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Donquixote Doflamingo - The Tease

Doflamingo enjoys nothing more than seeing your figure before him, whining and crying for him to finally shove his cock inside of your warmth.

Foreplay is almost torturous with Doflamingo; his ego revels in how much you beg for him to fuck you.

His slender fingers would glide in and out of your pussy, encompassed in your warmth as his other hand pinches your nipples.

"D-Doffy~ pleaseee~" Doflamingo grins "Fufufufu, patience, doll, you wouldn't want to spoil your treat, right?"

Before you can even reach your climax from his fingers hitting your sweet spot over and over again, he would pull out his fingers and stuff them in your mouth to watch you savor your own taste.

"How do you like your own taste, doll? Is it good? Perhaps I should try it for myself."

Spreading your thighs apart, he would slide you closer to the edge of the bed so he could fully envelop his face in your wet core to suck on your clit and slide his long tongue in and out of your needy cunt.

Hearing your mewls and cries are like music to his ears; he takes pleasure in the fact that he's the only one that could make you feel so needy and vulnerable.

When he feels your core tighten, he would pull himself away from you, once again edging you to the brink of an orgasm.

"F-Fuck! I was so close to cumming, Doffy. Pleaseee just let me cum! Just fuck me already!" Doflamingo grins, sliding off his pants to reveal his hardened cock "So needy tonight aren't you, doll? Fufufufu~ You've been a good girl up to this point, so maybe I will reward you with what you want, will that make you happy?" Doflamingo positions himself between your legs, rubbing his tip against your clit "Mmph... yes!"

Even though he is a major tease, he makes all that hard time worth it by fucking you until you cannot stand straight the next day.

Eustass Kid - Making Love in All the Wrong Places

Sex doesn't require a specific place for Kid; any time and any place is fine for him.

In the bathroom? Yes. On the wall? Sure. In the car? Of course.

Kid finds it hard to resist you, even in a public setting such as a restaurant.

His hand would rest on your thighs and eventually linger lower, grazing your clothed sex.

"Kid, what are you-" Kid whispers into your ear huskily "Hey babe, how about we kill some time in the bathroom? We have more than enough time until the food gets here.

Following Kid into the bathroom, he would lock the door and immediately start unbuckling his pants as he captures your lips, savoring your taste.

He would push you against the bathroom wall and pull your skirt down along with your panties before toying with your clit using his calloused fingers.

"Mmmm- f-fuck.. Kid!" Kid begins inserting a few fingers into your pussy, pumping them in and out "Not too loud, babe. You know I love to hear you screaming my name but not now."

After fucking you with his fingers, Kid would tease the tip of his cock into your entrance, causing you to whine in need of his cock.

The teasing wouldn't last long since Kid is also desperate for you, which eventually causes him to fully sheathe himself inside of you and roughly pound in and out of you.

"Ahhh, Kid!" Kid clasps his hand around your mouth and leans closer to your ear "You naughty girl, are you trying to get us caught? Maybe if I fuck you harder then you'll be lost for words." Kid grins, quickening the pace with each thrust

After a rather heated session, you and Kid would end up coming back to cold food because of how long you and him were fucking in the bathroom.

Trafalgar D. Law - Let's Wait Awhile

Law doesn't like to rush into sex, he'd rather wait for the perfect moment for intimacy

He wants the experience to be good for both of you, meaning the mood and atmosphere have to be right.

On a rather quiet night in bed, Law would watch you from the other side of the bed, admiring the way your short pajamas hug your curves and fit snuggly in all the right places.

Before you could react, he would already be towering over you, hot breath fanning your face as he holds intense eye contact with you.

"(Y/n)-ya, you look beautiful tonight." Law whispers your name huskily and leans down, pressing his lips against yours

He would gently undress you with his skilled, slender hands before rubbing his fingers against your exposed clit, causing a moan to escape your lips.

Your moans bring a smirk to Law's lips as he holds eye contact with you, watching your face contort from pleasure.

"Nng- L-Law-" Law slips a few fingers into your sex, gliding them in and out "Do I make you feel good? Do you want more?"

His free hand would roam your body, exploring your curves and toying with your breasts before pinching your nipples as he leaves hickeys and bite marks along your skin.

Before you can cum, Law would pull them out of you, not wanting to spoil your sweet orgasm on his fingers.

"Law..." Law looks down at you, positioning his member at your entrance "I'm going to make you feel good tonight, babe."

