A/N: Was overcome with the hype of seeing the next event, so channelled it into writing an early lewd for the new UR Guam~
Not sure how accurate her personality will turn out, given she hasn't been released yet, but one can only try~
Do enjoy~
Heart Catcher
It wasn't every day that the port got a new member.
That wasn't to say it was a once-a-year occasion or anything, but after months of no new arrivals it was easy to treat a new one with fanfare and delight. Perhaps because of that many had gone out to meet the newbies, the small squadron headed by the Eagle Union cruiser Guam, who merrily chatted with her peers with barely a hint of uncertainty; a confident, chipper ray of sunshine in the same vein as New Jersey.
The Commander did not go out to meet her. He would've liked to, of course, but alas his work kept him behind his desk. Thankfully she still had to officially report in so he'd get the chance to meet her regardless, but he pushed such thoughts from his mind quickly – toiling away at the array of damage expenses the port had accumulated during the last firing exercise.
Turns out putting the targets only a small distance away from the port wasn't a good idea. Who could've known that, Akashi?
Grumbling about the green-haired cat the Commander almost didn't hear footsteps ascend the stairs to his office. He did most certainly hear the knock that followed, however, his head perking up as he gazed at the double mahogany doors, his earlier anticipation rearing its head once more.
Before with a cough he composed himself, gladly pushing his work to one side and folded his hands in front of himself, the ideal image of a stern, but fair commander. ''Come in.''
A chirp came from the other side of the doors before they sprung open, allowing his newest subordinate to enter with a spring to her step. Guam. Though he'd seen her image in her file seeing her in person was a whole different experience, his heart skipping a beat as he took in her bright, almost playful smile and entrancing blue eyes, the bottom rimmed with pink and her pupils stars. Her visage captivated him for a moment, so much so he almost didn't hear her talk.
''Hello Commander~! Thanks for having me here, I promise I'll do a great job, so rely on me, 'kay~?''
''Don't be too casual about it!'' Bremerton unsubtly whispered to her peer, earning a confused gaze from Guam. ''You do need to take this seriously you know?''
Guam pouted and sighed, though the vibrancy of her visage failed to fade. ''Alright, alright. I'm USS Guam of the Eagle Union Navy. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Commander.''
The Commander quickly coughed into his fist, clearing his throat. ''The pleasure is all mine Guam. Did you have a safe trip? Enterprise's report said you ran into a bit of trouble on the way here.''
''Oh, it wasn't anything too bad.'' She chipperly replied, prior seriousness evaporating just like that. ''It was only a search-and-destroy sorta fleet; couple BBs, some destroyers, the like. Enterprise mostly handled them herself if I'm being honest; I only got to contribute a couple salvos near the end of the battle when the enemy actually got close enough.''
''Well I'm happy you're safe at least.'' Was his warm reply. ''I'm guessing Bremerton offered to show you around the port?''
''Yep!'' Guam cheerily confirmed, hand on her hip. ''She's a real sweet gal, y'know?''
''Haha, indeed, I know that well.''
''You two...'' Bremerton sighed exasperatedly, a light pink flush to her cheeks. ''If you're done singing my praises can we get going? Gotta lot of people who wanna meet you, after all.''
''Alright~'' Guam turned back towards the door, but sent a smile his way, bright and honest. ''Catch ya later Commander~ Oh, and make sure to rely on me lots~!''
And with a thud, the doors closed shut behind them.
X-x-X
One week passed. Just one week.
Within that week the Commander found himself obliging Guam's request more and more. First it was because there was no other capital ships available to response to a distress call, then a need for some cruisers, then getting to know her before unintentionally having her help with his work since his secretary was ill – the times he relied on Guam rose to shy of a dozen times in just the first week alone.
Yet Guam did not complain once. With a bright attitude she accepted any and all tasks, be they dangerous or trivial, and made conversation all the while. From her merry tales he learned of her past exploits, mostly revolving around protecting carriers in the Pacific Ocean or acting as a squadron leader. In turn he told her about the goings-on in the port, the little tales that had become mythologised into the port's history from San Diego's singing to Enterprise's past skirmishes with Zuikaku or Akashi's habit of not putting exercise targets far enough away from the shoreline.
That latter part was just him being salty, though.
Nevertheless once the weekend had arrived the girls had decided to throw a little party for the newcomers. It wasn't anything huge, really, just a get-together on the bottom floor of the dormitory. There'd be drinks, some games, a movie would play in the other room – it was a cosy thing the girls often did anyway, but the inclusion of the new ships just gave them the incentive to make it a tad bit more exciting.
