Thank you to all the ducklings who reviewed last chapter and a big thank you to all the ducklings who have followed/favorited the story thus far!

KurokamiHaruhi- Awwww yeahhhhhh~ sexy times ahead! AND YAY! I'VE BEEN FOUND...EVEN THOUGH I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS LOST! LOL

HesperideIsis- Hmm, are they? *evil grin* Mayyyyyyyybbbbbeeeee... Although I'm pretty sure if I put it off any longer Marco will hurt me. *laughs*

sam-free15- Ugh I know! I wish I could have my own Marco someday too! *cries* But at least Lissy's happy...

nakcabttak2- Uwahhh~! One of your favorites? I'm so happy to hear that! And I'm glad to hear the cliff hanger will make you come back for next week's update. *evil laughter* I hope you enjoy the next chapter as well duckie!

Guest: Pharoah999- I got really sad when I was writing that part out too. :( I wish they could have met Lissy for themselves but their wills will live on in this story in a special way that I've got planned in future chapters!

I'd like to give a big thank you to Pharoah999 and OnePieceDoesExist for helping me look over the previous chapter and this one as well. It has helped me out so much and I thank you both from the bottom of my heart!

Also, happy birthday Marco! :D

Warning: There will be a poorly written lemon/smut/love scene in this chapter. If you are faint of heart and cannot handle really mature scenes such as those, then please do not read this chapter! I repeat, DO NOT READ if you can't handle that kind of scene and just wait until next chapter to continue reading! You have all been warned!


Chapter 28

Felicity gasped as Marco's lips attached themselves to her neck, her back hitting the door that led to Marco's quarters as he pressed himself more intimately against her form. Too many feelings and desires were coursing through her veins at that moment, and she had no idea just where to even begin to decipher them all.

Her hands moved of their own accord, clenching into Marco's scalp as she tugged his head away from her neck to press them once again to her lips. Felicity let out a soft whimper as she felt strong hands firmly grasp her ass, lifting her with ease and gently tugging on her legs.

Her body seemed to realize just what it was he wanted, and slender legs wrapped tightly around Marco's waist, now relying fully on Marco to hold her so she wouldn't fall. She mewled into the kiss as her groin pressed against his own, wanting, no needing more of the wonderful friction it caused as she continually moved against him.

"Damn it, Felicity," she heard the soft murmur followed by a dark chuckle. "You don't know just what you're doing to me, do you yoi?"

Did he honestly expect her to answer any questions while they were like they were?

Felicity pulled away, the back of her head falling against the door as a weak smile made its way across her face. "W-Well," she softly began as her fingers traced Marco's handsome features. "Why don't you show me just what you mean by that?"

That one statement seemed to break the dam and Marco's usual sleepy look turned into something more predatory. His features took on a more serious look, seeming to have a perverse delight in the little shiver that Felicity felt as he fumbled with the doorknob, almost stumbling into the room as the door suddenly opened.

Felicity buried her features in the crook of Marco's neck, soon feeling her back pressing into something very soft. Her arms, now wrapped tightly around Marco's shoulders, tightened as she realized he had gently laid her down onto his mattress.

It was now hitting her that this was actually happening; Marco was going to finally take her, make her his.

"Oh, Marco," she moaned softly, arching herself against him as she felt the blonde's hands ghost up along her sides, moving to the tank top she wore. He gently tugged at the material in an attempt to pull it off, but Felicity found her bones unable to work as they were supposed to in that moment.

Marco seemed unperturbed by this, instead opting to lean down and murmur into her ear. "I hope you aren't too fond of this shirt yoi."

Before Felicity could respond, he had ripped the shirt completely in half, freezing once he saw what he was now presented with.

Felicity's entire face was a bright flushed color, her chest quickly moving up and down as she panted for breath. Soft brown eyes were now glazed over in desire and lust, and all the blood in Marco's body was now rushing to his lower half the longer his eyes watched her breasts heave up and down.

Marco's own breathing was oddly becoming labored as well the longer he stared at the woman beneath him. He was trying hard, oh so hard, not to come on too strong as he wanted this experience to be one of the best Felicity had ever experienced.

Scratch that. He wanted this to be the best experience of Felicity's life.

Mine.

There were those primal feelings again, telling him to take her right then and there.

My mate. Claim her.

