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Edge Sainklaus wiped the sweat from his brow as he stepped out of the simulator, he had been in there for the last four hours.

“Finally calling it a night?” Mayvy asks him.

“Yeah,” Edge responds with a defeated sigh, “I don’t think I’m going to improve my score any more tonight.” Ever since Lelouch and Quattro had recently collaborated with Mayvy to concoct some terrible new program in the simulator. A true no-win scenario. They said it was to get everyone used to the feeling of hopeless odds, to prevent any pilots from panicking should a real battle seem impossible.

True as to what anyone might suspect from those two, the program was hell. Innumerable opponents, not just common enemy units but their own allies as well. It didn’t matter how well you actually did, you would be brought down eventually. Edge himself still couldn’t get past the part where both Mazingers showed up. Their combo attack shot him down every time.

Edge looked at his place in the rankings, 14th wasn’t bad but he wanted to do better. Of course Amuro and Koji were at the top of the list and fighting for first place. And even though Lelouch wasn’t here now, he knew the smug bastard looked over all the data from the sim.

“I hope you’re pleased with yourself,” Edge said to the man who wasn’t there to hear it before stepping out into the hallway. It was late, 0100 ship time. The Dreisstrager was on a course out into space. Edge didn’t really remember the destination or the mission once they got there. He had a bad habit of not paying attention to those announcements. But this was day two of their journey and the only thing to be seen outside the ship was stars. Sure it’s pretty the first time you see it, but the magic fades pretty quickly.

There were few people awake at this hour save for the overnight skeleton crew as Edge walked the eerily quiet corridors of the ship. Normally there were people going every which way, especially before a mission. But not now, to Edge it was a little unnerving; the quiet before the storm.

The doors to the mess hall slid open and he found it mostly empty, which was more than he expected.

Standing at the counter with her back to him was the Captain of the Dreisstrager, Mitsuba Greyvalley. She hadn’t noticed him enter, seemingly lost in thought as she stared down at a steaming cup of tea on the counter.

Edge approached her, “I hear it’s better if you drink it,” he said, teasing her.

Mitsuba practically jumped out of her skin, crying out in surprise. Edge thought it was funny but suppressed his laughter. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s alright,” Mitsuba said as she caught her breath, holding a hand to her chest, as if to calm her raging heartbeat. Edge tried not to stare but the female uniforms for the Dreisstrager did a really good job of accenting the figure of whoever wore it.

“I’ve had a lot on my mind lately,” Mitsuba admitted to him, drawing his eyes away from her body, though she had just as nice of a face so he wouldn’t complain.

“Heavy is the head that wears the crown,” Edge said as he leaned on the counter beside her.

“Yes that certainly is true,” Mitsuba said, finally picking the cup up from the counter and taking it to her lips.

“And for what reason are you up so late?” She changed the subject.

“I’ve been hammering away at Quattro and Lelouch’s abomination of a training program,” he admitted.

She chuckled, “I was unsure of the effectiveness of it when I first heard they were working on it, but our ship is full of stubborn, hard headed individuals. I hear nearly everyone discussing how to try and crack it.”

“Suzaku and Kallen are going to try to tackle it together tomorrow,” Edge said, “so far no one has tried doing it as a team, it was only designed to be attempted solo but Mayvy is tweaking it tonight.”

“Do you think it will be effective?” Mitsuba asked.

“They might do better, but between Quattro, Lelouch, and Mayvy I don’t think something of their creation would be bested so easily,” Edge said. “Those two are good but they’re no miracle workers.”

“But that doesn’t seem to stop you from trying,” Mitsuba said, sipping from her cup.

“Hell no,” Edge said, “I want to see their stupid smug faces when I rub it in that I smashed their so called ‘unbeatable’ program.”

Mitsuba laughed, then smiled, again she seemed to lose herself in thought. The smile suddenly felt sad as she set the cup down. “That’s what I admire about you the most, Edge,” she said, finally breaking the silence. “Once you set a goal for yourself, you won’t let anyone stand in your way until you get what you want.”

Her words caught him off guard. “What do you mean?” He asked.

