A/N: It's about time I get around to writing something with Colorado; she was one of my first 'main' ships I used. I got her during the original run of Fallen Wings, back when the game was new to global. Being new to gachas at the time I didn't really realise it was limited so I just rolled for the heck of it, got lucky and got Colorado, then had to wait quite some time before I got the chance to get Maryland and West Virginia in the re-run.

Served me faithfully since, alongside Enterprise. Tragically, I can't recall who my third backliner was, back in the days of yore. The woes of time, I suppose~

That aside, do enjoy this one~

Practising Vocals

With summer fast waning, the Commander decided to organise a last-minute beach trip for him and the girls.

It was the perfect day for it too. Clear blue skies with only the barest smatterings of cloud, a deep blue sea with a modest tide, reaching neither too far inland nor too far out, and the winds were cool but not cold, the foreboding whispers of autumn yet to reach their home.

Naturally, of course, enjoying the beach wasn't the only reason he'd suddenly decided to whisk his subordinates away. If anything dragging his many subordinates along with him was just a front, a smokescreen, to hide the fact he and Colorado wanted a little alone time – and where better than the local beach, expansive as it was yet also connected to the forest further inland, allowing a bit of sneaking away if they were discreet enough?

It wasn't like their relationship was completely a secret of course, her sisters knew about it, but outside of them and trusted few friends nobody else was aware. Mostly for Colorado's benefit; she was a private person by nature and the idea of people fawning over her and the esteemed commander being together made her uncomfortable. Thus, their romance was kept behind closed doors more often than not, which suited them both just fine.

It just made it all the sweeter when they actually got to express it.

The Commander shook off such thoughts though as he turned the steering wheel in his hands, driving down the bend ahead of him and easing the car into the car park at the bottom of the gently-sloping hill. It was a small lot laden with sand thanks to the stretch of golden grains just beyond it, glimmering invitingly in the afternoon sunlight, but he found a spot and brought the car into park. From the rear view mirror though he spied another three passenger vans rolling down into the parking lot, some easier than others, but he still smiled at the sight. It was good to know driving lessons were paying off with his subordinates.

''Alright, we're here.'' The Commander called out languidly, undoing his seatbelt.

The casual chatter in the back of his own passenger van escalated, some cheering and others just groaning as they slid out of their seats – a total of nine present in the rear and all of them Ship-Girls. The moment someone opened the sliding side doors they practically scrambled out, Hornet cheering as she was finally out of the cramped van whilst West Virginia just groaned and rolled her shoulders.

A wry smile came to his lips and he glanced right, over to where Maryland was currently sat in the passenger-side seat. ''Maybe next time I should get a bigger van.''

''Ya think?.'' She drawled, casually unbuckling her own belt and pulling her bag out from under her feet. ''That's what'cha get for renting them on the cheap.''

''In my defence I wasn't going to hire top-of-the-line vans for a one-day trip to the beach.'' The Commander fired back.

Maryland just smirked, shoving her door open and shouldering her bag. ''Yeah, fair enough. Anyway, you just gonna just sit there or what?''

Grunting an agreement the Commander popped open the driver's side door. Instantly a cool breeze greeted him, carrying the salty scent of the sea and remaining fresh in his mind as he dropped down onto the asphalt underfoot. Numerous voices filled the air as the various Ship-Girl's he'd brought with him were getting their stuff out of the back of the vans, whilst the first few were already rushing down to the beach with cheers abound.

The Commander approached the rear of the van at a much more sedated pace. Enterprise and Yorktown passed him by, the latter smiling briefly at him before going back to chatting with her sister-ship, leaving some space for him to shuffle in and pluck his bag of stuff from the pile. By his side West Virginia was raking through her own bag, having the sense to shift it onto the asphalt to give him some extra room.

All of the girls were dressed in swimsuits, naturally – those that weren't already heading to the public changing rooms to slip into them, aided by the fact they were the only ones at the beach. However his gaze lingered only briefly on their swimwear, his gaze instead drawn to one ship in particular.

Colorado.

Compared to even her sisters she was dressed quite conservatively; her bikini a plain but charming white, leaving plenty of her ivory skin on show. Or it would have had she not also decided to don a thin but large white jacket, left open but still hiding her curvaceous figure quite a bit. As did the short white scarf wrapped around her neck, allowing her to tuck her chin into it like she did so often with her regular outfit's collar.

''You'll catch heatstroke like that.'' The Commander drawled flatly.

Colorado met his gaze unwaveringly. ''...but it's comfy.''

''It's summer.''

''Nearly autumn.'' She corrected.

