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You weaved through the market crowd quickly and efficiently, trying to make up for lost time. You were looking for a whittling knife, the last thing on your list. A sudden yell made you flinch, but the crowd around you didn’t react. You quickly looked over your shoulder and huffed in relief. The yell sounded exactly like Taro and you were worried they had found you again. The crew had grown tired of bars and hookups but the time to cast off was still a few days away. They had been following you around all morning while you tried to shop for some necessities and whining like children. Luckily, Blumarine was clumsy as always and face planted into some dung in the middle of the street. In the general chaos of the crew helping him up and at the same time laughing at him, you took the chance to finally disappear. It took you three hours to dump them and only an hour to get all that you needed. You shook your head. The crew of the Oro Jackson was a loud bunch and you really needed a break after weeks of rough sailing. You finally spotted the right booth and quickly jumped into bartering. Satisfied with the price, you crossed your arms as you waited for the merchant to package your knife. You watched the merchant carefully wrap your knife and reach for a string, when suddenly dread washed over you. It was a deep, bone chilling fear of death. A shiver ran down your spine, as if you were swimming in the ocean and a Sea King had noticed you from below, choosing you for its next meal. The feeling was unmistakable - a hunter’s gaze. You shook yourself and stood still. The warning grew, it seemed almost audible now like the low rumble of a mountain before an avalanche, but no one around seemed to hear it. A smile tugged at your lips. You sighed and leaned back as if to fall backwards - instead, your back hit a firm surface and you relaxed against a warm body. You snuggled into it with a smile and looked up at Gaban, who was standing behind you with a menacing grin. He leaned down to give you a peck on the lips, while his hands lightly traced up and down your arms and you shuddered into the kiss. His amber scent enveloped you as he draped his arms over your shoulders to wait with you, his body keeping you warm in the chilly evening air.
“Thought you could run and hide, huh?” he murmured right into your ear. He pressed on you with his haki, drowning you in terror right in the middle of the market. You closed your eyes and relaxed in his embrace, leaning your head on his chest and listening to his steady heartbeat. The moment you relaxed into him in spite of the threatening haki, he melted. A wave of calm washed over you as he sharply inhaled and eased off. His teasing attitude forgotten and replaced by complete devotion. He nuzzled into your hair, inhaling deeply. He loved the game, loved to see you go against every instinct telling you to run and dismiss it just to snuggle closer to him. It blew his mind, the trust you had in him to be able to do that. It had him eating out of your hand and running after you like a puppy. He kissed your temples, thinking how lucky he is to have found you. You took the package from the merchant, shoving it in your bag and paying, then turned in Gaban’s embrace to face him. You planted a teasing kiss on his chin. And another. And another.
“It’s been some time since we were completely alone,” you mumbled as he closed his eyes between kisses. “They were a nightmare to get away from. We won't get another chance.”
“I know a place,” he whispered with a grin and turned around, pulling you into the crowd. He draped his arm over your shoulders and guided you away from the market, into smaller streets and finally into an alley with a dead end. You looked at him quizzically. It’s not that you didn’t like a little audience here and there, but you have had enough of exhibitionism on the crowded ship. He squeezed your arm with a wink and kept walking to a lower wall between buildings, where there was a small wooden door. He gently nudged it and it opened with a quiet creak. “I came by earlier and picked the lock,” he explained as he pushed you inside.
“Picked? You mean break apart?” You eyed the scattered pieces of metal on the floor that were obviously door handle shaped as you stepped over them.
“Semantics,” he quipped as he propped the door closed again. You glanced around and saw that you were standing in a small private garden. So small, it would easily fit on the deck of the Oro Jackson. The bushes and grass were overgrown, every plant climbing as high as it could to get a glimpse of the sun. They had grown so large, they were already scaling the walls, completely covering them, giving the illusion that the garden was neverending in the dim lighting. There were fireflies already starting to light up, making the garden look almost magical. You dropped the bag off your shoulder and slowly stepped deeper between the trees, under drooping branches that created a dark canopy above you. You turned around, walking backwards and extending your arms with a smile. Gaban didn’t waste a second and followed you right in, crouching quickly to pick you up and lift you into a deep and passionate kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed his lips apart with your tongue. He immediately yielded, his hands holding your thighs and ass, squeezing them firmly. He carried you over to a knocked over tree and deposited you on the ground without breaking the kiss. He sat back on the trunk and pulled you in between his legs. Still sloppily kissing, you bent one leg and pushed it on his thigh, his hand immediately hooking behind your knee and pulling your hips flush together. You pressed down, lazily grinding into him to make him moan into your mouth. You were both already half hard. His other hand slid up over your ass and under your shirt, caressing your back and pushing your shirt up at the same time. Once he reached your shoulder blade, his hand came around to tug at the collar at the front of the shirt. You broke away to let him pull the collar and the front half of the shirt over your head, leaving it wrapped around your shoulders. His hand went back down to grope your pecs and then he flashed you a smile as he pulled on the nipple gently to make you twitch. You grinned back and bit his lower lip to gently suck it for a moment, before you moved along his jaw to his neck. Your hand grabbed the side of his face and pushed his head back. That gave you access to the most tender grooves of where his neck met his shoulder and you nibbled in there to make him squirm. Gaban immediately responded by bucking his hips into you. He turned his head toward your hand and opened his mouth to catch your thumb. He closed his mouth around it and circled it with your thumb, making you groan and pant into his neck. You were feeling the heat building up in your stomach and how your pants became more constricted. You grinded into him and the feeling of his own hard-on made you gasp. He suddenly wrapped his arms around you and squeezed you tight.
