Ben laid on his back. He felt the soft mattress on his back. He thought it had been a while since he was on a bed. He thought that the golden throne was the usual spot. He looked around the room and saw the same painting and pillars.
"That big carrot is ready for me," a voice said.
Ben looked down to see Carrot. She was wearing a black, form-fitting halter dress that features a plunged neckline and is embellished with numerous gold studs or rivets throughout. A large amount of cleavage was on display. The waist was cinched with a thick black belt which featured a large circular gold buckle. The skirt of the dress had high side slits. There were thin horizontal straps across the upper thighs. She had black ankle-strap high heels.
"Carrot?" Ben asked. He thought he had not seen her in a while.
Carrot took a step forward. "Who else would it be?" she questioned as she hopped forward. Her fluffy white tail twitched. "You don't want me here?" she asked as her ears flopped down.
"No of course not," Ben replied.
Carrot smiled and jumped onto the bed.
Ben felt the bed move slightly from the fall. He smiled. "You are adorable," he said.
Carrot leaned closer. Her nose crinkled in that adorable, rabbit-like way. "You smell toxic," she said as her heart was drumming against her ribs.Her breath hitched.
Ben thought she was close. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her towards him. Her chest hit his chest. "So do you," he responded.
"Ben," Carrot said as she surged forward. She pressed her soft lips against his in a tender, lingering kiss that started with a shy nibble. Her hands, covered in their signature white fur, glided upward and rested gently on his bare chest.
Ben thought her kiss was electric. It was incredible, natural intensity. Their lips were locked together. Ben had his hands firmly around her. He moved his tongue forward and playfully poked her lips. He poked again.
Carrot let out a tiny moan. She parted her lips wide. His tongue slipped past her teeth and grazed them. His tongue went forward and met with Carrot's tongue in a fast, electric dance. The contact sent a literal shiver through her. It made her fur stand. She began to nuzzle into the kiss. Her face rubbed against his with a deep, affectionate motion even as their tongues swirled together.
Her fingers roamed his toned chest. She clung to him closely. Their lips remained locked in a passionate embrace.
Ben kissed hard back. His tongue was moving with hers. It felt electric. They kissed for a few minutes.
Slowly, Carrot pulled back. Her ears drooped slightly in a daze. Their lips parted with a soft, wet sigh. Her cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, and she let out a breathless, radiant giggle. Her eyes sparked with a quiet, joyful wonder as she looked at him. Her chest heaved and her tail wagged.
Ben smiled. "That was mind blowing," Ben said.
Carrot giggled. "That was only the start," she said. "Mr Carrot down there needs his love," she said as she turned around. She moved her face towards his erect penis. Her ass was pointing at Ben.
Ben looked forward. Her legs were on either side of his head. Her butt was right in front of him. The dress was short and he could see glimpses of her pussy.
Carrot ears stood straight up. They twitched as she looked down at Ben's massive penis. "Mr Carrot is ready," she said as she leaned in. Her nose crinkled as she took in his scent. "Exotic," she said as she leaned forward and kissed the very tip of his penis with her soft lips. She began to give tiny, rapid-fire pecks everywhere on the head. She kissed the left side and then the right. She thought it was big. She gave kisses all over the head.
Ben's entire body jolted with a sharp, electric pleasure. "Your mouth," he remarked. He thought it felt good.
Carrot stopped for a moment. She was panting with excitement, and a thin, silvery trail of drool began to leak from the corner of her mouth. "It's so big, Ben. I want to taste all of it," she chirped.
She opened her mouth wide and her tongue darted out to lick the bead of pre-cum at the tip. She tasted it. Her eyes sparkled with wild joy. She slowly slid her mouth over the head. Her small throat stretched to accommodate his girth. It was a tight fit, and she let out a muffled, happy hum as she took the first four inches.
Ben thought her mouth felt incredibly warm and soft. "Carrot," he moaned as he moved his hands and flipped her dress up. Her pussy was exposed to him. He moved his hand forward when suddenly his vision blurred.
He closed his eyes for a second and opened them. He saw Carrot was gone. He looked to see he was in front of Onigashima once again. He thought it was one of his favorite places.
"Ben, the Goddess has chosen you as her partner," a familiar voice said.
