A/N: U-47 deserves more lewds. Granted I say this about most characters, but my point still stands.
That aside, do enjoy~
Also note this fic uses her Rookie Rider skin~
Nobody Can Hear Us
It was a pleasantly warm summer's day.
The sun was out in full with only a smattering of puffy white clouds to float across the blue sky, the air was fresh and the breeze strong, and because of all that the Commander felt the compulsion to get out and about.
Perhaps then it was nothing short of coincidence that U-47, one of his most trusted Submarines, was also in the mood to go out adventuring. They ran into one another by the bike racks; making some brief small talk before deciding to go out together, climbing aboard their bicycles and making their way out of the port, only slowing to flash their IDs to the gate guards before carrying on their merry way.
Their journey took them a good distance away – close enough to the base that they could get back if an emergency happened, but far enough away that they weren't just racing around it. And as if to add to his good fortune that day his favourite seaside route – a road that winded its way along the coast – was quiet, the usual slew of cars absent. There wasn't any festival or road works to warrant such peace but he certainly wasn't complaining, gladly taking his good fortunes as a reward for all the paperwork he'd been suffering through the last week or two.
Puffing out a breath the Commander leaned back on his bike's seat, his feet still pedalling at a sedated pace. U-47 moved up ahead of him, moving slightly faster but hardly outpacing him. Her black-and-red bicycle was custom tailored to her wants, and he had to admit it looked stylish. Definitely worth the pay slips she no doubt spent on it.
In comparison his own was much more modest; a plain grey in colour and built to fit his taller frame, but otherwise standard issue. Yet as he gazed over at U-47 he had to admit his attention wasn't really on the bike. No, it was on her. His cute subordinate that had forsaken her usual swimwear for a white t-shirt and tight black shorts that really emphasised her ass, a fact he tried and failed to ignore. Her black jacket hid it sometimes, thankfully, but he made an effort to not stare lest she take notice.
Instead he admired the scenery as the pair of them went around a bend, the squeak of their bikes and the rattle of the chains audible as they went uphill. It was a steady, easy incline so he didn't struggle much, but after biking for close to half-an-hour straight he had to admit he was starting to feel the strain – not least because of the hot summer sun still bearing down on him. His plain white tee was already starting to cling to his body, sweat pulling it against his body, but he couldn't well stop in the middle of the road.
Mercifully, his luck today had not yet ran out – as just up ahead, at the inwards bend of the road, was a bus station. Concrete and tucked under the canopy from the trees behind it, it would offer some much-needed shelter from the sun, the thought of shade so tantalising he found the strength to grab his handlebars and pedal faster, catching up with U-47.
''Hey!'' He called out as he neared, earning her gaze. ''Let's take a break over there!''
A gesture easily indicated where he meant – there wasn't much room for confusion anyway – and U-47 gave a wordless thumbs up. Smiling back the Commander eased off on the pedals, his momentum slowing until eventually he came to a stop next to the aforementioned bus stop – his bike buckling briefly as his foot touched down on the sidewalk but otherwise ceasing without issue. Pulling his bike off of the road he rested it up against the concrete side of the bus stop and all but collapsed onto the small wedge-like seat within, sighing in relief as he put his back to the cool stone wall.
His eyes focused on U-47 as she joined him, being much more delicate with her bicycle as she laid it next to his before joining him. Despite her stoic expression though the moment she sat down a deep sigh of relief escaped her, bringing a wry smile to his lips.
''Tired too eh?'' He remarked, reaching down to his thigh where he kept a water bottle strapped.
''Yeah.'' U-47 mumbled back, withdrawing a red-black water bottle from her jacket pocket and taking a deep drink of it.
He took a much more modest one of his own, his eyes lingering on U-47 – watching as a thin dribble of water escaped the corner of her mouth. It ran down her chin and dripped off of her jaw in seconds, beads of it landing atop her left breast. Cleavage was visible and it remained so as the beads of water dribbled down between her tits, her white shirt soon hiding them from his gaze, but the little peek was enough to stir something within him.
''Commander?''
''Huh?'' He looked up, noticing her light blush. ''Er, sorry...''
She wiped her lips dry before replying. ''...it's alright.''
Still he looked aside with warm cheeks. The surrounding atmosphere was free of distractions as well, making it hard to feign being distracted by something... but, he had to admit it had a good view. The grey road was warmly lit under the midday sun as it curved downhill and out of sight, the ocean was a bright blue that glimmered just beyond it with distant ships both civilian and not sailing about, and with the forest just behind them he could hear all the natural sounds that came with it, be it the birds tweeting or the rustling of the bushes as the wind blew through them.
