The Stella cut through the waves of the New World. The crew had retreated to the lower quarters, leaving Gojo and Yuki alone near the bow. The sea breeze caressed their faces.
Yuki, leaning against the railing, played with a lock of her blonde hair, her provocative smile lighting up her face. Her light jacket, slightly open, revealed the generous curve of her breasts, barely contained by a tight top. Gojo, casually leaning against a mast, watched her with a gleam in his eyes, his usual arrogance tinged with a hint of desire.
"So, Captain," Yuki teased, her voice husky. "What are you daydreaming about? Are you thinking about that kid from Loguetown, or... am I the one distracting you?" She leaned slightly, accentuating the view of her cleavage, her lips stretching into a mischievous smile.
Gojo chuckled, closing the distance between them. "Yuki-chan, you know I never daydream. But you..." He moved closer, his breath caressing her face. "You're playing with fire. Do you really want to see how far I can go?"
Yuki didn't back down. She lifted her chin, her eyes sparkling with defiance. "Oh, is that a threat?" She ran a hand over his chest, her nails grazing his shirt, a gesture both playful and provocative.
Gojo grabbed Yuki by the nape of her neck and crushed his lips against hers in a burning kiss, charged with raw passion. Their tongues intertwined in a feverish dance, their breaths mingling in a muffled growl. Yuki responded with the same intensity, her fingers digging into Gojo's hair, pulling him closer. The kiss was wild, almost animalistic, as if they were releasing tension that had been building up for months.
Gojo pressed Yuki against the railing, his hands sliding under her jacket to grab her breasts, kneading them boldly, eliciting a moan from Yuki. "Damn, you're too hot," he growled against her lips, his thumbs teasing her nipples through the thin fabric. Yuki arched her back, her nails scratching Gojo's chest, a smirk on her lips.
"You're not so bad yourself," she murmured, her voice trembling with excitement. She slid a hand under his shirt, her fingers tracing the hard lines of his abs before moving lower, brushing against the growing bulge in his pants. "But I want to see what you really have to offer."
Gojo let out a rough laugh, his hands moving to grip Yuki's buttocks, squeezing them firmly before delivering a resounding slap. She gasped, a spark of pleasure in her eyes. "Oh, you want to play like that?" she said, biting her lower lip. She pushed away slightly, just enough to slide off her jacket, revealing her round breasts, barely covered by a top that left nothing to the imagination.
Gojo groaned, unable to tear his eyes away. He pulled her close again, his lips capturing a nipple, sucking eagerly as his hand slipped under Yuki's skirt, finding the warm wetness of her pussy. "You're already soaked," he murmured, a predatory smile on his lips as he began to finger her, his fingers sinking slowly, exploring every inch. Yuki moaned, her hips undulating against his hand, her juices lubricating his movements.
"Keep going," she panted, her hands gripping Gojo's shoulders. "Harder." He obeyed, picking up the pace, his fingers plunging deeply, curling just enough to make her tremble. She threw her head back, her moans echoing in the night, mingling with the sound of the waves.
But Yuki wasn't one to be dominated for long. With a provocative look, she pushed Gojo away and knelt before him, her fingers quickly undoing his belt. "My turn," she said, her voice husky with desire. She freed his hardened member, her eyes widening slightly at its size before a smile returned. Without hesitation, she took him into her mouth, her lips sliding along his length in a skilled blowjob. Gojo groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her movements as she sucked him with an eagerness that drove him insane.
"Damn it, Yuki," he gasped, his hips moving instinctively. She alternated between slow, teasing movements and deep throats, her eyes locked on him, full of challenge. The sensation was electric, each flick of her tongue bringing him closer to the edge.
But Gojo wasn't going to let her win so easily. He pulled her up abruptly, pressing her against the railing again. "You wanted to play," he growled, almost ripping off her jeans. He lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and with a powerful thrust, he entered her, his cock filling her pussy in a deep stroke. Yuki cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into his back.
"Yes, like that!" she gasped, her hips meeting each of his thrusts. Gojo fucked her savagely, each thrust more brutal than the last, the wood of the railing creaking under the force of their movements. He alternated between firm spanks on her round ass and caresses on her breasts, his lips capturing hers in messy kisses.
Their bodies glistened with sweat and fluids, the air thick with their moans and the sound of their skins slapping. Yuki, insatiable, tightened her legs around him, pulling him deeper. "Harder, Gojo!" she ordered, her eyes shining with primal desire. He complied, his thrusts becoming frantic, each movement bringing them closer to ecstasy.
"I'm going to come," Gojo growled, his muscles tensing. Yuki, on the brink of orgasm, dug her nails into his back, her cries intensifying. "Do it, fill me!" she gasped. With one final powerful thrust, Gojo exploded, his cum spilling inside her as Yuki reached her own climax, her body trembling violently against his.
They remained entwined, panting, their bodies still shaken by waves of pleasure. Yuki, a satisfied smile on her lips, whispered, "Not bad, Captain."
Gojo burst into laughter, kissing her softly.