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delayedstrawberry · 17 days ago

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Be My Ride This Christmas

Summary: You’ve decided to get your husband Dracule Mihawk a special costume for Christmas, one that doesn’t hide his assets all too well. Things get a little heated after he puts it on, and you two have fun with some icing before taking him for a ‘ride’.

Fandom: One Piece

Relationships: Dracule Mihawk x female reader

Chapters: 1/1

Warnings: Explicit, blowjob, vaginal sex, dirty talk and cream pie

Word count: 5059

Notes: Heyyy♡ This is a smutty one shot between Dracule Mihawk and you during christmas, and yes…I’m absolutely down bad for this man. I celebrate on the 24th which is why I'm posting this today :) Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you enjoy! I posted this on AO3 first - DelayedStrawberry.

˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩ Be My Ride This Christmas ˚✩ ⋆｡˚ ✩

It’s a quiet and snowy night within the Kuragiana castle, your home is covered head to toe with Christmas decorations this year (as per your request, and much to Dracules’ annoyance). Although, despite your husbands’ initial grumbling words, he seems to have enjoyed the cosiness of the red and green colours covering each surface.

Shanks, Uta, Zoro and Perona left to go back home about 30 minutes ago, as they had come over to celebrate Christmas with you and Dracule for the first time, which went surprisingly well. Of course, it was a little loud due to Zoro and Shanks’ heavy drinking…but it was otherwise a cosy night with lighthearted humour and eating until everyone was at least double their weight. There were also a million presents exchanged, the six of you gathering on the couch and opening everything one by one.

Now that everyones’ gone, the house takes on a calm and intimate atmosphere. You sit sideways on Dracules lap as he sips his wine and which he occasionally brings up to your lips as well, he sat his ass down on his chair by the Christmas tree a while ago and hasn’t moved an inch. The lights have dimmed and the smell of gingerbread cookies still linger in the air, and the low glow of the fireplace gives your husbands’ usual strong features a soft contour.

You contently sigh and watch on as Dracules adams’ apple bobs up and down while he drinks.

“See, it wasn’t that bad.” You mutter softly as you tuck some of your husbands’ hair behind his ear.

“Hmph….You were right, my darling. Like always.” He responds in an equally soft tone, taking your hand and kissing your palm with a light smirk.

“My cold husband was even smiling.” You lightly chuckle.

Dracule gives a playful squeeze to your hand as he smiles affectionately.

“Well, it’s hard not to when I’m around my beautiful wife.”

“And with Shanks’ drunken babbling.” You mutter teasingly, making Dracule roll his eyes.

“I could live without that.” He says while nuzzling into your palm.

A soft chuckle escapes your lips, seeing the hint of annoyance in Dracules’ eyes as he recalls the evening. You cup his cheek, feeling your husbands’ rough beard under your smooth fingers, you can’t help but lean forward and capture his lips in a soft kiss.

Both of your eyes flutter closed as you savor the taste of the other, your tongues tangling in a slow erotic dance. Cookies, wine, porridge and a hint of cinnamon in your wet mouths get shared between you two as you make out, making you want to devour him whole.

After a few more blissful moments, you pull out of the kiss. You could keep going for hours, but you have other things up your sleeve for the night.

“I have one more gift for you.”

Dracule opens his eyes, his gaze returning to yours.

“Ah…the one you told me I couldn’t open in front of the others?”

“Mhmm.” You respond with a small wicked smile, making him quirk his eyebrow slightly and his expression looking at you suspiciously.

You move to get off of his lap, and go to the christmas tree where a nicely wrapped package awaits by itself. Dracule tilts his head to the side and sets his wine down on the table, assessing the present with curious eyes as you grab it.

“Here, love.” You say as you walk back to him innocently, plopping it into his big hands.

Dracule looks up at you as you stand in front of him, your hand reaching out to play with his hair as he tries to figure out what you're up to.

“You’re acting strange…” He states faintly.

You can’t help but giggle at his questioning eyes.

“Go on...”

He huffs affectionately, and looks at you for a moment longer before his attention turns to the package in his hands.

Dracule begins to unwrap it, his slender pale hands working the bow with ease. The material falls to his lap and he gently peels the tape off, his eyes flickering up to yours every once in a while to observe your reactions.

Your husband finally draws back the paper, his eyes widening as his present is revealed.

“A reindeer costume…?” He furrows his brow slightly, looking through the fluffy material.