Ben turned his head and saw Maya wearing a provocative, deep-V monokini featuring a shimmering gold center panel and white ribbon strapping across the torso. She had floor-length bell sleeves with a draped, off-the-shoulder fit. A bold golden sunburst motif was at the hem. She had triple-banded white thigh garters and pointed-toe pumps with ankle ribbons, and a striking headpiece consisting of a padded white headband and a radiating golden spiked halo.
"Maya," Ben said. She looked like a priestess.
"There will be nothing to stop us and we will worship you," Maya added with a smile.
Ben thought this was a strange conversation to be happening here.
At that time, an enormous humanoid giant came rushing towards them with a massive, spiked club. He had a pair of horns atop his head. He had peach skin, a set of rounded teeth and indigo hair arranged in a bowl cut. On the left side of his abdomen he had a tattoo which read eight.He wore a yellow track-jacket that was unzipped, leaving his bare chest exposed. He had dark pants and light shoes with laces. He also possesses a pair of oval sunglasses.
"Hatcha," Ben said as he looked at the giant rushing towards them.
"Hachachacha," Hatcha laughed. "You will not get away from me," he added as he swung his spiked club.
"Maya," Ben said as he was about to raise his fist.
At that moment, a woman with warm, tan skin leapt forward. She was wielding a massive jet-black spear with a razor-sharp white tip. She had large, curved black horns, expansive black leathery wings, and pointed elven ears. She wore a bright blue bikini top and matching high-waisted bottoms. An orange, palm-tree patterned sash was knotted at her hip. She long, blue-ribbed knee-high stockings and heavy platform sandals. Her blonde hair, tipped with shades of blue.
"Saphir," Ben said.
Saphir went towards Hatcha The spear turned a different shade of black. "Armament Hardening Bleu Formidable," Saphir said as she unleashed a flurry of powerful strikes.
She clashed with Hatcha`s club and shattered it. The large club cracked and its pieces fell down. She went through it and towards his chest.
Hatcha was hit multiple times in the chest. The spear thrusted into this chest. She took it out and thrusted back in rapid motions.
Hatcha got stabbed in the chest multiple times. There was blood coming from his wound as he fell down. He spat blood as he crashed on the ground. There was a large dust cloud that erupted and blocked their vision.
"Captain, leave them all to your followers," Maya said with a smile on her face.
Ben woke up. He thought that was Onigashima once again. He thought it was the last time it was Emeraude as a succubi and now Saphir. They both have Haki and both had defeated a Number so easily. He thought they were both strong. Ben thought Emeraude and Saphir looked different from each other. He thought their horns and wings were different.
Ben then thought of Maya. She was gorgeous. She looked like a priestess. Ben did think she was religious. He thought she had summoned a power before and Maya did say she was learning about it. He smiled. He did think about the word followers. Ben thought that was an interesting choice of words.
"What are you smiling about?" a voice questioned.
Ben looked up and saw Perona standing with her arms crossed. She was wearing a satin-finish nightwear set in a soft bubblegum pink. The top was a form-fitting crop top with a deep, lace-trimmed V-neckline. It had a small, ghostly emblem on the chest. This was paired with matching high-waisted shorts. Her long sexy legs were on display. She had fluffy, oversized pink slippers that featured cute smiley faces.
"Good morning, beautiful," Ben said. "How can I possibly not smile when a girl as stunning as you comes all the way here just to wake me up?" he asked.
Perona's pale cheeks instantly flared. "Hmph! Don't try that with me. You were already smiling before you even opened your eyes and saw me," she replied.
"I could sense you," Ben countered smoothly.
"You could?" Perona questioned as she hovered closer.
Ben let out a soft chuckle. "Well, not entirely. But the air always gets a little sweeter when you're nearby," he replied.
"You really are the worst," Perona cried, though she couldn't suppress the small, twitching smile tugging at the corners of her dark lips.
"Am I really that bad?" Ben teased.
"You can be," she admitted as she floated down toward the edge of his bed. "But, I suppose I have joined your side for a reason. Don't make me regret it," she added. "Horohorohoro," she laughed.
"And I'm more grateful for that than you know," Ben said as he patted the space beside him. "Why don't you come and sit with me for a moment, Perona?" he asked.
