Lance woke up to the familiar, wet sound of slurping, the of noise of his cock getting sucked, slowly, deeply, and lovingly, his cock sliding up and down the throat of Nami.
When Lance opened his eyes fully, the first thing he saw was Nami's bright orange hair bobbing over his crotch as her mouth was stuffed full of his cock, her lips glossy with drool as she worked her tongue under the head every time she pulled back, her cheeks hollowing from how hard she was sucking.
Her new outfit was precisely how he wanted it, the green and white bikini top barely holding her tits in place, the straps digging into her skin from how tight they were, and the low-rise jeans hanging so low that her pussy peeked out from under the unbuttoned zipper, wet and glistening even without her touching it, her tits swung with every slow bob of her head, brushing against his thighs.
Lance stretched lazily, his arm falling behind his head as he let out a low, contented groan. "Mmmh… good morning," he said, half yawning, half groaning, and as his eyes adjusted, he noticed something—or someone else—beside Nami's head.
Nami looked up with her lips still wrapped around the tip of Lance's cock as she made a wet pop, a string of spit connecting her mouth to his head, "Good morning, Captain," she said before leaning aside and nodding at the second head next to hers, "I brought someone new for you,"
The woman beside her raised her head, and Lance recognised her instantly; it was Alvida, but of course not the fat version, but the slim, glossy-skinned beauty from after she ate her devil fruit.
Her long, wavy black hair framed her face, the freckles on her cheeks catching the morning light, and her lips glistened with the same mix of drool and precum that coated Nami's mouth.
She still had her cowboy hat perched on her head, tilted at a teasing angle, and wore a pearl necklace which rested right between her tits, which were barely contained by the white bikini top she wore, and the tight Capri pants that clung to her ass like a second skin.
"Captain Lance," Alvida said with a smile, "Nami told me everything about you," she said, licking her lips before leaning closer to his cock and dragging her tongue along the side, her warm breath brushing over Lance's skin, "she wasn't exaggerating."
Lance raised an eyebrow, watching the two women kneel between his legs, their tongues occasionally brushing against each other as they licked his cock from opposite sides, "Oh? And what exactly did she tell you?" he asked with a lazy and amused tone.
Nami giggled as she contined to stroke the base of Lance's cock with one hand, "That you are the real deal, captain, and that joining the straw hars meant serving you properly" Nami said proudlu, kidding the side of Lance's cock head before licking the side again, "After I helped clean up some of the Buggy pirate, Alvida came here crawling with starts in her eyes once I told her about you~"
Alvida chuckled as she rubed her cheek againts Lance's thigh, "She sure told me of what kind of man you are, who orders the sea and women the same.... and that no woman who joins you will get hungry or unsatisfied," Alvida said with teasing slut eyes as her hand wrapped around the midle of Lance's cock, giving it a slow pump alongside Nami, "of course I had to see if it was true"
Lance smiled and rested his hands on each of their heads with his fingers sinking into their hair, "Guess you'll find soon enough", Lance said, pushing Alvidas' head tighter into his cock, Nami obediently pushing her face closer too.
Their tongues dragged in sync up and down his cock, their lips meeting at the tip as both sucked together, moaning happily, getting closer to orgasm.
After a few long, wet minutes of sloppy sucking, Nami finally pulled back with her lips shining and her chin wet with precum as she caught her breath, "Captain," she said between short pants, "breakfast's ready… Sanji's been waiting for us in the galley."
Alvida followed, her tongue giving one last lazy swirl around the head before she let it fall from her mouth with a wet pop, a faint smirk tugging at her lips, "He said he cooked something special for you, Captain… something about it being fit for a king," she teased, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before sucking her fingers clean.
Nami giggled, pressing her tits together as she sat back on her heels, "You should come eat with us before it gets cold," she said, leaning forward to give the tip one last kiss, "we made sure he didn't serve anyone till you got up."
Alvida nodded, stepping closer and tracing her fingertip along Lance's thigh, "And I'm starving too, Captain… maybe you can feed us after," she said with a slutty tone, straightening up and adjusting her bikini top with her tits nearly spilling out.
