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I'm sorry sensei (ZoroxReader) - Part I

Sinopse:

Pre-time skip. Y/N is part of the crew of the Going Merry.

What was supposed to be a simple training session by herself ends up creating what she always feared, having Zoro upset and arguing with her. However, the relationship between sensei and pupil ends up speaking louder.

WC: 2.8K

I was still energetic, so I decided to go train alone at the gym that Zoro had improvised in one of the free rooms. As I go down from the crow's nest, I enjoy that breeze of another day that seemed like summer, the sun was still high but was slowly heading towards the horizon.

Although my form of combat was using a spear, Zoro insisted that I try swords or katanas. I ended up giving in, I couldn't resist that serious face that believed more in me and my abilities than I did in myself, much less getting into unnecessary discussions that ended up only creating a bad atmosphere for the rest of the crew too. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, the base was similar to the training I already had, it was just a matter of being a shorter weapon with more cutting surface.

He insisted on always training with me, and he didn't like it when I wanted to do it alone. I still looked for him, but he must have been sleeping in a more hidden corner. I could have looked better, but I was fidgety and impatient. Unlike his bedroom, the space where he trained was always tidy and organized. But that didn't stop me from being clumsy and going against things, especially the weights that were impossible to lift for a normal human being, like me, that were left under the window, which was also the best place to be.

I go to the wall and take out the sword I always trained with, with the red handle and red blade. I put on some background music and started practicing the movements that Zoro had taught me last time. In certain movements, I remembered the touch of his rough hand against mine, the weight of his body on mine correcting me, and the superior smile that he made no effort to hide, knowing the effect he had on me. I have to re-concentrate myself several times, until I can stay in that zone where the body starts to act based on learning and instinct. An instinct that still fled to the spear habit, and out of carelessness I hit the bar of one of the dumbbells with the sword, which makes it jump out of my hand and without thinking I try to grab it, ending up cutting myself and causing it to hit the weight and fall to the ground.

-Shit! - I look at my left hand and I had cut myself a little deep, I started to feel the burning and the blood flowing - No, double shit - I look at the sword and it was clear that I had hit something - I'm going to be a person with no future when he finds out!

I take a deep breath and grab the towel to stop the blood. Fortunately, the music drowned out the clang and echo of the sword as it struck. I look around and it was just the sword and me who had suffered the consequences. I put it back on and he might not notice, at least that was the vague hope I had.

I go to Chopper, who luckily was passing by on the deck, and I push him into the space that had been turned into a consulting room.

-I need you to help me and your medical confidentiality! - he looks at me, getting ready to ask how I had hurt myself this time, my fame was already known - And no lectures please, I'm going to be a dead person anyway.

The towel was already soaked in blood, and when I showed him the injured palm, he went into his serious mode and looked for whatever he needed, while I sat down in the chair he indicated to me.

-You were lucky Y/N, it's not deep but you'll need stitches - he starts to treat the wound - How did you did this?

-I was training and the sword slipped out of my hand - I decided to leave the detail of being distracted and the sword left with marks aside

-What was Zoro doing for you to end up hurt?

-I don't know, I was alone - I feel his gaze on me and I shrink - please don't say anything to him!

He looks at me again, but nods. But I knew he wasn't the best person at keeping secrets, so I would have to be careful and that involved avoiding Zoro for as long as I could.

And the maximum time was only one day, which would end miserably.

I asked Sanji if I could have dinner in my room as an excuse for having a headache and needing to rest, and I ended up getting lost in time starting a new book until it was nighttime and I probably should already be sleeping. Which made me wake up late in the next morning, but also avoided having to meet him first thing in the morning.

Or at least that's what I thought, because he appeared in the kitchen at the exact moment I had relaxed and was distracted from talking to Sanji, thinking he was already training.

-Are you better Y/N?

Instead of answering him, I take a bigger bite of the sandwich Sanji had left for me. He lets out a sigh, and goes to get a mug of coffee and sits down across from me.

-How did you hurt yourself now? - He looks at me and points to the bandage he has on, which makes me swallow hard.

-I just accidentally cut myself with my spear, it's nothing serious - I felt a cold sweat running down my back and I begged him to believe me.

He drinks some more - do you think you're capable of training today? -and he looks at me as if he were reading me, except it was Zoro with his simple thinking.

-I think I'll pass today if you don't mind, Chopper said to take it slow over the next few days.

Sanji, who was washing the dishes, comes towards me - I'm going to prepare you even more nutritious food so you can recover quickly, beautiful flower - says Sanji, filling my glass with more juice.

-Thank you Sanji, and for bringing me dinner yesterday, I was so lost reading that I forgot to thank you - I smile at him and he happily goes back to what he was doing.

I see Zoro rolling his eyes and getting up - whatever you want, if you change your mind, you know where to find me - I nod and when he leaves the kitchen I take a deep breath.

I go back to the room after Chopper changed my bandage and I just wanted to finish one more chapter of the book before going to dinner. I was picking up the book from the desk, when the door suddenly opened and closed. Even though I was still turning around, I could hear his breathing and heavy footsteps.

-How did you really get hurt Y/N? - I turned around and Zoro had the sword with which he had hurt me in his hand and a look of fury - Tell me the truth!

-Zoro, I... I don't know exactly how it happened... I got careless... I know I shouldn't train alone... I'm sorry

He approaches me and sends the sword to the bed.

-The truth Y/N! Why did you lie to me and say that hurt yourself with the spear?

-I was afraid of your reaction and I didn't want you to be upset with me...

-And you thought I wouldn't find out? The sword is stained with your blood! What the hell was going through your head?!

He clenches his fists, continuing to look at me. I had never seen him so furious, or use his voice in such a powerful way. It was precisely what I had tried to avoid. He was in front of me, upset and with that energy of fury for me being irresponsible.

-Why didn't you tell me the truth?

-I don't know, at that time it seemed like the best decision - I shrunk even more into myself - I just didn't want you to be like you are now with me.

-It's a bit late for that, don't you think?!

-I'm sorry Zoro, I know I shouldn't have lied - I start to feel guilty and the way he spoke to me makes me start to cry.

He approaches me and grabs my injured hand by the arm - Why didn't you come and meet me to train with you? I had already warned you that you were not prepared and it could be dangerous! You always end up hurting yourself or causing it to almost happen to others, if they aren't paying attention.

I let go of him and take a step back. I just didn't want him to be upset, I didn't want to argue, I didn't want any of that. Except, that he just said what he really thought, that I was a danger to myself and that he didn't trust me.

-I'm sorry, ok?! - I try to stop crying, but he had hurt me with what he said - I know I didn't act correctly, but... but I wanted to avoid arguing with you. I don't like it when that happens.

-If you had told me the truth, we wouldn't be here arguing now.

-But how much longer would you continue to treat me as a danger to myself? - the tears start to fall, as my voice rises in anger - Would you ever really let me train alone, since a blade is too dangerous for a clumsy person like me?

-Y/N, it's nothing like that. Don't distort my words, fuck!

-That's what you said! Is that why you said you wanted to train me? To watch every step of a clumsy person?

He moves forward and tries to grab me, but I move away again.

-You are exaggerating. You have potential, you're agile with a spear, you're just a little clumsy... but it never crossed my mind that you were irresponsible and went against what your sensei told you.

-Don't give me that now Zoro!

-No?! So how did you end up cutting yourself? Why did you hide that from me? Wasn't it so you wouldn't have to be lectured for knowing you did something you shouldn't have?

-This could have happened with you there or not. I'm clumsy, it's true. But there's no need to use that as an excuse to say that I'm a danger... - I hold back crying and look at him - Get out of my room, I want to be alone...

-What are you saying? I didn't say anything like that! - once again, he tries to advance towards me, but I dodge.

-Stay then, I'll leave! - I move forward quickly and push him by the shoulder to get past and run to the deck.

-Y/N! You're acting like a child! - I still hear him screaming, but I needed to get out of there.

I run across the deck, catching the attention of Nami and Usopp who were passing by, and I grab the ropes to climb up to the crow's nest. Zoro follows me but is stopped by Nami who grabs him by the t-shirt.

-What did you do this time Zoro? Why is Y/N crying?

-I'm the one who has reason to be upset, not her.

-We already know that perceiving emotions is not your strong point. What discussion was it this time? - Usopp intervenes now

-Leave me alone, I already said I didn't do anything! Fucking nosyheads! - he gives up the idea of ​​following me and goes back in, which makes me know how to breathe again.

I jump into the crow's nest and am startled to see that Luffy is resting there.

-You shouldn't have lied, he was just worried about you.

-I know, the discussion just ended up taking a different direction.. which is why I left out some details.

-Was it you who asked him to train you or was it him who said he would train you?

I look at him without understanding what he meant, and thinking that everyone had probably heard our discussion.

-Only after many attempts and almost dragging you, you let him show you and then accept that he became your sensei. You're his responsibility, and you got hurt due to disobedience - he gets up - no one thinks you're a danger or that you're getting in our way, you have a funny way of creating situations, you're skilled and agile like a fox, that's why I made you a straw hat - he smiles and before jumping he puts the hat on his head - apologize and accept your mistakes Y/N

He jumps up screaming for Sanji and food.

Two days spent avoiding Zoro. And when one of us happened to be in a space, the other would leave. I was reading against one of the orange trees when Nami appeared and stole the book from my hands.

-Hey! Give it back!

-How long are you going to avoid him? Enough of this environment. What happened between you two, this time is going too far.

-I don't know, I just can't face him... - I pull my knees back and grab them, shrinking myself and letting out a sigh.

Things got out of control, I was perfectly aware that I hadn't done the right thing. I hated feeling bad about him, especially because I missed him.

-But that doesn't mean that you stop following him with your gaze or vice versa - she kneels in front of me and lifts my chin with the book - You're going to apologize or I won't give you any more money to buy books ...

-That's not fair!

-You're also not being fair with him either. And you know that I rarely side with that idiot - she hands me the book and starts to walk away - every hour that' pass is less 50 berries

-Witch - I mumble to myself

-I heard that, it will go up to 100 berries!

I go in and close the door, leaving the bottle of sake on the chair where the swords are also standing.

-What do you want, Y/N? - he continues lying down with his eyes closed.

-Trying to redeem myself - I lean against the door and look around that space, I only realize that it was the first time that I was really inside - I acted like a child. I shouldn't have gone to train alone, much less hide the truth from you. I could give reasons, but I don't know why I did it, I just acted without thinking. It was irresponsible of me.

He finally decides to move, and it's as if he wakes up and sits up in bed. He looked at me, and I could feel that he was still upset, and was waiting for me to continue and say what I was there to do.

I take a few steps forward and bow slightly - I'm sorry sensei... I want to continue training with you and I promise not to go behind your back again - I felt nervous, I didn't want to argue anymore, I was fed up with that situation, I just wanted to get rid of that moment and we can be comfortable with each other again.

I was so focused on my thoughts, that I was scared when I saw that he was now in front of me, making me look at him - Don't do it again, you're my responsibility - his eyes shine, and in a movement that still I least expected it, he hugs me.

My heart races, it was so comforting to feel him enveloping me, I felt protected. Which was what he had always done since I joined the crew, directly or indirectly. I hug him back and rest my head on his shoulder.

-Am I excused? I... miss you Zoro. I hate it when we end up arguing.

-It's not the same to train without you, it's too lonely and quiet. The truth is that I like your company and that you're around - I try to let go of the hug, but he stops me - I'm sorry if I hurt you with my words, I care about you... you're someone I want to keep close and protect with all my strength.

What he had just said only made me hug him even more, I didn't want that hug to end -Thank you Zoro-sensei!

He ends the hug and slides his hand down my arm, holding my hand - you're important to me and I appreciate you.

I stare at him, not knowing what to say because what he had just said was a declaration of how he felt about me?!

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A cold heart cannot be warmed (Law x Reader)

Sinopse:

After the worst generation has conquered the long-awaited new era, the long-awaited future arrives for everyone. Where dreams can finally be realized and lived. However, there are hearts that are stuck in the cold of the past, which not even the warmest love is capable of melting.

WC: 2K

Relationship established between Law and Reader. It unfolds after the new era has been conquered and established.

"You can leave it, I'll finish cleaning the kitchen", I take the cloth that Sachi had in his hand and continue what he was doing. However, both he and Penguin didn't like leaving things half done so they finish what they were doing, leaving only the tables to clean.

"I'll take the food to the captain, he forgot again" Penguin was starting to place some plates of onigri leftovers on a tray. I let out a loud sigh "If he's hungry he'll show up, it's not like we're still in a fight against time, he might as well remember that his crew still exists...", unfortunately the words end up coming out in a slightly more aggressive tone than I liked. "Calm down, we know how he is, he just gets lost in his own world", he continues what he was doing but Sachi stops him, and then comes to meet me and puts his hand on my shoulder "Tomorrow we will arrive in Lvneel, we will be on land will bring good things" I grab his hand and look towards them both, in the vague hope of finding some comfort from the loneliness I felt, before returning to focus on what I was doing "How many times have I heard broken promises... I could understand when we had the objectives until the new era arrived, and after a lot of effort and struggles we manage to see this new world". I feel their eyes on me and that feeling that once again caused unnecessary concern, "Sorry, I'm just tired, and you know how I get when I spend too much time inside the polar tang. Go and rest, when I finish this I'll take you him what you prepared Penguin". In unison, they say see you tomorrow and don't forget to rest, and leave that space, lefting me alone. I sit down heavily in my chair, slump onto the table, and let out the sounds of frustration.

It has been 2 years since the crew was almost annihilated in the confrontation with Blackbeard, if it wasn't for everyone's quick action and teamwork to save Law and escape. After a few months, we met the Straw Hats again and a new alliance was formed to defeat him. 1 year ago, Luffy became the pirate king and we lost the race to find the one piece. However, no one could be sad because that person was the breath of hope that the world needed. And in a matter of weeks more changes began to happen within the crew of the heart pirates.Ikaku discovered she was pregnant, and with Hakugan they decided it was time to settle down, start building a new life, dedicate themselves to their new family and went to live on an island in the South Blue. It was a huge celebration with the birth of that girl, who was going to be a disgrace for her parents, it also meant a farewell that weighed heavily on everyone's hearts. 

This was followed by Uni's unexpected wedding, which was the result of falling in love at first sight, and it all happened so quickly that it left everyone amazed that he would give up everything for love despite knowing that it was always what he secretly believed and wanted. Jean Bart was the last to follow his own path, after being inspired by Usopp's stories and seeing the island of Elbaf with his own eyes.

My relationship with Law matured, and we spent so many nights in the room or on the deck, when we weren't submerged, talking about our own future, all the challenges we went through, after seeing cycle's close and trying to deal with the departure of the companions who were our family. It's something that brought us even closer together and fought readjustment. However, he managed to remain even more distant than before, spending days locked in his office with books and research, looking for the best island that the heart pirates could call their own. I tried my best to bring him to reality and I know that he saw and heard me, until he entered into that cycle again. No matter how much effort, affection and understanding he showed, I felt that it was often in vain and I needed something concrete and solid."Let's find an island and start building our future, maybe our own family, the time has come", those were the words that echoed in my mind, that kept the fire in my heart alive, that kept me fighting for what tomorrow would bring us.But no island was enough. We continued to be pirates in an era of conquering a name that we already had, but with each mission that appeared, it was where he put all his effort into compensating for the emptiness that sometimes weighed on the submarine. We continued to follow our captain with the same passion, but those words changed something in me. I wanted to experience the future that we could only dream of a few years ago, but that now was finally possible.