She floated towards the bed. She saw his bare upper half. She took in the broad span of his shoulders and the defined lines of his chest. Her eyes widened behind her lashes.
"You really are a shameless man, aren't you?" she huffed. "Walking around completely nude here," She added. "It's indecent," she said.
"My apologies," Ben said. He leaned in a fraction closer. "Was it really that bad to look at?" he questioned.
Perona's blush deepened until it reached the tips of her ears. She bit her lip and then said, "No. It wasn't bad at all," she added.
"And you look absolutely breathtaking this morning," Ben murmured.
Perona's pale skin flared a brilliant shade of crimson. She tried to maintain her haughty composure, but a genuine, shy smile broke through. "You really are unbelievable," she said. "So shameless, Horo-horo-horo," she added.
Ben chuckled. "So, what exactly brought the Ghost Princess to my bedside so early?" he asked.
"As if you don't already know," Perona replied.
"Humor me," Ben prompted.
"The quest," Perona replied. "I'm supposed to give you a footjob," she added. She wondered why she was chosen for it.
Ben felt a surge of affection. He moved forward and slid behind her and wrapped his strong arms around her waist from the back. His hands rested firmly against her stomach and he pulled her back against his warm, bare chest. "I know," Ben whispered near her ear. "But Perona, you never have to do anything you don't want to. I'm happy just having you here," he said.
Perona froze for a second. Her heart was hammering against his forearms. She felt the raw power of his body. Slowly, she leaned back into him. "I know that," she whispered. "But I want to. I want to be the one," she added.
She turned her head slightly. Her large eyes met his. The air between them grew heavy and stil.
Ben didn't wait. He leaned in. His face went forward and their lips met. Their lips met in a soft, tentative kiss.
Perona let out a small, muffled gasp. She thought this was her first kiss. A man had just kissed. She thought her Captain did. The man who gave her a second devil fruit, a home and now love. Her eyes fluttered shut.
At first, she was stiff. Her hands clutched at his forearms. Their lips were pressed together. She felt her heart beat pounding fast. She melted into his arms. Her fingers dug into the muscles of his arms.
The kiss deepened into something passionate and hungry. She turned further in his embrace. Her small hands moved up to cup his face and pulled him closer. They kissed for a minute.
Slowly, they parted, a thin, silvery thread of saliva connecting them for a heartbeat before breaking with a soft, wet sound. Perona was panting, her lips were swollen and her face was red.
"Horo," she whispered.
"That was phenomenal," Ben said.
"My first kiss taken like that," Perona remarked as she looked at that.
"I am glad I took your first kiss," Ben replied as he held her in his arms.
"I am glad as well," Perona said.
Ben looked at her. His thumb hovered her top. "Perona, I want to make love to your girls," Ben said.
"My girls?" Perona questioned as she looked down to her breasts. "Them?" she said.
"Yes," Ben responded. "I want to make you feel good and show my affection to you," he said. "My love to you," he said.
Perona swallowed hard. Her large, doll-like eyes fixated on his hand. She usually acted so high-and-mighty, but having Ben focus entirely on her chest made her feel small and strangely vulnerable. She saw the hunger in Ben's eyes that made her pulse race.
She looked at his face and saw that confident, warm smile. Her own lips twitched into a shy, genuine grin. "Hmph, fine. But you'd better be gentle, you egoist," Perona responded.
"Thank you," Ben said softly. "And I love you, Perona," he added.
Perona's heart skipped a beat. "B-Ben, Horo," she moaned as her head tilted back.
Ben's fingers gently traced her pink top. The fabric was soft against his skin. He could feel the warmth of her pale flesh. Her nipple hardened instantly beneath the material. He rolled her erect nipple slowly between his thumb and forefinger. He teased it through the pink top.
"Ben," Perona said as her breath hitched in a sharp, jagged gasp. She arched her back instinctively. "Ben, what are you doing to me?" she whispered.
Ben smiled. He leaned down and pressed open-mouthed kisses along the side of her porcelain neck. He gave one tender peck, then another. His lips trailed over her cool skin.
Perona let out a long, melodic moan as she felt his mouth on her. She felt so cherished. "Ben... Horo-horo," she whimpered. Her eyes fluttered shut as her head jerked up in pleasure.
