Rayleigh would forever be a monster of the seas, but his skill ended there because of old age; and with that came the inevitable laziness. Sadly, it had been a long time since the former Empress of Amazon Lily had felt the touch of a real man. However, Shakuyaku would be delightfully compelled to quit smoking by Naruto after him taking good ruthless hits to her swollen lips. Smut!

Disclaimer: I do not own the masterpieces of Naruto or One Piece as they are both owned by their respective amazing writers, Masashi Kishimoto and Eiichiro Oda, but I will honestly claim my own creations along the way.

If you're a master of Haki, then why didn't you ever bother to dominate your wife, Rayleigh-san? Well… now that I'm here… it doesn't matter anymore.

A Mature Empress of Amazon Lily

Chapter 2

"Stimulations!"

Inside the bar

"Oh. It is so hard." – murmured Shakuyaku softly, while leaning back on the counter and resting a hand on his chin. The older woman didn't look so old, but looked as young as the prettiest peony flower in the fields. She was mildly upset, as she had spent most of the morning getting ready. The dress she wore was ridiculously expensive, though it didn't cost that much in her savings, but still.

She stopped watching everything with her eyes suddenly when she noticed three bottles and a few plates spread out on a distant table. These were the same bottles she told her husband to put in the trash before they went to the cafe. She knew he was home, because it was his natural path at this time of day, unless he was in trouble with someone. Controlling a sigh to keep from starting to smoke, she went to the table and bent down to pick up bottles and plates.

"It's been a long time, Shakuyaku-san."

Curious at the deep, masculine voice, she turned, the former pirate inside her ready to take on whoever decided it was a good idea to break into her bar. She was already dissatisfied and now had someone other than her husband she could take it out on.

Her perfect brows furrowed slightly at his bestial physique; bulkier than many men she'd seen, and that was saying something, she could also gauge the size of his arms just through his black shirt. He was even taller than her husband. Much louder.

According to his shaggy blond hair, Shakuyaku had mistaken him for that Sanji boy from the Straw Hat crew for a split second, but his facial features were a deciding factor in ruling out that option. However, trying to read more about his appearance turned out to be a mistake because she was met by his intense gaze.

The former Empress of Amazon Lily now found herself drowning in the ocean that was his cerulean blue eyes. The older woman's heart was treacherously racing as she snapped back to reality before the waves consumed her entirely. The line marks on her cheeks acting like a nail in the coffin, she knew now that this was the traveler they'd helped so long ago. It was inconceivable to her that he had changed so much.

Composing herself, she gave a brief but kind nod. – "Naruto-san. Welcome back."

"Thanks. It's good to be back." - Naruto said, his voice carrying a considerable amount of hunger, as he plunged his gaze into the married woman's cleavage. For years, he'd seen her in that casual bartender attire, which she didn't do at all. nothing to show what she kept secret from every man except her husband, and she always kept her hair neatly trimmed to shoulder length.

Now her black hair was flowing freely past her shoulders. As the style matched her skin tone, it actually made the former pirate look incredibly sexy. As far as clothes go, what she wore made her worthy of being called a MILF, if she was a mother, but the Uzumaki knew the secret.

The bodice and long sleeves of her black dress clung to every luscious curve and cut line that formed her voluptuous body. It wasn't low-cut, but the collar was turtleneck style, so even though the cleavage wasn't showing, the impeccable symmetrical geometric perfection hidden underneath was obvious. Since the dress ended just above her knees, there was nothing to stop him from squinting at her shapely legs. Other than that, she wasn't smoking, which was a bonus.

Forget those other women.

At that moment, he could see now that Shakuyaku was the hottest woman among them all.

'Hmm. This boy… I knew I shouldn't have taken his coat off.' - thought Rayleigh's wife, feeling the young man's eyes drink in her figure, feeding the discontent that was already running through her veins. Having made the mistake of looking him in the eye, looking at him wasn't feasible so she had to make a verbal approach.

"You look upset." - continued Naruto at the moment when the object of his affection was about to launch a polemic against him. - "Are you okay?"

The muscles in her face contracted. She and her husband may have become friends with the young man, although the young man was not one to be mistrusted, the former pirate in her not comfortable sharing her personal problems with him. - "It's nothing, Naruto-san. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to wash these dishes and throw these bottles in the trash."

"Actually, I was here to discuss something with Rayleigh-san." - replied the invader of worlds, and immediately the woman's full lips tightened into a frown. - "You know what? Let's do the dishes together. This will give you a chance to cool off."

The former empress studied him a moment more closely, mildly curious, still finding it hard to believe that this was the same youth who had fallen from the heavens. When he offered to pick up the plates, his hand came into contact with hers and heat seared through her fingers and up her arm, straight to the base of her brain.

