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Topic 8 - [ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪɴᴅᴇx]

Summary: Surviving on instant noodles, you order takeout in the middle of exam prep—what you didn’t expect was your delivery guy to be a ridiculously hot, tattooed biker. Even more surprising? He’s a fellow med student at your university. As good as it sounded, he had a complicated past with an obsessive Ex who starts to target you.

tags.: One Piece, Law x Reader, SFW & NSFW, slow burn romance, Modern AU, Penguin and Shachi as flatmates, fashion-designer uncle Corazon, Laws parents, Laws crazy Ex, Strawhats as your friends (+ Bonney), protective Law, mentioned of his dead sister, also mentions of Laws trauma

a.n.: I pulled this story out of my ass and it’s rather spontaneous how I write the story. If you have ideas, I’m open to them 🖤

status: [ongoing] last updated Nov 20th 2024

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1 - ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴅᴇʟɪᴠᴇʀʏ

An awkward encounter with the handsome delivery guy, who hardly speaks to you, yet somehow makes your heart skip a beat with his pretty face.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2 - ɪᴄᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ

Law was at your door once again, this time out of breath and visibly stressed. You offer him something to drink, which sparks a conversation that eventually leads to an exchange of numbers.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 3 - ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ ᴅᴀᴛᴇ

At the café, you met up for a study date and saw a more relaxed, yet still exhausted, side of Law. Penguin showed up, clearly curious as to why Law was hanging out with someone from his university—especially since he rarely spent time with those people.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 4 - ʙᴏʏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ

Penguin couldn't keep his mouth shut about Law meeting you, which led him and Shachi to bombard him with questions. It was just a study date, right? No big deal. His flatmates quickly realized how oblivious he was. Or was he just denying any meaning, trying to protect himself from another crazy relationship.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 5 - ʟᴀᴛᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴜɴ

Law invites you to a party, and after a few drinks, the two of you start to loosen up around each other. So much that the bathroom becomes a short lived make out spot.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 6 - ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴏꜱᴇ (n.sfw)

After you forgot your keys at home and had no where to stay, Law casually offers his apartment for the night without any second intentions. Though the heat from the make out session still lingering in the air.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 7 - ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ɪᴛ (n.sfw)

You meet Laws kind-hearted uncle, Rosinante, and learn more about his complex family history. What was supposed to be a casual, cozy game night with Law quickly takes an unexpected and more intimate turn.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 8 - ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀᴍᴇɴᴛ

A girl you've never met before, starts a chit chat with you during an uni event, you being immediately drawn in by her friendly, outgoing nature. Before you knew it, she invited you to a small party where she hinted you could make some valuable connections. Little did you realize, networking with a biker gang wasn’t exactly what you had in mind for boosting your CV.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 9 - ᴄʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ ɢᴀɴɢ

You dearly needed a girl's night with your friends after all what had happened. Law came to pick you up, yet got dragged into the chaos of a spontaneous party with your friends. Someone save this guy.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 10 - ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ? (n.sfw)

This day should have been special, with you and Law celebrating your academic milestone together with friends and family. Yet, Laws private and closed off personality shots back at him, causing you to break down.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 11 - ʙᴜʀᴅᴇɴ

It had been weeks since you had talked to Law, feeling drained from the past events. You needed time to figure the relationship out, which caused you to run away from talking completely and be confronted with a storm, none of you were ready to face.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 12 - ɴᴇᴡ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ (n.sfw)

Trying to mend the damage he had caused, Law makes an effort to open up to you this time. He shared pieces of his past, including hobbies he’d long buried. He never anticipated that attending Zoro’s Kendo tournament with you would reignite an old spark within him—or that it would stir a newfound desire to impress you.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 13 - ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴀʟʟɪᴇꜱ

Two unexpected intruders—familiar faces no less—show up at your door, shocked to find you inside. Hired to break into what turned out to be the wrong apartment, Kid and Killer aren’t prepared for your defiance. Mustering all the courage you have, you scare them off and waste no time alerting Law, who doesn’t take kindly to their mistake and pays them a visit.

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your disease

an alternate route where trafalgar law is effected by the feminization disease a little longer

ft. female!trafalgar law x afab!reader

switching, cunniIingus/oral, tribbing, heavily implied wlw/sapphic reader (duh??), ngl it gets right into the prawn

word count: 1215

a.n: i need her... him? so bad. self indulgent fic

Law honestly had no idea what to do in this situation. At all. How does a captain, stuck as the opposite gender, go about asking one of two of his only female crewmates about feminine urges. Feminine urges even as a doctor he could not have fully understood without having the body of a woman.

You seemed like the obvious choice to go to. He's seen you with girls before, right? Women stumbling to your cabin and promptly leaving a mess. Not to mention, leaving him completely dumbstruck and flustered, because how long have you been doing this and how good are you, exactly!?

Normally, he'd tell you off, like any other time he'd catch a crewmate sneaking in strangers for a quick fuck. But he didn't. And he never knew why.

Until now.

He's standing in front of the door to your room, hesitating to knock on the door. It's been a day after the fight and he's still, well, stuck as a woman. He's frustrated. Angry. Embarrassed. What the fuck is happening!?

He lets out a sigh and musters up a solid three knocks. A beat goes, and then your door creaks open. And wow, was there a sight to see. Law, in all his —her— glory, looking down at you with a slight tint of red on her cheeks. She's beautiful, and you hadn't realized until she was right in front of you. Her tattoos look delicate on her skin, her supple chest straining against the white tank top she adorns.

"Captain! Can I help you?" You giggle, batting your eyes. You know she caught you staring. You don't care.

"You fuck women, don't you?" She spits monotonously at you. You nearly double over in laughter. "How forward! Let me take you out to dinner at least!" You smirk, leaning forward.

"Don't act dumb." God, Law's a bitchy girl isn't she? You grab her wrist and lead her into your room. "Okay, yeah. So what." You huff, eyeing your captain.

"I," Law starts, a little embarrassed. "You.. Show me." Your eyes shoot out, and you manage to sputter a 'WHAT!' as you flop on your bed.

"You heard me!" She barks, arms crossed as she advances towards you. "The fuck Law!? You think because you're a woman now that you can be some girl pervert?" You accuse her, pointing a finger into her chest.

"No! I just," She's defeated. There's really not an excuse. Since she's been turned, though, she's felt so frustrated and angry. You can read her like a book.

"Oh."

You smirk, grabbing her wrist and leading her onto your bed. "I'll treat you. Get against my pillows." She complies, still a little embarrassed to be in this situation.

