#first off: screaming that you're using that gif from *THAT* scene 🤡

[draslihanxfahri-bailey]

"... Fine, maybe I know more, but my point still stands!" Would Asli continue this 'argument' for as long as possible? Perhaps. It was all in good fun, after all. She would rather they have this than to genuinely be fighting with him. No words in any of the languages she knew that were in her arsenal could describe how much she loathed fighting with him. Aslihan waited quietly as she watched him make his choice. For a moment, she thought she was going to have to swallow her pride and admit to everyone, unfortunately including the man known as her brother, that she has finally been bested by someone. However, a genuine big smile soon formed as she heard his answer. "I think I can manage that," she mused. "Name when and I'll get right on it. I'll even make you your own homemade batch of potstickers, just to sweeten the deal better."

Passion, for as long as she could remember, was always considered a high value in the Bailey family. Aslihan couldn't imagine a life where she wasn't passionate, especially for her interests. And the older she got, the more things she's grown passionate about. Of course, she knew that it was a rather fortunate and even privilege position for her to be able to act on all of her passions. But she has also tried to make sure to help others to be able to act on their passions. Even if she does lose sleep doing so. Though, that was something she could never complain about. "Hey! I do take breaks every now and then, thank you very much. I'm just... extremely selective concerning them." Though, with her daughter being here soon, it has made her think about things. Decisions and choices that she's contemplating on taking that would result in her being able to have more breaks. Especially one of them, which would be one of the biggest and hardest decisions she'll have made in the past couple of years. Yet, the more she thought about it, the more she understood how right it would be. Even though it wasn't easy, but necessary. And the best step to take in her life right now. Though, she would have to wait a moment and she wanted to talk with Elijah about it before making any decisions. "I'm sure you're doing an amazing job. Trust me, I'm still learning as I'm going and each day is different. Just don't give up, okay?"

It was hard to look at him. She didn't want to admit to him the truth and to make things worse. But... not answering didn't help either. Especially as he looked from her, a clear show that he knew what her answer would've been. It was hard to watch him yet not know what to say to attempt to make things better. Because, in the end, nothing would. Nothing could change what happened, what choices they made, and all of the lost memories they were meant to share together and with Alex yet will never now know what they would've been.

But, there was also that always present need to protect him that showed itself. That was ready to take the blame he tried so hard to carry. This wasn't his fault, after all. And she refused to let him believe that it was. "I wrote you letters," she admitted softly. Her fingers playing with her Magen David slowly yet she tried to continue on. "From the day I found out about her to the day we flew here from London, I wrote you letters. But I couldn't... I tried to send them to you so many times, but I couldn't. I kept them in a few bundles in Alex's baby box and I told myself that I would one day finally send them to you. The amount of times I started writing and drafted emails, where I tried to send you a message through Instagram... I called the rescue once." It was her turn to look away from him. Her eyes shutting tightly to hide the tears that were forming. Shame filled her being and she tried to continue. "I... I heard your voice and for the first time in so long, it wasn't an old video from our time together or from my memories. But I panicked and hanged up. I was just so scared and I... I missed you so much... I was a coward, Atlas. I should've tried harder, done better, and I'm so sorry. None of this was your fault; It's mine."

Dark brown eyes opened at his words. Scanning his features quietly, she smiled softly. "I've faced death before and turned out okay," she joked lightly. Yet, she knew that it wasn't going to help much. Shaking her head, she slowly got up and walked over to Atlas, sitting in the chair closest to him. "You're right," she admitted softly. "I... I don't know what's going to happen. I don't know if I'm going to be okay or not. But... I know that you will be okay. You can do this without me. We've spent the past two years coparenting and taking care of Alex by ourselves, and you've done an incredible job with Alex without me around. You will be okay, no matter the outcome. And you'll still have my family around to help you as well. You... You'll have Eli. And I need you and Eli to lean on each other and raise the girls together in case... in case I do die." Quietly, she reached her hand out to place on his shoulder. "You are capable of so much, Las. You always have been and you always will be. And you are capable of doing this without me. I can promise that. Even if you don't believe that, I believe in you. That has never changed." Her lips pressed together. There were many things she could promise him, but that? She couldn't. She would always try to protect him. Including from what else could happen. "I can't promise you that," she whispered, pulling her hand back from him. Looking down, she noticed the time on her watch and she stood up. "I-I have to go. Eli and I have an appointment in an hour. I'll... I'll see you soon, okay?" ||📜@atlaswilliams

"Seventy seems low for you, so no. I'm not buying it." By comparison, Atlas felt as if he knew nothing at all about the world and the life he lived. It wasn't on the account of her making him feel inferior, but how could anyone stand next to a Bailey and feel as if they'd lived at all? "What do I want? Damn, that's a tough question. Hearing you tell the world that you got bested would be a good one. Especially if I can get a one Theo Bailey upfront and center. A high five is lame. I'm more of a fist bumping guy. I guess if I really have to choose just one," he trailed off, anticipation dripping off his words as his grin slowly grew wider, "then I'm going with a home cooked meal. I'd be an idiot if I passed that up. I think you know what I'm picking too." It was her personal favorite and a dish he'd come to quite enjoy himself, but hadn't had the privilege of enjoying in months.

