Setting: One Piece.


Of Women, Rum and Loads of Fun!

Chapter 2


The soft swing of the bed was the first sign I wasn't in my apartment anymore. Before, I would have jumped out of bed; the unfamiliar experience bringing a slight panic and confusion that would last until I take in my environment. Today, like yesterday, I remembered where I was immediately, thus did not jump.

As my conscience crawled to awareness, more sensations came to me. The soft creaking of the wood, the smell of smoky candles from last night, the quiet breaking of the waves outside… On the first day, I felt like I would never get used to it, but now, on the morning of the fifth, I was proven wrong.

The weight on the bed next to me, the dainty fingers playing with my hair, and the occasional feminine giggle were much harder to get used to.

"What are you doing?" I asked, without opening my eyes.

"Ah, I was discovered."

Slowly, I opened my eyes, gazing the figure that has been filling my life with a lot of mix feelings lately.

"I told you to stop watching me sleep." Alvida was looking good as ever. She somehow managed to tailor herself her canon outfit from the clothes on this ship. On this occasion she left her captain cloak on the chair beside the bed, leaving only the pink bikini top to cover her ample chest. It was hard to not lower my eyes to it, but I've learned that the action just encourages her further. "It's creepy."

"Fufufu, I'm sorry, darling~." She said with a playful glint that told me she wasn't sorry at all. "You just look sooo handsome that I can't help but be enchanted each time I see it."

There she goes.

"Ahh~ now you're looking at me with such intensity~" She placed her hands on her blushing cheeks. "C-could it be? Even this early in the morning you are lusting for your loving wife!? Ahh~ noo darling, I must prepare the breakfast first~."

A heavy sigh broke from my lips, I raise my hand to my temple, "You're not my wife. And if you're going to make breakfast then just go do it."

Alvida perked up. "Yes! Right away, Darling, I'll make your favorite as always." with that said, she jumped out of the bed and practically skipped across the room.

I let out a loud groan after she left. Honestly, I don't know what to make out this woman. She seems to be lost in that married fantasy of hers and no matter what I say or do she always misinterpreted into something that fit her image. It kinda fits what I know of her from canon with her insistence that everything her fruit changed about her was her freckles.

… Though there is also a real possibility she's acting like that because of what I did to her.

I raped her, there is no way around it, I used my power to muddle her mind and then literally fucked her brains out. I was running mostly on instinct at the time, but it doesn't change the fact I basically mindfucked her into sex and apparently done something to her that was related to my new powers.

… And I do not totally regret doing it. Alvida was a pirate, she was not a good person by any stretch of the imagination, I need only ask and she gladly fill my ears with tales of her pirating career, the cruelty she has inflicted and allowed her old crew to inflict on innocent people not only sicken me to my core but also reminded me why pirates are considered the scum of the earth in the One Piece world. Pirates like the Strawhats are the very rare exception it seems.

Plus, she was trying to kill me, and had quite literally flatted my face before my new regeneration kicked in. If I hadn't eaten my devil fruit, I would be dead.

Makes me wonder if the Alvida is better as she is now than the cruel pirate she used to be, even if what she is now is basically a delusional love slave.

"Darling~!" I flinched as she suddenly popped her head into the room. "… Tch, you're not changing clothes…" She said quietly under her breath before raising her tone to an obnoxiously cute one. "Darling, breakfast is ready~~"

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming." I signed as I got out of bed. Alvida blushed brightly by the sight on my bare chest, which still didn't make any sense to me; I'm still fat and unimpressive on my base, certainly nothing for any woman to blush over yet this one reacts like I'm an underwear model each time she sees it.
Though at least this reaction isn't as intense as the ones my beast and half form received.

"A-Ah darling… Your wife is having impure thoughts…" She wondered out loud.

I sighed again; honestly, I really don't know what to do with her.

-0-0-0-

"A shift northern wind… Quick Darling! Lower the tension on the left! We must turn the ship starboard to catch it!"

"Got it!" I dropped the mop and cleaning bucket and run to the shrouds on the leftmost of the ship, changing several of the increasingly familiar knots on the base of the rigging to lower the tension on the sail to make the yard turn to the right. On the corner of my eyes, I saw Alvida's blurs as she slid across the ship, manipulating several cords and chains at once before stopping and the helms and throw it to the right.

The ship tilted and turned in woods-creaking speeds, the sails booming with renewed vigor to the point I was impressed nothing ripped. To my surprise we didn't change the course all that much, it seems we still riding the same sea current.