"Could you take off your pants?" She nods, wiggling out of her jeans, which takes some effort. Damn. Your breath hitches as you come face to face with her pussy. "No undies huh?" ... "No shit. My boxers are too big at the moment." She rolls her eyes. Yeah, that's still Law all right.

You bring a finger up to her clit to test how sensitive she is, starting to rub slowly. "How's that feel? You've never felt this before, huh." Law's thighs attempt to close at the feeling of your finger, but you hold them open. "Feels nice." She admits.

You smile, lowering your head to lick a stripe along her slit. You feel her shudder as you put her legs over your shoulders. She looks down at you with half-lidded eyes, already looking absolutely debauched. You dive in, pressing sloppy kisses to her cunt and tracing her hole with your index finger. "Oh, fuck." She groans, clutching the sheets when you slip a finger into her pussy.

"And, I bet it feels really good when I do this, right?" You start to curl your finger inwards, looking for that spongy spot that makes girls squeal. "This is the G-spot, but I'm sure you already knew that." You mumble, diving back into her pussy. You slip another finger in and start to go in and out with the rhythm of your slurping. "Don't you dare stop that." Law barks, groaning at every little touch on that special spot. You mumble a mhmm, which sends vibrations right through her core. "Oh, I'm." She pants, "Something's.. I'm gonna come." You vocalize another approving mumble, giving her a shock of pleasure. You speed up your fingers plunging inside her, and circle your tongue around her clit.

You feel her spasm around your fingers, and are met with a surprise when she drenches your face. You pull away from her pussy and slow down your fingers, gradually bringing her down. "Wow."

"I did not know I would do that." Law admits, still flustered from her orgasm. You sit up to wriggle out of your own pants. "No shit." You crawl over to her, straddling her hips. You reach out an arm to tug on her tank top, signaling that you want it off. She brings it over her torso and you're breathless. You have never really taken a chance to admire Law's tattoos until now. Every intricate line around the curves of her breasts.

You move back a little to bring one of her legs spread to the side, angling your pussy over hers. You look at her through your lashes, a silent gesture to see how she feels. She gives you a slow blink back, giving you the go ahead. You grind down onto her pussy, finding a rhythm as you reach up to fondle one of her tattooed breasts. "Mm, fuck." You moan, picking up pace a bit and alternating angles to rub against her cunt.

You're absolutely taken aback when, in the midst of your grinding, she props herself up onto her elbows to slide her hands under your shirt. "Law!" You moan, still slotting your slits against each other's. She tears off your shirt and latches onto your nipple, swirling her tongue around it as you rut against her insatiably. "I'm," huff "I'm supposed to be treating you!" you spit out, whining when your clit catches along hers. "Mmf." Is all she says back, with those dark lidded eyes.

She bucks her hips up to meet yours, both rutting against each other now in the race for orgasmic bliss. She releases your nipple with a pop, letting out a deep groan. "I'm not gonna make it much longer. You're a damn good fuck." She sighs, grinding up against you. "Me neither!" You moan, leaning forward to pant. She lurches her head towards you, bringing you into a sloppy kiss. Your rutting becomes choppy as you feel yourself coming, moaning into Law's mouth. She follows shortly after, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you slotted against her pussy. "Oh, fuck."

You crawl off of her to head to your bathroom, dampening a cloth with water to clean the two of you up.

But when you come back into your room, you're not met with the nude girl you just fucked. No, you're met with the nude guy you technically just fucked. Your fucking captain. And he's met with one of his crewmates. Post-orgasm clarity hit the two of you hard, apparently.

"So, let's not talk about this again?"

"Yeah. Good idea."

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Law is Late

Content/warnings: Reader is gender neutral, modern AU, angst, breaking up

Once again, Law was late for dinner.

You were more than used to it by now, it happened regularly, to the point where it was more unusual for him to be home on time. You'd known what you were getting into when you began to date a doctor, of course you had you weren't a fool. Shifts would be long, he'd often come home and go straight to bed, being called in on days off for emergencies - Law had laid it all out for you. But nowadays it felt like his shifts never ended, as if he were staying at the hospital to avoid you. You'd have talked to him about it if he was ever home long enough to talk.

For months now you'd been feeling neglected. Even when Law was home he was doing research for work, or meal prepping for after shifts, or sleeping, or cleaning, or occasionally spending time with friends. That was on days when he didn't get called in for something. He never seemed to make any time for you, even if you asked. Something was always planned, you never seemed to get there first even if you asked weeks in advance. As if he were avoiding you. You could've meal prepped for him, or cleaned his apartment, or gone with him when he saw his friends. But no compromise was ever found.

Tonight, you'd made his favourite. If you were going to walk away, you were going to do it properly. You'd tell him to his face, and apologise, and explain yourself. But it was four hours past his shift ending, the food was cold, and Law was nowhere to be found. Not even a text to say he'd be late (though, you'd stopped expecting those). So, you wrote a short note and left it on the fridge where you knew he'd see it eventually.

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Pervert!Law is actually such a based opinion. like that guys such a freak and he can’t help it, look at him. especially in the more gooner pathetic type. like he’s always excusing himself to go jerk off, cus he saw you shirtless. And he’s always trying to catch glimpses in the shower, or cabins while your getting changed.

Even better alternative though, Laws totally ashamed of it and goes out of his way to avoid looking at you like that. but deadass just can’t help it, it’s in his nature to be perverted. he goes so painfully out of the way that he doesn’t even go near the rest of the crews courters, and refuses to shower with everyone else like the rest of the crew. giving everyone those big boiler suits. but he honest to god just can’t help being a fucking perv. making you bend down and pick stuff up so he can look at your ass, or insisting that you come and sleep with him when it’s cold so he can sneakily rut against you while you sleep.

Until one day you catch him sneaking a peak or you notice his hard on and Law would be so surprised that your cool with it and love how pervy he is.

Bonus points if partner is also very pervy

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Trafalgar law aesthetic

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First Time For Everything - AFAB Reader x FTM Law

NSFW, minors DNI & some spoilers for Law’s backstory

Content: afab reader with no specific pronouns, first time, virginity loss, oral sex, praise, fingering, 69ing, squirting, check-ins, mentions of sex toys & masturbation, mentions of fear of forced sexual assault

Notes* something for one of my personal trans character headcanons. Law is on HRT post top surgery, pre-bottom here so if that makes you uncomfortable in any way, this is your warning to read something else!

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Law clenches at the sheets under him the moment your body makes the mattress dip beside him. He’s been nervous for this for days, and now that it was actually happening, you can see the panic on his face even while he’s squeezing his eyes shut. He’s laid back against his bed, curtains drawn and lights out- but because it’s still daytime and the submarine is above water for once, there’s enough light pouring in for the two of you to be able to see each other’s frames.

