Nami trembled, a volatile mix of excitement and fear coursing through her. Seeing her nervous tension as she opened her own legs, but not enough.
Seeing this, Arlo approached, forcing her legs wide open, revealing her glistening, damp flesh.
"Please, be gentle," she whispered, her formerly strong facade crumbling away. "It's my first time."
A confident, easy smile played on Arlo's lips. "Don't worry. I'm going to introduce you to heaven." He wasn't boasting; it was a simple fact.
He had a renowned talent for pleasure, a skill that had, for better or worse, been demanded by even the most sheltered and annoying noble ladies. Besides, he had taken the virginity of some Celestial Dragon's females. He knew precisely how to navigate inexperience.
"Just relax and trust me," he murmured, his breath warm against her ear.
For some reason, Nami did. Her mind, still struggling to process the reality that Arlo's words had a way of becoming truth, simply surrendered to it.
He began with his fingers, his touch a masterclass in patience. He explored her with a slow, deliberate rhythm, coaxing her body to open for him, watching as her trepidation melted into breathless anticipation. Her soft gasps and the increasing slickness against his skin told him she was more than ready.
Finally, he aligned the formidable length of his cock with her wet entrance.
"Breathe for me, Nami," he instructed softly, and as she exhaled, he pushed forward, sinking into her incredible tightness.
He moved with painstaking slowness, letting her body stretch and accommodate him, the sensation of being engulfed so completely making him groan.
Her inner walls fluttered and clenched around him, molding to his shape as if she were being remade from the inside out to fit him perfectly.
When he felt the last vestige of resistance give way, replaced by a desperate, upward tilt of her hips, he knew the time for patience was over.
"Now," he breathed, and began to move in earnest.
The change was instantaneous. Nami's world narrowed to the feeling of him filling her, stroking a fire deep within her core.
Her moans, which started as soft whimpers, quickly escalated into uninhibited cries that echoed in the hot room.
He drove into her with a powerful, rhythmic pace that shattered her control, sending her careening over the edge not once, but twice in rapid succession, her body convulsing around him in waves of pleasure.
As the second climax began to ebb, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper with a surprising strength.
"More," she pleaded, "give me all of it."
He obliged, driving forward until the very head of his cock pressed firmly against the deepest part of her, a breathtaking impact that made her eyes roll back.
It was then that he poured into her, a seemingly endless, hot flood that filled her completely, wringing a final, shuddering sob of release from her lungs.
Sated and utterly spent, Nami felt consciousness slipping away, the world fading to a pleasant, warm blur.
A sharp, playful smack on her rear jolted her back to awareness.
"Hey, none of that," Arlo chuckled, his gaze drifting appreciatively to her chest. "We can't have you passing out on me. Though I must say, these are very nice." Arlo commented, grabbing her tits.
Nami blinked, the fog clearing to reveal the man who was still buried inside her, his warmth a tangible presence throughout her entire body. She couldn't deny the bone-deep satisfaction she felt.
"It seems you were able to make me cum," Arlo remarked, his voice laced with a smug arrogance. He was still hard, but he made no move to continue, allowing her a moment of rest. It would be bad to break her completely.
"So, how was it?" he asked with an arrogant tone, his smile growing confidently.
Nami looked up at him, a wry smile touching her lips. "Yeah, you want to hear it, right? Your cock is amazing. That was great, oh Great Arlo! May your godly cock bring me more happiness in the future," she said, her tone thick with irony.
As she spoke, her fingers, moving with a slyness that belied her exhaustion, collected a small pool of his seed from her stomach. Before he could comment, she brought it to her lips and tasted it, her expression unreadable.
Then, with a practicality that felt both stupid and necessary, she slid into her panties, even as she felt his cum trickle out.
She knew she could get pregnant, but she was reluctant to let go of the warmth that filled her. And in the end, she decided to take such an unnecessary risk, but luckily, nothing happened.
Finally, she pulled on her shirt and shorts, the fabric sticking unpleasantly to her sweaty, sticky skin.
"You're really going to let me go?" she asked, her voice hesitant.
"Yes," he said, stepping closer. He cupped her face and gave her a deep, possessive kiss, once again grabbing her perfect tits amidst the kiss. "You can consider that a goodbye kiss."
His hand naturally found its way to her waist, his palm resting on the curve of her butt as if he owned every part of her. And at that moment, Nami didn't complain; it felt strangely natural.
"Then again," he murmured into her ear, his voice a low, tempting rumble, "it could be the first of many. I have a proposal for you. Become my slave, and I will not only save your village, but I will let you travel all around the world and make maps."
Had he used any other word instead of 'slave', Nami would have said yes instantaneously. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she had grown to like him a lot. And she was desperate to save her village.
"Wait… Slave?" She asked.
"Yes, do you want to or not?"
"Of course not!" She screamed her answer.
If he had not given her enough money to pay off Arlong's demands, she might have thought more about the proposal. But she didn't need his help anymore to save the village. Or at least she thought this was the case.
Arlo just smiled arrogantly. Things were going just as planned, and he had the perfect item for this situation. One that the system had recommended him to buy earlier.
Because of that, he invoked the slavery knife, and before Nami could react, he carved it into her chest, however no blood came out.
"What was that?" She asked in confusion.
"Just a goodbye present. Just remember, if you ever need my help again, just think about it, and I will come to your rescue. The price, as you may imagine, will be your eternal loyalty and servitude."
Nami found all of that weird, but she had the money, and he would let her escape, so she just accepted it and went to her ship and disappeared into the vast ocean.
"Ok, now I just need to wait for a bit. It's going to be a good chance to train more. I hope Arlong turns out to be a good training partner." Arlo murmured, going back to his room.