A/N: WARNING THIS IS ANOTHER SPICY CHAPTER! If this isn't your kind of thing, skip to the next chapter!
"Shanks, I can walk on my own," Naia whined as the captain hoisted her onto his shoulder.
"I know," he said simply, but his hand stayed steady on the small of her back as they walked through the ship.
"Then please, can you please not toss me over your shoulder? It hurts my stomach," Naia whined, pushing against his shoulder. She could feel him cock his head in question but was grateful when she slid down against his chest. Her eyes wandered around what little she could see as Shanks cradled her against him. The ship was so very him as it had nothing too extravagant but held all the necessities for a grand party. A sense of nostalgia rushed over her. It looked exactly as it did the first time.
"Hey!" Naia protested at being dropped unceremoniously onto a bed. "What was tha-''
Lips covered hers, effectively cutting her off. Her eyes slid shut as she let him take control of the kiss.
"Do you have any idea how it felt to see you sitting next to Whitebeard? So casually, so familiarly," Shanks growled into her ear, his hand raking through her hair and pulling her head back. "Be glad I know how to hold back."
"That was you holding back?" Naia gasped as he peppered light kisses along her jaw.
"Believe me, it could've been a lot worse," Shanks snorted, burying his nose into the crook of her neck. Naia sighed as pleasure tingled along her skin. His hands danced lightly along her body. Her thighs, the curve of her backside, her waist, her arms, chest, nowhere was left without a trail of goosebumps. Naia shuddered when his tongue came out to taste her skin.
"Then let me formally apologize, my captain." Naia dropped to her knees beside the bed. Her hands slowly moved up the man's legs to remove the fabric that separated them. Naia's eyes widened as her hand met his bulge. Apparently, his height wasn't the only thing to have grown. She licked her lips in anticipation. Naia let her tongue lightly dance along the outline, letting the familiar taste of him hit her tongue. She moaned, causing the vibrations to flow through her mouth onto his cock. It twitched at the sensation, and drew a breathy moan from Shanks' lips.
"Be good and take it all," Shanks growled, twisting his hands into her hair. Her eyes widened as he forced her head all the way down. Tears stung her eyes but he continued to push her head down and her throat constricted at its abuse. Naia took a breath through her nose, forcing her throat to relax. Her tongue flattened against the underside, trailing up as her head bobbed. Shanks grunted when she hollowed her cheeks around him, suckling him further into her throat. His hold tightened in her hair and his hips thrust upward. She could feel his cock twitch. Naia shut her eyes, losing herself to sensations and the need to please her captain. Her thighs pushed together as her own arousal began to grow.
"Not yet," Shanks growled and yanked her up. Their lips crashed together in a heated passion as their tongues fought for dominance. Neither wanting to give in to the other, Naia climbed on top of the pirate captain until she was straddling his hips. Their lips remained locked, parting briefly as Shanks pulled her shirt up. His hands trailed down her spine, and his eyes widened in surprise when his hands met the bare skin of her chest.
"Captain," Naia sighed. Shanks' hands kneaded her breasts and his fingers tugged at her nipples.
"It's been too long since I've heard you call me that." His teeth tugged at the crux of her neck, and Naia let her head fall back, giving him more access. Shanks' tongue lapped at the abused skin in apology. "You look even more beautiful than I last saw you. You're practically glowing. Why won't you just join me already?"
"It's not that simple, Captain. I want to have my own adventures too." His hands slid up her thighs, hiking her skirt up. Naia moaned as his hands cupped her ass, giving it a tight squeeze and pressing her up against him.
"Then you'll have them with me," Shanks growled, rolling them over. Their eyes met. Both were burning with such yearning and passion. Their breath mingled together, and hands trailed the other's body. Shanks' hips ground into hers, drawing a low moan from her.
"Besides, don't you have fun with these little meetings of ours, Captain?" Naia purred, her hand running through his hair. "Never know when we'll see each other next. Always a surprise when we do run into each other."
"Do you know how much fun it could be if we did this every day?" Shanks murmured into her ear. His breath sent shivers down her spine. "I could claim you as mine anytime, any place."
"Shanks," Naia gasped. His tongue tasted the pulse point on her neck.
"That's not what I was looking for." Naia jumped as he slapped her ass. "Could you imagine? Having the ship to ourselves, nothing but the sea and the birds to interrupt us. You wouldn't be able to walk afterward."
"Promises, promises, Captain." Naia arched her back as the captain dipped his tongue into her belly button, pulling her skirt down as he went.
"I would promise so much more than that," Shanks growled, his fingers coming to lightly trace her sex over her underwear. "Not an inch of you would be left untouched, getting pleasure only from my hands and my cock."
Shanks' nose rubbed against her sex before he pulled her underwear down. His tongue teased her moistening lips as he slowly peeled them apart.
"Captain," Naia mewled, "Please."
"Is that what you want? I'll leave my mark on your body so deep, it never goes away." His tongue trailed up her slit, dipping ever so slightly. "I wonder how much you could take until you get lost in the sensations."
Naia's eyes slid shut as Shanks's finger toyed with her opening. He kept the feather light touches, tracing her cunt as if he was committing it to memory. It made her squirm.
"I have this undeniable urge to break you down until you can do nothing but feel and not resist." Heat rushed through Naia's body as his finger slowly delved into her core. "Would you let me see you in such a state? Begging for me to please you and only you."