“Sweetheart?” You call to him, trying to urge his eyes onto yours. He peeks over, and you shift to sit beside him instead of at the end of the bed. “You can tap out any time. I promise, the minute you say you can’t do it anymore, I will stop.”

He nods because he can’t trust his voice yet, but you wait to hear it out loud. Just to be sure.

The relationship you and Law had built together was built on the trust you two had in each other. First in battle, then as crew mates, and then as lovers. With that trust came the understanding of each other’s boundaries, and Law had very strict boundaries when it came to sexual situations. It didn’t bother you one bit- sex wasn’t something the two of you needed in order to love each other and you had made sure to tell him that. It wasn’t obvious to you at the time, but it lifted a weight off of his shoulders

Some time ago, he had shared with you exactly how much that sentiment had meant to him. He talked about how he had begun to grow up female and how he was lucky to have parents that understood or at least were OK with him exploring when he expressed that he didn’t want to be called a girl anymore, or wear dresses, or have long hair. That he would go by Law, and would express himself as much. Being prepubescent made it easier for him to hide that part of himself, and he was comfortable.

But when he had joined the Donquixote Family and Corazon had found out, there was something in his reaction that scared him. Something about how insistent Cora was about Doflamingo not finding out about this that haunted him for years- and with Cora’s death, he never got the chance to ask (and it wasn’t like he was about to out himself to Doflamingo to find out.)

For years, he had assumed the worst. That if Doflamingo had found out, it wouldn’t be the betrayal that would be Law’s issue. He was terrified of the implications that Doflamingo might have just forced him to do something terrible.

“You must think that’s stupid.” He had said, looking away from you with his hat down to cover his eyes. “To be afraid of something that never happened.”

“Of course I don’t think that’s stupid. It’s a valid fear, one that others I know have had before. Hell, I’ve even been afraid of getting assaulted. It’s hard to grow up as a female.”

He sighed, and you told him you understood why sex seemed like such a big deal to him. One little thing had terrified him for any encounter, and with all the trauma he’s been through, being vulnerable must have felt like being placed in front of his worst fear.

Suffice to say, Law was so appreciative of your patience and kindness. A few days ago, he had come to you in private and asked if the both of you could try, for the first time, to have a sexual encounter. If not sex, just something to try out and get a feel for it.

Now that the time was here- he had scheduled everything, being the type he is -he was trembling and scared, and you could see him trying to push himself into it. You were worried for his well-being, forcing himself into this.

But he finally looks up at you and speaks.

“I want to do this with you.”

So you crawl on top of him, placing yourself in his lap, before leaning down to give him a kiss.

It starts out soft and slow. You’re letting him lead you on this, giving him all the control over every action so that if he gets too uncomfortable to continue, he can easily pull away. But he swipes his tongue over your bottom lip and that comforts you in knowing at least for now, he feels safe with you.

In that moment, the world around you fades away, leaving only the electric connection between you and the enigmatic surgeon. His demeanour softens, and you pull away just slightly to press a kiss to his cheek, and then down towards his neck.

A heavy breath escapes him as you do. You’d only kissed his neck twice before- the first time had caught him off guard and he went as red as ever. It was a sensitive spot, and he liked it, but his battle with his vulnerability had stopped you from doing it too often out of fear of getting him going and then leaving him frustrated. Law tilts his head to the side with a relaxed sigh, letting you continue pressing those gentle kisses down his neck, towards his collarbone.

You lean back a bit, and before you can ask he peels off his shirt for you. You do the same to maintain the equal playing ground you two have going on, and his eyes fall to your chest. It’s not just the first time you’re seeing him undressed- it's his, too.

Your fingers trace over his top surgery scars and his inked skin, and then your hands trail slowly, down, caressing his skin with a feather soft touch. He moans for the first time and his body- more specifically, his hips, twitch at the action. 

“Eager, darling?” You ask him. You’re not trying to tease, but it comes out as such.

“Don’t make fun of me.” He blushes a bit. “Hormone treatment does things to you…”

“Oh?” You tilt your head, your fingertips trailing down his stomach and rubbing circles in his hips.

“What, you want details?” He scoffs, but the look on your face answers that. “Testosterone heightens libido. Or at least, it did in my case…”

“So you’re like…” You pause to try and find the right words and then speak again when you have them, “sexually frustrated?”

Law gives you a look, not appreciating being called out so directly. “... If you want to put it that way.”

“Poor thing. You don’t touch yourself?”

He looks to the ceiling now. He can’t look you in the eyes when he’s answering this. “... I do. Don’t most people?”

“Yeah?” You’ve latched on now, and your mischievous side kicks in while you slide your hands back up his chest and over his nipples. He twitches, and a small noise escapes him as you ask, “How?”

“How?” He looks back at you with a scowl.

“Yeah. I’m curious.”

“How do you?” He shoots back, intending to make you uncomfortable or flustered, but you’re ready to play that game.

“I like my vibrators. Want me to bring them next time so you can try them?” You shrug, as if it’s casual conversation. “Or… Maybe you have your own toys hidden in here somewhere?” 

His jaw drops as if you’d just said something awful, and he shakes his head with a twinge of guilt in his eyes.

“Just take my damn pants off and shut up!” He’s red to his ears now, but with his consent you shimmy off of his lap to do just that, and to take yours off as well before lying down on your stomach, between his legs.

You want to make a comment on how wet he is, based solely off the growing wetness that’s so evident on his briefs. but you figure you’ve teased him enough, and you don’t want to lose the moment with him. You hand hovers over the fabric, and you glance up at him for approval. The look in his eyes is delicious. A mix between lustful desperation and nervous anticipation, and he bites his lip before nodding for you to continue. Over the fabric, you start to rub your thumb at his clit.

He gasps and his head falls back against his pillows. The second you catch his eyes close you stop and pull your hand away.

“Law, hey.” You call to him. After a moment of silence and him just breathing, his gaze returns to you. “Are we good? Do you remember the colour system?”

“I’m OK.” He breathes. “Oh. Green. Please, keep going.”

You hold the eye contact for a moment more to be sure. Then you return the pressure to his clit and watch his face twist in pleasure. He lets out a soft moan and his hips buck upwards into your hand, so you start to quicken pace.

“Sweetheart,” you call to him again, “can I take these off?”

He nods almost immediately, but whines at the lack of contact when you pull away to do that. His underwear come off, and then the rest of your clothes go as well, and before you can go back to your task, Law sits up.

