The Commander's Morning Routine
"Now then—here are your lunch boxes!"
Madeline beamed as she handed the lunch boxes, still warm from the freshly baked bread, to the Cerberus Squad.
Following the Commander's special instructions, they contained steaming bread, sweet dried fruits, and even high-concentration nutrients.
They were lunch boxes filled with her utmost care, prepared for a special operation.
Today was a day when a new history would be written for Ark 69.
This was because it was the day of a resource collection operation that would also serve as the first trial run of the military truck, Mercury Howl, since the new Fleet Commander took office.
"Thanks, Madeline."
Helena accepted her lunch box, her voice a tone higher than usual.
She seems to be in a great mood?
Was it because of the lunch box she made?
Or was it anticipation for the new operation using the Mercury Howl?
Despite it being a grueling and dangerous external operation, she appeared far more vibrant than usual.
Come to think of it, last night, Rai—the younger of the twin sisters—had mentioned that Helena and Silva were called to the Commander's office together.
"……."
Was that why?
The two of them had a much more radiant glow to their skin than yesterday and exuded a somewhat languid atmosphere.
Did the Commander… show them some affection?
Madeline blushed without realizing it.
She, too, had received plenty of the Commander's passionate affection until just before the new ECHO, Lena Hydros, appeared.
Although those acts of affection were interrupted by an unknown intruder, the mere memory of it made her lower abdomen tingle.
Maybe soon, I'll…
Would she cross the line with the Commander?
Setting aside the fact that she had to obey human orders, her heart had already accepted the Commander.
It was because the Commander had shown her so clearly and sincerely that he wanted and cherished her, and it wasn't just a joke.
"Ah, and this one is for Silva."
"……Mm."
Silva gave a short nod as she took the lunch box.
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but soon realized her mistake and closed it.
"A snack? What are you eating?"
"……."
At Madeline's question, Silva tilted her head for a moment and then nodded again.
In that instant, Madeline caught a brief glimpse of what Silva was holding in her mouth.
Thick… and whitish… jelly?
Filling her mouth was an opaque, thick, milky white liquid.
As if not wanting to let a single drop go, Silva was savoring the taste, swirling it incessantly with her small, red tongue.
A musky yet dense scent of life, one she felt she had smelled somewhere before, wafted from the corners of Silva's mouth.
I've smelled this somewhere before…? Surely…
It was just as Madeline tilted her head, trying to recall the identity of the scent.
"Sister! Sister—! Me too! Give me a lunch box too!"
"Me too! Me too, me too!"
The innocent voices of the twins broke her train of thought.
It was the twins, Moi and Rai, who were also joining this operation.
Because of them, Madeline couldn't finish her thought and quickly began distributing the prepared lunch boxes to the ECHOs heading out on the mission.
This operation wasn't just simple resource collection.
It was an operation that combined the activation and operation of the Mercury Howl.
Therefore, Arva, the leader of Arclight, and the twins, Moi and Rai, joined the Cerberus Squad for this mission.
Additionally, it was a large-scale operation that included the two units rescued during the Carapace Lord operation, SCOUT-106 and B-707.
"Everyone to your positions—! Salute the Commander!"
It seemed the Commander had overslept…
Because the Commander, appearing after all supplies had been distributed, had a tired expression on his handsome face.
At his appearance, all the ECHOs saluted in perfect unison, and they finally headed out of the Ark, led by the Mercury Howl.
Kuuuuuung—!
As the massive steel doors of the Ark's entrance closed and the sound of the Central AI, Wanderer, isolating each sector echoed, Madeline quickly tidied up the remaining lunch boxes and checked her watch.
"Oh my… I'm late."
It was about time to go clean the Commander's office.
"Ah, I feel like my back is going to break. My legs are still shaking."
[It is your own fault, Commander.]
The throbbing sensation in my lower back and the stiffness in my lower body.
While trying my best to ignore Wanderer's annoying voice ringing in my ears, I tossed and turned on the bed, which felt like it was lacking something.
"…Should I use Cash to buy a comfortable king-size bed? Ah, I really want an A-X-e bed." (에X스 (E-X-seu): This is Ace (에이스), specifically referring to Ace Bed (에이스 침대). Ace Bed is arguably the most famous and dominant premium mattress brand in South Korea. They are culturally ubiquitous, largely due to their legendary, decades-old advertising slogan: "A bed is not furniture. It is science.")
[You certainly have a lot of cash, Commander.]
"Managing the Commander's condition is also very important for the development of the Ark."
Leaving the Central AI's constant backtalk behind, I reminisced about the intense sexual encounter that had lasted all night.
Last night, my bedroom was practically a battlefield.
Sigh… I've raised tigers.
Helena and Silva.
