Hidden in Plain Sight

"Is your jealousy making you regret sticking my fling's cock in me?" said Robin slyly as a vagina sprouted at the bottom of the foot and started pushing it back and forth onto his cock while he tried his hardest to suppress the instinct to thrust his hips into it.

"I gotta go on break," they heard the waiter say as he dropped a tray of food onto a nearby table and ran for the bathroom.

"Looks like he's at more than half mast by now," said Law. "Want to bet on who comes first?"

Robin sighed, "it's not much of a competition. He never did hold out long enough to get me to cum." she said as she felt him release his sperm into her. "Mind not making me carry around his spunk back to our boat?"

"With pleasure," replied Law as he shambled the ex's seed from Robin's womb into a pot of tea headed for the marine's table. The warm liquid entering her snatch left Robin with an odd sensation.

"That turned me off even more, you better take responsibility!" she teased.

"Lets give mine a spin?" said Law as the two acted in unison, as if they'd done this a million times before. Robin manifested a hand coming out of her seat, and Law shambled his cock onto it and she thrust him into her. A ring of mouths sprouted around the entrance of her pussy, licking his cock all over whenever part of it left her cunt, almost like an extension of her. The feel of her lover's cock got Robin going again as she thrust in and out of herself.

"That's better," she said with a sly smile as Law's penis made its way in and out with a sensual rhythm. It was going at just the right speed to make her clamp tight around it.

The two were so deep into their not very sneaky love making that they barely noticed the commotion behind them as a teapot flew out of the marine's section followed by an irate vice-admiral demanding the manager. As the marine office stormed out of the booth, he immediately recognized Robin and his eyes grew wide. "That's Nico Robin!" he shouted.

One of the underlings piped up from behind him, "Law's here too!" as they noticed his trademark wool top hat.

The two lovebirds could barely speak beyond moaning as Law was reveling in the warmth of Robin's pussy. His cock was stimulated by the reciprocating motion of her hand and it was hitting all the right spots in her cunt. The pair of them didn't need to talk though, as Law initiated room and swapped a marine's scimitar with a bowl of soup that splattered all over him as the soldier raised it over his head to slice Robin's head in two. The marine howled in pain as hot soup got into his eyes and took him out of the fight.

Meanwhile Robin had given up on trying to be coy with her hand bra as the hands started rubbing her nipples, her heaving breasts on full display to the entire room as the rest of the patrons ran screaming from the establishment. She moaned in pleasure as the adrenaline of the fight heightened the sensitivity of erogenous zones all over her body. Law was barely able to do anything but grab the table as Robin enthusiastically used his cock as her personal dildo.

"Clutch!" shouted Robin as the small band of marines found themselves in the grasp of her arms as they were folded backwards, snapping the soldier's spines. The vice admiral wouldn't be so easy.

He drew his sword as it flashed with haki and he swung at their table. Law somehow managed to release his death grip on the table and drew his sword, Kikoku, and swung it over the table to block the vice admiral's blow.

Robin manifested hands that grabbed the vice admiral by his feet and pulled them back while two other arms slammed him face-first into their table. The arms then continued to slam the vice-admiral's face into the table repeatedly until it was a bloody pulp.

The two cried out in ecstasy as the vice admiral's head finally broke through the table as they came. Their public tryst was on full display at this point. They sat in silence for a moment soaking in the moment. Robin was naked and gleaming with a layer of sweat from her lovemaking. Law's seed was slowly dribbling out of her pussy as its original cock was now out in plain view on her chair.

The two smiled at each other having experienced a depth of intimacy few ever reached and beat a hasty retreat out of the restaurant as diners huddled in the back stared at Robin's naked body and Law's publicly displayed cock with a mixture of fear and admiration, not quite sure what to make of the situation. Robin hastily covered herself back up with her bodypart dress as they quickly hopped onto their boat and unmoored it. They then sailed at a quick clip towards the open ocean.

"Don't get dressed yet," said Law as marine ships began to encircle them and he sliced cannon balls in half as they were fired at the boat. "I have a few more rounds in me, how about you?"

