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Running a BLADE team was hard work, especially when your team is an elite one like Elma’s. Thus, it’s only natural that Elma would delegate some tasks to her teammates. While the mechanical side of things was naturally handled by Lin, the team’s finances were handled by you. This included the purchasing of weapons and equipment. Elma had given you free reign to equip her and the rest of the team however you saw fit. This was a decision that the female members of the team would soon take umbrage with.

While you had the men all decked out in heavy armour, the girls on the other hand, were left wanting in the protection department. None of the gear you had the girls wear could even be called “armour”. If they were lucky, you’d let them dress in civilian attire. But generally, you had the girls dress in more titillating garments, that left very little to the imagination. Skimpy swimsuits, animal cosplay, and so on. The finest women in BLADE were strutting about with their nubile bodies on display, and they naturally did not hesitate to voice their complaints.

“Like hell I’m wearing this into a fight!” snapped Irina, who was dressed in sarashi and fundoshi.

“Looks like I’m about to live up to my name.” commented the Murderess whose attire made her resemble a slutty schoolgirl.

“I… don’t think I’m old enough to wear this…” murmured Lin shyly as she wore a minuscule bikini that covered very little of her developing body.

Despite all these complaints, there was one woman who never expressed any issue with your wardrobe choices. That person was the leader of your team, Elma.

No matter what you had Elma wear, she never uttered even a single word of disproval. You once dressed her in a red bikini that was a couple sizes too small and Elma still charged headlong into battle with zero hesitation, her tits bouncing wildly in an effort to escape the loose-fitting garment. Whenever Lin begged Elma to allow her to change into something more modest, Elma told Lin that you had chosen the outfits best suited for the mission and that she should stop acting so childish. But did Elma seriously think that? Did she truly believe that you had chosen these outfits with honest intent? Because you most certainly had not!

At first, you believed that to be the case. Elma often suffered from tunnel vision when it came to her job. She also had a tendency to be clueless about certain things that were common sense for most. However, as time went on, you began to believe that Elma wasn’t a fool and that she actually secretly enjoyed dressing like this.

On a couple of occasions, you caught Elma admiring her reflection while dressed in one of your chosen outfits. You had even seen her strike a titillating pose! She definitely wasn’t clueless about these outfits’ revealing nature. In fact, she enjoyed it! Maybe it was a form of freedom from the immense pressure of her job? Or perhaps underneath her professional image, Elma had a kinky side! One that your perverted tastes in clothing were allowing her to express!

Also, this next part might just be your imagination, but you swore that whenever you and Elma were alone, she was purposefully giving you enticing shots of her body in those outfits! You’ve lost track of how many times she had bent over, giving you the perfect downblouse or upskirt shot. You had been given countless opportunities to ogle your captain’s body. There was just no way that she wasn’t doing this on purpose!

But why? Was providing eye candy just another thrill for her? Or was there something more to his? As far as you knew, she didn’t act like this around other men. It was only you that she was putting on a show for. Well regardless of her reasons, you weren’t sure how much longer you could endure her teasing. You could only be content to just watch for so long after all…

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You entered the barracks one morning to find it empty, save for your captain. Elma was bent over the meeting room table, reading something. She was dressed in the bunny girl outfit you had picked out for her the other day, claiming that it would increase her agility.

Elma was slightly shaking her hips from side to side as she hummed to herself. As your eyes were captured by her hips hypnotic sway, you felt your dick become as hard as diamonds. How could any man resist this?

You approached Elma from behind. She heard you coming, looking back over her shoulder at you.

“Hey Rook. Come take a look at this mission brief, would you? I’d like to hear your thoughts on it.”

“S-Sure thing!” you replied, your voice cracking slightly.

Common sense would dictate that you stand next to Elma to read the brief. Instead, your lust addled mind had you approach Elma from behind. The prominent bulge in your pants was mere centimetres away from Elma’s shapely behind as you leaned over her to see the document.

“This upcoming mission will have us venturing into Sylvalum. I’m trying to decide the best path for us to take. If you were leading us, would you take the east route, or the west one?”

Elma made neither a comment nor a reaction to the close proximity of your bodies, or your strange choice in position. You leaned over her some more so that you could take a closer look at the map.

“Well… let’s see… I suppose I would-AH?!”

Elma suddenly pushed back, her behind now pressing into your swollen crotch. She held it there, making no comment as your dick throbbed against her.

“Is something wrong?” she asked, looking up at you with a curious gaze.

“N-No! It’s nothing! Um… I-I think the west route would be best”

Elma turned her attention back to the map.

“Are you sure? That path draws near a Ganglion base. The eastern route be safer.”

You stifled another gasp as Elma began gyrating her ass against your manhood. Your breathing became heavy as your dick throbbed harder and your balls began to ache. You noticed Elma cast another brief glance at you. For just a moment, you saw the corners of her lips curl into a satisfied smile. This was no accident. Her actions were purposeful!