The sound of a chair being dragged next to me and a warm hug bring me back to reality. His arms wrap around and pull me against him, "You're lost in your world again, what's the reason this time?" I wanted to scream that it was him, but the words were stuck in my throat and an unexpected cry took over. I comfort myself in that hug, in an attempt to stop the tears that are already falling. "Why are you crying, sweetie? Did something happen?", I squeezed him tighter before placing a light kiss on his lips. "I'm here in a wait that never ends, being understanding and like everyone else dealing with the silence that came with their departure. My heart screams for the future you promised but that is never good enough for you", the fingers wipe away my tears, making my body shiver with that touch that I fell in love with, in the same circumstances I found myself in now. "I promise it will be the last island we visit and then I will make a decision", the look was sincere but I could hear the uncertainty in his voice, however it comforted me that he came looking for me and hugged me.I could protest those words, but we would get into an unnecessary conversation again, and I wasn't the only one who knew because it seemed like he was reading me at that moment. "What do you say if we go to the control room and expel Bepo?", he raises his eyebrow, that malicious smile appears, my weak point where I wasn't able to maintain my position.

That person to whom I gave my heart and who showed and helped me reach my potential as a crew member and wife of the death surgeon, was now in front of me arguing with Bepo. He explained it in the simplest way and without going into details to leave us alone, but you could see the veins of the little patience he had, and no matter how much time they shared, he wanted to maintain his friend's innocence. "Bepo, we want the space because we're going to make love with that magnificent view", the pale skin turns red and the hands quickly hide the features in the cap, while Bepo just puts his paws on his face happily and smiles to leave the space, but before saying some of his aye-captain to Law, leaving him now even more frustrated. "tsc, can't you be less direct?!", I grab his hand and pull him towards me, like the first day I met him I kept getting lost in those grey eyes "You know I don't, besides it's not that the reason we came here and you asked to leave us alone?" He returns the attack and grabs my waist "I need you!", his lips close to mine with a determination to only let go again to breathe as needed.

We had spent the last four days on the island, and I honestly felt like this place had always been my home. The characteristics of the island, the climate, the different cities reminded me of the island where I was born. The residents welcomed us from the moment we set foot on land, which only increased that feeling. Our name lived up to us and with those smiles, I knew that our legacy would go continue in history.

I was returning from the city along the paths laid out in the forest when in seconds I found myself on the deck of the Polar Tang thanks to his room "What took you so long? We have to leave in a few hours" I place my hand on his face and intertwine our fingers with the other "I need you, but I am no longer able to postpone a future that you don't want to come... For me, it has arrived and we are anchored in it. Law, I love you, and I know you love me too. In all the conversations about the future, I really wanted to believe that it was what we both wanted, but your actions say otherwise. Nothing will ever be enough because deep down you don't want to be stuck in one place or really build a family with me, because you're afraid that everything will disappear in a matter of hours and you'll be alone", shock takes over his features but I feel him squeezing his fingers and that confirms the words. "It's okay, I understand. Facing change is anything but easy, however, our friends who we consider family are choosing their own path, as they were always supposed to. I will never forget...", "No, it's not okay! Don't even think about finishing that sentence... I just need more time to consider, find a place for all of us", "This choice isn't up to you, it's up to each one of us" I hug him and give him time until he separates us.

"I need to experience the reality that you have always told me about, both in the past and in the future. My decision has been made", I held back the tears with all the strength I had left. Obviously I didn't want our story to end there, but I also couldn't stand being aimless and what I wanted not to be taken seriously."Don't leave me. It's true, I'm afraid and I'm terrified every time we stop on an island because of what happened now. You are my strength, and the one who always made me look forward. Please...", he grabs my wrist and forces me to look at him, which makes me can't take it anymore and my body gives in to the emotion "I have to think about myself. You're here, but loneliness has also started to take part when you go in search of excuses that only exist in your head. I can't stand feeling this way and having to hold on to the moments when you remember that I exist" I try to let go and calm the crying that made me feel like the worst person in the world. "This is hard enough, but I've always been honest with you", "Is this really what you want? Staying here?" In one of his affectionate gestures, he wipes my tears and leaves a heavy kiss on my lips, before hugging me "You are the woman of my life, I really love you for the person you are".

Promises that he would after those words were made but never fulfilled. Days gave into weeks, which became months, and ended up years. The heart pirates continued to exist, being a family that met from time to time, but without their captain who made the choice to isolate himself from the world.

It was Corazon's love that made Law become a death surgeon, it was the passion he experienced with the woman that he thought we would share his life forever, overcome the greatest battles and ghosts of his life. But both were still not enough when it came to facing the fear of a past that had left marks on a heart, which was in a closed safe in the office of a yellow submarine that continued to sail aimlessly.

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[becausesomething]

The farewell letter (zoro x reader)

Summary:

"You are my undoing! You taught me to love, to feel a happiness that cannot fit in my chest, to feel special and unique.

And now it's time for this love to teach us how to endure longing, not to lose hope.

Our destinies will meet again."

warning: nsfw, rough and carnal sex, established relationship

I needed to immortalize what I wouldn't have been able to say without the tears falling, without going against the oath that I had a way of saying goodbye to the love of my life.

Sitting in the aquarium watching what Ussop, Luffy and Chopper had caught, I got lost in my thoughts and disconnected from reality. Fortunately, everyone had already gone to their rooms, I stayed behind with the excuse of tidying up the space and having my schedule changed due to having spent the last few nights on watch.

When I couldn't sleep, that's where I escaped. It gave me a feeling of calm and hope. My body was charged with adrenaline, my mind was racing with emotions and my soul was processing and preparing itself.

I take the notebook that I always had with me and start writing. When I finish, I wipe my tears and go breathe the night air. The moon was full, which soothed my soul, reassuring me that this was my destiny, and my heart was slowly holding on to all the memories I had spent at the Thousand Sunny.

I opened the bedroom door and he was facing away. He had just taken a shower, the drops of water ran down his muscular body, making him even more desirable, as if that were still possible. He was a dream materialized on earth.

When he notices my presence he smiles slightly and comes over to me giving me a soft kiss. Before he escapes, I grab his hair and kiss him intensely. Our tongues were involved in seconds, the desire we felt never diminished, it only increased with each time we gave ourselves to each other.

He takes off the dress he was wearing, to be surprised that I'm not wearing anything underneath. The game of provoking him and seeing his reaction to trying to maintain his posture was something I couldn't resist. In seconds his posture transformed into wanting me carnally, with a look and a preserved smile that immediately left me dripping with lust.

The towel he had wrapped around his hip, which gave even more emphasis to that v, fell to the floor and the member didn't hide its hardness. We both wanted to become one. I push him onto the bed and then sit on top of him. I feel every inch filling me, while our gazes are concentrated and lost in each other's immensity. I pull myself towards him, running my nails down his torso and kissing his neck. Without mercy he grabs my hips and makes me go even deeper and my breathing starts to become laboured.

I want to feel it, deeper, stronger. The movements become rhythmic and deep, while our kisses leave us almost breathless.

He pats my ass and with the other hand he travels down my body, kissing and feeling my breasts, until he reaches my neck and gives the right pressure, making me whisper his name.

Rolling over me, it goes even deeper, and it's impossible to control that scream of feeling filled. The pace only increases, my nails are digging into my torso and arms. While he didn't slow down, he grabbed my breast and with the other hand masturbated my clitoris, which was asking for attention because it was so hard. Precise movements, screams and waves of orgasms invade my body.

Without mercy, he makes me get on all fours, with my ass sticking up. It was impossible not to provoke him in that position that made me feel so carnal and completely at his disposal. His hands wandered over my vulva, so wet it was dripping, and he made a point of teasing me with such simple movements on my clitoris that made me tremble with the wave of adrenaline that was still coursing through my body. He fills me again, now anally, making me roll my eyes with pleasure. Those centimeter's that were coming in and gradually increasing in rhythm, left me in a state of extraordinary ecstasy. Looking over the corner of my shoulder, I see the sadist's face and how carnal he is too.

With our bodies already sweaty and without slowing down, I feel him growing even more inside me. He pulls me against his torso and whispers something to me that I can't understand but I easily imagine what it is by going straight to my clitoris and starting to stimulate it the way he was moving in and out of me. It didn't take much for both of us to reach the peak and contemplate that feeling of paradise on earth.

We fell onto the bed, covered in sweat and the lust that coursed through our bodies in waves. I fit into him, with my head on his chest and one hand resting on his heart. As I feel fingers navigating my body.

I sneak out of bed without being able to look at how peacefully he slept.

I take his white shirt and put it on and my clothes are scattered around the room. I go to the bathroom to get ready and put the letter in the red scarf that he sometimes liked to steal from me and use.

I caress his dishevelled hair and give him a light kiss on the lips, when I was about to get up he pulls me, making me curl up in his arms and whispers "I love you". I hold back the tears and smile, "I love you too, king of hell." Just as he woke up, he goes back to sleep.

I take a look at his serenity, at his muscular, scarred naked body, covered only by a sheet, and close the door behind me.

"

Love is a complicated feeling. It is a feeling that emanates hope over the world. It's such a strong and overwhelming emotion. It is capable of changing a person, and leaving marks for eternity.

You were winning me over with your mysterious side. Always keeping your distance, but allowing me to get closer. Little by little our companies got used to it. The few words exchanged became conversations late into the night during nights on watch (even if it wasn't one of ours).

Given your persistence, I started joining some training sessions. Maintaining the distance and the relationship exclusively as friendship was already complicated with the complicity that grew, and it kept me hostage to just keeping you company and needing to get some fresh air when I saw you with your bare torso.

Those memories alone make my blood boil. Feeling the excitement build up, wanting to feel your body, every inch. Give myself up so you could drive me crazy.

Your stubbornness was as much as the image of mystery you portrayed, and I was also weak in that regard. I started joining your workouts, with your help, feeling your skin on mine. Controlling breathing and saliva. Keeping my mind in the present and not letting it get carried away by thoughts of how I wanted you to fuck me, eat me, make me just yours at that moment, show me the hell you would become over me. I know the feeling was reciprocal, as soon as you realized how my body reacted, you couldn't resist provoking it, as far as I was able to maintain my sanity.

It was a game between us.

The little hints of putting your body closer to mine. A human weakness that I played out in public. Your arm broke the mysterious image. Little touches, teasing with double meaning, stealing you for a second and throwing it at you and whispering to you what he wanted you to do to me and disappearing in seconds.

It was exciting, it was the way we related. We both wanted to, but something always stopped us when our bodies were pressed together and we felt each other's breath.

Until the day when insomnia became unbearable, the aquarium environment was no longer sufficient. I knew it wasn't your night on watch, I went straight to your room and before I could knock on the door, I was surprised by you opening it. You pull me towards you, wrapping me in your arms and you tell me: "please I can't take it anymore, I need to have you". That night our bodies joined together as one. That desire that had been building up over weeks, erupted between moans and screams, to show me the brute strength that surpassed my fantasies. I engraved every part of you in my memory, because it was in that intimacy that you showed me the Roronoa Zolo that no one else had been able to conquer.

That night was magical. And from that night that became a day without us leaving the room, my desire was to stay by your side. The nights on watch that started with conversations and ended with our bodies begging for just one more orgasm, the breaks during missions where everyone purposely put us on the same team and we looked like two teenagers with hormones raging, between games and kisses that ended up letting me show that it could also be hell or heaven on earth.

You are my downfall! You taught me to love, to feel happiness that doesn't fit in my chest, to feel special and unique.

And now it's time for this love to teach us how to endure longing, not to lose hope.

Our destinies will meet again.

"

The time had come to separate myself from the companions I had come to call family, to separate myself from the person who made me love more than myself, and follow my dream.

Be the person who would tell the truth to the world and stop living behind the scenes.

Find the 2nd parte here:

The StrawHats' Recation

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[becausesomething]

Maybe in another Life - ZoSan OneShot

just a smut and touchy oneshot after getting into the zosan zone and got obsessed! 🚬x🗡

-Wake up, mosshead!

Zoro just opens one eye and yawns.

-You're the only one awake and I could use some help cleaning up the mess that Luffy and the others left in the kitchen.

-tsc, I'm woken up to play maid?!

Sanji lights a cigarette to ease his irritation and having to swallow his pride to ask for help. But also suppressing emotions he struggled to ignore.

-There is a bottle of sake from the special stock waiting for you.

Zoro gets up, grabs his swords and heads to the kitchen, without thinking or looking twice at Sanji.

As usual, they divided the tasks naturally and helped each other. Zoro had finished tidying up the dishes and sits at the table, while Sanji finished cleaning the counters.

-More sake Ero-Cook !

-I'm not your employee, marimo, go get it yourself!

Zoro snorts, but gets up and goes to the cupboard to get another bottle. As he turned to go back to the table, Sanji, who was passing by, bumped into him. Their faces are very close and the tension they both feel is noticeable.

-Are you blushing for me, nosebleed boy?

-Shitty swordsman, be aware of personal space!

Zoro, in the heat of the moment, grabs him by the waist and leans him against the closet, supporting himself with one hand.

-Those lips...

-What do you think you're doing, idiot?

Zoro continues to look at him intensely, without letting him break his gaze. In that moment of tension, Sanji loses his temper and begins the kiss that would change his routine. As he had imagined, Zoro's lips, despite being rough, were delicious to feel, especially with that sake flavor. For Zoro, that kiss was necessary, he needed to have those thin, soft lips against his. What was supposed to be just a kiss ended up in both of them prolonging that moment so desired and repressed. Zoro lets go of his waist and moves away from him, picking up the bottle he had placed on the counter and sitting back down at the table.

-Will you accompany me, er-Cook?

Sanji, still glued to the closet, takes a few seconds to assimilate what had just happened. He puts his fingers to his lips, lets out a smile and prepares to light a cigarette as he walks to the table.

That spring night, when they had left Arabasta, emotions finally spoke louder than shame. Words that were never said, because actions spoke louder. During the day they continued their constant rivalry, but when night came and the rest of the gang went to rest, they both allowed themselves to let their guard down and enjoy each other's company.

(...)

Sanji wakes up and doesn't see Zoro anywhere, his heart pounds with fear. He goes looking for it and that's when he finds it. Standing, with torn clothes, covered in blood, and a lifeless look. "Nothing happened", those words cut deeper than knives or glass. That vision of the person he was beginning to love caused a pain he couldn't understand, but he didn't want to feel it again.

(...)

-Dumb browns, I missed you in bed.

Zoro finds him standing on the deck looking at the sea that night when the moon was not shining.

-You're an idiot, an idiot swordsman.

Zoro tries to grab him to steal the kiss, but is stopped by a kick from Sanji that almost hits him, if he weren't faster even though he was injured.

-tsc, what's wrong with you?

-You. The way you took that pain and are here  you are looking for me, as if you weren't all hurt.