Making love with Law is always a memorable experience that sometimes leaves you craving more, but he will be sure to take care of those leftover cravings of yours.

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You rarely ever spent time with him lately, always busy and caught up in your own life, but he still appreciated those days you chose to spend with him, even if it is to irritate him as a reminder why he has to practice breathing exercises and go to anger management classes.

Or try to convince him Jesus was reincarnated in the form of Lenin with a 38 slideshow PowerPoint.

“Tai, over here, dumbass!” You yelled from a swing set in front of the mall, alerting him to your presence.

He would have scowled at your childish antics if he were younger, but he has long since grown used to your bullshit, so he merely walked over with his usual resting bitch face.

“Okay, so,” You started, hopping off the swing set, dusting yourself off, “I need your help.”

Taiju raised a sceptical eyebrow.

“So Valentine’s is coming up and-“

Taiju tuned you out, and made a quick mental note to pray for your already damned soul.

“And I really don’t know, so can you help?”

“Sorry, what?”

“Were you thinking about sky papi again?”

“Don’t call him that, I beg of you.”

“Keep begging and I’ll think about it.”

“I won’t pay your tuition anymore.”

“Now hold up-“

“What is she doing?” Senju muttered, her hair under a cap with sunglasses and a fake mustache covering her face as he stares at you from the store opposite the jewelry shop, hiding in between clothing racks.

“Cheating.” Sanzu muttered next to her, hiding his totally unnoticeable hair underneath a wig, hiding his face and scars with a surgical mask.

“You two are insane.” Kakucho mumbled, who has a bucket hat and unibrow forcefully drawn on his face.

The three of them were absolutely the most suspicious people in the damn store.

“I don’t like the way she is dragging that guy around.” Sanzu narrowed his eyes, peeking above the clothing rack to see better.

You dragged Taiju away, out of their sight, and Senju quickly put away the dress she pretended to look at, gesticulating at Sanzu they have to move***.

Sanzu nodded, and on cue, pulled Kakucho along.

Kakucho merely sighed.

He really didn’t think you were cheating, Takeomi and you weren’t even fucking dating, and Kakucho was damn well aware how disgustingly in love with Takeomi you were, he saw it every time he was forced to witness your overly affectionate actions towards the older man at meetings.

And the fact you called Kakucho a minimum of 3 times a week to just talk about ‘Takeomi this, Takeomi that’.

While his own love life was suffering.

Ugh.

“They’re entering a jewelry store.” Senju noted, quickly turning to Sanzu and Kakucho, “Let’s split up so we cover more ground. Sanzu, go in this store, I’ll go in this one, and Kakucho, sit on a bench and pretend to be on your phone.”

Kakucho would have said no, but something told him that was in fact, not a damn option.

The 9th circle of hell had nothing on his life.

“Do you think your partner would prefer a watch or a bracelet? Maybe a necklace? Or a ring? The jeweler suggested, showing you multiple pieces of way too shiny rocks and metal that probably cost half a year of your rent.

Luckily, you saved up quite a bit of money Takeomi gave you, and sold some things he bought you that you determined to be not your style, plus put aside the money Taiju paid you for your work with his restaurant, so you could afford it.

Probably.

Hopefully.

You helplessly looked up at Taiju, trying to ask him for advice, but he merely shrugged, shaking his head.

Useless, I tell you.

Useless.

You smile a tight-lipped smile at the jeweler.

“Sorry, may I take a second to ask my partner’s sister?”

The jeweler smiled politely.

“Naturally, ma’am.”

You needed the gift to be perfect.

After a couple of lengthy conversations with Mitsuya and Hakkai, you decided to finally grow some balls and ask Takeomi out, for real, for a real cutesy cheesy date.

What’s the worst that can happen?

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Kid took the time to admire you. you were asleep on your stomach, naked, and the blanket lay just over your lower back, hiding your beautiful ass from your captain's view.

but that wasn't a problem, in a moment, your whole body would be in his hands. without further ado, Kid pulled back the blanket with one hand, revealing your beautiful ass to his eyes. as agreed, you were wearing nothing, and to his delight.

the pirate placed a warm hand on one of your buttocks, enjoying the softness of it. the warm sensation made you raise a few hairs but didn't really disturb your sleep. he tightened his grip on your ass as he came to devour your neck, kissing and licking the skin of your throat, leaving marks for the days to come.

and then he went downstairs, enjoying your body at his disposal. Kid let go of your ass to test your entrance, and you were already soaked. one of his fingers inserted itself into your core, and this time your body contracted at the penetration, and a soft sigh was released from your mouth.

