A/N: I was torn between naming this 'A Full Salvo of Love' and 'A Salvo Full of Love'. Went with the latter, since it rolled off the tongue better. Also, having to copy-paste umlaut'd letters is a pain.
Finally got around to writing Blucher too; took forever, my apologies for that. Need to work on getting new characters lewded sooner, I do.
That said, do enjoy~
A Salvo Full of Love
It wasn't often the Commander was lacking in work that needed done.
Even though the Sirens had been pushed away from the coasts work never stopped – repairs to ports needed done, sorties needed to be arranged and then rearranged when their expected opponents changed up their fleet composition, recon needed to be done and paperwork even more so – really, there was no shortage of things that needed done 24/7.
So it was something of a blessing then when several Ironblood Ship-Girls volunteered to do his work for him. Some of the most important stuff still needed his signage but the majority he could entrust to them – things like sortie reports, fleet sizes and so on, things that, as Ship-Girls, they'd have an innate knowledge and understanding of, arguably better than he himself. The kind gesture seemed to come out of nowhere... if it wasn't for the fact the Ironblood girls in question were Admiral Hipper, Prinz Eugen and Weser. All of whom 'happened' to be sisters with Blücher.
It should not be a surprise then that Blücher invited him to go on a private trip together. Such things weren't uncommon for the duo; even before they started dating Blücher insisted they go on dates and trips together, and it was perhaps that unfaltering kindness and sweetness that made him fall in love with her. A fact she always cheered about, much to his amusement. Apparently her way of seduction involved treating her crush like a lover from the moment they met.
It worked, if nothing else. He could attest to that.
The Commander shook his head slightly, an amused quirk to his lips. Around him the amicable chatter of Ship-Girls could be heard; some on patches of grass lounging, others going to-and-fro and some even preparing to sortie. His eyes though were straight ahead further down the seaside path, to one dock near the far end of the port where an Admiral Hipper-class hull bobbed on the calm waves, a head of blonde hair rushing about as she no doubt did some last-second checks for their picnic.
It was a nice day for it too. The wind was strong but cool, the sun warm but not hot, the skies mottled only by a handful of clouds and the sea relatively calm. Granted they could've taken a picnic inland on a hill or something, but Blücher insisted on doing one on her hull for a change, and he had to admit it was a very tempting prospect. Mainly because they'd have utter privacy, allowing them to lounge about without fear of being spied on from a distance.
''Sweetheart~'' He heard a distant call. No bonus points as to who. ''Come on, I'm ready!''
The Commander chuckled at that and waved at her, picking up into a light jog as he made his way over to the stairs and down onto the docks proper. The ramp was already lowered for him and Blücher waited on the railing, elbows on the edge and smile as bright as the sun itself. He returned it with a warm one of his own and ascended the ramp, the metal clanking under his boots and the picnic basket in his free hand bumping occasionally against the railing, before at last he crested the top and was on her deck.
He counted two seconds before Blücher closed the distance and practically tackled him in a hug. ''Darling! Are you ready to go now, huh huh~?''
''Of course.'' He pecked her on the forehead – watching her utterly melt with happiness at the simple act. ''Full steam ahead.''
''R-Right~!''
With a lurch her propellers went into action and they were off, the blonde chattering happily with him as they made their way to her bow.
X-x-X
Though humanity's oceans were still under threat of the Sirens, the hard work of Naval HQ and more importantly the Ship-Girls had quelled the threat enough for leisure cruises to be possible again.
He wasn't sure if riding aboard Blücher's hull counted as a 'leisure cruise', but for all intents and purposes it may as well have.
The Commander smiled wryly at the thought, leaning back against the barbette of her front turret. Under him laid the patterned white-red picnic blanket that Blücher had made herself, the material soft and comfy whilst her turret had been turned to the left, giving them something to lean back against and take the edge off of the Atlantic sea breeze.
An arrange of snacks laid out before them, the picnic basket just a few paces ahead of him whilst plates of fruit, sandwiches and all other sorts of finger-food laid out in a semi-circle, nibbled upon by them at their leisure. His attention though soon shifted over to Blücher herself, the bubbly blonde sat by his side with her back also to the barbette, a smile of content upon her lips.
