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You jumped on the Red Force's deck, and were instantly handed a crying baby boy who calmed down as soon as he was placed into your arms.
"Shh, it's okay Ray, Mom's here, everything's fine," you murmured softly to your son, and carefully wiped the tears on his face.
A couple of sniffles later, he had yawned and closed his eyes. You smiled and gently kissed his forehead. No doubt your little prince had exhausted himself crying. You rocked him in your arms for a moment, eventually noticing the relieved looks of the rest of the crew. However, you also noticed two red-heads missing from the tired-looking crowd.
"Where are Shanks and Ariel ?" you asked with a hint of worry.
"Taking a nap in your quarters to make time go faster until you're back," Beckman replied while massaging his temples. "The kids have been cryin' a lot since you left."
You winced. You knew that leaving for several days in a row when your children were so young would be rough on them. No matter how soothingly you told them that it would not last long and you would be back as quickly as you could, your voice could only convey so much information since words were still hard to understand for their young minds. Unfortunately, Dressrosa was depending on too many specific events to leave it to chance, and you knew it was vital to have this arc under control.
You had been lucky with Punk Hazard, since an experiment going south had awoken a dormant volcano, and by the time Aokiji had arrived, the climate of the island had already been permanently disrupted. The island had ended with the dual landscape it was supposed to have in the original timeline, but you were not willing to leave everything to Fate when it came to Doflamingo. Even less so after Sabo had snailed to inform you the next Colosseum Games' prize was going to be Akainu's Magu Magu no Mi.
So you had left with Ketchup, and felt like three quarters of your heart had stayed on the Red Force as you did so. You hugged your baby boy a little tighter against you for a minute, then smiled reassuredly to your First Mate.
"Sorry about that, I had to make sure things would proceed without a hitch. Everything went well, though. I shouldn't have to leave again for a few weeks, maybe even months," you summed up and noticed how several crewmembers thanked the Sea and looked insanely relieved at the news. Granted, it was breaking your heart a bit to let the tragedy of Zou happen, but you knew how vital it was to let this arc unfold as naturally as it could. No matter how much you wanted to take Jack's life for all the horrors he had done and would do.
"Yeah, looks like Luffy and his friends kicked some major ass," Beckman replied, which pulled you out of your somber thoughts and back to the Red Force. "Didn't see you in the papers about the battle, though," your First Mate added like a question, and you shook your head.
"They didn't need my help in the end. I just made sure they were all okay and left. Well, after I took a few minutes to chat with the new Admiral," you remembered with a fond expression.
Fujitora had been as calm and concerned with civilians' safety and protection as you had hoped he would be, which had greatly assuaged your worries. Of course, on the other hand, that now made two out of three Admirals you really did not want to have to fight, which was not ideal in case the Marines decided to launch a major assault on your Emperor. Hopefully, it would not come to that.
"You fucking what ?" Limejuice asked you incredulously.
"He seems to be a kind man, very concerned with civilians' safety and doing right by them," you confirmed with an innocent smile, perfectly conscious that you were being a little shit. "We shared a cup of tea before I left, he was even nice enough to order his men to let me go without starting a fight. I think he didn't want to cause more bloodshed."
You barely got the time to grin at the completely done-with-this-shit expression most of your friends were making before a door opened, and your husband walked on deck with your daughter clinging to him like a baby koala.
"Sweetheart ! You're back !" Shanks smiled brightly.
"Mama !" your daughter exclaimed happily.
In the next second, the four of you were sharing a family hug, your Emperor and you carefully making sure your kids would not be crushed between you.
"How was Dressrosa ?" Shanks asked you after you all sat at a table.
"Pretty intense, but all went well. Luffy kicked Doflamingo's ass, Law got some closure with his past, Sabo ate the Magu Magu no Mi, I had a little chat with Issho, and then I left," you said as you adjusted your hold on your son and gave your daughter a big smooch on the cheek, which had her giggling.
"Issho ?" Shanks asked with a curious look.