“Yeah, love. One you’re gonna wear.” You smirk lightly, your hands going to his shoulders as you lean down towards him.

“D-darli-”

“Be my ride this christmas, Dracule~” You whisper intimately into his ear, before pulling back to look at him.

His cheeks take on a light blush, and your husband swallows as he processes your little request.

“Well, when you put it like that…”

You smile in triumph, squeezing his shoulders.

“Perfect, go put it on while I…sort a few things.”

Dracule nods slowly and rises from his seat, before taking a shaky breath. Your husband walks to the nearby bathroom rather quickly, apparently he’s gotten quite eager from your little request.

Once he’s out of sight, you dart off to the kitchen, rummaging around for a moment before finding the right ingredients and supplies.

You chuckle to yourself as you begin the ‘preparations’, mixing powdered sugar and water in a bowel, then putting the contents into an icing bag and grabbing a tube of sprinkles.

Before he’s done dressing, you wander back to the living room. You wouldn’t miss Dracule coming out of the bathroom with his new attire. So you set your stuff on the table, and intently watch the door with anticipation.

A few minutes pass, and Dracule finally steps out of the restroom. Your eyes widen with captivation, and a tingling heat shoots right to your pussy with a throb.

Your husband looks at you, his cheeks a little flushed. The shirt is cut at the chest and tightly laces around his pecs, alongside exposing his muscular arms. Dracules’ big pecs are on full display as the material of the brown costume wraps around his figure, squishing them out to make his skin look more plump, his nipples hard and red. There’s a festive deep velvet choker around Dracules neck with a bell attached to it, softly tinkling with every step he takes. There’s a pair of reindeer antlers on his head, neatly tucked between his hair. And god…your eyes trail down his torso, every inch of his body can be seen through the thin fabric, doing nothing to hide his large cock. The material at his groin is also extremely narrow, his balls jammed tightly against him, while his dick stays pressed against his stomach, and a slim line of the fabric going right up the crack of his well padded ass. On his legs, thin black stockings rise to his mid thighs, allowing you to still see his thick veins popping out, and a pair of white frilly socks on his feet.

You swallow as your husband walks closer to you, watching as his toned and defined leg muscles flex, his hips swaying side to side confidently the moment he sees the heat rush to your face.

“I feel quite silly in this, darling.” Dracule muses softly.

You get snapped back to reality when he speaks, your face faltering slightly as you see him looking so damn hot.

“N-no…you look…”

He raises his eyebrows, coming to stand in front of you, reaching up and caressing your arms.

“I look…?

“Like a sexy reindeer.” You manage to breathe out.

This causes Dracule to huff out a chuckle, his hands on your arms tightening in amusement.

You need to get back to business, so you take a quick breath and put your hand on his chest to beckon him backwards towards his chair.

“Sit on your chair, sweetheart.” You mutter with a shaky voice, your eyes still trailing over his body.

Your husband quickly obeys you, sitting back down on the chair like earlier, intentionally spreading his lean thighs.

You swallow for a moment as you watch his thighs part like that.

“Good boy.” You speak a little forced, your eyes still taking him in, his cock throbbing against the fabric at the praise.

You clear your throat, trying to clear your mind instead of focusing on the fact that you want to immediately pounce on him.

“Relax, sweetheart…”

He looks up at you, his eyes flickering to the supplies as you pick them up.

“Darling?”

“You’ll know in a second.” You say with a smirk, walking over to Dracule and getting on your knees between his legs, and setting your things onto the floor for later.

Your husbands’ cheeks darken, his cock looking like it’s ready to pop out from behind the costumes’ material.

“A-alright…”

You start kissing his thighs, getting a soft moan out of him, his hand instinctively going to the back of your head while his other rests on his leg. You work your way up, your tongue coming out to lick a stripe up to his inner thighs, making him softly groan.

As you get further inwards, you stop and lift your head as your fingers tug on the fabric at his crotch.

“May I? Mr Reindeer?”

“Please…” He mutters hoarsely.

Smiling, you pull the material to the side, letting his dick spring out and his balls no longer being strangled. Dracule flutters his eyes as he sighs in relief.

“You’re so hard already~” You smirk, watching as his red tip throbs from the slight stimulation of the fabric getting pulled off.

“I got a little worked up in the bathroom.” Dracule admits, his breathing growing heavier.

“Ohh how naughty of you. What brung it on?” You softly giggle, your fingers tracing the skin at his base as you tease him.

