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*A note to the person who keeps reporting me. Bring it.*

You are a prison guard at Impel Down, ordered to keep a watchful eye on the infamous Along. You had night watch, sitting outside his cell, doing nothing to coax him, striking no conversation. You were ever vigilant night after night, though, you could feel his eye bore into your back. Every morning when you were relived, the person would mock and tease him, poking at him with a stick, like a child at the zoo. You felt foot Arlong, no matter what he did, he didn't deserve that.

The next night at the beginning of your shift, you stood there as per usual, "why?" Arlong said in a hushed tone, you said nothing. "Why do you not mock me? Poke at me? Mess with me? You just stand there, why?" You stayed still, "I'm not supposed to talk to you," you say sternly. He chuckled, "c'mon, you gotta be bored, night after night just standing there." You turned to look at him, "well I suppose I could, just a little." He looked at you stiffly, "well, just because you did something bad, doesn't mean I should poke at you for it. Besides, the others have something against fishmen, I never understood why. Unlike them, I like fishmen." He looked at you in utter shock, making you blush and go back to your previous position. "What's your name?" He asked, what you thought sounded almost pleading. "_____."

Since then, you had been talking to Arlong little by little, though ending your conversations before your shift was over. Each night, the two of you opened up to each other, becoming closer everyday. Until one day you shared each others childhood, when you told him that you were adopted by fishmen, how you grew up on Fishman Island, how you got beat up and teased, though it didn't stop you from loving all fishmen kind. "Your childhood sounds ruff," he said. "That's not the worst part, when it came to learning about the sexual process of fishmen, everyone mocked me because I was clueless to how it worked. I didn't even learn how human reproduction worked until I became an adult," you covered your face in embarrassment. Arlong laughed heartily, making you blush in frustration.

The next night, you were almost running excitedly to your post. You tried to keep a straight face as you relieved the person of their duty. "Hey Arlong," you whispered to him, "I got you a little something," you pulled out a piece of candy from Fishman Island from under your hat. You tossed it to him and he caught it in his mouth, he chuckled, "I haven't had one of these since I was a kid." He swallowed, "I have a surprise for you too, _____." You giggled, "what could you possibly have for me?" A mischievous smile grew on his face, "I have some 'contraband' I've been hiding in my pants." You sigh, "Arlong, how did you get anything being tied up like that?" He just chuckled, you opened the cell and locked it behind you, leaving the keys on the ground outside the bars. You walked up to him and reached down his pants, indeed he had something, just not what you expected. Your face turned bright red, "wha-what the hell is that? I-I-It looks like- but it's- in half-!" Arlong laughed, "it's called 'claspers,' I thought I could teach you about, fishmen reproduction." You fall on the ground before him, shocked, "w-what the hell is a claspers?" He bent down and brushed his nose to your pants, making you shiver, "let me 'teach' you." You bit your lip, hesitantly looking into his fierce light-blue eyes, his expression looked pleading. You reached over and brought down his prison pants, then moved back to remove your pants, looking at his human-like member while doing so. After removing your pants, you reached over to his split member, crawling on his lap. His hands still cuffed behind his back, he positioned himself under you and trusted. You bit at your lip, making it bleed to hold back your moans. He began thrusting up into you at a steady pace. You move yourself up and down, coming close to your climax, when you feel a pinch at your insides. "Arlong, your pinching me..." He looked at you and chuckled, and continued until he finished. You pull him out and look at his member, it was still hard, you poked at it with your fingers, opening and letting it snap back closed, playing with it like a curious child. "Stop that."

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*A note to the person who keeps reporting me. Bring it.*

You are a prison guard at Impel Down, ordered to keep a watchful eye on the infamous Along. You had night watch, sitting outside his cell, doing nothing to coax him, striking no conversation. You were ever vigilant night after night, though, you could feel his eye bore into your back. Every morning when you were relived, the person would mock and tease him, poking at him with a stick, like a child at the zoo. You felt foot Arlong, no matter what he did, he didn't deserve that.

The next night at the beginning of your shift, you stood there as per usual, "why?" Arlong said in a hushed tone, you said nothing. "Why do you not mock me? Poke at me? Mess with me? You just stand there, why?" You stayed still, "I'm not supposed to talk to you," you say sternly. He chuckled, "c'mon, you gotta be bored, night after night just standing there." You turned to look at him, "well I suppose I could, just a little." He looked at you stiffly, "well, just because you did something bad, doesn't mean I should poke at you for it. Besides, the others have something against fishmen, I never understood why. Unlike them, I like fishmen." He looked at you in utter shock, making you blush and go back to your previous position. "What's your name?" He asked, what you thought sounded almost pleading. "_____."

Since then, you had been talking to Arlong little by little, though ending your conversations before your shift was over. Each night, the two of you opened up to each other, becoming closer everyday. Until one day you shared each others childhood, when you told him that you were adopted by fishmen, how you grew up on Fishman Island, how you got beat up and teased, though it didn't stop you from loving all fishmen kind. "Your childhood sounds ruff," he said. "That's not the worst part, when it came to learning about the sexual process of fishmen, everyone mocked me because I was clueless to how it worked. I didn't even learn how human reproduction worked until I became an adult," you covered your face in embarrassment. Arlong laughed heartily, making you blush in frustration.

The next night, you were almost running excitedly to your post. You tried to keep a straight face as you relieved the person of their duty. "Hey Arlong," you whispered to him, "I got you a little something," you pulled out a piece of candy from Fishman Island from under your hat. You tossed it to him and he caught it in his mouth, he chuckled, "I haven't had one of these since I was a kid." He swallowed, "I have a surprise for you too, _____." You giggled, "what could you possibly have for me?" A mischievous smile grew on his face, "I have some 'contraband' I've been hiding in my pants." You sigh, "Arlong, how did you get anything being tied up like that?" He just chuckled, you opened the cell and locked it behind you, leaving the keys on the ground outside the bars. You walked up to him and reached down his pants, indeed he had something, just not what you expected. Your face turned bright red, "wha-what the hell is that? I-I-It looks like- but it's- in half-!" Arlong laughed, "it's called 'claspers,' I thought I could teach you about, fishmen reproduction." You fall on the ground before him, shocked, "w-what the hell is a claspers?" He bent down and brushed his nose to your pants, making you shiver, "let me 'teach' you." You bit your lip, hesitantly looking into his fierce light-blue eyes, his expression looked pleading. You reached over and brought down his prison pants, then moved back to remove your pants, looking at his human-like member while doing so. After removing your pants, you reached over to his split member, crawling on his lap. His hands still cuffed behind his back, he positioned himself under you and trusted. You bit at your lip, making it bleed to hold back your moans. He began thrusting up into you at a steady pace. You move yourself up and down, coming close to your climax, when you feel a pinch at your insides. "Arlong, your pinching me..." He looked at you and chuckled, and continued until he finished. You pull him out and look at his member, it was still hard, you poked at it with your fingers, opening and letting it snap back closed, playing with it like a curious child. "Stop that."