flammingnachos

[flammingnachos]

“𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 （）𝗋𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗇𝖺 𝗓𝗈𝗋𝗈 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 （𝘔）

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；You know that Zoro's hygiene has been, to put it lightly, lax. You decide that enough is enough, and with a little encouragement from Nami, you decide that there's only one option to convince him. Shower sex.

It’s been 6 days. You think to yourself with a small shudder. The first few days, you almost don’t mind. It’s kinda sexy, the musty scent. It’s a reminder of the hard work that he puts himself through daily. And of course, the visual benefits of that work are certainly worth a mild stench. But 6 days? It’s beyond a mild stench now. It’s a fucking identity trait. You’d only been together for a couple months, so you don’t exactly know what the proper way to bring up this kind of shit. Like “hey babe, I’d love to really take a trip to the bone zone and all, but if we do right now, Brook isn’t gonna be the only dead one on the ship.” Even if you did say that, he’d be so confused, the adorable idiot, and probably pretty dejected too. You sigh, squeezing your eyes closed and press your fingertips to your temples.

“I’m just gonna have to manipulate the poor boy.” You decide out loud, having no idea how to manage that.

“Who are we manipulating?” Nami pops her head in the room with a sly grin. You nod your head in a greeting to her.

“Zoro,” you say with exasperation. “To take a shower.”

Nami laughs loudly. “Good fucking luck,” she’s almost crying with how hard she’s laughing. “I’ve been barking up that tree since the literal day I met him.”

This is not what you needed to hear. You groan and flop back on your mattress, clapping your hand over your eyes. After another few moments of laughing, you feel Nami sit next to you on the edge of the bed.

“Y/n, the answer is obvious.”

You raise an eyebrow and glance up at through the parted fingers over your eyes. “Oh?” You ask.

“Shower sex, duh.” Nami replies, sticking her tongue out at you with a wink.

You flush. Goddamn it. You think. Seductive manipulation is not precisely your forte. Especially with someone as completely dense as Zoro. In some ways, Zoro is one of the most intelligent people you know. He’s instinctual, able to observe his environment, adaptable and cunning in a fight. But with other people? That he actually likes? Let’s just say the wheel is spinning, but the hamster’s dead. Very dead.

“I was afraid of this,” you say gravely.

Nami rolls her eyes. “Christ, y/n. You’re acting like it’s such a chore to have sex with your boyfriend.”

“UGH.” You throw a pillow at her, and she cackles again as she stands up to walk towards the door.

“You’re a true champ, y/n. From all of us Straw-hat Pirates, we thank you for your service.” She salutes, dodging another pillow that you chuck her direction as she walks out the door.

As you sit on the edge of your bed, you grab the last pillow left and shove it into your face, letting it stifle the almost inhuman, frustrated screech that rips through your throat. The sound dissipates, and you stand up, heading up to the Crow’s Nest, where you know the smelly swordsman will be. Nami and Robin snicker at you as you pass and you flip them off crudely. You climb up the ladder to the Crow’s Nest and open the hatch, pulling yourself inside.

You smell him before you can see him.

Why am I doing this to myself? Why?

You turn towards the sound of heavy breathing and you see Zoro, in all his bare-chested glory, doing one-armed hand stand push-ups while he used the free arm to curl a massive dumbbell.

Oh yeah, that’s why.

His back is to you, so you’re able to watch the muscles of his back and shoulders ripple beneath his tanned skin effortlessly. He’s taken his long green coat off, leaving him in only his pants and boots. You can see droplets of sweat dripping down his back, each bead following a different muscular curve. He makes soft grunting noises with each rep and you feel the knot in your stomach tighten and your heart race. You clear your throat softly, hoping to gain his attention. He doesn’t turn, only switching the role of each arm.

So, you try again, this time a bit louder. You watch him stiffen at the disturbance, his head shooting up between his arms to look at the intruder. His steely eyes meet yours and soften, along with his body and he gives you a grin, clearly pleased to see you. He pushes himself up and flips upright to land on his feet before turning to greet you.

“Hey y/n,” He smiles again and grabs a towel off a rack to wipe his face and hair.

He begins to walk toward you and you almost forget your mission. He looks so handsome, especially with that wide grin that he typically only reserves for you. His green hair is damp, making it a slightly darker shade than usual, and he drapes the towel over the back of his neck. He halts in front of you, his hands moving to grip each end of the towel casually. “What’s up?” He says.

You realize you haven’t taken a breath for a few moments, and you inhale to reply to him. Rookie mistake.

The smell of him hits you again, and you cough without warning. Shit, you think. Don’t screw around, y’n. Get this damn mosshead in the shower with you pronto.

“Hey,” You reply, forcing yourself into a smile. “Just came up here to check on you. How are you doing?”

He smiles again, the oblivious bastard. “Oh, okay. I’m fine. Just doing the usual,” he replies. “Shit, your face had me going for a second. I thought something might be wrong,”

He chuckles. You pause a beat too long. He notices. Fuck.

“…is there something wrong, y/n?” He asks, now somewhat nervous.

“Oh no!” You say too quickly. “No, no, nothing’s wrong. I just came up here because…”

You know you need to calm down if you’re going to attempt anything that mildly looks like seduction. You take a breath and drop your gaze, now looking at him from underneath your eyelashes flirtatiously.

“I came up here because I was about to take a shower...” You place a hand on his warm chest and push up to the shell of his ear. You lower your voice. “And I was wondering if you might want to join me?”

You feel him stiffen again beneath the hand on his chest and his breath hitch. His hands come up to lightly grip your hips.

“You what?” He asks, his voice suddenly a little rougher.

You kiss the soft skin just beneath his angled jaw. “Join me. In the shower.” You repeat.

His grip on your hips tightens for a second before he grabs your hand suddenly, pulling you towards the hatch of the Crow’s Nest. It’s so fast that you almost can’t process what’s happening. He opens the hatch with his foot.

“Oh, so you want to come?” You manage. He swoops you up into his arms and jumps down the hatch without regard to the ladder. You land firmly on the deck below and he doesn’t bother to set you down.

“Zoro?” You ask, mesmerized by the concentration on his face. He shifts to hold you with one arm as he opens the door to the bath house room, slamming it behind him. He sets you down and wraps strong arms around your waist, kissing your neck.

“Get in the shower. Now.” He commands. Internal screams. And in that moment, as the water turns on and your simple, oblivious, gorgeous greenette quickly strips away the rest of his clothes, you don’t know what you’re more excited about, the amazing sex that you’re about to have, or the fact that the simple, oblivious, gorgeous greenette is finally going to be fucking clean.

“Get in the shower. Now.” Zoro commands.

Holy shit, you think. If I’d known this would be the reaction, I’d’ve done it ages ago.

Zoro can barely keep his hands off of you, only pausing for a brief moment to reach behind him and turn on the faucet. His calloused fingers roam your clothed body, and you instinctively arch into him. He hums with approval. His lips, hungry for contact, pepper your jaw and neck with affection. You sigh and push closer, only slightly embarrassed when you feel him smirk against your skin. He knows you want him. The knot low in your stomach confirms this. His hands grip your ass, pulling your hips together, and you feel that he wants you too. Through the rough material of his pants, you feel his insistent desire and you can’t help but moan quietly. This elicits a moan from the greenette as well, his head falling to your shoulder, and you pull yourself out of your depravity long enough to feel smug.

“A bit excited are we?” You tease in a whisper.

He growls and pulls your shirt off of your shoulder to bite your collarbone. “Did you not hear me the first time?” His hands go to the waistband of your shorts. “Get. In. The. Shower.”

Your vaingloriousness quickly falls to the wayside as he unbuttons your shorts and pulls them down swiftly along with your underwear. You feel a rush of heat over your body and your urgency now matches his. Deftly, your fingers do away with his pants and boxers as one of his hands now gropes your naked ass. The other, ever more impatient, moves to the nape of your neck and the collar of your shirt. All of your attention, by necessity, is on getting him naked, so you almost don’t notice the rip of fabric being torn from your body until you feel your nipples suddenly harden with exposure to the air in the room.

You mewl as the steam fills up the small cubicle. He doesn’t give you any more time. He lifts you up. “Wrap your legs around me.” It isn’t a question. You comply. With a moan, you feel your core tighten as another flood of wetness seeps out of your pussy.

He groans too. “Fuck,” He can feel your wetness against the base of his cock. He steps the two of you into the shower.

The heat of the water is only matched by the heat between the two of you. Your legs, already wobbly, drop to the floor as he pushes you against the wall, the water streaming down his back as he leans back to look at you. Zoro is sex personified. It’s almost too overwhelming to take in all at once. His breathing is ragged. Your eyes and hands devour his broad chest, feeling each hard plane and individually curated muscle. His hair, now saturated with water, has evolved from its usual hue to a deep jewel toned emerald. His jaw is tight, but his full lips are parted with anticipation. His silver eyes, intense and hooded, bore through you, disarming you with their fervor.

He can’t take it anymore.

His lips crush to yours and you groan loudly against his mouth. One of his hands tangles through your hair, holding your mouth exactly where he wants it. His tongue sweeps across your bottom lip, and you gladly open your mouth for his perusal. His other hand moves to your full breast, massaging it roughly for a moment before he deftly flicks his thumb over your erect nipple. You squirm under his touch. He hums because he knows you love when he plays with your tits. Your hand drifts down to his length, gently caressing the skin there.

“Y/n,” He breathes, ripping his mouth from yours as you wrap your delicate fingers around the base of his cock. The water, hot and unrelenting, streams down your arm as you do so, and you sigh at the warmth of the contact. You’ve always been impressed by every part of Zoro, and his penis was no exception. You marvel at his thick length like it’s the first time you’ve ever been blessed with the opportunity to touch such a monument of masculine sexuality.

As you continue your ministrations, his lips trail down your neck and collarbone slowly, all the way to the height of your breast. He intentionally avoids your sensitive peak, and you squeeze his cock lightly as if to say, no fair. The hand in your hair moves to your hip.

He chuckles and slowly, painfully, flicks his tongue over your nipple. Once, twice, three times, before he begins to swirl it around the area. And to make matters worse, he mirrors his movements on your other breast with his opposite hand. He is playing dirty.

Dirtier than he is after 6 days without a shower, you think sarcastically to yourself.

He interrupts your thought by suddenly taking your erect peak into his mouth and sucking harshly. Your other hand immediately shoots grip to his green tresses, urging his mouth to continue. You begin to pant, the steam from the shower making the air thick and hot and damp. You feel the hand that was on your hip suddenly playing around the edges of your wet folds. He starts with your inner thighs, only his pinky brushing up against your aching core. You begin to pump him faster, moving to play with his balls every so often. Though he is trying to remain composed, his ragged breathing gives him away and his patience with teasing you begins to slip. Zoro’s thumb begins to rub your clit while his fingers move to your dripping opening.

Despite his own almost unbearable desire, he can’t resist taunting you a little. He pulls his mouth away from your breast to look at you. “Is that the shower I’m feeling, or are you really this wet, y/n?”

You see the cocky glint his eye and you want to wipe that smirk right off his face. Without warning, you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, hoisting yourself up to hover right above his stiff cock. Though he is taken off guard, he does not falter as he reflexively moves his hands to catch you. His strong hands hold you up under your ass as his mouth falls open slightly in surprise. He had enough strength for the both of you, and he holds you up with ease, keeping his balance and ensuring your safety as well.

You raise an eyebrow and tease your wet opening over his hard cock. You envelope the very tip of him, groaning as you feel him already stretching you. You both shiver with the promise of what is to come. Or who, is to come.

“Goddamn it, y/n, I can’t take it anymore,” He growls and slams you down onto him, immediately filling you to the hilt. The fullness nearly overwhelms you, your sight momentarily leaving you as you feel every thick inch of him against your inner walls. One strong arm wraps around the small of your back as he continues to hold you up. You love that he doesn’t need the wall for support, and your hand goes to grope his muscular shoulder and bicep in appreciation of his power.

Zoro, as with everything he does, is always intense in sex, and this time is no exception. The concentration is palpable on his face, a small v creasing between his eyebrows. His face is contorted in pleasure and a groan rumbles through his chest. His jaw is tight but his mouth is soft as he begins to thrust roughly into you.

“Oh God, Zoro,” You head lolls back, exposing your neck to him. He seizes the opportunity to begin kissing your neck and jaw, whispering your name again and again each iteration a little more wild, a little more broken. His cock feels incredible inside of you, the angle of each thrust stroking that undeniable pleasure point. The scene is entirely erotic. It’s all too much—far too much.

Each thrust is punctuated by a moan and the slapping of wet skin to wet skin. You feel Zoro’s body stiffen and you know that he’s getting close. The tell-tale build in your own core reflects the sentiment. With each stroke, you climb higher and higher and higher until your ecstasy is inexorable.

“Z-Zoro…” You manage with a gasp. “I’m about t-to…” He growls and his thrusts become even more wild—hard, manic, sure. Your lips find his ear and you gently tug on his earrings with your teeth, your last conscious action before your climax overtakes you. This is Zoro’s undoing.

“Y/n!” He yells, and you feel his seed spill hot inside of you.

You drown together in your pleasure, the waves crashing over both of you relentlessly. When your body is spent, you crumble against his chest and he wraps both of his arms around you. He kisses the top of your head, and rubs your back affectionately as he whispers your name under the still warm water. After a few moments, he sets you down. He offers his arm for stability and you take it with gratitude, leaning against him for another few moments before you separate. He smiles lazily down at you, almost bashful at his display. He rubs his free hand against the back of his neck, a slight flush on his face. You grin back and grab the bottle of soap from behind him and place it in his hand.

“Now,” You say after a long moment. “Get clean, marimo.”

He narrows his eyes. “You tricked me,” He says knowingly.

You grab your own body wash and begin to lather up. “I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”

He stares for another long moment, considering, before he finally shrugs and squeezes some soap out onto his hands and begins to do the same.

You smile and kiss his cheek.

“Honestly,” He says, that grin creeping back on his face. “If this is what showering is going to be like with you around, I’ll shower every goddamn day.”

[flammingnachos]

“𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵“ （）𝘥𝘦𝘬𝘶 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪 (𝖬）

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；"Because a chance like this did not come your way every day, you had known to save it for an extremely special situation. While you had not been sure what would constitute such an occasion until it had come your way, you certainly knew now. Now all you had to do was to let your boyfriend in on the secret. And what a delicate secret it was."

After winning a bet against Katsuki, you get to wish for anything that you desire. Unfortunately for him, what you desire is Izuku.

．

A while ago, you had made a bet with your boyfriend. Katsuki had found it so entirely unbelievable that you might, indeed, be capable of scoring better than him on last semester’s final exam even if you studied hard enough. He was nothing if not competitive. While it offended you a little that he had apparently been so sure to win the bet, the prize had been all the sweeter for it – one wish. Anything you wanted, no matter when, no matter how big, no matter why.

The exam had come and gone and you had outperformed him. Thus, you had received your free wish. Because a chance like this did not come your way every day, you had been holding onto it for weeks and months at this point. You had known to save it for an extremely special situation. While you had not been sure what would constitute such an occasion until it had come your way, you certainly knew now.

Now all you had to do was to let your boyfriend in on the secret. And what a delicate secret it was.

Katsuki was lying in his bed on top of the comforter, reading a comic book while you were sitting cross-legged next to him, pondering how exactly to bring up your suggestion to him.

“Hey,” you started eventually, causing him to lower the book, indicating that you had his attention. “Remember that bet we made a while ago?”

An eye brow, raised. “Fucking finally. Did you figure out what you want from me?” He did not seem as annoyed as his choice of words would implicate if it were any other person but him saying them. If anything, he sounded intrigued. You wondered how long that would last.

“I did.” You paused, beginning to brace yourself for a rejection despite not even having made your suggestion yet. “Remember, you said that I could wish for anything.” You emphasized the last word.

He simply growled affirmatively, urging you to get to the point.

“So, I was saving it for something that was really, really out there and that I really, really wanted. And I think it’s something that you probably really –“ Once more, a strong emphasis on the word. “– don’t want. So, it’s okay if you say no.”

“I’m not going to,” he interrupted, scowl ever-present. “You won the bet, so you get whatever fucked-up thing you want.” You wondered whether he was going to regret this posturing a few moments from now.

“It’s okay if you say no,” you repeated, undeterred. “I just want you to actually consider it for at least one moment before you say no.”

He was waiting impatiently for you to say it. You had finally reached the point where there were no more ways to procrastinate on putting it out there anymore.

“I…” You swallowed. “I wanna sleep with Izuku.”

Very suddenly, his eyes were as wide as saucers. For a moment, you were almost certain you had driven your boyfriend’s brain into a black screen of death with the mere suggestion. Just when you were about to declare it a joke – which would have been a lie, but for the sake of your relationship, you would have done it –, he finally responded.

“What. The. Fuck.” His voice was almost eerily calm compared to his usual manner of speaking. Perhaps you had unintentionally caused him to malfunction after all? You decided that now that it was already out there, you had to stand by it. It could really only get worse from here on out, so you would simply have to roll with it.

You took the forgotten comic book from his hands and dropped it onto the floor carefully. Then, you straddled him, leaning down until your breaths were mingling. “I don’t mean that I want to have an affair with him. And I don’t want to go and be alone with him and fuck him, either. I want to sleep with him, and I want you to be there, and I want you to be involved. I’m just…” Reaching for his hair, you ran your fingers through the blond strands affectionately. “Curious.” You pressed a kiss to his mouth that was still slightly open in shock and, perhaps, distaste. “You’re still the only one I love.” A reassurance, in case he needed one.

And then, he managed to shock you even more than you had shocked him, simply by saying, “Okay.”

“What, seriously?” Until this very moment, you had not even entertained the possibility that he might answer favorably.

“But I sure as shit won’t be the one to ask him. That’s on you.” You nodded fervently, afraid that he would change his mind again. “Also, when the fuck did you look at Deku of all the fucking people and think to yourself, ‘Yeah. I want that inside me.’?”

You could not help but laugh out loud at this. “You’re an idiot.” The affection in your voice was tangible and you shifted so you could lie down against his side, legs tangling with his. His arm wrapped around your shoulder. He had always been more the type show his feelings for you with actions than with words.

“Seriously, though. What the fuck gives? There’s tons of other guys in our class alone who’d probably sell their soul to get to rut you. And you want Deku of all people? The guy who’ll probably cream his pants at the sight of you in a bra?”

“That’s the secret, lover. It’s the innocence that gets me.” You looked at him with a twinkle in your eye. “I could ask you to fuck me sideways into the next century and you wouldn’t even blush.”

“True,” he mumbled, running a hand downwards from your back to your thigh and squeezing your ass lazily on the way. “But neither would you.” Also a statement of truth.

It was not lost on you that not for a single moment, either of you even considered the idea that Izuku might say no. And you were about to be proven right very soon.

That Sunday afternoon had been as good as any. You would never not have been anxious of propositioning Izuku. Izuku would never not have been scandalized by your proposition.

Later, it would not quite make sense to you how you had come from dropping into Izuku’s dorm room unannounced with your boyfriend in tow to straddling said boyfriend on his childhood best friend’s bed – all while the bed’s owner was watching you two. Izuku’s face was beet-red, and while he had sat down on the edge of the bed as well, he had left a noticeable safety gap between himself and the two of you.

He was too precious, really.

“Maybe it helps if you watch us at first,” you said to the intimidated boy, keeping your voice soft and steady. It was a little as if you were talking to an easily-scared animal. It was too obvious that Izuku had not yet realized that at some point between his gangly teenage days and now, he had become handsome.

He only looked at you with big eyes, neither nodding nor shaking his head. At least it was not a no, so you decided to follow up on your suggestion.

