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Marco's not worried about losing his precious pearl to Quill, cause they're all in this together, but he is worried Quill's going to end up taking over Coralee's job on the ship, just to be able to play more >.>
I mean… he’s not wrong.
featuring Yollande, @mmkin’s oc ! Yollande and Biri would be great friends! They have different energies and different ways to face conflicts but overall they are both flexible women (obsessed with this handsome face).
Biri has her hair longer cause Yollande’s story is a little later than Biri’s so thought it would be fitting ;) and enjoy more silly shirt design than just this rope shirt 👔
I am a little bit shy to post this here, don't ask why ! But here is a piece I wrote last year. Thought I should share the little bit of Arlong with male partners I wrote :D
This is non canon bonus! Or it could be canon to you, I don’t mind! Enjoy!
Tags : smut, biting, m/m, handjob, anal, rivals to whatever this is (Most of the characters are bi or pan) WC : 2700 words
Quick context : Biri is off, sailing alone for her birthday. Meanwhile, in Arlong Park, the fishmen are planning a large attack on a merchant armada. None of this is too important tonight though.
Longer context if you have no idea of what's going on : Almost a year ago, Arlong employed a cook to work at Arlong Park. Hachi all but begged him to take her. Biri's been a good addition to the crew and her and Take have sure been getting along great. (They fuck. A lot.) However, after month of back and forth, Arlong decided to give her a chance and might have taken a liking into her. Tensions grow between the two men as memories long buried memories resurface.
Sleep kept evading him tonight. Arlong had spent a few hours reading some navigation books, then taking care of his Kiribachi and even walking around the park. He’s talked to a few of his brothers but it was just one of these nights. Since he hadn’t drunk too much though, surely Gerald would accept giving him something.
He was walking down to the infirmary when a light caught his eye. Coming from the second floor, a door opened, hushed voices pouring into the corridor. Arlong frowned. Wasn’t Nami at her sister’s until the raid?
He went up the first flight of stairs, senses stretching out. There shouldn’t be anyone up there. That’s when bright yellow skin and long hair came into view. Kuroshio. Arlong grumbled, he usually had a pass, being friends with both the women in the crew.
The fucker behind him had no such right.
Arlong was up the stairs in a second, standing at the edge of the corridor, wide and menacing.
“What don’t you understand in Women corridor?”
The boy blanched, eyes going wide as the smile died on his face.
“Go to bed, Kuro,” Take whispered with a hand on his back.
He obeyed, nodding stiffly as he passed the captain. Arlong’s eyes stayed on the other fishman. Take watched him with a cocky smile, leaning against Biri’s door.
“She lets me crash here.” And when Arlong didn’t respond straight away, he added, “Wouldn’t want Biri’s bed to get cold.”
His eye twitched. What a little fuck.
“You just never knew how to choose, uh?” he taunted back, nodding at where the boy had disappeared, “gonna get you in trouble some day.”
"I don't recall that bothering you," Take snapped back, that insufferable crooked smile on his lips.
Arlong's blood burned through his veins, hot images of the past flashing through his mind.
The fishman went on. "But you were always the one to force us to choose after all."
Like he'd have wanted to stay with the traitor. This was why he hated his guts now. This attitude. Constantly challenging him only to move back behind the line with easy smiles.
"Like you're about to make her choose, aren't you?"
"What?" His teeth clattered together as his fists trembled at his sides.
Take continued talking, feigning boredom, looking to the side.
"I can’t say I’m not happy about it, you’ve been much more bearable since you’re getting laid. I can only blame myself, I suggested the idea."
Too. Much. His vision went red. Next thing, he shoved him against the wall, hard, knocking him back. Teeth barred, his hands grabbed the back of Take's hair and pulled, forcing him to look up at him. He didn't make a sound but his composer finally cracked.
"If you breathe a word…"
"Why would I? Think I want to fight?"
He only pulled harder at the back of his neck. “Enough of your games.”
“I like to tease, not to hurt, Arlong."
The shark bristled at his name. He didn't like how he said it, so close to his face.
"Biri seems happy and you're not insufferable all the time. Why would I ruin that? And you're my captain, despite what you think, I respect you.”
He narrows his eyes.
"Let me go now."
Arlong swallowed, recognising that tone. He nodded as Take rubbed the back of his neck and preened his fin a little. Bright red. Either furious or...
His blood warmed his face again as old memories flashed before his eyes again.
“Don’t take it as a threat but if you ever hurt her…”
“That is clearly a threat, ” Arlong chuckles, “But you’re right, hurting her is in no one’s interest at this point.”
