A/N: And here's a new chapter! Warning: This picks up right where the last chapter left off. No easing in. No testing the waters. Nope. Straight into sexy times.

So yeah. Mature audiences only. Rated MA. R18.

Ye've been warned.

Shanks wasn't sure what he expected to feel when he reached the clearing. His cock turning rock hard at the sight of Elle writhing the ground and the kid's head between her legs was not it. Shanks couldn't see anything else. He didn't notice the bloody walls or the gory ground. All he could see was the woman he loved demanding her pleasure from another man and being denied.

And it was fucking hot.

Not the fact that it was the kid between her thighs, no. Seeing Elle so undone, so completely consumed by pleasure? Shanks couldn't help himself; he quickly stripped out of his clothing and started leisurely stroking his cock. The kid was teasing her, keeping his kitten from her orgasm. And Shanks absolutely loved seeing so much impotent fury on her face. The kid must have sensed that Elle was losing her patience with his games, because he seemingly quit his teasing. As Elle's back arched off the ground at an almost impossible angle, her head turned towards Shanks. Her eyes met his, her hand stretched out towards him, before they rolled back in her head and she slumped to the ground.

Shanks started walking towards them as the kid sat up. He wiped his face on the back of his hand and glanced at Shanks. There was a satisfied smirk on the kid's face, but Shanks could also sense his unease. The kid obviously wasn't sure what to expect from Shanks. Him sitting down and placing Elle's head in his lap clearly wasn't it. Shanks just chuckled and softly petted Elle's ears. He said nothing, even as he felt Elle start to stir in his lap.

When her eyes opened, Shanks smiled. Elle's beautiful amber gaze lit with joy when she recognized him, but then darkened with shame when she remembered what happened. She started to say his name, but Shanks cut her off with a soft kiss. It quickly deepened and soon Elle was moaning softly into his mouth. Her tight grip on his hair was heavenly, even as she used it to pull his head away from hers. Her eyes now appeared almost black, the pupils were so large.

Shanks watched, transfixed, as Elle flipped over onto her stomach in one fluid motion. She pushed up onto her knees and Shanks felt torn between continuing to hold her stare or glancing down at her perfect breasts swaying softly below her. Elle softly nipped his lip before she started kissing down his chin and neck. Her hand slid from his hair and she lightly trailed her claws down Shanks' neck and chest. She placed both of her hands on Shanks' thighs and gave him a wicked grin before licking her lips. Shanks couldn't do more than hiss in a sharp breath before her mouth was wrapped around his length.

Kid didn't know what exactly was going on, but there was no way in hell he was going to complain. The taste of Elle still lingered on his tongue and his cock was throbbing almost painfully, but he was transfixed by what he was watching. When Elle had jumped him, they had fucked almost animalistically. It felt good (better than good-it felt fan-fucking-tastic), but was a race to the finish line. But what Elle was now doing to (that fucker) Red-Hair? That was sensual. It wasn't fucking, it was making love. It was still fucking hot, but even the simpliest of actions between the two was almost pure.

Hell, the way that Red-Hair had obviously only intended to kiss her gently almost clogged Kid's throat with emotion ((who was he kidding? It totally did.)) But his dick twitched when their kiss deepened and Elle let out a soft little mewl. His attention was pulled away from her upper body when she abruptly flipped over, putting that delicious ass right in Kid's face. He was licking his lips and leaning forward to get another taste of that pretty pussy once more when Red-Hair threw back his head and groaned out a sharp curse.

From where he was sitting, Kid didn't have a good view of what Elle was doing to make Red-Hair react like that. So he pushed to his knees and leaned to the side. His groan was softer than Red-Hair's, but was loud enough to catch her attention. Still keeping her lips around Red-Hair's cock and moving her head up and down, Elle's vibrant yellow eyes glanced back at him. And Kid could've sworn that the little minx smirked at him (she totally did. No doubt about it).

She made a noise that almost sounded like a laugh, making Red-Hair moan another curse and tightly grip her hair. Through clenched teeth, Red-Hair hissed, "Naughty Kitten."

Kid felt a smirk ((spread across his face)) tug at the corners of his mouth. He sidled up behind Elle and asked, almost conversationally, "Should I punish her for that little trick?"

Breathing heavily and trying desperately not to thrust deep into his kitten's mouth, Shanks tore his gaze away from Elle. The kid was on his knees behind her, grinning like a maniac down at Elle's pert little ass. When his left hand started to lightly rub one of the pale globes, Shanks instantly knew what the kid was implying. And felt an answering smirk appear on his own face. Glancing back down at Elle's face, he released a low sigh and tugged on her hair.

When Elle's amber gaze met his once more, Shanks said, "I don't know. What do you think, Kitten?"

Her gaze narrowed on Shanks and he let out a little laugh. He met the kid's eyes and that was all the answer he needed. The loud sound of the kid's hand meeting Elle's ass cheek was echoed shortly by her letting out a muffled squeal and Shanks groaning. Elle started to pull back, but the kid smacked her ass again, making her jerk forward and moan around Shanks' cock. The vibrations of her throat almost pushed him over the edge, so he quickly jerked her back. If Shanks was going to cum, it wasn't going to be in her mouth.