Kid tested some slow pumping, while staring at your beautiful sleeping face, then added another finger. your juices were a good lubricant, and he didn't hesitate to take his fingers out and run them along your labia to find your clitoris. little moans were now coming out of your mouth, and Kid could feel his dick stirring in his pants at this wonderful sight.

he slowed down quickly though, so as not to wake you up too soon. he rapidly got rid of his stocking before pumping his dick a few times, all the while having a perfect view of your entrance. having no more patience, Kid went all the way inside you, grunting and cursing.

you were so tight around him, and it was a sensation the young supernovae loved. he groaned as he began to thrust, establishing a slow, steady rhythm. soon he gets hard, hips slamming beautifully against your ass as he thrusts in at a quick, easy pace. his cock pounds your smooth pussy at an increasingly unbearable rate.

dirty noises mingle with your unconscious moans. Kid knows he won't be much longer, and the longer he waits, the more likely you are to wake up. your pussy spasms more and more around his cock, proof that you're also on the verge of pleasure. and then he heard his name that you were moaning, even when you were asleep. and that made his pleasure overflow.

Kid moaned as you crashed around him, hips stuttering before coming to a complete stop as you tensed, squeezed and shuddered around him with a long, loud moan, no doubt audible to the entire crew. his cum stains your walls as Kid gives one last hip thrust, harder than the previous ones.

Kid, still feeling the pleasure coursing through his veins, leaned down to place a kiss on your cheek as he gently thanked you. he wouldn't want you to be able to hear, or feel him, so you couldn't make fun of him after that.

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Heavy steps you hear over your head that come from the main deck suddenly stop. You breathe relieved for a second, until a huge shadow appears drawn in between the only light that filters from the wooden floor of the deck. A crazy, almost psychotic laugh floods the ambience.

“There are apparently some little rats on my ship, aren’t they?” he says, laughing and coming even closer to your hiding spot. You know you are fucked. Sneaking into no other than the Victoria Punk ship -alone- hasn’t been the best life choice you’ve made so far. Trembling limbs, you make yourself little as he approaches you.

A huge black boot with some studs lands next to you, you close your eyes expecting the worst. The man bends forward and inspects your terrified image. “Indeed, there is a cute little rat in here… don’t the little rats know this ship has a big, big cat that will hunt them?”.

A huge hand grabs your chin, moving your head towards his face. Slowly opening one eye you notice is no other than the captain of this ship. A Supernova. The cruelest of all… Eustass Captain Kid. Red hair strands falling at each side of his face, red lipstick, red scars. Everything red. Like blood, like passion.

“I’m sorry” you mumble, sure this won’t be enough. At all. “Oh, you are sorry… the little rat is sorry!”. Once again his hysterical laugh leaves your ears ringing. “Do you think that a simple apology will be enough?” he whispers and snatches your hair. Pulling from it he makes you stand up. You grunt, it hurts.

Letting you go, fingers with red painted nails graze your cheek softly. “Look how pretty you are… you shouldn’t be stealing from us” he says, deep orange eyes penetrating on yours. “I’m really sorry, Sir. Everything is on the sack, I will not… take anything” you beg for forgiveness. “Of course you won’t take anything, but what’s been done is done and you will need a punishment, you know? The only way for you to learn is by me teaching you what happens when you decide to steal from me!” he says, squeezing your cheeks, burying his fingers on your skin.

You are as scared as curious for what punishment he will give to you. The man is extremely strong and handsome. A deadly attraction that you will be willing to try, after all. And those thoughts reflect on your face in the form of a little smirk. The red-haired pirate gets surprised with it, but soon plays along…

“You have guts, you little rat. Don’t you?” he says, pushing you to the ground. Knees hitting the humid wood of the floor and your back some barrels behind you. You look at the ground, coughing a little and then you utter “What can I do to pay back for my mistakes, Sir?”.

Kid grunts at such indecent proposal, he maybe wasn’t thinking about fucking you… but now, hell he is. “Good little rat, you know exactly who is the one in charge, right?” he says, laughing and taking his blue feather coat off. The coat flies to the opposite side of the room and the huge, wide frame of his shoulders gets exposed before your eyes. He is big, really big. And you wonder what else might be big in him…

He takes his goggles off too. Abundant red hair falling on his face. Sexy as hell, manly and dominant, ready to fuck his victim right away. Kid walks up to you; his heavy steps show how superior he feels compared to you. “Come here crawling, you dirty little rat… you are gonna pay dearly to me”. You crawl up to him, you hold from his pants. He pats your head, a little too rough.