“I’m glad we agree. I wonder if it’s going to be more fun now."
“What?
“Always getting to her first."
Arlong was on him again, growling, hands on the wall on each side of his stupid pretty face.
"Seas fuck me," he said casually, crooked smile back again, "You really are in a mood tonight."
No. He was the one in a mood. He was being extra provocative, bringing up things they had both put under lock.
"Hey Captain," Take said, looking up with the strangest drawl in his voice, "why aren't you wearing a shirt? Cook isn't here."
His own breath was short. Hot. Uncomfortably hot.
"Was coming back from a swim."
This man had just fucked. That's why he was behaving like that.
"Something wrong? Arlong?"
Fuck. Him.
Fuck him for fucking his woman. Fuck him for fucking with his head. Fuck him. Fuck him. He growled. But the smile on Take's face told him that it was entirely the wrong sort of growl.
"Well, well, well... Do you miss her that much already?" His hands left his side, coming to meet his. "Or is there something else?"
"Stop that." His hands retrieved. "If you don't... If it's all play."
Take's round eyebrows shot up under his bangs, distorting his tattoo. His voice came out soft and low. "If you behave yourself, I'm not against bringing back some memories."
A shiver travelled up his spine. Take's half-closed eyes looked at him from below, a lazy tempting smile uncovering his sharp teeth. If he let his eyes wander, Arlong knew he would find lean muscle under that soft teal skin with tattoos to trace. Love bites to count. To mark over with his own bites.
"Ah... I see," Take sighed, "well, let me go then before I make more of a fool of myself."
Half in panic, Arlong caught his wrists, pinning them to the wall. Before letting go immediately.
"No." He just said before leaning down.
The fishman was quick to meet him halfway, head cocked to the side to avoid the serrated nose. The kiss was hard. Their teeth knocked into each other and caught into the softer skin of their lips. They both smiled at the passion between predators. Their hands grabbed and pawed at every inch of skin, Take shedding his shirt the second Arlong tugged at it.
"Don't tear it, it's my favourite."
His lips travelled to his jaw and neck, while his webbed hand brushed the silky black hair out of the way. Take shivered, a groan escaping his lips and he caught his waist harder, pulling him in.
The heat was palpable when they stumbled into Biri's room. Take and Kuro might have left the window open but the lingering scent of sex tingled deliciously in Arlong's nose. He was going to make a mess of this man.
Barely taking time to breathe, he caught Take by the belt and hoisted him on the chest of drawers by the door. Take pulled him in with his ankles crossing behind his back. He groaned in turn when blue hands came to grab fists full of hair close to his skull. When lips mapped his jawline all the way to his ear, he shuddered. Fuck. He knew how to play. Their hips bucked against each other, making the wood creak. Both were hard already, straining, but the rutting brought some solace. Arlong took a moment to focus his senses. The way Take's skin felt against his chest, how smooth it felt against his fingertips, the salty and peppery smell lingering around him. He sighed.
"Pants down," Take mused against his ear and it was all Arlong could do not to fall apart.
Soon, the shark's hands circled three hard cocks, glistening in the dim light. Human men seemed to need to be lubed up for this but they were different, made to mate in water. He went up and down their shafts, feasting on Take's sounds, on the way his strong body trembled in his care. The excitement of all this, fucking him, fucking him in his woman's room, was making the pleasure difficult to control. The pearls of sweat rolling down the other's neck and chest told him he was having a hard time too. Take leaned back in for more bruising kisses before moving to nip and stuck at his neck. Teeth met gills and Arlong's hand faltered.
"Fu... Fuck," Take let out as he regained himself and pumped quick and hard, "Fuck, that's good."
Arlong growled in response. Pleasure and tension was building down in his core and he was only remembering now that his one-time lover had a knack for holding back. He couldn't finish first. Wouldn't do. But fuck did it feel good when he rolled his hips like that, head lolling back in delicious pleasure. He'd forgotten how pretty that deep blue blush looked on him.
"I'm", Take whispered before chuckling, "Oh Gods, this is embarrassing..."
Arlong slowed down. What was he talking about? But the way his jaw tightened and breath shook reassured him. "Are you gonna cum for me, Pretty?"
"Something like that yeah." His voice was desperate and the sharkman liked that too much. He put his lips to the shell of his ear.
"Then you better cum cause I'm not waiting for you."
There was the broken moan he was after. The pleasure was quick and intense, fire in his loin, prickling his back, finally culminating and they both came in his hands, thick hot cum spurting against their stomach. Fuck that felt good. Quick and easy.
But Take didn't let go, his legs locking behind his hips as he leaned back on the chest of drawers. He grunted in surprise.