He gasps, trying to keep his composure.

“Thinking about you taking me.”

You smile to yourself, before taking the icing bag and sprinkles in hand, putting the tube on the empty space of the chair between his thighs, and keeping the bag in your hand. Dracule looks on as you do this, his interest growing.

“This may be a bit cold, sweetheart.” You mischievously smile.

‘What do yo-”

Before he can say another word, he gasps loudly as you squeeze the icing onto his cock, his body tensing and face scrunching up, Dracules hand tightening in your hair.

“I’m preparing my snack, quite down.”

Alongside trying to sound demanding, you can’t help but let out an affectionate laugh at his reaction.

“Baby, it’s freezing!” Dracule whimpers in annoyance, but he can’t help but let out his own laugh.

Grinning to yourself, you watch as the white icing slides down his shaft, making your mouth water and your body fill with lust. Ignoring his small whimpers as it coats him beautifully.

“You’ll be okay, love. I’m just going to add one more topping.” You say as you put the icing bag down, and pick up the small tube of sprinkles.

Dracules’ face flushes deeper, knowing what you’re implying, his dick twitching.

You open the cap slowly, making sure he’s paying attention, and angle it over his groin.

With a few flicks of your wrist, the sprinkles fall onto the wet icing on his cock, sticking itself on nicely.

“Mmm…you look appetizing.” You mutter, hunger deep set in your eyes.

Dracule lets out a soft moan, tugging you closer to himself.

“Yeah? How about you give me a taste~” He breathlessly teases, his confident smirk coming through.

You smirk and set your supplies on the table beside the two of you, and lean closer to his groin.

“Of course, my dear. I need to pay for my ride, don’t I?”

He looks down at himself with a smirk, before looking at you again and speaking teasingly.

“Damn right you do, I’m not free.”

You can’t help but giggle at his tease, your cheeks flushing as you lean in further.

Without wasting another moment, you press a soft kiss against his tip, getting a sharp inhale out of your husband. You feel like teasing him a little, so you lick up his length, collecting icing alongside sprinkles on the way, and opening your mouth for him to see the sweet mixture.

“Baby…” He weakly moans, the hand at the back of your head tightening further, while his cheeks grow redder.

You softly grin before wrapping your lips around the head, gently sucking, the intense sweetness taking over your senses.

He softly groans, his head falling back a bit.

Taking that as a sign to go further, you take in more of his cock, slowly bobbing your head up and down.

“F-fuck…y/n…” Dracule softly moans, his eyes on your mouth as his big treat slides in and out of you.

Your hand wraps around his base, making sure it doesn’t slip out, and you take him in deeper. And you can feel the heat in your pussy start to grow.

“O-oh god…” He moans, his eyes fluttering. The added sensations of the icing and sprinkles sending shivers down his spine.

Soft moans begin to escape your throat, the taste of Dracules’ cum mixed in with the icing is beyond heavenly. So you can’t help but bob your head a little quicker, taking him deeper.

Dracules’ breathing gets heavier, and his hand clenches your hair further. All he can do is let out moans and soft groans, his body feeling thick with heat.

“Please…faster, y/n.” He breathes out desperately.

You obey his request, bobbing your head up and down quicker, listening as his breath hitches. It’s getting quite messy now, the icing covering your lips and dripping down your chin…and the sound of the blowjob more sloppy sounding than usual. All of these combined are making you extremely wet, your panties already soaked through.

The glaze has slithered its way down to your husbands balls, making them shiny and sticky, the chair about to become the next victim.

“Yeah, just like that…good girl.” Dracule moans, his back slightly arching.

The continuation of your bobbing head sends Dracules mind into a haze, his moans becoming louder and more needy, his praise making you more turned on. You realise that the icing has started to drip onto his chair, but you don't slow down, instead you speed up. It’s also started to cover your cheeks, your quick movements making it slosh onto his abdomen and your face.

“Darling…I’m close.” He gasps out, his head falling onto the chairs back.

His words send a thrill through your body, you can feel your slick beginning to slide past your panties, down your thighs. Knowing that he’s close, that you’ll get to taste him, make your movements quicker than before.

Dracule moans louder, his back arching further as he’s close to orgasming, the icing sliding down your neck, now warm and very sticky.

With one more flick of your tongue, he cums heavily into your mouth with a moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your head from the taste. The glaze covers your lower face, and a bunch of it has slid down to your collarbone already.