“Early on this mission, I tried to push the responsibility of Captain on to someone else,” Mitsuba admitted. “I felt I wasn’t capable of leading this crew, I’m still not sure if I am. I feel the weight of my responsibilities, the lives of everyone on this ship, the success of this mission. It all feels like it will crush me. But I think of you and how you might react to the same thing. I imagine you fighting the wall until your knuckles are bloody, even the slightest crack counting as progress. Even if you fail, you do it kicking and screaming until you can’t anymore, always fighting until your very last breath. Sometimes I wished I could be more like you, but…”

“But?”

“I just can’t,” she said. “That’s not who I am.”

“Is that not really who you are? Or is that not what you’re expected to be?” Edge asked her. “There are times when I’ve seen a fire in your eyes, when you know the path to victory, when it’s so close you just have to reach out and grab it. Or when something or someone threatens this ship and it’s crew, you become unstoppable. I see that and I think… uh well.”

“Think what?” She asked him, “please. I’d like to hear it.”

“I think,” Edge said after mustering his courage, “that’s the kind of woman I’d like to marry.”

Mitsuba’s face turned red at his admittance, Edge was bashful but after a moment, he felt her place her hand over his.

“It’s an unusual way to propose,” she said, “but I’ll consider it. And I’ll try to make myself into the ideal kind of woman for you.”

“That’s the thing,” Edge said, gripping her hand in his. “You already are. I just want you to stop trying to fit the mold that you think others want for you and be who you really are. Even now you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders all by yourself, because that’s what the Captain does. But you’re allowed to be selfish every once in a while. You’re allowed to let someone carry that for you when it’s too heavy.” He took her hand and placed it on his chest looking her in the eye, “let me carry that for you.”

Mitsuba was taken aback by his speech, but she did not withdraw from him.

“I’m allowed to be selfish…” she muttered quietly, her hand gripping Edge’s shirt. “If I’m allowed to be selfish, then just for tonight, just between us, I’d like to stop being the Captain of the Dreisstrager and I’d like to just be a woman with no expectations. Can I do that?”

“Absolutely,” Edge told her.

Then before she could be stopped, Mitsuba pressed herself against the man standing in front of her, kissing him deeply. She poured all of her pent up desire and frustration into him.

Edge did not resist, his arms wrapping around her as he took everything she gave him and poured back all of the feelings he had put aside for her. The ones he never thought he would get to express until now.

After what felt like minutes, Mitsuba let go of him, catching her breath. Her hand found his and she grabbed it tightly. “We should take this to my quarters,” she said, now Edge saw the fire in her he had mentioned before. She had something in her sights that she wanted and she was taking it.

“Lead the way,” he told her.

Mitsuba held onto his hand tightly as they walked the empty corridors of the Dreisstrager, as if she were afraid he would slip away if she let go.

Edge expected to bump into someone on their way, knowing his luck. So he tried to have an excuse prepared, but was thankful that no one appeared when they reached the doors to the Captain’s quarters.

Mitsuba paused to retrieve the keycard for the door, using it to let them in. The captain’s living area looked more like an office, the room was mostly empty of furniture save for the desk at one end of the room. There was a door off to the side that Edge suspected led to her sleeping quarters.

She did not dawdle as she led him past the desk and into those quarters. It was about twice the size of the crew quarters he usually slept in. Edge guessed a queen size bed was positioned in the center of the far wall. He also spotted a private bathroom on one side of the room. A closet on the other side, currently closed but Edge assumed contained identical copies of the uniform she usually wore. There was also a small dresser up against the wall beside the closet.

“I have a small confession to make,” Mitsuba said as she reached up to remove the cape of her uniform, letting it fall to the floor. “I’ve never done any of this before.”

Edge wasn’t fully sure what she meant by ‘this’ was. He had ideas but didn’t want to assume how far she wanted to go. “And what do you mean by ‘this’?” he asked.

“Anything really,” she answered. “I’ve never even had a boyfriend before, that earlier was my first kiss.”

Edge was surprised, but he figured he shouldn’t have been. Mitsuba was the type to fully dedicate herself to what was expected of her, never taking any time for herself. She definitely didn’t have time to date.