"Want to go for a real ride?"
His eyes went wide. Surely, he didn't..? "Don't think we have the time to..."
"Come on, Captain, I'm all ready for you," he jabbed in a condescending voice, as if convincing him felt cheap.
"So the boy has been-"
"Don't call him that. Do you want it or not?"
Maybe he could fuck that tone out of him. That made his cock twitch back alive. He didn't answer, fingers collecting a fair amount of cum from Take's stomach to then slide down under his cock. He might say he was ready but there was a massive difference between him and Kuroshio.
Take groaned and huffed as he entered him, scissoring two fingers into him. Arlong hummed, yeah, that will do.
"Told you," the fishman winked in the most infuriating way.
"Careful if you don't want to be split in two."
"Aw, you wouldn't..." And to that, he caught Arlong's upper cock to stroke it gently.
The shark caught his other and angled it to his ass. Slowly, he pushed in. He hadn't had a man in a long time.
"Just like that," Take mewled, "easy..."
Patient, he thrust shallowly at first, testing. It was already so good, especially as his lover mimicked the rhythm with his hand. When Take's soft pants turned into moans, he sheathed himself completely.
Take went taunt against him, silent. But the way his legs trembled and his cock bounced against his stomach told him everything. It felt delicious, the warmth of his body all against him, the hands grabbing at his hair, at his arms and the whimper he let escape just for his ears.
He moved , slow but unyielding. Yes. It felt good. He wanted to bite him like he used too. The bites and bruises passed as just another mark after fighting marines. Today he couldn't. None of Take's lovers had the strength that would explain marks like his.
"Fuck, I'd forgotten how good you felt."
"Mmh, and I remember you could take both."
"Kehehe, if you try that, I'll cut you in half."
Arlong leaned down, pushing deeper as he kissed him. "Don't worry, all tease, no hurt."
Take moaned in the kiss while he stayed deep in him, making smaller, harder movements with their cocks sandwiched between their stomachs. He loved it, this strong body holding him, pulling him closer, the clatter of sharp teeth. He couldn't have Biri like that, couldn't push her hard like this, couldn't kiss her out of fear of tearing her face. This was strong and raw and fuck did it make him burn for more. His head fell down as a rumbling sound built between them.
"Don't you dare stop now, Arlong. "
"Couldn't even if you begged."
"I'll make you beg," he taunted and started to move just as hard, hands over his head, using the wall for support.
"The fuck you will." And he grabbed his wrists with one of his hands while the other pressed against his waist to bring him even closer. To his ear, he murmured, "Good, Pretty Face?"
Take nodded so Arlong kept his hands above them, ready to make a mess of him. He kept him close, burying his cock as deep as he could with each thrust, as he got faster and faster. Take met him at every point, fighter that he was. He nipped at his skin, kissed him, nuzzled, making the fishman dizzy with stimulation, making him slowly lose his mind. A fucking treat to see him like that. He trembled, pleasure building again and Take tightened around his cock. Close. Fuck.
"Arlong, I'm... Just a little more..." Strong legs pulled them together.
He kept his hands pinned up but let go of his waist, trusting he'd keep close. Never stopping his hips, he brought his hand between them and grabbed their cocks, pumping them together again.
" Ah! Oh shit..!"
Arlong groaned, white dotting his vision and he pressed on, holding his pleasure in just a little longer. Take started to push against his restraints but before the captain could let go, his back arched to him and his lover let out a trembling moan as pleasure began shaking him.
"I got you, I got you, let go," Arlong purred in his ear, pressing on.
The orgasm that took him felt unbearingly good. The way Take groaned, whined and fucking pulsed around his cock while covering his hand in fresh cum was intoxicating. The pleasure hit him next and hit him hard. Waves of bliss from the tip of his cock to the tip of his head. Take kissed him once more, open mouth and desperate as he panted, rutting stubbornly to draw it out.
It took a while to come down, staying still against the furniture.
"Fuck," Take whispered, "Captain, I..."
"Shh, don't call me that now. Everything is okay." Sometimes, he had needed a little reassurance after.
He let his head fall on his big shoulder and his fine hair tickled his gills. Arlong pulled out, biting his lips. He had successfully messed him up, that was sure.
"Stay here."
A minute later, under Take's surprised look, he came out of the water cabinet with a wet towel and a pitcher of water. He handed it out.
"My, my, did you learn about after care?"
"Fuck off, I wasn't..." But the look in his heavy eyes made him change course, "above learning. Learned that if I didn't help Biri with stretching her legs, she wasn't going to walk the next day."