''She's got you there!'' Maryland called out from some feet away, cackling. ''Anyway, you guys comin' or what?!''

''Give me a second.'' West Virginia grumbled, finally managing to get her guitar out of her bag. ''Alright, I'm coming now...''

Maryland looked over at him, one brow quirked, but he just waved her off. Smirking knowingly the burgundy-haired Battleship just turned on her heel and marched off; West Virginia soon to follow as the pair of sisters made their way out to the car park and down the sandy hill to where the others were already congregating. He let his eyes linger on them only briefly before turning his attention to Colorado, who had made no move to remove her own bag from the car.

She met his gaze, a pink blush colouring her cheeks.

''You wanna...?'' He thumbed past her, towards the more empty end of the beach.

A silent nod, and a small smile.

X-x-X

It wasn't hard to slip away from the others.

Between everyone being too distracted by the ocean, San Diego being attacked by a familiar shark, and the small strip of trees that hugged the bottom of the hill they were able to sneak undetected to the far end of the beach, far away from any prying eyes.

''...it's nice...''

The Commander only smiled at Colorado's gently-breathed comment. He slipped his left hand down into her right, fingers toying with hers only briefly before they interlocked in a proper handhold; something that brought a blush to the Battleship's cheeks. Nonetheless she squeezed his hand in return and peeked over at him, her mouth hidden behind her scarf but the gentle affection in her eyes easily seen.

Amused he leaned over and pecked her cheek. The blush deepened and her brow furrowed into an adorable frown, betraying the fact she was pouting, but he just hummed and looked away, waiting – and he was rewarded when Colorado leaned in, paying him back with a kiss to his own cheek. She tucked her scarf back up hurriedly, peeking behind them to make sure nobody saw.

None did – this far away they wouldn't be able to tell anyway.

Still, a bit more privacy wouldn't hurt.

It was that sentiment that prompted him to squeeze his lover's hand and pull her towards the trees. Though surprised Colorado didn't resist, her cheeks retaining their warmth as he led her into the sparse brush; deliberately putting a tree between them and where the rest of the fleet was. A tree he gently pushed Colorado against, smiling at her bashful expression and pulling her scarf down with his other hand, exposing those pale pink lips of hers.

Lips he claimed in a tender kiss. Colorado groaned softly, eyes closing and her hand leaving his, instead cupping his cheek. He responded by holding her hips, running his palms down her curves and to the back of her thighs, a quick grope preluding the palms that grabbed her rear. His touch was patient but he couldn't deny the simmering excitement that began to work its way through his body, encouraging him to press himself against her.

A shudder roiled through Colorado's curvaceous frame and the Battleship drew back from the kiss first, exhaling against his lips. Her red eyes shone with embarrassment but he could see the want in them too – tempting him to initiate another kiss, devouring her ensuing groan. This was why he loved their private moments together; he got to see her cuter side. The big softie behind the stoic Big Seven member.

''Mn... Commander...'' Colorado breathed against his lips. ''Aren't you getting a bit too excited...?''

Emphasising her words she slid a hand down between their bodies, cupping his crotch – his bulge made evident as she pressed his beige shorts against it.

''Hard not to be when I see you like this.'' The Commander confessed freely, pulling back to flash her a grin. ''You're damn gorgeous.''

Colorado huffed softly, brow pinched and lips pursing in a cute pout – one solved with a quick peck to her lips. The peck quickly devolved into a deeper, dragged-out kiss, a groan bubbling up his throat as she massaged his stiffening cock. It wasn't a proper handjob by any means, her grip light as she tugged on his clothed cock, his shorts limiting how much she could move it but hardly diminishing his pleasure even slightly.

Until of her own volition Colorado let go, then slipped her hand down into his shorts. A shiver of excitement jolted up his spine as he felt her fingers curl around his cock, her firm grip preluding the short, quick pumps that forced a groan from his throat. Though he was only slightly erect before her consistent pumps worked him up to full hardness, his length aching against her fingers as she worked him with an ease that came with familiarity.

Colorado broke off the kiss first, red-faced and chin dipped down. She leaned to her left and peeked around the tree, searching for a solid few seconds before looking back at him – and then kneeling before him. The implication wasn't lost on him and he was all too happy to go along with it, a cheeky grin on his lips that made Colorado sigh, though the faux-exasperation did little to dim the blush on her cheeks.

''You're so cute like this.'' The Commander whispered to her.

''Just be quiet.'' Was all Colorado said in return, stroking his cock. ''I don't want to be found by the others like this.''

