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I shook my head, perturbed at my comrades’ insistences. “You don’t understand, we do not subjugate anyone. We are at war with the Sirens, not the Crimson Axis, though they may have abandoned us.”
“Comrade, you are willing to forego the spoils of war?” Chapayev looked at me, disbelieving.
“The Sardegnians are not the enemy!” I beat my fist against the table. Eldridge looked at me, fear crossing over her face. “Ah, jeez, I’m sorry…” I said, drawing the little destroyer close for a hug. She nuzzled me affectionately, planting a soft kiss on my lips wordlessly, happy to see the result it garnered.
“Commander, could you not… look, I know we’re all technically warships here but… she is rather…” The namesake of the King George V class looked at me with something approaching disapproval.
“She is rather what, George?” I asked, my expression hardening.
“Nothing. You will do what you will do. Doesn’t matter anyway, as long as she’s a kansen.”
“Precisely. Now do your goddamn jobs and get the repair ships in here. Cleveland, you and Eld make sure the destroyers and that submarine get patched up. Chapayev, you’re in charge of those cruisers. George, coordinate everyone. Illustrious and… hey, where’s Independence?”
“She’s already out setting up things with Vestal,” George said.
“Oh, good deal. Now, get to it!”
“Comrade, I…”
“Chapayev… we will not ask for anything. We helped your sisters out when their own side abandoned them to the Sirens. You all fought wonderfully, and will be duly rewarded when we return to port.” I looked her in the eye, a battle of wills ensuing. The Northern Parliament girls were very… insistent upon the spoils of war, but I reminded them of our alliance, and that we need to win hearts and minds. Pillaging doesn’t accomplish that.
She nodded and left, not conceding, but knowing I was in command. I would need to have another word with Sovetskaya, and maybe even the cute Grozny would be there…
I shook my head, clearing my thoughts of petite destroyers and their mysterious allure. I made my way out and spent the next few hours observing the repairs. I spoke with the battleships first, then the cruisers, being friendly and establishing rapport. They were receptive, and grateful for our assistance, though they seemed shocked the Axis abandoned them so readily, and against something they should have had no problem assisting with.
“I don’t get it…” Vittorio confided in me when Vestal moved on to assist with Littorio, who was about as close to Illustrious as one could get without touching… “They promised us… but then they just… pulled out and left us to die.”
I offered words of support, though I couldn’t fathom their reasoning either. “We will be here, if you need us. I’m having a couple fleets garrisoned here with you, and this fleet will stay and recoup before we return to port, if you’d extend us your hospitality.”
“Commander, that is the least we can do! Please, we have two seaside villas you may use, and I will assign Maestrale to work with you. I am… not ready to abandon the Axis, and I fear what they would do to me, but your offer of protection… it will help us all rest easy.”
“Maestrale?” I asked.
“See the red-eyed destroyer over there?” I looked over, following her finger. I did, my eyes widening. She was so lovely, a petite picture of perfection. Her long hair waved gently behind her in the ocean breeze, her serious expression endearing. “She’s excellent with administrative work, and I can see that you’d enjoy her company…”
I stopped, blushing slightly. “I uh… I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Nonsense, Commander. She’ll be staying with you in another villa. There are plenty of rooms, and even though it is smaller, it is private, as befitting a man of your status. Stay as long as you need.”
“Not to worry, we won’t become a burden. I’ll make sure the garrison arrives safely and understands their role. Shouldn’t be more than a couple weeks. It’s been a pleasure, Vittorio… you have a beautiful country, and I am eager to partake in its unique pleasures.”
“That’s an interesting way to word it…” she grinned. She turned to Littorio. “Hey! Keep your hands off Illustrious! At least in public…”
I chuckled and made my way over to Maestrale, who cocked her head as I approached. “Libeccio! Be on your best behavior! This is the Commander that saved us.”
“Heya Commander, she’s shy around people she’s never met before,” Libeccio said.
