#i hope my shanks dilf lovers enjoy this one!

[tonberry-yoda]

Big Strong Man - Shanks

notes - here's my shanks fic from the poll I did!! I was so happy to write for my husband until I realized I still don't know enough about him. If this doesn't fit with the story, I'm sorry lol, I'm only on episode 345 rn, so bear with me. Nonetheless, I think it's super cute! I hope you enjoy and have a super awesome day! Sending lots of hugs and kisses to everyone!!! <3

word count - 788

warnings - mentions of alcohol (Shanks drinking a beer, nothing crazy, but I thought I'd mention it), blood

"Can I see Shanks now?" Luffy pouted, stomping on the ground.

Shanks had asked you to take care of Luffy for a while, and you were hoping that he would be chill and just play with some blocks or something, but the kid hadn't shut up for three hours at this point and you were amazed. For a seven year old, he sure had too much energy.

"Shanks is busy," you told him as you did the dishes, and Luffy quickly attached onto your leg. "He'll be back tonight though, I promise."

"But I wanna see him nowwwwww!" he whined, making you struggle to hold back an eye roll. "He's probably doing cool pirate stuff without me, huh?"

You wiped your hands dry and pulled Luffy off of your leg, leaning down to his level.

"Luffy," you said, your tone soft. "I know you wanna see Shanks do his pirate stuff real bad, but you're going to have to leave him alone for a little. He is super busy today because of that other crew that showed up."

"But I wanna fight them too!"

"I know you do, but you're gonna have to train and get a crew of your own to fight a pirate crew like that, Luffy, do you understand?"

"Well, when can I do that?" He poked out his bottom lip and crossed his arms.

"When you're grown up and ready to go. Once you're strong enough to take down this whole island, you can become a big bad pirate yourself."

"You think so, y/n?!"

You nodded, a smile plastered on your lips. "I know so."

Luffy jumped up and down in victory exclaiming, "I'm gonna be a pirate!" over and over again in a singsongy voice.

And right on cue, Shanks opened the door, bloodied and covered in bruises.

"Shanks!!" Luffy yelled, running over to the redhead at the door and jumping on him like he didn't have a single injury.

"Woah there, kiddo," Shanks laughed, setting Luffy down. "I don't know if I can take one of your big bad Luffy hugs right now."

"Are you okay?" Luffy asked, tilting his head. He was shocked to see Shanks in a condition like that, especially since he was used to Shanks being a more peaceful guy who seemed to avoid fights if possible. And if he did get into fights, he never looked like this.

"I'm fine! This is nothin'! Though, y/n, do you mind grabbing me a beer from the fridge?"

You crossed your arms and looked at Shanks with an unamused expression. "Luffy, go play in the backyard for a little."

Luffy saluted at you and quickly made his way outside.

"What's that look for?!" Shanks asked, throwing his hands in the air.

"First of all, I'm not going to grab you a beer when you look like this. And second, why the hell do you look like that in the first place?!"

"Those were some pretty pesky pirates." he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Gave us some trouble before we kicked their asses."

"They're gone though, right?"

"Of course! What do I look like?" Ignoring your comment from earlier, Shanks walked to the fridge and cracked open a beer. You just rolled your eyes and grabbed a wet rag to clean him up a bit.

"Well, thanks for getting rid of them, Shanks, and tell the rest of the crew too."

"Can do!" Shanks said with a smile as you began taking off his shirt to find little scratches that were surrounded by blood and dirt. You cleaned him up with the wet rag, making sure to avoid the deeper cuts that you would clean more thoroughly later as to not infect them.

You didn't even notice Shanks staring at you with hearts in his eyes until you were finished.

"What?" you said, trying to hide the blush forming on your cheeks.

"Thanks for cleaning me up, cutie." He winked at you and set his beer down before pulling you into his arms, pressing kisses all over your forehead.

You pushed him away, giggling and readjusted yourself so you could better be in a position to kiss him back.

"You know I suck at babysitting, Shanks. I can't believe you left me with Luffy today. The poor kid was bored out of his mind watching me make maps."

"I can make it up to you." he told you, giving you puppy dog eyes and puckering out his lips.

You just giggled and pressed your lips to his several times before pulling him into your arms.

He sighed lovingly and breathed in your scent before hugging you back.