''I'll warn you if they get close.'' He assured, petting her head. ''I won't embarrass you.''

The snow-haired Battleship smiled faintly. ''I know.''

Then she leaned in, and took him into her mouth. The enveloping warmth of her mouth easily coaxed a moan out of him, his voice starting stiff and tapering off into a hiss as he ran out of air. A sharp inhale replenished his lungs but he found himself expelling it mere seconds later as Colorado tenderly sucked her way back up his length, her lips popping off of the tip and her tongue swirling around the head.

Nary a second later she descended once more, taking him deeper into her mouth. Though she bobbed her head slowly she did so without hesitation; accepting half, then two-thirds of his dick between her lips, the gentle hold of her plump lips sending a thrill rushing down his shaft, his cock firm and throbbing within her mouth. Colorado hummed and replied by licking the underside of his shaft, her tongue dragging along his girth languidly at first before curling partway around the sides, wetting it with her spit.

''Mm... that's good...'' He praised her gently, carefully keeping his voice low. ''Keep sucking.''

Colorado hummed an agreement and popped her lips off briefly, jerking him off with her hand for several intense seconds – before seamlessly taking him back into her mouth even deeper than before. The hot wetness forced a huskier groan out of him, his lips pursing in a failed attempt to hold it back, but Colorado didn't stop; holding onto his hips as she started bobbing her head more earnestly, gliding her lips along his glistening-wet dick.

The Commander bit his lip, once more glancing about, but nobody was remotely close to them. Feeling more confident he reached down with both hands and prodded her own – and after a second Colorado understood, slipping her fingers between his own and holding his hands as she sucked his cock, the lurid noises escaping her mouth leaving him light-headed, be it the sticky slurps or wet grunts, or even the languid hums as she tilted her head slightly, tasting every inch of his cock.

His breathing became increasing ragged and his hold on her hands unconsciously tight. His legs quaked under him but he stayed standing – the task made much harder as Colorado shoved her head into his crotch, finally taking his entire length. The sensation of hitting the back of her throat was almost too much and he staggered, his gasp breathless, and both of them knew he was at his end.

''C-Cumming.'' He warned her anyway, pre-cum oozing from his tip.

A hard suck answered him, followed by many more in quick succession as Colorado's lovely plump lips dragged themselves along his cock in a constant, non-stop blowjob that fried his mind-

-until at last he came. A sharp exhale fled the Commander and he let go of her hands just so he could grab her head, yanking her into his crotch as he came down her throat, gush after gush of semen erupting from his tip and flowing straight down Colorado's throat. She held onto his hips, her grip firm and keeping him grounded as he otherwise lost himself in euphoria, his dick aching so very wonderfully as he just kept cumming down her throat.

Then abruptly the high waned, and with a breathy moan he put a hand on the tree behind her, propping himself up. Colorado quickly pulled back and covered her mouth, gulping several times and panting through her nose, her red eyes peering up at him as she held back any coughs she might've had – nigh-silent as she swallowed. Just the thought of his secret lover swallowing it all made his tip ache, arousal throbbing up his cock.

''...is anyone nearby?''

''No.'' He double-checked just to be sure. ''We've still got time before anyone decides to come down this far.''

Colorado hummed in acknowledgement, rising to her feet. She held his gaze for only a moment before she rolled her shoulders and let her heavy jacket slide off of her shoulders, pooling near the base of the palm tree and baring her beautiful figure to him, his eyes roaming over her curvy hips and slim waist to her generous bosom and ever-enchanting ruby eyes. The latter of which made her break eye-contact, blushing just from the eye contact.

Nonetheless the pale-skinned beauty turned, resting one hand on the tree and bending over at the waist, emphasising her curvy rear. The request was obvious and one the Commander was all too happy to oblige; a quick tug sending her bikini bottoms to her ankles and allowing him to get behind her, his tip soon dragging along her slit. Colorado didn't whimper nor whine, but the shuddering breath she let out told of her arousal, as was the way she reached back and pulled her left cheek aside, all but begging for him to just grant her some relief.

A desire he set about sating.

''Mm~!''

The Commander hissed in pure pleasure as he penetrated her, his tip parting her petals and sinking into her hot, moist core. The heat of her loins practically fried his mind and for a moment he just enjoyed the tightness clamping down on his shaft. His hands meanwhile grasped Colorado's lovely hips, tracing her figure up to her sides and then to her shoulder, giving them a tender squeeze as he pressed himself deeper into her, sheathing himself as deep as he could.

