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Being based in the Northern Parliament had its ups and downs.
The downsides were fairly obvious. Lethal cold, frequent power cuts, limited supplies and a regular risk of getting no further supplies; life was harsh in the north and he had to acclimate himself to that. On the up side, however, the Northern Parliament Ship-Girls were kind and generous, aiding him with whatever he required and helping him get used to the terrain. Amongst the several plus points of being based in the frigid north, one of them was the saunas.
They weren't unheard of outside the Northern Parliament, of course, but they weren't nearly as commonplace. In the Northern Parliament though the base he was entrenched at had one a bit inland, protecting it from any raids upon the base and requiring only firewood to fuel it.
Perhaps because of that, using the sauna was a regular relaxation for him.
''Haah~''
Exhaling a heavy breath the Commander watched as his breath fogged up in front of his face, his hands working on his thick jacket and removing it. The small wooden hut that the sauna consisted of was out in the middle of the snowfield, a couple small huts partway in the ground around it in case an attack came and those within needed shelter from both the bombs and the frigid weather. However due to it being so small there was no indoor changing room; rather, just a small enclosed space connected directly to the outside, walls on three sides with a thin wooden door that had seen better days to block the billowing gale outside.
As such as the Commander shed his coat he felt the cold acutely as it wafted across his skin, nearly making his teeth chatter. He resisted the instinctive act though and continued to shed his layers, removing his thermal top and working on his belt quickly, pushing his clothes into the corner. As he removed his belt he noticed that there was another pile of clothes next to his own but it was too dark to really make them out, and he wasn't going to stop changing just to find out – his fingers were already starting to numb somewhat.
Dropping his pants and boxers he hurriedly stepped out, grumbling to himself as he got his socks and boots off last before practically snatching a towel from the rack and wrapping it around his waist – and then at last, pushed open the inner door.
Immediately warmth washed over his torso as some of the sauna's heat bathed his front. The interior was small, cramped even; not even five food wide and about seven or eight feet deep. The wooden logs that made up the walls gelled well with the brick fireplace in the corner, the stone chimney leading up out of sight and with only a single square glass window over to the left, granting a view of the base. Two thick wooden blocks carved into benches laid on either side of the cramped sauna, facing one another.
And on the rightmost bench, was Grozny.
''Hm...? Ah, Commander... Chapayev said you'd be coming...''
The Commander moved his mouth but no sound came out. Part of him reasoned he should've expected this, that someone was near-guaranteed to be inside after he found clothes outside, but he hadn't expected it to be Grozny. Not that he had anything against her, he was quite fond her if anything, but seeing he sat there in the nude with only a towel draped over her front... he had to adjust his own towel, feeling a bit subconscious.
Closing the door behind him he murmured a greeting and was about to sit opposite her, but Grozny patted the empty spot next to her, looking at him with fatigued but expectant eyes. Seeing that he had no choice but to oblige he did; awkwardly sitting down next to the more petite Ship-Girl, trying his best not to look at her. It didn't help that while the towel covered her front it did little to hide her sides; her slim hips and long, creamy thighs on full display to him.
''It's quite hot in here huh.'' The Commander murmured, if only to fill the silence. ''You alright?''
''Mm... I think, I made it too hot...'' Grozny mumbled out, seemingly tired by the heat. ''Did you bring any ice...?''
''No, I didn't think I'd need any.'' He shook his head.
Grozny groaned pitiably and her left hand brushed against his thigh – when she must've noticed how cold his body was. ''Commander... be my ice cube...''
''Huh? What's that supposed to-''
In lieu of answering Grozny sat up just a tiny bit and shuffled her naked self onto his lap. The Commander's throat grew thick and any words he wanted to say died on his tongue, his hands awkwardly held out to the sides, alarmed but unsure of how to react to being her newfound seat. Doubly so when Grozny groaned and leaned back against him, her blonde hair tickling his nose and her sweaty back flush against his chest.
Most of all though he felt her small, cute butt push up against his crotch. He shuddered and tried to ignore it but it was downright impossible when he couldn't even look around without catching a glimpse of her fair skin, her towel still held to her front but hardly covering her back. When he leaned back a tiny bit he could even look down her back at her peachy butt, feeling it push against his towel-covered loins.
'I should say something, I should say something...' He told himself.
Yet he didn't. As embarrassing as this whole situation was he liked it; the feeling of her warmth against him not only cosying him up, but turning him on. But he wanted more. Following that chain of thought the Commander gulped down his fears and subtly adjusted his towel; tugging on the side-knot and loosening it little by little until it went slack, allowing him to slide his towel out from under Grozny. If she noticed the blonde didn't react, simply sighing and groaning intermittently as she cooled herself off with his chilled body.
That was until she suddenly stiffened. The cock pressing between her ass cheeks might be the reason why.