"Alright, big guy, let's get these deep cuts fixed up."

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[short-honey-badger]

Just wondering how you think the Dilfs of one piece (Mihawk, Shanks, Buggy, Crocodile, etc) would react to thier s/o being extremely dense? Like in a "I love you but your an idiot" kinda way.

This was fun, so I really hope I did your ask justice! ❤️❤️

Pairings! Mihawk x reader, Shanks x reader, Buggy x reader, Crocodile x reader, Doflamingo x Reader, Marco x reader, and Smoker x reader

MIHAWK is a little annoyed at first when he finds that you've completely reorganized his bookshelf by how much you like the covers. He sighs in exasperation, but you look so happy with how the bookshelf now looks that he can't find it in himself to be too upset.

“Oh, to understand the inner workings of your mind, my Darling.”

SHANKS is always excited to wake up and see what you're going to surprise him with next. You enjoy the simple things in life, so it always overjoys him when you appear by his side with a megawatt smile and a pretty shell or sand dollar.

“Whatcha got there, baby? Gonna add it to the others you're got?”

You're a clumsy fuck and BUGGY sometimes wonders why he puts up with you. Especially when you come stumbling into the tent on Big Top, trip over the only rope in the floor, catch yourself on his pants and then down you go. Buggy curses loudly when his crew catches sight of his heart print boxers.

“You better be glad that I fucking love you, little clown.”

It's more than once that the devil fruit user has to pull you away from the banana gators in the feeding area under the casino. It pisses him off that you keep putting yourself in danger, but you always grin and hold tight to CROCODILE, telling him that you always know that he'll save you every time.

“I'm no hero, sweetheart. Quiet trying my patience.”

DOFLAMINGO loves that you are ignorant of who he really is. He is your white knight. The prince comes to save the princess locked away in her lonely tower. You hold him close after a long day, his head pressed to your chest.

“Mhmm. Such a sweet doll. And all mine, too.”

You sit in MARCO'S office, a cute frown on your face as you watch your lover unravel some gauze and then carefully wrap it around the cleaned cut on your leg. The wound is recent, from defending the Moby Dick from rival pirates, an unnecessary risk. He sighs once he is finished and kisses right above the wrap.

“I wish you'd be more careful, my love.”

SMOKER definitely disagrees with your decision to become a pirate. He thought it a dumb ass decision, but he loved you and had vowed to support you in every way he could. However, he has to draw the line when you show up on his ship and demand that he make your bounty higher.

“What? No, I don't need someone I can't fight off coming for you!”

[lale-txt]

♡ DILFS DILFS DILFS: (n.sfw) exhibitionism & voyeurism w/ Roger, Rayleigh & afab!reader

a/n: requested by ME! ha! if you know me, you also know how much i struggle to write things for me so... i created a whole event around tricking my brain into writing for myself and i guess it worked? gotta start the event with a bang and my favorite men, i hope you enjoy this as much as i did! can't wait to write all the other requests waiting for me ♡

contains: ns.fw under the cut, afab!reader (no pronouns, 'cunt' used twice to describe gentials), exhibitionism & voyeurism: fucking Roger with Rayleigh watching (everyone is consenting to this), unprotected sex (no pregnancy or breeding implied), fingering, dirty talk, light anal play, vaginal penetration, cockwarming

word count: 3.2k

 Roger was always the life of a party. His laugh was the loudest and the brightest, making you fall for him over and over again despite you two being in an established relationship since forever; after all this time he still gave you weak knees and butterflies, making every kiss feel like a dream. Whenever you were near he would wrap an arm around you, holding you close as he continued his chatter with your crewmates; and if you were apart his gaze would always seek yours, his eyes twinkling a little with adoration. There was no doubt Roger was the love of your life and you were his.

Roger Pirates never needed a reason to celebrate and tonight was no exception. The air was filled with the sound of sea shanties and loud laughter, glasses clinking together and the cabin boys arguing loudly until Rayleigh made them shut up by making them sit as far apart as possible, Buggy still foaming with anger while Shanks just made faces towards him. You rub Rayleigh’s back as he appears next to you; he was pinching the bridge of his nose with a bottle of booze in his hand. Rayleigh was the only person on the Oro Jackson who had some kind of authority over the kids – everyone else was either just as goofy as them (you glance over to Roger) or placed their bets on them whenever they started throwing hands, cheering on them from the side.

