Chapter Two
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Days drifted to weeks, time flew by faster than it had ever before for Mihawk. He found himself a little less hostile but over time he had a growing restlessness inside of him. He found that his naps weren't as enjoyable as they used to be and he found himself always waking up to wide blue innocent eyes of Lily, always staring eagerly up at him. Silently pleading for a continuation of the history of this warring place, sometimes he'd give in and sometimes he'd just smirk and leave her disappointed.
There were quite a few times that he'd be sitting down, reading a newspaper with a glass of wine and she would ask a personal question. Well, not really too personal, a vague sort of personal question, and more often than not, he found himself answering those questions. She would ask him random questions too, very random, questions that even children knew the answers too. It just showed him the innocence she had towards the world. She was like a new born babe. Completely unaware towards the world and the malicious intent it can give—but then again he could see it sometimes, that crack underneath her smile. There was something, some sort of shadow that hovered over her, and whatever it was he knew it had something to do with the scars, the bruises and the wounds on her body that she had first arrived with.
She never said anything about them though and so, he never brought them up. And he didn't think that he ever would. It wasn't his place, she'd tell him about it when she wanted too. He could wait, he didn't see or feel that she wanted to leave anytime soon, and quite frankly he didn't think he wanted her to go. But even if he did perhaps, enjoy her company; there was one thing that he found himself going tired of.
She followed his rules to a T, she did whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, and quite simply he was getting bored of it but he was also very much tempted to see how far he could take that absolute unwavering following she did and in return he had told her stories about the island, at least twice a week he would tell her something new, sometimes more, depending on how curious she was.
He hadn't tried to touch her in any inappropriate way since that first time, though he took quite enjoyment out of the looks she would give him, she may not have even noticed the looks herself, but he did. It was lust, but it also held curiosity, after all she still had no clue as to what she was feeling, her innocence was still fully intact, though he was very much tempted to take it away, he knew it would be more amusing if he waited until she brought it up.
She wanted to and she was curious about it but it seemed her embarrassment was out weighing that curiousness. He knew it would only be a matter of time before she said something, before she brought it up, every time he thought about it, a large smirk would make itself home to his lips.
Currently Dracule Mihawk sat with his eyes closed and feet up on the table, though it appeared that he was sleeping, he wasn't. He couldn't, not with Lily sitting so close, watching his every move. He could hear her breathing; hear her dress rustle as it rubbed against her body with each breath. He knew she was following his First Rule, but sometimes he wished she'd break it, just so he could punish her. The way she acted, against her curious nature, he knew that that too would only be a matter of time.
Lily shuffled in her seat; recently she had gone to the town of Vernia, alone, Mihawk had walked with her down to her small little boat that rested on shore but he refused to go any further but he had told her that he would be waiting by the shore in four days and if she was not back by then he would refuse to tell her anymore stories. Lily near stumbled out of her baggy pants running to the boat and shouting she wouldn't waste any needless time in town while begging him to continue the stories when she came back.
The town was located on the closest island, roughly a day and a half away. In that town Lily had arrived wearing a baggy black shirt from Mihawk and an equally as baggy pair of black pants. While wandering around in that town Lily came across the nicest woman, who helped her pick out some clothes, although Lily was perfectly content with buying the fabric and making her own clothes, the woman had been too nice to turn down.
At the moment, however, Lily wore one of her homemade sun dresses. It was a nice powder blue dress with small little hawks sewn on it; it hung onto her body with thick black straps. It was a loose fit, flowing with every movement she made, due to the lack of fabric and the unplanned growth spurt she had, the dress was shorter than Lily was used to, in fact it ended an inch and a half after her butt, so if she bent over, her underwear would be hanging out, but that didn't bother her too much. Mihawk was her friend, she felt completely and utterly safe with him and not a thing could change that.
Lily stood up and moved closer to Mihawk's still form. He looked so peaceful when he took his naps, Lily giggled. He's handsome, she knew, but when he slept and had his eyes closed there always seemed to be something missing. It's his golden eyes; they drew her into their depths and seemed to drown her there. Over the past few weeks she'd been here with him, she had grown very fond of those golden eyes and their holder.
