A knock upon the door could be heard, followed by the voice of a certain carrier "Commander... May I have a word with you?" The voice had said. From the other side of the door, Akagi had placed her hand upon the wooden door whilst she found herself breathing slightly erratically.

"Hmm... Commander you should probably get that..." she said as she fidgeted slightly on the sofa beside you. Her cheeks were beginning to flush, as if her excitement at the thought of someone interrupting this alone time was making her embarrassingly aroused. She glanced towards the door before turning back to face you with a mischievous grin.

Her eyes widened as she saw the Commander's long cock, twitching gently in front of her. Akagi licked her lips, feeling a mixture of surprise and excitement well up within her. "My... my, Commander," she purred softly, reaching out to grasp his member with one hand before wrapping her other arm around his waist. "That's quite the thing you have there..." She leaned in closer, allowing her supple breasts to brush against him as she continued to stroke his cock with gentle yet firm movements.

"Ohh... y-yes, sir," she stammered breathily as her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red. Her hands moved in tandem, alternating between slowly stroking the length of his cock and gently squeezing it before letting go again. She looked up at him with desire burning brightly in her eyes, a small moan escaping from her lips as she felt herself growing wetter by the second. "F-feels so good... s-sir..." Her voice trailed off into a quiet murmur, lost in the sensation of touching and being touched by him like this. She leaned even closer, seeking out any scrap of skin she could press against, hungry for more contact between them.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she considered the question. "N-no..." She hesitated, her fingers trailing idly across the skin of his cock before wrapping back around it once more. "My... husband doesn't... touch me like this," she admitted softly, her breath catching in her throat. The image of her husband flashed through her mind and she fought down a wave of guilt that threatened to overwhelm her senses. "He's never been so... so dominating..." She trailed off again, focusing on the feel of the Commander's cock beneath her fingertips as if seeking solace in its strength.

Her cheeks burned even hotter as she thought about her husband, feeling shame and regret wash over her. "I... I don't know..." She looked away for a moment, her eyes drifting shut as she continued to stroke the Commander's cock, her fingers moving faster and more urgently now. "Maybe we just grew apart... or maybe he's never been interested in me like this..." The weight of her confession settled heavily upon her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe normally. "But with you, Commander... you make me feel things I never thought possible," she whispered, leaning back in just enough to look up at him through her eyelashes. "Please... don't make me think about him anymore."

Her eyes widened as she felt the hot liquid spurt against her face and chest. She let out a small gasp before opening her mouth to taste it, swirling the salty semen around on her tongue. Her expression was one of shock mixed with desire, and despite herself, she found the taste arousing. "Mmm..." she moaned softly, continuing to stroke the Commander's cock even as he released his seed onto her. "It tastes so good..." She leaned in closer, hungrily taking more of him into her mouth as she began to bob her head up and down on his shaft. Her hands gripped his thighs tightly, lifting herself higher off the ground with each thrust of her head. The taste of him sent waves of longing coursing through her body, intensifying the pleasure that surged through her as she took him deeper into her mouth

Her head bobbed faster, her moans growing louder as she felt the Commander's cock twitch in her mouth. She could taste his essence pooling at the back of her throat and eagerly swallowed it down, relishing the salty flavor that seemed to ignite something deep within her. Her body trembled with anticipation, aching for release as she continued to pleasure him with every move.

Finally, he groaned and thrust deeply into her mouth one last time before erupting inside, filling her throat with his hot seed. She felt the Commander's hands grip her hair roughly, holding her in place as he milked every drop of cum from his cock and into her mouth. She suckled hungrily, determined to taste every bit of him that she could before reluctantly releasing him with a satisfied moan.

Her cheeks were flushed and her

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she watched the Commander pee into her open mouth. The hot liquid burned against the back of her throat, sending a wave of pleasure through her that made her entire body tingle with anticipation. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned softly as she swallowed his urine, savoring every last drop. "Mmm..."

Her fingers gently massaged the now soft cock in front of her, reluctant to let it go even after he had finished. The taste of him lingered on her tongue, making her mouth water for more as she gazed up at him with a mixture of desire and devotion shining in her eyes.