You liked Rayleigh a lot; the first mate was nothing but kind to you, even more since Roger and you made things official. There were many seas Rayleigh and Roger had sailed together, long before your path crossed with theirs and became one; you knew the bond they shared was just as strong as yours with the captain, if not even stronger. You liked how they balanced each other out and you admired the blind trust Rayleigh put in Roger, always having his back, quite literally. Rayleigh regularly kept you company when Roger was running off the second you docked on a new island and he let you cry all the tears into his shirt you didn’t want Roger to see when you learned about his illness – even though Rayleigh must be hurting as much as you did.

The party continued until the crew mates one by one either said their goodnites or simply fell asleep right on deck, unbothered by the few people still laughing and chattering loudly, your lover in the very middle of them. He was the heart of this ship after all. But he also had yours and right now it was aching for him, throbbing in your chest, longing for his touch in the privacy of his cabin. You were needy and the burning desire in your core couldn’t be ignored any longer; you wanted to end the night with an orgasm and sloppy kisses and sleep rushing over you as you lay on his chest. 

Rayleigh winked at you before he went below deck, your deep sighs and thighs rubbed together for some friction all night long haven’t gone unnoticed by him – and he knew best how hard it was to pull the captain away from a good party. When Roger gets up to refill his glass, you sense your chance and corner him between huge boxes of wine, shielding you from the eyes of others, tucking on the sleeves of his shirt as you look at him with pleading eyes.

“Let’s go to bed, Rog. It’s late and I don’t want to fall asleep without you.” “Don’t you know the captain always leaves last, my darling?” He cups your face, brushing his thumb over your cheek as he laughs softly.  “A sinking ship, yes. Not parties though.” You grab your lover by the collar of his pink shirt and pull him down to your lips until they almost touch, locking your eyes with his. “Especially when your partner is this wet for you.”

Roger hums when you guide his big hand past the waistband of your pants, letting him feel how soaked your underwear already was. Your needy mewls get muffled by his tongue slipping in your mouth, giving you a kiss that makes you crave more, your fingers digging into his chest. You could hear the voices of your crewmates chattering and laughing as he rubs you over the thin fabric, his plump fingers tracing the outlines of your folds before he gives your clit some extra attention. You can feel your legs almost giving in under his touch and cling onto his shirt as you moan quietly in his open mouth. 

“So greedy…”, he growls and you can feel him smiling against your lips, his big mustache tickling you. You whine when he withdraws his hand; you’ve patiently waited all night for this and the absence of his touch just felt cruel at this point. Before you could complain any further, Roger already scooped you up with ease and threw you over his shoulder as if you weighed nothing, his calloused hand on your ass, squeezing it tight. Accompanied by the laughter of your remaining crew mates, Roger wishes them a good night before he makes his way towards his cabin, carrying you through the gloomy hallway, not letting you down before you reach the door.

Immediately you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into another deep kiss, your breath hot and heavy as his hands wander underneath your shirt, exploring every inch underneath. You mewl when he rolls your sensitive nipples between his fingertips, his cheeky grin getting wider with every lewd sound he charms out of you. 

“Should I fuck you right here in the hallway? On deck you didn’t seem to mind an audience…”, Roger asks as he teasingly plays with the waistband of your pants, knowing too well how you loved the thrill of being caught; countless times before he had his fingers inside of you in crowded bars or ate you out in a back alley, people passing by only a few meters away from you as he made you see stars with his tongue alone.

As tempting as it sounds, tonight you wanted Roger without any rush, you’ve waited so patiently, there was no way you’d be satisfied by a quickie – you deserved to be railed until the sun was rising again and even beyond that. You let your hands run over Roger’s hairy chest, tracing every ab with your fingertips while you two share hungry kisses, his growing erection pressing against you. Having his full attention feels like a gift that you couldn’t wait to unwrap, your fingers already nestling on his sash. Roger picks you up one more time, letting you wrap your legs around his hips as he reaches for the door knob, not breaking the kiss you two shared. 

The two of you stumble inside the dimly lit room, hands all over each other, yours buried in his black hair as you moan in his mouth. Roger kicks the door close behind him, his fingers digging deep into your flesh as he carries you to the bed. The tension is almost unbearable, every second he wasn’t inside you already feels like a waste of time; you kick off your shoes as he takes off your shirt and helps you out of your pants, humming at the sight of your lingerie. Roger is a man who appreciates a nice surprise underneath, though he is also quick to tear it apart in the heat of the moment and tonight was no exception. 

