The captain’s dick belongs to the whole crew Ch. 3 The Rough Bunny in heat Strum

The Rough Bunny in heat Strum

The captain’s dick belongs to the whole crew

Ch. 3

The Rough Bunny in heat Strum

Summary: Sturm is helplessly in love with the captain of the Grancypher, Gran. Yet she's the emotional spectrum of a brick and a stone soul. With the little help of a cheeky Drang and a bunny, she may just get her feelings through to Gran.

Tags: Romance, humor, vanilla

The captain’s dick belongs to the whole crew

Ch. 3

The Rough Bunny in heat Strum

Silently, the large ship, the Grancypher glided through the skies. A quiet day for the massive group of skyfarers as they made their way to their next adventure.

"Hmph!"

At the surface at least.

Sturm's blades danced between her fingers as the deadly draph mercenary slashed at Gran. The young captain twirling and clashing his blade against her the same blinding speed that more than match his sparring partner's own. Sweat flicking off his messy but handsome short chestnut hair as he backflipped away from a slash that just barely teased the tip of his nose.

Yet Sturm is as relentless as usual. The short, fiery horned woman rushed at the young captain. Her dual blade's posed to strike as her blazing red eyes homed in on Gran's unprotected left guard. Sturm's cloak fluttered, covering her light armor of her revealing top, and red leotard. Her right armguard and greaves all filled with dents form the captain's powerful strikes. As beautiful as she is deadly, the diminutive mercenary held nothing back in her clod gaze.

"Ha!" Sturm's wide cow like ears twitched at every moment of hers and the captain's body as she stuck with a lighting fast thrust of her left sowrd.

"Hm!" With the metal gauntlets on his arms, Gran parried the thrust form the first blade form the red-headed mercenary that rushed him as he got back on his feet. Spinning her blade in her gloved hands, Sturm gave a reverse cut that didn't even get the chance to nick at Gran's blue tunic before his sword clashed with hers.

With his overwhelming strength, the young captain knocked Sturm with a mighty shove. She flew back, her metal boots digging into the wood floor of the deck before she leaps off back at young adventure. Like a bullet she lunged herself at him, and in a flash their weapons clashed in a fury of sparks as the slashed at each other in a blur of speed. Slashes, thrust and parries past by faster than a blink as the two sowrd users dueled with impressive skill.

"Hm. Captain Gran his improved quite a bit." Charlotta, the harvin captain of the Holy Knights nodded proudly as she watched her friend and sparring partner practice. From the top of ten large boxes stacked on top of one another.

"Indeed." Katalina nodded in agreement. The beautiful former knight of the Erste empire smiled at the young captain's improvements over their years of travel. "He was quite the fighter even before I meant him, but I think he could match me and you in skill."

"Heh. I hope so." Soriz chuckled at the beautiful light-haired woman. The muscled guff martial artist is a stark contrast to Katalina's armored knightly look. "The kid is going to take on the Eternals. He's going to need all the strength he can get."

"Come on Captain!" Stan, a friend of Gran's shouted in encouragement. The erune stood next to this draph fiancé Aliza as they both raved and roared at their friend as the spar raged on.

Another erune, the cheeky blue-haired partner of Sturm named Drang, smirked as he both heckled and cheered on his partner. "Come on Sturm! Don't let this be your fiftieth loss now!"

The mercenary ignored her talkative partner's words and danced between Gran's strikes. His blade faster then many could even see, yet Sturm could just barely see the horizontal slash that came down on her. She blocked it and swung her other blade as a counter.

"Haa!" But Gran spun and countered the vatical slash of Sturm's sword. She grunted under the weight of swing as Gran put more force then normal into it. Yet the captain didn't relent as he saw her hesitation and kept up his assault. Attacking with precision rapid slashes that got faster and faster with each swing. Even with Sturm's two blade's she was having a hard time keeping up with Gran's furious barrage.

As Gran bought his blade down for a mighty overhead swing, he vanished into thin air. Sturm's blade pushed against nothing for a moment until her ear's picked up on a single footstep.

"Ragh!" Gran reappeared suddenly and slashed his sword. Strum barely had anytime to bring her blade up to block the whirlwind strike, but her footing is unprepared for the sudden shift and she was sent flying. Sturm slammed into the ground with a groan. Yet before she could even re-open her eyes, the tip of the captain's sword is pointed at her head.

"Looks like it's my win again." Gran smiled kindly. A bead of sweat dripping off his face as he looked down at his former opponent.

"…. Yeah." Strum sighed quietly. Although there is still clearly some annoyance voice as she took his hand to stand up.

The seemingly cold mercenary looked rather bashful as she felt the captain's hand take her's, but it was only for a moment as whatever blush was on her face was stamped out with a controlled sigh. Sheathing her weapons as she turned to leave to her room to ponder her gains in her spar and the failings.

