There are a lot of factors that steer the course of one's life as they strive towards their goal of "the future." Among these factors there are certain ones that they have no control over, and those are the ones that often leave a large impact on the course of their life. For you, Shanks was one of those factors.

Your mother was sickly from the day you were born until her untimely death only ten years later. The memories you possess of her were fond, but limited, a small part of you accepting that it was her time, the other part always wanting just one more day with her. She never spoke of your father, and as a child you never thought to ask, so who the man had been was shrouded in an unsolvable mystery.

Your uncle took you in upon your mother's death, the only constant male influence in your life since early childhood. He never married, always choosing to put you and his younger sister as the main priority in his life, and he acted like your father even well into adulthood. He was the only man you knew that resembled the idea of a father, and you loved him just as much as your own mother.

He owned a small tavern in a busy port town. You had been working there since you were only fifteen, never asking for wages, but still receiving spending money for the constant help with his business. Working at a tavern from a young age allowed you to meet people from all walks of life: Pirates, marines, merchants, and everything else in between.

There was a grand piano a former pirate had left as collateral for the unpaid tab he and his crew had managed to wrack up everytime they came to visit the town. You were mesmerized by the instrument and began to teach yourself how to play the very night it was dropped off. It became a staple of the tavern, your piano playing, good or bad, was something people looked forward to during their long nights of heavy drinking.

By the time you were eighteen you were playing as if you had been studying the instrument since childhood.

Then, when you had just turned twenty, a certain band of pirates began to frequent your busy port town and the small tavern run by your generous uncle. The liquor and atmosphere may have been why they originally came to the place, but the music and the beautiful girl playing it was why they returned the following night.

The captain of said pirate crew had introduced himself to you after their third visit, and if you had known what it would have led to then you would have never made an effort to know the man.

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You were in your early twenties now, a few years having passed since the first time you met the red haired pirate, and you were doing everything in your power to get away from the man. For whatever reason, the yonko had become infatuated with you, and nothing you could do would break his obsession with you.

He had been in love with your piano playing, it being the first thing that drew him to you when he had visited your uncle's tavern for the first time.

You broke one of your fingers in response.

He had his doctor patch you up and made sure the bones all healed perfectly, your piano career wouldn't be ruined by such a silly accident. He would make sure of that.

You later discovered that no one on his crew had a devil fruit ability, and how the ability to swim was something Shanks held in high regard.

It took great effort to find one, but once you did you ate it without a second thought. You lost your ability to swim, and you had hoped Shanks had lost all interest in you.

He doubled down after learning that you had eaten a devil fruit. You couldn't be trusted to make decisions on your own, you were too reckless, you needed someone who would look after you and truly care for you.

He convinced your uncle that staying under his protection would be the best thing for you, and your uncle did want whatever was best for you. He foolishly handed you over to the man without a second thought, promising you that you could come back and visit him anytime you wanted. Shanks promised the same, and surprisingly always upheld it whenever you begged to see your uncle.

You could never tell him what had really become of you under the pirate's care. You weren't sure if he would even believe you. Maybe he would assume it was a lie and was already brainwashed by the yonko. When you visited the man you would just pretend everything was fine, even if you were miserable you really didn't want to worry him.

The last time you saw your uncle was a few months ago, the itch to just be completely free from him

and

Shanks became something you were desperate to scratch. There was never a good time to attempt to run, if he wasn't watching you then someone else on his crew was. Even if it looked like they were drunkenly palling around they still had all eyes on you, making sure you wouldn't leave their precious captain's side.

A chance did finally present itself, and when it did you took it without hesitation. You ran faster than you ever had in your entire life and hoped even with their skills that the headstart you got on them would be enough to keep them off your trail.

It had been about a week and there was no sign of the Red Hair Pirates or Shanks. A small part of you hoped that Shanks had finally grown bored of you and decided to just let you go, but the larger part of you knew that would never happen. That man couldn't let you go, he would

never

let you go.