He lowers the zipper of his yellow pants and let’s his hard sex out. Kid shakes it and hits your cheek with it. “Open big, little rat” he commands, and you do so. Violently, you receive his dick in your mouth. He pushes himself in it, you gasp for air and tears fall from your eyes as he pumps in and out. The pirate grabs your hair and moves your face back and forth, allowing you to only gag. “Take it all inside, little slut”, “that’s good”, “look at your face! Are you crying?!” he says and laughs as his hips give hard thrusts on and on and on.

He suddenly pushes you off and judging by his increasing grunts you know what’s next. Throbbing hard member, red from all the excitement, dripping more and more precum, shiny from your saliva. He jerks himself a little until he cums, bathing your face and chest with his warm seed.

“Ahh you look way better like this, baby!!” he says, spreading his cum all over your face. You smile, pleased by such a blessing, and get ready for what’s next. “Sir, did I pay the debt already? Is my punishment over?” you ask, acting innocent, tasting salty dripping cum on your lips.

Kid takes his pants out completely; the blue open shirt ends on the floor. He passes his hand on his hair, combing it so it gets out of his face. He doesn’t say anything and walks up to a bottle of who knows what type of liquid. He unscrews the bottle with his teeth and suddenly pours its contents all over you. “Clean your face, come on”.

You clean your face with the transparent fluid, it dampens your clothes exposing your hard nipples as the fabric turns see through. The pirate drinks what’s left in the bottle and throws it on the floor. Shattering glass exploding. “You know what? I was just gonna fuck you right there, but now I want a little bit more from you. You look delicious, really” he says and approaches you.

Kid passes his arm around your waist and lifts you up. He sits you violently over a barrel and squeezing your cheeks in between his fingers, licks your face. His nails rip off your shirt, breasts bouncing as they get on display for him. His mouth attacks yours, violating tongue invading, shortness of breath as he plays with yours.

Wet kisses, lip biting. You moan, it feels so good and even if it hurts a little you want more and more from this beast. His hand on your nape, tangled fingers on your hair that pull your head back. Your necks exposed, his teeth biting on and on on your flesh. Marks everywhere, red, purple and who knows what other colors too. He licks the liquid from your skin, and down his mouth goes.

Nipples trapped in between his front teeth; he pulls. You clench your jaw, a sharp feeling that hurts but sends powerful stings of pleasure all over your body and directly to your core. Nails buried on your thighs, the short you chose to wear today was such a great choice. “Scream louder, come on! Let the others know how the rats like you end” he encourages you to moan even louder.

“Spread, bitch” he says, and in a quick motion your shorts end up on the floor. Wet panties, almost soaking, reveal how turned on, how horny and needy for this man you are. The two meters tall man kneels on the floor and smells your entrance. “You also smell deliciously” he says, nuzzling on your core. Your hands on your breasts, squeezing them because your body needs release, now.

He laughs, hysterically over your panties, leaving lipstick smudged all over it and your thighs. Your face and whole body got lipstick marks everywhere you could think of. He bites your inner thighs, roughly, painfully. “Now you are marked by me, you know? being on my ship’s hold makes you my property, my treasure…” he says, admiring the maroon marks of his teeth all over your flesh. You only moan, and nod. You want to be this man’s property. At least for now.

You try closing your legs, softly pressing the sides of Kid’s face. He doesn’t get mad, no. He enjoys the way your legs suffocate him while his finger moves your panty to the side and plays with your arousal fluids. And following his fingers now inside you, his tongue licking the hell out of your entrance. Up and down, circles over your clit. He moves faster as your moaning too.

Beckoning, violent, feral movements hitting your G spot, dampening Kid forearm got you on the verge of an amazing orgasm. Orgasm that never comes because your dom stops the movement right away. As a natural consequence of losing control and any type of borders you shout, “Son of a bitch!”.

“Excuse you, little rat?” he asks, burning eyes, palm itching to hit your ass until it gets not red, but purple. You suddenly widen your eyes, realizing the mistake you’ve just committed… or maybe not a mistake at all…

Kid lifts you up, putting you again over the floor. Legs trembling, him pushing you so you walk where he wants you to go. “Climb those stairs” he commands. And you are well aware of the increasing light that filters through the same place you use to sneak in the boat.

