One Piece: Ero Saiyan

Hina sat on the bed, lost in thought about the conversation she'd just had with Peter minutes earlier.

Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open, and Peter stepped out with a towel wrapped around his waist, leaving his upper torso fully exposed to her.

Hina—already emotionally drained from the day's turbulence—had no idea how to react. It seemed her capacity for blushing had completely run dry.

"You call me a pervert, yet look at yourself! If you had Conqueror's Haki, I'd have dropped dead from that stare of yours," Peter teased before pulling her into a warm embrace. 

"Aren't you going to shower?"

"I did this morning," she murmured, melting into his arms like a content little kitten.

Peter gently stroked her head, fingers threading through her soft hair. As they savored the quiet moment, Hina abruptly reached up and placed a hand on his neck.

Their eyes locked in silent understanding. She leaned in, closing the distance between them. Peter smirked, tilting his head down to meet her.

Their lips collided in a kiss—soft and tender at first, then growing bolder, more heated. Peter's hands tightened around her waist, pulling her flush against him.

"Mmmh~!" When they finally parted, Hina felt something pressing against her backside.

Her cheeks flushed as she glanced at Peter.

"Peter, Hina feels something poking her butt!" she declared with startling boldness, catching him off guard.

"Did you chug a bottle of courage before coming here? When did you turn into such a shameless little deviant?" He swatted her rear, chuckling.

"Hmm~ Hina's always been honest. You just never noticed." Internally, she puzzled over the spank. 

"Is this the move Carina told us about? It's more painful than pleasurable!"

Her audacity ignited Peter's dominant streak.

In an instant, his lips crashed back onto hers, his tongue invading her mouth with rough intensity before pulling away to suck and stretch her lower lip. His mouth trailed down her neck, laving and nipping at her skin, leaving marks that would linger till morning—evidence of their nighttime escapades.

After marking her collarbone with kisses and bites, he descended further, tracing a wet path with his tongue toward her chest.

He tore away her swimsuit and pink bra, exposing her breasts. His lips latched onto a nipple, sucking and biting while his hand kneaded the other. Hina bit her lip, struggling to maintain composure.

"Ahhn~ Peter~~!" she moaned, eyes fluttering shut as her hips ground against his erection.

"Hina wants to help you too."

At her words, he flipped her onto her side and yanked off the towel, leaving himself completely bare.

"It's so big!" Her lips parted slightly in shock as she swallowed hard. Even with both hands, she could barely wrap her fingers around his length—far larger than anything described in the Navy's biology textbooks.

"Try sucking it." He guided himself to her mouth.

"Mmm~" She nodded silently, parting her lips to take him in.

Hesitant at first, she grew more confident with each stroke, even using Observation Haki to pinpoint the spots that drew the most pleasure from him.

"Hah—damn, that's good!" Peter's breath hitched as her tongue worked expertly.

"Congratulations, little one. You've just been promoted to a new position, effective today."

The relentless stimulation soon brought him to the edge. "I'm close—I'm coming!" His hand gripped her hair.

Hina sucked harder just as he erupted.

"So many 'kids,' haha~" she giggled softly before swallowing audibly.

Then, as if to prove her point, she opened her mouth wide to show him she'd taken every drop.

Peter dragged her back into his arms, hands roaming down her back before gripping her plump, round rear. He hooked one of her legs over his hip, fingers teasing her inner thigh—revealing her soaked pink panties, now stained darker.

"Lie back," he ordered, and with a mix of excitement and nervousness, this was her first time, after all, she obeyed.

"Don't tense up. Just relax." He settled between her thighs, spreading them wider before peeling off her panties.

Her pink folds glistened, neatly trimmed and slick with arousal.

"W-what are you—? Don't put your face there! It's embarrassing... and dirty!"

Hina yelped as he buried himself between her legs.

Peter ignored her, his tongue lapping at her entrance before flicking her clit.

"Ahhn~!" The sudden pleasure forced a moan from her lips. Her thighs clamped around his head, fingers tangling in his hair.

He worked faster, his tongue plunging inside her before retreating to circle her sensitive bud. The walls of her core fluttered around him as her pleasure mounted.

"Mmm~ H-Hina's close!!" Her eyes rolled back, hips jerking as her orgasm ripped through her, leaving her trembling.

Seconds later, she felt him nudging against her entrance.

"I'm putting it in."

"D-do it...!" she panted.

Peter pushed in slowly, meeting brief resistance before sheathing himself fully inside her with one sharp thrust.

"Ahh~!" Hina cried out at the sting, spotting blood on his length.

He soothed her with kisses. "You okay?"

"Hmm, Hina's fine now... Keep going."

With her permission, he moved, each thrust molding her inner walls to his shape.

"Nngh~!" Her eyes rolled back again as pleasure overwhelmed her.

They continued until Peter finally spilled inside her.

"Hina's gonna have Peter's baby!" She touched her stomach, stroking it dreamily.

Peter laughed softly. 

"Not yet. We've got more work to do." Then he dragged her into another wave of ecstasy—one the entire crew would hear until dawn.

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Yooo, I'm late, aren't I? Ik ik. I wrote these two chapters while I was on the train, I was heading to the consulate to leave my damned country.