Lance smirked lazily with his cock still glistening with their spit as he stretched out his legs, "Breakfast, huh?" he said, running a hand through his hair, "Guess I could use something to eat that doesn't suck me off first,"
Nami chuckled at the comment and stood, grabbing Alvida's hand, "Come on, Captain," she said winking, "Sanji's waiting downstairs with the food."
Alvida gave him a sideways grin as she turned to leave, her ass swaying with every step, "Don't take too long, Captain," she said, glancing back over her shoulder, "it'd be rude to keep a meal, and your crew, waiting."
Lance watched their asses as they walked out, both hips moving in sync, then let out a groan and pushed himself upright from the hammock, "Fine," he mumbled under his breath, "let's see what the cuck cooked today," before standing up and following the scent of food toward the galley.
Lance walked naked down the corridor, and by the time he reached the galley, the smell of butter and garlic already filled the air, and his stomach growled in appreciation.
Inside, Nami stood by the table, pointing at a crudely drawn map on the wall while explaining something about the Grand Line, her green and white bikini top struggling to contain her tits as she gestured with both hands, "So the Reverse Mountain is a mountain at the end of each sea," she said, tracing a finger along the paper, "the four currents from East, West, North, and South Blue all flow upward and meet at the top—"
Lance walked right behind her mid-sentence and smacked her ass hard enough to make it jiggle, the sound echoing through the room. Nami yelped but didn't stop explaining, her voice stuttering just slightly as she continued, "A-and from there, the water flows d-down into the Grand Line itself," she said, biting her lip as she fought not to moan, her ass still stinging from the slap.
Meanwhile, Alvida stood near the stove, helping Sanji carry plates, Lance reached over and grabbed one of her tits casually, giving it a firm squeeze through her top, his thumb brushing over her nipple until she shuddered, the pearl necklace between her tits swinging with the motion, "Morning snack," Lance told her, grinning, before finally sitting down.
Sanji said nothing and only puffed on his cigarette and gave a half-hearted salute, "Breakfast, Captain," he said stiffly, sliding the plate in front of Lance.
The meal was damn near perfect, a whole grilled lobster cut cleanly in half, the shell cracked just enough to reveal the tender white meat beneath, drenched in melted garlic butter and lemon glaze.
On the side sat roasted potatoes dusted with salt and herbs, and a cup of thick, still-steaming seafood chowder.
Lance dug in without a word, cracking a claw open with his bare hand with butter dripping down his fingers as he sucked the meat out, the salty, buttery taste filling his mouth while the rest of the crew sat around eating their own plates quietly, even Luffy, for once, seemed too busy stuffing his face to cause a scene.
Between bites, Lance watched Nami and Alvida sit across from him, the two whispering something about course plotting and "currents", though he barely cared enough to listen; the lobster was too good to bother, "Sanji," he said with his mouth half-full, "you make a good fuckin' lobster, shame you'll never get laid."
Sanji exhaled through his nose and mumbled something about respect while Lance chuckled and poured himself some wine, leaning back in his chair like a king at the table.
It didn't take long before the ship started rocking harder than usual, and everyone but Lance went out to investigate.
Within a few minutes, shit hit the fan. The Going Merry shot upward along the current, the force slamming everything forward as plates flew off the table. Lance could hear Nami scream at everyone to hold on.
Lance grabbed the wine bottle before it tipped, calmly drinking from it as the rest of the ship lurched like a rollercoaster.
Then, just as fast as it started, everything stopped with the sound of splashing and confused yelling reaching him in the galley.
When Lance finally stood up and wandered outside, the landscape was entirely different, as if it were painted...
Because it was.
"…Oh," Lance said, scratching his chin lazily as he looked around, "Laboon, right, this means Vivi is near, how neat "Lance said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, still holding his wine bottle.
While Lance stood on the deck watching the Laboon arc happen, he couldn't help but yawn, leaning against the railing, the rest of the crew were doing their business, and Luffy was nowhere to be seen, yet Lance remained unfazed.
Lance turned his head towards Alvida, who was standing beside him with her hands on her hips as the wind tossed her long black hair around her face, "So," Lance said, "What exactly can you do with that Devil fruit of yours?"