Marco was brought back to reality at the feeling of something tugging at the jacket he wore, turning his gaze down to find the culprit to be none other than the curly-haired woman he had fallen hard for. His features slowly relaxed and he gave Felicity his usual smirk before helping Felicity with pulling his upper clothing off.

"Trust me, I'm just as eager as you are for this, but I want it to be something you will never forget yoi," he murmured softly, his fingers trailing along her flat abdomen and continuing to make their way up her form.

Well, she doubted she'd ever forget this, especially considering…

Brown eyes snapped open at the realization that she had forgotten to tell Marco a very important detail, now suddenly worried of the consequences that would follow once she told him all.

Shit.

Marco's hands ghosted over Felicity's clothed breasts, intent on getting the material off any way he had to, only to be stopped by a pair of small hands against his own. A brow slowly lifted as he looked down and found Felicity staring up at him, biting her lower lip and looking the tiniest bit fearful.

He found it odd, but nonetheless pulled his hands back as Felicity scooted up to a sitting position. Her hands reached out and rested against Marco's bare chest, focusing her eyes and fingers on the tattoo he bore.

"I… I need to tell you something," she whispered, still refusing to meet his gaze. "But I'm scared that once I tell you, you won't want me anymore or you'll become angry I didn't tell you this sooner."

Ah, so she was feeling some kind of remorse and wanted to tell her future lover everything that weighed heavily on her heart. He had to admit that it was downright adorable the way Felicity worried that he could ever possibly be upset with her, but right then, all he wanted was for Felicity to confess her deep dark secrets so they could resume what they had started.

The commander let out a slow breath, shaking his head as his hands moved to cover Felicity's. "I'd have thought you would have given me a little bit of credit by now yoi." Gently he grasped her chin with his thumb and forefinger, forcing her face to lift in order to make their eyes lock.

"It doesn't matter to me what you've done, or for that matter who you may have done," he took note of the way Felicity's eyes shifted to the side, once again nibbling on her lower lip. "I want you, only you and I've never had a desire like this for any other woman in my entire life. You could have murdered anyone, stolen any precious treasure, even slept with the entirety of the Navy and I would still want you."

Her head shook furiously at that final statement, but Marco continued. "You've completely bewitched me, body, mind and soul yoi. No matter what you think is so horrible, I'll never stop wanting you, Felicity."

Oh how little he knew…

Felicity sucked in a deep breath, now trembling as she stared up into handsome features. "Marco, I care for you more than I have anyone else in my life, which is why you need to know before we continue things…"

The Phoenix knew with confidence that no matter what Felicity threw at him, he could handle it. Nothing could quell this burning need for the woman before him, not a single damn thing.

"I've never been with a man, Marco. I'm... Well, I'm sure you know what I mean..."

It was as though cold water had been thrown on him, making him freeze in the spot where he sat. Half-lidded eyes widened the slightest bit, staring down at Felicity who had now buried her face in the palms of her hands.

Wait, she was claiming... There was just no way. Surely she was joking, right? But judging by the way she once again refused to look at him, it honestly made him wonder…

"How," and now he couldn't even form a damn sentence. Had he ever been this shocked in his life? "How is it that you're still…" the sentence remained unfinished as Marco stared blankly at his not-quite lover.

"I... I..." Felicity's heart hammered in her chest as though it might completely jump out of her chest while she tried to find the words to begin with. "N-Nobody's ever looked at me with d-desire... Tempy was always the one men wanted, I've always been told that I'm too plain, and that coupled with the fact of whose daughter I am..." She waited for Marco to say something, anything! Yet she was met with complete and utter silence.

"I knew it!" she wailed, pushing herself away from Marco and moving to get off the bed. "You don't want me now that you know!" Somehow, she managed to stand on shaky legs and realized that Marco had completely destroyed her shirt. Just fan-fucking-tastic!

Tears began to well in the corners of her eyes and she angrily reached her hands up to furiously wipe them away. Damn it all! Why couldn't she have been considered beautiful and desirable?! Not once had anyone ever looked at her with anything more than fear or disgust, and now, now this one hindrance was going to possibly ruin the one happiness she had left in her life.

