Love To Hate You
''Ufufu, feel free to call me over to your office whenever you feel lonely, Commander~''
''Ah, I'll keep that in mind...''
Atago giggled at his reply, visibly amused by his flushed cheeks. With a sensual sway to her hips the busty Heavy Cruiser turned away, walking around the corner of the building and leaving the Commander sitting on the bench alone. The second she was gone he allowed himself to relax, sighing and muttering about 'overconfident subordinates'.
The sky overhead was a pleasant amber, faint white clouds drifting overhead and carrying with them a light breeze, summer beginning to draw to an end. He found himself outside in the small garden-like area behind the building, a few benches scattered around in the shade, though by this point it had gotten somewhat chilly. The garden was surrounded by buildings on all sides, with various small passageways between said buildings to allow people to come and go as they pleased. Currently he was the only one here, everyone else having left, with Atago being the last to go.
However despite nobody being around, he still felt eyes on him. Following his instincts he glanced to his right, finding a familiar person peeking out from around the corner – her frame blending in with the shadow of the building. Maya. The white-haired Heavy Cruiser was glaring darkly at him, her golden eyes practically glowing amidst the darkness and swirling with stormy rage. Many lesser men would stunned by the sheer animosity in her eyes, but he had long since grown used to it. She wasn't shy about showing her hatred of him.
''The hell are you looking at me for, you worthless trash?''
''Don't touch me, or I'll cut your hand off.''
''What's with that smirk? Want me to punch your teeth out?''
''Stop staring at my sister's ass and get on with your damn work, you disgusting pervert.''
Each remark delivered with biting, scathing tones that made him wince just thinking about it. She didn't need a sword with a tongue that sharp. Though she made plenty of threats regarding her sword, mostly relating to maiming him with it if he dared to lay a hand on her. And he had learned from experience she was more than willing to follow up on her threat – the scar on his thumb proved how close he came to losing his hand completely.
The Commander was stirred from his thoughts as Maya spun around, her scarf fluttering from the sudden motion before she stormed away, as silent as she had arrived.
''Hm.'' He narrowed his eyes, rising from the bench. Looks like he wouldn't be leaving his room tonight.
…
It took a quarter of an hour to reach his dormitory room, built on the first floor of the main building. Despite the fact he could've reached it within two minutes he dragged his walk out for as long as possible, stopping to admire the shining sea and the setting sun before finally entering his dorm room.
The room was dark, the outlines of his furniture barely visible. The window next to his bed was at the other end of the room, the thick curtains mostly pulled over it – allowing only a thin streak of amber light to peer into his bedroom. And sitting on his bed was Maya, one leg crossed over the other and her face partially illuminated by the setting sun, her katana leaning against the wall. In the poor light her golden eyes almost seemed to glow with primal emotions, swirling and roiling like a building storm.
In a way, her eyes were almost like a tiger's. Fierce and predatory.
''What the hell took you so long, you bastard?'' Maya muttered, tone thick with dissatisfaction that bordered on anger.
Once upon a time he may've been afraid of her hateful gaze, but he had long since lost that fear. Honestly he wasn't sure what they were at this point; he was sure she hated him, but at the same time they were akin to friends-with-benefits.
''I took the scenic route, since it was a nice evening.'' The Commander replied evenly, meeting her predatory gaze unflinchingly.
Maya's lips curled down, slowly rising from her seat. ''You kept me waiting.''
''And if I did?''
His room wasn't big. Maya crossed the distance in a matter of two seconds – roughly pushing him against the door. She growled wordlessly at him and grabbed the back of his head, threading her fingers through his hair and gripping, before yanking his head down and crashing her lips against his in a sudden, harsh kiss.
He was prepared, however. Without missing a beat he returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around Maya's shorter frame and deepening the heated kiss. After a few seconds they had to break apart for air, but Maya gave him less than two seconds to breathe before kissing him again, lips hungrily devouring his stifled grunts. As their lisp meshed together he let his hands drift down under her short skirt, cupping her ass.
Maya bristled at his touch, and before he could react she bit down on his bottom lip – eliciting a quiet grunt of surprise from the Commander. The furious Ship-Girl quickly took advantage of this, shoving her tongue into his mouth and wrestling his own, and despite himself he found himself struggling against her dexterous tongue.
''Nn...'' The Commander grunted, something metallic dancing between their tongues. His lip was bleeding, it seemed.
A spark of something primal twisted inside of him. With a low growl the Commander reared his hand back before bringing it down on Maya's ass, relishing the surprised gasp he got from the angry girl. He didn't know why but whenever she came to him like this, something dark and primal always awoke inside him. And she came to him a lot. This was not the first time this happened, not by a long, long shot.
He brought his hand down on Maya's ass again, earning another stifled grunt from her before she refocused on dominating his mouth. Her nails dug into the back of his head and he hissed, briefly losing focus and allowing her to press his tongue against the bottom of his mouth, keeping it there with her own. When he was unable to slip his tongue free he brought his teeth down, lightly pressing them against her own tongue – drawing blood.
''Mn...!'' Maya winced, pulling back from the rough French-kiss – glaring near-murderously at him. ''Bastard...''
''You started it.'' The Commander responded flatly, squeezing her ass idly.
Maya bared her teeth in a silent snarl, stepping back and slipping from his grip – before grabbing the front of his shirt, and all but throwing him towards the bed. He was certain he went airborne for at least a fraction of a second before his back hit the bed, a harsh grunt escaping him as the breath was knocked from his lungs. Maya was on him before he could sit up, sinking her fingers into his work slacks and pulling them down his legs, snapping the button at the front..
She didn't even pause as his boxers were revealed, instead pushing her hand into his boxers and tugging his semi-erect cock out into the open – bobbing her hand and jerking him off. ''You're getting hard already? All I did was kiss you. Or was it Atago that made you like this?''
The Commander didn't bother replying to her demanding, almost mocking words – but there was no sadism lurking behind her golden eyes, only anger. He grit his teeth to stifle the groan that threatened to escape him, but Maya had long since figured out his weak points. Her lithe fingers danced along his shaft as she jerked him off, her thumb and index finger applying a slight amount of pressure to the tip of his dick, eliciting a low grunt from him.