“We can take it slow,” he told her, “we don’t have to get into anything serious if you’re not ready for it.”

“I appreciate your concern,” she told him, “but I want it all. I’d like to make up for lost time.”

“If you say so, Captain,” Edge said as he slipped out of his jacket and removed his scarf.

“And for the rest of the night, do not call me that,” Mitsuba said sternly, causing Edge to smirk at her.

“Alright then, Mitsuba,” he said.

Hearing him call her by her name like that brought a blush to her face, “shut up and kiss me,” she commanded.

Edge followed that order, closing the distance between them and picking up where they left off. This time, his hands searched her figure for a clasp or zipper or something to get her out of that complicated uniform. Eventually finding a clasp and zipper combination at the back of the uniform.

He fiddled with it until it came undone, pausing only to let Mitsuba pull his shirt off, her hands were warm as he felt them on his chest. He finally got the clasp open and slowly tugged the zipper down, exposing more of her skin. His lips moved down to her neck as he slipped the uniform down her figure, letting it fall and leaving her in a simple black bra and underwear set, (likely standard issue from the looks of them, more function than appeal), and a pair of thigh high nylon stockings.

“That’s a bit sexier than I expected from you,” Edge teased as she paused to remove her shoes, Edge taking the opportunity to do the same.

“What’s that supposed to mean!?” Mitsuba pouted, playfully throwing one of her shoes at him. It bounced off of his shoulder as he approached her. She was trying to hide how embarrassed she was to be seen so undressed.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he said, “I like it a lot.” He sat her on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss her, his hands running up her legs, feeling the material of her stockings give way to her soft skin before sliding over her hips and waist.

His fingertips found the waistband of her underwear, slipping beneath and slowly trailing down between her legs.

Mitsuba shuddered at this unfamiliar feeling but did not resist, biting her lip as she opened her legs for him.

To Edge’s surprise, she was completely shaved, but the thought did not linger as his fingers brushed against the soft folds of her pussy. Mitsuba moaned out, her body shaking lightly, no doubt this was the first time she’s ever felt this.

He let her bask in the moment for a short time before rubbing her slowly, hearing her voice respond only made him want her more as he felt her getting wetter by the moment.

She wrapped her arms around him, clinging to him as her voice rang in his ear. When he felt she was ready, he suddenly slipped a finger into her. Her body tensed as her voice skyrocketed in volume. “Oh my…. God,” she moaned as Edge slowly worked his digit inside her. He was thankful they were in here and not his quarters, aside from being more cramped, the rooms were much closer to each other. Someone definitely would have heard that. And his room was next to one of the Gridman kids’, so that would have made for an awkward breakfast conversation.

Snapping back to the present, Edge picked up the pace. Mitsuba’s body quaking as her voice grew so loud he thought it might give out. But it didn’t last long as Mitsuba hit her peak, her whole body tensed up as she suddenly couldn’t find her voice. Her pussy clamping down on him, it would have been almost impossible to move even if he wanted to. But he let her ride it out, her voice returning as her body finally relaxed. She panted and moaned as he withdrew his hand and she collapsed back onto the bed.

“Still a chance to back out,” Edge teased her, “we can finish this some other time.”

“Just… let me catch my breath,” she said, panting as she struggled to sit up. Edge sat beside her and helped her up. She leaned against him as her strength returned. “That was…” Mitsuba tried to find the words.

“Yeah, your first is going to be pretty strong, your body isn’t usd to it,” he said.

“And you’re suddenly an expert?” Mitsuba teased.

“I’m no Cassanova, but I’m more experienced than you,” he responded

She smirked and kissed him, “then teach me well Mr. Sainklaus,” she said.

“Just remember, you asked for it,” he said, kissing her again and reaching around to remove her bra. It came off with surprising ease, falling to the floor with the rest of their clothes. She leaned back as he moved down her neck to her chest, hands caressing her breasts. Softly panting and moaning as he massaged her and teasing her nipples.

He moved further down and went to remove her underwear when she interrupted him.

“Not yet,” she said, crossing her legs and looking at him coyly. “It’s not fair I’m practically naked and you still have clothes on.” She smiled at him and brushed up against his pant leg with her foot.