As she moved closer to him, a warm sensation tingled at her insides. The feeling made her remember her first night here, when she experienced an 'orgasm'. She had never had one of those before, and curiosity burned through her but she found her tongue twisted and refused to ask him. She felt embarrassed but at the same time, she wanted to feel it again.
However, her tongue may have refused to ask him; it did not however, refuse to ask the nice woman she met in the town of Vernia. Lily had asked the woman what an orgasm was and what to do about it, at first the woman laughed, and then when she knew that Lily had been completely serious she explained it further. She told Lily that at her age she should've at least experienced the blossom of love, and the passion of lust, Lily immediately asked the woman what lust was. The woman seemed annoyed by the questions, unlike Mihawk who always seemed very patient with her questions.
And after a long and rather complex talk, the woman simply dragged Lily into a clothing store and picked out clothes for her, though they were provocative and Lily knew Mihawk would claim they were a breach in his rules, she got them anyway. The woman had told Lily to put those clothes on and go to Mihawk at nighttime, in his room. The woman than told Lily that she should ask Mihawk to perform the act of Sex or love making, but when Lily questioned the woman about what Sex was the woman grinned and told Lily that she'd need to learn that one herself, with the help of Mihawk. Her exact words, "Ask him to show you what Sex is."
Needless to say, it was all very confusing. The woman left Lily with more questions than she had arrived with. And Lily was determined to get answers; it was always a habit that she had never been able to break, her grandmother had even warned her about it. Her grandmother would always say, "Curiosity killed the cat." And every time, Lily would just laugh and grin.
Lily leaned in close to Mihawk's face and grinned when he opened his bright yellow eyes. "Have a nice nap?"
"It was fine." Mihawk replied.
"Aren't you going to be awake all night? That's what happens to me when I take a nap during the day." Lily grinned, pulling back a little as Mihawk began to stir in his chair.
"No." He replied. Lily glanced towards the window besides Mihawk's chair, the moon had risen and the stars sparkled in the night sky. It's now or never. She thought. She took in a big gulp of air, gathering her confidence. She just hoped she wasn't asking about something out of line or embarrassing.
"M-Mihawk," Lily paused, and glanced at her hands, suddenly finding them very interesting. "Can you show me what Sex is?" The words were nearly a whisper but Lily kept her eyes on Mihawk, in case she just asked something insulting, so that she'd be able to hurry and apologize. After a minute of silence, she stammered out, "O-o-or-r c-could you t-tell me a-about it?"
"What a funny thing to ask." Mihawk laughed, standing up from his chair he stared down at the young blonde woman.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean any disrespect!" Lily bowed slightly to him. Her hands clenching her dress, her face a beat red. "I-I didn't t-think it would b-be a bad thing."
"It's not a bad thing nor is it disrespectful." Mihawk's hand slipped under Lily's chin, gently pulling her up to look at him. "Has anyone ever discussed sex with you before?"
"W-what?" She gulped and looked down at the floor. Lily racked her brain, thinking back, there was absolutely nothing linked to sex. It didn't even sound like something someone does. Maybe it's number or something. "No. I-I asked a nice L-lady in Vernia about o-orgasms and she told m-me to ask you to perform 'sex' or 'love making' w-with me." Lily Paused. "Is that when you make love? I though love was something that struck you suddenly, like a disease. At least that's what my grandmother always said."
"Wahahahaha! Lily, sex doesn't always have to do with love." He was grinning; Lily stared up at him, absorbing everything like a sponge. "Sex is defined as an intimate moment when, usually, a man and a woman come together with passion and lust. Do you understand?"
"N-not r-really." She shifted on her feet. "Grandmother always said lust was a sin." She whispered the last part, but Mihawk caught it.
"It is." Mihawk dipped down, his hot breath tickling Lily's neck. "I'm not afraid of a little sin like that, are you?" Lily bit her lip, she shook her head. "Then would you like to me to show you the full extent of the sin lust?" His golden eyes sharp, piercing through Lily, sending lightning bolts of excitement throughout her body.
"Th-that nice lady, she picked out c-clothes for it." Lily felt the blush creeping onto her face.
"Clothes for sex?" He raised an eyebrow at her, a smirk tugged at his lips.
"Well, this woman, she—ah—she picked them out for me." Lily repeated, gulping slightly before continuing, "But their inappropriate and—and I won't wear them unless you say it's okay."
