⚜️ Keywords ⚜️

Y/n -> your name
E/c -> eyes colour

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The light disappeared from the other side of the door as soon as it was closed. The room wasn't particularly bright and was more larger than yours. Your nose could distinguish a fresh smell, typical of a little used room, and what you felt on Katakuri's clothes.
Being always out of Komugi, his bed had always been in order, like the rest of his things.
Beside you, as if he was a shadow, he awaited your reaction; you had to be relaxed but, for some reason, you couldn't.
You took a few steps until you reached the center.

《Damn it, this room is tidier than mine...》  You crossed your arms and looked around; Katakuri noticed that your gaze rested on his bed, where "big" wasn't the most suitable term for what seemed almost a field of sumo.

《I don't spend much time here...》  He replied immediately after you  《but yes, maybe I should start doing it more often.》  Although it wasn't hot, you started to sweat and your body stiffened.

Katakuri stretched out his arms towards you grabbing your legs and back; he felt a different sensation.
《You look agitated Y/n, is something wrong?》  He looked at you deeply.

《It's the first time I'm going to sleep with you...shouldn't I be?》  Your ears flushed, along with your cheeks. He smirked to that cute reaction.

《And who said we're going to sleep?》  He took two steps towards the bed and threw you over it; you bounced off the hard mattress.

《H-hey!》  His hands rested on the sides of your head, on the colored blanket. His face seemed so far from that perspective, but his predatory gaze didn't escape you.

《Tell me what you want.》  You swallowed; there were many meanings behind those words and there was one in particular that you were trying to avoid. You wanted to be next to him, but you felt that it wasn't the right time to take such a step overtaken. As soon as you imagined it, agitation appeared in you.

《Mpf.》Katakuri catch your thoughts.  《Is that what worries you? Not to be good enough? Or are you afraid of me?》  The hand on your right moved gently on your shoulder and stroked it. He was having a wrong idea and you were trying to fix it.

《I said before that I'm not afraid of you Katakuri, it's just that...well...》  You felt his glove touching your face and you didn't finish the sentence.

《Listen carefully Y/n, I would never do anything that could hurt you...I don't want you to take back everything you said a little while ago.》  Both of his hands squeezed your hips.  《However, I can't deny that I want to touch you.》

Even if you tried to keep your mind clear, your instincts said to let yourself be abandoned by his scheming voice.
《Uhm, are you going to stand there for much longer? Why don't you sit down...》  And it was as if a building was about to collapse on you and you couldn't see anything but him.

Suddenly, you realized that he was taking off his scarf and gloves. It was the first time you had seen his hands, so manly large. He approached you and, as if you were a doll, adjusted your hair behind your ears to give you a passionate kiss; even though it was still difficult for you to cross your tongue with his, you couldn't refuse it.
You stretched your arms inside his vest, but without reaching his back; touching his skin, smooth and muscular, was really pleasant.
《No wrinkled skin, huh?》  Katakuri noticed where you got your hands.

《Is this what you think of your husband?》  Feel his fingers at the nape of your neck and he slipped until he found the invisible zipper of the dress.
《You will soon change your mind, my dear.》  In a moment, he pulled the zipper down.

《W-what are you doing now?! W-wait! I was joking!》  You covered yourself, as far as you could, trying to keep the dress on, but Katakuri was ready to completely twist it.

《Crap, and I don't even have a bra underneath...!》  You thought, as if it was your only concern.

《Mpf, you're more insolent than I thought...》  He slowed his movements.

《This doesn't mean anything...and it was Pudding who advised me to do so...》  You closed your eyes, now in total embarrassment.
《If it wasn't for them...!》

《I would have done it with the other clothes too.》  You were baffled; you didn't think that Katakuri's intentions were serious.
You finally gave up, gently dropping the fabric around you. You knew he would be disappointed.

Your body wasn't as perfect as it seemed; just below the breast, a scar extended which ended above the navel.
Katakuri stood staring at it, for a moment.
《I hurt myself, when I was a child...》  You added; he touched it with his fingers and realized that something was wrong...and he was right.

《Who did this to you?》  The scar was still visible and this made him understand that it hadn't been too long since it was formed. You sighed.

《It happened a year ago, but it wasn't anything serious.》  You didn't like to remember what had happened to you, when you were still in Dressrosa, and you didn't want to tell it at all; Katakuri felt that you were hiding something.

