One Piece : Start As Celestial Dragon And Take Down Hancock

Robin felt the undeniable response from Lakeman as his hard dick pressed against her pussy from below, sending a shiver of excitement through her body. Her movements grew more confident and deliberate, her hips swaying with tantalizing moves. 

She leaned in, her lips brushing against his before claiming them in a deep, lingering kiss. Slowly, she captured his lower lip between hers, teasing it with a soft suckle, then shifted to his upper lip, alternating her affections with a seductive rhythm. Her tongue ventured forward, seeking entry, and Lakeman parted his lips in welcome.

As their tongues entwined, Robin's hands drifted down to unbutton his shirt, her fingers moving with practiced ease. Despite her focus on undressing him, her hips never stopped their enticing motion, grinding against his hard dick with increasing fervor, each movement designed to provoke a response.

Lakeman, captivated by her boldness, felt compelled to reciprocate. His hands rose instinctively to her chest, his touch firm yet soft as he began to unbutton her shirt, savoring the curve of her body beneath his fingertips. But Robin caught his wrists gently, her touch firm but tender, guiding his hands away.

"Master," she murmured against his lips, her voice low and sultry, "allow this slave to serve you as you deserve. There's no need for you to lift a finger."

She activated her Devil Fruit abilities with a playful smile, summoning two pairs of hands. One set began undressing herself with an elegant precision while the other worked on Lakeman's shirt. Her hands remained wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, her lips locked onto him in a passionate, fervent kiss. Her tongue danced with his, a sensual battle of dominance that left neither willing to retreat.

In moments, their upper bodies were naked, the warm glow of intimacy wrapping around them like a cocoon. Robin pressed her bare breasts against Lakeman's chest, her skin soft and inviting as she moved her hips in perfect rhythm with his reactions.

"You taste divine, Master," she whispered between heated kisses, her breath warm against his lips. Her eyes locked onto his, glimmering with a mix of submission and desire. "Let me show you the extent of my devotion."

Her grinding intensified, her every motion calculated to ignite a deeper hunger within him. Lakeman's blood-red eyes burned with a mix of control and indulgence, his hands resting on her waist as he allowed her to take the lead, her movements a symphony of grace and passion.

Robin, emboldened by his quiet acceptance, deepened her kisses, her tongue exploring every inch of his mouth with fervent intensity. Her lips never faltered, her breath mingling with his as they became lost in each other, the world around them fading into oblivion.

After a while, they reluctantly parted their mouths, their breaths coming in heavy, uneven gasps. A glistening strand of saliva stretched between their lips, shimmering in the dim light—a tangible testament to the fervor of their shared passion. Their eyes met, heavy with desire, as their electric silence spoke volumes more than words ever could.

Robin rose slightly, her phantom hands materializing once more with seamless precision. In a fluid motion, they stripped away both their remaining garments, exposing their naked body to each other.

Lakeman's gaze lingered on Robin, his eyes tracing her sinful curves. Her body was a masterpiece, sculpted to perfection, and months of specialized training and carefully calibrated nutrient solutions transformed her physique, refining it to rival the stunning allure she once displayed in the Alabasta arc during the original anime, though now further enhanced. Despite her youthful age, her form radiated a mature grace, her fair, porcelain-like skin untouched by any tan, reminiscent of her post-time skip beauty in its entire splendor.

He couldn't help but feel drawn to her, his desire intensifying as he took in the sinful allure of her figure. Her body was not just attractive—it was magnetic, exuding a charm that seemed crafted to ensnare the senses, telling him to fuck her senseless.

Robin's gaze was equally captivated. Lakeman's physique was divine, reminiscent of a Greek god. His frame was muscular without excess, perfectly proportioned to exude power and elegance. Eight-pack abs chiseled with precision, slender yet strong legs and arms, and his prominent cock below left no doubt about his masculine presence. His handsome face, framed by platinum blond hair and blood-red eyes, completed the vision, making him a figure capable of captivating the hearts of countless beauties.

They simply embraced for a moment, the air between them heavy with unspoken desire, as if time had paused to honor their connection.

"Master, let me serve you," Robin whispered softly, her voice carrying both reverence and a hint of vulnerability. Yet within, her heart churned with a chaotic blend of emotions—satisfaction, love, and a constant reminder of her mission. She silently repeated to herself, 'Robin, you're not enjoying this. You're doing this for the Poneglyphs.'

