Love and Lust Ch 3 (One Piece) (Patreon)

Chapter Three: Roronoa Zora

Hancock smiled radiantly as she hung off Luffy’s arm, he was parading her around his hometown like a trophy. Showing off the entire, sleepy, cute little village of Foosha. It was a warm, homely place. Truthfully, Hancock would find it incredibly plain, boring, and full of disgusting men. But as she saw first hand how happy it made Luffy, she couldn’t help but like it.

Especially when she saw how well-treated he was here. Everywhere he went, he was the town’s favorite. Receiving friendly smiles, warm greetings, and even small gifts and praise. It is as it should be! She declared in her mind, thinking to herself how great it would be if the entire world recognized her love in such a way.

So, hanging off his arm like a dutiful wife, she was led through the village with a sweet smile on her face. Of course, she drew just as much attention as he did, but the men here had cared for him enough to actually suppress the dazed-look one glance at her beautiful features would always cause on them. That made her respect the villagers here. Though it did help that her crew had fashioned a thick black cloak for her to wear, covering her from neck to toe, so the men couldn’t get even a glimpse of her crazy hourglass. That was a luxury now reserved for her love.

Now they stopped at a cute little bar, just off the side of the port. It was getting late, almost in the afternoon. They’d meant to sail out yesterday, but the impromptu orgy in the bath, followed by countless hours of their passionate sex, drained the day away. Now they were a day late, and it was getting later. So Luffy put his foot down, and was ready to rush off to his home in the mountains to fetch whatever he needed for the journey.

He planted a big, happy smooch on her cheek and dashed off. She cupped her cheek and giggled like a maiden, watching her love rush through the streets. Then she turned, glancing at the bat-wing doors of the bar. She smiled to herself, and stepped inside. It was empty, closed for the day, and a single young woman stood at the bar, cleaning glasses.

She jumped in fright as Hancock stepped in, turning to face her. She placed a soft hand on her pronounced bosom. Her breasts were huge and shapely, the curves of an adult woman, easy to see even through her thick sweater and apron over it. She sighed, and shook her head, “You, huh? I thought Luffy had already left…”

Hancock smiled, having met the woman earlier today, she noticed something interesting. Like every woman in this village, the barkeep stared at Luffy with lustful, wanting eyes. The powers of his Lust Lust Fruit ensnared the hearts of women just as hers did to men. But this woman, Makino, was different. There was something more in that lingering gaze… And Luffy treated her differently as well.

Hancock kept her confident, beautiful smirk on her face as she stalked toward the bar. Wide, heavenly hips swinging from side to side entrancingly, she crossed her arms, intentionally slipping open her black cloak and flashing her long, slender legs.

Makino’s breath hitched, her cheeks turning pink as she was bewitched by the beautiful woman, unfamiliar feelings toward a woman blooming in her breast.

Hancock raised her elegant, slender fingers to Makino’s soft, pink cheek, grazing those beautiful fingers down the face of the pretty barkeep. She stopped, cupping Makino’s chin and ghosting a touch over her plush, full lips with her thumb. She tilted Makino’s head up to meet her gaze, then she spoke softly, “Tell me Makino… how would you like to travel with us? There’s room on the ship for a woman like you. In fact, Luffy is in desperate need of a maid… Enishida my maid looks after him now, but cleaning up his… messes can be an exhausting task.” Hancock’s subtle, underlying meaning floated past the woman, but that was fine. The woman would learn soon enough.

Overwhelmed, Makino nodded slightly, eyes dazed by Hancock’s beauty. Just like that, she abandoned her village. Her bar. To run off to sea with a band of pirates… to serve Luffy. At that moment, nothing in the world sounded more appealing to her.

Hancock smiled radiantly. She’d acquired a precious gift for her love. Both a friend and a reminder from the village that he loves. She was sure that he’d be delighted, and anxiously awaited the surprised look on his face as she revealed it to him.

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Later that day - At Sea

A large cruise ship was halted along its voyage across the East Blue. The decks thundered with the sound of hurried footsteps as panic ran rampant across the ship. The huge luxury liner shook violently, rocking in the waves as cannon blasts exploded in the water around them. They were attacked by pirates.

It didn’t take long for the pirates to throw their hooks across to the other ship, leaping across the gap to board. They brandished sabres and pistols, taking over the civilian ship in a matter of minutes.

Soon enough they were carried loaded chests of rich jewelry and stuffed wallets, robbed from the high-class guests aboard. They all cackled and howled at the ease of the pirate raid. Men became rich with minimal effort.

Aboard the ship, watching the men work like a hawk was a woman. She planted her iron mace into the deck in front of her. Her appearance… too awful to describe.

She was grinning as she thumped her massive weapon into the deck. She howled, “Koby! Who is the most beautiful woman on the sea?”

The small pink-haired girl would’ve timidly rubbed her hands together, before stuttering out an answer, but something distracted her. Her eyes stretched wide, looking behind them. With a shaky hand, she, for the first time in her life, confidently answered, “H-Her..!”

Alvida turned with a growl… and blinked in surprise.

“Hmph. So this is the tiny fishing boat that crossed our path.” A woman, too beautiful to describe, stood upon the deck, clad in a thick black coat. Behind her, staring down from the railing of a huge pirate ship, were dozens of similarly dressed women. Strange-looking bows in their hands.

A green-haired woman leapt down from the ship above, kneeling beside her obvious leader. Like the tall woman she bowed before, she was breathtakingly beautiful. With striking green hair, and a silky smooth voice, “Onee-sama… it seems to be a pirate ship.”

Hancock queried with a raised, elegant brow, “Truthfully..?” Her eyes, sparkling like gemstones, trailed up the horrendous pink mast to look at its flag, she stared neutrally at the skull and crossbones, “So it’s true. Do all pirates sail in small boats in the East?” Her question was genuine, as she brought one of her slender fingers to her chin in thought. It was born out of curiosity for her lover’s home sea. However, to everyone else that heard it, it was a mocking insult.

Sandersonia glanced up at her, a small smile gracing her lips as her forked tongue flicked out of her lips, “No. This is a particularly small crew, if I understand. I’ve heard a band lead by Don Krieg has 5,000 members.” The ‘particularly small’ band was a group of notorious pirates led by the fearsome ‘Iron Mace’ Alvida. She was among the top Five in the East, with a crew of a hundred men.

Of course, to the two women, she was nothing but a minnow in a vast sea. Bottom of the food chain.

However Alvida didn’t know that, nor did she recognize the woman in front of her. She clutched her Iron Mace with a white-knuckle grip, and furiously stomped toward the two, “How dare you… Do you know who I am?!”

