black and white comic page with screentones. shanks says, drunken and smirking, “i can still take you… and with one arm tied behind my back.” mihawk and shanks both raise eyebrows at one another, but shanks takes a sip from his beer and his eyes are suggestive.
black and white comic page with screentones. exclamation points and soft moaning comes from shanks’s room. beckman walks past holding papers, thinking “the reports shanks asked for…” he reaches shanks’s quarters and wonders “why do i hear noise? is the boss ok? he’s been in there for a while…” he approaches the room, thinking “probably just a hangover…”
black and white comic page with screentones. shanks’s moans can be heard from outside the room. he moans, “ngh… hf… mihawk… fuck—yes, yes! fuck, unh… harder, hawk! fuck me~” beckman looks horrified and his cigarette falls out of his mouth
cold cut to later, shanks waves goodbye to mihawk, shouting, “bye, hawk-eyes! see you next week!” beckman looks traumatised, staring at his steaming cup of coffee. shanks sits beside him and says with a smile, “you look like you’ve seen a ghost, benn!” beckman mutters, horrified, “let’s not talk for a while.”
old opla mishanks comic
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