Rai :)

pervert!Toji who uses a polaroid picture of you two together from a get together with friends to get off sometimes.

pervert!Toji who loves watching you eat and loves bringing you your favorite snacks to your job without telling you, watching you wrap your pretty mouth around the sweets, wishing it was him in your mouth instead.

pervert!Toji who always offers to pick you up from work, your scent getting stronger and stronger in his car, as a small, barely noticeable wet spot starts to form on his jogging pants from his tip leaking at just the smell of you.

pervert!Toji who jacks off the moment you get out the car, not even bothering to pull off from in front of your house, his cock throbbing and his chest heaving, moaning your name over and over, then driving home in a hot sticky mess.

pervert!Toji who can't have a full conversation with you without feeling the need to cum, every time you address him by name his cock pulsates, every time you whine about work or pout about the weather outside, he has to imagine you whining and pouting while his cock is pressed against your cervix.

pervert!Toji who always calls you right before you go to bed, your voice tired, you're barely able to form complete sentences, just so he can get off to the sound of your soft and silky voice, asking you as many questions as he can, questions you've answered time and time again, so he can get you talk until he finishes.

pervert!Toji who shows up at your house unannounced per usual, knowing where you keep the spare key, with bags full of your favorite snacks and instant ramen (he stole all of it), not expecting you to be walking around the house in a cropped tank top and panties.

pervert!Toji who is shocked but happy by your little reaction to his arrival, you two have known each other for a while, so you didn't really think much of him seeing you like this, he waltzes right into your house all time, you're just usually at work.

pervert!Toji who's palming himself under your dining room table as you two talk about little things, staring at your nipples as your voice becomes background noise, you obviously see what he's doing and you decide to see how bad he wants you,

"you like watching me, huh, Toji?" you ask innocently, "you wanna watch me do something else?"

pervert!Toji who immediately pulls his length from his jogging pants following your question, as you climb on you dining table and spread your legs wide in front of him

pervert!Toji who begs you to tell him what to do while you rub yourself through your panties, his chest heaving while pumps his self in your dining chair, eye level with your pretty pussy.

"No, you tell me how bad you wanna fuck me, Toji, tell me how bad you wanna be inside me" you order the disheveled man in front of you as he starts to come undone from your request.

pervert!Toji who moans and whimpers as you grab a fistful of his hair and guide his head between your legs, sticking his tongue out on instinct as you grinding your clothed heat across his tongue.

pervert!Toji who immediately cums from what little taste he's gotten of you and begs you to let him make you feel good, pushing your panties to the side and lapping his tongue between your folds, sucking and drooling all over your clit.

pervert!Toji whose still hard as a rock, your moans and griding against his tongue already building another knot in the pit of his stomach.

pervert!Toji tries to take the lead but you get down from the table and lead him to the couch by the hem of his jogging pants, his cock a dripping mess, covered from his previous climax, pushing him down on the couch only to sit next to him, using your middle finger to line gently run circles up and down and around his tip.

pervert!Toji whose whimpers and moans are getting louder as you tease his tip, begging you to once again let him be between your legs. Seeing as that's what he wants more than anything, you make him sit there and beg, telling him to wait right there as you go in your room and grab your vibrator, bringing it back to the living room and plopping back on the couch next to Toji.

pervert!Toji whose body begins to twitch and jolt from the vibration you've set on his pulsating cock, pulling it way and placing it on his tip over and over.

"you want to cum? hm? Tough guy, you talk sooooo much shit everyday, now look at you~" you giggle, taking in the sight of the big, burly, oh-so-scary Toji, now a whimpering mess on your couch.

You pull the toy away again and push pervert!Toji flat on his back on the couch, mounting yourself on his face, facing his throbbing cock and placing the vibrator back a on his tip.

pervert!Toji sucks, licks and tongues your sopping wet cunt like it's the last time he'll ever get to touch you, causing you to grind on his face and loosen your grip on the vibrator, eventually letting it fall as you get closer to your climax.

"T- Toji I'm g- gonna cum" you whined.

pervert!Toji sticks his tongue out while you grind it against it, landing a few smacks here and there on your ass, letting you ride out your climax as you come undone on top of him, damn near waterboarding him in the process, covering his face in your juices.

pervert!Toji who cums immediately after you, the feeling of you using his face to finish and ride out your high sent him over the edge completely.

college professor!Kizaru who notices you on the first day of class, and can't help but fumble over the syllabus whenever he glances over at you.

college professor!Kizaru who always calls on you even when you don't raise your hand, just so he can hear your voice.

college professor!Kizaru who unfortunately gets a slight chub whenever you speak to him directly, you're just asking a simple question about the lesson plan.

college professor!Kizaru who notices your skirts getting shorter and shorter and has to excuse himself once or twice throughout class to go to the bathroom and calm himself down.

college professor!Kizaru who loves the way you look at him when he decides to loosen his tie and take off his suit jacket during class, the way you stare at his body, his dress shirt barely containing his physique, drives you insane.

college professor!Kizaru who comes to class late every once in awhile because he wakes up with his cock hard thinking about you and can't start his teaching duties until it goes away.

college professor!Kizaru who claims your grades are starting to slip and offers to "tutor" you after class the following day, you checked your grades and they look just fine, he just wanted to get you alone and all to himself.

you decide to wear your favorite mini skirt and thinnest fabric you have to wear up under them, hoping to give college professor!Kizaru easy access.

college professor!Kizaru who is too distracted to help you tutor, he just hands you an answer key and makes you "study" it, palming himself through his pants under the desk.

During your tutoring session you decide to bend over to "get something " out of your bag, stripping away college professor!Kizaru's last bit of resolve.

college professor!Kizaru who picks you up and sets you on his desk, your tight cunt eye level with his hungry eyes, mocking you for wearing something so slutty knowing you were "studying" with him today.

"Now now… you should almost be ashamed of yourself sweet girl… you might as well have come in here naked" he muses as he pushes up your skirt and pushes your legs wide open for him and only him to see.

college professor!Kizaru sitting down in his chair, freeing his throbbing cock from it's confinement, strokes himself and "tutors" you on how to touch yourself while he watches,

"good girl~ spit on your fingers and rub that pretty pussy for me beautiful…"

college professor!Kizaru who loves watching you beg and whine for him to give you his cock, making you sit there and play with yourself while he gets off.

college professor!Kizaru who pulls you off the desk by your hair and throws you across his lap, taking is tie off and tying your wrists together behind your back, followed by two large fingers being shoved into your tight cunt knuckle deep, bringing his other hand down and landing a large smack on your ass.

college professor!Kizaru who moves his fingers at such a pace, causing you to cry and squirm, inadvertently trying to wiggle your way off him,

"You tryin' to get away from me angel? You keep movin' like that and I'll stop… I'll never touch you again." He threatens, though he didn't mean it, he doesn't have the self-control to stay away from you, "now make a mess for me pretty girl… I'll give you an A+ if you make a mess all over my fingers~"

as you come undone on his fingers, covering his calloused hand and starched suit pants in your juices, college professor!Kizaru picks you up and slightly bends you over his desk, guiding his throbbing cock to your entrance.

college professor!Kizaru who presses your thighs together and uses your juices to glide himself between your slit, already feeling himself getting close, hitting your clit on and off in the process, slowly bringing you to another climax.

college professor!Kizaru who doesn't have a condom on him at the moment, so he has to refrain from shoving his throbbing cock inside you and tearing you apart.

unfortunately for college professor!Kizaru, you were very vocal about what you wanted from him, as you begin begging him over and over to breed you,

"p- please c- come inside me professor" you whined as you could feel his cock throbbing between your slit, still hitting your sweet bundle of nerves.

college professor!Kizaru who was already close, couldn't handle the request from his favorite student and shoves himself inside your puffy pussy, immediately releasing hot ropes of his seed inside you.

You hadn't seen him over the last week, and when he finally returned, he was a completely different man. his eyes look tired and empty, his shoulders are drooping, his admirals coat barely staying up on his shoulders, his signature yellow glasses nowhere to be seen.

You leave him to his business and head to find Vice Admiral Doll, asking her what happened, but Sakazuki overhears your conversation and butts in, "He had to kill a friend today." He informs coldly, then walks away. Doll adds that they were at egghead, once you put two and two together, you realize they're talking about Vegapunk.

"Where's Sentomaru?" You ask concerned, feeling something rising up in your chest. No one has an answer on your nephew's location.

You storm down the hall towards Kizaru's office, swinging his door open, with little to no reaction from him. You walk in slowly with your head down and shut the door behind you. Kizaru looks up at you, his eyes puffy and face dried with tears. You can't imagine how he's feeling but… you also can't believe he has the nerve to feel that way.

You walk up to his desk, refusing to look him in the eye, "Y/N I-"

you interrupt his sentence with a right hook to his jaw. Knocking the large admiral out of his chair. "Are you fucking kidding me?" you snarled. "The nerve of you to sit here crying, Kizaru, YOU DID IT. Akainu just told me, you did it. What the fuck are you crying for?"

"I had to-" He starts,

"You didn't have to do shit. You're the strongest motherfucker here regardless of your title, you got the power to just say fucking "no", Kizaru. Vegapunk, he- that was your friend. I mean why'd you bother introducing me like we were all gonna be some big happy family if you had planned on killing-"

"I didn't want to kill him." He interrupts, his voice trembling, his hands shaking. You understand this isn't the best time to berate him, but you also genuinely can't understand why he would do something like this.

"You didn't want to? Then why the fuck did you?!" You shout, "because you were told to? You just follow any fuck ass order blindly, even if it means killing someone you care about? Well fuck Kizaru remind me not to get on your bad side. Where the fuck is your nephew, Kizaru? Huh? You kill him too?"

"NO." He shoots back, seemingly offended that you would ask that.

"Well don't get pissy with me now! I had to make sure since you just outside killin' friends and family!" You feel your chest getting tight, tears start to swell in your eyes. Kizaru introduced you to Vegapunk a few years ago… such a sweet old man. Smartest man in the world and all he wanted was to make things better for everyone. He could've been some mad scientist or something, you bet the elders would've left him alone if he was.

You stand there looking down at your admiral… You never thought he'd go this far. Unbeknownst to most marines, Kizaru is such a sweet man, knowing him the way you do you never thought he'd follow such an order.

Kizaru, still on the floor, leaning back against the wall, breathing heavy, his chest heaving… you two sit in silence for a moment, until you finally break, "W- Why would you- wait where… where is Kuma? Bonney? Oh my god Kizaru you killed her too?"

"I made sure they got away!" He snaps, "I never planned to hurt her, or Kuma. When I saw that boys form, that new form, I knew he'd get them out safely. All this time… Kuma had been right all this time. I had to do something..." He trails off.

You stand there confused for a moment, not understand his motive or his resolve… finally raising your head, and your eyes meet the banner behind Kizaru's desk.

'UNCLEAR JUSTICE'

"Kizaru…" your voice finally softens, "Let- let me ask you something."