Mihawk sat back down in his chair, a smirk present on his lips. "Go put them on; I'll be in my room."
Lily perked up, smiled and dashed from the room. Mihawk laughed long and hard as he made his way down the hall towards his bedroom. She had no idea what she was asking him to do. She didn't even have the slightest clue what sex was, and Mihawk found the whole thing very, very amusing. He told himself that he would stop himself if it seemed that at any point she didn't wish to continue, or rather, he figured once she realized what sex was she wouldn't want it, at least not from him.
Though—he thought. You never know.
He ran his hand through his hair and half laughed-half sighed. He didn't even know if he could stop himself if things got out of control, he'd like to think he could, but the truth of the matter is that when he thought of her, in any sexual manner at all, his pants would become increasingly tight, even against all of his training. In the little bit of time she had been here, she had reversed that. He was a man after all, and like all men he too felt the need for a woman's warmth, but he had long since taken control of those needs, every so often he would give in to those urges and find himself some random floosy and then he'd satisfy all urges.
But now, he had a chance to take someone's innocence, her innocence. He had a chance to mold her only to him, to make only her only his. He felt it but didn't show it, he really didn't know what to do with the feeling that swelled in his chest; it was possessive, completely consuming. He thought of her as his and his only, he'd never allow another man to touch her; he'd never allow anyone to touch her.
He entered his room, leaving the door cracked open slightly. He went directly towards the large over stuffed grey chair that sat near the large fire place. There he waited, while he waited, he couldn't help but think back, to the first night she was here, while the thought started off as dirty it went straight to dark, he still had no clue as to where the bruises, scars and cuts came from.
It wasn't long, or at least it didn't seem that long before Mihawk heard the faint patter of bare feet walking across the carpet in the hall, which was followed by a soft knocking on his door. "Come in." He called to her. Slowly, Lily poked her head in, her face bright red, her long golden hair curled slightly as it caressed her shoulders. Her lips were painted bright red, which complimented her bright red cheeks.
"D-don't laugh, O-okay?" She stuttered out, staring at Mihawk, he smirked at her.
"I won't." He tilted his head, beckoning her in.
Her outfit was revealing, really, really revealing. It was a black corset that made her tanned skin pop out even more; it pushed her already large breasts out even further, Mihawk was almost positive that if she bent over for anything, her breasts would fall out, not that he would mind at all. She wore black lacy panties that had blood red borders, the panties were hooked to mid-thigh length tanned tights. She had her hands folded together, over the front of her panties.
Mihawk raised an eyebrow at her before demanding, "Move your hands to your sides."
"B-but!" Lily's eyes shot up to meet his. "There's a hole in them." Her cheeks turned a darker shade of red, matching her dark red lips.
"Crotch-less panties." Mihawk mused to himself. "They're supposed to have that hole, now move your hands to your sides." He repeated. His voice was deep and husky, his eyes held an emotion that Lily had seen in the faces of other men but there was something else to it, an animalistic look that mixed with his voice, and that sent shivers of electricity down her spine.
Slowly, Lily complied with him; her hands fell to her sides. Mihawk, from where he sat in the chair could see the hole that she was talking about. It wasn't big, but it was noticeable. Mihawk smirked, and lifted his hand with two fingers he beckoned her to come to him. Lily took small steps towards him, a hand tightening around her heart kept her from walking to fast.
She stopped inches from him, he reached out and grabbed a hold of her wrist and gently pulled her towards him. Lily fell on top of him. She squeaked out as his hands grabbed her ass and roughly pulled her onto his lap. Her hands rested gently on his chest, pushing his white V-necked shirt into his flesh.
He felt it then, as he slipped his hands into the back side of her panties, caressing her smooth, firm ass, the stirring in his pants, as his cock jerked to life, eager to feel the warmth of a woman. Lily sucked in a sharp breath at the feeling of his warm hands caressing her. She didn't know what to do, instead she asked, "Is—is this sex?"
One of Mihawk's hands slipped out of Lily's panties, pushing her closer to his body, so that his mouth was right by her ear. He chuckled. "No, this is," He paused as he began to place small appeasing, wet kisses on her neck. "This is foreplay. Sex comes after."
