The Fairest of All Chapter Two: Exhilarating Moments and the Many More to Come
Cinderella's room was everything the Commander thought it would be. Neat and orderly, lavish and decadent, and absolutely filled with the crystals Cinderella had Grave appropriate into mirrors for her.
"You've obviously made yourself feel at home—" His spiel was cut short by Cinderella, her hand deftly, swiftly, and without a shred of difficulty shoving him onto her bed as he turned back toward her.
By the time he looked at her, she was already kneeling on the ground next to his legs hanging off the bed. "It seems your clothes were soiled in our haste to get things started, my Prince." With a bat of her eyelashes, Cinderella slowly approached him from below, her demeanor saying nothing about the fact that she'd been the one to 'soil' his clothes.
"Then would a radiant lady like yourself help this poor man out of them?"
He could feel a smile creep up his lips as she started undoing his belt for him. "A radiant lady like myself doing such a thing would surely be a sight, wouldn't it, Prince?" He couldn't tell if this was Cinderella's way of teasing, but it certainly showed a different side that he'd yet to be privy to.
With a clack, his belt was off, and his pants soon followed, Cinderella's arms working at an alarming pace to undress the man in front of her. "If you'd allow me, Prince." Standing up, Cinderella motioned toward his body, her intent clear. Everything was supposed to go.
Without a shred of doubt in his body, the Commander surrendered to the girl before him. "Be my guest." A smile laced both of their lips at his words.
Cinderella closed the distance between them, her hands quickly starting to undo the buttons of his uniform with an almost practiced dexterity. It was apparent to him that Cinderella, even now, was pushing them along. Her breasts, along with her perky nipples, pressed against his body with not a care in the world or the fact her knee, yet again, was teasing his crotch by riding into it, not that the Commander disliked nor would complain about anything that was happening.
Cinderella looked down at him with a satisfied grin as she finally removed his undershirt. Leaving him almost entirely nude, save for his boxers, the last line of defense that the Commander knew in his heart would soon be following. "Would my Prince like to strip me next?" The alluring smile on her face made the offer beyond tempting, but he had other ideas.
"I think leaving them on for a little longer wouldn't be so bad." After all, if everything was out in the open, there wouldn't be any room for his imagination to run wild. Also, to be fair, it wasn't like her clothing did anything for her in the modesty category. He was more than happy to keep looking at her just the way she was.
Cinderella closed her eyes and smiled then, almost as if his answer was something she'd already expected. Silently, Cinderella fell back down on her knees. A singular glance was spared toward the Commander's face before returning to her new object of interest. The particular object, his cock, was somehow still hidden underneath the straining fabric of his underwear.
Cinderella didn't speak as she moved her head toward the Commander's crotch, his member underneath long since hard from their previous tryst. Her hands slowly came up and brushed alongside his toned thighs, resting on top of them gently as she drove herself even closer to him. Frankly speaking, considering it was her first time doing anything like this, the Commander didn't know what to expect. At least, that was what the Commander assumed.
"If you ever need me to pick up some slack, I'm all—" His words that he'd meant to come out confident and assuring, instead came out staggered as Cinderella brushed her face against the tent of his boxers, the feeling of her hot breath on his stiff shaft, even through them, far in a way stimulating in its own right. The girl didn't bother herself with responding to his body's shiver as she pushed her face flush into the fabric and against his burning hot dick. With her face so close, he could practically feel her deep and long inhale through her nostrils that followed shortly after as she looked up at him with her half-lidded eyes. If he wasn't as hard as he could be a second ago, he sure as hell was now. Honestly, if it was up to him, she'd already be bent over and screaming his name, but he wasn't the one running the show right now.
The Commander had, however, changed his thoughts on Cinderella. She definitely knew what she was doing.
Without tarrying, the girl grabbed the hem of his underwear, her cool fingers making yet another tingle run up his spine. "I had Grave procure some material for me beforehand. It's hardly befitting for someone like me to ruin a moment as beautiful as this." It seemed Cinderella had managed to pick up on his thoughts loud and clear.
With a snap of its elastic, his underwear was whisked off his legs, his bare cock springing back up in a blink of an eye, almost hitting Cinderella's nose with its momentum in the process. She sat there in front of it, her eyes clearly fixated intensely on his tip, already leaking precum from when he had been fingering the girl in the entryway.
"Marvelous." The simple word and her gaze turned him on more than he cared to admit.
With a practiced grace, Cinderella slowly grabbed him, her hand soft and cool yet firm and warm. Steady and sure of itself.
"Prince?" Cinderella spoke with hesitant breath, a seeming impatience in her tone. "You've extended your courtesy to me already, but if something is uncomfortable for you—" The girl started jerking him off then, her hand going up from his tip and using every bit of his leaking fluid to lube up his cock in its entirety. "Don't hesitate to tell me." Cinderella looked up to him, her face flushed with heat and her breath heavy as she continued to work at his shaft with her hand. For a second, the Commander could've sworn she had a coy look in her eyes.
Cinderella continued to stroke him, whatever little hesitation she had now completely gone upon looking up to see the Commander's blissful face. "No complaints here." Cinderella needed no other words of encouragement to grow bolder with her advance.
Her free hand quickly came up to his engorged balls. The surprise of her cool touch caused a shockwave to run down the Commander's body—a "sorry" slipping out of his mouth at his abrupt action the only reason Cinderella didn't immediately pull herself away.
Cinderella continued, her hand massaging the sack in her hand as she stroked him up and down, continually appropriating his precum as lube for her handjob. To the Commander, it was heavenly. Looking down and seeing a woman as pretty as Cinderella giving him a vigorous handjob. What more could he ask for?
Cinderella believed that what her resources had instructed her to do was precisely what she was doing. She was confident that she was doing well but felt something was missing. It felt like a need of hers was unfulfilled.
"Prince?" The girl spoke through her continued movements, not missing a singular beat as her hands continued to religiously stroke her Prince's cock in a hypnotizing rhythm.
"Yeah?" The Commander replied through gritted teeth. Even if he wasn't a novice at any of these sorts of activities, receiving a handjob from someone like Cinderella set him off in more ways than one.
"You'd appreciate my face more if I were currently performing fellatio, would you not?" The girl's absent-minded look, flushed cheeks, demeanor, and the current situation hadn't prepared the Commander nearly enough for what the NIKKE said.
It wasn't that there was an issue with her grammar; her use of it did certainly surprise him, however.
Cinderella's stiff use of words was something he could worry about later. What mattered now was responding to her question; he wouldn't start lying to her now. "Even thinking about you doing that is enough to feel like my balls will explode." He was a man of integrity, and he certainly wasn't going to lie to Cinderella—one of the few who had been truthful from start to finish with him—of all people.
A gentle smile graced her lips for the umpteenth time that day.
Gently and slowly, Cinderella stopped her handjob, his throbbing cock immediately feeling the loss of warmth along its surface as it continued to leak profusely from his ever-growing arousal. Then Cinderella's hands returned to rest on his thighs, causing another tingle to run up his body—this time the sensation running straight to his cock, his anticipation growing more and more as he waited.
Cinderella hummed to herself at the sight of the growing distress on the Commander's face. It was cute to her that such a confident man like himself could be led along so easily.
She leaned forward slowly, her eyes never leaving him for a moment. Her breath grazed his dick as she grew nearer, the hot air only causing it to twitch, the suddenness of which only caused her to waft in his musk again. A scent she couldn't help but love. One that she desperately needed more of. The remaining distance shrank to nothing. Then, as if she was proclaiming her love to it, Cinderella planted a shameful kiss on his head. When she pulled back slightly, only to lick her lips after that, the Commander could feel his arousal increase tenfold.
