[137] Trying to Shoot Two Birds With One Stone (2)**

Chapter 137: Trying to Shoot Two Birds With One Stone (2)**

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Now that her country had been freed, even if a part of her brain was unable to accept if this was reality or a dream, Rebecca knew her duty as a princess would return with a lot of responsibilities and very little time for herself. She just hoped in the midst of her busy days starting tomorrow, she wouldn’t miss Hashirama’s departure. She had yet to properly thank him for all his help.

She had been working tirelessly to free her country after years of turmoil. Now, all of her work had earned fruition thanks to a single man. He even gifted her such a Logia devil fruit! That was clearly a proposal of some sort… she hoped.

– Click.

The door to her room opened and she stepped inside, her hand moving on the dark walls and turning on the light. She closed the door and then turned around to crash into her bed. She was in bad need of sleep right now.

“Hi.”

Rebecca's pink lips parted in surprise as she almost jumped out of her skin at the sudden voice; just as she turned around, she faced a man sitting on her bed, playing with a flower vase. Their eyes met, and he put the vase back on the bedside table.

Rebecca stared at the figure of Hashirama sitting on her bed. She was taken aback by his sudden appearance and the fact that he had managed to enter her chambers without being detected, without her aunt knowing.

“What, not gonna greet me back?” He said as Rebecca gulped; a young man invading the room of a young woman in the middle of the night sounded dangerous.

Staring into his dimly lit green eyes, Rebecca couldn't help but feel drawn to him; she had seen his bravery and strength, she knew if he had come here with bad intentions, as she already knew he was a womanizer, she wouldn’t be able to resist.

‘Do I want to resist, though…’ that thought came to Rebecca’s head, and she slapped herself out of her daze. Dangerous.

"What are you doing here, Ra? Or should I call you Hashirama? You lied to me about your name…" she said, trying to sound casual despite the pounding of her heart.

“You can call me whatever, princess.” He said, hopping off the bed and walking to her. “Hmm, should I call you Pink Princess? Or Love Princess? Vivi would be mad if I called you the same nickname as hers, even though, naturally, a name like ‘princess’ isn’t unique to her. She is cute like that.”

Rebecca held back a frown. She held no hate towards Vivi Nefertari; in fact, she had seen her fight bravely for Dressrosa. Still, she felt a little jealous and uncomfortable at his words describing Vivi so passionately.

Hashirama stood over her, his muscular frame towering above her. He leaned down and looked into her eyes, breaking her daze. “So, how’ve you been since I last saw you? I think I managed to heal all your wounds back then, or did I miss any?”

Rebecca’s jealousy vanished as she smiled up at him, their faces just an inch away from each other. “No. Your hands worked its magic, Hashirama.”

“I am glad,”

“You shouldn’t be here, though. Aunty, father, and grandfather will be mad if they see you.” She reminded him, walking around him to sit down on the bed.

“Are you?” He followed suit and sat beside her. “Are you mad at me?”

She hesitated and then leaned her head on his shoulder. “You think?”

“Seems like not,” he replied and then put an arm around her waist. Rebecca was startled as he pulled her closer and kissed her gently on the lips; she felt a shiver run through her body.

Without saying anything else, he pushed her down on the bed. She watched as he climbed on top of her, his strong arms framing her face. He kissed her again, more passionately this time, and she could feel his hardness pressing against her through their clothes.

“A-aunty will be mad~” she moaned, her head snapping backward as he kissed her nap.

“She will understand,” Hashirama told her reassuringly.

Rebecca arched into him, feeling the heat and need building up inside her. She had been so busy taking care of the country’s needs that she hadn't even realized when she had grown up. Living with half-naked men and women in the Colosseum, she had heard what the other in-mates did at night, she knew about all the details. None touched her, they had that much respect for her as their former princess, but her eyes had seen a lot and her ears much more.

She knew what was going on, and what was going to happen… and she wanted to enjoy all of it. The hero of her dreams deserved no less because she too wanted him.

Hashirama seemed to sense her desire as he shifted his hips, grinding against her in a way that made Rebecca gasp. He finally pulled away from their kiss and looked down at her, his eyes burning with lust.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered before yanking her top upwards, lowering his head to take one of her breasts into his mouth. Rebecca cried out as pleasure shot through her body; she had never felt anything like this before.

