A/N: You didn't think I'd pass on writing a Valentines fic for Allen, did you~?

Title courtesy of the fluff connoisseur as well, heh. Do enjoy~

Valentallen

It was a crisp spring morning, the Commander had to note.

The lingering remnants of winter could still be felt as he made his way through the command building– a nippy bit that tickled the cheeks and nose, growing fainter by the hour as the sun graced the base with its warmth. It was already mid-February, a startling thought, but more importantly today was Valentines Day. It was already shaping up to be a nice day for it; the skies clear with only a few clouds drifting across the bright blue canvas, a fresh bite to the air that could be warded off with some cosy clothes, and plenty of life in the nearby cities to indulge in.

The base too saw its fair share of romance. Though there were few men working in the base – their jobs taken over by Manjuu – many Ship-Girls had not-so-secret relationships off-base, often leaving early just so they could spend a day with their lover, whilst others spent it arm-in-arm with other Ship-Girls, either romantically or platonically. Akashi was already making a fortune off of selling chocolates and other gifts, he could tell.

Smiling wryly at the thought the Commander adjusted his cap slightly with one hand and grasped the handle of his office door with the other, pulling it open-

-and was greeted by the sight of a large stack of chocolates, slightly off to the right and wobbling in their grand height.

''...uhh...'' He blinked owlishly at the sight.

''Yeah.'' Came a flat, dry voice. ''The others came early to give you some chocolate. My dumb butt had to sort them all into a pile while you were seeing the sortie off.''

The Commander glanced over to the left then, a smile working its way across his face as he met the flat but amused eyes of Allen M. Sumner – his loyal secretary. With hands on her hips and her torso tipped forwards she struck an inviting figure, doubly so when she hopped back up to her feet and sauntered up to his side, about half-a-head shorter than him but with a peppiness in her step he could never hope to match, not as annoyed by the chocolate as she portrayed.

Smiling wryly at the Destroyer he glanced over the pile of chocolates – so high that the pile reached the ceiling, in fact. ''I don't think I'm going to be able to eat all of that before it melts in the summer. Wanna help?''

''Ehh... I'll probably get sick of chocolate before I get through even a few. Plus, it feels kinda bad, y'know? They're meant for you, not for me.'' Allen remarked.

''Perhaps, but it's better to be eaten and enjoyed than go off and thrown in the bin, right?'' He floated the idea.

Allen hummed a bit, tilting her head, before shrugging. ''Eh, you got me there. Not right now though; wait until like next week before you start lettin' me eat 'em.''

''So it takes you a week for your guilt to dissipate. Good to know.''

She snorted and whacked his arm lightly, the sleeve of her jacket dampening the impact. ''I just don't want 'em to spoil, that's all.''

The Commander chuckled at that and nodded, making his way over to his desk. Or he would have, had a hand not caught him by the sleeve and given him pause. Slightly surprised the Commander looked back at Allen – and was treated to the sight of a demure, almost flustered expression on her face as she held something out. A box, slim and as long as his hand with red heart-patterned wrapping paper, all of it topped with a golden bow.

''Here.'' Allen nudged it towards him. ''Here's mine.''

With a more tender smile the Commander accepted it in his left hand, turning to face her – and then in a rush of motion his right arm swept under her lower back and he leaned in, claiming her lips in a sudden, passionate kiss. Whether Allen was prepared for it or not was rendered null and void as she utterly melted into it, a cute moan rising out of her throat as she reciprocated; but there was no mistaking that she was the submissive one here, relinquishing herself to his passion as he drew the kiss out.

Then with a mutual exhale he pulled back from the kiss, grinning lightly. ''Love you.''

''L-Love you too.'' Allen stammered out, cheeks red. ''Mn~ Don't do that without any warning...''

Despite her words a slight, sheepish sort of smile came to her lips; her elation unmistakable. With a chuckle the Commander murmured an agreement and went over to his desk, opening his chocolates as he went and discovering them all to be handmade – plain milk chocolate done in heart shapes, birds or other basic cookie-cutter designs. However the simplicity of the chocolate was made all the more special with the knowledge that Allen had handmade them despite her lack of baking prowess; the fact she put the effort in was what made them lovely, not the design.

The taste too, he noted as he popped one into his mouth, was quite nice too.

''So! Um...'' Allen called out as she hopped after him, still flustered from the sudden kiss. ''We still doin' that after-work date, right?''