Maya wasn't satisfied with just a grunt. She kept getting him off until he was fully erect, his hard cock twitching in her hand – and prompting her to lean in, taking his cock into her mouth and deep-throating him in a single, sudden movement. The wet warmth of her mouth drew a sharp groan from the Commander, shuddering as Maya wrapped her dexterous tongue around his cock and began licking him.
''Haah...'' The Commander hissed, earning a faint smirk from Maya as she doubled her efforts – covering his cock with her saliva as she dragged her tongue all over his dick.
The Heavy Cruiser started bobbing her head up and down while she continued licking him, the combined stimulation sucking the breath from his lungs and leaving his cock throbbing lustfully. It wasn't the first time she did this but it still left him gasping and panting, burning pleasure tickling his cock as she toyed with him mercilessly.
He pushed himself up slightly with his arm and rested the other on her head, earning a sharp glare from Maya, but she didn't make any move to stop him. When he roughly pushed her head down his cock her glare sharpened further, but once more she didn't stop her ministration, continuing to glare at him as she sucked him off. Even with his cock stuffing her mouth full she still looked threatening, her eyes glowing with silent danger.
Maya pulled her head back and off his cock, her hand gripping his shaft and continuing to jerk him off. ''Hurry up and cum already, you ass.''
The Commander huffed, straining to keep his tone level. ''Maybe if you asked nicely.''
Her eyes narrowed and she brought her mouth close to his cock, tongue darting out and licking the underside. He gasped however as Maya bared her teeth, dragging her fangs along his shaft – the sharp sense of danger fuelling his arousal, a stifled groan slipping past his lips. His response only made Maya continue to tease him, licking and sucking his cock while letting her teeth dangerously graze his cock.
''Nn... Hn...'' The Commander grit his teeth, panting and threading his fingers into Maya's silver-grey hair – pushing her head further down his cock.
Maya didn't resist, merely glaring at him as she kept sucking him off – swirling her tongue around his shaft before plunging her head down, his cock dipping down the back of her throat before she retreated back up. She was clearly aware of how much his cock was twitching, and how shallow his breathing was becoming, the knowledge prompting her to move her head faster. Her teeth dangerously grazed his cock as she pulled her lips off, and again as she pushed her head down, the danger bringing him closer to climax – until he couldn't hold it.
The Commander tensed, gripping her hair harshly as his cock burned hotly. ''Maya...!''
Without a word Maya let him shove her head down, her lips wrapping around the base of his cock. Not a full second later ropes of cum shot down her throat as the Commander climaxed, cumming inside her mouth and forcing the Heavy Cruiser to swallow his seed, something she did without question. The heavy silence was broken only by his heavy panting, shuddering as he heard Maya swallowing every last drop, before pulling her lips off his cock.
He had barely half a minute to recover before Maya mounted him, straddling his hips and hovering over his half-erect cock. Without shame Maya lifted her skirt up to reveal her plain white panties, prompting hooking her fingers under the waistband and yanking them down her long legs, kicking them off her ankle. The sight of her exposed pussy was enough to bring him back to full hardness, something Maya was clearly aware of – holding her skirt up so he could watch as she grasped his cock, guiding it towards her pussy.
''You better not finish before I do.'' Maya half-threatened, half-demanded of him.
The Commander huffed, stifling a groan as she rocked her hips – rubbing his sensitive tip against her folds. ''Not that it'd stop you.''
He wasn't lying. It wasn't often they stopped with just one round. More often than not they fucked until one of them was incapable of continuing, like a lewd fight for dominance. Times when they fucked until he couldn't cum anymore, when his dick ached from her rough treatment, or when she was nearly passing out and limp in his arms as he pounded her. Any attempt to stop during those times resulted in her biting and scratching him until he continued, assault on an officer be damned.
Maya gained a faint, yet no less sharp smirk – before she dropped herself down, impaling herself on his cock. ''Mm- Nn!''
Hot tightness surrounded his cock, stealing the breath from his lungs and leaving him groaning at the blissful tightness. A combination of her saliva and her own arousal made the penetration easier, but the slight twinge of pain only fuelled his arousal. Her pussy strangled his cock and she started moving, digging her knees into the bed as she rode him with furious abandon, rapidly impaling herself over and over again.
He winced as she laid her hands on his shirt, lips curling back into a sneer as she peeled away his clothing to expose his bare chest. Without missing a beat she laid her hands on his chest, baring her nails and dragging them with painful slowness down his skin, leaving long red marks in their wake. Not one to be left behind he laid his hands on her soft hips, bringing one hand down in a sudden smack – grinning when she jolted in surprise.
Maya's surprise quickly morphed into anger, snarling wordlessly at him and scratching him with more force than before, nearly drawing blood from the strength used. Even as she clawed at him her hips moved on instinct, rolling and bouncing on his lap as her pussy sucked his cock into its tight embrace. No matter how many times they had sex (or more accurately, how many times she fucked him) the sensation was still enough to steal the breath from his lungs, struggling to think straight.
''M-Maya...!'' The Commander hissed out, releasing her nice ass and laying his hands on her sides. ''Q-Quit scratching...!''
The golden-eyed girl snorted at him, as if mocking his pain tolerance. Like her blood-covered fingernails or his bleeding chest weren't something to be concerned about.
Returning her glare the Commander moved his hands up her front, slipping under her school crop-top and cupping her breasts, noticing she wasn't wearing a bra, like always. Maya stiffened slightly as he groped her breasts, roughly squeezing and rolling her boobs around in his grip. The Heavy Cruiser shuddered at his rough groping, hissing at him under her breath and bouncing on his cock with all the speed she could muster – practically slamming herself down on his cock.
Maya dug her nails into his chest, gritting her teeth as a quiet moan slipped past her lips. His rough fondling was quickly getting to her, stealing the breath from her lungs and leaving her angrier and angrier, knowing he was doing this to her. Not willing to fall behind she rolled her hips in circle, stirring his cock around her insides and tightening her pelvic muscles masterfully, smirking victoriously when he groaned lowly.
''You're... twitching so much...'' Maya muttered, her breathing coming in short gasps. ''You're going to... cum so soon...?''
