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peanutbubba · 5 months ago

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Don’t Stop

Law x Gn!Reader, 6”8+ reader, reader has a dick, Sub!Bottom Law, Dom!Top Reader, size difference/kink, masturbating, fingering, Law gets caught, edging, overstimulation, 3.8k+ words, not beta read, this is shit

Truthfully, when Law got together with you he did not care for the difference in height between you, it was not one of the things that initially made him fancy you.

He was already a tall man, on top of that, his small collection of boots all had around three to four inches on them, it made it quite easy to match your height enough so he wasn’t reeling his head back to look at you. But even then, you still had a good few inches on him. He always had to tilt his chin, his eyes automatically peering through his lashes to look at you, in turn you’d look down through yours.

In no way did it help either that you had bad posture, always a little slouched no matter how many times Law told you to stand straight, not that he was one to talk.

A choked moan left him, his hand gripping tighter on your jacket and shoving it in his face.

The size difference between the two of you was never something he noticed, yet now he was practically writhing on his bed because of it.

It started innocently, a need to have something of you in his bed while you were away, so he adorned your clothing. Shamelessly he stole an entire outfit of yours, trading it for the clothes he usually wore to sleep, the scent of you invading his nose in a pleasing way.

Most likely it would have stayed innocent as well if it wasn’t for that damned mirror, his eyes narrowing at his own reflection, his face beginning to burn red.

He was practically swimming in your clothing, your shirt pooled below his hips hiding how your sweatpants barely hung to his hips. Law knew he wasn’t a small man, yet compared to you he was getting dwarfed.

Law never considered himself to be a man who had a size difference kink, you might just be changing that about him however, damn bastard.

It wasn’t his fault how he immediately went back to your wardrobe, fishing out a jacket that you wore recently still heavy with your scent, almost stumbling over your sweatpants hooking under his feet as he tried to dash for the bed.

That’s how he got here, his leg jerking up from where it’s tangled with his bed sheet, knocking his knees together accidentally as he whines and closes them.

Heaving on his back as he forces his thighs to open back up, gritting his teeth as his cold hand once more wraps around his aching dick. Jerking himself off harshly to the thought and scent of you, slightly disappointed in the back of his mind that it was him and not you touching himself like this.

Next time he was bedded by you he swore he’d take off his heels, probably even force you to screw him on the wall so he could feel your full looming height.

Tears prick at his eyes, every sensation that he was giving himself not nearly enough, a whine following from his lips because the way he touched himself was nothing compared to how you did it. Fuck he hated how he realized your height, how small he was compared to you because now his own small hand wasn’t comparing, he need you to touch him.

With a pathetic grunt he throws the jacket to the side, your smell alone nor longer enough to satisfy him. He’d be flinging colorful words at his past self if he could now because he was becoming undone by the thought of you alone, yet you were nowhere to be seen when he truly needed you. Instead he was stuck alone on a cold bed, huffing as he rutts up in his hand desperately.

He’d never cum like this, he knew that though stubbornly he continued absolutely in denial that you alone could turn him into some teenage hornball. He was in his late 20’s for fucks sake! But here he was shoving his slim fingers in his mouth the way you would, moaning softly as he presses the pads of his fingers down on his tongue. Rolling his tongue around his own fingers, coating every part of them in saliva like how he would yours, growing needier for you with each passing second as he imagined it was you doing this to him and not himself.

He pulls out his fingers from his mouth spit connecting them to his lips before breaking, gasps and soft dissatisfied moans leaving him freely now that his mouth was once more empty. Disappointedly he takes his hand off his aching cock, flipping himself over on the bed so he was on his knees, his back arched and legs spread wide like you truly were behind him.

Law should have been embarrassed, ashamed that greedily he was back to fisting his cock, his other hand reaching behind and prodding at his hole. He could not think of anything but the thought of how glorious his climax would be, or how he got considerably more excited at the thought of you having finished your mission and walking in on him.

Would you be surprised? Angry? He honestly hopes you just take control of him, help run him off to the finish line as you usually would. Though, knowing you, you’d probably tease him about it. Law bucks his hips in his hand biting his lip to refrain from making any noises, his toes curling at thoughts of how you’d mess with him.

Without any other delay he pushes his fingers into his hole, whimpering at the feel of his touch on his own walls. Cozying the side of his face on to the sheets of your shared bed, hips wiggling in the air excitedly as inked fingers work past the subtle soreness in them.

Never in his life had he wished that he had more hands then right now, he desperately wished he could play with other parts of his body the same way you would when having sex with him. Ruining the sheets under him mindlessly, spit spilling from his open lips, precum also leaking past his fingers and onto the bed sheets.

A frustrated look about him as he shuts his glazed over eyes tightly trying to concentrate, a sheen of sweat covering him as he angrily fought over whether it was more worth it to thrust into hand or buck back into his fingers.

Small whine and whimpers fell from his mouth, a testament to how he was working himself to an inch of his life, so needily searching for the same high you usually gave him.

The only thing that made him stop was when heard the door open, his stomach immediately twisting in anxiety as someone walks in on him. Immediately he’s pulling his hands off of himself, as if fire licked his skin enough to burn, pulling the sweatpants back over his hips as he turns around flustered to see who was in his room.

His eyes widen and face flushes even more when he sees it's you, staring back at him equally shocked. Pure silence fills the room for a good few seconds before you’re closing the door behind you, the only sound being the metal lock closing the door permanently and you quickly shuffling over to him.

A shudder comes over him as you grab his ankle from the end of the bed, your large hand wrapping around it easily as you pull him down to you, a small squeak leaving Law but he doesn’t fight against you.

“Y/N-ya, what are you doing?” He asks, his brows furrowing as his hands grip at the end of your shirt, pushing it back down over his stomach after the bed lifts it up.

His breathing hitching as he hears your laughter, your once tired face now beaming up at him with pure joy. “What am I doing? What were you doing?! In my clothes no less,” you cheekily tease.

Law’s nose scrunches up in embarrassment, turning his head away from you as his lips go in a tight line, tense as he grapples with if he should tell you or not. It's not that he needed to, he knows that you know what you were doing, you were just playing games with him, seeing if he would actually say it with his own mouth.

You, thankfully, don’t force him to say anything. Knocking his shoulder with your head you rest there for a second, hands coming up and brushing against his body hidden by your clothing, a whine being bitten back by Law.

“Let’s play a game,” you suggest quietly, kissing along the skin exposed by your dipping shirt’s neckline, “unless you’re not up for the challenge?”

Law scoffs, offended that you would even say something like that, “You’re on.”

“Good!” You chirp, lifting yourself back up and away from him, ��All you have to do, is make sure my clothes don’t fall.”

A smug expression appears on Law’s face, he had this challenge in the bag then if you were going to make it so easy. He watches how you mess with your boiler suit for a moment, taking it off before you move over to the dresser for a moment, coming back with a lubed up cock.

He practically drools at the sight, whimpering silently at the mere sight of your massive dick, his stretched hole twitching in need to be filled by it. Your massive hands finding his body and flipping him over on his stomach easily, Law gasps letting go of the shirt and trying to go up on his hands before you softly gripping the back of his head, pushing his face down back on the sheets leaving him with a heated face.

Pushing down your sweatpants just enough off his hips to expose his ass to the cold air you let out a chuckle, only vibrating more with laughter when he hisses at how you lift his hips up with one hand, his knees barely grazing the bed now.

Letting go of his head you take your own lubed up dick in your hand, lining it up with Law’s hole and carefully pushing into him. Paying close attention to make sure you’re not hurting him, you were much bigger than him, it was only fair for you to treat him so daintily even if Law despised it.

And when you finally bottom out you wait for a few moments, letting Law adjust to your size as he groans and writhes in the sheets, clenching it under his hands. Wiggling his hips as an okay he’s sorely disappointed when you still don’t move.

Looking past his shoulder he scowls at you, baring teeth angrily, “What the fuck?”

You don’t say anything back, simply a knowing smile on your face as your free hand clasps on his exposed stomach. Law gasps, freeing his hands from the sheets and tugging down the end of your shirt to cover his stomach, shoving your hand off him in the process as he glares at you.

The pissed expression on his face doesn’t last long however, being interrupted by a moan when you pull your hips back before harshly thrusting back into him, his hole immediately clenching tight around you.

You groan as he tightens up on you, eager thrust slowly down barely as you fight against his hole sucking your dick back up.

He was so pent up from not having you for days, every thrust you gave him making him jolt like he was struck by lightning. He needed this so bad, but that he has it he's not even sure if he can handle it. Garbled words leaving his mouth as he slowly reaches his peak, legs thrashing around in the air.

When you hit his sweet spot is really when he starts acting up even more, arching his back as he lets out an unchecked whimper, his squirming continuing until your free hand is grabbing his leg hard enough to bruise.

The now unconventional only serves him more pleasure as he takes you even deeper with each thrust, his teeth gritting and eyes widened at the realization that he could practically feel you in his throat.

“T-too much,” he’s hardly able to grunt out behind clenched teeth, fingers flexing on the hem of your shirt as he desperately tries to remember the reasoning behind why he needed to hold it again.

After a couple of seconds he determines that surely there isn’t a good enough reason, every once purposely collected and sorted thought he had in his mind gone except for the pleasure you were drilling into him.

A sputtered sound of your name leaving him as his climax nears, no longer able to handle it and letting go of the shirt. One of his hands shoots out and grasps at your wrist of the hand holding his hip, the other tangling itself in the mess of a blanket under him.

Just as quickly as the shirt rides up his stomach past his chest and pools towards his shoulders your thrusts stop, a low hiss coming from you as you cock twitches at the abrupt absence of pleasure.

“Law,” you hum out disappointedly, and it takes Law a moment, bleary eyes blinking as he thinks over what he’s done to deserve you stopping him from cumming.

When he realizes he merely becomes huffy, burying his sweaty face into the sheets with a pout and letting go of your wrist, single hand forcing the shirt to go and cover him once more.