Naturally the Commander found himself invited; which was another way of saying Hornet and Wasp basically dragged him over, wanting their favourite drinking buddy. Unbeknownst to the two blondes though he was a master of pretending he'd drunk more than he had, enabling him to safely stay at the bar with Hornet without getting absolutely hammered.
The same could not be said for Hornet and Wasp, however.
''Mm... and I said, I said uh... yeah. Something cool, but I can't remember it. Trust me though I, I was super cool, ehe...''
Hornet's words fluttered between faint and strong as her consciousness wobbled with her words; slouched on the bar as she was. Wasp had already passed out ten minutes ago and been carried back to her room by Washington but Hornet was still going strong – though when she swung her drink back she nearly fell off of the cheap barstool she sat upon, prompting the Commander to hold her back, keeping her steady.
She slammed the mug door with a cheer and stuck it out, forehead to the bar as she groaned. ''Mmm Northy, gimme another glass~''
''...I think you've had enough.'' The aforementioned woman remarked dryly.
''Oh come on~'' Hornet whined childishly.
At that Northampton glanced his way, brow raised in question. The Commander silently shook his head in reply.
''Fine...'' Northampton made a show of taking the glass and rummaging about. ''Oh no, it looks like we're out of beer. Sorry Hornet, you drank the last of it.''
''What? I uh... mm...''
Northampton walked around the bar, sharing a private wink with him before carefully hefting Hornet off of the stool. ''Yeah, sorry, I'll buy you some more. Let's get you to your room so you can wait there, alright?''
Had she been in a clearer state of mind Hornet would've seen through the ruse easily. Drunk off her ass as she was though Hornet could barely formulate an agreement – the words slurring past her lips as she drifted in and out of sleep. Northampton just took that as a sign to carry her back towards her room, ignoring a snickering Washington who accepted bet money from several of her disgruntled peers.
Shaking his head at that he was about to get up himself, when he noticed he wasn't alone at the bar – the seat two paces to his right occupied by a familiar blonde.
''Mm, hey Commander~'' Guam grinned in greeting.
The Commander murmured a greeting in kind, noticing the pink flush to her cheeks that wasn't due to the heat – one proven by the slight, tipsy giggle that escaped her as she leaned forwards onto the bar-top. Vaguely he recalled her also getting some drinks but he didn't remember much of the last hour, admittedly, his mind foggy from his own slew of drinks, even if he was mindful to drink in moderation. A moderation Guam shared, thankfully; much more coherent than Hornet had been.
''Had fun?'' He inquired lightly, taking a sip of his glass. Nearly empty, he noted. Northampton wouldn't be back for another few minutes at least.
''Yep!'' Guam chirped. ''Everyone's really nice here, and Archerfish has been super kind to Thresher – girl needs more friends, y'know? Though 'nough about them, I wanna know more about you~''
''Me?''
''Uh-huh. You're the illustrious Commander, the genius strategist, the handsome leader of mankind~''
''I think you're overblowing it a little...'' He sweat-dropped. ''But I'll take the compliment anyway.''
Guam snickered at that and leaned forwards, cheekily reaching under the bar top and withdrawing a bottle of red wine from under the table – popping the cork on it and pouring some into her empty glass before sipping it. He almost wanted to chastise her for taking it without the barmaid's permission... but in truth, his eyes were on her chest; watching as her big tits squished down into the bar top when she leaned forwards too much. Even though they were fully covered their size was impossible to ignore. He imagined some of the more bust-conscious girls in the port might start to envy their newest comrade.
''Mm... d'ya not wanna talk about yourself in public, I wonder?'' Guam noted idly and took a quick sip of her drink, giving him some side-eye – speaking a moment later. ''If so, wanna go hang out alone for a bit? I wanna show off my new room anyway.''
Thinking on it for just a second the Commander uttered an agreement, clambering off of the cheap barstool gladly – the damn thing so thin he could barely put a foot on it without snapping the wood. Guam was much less reserved and hopped off of hers with a chirp; downing the last of her glass and thumping it down onto the bar-top, leaving it there as she passed him by. Nary a few steps later she slipped her right hand into his left, flashing him a cheeky smile as she pulled him with her, leading him to her room.
The thought brought some warmth to his cheeks but he did his best to ignore that. Nobody stopped them as they departed the main room and went out into the corridor, easily ascending the stairs to the second floor. Some people were meandering about, as they were on the third floor – but the fourth and final floor was distinctly quiet, on account of most of the dorms being empty. In fact of the about dozen rooms occupied, only about six were currently occupied, including Guam's room. It didn't escape his notice that all of the occupants aside from Guam herself were also downstairs.