"Ke he he," Take chuckled, cleaning himself, "She's precious."
"The best for her is a shower, really helps with her joints," Arlong added casually, making small talk, "not gonna offer you that. I'm sure you can manage fine."
But Take just stared at him. "You help her shower?"
He felt the blood rush to his face. "What? She needs to be on her feet all day. I'm not... I'm her captain too. Kinda responsible and..." He cut himself off, realising the trap he'd fallen in before growling softly.
"Oï, don't stop!" He smirked, getting up and buttoning his pants, "She said you treat her right but now I'm starting to believe it."
"I'm not telling you shit."
He smiled, hands on his hips. "Okay, I won't pry. I'm happy you got better at this."
He quirked an eyebrow.
"The after stuff. Not the sex, that's as good as it's always been."
Arlong huffed, smiling too. "You say a word about me and the cook and I drown you."
"Oh but can I tell the cook about you and I?"
A devil. Under his new blasé image, he was still the same devil.
I am a little bit shy to post this here, don't ask why ! But here is a piece I wrote last year. Thought I should share the little bit of Arlong with male partners I wrote :D
This is non canon bonus! Or it could be canon to you, I don’t mind! Enjoy!
Tags : smut, biting, m/m, handjob, anal, rivals to whatever this is (Most of the characters are bi or pan) WC : 2700 words
Quick context : Biri is off, sailing alone for her birthday. Meanwhile, in Arlong Park, the fishmen are planning a large attack on a merchant armada. None of this is too important tonight though.
Longer context if you have no idea of what's going on : Almost a year ago, Arlong employed a cook to work at Arlong Park. Hachi all but begged him to take her. Biri's been a good addition to the crew and her and Take have sure been getting along great. (They fuck. A lot.) However, after month of back and forth, Arlong decided to give her a chance and might have taken a liking into her. Tensions grow between the two men as memories long buried memories resurface.
Sleep kept evading him tonight. Arlong had spent a few hours reading some navigation books, then taking care of his Kiribachi and even walking around the park. He’s talked to a few of his brothers but it was just one of these nights. Since he hadn’t drunk too much though, surely Gerald would accept giving him something.
He was walking down to the infirmary when a light caught his eye. Coming from the second floor, a door opened, hushed voices pouring into the corridor. Arlong frowned. Wasn’t Nami at her sister’s until the raid?
He went up the first flight of stairs, senses stretching out. There shouldn’t be anyone up there. That’s when bright yellow skin and long hair came into view. Kuroshio. Arlong grumbled, he usually had a pass, being friends with both the women in the crew.
The fucker behind him had no such right.
Arlong was up the stairs in a second, standing at the edge of the corridor, wide and menacing.
“What don’t you understand in Women corridor?”
The boy blanched, eyes going wide as the smile died on his face.
“Go to bed, Kuro,” Take whispered with a hand on his back.
He obeyed, nodding stiffly as he passed the captain. Arlong’s eyes stayed on the other fishman. Take watched him with a cocky smile, leaning against Biri’s door.
“She lets me crash here.” And when Arlong didn’t respond straight away, he added, “Wouldn’t want Biri’s bed to get cold.”
His eye twitched. What a little fuck.
“You just never knew how to choose, uh?” he taunted back, nodding at where the boy had disappeared, “gonna get you in trouble some day.”
"I don't recall that bothering you," Take snapped back, that insufferable crooked smile on his lips.
Arlong's blood burned through his veins, hot images of the past flashing through his mind.
The fishman went on. "But you were always the one to force us to choose after all."
Like he'd have wanted to stay with the traitor. This was why he hated his guts now. This attitude. Constantly challenging him only to move back behind the line with easy smiles.
"Like you're about to make her choose, aren't you?"
"What?" His teeth clattered together as his fists trembled at his sides.
Take continued talking, feigning boredom, looking to the side.
"I can’t say I’m not happy about it, you’ve been much more bearable since you’re getting laid. I can only blame myself, I suggested the idea."
Too. Much. His vision went red. Next thing, he shoved him against the wall, hard, knocking him back. Teeth barred, his hands grabbed the back of Take's hair and pulled, forcing him to look up at him. He didn't make a sound but his composer finally cracked.
"If you breathe a word…"
"Why would I? Think I want to fight?"
He only pulled harder at the back of his neck. “Enough of your games.”
“I like to tease, not to hurt, Arlong."
The shark bristled at his name. He didn't like how he said it, so close to his face.
"Biri seems happy and you're not insufferable all the time. Why would I ruin that? And you're my captain, despite what you think, I respect you.”
He narrows his eyes.
"Let me go now."