''Mm...?'' Tilting her head Grozny looked back at him, cheeks pink. ''Commander...''
''Sorry.'' He murmured an apology.
Grozny blinked slowly at him before humming, lifting her hips a little – and he shuddered as his cock sprung up between her thighs. Before he could say a word Grozny's right hand was cupping the tip, forcing a tight moan out of him as she started to stroke his erect shaft. Her fingers were slim, almost small but her palm felt so hot, her gentle hold stroking from the tip to about halfway down his cock. At the same time Grozny's squishy thighs pressed against the shaft on both sides, instinctively making him thrust himself up between them.
Humming Grozny continued rocking her hips, tilting her head curiously as she stared at his shaft, her thumb sliding over the bulbous head. The Commander bit his bottom lip but the groan in his throat escaped all the same, made easier when Grozny rocked her hips forwards a bit, letting him feel her puffy pussy lips press against the back of his dick, rubbing just against the head. The sensation was light but oh so erotic, doubly so when he reached down and pulled her towel away, letting him see her small, near-flat breasts and hairless slit.
''Fuck...'' He swore under his breath.
Grozny hummed and looked up at him, purple eyes innocent. ''Does it feel good?''
''Y-Yeah. Keep doing it.'' He murmured back.
The blonde hummed in acknowledgement and complied, rocking her hips a little more confidently, her pussy rubbing up against his dick as she did so. Several times it felt like he would accidentally slip inside and penetrate her, the head rubbing along her puffy folds, but the angle wasn't right and he always just missed her entrance. He was grateful for that, content to just get a thighjob from his cute subordinate... but with every second that passed he wanted more.
A want that Grozny seemed to share as she lifted herself up higher and grabbed his shaft with her other hand, angling it back – and then lowered herself down.
''Mn-!''
''Oh fu- hn...!'' The Commander gripped her sides with a stiff, stilted gasp of pleasure, his cock slowly but firmly sinking into the Destroyer's pussy.
She was tight. Amazingly, mind-meltingly tight, her insides practically crushing his cock as it sunk between her hot insides. Grozny herself let out a moan and put her other hand on the bench, balancing herself as she lowered herself down more and more, only a twinge of discomfort on her face as she accepted his cock. Despite the size difference between them she managed to take over half of his cock without issue; only then stopping for a breather.
And then without warning she started to ride him. Lifting herself up until just the tip was inside Grozny impaled herself back down onto his manhood with an erotic groan, her low voice rising to pitches he rarely heard elsewhere. With how small the sauna was her voice practically echoed off of the wooden falls and filled his head, prompting him to hold her sides more firmly, lifting and dropping her onto his shaft and groaning in utter bliss as he got his dick wet in his petite subordinate.
''Nn... ah, ahn, Commander...'' Grozny moaned out, her small butt smacking back against his groin.
The Commander grunted back, leaning down and kissing her on the cheek. Grozny tilted her head back his way and parted her lips to speak – but he was too deep in his lust now and claimed those small pink lips, devouring her surprised hum. Despite said surprise the Destroyer offered no protest and continued to bounce on his cock, his dick inching into her deeper and deeper until his cock-head was kissing the gates to her womb.
Breaking off the kiss he stared into Grozny's half-lidded eyes for a moment, before wordlessly closing the distance once more and mashing his lips against her own. Grozny moaned into the kiss, enticing him to weasel his tongue past her lips and against her teeth – prompting her to part them, allowing his tongue into her small mouth. Their tongues pushed and wrestled together in a languid frenzy, a passionate tumbling of tongues that belied Grozny's fatigue, her pussy tightening nicely around his cock at the same time.
Eventually though he broke off the kiss with a groan, allowing Grozny's own sweet moans to fill the sauna. Not done with her yet he leaned in and nibbled upon her earlobe, coaxing out a cute whine from his partner and making her push herself all the way down onto his dick; grinding back against him with short, earnest rolls of her hips, squeezing his dick with her insides and threatening to make him bust at any moment.
''Ahh, Grozny...'' He groaned in warning – his dick throbbing inside of her snug pussy.
Grozny must've felt it as she jammed herself down onto his shaft more earnestly, moaning as she felt his cock bump up against her innermost pats, sliding between her inner walls no matter how tightly her pussy gripped his shaft. The Commander only helped with that, his hold on her sides firm and his grip yanking her down onto his shaft like she was a human onahole, stuffing his shaft into her unbelievably tight hole-
-until at last, he peaked. ''Groz- fuck!''
He barely got a curse out before he reached his peak; yanking Grozny down onto his swollen shaft and erupting inside of her tight pussy; thick, copious amounts of semen flooding her delicate tunnel and making her cry out, her own orgasm hitting at the same time and making her tighten that little bit more, squeezing and relaxing at erratic intervals and milking his cock dry.
