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Christmas was just a number of days away for those that lived at the Naval Base.

With the season came a slew of festive activities, from setting up the large Christmas tree in the middle of the base to building snowmen from the snow that blanketed the base. And naturally the likes of Seattle had opted to participate in the baking aspect of the festivities; preparing for the large meal that would happen on Christmas Day itself... and, naturally, would require a lot of food. So much so that, even with over a dozen Ship-Girls working from morning-to-night, it would take them collectively around three days.

Seattle herself partook in it. As the Commander's wife she lived with him at his home on the edge of the base, and had access to their personal kitchen – a quite expansive one that allowed her to go to and fro, whipping up all sorts of treats and snacks for the big day, saving the items that needed to be freshest for the day itself whilst baking and decorating goods that'd easily keep for a few days. And naturally, given the staggering scale of her desk, the Commander opted to lend a much-needed helping hand.

''Alright, what's next?''

''Hm, you can start on the chocolate for the tort, if you want? Just start breaking 'em with your fingers and choppin' them up into itty-bitty little pieces, 'kay?''

The Commander smiled and hummed an agreement, accepting the bar of chocolate she offered to him and meandering over to the other end of the kitchen. The room was on the more modern side, with a mixture of dotted black marble counter-tops and warm wooden walls that were illuminated by the amber lights around the room, giving it a very warm, cosy feel. Already though despite the room's spaciousness many of the counter-tops were crowded with packaged food, cutlery and messy bowls used for all manner of foods.

Pulling a clean glass jug out of the cupboard the Commander ripped open the packet of chocolate, plucking off a row of chocolate squares and individually breaking them down, laying them across a chopping board. One by one they popped apart, each a little trickier than the last as his hands got all sweaty and sticky with melting chocolate, until eventually he had them all broken into pieces – allowing him to line his knife up with them and start chopping them into finer pieces, making them easier to melt.

As he did so his gaze flickered to the corner of his eye, peeking back at his wife as she worked. Despite having done this for a full day already and working non-stop she still moved with a perky cheer, her face lit up as she methodically baked this and cooked that, often having to take breaks from cooking just so she could wash the dishes and then use the now-clean utensils for the next treat. It was only for lunch and dinner did she stop, both of them brought over by their friends with how busy they were.

''Hm~ Hm~ Hm~'' Seattle's musical humming only enhanced her warm, vibrant visage.

As did her outfit, he had to admit. Consisting of a red form-fitting dress with a white apron neatly draped over her front she looked stunning, her hair neatly over her shoulders as she moved about. A pair of black skin-tight shorts laid under her dress, visible thanks to the slits in her dress, though it was often when she had to bend over that he caught himself staring a bit too long. Not that Seattle minded much, always laughing off his blatant ogling and teasing him playfully before they both returned to work. It was perhaps because of that playfulness he'd fallen in love with her in the first place.

Smiling at the thought the Commander looked back down at the chocolate, nearly finished with chopping it. Putting more effort into it he finished chopping the last few chunks and hauled all the bits into the glass jug, meandering over to the sink just a few feet away to wash his hands clean and dry them on the towel nearby, only then retrieving his jug of chopped chocolate and moving over to Seattle. He noticed her frosting a sponge cake and didn't pipe up, opting instead to lay the jug of chocolate bits on the nearest available space, and instead wrap his arms around her slowly, resting his chin upon her shoulder.

''Hold on just a second, amigo.'' Seattle said softly, cutely focused as decorated the top of the cake. ''Just need to put a smiley-face here... and... there. Done~''

He hummed, briefly glancing at the frosting-covered cake before shifting back a step, allowing Seattle to pick up the plate it was on and carry it across the kitchen. It didn't take more than a few moments but just waiting made it feel that much longer, watching as she put the cake away in a big cake tin, and only when returned to his side, smiling warmly up at him as she moved to grab the chocolate.