Snapping your hips back into him he lets out a sound of a hiccup and whines at the same time, hand thrusts in reaction but not letting go of the shirt having learned his lesson.

“Cl-ose!” He yips into the blanket, another particularly hard thrust making him break even further into a sweat.

He was suffocating, maybe, perhaps… or he was just being overdramatic to the many layers adorning his skin. Not that he was going to complain if it got you fucking into him like it was the last time you would, if does end up surviving this with at least half a brain maybe he’ll decide to tempt for real by wearing some more of your outfits.

Besides that point, god was your dick breaking him down, inside out with every smack of your hips against his. Whorish moans soaked up by the bed along with the drool that spewed from his mouth.

For a moment he even wonders if he’s being too loud, not that it matters when within the next second he tenses up, his own neglected cock twitching madly before soiling his boxers in creamy white. His hand falls limply from the shirt as he reaches for the stars with his climax, you helping him in his high as you continue to thrust behind him, also trying to find your own finish line.

Your hips stutter for a moment, a breathy gasp leaving you of, “I’m cumming,” before you’re filling Law’s stomach with your hot seed.

Slipping his eyes closed, Law tries to gain some of his breath, feeling how you pull out of him and gently rub at his leg before letting go, placing his wobbly knees carefully on the bed.

His eyes are immediately shot back open however when he feels you rutting against his ass, cock still very hard as you bury your face on his shoulder blade.

“Y/n-ya!” He hisses in disbelief, your stamina still surprising him even after how many times you two have had sex.

He can feel how you pout against his clothed skin, stopping your movements as you try and burrow further into his skin, not wanting to face him.

“Please?” You ask softly, warping your arms around his waist rubbing at the skin your hands touch with care.

Law huffs, brows furrowing as he answers you, “Fine…”

Somewhat he smiles when he hears how you get excited, going from his shoulder blade to his neck and happily kisses him there in thanks, it looks more like a creepy smirk however.

Lifting him up from the bed, Law groans, feeling how your seed spills out of him slowly, rolling down his thighs stickily. Eyes widening as you leave the space of the bed and go to the nearest wall, pressing him into it.

“You bastard! You did this on purpose didn’t you, Y/n-ya?” He grits out, feeling how wobbly his legs were on the ground, his own balance untrustworthy now.

You cheekily giggle behind him, a new sort of evil to your tone as you hum a, “Yup,” right next to his ear.

Your hands clasp over Law’s guiding one of them to the sweat pants now falling from his hips, the other weaving your fingers with his. It doesn’t take him long to figure out what you’re telling him to do, immediately taking the hem of the sweat pants in his hands and pulling it up slightly with a grumble.

Releasing Law’s hand you move your free hand to instead hold on to his hip again, lining yourself up and sinking your dick back into his needy hole.

Law whimpers, already overly sensitive from having already cum once, his own cock twitching back to life reluctantly.

You waste no time, joyously pulling almost all the way out before snapping your hip back into his, a wet mix of lube cum and spit squelching out at the intrusion.

It doesn’t take you long to find Law’s sweet spot again before you’re thrusting into it like some manic fed off his moans, his mind growing ever cloudier as tears brim his eyes from the overstimulation.

Half the things around him hardly register in his muddled brain, the hot tears and drool streaming down his face, his cheek pressed against the once cold metal of the Polar Tang. Law hates to admit it but very easily he loses his mind and body to you, like a fiddle being played mercilessly by a master.

Not that he would complain. Not that he would admit it either…

He did enjoy it however, how you made his body scream for you, made whimper and whines he’d never let anyone but you hear. And, as always the conniving pirate never stopped his cocky little smirk, because just as obsessed as he was with you ravaging him like some beast he was sure you were equally the same.

The grip alone you had on his hips hard enough to leave marks quite the testament, and he enjoys it, because then he gets to stare in the mirror at his reflection as he’s putting ointment on the bruises to remind how easily you toss him around, how much bigger you are than him.

Every thrust you give him that forms a little bump in his stomach as it stretches to try and accommodate you, the way your hands feel around his smaller body, it doesn’t take long before his fingers can no longer clasp around fabric anymore, tired and shaky.

But you follow your rules, even as your entire body begs for you not to, and Law almost instantly knows the reasoning behind it.

Whining as he reaches down for the hem of the sweatpants again, “J-jerk.”

Pulling it back up over his legs he realizes as you start again that he has to start back from zero, the impending climax he had now gone instead for a low simmering in his stomach.

He’s pissed, eyes shutting as he tries to focus back on the pistoning of your hips against his, clenching around you to no avail to try and make sure the rest of your cum in him stays in him.

Biting his lips enough to rip skin as moans are ripped from him, he’ll surely get a sore throat from this.

Though it’s not enough for him, this stupid game of yours depriving him of your hands on his body, or his on your, a searing ache everywhere that only your touch could soothe.

Despite that, his once edged high comes back far easier than he anticipated, like a bullet shot out of nowhere that has him slumping down weakly even further pressed between you and the wall.

In another mix of star seeking pleasure he once more drops his focus off of his hand, going to buck back into your thrusts instead, the once held sweatpants falling under your vigorous pounding.

This time he is quicker than you are, a deep growl settling itself in his throat as he opens his eyes to look at you, “Stop and I swear I’ll kill you.”

It was an empty threat but still had your lips raising in a grin, “Yeah?” You challenge back, slowly down your hips but still softly rocking in him.

He doesn’t take too kindly to that, placing his free hand on the wall and pushing himself back on you.

“M-mmph! You’re terrible,” he moans, wobbly he goes back close to the wall before once more pushing back.

He blushes when you have to bend down to face him, your hot breath fanning against his neck as you stare at him through have lidded eyes, “Fine, you win this time.”

Pulling out before you’re thrusting back into him, his eyes rolling back, “Yes!”

Though it wasn’t enough, Law was a greedy man, and he was not afraid at all to let you know. Taking your shirt’s damp collar in his hand and pulling you closer to his face with a smirk, “Come o-on now, y/n-ya… you can do, ah, better than that.” He doesn’t miss how that makes your eye twitch in irritation, only making him shudder with excitement.

Promptly Law shuts up, other than his many moans and shouts of your name and pleas, every snap of your hips to his strong enough that you were sure he would even have difficulty sitting.

It surely would be a gift having Law complaining in your ear about going easier on him as if he wasn’t the one begging you to go faster, harder, he would never admit it even if he knew it though, he still had his pride to keep intact.

It wasn’t long before the coil in Law’s stomach was tightening dangerously so, barely being able to mumble the word cumming through the noises leaving him. You weren’t faring any better, burying your face in the crook of Law’s neck to try and muffle the noise coming from you.

A few more thrusts and Law’s cumming hard enough he swears he sees heaven, shockwaves of pleasure going through his body as he clenches up around you hurdling you down your climax as well.

After a few moments of silence Law is the first one to speak up through heavy breathing, “I’m never doing that again.”

He feels how you pout in his neck, letting out a noise of complaint back but not having the energy to argue.

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I got spoiled for one of the lasest episodes of One Piece and did y’all SEE Law?! OOOO. Yeah, don’t ask me ANYTHINGGG about the surroundings, I was too focused on his face. I have to catch up already so I can see that scene on my own terms.

I saw you in my inbox ✨💀✨ anon, thank you for your kind words! Honestly falling over though because I spent an embarrassingly long time trying to get this fic right and I still don’t believe I did your idea any justice.

Anyways, I feel so bad about making you guys wait so long, I really hope you enjoyed. Pea’s out!

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dkettchen · 8 months ago

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I do enjoy dressing her entirely in canon outfits/cuts and the occasional top she's borrowed from nami and being like ye canon!sanji sure does own a pair of 3/4 pants with ballerina loafers he sure did wear that before with his whole cishet man ass and we didn't bat a single eye at it

#one piece #trans!sanji #sanji #sanami #zosan #nami #zoro #the two wolves that live in my head are in constant conflict between #'trans!sanji should be butch to live the gnc trans lesbian dream and to maintain the previous wardrobe sensibilities'#and 'canon!sanji is visibly straining against the limitations of male fashion she'd be way more femme than u think once freed from them'#like I feel like I'm not doing sanji as a character justice if I only ever dress her in the butchest possible stuff #but also god it'd be boring to just dress her straight-passing #I think we're going with 'dresses comfy at home and for practicality and goes all out femme when an occasion presents itself'#edit: it's not fucking showing this on my feed why tumblr it's fully sfw why are you like this I can't cut this one up to solve it aaahh #I tried different file format and resizing it and neither one worked smh #update: I cropped like 5 FUCKING PIXELS off the edges and it solved it WHY IS IT LIKE THIS TUMBLR WHY #is nami's hair now tangenting with the border oh boy it sure is but alas tumblr won't let me show you this post otherwise apparently smh

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incculum · 1 year ago

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titty fucking zoro after teasing and sucking on his pecs for hours.. him cumming just from his nipples being pinched while your cock pokes and teases his lips <3

Roronoa Zoro.

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post time-skip Zoro | a little bit of feminization (calling his pecs 'tits') | nipple / chest play & biting | tit-fucking | a little oral

a/n: this almost perfectly fits a Zoro tit-fucking draft I've had for some time so I'm using that & adding to it. (meaning this is a perfect thirst<3 ty)

it turned out little longer too, so I'm making it a one-shot

Zoro groans and the heat in his face only intensifies when your hands continue to wander across his exposed chest and your thumbs press harder against his reddened nipples.

"Let me fuck your tits."

Zoro chokes on his breath. Your words go straight to his dick and you can feel the muscles in his thighs tense around your hips when he presses himself a little closer.

"Don't call them that..." he mumbles.

"How can I not? Your chest is bigger each time I see you." Zoro's head tips forward, watching your hands play with his chest. "Almost like a woman's," you add and smile when Zoro's breath stutters. His fingers play with the band of your pants and you make sure to maintain eye contact. It's so unlike him to be this shy and flustered, he knows it but he really can't help it around you, and you know it, too.