Impatiently you remove his pink shirt that luckily came unbuttoned already, fingers fumbling with his sash until he pulls it together with his pants down himself, leaning in for another deep kiss as he takes your hand and places it on the throbbing bulge in his boxers. You get dizzy from the thought of him stretching you wide open; after all this time you still felt the excitement like it was the very first time. You spread your legs apart for him, presenting him the dripping mess he made of you and making space for his tall figure pinning you down on the mattress, his big thigh pressed against your aching core. 

“Mhm… feel how hard I am for you, my love?”, he mutters against your lips, rubbing his clothed cock against your palms for some friction. “Turn around and spread those cheeks for me, will you?” 

Then, a slight cough from the other end of the room.

“Got the wrong room again, captain?”

Rayleigh’s amused voice from behind the desk makes the two of you snap back into reality. Roger is quick to throw a blanket over your naked body as he laughs out loud, unimpressed by the sudden company while you feel your cheeks flush, your heart jumping in your chest. The two of you were so in the heat of the moment, neither of you had sensed Rayleigh’s presence when you stumbled inside, having eyes for each other only. 

“Shit, Ray. Sorry for the intrusion. You see…” “Oh, I see very clearly, Roger.” The first mate adjusts his glasses and shuts close the log book he was writing prior to the intrusion, his eyes mustering Roger up and down. Rayleigh had a sly smile upon his lips, clearly entertained by the whole situation and you were thankful he avoided your gaze to not fluster you any further. Though some part of you kinda wished he’d take you all in…

Roger sits down on the bed next to you, pulling you close and kissing your temples in apology, still laughing and rock hard, the outline of his cock clearly showing in his tight underwear. You can’t help but notice the way Rayleigh’s eyes are lingering on it, with curiosity and… hunger? You press yourself closer against the captain, feeling his warmth and his heartbeat against you.

“We’ll be gone in a second, sorry again, Rayleigh.” Roger laughs and presses a kiss against your lips that you respond with a soft hum, visibly calming down under his touch. One thing you always loved about Roger was how relaxed he was in every situation, just laughing it off like it was no big deal. So your first mate has seen you eating each other up like the love drunk fools you are. What’s the worst thing that could happen? Tell the others about it, as if Roger wasn’t the loudest men alive during sex already?

“I mean… be my guests.”

Rayleigh gestures to the bed you were sitting on as he gets up and walks around his desk, leaning against it with arms crossed. Roger tilts your chin up and seeks your gaze, brushing over your lips with his thumb, grinning when you give it a few kitten licks, your hand resting on his lower stomach. 

“Want to give old man Rayleigh a show, darling?”, Roger mumbles. “No pressure though. We can also just go next door. To my actual cabin.” 

You look over your shoulder to Rayleigh, the blanket still wrapped around you tightly. The first mate smiles at you, as if he was trying to tell you that no matter what was happening in this cabin tonight, nothing would affect your friendship. After all, sharing a cabin wall with Roger meant he was a regular witness of your sex life anyway, and you would lie if you’d say this fine man hadn’t crossed your fantasies often.

You return the smile and let the blanket slip off your shoulders down to the floor where your clothes were scattered. Roger laughs softly when you climb in his lap to lean in for another kiss, his hands immediately wandering over your body. His fingers dig deep in the flesh of your hips and your ass, spreading your cheeks wide open to give Rayleigh an unforgettable view. A few heartbeats later and Roger is sliding two fingers inside of you, making you rock back and forth on them. Your loud moans encourage him to add a third finger and soon your face is buried in the crook of Roger’s neck as you pant heavily, the feeling of being stretched from his fingers alone enough to push you over the edge already.

When he starts circling your clit with his thumb, you can feel the tension building up inside of you, begging for sweet release and you cry out his name as your walls clench hard around him, the orgasm rushing over you violently. Roger doesn’t give you time to catch your breath as he’s pulling his fingers out and muffling your needy mewls by stuffing your mouth with them, letting you lick your wetness off them as he finally takes off his boxers. He gives himself a few lazy strokes before he pulls you down by your hips onto him, making you grind on his hard cock as you straddle him.

