#lucci scenario

[grandline-fics]

Can I just say I LOVE your writting? 'cause I do! And I'm so happy requests are open! 🥹 Here I am wondering if you can indulge little old me with a request. I went through your prompts and picked two! If you can combine them, I'd be delighted! If not, it's okay!

Here:

Jealousy fuelled kiss with the sentence:

"Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?"

My request is a Fem reader and I would love to read Ace, Zoro and Law, if you don't mind! Throw in more if you'd like, I always love me some feral Kid, for instance... But whatever tickles your fancy! I just like some jealous boys! 🤭😋

Thank you again for sharing your gift! 🫶🏻❤️

DESCRIPTION: Prompt: Jealousy fuelled kiss w/ “Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?”

WARNINGS: jealousy! but nothing else apart from that

CHARACTERS: Ace, Zoro, Law, Kid, Rob Lucci

WORDS: 3,531

A/N: Thank you for this request! I added Kid for you and also did one for Lucci because why not haha. I tried to make each scenario different and interesting and I hope you like what I came up with.

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST

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ACE

“Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?” You looked over in the mirror in front of you to see Ace appear in the doorway, arms folded and pout heavy on his lips. You let out a satisfied laugh and finished getting ready for a night out on the island the Moby Dick had just docked at. As you adjusted your outfit-the one Ace loved you in the most- you noticed how his hands twitched. You could tell he wanted nothing more than to close the distance and do exactly what he’d just confessed and ordinarily you would have let him. However tonight was different and Ace only had himself to blame. Earlier in the evening just before you’d gone to get ready you made a comment about hoping Ace wouldn’t be as flirtatious with the locals this time. He in turn responded with an idle wave of his hand and a comment that. “It’s just harmless babe, you know you’re the only one I want.”

While you knew that was true, the fact that Ace hadn’t even taken a second to consider how you felt was what annoyed you. You weren’t even asking him to stop flirting with others since it sometimes worked in the crew’s favour, you just wanted him to tone it down a little. So after that comment you’d told Ace that from now until you both returned to the ship you were both to pretend you weren’t a couple and you could also flirt with the locals too. Ace had initially grinned and shrugged, happy to play along since it was only flirting and you’d be his again when you both returned to the ship at the end of the night. His grin dropped though when you reminded him that this meant he wasn’t allowed to kiss or touch you at all.

The harsh reality of the situation hit him hard when it was less than hour had passed in the bar and he could barely concentrate on those he was talking to. Try as he might to be laid back as normal he couldn’t help but have his gaze pulled towards you every time the smallest movement occurred in your direction. You’d drawn plenty attention when you’d arrived and he’d expected it. Ace had always counted himself the luckiest man alive you have been the one you chose and jealousy was a foreign feeling to him so to feel it now was unsettling. Over and over he’d reminded himself that it didn’t mean anything. 

Then he heard you laugh and watched when the person talking to you stepped just a little closer. At the same time, the glass in his hand exploded and he looked at his hand engulfed in fire and slight scorch marks on the table. Ace rose and handed money to the barman to cover the cost of the minor damages before stepping out into the cool air to clear his head. He got as far as the fountain in the town-square and sat down, closing his eyes. “Not as easy to be on the watcher’s side is it?”

Ace turned his head sharply to see you sitting down beside him. Immediately he wasted no time in leaning forward. With his fingers pinching your chin and free hand sliding into your hair he claimed your lips, pulling you dizzyingly into one of the most intense and fiery kisses he’d ever given you. Surprised, you managed to recover and return the kiss with equal fervour while letting your boyfriend dictate the pace until you felt you couldn’t breathe. Finally you reluctantly pulled back just enough to catch your breath while Ace pressed more kisses against your jaw and throat. “Lesson learned.” He rasped against your skin, lifting his head to smirk at you. “Jealousy sucks.”

“I dunno…” you laughed, securing your hands on his shoulder and chest. “Has its uses if I get more kisses like that.”

ZORO

Zoro normally has no problem voicing his own thoughts. Someone’s being a moron? He’ll tell them to shut up and get out of his way. Someone fought fiercely and strong enough to earn his praise? He’ll do so and even make it a point to name something specific he witnessed to ensure them he is being genuine. Zoro prided himself in being upfront and unfortunately he had to call himself a fucking coward. Because he just couldn’t bring himself to tell you how he felt and anytime he considered it, he backed out just as fast. Instead he had to subject himself to the self-inflicted torture of being close with you but not in the way he fully wanted while also trying to convince himself that he only sees you as a friend because at the moment that’s all he can see you being with him.

“That drink say something to piss you off or something?” Zoro glanced out of the corner of his good eye to see Nami appear and lean against the railing he was also using to brace himself against. “You’ve been glaring at it instead of drinking it and I got concerned.”

“Nothin’ to bother yourself about.” He answered gruffly, forcing his gaze to look out at the lower section of the deck and sipped his drink as if to prove her worry wrong. Though now he had to look at the one thing he’d been trying to avoid; you talking and laughing with the others.

“You should just tell them how you feel already.” Nami hummed, her knowing smirk hidden by the rim of her glass. “Better do it soon too before your chance disappears.”

“Dunno what you’re talking about.” Zoro tried to sound casual but her second remark had made him tense. “Definitely don’t know what you mean about my chance either.”

“Oh please, most of us know you have a feelings for them, we’re just shocked you never made a move yet.” Nami kept her gaze steady on the swordsman, trying to get him to finally see sense. “But now Sanji’s patience has run out. Says if you’re going to be such a coward about it all he’ll finally do what he’s wanted to for ages.”

“Hah!?” Zoro shouted a little too loudly, even drawing the attention of the group below. You looked up at Zoro curiously, watching as he abruptly looked away from the collective stare to focus on Nami with a harsh stare, turning his body slightly to face her. “What’s that shit cook think he’s planning? When the fuck did he call me a coward? I’m gonna slice his smug face off.”

“Wow…for a second there I’d think you were jealous at the thought of them actually falling for Sanji’s charm.” Zoro scoffed and rolled his eyes. The only charm the cook had in his opinion would barely fill a thimble. There was no way you’d fall for that over the top, dramatic, overused nonsense that he threw at anyone with a pulse. Would you? 

