Alright, so I did a little convincing inside my mind to create this story. By convincing, I mean I'm pretty much going to make little chapters filled with cute, sexy, and sex moments involving these two certain Fishmen.
Now some chapters may be shorter than others, some may be longer than others, but each chapter will be with and about these sexy lovers.
So with that said and done, here's the beginning.
Arlong bit back a moan as he sunk his teeth in the tender flesh of his lips. He desperately tried to keep quiet as another hard thrust almost made him collapse face first onto the table in front of him, his eyes fluttering shut in ecstasy.
It was so hard to remain silent though when all he wanted to do was scream and beg his lover for more, harder, deeper and oh yes right there! But he knew they couldn't afford to be caught. It would be the end for them. They would be separated, his image as captain would be forever ruined in the eyes of his men- for his crewmen would never understand his relationship- and he would never see him again.
It was all because it was unusual.
Truth be told, he was truly beginning to despise that word.
Nevertheless, the thought of being caught in the act was chilling enough so that he was able to contain his screams when his lover suddenly changed his angle and plunged deeper inside his body, making him see stars. Arlong whimpered fiercely and let his body rule his brain for once, raised his ass higher for his beloved.
He rocked his hips back into the powerful thrusts, his mind solely focused on the intense pleasure running through him. Two more breathtaking thrusts were all it take before he tensed, and then he was coming. His eyes flew wide opened and he threw his head back in pure bliss, his whole body tightening in ecstasy around the pulsing member inside him and causing his lover to groan loudly.
Arlong almost collapsed onto his desk but he managed to catch himself at the last moment, narrowly avoiding smashing his face in his sea maps that were on the table. His lover wasn't finished yet but he could tell from his pants and hurried pace that it wouldn't take too long.
Surely enough his partner suddenly froze, his hands tightening on his thick hips hard enough to bruise for a few seconds. The now familiar warmth filled Arlong and he let out a little moan of pleasure at the sensation, a sensation he had quickly grown addicted to.
His moan was soon echoed by his lover, who was also still trying to catch his breath behind him. His larger lover had dropped his head down and his damp forehead was nestled in between Arlong's neck and his shoulder where he was kissing his bare skin reverently.
They stayed locked together for a few more minutes, merely enjoying each other's presence. Then the warmth of his lover disappeared as the larger man peeled himself from his back and Arlong let out a little gasp as the now softened length slipped out of him.
A pair of arms were wrapped around his waist and familiar crimson eyes stared down at him with love and happiness.
"Well, are you feeling less stressed now, my dear"? The man almost seemed to purr.
His deep voice and striking eyes were both clear and focused at the moment, showing a clear sign that he was showing true concern for his beloved.
Arlong couldn't help it. He laughed and promptly kissed his beloved lover full on the mouth.
"Yes Hordy, I'm feeling a lot better. Thank you". He said, and the softness in his eyes would have shocked his fellow crewmen had they been able to see him.
"Good, I would hate for my favorite Fishman to be unhappy. It just wouldn't do". The younger male declared as he gave his man a quick but gentle nuzzle. Hordy then proceeded to hum under his breath, content to cuddle his lover for now and keeping a possessive hold on the older man's thick waist.
Arlong smiled, gently running his fingers through the soft black locks of his beloved's hair. He glanced at the clock sitting on top of his table and he winced, an unhappy frown twisting his features. He only had 15 minutes left before his men expected him back. Arlong sighed. He would rather stay all day with Hordy. His young lover was so charming and he always knew how to brighten his days.
Deep inside he knew that when or if his relationship with his beloved was found out- and possibly at a moment like this too- it would be an utter disaster. He already had that argument with himself several times before and yet...
Despite knowing he was practically going behind his men's backs and risking his position as captain- and probably taking advantage of the man who idealized him when he was a boy on top of it- he still couldn't bring himself to call things off with Hordy. It was like nothing else mattered when he was with him and everything else- his ethics, his morals and his position- just became irrelevant and worthless compared to the cheer joy and pleasure Hordy brought him.
Looking down at the younger man who was now half asleep on top of him, Arlong instantly felt his doubts and fears melt away.
The rest of the world could go to hell for all he cared. They didn't know anything about him or Hordy and they didn't need to. Arlong didn't care anymore if he was breaking any sort of rules or if he was slowly falling down on the insane path himself, he loved Hordy. He needed Hordy and he knew that his beloved needed him too and he was fine with that.