"Admiral Fujitora. Nice man, good at his job, we parted in pretty good terms when he realised neither of us wanted to start a fight in a half-destroyed city full of injured people," you repeated, and watched your husband pout.
"What is it with Marines trying to seduce you ?"
You snorted very inelegantly at the remark.
"As if. We shared a cup of tea and landed on mutual respect, that's all. Anyway, he plans to spearhead a campaign to abolish the Warlord system, you might want to give Mihawk a head's up about it."
"He what !?" Gab exclaimed, then shut up when Ray whined in his sleep and everyone glared at him for almost waking up the little boy.
"Well, between what Crocodile did in Alabasta and what Doflamingo did in Dressrosa, he's got pretty good arguments against giving pirates a government pass to do any and all kinds of horrors in exchange of some sort of alliance they don't always honour," you developped while softly rocking Ray in your arms to ensure he would remain asleep. "I think he'll bring it up at the next Reverie, and with two kings backing him up plus the public rallying behind the motion… he's got a good chance of success."
"You think it'll mean more fights for us ?" Beckman asked you seriously.
You thought about it for a moment, then made an uncertain expression.
"Truth be told, I'm not sure. It will be a major rearrangement of the world's current power balance, however, so it's likely to stir things up until a new equilibrium is found."
"Guess we'll just have to be a little more on our guard for the months to come, lads," Shanks shrugged good-heartedly. "Nothing we haven't faced before."
Most people nodded, but then Hongo spoke up.
"Now that this is settled, Y/N, you're not allowed to leave again for so long. Doctor's orders. I'm not dealing with Ray's cries for you eight days in a row ever again."
"Make it Captain's orders too," Shanks smirked.
"Mama leaf ?" Ariel asked with big sad eyes, and you immediately put a hand on her cheek to reassure her.
"No no no my princess, Mom's not leaving. Mom's staying."
"Thanks the Sea, we're gonna get some sleep again," Bonk yawned.
"Oh come on, it can't have been that bad ?" you laughed.
A unanimous crowd looked at you with a mix of exhaustion and fear in their eyes.
Yeah, maybe it was for the best that you avoided leaving for so long again. Hopefully the next events would go smoothly as well, and any intervention you would have to make would be quick. Thinking about interventions suddenly reminded you of the offer you had made, however, and you snapped your fingers.
"Oh, before I forget, can someone get me a den-den mushi ? I promised Sengoku I'd try to arrange a call for him," you asked and used your free hand to get the paper with the Fleet Admiral's private number out of one of your hidden pockets.
Shanks blinked incredulously for a grand total of two seconds.
"Babe, sweetheart, my amazing and beautiful goddess of a wife, I love you, but what the fuck ?" your husband asked you with wide eyes.
"I told him I'd try to arrange a call with his long-lost grandson if he let me kill Doflamingo without making a fuss," you hummed. "I still threatened him so he'd have something more acceptable to put on his report, obviously. You know how it goes."
"The Fleet Admiral has a grandson !?" Yasopp exclaimed.
"That he does, and it's going to give him a few more things to talk about with Garp," you replied with an amused smile. "Don't worry about it, they just both need some closure and maybe a chance to talk through some stuff. Maybe create some sort of family bond despite being on opposite sides of the law."
"So that's why your bounty did not rise much," Beckman nodded in understanding. "I thought the jump was a bit low for killin' an ex-Celestial Dragon Warlord and threatening the Fleet Admiral, but if Sengoku actually owes you that kind of debt, it makes sense."
"Oh, I didn't get a chance to see my new bounty, where do I stand now ?" you asked curiously.
"Three and a half billion berries," Hongo answered. "Captain's still at four."
"Nice," you grinned appreciatively.
Then Bonk's monkey brought you a den-den mushi, and you thanked him with a smile before standing up, Ray still sleeping soundly against your chest. Snailing your youngest brother to tell him Law had to call his grandfather was undoubtedly a private kind of call, after all, and it was likely to take a while with how distracted Luffy could get.
