Oh no your boyfriend is hot (is that a real nose) - ShanksMihawkBuggy

And oh, was it nice to bury himself to the hilt in that tight heat. Mihawk went completely inside, staying still, closing his eyes and opening his mouth in a breathless and soundless moan. "Ah, you feel good...", he breathed out, looking at him with eyes dark with lust.

"Oh...this is... long, hot and hard" Buggy said, always with that playful tone. "You're poking at places... I didn't know it existed" He purred, his hand caressing his own stomach.

Mihawk smirked at that comment, kissing Buggy at the corner of his lips. "Quite cheeky for a little virgin", he purred, biting at his throat and licking down to one of his nipples. "But I hope this... long, hot and hard", and he gave a slight thrust to punctuate each one of those three words, "feels better than my fingers, or I'll feel like I failed in something..."

"Oh god" Buggy exhaled, the pleasure beginning to annihilate all the thoughts he could have. He moaned at each thrusts, trying to meet each of them by rocking his own hips. "Oh god. More ~"

"Hm, I don't think God is my actual name, but I will listen to your prayers either way..." Mihawk thrusted in him slowly, but even though the rhythm was no fast at all, the thrusts were hard and deep, his hands going to grip Buggy's thighs.

Buggy smiled at him between two moans, still following his pace. And then... without warning, he decided to use his powers to 'massage' the hot manhood in him. He was not the only one who deserved pleasure

That was such an /interesting/ use of devil fruit powers he would've asked for technical details... if only he wasn't occupied in rolling his eyes back for the pleasure he was feeling. Mihawk decided to pick up the pace, his thrusts going way faster now.

And Buggy was clearly pleased by that new pace, his moaning slowly becoming screams of pure pleasure, as he tried to keep balance by putting his hands on Mihawk's shoulder. And he didn't try to stop massaging him, oh no, it was way too addictive for him !

Mihawk groaned and moaned - rare sounds coming from him, very rare! - while ramming in Buggy's tight heat harder, faster to have more of that stimulation, more of his noise of pleasure ringing in his ears. "Yes, keep screaming for me. You look so good like this, so, so good", he moaned in his ear, biting on the lobe.

Strangely, only Mihawk's words could make Buggy blushed at this point. Though he knew he was reaching his own limits, his whole body shaking of pleasure. "I...I'm gonna..." He tried to warn, before coming tense all the sudden, reaching a powerful orgasm

Mihawk gritted his teeth and managed to thrust two, three times before coming too, the spasming muscles around his lenght were too much after the massage he had been provided with. He pulled out, panting slightly, reaching to grab a fistful of Buggy's hair and claim his lips once again in a searing kiss.

Buggy didn't dare to refuse such a kiss. In fact he was hungry of it, and he even grabbed Mihawk's neck to prevent him to stop too soon. He could be a bit dominant too!

Mihawk hummed, pleased at that small display of dominance, letting him do that. He even let him take charge of the kiss, opening his mouth in a pliant, almost submissive way.

And Buggy did not try to push him too much. No he just wanted to share how much he appreciated everything, caressing his tongue with almost tenderness behind passion

Mihawk kissed him back, his tongue pressing gently against the other's. Even if he honestly liked that intimacy, he slowly ended the kiss, keeping himself above Buggy without crushing him, his hand caressing his side almost tenderly. "Do you want to get clean?", he murmured, kissing him again.

"Hmmm could be an idea" Buggy chuckled. "But you kinda need to, you too. You're a mess"

"That's true." Mihawk smirked back at Buggy, lifting himself up off of him and sitting on the bed, stretching his arms. "You want to go first? Or maybe... you prefer us to get clean together?" He looked at him, eyes half lidded, a seductive smile on his lips.

"Let's go together!" The clown smiled and walked towards the patio. "You'll see, I have a funny shower. It's outside, you clean yourself and then you enter the warm bath"

"Oh? An outside bath? That sounds nice", Mihawk followed Buggy, letting him show off the good things of that room. A bath sounded relaxing that moment, a thing he was not against.

Buggy nodded with enthusiam and showed him the bath in stone, the shower and the little bench in wood they could sit on to wash. "Cool, isn't it?"

"Very", Mihawk conceded with a small nod, sitting on the bench to look more closely at the bath. It looked cozy and comfortable, just how he liked.

"So let's do it" Buggy took place under the shower and cleaned himself, focused. Somehow, he was starting to regain a bit of... lucidity. And he was sure of something : he did not regret what just happened

Mihawk stood up, joining Buggy silently under the shower, getring himself clean too. A few casual brushes on the other's skin could be felt. Occasionally, he liked to be a bit physical.

And Buggy was not an invader like Shanks, but he didn't hesitate to put his hand on Mihawk's shoulder, to steal a kiss. "We go into the bath? ~"

Mihawk let him stole that kiss - he didn't mind at all. "Of course", he answered, his hand caressing Buggy's cheek and entwining his fingers in his locks. No, he didn't like that hair. Not at all. Maybe just a bit. Damn, his hands had been there for at least half of the time.