The smug, almost condescending tone in her voice made something inside him twist, irritated that she thought she could beat him at this 'game'. Summoning every last inch of his strength and willpower the Commander released her smallish breasts, his hands darting to her hips. Without warning he pushed himself up, nearly knocking Maya onto the floor – before he held her waist, pulling her down his cock.
Maya gasped loudly, golden eyes wide with surprise as he carried her over to his desk. Various objects clattered and banged as they fell onto the floor, knocked aside as he dropped her onto his desk, her head resting against the wall slightly. Her waist still hung over the edge, prompting him to grip her hips tightly and begin pounding into her pussy – relishing the sharp gasp she made, back arching with pleasure.
''My turn...!'' The Commander growled at her, slamming his cock into her quivering pussy.
In response Maya glared up at him, baring her teeth in a wordless snarl as she half-heartedly struggled, trying to regain dominance. However both of them were too close to cumming to care about anything but the pleasure, and soon she simply gave in – hissing and groaning as he drilled his dick into her, causing hot pleasure to tickle her pussy and flood her body with mind-melting heat.
''F-Fuck...'' Maya hissed, screwing her eyes tightly shut – a strained groan escaping her as her orgasm washed over her.
The Commander grunted as she tightened around his cock, squeezing the life out of him and tipping him over the edge. For the second time he climaxed, pumping ropes of cum into Maya's spasming pussy and earning another stifled groan, her pussy milking every last drop from him.
As his orgasm drew to an end the Commander slouched, panting heavily and leaning over Maya's equally-breathless form. Silence fell upon them, both too consumed with simply catching their breath to care about the other. Only after nearly a minute of silence did he pull back, his cock slipping out of her cum-filled pussy.
''...Tch.'' Maya breathless clicked her tongue, glaring at him – though some of its heat was lost due to the pink flush on her cheeks. ''We're not done yet.''
''Didn't think you were, Maya.''
…
The clock ticked over to 3AM, though neither heard over the sound of their own panting.
''Nn...'' The Commander groaned breathlessly, pushing himself up into a sitting position – leaning against the wall for support. A wince crossed his face as pain lanced across his back, and without looking he knew that her nails had left their mark once again.
His eyes moved to Maya's nude, sweaty body as the Heavy Cruiser stumbled around the room, collecting her discarded clothes. Without a word she yanked her short skirt back up her legs, pulling her stained white panties back on a moment afterwards. Uncaring of the cum staining her breasts she pulled her crop-top over her head, tugging it back into place before gathering the last of her clothes and throwing them over her arm – grabbing her sword last, and making her way towards the door.
No final words. No cursing him out. Nothing. Just silence as she left the room, closing the door behind her with a quiet 'click'. Compared to her usual biting words and scathing tone, her quiet departures were always an odd sight.
The Commander sighed, glancing around his messed-up room. Looks like he wouldn't be sleeping until early in the morning.
Despite that dry thought however, he found himself feeling rather conflicted. He always did once they were done for the night. On one hand he loved the rough, wild sex that came without reason – just pure, unadulterated lust that continued until they were sore. Yet on the other hand he felt guilty, like he was missing something. That the pleasure, the biting and scratching, all of it was empty. Hollow. Lustful, but not passionate. Heated, but not affectionate.
''...haah. Maybe I'll ask Prinz about it in the morning.'' He sighed, looking around the room once more, and grimaced.
''First though...''
X-x-X
''Hm... my sister has been causing you trouble, has she?''
The Commander grimaced, meeting Takao's inquisitive gaze. ''Some. A bit of... disobedience. Insubordination. Nothing too serious, but the higher-up's will throw a fit if they know.''
'Insubordination'. That was one hell of a way to describe being fucked until he couldn't walk.
''I see...'' Takao nodded her head understandingly. ''I will speak to her about it later.''
''Thanks. See you later.''
''Mm.''
Takao departed with a thoughtful hum, walking away and leaving him standing outside the Sakura dorms by himself, the moon and stars in the night sky his only companion. With his secretary for the day gone the night felt that much quieter, the muted sounds of chatter coming solely from inside the building, and not outside. Prinz Eugen's words echoed in his mind, the busty cruiser laughing when he told her about his... 'problem'.
''I'm surprised you haven't realised it yet, Kommandant.'' She had spoken through her laughs. ''If you dislike roughness, why not try something... gentler, hm~? A little love goes a long way, you know.''
''That so...'' The Commander breathed, closing his eyes and leaning against the wall.
He remained like that for a minute, only opening his eyes when the intensity of the glare being sent his way reached its apex. The Commander glanced over to the side, spotting a familiar head of white hair and golden eyes partially obscured in the shadows, stormy fury clear in her expression – lips pulled back into an almost-bestial snarl.
When she noticed him turning her way she spun on her heel, storming away. Undoubtedly to his room.
''A little love goes a long way, huh...? Let's see if your words work, Prinz...''
…
This time he didn't waste any time returning to his room, a strange nervousness flickering through him, making his limbs weak and stomach twist. Such a foreign emotion, one he had long thought he had moved past. Much less when it came to Maya.
The Commander reached his room within a matter of minutes, the only sign of Maya's entry being the fact it was unlocked. He opened his door with careful slowness, eyes sweeping over the now-tidy bedroom, finding nobody. He wasn't a fool however. He could hear it – breathing, right behind the door. No matter how subtle she liked to think she was, Maya was like a hurricane. Wild, ferocious, and you could hear her a mile away.
With that fact in mind he calmly stepped into the room – flinching as the door slammed shut behind him. He didn't need to turn around to see who it was.
''About damn time.'' Maya bit out, her glare burning into the back of his head. ''Was my sister that entertaining, you bastard?''
He didn't respond, instead slowly turning to face her – spotting that familiar baleful glow to her eyes, one that spoke of the pain she intended to inflict on him, and the pain she expected in return. He wouldn't call her a masochist, but she certainly had a healthy appreciation for pain, be it giving or receiving.
Growling at his silence, Maya reached out with the intent of gripping his shoulders – only for her golden eyes to widen in surprise when he caught her wrists mid-flight, stopping her. Not wrestling for control, but simply stopping her.