Until he grasped reaching wrist instead, his other hand landing on her lower back. Seattle blushed at the sudden hold but smiled wryly all the same, eyes closing shut and head tilting back in anticipation – and hummed happily as his lips pressed against hers in a romantic kiss. He deepened it eagerly, pouring his love for her into the kiss and gently pushing her up against the counter-top where the cake had been, dragging the kiss out until his lungs forced him to break it off.

''Mm- hah...'' The Commander exhaled, lips a mere inch from hers. ''I ever tell you how much I love you?''

Seattle giggled faintly. ''A few times. Wouldn't mind hearing it more though~''

A kiss answered her; stolen with how quick it was before he pulled away. Pouting playfully Seattle kissed back, hopping up on her tiptoes slightly to make sure he didn't move away; the kiss equally as brief but with more affection. Inevitably it lured him back in, what should've been a quick kiss becoming something deeper and hotter as she grabbed the back of his head, smiling victoriously against his lips as she made him kiss her properly.

Her fingers loosened their hold on the back of his head, allowing him to lean back just a tiny bit - enough to speak. ''I love you.''

''I love you too honeybun~'' Seattle cooed against his lips.

Another kiss silenced her, his hand dropping from her waist and curling under the back of her thighs. Seattle moaned lightly into his moan, cheeks becoming rosy as he picked her up with ease and set her down on the edge of the counter-top, allowing her to lean down into the kiss with the added height. He didn't mind and broke it off after a few more moments, smiling up at his adoring wife, his hands landing on her thighs and rubbing them, his gaze sliding down her front.

''Say. Why don't we relax a little?'' He proposed. ''You've been working hard all day, after all.''

''I still have a lot to do too.'' Seattle pointed out, but didn't seem all that against the idea.

''We still have a lot to do.'' The Commander warmly reminded. ''With my help, we'll be done before midnight. Promise.''

''Oho, someone's confident~'' Seattle wiggled her brows. ''Are you sure you can back up those words mister~? Or are you just trying to wiggle your way into my pants~?''

''Both.'' He shamelessly admitted, chuckling when it made her giggle. ''So...?''

''Alright, alright.'' She leaned down, kissing his nose. ''Can't make this kitchen any messier now can we?''

He leaned up, kissing her chin. ''Is that a challenge?''

She poked his forehead. ''You do that and you'll be on the couch.''

''Fair enough.'' The Commander amusedly smiled, leaning down. ''Open your legs a little.''

''Starting there?'' Warmth coloured Seattle's cheeks. ''Not that I mind, but sitting here... I ain't a snack, Commander.''

''You are to me now~''

''Very funny you- M-Mn...''

Seattle's words trailed off as he pushed his face between her parted legs, nose pressing up against her clothed crotch. With a teasing smile the Commander slid his hands further up her creamy thighs and tucked his fingers into her black skin-tight shorts, tugging them down bit by bit until Seattle had to sit up a bit so he could pull them over her butt and down her thighs, eventually tugging them off her feet alongside her red panties.

With nothing to cover her womanhood he went in, pulling his waist to the edge of the counter and planting a kiss on her pussy. Seattle moaned softly and put her arms behind herself, leaning back with a breathy look of arousal – one that only encouraged him to weasel his tongue inside of her, slithering it in and licking about at her insides. The slow, confident strokes of his tongue extracted a soft sigh of bliss from Seattle, her lips pursing and eyes drifting shut momentarily, enjoying the feeling.

''Mm... ah...'' Softly his wife moaned, one hand coming up to tuck some grey hair from her face. ''I don't remember you eating any snacks with just your tongue.''

''Sometimes you need to.'' The Commander withdrew his tongue long enough to speak, humour glimmering in his eyes. ''To get to the goodness inside~''

Seattle blushed, pouting and bonking him lightly on the head – only to let out a cute gasp when he licked at her clit. The aftershock hit a second later and she whimpered, legs pushing inwards before he indulged them apart again, allowing his teasing tongue to lap at her clit – quick up-down strokes coaxing out more laboured moans from the cruiser, her eyes either screwed shut or half-lidded as they gazed down at him, lust and love in her gaze.