“I want to do something for you, too.” He mumbles. You were fully ready to service him today, but you weren’t going to turn away the returned affection.

“You got something in mind?” You cup his cheek, keeping his gaze on you. “Tell me.”

He looks you dead in the eyes, still just as red as before. “Sit on my face.”

“Oh.” 

Your reaction comes before you can even register the words, but then you break into a smile at his bluntness and nod. “OK.”

There’s an awkward moment while the two of you get into position. He guides your hips while you adjust yourself where you can lie across him and still reach to pleasure him as well. 

“Just. Make sure you stop me if it’s too much.” You remind him. You gasp a second later, feeling the wet, warm swipe of his tongue across your slit.

Your body reacts with a violent shudder. He doesn’t even bother giving you a moment before he’s exploring every inch of you with his tongue. The pleasure almost clouds your judgment and keeps you from remembering that Law’s wet pussy is right in front of you and waiting. Almost.

You take a moment to admire him- he cleaned up for this. He’s not completely bare, but he shaved down and you wonder if he does that often or if it was intentionally done for this special occasion. He’s got some significant bottom growth too- his clit twitches when you touch it, and Law’s quick moan vibrates against your core, which only urges you on further. You can’t fully see his hole from where you’re at, but smoothing your hand down the inside of his thigh to it proves just how turned on he is because there is no part of him that isn’t covered in his own slick.

He moans again when your fingers rub against his entrance and his hips buck up again, encouraging you wordlessly to continue. Two of your fingers push into him easily.

“Aaah!” Law moans into you. It’s hot the way his breath feels against you. 

You curl your fingers and he does it again, which is just heavenly. You can’t help your own moans from escaping the more he does it- and the quicker you finger him, the more frequent it becomes.

Your mouth latches onto his clit. You’re close, and the way he’s holding your hips secure so you can’t buck back into his face makes you want to bring him to the same level. He writhes under you, overtaken by the pleasure; your tongue caressing him in all the right places, your fingers hitting a spot that keeps making him gush more and more and god is it hot to see him losing control like this- this usually stoic, stone cold guy that’s been reduced to a wet mess against your fingers and keeps whining as he eats you out.

With the pure pleasure you two are gifting each other, it doesn’t take much longer for the both of you to cum for each other.

His mouth stays on you just as long as your fingers stay stroking him past orgasm, riding it out as long as you both can- until you both can’t take it anymore. You resist collapsing on him somehow and instead, with shaky knees, manage to flip yourself upright to lie down right beside Law. Still panting, the both of you share a kiss- tasting yourselves on the other before you have to draw back to breathe.

Your hand goes to Law’s hair to swipe the dark, damp locks out of his eyes. “You did so good for me, Law.”

He doesn’t know how to respond, so he pulls you to his chest and holds you tight.

“We have to do that again.”

“What, like, now?” You blink.

“No!” He reacts too loudly and too quickly at first. “Just… Sometime. That went much better than I thought.”

“I’m glad you liked it, Law. Really. Sex still isn’t a necessity, but I’m happy that you are starting to feel more comfortable with it. I’m really proud of you.” 

He smiles at you, presses a kiss to your forehead, and his eyes slip shut. “I’m exhausted…”

“Me too. Just sleep here, the crew will be able to handle you not being around for a bit.” 

He starts to relax into you. You cling to him as well, and smirk against his chest.

“I’ll peg you next time, if you’re up for it. I wanna see if I can make you squirt like that again.”

“Go to sleep.” Law responds almost immediately, holding you tighter as if it will squeeze the dirty thoughts out of you before you fall asleep there, still naked, and together.

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Law would never understand eating a sandwich with chips on the side after swimming

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Hey, Law... (FEM! Law x FEM! Reader)

Pov: You decide to begin your journey as a pirate which ends up making you meet quite an interesting girl... You don't think much of it until fate drags you back on the same path...

This is written as if it was a sort of letter directed towards Law mixed with some flashbacks.

I just watched Nana and got inspired to write this lol, hope you guys like it!

This fic will have a part two!

Warning: Sort of spoilers for Nana and One piece, curse words, a bit of ooc Law(?)

Hey, Law... Do you remember how we first met? I wouldn't be surprised if you had forgotten by now... It happened a while ago yet I still remember it as bright as day...

I remember I had just begun my journey as a pirate, I began at a place where not many people would say it's a good start since for many it's a middle point yet there I was... Besides if I had grown on the grand line I might as well start there right...? I was walking around looking for some supplies and other things that might help me out on my new journey since I didn't have much of a clue on how to start, at the time I didn't know but you were also there together with some significant faces I would get to meet later on...

"Excuse me but where can I find a library?" I asked one of the locals for directions, a library was a good start since in there I could find some maps and books of the grand line and new world if I was lucky enough. The small old man pointed towards the main train of Shabondy and I smiled softly at him muttering a quick thank you before heading off towards the train.

I waited in the station for it to arrive with a bit of impatience, I looked around trying to understand the people that surrounded me and immediately found you... A rather tall girl that seemed to be in her own world, you didn't even look back at me you just kept on silently waiting for the train just like me. I couldn't help but stare in that moment, you were pretty attractive and mysterious... It got my curiosity peaking that I didn't even notice that you had turned to look at me with a slight frown.

"Uh... Do you need anything?" Your voice caught me by surprise, it was nothing like what I had imagined you had a low husky voice that matched perfectly with your style. I blushed immediately and shook two apologetic hands in front of me.

"Oh gosh no sorry about staring..." I felt so dumb in that moment, yet all you did was let out a soft chuckle.

"No need to apologize."

"No really! I shouldn't have" I tried to make quick excuse, after all I was a tad bit ashamed of myself in that moment. "It's just... You're pretty dashing have they ever told you that?"

"I'm sorry" you answered quickly not even looking back at me "But I'm not into woman..."

My eyes widened at your comment, it was unexpected yet it didn't make me uncomfortable much rather I laughed taking you by surprise although I didn't quite notice.

"Why would you assume I was going that way??"

"And why are you laughing...?!" Your voice sounded so confused yet somewhat relieved as you spoke, where you happy I didn't see you that way at the start? I had no clue yet I was enjoying that interaction way too much to actually ponder deeper into your reactions.

I stopped laughing as soon as the train arrived, both of us made our way onto the train almost side by side. I checked my ticket for my seat and started walking towards it not noticing that you had not left my side at all... I looked over at my side as soon as I arrived to my seat finding myself with your dark greyish eyes. I flinched a bit yet I managed to smile in a sort of friendly yet teasing manner.

