Chapter 42

30th March 1522
Alabasta
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Vivi was laying on the massive bed of the conjugal chamber, her heart a fluttering bird caught between anticipation and longing. The open-air courtyard was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, a scene of opulent beauty that seemed almost otherworldly. The bed, draped in diaphanous veils, stood under the vast expanse of the night sky. Stars twinkled above like scattered diamonds, their light casting a soft glow on the courtyard's marble floors. The tall, intricately carved walls provided privacy, their surfaces adorned with delicate mosaics that shimmered in the moonlight. The gentle sound of water trickling from a nearby fountain filled the air, its melody mingling with the fragrant scent of blooming jasmine - her favorite flower, which also the one her mother preferred. She would have been so proud!

Vivi's mind was a whirl of thoughts and emotions. She was eager to please Moria, eager to show him how much she wanted him. But she was also nervous, her shyness battling with her desire. This was her wedding night, the night she would lose her virginity to her husband. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson at the thought. Her husband. Moria was her husband now, a fact that filled her with a sweet, intoxicating joy. The thought of becoming one with him, of giving herself completely to the man she adored, made her heart race with excitement.

Her face was the epitome of innocence, framed by long, flowing azure hair that shimmered in the moonlight. Her wide, expressive blue eyes were accentuated with a delicate line of kohl. Delicate golden earrings dangled from her ears, catching the light with every movement. Her cheeks were flushed with a natural, rosy hue, and her lips, soft and full, were slightly parted in anticipation. The gentle curve of her neck, adorned with a simple yet elegant necklace, led down to her delicate collarbones, visible through the thin fabric of her babydoll.

For symbolic, she had chosen to wear the same babydoll she had worn when they first met. The garment was a masterpiece of delicate, almost transparent fabric that clung to her curves. The soft blue material, adorned with intricate lace, revealed more than it concealed, teasing the eye with glimpses of her skin beneath. The babydoll's neckline plunged daringly, accentuating the gentle swell of her breasts, while the hem floated just above her thighs, leaving her toned legs bare. Every movement she made caused the fabric to shift, offering fleeting, tantalizing views of her body.

Her body was a vision of erotic beauty, each part like a masterpiece designed to captivate and arouse. Her legs, long and perfectly sculpted, were a testament to her years of adventure and training. The thin, transparent fabric of her babydoll revealed every inch of her toned thighs and the gentle curve of her hips. As she moved, the delicate material clung to her shapely ass, emphasizing its firm, rounded contours. The sheer babydoll teased with each step, lifting and falling to reveal the full, seductive shape of her rear, every movement a tantalizing dance of seduction.

Her chest was a study in raw allure, the nearly invisible fabric showcasing her full, firm breasts. The small gold jewels that capped her nipples glinted seductively, drawing the eye to their hardened peaks. Her collarbones, delicate and defined, led to the smooth expanse of her back, the fabric barely covering her soft, pale skin. The moonlight played upon her shoulders, casting shadows that accentuated the gentle arch of her spine and the slender grace of her neck, making her appear even more desirable.

Her armpits, shaven and smooth, were an intimate revelation, a testament to her meticulous care. The fabric of the babydoll offered only the faintest cover for her most intimate area. Her blue-haired pussy, with its generous, inviting lips, was a tantalizing sight beneath the sheer material. The soft curls of blue hair framed her sex, the delicate folds partially hidden yet boldly displayed through the transparent fabric. The sight of her most intimate area, so openly vulnerable and yet so exquisitely adorned, was enough to drive any man to the edge of madness with primal desire.

A seductive voice whispered into her ear, "Were you waiting for me, my princess?"

Vivi started, realizing she hadn't heard Moria appear. Her heart raced as she turned to see him standing just behind her. The sheer size and presence of him made her knees weak. She leaned into his muscular torso, feeling the heat radiate from his body.

She was very shy, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she looked up at him. Moria's intense gaze held hers, and he smiled, a dark, predatory grin.

"It won't do for you to stay silent, my princess," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. "Tell me, what do you want?"