Arlong swallowed, recognising that tone. He nodded as Take rubbed the back of his neck and preened his fin a little. Bright red. Either furious or...
His blood warmed his face again as old memories flashed before his eyes again.
“Don’t take it as a threat but if you ever hurt her…”
“That is clearly a threat, ” Arlong chuckles, “But you’re right, hurting her is in no one’s interest at this point.”
“I’m glad we agree. I wonder if it’s going to be more fun now."
“What?
“Always getting to her first."
Arlong was on him again, growling, hands on the wall on each side of his stupid pretty face.
"Seas fuck me," he said casually, crooked smile back again, "You really are in a mood tonight."
No. He was the one in a mood. He was being extra provocative, bringing up things they had both put under lock.
"Hey Captain," Take said, looking up with the strangest drawl in his voice, "why aren't you wearing a shirt? Cook isn't here."
His own breath was short. Hot. Uncomfortably hot.
"Was coming back from a swim."
This man had just fucked. That's why he was behaving like that.
"Something wrong? Arlong?"
Fuck. Him.
Fuck him for fucking his woman. Fuck him for fucking with his head. Fuck him. Fuck him. He growled. But the smile on Take's face told him that it was entirely the wrong sort of growl.
"Well, well, well... Do you miss her that much already?" His hands left his side, coming to meet his. "Or is there something else?"
"Stop that." His hands retrieved. "If you don't... If it's all play."
Take's round eyebrows shot up under his bangs, distorting his tattoo. His voice came out soft and low. "If you behave yourself, I'm not against bringing back some memories."
A shiver travelled up his spine. Take's half-closed eyes looked at him from below, a lazy tempting smile uncovering his sharp teeth. If he let his eyes wander, Arlong knew he would find lean muscle under that soft teal skin with tattoos to trace. Love bites to count. To mark over with his own bites.
"Ah... I see," Take sighed, "well, let me go then before I make more of a fool of myself."
Half in panic, Arlong caught his wrists, pinning them to the wall. Before letting go immediately.
"No." He just said before leaning down.
The fishman was quick to meet him halfway, head cocked to the side to avoid the serrated nose. The kiss was hard. Their teeth knocked into each other and caught into the softer skin of their lips. They both smiled at the passion between predators. Their hands grabbed and pawed at every inch of skin, Take shedding his shirt the second Arlong tugged at it.
"Don't tear it, it's my favourite."
His lips travelled to his jaw and neck, while his webbed hand brushed the silky black hair out of the way. Take shivered, a groan escaping his lips and he caught his waist harder, pulling him in.
The heat was palpable when they stumbled into Biri's room. Take and Kuro might have left the window open but the lingering scent of sex tingled deliciously in Arlong's nose. He was going to make a mess of this man.
Barely taking time to breathe, he caught Take by the belt and hoisted him on the chest of drawers by the door. Take pulled him in with his ankles crossing behind his back. He groaned in turn when blue hands came to grab fists full of hair close to his skull. When lips mapped his jawline all the way to his ear, he shuddered. Fuck. He knew how to play. Their hips bucked against each other, making the wood creak. Both were hard already, straining, but the rutting brought some solace. Arlong took a moment to focus his senses. The way Take's skin felt against his chest, how smooth it felt against his fingertips, the salty and peppery smell lingering around him. He sighed.
"Pants down," Take mused against his ear and it was all Arlong could do not to fall apart.
Soon, the shark's hands circled three hard cocks, glistening in the dim light. Human men seemed to need to be lubed up for this but they were different, made to mate in water. He went up and down their shafts, feasting on Take's sounds, on the way his strong body trembled in his care. The excitement of all this, fucking him, fucking him in his woman's room, was making the pleasure difficult to control. The pearls of sweat rolling down the other's neck and chest told him he was having a hard time too. Take leaned back in for more bruising kisses before moving to nip and stuck at his neck. Teeth met gills and Arlong's hand faltered.
"Fu... Fuck," Take let out as he regained himself and pumped quick and hard, "Fuck, that's good."
Arlong growled in response. Pleasure and tension was building down in his core and he was only remembering now that his one-time lover had a knack for holding back. He couldn't finish first. Wouldn't do. But fuck did it feel good when he rolled his hips like that, head lolling back in delicious pleasure. He'd forgotten how pretty that deep blue blush looked on him.
"I'm", Take whispered before chuckling, "Oh Gods, this is embarrassing..."
Arlong slowed down. What was he talking about? But the way his jaw tightened and breath shook reassured him. "Are you gonna cum for me, Pretty?"
