Death wish [Eustass Kid]✔

Winter Wonderland 2/2

Zero POV

The captain, since its unpractical for me to hang onto him for dear life is now carrying me using his normal arm and I cuddle into his warm bare chest. We walk into the town and I immediately recognise the owner of the weapon store. "Mike!!", I call out and he looks around until his eyes find me, a small grin spreading on his face. "Zero you damned brat! You scared the life out of me! I thought I was hearing voices." "Just because I'm dead inside doesn't mean I'm dead.", I giggle. He chuckles. "Who is your boyfriend?" Me and Kid both blush. "Ah. No! He is my captain!! I joined the Kid Pirates after I massacred most people at marineford and busted out Ace. My little brother." "Commander Ace is your brother?! No wonder he is always saying that his sister is the best." "Awwe. He does?" "Sure. He'll kill me for telling you though." "He can try. You'll whoop his ass with a hammer. Anyways. I'm guessing my captain wanted to look into your shop. Can we?" "Of course. Friends of you are always welcome here!", he grins and allows us in. The warmth of the large oven immediately warms me up. "So cozy.", I smile satisfied. "I'm looking for a dagger that'll fit in here. Mine got lost in battle.", Kid explains. Mike nods slightly. "Hmm." "Hardened steel. Folded metal, not that low quality shit, Mike." He looks at me. "I've got something for you." He hurries over to a collection of daggers and pulls one out. "Can I?", I ask Kid and Mike. Both nod as I expertly test the blade and then grin. "That's a great dagger." "And its still welded by hand. And since we all love you here I'll lower the prize to 7000 Beli." Before Kid can complain I press my hand against his mouth and hand Mike the money, place the dagger into the free shaft and then we leave. "Why?" "Because you're my captain now, aren't you?" He nods slowly. "But still...." "Nah Ah. Accept it. Just do. You are carrying me around and endure my whining any time we come to some cold island. See it as an apology for your suffering." He chuckles darkly and then nods. "You could always repay me in another way." "Now you are getting into unsafe waters, Captain." We both laugh and walk into two more shops, before entering the tattoo parlor. "Sammy!" The woman hurries over to us and grins. "Mother!" "I haven't adopted you!", I twitch and she pouts. Kid laughs silently at us. "But... I thought you loved me." "You are my Ex, woman. Its awkward to think of you as a daughter." "Oh. So she is the..." "Second girl. Yeah. Nice to meet her current lover. Is she still as good with her tongue?" I blush a deep red. "Sammy! Stahp! He is my Captain. And I'm taking advantage of his miraculous body heat. Anyways. Can you finish your roses?" "Sure babe. If I get a payment kiss." I groan. "Horny girl.", I chuckle and place a small kiss on her lips, then walk over to the seat and strip my lower body half. Kid turns bright red. "Oh come on. Its not different to swimwear.", I chuckle and Sammy starts by touching my skin testingly. "How do you get your skin this smooth?!" "Lasering, girl." She disinfects the skin, starts pouring her colors, takes a fresh needle and then starts tattooing. I relax with a soft sigh. "If you didn't have your devils fruit you should totally get a tattoo by her. This is relaxing." Kid chuckles. "You are probably one of the few people enjoying their skin being penetrated by a bunch of needles." I chuckle. "Probably. Yeah.", I chuckle and close my eyes. "Babe?" I hum to let her know I'm listening. "Do you sometimes wonder why people actually find you attractive?" "Sometimes." "This is why." She slaps my butt and I groan. "I hate you." "I'm your ex. You are meant to hate me. If you don't you're doing something wrong." "Ugh. The second I get off this table I will kick your ass."

X POV

Kid is a blushing mess as he watches the two women bicker, wiping away the burst of blood from his nose that happened when he watched Zero's butt jiggle when Sammy slapped it.

He is going half insane looking at her. His thoughts wander and he wonders how her thick thighs would feel when he spreads them. If her wide hips could take him as well as the looks of them suggest. If she would scream, moan and gasp laying underneath him or if she would try to hold back her voice. How her tattooed breast would look. How she would taste. He swallows, wipes away more blood. Maybe having a female on board would be harder than expected.

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In multiple ways.