Lemon Chapter

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Neither of them knew who the hell instigated it first- most likely they probably dived in together really, and honestly neither of them cared to waste any of their remaining braincells to find out.

They just wanted to keep exploring their new half, mindlessly, instinctively, perfectly.

Katakuri could only bite his own lips and try to focus on keeping aware of reality, though feeling the rubber boy relentlessly rut against him like a dying rabbit, staring him down with a desperate, confused teary look-

Jesus Christ.

Obviously the younger had no idea what was happening, had no idea about the passion and craving that was slowly driving him into an endless heat, had no idea what on earth his body was begging for him to do, and he definitely had no idea how to satisfy himself.

But Katakuri was well aware, and he would be more than happy to show the innocent himself.

Feeling a sliver of his self control break free, the older eagerly sunk Luffy into his mochi body and made sure to engulf his entire frame- and god did the feeling of Luffy squirming deep inside him go straight to his dick.

Taking in a deep breath, Katakuri could smell the powerful scent of rubber with a hint of flour permeate the air around them- and he found himself enjoying the smell more than he thought he would, as he clumsily built up his shrine for intimacy, it was poorly constructed and very brittle compared to the one he made previously to hide himself from the rest of the world- a shell of his former strength.

In all honesty it just gave them less space to work with.

But he wasn't going to risk any intruders for this moment, no, the day he let anyone else see this gorgeous beast so vulnerable and exposed was when he was dead.

Finally allowing all rational thought to leave him completely, Katakuri gave into his impulses and hastily maneuvered his body around the younger to help strip him down.

Once all obstacles were removed, at last the Charlotte began to let the mochi encasing his match slowly melt off, unveiling his soulmate in all his breathtaking glory.

Fuck he was all heated flesh, and starving eyes-

That was until his attention was suddenly stolen by his soulmate's weeping staff and everything else he thought instantaneously became irrelevant.

Luffy was into this, he was responding- like, actually getting turned on.

Katakuri didn't know what exactly he was expecting from such a happy-go-lucky, innocently oblivious boy, but this wasn't it if he was caught this off guard.

Although, the older surely wasn't unhappy- god no, he could feel his face transform into a boiling volcano.

God, thoughts raced through his head a hundred miles per minute, the things they could do with the time they had, Katakuri was at a loss of where to start with the rookie- considering he was certain the younger didn't even know what this is, though he knew that if he didn't do something soon-

"Katakuri!" The Charlotte was swiftly forced out for his inner musings seeing the teenager begin to claw roughly on his chest, "g-god I, dammit! I-It feels, I-I want-" noticing how the captain kept staring at the bulge in his pants, the commander understood his silent demand.

No messing around.

Being unable to hinder himself, Katakuri urgently struggled with his belt, easily tossing his cool headed persona to the wind as more precious time was ticking by.

"Damn thing!" Huffing angrily at the tightened leather, the redhead had a moment's thought of just ripping it in two when the younger dove in and pecked the corner of his mouth- just a tad shy of his teeth.

He was about to comment him on it until the tell tale 'click' of his belt made music to his ears, looking down to see that the rubber man got rid of the damned thing for him, looking up at him with a warm, craving smile, Katakuri felt himself want to bury his face into his scarf again feeling so unbelievably exposed under that look.

"You're so pretty, Katakuri" absolutely melting under the sincerity and love in his voice, Katakuri was quick to force away the weak emotions clinging to him as he began to eagerly shuffle out of his pants.

No, he wasn't going to go soft, no matter how amazing it felt for Luffy to tell him that, no matter how sweet his expression was, no matter how delighted he was to hear someone call him pretty for the first time in his life.

Not liking the wetness beginning to rise to his eyes, the sweet commander urgently pressed Luffy into his embrace and began to kiss anywhere and everywhere, trying to forget his more sensitive feelings and bury them in lust and passion.

"Mm-mmnn" hearing the younger hum in delight, once he finally got out of those god forbidden pants, Katakuri was quick to slip his hands around the smaller rubbery body and dive down the crook in his back to find- Luffy loudly gasped, jerking harshly into his lover's chest feeling an intruding finger for the first time.

"O-Oi! Th-that feels weird!" Giving the teenager an affectionate kiss lost in his wild locks of coal, Katakuri felt his brows knit in concentration.

Luffy's entrance gave away to him as soon as he applied any pressure- just as he expected from his naturally pliant body, but as he experimentally thrusted in and out to see if there were any limits to how much he could take, Katakuri's observing eyes caught how little pleasure Luffy was expressing.