"Didn't you say you weren't into woman...?" I spoke with a bit of a playful smirk yet your expression didn't waver at all.

"My seat is next to yours..." You answered bluntly as you pointed to what was your seat on the train. My eyes followed your finger until your seat with a bit of shock, I immediately smiled as I turned to look at you.

"Ah, that means we'll be sitting together!"

"I suppose so..." Your voice lowered a bit much to the excitement of mine. I immediately made my way over to the side so that you could enter your seat before I took my own.

The trip wasn't exactly meant to last long but almost as if destiny had wanted for us two to keep at each others path there had been a lot of issues that dragged the trip on. We didn't specifically started off as chatty, you were cold and analytical, every interaction you partaked in was measured to a degree, but I didn't know that at the time... All I knew was that I was curious about you and your mysterious nature that seemed so drawn away from me at that point.

I took it upon me to start chatting with you although it wasn't hard for a conversation to start... If anything you started it, I don't know if you remember that...

"It seems the train is facing some issues..."

"Pardon?" I didn't want to admit it in that moment but I was so drawn by you that I didn't even hear you the first time, luckily you didn't take it the wrong way at all.

"We haven't moved..." You spoke gently as you looked out the window, I followed your eyesight confirming what you had said previously. We hadn't moved much since the main station which was unusual considering where we were. I couldn't help but pout a bit.

"Eh... Guess you're right..." I sighed softly and let myself lean back on my seat, you looked over at me with curiosity in your eyes.

"You were rushing somewhere...?"

"Hm?" I looked over at you with wonder. I smiled softly. "Oh, no... I just was a bit impatient to begin my journey I didn't believe I would start off so badly..."

I remember how you tilted your head to the side with a questioning gaze, almost a tad bit judgemental if I say so myself. "Your journey...?"

I nodded with a proud smile on my lips. "Yeah, I'm going to become a pirate and have great adventures, maybe make some friends too!"

I didn't know what you were thinking in that moment, you probably were shocked by the fact I didn't recognize you and just out loud said that I wanted to be a pirate in front of what at that point was one of the members of what was known as 'the worst generation' but yet... You hummed softly, a soft smile gracing your lips.

"A pirate...?"

"Mhm!"

"Don't you think that's a bit of a violent path for someone like you?"

"Hmph, it's only violent if you decide it as such..." I hugged my bag with a bit of a frown "I don't need to harm people or kill them... I just need to explore and learn a long the way in my own terms..."

The way you laughed at my small comment made my heart turn ablaze... It wasn't because it was unusual to hear you laugh but much rather because it...was your lips and mouth the one producing it. Although you were laughing at me I didn't mind, I just enjoyed being with you and making you smile... I thought it was normal at the time but I was so wrong... I wish I had realized that sooner...

I still don't know whether it was because of your company or because of the ambiance but I hadn't even realized at the time how long the trip had dragged on for... I just felt so comfortable chatting with you, you would listen to me yapping on and on about my dreams and the different people I had met with a soft smile on your lips, those rosy characteristic lips that spilled magic every time they opened... You were, still are, so straight forward with what you liked and what you wanted which was rare for someone like me who always switched from one thing to another...

"I just want to aid as many people as I can..." You said ever so softly, the characteristic sound of the can of beer opening interrupting your words with a soft tsk. I looked over at you from the top of my can of beer as I took a sip out of it, your words sounded so heroic... I didn't know who you were at that point for me you were just a stranger that had somehow up put with my shit and even willingly told me about your own shit.

I gulped down the sip I had been taking before gently smiling at you. "That sounds like a good reason to travel..."

"you think?"

"Yeah!" I beamed "I wouldn't be capable of doing it for one... So I really admire that about you!"

Your smile at that moment is still implanted in my mind, it was sort of... Bittersweet, almost as if you had remembered something or... someone, I'm still not sure who or what it was... Hey, Law, have you ever thought of telling me...? The mystery that held your brave, broken heart in chains...? The past that made you whither like a beautiful rose...? It didn't seem like it at the time but I'm not mad about it... Much rather it makes me admire you more.

It wasn't long before the train finally reached what, as funny as destiny is, was our destination... We, together with other passengers, got off our seats and onto the exit. I didn't want to end our meeting there yet I didn't even know if you felt the same

"Why bother...?" Was what I thought to myself as I got my bag and headed to the exit of the train together with you, you didn't even take any bag out, only your giant sword which you told me was named Kikoku. It struck me as odd yet I didn't think much of it... It was rather cute how you hugged that sword constantly.

We both stepped out of the train, I was about to say goodbye to you when I suddenly noticed two guys and a Polar bear walking up to you, you turned your back on me that time and headed over towards them.

"Captain!" One of the guys with an orca hat yelled out before saluting you.

"Captain...?" I tilted my head to the side as I watched the scene play out, both the Polar bear and the other guy with a penguin hat followed the orca guy in saluting you. You didn't even budge.

"Everything is ready to head to the Auction house!" The Polar bear yelled out.

"Perfect then let's get going..."

"Aye aye Captain!"

I was taken aback by the scene in front of me... My mind didn't fully processed what had happened until I saw our surroundings... Everyone was looking at you with fear in their eyes, some even wanted to pounce on you but didn't budge due to their will to live.

Hey, Law...

When were you going to tell me you were a pirate...?

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(Modernish op au??? (idk much about that type of technology but also the tech in op seems everywhere so could be canonical ))

I headcanon Law as someone who collects old/outdated medical tools and his most prized possession is probably an old outdated cobalt radiation machine

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Super specific late night headcanon:

I was thinking about if the Polar Tang was nuclear powered and that Law would probably help the crew dispose nuclear waste to just avoid problems from transporting it.

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🤠Cowboys You Say?🤠

Zoro, Eustass, Sabo, Marco & Ace 🤠🤤 x fem!reader

Had a vacation out on 93 acres in the country and all I was thinking about…cowboys.

Warnings: bondage! Dom/sub! Pet names! Praise & degradation! Vaginal penetration! Bimbofication! Rough sex! Spanking! Hair pulling! Yata yata smut lol y’all know I write nasty

Cowboy divider by @saradika (I’m just loving all of your work so much thank youuuuu)

@votaeto @zorosdimples thought y’all might like this 🫣

Acres of land as far as the eye can see was before you. Majestic and overwhelming but it was now yours. Inherited from your late father, Edward, you had no choice but to return home to his prize. The ranch he loved second ONLY to you, to precious for you to just sell.