You cup his chest with your hands and bring your head down to press a kiss against the scar that noticeably contrasts his flushed skin. You rub circles around his nipples with your thumbs and a strangled moan leaves him when you can't help but lower your head further, biting the sensitive flesh and adding another spot to his already mark-littered chest. His hips jut forward and he has to hold onto your shoulders to keep himself from toppling over in your lap, making you laugh quietly. He squeezes your shoulders tightly in retaliation and you only press a kiss against the new bite mark in response. You flatten your tongue and softly run it over his scar before moving past it, swirling your tongue around his nipple and rolling the other between your fingers. Zoro groans and pants into your ear and his hips rock forward when you softly bite. His ass grinds against your hard-on and you feel his thighs tremble around you before he stops moving all together and his chest heaves against yours. You can feel his cum begin to soak through his and your clothing again when he doesn't make any efforts to move away and you only smile against his skin.

"Did you cum, again?" You lift your head and Zoro's eye stays trained on you, almost looking at you like a timid virgin. "It's only fair for it to be my turn now." Zoro doesn't answer but his face turns a deeper red.

"Please?" You lean in and ask against his lips, hushed and careful. Your pointer fingers and thumbs hook around his swelling nipples once more and pinch softly. Zoro lets out an equally soft sigh through his nose but doesn't complain, giving you the response you were hoping for in a quiet tone matching yours, "..fine."

You tilt your chin forward and the way he kisses you back shows you just how excited he really is. Zoro pants softly when you part and you cup his cheek in your hand, softly rubbing the scar that forces his left eye shut with your fingers. A flustered heat radiates off of his skin and into your palm. "Need a moment?"

"No," he answers quickly before catching himself, "no, I'm fine," he briefly grins at you when you whisper an 'okay' before lifting himself off of your lap, following the guidance of your hands on his hips and allowing you to see him already beginning to get hard again when he takes a step back.

You don't comment on it, instead shifting closer to the edge of the bed. Zoro kneels down in front of you, fingers already slipping into your waistband. Part of him is a little disappointed you took your hands off of his chest, but the anticipation pooling in his stomach makes up for any complaints teetering on the tip of his tongue.

"You seem," you lift your hips to make it easier for Zoro, and he pulls your pants and underwear down to your thighs in one motion, "a little more eager than you were letting on." He lets out a sharp huff through his nose at your little tease, briefly looking up into your eyes, but unable to argue.

"Maybe."

Your hips jump slightly when he wraps his rough hands around your cock. You watch him lean forward and part his lips, drooling onto your hard-on and his knuckles, "fuck, Zoro."

Zoro raises his head again and sits back onto his heels. He twists his wrists simultaneously, watching you sigh when his slick spit spreads over your cock. His thumb rubs against your slit with a rare gentleness and he swallows the saliva gathering in his mouth again at the sight of your wet dick.

"Okay," he mutters, mostly to himself, pushing himself up onto his knees and pulling his hands away from your cock, though his gaze stays trained on it as he cups his chest and leans forward. He pauses for a moment when your cock presses up against his chest and pushes his pecs together.

You cup the back of Zoro's head with your left hand, breath catching in your throat when his tits envelop your cock so perfectly. You briefly wonder just how eager he must have been if he already knows exactly what to do without you saying a single word to guide him.

His earrings jingle with every move and bump against your fingertips, tearing you away from your thoughts. Your cock leaves a shiny mix of your pre-cum and Zoro's saliva behind on his skin when it seems to almost disappear between his pecs and reappear right against his lips. His chest hugs your dick so well. It's so warm and surprisingly soft. He pulls his bottom lip in between his teeth and finds his fingers pressing up against the sensitive spots on his tits, trying to replicate your touch. He holds his chest in his palms and pinches his swollen nipples. A soft sound rips out of him and his thighs tense and press together. He shifts on his knees and sighs through his nose.

"You're.." the tip of your cock pokes Zoro's lips and paints them with your pre-cum like a sheer lip gloss every time he pushes himself down, leaving behind a thin string of fluids connecting his mouth and your tip when your dick disappears back between his tits, "..really good at this," you mutter.

"Yeah?" He can't help but stare at your cock sandwiched between his pecs and his thoughts can't help but concentrate on the way your tip taps at his lips.

"Yeah." You inhale sharply when Zoro slowly licks his lips clean of your pre-cum with a low moan, now looking up at you again. His fingers stay pressed against his nipples and he gives you a brief, smug smile, not giving you a chance to question what it means before his head tips downwards.

A gasp of Zoro's name leaves your lips when he sticks his tongue out and laps at the head of your dick whenever it appears in front of his mouth. He gives you a quick glance and his lips form an open-mouthed smile when your fingers curl into the bedsheets and your arm jerks, pushing his head down lower with your hand still on the back of his head.

Zoro lets you push him and looks up at you through his eyelashes. He's sure he'll let you do anything to him if it means he'll be the one making you cum.

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cherrryxx · 1 year ago

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Short shitpost

Cuddle/sleeping hc’s for Shanks, Ace, Sanji, and Zoro

Warnings(?): Fluff, reader gets lots of cuddles, male reader, mild cursing

SHANKS

-loud ass snoring

-no, literally, this man definitely mouth breathes as he sleeps

-doesn’t take time to get comfortable, just flops down and passes out

-he’ll use his arm to hold you next to him, or if you move a lot in your sleep he’ll lay on you and tuck his arm underneath so he doesn’t lose his grip

-would also like it when you lay your head on his shoulder when he sleeps on his back

-so much easier on his arm and very comfortable

-If he sees you fell asleep somewhere unconventional, he’ll let out a sigh before tucking his arm around your waist and carrying you to bed, chuckling a bit afterwards

-Shanks will definitely tease you about it after you wake up, but for now he’ll let you enjoy your sleep

ACE

-Doesn’t snore often but you can hear him grunt and toss around in his sleep nearly every day

-has talked a few times in his sleep, mostly when you’re trying to get him up

-Spread eagle sleeper

-All over the bed, there’s no your half or his half, he’s everywhere

-If he’s feeling cuddly (which is almost all the time), he’ll spoon you or hug you

-He likes spooning you more so he can just completely cover you with himself.

-Not above flopping down on top of you if you don’t give him attention.

-His bed hardly has any blankets, his reason?

“I’ll just keep you warm”

-you don’t even get the chance to fall asleep anywhere besides a bed

-the second he sees you nodding off a bit he’ll insist that you go to bed right away.

-If you keep telling him no or that you’re fine he’ll just sling you over his shoulder and bring you to bed anyways

SANJI

-In the bed you are treated like a PRINCE

-Not enough pillows? Blankets? He’ll get up (even in the middle of the night) and get more

-Loves to press his face to your neck and just wrap his arms around you.

-the feeling of your breathing on his head is just so comforting to him

-Sometimes he’ll sit up on his arm and watch you sleep until he grows tired himself.

-He doesn’t smoke in his room since it would make the bed reek, but you can still smell the faint smell of smoke (it def smells really nice in small amounts)

-Would also love love LOVE when you fall asleep on top of him, just let him hold you there and he’d be beyond happy

-If he sees you fall asleep in the kitchen while you stay up with him to cook, he’ll just smile and tuck a blanket over you before finishing up

-Then he lifts you up bridal style and brings you to bed, peppering your forehead with kisses as he tucks you in

ZORO

-He also snores, not all the time though

-Sleeps anywhere he feels like it, but when he does sleep in his bed he’s a pretty solid sleeper

-Which isn’t good when he’s got his arm around you and you can’t get up

-Death grip cuddler, you aren’t leaving unless he wants you to

-He loves it when you initiate it, just lay your head on his shoulder and he’ll be happy

-Also loves to just press his face to the middle of your torso and wrap both his arms around your waist

-Doesn’t move or roll in his sleep, but every once in awhile he may roll onto his back to get more comfortable

-Man definitely talks in his sleep sometimes, you could have a whole conversation before realizing he wasn’t even conscious for any of it

-Has occasionally shoved you away thinking you were Luffy trying to wake him up

-If he sees you fall asleep anywhere that isn’t the bed he’ll lightly scold you for not going to bed if you were tired, but only after he carries you like a sack of potatoes to bed so you can sleep properly.

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slutfactory · 1 year ago

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FR. I want him to watch me fuck him from every possible angle. Kinda like mirror sex, but without the mirror ig? Growling and barking rn.

Can I be the 🏴‍☠️ anon?

yes you can. <3 here, have a mini drabble lol.

buggy the clown mini ! | cw. buggy w his head and body separated, reader's gender/genitalia is not disclosed but was intended to have a dick (can possibly be seen as a strap?), rushed n not proofread.

“see this, buggs?” you ask as you held the pirate's legs apart, fucking him—or his body, rather—in a full nelson. his head sat on a nearby table, where he watched as you had your way with him. “look at how much you're twitching..” you nudged his cock with a finger, to which his entire body jolted lightly in your hold.

buggy looked up at you for a moment before his eyes flitted to the side, then back at you. he didn't know where to look. watching you pound him was a little humiliating, but possibly making eye contact with you was equally embarrassing. he wanted to retort like he usually did but was afraid his voice might betray him. though, he wasn't exactly doing a good job of silencing his moans anyway. not with you pounding him like a pornstar.

you tightened your grip on buggy's thighs. “c'mon, baby. stroke yourself for me.” the clown hesitated, but obeyed, fisting his cock with vigor he didn't even realize he had. with all the stimulation, he couldn't help but let out a whine. “good boy. feels good, hm?” you purred.

a broken cry of pleasure was all you got in response. and it was all the response you needed.

#💿 slutfactory cds #top reader #dom reader #top!reader #dom!reader #top male reader #dom male reader #seme male reader #one piece smut #sub character #sub one piece #buggy smut #one piece x reader smut #bottom character #gay

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tourturestarradio · 6 months ago

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could we get nsfw/kink hcs for nami and robin with a dom!male s/o? please and thank you!!!

𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇★

“𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬”

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prompt: Nami/Robin X Dom! male reader hc!

Warnings: p in v, oral (fem receiving), spanking, crying, overstimulation, fingering, mirror sex, praise/degrading, orgasm denial, nipple play,

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

sfw

When you first joined the crew she thought you were gonna be a Sanji 2.0 so she was a little rude/harsh towards you at first.

But once you started to get comfortable she wasn’t as mean but she still treated you like she would anyone else on the crew.

During a serious mission she for sure thought she was a goner, until you swooped in and helped her.

But that doesn’t mean she’s a damsel in distress! So don’t treat her like one!

But after a little while she grew close with you, teasing and flirting with you, she thought it was cute how you reacted.

she’d drag you out to go shopping with her all the time and after prepare to carry all the bags she had.

you were a real sweetheart, a little shy at times, but your looks didn’t help much you were big a muscular scars and a few tattoos scattered around your body.

so it shocked her one night to see a completely different side of you she wished she seen earlier.

Nsfw

She had been poking fun at you all day for a little slip up you had while fighting

At dinner you had got up and left after she had made another jab at you.

Did she feel bad? No. But she didn’t want you to feel bad so she decided to come bother you some more.

she liked to bother you no matter your mood if it meant getting her brains fucked out then so be it

sometimes you were gentle but more often than not you were rough and unforgiving

she loved it when you praised her, but call her a slut, whore, your little slut be mean to her slap her around a little bit

“Finally! Took you long enough!” She sighed rolling her eyes, You stared down at her “here to make another joke Nami?” You asked, she chuckled “you know me too well~” she said nudging your arm.

However you sighed just wanting to go to sleep, Nami didn’t catch onto that. Well she did she just didn’t care.

“What’s the matter? Still upset about what I said M/n?” She smirked, you didn’t answer prompting her to lean closer giving you a good view of her cleavage, “aww big boys got no words-“ without warning you pulled her into your room slamming the door shut you pressed her up against it.

“What the?! hey!-“ she hushed when she saw your usually bright eyes looming down at her, your arms caging her in. She chuckled knowing she was getting to you “yaknow M/n you look kinda hot like this, all serious” She stated leaning close to you.

Her chest pressed right up against yours, she opened her mouth to speak again but you placed your hand over her mouth “Nami, for once in your life to close that pretty mouth of yours.”

Oh…your voice sent shivers down her spine going straight to her core, she pressed her thighs together causing you to raise a brow a smirk growing on your face.

Your hands made there way to her waist “oh? You like when I talk to you like that?” You asked, her face grew hot as she looked away “what! No!” She gasped feeling you smack her ass “no lying pretty girl.” She bit her lip looking away.

You cocked your head to the side “now who’s the silent one?” You tease, “I-!” Just as she went to fire back she went wide eyed feeling you press a kiss a against her lips.

Almost instantly she melted into it, hooking your arm under her legs you lifted her up carrying her over to your bed.

Your hands roamed over her body, breaking the heated kiss you moved down her neck. Kissing and biting along her neck, she let out tiny whimpers, she moved her hand in between her legs but you had stopped her.

“That’s my job pretty girl.” You stated carefully sliding off her clothes soaking her up “wow” She closed her legs shouting “stop staring!” Laughing you apologized, carefully you glided your hands to her thighs spreading them apart.

Pressing kisses against her thighs she blushed “so wet and I didn’t even do anything to you” you muttered dragging your thumb up her folds. She stumbled over her words “s-shut up!” However she was quickly hushed when she felt you take a lick up her pussy.

“A-A warning would’ve been nice M/n!” You glanced up at her “my bad.” Once again you licked at her pussy placing her legs on your shoulders. Her moans filled the room as she gripped at your hair.

You were surprisingly good at this? She jolted when she felt your fingers press into her slowly, “h-hey slow d-ahh! Down a bit” she moaned.

You pushed your fingers in and out as you licked up her juices, your tongue flicking skillfully in her.

You pulled your mouth and fingers away causing her to groan, “don’t worry you’ll be fine.” Sliding off your clothes, Nami gulped “oh…” you were a lot bigger than she thought.

“Nami you’re staring” you teased, she hesitantly pulled her eyes away you pressed another kiss onto her lips whiling pulling open your drawer next to your bed you poured some on your cock.

holding Nami’s legs open you pushed into her slowly her eyes widened and she gripped onto your shoulders her nails digging into your flesh.

Breaking the kiss she moaned “ah!~ M/n ngh~“ she moaned burrying her face into your neck. You chuckled “I’ll go slow just relax okay?” You hummed.

The more you pushed into her the louder her whines and moans got. You slowly began to thrust in and out “a-ahh! Hah~ Faster!” She groaned tossing her head back.

You picked up the pace fucking into her pretty pussy low groans leaving your mouth “fuck baby. You feel so good.” You praised, she clenched around your cock. so she liked it when you praised her? Cute.

Placing one of her legs up on your shoulders you thrusted in and out her eyes rolling back tears brimming in her eyes “o-oh fuck~” her moans were so cute.

“g-gonna cum!~” she whined, you chuckled wiping the tears from her cheeks, her moans rung out through your room. She clenched around you gripping your sheets, so so close but her sweet release was stopped.

her head shot up staring at you “wh-why’d y-you stop?” She glared, you laughed “you really thought I was gonna let you cum that easy? After how you’ve been acting?” You hummed.

Nami flopped back whining knowing she was in for a loooooong night.

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sfw

When Robin met you, you were very suspicious of her reasonably so, but you really didn’t trust her

Eyeing her up and down every time she got too close, Luffy tried to get you to be a little nicer to her but you stayed away

it took a while but you grew to like Robin, maybe she wasn’t as bad as you thought, you’d ask her about history and would hang on her every word genuine interest filling your eyes

she liked you, you were awkward but sweet. It was cute seeing you interact with the others and her

she loved it when she could tell you interesting fact about the past, you called her your study buddy

she was comfortable a with you but she wouldn’t share much with you not wanting to get too close with you for reasons

even though she didn’t mind being close with you she still a little bad about making you care so much about her

Nsfw

Her first time with you was so nerve wracking she liked you but she was so scared for some reason

you reassured her carefully, your touch was so gently and kisses were soft. You took good care of her that night, she kept those marks you lefts hidden from the rest of the clue well most of them Nami spotted it and gave her a devious smile safe to say Nami still bothers Robin about it

After that every now and then you and Robin would fool around, but every time she would shy away from making any noise

And she would avoid looking at herself which irritated you, sooner or later you were going to stop her from doing that

she didn’t mind it if you degraded her but! Don’t do it a lot she liked to be praised more it made her a little more good about herself

you always thought it was cute how she blushed when you praised her or how her eyes would wander when you took off your clothes

“Robin why so shy? I’ve already seen every inch of you.” You asked rubbing her hips, she looked away “no, no, no, look at you baby. So pretty for me” you hummed kissing her neck. She looked at herself “just don’t like looking at myself is all…” she muttered turning her head away from her reflection.

You glared lightly holding her chin turning her head towards the mirror as your other hand slowly spread her legs “Robin, baby I need you to look.” She stared at herself then at you. Pressing kisses along her neck and shoulder “look at you…so pretty.” You hummed.

Your fingers rubbing circles onto her puffy slit, she moaned quietly holding onto your hand, tilting her head back she kissed your lips her cheeks red.

You pulled your hands away, bringing your hand up to her lips she took two fingers in her mouth, you could feel your boner growing harder as you looked into the mirror, you other hand cupped her breast fondling them.

As her tongue danced around your fingers you could feel yourself growing antsy, pulling your fingers out of her mouth you pushed them into her petty pussy she clenched around your fingers as a moan left her mouth.

Your free hand pinched and twisted her sensitive buds “s-so good, feels so good M/n…” she whimpered, you pecked her on the lips “you’re not slick Robin baby.”

Tilting her head back she jolted feeling you smack her thigh “every time you look away you get punished” you hummed thrustings your fingers in and out.

Robin moaned keeping her eyes trained on the mirror placed in front of Your bed “this i-is so hah!~ lewd” she muttered, you chuckled “good.”

your thrusts getting more intense as Robin gripped onto your wrist “I-I’m close…” she mumbled, closing her eyes for a moment before they snapped open again another smack was sent to her thigh.

Biting her lip she bucked her hips forward “that’s it baby come on you can do it…” you muttered in her ear, going down to her neck you began to suck on her neck.

She gripped into you tightly “c-cuming! Please l-let me a-ah! Please” she begged, aww how cute “of course gorgeous”

Just like that she released all over your fingers her breathing heavy.

“Good girl, such a good girl just for me” you smiled kissing her lips. You looked back feeling hands all over your body pulling back onto the soft sheets.

Robin climbed on top of you “more…please?” Your smile grew even wider “of course baby.”

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A/n:hope you enjoyed!!!!! Have a good day/night!!!!!

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hurlingdown · 4 months ago

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tags. dom top! reader, sub amab character. feminization (afab terms used), pet names (housewife, good girl), riding, creampie, slight breeding kink.

thinking about a big, beefy man who absolutely loves it when you refer to his asshole as a cunt. you have no idea how long he’s dreamt of this, owning a fat, creamy pussy that gets aroused so easily, dripping wet around your girthy length.

call him your “pretty housewife”, or tease him about his huge tits while he bounces on your cock, and watch him shudder, eyes rolling to the back of his head. the first one always gets him. he’s always loved the idea of putting together a hot meal for you after you come home from work, soaked underneath his apron just from watching you enjoy your meal, ready to bend over the dinner table so you can enjoy a sweet, fulfilling dessert.

