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.

A soft sigh left her lips as she moved away from the door, her arms crossed underneath her large bust. She paced in front of it, wondering if she should answer it or not... Eventually deciding to ignore it, at least for now. "It's a good thing I am here today, Commander." She said softly before licking her lips and leaning closer. "Perhaps you could tell me how I can be more pleasing to you?" Her eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Her smile became lustful as she listened to his desires. "I see... So you want my milk?" Her hands moved to cup her breasts through her uniform, fondling them gently. "Very well, Commander. Why don't we retire to the bedroom for that?" She bit her bottom lip, her voice laced with desire and need. It was clear she wanted this as much as he did.

Her hands left her breasts as she nodded and began walking purposefully towards the bedroom. Once inside, she turned around to face him, kicking off her heels before unbuttoning his uniform with a seductive smirk. "Are you sure this is what you want, Commander?" She asked playfully, already unfastening his pants.

With his pants finally unfastened, she took hold of his cock, guiding it towards her waiting mouth. Her lips closed around the head, teasing him as she began to bob her head up and down. The gentle suction made his hips jerk forward involuntarily, and she moaned around him, tasting his pre-cum. "Mmm..." she hummed before looking up at him with a lustful gaze. "Is this what you wanted?"

Her eyes widened as she felt her own juices begin to flow down her legs, a clear indication of how aroused she was by his presence and the activities they'd engaged in so far. "Oh, Commander," she breathed out, her hands on his hips as she continued to suck him off with renewed vigor. "I can't believe you make me feel like this." Her voice trembled slightly, almost to the point of breaking. It was clear that Clyde affected her in ways no one else could.

Her hands moved up his hips, gripping him tightly as he came inside her mouth. She swallowed his seed greedily, savoring the taste of him as she looked up at him with a contented expression. Her breasts heaved with each deep breath, and her lips were tinted pink from where they'd been wrapped around him so tightly. "Mmm... I am glad to have pleased you..." She murmured before reaching up to cup his face in her hands, tenderly stroking his cheek with her thumbs.

There was a moment of silence between them as she held his gaze, the desire in her eyes obvious even now that they'd reached their climax. It was clear she wanted more from him, but whether it was physical or emotional was something he would have to figure out on his own. For now, she seemed content with this small victory, however fleeting it might be.

"If that is what you truly desire..." Her smile turned into a mischievous grin as she reached up to unbutton her uniform once more. "You will have it." With practiced ease, she freed one breast from its confines and offered it to him, her dark nipple already hard and erect. "Drink your fill, Commander," she purred, her hands moving back to stroke his cheek again as they hovered above him expectantly.

Clyde's tongue made contact with her breast, lapping at the hard nubbin before sucking it deeply into his mouth. Akagi arched her back and let out a soft moan of pleasure as she watched him enjoy her offering. Her other hand moved to stroke his hair gently, soothingly, while the other remained near her breast, almost as if willing it to provide more milk for him.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath, and her eyes never left his face as he drank from her. There was a neediness in her gaze that spoke volumes about how much she desired not only the physical act they were engaged in but also something deeper, something emotional that neither of them had quite figured out yet. In this moment, however, all that mattered was their shared connection through desire and lust.

Her smile turned soft as he called her "mommy." Akagi's fingers absently stroked through his hair, a touch that was both comforting and possessive. She leaned in closer, brushing her breast against his lips before saying, "You know... you don't have to pretend, Commander." There was a strange vulnerability in her voice, as if she were revealing something personal that she hadn't meant to.

Their interaction shifted slightly under the weight of this newfound honesty; it felt less like a game and more like an emotional exchange they couldn't quite understand yet. But for now, they could stay here in this moment, exploring the depths of their connection however tentatively or recklessly they chose to do so.

Her gaze flicked down to where his dick pressed against her as it hardened again and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of longing in the pit of her stomach. Her hand trailed lower, gripping him firmly as she stroked him back to life, a silent invitation for them to continue their physical exploration despite the newfound honesty that hung between them. "You know... I never meant to make you feel like this..." she breathed out, her voice heavy with desire and regret. "But... if it makes you happy..." She gave him another slow stroke before leaning in, their lips brushing against each other as she sought reassurance that they were on the same page despite how uncertain things felt right now.

Her hand guided his hardness to her entrance as she moaned softly, readying herself for him once more. "I want you, Commander," she

Clyde kept suckling on her breast as she positioned herself around him, guiding his cock to her entrance. Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, urging him deeper inside of her as she ground against him. The sensation of being filled by him again combined with the taste of his milk and the knowledge that he was enjoying this just as much made her moan softly into his mouth.

