Eustass Kid

It was late in the evening, Kid's crew had just set off towards an island where they could gather supplies, but instead of being on deck woth his crew, he was downstairs in the captain's quarters, with you.

His face was buried betwen your legs, your thighs on his shoulders as your back arched, hands gripping his bedsheets as his tounge moved around your clenching walls, his red-lips sucking in your juice whilst leaving lipstick marks along your clit.

You were holding back a moan, lips quivering as he ravenously ate at your clit, pulling away for a moment to look up at your form laying on his bed, all stretched out and shaky after his tounge play.