-o-oOo-o-
You put Ray back in his crib for the night, checked swiftly on Ariel's starfish sleeping form on her own set of sheets, and stretched before you went back to join your husband in bed.
"I missed you," you told him as you pulled yourself against his warm body.
"Hmm, same here." Shanks replied with a grin and immediately set to capture your lips in a sensual kiss.
You melted under the sweet and tantalizing gesture, then let out a little gasp when you felt his fingers caress your thigh and glide under your shorts.
"Shanks," you warned him as you broke the kiss, feeling both aroused and in the unfortunate position of having to be the reasonable one, "remember what we said about sex when the kids are in the room ?"
"No idea what you're talking about, I'm just kissing you," he grinned like the smug and tempting pirate he was.
"You- ugh," you groaned, then pulled the sheets off and walked to the door of the shower stall.
"Something the matter, babe ?" your husband asked, still grinning.
You turned in his direction and stared at him for a grand total of three seconds, just enough to realise he was being a little shit on purpose despite knowing exactly what you were doing. So you bit your lower lip while maintaining eye contact, and started to slowly pull down the straps of your tank top. Shanks' eyes followed the motion with a hunger you knew well.
"Just thought we could keep our little tradition of you railing me senseless everytime I come back from a journey. Of course, if you're not up for it, I can-"
Shanks was out of the bed by the next second. In two steps, he had joined you and was holding your ass. You automatically crossed your legs around his hips, and chuckled as you opened the door as quickly as you could.
"Thought you'd never ask," the red-head laughed against your neck as he brought you to the shower stall and kicked the the door close behind you. "You've kept me waiting way too long, sweetheart."
"Less talking, more fucking," you smirked, and felt Shanks' erection jerk against your clothed pussy at the commanding words.
"Someone's feeling bossy tonight," he replied teasingly against your skin, and started to lavish it in bites and kisses that had you panting with desire in no time.
In a swift move, you left his hold, reversed your positions, and pushed your husband against the wall. His eyebrows shot up in surprise for a second, but then he noticed your mischievous grin and his gaze turned interested. When you dropped on your knees, you saw his interest turn heated.
"Are you complaining, Captain ?" you teased as you pushed his underwear down his legs.
"Fuck no," he replied as he put his hand on your head and started stroking your hair.
"Good."
You made sure to keep eye contact when you wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock, then applied your tongue as low as you could and slowly licked your way up his shaft, ending with a little flick on the head. The movement had him swallow a grunt, and you watched a bead of precum roll in response to the very obvious promise you were making.
"Don't make too much noise or I'll stop," you challenged your husband and he immediately groaned.
"Come on babe, you're- oh yes just like that," he cut himself off in a moan as you wrapped your lips around the top of his cock and slowly covered it in saliva to ease the coming movements of your head.
You started applying more pressure with your tongue on the sensitive vein right under the head, then slowly began to take more of his shaft into your mouth. The hand that was not holding the base of his cock caressed his leg, then you put it on his hip as a reminder not to move.
"Fuck I missed your mouth," Shanks groaned as you bobbed your head to take more of his cock between your lips. His hand tightened the grip on your hair, but the second another, louder moan escaped his lips, you pulled out completely.
"Wait wait no babe- ugh," your husband protested, but you put both hand on his hips and ignored the light pressure on your head. You smirked and watched him bite his lips for a second as he let his head fall against the wall with a chuckle and a grin. "You're a fucking tease."
"And you like it. Remember, be quiet," you reminded him happily, then went back to caress his thighs and wrap your lips against his cock once again. This time, you started using one of your hand to pump the lower half of his dick in rythm with your head bobbing up and down.
The muffled groans and barely refrained moans went straight to your core, and you felt your pussy start to clench at the sounds of pleasure echoing in the bathroom. When you felt Shanks was getting close to lose control over his voice, you used the hand that was still caressing his hip to get between his legs and start massaging his balls. The reaction was instantaneous.
"Oh yes fuck keep doing that I'm go- no no no don't !" you pulled back again, and even shook your head in mock disappointment.
