One Piece: My Crew Members Are Legendary 3D Heroines

"What is wrong with you? Are you some kind of pervert?!"

The moment Mona felt the prickly scrape of stubble against her tender sole, she yelped and yanked her foot back, glaring at Ethan with a mix of shock and embarrassment.

As a man with perfectly standard tastes and sensibilities, Ethan couldn't let that accusation slide. "Excuse me? You're the one who stepped on me. I was just defending myself! How does that make me a pervert?"

"You rubbed your face against my foot!"

"That was my counterattack."

"You were clearly enjoying it!"

"Alright, alright have it your way." Ethan shrugged, then zipped the tent closed behind him. "Move over. I'm sleeping here tonight."

"Get out!" Mona kicked at him again, but the memory of his stubble grazing her skin made her recoil mid-motion. She switched to using her hands to push him instead.

But Mona's arms were slender and soft, not made for wrestling. Rather than pushing him out, she ended up pulled into his arms, and before she knew it, they were bundled up under the same blanket.

Warmth enveloped her as she lay pressed against his chest. Though her lips twitched into the faintest smile, she still struggled half-heartedly and muttered, "Let me go."

"Quit squirming." Ethan held her close, one arm wrapped around her waist. Their bodies pressed together, soft fabric the only thing between their skin. "You've had a long day. Just rest."

Mona didn't reply. Her cheeks grew so hot she felt feverish. After a long, awkward silence, she finally whispered in a small voice, "You're… poking me…"

"It's a normal reaction. Nothing I can do about it."

She looked up, flustered and indignant. "You're doing this on purpose!"

"I'm really not."

"Then let me go!" Mona pushed again, frustrated. "How am I supposed to sleep like this?"

"Well…" Ethan looked down at her, lifting her chin gently. Their eyes locked, her pupils wide with confusion and something more. "You could help me take care of it."

Mona's breath caught in her throat. "H-how?"

"However you like. Use your imagination."

Before she could react, Ethan leaned in and kissed her again this time gently, slowly, as if savoring the moment.

Mona found she preferred it this way tender, lingering, not as wild or overwhelming as earlier in the day. This kiss didn't demand, it coaxed. Her body relaxed, and soon she was kissing him back, hesitantly at first, but growing bolder as her hands explored the shape of his back, tracing the outline of his firm muscles.

The warmth between them deepened.

Little by little, their clothing slipped away, cast aside one piece at a time. Skin met skin beneath the blankets, and Mona curled closer, her breath catching with every touch.

Her body, though delicate and slim, was soft and smooth to the touch, supple like spring water over polished stone. She was lithe up top, narrow enough for Ethan's hand to span nearly the entire width of her torso, but below the waist, her curves blossomed into gentle fullness.

Despite her nervousness, Mona was clearly craving affection starving, even and she clung to Ethan with a hunger that surprised even herself. It was as if the afternoon's emotional tension had broken loose in her chest, and now she was chasing the comfort she'd been too shy to admit she needed.

Ethan, however, seemed in no hurry. Having indulged earlier, he wasn't rushing this time. He shifted away whenever Mona tried to escalate things, even pulling his fingers from her mouth when she tried nibbling them absentmindedly.

Her hazy, half-lidded eyes searched his face with a hint of confusion and longing, as if to ask, Why aren't you continuing?

"You do it," Ethan murmured, gently guiding her hand downward. "You're a big girl now. Don't tell me you still need to be spoon-fed?"

Realizing she'd been teased, Mona's pout deepened. She tightened her grip a little, just enough to make her frustration known.

Ethan chuckled, but didn't keep up the game for long. With care and a patience born of experience, he led her step by step through this unfamiliar terrain. His kisses served as gentle distractions, easing her nerves and dulling any discomfort.

It wasn't as scary as she had imagined. Strange, yes intense, too but bearable, especially with him guiding her. At some point, she simply stopped thinking and surrendered to the moment.

By the time they reached the end of this quiet, private adventure, Mona was thoroughly overwhelmed. She clung to Ethan like a lifeline, her body trembling, her mind blank with pleasure.

Newcomers, after all, didn't need to do much just enjoy the victory and cry out at the right moments.

But veterans had other responsibilities: pacing, tempo, transitions. Knowing when to push, when to pause, when to change tactics. That's what made the difference between a fumbled first time and an unforgettable experience.

Ethan, the seasoned adventurer, knew exactly how to guide her and Mona, his eager apprentice, reaped the full rewards. By the time he was done, she could barely keep her eyes open. Her body ached in the most peculiar ways, and her thoughts were a blissful blur.

She fell asleep almost immediately, utterly spent.

Ethan lay beside her for a few minutes, catching his breath, then got up to clean the aftermath of their battlefield.

Thanks to her Hydro Vision, Mona had left no shortage of moisture behind. He could've wrung water from the blanket.

He swapped it out for a dry one and gently wiped her down. Only after making sure she was warm and comfortable again did he climb back into bed and fall asleep with her in his arms.

…

When Ethan woke the next morning, Mona was still fast asleep. A peaceful smile played on her lips, as if she were lost in a dream she didn't want to leave.

He didn't disturb her. Grabbing his clothes, he slipped out of the tent.

By the campfire, 2B was sitting cross-legged, watching the sunrise. She turned as he approached, gave him a once-over, and nodded slightly. "Morning."

"Morning," Ethan replied, sitting beside her. He lifted the kettle from beside the fire. It was filled with hot coffee, which he poured into a tin cup.

"Hungry? Want the bot to prepare breakfast?"

"Let's wait a bit. I'm not quite hungry yet."

"Alright." 2B shifted to kneel beside him. With practiced ease, she tucked her hair behind her ear, lowered her head, and began her quiet morning service.

Ethan gently stroked her silken white hair, eyes drifting toward the calm, endless sea.

Last night, along with his intimate moment with Mona, he'd also triggered a hidden system achievement: "Tonight, My Door Opens for You." In return, he was awarded a mastery point.

Apparently, forming a certain level of emotional bond with a summoned companion would grant one point. And earning two points from a single character wasn't bad at all.

As before, he assigned the new point to his physical training. The familiar rush followed: muscles tightening, bones reinforcing, power coursing through him from within.

Stronger again.

The sheer vitality he now possessed, coupled with 2B's focused attention, left his body brimming with restless energy.

With a playful smirk, Ethan suddenly scooped her up. Despite weighing nearly 300 pounds due to her cybernetic frame, she felt weightless in his arms.

He spun with her on the beach, grinning as the waves lapped at their feet, flinging metaphorical bento boxes into the sky with every twirl.

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NEXT CHAPTER : Holiday

(Ethan's rapidly growing strength transforms his mornings with 2B into playful, sensual workouts lifting her like a feather and indulging in moments of intimacy that test her stamina and curiosity. Meanwhile, Mona wakes up sore but glowing, reflecting on her own steamy night with Ethan. A nourishing breakfast suspiciously rich in papaya and milk hints at Ethan's mischievous care for her physical well-being. With no urgent quests, the crew takes a well-earned holiday on the island's beach, basking in sunshine and peace. But just as relaxation sets in, a News Coo delivers a surprise: a nearby town is hosting a culinary competition with a 20 million Berry prize.

Next chapter: Will Ethan enter the cooking contest and show off his culinary prowess—or uncover more than just flavors in Antia?)

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