I never imagined the two Original ECHOs of the Cerberus Squad would transform like that.
I thought I'd made leaps and bounds in stamina and vigor through drugs and physical enhancement…Are ECHOs just unbeatable?
I was outmatched in handling the two ECHOs who charged at me aggressively, as if the reins had been released upon my permission.
Furthermore, even though it was a combination I had experienced a few times, the two of them last night boasted an unbelievable level of synchronization as they squeezed my cock.
[Co, Commander—! Commander!! Ngh! Ngh! Haaaaa—!]
Fired up right from the start, Helena was as reckless and aggressive as a hellhound—truly living up to her name and the name of her squad.
Revealing her voluptuous body like a leopard, she climbed on top of me as if she had been waiting just for this opportunity all along, shaking her hips frantically and tightening around me.
Every time Helena's hot pussy squeezed my cock relentlessly, I had to pour out every drop of my boiling semen to satisfy her.
[Chuuup, slurp. Chulup. Lick, lick.]
On the other hand, Silva was quiet but persistent.
Once Helena, who had burned out as quickly due to her premature ejaculation, collapsed beside me in the afterglow of pleasure, Silva quietly slid between my legs as if she had been waiting for this moment all along.
And then, without rest all night, she kept my member in her mouth, licking and sucking.
[Hngh! Nng... hauuu…. Ah! Aaaa—! Co, Commander….]
It was the same when we got to the main event.
A calm but ceaseless movement.
Moving her hips constantly yet persistently like a wave, she squeezed me several times.
Moreover, as a sniper who requires extreme concentration and patience, she seemed to have a high tolerance for pleasure; she didn't even show signs of satisfaction after one or two ejaculations.
Still….
"Hngh! Ngh! Uuuugh! Oh! Oh! Oooooh!!"
After somehow delivering the peak of pleasure to her and breaking Silva's expressionless face… When I thought I was finally able to flaunt my masculine prowess…
"Commander…."
Helena, who had recovered her stamina in no time, brushed back her sweat-soaked hair and pounced on me again like a hungry beast.
And once I satisfied Helena again, Silva would wrap her arms around me from behind and nibble on my earlobe.
The waves of lust emitted by the two Original ECHOs were beyond imagination.
Within the endless cycle of pleasure, I had to endure their dormant female instincts all night long.
I thought my stamina and vigor had improved while dealing with the Pomen-Noah combination, but I was wrong.
No, I probably did improve on those aspects.
It just wasn't nearly enough to handle ECHOs.
Those two had likely gone easy on me, considering I'm just a normal human.
Anyway, trying to satisfy those two last night, I felt like every bit of essence was being sucked out of my very bones.
Still, it was great. This is why I'm the Commander.
I chuckled and lightly touched my fat cock, which had spent the night going in and out of those beauties to relieve my desires.
One would think the fat cock would be exhausted from the overnight abuse, but true to a man's tool, it began to swell again as soon as I gave it a slight stimulus.
And it was right then.
Knock, knock.
A polite but familiar knocking sound hit the door of the Commander's office.
The timing was impeccable.
"Commander, it's Madeline. I'm coming in."
With a cautious knock, Madeline—a member of the Bread Garden squad, my personal maid, and the Ark's sole baker and cook—entered.
Unlike usual, upon seeing me lying in bed, her round eyes widened even further in surprise.
"O-Oh my. Commander. Are you feeling unwell?"
"No…. I'm just resting for a bit because I'm tired."
"Ah, phew. That's a relief."
Madeline, letting out a sigh of relief, smiled brightly and placed a tray containing freshly warmed rye bread and milk on the table.
Then, she looked back at me with worried eyes and spoke.
"You have to take good care of your health. You are the only hope for our Ark 69, after all."
"…Right."
"I'll open the curtains. The weather is lovely today."
"Yeah."
In truth, talking about the weather inside the Ark didn't mean much.
However, Madeline began to hum a tune as she pulled the curtains wide open.
Every time her touch reached something, the cluttered Commander's office began to be tidied up like magic.
"……."
I always feel this, but Madeline's cleaning is truly stimulating.
Her white, smooth thighs revealed beneath the short maid outfit.
The hem of her skirt fluttering precariously every time she leaned over, and the pure white lace peeking through.
Wow—a man's sexual desire is really something…
As I blankly watched Madeline's back, her hips swaying as she hummed, my cock—which I thought had been completely drained by last night's battle—began to slowly raise its head again.
And it was when Madeline leaned deep down to pick up my clothes that had fallen on the floor.
"Gulp."
Her plump, swelling cleavage filled my vision.
I swallowed hard without realizing it.
This wasn't my fault. Madeline… you're the one who seduced me, okay? It’s all your fault!!!