"F-forepl-play?" Lily stuttered out, trying to remember the word, but she found it rather difficult to concentrate at all with his hand shoved down her underwear and his lips on her neck.
"That's right, foreplay. It only gets better from here." He smirked against her skin as his free hand slipped into the hole in her panties. She gasped and buried her head into the nap of Mihawk's neck, her hands wrapping around his neck and pulling herself closer to him. "Sex, foreplay, it's all under Lust. You can feel it right? That heat in your lower region." Lily sucked in a sharp breath, nodding her head against his neck.
There was a fire burning in her stomach. She was excited, she wanted him to touch her more. She didn't know what it was but there was an ache down in her private regions. She unconsciously grinded against him, forcing pressure against her exposed privates.
Mihawk found her folds easily, and with a tender yet firm touch that only a man skilled with the sword could have. He slipped one of his slender fingers inside of her tight, virgin pussy.
"A-ah-h!" Lily gasped, her back arched, pushing her chest into his as she hugged tighter to him. "Wh—what d-d-did-d y-y-you d-do?" Lily stuttered. She could feel him move his finger inside of her, it confused her, and it brought such a pleasant sensation that left her head foggy and dazed.
"Do you like it?" He asked, while pumping and wiggling his finger, slowly inside of her. His voice was rougher and huskier than it was previously.
"I-i-i-it-t-t's-s diff—ah—different!" She moaned out, while his finger worked on her insides, his thumb pushed and kneaded her clit, increasing the pleasure building inside of her.
He could feel his pants getting tighter as his cock hardened and grew. Her soft voice, moaning and gasping into his neck, her body pushing against his, and the way her pussy wrapped tightly around his finger, it was slowly driving him mad. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold himself back much longer. But he was enjoying himself, teasing her like this, driving her mad. He smirked against her neck as he placed wet kisses against her neck. On a whim he nibbled lightly on her earlobe. He was quite pleased when she gripped tighter to him and moaned in his ear. Then without warning he slowly eased a second finger inside of her, he pressed harder on her clit to ease the transition of the second finger.
She tensed immediately at the pressure. She began to squirm as the new finger entered her, but his left hand that was still in her panties, gripped her ass firmly and held her in place. She groaned at the feeling as her pussy expanded to allow the intruding finger in, adrenaline pumped in her veins as her heart sped up, it was enlightening and frightening all at the same time, she didn't know what to think, in fact all thoughts seemed to cease as her body took over. By this time she was sure that she was cutting off his oxygen, but she couldn't seem to release the grip she held him in. Her breath came in short gasps, and nothing she did seemed to calm it.
"This is a step towards sex." He whispered into her ear. "Don't be so tense, it'll ease." He assured her, but for a moment he stopped his fingers movement. He could feel her tightness around his fingers. Definitely a virgin. He thought. At that moment, while she adjusted to his fingers, he thought it would be a perfect time to introduce her to his growing member. "Give me your hand."
Reluctantly she complied; she kept her right arm around his neck, while her left hand found his left hand, which he removed from her panties, temporarily. "This," He grabbed her hand and slowly trailed it down his abdomen to the hem of his pants, with ease he slipped his hand and hers inside. "Is what's going to go inside of you, so you need to be well lubricated."
Lily's hand was laid flat, she could feel his muscles contract under her touch, there was hair that brushed against the palm of her hand; he kept pulling her hand down lower and lower until she felt his enlarged cock in the palm of her hand. She gasped and pulled away from him, staring wide-eyed at him. "I-i-in—ins-side?"
His hand was keeping hers, firmly in his pants, with ease he made her hand fold around his cock. "Yes. Keep your hand right there. Understand?" He growled, while she nodded and leaned back into him.
Her grip on his cock tightened as he began to move his two fingers inside of her again. His movements were vagarious and relentless. And just when she thought her head couldn't feel any lighter, her vision blurred as wave after wave of pleasure erupted from her lower regions. She moaned into Mihawk's neck, pushing herself down on his fingers and gripping cock so tightly that he growled into her ear. It was an animalistic growl that pushed her further into the depths of pleasure.