Vivi's voice trembled as she spoke, "Make me your woman."

Moria chuckled, the sound rich and teasing. "You'll have to do better than that, Vivi. Tell me exactly what you want."

Her blush deepened, and she hesitated before whispering, "I want to be taken."

Moria's hand moved to her throat, his fingers gently wrapping around it. She whimpered in need, the touch sending shivers down her spine. He leaned in, kissing her softly at first, his lips warm and tender against hers. Butterflies fluttered in her belly, and she had never been happier.

The kisses grew harsher, more demanding. Moria's lips and teeth claimed hers almost aggressively, and she melted in his hands, her body responding eagerly to his dominance.

Shyly, she reached for his pants, her fingers trembling with a mix of eagerness and nervousness. She fumbled with the buttons, her inexperience showing as she struggled to free him. Moria watched her with a dark, encouraging smile, his eyes never leaving her face. Finally, she managed to pull his pants down, revealing his hardened length. She hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward, taking him into her mouth.

Her movements were clumsy at first, her inexperience evident. She gagged slightly, but the sounds of her trying so eagerly to please him only fueled Moria's arousal. Vivi's cheeks were flushed, her eyes wide with concentration and desire. She moved with a shy but growing confidence, her tongue exploring him tentatively. Each movement of her mouth became more assured, driven by her eagerness to please him.

Moria's grip on her hair tightened as she bobbed her head, her tongue swirling around his length. He groaned, his hips bucking slightly as she found a rhythm. Her eagerness was intoxicating, her innocence making each clumsy movement even more arousing. With a final, deep thrust, he came, his release splattering across her face. She blinked up at him, her cheeks stained with his essence, a mixture of surprise and satisfaction in her eyes.

Moria stared at her for a moment, his breath heavy. Her face, flushed and smeared with his release, was a vision of raw, primal beauty. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes wide and filled with a mixture of innocence and desire. He smiled, his eyes dark with lust.

With a rough movement, he tore the babydoll from her body, the delicate fabric ripping easily under his hands. Vivi's body was fully exposed to him, her skin shimmering with eagerness. Her pussy was glistening, the drops of her arousal evident as they trickled down her thighs. She wanted him so badly, her need palpable.

Moria's hands gripped her hips, lifting her effortlessly. He positioned her against the bed, her legs spread wide. With a single, powerful thrust, he entered her, driving deep into her core. Vivi cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure as he took her virginity. The feeling of being filled so completely was overwhelming, her body trembling with the intensity of it.

He moved with a relentless pace, each thrust hard and demanding. Vivi's cries filled the night air, her body arching against his. She felt like she was being torn apart and remade all at once, each rough movement driving her closer to the edge. Moria's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her skin as he pounded into her.

With each thrust, Vivi's moans grew louder, more desperate, and uninhibited. Her hands clawed at the sheets, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She was losing herself in the raw intensity of their coupling, her mind blank except for the overwhelming need to climax. Moria's growls of satisfaction mixed with her cries, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing in the open courtyard.

Moria's hand came down hard on her ass, the sharp crack echoing in the air. The sting of the slap sent a jolt of pleasure-pain through Vivi, making her moan crazily, her body responding with even more fervor. He slapped her again, harder this time, watching as her flesh reddened under his palm.

"Do you like that, my princess?" he growled, his voice a mix of dominance and lust.

"Yes, yes!" Vivi cried out, her voice breaking. "More, please, more!"

Moria obliged, spanking her ass repeatedly as he fucked her harder, his thrusts becoming almost brutal in their intensity. Vivi's moans turned into screams of pleasure, her body writhing beneath him. She was losing her mind, falling deeper into depravity with each slap and thrust. Her world narrowed to the sensation of Moria inside her, his hands on her body, his dominance overwhelming her senses.

Her mind was a haze of pleasure and pain, her body on fire with desire. She felt herself teetering on the edge of release, her climax building with each brutal thrust. Moria's grip on her hips was bruising, his fingers digging into her flesh as he drove them both towards completion.