“Roger, please… fuck me already…”

Still sensitive from your orgasm you cry out loud when Roger finally lifts you up, rubbing his cock at your tight entrance. He pulls you in for another deep kiss, grinning from the way your fingers dig into his chest as you slowly lower yourself onto him, letting him stretch you wide open inch by inch until he’s all the way inside, hitting your sweet spots. You can feel Roger’s body slightly trembling, possibly gathering every ounce of self-control he had to not start thrusting right away but to let you both get used to the sensation first. You look over your shoulder to Rayleigh who is still leaning against his desk, his pants clearly showing his arousal. He had his eyes fixated on where Roger’s cock was buried deep inside of you, the captain’s hands spreading your ass cheeks wide open for a better view.

“Like what you see, Rayleigh?”, Roger asks as he seeks the gaze of his first mate.  “Very”, he responds calmly with a smile, knowing too well what a tease the captain was – but so were you. You lean over to Roger to whisper something in his ear that puts the biggest grin on his face. 

“Naughty, so very naughty…”, he coos and gives you a little spank that makes you whine and roll your hips, enjoying the feeling of his cock throbbing inside of you. Only when Roger puts his index finger on your puckered hole, circling around it with soft pressure, you almost lose your composure. You asked him for it and still the sensation always made you blank, even more now with Rayleigh’s eyes lingering on you.

Roger’s sweet moans fill the whole room, he isn’t holding back at all and lets you know how good you made him feel, his constant praise only turning you on more as you bounce up and down on his thick cock. Your kisses are sloppy, drool running down the corner of your mouth every time you pull back to catch your breath and slowly you feel yourself getting close to that edge again. Roger could tell from the way your walls clenched around his cock and snickers, then without a warning grabs and flips you over on your back without pulling out, his broad figure now hovering over you as he stretches you wide open.

The new angle makes you shudder and cry out loud in pleasure, even more when Roger puts your legs on his shoulders and starts circling your sensitive bundle of nerves with his thumb; your flustered expression and your heavy moans making it hard for him to not cum right away, but he wanted to fuck you a little longer, turn you into a whole mess until you cried out his name over and over again, you’ve got an audience after all.

“Darling…” Roger’s eyes seek yours, they are warm and full of adoration, taking all of you in. He holds still for a moment, letting you catch your breath as he bends down to plaster your chest and your face with kisses. “Want to show Rayleigh your pretty face when you cum?” 

You turn your head to the side and look over to the first mate, who had one hand in his pants, fucking his hollow fist to the rhythm of Roger pounding into you. You nod slowly and hold out one hand for him, gesturing to him to come closer. Rayleigh squats down next to the bed, taking your hand into his, placing a kiss on your fingertips while he gently brushes your hair out of your heated face. Roger laughs softly and the love both men held for you sends warm shivers down your spine; a feeling of safety and devotion connecting the three of you in this very moment. 

Rayleigh doesn’t take his eyes off you as Roger continues fucking you so delicately, mumbling soft praise over and over again. You squeeze Rayleigh’s hand with each of Roger’s thrusts, the room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh on flesh. 

“Can I come, Roger…?” Your voice is hoarse as you look up to Roger with pleading eyes, one hand resting on his broad chest, nails digging into his skin. He smiles and leans down for another kiss, letting his tongue spell out the answer as he continues circling your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to push you over the edge.

“Taking me so well, my love… now come for me.”

And just like that something inside of you snaps and you laugh and cry at the same time as you fall apart under his cock, your cunt clenching tight around Roger who fucks you through your orgasm under Rayleigh’s gaze; you arch your back as you come undone, wailing out the names of both men while your vision blurres, making you see nothing but stars and a whole new galaxy.

Not holding back any longer, Roger comes as well with a loud groan and more laughter, filling you up to the brim with his thick load, a hot white mess mixed with your own juices dripping out of your cunt with each of his sloppy thrusts. He kisses you over and over again, drawing you back into this sweet reality while he stays inside of you, not wanting to break up the connection you had just yet. You smile against his lips, even more when you feel Rayleigh placing a kiss on top of your head as well, the affection of both men sending waves of pleasure throughout your whole body.