The spongy mangrove forest floor felt pleasant to walk on as it yielded beneath Law's feet. In his one hand was an ice cream cone he had just bought, in his other was Robin's who he had bought it with. The date was pleasant, the sun was just the right amount of warm, the wind was the perfect amount of cool, and the people in the park were giving off the perfect amount of lively energy where the two of them could feel lost in it together.

Even his ice cream cone was great, rich and creamy, with a pleasant sweetness. "I'm glad you convinced me to stop here," said Law as he squeezed Robin's hand gently, his main attention still focused on the slowly melting twirl of chocolate soft serve. "I am too," said Robin, a small shopping bag full of souvenirs in her off hand. "Though I'm getting a bit bored and wondering what we should do next."

"It's almost dinner time, want to..." Law's voice stopped for a second as the sweet creaminess of ice cream was suddenly replaced by a familiar saltiness as he looked down to see Robin's vagina manifest on the side of his ice cream swirl right in front of his face. "We're in public!" whispered Law angrily as he pulled the vagina-cone closer to his chest and covered it with his hand.

"Then you'd better finish quickly before you get an embarrassing erection, we're in public after all." said Robin in an inappropriately normal voice, causing one or two passers by to turn their heads, wondering if they'd heard correctly.

"I'm tired of playing your games" chided Law as he pulled the ice cream cunt close to his mouth and tried to cover as much of it with his free hand as his tongue flicked in and out of her pussy. "Shambles" he whispered as he leaned into Robin, "if you don't want anyone to see an erection between your legs, you better find somewhere to hide that!" he said between licks as he teleported his slowly engorging dick into Robin's panties, pointed directly at her cunt.

"Now you're getting it," said Robin with a smile. "It's no good if I'm the only one having fun." She subtly manifested a hand in her yukata and gave Law's growing penis a few sensual strokes before slipping it into her vagina.

Law paused his licking for a second and made a deep sigh in annoyance at how good his cock felt. "Just the movement from you walking is getting me off." he whispered angrily at her.

Robin barely registered his scolding and grabbed his arm as she pulled him towards a line of street merchants. "Ooh, a caricature artist, let's get a portrait drawn!" she said giddily as they headed towards a man with an easel and charcoal pens.

The artist was smiling out at the crowd hoping to catch the eye of a potential customer. He was seated next to a sign advertising caricature drawings with backdrops from various famous locations, such as the epic dunes of Alabasta, the ski slopes of Drum Island, and the dramatic fountains of Water 7.

"Oh, how about Dressrosa? Aren't the dancers there magnificent!" cooed Robin at the various backdrop options. "Such bold and energetic displays of sensual dancing. They're out in the open for everyone to see, it's almost as if the audience's gaze heightens their passions." she said with a wry smile as Law continued to uncomfortably flick his tongue at Robin's ice cream clit before working it along the insides of her labia.

He continued to glare angrily at her while he did so. "Isn't the cold ice cream at all uncomfortable?" he said as the warmth of her pussy had accelerated its melting, threatening to quite literally expose them.

"I guess that just means you need to put more effort into it before your cover's blown," she said as she handed the artist a few coins and gave Law's dick a few more pumps with her manifest hand as it pulled the cock in and out of her cunt, like her own personal dildo. Robin sat down on a stool across from the artist's easel and smiled as a wave of ecstasy traveled down her back.

Law paused for a second with a scowl still plastered to his face which was still buried in Robin's icey vagina as he tried to subdue a reaction to the same sensation. No matter how good it felt, he refused to let her have the satisfaction of seeing it on his face.

"Can you lower your ice cream cone, sir?" said the oblivious artist. "I can't see your face very well."

"Just draw the damn picture, and make it fast!" scowled Law as he buried his face back into the cone and licked with a renewed fury as Robin squirmed gleefully against his penis.

"Could you guys not squirm so much?" said the artist, "I have fewer problems with people's pets."

"Just do what you can," said Law in an increasingly annoyed tone. "They at least had their balls removed leaving 2 less distractions." Law's eyes almost rolled back into his head as Robin had begun gently caressing his smooth testicles.

"Uh, sure," said the caricature artist with a confused, and slightly disturbed face as he finished up his sketch. He figured it was best for everyone if he spent his time focused on the drawing at hand and got this strange couple far away from him as quickly as possible.