Properly settling into Katsuki’s lap, you leaned down to kiss him. Your eyes fell shut as he took control almost immediately, pushing his tongue into your mouth and shoving his hands under the comfortable tank top you had decided to wear for this occasion. His large, hot hands came to rest on either side of your ribcage, thumbs dipping under the wire of your bra.

“Wow.” You broke away and licked your lips, keeping your arms around his neck. “You’re eager.”

In response, he grabbed your pelvis and pulled you down against his groin harshly. “Let’s not pretend I’m the one here who wants to fuck Deku.”

You pressed another peck to Katsuki’s lips and began to grind yourself against him the way he had implied he wanted you to. It never took him long to get hard. He pulled your top over your head and put a hand on your breast over your bra, squeezing the soft flesh.

Remembering that you had an audience (and, in fact, said audience was the most important character of the day), you turned to look at Izuku. “He’s right, you know. This was entirely my idea.” You could not help but grin appreciatively when you noticed that his eyes were glued to your yet bra-clad chest. Reaching behind your back, you undid the clasp of the garment and let it fall to the floor beside the bed. If you had believed for even a second that his eyes could not potentially get any wider, you had been wrong. The obvious appreciation in his gaze translated into a spark that quickly found its way through your body and went straight to its goal between your legs – where Katsuki’s erection was now pushing against you through too many layers of clothing.

You pushed Katsuki’s t-shirt over his head before you climbed off him and stood up from the bed. With the efficiency of two people who had been having sex for a long time, he took the chance to take off his own pants and underwear while you untied the waistband of your sweatpants, letting them fall to the ground and stepping out of the pile of fabric.

Then you paused, turning directly towards Izuku in nothing but your black panties. He looked like a deer caught in headlights, overwhelmed by the impossibility of a nearly naked girl standing in the middle of his dorm room. It was difficult not to feel a little pride in the effect you had on him.

“Do you think I’m pretty, Izuku?” you asked sweetly, smiling and cocking your head at him.

He hesitated, open-mouthed, not quite knowing how to respond.

Katsuki – perhaps unintentionally – came to his aid. Your boyfriend was sitting on the edge of the bed in all of his naked glory and apparently entirely undeterred by that. Then again, he had nothing at all to be ashamed of – he was a gorgeous specimen after all. “Of course he fucking does. It’s probably his first time seeing tits, and your tits are pretty fucking amazing.” With that, he reached for one of your hands and pulled you towards him. Once you were standing between his knees, he let go and leaned back onto his elbows. “I think you should get to work.”

You wondered whether Katsuki was being rougher in words and action than usual because he wanted to carve out his territory in front of Izuku. It was the most likely explanation. No matter what the reason was, however, you did not mind. You trusted him to know how far he could go and how far would be too far. He had, after all, never crossed your boundaries.

Kneeling down in front of the bed, your eyes sought and found Izuku’s once more. Giving him a one-sided smirk, you whispered, “Watch me.”

Both guys’ eyes were following your every movement as your tongue made its appearance and you licked the first drop of pre-come from his cock’s head. You closed your lips around the tip and hollowed out your cheeks, the flat of your tongue pressing against its underside. Resting your hands on Katsuki’s thighs, you used him to steady yourself on your knees. Then, you started bobbing your head, swallowing a little more of his erection with each forward movement.

His hand found purchase on the back of your head, guiding your speed and movement. Soon, the head of his cock was stretching your throat as he held you down against his base for a moment, forcing you attempt to swallow around him, the sensation of your muscles trying and failing to tighten around him rushing him closer fast. He groaned out loud before letting go of your head again, letting you continue by your own rules. “She’s fucking magic at this,” he swore, his vulgar praise causing further wetness to collect between your legs.

You watched for Izuku’s reaction. He said nothing, but shifted in a place a little – the tent in his pants was becoming more and more prominent.

You increased the suction on Katsuki’s length, knowing exactly what you had to do to get him off. When you felt the vein on the underside of his cock trembling, you knew he was close. One last time, you took him into your throat as deeply as you could before pulling back and replacing your mouth with your hand. “Come for me,” you requested, catching and holding his fierce gaze as you positioned your open lips an inch or so from his tip. You knew he so enjoyed being able to see everything.

He came in four spurts, liquid salt on your tongue. Before you did anything else, you looked at Izuku again. Making sure he was watching you, you leaned your head back and swallowed, ensuring that he could see your throat bobbing as you did so.

You were unsure whether you had only imagined the noise that came from deep within him then. Even if you had, his arousal was a fact, as evidenced by his clearly visible erection.

Lifting yourself off the floor, you stretched your legs one after the other, knees popping as you did so. Then, you slowly took a few steps until you were standing in front of Izuku again.

“You’re next,” you declared. Then, you realized that in his interest, you wanted to try to be more tender than usual. “If you so wish, of course.” He was looking up at you in a mixture of amazement and fear, and you smiled at him reassuringly.

“Okay,” he eventually said, and you knew that this one word had taken all of his courage combined. Once more, the simple word okay had turned out to be the loveliest answer of them all.

“Can I undress you?” you asked, and he nodded shyly, yet determinedly. You had the feeling that he was probably not going to turn out to be the most vocal lover, but you did not mind. It suited him.

Once you had carefully rid him of his shirt and pants, you took a moment to admire his body, now in nothing but dark blue underwear. From his freckles to his lean, yet perfectly defined frame, he was all you had been imagining and more. You looking him over like this seemed to make him uncomfortable and he suddenly found the floor so much more interesting than the woman standing before him.

In the background, Katsuki was enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm, lazily watching everything. He only had eyes for you. You were hoping that he would join back in later, but for now, you had the feeling that Izuku needed your full attention.

“This is your first time, right?” you asked, hoping that your tone managed to get across that you were not mocking him.

Still, he would not look at you. “Yes,” he said quietly. “Is it that obvious?”

“Pretty much,” you admitted, deciding to go with honesty as your best bet. “But that’s not a bad thing.” As gently as you could, you took his face in both of your hands and made him look at you. “If, at any point, you want me to slow down or stop, all you have to do is say so. I want this to be good for you,” you emphasized. One of his hands wrapped around your wrist, running up and down your lower arm. A silent gesture of thanks. It was the first time he had touched you all afternoon.

Thinking to yourself that it would probably be best if he were the last one to get naked, you cast your eyes downwards to your last piece of clothing. “Would you like to undress me?” you offered. He nodded again.

When he reached for you, his hands were trembling just the smallest bit. He moved slowly and steadily, barely touching you at all. Nonetheless, you could feel how wondrously warm his palms were and you could have sworn that the pads of his fingers were calloused from training. When your panties hit the floor, he looked up at your face again. Seeing the look in his eyes it became impossible to deny that he, too, wanted you. Your heart beat faster at the thought.

You offered a hand to him to pull him up. He accepted, and suddenly, he was half a head taller than you. You stretched onto your tiptoes in order to be able to kiss his cheek, attempting to quench some more of his nervousness this way. Whether it had worked or not, he did not protest at all when you lowered yourself to pull his underwear down.

Despite your curiosity, you tried not to stare too hard, lest he feel even more embarrassed. The short once-over you did give him revealed only favorable information. Again, you wondered how on earth it was possible for him not to know just how attractive he was.

“I suggest you lie down on your back and let me be on top,” you decided.

“Okay.” He seemed almost relieved to have an exact request for what he was to do. Perhaps he even enjoyed your guidance.

Katsuki had by now vacated his spot on the bed, making it possible for Izuku to lie down in the middle, the way you had asked him to.

Slowly, you crawled over him, straddling his hips with your knees. This was what you had been fantasizing about all this time, and you had to pause a moment to simply take it in. To take him in – handsome, naked, perfect, waiting for you. Like his face, the upper part of his chest, too, was freckled and flushed with a lovely, soft red color. His hands hovered over your thighs, unable to make himself go through with his desire to touch you. His erection was firm and beautiful, rising from his body nearly perpendicularly. If only you could have had this moment framed. Your insides constricted with want.

The mattress shifted as another weight was added. Katsuki fit himself against you from behind, chest against your back, his legs bent in the same way as your own. A sense of unadulterated calmness washed over you. It was good and right that he was here, with you, sharing this moment. He snaked an arm around your torso but said nothing. You took that as a sign to go ahead.

You had been wet enough since the very moment you had seen Izuku look at you with lust in his eyes. Taking his cock carefully in one hand, you pushed the head of his erection between your folds. It was enough to make him gasp with the newness of the sensation.

“Ready?” You mentally counted down from five to give him one last chance to change his mind.

Instead, he looked at you – into you, through you – and, with more determination than he had shown in anything so far, said, “Yes.”

You sank down on him in one fluid motion, enveloping all of him inside you. “Oh God,” he cursed, lovely green eyes fluttering shut and fingers constricting around nothing but air. He still had not dared to touch you, even now, when you were the closest two people could be.

Your velvet heat around him was mesmerizing. For a moment, he swore that the only things in existence were your body and his own. “So warm,” he thought out loud, not quite realizing that the words had left him. In none of his wildest dream could he have possibly imagined how good it would feel to be inside you.

Reaching for his hands, you considered for a moment whether to simply place them on your breasts. Then you thought better of it and instead entwined your fingers with his, giving them a reassuring squeeze. With how lithe he looked, especially in his training uniform, you sometimes forgot that Izuku was no way a small guy. It showed in how his hands dwarfed your own. Perhaps other women would have been put off by his large and raised scars, but they only drew you in even more.

Katsuki’s arm tightened around your middle possessively for a moment, as if to remind you that he was still here. It was not like you could have ever forgotten about him, especially not with the length of his – already, again – growing erection pressing between your butt cheeks.

“Izuku,” you said and gained no response. When you began to rock your body up and down slowly, the time that had stopped for him moments ago began again.

Size-wise, the two men you were trapped between were not all that different, you found. As if two keys had been forged for the same lock, Izuku, too, fit you perfectly, stretching you exactly as wide as you could stand it. Incredulous, he looked up at you, eyes catching on the sight of you fucking yourself on his body before traveling upwards, over your shaking breasts and finally to your face. His eyes met yours and you could have sworn that it was reverence you saw in them.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” His voice was strained already, subdued by the weight of the moment. You hoped, from the bottom of your heart, that it would become a memory he would later remember fondly. You knew that you certainly were going to.

Keeping one hand linked with Izuku’s, you let go of the other and instead let your fingers intertwine with those on Katsuki’s hand that was still wrapped around your middle. You needed him to know that while this moment was for Izuku’s benefit, this was about him, too, and that his turn would soon come. But first, you had another objective.

“Izuku,” you offered softly, stilling your movements. “Can I kiss you?”

It seemed to only dawn on him then that normally, people that had sex probably also kissed each other. “Of course,” he responded breathlessly yet without hesitation, as if to say that you need not even have asked. You smiled at him and he smiled back shyly. Shy, still, despite everything.

You were still smiling as you leaned down, pausing just inches from his face. There were teeth marks on his lower lip from when anxiety had made him bite down on it. Despite this, his lips appeared soft and inviting. You moved in and his eyes fell shut in anticipation, but at first, you only pressed another kiss to his heated cheek, something constraining inside you at the repeated realization how cute he was. His breath hitched, and then you swallowed it whole.

He was clearly inexperienced, but it did not detract from the kiss at all. It was hard to believe how tenderly his lips moved against yours. He whimpered when you pulled his lower lip between your own and sucked on it softly. When you pushed your tongue into his mouth, he accepted it timidly, but willingly, soon meeting it tentatively with the tip of his own. His hands moved to the sides of your face, holding onto you and caressing your skin softly, the gesture almost too loving for you to stand it. You wanted to melt into him.

“Probably his first kiss,” Katsuki asserted from behind you. Izuku broke the kiss, dropping his head in mortification. Your heart skipped a beat at the realization that Katsuki was right. Something not unlike pride sprouted inside you at the knowledge that you had been his first in more than one way.

“Well, in that case, I’m honored.” You hoped it did not come off as a taunt, because you truly meant it. Izuku was still inside you, feeling almost like a part of you if it had not been for the delicious sensation of being stretched. To remind him of the situation you were in, you lifted yourself and let your body swallow him once more, with more force this time. That got his attention.

When you moved in to kiss him again, he was better prepared than the first time. However, your movements had not been properly coordinated, and when you shuffled to be able to deepen the kiss even further, his cock slipped out of you. He thrust into air, once, twice, clearly unhappy with the situation. You reached a hand down to line him back up with your entrance, but were stopped by your boyfriend’s hand.

“Wait,” Katsuki commanded, and you – of course – obeyed, fingers still around Izuku’s length.

Already, he had buried himself inside you, fucking you from behind in that wonderfully forceful way he knew you so liked. Unable to contain a shriek, you buried your face into Izuku’s neck where his Adam’s apple vibrated with a groan at your hand tightening around him.

“So you don’t forget who fucks you best.” With that, he pulled back out, a hand tightening on your shoulder. “Go on.”

After regaining your lost senses, you did just that, once more sliding onto Izuku, wetter even than before. His grateful groan was delicious as he grasped for your waist, finally, finally daring to hold onto you properly as you moved up and down.

Katsuki, on the other hand, was rougher than normal when he reached for your face, pulling your back against his chest again. He held onto your chin with one hand and pushed two fingers into your mouth with the other. The stark contrast between the two of them left your mind reeling. Then, the fingers were gone from your mouth, now coated in saliva. You had an inkling what his plan was.

While you were no stranger to anal sex, you had never been penetrated by two men at the same time. The thought excited you, and the wet finger probing at your asshole doubly so.

You slowed your movements to a halt, allowing him to prepare you. One finger slipped inside, pumping in and out until your muscles had relaxed enough to allow for another. The second digit did not go in as easily, but Katsuki knew your body like a language he was fluent in. His fingers were so much larger than your own. When he scissored them inside you, your muscles tried to contract again, but he would not let them. You swore that the sheer abundance of fluids leaking from you onto Izuku’s cock should not be humanly possible. Wondering briefly whether Izuku could feel the fingers inside you through your walls had you shuddering in arousal at the thought.

When Katsuki removed his hand and placed the head of his length at your rear, you once more reached for Izuku’s hands. This time it was to steady yourself in the midst of all the sensations you were feeling. Katsuki slid inside you slowly and with care so as not to hurt you, inch for inch until you were filled to the brim.

“You made it,” he informed you, voice unusually calm. At the same time, he was running a hand across your shoulders and upper arms, petting you while letting you get used to the feeling. It was so like him to not be losing any especially kind words but still find a way to show you that he cared.

At some point, your breath had become erratic. You had never felt so full, and that, coupled with the realization how lucky you were right in that moment overwhelmed you enough to force a few tears into your eyes. You tried hard to blink them away. To have these two amazing men wanting to be with you like this. In that moment, you were the luckiest girl in the world.

“Fuck,” you whined, your inner muscles fluttering around them. “Move already, you two. Please?”

That, and raising your pelvis a little to give Izuku the chance to abide by your wish, was all it took.

They fucked you in tandem, Katsuki opting for a slow but deep pace. Izuku, on the other hand, had trouble sticking to any one speed or rhythm, using your body as a canvas on which to try out different things. You enjoyed not knowing which movements to expect from him – he would drive into you deepest whenever you were not expecting it, and the lack of control on your part that came with it excited you. Unable to do much else as they ravished you, you let your head fall backwards onto Katsuki’s shoulder.

He pressed an open-mouthed kiss to your lips, tongue claiming you as a hand toyed with one of your breasts. When he broke away, you were panting, having forgotten to breathe for a moment there. Thinking became hard in the light of your pleasure. They surrounded you, were everywhere in and around you, were your entire world.

Izuku’s grasp on you tightened, fingers digging into your skin. “I’m –“ he started, face red with exertion and embarrassment, voice raw. “Can I –?” He seemed unable to finish his question out loud.

“Do it,” Katsuki said in your stead, knowing that you were unable to speak right then. “But you better fucking appreciate the privilege, asshole. She can’t come like this, though.”

Katsuki’s hand fell to your center, rubbing firm circles into your clit, sending you onto your way up the precipice. Then, you felt spurts bursting inside of you, Izuku’s hot come leaking into you and spilling over, and then you were coming, too. You lost your place in space and time as your bliss crested, whiteness overcoming your vision for a moment.

You fell forward, your insides convulsing as Katsuki was still driving himself into you. Izuku caught you, somehow, despite the fact that he must have been nearly as out of it as you, going by his facial impression. He held you in his arms while you were still shuddering with the aftershocks prolonged by Katsuki’s continued fucking.

Your boyfriend rested a hand on your lower back, leaning his weight on it as he sped up. When he came with a shout, he lifted his palm off your skin, supporting himself on his wrist only so he would not accidentally harm your skin. You could feel yourself burning up from the inside with his natural heat. You moaned weakly as he rode out his orgasm, thrusts slower now. Eventually, he stilled inside you, and you knew it was to keep his seed inside you for as long as possible before he would eventually have to pull out. Izuku had softened inside you by now, but you appreciated that he had not left you yet. You wanted this moment to last – just, please, a little longer.

For a long while afterwards, the three of you simply lay there in silence, your body trapped between both of theirs. You were on your side, facing Izuku, who was lying on his back. Katsuki had never been the cuddly type, but here he was, his front pressed against your back, a possessive, but comfortable arm around your front. Perhaps it was mostly about making it abundantly clear whose you were, but you enjoyed it nonetheless.

Izuku seemed more relaxed than he had all throughout these events, yet still, he seemed to be avoiding looking at you – despite the fact that your body was pressed against his side. It was endearing how he still found it in him to be embarrassed, after everything.

You draped an arm across his slightly sweaty chest, admiring how it still visibly rose and fell with every time he inhaled, even now that he was no longer out of breath. You were certain that if the situation had been different from how it was, he would have very much liked to cuddle with you; you were almost a little sad to be missing out on it. Instead, you pressed a kiss to his shoulder. Still, he was avoiding your eyes.

“You know, you’re allowed to look at me,” you encouraged him softly. “You were literally just inside me. I think we’re past that.”

Listening to you, he rolled onto his side, facing you. You smiled at him, wondering if you looked as destroyed as you felt. He reached out, hand hovering over your hip for a moment before he got a hold of himself and actually touched you. Then, going against all of your expectations, he actually kissed you. It was perhaps the gentlest, kindest kiss you had ever received.

You swore you felt a slight grumble in Katsuki’s chest that was still pressed against your back. He did not say anything, however, and you knew that he was holding back for your benefit. You felt your heart swelling with love for him in that moment.

Even after breaking away, Izuku remained close, simply looking at you. There it was again – that look that told you he was not entirely sure you were real at all.

“Did you enjoy yourself?” you asked, reaching up and gently running a hand through his messy, dark green hair.

“So much,” he verified, confirming your assumption and returning your smile, if a little shyer.

“I’d fucking hope you did,” Katsuki finally weighed in. “For her sake.”

A shadow fell over Izuku’s face for a moment as he remembered that this had, after all, simply been the result of a bet between Katsuki and you. Several times, he opened his mouth to say something before closing it again.

“If…” He trailed off before starting again, trying hard not to stumble over his words. “If this is a one-time thing, can I… maybe try something?”

A request, from him? The idea intrigued you. “Sure. What would you like to do?” you coaxed him.

“Can I –” He cleared his throat before finishing the rest of his question in a hurry. “– go down on you?”

You quickly turned your head to see Katsuki’s reaction. He looked annoyed as always, but gave you a curt nod while his hold on you tightened again. You promised yourself that you would make it up to him later, in all the ways he deserved.

Then, you turned back to Izuku. “If you don’t mind that you came inside me earlier?” In fact, both of their fluids had begun to leak out of you while you had been enjoying the afterglow.