Cautiously Zoro looked down at the scene again and his face contorted in disgust to see Sanji’s arm loosely over your shoulder as the two of you laughed at something Usopp was telling the group. Feeling his stare, Sanji glanced up and smirked at Zoro, lightly squeezing your shoulder in affection to you but in also brazen challenge to Zoro. Sharply Zoro turned on his heel and walked down the small staircase, approaching you silently. You looked up at Zoro with a smile, excited that he was finally going to join you all but your smile lessened and became a look of concern to see how serious he was. You were about to ask if he was okay but he spoke first. “I need to talk to you in private.”

Immediately you got to your feet. You knew Zoro well enough to understand he was a man of few words and if he needed to speak to you in private then it was serious. Silently you followed him below deck, only stopping when he felt he was a safe enough distance away from the nosy crewmates left above. You let the seconds tick by, allowing Zoro take his time in voicing his thoughts but seeing him so tense made you worry. Gently you lay your hand on his arm in a way to reassure him that you were there. A gasp left you as Zoro turned suddenly and pulled you against him. His hand fell to your waist as he stared at your parted lips with growing hunger.

“Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?” The words dropped from his mouth barely a whisper but he was so close each syllable lightly grazed your skin. Unable to speak you could only nod in consent and sank headlong into the kiss Zoro secured on your lips.

LAW

When Law was captivated by his research, medical procedures, and all over Captain duties, you had to take it upon yourself to keep yourself busy. Normally that was no issue when you were on the Polar Tang and had your own duties and routine to occupy your mind with. This time was different. After running into the Strawhat crew on Punk Hazard you could only sit back and watch as Law proposed an alliance with the rival crew in order to take down one of the four Emperors. You’d been taken by surprise seeing as your Captain and boyfriend didn’t tend to play well with others who weren’t on his crew. Quickly you saw him begin to regret his offer when events began to unfold and Law found himself being dragged along by Strawhat’s whims rather than his planned course of action. 

Everything had worked out in the end though and now you and Law were on the Thousand Sunny, set for Dressrosa. Even though Law wasn’t on his own ship, he quickly made himself at home in the ship’s library and began to indulge in the large collection of books now at his disposal. Knowing you wouldn’t see him anytime soon you had to explore the ship for something to catch your attention since according to the allied crew you were a guest on board and didn’t need to do chores. It went against your nature. You wanted to help and be useful so you still offered each day you were on board. “Aren’t you tired wearing that all the time?”

You turned at the sound of Nami’s voice and immediately you looked down at your boiler suit. It was your normal clothing for the Polar Tang so you really hadn’t considered wearing anything else. Plus being on another crew’s ship it made you feel more at home, unable to stop yourself from missing the others that you knew you would reunite with at some stage. Casually you shrugged and smiled at the red-haired woman. “It’s comfy.”

Apparently that wasn’t a good enough answer because the next thing you knew, Nami had you dragged to her room and was throwing clothes at you to try on while telling you that you were far too good looking to hide everything under so much fabric. Mostly you went along with her whims because it would be a way of taking up your unending free time on the ship. Another part of you also got drawn into how nice some of the clothes felt and looked and it was harmless fun.

Law finally dragged himself from his spot in the library and stretched out his stiff limbs. Despite his medical knowledge, he still ended up sitting in the most unwise positions that would leave his back aching and neck tensed. With a groan he made his way out onto the deck only to stagger to a halt when he saw you wearing something completely different to what he was used to you wearing but he was in no way complaining. He loved how you looked regardless but you were breathtaking. His adoration for you was suddenly soured when he saw the others fawning over you. The cook he had no issue with, but to see the sniper blushing and even the swordsman openly talking to you made him glare. Then Strawhat had to push his luck too. “You’re so great! You know you should stay on my crew!”

Law’s room activated and you were promptly swapped to now be pressed close against Law’s side. Before you could reprimand your boyfriend for being rude you were pulled below deck to the library once more and pushed against the door as it closed. You looked up at Law with widened eyes and quickened heart rate, the look in his eyes making your mouth dry and skin warm.

“It’s bad enough that I see you looking so good. I mean do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?” He began lowly and you shuddered slightly. “But then I have to see them trying to get too close to you and Strawhat thinking he’s worthy of having you? Ridiculous.”

Law quickly closed the distance, using his frustration and jealousy to spur him on, kissing you passionately.

KID

Kid had no problem with people looking at you appreciatively. I mean, why wouldn’t they? Look at you. It was clear to anyone with any sense in their skulls that you were one of the hottest people about. For him to see the looks you deserved filled him with a smug sense of pride because you only had eyes for him. He was the lucky bastard that got you all to himself in the ways that it mattered. So they could take their pathetic glimpses and live with the fantasy of picturing what it was like to be with you because he got the real thing. However what he didn’t like was to watch anyone to touch you in a way that wasn’t friendly. 

On this occasion he sat in the darkened corner of a bar having to watch as you were being talked to by some drunken lech. You’d gone to the bar to collect the next round of drinks for the crew when someone approached. At first Kid had shook his head and smirked at the poor fool’s attempt to flirt but then he drew too close to you that Kid disliked. Still he knew you could handle yourself so he just had to grind his teeth and wait for you to expertly disengage yourself like you normally did. However you seemed drawn into the conversation with this man and Kid’s eyes narrowed. 

Immediately he stood with the intent on breaking things up but stopped when you quickly met his gaze. When the drunk turned his head to order another drink you had time to mouth ‘Marine’ to your boyfriend. Kid remained standing and glanced at the man warily, now seeing why you were being careful with him. Slowly he drew closer, making sure his movements were careful and silent while you kept the Marine’s attention effortlessly. Kid knew it was an act but seeing you indulge the man more made his anger grow. Just as Kid stepped behind the Marine, he drunk set his hand on your thigh and squeezed it while leaning closer to your face. “Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now?”

Kid had planned to just give the bastard one quick hit to knock him out but seeing that and hearing the words spill from his mouth, he snapped. Reeling his metal arm back, he tapped the Marine on the shoulder. When he turned, his hulking fist connected with the man’s face sending him launching off his feet and slamming painfully against the bar’s wall with the impact smashing the glasses and bottles. Seeing the Marine slumped on the floor helped Kid’s pent up rage but it wasn’t enough. Quickly he grinned at you and pulled you into his arms so he could throw you over his shoulder and leave the bar, no longer in the mood to drink. You stayed happily on Kid’s broad shoulder with a growing smirk as you listened to his jealous mutterings the closer you drew to the ship. 

