A/N: Bit on the shorter side this one is, perhaps due to the lack of foreplay, but I hope you enjoy all the same~

Sparring In More Ways Than One

Sparring wasn't an unusual thing for the Commander.

What he lacked in superhuman strength to fight against the Sirens he made up for with his intellect and tactical prowess – but he didn't neglect his body either. Though he'd never really get the chance to use it against the Sirens the movements were therapeutic and kept his mind sharp, and the reflexes of his subordinates even sharper.

As such it was common to see him in the Sakura Empire's training hall, sparring hand-to-hand with everything from Destroyers to Battleships. He didn't have to hold back due to their durability whilst they were skilled enough to know their own strength, never simply overwhelming him with pure power nor hurting him with it. It often led to interesting scenarios where the likes of Ise or Hyuuga found themselves flattened against the floor while he pinned them down, victorious; often just encouraging the woman in question to challenge him to another round.

Thankfully, some were more willing to accept defeat than others.

''Hah!''

The Commander smiled tightly, raising his forearms and blocking the punch that went for his face, pushing the associated arm to one side and retaliating with a quick flurry of jabs, one leading into the next in a perfect chain with no openings. His opponent tilted and ducked at the perfect times to dodge though, putting her Destroyer-class speed to utmost use to avoid every single hit.

Ayanami hopped back the moment his assault waned, panting and sweaty, but with a determined glint in her eyes. Dressed in a pair of black short-shorts and a matching sports bra plenty of skin was on display, from her taut stomach to her lithe legs. She noticed him staring and her eyes narrowed, tempting the Commander to smirk and beckon her close with two fingers, daring her to.

A dare Ayanami accepted.

''Hn-!''

With a grunt she closed the distance and twisted on her heel, lashing out with a roundhouse kick that went over his head as he ducked. He grabbed her leg as it passed and tilted her momentum just enough to unbalance her, following up with a palm-strike to her ribs that knocked the air out of her – before grabbing her ass and hauling her over his shoulder, shouting with exertion as he tossed her to the floor.

Ayanami grunted as she hit the ground flat, the air temporarily knocked out of her, but before she could stand up he put a foot on her chest. She grabbed it and made a token effort to remove his foot, but when it was clear she couldn't do so without using her superhuman strength, she let her arms fall to her sides.

''I give up.'' Ayanami sighed.

''Heh. Not bad.'' The Commander grinned down at his sparring partner. ''Your reflexes are a lot better now than before; you're not just relying on pure speed anymore.''

''Mm. You taught me well.'' Ayanami agreed, her cheeks tinting pink. ''And um... could you remove your foot now?''

With a wry smirk the Commander complied, offering Ayanami a hand and pulling her to her feet, watching her rub her bust a little where his foot was pressed. She shot him a pout and he replied with a wink, earning an exasperated sigh from his partner as she led him off of the training field. At this time of night there was nobody else around, all the usual suspects out on sorties for a change and leaving the whole place empty.

Grabbing the few items they'd brought with them they went through the double doors back into the dormitory proper, the air cool against their sweaty skin. Without a word Ayanami led him down the corridor and up to the second floor where her room was, their breathing the only real sound aside from some chatter on the ground floor, and perhaps as such neither ran into anyone as they reached her room. The door clicked open with a twist of her key and she led him in without protest, both familiar enough with one another that she didn't mind him using her shower to freshen up.

Paying her room only a passing glance he followed Ayanami into her en-suite bathroom, the quaint little room tiled and with a dark cream-coloured floor, a sink at the far wall and a toilet to the left, leaving the shower to the right. A shower which soon hissed to life as Ayanami toyed with the knobs, cold water swiftly turning into blissfully-hot water.

Ayanami glanced back at him then, cheeks tinting red as she put her back to him. ''Don't peek.''

''We'll be sharing a shower together.'' The Commander chuckled, pulling his shirt over his head. ''Hardly new, either.''

Ayanami made a sound of embarrassed acknowledgement but kept her back to him all the same, fingers hooking under her sports bra before hauling it over her head and tossing it to one side. She bent forwards a moment later, pushing both her shorts and plain grey panties down her legs and off her ankles, leaving her utterly naked before him. Even with her back to him he could already sample her shapely behind and toned back, her muscles hidden by her soft skin but becoming apparent when she tensed.

And when she turned to face him he could admire her even more, his lustful eyes wandering over her smooth belly and tracing her groin down to her pussy, lips smooth and just begging to be touched. He resisted though, letting his gaze slowly wander up to her medium-sized bust and then to her face, flashing her a cheeky smile when she blushed. Even after all they'd done together it was always endearing to see Ayanami get so flustered, especially over such minor things.

Brushing aside the thought he gestured for her to get in, and when she did he followed.

Contrary to his desires he kept his hands to himself, simply squirting some shower gel into his palm, lathering it up and washing himself – just the basics and mostly to wash off the uncomfortable amount of sweat that clung to him after an hour of sparring. Ayanami did the same, but unlike his more bold stares only peeked back at him. Or more specifically, at his rock-hard cock.