The two girls looked up, and froze. Mouths hanging open slightly in complete shock as they saw Alvida’s… omitted… appearance. Then Hancock’s face scrunched up in a horrid, vile expression, as if angry at this woman for daring to set foot in her path, “Know you !? Do you not know me ? I am Boa Hancock. Empress of Amazon Lily, and a member of the Shichibukai!”

Alvida froze in her step, that white-knuckled grip on her mace slackened and it fell to the floor with a loud crash.

Hancock’s brow twitched, a terrible expression contorting her beautiful features. She growled, and raised her hands.

“Oi~! Hancock~!” Hancock froze. Her expression shattered like glass. Then her heart thumped in her chest. Not in excitement, but nervousness. A cold sweat trailed down her cheek. She turned her head.

Monkey D. Luffy appeared, popping his head out from between two Kuja. Her crew brightened up to match his sunny smile and they all cheered, “Captain~!”

He leaned over the railing, searching the deck for her, a massive plate of stacked food in his hands. He met her eyes, and smiled brilliantly, “Look..! Makino made me lunch. It’s been a while since I had her cooking. It’s soo~ooo good! You should try some!” He said, his bright smile still not easing the nervousness in her heart.

Quickly, she needed to send a message to her Kuja, to prevent the damage before it was too late!

“I wanted you… to... “ Then it happened. Luffy looked just past Hancock on the deck, and met eyes with Alvida.  His expression froze, and his bright sunny smile disappeared. He dropped his plate and that home cooked meal he was so happily eating clattered against the railing of the ship, before spilling over the edge. It fell into the sea, lost forever.

Alvida, who met his eyes, blushed .

Luffy recoiled, an unfamiliar expression on his face as he disappeared from the railing of the ship, moving back to the deck.

Hancock watched him go, a heartbroken shocked expression on her face. Her mouth opened and closed, shock overwhelming her. Then fury overtook her. She’d seen it. He’d let it show on his face, just for a second. A brief, but clear look of disgust as he looked at Alvida. It was an expression she never wanted to see on his handsome, charming features.

She turned to Alvida, her face the mask of a vengeful goddess. Then she barked orders, “Enishida! Marguerite! Go after Lufia, ensure that Makino makes him another meal no matter what! Stay with him until I arrive!”

“Yes, Hebihime~!” They shot after him.

She then kicked off the deck, flying toward Alvida before she could even blink. She flipped forward, planting her delicate hands on the hardwood of the deck, she kicked a long, slender leg, “Perfume femur!” She planted a sharp, heeled foot right into Alvida’s stomach. The kick was followed by the sound of a cannon blast as Alvida hurled off into the air. Flying so far and fast she vanished into the horizon.

Hancock gracefully flipped back to her feet watching the opposing pirate fly off. She raised her elegant fingers to her mouth and, frustrated, bit at her perfect fingernail, “Damn. Did I kick her too hard? She might even fly all the way back to land…”

She huffed and cast the thought away. Then she commanded, “ Kuja !”  Her crew cried their response, seeing their Empress’s furious, vengeful expression, “Raid them! Kill the men! Steal their treasure! Sink their ship! Wipe this disgusting crew from this world!”

“Yes, Empress!” The Kuja all drew back at once, and blasted the ship with powerful, Haki-infused arrows.

The slaughter that followed was just as brutal as Alvida’s most terrible raids.

That was the wrath of Boa Hancock.

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Shells Town

It took an hour to cheer Luffy back up. Flashing him dozens of heavy, bare and shaking tits to wash away the vile image seared into his mind. Even the naked bodies of the Kuja almost didn’t solve it. But with a home cooked meal courtesy of Makino, his precious new maid, gifted to him by his lover, and the pile of treasure they’d stolen from the ship stacked in front of him... He wiped the memory from his mind.

Now he was happily sitting at the head of a massive table. Marguerite was blushing softly, sitting in his lap and holding a fork to his mouth, gently feeding him. Her top was discarded, and her bare, bouncy tits were shaking in his face. His rough hands sinking into the soft flesh as he ate. Around him, almost every seat was taken, most of the crew here to entertain their Captain while they sailed.

Makino was cooking away in the kitchen, happily preparing him another large plate of food. A simple white apron wrapped around her soft, womanly body… and nothing else. She wore a soft pink blush on her cheeks as she hummed to herself, cooking in a naked apron. She was a civilian, unlike the Kuja. Compared to them, her will was incredibly fragile. It cracked with just a soft word and a touch from Boa Hancock… and shattered completely at one glance of Luffy’s body.

She had hopelessly fallen now, and shook her big, soft tush as she cooked. Her wide motherly hips and her huge, full bosom, milky white and soft as pillows are what caught Luffy’s attention. She’d hardly been on the crew for one morning but she already fit right in. You could tell with just a glance at her round, juicy ass. Because just between her soft, silky thighs, was a pretty pink snatch, slightly red and swollen, dripping with fresh cum. Luffy had sampled his gift from Hancock immediately. Pumping a quick, but heavy load into her pussy before Hancock sent her right to work in the kitchen.

She blushed beautifully as she stepped lightly into the dining hall, presenting another plate of food to her crush-turned-lover. Luffy smiled up at her, snaking a hand around her waist to grab a handful of her big, bouncy booty. He pulled her closer and leaned in, not quite high enough to reach her lips as he sat, he buried his face in her cleavage, kissing the peaks of her huge tits instead. Then he sent her off with a smack to her fat ass. And she giggled like a young girl in love, prancing back into the kitchen.

“Onee-sama!” The doors to the dining hall opened, and a tall, amazonian woman stepped in. She was huge, towering over the heads of the other Kuja, and beautiful. With the noble, stunning features shared by her sisters, her bright orange hair stole the attention of any man that saw her.

Her body was something special, even among Kuja, with thicker, well-defined muscles. She had a visible, hard set of abs, and lacked the more womanly-softness of the rest of her clan. That was not to say she didn’t have it. In fact, her mountainous breasts bore a lightly tanned range of extensive cleavage, pushed together tightly in a maroon bikini top. Her ripe fruits looked extraordinarily soft and bouncy compared to her muscular, warrior’s body.

It was the Boa Sister, Marigold. Who, despite practicing Sumo Techniques, shared the jaw-dropping hourglass of the Kuja. Her slender arms, while clearly well-toned, somewhat concealed the powerful strength contained within them. Her wild curves were accented by her thick, orange hair. Flowing down her shoulders and sides, it framed her entire form.

