A/N: I wasn't totally sold on Owari when I first saw her debut, but after listening to her voice lines and finding her to be quite a sweetheart, I've grown fond of her. I was originally going to do Hatsuzuki first too, but since she's the 0.5% drop I wasn't able to get her (even after burning 200 rolls for her specifically), so expect her lewd a little later.
Although on the note of gacha, I got the other three in the first 30 rolls, but alas the one I wanted the most didn't show up. Literally got enough Owari's and Unzen's to limit break both twice over, and enough Natori's to limit break her thrice over, but no sign of Hatsuzuki. A shame.
That aside, I do hope you enjoy this lewd~
It's Fine To Relax, You Know?
One of the downsides of being a commander was that time-off was a rare occurrence.
Predominately due to the war, of course. There were very few opportunities where humanity could afford to relax but never a chance where it could lower its guard, not with the Sirens pushed back only for the time being – but Naval HQ clearly decided that for his well-being he was not asked but ordered to take some vacation time away from work, and his subordinates were all too happy to aid in that endeavour.
Thus with some measure of reluctance the Commander obliged, and two days later had a bunch of his subordinates picked out – ostensibly to 'escort and protect' him but practically just to enjoy some vacation time too. Arguably it was their presence that convinced him to take a proper vacation; if he went alone or just with one or two of his girls he'd probably find himself doing work anyway. At least with a party this big he'd have no chances to ponder paperwork between fending off Destroyers demanding he pay attention to them or cruisers challenging him to a game of volleyball, which would totally not be one-sided.
'I'd rather not get my face dunked in the sand again, thank you very much...'
The idle thought brought an entertained smile to his lips, small and wry as it was. Warm air tickled his skin as he stepped out of the bathroom, idly tugging on the dog tags dangling around his neck – a little gift from Hornet before they left. The metal felt cool against his skin despite the sweltering temperatures and he smiled fondled as he let the tags jingle together, his eyes sweeping over the beige-coloured hallway before making his way to the back door.
It was open, a light nudge all that was needed to open it fully. The sunlight beyond blinded him for several seconds until his eyes adapted to the harsh glare of the sunshine, the only mercy being that a cloud that was steadily shifting to cover it up. When his eyes adjusted he found himself staring not at the modest garden his home had, nor the quaint interior of his bed room – but at the lavish back garden of their rented holiday home. Surrounded by a ten-foot hedge and with a large hourglass-shaped pool that glittered under the afternoon sun it was a beautiful sight, from the stone patio that led onto the lush grass, to a barbecue tucked away at the back corner of the garden and prepared to be used for dinner – it was the sort of place you only saw in high-end hotels. Only they got it all to themselves, on the HQ's dime at that.
And currently in the pool was none other than Owari.
The mocha-skinned beauty was reclined atop a float in the pool, eyes shut and body utterly relaxed. She looked stunning, her long legs folded over one another as she dozed, her long hair spilling across the couch-like float and with a dangerously skimpy swimsuit hugging her frame, as if to maximise how much skin she showed without being overtly flashy. Though given Hornet's swimsuit wasn't much better, he supposed Owari wasn't straying too far from the pack.
As if sensing his gaze then her eyes fluttered open, flickering over to him. ''Hm? Ah, did you finally decide to c'mon out, Commander?''
''Yeah.'' He agreed, tugging idly on his dark swimming trunks. ''Wasn't really feeling up to going to the beach yet; I'll let the girls have their fun without me.''
''Aw, but Hornet was raving 'bout you and her riding on her jet ski.'' Owari noted with a pout.
''Yeah, that's one of the main reasons I'm not going to the beach. At least not without Enterprise there for protection.'' He deadpanned. ''Have you seen her drive that thing?''
''Of course I have! She's a total natural!''
''She threw herself over the front when she tried to turn.''
''Meh.'' Owari waved a hand, grinning at him. ''Details, details~ No need to focus on that stuff, Commander. Besides! You're here to relax. Ain't no harm in a little fun, right?''
''Perhaps your definition of fun is different from mine.'' He chuckled ruefully.
Owari giggled in turn, shifting over onto her back whilst he sat down on the edge of the pool, soaking his feet. It was just the pair of them in the back garden, the others all understandably heading to the beach, whether to hang out or to catch some sun. In a few hours though the miniature fleet would gather back here and they'd have a proper feast, primarily of barbecue but also some stir-fried stuff made by Owari and others – it was set up to be a fun evening.