"Oh, Sturm." Gran called out to stoic woman.

"Yea-mm!?" Turning around Strum was met with Gran's hand on her cheek. Gently cleaning off some of the dust and dirt that got her face.

"You've got a little something there." The handsome smile on Gran's face would make anyone woman's heart swoon. And worse yet, it's not even close to intentional.

That blush wanted to come back with the force a raging dragon as she felt Gran run his hands gently cleaned her face. The fire tempered swordswoman has stabbed men for less. Yet she only waited until Gran was finished to growl and scold him.

"Do that again and I'll poke more hole in you then Drang…"

"Right sorry." Gran scratched his cheek in embarrassment at Sturm's glare.

It's not an unusual sight for the two as for the past five years the mercenary and the sky captain have known each other, they have gotten close. Well as close as someone as standoffish as Sturm would allow. Through, unlike her talkative partner Drang and a few others, she never stabbed the captain as a form of discipline. Through many thought, it is out of respect for the captain's skill. The keener eyed see it as something else.

"Alright, Gran. Time to see if you really have improved." Charlotta smiled as she leaped off her tower of boxes and pointed her blue sword Claiomh Solais at him. "Think you can keep up with my attacks this time?"

"Heh. Watch." Gran smirked as he twirled his blade in a flourish and slashed the air. Wind, nearly as sharp as any sowrd cut the deck a little form the strength of his blade. "You better not go easy on me, or you'll regret it!"

"You two better learn to hold back, because if you damage the Grancypher, your pockets will regret it!" Rackham bellowed form his place at the helm of the ship.

"Geh…." Both swordsmen worked up a sweat even before their spar.

Sturm, however, didn't stay to watch the fight. Deciding to go back to her room to sharpen more than her blade.

-OOO-

"…. Hm." In her own room, something that Gran insisted that she have even though she's only a temporary member of his crew, Sturm sat and polished one of her swords. Her amber eyes glaring at her weapon deep in thought. Yet it wasn't on her previous bout with the captain that made her face flare-up in a mighty blush.

"Damn it…" The hot-headed draph growled at her weakness in everything other than combat. The words she wanted to say danced on her tongue, but she would soon admit Drang is an actual genius then say them to the captain himself.

There was a loud, but polite knock on the door.

"Um, Strum. Is ok for us to come in?" And the polite voice of Lyria on the other side of it.

"Yeah." The mercenary said coolly.

The beautiful and sweet blue-haired girl, the captain's best friend, and Sturm's own partner all walked in the room together. Although while Vyrn and Lyria looked a little worried, the more usual smug grin on Drang's face worried her.

"Are you ok?" Lyria asked with her big blue eyes looking at the mercenary in concern.

"Yeah, you walked off in a bit of a huff. Did Losing to Gran get to you that much?" Vyrn titled his head as he hovered in the air.

"No. Not really." Looking at her blade, her own stoic and cold reflection looking back at her. "I know I can't beat him, but that doesn't mean I am not going to stop sparing with him. Every fight makes me stronger."

"Oh, that's not what's bothering our cold-hearted friend." Drang sang with his mysterious smirk.

A smirk that earned him pointed glare from Strum and her sword. "Stuff it you."

"What's wrong red? Come on tell us what's eating you?" Vyrn asked with a titled of his head.

Lyra, with nothing but pure kindness in her eyes, said, "Please. If there is anything troubling you, we'd want to help. You're our friend Sturm. Gran would be worried too."

"Mmmm…" Strum chewed on her thoughts for a moment. Wrestling with her embarrassment and knowing that if she doesn't get any help with her problem then it would only cause nothing but trouble in the future. It doesn't help that sweet Lyria had evoked the name of the captain that made her stone heart flutter.

"Come on now…." And there's the fact that Drang wouldn't let her hear the end of it. "Don't be shy…"

The nosy man's grin made her sigh as she tried to say the truth the, at this rate, maybe half the ship knows.

"I…me and Gran…" But her words choked up on her read blushing face. "Hrrmmmph…"

"Want me to tell them?" Drang was having too much as he asked his normally stoic teammate.

Sturm glared at the cheeky erune so hard she could have burned a hole through his head, the ship, and beyond as she weighed her options. "…Will you say it in a dumb manner?"

"Will you stab me?"

Sturm just pulled out her dubbed, Drang disciplining dagger, with a very high raised brow.

"Well basically…" Drang before he said another word ducked behind Lyria and quickly said. "Sturm is head over heels for our dear captain! Our cute little swordswoman is in love! Oh, is this what a parent feels like when they see their child finally grow up!"

Sturm, her face utterly red stood up from her bed and marched towards the snickering eurne who swiftly shrunk behind Lyra.