“I need to feel you on my cock,” he murmured into your lips. You grinned in response, pulling his hair to tilt his head back, and gave him a quick kiss before stepping back and quickly unzipping both of your pants. He let go of you and started digging in his pockets, while you stepped out of your pants and then immediately fell to your knees to bury your head into his crotch while he was distracted. He twitched and started breathing quicker, his hands slowing down in their search. You freed his erection from the pants and slowly licked it from the bottom up the whole length, circling the tip with your tongue to tease. Gaban let out a shuddering moan and you quickly popped the tip into your mouth a few times to get more noises out of him. As you gently grabbed his balls to tug at them, his hand flew to your hair and gripped it to keep you in place. You glanced up at him and he looked down at you, already completely dishevelled. He was torn between wanting more of your mouth and wanting to fuck you senseless. You slowly pushed your head closer to him again while he watched, powerless to stop you. You were fired up from seeing him like this, completely at your mercy, and quickly put his whole shaft into your mouth, gagging on it, making him groan loudly, then slowly back pulled it out while sucking. Gaban closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
“I’m going to cum if you do that again,” he said hoarsely.
“Good,” you said as you put the tip back into your mouth. You sucked on it gently, swirling your tongue around it, your hand gripping his balls with more force now and then began to slowly put more and more of him into your mouth. Gaban half slid down the trunk, completely blissed out. You hummed from joy and bobbed your head along the whole length. He kept groaning and panting, gently bucking his hips to fuck your mouth. You intentionally kept your movement slow to make him tremble from pleasure and anticipation. You listened to his orchestra until you heard he was barely holding on, took a deep breath and finally deep throated him again, bobbing your head slightly when he was fully in so his tip kept hitting the back of your throat. He immediately gripped your hair tighter and you felt the muscles in his leg tense up as the feeling of your fleshy throat sent him over the edge and he quickly released into your mouth. You kept the movements small and quick to push him even further, overstimulating him, quickly swallowing his cum. He twitched and whined and tugged at your hair but didn’t pull you off, letting you dictate his pleasure. You slowed down and lengthened your strides, pulling it out more with each bob before going back down on it again. His legs were shaking and he was gently cursing under his breath before you finally released him and he slid down the trunk to sit on the grass, still holding your hair and panting loudly. You sat back on your heels to observe him, gently stroking and playing with your own erection. Gaban opened his eyes, still panting, leaned forward and pulled you into a deep kiss, tasting himself on your lips. He finally freed his other hand from his pocket and you saw he had a small bottle of lube. He set it down on the grass. Then he pulled you into his lap, your hard-ons now rubbing each other side by side, making your erection twitch, followed by your whole body shivering in expectation. Gaban smirked and kissed you again, one of his hands grabbing your ass and groping it, the other finding your cock, pressing it onto his own still hard member before his fingers wrapped around yours and slowly pumped once. Your hips jerked as he kept stroking you. The sight of his large strong hand firmly holding you drove you crazy.
“Now now, give me a second,” he playfully reprimanded you. You whined in response, but waited for him to lube up his hands and he started teasing your hole with a finger. You closed your eyes, arching back and circling your hips against it. He playfully squeezed your cock and you twitched forward, making him chuckle. He massaged your entrance and you groaned, wanting more. He kissed you and waited for you to relax on his finger before slowly slipping it in fully, making you sigh and collapse on his hand. He pumped the finger in and out a few times to make you whine before putting it in fully again. Then the hand on your cock slid up until he was gripping only your tip. He stopped moving and you opened your eyes to see what was going on. All you could see in the dark was the wicked gleam in his eyes.