He felt her iron grip and her contractions within her pussy, clenching tightly to his fingers. Slowly, as her orgasm washed over her, he removed his fingers from inside of her. She shuddered against him and let out a low moan as he did so, now that his hand was fully out of her, he put it back into her panties, and stood up slowly, her hand still grasping tightly to his cock. She was limp in his arms, relishing in the aftermath of the orgasm. He stood and walked slowly towards the bed, gently laying her down and removing her tight grip from his cock.
He removed his shirt as she watched him with a dazed expression. He smirked as he watched her watch him, or rather, how she stared intently at the bulge in his pants. When his shirt was off, he climbed onto the bed, hovering over her tired form. With ease, he unhooked the corset and pulled it off of her, more like he ripped it from her body. His hands fell to the sides of her torso as he lowered his mouth onto one of her pink rosy nipples. Her back arched and she gasped as he licked and nipped at the rosy bud. It wasn't that long until the bud became swelled; once he was well satisfied he moved to the other and repeated the processes, all the while staring up at her face, watching her reaction.
"M-Mi—hawk!" She moaned as her fingers dug into the neatly made bed underneath her.
"Yes?" He answered, removing himself from her now swollen nipples he slowly made his way up to her face. He placed wet kissed, licks and love bites all over her, not hard enough to bruise but hard enough to get a reaction from her. His hands fell in place on both sides of her head, his groin lying heavily on her sensitive privates; every so often he'd grind his bulge into her.
"Ah!" She gasped, her hands moved shakily to the hem of his pants. She wiggled underneath him, trying to get away from the pleasing pleasure, Mihawk responded by pressing his body harder to hers. She looked up at him, her innocent blue eyes clouded with lust and questions. "C-can I-I see-e i-it-t?" Her pleading eyes left a smirk on his lips.
"You may." Mihawk sat up, putting his full weight on her lower abdomen, which also pinned her in place. Slowly and almost teasingly, he lowered his pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. Her reaction was priceless; she sucked in a sharp breath and with one hand reached out to touch it.
Lily stared wide-eyed at the engorged member. It was long and thick, the short black hairs covered the base and amusingly enough it was shaven angularly just like his sideburns. Those short black hairs made the member look longer and thicker than it actually was but still, Lily couldn't shake the fear that swelled inside of her. N-no w-way! She thought. I-it's so b-big! Her mind may have been screaming at her to say no, but her body quiver and shook at the thought of it entering her. She wondered how it would feel inside of her, would it feel like his fingers did. Better? Worse? She was curious, and everyone knows what happened to the cat that became to curious.
"That's—that's going to fit in m-me?" She whispered and stared up at Mihawk, the dazed expression disappearing from her eyes. Mihawk could see the obvious fear and disbelief in her eyes.
"Yes, it'll hurt, I won't lie, but the pain will leave." He replied. She shivered and placed her hands on Mihawk's biceps as he lowered himself on her. Unadulterated trust shined in her eyes. She trusted him, more so than anyone ever had before. He was struck with the urge to be as gentle and kind as he could.
Gently, Mihawk shifted himself, every time he moved, his chest would rub gently and roughly against Lily's chest, Lily's breath would get stuck in her throat. Mihawk removed his pants and boxers completely before stripping Lily of her black lacy panties and her mid-thigh tights. Her hands fell to her sides, shaking ever so lightly, while Mihawk positioned himself at her entrance. One hand of his held tightly to his cock as he guided it to her entrance, the other hand of his helped support his body weight.
Slowly he began to push himself inside of her; Lily gripped tightly to the blankets underneath her. She closed her eyes and turned her head away, trying to fight back the pain that tore through her abdomen. Mihawk watched her expression the whole time, wanting to record this into his memory forever. His tip had just barely pushed itself into her tight hole when Lily groaned out in pain. It was obvious to him that she was trying her hardest not to scream or make too much noise but he wanted to hear her, he wanted to hear every sound she made, good or bad, though he had to admit he preferred the good sounds.
With his tip inside of her, Mihawk removed his hand from his cock and placed it on the side Lily, her hands instantly went to his, holding tightly to him. Lowering himself, Mihawk took Lily's lips into his own, trying and successfully distracting her from what was going on down below. When she seemed distracted enough, he pushed his full length inside of her with one fluid motion.