He raises his head to look at you, tears falling down your face as you fix your mouth to ask something you were terrified to know the answer to.

"If at any point... St.Saturn or Akainu, or any other higher up ordered you... to... kill me... would you do it?" you ask, voice cracking towards the end.

Your heart sinks as you force the question out. You love Kizaru... and over the last 2 years that you've worked with him; he's reciprocated those feelings albeit shyly.

"Does your unclear justice make your feelings for me unclear as well?" you ask the broken man in front of you.

Nothing. He drops his head, his breathing has calmed but now his mind is racing, "Do you think I would?" He asks sincerely, he doesn't want you to think of him as some mindless murderer, he loves you with everything he has left inside him.

"Noted." You say flatly. Unfortunately for him, his question sounded as if he was avoiding your question, which to you was him basically saying "yes, I would.", though that's not what he was saying at all. This is a bad time for things to be getting misconstrued.

You turn to leave, and he before he can stop you, you've vanished, he forgot you can move just as fast as he can. He runs out to the scaffold, looking around, panicking. His chest begins to heave again, he feels like his body his splitting in two. His eyesight is blurry, brain foggy. You were all he had to come home to, only thing he had to look forward to seeing.

He doesn't want Sakazuki's half-assed apologies. As a matter of fact if he were to see Sakazuki right now… things wouldn't go well.

He stumbles backwards back into his office, eyes shut tight, his legs giving out, he can't breathe.

For the next week few weeks, every morning, before you head into work you've been stressing about what to wear, and what perfume to spray, and what color lipstick to keep on your person. Everyday you've decided to wear some variation of plain button up dress shirt and a pencil skirt and heels to match, instead of your usual two-piece suit you have in various colors. Convincing yourself the sudden change in clothes is totally not so you can leave an impression on Kizaru.

"Ugh, I need to go shopping." you mumbled, realizing you actually don't have a lot of options in your closet.

You've been taking mission after mission, though most of them small, you've been able to gather some intel here and there, gain access to heavily secured locations. You even got to see the notorious Impel Down, which had even more security following the Summit War debacle. Amazed that anyone was able to break in or out of here. Luffy really is something.

As the days and weeks, now almost 3 months go by, you always get to work, take a seat at your desk, and try your hardest to get things done, but the longer you sit there the more you fail to bring yourself to concentrate. You get a phone call and hope it's Kizaru. You get a knock on your office door and hope it's Kizaru.

There're days you go when you don't see him at all, but you would've thought you hadn't seen him in years. Like a wife waiting for her husband to return from war. You figured you had some liking towards him but that night, after he brought you home you didn't think you'd get off to the thought of him so easily. You didn't think you'd be waiting for him at work every day since then.

One afternoon, on a slower day, you decide to get out of your office to head down to the main grounds, walking past Akainu's office in the process, which had been moved further up the hall after Sengoku announced his stepping down from Fleet Admiral, the position was then given to Akainu. Which means you had to answer to him.

"Regardless of who she is, and I'm not sayin' this because it's her, Kizaru… You shouldn't get involved with a woman right now, not this far into your career, your justice is already unclear enough. I- We, don't want you getting even more unclear. Do not let her distract you, do not let a woman, or anyone for that matter, get in between you and the job you have to do. Keep any and all personal feelings out of it." He said coldly.

"Hm…. so, what are you trying to suggest?" Kizaru questioned.

"She's an adult and so are you, you two don't need to chaperone each other's missions. You handle your business; she can handle hers. If either of you need back up during a mission, there's plenty of soldiers and vice admirals at your disposal. From here on out, do your missions separate." Akainu explained. Kizaru stood to the side of him, his brows slightly furrowed, a small frown on his face at the idea of having to separate himself from you.

"Ah… Understood." Kizaru nodded.

You should've kept walking but, though he claims otherwise, you felt Akainu's "concern" was more of a personal gripe. You whooped his ass your first day here, he's still mad about it. Hearing Kizaru agree so quickly hurt your feelings a bit. But at the same time, it's not like you two are an item or anything. You made googly eyes at each other every once in a while. That's it.

"If you think I'm here to distract any of you, you must not have heard what I said when I got here. I know I hit you a few times, but I didn't think I knocked your comprehension skills off kilter." You snapped from Akainu's office doorway, and as you stepped into his office, Kizaru turned his head away from your gaze and walked out.

Little did you know that Kizaru's "unclear justice" applied even to you. He does as he's told. You didn't think he had such a weak backbone…

You turned back to Akainu after watching Kizaru leave, "Who are you to tell another grown man who he can and can't associate with? You're still that upset about that beat down I gave you that you have to try to severe any personal connections I make?" You accused.

"It has nothing to do with that." He responded calmly, "you made your goal loud and clear. To tear the system down from the inside out. In order to do that, you have to make connections. What makes you think I'd let you get close to our strongest Admiral, just for you to what? Turn him against us? My first act of Fleet Admiral was to send you on your way but I can't sit here and claim I don't agree with Sengoku when it comes to your strength…"

He paused, "If you were to join the opposite side, you would be a problem for the marines, the elders, and the Celestial Dragons. Only reason I'm letting you stay in the marines is to avoid that. I could care less about personal feelings, and Kizaru knows this, and now you do too." He finished.

"Honestly, if you plan on tearin' us down... you shouldn't get close to anyone either. You've gotten awfully friendly with a lot of folks here, not just Kizaru… don't see how you've had any time to enact your new world order, when you're walkin' around here playing pretend all day." he added.

You suck your teeth in frustration, "Mind your fuckin' business. If anyone here were to turn against you, I promise the blame wouldn't be on me. It just means they've been wanting to do it, and now they have a proper reason." You retort as you turn around and storm out of his office.

Deciding to block out everything he just said, you walk down the hall to Kizaru's office and poke your head in the door to see if he's there. He is.

Sitting at his desk, chair facing the west wall of his office. You're not sure what to say.

"Kizaru-kun?" you whispered.

Nothing. He didn't even turn his head to look at you.

"Me and Doll were headed to that marine bar you and Garp frequent later tonight, you wanna join us?" You asked nervously. For some reason, you had a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach.

"I have-" he clears his throat, still not turning his chair forward or even turning his head in your direction, "some things I have to take care of tonight. You two enjoy your night" he said flatly.

"Oh. Okay." You replied and walked back to your office. Had you stayed a second longer you might have started crying. You two had been spending a lot of time together, though it never went pass the occasional flirting, heavy eye contact and slight brush of the hand. You've been an Admiral for almost 3 months, and the company you've kept for majority of those 3 months have been split between Kizaru and Doll.

You didn't exactly catch the disdain on Kizaru's face when he was told to separate himself from you. So, to you, it's like… he was just humoring you over these 3 months. He's never spoken to you so flatly, he's never passed up a chance to make eye contact with you, and you didn't think it would bother you so much.

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You reach your office and leave the door cracked, in hopes he'd walk by and say something, or even stop and stare at you. Even for a second. You sat there for 2 hours. Nothing. He would've come by now. You call Doll, trying your best not to sound so distraught by the idea of your dear Kizaru disregarding your invite, "H-hey, are on a mission right now? If not, c- can you come to my office." You ask her quietly, holding back tears.

Before you can get a chance to think about it anymore Doll is at your door. You keep your head down for a moment, feeling that if you were to look at her you wouldn't be able to hold your tears back.

"Y/N? You okay sweetie?" She asked softly.

"No." You pout as you look up and the tears begin to steam down your face.

"Oh, sweet pea, what's the matter?" She's coos, walking over to you and wrapping her arms around you, caressing your shoulder.

"A- Akainu t- told Kiz- Kizaru not to t- talk to me any- anymore" You sobbed. "a- and I went t- to go talk to h- him anyway, and h- he wouldn't even loo- look at me!"

"Oh, sweetie I'm so sorry. Akainu's a bitter old fart anyway." She whispered.

You hadn't noticed that the moment you started to cry, the once blue sky outside your office window was now completely covered with an overcast of dark clouds, and it had started to rain. The harder you cried, the harder it rained. Doll noticed it though; she decided not to say anything for the time being.

As you sobbed in your friend's arms, Kizaru was headed down the hallway to leave for a mission, having to pass your room in the process. As he passed by, he heard your crying, and he heard the reason behind it. Then he heard Doll, "Hey hey now, listen, if Admiral Kizaru wants to let people control who talks to that's on him. You're a pretty young lady, there's plenty of strong-willed men on this base and across the four blue's that can think for themselves."

As your crying subsides, you nod with her in agreement, though, you could care less about any other marine. Or any other man. But the very fact that you could care less about them is what snaps you out of it. You sit up from Doll's embrace and look up at her with a perplexed look. Not because of anything she said, but why are you hung up over a 50 something year old who can't make his own decisions?

"You're right" You sniffled, wiping the tears from your face, "Fuck him." you spat.

Kizaru, hearing this, keeps walking, feeling defeated. He didn't want you to feel that way, and he couldn't argue with the fact that he follows orders without much refusal.

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You and Doll clock out and head to the marine bar. To your surprise, once you enter, you feel those eyes on you again and in your peripheral, and Mr. Borsalino Busybody sits in the corner of the bar, seemingly trying to blend in with Sengoku and Garp.

Ignoring his pathetic attempt at getting your attention, you've decided that if his justice is that unclear that he can't decide who he can and cannot talk to, you won't talk at all. He had hoped you would at least look his way, the nerve of him, when he couldn't bring himself to look at you earlier.

You and Doll sit front and center at the bar. You turn on your bar stools to face each other while waiting for your drinks. Knowing Kizaru's eyes were still on you, you unbutton the top 3 buttons of your dress shirt and untuck the bottom a bit followed by a loud sigh of relief, mimicking a moan. Your chest was glowing under the warm bar lights, and your skirt was hugging your hips and your thighs tighter than usual.

Kizaru felt himself losing his composure already. You two were so easy for each other.

But you swore to yourself you wouldn't fall so easily again, since he can be swayed against you with a single command. You begrudgingly came to terms with the idea that Akainu may have had a point; that you two were just distractions for each other.

You had a goal, Kizaru had a job, your stances on "justice" and on the world government contradicted each other, at least on the surface, since Kizaru's justice has yet to be clarified.

You and Doll sit there and talk about the missions you've taken over the last week or so, while doing so, Aokiji walks in. Doll sees him and waves him over, since you've yet to meet him.

He was away on a long-term mission when you joined. "Admiral Aokiji Sir! Over here! This is Admiral Y/N, she joined the marines while you were away. You should hear how she did it."

The both of you giggled as you turned to get off your stool so you could introduce yourself formally, but Aokiji stops you, Kizaru watching the interaction from the back corner of the bar.

"My my, what do we have here~? Admiral Y/N you say? Beautiful name for a beautiful lady, with a beautiful body" He hummed as he scanned you from head to toe, he followed up his compliments with a soft kiss on the back of your hand. Man, that pissed Kizaru off.