His passion matched hers in the sense that the wolves were his life, just as research, education, and discovery was hers. While he wasn't the sharpest mind in studies that mattered to the rest of the world, someone would have done well to know more about wolves than he did. Between his time at the rescue and the education he'd obtained at University, it was the one thing he'd always taken seriously enough to give a damn about. Even at his lowest points, the wolves mattered the most. "You should do that thing that people do sometimes, I think it's called taking a break? It could be good for you. I promise things won't fall apart in your absence and if they do, you can blame me for pulling you outta there for a day." She was an important piece to the puzzle at her job, but one day away wouldn't send any establishment crashing to the ground below... he hoped. "I hope so. I'm doing everything I read online. Even singing her a few tunes in the morning. Something about manifestation?" If he believed hard enough, then it would be.

Patience was a virtue. He'd been told such a thousand times and he'd never truly realized what it meant until he'd become a father. Patience meant waiting for a tantrum to pass. Patience meant staring your child in the eyes while they openly defied a very simple request. Patience meant answering every question that left your daughter shot off, even if you don't know the answer.

But this? Waiting for a simple yes or no? It was the most torturous thing that he'd ever experienced in his thirty-something years of living.

Her silence was enough of an answer, as was her gentle plea of his name. Rather than argue in a battle he would never win, he dropped his gaze from hers and focused on a worn wooden board at his feet. She could blame herself all she wanted, but the fix to the silence between them had worked both ways. Sure, she could have called, but he couldn't blame her for staying silent. After all, why would she reach out to a man who'd basically left her behind? A man who hadn't even called to let her know that he'd landed safely, or that he was appreciative of everything she and her family had done for him in those three weeks.

The guilt buckled down and made a home in his chest, but he did his best to mask the overwhelming heaviness that settled there. This wasn't about him. It was about her and her health. Health that had severely been affected by the birth of their daughter and now, she was facing that battle again. "You can't promise that," he countered quietly, voice weak. So much for manifesting anything, right? "I want to believe that you will be, because I can't... I can't do this without you. So, I'm going to believe that you're going to be fine, but you can't... you can't promise that." Alex needed her mother and that wasn't going to change. Atlas needed her too, but it felt selfish beyond his means to mention it. "If something changes... just promise me that you won't try and hide it."

[turtletaubwrites]

Shiply Duties

Pairing: Buggy the Clown x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,159

Summary: You and Captain Buggy finally make it home to the Big Top, and make up for lost time. But now that you're his First Mate, you decide to argue with your Captain for the first time. Buggy shows you what happens when you disobey him.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Dom Buggy, Cunnilingus, Inappropriate Use of Akuma no Mi | Devil Fruit Powers, Established Relationship, Spanking, Light BDSM, Light Bondage, Orgasm Delay, Aftercare, Overstimulation, Smut, Multiple Orgasms, Hair-pulling, Impact Play, Punishment, Penis In Vagina Sex, Fem!Reader, Reader Insert, Condoms, Pet Names

A/N: This is an extended scene that was cut from the epilogue of Take Me With You, but you don't need to read that fic to enjoy this clown smut! 🤡

*However, if you are reading Take Me With You, I do recommend catching up on the conclusion and epilogue before diving into this smut 🤭

You arched your back as Buggy growled, launching himself into your pussy like a starving man.

“Buggy,” you breathed, twisting fingers into the sheets, and fighting to grasp at his hair, still wet from the shower.

You sat up on your elbows so you could watch your man at work, watch him put on a show with his hungry, dangerous eyes. He sucked your clit into your mouth until you were screaming for him. Then rubbed his nose against it, and you felt like that nose was made just for you, just for this fucking feeling.

“Fuck, Buggy, I’m close.”

Buggy growled against your folds, sending his tongue deep inside. He teased that delicious spot within you, and you clawed at your skin as you screamed his name, and came into his ravenous mouth.

He teased you as you came back to yourself, and you twitched and whined for him.

“Please, Captain. Please take me.”

Buggy was suddenly above you, gripping the wet hair at the base of your neck.

“I don’t need to take you, kitten. You’re already mine.”

He released your hair, and you moaned for him. You wrapped your arms around him as he kissed you, letting you taste the pleasure he’d given you.

You gasped against him as your hands were forced above your head, one of his hands now restraining you while he fed at your mouth.