Patches of woods and forests littered with game even open fields for horses to run wild until tamed. There was a beautiful garden that stretched around the ranch, a pond with a family of ducks. A river with a strong current that only the toughest even dare swim, flowing just along the ranch’s right side.

The terrain was intense but luckily your father made sure he left you a great team to help you out.

*smut under the cut*

Lumberjack Ace 🪓who jumps out his pickup truck shirtless, drenched in a layer of sweat with an axe resting on his shoulder.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who was saddened and shocked at your grandfather’s death but happy seeing his pretty daughter inherit the ranch.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who tips his hat and winks at you with a side smirk as he walks, “Mornin’ darlin’.” The freckled face and cut abs flustering you.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who pours a bucket of water over his head before taking the sweet tea you offered after hours of chopping firewood.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who cleans the chimney for you in your freakish city that gets snow storms. The grand line farmland a whirlwind of weather.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who flirts the entire time with winks and smirks. “Don’t worry babydoll I’ll have this house as hot as you in no time.” Tossing the wood he chopped inside with a dramatic sigh.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who axe throws intruders wanting to harm you

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause you’re his pretty cowgirl princess. “Aren’t you just a spitfire.”

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who fucks you hard against the trees he plans on chopping. Using you to see if they’re sturdy enough as your back rubs against the bark.

🪓 “Yeah pretty girl ya like that?” He’ll ask as he nips at your bottom lip making you whimper, pussy clenching. His cock will destroy your insides as the harsh tree rubs your skin raw. “Want my seed deep in that cute lil pussy of yours? I bet you do baby girl. Take every drop alright darlin’.”

Fucking your cunt hard in the forest as your screams bounced off the tall trees making him grunt as he paints that pussy white. “That’s my pretty girl.” 🪓

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Doctor Marco 🩺 who rode in on a fucking horse with flowers in his hands to show his condolences.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even studied animals in order to help your father when he stressed over his prized horse Whitebeard growing sick.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who made it a point to stop by everyday on his gorgeous marbled stallion, saying it was important for your health on such a secluded land.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who comes to your aid during the harsh heat when you almost had a heat stroke. “Wow there birdie~ can’t have you getting dehydrated on me.”

And !!

The treacherous winter when he finds you passed out in the house shaking still not used to a single fire heating the house. “Sweet bird what would you do without me~”

Doctor Marco 🩺 who sheds his clothes to warm you up the fastest way you can in the countryside. “Come here birdie I’ll keep you warm.”

Cock plunging in deep into your pussy to make you sweat. Your gasps and moans making him shiver, back arching off the bed. “D-doctor~ M-Marco feels so warm.” You whimper as he leans over pushing his weight on his hands.

“I know dove~ let me keep taking care of you. Make sure you stay nice and warm inside and out.” Marco’s thrust would be deep, really rough to make you sweaty and gasping. “I reckon I’ll have you feeling peachy in no time birdie.”

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even checks your gag reflex with his cock buried snug in your wet throat.

“Take a little more pretty thing.” Hand brushing your hair back with a gentle smile. Your eyes watery as you looked up at him in your pretty sundress soaked in your drool.

“There ya go dove doin juuuust fine.” Marco would grunt out as he shallowly thrusts into your throat. Cumming deeply into your tight mouth making you moan. Semen dripping down the sides making you whine and even messier.

🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who picked the prettiest mustangs for your father.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who supplies all the best horses in town. Even trains them too.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who washes your horses and loves watching you braid their hair afterwards in different styles. “I think thats one of my favorites sweet pea.” He’ll say coming up behind you all close.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who holds you close when a horse passes cause he too knows your pain

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who gets to train ladies all week but still doesn’t get behind them for a lesson, opting for his own stallion but insists on doing it for you. Saying you need the best.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who teaches you to ride. Thick cock brushing up against you as he wraps his arms around you. Breath heavy from the close proximity, “Doing great doll~” Voice raspy after a long ride of his cock brushing against you.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who buys you matching gloves for riding saying they’re the best and they’ll last the longest because of the quality but it’s because he likes you matching.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who wins all the horse racing championships

“Looking good doll.” Sabo drew out as he leaned against the railing where you were sitting in front row. All the other woman jealous, wanting his attention.

“How’s about I take a pretty lady like you out to a fancy dinner and a nice ride?” He winks at the last part hinting at a night of mystery that you so said ‘yes’ to.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who also makes you wear his hat when you ride him.

Eyes rolling back as he tugged on the knots, arms behind your back in reverse cowgirl like a leash.

“Just like that sweet pea move’em nice and slow fa me.” Sabo groaned out, voice raspy making you whine. Fat cockhead pushing past your cervix making you choke out moans.

“Ooooooowweee doll listen to you howl. Go head and cum on me ‘kay sweeetheart.” Sabo’s cocky when he fucks his fat cock up into your dripping pussy. His blue hat bouncing with his powerful thrusts, pussy squirting. “Now that’s a prize winning stallion! Fuuuuck!! I’m gonna have to breed you full after that ride.”

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Butcher Zoro! 🔪 Who brought you the biggest cow in the shop to show his condolences.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who still delivers fresh meats weekly even though you’re not sick like your father and very capable.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always offers to sharpen your kitchenware when he delivers the meats to ensure you the best.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who loves pulling up to you grilling or smoking some meats and seeing your proud smile when you used his ingredients. “Please Zoro! You just have to join me for dinner! I think you’re gonna love how the steaks turned out! It’s great cut.”

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who can hog tie the fastest in the countryside. Seeing him wrangle up that boar with his cocky smirk made your thighs press together. Feeling like a sinner in church needing a sip of sweet tea with the way he wiped the sweat off his brow.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always winks at you and tips his hat after winning the hog tying contest making everyone jealous.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who puts you in gorgeous knots and suspended ropes to stretch you out in .

“Dammit woman look at you suckin’ in this cock like a champion.” Zoro grunted as he watched his cock disappear down your sloppy throat. Spit and cum from an earlier load dripping all over your front. Pulling away he ripped your top open and latched his hungry mouth onto your breast. Your arms above you in ropes as you hung like a butchered pig for his taking.

“Prettiest little piggy to ever be eaten by me, I tell you what.” Zoro smirked as he left mark after amazing mark.

Tying your legs up and spread out so he can slide that fat ass cock all the way in with no interruptions. “Fuck yeah piggy lemme hear you squeal for this cock just butchering your insides.”

