Kyun! Kyun! My New Boyfriend is a Tottemo Kakkoi Commander! Or Captain, IDK.

Author's Notes: written for my oc, desu-chan's, birthday on august 26th. i love her dearly. i am sorry, however, gundam fanbase.

“Ensign Stephanie.”

Desu blinked as she turned towards the commander. A sweet smile crept across her glossed lips as she straightened her posture and pushed her bubblegum pink curls behind her. Her head tilted to the side before saluting The Red Comet himself, Char Aznable. Her heart throbbed as the man gave her a once-over. Her mouth grew dry. She puffed out her sizable chest—one that could barely be contained inside her tight custom-made Zeon uniform that came in a kawaii momoiro instead of yucky midori by the way—which made him visibly lower his head to get a better look.

Something dangerous flashed in her gunmetal blue eyes as she continued to push out her chest. “What is it, Commander Char-sama, desu ka?”

He coughed. “My rank is Captain.”

“Whatever, desu.”

“I see to it that my... newest recruits, the ones that show the most promise, are adjusting well. How are you?”

Slowly, she swayed from side to side as her hand ran through her curly hair. Her lips pursed tightly together as she pretended to think long and hard about her tenure as a soldier for the Principality of Zeon. In all honesty, a lot of the political and military jargon flew over her head. She was just here for the cool fights and hot classic bishies! Gundam had a lot of those. It took a little while for Desu to get used to the 70s animation but there was an undeniable charm to the roughness of it all. She was hoping to have her first time in this series be with Garma but Char was just as good, if not better, of a score!

“Hmm... I guess... I guess I’m just lonely,” she lied as she placed both arms behind her back. A button popped open and flew towards Char, who caught it effortlessly. “Kyaaaa~! That was tottemo sugoi, Captain Char-sama!”

The man chuckled. “Well. I suppose it is common for newer members to be away from home for the first time...”

She nodded before curling her hair around her finger, stepping towards the masked man with half-lidded eyes. “Can Char-sama cure my loneliness, please kudasai?”

Confusion washed across the blond’s features as he stepped back. He swallowed as the pink-haired woman effectively pinned him to the ship’s wall as that dangerousness flickered in her identical blue eyes. Her rose-coloured lips curled into a smirk as another button to her uniform happened to pop open. Her heavy tits threatened to tear open the tight uniform. She could feel the intensity of his gaze on her deep cleavage as she pushed him firmly against the wall with her plush tits pushing against his chest.

“Please?”

He swallowed once again. “I don’t think it’d be appropriate—” He paused. Confusion wiped across his face before he relaxed. His gloved hands rested on her shoulders before he pushed a curl behind her ear. “Well... It can be our little secret.”

Giggling, she stepped away from him and clapped happily. “Su~te~ki~!”

The two quickly made their way to her quarters which oh-so-coincidentally happened to be near his. She licked her lips as the door slid closed. Wordlessly, he made his way to the humble cot before she jumped on him in perfect glomping form. Her eyes twinkled mischievously as she worked on unbuttoning his uniform. It took all her willpower to not squeal in delight at the sight of his delicious and sekushi body! Her hands roamed his chest, the pads of her fingers dipping into the subtle curves and dips, before getting to work on undoing his belt and whipping out his BSC—Big Spacenoid Cock. Her eyes squeezed themselves shut as she muttered to herself. ‘Please be big. Please be big. Please be big.’

Her hand could barely wrap around the base and it was as long as her forearm.

‘Arigathanks, Kami-sama~!’

Licking her lips, Desu gave the young man a few languid strokes once he was out of his pants. His breathing hitched as the woman expertly worked his shaft. Her grip was tight, not too tight, and just the right speed. He throbbed eagerly in her grasp as precum dripped from his uncut tip and squished between her working fingers. Her still-clothed breasts bounced heavily with every deep stroke she gave him in a way that was almost hypnotizing. “Kimochi, Char-sama?”

He pressed his lips tightly together before nodding. “Yes, you’re doing very well.”

“Hope you don’t get mad at me, Char-sama~. Sumimasen, desu yo~!” she said before letting go of his cock to undress herself. The pink custom uniform finally opened up to reveal her large, sweater-stretching sex mounds that wobbled even within the cute striped bra she wore. She threw aside her uniform and shimmied out of her tights and climbed on top of Char. Greedily, his hands reached for her jiggling tits and gave them a harsh squeeze through the fabric of her bra. “Kyaaaaa~! Char-sama is such a baka hentai, desu ne~. I should give him a proper look, desu ne~.”

Char wanted to roll his eyes but couldn’t. His eyes stayed on the ensign’s curvaceous form. He drank in the sight of her ample breasts that were just barely contained in her undergarments, her soft tummy that jiggled with every movement, and her wide hips. Save for her immaturity that shone through during training and sorties, she almost had a matronly aura. He swallowed as his gloved hands continued to squeeze and grope her tits. It felt utterly divine even through their clothes. The sensation of soft, pillowy flesh almost sucking in his digits made his cock throb against her round belly.