"In your dreams, Red," Naia hummed. Twisting her body weight, she rolled them over again. "Now be good, and let me ride your face."
"But if you ride my face, I can't tell you all the things I would do to you." Shanks grinned, letting his hands come and cup her thighs.
"That's the point," Naia huffed. "I'd rather see them in action."
"Where's the fun in that?" Naia let her head fall back as Shanks dragged his tongue between her lips, coming to suck on her clit.
"This, this is fun," Naia said breathlessly. His tongue deviled into her, touching every inch it could reach. Naia rolled her hips, giving him better access to her pink velvet heat and allowing herself more friction. Shanks' hands gripped her thighs, spreading her enough to make her vulnerable. Naia dragged her hands up her body slowly coming to cup her breasts as she rotated her hips. She tilted her head forward, catching Shanks' burning gaze. Naia bit her lip as she continued to play with her breasts, giving him every bit of the show he wanted. His eyes darkened with lust, and he nipped at her lips, lightly pulling on them. Pleasure knotted in her abdomen, and Naia found herself keening forward as his tongue flattened against her clit. Goosebumps rose on her skin.
"Already there?" Shanks smirked, rolling her onto her back. Naia gasped as he pushed her legs toward her head. He remained buried in her sex, drinking in all of her like a man drunk on whiskey. Naia whined when he pulled away, her legs shaking as her pleasure built. She buried her hands in his fiery red hair while he continued to taste her. "You're so damn delicious. I could do this all day."
"Don't stop, then," Naia keened, her breath coming out in pants as she tried to ground herself. His lips trailed up her stomach, lightly nipping as he went up. Her legs dropped to his waist and she rutted against him. "I said don't stop."
"I want more." His tongue traced the shell of her ear, sending shivers down her body. "I want so much more."
"Then take what you want, Captain," Naia purred, nipping at his collarbone. Shanks groaned as she slid her tongue over his Adam's apple, letting her teeth graze the skin.
"With pleasure," he growled. Naia yelped as he entered her in one smooth thrust. Her nails dug into his shoulder, his girth spreading her to her limit. "Fuck, you're tight."
"I-its been a while," Naia stuttered. She closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to try and relax her body. Shanks peppered her face with light kisses, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
"How long is a while?" Shanks breathed, resting his forehead against hers.
"Dawn Island," Naia moaned as he gave a slight thrust.
"No one else?"
"Are you calling me disloyal?"
"I would never dream of it." His hips snapped against her, thrusting into her tight heat. Naia moaned as Shanks set up a rhythm. The bed creaked with the force of his thrusts, and the only thing keeping Naia in place was his hands gripping her shoulders, shoving her down on his cock every time he thrust up.
"By the sea, you feel amazing. Wrapped around me so nicely." Shanks cooed, nibbling on her earlobe.
"Shut up and fuck me," Naia moaned, wantonly arching her back.
"So demanding today," Shanks smirked. Naia gasped as he flipped her around, pulling her waist back, and forcing her head down into the pillows. "Now, you can moan as loud as you want to."
"Captain," Naia whimpered. The new angle allowed for Shanks to go deeper and move more freely.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" Shanks growled, trailing his lips up her spine. "You said for me to fuck you. Can't you take it, little nymph?"
"Yes," Naia groaned, her hands clawing at the pillows.
"You do take it so well," Shanks grunted. "It means so much that I'm the only one who can do this to you."
"Only for you, Captain," Naia said breathlessly. "All for you."
"That's what I like to hear from you." His hips slowed to shallow, deep thrusts, and Naia keened at the loss of pace. Shanks' fingers dug into her hips as she squirmed around him. "Hold still."
"No," Naia whined. "Why do you keep stopping!?"
"Hmmm, this is new. You're usually more stubborn than this." Shanks dragged his hand up her spine, taking a harsh breath out his nose. His nails bit into her skin, causing a shiver to roll down her spine. "You are so goddamn beautiful. Seeing you so lost in pleasure like this makes me want you so much more."
"Then quit stopping!" Naia rolled her hips back, rocking back and forth on him. Naia couldn't see his face, but his heavy breathing was enough to let her know he was enjoying himself. Her head felt hazy as his hips began to meet hers.
"There's that stubbornness." Shanks gripped her chin, forcing her head up. Naia clenched her teeth at the odd angle, but the domineering presence of her lover made it worth it. She slid her eyes shut as he set another harsh pace with his cock head brushing against her pleasure spot. Naia could feel herself beginning to tighten around him as her pleasure built.
"Captain!" Naia cried out as Shanks leaned over her. His hand trailed lightly down her body from her jaw, coming to play with her clit. Her legs shook from the force of his thrusts, and no matter how hard she tried to anchor herself, she was beginning to lose any coherent thought. Stars danced in front of her eyes as his hips snapped forward.
"Captain, please, so close." Naia mewled; her body shuddered as she tightened around him.
"Just a little bit more, little nymph." His hips stuttered against her and he lost himself to his own pleasure. Naia wailed as she came. Her body went limp but Shanks continued to use her for his own enjoyment. "Fuck!"
"Captain, please!" Naia sobbed, her body jolting with his punishing pace combined with the sensitivity of her body. It was overwhelming. "Too much!"
"It's never too much!" Shanks' body tensed behind her as his cock pulsed inside her tight heat. Her own walls responded in kind, pulsing with newfound pleasure.