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Lena was knee-deep in paperwork when Shin knocked. The chilly night air crept inside her room as he walked in with a hefty stack of reports. He placed it on her desk, glanced at the papers strew all over the wooden surface, then back at Lena, who closed the door.
"Lena," he replied to her greeting in a soft voice. Even so, one couldn't miss the worry laced in his tone. "Still working?"
"I could ask the same for you," Lena retorted. Her silver gaze locked onto him, and her brows were cutely furrowed.
"I've finished for the day."
"Only minutes ago, I can tell!"
With that, Lena threw hersef into Shin's arms.
"L—"
The first syllable of her name barely slipped off Shin's tongue, before he was caught up in the softness of her body. After a moment of vacillation, he wrapped his arms around her waist. She melted into their embrace, her jaw resting on his shoulder as she inhaled from his neck.
"Mmh…"
Shin's body was hot. Lena was only wearing her nightgown, so the various buttoms, lapels, and cuffs on his uniform coat pressed against her. This was probably why he hesitated to hug her back, besides the worry that he might dirty her bed clothes with his uniform, in which he worked all day. In fact, she was acutely aware of his scent, along with his pine cologne and sweat. What a pleasant musk…! Lena grinned at the thought, but it made her blush just as much. She nuzzled deeper into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"Did you have dinner, Shin?"
"Mn," Shin replied simply.
Somehow, Lena sensed that his body had gone limp over the course of their embrace, like a tree trunk drying out in the wild. She pulled back slightly and looked up at him. She was met by a crimson gaze that belonged to his unbearably handsome face. He remained silent.
"Is something the matter?"
"…"
Shin only stroked the full length of her hair as if brushing a bunny's back. To her dismay, he seemed intrigued by her two sprouts, which bounced back into air as soon as his hand passed them.
…They were like bunny whiskers, Shin thought to himself. Though at this point, he'd latch onto anything for a distraction. He had turned up to Lena's room that night, having been tasked with delivering some reports for her review. Now Lena was in his arms.
Lena in nothing but a light-blue, see-through negligee.
When their eyes met, he naturally had to face downwards, and the bottom of his peripheral vision was the light-blue lace that perfectly cupped her cleavage. When they hugged like this, there was only a mesh fabric thinner than paper separating her body from his arms. The garmet was short enough to show her thighs. If his hands lowered any further, he'd probably be…
Grabbing Lena's cute butt.
He had gotten a look when Lena opened the door for him earlier. The negligee was mostly a see-through, soft mesh that loosely flowed down from where intricate lace panels tightly gathered her breasts. The shade of light-blue was the hue of the sea shimmering under the sun. Standing there before her, Shin thought he had been transported into a dream. Somewhere far. Somewhere cold. An otherworldly place suffused with fog, behind which was something that would've shattered his psyche in an instant, had he not possessed certain survival instincts: a lacey pair of panties.
Despite all the mythos that shrouded the Reaper of the Eastern Front, he was but a young man. Panties worn by the girl he liked—just the thought of that was enough to redirect bloodflow in his body. Now he could see them through her negligee. They clung to her like a glove.
It wasn't even his first time seeing Lena in revealing dress. Wasn't the bikini from their vacation in Wald even more revealing? And then there was the article of clothing invented by a certain prince.
In fact, he had seen Lena completely bare a few times. After their return from the Theocracy, there was much work to be done back at Rusthammer base, and they had gotten many chances to be with each other.
Shin closed his eyes briefly, as if forcing those thoughts out of his mind.
"…Would Lena have opened her door like this, to anyone who knocked?"
He had asked the question. It was coy, but his serene tone made Lena stammer through her reply.
"N-No….! Only Shin…"
The young man curiously tilted his head to the side, whilst maintaining an indifferent expression. He kept his gaze locked onto her and spoke in a near whisper, "Why is that?"
"Why…" Lena averted his gaze, frowning to herself. "Seeing as I'm in my sleepwear… er, it would be highly improper for others to see me. But if it's Shin, well, I-I suppose it's fine."
"…It's fine for me to see you like this?"
"Hgh….!!! Ah…"
Lena gasped, snapping back to stare at Shin. The boy had always been a tease, but he was getting bolder and bolder, these days. It was impossible to not to become flustered when Shin said something like that in his soft-spoken tone. If anything, after a day of work, his fatigued voice sounded breathier and deeper than usual, which made Lena think of a clingy cat.
Shin's voice… is rather seductive!
At the same time, Lena became aware of just how revealing her negligee was, and how technically, Shin had visited her on grounds of work. Her dress was improper, after all…! She squirmed and gasped to herself, which drew a chuckle out of Shin.
"Since you're already wearing it, why not twirl for me?"