You laughed at how straightforward the man in front of you was being, your laugh carried to the back of the bar, making Kizaru's heart flutter. Genuine music to his ears, but he wasn't happy it was another man that caused it.

You let your hand rest in Aokiji's, "Thank you~" you beamed, "Aren't you sweet? You joinin' us for a drink tonight?" You asked innocently, knowing Kizaru was listening, his glare burning a hole through you. Part of you wanted him to get up and interrupt the interaction. You wanted him to show some backbone.

Kizaru decided he'd handle you once you leave the bar, though.

"I'd love to join you beautiful ladies, I gots to run through some paperwork though." He pouts, but he does stand beside you and talk for a minute, asking surface questions, making you laugh with his straightforwardness, he also buys you and Doll a few more drinks. The more he makes you laugh the more you catch yourself placing your hand on his shoulder to keep yourself from falling over.

Upon seeing this, Kizaru stands up quickly, to Garp and Sengoku's surprise, and walks over to where his woman is getting comfy with another man. He clears is throat, prompting Aokiji to turn around, "Ohhhh~ Kizaruu~" Aokiji says slurring his words, "Haven't seen you inna couple months" throwing his arm around Kizaru, he turns back to you, "Y/N-chan, have you met this guy sin- since you've been here?" He hiccups, pointing at the big man in yellow.

"Mhm" you say quickly, turning your body slightly away from the two admirals and directing your attention back to Vice Admiral Doll. Kizaru smacks his teeth quietly, trying to hide his irritation behind those signature yellow sunglasses, "Aokiji-kun… you've had a bit much to drink, huh?" Kizaru asks his drunken colleague, but before he can get answer you interrupt, reaching your hand out and grabbing Aokiji by his tie and pulling him back into you and Doll's space, "Have one more drink with us~" You pout, pulling his tie hard enough his head falls straight onto your breasts.

You take the opportunity and caress the top of his head cooing and speaking softly about how the nights still young and he should stay a bit longer.

Doll's eyes widened, her eyes darting back and forth between you and Kizaru, knowing what your motive was for this overly friendly behavior, but still visibly shocked that you did it.

Aokiji melts into your chest, as Kizaru grinds his jaw, wanting so badly to throw Aokiji through the wall, take you back to your office and fuck you through the desk. But he also realizes that he made this bed, now he has to lay in it. But he doesn't plan on laying in it for long.

Aokiji hums as he rests his body weight up against you, musing how sweet you smell, too intoxicated to notice the death stare from Kizaru.

"I smell sweet?" You ask innocently, "Well thank you, I've never gotten that before~"

Yes you have. A few weeks back Kizaru let it slip that you smelled of a sweet dessert, in a pathetic but cute attempt at flirting, he mused on and on about how you smelled like a sugar-coated cookie or cotton candy.

Aokiji manages to stand himself up straight, trying to keep his eyes open, he places his hand on your cheek, "You really are gorgeous" He slurred. You decided to grab his hand kiss his palm, causing Doll to choke on her drink a little, "Thank you" you replied softly, as you made eye contact with Kizaru.

"Hm. Admiral Y/N, can I speak to you outside for a moment?" Kizaru asks with a fake smile plastered across his face.

"No." You reply flatly, without lifting a finger off Aokiji.

Doll taps your foot with hers and nods her head in Kizaru's direction, urging you to go with him, she thinks you two are cute together.

You sigh, "Fine. But make it quick."

"Of course." Kizaru replies as if he doesn't have something planned the moment you step out the door.

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You two step outside the bar, the sky now scattered with stars, and the cool air hitting your chest, you move to button your shirt back up. Before you could make a move, Kizaru scoops you up, you blink, and you're in your office doorway. You sometimes forget that he moves at the speed of light.

He closes your door behind him, though not bothering to lock it, removes his admiral coat and makes his way to your desk, placing you on top of it and before you can protest what just happened, he locks his lips with yours. You pull away in shock, looking up at him and my god… his eyes. He looks so tired but so hungry.

"Now Kizaru… don't tell me you brought me here because of that little interaction with Aokiji. Seems a little backwards on your part, doesn't it? Obviously, you could care less about my feelings, now you want to get in yours?" You whisper sharply against his lips, keeping eye contact.

You push him back and attempt to slide off the table, but he grabs you and sets you back in position like you weighed no more than a dime.

"If making me jealous was the goal, you reached it. But you didn't need to go that far" He shot back, voice a little shaky, his face visibly frustrated.

"And you don't have to be such a bootlicking dog, I barely did anything" You spat, "Now let me go, Admiral. It's late, I have a mission in the morning." You say flatly, trying so hard to pretend that familiar knot wasn't starting to form in your stomach followed by a warm and throbbing feeling between your legs. He's so big. His lips felt so good against yours and you wanted to feel him on your other set of lips so bad.

"Now, now~ why would I let my beautiful lady go to bed angry at me? I can't have that~" His gaze now softer as he places a hand around your neck just below your chin, holding eye contact for a moment, scanning your face and landing his gaze on your lips once more before kissing you harder than the first time, "I'm so sorry I made you cry beautiful, that- that wasn't on purpose I- I thought for a moment maybe Akainu had a point but- I could care less about that" he explains.

"Let me make it up to you. I'll never ignore you again, pretty lady~"

As of now, the sweetness in his voice has your brain completely fogged with the idea of him on top of you so without further protest to his actions, you wrap your legs around him.

The kisses he landed already had him excited enough as it was but your legs around his body just sent him over entirely. He buries his head into your neck, planting small, wet kisses all over you, landing a final kiss on your ear lobe.

You didn't think something as small as a few kisses could make you melt so easily but it did. He moves his lips down to your shoulder, and bites down gently, eliciting a faint moan from you, causing him to bite down harder.

He pulls your body even closer, pooling your skirt up to your waist and pushing himself further between your legs, pressing his bulge up against your throbbing heat. You let out a whimper as you push your own hips up against his.

More music to his ears.

He scoops your legs up off the desk just a little, placing his hands on your lower back to keep you upright, so he can push his clothed erection against your pussy at a better angle, grinding his hips up against your clothed slit. It's not long before you start to hear a wet, sticky sound with each glide of his hips.

His suit pants gaining a visible wet spot, Kizaru hears it too, as if your body was telling him loud and clear how badly you needed him.

"Oh~ listen to that" he hums, "My sweet lady, you're so wet for me". He stops his hips and pulls back a bit, causing you to pout. "Patience~ I'm not going anywhere" he chuckles.

He then lowers himself down onto one knee, keeping your legs wrapped up in his arms, moving his hands from your back to your chest, groping and squeezing your tits as he places kisses over your drenched panties.

With every kiss, he pushes his nose up against your clit, causing shocks of pleasure to shoot through your body. You run your fingers through his short curls and inadvertently start bucking your hips up against his face. "Look how needy you are, you had such an attitude not even 5 minutes ago ~" He teases.

"Mhmm" you respond back. it's all you can manage. You haven't been touched in such a long time. You're always the one taking care of yourself when the time comes around. You were fairly busy back home, and you're even busier now, so you never really have time for stuff like this.

He frees one of his arms from your legs and uses a finger to slide your panties to the slide, slipping a finger up and down your wet folds, causing you to aggressively grind your hips up against his digit.

His hands are so big, his fingers are so long, and before you can think about his size any further, he slips a finger into your entrance, looking up at you to see your reaction to him shoving it knuckle deep, and what a sight it was for him. You inhaled harshly and moaned as your walls squeezed around his finger.

"My pretty girl, you're so tight" He hummed as he stood up, and slowly added another digit to the mix, gently pressing you flat back onto the desk, and then picking up the pace with his fingers.

You make eye contact with him as he watches you squirm, his eyes full of lust. "mmfuck, A- Admiral…" you moaned, as you turned your head to the side, squeezing your eyes shut as you feel an unbearable burning, knot build in your stomach, "K-Kiz...aru... I- I think I'm gonna c- cum." you managed to choke out between moans.

As soon as you get those words out, your den den mushi on your wrist rings. You gasp and sit up, forgetting where you were. Kizaru removes his fingers but doesn't remove himself from between your legs. Instead, he pushes you back down onto the desk, throws your legs over his shoulders, unbuttons his suit pants and pulls his throbbing length from its confinement. Before you can protest, he grabs your wrist with the den den mushi on it and answers it himself.

"Oii~ Hello hello, Admiral Y/N's office" He says non-nonchalantly. You try to snatch your wrist and the little snail away from him but he uses his other hand to move your panties to the side once more and begins to rub his fat, throbbing, dick up and down between your folds, making sure to side it across your clit until his balls hit up against the cleft of your ass, rendering you completely weak.

You look down and watch in a trance as he rubs your pussy relentlessly with his length, picking up the pace, hitting your clit on and off, covering him in your juices.

A faint "Admiral Kizaru?" you hear from the other end of the mushi, snapping you out of your trance. "I know you and Y/N were going outside to talk but, I don't see you two anywhere, is everything okay?" You heard a woman's voice on the other end of the call, it was Doll.

You were covering your mouth, so as not to make a noise that could be picked up by the transponder snail. Kizaru smirked and moved your wrist which the snail rested on and whispers "Uncover your mouth my sweet lady, let her hear you. I wanna hear you too~, let me hear how good you feel" He said sweetly, and before bringing the snail back within range of his voice, he sets your wrist down and rips your panties in half, "I'll buy you some more, okay sweet girl?"

The pace he's set between your legs and the sound of his voice aimed at you so sweetly, you've come to realize you love doing what he tells you. You uncover your mouth and let out moan after moan, "Kizaru p-please" you begged.

"Hmmm~ Please what? Tell me what you want, beautiful" He cooed.

"I- wanna cum, please. P-please, I-I'm so close" you whined.

You had already completely forgot your den den mushi was connected. Kizaru brings it back up to his face, Doll, who was still on the line quickly realized what was going on, "Ohhh. I'll leave you two to it then." You could hear the smile on her face as she hung up.

"Ooh~ they hung up, how rude~" he cooed sarcastically, now giving you his full attention, Kizaru gets back down on one knee, and slides his tongue across your sopping cunt. You squirm and cry, overstimulated from his tongue twirling around your bundle of nerves.

"You trying to get away from me?" He teased, "I'll let you go once you finish for me, sweetheart~. C'mon, make a mess for me", He begs and moans into your heat, adding two fingers to the mix once again with one hand, and pumping himself with the other.

You keep trying to escape from the pleasure, but Kizaru pulls you back into place each time, wanting you to finish before he does. He wraps his lips around your clit, hooking his fingers inside you, hitting a spot you never were able to reach on your own.

You feel a wave of ecstasy take over as you fill his mouth with your juices, squirting all over your desk and his clothes in the process. You whine and pout, you try to catch your breath, not really knowing what to do with your body at the moment, "That's my sweet lady~" he hums, stopping for a moment and standing back up, "You taste so good~" he muses.