Colorado peeked back at him then. No words were said but the bashful look conveyed her desire well enough, and with a bit of shuffling he closed the distance and tilted her head towards him, their lips meeting in a kiss. They dragged it out over seconds and he savoured every moment of it, time itself briefly losing meaning as they just stayed connected. The moment soon ceased as the need to breathe drew them apart and Colorado pushed herself into his crotch, ass flush with his groin and his dick-tip nuzzling her innermost parts.

A notion that made him pull partway out, feeling her loins cling to his shaft – and jam right back inside.

''Hn~!'' Colorado bowed her head. ''Yes...!''

''Say it louder.'' The Commander breathed into her ear.

He bucked her hips just when she tried to – rendering her words a gasp. ''B-But...!''

''We can, hnf, afford to be a little loud.'' He countered naughtily, kissing her shoulder. ''Plus, think of it as vocal practice for when you and your sisters do that band thing.''

Her ass pressed into his crotch before he bucked forth once more, stuffing her tight cunt. ''Nn... m-more...''

''Louder.''

Colorado groaned, hanging her head as she took it from behind, his thrusts gradually gaining momentum – slow impactful thrusts becoming quicker, thunderous things, the sound of his groin impacting her shapely behind echoing through the quiet beach air. The palm tree shook faintly from their motions but otherwise didn't give them away – but the Commander's attention, truthfully, was on Colorado, waiting.

And for his wait he was rewarded. ''Harder please... I want it, no I... I need you. My body is aching for you, my head is fuzzy, I just... need you so bad...''

Her words trailed off into a flustered, demure whisper, too embarrassed by her own dirty talk to continue it – but it got the Commander's jets going, and with a husky groan he hastened his thrusts. The sharp slap of flesh preluded the moan jolted from Colorado's lips, her cheek pressing against the tree as he shoved her against it, dominating the curvaceous Battleship with his cock. His hands weren't idle either and slipped up her bikini top, pushing it out of the way and allowing him to cup her large melons, groping her breasts roughly yet arousingly.

''Yes... yes, dammit yes...!'' Colorado hissed strongly, clutching onto the tree hard enough to crack the bark. ''Don't stop. Don't. Stop.''

''So demanding~'' The Commander teased breathily, kissing her nape.

A kiss that made Colorado groaned huskily, eyes screwing shut. Her sopping cunt tightened around his length, unashamedly begging for even more of his rough love, and the Commander was all too happy to give it – jamming himself into her clenching tightness and fucking moans free from Colorado's lips. The scandalous noises, especially coming from someone as stoic and cold as Colorado, only fuelled the need aching up his shaft, her insides tightening especially just under the head of his cock and rapidly bringing him to his peak.

''Can I cum inside today?'' He hurriedly grunted out, grabbing her hips as he slammed into her.

''Yes.'' Had she been in the right mind Colorado would've been embarrassed with how forcefully she agreed, how unashamedly eager she was to feel him erupt within her.

But in that moment, dangling on the edge of an orgasm, she didn't care.

Something that prompted the Commander to pull her back towards him, his lips mashing against hers-

-and then with a sudden grunt the Commander busted his load inside of Colorado. The splash of sticky warmth within her instantly pushed Colorado over the edge, their mashed lips muffling her euphoric whine as she came with him; shoving her ass back against his crotch as he pressed into her, their bodies feverishly pushing and shoving as they drew out their orgasms – his hot load filling her every crease and crevice until she had no more room for his seed, the excess dribbling out down his shaft or dripping between her shaking legs.

Then the spell was broken as he pulled out; both of them pulling apart with a heavy gasp. They were left panting from their activity but Colorado still had the sense to peek around the tree; relaxing only when she noticed nobody was near enough to hear. However their comrades had steadily moved in their direction, some clearly wanting privacy of their own whilst others sought to explore; Portland in particular wanting to build a giant sandcastle, judging by her absurdly-large buckets.

The Commander snaked his arms around his lover then, kissing her twice on the nape and once on the cheek, luring her gaze back onto him – and allowing him to claim her lips in a brief kiss.

''Mn...?'' Colorado twitched as she felt something hard push up against her thigh. ''...you're hard still?''

''Guess seeing you in a swimsuit is just too damn hot, sorry.'' The Commander chuckled ruefully.

Colorado sighed but there was a fondness in her eyes as she did so, one hand coming up to cup his cheek, luring him in. The kiss was slower and sweeter than those before it, more romantic than truly passionate, but they savoured it all the same. As they drew the moment out Colorado turned and put her back to the tree and he grabbed her ass, lifting her up against the palm's trunk and pressing his cock against her bare, leaking sex.