Salty, sweet, and just a little bitter, but entirely too addicting. Those were Cinderella's thoughts as she returned to his cock and eagerly ran her tongue up its length from the bottom to the very tip, lapping up whatever precum she could find in her mouth. The Commander shivered at the pleasure of both the action and the sight.
Cinderella wasted not a moment as she eagerly positioned her lips on the tip of his dick, the length of which she looked down like the barrel of a gun, never in her mind doubting that she'd be able to fit it all in, but instead that her Prince would feel such pleasure similar to what he had made her feel.
With a nibble of his cockhead that egged out a delectable moan from the man above her, Cinderella slowly impaled her throat with his cock, the sudden intrusion gagging her.
"Cinderella—" The Commander moaned her name out, his worry outweighing the pleasure at the exact moment. Cinderella, however, only fueled further by his concern, continued her seemingly never-ending descent down his shaft, her mind and lust forcing her body to comply with her demands.
Instead of choking or gagging, she found that she couldn't help herself anymore. Her body was burning up—her abdomen practically flaring up with heat as she guiltlessly leaked onto her bedroom floor. Her fingers quickly found their way to her still-exposed crotch. Her pussy was drenched, pleasure erupting over her body all the while, all from the simple act of sucking her Prince's dick.
It should've been unsightly.
"Gods, you're beautiful, Cinderella." The words came out of the Commander's mouth as if it was the most natural thing, his hand stroking the top of her head as she sucked him off. He always did this. He spoke the words anyone needed to so desperately hear at just the right moment. He'd be tried in court for stealing hearts if she had her way because she felt her's practically melt on the spot.
With another push, Cinderella felt her lips hit the base of his girth, the imagery of his throbbing cock now buried inside her throat blaring in her mind. She was full, but it felt so guiltily right that she dreaded pulling him out of her mouth. Her hands only moved faster at diving in and out of her needlessly wet pussy, fearing the moment she'd have to wrench his cock out of her throat. The Commander couldn't help but let a groan of satisfaction slip from his throat at her endeavor. He could feel every bump and crevice of her throat along his glands. All of them only acted to further his arousal into unnecessarily scary heights.
Before Cinderella made her regrettable retreat, she used whatever she could of her tongue to tease his plump balls, ones that she could feel tense up at the warm, wet sensation. She could hardly wait for the moment they'd let out his virile seed into her throat.
Nevertheless, the information she had Grave gather for her had been proving exceptionally useful thus far. With Cinderella's current curiosity sated, she unsheathed him from her throat, the sudden emptiness expectedly leaving her only wanting to dive back in for more.
The two looked at each other then, neither quite knowing what to say during the small break from their debauchery.
"You're pretty scary when you get into the swing of things, aren't you, Cinderella?" The Commander's face, which had been in absolute bliss only a moment ago, had returned to his usual jovial and lighthearted self. The contrast only increased Cinderella's want. "But I think that part of you, one you only show me, is lovely." With a movement as slick as any playboy, the Commander stole Cinderella's lips.
Cinderella had long since come to an understanding of what exactly everyone saw in her Prince. The Commander, in all honesty, was someone entirely intoxicating to NIKKEs. He was unexpectedly kind to them when no one else was. He treated them just like he would anyone else. He respected, cared for, and loved them like his significant other. She knew he was a womanizer, but that mattered little to the girl who hadn't expected any relationship like the one she had now, nor one with the man of her adoration. A man who treated her with a kindness she didn't believe she'd ever deserve after everything she had done.
Cinderella couldn't get enough of him. She knew her thoughts were one and the same as everyone else, but right now, he was hers and hers alone. The thought alone was enough to cause her body to shake with an unmistakably guilty glee.
Cinderella couldn't stop herself as she dove into his mouth in kind, an insatiable force driving her body forward for more. Her hand brushed against his cock, an uneasy feeling in her chest as she started pumping it again, her wrist working overtime for the absence of her mouth. Then when his rough hands began to knead her tits again, she couldn't help but feel the unending pit in her stomach deepen.
She needed him.
She breathlessly lowered herself, forcing his hands off her chest as her head, yet again, eagerly awaited lowering back down onto him. "Praise me more, Prince." Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, her saliva dripping onto her beloved's hard, needing head. Her hand continued to go up and down his shaft, her mouth finding its purpose by going down further and sucking on his balls, the sensation something the Commander could only dream of until now.
"You're radiant, Cinderella." His words came out through barred teeth. "One of a kind. The sexiest person I've laid eyes upon." Cinderella paused for but a moment, her heart skipping a beat as she looked into his winced eyes. Then, as if a prelude to what would happen, her tongue rolled around his head, only for her mouth to consume him in a fury as she dove her head back onto his dick as she let his length slide back down her throat with uncanny ease. His grunt of pleasure was music to her ears as she used whatever she could to fuel his pleasure to greater heights.
"Y-You're the best… You're beautiful." Even through his moans, he still found room for sweet nothings. "You really are a goddess of victory." She usually might've rolled her eyes at his frankly corny praises, but right now, they were only acting as fuel to her fire.
Cinderella locked eyes with him, the red tint to his cheeks only fueling Cinderella's drive to finish what she had started. Her head bobbed back up, her tongue trailing up the bottom of his cock all the while, letting it almost fall out of her mouth right up until her lips met his engorged cockhead.
She didn't understand what it meant before, but now she believed she knew what it meant to have your 'switch' flipped.
Cinderella fell, her head bouncing back up and down without warning. The Commander's cock speared her throat over and over, Cinderella doing her best to use her tongue and throat to the best of her ability. She tested out new angles, new depths, and combinations of the two. With tongue, without. Down her throat, tucked into her cheeks. Anything to get more of him and to make him want more of her. The slobbering sounds she emitted as she sucked on his dick was an uncompromising gravity, pulling the two of them together, yet also into their own worlds.
A hand fell on her head, and a pitiful look spread across the Commander's face as he did so. He wanted more. That much she could tell without a word between them.
She went back down, her nose yet again brushing against his groin, the tip of his dick reaching the deepest point of her throat and causing her to tremble from the effective log she'd shoved down her gullet. Her tongue fondled his balls with an intensity that made him quiver as the hand on her head pulled her back up, letting Cinderella gain a brief respite before his hand pushed her back down, his hips meeting her mouth as she wheezed from the forceful act. Then again, he pulled her out, his hips thrusting forward to jam his length down her throat before she could react as he started to face fuck her.
She would've blamed him for ruining her beautiful face if she wasn't a sopping mess.
"Cinderella…" A guttural groan escaped him, driving her senses back to the present. Her throat was being ravaged by him as she accepted it all wholeheartedly; simply letting her Prince use her throat for his pleasure while sating hers in the process was something merely divine. "Use your tits, please—I'm close." The mention of his impending orgasm only urged the girl to comply.
Her mouth left his cock a saliva-ridden mess. Nevertheless, she continued to lap at it as if addicted, even while she rearranged herself, her breasts taking over as they enveloped his mast, leaving only his swollen head visible between her massive tits.
She squeezed her breasts together, the pressure driving a moan out of the Commander's mouth as he winced and threw his head back, the hot sensation between her thighs growing ever more, practically begging her to shove the dick between her breasts inside of her desperate pussy.
Her mounds moved in asymmetry as she continued to try to wring out the Commander's cum from his cock, burying her face in between to suck on his tip, egging him on even further.
"Cinderella!" The Commander's shout of pleasure almost startled her as he grabbed her breasts. The sensation caused her to squirt against the floor as the Commander started pumping his hips into her breasts as if he were a mere beast in heat and her tits were his mate.