Your first real step towards freedom was leaving the ship without them tailing you, but the hardest part was trying to leave any of the territories owned by the man. Once you escaped to anything owned by Big Mom, or even Kaido, all traces of you would completely disappear.

You had decided to rest at a large inn in a bustling port town. There were plenty of ships that would take passengers with enough money to the destination of their choice, and while you had considered leaving tonight you were too exhausted to even move. You would board a ship in the morning and hopefully by the following night you would be a distant memory for the Red Hair Pirates and their captain.

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You awoke to yelling in the late hours of the night. Drunken idiots fighting in the street more than likely, so you tried to ignore it as you pulled the pillow over your head to cover your ears. The yelling continued, but it seemed a little too organized to just be the ramblings of drunken men. You decided to take a look outside and your heart stopped as you saw some of the Red Hair Pirates conversing in the well lit street.

You sunk down below the window hoping none of them had seen you peeking out. You took a deep breath in a pathetic attempt to calm yourself as your hand rested over your rapidly beating heart. The reason you picked such a large inn was even if they managed to find it then you would have time to run away as they struggled to check all the rooms.

You carefully crawled back over to the bed, paying extra mind to avoid being spotted from the window, and shoved all your things back into your bag. You took another deep breath as you ignored how badly you were shaking. You weren't sure how Shanks would react if he found you after this, but you weren't wanting to find out if possible.

The door to your room slowly opened, someone obviously attempting at sneaking in, and you rolled under the bed. Your backpack was left out on the floor and you silently cursed yourself for forgetting to grab it.

Two pairs of feet passed by the bed and you covered your mouth with your hands hoping to silence even your breathing. When they picked up the backpack your heart stopped. The feet shuffled right back out of the room and for once you thought it better to just stay put.

A full minute hadn't even passed when several people walked back into the small room. You pressed your hands harder against your mouth to keep yourself from gasping when you recognized a pair of casual sandals right in front of you. There was a brief silence in the room before you felt the bed dip down slightly above you. Shanks sat on top of the bed with his left leg lazily crossed over his other knee.

"We haven't found her yet, but it's obvious she's still somewhere around here." One of his crew mates spoke up.

"I imagine she's much closer than you think." You couldn't read the red hair pirate's tone as he spoke to the others.

You tried to slowly crawl back further underneath the bed, staying as silent as possible as the crew shuffled around the bed.

"Everyone, would you mind taking one more look around? Meet back here in an hour, would you?" There wasn't any debate as everyone quickly left the room. Shanks stayed behind on the bed watching until the last person left. He let out a deep sigh before standing from the large bed. "Come on, now."

You screamed as his hand grabbed your ankle and pulled you out from under the bed. "There you are." In less than a second you were tossed onto the bed and Shanks was leaning over you.

"My my, quite the troublesome girl you are. You left one night and I was so worried something had happened to you." His hand cradling your face was anything but comforting. "Did someone take you from me? You know I would have done anything to get you back. So, tell me, who was it? Who took you from me?" His tone sent a shiver up your spine as you struggled to respond.

"N-no one. No one took me from you." He most likely already knew that you ran away from him on your own. At this point you thought it would be better to be honest than try to lie to the man's face.

"You ran away from me?" His question was posed as more of a statement, and you just nodded slowly. You clutched your hands against your chest afraid of whatever consequence would come after your confession. "And why would you do that?"

"I-I don't know ' I'm sorry, Shanks. I-I'm so-"

You were cut off when he gently pushed his finger against your lips.

"Don't I give you everything you need? You know I love you." His words did little to soothe you, and you started to tear up under his intense gaze. "What's wrong?" His expression changed to one of concern when he noticed your body was shaking.

"I-I ' I just- S-Shanks-" You couldn't help the tears that began to fall, fear completely overtaking you.

He shushed you as he pulled you tight against his body.

"It's okay. I'm here now. You don't have to worry about anything, I'll take care of everything for you." At his words you began to cry harder, knowing that you would never be able to get away from the man. It wasn't that he ever actually hurt you, but he was suffocating and all you wanted was the freedom to live your own life. Shanks wouldn't ever let you go. Shanks knew best. Shanks

loved

you, and because of that you were his forever.

