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IV: KURO & THE BLACK CATS
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In the temporary living quarters of Emerald came a nonstop symphony of screams in delight and moans of pleasure. Luffy, who stationed his face in between her legs for nearly an hour, ripping orgasm after orgasm until she was quivering, begging him to stop. He looked to finally be completely satisfied with himself. A cheshire grin settled on his face as he fixed his shorts on his hips.
"That was fun!" said Luffy, jumping to his feet and fixing his straw hat over his curls. Emerald lay in a heaving, sweating, overstimulated mess on the bed. She stared at the ceiling blinking slowly as her gazed turned to Luffy. How does he have so much energy? "I'm gonna get a snack from the kitchen. Do you wanna come with me, Emmy?" Luffy shamelessly straddles her naked figure.
Emerald shook her head as she swallowed. "No, I'll stay here." His smile never faltered as he admired his work. Her nipples were still pebbled, and the love bites he had managed to leave littered her body. Mostly her thighs were covered with them though. Her eyebrows were knit together, deep in thought as she tried to clutch her legs together as much as possible, too afraid he might come back for more, slightly pushing him off her. "You go on. I'm gonna... clean up and... go to sleep."
Luffy gave her a quick kiss and then disappeared into the corridor, leaving his quivering bedmate. Emerald sighed in relief. She has never been ravished like that, not even by Arlong. At least he knew her limits, but Luffy, he was a whole other beast. And they didn't even have proper sex, it was just oral. Nevertheless, she did scratch that itch. Emerald's just afraid how much this will change between them now. Luffy is going to expect her to be his partner, girlfriend even. And she knew he would have no problem letting everyone within earshot know.
Emerald slowly rose from the bed, and shakily stood to her feet before falling over. How embarrassing. It was like learning how to walk again, that being an annoying process when she was ten since Emerald had no interest in pretending to be human for a very long time. Instead, she stayed within the water and perched on rocks like the other mermaids in Mermaids Cove, upturning her nose at the smelly land dwellers.
Emerald managed to thoroughly clean herself up and threw on the slip dress again. Just as she was about to hop into bed, after discarding the soiled top blanket and replacing it with the fuzzy one on the sofa, her stomach growled. Those ravenous pangs for human flesh called again, and Emerald wasn't going to turn away. She could hunt down Kaya's servants and devour them, but that would be rude. Who would take care of that sick child anymore? That's when she remembered, the fish tank. It wasn't what she desired, but that would have to do for now.
Emerald's mouth watered as she shuffled through the dark hallways. She made note of every minor sound and every tick of the clock. Rounding a corner, the large fish tank came into view. Emerald licked her lips, eyeing every tiny fish that mindlessly swam about their miniature prison for human entertainment. Quietly, Emerald opened the top clasp, then paused to look about for any of Kaya's odd servants or any of her crew-not-crew mates before indulging. She quickly scooped up an angelfish and stuffed the live creature in her mouth, chewing hastily as it flopped about and then swallowing. Salty, tangy, chewy. Scoop after scoop, fish after fish, Emerald ate every last one within the tank until it was empty.