"Something like that yeah." His voice was desperate and the sharkman liked that too much. He put his lips to the shell of his ear.
"Then you better cum cause I'm not waiting for you."
There was the broken moan he was after. The pleasure was quick and intense, fire in his loin, prickling his back, finally culminating and they both came in his hands, thick hot cum spurting against their stomach. Fuck that felt good. Quick and easy.
But Take didn't let go, his legs locking behind his hips as he leaned back on the chest of drawers. He grunted in surprise.
"Want to go for a real ride?"
His eyes went wide. Surely, he didn't..? "Don't think we have the time to..."
"Come on, Captain, I'm all ready for you," he jabbed in a condescending voice, as if convincing him felt cheap.
"So the boy has been-"
"Don't call him that. Do you want it or not?"
Maybe he could fuck that tone out of him. That made his cock twitch back alive. He didn't answer, fingers collecting a fair amount of cum from Take's stomach to then slide down under his cock. He might say he was ready but there was a massive difference between him and Kuroshio.
Take groaned and huffed as he entered him, scissoring two fingers into him. Arlong hummed, yeah, that will do.
"Told you," the fishman winked in the most infuriating way.
"Careful if you don't want to be split in two."
"Aw, you wouldn't..." And to that, he caught Arlong's upper cock to stroke it gently.
The shark caught his other and angled it to his ass. Slowly, he pushed in. He hadn't had a man in a long time.
"Just like that," Take mewled, "easy..."
Patient, he thrust shallowly at first, testing. It was already so good, especially as his lover mimicked the rhythm with his hand. When Take's soft pants turned into moans, he sheathed himself completely.
Take went taunt against him, silent. But the way his legs trembled and his cock bounced against his stomach told him everything. It felt delicious, the warmth of his body all against him, the hands grabbing at his hair, at his arms and the whimper he let escape just for his ears.
He moved , slow but unyielding. Yes. It felt good. He wanted to bite him like he used too. The bites and bruises passed as just another mark after fighting marines. Today he couldn't. None of Take's lovers had the strength that would explain marks like his.
"Fuck, I'd forgotten how good you felt."
"Mmh, and I remember you could take both."
"Kehehe, if you try that, I'll cut you in half."
Arlong leaned down, pushing deeper as he kissed him. "Don't worry, all tease, no hurt."
Take moaned in the kiss while he stayed deep in him, making smaller, harder movements with their cocks sandwiched between their stomachs. He loved it, this strong body holding him, pulling him closer, the clatter of sharp teeth. He couldn't have Biri like that, couldn't push her hard like this, couldn't kiss her out of fear of tearing her face. This was strong and raw and fuck did it make him burn for more. His head fell down as a rumbling sound built between them.
"Don't you dare stop now, Arlong. "
"Couldn't even if you begged."
"I'll make you beg," he taunted and started to move just as hard, hands over his head, using the wall for support.
"The fuck you will." And he grabbed his wrists with one of his hands while the other pressed against his waist to bring him even closer. To his ear, he murmured, "Good, Pretty Face?"
Take nodded so Arlong kept his hands above them, ready to make a mess of him. He kept him close, burying his cock as deep as he could with each thrust, as he got faster and faster. Take met him at every point, fighter that he was. He nipped at his skin, kissed him, nuzzled, making the fishman dizzy with stimulation, making him slowly lose his mind. A fucking treat to see him like that. He trembled, pleasure building again and Take tightened around his cock. Close. Fuck.
"Arlong, I'm... Just a little more..." Strong legs pulled them together.
He kept his hands pinned up but let go of his waist, trusting he'd keep close. Never stopping his hips, he brought his hand between them and grabbed their cocks, pumping them together again.
" Ah! Oh shit..!"
Arlong groaned, white dotting his vision and he pressed on, holding his pleasure in just a little longer. Take started to push against his restraints but before the captain could let go, his back arched to him and his lover let out a trembling moan as pleasure began shaking him.
"I got you, I got you, let go," Arlong purred in his ear, pressing on.
The orgasm that took him felt unbearingly good. The way Take groaned, whined and fucking pulsed around his cock while covering his hand in fresh cum was intoxicating. The pleasure hit him next and hit him hard. Waves of bliss from the tip of his cock to the tip of his head. Take kissed him once more, open mouth and desperate as he panted, rutting stubbornly to draw it out.
It took a while to come down, staying still against the furniture.
"Fuck," Take whispered, "Captain, I..."
"Shh, don't call me that now. Everything is okay." Sometimes, he had needed a little reassurance after.
He let his head fall on his big shoulder and his fine hair tickled his gills. Arlong pulled out, biting his lips. He had successfully messed him up, that was sure.