After swallowing, you lift your head to look at him. He looks like a wreck, but not enough of one…yet.

You breathe heavily, your eyes dark with arousal.

“May I have my ride, love?”

“Yes, darling…but let me clean you up first.” He responds breathlessly, his eyes hazy as he looks down at you. “Although…to get on this ride, you need to get those useless clothes off.”

“S-sure.” You quickly speak, standing up and slowly sliding your clothes off in front of him.

As the minutes pass, Dracule looks up at you with deep warmth, watching intently as each piece of clothing gets stripped off of your body, his eyes wandering over your curves, his breathing mostly back to normal.

As you drop your panties to the floor, you’re completely naked. His eyes glance over at your wet underwear, his cock already becoming hard again.

“Good girl, my sexy passenger.” Your husband says seductively, his thighs spreading wider before his hands pat himself on the legs.

You eagerly get onto his lap, his cock in between you two, your legs on either side of his hips.

The icing is insanely sticky, but you couldn’t care less right now.

“Beautiful girl…” Dracule mutters, grabbing your upper back and bringing you close to him.

“You tasted divine~” You breathlessly moan.

“Then I’m sure you’ll let me return the favor a little.” Your husband smirks, taking your hand you held his icing coated cock with, and sliding his tongue around your palm.

“S-sweetheart…” You softly moan, watching as his skilled tongue dances between your fingers with ease.

He grins to himself, gently sucking on each of your fingers while keeping seductive eye contact with you.

Your coochie throbs with arousal, the slick continuing to trickle out.

Once he finishes on your hand, he leans into your neck and slides his tongue where the icing has slid down to.

You gasp, the feeling of his hot tongue licking up the glaze makes your heart pick up its pace, his breath thick on your sensitive skin.

Dracule sensually glides his tongue down to your collarbone, replacing the stickiness with a hot stripe of saliva instead. Moans fall from both your lips as he keeps going, your hips bucking against the back of his cock.

He licks back up your neck, making sure to get every last droplet he can find.

Your husband then starts licking your chin, intimately sliding his tongue over to your cheeks, before starting around your mouth. His hot breath against your skin drives you wild, and you can’t help but moan as he cleans your lips.

“I can taste myself on you.” He whispers with a smirk, still keeping his attention around your mouth.

“G-god…” You softly moan, the thought of that alone could make you release.

Dracule finishes cleaning you up, leaning back to check if he’s missed anything, your skin glistening with his spit. His hand gently slides down from your back to your hip.

“There you go, all better.” He grins, his eyes glancing down to your groin where your slick is dripping from your coochie. “Someones ready for a ride~”

Your eyes go to his dick, which has sprung up and throbbing once again.

“And someones ready for a passenger.” You can’t help but comment, your eyes gleaming as your cheeks flush.

He lightly chuckles, grabbing the icing bag off of the table.

“Do you mind?~”

“Not at all…” You mutter breathlessly.

Your husband pours the icing onto his cock, it’s not as cold as last time but he still flinches.

“I want your insides to taste like frosting for days to come, darling.”

You shiver at the thought.

“As you wish, my sexy reindeer.”

He finishes dripping it onto himself, then sets it back to the side.

“I assume you have a plan for me?”

Your hips lift above him, slowly positioning above his throbbing tip.

“Damn right I do, I want your icing all over my core…and I’m not just talking about what you just added onto yourself~”

He softly moans, his hands grabbing your hips tightly.

“Ride me, darling. I’ll be your good reindeer for the night.”

Before you can control the movements, you lower yourself so that your pussy takes in his tip, your eyes fluttering as he groans loudly.

“K-keep going, darling.” Dracule manages to say, his eyes heavily lidded.

You nod and keep lowering yourself slowly, making sure you both feel every inch of the other.

“Take your time, I’m in no rush.” Your husband whispers in your ear, your eyes rolling at the back of your head from his voice alone.

As you continue to take him further in, Dracules’ back arches slightly and his eyes roll back just like yours.

“Feels so…good…”

You nod in hazy agreement and lower yourself down all the way, moaning softly as your hands grab his shoulders tightly, the icing heavily dripping onto the chair.

“I’m going to wreck you.”

He softly moans, his breathing heavy and ragged as he looks at you.

“Fuck me as you please.”

You start to slowly move up and down his cock, the icing making wet squelching sounds, your husbands’ mouth opening to let out pleasured moans.