"Thank you... Commander," she whispered hoarsely, brushing his seed-slick fingers with her lips before leaning in to place a soft kiss upon them. "That was incredible." Her che

Her cheeks flush at his words as she nods, looking away momentarily before meeting his gaze once more. "I do too..." She reaches up to cup his face gently, fingers trailing across the rough stubble on his jawline and down his neck. There's a softness in her voice that almost sounds fragile, yet it holds an unyielding strength that speaks volumes about how much he truly means to her. "Thank you for making me feel... alive." The admission catches in her throat but she forces it out, needing him to understand the depth of her emotions.

Without further hesitation, she climbs onto his lap and straddles him, grinding her hips against the bulge in his pants before positioning herself above his cock. Her hands slide under his shirt, tracing delicate patterns on his skin as she leans down to kiss him passionately, their tongues tangling together in an erotic dance that leaves them both panting for air.

"Please..." She whispers, her voice raw with need. "I want you inside me..." Her hips move faster now, grinding harder against his clothed length as she begs for release, desperate to feel him fill her up and claim her once more.

With eager hands, she reaches down to unbuckle his belt and undo his pants, revealing the hard length of his cock already standing at attention beneath. She takes it in her hand, guiding it toward her wet folds before positioning herself on his lap as instructed. With a slow, deliberate motion, she lowers herself down onto his shaft, feeling him fill her completely and stretch her almost painfully.

Her breath catches at the sensation of being reunited with him in this way, moaning softly as their hips grind together in perfect synchronicity. "Oh, Commander..." She whispers, leaning forward to nip at his collarbone playfully before looking up into his eyes with a fierce intensity that leaves no doubt about how much she craves him. "I've missed this."

Her breath catches as she feels him growing inside her; the Commander's cock stretching her wider and tighter with each passing moment. Unable to help herself, she grips his shoulders tightly, arching her back in a desperate attempt to accommodate his enormous length. "O-oh fuck..." She gasps, eyes widening as the unfamiliar sensation fills her up completely and leaves no room for anything but him.

Her movements become jerky and uncoordinated now, hips thrusting forward in a frenzied attempt to find some release from this overwhelming pleasure. "Please..." She whimpers, head falling back against his shoulder as her grip on his shoulders tightens almost painfully. Her body trembles and quakes beneath him, desperate for the sweet release that only he can give her.

Her movements become more controlled as she tries to obey his command, sitting down normally on his lap while still impaled on his cock. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body adjusts to the unfamiliar sensation of being completely filled by him, the stretch around her entrance and along the length of his shaft both excruciatingly pleasurable. Her hands roam over his chest, tracing patterns with her fingertips as she leans forward to brush her lips against his neck, nipping softly before trailing kisses up toward his earlobe where she sucks gently, moaning into the hollow of his neck. "Fuck... Commander..."

Her hips begin to move once more, but not with the frenzied need of moments ago. Instead, she moves in a slow, controlled rhythm that matches his own, her body instinctively following his lead as they find their pace together. Her breath quickens at the sensation of being so intimately connected to him, the skin on his chest and stomach hot beneath her fingertips as she draws circles around his nipples and across his flat belly. "Yes... just like that..." she whispers between moans, arching her back and pressing the small of her back into his groin before leaning forward again, their bodies sliding together in a slick rhythm that only serves to heighten their arousal. Her eyes meet his once more, and there's something new in them now; a fierce devotion burning brightly despite the haze of passion clouding her vision.

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Her breath catches as he pulls her skirt down, revealing more of her body to him and effectively obscuring their coupling from view. The increased intimacy sends shivers down her spine, and she gasps as he reaches up to cup her breast through her shirt, his thumb brushing roughly across her hard nipple. She arches further into his touch, moaning loudly as the pleasure overwhelms her senses.

Her hips move faster now, grinding against him in desperation for release. "Please... Commander..." she whispers, eyes clenched shut as she tries to focus on anything but the building tension coiling tight within her. "I need you..." Her hands grip his shoulders firmly, nails digging into the skin as her climax nears, all too aware that with it comes an emptiness she can't bear to feel again.