''Maya.'' The Commander intoned, his voice softening when he saw her flinch. ''...how about we take things slower tonight?''
For a brief moment Maya looked stumped, her expression cutely dumbfounded – genuinely unable to comprehend his words. The moment passed swiftly and scorn masked her previous expression, lips pulling back into a sneer.
''What, can't handle it? Are you that weak?''
''I think the fact I've fucked you 'till you couldn't walk, is evidence I can handle you.'' He replied in a heartbeat, earning a low growl in response. ''But no, I am serious. Let's take things slow for once.''
Maya looked conflicted, expression switching between contempt and bewilderment before it finally settled on apathetic indifference. ''Hmph. Fine.''
The Commander smiled. He released her wrists, watching closely as she meant to grab him, only to hesitate and stop. Instead she grudgingly allowed him to cup her chin, tilting her head up and grunting as he kissed her – shifting uncomfortably at the oddly slow kiss. After a moment they broke apart, leaving Maya frowning cutely. One hand came up to touch her lips in a very uncharacteristic manner, her confusion evident.
He gently took her hand in his, tugging her over to the bed. Maya followed with only a measure of hesitation, grunting as he swung them around – pinning her beneath him. Immediately he could see the urge to fight, to dominate, rise within her. A careful, imploring stare from him halted any such attempts, and after a moment Maya reluctantly settled down, visibly uncomfortable with being on the bottom.
''You're doing well.'' The Commander murmured, leaning down a planting a kiss on her lips – quick and feathery, unlike their normal heated kisses.
Maya bristled at his words. ''I'm not a damn virgin, you ass.''
''Mm. But you haven't started scratching me 'till I bleed. I see your fingers curling, don't try and hide it.''
The Heavy Cruiser had the decency to look faintly embarrassed, anger fading into simple annoyance as she looked away from him. In response he reached out and cupped her chin, tilting her face back to meet his and kissing her. Maya didn't resist, a strange sort of discomfort showing on her face, clearly unused to doing things so slow, so gentle. Considering every sexual interaction they've had so far has been two steps short of outright violence, he wasn't surprised.
However the longer he kissed her, the more she seemed to adapt to it; relaxing and unconsciously returning his gentle kisses. Her pink lips felt so soft, something he hadn't had the chance to enjoy when she was too busy devouring his grunts and groans. Amusingly he could feel her actively resisting the urge to be rough, her lips frequently pressing against his with an almost-desperate passion, before she relaxed again and quietly let him continue, almost like she wanted to see what he would do.
As they broke off from the kiss, a chuckle slipped past his lips – earning a frown from Maya. ''What?''
''You look cute when you blush.'' He smirked lightly, staring down at her pink-hued cheeks.
Maya's eyes widened a fraction and she turned her head away, a faint scowl marring her expression and her cheeks darkening several shades. However she left herself open, something he gladly exploited – darting down at pressing his lips against her neck.
''Mm?!'' Maya gasped, a surprised groan escaping her as he sucked on her neck. ''Y-You bast-''
''Shh.'' The Commander breathed into her neck, feeling her shudder beneath him. After a brief half-second of struggling, Maya obeyed and fell silent – though he could feel how tense she was.
Making sure to be gentle the Commander kissed her neck, resisting his own urge to bite and nip at her pale skin. His hands slipped down her arms and to her sides, moving with gradual purpose and reaching the hem of her school-style crop top. He guided his hands up her shirt, slowly pushing it up as he worked his way up – before he found his prize, cupping her small but shapely breasts.
Ignoring Maya's shaky breath he continued, dragging his thumb over her soft boobs and thumbing her nipples, feeling how hard they were. Idly he realised he never had the chance to truly appreciate her small bust, usually because he was too busy trying to fuck her into submission. He had to admit they were a lot softer than he expected, fitting perfectly in his palm and squishing between his fingers.
''Mn...'' Maya moaned quietly, eliciting a slight smile from the Commander.
He pulled back from her neck and released her breasts, instead pushing her top up the rest of the way. Maya squirmed and stuck her hands up, allowing him to pull her top off – looking away as he openly stared at her tits. A breathless groan slipped past her pursed lips as he planted a kiss on her collarbone, shivering as he trailed several more down to her breasts. Despite their small size, especially when compared to her sisters, he found himself charmed by their cute size.
''Quit staring...'' Maya muttered in a tone that almost sounded bashful.
With a smile he obliged, instead taking one of her pale-pink nipples into his mouth and sucking. Maya's breath hitched and she shivered, mewling quietly as his tongue circled the sensitive nub. Every movement was done with careful slowness, not allowing his teeth to graze her skin like he normally did, instead slightly edging her ever onward with gentle, painfully delicate touches.
And to his delight, he could see it taking its toll. From her subtle squirming to her strained groans, the way her hands grabbed and clawed at the bed sheets when she thought he wasn't looking, how her thighs rubbing together as best she could without drawing his attention. Even if her skirt hid her underwear from view, he had no doubt a damp patch was rapidly forming. The knowledge that he could make her like this just by kissing her threatened to make a grin cross his face, but he withheld it lest he invoke her ire.
Deciding he had teased her enough the Commander moved south, giving her boobs one last kiss before trailing his lips down her toned stomach, quickly reaching her black skirt. He flipped it up to reveal her white underwear, prompting him to sink his fingers under the waistband of her panties and pull them down her legs.
''Mn...'' Maya shifted quietly, straightening her legs and watching as he slowly pulled them off, dropping them onto the floor behind him.
He moved between her legs, spreading them apart and giving him an unhindered view of her slick folds, only causing Maya's blush to darken further. The Commander smirked slightly, leaning down and bringing his face close – before taking a long, purposeful lick of her pussy.
Instantly Maya stiffened. ''M-Mm~?!''
This time he couldn't stifle his chuckle, amused by Maya's surprisingly cute moan. She whacked him half-hearted on the head, the blow lacking the usual strength it usually had. Brushing off her temper he continued kissing Maya's pussy, lips ghosting over her soft skin and deftly slipping his tongue out when she least expected it, licking her slick pussy and tasting her sweet arousal.