-I only did it to save you, to save us all!

Zoro, taking advantage of being more muscular, grabs Sanji by the arm and in the movement of pulling him towards him, steals a kiss from him. A kiss that for Zoro was a drug to calm the physical pain. A kiss that for Sanji was bittersweet, because it was also a drug that he couldn't get enough of. When the lips come apart, their eyes meet, but soon Sanji looks away again to the sea and lets go of Zoro.

-Zoro-kun

The only sounds that could be heard were the waves hitting the ship and their hearts beating hard.

-I don't think I'm able to continue this...

Sanji lights a cigarette and expels the smoke, avoiding Zoro's surprised look.

-The pain of thinking that I had lost you when I woke up, the anguish of having found you in that state, the weight of knowing that you are too much for me.-I knew you were an idiot, but not as much as a weak-ass cook.

(...)

After Sanji finds Zoro in Sabaody, his heart doesn't fit in his chest. It had been two long years of living a miserable life and the thought that helped him overcome that hell was that his idiot mooshead was still alive, so there was still hope in trying to remedy the terrible mistake he had made. He just didn't expect to find a completely different man in front of him.

-I thought a lot, all this time... I still have feelings for you. No, I mean, what I felt never went away, no matter how much I tried to deny it or bury it. When I look at you... I still feel butterflies. I can't describe how happy you make me.

Sanji closes his eyes, feeling emotional as he remembers all the moments they both spent together. Zoro crosses his arms and looks him in the eyes.

-Listen Cook, ... Sanji ... After you rejected me ... more than two years ago ... I got over how I felt about you.

Sanji exhales deeply, in an attempt not to be crushed by those words that hurt like knives.

-Sorry - says Zoro, placing his hand on Wado.

-Damn, maybe in another life - says Sanji, lighting a cigarette and looking passionately into Marimo's eyes one last time before facing the rest of the gang.

-Maybe... Ero-Cook - says Zoro who is already ahead, hiding his expression.

english is not my first language, even thought I use it more than my native tongue. I try my best to adapt it 🫣

[becausesomething]

Loverboy (AceSan x Reader)

summary: Ace is travelling with the straw hats (not being able to not tease Sanji) and her girlfriend (reader) appears on the scene to cause even more reactions on Sanji

"Should we give the lover boy a taste?" - Ace asks her in a whisper …

-I've never seen anyone look so blushing and embarrassed."

warnings: 18+, mutual masturbation, oral sex, vag sex, mmf, voyeurism, slightly dom/sub vibe

wc: 4.6k

-You burned my meat! – says Luffy with a voice almost crying

-It's so you can learn not to steal what's not yours.

Usopp and Nami look at Ace with admiration who quickly manages to calm their captain from his possessive attacks over food.

When Ace finishes his plate, he turns to Sanji, who was in front of him – More loverboy! – and looks at him with a huge smile, winking at him.

-Just help yourself, only ladies deserve this treatment – he mumbles something else under his breath that it was not possible to understand and gets up from the table. 

Ace laughs and prepares to serve himself more, but Nami quickly passes him more food and goes to punch Sanji for treating Ace in that way, being the older and more civilized brother.

-What is that? – asks Zoro pointing to the sea.Everyone looks in the direction he points and Usopp wears his glasses and starts shaking his legs, shouting -A giant seahorse! - Zoro, Sanji and Luffy promptly go into attack mode – but I see a person riding him. – all the straw hats get up and go to the side where they saw that monster approaching, trying to understand how they should act.

They hear screams coming from those people, but without being able to understand what they were saying. Ace finally finishes his plate and goes to the bow to see the commotion.

-How can you be so relaxed Luffy? – asks Usopp, who was still shaking his legs – What if it's an enemy?

-It looks so fun, I want it too! – He was preparing to use his requests but is stopped by a punch from Nami

-Stop finding dangerous things fun.

Those figures were approaching quickly and finally they heard the screams - AAAAAACCCCCCCCCEEEEEE! – Confused, they look at him, who is still standing with his hat covering his eyes, but soon they look back at the person who continued to scream and who now seems to be flying in the air.

Y/N jumps off the seahorse and using the length of her kimono, glides in the air until she lands on the Going Merry head and runs to Ace who catches her and spins her, and when the two stop, they kiss passionately. One of Ace's hands touches his face, while the other slides down his back, while Y/N wraps herself around him and leans further into his body, placing her hands on his chest.

-Babygirl, majestic entrance as always. New friend? – she nods yes and they both continue kissing, killing their feelings.

Completely absorbed in themselves, they did not notice the reactions of others, which ranged from admiration, surprise and confusion, the latter especially from Luffy and Sanji.

Ace notices the looks and ends the kiss by caressing her face – This is my girlfriend, Y/N. These are the friends my brother made on the way.

-Girlfriend??? – shout Luffy and Nami

-A lady flying through the sky, I'm in a dream – says Sanji with his passionate looks and trying to get closer to her but stops as soon as Ace pulls her by the waist

-Nice to meet you! – she lets go of him smiling and waves to everyone.

-Hor... se o....f se.... aaa – says Usopp with a shaking voice and only then do they realize that the creature was now next to the ship.

Y/N walks to the edge of the ship, where the seahorse had stopped and pets him and whispers something, making him react and move away.

-Amazing! Can you control sea kings? – Luffy asks, his eyes shining and he would almost jump out of the ship, if it weren't for Zoro pulling him along.

She laughs – more or less, I can hear them and they me, it's all a matter of – she approaches Usopp and whispers something – communication – she snaps her fingers and he extends his hand as if asking for dancing – thanks big nose – she takes his hand and then slides in an arabesque movement until she returns to Ace who supports her

-She ate the noro noro no mi. She can communicate telepathically with animals and humans without realizing it, but with humans she consumes immense energy.

-What has happened? – asks Usopp, feeling confused

-It should have been me – says Sanji who stands in a corner depressed and is soon repressed by Zoro – even Usopp is luckier than you ero-cook – quickly both get involved in one of their usual fights being ignored

Luffy approaches Y/N and touches her shoulder – why isn't anything happening? – she laughs – I have to give a whisper command first – she whispers something to him and snaps her fingers. Luffy runs to Nami and wraps himself around her, making her scream and hit him.

Everyone laughs at that situation, while Ace holds her in his arms – you shouldn't use your powers for fun, you know it makes you weak babygirl – she laughs at how little energy she has – but you were right, they are fun

Zoro was already in the corner getting ready for bed – you should eat something Y/N, oh cook, make yourself useful! – Sanji gives her a deadly look but starts to slide until Y/N asks what she wanted and then points her to the table where everyone was before.

...

Everyone was doing their own thing around the ship, while Y/N was lying on Ace's lap under the orange trees.

-Did you missed me, boo?

-Always babygirl. I'm glad you managed to finish the mission early and came to meet me – he runs his fingers through his hair – but do you know what I missed most?

She places herself on his lap, putting her arms around his neck and nibbling on his neck – this?  – she kisses him, searching for her tongue and then they intertwine until they are forced to gasp for air – or this?

Ace holds her hips, forcing her to rub against him, and slides his hand inside her top, feeling her breast and playing with her nipple, making her let out a small moan – hearing you moaning – he says in your ear.

She bites her lip and begins to dictate the rhythm of her rubbing against him, feeling his member getting hard and growing right beneath her intimacy. He grabs her hand and places it on her but asking for it to be squeezed. Between kisses of desire and gazes that never let go, breathing starts to get heavy.

His hands roam your body, while he receives small bites - aceeee, I'm going to want to go all the way - he slides one of his hands under your skirt and goes up your thigh until he finds your already wet pussy - and I want keep moaning my name and maybe that will happen – he pulls her underwear to the side and touches her clitoris in circular movements – oh, keep going ace – pulls her closer to him, and penetrates her with two fingers and kisses her, preventing her moan from being heard by anyone.

Sanji had prepared some orange juice for Y/N, but before reaching the orange trees he stopped when he heard the moans that the two were making, and leaned against the wall, trying to contain himself. He didn't expect it to give him an erection. He imagined them, and wanted to see them and with no hope of touching them. He adjusts her member in his pants and touches it lightly to calm down. All the tension with the marimo was no longer enough, and since Ace had appeared it was more of a problem having to deal with that constant look and radiant smile. His mind was lost in those men who stole his breath without ever wanting to admit it, but now also Y/N who looked like an angel and upon hearing those moans he knew he could become a demon.

-Should we give the lover boy a sample? - Ace asks him in a whisper in his ear - you just want to tease him, I know you're dying to see him beg - he grabs her by the neck and sinks his fingers into her - and you got even wetter when you realized that we were be spied on - she moans his name in his ear and taking advantage of that closeness, she manages to slip her hand and squeeze him over his pants, making him moan.

Ace continued to penetrate and stimulate her, trying to stifle some of her moans but letting some escape on purpose - make me come - Y/N moans and soon after reaches orgasm - thank you boo - she gets off his lap and leans on her knees, kissing him with the adrenaline that still runs through her body.

Sanji was still leaning against him, he couldn't move when he heard Y/N ask and Ace moan. His erection was still hard and uncomfortable, and he continued to discreetly touch it to try to relieve himself of the pressure.

-Hey Sanji, Y/N needs to replenish her fluids, will that juice take long? - Ace shouts and Sanji feels a shiver down his back at those words. He had just been caught, they knew he was there all the time listening to them, he mentally cursed for being so weak.

Before he could compose himself, he sees Y/N coming down the stairs and coming towards him - next time join in, don't just watch - she leans on his arm and bends down next to the side of the room. Sanji's body to pick up the glass that was on the floor and when he stands up again, he slides his hand over his member that was still hard, which leaves him even more blushing, embarrassed and completely pressed against the wall - thanks for the juice Sanji- kun - she bites her lip and goes back up the stairs.

Sanji forgets how to react, starts sweating and swallows hard at what had just happened. He just hadn't been caught in the act, but he was provoked by Y/N who is in a relationship with Ace. When he manages to gain control over his body, he quickly turns his back and goes inside the ship looking for a place where he can relieve himself.

-And then I was the one who wanted to provoke him? - says Ace who laughs when he sees the embarrassment and small smile with which Y/N approaches him.

-I couldn't resist, you were right when you said he's so easy to provoke - she sat down and leaned against one of the orange trees next to him - but poor thing, I've never seen anyone look so blushing and embarrassed

...

Sanji was at the kitchen door taking a cigarette out of the pack and was getting ready to light it when he felt it pulling out. When he looks it was Ace who had used his powers. Both exchange looks, but soon Sanji looks down at the ground, trying to hide the shame he still felt at having been caught.

-Have you seen Y/N?

-No, but it must be with Nami-san

-How much longer will you continue to be embarrassed to face me, loverboy? We're all adults here, and we know what we want

-Stop calling me that. You are our guest, but I'm getting tired of all these provocations-It's your decision - Ace shrugs and goes down the stairs to the deck.

He finds Y/N talking to Nami about banalities in the office. He leans against the door, enjoying the smooth movements she made, and how the clothes moved, adjusting to her curves.

-Ace, where did you find her? She is so cute! -says Nami as soon as she realizes her presence.-She was the one who discovered me and made me fall madly in love - he says touching his hat with his finger and smiling, making Y/N blush and become a little embarrassed.

-You're lucky Y/N. I wish the boys had just a little of your chivalry Ace and didn't give me constant headaches - he laughs and approaches the two - but you do a great job of keeping them in line, especially my little brother, Thank you - now it's Nami who blushes and is embarrassed.

Everyone hears noises from the deck and when they go to see, it's Sanji and Zoro involved in yet another fight over some comment or insult, Nami sighs and gives each one a club, stopping them both from falling to the ground - behave, not even with the our guests you show a little of respect - they both mumble something and walk away to go about their business.

Nami puts her finger on her head pondering whether or not she should say that - now that I think about it, Y/N why doesn't Sanji treat you like all those exaggerations. It's strange, because when he met you he had his typical normal reaction, but then he calmed down. What's your secret? - she says almost begging - It must be because of Ace, because he respects him for being Luffy's brother - she says, trying to keep a straight face and not admit that all it took was discovering one of his weaknesses and a little provocation. Nami seems satisfied with the answer and goes back to her maps.

-Or because he's still embarrassed and doesn't know how to face us - says Ace, grabbing Y/N by the waist and kissing her neck - it's your fault that you've destabilized him since he met you - she says, melting in his arms - me? I'm just helping him to see if he can gain courage, while you managed to go even further - she kisses him and bites his lower lip - it is exciting and I didn't mind if we had a little more fun - Ace approaches the her ear and moan to her - you're a naughty girl

...

After dinner, the Go Merry crew sneaks out of the kitchen, especially Luffy, Usopp and Choper, to avoid having to help.~

-Where do you think you're going? - Sanji shouts with one of his legs already on fire

-Get some air - says Ussopp

-See the stars - says Chopper

-Run away so I don't have to wash dishes - says Luffy-Idiots! - each one gets a kick and ends up against the wall

Zoro and Nami took advantage of that scene and left the kitchen without being detected.

-I can help Sanji-kun - says Y/N who gets up from the table and goes to the three who were sitting on the floor and patting their heads - a lady who looks like an angel shouldn't get her hands dirty - says Sanji with his phrases but soon stops himself - we are here as guests, the least we can do is help

Knowing he wouldn't win that argument, Sanji says and kicks the boys out of the kitchen. Ace gets up from the table and starts to free her, handing things to Y/N. She hummed something softly as she moved her body subtly with the music in her head as she washed the dishes. Sanji was cleaning up the plates that she handed him, and looking at her discreetly, trying not to get lost in those tight-fitting clothes that defined her curves. 

Ace looked at Y/N and the way Sanji looked at her, wondering what her move would be, and he couldn't stop himself from smiling, because seeing Y/N smiling and having fun was what also made him happy.

One of the dishes that Y/N washed, still had too much water onwhen she passed it to Sanji, ended up getting her chest and belly wet, making the white top she was wearing stick even more to her body.-AAACCCCEEEE-she says in a sad voice and turns to him who was sitting at the table - you're really clumsy, come here and I'll help you dry off - she goes to him and sits on her lap.

Sanji blushed when he noticed that she was only wearing her top and it was possible to see her chest and nipples through that white fabric that had become translucent. He takes a towel and approaches them, handing it over - you can also use this - he takes a cigarette and lights it trying to keep himself distracted and leans against the counter opposite the table.

Ace uses his powers to create a wave of heat, but Y/N takes advantage of his hands being so close, she makes them feel her and steals a kiss - babygirl, low move - she laughs and bites her lower lip. Ace grabs her and sits her on the table, her hands soon begin to roam her chest and arms, while he kisses her neck and sends a few glances to Sanji. The one was once again frozen, he should go away and leave them but at the same time this time he was seeing things happening in front of her and something told him to stay.

Ace lays Y/N on the table and runs his hands over her curves and takes off the long black skirt with flower patterns that she was wearing, leaving her with just her still wet top and a black thong - don't you think she's so sexy loverboy? - their eyes meet - I... yes - Ace kisses her thighs and moves up her belly, pulling her top up to her breasts, making her let out small moans - ... she looks like an angel in disguise - Sanji finishes saying.