"Ah! You wouldn't hurt cute little Lyria would you?"

"…" Sturm looked at Lyra then at Drang.

"Lyra if you would." And then handed her dagger to the blue maiden.

"Eh?" Drang blinked.

"E-ei!" And Lyria struck.

"Arghhh!"

Drang leaped up in the air as his rear was poked rather painfully. And, while it wasn't as bad as Sturm's stabs, it still hurt.

"Ouchouchouchocuh!" Rubbing his throbbing butt, Drang glared at Sturm with tears of betrayal in his eyes.

"Here you are." Sturm said as she handed Lyria a piece of candy.

"Thank you!" The young girl smiled sweetly she took the small chocolate piece in her mouth.

"Just what are you teaching that poor girl!? The captain will hate you if he finds out!"

"Oh, he knows." Sturm said as she patted Lyria's head. "He let everyone on the ship know that they have the right to give you a little poke if you run your mouth for too long."

"Sadist! Your both made for each other because you're both evil sadists!"

Ture to the eunre pincushion's words, Sturm has fallen in love with the young captain. Like all forms of love, it happened when she least excepted and she can't pinpoint when where or how. The best she could say that it was two years ago after him and her were chatting at dinner.

They had been talking about simple things for hours. Sword techniques, old stories, and she found herself enjoying his company as she talked longer with him then she ever has with Drang. A small smile on her lips the whole time. It was different from when she talks with sneaky partner. The crafty erune always keeps her on her toes as he can crack her like an egg in figuring her out.

While not unpleasant and she'd only admit that on her death bed, she did have fun while being around her partner. However, Gran, she felt relaxed. Not once on edge. If anything, she always felt like he was floating. Gran could read her like a book, but never forcibly turned the pages like her partner. He gradually let them go their own pace. He didn't pull anything out her just to get her rise out her, if anything she actually got to see how it was to tease someone as she got the captain to blush a few times with terrible flirting.

Though the young man would still tease her more often form time to time, she never got really angry out it. Annoyed sure, but he would be back in her good graces with that stupid handsome look on his face. And now, it's been over two years and she still has no idea what to do about her feelings.

"Err we-well." Vyrn awkwardly chuckled. Trying to figure out how to respond to the knowledge that a woman who was hunting them years ago is now in love with his best friend. "You're basically frustrated because you don't know how to get his attention?"

"Y-Yeah…" Sturm growled with a massive blush on her face.

"Hmm…Yeah. I don't know what to tell ya." The little dragon crossed his arms in thought. "I've known the guy since he was kid and I still don't know what type of girl he likes. And he can pretty dense sometimes too…"

"Um…. maybe writing him a letter?" Lyria said though her experience with love is utterly nonexistent.

"Orr- "

"Whatever your idea is no." Strum pointed her blade at her partner.

"Oh, come on~." The cheery eunre whined. "What better way to find the way to a young man's heart than a young man?"

"You're older than me." Sturm deadpanned.

"Which means I have more experience!" And Drang just ignored her response.

"…." Sturm really didn't want to trust Drang on this matter. And yet…he is the only man she can trust next to Gran himself.

"Fine." The draph woman sighed. "What's your stupid idea?"

"Wonderful! Vyrn, Lyria. Cover your ears. Such innocent souls shouldn't hear this."

"Just what the heck are you going to tell her..." Vyrn mumbled but covered his ears as Lyria covered her own.

"Hey just what are you- "Before Sturm could even spit her protest, Drang leaned down and whispered his plan in her ear. And with every word her face got redder and redder.

"So, what do you-Ouch! Yewocuh! S-Stop! You're going to start drawing blo-OUCH!"

Drang got a few more dozen holes in his body.

-OOOO-

Late into the night, Gran was in his room. The moon high in the sky as his ship gently coasted through the clouds. On his bed, he went over the notes for the mission him and his crew are going on. A simple monster extermination mission for some that have set up a dangerous stronghold in the woods by a village. It should be an easy job.

"Though it's never easy with me huh?" Gran gave a weary chuckle as he flipped through the notes. Sitting in nothing but his long night pants and a sleeveless shirt the captain looked through the attack plans given to him by Heles and her brother. His shirt showed off the smallest glimpse of the scar he got on the first day he met Lyria. The day his grand adventure in the skies started.

A knock on his door brought his head up from the papers.

"G-Gran? Are you busy?"

"Strum?" The captain titled his head as to why the petite, but fiery mercenary seeked him out so late. Still, he wasn't going to just leave outside his room. "No. Just looking over some things for tomorrow. Come on in."

"Right." There was some hesitation in her voice. Which is odd considering it's Sturm behind the door, but she didn't give Gran much time to think as she opened the door and let herself in.

