After finally recovering, Bartolomeo and Cavendish spend some moments of intimacy at Bartolomeo's bedroom.
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In two words: Sexy time :D
Note: The rating of the fic has changed from T to M, just in case someone hasn't realized it :P
"Ooooh! I have the same scar that Zoro-senpai! I'm so happy!~"
While Cavendish snapped a hand against his forehead in a gesture of eternal patience, Rebecca was having serious difficulties in suppressing her laughter when seeing Bartolomeo look at himself in the mirror with an overly enthusiastic expression on his face.
Two days had passed since the day of the third mission and both pirates and Rebecca had barely finished having dinner when the doctor came to check Bartolomeo out. The man decided then that Bartolomeo was fine enough to finally remove the bandage of his chest, thing that had been a great mistake from Cavendish's point of view because the diagonal wound that Hakuba had inflicted Bartolomeo was slightly - just slightly - similar to the one Roronoa Zoro had on his chest, and the result was that now Bartolomeo was about to cry out of happiness because of that similitude.
"But damn, Cavendish, you could have do it better the angle! Zoro-senpai's wound is a little more inclined to the lef…OUCH! Hey, why have you hit me?!"
"Are you really asking me why?!", Cavendish exclaimed with exasperation while Bartolomeo rubbed the back of his head in the place the blond pirate had hit him, "you were about to die because of that wound, remember? So stop feeling so damn happy for having it, you idiot!"
"But it's really cool! Right, Becca?!"
Bartolomeo turned to look at the girl, who simply smiled at him with a light apologetic look.
"Yes, Bartolomeo, it's true that the wound is similar to Zoro-san's one but Cavendish was really worried when you received it. In fact, when he called me to tell me that you have been hurt he sounded about to cr…"
"A-Anyway, what I mean is that you shouldn't feel happy for such a stupid reason", Cavendish continued bright red while Bartolomeo stared at him, "besides, the doctor has already said that the scar would eventually disappear so…"
Cavendish gasped with surprise when Bartolomeo grabbed him by the back of his neck to kiss him brusquely in a clear attempt to apologize.
"O-Oi, what the hell are you doing?! We aren't alone!", Cavendish exclaimed, signaling at Rebecca who was looking at them slightly red but smiling widely.
"Come on, Cabbage: Becca knows it already"
"Yes, but still if you aren't careful you will eventually kiss me when someone is around!"
Rebecca giggled when Bartolomeo rolled his eyes with resignation.
"You are so cute together", she joined her hands in front of her chest, "I knew that you would end making a good couple"
"You mean a weird couple", Cavendish rectified, but when Bartolomeo enclosed and arm around his shoulders he didn't made any attempt to push him away.
"Well, that as well but mainly cute", Rebecca insisted teasingly before adopting a more serious tone, "and regarding the job… are you sure that you just want to accept one payment instead of the two that you deserve for having recovered the last two letters?"
Bartolomeo and Cavendish nodded at the same time.
"Yes, we are sure", Cavendish said with a smile, "keep the rest to the restoration of Dressrosa"
"Or you can consider it as a bribe not to say anything about the Pirate Prince having fallen for the Cannibal"
Rebecca laughed while Cavendish half-closed his eyes at Bartolomeo. He was about to resume their previous discussion about who had fallen for the other one first but Rebecca talked without giving him time to do so.
"Don't worry, I won't say anything", Rebecca smiled a little sadly, "although it's a pity that you have to hide it from the rest"
Cavendish felt a pang of guiltiness when hearing the girl say that but to his surprise Bartolomeo answered immediately.
"Yeah, but it will be really funny to use the reunions of the Luffy-senpai Alliance as an excuse to meet and fuc…"
"BARTOLOMEO!"
"What? Don't tell me that it's not a good plan!"
"It's not that! For goodness sake, watch your language in front of Rebecca!"
"Oh, don't worry about that", Rebecca said reassuringly waving her hand, "during my time as a gladiator I got pretty used to that kind of language and it doesn't bother me at all"
"Hah! See?!"
Cavendish exhaled a long resigned sigh while Bartolomeo smiled triumphantly. At that moment a knock sounded at the door and Suleiman entered just when Bartolomeo had removed his arm from Cavendish's shoulders.
"Captain, the Barto Club has just sent us a…well, a message. They are arriving at Dressrosa port"
"Wow, they have been fast!", Bartolomeo exclaimed with a happy tone, "and what have they said?"
"Umh…", Suleiman cleared his throat, "well, they have said something like: 'ANIKIIIII! ARE YOU THERE WITH CABBAGE? WE ARE ARRIVING AT DRESSROSA TO TAKE YOU HOME!'. Or that's what we've been able to understand"
"Wait…", Cavendish turned slowly to glare at Bartolomeo, "your crew calls me Cabbage as well?"
Bartolomeo laughed nervously.
"O-Okay, maybe they heard me call you that a couple of times. I'll try to fix that when we meet them"
Suleiman raised a surprised eyebrow.
"We?"
Cavendish insulted himself internally. Shit, he knew that he had forgotten to tell Suleiman something…
"Oh, Cavendish is coming with me", Bartolomeo said as if it was the most natural thing to do, "we have several things to discuss"
Rebecca exhaled a soft cough that it was an obvious attempt to hide a chuckle while Cavendish made a great effort to keep his face imperturbable because of the innuendo that Bartolomeo had added - Cavendish didn't know if on purpose or not - to the last word.
Damn, it was true that he had eventually agreed to spend that night at Bartolomeo's ship to...well, it was evident to what, but still the idiot could have answered in a less suspicious way!
"Yes, there are some matters regarding the Straw Hat Grand Fleet and the job that Rebecca asked us to do that require our attention"
Cavendish was proud of himself when managing to answer with a completely professional and not-at-all nervous tone.
"I see", Suleiman said with certain confusion, "and will the reunion last much?"
"All night. We have to discuss everything thoroughly"
Despite the beat that his heart missed, Cavendish managed to somehow keep his expression with an acceptable level of imperturbability when hearing Bartolomeo's answer. Rebecca, on the contrary, was suffering a rather suspicious coughing attack that was making her shoulder tremble.
"Yes, I suppose that I won't come back until tomorrow since it's the Barto Club tradition to go for a drink after every successful reunion, right Bartolomeo?"
Bartolomeo looked at Cavendish in silence for several seconds but at the end he nodded.