Gulping down all the saliva that had welled up in your throat, you gently placed your hands on Elma’s bare shoulders. You back to rub them as you scanned the map a second time.

“That route might be safer, but it would take significantly longer to travel. Can we afford such a detour?”

You moved your hands down to her upper arms, tenderly stroking them. Elma’s cheeks heated up a little from your touch.

“Time is always of the essence, but our team’s safety is just as important!”

You took another look at the map. As your eyes roamed the map, your hands further roamed Elma’s body. Growing bold, you slid them down to her chest, touching the exposed tops of her breasts. Again, Elma made no reaction, or at least, no negative reaction.

“Then how about we take a third option?”

You slid your hands into the cups of the bunny suit, scooping up Elma’s breasts into your grasp.

“A third?”

You gave Elma’s nipples a pinch, causing her body to shiver against yours for a moment.

“Yeah… Why don’t we take the middle route there?”

You pressed Elma’s breasts together, pushing her nipples into the soft flesh of her tits.

“Hmm… That route would be safer than the west while also being faster than the east. But we haven’t fully charted it out yet. There could be an unknown danger on that path.”

You pulled Elma’s breasts out into the open. You kneaded them, gelling them into all sorts of shapes with your fingers.

“That’s okay. I can head out later to scout ahead.”

You gave Elma’s tits a firmer squeeze, eliciting an intoxicating noise from your captain as you began to lightly hump her behind.

“Heh… You’re always giving your all for this team.”

Elma reached around her body to your own. You breathed in deeply as you watched Elma lower your fly before delving into your pants. She fished your cock out, giving it a couple tantalising pumps before pulling her hand away, allowing your dick to nestle itself between her ass cheeks.

“Have you performed maintenance on your weapon recently? If you’re going to be scouting alone, you need to make sure your gear is in peak condition.”

Elma gyrated her hips, lightly bouncing your dick on her ass. The hardened organ slapped against her soft buns, causing you to groan in response.

“Not recently. I’ve been a bit preoccupied.”

You gave Elma’s tits a firm squeeze for emphasis.

“Then… perhaps I can assist you with your maintenance. As captain, I can’t be sending one of my subordinates out with a faulty weapon!”

Elma reached around to the crotch of her outfit. She pushed aside the gusset, exposing her moist pussy to you.

“Thanks. I’m worried about it jamming. Might need to fire off a few test rounds.”

You lined your dick up with Elma’s sex, dragging it up and down her slit.

“Well, there’s no time like the present. Show me what you’ve got!”

“Yes ma’am!”

Rearing your hips back, you thrusted your dick into Elma’s vagina. Her tight walls parted, accepting your “weapon” into her “holster”. Releasing your hold on her breasts, you transferred your hands to her hips. Getting a good grip, you began thrusting in and out of Elma. You dick was like a saw, moulding her insides into your shape.

“I can… feel your weapon heating up… Be careful to not l-let it overheat!”

*plap* *plap* *plap*

“Thanks… for the-ADVICE… captain…”

*plap* *plap* *plap*

The sounds of copulation echoed off the walls of the empty barracks. Your moans and Elma’s soon joined the chorus. You were finally fucking your captain… You were going to show her all the fruits of her teasing!

Your thrusts grew more rapid and forceful, stirring up Elma’s insides and harvesting numerous approving moans from her.

“Impressive power… Your handling of it is impressive too... Now... s-show me its output!” Elma moaned, her pussy tightening as she drew closer to her climax.

You could feel the cum building in your balls. It was time to unload your ammo! Slamming into Elma as hard as you could, you came deep inside her. The molten explosion in her depths set Elma off, cumming on your dick as you pumped her full. Fortunately, impregnation wasn’t possible with these mim bodies. Although, the idea of breeding like rabbits with Elma was certainly an appealing one! Might not be a bad way to celebrate once you’ve found the Lifehold Core…

Once your orgasm had reached its conclusion, you withdrew from Elma. Some of your synthetic cum leaked out of her, dripping down onto the barracks floor. Elma spun around, leaning back against the table, looking up at you with a lustful yet satisfied expression.

“I must say… That weapon of yours has some impressive firepower!”

“Yeah… It’s a pretty good piece of hardware!”

You followed up your comment by cocking your dick like a pistol. Elma let out an amused chuckle as she rolled her eyes.

“You should be safe with a weapon like that but perhaps I should come with you. Just in case you need to perform some emergency maintenance?”

You smirked at your captain’s suggestion.

“Your help would be much appreciated captain!”

Elma fixed her outfit up before excusing herself to use the shower. Your eyes were glued to her swaying ass as she walked out of the room. Something told you that Elma would be helping you a lot with your maintenance going forward. In the meantime, perhaps you could help her with her own maintenance? Smiling at your idea, you quickly followed after your captain into the shower, where numerous more weapon tests were conducted!