Law used the lack of distractions to hit the spots he knew would really turn on Robin as Robin leaned back a bit and worked the manifest hand in her yukata a bit more to surreptitiously pull her panties back and forth, thrusting Laws dick for him in a rhythmic and steady pounding while the two of them tried their hardest not to moan. The feeling of pleasure built up in the two of them, heightened by the excitement of having sex while being drawn by an unsuspecting artist surrounded by an even more oblivious public.

"Done!" exclaimed the artist, as the subjects of the portrait came in unison. Robin's extra vagina popped out of existence, and what was left of Law's ice cream slopped onto his shirt, and conveniently hid the stains caused by Robin's pussy juices.

"You two look pretty out of breath for people who've been sitting still for a few minutes. Oh geez, you got ice cream all over my booth!" said the exasperated artist.

"Here, for your troubles," said Law as he dropped a handful of beri onto the artist's easel. The artist looked at the small fortune that had fallen into his lap and changed his tune, waving a cheery goodbye to Law whose face was now covered in chocolate ice cream and Robin's juices as he looked around frantically for a restroom of some kind to wash off his face.

"I'll take my dick back after I've cleaned up!" he whispered angrily to Robin, as her hand tucked Law's penis subtly behind herself so it wouldn't cause any suspicious bulges in her dress. "I'm glad you're having as much fun as I am!" she said as she grabbed his arm and pulled him into her bosom as she licked some of the ice cream and pussy juice mixture off of his face, cleaning up a small spot on his cheek where she planted a kiss.

Law washed his face off in a nearby restroom. "I can't believe she started again," he said to himself as Robin began to stroke his penis once more with her manifest hand ase she waited outside. "If she wants some action, I'll give her some action" he thought to himself as he hopped into a stall.

"Shambles."

Law's cock had returned to its normal position, still hard from Robin's renewed onslaught.

"Shambles."

An eager Robin appeared before him, facing the toilet. "This is my favorite part," she said as she dropped her shopping bags and leaned a hand against the wall while the other hiked up her yukata. Law pulled down her panties, it had been a while since he had used her other hole and he felt like he'd earned it by now.

The whole line of stalls shook as he thrust his cock into her ass. At first she tried to keep her voice in check, but as Law fucked the restraint out of her she began to moan audibly. Her voice echoing out of the stall and bouncing off the bathroom walls.

They heard the toilet in the stall next to them flush hastily as its occupant beat a hasty retreat, not even bothering to wash his hands by the sound of it. "You wanted everyone to know we're fucking out in public? Well now they do," said Law.

"Oh god yes, harder, harder!" was all that came out of Robin's mouth.

Law pulled Robin's legs up in front of him as he continued to fuck her while she was suspended above the toilet bowl, her hands against the wall keeping herself from falling over. "It drives me wild when you let your dick do the talking" screamed Robin. Law thought for a moment before responding to Robin's dirty talk.

"I... I love your cock hungry ass, with every fiber of my being" he replied with the best line he could think of. He wasn't very good at this part.

Robin didn't seem to mind, and turned her head back and the two lover's tongues intertwined in the space that was too enclosed for their bodies to do the same.

"I made you eat me out while a stranger drew us, what're you going to do to your naughty exhibitionist?" teased Robin in between gulps for air.

Law looked her in the eyes and said, "if you want to be exposed so badly, then I think you've lost your clothing privileges for the rest of the trip." He then shambled her yukata and underwear off of her and out of the bathroom.

The pair of them kept at it until they finally orgasmed, surrounded by their moans which echoed through the sterile walls of the bathroom.

"Oh no," said Law as the post-coital bliss quickly gave way to panic. "Let me go find your clothes. I went too far that time. It's a good thing you just bought some new clothes, might as well try them out." He awkwardly began tucking his dick back in his pants and began to straighten his clothing.

"No need," said Robin as she manifested an elegant hand bra that barely covered her plump breasts. A ring of arms adorned with jewel-like eyes wrapped themselves around her waist as manifested hair draped down from it like a skirt. The outfit straddled the line between elegant and grotesque. Clearly she had put some thought into it.