His brows knitted in thought for a moment. “I… don’t,” he decided. “Should I?”

“Of course he’d be the type of guy who’s into that,” Katsuki grumbled into the back of your neck helpfully. “Her cunt tastes amazing. No accounting for your junk inside it.”

Once more, Izuku’s cheeks flushed with red color as he sat up. If you had had to guess, you would have probably said that his ideal way of losing his virginity would probably not have included your very vulgar boyfriend.

You rolled onto your back, wrapping your arms around Katsuki’s neck and pulling him into a quick but deep kiss. “I imagine Izuku is not as into your dirty mouth as I am, love.”

“Don’t fucking care,” he growled into your mouth before replacing the words with his tongue once more.

The mattress moved as Izuku got on his stomach between your legs. Katsuki moved, freeing your line of sight so you would be able to watch what was happening. Then, he got up off the bed, leaving Izuku and you to your own devices for a moment.

In front of your center, your green-haired short-term lover had paused. Even though he knew that you were watching him, he could not help but simply look at your body for a moment, fascinated by the reality of you. Some amount of white-ish, mostly clear fluid had leaked from where he had been inside you before. The knowledge that it was his semen running out of you, reminding him that he had been allowed to release himself inside of you… he was almost ready to faint right then and there. Before he could do so, he overcame himself and licked it up.

He received an immediate reaction in the form of your muscles contracting around the tip of his tongue. You were a little raw from being fucked so thoroughly, and thus, his touch was wonderfully intense. He repeated the motion, pushing the muscle inside of you. He wondered how it was possible for you to still be so tight after your earlier actions. Trying to get more comfortable, he snaked an arm under your thigh from below and laid his hand on your abdomen. There, he could feel the muscles under the skin tightening as he licked inside you. The taste was… strange. Not what he had been expecting. But he really did not mind it at all.

To be perfectly honest, he did not have a kink for the exact type of situation like Katsuki had implied earlier. But there had been times – when he had been alone with himself – in which he had imagined what pleasing a woman with his mouth might be like. He had simply never considered himself bold enough to actually try it. But today – this was about more than that.

He had not missed the fact that had Katsuki not been there to help you out earlier, you would not have come. Izuku had been too lost in the moment and in how amazing it had felt to be inside you to realize. And if, after today, he would never get to be with you again, he wanted to be the one to give you an orgasm, as well. Thus, he pulled back and moved onto the small organ further up, where your labia became one. He closed his lips around it and sucked.

Your response was immediate and intense. You arched your back off the bed, moving a leg to curl across his back, inviting him in further.

“Oh, fuck,” you whispered, closing your eyes and enjoying the intensity of the feeling. While you were entirely caught up in what Izuku was doing between your legs, you felt your head being lifted. Katsuki had cleaned himself off and put his underwear back on. Now, he had sat down on the bed with crossed legs and placed your head on one of his thighs, letting you use him as a pillow.

You looked at him from below, as blissful smile consuming your face. Reaching up with one hand, you softly caressed his cheek. “Welcome back.”

“Enjoying yourself?” he countered, eyes trailing over your ravished form and taking in the guy currently at work between his girlfriend’s thighs.

“So much,” you admitted truthfully, already feeling your stomach beginning to pull into a taut coil again as Izuku dutifully responded to every signal your body gave him. Apparently, voicing your approval out loud served to make him a little more daring as he pushed his index finger inside of you.

You felt so, so grateful. Grateful to Katsuki for loving you enough to let you have this. Grateful to Izuku for making the reality so much more amazing than you could have ever imagined.

“Keep doing exactly that,” you moaned. “That’s…” You sighed as a second one of his large fingers slipped inside just as easily. “…perfect.”

He pushed them in and out of you in a slow rhythm, which was everything that you needed in that moment. Not for a moment did he cease his ministrations on your clit until he had to in order to ask, “More?”

“Two’s perfect,” you reassured him, realizing a moment too late that it was the second time in a row you were using that word to describe what he was doing. But why shouldn’t you, if it was true? “Three of mine, maybe. But your fingers are big.”

His eyes met yours for just a moment before he closed them and continued his work by licking and sucking your clit. You were becoming putty in his hands.

“You were never this eager to learn,” you teased, voice strained, while looking up at your boyfriend’s face from his lap. A lie. Still, in turn, his eyes narrowed at the obvious taunt, and he reached for your breast, squeezing the nipple more forcefully than strictly necessary. He should have really known you well enough to know that it would only rile you up further. In response, you tightened your leg around Izuku’s shoulders, urging him on as you sensed your orgasm on the horizon.

This time around, its approach was slower. Izuku never tired of pleasuring you, and when you came, he was almost surprised. He stilled his fingers inside you, feeling the way your walls contracted over and over, wanting to commit it to memory. That’s what you tasted like. That’s what you smelled like. That’s what you felt like. That’s what his name sounded like, falling from your lips in a moment of vulnerability. And him, right there, in the middle of it all, directly responsible.

Minutes later, you were still lying on his bed, on your side and curled into yourself. Izuku had followed Katsuki’s example and put his underwear back on, ignoring the strain of his rejuvenated erection against the fabric in favor of a little decency. Meanwhile, there you were, naked as the day you had been born and unable to find it in yourself to feel embarrassed.

They were sitting on the bed with you, Katsuki next to your head, Izuku next to your knees. Katsuki’s hand was resting on your bare shoulder, not stroking you, not moving at all. He was simply holding onto you, anchoring you in reality. Izuku did not dare touch you then – it seemed like such an intimate gesture. He did not want to impose.

You felt too weak to speak, too weak to let go of this moment and let it move on from something that was happening to something that had happened.

Nevertheless, there was one thing that could not remain unsaid.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

You hoped they knew that you meant both of them.

[flammingnachos]

“𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢 （）𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘫𝘪 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 （𝘔）

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；After rescuing the Reader from the ocean, Sanji attempts to make her feel comfortable and happy.

．

Darkness.

"Where am I? What happened?" you think, trying to remember something, anything.

Your head is pounding. Water. Wheres the water?

"Think she has any Berries?"

The voice brings you closer to consciousness. "Voices? Am I dreaming?"

"You idiot. Where would she put it?"

"We could...check-"

"Patty, If you aren't the perfect gentleman then I'll personally ensure that the jambalaya has extra sausage tonight."

"Jeez Sanji. You could try."

Such a rough voice.

"Just shut your damn mouth and get her a hot towel."

"Bite my ass."

"Oh I'll bite your ass! Crappy fuck."

You begin to notice the scent. Wow! Like nothing you've ever experienced.

Suddenly your heart drops. This is real. You aren't dead. This is much worse.

Can you escape? Can you even move?

Your eyes flutter open, slowly adjusting to the brightness.

The man is sitting nearby, and appears to be looking your direction. You snap your eyes shut, hoping he didn't see. But the room... It wasn't what you feared. It had shelves and boxes, not how a brig is supposed to look.

Your reverie is interrupted by a door slamming open.

"One hot towel for our wonderful piece of shit chef and his new little girlfriend!" the intruder said in a faux-sweet voice.

"Yeah, thanks. Now buzz off," the guard said.

"Of course, Mon-sewer," he said in that same obnoxious tone before slamming the door shut.

New little girlfriend. The words burned in your head. This was it. Your worst fear has been confirmed.

You have to get ready to act NOW. You move your right arm slightly, then your left. Huh, no chains. They'll regret that mistake.

You hear the footsteps of the guard growing closer, and steel yourself for what you are about to do. When the footsteps stop, you spring into action, opening your eyes and punching at him with all of the power you can muster.

"Woah, Hold on!" he says, barely flinching at your blow.

Terror fills your heart. It didn't phase him at all. You can't hold back tears as you continue to inflict punch after punch on the man.

"I'm not going to hurt you! It's OK!" he insisted, doing little to quell your tears. How could it be ok? How could it ever be OK again? He backs away from your furious assault, and much to your surprise - plops down on the ground. You curl up into a ball, tears flowing freely.

"You alright?" he asks, offering the hot towel to you.

You say nothing. Why should he get the satisfaction?

"It's just a hot towel. Don't worry, Nobody here bites, though it may seem like it."

Why? Why did this happen?

"Are you feeling OK? You were just floating out there, unconscious. We patched up whatever we thought we could."

You look at your right arm, now sporting some bandages. Well, he's not lying.

"This is the Baratie, It's a floating restaurant." The man said in a reassuring tone.

Restaurant? Explains the smell. Thinking about food makes your stomach squeeze. It has to have been days...

"You hungry? I can make you some food, pretty much whatever you like!" He said.

You can't show weakness. "No," you mutter, just loud enough for him to hear.

Despite your resolve, your stomach betrays you, growling loudly. You cringe.

"Sounds like you could use some. Really, what can I get you?"

"I said NO!" you yell, looking up at him angrily.

"Hey-ahhhh...." he said trailing off stupidly. He stares at you with wide eyes, looking absolutely smitten.

You look away.

"Uh, I'm Sanji," he says, bringing back his reassuring tone, trying to maintain composure.

Your fears get the better of you. "What are you going to do with me?" you blurt out.

"Nothing! I'm just trying to make sure you're OK!" Sanji says.

Did he mean that? Your stomach growls again, interrupting your thought.

"Are you comfortable? We keep this cot back here in the secondary storage room for naps.

I can get you something else..." he said.

"I'm fine" you say, beginning to tentatively calm down a bit. "So I can leave?"

"Of course, that door there leads right outside."

Sanji hopped up and opened the door, revealing the bright blue sky and open ocean behind it.

Relief floods your heart. Maybe these aren't the like bad men you've heard so much about.

"I'd be ever so grateful for the opportunity to cook for you before you leave," Sanji said earnestly.

Could you trust him? Would he really leave you unguarded with the door to freedom unlocked?

It may not even matter if you don't eat something soon.

"OK," you say, turning your gaze on him. He is tall, with long legs. Well dressed. His blond hair, while well kept, hung over one eye. His eyebrow swirled upwards like I fancy mustache. Despite the situation, it makes you want to giggle. He seemed to have something in his mouth that was burning. You wonder why.

"Great! Don't worry, beautiful lady, I'll be back in a just a moment!" Sanji said graciously, before bowing and gracefully exiting the room.

"How sweet," you think to yourself. Attractive and charming as he might be, you had other things on your mind.

You jump up from the cot, almost losing your balance from wooziness, and shuffle over to the door. It opened easily, and you stepped outside. The sea air hits you with its warm embrace. There was no trick, you were on a small dock, presumably for restaurant deliveries. You dip your hand into the water. It was completely true, nothing was there to stop you from getting away. Your mind now at ease, you scuffle back inside. The smell hit you again - reminding you of your excruciating hunger. You plop back onto the cot.

You aren't kept waiting long. Sanji strolls in carrying two huge bowls on one arm, a bottle in the other hand, and a basket on his head. He no longer has the weird thing in his mouth. He carefully sets them all down, before pulling out sizable box to use as a table. He sets one of the bowls on the table in front of you. The steam smells so titillating that you began to salivate uncontrollably.

“For you, mademoiselle” he says, flaring his nostrils. “Dinner rolls, and my famous sauteed shrimp and crab on a bowl of fried rice. I figured seafood was a safe bet-”

Before he can finish the thought, you take the fork and begin devouring the breathtaking meal before you. You've never tasted food so good!

Sanji smiles a big smile and sets down the wine bottle with a couple glasses. “And our finest libations. Well, the finest the geezer head chef said we can spare.”

“Mind if I join you?” he asks sheepishly, but somehow spiritedly.

“Mm-Hmm!” you say, overjoyed at the scrumptious meal you are eating. He has to be a decent guy, to treat you like this.

Sanji sits down, grabs his bowl, and begins eating too. He can't seem to resist staring at you every few seconds. You find yourself not minding. Not one bit.

“Oh!” he starts loudly. “My deepest apologies! Let me pour you some wine” he interjects, quickly opening the bottle and pouring out two glasses. The pale gold liquid glistens in the glass.

You feel yourself quickly filling, and begin to slow down, sipping the wine occasionally.

“Not bad, I take it?” Sanji asked, jokingly but with an air of confidence. He took pride in his art. And for good reason!

“This is indescribable!” you say. “I had no idea there was food this good in all the world!”

“Thank you!” He said, blushing bright red, seeming to undulate in his happiness.

You began to blush a little yourself. There was just something about him. He was so charming. Suave and attractive, but also cute and sweet.

“So, uh,” he began, looking away. “What brings you all the way out to the East Blue?”

East Blue. You're far from home. “I remember I was out swimming and a Sea-king showed up. Looked like a giant dolphin. It got me before I could react. I can usually out swim them, but I didn't notice until it was too late,” you explain, as understanding begins to fill his eyes. “The last thing I remember was being chewed by the monster. I thought I was dead for sure. I can't believe I made it out in one piece.”

“You're said it was a dolphin?” Sanji said incredulously. “Our Maitre D' swore he saw a colossal dolphin breaching about a day ago. Nobody believed him because he's an idiot. Maybe it shot you out of its blowhole?”

“I guess so. Anything is possible at this point, I suppose,” you say, scarcely believing your own story.

“That's so incredible! But I'm so glad you're safe,” he says, turning on his charm again.

It works. You can't help it. No one has ever been so sweet to you, no one has ever looked at you like this...

“Thanks,” you say, blushing deeply. You fight off the thoughts that are occurring. The desires. You want to thank him...

“And thank you, for the food!” you blurt out. It is quite clear that you are flustered.

“You are quite welcome, my sweet!” Sanji says, giving a charming smile and flaring his nostrils.

“My sweet,” he called you. The desires grow stronger. You want to kiss him. To have him in your arms, or to be in his.

He stands up, and picks up the empty bowls. Your heart sinks. He has to go back. He's probably wasted enough time back here.

“Leaving?” you ask, dejection sneaking into your tone.

Picking up on this, Sanji smiles sweetly and says “Don't worry, I'll be right back.”

You smile back at him, your eyes twinkling. “OK!” you say, a little too eagerly. You feel embarrassed. Sure he was smooth, and a total sweetheart, but is this all really necessary?

He smiled a wider, goofier smile, and walked out of the room with a bounce in his step.

The minutes feel like hours as you wait for his return. Why is he so important all of a sudden? Why do you want so badly to wrap your body around him and cover him in kisses? What would your friends say? More importantly, could you flirt back? Should you flirt back? Where would it lead? You flop around on the cot and bury your face in the pillow, your face glowing red.

The door bursts open, you look up expectantly. A tall, buff, bald man is standing there. NOT Sanji. “Pardon me, Madame Freeloader, his royal highn-ass asked me to tell you he got held up in the kitchen. He'll be back shortly,” he said, with the same rough faux-sweet voice as before.

“Uh, thanks,” you stammer, as the man leaves, slamming the door behind him. How disappointing.

A few minutes (or perhaps lifetimes) later, The door opens to reveal Sanji, smile on his face and yet another bowl in his hand. “One cinnamon cheesecake sundae, for the ravishing beauty on the cot.”

That does it. Nothing can stop your newfound passion for this sweet talker.

“Oh my!” you exclaim, at a loss for further words. That dessert looks lovely, but you have something else in mind. As he approaches, you work up the courage to scoot over and pat the cot, gesturing for him to sit beside you.

Sanji, looking overjoyed and a little woozy, happily obliges. You take the sundae and begin to eat, trying to not visibly react to his presence. You decide this is a good time to try to flirt, and turn towards him as you begin to lick the ice cream off of your lips. You let out a little moan for good measure, but can't help but blush at your own brazenness.

Despite feeling a little silly, it seems to have been quite effective, so you decide to put a hand on his leg.

“That was so very good,” you say, “Thank you for taking such good care of me.”

“O-o-of course!” he managed to stutter out. How cute. You can barely contain yourself.

You decide to take the plunge, and lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek. Your desire burns even hotter as you watch his face redden, and you decide to go further, kissing him on the neck. Sanji meets your eyes, and you know that it's now or never. You reach up and ever so gently grab his head, and lean up to give him a full kiss right on the lips. You can't stop here. You need it. You keep kissing. He lets out a small moan, and kisses back, reaching up and mirroring your motion, gently grabbing your head.

“It's not too late to back out now,” you tell yourself, but there is no need. You don't want to back out. You allow yourself to fall backwards onto the cot, pulling him with you. No resistance is put up. You kiss him deeply as you writhe around together on the cot, entwined together, allowing the fire that is welling up inside you to dictate your actions.

Sanji seems hesitant to escalate things, so you decide to take his arms and place them on your breasts, underneath your beaten up shirt. This seems to delight him as he begins to playfully squeeze them. You can feel his heart beat. Very fast. Glad to know that he's enjoying himself. As if any further proof was necessary, it begins to become painfully clear that his cock had become quite hard for you. Feeling his bulging causes your brain to go into overdrive. It feels like bolts of lightning inside your breasts and nether regions.

The thought of his phallus, this growing bulge in his pants drives you to go further, further then you've ever gone before. You break the kiss and pull back, admiring his highly aroused expression. “I know how I can thank you,” you say. Yes, this will reward him for his thoughtfulness, but is that the reason why, or your own lust? You slide down onto the floor, your hands playfully caressing his crotch. Undoing his pants is difficult, so he breathlessly helps out, and you soon have them pulled down. His throbbing cock pops right out, and you admire it shyly, your eyes twinkling. You knew about them, but have never seen one in person before. It's bigger then you imagined, must have felt so trapped in those tight pants. The smell was a little musky, but smelled of aftershave. Very pleasant.

You lightly touch it with your hand, and Sanji shivers. Having such a beautiful man quiver at your touch gives you just the confidence you need to give it a taste, sticking your tongue out and slowly licking its underside, from base to tip. The taste was sweet and masculine at the same time. You lick your lips before repeating the lick several times, while carefully watching his reaction. You made sure he had a good view as you licked at it, driving him absolutely wild. You began licking the underside of the tip, right where he released the strongest signals. Sanji let out a soft moan. Satisfied, you begin swirling your tongue on the area, making him squirm around in pleasure.

Your own cravings for his cock become uncontrollable, and you slowly take him into your mouth. It fills up quickly, and you begin to bob up and down on it, swirling your tongue around on his sensitive spot. It feels like heaven as his sizable girth throbs inside of your mouth. Sanji attempts to stifle his moans, but they still come out as soft whimpers. You smile, happy to know that you're doing a good job. You desire so badly to please him, to please him more than he has ever been pleased before. You need his seed.

Before he can grow accustomed to your mouth, you decide to push it further. You take him in even deeper, slowly entering the tip of your throat.

“Oh!” he blurts, half moaning. It isn't easy, but it is a worthy cause. You press on, and it isn't long before he begins to succumb to your efforts, breathing faster and throbbing harder.

“I-I'm going t-to-” Sanji says, half crazed looking. You lock your eyes onto his and make the cutest face you can. You don't really know what to expect, despite knowing the biology of the situation. You know you are about to receive his seed, right into your mouth. You maintain eye contact and swirl your tongue around the sensitive spot as he loses control, bursting into your mouth. Burst after burst of his hot cum come forth into your eager mouth as you happily lick his pleased cock, thoroughly proud of your efforts. Swallowing is easy, you crave his pleasure and only want more.

When you are sure he is finished cumming, you pull his cock out and let him watch you lick your lips once more.

“Did that feel good?” you ask smugly, smiling at him.

“Thank...You...” he answered, looking absolutely dazed.

“You are very welcome,” you say with a giggle, satisfied with the results of your ministrations.

Watching his erection slowly wane only causes your own loins to ache with desire, wishing they could have him inside.

“I've never done anything like that before. I hope it was a memorable experience for you,” you say, your shyness beginning to return a bit.

“Incredibly so. This is a first for me, too!” he dazedly utters, struggling to come back to the world of the living.