Hashirama moved between her legs, teasing her entrance with his fingers until she was wet and ready for him, Rebecca couldn't help but feel excited. The room filled with moans, and soon the both of them were naked, kissing and hugging as their hands roamed on each other's bodies.

“I love it when you touch me, ahn~” Rebecca moaned.

“Adorable,” he said, as he began to strip her naked further. Soon he was naked too, and Rebecca paused when her eyes saw the thing between his legs. “Aww, you look scared? Don’t be, it will fit.”

“Uh… alright.” Rebecca had seen a lot, as she said, and that one right there should be too big for her. Still, she nodded and trusted him. The anticipation of feeling him inside her made her heart race. Until he positioned himself and thrust forward, making her cry like a siren as pain spread through her body. “L-liar!”

She gasped as he slowly pushed into her, filling her up in a way that made her feel both full and achingly empty at the same time. No blood fell, her physically active life caused her hymen to break a long time ago, as she arched her back and clutched onto the bedsheets.

“See? You’re doing just fine.” He leaned down and kissed her, she shuddered and kissed back, her eyes closed. “There, I’ll ease the pain with my Jutsu.” He said and the pain indeed lessened, and pleasure spread through her body instead.

Hashirama started to move, his powerful strokes driving Rebecca wild with need. She arched her back, throwing her head back and moaning loudly as he hit her sweet spot over and over again. The feeling of him inside her was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. It was as if he was taking her on a journey to another world, one where all her worries melted away.

As Hashirama slid in and out of Rebecca's tight pussy, she felt the heat build-up inside her. She could feel the moisture between her legs growing thicker as he continued to thrust into her at a steady pace. Every time he hit that perfect spot, she let out a gasp, feeling her body tense, and then relaxed in response to his movements.

She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. She traced circles around his nipples, watching as they hardened under her touch. Hashirama groaned softly, looking at her warningly, as she moaned when he intensified her thrusts, his hips pushing deeper into her.

Rebecca moaned, gasping with her eyes closed, and leaned forward to kiss him passionately. She could taste the sweat on his lips and felt his rough stubble scrape against her chin. She ran her tongue over his teeth, nipping gently at his bottom lip before pulling away with a satisfied smile.

"Fuck, Hashirama," Rebecca moaned and laughed, his eyes fixed on hers. "You feel s-so good. Ahn~"

She could hear the desire in her own voice and knew that she had him harder, he began to fuck her faster. She moved her hips in time with his thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke as they both tried to reach their peak together. Rebecca couldn't help but laugh at how lost he seemed in the moment, his eyes glazed over with lust as he watched her body move beneath him.

As she felt herself getting closer to orgasm, Rebecca began to whisper dirty things into Hashirama's ear. He looked surprised at first, and she felt him getting harder inside her. Unintentionally eavesdropping on those gladiators fucking at night at least had some benefits.

“Choke me, slap me~ ahn, yes.” She told him what she wanted him to do to her, how she needed him to fuck her harder and faster until they both exploded in a shower of pleasure. Her words seemed to fuel his passion, as he picked up the pace and started slamming into her with a force that made her gasp for air.

"Oh fuck," Rebecca groaned, feeling her orgasm building inside her. "I'm going to cum so hard. Yes, yes, yes~!"

Hashirama let out a growl and pushed into her one last time before pulling out and shooting his load all over her stomach. She watched in awe as the first drops of his cum landed on her skin, followed by more and more until she was covered in it.

Rebecca smiled up at him, feeling satisfied and fulfilled after their passionate encounter. She ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying the feeling of his sweaty skin against hers as they both caught their breath.

"That was amazing," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him gently on the lips. "I don't think I've ever felt anything like that before."

“And it’s not even midnight,” he replied, watching her pause in realization that he was not soft yet. This didn’t happen with those gladiator men and women… “Turn around, I’ll show you a whole new world now that I warmed up a little.”

Warm up? Oh no-

The rest of the night was spent with Rebecca getting bred on different positions, with her eyes going white sometimes, and sometimes filled with cheerful stars as she loved every second of the pleasureful encounter.

A few hours before the sun could rise, knocks fell on the door.

“Rebecca! Open the door!” It was the voice of Viola.

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