''Of course.'' The Commander agreed with a warm smile, swallowing the chocolate in his mouth before continuing. ''We don't have too much work to do either thanks to all those late-nighters we pulled last week.''

''Ugh, don't remind me. I felt like I could sleep for a week after that.'' Allen whined.

''But it did pay off, no?'' He teased.

''Mm, point~''

The Commander smiled ruefully at that, wandering over to his desk and opening it up, allowing him to take out a heart-shaped box of chocolates. Not handmade, if only because of his even more lacklustre baking skill, but the way Allen's face lit up as she accepted the box easily quelled any such worries he held. Doubly so when she immediately popped the lid open and popped them in her mouth one after the other.

With a gesture though the two of them got to work – sorting through the eternal piles of paperwork that awaited him, such was the fate of a commander.

X-x-X

Work, mercifully, ended without much incident.

As promised the moment it was over he and Allen departed for the town; waiting only long enough for him to change out of his white admiralty uniform into a more comfortable pair of grey cargo pants and a button-up shirt, a black fur-hood jacket thrown over his shoulders in case in got cold. Allen remained in her own outfit, comfy as it was, and so under the warm amber sunlight the two of them took the bus into town.

Whilst most people were having romantic dates or walks along the beach, though, the two of them opted for something less fanciful and more... suited to their tastes. Such as buying some limited-edition stickers from various stores while they still had them.

''Thank you, come again~''

''We will~! Thanks!''

With a chipper wave Allen skipped outside the quaint corner store, arm-in-arm with the Commander as he matched her pace with a smile. Amber sunlight spilled over the street around them, a slanted shadow coming from the corner of a building and hugging near the wall, allowing some small vestiges of snow to linger in the very corner. A slight wetness clung to the pavement as well but that did little to deter either of them from walking. Neither were the only ones on the street of course, plenty of other couples were going to and fro, but compared to the main streets and parks it was pleasantly quiet.

As a car drove by, thrumming as it slowed and turned the corner, the Commander turned his gaze down onto his date. With a paper bag full of stickers in one hand and a hot sausage roll in her other hand she looked adorable, doubly so when she looked up at him and made a questioning sound. In response the Commander just leaned down and kissed her cheek, wiping some crumbs from the corner of her mouth as he did so – earning a rosy blush from his lover and making her smile.

''You wanna go anywhere else?'' The Commander asked lightly.

Allen shook her head at that, waiting until she finished chewing before responding. ''Mph- ah, nah. You?''

''I'm good. Never really was one for elaborate dates.''

''Heh, me neither.'' Allen grinned. ''How long until the next bus gets here?''

''About five minutes I think.''

Allen chirped an acknowledgement, making small talk as they walked down to the bus-stop just at the end of the street. A few other people stood waiting, some idly chatting whilst Allen herself polished off her snack and wiped the crumbs off on her jacket. Barely a minute later the bus arrived and they all climbed aboard, getting their ticket and taking their seats at the back. Whether due to the time – just a little bit past six – or by chance the bus was fairly quiet, chugging its way down the street and allowing the Commander to watch the city pass them by.

Weight against his left side drew his attention, and a familiar fond smile crossed his face as Allen laid herself against him, head resting on his shoulder. She peeked up at him and winked playfully and he blew a little raspberry back; earning a quiet giggle from his lover in return. After a second she reached down into her paper bag and pulled out some chocolates – which, technically, they weren't supposed to eat on the bus... but as she pulled out several of the flat heart-shaped chocolates he leaned down and let her put it in his mouth, eating it as quietly as he could whilst she did the same, both of them snickering to themselves like the rebels they so clearly were.

And though their date was definitely on the more simplistic side, it suited them both just fine, in his opinion.

''Hey, think we should do some fancy valentines dinner when we get back?''

''Hm... nah, just something from the cafeteria is fine for me. You?''

''Same honestly, heh.''

The light laughter of the two trickled through the bus, bringing a wry smile to those that heard it.

…

It took a little under thirty minutes to get back to the base, and a further five to waltz through it back to his room in the command building.

''Haah~! Home sweet home~'' Allen sighed dramatically as she wandered through the front door, dropping her bag off by his window.