''This is nice.'' Blücher remarked with a dreamy sigh.
''Mm.'' The Commander hummed an agreement. ''It's not often we get some peace and quiet.''
''Eh, peace and quiet is overrated~'' Blücher remarked with a giggle, leaning over and slumping against his side, smiling up at him. ''I like it when things are loud and exciting~''
''True, that's nice too I suppose.'' He conceded, kissing her forehead.
Blücher cooed at the affectionate gesture and leaned up, kissing him on the nose. He countered with a smooch to her chin. She went for his lips.
''Mm~'' Without losing her bright, innocent smile Blücher snared her arms around his neck and draped herself against him, lips pressing against his own lovingly.
The Commander reciprocated wholeheartedly, the kiss slow and drawn-out. They drew apart for air but moments later reignited the kiss, a little moan escaping Blücher as he held onto her lower back, keeping her flush against his side. The combined heat of their bodies kept the slight Atlantic chill at bay, aided by the warm sun shining down on them, just incentivising him to make out with her all the more. What started as a little kiss evolved into a full-blown make-out session and he was all for it, intoxicated by Blücher's sweetness.
Blücher was the first to draw back from the kiss, lips just a few inches from his own. ''Hehehe... hey, sweetheart, since we're alone out here, do you wanna...?''
She trailed off, cheeks coated in a crimson blush that made her look so very cute – and with a gentle kiss to her nose the Commander hummed an agreement. Slipping his left hand down he tangled his fingers with her own, the hand-holding making her shiver and giggle shyly, eyes on him as she rubbed her nose against his own, the affectionate little gesture preluding the kiss she gave him.
A kiss he returned. Their lips once more connected in a string of smooches, no tongue involved but just pure lip contact, yet it was enthralling nonetheless. He held her hand tighter and Blücher whined shyly into the kiss, pulling back long enough to pout before kissing him again, her other hand stroking the back of his head. He replied by sliding his right hand down to her ass, a little grope of her rear earning a muffled mewl from his girlfriend.
''You perv~'' Blücher breathed against his lips.
''Says the one that wants to do it.'' The Commander playfully countered.
The warm blush on her cheeks darkened but Blücher just giggled sheepishly, bumping her head with her knuckles. The Commander hummed and withdrew his hands and instead stroked her sides, the unspoken question not going unnoticed and earning an understanding hum from Blücher – before both her hands went to her jacket. The row of gold buttons were slowly undone, slipped through the hole one by one, popping her jacket open but mindfully holding it closed with her hands, denying him any peeks.
Until the last button came loose and Blücher winked, then pulled her top open. She didn't wear anything underneath it beyond her bra; the white material mostly plain and bereft of much lace or frills, innocent as they could be. Which he suspected was perhaps the intent; though Blücher wasn't as innocent as she portrayed, she liked to lean into that side of her and pretend to be.
Regardless, the sight of her rather large tits in a snug white bra was immensely arousing. She took after Eugen more than Hipper, that much was clear; her soft-looking boobs squished into the cups and pushed up by them. He glanced up, spotting Blücher's toothy grin and responded with a playful purr of his own – before he darted down. A squeal escaped Blücher as his lips peppered the top of her boobs with kisses, no teeth used or hickeys made but the ticklish smooches making her mewl all the same.
''A-Ah, darling~'' She caressed his head with one hand and undid her bra with the other. ''Hold on just a sec, please...''
He obliged, pulling back, and within a couple of seconds she got her bra unclipped and hurriedly pulled it off, keeping her top on – the red scarf around her neck helping with that. The Commander felt his pants grow tight as he admired her chest; soft, plump hills that made him immediately cup them, a gentle grope earning an equally-gentle moan from his lover, her smile bashful but so full of love it made him feel warm.
Blücher wanted to make him feel good too, though. A fact she made apparent as she reached down and caressed his crotch, toying with the zipper, and with a groan of agreement the Commander jerked his head in a nod. Giggling prettily Blücher shifted back a step and leaned down more, unbuckling his belt in seconds and unzipping his pants even faster; a slight tug of his boxers all that was needed to make his cock spring out into the open. He was already erect and Blücher blushed darkly at the sight, cutely-bashful as she poked his dick with a finger.