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Farmer Eustass 🤠 who still tends to your 100+ acres of land cause “Ain’t no way in hell I’ll be able to sleep at night knowing a pretty lamb like you is doin all the work.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who calls you almost every farm/animal he can possibly think of. Lamb, pig, mouse, bunny, chickie, calf, heifer

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who comes to your aid whenever you need repairs around the house, but only does them shirtless.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who drives the tracker shirtless in his overalls with a piece of straw in his mouth, hat tipped low. Winking at you when you give him a cool glass of lemonade for his hard work.

“Thanks lil calf but I think I might wanna drink on somethin’ else you can gimme me. Maybe some milk.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who buys you the prettiest dresses and shoes cause he’ll be doin all the hard labor anyways.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who gets handsy the fastest cause he can’t help but want to let out all his stress on you. Looking like a sweet lil belle that he wanted nothing more than to corrupt into his pretty bimbo after a long day.

Farmer Eustass 🤠who’s a total stereotype. Wanting a beer and his dick sucked the second he steps foot in the door. Don’t worry he always returns the favor 😉

“Been thinkin’ bout these lips wrapped around my cock all damn day out on that field. Fuuuuck- that’s it chick, slobber all over me. “

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who roughly shoves your face in the hay as he fucks you ass up in the barn. Spanking you and pulling you back by your pigtails.

“Good fuckin’ calf. Letting me breed you full till you’re swollen wit my kids, tits drippin with milk for me.” Hips rocking into your cunt with a mission to fill you full. Stuffing your womb full of children to run on the farm.

“Fuck-my little cow being so good. Stay just like that babe.” Spanking you as he grabs both your pigtails in one large hand. “Sweet little heifer letting me breed her like she’s supposed ta wit outta fight. Come on moo for your owner.” Voice raspy as he’ll grip your ass, fucking you hard. Hay scratching into your chest as you cream around his cock with a scream. “Soundin’ so pretty when you get loud like that fa me.”

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Law and comp sci nerd reader who makes robots and explains robotics to him

he doesn't know a lick of coding or circuitry but loves to hear y/n talk about it

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Bc I'm evil I like to think a single taki (the red ones obviously) can take out law

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I didn't know if I wanted it to be more like western movies or realistic because irl cowboys were just cowboys ..

Wild west (one) piece

(roles i think they would be in my head, idk)

Cowboy Luffy and his partner in crime Zoro

Merry and Sunny Luffy's horses

Salesman and gadget maker Ussop who has the best finest and reliable gadgets in town that seem to solve all your problems

Wagon maker and Railroad worker Franky

Teacher Robin and her deer Chopper

Saloon owner Nami : each time you go for a drink , your pockets are noticeably lighter

Chef Sanji who works in the saloon

Musician Brook who plays the upright piano

sketchy doctor Law with a black bear, Bepo, who methods ... are experimental to say the least but anything is better than death,

Lawmen Garp and Koby

The Government who threaten to take the land to make it their own

Dadan and the bandits who live in the mountains and steal the little gold miners finds

Fur trapper Kid and Killer

Outlaws Dragon and Sabo

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Wild west (one) piece

(roles i think they would be in my head, idk)

Cowboy Luffy and his partner in crime Zoro

Merry and Sunny Luffy's horses

Salesman and gadget maker Ussop who has the best finest and reliable gadgets in town that seem to solve all your problems

Wagon maker and Railroad worker Franky

Teacher Robin and her deer Chopper

Saloon owner Nami : each time you go for a drink , your pockets are noticeably lighter

Chef Sanji who works in the saloon

Musician Brook who plays the upright piano

sketchy doctor Law with a black bear, Bepo, who methods ... are experimental to say the least but anything is better than death,

Lawmen Garp and Koby

The Government who threaten to take the land to make it their own

Dadan and the bandits who live in the mountains and steal the little gold miners finds

Fur trapper Kid and Killer

Outlaws Dragon and Sabo

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Law taking care of Reader with a small tummy ache

Please tell him that you feel your stomach start to hurt, this man worries too much 

Leads you to your shared bedroom so you can rest and have the day off

Sitting next as you are laying down, he checks your temperature using his hand on your forehead

Uses his devil fruit to scan for any abnormalities,

you giggle and say it tickles and feels a bit odd and he lets out a heavy exhale and the corners of his mouth rise a bit

After seeing that you have a small stomach bug, he relaxes that you would be fine soon

Gently hands over your dose of medicine and watches you take it 

While working at his desk, he looks over his shoulder to make sure you are resting time to time

Brings you safe foods and some drinks for you to have

When you wake up from you nap, he brings a chair to the side bed to sit while he checks up on you 

Glad that you are feeling better or at least the pain is subsiding 

Holds you close that night , rubbing your back 

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Break Up With Him | Silvers Rayleigh x Reader

summary: rayleigh makes some pretty convincing arguments as to why you need to break up with your shitty boyfriend.

wc: 1.7k

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NSFW - 18+ Only - Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI - You Will Be Blocked

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warnings: afab femme reader, light praise, swearing, cheating (technically), reader in an emotionally abusive relationship, fingering, creampie mention, cunnilingus, age gap

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AN: you can imagine this as a modern au or not, you just have to decide if the conversation at the end is over a cell phone or a den den mushi.

Rayleigh warned you over and over again:

“If I see you at your door crying those pretty eyes out one more time, I’m going to steal you from that good-for-nothing boyfriend of yours.”

The first few times you shook off your neighbor’s flirtation with a scowl. Then it became a way for you to smile, because clearly this harmless older gentleman was just trying to cheer you up.

So you weren’t quite sure how you got here, back pressed into your mattress, as Rayleigh pounded into you over and over.

Earlier that day, your boyfriend was doing what he always did - flirting with other girls in front of you, refusing to acknowledge you in the presence of people he knew, didn’t even want to hold your damn hand. He called you his girlfriend, but you knew that you weren’t the only person with that title. So you sulked home, crying about how much you detested this relationship, and how you desperately wanted out, but didn’t have the fortitude to do so.

As you fumbled with the keys to your door, Rayleigh appeared as if an alarm went off in his house when you were having a bad day.

And he said it again:

“If I see you at your door crying those pretty eyes out one more time, I’m going to steal you from that good-for-nothing boyfriend of yours.”

This time you paused, and took a look at him - a real good look at him. Maybe if you had used your eyes before, you would have let him steal you away a long time ago. Rayleigh was incredibly in shape for his age, had a devilishly handsome grin, and oozed charisma.

You turned to him, back against your own un-opened door and said “Rayleigh, is it stealing if I go willingly?”

“Oh, pretty one, have I finally worn you down?” He said with a chuckle, moving to close the gap between you. Once he was inches away, he lifted your chin to look up at him, the pad of his thumb grazed your lower lip. “Want me to beat him up for you?” He asked, that devilishly handsome grin spread across his face.

