The Butterfly Effect

Base instincts

Peace, order, and development. The ninja world had entered an era of tranquility after so many wars until the end came. Only a few were the survivors.

I have to find them no matter what.

She had accepted her new life in a world completely different from hers until one day on Whitebeard's pirate ship, her life took a 180-degree turn, and hope returned to Sakura when she learned that she was not the only one from her island in this world. Now she was determined to search for traces of them. The last shinobis had entered the great pirate era!

Sakura was breathless. Of all the people she expected to encounter in this place, Ace was the last one to cross her mind. As her eyes met Ace's deep charcoal eyes, Sakura completely forgot she was here on an undercover mission, seeking the pirate ship captain who took her friends to extract answers from him before killing him, and she even forgot the passage of time itself. The warmth in her body turned into a tingling sensation, like a sparkler heading towards the bottom of her body. The surprise was so great that she even forgot to continue pumping chakra into her system to detoxify herself.

When her brain began to react, she jumped a little when she realized her hand was on Ace's muscular chest. She quickly withdrew it, but hesitated to move it away, and eventually withdrew it, regretting her last decision. For the first time in her life, she was grateful that Ace had the habit of being shirtless.

Fortunately for Sakura, as she raised her gaze, she shivered to see Ace's intense gaze on her. She watched as Ace slowly looked her up and down, not missing a corner or curvature that was visible. Feeling him look at her so carnally aroused an emotion in her that she had long believed she would never feel again: she felt desired as a woman. She began to feel the blood rushing faster through her veins, driven by anticipation and desire.

She had to use all the sanity she had left to focus. If Ace looked at her like that, it meant he had also taken the aphrodisiac to enter, and it was his first time in that place. A small part of her felt relieved that it was Ace's first time in that unpleasant place. They needed to talk, or she didn't know how much longer she could keep her sanity intact, especially because Ace's hand on her lower waist, lazily caressing her, made her skin burn.

Suddenly, a person neither Ace nor Sakura noticed approached until he stood by Sakura's side and stroked her right breast, clearing his throat to get both their attention.

"You must be CherryBomb," said the man, very pleased to see her.

Ace stopped his gaze on the man's hand caressing Sakura's chest before looking up at him and memorizing his face. Meanwhile, Sakura noted that, although she felt a tingling from the man's touch on her chest, the sensation of Ace's hand on her hip was a hundred times, no, a thousand times hotter than that of that man, and even his lustful gaze disgusted her.

Ignoring Ace and Sakura, who discreetly showed their displeasure upon realizing that the bubble they were immersed in had burst, the man continued stroking Sakura's chest and even slid a finger under her bikini.

"Down here, we've heard great praise about your skills; they say your tongue is to die for, and your tight pussy is unmatched," said the man, eager to have his moment with Sakura and see if that story was true. Then, he glanced at Ace without paying much attention to him. "Are you going to use her? Because there are a lot of people waiting for their turn here, or if you don't mind having a threesome, we can play with her until she begs to die."

With his free hand, the man displayed two bags filled with gold and jewels as payment for some time with Sakura. Ever since the man put his hand on her, Ace was upset, and the man's final words only served to darken his gaze and make a vein on his forehead bulge. He grabbed the man's shirt with a firm grip and shot him a furious look, while his free arm tensed, every muscle flexing in an attempt to restrain himself from hitting him.