The plates almost fell out of the married woman's hand and her limbs seemed to contract towards her torso as a warm, musky, masculine scent, bursting with pheromones, began to catapult every sense she possessed.

An ominous light suddenly invaded her field of vision and she began to feel a sensation near her pelvis. Through his blurry eyes, she could see that the young man was rubbing his palm, but it was as if he was massaging her womanhood through her panties. Haki exploded from her as she jerked her hand away, a look of terror on her normally friendly and kind face. - 'Wha... what just happened? Was that Ryūō?!'

A grim smile curved the blond's lips as he broke through the first layer of the stunned woman's defenses. Chakra mixed with advanced Haki was wonderful in that regard. There was no malice in this particular technique. If she wasn't attracted to him, she wouldn't have been affected by his touch. This confirmed that he didn't have to pull out the big guns that may have been necessary to seduce other women in the New World.

Suddenly, the older woman with the dark past went into the kitchen. He followed her, glued to the sway of her wide hips highlighting her round, plump, tight ass. Placing the dishes on the kitchen island, he approached her from behind – washing dishes wasn't on his schedule.

Shakuyaku was motionless, looking at his hands. Being a famous former pirate, she should have realized what caused that disturbance in her spirit, directly affecting the woman's Haki. She had never felt such a deep wave of emotions wash over her, that too with just a touch.

Her pirate captain senses kicked in as he approached her and took her hand, but pushing him away seemed inexorable. What the former empress didn't know was that he was playing with the inside of her wrist, which was an erogenous zone for most women.

His free hand came up and his fingers grazed her lips, making her long legs begin to tremble. Just a simple touch, but her skin was burning, her mouth was swelling, her breathing was getting heavy, and her huge breasts were starting to rise and fall.

That feeling was back and stronger than ever.

An attempt to speak resulted in disaster as her voice cracked before she could get the first word out. The former Empress of Amazon Lily emerged from her, trying her best to sneer, but she felt a bit like a kitten hissing at a lion. - "Wha... what the hell are you doing, kid?"

"What is the problem?" - Naruto asked, his voice soft and low like a caress. By perpetually destroying her self-esteem over the years with his indolence, Rayleigh made it almost too easy. True enough, when he invaded her personal space and slid his Haki-chakra-infused hand down the curve of her spine to the widening of her fertile hips; he could smell the familiar symptoms of arousal leaking constantly from the mature woman's nether region.

Time stretched and lost its meaning for Shakuyaku at that moment. When he touched her hips, he evoked something inside her so ineffable her mortal brain was unable to comprehend. The woman's black eyes began to flutter, Haki's control starting to malfunction as the wave of emotions roared through her.

She fell forward, landing straight into a man other than her husband. Despite the guilt that plagued the bar owner's mind, being in his embrace felt like he completed her. The knife she'd grabbed clattered to the hardwood floors with a resounding clatter. – "I will kill you! I'm going to – C-CUUUUMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG…"

It was obnoxious of her to start coming like a tidal wave, but it happened when her breasts sank into the brick wall of his chest. Kami, he was so muscular. It was bad enough that his seductive scent was starting to invade her brain through her nostrils, but the heat emanating from him was rushing through her and pooling between her wet legs. She then felt the movement of his lips against her earlobe, his voice dropping to a frequency that was causing her nervous system to rumble.

"S-stop!" - groaned Shakuyaku, the sexual tension threatening to trap her like an insect in amber. - "I am married."

Brushing his lips against the former empress's docile throat, he chuckled when she gasped. - "Your husband is a lucky man, for sure. But let's stop being silly, Shakuyaku-chan. You feel attracted to me and I to you."

"No... no... stop... that..." - she continued to babble, growing more and more helpless, as the Uzumaki ominously nibbled and drank at the skin between her jaw and collarbone. Shakuyaku didn't even have the heart to scold him for applying that affectionate honorific to the end of her name.

No matter how much she wanted to refute his claim, she knew deep down that he was right. She felt it when their eyes met earlier, but she refused to accept it. Her inner turmoil was cut short when he switched from kissing to biting her neck.

Another bright light invaded the bartender's keen field of vision, but this time it was sunlight streaming in through the kitchen window and bouncing off her diamond wedding band. She took a furtive look around, fully aware that Rayleigh was home.

Unfortunately, that was when her baser instincts took over. Before she knew it, the former empress was nestling her head in the crook of the Uzumaki's shoulder with tears streaming down her cheeks. - 'I... oh Kami, what am I doing?!'

NEXT!

Author's Notes: What?! Shakuyaku!!!