''It's 'hard' to keep it down when I'm with you.'' The Commander quipped mirthfully.

''...that's a terrible pun.''

''Don't be so 'stiff'?''

''Better, but still subpar.''

The Commander just chuckled, caressing her hips and turning Ayanami to face him, allowing him to press his body up against hers. With the slight height difference between them his cock pushed up against her groin, erection unignorable in that moment and bringing a dark blush to the Destroyer's cheeks, her eyes demure as they met his own mischievous ones.

''Why don't we do some more... intimate sparring?'' He suggested, sliding his right hand up and groping her breast.

Ayanami tried to look annoyed at the innuendo but the blush on her cheeks told of her real thoughts, and with a demure nod she complied. Glancing behind himself the Commander left the shower first and plucked a towel from the rack, and the moment Ayanami left the shower he wrapped it around them both, draping it over their shoulders and leaving them in a cocoon of beige, shading Ayanami from the lightbulb overhead and emphasising her slender figure to him, everything bared. It also served as a handy excuse to pull their bodies together, her groin pushing against his dick as he 'dried' her back and ass, the towel loosening as he rubbed it over her collarbone and then down between her breasts, wiping away just enough water that it wouldn't drip.

When it was done Ayanami slipped from his grip, a tad shy as she fled back to the bedroom. He followed, drying his body off as he went before tossing the damp towel to the floor and catching Ayanami just as she entered her bedroom, smiling mirthfully as he spun her around to face him – and then claimed her lips in a kiss. The Destroyer blushed scarlet, the heat creeping up her cheeks as he pushed her up against the nearest wall, both of his hands going down to her ass.

Ayanami took the hint and stood up on her tiptoes, cheeks aflame as she reached down and guided his cock-head to her pussy lips, the tip sliding along her slit once, twice, thrice.

And then the tip went inside. The Commander let out a deep, throaty moan as he slid into heaven, her tight tunnel clamping around his cock as he eased himself in deep – aroused to find that she was already wet, easing him in practically up to the hilt. The fact they were doing it standing face-to-face only made it so much lewder, his cock twitching inside of Ayanami and making her moan under her breath, the gentle, trembling sound music to his ears.

''Mn, you're so tight...'' The Commander breathed against her lips. ''Relax a little.''

''C-Can't...'' Ayanami panted back.

He smiled, leaning in and rubbing his nose against hers. ''I'll cum soon if you don't~''

''Is that... supposed to be a threat...?''

The Commander just chuckled playfully and claimed her lips in a kiss, making Ayanami utterly melt against him; moaning as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He held onto her nice ass tighter; fingers sinking into her plush rear and thrusting up into her snug pussy, his cock sliding into her like a key fitting in a lock, so perfect was their connection. A connection that only became more erotic as he picked up the pace, hilting himself in her harder and fucking moans from Ayanami's lips, the sounds trickling out constantly.

He broke off the kiss first, panting and leaning back as much as the position would allow – his right hand releasing her ass and grabbing her hip instead, keeping her steady as he pumped up into her. She wobbled slightly by virtue of balancing on her tiptoes but if anything that just fuelled his arousal, the risk of her stumbling and falling encouraging him to jam his dick up into her snug grip, groaning heatedly as he did so.

''C-Commander...''

Ayanami's murmur was his only warning before she pulled him into another kiss; a moan shared between them as he dropped his hand back to her ass, copping a feel of her perky behind and grazing his fingers down to the back of her thigh, admiring how soft her skin was and sinking his digits into it, feeling beads of water dribble down her rear and over his fingertips, just enticing him to grip her cheeks firmer, almost lifting her up as he jammed his cock into her.

The Destroyer responded with budding cries of pleasure, obviously doing her best to keep her voice down but struggling mightily; gasps turning into whines that spilled into cries, stifled only when he closed the distance and kissed her deeply. However his own moans were rising in volume, grunts turning guttural groans as he buried himself in her wet pussy, her walls clamping down on him so tightly he urge to just bust his load was so very, very tempting.

''Haah, Aya... gonna...!'' He gasped out, grabbing her hips and slamming up into her-

-and then faster than he anticipated he busted his load, groaning through gritted teeth as he unloaded spurt after spurt of his warmth into her; intimately feeling his cum race up his cock before he emptied it inside of her. Ayanami dug her nails into his upper-back and whimpered tightly, managing not to cum yet but clearly teetering on the edge, her breathing harsh and ragged as she held onto what little self-restraint she had.

The Commander couldn't have that. With a tight smile he shifted his hands to her thighs and pushed her back against the wall once more, letting it take the weight as he tucked her legs up – carrying the Destroyer. Ayanami blushed a mighty red but said nothing, her eyes locked onto his as he carried her over to the bed and sat down on the edge, prompting the Destroyer to bring her legs up and dig her heels into the sheets; sitting lotus-style.

And then without letting him pull out Ayanami started to ride him once more. Not even a minute had passed since his last orgasm yet he remained erect, and as such the slightest motion felt ten times as intense as it did before; forcing a slew of tight, gasping groans out of the Commander as he felt her hot, slippery walls grip his manhood, sliding herself up to the tip before hurriedly jamming herself back down.