You giggle softly. You were his first blowjob too. It feels nice knowing that neither of you had experience in such an act, he had no expectations for you to live up to.

You lie down beside him, giving him another kiss before running your fingers through his blond hair, stroking him lightly. Laying down next to him is so peaceful that you could fall asleep, especially after all the food, were it not for your own unquenched desires.

“Do you mind if I ask you a question?” Sanji asks suddenly, breaking the minutes of silence.

“Of course not,” you respond, curious what he may ask of you.

“Well, uh..” he begins, looking away with a sort of embarrassed look on his face.

“This is personal, I know, so it's OK if you don't want to answer..” he says, looking back at you sheepishly. Your reassuring smile lets him know it is OK.

“I've always wondered...How you guys, ya know...” He trailed off, red in the face.

Redness covers your face as well, and you quietly ponder how to answer.

“Sorry, that was stupid!” he quickly apologizes, looking flustered.

“No no, It's fine!” you quickly respond. You don't mind his curiosity, and your desire burns hot, begging for you to show him.

“I don't know how different it is from human women,” you say, face still glowing red.

“Really?” he asks incredulously, “but...how?”

“I..Haven't had any experience with it myself, besides just touching the...outside,” you explain, blushing deeper still. “When we get aroused with someone we love, the entrance sort of...opens a bit, allowing it to be spread.”

“Wow...” he says in a breathless voice after a few moments have passed. “Thank you for telling me.”

“Would you... like to see?” you ask, looking away from him as a surge of fire fills your loins.

“I'd love to!” he quickly says, sporting an excited tone.

Now it was his turn to move to the floor, which he did in one smooth motion.

All kinds of dirty thoughts fill your mind as you reach down to the base of your tail, running your fingers across it towards your most intimate area. It spreads apart easily, scales pulling back to reveal beautiful pink flesh.

Your desires driving you wild, you motion for his hand and guide it towards your vagina. It is already soaking wet for him.

Sanji lets out an excited sound as his fingers come into contact with you. He looks as though he may pass out from excitement. You giggle lightly, pleased.

He begins to lightly run his fingers over you, and you let out a small moan and thrust your hips at him, clearly displaying your intentions. The world stands still as he obliges, carefully thrusting a finger inside. Immediately, he pulls it back out, causing your desire to spike like pouring oil on a fire.

“Woah! It does feel just like a human's!” he says incredulously, staring at you with a dumb smile.

“Do you feel many humans' vaginas?” you ask, just a hint of jealousy in your voice.

“Not at all! Only once ever, really-” Sanji quickly begins to explain, but you smile at him and guide his hand back towards your wet entrance, effectively cutting him short. He is with you now and that is what matters.

He begins to move his finger around inside you, dancing it across your hallowed walls, causing your back to arch in pleasure. You've never been penetrated with anything before, you couldn't imagine a more skillful debut.

You feel yourself reacting strongly as his motion continues, the pleasure mounting and building up to extreme levels. Sanji, picking up on your signals, slowly enters a second finger into you, and the pleasure skyrockets.

It isn't long before you feel your whole body tighten up as the pleasure reaches the maximum you can stand.

“Cum for me!” he commands with a smirk, and your whole body surrenders into a violent, shaking orgasm, coating his hand in your juices as your vagina throbs and squeezes his fingers.

“Oooh!” you moan loudly, bucking and shaking, feeling the joy of your sweet release.

When your throbbing stops, he slowly slides his finger out of you, careful to stimulate just the right spots on their way out, just enough to make you want more.

“How was that?” Sanji said with a very satisfied smirk on his face.

Your response is unintelligible, the world is not real anymore.

You feel yourself slipping into sweet peaceful sleep. Never have you felt so good in your entire life.

---------

You feel a soft touch on your tail, near your hips. You open your eyes to see Sanji, sweetly stroking you while burning that thing in his mouth.

“Sleep good?” he asked with a huge grin.

“Yes,” you tell him as the memory of a few minutes ago came flooding back.

“I had to go finish my shift, but don't worry. I made sure nobody even looked back here. The old geezer said that you were a special guest, and that nobody else was to get any ideas about bothering you under any circumstances. There are some greedy assholes here, but nobody would dream of disobeying a direct order,” Sanji explained, as you sat up.

The light from the window had vanished, indicating that night has come.

“So,” he continued, “You're welcome to stay the night, if you'd like.”

“Thank you,” you say sweetly, “You've done so much for me.” You consider his offer. You may be the fastest swimmer out there, but you have been caught by a Sea-king once before, and traveling at night is never preferable anyway.

“It was my pleasure, my sweet,” Sanji says graciously, flaring his nostrils slightly. “And as luck would have it,” he continues, “Our course has us set to travel to the Southernmost point of our rotation tomorrow.”

“Then I'd be happy to take you up on that,” you say, giving him a big smile, twinkling your eyes.

“Splendid!” he exclaims as he gets up, “I'd love to make you some breakfast in the morning, and of course, whatever provisions you will need for your trip!”

“Sounds wonderful!” you say, pure happiness filling you.

“Then I will look forward to seeing your beautiful face in the morning, Goodnight my sweet!” Sanji seems to sing as he bounces towards the door.

“Goodnight!” you respond with a giggle. What a kind, caring man.

You feel your desire growing again as you think back on the day. If you have any say in the matter, you'll have to find some special way to say goodbye before you leave.

You can't help but smile as you drift off to sleep, with the dim lantern flame glowing softly on the wall. You wonder if you will ever meet anyone like him again, or if he is the kindest person you will ever find. The thought of leaving, perhaps never to see him again was a sad thought, but you miss your home. Your family and friends are probably worried sick about you, little do they know that you found a great treasure of the ocean: the sweetheart of a man who spends his days sailing on the sea, cooking food for the hungry.

[flammingnachos]

𝘋𝘦𝘬𝘶

the bet

𝘉𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰𝘶

Pushing your buttons

the bet

𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘰

Wake up

𝘈𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘸𝘢

Unwind

𝘏𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘴

oops

𝘋𝘢𝘣𝘪

oops

[flammingnachos]

“𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘴“ 𝗄𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈𝗎 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 （𝘔）

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；Katsuki Bakugou is your teacher - and maybe a little more. You push his buttons just a LITTLE too hard one day. Remember to stay quiet, this is a library after all．．．

．

Sighing to yourself as your foot lightly tapped the metal leg of your desk, your thoughts pondered on what you could do at lunch.

You could wander around the grounds and find a nice spot under a tree and advance your quirk? Maybe you could huddle into the food court with the other UA students? or lastly, there was the library. You still had a paper to write for Mr Kirishima, which was due in 2 days, so that option deemed most wise. Yay.

You had completely zoned out now and unaware of the imposing presence towering you, until a cough broke your chain of thought.

"Miss [ l /n ], my class really that boring huh?" The gruff voice of your homeroom teacher spoke.

A little surprised, you looked up at him and mustered an apologetic smile.

"Sorry Mr Bakugou. I... Er..."

He looked pissed. Not full on angry, but pissed enough that his lips pouted slightly. Wow, he really did seem like a child at times, you thought.

"Lunch, be here." was all he said before making his way back to the front. "Anybody else want to not fucking pay attention whilst I speak?" his dark eyes scanned the class, and everyone hushed. No one dared even breathe too hard when he almost scrutinized everyone like this.

"Good." He said firmly and carried on with the discussion you had not been tuned into earlier; although now, since his overpowering aura still lingered around you, he had your full attention.

* * *

The bell rang out for lunch, and Mrs Izuku smiled warmly before dismissing the class, and reminded everybody to fill out their sidekick applications. As third years, now was the time to think about becoming a sidekick. Everybody would be scrambling for the top 10, and you had your eyes on a particular hot headed pro; Katsuki Bakugou.

It was rumoured he was leaving UA after you graduated to keep up his pro status. After pro heros Deku and Shoto dommed the top two spots, The explosive pro hero Bakugou took time out to help the up coming stars. It didn't seem like something of his character, but it was also rumoured he had been bribed by an old time hero, Eraserhead.

Either way, you had your sights set. He was exceptionally powerful, he had morals and knew how to get a job done; albeit he was a little rough around the edges, he noticed your quirk and even made a point of saying how strong you are. He said you had potential to be great, and since that encounter, you've wanted nothing but to be along side him. So, his retirement from teaching after only 3 years was a blessing.

You'd sat back at your desk and was waiting for Mr Bakugou to return for your...detention? He didn't explicitly say that, but it seemed to be what he was aiming at.

The classroom door opened, and as if he'd just been reading your mind, in walked Mr grumpy pants himself. His crimson eyes looked over at you, and he stood at the front, shoulders back and almost looking down his nose at you. Why was he so attractive?

"So, zoning out in my class is more fun for you, huh?" He spoke, his booming voice bouncing off the walls and causing you to flinch in your seat. He wasn't exactly scary to you, just, his aura screamed power, and when his moods were foul, he could be intimidating.

"N-no sir. Unfortunately being seated next to the window causes my mind to wonder. I'm kinda hopeless..." You rubbed the back of your neck and smiled at him, hoping he'd take it.

"Not good enough." he barked, walking toward you. He stopped a couple feet in front of your desk. Hands sunk into his trouser pockets, an arch on his brow as his top lip curled. "I expect your undivided attention, and as you want to become my sidekick, I expected more from you."

That stung.

"Hey, that's not fair!" you protested. You had a lot on your mind with the end of the year not too far away, exams, and project papers to hand in. Besides, it was him who told you to advance your quirk.

"Don't bullshit me [f/n]. Are you serious about becoming my sidekick?" He was frowning now, and boy did it look good from this angle.

"Of course!"

"Then fucking act like it!"

You huffed, turning to face out of the window. You knew he was your teacher, and that he had no choice but to ride your ass every once in a while, but he was also your (sort of) boyfriend, and this was cutting close.

"Katsuki.... you're not being fair." You spoke softly, and he knew just by the tone that you were upset.

His demeanor softened, and he looked around to make sure no one was looking, even if the classroom was empty aside from you two. Sighing, he sat himself on your desk, and looked down at you.

"I'm sorry..." It almost sounded like a struggle for him to say, but came out in one piece none the less; definitely an improvement from the first time he had to apologise for upsetting you.

"I'm not hard on you, not compared to others. I want you as my fucking sidekick, but you have to give it your all in classes too. I used to think I knew it all, but fuck, once I stepped out into the real world, it bit my ass." He reached out, and gently cupped your cheek, forcing you to look up at him. "I don't want you to get out there and fuck it up. You have to be good on paper too."

"I know..." Your voice was soft. Too soft in fact, and his expression was void of all anger from just moments ago. You rubbed your face against his open palm. There was nothing more attractive than a bad boy, who was only good to you.

"I want to be your sidekick, it's just, the last year is tough.... I know I'm getting distracted, but I will not let my grades slip. I made you a promise..." Your eyes locked on his, and it seemed like he was searching them for a flicker of regret in your words.

The corner of his mouth twitched into a lopsided grin, and he leaned closer to you. Your heart squeezed; his more gentle side was deadly.

"Then focus in my class, dumb ass." His breath ghosted against your lips as he spoke, and you couldn't wait any longer. He was teasing you, and you had to bite back.

Closing the inch gap, you pressed your lips to his and kissed him slowly. He shifted a little from where he sat, and his other hand came up to grip the back of your hair. Mr Bakugou was rough at many things, and kissing was certainly one of them. He dominated over you, and forced his tongue into your mouth. You moaned, allowing him all the access he desired, and attempted to lift yourself in your seat, curling your fingers in his shirt, and pulling him closer. Closer. I want him closer.

Katsuki noticed your need, and broke away from the kiss, his forehead pressed against yours.

"Later." he panted, his voice husk with arousal. "Now get out of here before I forget where we are, and fuck you."

You moaned at the thought, but knew better. He had a job he needed to keep, and also a reputation. Pecking his lips, you got up from your seat and placed your bag strap on your shoulder.

"See you later." You faked innocence, and before you could get away from him, he reached over and spanked you. You let out a small yelp and your face flamed. He was wearing his fuckable half grin, and you struggled to walk out of that classroom without pouncing on him

You had opted to go to the cafeteria instead of the library to do your paper. You had 30 minutes to eat, no thanks to a certain someone, and there was the option of getting on with Mr Kirishima's work during free period later on.

You managed to get something to eat and spotted your friends at a table. During the time of you lining up and getting to your seat, Mr Bakugou had entered the lunch hall, and your eyes immediately locked. You had given him a small smile, and he gave a subtle nod. It was a modest exchange considering you'd just almost been dry humping.

Now seated with your friends, you had began eating whilst they talked. They had finished before you even sat down, but that didn't bother them or you much.

Yumi, the lively brunette to your left, was nit picking at her crush, a raven haired boy named Hiroshi, sat facing her. They bickered back and forth, which caused you to giggle. Atsushi, the pale blue haired male to your right leaned in closer to you.

"They're like an old married couple, aren't they?" His voice hushed just for you to hear. You turned to face him and nodded, laughing as you did.

"I don't get how they can't see it themselves." You shrugged, turning your back on the practically married duo.

Atsushi was fairly tall, and a kind person. His quirk was Giant, and his dream was to become a sidekick to depend on. You had talked in length with him about him becoming pro, but it just wasn't in his stars, or atleast that's what he would say. You got along well, and it dawned on you after Katsuki had pointed it out, that he had a crush on you. But that didn't stop your friendship, much to the fiery blondes dismay. Plus, you enjoyed how jealous the older man got over it.

"So Kirishima's paper, have you started that yet?" Atsushi quizzed, knowing the answer already of course.

"Well, you see, it's a working progress." You laughed, and he shook his head. Reaching out his hand, he ruffled your hair and sighed, feigning frustration.

"Whatever will we do with you." He poked your nose and you let out a small giggle. Then you felt the need to look over past Hiroshi, and Katsuki's ruby eyes bore into you. Knowing full well the reason, you were more than relieved when the bell rang to call everyone into their classes. He tore his gaze away, got to his feet and left the mess hall. Your heart sank a little; he didn't smirk or give a 'I'll-make-you-pay-for-that' look like he usually would. Maybe you had over stepped the mark this time?

You said your goodbyes to Yumi, Hiroshi and Atsushi, promising to meet up after school to walk home together. The trio belonged to class 3-C , whilst you homed class 3-B. It sucked being the only one left out, but there was nothing you could do about that. Besides, he was your teacher next period, and your gut felt heavy with a bad feeling.

You entered the room, Katsuki was at his desk leaning on his hand, calling out names of the class to check everyone was present. He didn't bother even looking in your direction as you crossed the room to your seat at the window, and set yourself up.

Finishing the attendance register, he got to his feet and walked to stand before the class, again not even looking in your direction once. This was bad. He began his lesson, he spoke and acted like normal, only he avoided choosing you to answer when you had put up your hand, and also didn't pick you to answer any on the spot questions.

You grew agitated; how could he be acting so childish? he is a teacher for crying out loud.

"Sir!" You said a little too loudly, and everyone, including Katuski, looked at you confused.

"What?" He replied with his usual bluntness.

Shrinking back into your chair, you shook your head and looked away from him and around at the other students still watching you. A couple girls at the back started to laugh, and you'd never felt so embarrassed.

"I aint got all day [l/n], wanna get on with it?" his tone was assertive and you flushed from it.

"Sorry sir. I've forgot." You managed, still sunken into your chair.

Katuski tsk'd and then carried on, ignoring you once again.

"Thanks for today, and don't forget to actually do something fucking productive with your free period.." Mr Bakugou stated, his deep voice sounding almost lazily when he spoke.

"Yes sir!" The class unitedly exclaimed, and with that he went to sit back at his desk.

You watched him, and when he looked up at you, you quickly turned away. Two can play that game, sir.

You heard him tsk as you left, but honestly, at this point you didn't care. He had no right to get so annoyed, and even though you admittedly enjoyed his petty jealous side, ignoring you was another level.

* * *

The library was quiet considering it was a free period, but with it being a beautiful summer day, people likely opted to study outside, or go home. Sighing, you wished you had that kind of self control. If you were to leave early, there was no way this paper would get done, and you'd have to spend lunch time tomorrow starting it. No, this had to get done. That way you could submit it early, and Katsuki would know how determined you are to keep getting better.

You had become engrossed with your writing, and hardly realised almost an hour had passed. Stretching, you groaned lazily at the tingling feeling, and slumped over the mass of paper spread all over the desk. You were actually half way through and found it surprisingly easy. Mr Kirishima wasn't a devil, so his assignments never took too long to complete. You just had a hard time getting started was all.

The door for the library suddenly opened and closed, and you turned to see if you could see someone through the shelves. There was only you and the lady way back at the front desk, it would be nice if one of your friends came in to keep you company - but you saw no body, which wasn't a shocker considering you were pretty much buried in the middle of the monstrous room. Facing your paper again, you decided to read over it before calling it a day and going home.

Absorbed in your homework, you didn't even sense the person coming behind you, and didn't realise until a hand was cupping your face and turning you to look upward.

You almost screamed and fought, but then caught ruby red eyes and a smug smirk.

"What the fu-" You began protesting, before Katsuki quickly closed the gap and pressed his lips to yours.

"Shh, or the hag at the front will hear you and think you're under attack." He let go of your face, but still remained imposingly over you. You narrowed your eyes at him, and pushed his hand away.

"Now you want to speak to me, hmm." You challenged.

"What are you talking about? You're the one flirting with a giant toothpick!" He countered, and you pressed a finger to your lips signalling him to hush. He huffed at that and rolled his eyes, clearly exasperated, but you wouldn't budge on this, he was acting a tool. Crossing your arms defensively over your chest, you stuck up your chin and raised an eyebrow.

"You're acting like a jealous child."

"Yeah, fucking sue me." He scoffed, his usual pissed off pout on his face and his eyes narrowed dangerously at you. "I'll go flirt with hag lady at the desk, how about that."

You gave him a once over and got up out of your chair, forcing him to take a step back and slammed your book shut, then huddled the scattered pieces of papers together.

"Y'know what Katsuki, I'm not doing this. Go take a damn chill pill, and then come speak to me." You said, trying to gather your stuff together. His hand then came in contact with the book you were about to pick up, keeping it firmly on the table.

"Don't piss me off." He warned, but you had had enough of his shit for today.

"Or what?"

With your threat came a punishment; but an extremely satisfying one.

Katsuki had you pinned against a ceiling high bookcase in a matter of seconds, his tongue hungrily wanting access to your mouth. You denied him, until his hand came up to clasp firmly around your throat, squeezing just enough for you to open your mouth for him. He smirked into the kiss, as arousal churned in your stomach.

Was he really going to do this here?! The answer to your unasked question, yes, yes he was.

His free hand roamed down your back and to your butt. He worked under your skirt and grabbed a handful of your ass. You moaned softly against his mouth, which earned you another slight squeeze from the hand around your throat, like he was making sure you stayed quiet. You felt a finger gently start to stroke you from under your skirt; your eyes shot open to look at the older man, who was already staring down at you. He pulled away from your lips, his mouth hanging open just a little as he whispered 'shh'.

Nodding your understanding, he had moved his fingers into your panties from behind, shifting so he could get easier access when needed. You arched forward, hand gripping onto his shirt and fisting into the fabric. All that could be heard was your slick wetness as his fingers picked up speed rubbing your clit, and your hushed gasps of pleasure.

"Fuck. You're pretty dirty huh [f/n], getting excited in a place like this." You could hear the smug smile in his voice, but the sensation kept you from biting at him. You nodded, biting your lip and placed a hand on his arm for support. How're you this worked up already from just being stroked by him?

He gave a satisfied hum, and slid a finger inside of you, which in addition caused you to gasp a little louder. Your mouth now hanging open, he grinned and pecked your cheek.

