Law dried off the last plate and put it back into the cupboard of the ship's kitchen. It had been a year now since he left the crew in the hands of Beppo and set sail on a new journey to find his own personal "one peace" atop the waves as he sailed across the sea with only the bare essentials. Law felt a special kind of serenity on this ship. Everything with him was where it was supposed to be, nothing out of place, nothing unwanted.
Each and every thing on the boat was tied to a cherished memory, even if it was only of the person he was with when he found it. Especially if it was a memory of the person he was with when he found it. The person, the most important thing on the ship, was now calling to him. Not with her voice, compelling as it was, but with the stroke of her hand. The tender touch of her graceful fingers made themselves known to his slowly engorging manhood as a hand sprouted within his pants. Robin was never shy about using her devil fruit in new and creative ways. The hand began stroking his penis gently, firmly, insisting that he reciprocate and join its owner, who was feeling a strong desire for it within her loins.
A hand meant she was in a romantic mood, unlike a mouth which she used when she needed his cock inside of her as fast as possible. A romantic mood meant a trip to the crows nest, where they had moved her library. He loved nothing more than the sight of her face as she stared into an old, dusty tome in the musty book-filled room as the setting sun framed the beautiful features of her face, though the feeling of her hand caressing the front of his penis came close.
"Shambles," said Law as he vanished into thin air, a pair of soft cotton panties appeared in his place in the galley and fell to the floor with a quiet thud.
"I know you all too well," smiled Robin, looking at Law as he appeared in front of her where her panties used to lie. Her deep brown eyes traveled up and down his body hungrily before coming to a stop at his throbbing member that was now fully out of his pants. Robin was seated on a lounge chair. Her right leg was propped up with her foot on the seat, and her left leg splayed off to the side as she gently moved the middle finger of her main hand in and out of her vagina.
Robin's manifested hand was still idly moving up and down Law's shaft, as she presented her moist crotch. "I was hoping you were still wearing them," said Law, "but it looks like you started already." He walked over to her and leaned in, bringing his face closer to hers. His hand gently brushed hers aside as it took over the job of tending to her pussy as the two shared a passionate kiss.
Robin pulled Law's sweater up over his head, "why do you always insist on wearing so many layers, even on such a gorgeous day?" she chided. "I don't like to rush things," he replied as he took his hand from her pussy and removed the T-shirt that remained. Robin licked her lips as her eyes made their way down his bare chest, stroking her finger along his toned abs before the shirt was fully off.
Law moved in and began to kiss her, his tongue sensually making its way in and out of her soft lips. His hands made their way to her blouse as he undid the buttons and pushed it off of her shoulders revealing her bare chest in the process. He took the opportunity to stroke her back gently as he did so, this moment was too good to waste on shambles. The skirt, on the other hand, was already across the room as he took her in his arms and penetrated her with his erect penis. His arms wrapped around her, one across her shoulders while one cradled the small of her back where her hana hana no mi had placed another cunt for him to finger while he thrust himself into the one between her legs. She did know him all too well.
She let out a soft moan as they fucked, while Law softly called out "Room" to envelope the two of them in his devil fruit. He was in full control of their passionate night. He was always in control, and he wanted her to not only know it, but to acknowledge it. He knew she had ceded control of her pleasure to him not just by the compliant squirming of her body against his but also by the plaintive calls for more that escaped her lips as well.
As their love making escalated they had become more and more sensitive with each thrust. Their sensitivity was further enhanced by the room created by Law's fruit. In this room within a room, he held full control over every aspect of their love making like a god.
Law kept up his rhythmic thrusting as he rubbed the clit on her back with more vigor and began thrusting his finger inside. Robin let out a soft exhale as she came, Law was not far behind but wanted to see the look on her face first. The two parted slightly as Law held himself up to gaze at her face which was filled with ecstasy as he came between Robin's supple legs, their eyes locked. He paused for a moment and stared at her beautiful features as they shared a moment of serene satisfaction. Robin then gave him a mischievous smile as she tilted her head back and opened her mouth invitingly. Law let a glob of the two of their salivas that had mixed in his mouth fall into it. With a silent shambles, the glob of saliva had switched with the cum he had left inside of her as it fell into her eager mouth. With a coy smile, she swallowed his load and presented her open mouth as if to gloat that she had finished it in its entirety.