He spared her no opportunity to rest as he pulled on her swollen nipples as he thrust into her waiting mouth, her tongue lapping at his cock whenever it'd get close enough, her hands going straight for his balls, almost urging them to blow their load all over her.
His thrusts grew short and quick, and his breath grew ragged as he hammered away at her chest even faster. "I'm cumming!" She could feel his balls tense with his words and, with an all too eager motion, hilted his cock down her throat again, her pleasure growing in tandem with her impatience.
The warm insides of her throat proved too much for him at that moment, as with a singular deep thrust and a hard sensual squeeze of her tits, he ejaculated straight into Cinderella's mouth, the torrent of fluid barrelling down her mouth in quantities she couldn't have fathomed.
A dragged-out low moan escaped his mouth as he continued to pump his hips into her waiting maw, his semen pouring relentlessly into Cinderella's mouth as she hugged his legs and kept her face buried into his groin.
Cinderella didn't panic or scream when she felt the unnatural amount of liquid pour into her stomach. Instead, she felt herself become lost in pleasure as she continued to swallow his load bit by bit, cumming onto the floor alongside her Prince. The material Grave had prepared for her had nothing about anything like she was dealing with, but Cinderella frankly liked it that way. Not everything needed to be known beforehand, and she relished the moment she found herself in as her mind turned to mush.
The Commander slowly let go of Cinderella, and likewise, as Cinderella reeled herself back in, she let his cock slip out of her mouth with a pop.
To say he was surprised would be the most significant understatement of his life. He had thought Cinderella was inexperienced—she was—but for the girl to take the lead and be so eager at that only made his heart churn with appreciation. "Sorry, I haven't had the time to take care of myself lately, so I was pretty backed up." His attempt at easing the atmosphere was met with Cinderella's audible swallow—a noise he hadn't remotely expected to hear. Then, letting her tongue spill out of her mouth, Cinderella let him look into her maw as she looked up at him.
There was nothing left.
He had ejaculated what felt like more than in his entire life in a singular load, and for a girl who had never given a blowjob before, Cinderella scarfed it all down like Tia did a dessert.
"Am I beautiful, Prince?" Her smile was infectious, her lust was insatiable, and her needs were clear.
He could practically feel his vigor return to his body at the sight before him.
"Cinderella." He grabbed the girl's hands and pulled her up to the bed, her body complying with his efforts and, a moment later, lying defenselessly on her clean bedsheets, ones that would undoubtedly be dirty in only a few short moments. Her incredibly long twin tails billowed out over each side of the bed as if holding her in place. "I'm going to undress you now."
Cinderella hummed as his hands came into contact with her. His fingers succinctly and swiftly worked away at her outfit as if he had done it a thousand times before.
With Cinderella's helping hand, the Commander slipped her out of her clothes. It was a sight that only enraptured him more as he looked at her naked body.
Her pearl white skin, large breasts and pointed nipples, wide hips, an ass that would make any woman jealous, and her drenched pussy that was practically begging him to shove his erect cock in it only made his brain further shut off any other function that wasn't sex-related.
With eager hands, he reached out and groped her tits. The feel was immediately different from when she had her thin bodysuit on. A gasp escaped her mouth as he suctioned his lips around one of her fat nipples and swirled his tongue around it.
"Do you like my breasts that much, Prince?" Cinderella's cheeky smile through her pleasure-ridden face only made him take her lips with his, the deep kiss they shared growing in intensity as he continued to massage the pliable mounds in his hands, his cock pressing into her stomach only causing the mewls she sounded into his mouth to become that much more needy.
"I've noticed that you get off with your tits—" Almost as if to prove his point, he flicked her nipple, the ripples of pleasure that came from it erupting from her core as she moaned into his face. "—and I'd have to be crazy to not love a beautiful pair of tits like these." His hands never left her breasts as he continued to squeeze, pull, and knead them with unyielding affection.
A stifled giggle sounded from Cinderella's mouth as she watched him, her body still squirming from the pleasure she was being given. Nevertheless, a smug smile spread across her lips as she leaned in to whisper. "Then be sure to savor every part of me, Prince." Be it from the sly look on her face or the way she smiled at him as if egging him on, the Commander could feel his arousal peak.
He could feel her sultry words creep into his ear, the shock running up his spine telling him that all of this was real and that the girl who'd he thought to be an untouchable and flawless goddess may actually be more than a bit perverted in nature.
Cinderella had left him with but a single option going forward. The only thing left to do now was buy some time for his partner down south to recover.
Without a word to Cinderella, the Commander moved, not a moment later positioning himself squarely behind her, his cock dangling next to her face. The Commander looked down at her body as he peered over her. Cinderella's breathing ragged in anticipation, her hand never daring to leave his hardened partner as she stared up at him with her crimson eye, the look in it practically pleading for him to just get on with it.
That would have to wait, however, as even with her massive mounds that seemed to ripple with every movement she made, it would take an idiot not to notice her thighs marred by her own fluids.
A little tease before the real thing wouldn't be a bad thing, but what he was about to do to Cinderella could also be considered a reward for all the hard work she'd put into making him feel good.
The Commander snaked a hand down her body, finding his digits resting against her wet entrance, a hitch in her breath as she stared up at him, all the evidence he needed to know on how Cinderella viewed what was going to happen.
"Legs up, Cindy." The words fell out of his throat, and as if in a trance, the woman beneath him complied, her long, thick thighs quickly coming up and spreading for him, leaving herself completely in the open.
It only took until his arms came up and hooked around underneath her knees, locking her legs in place in a position that anyone would be able to easily see everything if they were to walk in on them for Cinderella to know precisely where her Prince was taking this.
A dissatisfied whine echoed through her throat at his actions, but an equally pitiful one escaped her lips as he brushed his digits over her clit, Cinderella's body quivering from the slightest movement. "Prince, waiting any longer would—"
"Shh—" The Commander's whisper came but a moment before his fingers plunged inside her. Cinderella's quiet plea turned into a shriek of pleasure as she was forced to take the man's assault as he kept her pinned on her back. "Letting the tension boil a little longer always helps." He wasn't about to explain to the drop-dead beauty in front of him that he needed a little more time to recharge.
"I believe there's been more than enough foreplay, Prince—mff~" The beginning of another complaint began to leave Cinderella's lips. However, it too was intercepted by the Commander's fingers finding nooks and crannies Cinderella didn't know she had.
The Commander hummed along to Cinderella's moans as he prodded her insides, the dexterity he'd built in his experience being put to the test as she writhed underneath him. Whatever tricks her body offered him became something he'd immediately implement into his routine as he pleasured the NIKKE.
Cinderella breathlessly moaned as she was forced to look down her body, past her cleavage, and to her drooling pussy being toyed with by the man of her affection as his fingers stabbed inside of her, a silent need building in her heart as she felt the heat of his cock radiate against her skin—demanding her entire attention.
She couldn't reason it in her heart that her Prince had no idea what he was doing to her. Leaving her in such a position. To be teased relentlessly. To have the object of her desire dangled so close to her face that she could practically lick it. "I think you'd like it around…" In her lust-filled haze, Cinderella heard the Commander's words, but she didn't pay any heed until his hand pressed into her abdomen, the pressure from it building up inside her womb as his fingers prodded into her—then her vision became white.
The burst of pleasure she felt rocket through her body at that moment should've been illegal.
"Here?" The Commander's innocent inquiry of a whisper came out with impish punctuation as Cinderella howled, body shaking underneath him, her lower half desperately convulsing against his fingers.