Her eyes shot open and her mouth opened in a silent scream, he pressed his lips harder to hers. He stayed still, allowing her to adjust to his size. In the time that he waited, he continued to kiss her feverishly, his hands rubbed gently on her sides.
Lily screamed silently into the kiss, she was trying so desperately to keep herself quiet but she didn't know how long she could keep herself quiet with all of the pain that was coursing through her. Her fingers dug into the bed, she clawed at the bed so hard that she was sure that she was ripping the fabric beneath her but she didn't care, it just hurt so incredibly bad. It felt as though she was being torn apart. Tears pricked at her eyes, her heart raced painfully fast in her chest, she was almost positive that she was going to pass out, it was that painful but the pressure Mihawk applied to her lips and the gentle caress of his hands on her sides helped ease the pain. She felt comforted by his worry and gentleness. There were very people that ever treated her so kindly or gently.
When he heard her sigh into the kiss and he felt her body slightly relax into his, that's when he began to move. Her hands slowly trailed up his arms until they wrapped around his neck, drawing him closer to her, his mouth was still on hers, muffling any sounds either of them were making. As slow as he could, he began to gently move his hips, pumping in and out. He'd pull himself almost all the way out before pushing himself all the way in, Lily would tense with each motion but slowly, Mihawk could feel her hips meet his thrusts.
They were sloppy, uncoordinated, and slow. Mihawk grunted and growled with pleasure. Mihawk was moving slower than he'd ever done before, he'd never taken a virgin before, and he knew his normal rough and fierce thrusts would be too much for her, he had to fight every urge in his body to remain at the painfully slow pace, at least until she was ready for it.
It was like a fire was raging in her abdomen, it started painful, oh so painful but slowly with each thrust that Mihawk made, Lily felt the pain slip away, only being replaced by pleasure. Lily moaned and gasped into the kiss. Lily didn't know if it was the lack of oxygen that was getting to her lungs or the intense pleasure that was slowly building in her abdomen, but the head became clouded with a heavy haze, leaving her at the complete mercy of Mihawk.
His rhythmic thrusts gradually became faster as Lily's pleasure began to increase. He could tell, in the way that her fingers dug into his shoulders, and the way that she moaned, he knew the pain had disappeared, if not almost completely. Her hip movements were awkward and off timed, but Mihawk didn't care, instead he simply pumped harder into her. He broke the kiss and leaned down to whisper into her ear. "Do you like that, Lily?" He smirked and pumped harder as she moaned and arched her back.
"Y-y-ye-es-s!" She moaned.
Already Lily could feel the electrifying heat from an oncoming orgasm. Her back arched and in that moment Mihawk took the opportunity to lower his head and take one of her swollen nipples into his mouth. She gasped, her back arching as she tightened around him, squeezing almost painfully hard on his cock as it pumped in and out of her. Her orgasm was upon her, he could tell. Her fingers clawed at his back, pulling him closer to his body, her breath was ragged and uneven, soft little moans and mews slid from her mouth. Even though she was having an orgasm, Mihawk didn't relent in his hip motions, if anything he pumped faster and harder, completely pushing her off of the edge and throwing her into an abyss of pleasure. The pleasure filled sounds she made only drove him further into his relentless thrusting.
Mihawk felt his own release coming. He slowed his thrusts down, delaying his own orgasm. He wanted to wait it out, to make her scream out under him. He wanted her to feel the effects of sex with him for the days to come, tomorrow when she wakes up he wants her to be practically immobile. He growled at the thought, a pleasing sort of growl.
She was limp, and breathing heavily from the aftermath of the orgasm. Small moans escaped from her lips as Mihawk continued to move inside of her, his movements were slow and antagonizing for Lily. Her body pressed against his as he lowered himself further onto her. Her breasts rubbed against his solid chest, the sensitive buds felt more hot and tender every time Mihawk's chest rubbed against hers. It wasn't long until she felt another orgasm coming on, the small ball of pleasure building inside of her, but before it came and without warning, Mihawk stopped all of his movements, but not before pushing his throbbing cock fully inside of her.
Mihawk leaned back and grinned at the worn out Lily, using both of his hands he grabbed and lifted both of Lily's legs until they were placed firmly on his shoulders. Lily didn't know what to do, or think for that matter, her mind was blank, so she simply watched him with her ocean blue eyes that were clouded over with a range of feelings. While Lily breathed heavily and shook from her orgasm, Mihawk remained completely composed. Lily was nearly gone, lost in a world of pleasure, and what better way to completely submerge her in that pleasure than to cum deep inside of her?