There was no way that Marco would ever want to touch her knowing that he would have had the tough job of being her first! Then an idea hit her. "I could find someone on board who would be willing to take care of the problem," she murmured quietly, now frantically rummaging through Marco's drawers in order to find a shirt that she could wear out. "Then you won't have to worry about dealing with popping my cherry, and we can continue where we stopped."

Everything would soon be perfect, she'd end the last remaining shred of her innocence and then she and Marco could happily pick up with their intimacies. The last thing she had expected was to feel strong hands wrap around her arms and yank her backwards. She released a high-pitched squeak upon finding herself once again on Marco's bed, shrinking as she now looked into the eyes of Marco.

He was not happy with what she had just said, if the death glare he was giving her was any indication.

"You," he hissed through clenched teeth while looming over the petite woman. "Will not be going to anyone else to take care of this problem, as you so call it yoi."

Well, this was a side to Marco that was new to Felicity.

"Marco?" Her hands shot out to anchor themselves onto Marco's bare shoulders as he leaned in closer, her breath hitching in her throat as she marveled at how broad and firm his shoulders really were. Her mouth went dry and she subconsciously licked her lips to wet them.

"I want you to go into my bathroom, do whatever you need to to calm your nerves," his voice was low, eyes watching Felicity's every move. "And once you're ready, you will come out, and we will decide where to go from there yoi."

Felicity felt her stomach twist and turn, swallowing hard as she somehow stood to her feet and made her way to Marco's personal bathroom, feeling his eyes burning into her back all the while. Once the door was shut behind her, she braced her back against the door and slid all the way down until she was sitting on the cold floor.

This was it. Was this what she really wanted?

After several moments of internal debate, her head fell back and gently hit the door. "Yes," she whispered to herself.


Marco sat on the edge of his bed, biting back the groan that threatened to escape.

A virgin. He just couldn't wrap his mind around this new piece of information. How was it even possible that a woman at her age was still untouched? Not that the reasons behind it mattered much to him, virgins were just not his thing considering every woman he had ever enjoyed the company of had been more than experienced.

Had it been anyone else, he would have let another be in charge of deflowering them, but this was Felicity. She was someone who deserved nothing but the absolute best possible, and she was nothing in comparison to the other numerous women he had shared nightly pleasures with.

What really unnerved the Phoenix, was the fact that he was downright thrilled to know that no other had ever ventured to know Felicity in the most intimate of ways possible. Should he really be this excited over what he had just learned?

My mate. All mine. No one else's!

And there was that foreign instinct once again telling him to tear down the door and fully make the woman on the other side his. It seemed that his Zoan's personality was really trying to break through right then. He had heard of such things happening, especially if one had a carnivorous Zoan form in which they became even more bloodthirsty than they normally would be.

But Marco's Mythical Zoan side had never once given him this problem, this intense need to claim and make a woman his and his alone.

"Marco?"

His member throbbed at hearing Felicity's voice, soft and almost shy calling through the bathroom door. Taking a deep breath, he somehow managed to call out without his voice cracking. "Yeah?"

"Can... Can you turn the light off?"

Marco chuckled at the request, unable to help himself. "I could," he heard the doorknob turn and the door crack open just the tiniest bit. "But I won't yoi."

Felicity's head poked out, lips pursed up into a small pout. "But why not?" she whined, fidgeting in place with the entirety of her body still hidden behind the bathroom door.

"My quarters, my rules," was the simple response. "Now come out, Felicity."

He watched Felicity slowly inhale before exhaling, slowly pushing the door fully open. The smirk he wore never left his face, even as he crooked a finger toward Felicity, indicating he wanted her to come to him. Once she was close enough, his arms reached out and gently tugged her the rest of the way, settling her in his lap.

The pair sat in silence for a few moments, both staring at one another until Marco finally chuckled. "I admit, I hadn't expected you to drop that kind of secret on me," he noted the way Felicity's gaze shifted to the side. Gently he grasped her chin with his thumb and forefinger, turning her back to face him. "But it doesn't make me want you any less, far from it actually yoi."

Brown eyes widened a fraction, her fingers curling against Marco's chest. "It doesn't?" Her voice was a soft whisper now, almost as though she were scared to believe what he was telling her.

"Of course not," his gaze softened. "It just means that once you are ready, I'll need to be extra careful."

Felicity felt herself blink owlishly. Was this really happening? Was this man really being extra caring about her now that he knew about her lack of sexual knowledge? Her heart melted and she finally relaxed in his arms, winding her arms around his broad shoulders and resting her cheek against his chest.