Cinderella, in all her life, had never felt anything like this… Something so euphoric—so pleasurable.
She could feel herself slipping over the edge, and she could tell she would be barrelling over it any—before she could fully relish the moment, however, the Commander's hands abruptly left her body.
A poignant and laughably punchable smile spread across his face as Cinderella weakly gazed up at the man above, her body trembling from her near explosion of ecstasy and her eyes burning with both lust and anger at what he had just done to her.
"Prince~" Her voice slipped out of her throat. A weak garble from her near orgasm and a twinge of silent aggression at her lover's seeming refusal to grant her sweet release. She was aching even now as he hovered his fingers over her wet lips, her hips unconsciously hoisting themselves up to meet his hand in a silent plead.
"What?" Even with who many consider to be the person who damned humanity into their subterranean refuge staring up at him with a palpable annoyance, the Commander sat still and savored the sight of the white-haired beauty who was Cinderella.
Something about putting such a person in a place of total disarray felt so guiltily right to him. That feeling was good enough that he didn't necessarily feel like loosening his reins on her just yet—that is, if she didn't beg for it. That could just maybe change his mind.
"Please~" Speak of the devil. "Haven't we waited long enough?" The NIKKE squirmed in an attempt to make his fingers reenter her. Her hips doing their damndest to position her nether regions against his digits.
The Commander's fingers, however, brushed flatly against her lips. The sharp sensation of pleasure caused her to hiss in brief satisfaction. "You're gonna have to do better than that, Cindy." He may have sounded annoyed or fed up. In all honesty, he felt like if he wasn't holding himself back right now, he would end up using the poor girl as a cumdump for the next couple of hours—and he had a feeling considering where this was going, it would end that way. At the very least, Cinderella didn't seem to mind that sentiment.
Her eye looked up at him then. A singular emotion sparked across her face as she turned her head and greedily licked at his cock dangling next to her face, a low groan etching its way out of his throat at her action.
No words were spoken. Instead, the two stared at each other as Cinderella, in an almost trance-like state, tried her best to lap up whatever liquids his dick leaked.
The Commander then understood that maybe his teasing had gone too far… Whatever break he had needed had long since passed, and he could already tell that he was basically blue-balling himself.
He let go of her then. His body moved on its own as he moved to face Cinderella. With her on her back and him on top of her, the Commander gently egged her legs to spread yet again as he grabbed his cock to line it up with her entrance.
At this point, neither of them was thinking. It would be more fair to say they were simply following their lust.
Cinderella's breaths grew ever more haggard at the mere notion of what would come next as she placed a hand on his muscular chest, the other gingerly snaking its way down to grab at his shaft and help him position himself.
The tip of his dick rubbing against her slit made her twitch, her eyes never leaving his as the tension between them rose to heights they had yet to reach today.
"Point of no return, Cinderella." With one hand grabbing his cock as he continued to rub his tip against her folds, his other pressed into her stomach. The familiar pressure on her G-spot caused yet another unbearable bout of pleasure to bubble up within her core as she moaned.
"Please, Prince~" Cinderella's face pleaded as she lay on her back, her face flush and her mind riddled with pleasure. "I need you." With a force that the Commander would consider disconcerting, her hand tried to pull him closer to her entrance.
"Then shouldn't there be a magical phrase that'd make this Prince of yours do exactly what you want?" He wanted to see if any of the material Grave had prepared for Cinderella had what he was looking for.
Cinderella's face flashed from perplexed to embarrassed to ashamed and finally landed on acceptance as her arousal swelled to heights she thought unimaginable, his hand kneading her stomach and his dick practically piercing her aching pussy. Swallowing her doubts, she spoke, her hands beckoning the man into an embrace. "Please stir up my pussy with your big dick and make me a stuttering mess, Prince." Her face burned a crimson he doubted was supposed to be possible, but he couldn't bring himself anywhere near close enough to care about that right now.
She'd said what he wanted to hear, and now it was his duty to make that request a reality.
With one last tease of his cockhead against her entrance, he slowly but surely entered her, his arms coming around her in the most comforting and tight embrace he could muster.
"Ahh!" Cinderella half moaned, half screamed as his cock slowly plowed itself inside of her. Her hands quickly found his body and held onto him like he would leave if she didn't. Her guttural scream turned into an enrapturing moan as she forced the man on top of her to lock lips with her, the Commander never slowing down for a moment as he continued to slowly shove his entire length into her.
Fun fact for all the Nikkephiles out there. NIKKE's don't have hymens, which means the pain response is purely their bodies just not being used to having something intrude into their private quarters. They do, however, have fully functional vaginas and placeholder wombs. Why did the big three companies unanimously decide upon this? No one knows, and the Commander never bothered to ask. He just quietly thanked them in his head that they couldn't get pregnant. This fun tidbit also extended to NIKKEs from the beginning of the first Rapture invasion, as the Commander had so graciously been able to learn when he and Scarlet had their own private 'session' together.
His prolonged, slow intrusion into her made her walls clamp down all that much harder onto him as she wailed into his mouth. Her ever-tightening pussy squeezing the practical life out of his cock—a feeling he didn't dare complain about—was akin to a warm, wet, and very tight vice.
"God, Cinderella." The words came out in a grunt as he pushed farther in, a moan simultaneously escaping both of their mouths as Cinderella squirmed underneath him uselessly. Whatever strength she could usually muster was gone. Now, it felt like she was any other girl as she harmlessly spread her legs for the person she'd fallen in love with. The only difference between her and an ordinary girl was that Cinderella could flatten an entire army of Raptures by herself and win any beauty pageant by just showing up. "It feels like your pussy's trying to squeeze the cum out of me." The words died on his lips as he felt the familiar feeling of his cock pierce through Cinderella's cervix, the sultry moan she let out signaling the pleasure that erupted from her core as he used her to fully sheath his cock inside of her coiling pussy.
"Prince, aghhh~ a-are you in?" Through heavy breaths and pants, Cinderella managed to speak, her breasts rising and falling alongside her ragged breaths as she took long, deep breaths to steady herself.
"Yeah…" With a dragged-out grunt, he stared at the girl beneath him. "No doubt about that one." Her red eyes locked with his, an unmistakable passion threatening to consume him whole if he stared for too long.
With his full-length thrust into her and his body propped up above Cinderella, the Commander couldn't help but grow more aroused. The idea by itself was already a scary thing, but the level of arousal wasn't something he had felt since his threesome with Naga and Tia—not that he wanted to compare the moments in such an arbitrary way.
Where he found himself right now was what was important, and the person infront of him was someone who deserved every emotion he could convey.
With a lean forward, his lips latched onto hers. The kiss was carnivorous and hungry, as if neither could ever truly get enough, no matter how long they went at it. "Cinderella." The needing look she gave him as he pulled away only made him want to dive into her fully then and there. The only thing keeping him in check now was that this was Cinderella's first time, and even that barely kept him in check.
With her hand coming up to cup his face, Cinderella spoke through quiet whimpers. "Do whatever you must to find pleasure in my body, Prince." Cinderella seemed to notice his inner turmoil even as she shivered in pleasure from having her core impaled. Her words spoke volumes to him as he shuddered at the thought of using her like some toy for his pleasure.
Be that as it may, it was far too tempting to pass up.
"I'm gonna start moving then." As if he had turned into an entirely different person, the Commander slowly pulled out of her, the vacancy immediately causing Cinderella's womb to weeb with a longing that almost made her beg him to shove his dick straight back into her. Beg; however, she didn't need to do, as without a single warning upon pulling his cock out to just the tip, the Commander suddenly reentered her at a pace that made her cry out in pleasure.