His tongue invaded her once more then, slithering back on inside and swirling around in quick, erotic circles, knowingly licking a couple spots that made her feel extra good – evidenced by the gentle tensing of her shoulders and the soft, shakily-exhaled moans, her head tipping back and eyes staring at the ceiling. Her free hand came to rest on his head and she pushed him between her legs more, biting her lip as she cast a gaze across the room at the frosted-over window. She didn't really mind if anyone saw – it wasn't like their love life was a secret – but it was embarrassing all the same.

''Commander... oh yes...'' Seattle moaned softly. ''Gimme more...''

''As you wish~'' The Commander teased.

His tongue slid out of her sex, three fingers pressing against it instead – and Seattle moaned hotly under her breath as his digits slid into her. She was wet; easing his fingers into her hot core and allowing her walls to snugly squeeze them, the oppressive heat only encouraging the Commander to start fingering her. His tongue wasn't idle either; lustful as it lapped right at her clit, slowing his licks down so she could feel the surface of his tongue slide over the little bundle of nerves, the combined stimulation never failing to make Seattle whimper.

His fingers grew quick fast. Pumping in-and-out of her pussy they worked their magic, fingering out a string of erotic moans and mewls from the grey-haired cruiser, her eyes on him alone now. She tensed and let out a whimper when he sucked on her clit, pushing against his forehead but not putting much effort into it, subtle convulsions twitching through her slender body as she resisted the enthralling heat, but he was persistent in the gentlest way possible, unrelenting in his finger movements and ravenous in his licks, any honey that leaked from her sex lapped up hungrily.

''Ah... Mn, Commander...'' Seattle softly warned, feeling heat simmer at her womanhood – a tingling, shaky need. ''Almost there... don't stop, honeybuns...''

In response the Commander withdrew his fingers, smirking at he looked into her eyes, and popped them into his mouth – sucking them clean. She blushed deeply at the sight but any words she attempted to say dissolved into a moan as his tongue buried itself back inside her womanhood, licking and lapping at her quivering walls relentlessly.

His fingers too went to work; rubbing at her clit or teasingly drawing circles around it. The sensation left Seattle whimpering in unadulterated bliss, eyes screwing shut and mouth hanging a little open, letting out her sounds of pleasure. At the same time his other hand kept her thighs apart, giving him uninhibited access to her pussy; eating her out without slowing down one bit. The constant pressure, the relentless tongue-fucking, all of it ate away at her stamina and hurried Seattle towards an inevitable climax, her insides seizing up.

''M-Mm!'' Until with a jerk she came. ''Darling!''

One hand pushed his face into her crotch, squirts of honey hitting his chin as Seattle orgasmed. The Commander grabbed her hips with both hands and held her firmly so she didn't slip off of the counter, tongue still lapping at her insides even as her long legs clamped around his head. She pulled his hair in a moment of ecstasy, tugging on it as she humped his mouth, deriving as much pleasure from her powerful orgasm as she could.

Until all at once the haze of unadulterated heat fled, and with a shaking, shuddering gasp Seattle pushed herself back against the counter-top. Her legs shook from the force of her climax, a weak moan slipping past her lips as she opened her trembling legs, allowing him to withdraw his tongue from her quivering pussy. He smirked cheekily up at her and she pouted back, cheeks hot.

''Wow, I really needed that...'' Seattle admitted after a moment, pout fading into a soft smile. ''But I bet now that my pants are off you ain't done, are ya sugar~?''

''Read my mind.'' The Commander teased.

''More like your pants~'' Seattle teased right back, nodding down at his quite-obviously-bulging jeans. ''C'mon, get that belt undone and let's get this little party going.''