"Stay here."
A minute later, under Take's surprised look, he came out of the water cabinet with a wet towel and a pitcher of water. He handed it out.
"My, my, did you learn about after care?"
"Fuck off, I wasn't..." But the look in his heavy eyes made him change course, "above learning. Learned that if I didn't help Biri with stretching her legs, she wasn't going to walk the next day."
"Ke he he," Take chuckled, cleaning himself, "She's precious."
"The best for her is a shower, really helps with her joints," Arlong added casually, making small talk, "not gonna offer you that. I'm sure you can manage fine."
But Take just stared at him. "You help her shower?"
He felt the blood rush to his face. "What? She needs to be on her feet all day. I'm not... I'm her captain too. Kinda responsible and..." He cut himself off, realising the trap he'd fallen in before growling softly.
"Oï, don't stop!" He smirked, getting up and buttoning his pants, "She said you treat her right but now I'm starting to believe it."
"I'm not telling you shit."
He smiled, hands on his hips. "Okay, I won't pry. I'm happy you got better at this."
He quirked an eyebrow.
"The after stuff. Not the sex, that's as good as it's always been."
Arlong huffed, smiling too. "You say a word about me and the cook and I drown you."
"Oh but can I tell the cook about you and I?"
A devil. Under his new blasé image, he was still the same devil.
Hi! I wrote a small companion piece about Doctor Gerald :D It's a day in his life as the Arlong Park doctor, you don't need to have read any other parts of my ongoing fanfic, you can just enjoy a day with the fishman pirates :D
Word Count : 1500 Content warning : very low, mentions of sound sensitivity, alcohol, bandaging wounds and sex.
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Gerald woke up grumpy. There didn't seem to be a reason today. No one was banging on the door of the infirmary. No musician to practice under the window. And no one cooking that heinous spice he hated.
No, today just seemed to be bad for no reason. He checked the time. 11 am. Lunch wouldn't be ready for another hour. He could get tea if he went to the kitchen now. He shook his head, his thigh curls moving around him, messy again. He couldn't deal with the kitchen noise this early. Maybe he should get Biri to bring him tea here... Every day. Would that be too much?
Instead he turned on the kettle to make some hot water with lemon.
Gerald struggled with mornings (that's why he skipped most of them). His body took a long time to wake up, his joints and legs were stiff and his noise sensitivity was always the worst during those times. He felt old. He sighed, remaking the bed he'd slept in. Arlong had all but begged him to take one of the rooms if he couldn't sleep in the barracks, but he liked it here. He'd spent most of his life in an infirmary, having this clean and silent one was his version of a cosy bedroom.
After the warm infusion and some good stretching, he felt a bit more ready to go into the world.
And not a second too soon. Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," he said, sitting in one of the chairs in the main room. The main room was the infirmary itself, a door to the right led to his office.
"Hi, Doc," a dark blue-skinned fishman answered.
"What this time?"
Tachi looked sheepish but wore his usual toothy smile. He showed him cut on his thigh. Pretty deep once again, Gerald sighed.
"Maybe wear longer shorts next time," he grumbled as he got his station ready. Then he said, clearer towards the corridor, "Tarao, you can come and sit here while you wait."
"No," a sharp voice answered, "I'm not here to coddle him."
"He is," Tachi whispered, never losing his smile.
Gerald always found it hard not to join in Tachi's mirth. He made him sit on a bed and inspected the cut to his thigh.
"It's deep but too thin to be a sword. What did you do this time?" As he spoke, he began to clean the wound.
"Right Tachi, tell him. Make us laugh," sneered Tarao, who had silently moved close to them.
"'Ro you're making it sound..." But before he could finish, his man caught his collar and growled.
"The cook told him not to fuck around with all the freshly sharpened knives. Especially the fish ones cause, you know, Hatchan sharpened even the points of those."
"Hey! I was careful. And the blades were clean."
Well that would explain such a precise cut and how it penetrated flesh that easily. But the two fishmen kept going on, apparently Pyke had taken that as a challenge and this seemed to have turned into some sort of competition. He couldn't imagine Biri was happy about this.
"-fucking played cowboys and-"
"Okay, all bandaged up. Please take your flirtatious bickering somewhere else."
"Our-?" Tarao choked on the words, his cold blue skin turning an interesting purple. Gerald couldn't say he didn't find enjoyment in making him blush. First, his whole shoulders, neck and face turned bright and it was just an interesting painting with all his tattoos and scars. Second, it was so easy.
"Okay, 'Ro, let's not bother the doctor longer. Thanks Doc, need anything?"