Giggling, Desu reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her breasts dropped free and heavily smacked against each other as they bounced back into place. The masked man gaped at the sight of her luscious breasts. Immediately, he sat up and captured one of her nipples between his hungry lips. Messy, greedy sucks were given as his other hand reached for the other tit once again. The cloying scent of strawberries and vanilla clouded his senses as she pushed his face flush against her wobbling flesh. His teeth scraped against the blush pink bud in between sucks that echoed throughout the room.

“Such a good boy~!” Desu chirped as she removed his helmet to reveal his soft pale locks. Her hands ran through his hair and unhooked the latch that kept his mask there. He froze. A tremble ran through his body as his mask fell to the cot. Intense blue eyes flickered towards hers which flashed dangerously. A coo escaped her as she gently scratched his scalp and pushed her chest into his face. Sweetly scented softness enveloped him as he fell against her. The comforting warmth of another person was something that he had admittedly missed since going on this crusade for revenge. The closest he had gotten to this sensation in a while was when he first met Lalah and took her under his wing. “Mmmmm... Char-sama~, Do you want some more, aka-chan?~”

He blinked. ‘Aka-chan?’

“Hey, hey, don’t stop, desu yo!” she teased before flipping him until she was on her back. Those glittering blue eyes looked up at him as she buried his face between her breasts and swung her thick legs around his slim body. “Let’s get really ecchi, Char-sama~!”

“...Right.” What did he get himself into? “Are you ready for me, Ensign Stephanie?”

“Hai, hai, haiii~! Please give me that fat Spacenoid ochinko, Char-sama!”

His lips crashed against hers. Half out of a need to get her to shut up and half out of sheer lust. Needily, their tongues ran along each other. The taste of artificial strawberry was strong on his tongue. Its sweet tartness spread along his palate as he suckled on her tongue, hungry for more of her. His cock, hard and dripping, lined up with her aching slit. A sweet, girlish moan escaped the girl as his fat tip toyed with her entrance before slamming himself inside.

“Ooooooh~! Char-sama! Char-sama! Char-sama!” she cried out against his lips. Her high-pitched voice vibrated against his heated skin as his balls kissed her outer lips. “Sugoi~! Suteki~! Aishiteru~!”

“I think we’re...” He paused as that earlier sensation washed over him again. “I... I adore you. I’m going to make you mine. Body and soul. You... you may be young... But,” he paused as he pulled out just enough to slam back inside. “You have something... So matronly about you. You’ll make an excellent mother.”

Desu squealed in delight as she wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and pulled him into a needy kiss. “You want it right? You want to knock up this slutty traitorous pussy, right? You want me, an Earthnoid traitor, to pump out your Spacenoid bastards, desu ne?! Knock me up! Breed me! Please, please, please breed me, kudasai~!”

He huffed above her as his thrusts grew wilder. Images of her already round belly swollen and taut thanks to his young growing inside of her flashed in his mind. The sweet taste of her future breast milk stained his palate as he imagined himself drinking from her leaking breasts. The beautiful glow of her already beautiful skin. His tongue lashed along her pulse as he pounded her into that cheap little mattress. Yes, this must have been what drew him towards this strange woman. Perhaps she was a Newtype calling out to him like Lalah did. Sweat dripped from his blond locks and marred her with his scent.

She smiled sweetly at him as she tucked a loose lock from his fluttering eyes. She leaned up to whisper in her ear. “Tell me to get Zeoned.”

“What?”

“Please.”

“...” His mouth grew dry as his thrusts slowed down to a crawl. Then, she hooked her chubby legs tightly around his waist. Her velvet heat enveloped him as his swollen tip kissed her fertile womb. She clenched tightly around him in a way that had him seeing stars. That earlier sensation returned again and rang through his entire body like church bells. “...G-get Zeoned. Get. Fucking. Zeoned!”

Her squeals of delight rang across the room and spilled into the hallway outside. His skin was stained a deep pink as the strange, uncharacteristic filth dripped from his lips and onto the squirming girl below. He didn’t know what was compelling him to go along with her strange requests and demands. He just knew he had to. He knew he had to. He swallowed as his balls tightened and smacked against her jiggling ass again and again.

“Get pregnant! Get pregnant! Get pregnant!”

The clapping of flesh against sweaty flesh bounced off the walls as her sweet little voice repeated itself in his mind again and again. The sight of her half-lidded blue eyes made something stir inside of him. Love, or something more manic than it, blossomed inside his chest as he continued to chase his orgasm. Then, it all came to a thick and heavy end. Cum spurted from his throbbing cock and splashed against her uterus. His seed, thicker and more plentiful than usual, filled her to the very grim and overflowed from her tight pussy. He shuddered above her before collapsing on top of her soft, heavenly body.

“Get hard for me again, kudasai.”

He chuckled. “I... I’ll need a minute.”

She giggled before booping him on the nose. He was instantly hard again.

Char Aznable did not leave that godforsaken room for two days.