The Commander followed with an amused smile and mirthful glint in his eyes, shutting the door behind himself. The room provided to him on the third floor of the command building wasn't anything special, quaint but fitting; a square-shaped room with bits of furniture lining the walls, the dark oak contrasting the pale blue walls and fluffy dark navy carpet. With the window facing out towards the base and another, smaller window facing the ocean the room got a good amount of natural light; though by now the amber sunlight was starting to dim as the sun set, casting long shadows across the walls and floor.

He kept the curtains open for now though, hanging up his coat before meandering over to the bed and flopping down onto it, barely having the mind to take his shoes off as well. Laid flat on his stomach he just took a moment to breathe, listening to Allen as she rummaged around her bag of snacks and stickers, the slight suck of a sticker leaving the material audible before she pressed it into her coat, adding to her collection.

That was until the noise stopped – and then seconds later, Allen spoke up. ''Commander~''

Curiosity piqued the Commander shifted onto his side, discovering Allen was by his bedside and with a piece of chocolate in her mouth, twitching slightly as she smirked and wiggled her brows. With an amused twist to his own lips the Commander sat up and beckoned her close, his hand coming to settle on her nape as he pulled her in – before finally biting down on the chocolate, snapping it in two. A few smaller bits fell between them but they didn't concern themselves with that, simply munching on their respective bit of chocolate.

Then the moment the treat was out of the way the Commander pulled her down a second time, allowing their lips to connect in a kiss.

Allen mewled happily at that, snaking her arms around him and practically dragging herself onto his lap, her body warm against his and tempting his right hand down to her ass. Allen shivered at his touch but more out of arousal than any sort of discomfort, encouraging him to firmly grip her rear, pulling her against him as much as physics would allow – feeling her figure against his. Allen only helped with that, caressing his cheek with one hand as they continued to kiss, a little bit of tongue exchanging the taste of chocolate between them, the scent of each other fuelling their arousal.

Shuffling further back onto the bed the Commander got himself comfortable back against the pillows, his lips rarely leaving Allen's own and only to draw breath before they went straight back to kissing – the gentle smacking of their lips the only real noise in the room. Eventually though they drew apart for real, panting and gazing at one another with a mix of love and lust, simultaneously wanting to do nothing more than kiss each other senseless and also do something much more frisky.

Wordlessly the Commander dared to try the latter, his hands sliding up her sides. Allen put her lips together and whimpered, enticing him to move his hands up and around her to her back – finding the latches of her leotard. A firm tug was all it took to get them loose and Allen shifted her shoulders until they became so, her cheeks blossoming red as her tits were exposed – somewhat small but nice and shapely, a comfortable medium if he'd ever seen them. His palms cupped them from below with a lustful sort of reverence, sinking his fingers into them in a slow grope and coaxing a moan out of the Destroyer, her eyelashes fluttering shut.

''Nn... Commander...'' A light twitch curled her lips upwards. ''D'ya really like my boobs that much?''

''Definitely.'' Emphasising that he sat up just so he could plant two quick kisses upon her left tit, her flesh soft under his lips. ''I love them.''

Allen made a sheepish sort of laugh and petted his head, coaxing him back up and allowing their lips to reconnect in another slow, intimate kiss. He reciprocated wholeheartedly even as his hands continued to grope at her bust, stopping only when Allen wriggled herself out of his grip – his momentary confusion turning into dawning comprehension as the Destroyer got down on all fours in front of him, ass up and head down in his crotch – her teeth catching his zipper and pulling it down in a single smooth motion.

''Allen...'' He breathed out arousedly, wasting no time in shoving his pants down altogether, exposing his boxers.

They didn't last long either, tugged down by both of them at once and allowing his dick to spring out, standing at full mast for her. Even though she'd seen it many times before Allen still blushed a dainty pink at the sight of it, the heat in her cheeks not dimming in the slightest as she leaned down her, tongue flicking up the underside. Encouraged by the quiet grunt she teased out of him she did it again, her tongue taking small licks as she worked her way up his cock, making his shaft throb against her face from the stimulation.

Until soon she reached the head and took him into her mouth. The Commander let out a hiss of pure pleasure, warmth buzzing down his cock as his lover sensually sucked her way down before sliding her lips back up, the gentle friction of her lips against his shaft downright magical. The gentle suction, the gentle, pursing grip of her lips, the unadulterated warmth of her mouth – all of it was enough to drive him crazy. The fact she was on all fours only made it more hot because from his point of view he got a nice look up her back and at her perky behind; her hips swaying slightly as if to emphasise her rear.

