9Hey, just a quick couple of notes:
I'm gonna go for the lemon so will change the rating to M. Please Don't keep reading if you're not at a reasonable age. Or just skip chapter three.
I've hand written Chapter 3 and the first couple of chapters for the follow up story (so much for a long one-shot) so just need to convince myself typing is better than writing new stuff. :P
Please review!
GemmaDominique x
I kissed him. Simply. Just pressing my lips to his for a brief moment.
I pulled back, looking down and chewing my lower lip. What have I done? This was most likely to be my last night with him and I had just gambled it away on an errant hope that he might feel the same way as I. Tears still streams down my face, but I ignored them, letting them fall from the end of my nose and my chin. Luffy didn't. He released the wrist he had remained holding on to and traced the tip of his thumb across each of my cheeks, brushing away any water there. I spoke for the first time that night.
"Luffy."
I had so many things to tell him, and all I could say was his name. He lifted his head slightly and his mouth met mine again. Some people say that when they find a soul-deep connection in a kiss, it is like fire or electricity, powering through them and making them feel completely alive, but Luffy was like Novocaine, slowly, surely, flowing through my body and numbing all of the pain, making anything outside of this room a dreamy blur. The only clear thing I could see, feel, touch, was him. He moved his hands down to my waist, pulling me down on top of him, so that there was no longer any space between our two bodies. He entwined his arms around me, his mouth opening and encouraging mine to do so to, following the soothing rhythm he was setting.
Following my instincts, I brushed my tongueb across his lower lip, and felt him shiver with pleasure. Our tongues met and my insentitivity to the outside world rose to the point where anything that wasn't Luffy didn't exist. He was my air, my water, and everything else I needed to live.
He broke away and we both gasped for air, aware for the first time that I was in need of it. With the air came the return of the outside world. I remembered why I had come tonight, as he realised and remembered too. "This is goodbye, isn't it? You're not going to come with us. Even though you love me, and the rest of the crew, more than you really love your country, it still doesn't match the way you hate to see suffering and you could bear to cause the pain you would if you left. Just like I love you but could never stay away from the sea."
I was speechless, so I just continued to stroke his face, my fingers began to trace the scar beneath his eye. It was true. All so true. I could never leave here, it was my home. The people who had died were my people. Those still alive were my people too, and even more than I needed Luffy, they needed me. I could never let them down. But with that realisation came a twisted sense of relief. Luffy had still wanted me to come with him and at the same time understood perfectly why I wouldn't. He also knew how I felt about him and was still here with me, not pushing me away but welcoming me closer. And he loved me too. He said it. I put all of my weight on his chest for a moment as I drew my legs up onto the bed and placed them either side of his. I lowered my head down to his neck and kissed it, sucking hard, leaving my mark on him before tracing my tongue up to his jaw bone, where I continued to caress him with lips and nibble him, watching him close his eyes in bliss. He opened them and moved his hands to my shoulders, pushing me away from him. I sat up fully and realised I was sitting on his thighs, and my thoughts turned to what was in front of me. But he had just pushed me away. I felt my eyes burn again, though this time with the humiliation of rejection.
But I was wrong. His left hand let go of my shoulder and he drew his index finger along my collar bone, before dropping his hand down to the top button of m night gown. I let out a small gasp and looked at his face as I realised what he anted. For the first time since I had met his, Luffy looked nervous. Tugging gently on his lower lip, he looked up into my eyes. Pleading.
"Can I, Vivi?"