Ben moved lower. He kept kissing down to the tops of her pale, rounded breasts. "Why don't you lay back?" Ben asked.
Perona nodded. "Okay," Perona said as Ben helped her lay on her back.
Ben was on top of her. He thought her skin felt like fine silk.
Perona looked up at him. Her hands were wrapped around his neck. She pulled him closer.
Ben moved the shoulder strap with his free hand down her shoulder. It exposed her shoulder and her large breasts. "Amazing," he said.
Perona shivered as the chill met his warmth.
Ben looked at her exposed breast. It was perfectly shaped and beautiful. "You're gorgeous, Perona. Every bit of you," Ben remarked as he leaned forward and kissed the upper curve of her breast. He then kissed the side.
"Ahhh!" Perona moaned as her fingers dug into his shoulders. "Do you," she whimpered. "Do you really like them that much?" she asked,
Ben kissed her breast once more. His lips touched the bare skin and he moved back. "Does that answer your question?" Ben asked.
Perona's fingers slid into his hair, "Don't stop," she whispered.
Ben touched her right breast. He moved it in a clockwise direction. He moved it in a circle. He felt her breast was firm but soft. He smiled.
"Ben," Perona moaned.
Ben smiled. He saw her erect nipple. "Beautiful," Ben said as he leaned forward and took it into his mouth, His lips were firmly around her nipple and sucked it.
"Ben!" Perona cried out. She felt a jolt of electricity shoot straight from her breast to between her legs.
Ben used his tongue to flick lightly over the tip. He circled the base before sucking harder. He moved his head up and down slowly. At the same time, his other hand pushed the rest of the material aside. Her other nipple was now exposed. He rolled it between his fingers. He used his fingers and moved it up and down.
Perona's hips shifted restlessly. She felt like her mind was melting into a gothic haze. She pressed her thighs together. She could feel a heavy, damp heat developing in her panties. "Ben," she moaned.
Ben increased the speed. His tongue was flicking faster and faster over her erect nipple.
"Ben, keep going," she moaned. He could hear her breath coming in frantic, shallow pants. He sucked harder. His lips were locked tight around her.
"Yes! Ben, yes," Perona shrieked. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She summoned a negative hollow which started to squirm.
Ben finally let go with a wet pop. He looked at her wet, glistening nipple and smiled.
Perona's face was flushed a deep crimson. "Keep going," she pleaded. "I feel something strange," she said.
"I'm going to make you very happy, Perona," Ben promised. "Just let it happen," he said as he leaned toward her other breast and put his mouth over her nipple. He sucked it even faster than before. His fingers pinched and rolled the first nipple, which was now sensitive and dripping.
"Ahhh," Perona's moans grew louder. Her heart was pounding like a drum against her ribs. The intensity was overwhelming. "Ben, that feels too good," she cried as she pulled him closer.
He grazed her nipple with his teeth just enough to make her gasp and then squeezed her breast firmly. His thumb flicked the tip in rapid circles. His mouth was sucking her nipple hard.
Perona was trembling now. There were small shivers running through her entire body. Her thighs clenched tight.
Ben pulled back just enough to speak against her damp skin. "You're so beautiful when you lose control like this," he murmured. He took both breasts in his hands and pushed them together so the nipples touched. He flicked them both at once with his thumbs.
"Hohoho," Perona screamed softly. Her head fell back. Her mind was going completely blank. "I can feel it," she said.
He went back to her nipples and alternated between the left and right. He was sucking one while rolling the other with his fingers. He was moving faster and harder with every second.
Perona's hands clutched his shoulders as if her life depended on it. "Ben, please! I can't," she said. Her body was quivering in his arms.
Ben sealed his lips around her nipple one last time. He drew it deep and swirled his tongue in heavy circles. He squeezed her breast firmly and pushed the nipple into his mouth.
Perona's back arched sharply. Her hips bucked off the bed. "Ben!" she shouted as she hit a massive orgasm. Her body shuddered violently and sent waves of pleasure through her. She was cumming hard. Her pussy was soaking her clothes even without being touched. The negative follow laid on the ground.
She held onto him for dear life. Her eyes glassy and dazed as the peaks of her pleasure slowly subsided. She panted. Her chest was heaving. "What was that?" she asked breathlessly.