Upon hearing these words, Y/N rolls over and puts herself on all fours on the table, signalling for Sanji to come closer to the table, as soon as she manages to grab his tie and pull him to be inches away from his lips - oh yeah, that's what you think of me? - he swallows and nods. 

She sits at the table, continuing to pull his tie and takes the cigarette out of his mouth and smokes it. At that moment Ace had already glued himself to her side, stealing a kiss, receiving some of the smoke - What do you want babygirl? - she gets down from the table and pushes Sanji against the counter and leaning on his chest and without breaking the gaze of those gray eyes - being eaten by both of you - he gets behind her and feels her breasts, focusing on the nipples that were already hard .

Sanji is already hard with that provocation and when he feels Y/N's warm hands on his chest he decides to let himself be carried away by the moment - fuck it - he grabs Y/N gently and kisses her clumsily with the nervousness he felt, but as soon as she asks permission to let her tongue pass through, he relaxes and lets himself be guided, she takes his hands and slides them down her curves to one of her breasts and makes him squeeze them. 

Ace kisses her shoulders and his hands roam the inside of her thighs, lightly touching her intimacy, making her shudder and release inaudible moans, muffled by the kisses with Sanji. She stops the kisses and still holds Sanji's hands, makes him start pulling up her top - I bet you're dying to see me naked - those teases made him even more excited and little by little he gained more confidence in himself. He grabs the top and takes it off, making those voluminous breasts with hard nipples pop out in front of him. 

Meanwhile, Ace had already taken off her thong, leaving her completely exposed. She turns around and now focuses on Ace, she undoes his belt and undoes his shorts to find him hard and throbbing for her, she grabs him over his boxers making him moan hoarsely. She sits on his lap and rubs herself, she calls Sanji with a finger - undress for us - he looks with a wicked smile at the scene in front of him and starts to take off his clothes, leaving just his boxers, the volume was very generous and seemed restless to be free, he approaches them and sits next to Ace - I knew you wouldn't resist - says Ace and I pull him towards him and touch his face.

With that moment between them, Y/N gets on her knees and releases Ace's penis to freedom and begins to suck it hungrily, taking the entire length into her mouth. Sanji, distracted by that scene that made him even more horny, adjusts his own penis and at that moment Ace kisses him. He didn't expect his lips to be so soft, so easy to kiss, so natural to kiss. He responds and, being carried away by the adrenaline of the moment, he becomes a little bolder and passes his hand across his chest.

How many times had he thought about that moment, what it would be like to touch that brunette with freckles who had stolen his sleep since they had started traveling together. And now that was happening, but even better, because he also had a beautiful woman who shamelessly teased and intimidated him to the point where he decided to try what they constantly hinted at.

Y/N approaches them and kisses them too, ending up sitting in the middle of them. Ace's hands go directly to her clitoris in circular movements making her shudder at the touch and pressure and then penetrates her with two fingers, she wants to scream but Ace silences her by kissing her - quietly - he continues to penetrate her and she masturbates him with one hand and the other looks for Sanji to do the same to him.

Sanji, still trying to understand the dynamics, looks at Ace - she wants to touch you, let her, you won't regret it - he takes off his boxers and sees Y/N's eyes shine, completely occupied and surrendered to the pleasure. As soon as that hand wraps around his penis he forgets to breathe and lets his head fall back with that perfect touch and pressure - what a fucking touch - when he opens his eyes again he finds them involved in a moment of mutual pleasure while kissing passionately.

-Lean on the table, I need to fuck you. And you loverboy will watch while I make her mine, and then she might give you something in return if you behave - once Y/N gets into position, Ace slowly enters that wet, tight hole for both of them to enjoy every moment. She moves her hips teasing him and in return receives several spanks and makes him sink deeper into her - is that how you like it babygirl? - she reaches his hip with one hand and scratches it gently - it feels even better when we have an audience - she looks at Sanji who was watching them and slowly masturbating, recording in his memory the night he was living.

Moans take over that kitchen, despite Ace's efforts to muffle Y/N's moans. Sanji continued to patiently just watch them. Feeling himself being squeezed inside Y/N, he pulls her up and grabs her by the waist and groping one of her breasts - come here and kiss her - he gets up and quickly grabs Y/N's face who had a lost look of pleasure and lust and placed his lips on hers. She leans on him and when she orgasms she puts her nails on his chest and pulls him even closer to her, pressing himself to her chest.

She turns and kisses Ace, wrapping her arms around his neck, losing her fingers in his hair - do you think you deserve to taste me Sanji-kun? - she looks him from top to bottom, admiring that slender and defined body, especially the volume it had - I managed to keep you quiet and I have to admit that I'm enjoying being bossed around - she gives Ace a look and in return receives a slap on the but - just ask him, he's our toy now - they both look at him like prey, but this made him feel even harder.

Y/N lies down on the table and forces Sanji to give her oral and penetrate her with his fingers. Ace kisses her and then teases her with his penis, passing it over her face until she can suck it and even though her head is inverted, it doesn't stop her from licking it eagerly. Ace is about to cum, stops her and starts kissing her and sucking her nipples - it feels so good, deeper Sanji - she bends her back revealing that she was close to cumming again, this time in her mouth. The cook who salivated even more waiting for that moment when he could say he helped her.

Ace kisses her while stimulating her nipples and adrenaline, but once the orgasm takes over Y/N's body, pouring himself into Sanji's fingers and mouth that only increase that rhythm - ACE, SANJI!

She bites her lip when that idea crosses her mind - I know that wicked smile Y/N - Ace approaches her and bites her neck and holds her by the waist. She goes to Sanji who was sitting at the table and I run my fingers along the length - now that you've provoked me, what do you think about trying Ace too? - he blushes but his penis shows another reaction - I... I don't know... I... want it but what about... ma - before he finishes the sentence, Y/N puts her finger on his lips and starts making back and forth movements they come on the penis - it's a simple yes or no answer - he nods yes.

She sits on his lap, rubbing against him and giving him small kisses on the lips - you're behaving well. forget it because tonight you are only ours.

Ace sits down and Sanji positions himself between his legs, flushed and embarrassed. Even though he was hard and did everything he was being told to do, it made him a lot more excited than he wanted to admit. He grabs Ace's length and begins to suck his head and gradually sinks it into his mouth, when he hears an almost imperceptible moan, he begins to suck it as if it were the most delicious thing in the world while his tongue roams by the glans.

-You're so naughty Y/N - he lets out another moan in her mouth - but you're loving it - he pulls her by the hair and bites her lower lip - touch yourself for me! - she licks her fingers and penetrates herself looking into his eyes and he devours that image of her being open to him while being swallowed by his crush on her knees - fuck, this is hard to take - he moans hoarsely - babygirl come here , two is always better than one!

She kneels next to Sanji and while he licks his balls, she runs her tongue along Ace's length until she starts sucking him. Her hands grab Sanji's penis to masturbate him and make him moan, finally feeling skin that isn't hers. Both of their lips meet in kisses on Ace's glans, who was lost in the view he had at his feet. It didn't take long for Ace to release himself into Sanji's mouth and in turn Sanji found himself in Y/N's hands. She kisses him, still feeling Ace's hot liquid in his mouth and asking for some, surprising him.

They were lying in a corner of the kitchen, Y/N leaning against Ace's arm, and Sanji next to him trying to maintain a certain distance.-Getting sleepy babygirl? - Ace asks and gives her a kiss on the forehead, before she gets up and gets dressed again. He turns to Sanji and puts his hand over his - Sanji, what happened is our secret, no one will find out. Don't be so serious, you look more beautiful when you smile - Sanji intertwines his fingers and gives a shy smile - thanks for the experience, I... I really liked it - Ace smiles radiantly and caresses his face, placing a kiss on his shoulder.

Ace decides to break the silence that has settled in - you surprised me! I didn't expect you to actually get together and end up stopping ignoring your needs - he takes a drag of his cigarette - it was just one night where I decided to not give a fuck - ace smiles and adjusts his hat - of course loverboy, how can you sleep better, but you should apply that to other cases - he gets up and drinks the rest of the sake that was in the glass - can I ask you one last thing? - interrupted by those words he stops and Sanji approaches him. Without giving Ace time to react, he grabs him around the waist and gives him a needy kiss, which is reciprocated-  as I thought, the need wasn't just mine - Ace catches his breath and leaves the kitchen - until next time loverboy

Sanji, after drinking the rest of his glass, goes to the balcony to the deck and lights another cigarette. His attention is directed to Zoro who is climbing to the crow's nest for another night on watch.

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I'm sorry sensei (ZoroxReader) - Part II

Part I

Sinopse:

Pre-time skip. Y/N is part of the crew of the Going Merry.

What was supposed to be a simple training session by herself ends up creating what she always feared, having Zoro upset and arguing with her. However, the relationship between sensei and pupil ends up speaking louder.

W.C.: 1.9 K

My heart was racing, my breathing was heavy, my body screamed to run away but my mind became increasingly clouded by having that penetrating gaze on me and the gentle but unyielding grip on my arm. He closes the distance between us, which makes me get nervous and take a step back trying to free myself from him.

-hum, what I want to say is tomorrow we'll go back to training - he lets me go and scratches his head - thanks for the sake - and a small smile forms in the corner of his mouth, it's something new.

Completely caught up by that change in behavior, I just make a small bow, leave the room as quickly as possible, run through the corridor, deck and up to the crow's nest, where I hoped to find some peace and put my thoughts in order, especially calm the anxiety that I was feeling at that moment.

I was shaking, I felt nervous but with a different fear. I sit on the floor with my legs resting on my knees and let out a scream as if that would give answers to the questions or doubts. Did I have feelings for him and it wasn't just affection and admiration? Could it be that the joy of being with him, of feeling him against my body when training, of getting rare smiles, of feeling protected, was what people called love?

Zoro POV

I watch the door close and his figure disappear, and with that I feel an overwhelming distance consume me. How could he have been so stupid to tell her how I felt like that. I pick up the bottle that was on the chair and drink until I need air.

-It's good, but it has a bitter taste. I'm sure she asked the idiot eyebrow and he did it on purpose by giving her something cheap.

I sit violently on the bed, with the bottle still in my hand and with the other hand I play with my hair in an attempt to stop thinking.

I'm an idiot! It's obvious that she doesn't feel the same way, I am just her sensei and a friend. But the way she didn't respond and kept looking at me, it's like she was processing it and maybe, maybe she would respond back. But I had to cut the mood and come up with a shitty answer and miss the moment.

I look at the katanas and the best thing would be to go train to stay focused other than on my thoughts. But with the bottle still in my hand and the smell of rose perfume in my room, the desire to go after her and get an answer grows. If I let this opportunity pass, the chance of a strange and uncomfortable environment being created is huge, and then we even end up fighting over something stupid and avoiding each other for a while is even bigger.

I drink some more from the bottle and let out a sigh filled with regret. I should have kissed her instead of letting her pull back and create space between us. Those small but full lips, always in a pink tone, that form such a precious smile for me. I saw it in her eyes, they also shone and penetrated mine, speaking for all the moments we've shared.

Or is it just my brain playing tricks and I'm letting myself be carried away by unnecessary emotions. Even though I know the serious face she makes when she is focused on training, the look that transforms into a fierce one when facing an enemy, or a loving one when she feels happy and smiling, or admiration when she listens and watches carefully what I explain to her. How her body shivers and stops for microseconds when she feels my touch when I help her with her training or just pay attention and prevent her from hurting herself by being so distracted. How she relaxes and melts against my shoulder after an intense workout, keeping me company when it's my night watch and she can't sleep, or simply fascinated by the wonders of the ocean looking at the horizon. Her personality could be explosive and clumsy, but she always had a response to fight back when nothing went in her favor, but her determination and tenderness captivated those around her. The softness in her words in contrast to her intensity and vigor.

Even before Luffy realized how she had played a double game as a bounty hunter to allow us to escape from the marines, and in the midst of the typical mess he had arranged and invited her to join the crew, I already wanted her to come with me. Not because of the same profession from the past, but because of how the graceful way she moved and the agility she showed with the spear. The sadistic smile when fighting against those who would stand in her way, in contrast to the softness of her concentrated gaze. I was captivated, and would never admit the happiness and relief I felt to her hysterical yes and almost leave Luffy breathless in a hug. I would be able to continue to enjoy her, have her company and get to know her like no one else had ever done before.

I put my hand on the t-shirt and I could still feel its fragrance weakened in the fabric - What do I do? I can't wait... I need to... No! I want to know her answer! - I finish drinking that poor quality bitter liquid and leave the room with the mission of not letting her escape any further.

Y/N POV

The sound of my thoughts were still louder than the music on my player. At least the horizon was a vision of contrasting blues that made me feel small but free. I wish I could put myself into a barrel and drift away in the ocean so I wouldn't have to face it again.

Knowing him, he wouldn't come looking for me, it would be as if nothing had happened. There would probably be a strange atmosphere but training would always come first, so eventually it would be water under the bridge. I just needed to control my reactions and forget the way he grabbed me, the words full of feelings that came out of that mouth where I lost sight more times than I liked to admit.

I move on to the next song and support myself with my head on my arms.

I just needed to ask Ussop to swap the night watch with me and come up with an excuse to have dinner later, that way I would have time to prepare for the next day, when I would have to face him and make even more of an effort not to get distracted.

-All of this was just a dream and we only had one more unnecessary fight when I went to apologize, that's it! Tomorrow I just have to put on my stubborn attitude and everything will go back to normal.

Someone tries to grab me by the arm, instinct kicks in and a punch aimed at the face is thrown. It was Zoro, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, because he was taken by surprise and the area of ​​the punch was already turning red and would probably leave a mark. But the worst part was the irritated look on his face, which always made me apprehensive.

-Zo! It was unintentional. Sorry, I... you... scared me!

He brings his hand to his face and massages it, I still think about doing the same but something is stopping me, that look that keeps staring at me and I can't decipher it.

-Do you really want it to be just a dream or to become reality?

I look at him confused, could it be that my strength was that exaggerated and I caused more damage to his moony brain than a brief slap since it was Zoro.

-I called you when I went up but you didn't hear or notice me, only when I touched you - he lets out a sigh of displeasure - that's why I heard what you said about preferring to ignore our conversation earlier and still be sullen as if it were the most natural attitude to take...

-As if you have great morals to speak of! It's not just me who has a shitty personality and...

-Y/N! - he takes my arm again but this time so carefully that I felt his rough skin against mine - Stop running away, please. I'm trying to communicate instead of acting like an idiot who has no feelings. And I'm not leaving here without hearing an answer from you.

He looks at me and tries to close the distance but I break free and cross my arms.

-What answer? I don't remember you asking any questions... you just said how much you appreciated me and how important I was. We are companions, friends, you are my sensei, it is completely normal.

-Damn woman, I wanted the conversation to be natural but you can be a piece of work

It was difficult to maintain my posture, I felt a cold sweat running down my back, my hands were sweaty, my heart was beating strong and fast, I felt tingling throughout my body. I needed to hear him say it again, I needed him to show me once again the love he fells, because I wanted it to be reality but he was so cold that it made me doubt if it was reciprocated.

