this is by far the most awkwardly written lemon in world history....okay go ahead my children which probably none of you are young enough to be.

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Mihawk passionately grinds his hips against mine as he continues kiss me.

"(y/n)" he moans and i chuckle.

"Don't worry i'm right here, there's no need to call for me." he smirks and removes the bra of my belly-dancer outfit with one quick movement. I gasp as he brings one of my hardened buds into his mouth. He playfully nips at me and i tangle my fingers in his hair.

"Bastard, don't do things like that." he didn't answer and proceeded to lick my breast as his unoccupied hand groped the other. Small moans escaped my lips but i refused to look him in the eye. 'This is so embarrassing.' he stops what he's doing and tilts my head down.

"Why won't you look at me?"

"Because this is embarrassing." he kissed me and i could feel him smile.

"It's fine but while our minds are still somewhat clear, tell me, do you want children yet?" i shook my head no.

"Good." i went to ask him what he meant but before i could say anything, he ripped off my skirt and stared intensely at my womanhood.

"Mihawk, don't stare it's weird." he smiled and lifted my hips only to give me an experimental lick. He gave me another stroke though this time it was long and hard. My back arched in pleasure while an unintentionally loud moan resounded throughout the room.

"Mihawk!" as soon as i said that, he dived his tongue into me and began to move it around. By this point, i really didn't know what was happening anymore, the only thing that i could decipher was the fact that i was in immense pleasure. He lifted my waist a little higher and practically dug in between my legs. After a little while of..........THAT (i don't know what to call it no more) he stripped of his clothes and positioned himself.

"Wait you don't want me to pleasure you?" i asked a little surprised.

"I've endured many months of your cruel teasing and have even had erotic dreams consisting of you and i, do you really think that you pleasuring me would help in any way?" his voice was thick and heavy with lust and already knew the answer to his question. 'Wow i never thought that i tortured him that bad.' i opened my mouth to speak but just then he plunged into me and instead of words leaving my mouth all that came out was a scream that was accompanied with mihawk's own groan.

"(y/n) you're so tight." i disregarded the comment and brought him into a long hungry kiss while he began to roughly jerk his hips forward. Slowly he began to increase his speed until he was slamming into me at an almost inhuman speed. My screams also increased but truth be told i don't know what the hell was coming out of my mouth anymore, it sounded like somewhere between a dying walrus and yelling goat....yeah it was bad.

ANYWAYS, occasionally mihawk would bite my neck and kiss my chest but when that got boring he sat up and bounced me atop him. I threw my head back in ecstasy and tears of bliss pricked my eyes.

"Mihawk, oh my-mihawk!" he continued to groan underneath me before he turned me around and flipped me over so that my bottom was in the air. He entered me again and pumped even harder than before. Finally i began to clench down on him and his thrust became irregular, then he pulled out and came. Though that was far from the end because a few minutes after he had finished climaxing he entered me again. 'I hate swordsmen.'