“Let me show everybody what I do to little bitches like you”

He stops you right at the exit that leads you to the main dock. “Kneel on the stairs” he commands. You don’t hesitate and do. Your face pointing outside, your hands holding your body weight over the dusty steps. On all fours, ass facing your dom.

Kid spits on your ass, letting the saliva slide from your rear entrance to your sex. His hand gripping himself from your hair, head pulled back. His huge hard dick pushing inside your core, you whine as your walls stretch receiving his length.

Roughly in and out, face red as everybody on the port could see your countenance while being fucked. His hips do wonders, speeding up, going around. The sound of his thighs hitting your ass cheeks. Arms and legs getting weak as you inevitably reach climax.

“Moan, little bitch! Show what happens when Eustass Captain Kid fucks one of you”

And you do, forgetting about anything. Marines, pirates, whoever might be hearing or watching your messed up you being fucked.

You come, trembling, like never before. Kid does too, his warm milk filling your uterus. It feels so full, and even though he keeps pumping in and out, extending waves of your passing orgasm.

You flop onto the floor, exhausted. Kid simply laughs, this man wants so much more. He bends over you, letting your hair go. “Come here, let me help you clean yourself”. He lifts you from your waist. “I might be a little bit violent, but never mistreat a woman. You’ve been wonderful. I wasn’t playing when I told you that you were now my property, you know? You can stay with us if you want” he says while carrying you to the bathroom.

Who would have said Eustass Captain Kid was such a nice gentleman after all?

After a couple of hours, some of your nakamas have already passed out over the table of the Victoria Punk’s kitchen. Some others, more collected, headed to their rooms. Yet Kid is still awake. He is resting his legs over the table, rocking his body back and forth with the chair with his arm hanging on the side. He hasn’t worn the metallic prosthetic since he came back, so that shows he is totally relaxed.

His red locks fall free at each side of his temples, the goggles are over the table and his peculiar, yet beautiful profile gets bathed by the moon shine that filters through the portholes of the kitchen.

The belt he usually wears around his waist, was now untied and his lower abs show how he slowly breathes, up and down, up and down.

You come closer, the bottle is cold and heavy, green frosted glass around to protect the wine from the light and the little drops of sweat wet your hands. “Uh… Captain?” you ask, almost whispering, standing at his back.

Kid, who was very relaxed, almost falls off the chair, but soon recovers the balance. “Oh, (Name)” he says, still panting since he got a little scared. Although Kid is usually a little rough when speaking, he always uses a considerably softer tone with you. “What’s going on?” he asks.

“So, uh… I wanted to give you this as a gift, for… you know- protecting us” you mumble, bashfully. Your arms stretch and show him the huge bottle. “F-For me?” he stutters, and it is the first time you heard him do so. You nod, and his huge hand grazes yours when taking the bottle.

He inspects it, scanning it up and down, probably drooling because that was authentic Sake from Wano. As they say, “the most delicious one, ever”. Kid then looks at you, and his red lipstick lips form a soft side smirk. “Wanna join?” he asks, moving his eyes towards a pair of sakazuki over the table.

You, out of words, and always so intimidated by his presence, nod in acceptance even if you wished you would sip the booze right from his lips and not from those red stupid bowls.

Kid puts the bottle on the table with a little more force than it should be done, but still none of the passed out nakamas around him wake up. You can see him watch over all of them, inspecting if they were really unconscious. And you wonder to yourself, why…?

Slowly, you pull the chair next to him, closer to the table to wait for the sake to be served, but instead Kid snatches you by your waist. “Oi” he whispers, your nose close to his. “Wanna sit more comfortably?”.

Up and down your chest goes, your heart races, your eyes widen… What is he talking about? where should I sit, then…?

Your doubts get easily resolved, because in just a second, and while your legs turn weaker, he lifts you up and sits you over his lap. Face to face, your legs hanging at each side of his lap.

“Do you know what I’ve been told in jail?” he asks, grazing your cheek with his thumb down until your lower lip, softly and gently, so weird coming from Kid. You swallow, your dream is coming true and you just had to bring some more sake… or maybe he is just drunk and needy.

As needy as you are for him.

“Uh… n-no” you stutter.

“I’ve been told that when a girl offers you sake in Wano, wants to…” he whispers, licking his lips and coming closer to your lips. “She wants to…fuck you” he continues slowly pronouncing each letter. You widen your eyes, yes of course you want to fuck him but you weren’t aware of such practice.