Mihawk grinned as he leaned down, forcing her legs to bend with him, Lily squirmed underneath him, trying to free her legs but Mihawk held her in place with his strong and sturdy arms, refusing to allow her any sort of relief from the pressure. He bent forward pressing her legs closer to him while pushing her legs almost painfully to her chest, his hands were placed firmly on the pillows in which Lily's head lay. With the new position, Mihawk pushed himself deeper inside of her, all the while leaning down on her until her knees touched her own shoulders. Her hands slipped from his shoulders onto the bed.
Lily squirmed even more, trying desperately to relieve the pressure and uncomfortable position Mihawk put her in. His cock felt more prominent inside of her in this position, she could feel him moving better than before. She gasped, digging her fingers painfully into the bed. She wasn't all that flexible; she could feel her muscles strain as he pushed her knees into her shoulders.
And yet, even though it hurt, the pleasure that was building in her lower abdomen was quickly over riding any discomfort she was feeling. The pleasure was coming on so quickly that it scared her. All of the pleasure scared her but she knew she shouldn't fear it. She shouldn't fear anything that Mihawk did.
"M-M-Mi-i-h-h-ha—ah—wk!" Lily half moaned half screamed as he began to move at an alarming speed.
He would pull himself almost all the way out before slamming himself back into her, his speed was too fast for Lily to keep up with, so instead the only thing she could do, was squeeze her eyes shut and moan out. Against her control, her body arched with each thrust he made, and before she knew it, and explosion of fire erupted from her abdomen, burning her insides.
Mihawk could almost no longer contain himself. His orgasm had hit its peak, the bubble of pleasure was on the verge of popping, but he forced himself to hold it in; he wanted her to feel his hot cum shoot in her. He waited until her body stopped shaking; before he pulled himself almost all the way out before slamming into all the way. When he was satisfied that his cock was buried inside of her pussy as far as it could go, he released himself, his hot cum shooting deep inside of her clenching pussy, drowning her insides. Her back arched and her eyes snapped open to stare at him, she was climaxing again. Mihawk growled against her neck as he came, he chuckled as he felt her tighten around his cock as he emptied himself into her.
When Mihawk's orgasm was through, and his cock drained of its sperm, he pulled himself out of her, allowing her legs to fall onto the bed. Mihawk, with a grin still on his face, he bent down and gently pressed his lips to Lily's head with a soft kiss. He then stood up from the bed. Lily watched him with clouded eyes. He showed no signs of his previous actions, no sweat, no heavy breathing, the only thing that gave away to his actions were the glistening of his wet cock.
"M-Mi-i-hawk?" She questioned weakly. Slowly she tried to prop herself up on her hands but found that her body was in no shape to do so.
Glancing at her he simply whispered, "Shh." He gripped the edge of the blanket and pulled it down. He would have to do this fast, the sight of her naked body, quivering and sweaty was beginning to turn him on again, but he knew she would probably faint with her next orgasm. He couldn't quite peel his eyes off of her as he moved to the other side of the bed, pulling the blanket down and out from underneath her. Gently he draped the blanket over her and crawled under the blankets until he was next to her naked body.
Snaking an arm underneath her and wrapping an arm over her, he pulled her body to his, her back fitting snuggly against his chest. Lily grabbed tightly onto one of Mihawk's hands that had wrapped around her. "Mihawk?"
"Yes?" His voice vibrated through his chest and into hers.
"I don't think Lust is such a bad sin." Lily's mind drifted back to the earlier conversation. "At least with you it's not a bad thing." She whispered and smiled as she felt Mihawk's arms tighten around her drawing her even closer to his naked body.
Lily could feel her eyes lids grow heavy but before she succumbed to the call of the night, she heard Mihawk whisper, "Rule Five: You are not allowed to touch or allow another man to touch you this way."
Lily simply nodded and whispered back, "Yes, Mihawk." There was no sarcasm in her words, no undertone, nothing, just a promise. She would never allow anyone to touch her in that way; after all she was sure no one could make her feel like he did.