Chapter 9

Lemon

…, gasping above him while she leisurely rode him. Her black hair falling behind her like a curtain, her head tilted back and mouth slightly open, moaning and sighing while her excruciating slow pace drove him crazy,…

Abruptly Shanks was awake, the wet dream still in his mind when an unfamiliar warmth around his most sensitive organ made him moan and sink back into the pillow. Shanks could only look amazed at the black head between his legs and then the emerald eyes that looked up at him teasingly while she caressed his legs and stomach. The minx had him moaning embarrassing loud und holding desperately onto his self control, he fought against the urge to thrust up into her warm mouth, what the hell did she think she was doing? Oh… all thoughts in the pirate captains head vanished when the hands that had caressed his legs moved to his balls and the lower part of his cock and Hisana began to suck earnestly. It didn't take long and Shanks came embarrassingly fast, shouting her name while he came down her throat.

Hisana hadn't been prepared for Shanks coming, it nearly choked her while she tried to swallow and not think about the taste too much. When her red haired lover finally sank back, completely boneless and breathing heavy, she made her way quickly to the bathroom and washed her mouth and hands before she joined him once again in the bed.

Hisana had awoken earlier that morning and found herself curious and exited about coming face to face with Shanks morning wood. She had been unable to resist such an opportunity.

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Hisana flobbed down beside Shanks again, only clothed in his shirt that was buttoned loosely while she smiled and chirped, "Good Morning."

Shanks looked at her and then chuckled, "And what a good morning this was. Vixen!"

The last part he said with a grin while he leaned over and kissed her thoroughly. He then pulled her over so that she lay on top of him while he moved the blanket back over them, pressing their bodies together and just basking in each other's warmth.

The two kept cuddling long into the morning, not caring about anything else then the other person in the bed. Shanks had repaid the favor only an hour later and after he had had Hisana screaming while she contracted around his tongue, he took her a second time, this time from behind with her on her elbows and knees.
The woman underneath him had been a shaking mess after he had finished with her and Shanks couldn't help but grin smugly while he stroked her hair out of her face. As an answer for his arrogant grin he got a half hearted slap against his shoulder, Hisana was too tired for anything else.

After lunch in the hotel room the two continued their exploring of the island. Hisana especially loved the amusement park and the observation deck on the top of the mangroves, the view was fantastic!

In between their exploring Shanks dropped in with Ben to check up on the crew, his first mate just rolled his eyes and waved him back to Hisana. The only thing that he and the more observant part of the crew thought was 'FINALLY'. They watched amused as the couple ambled down the dock hand in hand, oblivious to the world around them, basking in their new found love.

Ben was happy for his captain, he really was but there was a nagging feeling in him that the woman in Shanks arms could be his undoing, the undoing of the whole crew if she asked him to stay. The black haired First Mate shook his head, enough of that he wouldn't worry about that kind of possibility until it happened.

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Hisana and Shanks spent the next three days in much the same fashion, lots of talking, joking, exploring and sex. Dear Lord had they sex. Hisana thanked all the gods again and again for Shanks experience and stamina, he could literally screw her into unconsciousness when she made him lose control. It was a heady feeling, one that even the constant soreness couldn't diminish. The pirate captain had opened her eyes to the carnal pleasures in live and never disappointed her, everything that he showed her was new and interesting. She didn't like everything but she was always satisfied in the end and nothing could remove the satisfied glow she wore like a glow around her. Hisana was blissfully happy, like she had never been before in her live, or the one before that. Was that how love was supposed to work? She felt like nothing could bring her down, even though she knew that their parting was coming nearer and nearer.

Shanks and Hisana never talked about their feelings out in the open, hell they didn't even talk about the bubble coating of his ship that was coming to an end and with that the departure of Shanks' crew. But what they didn't say with words, they expressed even more intensely with gestures and touches. The way Hisana liked to stroke over Shanks heart and cheek raising goose bumps wherever she touched or the way Shanks tenderly kissed her neck when she stood in front of him, which made her shiver and her nipples tighten. The lingering gazes and secret smiles, all this conveyed more emotion then three words could ever do.

And so their time together came to an end.

Hisana had booked herself a place on a merchant ship that would bring her to the headquarters of her company, it was scheduled to leave a day after Shanks' crew were sailing, they were now finishing up the last shopping trips and stocking up on supplies for their journey. Hisana had called the company headquarters and had given them a vague idea of what had happened in the last few weeks. Apparently her employers had been frantic when she, one of their star racers hadn't arrived on time to the race and then found out that her ship had sunk! Hisana wasn't looking forward to returning to the place, it suddenly felt cold to her.

When the time finally came to say goodbye it was surprisingly short and tearless. Shanks and Hisana had known it was coming, just as they had known that both of them loved the sea and couldn't do without it. Of course Hisana could have asked Shanks to stay, hell maybe he would have, but he would have always asked himself 'what if' and she couldn't do that to him. When you really loved somebody you didn't stand in the way of their dreams and hopes. And so their goodbye was just a surprisingly chaste kiss before the plank leading up to the ship and a whispered plead from Hisana to be carefully and stay save.

Shanks didn't look back as he walked up to the ship, his eyes had taken a slightly hard sheen, his shoulders were stiff and his lips were pressed together. He was thankful that Hisana didn't say anything. Had she, Shanks knew that he would have stayed, he would have thrown everything overboard for this woman… but she hadn't… she had let him go and maybe it was this gesture that had catapulted Hisana even higher up in his heart, right to the top where she took her rightful place next to his beloved sea.

After the ship was maneuvered out of the port he couldn't help himself but throw a last glance at this amazing woman that he had the luck to know and love. With his spy-glass Shanks caught her sitting on the port, her legs dangling in the water and watching his ship slowly sinking into the ocean. He could see tears glittering on her cheeks but even so, she had a small smile on her lips and there was no grief to be seen.

Shanks vowed right then that they would meet again.