I knelt down in front of the small destroyer, her red eyes not quite meeting mine. Her form was so delicate… it was hard to believe she could easily kill me, should she so choose. I offered my hand, and she placed hers in it.
Petite, graceful, and perfect. Beyond lovely. I brought it to my lips, kissing it gently as she blushed heavily. Libeccio giggled, and I kissed her proffered hand for good measure as well.
“Maestrale, you are lovely, a vision upon the sea which I shall never forget,” I said, feeling a shock as her eyes met mine.
“Saying such things even though it is our first time meeting… Commander, I am but a destroyer…” Maestrale protested.
“Nonsense. As soon as I lay eyes on you, I knew you were something special. I look forward to working with you and hope you’ll show me some of what your beautiful country has to offer.”
A smile, almost imperceptible, came over her expression, and even Libeccio seemed surprised.
“Whoa… she’s smiling… Commander, if you want to propose, now would be the time,” she joked. Maestrale let out a giggle, though her eyes flashed when she turned them to her sister.
“I think that’s rushing it a bit. Dinner sounds better first, does it not?” I teased.
Maestrale nodded, relaxing as we spoke more, making our way to the villas to get them set up for the girls.
***
The first few days were pretty standard. Maestrale showed me around while the other shipgirls were treated by their newfound Sardegnian compatriots. The food was excellent, the wine better… and Maestrale was far more relaxed after her third glass.
She blushed as we sat on the patio of the villa provided for my use, looking out over the sea. I turned to regard her, feeling her eyes upon me. She squirmed a little, not quite sure what to do.
The heat rose in my face as her expression shifted ever so slightly… and her words washed over me. They induced a desire, forced down and suddenly urged. “Commander… I see the way you look at me. My body is small, not nearly as feminine as that of Zara or Pola, yet your interest in them is nonexistent. Your eyes aren’t lecherous, but I see the desire behind them…”
“You are perfect, Maestrale…” I said, feeling a sudden desperation to touch her, to feel her in my arms, to taste her, to know her scent…
She licked her lips. “Do you… prefer the company of destroyers, then?”
“If those destroyers are you…” I replied, voice shaking slightly.
“Then… I can do this…” She got up, walking in front of me. She slowly settled herself on my lap, her soft posterior resting right on my member. She wiggled her butt, pressing her back to my chest as she tilted her head up.
“Maestrale…” I gasped as she reached down, her small hand grasping the bulge in my trousers. Her thighs, soft and smooth, felt wonderful beneath my hands, her soft, flowery scent filling my nose as I ran one hand up her body, her dainty chest barely more than a bump.
“Do you like it, Commander?” She moaned softly as I pressed one finger against the crotch of her panties, teasing her clit through them.
“Yes… I love it… I love how petite you are, how lovely you are…” I said, shuddering softly.
“I am not a child, Commander… I can handle this thick Eagle Union cock of yours~,” She said, and leaned back, her head against my shoulder as I undid part of her uniform, slipping my hand inside it and onto her bare breast, running a finger along the tiny bump along the edges before pressing it against her nipple.
“You think so?” I asked her, surprised at how forward she was now that she had gotten to know me and… apparently… my proclivities.
“That little destroyer, Eldridge… she can take it, yes?”
“W-well…”
“I see how you are with her. Yet… no ring? Or does your port frown upon that sort of thing?” She asked, our lips closing in on each other. Hers were so delicate, soft… such a lovely, perfectly small mouth…
“Maybe I’m just waiting for the right one…” I said. Her soft breath battered my lips as she let out a soft giggle.
“Libeccio would be so jealous, if she could see us… I hide how much I… haa, there he is~… enjoy the simpler pleasures of the flesh…” She gasped softly as she extricated my cock from its prison, running her soft, smooth hand along it. Caressing the tip with care.
I couldn’t help but grin. I wouldn’t dare force myself on anyone, but to have a partner so… eager despite her small stature…
“You’ve done it before, then?” I asked, mostly out of curiosity.