He takes his dick in his hands and starts rubbing his tip between your sopping wet folds, pumping himself, placing his free hand on your stomach, firmly pressing down to keep you in place and hoping to push you to another climax while he pushes himself to his own.

You cry out in pleasure and tears start to fall from your eyes. He loved that sight of that. He so badly wants to shove himself inside you, but if he did, he wouldn't be able to get himself off of you for the rest of the night. His movement starts to get a little sloppy, his eyes have gotten glossy and he throws his head back and lets out a throaty moan.

The sound ignited something in you, hearing that moan and seeing his face covered in your juices. You wanted to make him feel just as good as he made you feel. You put your legs together and pull them closer to your head, so that your drenched cunt was angled in the air.

Kizaru, who caught on instantly, quickly unbuttons the rest of his shirt, leans over your body and pumps himself between your legs, dick sliding back and forth across your pussy, being careful as not to slide it inside, though he wants to so badly. "s'that feel g-good baby?" you managed through your own moans, "You gonna cum for me? P-Please c-cum for me, Kizaru."

That did it. "mhmm, feels s- so good my sweet girl." He chokes out bucking his hips violently up against yours, "can I cum in you? hm? can I pretty lady?" he begs, as loud, wet, and sticky sounds echo through your office, followed by Kizaru's melodic moans as you nod a yes to his request.

He wraps an arm around you, lifting you into the air and using his other hand to line himself at your entrance shoving himself inside you, causing a nearly breathless, throaty moan to leave your lips.

He only gives you a few seconds to adjust before he starts to slam his hips into yours. This time turning around and laying you on the couch behind him, burying his head into your neck, sloppily pounding you into the velvet piece of furniture as you claw at his body, feeling yourself reaching another climax.

He feels you tightening around his pulsating length and whispers sweet nothings in your ear, "You gonna cum with me, beautiful? Hm~? You're doing such a good job, you know that? You're taking all of me so well" he whispers.

You don't have the brain power to process a response. There's nothing in your mind but Kizaru's sweet words, pushing you to another climax. He slows his pace but pounds harder than before, placing his body weight into each stroke. Tears begin to form in your eyes as you feel another climax coming.

He lifts his head, planting soft kisses across your face, then pushing himself up right, and pushing your knees back on either side of your head, continuing his slow, rough strokes. "I'm so sorry my sweet girl" he grunted softly, "You forgive me, don't you? Hm? You forgive me angel?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck, I forgive you, please K- Kizaru, I- I can't take it, please" you whined.

Unbeknownst to you, he's doing everything in his power to prolong this. He wants to make you cum so many times. He's been holding in his cum this entire time. He wanted to cum when he saw how wet you were the first round.

"Oh, oh K- Kizaru, p- please, I- I'm cumming" you squealed, digging your nails into his arms, looking up at him with your mouth agape and eyes half-closed and hazy, as he watched your tits bounce and your legs shake while he slammed into you relentlessly, wet slapping noises filling your office even more, as he watched you come undone up under him.

"That's it sweet lady… t- that's what I w- wanted, good girl~" He stuttered along with his hips, his dick ramming against your cervix, he suddenly stops, pulling out and flipping you over, your face pressed down into the couch cushion.

You feel one of his hands on your ass as he kneels down and uses the other hand to spread your lips open, digging his face into your dripping cunt, before positioning his dick back at your entrance.

He shoves himself inside you, and you feel his hand wrap around your throat as he pulls your body up against his, as he turns and places himself on the couch where you just were, switching positions once again. Keeping himself inside while you sit on his lap, you throw your head back against his shoulder, your back pressed up against his chest, as he watches you lose yourself in pleasure.

You're the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.

He bucks his hips sloppily, one if his hands holding up your leg while the other is still wrapped around your throat.

"You feel so fucking good my sweet lady," He moans. You dig your nails into his legs as he manages a few more thrusts before you feel hot liquid shooting inside you, he pulls out and half of it gets on your thighs.

He turns you around to face him, sliding himself back inside your throbbing cunt and holding you in place.

"We're gonna stay just like this for a bit~, okay?" He whispers as you lay limp up against his chest, and he reaches over and grabs his admirals coat he had set down earlier, draping it over the two of you as you both try to catch your breath.

"Y/N... can you do something for me?" Kizaru asks suddenly. You nod weakly, not really being able to move.

"Watch yourself." He said flatly, "Please don't let another man touch you like that again, okay, my sweet lady? I don't want to have to act out of character." he finished, switching back to his soft, sweeter tone.

You nod weakly again, secretly loving the sudden mafia-like attitude coming from Mr. Non-nonchalant.

You two had been in your office longer than expected, you kept getting calls through your den den, your colleagues wondering where you were, but you were too weak to answer and Kizaru was already snoring too loud to care.

You couldn't believe what you were reading. You stood there in the sea of locals and journalist, unable to move a muscle, tears pouring down your face without you even realizing, a few bystanders in the crowd who were reading the same paper you were, started to notice and wondered why you'd be so torn up about this. They're pirates. It's what they deserve. You heard a few whispers of "Who cries over a few pirates being killed…?" and "I can't believe the marines actually did it… what's gonna happen now?". The longer you stare at the newspaper before you, the more your knees start to give out. Your chest feels tight, you start to feel lightheaded, you feel the weight of grief taking you down further and further, but stop yourself from toppling over at the last second.

"No way… there's… t- there's no way…" You managed to choke out between your tears. "Ace… there's a hole… in Ace's… there's no way… He wouldn't, he p- promised we'd see each other again. And his little brother… he had to sit there and watch…"

Despite your best efforts, you still end up dropping to your knees, newspaper floating down onto the ground before you. You felt a painful cry welling up in your throat, but before you could let it out an unfathomable rage took over you.

You knew the World Gov't was corrupt, you've seen the way the Celestial Dragons treated pirates and commoners alike, you wouldn't ever in your life agree with it, no matter the crime and you'd do anything to stop it. Your already established hatred for the Gov't and the marines kept you from realizing a route that you could take to stop it all. Tear all of it down.

Join the marines.

The very thought of it made you sick, but it was the only other way you could think of. Sure you could become a pirate but that'll bring too many targets on your back at once, Marines, World Gov't and other pirates. If you joined the marines and established your own form of "justice"… you could make plenty allies, have more access to marine intel, work your way to the higher ups, even if it meant paying off a few people here and there.

Unbeknownst to the people around you at the moment, you had a devil fruit power, but you hadn't been here in Sabaody for that long, and since you stay out of trouble, you haven't had to use it. Back home, on Solara, the "Sunrise island" or "Island of the Sun" in the north blue, you and your bloodline, were blessed by Ohirume herself, not needing a devil fruit to exonerate intense, earth shattering power. Luckily for you, you got your hands on a devil fruit anyway. The "shizen shizen no mi" , the Mother Nature fruit. With you not being all that combat active, you've never really gotten to see your fruit's full power.

"I can't believe I finally leave home after 5 years and this is the first thing that welcomes me." You uttered as you wipe your tears away.

With a heavy heart, you decided to go to the marine base, and ask the highest in command present how you could join. All of the admirals and Vice admirals were still at Marineford, even most of the other high ranking petty officers were out, so you would have to wait til the summit war blew over, which would have happened a bit sooner, had not Ace's little brother Luffy shown up at Marineford, seemingly sending a message, you don't know to who though or what it meant.

"Good on you Luffy… Ace… your sacrifice wasn't in vain, you really saved his life". You thought to yourself.

You overheard a few marines discuss going into Marineford to help rebuild and clean up all the damage that had been done during the war. "Ugh… I really don't feel like sneaking onto a marine ship." Of course, you did it anyway. You blitzed your way to the top of the ship, and hid up on the crows nest, oddly enough, for whatever reason, no marine was positioned there.

The ocean wind hit your skin as you stowed away, headed towards Marineford. Outside the circumstances, it was a beautiful day. The sky was cerulean, blue, were snow white and the ocean waves gave a relaxing, soothing sound as they moved the ship along.

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You arrive at Marineford and take in all the damage. Wow. It doesn't seem like either side won to be completely honest.

"I need to find an admiral" You thought, hopping off the boat, to the shock of a few straggling marines. You looked official in your own right, so some assumed you were someone here on business, others questioned if they should let you walk so casually towards the broken marine base structure. You look up and see a few lower officers discussing something along with a man who towered over them by at least 3 feet easily. His beard in a braid, and his hair almost a perfect circle, with a white coat draped over his shoulders. He must be an Admiral, but you came here wanting to ask a specific admiral. Akainu Sakazuki… Ace's killer. You saw his picture in the news report, so there's no mistaking him.

You slid past another marine and took his hat, before he can turn around, you're already at the scaffold standing beside the man with the braided beard, you soon realize who he is once you get a closer look, Fleet Admiral Sengoku, who was covered in bandages. There's a door open nearby, you peep your head around the edge of the door and then you see him. That's him. Without a doubt that's that sick bastard, Akainu.

You position your somewhat small frame in the incredibly wide shoji screen-like doorway, and stepped onto sage green tatami style flooring, you Akainu with an obnoxious "MARINE" plastered on the wall behind him.

You take a glance to the left where another man also draped in a white coat sits on a navy-blue green couch, drinking what seems to be whiskey in small glass, or maybe the size of his hands made it look small. He legs were ridiculously long, hands like a giant, another very large admiral, sporting a yellow striped suit. He brings the cup of whiskey down from his lips and then it clicks, "That's the light guy from Sabaody… I don't remember his name though… wait. I don't have to reminisce right now; I'll learn names and faces later…" You thought to yourself.

You clear your throat loud enough for Akainu to hear, you two immediately lock eyes, as you sneer at him from up under the marine hat you stole earlier. You hear an amused "Hmmm, and who do we have here~?" from the big guy in the yellow, but you ignore him. You walk up to the desk where Akainu is sitting and take off the marine hat.

"I want to join the marines." You commanded. "And I'm not asking."

Another "oooooh" leaves pinstripe's lips.

"Wow he's annoying." you thought as you side eyed the man to the left from where you stood, then quickly averting your eyes back to the dog in front of you.

"Ace and Whitebeard were close friends of mine." You started, to Akainu's shock and before he can retort you continue, "It's one thing to execute an evil man, a pirate who kills, steals, and plunders for the fun of it, but Ace was an inspiration to a lot of people, he had a goal. He helped a lot of people, him and Whitebeard both. Not only did you take his life, but you did so in front of his baby brother… Thank God he's alive." you said, knowing it could get up under the magma mutt's skin, "All that hard work, just for Straw Hat to live. Doesn't seem like you can really get the job done, does it? You'd rather kill a man who kept so many regions of the sea safe from war than put that energy into someone like Blackbeard. You let him trick you into letting him become a warlord, just so he can get what he wants, now he has two devil fruits, Whitebeard's devil fruit and even worse, now he's your enemy, how stupid can you all be?"