''You and parties.'' He chuckled lightly, doing as she asked and unbuckling his belt.

''What~? Parties are fun.'' Seattle playfully fired back. ''Just like we're having now~''

''True. Though, next time you host a party...'' The Commander winked at her. ''Why don't we do something a little scandalous, hm?''

''But that'd be a bit rude, when we have guests around...'' Seattle frowned chastising, though he could tell by the glint in her eyes that she wasn't entirely unopposed.

''The closet in the hall would be a good spot. We could both fit in it and do something quick and dirty.'' He suggested flirtatiously.

''I wonder what that might be.'' She dryly commented. ''Don't think there's enough room for either of us to bend down, and I'm not doing that whole 'upside-down 69' thing. I don't wanna be caught like that.''

''But you wouldn't mind me being in you, then?'' The Commander's voice dropped to a lower purr. ''With you bent over a little, of course.''

Seattle blushed, humming. ''Hrn... guess we could try that next time we're hosting the anniversary party. There's enough people around that nobody would notice us gone for ten minutes - but you better be quick about it.''

''I think that's the first time you've told me to be quick about doing it.'' The Commander amusedly noted, his jeans falling around his ankles.

''Duh. Girl's gotta have her fun too.'' Seattle remarked, smiling warmly as she shifted back more onto her elbows. ''Enough talk, go on and gimme some lovin', amigo~''

''My pleasure.'' The Commander cooed back.

Seattle smiled, shivering at the bulbous tip of his cock slid along her wet pussy lips, almost grinding against her folds as he teased her – slow, rhythmic rolls of his waist rubbing him against her. Then just when she opened her mouth to ask him to hurry he at last aimed lower and pushed forth, earning a startled moan from Seattle as his cock slid easily into her drooling pussy, meeting no resistance as he went all the way in on the first thrust.

Holding her waist the Commander started to thrust almost immediately; slow and intimate as he pulled his cock out before driving it right back in, stuffing his adoring wife full. She accepted his intruding length with a sweet-sounding moan, her vaginal walls constricting his length as he pistoned in-and-out of her. The sex was more romantic than passionate; slow and firm, making sure she felt it every bit as much as he did.

''Ahh... dang, Mn...'' Seattle breathed, gazing down at him. ''Forgot how good it feels havin' you in me...''

''Forgot? It's only been a couple days since we last did it.'' He chuckled teasingly. ''When was it? Tuesday night?''

''Mm, yeah. That was it.'' She nodded shakily, panting. ''I think that was... when we read that secret agent book together. We started smoochin' and you were on me in seconds.''

''To be fair, you look sexy in shorts.'' The Commander quipped back, vividly remembering rolling on top of his wife and pulling those same shorts right off her waist. The bed was left quite sweaty by the time they were finished.

''O-Oh? Is that... Mm, is that why you slipped your way into me tonight~?'' Seattle breathlessly teased. ''I know they make my butt look cute, but still~''

''Every part of you looks cute.'' The Commander fired back – emphasising that by leaning forth, planting a kiss on the top of her right breast. ''Every part.''

''Ah, ya charmer...'' Seattle breathed out, moaning.

The Commander held her waist more firmly, pumping himself into her a little quicker. Her slick walls clenched around his girth, conforming to the shape of it as he smoothly slid it in-and-out of her tight hole. One of her hands came to play with his hair; slender fingers weaving through it and keeping it out of his face as he continued kissing the top of her breasts, her body half-off the counter-top by this point, the hands on her waist keeping her up as he pumped into her.

Helping with that Seattle wrapped her slender legs around his waist, snugly pulling him inside of her slick tunnel. The Commander groaned and took the subtle hint, his pelvis lightly smacking against hers as he drove himself into her again and again, the friction getting them both off. With how sensitive she was from her prior orgasm he didn't have to worry about dragging it out, his hips rocking forth with more vigour at the thought, lust creeping through his veins whilst pleasure left his cock twitching with need, a distinct heat climbing his shaft.