When you were finally set on your feet on the ship you turned in Kid’s hold that he refused to let you out of and smiled up at him expectantly. When Kid got like this you could practically time the sequence of events and this was your favourite part. Kid stooped down and with a low groan kissed you, devouring your taste and consuming your thoughts with only him while letting your magnetic presence and intoxicating touch leave him wanting more. You were the only one for him and by the morning should anyone look your way in appreciation again they’d spot some pretty marks on your neck to admire too.

LUCCI

Lucci was a master of his emotions for the most part. He could adopt a personality and live it perfectly for the purposes of a mission and then discard it when it was finished. He could keep his true nature at bay should he need it but in the freedom of Cipher Pol’s base he can just be himself. With powerful strides he walks down the corridors only to stop outside one of the training rooms in time to see you land a kick against Jabra’s stomach. Quickly he recovered and sent an attack your way. You managed to dodge it in time but Jabra caught you by surprise by sending a followup attack and knocked you to the ground, his hand at your throat to keep you pinned down.

For a moment you let your body go slack in a sign of surrender and the second you felt Jabra’s grip loosen you acted, disentangling out of his hold and attacked, taking advantage of his moment of surprise. Just as you were getting into the rhythm of the fight another agent appeared beside Lucci. “Jabra! We have a mission! Did you forget or something?”

You and Jabra paused your fight and you scowled at your sparring partner. You wouldn't have asked him to train with you had you known he would have to cut it short for a mission that he apparently knew about. Jabra briefly glanced at Lucci and quickly threw his arm around your waist before answering his mission partner. “Nah, didn’t forget. I just got a much better offer.” his wolfish grin spreading when he spotted Lucci’s eyes narrow at the comment. You however rolled your eyes and stepped out of the older agent’s hold. “We’ll pick this up when I get back, right?”

“We’ll see.” You told him dismissively which only earned you a quick wink before he left, leaving you alone in the training room with Lucci who remained leaning against the door, looking at his shoulder in disgust when Jabra had the nerve to brush past him on his exit.

“Didn’t know your standards were so low when picking a sparring partner.” He noted, watching you critically. You tilted your head at him curiously and slowly smirked. 

“I’ll be fighting degenerates and unsavoury people out in the field, I wanted someone as close to that as possible for authentic training purproses.” You explained with a light shrug. “Jabra fits that closely, don't you think?”

Lucci allowed himself a low chuckle and pushed away from the doorframe, while pulling the door closed behind him to grant you both a moment of privacy. Your relationship with Lucci was one ou both didn’t feel like putting a real label on. For now you merely enjoyed the physical and social benefits it brought. You remained still as you watched him approach, your eyes alight with interest and mischief that not even he could find himself immune to. “I can see the logic but I can smell that filthy mutt all over you.”

“Jealous?"

“I don't get jealous.” Lucci growled, his hand setting on your waist, merely a coincidence that his hand covered the precise spot Jabra had touched. Your lips twitched into a disbelieving smile and you playfully nodded, pretending to accept his claim. Lucci’s free hand reached up to skim along your throat, again pure coincidence at the placement before he curled his fingers under your jaw to coax you to tilt your head up. “Do you have any idea how much I want to kiss you right now to get rid of that mutt’s stench?”

“Then do it, Chief.” You said stepping a tiny bit closer. “Let Jabra come back and know for sure that I’m a cat person.” 

With a growl Lucci kissed you possessively, hungrily with purpose of doing just as you suggested. His main goal was to wipe any lingering trace of Jabra from your skin and wipe the other man’s name from your mind. He was very aware that you didn’t see the wolf man that way but still it brought out that animalistic conflict in him, the need to be better than him and from your reactions to his kiss he knew for sure that Lucci was the clear winner.

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[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine Rob Lucci trying to make up with you after an argument

Rob: [just got home from a long day at work and immediately sits down on the couch]

You: Oh, hey hon, did you just get home?

Rob: [sighs] yes

You: How was your day?

Rob: long

You: [notices he's being really kurt with you] That sucks. Since you had such a long day, would you like to pick what I cook for dinner?

Rob: Brandy.

You: [chuckles] I knew you would say that. That can be arranged, but what food would you like?

Rob: I don't care; you can make whatever you want.

You: right, how about something low-effort, like a charcuterie board?

Rob: [runs his hand over his face to try and tamp down his growing overstimulation] Fine by me.

You: hmm, I'll have to pop out to the market real quick, we're running low on cheese. I'll buy some cured meat while I'm out, probably prosciutto.

Rob: fine [gets up and tries to create some space for himself]

You: are you mad at me?

Rob: [tenses up as his temper flares, but manages to tamp it down] No. [doesn't know how to properly express his frustration and the need for space from his problems and people in general] I just... Want to be in space.

You: I might be able to help with that. Do you get drugs tested at work?

Rob: yes?

You: [ shakes your head and turns back into your seat] Then I can't help you.

Rob: [throws up his hands in frustration] Great, just leave me alone for a while.

You: Fine

Rob: [Snaps] Do you always have to have the last word?!

You: [gives him a warning look]

Rob: oh, now you have nothing to say!

You: just go into your study, before you say something both of us regret.

Rob: Don't you take that tone with me.

You: do whatever you want, Rob, I'm done with this. I'm going to the market. [Grabs your keys and wallet/purse and leaves without slamming the door]

Rob: [huffs and looks over at Hattori]

Hattori: [giving him a judgmental stare]

Rob: What are you looking at! You don't have a partner, you don't get to judge me. You single-feathered fuck.

Hattori: [shakes his head]

Two hours later

You: [comes into his study and aggressively puts a charcuterie board, and a glass of brandy down in front of him and storms out of the room without saying a word]

Rob: [realizes that he ruined your evening by being a dick and feels bad, so he gets up and follows you] I'm sorry, I took my frustrations about today out on you, and that wasn't okay.

You: [clearly still steaming mad at him]

Rob: I'll be more mindful of that in the future.

You: [deflates] Fine.

Rob: [knows you're still stewing] Why don't I draw you a bath? Hot baths pair well with charcuterie boards and wine.

You: Just a bath?

Rob: I'll put milk, honey, and oatmeal in it, so your skin is nice and soft.

You: a bath alone?

Rob: if you want.

You: I don't know

Rob: I can join you if you want? I'll even rub your shoulders.

You: and we can cuddle?