''What'cha thinkin' of my float, by the ways?'' Owari called out to him then, tilting her head at him with a grin upon her lips. ''Totally rocks, right?''
It was hard to look at the float without looking at Owari herself, especially as her swimsuit sagged a bit too much and risked flashing him – but he managed. ''It's pretty neat. Is that why you brought so many suitcases?''
''Yup. Had to assemble this thing by hand, though I got a hand from New Jersey. Girl certainly knows how to work a tool, gotta give her that.'' Owari chirped.
Alas her words inspired a different kind of implication in his mind, warmth colouring his cheeks – and Owari noticed. ''Eh~? Did'ya think I was talkin' 'bout some other kinda tool, Commander~?''
He coughed into a fist. ''Of course not.''
''Sure sure.'' Owari didn't lose her grin, though there was no malice to it – just good-natured cheekiness. ''Relax though, your secret's safe with me~''
''There isn't a secret to keep Owari.''
''Oh~? So you'd be fine with me goin' up to NJ and tellin' her-''
''On second thought, keep it to yourself, please.''
Owari just snickered and sat up. ''Only if you stop being so tense. I mean seriously, we're on vacation! Loosen up them shoulders Commander.''
The Commander smiled wryly. ''It isn't as easy as that. I'm trying though.''
''Hrn, guess I can't ask for more than that.'' Owari replied, sitting up. ''C'mon, how 'bout you come sit over here with me?''
''Er, I don't think your float can support both of us.''
''Of course it can! Said on the manual it holds up to five people tops.'' Owari assured, beckoning him with a hand. ''C'mon!''
With a sigh the Commander obliged, doing his best not to let his embarrassment show as he stepped into the water. The pool was shallow at his end so he had no problems with simply wading his way over to her, the cream-coloured float bobbing slightly as Owari shuffled to one side and petted the spot to her right, and with some effort the Commander hoisted himself onto the craft. It wobbled dangerously for a second but Owari caught him by the arm before he could think about stepping off it, the gentle grin on her face simultaneously embarrassing and encouraging – until with a grunt and shift, he finally climbed onto the float.
''Damn this feels weird...'' The Commander muttered under his breath, feeling the float wobble when he shifted. ''Is it normally like this?''
''Duh, of course it is. It floats on water after all, it's not gonna be totally stable.'' Owari casually fired back, reclining once more into raised back of the float. ''Personally it feels more like I'm floating on clouds, y'know? It's nice. Relaxing.''
Humming at that he daringly laid back with her, adjusting the couple of pillows on the float so they didn't get knocked off – but Owari was one step ahead of him, taking the pillows and tucking them deliberately behind him.
''Don't worry, they're waterproof. I've dunked them underwater and they were barely wet.'' Owari assured with a grin. ''Plus, if you arrange them like this it's like yer in a nice cosy bed.''
Of course it also meant he was left facing her, unable to put his back to her, not that he would given she'd invited him onto her float. Still the Commander blushed, something that Owari easily noticed and snickered at, but otherwise she didn't tease him over it. Instead she just laid with him, eyes closing and humming a light tune, the distant cheers and shouts of the other Ship-Girls at the beach audible and forming a pleasant background track.
''...it is nice.'' He admitted after a long minute.
''Heehee, told ya.'' Owari opened her eyes. ''See what I mean though? It'd good to relax. Besides, I don't think anyone's gonna kill ya if you enjoy a little naptime with me... you down, Commander?''
''I suppose a nap wouldn't hurt, though I'm not really the sort to nap.'' He admitted.
''That's fine.'' Owari shrugged off easily. ''Then we can just chat. Not gotten to catch up with ya for a while, what with work 'n all.''
The Commander hummed an agreement. ''I suppose. By the way Suruga was supposed to be coming along, wasn't she?''
''Yeah.'' Owari sighed. ''Girl got cold feet last second. Kii tried to convince her but Suruga wasn't budgin' – I think it's cause her swimsuit was a bit too flashy and she was embarrassed over it. My fault really, tried to get her something that'd bring out her figure more, but she's too self-conscious for her own good.''
''Mm.'' He agreed with a nod. ''Kii seems to be doing fine though.''
''She deals with Suruga a lot, she probably expected this.'' The Battleship mused. ''It sucks, yeah, but Suruga can make her own choices. Next time we get a vacation I'll drag 'er with me to the store to get her a swimsuit she likes best.''
''I'm guessing she didn't want to come with you this time.''