I gasped in a breath, the taste of Shanks sharp on my tongue, and looked up at him in confusion. Before I could do more than blink, Shanks had his hand around my throat. He shoved me backwards until I was laying flat on my back. Finding myself suddenly looking up at a confused LB, I started to laugh, but it turned into a loud moan when I felt a tongue between my legs. I lifted my head as much as the hand around my throat would allow and let out a low groan at the sight of Shanks' red hair between my thighs.

My view of Shanks was suddenly obscured by two muscled thighs and the angry, red cock between them. I shivered as Shanks slid his hand down my body and looked up at a smirking LB. He tightly gripped my hair in both hands and I found myself returning his smirk. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue for his waiting cock.

Since his back was to Shanks, I have no idea how they coordinated it, but I suddenly found both my mouth and my pussy invaded by cocks in the same instant. My screams of pleasure were muffled by the cock making its way down my throat, but my senses were almost overloaded. Nothing had felt better, more perfect or right, before in my life. And when I felt Shanks' thumb brush against my clit once, twice, I knew nothing but pleasure and the sound of my men crying out their releases into the room.

Nothing was going according to his plans.

First was getting that call from Jack-Sama. As if one of the Four Emperors of the New World deciding to visit the island wasn't enough, apparently there was a top Marine officer on the island as well. Jack-Sama had refused to say who, exactly, was on the island. But he sounded pissed off and didn't stay on the Snail long enough to answer any of Brutus' questions. He was just instructed to stay in his lab and not make any waves on the island.

As if Brutus could resist capturing two new, extremely powerful subjects.

So, of course, he sent out Shiichiro to investigate the newcomers. Finding out that Red-Hair Shanks was strong enough to somehow be able to sense where Shiichiro was hiding, despite the boy being able to hide from Haki, made Brutus absolutely giddy. He must add Red-Hair to his collection. So he sent out Reiniko to try and seduce Red-Hair, thus lowering his guard enough to be captured and brought back to the lab.

But apparently Red-Hair was on the island with his secret baby mama, who just so happened to be strong enough to rip off Reiniko's arm.

It was quite irritating when Shiichiro had dragged a bleeding Reiniko back to the lab under one arm and her severed limb under the other. But Brutus still felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine at the thought of a third possible new subject on the island. So imagine how conflicted he felt when he found out that the Emperor baby mama and his long-missing subject, Kuniko, were the same! It was quite exhilarating to see a simple house cat able to navigate all of the security measures around his lab with such ease, only to realise it was Kuniko.

The absolute icing on the cake was realising the children had Devil Fruit powers! Sure, he had missed out on being able to experiment on them when they were younger. But they were still children! Not much older than Shiichiro was when he was acquired! Brutus had quickly penned an invitation to Kuniko, asking her to come to the lab with her children.

He hadn't really expected her to show up with them, which is fine. He had a backup plan, after all, and could easily capture the children once Kuniko was secure. A few experiments on the children to try and figure out what Devil Fruits they had and how he could improve them, then they would be obsolete. Gather all of the fruit on the island, get rid of the children, and he could feed the fruits to the new children Elle would be pregnant with and viola! The first ever second-generation experiments Brutus ever had. Just imagine the money Kaido would pay for the children!

It had all seemed so simple, but looking at the carnage on the monitor in front of him, Brutus felt a sliver of unease. He had known that there was a chance that the drugs could make Kuniko a tad aggressive, but Brutus hadn't expected Kuniko to kill all of the men he had sent down. They were the strongest guards and experiments Brutus had left on the island and they were all dead! Well, aside from Shiichiro. But that was more a sign of the intelligence Brutus had blessed the boy with. Shiichiro had seen the carnage that Kuniko was releasing and decided the smart move would be to remove himself from the situation.

The only men who had survived Kuniko's rage were the two she had arrived with: one of the Four Emperors, Red-Hair Shanks and a member of the Worst Generation, Eustass 'Captain' Kid. They both had strong reputations and had survived Kuniko, so Brutus knew that the child that was created from the, er, activities they had just witnessed would be incredibly powerful. So despite the way his plans had seemingly gone awry, Brutus felt a smile curl over his lips as he watched the three collapse into a heap. Their ragged breathing slowly evened out into the slow cadence of sleep.

Brutus stood from his chair and started walking to the stairs. He waved his fingers, silently telling the guards, Shiichiro, and Reinko to follow him from the room.

It was time to collect his prizes.

Shiichiro was the last in line following Master out of the control room, so he was the one flagged down by one of the gate guards. The man had a confused look on his face and was holding a box in his large hands. "Sir," the man said slowly when he saw he had Shiichiro's attention, "a News Coo just delivered this to the front. Along with a note."

Shiichiro just raised his eyebrows and silently took the box. My Troublesome Granddaughter was written on the top in a messy scrawl, along with the address of the lab. "And the note?" Shiichiro asked, holding out his hand.

What he read made a slow smile spread across his face. Things were about to get very, very interesting.

I don't see why you couldn't just have packed this when you left. Hell, I don't know why you need this at all. You're undercover (this word was underlined several times), Elle. Why the hell you need your official uniform is beyond me, especially since you never wear the damn thing in the first place.

Whatever. None of my business.

Dadan and Maki send their love.

Love, Grandpa Garp

A/N: 0o0 Gasp! A mystery box with a note from Grandpa Garp? Whatever could that be?

On a more serious note, we have officially reached the climax of the series! The end is nigh! And I just want to take the time to thank each and every one of you for loving ASN as much as I have!

~Shini