Lanc stared at Alvida's tits as she began her explanation, "My Sube Sube no Mi makes my skin so smooth that nothing can hurt me, Captain, blades, bullets, punches, they all just slide off," she said, running a hand slowly down her glossy stomach as if to demonstrate, her skin caught the light like polished glass.
"I can even glide across the deck or water if I build up enough speed, like skating," she added with a smug smirk, her hand resting on her hip as she pressed her tits forward.
Lance smirked as he reached over and grabbed her tit mid-sentence, his thumb circling over the smooth skin, it feel like warm oil under his palm, "So, no one can touch you unless you let them," he said, squeezing her nipple between his fingers, watching it stiffen almost instantly, "sounds like bullshit unless I'm the one touching, huh?"
Alvida let out a shaky breath, "Y-you're the exception, Captain," she said as her voice lowered to a submissive purr, "it doesn't work on you, because I want you to touch me," she added, tilting her head back slightly as his other hand joined in, groping the other breast while her necklace swung between them.
Lance's mind, however, was already elsewhere, weighing her words while staring at her tits, 'A devil fruit user who can't be harmed, perfect breeding stock', he thought lazily, his thumb flicking at her nipple as he considered how much power he could gain if he started breeding devil fruit users now.
'Alvida's fruit isn't that strong, but a start's a start... maybe wait for Robin, though…' Lance thought to himself as his cock twitched at the idea of a pregnant Robin.
In the end, Lance chose to wait, for now, though he wasn't about to deny himself the fun, "It's normal that no woman I fuck gets pregnant unless I want them to," Lance said calmly, Alvida raising an eyebrow to the obvious statement the captain just said.
When Miss Friday and Mr. 13 were caught by the Straw Hats, Lance couldn't have cared less, letting them do their thing while Nami handled the situation with her usual skill. Lance dragged Alvida to the far side of the dock.
"Strip," Lance ordered, and Alvida obeyed instantly, slipping her bikini top off, her tits bouncing free, the pearl necklace resting between them, her glossy skin glimmering under the sunlight as she hooked her fingers into her pants and slid them down, kicking them aside until she stood completely naked before him, her body was flawless and smooth like marble.
Lance grinned and stepped closer until his cock pressed against her stomach as his hand gripped her jaw and forced her to look up, "You got a nice body, Alvida, it's a shame I'm about to ruin you" Lance said, before shoving her back against a stack of crates with his hand sliding down to her thigh and lifting it up.
Without warning, Lance slammed into her, his cock pushing past her tight entrance and breaking through her hymen in one brutal stroke, Alvida's scream cut through the air, her hands gripping the wood behind her as tears welled in her eyes from the pain mixed with the shock of pleasure, her body trembling against his as his cock buried to the hilt inside her virgin pussy.
Lance groaned at the tightness, his hips immediately slamming forward again as his balls smacked against her ass, and she gasped out broken moans.
"Two cherries in a row," Lance said with a cocky smirk as he fucked her raw, her glossy skin made every thrust slide effortlessly, her body literally made to move without friction.
Lance's cock glided in and out of her pussy like she was made for it, her tits bouncing wildly as her back arched, the wood beneath her creaking under the impact, "C-Captain! You're too deep!" she gasped, but her body clung to him regardless.
Lance leaned in close to her ear, biting her neck hard enough to make her whine, "You'll get used to it," he said, fucking harder, each thrust driving her body further up against the crate until her legs wrapped around his waist out of reflex.
Her pussy clenched tight around Lance as her body shook from her orgasm, her juices drowned his cock and dripped down her thighs, Lance followed a moment later, slamming deep inside her pussy and unloadied a heavy load of cum straight into her womb, groaning as he held her tight against his body, feeling her twitch and shudder with every pulse of his cock.
When he finally pulled out, cum immediately gushed from her pussy, the semen flowed down her inner thighs and pooled at her feet as Alvida's legs gave out, and she slumped against the crate.
Lance stepped back, admiring the mess he made with his cock still semi-hard as he looked over the dazed smile of a freshly broken slut, "Good girl," he said, patting her cheek, "clean up and go see Nami, she'll get you sorted with the others, and don't make me repeat myself."
Alvida nodded weakly with her voice barely audible, "Y-yes, Captain,"
Lance smirked and turned back toward his hammock, mumbling lazily to himself, "Two down, a world full to go."