They sat about in silence for what felt like a small eternity, not a word spoken nor even attempted to. What should've been a peaceful respite had become an awkward one... though when he glanced over at U-47 he found her resting with her eyes closed, so perhaps it was only him finding it awkward. He tried to cool off at that, calming his breathing and just trying to enjoy the serenity around them-
When U-47 spoke up suddenly. ''Commander, we're out here all alone, you know...''
''And?''
''...nobody would hear us, and I wouldn't say anything.'' U-47 vaguely mumbled, not meeting his eyes as she looked aside.
His mouth grew dry. He knew what she was implying. He tried to convince himself he was misinterpreting but one look into her red eyes, seeing her embarrassment, told him she knew full well what she was suggesting. But while they were friends of a sort they weren't closer than that – yet she was suggesting something a bit beyond what friends would do, all because he stared at her for too long. He almost wanted to discard the offer outright, especially given he was her commander...
...but U-47 was hot. It was a crummy reason but she was damn attractive and here she was practically offering herself to him, albeit shyly so. Had it just been the one glance that had spawned this? Or was this because of past looks he thought she hadn't noticed, but really had? He didn't know. Hell. even if all they did was something tame he couldn't find it in him to refuse such an offer, his pants feeling tight as his mind raced with possibilities.
''I... suppose.'' He tentatively suggested, testing the waters.
U-47's cheeks grew redder and she brushed some dark hair from her face, head tucked down but unable to hide her expression without her usual bandana. The Commander swallowed and dared to shuffle closer, his right arm snaking around her side and earning a shuddery breath from the Submarine girl, her left hand resting on his chest. She leaned forwards and once more he was treated to a down-blouse view, her cleavage more visible than before, but a finger to his chin lifted his gaze back up.
Then without a word U-47 closed the distance between them and kissed him. It was light and brief, the Submarine quickly pulling back, but her cuteness filled him with a sudden want that compelled him to lean in instead, claiming her lips in another kiss. Surprised U-47 grunted but didn't pull away, her lips so plump and full as they connected with his own, the kiss slowly becoming more natural as they got more into it.
They drew apart for air, sucked in a breath, and then the next thing he knew they were kissing again. It felt better than before, less awkwardness and more lust to their motions and he was all for it; shifting his right hand up her side as their lips mashed together. His fingers tickled her white shirt and he slipped his hand up it, tracing her side all the way up until he felt the smooth fabric of her bra, tempting him to push it up.
Her right breast, large and plump, came to rest in his palm. U-47 shivered against his side but he didn't, couldn't stop now – slowly kneading her heavy breast and relishing how big and soft it was. Perky but nicely shaped he felt her up at his leisure, his index finger soon finding her nipple and rubbing it languidly, teasing a little moan out of his partner that just made him feel so damn horny in that moment. He rode that horny high and slipped his left hand down her front, his fingers teasing her belly before slipping into her shorts, teasing the waistband of her panties.
He slowed, briefly worried he'd gone too far – until U-47 grabbed his hand and pushed it down. He took the hint and slipped his fingers into her panties, sliding them down through her bush and teasing her slit, coaxing a stifled groan out of his partner. Eager to hear such sounds more he rubbed her slit more, fingers moving curiously at first before figuring out what made her squirm the most – until soon he eased two digits inside of her.
''N-Nn~'' U-47 broke off the kiss and bowed her head, moaning. ''Commander...''
Her breathy call trailed off, and the Commander groaned as U-47 suddenly grabbed his crotch. Her fingers hurriedly fumbled with the zipper on his shorts and the moment she got them down she shoved her hand into them, his boxers unbuttoned too just so she could pull his cock out into the open. Her warm hand pumped him immediately, her motions clumsy but earnest as she started jerking him off – only encouraging him to finger her more, his left hand pushing into her hot pussy whilst his right fondled her breast.
''Crap...'' He breathed out, shuddering as he pumped two fingers between her petals, feeling her insides cling to his digits. ''You're so hot.''
U-47 just blushed a deep crimson at his admission, lips pursed in a demure pout as she looked up at him – and then out of the blue darted up, kissing him. Though surprised he gladly reciprocated, mashing lips with the Submarine girl as they got each other off, their hands working each other while at the risk of being seen by a poorly-timed car driving by. Yet that didn't stop them from working their fingers; a tight moan arising from the Commander's throat as she kneaded his cock before going back to beating his meat.