She stood proudly in the entrance, hefting a massive pole-arm with one slender hand. She brought the butt of her weapon’s staff down on the ground sharply. Then bowed her head, “Our lookout has confirmed the sight of Shells Town. We will reach the port shortly…”

Hancock, in her throne-like chair beside Luffy, who was in her actual throne, smiled brightly, “Thank you Marigold. Please, prepare the Kuja. We’ll be going ashore the moment we sail into port.”

“Right away, Onee-sama.”

As Marigold commanded the gathered Kuja, Hancock immediately turned to Luffy. Bringing her soft hand to his arm, she squeezed it lovingly, “Did you hear that my love? We will be arriving at Shells Town soon. Where your ‘Pirate Huntress’ is supposedly held.”

A normal woman would’ve felt jealous that her man had become interested in some other lady after hearing rumors. She was no normal woman. Instead, she saw an opportunity to expand Luffy’s crew. To find someone that would help him become King, and serve him dutifully as he does. Of course, they had yet to see if this ‘Zora’ lived up to the rumors. She was keen to find out.

Luffy grinned and stood up. Taking both his plate in his hands and Marguerite in his arms, “All right. Let’s go!”

Marguerite squeaked and giggled in his arms, kissing his neck and rubbing her breasts against his chest. A soft, happy sigh slipped from her lips.

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“Ah. There she is!” Luffy pointed over the wall. Hancock stood behind him, ready to catch him should he happen to fall from his spot hanging off the high wall. But then, surprisingly, he leapt over and entered the courtyard.

“This way, Onee-sama.” Sandersonia and the Kuja had already procured a proper entrance. Breaking down the lock to the iron-barred gate, the Kuja swung the gate open wide. Hancock smiled at her gratefully, and the group of a dozen Kuja warriors followed after their Captain.

Luffy stood in front of a wooden cross. The ‘Pirate Huntress’ Roronoa Zora was tied to it.

She was stunning. A strong, deadly beauty, intimidating even while tied to the post.

She had striking green hair that was cropped short, spiky and wild. From her left ear hung three golden earrings, combined with her moderate tan to give her a unique, exotic look. Her features were sharp and very attractive. With a strong, determined gaze in her emerald green eyes. Her expression was grave, beads of sweat slipping down her cheek from the intense heat. But you wouldn’t know it bothered her, with how steady and fearsome her gaze was locked on him.

Luffy’s eyes trailed down her body, drinking up her bodacious, curvy form. She was another drop-dead sexy woman. With an hourglass figure that could top even the bustiest Kuja.

She wore a tight white top. It was a normal enough shirt but when wrapped around her jaw-dropping curves, it was obscenely enticing. She’d undone the top three or four buttons, her huge, eye-catching breasts bared so much of her tan cleavage it looked like they’d pop out the top with the slightest movement. She was sweating out in the hot sun, the perspiration sticking to her skin and dripping down her breasts to soak into her shirt. The white material didn’t hold well, and he could practically see her plump areola and soft nipples pointing through her wet shirt.

She’d tied that white shirt in a high knot just below those heavy breasts, leaving her midriff to hang out in the open air. Though he could just get a glimpse of the top of her tan, well-defined abs, as the green haramaki tied around her waist covered her navel up to her bellybutton. Below that, her long slender legs could be seen clearly, their muscles and shape apparent in her skin-tight black leggings.

As Luffy drank in her plump, womanly curves, her huge breasts, wide hips, and thick thighs, he grinned widely. He licked his lips, his cock swelling in the light material of his shorts as he approached her. Even as she was, filthy and sweaty, like she’d been tied to that post for days, he liked her. She had a breathtaking beauty that shined through the dirt sticking to her skin.

He especially liked that unwavering will he could see in her eyes. She was sending him a look that could kill, her spirit unshaken by the blistering heat. He kept a bright, sunny grin as he walked up to him.

As he approached she let out a breath through her nose. Her face was stone, but her mind was shaken. A man unlike any she’d seen before was walking up to her, despite her being crucified in the middle of a marine base. He was the first man she’d ever seen that she actively found handsome, with wild raven hair, a cute scar beneath deep onyx eyes, and a bright sunny smile that made her forget to breathe.

If she was a weaker woman, she’d have already fallen. Instead she merely narrowed her eyes as he stopped in front of her, she huffed, “You miss the sign, moron? You’ll be executed for entering the courtyard.”

His grin grew wider, as if he was happy just to hear her voice, “Shishishi… The Marines won’t kill me. I’m strong. Anyway, are you a good person?”

She blinked in surprise, her fearsome, deadly expression turning dry in bafflement. She snorted, “What? What kind of question is that?”

“Are you a good person? If you are then I’ll let you join my crew.” He laughed openly.

She stared at him blankly, “Crew? No thanks. I’m doing my own thing. Either way, I’m pretty sure the Marines tied me up here because I’m not a good person. You’ll have to find someone else.”

“Eh. The Marines are the bad guys though.” He suddenly said, waving off her protest, “So if they tied you up, doesn’t that make you a good person?”

“Bad guys..?” She muttered, her blank, neutral expression growing more incredulous by the minute. From her experience, he was somewhat right. The Marines stationed here certainly couldn’t be called good guys. Though the way he said it made her question, “What kind of crew are you forming?”

He grinned, “I’m Luffy! I’m a pirate. I’m going to be-”

Suddenly the black gate to the courtyard swung open, and a dozen women walked through. Zora watched with a shocked expression as twelve breathtaking beauties marched over to them. The tall, raven haired woman leading them was in a league of her own. Then the twelve women, all dressed in black cloaks with a snake-haired skull embroidered on the breast, stood behind the pirate man, lining up and standing at attention.

The tall, raven haired goddess stepped up beside him on his left, she slipped her right hand out of the fold of her cloak, clutching his arm and pulling close to him. A cherry red blush dusted her cheeks as she spoke softly, “Have you recruited her yet, my love?”

“Eh…” He scratched the back of his head, “I’m working on it. She’s being stubborn. Hey, Zora, what did you do to get captured anyway? If they tied you up here, you must not be very strong…”

Zora narrowed her eyes. Not at the insult, but at the warm fluttering in her chest. Feeling it facing the man, she’d assumed it was a mild attraction to the handsome man, now feeling it again toward the woman at his side… she suspected something else was going on. For the first time in a decade, a blush dusted her cheeks, but she didn’t let her expression change.

She growled, “I didn’t get captured. The Marines here wouldn’t stand a chance against me. But I pissed off the Captain’s bastard son. So, if I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life labeled as a criminal, I surrendered. Now I have to face thirty days of imprisonment here.”

“Eehh… That’s bullshit. Want me to go kick their asses?”

“Don’t.” She huffed, “This is nothing. I didn’t train my entire life just to stumble here. I’ll survive the next two weeks and move on. I won’t stop or die until I fulfill my ambition.”

