Mace Knight called to Sailor Dee. "Hey! Hey, Sailor Dee!" A hint of panic was in the knight's voice. The sailor listened to his crewmate while not taking his eyes from polishing the ship's bow, "Yes…?" Mace Knight waved to Sailor Dee. "Hey! Lord Meta Knight wants to see you! Like, RIGHT NOW!" The sailor paused, fear had set in, and his brain was filled with questions. One was called into the captain's quarters only when they were in serious trouble, or Popstar was in danger again. "I'm…I'm on my way." As soon as Mace Knight left, Sailor Dee paced around a bit before heading to the room Meta Knight was waiting for him in.
"Oh geez…" Sailor Dee was still a nervous mess as he was now met with the entrance. The whole walk there, he considered what he might have did that would get him in such a pickle. He was prepared for the worst as he knocked on the metal door. A deep voice from the other side spoke. "You may come in." Sailor Dee slowly opened the door, and closed it when he walked in. The room itself was rather large, but had a layout of a traditional office with bookshelves, a desk, and the like. The bookshelves were placed to the wall by the door. Multiple computer screens adorned the back wall of the room behind a desk, which was in the center of the room. "Have a seat, please," Meta Knight suggested. The sailor sat in a lounge chair that was in front of the desk. Meta Knight himself was sitting at the desk with his back to Sailor Dee, probably looking at one of the screens. "Y-yes, Sir?" Meta Knight turned in his chair to face his subordinate. "Hello, Sailor Dee." It was obvious to the him that Sailor Dee was terrified. "You're not in trouble, if that's what's worrying you." A sigh of relief was heard, but the innermost fear turned into visible confusion "Why did you call me then, sir? Is something wrong?" Meta Knight got up from his seat and stood in front of the Waddle Dee. "Why yes, actually. Something needs polishing." Sailor Dee looked to the many swords in display cases that adorned the left side of the room. "Which one, sir?" the sailor asked. Meta Knight motioned towards his inferior. "Yours, of course," the knight replied. "W-what?" Sailor Dee exclaimed. "But I don't have a swo-!" And a sudden realization hit him. Perhaps Meta Knight wasn't talking about the kind of swords used to fight. The boy didn't want to jump to conclusions, but there was only one sword the sailor had. The sword in question was only "polished" when Sailor Dee was alone and horny. He had to admit, he was infatuated to his mysterious superior, but he didn't want to believe what was happening. "Unless you don't want to, I know you were busy earlier," stated the knight. "Uh, uh, uhhh... No! I can do this!" Meta Knight laughed to himself, surprised by the sailor's enthusiastic reaction. The mere thought excited him enough that a familiar feeling came from between his feet, and it took the form of a throbbing erection protruding from his slit. This aroused Meta Knights interest. "Oh! Oh no…" Sailor Dee blushed, covering his bits in humiliation. "Heh, someone's eager. Now, let's look," said the curious knight's hand went to get a feel. The slightest of touch from Meta Knight's gloved hand made Sailor Dee roused enough to instantly reach full mast. What he didn't expect was the sheer size and girth of the thing, being the biggest "sword" that the knight's ever seen.
