With a hand buried deep in her crotch, feeling an uncomfortable itch, her presence clutched against a corner of the room, Isabel watched what for her was a very interesting movie.
Initially, there were complex feelings; she dared admit even a bit of jealousy. The man she had just kissed, flirted with, and spent a good time with today was currently making love to another woman, in front of her, no less.
The bitterness was apparent, but at the same time. It was her first time watching someone else do it. Had she done it in the past? Yes, had it felt good...? No.
'And yet... why does she scream like that?' She wondered as she watched Gion jump and moan.
Other than with the love of her life, Maximus, there was no way that a profane act bereft of love could ever feel nice. Her first man and only man had been a world noble that perished centuries ago... she had done it a handful of times, sired many children that had left descendants that were now known as the Saints Esquivel, who ruled over the redline alongside the rest of the world nobles.
She had accomplished her duty, but...
"Ahhn!~ S-so good, Veyron! T-This cock, I love it so much!~"
If not for watching the Admiral shamelessly hook her arms at either side of the sofa, slamming her ass as hard as she could on her lover's cock, enjoying it with ecstasy, screaming loud enough that it could be heard outside if not for the noise of the waves hitting against the ship's carcass...
If not for watching that huge sturdy object go in and out of that wet slimy cave, squishing scents lewder than anything her nose had ever smelled. Making her even stare aghast at the fact that... a vagina could actually get wet, just like hers was.
If not for that young man who elicited new feelings in her, grunting and enjoying that woman's body with gritted teeth as he clung onto her fat ass for his life, as if she were not in the room.
If not for those, she wouldn't have noticed that... even though she accomplished her duty as a woman, as a knight... she had miserably failed in being one, feeling like one, enjoying like one... throughout a thousand years of her life.
...
While Saint Isabel Esquivel experienced an existential crisis... Shironeko Gion was in the midst of experiencing an existential climax.
Her shame and embarrassment had lasted too little... what had been like a spark had no doubt transformed into a sea of scalding flames in her womb that sought relief. She was a woman after all, a woman with needs, a woman who desired to be loved... that overwhelming desire for justice was only equivalent to that unquenchable desire to be loved, appreciated.
She wanted her man to make love to her every day.
But that couldn't be...
"A-Ahn~ d-do you love me?" She asked Veyron, sincerely. She had felt his love with her vagina, but now she needed to hear his words.
Veyron, who was in the midst of enjoying her insides in a near-trance state, opened his eyes a little only for her to stop her movements, nestle him deep inside until his tip kissed her cervix, slanting a moan from them both.
"I asked if you love me" Her predatory instincts took over.
"Gion, I do!" Very much used to her way of loving, Veyron answered alluringly.
"Then say it louder... don't say 'I do' say 'I love you!' You never say that you love me. Why is it? Why is it that you won't say it out loud?".
If he was about to complain about her attitude in public, then she had the right to complain about his attitude in private.
If they weren't going to love each other openly, if they weren't going to make love every day. If they weren't going to have a normal family, a normal relationship.
Then whenever they were together... she needed to feel it ten times more.
She bit her lips, started circling her waist around his crotch, twisting his cock inside her painfully. Veyron whinced in agony, not at the pain, but at his inability to move... he was just on the edge when she stopped.
She took his chin and planted a kiss on his lips, looking all too vulnerable. She knew his weakness: he was a pleaser... the moment she showed a bit of discomfort, he would do all he could to please her.
"Gion, I love you".
"Say it louder, I can't hear you~".
"B-But they will hear outside–"
"Do you think I care? At this point?"
"G-Gion..."
"Let them hear... since we have already someone eavesdropping here~ might as well just let all my crew know how much my man loves me. What would be the problem with that? I am an old woman, you know?" She teased him while working up her waist, her arms clutched around his neck, preventing him from escaping.
She loved this banter... she loved it when he said she wasn't old, that he didn't care about her age.
"How could someone old have a body like this?" He smirked weakly, taking a good handful of her ass.
"You're just saying things~" She licked his tongue playfully.
"I mean it, Gion. I love you, your body, all of you... I'd be good if your crew knew I am your man, though," He pouted jokingly, but in her trance, Gion's hips regained momentum.