Suddenly Luffy’s grin stretched across his face, eyes almost sparkling with joy. Zora coughed to cover up the feelings surging in her heart as saw that happy expression. Then he leaned in, a little too close, and asked, “Really? What ambition is that? You sound really determined!”

“The strongest.” She said, her voice strong and steady, “I’m going to be the World’s Strongest Swordsman… and fulfill a promise to a friend.”

“The strongest swordsman…” Zora watched him carefully, as if waiting for something. But her expression finally showed her shock as he happily said, “That sounds nice! I’m definitely having you on my crew! After all, the future Pirate King has to have the very best!”

Her mouth fell open as this young man casually said such a bold statement. To be the Pirate King was perhaps the most dangerous and lofty ambition one could have in this Pirate Era. Not only did you openly oppose the Marines, and the World Government, but other crews as well. To be the Pirate King, one was against the entire world.

And this man openly declared he’d do it? Seize the One Piece? Perhaps it was his bold fearlessness or maybe his strange charisma, but a part of Zora believed he would do it. Looking at the group of women standing proudly behind him, all wearing pleased smirks as they caught their Captain’s words. They were strong, she could tell.

“Oh?” Suddenly a high-pitched pompous voice grinded into her ears. She clicked her tongue and looked to the side, where the bastard son himself appeared, “Intruders? Don’t you know that breaking in here is punishable by death? Be glad that Daddy hasn’t noticed you yet.”

Luffy and his crew looked to the side and they all wore matching disgusted expressions. A young man walked toward them. Everything about him from his awful hairstyle to his tasteless suit was wrong. Just the sight of his arrogant expression and pompous voice made their noses wrinkle up in disgust.

Behind him marched two dozen Marines, all holding rifles at the ready.

“Yikes…” Luffy said at the sight of him, watching as the blonde had his eyes locked on Zora, not even sparing them a glance. Luffy frowned, “Hey, Zora… he hasn’t done anything to you, has he?”

“Him?” Zora rolled her eyes, “Other than come down to harass me every few hours? No. He doesn’t have the balls to do anything more than that, besides leer at my breasts.”

She shivered in disgust, “Ugh. I’m never dressing so lightly again. From now on I’m wearing only clothes that cover my body entirely, the heat be damned.”

Luffy blinked at her, his frown still marring his face, “No way.” He shook his head, “Don’t do that. I like your tits.”

She guffawed in surprise. He said it so innocently that it had taken her unexpectedly. If any other man had dared say something like that to her, they’d be cut down without hesitation. But she didn’t feel that, hearing it from him. He was bold and honest, she liked that. A small smile left on her lips as she looked at him.

“Hey, Zora.” Luffy said again, placing a hand on his straw hat as he stared at the Marines, “You can be the World’s Greatest Swordsman as a pirate right? So join my crew! We’re heading to the Grand Line next, isn’t that exciting? A grand adventure on a dangerous, deadly sea.”

Zora was silent in deep consideration. Part of her was worried about the warm, unfamiliar feelings swirling around in her chest, but she pushed those aside. This man had faith in her ambition, and she felt a stronger connection to him than anyone she’d met in years.

She grinned, “Alright. I’ll join you on one condition.” Luffy grinned widely, his head tilting as he waited for her request, “My swords. The bastard son took away my three swords when I was captured. I’m not leaving without them.”

Luffy smiled like the sun and nodded, “Of course! A swordswoman has to have her swords right? I’ll get them back right away, wait here!” Then, he turned to rush off into the base.

...only to pause after a few steps. He turned around, and ran right back up to her. His bright smile caught her breath in her throat. Then he leaned in… and kissed her cheek, “Welcome to the crew, Zora!”

Her cheeks turned rosy as he rushed off, and her eyes went wide as the twelve Kuja rushed with him. Suddenly their hands slipped out of their cloaks bearing strange spotted bows. They drew back arrows and unleashed them at the two dozen Marines standing in their path. Her jaw dropped as she saw those arrows explode into the enemy, leaving huge craters in the ground and wall they struck. The two dozen men were annihilated.

Her mind was racing at the unexpected strength displayed by the women, but she noticed one had stayed behind. The raven-haired woman from before stood in front of her, a calm, calculating gaze in her eye. Her lips twitched upward and she spoke, “I am Boa Hancock, Empress of Amazon Lily, and Luffy’s lover…”

Zora shifted her weight in her bindings, trying her best not to let the strong gaze of Hancock intimidate her.

Luffy happily grinned, humming a terrible tune as he walked down the halls of the Perfume Yuda. He looked down and his grin stretched wider, a soft, gentle look in his eyes.

Curled up in his arms, carried like a princess, was Roronoa Zora. She was resting her head against his shoulder, arms tightly hugging her bundled swords to her huge breasts. Her face was gentle and relaxed, eyes closed as her breath came out softly in a steady rhythm.

She fell asleep in his arms the instant he picked her up, exhausted from her long stay in the Marine Base’s courtyard. He couldn’t resist staring at her soft, sleeping expression. The fearsome swordswoman was surprisingly cute when she napped in his arms. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. He didn’t quite understand the significance of her sleeping in his arms yet, but later he’d discover she only fell asleep in places she felt safe.

He stopped in front of a wide, huge set of double doors. He felt a soft hand grasp his shoulder, and turned to see the smiling face of Hancock. She leaned up and kissed his lips, whispering in her ear, “I’ll be waiting in our room, honey~”

Then she pulled away, reaching out with her delicate hands to push open the huge door. She held it open for him and he went ahead, carrying Zora into their private room. Then, they parted, Luffy sending her a final look as he walked across the room to their private bath.

Hancock walked away from him, shaking her wide, teasing hips as she strutted across their room to her dresser. He let his eyes linger on that fat, juicy ass, stretching out the backside of her red sarong. She’d cast off her cloak the moment they left the port once again flashing him with her bountiful curves and plenty of exposed skin.

As she sent him one final flirty wink, he slightly readjusted Zora in his arms. He stepped through a doorless threshold, hardwood floor changing to pristine tile.

He kicked off his sandals and walked across the tile with bare feet. He kneeled down, cradling Zora carefully just in front of the bath. He could see steady steam rising from the water, Hancock’s private bath always full of fresh, clean water and constantly heated. It was massive for a private bath. Easily able to fit a dozen people. It was sunken into the floor, like an indoor pool. A fountain on the far side constantly poured in fresh, clean water. Filtered from the sea. While a drain sucked out the water at the same rate.