"I'm ready," she murmured, fingers curling against his back as she felt Marco stiffen.

"Felicity, I'm not so sure that you are..."

"Well, I am. You may not think so, but I'm so sure about all of this." Felicity laughed softly, pulling back away from Marco and standing to her feet with her fingers moving to the button on her shorts. "When I was sitting in your bathroom, debating whether or not I really wanted this," the button popped open, fingers pulling the zipper down slowly. "I found that I couldn't picture doing this, being intimate, with anyone other than you."

Marco suddenly found his mouth dryer than the deserts of Alabasta as he watched Felicity divest herself of the denim bottoms she wore. "Shit," he whispered hoarsely, not meaning to curse, but he discovered that watching the innocent way Felicity tugged her shorts off was quickly turning him on.

He swallowed, forcing himself to stay in control even as his hands gently grasped her shoulders. "Are you positive about this yoi? Because I'm not too entirely sure I'll be able to stop myself once we-"

His words were cut off by a gentle kiss against his lips with Felicity wrapping her arms tightly around his back. That seemed to be her answer, and if she was sure, then he wasn't about to stop now.

Felicity's eyes flew open upon feeling her back once again press against the soft material of Marco's sheets. She looked up at Marco who in turn stared down at her with a predatory gleam in his usually sleepy-looking eyes.

"I'll be as gentle as I can, but I can't promise that there won't be some pain on your end," he murmured before swooping down to place a chaste kiss against Felicity's lips. With the petite woman beneath him distracted for the time being, Marco set out to move things along. His hands moved to the front of Felicity's bra where the clasp was, and he quickly tugged the fabric apart to free her breasts.

The moment she felt cool air hit her chest, her arms shot up and covered herself. Marco in turn gave Felicity a dry look before gently prying her arms away and pinning them to the bed. "Felicity," he began slowly. "Are you positive-"

"I'm ready! I swear! I just..." she bit on her lower lip and tried to determine how to voice her concerns. "I just don't want you to... to be turned off by my body."

Half-lidded eyes narrowed slightly. "You think I wouldn't find your body desirable yoi?" Marco watched as Felicity gave a little shrug, her gaze turning away from his. If that was how she truly felt, he'd just have to show her how wrong she really was.

He turned his eyes down to see what he was being presented with, almost groaning at the sight. He found perky breasts, not too large, peaked with rose-tipped buds, and the sight alone made him even harder than he already was. He had to stop for a moment in order to suck in a shaky breath before making his next move.

Felicity froze as she saw Marco's head leaning down out of the corner of her eye. "W-Wait! No!" What was he doing?! She quickly released a high-pitched cry, feeling Marco's warm mouth cover her breast, suckling and gently biting the sensitive bud of her nipple. "M-Marco!"

She thrashed beneath him, arching her back as she felt one of Marco's hands gently begin to knead her other breast. "N-Nnnn..." She didn't know what to do, what to think. The only thing she knew, was that she wanted more. No, needed more of the torturous pleasure he was putting her through. Her legs slowly parted on their own and her now-freed hands moved to clutch at Marco's skull.

The pants Marco wore were beginning to feel just a tad too tight the longer he listened to those sweet sounds Felicity was making, but spirits help him if he didn't want to hear more of those non-coherent words.

Felicity had no idea what this need was, or why her body was moving of its own accord. With fingers still holding onto Marco's scalp, she felt her hips begin to undulate as though in an unspoken plea, her legs moving restlessly as well.

Marco finally pulled away to stare down at the petite woman, now whimpering and writhing on his bed. "Mine," he growled, unable to stop that one word from coming out. Felicity in response, bit her lower lip and nodded slowly, her eyes glazed over as both her arms reached out to him.

"Yours," she softly breathed out with her arms held out to him in an invitation. "All yours."

Marco stood to his bed, chuckling as Felicity cried out and tried even harder to reach for him in an attempt to keep him right there with her. "I need to take my clothes off too, don't I yoi?" And with that, he kicked off his shoes and pulled the sash around his waist, smirking at the way Felicity watched him with rapt attention.

Felicity felt her heart begin to hammer even harder in her chest as she watched Marco peel the remainder of his clothes off. Her tongue slowly poked out, running along her lower lip. In that moment, she felt so hot, so on fire...

