#in corazon's lipstick pattern

[junebright0]

(LMK if there's any TW I should put in.)

I put in a couple of details - try to spot them :D Also Why is it so yellow on my phone :/

Inspired by this Trend on twitter:

[luffington]

paradise circus ♡

➤ summary: Corazon gets extra needy when he smokes weed. (18+)

➤ pairing: donquixote rosinante (corazon) x gn!reader

➤ word count: 945

➤ warnings: modern AU, drug use, oral (m receiving), established relationship, fluff

➤ notes: lil stoner bf cora brainrot :D title is one of my favorite strains of weed! feedback is appreciated as always <3

NSFW under the break! minors dni thank uuu

Rosy pink and ruby red hues of light illuminated the otherwise dark apartment, midnight city streets lying quietly outside. Slow and rhythmic classic rock reverberated throughout the room — Corazon’s “setting the mood” playlist. The air reeked of marijuana and overly fragrant candles fighting for their life to diffuse the scent. You sunk deeper into the plush cushions of your boyfriend’s living room couch, head hazy and drowned in music. Your slightly unfocused gaze fell on the blonde man sitting on the carpeted floor in front of you, tall frame hunched over a coffee table as he rolled the second joint of the night. A quick swipe of his tongue sealed the rolling paper and he proudly showed you the final product with a goofy grin.

Corazon shuffled backwards until he settled between your legs, back pressed against the couch and head lying in your lap. He looked up at you with puppy eyes and the unlit joint resting between his plush lips. You chuckled and grabbed his heart-patterned lighter — Corazon and fire did not mix, and you tried your best to keep it out of his control when you were together. 

Fire ignited the clumsily twisted end of the joint. The blonde’s pretty maroon eyes fluttered shut as he took a long, lung-filling drag, leaning forward to exhale a long stream of smoke before returning his head back to your warm lap. 

“Thank you, angel,” he sighed with a smile. His sexy baritone voice sent pleasant vibrations throughout your body. Slender fingers brought the joint to your mouth and you noticed that it was already stained with a ring of dark red lipstick. You inhaled generously, welcoming the calming sensation that flooded every cell of your body. 

Your boyfriend always loved physical affection, but he got extra clingy when he was high. Sitting beside you on the couch, lanky arms wrapped around your shoulders and keeping your bodies pressed together. There was some bad Netflix original movie on the TV in front of you — your brain was too fried to follow the convoluted plot, and Corazon wasn’t even attempting to focus, too busy nuzzling into the crook of your neck like a cat and mumbling about how warm and soft you are. You slipped off his red beanie to pet his feathery hair and soothingly scratch his scalp. He almost purred. 

Blindly grabbing at the ashtray on the table, not daring to move away from you for even a moment, his fingers finally settled on the halfway-burnt joint. The blonde took another hit and exhaled the wispy smoke into your parted mouth. You moaned into the kiss, lips moving against his languidly. He tasted like sugary sweet cherry coke mixed with the strong earthy aftertaste of marijuana and old cigarettes. It was addicting and made your mind swirl. 

Weed inevitably made him horny. Long legs spread wide, the waistband of his sweatpants pulled down just enough to free his cock, already at full hardness after a few strokes. The movie was long forgotten and put on mute, but the light from the screen still flickered across his beautiful features.

“You’re so good at this, baby…” You’d barely touched him and there were already stars in his glazed-over eyes. He let out a delicious high-pitched mewl when you flattened your tongue and dragged it from the base of his dick to its flushed red tip. 

His long and pretty dick was always hard to swallow, stretching your throat to its limit, and especially now that the weed had made your mouth bone-dry. You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock, running the tip of it along his slit the way you knew he loved. He threaded his fingers in your hair but didn’t apply any pressure, letting you take things at your own pace. Sometimes he liked to hold hands when you sucked him off — he said it made it more intimate. You thought it was adorable.

It only took a few minutes of your warm mouth wrapped around Corazon’s length to unravel him into a whiny mess, occasionally bucking his hips into your awaiting throat. He tried his best to restrain his movements – he would never forgive himself if he hurt you – but you just felt so fucking good. The blonde attempted to muffle his embarrassingly wanton noises with the back of his hand, but you tugged at his sleeve insistently. Pulling off of his cock for only a moment to tell him how pretty his voice was, how much you wanted to hear it. His face flushed red and precum beaded at the tip of his dick. 

You hollowed your cheeks and slurped noisily at his cock, stroking the base at a lazy pace. His labored breathing and increasingly louder moans signaled his approaching orgasm. “I’m so close,” he panted. “G-gonna…” That was all the warning you got before ropes of warm cum coated your mouth. You savored the salty taste and continued to suck him through the aftershocks of his climax, throat constricting around him until he was shaking from oversensitivity. When you pulled away, a thick string of saliva connected your lips to his cock.

