The Bastards [Shanks]✓

Red

It had gotten dark and Gear finds herself getting more and more tired. "I'm heading to bed, boys.", she smiles, downing the rest of her drink in one go, gently removing the overly drunk redhead from her lap who instead clings onto her leg. "Shaaanks.", she groans. "Don't leave me Kitty." "Don't call me that.", she hisses but he only grabs on tighter. "Will you let me go if I bring you to your bed?", she asks, staring at him. He tightens his grasp again with a pouty face and while the men laugh loudly she sighs. "Alright. You can come with me.. IF you behave yourself on my ship. No throwing things around. No searching through my stuff and no messing up my workspace. You can have the guest room I guess.", she sighs before turning to Benn. "The idiot will be back here in the morning." "Noted. Take care of him." "How mean! Kitty!!" "I said don't fucking call me that, idiot! Bastards. I request a pick up for two people." Soon after two of the bastards land in front of them and Gear places Shanks onto one of them, tying him to it, just in case, with his belt. Then she jumps onto the others back. "Return us to the Mothership, please."
They soon are in the air and then the two bastards land in the dark ship. Turning on the lights Gear pulls the grumbling man off of her mechanical companion, closing the airlock tightly, kicking off her shoes, helping him do the same with his. "I need to check if the ship is correctly locked into position.", Gear mumbles, pulling the man along to the control room where she quickly checks a few stats and numbers, then nods, getting back up. "Perfect." Wrapping her arm around the man once more she gets him towards the bedrooms and into the guest room. "Go to bed, idiot..", she mumbles softly, moving closer to the matrass. "Catlyn." Hearing her full name she turns to look at him, only to be met with the taste of liquor on her lips. Freezing up she can't even process what had happened until she feels his hot breath directly on her skin. He is kissing her. Shanks is really kissing her. She can feel her legs getting weak and her entire body melting into the kiss as she leans into it, digging her fingers into his shirt to hold onto him, not to let that chance slip through her fingertips. A tear escapes her eye that he wipes away before bringing some distance in between their swollen lips. "I'm sorry I'm such a selfish old man but.. I need you to stay by my side..", he mumbles, pulling her close. Gear gently cups his face. "You really are an idiot, aren't you?" Shanks blinks at her, obviously confused. "Even Luffy noticed that I liked you for over a decade. And you have pushed me away every time I tried to talk to you.. Do you have any idea what you have been doing to me?!", Gear asks, staring at him while tears collect in her eyes again.
Her words hurt more than losing his arm had. "You were mine all this time and I didn't even notice?", he whispers, cupping her cheek. "Why couldn't you just let me speak out once and everything could have been so easy... I don't under.." pressing his lips against hers he pushes her backwards and onto the bed. His hand tugging at her hair so that he gains access to her neck where he leaves dark lovebites as her breath grows heavy. "I may need you to help me strip off that dress of yours." Gear still finds it in herself to chuckle. "That wouldn't be the case if you would use the damn prosthetic." Shanks rolls his eyes, staring at her with need. "Please." Gear reaches behind herself, untying the knot of her dress, leaving it to only loosely cover her body from him. He leans back in, keeping a lot of his weight on her but she couldn't bring herself to mind in the slightest. He slides her dress off of her and takes her in. Only left in her underwear. Her breathing heavy like his as he throws off his clothes. "I'll make you forget that damn rookie even exists..", he breathes while opening her bra with close to no difficulty. "I don't know.. he is pretty handso..." His lips smash into hers again as he pushes her into the pillows while pulling down her last piece of underwear. "Can those lights get a bit dimmer?", he mutters, leaving her to use her voice control to have one of the bastards turn off the lights outside the room and she herself a dims them inside the guest room.
And the next thing she sees is red.