《So it was him...》  You remained silent.
No one had caused you as much harm as Doflamingo did that time.

《Because I had disobeyed him...》  You covered your chest, as much as you could, with your arms  《it would have been better never to have met him.》  You wiped the tears running down your face, under the serious gaze of the other.

He held you tight; you tried to hold back your sobs, so as not to show yourself even more vulnerable than you already were.
《He can no longer hurt you, Y/n.》  He looked you straight in the eyes, now red and tired.
《As long as I breathe.》

On the bed, you fell into a deep sleep; Katakuri carefully covered you with the blanket. All that was left was to do the same but, before going to sleep, he lay down next to you looking at you for all the time left.
With your eyes closed, you approached him resting your head on his bent arm; you smiled to feel his presence beside you.

《Mpf, what a childlike face...》  He thought with a side smile, before closing his eyelids.

- - -

The following morning, you were woken up by the chirping of birds, leaning on the window sill; you were completely relaxed, with your arms and legs open. An intense light dazzled you making your exceptional irises and your hair shine, as if they were many topazes.
Reluctantly, you realized that you were alone and fell asleep just before something happened with your husband.

《What time is it...?》  You mumbled; the clock said noon.
《What is that?! It's impossible that I slept so much!》  You hurried out of the door when you saw a couple of clothes on the corner of the bed; they were your size and one of the servants must have brought them to you.

After that, you ran to the stairs; the servants told you that Katakuri was waiting for you in the courtyard, behind the palace.
《G-go miss, before he finish breakfast!》

As soon as you went out, you realized there was something wrong.

《It isn't possible that they saw Katakuri having breakfast...》
In fact, there was no one waiting for you there.

《Oh, I didn't think they could be so playful!》  You said out loud pretending laughter; you didn't understand why they had lied to you and it couldn't have been Katakuri's work.
You were almost back when a cookie-soldier came to stand in front of the exit.

《What's going on...》  The situation was slowly changing and none of this seemed like a joke anymore.

《Well, well, well...I didn't think you'd seriously fall for it!》  A voice behind you spoke. Unfortunately for you, you recognized him immediately.
《You should have guessed it Y/n. Nii-san has no time to waste on these things.》

Every time you saw his grin it irritated you deeply.

《Tsk. Don't you have anything better to do, Cracker? In the kitchen they will be short of biscuits, why don't you go take a look...?》  You answered him with a cocky smile.

《Hahaha I love this side of yours, Y/n...》  His grin suddenly vanished  《irritates and excites me at the same time....》  with a snap, he came up to you, grabbed you by the neck and raised in the air.  《Tell me Y/n, which part do you prefer?》

- - -

A few hours earlier, Katakuri had left his room to deal with a problem that bored Linlin, so he left early leaving you to sleep on his bed, without anyone being able to disturb you; before closing the door, he took one last look at your serenely asleep expression, which in the last few days became a cure-all for his rigid mood.

The meeting was to be held on Biscuits island, as it's located very close to the border that separated Tottoland from the rest of the world.
It was an unusual report from the sea snails, which had immediately sent a Tarte ship to the site, but to no avail.
To avoid an unnecessary emergency, Big Mom had ordered the three Generals of Sweet to deal with it.

Charlotte Smoothie and Katakuri had gathered on the coast, in contact with one of the reconnaissance ships.
《But where's Cracker-san? Why is it taking so long...》  Smoothie said noting the evident absence of his older brother.

Katakuri added nothing, but after a while the Haki showed him something...you, lying on a meadow, unconscious; the image wasn't clear, but he managed to notice that you weren't alone. A pair of long legs were beside you, ending with pink and white spherical knee pads with green decorations; it seemed very familiar to him, until he had certain confirmation...the presence of the cookies under the belt proved he was his brother Charlotte Cracker.

Katakuri's gaze had always been frowning, but this time it went beyond all limits.

He didn't have time to figure out what kind of situation you had gotten into and his brother wouldn't have made it easy.
《Think about it Smoothie, I have to take care of one thing.》

- - -

It was difficult to breathe that way, although the grip wasn't so tight.
As you tried to free yourself, Cracker just watched you amused.

《What the hell is this...》  His mood changed as soon as he noticed something at the base of your neck; although superficial, there was a slight red mark. Last night, Katakuri had brushed your skin with one of his fangs.
《I see you had fun last night, huh? Imagine if your husband saw it...》  His grin returned to mark his face, more evil than before.

