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«There you are.»
You gasp when you hear the voice, almost sliding down from the oversized chair.
«Woah!!! Oh... oh, I think I fell asleep. I swear, I just wanted a moment to recover from all the ruckus...»
You draw your legs up to your chest, smiling at the person who has just arrived.
«What, did you run away too? I think they will soon notice that both spouses are missing, Sakazuki.»
«Tsk. Someone will come up with something, I've had enough.»
Snorts the Admiral, closing the door behind him with his usual irritated expression.
For this time, you can definitely understand him.
Since Sengoku had given you that choice, whether to marry Akainu or leave and build a new life to avoid becoming a potential victim of the many thugs who could target the Admiral, a month had passed. A month of sleepless nights where during the day you had to continue with your everyday life, while as the sun went down, that marriage that had been "long planned" was arranged.
This had meant long sessions where you two had to learn scripts for the press, information on how the ceremony would take place, and the inevitable appointments to make the dresses.
The period had been so exhausting and demanding that even though you had been moving into Sakazuki's house for a week now, you had barely seen each other until that day, the fateful wedding date.
Your fatigue had been masked by experienced makeup artists as they slipped you into a beautiful wedding dress, which at least you had been able to choose to tailor to your taste. The ceremony had been quiet enough, but as soon as you had set foot in the reception hall at the Marine base you had been blinded by thousands of paparazzi flashes that had not left you alone for a second. Feeling yourself being watched every moment had finally won out over your resistance, and you had gone to take refuge in the only place you knew, Akainu's office.
After all, you were now his wife, and no one could enter an Admiral's room without permission... except its owner.
«You know, you surprised me.»
You comment smoothing your dress, your gaze settling on your brand-new ring.
«I thought you'd be the first to send everyone to hell. Or incinerated the cam-snails of those reporters. Or incinerated the reporters directly as you sent them to hell.»
«It would only have created worse hassle, it wasn't worth it.»
Sakazuki replied dryly, sitting down on the small sofa leaning against the wall and pulling out a cigar from his inner pocket. An all-white suit has been tailored for the occasion, with a plain scarlet shirt underneath and a rose of the same color pinned to his chest.
«It looks good on you.»
You comment, causing him to stop before the cigar reaches his lips.
«What?»
«The suit. You don't look bad in white, you could keep it and use it for other occasions.»
«Hmm...you're probably right. At least it will be useful.»
«Oh, you say I should make mine useful too then?»
You jump down from the chair, retrieving the bouquet from the desk and circling yourself in the center of the room. A scarlet sash at your waist and the red roses in your bouquet make your clothes a match, making a stark contrast on the white fabric.
«Do you think I could use it for work? It must be fun to transplant bulbs with it on!»
You hope you can at least get a smile out of him, but his expression doesn't change, in fact it seems to darken him. He takes a long puff of the cigar, before saying something.
«You... are you sure you didn't regret it?»
Your smile falls. You cross your arms, letting out a sigh.
«Again with this? I already told you it's okay. Until proven otherwise, I asked you to marry me, Sakazuki...»
«It wasn't entirely your choice, you were cornered.»
He points out, grimly.
«So what? I preferred to take the risk, it wasn't a burden for me!»
"Tsk, precisely, you are too impulsive. When this pointless event will be over, you'll realize the mistake you made.»
"The, uh, 'useless event'?»
You repeat slowly, as if to make sure you have heard correctly. Until now you have remained calm and patient, but hearing those words irritates you beyond belief.
«It may have been scripted, but I would prefer if you didn't talk about our marriage this way.»
«You know what I mean.»
«No, I don't!»
You walk with great strides toward him, slapping away his cigar with the back of your hand, making it fly mercilessly on the floor leaving a dark mark.
«What the hell are you doing?!»
He immediately roars, snapping to his feet and towering over you.
«Listen to me!»
You shout back, outraged.