“D-do they?” you ask, feeling the warmth of Kid’s breath on your lips and his hand now over your left leg. “Uhum… and you know… I’d gladly accept your proposal right away” he utters, now feeling how his throbbing member gets harder under your crotch.

You nod, moving your head up and down so slowly, showing Kid how much you want this. “Yes?” he asks, again. “Uhum” you moan. “Good…” he whispers, taking his thumb to your mouth, softly pushing it inside so it gets wet by your tongue.

He smirks and all of a sudden rips your blouse apart. You instinctively take your hands to your chest. Is not that you didn’t want this to happen but… your nakamas are all sleeping around you. “We are gonna just enjoy our sake… plus, do you think they will wake up? nah… but if they do, I bet that would be such a show” he says, suggesting he wants to fuck you right there, over the table, on the chair or anywhere even though there is people around.

His hand reaches for the bottle, he takes off the cork with his teeth and pours the cold liquid over your chest. Drops of bittersweet beverage run from your collar bones to your nipples and lower down your belly. He enjoys the way your body gets covered by such delicious elixir and gloats at your little squirms when the sake erect your nipples.

“I bet this tastes better from you” he mumbles, smearing the booze up and down your naked chest, touching with his palm your already sensitive skin. “K-kid…” you whine, biting your lip. “Oh, my bad… as a good gentleman you will have the first sip…” he says, and pours some into his own mouth, allowing some drops to fall through the commissure of his mouth.

He immediately seals his lips with yours, swapping the refreshing strong liquor in between a playful and aggressive tongue dance. God’s elixir you are tasting, so sinful and delicious from his mouth. For a second forgetting about being surrendered by your sleeping nakamas.

When Kid is satisfied with your kisses, and your lips have red lipstick smeared all over, he pushes you back, hitting your back against the table in front of him. He bathes you once again with some more sake and pounces into you.

Licking, sucking, biting, he uses your body as a cup from where he can drink all the sake he wants. You throw your head back, trying not to moan louder, not to scream when Kid bites your breasts, when his painted nails carve your skin or when his hips movements make his dick graze against your panties.

He grunts when you begin to trace circles with your hips in clear sign you need more, so much more from him… even with everybody around.

“You want more, huh? What do you want?”

“Y-yes… fuck me…” you purr, like a sweet little cat in heat.

“Fuck yes, baby” he says and as fast as he can, his throbbing dick gets freed from the yellow pants he always wears.

He jerks off a little before penetrating you, while he sees you drink more and more of that delicious sake straight from the bottle. “Good. Fucking. Girl” he grunts with each stroke, drizzling precum on your thighs.

You feel dizzy, maybe because of the alcohol, maybe because of the anticipation of his big member being forced inside you in a matter of seconds. A pleasure so needed, and the addition of the arousal that brings being discovered by any of your crew mates at any moment.

Kid lets go of his dick and takes the bottle off your hands. He takes a big chug and puts it next to your face over the table. He stands up, placing your back better over the table and spreading your legs just enough so you can take him all inside.

“Don’t forget to moan louder” he jokes, looking at his unconscious friends. And inside he goes, first just the tip, so hard he didn’t even need to guide it inside. He moves just enough to graze your entrance and a little more, not deep at all. He kills you with the superficial motion, offering his fingers for you to bite while suppressing your whines.

And just when it is too good for you to handle, he lets himself slide deep, deep, deep inside your walls. “Fuck, Captain” you shout, making some of the guys move a little from their deadly positions while sleeping. Kid puts your left leg over his shoulder, just so he can fuck you deeper and with a hammering, pumping motion he takes you to heaven.

The red haired hand covers your mouth, enjoying the way you beg for him to help you muzzle your moaning and feral grunts. “Ups, you are gonna… wake. Up. Our. Nakamas” he says, marking each point with a violent thrust. You carve your nails on his forearm and close your eyes, inevitably showing your lover you are about to burst.

“Take a little more of this delicious sake, my sweet bitch” he says, and pouring some more into your mouth, he gives you the last blow. You come, squirming under his body, feeling his pulsating dick so into your womb, filling you up with a beasty grunt some seconds after.

You rest there, sticky but ecstatic for some minute while Kid also recovers. He smirks at you, so ready for the second round. “Let’s go clean ourselves up and keep with this, we got all night to celebrate…”