"Shh, baby." The husk of his voice made you wetter.

The closed in area, the heat, the pleasure, everything about this situation was filthy in the best way imaginable. You'd never have pegged him for an exhibitionist either.

Your head dropped to hang, and you reached out to place your hand on the bookcase in front of you. He'd added another finger as you'd been in your thoughts, and the sound of him pushing in and out of you grew louder as his pace quickened. Staying quiet was a struggle now, the pleasure growing more intense. The mere smell of his cologne was making you horny.

"Kat-suu-ki.." You managed between breaths, in an attempt to not be louder that necessary.

"What?" Same bluntness as always, even in moments like these.

"I want y-you now..." Your voice was meek, but demanding. If he didn't take you now, you'd go insane.

His fingers still working you, curling and lightly rubbing at that blissful spot inside you, he thoughtfully hummed. You moaned shakily, giving a small whine as you did to edge on his decision.

"P-please." You begged, the knot growing in your abdomen.

With that, he pulled out his fingers without warning, and ripped down your skirt, your panties following. He was on his knee's now, his hands running up and down your sides, inner thighs, your ass; he bit and sucked against the skin of your hip, groaning his approval of your slickness as his fingers ghosted your vagina.

He got to his feet, unbuttoning his shirt, as you helped with his pants. You left them hanging open, and he lowered you at the waist, face pressing against the cooling surface of the wooden library table. He looked around, making sure to check through the gaps and up and down the isle. Clear. He readied his cock in his hand, and ran the other up your back, causing you to arch at the touch. Once meeting your neck, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and slowly pushed himself in. He didn't edge, he just slowly went straight to the hilt. You inhaled deeply, feeling the delicious type of full you loved, and gripped onto the table edge with your left hand, the other palm down next to your face.

He let you get used to him for a moment, then began thrusting punishingly into you. The table creaked under the weight of you both, and the forcefullness of him. You almost swore he wanted you to get caught. You could feel the soft fabric of his trousers against your bare ass, and for some reason it turned you on more; he'd never fucked you with clothes on before. It was hot as hell.

Katsuki buried himself inside you repeatedly, with as much power as his explosive fire blasts. He wasn't just an animal when it came to his quirk. You became neglectful of your surroundings, and a moan escaped as you tried to lift yourself slightly from the table, arching your back as Katsuki pulled on your hair. He leaned over, his top half still clad in his shirt, and pressed against your back, causing you to yet again use the table as a pillow. He groaned breathlessly against your ear,

"Quiet. This is a library after all." He growled lowly, and still mercilessly thrust into you.

At this point, you wondered if it mattered. There was no one here, and even if there was, they would certainly know what was going on by now. The lewd slapping of skin against skin, the creaking of the table, the hushed breaths and odd muffled moan from being held down. For good measure though, you brought your hand over to cover your own mouth, and closed your eyes tight as the knot tightened inside of you. Mr Bakugou hit the sweet spot inside of you and your legs buckled; thank god for that table.

You bit down on your lip and a smothered moan left your wracked body. You breathlessly tried to gather yourself as Katsuki fucked you through your orgasm, and then his own. He had withdrawn from leaning against you and was stood straight, shoulders back as he brusingly gripped your waist. He gave one last thrust then came to a halt, panting heavily.

You had fixed yourself and watched the handsome blonde man as he did too. He ran his fingers through his hair to give it his signature spikiness; it had dampened to his head in the front from your session, which you quietly thought looked adorable. Katsuki stood in front of you, looking down at his hand as he opened then clenched it into a fist, you tilted your head questioningly at him.

"Just aches from, that." He stated simply, and you nodded. Sometimes during your intimate moments he would release his quirk, but since he almost burned you that one time, he now has to fight not to. It hurt him sometimes, but he'd go blow off some steam in the gym after school.

Mr Bakugou leaned over and pressed a kiss to your forehead, and with a half smile, shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to walk away.

"Get home safe. I'll see you tomorrow in class."

"User!" You yelled at him playfully, which earned you the middle finger as he took a turn heading out of the library. You giggled to yourself then jumped off the table; bad move. Your legs still shaky, you quickly looked at the clock. SHIT. Yumi, Hiroshi and Atsushi were likely waiting for you at the gates. There was no choice, you had to persevere.

* * *

"Hey [f/n], you're late?" Yumi questioned, whilst both her and Hiroshi looked you over quizzically. "Why're you so red?"

"Fever?" Atsushi pitched in, to which you gave a nod.

"I fell asleep in the library and woke up like this. It's nothing to worry over though!" You said, waving your hands in front of your face to fan yourself. That seemed to stow them. Yumi latched onto your arm and began dragging you along, your Bambi like legs still unsteady, it took all your might not to fall.

You had started walking off of the school premisis, and turned to look over your shoulder. You caught Mr Bakugou getting into his car, he lifted his head up and you gave him a smile, which he returned in a ridicuously handsome fashion. Your attention turning back to your friends, and you thought about how if they knew what you had been up to just a few moments earlier, they would definitely have heart attacks.

You could feel the heat of a bruise blossoming on your hips from his vice like grip, and your insides tingled at the memory. You knew having a relationship with your teacher wasn't exactly good, but like Katsuki had told you once before; when you become his sidekick, everything will be fine and you could be together openly.

Your heart swelled at the thought, and you then went on to enjoy the rest of your evening with your friends; even if you had jelly legs.

[flammingnachos]

“𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗈 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；Shouto has a nightmare of what happened in his past, not only that but also of him becoming a man like his father. But with his girlfriend at his side he is comforted by her to release his fears.

𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵

．

Late at night Shouto had woken up from a dream he had before, it was about his mother hating the left side of him. Carefully not to wake up his girlfriend beside him he sat up and hoped he wasn’t making to much noise.

But of course being the kind girlfriend you were you woke up and turned to him, facing him.

“Shouto?” You asked.

“Sorry did I wake you?” Shouto asked.

“No it’s good, but are you alright?” You asked.

“I’m fine.” Shouto told.

Not believing him with that you signed and knew what had happened, at times this would happen. Even though you both were now in U.A and had moved into the dorms given to you at times the two of you would sneak into the others room and stay the night.

Today was that night.

Sitting up you moved to sit on his lap and brought him into your arms, his head resting on your chest a bit.

“Shouto, listen to me. I know you won’t be a man like your father, and your scar? To me it shows just how strong my man is. I’m proud of who you are and what you are becoming. To me your my hero.” You told him.

As you said this you ran your hand through his white and red hair, Shouto let a faint smile appear on his lips as he heard the words of his girlfriend. Every time he had bad dreams or doubted himself she would pick him up again.

This girl was his everything.

Wrapping his arms around your waist he sighed and held you close to him, he was glad you were his girl.

“Thank you, (Y/N)…” Shouto mumbled.

“Your welcome, Shouto.” You smiled.

Kissing his forehead you moved off him after a few minutes of staying there in each other’s arms, laying beside him you snuggled to his chest and closed your eyes for some much needed sleep.

[flammingnachos]

𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 ）𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 （𝘔）

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；Normally when he looked at others he looked exhausted. Very exhausted. But when you two were alone, something primal would spark when his eyes were dead set on yours.

．

Finally, school was coming to a close today. Nearly every student had gone home, and you were on your way to meet your boyfriend, Aizawa. It had been an exhausting day for you, and you couldn’t wait to find him and head home. Pondering on what to cook for supper, you opened the door to Room 1-A to see yet again the permanently exhausted pigeon that is the love of your life asleep by his desk.

You crept close to him, deciding to lay beside him despite how uncomfortable it was on the floor. Seeing him totally relaxed as he slept put a grin on your lips; you pushed away a strand of hair away from his face. He was suddenly alert afterward, startling both of you.

“Oh, it’s you,” he said groggily, his guard finally down.

You hummed in agreement, “Yeah, it’s me.”

“Is it time to go home?” he asked, a small yawn escaping from him.

“Yeah,” you replied, chuckling, “has been for a while.”

Aizawa gave you a small smile, his arm coming out of his sleeping bag to reach out to you. He pulled you closer to him, and you could hear his soft but loud heartbeat resonate in his chest.

“Suppose we should go home,” he said.

“That’d be nice,” you added, trying to get him and yourself off the floor.

He complied as you both stood up, but he wouldn’t move afterward. His body, now free from the cumbersome sleeping bag, was flushed against yours and his hands resting on your waist.

“I just had an idea from the dream I just had,” he whispered hotly in your ear, causing a shiver down your spine.

Why he’d go from an exhausted drowned rat to some kind of sex god whenever he was around you was something you were still trying to wrap your head around. But both of you had been together long enough that you both were so comfortable with each other, so moments like these were always held as precious to both of you. Even if he looked at you with such a primal instinct in his eyes, it was something you secretly craved for.

“Mind telling me about it, first?” you sighed, feeling his knee push up against you, it wasn’t anything too stimulating, but the thought of it was stimulating enough.

You could feel his hot breath glide down to your neck as he took a small bite out of your soft and tender skin. The drastic change he’d undergo during times like this was unbelievable, no one would believe you if you tried to explain it. But it was all too real for you, right here and right now.

“I wanna take you here, right now,” he muttered, applying more pressure to your core with his knee, “I bend you over and fuck you on my desk.”

You face wholly blushed at the thought of his proposition, while you weren’t against doing something like this a part of you did fear the idea of someone catching you two.

"O-okay,” you replied, tossing your concerns with no abandon.

“Good.” was all he could reply with before he turned you around and pushed you roughly against the desk. His hand raking up against your back as he begged you to bend over for him--you complied.

His other hand was sliding up your pencil skirt, relishing at the soft and supple skin on your thighs. The sensation made you let out a tiny moan in response. “Aizawa…”

Suddenly, he was flushed against you again, giving you wet kisses against the nape of your neck, “I’m gonna make you scream my name, regardless if anyone hears it or not…”

“Shit” and “Fuck” were the only words you knew how to say as he pulled your skirt up and around your waist, rubbing two fingers against your panty line. You weren’t the only one with bated breath as you winced when he griped your thigh a little too tightly with his free hand.

“You want me to finger you?” he asked in hushed whispers, taking another bite out of the nook of your neck.

“Y-yeah…”

"Then say it.”

You whined in desperation as you felt your chest grow hot, it was bittersweet how he made you so vocal for him. It was like he got a major kick out of your being embarrassed and extremely lewd with him. He enjoyed seeing you be ripped into pieces by his hands, his lips, his cock--

"F-finger me--!” you begged, your voice cracking as he pulled your panties down to your ankles and sliding his fingers against your wet lips. “Shouta…”

“There we go,” he replied, his voice soothing as he continued to play with your sex. Teasing it before he finally inserted a finger inside; making you almost cry out at the feeling.

"Keep going…” you egged him on; he obliged you by putting another one in after a while.

You couldn’t remember when he had taken his free hand off your thigh and was groping your breasts through your shirt. His nimble fingers finally undoing the buttons and feeling them through your black lace bra.

He chuckled darkly as he looked down at them from behind you, “My favorite bra of yours, it’s like you were begging me to fuck you.”

“A-aizawa…” you whined, pushing yourself back against him. You were starting to feel wetter down there, probably coating his hands. It was hard to remember why you two were doing this in the first place but it was so good.

“T-technically...you were the one begging,” you replied, sounding unconvincing with your pants and moans in between.

Aizawa chuckled, another one of his fingers going inside of your core, “So we still got some sass in us yet, hm?”

When his fingers were pulled out your whine didn’t last as they changed direction to your exposed clit, rubbing it intensely that it caused you to scream in pleasure.

“I also said I was going to make you scream my name, regardless of who hears.” he teased as your body began to shake with pleasure, “You remember me saying that, right?”

Your words failed you as you moaned at the intense rubbing at your most sensitive parts. You could already feel the coil starting to wind up inside you, and you were pretty sure after this you’d be done for good.

“I-I think I’m gonna come, soon…” you moaned.

If you ask me, I’ll let you.” he replied almost immediately, his free hand slipping between your bra to cradle one of your breasts, “You wanna come, right?”

You felt a little guilt pool inside your gut, while you wanted to come so badly now, you also knew your partner had no stimulation whatsoever. While Aizawa had made it clear to you that he had no problem with that whatsoever, you decided it was time for a little teasing from yourself.

"I wanna come...but I want it to be from your cock,” you mewled.

“...I don’t have a condom.” he rasped, you knew he was tempted.

“Then fuck between my thighs,” you replied, rubbing your behind against his hips. You could feel he was painfully hard. “I wanna feel you, Shouta…”

That quickly did him in as you felt his warm body pulling back and the sound of him unbuckling his pants. You finally put your entire weight leaning against the desk, on full display for your lover.

“Fuck,” he groaned, and suddenly you felt his cock against your ass, “you really were begging for this.”

“We can discuss that later,” you chided him, your arm going behind you as you spread your legs just enough for him to put it between your thighs, “hurry up and fuck me.”

Luckily, for both of you, he was happy to oblige to your request.

His cock was barely rubbing against your pussy as he held your thighs together and wrecked them. It really did you in when you quickly felt a free hand of his reach in front of you and started playing with your breasts again, they already spilled out of your bra and bouncing as you were fucked roughly against the desk.

It didn’t take long for Aizawa to get close, his thrusts becoming sharper and more careless. However, you were starting to back off on your orgasm. Still, the sensation and the thought of doing it in a place like this was pleasurable enough for you to continue.

“You’re so good,” he whispered, his tongue lapping at his bite marks against your neck, “so willing...fuck, I’m a lucky guy I guess.”

Moaning, you looked back at him and smirked, “You guess?”

He kissed your lips opened mouthed, a groan slipping from his lips into yours, “I love you.”

Hearing him tell you such things made your heart skip a beat even still. You could never get tired of hearing him confess his love to you, especially during intimate moments such as this.

Suddenly he let out a cracked moan, and you felt his come covering the inside of your thighs completely. You stayed there with him until he was finished and finally caught his breath, humming softly to soothe him from his climax.

“I forgot to finish you off,” he said, his hands still around your waist. “I apologize.”

“Well,” you hummed, realizing by the sun leaking in through the windows how late it was finally getting, “you can make it up to me when we get home.”

Aizawa chuckled and held you firmly, his heartbeat finally slowing down, “I will try not to fall asleep, then.”

“You better not.”

[flammingnachos]

“𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘴“ 𝖣𝖺𝖻（）𝖧𝖺𝗐𝗄𝗌 𝗑 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 （𝘔）

𝖲𝗒𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗌；𝖠 𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖬𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖣𝖺𝖻𝗂－ 𝗈𝗁，𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝖺𝗐𝗄𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈

𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀；（The reader is the #11 Pro-hero Nocturne whose quirk involves emitting ear-splitting frequencies. It's a mix between a bat and an owl, flying also included. Similarly, Nocturne cannot function in bright light at all without high-coverage goggles and works solely in the nighttime）

．

In retrospect, this was probably a long time coming.

Your eyes open and immediately close when you realize just how fucking bright it is, too bright—at least for your hypersensitivity to light.

The second thing you notice is that you're strapped to a chair, arms behind your back encased in what feels like handcuffs if the sounds of jingling are anything to go by. Your legs are similarly tied against the limbs of the chair.

You tug too hard on your restraints and pain shoots up the length of your wrists. It's on too fucking tight and you have no idea how you're supposed to get it off without breaking your thumb.

And the last thing you notice is that you aren't alone. There's someone in the room (it might be a warehouse) with you. You may not be able to see them right now but you can hear breathing as clear as day and it's not your own.

Briefly, you stop fighting against the cuffs and tilt your head to the side. "Enjoying the view?" You question boldly.

To be honest, you have no idea if the person watching you is a friend or foe... but the fact that you're tied up like this tells you that it's probably the latter.

"Oh, it's definitely been interesting so far." intones a deep voice somewhere in front of you. "I'm such a big fan of yours, Nocturne. You have no idea."

So they know your hero name. "I'd be delighted to give you an autograph. All you have to do is get these handcuffs off me."

The person gives a deep, low chuckle. You're inclined to believe that it's probably a man but you can't recognize the voice for the life of you.

And it isn't as though you can fucking see them either because your eyes are shot.

"You're cheeky, I like that." comments the unknown man. You hear the heaviness of footfall as he steadily moves closer to you. The ghost of his breath wafts across your cheek and you involuntarily shift away from it. "I'm going to enjoy breaking it out of you."

Over the heavy silence left in the wake of his words, you hear the sounds of waves lapping against the shore—and suddenly you remember what you're doing here.

You'd been investigating a heist at the piers with someone... gotten separated, and then been knocked out in the ensuing battle. You can remember the lick of blue flames against your skin, so close it was frightening.

You are here, trapped, because you fucked up badly and got too cocky in the heat of the moment. It was only a matter of time before your impulsiveness caught up to you.

(What you hadn't been banking on was that day being today.)

"You must be... Dabi." You whisper, the name rolling off your tongue effortlessly.

"The great Nocturne knows my name? I'm swooning." He says, confirming all of your suspicions in one fell swoop. You swallow harshly and ignore the light trying to break through your closed eyelids.

"W-Well, you know what they say. A hero's no good without a little charity."

He hums to himself, "Oh? I guess it's my turn to play the hero and pay you a little..." His hand moves to your throat. "Charity."

He doesn't squeeze down around your neck but he could if he so desired it. You know it and so does he. Despite your obvious disadvantage here, you can't help but feel like you're in command. Whether it comes from your own narcissism or your genuine beliefs that you can turn the tables on him, excitement still bubbles in your chest.

"I don't want to hurt you." He murmurs, but you know a false statement when you hear one. "I'm just doing my job here."

"Don't worry. I know all too well what that's like." You say sympathetically, holding still as he finally obscurs the source of light that caused you to shut your eyes in the first place with his body.

As far as villains go, Dabi is not ugly. In fact, he has quite a nice face if you look beneath the grotesque body modifications that mar his skin. The electrifying blue of his irises trap you like a bird in a cage, rendering you incapable of looking away. And you don't want to either.

He raises a brow as a smirk slowly begins to filter across his lips. "Eyes finally adjusted?"

"Sorta."

You're surprised that he doesn't know how your quirk works yet. It doesn't matter how long you sit beneath bright light and wait for your eyes to get acquainted with it... you still won't be able to see until it's dark again.

Where else would you have gotten the name Nocturne from?

"I have to admit, I like it when you keep your eyes on me." muses Dabi, "But then again, did you ever hear that once you take away sight, the other senses instantly become sharper?"

"I have heard that, yes." You say, humoring him.

"Care to test that theory?"

Your heartbeat jumps to your throat when you feel your chair tilting backwards, balanced on its two back legs as Dabi holds it up. The light assaults your vision again and you squeeze your eyes shut, a strangled cry falling fro𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍

There goes that power you thought you had.

If he drops the chair, you don't know what will happen to you, especially to your hands still tied behind it. The sheer feeling of being suspended in the air causes all of your senses to go on high alert.

If he intends to let you fall, you have no choice in the matter. In fact, as ideas filter through your head, you realize even if you break both your thumbs, the cuffs are so tight they still won't budge. You're stuck.

"What do you want me to do?" You hiss, struggling to keep your voice even. "Beg? Cry?"

"Nah, I don't get off on words alone." He shrugs, a curious lilt to his voice. "I'm looking for actions, Nocturne. Actions."

Dabi shifts his hand to the part of the chair beneath your head and brings his face towards you, a grin painting his normally impassive expression.

Half of you is thankful that he's drawn himself so close because this is the only way you can get a read on his expression. The other half of you is more than a little irritated that the lights behind him give him the ethereal glow of a halo – ironic.

The ball is in your court but he can take away the autonomy you cherish so badly if he wants to.