“Oh, of course… not many times, but I have needs, too. You are… much more well endowed than they are, but there’s always someone in the Sardegnian military willing to take a shipgirl to bed, even if I look too young.” Maestrale pressed her lips to mine again.
“Well, I do like them small… and this position…” I panted, feeling my heat rise as I longed to be inside of her. She must have noticed.
She got up, quickly stripping. “Do you prefer I keep anything on, Commander?” She asked, pulling her panties below her skirt and holding them up. The small wet spot on them looked… tantalizing.
I held out my hand, and she deposited them. Sniffing Maestrale’s little panties… I savored it. Her soft musk infusing my nose as I ran my tongue over that small wet spot, tasting her juices.
“Commander?” she reminded me.
“Oh, yes… just keep your stockings on,” I said.
“More erotic that way… hehe,” she grinned, and undressed herself slowly while I watched, continuing to sniff her panties. “You know… we should do a little roleplay. I’m a little destroyer, and you’re the Commander who’s about to fuck me silly~.”
“How is that roleplay?” I said, confused.
“It isn’t~. You just like them small. Do you like it when I point it out, Commander? Do you enjoy being outed as the pervert you are?” She looked down at my stiff cock. “I suppose that’s my answer. I might take a little while to get to know someone… but don’t mistake me for naïve…”
She climbed onto my lap, taking my cock into her hand and stroking it, putting her lips up to my ear, “Admit that you’re a lolicon, Commander… I want to hear you say you want to fuck me… that you want to cum inside a little Sardegnian destroyer…”
“I’m a lolicon!” I said without hesitation, “and I desperately want to fuck you. I have never met a destroyer as lewd as you, Maestrale… how the hell do you keep it hidden?”
“Very good~. Oh, and that’s easy enough… I’m too shy to talk to someone before I get to know them, and by the time I get to know them, I know whether they’d be… interested in that sort of thing.”
It made sense, after a fashion…
Maestrale was quick to get me out of my clothes, talking about how she knew I wanted to feel her loli body pressed against mine as she rode me… and she was right.
“Let’s move to the bed…” I recommended, and she nodded. I picked her up, cradling her near naked form in my arms, but when I laid her on the bed she got up, motioning for me to sit down as she sat with her back to my chest, my cock between her thighs.
“How does it feel? My thighs feel pretty good? You’re leaking~,” She swiped the tip of her finger against my tip, and popped it into her mouth. “Mmm… Commander’s cum tastes pretty good!”
I reached around and teased both her nipples, her small, delicate breasts soft beneath my hands. Maestrale worked my cock with both hands, stroking it rapidly, her cunt hot against it as she panted, her slim ass grinding against me as she rested her head against my shoulder.
I kissed her as her thighs brought me dangerously close to my climax. Her small, puffy pussy pressed tight against my cock as she closed her legs tight.
“You want to cum using my thighs, Commander? A destroyer’s thighs? Hehe~,” she teased me.
“I’m not some one-shot wonder, just so you know.” I told her.
“Good! This way you’ll last longer inside me. Can you imagine how tight my little pussy must be? Ehehe…” She turned her head, her small lips brushing against mine.
Her delicate mouth hid a cute tongue that I soon became well acquainted with. It slid across mine as the scent of a destroyer in heat intensified, her juices leaking out and helping lubricate me further.
I reached up, pinching her nipples gently, her body twitching as I teased her near-flat, sensitive chest.
That’s one of the best benefits of these small shipgirls… their nipples are mad sensitive~.
“Maestrale… haah…” I moaned softly as she squeezed her thighs even tighter.
“Go ahead, Commander. Cum for your lover~.”
“My lover?”
“Isn’t that what you want? To take this Sardegnian shipgirl as your lover as a reward for saving us?” Her tongue traced my jaw for a moment.