In the seconds that I gather the courage to meet his gaze, he approaches me and lifts my chin with his right hand. I felt the heat that his body emanated, the strength he exerted in holding me and forcing me to look at him, his heavy and anxious breathing.

-I want you to be my girlfriend

The body relaxes, the arms lose strength and fall, and taking advantage of this he wraps his free arm around my waist and his lips place a short but soft kisses on mine.

In a practically inaudible whisper I say my answer, which is muffled because now I'm the one searching for his lips and gently exploring them. My hands wrap around my neck, the hand that was on my waist shortens any distance between us and the other grabs my neck, as the kiss continues, each one taking their time and savouring the moment.

-This is real, isn't it?

He rests his forehead against mine and runs his fingers down my face before lifting it and smiling at me.

-I was the one who came looking for your answer, but are you the one asking for the answer you gave me? Only you. This is no longer just a dream...

In a subtle and careful gesture, he slides his hand and intertwines his fingers in my hair before returning to search for my lips. Rough but addictive, the tongue dances looking for the entrance to my mouth, exploring every corner and savouring now that I also tasted sake. He only stopped the kisses for a few moments, his warm breath against my skin, his restless but sure touch on my waist. The kisses were passionate but also carried a feeling of establishing that I was one of his needs.

Our gazes meet, each one overflowing with that happiness and desire that was finally free to be demonstrated and no longer contained. He was not a man of many words, but he made sure his actions paid off. The hands create a little distance, and in that light at the end of another day, he hugs me tenderly and a promise was made that he would never stop being by my side.

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The Straw Hats' reaction

I'm back with what you asked, the crew and zoro reaction 🥺 (took a long time, but I don't forget about your requests, thank you for the support!)

You can read the 1st part here: The farewell letter

I run to the deck completely in a trance, and holding her scarf in her hand like my life depended on it. It was daytime, but I didn't see anyone. I hear voices coming from the kitchen and I burst in.

-Be careful, you idiot! - Nami shouts after slamming the door into the wall

-Y/N? Where is Y/N?

Everyone looked at me confused, except Luffy who continued to eat without worry.

Desperation turned to anger, she couldn't think, this couldn't be happening... Not when she managed to climb the walls she had built. When she showed me what it was like to love someone. When I got used to her presence and looked for her every night to calm my demons.

I go to Luffy and grab him by the vest with my free hand - How could you let her go? She is our companion, she belongs with us. Not risking her life alone and without protection.

Sanji and Usopp get up and try to separate me from Luffy, but I push them away and try to make Luffy face me - Why didn't you stop her? Why did she left without saying goodbye... just a letter that explains nothing. Answer Luffy! - my heart ached, this could only be a nightmare - What captain allows one of his companions to leave without an explanation or a goodbye?!

I no longer feel Sanji and Ussop trying to control me. Finally, everyone in that kitchen realizes what's happennig.

-Luffy?! - Nami's voice is weak but sincere like the day he gave her the hat to save her

-Y/N just went for one of her walks, right? - asks Chopper who was now pulling Luffy's shorts to get attention and answers

-The captain must have had his reasons, because they don't give him space to explain himself...-Robin says trying to calm down everyone

He pushes me away and puts the hat on his head.

-Y/N made her choice... I don't know when she will return, but she will never stop being a Straw Hat.

Those words couldn't be true. She was really gone. I felt like she had lost her ground.

Everyone looks at the captain with surprise, and without knowing how to react or what to say. Tears begin to stream down Nami and Chopper's faces, and Ussop quickly joins in. Robin, Franky exchanged glances with each other. Sanji lit a cigarette and looked at Luffy.

-Yohohohoho, our captain and his jokes. I'm sure this was just another one of Y/N's jokes

-Luffy, where is she? - Sanji asks calmly, smoking his cigarette - Let's change the route and bring her back.

-She made me promise not to go after her. She's not going back, not until she makes that decision.

All that pain filling every part of me, it wasn't easy to control myself. I was angry and feeling her scarf in my hand reminded me of her voice, her smile, her smell. Her presence that was gone...

-I won't accept this! - lead by the anger of having no concrete answers, I punch Luffy who doesn't dodge, hitting the wall and falling to the floor

-Mosshead, he's still our captain! - shouts Sanji who grabs me before attacking Luffy again

-Let go of him, Sanji! - he finally faces his nakamas, gets up and comes towards me. He puts his hand on my shoulder and tears start to run down his face - You swore you would become the best swordsman in the world and I promised I would help you. Y/N's moment is now. What captain would I be if I prevented everyone from realizing their dreams?

-But without saying goodbye... - I fall to my knees on the floor trying to accept reality

-We all share the same pain - Luffy faces each of his crew - We made a toast. She is our nakama. It doesn't matter how long she takes, because she will always have a place to return.

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Pieces of you in me and a strawberry cake with chantili frosting (Jerza)

Sinopse:

The unexpected that comes with a slice of strawberry cake with whipped cream 💓

Based on a prompt: Write around "She was at that particular point in her life when every stranger she saw on the street reminded her of someone she once loved/hated/lost."

WC: 2K

I was on my way to my favorite bakery to have some alone time with a slice of strawberry cake with whipped cream topping. I needed a treat before heading to the next mission, but in reality it was a comfort and escape from the decision I would have to make.

However, the day was being strange because the people around me brought back memories....

Of our history, of your presence and the impact it had on my breathing, which was uncertain, of the accidental touch that made my heart almost jump out of my chest.

I avoided looking at them even though I knew they were looking at me with admiration, but my focus was buying my cake and going to sit at a more hidden table where I could have peace. A quick chat with the mission-completed baker. Could finally take a bite.

Until a person passed in front of me and clearly reminded me of you. I could only be going crazy because you were on a mission that would take a few months, but you would be back, and this dynamic was already natural for us.

For so many years hatred and revenge reigned. How I helped him, only to end up being expelled without being able to save anyone, and still having to carry the secret of what really happened inside that tower to save them from death. Scarlet, that name he gave me caused deep pain, but it evolved into tenderness after the confrontation in the sky tower. It was a relief to see that Jellal look that I fell in love with as a child. The armor I carry became just armor because I no longer needed to hide my pain. My friends were safe and could live the freedom that Natsu had achieved, and even in the face of Simon's sacrifice, that years-long nightmare had finally ended. Erza Scarlet didn't need to hide or repress her pain, or continue to carry the weight of sacrifices, because she had my family and friends.

With every bite of that cake, it's inevitable not to smile at that divine flavor. I lived for these little moments and pleasures. I could compare this feeling of feeling full to the comfort you gave me. Even if it was for brief encounters, feeling the presence and the effort you put in to redeem yourself from past mistakes rekindled that flame.

I wouldn't admit it beyond myself, but since the day I saw you leave and called me Scarlet again, and just remembering part of your memories, what I felt for you became intense and since then I haven't get you out of my mind. It was the beginning of dreams about a future we could share together, if only you would stop clinging to the past and allow yourself to give the present and me a chance. The reality was that the harsh words and actions you forced me to take were my affection and fear of losing you again screaming. I wanted you, but we both still had our own paths continuing to be walked alone.

Tears of joy and pleasure begin to fall from his right eye. I was almost at the end of that piece of cake, when I took a bite of a strawberry. The fresh and light acidic flavor mixing with the sweetness of the cake and whipped cream. It was the taste of paradise in my mouth.

Those were the exact words you said after kissing me. A kiss wrapped in tenderness, passion and freedom. You had changed for me, you were finally free to allow yourself to love and live to protect the people around with that feeling. That night, neither of us slept, we just wanted to enjoy being in each other's presence until the sun rose again. Between stolen kisses, fingers intertwined, like two people lost in love.

The unexpected thing that made me lose my composure in front of the rest of the guild, which is still talked about but soon hushed up when they realize I'm present, happened when you asked the master to join Fairy Tail. It no longer mattered how long we had to be separated on missions, we would return to the same space. And I continued to keep alive the memories of a Jellal who was not shy, provocative, aware of what he wanted and which became deep dreams of what you wanted for us. Despite the effect of the white magician's magic, I liked to keep those details to myself. How my body wanted to respond, but my mind knew that it was not the time or place to let myself be carried away by the pleasure of surrendering to him.

I finish the cake and relax in my chair, licking my fingers because nothing could be wasted from that slice of heaven. I feel a hand on my face, and within seconds of opening my eyes in surprise, I am robbed of a kiss.

-You are even more beautiful when you are caught off guard Scarlet

-We're in public Jellal, you shouldn't...

-Are we a couple or not?

Sitting in front of me, he takes my hand and intertwines their fingers, leaving me completely embarrassed but that smile became a weakness that made me strong.

-What are you doing here? You said the mission would take a few months, but it's just been...

He gets up and forces me to do the same, leading the way out of the bakery to the outskirts of the city, in silence and just smiling shyly. Several times I tried to come up with an answer, but he only pressed me tighter against him and quickened his pace.

-Jellal, stop! What is happening?! - I finally managed to let go and cross my arms, making a point of conveying the message that I wouldn't leave until I got answers.

-We're almost there Erza, just a few more meters and...

-Where? Since you arrived and didn't say anything... How are you, how did the mission go, where were you... Not that I'm controlling you and I see that you're fine, but I thought we were in a relationship and these are things that couples share.

As expected, he grabs me by the waist and, placing one of the locks behind my ear, he kisses me on the forehead.

-The mission was completed faster than I expected because I had help. I was far away gathering everything I needed to then be close. I've been building the house we're going to call ours.

I remain static processing that information, and looking at him while I just wanted to repress him for not having said anything. He spins around me and grabs me by the waist, hugging me from behind and pointing in a direction.

-Do you see that brick house with the wooden porch hidden by those yellow tress? It was built from the ground up, considering all the things you like that I remember you talking about when we were little.

He slides his hands and intertwines one with my fingers, and the other on my belly.

-It is our home, where we will continue writing our history and perhaps build a new future in our time.

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Lust in the eyes, lashes in the heart

Sinopse:

A love triangle between Eutass "Captain" Kid and Trafalgar D. Law. Invisible in the eyes of one, empowered alongside the other. And a secret that could destroy her world. Overcoming herself and leaving those around him speechless with the overwhelming metamorphosis. But how far will the bonds of destiny take her?

warning: nsfw, kid relationship, law relationship, lesbian relationship, b-d-s-m (play's and event's), swearing, fight, violence

Long fanfiction 😎

Chapter List:

1 - Teasing

2 - Reunion

3 - The agreement

4 - The mission

5 - Discussion and consolation

6 - Decisions

7 - Ghosts from the past

8 - Love story

9 - Secrets revealed

10 - Broken Heart

11 - The (re)beginning of the relationship

12 - In love

13 - Jealousy

14 - Sincerity

15 - Burning Desire

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Fiery is dressed as a woman! (Erza x Reader)

Erza Scarlet is a woman that can face and scare everyone, but not you. You're her constant challenge in public when things get worked out in the guild and the soft spot in private when she needs a shoulder to call home.

WC: 940

Warnings: smut & slightly lemon, mention of lesbian sex

Out of blue, she approaches me with a look that could kill but her touch is so gentle on my arm. Whisper go around the hall, wondering why the sudden approach, why the rush to get out of there, and ultimately praying for my life. I look around in hope of having some help to stop her, but no one moved. 

With her speed to get to the street, it takes effort to adjust to light and I slow down my peace while rubbing my eyes, and trying to catch my breath to speak.

-Before you ask, you didn't do anything wrong and no you cannot fight me. Just follow me and trust me, ok?

I nod an yes. Today I prefer to just go along, it's been quite some time since we've been alone. And for her to act fearless in public, is something new that left me intrigued. She got my soft spot and I sight followed by a smile gets me. I missed her.

Still, I was at the same level as titania and in every opportunity I would choose to bother her to end up fighting her. It was fun measuring our strength, the slightly touch of the bodies in a match, the exchange of looks fuelled by the adrenaline. Constantly smiling at each other, which was wrecked and full of nonsense. Her sword magic against my make up magic, could be an intense and long or easily end up if I get creative and go for her weakness and make her show a soft side.

Luckily we're not in the same team, and on the contrary of her I could handle the rumours and comments of being more than just a friendship. It would be hard to keep the posture and in secret what we shared with each other when alone. It could be so intense and insanely demanding, as calm and insanely sweet. 

If it wasn't for the writing in my notebook, that she always loved to read after our encounters, what we would not be real for the world. What we share it's a friendship wrapped in affection, different personalities and goals, but that get along last for moments until it don't because of recklessness from both sides, or just a desire trying to speak louder.

"Red hair as fire. White skin as the snow making her a work of art. Curved body in a black lingerie and a lace robe slightly open. An innocent intense look, but a eye gaze in a need for more.

At your mercy, sitting on the sofa, while our eyes heal in the seconds of indecision. Your lips touch mine, craving the desire of undeniable chemistry. Hands searching each others body, yours being faster and restraining mine. Surrended to the touch of your mouth and hands...

Slowly exploring sections, taking my bra while kissing my chest, stroking the boobs, coming back to my neck and lips. While overwhelmed with intensity and losing for a fraction of seconds, I'm able to touch your skin and stole a kiss or bite. Fast enough you control me, pinching me or biting me. Continue to moving lower to my body, feeling your desire in your breath. Wet and dripping, waiting to fell your fingers and your mouth to taste me. Coming back to my mouth and taste both our flavours. Being able to take off your bra and stretch your skin while kissing and feeling you inside of me.

Soon where lost in each other. Exploring both naked bodies, reading the movements, the eye contact. Responding with shivers, pleasure, and moans. A game of hotness, sensuality and deepness. Not expecting enjoying more than fantasies already dreamed."

She was sited at the desk, reading thought my entries. The candle light makes her skin glow, the hair loose and messy over her body dressed only with a robe. She was so passionate in everything that she did, that I could admire and stare at her for hours. 

I wrap my arms around her, closing my eyes. I wanted to enjoy the warm of the body and the smell of strawberries of her perfume. It lasted a few moments until she toss me off and says to stop being so clingy, even thought she smiled with that affection. 

I catch the cape and the sound of adjusting it over my shoulders catches her attention. Not expecting me being dressed, she gets up and hug me allowing her weight to rest on me. I place a kiss on the forehead followed by another full of tenderness on the lips.

-I have a mission, Cana should already be waiting for me at the guild and already drunk. As usual, you make me loose track of the time.

She intertwine the fingers with mine and her cheeks starting to get blushed. That was a side of her that always made me forget how to behave, she was so cute when vulnerable and worried. 

-For how long is the mission?

-Just a few days - the blush on her face gets even prettier with her smile - but I already have another one planned with Laxus and you know how that ends.

Quick her face changes and I could see a bit of sadness. Still with our fingers intertwine, I let go and push her chin with the index finger. 

-I enjoy going along with the stream and luckily I have lots of patience, I'm here with you aren't I? - I pet her in the head and move my body starting walking towards the door, turning one last time -  Is up to you Erza, you just need to face yourself. 