The intense high that rocked over him lasted just a little longer before it faded, a groan expelled from between parted lips as he came down from it. He relaxed his hold on Grozny but didn't let her go, simply lifting her up and off of his cock before setting her down on his lap, not protesting when the nude Destroyer laid back against him, panting heavily.
After a long silence, she finally spoke. ''Commander... it feels so warm inside of me...''
As if to emphasise her words Grozny reached down and tapped her groin, over where her womb was. The Commander stiffened at that – or more specifically, his cock stiffened up against her small butt, earning a hum from the Destroyer herself. Then without a word she slid out of his hold and down onto the floor, shuffling around until she was facing him; incidentally sat between his legs.
And then without a word Grozny leaned in, taking the tip between her lips. The gentle caress of those slim pink lips made the Commander gasp, then groan; his shoulder losing their tension as she sucked her way halfway down his cock. Though she peered up at him with innocent eyes the calculating way she sucked at his dick, how she tilted her head this way and that as she started to bob her head back-and-forth, told of the lust he'd awoken in her.
''Mmph... mlrph, gmgk...'' Grozny grunted out as she bobbed her head, her saliva clinging to his cock as she polished it with her mouth.
Releasing a laboured moan the Commander gently grasped the back of her head, pulling her down into his crotch repeatedly and feeling the tip of his dick hit the back of her throat – but aside from a wet gag Grozny continued to give him head, her lips pursing snugly around his girth as she sucked him off. The hypnotic motion only became more so as she got more into it, her head tilting slightly between firm sucks and sending pleasant chills up his spine, the mere sight of Grozny doing something so lewd making his cock throb between her lips.
A hum escaped the Destroyer then and she popped her lips off of his cock, panting against the tip for a second before curling her fingers around the shaft, squeezing it before stroking it, her handjob quick and made all the more lewd with the spit clinging to his dick. Her tongue attacked the head of his cock in a flurry; one lick transitioning into the next with no real pause, only the most miniscule of breaks afforded to him when she took her tongue back into her mouth before she promptly went back to licking his tip, her small hand stroking his shaft at the same time.
The barrage of sensations combined with his post-orgasm state just made it downright heavenly, moans forced past his lips as the petite Destroyer beat his meat – and then without warning she took him between her slim pink lips once more, slurping down to the base. The hand that had been stroking his shaft went south and fondled his balls, teasing it as she took him down her throat, his cock sliding over her tongue and plunging down the very back of her throat, his tip grazing the slick flesh present there.
''Ah, fuck, G-Grozny...!'' The Commander gasped out, putting his right hand on the back of her head and pushing her down.
If she was bothered the Destroyer didn't say so; hot wet grunts escaping her as his cock glided down her gullet, the occasional gag or groan mixed in that just made it sound so very erotic. From his position too he got an arousing view down her front, gazing down over her small breasts and at her creamy thighs, just-barely able to admire her slit. Grozny noticed his wandering gaze and hummed, sucking back up to the tip and tilting her head to one side, sucking only on the top of his cock and letting the tip rub against her fleshy cheek.
The sensation took his breath away, pre-cum quivering from the tip as another seductive suck threatened to make him bust his nut. He'd already came inside of her womb so there was no reason he couldn't in her mouth, but the act felt so sinful when she was looking at him with wide innocent eyes, only a hint of her true, lustful thoughts present within. The way she caressed his balls though told she wanted it, the squeezes only affirming that and bringing him closer to the edge, pressure shooting up his cock-
''C-Cumming-!''
-and with a desperate gasp he shoved her into his crotch. His orgasm hit like a truck, physically making him jerk and a moan forced out his throat as he came; his semen erupting straight down her throat. Dimly he could hear Grozny gulping; the slow, repetitive sound making him tighten his grip on her hair, keeping her head in his crotch as he filled her belly up with his molten cum.
Until at last he loosened his hold and Grozny jerked her head back, inhaling a sharp breath and immediately coughing as she did so, thumping her collarbone a couple of times until her windpipe clearly. Some cum dribbled from the corner of her mouth until she wiped it away with her thumb, her purple eyes drawn back up to him, inquisitive. He said nothing but his lust must've shown on his face as she blushed a light red and dropped her gaze to his cock, rising to her feet as she did so... before turning around and bending herself over, spreading her small cheeks to better reveal her puffy slit.
''Commander...'' Grozny whispered.
The invitation was far too erotic to even consider turning down, and with a growl of eager lust the Commander stood; getting behind her. Both of his hands settled on her hips and he picked her up outright, leaving her dangling for a second until he carried her over to the nearest wall, allowing Grozny to press her palms against it and balance herself. That done he let his gaze fall to her peachy ass that pressed up against his erection, rearing his own hips back and carefully guiding himself in, the tip nuzzling her wet opening.