He stands up slowly, towering over you. "Who do you think you are talking to an admiral, like that you-"

"Let. me. join. the marines." You interrupted coldly. Not wavering, not showing a sign of intimidation or fear. Because in truth, you really aren't scared, although you never truly fought a day in your life, you knew that if it comes down to it you could take at least one of these guys down with you.

You slid your right foot back a few inches, straighten your back and raise your left hand, pointer finger extended, which is now only inches from Akainu's face. "Fight me, Akainu Sakazuki." You demand, to yellow suits surprise, as you heard a long and drawn out, almost drunk-like "ooooh ho ho how interesting." buzzing from the direction where he stood. "What's that guy's deal?" you thought.

"If I win, you give me an admiral position. Not low-ranking officer, not vice admiral. Admiral. First one to their hands and knees loses. The ford is already in pieces, won't make a difference if there's more damage." Akainu looks at you blankly, like he's trying to process how you had the gall to say what you just said. Sengoku was now in room, standing behind you, listening to the interaction.

"Name yourself." Akainu snarled.

"Fight. Me. First" you snarled back. "When I win. I'll establish my own sense of justice and rebuild this shithole of a system from the ground up. You don't stand for shit but a right to kill. You hide your true agenda behind a title. You used Ace's bloodline against him when he never claimed it in the first place." You then turn and point at Sengoku, "Whitebeard was his only father, I saw it with my own eyes, and heard him with my own ears, Ace never brought up Roger, not once. He couldn't give less of a shit about that man, and you used it against him anyway, you used every wild card you could think of because you know you're weak."

You turn back to Akainu, meeting his eyes once more, "Quit shielding yourself with that white flag on your back you call a symbol of justice and fight me. Or did Whitebeard do a number on you after all? I mean… it took multiple warlords, admirals, vice admirals, low ranking officers, giants and everything in between for you to beat Whitebeard, and if we're being honest… Blackbeard was the one to kill him, not you, you fucking coward."

Akainu makes his way from behind the desk, and walks past you without saying a word, heads outside the door to the scaffold, then jumping down to the main grounds of the ford, to the other marine's shock. They all look at him in disbelief and confusion wondering what he could possibly be doing causing such a dent in the ground while they're in the middle of rebuilding.

"Down here." He barks. You assume he was talking to you, so you jump down, landing a few feet away from him. The man in yellow stripes leisurely makes his way to the scaffold as well, looking down on the two of you, Sengoku and a few other marines on either side of him.

You glance over to the sea before you and Akainu separate a bit further and then turn to face each other. Before anyone can protest, you remind Akainu of the stakes, "If I win- when I win, I get an admiral position. Nothing less" he seemingly agrees and follows up your demand with a question, "and if you lose?"

"I won't." you rebuked.

You two duke it out as multiple marine crews, Admirals and Vice Admirals look on, shocked to see that Akainu hasn't… really gained… the upper hand? All of them surprised to see how much you're holding your own. You were obviously nowhere near the size of the admiral in front of you, and you didn't give off a devil fruit user vibe, so this fight wasn't going the way they expected. A battle of devil fruits, Haki, and brute strength.

"Is Akainu… holding back? Or she is just this strong? …Normally I'd be opposed to this, the "friend" of a pirate, joining the marines, but… if we were to let her go… if she were to join a pirate crew or establish her own… she'd be a bigger problem than Whitebeard, she's young so whatever reign she'd have on the sea, would last a long time. She's holding her own against our strongest admiral right now and she doesn't look like she'll waver any time soon, which means we wouldn't have many options to send after her should she decide to become an enemy. It's best we get her on our side now, whatever she deems as justice is on her own shoulders, as long as she isn't our enemy." Sengoku thought to himself… he pondered if he should stop the fight now and just give you what you want.

"AKAINU!" He exclaimed from the scaffold. Both you and Akainu stop and look up at the Admiral. You notice yellow suit, who you end up making direct eye contact with. His lazy eyes behind his yellow tinted glasses, don't really show any emotion, there's no shock, or disgust, or fear. He's just watching you, staring blankly, mouth slightly agape.

"Akainu, we'll stop this here. We need her." Sengoku echoes from above, "and you, with me, welcome to the marines. Let me show you your new office, admiral…?"

"Y/N" you say before turning back to Akainu, who was still looking at Sengoku, face full of disdain, but you? You had with the biggest grin on your face, "You weren't going to win anyway." You retort smugly, " 'preciate the duke out though, it was fun, see you around!" as you send yourself flying back to the scaffold.

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As you land, you catch glimpse of the large man in the yellow stripes once more, "I think… back on Sabaody they said his name was kuzuru? Kurazu?" you think to yourself, you then stop in your tracks and turn around just to end up making eye contact with the striped man, who was already looking at you. "So that's Akainu," you say point down to where you just were, "this is Fleet Admiral Sengoku," you say, using your thumb to signal behind you "and you are…?"

"oooof, ouch ouch~ that's no fair, you know everyone but me? How hurtful~" He mused sarcastically. "That is Admiral Borsalino, aka Kizaru", Sengoku butts in, "Considering your fighting skills Y/N, I might have you work with him. You two… seem to be on equal footing" He says as he continues walking, "This way." he finishes.

You and Kizaru stare at each other a few seconds longer, for some reason. "Hmm, well, nice to meet you." You say flatly as you size up the gargantuan man in front of you.

"Oh ho, you too~" he returns in that same, whiny, drawn-out tone.

"Sooo, he talks like that all the time?" You ask, catching up to Sengoku. "Yes, unfortunately." He responds, rubbing his forehead as if the mere thought of Kizaru's voice stressed him out. You look back at Kizaru, who was still watching you. "What the hell is his deal… matter a fact what is my deal, why I do care that he's watching me so much…?" You asked yourself. "That's nothing new".

Right, it wasn't. You were a very beautiful woman, your face was radiant and you had the curves to compliment it all. You carried yourself well, hair always done, outfit always matching. You got stared at often. So why was Kizaru's stare affecting you so much? As far as his looks go I guess you could say he was also radiant, but you could tell he was an older guy, also well dressed, outfit matching from head to toe… the amused but lazy way he talked… the way he stood… so coolly… hands in his pockets, face seemingly blank… you kinda liked it, he had a very suave vibe. You always liked a well-dressed, emotionally unavailable man, but you'll try not to jump to conclusions about his personality just yet.

"You literally just said he was annoying like, 20 minutes ago, what is wrong with you?" you thought to yourself.

You enter a room, not as big as Akainu's but not that far off, empty other than a desk with chair behind it, everything else blank. "You may make it as comfortable as you wish, please let me know if you need assistance gathering anything you may need, I'll have your enrollment paperwork ready for you soon." He says as he exits the room, throwing his hand in the air as to wave goodbye, and shuts the door behind him.

You can't help the giant grin plastered across your face. You now stand alone in this gigantic room, already brainstorming how you want it to look.

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Over about two weeks time you have "NEW WORLD ORDER" plastered across the back wall, a newer chair, you added extra seating on each side of the room, not that you planned on having a lot of company. A brand new, and bigger, desk with your name at the front in bronze, "Admiral Y/N". You've added plants and other accents, making it yours. You'll add more as time goes on.

"Oh ho? Well, well, isn't it homey in here~ this must be what they mean by adding a woman's touch." a familiar, annoying, voice came from the doorway while you were going through case files, deciding which was most important to deal with first. You keep your head down but glance up to see Kizaru clad in his usual yellow attire. As annoying as he may come off as, you found yourself glad to see him. You've only been an admiral for about 2 weeks now, going on 3, you've taken care of a few minor cases already, but… everyone here is so boring, no wonder they're so evil. There's jack shit to do but stare at each other. And that you do, because once again, you stare at Kizaru's tall, lanky, but seemingly lean figure standing in the doorway of your office, scanning him from head to toe

"Admiral Kizaru," You start, "d'you need something? everything okay?" asking politely, keeping your head down, for some reason feeling the need to avoid eye contact.

"Need nothin' at all~, just came to check on you, Admiral Kinjaga" He said slyly, you could tell he was lying.

"Check on me, huh?" You repeat back to him, now intrigued. You finally put your head up and met his gaze. His lazy, but intense gaze. You feel yourself squirm in your seat a little. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Of course~" He hummed, "Actually, I have a situation I have ta deal with over in Sabaody, word has it you stayed there for a bit. Sengoku-kun thinks we should take this one together."

"Didn't stay that long, but yeah, I was there for a bit." You say as you stand up and grab your admiral coat from the back of your chair. When you went and got fitted for it, naturally they were to put "JUSTICE" on the back, but you refused it, and had "FOR ALL" embroided on the back instead. Sengoku, not knowing quite what kind of person you are yet, let it be.

As of right now he seems to be walking on eggshells around you. Good.

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You follow behind Kizaru, staring at his back… and broad shoulders… he walks so smoothly. You catch yourself with your mouth open a bit, and then quickly close it. He then stops by his own office and grabs his own admiral's coat. You trail a bit ways behind him, feeling the need to not get too close, though you're not sure why. He stands in front of the marine ship facing you, waiting for you to catch up. He then raises his ridiculously long arm towards the boat, "After you~" He hums.

It's a bit gloomy out today, you see an overcast of gray clouds, gusty winds and the ocean waves seem a bit rough, but the mist from the whole mixture feels nice. As you walk up the ramp onto the ship you catch yourself thinking about the idea that Kizaru is right behind you. Behind you. You don't know why, but he keeps catching your eye. You've only seen him in combat once, and you can't lie that his power is insane, hard to believe that he's deemed the weakest of the 3 admirals. The 3rd admiral, Aokiji is off on business, so you have yet to see him since your marine path started.

You walk off to the side to let Kizaru board the marine ship and take a glimpse at his stripe clad torso. "Behind me" you think to yourself seemingly starting to daydream about… something. You're quickly brought back to reality when a marine approaches you with a bow, "A- Admiral Y/N."

"Hm?!" You squeaked as you snapped your gaze from Kizaru's torso to the marine in front of you.

"H-how are you this afternoon?" He asks nervously.

"Oh, I'm great!" You beamed, "Thank you for asking, how are you?" you returned. You overhear a plethora of the marine soldiers whisper about how pretty and kind you are, how they didn't expect such sweet demeanor from someone seemingly so brutal in combat. You and the marine make small talk, and while you do you feel eyes on you. Yes, some of the soldiers are staring at you in awe but… not their eyes.

You glance to your left mid conversation and see him looking in your direction. Kizaru. Although, you can't see his eyes from where he stands due to the dark yellow tint of his signature sunglasses, but you can feel it. He's staring, once again with not a hint of emotion on his face. You quickly revert your attention to the marine in front of you as you two finish up your conversation. You bow goodbye to each other and he walks off.

