Everything was white. So white it hurt your eyes.

There was no physical object, in that void.

Just you, your rifle and your restless thoughts.

«[Y/n].»

You started at the deep voice coming from behind, and immediately turned.

Aokiji stood there, covered in scars, gaze lost in the white. He still wore his Admiral uniform though.

So you knew you were in a dream: the clothes he wore when his body was so heavily marked were torn apart. After that, he never touched his uniform again.

Nevertheless, you moved a step forward.

«Sensei!»

He closed his eyes and sighed, a deep sigh that made his broad shoulders rise and lower again.

You stopped and swallowed.

He wasn't looking at you.

«Sensei, I... did something.» you murmured, fingers searching for the strap of your rifle.

«I know.»

You grimaced, shaking your head.

«Even if you know, there are so many things I need to tell you! And so many things I need to ask...»

He shifted his weight to the side.

«But I'm not around anymore.»

You felt the tears burning in your eyes.

Your gaze dropped.

«Why?»

«Don't you already know?»

You frowned.

"I'm not enough", "I'm weak".

You wanted to say that, but, for some reason, you couldn't.

It felt... not true.

Suddenly, the warmth of an arm wrapped around you radiated through your body, and it was flesh, or metal, you couldn't tell.

«I... I don't know.»

"...and I'm not cold anymore, sensei.

But I need you.

I need you to tell me why.

Why I wasn't even worth an explanation. A farewell."

Aokiji moved and he almost (ALMOST) turned to you.

«There were so many things you didn't see.»

His figure started to fade in the whiteness.

You tried to move, to reach him, but that invisible arm was still firmly tied around you.

«Yet, you're smart.»

His voice was farther now.

«Sensei!»

«Do you trust me, [Y/n]?»

You struggled to get free.

«Yes! Yes, I've always trusted you!»

The shadow of a smile lingered on his blurred features, or maybe it was just your illusion.

«Then you need to look harder.»

You tried to wiggle out the fog that spread everywhere.

«Wait, sensei, I–»

Something grabbed your cheek and tugged you out of the dream.

You grimaced and grumbled at the annoying sensation of your face being pulled.

Wrinkling your eyebrows, you slowly opened your eyes and blinked a couple of times.

Eustass Kid was resting on his side just in front of you, chin leaning on his flesh hand while two of his metallic fingers were messing with your cheek, pinching the skin.

A light smile crept on his bored face when your eyes fixed on his.

«Finally.»

You swatted his hand away and glared at him.

«Is this your idea of good morning, you ass?»

«You were fidgeting and muttering nonsense. Fucking annoying.»

Kid stood up, adjusting his goggles on his forehead.

Rubbing your numb cheek, you let your eyes wander on his massive torso.

What happened last night... I didn't dream it, did I?

He was already wearing his slacks, and his hair was humid from the shower. A subtle layer of pain was still lurking around his features.

«Stop staring and get up, birdie. We're docking.»

«Docking?» you immediately sat, pushing your messy locks back «Am I coming down too?»

«No.» Kid threw you a shirt and you caught it mid-air «But you don't wanna be sleeping while the ship stays in this port.»

«Port? Where are we?»

He glanced at you for a second, like he was debating with himself if telling you or not.

«John's Dockyard.»

Your mouth twitched.

«Ugh.»

Well, the good thing was that it gave you a rough idea of where you were at the moment.

The bad thing was that no marines really wanted to be around John's Dockyard on their own.

It was a notorious pirate port, quite far from any Yonko territory and thus regarded as neutral ground.

Home for prostitution, black market, gambling and slave trade, the Marines knew about it, but no outpost was close enough to carry out a massive attack without being spotted first.

«Are we going to stay here long?» you asked, collecting the sheet around your naked body and putting your legs down.

Kid wore his vest and huffed.

«A couple of days or something. Are you done with your stupid questions?»

You curled your nose at his voice.

He just lost a nakama, [Y/n]. And he let his defences down in front of you. Don't push him.

«I'm showering.» you said, heading to the bathroom.

«Be quick.»

The ship had already docked when you stepped on the deck.

It was a sunny day, seagulls were screaming above the port and you could hear the sounds of pirate life being very active in town.

The crew seemed to be excited.

«Look, the Kid Pirates are back!» someone yelled from the docks.