''It's so big...'' She whispered, more to herself than him.
''It's the same size as last time.'' The Commander remarked.
Blücher pouted up at him but returned her focus onto his dick all the same. Her dainty fingers curled around the base of the shaft and started to stroke; gliding their way up to the tip before pumping back down to the base, the tender stroke forcing a sigh of content out of him. Emboldened by the little noise Blücher continued, her wrist rolling as she pumped his cock, her thumb sliding up and over the head too and stimulating it, her nail gently grazing his tip but not hurting him.
Then she got her mouth involved, leaning in – and the Commander groaned sharply as she took him inside. Her lips, plump and cherry-red, pursed just under the crown of his cock and slid further down, a curious hum escaping his benevolent girlfriend as she sucked her way back up to the tip. She stayed there for less than a second before going back down again, bobbing her head back-and-forth with innocent sensuality.
Her tongue wasn't one to be left behind either. Slapping against the tip of his cock it slithered and slid over his girth, forcing a strained moan out of the Commander as it did a slow, sensual loop of his tip before flicking against the slit a few times, her saliva dribbling down his girth and leaving him throbbing against her pursed lips. Lips that curled up into a grin, but she didn't stop sucking him off despite that, bobbing her head faster now.
''A-Ah... Blücher, that feels amazing...'' The Commander encouraged her with a groan; reaching down and brushing her hair from her face. ''Keep sucking like that and I'll cum...''
The prospect of making him orgasm just emboldened her further, a delighted hum escaping Blücher – and the Commander groaned through pursed lips as she sucked extra hard on his cock. Foreplay wasn't new to them and oral certainly wasn't either; that fact acutely felt as Blücher's loving lips grazed up-and-down his cock, the slight tug of her lips setting his nerves afire and the wet warmth of her tongue sapping the air from his lungs, his eyes locked onto the cruiser as she sucked him off happily.
The fact her top was still unbuttoned only made it lewder; her sizeable, squishy boobs hanging a little as she sucked him off. Groaning needily the Commander slipped his right hand down and cupped her left tit, squishing and kneading it between his fingers before slapping it a little and making it jiggle. Blücher for her part just giggled around his cock, the vibrations making his muscles tense, before she took him even deeper than before.
He felt the tip nuzzle the back of her throat, brief as it was, but it still left him gritting his teeth and moaning through them. It felt so good the urge to cum bordered on irresistible, his balls aching for release as Blücher took him in deep over and over again, the slew of wet slurps escaping her mouth burning themselves into his memory. As did the look of love on her face, her chin becoming wet with her own spit as she so enthusiastically blew him, taking his pulsating member between her lips over and over again, pushing him to his limit.
''Hah, haah, Blücher, oh god Bluch... er...!''
His voice strained, his breath bundled in his throat – and then with a sharp grunt he came in her mouth. Blücher hummed happily, deep-throating him once more and staying there, her hot mouth enveloping his cock and her throat audibly gulping down his cum over and over again, every pronounced swallow sending shivers through the Commander.
Seconds passed, his euphoria slowly ebbed, and at last Blücher popped her lips off of his cock with a satisfied sigh. ''Mm, it's a bit bitter, but when it's you it tastes good, hehehe~''
The Commander blushed darkly at her earnest answer but managed a smile, reaching out and petting her head. ''Thanks.''
''Hehehe~'' Blücher preened under the praise, pushing herself into his hand like a dog getting pets.
They stayed like that for the better part of a minute, just enjoying the afterglow... before Blücher looked down at his dick, her cheeks gaining some heat. ''Sweetheart, could we... do it?''
He blinked, surprised. ''O-Oh. You sure?''
''Mm!'' Her merry hum was so full of love it was hard not to feel wanted, to feel warmed by her affection. ''I know we've held off on it for a bit, since we wanted it to be special, but... why not now?''
Out there alone, with no chances of being interrupted. ''...if you're up for it, I am.''
