The Legends Still Live On
Bogen Neunzehn-komma-ein: Extras Fünf und Sechs
Kapitel Sechs: Es ist zäh!
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It was getting later in the evening aboard the Zuikaku. The moon was already coming up from the east just as the sun went down in the west. Night had come, and it was only going to get darker.
Within the apartment of Ooarai's two Arts of Warfare commanders, the two Germans were winding down. Currently, both were in the shower together washing away the day's grime that had accumulated on them both.
While scrubbing herself, Miho noticed how most of the water dripping down Erich's body had a noticeably darker tinge to it, and she grew a relatively curious look about it. 'I wonder what he was doing that got him that dirty…' she thought to herself.
Erich could feel the light brunette's questioning gaze looking up and down his body. 'Huh… I wonder what she has that look for…' he wondered in his mind. "What is it?" he asked with a raised eyebrow as he momentarily halted his cleaning of self.
The light brunette girl blinked quickly and snapped out of her previous state of looking the blond-haired boy up and down. "Huh?" she asked in reaction as she looked to his face.
"What's got your eye?" Erich asked Miho. He then grew a slight teasing smirk. "You see something you like?"
Miho grew a blush on her cheeks at the implication, which was noticeable even while under the hot water of the shower. "No, no, not that," she shook her head with a bashful smile. She then took a breath to calm herself. "No. I was wondering why you've got so much black stuff running off your body." The light brunette girl also took notice of Erich's hair, particularly the locks just in front of the ear. They didn't extend very far at all, but she noticed that they were tainted black at the tips, and they correspondingly stood out greatly against his natural blonde hair. "And why is this part of your hair black?" Miho emphasized by trailing a hand along the left of Erich's head, along the lock of hair she had noted prior.
Erich looked a bit lost before he chose to find out for himself what the girl ahead of him was talking about. He put his hand atop the hand Miho was using to trail over his hair.
"Right here," the light brunette girl pointed out as she brought his hand with her own to the tip of the lock of hair just ahead of his left ear. "It's on both sides."
Erich took a feel of the hair he was guided to and found it to be much slicker than his hair normally was. He then lit up as he remembered what had caused that. "Ooooh, that," he recalled. He brought his hand down to his side and continued. "That came from when the engine in my 109 chose to let loose for no apparent reason." He shrugged. "Those things don't really have the most consistent record of reliability to them. Sometimes they work flawlessly, sometimes they blow up with no provocation."
"Ah, so that was what was making that godawful noise during practice then…" Miho determined from her own recollection of what happened. She then moved behind the blond-haired boy and started trying to clean up the offending hair locks. "Well… did it completely grenade itself or can some parts of it be salvaged?"
Erich held a thoughtful look as Miho tried to scrub his blackened hair tips. After a few seconds, he spoke up, "From what I could see of it and from experience, I don't hold high hopes for saving it. But Anton, Herz, Nathan, and David think they can find out what happened and what can be done, so I would expect Anton to give me the final verdict perhaps tomorrow."
"Uuuuuuugh…" Miho groaned for a bit at the undesirable thought of possibly having to ask Anzu to purchase an entire DB 605DC engine. It certainly wouldn't be had for cheap; aircraft piston engines were always quite expensive, easily the most expensive individual module of any aircraft excluding the airframe itself. They could at times eat up to about a third of the entire cost for a single-engine fighter aircraft. "Well, if push comes to shove and we have to buy an entirely new engine, do you think you can beg your brother to send one over at a reduced price?"
"Well…" Erich voiced his thoughts. Miho was still scrubbing his hair, but she grew a slight look of frustration when the hair tips refused to be cleaned of their black grime. "… Yeah, I guess we could ask Schwarzwaldspitze for one, considering we already get at least half of our war materiel from them." He then grew an amused look as he continued on in a tone of mock anger. "But I'm certainly not going to get on my knees and beg for an engine from my own brother. I'm not going to pay for that thing with my own pride."
Miho snorted and started giggling uncontrollably at the blond-haired ace's words. She leaned against his back with her arms wrapped around him to steady herself and not fall over from her laughter. "Nooooo, I would never make you do something like that!" she got out as she started to calm down. She took one look at his still-blackened hair tips and mentally huffed in frustration. 'Forget it, those aren't coming clean anytime soon,' she thought and chose to give up on cleaning them. They were simply too tough and resistant to her.
Afterwards, silence reigned in the shower stall, with only the sounds of water droplets impacting solid matter present. It was a calm and comforting silence for the two Germans to embrace. That is, until it registered in Miho's mind that they were both still as naked as they were at birth, and she chose to take advantage of the situation and start gently running her hands along Erich's body. She followed up with wrapping her arms around his chest, pressing her body against his back, and leaving kisses along his neck and collarbones.
"Mmm…" Erich moaned in delight at her touch as he closed his eyes and let his girlfriend have her way with him.
A bit later, the light brunette girl chose to move to be in front of the blond-haired boy, and she continued her assault of kisses on his body, moving from the lips to the cheek, and continuing on to the chest. She then came back up to his face, but moved her hands to trail down his sides. "How about you take me right here, right now?" she posed with a dangerously lusty tone as she rested her forehead against his.
"You just couldn't wait a few more minutes, could you?" Erich returned as he brought his own hands to her hips. He had a similar look of lust on his face as Miho did. "If this was a year ago, I would've questioned if you were the real Miho. And a year ago, I would've never believed you could be so up-front."
"Klappe zu und küss mich," Miho breathed out as she ran her hands through his hair.
The blond-haired ace heeded her demand, and he shut up and started kissing her as asked. It quickly grew very passionate as they fought for domination over the other, and they started feeling each other with their hands roaming over the other's body.
They both ended up taking a much longer shower than was normal for them, but it was not longer for the sake of cleaning each other. In fact, it was quite the opposite; after Miho's initiation, both fell into doing quite dirty acts with each other, as their various moans and screams of pleasure demonstrated. They had no sense of anything besides each other as they made the shower stall their own personal playground for the moment.
Of course, such filthiness would be a sin to uncover and expose to the world, but it's not like people were oblivious to these acts, either. Anyone who could hear them and had the necessary knowledge of that particular topic could easily deduce the most likely act they were doing. Any specific details of their doings, though, were left to the imagination.
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Part of Projekt Jägermeistern.
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