Fighting is more than swordplay | By : Roronoa_93 Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 2297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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On a certain island, screams of a certain crew were heard as a lone man strolled onto the island,
"C-c-c-captaaaaaaaiiiinnn!" a member of the crew shouted
"To be hanging around on an island such as this... your captain is quite the easy going man..." Hawkeye murmured as he strode through the many men who blocked his path, his path took him to an area shaded by many trees, the captain he sought after was sat, surrounded by his many subordinates,
"Ah, Hawkeye, Such a rare guest we have today." Shanks' voice was a growl as he fought against the stinging pain of his hangover, "I'm not in such a good mood right now, but... have you come for a fight?"
"Humph, as if I would want to settle things with a one-armed man." he took a rolled paper from his pocket and started to unfurl it, "I came across some interesting pirates, and I was reminded of that story you told me long ago, the story about an interesting kid in a certain little village." He revealed the paper to be the wanted poster of Monkey D. Luffy,
"Wha!? You mean...!" Shank exclaimed, "So you've come out at last, Luffy." lifting a half-empty bottle of Sake from the tree stump beside him he drank deep, laughing as he gasped for air, "Hey, everyone! Let's drink! It’s time for a party!"
"Hey, weren't you just grumbling about your hangover just now!?"
"You dumbass! How could a man not drink on a day as joyous as this!?" Grabbing Hawkeye's arm, he pulled the man onto the tree stump beside him, "Hawkeye! You sit down and have a drink too!" Shanks laughed, shoving a glass of Sake into the swordsman's hands
Hawkeye stared into the glass he was given and neatly sipped at the Sake, a playful slap on the back from shanks had the sake spilling down him, turning his head to glare and the pirate captain he couldn't help but laugh at the mans face,
"Ah, so you can live a little!" chuckled Shanks, "Now, DRINK!" Tipping his head back he poured sake down his throat, "Now you!" he guided Hawkeye's glass to his lips and got him to down it all in one, he repeated this until Hawkeye began to do it himself. They played drinking games and partied until the crew all but passed out; Shanks and Hawkeye were the only ones to remain conscious, their glasses full and their night still young.
"Ya wanna settle our fight another way?" slurred Shanks,
Hawkeye turned his yellow eyes to him, "What way were ya thinkin' o'?" in his drunken state he couldn't move as fast as he wished, and Shanks' lips were soon planted on his, the strong taste of him clouded his senses, he heard the faint sound of shanks' glass dropping to the ground as his hand shot up to hold the back of his neck, holding Hawkeyes head in placed while he pillaged gasps from that slim mouth. The kiss deepened before Shanks softly broke it, he noted how the swordsman’s eyes were dazed,
“I was thinking like that” he threw Hawkeye’s hat to the side and went to kiss him again, his hand tracing the taut muscles of his torso as his tongue traced the outline of those pale lips, lightly Shanks bit into his bottom lip as his fingers rubbed against Hawkeye’s already hardening nipple. Shanks chuckled as he felt Hawkeye shudder,
“Who knew someone as cold as you could be so sensitive?” his hand traced his bare chest again,
“I have more important things to think about than my sensitivity,” he framed Shanks’ face in his hands, taking his lips and sucking gently, “Like how I’m going to do this and get your face to stay like that,” a smirk danced across his mouth as he looked upon Shanks’ stunned face, his lips were still pouted and ready for kissing, and Hawkeye did just that, changing angle only to deepen the kiss. They gasped into each others mouths as their tongues danced and their bodies came closer together. Shanks’s hand made its way down Hawkeyes stomach, tracing every muscle, as it made its way below the waist line of his trousers, grasping Hawkeyes centre and producing a light moan from between his lips. They tumbled to the ground together, Shanks landing on top of him and straddling his waist he found that centre again, their lips met as shanks caressed it with vigour, Hawkeye moving his hips in time.
They helped each other to undress, tearing at clothes that then lay forgotten in a heap on ground as they caressed each others bodies with lips, tongue and touch. Shank’s trailed his tongue, casting every line and dip to memory, he played with the nubs on his chest, his teeth scraping across his skin as he licked his way to the base of his length, caressing it lightly with his hand he took it into his mouth, Hawkeye jerked and his hands tangled in Shanks’ hair, moving to the rhythm that shanks had created, his legs rested on shanks shoulders as the red head bobbed up and down, causing him to moan loudly. Shanks’ hand started to massage Hawkeyes ass, his fingers crept closer to his waiting virgin hole and caressed the entrance. He played with it until Hawkeye trembled, stopping his assault on Hawkeye he put his fingers in his mouth, letting Hawkeye lick them too, before he went back and caressed his hole again, inserting them as he went back to taking him in his mouth.
Hawkeye came with a moan as the second finger entered his hole, Shanks swallowed and let his tongue trail back up to Hawkeyes gasping mouth, chuckling as he saw his face blushing, that face couldn’t be ever classed as feminine, the facial hair would have stopped it, but at that moment he couldn’t have been seen as the worlds greatest swordsman, his body seemed frail after he’d come. Tracing those trembling lips with his tongue he swirled his fingers, catching his lips with his own as he gasped. He inserted another and Hawkeye grew hard again. He removed his fingers and Hawkeye sighed into him, he positioned himself while deepening the kiss, rubbing his hardness against the trembling hole, he entered slowly and watched the emotions cross Hawkeyes face as he began to move, slowly gaining a rhythm and slowly gaining speed. Gasps escaped only when the position of the kiss changed and deepened, their tongues danced and hands wandered, finding the sensitive points that would make the experience more euphoric. Their bodies moved together, a piston of lust and need, as Shanks came closer to the glorious edge. He found the pleasure centre inside Mihawk and he couldn’t stop moaning, the sound he made was deep and lilted with passion.
Shanks thrust deep as he came; in turn Hawkeye came in the ecstasy of it. They lay in a drunken heap of spent energy and come, wishing that morning wouldn’t reach through the trees. The sounds of his unconscious crew members cause him to jump, Shanks grabbed his clothes and donned them, and Hawkeye did the same. The first crew members came to as Mihawk found his hat and started limping away. As he set off in his boat he stood, not because it looked cool, but because it hurt to sit down. Shanks sat chuckling, and only three members of his crew, Yasopp, Lucky Roo and Benn, knew what that meant and shook their heads, a chuckle on their breath.
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