Harem Army: Impregnation Mission on a Frontline Base Full of Women

Chapter 4: Admired Commander ④ A Dog in Heat

“Pwah…!”

The commander finally pushed Nagato’s face away. It had taken so long not only because his action was unexpected, but also because Nagato’s strength was far greater than his boyish appearance suggested.

“Calm down…! Calm down, Nagato…!”

She reached out, trying to push him away. However, the arms wrapped around her waist were locked tight like a bolt and wouldn’t budge.

“Commander… I… toward you…”

While they struggled, Asagiri Reika’s hips were half-lifted by Nagato and placed onto her desk. The friction caused her tight skirt to ride up to the base of her thighs.

The tights covering her plump thighs ended just before the top. A few centimeters of bare skin were visible, and beyond that peeked dark blue shorts with the same intricate embroidery as her bra. Nagato’s rock-hard member pressed deeply against those shorts.

Nnu… kyu…!

His stiff length overlapped with the glossy, soft fabric of her shorts, pressing tightly together.

“I like you… Commander…! Ever since the first time I saw you… I’ve…”

No good… I can’t do this…! What the hell am I doing…? This is exactly like… a dog in heat.

Even so, he couldn’t control his own actions. After all, he was a healthy 16-year-old boy in both mind and body — perhaps too healthy.

He had been caressed by the woman he admired, led to ejaculation, and then told by her that he was to become a breeding stallion for the unknown female soldiers on the base. It would be unreasonable to tell him not to lose his mind.

Moreover, he possessed the strong sexual drive appropriate for a 16-year-old boy, and Asagiri Reika had more than enough charm to ignite that desire. Nagato’s hips began moving almost unconsciously. Just like a dog in heat.

Shu… gu… ku… zu… zuru…! Nu…! Zuku… nuku…! Nugu… ju…!

“Ah… kuh…! Na… Nagato… stop…! Calm down…! Ha… aah…”

As their most intimate parts rubbed together, her breathing gradually grew heavier. A faint sweet tone began mixing into the voice leaking from her lips. However, her mind still remained composed.

Her hand gripping the edge of the desk moved, fingers searching behind it. Eventually, her middle finger found a small round protrusion. It was in a position Nagato couldn’t see.

The tip of her middle finger slowly rested on it. For some reason, her gaze was fixed on the metal cabinet lined up on the right-side wall.

“Three years ago…” Nagato suddenly said.

His voice was strangely calm despite his rough breathing.

Her middle finger stopped moving at those words. Nagato’s hip movements had also stopped at some point. However, his raging erection was still firmly pressed against the surface of her shorts.

“The year I was accepted into the officer academy… I was chosen as the representative of the new students and participated in a central ceremony…”

Nagato’s hot breath brushed against Asagiri Reika’s cheek and ear. The ticklish sensation made her squirm slightly.

“It was to present a bouquet to the newly appointed commander of Frontline Base TSUGARU… to you, Commander Asagiri Reika.”

The strength in Nagato’s arms, which had been tightly squeezing her slender waist, loosened. The commander also quietly removed her finger from the protrusion behind the desk.

“It was love at first sight…”

Nagato murmured.

“I didn’t know there was someone in this world… so beautiful… shining like the sun… I… I…”

“Nagato!!”

To him, it was like a thunderous roar. He staggered back from Asagiri Reika’s body as if struck by lightning.

“I’m sorry… Commander… What have I…”

She smoothly lifted her hips off the desk, planted both feet on the floor, and pulled her rucked-up skirt back down to her knees. She then quickly buttoned up her uniform, which had been left open for a long time, and finally tucked the hem back into her skirt. During all this, she didn’t say a single word.

To Nagato, it was one of the most painful and longest moments of his life. If possible, he wanted to run away from this place immediately.

But there was nowhere for him to escape to. On top of that, he had nearly opened a drawer containing a memory he least wanted to recall.

Ah… I really… back then…

Asagiri Reika said something. Her soothing voice brushed away the dark, cold hand that had been reaching for him.

“Fix your clothes, Nagato,” she repeated.

For some reason, Nagato felt a warmth in her voice that he had never heard before. Having regained some composure, he finally realized that his underwear and trousers had slipped down.

“Wah…! I’m so sorry…!”

Only then did he turn his back to the commander, stuff his exposed member back into his underwear, and fasten his belt tighter than usual, as if trying to lock away his own desires.