“Go on,” he said with a low voice. You looked at him, confused for a second, and he squeezed his hand around your cock and wiggled his finger inside you in response, sending a jolt of pleasure over you. You let out a soft gasp and put your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself before you started slowly fucking yourself on his finger. When you went up, your cock went into his rough hand and his large finger went out. When you went down the finger went in, stretching your ass, and your cock dragged along his hand all the way to the tip, where he squeezed to make you shudder. The duality of the pleasure made your head spin. He let out a huff as you tilted your head back and picked up speed. You let out a breathy moan as his finger seemed to reach deeper and deeper with each thrust and he curved it slightly to rub on your pleasure point. Your eyes were closed and you completely forgot about everything except his touch that became your whole world, driving your hips back and forth between his hands with force, wanting to feel both hands simultaneously but forced to choose with each thrust. You were moaning freely while riding his finger, lost in your pleasure. When you started whimpering for more, he slipped another finger in, making you arch your back onto his hand again, the added digit making you shiver as it stretched you out. He gently twisted his hand on your cock while you kept fucking yourself on him and you moaned so loud it was almost a yell. He started circling with his fingers when you went down on them, rubbing against your tight muscle, sending waves of pleasure through your body as he stretched your hole more and more. You were gasping and bucking your hips back and forth on his hand in short bursts, wanting to feel them even deeper. He quickly slipped another finger in and the sensation sent you to the edge. He saw you were close to your orgasm and quickly moved his hands in sync with you, finger fucking you and jerking you off to help you orgasm. You wrapped your arms around his neck and furiously thrusted into his crooked fingers, yelling his name, and exploded all over his hand and shirt. He slowed down his movement before stopping completely and pulling his fingers out, gently caressing your lower back. You leaned on him, breathing heavily, your erection still twitching in his grip. You nuzzled into his cheek and he turned his head to catch your lips. You hugged him tight as he lazily kissed you, murmuring how much he loves you into your lips. You pushed yourself up and kissed him with intention again. The slow kisses became more and more intense as you felt yourself slowly get harder again. He slowly stroked you while kissing and you grinded against his still hard cock, his other hand almost painfully groping your ass. He never seemed to need a break and the thought made you breathily laugh into the kiss.
“I still want you on my cock,” he said as you broke away from the kiss.
“I still want your cock,” you said, quickly dragging your tongue across his mouth to tease. He smiled and planted another kiss on your lips before his hands let you go to search for the bottle. He opened it again, slathering the lube on himself. You propped yourself up on your knees to wait and then positioned your ass to his tip. You looked at him from under your eyelashes and teasingly lowered yourself a few times to press on his tip. He quietly laughed and you closed your eyes, your breaths becoming shallow, as his rock solid member and the feeling of its tip pressing on your hole made you throb from pleasure. Your insides twitched just from the pressure on your tight ring of muscle, his large cock stretching out your ass even more than the fingers. He let you tease yourself on his erection, slowly pushing the tip in and going lower with each squat. You heard his exhales get sharper with each pass and his hands squeezed your ass as you took in more and more of him. You moved slowly, trying to savour the moment and enjoy your lover with no rush, until he almost bottomed out and you quietly moaned as you lifted yourself up for the last time. You sat down on him fully, taking in his whole length, and your insides squeezing around him as you softly whined from the feeling of fullness. He groaned, throwing his head back, and gripped you tight, keeping you in place. Your breathing got shallower and you squeezed around him, your muscles fluttering inside you again. It made him growl and he groped your ass again to keep himself from jerking his hips. His body twitched under you as he steadied his breathing. You leaned in for a kiss and Gaban kept softly groaning into it. He lifted your ass an inch, then shifted into a better position under you to start thrusting. You rested your head on his shoulder and felt his body rub on your shaft as he started moving. You wrapped your arms around his shoulder and completely surrendered yourself to him. Gaban kept his thrusts slow and long at first. You shuddered in his arms and squeezed him tighter, the friction from his slow fucking and the dragging along your inner walls making you lightheaded from pleasure. Your lips found his ear and you whimpered quietly in it, your quick breaths giving him goosebumps. He groaned at your whimpers and threw his head back again, resting it against the trunk. You took the chance to shower his neck with kisses and bites, while he picked up speed. You pressed your knees to your chest as much as you could to give him more access and take him in deeper. Your pleasure was building up and you felt it throbbing in your tip. Gaban was feeling it too, his breathing quick and shallow, his groaning slowly becoming louder and louder, almost turning into growls as he kept slamming his hips to your ass. You panted into his neck, the lewd noises of slapping sending your right to the edge. You tensed up your thigh muscles, squeezing your insides around Gaban and his resulting growl sent crashing waves of pleasure through your body. His thrusts became erratic and uncoordinated as he felt your warm seed on his stomach and heard your broken wail as you reached your high. He pounded into you desperately and suddenly lifted his hips and you with them, his legs trembling. You felt him twitching inside you and his cum filling you up. He gave two more short, his cock still twitching, before he sat back down, lowering you with him. His arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly and panting into your hair. You rested your head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent and enjoying the rare moment of peace on the seas.