''Nope.'' Owari confirmed. ''Tried to, but she cited missions and stuff, and so I said I'd grab one for her. Personally I think she didn't wanna come at all, but a girl can try, eh?''
''Yeah. You're a good sister for trying, I'd say.''
''Aw, flatterin' me? You're sweet.'' Owari grinned a little, though it was more tame than those before it.
The Commander flushed and looked aside, admiring the pool idly. The brief lull in conversation was pleasant, the chirping of some birds audible from one of the trees in the corner of the garden, and on a whim he looked back at Owari. She had closed her eyes again, dozing merrily under the afternoon sun, and perhaps because of that his eyes had dared to flick lower than her face, glimpsing her ample bust barely covered by her swimsuit.
''Heh, knew you'd look.''
He looked away immediately. ''Sorry.''
''Aw, don't be like that, I don't mind.'' Owari playfully fired back.
Still he kept his eyes away from his subordinate... or at least he did until Owari shuffled closer, pushing her ample bust against him. Instantly he felt heat creep up his neck and made to look away, but Owari cupped his cheek and stopped him, snickering softly.
''Heheh, ya like how that feels don't ya~'' She teased.
''I... might.'' He tentatively admitted.
''Geez, what have I told ya about relaxin'?'' Owari drawled, poking his cheek. ''Listen, how 'bout you and I relax together for a bit. Get all that stress worked outta your system?''
''O-Owari...''
''It don't gotta be serious.'' Owari added, retaining her teasing tone even if her voice became a bit more tender. ''Just a lil stress relief between buds.''
''Out here, though...?'' Came his weak argument.
One that made Owari cutely snort. ''The others won't be back for another half-hour easily. Plenty of time to have our fun.''
The Commander, when faced with such a tempting offer, couldn't find it in him to resist – there wasn't any rules against intimacy with his subordinates after all, and Owari was a very, very beautiful woman. He'd be a fool to resist her advances, casual though they were. ''I suppose it's alright, then...''
''Yosh!'' Owari gave a short, chipper cheer, grin included. ''Don't worry, the others def won't know~''
The Commander murmured an agreement, embarrassment clogging up his throat. As if sensing that Owari giggled under her breath and shuffled closer, resting her left hand upon his chest and leaning in closer, closing her eyes – and then her lips made contact with his. It was a slow kiss, gentle even, and despite his embarrassment the Commander found himself sinking into it, the tension seeping out of him as he reciprocated.
The need to breathe drew them apart but Owari was quick to reclaim his lips, smiling into the kiss and cooing. In response the Commander dared to slip his left arm under her, snaking it around her lower back and pulling her against him more, the audacious act earning an approving hum from his partner. She rubbed his collarbone idly as they made out, every smooch slow and punctuated in the quiet.
Then they broke it off, panting. Owari opened her eyes and grinned cheekily at him, glancing down and sliding her hand with it – and he shuddered as she palmed at his covered cock. He was erect. Painfully so. Owari giggled at that and traced his cock through his swimming trunks, her slim index finger sliding around then over it. Nary a second later she grabbed his cock through his trunks, cooing as she slowly tugged his dick, the short stiff motions nonetheless pleasurable and coaxing moans from his throat.
''Hehe, ya like that huh~'' Owari cooed under her breath, kissing his nose. ''That's good~''
In response he cupped her nape and pulled her in. If the sudden kiss surprised her Owari didn't show it; simply humming into it, her eyes shutting as she reciprocated wholeheartedly. At the same time her lithe hand dipped into his swimming trunks and grasped his bare cock, caressing him with her left hand in short, uneven strokes, the angle preventing her from grasping his cock but the dainty hold she had was just as pleasurable.
A tongue prodded his teeth then, sending a shudder through the Commander as he parted them. Her tongue easily invaded his mouth and he fought back with his own tongue, their wet appendages pushing and wrestling in his mouth – before with a hot gasp they parted. Owari licked her lips and grinned at him, pushing her face into his neck and peppering it with quick kisses, the ticklish sensation forcing a groan out of him.
Snickering under her breath Owari shifted down, remaining seated where she was but bending down until her head was near his crotch – a tug all that was needed to pull his swimming trunks down and free his rock-hard cock, and let her lips catch the tip.
''Hnf-!'' The Commander threw his head back, hissing. ''Ohh shit, Owari...!''