You would be with him forever.

The realization was so overwhelming that you broke down. You clung to the man who you so desperately tried to hate, knowing he made it so you couldn't live without him even if you were free of him. He held you close as you sobbed against him, you doubt he actually understood the reason, but he held you gently like a precious gem.

"You know, I can't have you running away from me again. You need to have some kind of punishment for causing me to worry." He pulled you to your feet and then sat back down on the edge of the bed with his legs spread. He pointed down at the ground in front of him and you bit your bottom lip as you hesitated to move. "Come on, we only have an hour. I don't mind if they see you with my cock in your pretty mouth, but won't you be embarrassed if they come back and see you like that?" He had a relaxed smile on his face, but you could see the challenge in his eyes waiting for you to push him too far.

You dropped down to your knees in front of him and wiped your wet eyes with the backs of your hands. Shanks licked his lips as he looked down at you, pupils blown wide just from the sight of you.

"Well then, go on." He leaned back on his one hand as he watched your every move. You gulped as you slowly freed his hard dick from his pants, looking up at him you waited to see if he would say anything. He pointed to your shirt and you immediately took it off. Your cheeks were bright red under his intense stare and you cursed yourself for not having the forethought to put on a bra.

You leaned forward, shaky hands gently placed on each of his large thighs, and took the tip into your mouth. There was a satisfied sigh from the man above you, and you closed your eyes as you took more of his large girth into your mouth.

You slowly pulled completely off of him, swirling your tongue around the tip, tasting the precum before taking him back into your mouth. His hand moved to the back of your head as he slowly pushed you down further onto him. You gagged as he hit the back of your throat, but the action made him moan and he held your head down on him as he began to gently thrust in and out of your mouth.

"So good. Such a good girl for me." You weren't sure if the talking was more for him or you, but it always made your head spin. You desperately tried to block it out hoping to avoid getting caught up in his pace. Shanks grunted, bringing your attention completely back to him. He huffed in frustration and pulled your mouth off of his dick. He ran his hand over his face and let out a heavy sigh as if he was deep in thought.

"Come here." His stern voice startled you and you quickly jumped up to your feet to stand in front of the man. He ripped your skirt down without warning, leaving you in only your patnies. Your face heated up as he looked you up and down with a hunger in his eyes to rival a starved man's. His hand on your lower back pulled you closer to him, and the second you were close enough his mouth was on your right nipple. You gasped, your back arching as you pressed your chest closer to him.

His hand tugged at your panties and you pulled yourself away long enough to step out of them. When he tapped your leg you knew to straddle the man's lap, and he watched as you began to grind against him.

"I've trained you so well, haven't I? Or is my princess just that desperate for my cock?" He sucked on your neck until a dark hickey became visible against your flushed skin. His thumb rubbed against your clit and you grabbed onto his shoulders for leverage. "So wet for me. Want me to make you cum? Hm?" You couldn't manage to even form words, left to his complete mercy as he once again had all control of the situation.

"S-Shanks," you grabbed his wrist desperate to have his fingers inside you. You tried to guide his hand towards your entrance, but were met with harsh resistance as he ripped his hand away.

"There's only one thing that goes inside of you today, princess." His gentle kiss against your cheek was a startling contrast to his strict tone. "If you want it then you'll have to do all the work. You better hurry though, the rest of the crew could be back any minute." He watched with wide eyes as you sank down onto him, moaning loudly as he bottomed out inside of you.

Before he had the chance to blink you leaned forward and captured his lips into a heated kiss. He let out a soft chuckle when he felt your tongue licking along his bottom lip. He pulled away to look at your red face, lust and desperation pushing aside any shyness or worry you had before.

It wasn't long before Shanks was leaning back on his hand, watching as you rode his cock, begging him to give you more. Tears were threatening to spill from your eyes and you felt you might start drooling at any moment. Shanks gave you permission to touch yourself, and you rubbed circles against your clit trying to chase your release.