“i-it’s soo big,” he’d whine, stuttering and panting while he continues to bounce hard and fast, “it’s p-poundin’ my pussy so- so good.” what a paradox, when his own useless, leaking cock is slapping against his tummy with every thrust, messily squirting pre every time you play along with his little fantasy.

and don’t you just love it when he clamps up tight around you, desperate sobs spilling from his lips, begging, “puh-please, you’ve g-got to cum inside. want you to fill my- my cunt up. d-don’t you?” and who are you to deny your lover of his needs?

stuff him up and pump him full of your cum while muttering praises of “what a good pussy” while stroking his cock or “my messy good girl”, and he’s hard again and ready to go. spoil him a few more times, and it won’t be long before he gets greedy and asks you to put a baby inside him.

FUSHIGURO TOJI, suguru geto, ryomen sukuna, RORONOA ZORO, SHANKS, eustass kidd, CROCODILE, joseph joestar, LEON KENNEDY, USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI, hajime iwaizumi, TENGEN UZUI, your absolute faves.

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justa-fanfic-writer · 4 months ago

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– How could this happen?

Yandere, OOC?, didn't know where the plot would go, reader is deaf, shitty ending, and other warnings I don't know blah blah blah...

Trafalgar Law x Gender Neutral Reader

Symmary: Basically, you have somehow ended up in the One Piece universe, but you're deaf and only use sign language, but luckily, you had joined Trafalgar Law's and his crew the Heart Pirates and you had joined! But something about Law isn't right...

Btw thank you, kiyoahdiy, for this idea credits to them and but I had a hard time writing this since it was hard coming up with this story would go, so I especially hope you liked this!

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Waking up to the familiar sensation of the ocean’s rhythmic sway beneath you, you had to remind yourself—yet again—that this wasn’t some strange, vivid dream. You really had ended up in the world of One Piece. The sight of the bright, open sea stretching endlessly around you was beautiful yet disorienting, a constant reminder of how surreal your situation was. What had started as a normal night back in your world had turned into a reality where you found yourself stranded in this dangerous yet exciting universe.

At first, you had struggled, not just with the shock of being thrown into this pirate-filled world but also with how to communicate. Being deaf meant that you couldn’t hear the chaos around you, and your way of communicating—sign language—was foreign to everyone here. You had felt more isolated than ever.

That was until you met Trafalgar Law and his crew.

The Heart Pirates, initially wary of your sudden appearance, had quickly taken a liking to you. Bepo, the giant talking mink, had been the first to show interest in learning how you communicated, his wide, fluffy paws trying their best to mimic the signs you taught him. Penguin and Shachi followed, eager to help bridge the gap between you and the rest of the crew.

And Law… Law had been watching you closely the entire time. From the moment you stepped on his ship, his amber eyes had never strayed far from you. He was quiet, calculating, as though he was studying every aspect of you—not just your movements but the very essence of who you were. It had unnerved you at first, but you’d quickly chalked it up to his nature. Trafalgar Law was a brilliant tactician, always thinking ahead, always planning. You had assumed his interest was nothing more than that of a captain trying to understand a new crewmate.

It wasn’t until one fateful night that you realized there was much more to it.

•~•

The crew had been sitting around the deck after a long day, the sound of laughter and conversation filling the air—though you could only see their smiles, their body language giving away the friendly banter. Bepo had sat beside you, signing clumsily about the day’s events, and you couldn’t help but chuckle at his efforts. It felt nice, like you were truly part of the crew.

That’s when Law appeared, as he often did, quietly, his presence casting a shadow over the lighthearted mood. His expression was unreadable, a subtle frown etched across his face as he glanced briefly at the crew before turning his focus solely on you. Without a word, he motioned for you to follow him.

You hesitated, wondering what could be so urgent, but ultimately complied, rising to your feet and trailing behind him. Law led you to the far end of the ship, where the noise of the crew faded, leaving the two of you alone under the stars. The sea breeze was cool, and for a moment, you simply stood there, watching the moonlight dance across the waves.

Law turned to face you, his usual gruff demeanor replaced with something almost… vulnerable. He pulled out a small notepad, something he often used when words weren’t enough to communicate with you, and scribbled something down.

"I want to learn more."

He wrote before flipping the paper around for you to see. You had blinked in surprise. You had been teaching the crew basic sign language for weeks now, but Law had always stood on the sidelines, watching with that intense gaze of his. Yet he never seemed interested in joining.

Before you could sign a response, Law continued writing.

"But I want you to teach me. Alone."

Your heart skipped a beat. This wasn’t like Law. The captain was always distant, calculating, rarely showing any signs of personal interest. Why now? And why alone?

You nodded cautiously, curious but unsure of his intentions. You began showing him some basic signs, expecting him to struggle as the others had, but Law, true to his reputation as a quick learner, picked up the language with ease. His movements were precise, controlled—just like him.

The two of you spent hours like that, the rest of the crew long asleep, as you taught him more and more. And the more he learned, the closer he seemed to get. Literally. His presence was starting to be overwhelming, the space between the two of you growing smaller with each passing moment. You could feel the heat of his body next to yours, and every time your hands brushed during a sign, a strange tension built in the air.

Eventually, Law stopped signing, his eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that made your pulse quicken. His expression shifted slightly, his usual cold exterior softening ever so subtly.

And then he signed something with his that made your heart stop.

“Be mine.”

You froze, your mind racing to comprehend what you had just seen. Your eyes widened in disbelief, wondering if you had misinterpreted his signs, but Law’s gaze was unwavering, his hands still poised in the air, waiting for your response.

You had never considered romance to be a possibility in this world—especially not with Trafalgar Law. He was always so focused, so guarded. And you? You had resigned yourself to thinking that love was out of reach, that surviving in this world was all you could hope for.

But here he was, asking you to be his... his lover...

You hesitated, a million thoughts running through your mind at once. Was this real? Could you even trust him? Law was powerful and brilliant, but he was also ruthless. You had seen firsthand how he commanded his crew with an iron will, how he controlled every aspect of his surroundings. Was this just another form of control?

Yet, despite the uncertainty, despite the unease swirling in your gut, you found yourself smiling. Something about the way he was looking at you, the vulnerability hidden behind those amber eyes, made you want to believe that this was genuine.

You shook your head slightly, trying to clear your doubts, and as you had blushed a bit as heat was coming in your face as you signed.

“I accept.”

For a moment, Law’s expression didn’t change. He simply stared at you, his face unreadable. But then his eyes narrowed, his lips pressing into a small smirk as his brows had furrowed. He looked almost…pleased? As if he knew you would accept... Or perhaps something deeper, something darker was lurking behind his gruff exterior.

He stepped closer, his presence now fully overwhelming, his eyes piercing into yours with a possessive intensity. You had sealed your fate, though you didn’t realize it at the time. The moment you accepted his confession, the moment you agreed to be his, you had unknowingly surrendered to something far more dangerous than you could have imagined.

-(So how's your day been...?)- XD

From that point on, Law’s possessiveness became suffocating. It wasn’t obvious at first. To the crew, things seemed normal, but you could feel the shift. He would always be nearby, watching, waiting. If you spent too much time with the others, even if it was something as innocent as teaching Bepo a new sign, Law would find a way to interrupt, his hand resting on your shoulder as a silent reminder of his claim over you.

It became clear that Law didn’t want anyone else near you—not even his own crew.

One evening, while you were sitting with Penguin and Shachi, showing them some new phrases, Law appeared as if from nowhere. He didn’t say anything, just stood there, arms crossed, his expression as dark as the night around you. The others quickly picked up on the tension and made an excuse to leave, but you could see the worry in their eyes.

As soon as they were gone, Law pulled you aside, his grip firm but not painful. His eyes burned with something intense, something you hadn’t seen before.

“They’re not important”

He sighed quickly, his movements sharp and precise.

“You are important. Only to me.”

You frowned, signing back that the crew mattered, that they were your friends, and was also Law's crew, but Law’s gaze darkened.

“I don’t care”

He sighed as his hands moved with frustration as he was signing with his hands.

“No one else gets to be close to you. Just me.”

You felt a chill run down your spine at his words. This wasn’t love—it was obsession. And you were trapped in the middle of it.

•~•

The final straw came when the Heart Pirates met up with the Straw Hat crew. Luffy, in his usual carefree manner, had approached you, all smiles and curiosity. He tried to communicate with you, his wide eyes filled with excitement, but before you could even sign a greeting, Law was there.

His hand gripped your arm tightly as he stepped between you and Luffy, his eyes cold and dangerous.

“Strawhat-ya”

He said, his voice low and threatening.

“Back off.”

Luffy blinked, confused, but shrugged it off, turning his attention elsewhere. But you could see it—Law’s possessiveness was spiraling out of control. No one was allowed near you. No one but him.

That night, as you lay in your bunk, you realized the truth. Law didn’t love you—not in the way you had hoped. He was obsessed, consumed by the need to control every aspect of your life. You had thought that joining the Heart Pirates would give you a chance to survive, a chance to live in this dangerous world.

But in accepting Law’s love, you had sealed your fate. You weren’t just part of the crew. You were his prisoner.

And no matter how hard you tried to escape, no matter how much you wanted to be free, Law would never let you go. You were his, and he would make sure no one else ever came close to you again.

As Law had kissed you, and the kiss was nothing more on how much he loved you... in a sick and twisted way. The kiss was how Law had held your waist so tightly as if he didn't want to let go...

As the two of you kept kissing as after a few more moments of passionate kissing, Law had said something that made your spine chill.

"You're mine (M/N)-ya and mine alone."

And as Law gave you one more kiss on the lips, you could see the smirk on his face as if he knew he was right.

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Yeah, this was hard to write, especially with school and how i could barely think of the plot, too, and sorry if it had been a long time as I posted... again...

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pastelclovds · 1 year ago

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sub!buggy headcanons (amab!reader)

buggy is the type to brag about being a monster in the sheets to his freaks, but in reality, it's you he begs to rail him until he can't feel his ass anymore.

he definitely fantasizes about riding you in front of his crew, the spotlight just on the two of you as he goes to town on your cock.

he doesn't care if you wrap it or not, but if you decide to not use a condom, he's gonna want you to stuff his ass and make a creampie joke.