They broke apart for air, heavy breaths escaping them both as they panted, before wordlessly they reconnected in a kiss. U-47 buckled as his thumb dragged itself over her clit and he immediately did it again, toying with the little bundle of nerves and earning a muffled groan from his partner, her grip on his cock becoming momentarily tight before she loosened her hold once more. The way she worked her wrist left him throbbing in her hold, his breath coming in short bursts as he enjoyed the slender hand toying with his shaft.
Until U-47 let go. She pushed on his arm too and with some reluctance he pulled his fingers out of her sex and her underwear immediately after. The moment his arm was out of the way U-47 shifted down onto her side, red-faced as her breath tickled his tip – and then he sucked in a sharp breath as she took him into her mouth.
Plump, full lips pressed against the head and slid down the shaft, promptly sucking her way back up to the tip. In the shade of the bus stop her mouth felt utterly divine, so very warm and wet as she sucked firmly up to the tip and plunged back down again, her teeth kept out of the way but her tongue not – said tongue slithering along the side of his cock and curling partway around it, the warm embrace sending hot jolts up his shaft.
''Oh shit...'' He breathed out, leaning back against the cool concrete behind him as U-47 sucked him off. ''So good...''
U-47 just hummed at that, the sensation sending pleasant jolts down his cock. The Submarine peered up at him with embarrassed red eyes, pushing past her initial embarrassment and devoting herself to the act, the sensual stroke of her lips heavenly. From the way they pursed up to the tip to the hot exhale right before she plunged back down again, just sitting there watching U-47 was a treat, but to feel her hot mouth envelop his cock again and again threatened to fry his mind.
Putting his right hand on her nape he encouraged her, groaning unashamedly as his subordinate complied, taking him in deep – and he gasped when the tip hit the back of her throat. U-47 grunted briefly but her plump, encompassing lips didn't leave his shaft; simply slurping back up to the tip. The saliva on his cock was smeared back into his shaft as she plunged back down, doing her best to maintain eye contact as she took him deep, the occasional grunt or gulp mixed in with her breaths.
Panting he slipped his right hand down her side and then up her skirt, groping her hanging left breast. His other hand settled on the back of her head and he pushed her down, some small part of him ashamed he was being so rough – but fuck if it didn't feel good. The hot breaths exhaled over his shaft, the stronger sucks up to his tip, the fiery need aching up his stiff shaft; it was too much.
''H-Here it comes-!''
Slick, sloppy sucks answered him as U-47 shoved herself down into his lap, mouth a welcome vessel for his cock and with saliva drooling plentifully over it – until he peaked. Shouting through gritted teeth the Commander shoved her down and threw his own head back, his hips bucking up in short, frenetic thrusts, jamming his cock into her throat as he came what felt like gallons down her gullet. Stifled grunts and wet chokes answered him and though U-47 briefly struggled she soon ceased; opting instead to hold onto his thighs.
His tip ached wonderfully as his orgasm waned, a sensitivity unmatched, and the moment he loosened his hold on her U-47 jerked her head back – breaking out into a series of wet coughs as she thumped her throat. He breathed out and apology but the Submarine girl just waved him off, clumsily wiping at her mouth as she did so – soon lifting her shirt up and using it to dry it. And in the process giving him a delightful view of her tits.
''Shit, sorry...'' The Commander panted out, his dick sensitive – yet still so very hard. ''...could we go further?''
U-47 looked at him then, her face hot as she stared in surprise... before she mutedly nodded. Without a bandana to hide her mouth she could only meekly look aside as she stood up and hurriedly looked left and right – before yanking her shorts down. They dragged along her sweaty skin as they came down but her panties fell much easier, the grey sportswear ending up around her ankles and then off of them, forming a small pool on the ground. He lustfully eyed the sight before him, the Submarine covered from only the stomach up, his gaze naturally drawn to her dripping-wet slit, a damp bush, somewhat neatly trimmed, topping her needy sex.
Bottomless and terribly exposed to any potential passersby U-47 hurriedly clambered onto his lap. The Commander welcomed her with open arms, pulling her onto his lap and unashamedly copping a feel of her ass, his palms tracing her nice stern before working their way up to her lower back, admiring her curvy figure. His partner blushed a deep red but didn't protest, simply grasping his stiff cock and guiding him to her opening, and when his tip rubbed against her wetness he could only shudder with anticipation.