"It's okay, they're bound to know... once you get me pregnant, they're going to know".
Her ass started slamming once more, this time with a challenging grimace. They both knew what this meant for both of them.
"G-Gion, hehee... don't joke like that".
"I am not joking".
Her movements sped up. Seeing his frightened expression, she couldn't help but giggle amidst her moans.
"All the time you say you want to get me pregnant... now that I am willing, are you backing off?~"
Veyron bit his lips hard, he took her ass in his hands and went all the way.
!!!
"OH!~"
Now it was Gion's turn to bite her thumb and pull her tongue back into the cave where it belonged as he suddenly started thrusting up fast.
"W-Wait".
She didn't think he'd follow through with her momentum, but upon being challenged, Veyron would never back down.
"Do you think I am scared?~ I have everything I could dream of. I have power, women that love me, an island, my own laboratory... friends, pets... all I am missing is my children".
"Darling, reconsider..." She realised she took the joke too far.
"You won't be able to have children eventually, so... if I want to have several with you, shouldn't we be starting now?~"
His words frightened her. She loved the prospect of kids, but if she started having kids... what about her career? Nevertheless, Veyron spoke the truth, with time, she would be unable to have children... having only one was not what she wanted, she wanted lots of them.
Gion embraced him hard, feeling her own explosion coming along, but apprehension too; she didn't know what to do. The biggest, most primal part of her mind wanted to continue, but she knew... she had a mission. And so, when she felt his cock bulge up, she bit her lips almost until they bled and separated, went on her knees and started sucking.
"Ahh!" Veyron groaned, unable to feel disappointment when subjected to her huge suction, holding her head as she sucked off his climax with fury, jets of semen invaded her throat, jets that could very well have gone inside her womb, yet she restrained.
While sucking, Gion fingered herself into her own climax of frustration at herself, her cowardice, and her inability to make up her mind about what she wanted.
After everything was done, Gion swallowed all, crawled back on the sofa and slumped on it, hugging her lover against her chest.
"W-We have to be careful..."
Veyron didn't say a word, but inwardly, he was a bit disappointed. They had plans, but plans could be reshaped for the sake of happiness.
They rested like that for a moment, eager for another round, the post-nut clarity let them know... they weren't alone in the room. Both looked up to see Isabel standing there, right in front of them, with a deep blush. With one slow movement, her garments started to fall, much to Veyron's shock.
"W-Wait!"
"You two... what's your relationship?" Gion was confused at first merely because he allowed this woman to watch, but now she didn't even know what was what. She could only assume they were in a relationship, but the last thing she expected was for him to get in a relationship with a World Noble.
She knew very well who Saint Isabel Esquivel was... a Knight of God. She wanted to watch them? She wasn't willing to tolerate it... But her horniness and heat took the worst out of her. But now the woman was getting naked in front of her man.
"She's my grandma".
"..."
Gion's brain short-circuited. Of all possible answers in the universe, she didn't expect that.
"G-Grandma?!"
Veyron said those words, trying to deter Isabel from doing something stupid, but the latter paid no heed; rather, she knelt down in front of Veyron, staring at his now flacid cock with interest. She approached and smelled it a bit more with a long whiff that sent both Veyron and even Gion into a fit of embarrassment.
"Isabel..."
"Let me do it..."
He pushed her head away, efforts that weakened at the sight of Isabel's humongous jugs exposed and livid. Gion saw his reaction and sighed.
'There he goes...'
"Let me do it", She insisted, this time with authority, showcasing that she was not under the influence of lust. Her gaze shifted to Gion as if saying, 'give us some space'.
"You may be a knight of God outside of this office... but right now, I am this man's woman. You have no right to tell me to leave".
Isabel frowned, and Veyron laughed a bit, "She's right, Isabel... if you want to do something, you have to do it in front of Gion".
He didn't think she'd dare to. She? A knight of God? Was about to have sex in front of someone else? Let alone, his cock was coated in Gion's juices, surely she wouldn't do something like that... right?
Veyron relaxed and didn't say a word. He stretched his hand to rub Gion's pussy... it was moist and still soaking more and more, it didn't look like it was going to stop. The admiral took his wrist and flinched, but she didn't stop him.