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The kindness of the revolution - (VAMI - NamixVivi)

Summary: After the final battle in Alabasta, the accumulated tension speaks louder…

On a summer night after the rain has finally fallen, two bodies give in to desires that speak louder than tiredness.

warnings: 18+, mutual masturbation, lesbian sex, oral sex, vag sex, smut moments

WC: 1.7K

I cover my face with my hands to hide how flushed I was, even though I'm alone in the room. I needed to fall asleep, but memories from before wouldn't let me.

A few hours ago she was in that square when the rain started to fall, putting an end to three years of drought in that country built on the desert. With the defeat of that tyranny disguised as kindness, the effects of his powers were destroyed. In the sound of drops hitting the ground, all clashes stop and that's when her voice echoes and reaches the hearts of those who were fighting. And so that nightmare was finally over.

I was celebrating with the rest of the crew when she ran to me and wrapped me in a tight hug. The drops could be cold, unlike our bodies involved, and overflowing with emotion. When I break that hug, our eyes meet and in that split second, that's when I feel her lips touch mine. My heart started to beat faster responding to that kiss. Kisses that I thought of and desired so many times. Those were quick minutes that seemed like an eternity, I didn't want to let go of her soft lips, to stop drowning in her long blue hair, to caress that soft skin.

But she had to go back. To tell people the truth, to bring them hope that everything had finally ended, to return to being the princess who had disappeared for the sake of her people. She lets go of me, and I let it slip through my fingers. Seeing her smile again and wiping away her tears of happiness was enough for my heart in that moment.

I turn over in bed, grab the pillow, and let out a cry of happiness. All the moments we spent brought us there and finally, the emotions, even in the adrenaline of the moment, showed themselves higher. And in my mind all the moments and subtle gestures we shared passed by.

My mental turmoil is interrupted when someone knocks on the door and enters.

-Vivi?! - my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

-I'm sorry if I woke you up, but... it's strange to be back - she approaches the bed - and my room is too quiet... I'm used to having your company.

I grab her by the hand and pull her to the bed, hugging her in my arms.

-We did it Nami! -she wraps herself around me and small tears start to run down her face, but she soon wipes them away and looks at me with a huge smile.

She lies down on the bed and pulls me by my waist, spooning me, and pulls the sheet to cover us. That comfort makes me relax, especially when she starts running her fingers down my arm, tracing the tattoo.

-Long day, hmm? - She moves one of the strands of my hair away and lightly strokes my face.

I roll over and face her, returning the gesture - I would repeat it all over again, it was worth every wound and tiredness - I hesitate with the next words, but she had come to me - and I have my princess back in my arms - her eyes shine and our lips meet once again.

-You don't know how long I waited to have the courage to kiss you, to come looking for you in search of something more, despite the many nights we shared comforting each other - she tries to hide her face in the sheets saying those words, which makes her even cuter and more irresistible - I want you Nami!

My heart races once again. In all these months she became even more fearless and I never stopped surprising me, with her gentle but fierce personality. I force her to face me and stop hiding, and now I'm the one stealing kisses that build up with desire. I pull her leg over mine and fit into her, never stopping to feel those soft, creamy lips on mine. Her hands carefully roam my body, as if she wanted to memorize every part, every scar, every sensation it caused.

Now that I had her, I want her even more. I wanted to make up for all the time we spent together, but I kept to myself what she made me feel. Every time I watched her from afar when she was talking to someone or lost in her thoughts, when I appreciated her and it was impossible not to admire her body by sharing the same space, the control of not having her every time we relaxed sunbathing in a bikini, or when we took a shower together. The time she occupied in my mind, the times it was impossible to concentrate on my maps because I wanted to be with her.

I give her one last kiss, looking into her eyes. Copying her movements, I slide the straps of the embroidered navy blue dress she was wearing, leaving her shoulders bare and carefully unfastening the side clasp. I see her face becoming embarrassed, unlike the body that relaxes with each touch and becomes reactive and waiting for the next touch or action. I place kisses on her neck, down her collarbone to above her breasts, and with one hand I feel her. She reacts by pulling herself closer to me, and without breaking her gaze she begins to undo the strings of my shorts, making a point of moving her hand up my belly to my back inside my top.

My body vibrated as I felt her running through it, and it became hot with the increasing desire. Her gaze on me only makes me want to make her surrender to me even more. Her nails dig into my back, while her lips find mine once again. But this time, my tongue asks for permission and as soon as I receive it, desire begins to take over my actions. My hands run down her back and thighs, squeezing them and making her moan muffled by the wet kisses and the dance between our tongues thirsty for more.

Unable to take it any longer, I take off her dress, making a point of observing, without any further restraint, her half-naked body. And before she could react or think, I took off all my clothes, leaning over her again, and looking at her with affection and excitement.

-How many times have I looked at you and imagined what it was like to touch you, to feel you melt on me, to give you pleasure through the reactions you provoke in my body - she brushes my hair away from my face and with her unique smile - show me cat burglar!

I go down on her body, placing kisses that give her goosebumps, but also awaken her senses even more, and I take off her thong, placing myself between her legs. And even before I get lost in the kisses placed on her thighs and around her lips, I look into her eyes to see them shine, like the moon shine on the cold summer night that was being felt. I ran my tongue over her lips which were becoming moist, looking for the right spot that would make her stop holding back her moans. With gentle but voracious movements, I delight myself in her middle, licking and sucking her juices, making her relax and cling her nails to the sheets. It's when I sink two fingers inside how wet she is already that I hear her moaning my name, and as I continue the movements feeling everything inside her, she moves even more and wants to close her legs.

-Behave yourself, princess - I look at her, her hair disheveled, a lost look with the received pleasure. I can't help a smirk smile, before losing myself in her taste and not stopping until I feel her shudder and flow through my fingers.

In an unexpected movement, still seconds away from composing herself, she pulls me, and grabbing my wrist, licks my fingers with her flavor and nectar. Her brown eyes shine with pleasure, and her hands feel my body, navigating between the curves, forcing me to reverse roles. It's as if the image of her innocence has been lost when I feel her fingers massaging my vulva and as they pass over my core, my breathing becomes deeper and I want her to continue showing me this side of her. Her lips find mine, and my hands dance between feeling the shape of her breasts and entwining themselves in the blue hair like the sea that I lost hours looking at and investigating, just as I did now with her.

Being lost in that adrenaline and the heat of her body against mine, my body contracts and I cling to her curves, letting the air and her name come out in a scream of ecstasy. I let myself fall onto her body, as a cover to lick her nipples that caught my attention, so hard, so desirable, and so sensitive that they made her shudder and moan with waves of electricity of pleasure. I fit her into me, feeling how wet she was again. Our nectars collide, and we begin in a movement of wanting to feel more, intensifying the sensitivity and hardness we still had.

-How foolish I was to wait all this time - I sink my vulva against hers and my fingers run over our clitoris, eager for more - that's why we're going to enjoy every moment - she sinks her nails gently down my chest, releasing small moans. My excitement increases and I lose myself in that body that moves in sync with mine. Increasing the pace, her body reacts and another wave of moans and pleasure invades that space.

With her body still vibrating, and both lost in the feeling of ecstasy, my fingers find themselves inside her again, with the nectars still mixed - Nami, I'm going to cum again - with a kiss, I squeeze her and I receive all of her orgasms, letting her feel every reminiscent spasm. I lie down and she glues herself to me, intertwining her leg between mine, continuing to tease me while her fingers define my tattoo once again. Looking for a little sanity between lust and temptation, I tuck a strand of hair behind her hair and place a kiss on her forehead - you are the kindness that revolved my world.

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[becausesomething]

Surprises&(typical)Disasters (Corazon x Reader)

Corazon and Y/N are part of the navy. Their instant rivalry turned into a friendship that turned into a love that many would say was unusual. Both with their undercover missions already underway, they know that the time they have together is not as much as they would like. However, in the midst of all the disasters and accidents that always happen around Rosinante, they enjoy and have fun, creating even more memories, without knowing what the future holds for them.

Today is Y/N's birthday and Corazon is preparing a special day for her. With everything planned down to the last detail, surprises still happen that will last for both of us.

WC: 2.8K

Warnings: smut, 18+, teasing, fingering, slightly edging

I search the bed, which to my surprise was free but still warm from his body. I wrap myself in the sheets and embrace the scent left behind, a fragrance of red fruits mixed with the faint of tobacco. The sun's rays entered through the open window and a summer breeze invaded the room, forcing me to open the eyes and face that light.

I still found it hard to believe that I had been promoted to lieutenant-commander and the perks that came with that position. I could go on undercover missions, sail the sea, visit new islands, and not stay at the base counting the days to see even more of the world. All the training and effort, especially after I ran into him, all the constant teasing and trouble we ended up getting into. It was a love that grew from a friendship, which for many would say we were more enemies due to the constant competition, but in reality it was the way we pushed each other.

Time passed and as we were under the same command, I began to open my heart to that clumsy person who dragged me into the most diverse situations and who was constantly getting into trouble. He made me laugh and relax, but he also knew how to be strict when necessary. If I had gotten to where I was it was because he believed in me and didn't let me give up. And I couldn't be happier for the years we already shared.

A crash from downstairs makes me jump out of bed, followed by "I'm fine Honey, nothing you need to worry about!" I sigh and let myself fall onto bed again, putting the in the hair before resting them on the head to cover the growing light. I tell myself to rest a little longer until I hear the next sounds and have to intervene before disaster strikes.

This had become the new reality, living in a house that we could call our own, and no longer having to hide the love we felt, because there we could be us. The man who, behind that neutral and serious expression in battle, was the most charismatic, affable and affectionate person I knew. DonQuixote Rosinante could have become a villain like his brother. All the hate he suffered, seeing his parents killed in front of him as a child, the hard childhood he had to endure, what he had to fight to show that he was more than just a name that was dirty by DoFlamingo. It was and is his gentle heart that makes him such a ray of sunshine in such a distorted world, such comfortable hope and determination. He was my clumsy love, my gentle giant, my smiling Corazon.

A burning smell makes me get up and put on my robe. I went downstairs still yawning trying to wake up. "Rosie, why does it smell like burning?", I see him answering but without hearing his voice, and making gestures to go back upstairs, I accelerate my pace to enter his bubble of silence. "...toaster, shit! I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed. Can you come back, please?!", I quickly take the bread out of the toaster and place it on the plate, to grab him from behind and caress his hair. "Thank you for letting me sleep and for the effort", he spins around and takes me by the waist, sitting me on the kitchen counter, "That looks splendid" I point to the plates filled with slices of bacon, grapes, melon and now the bread lightly burned. His hand opens mine and intertwines his fingers "You deserve it, happy birthday Y/N", his lips seal mine tenderly. His gaze locks onto mine and within seconds we start to smile, I pull him towards me with the legs and my fingers run into his messy, wild hair "Thank you Cora, you're the best gift I could ask for" His big hands slide down my legs and go up over the pajamas, without being able to not touch or grab every curve, every desirable part, until they stop on my face and receive a kiss on the forehead "All to see you smile Honey. Now let's eat , I have a whole day planned!"

...

"A park of this size closed just for us?!", I couldn't control the expressions of surprise, followed by pure happiness, and small jumps of excitement. His hand strokes my hair, that open, stupid smile appears and reminds me of why I had created such strong feelings for him. "Shall we go Y/N?", he take my hand and we enter. Unconsciously I would walk close to him or do some jumps of joy that would make me pull his hand and making him lose the balance, and almost falling, but luckily he managed to avoid but without making his funny gestures.

The park was beautiful, as if it were a different world, with trees of all different sizes and colors, small lakes connected by streams where fish swam freely, covered in grass and small wildflowers. It didn't take long for me to go barefoot, run until I was tired and lie down in the shade of a wisteria tree.

"Are you enjoying it?" I respond in unison as I watch him sit down next to me. How beautiful, elegant and sexy he was. The pale skin that contrasted perfectly with the soft red lipstick, the light blue eyeliner that made those brown and red eyes even more penetrating, the beige pants that highlighted the legs and defined butt, the pink shirt with red hearts half open showing his chest. An angel who gave me shade, who invaded my thoughts, who stole my heart. "I'll take your silence as a yes", a small laugh appears before dragging me and arranging the most comfortable position on his lap. "You've only had two "big" accidents yet, and I know you're also taking advantage of this space to relax before it", he shuts me up with a kiss before he can finish the sentence, "the day is for you, for us, the responsibilities of being adults can wait until tomorrow".

I kiss him again, depositing my happiness and love. The right hand sinks into the blonde hair, the left impatiently roams the torso. With his strength and clumsy agility, he lifts me up, continuing the kisses and leaving a trail down my neck. The hands go up the body, reinforcing the sensation of squeezing the skin over the fabric and awakening desire. When he reach the straps, with a light touch they naturally fall to reveal shoulders and chest. Those eyes shine losing all innocence for the dominant servant he was. Pulled closer against him and with my back arched, the tongue slides down my chest making the body shiver and intensifies when I feels it on the nipples, knowing that it was one of the most sensitive spots. I move my hips, knowing that beneath me the desire was already screaming, and also the moisture with the dance of his hands that explored over my body. I pull his chin, I needed to lose myself in those lips again and the look I loved. I felt like I couldn't take that explosion of lust much longer and feeling our intimacy in an onslaught for more was making me even greedy.

Reading what my eyes and expression were no longer able to contain, the fingers slide down the leg and pass through the lips over the fabric, making it possible to feel the desire that the body felt. "Cora, please, stop playing games, I need you!", grabbing my left breast and putting some pressure on my clitoris, forcing me to moan and dig my nails into his shoulders "Honey, I've barely started playing games and you're already beg" he bites my shoulder making me lose control in the moan and move even more on the hand that continued to explore over the fabric that had already gone beyond simply damp "And I have one more place to show you, I know that You can hold out until then".

He stops me from moving and remains on top of him, feeling him and gives me his fingers to lick, looking with pleasure and a smile of victory. I run the length of his fingers with my tongue, and try again to reverse positions and hold his hands in an attempt that fails due to his structure. "Looks like today I have to teach a brat how to behave", he grabs my hands behind my back and puts his knee between my legs, making me let out a groan with that show of power, "Are you going to behave?", I shake my head and hold it closer to my body, "Only when I have an orgasm. With my hair blocking my vision of trying to free myself to touch her, I couldn't evaluate her expression but I could imagine that I wasn't the only one who wanted that, I knew the smile and the feeling that was created in him when he saw pleasure taking over my to be.

Still with the hands tied behind my back, he takes my hair out of my field of vision and pulls me so that I rest on his shoulder and as soon as I smell his red fruit scent it's as if the resistance leaves the body. He knew me well, how to tame me and make me surrender, as he kept moving my knee between my legs knowing I was taking it all in. A spank followed by a grope and another and another, the fingers that squeeze the flesh also slide close to the opening and with a pull I feel him taking off the thong, to receive consecutive spanks again. I bury myself in his shoulder with a groan, catching my breath and controlling the beat of a heart that would explode with desire. "Do you think I was going to give you what you want that easily?", I knew not, before he would show who had control. Between slaps, scratches, bites, I could no longer control his moans and tears of lust were accumulating.