Despite the fierce battle raging within her mind, she never faltered. Her resolve remained steady, and she masked her inner turmoil with a charming smile that radiated devotion. Gently taking Lakeman's hand, she guided him to the bed. He laid down, and his gaze locked onto her with an intensity that seemed to strip her bare even further. His imposing dick stood tall with impatience, and Robin couldn't help but notice how his eyes devoured every movement she made as she climbed onto the bed with deliberate seduction.

She moved with the grace of a dancer, her every step and sway designed to captivate him. Kneeling over him, she placed her hands on his chest, her delicate fingers brushing against his skin as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock. His cock nestled perfectly between her soft, rounded asscheeks as she began to sway her hips in a tantalizing rhythm, grinding her ass against his dick seductively.

"Master," she murmured, her voice thick with allure as she met his gaze, "are you enjoying this humble slave's service?"

Pah

Lakeman's response was swift and assertive. His hand came down on her ass with a sharp slap, the sound of impact reverberating through the room as her supple flesh rippled beneath his touch. Robin gasped lightly, but her lips curled into a subtle, inviting smile.

"Of course, my dear slave," Lakeman replied, his voice laced with satisfaction as he traced the curve of her ass. "It feels as though you were born for the sole purpose of pleasing me."

His words, dripping with dominance, sent a jolt through her. Despite her inner conflict, Robin maintained her alluring composure, continuing to move her hips against him, her eyes locked onto his as she sought to drown out her thoughts and fulfill the role she had committed herself to play.

After teasing him for what felt like an eternity, Robin lifted her hips slightly, her delicate hands resting firmly on Lakeman's chest for support. Her phantom hands materialized again—one wrapping around his dick with a deliberate, confident touch while the other moved to her pussy. She gently parted the soft folds, revealing the tender pink skin that glistened with anticipation.

Guiding him carefully, she aligned his dick with the entrance to her pussy, pausing momentarily to rub it along the sensitive area. Her eyes met his, a smoldering intensity passing between them as her lips curled into a faint, teasing smile. 

Then, with purpose, she lowered herself, her hips descending in one fluid motion. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she took his dick entirely inside her, the warmth of her pussy welcoming him with ease.

"Ohh…"

The moan was breathy, almost involuntary, as her pleasure surfaced. She adjusted to his size for a brief moment before beginning to move, her hips rising and falling in a slow, deliberate rhythm. She took his dick deeper with each descent, her movements growing bolder as her confidence soared.

Pah.

Pah.

Pah.

"Aah…"

Lakeman's crimson eyes never wavered, fixed on her as she rode him with unrestrained passion. Her movements were captivating, each thrust causing her full breasts to bounce enticingly, their natural rhythm drawing his gaze.

Pah

Pah

 Her firm, shapely ass collided with his thighs, the sound of their union echoing like a melody of desire. The warmth of her pussy, wet and tight, enveloped his dick completely, each contraction and movement sending waves of pleasure through his body.

"Master," Robin murmured, her voice trembling with emotion and desire, "does this humble slave please you?" Her words carried a mix of devotion and longing, her gaze searching his for affirmation even as her body continued its rhythm.

Lakeman's hand came down on her ass with a firm slap, the sharp sound reverberating through the room. Her flesh rippled under the impact, and a surprised gasp escaped her lips, quickly followed by a sultry smile.

Smack.

"Of course, my dear slave," Lakeman replied, his voice deep and commanding. "It's a perfect fit—it's as though your pussy were made for my dick."

Robin's heart skipped at his shameful words, a flush rising to her cheeks as her movements grew more fervent. She leaned forward slightly, her hands caressing his chest as her hips worked in tandem with her desire. Her earlier purpose of serving him for her mission had faded into the background, overtaken by the undeniable pleasure coursing through her body.

Pah

Pah

"Aah, Master," she cried out, her moans growing louder, unrestrained as her body moved with reckless abandon. Her curves moved like a mesmerizing dance, every sway of her hips designed to bring them closer together.

Lakeman, ever composed even in his pleasure, raised a hand and activated a sound barrier, sealing the room in silence to the outside world. The sounds of their passion now existed only for them, a private symphony of their debauchery

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