Gran looked a little bemused as to why the stoic warrior woman is wearing a cloak. Her face is little red too and odder still is the black bunny-eared headband she wore. It looked cute on her as the left one bend a little over her head as she seemed to shuffle her feet.

'We must be crossing into colder airs…' Gran thought as he walked up to his comrade. 'Doesn't explain the ears though….'

"Is something wrong?" Gran asked with concern. "And um…what's with the bunny ears?"

"…" Strum was starting to hate her small stature. It's a great tool in combat but it made her feel utterly small as Gran looked down at her in worry.

"Ugh…. I am going to burrow Drang into a random island to ticking me into wearing this…."

Removing her coat, Sturm showed off what she was wearing. A rather tight-fitting bunny girl suit that huge her full plump curves in her small frame. A black leotard that showed off her impressive bust size, even for a draph, as her chest is squeezed into it. Her plush yet toned thighs didn't fare much either as they are suffocating in the black pantyhose, she wore connecting her whole one piece.

With her face in flames, her body shaking in rage and shame, Sturm said the words that Drang said that'll get Gran to fall for her head over heels. "I-I am a cute lonely bu-bunny that needs to love to survive... so-so gi-give me all-all your love…"

If one would listen closely, they could hear a blue haired erune laugh loudly at his partner's naivety when it comes to love.

"By the skies just fucking kill me-Hm?" While Sturm was thinking of how she would throw Drang off the ship, Gran had shockingly turned his back to her.

"What do I look that stupid in this?" Sturm snapped at the captain.

"N-No!" The response was a little too fast, but Gran coughed to regain some of his composure." You um…You look fantastic it's just um…"

"…Why aren't you facing me, Gran?" Sturm narrowed her eyes in annoyance. "If I look so fantastic then why can't you look at me?"

"Uh that's well-why-why did you come dressed like that anyway?" Gran was giving the ceiling of his room a very good inspection as Sturm was growing more and more bothered by his behavior. He should, in Drang's words, be all over her like a lustful beast as all men are nothing but wolves. But Gran is outright ignoring her with his back turned.

'The little brat is dodging the question too.'

With a growl, Sturm marched over to the nervous captain. "Ugh! I've got no time for this! Turn around you, idiot!"

"No, wait- "

Grabbing Gran by his hips Strum forcibly turned the young captain around.

"Whoa!?" And was nearly hit in the face by an extremely healthy erection poking through his pants.

The long and thick member stretched the poor fabric of Gran's pants almost painfully. Bouncing and bobbing in such lust that Strum could feel the heat coming off of it. It looked almost painful as it twitched up and down. The fat tip nearly touching her forehead as a dark damp spot stained his pants. The lights in Gran's room make a long ominous shadow hang over her as she looked at.

"That's um…" There are no words known to man for Gran to talk his way out this situation but by the skies did he try. "Sorry um it's well. I didn't mean to…"

"You got like this form me?" Sturm asked with an unblinking shocked gaze as the captain's cock loomed over her.

"…" Gran didn't answer. Only bashfully scratching his cheek.

"Tch!" Clicking her teeth, Sturm roughly grabbed his massive prick. Her hand not fully closing around it its girth, but she is too annoyed to care. "Say something!"

"Yes!" Gran shouted out in pain. "You look beautiful! You always do! It's a pain in the ass to spar you with since i can't stop looking at your eyes, or your chest, your face, everything. "

"…" Sturm was stunted to silence as she held the captain's shaft in her hand. Her mind running a mile a minute while the captain swallowed hard as he tried to think of a way out of the situation.

"Look um…I-I'll um just take care of this. We can talk later and- "

"Shut up." Strum growled as she took a softer grip on his cock. Staring at it intently as her heart hammered in her chest. "Just…shut up and let me….do something ok."

Gran wisely kept his mouth closed. Only swallowing his worries as he watched Sturm with a mass of mixed emotions. Wondering if this would be a good time to confess his feelings. Even though Sturm is dressed as a bunny girl and his holding his cock through his pants.

Swiftly, the first thing she did was pull the young man's pants down. Boxers and all as his cock bounced free to the world. Gran gasped in shock as his shaft being free while Sturm swallowed in worry.

The monstrous cock looked even bigger without Gran's short's hiding it. Thick veins ran through it like tree vines across the cock. It's thick mushroom head leaked clear pre-jizz on the ground as Sturm steel her resolve in her next move. The hot-headed Draph took at the pulsating shaft in her hand. Knowing what it is and what to do but hesitating all the same.

Nervously she licked the tip.

"Egh…a bit salty…" And then stuck her tongue out at the musky taste. It wasn't bad, but it's far from good.

Gran could only give an apologetic shrug. Not trusting his voice as he watched Sturm go at her own pace. And also, in fear she try to rip his dick off.