A muffled hum answered him, one made all the more lewd when the vibrations of her voice teased his tip. Owari didn't content herself with just the tip though and eased herself down deeper, her plump lips grazing down his shaft until she was about halfway before sucking straight back up again, her tongue lashing at the head of his cock nary a second later, teasing the slit. Though he did his best to endure the Commander couldn't hope to contain his groan of lust, a shudder spasming up his spine as Owari slowly gave him head.
She was damn good at it too. Though she took it slow that just made it feel so much better, from the gentle pursing of her lips to the wet warmth of her mouth as she sensually bobbed her head into his crotch, his cock enveloped by her mouth over and over again. Spit clung to his dick in a sticky sheen as she dragged her tongue along it, soon smeared in by her lips as she pushed her head back down, humming around his cock once more and forcing a groan out of him.
''Gods, Owari, you're good at this...'' The Commander had to say, biting his lip only to groan regardless a moment later. ''Hnf...''
Owari didn't respond beyond a mirthful hum, her eyes closed as she took him deeper into her mouth. She voraciously gulped his cock down, her lips pursing further and further down until his tip hit the back of her throat – but Owari didn't gag and flinch back. Instead with just a light grunt she continued, managing to take his entire cock into her mouth and slurp her way back up to the tip before plunging right back down once more, her tongue lashing and licking at his cock as she went.
The Commander puffed out a heavy breath, tipping his head back and staring at the sky only to turn his gaze back onto Owari herself, unable to not look at the hot gyaru as she blew him. The way she bobbed her head, how she casually tucked some hair from her face, how she hummed and tilted her head as she sucked – she came off simultaneously as sexy yet also a tad casual, like sucking his dick was the most casual thing she as a friend could do.
His lips pursed, his teeth clenched, and then with another moan he put his hand on her head. Owari made a curious sound but when he pushed her down she didn't hesitate to comply, humming more confidently as she took his entire dick down her throat, the tip poking down it before she sucked back up. The sensation was made hotter as she picked up the pace, lips sliding along his cock as she pushed her face into his crotch, her horn ornaments jingling with the earnest motions.
''Hnf, oh crap, I-I don't think I can hold on for much longer...'' He forewarned her, but if anything that just made Owari suck him off harder – her tongue curling partway around his cock and caressing the underside of his dick, the upwards strokes helping coax up his fiery need.
He was panting now, every suck threatening to push him over the edge. Her lips, wet with spit, slurped up and grazed down his shaft, the constant suction proving too much for him to handle. His dick ached with the need for release and his balls tensed, his thighs equally so as he gritted his teeth-!
Then without warning he came, groaning harshly through clenched teeth as he nutted in Owari's mouth. The Battleship made a grunt of surprise but didn't remove her mouth from his dick, her lips remaining snugly pursed halfway down his cock, the wet warmth of her mouth coaxing his cum out easily – aided by the tongue that lazily dragged around the side of his shaft, the tender motions coaxing more out.
Time seemed to stretch on for a short eternity before Owari finally popped her lips off of his cock – covering her mouth briefly to swallow before grinning back at him, sticking her tongue out to show there wasn't anything left on it. Too winded to speak the Commander could only shudder, his dick tender yet still so painfully hard after seeing her work her magic. It didn't hurt that her swimsuit had gotten loose with all the head-bobbing, letting one tit pop out.
''Hehe, so, how was that~?'' Owari cheekily asked.
''Damn fantastic.'' He muttered, not acknowledging how red his face no doubt was.
Owari giggled – a pretty sound – and shuffled closer to him. He tilted his head aside but she cupped his cheeks nary a second later, turning his head to face her and winking at him, before closing the distance between them. The kiss was quick but no less passionate than all those that came beforehand, leaving him shuddering with a need so visceral the only thing holding him back was his embarrassment.
Owari just grinned at him with that same playful cheekiness he'd come to know her for. Without a word the curvaceous Battleship shifted one leg over his and straddled him, her right hand grasping his cock and languidly stroking him off whilst her other hand went to her crotch, tucking her swimsuit to one side and revealing her nether lips, his cock-head soon grazing them. She hummed at him, waiting for a moment to see if he'd back out now.
When he didn't she guided his swollen cock-head to her lips, spread herself open with two fingers – and as one they moaned as she took him inside of her. With sensual slowness Owari impaled herself down onto him, accepting inch after inch of him within her hot, clenching vice, the enveloping hotness of her womanhood purging any rational thought from the Commander's mind.