"Uoogh~!" With the singular thrust, she could feel her mind slip at the pleasure that rocketed throughout her system as whatever juices her pussy could offer up to his cock were sprayed at him at that moment as she came.
Through her selfish climax, she could hear him click his tongue with an almost glee as she spasmed and moaned underneath him. "Cinderella." The tone he took as he spoke only made her quiver even more as he stayed fully hilted inside of her, her orgasming insides seemingly trying their damndest to milk his cock by how hard she clenched onto him.
"From now until we're done. We're lovers." As if to tease her even more, he gyrated his hips, his cock seemingly hitting every single crevice and bump inside of her, causing her mouth to hang open in a nigh-constant moan as her pussy did nothing but leak and squirt from her unending orgasm. "That means I'm not even thinking about pulling out when push comes to shove." The sentence alone almost pushed her over the edge again as he continued to gently tease her insides.
"I'm all y-yours~" She breathed out her moan into his face as she felt his cock somehow grow alongside her words, her convulsing insides doing their damndest to trap his cock inside of her.
She could almost see the Commander smile a little with her words. "P-Please, you don't need to mind me…just fuck me already, Prince." With a movement as slow and tender as her still-spasming body would allow, she moved down to his chest, letting her tongue drag along his body, his defenseless nipple none the safer as she lapped at it with her all-too-eager tongue. Her saliva marred his skin as Cinderella hoped that whatever defenses he'd been holding up to ravage her would come falling down with his reason.
With a deep, shaky breath, the Commander fell silent as he let out a low groan at Cinderella's actions.
Whatever trigger Cinderella flipped must've been hit as hard as she could've as she watched her Prince pull himself out of her in a practiced motion. His cock, yet again, painfully vacant from her insides, but his face was still close enough to feel his hot breath against her neck as she continued to mark his chest with her tongue. "Then be a doll and tell me if it's too much for you." His words held a weight to them that made her core ache, but before she could say another word, his length rammed itself back into her.
A scream of a moan was forced out of her throat as their hips clashed together, an intoxicating pleasure bubbling up her body from his singular thrust as she whined from the air being knocked out of her. "Prince~!" The Commander didn't respond as he slowly grabbed her legs, forcing her knees up to her chest, only leaving her lower body to be as wide open as possible for him.
"You were the one that said, 'Fuck me already, Prince'," he growled. Cinderella's face flushed as his length slowly pulled itself out of her again. This time, however, she could feel it entirely pull out.
She was going to pout to the man at that moment—but as if he'd known her coming reaction, he reentered her, immediately pumping himself straight back all the way to her womb in a singular addicting motion.
"Oughh~!" Her lascivious whine was met with another thrust of the Commander's hips as he heaved himself out of her pussy, only to throw himself back into her with reckless abandon.
"Fuck, Cinderella…" His grunt was music to her ears as he continued to pump into her, his hips doing their best to shove his entire cock in and out of her with as much force as he could manage. "Grave gave you one tight cunt when she made you!" The moan that escaped his mouth and the absolute bliss on his face only made her ravaged hole leak even more as she panted.
His throbbing cock rammed into her, hitting whatever weak spots he'd found earlier perfectly as he pumped himself mercilessly into her. The constant spearing of her insides only caused Cinderella to moan louder and louder as she practically begged the man who'd pinned her down on the bed to continue having his way with her. Any passerby could've mistaken Cinderella for an animal, the noises far from what you'd expect from the Second Generation Grimms Model.
The Commander relished the moment as Cinderella latched onto his chest, her tongue dragging along his chest, her teeth leaving bite marks all over, and her fingers digging ever so slightly into his back. The prick of her nails breaking his flesh made him wince only a little, but it was nothing that the Commander was unused to. Instead, he continued to think solely about how good he felt right now as her walls clung to his cock—how good he was making Cinderella feel as she hung her mouth open, moans escaping her lips as consistently as she did breathe. Her beautiful face contorted into such pleasure that he couldn't help but feel his balls tense as they worked in overdrive.
"Prince—aggh~!" He cut her off with a particularly hard slam of his cock into her. "P-Please~" The girl whimpered up at him as she forced his head down into her lips.
The kiss was messy, like something you'd only ever see on some of the raunchiest AVs you'd only ever dream about. Their lips mashed together in a rage, the click of their teeth loud and clear making both of them wince in pain, but neither dared pull away. Their tongues entered the other's mouth as if doing so would force the other to submit.
The Commander let go of Cinderella's legs and instead shifted his hands onto her hips to force the girl's body onto his cock. His thumbs pressed down into her abdomen, causing her womb to feel every little movement in their fury of bliss. Cinderella's scream of pleasure into his mouth only made his cock throb that much harder for the girl. "Faster, ahhh~!" The girl broke from their messy kiss only to shout out a demand that the Commander wouldn't say no to. Her head quickly fell back down to the bed as she grabbed his arms holding her, her body quickly falling victim to her Prince's desires.
"With pleasure." Through a grunt of exertion and pleasure, he forced her hips toward him in tandem with the swings of his, the nigh-constant clash of flesh and moans now something both were addicted to.
The Commander compelled Cinderella's body onto his as she spasmed and gyrated her hips against him while he hilted inside of her. Even now, Cinderella was trying her best to make the both of them feel good, even as she drowned in pleasure. The Commander, however, couldn't unfix his eyes from staring at her bouncing tits as he rammed into her. His movements caused them to ripple with the force and move as if they had a life of their own.
When his mouth closed on one of her still-swollen nipples, it wasn't hard to imagine the girl's shrill whine of pleasure.
The Commander liked tits. He wasn't going to lie, nor was he going to defend himself. He also liked thighs and asses. Big or small. He was a man of class, and he'd die on whatever hill someone would fight him on.
One of Cinderella's hands came down to brush at his hair. The soothing feeling starkly contrasted with the vigorous mating they were participating in. He could feel his balls start to tense up as he continued to rut into Cinderella's wet pussy, her juices still endlessly spilling out and staining her once-clean bedsheets.
Cinderella seemed to notice his cock twitch inside of her as her legs wrapped around him, pinning him against her with nowhere to run. The smile on her pleasure-ridden face as he looked up, telling him everything that she didn't need to say.
Did she think her Prince wasn't a man of his word or something? He wasn't one to count his chickens before they hatched, but the record showed that the Commander's pull-out game was possibly the weakest of the Ark… Not that the fact was something he was particularly proud of. Eventually, that'd land him in hot water.
Even with his movements being restricted by Cinderella's legs, that didn't stop the Commander's hips from thrusting into her snatch with the renewed vigor of a man high on life. His thrusts were shorter, and he wasn't able to pull out nearly as much as he had, but the grip of her pussy gave the man more than enough reason to continue jamming his cock back into her. "I'm gonna cum. Prince!" Cinderella's yell was accompanied by her mewl as he locked lips with her.
His thrusts grew even shorter and faster but all the more heavy as he reached around her legs to grab at her ass to torque himself into her as much as he physically could. His one intention was blatantly and obviously clear—he was going to blow his load into the girl as hard as he possibly could.
"Cinderella!" His shout was the signal, as he pounded into her, the singular moment of break between their sloppy makeout the only thing warning both of them of his coming climax.
Her legs only squeezed around him tighter as her hands helplessly grabbed at his body for stability. His hips continued to ram into hers, the gentle movement of her womb descending onto the tip of his dick, causing him to spiral and pierce her babymaker with the gusto of a man on his honeymoon.
Without a singular thought, the Commander grabbed Cinderella and squeezed her tight, her soft breasts squeezing into his chest like a cushion. The woman only mirrored his action as his balls tensed and her core burned.