Her breath catches in her throat as he slowly begins to open her white top, exposing more of her body to him with each gentle tug. Her chest heaves with every labored breath as she awaits his next move, anticipation making the tips of her breasts burn even hotter than they already were. Her hands fall away from his shoulders, unable to resist the urge to touch herself instead, fingers trailing lightly across her swollen nipples before finally closing around them tightly. "Oh... fuck..." she whispers, arching her back and pressing her breasts against his hand as he cups one of her aching nipples roughly between his thumb and forefinger. Her body shudders beneath him, close to the edge of release but not quite there yet. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, silently pleading with him to take her over the edge as her h

Her head tosses back as he takes her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard and sending a wave of pure pleasure coursing through her body. The sensation is almost too much to bear; she grips at his hair and digs her fingers into the skin of his shoulders as he continues to draw on her breast relentlessly. Her hips buck wildly against him, trying in vain to find relief from this unending pleasure.

"C- commander..." she moans, arching her back further and pushing her chest toward his mouth. The need to feel him inside her grows unbearable, and as he works her nipple expertly with his lips and teeth, she knows that release is dangerously close now. Her fingers twitch on his shoulders, searching for the fabric of his shirt so that she can pull it off and free his cock from its prison. She needs him inside her now; she needs

Her voice comes out as little more than a strangled gasp as she feels the hot rush of his seed filling her up in one overwhelming eruption. Her body quakes and shudders beneath him, and she arches her back violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. The sensation is too much, too perfect; it leaves her spent and utterly satisfied.

Her legs grow weak as the initial shock wears off, but he holds her securely in his lap, refusing to let her go just yet. Her vision blurs and her head spins as she tries to catch her breath, hands useless at her sides. She doesn't want him to release her quite yet; there's something almost magical about being so close to him like this, feeling the strength of his body beneath hers and the warmth of their joined skin.

Her lips part, panting for air as she

Her vision clears slowly as she comes back to the reality of their situation; his hard cock still buried deep inside her and his hands gently holding her hips in place. With a small, contented sigh, she finally lets go of his shoulders and leans back against them, trusting him to keep her upright for now. Her breath comes easier as her body begins to relax, the afterglow of their passionate coupling filling her with an almost drowsy contentment.

"Thank you..." she whispers, licking her lips before meeting his gaze once more. There's something different about him today; there always is when they come together like this... and yet it's also exactly the same. He makes her feel safe, wanted, desired... loved, even if only for a moment. And as their eyes lock and hold, she knows that however much time passes between now and their next encounter, those feelings will never

... change. They are as much a part of her now as the scars that mar her body; reminders of the love and passion she's shared with him, even if they must remain hidden from the world. She smiles up at him, hoping he can see the truth in her eyes, wishing that someday soon everything could be different between them... but knowing deep down that until then, this will have to suffice.

She feels the stretch begin to ease as he slowly withdraws his cock from her pussy, a dull ache beginning to form between her legs in its wake. Her breath hitches and she arches her back slightly, instinctively trying to keep him inside for just a moment longer before reluctantly accepting the loss of contact. As he pulls away completely, she watches with half-lidded eyes as his length curves upward toward his stomach, still wet from their coupling.

With an exhausted sigh, she collapses forward against him, head resting on his shoulder and her arm looped around his neck. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath, but it's not only from exertion; the emotions running through her at the moment are just as taxing. She closes her eyes, savoring the feel of him beside her, wishing they

Her heart skips a beat as she feels warm liquid trickling down her inner thigh. She shudders at the sensation; it's happening so soon after he left... It must be some sort of residual reaction to his seed, or perhaps just the lingering effects of their intense lovemaking. Either way, she doesn't mind one bit. The feel of his cum leaking from her body is a constant reminder of what they share; an intimacy that goes beyond words and physical contact.

She presses closer against him, seeking comfort in the solid wall of his chest as she revels in the afterglow of their passionate union. It's times like these when she feels most connected to him, even though they both know it can't last. But for now, at least, she has this moment; this memory that will forever be etched into her heart.