“Oh,” Edge chuckled, “well excuse me, Princess. Let me rectify that for you.”

He backed up a few steps and started unbuckling his belt, until she stopped him again.

“Slowly,” she said, leaning forward with her chin resting on the palm of her hand, an unusually wicked grin on her face. She was really getting into this.

Edge did as she wanted, slowly pulling his belt free from his pants, taking his time to work his pants down, eventually stepping out of them as they hit the floor.

With a gesture of her finger she beckoned him closer. Now in only his boxers, he stepped up to her. She reached up and slipped her fingers beneath his waistband and slid them slowly, exposing him to her as his already hardened dick greeted her.

She seemed somewhat fascinated by it as she gently touched it, gripping it in her hand, stroking him lightly. “It's bigger than I expected,” she said softly. Edge wasn’t quite sure how to take that, but he quickly forgot it when he felt her tongue against the shaft of his cock. He groaned deeply, definitely not expecting her to do that.

“Sorry,” she said to his reaction, “Mayvy might have shown me a few videos and I wanted to try it.”

“Definitely don’t be,” he told her, “that felt great.”

“Good,” she said, stroking him more before leaning in to lick him again, trailing her tongue from the base to the very tip of his cock. With how well she performed, Edge wondered how closely she was studying those videos. He’d almost accuse her of practicing, but forgot about it the instant the head of his cocktail slipped into her mouth.

The feeling of their tongue pressed to his shaft, her lips tightly pressed around him made him want to melt. She would not give him the opportunity as he felt his cock slide deeper into her mouth. She couldn’t take the whole thing, only making it about halfway before his tip tickled the back of her throat, causing her to gag and withdraw it from her mouth.

“You okay?” He asked her

“Yeah,” she said, “just not used to it.” Edge also heard her mutter, “it’s nothing like the toys.”

“The what now?” He asked her.

“Nothing!” She sprung up, clearly embarrassed. “Uh… I think we’ll have time to practice that later, for now there’s something else I want.”

“Oh, and what’s that?” He asked, letting his previous question slide but tucking it away for later. He watched Mitsuba slowly slip her underwear off, turning around and crawling onto the bed. Edge got a good view of her backside before she laid on her side on the bed, waiting for him to join her.

She didn’t wait long as he was quick to fill the space beside her, she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him.

They stayed like this for several long minutes before she paused, looking up at him. “I’m ready,” she said softly, excitement in her voice.

Edge kissed her once more and laid her back onto the bed, positioning himself overtop of her. She spread her legs for him as he guided the head of his cock to the lips of her pussy. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck.

“This might hurt at first,” he warned her.

She kissed him in response, “it’ll be worth it,”

He kissed her back, slowly pushing against her until he penetrated her. It was hot and wet as he slid deeper inside her. She groaned as she felt him, her grip around his neck tightened as he moved deeper.

He tried to be as slow as possible with her, he could see her starting to clench her jaw as he felt himself stretching her, “you’re doing great,” he told her, trying to encourage her as he slowly pushed as deep into her as she could take him.

Mitsuba released a breath he didn’t even know she was holding as he held himself still inside her, letting her adjust.

She took several deep breaths as she got used to it, pulling his head down to meet hers. “I’m okay,” she finally said. Edge gave her another moment before he started to move slowly he slid back only to push forward again, earning a moan from Mitsuba’s lips, he could tell it was still tinged with pain.

He continued, but kept at a slow and gentle pace, he was really more focused on her than anything else, but after a short while the pain left her voice as she said,”faster.”

He obliged her, picking up the pace and pushing a little faster into her, earning deeper moans from her lips. Her hands sliding up the back of his head, fingers running through his hair. She panted and moaned as he started to find a good rhythm, but neither of them would last much longer.

Edge could no longer hold himself back as his thrusts grew faster as Mitsuba clung to him tighter, “please,” she managed to muster between breathy moans, “almost.” They were the only words she could manage as she felt her climax building, teetering on the edge.

It wasn’t until Edge himself was hitting his own climax, pushing as deep as he could into her. Mitsuba arched her back and moaned loudly at the sensation of him filling her up, finally able to climax as he did with her.