''Ohh frick~ Feels so dang good~'' Owari whined, puffing out a breath as she lolled her head to one side. ''Myn... oh yeah... just a lil d-deeper~''
The Commander didn't think it was possible to become harder than he was, but hearing Owari moan and whimper as she took his dick inside of her, one hand on his stomach and the other still guiding his cock into her, he felt like his dick was made of diamond. His hands gravitated towards her hips and he settled them there tentatively, earning a small grin from Owari and prompting her to roll her hips, stirring him around her clenching insides.
No words were said. With a puffed exhale and soft moan Owari leaned back upright and slowly began to ride him; lifting herself up until the tip nearly escaped before sinking all the way back down again, taking most of his dick inside of her. The motion caused the float under them to shift slightly but it didn't tip over, mercifully, and so the Commander dared to relax back against the float.
''Haha, see, now you're getting it.'' Owari teased, her fingertips barely touching his stomach as she arched her back. ''Nnn~ It feels so nice, doesn't it?''
''You or the bed?'' He grunted back.
Owari just giggled. The sound trailed off into another breathy moan as she maintained her slow pace, yet the Commander found it decidedly pleasant; allowing him to savour every slow roll of her hips. Her insides pressed down on his aching cock as she moved and he was aroused to find that she was already getting wet, her honey clinging to his cock as she bounced on him, the float starting to drift now through the water thanks to their motions, albeit at a slow pace.
Not that he really cared. The float would hold, he assured himself, just relaxing his body and mind as he watched Owari work her magic. The rapturous embrace of her pussy around his length, the soft breaths and heavier moans that escaped her, the little grin and glint of approval in her eyes; all of it was just so heavenly it felt like he could stay like this forever.
''Mn... hey, Owari?'' He murmured out then. ''Mind taking your swimsuit off?''
Owari didn't miss a beat. ''Sure thing boss~''
Two tugs and the straps of her loose swimsuit fell from her shoulders, bringing with them the segment covering her chest – letting her large, soft-looking breasts hang freely. Without hesitation the Commander's hands glided up her slim waist and cupped her breasts from below, groping them first before shifting to a more comfortable hold and gently kneading them, coaxing a mewl out of his partner. Despite his touching she retained her slow pace, though he noticed her breathing was heavier than before.
Then again so was his. He couldn't help it; even though she was doing all the moving the pleasure washing over him left him panting for air, to stave off the inevitable orgasm that would put an end to this moment. Yet her loins felt too good, practically sucking him inside of her as she impaled herself onto him, her weight gently falling upon his lap in tandem with the float shifting, the gentle slosh of water joining the tweeting of birds.
''Gods Owari...'' The Commander breathed out, shifting his hands back to her waist – just watching her tits jiggle as she rode him. ''You're so damn beautiful.''
''Heh, thanks~'' Owari accepted the compliment easily. ''You're pretty handsome yourself too, y'know~''
The Commander just grunted at that, eyes shutting and his own hips thrusting up now, albeit slowly. He was getting close. Owari must've noticed as she let out a low hum and picked up the pace a little – not enough to be fast but just enough to edge him closer, the hot grip of her pussy made all the more tantalising when she only took the top-half of his dick inside of her, his tip constantly dipping into her honeypot but the bottom-half of his dick never entering her.
''Owari, I'm close...'' He groaned.
''Heh. Y'know Commander, it's a safe day for me~'' Owari teased, not slowing her hips. ''If ya wanna finish inside ya can~''
''Risky...''
''But it'll feel super lewd, right?''
He couldn't argue with that, and as she went back to bouncing on his full length, the quickening pace making the float shift and dip more into the water, he could only pant for air as his end drew near. The sopping heat of her loins coaxed his seed out, the inviting grip of her pussy begging for it-
-and then his orgasm came. It hit far gentler than expected; a sharp jolt followed by a wave of aching warmth as he came inside of her, a groan forcing itself from his throat as his seed spilled inside of Owari. The Battleship herself moaned, leaning forwards with hands on his chest as she grinded herself down onto his cock, extracting his seed from him with a little moan of effort.
''Oh shit.'' The Commander cursed under his breath, running his hand up her lower back. ''This feels great.''
''Hehe, thought it might.'' Owari breathed back, still rocking her hips. ''Ya spurted quite a bit too~ Must be real pent-up.''
''Guess I was.'' The Commander murmured back.