Sighing Strum steeled herself and started licking at the head again. Ignoring the taste as her tongue swirling around the head. The meaty member twitching and bouncing on her lips like as she slowly took it in her mouth. The vanishing past her pouty lips but no further as she is still testing the waters. Gently bobbing her head up and down. Finding her rhythm as she drooled over the member and hearing Gran bite back moans.

"Hmmm…" Sturm hummed in the delight as seeing the normally cheery captain blush and try his best hold his moans. She wanted to see more of the cute side of his as she doubled her efforts and bobbed her head down his cock. Though it is mostly for revenge for seeing her dressed like this, but she couldn't help but find it adorable to see him turn so red. Taking her mouth off his cock, most of the length covered and dripping in her spit and left her hefty chest up for a second.

"Ah!?" And swallowing Gran's cock in between her chest. While most of it. A good inch or two still poke up from the deep valley of her cleavage, the captain's dick seemed to be as defiant as the man attached to it. Poking proudly up and throbbing with seemingly twice the energy as before.

"Jeez, what's with this thing…" Strum gave an annoyed look at wet cock poking between her breast. "Is it a demon or are you just that much of pervert?"

"W-Well…." Gran starched his cheek awkwardly. "I-It's more than your breast Sturm. I really do lo-Ngh!?"

The busty mercenary suddenly bounced her chest up and down rapidly to shut the young man up and hide her won embarrassment.

"Wh-What did I say about talking idiot…" With her face blistering red, Strum stroked the young captain's dick with her busty bosom at a blistering pace to turn his words into moans. Silencing him as she placed her mouth on the shudder head of his cock.

Her embarrassment making her go rougher with her movements as she squeezed Gran's cock in a warm, soft embrace of his chest. Sure, she is happy he feels the same, but he doesn't have to say it. Her pride and embarrassment pushing her movements as her chest became a blur to get him to cum faster. Placing her lips around the fat head of his cock and sucking hard as she glared up at Gran's flushed face. Even though she is red from her cheeks to her horns.

"St-Strum! H-H-Hold o-Ngh!" Gran's words failed as he could on grab hold of the fiery Draph's horns to push her face don his cock. Shocking Sturm for a moment. Her face suddenly being slammed into her chest rapidly as Gran shot his hips into her mouth. And before she could even react, her head was held down and cum erupted from Gran's shaft. A white torrent of thick spunk shot up her mouth like a rocket. Strum could do nothing but swallow the deluge as her face was held down in her chest.

Oddly enough, she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling that shot through her form the rough treatment. Her slick gasping sex shook a little form the feeling of Gran holding her down as she drunk his seed.

"S-Sorry…" Gran panted. His senses regaining themselves as swiftly let go of Sturm's horns and stepped back on shaky legs. His cock still standing tall even as it shot a small rope of jizz along Strum's face.

The smaller woman panted openly. Dazed form back to swallow the left-over spunk. The sudden assault she gasped with some of Gran's cum sliding down her lips as her tongue drooled out her mouth in a lustful haze. Eventual she tilted her head back to swallow the rest of the young man's impressive load.

"…." It was an ungodly sexy and the cute, blushing face on Sturm's face made Gran sweat and his throat go dry. His cock growing even more vigorous as he watched Sturm clean herself.

"What was that idiot-Ah!?" Sturm was suddenly lifted into the air, an easy task for Gran given she only came up to his waist and latched on to the young captain in surprise by his sudden advance. Wrapping her curvy thighs legs around him and glared directly into his brown eyes. But before she could say anything, her lips were silenced in a kiss.

Sturm's world melted as she fell into Gran's softer lips that contrasted her rougher one. She was so lost in their embrace that she didn't notice that Gran had tuned and laid her on his bed. The young man pelting her face with kisses. Form her forehead to her cheek until he got down her jawline and took her lips again.

"I love you." Gran said with a kind handsome smile. Making Sturm blush and stuttered as her face turned redder than her hair. Pushing Gran's face away in embarrassment with her palm on his cheek and turning her own face shame. Her heart beating so fast she could bearly think.

"S-Stop acting like some stupid Casanova…" She growled out yet Gran responded by holding her hand and kissing her palm. A cute romantic gesture that only made Sturm blush more and want to hit him form her embarrassment, but the softness of his lips kept her acting as he trialed his loving caresses up her arm and back to her neck. His kisses trailing down her body in a slow caring manner as they lightly touched her skin. Making her easily swoon and moan as his hands roamed the rest of her body.

Groping her buxom chest as her nipples seemed to cut through the air with her assault. Her body twitching and shuddering his hands grazed her tight covered thighs. While she didn't say it, she desperately wanted his hands to, his cock or both to touch her sex. Squirming and twisting her legs together under the captain as he trailed his kisses down in between her breast.