With a final, powerful thrust, Moria pushed them both over the edge. Vivi's body convulsed with the force of her orgasm, her screams of pleasure echoing through the night. Moria followed moments later, his release filling her completely.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. Vivi's heart raced, her body still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking. She looked up at Moria, her eyes filled with a mixture of awe and adoration.

He smiled down at her, his expression softening for a moment. "You are mine, Vivi," he murmured, his voice a possessive growl.

"I am yours," she whispered back, her voice filled with love and devotion, as she fell asleep in the arms of the man who, she was sure, loved her as much as she loved him.

30th March 1522
Alabasta

Moria stood by the bed, his shadowed figure looming over the sleeping form of Princess Vivi. Exhausted from their recent encounter, she lay sprawled on the silken sheets, her breathing deep and even. A smirk curled his lips as he regarded her naivety. What a naive girl, he thought, her innocence almost amusing in its simplicity.

Hidden Quest 1

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2/3 → 3/3

Your Hidden Quest 1 is completed!

[Hidden Quest - A Harem for the King!]

To upgrade your Class from [Marquis of Dusk] to [Duke of Twilight]

Have sex with three woman with a A-ranked or higher Fate or Potential

1 - Selena : A-ranked potential
2 - Nami : S-ranked potential, S-ranked Fate
3 - Vivi : SSS-ranked Fate, A(?)-ranked potential

Excellent. Once Nami or Selena passed the threshold of three thousands Dourikis, he would just have to go to Amazon lily…and his Class Upgrade quest would be finished!

The shadows around him began to swirl, a dark, tangible mist that enveloped his form. In an instant, he vanished from the opulent chambers of Alabasta and reappeared in the grand, gothic hall of Thriller Bark. The transition was seamless. With his six hours countdown, he would return before she awoke, none the wiser.

As the darkness dissipated, Moria found himself in the castle's main room. Waiting for him were Selena, Absalom, and Monet. The green-haired harpy, Monet, immediately prostrated herself, throwing herself to the ground in a display of subservience. Selena, with her sharp predatory features and fiery red hair, was almost bouncing on the spot, a rare eagerness lighting up her usually fierce demeanor. Moria's smile widened; her anticipation of scratches meant good news awaited him.

"Master," Absalom bowed deeply. "The Sky Island has been cleansed. Enel is under seastones constraints in the cells, bound and drugged by Hogback."

"Excellent," Moria responded, his voice a deep, resonant echo in the vast hall.

Selena could barely contain her excitement. She grabbed Moria by the hand and led him outside, her grip firm but reverent. As they stepped into the courtyard, Moria's eyes widened at the sight before him. On the back of the Necrosphinx, a colossal pile of gold glinted under the pale moonlight, haphazardly tied but unmistakably real.

"What is this?" Moria's voice was a mix of astonishment and curiosity.

Selena's eyes sparkled with triumph. "We found a freakin' gold city in the sky, Master. The winged Ushabtis have been making trips back and forth, bringing the gold here. We're rebuilding the city on Thriller Bark. You're rich! Rich beyond measure!

Moria threw his head back and laughed, a deep, rolling sound that reverberated through the night. The thrill of newfound wealth, the tangible proof of his growing power—it was exhilarating. He pulled Selena close and sat down, positioning her massive, muscular frame onto his lap. Her towering height and robust physique seemed almost incongruous with the softness that overtook her as she settled against him.

As he scratched her behind the head, Selena closed her eyes and let out a low, almost sensual sigh of contentment. Her usually fierce, predatory demeanor melted away, replaced by a look of pure, unguarded bliss. Her powerful, sinewy muscles relaxed under his touch, her body leaning into his, yielding completely to the pleasure he provided. Moria's fingers moved with practiced ease, each scratch a precise reward for her unwavering loyalty and diligent service. The contrast between her formidable appearance and the almost puppy-like delight she displayed was almost amusing, even if Moria found it endearing. She was a good pet. Selena's breath hitched slightly, her lips parting as she leaned further into his caresses, her fiery red hair cascading over his arm.

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