Rob: {smirks as he pulls you into his arms] yes, we can cuddle. [Kisses the top of your head]

You: Alright, you're forgiven then.

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[ramekinnn]

⚠️ NSFW ⚠️

The thought of having sex with Rob Lucci while his pigeon speaks for him put me out of commission for like half an hour earlier. Like, can you imagine this extremely dangerous man than could kill you in a split second standing in front you with no pants and a pigeon on his shoulder going “Coo coo! Get on your knees and suck my cock!”

[chronic-gh0st]

once more to see you

ft. rob lucci

Your feet were tired from the constant stading in high heels and formal talks with colleagues. The night was held by the world government in which Cipher Pol 0-9 gather along with other high ranking officers to catch up or enjoy a night of leisure.

Your eyes wander, looking for ocean eyes. Rob Lucci’s. The room was filled with people in suits and long gowns, mesmerizing silk and gold lingering. It was loud but quiet, whispers and mumbles filled the room along with minimized laughters. the smell of champagne and rose fill the hall. You were having a hard time looking for your person of interest, especially with black masks covering half of your face.

“(Name).”

A soft gasp left your lips as you felt his breath against your ear.

“Lucci,” you mumbled as everyone did.

He glanced on the huge glass door behind you that lead to the garden where no one was. It really shows how your coworkers really care about their reputations.

But who were you to judge?

He led the way while you follow, quietly slipping away from the crowd. You felt grass pricking your toes from you shoes, the whispers quietly became white noise as the sound of the water fountain relaxed you. No eyes were set on you or him, just the two of you away from prying eyes.

As you walked further to the garden, the voices diminished. The string quartet and piano started playing. The sound of shuffling and heels clacking echoed as the other agents started to dance. He removed his mask, the moon’s light softly caressing his sharp features. He walked around the water fountain, opposite of the glass door. You followed and sat on the fountain’s side, removing your mask. Lucci sat beside you, taking a deep breath of relief. He hated formalities but was forced to adhere to it.

You leaned to his shoulders, the scent of his cologne filling your nose. He let you do as you want, just not in front of other. Especially since you two are the golden children of cipher pol, if one of you messed up, people would pry and blame the relationship. People talk.

You have reputations. but with everybody watching you, you’re every move, you keep it secret.

The two of you won’t let the have it.

[one-piece-aus]

Can I request Whumptober No.13 for Yan Rob Lucci or Yan Kaku?

Sure thing! ^-^

Whumptober Day 13

Yandere Lucci x Reader

"Hello there," you greeted a little white pigeon wearing a red tie. "Aren't you cute."

"Thank you."

You jumped, startled, and surprise clouded your face. "You can talk?"

"Yes, but don't tell anyone, okay?" The pigeon held up his wing as if they were hands forming the shush sign.

"Ohhhhh okay," you nodded. In awe and fascinated by this talking bird, you didn't pay attention to the noises next door. 

For hours you asked the bird questions until it announced it had to leave. Sad to see it fly away, you waved goodbye until it flew out of sight. You'd never see it.

At least, that's what was supposed to happen.

A month later the pigeon came back, and your excitement skyrocketed. You were beginning to believe the talking bird with a tie was all a dream you had, you were happy to know the bird's real. You asked more questions but then you asked one you should've asked sooner.

"Do you have a name?"

"I do, forgive me for not introducing myself," the pigeon apologized and bowed. "I'm Hattori."

"Hattori, huh." You petted his little head. "Do you have an owner?"

"Mhm, but he's... busy right now, so I came here out of boredom."

You giggled, "I hope I don't get in trouble for keeping you away from him."

"Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." Hattori leaned into your hand. "I think he'd like you."

"You think so?" You mused before going into the kitchen to get Hattori a snack.

Little did you know, his owner was standing under your balcony, arms crossed and leaning against the wall.

Like clockwork, you saw Hattori once a week now. You invited him inside a few times, but he declined, saying he preferred being outside with fresh air. At least, that was before tonight.

"[Y/n], it's cold outside, can I fly in?" Hattori shivered with his wings wrapped around him.

"Of course." You stepped to the side and let the poor bird into your home, forgetting about your glass of water on the counter. "Here let me get you a blanket."

You left the balcony door open and headed to the hallway closet, taking out the handstitched blanket you made for the bird you had created in your spare time. When reached, Hattori was perched on the counter beside your drink.

"Here," You laid the tiny thing around the bird. "You should feel better now. Oh, I almost forgot about my drink." You picked up the glass, sipping the contents. "What kind of owner leaves his pet out in the cold of night? Actually..." You placed the drink down and held your head. "I don't feel so good."

The counters became sideways and the ground came up to slam into you. Hattori flew up from the counter, you didn't quite see where he went. The last thing you saw was dress shoes approaching you.

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[elreyrata]

You know what would’ve made egghead so much better? If York told the Elder Stars that CP0 betrayed the WG and joined the Straw Hats, just to get on their good graces once more. Cause technically, they did, Stussy was an actual traitor and Kaku and Lucci had to make an alliance with them so they won’t be killed by the Seraphim. God you can imagine the face of horror Lucci makes if York says this, fuck I love Lucci whump.

[fictionthorn]

One Piece Text Headcanons || Part 5

Summary: Texting OP characters "would you still love me if I was a worm?"

Featuring: Rob Lucci, Kaku, Kalifa, Blueno, & Jabra

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

[fleet-admiral-hiba]

Hi! Yandere Rob Lucci with a gn reader that ate a devil fruit which makes her half cat?

DANGER STALKING

Well, he didn't know that around the world there were other devil's fruit that had a feline look to it. He's not fazed, he's seen so much in his life that's now something normal

Though, on a more personal level, he enjoys this. Call it instincts or whatever, but suddenly playing with you it's way more interesting

Yes, he knows you are his partner, both romantically as work-wise, but the game you played. Oh it was dangerous alright

Knowing very well the danger you were in, you decided to play. Cat and mouse, but both of you could switch your form.

Running high and low, jumping, hiding. Senses high and sharp. Predator and prey. But the adrenaline gave you a kick you never felt.

His "deranged feelings" also gave you an added sense of thrill. Maybe it's because you know who you are playing with,or you simply don't care. You love your big kitty just as he is

[grandline-fics]

The Grand Line's Bounty List

Have to now split the Masterlist into multiple posts now because of the amount of links.