《Heh, I'm sure he would regret making only one...》  His hand began to tighten around your neck.

《Do you want me to believe that you had sex with him? Ah! Don't take me for a fool Y/n, I know my brother too well...》

《Not enough, maybe.》  Of course you had done nothing, but it didn't take much to drive him crazy.
Apparently, he wasn't happy to know that he hadn't been the first to get his hands on you.
He remained silent, watching the emptiness, and you took the opportunity to look for something to be able to react. You tried to bring your energy into the water, as soon as you saw a fountain, not far from there, but at that moment Cracker came to himself and, with a quick gesture, threw you to the ground.

Did he know about your power? You weren't sure about this, but you didn't have time to think about it.

You were stunned by the blow.

The figure of Cracker was there, above you, trying to get the better of you. For a brief moment, you felt like you were seeing someone else, mistaken the sweat on your forehead with a pink feather falling on your face.

You knew he wasn't Doflamingo, but the anguish and sense of oppression you felt was identical. Cracker seemed like his horrible copy.

Luckily, you weren't hurt and you tried to get away from your attacker, but Cracker stopped you.
《Now we'll see if what you say is true, Y/n...》  His hand pressed against your groin  《it won't be a big problem for you, since you have already been opened...》  He began to unbutton your pants.

Your fist reached his face, but without touching it; after blocking it, he imprisoned your hands inside a biscuit and placed it over your head.

《Do you feel uncomfortable? Don't worry...I'll make you feel so good that you'll forget the rest.》

《F-fuck you, asshole...!》  You felt his hands reach your skin and, even if he was wearing gloves, you felt nothing but disgust and embarrassment.
No one had realized your situation or, most likely, had been ordered not to interfere.

You tried to concentrate by trying to use the Ambition of perception, but you were interrupted by his long, slimy tongue that licked you.
《It's useless to try these tricks with me, Y/n. Besides, nobody will come here.》

《If you touch me again, I will...!》  And at that moment, he tore your shirt.

《You what? Do you want to kill me? This is a big problem, because Mama doesn't tolerate betrayals within the family...》  Despite the despair, you didn't allow him to submit so easily.

《This is what you're doing...you're betraying Katakuri's trust!》  The only way left was to make him think.  《What you're doing makes no sense, Cracker!》  At the sound of those words the other got nervous.

《You, who fell in love with my brother, do you think you can judge me?! The only idiot here is just you Y/n.》  He had begun to scream angrily over your voice.  《And still hope that he can return those feelings? But don't make me laugh! Love counts for little or nothing in this world and you'll realize it sooner or–...》  Something interrupted him, throwing him away from you.

The thud caused a small cloud, like an explosion; even if the biscuit weighed on your arms, you tried to sit up.
Suddenly, you were enveloped in a soft white cloud, which lifted you off the ground; soon after, it turned into an arm.

You looked up to glimpse Katakuri's, full of anger.
He wasn't looking at you, as he was totally focused on the body he had laid out on the grass, waiting for him to get up.

《Cracker...》  His voice caused you a terrifying shiver. You have never seen him so furious.

After recovering, Cracker got to his feet and couldn't ignore his brother's black expression; he didn't imagine that he would come to rescue you by completely destroying all the biscuit soldiers he had created.

《Nii-san...h-how come you're already here?》  He was agitated, but tried to keep his usual charm.

《This is my house. Why weren't you on Biscuits before?》  He looked down at you noting your condition.  《What did you plan to do to my wife?》  His hand squeezed where he was holding you, on your thigh. However, it didn't bother you and you wondered what it would do to him.

《I'm sorry, brother, but it was she who provoked me...》  He said with a sigh  《you had to see her as she had clung to me. An unheard of insolence and a lack of respect for you, that's who Y/n really is.》  He crossed his arms, satisfied.

《It's a lie and you know it well! Are you the only one...》  Katakuri turned his back on Cracker to leave, interrupting the eye contact between the two of you.

《I don't want to see you here anymore Cracker...》  The nerve on the forehead was totally visible, along with his anger.  《I don't let you pass the second time. It's a promise.》

- - -

As he climbed the stairs, you couldn't help thinking how he left Cracker's actions unpunished; he said no more, after he took you away.

《Put me down Katakuri. I can walk alone.》  You shook your legs, but he didn't listen to you.
《Are you listening to me? I asked you to...》  Suddenly, you found yourself face to face with him; his expression seemed the same as before.