Her eyes snapped open as Marco dropped his pants, stepping out of them before turning his attention toward Felicity. Before Marco could make another move, she quickly dove under the covers and pulled them over her, cocooning herself. Well, she certainly hadn't expected to see THAT. She knew enough about human anatomy and had read enough about such things to understand the mechanics of how sex worked.

What she hadn't realized was just how big Marco really was. He would more than surely rip her completely in half! This could never work between them!

She felt the bed dip and froze in place. Maybe if she was really still and quiet, he wouldn't notice she was right there. Yet as the covers were suddenly ripped off her, Felicity realized those hopes had been in vain.

Before she could say a word, Marco had her on her back, staring down at her with a smoldering look. "I hope you weren't thinking of hiding from me yoi."

Marco moved until he was completely hovering over the curly-haired woman. She squeaked and latched her fingers onto his shoulders as though to anchor herself onto him. She really was too small for him, he thought offhandedly, but that wasn't about to deter him.

"Felicity," he murmured, gently taking her lips with his. He finally felt her relax once more before winding an arm around her waist, gently pressing her into the mattress. He wanted nothing more than to just drive himself inside her, to claim her fully as his, but Marco knew that he had to bide his time for now.

He cared more about Felicity than any other woman, and because of this he knew he had to be extremely gentle. But that didn't mean he couldn't try to give her pleasure of some kind.

Slowly, his free hand moved to trail along the swell of her breast, along her side and gently ghosting over her hip. Marco felt the gasp against his lips the moment he yanked Felicity's underwear off, ripping the flimsy fabric in the process.

"What are you-!"

The statement remained unfinished as Marco's fingers moved, gently running along Felicity's most intimate place. The soft mewl and the way her body trembled made Marco's cock throb. With a steady breath, he slowly sunk one finger inside her tight channel, groaning lowly at the little cry he was rewarded with.

"M... M... M..." She stuttered, shaking with both need and embarrassment at the same time.

"Shh, it'll be alright yoi," he whispered before adding a second finger to join the first. Marco's own body began to shake with the indescribable need to sink another part of his anatomy into this luscious tight heat and he had to pause in order to calm himself.

Felicity moaned and tried to push Marco off her as his fingers hit something within her core. "That hurts..." she whimpered, pushing at his arm in an effort to try and dislodge him. Was this really supposed to hurt so much? They hadn't even gotten to the main part yet!

"I know yoi." And he knew that what would happen soon was going to hurt her even worse than his preparing her body. Marco should have been annoyed, but being able to touch her in ways that no other man ever had, it made him shake with a sense of possession he had never known.

She was finally going to be his, and that fact that he would be her first, her last, and only lover, made him feel more humbled than he had ever felt before.

"Marco?" Felicity's fingers clenched into his arms, feeling a foreign warmth pool in her belly. Marco continued to work and maneuver her body and she sighed happily, her back arching just slightly.

"Are you sure you still want to continue yoi? Do you trust me?"

She blinked at the question, turning her attention up to Marco whose face was directly in front of her own. Well, that was certainly a time to be asking her questions when he was already somewhat inside her. But she actually thought about it, was she really ready for what was going to happen next?

When she got down to it, Felicity loved Marco completely, and in the end that was all that mattered.

She sucked in a deep breath and nodded her head slowly, moving her hands to gently cup his cheeks. "I trust you with my life."

That one statement made Marco freeze up. Did she really trust him that much? What if he couldn't protect the very life she trusted him with? What if...

"Marco?"

Hearing her soft voice broke Marco out of his inner musings and he shook his head, pulling his fingers out. Felicity watched with wide eyes as Marco put those fingers in his mouth, her mouth making an o shape as she watched him lick her juices off.

"What... What do I taste like?"

The answer came without hesitation. "You have the sweetest taste," he chuckled as Felicity turned a bright red color, obviously not expecting him to answer like that.

Felicity's arms shyly reached out and wrapped around broad shoulders. She felt Marco's erection nudging her entrance and took a deep breath. How long had she been waiting for this moment? To be with Marco like this, to have the man she loved with all of her being make love to her?

Her eyes snapped open as she felt Marco slowly push forward, inch by agonizing inch. "O-Oh!"