"Oii oii, Admiral Y/N~ could you, come this way for a second" Kizaru beckons you over to where he stands at the front of the ship. Your heart beats a bit harder than usual and you make your way over. As you walk towards him, head angled down, not being able to meet his gaze at the moment, you nervously rub your hands down the sides of your hips to your thighs, smoothing out the somewhat tightly fitted pale pink two piece suit, as you do so your admirals coat lifts off your body a bit and your full figure is visible for a split second, and with him being the fastest man around, he definitely catches that split second.

As you stand next to him, you look straight ahead into the sea, trying not to focus too hard on the size difference between you two. He's so big, and once again you catch yourself scanning his body in your peripheral, you both standing fairly close, and you not realizing he was scanning you as well. Your upper body sat nicely in your suit, your suit pants hugged your thighs tightly, and the pale pink color with the white admiral coat complimented your skin tone so well.

You finally muster up the courage to look up at him, meeting his gaze, more intense than ever, with something layered behind it. He seemingly gains his composure and looks ahead and adjusts his sunglasses, "Well~ You've accomplished quite-a bit in just a few weeks, Y/N-Chan" The way he said your name sent a chill down your spine. It was his usual lazy tone, but it sounded silkier than usual. You tried not to show a visible reaction, preparing yourself to respond, "Good job. Very, very good job~ we've never had such a spring and spry newcomer like yourself barge in." He purred.

Your body jolted ever so slightly at the sudden praise, and you feel your face turn hot as you turn your head away from the admiral, not wanting him to see what his praise has done to you. You feel the scorching temperature in your face spread through your chest, and down to your stomach where it forms a knot, and then down to your thighs. You didn't think you were this easy. "T- Thank you" You muttered quietly.

He noticed how flustered that made you, and the sight of you flustered may or may not have brought a hot feeling to his body as well.

"Admiral Kizaru! Admiral Y/N! We have arrived at the Sabaody Archipelago!" A marine soldier yells from up above in the crows nest.

You and Kizaru blitz your way to the grove, neither of you needing to be within close proximity to reach it. "So, what do we need to take care of here?" You ask while scanning the area, not necessarily seeing any issues. You remember a marine soldier telling you things have already gotten a bit rough throughout Sabaody since Whitebeard's death, and with so many soldiers injured or helping rebuild Marineford, they are a bit low on reinforcements.

Kizaru walks ahead, glancing back as you follow behind him, "Hmmm s'cuse me Miss Y/N, but could you walk a bit further up here where I can see you~? I know you're strong, but, as my colleague I still have to make sure you're you don't get hurt" He cooed. "Why is everything he says to me making me hot?" you whined to yourself. "Get a hold of yourself Y/N"

You pick up the pace a bit, so that you two now walk arm to arm, "Oo~ thank you~" He cooed again. For the rest of the day you walk like this, handling pirates left and right, although… these seem to be petty, low bounty pirates… did Sengoku really need to send two admiral's for this? Or any admiral for that matter. These were like, 30,000,000 bounty pirates, regualr marine soldiers could've dealt with them. Whatever. Not every mission is an all at war. As you two walk through the Archipelago, you note the fear that has encompassed the surrounding area as whispers of Kizaru's name come from every direction. You see townspeople suddenly get quiet, and a plethora of pirates run and take cover. "I get that he's powerful but he's really not that scary" you thought.

You make it back to the marine ship, once again putting a distance between you and Kizaru, you needed a break from all the ooo's~ and ohh's~ and the occasional praise he'd give you when you knew your way around a certain area. Your body was overheating at this point. You went and stood on the back end of the ship while Kizaru, who noticed you were no longer next to him, stood back at his spot in the front, slightly looking around for his colleague. Once he spotted you on the other end of the ship, he inched his way towards you. Moving and stopping. Stopping and talking to a passing soldier. Moving again. Stopping again. He reached the stairs and made his way up to you.

"Everything okay, Admiral Y/N?" He asked as you tried to pretend you didn't seem him coming.

"Oh, yeah, for sure, just a bit tired" You yawned.

"Oooh~ I bet, you've been on a roll for a week, Y/N-Chan~!"

"Pleaseeee don't call me that, I can't handle it right now" you though to yourself. As you get ready to respond you already see Marineford off in the distance. You realize the sky is a perfect mixture from top to bottom of orange, pink and yellow, with a few pink tinted clouds scattered throughout. You take in how pretty it looks, while trying to ignore Kizaru's eyes burning a hole through the side of your face, as he takes in how pretty you look.

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You make it back to your office throw your coat back on your chair and plop down back behind your desk, looking up at the clock and see that it's only 8pm, you then look down and see that you have some new papers on your desk, not too much though, so you should be able to get done around 10pm. Unfortunately, you might have to finish them in the morning, because your mind is somewhere else. Every time you get on a roll with your work, Kizaru, or somewhere on his body, flashes in your mind. His hands, your view of him from the back, the front, the side… his eyes, his nose, his lips… you unfortunately have a soft spot for big noses, they always make a man look so masculine and bold. To your horror, as you fantasize about his nose… and those lips… you start to get a throbbing ache between your legs.

Before you can act on it, your office door flies open. A woman with a short bob, black cropped t-shirt and black low riding leather pants walks in. It's Vice Admiral Doll.

"Well, how ya holdin' up?" She asks coolly, ever since your spar with Akainu, Doll has taken a liking to you, and you to her.

"I'm great, bit tired, but I've been enjoying myself, I can't lie" you respond. Doll sits on the couch to the right of you, and you get up and put on some tea. You pull an astray from your desk drawer, that you decided to keep in there specifically for Doll, she's visited your office every day since you've been there. You pour the both of you some tea and sit beside her.

Doll looks at you like she can tell something's wrong.

Even though Kizaru occupied a part of your mind at the moment, you can't lie and say that working in the very place where two people who meant so much to you, lost their lives here. Over the last two weeks you catch yourself looking down from the scaffold in front of your office, at the blood stained stone where Ace took his last breath. Against Akainu's judgment, you set a bouquet of flowers over the stain, and threatened anyone who tried to move it. To appease you, Sengoku ordered that the flowers go untouched.

"I miss Ace." you finally say, fighting back a wave of tears. Doll scoots closer to you on the couch and caresses your back, realizing you wouldn't be able to hold back the tears much longer. And she was right. You throw your head into your hands as the picture of Ace's lifeless body from the newspaper flashes through your head. You couldn't be there for him, you could've held Akainu back long enough for Ace to escape. But you didn't. He's dead, and you don't even know where his body is, you didn't get to say goodbye.

"I- I never got to say goodbye", you sobbed, "and then little Luffy… He had to sit there and watch them paint his brother as some villain and then watched him die and there was nothing I could do. I wasn't there. I feel like a failure. Doll… I don't even know where he is… what they'd do with him and Whitebeard's bodies?"

"I'll ask Sengoku for you first thing in the morning, word has it that Yonko Shanks was the one to fully stop the war, and he convinced Sengoku to let the Whitebeard crew and their allies have Ace and Whitebeard's bodies. He might know where they're buried" She explains.

Due to her loyalty to the Marines, Doll finds a bit hard to sympathize with your exact situation, mourning over a pirate, but she doesn't like seeing you this sad, so she does her best to comfort you. You continue to bawl, and wail, and blame yourself, head still hanging low in your hands. In between sobs you catch a glimpse of the floor in front of you, which was empty until a pair of white dress shoes appear in front of you. You look up and see Admiral Kizaru with his arm extended out to you with a handkerchief in his hand.

You take the offer and wipe your tears, but before you can thank him another wave of tears and grief wash over you. Kizaru Leans against your desk, as you go on another tangent, not really expecting an audience, especially not Kizaru of all people. You lament on what you could've done and how things would've been different over and over again. You express your worry for Luffy, though you haven't even met him yet, express your disdain for the current government system, how the war could've been avoided had they just let Ace serve time, his execution wasn't necessary. Doll and Kizaru listen to it all.

With your eyes puffy, face dried with tears and Kizaru's tear soaked handkerchief held against your chest, you finally catch your breath. You wipe your last few tears and look at Doll who has lit her 4th cigarette, and Kizaru who's been babysitting the one he lit when he came in.

"I'm sorry, I just cried for 2 hours straight, I didn't mean to" you say quietly. "Thank you both for sitting through all that" you look down at the handkerchief and then up at Kizaru, "Sorry about this, I'll wash it and have it back to you tomorrow morning, I promise" you pout, feeling bad for covering the delicate cloth in tears and lipstick.

"No no no~, no need to apologize Y/N-Chan, that's what it for. I can take it as is, I'll take care of it" he says reassuringly as reaches his hand back out for the cloth. You hand it to him, then stand up and straighten your clothes which had a few tear stains on them. "Okay. Whew. I needed that. Thank you both again for listening, I won't hold either of you any longer" you say with a soft smile.

"Anytime darling" Doll says while offering a smile back.

You walk behind your desk, which Kizaru is still leaning on. He slides the handkerchief back in his pocket, "Hmmm, I'll be in my office if you need anything, Admiral Y/N" and he walks out your office and heads two doors down.

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Once he leaves, Doll still lingers, not necessarily wanting to leave you alone with your thoughts at the moment. You take a deep breath and sit in your office chair, "Doll… do you- or have you ever, liked a colleague or taken even the tiniest of liking to them?"

"Well, I like you quite a bit, so yeahh" she laughed

"No no, like, had feelings for them?" You asked sincerely.

She looked at you and tilted her head forward a bit as if she was looking at you over a pair of bifocals. "You've been here not even a full month yet and you've caught a love bug already?!" she barked.

As she said that, and she said it loud, Kizaru, who was halfway to his office realized he needed to speak with Sengoku, and couldn't help but overhear the remark as he aimed to pass by the open door to your office. He had left the door cracked when he left the first time around and now, he's standing to the side of it, back resting gently against the door, ear carefully listening. Had it been shut properly he wouldn't have heard a thing; you had soundproof doors put in so that you could concentrate on your work.

"Listen Doll... I- I'm just as shocked as you are," You chuckled, taking a sip of tea, "but at the same time, I don't know if it's anything… romantic I guess…? Or I'm just horny? You know… I haven't bothered with a man in quite some time so… maybe I'm just easier than usual. Ugh, I don't know. It's just, I noticed my body reacted a certain way when he spoke to me today, during our mission, I felt nothing but pure heat between my legs the entire time." You emphasized.

"Wait wait, who? You had a mission today? Who was it with? WHO?? Tell me!!!!" She squealed.

You hesitated, not wanting to sound insane. You set the cup of tea on the table in front of you and put your face in your hands. Letting out a groan before taking a moment of silence, you feel Doll's eyes piercing the side of your head, "It's… Admiral," She gasps,"K-Kiz…ar..u." you spit out... she gasps again and leaps off the couch.

"Are you fuckin' with me? HIM? That's who you've got the hots for after just 2 weeks of being here?!" she screams, and busts out laughing, and you instinctively tell her to "shhh" while pulling her back down to the couch.