Ben kissed the valley between her breasts tenderly. He lifted his head to meet her gaze. His eyes were full of warmth. "That was to show how much I love you," he said.
Perona laid on her back. Her breasts and nipples were exposed to the air. "That was intense," Perona said. She looked at Ben on top of her. She looked and saw the bed sheet was still covering his bottom. "It is time for the quest," she said.
"Are you sure?" Ben asked.
"I am," Perona stated. "Now lay on your back," she said as she gently pushed Ben back.
Ben smiled and kissed her forehead. "As you wish," he whispered. He got up and laid on his back. "I love you," he said.
Perona floated above the bed for a moment. Her pink pigtails swayed. "I only saw it yesterday," she said as her hollow floated upwards and took the sheet off.
Ben`s ten inch penis was on display. She saw his thick heavy rod. "It is gigantic," she remarked.
"Cute?" Ben teased. He had a smile on his face.
"Not cute," Perona replied with a smile as she floated on the bed. "It is something else," she added. "But I will now give you a footjob," she said as she positioned her two pale, dainty feet strategically against Ben's torso.
Ben smiled. "Will this be your first one?" he teased.
"It will be my first time touching that monster," Perona shouted as her cheeks were red.
Ben giggled. "I know and I thank you for it," Ben said. "And doing it for me," he added.
"You are a shameless egoist," Perona remarked as she tilted her head and looked down her nose at him.
Her soft soles touched his cock, and she let out a tiny, stifled gasp at the heat radiating from him. "It is so hard," she remarked. She began to rub her feet along his shaft. She used her toes to knead the center of his length. She held his penis as she moved her feet. She thought she was using her feet to touch it.
"Perona, this is incredible," Ben groaned. He thought Perona`s feet were touching his penis.
Perona smirked. Her ego inflated along with his arousal. "Of course it is! You're being touched by me, after all," she said.
She moved one foot to the very head of his penis. She slowly swirled her big toe around the sensitive slit while her other foot gripped the base. She could feel the raw power of him throbbing against her arches.
Ben felt every inch of his penis being meticulously massaged by her cool, silky skin. "Perona," Ben groaned.
Perona bit her lower lip. Her large eyes widened as she felt his pulse quicken. She moved her feet up and down his penis. Her one foot was near the top and the other at the bottom.
"This is my first time and I am touching it with my feet," Perona said. She thought this was interesting. Her voice was a mix of a pout and a purr. She kept stroking him. Her toes curled around his girth. "You really are the most troublesome man in the world," she said as she moved her feet on his thick penis.
Ben looked at her. Her cheeks were flushed. There was a sparkle in her eyes. She looked utterly entranced. "I love you, Perona," Ben said with a grin.
"Horo! Such a naughty Captain," Perona giggled.
She increased her pace. Her feet were working hard on his penis. She watched Ben's face closely. Perona moved her soles together. She trapped his shaft perfectly in the center. She began to slide up and down with a rapid, wet friction. She felt his head expand and throb against her skin.
Perona's eyes flashed. She shifted her weight to drive her pale soles against his shaft with a frantic speed. Her toes curled tightly around the head of his penis. She pumped his penis. Her soles were touching his penis. She was going up and down his shaft.
"Horo-horos," Perona moaned as she watched his muscles pulse. Her feet moved so fast they became a pink-toed whirlwind. She was going faster and faster. Her feet were going up and down his penis.
"It feels good," Ben groaned as he felt her feet.
Perona thought her sisters said to vary the pace. She smiled and slowed down abruptly. She pressed her heels firmly into the base of his rod and began to slide her feet upward with long, deliberate strokes that took an eternity to reach the tip. She used the soft, sensitive skin of her arches to savor every pulsing vein. Her toes splayed wide as they dragged over the swollen head. "This must be feeling good," she said as she watched the pre-cum coat her soles in a thick, silvery sheen.
"It does," Ben said.
Perona smiled as she increased her pace. She trapped his cock firmly between her soles and squeezed with all her might as she hammered him. Her breath was coming in short, excited gasps. Perona was focused entirely on his penis. She moved her feet in a wild, erratic manner. Her feet were sliding up and down on his penis.
She kept going for 7 minutes.
