Title: Coppery, Salty and Sweet
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Nico Robin x Sir Crocodile
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece, Eiichiro Oda does.
Summary: Who says one cannot have sexual intercourse during her period? Do not read if you can't stand blood. Disgusting, revolting, delicious blood. AU. OOCness.
Another soft moan escaped her lips as he slowly thrust into her once more. The sound of heavy breathing and grunts fused into an amusing piece of music. Music only to be heard by nobody.
The red gooey liquid squirted out, drenching the parts of his shaft that were dry.
This was sick. Horrible. Revolting.
He was sickly obsessed with this woman. So obsessed that he was willing to sacrifice anything.
His dignity. His pride. Her virginity.
No. That was a long time ago - but time is always present.
There was always this period of time every month where he had to control himself when he was near her. Self controlling was difficult, but he managed to accomplish it each and every time. But this time – this time was an exception.
He couldn't control his bloodlust.
Two and a half hours of exercising in bed was tiring.
His large muscular body leaned against the wooden bed frame and her against him. He embraced her ever so lightly, his fingers playing with her dark raven hair.
"Let's go clean up," she whispered after a while, her breath was soft yet commanding.
He grunted and shifted his right hand to support her behind. Picking her up, he headed to the bathroom. The coldness of his hook was in contact with the skin on her back. A chill ran down her spine as more of the dark red liquid came dripping out and onto his hand.
A sly grin made its way to his lips as he placed her down on the bathroom tiles gently. He licked his blood-covered hand and smirked at the woman before him.
She felt his hot gaze eyeing her lips. The next thing she knew was something soft entering her mouth. She tasted blood. The said liquid dripped on the floor as their tongues danced.
The kissing didn't last long – he broke it.
The man got down to his knees and licked the three drops of blood clean off the floor. Then he looked up at her, like a puppy looking up to its master.
His right hand went upward to shift her thigh higher.
Another drop of the metallic-tasting liquid fell on the corner of his lips as he moved his face closer to her womanly heaven.
He licked his lips. The coppery, salty and sweet liquid filled his mouth as he clamped onto his dinner, leaving her moaning breathlessly.
One of the Shichibukai and a woman wanted by the World Government for the past 20 years. This was a sight to behold.