The sound of Maya's sweet moans only encouraged him, his tongue lapping at her increasingly-wet folds and drawing out more cute sounds from the normally-violent cruiser. He grew bolder, taking Maya by surprise as he pushed his tongue into her pussy, knocking the breath from her lungs as his tongue explored her insides with ravenous hunger.
''A-Ah...'' Maya writhed, gritting her teeth in a weak attempt to stifle her groans.
His nose brushed against her clit as he ate her out, hot sparks of pleasure flooding her pelvis from the sensation. Despite herself Maya found herself unable to resist, so consumed by the pleasure she could barely think straight – her mind becoming filled with the sensation of his tongue, intimately feeling it licking every inch of her pussy. While this wasn't the first time he had eaten her out, doing it so gently like this... it was a far cry from the normal rough manner she made him do it, when she all but sat on his face and demanded him to eat her out.
A shudder ran through Maya and she moaned, screwing her golden eyes shut, her bare breasts rapidly rising and falling as she breathed deeply. His hands settled on her hips to stop her squirming away, allowing him to bury his head between her thighs and hungrily eat her out, tongue wriggling inside her pussy and eagerly lapping up her honey.
''Mmnaah...'' Maya breathed, gasping as the Commander suddenly pulled his tongue out, instead wrapping his lips around her clit and sucking. ''M-Mm?!''
She looked down, spotting a teasing glint in his eyes and flushing darkly, unable to stifle the lewd moan that rose from her throat. Her hips buckled and trembled, hot pleasure flooding her body as he gently toyed with the sensitive nub, each little movement causing mind-melting heat to rush through her. It took all her willpower to think straight, to not simply bask in the overwhelming pleasure and moan without a care in the world.
''N-Nn... Commander...'' Maya grunted, voice strained as she tried to ignore the bubbling heat inside of herself. ''I-If you keep doing that...''
In response the Commander pulled his face back – before promptly shoving his tongue back into her pussy. Maya groaned sharply, throwing her head back and letting her voice out, not caring about how embarrassing it felt. His left hand left her waist and darted up to her pelvis, his warm hand pressing against her tense pelvis while his thumb moved south, and pressed against her clit. Without giving her a time to react the Commander nimbly rubbed and rolled the sensitive nub around, eliciting a sharp moan from Maya. Combined with his probing tongue, she couldn't hold on for much longer.
''Mhn-!'' Maya stiffened, shoulders curling in on herself before one hand flew to her mouth, stifling her sharp cry. ''M-Mmph~!''
Sweet honey coated his tongue as Maya climaxed, writhing before him and crying out. The Commander kept eating her out, tongue lapping up her sweet juices until her orgasm drew to an end, her spasms slowing down into tired twitches. He slowly sat back, wiping his chin clean of her honey and taking a moment to admire her panting, sweating form.
''...stop... haah... staring...'' Maya breathlessly grumbled, half-lidded golden eyes staring at him flatly.
The Commander smirked slightly, reaching down and undoing his belt and pants. The movement drew Maya's attention, her flushed cheeks darkening a shade and prompting her to glance away with a huff. He undid his boxers and pulled his cock out into the open, kneeling on the bed and shuffling closer to Maya, moving between her legs.
He let his right hand roam over her thigh, massaging her leg while guiding his cock towards her wet slit, feeling how tense she was beneath him. Not one to let her wait any longer he pressed the tip against her pussy before rolling his hips, pushing forth and slowly sinking into her pussy – a groan escaping him as her wet tightness surrounded his cock, practically sucking him in.
''Mn...'' Maya grunted quietly, shuddering as he pushed into her.
As he buried himself into her pussy he leaned down, capturing Maya's lips in a light kiss. Maya didn't resist, tilting her head back slightly and returning the gentle kiss as best she could, groaning into his mouth as he slowly rolled his hips. Her inner walls lustfully squeezed and tightened around his shaft instinctively, daring him to start pounding her like a wild beast, but he resisted the urge defiantly.
Instead he hungrily devoured her muffled groans, slowly wrapping his arms under her back and deepening the kiss. In response Maya grasped the back of his head, threading her fingers through his hair and lightly gripping his hair. Their lips meshed together lustfully, their need for air constantly causing them to pull apart only for them to kiss again less than a full second later – soon adding their tongues into the mix.
''Ugh...'' Maya grimaced as they broke apart. ''I can taste myself on your tongue...''
He chuckled, giving her a light kiss on the lips. ''What's the matter? You taste kinda sweet...''
''Maybe. But you don't see me kissing you right after I swallow.''
Conceding to her point he pulled back, allowing his hands to settle on her sides as he began moving faster. Stifling the groan that threatened to escape him the Commander kept moving his hips, restraining himself from going too fast despite how much he really wanted to. Instead her forced himself to maintain his slow pace, savouring the hot tightness of her pussy and the sound of Maya's cutely breathless groans.
Despite that thought however he couldn't maintain that slow pace forever. Maya moaned beneath him as he moved faster, driving his cock deep into her sensitive pussy and sending hot sparks of pleasure fluttering through her stomach. Her instinct reaction was to resist, to push her hips back to meet his thrusts and tighten around him... but she couldn't muster the will to do so, rather she found herself savouring the lewd sensation.
''M-Mm...'' Maya mewled quietly as his hand moved up to her breast, lustfully squeezing her small boob while continuing to thrust into her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, her breathing growing heavier and primal instinct filling her. Maya gripped handfuls of the bed, her back slowly arching of its own accord as the Commander continued fucking her, quickly picking up the pace as the pleasure got to him. Maya cracked a thin smile at that, relishing the sight of his tight expression as he drilled into her with his cock.
''H-Heh...'' Maya shuddered, thin smile not fading. ''Can't hold back, c-can you...?''
The Heavy Cruiser groaned as he hit a sensitive part inside of her, sending a wave of ticklish pleasure lancing through her pelvis – his strained voice reaching her ears. ''How... can I... when you're so... adorable?''
Maya's eyes widened in surprise at his words, something in her heart fluttering. She opened her mouth to speak only for a throaty groan to escape her, a flood of warmth spreading up her stomach, reminding her of her bubbling orgasm. She tried to hold it back, to ignore the seductive allure of climaxing on his twitching cock, of feeling him cum inside of her – but the more she tried not to think about it, the more she did think about it.
