!!!WARNING!!!
This is very raunchy. Just like in Chapter 19.5. You don't need to read this chapter if you feel like the sexual content isn't good.
But still. Thanks for reading this stupid story (and making me write over 50k words!)
!!!WARNING!!!
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"Hirata, I need to talk to you about us... and Belfast."
Hirata: "What's this about Bel?"
"Look, I... I made a huge mistake. I hope you can forgive me."
Hirata looked at me confused, but I steeled myself for what was to come.
"It was back in February. I-it was a busy day. But..."
Hirata was even more confused. I swallowed my pride and begun to talk.
"I... I fucked Belfast."
Hirata: "You... what?"
I crammed my head into a hand, blushing like mad. A depressed look still lingered on my face.
"I've wanted to share my first time with you... Gah! I hate myself." I slammed my face into my desk.
Hirata, with crossed arms: "...Tell me everything." I can't see her face.
"...Right."
I explained, as clear as I can, all the events leading up to the moment. When I told Belfast I remembered about our past. About when she started getting more intimate. When she undressed herself in the middle of the God damned hallway, and all the way up to the bedroom. Every step making me cringe ever harder.
"...I know I should've worded it better. 'We can't do something like this. We need to save this conversation until after work, understood?' or 'We will discuss this topic tomorrow morning in the office' or something! But instead..." I rock back in my seat. God, the depression's hitting hard.
Hirata, still hiding her face: "..."
We stayed in silence for too long...
Hirata: "How did... it feel?"
Blushing, I fall out of my chair, stammering for some coherent response. "Oh, well, ah, I... er... mm, uh..." Yeah, I'm a mess. Thanks for asking.
Hirata looks me sharply in the eyes and asks me the same thing again, under a more commanding tone.
"...bliss."
Hirata, after hearing my silent response, waltzes up to me and pins me against the wall (kabedon style).
Hirata: "Why did you not resist?" Her eyes can place fear into a Siren.
I'm like a cornered animal, scared out of my mind. The woman I was going to propose to after the Pacific Theatre of this war had ended is currently pinning me against the wall, interrogating me about my sex life.
"..." I look away, but Hirata grabs my head and turns it towards her own, the scent of jealousy permeating throughout the room.
And then the door opens.
Without thinking, I grab Hirata, cover her mouth, and hide in the open section of the desk, where my legs would naturally go when sitting here. As there's a backpiece covering this portion of the desk, anybody who enters via the door (like any sane person) would not see what's going on down there.
--- Yes, it's that whole meme. ---
Renown: "Commander?"
Hiding in the little inlet, the jealousy of Hirata still noticeable from anybody with knowledge of romance (so basically everybody but Renown and the kids) still lingers along the walls of my office.
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