"Really, it's like you're not even trying to stay quiet, my love."
The black and hungry gaze staring back at you almost made you give up on your game, but you hold on to your resolve. You would pay for it later, no doubt about that, but for now, you were the one in command. And you knew Shanks loved relishing control to you as much as he liked taking the reins, anyway.
"Sweetheart ?"
"Yes dear ?" you smiled and batted your eyes innocently.
"Please get your wonderful mouth back on my dick," he asked you with a tense smile, and his breathing shorter than usual.
You smirked, and did exactly that. This time, you went back deep on his cock straight away as you took hold of his shaft, and hummed to add some vibrations to his pleasure at the same time you used your power to stimulate the blood inside his shaft.
You heard a choked gasp, and then muffled pants, with a few sounds escaping your lover's lips here and there, and even a few moans he failed to contain as you bobbed your head further and faster on his dick. Then you relaxed your throat, and took his entire member in your mouth in the next go. That move forced him to bring his hand to his mouth in a hurry and bite his fist to avoid making any sound that would make you stop. His muffled groan of unbriddled pleasure made your own arousal sore and wetness pool between your legs.
Still, you could feel his harsh breathing and the way his abs kept tensing. You stayed there for a couple seconds, to give him time to adjust to the sensations, and then swallowed around his cock, which elicited a muffled moan of pure bliss. He even put his hand back on your head.
"Again. Please, fucking do that again," Shanks begged in between pants.
Instead of doing it immediately, you hummed around his dick, and his grip on your hair tightened while he clenched his jaw. And then, you swallowed again, which seemed to bring your husband to the brink of his climax.
"Babe pleas- oh fuck yes !" he moaned as you started going up and down on him, taking him to the back of your throat with every movement, and you even had to put both hands on his hips to prevent him from moving and trying to fuck your mouth.
"Yes yes yes go on, fuck I'm close, please babe, can I-"
You did not even let him finish his question, knowing what permission he was asking for, and only deep-throated him again, humming and swallowing at the same time you gave his blood the most subtle encouragment, which was enough to send him over the edge.
"FUCK !"
You felt the hot strings of his cum shoot down your throat, and swallowed once more to both prolong his orgasm and make sure you would not choke on it. Once you were sure he was done painting your throat in white, you slowly pulled out, and stood up with a small satisfied smile. The tiles of the bathroom stall were not the most comfortable place to kneel on, but damn if the pleasure of blowing Shanks did not make up for it.
According to the way your husband was panting and looking at you like a starving man, he definitely agreed with it. Before you could do anything more than teasingly wipe your lips with your thumb, he grabbed the hem of your shorts and brought you against him to kiss you deeply, pushing past your lips to dive inside your mouth and make you moan.
You had been surprised the first time, but Shanks had just told you he loved tasting the two of you in a kiss, and since you had no objection – truth be told, the way he had phrased it made it sound much more erotic than you had ever thought such a filthy thing could be – kissing after giving or receiving oral had become a staple of your sex life.
By the time you felt dazed by the kiss, Shanks had pulled your shorts down your legs and was tugging at your tank top.
"Get that off and turn around," he told you, and while you did get your top off, you adressed him a teasing smile before you put both hands against the wall and arched your back to give him a nice view of your ass.
"Who's feeling bossy now ?" you grinned, then gasped when you felt deft fingers glide between your legs and press on your clit, just as his strong chest was plastered against your back, spreading warmth on your skin.
"And you like it. Remember, be quiet," Shanks whispered against your ear, using your previous words against you with his stubble lightly scratching your neck and a grin obvious in his voice.
"Oh now that's fucking unfa-mmmh," you moaned as his index and middle fingers parted your folds and pushed into you, his palm pressing against your clit as his dick already started to harden again against your ass.
"You knew what you were getting into when you pulled that stunt, sweetheart."
You closed your eyes in anticipated bliss while a shiver ran down your spine at the delicious threat. Seas, the things that man did to you.