''Mmph~ Mm~'' Tilting her head slightly Allen kept sucking him off, her tongue slithering around the shaft before flicking over the tip, lapping up the bead of pre-cum that oozed out the tip.

The Commander drew in a shuddering breath, expelling it out as a laboured moan a split-second later as she slurped up his shaft once more. He rested his hand on the back of her head but didn't push her down, just keeping his hand there and feeling her lips glide along his cock, the steady stream of sucks practically sapping his mind of thought. Doubly so when she reached down with her free hand and groped his balls, as if trying to squeeze his load out of him.

''Crap, Allen...'' He hissed out through gritted teeth.

Allen didn't respond verbally – mostly on account of having a mouth full of cock – but wiggled her brows saucily up at him instead, the cheeky sight tempting him to nudge her down slightly. Taking the hint Allen went deeper, her pink lips sliding down his length until she nearly reached the base, seamlessly slurping her way back up to the head a split-second later before going back down again. Though she never took him all the way to the base the temptation was there, the tingling warmth of the back of her throat.

Thus with a bit more insistent he pushed on her head, moaning tightly as he controlled her movements – not roughly, but imploringly, all but begging to feel her deep-throat him. Allen did her best but when the tip hit the back of her throat she had to pull back with a warbled cough, holding back a gag with some effort before going back to blowing hm; taking him in deep but not all the way. In lieu of that though she bathed his cock in her spit; her tongue caressing his shaft earnestly and slithering over his shaft as much as it could, teasing more tight moans from his throat.

''Nn... haah... Allen~'' The Commander groaned out shakily, pleasure aching up his shaft.

In response the Destroyer dutifully slurped his cock louder, her palms coming to rest on his thighs as she took him nearly up to the hilt in her mouth – leaving his shaft gleaming with her spit every time she slurped her way back up his cock. The constant motions combined with the erotic wet noises fuelled the Commander's lust to greater heights, his dick twitching between those slim pink lips of hers more and more.

Until soon he simply couldn't hold back, a rush shooting up his cock – before with a gasp he busted his load in her mouth. Allen made a surprised hum but didn't take her lips off of his cock; keeping them wrapped around the top-half of his dick instead whilst she jerked off the bottom-half, her curled fingers becoming sticky with her own spit as she swallowed his load. Her tongue flicked and pushed up against the underside constantly, sending sharp waves of pleasure through him and leaving him able to do naught but cum; a strangled sort of grunt escaping him.

Then with a hum Allen slurped her lips up to the tip and popped them off, stroking him off a few more times before licking the tip clean of cum. ''Mlph... bit salty.''

The Commander just chuckled in breathless amusement, earning a giggle from Allen herself as she leaned up on her knees, pride in her eyes. Had he not been so out-of-breath the Commander might've quipped about her not-sucking at sucking, but at it was he just settled for a head pat, one that Allen leaned into with a giggle.

However one look at her eyes told him she wasn't content with just giving him a blowjob. A fact made apparent as the Destroyer unclipped her leotard and wriggled it down her slender body – making a show of it as she turned her back to him and bent over, emphasising her nice rear as the material came down over her thighs, her slit wet and needy already. The sight almost tempted him to get up and behind her but Allen had a different idea in mind, climbing atop him with a cheeky sort of grin and baring her slender body to him unashamedly; allowing him to soak in the sight of her slender figure and smooth, needy slit as much as he pleased.

Such lewd thoughts were pushed to the back of his mind though as Allen reached down, one hand grasping his cock and lining him up with her pussy, the tip rubbing her delicate petals several times and forcing a tight moan out of him – the slippery, ticklish feeling pleasurable in its own right. Allen let out a little moan of her own and teased them both a little more, her hips soon lowering and letting just the head enter her warmth, the drooling heat of her womanhood so very near and alluring.

And then without warning Allen dropped herself down his cock.

''Mn~!'' Allen threw her head back with a stifled, yet pleasure-filled moan. ''I-It's in~''

The Commander let out a strangled sort of moan of acknowledgement, his hands darting to her sides and holding her still, giving him at least a second or two to adjust to the loving, wet grip she had on his cock, her pussy as hot as a furnace as it clamped down on his sensitive shaft. He wasn't in all the way and he made sure to fix that; slowly pulling his lover down inch by inch and making Allen whimper with pleasure as she was filled up, her insides quivering from the slow, firm friction.