The Commander pounded into her faster, their pelvises smacking together audibly as the heat inside both of them rapidly reached its apex, and it took all of Maya's willpower to hold on, to savour the feeling of his cock inside of her. So when he suddenly leaned down, bringing their faces close, she was startled.
''Comm-'' Maya's words were silenced as he captured her lips, passionately kissing her – before hot ropes of cum shot into her quivering pussy. ''M-Mm~!''
With a muffled cry Maya came, spasming beneath him as her own orgasm crashed down on her. All the previous teasing and toying with her body hit her full force, her mind going blank and leaving her unable to even think, completely consumed by the blistering heat flooding every inch of her body. The Commander grunted as her pussy strangled his cock, coaxing out every last drop of his seed and extending their mutual orgasm for as long as possible.
The Commander slowed his thrusts to a stop, pulling his lips off Maya's and pressing his forehead against hers, sucking in much-needed gulps of air. Maya herself came down from her high a minute later, twitching and breathing heavily next to him, not even bothering to push him off of her. Only after several minutes of catching her breath did she react.
''Mn...'' Maya grunted quietly, laying her hands on his shoulders and pushing him off.
He groaned as his cock slid out of her folds, flopping back onto the bed. The Commander pushed himself up into a sitting position and stared at Maya's bare back, surprise colouring his expression as he saw her sliding her crop top back over her head and tugging it back into place.
As she pulled her panties back up her thighs, he spoke. ''Done already?''
She was usually able to go at least three rounds before she had her fill and left, and that was a minimum. Maya had the tenacity to go for much, much longer – the fact she fucked him for over a dozen rounds proved that. But never had they ever only gone one round and left it at that.
To his suspicion Maya didn't respond, wordlessly grabbing her sword – laying next to his door – before exiting the room faster than normal, staunchly not facing him. She left so fast she didn't even bother closing the door, simply allowing it to swing close behind her.
And as the door slowly swung closed, her silver scarf barely visible through the gap – the Commander's eyes narrowed.
'Huh... interesting...'
X-x-X
The serene hiss of rainfall carried through the thick glass window of his office, murky droplets running down the pane and pooling around the windowsill, doing little to abate his weariness.
It had been two days since his 'interaction' with Maya. Nobody has seen her since. It was like she upped and vanished the night she left his room. And with the sudden storm that swept over the surrounding area, search efforts were greatly hampered. The guards around the base confirmed nobody was seen leaving, and the radar showed no Ship-Girl had left had the base via the sea... so it did mean she was on the base, but where nobody knew.
Even the ever-calm Takao was beginning to getting worried for her sister. The cafeteria was staffed even during the night (mostly due to the Destroyers doing midnight raids for sweets), so everyone was sure she hadn't been there. She hadn't been sighted near the dorms, and Akashi confirmed she hadn't been by her shop either.
''Where are you, Maya...?'' The Commander muttered under his breath, gazing out into the heavy rainfall. It was so thick you could barely see more than ten feet in front of you, and only lightened around midday before returning in the afternoon.
By now it was past seven, the sky taking on a dark grey hue that was only emphasised by the pouring rain. The command building was mostly empty at this point, aside from a few lingering clerks who were choosing to wait for a break in the rain. He knew from reports it wasn't scheduled to clear up until early next morning, and while he was sorely tempted to stick around and watch them make a dash for the dormitories, he was tired enough as it was.
Getting sleep was hard when one of your subordinates went missing, doubly so when complex emotions were thrown into the mix.
With a sigh the Commander turned away from the window, moving over to his desk and locking all the drawers as usual before heading for the door. Even as he wandered down the empty hallway down to the ground floor he could still hear the rain pounding away at the roof, penetrating through the whole building with its soothing tenor.
After grabbing his coat from the rack and slipping it on, the Commander wordlessly pushed open the main doors, cringing when a cool blast of air and spittle of rain greeted him. Stepping out into the rain was like walking into a freezing shower, the cold droplets pelting him and quickly soaking into his hair.
Grumbling to himself about not buying a coat with a hood, the Commander chose to take a shortcut across the gardens, uncaring of the mud that clung to his boots like tar. Thankfully due to how often he came here he could make his way around, even with only being able to see a little bit in front of him. It didn't take long to come upon a large oak tree, one he knew was positioned in the centre of the gardens – the branches so dense that no rain penetrated the canopy.
And to his eternal surprise, a familiar head of silver-white hair was sat beneath the tree's thick branches.
''Maya?''
The aforementioned Heavy Cruiser jolted, a mixture of shock and surprise colouring her expression. She looked like she hadn't slept in a while, her eyes taking on a faint bloodshot look and already-pale skin having lost some more of its colour. She looked like he was the last person she expected to see, and for a moment she remained frozen, staring at him with her knees hugged to her chest and clothes soaked to the bone.
Cautiously he took a step closer. That was the trigger, and before he could utter a word Maya stumbled and attempted to flee – halted only when he managed to catch her, snatching her by the sleeve of her crop-top.
''Hold on there!'' The Commander raised his voice, having to use all his strength to stop the stronger girl from simply yanking her sleeve free.
Maya paused, her back turned to him and head bowed. Her expression was hidden from him, but the tenseness in her shoulders was easy to see.
For a long moment neither spoke, the pouring rain drowning out the sound of their breathing and leaving all other landmarks too far away to see – as if they were isolated from the world itself, under the canopy of the old oak tree.
''Where the hell have you been?'' He frowned deeply, staring at the back of her head – taking notice of how her animal ears twitched erratically. ''We've been searching for you for days. Everyone is worried about you.''
Her hands twitched, right hand tightly gripped her sheathed sword.
''Your sisters are worried about you.''
The veins in her hand bulged.
''I'm worried about you.''
In an instant Maya acted, spinning on her heel to face him with a thunderous expression. Within the span of a second she tackled him, sending him onto the ground and with her atop him, the lethal whisper of steel on steel muted by the rain.
''Why...?''
