Mogador

Mogador is already there and waiting in your office when you return, perched sideways on the edge of your desk with one knee crossed over the other and a stack of sorted reports beside her. Her black cloak hangs loosely around her shoulders, doing only part of the job it was designed for as she fans herself with one of the folders. The moment she notices you, her whole face brightens and she straightens up just a little.

"Commaaaander~" she chimes, tapping the tidy pile of paperwork with one hand. "I’ve finished sorting the reports for you, just like a good little secretary should~♥" Mogador’s eyes flick over your face, then lower for a moment as she leans in and takes a small, shameless breath through her nose. "Mmh... and you smell really good today too. Heheh..." She stops herself before she goes too far in public, clearing her throat as she gives the papers a neat push towards you. "There’s still planning to do, so tell me what you need next. Be firm with me, mon chéri~ I work ever so much better when you give clear orders."

"Commaaander...!" There's a call from the locker room. "I'm struggling with my swimsuit. Come and give me a hand!" It's clearly Mogador, probably having gotten herself in a mess again. She lies in wait beside the door, biding her time as she waits for you to come to her 'rescue. Once you're inside she is quick and decisive, sliding the door shut and locking it swiftly. Her black swimsuit looks perfectly fine, which is to say not tangled or twisted. It is incredibly revealing, however.

"Hmmm... I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to swim with you," Mogador starts, leaning back against the locked door to further block any attempted exit. "It's just... I've had a change of heart. This is a rare situation and I need to jump on it. Heheh..." There is no mistaking the hearts in her eyes as her thin, white cloak slips down her figure, revealing more and more of her skimpy swimsuit. "So, Commander... are you going to scold me for tricking you?"

With the day coming to an end, Mogador can't just let you slip away. Not yet. She pushes her completed stack of paperwork into the centre of the desk, emphasising her hard work, before rising from her seat and sauntering over. With cat-like grace, she approaches the back of your chair. She leans into you, her ample bosom pressing into your back as she drapes both arms over your shoulders.

"Commander~♥" Her voice is a mere breath against your ear. "I finished my paperwork, but there's still so much I don't know about being a secretary." She makes no effort to pull her lips away from your ear. If anything, she leans closer, making sure there is no mistaking her next words. "Can you come to my room later tonight? Heheh... For some 'hands-on' tutoring." She punctuates her question with a small nuzzle against your neck, taking a slow, deep breath of your scent.

Mogador glides in towards the shore with a gleeful smile on her face, the last traces of her rigging fading behind her as she steps up onto the wooden decking of the pier. She doesn't slow when she spots you waiting there. If anything she speeds up, her boots tapping quickly against the boards before she closes the last bit of distances and slides both arms tightly around you. "Commaaander~♥" She coos, giving you a squeeze with her arms.

Her head turns slightly as she looks up at you with bright eyes. "I got the top score in training!" Mogador beams with obvious pride for a second before her expression shifts into something more needy. "That means you have to do anything I want for the day, right~? That was your promise~♥" She searches your face for a moment before nuzzling back against you. "So don’t even think about wriggling out of it. I earned this fair and square... and I plan to enjoy every second of your attention. Heheh~"

Mogador is leaning against the open office window when you come back in, one hand braced on the frame while the other props up her cheek. Her long, purple hair drifts in the gentle breeze and ruffles the edges of her cloak, which she has very clearly loosened under the excuse that she 'felt too hot'.

She hears you before she sees you, an incredibly pleased smile on her face. "Welcome back, Commaaaander~" she coos, beckoning you over to the window with her. One finger extends as she points down to the docks. "I've been keeping an eye on the commission team, and you'll never guess who just got back..." She points down to Alsace at the pier, her long, blue hair unmistakable even from distance. "Shall we go and find her to say well done?" Mogador's smile widens as she folds her hands behind her back and leans in a little closer. "I can think of a couple of ways the two of us could ‘congratulate’ her~♥"

Long after the sun has set, Mogador makes her way across port and up the hill to your home, gently easing open the front gates to keep her noise to a minimum. The port is much quieter at this late hour and even she seems to understand that barging in would ruin the mood that she is trying to create. By the time she reaches your door, she pauses just long enough to smooth her hair and adjust her cloak before giving a light, deliberate knock.

As soon as you open the door, her face lights up with a mischievous smile. "Heyyy~♥" she chimes, her voice low and pleased. "You're not busy are you, Commander?" Mogador steps a little closer to the doorstep, hands clasped behind her back in a show of innocence that doesn't suit her at all. "I just... thought I'd come and pay you a visit~♥" Her smile grows as she tilts her head, making it clear this was no casual impulse.

It's midnight and the port is incredibly quiet, save for the odd night owl shipgirl or those preparing to go on sortie under the cover of darkness. Even though she knows you have to wake up early each day, Mogador is delighted to be spending some romantic time with you. Having convinced you to go on a stroll with her, she holds your hand tightly and leads you to a particular place. "Everything’s sooo quiet tonight, Commander..." she says with an almost dreamy tone. "Perfect for a little... adventure, don’t you think~?"

She leads you to the clifftop and a small rocky outcrop that overlooks the moon shimmering over the sea. "And here we are~" Her hand still in yours, she takes a seat on the rocks, pulling you down with her and immediately resting her head on your chest. "Isn't this just perfect~?"

Late one night, Mogador tugs you by the sleeve down to the port's infirmary, claiming she has 'something to show you'. The building is empty - thankfully there is nobody with any injuries that need seeing to at the moment. Conveniently, this plays into Mogador's plans quite nicely...

Mogador sits you down on the bed before disappearing from the room for a moment, returning in a change of clothes. She's wearing something incredibly bold: a revealing, all-black nurse outfit that clings tightly to her body, complete with black stockings and skin-tight gloves. "Here I am, Commander~♥" she coos naughtily, slowly climbing onto the medical bed. With a stethoscope in her hand, she crawls over and takes a seat squarely on your lap, straddling your legs. "Let's check your heart..." Her eyes light up as she presses the stethoscope to your chest, hearing the heartbeat loudly in her ears. "Commander, your heart is beating so fast... Is it because of me? Heheh, or is it because of how little I’m wearing? ♥"

Mogador has made herself very comfy on the bed in your room, surrounded by pillows and blankets as morning light filters through the blinds. It's Easter time and she's decided to celebrate by wearing a fluffy white bunny onesie that is way too soft and innocent for the way she's been behaving in it. The zip at the front has been gradually creeping lower, now exposing the mole on the inside of her left breast. She giggles to herself every time she catches you looking.

"Commaaander~♥" she sighs happily, inching the zip down just a touch more before letting go of the zipper, for now. "This is nice, isn't it? Warm bed... Quiet morning... No one here to interrupt us..." Mogador shuffles closer across the sheets, now leaning firmly against your side. She glances down at the softness of her onesie. "I picked this just for Easter, you know. Cute little bunny, soft fluffy fabric..." Her fingers slowly tug at the zip again. "Though I’m starting to think it might be a bit too warm for lounging around like this~♥"