“I want you to be my lover because… haa! Haah! B-because…” I tried to get it out before my climax went beyond my control. “Because you want to be…”
“Well, Commander, I have good news for you then… I want to be your lover.” She purred in my ear, and a moment later her attention snapped to her thighs as cum erupted from my tip, a cry of joy escaping her as it shot up and landed on her stomach and crotch.
I shuddered in ecstasy as she continued to work her thighs. Then the single best feeling of my life shot through me as her impossibly tight loli pussy swallowed me whole!
Shipgirls are the fucking best!
“Oh my, Commander! Wow, it’s even bigger than I expected, and you just came! Isn’t it great to be with a shipgirl, Commander? Even a small one like me has no problem taking your dick, and I’m way tighter than any of those battleships or heavy cruisers out there~.” Maestrale’s lewd words surprised me less and less the more I heard them.
“Turn and face me,” I said, and she did, smiling. We kissed again as she slowly rode my member, her arms resting on my shoulders and linked behind my neck. I reached down to support her ass, squeezing her soft, small cheeks. They had a softness to them, her slender form still well-developed where it counted.
“Mmm~. I love you, Commander.” Maestrale grinned, resting her head on my chest as we continued to make love, her deliberate motions ensuring my longevity.
“Already?” I teased.
“Hey. I knew you were special from the moment I saw you coming into the harbor to end those Sirens. Just because I’m not interested in playing games… is my honesty off-putting?”
“Nah, I like it.”
“So, do you love me too?”
“Well, you’re the first shipgirl I’ve ever thought of wanting something more than just sex with.”
“It’s a start. Here, Commander, I know you want to sniff.” Maestrale lifted her arm, her other hand holding my head in her armpit as I sniffed her girly scent. Her sweat and musk mixed in nicely…
“Fuck, loli musk smells too good…” I breathed. Maestrale giggled.
“Ehehe, Commander. I love that you know what you like and don’t try to make me feel bad. I need this as much as you do, you know? Haa… oh, fuck, right there… that’s the spot…” I thrust my hips up, Maestrale’s g-spot my target as the small shipgirl clung to me.
She cried out in ecstasy as her orgasm shook her slight frame, collapsing against me and panting, her leaking pussy taking my entire length as she slid down on it.
I wasted no time grabbing her hips and thrusting upwards, guiding her movements.
“Fill me up, Commander… f-fill my womb! Don’t worry, I can’t get pregnant yet so you can cum as much as you want inside me!”
“Maestrale… Maestrale! I love you!” I moaned, my mouth speaking the words before I even had time to think.
“I know, Commander~.”
“Cumming!”
“Yes! Yes!!”
She shoved her tongue into my mouth as my cock pressed past her cervix and into her womb, her screams of pleasure muffled by our passionate kiss. I clutched her tightly as my climax gripped me, waves of pleasure traversing my entire body as I filled her with my thick, hot seed.
“Haaa… Haah! So hot…” She leaned back, and I feasted my eyes upon the bump in her belly…
“Oh fuck, that’s so fucking hot…” I breathed, watching it twitch as I pumped another load into her.
“You can see your dick inside me~.” The bulge moved slightly as she ground against it, pushing it further into herself and making it even bigger.
I wasn’t done yet, so I stood up, lifting the shipgirl with me and laying her on the desk. “I’m gonna fill you up, you lewd little destroyer!”
“Yes! Do it!” She cried.
I pounded her, staying deep inside her so the bulge never fully went away. Both of us stared at it, her insides squeezing me tightly as she came repeatedly, my thrusts sending her into a world of pleasure. I gripped her hands, my eyes breaking away momentarily to admire her delicate chest, then to her lustful eyes, filled with adoration.
She wrapped her legs around my back, her thighs squeezing me in time with my thrusts, keeping me right where she wanted me.
I was oversensitive, and there was no way I was going to last much longer, so I gave in as soon as I could, filling her womb with more hot seed, the threads leaking from her slit and onto the floor in front of the desk as I filled her to the brim.
