Nearing Marineford
"Scum," she began, the word dripping with icy command, "Set course for Marineford through the Gates of Justice. Our final destination is Sabaody."
The Captain, still pale and trembling from his earlier encounter, could only nod mutely. Sadi's gaze, sharp as a honed blade, lingered on him for a beat longer, a silent warning that disobedience wouldn't be tolerated.
Thankfully, for the Captain's sanity, the Gates of Justice complied with Sadi's pre-arranged signal. As the massive gateway creaked open, revealing the churning currents of the Government-controlled Tarai Current, a wave of relief washed over the ship. The skilled navigator, finally able to utilize his talents, expertly steered the vessel through the treacherous waters.
With the chaos of the Marineford war raging on – a battle so epic it could be felt even through the currents – Sadi felt a surge of confidence. In the face of such a monumental clash between the Whitebeard Pirates and the Marine forces, their escape would likely be overlooked, a mere blip on the radar of a world-changing conflict.
Back on deck, Magnus stood gazing at the swirling currents below. The sight, a mesmerizing dance of turquoise and emerald, was a stark contrast to the sterile grey of his Impel Down cell. It was a beauty only a man who had truly known darkness could appreciate.
A soft step brought him out of his reverie.
Sadi stood behind him, her figure a captivating silhouette against the setting sun. Her crimson uniform hung precariously on her damp form, clinging to every curve like a second skin.
With a slow, deliberate motion, she discarded her soaked red top with a flourish, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her toned midriff.
Ignoring the presence of the Captain and the remaining Marines, she wrapped herself around Magnus from behind, her touch a searing brand against his battle-scarred back.
"Master," she started, her voice barely a whisper.
Her hands, strong and calloused from years of wielding a whip, traced the contours of Magnus's broad chest. The scars etched across his torso, a testament to his brutal past, seemed to ignite in her touch.
"Allow me to recharge your body!"
Magnus, a man not easily fazed, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her audacity.
Yet, a flicker of amusement danced in his eyes. Before he became a prisoner, indulgence was his favourite past time.
With a low growl of approval, he leaned back into her touch.
Sadi's lips, velvety and tender, traced a path along the intricate map of scars that covered his skin. Each touch ignited a fiery sensation that spread through his body like a wildfire.
The Captain, unable to look away, felt a surge of envy and fear as he witnessed this intimate moment between them. His cheeks burned with a mixture of conflicting emotions. He couldn't resist stealing quick glances, drawn in by the mesmerizing display before him.
The air crackled with electricity as Sadi's fingers danced across his cock, leaving sparks in their wake. Every inch of him was alive with desire, fuelled by her intoxicating touch. The Captain could only watch, transfixed by the intensity of their connection.
RUMBLEEEE~
As the battleship neared Marineford, the distant rumble of cannons echoed across the waves.
The Gates of Justice, colossal structures guarding the entrance to the government-controlled waterway, swung open unexpectedly.
Relief washed over Sadi and Magnus – a lucky break that eliminated the need for their risky plan of flying over the Gates using Magnus' telekinesis.
The Captain, peering through his spyglass at the distant chaos, stammered, "W-what's going on? Why are the Gates open?"
"Looks like someone else decided to throw a party in Marineford," Magnus said, a hint of amusement lacing his voice.
The image of Blackbeard flashed through his mind before he shook it away.
With a firm grip on Sadi's face, he pulled her towards him and guided her mouth to his throbbing cock. She eagerly complied, her lips enveloping him as she bobbed up and down with increasing fervor, bringing him closer to ecstasy with each movement. The sensation was overwhelming, sending shivers down his spine as he surrendered himself fully to her skilled ministrations…
As the ship further cut through the churning waters, explosions rocked the surrounding area, sending shockwaves that rippled through the very currents. Frozen tsunamis, defying the laws of nature, crashed against the Marineford stronghold.
The Captain, wide-eyed and trembling, stammered, "C-could that be… Kuzan?"
Magnus, again distracted from his pleasure, glanced out at the frozen battlefield.