100% uses his devil fruit abilities in bed.

buggy's upper torso will he sitting on a chair, he's bitting his red colored lips to quiet his whiney moans as he watches his ass clap against your pelvis, bouncing on your cock while his severed hands hold your arms down.

would he cockwarm you while he's in a meeting with his minions, yes. would he bitch about not being able to walk even after he had begged you to go harder on him, yes.

praise kink all the way! if you ever compliment his body or face in a genuine, loving way, you will leave him blushing mess and rock hard.

also has a thing for hair pulling. while you were bathing with him, you accidentally tugged on his hair and he let out the most high pitched whimper. he made you swear to never tell anyone. but since then, when your getting freaky, you always make sure to give his blue locks a firm tug, and he is living for it.

buggy likes to pretend that he is in charge, when he's really not. when you take that control away from him and make him see colors behind his eyes, he's gonna spread his legs for you at every given moment.

this man is a brat, and with the sailer mouth he has, he makes it really hard to not want to teach him a lesson by holding him down by his neck while you pound into his ass.

aftercare with this man is marshmallow fluffy, all he wants is to be cuddled and cared for. even if he’s a pain in the ass sometimes, he does care about you. he will whisper “i love you” when he thinks you’re asleep and sleep in your arms, even if his ass is sore.

"f-fuck, you must be enjoying this a lot if your grabbing onto my ass like- oh!- oh, just l-like that."

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urinarythreatinfection · 5 months ago

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Dude I keep trying to do my book report but the book is so boring bro. I feel bad saying that since it's based on a true story but I'm trying my best. I might be cooked though it's due today. Have this that I wrote instead.

Charm You to Jealousy

Shanks x top male reader. Smut. Reader gets jealous because Shanks is handsome. Spoilers for Ep 1112. This isn't dubcon Shanks just likes being whiny. 3,180~ words.

“Haha..” Shanks laughs awkwardly as he catches the woman that lunged onto him. Everyone around him fawns over him, worrying over if he’s going to be okay or that he doesn’t need to be the one to defeat Kid. He’s flattered, he really is, but he needs to get going! He doesn’t mean to underestimate Kid, but he doesn’t overestimate him either. He holds the woman to his body for a moment before pulling back and walking to the dock. He turns back to look at them “Don’t worry, our enemies are famously weak.” The redhead says cheekily. It’s only when his expression lands on you that it falters ever so slightly. There’s a smile on your face as you look at how beloved he is, the way women he’s most likely been with before you swoon over him, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. It’s when he’s about to say bye to you, to try and show he hasn’t forgotten about you, when his eyes widen and his observation haki gives him a vision of an unfortunate future. Panic fills his mind and he takes one quick glance at you then quickly jumps off to save everyone. You watch him go, it’s to be expected. How admirable he is, you love him for that; plus, your comfort in the moment is much less than the lives of countless. You look down at the women that were with him, resting your chin on your hand. They’re pretty, the type of women Shanks was into before you two started to date. You don’t have their large breasts or their soft features, nor the body meant to connect with someone the opposite gender. You aren’t one to feel too insecure about that, of course. It’s been proven enough that Shanks is more than into you. You look out into the ocean, watching as your love saves the day once again. An ugly emotion blooms in your heart, unwelcome and dark.

…………..

After everything is done, he finally gets a moment to rest his mind. Looking at the sinking ship of the Kid pirates, he sighs. “Kids these days get too strong too fast.” He says as he walks further onto the Red Force. Shanks expected Kid to have gotten stronger, but enough to destroy multiple ships at once was unexpected. It’s then that your expression comes to mind, the smile that didn’t reach your eyes. He looks around a few times after he remembers but doesn’t see you “Shit.” He mumbles to himself. His crew overhears this and start to snicker despite Shanks’s small panic.

“In trouble, Captain?” Yasopp asks teasingly and Shanks sighs as they sail back to the island’s dock.

“Hopefully not too much..” The redhead says, but before he can go look for you inside the ship, people call for him. ‘Dammit.’ What’s worse, he feels your gaze on him. It’s harsh, and he resists the urge to shiver. He needs to go find you, but he should calm his subordinates first. He hops off of the ship and, again, a woman hugs his waist. She clings to him happily and he puts his hand on her hip, trailing it up to pat her back. “See? I told you everything would be fine.” He tells everyone.

“You took care of him so easily! We have to have a celebration!” One of the men say and Shanks, for the first time in a long while, actually feels not that excited for a celebration. He’s always excited to drink, of course, but the longer he keeps you waiting the worse things are going to be.

“A celebration for beating such a weak pirate?” He asks, raising a brow. “You sure you aren’t just using me as an excuse to party?”

“Nonsense! Our chief saving our island and people is always a cause for celebration!” The man responds and everyone cheers.

‘This isn’t working out.’ Shanks thinks to himself. “That sounds great but I should get going.”

“Ehhh? Already?” They all yell. “We wanted to thank you for saving us though!”

“Yeah, sorry. No need to thank me either, it’s my fault a big shot came to this island.” The captain continues to try and escape from the people, picking up a few women to place them further back. Beckman watches this, amused. He almost considers letting the redhead deal with this himself, but alas, he is the first mate and he is supposed to help the captain.

“C'mon everyone, let the Captain rest.” Beckman tells them, patting one of them on the back while he motions for the other townspeople to leave as well.

“Yeah, don’t tire him out now, he’s gonna need his energy!” Lucky Roux says knowingly with a laugh, making Shanks cringe.

“Well, okay. See you later Chief!” The women and men say, a few giving him a kiss on the cheek. Once they’re gone Shanks sighs in relief, then slowly trails his vision over to you, sweating as he notices an even more insincere smile on your face. You narrow your eyes sinisterly and head inside the ship. He curses and quickly makes his way inside too.

“We’ll save you a seat, Captain!” Lucky yells to him.

“Yeah, and we’ll make sure it’s cushioned too!” Yasopp adds and they all start to laugh, voices fading as Shanks follows you. He trails through the halls and eventually finds you, grabbing your shoulder to turn you towards him.

“Heyyyy!” He says with a friendly voice, “You know they don’t mean anything to me, right, love? Well not ‘anything’ but not like you-” He’s interrupted as you grab his collar and pull him into a rough kiss. He takes a step back, and you pin him to the wall. He shivers slightly as your tongue slips into his mouth and his into yours, intertwining the two muscles. Shanks grips onto your arm and groans softly when you lick the roof of his mouth. With that, you pull away, a string of saliva connecting the two of you for a moment. His face flushed as he catches his breath, voice full of anxious hope. “...Is this a sign you’re not that mad at me…?” The redhead asks, panicking as one of your hands slips under his shirt and grips tightly onto his waist. Your eyes narrow and your smile widens.

“What do you think?”

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“Hah~ nnGH~!” Shanks groans into the pillow, clutching the sheets beside his head like a lifeline as you slam into his lifted hips mercilessly. He’s already cum twice, you once, sweat glistening on his back as the muscles tense under your hand with every thrust. Your other hand goes to his hair and pulls his head up, his mind swimming as you lean over him.

“Don’t hide now, thought you loved the attention?” Your voice rumbles into his ear and his dick twitches, his eyes rolling back for a second when an especially hard pump hits his prostate harshly.

“s..sorry soRRy- AHh~!” Shanks moans with a gasp as you spank him, the hand on his back moving to squeeze one of his pecs.

“No, there’s nothing to apologize for. How could I blame my lover for being himself? Even if he’s an attention whore.” You pinch his swollen nipple harshly, sending pain and pleasure through his body. “I’ll give you the attention you crave, enough to feel it when you show yourself off to everyone else.” Shanks thinks about being in front of his subordinates, trying to hide the pain in his lower half and cover any marks made by you. The feeling of him squeezing around you makes you chuckle. “You liked that, didn’t you? The thought of them finding out their strong chief got fucked like a slut then tried going to their celebration like it didn’t happen. Wonder what those girls would think, knowing that. They probably think or even remember you as some dominant man. Fantasizing about you when the truth is you’re addicted to getting used by your boyfriend.” You grab and lift his torso up, wrapping your arms around his waist so you can pound into him so hard he forgets how to think; only able to let out a weak groan as he cums for the 3rd time. All that comes out of his mouth are moans and whines now, unable to form words as tears form in his eyes from overstimulation. That doesn’t matter though, you know he can keep going. “Is my pretty slut tired? You can give me one more, right?” You ask and he shakes his head, gasping when you press a hand on his lower stomach. “You can, don’t underestimate yourself.” Shanks whines as you suck a hickey into his back, whispering dirty praises into his ear until he’s aroused enough to get hard again. “There you go~” He feels like he’s about to collapse as you kiss the back of his neck. “C’mon, be good for me, Captain.” You stop to grind into him, making him groan at the feeling of your dick massaging his prostate. Your cum is pushed further into him and his dick twitches in pleasure.

“(Y/n)..” His voice rumbles as his eyes close, mind clearing up just enough to say your name.

“Turn your head.” You tell him and press your lips against his, his eyes going half lidded with a mewl as you start to thrust again. He’s kissing back despite his foggy head, instinct from making out with you. It’s not done yet though, and once you feel like he’s had enough time to calm you start getting rough again. He’s struggling to keep himself up, your arm wrapping around his waist the only thing keeping his hips lifted.

‘I’m.. gonna pass out.’ Shanks manages to think. ‘Feels too good…!’ He curses that he didn’t take care of Kid sooner, instead choosing to calm the nerves of the people first. Out of character for the captain, but he can’t think rationally when he’s getting fucked to an inch of his life and his love is upset with him. His orgasm starts to form inside of him and he pulls away from the kiss to pant. He’s gonna die, he’s gonna die and it’s because he’s too handsome and charming to be unpopular. Your voice reaches his ears, but his brain can’t make it out very well, just knowing that it’s you behind him. At least you’re the one that’ll kill him, this might not be so bad. He lets out a gasp when you twitch inside him then grab his dick. "W-Wait wait!” He’s able to cum untouched, but he’ll need a bit of help this time. He grabs your wrist, weakly tugging to no avail as you start to jerk him off. Shanks looks back at you with teary eyes, pleading.