Until soon he was balls-deep in her. Both of them moaned in unison, their breathing heavy and laboured as they just took a moment to catch their breath, but a moment was all they gave one another before they started to move – her hips lifting up before quickly jerking back down, stuffing herself with his aching cock. The Commander let out a hiss at that and shifted his palms down to her hips, helping her with the motion and smoothing it out, a slight rhythm building between them as she rolled her hips.

''Ah, ah, haah...'' Allen panted out, hands hanging limp by her side. ''Nn~ Commander, it's reachin' real deep~''

Rather than reply with words he did so by bucking his hips up, thrusting himself into her drooling grip and fucking a yelp out of Allen. With burning cheeks she blew a raspberry down at him, the sound trailing off into a cute grunt when he did it again, stuffing her clingy pussy to the brim and leaving head lolling back with pleasure. She was quick to pay him back however; planting herself down and grinding herself back-and-forth on his cock, the motion easily coaxing a groan out of him as she felt her hot insides smother his dick.

His hands soon shifted too, his left remaining on her hip whilst his right slid up to her chest, grabbing greedy handfuls of her left tit and coaxing a mewl out of Allen M. Sumner, her loins tightening around him in response. Puffing out a breath the Destroyer leaned forwards more, both hands on his shoulders as she smacked herself down onto his cock, her back arching as he ran his hand along it and groped her shapely behind, helping pull her down on him.

Then in a flash Allen darted down, connecting their lips in a kiss. The Commander groaned into it, shifting both hands to her waist as he reciprocated the kiss – the quiet smacking of their lips and soon the mingling of their tongues lost amidst the sound of clapping flesh, his cock buried up into her tight, needy pussy without relent, his shaft practically sliding inside of her with how wet she was.

An idea came to him then, bringing a smirk to his lips – and the moment they broke off the kiss he turned, flipping them over.

''Mn-?!'' Allen grunted in surprise, eyes wide as she found herself on her back, his cock still nice and deep in her. ''Hey! I was- nn~!''

Any complaints died a swift death as the Commander kissed her; her shoulders relaxing and a smile coming to her lips as she snaked her arms around his shoulder, encouraging him to start moving once more – strong, quick thrusts pumping him between her glistening-wet pussy lips, the tip bumping up against her innermost parts. The Destroyer mewled at the pleasurable sensation and rolled her hips as best she was able, almost grinding her loins against his own and getting as much friction, as much pleasure, out of their union as possible.

Breaking off the kiss the Commander buried his face into her neck instead, peppering kisses across her flesh and relishing all the throat moans he coaxed out of his partner, his body pressing down against her own as he kept hammering her pussy – the raw slaps of flesh echoing out and rapidly nearing their crescendo, his pulsating shaft buried between her hot, clenching walls without relent. Allen's nails dug into his shirt and her cries rose in pitch, her slender figure pressed into the sheets as he railed her like a beast.

''C-Commander!'' Allen cried out, legs wrapping around him-

-and then with a spasm, she climaxed. The Commander didn't last more than a few seconds before he too reached his peak; burying himself up to the hilt inside of her and emptying his balls within her – thick, profuse spurts of semen splattering across her walls and utterly stuffing her womb, aided by several more quick, rough thrusts that fucked a squeal out of Allen's lips. Lips that the Commander suddenly claimed in a kiss, muffling their mutual moans as they went at it.

Their stamina was short-lived though, fizzling out as their orgasms waned, and with a mutual moan they broke off the kiss and practically went slack, him atop her. Their heavy breathing was the only real sound for a long minute, interspersed with groans as it was, until eventually the Commander found the strength to prop himself up on his arms.

''Mn, no~'' Allen whined, pawing at his shoulders. ''I wanna cuddle some more~''

The Commander chuckled ruefully, kissing her nose. ''Why don't we do it the other way around?''

Allen pouted, but after a second seemed to come around to it. ''Fine. Just be gentle, ya got it?''

''Of course.'' Another kiss to her nose made her blush.