"Perhaps," he acknowledged, a flicker of interest in his eyes. It was rare to see such a display of power, even in a world filled with extraordinary abilities.
Despite the distractions, his singular focus remained on his loyal slut and what she was doing. He allowed himself to be fully consumed by Sadi, pulling her mouth away from his throbbing cock and commanding her to straddle him. With a deep moan of pleasure, she climbed onto his lap and began to ride him vigorously, their bodies moving in perfect synchronicity as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment…
As the ship sailed further, Sadi, finally satiated, reclined atop Magnus with a sigh of contentment. She could feel him brimming with energy...
A Marine scurried past, a tray laden with steaming food held aloft.
"Freshly prepared by the cook, Master," he stammered, his voice laden with fear.
Magnus, ever the pragmatist, gestured to the Captain and the Marine. "Taste it first."
The Captain and the Marine exchanged a nervous glance, then, with a shared shudder, hesitantly complied. Only after they'd both grimaced and declared it safe did Magnus indulge in a hearty bite. The simple meal, a stark contrast to the gruel he'd subsisted on in Impel Down, was a welcome treat.
"We can't linger," the Captain piped up, his voice gaining a semblance of courage. "The fighting might attract unwanted attention."
Magnus, after studying the map, allowed himself a rare smile.
"Indeed. We're close enough to Sabaody already."
The Captain, his uniform still damp from sweat, cleared his throat nervously. He wasn't sure if the escape plan had more holes than a cheese wheel, or if it was sheer audacity that kept them afloat. Regardless, he felt compelled to offer some strategic insight.
"Sir," he began, his voice a squeak, "it's worth noting that the Marines have relocated their families to Sabaody in light of the war. You might encounter some… unwanted recognition there."
Magnus ignored his words and looked at the map for the last time.
"Prepare for departure, Sadi," He commanded.
Sadi, who had been languidly reclining on his back, her perfectly toned midriff a tantalizing sight for any who dared to steal a glance, shot upright at his command.
Her body, a canvas of smooth, sun-kissed skin and sinuous curves, was a stark contrast to the harsh lines of war-torn Marineford.
Ignoring the nervous shuffles of the remaining crew, Sadi stretched with feline grace, her movements as fluid and lethal as a viper coiling for attack.
"Yes, master!"
Sadi excused herself and disappeared into the shower room of the ship. Magnus, left alone on the deck, followed suit.
An hour later, a vision of fiery orange hair and toned muscle emerged from the crew quarters.
Sadi, now clad in a well-tailored Marine uniform sauntered onto the deck. Her movements were confident, each step a declaration of power and purpose.
Together, they approached the assembled Marines, both now clad in the very uniforms they'd just fought against.
The Captain and his crew, their faces a mixture of confusion and apprehension, could only stare.
Sadi, her voice dripping with the same icy command she'd used earlier, addressed them.
"Listen well, scum," she began, her words laced with a hint of amusement. "You will keep your mouths shut about what transpired here. This escape will never be spoken of."
The Marines, their eyes wide with terror, stammered out promises of silence. They weren't fools. They'd seen firsthand the power of the escaped prisoner and his alluring companion. Disobeying them was simply not an option.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!"
A booming laugh erupted from Magnus' throat, the first genuine laughter any of them had witnessed. It was a sound devoid of malice, yet it sent shivers down their spines.
"No need! he said to Sadi, his voice tinged with affection, "they'll blab eventually! But it doesn't matter! no need to kill them either!!"
Ignoring the terrified looks of the marines, Magnus aimed his hand at the metallic door leading to the control room. With a low rumble, the hinges shattered and the door flew out.
The door, suspended in mid-air by an invisible force, transformed into a makeshift chariot. Taking Sadi's hand, Magnus propelled them both onto the metallic platform.
With another silent command, the makeshift craft shot forward, soaring above the vast ocean...
As they dwindled into tiny figures against the vast horizon, the Captain felt a wave of relief wash over him.