And then with a slow thrust he was back inside her, hissing in pleasure as he pushed between her ungodly tight walls and buried himself in her narrow pussy, every last inch of his cock fitting inside her but only just. The way her loins clenched around him so very tightly fried his mind but the Commander endured it, puffing out a tight breath as he pulled back before slowly pushing back in, his hips moving cautiously and fucking low moans out of Grozny herself, her bare back taut.
''Nn, Commander... can feel you... in here...'' Her hand dropped hurriedly and pressed her index finger on her groin, right over where her cervix would be. ''...is this... baby-making...?''
The question sounded almost innocent had it not been for the slight smile that twitched at the corner of Grozny's lips, even as her amethyst eyes retained their innocent quality. In response the Commander just grunted an affirmative back, daringly picking up the pace – pumping himself between her slippery, cum-covered walls and moaning when her insides clamped extra tight around the head, the snug grip almost making him want to keep his dick in her like she was a sentient cock-warmer.
Gradually he picked up the pace until he was actively pounding the petite Destroyer once more, every thrust harsh and creating a loud smacking sound. Ripples echoed across her pert ass from the impacts, his gaze lingering on her nice butt before letting his eyes wander further up her back, tracing her spine up to her slender shoulders – before on a whim his hands darted further up, grabbing her sides instead and yanking her back onto his swollen cock.
''Hah! Nn! Mn~!'' Grozny moaned out through pursed lips.
The sound of their bodies colliding continued to fill the sauna, the heat within it making him sweat like crazy but he didn't care – too enraptured by the petite Destroyer squeezing his cock to care, groaning through the discomfort and stuffing his dick into her tight hole. Suspended as she was Grozny couldn't do much but still pushed off of the walls as best she could, getting his dick back into her as much and as often as possible, her narrow tunnel smothering him needily.
And after two back-to-back orgasms his third was rapidly approaching. He wanted to last longer but it was impossible, such was the blissful tightness of Grozny's pussy, his mind going white as he just yanked her down onto his cock like she was an onahole – awakening some primal part of him that demanded he just stick his dick in her pussy and bust his load inside her, his breathing becoming harsh and his grip on her sides firm, ploughing her raw and making her gasp out-
Knock-knock~
-when they got a knock at the door.
Grozny clasped a hand over her mouth just as he bit back his own moan, eyes widening in alarm as she felt Grozny tighten so very nicely around his dick, threatening to make him bust. It was his fear of being caught that stopped the inevitable explosion though, his breath sucked back in before it could be expelled in a moan – and after a second, a voice penetrated through the wooden door.
''Commander? Grozny? Are either of you inside?'' Chapayev's voice filtered through the wood.
His dick throbbed; he was too close to cumming. Just a couple more thrusts, even a little, and he'd bust his nut in Grozny. ''Y-Yeah?''
''Ah, that's good.'' The warm mirth was audible in her voice. ''May I come in?''
Cum. He needed to cum – tempting him to lift Grozny up and pull her back down. The friction was only slight but the way she clenched so tightly around him more than made up for it, doubly so when he moved his hips in short, fast motions. ''A-Actually, could you, uh... grab some more wood?''
Just a little more, his groin tensing up. God Grozny was so wet, so sticky.
''Wood?'' Confusion was audible in Chapayev's voice.
''Y-Yeah, we're almost out and it's cooling down in here!'' He hurried the words out, wincing when the sound of his groin hitting Grozny's ass echoed out. ''So can you get some real quick?!''
Desperation coloured his voice and he almost thought he'd given the game away – but then Chapayev sighed.
''As you wish. I'll be back in five minutes~'' Her voice picked up at the end, and soon she trudged away.
He waited until he could no longer hear her footsteps before gripping Grozny's sides and going full speed, groaning through gritted teeth as he absolutely railed the Destroyer. Grozny cried out in her palm and kicked her legs wildly, thrashing in his grip as he pounded her tight pussy raw-
-and then at last he peaked, nearly shouting in euphoria as he peaked; busting the biggest, fattest nut in his whole life inside Grozny, utterly stuffing her womb with his load and making the petite blonde spasm in his hold, her voice drying up into wordless gasps of pleasure. He barely heard her, still thrusting, still moving and still cumming inside of her, some of his seed already dribbling out around his girth.
Slowly he came down from his orgasmic high, a staggered moan slipping from the Commander's lips and his dick twitching and a steady flow of cum dripping out of Grozny, ending up on the floor between her dangling legs.
''Ahh... that was close-''
Just then the door opened.
And within it, a grinning Chapayev stood, never having left at all.
''Heehee~ My my, what were you two getting up to, hm?'' Chapayev crooned, savouring their startled expressions.
In that moment, both the Commander and Grozny shared a single, apt thought.
'Bylat.'
[END]