Azur Lane: Return of Davis

Chapter 19.5: Ancient Oath 🍋

February 23, 1942

I honestly kinda forgot that I told Bel to "save it for the bedroom." I can tell she misunderstood.

"Bel, why are you naked?"

She's completely naked, save for her white stockings, garter belt, and headband.

Bel: "Well, I thought we were going to have-"

"A dialogue? Yes." I sigh as I sit on my bed. "Bel. Although I care for you very much, and I'm sure I had feelings for you as a kid, now's not the time. We're at war on both sides: Sakura and the US public."

The naked Belfast sits next to me, clearly downcast.

Bel: "So it's true... you really don't like childish adults/kansen..."

"Where the hell is this coming from?" I think back...

XXX: "Do you not like XXXXXXXX XXXXXX/XXXXXX?"

"Wait, so that's what you said back then?"

Bel: "?"

"My memories are still hazy, but I can somewhat remember the 9th Strike."

Bel: "..." She hugs me...

And throws me down on my bed.

"B-Bel?"

Belfast's mounds hand over my chest as she stares at me with her purple eyes.

Bel: "I've been waiting for this day for 13 years... Ever since the attack... I won't let this opportunity slip me by."

I gulp, knowing full well what Bel wants done to me.

"Ah, Bel, wait!" I look away from her, a meek look disrupting the usual stoic appearance I have daily. "Sheffield might hear us..."

Bel: "I couldn't care less about her. You're far more important to me."

I can feel the façade Bel wields daily slowly dying in this one instant.

Bel: "To hell with my daily duties. Queen Liz is just a little brat. I'd prefer to be freed from my life of servitude; to be like my brothers and sisters in the Republic of Ireland! But since I can't..." During her speech, she's unbuttoning my shirt.

Bel, rubbing my bare chest: "Let me at least indulge with what I can't have. At least for tonight."

My pulse is increasing rapidly. Here she is, the head of the Royal Maids, disowning her own position and her livelihood, just for a night of pleasure...

Bel: "Oh!" Oh, fuck. She's unzipping my pants. Alright, boys, here we go. Code Red. Code Red.

My member flies out.

Bel: "Well, you look like you want to indulge as well."

"That's just..." I look away again, a sharp blush across my face. "He's up because a beautiful woman is on top of me..."

Bel grabs my face and forces us into a French kiss.

And with that, the last vestige of my pride, of me saying "Save it for Hirata," dies. To Hell with it, if Bel is offering herself, who am I to deny?

I grab her breasts, and she moans loudly.

"Rather sensitive, are we?"

Bel, gasping for breath: "That's... because it's... you..."

"Well, would you mind if I..." I suck on her open breasts, like a little child with his mother.

Bel's moans get louder, even more so when I sink my teeth in.