"G-Gran…" Sturm moaned cutely in a way that is far from her stoic stoned face self as the captain got to her thighs. Tearing at them at certain places with his fingers to get at her sensitive skin. Kissing and nipping at the plump flesh hidden under them to leaving his mark as he got rougher with her. Making holes in the most intimate parts of her thighs, Gran continued his journey down to the twitching bear sex underneath her garments.

Gran had expected to hear complaints about him making holes in her clothes, but all he could get are her purrs of delight. Maybe she is too deep in her pleasure to care. Or this was all Drang's idea and she didn't pay for these clothes. Something Gran came to the easy and quick conclusion of.

Silently thanking and apologize to the cheery man, Gran torn a massive hole in the tights. Opening a door right to Strum's pussy and getting her to shudder as her hot slit is greeted by the cool air of the ship. The pretty pink flower gasp at him with a healthy patch of red pubic hair just above it. It looked like it was suffering under the clothes as her clothes are damped with her lust and sweat and swiftly Gran's sheets became stained with her arousal.

"H-Hey." Gran heard Strum growl as she legs shifted around him. "D-Don't just stare at it…"

It was so cute to see her look so impatient, but Gran knew he would get a beating if he didn't please his hot-tempered lover. He started kissing just a hair's breadth away from her the outer rim of her sex. Getting her to jump and push Gran's face when she wanted it to. Though she wouldn't dare say what she wanted out her pride, Strum is getting more than just frustrated with Gran's slow pace. Yet the tease made her body hotter and hotter by the second. He has even touched her sex, and she feels on the verge of climax.

Though she doesn't needs to tell him as Gran hide his smirk as he dove between her legs as kissed at her slit. Licking her folds and sucking the tip of her clitoris. His hands pinching her thighs as he dove into her pussy. Burrowing his mouth in her sex as her tongue snaked and wiggled around inside Sturm. Making his lover arch her back in a lip-biting moan as an orgasm raced through her body when his teeth lightly nipping at her clit.

"Hwawawa~!" Strum's moaned as Gran didn't let up on his assault. If anything, he went harder and started darting his tongue into her folds. His hands squeezing and full soft thighs as while his teeth just grazed her folds. Getting another orgasm to rip through the mewling mercenary as she drowned Gran's face in her lust as she came. Her mind going utterly blank as her lover teased and taunted her relentless as if he was lost in a daze.

Continuing his attack as Sturm rode out her climax right into another one. Throwing her lower body up in the air and off the bed as she came louder and with greater force form Gran's tongue slapping at her folds. Sturm seeing white as it felt like she was flying from Gran's tongue work. Finally, as Sturm fell back on the bed, the captain lifted himself up from his lover's muff. Licking his lips clean of her sex as he looked to admire his work.

"Haa…Haaa…Ahh…" Sturm was left panting and twitching. Her legs quivering as she could barely feel them. Gran, on the other hand, is still licking his lips, though he looked a little embarrassed for getting lost in pleasuring her.

"Maybe I over did-Mmph."

Sturm shoved her foot in Gran's cheek in anger. Gritting her teeth at him, "Oh really? What was your first clue moron?"

"Heh heh…sorry…You were just too cute-Ack."

That only got her foot to pushed his head further back.

"…Idiot…"

Still, Gran pushed on as he leaned up over her with his cock poking at her pussy. Sturm no moving to stop him, but not looking him in the eye as she felt him push at her soaked sex. The bulbous head spreading her lips wide made her jump up and suddenly grab at Gran's shoulders. Not out of pain. Her slit is still utterly sensitive form her constant orgasms and she is on the verge of another.

Steadily the young captain rocked into the smaller woman. Looming over her as he pushed his hips in and out of Strum. And yet while she moaned under him, he felt her hips wiggle and grind into him. Her body more honest than her as it desperately wanted more of her lover's cock. Something that didn't go unnoticed by Gran himself.

"Do you want something Sturm?" Gran smirked as he kissed at her neck. Making the stoic warrior woman growl in lust as she felt his cock go deeper, but quickly pull away. Just brushing past her lips

"Y-You-Ngh!?" Sturm tried to berate him but all she could say are words of lust when she felt Gran suddenly rush back inside her.

"Sorry, what was that?" Gran took great joy in teasing the stoic woman as he worked his hips in a small circle. Not fully inside her like she wanted, but just damn close.

"I-Mph!" The tip of his cock-crazed her walls as he slides in. Burying half of his shaft into the wriggling Draph as she moaned and whined under him. Her cool demeanor fading as she opening panted and moaned.

