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This is love (Charlotte Katakuri x Hirawashi Len) [English version]

Summary

Who can love a monster like Charlotte Katakuri? He is the son of Charlotte Linlin, known as Big Mom, and the question of the second eldest child in the family is who could love someone like him.

The idea of him falls apart when he meets a somewhat tsundere girl, but with a heart of gold that will make the commander fall in love.

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Warning: This chapter contains sexual content. If you do not like this kind of content, please do not continue reading, even if it means that you will lose important information from the story that will be important for future chapters.

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Chapter XVII

And the day came. Today was the wedding day. All the guests were anxious to see the future couple. How the relationship between the two would be from now on. They are expectant. And even Katakuri's brothers are talking to the people to keep them quiet. Big Mom already wanted to taste the big cake that the chefs have prepared.

Poor Len kept fiddling with the dress and even Brûlée stopped her by lightly slapping her hands. She puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. In truth, everything was uncomfortable for her, even the hairstyle Pudding had done for her. She wasn't used to these things and didn't know how to react. She was really afraid, little by little. She is sure that Katakuri will do well. And one important thing: who will be her escort to the altar?

As if her thoughts were heard, someone knocks on the door where Galette opens it for Perospero.

"I've come for the bride."

"Is Katakuri already at the altar?"

"And very anxious," he replies, "it's the first time I've ever seen him a bit nervous.

"It's normal, he's marrying Len," Smoothie laughs, already putting the finishing touches on the girl.

"Now! Leave me alone." She was already tired.

"Oh, come on, there's only one thing missing." Smoothie finishes painting the girl's lips. "Ready!"

"Great! Come on, before the groom gets something."

And speaking of the King of Rome, he shuffles his feet a little uneasily under the attentive gaze of all those people his mother invited. The truth is that he has gone overboard compared to the weddings of his sister Praline and Chiffon. Of course, he's an important commander and feared by the entire Marine Corps, and that's to be expected. From time to time, he glances at his twin brothers who were standing next to him in case something happened.

He clears his throat a little, feeling a little dry. Ah, his scarf was present in all this mess.

And the music starts to play, signalling that the bride was already here. Katakuri gulps, ready for what was to come. He turns his body slowly and his eyes are fixed on Len. He has never seen her in that outfit and she looked really beautiful in it. And so made up. Everything about her looked the most beautiful to him. For her part, Len was impressed that Katakuri was dressed in that fancy outfit. He didn't look like himself minus the scarf. She laughs inwardly knowing that Katakuri won't change.

Once at the altar, Perospero withdraws, leaving the two bride and groom with the priest. They look into each other's eyes for a few seconds and then look at the priest who is about to say his prayers. Linlin was bored by this part, he just wished he would get to the part where the bride and groom had to kiss and that was it, and eat that cake that was calling out to him.

"Now, you have to say your prayers."

Katakuri's little sister walks over to where they are standing to hand her the wedding rings. They both take each one, about to say their prayers.

"I, Charlotte Katakuri, take you, Hirawashi Len, to be my wife. I promise to be faithful to you in good times and bad, in sickness and in health. To love and respect you all the days of my life." With that phrase he places the ring on her.

Len can't help but smile and makes the same gesture.

"I, Hirawashi Len, take you, Charlotte Katakuri, to be my husband. I promise to be faithful to you in good times and bad, in sickness and in health. To love and to cherish you all the days of my life."

"With this I declare that you are both joined in marriage. I pronounce you man and wife," the priest prays, receiving a murderous look from Big Mom wanting him to finish. "You may kiss the bride."

Here's a severe problem, will Katakuri be able to take off that scarf? Len, for her part, forces the man to bend down and give her a kiss on the cheek as a sign that they are now joined as a married couple. They receive applause and shouts from the crowd, thus ending the wedding; although the party was still to come, and that was the fun part. The commander, without even thinking about it, takes Len in his arms, wanting to keep her close to him and no one else, to everyone's surprise.

That girl has softened the heart of that cold and reckless man to anyone's eyes. But Len is also dangerous when she wants to be. They both know how to control each other's fury. They know their own weaknesses and it was clear that Katakuri already has a new weakness. Losing Len forever. He rests his head on her arm, purring slowly as if he were a simple cat. A tender smile tugged at Len's lips as she stroked his head. He was completely submissive, that commander.

Oh, and Big Mom squeals with delight as she has the big cake in front of her. It wouldn't be a wedding without it. Everyone was dancing to the music while those two were at their leisure. Usually the guests came over to congratulate them on their marriage. Katakuri doesn't usually talk much; however, this is different with Len. The girl was trying her best to hold some kind of conversation with the people. But those hands caressing hers were a bit distracting.

She knows that Katakuri wants his now wife's attention and not just talking to the guests. She is supposed to be all his after this event. By the way, he doesn't know where their honeymoon will be or if they have one. Katakuri will most likely ask her to move into his house so he can be closer to her. She can't complain because she was always stuck there because of him. Katakuri was getting a bit possessive and understandably so, now he must protect his wife and future children. He kept caressing the young girl's belly already wishing they were there.

The young Hirawashi can't help but smile tenderly at her husband's impatience. But there is still time. She is in the premature stage and can have children whenever she wants. Of course, Katakuri is older than her and you never know when she might die. And let's not think about that now.

The party lasted for hours and, little by little, the guests were leaving, including the couple who were already a little tired of the party. Brûlée opened a portal in one of the mirrors to allow the two to retire to their respective homes. They needed privacy. They have done it a couple of times before, but this one is special. Katakuri hasn't let go of the girl the whole way through, not even when they got to her room. Len took the opportunity to remove the scarf that was in the way of the perfection in front of him. How is it possible that he doesn't love himself as he is? She must spoil him even more for him to realize it.