A roll of his hips and his tip teased her opening, coaxing her left hand down, guiding him in – and as one they grunted as he entered her. With how wet she was he didn't have to worry about hurting her and he took full advantage of that fact, hissing through gritted teeth as he began moving right off of the bat, ignoring his sensitivity as he just focused on pistoning into her drooling pussy.

''Hnf, nn...'' Colorado held onto his shoulders. ''More...''

The Commander readily complied, and with a sudden buck of his hips he made Colorado moan – the sound quickly cutting off as she tried to stay quiet. He made that task much harder for her, grinning tightly as he buried himself in her honeypot, feeling her tense and tighten around his girth as he made love to her, the tree behind her keeping her steady as he went balls-deep in the Battleship like a beast in heat.

Colorado, however, wasn't entirely submissive. A fact she made clear as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into a sudden rough kiss, muffling their mutual moaned and tempting him to prod her teeth with his tongue. The moment they parted his tongue darted between them, finding her own and wrestling passionately with it. With how busy their hips were it quickly became a sloppy affair, their spit marring each other's lips as they went at it but too horny to stop now, not when they were feeling so good.

Then, as if jinxed, a voice suddenly echoed from further down the beach. ''Oi, Colorado~!?''

Maryland.

Colorado clamped tightly around his shaft and she pulled back from the kiss, shooting him an alarmed look – but they were both so edged right now they didn't want to stop.

So she didn't tell him to. Instead, she suggested another option.

''Hurry.''

The Commander didn't waste a moment and went to town on her, fucking a stifled gasp from Colorado as he slammed into her sopping tunnel, his body pressing hers into the tree. The risk of being caught before he could cum hastened both his motions and his excitement; the dangerousness like an aphrodisiac with how it amplified his pleasure. A pleasure no doubt shared by Colorado as his white-haired lover gasped and pulled his face into her neck, clutching onto him as he passionately pounded her raw.

Heated claps of flesh rung out but neither stopped nor slowed, knowing any second Maryland would get close enough to hear – but her shouts were too far for now. It was only because of that fact that they kept doing it; Colorado's feet pressing into his ass as she pulled him into her, begging to reach her high, edged ever closer to it by his ruthless, desperate thrusts-!

-when the Commander peaked. He held back a shout but a hiss still prevailed past his pursed lips, his expression contorting in utter bliss as he nutted inside of Colorado. However he pushed past it, forcing his hips to keep moving even as he busted his load inside of his lover, his cum staining her walls white and his tip scraping up against a sweet spot deep within her – until he made Colorado cum, her breath sucked in sharply as she slammed her head back against the palm tree, strangling his pulsating member as she orgasmed with him, her fluids soaking his groin from the intensity of her climax.

They kept feverishly rocking their hips and grinding their bits, extracting every ounce of pleasure they could from their union, until at last their muscles relaxed.

''Shit...'' The Commander cursed softly under his breath, pulling out post-haste and lowering Colorado back down, yanking his shorts up.

The Battleship slumped against the tree, breathing harshly even as she snatched up her coat and put it back on – but when she looked, she couldn't find her bikini bottoms. It must've been kicked away in the heat of the moment.

''Hey! I know you two are behind that ol' tree~!''

They were out of time – and so Colorado forsook her bikini bottoms, opting instead to just button up the front of her jacket. That done she stepped out into the open, her blush matched by the Commander's own and making their hiding all the more incriminating.

''There ya are~'' Maryland teased, a cocksure smirk on her lips as she came to a stop. ''Was lookin' for yas. Up to some mischief, eh?''

''Yes.'' The Commander admitted, looking aside. ''We'll keep our hands to ourselves moving forwards.''

''I ain't the boss of ya, Commander.'' Maryland snorted, but was still amused by the sentiment regardless. ''Anyway, Sandy got kidnapped by that shark again, so the Destroyers went chasin' after her. Thought we could set up the barbecue in the meantime?''

''Sounds good.'' The Commander quickly agreed. ''Lead the way.''

Maryland did so, chatting him up and preventing him or Colorado from staying behind to look for her absent bikini bottoms.

'...I'll come look for them later.' Colorado resigned herself, though her cheeks burned as she felt some of the Commander's seed trickle out of her and down her inner-thigh. ''...good thing this coat is long...''

''Eh? You say somethin' Colorado?''

''No.'' Colorado quickly answered, looking straight ahead. ''What were you saying?''

''Hm? Ah, yeah, so Helena was tellin' me 'bout this time she and the others went...''

And thus their day at the beach continued.

Intimacy interrupted somewhat, but still allowing them to blow off some steam regardless.

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