Other shouts followed.

You approached the railing to have a look, but a big hand grabbed your forearm and pulled you back.

«[Y/n], wait.» Heat said, dragging you away from foreign sight.

Booka, who stood beside him, quickly lowered a large hat on your head and dropped an old fur on your shoulders.

«What the...?»

«It's better if you're not seen clearly.» he gruffly added «This is no place for marines or girls. If they aren't whores, that is. So definitely not a place for marine girls.»

You lifted the hat enough to uncover your eyes and glare at them.

Heat tilted his head.

«Can you hide your hair?»

You sighed.

«Fine.»

While you concealed your locks in the hat, a few female shrills started to come from the docks.

«Captain Kid~!»

«Eustass!»

«Killer!»

«Captain Kiiid!»

Frowning, you reached the pirates who were sticking out from the railing, happy to greet the women.

«Hey dolls!»

«Stay hot for us, we're coming soon!»

You jumped on the railing beside the Mohican and sat.

Half a dozen of giggling whores had gathered on the shore in front of the ship.

They were all waving and winking, but, much to your dismay, not ugly. Not ugly at all.

«Call the Massacre Soldier, we wanna see him!»

«Where's the captain?»

«Captain Kiid~!»

Your stomach had an annoying contraction.

«Oi.» you lowly called, patting the shoulder of the Mohican.

He turned.

«What?»

«Where's my rifle? I feel like practicing.»

He quirked an eyebrow, eyes travelling from you to the women, then to you again.

«Like hell! Nice disguise, by the way.»

You scoffed, crossing your arms.

The fur was large and kind of annoying.

Kid and Killer came out from the galley and stepped in the centre of the deck.

«Alright idiots, get here!» Kid barked.

The crew quickly flocked around the two of them.

«Leo's in charge of the ship till someone comes to take his place.» Kid announced «Leo, choose a few men to stay here. All the others: get lost for the rest of the day.»

Most of the pirates coarsely exulted, dispersing immediately.

«[Y/n].» Kid signalled you to come closer to Leo «You'll stay here, this is not a place for you.»

You huffed.

«You know I've seen worse, don't you?»

«And I don't care. Also, no one knows we have a woman on board, and it has to stay this way.» he eyed you, a crooked smile bending his lips «Your outfit will do, little cabin boy.»

You shot him a burning glare.

«I hope you choke on your booze, Eustass Kid.»

He chuckled and turned to Leo.

«Stay aware, we get attacked half of the times we're here. She can fight, but if she becomes too much to handle, feel free to lock her up somewhere.»

Your eyes widened.

«What?!»

«Birdie.»

His gaze, suddenly intense, flicked on yours.

For some reason, Leo took a step back.

«Will you try to escape?» Kid asked.

His voice and his face were totally serious now.

You swallowed, averting your eyes.

«Where could I possibly go in a place like this...» you muttered.

«Good.»

With a last nod to Leo, Kid headed to the railing.

«W-Wait!»

You mentally insulted yourself for the stuttering as he turned, frowning.

«What?»

You pressed your lips together.

«Are you going to...» your head lightly hinted toward the dock, where the wenches were still calling the pirates.

He sharpened his eyes, then a slow sadistic grin entered his features.

«What's wrong, birdie? You look nervous.»

Your heart pumped pride back in your veins, face blushing.

«You know what? Nothing is wrong. Have fun.» you hissed, turning your back at him.

He let out a brief laugh, then followed Killer down the ship.

Your fists clenched.

Part of you longed for a different reaction, but what were you expecting?

Don't become a needy maid, [Y/n]. You shared a moment, so what? Maybe you misunderstood. Maybe Eustass Kid is the same monster he was 22 days ago, and your brain is just too fucked up to see it.

You told Leo you'd be in the crow's nest, and he gave you a baby Den Den Mushi to contact him in case you sensed some enemies approaching.

Aside from you and him, only four men remained on the ship, so it was quite calm.

You decided to spend some time to think about your latest dream.

«Do you trust me, [Y/n]?»

«Then you need to look harder.»

Aokiji never told you anything like that, so it couldn't be a memory. No, those words had to be a product of your mind.

But what was the meaning?

I trusted him – no. I trust him. So I need to look harder? Look where?