The Empress of the Kuja could have no less than the best. With her curse she simply could not have a maid draw her bath everyday, so the Kuja engineers invented this luxurious bath for her. Carefully constructed with her unique needs in mind.

And now, at his request, he was going to share that bath with his newest crewmate. He looked at her sleeping lightly, and decided not to wake her. Instead he slowly, carefully started to untie the knot in her shirt.

Slowly slipping her arms away from her three swords, he dropped them close to the edge of the bath. Then he grabbed the edge of her white shirt and tugged it up the huge swell of her massive breasts. Those mouthwatering melons were absurdly huge, bigger than even the bustiest Kuja, save the Gorgon Sisters. She had effortlessly joined the ranks of the top five tits on the crew. Even holding himself back wasn’t enough. Seeing those giant, soft titties spill out of that white top, slapping down against her chest with a bouncy tumble, made his mouth water.

His cock swelled to half mast in his pants, and he resisted the urge to sink his fingers into that soft, womanly fat. Seeing them bare for the first time, his devil-fruit whispered pointless, stimulating information into his ear. H-Cup. Her tanned, heavy breasts taunted him with their enticing softness, still wet and shining from her sweat. Her pillowy bosom, capped with dark pink nipples and thick areola tempted him. Her scent, while sweaty and dirty, was still heavy and thick with the tasty scent of a woman.

His nostrils flared, but he released a sharp breath. He focused, putting his crewmate’s care before his lust and tossed the wet, sticky shirt across the room, then he reached for her green haramaki and black leggings. The haramaki came off easily, sliding up her torso without much difficulty, though it did get caught on the huge shelf of her fat tits.

He trailed his hands down her womanly, well-toned legs. He admired the long, calf-high boots she wore. Unlike Hancock, who would always strut around in high heels, she seemed to favor more practical boots. Black and simple. He carefully slipped them off her feet.

Her leggings proved tricky. He was still cradling her in his arms, her big, soft booty parked on his kneeling knee while her back rested against his other leg. So it took a little work to tug the band of those skin-tight leggings down the huge curve of her meaty ass. But he managed, and as he slipped those leggings down her muscular thighs and slender legs, his eyes widened. He got a good glimpse at a patch of green hair, just above a pair of soft, pale pussy lips. It wasn’t just a bra she was lacking, but panties too. His newest little swordswoman was going commando.

He tossed her leggings across the room, joining her black boots and white shirt. Then he lifted her naked body in his arms, and stepped into the bath. He carefully lowered her to the water’s surface, sitting her down in the water to soak. Then he stripped himself, tossing his clothes into the pile.

He let out a groan of discomfort as he slipped into the water beside her. Hancock’s bath was a special case. It was shallow. Only going up to his waist as he sat down in the water. A safety precaution, to ensure she would never be paralyzed by the water. It was why he brought Zora here, rather than the public bath.

He slipped over Zora’s legs, and plopped down on her soft thighs. She was still sleeping, her head resting on the edge as her back leaned against the wall of the bath. He reached for the side of the bath and grabbed a bar of soap. He was surprised by how massive Hancock’s collection of beauty products was, but as Empress to an all-female island he supposed that kind of thing was beyond him. From the wide collection of soaps she stored in the bath, he picked out a green bar that matched Zora’s hair, and smelled like lime.

He brought the bar to her chest, and started carefully running it along her smooth skin. He wet his hands in the bath and brought them to her huge breasts, carefully washing away the dirt and grime from her body. Soaped up her chest until it was covered in foamy bubbles and put the soap down for a moment, grabbing and massaging the soap into her boobs with both hands. He earnestly washed her body.

He had a strange look of intense concentration as he groped his sleeping crewmate. Despite his Lust Lust Fruit telling him to ravage her, his intentions were pure. He washed her soapy breasts until they glistened, then brought both his hands to the water to rinse off her tits. Then he moved to her arms, carefully cleaning her body and admiring her well-trained muscles.

He ran his large hands and rough fingers all across his crewmate’s plush, womanly curves and hard, well-defined muscles. Washing her arms and legs, running his hands across her firm abs and slender back. Massaging her huge, meaty ass. Even slipping his fingers down the crack of her ass, and between the soft lips of her pussy. He diligently cleaned her.

Even as she felt his hands roam across her body, washing away her sweat and dirt, she hardly stirred in her sleep.

It wasn’t until he had washed her from chest to toe, and was running his fingers through her cropped, messy hair that she started to wake. He shampooed her hair, rubbing it into her scalp when she finally opened her eyes.

Her bleary, sleepy eyes blinked softly. Her brain slowly started to recognize what she was seeing. A wide, broad chest. Firm pecs and an impressive set of well-defined abs. Strong, muscular arms above her gaze, and rough fingers running through her hair. She looked up and saw his face. A stern, simple concentration on his face as he washed her hair.

She looked down.

“Ayan~!” She made a cute, girlish squeak. Her face was flushing a brighter red than ever before in her life as she saw a thick, heavy hanging cock. It dangled just above the water’s surface, two huge balls barely submerged beneath it.

Then she nearly kicked him as she tried to get away, her hands instantly going to cover her breasts as she realized her nakedness.

He slipped away from her, raising his soapy hands in surprise, “Oh hey. You’re awake.” He said simply.

“Y-Y-You…” Zora was at a loss for words, eyes shifting around the room. Realizing she was in the bath with the naked man she’d decided to follow, she flushed with anger, “W-What do you think you’re doing!?”

“Washing you?” He tilted his head in confusion, “You were really dirty, you know? I wasn’t going to leave you like that…”

Her eyebrows twitched, “You don’t just strip and bathe strangers!”

“We’re not strangers are we? We’re crewmates!”

“Like that changes anything! We just met!” She insisted, “How do I know you didn’t violate me? I felt something odd influencing me from the moment we met! You have a Devil-Fruit don’t you?! Are you manipulating me?!”

He frowned, “I wouldn’t do that. We’re friends now. If we’re going to have sex then it should be fun for both of us.”

She sputtered at the absurd argument, then she huffed and glared at him, “Well I just woke up naked in an unfamiliar place, without my weapons. How am I supposed to trust you, Captain ?”

Luffy’s eyes stayed calm, he shrugged, “Your swords are behind you, just on the floor. I’m a Devil-Fruit user in still water. If you want to kill me all you have to do is push me backward. When my body gets submerged, my Devil-Fruit will cancel and I’ll be paralyzed.”

Zora stared at him for a moment silently. She considered his words, lightly biting her lip with narrowed eyes. For a second, he thought his words got through to her. Then she dove forward, and roughly pushed him backward.