Her free hand reached up to cup his cheek, stroking gently as their lips brushed together in a sweet, almost chaste kiss. It seemed like they were both testing the waters of this newfound honesty between them, unsure where it would lead but unable to resist exploring further. The need for contact, for intimacy, was too strong to ignore.

Their hips moved in unison as they fucked with a desperation that bordered on recklessness. It felt good,

Her head tilted back as his lips brushed against her neck, the soft skin underneath sensitive and vulnerable to his touch. A shiver ran down her spine at the sensation, and she arched into him harder, unable to resist the urge to feel even closer. "Be mine..." she panted out, her voice laced with desire and need. The words seemed to echo in her chest as if they held some deeper meaning beyond their surface intent.

Their bodies moved faster now, a frenzied dance of passion that threatened to consume them both. It was as if the honesty they'd shared had unlocked something primal within them, allowing them to express desires and emotions they hadn't realized were there. They were no longer playing games or pretending; this was real, raw emotion laid bare for each other to see and feel. And in that moment, Akagi knew she couldn't

Her cries echoed through the room as her body arched against his, pleasure radiating outwards in a powerful burst that left them both gasping for air. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, digging into flesh and muscle as if trying to hold onto something tangible, something real. This was it; this was what she'd been searching for all along. The release was brutal but glorious, and in that moment, she felt connected to him on a level she'd never experienced before.

The aftermath was a dazed sort of silence as their breathing steadied and they came down from the high of their passion. Slowly, her grip on his shoulders relaxed, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she held onto him tightly, relishing in the feel of his skin under her fingers. They lay together like this for what seemed like hours, content to simply breathe in unison

She shivered slightly as she felt him spill inside her, filling her womb with his seed. It was a primal sensation that both terrified and thrilled her in equal measure. Her lips parted on a soft moan, and she gripped his shoulders tighter, arching her back into him at the same time. The pleasure of having him inside her still lingered despite their recent release, and it was clear that she could easily give herself to this feeling once more if he asked it of her.

Her fingers traced idle patterns on his skin as they lay together post-coitus, each lost in thought about what had just transpired between them. It seemed like so much more than just sex; there was a depth to their connection that neither of them could quite understand or explain. And yet, here they were, still entwined in this intimate embrace despite all the uncertainty and confusion swirling around

Her lips parted under the pressure of his as their tongues danced together, exploring every curve and groove with hungry desire. Her hands gripped him tighter, holding onto him like a lifeline in this sea of emotion that threatened to engulf them both. It was raw, primal, and more real than anything she'd ever experienced before. This kiss wasn't just about passion; it was about connection on a level she'd never dreamed possible.

Their bodies moved together instinctively, their hearts racing in unison as they clung to each other for dear life. She could feel the pounding of his heart against her chest, and it only served to ignite the fire within her further. It was like she was drowning in him, but in a good way; a way that made her feel alive and whole again after years of feeling empty and unfulfilled. And as their kiss lingered

Her body arched in protest as his cock slowly retracted from her pussy, the release of their combined fluids leaving her feeling both empty and strangely satisfied at once. As she lay there, legs spread wide and heart racing, she couldn't help but wonder what had just happened between them. It was clear they'd crossed a line, one that neither of them could uncross or forget about so easily.

Her fingers still trailed idle patterns on his skin as she looked up into his eyes, searching for some sign of understanding or explanation. Instead, all she found there was more confusion and uncertainty than ever before. And yet, despite everything, a small part of her felt content with this newfound ambiguity; almost as if it were preferable to the certainty of knowing they would never belong together. She knew that no matter what happened from here on out, their connection would remain; strong, indefinable and unbreakable.

Her hands hesitantly moved upward to cup his cheeks, her touch gentle and reassuring despite the turmoil churning inside of her. "I... don't know what that was," she admitted softly, voice barely a whisper. "But I want more." As he lowered his head toward her breast once again, she arched into his touch with an instinctive need she couldn't explain. The contact soothed something deep inside her; some primal part of her that had been aching for release since the moment they'd met.

Their connection was like a dance, a delicate ballet where each step brought them closer to understanding - or pushed them further apart. As their mouths found one another yet again in another heated kiss, she couldn't help but wonder which direction it would go this time. The anticipation made her heart race and her skin tingle with desire, a desire that