You tried to focus, but there was a stinging sensation of uneasiness crawling in your guts.

The more you attempted to fix your mind on Aokiji's image, the more the picture became blurry, overlapped with something red and dark.

Before you could stop it, the clear image of Eustass Kid having sex with some beautiful woman among cheap sheets entered your brain, sending a shockwave across your body.

HELL NO.

You scoffed, quickly bringing a hand over your face and almost slapping yourself.

What the fuck, [Y/n]?! Is THIS your major concern?

But minutes passed while you tried to ignore the sensation, and it became clear that yes, that was in fact your major concern at the moment.

I am an idiot. What the hell? I suck! Why?!

And yet that thought was eating you alive.

You swallowed, forcing your mind to recall the night before. How you were together in the basement, his hand on your chest and his confused expression, how he allowed you to feel his heartbeat...

He wouldn't...

You grimaced.

Oh, whom am I fooling? Of course he would! He's a fucking pirate, he has been here before, those women were calling him by his name, for fuck's sake!

You shut your eyes, letting your head falling back against the wall and taking a deep breath.

«I'm sorry, sensei, you were wrong. I'm not smart. Not at all.»

Heat leaned over the wooden table, while Kid gobbled down another tankard of booze.

«So we have to set sail within tomorrow afternoon?»

Killer nodded.

«If we want to reach the lair on time.»

Wire nodded. The Mohican gestured the waiter to bring some more bottles.

Some men of the crew were in the same inn, others were spread around in town, looking for fun, or pleasure, or both.

A lot of eyes were already fixed to them, careful to their every move.

The Kid Pirates were famous for being strong and impulsive.

«No big deal.» the Mohican commented «It should be enough for the men to let out some steam, although we will probably cause more damage than last time.»

Kid shrugged, pounding the tankard on the table.

«Who the fuck cares.»

«Captain Kid!»

The men turned at the high-pitched call, like most of the costumers.

A woman had just entered the bar from a backdoor and she was waving at their table, a bright smile lighting up her face.

She had long ginger curls, a loose dress that left little to imagination, and a lot of freckles scattered on her cheeks, shoulders and full breasts.

The Mohican tilted his head.

«Isn't she Ross?»

Kid just grunted, averting his gaze and burying his face in the tankard once more.

Killer leaned back on his chair, curious to see how the situation was going to unfold.

The woman looked genuinely happy to see them, although the blond noticed some signs of Kid's last visit that weren't completely healed yet.

It had been over a month though.

Killer glanced at his captain.

He didn't even realize how gentle Kid was actually being with you.

«Captain Kid! I've been waiting for you!» Ross chimed, reaching the table and immediately hugging the pirate's flesh arm, pressing her generous chest against his skin.

Flows of envy and irritation ran among the other outlaws of the place.

Ross was one of the prettiest whores of the port, and Stussy's mark granted her protection, so she could refuse the clients she didn't want.

Heat frowned.

It wasn't unusual for her to run to their captain every time they docked there, but, for some reason, he felt now bothered by it.

Yes, she was a harlot, but not a very bright one. She seemed to bear real feelings for Kid, no matter how much he hurt her every time.

And, from his side, Eustass always enjoyed to have such a beautiful woman at his disposal.

This time, however, Heat observed his captain's eyes twitching in annoyance when she pushed her body against his.

«Get away, woman, I'm not in the mood.» he growled, face suddenly clouded.

She blinked, a confused expression entering her features.

«What? But Kid, I–»

«GET THE FUCK AWAY.»

Kid suddenly grabbed her neckline and shoved her across the nearest table.

The poor woman stumbled miserably on top of it, shrieks of fright transitioning in shrieks of pain when she landed, crushing bottles and glasses.

The bandits around it jumped to their feet, enraged.

«That's it, Eustass Kid, how do you dare–»

A gunshot exploded from the Mohican's rifle, opening a hole in the man's stomach.

He fell in a puddle of blood. A few gurgles left his throat before he died.

Ross froze, a few inches from the lifeless body.

«One move and you'll reach your friend.» the Mohican lazily said, pointing his weapon at the men in front of them.

They swallowed their pride, sweats pouring down their foreheads, and stepped back.

Most of the people were following the scene, but it was such a usual occurrence, in that port, that some didn't even bother.