"Do you want to cum on my cock?" His carefree tone only made you want the man more. You were so emotionally overwhelmed, earlier that same day you were trying to run away from the obsessive pirate, but now here you were completely desperate for anything he would give you. You knew there was a reason you were trying to escape from the man, but when he had you like this it was hard to think of anything but how good he made you feel. How

big

he was. How

safe

it felt to be surrounded by him. You could only think about Shanks. Nothing else seemed to matter anymore.

"Shanks, I want to cum! Please, touch me! Touch me! I need it!" Your desperate cries seemed to be enough for the man to finally take pity on you. His hand replaced yours as his thumb pressed hard against your clit. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked,

hard

. Your entire body began to convulse as you felt your release approaching you at alarming speed.

Right before you fell over the edge Shanks pulled back away from you leaving you sitting there dumbfounded. You blinked as you tried to understand what had just happened, your brain struggling to keep up with the vast amounts of pleasure.

"You've been awfully bad. I still think you need a bigger punishment. I'm not sure this is teaching you anything." Shanks made that face where it looked like he was thinking something over, but you knew it wasn't real.

"Shanks!" You hit his chest as you kept your pace up, riding his cock as he deprived you of your orgasm. "Please!"

"I don't know. It doesn't seem like you really need me. Maybe it would be better if you left after all." You were too into it to even care that you were actually crying now. You were so desperate for him to let you cum that all common sense had been thrown out the window.

"No! I need you! I need you so bad! Shanks, please!"

"Hm? You need me? So that means you'll always stay with me, right? Are you going to be my good little princess from now on?" His thumb pushed your lips apart as he gently pressed it into your mouth. You closed your eyes and nodded furiously. When his hand moved down to your clit again you cried out.

"I'll be good! I promise! I'll always stay with you! I don't need anything other than you, Shanks!" What you said seemed to be enough for the man as he rubbed your clit once, twice, three times before your orgasm rammed through you. Your body arched into him as your vision went white, the pleasure completely overwhelming you.

Shanks grunted and thrust himself up once before coming deep inside of you. The need to take you again as soon as possible was hard for him to push down.

When you finally came down from your high you were still fully seated in Shanks lap. The two of you made no real effort to move. You leaned forward to kiss him, the sensual feelings from it causing him to harden inside of you almost immediately.

"Cum around my cock again. I need to feel that tight pussy of yours squeezing me." His fingers were back on your clit as he thrusted up into you. Your oversensitive body tried to move away from him, but he flipped you over pinning you down with his large body. "Touch yourself until you cum again."

You played with your nipples, not wanting to rub at your sensitive clit anymore. Shanks panted as he thrusted at a wild pace, faster than anything you were able to manage on your own.

Shanks came again, without warning, and the feeling of his cum inside of you triggered your second orgasm of the night.

"We're out of time, but when I get you back to the ship I'll have you cumming all night for me." He kissed your forehead, an action that didn't really fit with his words, and pulled out of you.

He helped you get dressed, and sat you back in his lap to wait for the rest of his crew. His hand slipped inside of your shirt as he played with your nipples. He didn't stop even when his crew members came back to join the two of you in the room. The crew ignored the action, and none of them really seemed all that bothered by it.

The crew joked with each other as they decided where to go next. The incident from earlier was entirely forgotten among the group of men.

Shanks leaned forward and whispered in your ear, "just know this, princess. If you really did want to run away again it would be completely useless. There's nowhere I can't find you. My territory or anyone else's, it doesn't matter. I'll always be able to find you." There was a soft kiss pressed against your temple before he turned his attention back to his crew.

You glanced out the window on the far side of the room. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, his words sinking deeper into your being with every passing second. Shanks would be able to find you wherever you went. There wasn't anywhere you would be able to hide from him. You also knew that even if you wanted to leave you couldn't. Tonight was a painful wake up call that even if you left you would eventually come crawling back to him.

You couldn't live without Shanks, not anymore.