“Sorry I finished so soon,” he mumbled shamefully. In response, you climbed into his lap and grabbed his cheeks and kissed him passionately. He whimpered at the lingering taste of his own cum. He broke the kiss and brought the mostly burnt out joint to your lips again, black ash spilling from the end and falling onto his fluffy black hoodie (which thankfully didn’t burst into flames). He watched you inhale with a lethargic smile and a dopey, loving expression. “Can I return the favor?"

[kayrrhin]

Lipstick stains and nicotine

characters: Crocodile, Corazon, Smoker, Benn Beckman

One piece daddies x gn reader

Warnings: use of nicotine by both the characters and reader, swear word (use of fuck once)

(not proofread because my friend was making diner lmao)

Crocodile:

"Are you done yet?"

The warlord asked while being covered in kisses and mostly lipstick

"Hmm, no!"

You kissed him again, you couldn't really tell if he was annoyed or flustered by the attention

"Darling, may I ask what you are up too with all this display of attention?"

He asked, kissing your forehead

"Just felt like it actually, plus lipstick stains look good on you"

You smiled proudly at the pattern covering his face, he did look good with those.

He chuckled at the way you looked at his face,"I see"

He pulled out a cigar and pulled it to his lips, lighting it quickly and taking a long drag

"I could be getting used to this, as long as it stays between closed doors, of course. I still have an image to hold, darling"

He looked at you and smiled, blowing the smoke directly in your face

"Yeah, I do know that, dear"

You stole the cigar for a moment, taking a drag as well and smiling at him, you kissed him again and place the cigar between his lips again

"I wouldn't want anyone else to see this sight anyway"

Corazon :

"L-love, please"

Your lover exclaimed with a flush covering his whole cheeks as you were peppering his face with kisses

"Please what, darling?"

It had been quite a few minutes since you started kissing his whole face, he was now covered in lipstick marks and you probably guessed he wanted a little break to breath

"Let me breath a little, don't get the wrong idea, I like your affection but please, just a little break, honey"

You giggled and pulled back a little, still sitting on his lap, you were admiring your job and lighting your cigarette, taking a long drag, Rosi took your cigarette and placed it between in his lips

"I don't know why but I have a feeling it's from my pack"

He took a drag

"Ooh nice feeling you got, it is in fact right"

Your lover chuckled and placed a kiss on your nose

"Look who has lipstick on them now"

"I still have less than you, big boy"

You both laughed, but a weird smell tickled your nostrils

"Rosi! The blanket!"

"FUCK—"

Smoker:

"Love, can you please stop—"

Your lover complained while being kissed

"Come on, just a little bit more, I like seeing you flustered, Darling"

You said, kissing him again, you could see his face becoming redder as time passed. Who could imagine Smoker, a vice-admiral, being so easily messed up by mere kisses?

Even for the man was tough, he was also quite shy concerning anything remotely related to affection, is being kissed like that has been quite difficult for the heart of the White Hunter.

"[Name], please, if you do give me a break I'll.... cuddle...later", he said suite embarrassed by his own words

"Oh that's a nice deal, okay!"

You let the man go, still looking at the work of art you just did and smirked at his lipstick covered face

"What are you smiling at?"

He said, lighting his cigars

"Just looking at my work, [lipstick colour] really does suit you!"

He looked quite surprised and looked away while taking a drag,

"You're just making fun of me aren't you"

You gently kissed his cheek while stealing one of his cigars

"No, I'm just being honest, can't I just appreciate my man's beauty?"

You stole a drag and blew the smoke in his face resulting in him looking unimpressed at you

"You have your own cigars, don't steal mine, love"

He said getting his cigar back

"How grumpy can you be, darling"

You chuckled while your lover just looked at you a little embarrassed

Benn Beckman:

"Darling, are you enjoying yourself?"

Benn asked before chuckling at you unstoppable kisses

"Of course! It's quite enjoyable to cover your lover with lipstick marks! "

You said smiling, pulling back only to look at Benn's face, quite proud of the marks left on him

"I like your knew look, dear"

You giggled, he grabbed you by your waist and kissed you

"If you say so it might be true then, I just hope Shanks doesn't see me like this or he'll never live it down"

You both laughed a bit, knowing damn well he'd probably even found a way to share it with the whole world, Benn took out a cigarette and place it between your lips

"I'd guess you'd want to have a few drags"

He searched for his lighter in his pocket

"You guessed right, love"

He lit it up and you took a long drag

"I still don't like your tobacco tho"

You cringed a little only for your lover to chuckle

"Your fault for not getting your own ones"

He took the cigarette back and kissed your forehead before placing it between his lips