Once in the room, they looked at each other and the man couldn't hold it any longer than he caught her lips with his to kiss her. A day without tasting them was killing him inside. One of his big hands began to reach under her dress, rubbing her legs and thighs that drove him crazy. It made him want to tear it with his bare hands, but he didn't think it was funny because she looked beautiful in it. Beautiful and perfect to his eyes. Until his fingers stopped, noticing that something strange was going on down there. It wasn't soft her skin but more like it was made of cloth. 'Don't tell me what...' he purrs not wanting to imagine what's underneath that dress.

"You'd be doing me a favour if you'd take it off," Len says interrupting Katakuri's thoughts.

"You don't mind if I rip it off with my bare hands?" It made him very angry, but he was in need.

"Whatever, after all, you always tear my clothes."

A smile forms on the big man's lips as he rips off the dress. Len sighs with relief that Katakuri has gotten rid of her and notices how the man gives a grunt of satisfaction. She doesn't feel his breathing so she looks up to see him. Big mistake. Those maroon eyes were full of desire and illusion. The white lace lingerie fit her perfectly. It's like he' s dreaming right now.

He lays Len down on the bed, where he is on top of her, undressing. Those clothes were in the way for both of them and the young woman didn't miss the opportunity to caress the abs of this being that everyone considered to be a super human. He was pure perfection. A perfect demon ready to annihilate and love at the same time.

And, finally, both were half naked almost sharing body and soul. The kisses come back full of love and compassion, knowing full well that they both wanted it badly. Katakuri is insatiable. And now even more so with Len as his wife. He wouldn't miss the chance to make her his again and again. Moans and sighs came from both mouths where their sexes rubbed relentlessly seeking each other's touch.

Katakuri's hardness was much greater than in other encounters and that makes Len even wetter wanting to have him inside her right now. There is still time. Time for them to give themselves again, slower and more passionate. The caresses become more tender where each one explores that skin they know so well. Searching for those spots that make you sigh with just a touch.

They break away from the kiss where the man makes a small run with his tongue to Len's neck, slowly descending while his hands stop at her breasts squeezing them hard. The girl kept spreading her legs wider reaching her limit wishing Katakuri would drive her crazy. Oh, and he will. His teeth dig into her bra ripping it apart releasing those mounds that drive him crazy. So firm and big for him. He doesn't want to imagine when she's pregnant. Then he'll have a lot of fun.

He shoves one deep into her mouth without any difficulty, still making light thrusts against her aroused sex. Len moans at the top of her lungs and her hands stay firmly in Katakuri's hair. She squeezes hard every time she touched some erogenous zone he knows. He was torturing her. This was too much for her. That man knows how to turn her on. It was clear he was an expert at this, especially with her when they have shared this need more than once.

Katakuri's highly developed sense of smell kicked in as she witnessed that exquisite scent driving him slightly insane. She was ready for him. Only for her husband. He pulls down his boxers a little, releasing his manhood ready to pierce his beloved's entrance. He pulls down his panties a little and, without waiting any longer, he thrusts in, receiving a moan of pleasure from Len.

That little body is already used to the man's monstrosity. This was very sexy in Katakuri's eyes. Having her in that somewhat submissive position and having her panties rubbing every time he thrust was pure pleasure. It's like he's dreaming, but he's not really like that. This is the fault of the lacy lingerie. He didn't think it would look damn good on her. She must get used to wearing more of that kind of clothing.

Len's hands grip the sheets tightly where pleasure slowly consumes her from the collisions of both sexes. Katakuri's movements become rough and intense almost touching the G-spot of those walls that mercilessly sucked his phallus. He would never tire of pounding that and making Len go crazy with pleasure. The girl's sobs of pleasure intensify even more as she feels her orgasm approaching.

A few more thrusts and Katakuri cums inside her as her vaginal walls squeeze his member releasing the climax. They have given themselves, this time and for real, body and soul as husband and wife. Katakuri positions himself carefully so as not to crush her and rests his head between Len's breasts to catch his breath. So does Len, slowly stroking his head.

"How long do you think it takes for you to be pregnant?" asks a somewhat sleepy Katakuri.

"The human body is weird, I wouldn't know."

Katakuri's big fingers keep caressing the girl's belly.

"You'd make me the happiest man in the world."

"Aren't you?" she laughs at such a comment.

"I am, but I'll be even more so with children I can protect." The man props his chin up to look at Len. "I have a question."

"What is it?"

"Do you think our children will come out to you? I mean, they'll have your monstrous strength and the symbol thing." Eyes locked on the tattoo.

"I couldn't really tell you," Len confesses, looking at him, "I just know what I told you."

"It would be fun to see our kids beating everyone up like you do."

"Are you calling me a brute?"

"It's the truth."

She couldn't be angry with him. After all, he was her husband now and everything he said was true. She sighs slowly closing her eyes slowly where she falls asleep. Katakuri stares at her for a while and then he moves down a bit until he reaches her belly area and rests his head there while hugging her. How he would like that belly to grow and feel the little kicks of those growing creatures

Will he be a good father? He wasn't quite sure. He is afraid that his own children will be afraid of him because of the way he looks. No. He shouldn't think about it. As long as Len is around, nothing will happen. He'll have someone who will love him just the way he is. Knowing her, I'm sure she'll tell the little ones that they shouldn't underestimate someone because of their looks. A big yawn comes out of his mouth and he falls fast asleep just like his beloved wife.

And this all started six months ago before the Mugiwara's arrival at Whole Cake to stop the wedding of one of their nakamas. The wedding of Charlotte Pudding and Vinsmoke Sanji, known as Black Leg.

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Chapter XVI.

Chapter XVIII.

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