Lorenzo
"Ah!" The skeleton gasped as he was grabbed so suddenly. For the first time in longer than he could remember, he felt something, and because it was so long ago he couldn't tell what it was. He assumed, since its what he could see, that this sensation was the muscles and organs visibly forming over his body's bones. His sence of balance was shook, and he had a hard time standing for a moment, overwhelmed by the sensations. He could feel the air blowing, the fabric of his coat, the harsh wood of his ship.
Gasping for air, he drew his first breath, and then another, and after a while he realized he was the one breathing, and that the reason everyone looked so tall was that he had tripped and fallen on his knees. This was so much, all at once, he felt the need to take in these sensations slowly. He looked at his tanned arm, touched it. It wasn't as toned as he remembered, but he didn't care. He could feel his arm being touched, and he could feel the sensation of touching it as well.
His chest felt like it was burning, painfully, in a way no flame of his could ever burn. His expressions shifted incredulously and he grasped his chest in order to feel his heart beating. For a moment, he just focused on that, for the entire time he only focused on that, as if he was in a different world. It was only when he finally noticed Nep and heard her puzzling words that he noticed how soft his chest felt. It was almost like his fingers could sink into it...
Eh? The pirate blinked, oblivious to the fact he was groping himself, but upon the realization he touched his face, and realized that it was wetter than it should be. It was strange, he thought he had forgotten how to cry.
"Haha..hahaha! Oh my god, oh my god! I can't... I love you!" He jumped on the poor demon, oblivious to the fact he was topless, and their bodies and breasts pressed against hers as the pirate held her in a tight hug. "Thank you, thank you!" He began to take deeper, more controlled breaths, smelling himself and the air around him, grasping for each sensation as if it were gold.