Lady Drake

In Wano.

Drake put the snail down, wishing Kobi to stay safe.
In the abandoned village, Drake sat on a broken table, stretching his long legs.
His put his face in his hands, leaning his elbows on his knees.
Being a double agent broke his heart and mind, but his sence of duty wouldn't stop him from following orders.
"Trying to do the right thing....."

A tall and slim shadow was approaching him, with light steps.
He didnt't realise the presence until the shadow covered his face from the sun.
He slowly opened his left eye, turning it towards the tall lady, who was staring at him with a gentle smile and her head tilted on one side, amused by the sight of her husband.
-Drake..... still struggling between your heart and your mind. -
She wore the clothes of the oiran of Wano.
Her kimono was loose on one shoulder.
Her hair was tied in golden locks in shapes of flowers, but she let few hair fall on her shoulders.
The gentle waves reflected the sun, slowly going down in the dusk.
Her amber eyes were stars, staring into souls.
Her red lips slightly parted, smiling so softly at the love of her Life.
She was holding a basket. A bottle of wine, 2 glasses and some food.
-My love.... It's dangerous for you to come find me.-
Drake spoke softly without looking at her.
-It's dangerous for you to be on the snail, in an abandoned town.-
-I destroyed this town. No one would dare to come here.-
-I would. Just to find you.-
He looked at his wife with serious face, but his eyes couldn't deny how much he'd missed her.
Her smile, her touch, her kindness.
She walked up to him, put the basket down, never adverting her eyes from his.
She wrapped her hand around his face and so slowly she kissed him. He didn't move a muscle, enjoying the flavour of her lips, the softness of her skin.
His hands slowly wrapped her waist, whilst kissing her more deeply.
He realised he was wearing gloves and took them off swiftly, always kissing his beautiful wife.
His legs closed up around her.
Her hands moved from his face, down his neck and stroked him with her short nails, just enough to give him goose bumps.
His left hand went gone up her neck, undoing her hair and letting it all fall on her shoulders.
A cascade of golden fire.
She slid his jacket off his shoulders, he looked at her for a second. Her smile made him realise what she wanted.
And he wanted.
He helped her slide his jacket off. His muscular body and his heat was too much to resist.
He gently opened up her kimono, kissing her neck with his tongue.
Her arousal was growing, she held him tighter, putting one leg over one of his, feeling his lust growing in his trousers.
At that touch, he picked her up, holding on to her leg. He would never let fer fall.
He found a long table and put her down so gently. Her kimono was open and he looked at her beautiful body, taking in every detail of her scarred, still beautiful body.

It had been a while since they......

He bent over and kissed her again. This time with his tongue. Tasting every inch of her.
Her hands were moving in circles around his chest, slowing up and down his X scar.
One of his hands was buried in her hair while the other hand was holding her around her waist.
His crotch was moving up and down on her aroused skin, their breathing so deep.
It'd been been so long but they wanted to enjoy each other for as long as they could.
Finally she put her hands on his neck and kindly pulled away to breath, smiling at him.
"God she's the most beautiful thing in this world" He thought.
After catching his breath for few seconds, he stretched up and started undoing his belt.
Never adverting his eyes from hers.
He was licking his lips, wanting more.
She was stroking his waist with her smooth legs.
He took his tight trousers off, revealing his big member. That sight aroused her even more.
He pulled her by the leg, closer to him and started stroking her wet entrance with his tip.
She put her hands on his waist, arching her back, trying to hold on to her pleasure.
-Drake.... Please.....I want you now.......-
He entered her, so gently and so fully.
In that moment she opened her mouth and inhaled so deeply, trying not to scream with pleasure.
He put one hand behind her neck and started moving inside her.
The other hand was holding on to the table, trying so hard not to cum so quickly.
He was already close.
His fingers were holding on so tight, the wood was cracking,
Her mouth was open, gasping for air, calling his name and staring at his ocean eyes.
She was holding on with one hand onto his arm whilst one hand caressed his X scar, so deep and so arousing.
Her legs wrapped around his waist.
She was so close now.
He was moving inside her faster and faster, he was grinning his teeth trying to hold back but she felt so good and wet.
His wife, his lover. His friend.
His arms wrapped her body and lifted her up, their bodies were so close they could feel the burning in each other's skin.
She was holding on to his neck, her fingers in his soft ginger hair.
He pushed one of her leg slightly down the table, apart from his waist, giving himself more room to dance his member inside her.
That angle made her moan even louder for him.
His mouth was devouring her neck whilst his hands were holding her tighter and tighter. He was about to cum.
-Drake! Drake! Drake! Yes! Yes! Make me cum! Make me cum!!-
She shouted his name in his ear and that was the moment he was cumming inside her.
-Oh yes! Yes! Yes! You're mine! You're mine! Mine!You're.....min.....e.......hhhhhmmmmm!-
His whole body shook and the last waves of pleasure made her cum even longer.
His sweaty body was still entangled in her legs, she didn't want to let him go.
He gave her few more stabs to finish the last waves of pleasures. She squeaked for him at every stab.
Still holding her, he slowly lifted his face to her, he gently wiped the messy hair from her face.
He was holding her smooth leg and trailing it up and down with his rough skin.
Her wet eyes half open, her lips smiling at the Love of her Life.
He trailed her neck with his lips.
She tilted her head to enjoy his lips.
He put one hand on her cheek and started kissing her again. So gently, so lightly, she responded immediately.
She stroked his neck and his sideburn, so softly.
They held on to each other, in their sweaty bodies, never wanting to let each other go.
And when they stopped kissing, she smiled at him.
A very cheeky smile that reminded him of the day they met.
She whispered in his ears.
-I think it's time for wine now.-
He let out a soft laugh and kissed his wife again.
-I think it's a great idea, my love.-
And he carried on kissing her, a little longer, whilst the last rays of sun broke through the destroyed building.
One hand on her waist, the other holding her long soft leg.
She strokes his soft ginger hair whilst kissing her husband, a little longer.