RED HAIR PIRATES, CROSS GUILD, MARINES, REVOLUTIONARY ARMY

Shanks They Crave Your Presence They Reunite With Their First Love You Call Them A Term Of Endearment They Hurt You While Controlled The Moment They Started Seeing You Differently You're Serious Until You See Something Cute The Have A Nightmare You Marry Someone Else They Finally See You Jealous Prompt: Sleeping Separately After An Argument Prompt: Waking Up The Morning After

Mihawk Lazy Mornings With You They Reunite With Their First Love Domestic Life With Him They Hurt You While Controlled You're A Famous Pianist Their Favourite Moments To Kiss You When You Get Attention For Wearing Something Different The Have A Nightmare You Marry Someone Else Business Or Pleasure Prompt: Sleeping Separately After An Argument They Underestimate You During Game Night Stealing Glances At The Other

Crocodile The First Time They Hear You Sing Lazy Mornings With You You're Oblivious To The Obvious You're Serious Until You See Something Cute They Catch You In Their Clothes They Underestimate You During Game Night They Hurt You While Controlled

Buggy Prompt: Sleeping Separately After An Argument They Underestimate You During Game Night

Smoker The Moment They Started Seeing You Differently You Say Their Name In Your Sleep He Has No Idea He Has A Crush On You

Lucci You Meet Through A Dance Prompt: Jealousy Kiss w/Do You Have Any Idea How Much I Want To Kiss You Right Now?

Sabo They Crave Your Presence You Call Them A Term Of Endearment They Hurt You While Controlled You Say Their Name In Your Sleep You Try To Hide Illness From Him Prompt: Secretly Dating w/Desperate Kiss

Other Masterlists:

Strawhats

Heart Pirates, Kid Pirates, Whitebeard Pirates, Big Mom Pirates

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine getting Rob Lucci cat toys

You: Rob! I'm home! I bought you something.

Rob: [doesn't look up from his newspaper, but playful sarcasm bubbles out from behind it ] About time, I was starting to think you had left me to run off with a sailor.

You: me? No, never! I know you'd just bring me back. [winks at him] Any way, I got you some thing at the market.

Rob: [still not looking at you] And what's at?

You: This! [whips out a cat wire wand cat toy with a bright bundle of red feathers and a bell on the end of the wire, and holds it excitedly above your head ]

Rob: [still doesn't look up] Oh, how thoughtful, dear, I love it.

You: [lets your arms flop to your sides, disappointed, but not surprised, with his reaction.]

Rob: Tell me, how was the rest of your day? Was the market busy?

You: [whapps the feathered end of the toy directly on the page he was reading]

Rob: [Lets out a sharp sigh, but doesn't lose his cool, but still doesn't look up at you] Don't do that, please.

You: [flicks the jingling bunch of feathers into his face, and tickles his nose]

Rob: [snorts and lurches back in his seat to look up at you, surprised into silence by your audacity]

You: [pulls that wand back] Do I have your attention now, darling?

Rob: [nods]

You: Good, Great, now I would like you to occasionally make eye contact with me when I am speaking. Or, at least, tell me that you'd like to finish your current activity, the article, or the whole paper before we talk.

Rob: Okay, I can do that... Uh, why'd you get me a cat toy?

You: oh, I got it to annoy you, and your lack of communication has deprived me of satisfaction. [smiling at him, and playfully shaking the toy at him.]

Rob: [snorts in amusement and bats the toy away as he stands up and pulls you close] So me ignoring you protected me.

You: [pulls the toy out of his reach when he tries to steal it.] Yes. But I now know that I can use them to efficiently gain your attention, so I think I'll be keeping this.

Rob: please don't.

You: [jingles the bells above his head]

Rob: [stats to swat at the toy]

You:[jerks the toy to a different place in his reach after every swat]

Rob: [starts to find funny] listen here, you little shit, I am not a cat!

You: [giggles] no, you're a cat-man.

Rob: I ought to remind you of that! [ Scoops you up into his arms and bites all along your neck]

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[cyborg-franky]

Hi Franky,

May I please have for a Rum and Coke with a wedge of lime and cocktail umbrella with Jabra?

Thanks,

Bookwyrm

P.S. Rum and Coke with lime is a Cuba Libre and they're a realy good simple cocktail

I knew there wa a cocktail like this but my brain kept going 'haha no just rum and coke' I clearly need to drink more haha.

Jabra X GN Reader SFW wish some hints of N/SFW [suggestive I guess] WC: 500

You’d never been to a club like this before, something a friend had told you about and it tickled your interest enough to pay the price at the door and slink in with your friend who was now nowhere to be seen, off in the shadows hitting on men you guessed.

That was fine, after all, that’s what this sort of place was for. You would never have considered stepping foot somewhere like this once upon a time but you’d been single longer than you’d have liked and there came certain itches when it came to being single.

Such as company being hit on, flirted with, all those butterfly-inducing feelings that made things tingle and buzz made your palms sweaty, and the little hairs on the back of your neck prickle in the best way—the excitement of the chase.

You stood at the bar sipping your rum and coke, looking around the place. Not what you'd have expected, you would have thought it would be dirty and smelly in a club like this one but it wasn’t. Everything looked like an upscale nightclub. 

Silvers, blacks, and a deep red all around you. You took another sip of your drink, eyes roaming the walls, the various decor catching your eye before you saw a man with a wolfish smirk on his face meet your eye. He quirked a brow and without any signal, he sauntered over, hands in his pockets as he sized you up.

You felt like he was going to eat you and with a tinge of shame in the back of your mind, that thought excited you. Trying to play it cool as the man leaned next to you at the bar you nodded a greeting to him.

“Looking for some company?” He asked, the grin growing larger, showing off more teeth as he stared down that handsome nose at you. You liked he was taller, even with the slouch in his posture.

“Maybe, I’m just looking around, getting a feel of the place.” “Ah first time, I get you, I get you. I managed to drag my friend out tonight too.” Jabra jerked his chin toward another handsome man, tall, lean, straight black hair.

Your eyes widened when you noticed he’d been watching the interaction between you and Jabra. He walked over, far less cocky in his swagger than the man with his arm around your shoulder now. 

“This is Lucci and I’m Jabra, this is his first time here too, maybe we could all have some fun huh?” 

Well, this wasn’t expected nor hated… you’d wanted to get someone halfway cutes attention and now you were being offered all sorts of fun situations by not one but TWO handsome men. You downed your drink and set the empty glass down.