However after a second Allen managed to shake off her embarrassment and squirmed over onto her stomach, lifting her hips at his request and allowing him to slide a spare pillow under her, propping her rear up. That done the Commander laid himself atop her, her body warm against his own as he smothered her, his hand guiding himself down not to her pussy but a little higher up – and with a slow, pleasure-filled hiss the Commander pushed into her asshole.

''N-Nn...!'' Allen shuddered under him, moaning as he sunk deeper into her other, less used hole. ''Feels weird without lube...''

''Does it hurt?''

''Nah. Just weird- mn!'' A shudder spasmed through her as he pushed in deeper, her asshole clenching around his sizeable shaft. ''C'mon, start movin'.''

With a grunt of agreement the Commander obliged, rocking his hips and pumping into her ass with vigour, the sound of their flesh smacking together ringing out as he clapped her ass. Doing it prone-bone wasn't entirely new but it still had an endearing novelty to it, doubly so when he was practically hugging her from behind – his body pressing down on hers as much as possible and making Allen mewl in delight.

The Destroyer stuck her hands out then before her and without missing a beat the Commander laid his hands over them, his fingers interlocking with hers; squeezing them as he kept jerking his hips forth and sheathing himself in her ass, his moans brushing past her right ear repeatedly. As if in response Allen twisted her head back as much as she could, leaning back enough that their lips could connect in a heated over-the-shoulder kiss, both of them moaning into it as he kept stuffing himself inside her.

''Ugh- guh- mn~'' Hot, laboured moans jumped from her lips with every thrust until she eventually had to break off the kiss, letting loose a whimper of pleasure as she felt him stuff her tight ass.

The Commander for his part struggled to keep his own voice down, and in the end stopped trying altogether – letting loose a string of moans and grunts as he jammed himself into her tight hole. Just feeling her tight grip was intense enough but the sounds she was letting out made it all the more erotic for him, encouraging him to pound Allen's ass with a fervour he hadn't felt in a while, pleasure surging along his cock in waves every time her insides clamped down on his shaft.

Groaning into her ear the Commander soon rested his chin atop her head, the slight height difference between them allowing it. Allen just mewled and daringly pushed her ass up against his groin, taking his cock balls-deep in in her ass without hesitation and only serving to encourage him further – the echoing slap of flesh preluding the ripple that travelled over her skin, the sight only glimpsed by the Commander himself before he returned his focus onto Allen herself.

''Nn... I don't think I'll last long.'' The Commander exhaled, pushing his face into her hair. ''I'm gonna cum in your ass...''

''Don't say that, it's embarrassing~'' Allen moaned out, but the way her asshole tightened around his shaft did little to dissuade him.

Quite the contrary, in fact. ''It's so tight... it feels like you're trying to make me bust as soon as possible...''

The raven-haired Destroyer responded with a wordless moan, prompting him to slip his right hand out of hers and instead shove it down her front – and soon he earned a squeal from his lover as he found her clit. With her hips propped up by a pillow he could rub and flick at her clit with ease, teasing the little bundle of nerves relentlessly and coaxing out all manner of moans from the Destroyer, her insides clenching and unclenching repeatedly as he pounded her raw.

Doing it anal wasn't new but the novelty of it remained, and feeling her insides become so incredibly tight was indescribably intense – forcing waves of pleasure up his shaft again and again until he was slamming himself into her rear as hard and fast as physically possible, fucking squeals of pleasure out of Allen as they both neared their highs, pleasure drawing their muscles taut-

-and then with a sharp, husky grunt the Commander busted his load in her ass; sheathing himself inside with a single long, hard thrust. A gasp was fucked from Allen's lips; her lithe form spasming under his as her orgasm took her voice and left her convulsing in silent ecstasy, every clench of her insides coaxing out another gush of cum that splattered deep in her ass, not a drop escaping her tight grip.

Not until he pulled out several seconds later, allowing a small dribble to leak out – both holes now thoroughly fucked.

''Mmn~'' Allen groaned as she relaxed against the bed, not protesting when he slumped atop her like a warm blanket. ''So good...''

He kissed her on the cheek. ''You like?''

''A bit.'' Allen blushed as she spoke, burying her face into the sheets – shivering when he kissed her on the neck in response. ''Mm... maybe just do it in my p-pussy in future.''

''Heh, I like it when you try and say dirty words.''

''C-Commander~''

A bundle of kisses quelled any whines from his lover, though all it did in truth was lure them into another heated make-out session.

Not that either were complaining, of course.

[END]