He fell back, a look of genuine surprise on his face as he fell back and splashed down into the water. It surged around his face, and he felt his strength sap away. He held his breath as he felt her climb on top of him, sitting on his stomach, her hands cupping his cheeks beneath the water.

She stared down at him, huffing as she felt that lingering influence flood out of her body. She was completely free from his Devil-Fruit, and she could feel it. Yet there was still a warm swell in her breast, and she realized what it was. She looked at him beneath the water, watching him holding his breath, she considered everything she knew about him, then made her decision.

She grabbed his cheeks and pulled his head up out of the water. He coughed and spluttered, his face contorted in discomfort from the water paralyzing him. She pulled his face forward, and leaned down until they were real close.

Her face was grim and serious, “You seriously only washed me?”

“Yes.” He said as if it were obvious.

She believed him, her body feeling lighter and her skin feeling smoother than she can remember feeling in who-knows how long. She continued, “And those things you said about our dreams. You believe in me?”

“Of course!” His face twisted up in irritation as if annoyed she had doubted his words.

She bit her lip, “And your Devil-Fruit… what does it do?”

“It’s the Lust-Lust Fruit. It gives me powers against people that lust for me…”

Her brow raised, “Does it make people lust for you?”

His expression was blank, “Eh. I don’t know. Girls give me horny looks all the time... so, maybe? Why? Do you lust for me?”

She blushed a bit and considered dunking him back into the water. Instead, she cleared her throat, and shyly cast a glance behind her, “I’m asking the questions here. Now, do you lust for me ?”

“Yes.” He said so shamelessly, “I like all pretty girls.”

Her brow twitched, “Then why…” She suddenly reached an arm behind her and grabbed his large, limp cock with her slender hands, “Are you soft?!” She suddenly shouted.

He blinked innocently, “Cause we aren’t having sex?”

“You washed the naked body of a beautiful woman without getting hard?” She asked skeptically.

“Well, I really wanted to get you clean…” He defended himself, “I didn’t want to have sex with you unless you were into it!”

She let out a huff, starting to piece together the strange man in front of him. A man that had a crazy power over the lusts of women, but didn’t take advantage of it. As she started to understand him, she felt her choice of following him was the correct one. That warm, steady attraction she felt in her heart, it wasn’t his Fruit. It was her heart.

Realizing that, she leaned down and planted a firm, sudden kiss on his lips.

“MMnn?” He let out a noise of surprise, but happily kissed her back. His experience far outshined hers, and even half-paralyzed by water he took control. His lips smacking against hers as he got his first taste, his tongue slipped out of his lips.

But just as it brushed hers, she pulled away. A strong blush on her cheeks. She looked behind her and felt his cock harden in her hand, blood rushing to the thick member. She gawked at it as it surged to full-mast, a monstrous twelve inches that made her hand look puny in comparison. With a shuddering breath, she lightly stroked it, running her supple fingers down the huge size.

Then he groaned, not in pleasure, but discomfort, “Uh… Zora… If we’re gonna do this, can you get me out of the water?”

She chuckled. She planted her feet on either side of his torso, rising to her feet. Her long, slender legs filled his vision, and he got a straight look up to her bare pussy. The tuft of green hair drawing attention to her plump, pale pussy lips.

He barely managed to keep his head above water, shamelessly staring at her pretty pussy. Then she leaned down, suddenly bending at the waist. Her huge breasts swung on her chest, dangling right in front of his face. She tugged him out of the water by his arms. He happily smiled as he felt that awful draining sensation flood out of him, only to be shoved right back onto his ass. This time he kept the majority of his body out of the water, only his legs getting submerged as his back went flat against the edge of the bath.

Zora straddled him, slipping down into his lap, her thick thighs squeezed up against his legs. His huge member was sandwiched between them. The base of his cock brushed her pussy lips, while the rest of his shaft twitched against her abs.

She cupped his cheeks, bright green eyes staring deep into his. She stared at him for a moment, her huge tan breasts squished against his chest, one final question lingering in her mind, “Is sex just about fun to you?”

His brow furrowed at the question and he nodded, “Of course.” She narrowed her eyes, but he continued, “Isn’t it fun for everyone to have sex with people you like?”

She let out a small chuckle, shaking her head. He was a strange guy, but seemed genuine. She bit her lip and lifted her wide hips, grabbing his thick length with her hand.

“Woah.” Luffy softly said as she suddenly primed his cockhead at the entrance to her tiny slit, “Careful… Girls usually like it slow…”

“Ha.” She huffed, “I’m stronger than those girls you usually fuck.” She said boldly, and dropped her hips.

Then, as the swollen cockhead pushed through her tight crevice and his length was swallowed up by her tight pussy, she threw her head back. Her eyes were wide open in shock, her teeth tightly clenched as she felt his monster cock sink all the way to the base in her tight cunt. In one go, she sank all the way down onto his lap. Feeling that huge mushroom head punch against the entrance to her womb sent unbelievable pleasure through her body.

She grabbed his shoulders, her body shaking in shocks of pleasure, But she didn’t let out a peep. She twitched and convulsed in his lap her tight hole stretched to its limits by the fat cock buried deep into it. His huge length throbbed in her walls, every thick vein, every twitch and throb sent little electric shocks up her spine.

Her eyes went cross with ecstasy, getting her first real taste of cock. She fell forward, her giant tits pancaking against Luffy’s broad chest as she huffed in his ear.

He wrapped his arms around her, one holding her slim waist while the other slipped down to grab a handful of her fat, bouncy asscheek. He squeezed and groped her soft bubble butt, firmly grabbing the springyness of her huge asscheek. Tugging it slightly to expose her cute rosebud to the open air.

Then he went to her neck, as it was right in front of him, his rough lips kissing and sucking on her exposed skin as he felt her soft warmth pressing into him. He let her adjust to the feeling of his huge member stretching out her tight, clenching walls. The soft, constricting walls of her pussy already working hard, squeezing his dick delightfully. He groaned at her tightness, her warmth, his first taste of Zora’s pussy was a good one.

Then she panted in his ear, her arms wrapping around his neck tightly, “A-Alright, Captain…” She huffed, “I’ll bet on you. I’ll give you my everything. My ambition. My sword. My trust… my body .”

Then she slipped away from his neck, looking at him with a serious expression, “But if you let me down… Cause me to fail at my dream, or break my heart… Then you better take responsibility…”

He squeezed her tight, Zora softly letting out a surprised noise as he brought her closer. Their bodies completely melded together, embracing each other’s warmth. Then he grinned, and pecked her soft lips, “Don’t worry. We’ll reach the top of this world together, Zora. I won’t let you down.”