«It's been a month since we've had a decent conversation, and when we talk you keep going on with this mistake thing. You know what? I think you were the one who didn't want to get married my dear! If that was the case, you could have said so right away, instead of going on unwillingly out of your stupid pride!»
«How dare you! I was worrying about you, you made a tremendous decision on the spur of the moment! Anyone would be displaced, it's not my fault if you live recklessly without thinking of the consequences!»
«I what?!»
You point a finger at him, poking him in his now burning abdomen.
«I try to see the bright side of things, instead of making constant tragedies when something is not planned in every detail! What do you think, that such a change is difficult only for you!? I had to move into your house from one moment to the next, for fuck's sake!»
«I've noticed, since you've scattered your furnishings everywhere! What kind of chaos do you want to turn that habitation into!?»
«It's called personalizing spaces, it was so empty it looked like no one lived there!»
«It's called a mess, and I don't like it!»
«Fuck you, you should have told me earlier instead of grunting and worrying about bonsai trees when I asked you! If you're such a control freak that you can't stand a couple of knick-knacks it's none of my business, a little clutter in life is good!»
«This is nonsense! I could never be with such a shrewd-minded person!»
«And I could never be with an ill-tempered dog like you!»
«Unbearable woman!»
«Hysterical Admiral!»
«You...!!!»
«You...!!!»
You shout in unison with flaming eyes, involuntarily interrupting.
You both remain motionless for a second that seems much longer, then you hurl yourselves at each other fiercely, a kiss more teeth than lips. You almost get thrown to the ground by Akainu's tank-like impetuosity, but you manage to keep yourself upright by clinging to his clothes like there's no tomorrow. You bite his lip, making him open his mouth with a grunt to mill your tongue against his, the taste of tobacco mingling with saliva.
«Bold of you to talk to me like that. Not many people have the courage to do that.»
You almost hear him growl against your mouth fragmentarily, between kisses.
«And that's… that's the reaction you have whenever someone talks back to you? Now I understand why Admiral Kizaru is always happy to be around and pester you.»
You respond wryly, winning a bite on the collarbone that makes you moan unceremoniously.
«Oh, so you like rough play. Seems we're not so incompatible then.»
You blush, unable to deny it, caressing his shirt.
«Having sex in the office sounds like something against the rules, sure your integrity can handle it, Admiral?»
You claws his shirt open popping the buttons, baring the massive tattooed chest.
«The office is mine, what I do in it is nobody else's business.»
He replies, licking your neck with that scorching tongue of his.
«So you know how to loosen up when you want to. Good boy~»
You purr, reaching out a hand to graze the bulge in his pants, his steel muscles stiffening.
«Exuberant, I see.»
Akainu comments with a grumble, grabbing your dress and tearing it off you as if it was made of paper, leaving you with only your underwear. His eager gaze seems to burn your skin, it's obvious that he really likes what's in front of him and you don't dislike feeling so desired.
«Hey hothead, you could have asked me to take it off, I wanted to keep it...»
«I'll have another one made for you.»
He replies hastily, taking off his jacket and what's left of his shirt remaining completely shirtless.
What a piece of work... fuck tho, his physique is impressive.
You can't help thinking, feeling a quiver. Before the wedding you had hardly touched each other, and then during the preparations you were too busy and tired to even think about it.
Who would have thought… we ended up as an old-fashioned couple after all, no sex before marriage. My grandmother would be proud of me.
You almost laugh, restrained by your gaze lingering again on the conspicuous erection in his pants.
If it's proportionate to his height, I'm in for a hell of a time.
«What are you thinking about?»
The Admiral brings you back to reality with his rough voice.
«I was trying to imagine my husband below the belt. I've never dated someone so tall before, I hope you won't break me in two.»
You answers sincerely.
Incredibly, a smirk appears on his face.
«Worried, Y/n? Think you can't handle me? Where has all the determination from before gone?»
He taunts you, surprising you with a side of him you hadn't seen yet.