Maybe it was the alcohol in his system but the thought lingered in his mind, his face feeling hot – and not from the alcohol. He shook his head to dispel the embarrassing thought but ended up letting his eyes fall towards the floor. And, in the process, caught sight of her hip. Her naked hip.
'She isn't wearing panties under that.' He realised.
It was an oddity he'd noticed before but overlooked, and it was only now, as she pulled him towards her room, that he realised his newest subordinate went commando on a daily basis. While having the equivalent of a pelvic curtain covering her crotch.
''Here we are~'' Guam merrily sang, her sudden stop nearly making him run into her. ''Hehe, you that excited to see it Commander~?''
''Er, sorry, lost my footing...''
Guam just smiled teasingly at him, those star-shaped pupils full of mirth. Nonetheless she let him off the hook and invited him in, his eyes quickly sweeping over her quarters for something to distract him – and mercifully he did. The walls had been repainted from the standard dark blue to a lighter shade near the bottom but retaining the dark blue colour at the top; white stars carefully painted nearer the ceiling to give the illusion of the sky. The blue carpet remained but some additional bits of furniture lined the walls now, from a bigger wardrobe to a full-length mirror.
Her bed, with a snow-white cover, was tucked over into the corner by the window – the curtain for which was soon shut by Guam herself. ''So~ What'cha think? New Jersey and Essex helped me out with the painting and Bremerton was kind enough to get me some new furniture. Pretty neat, right?''
''Yeah...'' He admitted freely, doing a slow turn as he soaked it all in. ''You all did well.''
Guam giggled and made to say something, stepping back – but caught her foot on a cardboard box, sending her falling back, her yelp ringing out even as he lunged and caught her.
Which, of course, was when his sense of balance decided to fail and sent him falling on top of her.
''Oof-!''
The bed caught them, bouncing them on the mattress. Nausea kept a firm hold on the Commander's mind though, his eyes screwing shut as he pushed away the disorientation... and when he opened his eyes he found himself staring down into Guam's star-shaped pupils.
''Ah...'' Pinkness coloured her cheeks. ''S-Sorry, Commander...''
''It's fine, I just...''
His words trailed off as he lost himself in those star-shaped pupils. Their faces were mere inches apart and his body was sprawled on top of hers, sending a shudder trickling up his spine – but before he could find the words Guam cupped his cheek, her thumb sliding along it.
''Hey... you're really handsome, y'know that...?''
He leaned down. Her lips were plump and fitted against his own perfectly, the kiss slow but full as he pressed into it. Guam let out a little hum of approval and ran her fingers up and into his hair, threading her digits through it as she kept him close, keeping the kiss going.
After a long moment the Commander retreated first, enabling him to see her expression shift from warm to startled. ''Ah... crap, sorry, that was wrong 'f me, I shouldn't do this when you're drunk-''
He listened to no more before the distance became nil, his lips mashing against hers. Guam made a noise of surprise, tensing... before all but melting under him. Her fingers ran down through his hair and held onto his shoulders, her grip firm and tempting him deeper into the kiss. The need for air soon forced him back but his lips were on hers nary a second later, muting her charming whine.
He couldn't get enough of it. Her charming persona. Her pretty eyes Her sexy body. All of it was a confluence of attractiveness to him, his right hand shifting up her side and soon laying over her left breast, slowly but firmly kneading her tit through her top. Guam didn't slap his hand away though but instead just moaned, laying her hand over his own as she wordlessly encouraged him to fondle her more, to touch her to his heart's content.
Whether because of the alcohol in his system or his budding feelings for the perky cruiser he obliged; shifting onto her left side and running his right hand down her side. It wasn't long before his fingers touched the creamy flesh of her hip, tracing the curve of her groin in – and Guam shivered under him as his digits caressed her sex. In the back of his mind he realised he was going a bit fast, that he should probably slow down-
-all of which fled his mind when Guam moaned, her voice soft and aroused.
His fingers slid between her petals a moment later, his index finger pressing up between them as he teased her – the cruiser's moans stifled by a sudden, but far from unwanted kiss. He couldn't get enough of just kissing her, one smooch always leading into another as he lost himself in her smooches, her giggles, her smiles. A feeling seemingly shared by Guam herself as she pulled him down into another kiss, her tongue prodding his teeth.