“Maybe after another drink hmm?” You batted your eyelashes and Jabra chuckled, clicking his fingers to get the bartender's attention.

This was going to be one hell of a night to talk about with your friends...

[cinnbar-bun]

Smooth Operator- (One Piece Men X Reader)

Scenario: “His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold.”

Featuring: Benn Beckman, Crocodile, Rob Lucci, Shanks, and Smoker (separate)

Rating: NSFW

Notes: Rough sex, GN reader (no specific genitalia described), slight angst but oh well haha, possessive Lucci, reader is a pirate in Smoker’s section.

Word Count: ~1.1k

You can read on my AO3 here!

Work is under the cut!!

Benn Beckman

“Fuck… sweetheart…” he whispers into your ear as he lifts your leg higher up. “Tightenin’ around me so well.”

His hand that is gripping your waist rubs gentle circles with his thumb. He can’t stop how addicted he feels pressing into you, having you clench around him so deliciously, and your lovely, sweet voice crying out his name. It’s a beautiful sight to see whenever he drops by. But you both know he won’t stay long, so you try to savor as much as you can. You, the gentle touches and looks in his eyes that make you believe that this time, maybe, just maybe, he’ll take you with him. Him, the way your body feels around his and the way your face contorts with pleasure at every thrust. He has half a mind to run off and leave everything behind for you. To say screw it and keep himself beside you.

“Beck-! Beck!” You choke out his name, pulling him in closer, and lord, it takes everything in him not to collapse onto you and confess how much he fucking adores you.

“Easy there, darling. I’m right here,” he smoothly replies, for both of your sakes. He feels how close you are and works himself faster. “Just relax and enjoy yourself.”

Crocodile

The smell of alcohol and cigar smoke is heavy in his private room. You always say it won’t happen again, but then those dark eyes of his lock onto yours, and now you’re back at it. In his office, a disheveled mess, bouncing on his thick cock while he grips your waist tightly.

“S-Sir!” You whine, as he taps his cigar on his ashtray and takes another puff. You feel the cold metal of his hook around your back. Despite his attitude, he’s made it a point to never let that golden hook cut you or slice your delicate skin. He just prefers the hook tearing the fabric of your clothes apart.

“Good little thing,” he states, a chuckle rumbling from deep in his chest as he tilts your chin up to him and kisses you roughly. The rings on his hand press into your skin coldly. As he does so, his hook tugs at the remaining bits of fabric and lets the shreds fall to the ground.

“You don’t need them when you’re with me,” he says. A partial lie, to obscure the truth that he wants you to stay longer and desire his help. You moan quietly before he silences you with his lips once more.

Lucci

“I thought I told you to avoid him,” he states, unimpressed with the man who has been getting too comfortable with you. Lucci’s possessiveness towards you has increased for some reason, despite him insisting it was just casual- that he can never love and will never love you. You somehow agreed, and now here he was, covering your mouth with his hand while he fucked you from behind in an attempt to remind you of his prowess. He shoves two fingers inside your mouth, and without any hesitation or instruction, you begin to suck on them.

“Do you need me to punish you for your foolishness? Or did you think I was stupid enough to not find out?” Lucci hisses. You haven’t done anything wrong, he knows this deep down, but god, seeing that man think of trying to be around you sends Lucci’s blood boiling.

He doesn’t love you. He can’t love you. He never will love you. This is just for pleasure, and you’re just his stress relief, a toy he uses for his own sake.

He grips you tighter and tugs at your earlobe with his teeth. “You belong to me. Not him. Not anyone else.”

Shanks

He's never serious. He’s always arriving at your house with that damned smile of his, always easing you up and promising “it’s just a reunion between old friends!” Then he always manages to fold you over any piece of furniture within your house. You wouldn’t be shocked if he had managed to fuck you in every part of your house.

“You’re so….!” You struggle, all while Shanks chuckles and continues to thrust into you. Despite being a bit tipsy and only having one arm, Shanks manages to hit all your sensitive spots- spots he’s become very acquainted with after all these sessions with you.

“Dashing? Handsome?” He begins. You let out a loud moan at particularly rough thrust, which makes him laugh boisterously. “Ah, am I too good for you? No words to describe how amazing I am?”

You want to say he’s awful, that he’s ruining your life with how crazy he makes you, but then he hits that spot again and you crumble.

“Shanks… please…” you beg pathetically, and Shanks nods.

“Anything for my darling~,” the redhead smiles as he leans down to kiss your neck. “Gods, I love you.”

He states it so casually, that you can never tell if he’s being genuine or just messing with you. You don’t know if you can even handle the truth from him anymore.

Smoker

“Think I wouldn’t have noticed, huh?” He growls in your ear. You throw your head back, resting it on his shoulder as he bullies his thick cock into you. You don’t even know what he’s noticed this time, as it’s probably another one of his lame excuses to get you close. Not that you care, as you enjoy this game of cat and mouse with him.

“Wearing all that… sitting in that bar and acting all innocent,” he answers for you. “Think I’m stupid? That I wouldn’t catch you there? You’ve gotten too brazen, pirate.”

“Captain,” you begin, and you feel how he twitches inside you. “You’ve gotten too brazen yourself. How many times has it been now?”

“Don’t ask a question to mine. I’m the one who is asking the questions here,” he cuts you off, continuing to bury himself within you. “I don’t wanna hear shit from that mouth of yours except what I want.”

You smirk at how he’s doing his best to retain his hardass personality, but it’s clear he’s faltering. You taunt him further.

“Yes, sir~.”

At that, Smoker groans and fucks you at an even rougher pace.

“Say that shit again and I’ll turn you in!” He yells, as if he even had the heart to do such a thing to you. For some reason, you were someone he never could capture.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

I feel like Yandere Katakuri wants kids but would use IVF with his sperm because he's afraid of hurting his Darling. Corazon would respect your choice no matter you want. Doffy is giving you a baby whatever you want one or not. Crocodile it's hard to say. Buggy maybe. Rob Lucci would probably do that to control you. Paulie wouldn't. Kaku? Yes he wants kids. Ace and Yamato (they're a package deal): would want kids but if you're scared then Yamato could be the surrogate.

I agree with Katakuri doing IVF or artificial insemination for his darling because that's literally the only way to do that without killing them if they're a normal size. Katakuri would be extremely doting throughout the pregnancy and is openly excited about the baby.