"Yep, that's the Barto Club tradition. But don't worry, Sulei, we will make sure that your Captain doesn't drink too much not to do anything too crazy"
While Cavendish suppressed the impulse of glaring at Bartolomeo, Suleiman simple nodded, still looking a little confused.
"Alright then. I'll answer the Barto Club message in that case"
After saying that Suleiman abandoned the room, and the door had barely closed when Cavendish turned towards Bartolomeo to grab him by the collar of the coat.
"You bastard…"
"What? I think that he has bought the excuse", Bartolomeo replied, smiling widely.
"Yes, but the next time that you answer with double meanings I'll kill you…and Rebecca, please, could you support me on this instead of laughing?"
"S-Sorry", the girl said, clearing her throat and trying to suppress her laughter, "Cavendish is right, Bartolomeo. You should be more careful if you don't want to be discovered, even if you are right when saying that tonight reunion could end being more extenuating than it should…"
Cavendish closed his eyes with mortification when Rebecca and Bartolomeo burst out laughing after hearing the girl's words.
"Bro fist, Becca. That has been awesome"
Rebecca bumped her first against Bartolomeo's one still laughing before settling a hand over Cavendish's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Cavendish", the girls said with an apologetic smile, "I've been unable to resist"
And certainly, after seeing the girl laughing so happily Cavendish couldn't help to eventually show a hint of a smile, because even if he was pretending to feel outraged deep inside he wasn't feeling as bothered as he should.
"Well, I should be going", Rebecca surprised the pirates with a collective hug, "again, thank you so much for everything. I hope to see you again soon"
"It's been really nice to work with you", Cavendish grabbed Rebecca's hand an deposited a soft kiss on the back of her hand, in part because he used to say goodbye to the ladies that way and in part because he enjoyed bothering Bartolomeo with that act.
"Yeah, it's been kind of funny, so call us whenever you need help", Bartolomeo ruffled Rebecca's hair, causing the girl to let out an amused laugh.
"'Us'? I see that you speak already like a couple…"
"Rebecca…"
The girl chuckled again and with a wink she finally left. After that, Cavendish talked with his men and left them some indications to meet the next day at the opposite side of Dressrosa port, since their next stop (an island with a potential new rookie that Cavendish wanted to meet to see if he supposed a threat to his fame) would require them to navigate in that direction.
By when Cavendish finished talking with his crew the Barto Club had already arrived at the port, so both pirates went there directly. Fortunately, Bartolomeo's crew was way dumber than the Beautiful Pirates (at least under Cavendish's point of view), so when Bartolomeo simply asked his men to spend the whole night drinking and celebrating the success of the mission while he and Cavendish discussed really important captain matters (yes, Bartolomeo called them that way) in the ship his men didn't protest and immediately obeyed, leaving Cavendish and Bartolomeo completely alone.
"That was easier than I thought", Cavendish commented somewhat impressed.
"Yeah, it's a luck that Gambia isn't here now", Bartolomeo said, guiding Cavendish inside the ship, "it would have been more difficult to convince him"
Some moments later they were in Bartolomeo's bedroom, and Cavendish was grateful to see that, unlike the exterior of the ship, the room was pretty normal (although extremely untidy) with the only exception of the whole wall covered with the reward posters of the Straw Hats. Well, much better. He had been afraid of lying on the bed and discovering that the ceiling was going to be covered with Straw Hats photos as well or something like that.
Cavendish gulped discreetly, feeling suddenly nervous. Obviously it wasn't the first time that he entered someone's bedroom with a purpose quite different from sleeping, but it was the first time that he was at a loss about how to act. How should he approach the matter with Bartolomeo? Maybe he had to get on with it without preambles. Or, on the contrary, maybe it was better if he waited until the mood was more suitable to…
"Hey, Cavanedish, look at this!", Cavendish jumped when suddenly Bartolomeo ran towards 'the wall covered in posters, "isn't it awesome?! Now I even have the Straw Hats' autographs! Well, some of them are still missing but Luffy-senpai promised me that the rest of his crew will send them to me!"
While Bartolomeo kept rambling enthusiastically Cavendish couldn't help to smile while removing his cape, his previous nervousness vanished now that he had just remembered that with Bartolomeo he didn't have to worry about appearances. He could just follow the flow, and that's what he was going to do then.
"Yes, you have a pretty nice collection", Cavendish conceded, approaching Bartolomeo slowly, "although I think that the most important pirate of all is still missing"
Bartolomeo stared at Cavendish with his eyes opened wide.
"What?! That can't be!", Bartolomeo looked at the wall again and began to count the posters with his fingers, "I've counted the posters over and over again so it's impossible that a member of the Straw Hats is missi…"
Cavendish grabbed Bartolomeo by the front of his coat and forced Bartolomeo's mouth against his, the action making the pirate groan with surprise.
"I was talking about me, you idiot"
Bartolomeo barked a laugh before enclosing his arms around Cavendish waist.
"Well, since now you are part of the Luffy-senpai Alliance maybe I could add you as well", Bartolomeo interrupted himself and made a grimace, "but then that means that I would have to add the other members of the Alliance as well and…"
At that moment Cavendish licked Bartolomeo's earlobe purposely slow, causing Bartolomeo to let out a shaky inhale.
"Enough talking of the Straw Hats for now", Cavendish purred in his ear, making Bartolomeo shiver, "I thought that you wanted to discuss some matters with me thoroughly…"
Cavendish nipped Bartolomeo's earlobe this time with a purposely teasing feathery contact, causing Bartolomeo to let out a low 'fuck' before finally initiating a wild kiss that made Cavendish moan this time. Well, it seemed that Bartolomeo's attention was finally focused just on him, Cavendish thought with satisfaction. He didn't mind when Bartolomeo talked about his admiration for Luffy, not anymore, but he was in that bedroom with a purpose and at that moment he was interested in other kind of conversation, and for the way Bartolomeo was beginning to push him back towards the bed it seemed that the pirate agreed on that.
Both pirates kept sharing hard kisses until Cavendish felt the back of his knees hit the bed. Bartolomeo pushed Cavendish down on the mattress rather unceremoniously, making the blond pirate end facing up. Cavendish was about to protest for Bartolomeo's lack of finesse but at that moment Bartolomeo knelt between his legs and removed his coat with a smooth movement. The sigh of Bartolomeo built upper half caused Cavendish's breath hitch against his will. Damn, he had thought it before but the man surely had a hot body.
"Too many clothes on, Prince", Bartolomeo teased, attempting to reach Cavendish's shirt but the pirate snapped his hand away.
