Beach Side Fun

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Today was a bright and sunny day. The men had returned from their joint raid and spotted that a lot of the girls were at the beach on one side of the island. They decided it would be good to have some fun, as a reward for a job well done.

They all went back to the dorm, changed into their bathing suits, and grabbed some beach equipment like chairs and towels. Y/N re-wore his combats over his swimsuit, since he had something to do first.

And thus brings us to this moment.

Y/N: "You think that since you're in command you can boss everyone around, huh? Tell them what you want them to do so you can laze around?"

Kate: "N-no sir. *pant*"

Y/N: "You haven't been doing any physical activities lately? You've been putting on some weight, all high and mighty in the comfort of that little office of yours. I bet you've never had to get into a firefight your entire career. Never once held a weapon!"

Kate: "No *pant* sir!"

She was covered in sweat, her skin shining brighter than a new Cadillac. When Y/N showed up to the beach in a zip up hoodie, black cargo pants, and his combat boots, she knew what was coming.

He walked ten feet onto the sand and his voice began booming for everyone's attention. He called her out, and now she was doing his hellish regime. A full run around the base, pyramid relays, burpees, sit-ups, and now push-ups.

Halfway through the sit-ups, she began complaining about her skin chafing from the swimsuit. Did he stop? Nope!

What did he do? He got rid of the problem.

How?

By getting rid of the swimsuit. He straight up squat down, pulled the strings of her bikini, took them off, told her to shut the fuck and keep going. I did say that he didn't give a fuck if she was naked or not, right?

The one saving grace he did for her was leave, threatening her that if she stopped, he would kill her, and said he would be back with ointment.

And that's exactly what he did. He walked away towards the medical building, went in, and came back three minutes later with a bottle of Vaseline.

And she kept crunching nonstop. She knew that when he got like this, he had a sort of sixth sense for slackers.

So just to summarize: The commander of the base is bare ass naked doing push-ups, while being yelled at by a short man...a very scary short man!

And everyone is watching. And I mean EVERYONE!

Illustrious: "Timur, are you sure it's alright to leave him be? He's being very extreme with her."

Illustrious was sitting on her towel beneath a large parasol. She was with Timur, who had his head resting in her lap as she played with his hair.

Timur: "No, bad idea! Very very bad idea! If you were to try and get in his way, you would just be forced joining in the hellish activity. Do not try to stop him. He's almost finished anyway."

???: "I wish he would strip me naked like that. ~Haaaa~."

They turned to look at Atago who was watching Y/N with foggy eyes, drooling and squirming.

Atago: "God, he's so fucking hot!"

She was biting on her finger. Illustrious and Timur cringed, now worried for the short Russian man.

Y/N: "Alright. That's good enough, we're finished."

The moment he said this, Kate dropped like a sack of potatoes. She was panting and felt so overheated, she couldn't move. All she did was groan, and pass out, leaving Y/N with a naked commander.

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