Hallo and welcome Back!
Um... I'm sorry it took so long? I kinda came to the conclusion that I won't ever write better smut than the ghost cherry poppin and that kinda was disheartening? So while I still love this fic, in fact purely from the writing I think this is the best I did so far, I kinda couldn't bring myself to work on it. Now... Yesterday, I scrolled through tumblr and saw this and... Well I really wanted to gift the girl some cock to ber birthday, but couldn't get it done in time, so yeah. This is short but hey, it's something!

Last time, Perona wanted to indulge in that disgusting thing again but unfortunately got shitfaced drunk, so she had some heartfelt reminiscence about her crew instead. This time... she still won't get any but! But we're getting closer!

This hangover just had to have been the single most horrible thing that had ever happened to her in her entire life. Like for real. She had experienced shit, but this? Not only had the room still spun when she'd woken up which was really annoying, the cold water hadn't had the healing effect it had had the night before and instead had just made her stomach flip and landed her dry-heaving over the toilet and indebted to the stupid brute for holding her hair.

Ugh, she had not been cute at all, cheek pressed to the blissfully cool porcelain she hadn't even checked fo- she felt like drinking again. And worst of all was that he'd been all mature again. Stupid idiot. Hadn't teased her one bit! Or maybe he had but her stupid brain hadn't noticed because it had been busy with other stuff.

Oh god… had she really proposed they make their own pirate crew? Cheeky bastard had volunteered as the navigator and even worse, had she– she had thought it was a good idea. Stupid wine.

She fluffed her cute pink locks in front of the mirror, really feeling infinitely better now that she'd showered and had actually eaten something, and she finally didn't look like a half-decayed corpse anymore.

The bathroom door swung open and she sidestepped it with the easy grace of a person with just enough pain medication to feel like an actual human being again.

He was a filthy mess, of course, but she really couldn't care less this time. After all the embarrassment she'd displayed… it was time to show him who the actual adult was.

"Once you smell like a human again, I'll be waiting in your room, alright?" She asked before smacking her red lips in front of the mirror for a last test. She saw him cock an eyebrow in the reflection before he did that bone-chilling, disgusting cracking of his neck.

"Make yourself comfortable, I have to be at dinner," he said matter of fact.

Ah of course. The idiot brute had lost all his free passes when he'd lost that eye. She shrugged. "Don't make me wait," she echoed his words from the day before, turning on her heel to leave the room before he had a chance to strip because by now she knew for a fact that the idiot had no ounce of shame in him.

Not that it really mattered, she was an adult, after all, she had seen him naked countless times and there really was no reason to get all worked up about it. They were adults, they had seen each other naked, they did the thing together... And she had told him she wanted it again tonight. Not very cute, but definitely mature. Didn't at all keep her from pressing against his closed bedroom door with her back and with her heart hammering in her chest and a most definitely cute blush on her face. Actually she'd felt like pressing against the bathroom but now that he had observation Haki there was no way she'd embarrass herself like that!

No! Instead, she'd taken slow, measured steps to his boring, grey room like the mature adult she was.

His boring, grey room. Yeah, that had turned out great hadn't it? What was she supposed to do here while she waited god knew how long for him?

She plopped down on his bed. It was tiny in comparison to hers and not at all as fluffy and cute as hers either. Plain white sheets that she was surprised he'd obviously changed from last time. Oh god, she would have died from mortification if it had been the same soiled mess as then. Felt the hot blush already. The bed was made, which was definitely only because Mihawk-chan expected it from him. There was just no way he'd do something like that from an intrinsic sense of neatness. The brute did not have that.

Crawling up to the middle of the bed she spread her arms, touching the edges of it. He was huge, how had they both fit on this? She just couldn't imagine– Ok no that was a lie, she had imagined a lot the last few weeks and her cheeks heated again when the thought alone popped awfully vivid pictures in her head. His green head between her thighs, his stupid pretty face above her… With a squeal, she pressed her hands on her face. Oh, how hot her face was! She rolled around, very happy that he definitely didn't have any devil fruit or refined observation Haki to spy on her and see her pitiful displa– The bed smelled of him. Well, of course, it did since it was his bed but. But. Did it smell so good? How did he smell so good?

Ugh. Nope. She could not accept that. That brute that had never in his life even seen a deodorant did not smell good. He did not. That was just her kitty talking. And she knew for a fact that her kitty didn't know anything, especially as of late. Stupid kitty.

She jumped to her feet because there really was no use staying on that stupid, good smelling bed with her kitty screaming for attention. No. No, no, no, no. She would not give him the satisfaction of finding her on his bed with her hands inside her panties… Although she still didn't quite understand how he could do all that so casually. Her kitty might be cute to look at now, but it still felt all disgusting and slimy. He'd just done it so… just so casually. It was probably normal, and definitely needed to get all disgusting, but… It was really not fair that he didn't have to deal with that.

It also really wasn't fair that he didn't have anything, anything in this stupid room to keep her entertained. There was a nightstand with a book on top. The Secret To Alabasta Cuisine: Now With Drink Recommendations. She huffed. As if the idiot brute wouldn't live of off riceballs for two years. Fingers trailing over the fancy leather binding, she turned towards his desk. Whatever an idiot like him even needed a desk for eluded her. Why it was littered with books even more so.

A Comprehensive Guide To Navigation. Ha! As if that would help him. Wandering Forests yeah sure, of course, the dumbass blamed the forests. Adam's Wood, Every Shipwright's Dream. Oh, so that's how it was. He'd never tried to look smart and vex her with the books… Herbs of The New World And Corresponding Leaps in Medicine. It would be a wonder if he even understood half of the books he had here, but it was the only way to be close to them. He probably missed their talks about their interests so he compensated. Oh no no, she was not ready for this. She knew he missed them. They had talked enough about that, over and over again. But this? This was cute. And she really, really wasn't ready to see the idiot brute as cute.

He even had a dictionary to understand them better… It was infuriating, but… When she really thought about it… It was proof that he was stupid and indeed didn't understand half of it and that was good because then he could at least stay an idiot in her head. She opened the worn book and ugh, what a barbarian, he'd scribbled all over the pages like a damn child.

However. Oh. Oh god. She skimmed over the pages and markings, an amused laugh bubbling from her chest. He did not use the dictionary to understand his friends. He was not a sap and probably couldn't care less about the fancy words he saw in the books. He was a fucking nerd is what he was! Puns! Puns for his stupid, overbearing attacks! Oh, thank god!

"What the fuck ya think you're doing going through my stuff, princess?"

Hope you enjoyed despite the shortness.
I honestly can't promise you anything anytime soon, I mean, snooping definitely deserves punishment and all that but if I can get myself to write it is another matter entirely. Anyways, huuuuge, humongous thank you to SomethingGhosty for encouraging me and literally always being by my side when I need her and for betaing last minute. Also for just being the Luffy to my Zoro... or the other way round... you know, sharing that one brain cell with me, because you sure as fuck wouldn't have that chapter without her. Also, thank you, yes you, for still being here despite how long it took me to get this chapter done!