"I can't believe you had that prepared," said Law as he looked her over annoyedly while he fastened his belt buckle.

"I have no idea what you mean," teased Robin, "You get good at improvising when you've been on the run for as long as I have."

"How many situations have you been in that required improvised clothing?" asked an exasperated Law. "Wait, I don't want to know. We should get back to the ship. I can't just walk around with you naked like that." responded Law.

"I'm getting kind of hungry after all that exertion, besides I'm not naked." said Robin as she jiggled her breasts up and down with the hands that made up the bra which were keeping the two mounds barely covered.

Law shook his head as the two of them left the stall. A small crowd of curious onlookers were waiting outside to see which adventurous couple had been causing so much commotion. Robin smiled and waved at her newfound fans as their eyes moved hungrily over her body. Law pulled his hat down to hide his face as he grabbed their shopping bags in one hand and Robin's in the other and rushed out of the bathroom.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" said Robin as they left, "you should wash your hands after using the restroom."

Law angrily left the bags outside and went back in to wash his hands. Robin waited outside of the restroom and leaned her back against the wall, her hands on her hips and her body on full display to the onlookers.

"Come on," said Law as he headed off, trying to get as far away from the crowd as he could. Robin turned back to the crowd as they left and popped her handbra open for a moment, flashing them with a prime view of her breasts. She reveled in the fact that they had been heaving back and forth to the thrusts of Law's cock just moments before. Several members of the crowd fainted as their eyes popped out of their heads, and blood sprouted forth from their noses.

Law shook his head, then grabbed her regular arm to turn her around and began heading towards the ship. Robin was not having it as she dug her heels in and held firm. "I said I was hungry, I want to grab dinner before we head back. If I get too tired, things might start slipping again," she said as the space between the fingers over her nipple began to slowly open. "All right," said an exasperated Law as he put his hand over the slowly forming hole.

"You're grabbing my breast in public?" teased Robin. "How shameless!"

"I can see a restaurant down the street, it looks nice enough to have some private booths. Let's just get some food and head back." continued Law in his annoyed voice as he led a much more compliant Robin towards the eating establishment.

"Welcome to Saveur du Sabaody," greeted a chipper maitre d' at the front of a very swanky restaurant. Had this not been a resort island, Law would have expected it to have a jacket and tie dress code. "Will it just be the two of..." began the host before trailing off as he noticed Robin entering behind Law.

The maitre d's eyes flickered over to her exposed body. First alighting on her pert breasts, barely covered by a pair of lithe elegant hands, followed by a quick flick downwards to the smooth skin of her flat belly and her taught ass which protruded out from underneath her skirt as she turned to grab Law's arm. His eyes finally jolted upwards to settle quite conspicuously at the roof as he realized he was staring.

"Can we get someplace secluded, like that booth..." began Law before Robin cut him off.

"Oh, that table over there looks perfect," she said as she moved past the both of them, gently taking the maitre d's arm and leading them all towards an extremely exposed table in the middle of the dining room. "We really get to feel enveloped by the energy of the room."

"Very well," said the flustered waiter clutching the two menus he barely remembered to grab as the half naked beauty led him deeper into his own restaurant.

There were several couples who noticed Robin's outfit as they walked past. She drew stares from quite a few men, much to the ire of their partners, but even a few of the partners couldn't help but stare. Law kept his hat pulled low to hide his flush face.

"I can't believe we're still doing this," he whispered to her with an irritated voice. Robin was busy looking around the place, smiling and waving back at the occasional onlooker, a manifest hand deftly slapping away any errant patron's that reached out from the tables.

Her body may be on display for anyone who wished to look at it, but only she got to decide who felt the warmth of her body against their skin, though she wouldn't mind Law loaning it out once or twice. Especially after what she'd put the good doctor through. Despite it all, she was his to use as he pleased, when she was in the mood at least.

"Actually, I must regretfully inform you this table has been reserved," said the host, referring to the small reserved placard lying on the table.

"I'm sure they wouldn't mind sitting here instead," said Robin as she moved the placard to another table, strategically brushing her chest past the poor employee. A subtle flash of her fingers made him blush as she gave him a quick peek at her pert nipples.