"Look into my eyes and tell me what this brat deserves", I reappear from the hiding place between his shoulder and neck panting to see him engaged in the game that was created, the burning desire and control that he liked to maintain until I was allowed to speak , "Continue to be shown where she belongs because she's a brat who just wants to cum in your hands, sir". Satisfied with my answer, he lays me on my back, puts my hands above the head and bites my lower lip while kissing me without hiding his smile. The light slaps on my thighs steal moans from me and his name is lost in that pain and anticipation of pleasure. "Show me how loud you can be", his long fingers enter the completely moistened canal and his thumb presses on the pleasure point and begins a dance that makes me stop being able to think clearly and give in to the accumulation of stimulus and wish "fuck Rosi, ugh, more".

I swear I heard "Your wishes are orders", but with that growing heat inside me, the kisses and bites on my body, the hand holding mine even tighter prevented me from gaining total control over that moment. The heat turns into waves and involuntary spasms, "Open your eyes, I want to see you flooded with pleasure". With effort I do what he asks me, I was so close and he responding to my body's signals, intensifies the work of his fingers, sinking them even deeper and focus on the movement of my thumb.

"BEES!", in micro seconds he stops, lets go of me and runs away. In disbelief, I catch my breath and make an effort to return to the present and focus on the situation that was happening. Me half-naked in a park, seconds away from an orgasm and a 7-foot man running like a scared child from a swarm of bees. "WATER CORA, JUMP INTO THE LAKE!", I can't contain my laughter when I see him diving in his clumsy way and the bees lose interest in seconds and scatter.

The adrenaline continued to spread throughout the body, but it was time to rescue the knight in danger. I put on my underwear and adjust my dress, I go to him, already sitting on the grass, taking off my wet clothes and leaving just my typical heart boxers.

"I'm sorry Y/N I know you were close, but they attacked me out of nowhere and it's an unconscious fear", he could be a giant but he seemed so small and cute in those times, when disasters naturally happened around him and he apologized without be necessary. I kiss him on the forehead "We have the rest of the day, besides I was a brat, I think that was the price I had to pay", my fingers bury themselves in my hair "You managed to behave beautifully. Ready for the rest of your surprise?" He gets up and picks up his clothes and starts walking. "Really? Are you going to walk like that? What if someone shows up?", he goes back and intertwines his fingers with mine. "Remember that the park is closed just for us? And where we're going, we won't need clothes".

"My eyes have to be deceiving me! An onsen?!" I hug him tightly "Thanks Corazon, I loved the surprise!" He moves on, I stay a little behind appreciating the beauty of the building that could have been small, but was so cozy and felt so familiar. He realizes it would take my time and smiles wide with his hands on his hips "I'll meet you inside, okay Honey?" I was still fascinated, as if I had been transported to a place in my dreams. I couldn't explain it but I felt at home. And the truth is that it took me a while to find him again.

He was leaning on a rock with his back to me, half of it out of the water with drips of wet hair running down, which made him so sexy. As soon as I put one foot in, he turns around and stares at me, "You're beautiful and sexy and naked you look like a goddess", I blush a little but it could also be the contrast of the hot water, "Thank you, but I'm not the only one person who can be considered a god. You are too, especially when you're relaxed and able to show the radiant person you hide".

I sit next to him and copy his movements, I lean on the rocks and let out a long sigh when I see the nature that surrounds us. "Since when did you know that? I didn't imagine that this island had a hidden paradise", "That's what made me choose this one over the others. On a mission a few years ago I discovered this place. I know we don't spend much time at home or on the island to explore it, but I always knew that when the time came it would be here that I would like to call the place to return to us. Especially this onsen, it was a surprise that I wanted to make. And show you the place where I had decided that I was going to ask you to marry me".

I look at him in a mix of emotions. I really was completely in love with him and not a day went by that he didn't surprise me, life with him was always full and what we shared was so deep, that I actually forgot that he wasn't just my boyfriend, but also my husband.

I look for his hand and intertwine our fingers "My clumsy love, my husband, my passion, my happiness". Ours are lost in each other, the words only carried the means of what we felt, as it was in gestures and actions that love was demonstrated. His fingers remove the hair from my face that was starting to stick together due to the water vapor "My wife, my savior, my goddess, my greatest love".

He comes closer to kiss me, but ends up slipping with his arm on the rock he was leaning on and falling face into the hot water. With instinct taking over, he tries to support himself where there was nothing, except my naked body, but with his strength and distress I end up losing my balance too. I forgot he was a user and the water was full of minerals made him slightly weaker. I manage to find my balance and make him lean on me, but his hands are already wrinkled and just stop at my breasts. Our laughter calms down and gives way to smiles that are unable to contain the joy and enjoyment we felt. Words were no longer necessary, there were still topics left half-finished that needed to be continued. Because even in the midst of typical disasters, affection and attraction would always scream louder and put the world around us in silence.

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[becausesomething]

Lost to the currents of madness - Gajeel Redfox x Levy McGarden

Sinopse:

How far can love that is born from a disturbed contact go? Can this make or break a relationship? Is it possible to find balance and overcome challenges? All these questions go through the minds of two people who are madly in love with each other. But each person also faces their inner demons.

W.C.: 1.8K

Warnings: agnst, tor!ure with b!ood reference, toxic relationship

The nights were long and lonely, bringing with them the tragic fate he found himself in, but that wasn't what haunted his mind. It was that damn smile until the last breath. The deep, low metallic sound of teeth grinding, in attempts to fall asleep and forget that image, echoed through the confined space. — How much longer do you plan to not talk about the subject that keeps you from sleeping for days on end? — mutters Lily, who transforms and punches the wall. The sound and impact make Gajeel lose his self-control. On impulse, he jumped out of bed, transformed his right arm into a sharp blade that glittered in the reflections of the dim candlelight, and pointed it at Lily's throat. — I'm tired of your comments. It was just another mission. And, if you're that bothered, you have a solution just a few milometers away or look for another place to sleep. If piercing, angry looks could kill, this would be one of those moments. Lily pushes the blade with his left forearm, allowing him to swallow the saliva that was trapped in the tense moment. He still thinks about responding, but it would be in vain, and at that moment he just wanted to have a night in which he could sleep without the constant unconscious iron sounds that his companion made when something bothered him. He returns to his exceed form, takes the pillow and goes to look for another place in those dungeons.

...

His mind was clouded with anger, the desire to see the person in front of him suffer. Not only had she managed to hurt him by using his element against him, but she continued to have a sharp tongue, challenging him with impertinent and harsh responses. — Let go of me, you idiot! I already told you: I apologized and begged for forgiveness, please! It was unintentional, it was alcohol mixed with loneliness, it didn’t mean… He uses the powers to tighten the handcuffs and pull on the metal chain holding Levy by her hands above the head as she struggles to feel the ground beneath her. — Shut up! Your excuses stopped being worth anything the moment I saw it with my own eyes. — He approaches her and grabs the chin, forcing her to face him. — I fought against the darkness I carry it to see you smile, I denied my instincts to not end up seeing you hurt, I allowed you to enter my life even though I received constant lectures and reprimands. — Gajeel — Her voice breaks when saying the name because tears begin to flow, filled with the injustice she felt. — I forgave you, I'm just asking for the same... You're the one I love! Those words made him let go of her chin. Consumed by the pain in his heart and the situation, in response, he punches her in the stomach, which leaves her gasping for air and curling into herself. He turns his back, goes to the wooden table, leans on it and closes his fists on it, breaking it. — I also felt alone, but that's not why I let my needs speak louder. I joined the guild for you, I swore loyalty to the master and that's why I went on the mission to be a spy and return to Phantom Lord. Fuck! I wrote you letters explaining everything, you responded understanding the situation I was in and that you would wait for me. — Cough, cough, I tried to wait for you, cough, cough, cough, I missed you so much. — I realized that seeing you in bed with a stranger, without the slightest warning or respect for everything you've been building for us.

After an intense discussion, when trying to explain the agonizing pain and loneliness she felt, upon discovering that it could be months before getting back together with him, and continue to live the adventure that was that relationship, made her lose all the common sense she had and give herself up ways she never thought of. She had become addicted to the intensity, and for that reason, her thoughts tortured her. She drank, pretending that she felt nothing or that he didn't exist. However, she wasn't the only one who got drunk to the point where the only way to escape that agony was to become numb, as each person fought their own demons.

Levi swallows hard, and rubs her wrists against the cuffs in an attempt to get into a more comfortable position and compose herself. The place where she had received the punch hurt, but she would endure whatever was necessary to redeem herself. — Sorry, but I know we can get through this! After a long sigh, Gajeel regains his broad, aggressive stance and cracks his knuckles as he addresses her. His index finger becomes a scalpel, and, at the slightest contact with the skin on her neck, he tears it, leaving a trail of blood. — If it weren't for your shameful actions and your arrogance in having the nerve to answer me back, you wouldn't have to suffer, I wouldn't have to finish a mission and reveal that in the face of events I made the decision to become a double spy. Her expression gradually changed, starting to show the fear that invaded when saw the person she loved being taken by the shadows. The ones he always fought against, that made him even more powerful when he allowed himself to become intangible. She wanted to believe it was just a punishment, she knew she hadn't acted right, but she also knew that he loved her unconditionally, deeply and madly. However, hope was fading as she saw that dark look and the shadows around his body expand. In a small gesture, she tries to move her hands to activate her solid script, but before any words could come out of her mouth, she is covered by his hand, which still has the nerve to imitate the gesture she always made when he was unable to remain silent. With a cynical smile behind that finger on his lips, Gajeel laughs, already lost to a mental breakdown, at the panic and despair that Levy showed. Taking advantage of the shock, he cuts a piece of metal tape and covers her mouth, preventing her from speaking and only muffled loud sounds were audible.

Making use of his ability, transforming his fingers or arms into pointed and sharp weapons, and awakening his sadistic side, he delivers superficial blows along the length of that small body, focusing on the arms, chest and legs. She resists the pain by suppressing the sounds that the body wanted to release, and heightened by adrenaline. She is unable to take the eyes off what he was doing. It was as if she was under a spell, aware of what was happening but disturbed to see that the person in front of her had given up and swallowed in to the shadows. She couldn't blame him, because that situation was due to her internal and external weakness, letting her fears win. She began to feel the burning of the wounds, the unpleasant sensation of the liquid running down the skin, the distress in the body as she felt the cold of a new blade. A deeper cut on the inside of her thigh makes her scream muffled and create tears that turn into a cry. She wouldn't be able to escape, as she saw the chances of her being able to reach him diminishing. — Gihee, it seems like I really am a bastard, I made you cry.

He acted on instinct; he wanted to see her suffer and relive the despair and fear of the first time they had contact. He needed to move forward and get even more involved in those emotions that aroused when he was in the shadow mode. Passion that turned into resentment; however, the madness of the intensity of words and touches they exchanged invaded the mind, increasing the insanity, and for that very reason he could not control himself. He loved the expressions, no matter what they revealed. The metallic chains, covered in a thick black shadow that extended from his arms, hit her back and torso, as she struggled to escape the agony, which increased with each shock to her already punished and injured skin.

The blows increased before decreasing again, as did her resistance, which was beginning to give in to the exhaustion and ordeal of the suffering. Satisfied with the weakened image, taken over by red and purple, he approaches and removes the metal tape, proceeding to hold it around her neck and lick that metallic taste mixed with salty sweat. Feeling the smell of paper that was so characteristic diminish, as well as the heavy and laborious breathing, the irregular beats. In response to that touch, the mind, fainted by pain, awakens; her body goes rigid and gaze meets his. She saw a black even deeper than the aura he was surrounded by. At her limit, she had to try one last time; it was her responsibility to save him, once again. And she knew that loves as exaggerated as theirs could lead to delight or misfortune, but were always rewarding to live or die. — Stupid Gajeel, thank you for making me happy while it lasted. I'm sorry I was so weak. Completely surprised by those words, he lets his guard down and lets go of her body. Using that swing, she wraps a leg around his waist and seals their lips in a wet kiss, full of insanity and in need of goodbye. He reciprocates, holding her by the waist and drowning his fingers in her unruly blue hair. — Levy, only you can drive me to the insanity of loving so violently. Letting go of her, he takes the hand away from her hair, and the black ribbon she wore in her hair falls to the floor. She smiles sweetly at him, before closing her eyes and losing strength to a tired body.

Without looking back, he heads towards the guesthouse where Lily was waiting for him. — Get your things, we have a new urgent mission from Makarov in the country of Disierto. — But just now we’re back in Magnólia… — We are the shadows of dice cast in this factious world. — He receives a look of confusion, which responds with a punch on the wall. — If you want to face the master's fury, it's up to you. Gajeel picks up the few belongings scattered on the bed, pushing them into his backpack, putting it on his shoulder and leaves that room, slamming the door. And closing in on himself, his biggest regret: having let himself fall in love with someone who weakened all his walls, driving him to the madness of torturous love.

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[becausesomething]

You're one of us!

summary: a late night conversation with zoro, kinda smut

It was another night on watch at the Thousand Sunny. I couldn't sleep, so I went to Zoro at the crow's nest for company and someone to talk to. I continued to debate existential questions. She was the youngest member of the gang and that made me insecure. When comparing myself to their ambitions and dreams, mine didn't seem that grand.

-I still don't understand what you mean. -He takes another sip, while I feel his gaze on me.

-Let me rephrase. - I run my hand through my hair to organize my thoughts - Just as you have ambition, you also have dreams that your inner self desires. They can be complex and the probability of them becoming reality is not that easy, which is why I can get lost writing about them. It brings me comfort and happiness at the moment.

"I swear that sometimes having deep conversations with someone so practical, mysterious and distant was more of a headache than something pleasant. At least we had drinks."

-Whether it’s ambition or dream, it’s what you want, so you just have to work and go after it. There will be difficulties, but only then can we improve and fight even harder. I still don't understand what you mean… You're the one who gets lost in your thoughts and then in your sense of time, ending up just giving me more work - I look at him in disbelief and make a frustrated sound with a sigh - if it weren't me, you even forgot that you are a real person and there is a real world.

-Because the real world can be cruel and you all have your ambitions and I'm still lost without knowing how to achieve mine. - I steal the bottle from him and give him a few drinks.

"She was so cute when she was upset. There were countless times when I found her without the slightest attention around her and I prevented her from getting hurt without her being aware of it. But it gave me a certain pleasure to protect her, so delicate and dreamy. Simplicity was what captivated me most about her."

-tsc, if you had no ambition, the captain wouldn't have invited you to sail with us. As I said, lost in the world of fantasy and you don't see that everything is in front of you.

He pulls me towards him and rests my head on his shoulder. We were silent for a while, and I let myself relax, conquered by the presence and security he gave me.

-You'll owe me a bottle, but I'll remind you again of what you said when Luffy and I saved you.

"Why are you belittling your dream? Why do you let people speak for you, when your voice can echo so loudly, it made me come to you! Stop feeling sorry and hold on to your ambition.

Join our group and come write our story. How I became the king of pirates, how we found One Piece, how each person fulfilled their dream, how being so different we are a family.

You're one of us!"

english is not my first language, even thought I use it more than my native tongue. I try my best to adapt it 🫣

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Know your place woman (Zorobin)

Sinopse:

A world that is governed without rules. King of Hell versus Demon Woman. Those caught in the crossfire took advantage of the situation for their own pleasures. Power evolved until it became the absolute rule, even between the two. The games were constant, necessary to combat the boredom where time had stopped but not the worldly pleasures of the supernatural.