Then, with a white-hot sensation piercing both of their minds, they came.
Cinderella was the first to fall as her pussy squirted and spasmed against the Commander's cock inside her, an animalistic wail escaping her mouth unlike any other, only partly muffled by the Commander's lips mashed against hers as her entire body shook from the pleasure coursing through her being. Then, the Commander soon followed, the sudden grip too stimulating for him as he felt himself cascade over the edge. His cock wedged squarely in her womb soon sprayed unending lumps of cum to fill her full, his shaft continuing to twitch as Cinderella's pussy mercilessly squeezed him for all he was worth as they both mindlessly rutted into each other, trying to prolong their orgasms.
The experience was bliss for Cinderella. Something entirely beautiful in nature. A feeling that she wouldn't forget for as long as she would live. She thought this even as she was high from her ecstasy as his cock continued to jet his cum into her deepest parts, coating her walls and womb with his baby batter. The only regrettable part she could think of was that none of this would lead anywhere. There would be no child. There would be nothing, but that was something Cinderella could ponder later. All that mattered now was that she was the pleasure she was drowning in as she was endlessly filled with her Prince's love.
"H-Holy fuck…" The Commander's words came out shaky as his balls continued to empty themselves into the twitching girl underneath him, her face a mix of delirium and absolute bliss. With a few short thrusts and a couple more splurts of whatever the girl's pussy could wring out of him, the Commander finally pulled his still somehow erect cock out of Cinderella's private quarters, leaving the girl twitching and drooling on her bed as her pussy gasped like a fish out of water as his cum sloshed out of her like a leaking faucet.
Considering how strong Cinderella was, this was probably the only time he'd ever see her like this. Especially if this wasn't a one-time thing. Considering how skilled she was for being a novice, he was confident that soon she'd be running a circus on him in no time. So, for now, he'd commit this to memory.
"P-Prince?" However, the girl's daze seemed to end only when it started, as she stared back up at him. Her smile was as warm and serene as it always was. This time, though, he could tell something else was in it.
Love.
"Am I beautiful? " Her voice came out crystal clear, nothing like the howling she was doing mere moments ago.
"The most I've ever seen you." The Commander could only grin at the girl beneath him as she stared back with a smile as strong as his.
The two stayed like that for a bit, simply gazing at the other in serenity and post-nut clarity. A moment cut short by Cinderella effortlessly propping herself up and yet again capturing his lips in an impassioned, lengthy, and deep kiss as she bathed in his presence.
"May we go again, Prince?" Her flat tone and characteristic stare almost made him laugh as she sat infront of him, his cum oozing out of her still obviously needy pussy.
The Commander didn't hate that idea one bit. "I don't think I even need to give my opinion." The girl moved slightly then as if to reposition herself.
"Glass Slippers." With those two words, a shrill of fear crept up the Commander's heart as he watched her once inactive weapons come alive and float toward her and settle by orbiting her naked body.
Cinderella then stood as if she were weightless, her eyes still fixated on him even as she leered down. He didn't piss her off, did he?
The small pang of fear in his heart only grew as Cinderella started to lower herself onto his lap, the sudden realization that the girl he had fucked silly was still a NIKKE and, in fact, weighed more than a car abundantly clear in his mind. "Wait, Cinderella!" His hands desperately tried to stop the woman, his palms quickly coming into contact with her breasts as if holding them would stop her descent.
A descent that happened nonetheless but did nothing to absolutely shatter his pelvis.
"Wait… What?" Cinderella sat on top of him, her legs straddling his cock between them as she let her weight rest on his body entirely.
He should definitely be experiencing some chronic bone breakage by now. He'd already learned this lesson well enough because of Isabel. That woman couldn't take a 'Wait!' or 'You'll break me!' seriously.
"Did you forget, Prince?" Cinderella looked perplexed as she stared intently at his face mere inches away from her. "I can fly, so doing something like this is effortless." Cinderella inched closer to him, her soft thighs squeezing his cock between them in a makeshift thigh job, her hot southern lips noticeably rubbing hungrily against the underside of his shaft.
For him being the rising star of the Ark, the Commander sure had his moments. "Let's just forget I'm an idiot for the moment and get back to it." He'd rather focus on the good things rather than weigh in on his more than likely brain damage.
Cinderella returned a smile that made the Commander's unease melt away as he felt the need to reexplore the body infront of him—inside and out. It wasn't often that he could go three rounds, but from the feel of things, tonight wouldn't be an issue. His hands quickly ran along her thighs as she sat on him, the feel of her soft skin against his, an addiction he could feel would surely never go away.
"Prince." Cinderella leaned forward, her breasts pressing into him as she whispered into his ear. "Make love to me." The words reverberated in his skull, even as Cinderella's lips stole his, her folds ground against his girth, and she slowly raised her hips. The feeling was familiar, but something was different. The difference, however, was something he was also used to.
Cinderella was coming onto him, not as just any other NIKKE, but with a clear intent. She was coming onto him as if they were a newlywed couple…and he'd be damned if she wasn't leaving pregnant—well, at least if she was a human.
Right now, they were neither Commander nor NIKKE. They were lovers. That's all that mattered.
Cinderella, with her hips raised, lined herself up with his cock, the seemingly endless flow of fluids pouring out her pussy now serving as lube for his entrance. Her breathing was as ragged as it had been a moment ago as she stared down at him with loving eyes.
It was a glorious sight.
She pushed herself down, only letting his tip slip inside. A shiver of pleasure rocked through both of their bodies like lightning. Then, with her body betraying her and quaking in anticipation of what she would do next, Cinderella fully lowered herself.
There was no slow motion in this entry; the woman instead opted to fell this proverbial dragon in one fell swoop. A move that may or may not have been her wisest decision as the Commander felt his cock slip into her deepest parts, the familiar feeling of his head crashing into her womb causing a guilty moan to escape his lips.
"Prince~" his new lover whined as she captured him, the slap of meat loud and pronounced as her ass smashed down onto his thighs. He could feel her pussy's walls close tightly around him once again; her shaking body clung to him like a koala as she took slow and shaky breaths. Whatever saying there was about never being able to re-enter heaven after you left was evidently false.
"Haah…" Their shared groan of satisfaction rang through the room as the Commander embraced the girl. His mind was doing its best to try not to focus on her moist, hot insides that coiled around his cock. That, however, didn't stop him from commending the beautiful girl's valiant attempt at wringing out what was left in his still-packed balls with enthusiasm.
"Mhhhm~" Cinderella winced, her eyelids closed in her self-propelled ecstasy as she leaned backward, propping herself up by placing her dainty hands on her Prince's knees.
The Commander freely stared at Cinderella's body, her heaving breasts as they moved alongside her staggered breathing, her taut stomach clenching and unclenching from his cock buried inside of her innermost reaches, and her delectably soft thighs that pressed into his. Her hair curtained out the rest of the world on either side of him. The simple notion that she was his and his alone threatened to make him teeter over the edge, the pressure of her walls only edging him further and further over the abyss that was his orgasm.
Nothing was hidden from the other anymore. Cinderella's and his bodies, intentions, dreams, and love. All were laid bare as if the two of them were the only people left in this entire god-forsaken earth.
Cinderella's mouth crept up into a smile as her crimson eyes looked down and her hands rubbed her stomach. Her hands, however, pressed into it a tad too hard as they elicited a rapturous moan from her mouth and a grunt from his at the unintended tease of her g-spot and the pleasure that erupted through his cockhead inside of her. Even so, her smile only increased as she looked back at him. "Prince, you'll pour your precious seed into me again, won't you?"