Maya loomed above him, her katana mere inches from his face. She held it in a two-handed grip, yet it still shook in her hands.
''Why...? Why the hell... why the hell do you make me feel like this?!'' Maya yelled, voice cracking and wavering. ''Why does my heart feel like its about to explode and shatter?! Why can't I think of anything but you?! Why won't you leave me alone?! W-Why do you... you never... s-s...''
Clear raindrops fell upon his face, lukewarm compared to the icy rain around them. No, it wasn't rain, he realised. Even though he was staring right at Maya, it took a moment for the realisation to set in.
Maya was crying.
''W-Why...?'' She hiccuped, thin rivers running down her cheeks. ''Why does my heart... hurt so much...?''
The Commander didn't answer. Instead he slowly raised a hand, nudging her sword aside and letting it slip from her grip, falling with a thump onto the grass next to him. With gentle slowness he raised his hand, cupping her tear-stained cheek and running his thumb under her eye, wiping away the tears.
He met her golden eyes, seeing the genuine fear inside them, the inability to understand the emotions swirling in her heart. Without a word he wrapped his other arm around her, his hand threading into her hair and pulling her into a hug, burying her head in the crook of his neck. Lukewarm tears dripped down his neck, warmer than the rain yet eliciting a shiver nonetheless.
Maya didn't cry openly. She didn't weep and wail. Instead she simply gripped onto his coat, shivering and sniffling, letting the tears flow without a sob to be heard. They stayed like that for what felt like hours, the hissing rain all around them and blocking out the rest of the world beyond their little haven.
''Let it all out, Maya... let it all out...''
X-x-X
After Maya was done crying her heart out he led her back to his room, wading through the pouring rain and avoiding being seen by any potential onlookers.
Exiting the adjoined bathroom the Commander glanced towards his desk chair where Maya was sat, expression painfully blank and eyes empty. ''I've warmed a bath. You should get in before you catch a cold.''
''Hn.'' Maya tonelessly acknowledged, rising to her feet.
She walked past him, dripping water as she went, though neither cared. He quietly watched from the doorway as she carelessly tossed her scarf aside, hooking her fingers under her crop top and pulling it over her head a second later. Uncaring of her bare torso Maya bent over, pushing her soaked skirt and white underwear down her thighs, kicking them off her feet.
The Commander let his eyes roam over her nude body, taking in the sight of her bending over and tugging her socks off. Despite having her naked body mere feet away, he felt little lust looking at her. Maybe it was the despondent, daresay empty expression she wore on her face, so starkly different than her normal aloof expression, or perhaps the sluggish way she moved as if all energy had been sapped from her.
With the gentle sloshing of water Maya slipped into the bath, the water coming up to her collar as she hugged her knees to her chest. She stared into the soapy water as it lapped back and forth at her knees for a long moment, before finally turning her golden gaze up at him.
''Are you gonna join me?'' Maya asked tonelessly.
Despite the fact he had seen her naked more times than he could count, the notion of bathing with her left him oddly embarrassed. However when he stared into her empty gold eyes, he couldn't help but agree. There was something so foreign about them, how unnatural they looked on Maya's usually-fierce face. As if the rains outside had quenched the flames of rage and left her little more than a broken shell.
''...sure.'' He muttered, tugging his tie loose and unbuttoning his shirt. He wasn't embarrassed about her seeing him naked; she had seen it all before.
Once he was undressed Maya shuffled forwards slightly, allowing him to swing his leg over the rim and sink into the water behind her. He had always known she was far more petite than her sisters, not just in breast size but in height and build too, but right now she looked positively tiny. His legs fit around her waist and she leaned back against him slightly, the gesture born not from comfort but from tiredness – leaving him wondering how long it'd been since she'd last bathed. She didn't smell terrible, but the scent of dirt definitely clung to her.
With that thought in mind he reached over to the side and grabbed a bottle of body wash, squirting some of the translucent liquid into a wash-cloth. Maya stiffened slightly as he started washing her shoulders, relaxing a second later as she realised what he was doing.
They remained like that in silence, the gentle sloshing of water the only sound in the room as he delicately washed Maya's slim frame. She barely gave a reaction other than the occasional twitch, silently lifting her arms at his request and then lowering them only when he said so. Even as he dragged the cloth over her breasts she barely reacted, only giving a slight twitch as his fingers brushed against her boobs.
As his hands moved down her stomach, Maya finally broke the silence.
''You never answered my question. About why my heart hurts so much.''
The Commander paused for a brief second before continuing to wash her, but the moment of hesitation drew a sideways glance from the Heavy Cruiser.
''...if I was to guess.'' He said slowly, distinctly uncertain about what to say. ''It would be... that you like me. A lot. And you don't want to.''
Silence was his answer, and even though she was only looking at him from the corner of her eye, it felt like he was being stared down with both. For a brief instant he saw a flicker of her usual fire blossom in her eye, only for it to quickly dim and extinguish, gone as fast as it had appeared.
''...maybe so...'' Maya murmured, facing ahead again.
Accepting he got at least that much out of her, he continued washing the borderline-depressed Ship-Girl. He had gotten used to the feel of her body, but the water around them made her skin even softer than usual, something he didn't fail to notice – his hands lingering briefly as they made their way down her torso.
Only when his hand moved between her legs did he stir from his daze, a faint blush dusting his cheeks as he realised how close he was to touching her inappropriately. Well, inappropriate given the situation. She clearly wasn't in the right state of mind for some sex, be it rough or gentle.
However before he could move on, Maya spoke. ''Go ahead.''
''M-Maya?''
The Heavy Cruiser tilted her head back, looking straight into his eyes with her painfully-empty ones. ''I'm your subordinate. Do as you wish with me.''
A shiver lanced up his spine at her choice of words. The mental image they conjured was one of him doing whatever he liked to her, like she was a doll he could play with whenever he felt the urge.
The thought... was not a pleasant one.
''I'm not going to do that... you're not in the right mind, Maya.'' He uttered softly, earning a displeased frown from her.
Their eyes met in a silent contest of wills for what felt like an eternity, only to be broken by the Ship-Girl.
''...do you know why I loathe you so much, Commander?''
''I'd like to know.''