Corazon wouldn't force you, but he gets this longing look in his eyes whenever he sees someone with a baby in public and looks like a kicked puppy.

I have touched on Doflamingo as a dad here. In a scenario where he chooses to have a kid with his darling, it is not optional or up for debate. You should just be grateful that he's "blessing" you with the opportunity to help continue his bloodline.

Crocodile is very on the fence about it. On one hand, the idea of raising a child has basically no appeal to him, but at the same time it feels like a shame to not have an heir to pass down his life's work and achievements to.

Buggy staunchly says that he doesn't want or even like kids, but then he has a whoopsie-baby and now being a dad is his entire personality.

I firmly believe that Lucci is the most child free looking man I've ever seen. He has zero interest in having children of his own, and he's strong enough to not need a baby to control his darling.

Paulie is another fence sitter. He wouldn't mind having kids, but he's hesitant to bring it up. He gives me girl dad vibes and would be a complete push over for them.

Kaku is dying to have a family of his own, but he's at least flexible with how he acquires it. He would be just as happy to adopt children as he would be to have biological ones.

Ace is terrified of reproducing. If he has a biological child, it was a genuine accident and he feels like he's going to have a heart attack when he gets the news. Yamato is very neutral on children. He likes them, but he was fine with not having any after seeing how stressed out Ace got when the subject was broached.

[yoonavii]

⌕ ʀᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜱʟᴇᴇᴘ

⤿ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴢᴏʀᴏ, ꜱʜᴀɴᴋꜱ, ʟᴜᴄᴄɪ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ

⤿ ᴢᴏʀᴏ

Zoro’s movements are deliberate and steady. He cradles you in his arms and sways with a slow, rhythmic motion, creating a calming effect.

Zoro doesn’t need words. The quiet rocking motion is his way of expressing comfort and care without the need for verbal reassurances.

As he rocks you, Zoro’s gaze remains focused on your face. There’s a protective and watchful expression as he ensures you feel safe and secure.

Though not known for his singing, Zoro might hum a soft tune or a lullaby under his breath. The sound is low and soothing, adding a touch of warmth to the moment.

Zoro pays attention to your reactions. If he senses you prefer a different rocking speed or motion, he adjusts accordingly to ensure you find the most comfortable position.

In addition to rocking, Zoro may gently stroke your hair or run his fingers through it. This extra touch adds to the overall soothing experience.

Zoro ensures you’re surrounded by a sense of safety. Whether it’s using a blanket to create a cozy nest or adjusting pillows for maximum comfort, he wants you to feel at ease.

Zoro is patient, rocking you until he senses you’ve drifted off into a peaceful sleep. He takes his time, savoring the quiet moments shared.

Once you’re asleep, Zoro transitions you carefully to the bed. He ensures you remain undisturbed and comfortable as he lays you down.

After you’re asleep, Zoro might linger for a moment, watching over you with a quiet and contented expression before tending to his own rest.

⤿ ꜱʜᴀɴᴋꜱ

Shanks sways back and forth in a slow and gentle rhythm. His movements are effortless, creating a soothing and comforting motion.

Shanks is known for his love of music, so he might softly whistle a calming tune or a sea shanty, adding a melodic touch to the rocking.

Shanks keeps a light atmosphere. He might engage in playful banter, sharing stories or making jokes to lighten the mood as he rocks you.

Shanks pays attention to your cues. If he senses a need for a change in rocking speed or style, he adapts to ensure your comfort.

In between the rocking, he might whisper words of affection or reassurance, letting you know that you’re cared for and safe.

Imagine a scenario where Shanks rocks you in a chair on the deck of his ship, the gentle sounds of the sea providing a serene background. XD

Shanks may gently rub your back or stroke your hair, adding a tactile element to the comfort he provides.

Once you’re in a peaceful sleep, he’ll carefully transitions you to the bed. He ensures you’re settled and comfortable before stepping away.

Shanks may linger for a moment, watching over you with a soft smile. His red eyes reflect a deep sense of affection and care.

⤿ ʟᴜᴄᴄɪ

Lucci’s movements are precise and rhythmic, almost like a well-calibrated machine. His rocking has a steady and consistent pace, providing a sense of stability.

He operates in silence. The only sounds you might hear are the subtle creaks of the chair or the ship. He ensures a quiet and peaceful environment.

Lucci maintains a focused gaze, his intense eyes watching over you with a sense of unwavering attention. It’s almost as if he’s standing guard while rocking you.

While rocking, he might occasionally stroke your hair or back, a subtle gesture that reveals a softer side to his usually stern demeanor.

Lucci strategically places the rocking chair in a quiet, dimly lit corner, creating an optimal environment for relaxation.

He exudes a calm and cool aura. The rocking process reflects this, providing a tranquil experience that complements his composed nature.

When it’s time to transition to the bed, Lucci does so with crisp efficiency. He ensures you’re comfortably settled, adjusting pillows and blankets with meticulous care.

Lucci might hum or softly sing lullabies in a composed manner. His deep voice adds a soothing element to the rocking experience.

He remains vigilant even as you sleep. His watchful gaze continues, ensuring your safety and well-being throughout the night.

Lucci might establish a routine for rocking you to sleep, creating a sense of predictability that aligns with his disciplined nature.

⤿ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ

Sanji’s rocking motion is characterized by a gentle, rhythmic sway. He moves with grace, creating a calming sensation that lulls you into a peaceful sleep.

The room is adorned with softly lit candles, casting a warm and cozy glow. Sanji appreciates the romantic atmosphere, making the rocking session feel like a serene escape.

Smooth jazz music plays softly in the background, adding to the sophisticated and tranquil ambiance as Sanji rocks you to sleep.

He loves the scent of delicious food, so the room is filled with the comforting aroma of freshly baked goods, creating a homey and inviting environment.

The bed is adorned with a plush comforter featuring intricate embroidery. Sanji will ensure that you’re nestled in the softness of the covers during the rocking.

He takes pride in fluffing and adjusting the pillows to perfection, ensuring optimal comfort and support for a good night’s sleep.

He’ll whisper chivalrous and comforting words as he rocks you, creating a sense of security and care.

Incorporating his culinary skills, Sanji might include a gentle foot massage during the rocking session, using soothing oils to enhance relaxation.

Sanji softly hums a calming melody while rocking you, his gentle voice adding an extra layer of tranquility to the bedtime routine.