The first mates gazes upon you both with adoration, humbled by being invited into your sacred space. He still holds your hand, his thumb brushing over the back of it as he leans against the bed frame, the silhouette of his throbbing cock still very much visible in his pants. You can’t take your eyes off it, licking your lips slightly as you feel your lover getting hard again inside of you. Roger smirks and reaches for the face of his first mate, tilting his chin up with two fingers. 

“Now, Rayleigh… say, can we lend you a hand as well?”

[lale-txt]

i just saw your requests are open omg 💐 idk HDHSJAJAJ IDK WHAT TO REQUEST im dumb but uhm .. any shanks or rayleigh fluff would do omg 👉🏻👈🏻 IS THIS HOW YOU DO IT i have never done this before 😵 i hope you’re doing good, lale! take care of yourself, stay safe and drink lots of water <3 SMOOCH

YOU DID AN AMAZING JOB IN REQUESTING, don't worry honey <3 and i'm always down for some fluff for dilfs so here we gooo 😤 (also omfg how cute is Franky in this picture)

🍓 random fluff hcs for Shanks & Rayleigh

Shanks

alone time? don't know her

being with Shanks means being with Shanks... literally

he'll always be by your side, whether you're raiding the kitchen for a midnight snack, taking a bath or have a hairdresser appointment

he got the golden retriever energy like "oh, you're getting up? guess i'm getting up to, where are we going? okay let's gooo"

Shanks sleeps sprawled out all over the bed and even though he misses a limb he still manages to claim the whole bed as his territory, waking up confused when you flip him out of it at night because you had enough

he's lucky that he's so hot and therefore easy forgiven when you lift up the covers for him to crawl into bed again

he'll hum with satisfaction when you nuzzle against his chest or the crook of his neck, kissing his bare skin and mumbling what a pain in the ass to share bed with he is

when there's free time, Shanks will take you out on the sweetest dates. flower picking (or strawberry picking when it's the season), open air cinema where he will smuggle in lots of candy for you in his hideous pants, walking some dogs from the animal shelter (and debating if you should just adopt them all on the spot...

Shanks won't shut up about you, like he just has to tell everyone how amazing you are and how lucky he is to call you his

he keeps a photo of you on him and will shove it in everyone's face ("do you have a minute to talk about my amazing lover and partner?" "Shanks. they are standing right next to you. they've been a crew member for years. we know." and he still keeps on rambling, his arm around your shoulders)

Shanks will leave little love letters everywhere. they will fall out of your shoes, are wrapped around your toothbrush or written on the mirror so you can read them after a steamy shower

he knows that he can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but he always makes it up with the sweetest kisses that sweep you off your feet, even after all these years...

Rayleigh

be aware that dating Rayleigh means that you're also half-dating Roger. don't question it, just lean back and enjoy it

Rayleigh is a bastion of calm in all respects, nothing can shake this man

except you and your heartfelt confession that one night, that made you both bawl and lead to you being a couple ever since

with a captain like Roger he has to be "The Responsible One"™ on the Oro Jackson, always looking out for everyone including you. he'll have a heart attack when he sees you dangling from the crow's nest, hanging on a thread but still laughing because what's the worst that could happen? you falling into the dark king's open arms? yeah.

be assured that he won't let you go for the rest of the day once you land safely in his outstretched arms

Rayleigh will leave his worn sweaters lying around for you because he knows you like to steal them and fall asleep snuggled up in them late at night, when he's not in bed with you yet (probably because he has to restrain Roger from turning your shared cabin into a pillow fort so everyone can sleep together. he's been a bit lonely since he has to share Rayleigh)

he'll be very careful not to wake you up once he finally slips under the covers to you, adoring your sleeping expression and the way you mumble his name in your sleep

Rayleigh will kiss your forehead and your temples when he pulls you to his chest, gently running his fingers through your hair until he too falls asleep, knowing that no dream will be as sweet as reality is with you in his arms

he will be carefully speaking about the idea of marriage, testing the waters if you're open to that and chuckle when you give him a raised eyebrow but also a big kiss, which he responds to by wrapping his arms around you and lifting you up, smiling brighter than the sun and whispering over and over again how much he adores you

with Rayleigh by your side you will never feel cold or lonely again, his devoted heart is all yours and you will never have any doubts about that

every kiss with him feels like the first one, giving you all the butterflies and silly smiles, the pondering hearts and the promise that this was forever