"If you'll allow me, Princess." Though, he'd rather die than not experience that pleasure again.
Cinderella's smile melted as she placed her lips on his, her tongue prying open his mouth as it dived into his. The feel of it rubbing against his teeth and egging him on pushed him along as he fought back. Their tongues were soon caught in a battle as their saliva mixed together.
Simply making out wasn't enough for either of them anymore, Cinderella voicing this opinion plainly as she pulled herself up, his throbbing shaft twitching as she let her hips rise. Then, as if gravity forced her down, she fell again, the sound of his balls smacking her rear loud and poignant, leaving the Commander almost reeling from the pleasure. He could feel his need rising by the moment as Cinderella trapped his tongue in her mouth and rose and fell on his cock. This was far different from their first time when he had let his pleasure run the show and simply forced the NIKKE to follow. The tables had turned, and she was seemingly dead set on having him empty his balls into her.
"Cinderella…" His grunt captured her attention for but a moment before she slammed her hips back down, the squelch of their juices mixing into a sound that by itself was erotic.
"Is there an issue, Prince." The girl looked at him, lust in her eyes as her chest pressed into him, her nipples rubbing into his, causing friction that sent them both spiraling. "Just bask in my beauty~" The NIKKE was clearly losing herself in her own absorbed world.
Cinderella's hands forced his to her chest, her eyes practically begging him to do his best to ravage her, to defile her in whatever ways he could think of. Then, with a particularly powerful movement, Cinderella drove his sweaty cock back into the deepest parts his length could reach, the heat from within her threatening to consume him.
The Commander could barely make out a sly grin on the NIKKE's face through his pleasure. "I need you to pump your cum right into my tight, needy pussy, Prince. I want your beautiful cock to ravage me to the point of exhaustion." Cinderella's face was flush red, but that didn't stop her from slamming her ass back down onto his length, the feel of her wet walls wrapping around his swollen cock; in all honesty, she only seemed to double in her efforts to force him into orgasm.
The Commander could do nothing as he sat there, staggered from her words and body alike, squeezing her pliable, heaving mounds in his hands as she slammed her tight, ever-needing cunt on him. The only thing he could do was continue to drown in the pleasure of it all, and pleasure was the one thing he couldn't get enough of.
With everything he had, the Commander thrust his hips forward as much as Cinderella's weight would allow, the movement causing the NIKKE to moan as she bounced on his dick like a rabbit in heat, her heaving tits bouncing even as his rough, calloused hands continued to knead and tease them.
A determination sparked in him as he almost lost himself in the pleasure of it all. He didn't like being the sole receiver in these kinds of situations. He wasn't going to let this be a one-man job—no, if he was going to pump Cinderella full of his cum he was going to make them both blithering messes.
With a force he didn't know he could exert, the Commander hooked her legs with his arms and picked her up, the weight of her floating self significantly more manageable than a regular NIKKE. "P-Prince~" His actions, however, caught his lust-filled partner unaware as she was lifted into the air as he stood, his cock still buried within her tight snatch.
Cinderella grabbed hold of his toned arms that held her, her body burning up at the simple act of being picked up like this; what they were doing only added to that fact.
With every movement the Commander made, Cinderella rutted against him. Her use of flight proved poignantly valuable for her, even in her compromised position. "I'm not gonna stop even if you beg me, Cindy." The use of the nickname caused the girl to fluster even through her arousal as she hooked her arms around his neck, her eyes never so much as batting away from his face as she locked her lips with his.
With a teeter, the Commander thrust himself out of her, only for his hips to slam back into her before her body had the opportunity to fall. "Ahh!" He could feel her insides clamp down on him, desperate to keep him inside of her. Instead, he pulled himself back out and spread her insides out again, spearing him into her without a single sense of mercy as the NIKKE moaned into his mouth.
He could feel his body begin to tire through his movements, but the pleasure that his every action egged out only made him continue. Cinderella broke free of their makeout session, only to slide her slippery tongue along his sweat-drenched chest, her tongue lapping up whatever of the salty liquid she could. "B-Beautiful~" her mouth hung open after, moans and whines escaping her as she let her head fall onto his chest, her eyes seemingly transfixed on something to their left.
It was a mirror. A crystal, actually. One that perfectly showed the Commander driving his cock upward into Cinderella's drenched pussy, their liquids freely falling and pooling beneath his feet. "It really is." A groan escaped him as he spoke, his movement never ceasing as he felt his clench from the sight.
Cinderella braced herself as he slammed back into her, their moment of clarity no longer than needed as he continued. "T-The mirrors—haah~ will record all of these beautiful memories~" Cinderella tried to speak through the Commander's thrusts, his assault never giving her the courtesy of rest.
He was unbearably close now. The pleasure that raged through his body as his swollen balls slapped against Cinderella's ass when he thrust back up into her proved to him that he could blow at any moment.
"Prince~ I'm so close." Cinderella's eyes hung heavy as she panted, her mind still transfixed on their so-called 'beautiful' sight.
"M-Me too." He couldn't contain a moan from escaping his lips as he pushed himself into her, his body ignoring the buckle of his legs as he tried to shove himself deeper into her.
"T-Then—breed me, Prince~" Cinderella's sudden words made his mind flash white. They were nonsensical. NIKKE couldn't get pregnant, and the notion was asinine, but that didn't matter to the Commander. No, the words alone drove him over the edge like no other. If she wanted to be bred like D did last Valentine's Day, then he'd do just that.
With a thrust of his hips that had every last bit of power left in his body put behind it, he came.
He could feel his balls tense as they tried to flood her insides. His cum sprayed into her in ropes, the liquid quickly filling her as his dick kept firing on all cylinders. The feeling of having her womb bathed in his semen only caused Cinderella to squeal as she forced him into an embrace, their lips meeting in a final euphoric kiss as her pussywalls clamped around his dick and wrang him out for all he was worth.
It was unlike any other. Tender, sweet, affectionate, and filled with love. The action alone made his thrusts continue in eagerness as Cinderella ground against him in kind, both of their orgasms extending into a blur of euphoria and pleasure as Cinderella bathed the floor in her nectar and the Commander his cum that spilled freely from the NIKKE's packed pussy.
His body gave out before his balls did as he fell to the ground with Cinderella, his head landing squarely between her heaving mounds, and his arms only lasting a moment longer as he grabbed onto them hungrily. His one intention was only to continue rutting into her as he lay on top of her. Even with his stacking exhaustion, his balls relentlessly forced cum out of his cockhead, his ropes slowly decreasing in quantity as he filled Cinderella with a constant stream of his semen.
He couldn't stop his brain from turning to mush as Cinderella continued to moan and writhe underneath him. The ecstasy of having her nether regions filled by the man she loved caused her to shutter, and her insides to only clamp down harder on his shaft, her now free legs joining her insides by locking his hips close to her.
The Commander, like he had intended, was draining himself dry.
After some time, he slowly returned to the land of the living, his awareness being brought back to life by Cinderella's digits rubbing against his back in affectionate circles and the familiar heat still encircling his somehow erect cock.
With his face still buried in his chest, he craned his neck to look at her. Her smile was radiant and loving, her hands brushing against him gentle and soft, and her skin glistened with a vigor he couldn't quite remember it had before… He had to blink for a few moments before he realized he wasn't in the presence of an actual goddess. "Did you feel good, Prince?" Her voice was sweet, like honey on his ears.
"Good isn't even close to covering it. 'Divine' would be a lot more in the ballpark." His voice cracked as he spoke, his bouts of pleasure from his climax still seemingly having an effect on his body. "You?"