“O-oh god…you feel lovely, my dear.” Dracule softly moans, his cheeks crimson, his hands gently rubbing your thighs and hips.

You moan at his soft praise.

“Best ride I’ve ever had…”

He lightly chuckles, his eyes hazy with heat as he squeezes your hips affectionately.

“You’re the best passenger I’ve ever had, and will have.”

“Your mind’s too clear for my liking, I’ll have to fix that.” You mutter with a smirk, not wanting to allow your man to be able to laugh right now.

You speed your movements up, before sliding your hands down to grip his large exposed pecs, both of your moans coming out a little louder.

“F-fuck…yes dear~” He whimpers.

His hips begin to buck up to meet your eager pussy, unable to hold his body back, gently groaning as he does so.

The room slowly fills with the sound of hot wet sounds as your skin softly smacks his skin, the bell around Dracules neck starting to tinker slightly, but not enough to be noticed properly.

He brings you closer to him by your back, his mouth going to your neck as he holds you in place. Dracule kisses your sensitive skin, moaning hotly against you as you keep moving together, your bodies going in sync with the other.

“O-oh…darling…” He whimpers between pecks, his strong hands guiding your hips a little bit, pressing himself as deep as he can inside you.

You moan at the added press, feeling him fill your pussy with his rock hard cock, rubbing your gspot again and again.

“O-oh Mr Reindeer…”

Dracule gives you a bite, his tongue swirling around it while letting out a content moan.

“My sexy passenger…” He mutters to himself.

You gasp at the sensation, your eyes rolling ever so slightly.

“You're such an animal…”

He smirks at your comment, his breathing ragged.

“Wasn’t that obvious by the costume?”

Hearing his little tease, you pick up the pace of your movements, suctioning him in quicker.

“Don’t get sassy with me.”

Your husband lets out a louder moan, his lips detaching from you as his head falls back.

“Y-yes ma’am.”

You spread your thighs a little wider, trying to get as much of him as you can, your slick covering his cock from the base to the tip.

“Oh…Dracule…”

He groans a little louder, his head tilting further alongside arching his back, his breathing picking up as he holds you tighter, surely leaving a mark.

“That’s a good boy…let me hear you.” You gasp out, your movements growing quicker with each breath.

As your movements continue to speed up, everytime you come back down on him the bell around his neck gives off a soft tinkle. The chime in time with your rhythm.

“y-y/n…” He moans out, his pleasured sounds becoming more desperate.

Dracule rolls his hips in time with you, his movements deep and familiar.

“I can feel you throb inside of me~” You softly moan, squeezing his pecs tightly to keep yourself balanced.

“You’re so tight…warm..ah~”

One of his hands moves in between your thighs, Dracules’ eyes half lidded as he gently spreads your folds.

You softly gasp, your movements quickening at the added stimulation.

Dracule speaks between moans.

“Your…clit…needs some…attention…”

You groan at that, your cheeks reddening further.

Before waiting, his finger slips in between you, his breath hitching at the feeling of your wet coochie.

“Dracule…” You whimper, your body shaking as he tries to find your spot, which is slightly difficult due to you moving up and down.

But after a moment, he locates your bud, your body shuddering as he starts to rub his finger over your clit.

“O-oh…fuck.” You moan out, the feeling of his fingers getting you even more turned on.

“That’s a good sound…” He softly whispers, his eyes nearly rolled all the way back.

He spreads your thighs further as you keep riding him, his fingers moving faster with every bounce, his hands working you skillfully.

You let out a choked whine, the double stimulation making this more intense.

Dracule lets out a groan, the feeling of your wetness on his fingers making him dizzy, moving his cock up into your pussy faster than before.

“Good girl…get wetter for me…I want my lap to be drenched.”

“Mmmm.” You softly whine.

“Can you do that for me? My beautiful passenger?” He moans, his eyes locking onto your face.

“Y-yes…”

He moans at your willingness, his eyes closing again, and you feel a gush of your slick coming out of you.

“P-perfect…” Dracule softly moans,

After a few more bounces, you watch how his adams’ apple moves as he makes his sounds, his head tilting back to expose more of his throat. You feel the sudden urge to dominate him again as you observe how good he looks getting fucked like this.

You start slowly rubbing Dracules’ nipples with your thumbs as you gently bounce on his cock, wanting his mind to go completely blank and knowing they’re extremely sensitive.