''Because you...'' Maya paused, lips parting as she searched for the words. ''...I can't understand you...''
He opened his mouth to speak, only for Maya to suddenly continue.
''You're my Commander. You're meant to send me off to war, watch me sink and then parade me around as some kind of martyr to a cause I barely care about.'' Maya said quickly, a hint of bitterness entering her voice. ''That's how it was supposed to be. But no. You act like you care about us. That we deserve to live like humans do – for what? Merely existing? It makes no sense. You make no sense.''
Maya's lips curled into a twisted mockery of a snarl, the emptiness of her eyes not matching the fierceness of her expression.
''We are beings born from war. We exist to fuel war. Without us, destruction will engulf the world. With us, destruction will engulf us instead. There is no 'peace', no 'good' while we exist in this world. We're the reason that mankind can never experience true peace... yet, mankind were the ones that made us.''
''Therefore, the only sensible thing to do, would be to send us to our deaths, no?'' Maya ended, her expression falling back into cold emptiness.
Staring into her chillingly cold eyes, he was reminded of the fact that despite having a humanoid body, the girl before him was still the spiritual embodiment of a warship. Her outlook on the world was far darker than his own. She couldn't truly understand concepts such as 'peace' or 'love'. Where her sisters had learned and adapted to their new environment, Maya was still stuck in the old times, expecting the peace to shatter at any moment and war to resume.
When he didn't respond she faced ahead again, confident in the knowledge she got her grim point across-
''Like hell I'd do that.''
Maya stiffened, but he continued before she could speak. ''You should hear yourself. 'We exist to fuel war', 'There is no 'peace', no 'good' while we exist in this world'. Bullshit. I care too much about you girls to throw you away to your deaths. I care too much about you to send you to your death for idiotic reasons such as those. I'd have thought our nightly 'fights' would've told you that by now.''
Silence greeted him, his eyes piercing into the back of her head as she sat before him, her shoulders forming a tense line. Then, after nearly a full minute of pure utter silence, she moved.
Water sloshed as she turned her body around, sitting up on her knees. Due to how shallow the bath was and her long legs, she gave him a blatant view of her nude body – water droplets running down her small, round breasts and along her toned stomach. Had the situation been different he would've liked to admire her more, but her words dispelled any such perversion.
''Why?''
He looked up, meeting her eyes – genuine, uncomprehending confusion within. ''Because I love you.''
The admission came easier to him than he expected, slipping from his lips so casually it surprised even himself. Neither of them was more surprised than Maya however, her eyes widening farther than he had ever seen, mouth forming a cute 'O' as her jaw hung slack.
After a minute, Maya spoke in a daze. ''Why me...?''
The Commander huffed quietly. ''Because you're you. Violent, hostile, threatening to cut me down whenever I look at you for too long – but underneath all that... you're just a girl who doesn't know what to do with herself. You train your swordsmanship daily because you don't know what else to do. You throw yourself into Commissions because you're bored. The only times you let yourself really relax is when your sisters can convince you to.''
Maya listened intently, hanging off his every word as she was realised what he said was true. She had never trained because she didn't know what to do – there was always a reason, however flimsy. She needed to be stronger. She needed to be the strongest. She needed to be faster. She needed to be the fastest. She needed to reach some higher, unknown power that lay just beyond her comprehension. Only now, as she was confronted with his words, did she now find herself second-guessing that motivation – and the longer she thought about it, the more she realised what a lie it had all been.
He smiled, reaching up and gently cupping her cheek. ''Let it go, Maya. War might happen, sure... but that's all the more reason to enjoy the peace that we have. Because there might be a day when you won't be able to.''
''I... understand.'' Maya said slowly, uncharacteristically uncertain.
''Good.'' He nodded, blushing slightly when Maya straddled him – before embracing him, her body flush against his. ''By the way... why did you come into my room to fuck me?''
Maya had the decency to look slightly embarrassed. ''I... I was jealous, I suppose. Whenever I saw you talking with my sisters, I felt so angry...''
Her nails dug into his shoulders as she gained a familiar fierce expression. ''My heart hurt and all I could think to do was... was to make you mine. That's why I sneaked into your room, that first night.''
''Yeah... waking up to you riding me was a surprise.'' He chuckled softly, lightly lifting a hand and brushing some wet white hair from her face.
''Mm...'' Maya bobbed her head quietly, previous tension seeping from her frame. ''After that, I felt satisfied, and assumed that was how I 'fixed' the pain... so whenever I saw you talking to my sisters, I...''
''Fucked me.''
''Yes.'' She blushed faintly, vaguely embarrassed by her past actions.
The Commander huffed in amusement. ''One hell of a way to fix pain, I guess... but oddly fitting for someone like you.''
Maya shot him something close to a pout, though the way her muscles twitched made it clear the expression was unfamiliar to her.
''Anyway.'' He shook his head slowly, moving his hands to her waist. ''Let's get out of here before we prune.''
The Heavy Cruiser murmured an agreement, reluctantly climbing off of him and stepping out the bath – grabbing one of the available towels and slowly drying herself off, a little bit more life to her movements; her expression more alive.
He smiled at that, climbing out of the bath after her and selecting a towel of his own.
…
A little over twenty minutes passed, the two drying themselves off before they sat in his room, listening to the sounds of the rain in peaceful quiet – a situation he didn't think possible with Maya.
Now, as the day drew to a close and their prior tiredness returning, the two slipped under the covers of his bed. Given her clothes were still soaking wet Maya merely chose to go naked, rationalising that he had seen her nude more times than she could count, so sleeping with him in the nude wasn't anything too embarrassing. Despite those words, her cheeks retained a rosy tint.
Pulling the covers up to their shoulders, the Commander looked over at his companion. ''G'night, Maya.''
''Night...'' Maya murmured with a faint smile, her rosy cheeks darkening a shade. ''And Commander... I... erm...''
Noticing her hesitation, he reached out and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close – and planted a light kiss on her forehead. ''Love you.''
Maya flushed, a hesitant smile crossing her lips.
''I... I love you too... Commander...''
With the rain as their lullaby, sleep caught them easily – drifting off in each other's arms within minutes.
[END]