''Mn! Nn! Ah! Hah!'' Ayanami exhaled harshly with every breath, expression cutely pinched as she jammed herself down.

The Commander reclined back on his hands, groaning through gritted teeth – the position allowing him to look at her pussy as she accepted his cock, his shaft sliding between her glistening lips and into her clenching vice, the sight only fuelling how damn lewd it felt. Her fluids oozed down his shaft and mixed with the cum he'd already poured inside of her, some of it sticking to his groin or dribbling down to his balls, yet that just made their carnal act so much spicier. As did the feeling of her sloppy wet insides clamping around him, an assortment of lewd squelches escaping their joined parts.

Naked as she was there was no shortage of viewing material either; lust in his eyes as he savoured her thighs and traced his gaze up to her chest, her breasts on the smaller side but still decently plump, tempting his right up to her breast. Ayanami moaned cutely as he groped her, her eyes half-lidded and her pink nipple erect as his thumb rubbed over it, the slightest stimulation making her pussy tighten around him nicely.

''Hah, haah...!'' Ayanami panted heavily, her insides squeezing him tightly. ''I-I'm... I'm almost...!''

The Commander grunted an acknowledgement, bucking his own hips now and fucking a cry of pleasure from Ayanami's lips – the sound sweet, sharp and oh so erotic. A groan spilled from his lips as he kept up the pace, pounding himself up into his lover's pussy and feeling her seize up, her knees jerking inwards as her end rapidly neared.

And then faster than he expected, Ayanami orgasmed. Eyes rolling back and screwing shut, her shoulders curling in and her nails pricking his knees; the sight was just as enthralling as the feeling of her slippery inner walls coil around his cock and squeeze him like the snuggest of vices, instantly pushing the Commander to his second orgasm – a shout of pure pleasure fleeing his throat. Cum erupted from his length and he poured it inside of her, nearly falling flat on his back as he held her sides with both hands, keeping Ayanami down so she could take all of his cum load; every hot spurt pouring into her depths.

A small eternity passed before he came down from his high, a moan of relief passing his lips. ''Mm... that's the stuff...''

Ayanami made a wordless groan in reply; panting heavily as she turned her gaze back down onto him. The Commander smirked, enduring the high sensitivity assaulting his cock as he sat up and grabbed her sides, holding her carefully and shifting them both onto the bed. It was hard, his arms weak and his cock aching from the pleasure, but he managed to lay her down flat on her back. A whisper into her ear conveyed to Ayanami what he wanted and she complied, red-faced as she closed her legs as much as possible, his dick staying inside as he laid atop her.

It was a new position but one he was eager to try, and with a tight sigh he started to thrust – pulling out until the tip was just inside and hurriedly plunging back inside, moaning euphorically as he slid between her petals. Just thrusting was a challenge, his muscles wanting to seize up, but he pushed past the stiffness and stuffed his cock back into Ayanami's narrow pussy with gusto.

One thrust led into the next, slow at first but building speed as he got more confident, discovering that he quite liked the position even if it was a little awkward. With her legs practically together she felt tighter than she did before yet the cum inside her made every entry a slick, sloppy experience, her slick walls caressing his cock all over as he inserted it as deep as he could get it each time; his groin flush against her own.

''Mn, ah... Commander...'' Ayanami panted out, cupping his cheeks.

Then she pulled him down into a kiss. The Commander moaned into it, tilting his head slightly and deepening the kiss, his cock stuffed deep into her snug womanhood. With his body practically pressing down on hers Ayanami was squished into the sheets somewhat but the Destroyer clearly didn't mind, simply pulling him down into another heated kiss and moaning into his mouth.

Her hands left his cheeks and roamed over his back, nails lightly dragging across his skin and her palms flush against his muscles, pulling him down atop her and enticing him to slide one arm under her back, holding her close as he hurriedly pumped his cock into her, feeling her loins tighten when he rubbed a particular spot. The thought just made him blindly aim for that one spot, groaning heatedly as he pumped into her, feeling a third orgasm build within him.

''Mn, not gonna last long...'' The Commander puffed out between breaths.

Ayanami just hurriedly nodded, pulling him into another heated kiss – moaning against his lips as he pounded her harder, stirring up her wet insides and throbbing against her walls-

-and then at last he peaked, moaning in tandem with Ayanami as he busted his third and final load inside of the Destroyer – her clamping vice squeezing out the deluge of semen he poured into her.

''Ugh, fuck...'' The Commander groaned tightly, pumping every last bit of cum he could inside her – and a shudder travelled through him as his orgasm drew to a close, his balls squeezed dry. ''Ahh... really needed that today.''

''M-Mmhm...'' Ayanami moaned back, panting heavily.

The Commander merely smiled at that and climbed off of his partner, finally pulling out and making small talk with her – the two soon spooning beneath the covers and dozing for a while.

It wouldn't be the last time they ended in such a situation, after all.

[END]