>>21091990When Gābena doesn't get an immediate reply to her spaghetti, she looks down at you, only to discover that you face is buried in her breasts. She lets out another un-majorly squeak.
"C-Commander!?"
"I'm surprisingly okay with this." you mumble, your voice muffled by her breasts. Just a faceful of breasts isn't enough for you though, you need more and you're already halfway down the rabbit hole and potentially seconds from death. If you're gonna go out, make it count.
"Major, I want you to hold me tighter than you would on a honeymoon night, and that's an order."
While all of this is going on, Cryogonal casually soars over you both and uses Hail, bringing in a storm of light, diamond dust to the fray. It illuminates the scene with an enticing aura and makes coercing your Major into the lewdzone even more of a necessity. In actuality, it just wants to see true lovu happen because
it will never EVER be able to feel legitimate love itself. And that is sad.
Another unexpected unmajorly yelp emerges from your Major, "C-Commander, as your Major, I really respect your boldness! B-But, what you're suggesting is so lewd, we might be discharged if someone finds out!"
>What do you do next? 