"I'll undress myself. You ripped my last shirt, remember?"
Bartolomeo snorted when hearing Cavendish's accusing tone. He began to remove his pants while Cavendish did the same with his shirt.
"That was your fault for not wanting to open it", Bartolomeo replied.
When both pirates were completely naked Cavendish had barely time to scan the rest of Bartolomeo's body because suddenly Bartolomeo leant over him and grabbed his member in his hands, making Cavendish suffer a shiver because of the unexpected contact.
"Ah…! Damn, Bartolomeo, isn't there the word foreplay in your vocabulary…?", Cavendish blinked slowly when seeing Bartolomeo align his members, "please, don't tell me that you are comparing them…"
"Yep, that's what I'm doing", Bartolomeo replied with complete naturalness. He stared at Cavendish's member and his alternatively with a concentrated look for several seconds before finally looking at Cavendish with a wide smile, "okay: yours is larger but little Barto is thicker so we are even"
Cavendish frowned.
"Little Barto?", when realization washed over him Cavendish rubbed his eyes, "do you really call your dick 'Little Barto'?"
"Hey, what's wrong with it? I've been calling that way since I'm little", Bartolomeo frowned when Cavendish looked at him with a 'really?' expression, "okay, how do you call yours?"
"I don't call it anything because that's a really childish thing to do!"
"Hah, that means that your name is more ridiculous and you don't want to tell me"
Cavendish exhaled an exasperated grunt.
"I tell you that it's not that! I just…"
But at that moment Bartolomeo leant down again to kiss Cavendish, so this one decided that they could discuss the name of Bartolomeo's member later. Right then, Cavendish was busier enclosing his hands around Bartolomeo's firm back while the green-haired pirate seemed clearly disposed to choke him with his tongue.
"Damn it, Bartolomeo, let me breath!", Cavendish gasped when the long kiss finished, and he was in part admired to see that Bartolomeo didn't look breathless at all.
"Heh, maybe at the end you aren't as a good kisser as I thought", Bartolomeo joked, causing Cavendish to huff.
"Sorry, but not-mermen people need something called 'air', you know?"
Bartolomeo barked a laugh, not having expecting that ironic comment.
"Good excuse, Cavendish, but you are still really easy to leave breathless. And…", Bartolomeo smirked widely, "…I'm going to prove it to you"
Cavendish hadn't time to ask how Bartolomeo was going to prove that. In fact, Cavendish immediately obtained the answer to his unasked question when Bartolomeo lowered his body until being facing Cavendish's member and without wasting any second longer he rolled his long tongue around the tip of Cavendish's member.
Cavendish moaned loudly, taken by surprise for the unexpected hit of pleasure that shook him. He looked down, and when seeing the way Bartolomeo was staring up at him hungrily while beginning to lick up and down his shaft, Cavendish felt incredibly excited. Damn, definitely the man didn't know what the world 'foreplay' meant but Cavendish found himself not caring about it at all at that moment.
"Careful with your teeth", Cavendish warned with a voice that came a little strained for the effort not to moan when feeling Bartolomeo wet muscle playing around his member with way more expertise that he had expected.
Bartolomeo just grunted as an answer before finally engulfing Cavendish's member. It was his first blowjob and Bartolomeo knew that getting carried away wasn't the wisest option but screw that. Cavendish's face showed that he wasn't doing it half-bad so Bartolomeo dared to risk and aimed to take Cavendish's whole large dick in his mouth. Bartolomeo immediately knew that it had been a good idea.
Cavendish let out a loud satisfied groan when his cock practically touched the back of Bartolomeo's throat. Cavendish felt his legs tremble lightly on either side of Bartolomeo's head, as if they were slowly turning into jelly. He reached down and was about to put a hand over Bartolomeo's head but at last moment he decided to grab the mattress instead.
However, the gesture didn't go unnoticed by Bartolomeo, who grabbed Cavendish's hand and settled it over his head.
"Don't be afraid of grabbing it with force", Bartolomeo said with a smirk, leaving momentarily Cavendish's hard member, "I kind of like it rough"
Cavendish was about to say that he already knew that but at that moment Bartolomeo engulfed his member again, so Cavendish simply tangled his hands on Bartolomeo's hair with more harshness that he had intended when the man began to bob his head up and down with a rough rapid rhythm.
"O-Oh god…"
Cavendish gripped Bartolomeo's hair with force, causing the pirate to let out an excited grunt while grabbing Cavendish's hips with more force. Cavendish bit his bottom lip, observing the way his member disappeared in Bartolomeo's too warm mouth and enjoying the vibrations that Bartolomeo's groans caused around his member when he applied more pressure to the pirate's green hair.
And damn, even if it was not the first time that Cavendish received oral pleasure it did was the first time that he felt so close to coming after just a couple of minutes. Damn, who was going to tell Cavendish that Bartolomeo's rude and intense nature was going to turn him on much more than the delicate ladies with whom Cavendish had been sleeping until then?
"O-Oi …", Cavendish breathed after some moments, pulling the other pirate's head back, " Bartolomeo, stop"
"Already about to come?", Bartolomeo teased with a shit eating grin on his face, "how little stamina, Cavendish, maybe your age is beginning to sho…"
Suddenly, Bartolomeo found himself with his back against the mattress and Cavendish towering over him with, pinning him on the bed with his arms and legs on either side of his head and hips respectively.
Bartolomeo gulped loudly with arousal, feeling his member become just a little harder. Definitely a dominant Cavendish wasn't bad at all, and for the way Cavendish was smirking at him it seemed that the pirate had guessed what Bartolomeo was just thinking.
"It's my turn to look at you from above", Cavendish said with a purposely superior tone before lowering down to kiss Bartolomeo hard and needy.
While Cavendish was busy ravaging his mouth like a damn pro Bartolomeo didn't waste any time in placing his hands on Cavendish's bare ass. Bartolomeo was about to groan when feeling the soft but firm flesh under his fingers. That idiot surely had a good ass. Bartolomeo had been wanting to touch it since that day when Cavendish had accidentally showed it to him and finally he was able to. And yeah, he was a pervert and was proud of it.
Cavendish exhaled a surprised gasp when Bartolomeo began to massage his buttocks shamelessly. He was about to complain for being groped so embarrassingly but since his hands have been roaming over Bartolomeo's built chest for a while now he decided that it would be a little hypocrite to protest. Besides, who was he kidding: he loved how much Bartolomeo seemed to like his body and Bartolomeo's hands on him felt rather nice despite the rudeness of his movements.