Managing a ship is hard, like, really hard. I was utterly lost in my first three days, even now I only just started to make sense of it.

And not only this thing is a bitch to maneuver, but it also required daily maintenance. Every day we had to make sure everything still appropriately tied and the knots didn't loosen due to the wind. Cords, chains, locks, everything suffering under tension must be checked to make sure accidents didn't happen, and after that, cleaning, cleaning, and more cleaning, a clean ship give the crew an easier time than a dirty one.

Alvida, for all her faults, has been a blessing from heavens when it came to life in a ship, or even sailing in general, if Luffy was a pirate captain who let the crew cover his weakness on sailing, then Alvida was the complete opposite. It seems that while she was a captain, she made sure to learn every single aspect of a full, functional crew; from managing the ship, navigating it, to cooking and even some basic medical skill.

My jaw dropped when I realized this, to think a first level enemy of the series would be so competent when it came to sailing, even going beyond what I knew from the pirates of the series. It showed me deepness. It showed me that the people who I knew only as characters have hidden depths that I don't know about…
But even with Alvida's help and her general expertise, managing a single ship still a tough job for two people alone to do it. Alvida said we were lucky this is a small-sized Frigate rather than something bigger like a Galleon or a Man-o-war, she'd said it would be impossible to control it if it was. I, who knew jack-shit about ships, just smiled and nodded.

"Brilliant Darling!" Once more she praised my small contribution like I did something incredible, it's kind of condescending really. "Now, I need you on the rear! We have to hold the yard, otherwise we will lose the wind!"

Hold the yard, hold the yard, how do I do that again… Oh, the low ropes on the side!

"Got it!" I ran to the back, jumping from the first step of the stairway to the quarterdeck to the last, quickly moving to a long holder with multiple coils of ropes attached on the railing of the ship and pulling the rope that ran alongside it. What happened next was simply impossible; the cord wielded before my pull. I, a fat guy who hadn't work out in years, managed to do something that would require several people pulling at once to achieve.

I don't know why I'm so much stronger than I was before, even in my normal base form. Could it be the result of my fruit? Even though I don't remember if a Zoan type fruit affects the base form of a user, or… and what I think is more likely: my body somehow was changed to fit the standard of this new world. It would explain the weird reactions my body was having, like visibly throbbing when I'm hurt or twisting my face into an over-the-top caricature when Alvida's antics became too much.

My new life as an anime character.

I grunted as I pulled the last roll and tied to the handle on the side using one of the knots Alvida has taught me. I forgot the name, but not how to do it. It was easy to remember given that it's the one I used the most.

"And now just…" Alvida took over from my side; she grabbed three different ropes and pulled in a show of power that boggled my mind. My impressive feat of strength seems like a childish display before the power of the woman who can wield a half a ton metal club like it's a child's toy.

The ship tilted further and seemed to reach an almost uncanny stability. The woods creaked as the speed increased threefold and shift wind cut across the deck.

"That's it! That's it! We're inside!" Alvida cheered her achievement and moved to tie the ropes, "That should buy us a day and a half, maybe two depending on how the winds last…" She was talking to herself as I leaned against the railing and whipped the sweat of my brow, "Ah, Darling, you were magnificent!"

"I don't need you to praise every little thing I do, you know." I wish I could use a towel, but because the last owners of this ship were the dumb kind of pirates, there was only one towel on this entire ship. Seriously, who travels without a spare towel?

I heard the giggle before a soft, slightly sweaty body hugs me from the side.

"I can't help it darling," Alvida said nuzzling my chest, I've taken to walk around bare-chested just because it was more efficient this way, that and I don get sunburns anymore for some reason. "You went from complete amateur to a competent seaman in the span of a few days. You're amazing Darling."

I shifted uncomfortably in her embrace, her… um, assets were quite noticeable.

"I wouldn't call me competent…" I mumbled and wiggled until she released me. I start walking to avoid another hug. "You say we gained a day or two with that move?"

"Yes, darling." Alvida dutifully followed behind. "We should be arriving in the Rocky Cage Bay by the morning!"

Where we would sell this ship and use the money to buy a smaller one and resupply for the following trip. That's the plan.

I… Honestly don't know why I'm following it, to be frank, I don't really know what to do anymore… sure, I'm in the world of One Piece, which is a dream come true in many ways, but now what? Should I join the straw hats like those self-insert fanfics? I don't even know where they are…

But this was better than nothing, it was better than what I had, which was nothing.