You really hope you're reading this man right because God help you if you aren't —

"Fuck it." You say and lean forward as much as your restraints will allow you to kiss him.

Dabi responds to your touch immediately, gnashing his teeth against your lower lip with so much intensity you feel the blood trickle down your mouth.

It sparks your senses to full awareness, eliciting an involuntary whimper from you when he slides his tongue against the wound he's created, lapping up the blood he drew from your skin. He's so into this that you fear he might drop your chair just from the high he seems to be getting from his own actions.

Dabi drops your chair back down to solid ground and undoes the bindings around your legs. The window for escape is right there but caught up in the heat of your own desire, you completely forget to use it.

The thought doesn't occur to you that you can kick his shins and free yourself until he picks you up and slams you up against a wall, hooking your legs around his waist. Your cuffed wrists are utterly useless, wedged behind your back in the most uncomfortable way possible.

Mild pain shoots up your spine when you feel his nails dig into the flesh beneath your thighs. He kisses you again, hard and bruising and then dips his chin to drag the flat of his tongue against your pulse point, nipping at your collarbone.

Your head tilts back, meeting the harsh resistance of the wall behind you. The thump sound is loud in the quiet of this... whatever this place is, and Dabi chuckles quietly. "Impatient?"

"I'm just getting started." You manage, the jingle of the metal around your wrists severely impacting your ability to get comfortable. "I'd be happy if you could get these cuffs off."

"Yeah? I'm sure you would be."

You try to convince yourself that the only reason you want the handcuffs off is so that you can run but you know better than to think that. You like this more than you care to admit and the proof is in the warmth pooling in your abdomen.

"Poor little hero, left all alone." sings Dabi, his lips moving to the shell of your ear. "This is one sticky situation you've gotten yourself into, Nocturne."

"I'm used to it." You retort, voice strained. "Besides... better me than..."

Oh.

You were here with someone.

The memories flash white behind your eyes; red wings, a stupid tawny coat, feathers that tried to carry you away to safety when the blaze broke out.

You were here with Hawks.

Dabi chuckles lowly. "You're remembering something, aren't you?"

Had he done something to Hawks? No. No, that can't be it. Hawks is the number two hero in all of Japan and Dabi is just a B-ranked villain, low enough that in the heat of a battle, your superiors would probably tell you to leave him be.

"Where is he?" You question, your voice wavering on lack of control. "Did you do anything to him?"

Dabi rolls his eyes. "Articulate, Nocturne. Who is he?"

You're almost hesitant to drop the name of your friend but Dabi intends to hold out if you continue to be so vague. "Hawks–Where is he?"

"Oh, him." He scoffs, pressing an open-mouthed kiss against your throat. "I couldn't care less about that dumbass."

"Well, fuck you too, Dabi."

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. The familiar voice has your stiff muscles immediately relaxing until you remember the position that you're still in. This would appear bad no matter how you spun it. You don't have a clue how to explain this to Hawks.

Over the width of Dabi's shoulder, you can faintly see Hawks at the doorway, expression impassive as he kicks the door shut and stalks towards you, the clomping of his boots drowning out the buzzing of blood in your veins.

"Bird-brain finally decided to show up." remarks Dabi against the hollow of your throat. "This should be good."

His teeth scrape along your skin, deep enough to draw blood which he immediately soothes with a chaste kiss as though that helps you any. The bruises on your skin after today's ordeal will be a bitch to go away.

"Welcome back." says Dabi. He may be dealing with you but his attention has already shifted over to Hawks. "Thanks for the little present. As you can see, we're having tons of fun."

You swallow and meet Hawks' gaze, finding that while he's frowning, the air of concern for your well-being that should be there... isn't. "H-Hawks..." You whimper, the rest of your words traded for a low keen when Dabi drags his teeth along the curve of your neck, tickling your sensitive spot.

"Alright, alright." sighs Hawks tiredly as he grabs a fistful of Dabi's hair, craning his neck back and forcing his mouth away from you. The loss of contact nearly makes you yearn for it again.

You're being rescued, finally. Maybe rescued isn't the word to use because loathe as you are to admit it, you're enjoying yourself so far. But Hawks has come to put a stop to this madness, bless his soul.

Dabi doesn't look put off by the way Hawks is handling him. In fact, to you he almost seems pleased, blinking languidly like a satisfied cat basking in its own chaos.

You're expecting a punch or to see Dabi's hands drip blue flames as he attacks. Anything.

Hawks drags Dabi into a hot and heavy kiss, making a great show of licking into his mouth and adjusting his grip on his knotted hair as Dabi seems to melt into the touch, groaning lower than you've bore witness to so far.

You gasp, eyes blown wide with shock that courses through the entirety of your body. That kiss was too familiar and too intimate to be considered as it is.

This isn't their first meeting.

Hawks pulls away from Dabi with a wet pop that does absolutely nothing to detract from your arousal. The dark-haired man drags his tongue over the seam of his lips and grins.

"You're friends." You whisper, a cold sweat dripping down your back. "And I've been played."

"Friends?" snorts Dabi, pulling away from the wall as he sets you back down on your feet. "That's one way to put it."

"Sorry, (Y/n)." says Hawks, but nothing in his voice actually makes you believe that he feels any semblance of guilt. "You'll figure it out soon."

Will you? Just how long have they know each other and been working together like this? There are too many pieces to this puzzle.

"Are you going to be joining us, Hawks?" wonders Dabi, bringing you flush against his chest as you feel the hardness of his cock on your thigh.

The hero in question hums to himself, "I'm considering it. You started without me after all..."

"I couldn't help it." Dabi's eyes flick back to you, a sly smirk forming over his features. "Why don't you ask (Y/n) for her opinion?"

You feel a rush of heat coil in your chest when he says your name. It tightens the more you stare into the bright blue of his eyes.

Hawks circles around you, slowly and steadily like a... well, hawk, and settles his hands at your hips as he noses at your jaw. "How about it?" rumbles Hawks, "Do you want me too?"

You find yourself nodding despite every brain cell in your body screaming otherwise. You'd be lying if you said you'd never thought about Hawks that way.

Until now, you'd always thought that he was capable, suave, sexy and a trustworthy dude–and everything except the last point still stands. You may not be able to trust him anymore but that doesn't mean you still can't want him to fuck you.

Your quick response has Hawks chuckling against your skin, the smooth sound causing a storm to brew inside of you. "Narcissist." He teases.

He's called you a before that before during TV interviews when you compliment your own good work before you do his. The context is wildly different now, though, but the familiarity is bruising.

"Maybe I am." You say, biting your tongue when he squeezes a handful of your ass. His skin is cold, a stark difference from the heat of Dabi's fingers.

"Haven't you been cruel enough, Dabi? Poor thing can barely see." says Hawks dryly.

"Huh, I never took you for the benevolent type." says Dabi, his palms finding the swell of your breasts. He brushes his thumb against one hardened nipple and your breath hitches in your throat.

"Benevolent? No, no." chuckles Hawks, "Don't get me twisted up for some sorta holier than thou hero."

God, just what the fuck is going on? How long has Hawks been two-timing the entirety of Japan?

"Okay, (Y/n)..." purrs the black-haired man. "I'll give you a choice. Handcuffs or the lights?"

Fuck. You'd really prefer to lose both. Your arms are aching but so are your eyes and a migraine is well on its way – "Lights." You say through gritted teeth, hoping that this decision was for the best.

A feather from Hawks' elaborate wings shoot out and destroy the light fixture overhead. You brace yourself for the rain of tiny glass shards but it never comes. More of his feathers have begun to sweep away the projectiles before they can even land.

The only reason you can tell is because the darkness engulfing the three of you finally enables you to see clearly. The true powers of Nocturne, laid bare and in the open.

It feels like you can get your bearings at last.

"Dabi, babe, you don't need the knife. There's a zipper right here." exhales Hawks, finding the zip on your side that can unravel your costume in an instant.

The pet name he has for Dabi draws a perplexed tick to your brow and the fact that Dabi doesn't protest the nickname makes it grow tenfold.

You hadn't even noticed the flamed villain toting a small hunting knife until it comes up in conversation. He tosses it aside and it clatters to the ground nearby. God, who knew what other weapons he has on him.

Hawks prods the zipper on your back and begins to zip it down slowly and tantalizingly. The costume pools at your feet, followed shortly behind by your panties as Hawks hooks his fingers at the waistband and tears it off.

The frigid midnight air sparks a layer of goosebumps along your arms and legs. You suppress a shiver, not yet sure whether it is the cause of the temperature or your own heady anticipation.

Dabi moves closer and sinks one digit into your heat, his fingers calloused but warm, jarring enough to make you jolt. He nudges your legs apart, just enough to press one more finger in and – fuck.

His thumb circles your clit and your knees suddenly feel like buckling. Without him and Hawks caging you between them, you know your legs would have given out by now.

"You're so fucking wet." coos Dabi, "I bet you'd be able to take both of us at once."

You shake your head instinctively, the mere idea outlandish to you. The amount of preparation that would need to go into that sort of thing... Astronomical.

"Let's save that for next time." chuckles Hawks, reaching over to palm your breasts. You have to wonder if he's trying to save you or just acting on his own merits.

Something about his flawless movements coupled with the processing of his words still sends a wave of dizziness down your back.

But still, next time? Was there really going to be a next time? You've barely made it through this round alive and you aren't done yet.

(The fact that you're even entertaining the idea is bad enough as it is. Fuck.)

You let your head fall back against Hawks' shoulder as Dabi twists his fingers, hitting the spot that will inevitably lead to your orgasm. God, you're so close already and nothing's even happened yet.

You arch your back and Hawks claims your half-parted lips in a searing kiss, distracting you from the pressure of Dabi sinking another finger into your pussy.

Three. You're up to three right now and it still feels like you can take another. You can feel your climax coming. It's so close you can taste it on your tongue, a saccharine sweetness that leaves spots in your vision as you try to ride it out.

"Hey. Any more and she'll come before we do." comments Hawks wryly. "Dabi."

The black-haired man sighs lazily and reluctantly slides his fingers out of you, stealing your deserved climax with it. The foreign feeling of emptiness draws an uncharacteristic whine from the back of your throat. Dabi meets your gaze as he licks your wetness from his fingers, slow and sweet as he taunts you.

"I'm losing my patience." complains Hawks, placing a firm hand on your waist as he bends you forward. The impact sends your nose into Dabi's chest and you cannot even right yourself since your hands are still restrained.

You hear the smooth unbuckling of Hawks' belt and brace yourself as his cock slides between your thighs, brushing against your overstimulated clit and dragging out another cry from your lips.

His nails carve indents in your hips as he thrusts into you seamlessly with all the purpose of a self-righteous asshole. He rolls his hips and a low moan of satisfaction leaves his mouth.

Dabi grabs your jaw, forcing his thumb past the boundary of your lip as he leaves the taste of your own pussy on your tongue. "Have you ever sucked cock before?" He asks, his voice low and husky.

"She's a fast learner." says Hawks in your stead. Any words you think you can imagine are swallowed up by a keen of pleasure as his palm strikes your ass.

Hawks takes his time with every thrust; sheathing himself all the way into your heat until you feel his abdomen against your back, and then he pulls all the way back before ramming into you again.

He leaves you feeling so fucking full but the pace is slovenly and it makes you want to tear your hair (or his) out in frustration.

"Open." says Dabi curtly. You turn your attention back towards him and find him stroking his cock to full length with one hand, his thumb still on your bottom lip with the other.

You part your lips and take his weeping slit into your mouth. If you had access to your hands, this would be much easier because relying on the strength of your jaw is time-consuming. You twirl your tongue along his shaft as you try to attune yourself to his size.

He's not enormous by any means, but the position of your body makes it hard for you to fully appreciate the length of his dick. "Fuck," He groans, canting his hips as he presses deeper into your mouth.

With each bob of your head, you take more of him into your mouth, humming around his cock. He cards his hands through your hair and guides you along his dick.

Hawks on the other hand, has upped the ante a little bit more. His hands shift from your hips to your stomach as he drives into you erratically, his hands flexing around the curve of your ass. "I'm close." He says over a groan. "Fuck, (Y/n)."

Me too, you think as your breath comes to stuttered halts in your chest. You're so fucking close, you can feel it again. You drag the flat of your tongue along Dabi's cock and feel him twitch in your mouth.

Every inch of your body feels like it might break down as a cool shiver wracks your spine. Your self-restraint gives one final shout and surrenders as soon as Hawks presses down on your clit, his last thrust powerful and fulfilling.

You don't know who you comes first but your orgasm hits you with such tremendous force that it causes tears to spill down your cheeks, mixing with the salt of Dabi's seed as he finishes in your mouth.

Hawks reaches the precipice of his orgasm last, pulling out of you just in time to coat the surface of your back with his cum. The sensation is uncomfortable but you're too exhausted to worry.

Your legs finally give out and you sink to your knees, finding that Dabi has caught you under your arms before you could hit the ground. He pets your hair with sickening sweetness and you feel his heartbeat, frantic but steadily decreasing speed.

"You okay?" breathes Hawks, picking up what remains of your clothes. "You held up pretty well."

"I'm–" Your voice is ragged and hoarse and your throat hurts more than you'd like to admit. "Can you please get these cuffs off now?"

Hawks sends another feather to the restraints around your wrists and the sharp edge singes it off. You still don't know how the fuck his quirk works but you aren't complaining. Being able to use your hands feels like freedom at last.

"Now that we've met all your demands, Princess." says Dabi thoughtfully as your vision suddenly tilts. You find yourself against the floor flat on your back, with him straddling your hips teasingly. "How about a second round?"

They'd made a fatal mistake freeing your arms while also leaving you perfectly in your element (the dark).

You scoff and kick your leg out, knocking the wind out of Dabi as you roll him over onto his back, hand splayed out around his throat. "On one condition." You say, lips pulling into a grin. "I'm on top."

Dabi, to his credit is unpertubed, his breath a mere wheeze as he stares up at you. "I like her." He says to Hawks, eyes glimmering with mischief. "Should we?"

"Oh, I can go all night." Hawks retorts, dropping to his knees beside you. "Question is... can you?"

"...Try me." You say, your voice perfectly level and controlled as you fight the smirk that threatens to form over your face.

You're walking a thin line between your own morals and needless self-indulgence. But you don't mind seeing where this takes you.

[flammingnachos]

Hi I’m currently OBSESSED with your writing. I just wanted to know if you write for usopp opla too?

I definitely do I just need some ideas!

[flammingnachos]

Could you add just a "x reader" tag to your fics?

uh sure

[flammingnachos]

𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅(Zoro x fem!reader)

𝘚𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴; Zoro can’t seem to get his fixation off a certain crew member that recently joined the pirates so what else can he do rather than confront her about the damage she’s doing to his heart.

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨; clueless!reader

During my days of being apart of the straw hat pirates it was pretty hectic and exhausting but entirely fun

Their Captain Monkey D. Luffy had recruited me off another one of the islands that they had rescued initially, I wasn't planning on becoming a pirate but after Luffy had begged and pleaded so had some of the crew members pleaded for me to join since they needed a strategist and after seeing me give them a brilliant idea to take down the larger group of pirates that were trying to take over the island.

The captain himself had pleaded and pleaded and begged up I at least until I took up on that offer, I couldn’t say no to those big wide eyes of his they were just too irresistible

So here I am now, leaning over the railing of the ‘going merry’ as they called it and watched as the sun set and the salty sea air blow in my face pushing back my hair a bit out of my face

“My beautiful Vicky, would you care for one of my homemade drinks for someone as beautiful as you”Sanji I think that’s his name, fluttered out practically flying with his toes toward me with his hands extending with the drink he made

Aw how sweet

“Thanks, Sanji” I complimented flashing him one of my signature smiles, after that he basically fainted on the floor. Evaporating right in front of my face

“Anything for my beautiful Vicky..” he just kept muttering incoherent words to himself, the lit cigarette that was in his mouth dropped to the ground right next to him. His eyes turning into hearts

“Sanji..”I called out unsure of what to do at this moment

No response

He continued mumbling out words while pooling on the floor that was until I heard luffys voice yelling in the distance of the ship

“Sanji, I'm hungry!” he called out making his way over to where we both were at, at this Sanji angrily got up picking up his cigarette in the process and walked away muttering curse words to himself

“You’ll have to wait!” he responded in a much harsher tone

Luffy shrugged this off and continued his way towards me

“Hey Vicky” he greeted with that big ole gummy smile of his stuck on his face

“Hi Luffy” I greeted back taking a tiny sip from the drink Sanji got me, Luffy saw this and intensely eyed my drink with that stupid smile of his still on his face

“Something wrong Captain” I asked out confused

He shaked his head in response

“Nope” he popped out the ‘P’

then silence came back as he continued eyeing the drink in my hands

he wants the drink

I pushed out the drink towards Luffy’s face as he greedily snatched it and poured it down his mouth in one go

“Thank you Vicky!” He jumped up happily right then we heard some more yelling in the distance Once again

“Luffy’s you jackass, where's my juice” Nami ran out of her office with an empty glass container in her hand and speed walked toward us

“Gotta go” he giggled out speed walking the opposite direction

Nami saw this and ran towards him as she chased him down the other side of the ship

Strange Crew indeed

I shrugged this off and turned my attention back to the sunset that was now gone and nightfall had fallen upon the ship now

The breeze continued to blow in my face as I focused more on how my life has been going so far, the adventures I've been having and the new friends I've made

“Have anyone seen zoro” chopper asked roaming around the ship high and low looking for Zoro

Zorro..

This man was the finest thing on the grand line itself, it's a shame he's so ignorant and anti-social I would have tried to make a move on the guy but he was just so closed off I didn't know how he would react if I just go up to him and started a conversation

I've always had my eyes on the swordsman since the beginning from when I joined the ship, he was the only one who wasn't begging and pleading for me to join and just shrugged it off when Luffy informed him of a new crewmate

From the start, til now we haven't had a decent conversation with each other but just glances here and there, I'm too shy to just walk up to him and start talking and he's…I guess too closed off. I would occasionally pass by him here and there Working out and stuff but that's it, even during dinner we wouldn't speak to each other

Nami noticed this and always pestered me about why out of all the crew mates I hadn't spoken to Zoro yet at all, I would simply tell her to have patience and that I was waiting for him to feel comfortable enough to have an conversation with me

“Don’t let that cold facade fool you Vicky, he's nice..”

“When he wants to be” Robin chimed in one time when Nami was on her daily rants again about my relationship with Zoro

Naomi snickered at this in which I just blushed and walked off before she started all over again

𝒁𝑶𝑹𝑶

there she goes again..

Making my adrenaline rush to my ass and my heart beat ten times my normal heart rate, I don't know how to explain the way I feel about Vicky

The first time I laid eyes on her was when that Captain of ours fluffy announced that she had officially agreed to join the crew as the ships strategist

Personally, I didn't think we needed someone to make great plans for us we could have just go in and fight and go right back out and were done but boy seeing her in action really changed my mind, The Way how she just gave orders while still softly speaking it out just gave me weird things inside my stomach

Ever since she joined I've never personally spoken to her before rather than glimpses I would give to her here and there

I haven't mustered the courage to ever personally walk up to her and start a conversation but all I could do was watch that stupid cook flirt with her everyday practically drooling and having another one of his perverted seizures whenever she'd thank him or even just started a conversation with him

‘how does he do it’ I wondered

I wouldn't ever admit but Sanji had a way with the ladies that I was always secretly envious off, even when I wouldn't show it I hated the way he could just effortlessly flirt with her without getting a heartache and stammering halfway in the conversation, he would just simply let it flow through

I hated that

No matter how hard I tried and avoided her, frequently working out more than usual just to get this chick out of my mind but it simply wouldn't work and that's what pissed me off, my life was going so good before her and now that's she's here I can't seem to eat, sleep, breath, move, or even think straight without this chick crossing my mind and making me frozen

This had gone far long enough

Tonight I'm gonna confront her about this spell she's cast upon me to make me so weak in the knees, I would seriously need to tell Luffy that we might have invited a witch on board

𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑲𝒀

I yawned a bit, looking around and seeing that everyone must have gone to bed already while I was the only one up, I looked back at the ocean some more before pushing myself off the railings and heading downstairs

While doing so someone bumped into me when they were turning the corner form the gym room and basically toppled me down on the floor,

“My apologies” I looked up and it was Zoro sweating still carrying those dam three swords that nearly killed me just now

I nodded taking his hands that he had extended to help me to my feet and thanked him, turning my heel to walk back to the room when he halted my movement by holding onto my shoulders

“Can I ask you a question” he paused out

I turned my head slightly to look at him

“Yeah..”