Blücher giggled giddily and nodded, shuffling back on her knees before laying back. Embarrassment crept up his throat as he was treated to a sight up her front, from her taut tummy to her sizeable breasts that shifted to the sides slightly, nipples barely hidden behind the fabric of her unbuttoned top. Her skirt soon came down her thighs though, one leg raised and kicking it off her heel and onto the deck next to him, leaving her lower half clad in just her white panties and black thigh-highs.
''Darling~'' Blücher called to him.
A call he couldn't refuse. Swallowing his embarrassment the Commander hooked his fingers into her panties and peeled them up her creamy thighs and off of her feet, his eyes drawn to her sex; smooth aside from a couple dark blonde hairs. Blücher made no move to cover herself up, cheeks aflame but a sweet, embarrassed smile on her face as she opened her legs for him, tempting him to slowly shuffle between them and lay down on top of her.
''Be gentle.'' Blücher whispered sweetly.
''I will be.'' He assured, kissing her on the nose.
Blücher cooed at that and relaxed, affection-filled eyes not leaving his as he rubbed his tip down her pussy and up once more, the slow strokes stimulating them both. She was already wet, her nectar clinging to his tip as he nuzzled her opening, her heat begging for him to claim her – and then at last he lined himself up and pushed forth, sinking into his girlfriend's wet, receptive pussy.
''Ah...'' Blücher tipped her head back slightly, lips ajar. ''Oh... i-it's really going in...''
The Commander groaned an agreement; palms on either side of her as he slowly, gently pushed himself between her wet petals, sinking into her tight pussy. The welcoming heat dared him to push in more and more, careful not to hurt her, but when barely a sound of pain escaped Blücher he kept going until most of his cock was within her snug, pleasurable grasp.
Only then did he start to pull back. He got barely halfway before he felt compelled to push right back in, groaning euphorically at how good it felt. Maybe it was because he was still sensitive from his last orgasm but being inside of Blücher felt downright heavenly, her pussy strangling his cock yet her wetness enabling him to easily slide inside of her, gradually meeting less and less resistance as she got used to the penetration.
''Nn... ah, darling, it doesn't hurt anymore.'' Blücher softly told him, smiling adoringly. ''Let's make lots of babies today, okay~?''
''You want me to finish inside?'' He murmured back, trying not to show how turned on her single sweet sentence made him.
She noticed, judging by her gentle giggle. ''Mmhm! Let's start our family right here – you can put a ring on my finger later, hehehe~''
The Commander responded by way of kissing her. Blücher moaned happily into it, hands lifting up and prompting him to hold them, his fingers sliding between hers as they held hands. He pushed them against the soft picnic blanket and only then started to move once more; a tight groan arising from the back of his throat as he pumped into Blücher's tight wet hole, her loins clinging to his shaft lovingly and squeezing so tightly, like she wanted his babies in her as soon as possible.
The thought just made him pump into her faster, moans turning into grunts as he got more into it – their flesh starting to slap together as he sheathed himself balls-deep inside of her sopping pussy, fucking all sorts of happy sounds out of Blücher. The blonde arched her back away from the picnic blanket, fingers digging between his knuckles as she let out an adorable whine of bliss, her thighs pressing against his hips but legs not wrapping around his waist – giving him the option of pulling out if he really wanted to.
As if to correct that he took her shins and helped wind them behind himself. With an overjoyed smile Blücher locked her heels behind his ass – and then cried out as he immediately started plunging into her faster than before, their flesh loudly smacking together and making her wails of bliss all the more jubilant, her head tossing this way and that as he buried his cock into her. Up until he closed the distance and kissed her, that is; her moans muffled as he made love to her on the deck of her hull, their loins connected and his shaft pulsating up against her innermost parts, soon to deliver his seed.
''Mn~! Yes! Yesh~!'' Blücher cried out happily, slurring her words slightly. ''I love you sweetheart, nn, I-I love y-you~!''
Their flesh rapidly collided, heat sweeping up his sensitive cock as her sopping insides clamped down him, her need apparent.
''I love you too, B-Blücher-!''