“Shh, it’s okay. Just this last time. After that you can go to that party and pretend you’re a perfect handsome man. For now,” It doesn't work. You tighten your grip and he sobs. “I just need you to cum again for me.” He looks forward, tears streaming from his eyes as he feels himself reaching that peak again. Finally, he lets out a loud broken cry as he shakes and spasms around you. “Fuck you’re so pretty like this.” You coo into his ear as it rips through him like lightning, pain and pleasure filling his body. You can’t hold back longer either, the urge to cum into him again filling your mind. Your grunts mix with his weak whimpers, so slutty and vocal for you. “I-I want you to remember this, everytime someone puts their hands or eyes on you with want, I want you to remember how easily you moan for my c-cock.” You grunt out, ending your sentence with your dick shooting cum into his warm walls. You don’t know if he heard you say that, but you know his body will remember for him. After a while of catching your breath you pull out of him, a lewd sticky noise accompanying before seeing your cum flow out of him. “Fuck, what a sight..." You mumble, burning the image into your head. Sweat glistens on his back and his head spins before he goes limp. “Ah.” You lay him down and turn him over onto his back, your breath catching in your throat. His hair sticks to his forehead, tears staining his face and his lips swollen with kissing and biting. There’s hand marks on his waist and hips, bite marks around his swollen nipples. He’s completely wrecked, his closed eyes opening just to look at you for a few seconds before he manages to give a weak smile; then he passes out. “Oops.” You exclaim, then look at the clock in the room. At this rate he’s gonna be late, but looking back at him you doubt he can go in this state; even if the thought is slightly nice to think about. Just a bit. Plus, your body is also a bit exhausted, to be honest. Love conquers all, though, and you get off of the bed and onto your feet; picking up your unconscious boyfriend to clean him up as best you can. It’s a bit difficult when he’s unconscious, but you make sure to use warm water and lots of care. He stays asleep the entire time, which isn't too surprising since he can sleep through most things; though he does make cute hums in his sleep when you rinse off his hair and snores when you’re drying him off. Once he’s all cleaned up you change the sheets quickly and place him onto the bed. It’s a good thing you’re strong, Shanks isn’t light by any means. You stand there, staring at him. ‘Is he.. gonna be able to go like this?’ You ask yourself, seeing his burnt out body. ‘I’ll go see Hongo just in case.’ As soon as you step into Hongo’s office he tosses icepacks and ointments to you.

“Here.” He’s too used to you and Shanks’s antics to be unprepared or surprised, especially when he could hear his captain’s moans while walking through the hallway to get to his office. “Seriously, I don’t know if I should be impressed with him or you that you guys manage to make that much noise. We even put soundproofed it too.” Hongo says with a sigh.

“I’m just that good.” You gloat jokingly, holding the items in your arms.

“Yeah, well, we don’t need to know to this extent.” The doctor replies and you laugh a little. “I don’t know how rough you were with him, but people are gonna be disappointed if the captain doesn’t go.” Your eyebrows furrow s the consequences of your actions settle in. “Don’t make that expression. He’s grown, he knew what he was doing.” You tilt your head in confusion but Hongo just waves you off to figure it out yourself. It’s when you get back to your shared room when you put the pieces together, could it have been on purpose? No way, right? Shanks is on the bed, snoring loudly. You walk over and put an icepack on his neck, causing him to jolt awake.

“Cold!” He yelps, coughing afterwards from the strain of his voice. You hand him a glass of water, he takes it and gulps it down. “Thanks, sweetiepie.” You stare at him and he’s confused. “What, do I have something on my face? Other than handsomeness, of course.” His voice is raspy, but you still catch the slight nervousness.

“Did you make me jealous on purpose?” You ask him and he quickly avoids eye contact. “So you did.” He scratches the back of his head.

“I didn’t think you would get that jealous.” The redhead mumbles and you resist the urge to shake him.

“I knew it was weird, you were leaning into those kisses and you didn’t need to put your hand near her ass either.” You pinch the bridge of your nose as Shanks laughs anxiously. He pats his lap.

“C’mon~ It’s not that big a deal. Plus, my hand was an appropriate distance away from her ass. I would kn-” You grab and squeeze his nose harshly. “Owowow sorry sorry, I couldn’t resist the joke!” If he wasn’t already a wreck you would’ve bonked his head by now.

“You’re going to the banquet.” You state, letting go of his nose.

“I want to, but I’m a little.. well..” He motions to his naked body covered in marks. “I’m getting old too, my hips hurt like hell. I wouldn’t be surprised if you aged them.”

“I said earlier that you would go, yeah? So you’re going. I’ll carry you over there like a pretty princess if I have to.” You tell him and he gets a serious look on his face as he actually considers the pros and cons of being carried like a pretty princess. The pros are he doesn’t have to walk over there and he can just use you instead of having to get up, the cons are that his crew would make fun of him and he isn’t sure how the rest would react. “You seemed pretty interested in people finding out earlier.” His cheeks tint slightly at that, he would allow it if it was just his immediate crew but there’s too many reasons to not do the same in front of everyone else.

“I’ll go, you can carry me some other time.” He stands up and almost falls over until you catch him. “Shit, you did a bigger number than me than I thought.” Shanks doesn’t want to leave everyone hanging though. Thankfully, you two are used to this. You put him down on the bed and put ointment on any bigger marks or bites, he shivers a little when you put it on his nipples. Once that’s done you dress him up and ice his eyes and lips. “Can’t see.” He says as the icepack covers his vision, voice muffled by the one on his lips.

“Hold it.” You tell him and he takes over icepack duty, you take the chance to put makeup over any visible marks. Would be easier to just button up his shirt but that would cause way more attention than a few faint marks. Once everything’s done he puts the icepacks down. To be honest, his face still looks like a mess.

“Maybe we can put some lipstick on me, only if you kiss it on tho-” You put the icepack back on his lips. Should be fine, Shanks looks a little rough all the time anyway. Maybe you guys can say it was the heat that did it.

………………

“Woohoo! Congratulations!” Yeah the excuse didn’t work. At least everyone was happy for you, even the women from before. They seemed really bummed at first but they changed their mind when they saw Shanks’s face and the faint marks. They started going to you instead or staring at Shanks in awe. Apparently it’s way more interesting to stare at a handsome man slightly wrecked than try and have him when he’s taken. Love conquers all, even if their curious stares are a little embarrassing.

Yeah I'm cooked lol its due in like 6 hours.

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peanutbubba · 6 months ago

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The Boy is Mine

Law x male!reader, pre-time skip, smut, Sub!Top Reader, Dom!Bottom Law, unestablished relationship to an established one, jealousy, brattiness, possession, praise, riding, overstim, mentions of fingering, oral, not beta read, 3.5k words

Breathtaking, that's what you were, devastatingly easy on the eyes. It’s what pisses Law off so much, even without trying to you demand attention.

And Law hated it when you got it, even in your boiler suit, you pulled it off annoyingly well. The way that women practically threw themselves at you, trying to spend a night with you, it disgusted him.

The hand on his sword clenching tighter, these people needed to learn no meant no. He watched as you tried to get the women away from you, a nervous smile on your face as you kept rejecting them.

His eyes narrowing he raised two of his fingers in a familiar position, “Room. Shambles.”

One second you were surrounded by a bunch of women, the next you were standing right beside Law, the unamused look on his face already telling you something was up.

Surprised at how you disappeared the women look around curiously, eventually one of them pointing you out a few feet away a shriek coming from her. “It’s Trafalgar Law, the pirate rookie!”

At those words Law’s lips turn up in a grin, his half lidded eyes flickering across all the women in the bunch. “So you’ve heard of me?”

His eyes narrow dangerously, a glint of jealousy in his gray eyes. “Good, that means you can listen.”

You let out a yelp as Law catches the back of your boiler suit, pushing you in front of him. “This man here, he’s mine, got it? So leave him alone.”

A crimson tinge blooms on your cheeks, your face mimicking the looks of the women, surprised and confused.

Letting go of you, Law turns around, a disinterested look on his face once more, “Finish up shopping, Y/N, we’ll meet you back on the Polar Tang.”

Straightening up you respond immediately, “Of course, Captain!” Your verbal confirmation being all he needed before he sauntered off, not another word leaving him.

Looking behind him you saw Bepo, realizing what Law meant by ‘we’. Then your face drops, looking around you watching how everyone is instead now scared of you, shopping was going to be a hassle.

When Law met where Bepo was standing, his navigator giggling behind his white paws, a knowing glint in his eyes.

Law let out a sigh, his eyes slipping closed for a moment, heat rushing to encapsulate his face as he pushed his hat further down his head.

“Shut up,” he grumbles, passing Bepo his sword.

Bepo takes the sword and immediately down turns his head, a sorrowful expression on his face, “Sorry, captain.”

Beginning to walk towards the submarine, Law stays silent, listening to the gasps of civilians as he passes through the streets, Bepo following closely behind him.

“You know you should tell him,” Bepo starts, trying once more for the millionth time to convince his captain to confess his feelings to you.

Law simply rolls his eyes, deciding that today he’d play dumb to Bepo’s pestering. “Tell who what?” He questions.

Bepo frowns in turn, his black button nose twitching in annoyance. “Y/N! You can’t keep denying that you like him forever.”

“I don’t like him,” Law says flatly. If it was anyone else they would have been convinced, but considering that Bepo has been with Law longer than anyone else he knew how to read the man.

Bepo shakes his head at the audacity of his captain, “You literally called him yours in front of a whole bunch of people!”

“Well he is, he’s a part of my crew.” He states factually, making eye contact with Bepo.

“Yeah, well we both know that’s not how you meant it.” The polar bear mink bites back, a small frown on his face.