"By the way", Cavendish asked, suddenly remembering something quite important, "do you have lube?"
Bartolomeo's expression was all the answer Cavendish needed.
"I should have imagined it"
"Oi, I haven't had time to buy it, okay?", Bartolomeo defended himself when hearing Cavendish's patient tone, "besides, you were always shouting at me the moment I tried to leave the bed so…"
Bartolomeo's words died on his throat when with a calculated calm movement Cavendish began to lick his own fingers, coating them with saliva without stopping looking at Bartolomeo for even one second.
"Shit…", Bartolomeo breathed in a raspy tone, "shit, you sure know how to look sexy, you bastard"
Cavendish chuckled, visibly pleased.
"I am always sexy, Bartolomeo", he said with a purposely petulant voice before reaching back with his hand, "and now be still while I get myself prepared"
"Need help with it?"
Cavendish shook his head negatively, introducing two of his fingers inside. He had prepared himself rather well while showering that morning, anticipating that night, but after seeing Bartolomeo's thick member he decided that he had to prepare himself a little more.
Meanwhile, Bartolomeo tried to obey Cavendish but it was difficult to remain still without doing anything when Cavendish looked so sexy over him, looking at him from above through half-lidded eyes and exhaling soft whimpers every time that his fingers reached a sensitive spot. So Bartolomeo decided to push his luck and reached up with his hand to tentatively try to push one of his fingers inside Cavendish.
Cavendish's mouth fell opened in a silent gasp when feeling Bartolomeo's finger settling against his entrance. Cavendish let his head fall slightly backwards, a wave of arousal hitting him when the new digit began to prove deeper without finding any resistance, and at the end Cavendish decided to let Bartolomeo take care of the whole preparation because damn, that idiot's fingers felt different but so much better than his own.
"Shit", Bartolomeo muttered in a ragged voice when Cavendish began to ride his fingers, settling his hands on Bartolomeo's abs as a support while sensually rocking his hips up and down.
Bartolomeo continued moving and spreading his fingers inside Cavendish's more and more loosened ass for several seconds until incorporating to be sitting in the bed with his back against the headboard. In that position Cavendish's chest was just in front of him so Bartolomeo didn't waste that opportunity to use his long tongue to circle one of Cavendish's pink nipples without stopping preparing the pirate, making sure not to hurt him in the chest with his fangs.
Cavendish bit his bottom lip again not to moan for the sudden wet contact. Damn, definitely Bartolomeo was good with his mouth. Cavendish had never felt anything particular when having his nipples played but now he could feel them hardening under Bartolomeo's eager tongue, although maybe the way Bartolomeo was practically fucking him with his fingers explained why he was way more sensitive than usual.
"E-Enough", Cavendish gasped at some point, forcing Bartolomeo's mouth out from his chest. Shit, it was embarrassing that he had felt about to come just from Bartolomeo's fingers and tongue. Thank goodness that Bartolomeo hadn't noticed it.
"Yeah, enough", Bartolomeo agreed, "or I'm going to shoot my load before even starting"
Cavendish rolled his eyes when hearing Bartolomeo's crude comment.
"Well, then I hope that you can keep your load inside a little more because since we don't have any lube…", while talking Cavendish reached back with his hands to push his hair up in a high ponytail, "we just can do one thing about it"
"Wow, wait there", Bartolomeo's eyes opened wide when seeing Cavendish situate between his legs with his head just over his crotch, "are you going to suck me too?"
Cavendish raised an eyebrow.
"No, I have my face just over your dick because I want to take a better look at it"
Bartolomeo frowned when hearing the sarcastic answer.
"Sorry, but considering how picky you are I thought that you were going to see the idea disgusting"
Cavendish clicked his tongue.
"Bartolomeo, I don't want to boast but it's not the first time that I orally please someone. And so just you know I've been said that I'm pretty good at it so…"
"I don't need to know how many chicks you've fucked with your mouth so just get on with it"
Cavendish was about to hit Bartolomeo for being so rude but when seeing the pirate's tension he understood.
"Oh?", Cavendish grinned with amusement, "so you are the jealous type"
"I'm not jealous!", Bartolomeo snapped immediately, "I simply don't want to hear how you…"
Bartolomeo's sentence finished with a grunt when without preamble Cavendish took him in his mouth in one go. The overwhelming wetness of Cavendish's cavity around his member made Bartolomeo want to close his eyes to lose himself into that almost forgotten sensation but he forced himself to keep them opened to see Cavendish's handsome and concentrated expression while moving his head up and down with a steady rhythm.
"Shit…", Bartolomeo's hand automatically flied to grab Cavendish's head, "holy shit…"
"Don't push my head down or I'll bite you", Cavendish warned, "although maybe that would be something of your liking"
Bartolomeo laughed and shook his head.
"Nah, my hair is one thing, but with little Barto I prefer you to be carefu-ungh!"
Bartolomeo groaned again through parted lips when Cavedish resumed his task in hand (or in that case, in mouth) and dove down to swallow Bartolomeo's shaft. Bartolomeo unconsciously gripped Cavendish's head with more force when the pirate began to use his tongue, circling it around languidly around his hard member, but Bartolomeo suppressed the impulse to push Cavendish down to urge him to go faster. He was feeling too damn good at that moment and like hell if he was to ruin it stupidly by disobeying Cavendish's order.
Meanwhile, Cavendish was trying his best not to seem too eager while sucking Bartolomeo but the truth was that he was feeling pretty aroused when seeing Bartolomeo enjoying the whole thing so openly. He would have never guessed that the pirate was going to be so vocal but considering how loud Bartolomeo was in life Cavendish should have guessed that he was going to be the same way in bed. Not that he minded. The way Bartolomeo was exhaling low curses and phrases of the type 'damnCavendishdamnyourmouthisawesome' were pumping Cavendish's ego more than all the praises that he had received during his previous sexual encounters.
"Shit…", Bartolomeo said in a warning tone after some moments, suddenly feeling his peak approaching way too fast, "shit shit shit, Cavendish…"
The named suddenly felt his head being raised. Cavendish looked at Bartolomeo and found this one holding his breath with a panic expression on his face.
"Damn, that's been close", Bartolomeo exhaled in relief after some seconds, when managing to hold back his almost orgasm, "damn Cabbage, you almost make me finish"
Despite Bartolomeo had used that appellative that he detested it wasn't enough to remove the gigantic satisfied expression that Cavendish had on his face.