《So that's how you thank me for coming to your rescue...》  His "S" shaped eyebrows darkened his eyes further.  《Anyway, why were you alone with him?》

《He deceived others by pretending to be you and I fell like an idiot...》  You looked elsewhere with your tail in your eye  《I realized too late that it was his trap.》

Katakuri moved a tuft of hair behind your ear to reveal one of your rosy cheeks. He hadn't noticed that Cracker was jealous of you and wouldn't have expected such absurd behavior.
《Where did he touch you?》  Despite your unease, he wanted to know the details that he couldn't distinguish in his prediction.

In front of that question, you stopped; you didn't want to tell him everything Cracker had done before he arrived, so you left out the scenes you feared were more disturbing than others.
《Well, we were arguing, until he grabbed me by the neck and threw me on the ground...I must have hit my head, because it hurts me enough.》  You stroked the back of your head; that way, you wouldn't need to tell him the rest when you had his brother on top of you.

《I understand...》  He touched your neck with two fingers  《so why are you so wet at this point?》  Every time you met his gaze, it seemed impossible to lie to him.

《And your shirt is gone.》  It was obvious he noticed.

《It's nothing, Katakuri...》  He admired your determination, but he couldn't ignore that he was worried about you.

《Because nothing happened, but what if I hadn't arrived in time? Stop taking everything lightly Y/n.》  You buried your face on his scarf and there you abandoned yourself; after all, you were happy that he was next to you.

He took you to your room, this time, and called the young maid to help you. Your clothes were dirty and torn.
《Take care of her.》  Before he could leave, you grabbed his jacket so as not to lose his attention.

《Thanks.》  Katakuri adjusted his scarf, without losing his temper, as you weren't alone.

《Like your husband, it's my duty to protect you.》  And he closed the door behind him.

You followed the girl to the bathroom and, while she was preparing the hot water, you noticed her obvious embarrassment.
You threw your rags into the basket and entered the tub, to let your body and spirit regenerate.

- - -

《Thanks for the support. From here on, I'll take care of it.》  The maid let you dry and dress in total tranquility.
You needed to talk to Katakuri, but you feared that it wouldn't be possible because of his commitments.
You wanted to leave the building, although the situation had shaken you enough; luckily, the servants were kind to bring you a buffet just for you. (After all that action, you forgot you had to have breakfast...)

While you ate, you watched the mirror near the bed waiting for someone to come out; Brûlée was probably busy that day too.
You wanted to confide in it and seek advice from her, but you had to settle for the relief that those soft donuts gave you.

《Now I understand why Katakuri likes them so much, mmm...》

A light breeze came in from the balcony to cheer your loneliness...until you had the sensation of feeling something, a sound very similar to a cut in the air.
It came from the balcony and you approached it slowly. Once outside, there was nothing other than the view of the island.

You stepped back with your foot when you suddenly stopped and it was as if something was holding you back.
《But what...》  Shortly after, the sun disappeared...something very big was shading you and, for a moment, you feared it was another relative of yours who came to tease you...but as soon as you looked him in the face, you bleached.

《Fufufufufufu》  You hoped you could forget that repeated grin, once and for all.
《I found you, my little Y/n.》

- - -

Katakuri's ship had returned to Komugi; of course, after what had happened he had decided to let his men go, in case you needed him.
Inside his head, he couldn't get away from you and Cracker's image; his nerves were starting to swell again, like his muscles, thinking about the way he touched you.
He looked down at his hand, the one that caressed your body last night.
The feeling of your skin was unforgettable for him and he wanted it to become his. Like you.

The sound of the displaced water of the boat, which has now reached the port, brought him back to himself.

Smoothie hadn't discovered anything and Cracker had recently returned to the island.

He tried to let go of today's adventure by returning to the palace, until a sailor's voice interrupted his advance.

《Katakuri-sama! I have a message for you...!》  He raised his arms to pass a lumacophone.

《I'm here.》  The day wasn't over yet, and Katakuri returned the same as before, ready to carry out the orders.
But the following words disturbed him greatly.

《Nii-san...》  It was Smoothie's voice  《it was discovered the identity of the ship. Judging by the coat-of-arms on the flag, it probably belongs to the Donquixote pirates.》

《I see.》  The call ended. He used the mochi to move quickly above the city; there was no more time to waste.

Your life was in danger.