There were no loud moans like he would have guessed from his blunt mouth, no greedy demands for more, no overzealous rushed thrusts back, the Charlotte continued to analyze the other as he wordlessly bucked against his hands, frown held in frustration and eagerness.

Luffy wasn't feeling anything.

Scowling at the discovery, Katakuri had to reevaluate the situation- unfortunately meaning he had to stop entertaining himself with the dirty images that were beginning to cloud his rational thinking.

Obviously Luffy could still gain pleasure like every other human being, just because his composition changed didn't mean his whole structure was rearranged, so why wasn't Luffy gaining any pleasure? There had to be something he wasn't thinking of?

Katakuri really didn't want this to be one sided- no, he would not be able to stand that.

Think, Luffy was a rubber human, he could stretch- which god forbid opened up a fucking Pandora's box of limitless dirty fantasies that Katakuri really didn't want to think too heavily about, he could inflate and utilize the physics of expansion and contraction like a balloon or rubber ball- though he really had no idea how that could affect the teenager aside from the consequential exhaustion, then there was the immunity to blunt attacks- suddenly a light bulb went off.

Luffy could repel bullets, bounce off of flat surfaces, and ultimately bend to accommodate the shape of anything striking him to avoid bruising or damage due to shock- something Katakuri was sure literally saved his skin countless times.

Except now.

Katakuri groaned- not in anything like pleasure or eagerness, but in a frustrated way that made him want to slam his head against the brittle shrine walls repeatedly for not thinking of this sooner, Luffy was immune to blunt attacks throughout his entire body- which if he thought about it logically, also meant his body was blunt to things on the inside as well.

Luffy's stretchy body would automatically adapt to anything shoved inside it and prevent any pleasurable friction.

Luffy was immune to sex.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Shit.." hissing in anger, Katakuri peered down and grimaced apologetically, seeing Luffy was now clinging to his torso and making soft begging noises that really made him want to shove him against the wall and pound him until he was molded into the wall, "K-Katakuri I-I.."

God, the sweet commander wanted nothing more than to give his soulmate what he so blatantly needed- but it wouldn't do anything.

Goddammit.

There had to be something he could do? "K-Katakuri, I want.." could seastone work? That could perhaps nullify his fruit just enough for it to work, but the redhead highly doubted Luffy would appreciate any hindrances- not to mention it would be a real turn off if Luffy was too drained the whole time to really get into it, "K-Katakuri-" not being able to concentrate with the boy's unabashed begs, the Charlotte swiftly dived in to stimulate his lover with a rushed kiss- one that the rubber man eagerly returned.

Haki? The idea struck the sweet commander as Luffy somehow discovered he could wrap his tongue around his lover's like a snake- something that made it very hard to think, but he immediately cast the thought aside- haki wasn't meant to be used that way, no doubt that if Katakuri wasn't careful- which he'd be too distracted to be, he would end up hurting the younger badly.

Not to mention now that Katakuri thought of it, there was no way Luffy's size could accommodate his length without his powers- which would be ultimately nullified with haki and seastone.

Shit.

They were screwed with the powers, and they were screwed without the powers, it seemed that Luffy's ultimately adaptable fruit was too damn adaptable.

"Shit" not realizing he was pumping the other faster in his anger, Katakuri only continued to blindly steal the younger's breath away with his kiss as he scavenged his mind for any other solutions.

"Shit" the older felt his body beginning to lose it's firm solidity but didn't think much of it until- "o-oh! Ah!" The Charlotte stilled in shock hearing Luffy scream unexpectedly in pleasure.

Shoving away from the kiss, clearly distraught over the fact that his lover stopped whatever felt so good, Luffy was now more than eagerly fucking himself against Katakuri's finger- only to cry out finding the pleasurable sensation missing.

"Katakuri do that again!" Do it again? The redhead really wished he could if he knew what the hell it was he did.

Tearing through his mind like a ship sailing at the speed of the very winds, suddenly Katakuri heard something click in place in his head.

Mochi.

Feeling skeptical at first, once again Katakuri purposefully allowed his body to mold into the characteristics of the white, sticky, dense substance and felt his eyes widen in awe when the rubber man practically fell apart in his hands.

"A-Ah! F-Feels s-so good! A-Ah! M-More!" Just like that the rookie began to bounce himself relentlessly and Katakuri couldn't stop the evil smirk coming, feeling heat make his head go dizzy.

His mochi body was sticky and firm, which meant that it could cling to Luffy's rubbery inner walls and give him friction, he could please Luffy.