Sanji might sing or hum soft French lullabies, infusing an air of romance and sophistication into the rocking experience.

Before placing you in bed, Sanji leans down for a gentle goodnight kiss, expressing his care and affection.

A pair of comfy slippers awaits you by the bedside, ensuring your feet touch a soft surface as you transition from rocking to sleep.

He’ll prepare a cup of organic herbal tea known for its calming properties, serving it in a delicate teacup to complement the bedtime routine.

The bed is adorned with silky smooth sheets, providing a luxurious and pampering feel during the rocking session.

Sanji recites soft, romantic poetry or heartfelt words as he rocks you, turning the bedtime routine into a poetic and tender experience.

©𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐈— Any sign/evidence of plagiarism made from outside this name will be dealt with by whatever means necessary. Legal action may occur if non fanfiction works are plagiarized.

[fanaticsnail]

How They Kiss

Masterlist Here

Word count: 200+ x4

Synopsis: four very different kisses with your favourite one piece characters. Small drabbles for four different scenarios.

Notes: I needed to write some kisses. Just some sweet kisses with our favourites. I adore writing kisses. There needs to be more kisses. This is me procrastinating. Art link

Apprehensive Tag List: @sordidmusings @feral-artistry @i-am-vita @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @gingernut1314 @mfreedomstuff @carrotsunshine @vespidphoenix

Aggressive Passion

Zoro, Kid, Killer, Doflamingo, Buggy, Crocodile, Luffy, Roger, Garp, Arlong, Lucci, Nami, Alvida, Ikkaku

Hands heaped in bunches clutch behind your head, fistfuls of your hair scrunched firmly against your scalp. Each moment you attempt to pull away and gasp for air, they're back on you and holding you firmly while their lips latch themselves desperately against your own.

All raw, all passion, all encumbering; consuming all of who and what you are and forging their claim upon you by the brutality of their embrace. Should you struggle to flee from their vice-like grip, desperately in need of a reprieve; their relentless tongue enters your mouth and captures your essence while simultaneously molding themselves into you.

When a small amount reprieve is granted; their lips find your jaw, your chin, your neck, and your shoulders. Wandering fingers scrape and claw at your back as your body is held at ransom to their vivacious lust. They have to claim you, they have to showcase their ownership of all that you are, they have to demonstrate to all surrounds that you are theirs and theirs alone.

Their lips write threats on your skin, and their raspy, lustful voice growls between bites, licks, and kisses.

“Mine,” their voice growls in a predatory rumble, their intentions not only convincing you, but themselves, “All mine.”

Silent Romance

Mihawk, Beckman, Rosinante Corazon, Rayleigh, Law, Shanks, Marco, Aokiji Kuzon, Robin, Vivi, Boa Hancock

Eyes glazed before shrouded beneath their fluttering eyelids, their lips caress yours with more words than lips could ever speak. A whisper calls to you, beckons you in as they rotate their chin to deepen their tantric oscillation.

Their hands wander up to cradle your flesh, gently raking the brush of their fingertips over your exposed skin before dipping beneath your shirt to seek out your body heat. Soft calls of their unspoken plea to open yourself up to a little more, they pull away from your lips to brush their nose and nuzzle their forehead against your own.

Your eyes flutter open, noticing their eyelids are partially cracked and gazing at you with longing. Their bruised lips softly upturn, their squinted smile showcased in the corner of their eyes. Anchoring yourself against them, you reignite their desire by pressing your lips once more to theirs.

As they part their lips, you feel the furrow of their brow in deep concentration, wrapped up in sharing the small carving of their personal bliss painted against you. It was portraiture, mapping your lips with their own and tasting the brushstrokes within each small change in momentum.

They whisper a call of your name, as their lips hover over yours. Their eyes hold more emotion than their words could ever speak.

Desperate Longing

Sanji, Ace, Shachi, Penguin, Helmeppo

The final lunge towards you held you captivated and in awe. Hands gripped at your waist, hips stapled your body between the hard surface of the cool floor, and the warmth of their body caging you beneath them.

Their warm tongue darted out to dominate and consume your own, breathy pants and whimpered whispers pleading a chant of, “More. Please more.”

Your hands reach up to caress their cheeks, hovering over the subtle dips and grooves you have mapped from memory. As they groaned through their struggle to claim more of your flavor over their palate, you met their desperation with only reciprocated passion.

Tugging at their hair has them whine against your lips. A strangulated groan followed by a roll of their eyes in bliss as you rolled them beneath your body with expert skill. Placing your hands beside their head and dipping down, you pressed an equally overemphatic kiss against their bruised lips.

Breath stolen from their lungs, heart beating with anxious rapidity, and hands wandering and roaming over your body; you bit, licked, caressed and sucked on their lips, jaw and neck as they cried out for you.

“Please,” they sniffed a soft sob, gasping their plea with the call of your name, “Please, I need more. Let me have more.”

Nervous Uncertainty

Usopp, Koby, Katakuri, Sabo, Franky, Hongo, Uni, Jimbei, Bartolomeo

A soft quiver in the corner of their lips, their brows elevated into a peaked triangle centralized to their forehead. Your eyes were darting between theirs, watching them wordlessly begin leaning in towards you.

Stuttering in their momentum, they hover their staggering lips over your own and their breath brushes against your skin. What felt like an eternity to them, they waited the turn of your cheek to reject their advance.

Your lips draw up into a broad smile, your eyelashes flutter as you lean in to take that final plunge and meet their lips. A shocked gasp is pulled from their throat, your smile only making their nerves spark with more intensity.

A hum of surprise fled from their lips the moment you parted your mouth to brush your tongue against theirs. Caressing their cheek, you support and guide them to make bolder movements. When their right hand finds your left, they interlace their fingers within your own while drawing their left hand to your hips.

What started with a steady and unsure stagger quickly sprung to more deliberate and intentional movements. They deepen the kiss with an angle of their chin, the brush of their nose and several open presses of their lips on yours.

“I don't do this often,” their voice quivers out their hushed confession, “But I want to keep doing this with you.”

[torawro]

okieeee here’s an enies lobby + post enies lobby dump 🙂‍↕️ i’ll yap in the comments ! sorry i talk too much.

i forgot to ask y’all sooner but what if i made like a hugeeeee live thread detailing my thoughts and ramblings as i watch op? i think it may be kind of fun