She leaned forward, her soft lips pressing firmly against his, not at all satisfied by the chaste kiss. She met his lips with passion, smacking against his in hot, needy kisses. She moaned as she felt his lips met hers, his fingers digging into the softness of her ass. She felt her excitement start to swell, and began to grind her body against his.

She rubbed those soft, marshmallowy tits into the rock-hard muscle of his chest. Her absolutely huge boobs drowning his muscle in springy, silky breastmeat. The tan mountains of her chest squished firmly against him, granting him a heavenly look at a deep valley of cleavage. He could feel her nipples, soft and thick, brushing and dragging across his skin as she rubbed her chest against him.

He stuck his tongue into her mouth. Sloppily kissing his first recruit as he squeezed her vast, bouncy asscheek, guiding her hips in smooth circles on his fat cock. Her pussy massaged his prick like nothing else, almost desperate to please him as she made the lightest movements with her hips.

Tasting the sweetness of her tongue and lips, feeling her tight, wet walls around his cock, and digging his fingers into the unbelievable softness of her ass, he was in heaven.

Then she broke away from their naughty kiss, saliva drooling from her tongue as she moved her face away from his. Her eyes were dazed, spit dripping from her wet, glossy lips. A soft pink blush dusted her cheeks, and she hugged his neck tighter with her toned arms. Then she swallowed thickly, “A-Alright, Captain… My body’s yours…”

Then she started to lift her wide, juicy hips. Sliding her soft, clenching pussy up the stiffness of his prick, she moaned hotly. Then, lifting as high as she could on her knees, she slammed her hips back down. She let out a sharp, sexy moan as her fat ass clapped against his thighs, water splashing her hips. His cock sank all the way back into her pussy, bottoming out against her cervix. It was one of the only pussies he’d had that could take his entire length, and it had him growling in pleasure to feel it.

She didn’t even need a moment to collect herself, and lifted those juicy hips again. She held onto his neck, slapping her huge ass back down on his lap. Her pussy squelching with juices, and her soft cheeks splashing water as she came down on his prick.

Then she huffed, holding him for balance as she lifted her hips again and again. Bringing her pussy down sharply on his cock each time in a fast, steady-paced fuck. Luffy’s hand still gripped her ass, following along with her movements as he squeezed her soft tush.

“Oh fuck~!” Zora moaned hotly, the walls of her slick cunt squeezing tightly, “Are cocks supposed to be this huge..?”

Unlike the other girls that lost themselves with just a taste of his monolithic member, Zora kept her head as she swung her meaty hips down on his lap. She rode his cock like an experienced whore, only her iron-will kept her mind from melting into the lustful desperate haze that girls always sunk into around him.

Her cunt squeezed him like a vice, clinging to his huge cock as she slid up and down his length. He blinked in surprise, his mouth falling open as he felt the soft pleats of her cunt grip his cock, massaging his entire length as she swung her hips. She’d already learned how to use the muscles in her pussy, showing a surprising gift for sex as she used them to squeeze his dick, trapping him inside her hot tunnel.

Of course, the first recruit of such a lustful Captain had to be skilled in sex, and Zora was a prodigy. Her soft pussy swallowed him up with every downward thrust of her ass, taking him deeper than most of her new crew could manage. She moaned loudly, her sexy low voice coming out in hot breaths and sharp gasps every time his mushroom tip brushed against her womb.

“Luffy~!” She panted in her lust, her eyes giving him sexy, desperate looks as drool slipped down her lips, “How do you like it Captain?” She moaned throatily, “The tight pussy of your newest recruit? Do you always welcome new members like this~? Splitting their tight cunts open with this massive cock?”

He groaned in surprise, his hand squeezing her ass tightly as he heard her naughty words. He pulled her down sharply, her thick asscheeks clapping against his thighs as his cockhead bumped her cervix. She moaned sharply, her toes curling and her eyes crossing as she twitched in pleasure.

He growled, “You’re my first recruit… but if they’ve got a thirsty pussy like yours then I might make it a habit.”

She laughed openly, her cunt squeezing him harder as she flexed her muscles, “That’s fine I guess. Just don’t forget about this thirsty pussy. I think I’m already broken into your shape Captain… no other cock will fit this stretched-out cunt anymore…”

He growled and pulled her tightly against him, kissing and biting her lips roughly, “I’ll fuck you every day. So don’t even think about other guys.”

She moaned and felt him suck her tongue, shaking her hips in pleasure, “What a greedy Captain I have… to hog all this pussy to himself…”

He grinned and planted his feet, mustering his strength to buck his hips against hers. As he sharply thrust into her tight cunt, she let out a little shriek in surprised pleasure. Then he leaned in, and whispered in her ear, “I’m no Hero, Zora… You’re mine .”

“Yes~!” She shrieked as he started to fuck her pussy from below, “I’m yours, Captian~!”

They clung to each other tightly, abandoning words to lose themselves in a hot, needy fuck. They swung their hips in unison, desperately satiating their lusts on each other’s body. Her greedy, tightly squeezing cunt was ravaged by his hungry, throbbing length.

They passionately rutted into each other, arms wrapped around their partner as they tightly clung to each other. Zora’s huge, meaty ass swung down sharply, meeting Luffy’s lap in rapid, sharp claps. Their hot and heavy sex filling the bath with passionate moans, splashing water, and the loud, wet claps of skin on skin.

Luffy plundered her pussy, staking his claim on her tight, juicy cunt. He squeezed her soft, shaking ass while his lips licked and sucked at the olive skin of her narrow neck. Every part of her soft, womanly body he could reach, he marked as his own.

Finally, it was all too much for the green-haired woman. While her will was strong and her pussy was impressive enough to swallow up Luffy’s monster-cock, she had her limits. All it took was one sharp thrust that hit a spot in her pussy juu~uus t right, then her legs gave in to the pleasure.

Falling limply in his lap, she squeezed down on his cock harder than ever. Her emerald eyes went wide, her teeth clenched tightly as she let out a shrill, girlish squeal. Her pussy spasmed like it was electrocuted, gushing juices as she had an earth-shattering orgasm. Her mind melted with pleasure, her eyes losing focus as she clung to her Captain like a lifeline.

He groaned and lightly bit her neck as he felt her cunt convulse. Then he pulled her ass down as deep as he could, his cock pushing her cervix back as he bottomed out all the way in her tight pussy. His fat cockhead swelled, and he let his own orgasm go. Blasting a thick, hot creampie right into Zora’s twat, the poor girl wasn’t ready.

She suddenly hissed in surprise, feeling that hot, sticky semen flooding her womb until she was leaking semen from her tightly stretched pussy. Then she came again, explosively. Her mind went white and her fingers dug into Luffy’s back as she wailed. She howled like murder, her thick thighs and juicy ass trembled on Luffy’s cock as her cunt spasmed in orgasm.