"Marvelous. Enrapturing. Addicting. Beautiful." She closed her eyes and rubbed his back, her smile telling the Commander everything she didn't.
He did a good job.
"Well, it was my pleasure, Cinderella." He was satisfied. He'd done his job and completed it without fault. All that was left now was probably heading for a shower and finishing whatever he was supposed to do today.
Cinderella's arms, however, did not let him go. "Prince," Cinderella spoke with a detail that caused the Commander's spine to tingle. There was still a carnal need in her tone. "I thought another round would make this day even more beautiful." Her arms squeezed him just a light amount.
He could feel her walls around his cock squeeze him for a moment, her control of her body immaculate.
He was going to need a good long soak after this was over.
The bath's water was hot enough to feel like it breached his skin and warmed his very being. Was there anything better than soaking in a tub after a shower on a particularly tiring day? He couldn't think of many, but one that stood firm on his mind was having someone join in. Something the Grimms model NIKKE very much did in earnest.
Cinderella sat herself on his lap as they soaked in her bath. The tub's size didn't entirely give off the impression that two could fit comfortably, but they quickly fixed the issue with some quick thinking.
Cinderella hummed to herself as she leaned back into his chest, his arms mindlessly groping at her breasts as if he was playing with water balloons, his voice humming back her tune to her.
Their session had lasted far longer than he cared to admit, and eventually, both found themselves needing a break. So, with his initial intention, they went to the bathroom to decompress. Of course, considering how wound up both of them were, the Commander knew that their little stint would likely only continue upon their leaving. Cibderella's arousal was seemingly endless, and his balls seemed to be producing a never-ending stream of seed with how much he'd poured into her. So, it was only a matter of time.
"Prince?" Cinderella leaned back further, allowing him to gaze down her body, giving a full view of his red, swollen, and still throbbing dick nestled nice and tight between Cinderella's creamy thighs. A chaste kiss was placed on his lips, the contact as brief as a fleeting wind. "If you were given a choice. Would you find my previous proposal tempting?" Her words passed through his ears, his brain clearly processing what she had said but not knowing what she had meant.
"Which one?" Too many moments of bliss passed by that she could've meant anything by that.
"Getting me pregnant." The words struck him like a truck as she whispered into his ear as if what she said was forbidden. "Would you like that?"
He sputtered. "Thought that part was just a heat of the moment kind of thing." He couldn't pinpoint it, but he could tell the girl nestled in his lap got a little angry at hearing his words. "Well, if you were human, I'd say we'd already be expecting." He laughed to himself, but Cinderella sat still, a pout on her lips clearly not meaning she was satisfied with his answer. So, instead, he intended to give her his honest opinion. "You're a NIKKE, Cinderella. I love you. I really do, but I have too much on my plate to raise a kid, and even if I could—and I'm trying to be as modest and as conscientious as I can when I say this—there'd be a whole manufacturing line waiting for their chance at me." Well, that made him sound awfully sure of himself, but I guess when you're the Ark's star commander, that'd be the case.
He feared for his pelvis the day anything like NIKKE impregnation became a reality. He also worried that Isabel would quickly steal him away and drain him in the most secluded area where no one would expect to find him, and he knew there would be more than a few who would try the same.
Cinderella chuckled to herself as she laid her head on his shoulder. "I don't expect to keep you to myself, Prince. You're far too captivating to have your wings clipped by something as trivial as fidelity… You'll find many who wish to share their honest and beautiful love with you. Just know that my offer will continue to stand." The NIKKE wasn't backing down that easily. "If you ever find it tempting, I'm sure Grave should easily be able to modify my body in a way where a child should be possible." Cinderella's smile only seemed to grow brighter at the thought.
"When we reclaim The Surface, I'll consider it." His hands stopped idly groping her, his hand instead cupping her chin and bringing it closer to his. They melted into the kiss, their eyes closing, but their feelings only swelling endlessly for the other. Compared to how she was at the beginning of the day, the Commander could confidently say Cinderella had improved. "So for now, please don't have Grave orchestrate a surprise pregnancy." His words sparked a laugh from Cinderella, one that made his heart flutter.
The moment quickly faded as the door to the bathroom burst open, causing the Commander's body to jump.
Grave stood there, her face slack with seemingly no emotion like usual. The only thing he could pick out was the slight embarrassment of barging in on a moment like the one she had and how her eyes darted away from looking straight at him. "You called?" Was she just casually listening in on them this entire time?
"Grave! Perfect timing. We were just wondering if you could allow me the chance for Prince and I to have a child. Wouldn't a child between the both of us be the most beautiful thing, Grave?" Cinderella only fed into the Commander's rising heart rate more at her declaration, and the proud and faultless look on her face only made the situation all the stranger.
"Please don't humor her, Grave—" The Commander's words stopped dead as he stared at Grave, the blonde woman quietly tapping her chin with a finger, her brain obviously racking itself with ideas.
"A child between Cinderella and Superhuman… Hmm…" The woman didn't even bother to offer a rebuttal as she quickly fell into thought.
"Weren't you distracting Rapi?" The Commander quickly pivoted, desperate to distract the woman from whatever dastardly ideas she was brewing in that head of hers.
"She figured out what I was doing and decided that she'd stay out of it. I'd probably steer clear of her for a little, though." Grave's face grew solemn. "I think even you'd get broken in half, Superhuman." Considering it was Rapi, he didn't need any further warning to understand just how mad he'd made her. He'd be sure to take Grave's advice to heart.
Regrettably for the Commander, Grave quickly fell silent again, her head continuing to pour over the thought of giving what was her beloved creation a fully functioning womb. The idea of which both horrified and turned the Commander on in equal parts. "I could work something out—most likely. By the time Cinderella and I return from our excursion, it should be good to go." With her final statement on the matter, Grave quietly closed the door behind her, a quiet sorry for her intrusion passing her lips as she did so.
The Commander could practically feel his life expectancy drop at the thought of it all, and his blood pressure rise from the stress of this great 'plan' Cinderella had devised on the spot actually coming to fruition.
"Cinderella." The Commander's hands returned to the NIKKE's waiting breasts, his fingers with an almost cruel strength twisting her nipples, causing the woman to let out a squeal. "If you go through with it, we're never doing it raw again." His threat was the only thing he could hang over her head. A threat that the Goddess prospect took incredibly seriously.
Now, it was just a matter of time to see if he'd accidentally become a father. Not that he wasn't expecting it to happen at some point, somehow.
Author's Note: Hello. For those that haven't read anything I've done, I'm Crimster. For those who have welcome back, sorry that I'm a no show, but I think you already know that I'm a slacker. I haven't touched smut in actual years, and this is the first time I've thrown my hat into the ring in a good while, so I hope whoever is reading this finds some enjoyment in it. I started playing Nikke because of a friend, and you can imagine my original preconception of the game and how it evidently became as I actually started writing something for it. Cinderella captivated me (both literally and monetarily, as I now have her at max core), so I decided, why not? That ended up taking most of my time with writing away from my other projects (mind you that this story was effectively finished back in November, and my slow ass just never got around to actually finalizing the edits on it.) So, yet again, I'm sorry for anyone wanting an update from me. I'll be going back to my other stories for a while now. I have a lot to write and little time to do it with so I'm slowly trying to finish everything. Of course, I do want to come back to Nikke at some point and write more stories for it. I have an idea for a Naga/Tia double date/love hotel 2 chapter story that's been plaguing my brain for a bit. Then, with the most recent event and the reveal of Jien, I have more than an interest in writing something with her.
That, however, will have to come at a different time. For now, I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did writing it. Of course, as always, I'd love to hear your thoughts.