"I didn't quite anticipate the likes of you to have such an…endowment," quipped Meta Knight. "O-oh, thanks!" Sailor Dee replied. The knight's curiosity turned into excitement, and he started to use one of his gloved fingers to slowly stroke the bottom of the Waddle Dee's member. Pink in the face, Sailor Dee fought the need to moan, but it didn't stop him from fidgeting in the lounge chair he was in. "Don't hold back," whispered Meta Knight. "It's fine. No one can hear you here besides me, and I'd love to hear every. Single. Noise you make~" He playfully gave a light squeeze to Sailor Dee's erection, drawing a tiny whine from his inferior. "Heh, I enjoy your adorable face when you're flustered, Sailor Dee," the swordsman teased. Adding onto the taunting, he lightly gripped his gloved hand around his sailor's member and allowed his hand to get acquainted with the organ. Sailor Dee's breathing sped up as a feeling built in his loins. The young man had never been touched in such places by someone other than himself, making Meta Knights soft touches twice as effective. Precum was already dripping out of him as the gentle stroking continued. "May I go further?" The knight asked. "Mhmm," the sailor answered, quickly nodding. The grip on the dee tightened, and swift stroking motions commenced. "Y-yes! Like that!" Sailor Dee blurted, every word seeming more deprived and out of breath than the last. His member was drenched by precum from all the stroking. "F-F-Faster. Please~" Sailor Dee panted, "It feels sooo g-great, mmh." Meta Knight stopped his motions, lifting his mask to expose only his mouth. "Let's have a taste. I've never tried Waddle Dee before." He said, sucking the tip of Sailor Dee's precum-coated length. "Meta-ahhh~!" Sailor Dee cried aloud. The interior of the swordsman's mouth was moist, hot, and ideal for delight. It was obvious that he's done this plenty of times, as seen by his skill. "You're delicious," a content Meta Knight declared. "More! I need more!" A needy Sailor Dee pleaded. Awash with intense pleasure, he yanked his superior towards himself and made him deepthroat his meat. Despite the initial surprise, the knight didn't pull back, and instead let himself be used. Although, he wished his mask weren't knocked away from his carefully guarded face. The waddle dee forcefully thrusted into Meta Knight's open mouth without a care in the world. "I'm-I'm sorry, sir!" While he didn't plan to admit it, Meta Knight was feeling just as aroused as the young man before him, having salty Waddle Dee meat vigorously stuffed in his mouth only made him hornier. The small, stifled noises forced from Meta Knight were one of the many things that pushed Sailor Dee closer to the edge. The knight yearned for more of the salty flavor of his sailor's cock, as he lost track of just how long it's been since the last time he had a taste. He desperately sucked on the hunk of meat to satiate his hunger. Sailor Dee's pace changed to sudden, powerful bursts, his cock pounding at the back of Meta Knight's throat. The boy felt like he was going to explode any moment, but what sent him over the limit was the swordsman's tongue brushing his member one too many times. Suddenly, the Waddle Dee pulled in Meta Knight, and gave one last shove into his willing orifice. "Hah! Haaahhhh! AAAHHH!" he yelled as he shuddered, firing thick, warm ropes of cum into the knight's wide-open maw. It was obvious that Sailor Dee had been backed up for quite a while, as his ejaculate overfilled the swordsman's mouth. There was so much cum, some had leaked out and trickle down his chin. As his grip on his superior weakened, Sailor Dee's body slumped into the chair he was sitting in. All he could do now was try to catch his breath and recover from the preceding moments. Meta Knight swallowed every drop of cum that was shot into his mouth, at least what didn't leak out, and quickly slipped his mask back on his face.
"Ahem," The swordsman cleared whatever cum had been remaining in his throat. He returned to his desk chair and took a seat in his initial spot. "Er, thank you, Sailor Dee. I…needed that." With what remained of his energy, Sailor Dee saluted Meta Knight. "No problem, Sir!" He didn't bother trying to ask exactly why Meta Knight "needed" to suck him dry, not like he'd get a clear-cut answer anyway. "There are some wipes on the desk. Tidy yourself up and return to your position immediately. You speak of this to NO ONE; do I make myself clear?" The sailor popped up from his chair, and nodded, "Of course, Lord Meta Knight!" Sailor Dee wiped the sweat and such from his body, his dee had already retreated in its slit, so he didn't have to bother with that. He gave Meta Knight one last salute before heading towards the exit to the office. "I'll send for you again if anything else needs… 'cleaning', ok?" A giddy Sailor Dee nodded, "O-ok then, Lord Meta Knight!" The sailor left to hurry back to the last thing he was doing prior, cleaning the battleship halberd.