He parted them and pushed his tongue against her own. They wrestled feverishly, their drunkenness inhibiting their movements somewhat but if anything put them on fairer ground – their sluggish tongues pushing, tangling, squirming. It was an arousing dance made all the more so as he rubbed her entrance, teasing a husky groan out of Guam herself. One that soon spiked into a whine as he pushed not one but two fingers inside, wriggling them inside and making the drunk cruiser tremble.
''Mm- haah~'' Guam broke off the French kiss with a moan. ''Commander, just like that~''
Her right hand felt down his front and palmed at his crotch, making him acutely aware of the tent he'd pitched. Yet any sort of embarrassment or self-consciousness was rapidly evaporating from his mind, leaving naught but horniness behind – the aforementioned urge prompting him to rock his hips, grinding into her palm. Guam cooed at that, grabbing his cock through his pants and tugging his dick, the slight, subtle motions getting him so painfully hard.
So much so he made a choice on a whim, pulling back. Guam whined at his retreat, pouting... only for a fresh blush to colour her face as he unbuckled his belt, his pants falling. His cock could barely stay in his boxers and nearly slipped out through the front; springing out the moment he pulled his boxers down, his shaft erect and twitching. Though it took a second Guam stirred out of her surprise, a little grin curling at her lips as she pulled the front of her outfit up, baring her sex to him – no panties to hide it.
''Let's do it...'' Was all Guam breathed.
The Commander didn't even consider refusing, so lost in the moment was he. Guam's thick thighs opened and he moved between them, his cock-head sliding along her pussy once, twice – and on the third go he penetrated her.
''Mn... a-ahn...'' Guam turned her head to one side, writhing. ''S-So this is what... it feels like...''
The Commander didn't have the breath to reply, simply groaning as he buried himself within Guam, fitting a decent portion of his dick inside. Though their foreplay was brief it was enough to get her at least a little wet; her petals parting for his shaft as he steadily sunk into her womanhood. Guam hissed softly and he slowed, retaining enough sensibilities to take it a little slower, but dammit if thinking wasn't hard.
Such thoughts were pushed from his mind as Guam's hands travelled over his back, pulling his body closer to hers. His eyes found hers and without missing a beat he claimed those plump lips of hers once more, groaning into the cruiser's mouth as he pressed himself into her – his slow, firm thrusts sinking him in deeper and deeper, her slick insides gradually accepting more of him until he was practically sheathed fully within her.
Yet that wasn't enough to satisfy his lust. Adjusting his hands across the quilt he dared to thrust himself in more actively, his hips jolting more than thrusting and sheathing his cock into the blonde – earning a slew of husky moans from Guam's lips, her pussy seizing around his intruding cock, like a sticky tunnel that constricted his member. The sensation only felt more intense in is drunken state, his body rocking forth and burying his dick in his partner, their moans filling the bedroom.
''M-Mm, Commander~'' Guam grabbed his hair again.
Without hesitation he closed the distance, fulfilling her unspoken desire and devouring her moans as they kissed – his tongue invading her mouth assertively. Guam replied by wrapping her legs around his waist, her horny noises staggering every time he plunged his cock into her; the fleshy 'plap-plap-plap' of their colliding bodies exciting them both, fuelling the needy heat within their loins.
The bed under them squeaked in protest, the headboard bumping up against the wall too, but the Commander made no attempt to silence it – simply groaning and burying his face in her hair. Guam held onto his sides, her moans taking on a sweeter pitch as he drove his cock in at just the right angle, his shaft slotting into her just right and making her leg-lock tighten; her thighs pressing into his hips and her ankles locking tighter, forcing his thrusts to become shorter but faster, their bodies crashing together to the tune of slapping flesh.
''Ah, yes, a-ahh~!'' Guam mewled out, her breathing rapid. ''Don't stop, don't stop, gonna...y-yes~!''
The octave she reached only hastened his hips further, pounding himself into the curvy cruiser under him with a passion that could only be described as primal – his throbbing cock plunging into her tightening tunnel multiple times a second, railing Guam and making her clutch at the sheets, her cry caught in her throat and her back arching away from the bed, her expression tight-!
And then she came; a strangled, wheezing sort of cry escaping her. The sight was enough to push the Commander over the edge as well; thrusting twice more before busting his fat load inside of Alaska's sister, his cum profuse as it splattered deep within Guam and no doubt filled her womb with his warmth. His following thrusts slowed but his cum shots did not every throb of his cock preluding the gush of semen he splattered within her; affirmed as he sheathed himself fully inside, his tip practically kissing her cervix as he delivered several more plentiful spurts into her.