"SHHH! Listen! Listen… I don't why… okay? But I felt something the moment I made eye contact with him, on my first day here, right before my fight with Akainu. Today… my gods, today… he kept praising me and, e- every time he looked at me my heart started racing and he stayed close to me the whole day, even on the ship he never let me out of his sight… and his size… Doll, his size… his hands, his nose, he's enormous, it drives me insane."

Hearing this, Kizaru, who was still eavesdropping outside the door of your office, gets that warm feeling throughout his body again and heads to his office quicker than usual, disregarding his original trip to Sengoku's office. Once he makes it there, he shuts the door behind him and locks it. He throws his admirals coat onto his own little office couch and sits in his chair. He then quickly gets back up, turns off the overhead light, and turns on the lamp at his desk.

He starts to replay the day's events, said events being curve of your hips on the boat, at Sabaody, the way you get flustered when he praised you those few times. The way you listen when he tells you he wants you in his line of sight, he likes how obedient you are. The sunset during the ride back from the Archipelago, illuminating any part of your skin that was peaking from up under that nearly skintight suit.

Kizaru shifts in his chair, man spreading behind his desk, letting out a soft but frustrated hum. He takes out the handkerchief he lent you earlier, setting it on his desk and then begins to unbutton his suit jacket, throwing it to the floor and then unbuttoning his suit pants sliding them ever so slightly, taking in how hard he's been for the last 3 hours. He starts to graze his thumb over his tip through his underwear, thinking about you. His hips buck up down slightly as the sensitivity is becoming a bit too much for him, he leans his left elbow on the arm of his chair, leaning his body weight on the arm rest, as well grabbing the handkerchief, so that he can muffle his moans… and smell your scent. The delicate cloth was covered in your lipstick and perfume, your tears.

For whatever reason, seeing you a crying mess did something to him.

He uses his right hand to palm himself through his briefs at the idea of you. He's so hard. He'd give anything for you to come help him with this. He huffs and grunts as he picks up speed at the thought of you using your pretty hands and soft lips getting him off.

His hand now fully wrapped around his dick, which is no longer being contained by his briefs, the base of it covered in a creamy mess. The thought of you completely undone up under him, sobbing and squirming, flustered like you were earlier today. The sticky, wet sounds coming from the precum slowly emptying from the tip of his dick. Imagining your sweet voice begging him to do obscene things to you. He muffles his silky moans with the handkerchief in his left hand, while pumping himself dry with his right one. A knot starts to form in his stomach as he inhales your scent while he guides himself to pure bliss. He catches himself whispering your name, "oh~ hmmmmfuck, Y/N" he purrs as he pictures you in so many different positions, calling his name.

The thought of your breast bouncing while he pushes your legs into the air, your voice like honey as you cry and beg for your senior admiral to destroy the warm slit between your legs. The scene in his mind has you bent over his desk, his large hand gently resting on your throat as you call him admiral over and over again, begging him to fill you with load he'd want no one but you to take. Oh, that sends him over entirely. His body shakes a little as his hips buck up and down with his hand, pumping himself through his climax, still taking in your sent from the handkerchief.

He throws is head back against his chair and lets out a heavy sigh of relief, realizing that climax had been building all day, and that he won't be washing this handkerchief any time soon.

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Back in your office, you and Doll are giggling like schoolgirls, she keeps asking you about all Kizaru said today, and you keep repeating it. Not knowing that just two doors down he put himself through pure ecstasy at the thought of you.

You come to terms with that fact you won't be getting any work done tonight, you and Doll say goodbye to each other, as she leaves, your door is left open once again, but you don't pay any attention to it, as you get ready to head home, since you're an admiral now, you live on Marineford, at least the part that wasn't hit during the war, for now. You feel eyes on you once more. You look up to see Kizaru, albeit a bit disheveled, no white coat, first button on his dress shirt undone, and his suit jacket thrown over his shoulder, and his tie a bit loose.

You realize you never seen him in the evening; you usually head home pretty early. But your schedule was a bit different today. Does he always look this… undone, at the end of the day? You couldn't help but acknowledge how handsome he looked this way. He was always so clean and proper, and you liked that, but he looks great this way too.

"Admiral Kizaru… is everything… okay?" You ask hesitantly, not sure why he's leaned up against your office doorway.

"Absolutely~" He hums. "You're never here this late, Miss Y/N, need an escort home?"

"Sure, and my day was a bit different so I ended up staying here later than usual, well… you know that" you chuckle as you gather your things and head for the door way, where Kizaru moves out the way just a little, so that you'd have no choice but to brush up against him, "Thank you for walking me home, Borsalino." You say sweetly, looking up to make eye contact with him as you slide past him.

The way his name rolled off your tongue made him hard all over again and he so badly wants to shove you back in that room a bend you over your desk.

You arrive at your home, and you turn around to meet Kizaru's gaze. You want him inside so bad. Inside your home. Inside of you.

"Well… this is it, home sweet home. Thank you again for getting me here safely Borsalino, it was very nice of you." You said softly, grabbing his hand and brushing it with your thumb. His breath hitched and he felt like he could melt on the spot. Your voice was so very sweet to him. Your hands we're so soft. His mind immediately imagined what your hands would feel like on his dick, how good you could make him feel.

"Hmm, you're very welcome, Y/N-Chan, anytime, anytime." He cooed.

Corporate was in today so it was especially hectic. It was awful, you're behind on paperwork, your printer stopped working, you haven't had any coffee, you didn't get a lunch, you keep having to run back and forth between reception and the second floor because there isn't another printer close to the front desk.

You're used to sitting pretty at the front, being the first face people see when they walk into the company. You haven't worked here very long so this the first time you've experienced the busy time of year for the job.

You liked working front desk, you didn't want to talk to people that much, you didn't have a boss breathing over your shoulder 24/7, you could peacefully go on breaks, leave to grab a bite to eat, come back and let your food digest with ease.

You now know you hate when corporate visits and plan on taking the day off next time their scheduled in. Normally, everyone would hate today, but two of your senior colleagues, were enjoying it very much.

Nanami Kento and Kizaru Borsalino.

Both of them older men, early 40s and late 50s, they've been with the company for quite some time. They come in together every morning and leave the same way in the evening. But they never forget to stop by the front desk to say hello, maybe ask if you'd like to join them for coffee during lunch, but you always refused, no particular reason. You just weren't very social.

Both of them were tall, lean, well-dressed men. Broad shoulders, tailored suits, designer watches. Never a seam on them out of place. Nanami was a beautiful porcelain skinned, blonde, sharp and quiet man, his hair always slicked back, his suits always gray or blue, his personality much calmer in contrast to Kizaru, the literal definition of tall dark and handsome, who wasn't necessarily loud, but he could definitely talk your ear off. He had short curly hair, and his suits were always some form of yellow or brown, clad with stripes.

Every time the elevator dinged, they'd hope it was you, and when it was, they'd peak from their cubicles, watching every move you made. Watching you impatiently tap your foot as you wait for your copies to print. They've never gotten to see you so much during the day before, and to see you in your work outfit? It drove them crazy. Nanami kept adjusting himself in his work chair, and Kizaru found himself in the bathroom a few times trying to calm himself down.

You had on a black pencil a skirt that hugged your ass and pudge perfectly and stopped just above your knees, a navy-blue button down with white stripes, the buttons barely holding themselves together, with some black heels not too far off the ground. You would've worn more comfortable shoes had you known today would be this bad.

Nanami and Kizaru talk on their lunch break, in the employee cafe, lamenting how they'd do anything to rip those clothes off of you. They loved the way your pudge showed through your skirt, your tits bouncing slightly with every step you took. The sweetness in your voice whenever you asked a coworker a question, both of them wishing you'd come over ask them to fuck you silly. They were both absolute suckers for chubby women like yourself.

Sometimes when you're lunch breaks would overlap, they'd watch you from the other side of the cafe, swooning over your plump lips as they wrapped around whatever you were eating that day. Everything you did turned them on.

When the day finally came to an end you plopped down behind the front desk. Seeing the time so close to 5, you start to tidy up your area, so you can clock out on the dot, not wanting to spend another second in that building.

You end up leaving before Kento and Kizaru can catch you, but of course it's your lucky day, your car won't start.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me" You get out your car, and slam the door as hard as you can, holding back tears of frustration, your two seniors had just came out the office building door, "Hey hey, woah, you okay?" Nanami asked as he and Kizaru walked towards you.

"My fucking car won't start, I'm tired, I'm hungry and I want to go home" You complained.

"We can give you a ride, me and Kizaru live in the same complex, so… it wouldn't be any inconvenience to us to make a quick stop" Nanami explained.

You wanted to avoid owing any favors, but your feet were screaming and you'd do anything to get home and sprawl across the bed. "Okay… yeah… if you two don't mind." You say quietly.

"Perfect~" Kizaru hummed as he reached over and took your work bag from your hands and walked towards the car.

As you're on the highway, you sit quietly in the backseat, trying not to doze off as your coworkers, well, mainly Kizaru, talked about his workload in the driver's seat. He could talk for the rest of the night you wouldn't care you're just happy to be off your feet.

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You finally reach your apartment, and step out the car, "Thank you guys so much" you say sweetly, feeling the need to at least offer them a drink since you lived a good 30 minutes from work, "Would you two… like to come in for a second? Have a small drink, or something, idk. I feel bad having you guys drive all this way"

"It wasn't an issue at all don't feel bad~" Kizaru coos, "but I think we will take you up on the drink offer" he says as he and Nanami climb out the car like you just offered them a million dollars.

You get inside and head to the kitchen while your coworkers sit in your living room. You haven't had guests in a while, so your special glasses are at the back of the cupboard, "Hey... um Kizaru, can you help me reach something, please?" You ask softly, feeling bad even more so, asking your guests to get their own cup, Nanami follows behind him and the three of you stand around the island in your kitchen.

You open the fridge and pour them each a glass of red wine and crack open a strawberry wine cooler for yourself. They end up staying longer than expected, as you find yourself warming up to them a little, but it could be the wine cooler talking.

"Ugh… today was awful" You sighed as you set your wine cooler down, " I can't believe today of all the days my printer decides to stop working and my car stops running. Can't be serious"

"Hmm~ it's always the worst when corporate comes in. And it's really for no reason too, it's like they know their presence makes things worse" Kizaru noted, "Do you need a ride in the morning? We can come get you if you do, we're off tomorrow" he adds, he and Nanami both watching you intently.

"No no I'm off tomorrow too, thank god." You replied, "thank you for the offer though. I'm gonna try to relax as much as I can tomorrow."

They look at each other, small smiles forming across their lips, "Hm… do you need any help with that?" Nanami asks softly, innocently, his eyes low as he watches you take another sip of your drink.

"Huh? Help with what?" you ask as you watch Nanami get up and walk to the side of the island where your standing, slipping behind you and rubbing your shoulders.

"That actually feels really good" You whisper with a chuckle, your whole body was aching, you didn't notice the hungry look in Kizaru's eyes has we watched you from the other side of the counter, throwing nod to Nanami, signaling they move you to the couch, and they do.