«Trust me, if I put my mind to it, I can do anything!»
«Then come here. Prove it.»
He sits back down on the couch, legs spread wide waiting for you.
You sustain his gaze as you kneel in front of him, running a finger over the dangerously stretched fabric before at least freeing his shaft from the restraining pants.
This thing will never fit.
You think, even before you lower the elastic band of his underwear and come face to face with the beast.
Not only it's proportionate, this is big even for him.
You try to maintain a neutral expression, but in front of the thick, throbbing cock, your pussy begins to get wet with anticipation.
Apparently, even though your brain is telling you that you are going to die, your body is very much ready to accept the challenge.
Well, I'm not known for having good ideas, so I might as well go through with it.
Your mouth wraps around his tip, making it twitch. You work your way down slowly, starting to gag when you're not even halfway there yet.
«Tsk. You don't look so convinced now that you're choking on my cock, do you, Y/n?»
You give him a "wait and see" look, taking a long breath through your nose. Tears sting your eyes, but you still manage to swallow it almost all the way down before you start bobbing your head on its length.
«Ngh...your persistence paid off, indeed. Not bad...»
You hear him comment, one of his hands resting on your head for now motionless.
You feel your pussy drenching your panties without restraint as you continue, Akainu's cock pulsing in your throat, the heat radiating stronger and stronger. You feel his fist clench, taking a handful of hair, and beginning to push your head a little deeper, a little rougher up and down its length abusing your full throat.
Fuck, it's so hot, it feels like standing next to a stove… I hope his cum is normal and not a shot of magma.
The thought briefly crosses your mind just as Sakazuki with a grunt pushes you down to the base, his cock releasing straight down your throat.
A little warmer than normal, but as your esophagus has not melted, you are happy to realize that your idea was unfounded.
«Hmm...»
You tap one hand on the Admiral's leg to let him know you're low on oxygen, finally being left free to stand up and give your sore jaws a rest.
«Ouch...I'll feel this tomorrow morning. By the way, you should clarify certain things first you know! For a moment I thought you were going to burn me to death.»
«What the heck-»
He begins, putting two and two together immediately after and putting a hand over his eyes sighing.
«You… how on earth you get such ideas, I'll never understand.»
«But... that's why you love me after all, isn't it? I am the unpredictability in your rigid and austere life!»
You reply sticking your tongue out, and swearing to catch a glimpse of a smile.
«Woah!»
Before you can assure it, in a second you are lifted up and placed with your back on the desk. Akainu gets rid of your soaked panties by holding your legs open, making you blush at the idea of having everything exposed like this in front of him.
«Look, I haven't even touched you and you're already so wet -- what a slutty reaction.»
The Admiral licks his lips and dives between your legs, his hot tongue attacking your clit to suck on it. Your legs close around his head, your back arching as the wave of pleasure you've been waiting for so long hits you hard, making you moan loudly. His teeth graze your bundle of nerves making you tremble in pleasure, your hands clutching furiously at his hair.
«Aaah...fuck, c-continue!!!»
You almost cry out, his tongue creeping into your slit. You feel both of Akainu's hands anchored so firmly on your thighs that they're probably leaving bruises, until with one he lets go of you only to begin crudely pumping two fingers inside your slit, filling the air with wet sounds.
«I-I'm coming, I'm coming!!!»
You come hard, your head tilted back as the Admiral continues lapping relentlessly until you are a panting mess, your legs trembling slightly.
You feel him slip his fingers out, leaving you with an uncomfortable hollow feeling as he wipes with your abandoned panties.
«Turn around. Ass up.»
He says unceremoniously, his cock as ready as if he hadn't come just minutes earlier.
This man has frightening stamina.
You obey, head resting on the desk with your hands clasped on the edge, ass up supported by uncertain knees.
With the same eagerness he's shown so far, Akainu slams his monstrous cock into your pussy, making you clutch the wood of the desk so hard your knuckles whiten. He fills you to the point that it almost feels painful, your pussy stretched to its utmost limit, but you still manage against all odds not to let him break you in two.