If I keep following Alvida, we will get to Loguetown eventually. I think… I'll take things from there, at least it gives me time to think about my options.

And speaking of getting to Loguetown.

"Hey… that guy you want to kill."

"Monkey D Luffy," Alvida uttered darkly from her grinding teeth, before going back to be chirpy as before. "What about him, darling?"

Wow, I don't think she ever showed this level of content in the show…

"I was meant to ask, but what you plan to do after you… settle your differences with him."

On my second day in the sea, after I grew past the awkwardness and stopped becoming a blushing mess from her teasing, I had my first proper conversation with Alvida. It naturally sailed toward her piracy life, for that is the part she was more open about, and that was when I learned about her crimes.

If she plans to become a pirate again… to continue to inflict so much pain on innocent people, then I…

"Oh, that's easy!" She pushed her chest up with a distracting display of confidence. "I will fulfill the second part of my dream!"

"Dream- wait you have a dream!?"

"Of course!" She nodded firmly before a blush spread on her cheeks, and she started playing with her hairs. "Since I was a little girl there is always something I wanted…"

I noticed she wasn't following me anymore. I turned to find she had stopped in place and was sending me a… weird, shining look.

"I always wanted to find a lover and sail through the seas having romantics adventures!" She declared proudly, the mature woman brook into a lovestruck high school girl as she flings herself to my arm. "Ohhh darling we will be the fairest couple who ever braved the seas~!"

"We are not a couple!" I exclaimed trying to pry her off.

Well, at least she is not trying to hurt innocents anymore.

But she still troublesome.

I made to retrieve the mop and heavy bucket that was drifted to the corner of the deck, but a female pair of hair quickly snatched out from me.

"Alvida…" I warned.

"I'll do it darling; cleaning is the role of the wife!"

"You're not my wife," I said, and the pout started.

… What a troublesome woman.

"Fine, do as you wish." I heard a soft 'yes!' behind me. I swear I'll never understand what this woman is thinking.

Now… I have absolutely nothing to do. There is the thing about sailing on a calm weather, once you finish the daily tasks and set the ship, of course, you don't have to do much of anything other than checking the compass from time to time. Unless you want to make a turn or something, it's hours and hours of sea gazing.

Life in a ship, I've come to find, consisted of bursts of extreme hard work and long periods of nothingness. Supposedly things change when you have a lively crew and the work increases by the simple fact of being more people. But I have yet to experience it.

So with nothing else to do, I turned to what is quickly becoming my favorite pastime, and the only thing about in this unexpected new direction my life has taken that I'm sure about.

Training my Devil Fruit powers.

-0-0-0-

I stood in the center of the quarterdeck, with a mirror in front of me.

The mirror is a necessity for the easiest power I can train, and it's also there because I like to see what I can do now, see what I can become.

It was proof this is all real.

The Devil Fruit didn't come with an instruction manual, and given what I can transform into, I say I have a great variety of individual powers to discover, but while those are hard to make sense and test out, a few of them are clear as day to me due to the new instinct that came with the new forms, and one of them is so easy, so primordial, so integrated into my very self that I'll never forget how to use it.

The ability to shift between forms.

With a deep breath lost in the northern winds, I changed. My height shoot up a head or two, my fat shrink into myself and turned into pure, hard muscle, my already tanned skin darkened a few shades, my back shifted as with new types of muscles formed and a pair of black leathery wings came bursting outward, together with the fleshy demon tail that spread longer than my legs and ended in a large pointy spade. My horns where the last inhuman to appear, they popped from my brow and curled backward over themselves.

The inhuman features weren't the only change. Like I say; my body went from an obese, somewhat tall man to a giant Greek hero whose musculature was chiseled by the gods themselves, and my face, my face was the most unbelievable change, beyond even the sharp fangs and slitted eyes. I still looked like me, I can still recognize my features, but they are very different at the same time. Everything that made me look good was elevated to new, near-perfect levels, and everything that made me ugly has faded or turned into an attractive feature. All across my face, the micro perfections have turned the whole into an impossible balance of beauty and ruggedly; a strong, masculine face accentuated by noble, graceful traits.

Just like that, I became too handsome for my own good.

My transformation stopped, but I knew I could go further, to exceed the height of 'basketball players' to something truly gargantuan, to let a coarse, yet smooth layer of black fur grow over my limbs and my hips, to let my skin turn into a striking pink while my inhuman features grow more accentuated and my beauty and raw sex appeal increase to truly uncanny levels. But I stop where I was, in my half-beast form, this will be enough. If I can control my powers here, I'll have an easier time in full-beast mode where I have access to all of it.