The harlot's terrified eyes flicked on Kid, tears gathering on her long eyelashes.

The redhead emptied the last bottle and threw it on the floor, standing up.

«I'm going to the black market, see if I can find some good pieces of metal.»

Killer crossed his arm, nodding.

«Alright.»

Without another word, Kid headed outside and left.

Some waiters had already started to clean the mess, one helping the sobbing Ross to stand and walking her outside.

The costumers were back to their business like nothing happened.

Wire moved his bored eyes to Heat.

«Why do you look so satisfied?»

The pirate's small smile immediately disappeared.

«I don't know what you're talking about.»

«By the way, can someone explain please?» the Mohican asked, turning to his comrades «I thought Ross was the captain's favourite. What the hell did just happened?»

Killer shrugged, while the other two remained silent.

The Mohican frowned.

«Is this because of [Y/n]? Holy crap, don't tell me this is because of [Y/n]!»

«We don't know that.» Killer plainly replied.

«Well, boss never refused Ross before.» Heat mumbled.

«Okay.» the Mohican snorted, pinching the bridge of his nose «Killer, I need you to explain me something, because I'm confused. What is that girl? Is she still a prisoner? Because lemme tell ya, I don't wanna be the guy who stands in her way if she decides she's walking away.»

Killer frowned under his mask.

«Afraid she might hurt you?»

«Ah-ah, very funny. No, not just her. The captain too. But this isn't even the issue, the issue is...» the pirate struggle to find the words «I guess I just... don't want to fight her.»

«She's still a marine.» Wire observed.

«But is she? Really?»

They all turned to Killer, like he could give them an answer.

He sighed.

«I suggest you not to break your heads on the matter. Just roll with whatever happens, for now.» he stood up «I'll see you later.»

The sun was almost completely set when you decided you couldn't take it anymore.

You tried your best to focus on your dream or what would have been the best course of action for the immediate future, but nothing worked.

The image of Eustass Kid having sex with voluptuous and very experienced women was all your mind seemed able to picture.

The worst thing was that you knew how he used to act in those situations.

How his fingers would dig in the flesh of their hips, how his face wrinkled with pleasure, where he was most sensitive...

The thought of some other woman touching him made all your internal organs burn in a pain you never knew before.

The thought of him touching her the way he touched you made you want to throw up.

I swear to the devil I'm going insane.

It had been the whole day.

Of course the pirates were looking for hookers. And why wouldn't he? Just because he had a woman on the ship?

You had to face the truth: you didn't know how to touch a man. You were just learning how you liked to be touched, and barely explored his body with your clumsy fingers.

It was so obvious he would seek a woman who actually knew what she was doing!

Once again, the idea made your stomach churn.

That's it, I don't give a fuck, I'm not taking this anymore.

You quickly climbed down the mast, jumping on the deck.

«I'm getting down!» you barked, before heading towards Kid's cabin with angry strides.

Leo stormed out of the galley, a terrified expression on his bearded face.

«You wa- how- WHAT?»

«I'm getting down!» you yelled, almost below deck.

«But you can't!» he gasped.

«Stop me then.»

You quickly slid inside, reaching the cabin.

You knew you were being unfair to the poor pirate, but you didn't care.

Your frenzy hands quickly searched for a change of clothes and some basic stuff that could be useful (including the fur and the hat), throwing everything in an old bag.

What the hell am I doing? Even if I find him, what will I do?

You weren't escaping. Actually, you didn't know at all what was your goal, you just knew you couldn't stand a minute longer of that mental torture.

The decision of leaving the ship sent sparks of adrenalin in your blood vessels, making your heart race.

You ignored the hustle coming from the deck. New voices joined Leo's frantic one, maybe some men came back to take the second shift.

Heavy steps approached the door.

You grabbed the bag, figuring they came to stop you.

Bring it on.

You quickly opened the door, teeth already bared for the challenge.

Your ferocious face fell instantly at the sight of the man in front of you.

«Kid?»

His reptilian eyes flashed on the bag before fixing on yours.

«This is the second time in a row.»

His voice was low and dangerous.

Yet, your heart didn't stop his race.

You slowly let the bag slid on the floor.

«What are you doing here?»