God, shit- Katakuri couldn't hold himself back any longer.

Forcing his hand away from Luffy's over eager demands, the Charlotte was surprised when the younger practically tackled him- coiling his arms around his neck like a fucking python.

"Mnn, more! Hah!" Joining their mouths together in an intimate dance, making sure the supernova was immensely devoted to the way their tongues wrapped around each other, Katakuri smoothly tugged the pirate captain's hips down to-

"M-Maa! Kata-Katakuri!" Groaning loudly in response, the redhead briefly let his brain melt as the deliciously wonderful rubber body clinging to him took his whole length in one quick slide.

Was this heaven?

Luffy's body wasn't the tightest thing he's ever felt- which was a relief because any tighter, and it would have pain eclipse any pleasure given to him in that moment.

But Luffy's body was snug, wet, warm, and Jesus Christ was it sucking him in hard, Katakuri really had to focus on keeping his dick from molding under the pressure.

Neither of them wanting to wait anymore- or perhaps they just couldn't wait anymore, they went at each other like starved animals.

This was fate.

Katakuri wasn't ever one to believe such bullshit- but he couldn't find any other way to describe it, god, they were literally made for one another, Luffy was adaptable enough for anything the older could throw at him, he was the definition of the perfection that Katakuri strived for his whole life, the soulmate that set him free from everything weighing him down, and Katakuri was the greatest challenge Luffy has faced yet, he could teach the younger so many things, compliment his raging fire with a cooling wind that fanned the flames into something that could spiral out of control, goddammit even their devil fruits were compatible, being so similar yet different, making their hosts the only ones that could so successfully send the other to a state of utter euphoria.

They were made for this.

Luffy clung to the larger male like a lifeline, letting Katakuri manhandle his battered body all he wanted, losing all thought to the seductive lust, "mah-ah, ah! Ah! M-ah-ah-h, mo-mor-mor!"

The sweet commander's only replies were unhindered, gluttonous moans, all Katakuri could do was ram into Luffy with all of his strength, indulging himself to the rubber man like one of his snacks in a state of sheer bliss.

God you're perfect, you're amazing, so goddamn good, you feel so good Luffy.

Wiping away the bangs covering the boy's face, Katakuri fervently kissed the captain's scar fondly, not minding much when one of his fangs jabbed into his cheek- not hard enough to pierce the rubber skin, but just enough that it left a red indent.

I'm so proud of you, fuck, you're doing so well, you've come so far, you're doing so well.

Who wouldn't? Who wouldn't be proud to say that their soulmate could topple the biggest of monsters with the flair of his will? Who could knock down men three times their size? Who could say without hesitation or doubt that they could become fucking king?

Katakuri was most definitely proud, Luffy was going to be the next sovereign of the seas, the next potentate of pirates, the emperor of this era.

You're going to be king, there's no doubt.

"Mmn, yeah, I know" until Luffy spoke, Katakuri had no idea he was saying all of that aloud, damn he really needed to get a mouth filter for when he was zoned out like this.

"Mmn, oh Luffy-" gritting his teeth, Katakuri felt the scalding heat in his gut threaten to spill out at any moment, "god I can't-" enjoying the sensation of his mouth being stolen by the rookie, Katakuri felt his body seize up when he fell off the edge.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!" Losing his grip on himself, Katakuri desperately thrusted into the smaller male, trying to ride out his powerful orgasm for as long as he could.

"K-Katakuraah!" Answering the teenager's finishing cry with an appreciative moan of approval, Katakuri wrapped his hand around the smaller's waist and watched intently as a small burst of white escaped from the younger.

Katakuri swore he would take the memory of Luffy so vulnerable- soaked in his own fluids and with his cum and mochi leaking out of his ass, straight to the grave.

Though the boy didn't seem to realize what position he was in, when he unbelievably smiled up at Katakuri with the brightness of a star.

"Shishishishi! I really love you Katakuri! Join my crew!"

Ah yes, only Luffy could say something so dastardly great in depth so innocently and unequivocally, like the confession wasn't even a big deal.

Collapsing next to the rubber man after pulling out, the redhead tiredly blinked, he knew better though, than to fall into his childish smile and oblivious charm- Luffy wasn't asking him to join his crew, he was ordering.

An order Katakuri didn't mind carrying out.

"..I can't say no to my own soulmate, can I?" The grin on Luffy's face was killer, and honestly? The Charlotte couldn't find in him an ounce of regret.

He finally had something of his own, his own family.

His soulmate.