WC: 3K

Warnings: explict nsfw, bdsm: impact&kni!e&b!ood, praised&use of names, p in v, voyerism

A scorching chaos ruled by insanity, recklessness, eccentricity and adoration. It's just an understatement of what that world was like.

Where demons lived for chaos. Where the hounds of hell relentlessly pursued the souls of those who had been condemned to a harsh and ruleless place. Where spirits measure force against fallen angels ruined by mortal sins. Where reapers and soul collectors make contracts with harbingers to continue the vicious cycle of imprisoning mortals to a tragic fate. A void filled with despair, where appearances deceived what lived there. Poor where the people who allowed themselves to be deceived.

A king of hell.

A demon queen.

They disputed their domain, but not like mortal kings and queens, it was an eternal duel of wills and a cruel game of provocations, with no limit to the cruelties they inflicted and the betrayals in their words. Time itself, discredited and worn out, stagnated, making days and nights indistinguishable, creating a reality where only pain and pleasure mattered.

Those who were caught in the crossfire found room for their own perverse pleasures. Chaos became a playing field where morality and ethics were meaningless words, and where insanity was an art form. Pain and pleasure were confused, indistinct experiences in a cycle that fed the very essence of each being.

It was a world where the desire for power and the need to escape eternal monotony intertwined, creating an atmosphere where the only certainty was the constant mutation of one's own perversity.

-Master, I'm here as you asked - the voice was weak, wrapped in restlessness, a figure closed in on itself, denying the elegance maintained in the face of the scars of having surrendered to carnal pleasures.

The sound of the rough liquid running down the inside and outside of the body echoed throughout the room. He sighs with satisfaction, catching his breath after drinking another bottle, being enveloped by that heat of alcohol, sharpening his senses even more. Drops running down his neck, hitting his naked, muscular torso.

A single gesture was enough to bring that figure closer to him, falling ostentatiously in front of him, causing a smirk smile followed by realization when he noticed his corrupted angelic figure. It's impossible to remain indifferent to that beauty, white skin marked by recent red and purple, more predominant on the thighs, chest and back. Claimed, he thought. The hand is extended, forcing movement and intense gaze, and in one impulse, forces that fallen angel against him, squeezing her waist to his possession. That figure shudders at the touch, and unlike its posture wrapped in apprehension, it emanated a comfortable warmth. Forcing her to lean on his torso, one of your hands slides down to the side of her neck, lifting the chin and looking at her with a look engulfed in greenish flames.

-This is the first time I have come across your figure. Who really summoned you? - a deep voice, a look that coveted, a rough touch, a presence enveloped in intensity.

-Lady of the shadows - a voice that was gaining tone, a body that was slowly becoming comfortable with such close contact - the rumors are true - the look responds with curiosity hidden in lust, the fingers trace the dry trail left by the drink from earlier.

Prevented from moving, with her hands held in front of her by just a severe grip, she is forced to sit on his lap. Already completely hypnotized by that predator's gaze and surrendered to whatever consequences came.

-So bratty, it pleases me and you are so desirable - a pause as he pinched the body that had already surrendered to the words - Which means I have to teach you what is your place.

His free hand travels from her cleavage to her neck, restricting her breathing until her body is on the verge of collapsing. He stands up, grabbing her thighs, sinking the nails, forcing her to hold on to him and remain pressed against his hard physique. Still recovering her senses, a hand travels across her neck followed by her tongue to her earlobe and becomes drunk on the figure of power and what would happen next. Without realizing the force, against the nearest wall, forcing her to let out a moan indistinguishable from the pain or tension that already enveloped them. The hands slide down the thighs, scratching and leaving behind a trail of red ready to tear the skin, while the mouth searches for the collarbone. The teeth grow and mark their prey, becoming anesthetized for the union of fluids.

Among the shadows of that hall, where the sounds of pleasure between predator and prey began to echo, she hid. Without containing her singular smile, running her fingers over her body awakening her appetite, wrapped in her wings, watching the development that her eyes followed.

Surrendered and subjugated to him, it was a delicious vision of that dynamic. He was the king of hell and could acquire any transformation and used it for leisure and subjugation. Hands that marked the body, using the force of slaps or sharp claws. Sighs wrapped in delirium.

The mind was overloaded, but the body moved nimbly, still searching for hands. The eyes dripped with intensity, but the essence of provocation was greater than all the internal and external heat. He turns around, running his nails down her chest and belly, her hungry gaze finds an opening through the challenge, and the hands touch the awakening member, revealing its monstrosity.

-I'm going to fuck you until you can't move or think, like a stupid doll, after all that's your greatest desire - a malicious and wicked smile, a look at the undressing body.

Prevented from continuing to play, she felt the cold wall on the back once again. Handled like a doll, held at the hip with one leg around his back, one leg against his neck and her hands pinned above the head. He laughs, a pathetic vulnerability that completed the perversion of prolonging the experience she had already had and intensifying sensations thanks to the poison, definitely perfect for his tastes. Penetrating her slowly, he wanted to see her lose even more composure, enjoying himself in the restricted space that was forced to adjust to her size, feeling a comfortable heat and wet to the core. And without pity or mercy he fulfills his words.

The growing ecstasy that was forming in her abdomen, and unable to withstand the sensation of wet friction, emerges, receiving a roguish laugh in contrast to the shining look dominated by delight as she approaches.

-Did you enjoy the show thanks to your gift? - without worrying, he leaves that figure to itself and focuses on her and on himself, feeling how horny he already was.

-I always enjoy an aperitif to whet my appetite and then skip to dessert - the index finger runs from the lip to the end of the face and asks him to come over to meet.

He snaps his fingers, reducing any distance and stripping her of her demonic form, and without losing the impact of holding her, his hands are lost in the sharp curves, pinching and scratching. Groans at how surrendered she already was. The member reacts to that seductive noise, throbbing and continuing to drip with pre-ejaculation against both of their bellies. Desperate to end her impatience, she turns her around and presses herself against his back, her hands wandering over his pectorals and sliding at a cruelly slow speed over his abdominals until one of them grabs that voluminous, full piece.

-Fuck… Your touch is crazy! - looking for her behind him, he loses his fingers through her long hair, and encourages her to increase the pressure and speed around the erection.

Feeling that he was losing himself more with each movement, and with her head already fitted to his neck, she bit him and drank from that vein contaminated by adrenaline and alcohol. The heat of the movements that occurred in the body, and when it was their dessert, feeling the poison that was entering their bloodstream, they let out moans of the name that only she could invoke.

Once satisfied, she is surprised by hands wrapping around her waist and breast, regaining his power. The body began to burn in ecstasy, the impatient fire in the abdomen descends, mixing with the swollen lips waiting for their turn.

A moan of possession, lips that collide in a desperate and sloppy kiss. Languages ​​are in a war of who has control. What drips from the corners is cleaned by the thick, rough thumb and given to lick, causing the hardening that was about to be taken care of. As much as he wanted to get inside and feel her insides, he couldn't let go of the fact that she was watching the whole time and how much her body was already demanding to be used, but he had a torture in mind to make her go crazy and be lost in lust.

With a snap of his fingers demonstrating his power, they are transported to one of their favorite rooms. Before she could adjust, she was already leaning against the cross with a knife pointed at her neck.

-Zoro, always with your tricks… - moans of excitement follow when she feels the cold and sharp tip, slowly descending through the collarbone and chest, leaving a trail of superficial wound but capable of cutting through the soft flesh to the touch.

-I like watching you beg Robin - two fingers slide through your wet folds, plunging into the hot and tight - and hearing you moan my name - gasping for air with that sudden and grotesque movement - so wet just from watching.

She steals a kiss of possession, gaining grunts of excitement in the mix, but is stopped from continuing when she feels the pressure of the knife in the middle of her chest and the increasing rough movement of the fingers moving in and out. Because they were long and thick, she felt filled and desired with each touch that further awakened that fire that was evolving within her.

-Quiet! You've had your fun, now it's my turn - both the voice and the look screamed sadism, seeing her naked and how she offered herself as she appeared from the shadows, completely envolved in a slutliness and ready for whatever game he chose, creating such a hard heat to contain that throbbed with each response from the body.

With each breath she felt the blade drawing on the skin, increasing the frenzy and cutting electricity that grew inside, with the mind blank and surrendered to pleasure. Those fingers filling and forcing her to feel every irregularity, slide through the entrance and slam roughly into the core. When she looked at him, her surrender only increased when she met his eyes and saw the steaming desire, the heavy touch but disguised with extreme attention. With each movement around or within her points of pleasure, it became difficult to remain in the present and she began to surrender to the overwhelming pleasure of the exposed situation she found herselfin, flowing into the hand that never tired of exploring and investing and through the thighs.

-I need… I can't take much…

In harsh but natural movements, the knife is thrown to the ground, and she's guided to meet the swollen and pulsing member with the power and fire possessed and used, forced to receive until the eyes cry with no time to adjust.

-Fuck, that dirty mouth of yours is so good at welcoming me!

Guided with a firm wrist on the head, the hands search for the thighs and ass, digging their nails in revenge. As abruptly as she receives it, she loses it, receiving as punishment severe groping of her breasts and feeling her nipples tightened to the point of gasping for air with the sharpness of that electrifying sensation traveling through the sensitive points. Brief seconds to breathe, and dive into that length but this time with the aim of choking and watching him roll his eyes at the sensation. Swallowed and in a mixture of saliva and cum, the body transforms the tingling into a deep, rocky relief.

-Satisfied with dessert? - runs the length with her tongue to the tip and only then swallows that nectar that made her drip at the thought of having been used.

He pulls her into a messy, desperate kiss, while his hands scratch the sensitive, exposed skin of the cuts and laughs at the look of ecstasy fighting the pain. Pushed against the bed, she feels his weight on her. An anesthetizing smell of a mixture of sweat, alcohol and iron. In a brief second he lets his guard down, grabs him by the hair, steals a kiss and bites his lip with his canine, feeling the heat blood run down her face with gravity.

-I'm ready for the main course - she laughed at the fury of the expression on top of her, still recovering and assimilating that behavior.

Both hands are pulled above her head and locked in an unyielding grip as she receives harsh but missed bites as she feels the tip brush against the swelling of her labia and forced against her so swollen and sensitive clit. A game that lasts minutes, lost to sensations with a blank mind, just moans and fragments of poorly articulated words.

-Beg, beg for me, you slut - brought to reality, she finds the reflection of her purple blue in a sea of ​​pure obscenity.

She resists for a little longer, but the provocation only gets worse as he enters and as soon as he feels the walls compress, he leaves to navigate the mixture of nectars again.

-Use me, please - still not satisfied, he presses the grip around his hands and touches her face.

-Almost there, but I want to hear more - a kiss followed by a bite with teeth savoring the heat of the veins, receiving a moan of enthusiasm.

-King of hell, fuck me like only you know how!

Dirty words of praise that make him swallow hard and smile broadly. Getting lost inside her until hits her cervix and hears the moans of comfort from being filled. For a few seconds he thought of prolonging that excruciating wait a little longer, but he had already given himself over to the adrenaline and insanity of seeing and feeling how bodies received each other and fit together, regardless of the strength, violence and anarchy of pleasure given to instincts. .

The essence of the most powerful beings in that kingdom flowed, with each clash of bodies, waves of possession and power were sent and received. Hands desperate to grab the flesh and cause even more damage. They weren't humans, but they weren't copulating animals either. They were supernatural beings with such hunger and thirst, living up to their titles. Moans and muffled words echoed, tremendous was the energy capable of being felt throughout the kingdom.

Legs resting on shoulders, allowing him to deepen even further and guided by the insanity of pleasure that grew uncontrolled. The thrusts were becoming faster and faster, he felt his body relax followed by a growing tension in her legs and pleasantly painful tension around his member. He comes dripping out of that addictive hole and receives a look that would kill and responded with a hair pull, putting her on all fours and opening her slits for his view leaving him salivating.

-Yield to me demon woman! - as ignition for the fire of excitement that controlled the body, her wings and horns appear.

Hypnotized by that vision ready to be taken, with one hand he presses on the middle of her back and the other grips her hip, sinking and forcing himself against the pressure of the walls and the soaked entrance. Instinct commands and with the uncontained exacerbation, it awakens, teeth and horns emerge.

The atmosphere transforms, becoming a chaotic eden, with true powers and forms, governed by the raw and primal state. The extraordinary energy, deep and grotesque sounds of moans, of two bodies given over to alienation and intensity of desire. Judge their names, sovereignty, power and excess.

A frenetic rhythm, hips against thighs, friction increasing the sensitivity of the swollen bud, soaked in fluids, allowing it to slide to the edge of the cervix. A dizzying intensity, rapid sensations, an absent and bewitched mind. The center burns and contracts, muscles tense, tingling inside the sensitive spot, pleasurable lightness with pressure on the clitoris.

-So close! - words that came out mixed in moans ready to explode.

Stifling the screams and despair of vertiginous excitement, in natural and rough movements, forcing his weight and feeling the cold of the wings on his sides, violently pressing his fingers in circular movements, attaching himself to the other body with grips across the chest and neck. Nerves on fire from the contact, minds in an obscene state, tension of limbs on edge. In euphoria and frenzy, the orgasm is violent, burning, deep. A pleasant heat and hardness fills her, mixing with the pool of nectar that was inside. Mixed names lost amid deep, indistinguishable moans. Sweaty bodies, possessed by ecstasy, given over to primitive instincts, involved in a dynamic of power, tolerance and distorted affection.

Sliding slowly from the warm place where he loved to get lost, he fell onto the bed without looking away from that addictive purple glow. The body trembling from the waves of exuberance, she supports herself on his arms and gets lost in the mesmerizing green gaze, stealing a smile of satisfaction from it. He receives a feast on his face followed to the side and back, melting due to the tiredness of his body.

-Your place is by my side - a speech still catching the breath, but without any walls raised - it's just interesting to see how far your creativity goes.

-I like to set off fires - the hand wanders over the torso outlining the scars - and even more to burn myself in them.

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english is not my first language, even thought I use it more than my native tongue. I try my best to adapt it 🫣

[becausesomething]

Masterlist Fanfics (One Piece & Fairy Tail)

One piece:

Lust in the eyes, lashes in the heart - Long Fic (still on going)

Maybe in another Life (ZoSan)

The farewell letter (Zoro x Reader) - Part I - Part II

I’m sorry sensei (Zoro x Reader) - Part I - Part II

Know your place (Zorobin)

Loverboy (AceSan x Reader)

The kindness of the revolution (VAMI - Nami x Vivi)

A cold heart cannot be warmed (Law x Reader)

Surprises&(typical)Disasters (Corazon x Reader)

You’re one of us!

Fairy Tail:

Pieces of you in me and a strawberry cake with chantili frosting (Jerza)

Fiery is dressed as a woman! (Erza x Reader)

Lost to the currents of madness - Gajeel Redfox x Levy McGarden

Find more stories here and here xoxo

english is not my first language, even thought I use it more than my native tongue. I try my best to adapt it 🫣