He blasted load after thick load into her womb, clinging tightly to her warm body as she thrashed in his arms. He huffed as he poured his cum into her thirsty pussy, finally breaking in his new recruit properly. By the time his cock twitched, splashing his last shot of hot cum into her slick walls, she was completely out of it. Her mega orgasm sucked the last of her energy out of her body, and she went limp against him.

He laughed lightly, patting her huge, juicy ass, and rose up out of the bath. Honestly, he considered pressing her into a wall on the way out, fucking her tight pussy flush against it until he dropped another steamy load in her flooded walls. He resisted, maybe later, when she was properly rested. He reminded himself that she’d been through a lot the past few weeks, so he went easy on her this time.

He carried her out of the bath, her tight cunt still wrapped around his huge cock, legs hooked in his arms as his fingers dug into her soft, meaty ass. He carried her out of the bath, through his private room and up the stairs to find her a room of her own. Their bare bodies were completely exposed to every Kuja he passed. The girls of the crew drooling and cheering as they saw the state of their newest crewmate.

The whole time she clung to his body in her sleep, her body suddenly twitching and moaning from every step he took.

He dumped her off in her own room, leaving her in a huge, soft bed. Then he stepped back into the hall and blinked.

Around him were a dozen Kuja. Their faces were red and needy, their tongues hanging out of their lips with every hot, panting breath. Their noses flared and they drew closer to the thick, delicious scent of sex that hung off him. Their eyes locked on his huge, still-hard cock as it dripped with Zora’s girl-cum.

He spent the rest of the day buried in soft, warm, Kuja flesh.

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Captain's Quarters

By the time he slipped away from the pile of fucked-silly, cum-leaking Kuja, it was already nightfall. He softly sighed in bliss as he walked through the halls of the ship. His muscles were aching delightfully, the exertions of sex with so many women at once was starting to weigh on him, just a bit… or at least that’s what he thought it was, but there was a peculiar, lingering feeling. A profound sense of strength in his muscles, like he’d just been through the most intense, rigorous training of his life.

For now, he wrote it off as the afterglow of sex, but later he’d realize it was something much deeper.

He opened the door to his Captain’s Quarters, stark naked. He’d lost his clothes somewhere in the pile of fat-assed, big breasted Kuja, and didn’t feel like bothering to look for them. He was sure they’d pop up sooner or later.

He stepped through the door, uncaring of his nudity as he looked into the room. He found Hancock there at her nightstand and he quickly closed the door behind him.

“Honey…” He softly said, using that cutesy nickname she loved to call him. He used it because he saw her there, just as naked as he, in front of a luxurious vanity mirror, brushing her long hair.

As she brought those long, silky black locks over her shoulder, running a thin brush carefully through them… She exposed her naked back to his eyes. The terrible, burned scar of the Celestial Dragons right in front of him.

She froze up stiffly, her eyes going wide with horror, and quickly moved to cover herself. She reached for her gown, but he firmly grasped her hand. He hugged her tightly, looking into her eyes through the mirror, “You don’t have anything to be ashamed of. I love you no matter what. I know you know that.”

It was a sweet, loving sentiment that Luffy never imagined he would feel so strongly. He never thought of himself as someone into lovey-dovey stuff… but that was Hancock’s influence on him. She stirred up a sweet, loving passion in his heart. Just as he stirred up a hotter, boiling passion in hers.

She lowered her shaky hands, a soft smile curling up on her lips. She opened her mouth to speak, but he kissed her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth as he hungrily tasted her.

She melted into his kiss, his arms, softly and timidly meeting his tongue with hers. She lovingly kissed him back, like a devoted, submissive wife. But then she tasted something else on his tongue and pulled back. Shyly covering her mouth with one hand, she licked her lips, “Honey… do I taste a woman on your tongue..?” Her words were soft and sweet, like she was expecting a gift, not accusing her lover of cheating.

But with Hancock, who had accepted Luffy’s Lust entirely, there was no ‘cheating’. Instead, her heart fluttered at the thought of Luffy having his way with other women, knowing that at the end of the day, she was the one he came back to.

“Yeah…” He licked his lips too, eyes running down her bare body. Her snowy white breasts hung on her chest enticingly. Their huge size somehow keeps a full, firm shape despite their heavy weight. He cupped one milky, soft breast in one hand, lightly running his thumb around her large areola, “I had a lot of fun tonight… I think you’ll like to hear it. I know you just brushed your hair but… wanna take a bath?”

A week ago, there would have been nothing appealing about entering a bath as a Devil-Fruit user. But the chance of seeing his lover dripping wet, with her bountiful, plush curves soaped up and shiny… it was too enticing to ignore. A luxury he selfishly indulged in every single night.

Hancock placed her brush down, a happy smile on her face, “Of course my love… I was hoping you’d say that…”

Once he was calve-deep in still water, hugging Hancock’s soapy body to his chest. Her massive, bubble-covered titties squished against his chest as his fingers dug into the soft, firm womanly fat of her big butt.

He exposed the real reason he subjected himself to still-water twice in one day. He cradled Hancock’s body close to his, softly running his rough hands over her soft curves, whispering naughty words into her ear. All the juicy, dirty details of his romp with Zora in the bath. Then, he silently subjected her to it, washing her huge, milky tits just as he’d washed Zora’s firm, tanned melons.

He washed her long, slender arms. Her thick, squishy thighs. Even slipped his finger into her pretty pink pussy, until her delicate flower glistened with water, breathtakingly flawless. The entire time he spilled dirty, teasing words into Hancock’s ear. Telling her just how much fun he had breaking in his new crewmate.

The beautiful, noble Empress of the Kuja melted under his touch. The bright blush on her cheeks was the first evidence of her excitement. The second came when her shy nipples, always hiding away from him, peeked out all on their own. Popping out, perky and sensitive. Making her entire body shiver if he even blew on them.

Of course the third was when he finally slid his cock into her juicy, aching pussy. Just the feeling of his fat cockhead pushing into the tight seal of her entrance had her throwing her head back, squirting in a surprised, powerful orgasm.

It was that night that Luffy learned that the mind was a very important part of sex, and that he wanted to get a lot better at dirty talk. Because that night, not only was Hancock’s pussy the tightest and juiciest since their first night together, but she was amazingly passionate as well. Taking the initiative to bounce on his lap just as Zora had, almost desperate to prove she was the better fuck.

She proved her claim immediately, of course, when she didn’t pass out from the first heavy load pumped into her womb… but that didn’t even slow her down.