Shudders and shakes rocked his body, his breath got stuck in his throat more than once – and with a fatigued groan the Commander pulled out. Guam's weakened legs offered little resistance and spilled apart, letting him pull out and causing a small waterfall of cum to overflow from Guam's ploughed pussy, the sensation making the drunk blonde moan.
''Nn... there's so much~'' Guam flapped an arm in a feeble mimicry of a gesture. ''Phew... dang...''
The Commander shared that sentiment, fatigue weighing down his muscles, but said fatigue was easily to push back when he gazed down at Guam – his eyes running along her creamy thick thighs and her ploughed sex, her folds glistening with her arousal. Her thighs twitched then as she sat up, her cheeky grin catching his gaze.
''Hey, wanna see a neat trick I learned a while back when I was tinkering with my rigging?''
He had barely started to agree when Guam glowed – and in a flash, her clothes were gone. Not disintegrated, not destroyed, just gone – and leaving her completely, utterly naked before him. Everything from her large breasts that spilled apart to her taut tummy and long legs, every part of her was exposed to him, easily getting him fully erect.
Something Guam had wanted, clearly – her little snicker his only warning before she flipped them over. His back hit the bed and the sudden flip left him disoriented, but Guam's giggle did a good job of clearing his mind – his gaze quickly returning to the blonde as she straddled his lap. His erection sprung up against her sex, earning a coo from the blonde herself as she rubbed herself on his tip, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she worked those wide, child-bearing hips, the sinful description only getting the Commander harder, if possible.
''Mm...'' Leaning forwards – giving him a truly divine view of her tits – Guam angled his cock back, eased herself down-
-and with a delighted moan impaled herself down to the base in one swift plunge. A curse fled his lips in an instant, both hands flying to her hips and holding them tight as the buxom blonde began to ride him, sliding up his cock before freely dropping back down, taking practically his entire length inside of her.
''Hng~ It's going in so deep, ah, at this angle~'' Guam moaned out shamelessly.
The Commander couldn't answer, the air knocked from his lungs as she planted her hands on his chest; leaning forwards as she dropped herself down onto his cock. The angle set his nerves alight with how assertively she impaled herself onto him, her wet tunnel squeezing him with every penetration – soon tempting his hands down to her ass, helping lift her up before she dropped back down onto his cock.
Guam moaned her thanks, eyes fluttering shut and expression becoming cutely scrunched, perhaps unaware of how entrancing it was to watch her tits bounce about mere inches from his face. His eyes couldn't just settle on them though, soon flitting down to gaze at her thigh thighs or at their connected parts, his girth spearing into her pussy as he bucked his hips up – fucking a sharp moan out of his partner and tempting her to lean back.
His hands left her ass, sliding up her sides and groping her big breasts only briefly – instead sliding his hands into hers. His digits got between hers and with a lopsided grin Guam squeezed his hands; her moans richer as she threw her head back and bounced on him with enthusiasm, her knees digging into the bed as she so enthusiastically rode his dick. His gaze once again were drawn to her chest, watching them bounce, every little motion so enamouring.
''Haha, guess you, mn, really like my boobs huh~'' Guam teased, winking at him. ''Don't worry, I'll let ya, ah, use 'em later... just lemme, ah... nnyah~''
Her words devolved into a senseless moan as she tipped her head back once more, losing herself in the pleasure – every roll of her hips taking her all the way down his cock. She sprung back up as quickly as she could, her nails digging into his knuckles as she no doubt grew close to her end, his own orgasm threatening to hit at any second. His drunken state only further worsened his inhibitions, his mind drawn to the sticky wetness around his shaft, of their mixed fluids drooling around his girth as he thrust himself up inside of her.
The sopping tunnel that enveloped him tensed further, applying wondrous pressure that threatened to make him bust -when Guam released his right hand and reached back, grabbing him by the balls.
The sudden grab pushed the Commander over the edge, his startled shout ringing out as he erupted inside of Guam – a torrent of cum shooting inside of Guam and making her squeal, her back arching and nearly sending her on top of him as her own orgasm wracked her curvaceous frame. Her squeal rapidly tapered off into a breathless moan as she rocked her hips, the subtle motion wringing him dry for every last spurt of seed.
Until with a moan Guam lifted herself off of his cock, letting him slip out.
''Ah... there's still so much...'' Guam eased herself down between his legs, a breathless grin on her lips. ''Lemme... suck it all out...''
The Commander would later learn that a drunk Guam was a very amorous Guam – and, when combined with him, a very horny Guam.
One satisfied only when she'd drained his balls dry with a titfuck, and multiple more rounds of sex.
Not that he was complaining.
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