He sucked in a deep breath of air before speaking

“Are you a witch”

This time I fully turned around and look at him in bewilderment

“You serious right now”

“You prance around here innocent and vulnerable but you think I haven't uncovered your secret yet. I have” he said

I just stared at him up and down in shock

An I dreaming now

“Zoro..” I whispered out

“You think I don’t know about your witch act!”

“you’ve put me under one of yours spells and I can’t get out, GET it the hell off me woman” He shouted

I looked over at him flabbergasted

“what spell” I mumbled out

He sighed at this

“you think I don’t know..that you put a love spell on me to force me to be in love with you!” He screamed moving up and down

“I’m not ready to be In love and it feels shitty because of all these damn insects in my stomach that won’t stop moving” He confessed in one breath

I started laughing at this cause ‘what the hell’, he quirked up his eyebrows

“What’s so funny”

“Zoro I think you like me”

The atmosphere froze

“I think your attracted to me to the point where you think I’m a witch because you’ve never felt this way about anyone before..” I explained

“by the way not a witch”

The atmosphere went quiet

“right..”He only mumbled

We didn’t say anything to each other as he scratched the back of his head while I nearly suffocated myself to not laugh my ass off in his face

“how about we go out to the deck and just talk” I breathed out walking past him as he followed behind

“ye.”

[flammingnachos]

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏(topper thornton x fem!reader)

𝘚𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴; opposite attract they say, well that’s the case for you and topper your the embodiment of a person that makes choices without the fear of judgment or criticism and then there’s topper

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨; Pogue!reader, abusive topper, controlling and manipulative,cursing, slight forced marriage, SMUT, (1/2)

Reckless.

Something that I’ve always been called as a child

I’ve never really paid attention to what anyone had ever about me since I’ve never really cared too much about people's opinions why worry about something that doesn’t make a difference in your life rather than just stress about it

My Perspective on people's opinions however changed during my teen years after my parents went bankrupt and were forced to slave themselves for the cooks on the other side of the town, my father worked for Judge Thornton as his personal construction worker.

My father became great friends with judge Thornton through out the years occasionally bringing me over during my teens years to meet Mr Thornton only son Topper.

During this time Topper didn’t even spare a few glances or a few words other than “hi” and “bye” from the times I’ve been over at his home as “play dates” as my parents liked to call it. He was busy hanging out with this best friend rafe and started talking to Sarah cameron

It was when I turned 16 my life had really changed, mom was home for a few days of the week while dad was barely ever there after my 15th birthday. It was then that same day a few knocks where heard on my front door

I looked over at the broken chronograph that was slanted on the wall seeing that it read 8:00 PM

“Who could be coming this late” I wondered

I hesitatingly walked over to the door slightly peeking through the door seeing that it was Sheriff Shoupe and another male officer with him, he looked up at me

“may I have a word with you Cassidy” He asked taking off his hat and resting it upon his chest

“Uhm my mother isn’t here at the moment you’ll have to come back another time,” I said looking around the house a bit

“Well, there’s no need what I need to talk to you about is about them” he sighed out

My eyebrows furrowed

I opened the door fully and gestured for them both to come in

“I didn’t want to deliver this kind of message to a young person as yourself but your parents have been arrested” He said calmly

It went silent after he said that, my whole world felt like it was gonna go crashing down after that, I didn’t know what to do or how to feel. I just kept feeling daggers go straight through my heart and my vision blurring a bit

I wiped my eyes slightly

“W-what do you mean sheriff” I asked

“They’ve been arrested for theft, your father has been stealing money from judge Thornton bank and hiding it with your mother”

I stayed silent waiting for him to continue holding in my breath silently

“Judge Thornton was going to press charges but he made a deal with your father for his repayment, it involved you” he finished out waiting for my reaction

“W-what about me?” I whispered out

“He made a deal that you’ll be living with them from now on and you’ll be married off to there son Topper to repay the dept your father owed them” He said

That’s it right there.. when my whole word fell apart and crashed down right on me, the air seemed like it was suffocating me and the feet felt more heavier than they usual are and my body felt so hard to be still

I felt like passing out

The sheriff noticed this and held me slightly seeing my body about to stumble over and fall right onto the floor

“I understand how you feel Cassidy but right now your parents requested me take you back over the station to see them before they are put in jail” he said walking out the door slowly and guiding me over to the police car as he opened the door and I hesitantly got in frozen in place as he slammed the door and got in the drivers seat taking off

I was frozen in place unable to think or move a bone

This had to be a dream

The car moved up and down slightly as the sheriff drove through the bridge that separated the cooks from the pogues. The flashing lights from the street lamp post illuminating slightly over my face as he drove in the darkness

Without noticing more tears started slowly crept up into my eyes and right down on my face continuously as I wiped them trying the hardest for it to stop raining on my face but it didn’t.

The sheriff heard my sniffles and whales of cries and glanced at the rear view mirror.

I didn’t notice we reached at the station until I felt my door being opened and the cool summer air gushing on to me.

“C’mon Cassidy” he whispered out putting his hand out for me to grab onto it

I slowly looked up from the floor and looked over at his with glassy eyes slowly inching my arms to his and getting out the car

He closed the door guiding me into the station and down in the interrogation area, my head being dipped down and focused onto the floor the whole way there

He opened the door and there I was faced with my father and mother sitting side by side staring right at me with guilt in there eyes. I couldn’t bare to even look at them for what they had done and the situation they had now put me through

The sheriff pulled out the chair infront of my mother as I sat down chewing the bottom of lip

“Well I’ll leave you guys to it, you have a few more minutes left with your parents before there transit comes” he announced and then looked back over at them before taking his leave

The room stayed quiet

“Look sweetie what your father and I did was all for you, we didn’t mean for this to happen w-we just wanted you to have a better future” my mother spoke putting her hands over the table and rubbing the dried tears off my cheeks slightly

“Y-you’ve set me up to get married to some guy I barely even know a Cook at that” I sniffed

“It was the only way doll, it was either that or have you work for Mr Thornton off the debt that I made, I couldn’t have you slave behind me for something you didn’t even do” My father spoke back

I looked up at him with nothing to fury

“THEN WHY!? why do this shit if you knew you would have been caught and your poor old daughter would have to take all your consequence” I half yelled at him in frustration

This shocked both of my parents as there eyes both went up at my tone not to mention my cursing my mother removed her hands from my face

“Sweetie what we did was for you, for your future for your college for you fucking life-!” My mother started to yell but my father interrupted her trying to call her down

“louis!” he yelled

“Cassidy what your mother is trying to say is that this may seem like what we did was reckless of us because we didn’t think of the consequences but we did and we knew we would pay the price but we didn’t think that they would use you as the price we would be paying” My father explains in one breath

I stayed silent again

Right on cue the door opened we all turned to look over at who it was seeing it was another police office

“Times up, your transit is here Mr and Mrs Ryder” the man announced opening the door more wider as two other officers came in handcuffing both of my parents

“Wait wait, I didn’t get to-”I flinged up in a rush to stop them from handcuffing both of my parents

“I’m sorry ma’am but there transit is here to take them to the county prison” he tried to reasoned out

“It’s okay Cassidy, we deserve this” my father softly spoke out

“We’ll be fine, take care of yourself baby” my mother croaked out, water falling down on her face as she shut her eyes to stop herself fork crying even more than she already was

At the sight made me cry to seeing my other cry

“Noo mom please” I cried out blinded by the water spilling out my eyes

I grabbed my hands out for my mother as officer backed me up off her as I continued crying

“Well always love you Cassidy” my father said before he disappeared out the door and so did my mother, her cries still heard bouncing off the walls

The officer used his walkie talkie calling in for sherif shoupe

I sat back down crying into my arms

“I’ll take it from here officer”shoupe I recognized his voice nearing over towards me

“everything gonna be okay Cassidy, you can always vist them” he tried to cheer me up

I only cried out more

“C’mom cassidy we can’t be in here much longer, it’s getting late and you’ll catch a cold from the way you’ve been crying” he whispered out slightly picking up my arms

I sniffed whipping my eyes to stop the tears as I got up following shoupe to his police car passing by the rest of the officers as my continued wiping my eyes to stop the water from running back down my face some more

Sheriff shoupe opened his police car door as I slowly got inside the car buckling my seatbelt, the car taking off once I did so

I turned my head to the right looking thru the window watching as the trees passed by and by all the street lights that were now on

“It’s not my place but try to give Mr and Mrs Thornton a chance before you can judge” I heard Sherif shoupe spoke out making me turn my attention towards him driving the car

“Yeah”I whispered turning my attention back outside until we reached to my destination

We arrived in the next 10 minutes as the car came to a halt infront of there lawn, he got out walking springing to my side to open the door for me

I awkwardly smiled and got out as be slamed the door shut and started walking to the front door as I followed along

I examined my surroundings seeing their lawn perfectly mowed per usual and their front porch always looking effortlessly perfect, I stopped walking behind Sheriff Shoupe as he knocked on the door waiting for an answer

It took a minute for Mrs Thornton to answer the door, she smiled seeing Sheriff Shoupe but that smile faltered a bit seeing me there

Just great

“Sheriff it's nice to see you here with Cassidy” She cheered on with that plastic smile of hers

The sheriff smiled at this

“The pleasure is all mine, Cassidy didn't get to pack anything at all since her parents wanted to see her before they were transported to county prison” he explained as to why I just showed up empty handed with nothing but my phone

She nodded her head

“It's alright there's nothing like a little shopping won't fix for her” she chuckled out

He smiled while I stood there awkwardly

“Well, I should leave you guys to it then..Cassidy..enjoy your time with them and please don't stress over your parents there in great hands” He informed me, Turning to me as I nodded at his response

The sheriff nodded walking past me and right into his car, at Mrs Thornton opened the door more widely and gestured for me to walk in

“Come in please do” She said

As I walked in she the slammed the door shut, locking it making her way into another room in which I followed right behind her

“Mr Thornton or Topper isn't here at the moment which is great so I can just have a talk with you before I show you to your room and then you'll be meeting Both of them after they come in”she explained while taking a seat in her living room I'm guessing

“Sure” I croaked out unsure of what to really say to her

she smiled straightening her posture on the seat

“Okay good, as I'm assuming you already know you'll be the future wife of my son..”she paused looking for my reaction

I nodded pressing my lips onto a thin line looking around for a bit

“Good, there aren't many rules here but for you to always be with Topper outside, there aren't any restrictions or anything in the house…and you can't be out too late now” she finished off

“Okay” I said

“Alright, nice and obedient.. You truly are perfect” She smiled at me as I thanked her for the compliment

“Now I'm gonna show you to the room you'll be using until you and Topper graduate and you can move out and live somewhere by yourselves,” she said getting up and walking up the stairs and then making a left then up a smaller stairs in the corner where I saw three doors lined up next to each other

“that's Topper's room, Your room is right next to his, and The bathroom at the last corner” She explained using her hands

I hummed as she walked to the middle door opening it while walking in, following after her I got inside the bedroom and was amazed at what was infornt of me

It was bigger than all the rooms in my old House combined, I actually had a closet and not just a basket where I fold all my clothes and put them in and a big window scenery. Where I could sit and watch outside

I continued staring around the room twisting and turning as I inspected everything with my mouth agape in shock

“I know right, took my maids a few hours to get room cleaned out and changed into a girl room which was a guest room at first” She explained smiling at my reaction

She took a seat at the edge of the bed patting right next to her for me to sit down beside her, I listened sitting right down next to her

“I’ve never really had this type of experience before, since I've only grown Topper since he was young and his father and I were too busy to even try again” she sighed looking a bit sad

“I get that” I sympathized

She gave me a little smile pulling me into her embrace a bit

“Well, the boys is gonna get here in a few more hours so you have enough time to be alone in your new room for a bit before you meet your future husband” she cheered getting up and was about to leave before I halted her

“Thank you again..i’m sorry for what my parents have caused your family” I apologized

She only smiled at this

“Your parents actions aren't you faults, whatever they did doesn't correlate to you” She said, and then taking her leave shutting the door half open half closed a bit

I rested for a bit laying down on the bed before hearing some voices downstairs after a couple of hours just staring at the ceiling

“I still don’t get why where doing this mom” It was topper

And his mother arguing once again but it seemed like there voices were getting nearer to my room door

I squealed getting up and making myself look at least presentable and straight inform of topper and his father

Right then the door swinged open revealing all here of them Mr and Mrs Thornton and Topper himself all looking at me

Gosh

My breathed was nearly taken away by the sight of Topper, he still looked perfect from when he was younger

I say frozen unable to say a word but watch mindlessly as Mr and Mrs Thornton continued to argue some more

“Your wasting your life mopping behind that Sarah girl when you could be finding yourself a wife to continue the family legacy” his mother grumbled out angryly

“But mom” topper tried to reason out but his mother huffed out walking away from him as his father followed along

He stood there lost in silence

My crush on Topper never subsided even when he used to be jerk with rafe to me and John b and jj I still liked him even after his situation with the cook princess

It seemed like he’s examining me head to toe

We stood there in silence once more

“Enjoy your stay” he said in monotone voice before taking his leave and slamming his door right next to mines

Well that was just great

[flammingnachos]

𝑩𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖(dark!rafe x fem!reader)

𝘚𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴; rafe can’t seem to get a certain Pogue out of his mind so what else could he do rather than take matters into his own hands

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨; mean!rafe, Pogue!reader, kidnapping, manipulation, slightly physical abuse, Stockholm syndrome, SMUT

It all started off as little glances here and there and then it was when we bucked into each other during the time when my friends jj,pope, John b and Kiara where sneaking into the mid summers party for John b to see one of the cook princess Sarah while we stayed there for lookout

It was until jj had bucked into the cook king himself rafe fucking cameron that he hid and grabbed me thinking of some shitty plan on the spot to distract rafe so that he can make a run for it.

I reluctantly disagreed with this shitty plan cause A. It’s rafe and B. he’s a psychopath who hell would want to seduce someone like that. And of course he ignored my pleas and instead pushed me out the hiding spot into the Cook king himself making him stumbled back a bit almost knocking over his crew of friends behind him

He looked down smirking a big as he was towering over me

Shit

“oh look who we have here, another of these Pogues running around like mice’s at our party” He snorted out as the rest of his crew laughed out loud

“where’s a pretty thing like yourself headed off to” he asked out now seeing me frozen beneath him

My mouth opened but nothing came out, my voice suddenly felt like it was gone and the air felt like it was slowly suffocating me

“I don’t think this one talks that much like the rest of them rafe” topper called out

rage did nothing but snicker some more at this

“I-I’m sorry that I bumped into you, I was just taking my leave..I’m lost” My voice spoke barely over a whisper as I looked everywhere but at the giants in front of me. For a moment the room went silent which meant for me was a good thing which is when I decided to take my leave, As I was about to walk right back past him when he instinctively grabbed my arm

“and where do you think your going” he asked

“I don’t think you understand, I’m trying to leave to avoid whatever the hell it is you and your friends are looking for” I tried to reason out

“She def covering up for that dirty Pogue maybank” Kelce snorted over at topper as they shared some look

“Shut your stupid mouths about jj” I half yelled at them leading to rafe manhandling me, yanking my arms and pulled me more closer towards as I looked up at him eye to eye

He smirked at my newfound of confidence making me nervous a bit

“And what are you gonna do about it if we don’t” he breathed out into my face smirking like the stupid snob he is

my mouth went shut I couldn’t say anything back

This time he gripped the collar of my shirt pushing my face even more closer to his than it already was

“I asked a question” he slowly said looking into my eyes

“HEY! Why don’t you guys pick on someone your own size” JJ jumped out of his hiding spot turning everyone’s heads as I pushed myself off rafe and ran over to JJ

“Get his ass” rafe ordered as we both took a run for it and I followed back of JJ as they rest of the cook boys chased us through the party, that was when JJ took a turn into three men’s bathroom until we both were corned

Fuck

“Well looks like we got you guys right where we wanted you” rafe said inching closer to JJ until they where face to face

“someone’s been stalking me” JJ jokes out leaving rafe to grab him up and slam him into the wall as pushed myself over there to stop him

“GET OFF HIM YOU JERK!?”I screamed out

I tried to pull his hands off JJ’s collar leaving one of his friends topper to hold me back

JJ kept moving out of his grasp cursing him out to let me go

Thankfully someone walked in leaving topper to let go off me and rafe to back up a bit off JJ

“What’s going on in here boys” the man asked out

“Oh nothing just was having a nice talk with my friend here” the man looked over at us and then back at me

“And why is there a woman in the males room” He asked

“O-oh she here got lost and was asking for directions to the ladies room”Topper joined in as the man nodded

“Well I’ll show her to where it is now, it’s rude to keep a lady waiting you know” JJ chuckled out winking at rafe as he led us both out the bathroom rushing to don’t he others

“Great job almost having me killed by the way” I joked out

He laughed

“Notice how you said almost” he said leading us both to where the others where at

I just rolled my eyes at this



Time ship to now after that whole situation I’ve avoided rafe entirely especially after the rumors that where starting to circulate around the Cook King

After his whole situation with Sarah and framing John b for the murder of sheriff perkin and heading to jail, while the Pogues and I were still on the hunt to find out where the Gold was that was hidden while also keeping a low profile

What I hadn’t know was that during this time someone was lurking in the shadows waiting for the right time to prance on there prey

𝘙𝘈𝘍𝘌 𝘗𝘖𝘝

‘So beautiful’ I muttered out to myself staring at the thousands of photographs that I had hanging on the wall in my room

“Rafe!” I heard my father call out in the hallways making me scurry and cover back up the photolog on my wall while rushing to open the door

“What?” I asked in a monotone manner

My father only looked a bit inside my room and then right back at me

“what are you doing so long, I don't even seeing anything Packed yet and we're about to leave” he questioned upon seeing my room casual

“I gotta do something first before I leave” I explained resting my hands on top of my head in distress

My father sighed at this

“Hurry it up the boat doesn’t come until around 10PM, we should be able to leave the house springs 9:30PM” He said giving me another one of his stern looks

“..okay..”

“I’m serious rafe make sure I see your ass in this house ready to leave with your mother and your sister” He scowled

I hummed slamming the door right in his face

this old man

..now back to what I was doing

I gathered the duffel bag, the injection and the tape and hid it in my sweater while leaving my room and locking the door and rushing downstairs to my car

Once I got in my emptied out my pockets in the passenger seat and drove off to my destination

I’m coming for you baby..

𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘈 𝘗𝘖𝘝

the pogues and I sat down around the camp fire as we laughed and joked and drank some musty bear JJ stole from his dads refrigerator while John b and Sarah had left together going into John b’s house

“you guys already know what there about to do” Pope chuckled taking another sip form his beer while looking over at the rest of us

I giggled at this

“Ooh john b give me all that John d” JJ mocked, moaning out trying to demonstrate how Sarah was being like

“Guys stop it” I laughed out

“Speaking of which Cleo might if I talk to you for a bit” Pope asked looking to his side toward as Cleo as she nodded looking over me giving those ‘I’m freaking out’ eyes

“ohh, that’s so not what we’re doing right now” I huffed out watching them leave and then I looked over at JJ seeing him look at kie

“Guys please-”I was about to started pleading when JJ got up yanking Kie’s arms somewhere as she squealed out

“sorry t, well come back quick” she rushed out laughing along with JJ

“well just great, I'm by myself once again” I muttered out

minutes passed by and I still stuck on the floor on my third bottle of beer staring out at the stars.

I snapped out my trance hearing some shuffling in the bushes that were a bit further away from me, I looked back seeing nothing but the bushes shaking form the wind

I shrugged it off

then some more shuffling was heard

that's it

I got up and made my way over to the bushes that were swaying from the wind

“hello”I whispered stepping more closer to the bushes peeking around

silence

I started walking more further into the woods looking around some more, I stood still for a moment to concentrate and try to depict where the sound was coming from but right then I left a sharp pain on my neck

“Ugh” I cried out nearly falling a bit as my hands felt for what was in my neck and I felt another persons hands along with a needle, I tried moving a bit to get them off me but they kept harshly groping my hands and holding them behind my back

“HELP!?”My voiced half screamed out but the person covered up my mouth but I bit them making him yelp in pain

I pushed my hands around to fight off the person and then punched them right in he balls as they groaned out falling to the floor holding his balls through his pants

I breathed heavily and tried moving back and running but my legs felt like rubber and my body felt so heavy

I didn’t know when I passed out but I felt my body give out and the light no longer visible to me

𝘙𝘈𝘍𝘌 𝘗𝘖𝘝

I groaned out in pain still lying on the floor as I looked over and saw Atia passed out on the floor right next to me

Took her that long for her to drop to the floor

I crawled towards her groaning in pain from the contact of her kicking me right in the balls, using my free hand I had taken out the needle throwing it into a bush somewhere before getting to my feet steadily and weakly pulling up her body to carry her over my shoulders

“ATIA!” I heard a voice yell

Sounded like one those pogues

I heard more movement and more voices started forming, seems like they are now looking for there friend

I hurriedly swinged her over my shoulders and speed walked back to my car before they could find me

“GUYS WHERE’S ATIA!” kie yelled as her voices were started to sound a bit more unclear the further I was away from there

I reached by my car at he roadside and hurridly pushed her inside on the backseat to lay down and jumped into the drivers seat and sped off

while stopping at a red light half way there I had tied up her hands and legs and taped up her mouth shut, the injection in the needle would last for about the next 15 hours before she would be awake, by then she’ll be far away from this dump and at the new lake house my father had bought for the family to stay in as a safe house for a while

In the next 20 minutes I reached back and house and checked the time on the radio

8:57 PM

it read

I had a little bit enough time to pack some stuff til dad came to my room to come get me, maybe I can pack a few of Sarah’s stuff in there for her

I turned off my car getting out and opening the back seat sliding her back onto my shoulders and carrying her into the house

While opening the door and sliding through I walked passed my younger sister wheezie sitting on in the living room on her phone but she quickly disregarded it once seeing me enter in the house

“Rafe”she yelled running towards me

“Mom has been looking everywhere for you since everyone seems to be packed but you and-”she halted upon what she was saying as she saw me making my way upstairs with a human on my shoulder

“Why didn’t you wait until earlier to bring one of your little one night stands here and we’re literally about to leave” she sighed

I breathed out to keep my cool

“look wheezie, tell rose I’ll be ready by the time the boat gets here I just have stuff to do” I explained before walking back up the steps

“yeah stuff like getting off before we leave” she mumbled out before returning back to the living room

that fucking little shit

I just continued on to my room

Once I reached I slowly closed the door with r my leg and hesitantly dropped her onto the bed as her body sprawled out on the sheets

Now that’s that situated let me go pack

I left her getting the suitcases and stuff that where need for packing, making trips in and out of my room to Sarah’s room for stuff for her

While returning back to my room she started moving and mumbling out something groggily

“JJ is that you” she croaked out making me freeze on the spot

She isn’t suppose to be up until the next 13 more hours but they did say there were some side effects of it

“No it’s your rafey” I expressed with a smile on my face

I don’t know why but her calling me that nickname would make me go absolutely feral

She pouted at this

“No, I wasn’t my JJ” she whined trying to move around but stopped a short second later

I don’t why but her yearning for another man was making me go crazy

How could she be dreaming about that stupid Pogue when I’m right here

I breathed in and out to contain my anger but that wasn’t working clearly when she started again crying out for that damn pogues name

“All right that’s it” I frustratingly said while dropping the thing in my hand and rushing over to her

“You belong to me, not that damn son of a Pogue” I roared out in anger

My hands started fumbling with my belt as I undid it pulling down her shorts in the process, but I stopped midway admiring her white lace panties she was wearing

That’s hot

Pulling down her panties I was met with the beautiful site of her pussy right infront of my face, if it wasn’t for the fact that I was pissed off right now I would have gave my girl a nice ate out

I rubbed my fingers through her slit feeling the moistness from it

I then pushed my dick right in her feeling her walls clamped up right onto me

I groaned out

fuck she was squeezing me

I started moving in and out of her, fastly as I created a rhythm with my hips digging deep inside of her with no mercy. My balls slapping right on her clit as I groaned out form the contact

It took me second to cum right inside of her cause of how tight her walls were clamping me up

I groaned taking my dick out rubbing my cream all over her pussy before getting up to clean myself up in the bathroom

When I came back I brought a paper towel to clean her up too before resuming to packing up for the both of us

[flammingnachos]

𝓡𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓷

-𝘉𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝓣𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓷

-𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

[flammingnachos]

𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒚

𝘓𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴

𝒁𝒐𝒓𝒐

𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳

𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝘖𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥

𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢

𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢

[flammingnachos]

𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠(opla!zoro x fem!reader

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔; you were the girl that joined the straw hats crew after giving them a great plan to beat arlongs crew, you’ve captivated him, making him unable to get you off his mind even though you have only just met him, he can already feel a strong connection and desire to be with you

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈; best man zoro, slight cursing, protective zoro, perverted Sanji, disclaimer; this takes place after the straw hats defeat arlong and are on there way to the grand line AFTER telling each other about there goals

Everything happened so fast, you certainly didn’t think you would leave your village with your parents to join some straw hat crew that helped out your people from arlongs power

All you’ve wanted to do was help out the gang of pirates with arlong and be about your way and ignore a certain green haired pirate that wouldn’t keep there eyes off you the whole journey

Now your here leaning against the going merry, watching the sunset and the birds fly as your captain was on top of the head of the boat enjoying it too

Nami was in her usual place in the decks office drawing away her map, Usopp doing god knows what I’m the back, Sanji cooking and Zoro taking his usual nap by the railing

I’ve taken quite the liking to the swordsman as he speaks to me and Nami with a much more different approach rather than the captain and the cook

Nami would always tease me and say that he’s been giving me love eyes ever since the day I joined and that he’s more kinder to me than to her

That’s nonsense he knew her before me

We’ve had conversations here and there nothing too big as I always seem to catch him during the late nights when I couldn’t get any self

There was one moment in particular of where we’ve nearly went intimate but I had to remind myself he doesn’t see my that way but his new crewmate

It was another late night on the going merry, another day with me getting nightmare about leaving my parents behind so I came out to the deck to breathe some fresh air

Everyone is usually sleep during this time so I didn’t expect to see zoro standing by the railing look out

“Couldn’t get any sleep either” he mumbled out

“Nah mother nightmare” I confessed walking over to where he was as he turned to me

“About?” He asked furrowing his eyebrows

“I’ve been thinking that maybe joining this crew wasn’t the best thing I did” I said looking out into the sea

“Why do you think so” he asked

I looked over at him and then back at the ocean

“You guys don’t know if arlong is truly defeated he’s a fish man after all I’m…just scared that maybe I left them there and it still isn’t ..safe” I whispered out feeling a bit unsure in myself

“Are you kidding, you joining the crew was the best thing that we ever had-”

I looked over at him with awe, a smile making its way onto my face

he stopped himself slightly as he cleared his throat

“I-i mean your a really good strategiest, we needed one with all the shitty plans we’ve made in the past that couldn’t really help us” He said in a more monotone voice

Just when I thought he was expressing himself

I nodded my head sucking in a breath of air as I looked back over on to the ocean

“Your right, you guys needed a good strategist for the team and picked the person with the most fucked up life” I mumbled out

His eyes went wide to realization seeing how his words affected me

“Wait no that’s not what I-” He tried to explain

I shaked my head turning my heel to leave zoro alone since he really wasn’t helping much

Before I could fully walk away he grabbed my wrist making me freeze unable to move

“Listen.. I don’t really do these pep talks with the rest of the crew when they don’t feel value in themselves..” He then said

I turned my head looking deeply at him in the eyes

“I can see” I giggled in which he only smiled

“Luffy doesn’t pick anyone to join his crew, he picks the one’s he knows that are the best of the best no matter the background..”

“I don’t usually agree with everything he does but you joining the team was something he didn’t even have to repeat for me to be aboard with it” he finished off looking at me in the eyes and then my..lips

“Oh” I rasped out as our faces started to inch closer to one another

Our breath fanning on top one another’s face’s..

We were almost close to kissing just one more step forward and our lips would have collapsed onto each other

he shaked his head mumbling something to himself while backing away slightly

I looked at him confused

“I’m sorry..Goodnight” He then said backing away and then hurrying back down in the where everyone’s room where at leaving me there dumbfounded

And ever since that day I couldn’t help to notice zoro always avoiding me, whenever he came in the kitchen and saw Sanji flirting with me per usual he would hurry out

At nighttime when he thought I wouldn’t notice or feel a presence behind me I did and when I did turn around no one was there

That day has been stuck on my mind

“a beautiful drink for a beautiful lady” singed out Sanji as he gave me another drink he made for me and Nami

“Thank you” I smiled out in which he blushed giving the heart eyes as usual

“Anything for a beautiful woman like yourself” he expressed out

“Hey! Where’s my drink” Luffy yelled out from on top of the going merry

Sanji rolled his eyes walking away

“You’ll have to wait” He yelled back waking back into the kitchen

I only laughed while taking a sip

But from the corner of my eyes I saw Zoro get up out his sleeping spot mumbling out something as he made his made to where our rooms where at

I just shrugged it off as something else

Maybe I should talk to him after all this has been going on far too long now..some point we gotta own up to what we did

…

I tossed and turned in my bed, before finally opening my eyes and looking up at the ceilings

Another night of me getting no sleep

I sighed getting up to do what I normally do, making my way out to the deck but to my surprise zoro was there first completely unaware of my presence or so I thought

“still having nightmares” he asked out looking into the sea while leaning pressed infront of the railings of the going merry

“No..just not tired” I responded back slowly inching closer to him

“Oh..well I’ll just leave you to it” he said taking a huff of air turning around to walk away before I stopped him

“You’ve been avoiding me..”

“Why?” I asked

he stayed quiet

“If it’s about what happened with us then at some point we gotta own up to it and-” before I could even finish zoro had grabbed my face pressing our lips together as we shared a passionate kiss

Our lips roughly moved against each other as I our tongues fought for dominance over reach other’s his obviously winning

I pulled away quickly as I was starting to get out of breath

I took heavy breaths looking at him frantically

“What-” I tried asking out but he cut my off again

“The reason I’ve been avoiding you is because of my feelings towards you..I know we’ve only meet a couple of weeks now and you we haven’t fully introduced ourselves but being with you just makes me feel like…” he took a deep breath

“Like we’ve knew each other life times ago, I don’t know what keeps pulling me closer and closer to you to the point where you’ve been the only thing on my mind day and night day and night but I..”

“Guess I only avoided my feelings because I wasn’t sure if you’ve actually felt the same way, especially since the way how that dumb cook would have flirt with you” He grumbled out taking another deep breath looking down onto the floor

I was amazed

I think I felt tears start to come out my eyes

I was completely speechless I didn’t know what to say to him in this moment

He must have noticed my quietness and looked up

I pulled him into another kiss this time with more love and passion pulling away after some moments

“Yes..I-i like you too zoro” I whispered out looking at him deeply in the eyes

He smiled

That beautiful smile

“Then let’s go back to bed shall we” he asked with that beautiful smile of his

I smiled back and he gave me a peck on the lips

“Yeah..”

[flammingnachos]

𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 (opla!zoro x fem!reader)

sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs; zoro always felt like he had that deep connection with you every since the day you joined the crew his desire to be completely consumed by this intense experience he gets from being around you

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ; protective zoro, slight cursing, fighting one piece spoilers (ep 8) disclaimer!reader has devil fruit powers precisely she can freeze things with her hands and I also changed up the scene a bit for the character to fit in

“Okay let’s go” Luffy announced as started off our plans ambushing arlong’s grew and bursting threw the door

“Fishmen! Stand by to repel boarders!” A fish men ordered to the rest

Upon hearing that Luffy cracked his knuckles, Sanji and Nami got into their fighting stance, Zoro pulled out his Katana and I got ready to use my devil fruit powers.

“Where arlong?” Luffy asked in a more monotone voice

“He’s probably in the map room” answered back Nami

“Then that’s where we’re going” Luffy said

Nami nodded leading Luffy to the Map room to where arlong was at

They left leaving me, Usopp , Zoro and Sanji to fight off the Fishmen

They all ran towards us and we started fighting them

I had three Fishmen my way throwing hit and punches at me as I dodge them using my devil fruit powers to freeze them and throw some punches and kicks of my own

A Fishmen tried to attacking me from the back in which I didn’t see but zoro had jumped in slicing away his throat

“Thanks” I mumbled out of breathe

He hummed

After finishing some more Fishmen I watched as a more bigger one started chasing Usopp

God no..

I ran away them as the Fishmen started speaking up, I used my ice powers to freeze his legs and run away Usopp

The Fishmen gruffled out stomping his fry and breaking out

“Shit” Usopp said looking terrified

“Shit indeed” I agreed now running along with Usopp

“Your not getting away” the Fishmen roared spitting out alcohol balls toward us as we both dodged it running some more

“All I need is one good shot” he whispered out looking back over I me

He got up about to shoot but one of the balls got him as he tumbled down the hill

I squealed running after him but falling down myself along with him

“Get back here” the Fishmen said now back to running after us

..

𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑨𝑻 𝑨𝑹𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑲

“You look tired” mocked Sanji and he gave another Fishmen a back kick and sweeper another one off there feet

“Maybe you should take a break” another mock again

This time it got to zoro as he got back up back to slicing away more Fishmen

“You ought to get back in the kitchen” sneered zoro

“Quit screwing around”

“Luffy,Nami and Y/n needs us!” Voiced out Sanji and zoro eyes turned dark at the mention of his crew mates name

“You just got here you don’t know what she needs” Gruffled out zoro

“I know she needs my cooking” prided out Sanji as he smirked over at zoro

“Putting two slices of bread together” mimicked zoro in a pissed off tone

“Ooh someone’s feeling threatened” Giggled buggy as his head was still stuffed in the bag

“then get me back to my body! We’re close I can feel my toes” Buggy continued

“Trust me I can help you guys win this thing” the clown still pleaded

Sanji looked over seeing the clowns body hanged up as he took off the bag off his shoulders

“I swear clown is you screw us over..” mumbled zoro

Sanji opened the bag dropping the clowns head on the floor as the clown groaned in pain attaching itself back onto its body

The clown yelled in joy feelings itself intact again

“oh, it’s so much better than I even remembered” the clown cheered

He looked over at Sanji and zoro

“Hey, so um..I’m gonna get out of here” mocked buggy as he stocked both his middle fingers to them while running away

“Hey!” Yelled zoro

“Sorry kiddos id love to make things right but it’s time to exit stage left” the clown said running along

“Fucking clown” zoro rasped out

𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑶 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑷𝑶𝑽

“You okay” I asked out to Usopp as I pulled him up to his legs

“shh he’s coming duck” he instructed to play dead as we both laid down with him dashing hot sauce on us to make us both look dead

We both closed our eyes playing dead, feeling the presence of the fish man coming close

“too bad little one just when we were starting to have some fun” the Fishman whispered

Feeling him walk away we both opened our eyes as we slowly but quietly got back up

“Gotcha” whispered Usopp as he looked over at the hot sauce he used

“Hey, Neck flaps” I yelled out

“Where you going?” Continued Usopp

“You haven’t even tried my hot sauce” Usopp smirked

“ that still won’t save you my skin is tougher than bullets” prided out the fishman

“Maybe you should try one of my new patented fire rounds” Usopp suggested pulling something from behind his ear

“I’m a fishman I don’t catch fire” He said again

“ maybe you don’t but alcohol does” Usopp said

“Special attack, exploding star” he yelled again

now throwing the ball at the alcohol and watching as it exploded on the Fishmen in agony 

“Yeah, Ha! Take that”

“ the great Captain Usopp fells another notorious villain” Usopp sang out looking over at me in victory

We both jumped up giving each other a hight five

“The great captain Usopp did it again” I encouraged

“And no one’s around to see it but my fellow crew mate” he breathed out

“It’s okay.. they’ll belive me, your here” he convinced himself as I nodded

We both ran back to the park where Sanji and zoro were at

Once we reached over there we saw that they both were right one fish men

“Your crew mates are fools to have faith in such weak compatriots” mocked the large Fishmen

Usopp and I looked at each other

“Should we..” I asked out peeking over at Usopp

“Nah they’ll be fine” Usopp whispered back

We looked back over at them

“You and eve Badmouth Nami” Sanji grumbled taking off his blazer

“Yeah you don’t ever badmouth Y/n and the crew.. Now you’ve done it” Zoro said tighting his bandana

that’s so sweet

Sanji started giving him some lethal kicks calling out his moves as he does it and then finally sending the fishman flying into a shop

“Mouton shot?” zoro asked walked away

“all great Fine is called out they’re finishing moves” Sanji answered back

“Yeah, your gonna fit in just fine” Zoro said

I looked over at Usopp as he signaled us to go in and be prepared for any attacks

“Never fear Y/n the great Usopp with protect you!” Usopp yelled out running infront of me to inside the park

I followed behind him chuckling

“Oh. You guys did pretty good in here” Usopp exhaled out looking over at me while smiling

I looked over at zoro and Sanji nodding in approval

“Good job guys” I expressed out walking over to them

“You okay” zoro asked me examining me as Sanji looked over at the now talking temple

“Just fine, thank to Usopp” I answered in which made Usopp Beamer even more and Zoro rolled his eyes keeping his hands attached to his sword

Right then we saw Nami making her way down the falling temple

“Nami!” Sanji yelled in happiness holding out his hands

She ran past him and to us, hugging Zoro, Usopp and I in happiness

“Your all okay” she pointed out hugging tighter

Ouch

She let go smiling while out of breath

“Where luffy” asked Sanji

“He’s still inside..” she answered back

“Fighting arlong”

We all looked over towards the temple watching it continue to collapse

“He’s gonna be all right”Usopp said

“Right” now he sounded a bit more unsure

Just then the whole temple collapse, I gasped out in fear as felt zoro’a hand holding mines in protection

“He’s gonna be fine” zoro whispered into my ears rubbing his thumb over my fingers as he held them

I nodded my head

Silence it was after the whole temple dropped down

That’s when we saw luffys whole arm stick out from the pile of dust he was under

Phew

And he then jumped out I could finally let go of the fresh air I was holding in

“Nami!, you are our friend..we are your crew” Luffy cried out

Sanji laughed as I did too and so did the rest as luffy only smiled