"First, it's not my fault that you have so little resistance. And second, it's your fault for not having brought lube"
Bartolomeo snorted and offered Cavendish a mischievous smirk that the blond pirate considered unexpectedly sexy at that moment.
"Please, Cavendish, at least think in a good excuse to hide the fact that you were really hungry for my cock…ouch!"
"You brute, don't be so vulgar!"
Cavendish's outraged reproach just made Bartolomeo laugh despite the hit that he had just received on his head.
"I can try to say it with more elegance but the result won't change"
Cavendish rolled his eyes but didn't say anything because Bartolomeo wasn't entirely wrong. To lubricate Bartolomeo's member two-minutes of giving head weren't necessary, but like hell if Cavendish was going to admit that he had enjoyed doing that!
"So…", Bartolomeo stared at Cavendish with an anticipation that he didn't bother to hide, "how are we doing this?"
After thinking for a moment Cavendish lied on the bed facing up. He opened his legs slowly, allowing himself to show off a little, and he smirked when the action made Bartolomeo gulp. Definitely the pirate was an opened book. His want for him was almost palpable.
"Are you expecting an invitation, Barto?"
Bartolomeo focused again and snorted, but he was smirking when situating between Cavendish's parted legs.
"You sure are a big-headed bastard", Bartolomeo leant down to kiss Cavendish roughly, taking the pirate by surprise and making him gasp, "I'm going to remove that cocky expression from your pretty face"
Cavendish clicked his tongue, but he still was smiling while placing his hands on Bartolomeo's shoulders.
"We'll see about that. But enough talk for now. After all…", Cavendish wrapped his legs around Bartolomeo's waist, "…I thought that you wanted to fuck me"
Bartolomeo felt a shiver down his spine when hearing that word coming from Cavendish's mouth. Damn, that bastard definitely knew how to stir him up.
"Kay, here I go"
After aligning his member against Cavendish's entrance Bartolomeo placed both of his arms extended on either side of Cavendish's head. He waited for the pirate under him to give him a quick nod before beginning to push inside.
Bartolomeo couldn't help to curse when Cavendish's entrance closed around his member. Shit. Cavendish was so tight. It had been a while since the last time Bartolomeo had felt so close to coming just for entering someone.
Cavendish, on the other hand, was making a gigantic effort not to push Bartolomeo away, because damn, it hurt more than he had expected and even if Bartolomeo was going slowly Cavendish could feel his ass burning, and not precisely in a pleasant way. But Cavendish knew (hoped) that it was to eventually feel good so he forced himself to remain relaxed, or all the relaxed he could be while feeling Bartolomeo's cock painfully stretching him.
However, when Bartolomeo was finally seated inside him and Cavendish noticed that the pirate had the intention of beginning to move immediately, he prevented him from doing so by grabbing Bartolomeo's broad shoulders with force.
"Move and I'll kill you", Cavendish hissed in a threatening tone.
"Roger", Bartolomeo exhaled, unable to hide the bliss in his voice despite he didn't like the pained grimace that Cavendish had on his face at that moment.
Cavendish began to breathe deeply, trying to get used to the intrusion, but when almost half-a-minute had passed and the pain was barely fading away he began to get impatient.
"Damn, why the hell do you call your dick little Barto?", Cavendish commented in an accusing tone, "Your member is so thick that is almost tearing me appa…o-oi, don't get even bigger you idiot!"
"Then stop saying such things!", Cavendish was about to keep protesting but he ended exhaling a soft gasp when Bartolomeo reached down with one hand and began to masturbate his member, "and damn it, try to relax or I'll be stuck inside you forever"
Cavendish tried to protest again but Bartolomeo's warm hand around his now re-awakened member felt rather good, and helped him to relax just enough so that the pain was at least bearable.
"Okay, you can move now but do it slowly or I'll really kill you"
Bartolomeo was going to make a joke about Cavendish insisting too much in the killing part but for the way Cavendish's nails were digging on his skin Bartolomeo deduced that it was not the best time for jokes, so for once he silently complied and initiated a slow pace.
Cavendish breathed deeply, forcing himself to relax while Bartolomeo moved inside him, and gradually a more pleasant sensation began to accompany the pain that he was still feeling. Besides, the odd but not unpleasant filling sensation of having Bartolomeo's dick inside and the unfamiliar feeling of being opened and stretched with something so hot and thick were making a not-bad-at-all heat begin to curl in the pit of his stomach.
Meanwhile, Bartolomeo was internally praising himself for his self-control because damn if he didn't want to fuck Cavendish properly. He wasn't used to take things with such calm. He had paid for most part of his sexual experiences because the girls that had wanted to do something with him on his own had always ran away before reaching third base, feeling a little disturbed when seeing his Straw-Hat style bedroom, so Bartolomeo's sexual experiences had tended to be wild and somewhat rushed. And damn, Bartolomeo wanted to lose control. He wanted to see Cavendish under him losing his composure and crying his name. And damn, he knew that he had to be patient for that to happen but it was being really difficult.
After a rather long minute Cavendish finally stopped trying to break Bartolomeo's skin and his expression relaxed slightly. When noticing that, Bartolomeo dared to increment just a little his pace, and when Cavendish let out a soft gasp while finally beginning to meet his until then swallow thrusts Bartolomeo couldn't help to smirk.
"Good?", Bartolomeo asked, even if he already knew the answer for the whines that Cavendish was letting out.
"Yes", Cavendish exhaled, gripping Bartolomeo's forearms extended on either side of his head, "but faster"
Bartolomeo was happy to oblige. He added not just speed but also force to his slams, pulling out his member almost completely before entering Cavendish again. The change of pace made Cavendish's until now soft whimpers turn into moans, and before even realizing he was pressing his heels against Bartolomeo's ass, encouraging the pirate to go harder now that the pain was finally gone. Damn, who was going to tell him some months ago that sex with a man, with Bartolomeo, was going to feel so good?
"Damn…", Bartolomeo grunted without stopping rolling his hips, unable to remain quiet now that Cavendish's wet and warm walls were squeezing his member so right, "damn, Cavendish, you feel awesome"
Cavendish smiled when hearing Bartolomeo's heated words. He settled a hand on the back of Bartolomeo's head and grabbed a fistful of his hair to kiss the pirate again, roughly. Bartolomeo groaned appreciatively. His thick member throbbed inside Cavendish, who moaned as well as a result but he managed to put a triumphant smirk on his face before speaking with a more breathless voice that he would have liked.
"You've stopped moving, Barto…", Cavendish teased, "tired already?"
