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The commander's heart raced with anticipation as he heard the gentle knock on the door. With a warm smile, he opened it to find Yamashiro standing there, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She looked even more stunning in her post-retrofit attire, the traditional miko clothes adorned with a touch of elegance.
"Milord! I'm so happy you invited me over," Yamashiro exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious.
He welcomed her in, admiring the way the bells on her cat tail chimed softly as she stepped inside. The room was filled with the sweet aroma of the ice cream he had prepared for her. The commander gestured to the cozy setup – a small table with the ice cream, soda, and a pair of comfortable chairs.
"Yamashiro, congratulations on your retrofit. You've worked so hard, and I wanted to celebrate your achievements," he said, sincerity in his voice.
She blushed, a mix of pride and gratitude shining in her eyes. "Milord, thank you! I'm really happy you're proud of me."
They settled into the chairs, the soft melody of her favorite music playing in the background. The commander handed her a bowl of ice cream, her favorite flavors perfectly chosen. As they enjoyed the sweet treat, the atmosphere between them became more relaxed, the conversation flowing naturally.
"I thought we could just spend some time together, enjoy the ice cream, and talk," the commander suggested, a genuine smile on his face.
Yamashiro nodded, her eyes reflecting a deep appreciation for the thoughtful gesture. "Milord, you always know how to make me feel special. I'm really lucky to have you."
“I am also very lucky to have you too, Yamashiro,” the commander said with a smile as he reached over and gave her a headpat right then and there, his hands running through her lovely silky like black hair, before he scratched right behind her ear. “How are you feeling?”
Yamashiro's eyes fluttered closed as she leaned into the headpat, a contented purr escaping her. The sensation of her commander's gentle touch brought a genuine smile to her face.
"Mmm, Milord, that feels nice," she responded, her voice soft and appreciative. "I'm feeling wonderful, especially with you here. Your support means everything to me."
She opened her eyes, looking up at him with a warmth that mirrored the atmosphere of the room. The commander's genuine care and attention had a calming effect on her, and she couldn't help but express her affection.
"Milord, spending moments like these with you makes me truly happy. I never thought I'd find someone so understanding and caring," she confessed, her cat ears twitching slightly.
The commander chuckled, a fondness in his gaze. "Yamashiro, you deserve all the happiness in the world. Your dedication and enthusiasm inspire everyone around you, including me. I'm grateful to have you by my side."
“Well, we have a lot of work to do with figuring out how to get you used to those unique planes, but I am sure we can figure it out. Now we are here to have fun,” he commented as he took a bite, “I hope the ice cream works for you. I figured something sweet for a sweet woman like yourself,” he said with an affectionate tone to his voice.
Yamashiro's eyes sparkled with gratitude as she took a delicate bite of the ice cream. The sweetness melted on her tongue, and she couldn't help but let out a soft hum of delight.
"Milord, this is delicious! You really know how to pick the perfect flavors," she complimented, savoring the treat.
The commander chuckled, pleased by her reaction. "I'm glad you like it, Yamashiro. I wanted to make sure it was something special for you."
As they continued to enjoy the ice cream, the conversation shifted to lighter topics. Yamashiro shared stories from her retrofit training, occasionally breaking into laughter. The commander listened attentively, appreciating the genuine joy she radiated.
"Milord, you know, spending time like this makes me forget about all the battles and challenges. It's like a moment of peace," Yamashiro mused, her cat tail swaying happily.
He nodded in agreement. "Exactly, Yamashiro. We all need moments of peace and joy to recharge. And I'm grateful to share those moments with you."
"I have one more part of the celebration, Yamashiro, come over and lay down on my bed and I will give you a complete massage today, I know you have been working hard and could use it," he said with a playful tone as he knew she had been doing more than pulling her own weight recently.
Yamashiro's eyes widened with surprise at the commander's offer. She blinked a few times, processing his words, and then a warm smile spread across her face.
"Oh, Milord, you're too kind! A massage sounds wonderful," she replied with genuine appreciation.
The commander put aside the empty ice cream bowls before he slipped off to his room motioning Yamashiro to follow him.
Following the commander to his room, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and gratitude. As she lay down on the bed, the commander began the massage, his skilled hands working to ease any tension that might have built up from her rigorous training.
Yamashiro let out a contented sigh as the commander's hands glided across her back, kneading out the knots and kinks that had been bothering her. She closed her eyes, enjoying the moment and the warmth that radiated from his touch.
"Ah, Milord, that feels amazing," Yamashiro declared very contently.
The commander chuckled softly as he continued to work on Yamashiro's tense muscles. "You deserve it, Yamashiro. You've been really doing great."
Yamashiro let out a soft moan of pleasure, her eyes still closed as she savored the sensation. "Thank you, Milord," she replied gratefully. "I love how skilled you are at giving massages."
As the massage progressed, Yamashiro began to feel increasingly relaxed and at ease. The warmth from the commander's hands spread throughout her body, soothing her aches and pains. She felt a sense of comfort and safety in his presence, as if she could trust him completely.
Her thoughts drifted to their relationship, the way it had grown over time. Yamashiro smiled to herself, recalling all the memories they shared together. From their first meeting where she was assigned to serve him, to the countless battles they've fought side by side, and even the more intimate moments they've shared - like this massage.
She opened her eyes, looking up at the commander. "You know, Milord," she started, a soft blush creeping across her cheeks. "I think I love you."
The commander looked down at her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. He gently kissed her forehead before continuing the massage. "I feel the same way, Yamashiro."
The commander finished as he turned her over and looked at her. As he smiled, looking at the adorable woman on his bed, her back against the top. "I very much am in love with you too, Yamashiro."
Yamashiro smiled brightly, her eyes shining with happiness. "I'm so glad, Milord," she replied. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
She leaned in closer to him, their faces just inches apart. "Can I ask for one more thing?" she asked shyly.
"Anything whatsoever," the commander replied softly as he looked into her beautiful brown eyes.
Yamashiro bit her lower lip, gathering her courage. "Can we... be together?" she asked hesitantly. "Not just as commander and battleship, but... as a couple?"
The commander's heart skipped a beat at her request. "Of course, I don't mind that at all, Yamashiro," he said softly as he laid down next to her and pulled her closer to himself snuggling close to her. His arms holding her close.
Yamashiro's eyes widened in surprise and joy, and she slipped her arms around him, hugging him tightly as they cuddled together. "Thank you, Milord," she whispered. "I promise to love and serve you forever."
Their hearts beat in sync as they lay there, their bodies pressed against each other. As the morning sun started to peek through the curtains, Yamashiro softly nuzzled into the commander's chest, her cat-like ears twitching in contentment. They had fallen asleep in each other's arms, their bond strengthened by their intimate conversation from the previous night.