The other dragged cold metal along your legs and stomach. You pulled away from his face to moan at the sight of manacles coming toward you.

“You told me you wanted me to chain you to our bed, and fuck you til you can’t move.”

Writhing for him, your eyes rolled back at the thought.

You felt a mischievous smile on your lips, and couldn't resist the urge to argue with him.

“But that was before I became First Mate, Captain. How am I supposed to perform my shiply duties if I’m all tied up in here all day?”

It was a struggle to keep your teasing voice steady with the feel of his body along yours, the pressure of your hands held tight in one of his.

But it was worth it.

You shivered as Buggy’s eyes went dark. He leaned his face over yours, growling out his next words against your lips.

“Your only shiply duty is to do what your Captain fucking tells you to do.”

Chewing on the inside of your lip, you fought every muscle in your body to keep you from arching your back and moaning for him.

“Is that understood, First Mate?”

You bit your lip, and stared him down, Buggy’s eyes burning into yours.

“I said, is that understood?”

You held your breath, and stayed as still as you could.

He dropped the manacles to the bed to grab your face, hard. He pressed his fingers in until your lips pushed forward. Buggy looked down at your lips like he was going to eat them.

You couldn’t keep in a whimper then, and Buggy’s evil smile made your eyes roll back, your body shaking beneath him. He shook your face, forcing your eyes to his.

“Looks like my First Mate needs a lesson on what happens when you disobey your Captain.”

You let out a gasping moan as Buggy pulled you off the mattress, and laid your stomach across his lap. He let one of his hands disconnect as he gripped your hair, and arched your back as he leaned over you.

“You really do want to be punished, don’t you? Guess I’ll have to teach you some fucking manners.”

You writhed in his lap as his other hand caressed your back, then smoothed down to your ass, squeezing your cheeks gently.

Desperate whines fell from your lips as he palmed your dripping cunt, still wet from your orgasm.

“What a greedy little brat you are, waiting for me to make you come before you disobeyed your Captain.” He clicked his tongue at you, his taunting disapproval setting your skin on fire as he removed his hand.

“I wonder how many times it’ll take before my Vicious thing says she’s sorry.”

Your body was shaking, your pussy aching for him to put his hand back where you needed it.

“P-Please.”

“Uh uh, dollface. Only good girls get treats.”

You yelped as his wet hand slapped against your cheek, the sting staying on your ass after his palm had left.

“Hmm, looks like we’ve got some work to do.”

He smacked you again, and your body jolted, the pain sharp and overwhelming your senses.

He’d alternate sometimes, smoothing his hand over the stinging flesh gently. You kept your mouth shut, except for when you cried out from your punishment. Buggy gripped your hair harder, arching your back almost painfully to growl in your ear.

“You’re enjoying this too much, you little freak. I’ll have to keep at it until you cry for me, won’t I?”

You whimpered as he pulled you back further, revealing his hard, heavy cock that you’d felt pressing into your stomach while he spanked you.

Your mouth dropped open, your tongue hanging out as you watched his dick float in front of you. You tried to lean in toward it, needing to taste him. Buggy smacked you harder that time, making you cry out as you fought against his hold on your hair.

“You haven’t earned that yet, sweetheart. Are you ready to apologize to your Captain?”

You kept your mouth shut, muffling your whimpers until his next slap hit, and you moaned in pain.

“Bad girls get punished, sweet cheeks.”

He giggled at his joke while he slapped your ass again, that same spot burning and stinging now. He massaged it again and it hurt, the flesh aching for rest.

You let out a sigh as he lowered your head back down over his lap, hand still fisting your hair. Then you let out a strangled, desperate moan as you felt his floating cock press between your thighs, teasing your soaked cunt before pulling away. You whined until another smack hit you.

Buggy kept that cycle of sensations going until you were writhing on his lap, his grip in your hair tightening and shaking you to stay still.

His cock started to press into your folds now, just barely moving the tip inside you. You twisted your body, trying to take in more of him. Buggy slapped your ass even harder, the skin crying out as you did.

He teased you, tortured you, until you begged for him.

“Please, Buggy, fuck me, please.”

You whined, until he spanked you again, and tears streamed from your eyes.

“Hmm, I don’t think that’s what you’re supposed to be saying, Vicious.”

Buggy sent his dick to press lightly on your clit, and you whimpered pathetically as he took it away.

“I-I’m sorry.”

His hand hit with another hard smack, and you cried out, almost sobbing.

“Show some respect, kitten. I can do this all night.”

Gasping as his hand rubbed your tender flesh, his cock barely entered you before leaving you empty.

“I’m sorry, Captain. I won’t disobey you again.”

You felt more desperate tears as Buggy released your hair. You let your head fall onto your arms, and gasped as you felt Buggy rubbing something cold on your sensitive skin, the cooling effect and scent making you sigh with relief.

