The spongy mangrove forest floor felt pleasant to walk on as it yielded beneath Law's feet. In his one hand was an ice cream cone he had just bought, in his other was Robin's who he had bought it with. The date was pleasant, the sun was just the right amount of warm, the wind was the perfect amount of cool, and the people in the park were giving off the perfect amount of lively energy where the two of them could feel lost in it together.
Even his ice cream cone was great, rich and creamy, with a pleasant sweetness. "I'm glad you convinced me to stop here," said Law as he squeezed Robin's hand gently, his main attention still focused on the slowly melting twirl of chocolate soft serve. "I am too," said Robin, a small shopping bag full of souvenirs in her off hand. "Though I'm getting a bit bored and wondering what we should do next."
"It's almost dinner time, want to..." Law's voice stopped for a second as the sweet creaminess of ice cream was suddenly replaced by a familiar saltiness as he looked down to see Robin's vagina manifest on the side of his ice cream swirl right in front of his face. "We're in public!" whispered Law angrily as he pulled the vagina-cone closer to his chest and covered it with his hand.
"Then you'd better finish quickly before you get an embarrassing erection, we're in public after all." said Robin in an inappropriately normal voice, causing one or two passers by to turn their heads, wondering if they'd heard correctly.
"I'm tired of playing your games" chided Law as he pulled the ice cream cunt close to his mouth and tried to cover as much of it with his free hand as his tongue flicked in and out of her pussy. "Shambles" he whispered as he leaned into Robin, "if you don't want anyone to see an erection between your legs, you better find somewhere to hide that!" he said between licks as he teleported his slowly engorging dick into Robin's panties, pointed directly at her cunt.
"Now you're getting it," said Robin with a smile. "It's no good if I'm the only one having fun." She subtly manifested a hand in her yukata and gave Law's growing penis a few sensual strokes before slipping it into her vagina.
Law paused his licking for a second and made a deep sigh in annoyance at how good his cock felt. "Just the movement from you walking is getting me off." he whispered angrily at her.
Robin barely registered his scolding and grabbed his arm as she pulled him towards a line of street merchants. "Ooh, a caricature artist, let's get a portrait drawn!" she said giddily as they headed towards a man with an easel and charcoal pens.
The artist was smiling out at the crowd hoping to catch the eye of a potential customer. He was seated next to a sign advertising caricature drawings with backdrops from various famous locations, such as the epic dunes of Alabasta, the ski slopes of Drum Island, and the dramatic fountains of Water 7.
"Oh, how about Dressrosa? Aren't the dancers there magnificent!" cooed Robin at the various backdrop options. "Such bold and energetic displays of sensual dancing. They're out in the open for everyone to see, it's almost as if the audience's gaze heightens their passions." she said with a wry smile as Law continued to uncomfortably flick his tongue at Robin's ice cream clit before working it along the insides of her labia.
He continued to glare angrily at her while he did so. "Isn't the cold ice cream at all uncomfortable?" he said as the warmth of her pussy had accelerated its melting, threatening to quite literally expose them.
"I guess that just means you need to put more effort into it before your cover's blown," she said as she handed the artist a few coins and gave Law's dick a few more pumps with her manifest hand as it pulled the cock in and out of her cunt, like her own personal dildo. Robin sat down on a stool across from the artist's easel and smiled as a wave of ecstasy traveled down her back.
Law paused for a second with a scowl still plastered to his face which was still buried in Robin's icey vagina as he tried to subdue a reaction to the same sensation. No matter how good it felt, he refused to let her have the satisfaction of seeing it on his face.
"Can you lower your ice cream cone, sir?" said the oblivious artist. "I can't see your face very well."
"Just draw the damn picture, and make it fast!" scowled Law as he buried his face back into the cone and licked with a renewed fury as Robin squirmed gleefully against his penis.
"Could you guys not squirm so much?" said the artist, "I have fewer problems with people's pets."
"Just do what you can," said Law in an increasingly annoyed tone. "They at least had their balls removed leaving 2 less distractions." Law's eyes almost rolled back into his head as Robin had begun gently caressing his smooth testicles.