They stayed in this position until the moment passed, Edge slowly pulling himself free from her and collapsed onto the bed next to her.

Mitsuba pulled herself over to him, latching onto him tightly. Edge certainly didn’t complain, wrapping an arm around him as he lay there. For a moment, he was almost afraid this was a beautiful dream.

 

The next thing Edge did was wake up. He didn’t even remember falling asleep. The last thing he remembered was laying beside Mitsuba… who was no longer beside him. Was it just a dream? No, Edge sat up and realized he was still in Mitsuba’s quarters, his clothes were still strewn about on the floor where he left them.

He heard the shower running in the bathroom and gave a sigh of relief. Thank god, it definitely wasn’t a dream. He’d have been so pissed if it was.

He heard the shower stop and before long, Mitsuba stepped out of the bathroom, toweling herself off. “Good morning,” she said, somewhat bashful, as if she were still getting used to the idea of what they did last night.

“Morning,” he responded, sitting up.

Mitsuba sat on the edge of the bed, “were you serious last night?” She suddenly asked. “I’m sorry to bring up such heavy conversation right away but I need to know.”

“Of course,” Edge told her, he saw her relax a little. “When the fighting is all done, when we can go home, I’d like to be there with you.”

She smiled softly, “I’d like that,” she said. “But for now, we need to keep a low profile.”

“Yeah that makes sense,” Edge admitted, “the Captain shouldn’t be sleeping with her subordinate.”

“You’re not officially military, technically still a civilian so it helps. But if word got out it would probably still cause problems,” she explained.

“That’s not even considering how much shit Mayvy will give us,” Edge joked.

“That too,” Mitsuba smirked at him.

“But I think we can still get away with the occasional late night rendezvous,” she said, “however, I think going forward we need to be more proactive about protection.”

“Oh, yeah,” Edge said, taking a moment to realize what she meant. “I’ll look into it next time we take shore leave.”

“Good,” she said as she stood up, “I may want children eventually but now is neither the time or the place.”

“We’ve got enough kids on the ship as it is,” Edge said as he got up and gathered his clothes. “Uh, but while we’re having this conversation, I should let you know. I have a younger sister. It’s a long story but we were separated a few years back. I’ve been looking for her ever since.”

“Well, that’s certainly a surprise,” Mitsuba said, “but I look forward to meeting my future sister-in-law.”

Edge gave a bashful chuckle, as Mitsuba stepped over to him and kissed him. “I know you’re not one to share much about yourself, but we’ll work on that. But for now I need to get dressed and get to the bridge. You can use the shower if you need, we’ll talk more later.”

“Sounds good,” he said, sneaking one last kiss in before separating. He took her offer of using the shower. It was way better than the public showers he was used to on the ship.

By the time he finished, Mitsuba was gone. Edge wasn’t surprised, he slipped out of the room and was thankful no one was there to see him as he made his way to the mess hall. Unlike the night previous, it was abuzz with activity, a dull roar of conversations echoed off the walls. Edge gathered a tray of food and found an empty table to occupy. It wasn’t long before Mayvy sat in the seat opposite him.

“Ready for the big show?” She asked.

“Kallen and Suzaku?” Edge asked.

Mayvy nodded, mouth full of breakfast cereal. “It’s all anyone’s talking about.”

“I don’t think they’ll beat it, not that easily,” he said.

Mayvy’s train of thought was interrupted, “what’s that smell?” She asked.

“What smell?” Edge asked, not noticing anything out of the ordinary.

“Like soap,” Mayvy said.

“I… showered this morning,” Edge said, still confused. “Like I hope you did too.”

“Yeah, that’s the thing,” she said. “It doesn’t smell like the regular soap that we all get in the showers. If anything it smells like the soap that Mitsuba special orders for herself.”

“Really,” Edge said, trying to play cool. “That’s weird, I didn’t even know she did that.”

“Riiight,” Mayvy said as a pit formed in Edge’s stomach, was this really how they got found out? Mayvy however said nothing more on the subject, but for the rest of the day, he’d catch her giving him knowing looks. She had obviously figured it out.

This might turn into a problem.