"I can't hear you, Sturm. Want do you want me to do?" Gran smirked over the older woman. Giving small kisses on her neck as he viciously, yet slowly rotated his hips in and out her. Enjoying the cute gasping face of fire tempted mercenary as she tried to hide her

"G-Gra-Ah!" The young captain swiftly shoved half his shaft back into her. Cutting off her thoughts and driving her madder. Sturm isn't exactly surprised by Gran's teasing near sadistic nature. The young man would find ways to tease her from time to time just to get her to blush. It was more like light flirting if anything, but she never expected him to such a tormentor in the bedroom.

Nor did she except herself to enjoy it.

Finally, Strum snapped as she felt Gran's cock pull out her sex once again. And desperately, with her eyes burning in both rage and lust she begged. "Put your stupid fat cock in my pussy, you moron!"

Gran smiled as he rewarded her with just that. Spearing her completely as his shaft slammed right into her womb. Jack hammering into the small woman a rapid pace from the start and throwing away that smooth romantic teasing. Giving his all to throw his hips into Sturm as passionately as possible as hit cock rocked her womb.

"Ahhh~~!" Throwing her head back into Gran's pillow, and nearly tearing it in half, Sturm bellowed as she came in a geyser of lust. Getting her wish, as the captain plowed into her relentlessly. Rising both her legs to his shoulder, his hands next to her head as pounded down into her like a raging monster.

Gran's thrusts put any machine to shame at its speed and efficiency. A blur of movement, the young man pounded his erection deep into Sturm. Her tight, ravenous sex didn't let go of the young captain when he fit his whole cock inside her. Knocking at her womb with every thrust as his cock is squeezed in the loving but suffocating embrace of her pussy.

"Agh!" With a feverish roar, Gran slammed into Sturm as deep as he could and let his second load of the night flood into the cold woman. The first to shots gushed into Sturm as Gran landed hilted into, he. The woman herself panting erratically as with her chest heaving up and down. The next two shot came when Gran pulled his hips back a little and slammed back in. Getting Sturm to scream and cum with him as his cum and cock hit her sweet spot. Ten thick blasts emptied themselves into the mewling draph as she shook from the aftereffects of her orgasm.

Panting and gasping as lust hazed her mind. The normal blaze behind her eyes is replaced with the rage of desire as she ever drooled a little form Gran's assault on her. Her body flushed, her hair a mess, and her knees wobbly, the stoic warrior turned sex drunk lover didn't look ready for another round.

However, while Sturm could barely even move, let alone form a coherent word, Gran could still keep going.

With his thoughts taken over by lust and Sturm's cute appearance, he Flipped his lover to resume his pounding. Lifting Strum's large lace-covered butt, Gran groped and squeezed the springy flesh held tightly in her leggings. Toying with her rear Gran crashed his hips into the mewling Draph to wake her from her daze. Rocking his bed and slamming into the wall, he is very glad that Katalina's and Lyria's room is two doors down. As Sturm moaned and screamed in delight. Her tongue hanging out as Gran leaned down and kissed at her neck.

"Ahh...Ahhhh…" All the while Sturm held on to the sheets for dear life. Drooling and moaning as with butt submissively rise up in the air as she gran railed into. Like a savage beast and its bitch, Sturm let Gran have his way with her pussy. The beautiful way he ravaged it and made it his. Running her for any other man, If Sturm wasn't already in love with him, she would have just become his sex slave.

Gran pulled Sturm up by her horn with one hand. Her smaller back slamming up against his larger body as he kept raging into her backside. The lump in her belly more easily seen as the captain continued his hammering at her body. Sturm didn't hesitant for once to take a kiss from Gran. Wrapping her arms around him as she turned her head took his growling tongue. Gran kissed her back with equal ferocity as he kept one hand lightly tugging at her horn and the other on her hip.

"GRAN!" Screaming out his name, Sturm came once more as her roar priced through the night. Her orgasm spraying long and hard as her lust drenched the wall and the bed. All the while Gran gave one last same and deposited all of his seed into her once again.

"Ha…Haa…" Sturm and Gran panted as they rested against each other. The mercenary's legs still tingling and useless as Gran was the only thing holding them both up. Even though his legs are just as shaky.

Yet Sturm, driven mad my love and lust kept kissing at Gran. Hearts in her eyes, nipping at the captain's lower lip begging. "Don't stop."

Gran's cock stiffens into his lover. Pushing her back down on the bed, the captain happily gave into her request.

-OOO-

Morning came too fast for both swordsmen. Gran because he wanted to keep his hold on Sturm longer and Sturm because she wanted to stay in Gran's arms and not deal with the morning after of trying to sneak out of the captain's room. The bed they laid in is an utter mess with the sheets thrown everywhere and Gran's pillow was torn. And true to the young man's words last night, they have been flying into colder air and Sturm's clothes were not fit for winter. Hence, he gave her his blue hoodie which is more like a sheet on her then the torn one Gran used.