"E-Eh? …Ah, then…"
With her arms at either side of her, Lena twirled herself in front of Shin. The light-blue negligee bloomed mid-air, allowing light to pass through and envelope her body. Peeking under the translucent fabric were her panties, with lace panels that glistened like dew on a night-blooming flower. Lena came to an elegant stop, giggling as she locked wrists around Shin's nape once more. Her breasts pressed against his chest. She stood on tip-toes, closed her eyes, and daintily kissed his cheek.
"Will you stay the night, Shin…?" She looked up at him curiously. The Captain was his stoic self, running a hand down her back in a soothing manner.
In actuality, Lena's act might as well be an arrow to the heart. Shin considered it a miracle that he didn't collpase on the spot. He did ask her to twirl, expecting Lena to be too flustered to go through with it. This was a miscalculation on his part, as he realised then, that young ladies of noble upbringing were used to such princessly manouvres. Now the lady was staring at him, wide-eyed and expectant. However, the longer he allowed the silence to brew, the more her expression twisted.
"It's impolite to leave a girl hanging for so long, Shin."
The puppy-eyed expression had vanished. Lena was properly pouting at him.
…So it's fine when she leaves me hanging for a month…? Shin suppressed the urge to speak his thought. Though Lena had puffed up her cheeks now. He chuckled at the sight, which only made her frown deepen. He reached out a hand to cup her face; his thumb brushed her cheek in tender strokes, but that did not appear to placate her.
"Lena is grumpy," Shin crooned in a subtle tone that he rarely used with TP.
"…Because Shin is being mean," Lena grumbled, still glaring at him.
"Mn," Shin agreed. "Can I kiss you?"
"There is no need to ask, you know…!"
"I don't mean your mouth."
"Eh…? Huh—?"
Before Lena could gasp and clutch her pearls, Shin's mouth already collided with hers.
"Huff, huff…"
Lena's chest heaved up and down. Her kissed-out, drooly lips were parted to catch air, her thighs were spread open and planted on either side of him.
Shin had kissed the sense out of her and stolen all her air. He had gently pushed the papers on her desk aside, offhandedly called her a messy girl, and hoisted her up on her desk.
"More…!" Lena demanded, pulling Shin in for another open-mouthed kiss.
Thankfully, the walls of a commander's room weren't so thin that the wet, utterly obscene noises of their mouths could spread—not to mention said commander's numerous moans.
"I-I liked that." The words slipped out of Lena's mouth, between jagged breaths. She grinned cutely as Shin tucked some loose strands behind her ear, so as to kiss her without distraction. Mischief glimmered in her eyes as she called out his name. "Call me that again…!"
"Messy girl?"
"Mhm! Mhm!"
"…Lena's drooling," Shin murmured. He wiped her glistening lips with his thumb, amusement flickering in his sultry, crimson gaze. "How unladylike."
"I was not… Shin is being mean aga—"
Something went into Lena's mouth, causing her words to slur. Soft. Fleshy. Lena sucked it on instinct, and upon realising it was Shin's thumb, she sucked it even harder.
They had slept together a few times now, so she wasn't completely clueless; and yet, they were both getting bolder in their own ways. That night, it was first time Shin tried these things, following Lena's lead.
As Lena carefully sucked her own drool off Shin's thumb, he subjected her to great scrutiny.
"I think Lena likes me mean," he concluded, and pressed his thumb down her tongue with a little more force.
Lena was salivating around him, moaning as her tongue swirled around the tip of his thumb. After a moment, she released him with a shiny "pop" sound, and said matter-of-factly, "Shin would be correct."
With Lena still seated on the table, Shin had taken a seat at her chair. The girl whined, finding herself to be in a position entirely too lewd. Her legs were wide open, and Shin had the perfect angle to "dig in". To make matters worse, this was her work desk. It would be like… doing it at the office, on the clock…!
"It wouldn't be right… This is shameful—!" Lena's voice quavered from how turned on she was.
Shin's face was already buried between her thighs, his nose pressed against her panties. He inhaled deeply. Lena's scent was subtle, but it overwhelmed his senses. She was soaked—that much he could tell. He nuzzled into her damp panties even more, letting out a moan as he exhaled.
"Sh… Shall I take them off?"
Shin didn't need to look to know that Lena was red as a tomato. He was also flustered from doing this—but a sense of sangfroid, honed over generations, coursed through his blood. As such, he was able to remain calm. He wanted to try anything, as long as it'd make Lena squirm and whine like she was now. He moved back a little.
"Actually, Lena was mean to me too."
Shin's soft-spoken voice came from under Lena's negligee.
"W-Whatever do you mean by that!?"
Shin leaned in again, closing his eyes as if intoxicated by her scent. He pressed his face against her like a clingy kitten. Lena was still wearing her panties, but the wet heat on the other side of the fabric was intensely palpable.
"Lena… didn't pay attention to me all day," he said to himself.