"If you're heading back to the kitchen, get me some coffee."
The men were off, Tarao trying to rein in his mate, now openly trying to touch him in very inappropriate ways. By the Seas. But not long after, Biri walked in with a platter full of his favourite breakfast food.
"Did you know Hachi kept a list of food you specifically like, Doc?" the human asked, a knowing smile on that tan pointed face, "I thought he had one for everyone but not as detailed as yours. I've added it to my own notes."
He thanked her, and her fellow cook. Hatchan was the type to do so. These two had become very complementary partners in that kitchen. Sometimes he wished Biri wasn't trying so hard to fit in. That she'd still have some anger somewhere. Nami had that, even if they all trusted her by now. Seemed healthy.
"Well Hatchan knows how to keep people happy," he told her.
"Should I add to his paper "breakfast delivery"?"
Gerald grumbled something about being too nice.
He spent the rest of the morning going through the crew's files. Yearly exams were almost here and he had to make sure he had all the supplies he needed. It was almost three when he went up to the hall to have some lunch. What was nice about being the last one to show up for lunch was that is was a quieter time. Damn, he really had timed most of his days around that, hadn't he?
"Gerald," Take called for him, "here."
"Quite late to find you here," he said in a hoarse voice.
"There was an incident in the kitchen, I stayed to clean up."
"Yeah, I've heard about that." They chuckled together. "No Captain? He's usually here at this time."
Lunch were also rare moments when you could have a proper and calm conversation with their captain. That was something nice to look forward to, a sober Arlong. Not always rested, Gods knew he struggled to sleep. And refused to do anything about it.
"Nah, he went for a nap."
"He'll end up glued in that chair one day."
"Oh no, he's upstairs." There was something in Take's voice Gerald couldn't exactly place.
Take kept him company while he finished eating and invited him for coffee under the porch. They talked about sending Biri to the Hospital Island to get their supply in a couple of weeks. It would mean having to see all the doctors or healers in the territory to find out what was needed in each of their villages. They couldn't have humans dropping dead from a cough or spreading illnesses.
"Wouldn't be good for business," Arlong used to say. As much as he hated to admit it to himself, Gerald had another agenda. He just couldn't let them die. Not of sickness, wounds or childbirth at least. At the hands of his brothers, for the proper crime, he had no qualm with dead humans then.
The afternoon passed in a comfortable routine. Just a couple of little ouchies (except for Armel who had managed to suck algae in his gills ) and already the sun was setting. There was no birthday or parties planned tonight yet his brothers and sisters found something to celebrate anyway.
The Arlong Pirates got instruments and dials out, more booze and dessert than needed for the crew and made good on their reputation. Candles were lit, darts were shot and shots were drank. The Doc reclined in his chair, watching, listening, his sensitivity finally under control. This was what made life worth living. All the people he held dear laughing and dancing around him.
Arlong popped an arm around his shoulder, "Sha ha ha Doc! Come with us now! This isn't going to drink itself!"
"I trust you'll manage!" he smiled back but followed anyway. He took a drink, and a fourth, before someone, Shioyaki probably, handed him a tankard of water. Whatever they were drinking, consciousness was already fraying at the edges. Some of his brothers had chosen garden chairs to lay down and play cards or chat calmly. Not the officers. Kuroobi, Hatchan and Arlong were all still going. It was fine, he laughed, his heart singing.
Whenever Kuroobi drank this much, something relaxed in the rest of the crew. Kisses were exchanged in the pool, more than chaste kisses, men disappeared inside to reappear not long after, their clothes backwards, to enjoy a midnight swim. If you weren't careful, you might even get a free show. Or maybe if you were careful? Gerald couldn't say.
Biri came to sit next to him as the night dragged on.
"Shouldn't you be in bed?" he asked, teasing. She was up at six. Seven thirty on a good day.
"Mmh, aren't I?" Her words slurred together. She was high as a kite. Gerald fluffed her short hair affectionately.
"I thought Chew never shared."
"He does sometimes. Plus I bake for him."
Gerald nodded. "Not a bad trade. Waiting for Take?" The fishman was still going from group to group, drinking and smoking, making sure anyone still up was having a good time. If she was intending to spend the night with him, she was going to be patient.
"Would be nice if he carried me to my room, my legs gave up," the cook giggled before launching into a proper fit of laughter. Given the love bites the doctor just noticed on her, he supposed the joke was funny. Maybe it was the season. Spring or something.
"You're all too old for that," he laughed in turn. But then again, wasn't that just another joy of a good pirate life?
Gerald sighed, lying down in the grass. A wonderful life under the Sun.
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