I breathed, letting my nose be filled with the sweet and ever familiar scent of Alvida, mixed with the faint smell of every single female in the area, which mostly composed of fish and a passing sea kings. Needless to say, Alvida's was much better, so much so that I almost got lost into it.

By scent alone, I could tell where she was… but even without this ability, she was shining to me like a sun in the dark of space to my senses. If I concentrated, I could not only tell where she was, but how she was, what she was doing, who she was with, and if I turn to my full beast form I could push this further, I would be able to see through her eyes, to hear to her ears, share her touch…

The mark has integrated beautifully into her souls; it stood proudly on her crouch and the way it shone told me how much she treasured it. Even in this half-beast form, my words were law to her. She didn't have enough will to resist it, and even if she did, why would she? Been ordered by me is happiness itself…

I shook these strong instincts from my head, concentrating so I could retreat from the threshold of my Full Beast form. I wondered if this is the same for other Zoans; Do they have to struggle against alien instinct like I do? I mean, Chopper's fruit gave him intelligence that lingers no matter the form he takes, I wonder if that's his version of the Zoan's instincts. It would make some sense given I can smell Alvida no matter the form I was.

With my head finally away from Alvida… She was not cleaning the deck by the way; she is watching me from the stair, her head barely poking above the last step as she drank in my new form with heart-shaped iris… Naughty little… Anyway, I took my head away from Alvida so I could open my eyes.

Incubus. That's what laid on the reflection before me.

If not by the appearance, then I would have figured out by the powers; it couldn't be anything else.

But that is important; I know what I'm, I have a general idea of the powers of the creature I can transform into (Still squealing on the inside for being a Mythical Zoan by the way), so I have an advantage.

First, let's test the easiest power to manifest; it was so easy to do because I already have an idea of how to do it based on my inherent transformation.

My wings spread out, twisted, and then shurk back into my back muscles. My tail did the same beneath white my horns followed suit. Soon the extremely handsome incubus on the mirror became an extremely handsome action hero.

I grinned like I little kid seeing this. Knowing that I can safely blend into crowds in my half-beast form, how many Zoans can claim the same?

With my inhuman features hidden, the true training began, and I started to push my shapeshifting to its limits.

Changing my main body was like molding hard clay with your mind; slow, imprecise, and often needing a redo, I could do simple things easily enough; like changing the color of my eyes, the tone of my skin, the length of my hair, but to make any significant change was hard, and unlike the color stuff, it didn't stick after I lose concentration, I also quickly find out that changing back to my base appearance while in half-beast mode seems to be literally impossible, I think is there is a hard limit when it comes to my natural Forms, one cannot take the appearance of the other.

But still, it's an aspect of my fruit that I learned to use, so I got to train it.

Changing only my inhuman features as much easier, my wings especially, not only I could increase or reduce their length and size, but I could also shift them into actually blades and claws, even in an actual giant pair of hands once, spiting it was also simple, as long as I kept it grounded in the same mass. The only weakness I could found was that while it's easy to change my wings or any of my inhuman features, they seem to be locked in their form, so saved from when I hid them, any other transformation will snap back after a couple of seconds.

Still, the combat potential for this was obvious, and couldn't be underestimated.

I spent about an hour or two just sitting in front of the mirror, pushing my shapeshifting. This was honestly where I yield more results, for the other aspects of my power couldn't be so easily trained here.

My physical attributes are one of them. Like most Zoans, I appear to be a complete monster when it comes to these aspects, easily overshadowing the usually stronger Alvida in my half-beast form. Trying to see how strong I really was was out of the question for the moment… but I could train to control it.

I stood up and entered fighting stance, trying to dig back old memories of practicing boxing with my grandfather and trying out kickboxing when I was young, fit and active, years before my obesity.

My body easily pushed forward while my arms flew into jabs, the shadow opponent manifesting in front of me.

Soon, I found a rhythm and started to go faster… and then faster… and then faster.

My fist cut the wind while I threw them out in jubilation, I was moving fast, but I couldn't really conceive how fast I was moving, but I'm sure to my eyewitness, I must be looking like a Dragon Ball character.

Me, a Dragon Ball character! My fist broke the wind with a deafening boom. Holy fuck I'm moving like a dragon ball character! Not even a week ago I was struggling to go upstairs, now… Now, look at me!