Your husband groans, his hand slipping from your pussy and grabbing your thigh like the other. His hips going slack as he just allows you to take control, leaning back in his chair, widening his thighs and closing his eyes.

“Yeah…just let me ride you, love~” You breathlessly whisper, watching his face as he looks fucked out.

Dracule lets out a weak moan, feeling as his dick slides in and out of your wet coochie, the pleasure close to overwhelming.

“My sexy Mr Reindeer.” You moan, your movements growing quicker.

He softly groans, letting you take control completely as he sits there as a moaning mess.

“All y-yours…”

The smell of sex and icing fill your nostrils, a hot combination that drives you more wild.

You can’t help but speed up once again, earning gasps out of you both. The tinking of his bell growing louder and more intense as you ride him.

“I should get you…into…ah~...more costumes.”

“Yes…please…” He agrees weakly, his breathing growing more shallow and ragged.

Your fingers continue to play with his nipples, your hands squeezing his pecs from time to time. Dracules’ antler headband starts to fall backwards as he begins to get closer to his orgasm, not being able to keep himself composed.

“Who’s a good ride?” You whisper between moans and pants.

“M-...me.” He responds with a whimper.

You bounce up and down quicker, feeling close to your release and both your moans getting louder.

“So…perfect…” You gasp out, watching Dracules’ face as it becomes a mess of pleasure, his breathing growing deeper.

“That’s a good girl…my dear…”

Moaning loudly, you ride him faster, letting your instincts take over the speed.

“Faster, my dear…god…faster…please…” Dracule begs as his head is nearly thrown all the way back.

“Anything for my perfect ride~” You loudly moan, speeding up further.

“F-fuck…love…” He groans loudly, his tip throbbing as he gets even closer than before, the feeling making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

You feel yourself getting even closer as well, your hands on his pecs gripping and massaging. Your fingers flicking at his hard red nipples.

The feeling of his rock hard cock sliding in and out of you, is driving you insane. Your juices, and the icing, mixing together in a delicious mixture as you keep going.

His headband falls further back, and the bell around his thick throat clangs loudly, a sound at the very forefront of your session.

Both of your bodies start shaking, the intensity nearly reaching its peak.

“You look…so..damn…sexy…” You desperately moan out, your eyes glued to his face.

“You sound…heavenly…” Dracule whimpers, tears of pleasure forming at the corners of his eyes.

“Fill me up with your icing, love.”

You squeeze your pussy around his cock, making him gasp.

“B-baby…you’ll have all my icing soon if you don’t stop…” He mutters weakly, soft moans escaping his throat.

The sounds he makes are addicting, so you squeeze your pussy again just as hard, a loud moan leaving your throat as his cock hits all of your right places a little rougher than before.

“So…good…” You moan out, your hands holding his pecs harder.

“B-baby…”

You clench your coochie harder, a drawn out groan coming from your throat.

“Baby…I want to last a little-”

Dracule deeply and gently groans in pleasure as he climaxes hard and quick, his hot thick cum filling your insides, throwing his head back so far his headband falls onto the floor with a soft thud, his hands clenching you tightly with his back arched.

The feeling of his cock squirting its contents makes you orgasm as well, your slick gushing out and onto his lap, moaning loudly and hotly.

You ride out both of your releases, your movements slowing down.

He gently moans as he finishes, his last jet of cum pumping into you.

“Mmmmmph…”

The two of you softly moan from the aftershocks, your bodies quivering at the force.

Dracules hands glide to your lower back, helping you lift your hips for him to slide out, before wrapping his arms around you and bringing you to his chest, both of you panting heavily.

You wrap your arms around his neck, his skin hot to the touch.

He nuzzles into your neck, breathing in your scent and giving you soft kisses as he slowly gets back to reality. You do the same, kissing his neck gently and smelling his skin. Soft moans continue to spill from you and Dracules lips.

Soft caresses and touches are shared within the next minutes, feeling the others’ skin beneath your fingertips.

After your bodies have returned to normal, you both feel insanely blissed out.

Your husband leans out of your neck, before gently cupping your cheek. He connects your lips in a tender but passionate kiss, the two of you melting into each other.

You lean out of the kiss with a smile, and softly mutter against his wet lips.

“Merry Christmas, Dracule.”

He mutters back just as softly.

“Merry Christmas indeed.”

Notes: I hope you liked my Christmas smut, wish I had Dracule Mihawk waiting under my tree with his legs spread. Although, I did get one of his figurines! ♡

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