Cavendish licked purposely slow one of Bartolomeo's fangs. As he had expected the action made Bartolomeo suffer a shiver in all his powerful body. It seemed that his teeth were really sensitive and Cavendish made sure to take good note of that for future intercourses.
"Bastard", Bartolomeo snarled, even if his feverish eyes were showing how much had just excited him, "you've just asked for it"
Cavendish was about to add another teasing comment such as 'it was time already' but then Bartolomeo began to move again but with a more vigorous rhythm than before. It hadn't been Bartolomeo's intention but the light change of angle of his movements made his member begin to brush against Cavendish's prostrate, making the blond pirate arch his body off the bed while moaning loudly when experimenting the most intense pleasure that he had felt while having sex with someone.
"Fuck. Yes…", Cavendish panted while beginning to push back against Bartolomeo demandingly, his fingers still tangled in the pirate's green locks, "holy shit yes. There!"
"Wow, such a filthy mouth you have, Cavendish", Bartolomeo grinned, pistoning his hips to keep ramming against that bundle of nerves that was making Cavendish gradually become a complete mess, "you're not so polite while being fucked, hah?"
"Shut up and don't stop", Cavendish ordered, hooking an arm around Bartolomeo's neck to kiss him again, in part because he wanted to make Bartolomeo stop saying such embarrassing but true things and in part because he just wanted to feel that idiot's lips against his own.
"Bossy", Bartolomeo teased between open-mouthed dirty kisses but he complied. He kept fucking Cavendish relentlessly, burying in him to the hilt the way Cavendish was urging him to with every desperate moan. The bed under them began to creak, protesting for the abuse, but neither of the pirates cared about it. They were busy rocking their bodies together, losing themselves in the sounds of their sweated skin connecting with passion and the moans and gasps of pleasure that escaped from their half-parted mouths.
"Nngh…damn…", Cavendish slid one of his hands between their bodies and began to stroke his leaking member fast, trying to match Bartolomeo's pace.
"Already at your limit?", Bartolomeo breathed against Cavendish's lips, even if he wasn't in better condition. His more and more erratic movements were a proof of it and Cavendish noticed it because he smirked.
"Look who is talking", he replied back before kissing Bartolomeo again, grabbing the pirate's bottom lip between his teeth to push him towards the edge even more.
Bartolomeo grunted with arousal and grabbed Cavendish's hip with one hand, changing his pace to one of shorter but harder and faster thrusts that made Cavendish's toes curl in pleasure. He knew that there was going to be a brush on the place where Bartolomeo was gripping him but at that moment he couldn't care less. To achieve that long awaited orgasm had priority over everything else for now, so Cavendish incremented the speed of his hand and as he had been fearing just half-a-dozen of strokes were enough to make him finish between both of his stomachs.
The intensity of Cavendish's orgasm made his ass clench tightly around Bartolomeo's member, causing the pirate to reach his peak sooner than he would have liked. Bartolomeo finished inside Cavendish with a ragged groan before practically collapsing over the blond pirate, breathing heavily. It was the first time that he had fucked someone without holding back one bit and god, he felt as if he was in a fucking heaven.
"Have you come inside?", Cavendish asked then with a breathless voice, obtaining just a grunt as an answer, "gross"
"Sorry, I didn't have time to pull out", Bartolomeo replied lazily, but Cavendish could hear the content of Bartolomeo's voice so he really doubted his words.
Just when Cavendish was going to protest for Bartolomeo's weight the pirate finally rolled out of him, ending facing up on the bed next to him. There was a strong smell of sex invading the room but both pirates were busy going down from their high and barely noticed it.
"Shit. That was…Wow", Bartolomeo exhaled after a few seconds, settling the back of his hand over his sweaty forehead.
Cavendish chuckled tiredly and gave a shaky nod.
"Yes, but next time I'll be in charge"
Bartolomeo barked a laugh.
"Why? Haven't you liked it?"
Cavendish half-closed his eyes at Bartolomeo when hearing his too casual tone.
"If you are hoping to be praised you can just forget it"
Bartolomeo snorted.
"I don't need your praise. Hearing you moan my name like that has been mooore than enough"
"What?! I haven't moaned your name!"
"Maybe not, but you will the next time"
Cavendish rolled his eyes but he had to suppress a smile when hearing Bartolomeo's overconfident tone. He tried to incorporate but a piercing pain assaulted his lower back.
"Oi, you okay?", Bartolomeo asked when hearing Cavendish let out a pained gasp.
"No, genius, how am I going to be okay after you pounded into me so brutally?"
Bartolomeo smiled mischievously.
"A minute ago you weren't complaining", he stood up from the bed ignoring Cavendish's glare, "I'll bring something to clean us so don't move"
Cavendish was going to retort that he couldn't move but Bartolomeo had already disappeared towards the bathroom. Cavendish made sure that Bartolomeo couldn't hear him before letting out a long satisfied sigh. Damn, certainly it had been a good sex. A great sex. Probably one of the best he had experienced but he better not say it if he didn't want that idiot to feel too proud.
"I'm back", Bartolomeo reappeared in the room with a wet towel in his hands, "can you do it yourself or you need help down there?"
Cavendish's only answer to Bartolomeo's teasing comment was to grab the towel that Bartolomeo was handling him before beginning to clean himself.
Bartolomeo lied on the bed again, this time facing to one of his sides while waiting for Cavendish to finish cleaning.
"Damn", Cavendish exhaled, dropping the used towel into the floor, "if tomorrow I can't walk I'll kill you"
"You know, this is the third time that you threaten me to death", Bartolomeo joked, "at the end maybe it's been a mistake to be together"
Cavendish chuckled and with a little effort he managed to turn his body to the side to be facing Bartolomeo.
"Don't worry, you're pretty acceptable in bed so I won't kill your for now"
Bartolomeo snorted when hearing Cavendish's ironic answer.
"Well, at least now I know that Hakuba won't appear at night, since you said that he hasn't ever attacked your multiple sleeping partners…oi, why are you about to laugh?"
"Definitely you are the jealous type"
It was Bartolomeo's turn to glare at Cavendish when hearing his amused tone.
"I'm not jealous, you geezer, but I'd just prefer that no one else than me had seen you looking so damn sexy"
Against his will Cavendish blushed lightly. Probably Bartolomeo didn't know it but Cavendish admired deeply his ability of being so honest.