"Ugh!" She reproached herself for being so gullible and knelt down once more once she saw Isabel was just there, lost, like she didn't know what to do.
Isabel and Gion looked at each other, two women of authority... kneeling in front of a dick.
The former looked at the Admiral as if waiting for her to take the initiative just so she could follow, but watching her, Gion felt like teasing her.
"Go on, I thought you wanted to do it?".
"B-But you can just leave the room".
"I am not leaving... you watched... now let me watch".
Gion wasn't going away. The initial embarassment she felt... she wanted the opposite woman to know.
The Knight rolled her eyes in annoyance, but then, with a lot of gallantry, took the bull by their horn and grasped the cock by the base, looking up at Veyron challengingly.
"Just to let you know... I am doing this... out of curiosity, nothing else".
"Curiosity, right?~ and what are you so curious about, granny?~"
"S-Stop calling me that, pervert!".
"But isn't it right?"
"Even if it's right, don't do it! ugh!".
For Isabel, who was battling her own inner demons, being called Grandma didn't do her any favours. She had discovered what lust and desire were... feelings she only felt one more after a thousand years, Maximus long gone.
But this was still her grandson, technically... he was her step-daughter's adoptive son. They were not related by blood. But morally, she couldn't feel any more sinful.
Anymore guilty, any more... excited.
She knew the cock in front of her was soaked in someone else's juices, and yet it looked so...
'Appetising...'
It wasn't until today that she realised lovers partook in such practices... eating up each other's genitalia. Instead of being disgusted, she found it rather romantic.
For her part, Gion didn't know what to think. After all, she knew very well what Isabel's real age was... but her body looked even younger than her own, like a woman in her early thirties, the prime of beauty. Her breasts were perky enough to make her envious, even though hers weren't much worse.
She crossed her arms and waited to see what the woman would do... sharing was not something she was averse to... from the moment they began this relationship, she knew this moment was bound to come.
Only... she didn't think the first woman she'd be sharing the bedroom with would be a world noble.
...
Isabel gave the tip a few furtive licks like a meek cat, just trying to sample the taste.
"It is a bit bitter... but... tasty", She instinctively looked at Gion with a bit of killing intent. It wasn't only Veyron she was tasting. Rather, she was determined to get to the bottom of the scent, remove all of Gion, until only Veyron remained.
She got to work quickly, taking it all in her mouth and eating it out like it was a lolly... it wasn't the right way to do it... But Veyron caressed her hair and let her do whatever she wanted, so long as she didn't bite.
He exhaled a deep breath of resignation.
'How am I going to explain this to my mom...'
He worried, only until he saw the silhouette of Isabel's heart-shaped ass right behind her... he then thought whatever concerns there were... they could wait until they finished what could no longer be stopped.
Isabel was very inexperienced, obviously... but to him, her curiosity was sexy.
Gion, no one to be a bystander, started to play too... she went lower and licked his balls, studying his reaction.
He held both their heads joyfully.
"I like it~" He expressed.
Isabel's eyes shone; she put her hands down, compared to Gion, who was fingering herself without shame; she had her whole focus on Veyron. Her tongue slid down the balls where Gion was. The Admiral groaned in irritation, but since Isabel had cleared the head, she went to give it some attention skilfully.
"Oh~" Veyron moaned, sending a wave of arousal to them. Seeing that his reaction was stronger at the tip, Isabel once more slid her tongue back up where Gion was.
!!!!
"Hey! Pick a place and stick to it!".
"Hmph!"
Isabel paid no heed to Gion's ramblings; instead, she decided to take things further and embraced Veyron's crotch, removing any possibility for Gion to do anything. She started bobbing her head up and down on her own, effectively claiming domination over that area.
'This woman...' Gion's brows twitched, a part of her wanted to push her away, the other part remembered this was a Knight of God.
She grimaced that her first time having a threesome was with someone so uncooperative. Veyron stared at her apologetically and pulled her for a quick kiss.
"Let her be, she's discovering new things".