"Uh, sure," said the caricature artist with a confused, and slightly disturbed face as he finished up his sketch. He figured it was best for everyone if he spent his time focused on the drawing at hand and got this strange couple far away from him as quickly as possible.
Law used the lack of distractions to hit the spots he knew would really turn on Robin as Robin leaned back a bit and worked the manifest hand in her yukata a bit more to surreptitiously pull her panties back and forth, thrusting Laws dick for him in a rhythmic and steady pounding while the two of them tried their hardest not to moan. The feeling of pleasure built up in the two of them, heightened by the excitement of having sex while being drawn by an unsuspecting artist surrounded by an even more oblivious public.
"Done!" exclaimed the artist, as the subjects of the portrait came in unison. Robin's extra vagina popped out of existence, and what was left of Law's ice cream slopped onto his shirt, and conveniently hid the stains caused by Robin's pussy juices.
"You two look pretty out of breath for people who've been sitting still for a few minutes. Oh geez, you got ice cream all over my booth!" said the exasperated artist.
"Here, for your troubles," said Law as he dropped a handful of beri onto the artist's easel. The artist looked at the small fortune that had fallen into his lap and changed his tune, waving a cheery goodbye to Law whose face was now covered in chocolate ice cream and Robin's juices as he looked around frantically for a restroom of some kind to wash off his face.
"I'll take my dick back after I've cleaned up!" he whispered angrily to Robin, as her hand tucked Law's penis subtly behind herself so it wouldn't cause any suspicious bulges in her dress. "I'm glad you're having as much fun as I am!" she said as she grabbed his arm and pulled him into her bosom as she licked some of the ice cream and pussy juice mixture off of his face, cleaning up a small spot on his cheek where she planted a kiss.
Law washed his face off in a nearby restroom. "I can't believe she started again," he said to himself as Robin began to stroke his penis once more with her manifest hand ase she waited outside. "If she wants some action, I'll give her some action" he thought to himself as he hopped into a stall.
"Shambles."
Law's cock had returned to its normal position, still hard from Robin's renewed onslaught.
"Shambles."
An eager Robin appeared before him, facing the toilet. "This is my favorite part," she said as she dropped her shopping bags and leaned a hand against the wall while the other hiked up her yukata. Law pulled down her panties, it had been a while since he had used her other hole and he felt like he'd earned it by now.
The whole line of stalls shook as he thrust his cock into her ass. At first she tried to keep her voice in check, but as Law fucked the restraint out of her she began to moan audibly. Her voice echoing out of the stall and bouncing off the bathroom walls.
They heard the toilet in the stall next to them flush hastily as its occupant beat a hasty retreat, not even bothering to wash his hands by the sound of it. "You wanted everyone to know we're fucking out in public? Well now they do," said Law.
"Oh god yes, harder, harder!" was all that came out of Robin's mouth.
Law pulled Robin's legs up in front of him as he continued to fuck her while she was suspended above the toilet bowl, her hands against the wall keeping herself from falling over. "It drives me wild when you let your dick do the talking" screamed Robin. Law thought for a moment before responding to Robin's dirty talk.
"I... I love your cock hungry ass, with every fiber of my being" he replied with the best line he could think of. He wasn't very good at this part.
Robin didn't seem to mind, and turned her head back and the two lover's tongues intertwined in the space that was too enclosed for their bodies to do the same.
"I made you eat me out while a stranger drew us, what're you going to do to your naughty exhibitionist?" teased Robin in between gulps for air.
Law looked her in the eyes and said, "if you want to be exposed so badly, then I think you've lost your clothing privileges for the rest of the trip." He then shambled her yukata and underwear off of her and out of the bathroom.
The pair of them kept at it until they finally orgasmed, surrounded by their moans which echoed through the sterile walls of the bathroom.
"Oh no," said Law as the post-coital bliss quickly gave way to panic. "Let me go find your clothes. I went too far that time. It's a good thing you just bought some new clothes, might as well try them out." He awkwardly began tucking his dick back in his pants and began to straighten his clothing.
"No need," said Robin as she manifested an elegant hand bra that barely covered her plump breasts. A ring of arms adorned with jewel-like eyes wrapped themselves around her waist as manifested hair draped down from it like a skirt. The outfit straddled the line between elegant and grotesque. Clearly she had put some thought into it.