''Mn, ah...'' Seattle puffed out, whining. ''Ohh... can't hold it... just... Mn, dang it, d-dang it...''

''Ssh.'' The Commander hushed her, planting one more kiss on her breast before leaning up, pecking her on the lips. ''You nearly there?''

''You bet.'' She mumbled back, eyes shutting. ''Tell me when you're 'bout to blow... I wanna... finish... a-at the same time...''

The Commander grunted an agreement back, sealing his lips against hers in a kiss and devouring Seattle's hot moan. Their flesh clapped together as he drove himself balls-deep into her, his slower, romantic pace giving way to a more passionate and quick one, his cock snugly fitting within her quivering sex, the repeat impacts of his pelvis against hers only pushing her closer and closer to the edge, held back solely by her desire to cum with him.

Until he grunted tightly. ''C-Cumming!''

Seattle shuddered, letting go – and silently convulsed as she came. There was no scream, no shriek, no wail; just silent, unforgettable spasms of pure bliss as she orgasmed on his cock, any stuttering sounds muted as he claimed her lips in another heated kiss. A guttural moan tumbled from his own throat as he unloaded inside of her; rapid, ragged thrusts pumping his hot seed into her waiting depths, her hot walls like a furnace as they pressed down on his cock and seared his nerves, squeezing out every possible spurt of seed from him.

''Mm- oh, ohh...'' Seattle breathed as he broke off the kiss, her cheek nuzzling his. ''D-Darling, so hot...''

He kissed her neck in return, smooching out a sweet moan from the cruiser and tempting her to tilt her head back, her body nearly slack and leaving him to hold her up - his lips kissing their way over to her lips, luring her into another heated make-out session, both of them rocking their hips and grinding their joined parts together, extracting every bit of pleasure from their union as they could, their mixed fluids slowly leaking out around his pulsating shaft.

''Mm- darling, oh I- Mmph, love you- Mm...'' Murmuring out soft, loving words between quick kisses Seattle held onto him, shuddering when he pressed himself deep into her – pushing a moan up out of her throat, one hand on the back of his head and holding him to her neck, shivering when he kissed it. ''I love you so much...''

He murmured the same to her, grabbing Seattle by the ass and lifting her up and off his cock. The cruiser shivered at the emptiness within her, though his plentiful load remained deep within her, taking its time to leak out. Seattle's long legs slid down to the floor as he let her stand under her own power, though that power was questionable in her post-orgasm state, her knees quaking beneath her own weight and forcing her to lean back against the counter behind her.

The Commander swept in then, arm around her waist and lips finding hers – muffling her sweet moan of satisfaction. She grabbed him by the collar and held him into the kiss, dragging it out even when their lungs burned for oxygen, forced apart a couple seconds later. Gazing into each others eyes they remained still for a moment, their breath intermingling between their lips.

Then the Commander leaned in, gently bringing his teeth down on her bottom lip, nipping it. Seattle moaned softly and dipped her head in a shallow nod, her slender frame twisting around and pushing herself against the counter, bending over and with arms folded atop it. Her cheeks burned as he got behind her, one hand hiking her dress up so he could get a good look at her nice ass, one hand briefly palming it before he grasped his cock, pushing the bulbous tip up and along her pussy.

''Mm- oh~'' Seattle let out a sweet moan as he pushed back inside of her. ''Y'know... I kinda think I'm starting to like getting bent over...''

''Mn, that so?'' The Commander muttered back, grasping her waist as he slowly pumped into her womanhood. ''You didn't like it before?''

''Nah, didn't mind... just always like you being on top. Felt more intimate.'' Seattle breathed, shuddering as he slid into her so smoothly. ''Like on our wedding night. You undressed me, treated me like a real princess, took your time with me and held me... doing it when we're face to face feels really romantic, y'know...?''