Having experienced a lot of threesomes, foursomes... even fivesomes. He knew that cooperation was key, not wanting to make only himself feel good, but also the other girls. In this case, Isabel looked like a rabid dog that wanted to gobble up everything for herself.
"You're a sinful brat, do you know that?~".
Gion felt moved and stopped thinking too much about it.
They kissed deeply as Isabel continued her task, Veyron caressed her silver bangs and felt something building up inside of him.
He released his kiss with Gion, "Isabel, I am about to cum uhg–"
The Knight looked up expectantly, and rather than continue as he expected, much to his surprise, she rose and moved away her panties, straddled his hips and smirked, "Then you can go ahead and release it here~".
!!!
Without so much as an explanation, she took her daughter's son's cock deep inside herself. Veyron and Gion were both left out of words at her suddenness. Before Veyron even had time to process what was happening, she started slamming her ass down just as Gion had done a few minutes ago.
"Isabel!".
"Ahn!~"
*SPLURT!*
Gion watched, with a shaking sight, how her man's semen splurted deep inside another woman's womb.
Isabel smiled in joy, feeling her own climax coming through even with very little stimulation. Just feeling that heat in her stomach made her feel full and delighted. She hugged Veyron's head against her breasts and sighed in bliss as he splurted every drop inside.
"Y-You..." Gion was out of words, this woman just came and did what she had been wanting to do, but did not out of...
'A stupid sense of duty...'
By the time Veyron leaned back, he embraced Isabel against his body, spent... confused.
"Isabel, are you crazy!?" He quickly separated from her, aghast.
"That was... great~".
Rather than address the situation, Isabel stared at Veyron with hearts in her eyes, the crescendo of happiness, new feelings... things she had never felt, even with Maximus.
A newfound desire that she thought was long gone within her.
"What if you get pregnant?!" He asked her, distressed.
The woman separated from him just a little and smiled, "What if I get pregnant?~".
"..."
She kissed him one time and strode out of his waist, falling on the opposite end of the sofa with semen trailing down her legs, her eyes covered and still that silly smile on her face as she laughed to no one in particular.
His purple eyes stared at the ceiling in contemplation, rubbing her lower belly. Deep inside her body, she could feel it... It wasn't her first time getting pregnant. The confirmation was not there, but she knew what she had just done.
'Would it be different this time...? Would this descendance not shame me? Embarrass me...? Make me feel disgusted at what I have created...?'
"I guess... hahaha... I really do want to live..."
"..."
Veyron didn't know what to say, too much had happened in such little time, that he didn't know what to think of Isabel Esquivel anymore... she wasn't like the rest... like those bastards on top of the red line.
She was different.
The saint entwined her fingers with his, "I don't want to die, Veyron".
The message entered his mind, recalling what she had said before, that at the end of this quest, she was fated to die.
"If you don't want to die... you won't... I will make sure of that, Isabel... you are my ally".
Warm feelings spread in her chest, resisting the urge to cry. Rather, she cleaned her eyes and laughed, "Just your ally?~"
"You're my grandma too".
*SLAP!*
She slapped the back of his head in embarrassment. Seemingly having forgotten that little detail.
"Hmph, that's what you get for being a pervert. By the way, I don't think I have to tell you. Not. a word. to your mother".
They laughed, and then she looked down, "It is still hard".
"Yes..."
"Should we go again?~ I loved it".
"NO!"
They both started at Gion's sudden outburst.
"It is my turn now... mine..."
She straddled his hips, unruly.
"It is mine... you are mine, Veyron".
The young man's gaze softened, and she stroked him a few times, biting her lips as if desperate in haste. He stopped her with a warm gaze, "I can stay for today, but we have to go tomorrow morning. Is that okay with you?"
Gion's eyes mewled up, "It is enough... just... I-I think I made up my mind".
"Is that so?~"
"Yes... I want it".
With a heartfelt laugh, Veyron pinned Gion down on the sofa, spreading her legs open widely. Her wishes were his command.
...
From that moment, what could only be called a never-ending barrage of lust ensued. The marine crewmates wondered what it was that they needed to discuss that could take all day, up until the night and the following day.
Inside the cabin, Veyron's hips never gave away.
"Inside, cum inside me!"