"What are you two doing?" You ask as Nanami sets you gently on the couch, sitting to the left of you while Kizaru sits on the right. Nanami goes back to rubbing your shoulders while Kizaru starts on your feet.

You let out a soft hum, your feet getting the treatment they deserve, "Why are you two actually good at this?' You asked sincerely, they both laugh and continue their gentle massage on your tired body. You turn your body to the side, leaning your back up against Nanami's chest and placing your feet on Kizaru's lap, your feet accidently rubbing against his clothed and pulsating cock.

You watch, enjoying the pampering as Nanami makes his way down your chest, unbuttoning your work shirt and slipping his hands around your breasts, kneading them, circling your nipples with his fingers, and planting soft kisses on your neck as Kizaru makes his way to your thighs. You let out a faint moan as you feel your panties get wetter and wetter the more their hands explore your body.

"W-what are you t-two doing?" you whisper, pretending to be confused at about the situation.

Kizaru, who was so focused on your thick thighs, finally looks up at you and notices how low your eyes have gotten and your lips slightly parted.

"You poor pretty thing~ you need to relax, don't you?" Kizaru coos as he kneads your thighs, and places kisses all over your belly, "you know… we always love the way your clothes fit on you at work, you look so soft and sweet sweetheart, I bet you taste so good." he says softly as he squeezes your pudge through your skirt, proceeding to pool the piece of clothing up to your waist.

"Mhmm... " you whined as you involuntarily spread your legs a little, as if inviting Kizaru between them. Nanami notices and begins to roll your nipples between his fingers, causing a loud moan to finally escape your lips, which gave both your coworkers the green light.

Nanami gets up and pushes you flat back on the couch, bending down and planting a wet kiss on your lips as he and Kizaru both try their best to get their shirts off and pants undone quickly, ripping your clothes off as well.

Once they do, Nanami kisses down your chest, directing his attention back to your sensitive nipples, sucking on one and pinching the other. Kizaru adds to the pleasure as he starts to trail kisses from your belly button down to your soaked panties. "My my, all this mess from a little massage?" he muses, sliding your panties off and placing wet kisses around your throbbing heat. "Hmm, look at that pretty pussy, I bet she takes cock so good, doesn't she?"

You whine and squirm as your coworkers play with your body, bucking your hips towards Kizaru's face, and arching your back off the couch as Nanami starts to place hickies all over your chest, "P- Plea-" you whimper.

Before you can get a full word out, Kizaru slips two of his long digits up and down your dripping cunt, sliding both fingers inside you, accompanied by his tongue swirling around your clit. You let out a breathy "fuckkk… Kizaruu~" before Nanami finally lets up off your nipples, "I'm here too you know" he pouts, "aren't I making you feel good baby?"

You nod and run your finger through Nanami's hair, keeping eye contact with him as Kizaru ate you down to your core, "Hm… you have the prettiest lips, you know that?" Nanami hums with an almost loving look in his eyes as he stands up and slides his suit pants down, his thick and heavy cock springing from its confinement.

Placing your legs on his shoulders to keep them slightly elevated and to switch hands, Kizaru picks up the pace, using the hand covered in your juices to pump himself as he starts sucking harshly on your clit, placing his fingers back inside you, pumping them faster than before. He looks up to watch his colleague smack your lips with his tip, which turns Kizaru on even more.

"Open that pretty mouth for me angel" Nanami pleads sweetly, pushing his length past your lips, slowly making his way to the back of your throat. "Ahhh f- fuck… good girl... such a good girl" he grunts as you moan around his throbbing cock, he reaches down and kneads your tit as he slowly fucks your throat. Looking up from between your thighs at the sight before him, Kizaru stands up from his meal, and you catch glimpse of his veiny cock, swinging as he places a knee on the couch, and begins sliding his length up and down across your sopping wet folds, his pre cum mixing with your slick, he slaps his cock on your sticky lips before he glides himself inside you.

"Ohhhh fuckkk, my sweet lady, you're so tight for me" He groans. Pushing your legs back far enough for you knees to rest on your chest.

"ngh..." you whimper and gasp at the size of his cock as he pushes himself balls deep, you remove your mouth from Nanami to let out a loud and drawn-out moan, "t- that's so fucking big, fuck" you hissed.

"Hey hey, I'm still using that pretty mouth" Nanami grunts, grabbing your face to focus on him, "open your mouth" he demands sternly, bending down to spit in it and then shoving his throbbing cock back in, "good girl."

Kizaru and Nanami both match each other's pace, your apartment is filled with wet slapping sounds and throaty moans as Kizaru pounds your puffy cunt and Nanami fucks your throat. Both of them telling you how good of job you're doing, how pretty you look taking two fat dicks like a whore, "you wanna cum on his cock, don't you angel?" Nanami asks as he caressed your face with his hand, his cock still slamming into your throat, "you want my fat load in your throat too? hm?"

Kizaru aggressively rubs his thumb around your clit, and presses down on your belly, causing you to squeeze his cock as he picks up the pace, all three of you getting close but neither of them wanting this to end any time soon. A loud plop comes from either end of your body as they both pull away from you.

You pout and whine at the sudden stop, you were so close.

They stand back and admire their little toy, who can barely catch her breath, as they stroke their cocks, seemingly deciding what they want to do with you next.

Kizaru scoops you up as Nanami goes to find your bedroom, when you enter, Nanami lays across the bed, and Kizaru passes you to him. Nanami places you on his lap reverse cowgirl style, aligning his cock with your entrance and pressing you down onto his length, wrapping his hand around your throat, and using his other hand to grip your stomach, holding you in place, eliciting a throaty moan from you, followed by a few tears as your cunt was still throbbing from Kizaru's turn before.

Kizaru climbs on the bed after, grabbing a fist full of your hair a placing a rough and sloppy kiss on your lips, wanting to get a taste of all 3 of you in the mix and then pulls away and stands up on the bed, "you want your face fucked again sweet lady? hm? Can you open those pretty lips for me?" you open your mouth wide without hesitation, swirling your tongue around his length as he enters.

Nanami starts to buck his hips, pounding you relentlessly from up under, a wet, sticky mess between both of you, Kizaru grips your hair with both his hands, holding your head in place as he slams his cock down your throat. Your desperate moans vibrate around Kizaru's cock, his balls slapping against your chin, as you gag and choke, barely able to breathe.

He removes himself from your mouth, a mix of drool and cum running down your chin, as he rubs his cock across your lips, "You're enjoying this so much aren't you angel? You like being used, don't you?" He asks as he smacks his tip on your lips.

You nod eagerly, nothing but lust in your eyes as you look up at the tanned man hovering above you, his hand strokes his heavy cock, as his counterpart slows his strokes from up under, pulling you back onto his chest, and pulling your legs back so your pretty cunt is angled in the air. Kizaru kneels down, swirling his tongue around your clit, then rubbing his tip between your wet folds while Nanami pummels your sore pussy from behind.

"ahhh she's so fuckin tight, Zaru" Nanami grunts as your cunt squeezes his pulsating cock, "mhmm, you hear that baby? your cunts so tight and wet, you make us feel so good, you know that?" Kizaru adds.

Without warning you let out a guttural moan and squirt all over both of your coworkers, eliciting a drawn out "fuckkk" from both of them. Your pussy was being absolutely overwhelmed and you were enjoying every minute of it.

Kizaru gets up and Nanami suddenly rolls over, putting you on your stomach, he and Kizaru both getting off the bed, both of them pulling you toward them so your bottom half is bent over in front of them. They both play with your pussy from behind with their fingers, and Kizaru uses his free hand to fondle Nanami, stroking his cock, covered in your juices, as they slide one finger each inside your tight cunt.

Kizaru positions himself between your legs, and pushes his younger colleague down to his knees right next to your exposed ass, smacking Nanami's face with his cock, as he slides himself in and out of the both of you, alternating between Nanami's mouth and your tight pussy. "Ahhhh fuck both of y- you feel s- so fucking good" He growled.

You, wanting to see what he meant by both of you, shift yourself sideways, to see Kizaru shoving his fat dick down Nanami's throat, prompting you to rub your clit as you watch them. "T- That's s- so fucking hot" you stuttered.

Kizaru shifts you onto your back and thrashes himself back into you, "yeah? you like knowing you're not the only one getting their face fucked, hm?" Kizaru asks grabbing Nanami's hair and guiding him back onto the bed and to your clit, pushing Nanami's head down so he can wrap is mouth around your clit, sucking and licking circles around it as he pumps himself silly.

Kizaru continues to plow into you, wet squelching sounds filling your bedroom as your pussy gets covered in a spit and cum. "You like that pretty girl? You like getting turned out, hm? do you?" Kizaru asks before grabbing the back of your head and craning your neck forward "Look at that~ look at that pretty pussy take all that dick. Whose fat pussy is this baby, hm? "

A few "mhms" and an occasional "y-yes yes yes" is all you can manage.

They both pull away from you, Kizaru pulling you upright to your feet, prompting Nanami to stand up as well, scooping you up from behind, Kizaru stands in front of you, pushing your legs a part and further back towards Nanami as he guides Nanami's cock inside your tight, dripping hole, followed by his own.

You let out a blissful scream as you get bounced in the air, sandwiched and double stuffed by your colleagues, as they ram into you as rough as they can, their dick and balls slamming against each other as they do so, stimulating them even more.

"Ahh fuck! I'm gonna cum, I'm go- gonna fuckin' cum" Nanami whimpers as his hips start to get sloppy and his knees start to buckle, "mhmm~ m- me too… fuck" Kizaru chimes in, "you hear that sweet lady? You feel so fucking good, were gonna fill that pussy up as much as we can~ you like the sound of that don't you, beautiful?" he coos as Nanami buries his head into your back, not having the strength to talk you through it.

Kizaru, though he's older, has plenty, and reaches over your shoulder and grabs a fist full Nanami's hair, forcing him to look up at him. Kizaru takes in the hazy, fucked-out look on both of his younger coworker's faces, "stay like that for me~ I want both of you to look at me" he demands, stuttering his hips. Nanami stops moving as Kizaru speeds up, the friction from Kizaru's speed causing you wail, your pussy spasming as you release all over the two cocks stuffed inside you.

Nanami follows soon after, shooting hot ropes of cum inside your hot, overstuffed cunt, and Kizaru instructs Nanami to hold you still and slams his dick into you alone, pushing you through your high, and bringing himself to his own, filling you twice as much as Nanami. He pulls out with a loud, squelching sound and what feels like a river of cum, flows down his legs.

"Ahh fuck." Kizaru groans, laying you down back on the bed, your body limp as he lays behind you, wrapping his hot, sweaty arms around you, Nanami laying on the other side, throwing his leg over yours. Kizaru slowly slides his dick back inside you, Nanami already dozing off, too tired and sensitive to follow suit.

"You did such a good job sweet lady~" he whispers, "you wanna keep my cock warm tonight? okay?" Kizaru hums as he kisses the back of your neck.