"Well, first of all, that's exactly what being jealous means, Bartolomeo. And second, if you feel better no one has ever seen me looking like this, since you're the first man whom I've slept with. Oh, and so just you know you will be the first man whose virginity I'll take as well"
Bartolomeo barked a laugh, but his stance looked more relaxed.
"So does that mean that neither of your groupies has managed to make you moan like I've done?"
Cavendish was about to hit Bartolomeo but he decided that pumping the idiot's ego for once wouldn't hurt.
"No, they hadn't. Of course most part of my other sexual experiences were pleasurable as well but…", Cavendish cleared his throat, "I admit that this one has been really remarkable"
Bartolomeo smiled widely.
"Cool", Bartolomeo passed an arm over Cavendish's waist, "I'll do my best so that the second round is even better than this one"
Cavendish chuckled, feeling his eyes beginning to close after so much tiring though enjoyable exercise.
"Sorry, but I think that for tonight this will be enough. Besides, your wound has just cured and it's not good that you force yourself too much"
Bartolomeo snorted.
"Well, then tomorrow morning I'll let you do all the job"
When only obtaining a soft groan as an answer Bartolomeo realized that Cavendish had just fallen asleep. Bartolomeo let out an amused sigh, and used his hand to remove some strands of blond hair out of Cavendish's face…
…and then Bartolomeo almost suffered a heart attack when finding himself looking at Hakuba's face.
"Fuck!", Bartolomeo exclaimed when finding that demon's face so close to his own.
He immediately separated from Cavendish while interlacing his finger to create a barrier but Hakuba stopped him from doing so by grabbing both of his wrists and pinning them on either side of his head. Damn, if Cavendish was the one in doing that Bartolomeo would get immediately hard again but having a naked Hakuba doing that instead just made him be extremely nervous instead.
"Relax", Hakuba said with a voice that sounded the same than Cavendish's one if this one was distorted, "if I had wanted to kill you I would have done it in the mine"
Bartolomeo snorted.
"Well, then thanks for just leaving me about to die, you asshole"
Hakuba made a sound similar to clicking his tongue.
"You should be grateful to this idiot. His feelings for you forced me to keep you alive. And precisely for that reason…", Hakuba approached his face even more to Bartolomeo, "…I want to make sure that you are someone worthy of having survived to my attack so how do you feel?"
Bartolomeo frowned.
"What?"
Hakuba's expression didn't change but Bartolomeo would swear that the demon was looking at him as if he was dumb.
"About Cavendish. How do you feel? Do you love him? Or do you hate him?"
Bartolomeo exhaled a nervous laugh while beginning to sweat.
"W-Well, love is a rather serious word…"
"So you hate him"
"No no no no! I mean it's true that Cavendish is a cool guy, and it's funny to hang out with him, and the sex with him is pretty awesome and all that but…i-it's just that…"
"I don't have time for your babbling", Hakuba said with a tired voice, grabbing Bartolomeo's neck with enough force to make the pirate feel threatened, "answer the question: do you love Cavendish or not?"
Bartolomeo gulped, but when seeing that Hakuba planned to increase the grip on his neck he talked rapidly.
"Okay, okay, if I had to choose between 'loving' him and 'hating' him…", Bartolomeo gulped again, feeling rather embarrassed. Shit, what he was going to say wasn't something that a proper bad pirate would say but he had to, "…IwouldchoosethatIlovehim"
Hakuba stared at Bartolomeo for several long seconds when this one ended the sentence at a frantic speed. Then, the demon exhaled something similar to huff.
"Definitely humans are really stupid coward beings, unable to say aloud what they obviously feel"
Bartolomeo exhaled a relieved sigh when Hakuba released him and stopped straddling him.
"Alright, human, you have answered more or less acceptably so I won't kill you…for now. But if you dare to hurt Cavendish in any way, physically or not…", Hakuba placed his long fingers over Bartolomeo's scar and began to caress it with a tenderness that clearly contrasted with the deathly tone that he was using, "…this wound will be nothing compared to what I'll do to you, understood?"
Bartolomeo couldn't help to shiver when Hakuba's hand kept going over his wound because it felt exactly like Cavendish's one, and Hakuba seemed to notice it because he immediately removed his hand.
"Well, I think that I'm going to retire", Hakuba announced, and Bartolomeo would swear that the demon's tone sounded just a little nervous, "remember well what I've said"
"Okay but just one thing before you disappear"
"Yes?"
"Since you share Cavendish's body, does that mean that some of Cavendish's feelings are shared by you as well? Because in that case…", Bartolomeo smiled widely, "could it be that you like me too?"
Hakuba stared at Bartolomeo for several seconds without saying anything.
"Do you want to be killed right now?"
Bartolomeo barked a laugh, because despite Hakuba's words he didn't detect any real murderous intent behind them.
"You've just said that you aren't going to kill me for now. And since you are part of Cavendish that means that being with Cavendish implies to be with you as well…", Bartolomeo got lost in his thoughts, "mmm although I'm wondering if having sex with you would count as cheating. After all you and Cavendish share the body but your personalities are different. Mmmm shit, I don't know. What do you think?"
Hakuba let out an exasperated sigh that some seconds ago would have sounded scary to Bartolomeo's ears.
"Since I'm not in the least interested in sleeping with you I don't have any opinion about it. And now I'm leaving"
Bartolomeo nodded.
"Kay. I will ask Cavendish anyways, just out of curiosity"
Hakuba shook his head in something similar to exasperation.
"Definitely Cavendish couldn't have chosen a weirder partner"
But again, Hakuba's words didn't carry any particular poison so Bartolomeo found himself waving the demon goodbye without feeling any fear.
When Cavendish's face came back to normal Bartolomeo stared at him in silence, remembering Hakuba's previous question. Do you love him? Or do you hate him?
Bartolomeo let out a soft sigh. Yep. What the demon had said was completely right. He was a coward. And Cavendish was also a coward. But as long as they both didn't need the other one to be brave to express what they were really feeling, they would be just fine, so after enclosing his arm around Cavendish's waist the same way he had done before Hakuba appeared, Bartolomeo closed his eyes and joined Cavendish in a rather peaceful dream.
Their wake up the next morning wasn't as romantic as a lovers' wake up should be, since Cavendish was forced to practically fly into the bathroom to hide when several loud knocks began to sound at the door and this one snapped opened to reveal a bunch of drunk pirates of Bartolomeo's crew who had decided that waking his captain was a great idea.