Watching Isabel seemed to have pushed Gion's last nerves. From that moment on, she asked for nothing but semen inside her womb. They took their turns grinding up Veyron's resistance, riding his cock like a wetstone sharpening an edge.
He'd finish Gion only for Isabel to come and take over. Once she got her fill, Gion would come back to get some more. He Gion on top of her desk, he drilled Isabel against the ship's window, facing the moon.
He thrust into Gion down against the floor, and they both sucked him against the wall. What began as an uncooperative threesome transformed into two ravenous beasts sharing a delicious piece of steak.
"G-Girls, let me rest".
Two mouths were sucking his cock restlessly from either side. And then, under Gion's suggestion, the killer move.
"Ahh..." Veyron moaned to the skies as two pairs of breasts squished his cock from every side, he couldn't believe the experience. Considering both Isabel and Gion were on the bigger side, the feeling was blissful to say the least.
He thrust his cock deep inside Isabel from the top while kissing Gion. The Knight hugged him like a koala, locking his legs and stopping him from climaxing anywhere outside of her.
In a thousand years of life, she never felt more alive.
*PA!*
*PA!*
Both moaned into each other's mouths. Veyron rose, took her legs and thrust in with fast momentum, staring down at the work of art that was Isabel's sweaty body. Next to her was Gion who stared at him longingly. He pushed two fingers inside Gion's vagina, making her squeal as he rubbed his cum deep into her for lubrication for their next session.
Soon, he groaned and jetted yet another load inside the Knight before exhaling a hot breath, throwing her around and switching to Gion, who opened her arms, receiving him. After sheathing his slimy cock back inside that tight hole, he began yet another spree.
"Dear, this is amazing~" Gion screamed, she could feel the piles of stress fushing out of her body.
Soon her eyes leaned back in bliss as she felt another wave of warmth deep inside her, a feeling, she admitted, she would get addicted to.
...
*BANG!*
*BANG!*
The sudden knocks at the door sent waves of fear down their backs, waking Veyron and Gion back from the blissful slumber into the reality of the situation, the truth of the sinful rendezvous. The reality that the boss of the Liberators and the Marine Admiral Shironeko had engaged in depraved lovemaking all day and night long.
"Admiral, are you there?".
They heard Hina's voice from the other side. It had been a whole day!
"One moment, Hina..." She answered nonchalantly while hurrying up to dress back quickly, hoping Hina wouldn't come inside the office to smell anything funny.
"Brat, hurry up and go! We're late! I AM LATE!" She screamed in a whisper. Gion looked at herself, all sweaty, dirty, smelling of sex... they didn't even take a shower.
Veyron tried to wake up Isabel.
"One more minute, please", Isabel yawned, but Veyron picked her up in panic as they prepared to go. Seeing that his hands weren't free, Gion helped him dress up.
Their 'meeting' had taken way too long. There was only one way to salvage this situation.
After tiptoeing to dress himself and somehow cover Isabel in rags, he kissed Gion silently, a prolonged wet kiss of love, before he jumped out of the window. He created a barrier and sank into the ocean, heading straight to Fishman Island.
gion watched him go and sighed in relief, she tried to hide her blush fruitlessly as with every step she could feel the liquid sloshing deep inside her womb. She dressed as fast as she could, used some perfume to conceal the smell, then opened the door.
"Vice Admiral", She didn't even give Hina time to look inside; she stepped out of the office and locked it behind her back.
"Admiral, we were really worried yesterday evening. We didn't hear anything else from you from the moment you went inside with Dracule Veyron and the Lady.
"*cough!* They took me somewhere to have a private meeting alongside the Liberators... I only came back this morning".
"Admiral, did they try to ambush you?"
"No, you know Dracule Veyron is not the type to engage in such cheap tricks. We just had a conversation about the national tribute, that's all".
Gion dismissed Hina, who still had some questions that she realised were going to be left unanswered. The former sighed in relief and only saw Tsuru leaning against the deck, giving her a small smile and a thumbs up, for some reason.
!!!
The Admiral sighed, rubbing her belly... she didn't know if she was expectant or not... but she knew, regardless of the outcome, she wouldn't be alone.