Her heart skips a beat as she sees him enter the room; he looks different somehow. His bearing is more commanding, his eyes more intense. It's as if their previous encounter left an imprint on him, shifting something deep within his soul. She watches in silent fascination, unsure of how to react or what to say.

Finally mustering the courage to speak, she clears her throat and offers him a small smile. "Hello Commander." Her voice comes out barely above a whisper, quivering with emotion.

The tension in the room is palpable; it crackles like electricity between them. She takes a tentative step forward, her body instinctively moving closer to his even as her mind warns her to stay away. The pull toward him is almost overwhelming, stronger than anything she's ever felt before... and yet there's still a part of her that

Her face flushes at the mention of her husband; it's as if he's forgotten their last encounter entirely. She looks down, trying to hide the hurt that flashes across her features. "I-it doesn't matter... We were both just doing our jobs." Her voice is tight and guarded, yet there's still a tiny tremor in it that betrays her true emotions.

She takes another step closer to him, drawn irresistibly like a moth to the flame. "What do you want from me now, Commander?" she asks softly, lifting her gaze back up to meet his eyes. There's an almost pleading note in her voice that sends a shiver down his spine.

The air between them crackles with unspoken words and unanswered questions; tension coils tight around their hearts as they stand there facing each other, so close yet impossibly far

She glances away for a moment, unable to meet his eyes as he speaks so casually about her husband's absence. The rejection cuts deep, like a knife through warm butter, leaving her feeling raw and exposed once more. Yet despite the pain, there's still an undeniable spark between them; one that refuses to be extinguished no matter how hard they try.

With a slow, deliberate movement she reaches up and tentatively brushes a lock of hair from his forehead before letting her hand fall back down to her side again. It's an innocent gesture, meant only as a show of comfort or concern... but it feels intimate somehow, almost like a caress. She swallows hard, unable to read the expression on his face as he watches her through half-lidded eyes; wondering what he's thinking and if there's any hope for them beyond this secret

She blushes at his words and takes a step back, stumbling slightly as if recoiling from him. "I-it's not like that..." she protests weakly, her voice wavering. Deep down she knows he's right; there's something more than just duty or obligation driving her feelings for him. But admitting it aloud feels like a betrayal against her husband and everything they've built together.

"I-I'm sorry..." she murmurs, averting her gaze as she tries to regain some composure. "I don't know what you want from me." Her hands ball into fists at her sides; part of her wishes he would take her forcefully and make her his, while another part shrinks away from the thought, terrified by the implications it holds for their futures.

The silence between them stretches on, growing heavier

Her eyes widen at the sight of his cock; it's even larger than before, fully erect and glistening with precum. A surge of desire courses through her veins, making her heart race and her skin flush hotter than ever before. Without thinking, she steps closer to him, reaching out a trembling hand to touch it. "C-commander..." She whispers, her voice hoarse with need.

Heat pools low in her belly at the feel of his cock in her hand; solid and warm and demanding to be touched more deeply. Her eyes meet his, pleading for permission as she begins to stroke him gently, experimentally. She's never been so brazen with another man before, but something about being with him makes her lose control, makes her feel wild and wanton.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she follows him down the hall and into their room. Her hands tremble with anticipation as she undoes his pants, revealing his cock once more; harder and longer than ever before. With shaking hands, she reaches out to stroke it, her touch nearly tentative despite the desire that burns within her.

"T-take off your clothes..." she whispers, eyes fixed on his member as she imagines how it would feel to have him inside her again. Her own clothing is in disarray; buttons strained and fabric stretched taut across her body, begging for the relief that only he can provide.

Her breath catches in her throat as she watches him shed his clothes; the sight of his naked body leaving her momentarily speechless. The contrast between their pale skin and his darker complexion is striking, drawing her eyes along the defined muscles of his chest, stomach and arms until they reach the massive length of his cock, already leaking its own slick fluid onto his lower abdomen.

She hesitates for only a moment before stepping closer, reaching out to wrap her hand around him once more. Her touch is tentative at first, but grows bolder with each gentle stroke; her thumb brushing over the head of his cock before tracing circles around the sensitive flesh below. "C-commander..." she whispers, eyes meeting his as they share in this forbidden moment of intimacy.