“Think you can go one more round, Commander?” Maestrale grinned coyly.
“Oh, a few more than that…” I said, and she laughed.
“Excellent! Want to try my ass?”
“Really?”
“Sure! I’m a shipgirl, I can… no, I want that dick of yours to stretch out my ass.” She hopped up, cum dripping from her as she grabbed my hand and led me to the bed.
She climbed on the bed, getting on her hands and knees. I leaned down and spread her cheeks, pressing my face into her ass, inhaling her scent while I went to work rimming her ass.
My tongue traced the lines of her anus as she gasped softly at my attentions.
“Delicious~.” I moaned as my cock twitched in anticipation. Her ass seemed so small compared to it… yet I was about to be inside her!
“Loli ass tastes the best too? You sure are a degenerate~. Well, my degenerate, ehehe.” Maestrale pulled a couple pillows to rest her head on while I pressed my tongue inside her, my nose buried as deep as possible into her cleft, the scent of our sex strong, yet not enough to mask her scent, and especially not her musk!
I couldn’t wait any longer. When I stood up, she scooched forward, and I clambered up onto the bed behind her as she kept her hips in the air, my tip kissing her anus as I prepared to enter her.
“Nice and slow, Commander~.” Maestrale cooed.
My tip slipped in easily enough, but I did as I was asked. She was already clutching at the sheets, her virgin rectum learning the shape of its new regular tenant. “Oh my god… it’s so bloody tight!” I gripped her ass with both hands, steading myself.
She clenched, but that only caused me to go in quicker, and soon her anus gripped my base, stretched far beyond what I had thought possible. I watched it flex in and out as I slowly thrust.
Her moans, loud and unrestrained, rang throughout the villa, her hips shaking before she collapsed. I stayed in her as she lay flat against the bed, picking up the pace as she accustomed herself to anal sex.
“Cumming with my ass… already! Commander’s dick… was made to fuck destroyers…” she moaned, turning her head. I licked along her ear, nibbling at her lobe gently.
“You like that dick in you? You’re such a sexy little thing… tempting me with this body. I might just have to make sure you stay mine~.” My voice was gruff as I dominated the willing destroyer.
“If you want to marry me, Commander, all you have to do is ask~.”
I pulled out of her, turning her around and spreading her legs before pressing back inside her. This missionary anal felt different, almost tighter as I pressed her legs to her sides and lifted myself up a bit into an anal mating press.
“No matter how hard you try you can’t get me pregnant there.” She moaned, her eyes blank with pleasure.
“Nah, but I can make sure I fill up your deepest parts with what you love!”
She nodded weakly. “Then do so, please!”
I pounded her, the wet slap of my hips connecting with hers mixing in with our moans as she clenched in preparation to receive even more of my seed.
“I love you, Maestrale.”
“I love you too, Commander.”
Our lips met, and my last load of the evening shot from me, the thick, hot threads filling the diminutive destroyer’s bowels as she shuddered, her own juices squirting from her as she came along with me.
We had made quite the mess… but at least we could wash up and use the spare bedroom. Maestrale made cute, small sounds in her sleep, and as I held her in my arms, I thought to myself about all the shipgirls I had ever been with… and how not a single one had even come close to tonight.
This feeling was only reinforced in the coming weeks as Maestrale and I worked closely in the daytime and spend the nights engaged in the best kind of physical activity. When it came to shipgirls, well… when you knew, you knew. There was no need to play the game.
So when I put that ring on her finger as we watched the sunset over the bay, and confirmed it a week later in a lovely, lavish wedding ceremony attended by thousands of grateful Sardegnians…
I knew this was my new home. Command could send a replacement, but I would not take the lovely Maestrale from her country… and I would let nothing take us from each other.
Fortunately, there was a happy ending, though I had a feeling it had something to do with the Azur Lane hoping to absorb the rather potent abilities of the Sardegnian shipgirls into our ranks.
I didn’t care, as long as Maestrale and I were together~.