Gran's pillow has lost its feathers as it was shredded open and there's a dent in the back wall because of their rampant fucking. And yet the lover's held each other in their arms sleeping peacefully. Sturm laying in Gran's chest lightly snoring with his hands around his neck. Gran had his arms around her sleeping just as peacefully. Though the sun kept hitting the new couple with its warm rays.

And as much as he wanted to stay in bed, the young captain had to get up anyway. He had a job to do today.

With a groan, the young man raised himself out the bed. Getting a bothered growl from Sturm. The hot-tempered draph dug her head back deeper in torn in half pillow in aggravation. Gran himself rubbed his head to get rid of the sleepiness but to also clear his head on what he wanted to say to Sturm after a long night of wild sex.

"Um…" Gran didn't know exactly what to say as he is just as embarrassed as she is. "We should maybe talk about this err later since we have a quest and all so…"

When he didn't hear a response, he sighed. Knowing he wasn't going to get an answer, Gran just decided to get ready for the quest today. The captain was about to stand up, but a small tug of his shirt made him turn to see a blushing Sturm clutching his pillow with one hand and looking away from him with a furious blush on her face.

"I-I heard rabbits die if they don't get enough love. And I-I am still in this s-stupid thing so…uhm…Ugh, what the hell am I saying-Ack!?"

Gran couldn't handle how cute she was acting and pounced on Sturm. With the intention of keeping them both in bed and late for the meeting. It took him a while to give a reason as to why he was late to Katalina. And it took all of Sturm will power not to kill Drang when he saw her coming out wearing Gran's shirt.

-OOO-

"Phew." Gran flicked his blade clean of the monster blood that covered it before he sheathed it.

"And that's the last of them." Rackham said as he took a puff of his cigar. Looking down at the dead body of the goblin he had headshot a few minutes ago.

"Heh heh." Vyrn smirked in the air. "We may have been a little late, but these monsters were no match for us."

Several members of the Grancypher crew cleaned off their weapons and relaxed as their monster subjugation job was over. It was a simple one, so the team wasn't exactly big with just the captain, Katalina, Rackham, Maigisa, and a few others. Gran and his crew raided the place and took care of the invaders before they could attack.

"An easy pay for today wouldn't you say, Sturm?"

And two of the members seemed to be taking it more easy than the others.

Sturm wiped the last of the monster blood off her other lade with a cloth. Glaring at Drang as she said, "It was more easy for you as you just came in at the last minute to help kill the boss."

"Aww, I was busy. Doing my hair and killing monster's isn't exactly easy." Ture to his word he was off killing off the reinforcements that the boss monster had summoned, but he liked it better to watch his friend stew in her rage a little. Her glare is too cute not to tease her.

"Um, Sturm?" The captain walked up to the duo with a nervous tinge of pink on his cheeks. Rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment before coughing.

"Well um there's a bar in the village and, well I know I can't drink yet, but how about we go there to eat? J-Just the two of us?" The captain asked Sturm on a date as he scratched his cheek shyly. With is odd considering they had sex just a few hours ago. However, Gran is something of a traditionalist and still wanted to ask the hot-tempered draph on a date like normal. And it is his first time dating someone, and he really had no clue on what to do. His past of being raised on a small island with nothing but Vyrn and the villagers around is starting to show as he looked utterly awkward and not like the young man who had taken down an empire and a tyrant.

"Y-You don't have to answer no- "

"I eat a lot, so you better have a big wallet." Sturm cut him off with a sigh, but she didn't look directly at him. Decided to hide her blushing face by looking at the ground and crossing her arms. But to Drang's delight as he shockingly kept his mouth shut during all this.

Gran beamed with a handsome smile that would have made Sturm's knees weak if she saw it. "Great! I'll meet you there at noon."

Sturm didn't turn to watch Gran happily run back to Vyrn and Lyria. Lest her face turn permanently red form the small dragon and Lyria giving her a thumbs up.

"My my~." Drang did not hide his smarmy smirk as snaked his way up to his partner. "Looks like my little planned worked. Sooo….do I get a congratulations? A 'thank you Drang you're the smartest guy I know'? Hm? Hm?"

"…I'll bring you some leftovers." Shockingly Sturm didn't turn her blade on the talkative man. There was a sign and the smallest of smiles on her face as she faced her friend. "This…helped. In its own dumb way."

Genuinely, Drang smiled. With all the things Sturm dose for him, and with all the trouble he causes her, some intentional and others not, he was glad to have done something to make her happy. They are more than just partners. They an odd family her and him. A pair of siblings that could never live without one another and he would do anything to keep their bond.

Doesn't mean he's not going to tease her endlessly about though.

"Ooh my! You're thanking me!? Was having sex with the captain so good that it changed-GWAH!?"

Looks like Sturm will have to clean her blade again.