In fact, Bartolomeo had barely time to put his pants, shoes and coat on before he was dragged out of his bedroom and towards the kitchen, where his men were already eating something that, supposedly, was breakfast but that it looked more like a mix of all the food that had been stored until then in the fridge.
Meanwhile, Cavendish decided to enjoy a long shower. He wouldn't have minded to spend some more moments in bed with Bartolomeo, and certainly he wouldn't have minded to have a second round, but well, he was grateful that they hadn't done anything because in that case the entire Barto Club would have caught them, and even if they were pretty drunk and probably they were rather easy to convince in that state, it would have been really difficult to explain why Cavendish 'of the White Horse' and Bartolomeo 'the Cannibal' were sharing the captain's bed completely naked.
Twenty minutes later Cavendish finally appeared in the kitchen. Bartolomeo's men looked a little confused at first when seeing the pirate there but at some point the least drunk pirate remembered his captain reunion and, thankfully, no one asked more questions about Cavendish's presence.
After rejecting for hundredth time the pirates' offer to join them in the breakfast Cavendish announced that he had to come back to his own ship and Bartolomeo took that opportunity to accompany Cavendish outside, leaving his men in the kitchen eating, singing, and some of them even sleeping.
"Shit, that's been close", Bartolomeo chuckled when they were alone, "I suppose that you are not used to such a loud crew"
"No, I am not", Cavendish commented, "and much less that they enter in my bedroom without knocking"
"Hey, they don't usually do that! Just when they are drunk. Although that is pretty often"
Cavendish rolled his eyes when hearing Bartolomeo's answer but he was suppressing a smile because certainly it had been a little hilarious the way Bartolomeo had been kidnapped by his own men.
"Well…", Cavendish began both pirates were in front of the boat gangway, "…I'm leaving"
Bartolomeo nodded and smiled teasingly.
"I guess that this is the part where we should kiss and do that stuff that lovers do when they say goodbye but I imagine that it will be a little risky"
Cavendish chuckled and after hesitating he cleared his throat.
"Well, the port is rather empty right now so I suppose that there is nothing wrong with just one kis…"
Suddenly Bartolomeo dragged Cavendish towards him and kissed him fiercely, causing the blond pirate's heart beat faster.
"Damn it, you surely don't know how to hold back", Cavendish said in just a light accusing tone.
"Nope, I don't, so get used to it, Cabbage", Bartolomeo laughed when seeing Cavendish's glare, "sorry, but I have to keep calling you that if you don't want people to suspect"
"Yes, but we are alone now, you idiot, so you didn't need to call me that!"
Bartolomeo snickered while releasing Cavendish, who readjusted his hat and cape while clearing his throat in an attempt to recover from the rather mind-blowing kiss.
"So now you are going towards the East?", Bartolomeo asked. Cavendish nodded as an answer.
"Yes, I want to meet that supposedly awesome rookie. And you?"
Bartolomeo shrugged.
"I suppose that we will be around Zou for a while since Luffy-senpai is there now. And since there are some unexplored islands around there we will take a look at them so…", Bartolomeo smirked, "…when you finish with your rookie you could join us in the exploration"
Cavendish chuckled.
"Maybe I do it. And I think that it's not necessary to say it but if at some point you have any kind problem you have my number so don't hesitate in giving me a call"
Bartolomeo raised a suggestive eyebrow.
"Including if the problem is something such as: 'Cavendish, little Barto requires your immediate attention'?"
Cavendish rolled his eyes with patience but he surprised Bartolomeo with a seductive smile.
"Well, in that case I expect to receive a more appetizing invitation such as: 'Cavendish, I miss you and the way you squirm under me while I fuck you hard and good'"
Cavendish smirked openly when seeing the dumbfounded expression that Bartolomeo had at that moment.
"Barto, it's just me or your pants are tighter than before?"
"And do you blame me?! You bastard, if you knew how to dirty talk you could have used it last night!"
Cavendish chuckled with amusement when hearing Bartolomeo's frustrated tone.
"A good lover always keep some aces up his sleeves", Cavendish answered with a wink, making Bartolomeo snort.
"Well, then I hope you use them the next time we meet", Bartolomeo answered, crossing his arms with a smile.
Cavendish grabbed his hat and made a mocking inclination.
"Of course I will, my lady"
"Fuck off", was Bartolomeo rude answer despite he was still smiling.
Cavendish turned around to begin to climb down the gateway but after a brief moment of doubt Bartolomeo decided to speak.
"By the way, Hakuba appeared last night", Cavendish turned pale when hearing that so Bartolomeo continued talking immediately, "but don't worry, he didn't do anything. He just wanted to talk"
Cavendish frowned with confusion.
"To talk? About what?"
"Well…", Bartolomeo scratched the back of his head and adopted a casual tone, "he asked me if I loved you or if I hated you"
This time the silence that followed was more intense than the previous one. Way more intense.
"Oh…", Cavendish cleared his throat with certain nervousness, "and what did you answer?"
Bartolomeo looked at Cavendish for several seconds and, eventually, he smiled.
"That I don't hate you"
Cavendish let out a short chuckle, letting out the breathing he hadn't realized he had been holding, because maybe Bartolomeo hadn't said The Three Words, the same way that he hadn't said them either, but that answer was all the close they were going to be to say their feelings and it was enough for the both of them.
"I'm glad to hear it. Because I don't hate you either"
Bartolomeo smiled widely, satisfied with the answer.
"Cool then", Bartolomeo approached his index and middle finger to his temple in a joking military gesture, "see you around, Cavendish 'of the White Horse'"
Cavendish smiled softly while making another short inclination while grabbing his hat.
"See you around, Bartolomeo 'the Cannibal'"
After saying goodbye both pirated turned around and walked in opposite directions, Cavendish towards the port and Bartolomeo towards the ship, while knowing that it wasn't going to pass much time until they met again.
After all, their relationship has changed completely now that they lov…didn't hate each other anymore.
The End
When re-reading the sex scene I've realized that there is like A LOT of dialog between Bartolomeo and Cavendish, so sorry if that has bothered someone ^^U I just love too much to write these two idiots teasing each other, even when having sex xD
And with this chapter this fic is done :) But now that Cabbage and Barto are finally together I'll probably keep writing occasional one-shots about them. I have some ideas in mind but if someone would like me to write something specific you can send me a PM and tell me what you want and I'll try to write it the best way I can :)
And that's all :D Hope you have enjoyed this fic and thanks a lot to the ones who have been commenting and leaving kudos and don't hesitate to tell me what you think about the ending (L)(L)
Merry Christmas to everyone! ^^