"Hmm?" Lena pouted at the accusation. Let's see… She recalled her day. They had their cooking elective in the morning, but she had paired up with Frederica to learn how to boil eggs. Indeed, Shin was left to fend for himself in the kitchen, tackling a basic pasta recipe alone. For the rest of the day, they were both swept up in meetings and paperwork. Lena couldn't have lunch or dinner with Shin due to their misaligned schedules. He may have had a point there. "W-Well, aren't you needy…!"
Shin kind of liked that.
The next moment, Lena felt a feathery sensation against her core. Then again. And again.
"…!"
Shin was kissing her through her panties. At first, he simply pressed and smeared his lips against the fabric. As if that wasn't sufficiently depraved, his tongue then glided over her underwear—across her wet spot and her clit.
"Eep…!" Lena squealed, yet spread her legs even further apart.
Shin had gone down on her twice before, which felt amazing—yet somehow, him doing the same now but through her panties made things a hundred times more erotic. It didn't quite make sense to Lena, who assumed that the barrier of fabric could dampen the level of stimulation. And yet…
"Shin…" she whined breathlessly. "H-Hot… Too hot."
"It's alright," said Shin. "Breathe for me."
"Mhm… A-Are you going to kiss me some more?"
"Yeah. I will."
Shin carefully pulled her slippery panties to the side. She was soaked, swollen, and glistening in the dim light.
"Lena made a mess," he murmured.
His mouthwork made her cum so hard that her thighs still trembled ten minutes later. Lena had swooned at the sight of Shin with his dishevelled hair, his lips glistening from her aftermath. She was catching her breath when he got up and kissed her, making sure that she'd taste herself.
Ten minutes later, Lena was kneeling on the floor in front of Shin, who sat on her chair.
"You really don't have to," he said softly. "What if it hurts your throat or something…"
That only produced an unintended effect.
Lena stubbornly pouted at the tent in his groin. "Take your pants off, now—!"
"Uh-huh."
"Try again."
"Yes ma'am."
Lena grinned, watching Shin unbuckle his belt. He did so with a casual, well-practiced ease that was… totally hot! Lena's eyes sparkled, connecting this moment to the instances of Shin undoing his tie, or one-handedly unbuttoning his shirt.
"Shin looks hot," she blurted out.
"Hmm?"
"Ah… nothing!"
The belt dropped to the floor. The pants became undone. The boxers were pulled down.
"Have at it," Shin said drily.
So far, all attempts at taking Shin into her mouth had resulted in Lena choking to tears. Shin wasn't enthusiastic about her wanting to try it again. Alas, Lena was persistent. She gulped and stared at Shin's cock, scoping it out as if it were some enemy to be defeated. Shin let out a sigh. He bent down and kissed her lips, before holding out his palm in front of her.
"Spit," he said softly.
"R-Right."
Lena pursed her lips and frowned in concentration. Spittle dripped from her mouth and onto his palm in an inexplicably elegant manner. Shin then stroked himself with it, using his other hand to soothe her hair. He could definitely cum from just this—the sight of Lena in her own post-orgasmic bliss, the sight of Lena staring up at him like he was the only other person in the world.
"Erm… I want it, Shin."
"Okay."
Lena eyed the cock in Shin's hand, then glanced back at him. "P… Perhaps Shin can be mean to me again…!"
"I… Uh… Huh?"
Not bothering to respond, Lena tentatively licked around Shin's tip, then traced a vein with her tongue. She wore an diligent expression, and not that Shin had seen other people do it, but he found it amusing that Lena managed to appear ladylike, even now.
"Humph." With a muffled whine, she took him in her mouth, only by the tip, and started to suck.
Her ahoges vigorously flailed in air as she worked up a pace.
It was the first time Shin had cummed in her mouth. She had asked for it. Hot, creamy spurts painted the inside of her mouth. The salty, bitter taste made her grimace cutely. She'd reached for her cup of water to wash it down, but on second thought, Shin probably needed it more.
With a disgruntled pout, Lena sat on his lap and tipped her cup towards Shin, who had no choice but to accept the water trickling down his throat.
"You are to keep yourself hydrated," she said austerely. "That's an order."
"Understood," Shin said blankly. Can't Lena just… not taste his cum? He wondered to himself, but thought it better to just give her a pat on the head and apologise. "Sorry, Lena."
At that, she smirked smugly. "I liked having Shin in my mouth—!"
"What?"
"Shin wasn't mean to me though…"
"I don't know what it is that you want when you say that, Lena."
Shin was a kind-hearted person, after all. He was still processing the fact that Lena apparently liked things on the rougher side.
"I… I don't know either…"
"If you think of anything you'd like me to say or do, just tell me."
"I shall do just that." Lena smiled, unknowingly kicking her legs in the air. "…Are you going to take me to bed, Shin?"
"Sure."
"I think I'm ready to go again…!"
"Again…?"
"Well, Shiden said it's common to start with some foreplay, and then, erm…"