Owari just grinned, lifting herself up and off of his cock – mewling at the absence of his cock. Holding her slack swimsuit up with one hand she shuffled onto the empty spot next to him, sighing comfortably and flicking a bit of water off of the edge of the float, incidentally presenting her very nice ass towards him as she leaned over the edge. He was still hard, and she hadn't gotten the chance to cum he didn't think...
With a grunt he shifted onto his side, pressing himself against her ass. ''Wanna go again?''
''Oh? Still rarin' to go?'' Owari quirked a brow back at him.
''Mostly.'' He admitted. ''But I also wanna get you to finish too.''
''Aw, aint'cha a gentleman.'' The gyaru grinned teasingly. ''Sure then. Wanna do it like this?''
''Fine by me.'' He murmured, shifting slightly up the float and guiding his cock to her sex, dragging the tip along her wet slit.
Then with a groan he sunk inside of her. She was utterly soaking, her loins clamping down on his dick as he buried himself within her to the hilt. With how sensitive he was just putting it in sent jolts of aching bliss down his shaft, encouraging the Commander to start thrusting right off of the bat, grunts spilling forth from his lips as he pumped into Owari from behind, his left arm keeping himself propped up whilst his right ran up her smooth belly, soon groping her right breast.
Owari answered with a hot, arousing moan, her head lolling his way – and without needing to be asked he leaned down and kissed her. She grasped the back of his head to keep it going, moaning into his mouth as he filled her up over and over again, his tender pace gaining momentum swiftly until he was clapping her ass, his pace much more rough than hers had been. Yet the roughness was a welcome change for both of them; moans lost between their mashing lips and coming out as little more than stifled grunts as he pounded her raw.
''Hnf, crud, gimme it more.'' Owari breathed against his lips, a cute whine to her voice.
The Commander complied, panting as he rutted into her from behind, practically spooning her as he plunged between her petals. ''You're so wet, goddamn...''
''Heh... guess, mn, shows how excited ya make me~'' Came her teasing call back.
The Commander could only groan with wild need, his eyes screwing shut as she kissed her once more, pounding the gyaru's pussy while uncaring of the scandalous sound of smacking flesh. He didn't care if the others overheard or even if they came back to see them doing it; he was balls-deep in Owari and nothing else mattered in that moment. A sentiment Owari seemed to share; whining into the kiss as she pushed her ass back towards him, her wet pussy smothering his intruding shaft.
Excess cum leaked out around his thrusting cock, the occasional slick squelch mixed in with carnal slap of flesh. Coupled with the sloshing of water from their weight shifting about on the float and it formed a beautifully erotic background track, their own moans the chorus as they wet at it so vigorously, trying to fuck but without causing the whole float to tip precariously. Several times it seemed to start to go irrecoverably far but it never did; at worst some of the water sloshed aboard the foam cushions, cooling their sweaty skin.
''Shit, almost there...'' He grunted into her ear. ''Can I do it inside?''
''Y-Yeah, did it once already~'' Owari moaned back, grinning as best she could up at him. ''Fill me up boss~''
The sexy drawl to her words only pushed him closer to his breaking point, his rough thrusts gaining speed as he pounded Owari raw, his cock stuffed inside of her hot, clenching vice – when he peaked, gasping as he slammed himself balls-deep inside of her. A hand over her mouth muffled Owari's sharp moan, her eyes screwing shut and back arching as she came with him, the way her loins strangled his dick only aiding in how much seed she squeezed out of him.
Through laboured breaths and heavy grunts the Commander managed to thrust a little more; pumping into her drooling pussy until his hips simply refused to move any longer. Exhaling a fatigued breath he pulled out, finally going soft as he spooned the half-naked Battleship, the warmth radiating off of their skin alluring.
''Mm... dang, that's the stuff~'' Owari moaned in content, rolling onto her back and grinning at him. ''Feel more relaxed now Commander?''
''Tired but yeah, pretty relaxed.'' He agreed.
''Sweet. Told ya it'd be good for you.'' Owari remarked with a kind grin. ''Sometimes we gotta just let off some steam. Nothin' weird 'bout that – so if ya ever need to again, y'know who to come to~''
Warmth coloured his cheeks. ''I'll keep that in mind.''
''Heh, make sure ya do.'' Owari sat up then. ''Now if ya excuse me, I'm gonna go grab a smoothie. Want me to bring you one too?''
''Sure. Sounds nice.''
With a chirp of 'be back in a few' Owari climbed off of the float and made her way back inside, adjusting her swimsuit as she went.
Their secret kept between just the two of them.
[END]