"HAHAHA!" I laughed as I moved. Not even caring if I wasn't moving into the proper katars anymore.

I continued like that for… almost an eternity when an eruption happened.

An eruption of joy, glee, childlike wonder… and fire.

I felt an energy inside me flaring up and move along my arm during my next swing. It was only the contrast between unrestrained joy and my entrance into a trance-like tunnel vision that made me notice. It traveled up my arm, gathered in my fist, and then shot out like a pink Hadoken.

The energy obliterated the ship's railing on starboard, before going off into the sea and produce a loud explosion in the distance.

"HOLY SHIT!" I cried, bringing my tingling fist to my chest while I watched the large pink-tinted cloud rising as we passed. "What the hell was that!?"

I can shot energy beams, I mean I could feel this weird energy inside since the first time I transformed, but I never imagined I could shoot it forward like a freaking Hadoken.

Holy crap was that Haki!? No… No wait, Haki is supposed to be inside a living creature all the time and I can only feel the energy while I'm transformed.

So why…

My vision tilted as I lost my balance and had to grab the railing behind me to prevent me from hitting the ground.

Holy crab, I'm tired.

"D-Darling…" Alvida approached, her movements were almost timid while she gushed over the wondrous sight, "Darling, that was incredible!"

Really… Really tired…

No…

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"Darling!" A sexy woman appeared on my vision; I blinked down at her worried green eyes. "Are you alright, Darling?

Hum…

Genuine worry…

Truckloads-loads of affection…

A budding shining feeling… and lust… so much… lust… delicious.

She looks so yummy.

"Al—vida!" I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away.

"Eh?"

"You have to get away… I'm…" So hungry… so thirsty… need… refill… "I'm losing control again…"

"What do you mean darling?" Alvida asked quickly, her serious tone matching what I knew of the character rather than the clingy woman I was traveling with. "How can I help you?"

Earnest, desired to help, desire to be together, desire to fix what is wrong, need to help…

"It's like… Like the first time we met… I…" My nostril flared, a wave of Alvida invaded my sense. I was brought to my knees by the sweet, sweet smell…

"The first time we met…" She whispered. "Darling…" She also lowered herself to the ground, her hands coming to hold my face. "Please tell me what is happening, you were fine a second ago…"

"I don't… know…" My hands were on her shoulders, they travel to her neck and to her cheeks, mirroring her owns. I can feel how excited this was making her, and how she tried to hide it from my sake, god she is so beautiful. "I… There is something you have… something I need…" My words were distant; they didn't even sound like my own. My mouth must be working with the subconscious of my mind; the rest of me was getting lost in Alvida...

"What!? Tell me, Darling! I can give it to you!" Shining green eyes, relief, she has what it was needed to end my apparent suffering, so eager… so yummy…

"It's… not… something… you can give…" My heavy breaths were hitting her face. I could sense the shiver she tried to suppress, could see the blush growing and feel her cheeks warming under my touch. "It's something… I can only take…"

She sighed, it was a lovely sigh, an excited sighed, her lips were red and full, god knows how she'd found a lipstick in this ship. They curled into a smile.

"Well too bad eh, Darling. Cuz there is nothing you can take it from me that I wouldn't give you anyway."

Our lips met midway.

-0-0-0-

The moon casted its silvery glare upon the sea. It illuminated the leather of my wings as they lay over the pale, curvaceous body like a mantle. The woman snorted cutely over my muscular chest, while my hands wandered over her ever-so-smooth, womanly softness.

I'm… full… full to the brim.

It feels like I downed five cans of monster in quick succession while savoring a bit of RedBull mixed coffee on the side.

I never felt this energetic in my life.

… Lust… or a lust-base energy, I have a storage of it inside myself, and this energy can be used as destructive rays of energy or/and to do other effects.

If I spend this energy, I have to gather more from other people, through sex or sexual acts. If Alvilda's and mine early make out section before the actual sex was any indication.

But I'm not only draining lust, the concept. I'm somehow darning lust-based energy, or turning outside lust into energy and then draining it, or devil fruiting lust and somehow adding to my storage. My point is; the energy and the lust I drain are interlined.

The more I drained from her, the weaker Alvida became… If I hadn't come to my senses by the end, I would have killed her.

… And the more I drained, the better it felt to her, it made her want more, beg for more… she was continually cumming even though she hardly had the strength to move…

God, I truly am a sex demon…

"Hm… darling…" Came Alvida's soft tone as she started rubbing her curves against my body.