Kid's gaze sharpened as he took a step forward, closing the door behind him and trapping you inside.

«Do I have to explain you why I'm on my own ship?»

Your eyes lowered, wandering on his neck, then his bare chest.

No marks. No visible sign.

You leaned closer, too close.

Kid frowned, confused by the fact you didn't show any dread at his threatening voice.

You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply.

Engine oil, and booze, and metal.

But no cheap perfume. No sperm. No foreign scent.

A warm emotion bloomed inside you.

He didn't do it. He didn't sleep with anyone else.

«What the fuck are you doing, birdie?»

You lifted your eyes on his.

Confusion had mixed up with anger on his face.

Kid opened his mouth to bark something else, but you were quicker, jumping on him, your arms lacing around his neck and your mouth finding his to pull him in a deep kiss.

He was taken aback for a second, but the moment he felt your body against his, all the arousal he was repressing from that morning exploded inside him.

Soon enough, his fingers ran on your thighs, grabbing them to tie them around his own waist. His burning mouth claimed dominance on yours, devouring you till you pulled back, seeking oxygen.

Kid took the opportunity to not-so-nicely throw you on the bed.

A thin gasp escaped your throat when you landed on the mattress, the red beast immediately over you.

His hungry hand found your breast, while he buried his face in your neck, sucking and nibbling at the sensitive skin.

«K-Kid...! Wait...» you whimpered, weak fingers hooking his vest to pull him off you.

«Hell no.» he growled on your shoulder, mouth trailing dangerously down.

«Wait– I–» you bit your lip as his tongue insinuated below the line of your bra «L-let me be on top.»

He stopped, amber eyes flicking on your humid ones.

You felt your cheek heating up and swallowed.

«I, uh, I want to try something.»

A few seconds passed, as he was silently debating between his curiosity and his urgent need.

Eventually he grabbed your waist and rolled brusquely, dragging you over his body.

You let out a surprised squeal, finding yourself on his muscular chest.

«Very well, birdie. Now what?»

You inhaled deeply and took a minute to adapt to the new situation.

It was the first time you were on top of Eustass Kid, at least in that contest.

Having the beast lying under you had a whole new flavour.

It was a bit scary, but awfully exciting.

Trying to gain the boldness needed, your hands crawled from his pectorals to his neck and you leaned down for another kiss.

He happily welcomed you, somehow accepting that the peace was slower now.

However, his flesh hand harshly groped your butt, making you shriek in the kiss. You felt he was smirking.

You pulled away only for your mouth to explore his neck, using teeth and tongue, while your fingertips traced his steely abs.

Much to your surprise, he grunted and lightly shivered when you found a spot on the side of his neck, right below the scar.

You dedicate more attention to it, before moving down his chest.

Your heart was pounding in emotion and arousal when you took his nipple in your mouth.

His fingers twitched on your thighs and he choked down a growl.

Your stomach fluttered.

Yes, this is it. I may not be experienced, but I can learn.

I want to know your body like you know mine, Eustass Kid.

You soon resumed your path, nibbling your way down his lower abdomen, till your hands fiddled with the gear of his belt.

You glanced up at him, and saw his eyes widening when he realized what you were doing.

A hot sensation flushed on your face, and you quickly lowered his slacks, before anxiety could make you back off.

He was already hard under his underwear, and he got harder when your warm breath fanned against him.

You tried to lightly bite him across the fabric, moving your tongue against him.

«Fuck!»

His reaction was immediate, his whole body tensing up.

A new wave of excitement flew inside you.

You swallowed and moved his boxer down, freeing his shaft.

It was completely erected now.

There's no way it will fit. I'll have to help myself with my hand.

You gently took it in your grip, giving a couple of tentative strokes.

His muscles twitched.

«Fuck, don't be such a tease!» he hissed.

A crooked smile spread on your lips as you raised your eyes on him.

«Why shouldn't I? You don't like your own medicine?»

«I swear, birdie, you're gonna be so fu–»

He shut his mouth closed, cutting his sentence in half, when you slowly swirled your tongue around his tip, without losing eye contact.

God, it felt good to have him this way.

You were wet and dilated yourself, but the need to see what other expressions you could elicit in him was stronger.

You took the tip in your mouth, starting to suck. Lightly, at first, making the sensation gradually more intense.

