In the world of dating, it's said that opposites attract.
He was loud, childish and obnoxious, always shouting from the rooftops that he was the best, never one to back down from a fight.
She was calm, mature and charming, and there was nothing that would stop her from accomplishing whatever goal she set out to do.
It also helped that, well…
They were similar in sex drive as well.
And they were most definitely the same in having an unrelenting desire to fuck the other.
She was so eager to spread her legs for him, and that fact alone made his body simmer with pure, uncontrollable lust.
He was ready, more than ready—his throbbing length poised to enter her.
Nico Robin batted those eyelashes of hers, blue eyes shimmering.
"Take me," she panted.
He smirked, head tilted to the side.
"You're mine," he breathed.
With that, he entered her—with authority no less. Even after a thousand times, nothing had changed; she would still beg him to fuck her as much as she had when they'd first started dating. Her lust for him was unrelenting and needless to say, Luffy was more than content with living out his days pumping his girthy cock into her, day-in and day-out.
"Fuuuck," Robin moaned, as he thrust in and out of her, passionate and merciless in his desire to propagate his claim on her body.
He grasped her ample bosom with both hands, moaning at the warmth of her supple flesh, squeezing the orbs in his fingers, teasing a nipple. Luffy used them for leverage, bucking his hips against her, rather pleased with the sight of his cock pistoning in and out of her.
"God, you're so good," Robin whimpered, eyes half-lidded. She wrapped her legs around his waist as tightly as she could, legs locked. Both of them knew that she wouldn't let go, at least, not until every drop of his seed had been poured into her; every last drop.
He intensified his thrusts, digging deep into his core, pummeling her with powerful pumps of his
hips that left the bedsprings squeaking noisily, the headboard thumping against the wall. She moaned against him, nails clawing at his broad back.
"Fuck," Luffy growled, face twisted up with pleasure. He felt as he always did when he was fucking this raven hair beauty—unhinged.
Something collected in his gut whenever he saw her, a primal need to take her, to claim her, to make her his. It drove him to pound her harder, faster, deeper. It drove him wild with pleasure.
He wrapped his arms around her torso, hefting her up with frightening ease. She clung to him, gasping, his cock still so deep inside of her that she could hardly think.
Luffy laid on his back, and with renewed vigor, he began to thrust into her from below, reaching new depths, hitting her from different angles that made her mind go numb. He grasped her ass, squeezing it tightly enough to leave red imprints of his hands for days.
"You're mine," he whispered into her ear, grinding his hips against her.
She moaned, eyes half-lidded, her pussy clenching desperately around his girth. "I'm yours," Robin mumbled. "All yours, Luffy."
He grinned, a twinkle in his eyes.
"I know."
And then he thrust into her at such a precise angle that she knew he knew what he was doing. It hit that spot, oh goodness, that sweet spot inside of her… that, combined with his timely teasing of her clit, drove her over the edge, and there was no way she could have held herself by that point.
Impaled by his cock, Robin came with passion, her moans and cries bouncing off the walls of their bedroom. He held her in his arms as she came, holding her tightly, never letting go. He thrust into her even as her orgasm continued on, slowly, purposefully, dragging it out and making her whimper from the sheer pleasure.
"I'm yours," she whispered.
Luffy exhaled deeply.
He allowed her to recuperate for a moment, but just for a moment, for it wasn't long before he was thrusting into her with just as much force and passion as he had been before. She braced herself, hanging onto him for dear life, eyes screwed up, the buxom archeologists knowing exactly what was to come.
Robin knew that she was close—she could feel it, sense it, and she knew better than anyone that there was nothing quite like the feeling of being creampied, especially by a man so virile and well
endowed.
She was ready. At least, as ready as she could ever be.
Luffy grunted and moaned into the crook of her neck, his release drawing nearer and nearer until, finally
He came.
"Oooh."
Hot, bubbling cum jettisoned into her. So warm, so filling, and she could only purr on top of him, giggly and smiling from the sensation.
"Yes, baby, there you go," Robin whispered, stroking his hair. "Fill me up, fill me up. Mmm… fuck." She planted a kiss on his cheek, giggling sweetly. "So much cum, Luffy —you must have been really pent up, huh?"
Luffy grinned. "Shishishi I guess you could say that," he said. He kissed at her neck, working his way up until they were making out, Robin still twitching gently atop his half-hard cock, Luffy having not even thought about pulling out.
"Round two?" she suggested.
"You read my mind," he said smiling, rolling them over, the two brunettes disappearing beneath the covers...