He lifted you gently, laying you back down as he stroked his fingers along your face and chest.

“Now was that so hard?”

You had to clear your throat before choking out your response.

“No, Captain.”

“Is my First Mate ready to follow her Captain’s orders now,” Buggy teased, whispering against your cheek.

“Yes, Captain.”

“Mm, there’s my good girl.”

You melted into him as he kissed you, so softly. You hardly noticed as his hands brought yours back over your head until he clamped the manacles around your wrists, securing them to the headboard.

“Bug-”

“Now now, First Mate. You’d better listen to your Captain, unless you want another lesson.”

You bit your tongue, wretched gasps panting from your lips.

“Yes, Captain.”

“Such a good First Mate. It’s time for your shiply duties.”

Buggy dragged his large, teasing hands down your body, from the wrists chained above your head to the tops of your feet, making you gasp as you squirmed for him.

He chuckled before adding soft, wet kisses to the sensations until you begged for him.

“Mm, I’m sorry love, I forgot to mention this was part of your duties. Guess you should have apologized sooner, huh?”

You whined for him, lifting your knees, and spreading yourself, aching with need. You let out a desperate moan as you saw him rub a condom onto his swollen cock.

Buggy laughed louder now, tracing his fingers, sometimes scraping nails along your inner thighs, closer and closer to your dripping pussy.

You whimpered for him again, gasping as you felt him tilt your hips up. He stretched your legs almost painfully apart in the air, pushing down like he’d force you into the splits.

Moaning, you twitched as much as his vice-like grip would let you when he started rubbing his length back and forth along your folds.

“Mm, my tasty little freak. You gonna put on a good show for your Captain?”

Nodding frantically, all you managed to say was ‘mmhmm.’

Buggy chuckled as he entered you slowly, tilting you slightly to adjust as he pushed himself in. He pressed your legs more, finding the spot he wanted while he watched your face.

You moaned his name, until he found the deliciously brutal angle he was looking for. Then you screamed his name.

Buggy had started slowly, so slowly compared to his normal punishing rhythm. But this angle had the tip of his heavy cock dragging against your g spot, torturing you with pleasure. Buggy used one of his forearms to keep your leg spread as his hand drifted down. You were panting as his deft fingers tickled along your neck, your breasts, and made their way down to your swollen clit.

Buggy’s manic smile made your breath hitch, until he laughed while you came, spasming under him. You struggled against the chains, trying to escape the painful pleasure.

He just laughed louder, and picked up his pace.

You felt hot tears in your eyes while he pounded into you. He kept that torturous angle while he hammered against your g spot. Your voice was hoarse from screaming, you wanted to scrape your nails down your skin, anything to distract from the overwhelming pressure.

Buggy kept speeding up as your orgasm kept tearing through your skin. You weren’t sure if it was the same one, or if he just kept forcing them out of you, one after another. You almost sobbed his name.

“That’s it, Vicious.”

He started slowing just a little, so he could slam himself hard as he praised you.

“You’re my beautiful, perfect freak.”

Your screams and twitching never stopped.

“You’re gonna stay right here in this bed, and come for your Captain every fucking day.”

Buggy’s voice started straining, moaning along with his promises. You managed to beg while you screamed.

“Fuck, yes. My Vicious little toy.”

You lost your fucking mind. You couldn’t hear Buggy’s voice anymore as you exploded around him, coming almost painfully hard as your pussy milked him. Your breathing was ragged, and you felt his cock. You felt it hitting you, hitting so fucking deep that you screamed again while he pulsed inside you, feeling him twitch and come as he released your aching legs.

Buggy fell onto you, and you kept shaking and whimpering as he stayed buried in you.

You wanted to wrap your arms around him, stroke his hair, and you whined against the chains.

Buggy chuckled softly, lifting his head enough to nibble at your breast.

You writhed under him, your voice hoarse and breaking as you begged him to stop.

He kissed the skin, and you moaned as he pulled away from you, leaving your abused cunt dripping and empty.

Your eyes rolled back, and your mouth hung open when you saw how full the condom was, the come that you'd felt shooting inside you, trapped.

He smirked at you, shaking his head.

“Always so fucking thirsty. Don’t worry, dollface. You’ll have plenty more to drink.”

You moaned for him again, then sighed as he gently cleaned you up. He pulled your body up onto some pillows until you were comfortable, but he left the manacles on your wrists.

“I gotta get you some prettier bracelets, love. These aren’t flashy enough for my girl.”

He flicked them, and you giggled at the sound of the cool metal.

Buggy curled around your body, hugging you close as he kissed your hair.

“I’m never letting you leave my side again, sweets.”

You hummed against him, sighing contentedly as you fell into blissful, empty sleep.

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