The blonde grit his teeth, trying so hard not to drive forward. He now panted, using every ounce of patience he had as he felt her shift against him, her tight moist channel holding his cock in a vice grip.

"I'm sorry yoi," he said with a sense of sadness ringing his voice, as though he really were sorry for what was to come.

Felicity blinked, wondering for a moment what he meant before she felt herself being torn in two as he broke through her barrier and buried himself inside her body to the hilt. She immediately shrieked, sobbing and clawing at Marco in an attempt to free herself from him. She had known that the first time would hurt, but this was completely unbearable and not some beautiful moment like she had somewhat expected!

Those smutty romance novels of Izo's didn't know shit about the true feeling of a woman losing her virginity!

Marco winced as he heard Felicity scream into his ear. That had been the hardest thing he had ever had to do, and he hated it, causing his woman pain.

He could distinctly hear as his Zoan softly cooed from within his mind, as though finally satisfied with how things had turned out.

Then Marco saw the tears fall down her cheeks and instantly stopped. Were those tears... He was the cause of those, wasn't he? He had actually hurt her physically though he hadn't meant to. Marco leaned his head down, gently kissing away her tears before slowly pulling back once he felt Felicity had somewhat adjusted to him.

Felicity whimpered as she felt Marco move, their eyes connecting and for a time, everything around them stopped. This was it. It was done and over with, there was no going back now... She managed to give a watery smile and that seemed to be all Marco needed to see.

As slowly as he had pulled back, he pushed forward and watched the different emotions flicker across Felicity's face. She was still in so much pain, he could ascertain that much.

Next time around, he would make sure he gave her the best pleasure she would ever experience in her life. Oh no, he didn't plan on this being their one and only time if he had anything to say about it.

Felicity's arms circled around Marco's neck, gasping as his pace picked up the slightest bit. There was still that raw pain everytime his length brushed against her walls, but at some points... It actually felt somewhat good.

"Felicity," he gave a guttural moan, his fingers grasping onto her hips in a bruising grip. He knew it wouldn't be long before he reached his peak, her core was just too tight, too wonderful for him not to completely lose himself in it.

One of her lithe legs wound itself around his waist, gasping at the new sensations that came along with it. Felicity was just... She didn't even know how to explain it, the pain had almost completely subsided, and she felt something almost euphoric as Marco continued to thrust harder and faster within her.

"Ah! Marco!" Her nails scored along his back, feeling his thrusts becoming harder and his grip on her bordering on painful. She heard him hiss as soon as her nails made contact with his flesh, feeling his hips piston twice more before he filled her with his essence.

Marco's eyes snapped open as he realized what had just happened. They had finally done it, and now his claim to Felicity was truly set.

Slowly so as not to hurt Felicity, he pulled out and stiffened at the sight of her blood mixed with his seed. That was it, the proof of what had just occurred and immediately he felt like an ass for having been the one to cause her so much pain.

For once, he felt complete, happy even though he had hurt the woman he cared for more than his own life.

Felicity winced as she felt Marco shift out of her and watched as he moved to lay beside her so he didn't smother her. For several moments, the pair silently breathed, not saying a single word.

Finally, Felicity turned on her side, smiling weakly and reaching for Marco's fingers with her own. "Hello, lover..."

As amazing as the sex had been, hearing Felicity say those two words made Marco's heart flip over. "Lover," he murmured, gently linking his fingers through Felicity's. "I think I'm going to enjoy that title yoi."


Next chapter will be the morning after. Will this big development in their relationship be something Marco and Felicity keep a secret for the time being or will they choose to tell everyone?

I didn't go into very much detail during the actual lovemaking part because, well... I have zero sexual experience myself, and from asking around and doing some research, the first time for a couple is normally very quick and the woman almost never has an orgasm her very first time. Next time though... *waggles my eyebrows*

So while reading over the story from beginning to now, I realized I made a few little oopsies in previous chapters concerning Felicity. I've gone back and edited a few things in a couple chapters in order to fix these things so that what happens in future chapters makes more sense. In case you want to go back and re-read these chapters to see if you can find the small changes, then go check out chapters 20, and 26.

What I've got planned for Felicity, something I've planned since the beginning when I first created her and planned this story out, will either be something you all love or you'll hate it. I do want to make my readers happy, but I'm also not going to change who I am as a writer.