Because nothing else mattered.
The Next Day:
Arlong was feeling pleasantly warm and comfortable, his body limp and completely relaxed for the first time in months since his lover had last visited him. He hummed a little as he pressed his face into his pillow with a content sigh, slowly emerging from his previous slumber as he became aware of the world around him.
After a few minutes of shifting on the bed and trying to get into another position, Arlong noticed that his body was slightly sore. His lips then curled into a devilish little smile at the memories. Last night had been very good. Hmm… yes, very good indeed…
"Nice to see that you're actually awake for a change of pace". A familiar voice suddenly broke the silence.
Arlong's head snapped up, his sharp blue eyes meeting the blood red eyes of his lover. Hordy was standing before him clad only in a pair of blue pajama bottoms and holding a tray in his webbed hands. Arlong saw a glass of fruit juice, toasts, jam, two cups of steaming tea and even some cake on the tray.
"Hmm," He hummed sweetly and then said, "Nice to see that you actually made breakfast for a change of pace".
He pushed himself up on his elbows and was offered a piece of toast that he took gratefully.
"Of course, my love," Hordy smiled. "It wouldn't be right for me not to take care of my lady". He declared before setting the tray on the nearby night table and sitting down next to the older Fishman.
Arlong merely rolled his eyes and took a bite of his buttered toast. He was used to his beloved's pet names and mannerisms by this point, and thus he didn't feel as annoyed as he probably should be at being called a lady. Becoming a wanted man had a way of changing one's priorities.
It had already been three weeks since his lover came and visited him, and so far his life couldn't have been better. No irritating situations to deal with, no rude or stupid questions, no silly things such as ethics and morals holding him back. All he could do was kick back and be himself around his beloved. The very thought instantly managed to put a smile on his face.
His life was currently so carefree, so blissful, that he couldn't believe it took him so long to come around to feeling such a feeling. He felt liberated at last and he was enjoying every moment he spends with Hordy, whether it was helping him with something as simple as assisting him on finding his hat or just simply talking. For once in his life, Arlong truly felt alive.
Stifling a yawn, Arlong finished his toast and took another one, smiling as his younger lover sneakily stole his toast to feed him a piece of cake instead.
They enjoyed their breakfast in peace for a while, sharing food and exchanging news about what was happening on the Grand Line and back on Fishman Island, Hordy stealing kisses from Arlong every once in a while.
When they were done Hordy excused himself briefly, leaving the room before coming back quickly with a newspaper in hand.
"You should read the first page". He stated, obvious excited by what he read.
Arlong's eyebrow rose, his curiosity managing to get the better of him. He grabbed the newspaper and started reading, wondering what could have got his lover so excited. A few seconds later he was sniggering.
"Dangerous Fishmen Couple Manage To Evade Marines". He read aloud. After a couple of seconds of reading what the paper had to say, he said, "I can't believe they made us sound like some old married couple in this article". Taking another look back at the paper, Arlong raised an eyebrow and nearly laughed. "And apparently, you are a sexual predator of the sea that managed to seduce me".
He shook his head in disbelief over how stupid and inferior the human species was as he continued reading the article.
"Hmm, I like the part when they claim that I'm a predator of the sea". Hordy nodded, obviously taking in the words and twisting their meaning.
Arlong just kept shaking his head, until he finally closed the newspaper and threw it on the nightstand.
"Well at least they are giving hell to the World Government for covering up the fact that another Fishman has beaten the marines". Arlong snorted.
Hordy, who had remained standing until then, sat down next to him on the bed and pulled him into his embrace. "Well just don't forget to keep in mind that they know nothing about us, my love. And thankfully, their foolishness gave us plenty of time to spend with each other". The younger male said, resting his chin on his lover's shoulder.
"Yes..." Arlong murmured softly. Without the slightest bit of warning, he pulled Hordy into an intense kiss and his lover threw himself into it without any hesitation.
"I could get used to this," Hordy smirked like the devil himself as the two of them released. Of course, he went back and placed a couple more kisses around his lover's neck and jawline just for good measure.
Then Arlong came back and carefully began to put bite marks on his beloved's left shoulder and leading right onto his chest. The two of them continued with their loving antics before slowly but surely progressing into a much more pleasurable activity.
The two of them… both lost in their own little and loving world.
Thus begins and concludes the start of this story.
Until next time, good people.