"I'm close, Perona," Ben warned,
Perona's eyes lit up with predatory joy. She did long, demanding strokes. Her feet were going up and down on his penis. "Go on then," Perona said. "Show the proof of our love," she added as she stroked his penis faster and faster with her feet.
"I'm cumming," Ben roared.
The first shot spurted out with massive force and landed right across Perona's pale, blushing face. The second shot hit her ruffled top and soaked the fabric. The third shot landed squarely on her stomach. The fourth shot hit her shorts. The fifth shot hit her legs. The sixth shot hit her feet and covered it.
"Horo you made a mess all over me," she said. Her voice was dazed. Her own panties were soaked through. Her nipples were exposed to the air. She floated above as she looked down at his penis. "I have to go wash this off," she said. "You egoist," she added with a smile on her face. She turned and floated away.
"I love you," Ben said as she floated out of the door. Ben thought that was one way to wake up. He smiled and thought he should do some more training,
Meanwhile, in a different room in the Kuja castle, Hancock bolted upright. She had just woken up. Her chest was heaving as she let out a jagged, frantic pant. Her skin was slightly flushed. There was a fine mist of sweat on her face. She looked around the room with wide, dazed eyes. She thought she was about to kiss Ben and then it all went black.
"Sister," Marigold said.
"You're awake," Sandersonia added. They both had worried expressions.
Gloriosa was right behind her. Next to her Uta, Mikita, and Conis watched the Empress. They had been invited by Gloriosa.
"Is she going to be okay?" Conis asked softly as her small white wings fluttered.
"She looks like she's burning up," Uta remarked as she looked at the Empress.
"Maybe I should go get Kaya?" Conis asked.
Gloriosa pounded her staff against the floor and shook her head. "Medicine cannot take this away, girl," she responded. "Love Sickness is a wild, ancient disease. It strikes the heart like a hurricane and leaves the body a wreck," she said.
Uta`s eyes widened. "Sounds like a horrible disease," she said.
Mikita leaned against the wall. A playful smirk on her lips. "Oh, don't worry, Granny. Ben will cure it," she remarked. "He has a way of fixing things in his own way," she said.
"Ben," Enishia muttered from the doorway. Her face turned pink as she thought of the elephant trunk.
Gloriosa ignored her. She looked at Conis. She stared at the girl's pristine white wings and then at the small, flickering flame."You," Gloriosa whispered. "Those wings and that fire. What are you? Are you a Lunarian?" she asked. She thought that description does not match entirely.
Conis tilted her head. "I'm just a Skypiean. But I ate a Devil Fruit that gives me these flames," she replied. "Why? Is something wrong?" she asked.
Hancock pushed herself off the bed. "Lunarian?" she repeated. She had heard of the name in the past. "The race of gods that lived on the Red Line?" she asked.
"Ashivra is the Lunarian," Mikita replied casually.
"Ben did mention she was special," Uta added.
Gloriosa's jaw hit the floor. She gripped her staff so hard her knuckles turned white. "A Lunarian?!" she exclaimed. "The World Government is hunting them to the ends of the earth. They are supposed to be extinct. To have one on a pirate ship is to invite the wrath of the entire world," she added.
"Let them come," Mikita said. "She is our sister, we'll protect her," Mikita stated.
"Yeah," Uta agreed. "Ben doesn't care who is hunting us," she said. "When I was traveling with my dad, he mentioned the Lunarians once. He said they were the strongest survivors in history," she said.
Gloriosa turned slowly toward the girl. "Your dad? Who is your father that speaks of such forbidden things?" she asked.
"Shanks," Uta replied with a bright, innocent smile.
Gloriosa staggered back. Her heart nearly stopped. "Red-Haired Shanks? The Yonko?" she questioned. "How? How does this man do it? A Skypiean, a Lunarian, the daughter of a Yonko, and a Princess all on one ship?" she asked.
Hancock didn't seem to care about the political nightmare Gloriosa was describing. She stood up fully. Her long hair cascaded down her back. Her eyes were fixed on the door. The heat in her chest wasn't going away.
"The daughter of a Yonko, a god of the Red Line or a princess," Hancock whispered to herself. Her hands clenched into fists. "None of it matters. I need that kiss. I won't faint this time," she stated.
"Call him once," she said.
"Yes," Enishida replied.