Her petals parted easily, his tip dipped in – and then he moaned as he entered her. The slick, drooling hotness of her womanhood was indescribable in its intensity, a sharp shudder jolting up his spine as U-47 sunk deeper onto his dick, taking inch after inch of him into her with a whimpering moan of her own. She stopped partway down, hissing as she drew back up only to quickly descend, her lack of clothes around her waist meaning he could see everything.
Hissing in a breath the Commander held onto her rear, helping her move. ''Hnf, you good...?''
''Yeah.'' She gasped out quickly. ''Just a bit weird feeling.''
His dick ached as she shifted forwards more, resting her weight on her knees and wrapping her arms around his neck, putting their faces closer. ''You're a goddamn bombshell, y'know that?''
U-47 blushed a deep red and mumbled something that sounded like a 'thanks', albeit muffled by her embarrassment. Nonetheless the Commander leaned in and pressed his lips against onto her own, devouring her whine of embarrassment as she worked her hips, a slight roll to her motions as she accepted his girth between her glistening-wet petals, his shaft curving up into her snug pussy with ease. The hot grip that enveloped him just fuelled his lust though; both palms gripping her ass cheeks as he daring bucked his hips up.
The sudden penetration made U-47 grunt, and then next made her moan – pussy tightening around his length and only encouraging him to ram up into her more, his flesh smacking with her own as they went at it with senseless passion. They weren't anything more than friends yet they were doing this in a public bus-stop in the middle of the day, the situation only fuelling the mad lust travelling through him, encouraging him to keep burying his dick in his horny subordinate.
''Fuck, oh f-fuck...'' He let loose a curse, breathy and whispered as they were. ''I'm going to stand up.''
U-47 pulled her lips away from his, meeting his eyes and letting him savour her demure expression – lips pursed, brow furrowed and cheeks crimson – before she nodded. Smiling tightly back he held onto her ass and rocked them forwards, and with some effort managed to stand upright. Though his arms ached in protest his time in the local gym had paid off, enabling him to keep her up as he began thrusting into her slick Submarine pussy.
''M-Mm~!'' U-47's nails pricked his upper-back as she held onto him. ''C-Command- hn~!''
She buried her face into his neck and moaned, the hot exhalation over his flesh erotic. Shifting his hands more to her thighs the Commander maintained his rough tempo; plunging himself into the Submarine's snug hole like she was the last woman on the planet, the sound of their flesh smacking together echoing down the road, not that he cared in that instant. In the back of his mind he knew if a car was to pass by right then and there he wouldn't have anything to cover them up and look inconspicuous,but he struggled to mind. He was balls-deep in a hot girl, that was all that mattered to his lust-addled brain in that instant.
Kissing her cheek he got her to meet his eyes – and of her own volition U-47 grabbed his hair and yanked him into a kiss. The sloppiness of it only made it more arousing, their lips sliding along one another's until they got it right and deepened the kiss, his tongue prodding her teeth and shoving itself inside the moment they parted. She moaned submissively and his dick throbbed mightily at that, the sheer submission U-47 showed turning him into a wild animal; one that wanted nothing more than to fuck her needy cunt until she couldn't walk.
'Oh shit, gonna cum, g-gonna cum...!' The Commander realised as he slammed himself inside of her. 'Just a bit more...!'
He pounded her sopping pussy, relishing the searing hotness that swallowed him up, his tip kissing her innermost parts-
And then suddenly he came. A gasp expelled itself from his throat as he staggered, knees bending and lurching forth – before in a bout of desperate pleasure the Commander sped up, pounding U-47 even as he came inside of her, gush after hush of semen spurting inside of the Submarine girl as he held onto her. He felt her stomach push against his as she arched her back, crying out in surprise as she thrashed, and in the back of his mind he realised she'd just came.
His knees buckled dangerously and the Commander stumbled around; pushing U-47 against the nearest wall. He rocked his hips and hissed through gritted teeth, electricity jumping along his shaft as she squeezed him for all of his cum, his thick seed spilling out around his girth and dribbling down the underside of his cock. Through the fog of euphoria he realised he'd just nutted in his subordinate without a condom but, if he was being brutally honest, he didn't care. It felt too good.
Steadily though his euphoria drained away and coherency returned, coaxing a groan up his throat with it. Loosening his hold on U-47 he slid her down onto the bus-stop bench and the Submarine girl moaned the moment she reclined back against the desk, red eyes unfocused for a few moments before locking onto him.
''You... came inside...'' She panted out.
''Sorry.'' Was all he could offer.