«Fuck. You're so tight...»
Actually, you are the huge one.
You want to respond, but your mind goes blank after the Admiral's first thrust.
It doesn't take long before any discomfort turns completely to pleasure reducing you to a moaning, upturned-eyed, tongue-out disaster.
«You are such a vision right now, Y/n. Completely in ecstasy over my cock like a bitch in heat.»
He slaps your ass, making you gasp.
«A-again...»
You stutter sheepishly, looking at him with teary eyes.
«Hmm. Just as I thought.»
He comments with a satisfied smile, slapping you again as he continues to rearrange your internal organs with each thrust.
«Aaah, Sa...Sakazukiii!!!»
When the knot in your stomach finally loosens, you climax so hard you squirt on the floor. Even Sakazuki can't resist anymore your clamping pussy, and he pulls out just in time to cum everywhere on your back.
As soon as he's done, you fold your knees, lying on the desk, panting and on the verge of fainting.
«Keep still. I'm going to clean you up.»
You hear him say, feeling a rough hand on your head.
«No prob. Can't... move.»
You can barely say, trying to catch your breath. Between the unbearable heat in the room and the accumulated fatigue, you're definitely too groggy to do anything.
«If you want to sleep, do it. I'll figure out something for the ceremony, I think it's almost over now anyway.»
His words tempt you enormously, but you can't sleep, no.
First there's something you definitely want to do, even though your eyelids are trying desperately to close.
«Hey, Sakazuki? I'm sorry.»
You say softly, looking up at him.
«I don't remember anything for which you need to apologize to me.»
«Yes, there is. I shouldn't have been so abrupt, and besides, you're right, it's your house I'll arrange my belongings better...»
«No.»
He answers dryly, finding in a drawer a small washcloth with which he begins to clean you up.
«You can place around whatever you want. It's not my house, it's our house now.»
He mumbles, helping you sit back down. His dark eyes are planted in yours, his ringed hands clasped together with yours.
«I know I'm not an easy man, and I don't tell you as much as you deserve, but I love you, Y/n. I don't guarantee I will succeed, but I will try with all my might to make you happy.»
He brings his face closer to yours and kisses you, a much more controlled and mild kiss that makes your heart feel warm.
«You know... maybe I'll be a little masochistic, but it is precisely because you say it so rarely that your "I love you" is very special to me. Maybe everyone can make you angry, but only I made you fall in love!»
This time, you really see the smile that relaxes his hard face. He lets his ruined shirt slip over your shoulders, big enough to reach below your knees, and carries you to the small sofa.
You already have an idea of where this is going, but can you survive another round? You're really beat, but his warm breath on your sweaty skin, that expression, the idea of his rough hands still on you... maybe.... mayyybe…
Knock-knock.
A sudden knock on the door nips any possible bad idea in the bud, leaving you both frozen in place.
«Who the hell is that?»
Growls Akainu shortly afterward, evidently irritated by the interruption.
«Oooi, Sakazukiiii!»
You open your eyes wide, recognizing Admiral Kizaru's drawling voice.
«If you're done generating the next Navy admiral, I wanted to warn you that Sengoku wants to see you. Everyone was sent home on an excuse, but he was still particularly annoyed by your sudden disappeeeearance~»
You barely hold back a laugh, putting both hands in front of your mouth.
«Did your colleague just admit that he overheard us?»
You ask Sakazuki, seeing him pinch the base of his nose before striding toward the door in great strides, shouting furiously.
«Borsalino!!! How fucking long have you been there!? I swear-»
He opens the door just enough to walk out slamming it behind him, continuing the scolding at the other.
You let go of the laughter you were holding back, lying down on the small sofa and turning over the wedding ring on your finger.
«This wedding promises to be interesting...who knows what the future holds. One thing is certain...any way you look at it, I have the hottest husband!»