I groaned what this made me feel out. "Christ, aren't you suppose to be sleeping? You pass out on me pretty hard."

"Nonsense darling I just felt a bit drowsy that's all." She slid out of my wings like a wet eel, straddling my hips while her upper body stretched under the moonlight.

She looked divine with her pale skin glowing silver. Her large, pear-shaped breast bounced as she arched her back with her perky pink nipple jiggling cheerfully. Below, under the thigh belly and the wide hips, was a hairless loin glowing with the pink of my mark.

There was no prettier sight.

"Are you alright? I thought you'd be gone for a while." Until tomorrow at last.

"I'm fine. I feel better than fine, even." She lied with a smiled. No, it was a half-lie, she was exhausted and sore, drained in a way she never experienced in her life. But she's also going through the mother of all afterglows.

As if by magic, the details of our lovemaking became clear, I could see claw marks, love bites, reddened flesh, the swollen lips… which were locked in a smiled…

"What?"

"Nothing!" She chirped, "… Fufufu looks like this loving wife has finally managed to meld the ice of her suborn husband's heart."

I sighed. "You're not my wife."

Alvida lowered herself to my chest, from below I could see her hips rising while her dainty hand snaked down to grab my renewed erection. She had a smile on her face. Her eyes were showing a pair of heart silhouette. "But you are my darling."

I grunted as a familiar warm enveloped the head of my dick. Alvida sighed when that happened, and let out a long moan as she descended on the currently oversized shaft, she's still having some difficulties taking all at once.

"Shouldn't you rest first?" My breath hiccupped when her hips started to shake.

"I'm… fine! Hmmm" Alvida closed her eyes as my dick hit a sensitive spot inside and made her hips tremble. "It took five days of relentless seducing to get me here! I'm not falling on the first round!"

…Wait.

What?

That honestly made me laugh.

Christ, this situation almost ended in tragedy but now I have the same woman who nearly died pushing herself beyond her limits for the simple fact she worked hard for my dick and dammit it she was going to properly enjoy it.

"Alright." I breathed out, my arms and wings suddenly grabbing her into an embrace. "If you want to do it like that!" And I pushed myself upwards.

"Gah-AHH!... Mgn…" She buries her face in my neck to muffle the sound. I don't think she was prepared for the depths I managed to reach when aided by her on weight, and to be honest, I wasn't ready for the way her walls clenched neither.

"A-A little warning first, next time." She panted hotly on my ears. Our genitals where practically one by that point.

"Noted." With my wings on her back to support her and protect her from the cold, my hands on her asscheeks to give me further support and… have fun. I stood up and took the first step.

"GAH!... V-Vibrations, vibrations are nice…" Her grunt is much more melodic than mine. "Wh…Where are we going darling?"

"Hm, Captain charters…" Her hair was blowing over my face, I obeyed fate and sniffed deeply from her heavenly smell, then turned my face to search for and bit that cute ear of hers. "I'm going to fuck your brains out."

She cummed right there. The new movements had me stopping to support her better, and endure the sudden quivering massage on my dick. My legs trembled briefly, but they stayed rooted on the ground, and I had to tilt my head to let out a heavy buff from the effort.

Alvida has muffled all the sounds her orgasm had produced, and what she couldn't she let out against my neck, right at the base of my ear. It was intoxicating to hear.

My instinct screamed at me for letting such a great source of energy go, fuck, even though I'm full I still desire… I have drained her again, just a little bit, but I have, that why she felt even weaker in my arms.

Not good enough.

"Ah… Ah… so manly~" Alvida mumbled drunkly as we descended down the stairs, the vibrations on her afterglowing pussy making her let out happy little sounds. God, my dick was proud and heavy, ready to burst at any second.

No…

Control, this is a matter of control…

I have a lust base power source, and each time I use it, I will have to refill it by sleeping with someone. Yet I'm a sex demon, sex with me, the draining needed to refill my energy, can be potentially fatal to my partner.

Therefore; I need to control the fuck out of this new draining, so I can safely do so without threatening my lovers.

And for that, I need practice.

The door to the captain cabin is kicked out of its hinges. Alvida has dropped on the bed soon after.

"Tell me if you need rest Alvida, because I only going to stop if you do."

The hearts on her eyes were shining triumphantly; she shifted her sweaty body on the bed and spread her legs wide.

"Shut up and fuck me, Darling."