His tip kissed her cervix – and then at last he exploded inside of her, a torrential torrent of virile semen pouring inside of the Ironblood girl. Blücher squealed as she orgasmed, the sound stifled as he kissed her and held her down against the deck, her breasts squishing up against his chest as he impregnated her – their shuddering, squirming bodies flush together as he stayed balls-deep inside of her, a slow trickle of cum leaking out around his pulsating member.
Until with a low, drawn-out groan the Commander pulled out. The tip sprung free from her thoroughly-fucked hole and a moan tumbled from Blücher's lips, yet the dreamy smile on her face didn't wane one bit, utterly smitten with him. He found himself bewitched by the pure expression even as he reclined with his back against the barbette once more, panting and glancing all over her frame, from her heaving breasts to her glistening, leaking sex.
Thighs tensed as Blücher sat up, and with a cute whine of effort she sat upright and straddled him. The sudden closeness made the Commander blush but he didn't get the chance to speak before Blücher closed the distance and kissed him; plump lips sealing against his own and her arms winding around his nape, pushing her boobs against his collarbone. A shudder travelled up his spine and he settled his hands on her sides, holding her close as he felt her shift into position, her pussy rubbing up against his sensitive tip.
''Mwah...'' Pulling back from the kiss Blücher smiled lovingly at him, eyes warm. ''Again?''
''Again.'' He breathed back, reaching back and squeezing her right hand.
Blücher beamed at that and lifted herself up a little more, one hand reaching down to guide him in – and searing hotness swallowed his cock up as she descended onto his dick, an adorable whine tumbling from her lips as she impaled herself all the way down to the base. Nary a second later she bounced back up on her knees, the tip nearly slipping free of her snug hold before he impaled herself back down once more.
The Commander groaned in bliss, the cool metal of her barbette pleasant on his back as their loins heated up – the slick, sloppy squeeze of her pussy heaven around his dick. He could feel her insides coil tightly around him, the leftover fluids from their last round sticking to his dick and acting like lube for their carnal act, every roll of her hips or flex of her thighs bouncing her up before plunging her right back down, the searing friction of their loins sapping any words from their minds.
In place of language came a slew of gasping moans and sweet grunts; their lips mashing together once more. Blücher ensnared him in her arms, pushing herself against him with a needy moan and prompting him to slide his hands up her front, groping her bare breasts and flicking her nipples about with his thumbs, the sensation easily coaxing whines of bliss from his lover. Earnest in her desire to make him feel good Blücher planted herself down his cock and grinded herself back-and-forth, her whines rising into soft cries of pleasure when he jerked his hips up, stuffing his cock up into her quivering tunnel.
''M-Mmn~! It's reaching so deep~!'' Blücher moaned against his lips, her nails pricking his upper-back. ''M-Make sure to cum, nn, extra hard this time 'kay? I-I want twins! N-No, triplets!''
The idea fuelled the simmering need climbing his cock, the urge becoming so potent it was a miracle that he didn't bust right then and there – a strangled sort of moan fleeing the Commander's lips right before he dragged her into a kiss, lips fitting against her own in a passionate lip-lock. Blücher moaned into his mouth, tongue waging war with his own and her hips jerking her lithe form down onto him quicker, desperation coursing through her posture as she got his cock inside of her as quickly as physically possible.
However this far out on the ocean there was no need to fear being overheard – and so Blücher didn't, her cries echoing out across the water as she rode him frantically, her thighs trembling and stomach taut as she worked his dick, the sticky slap of their loins reaching its peak, the fiery need in his at a bursting point.
Then with a sharp squeal Blücher orgasmed, jerking and jolting as she jammed herself down onto his cock, her insides seizing around his dick and instantly pushing the Commander to his own climax, the tightening squeeze causing an eruption of cum to flood her womb – the tip kissing her cervix as he came, spurt after spurt of baby-making seed pouring into her depths. Blücher grinded herself down on his dick with an adorable whimper, clenching around him as if trying to increase her chances of being knocked up.
''Nnaah~'' Blücher moaned happily, rocking her hips a little more before finally slumping against him. ''Darling, I wuv you lots...''
The Commander chuckled breathlessly, petting her lower back. ''I love you too, dear...''
A giggle answered him, the cruiser cuddling in as they enjoyed the moment.
Already drawing up plans for what the baby's room would look like.
[END]