''But...'' He was sensing she wasn't done.

''But, I don't mind doing it this way either.'' Seattle finished, smiling over her shoulder at him. ''Doesn't matter if we're snuggle-lovin' on the bed or you're bending me over in a closet... doing it with you is special in its own way, Commander~''

The Commander flushed at the adoring comment, responding by swiftly leaning over her shoulder and kissing her. Seattle moaned happily into the kiss, smile spread across her lips as she kissed him back. Her lips parted lightly when he sped up, his cock sliding between her lower lips and into her cream-filled depths, tempting him to poke her lips with his tongue. Seattle took the hint and slipped her own tongue out, a slight smile lingering on her face as her tongue poked his, both of them French-kissing with a groan.

Then they broke apart, a mutual moan escaping them both as he sped up. Seattle leaned forwards on her elbows more and bit her lip, taking the increasingly-passionate pounding with a smile, his pelvis smacking against her ass as he went balls-deep in her. His own hands weren't idle either and slid up her sides, hiking her red dress up and soon letting him snake them up to her breasts, pushing her black bra up and grabbing a hold of her plump boobs.

''Ah, hah... harder...'' Softly she asked, moaning.

He kissed the back of her neck. ''Anything for you.''

A cute moan answered him, bringing a smile to the Commander's face and encouraging him to pick up the pace. His eyes roamed over her slim shoulders and upper-back, her flesh bare as her dress slipped down a little, giving him plenty to look at - his hands also getting plenty to feel. Something Seattle undoubtedly felt, her moans rising in pitch as he fondled her breasts, his cock plunging deep into her cum-filled sex with every thrust.

Their mixed fluids helped act like lubricant, easing his shaft between her leaking folds and into her depths. Though she couldn't wrap her legs around him like last time Seattle made up for it by pushing her ass back against him, moaning when one of his hands slid down to grab her hip again, helping her with that. Their joined parts craved release, already creeping through them, but both held back for just a little bit longer, enjoying the pleasure that coursed through their nerves.

''Inside...'' Seattle moaned out, almost like an afterthought. ''Don't make a mess...''

''Got it...'' He grunted back, squeezing her boobs once more before sliding his hands down to her sides, his pace hastening.

Seattle bit her bottom lip but moaned regardless, the sound quivering off of her tongue all the same. The Commander sought to hear more such sounds, his throbbing cock plunging deep into her searing-hot vice, her insides so hot she was like an oven. And if she was the oven, he was about to put a pie in said oven.

''Hah, Seattle...!'' The Commander hissed into her ear, the sound of flesh slapping together filling the kitchen-

''Mn~!''

-before with a quiet, tight whimper Seattle orgasmed for the third time that night, her vaginal walls clamping tight around him and coaxing out his load; thick shots of heat pumping deep into her. She spasmed slightly, shoulders jerking and face pushing down into her folded arms, muffling her whine of pure pleasure, the feeling of his seed hitting her walls only adding the icing to her orgasm.

And with a deep, satisfied moan the Commander pushed in deep and went still; spooning her. ''Ahh...''

No words were said. Both just stood there spooning, their bodies hot and shuddering in the aftermath of their orgasms. It was only after a prolonged moment that the Commander pulled out, tempting Seattle to shift around to face him, leaning back against the counter with a loving, if breathless smile on her face.

Opening his arms to her he invited Seattle for a hug, one the cruiser merrily accepted, giggling when he hauled them both down onto the floor – leaning against the counters and allowing them to give their weak knees a break, both of them snuggling in close to each other.

''I love you.'' She pecked his cheek. ''Best hubby in the world.''

The Commander chuckled and kissed her on the lips instead - the kiss quick and light, allowing him to speak too. ''Love you too, Seattle. Best wife in the world.''

Cheerful giggles answered him, and after a little more snuggling and clean-up both went back to work, their kitchen intimacy just one instance of many that occurred in their vibrant love-life.

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