The contact felt electric, and you already felt yourself warming up at his touch. “N-no, I don’t think so.” You said breathily.

“Hm, we can get back at him in other ways then.” Rayleigh softly pressed his lips to yours, testing the waters, but you wanted to take the plunge. You instigated something more aggressive than just a simple kiss, snaking your hand behind his head to pull him in deeper.

Rayleigh reciprocated the enthusiasm, clearly an expert in his field. His movements were controlled but suave, not too much tongue or sucking or spit, but just enough to satisfy you and then some. You knew you needed more.

You broke the kiss abruptly to finally finish unlocking the door so you two could go inside. Once in, door closed, shoes kicked off, you lead Rayleigh to your bed, and pushed him down so he was seated, your hands on his shoulders, standing between his knees.

“Pretty one,” he said, his voice thick with sex, “You’re not going to do anything you’re going to regret, are you?” His hands ran up the sides of your thighs and over your hips, resting on your waist.

You shook your head, looking down at him. “Absolutely not.”

“Well, let’s get started then.” Rayleigh’s fingers grabbed the waistband of your pants and pulled them down to your knees abruptly. He pressed his face into your stomach, wrapped one arm under your ass, stood quickly to lift you, then dropped you onto your bed.

He kneeled at the edge, helping you pull your pants off around your feet. He haphazardly waved a finger at your shirt and said “Get rid of that too.” As he started to unbutton his own orange shirt.

Of course, you obeyed, his control over the situation immediately turning you on more. As you leaned up slightly to unhook your bra, you heard his clothes hit the floor.

Your head laid back into the pillow, and Rayleigh spread your legs to get between them. “I’m going to make you forget all about him,” he drawled, the gravel on his voice going straight to your core.

He sat back on his heels, and you took in how good he looked despite being way more than double your age. His cock was nice too, truthfully, already hard and eager. If he could get you naked with a little wave of a finger, you wondered what else he could do.

One of his hands pressed the inside of your thigh, pushing you open a little further. Two fingers on his other hand moved up and down your folds, redistributing your slick that was already in excess. You hissed as he passed over your clit.

“My, my, you’re making my job so easy for me.” Rayleigh remarked. His finger tips moved to your opening, and he slowly started pushing them in, his palm facing upwards, and his eyes watch you for your reaction.

Feeling him enter you made your back arch at his touch, your dripping cunt making his task an easy one. The gasp that escaped your lips made his eyebrows raise up his forehead, and he seemed pleased with the effect this had on you.

Once he ran out of finger to stuff you with, he pulled out, marveling at the shine coating his digits. Slowly, again he pressed into you, then out, then in again, quickening the pace each time. He leaned over you, one hand next to your face, his fingers still not relenting, then dipped his head to take one of your tits in his mouth. As he finger-fucked you, his tongue rolled over your nipples.

Your moans hit his ears like music, and he reveled every time he got a new one, taking note of which combination got a reaction out of you. He moved to your other nipple, then started rubbing your upper walls in a come-hither motion, his thumb pressing against your clit. Your own arms were draped lazily over his shoulders, the tips of your fingers digging into his skin whenever he caused another zap of pleasure to run through your veins. If he kept on like this, you knew you would cum, and be reduced to a whimpering mess on his hand.

Rayleigh knew you had enough when your moan turned into something more like a cry for pleasure.

He straightened himself and pulled out, licking your juices from his fingers. “Mmm. Better than I imagined, pretty one.” You shivered at his praise, wondering how often he imagined partaking in you.

“I’ll have to come back to get a better taste later, but it’s not about me right now.” Rayleigh’s large hand wrapped itself around the base of his cock, pulling it away from his stomach as he leaned over you once more. “Let’s get you filled up.”

The head of his cock pressed firmly against your hole, then bullied its way past your muscles. Despite the earlier fingering, you stretched a little, gasping as your body molded to fit him. Rayleigh intently watched your face for discomfort as his whole cock entered you, your pelvis’ finally touching. His thrusting was soft at first as he learned your limits, but the moans he already coaxed out of you showed him that you two were going to get along fine.

“R-Rayleigh-” you stuttered, your hands holding his biceps. “F-fuck, it’s so good!” Bliss took over your brain as your arousal grew.

“Don’t tell me he doesn’t fill you up like this, pretty one?” Rayleigh teased, his voice deep. “This pussy deserves to get thoroughly fucked.” He rutted into you, the skin-slapping-skin sound infiltrating your thoughts, your blankets and mattress enveloping you as he pounded your wet pussy at the urgency of your legs wrapped around his waist.

Between this and his finger work earlier, you knew you were due for an orgasm. It might have been the illicit situation of it all, or maybe it was simply because a man hadn’t made you cum in a long, long time, but the feeling in your stomach was growing more and more persistent.

Rayleigh must have heard it in your moans because he sat back, one hand on your hip, the other hand pressed against your lower stomach. The pressure only highlighted how deep he was in you, causing your muscles to spasm around him, and with a few more thrusts, you felt your climax rush over you, draining your brain of any thought you had and putting “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck” on repeat on your lips. Oh, how he loved that.

That orgasm must have sealed your fate because this became a little more regular. The next week when you came home crying again, Rayleigh was there, letting you take out your frustration by screaming those same profanities into your pillow as he fucked you from behind.

It happened again the very next day when he invited you to his place instead. He speared you with his cock as you rode him in reverse on his couch, loving the way you became post-verbal as he rubbed your clit, watching your ass bounce on his lap over and over. That time, he couldn’t help himself, and came deep in you, but you just used his spunk as more lube to continue riding him.

His favorite time, however, was when he made good on his promise to get a taste of that slit of yours. Rayleigh’s face was buried between your legs, his glasses pushed up on the top of his head, his moans as he sucked and kissed your most vulnerable parts almost overpowering your own.

Your boyfriend started calling, and you tried to push Rayleigh’s face away, but instead he wrapped his strong arms around your thighs locking you in place. With a groan you answered the call.

“H-hello?” You asked, trying to hold back your moans, breathily exhaling through your nose.

“Where the fuck are- what’s that fucking sound?”

Rayleigh continued to eat you out, only getting more passionate as his ears took in the sound of your boyfriend complaining.

“I-I caaan’t talk right nnnow!” You cried, moans sneaking their way into your sentence.

“What the fuck is-”

Rayleigh snatched the device out of your hand, sitting up, then using his other hand to tap his cock against your lower stomach. “The pretty girl is busy right now, you’re gonna have to call her back later, son.”

He ended the call, then fucked you.