All the while enjoying their night drinking and eating to their hearts content, the captain still kept his gaze open and steady on those around him. One couldn’t be too careful when it came to protecting his crew. Even through the fun, laid back celebratory like atmosphere, he had to be -

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Pulling his lower lip in between his teeth, his gaze darkened as he looked her over. Damn she’s absolutely mouth water in that little outfit and he couldn’t wait to stuff her full. His hand lowered to adjust himself beneath his pants, desire pooling in his gut. But he remained calm, not letting -

“I’ve got some wine in the back if that’s any compensation, lad,” he called playfully, red brows lifting and lowering as his eyes sparkled with amusement Ah, to see Buggy all annoyed cause he was there. It was like old times, and if he had known it would be so fun to bother him he would have -

He managed to keep quiet long enough to let her think but the smile never left his face. The hammock rocked slightly as his legs crossed, the sound of the waves crashing among the beach cutting through the night air. Coming here had been a rest place, not a place for romance and certainly not -

Never too early to get drunk.

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Fingers curled around a bottle of rum, Shanks twirled in a circle, laughing loudly as he collapsed onto the sand nearby. He’s had quite a bit to drink.

Taking a seat on the couch nearby, his hand lowered to pat his thigh as his legs opened a bit. A smirk grew upon his lips as he looked her over, hunger in his eyes. “I would love for the little bun bun to come bounce on her carrot and claim it.”

Yawning, he rocked the hammock back and forth, completely aware that Kidd was there.

No? Not at all?

Gaze never leaving her, the grin across his face only stretched wider as the bottle tumbled from his grasp to the sand below. A hiccup escaped him, followed by a bout of laughter as he rocked again in the hammock. “Sorry, love, but I can’t imagine any place I’d rather be right now. The food is -

Can’t believe the clown is cowering behind me from his wife. Some things never change.

Won’t be a problem, I can assure you.

Well, if your little bunny mind can’t handle the decision, I’m happy to make it for you.

Yeah, my crew would say it happens a lot.

Taking the water from her, he frowned as he looked at it. “Doesn’t seem appetizing,” he said with a chuckle.

He rolled over in the hammock, feet moving to touch the ground as he groaned and rubbed his eyes with his hand. Drank too much last night, he’s hungover.

“No rum. Duly noted.” Lifting his bottle in cheers, he finished half of it before sighing and leaning back, moving his hand to softly trail rough fingers over her smaller ones. He knew she wasn’t partial to him getting black out drunk so often but a man had to have hobbies. It didn’t keep him -

In any way you’d like it, long as you get fed properly.

Looks like darkness has fallen, love. Why don’t you let me give you what you want?

Humming, he lifted the bottle to look it over with a shrug of his shoulders, loud laughter bubbling from his chest as she shook the hammock. “Wouldn’t offer you anything that might hurt you, sweetheart, but that’s alright, more for me.” He took another long sip as if to accentuate his words. -

He brought the bottle down from his lips, smile growing as he looked up ad her. “Well, hello there! I sure am. There isn’t much a nice hammock and a bottle of rum won’t fix. Wanna join me?”

Huh, what an interesting thing to forget about.

Leaning back to relax in the hammock, he sipped on a bottle of rum, enjoying the smell of salty sea air around him.

Dunno, that’s a question for me crew. I asked for them, they got them. [Loud laughter sounded from him, strong chest reverberating against her back. Her curiosities were cute, wondering about the roots when he never gave it a second thought once they were there. He dipped his head, following -

What’s the matter? Didn’t miss your old buddy.

Why, you can still do that here with me.

Of course they’re real, wouldn’t have it any other way. [He followed her over to the helm, eyes on her as she took it all in, smile planted firmly on his face. Moving in behind her, his large form lingered there, slightly pressed against her. His hand came to rest on the wood beside of -

Been out for a morning swim. It’s a lovely day. #SeductiveSunday

And that’s exactly why you have no say in anything I do, let alone my relationships. I’ll show off every mark she makes.

How ironic it is that you say that. Age is just a number, I can assure you of that. What the celestials do to humans is another matter completely…wouldn’t you agree?

Oh? Do tell, what should one my age be acting as…

Nothing to be ashamed of here, just enjoying the freedom piracy brings.

Aye, aye, little lassy.

There it was, the face of the man he’s known most of his life, his old friend. That fiery temper of his never changed it seemed, always wound up and ready to lose it over something….usually Shanks when he was around. He didn’t hate it though, it was something he had grown to expect. Really to be -

Just enjoying the sight of the seas. And yourself?

Don’t be surprised if I begin forgetting things.

Sauntering around with a hickey on his neck… Lipstick stains down his chest.

Oh please. I highly doubt a cat would have such ability.

Whatever you’d like, darling.

You sure know how to charm a man, don’t you pet?

“Back. Noted.” Her lips trailed a hot path over his skin, sending desire coursing through his veins and making it harder for him to focus on his words. The nip of her teeth and the swirl of her tongue marked him differently from her lipstick, bringing a low chuckle from his -

There were many things that changed over the years, adventures that led him back and forth through the cerulean waters of the sea. Yet one thing that always remained true was the way Buggy ran his mouth. It was endearing to the red head, taking him back to when they were young and holding -

Whatever “serving” you prefer, love. Then tell me what you mean, why don’t you?

Hello, old friend. [Lips curled into a smile, dark eyes scrunching.]