U-47 was quiet for a few moments, seeming too winded to truly speak...
...before reaching down and spreading her pussy open. ''Again.''
''U-47-''
''Again.'' The red-eyed Submarine reiterated, frowning at him.
Whatever part of him wanted to protest was quashed under the weight of his lust; his eyes glancing only momentarily at her cream-filled pussy before deciding to hell with self-restraint. Hurriedly shifting in front of the Submarine girl he pushed her legs open wide and rubbed his cock-head along her pussy, teasing them both – and then with a mutual groan he shoved himself inside of her. He wasn't gentle but U-47 didn't want him to be; their pleasure mutual as he buried himself up to the hilt within her.
Grabbing ahold of her thighs the Commander kept them spread as he pulled out – and with a sharp hiss he slammed back inside of her, filling her cunt with his swollen, sensitive cock. The moan he got in return was equal parts throaty and needy, encouraging him to draw back before sheathing himself up to the hilt within her once more, his breaths harsh and heavy like that of a wild animal, but much like her undressed state he didn't care, simply losing himself to the motions, to the pleasure.
A pleasure amplified when she locked her legs behind him. A raspy grunt escaped him as he leaned over her more, hands on her knees and his cock-head kissing her cervix as he buried himself between her petals, his gaze drawn south just to watch his dick sink into her glistening pussy. Fingers around his jaw though lured his gaze back up and one look told of her want; the distance between them soon closed as he mashed his mouth onto hers.
''Mmph~!'' Raking her nails along his collarbone U-47 soon settled her hand on his shoulder, keeping him close even as he slamfucked her into the seat, their bodies close and their loins closer.
Breaking off the kiss he propped himself up more on one hand, his other yanking her shirt up and flashing him her bare breasts. He watched as they jiggled and bounced, the attractive motions soon coaxing his right hand onto her left tit – groping and kneading it roughly, feeling how soft and malleable it was. His thumb flicked her nipple and U-47 whined in response, her expression twisting as she tried her best to keep her voice down. She wasn't succeeding.
''Shit...'' The Commander groaned throatily. ''I'm gonna cum again...''
''Inside.'' U-47 rasped at him, her thighs pressing insistently into his hips. ''No p-pulling out...!''
He'd already done it once so it was fine, right? The thought was one he entertained idly even as he shoved his cock into his subordinate, the friction of his cock along her insides pushing him closer and closer to his peak. Two back-to-back orgasms had sapped him of his strength and having her ask to be nutted in was threatening to push him over the edge, his dick aching so very much as he forced himself into her, burying up to the hilt non-stop, unwilling to pause for even a second-!
Until his tip kissed her deepest parts, and he came. Hissing sharply through gritted teeth he erupted inside of her, a torrent of virile semen splashing inside as he went balls-deep in her – every potent throb of his balls preluding the impregnating load he gushed into U-47. Her legs squeezed themselves into his sides, her mouth open as she gasped, cumming with him as she squeezed him for his load, her tightness unrivalled in that moment as she drained him dry.
Their bodies remained locked in place for several moments, the intensity of their orgasms taking their minds to another place – until with a sudden groan the Commander collapsed on top of her. Though she grunted U-47 lacked the strength to push him off, simply laying trapped under his bulk as they both gasped desperately for breath.
Finally finding his own strength the Commander lifted himself off of U-47 and took a seat next to her, finally limp and drained. ''Man... that-''
He was cut short, however, as the sound of a car engine reached their ears.
For a second, they were silent.
Then in a flurry of motion U-47 lurched up and yanked her panties and shorts up her legs, awkwardly stumbling to her feet as she got them around her waist while he tucked his dick away – and not a second too soon as a pair of jeeps drove downhill, neither slowing for them but a couple occupants within glancing their way, however briefly.
Only when the cars were out of sight did U-47 collapse back into her seat, expelling a loud sigh. ''Too close...''
''Yeah.'' He breathlessly chuckled in agreement. ''Say... maybe we should head back soon.''
''Let me rest for five minutes.'' U-47 grumbled, glancing his way. ''You just came in me twice and wanna bike back already?''
''I did say I was sorry.''
''I know.'' She looked away. ''...and, for the record, I didn't dislike the feeling.''
His dick, though limp, ached with a hint of primal want.
''Say... wanna do this again, sometime?''
''The biking or the... you know?''
''Both, preferably.''
An amused snort.
Then a smaller hum.
''...sure. Just pick somewhere more private next time.''
''Haha, can do.''
[END]