Kid shut his eyes and grit his teeth, goosebumbs appearing on his pearly skin.

You never felt so powerful over him.

It made you want more.

You lowered your face to find out how much could you actually take. You stopped when it hit the back of your throat, taking in your hand the portion left uncovered.

Kid's hand jerked in your hair, as he gasped.

You started to bob your head up and down, your tongue teasing his skin.

«Fuck!»

His fingers clenched around your locks, urging you to increase the peace.

You sensed his need in the tension of his grip and, this time, you complied.

Your eyes flicked up to meet his, and you shivered when you found them coated in a humid layer of pleasure, while his forehead twitched to contain it.

Finally, your peace matched his desire. His grip on your hair became slightly painful and pressed you against his manhood, but for some reason it turned you on more.

His breaths got fast and brief.

When you felt all his muscles tensing up more, you knew he was about to cum.

Shit, will I be able to take it?

He wasn't going to let you move anyway. And you didn't want to.

A last glance at his face, soaked in pleasure, gave you the answer.

You let it come in your mouth, quickly swallowing his juice.

Surprisingly, it wasn't as bad as you dreaded.

His climax tickled your arousal.

You pleasured him till the last wave before pulling out and rubbing away some droplets from your chin.

His whole body was covered in a thin shin of sweat, lowering up and down to catch his breath.

«Holy... crap.»

You gave him a couple of minutes to relish in the sensation, before climbing up his torso, arms lacing around his neck.

«Kiiid.» you whimpered.

His strong arm wrapped around your waist and he lifted himself against the headboard of the bed, in a half-sat position.

«What?»

He peered down at your needy pout, your fingers lightly scratching his collarbone to gain his attention.

His eyes sharpened for a second before his face relaxed in a malicious grin, stray red locks falling over his forehead.

«Aww, little birdie wants to be taken care of?»

You hid your eyes in his chest, guiding his flesh hand inside your shorts.

Kid snickered.

«Well, I'd say you earned it.»

His fingers slid under your panties, soon finding their way between your wet folds and starting their ministrations.

You bit down your lips, shivering in his arms.

«Ah-ha, you know the deal, [Y/n].»

His metallic hand grabbed your nape, forcing you to move your face from his chest. He then tilted your head up so he could look at you.

You blushed heavily, moans and whimpers escaping your lips, eyebrows restless on your forehead, gaze blurred with pleasure.

Kid grimaced for a second, his lips hovering above your cheeks.

The twitching of your body increased and your nails dug in his muscles.

«Yes, cum for me, birdie.»

And you did it, your walls contracting like crazy around his fingers, while his thumb was still stroking your clit.

When you eventually relaxed against his torso, Kid laid down again, without letting you go.

There were a couple of silent minutes before you heard his sneer.

«If I knew that making you jealous leaded to this, I would have done it much earlier.»

«Who says I was jealous?»

«Please. I saw how you paled when the whores greeted us at the docks.»

«Your brain is broken, Eustass Kid.»

«Oh, really?»

His metallic arm blocked you, while his real fingers started to pinch and prod your lower abdomen.

You gasped and immediately began squirming.

«WAH! Stahp! UNFAIR.»

«Admit it.» he blew in your ear, devilish smirk plastered across his face.

You tried to put up a decent resistance, but post-coitus tickle was just too much to handle for your tired body.

«Fahahne! FINE!»

Kid stopped, a satisfied grin entering his features.

«That's what I thought.»

«Asshole.» you grumbled.

Nevertheless, you didn't move from your position, curled on his torso.

«Kid.»

«Hm?»

«Why didn't you sleep with any of those whores, today?»

«How do you know I didn't?»

«I just do.»

A silent sigh lifted and lowered his chest. His lips then curled in a naughty smirk.

«Why should I settle for some overused slut when I have your tight pussy waiting for me here?»

You lifted your face to flash a sarcastic smile at him.

«I love when you do poetry.»

He let out a huff that was half a chuckle, and you adjusted your head on his pectorals.

Your heart betrays you, Eustass Kid.

But it's okay. My heart betrays me too.

Both your breathes became deeper and regular.

Kid moved a bit, trying to find a more comfortable position.

«Oi, are you really going to sleep on top of me?»

«Yes.»