Law matches the frown, his brows furrowing in irritation that he couldn’t hide anything from Bepo. “I’ll tell him…”

At those words Bepo perks up, finally glad that he was starting to talk some sense into Law, “That’s good-“

“…eventually,” Law finishes his sentence off, Bepo’s happy face dropping once more.

Bepo lets out a sigh, no longer bringing the subject up as they reach the Polar Tang, the other crew members welcoming them back.

Giving Law his sword back Bepo walks away to Shachi and Penguin, deciding to give the two a hand with whatever task they were currently struggling at.

Law went to his captain’s quarter, not really wanting to be bothered at the moment with anything other than his own thoughts.

The sound of the door closing behind him immediately has him placing a hand over his chest, feeling how his heart thumps against it, as if it was going to burst out of his chest.

It was pathetic really, how much you affected him. He just wanted to sink into the ocean and never have to face you again, because even seeing you was enough to send his heart into shock, even as much as he tries to deny it.

Sucking in a breath he slowly exhales, trying so desperately to regain his grip on reality, how embarrassing it is to be this much of a mess from just seeing and talking about you.

Letting out a grunt he goes to his desk, perhaps he’d have better luck distracting himself when by doing actual work. A mix of research papers and medical books scattered around his table, both organized and messy at the same time. His fingers thumbing over pages as he compares notes, diseases, and cures.

It isn’t long before night hits, shrouding the Polar Tang in a cloak of stars and purple, not that Law really noticed it, too engrossed within the papers in his hands.

Rasping of knuckles against metal being the only thing that could knock him out of his stupor, hardly looking up from the pages in his hands as he yells, “Come in!”

The handle of the door twisting with a screech before relaxing again as it’s pushed in, revealing you with a tray of dinner resting between your hip and hand. “I brought you dinner, Captain.”

“Is that so?” He responds back, eyes skimming across a page of text, not retaining any of the information as he listens for any other movements or words you’d bless him with.

Feet shuffle over to his desk, each foot step you take having Law’s heart pounding and learching, fingers tighten on the papers as he tries so desperately to keep his composure while you’re so close to him in this enclosed space. The sound of the metal door closing by itself, the feel of paper wrinkling under his hand doing nothing to soothe him.

Brushing some of the papers on Law’s desk to the side you create an opening wide enough for the tray, on it a plate of onigiri and a mug of steaming black coffee resting neatly upon it.

The smell alone of the coffee had Law meagerly looking up, catching how the dark liquid rippled from your prior movements. Your hands release the handles of the tray, maneuvering so you were next to Law’s desk instead.

Your captain’s tired eyes going from the coffee to following you, his brows furrowing in an unspoken question.

Letting out a hum you answer his peeking curiosity, “Everyone is back on the island gathering the last of the supplies, I don’t want to be alone.”

Law doesn’t answer, letting out a sigh as he goes back to the medical page in his hand, his other free hand reaching for the coffee that you made him. Taking the fact that he didn’t kick you out immediately as a good sign you turn around, sitting down and leaning your back on the side of his desk, arms crossed against your chest.

It wasn’t like you were Penguin or Shachi, you wouldn’t purposely or even accidentally cause him trouble, something that Law grew fond of you over, which was also why he allowed you to stay. In a way it was a win win, you got to not feel alone and Law got to bask in your presence.

Taking a sip of his coffee Law almost melts in the chair, how you made a coffee taste so bitter and yet sweet enough to cancel it out he had to figure out, it was perfectly made.

His hand switched between the mug of coffee and the onigiri, eating and drinking as he peacefully studys away, you by his side. He wouldn’t have been surprised if when he died this is what he’d see in heaven, if he’d ever make it there in the first place.

Light snores taking up the silence after what Law can only assume is somewhere close to an hour, his eyes looking over to examine how your head is slumped over, your body completely still from the position you originally got in.

Seeing you sleep also makes him realize his own aching need for rest, the energy the coffee and food gave him already spent.

Pushing his chair out he stands up, stretching his arms up with a small groan falling from his lips, ecstasy reaching its grubby hands on his body since he was finally up and standing after so many hours.

Walking over to you he squats down, observing for a moment how your chest rises and falls, how even in your sleep your beauty maddeningly still clings on to your body. If god had favorites he was sure you were at the top of the list, there was no other excuse in his eyes.

Raising up two of his fingers he planned on just teleporting you to your bunk, before an idea planted itself in his head. Well, can you blame him? How many times is it that your crush is asleep in front of you, clueless as to what you’re doing?

Planting a hand down on the floor to steady his balance he leans forward, shivering slightly at how your breaths brush so lightly against his whiskered chin. Pushing himself to continue his lips meet your forehead, barely there for more than a second, just a small kiss to confess what he truly thought of you, even if you were asleep.

Leaning back away just by a little he doesn’t even realize how your snores stopped, or how your eyebrow twitches ever so slightly, too sidetracked with how heart pounds like drums, and how his other lifted hand shakes.

A tight grip on the scruff of his neck pushing him down, you looking up to meet him in the middle, a teasing smile on your face as you talk with your slight sleep laced voice, “Hi, Captain.”

Law’s face blows up in red as a response, inked hands reaching for your chest and pushing himself away from you, breathing heavily as he gets away from your suffocating presence.

Falling on the floor butt first, hands trying to find purchase anywhere on the metal floors, tilting his head down to hopefully hide some of it behind the brim. Truly he wasn’t sure if it was the fact that you scared him, or the fact that you caught him left him more out of breath.

“Y/N-ya it’s… it’s not what it looks like,” he tries in a small voice, raising his left arm so he can hide the rest of his crimson face behind his sun kissed skin.

Loud boisterous laughter only makes his eyes widen further, his mouth gaping as his heart stutters, the laugh not mocking nor meant in a bad manner, genuine humor seeping out of you.

Even your laugh was hot… God must have favorites.

Standing up you wipe imaginary dust off your boiler suit, smoothing it down under your fingers before walking over to where Law was sitting.

Leaning down and hooking your hands around his waist he was about to yell at you, a clear scowl forming on his face, before he was lifted up from the ground, standing him up straight.

Law’s scowl turning both flustered as well as dumbfounded, since when could you pick him up like he was nothing but a mere feather?!

Goosebumps racking his body at the implications of that, and from the fact that very clearly through his hoodie he could feel your strong grip on his waist, sending an uncharacteristic satisfaction and desire through his mind.

“You know, Law,” an almost purr like noise escaping your mouth, not missing how Law quivers at his name rolling off your tongue, “if you wanted to kiss me so bad you could have asked.”

As you lean forward Law’s left arm shoots out, grasping your lower face and pushing it away from him, “I don’t want to!”

“Idiot, you shouldn’t say stuff like that!” He grumbles, his other hand placing itself on your chest, just now realizing how close the space between you both was.

A chuckle escapes your lips at your captain’s behavior, a mischievous glint in your eye as you release your right hand from the grip on his waist, placing it on Law’s wrist instead to keep it in place.

Lips pressing against the palm tenderly throwing him for a whirlwind, hand tensing then relaxing, releasing his grip on your face. He gapes, your lips making it across his hand, from his roughed up palm to the inked letters in the backs of his fingers, then back again.

Each kiss makes him melt further within your arms, your eyes flickering to his as you place one last kiss at the base of his ring finger, a grin making its way on your features. “Can I kiss you, Captain?”

And Law can simply nod dumbly, too speechless with your attention on him. Your hand going from his wrist to his hand, intertwining your fingers with his, pulling him in.

Warm lips landing on his own so nicely, squeezing his eyes shut as he leans into it, tilting his head slightly as you nip at his lower lip, a soft whimper escaping him.

Parting his lips, your tongue slips in, his fingers tightening in yours as you both fight for dominance, the two of you too stubborn to give in.

Breaking away for air the two of you stare at each other for a moment, enamored by how drool dribbles out the corner of Law’s mouth. Pants and huffs fill the air, and when you go to break it further Law cuts you off, “Shut up.”

You hardly take offense to his words, your easy going nature only making you amused at your Captain’s orders, still following them ever dutifully.

Law lets go of your hand, placing his on your chest and pushing you back until your back near his desk, moving you over to his chair and watching how your knees buckle under the corner of it digging into you.

An ungraceful look about you as you tilt your head up, a look of adoration in your eyes as you admire how your Captain now towers over you.

Your hands go to hold Law's hips but are slapped away by him, an almost evil look to his face, “Don’t touch, just watch.”

Nodding your head you put your hands to your sides, holding on to the arm rests instead, allowing the man to have his fun.

He goes for your clothes first, unclasping the button by your neck, quick fingers making due of the zipper next. You pull your arms out of the sleeves to make his job easier, lifting your hips as he pushes it down with your pants under the suit, only leaving you in a tank top and boxers.

One of his hands reaches for his hat, taking it off and placing it gently on the floor, black locks of unruly hair sticking out in the air now. His other hand goes to the hem of your underwear, hooking a finger under it and lifting before letting go, a wicked grin adorning his face at the sound of the snap against your hips and the jolt of your knee.

Reaching again he actually pulls your underwear down this time, his breath hitching as your length is released into the air. Fingers reaching for your tip, smearing the precum already gathering there, a grunt leaving you as he circles his finger, your dick twitching in interest.

His entire hands wrapping around as he leans in, licking and sucking at your base while he pumps the rest in his hand, eyes flickering up to see how your face contorts in pleasure.

Leaning back up he kisses the tip of your dick wetly, then he opens his mouth, engulfing half of you in his mouth.

The hand previously on your cock reaching down and undoing his own belt and pants, his eyes fluttering closed then opening again, leaving you with enough imagination to already guess what he’s doing under there.

His tongue licks at the underside of your dick, a soft moan leaving him before he lowers himself further, throat closing around you as he chokes slightly. That doesn’t deter him though, slurping obscenly around you as fucks you in his throat, drool messily spilling from the corners on his lips.

The flecks of yellow in his irises now more pronounced as tears brim his eyes, the lust encapsulated in them only making you harder.

Your hands twitch and shake due to how bad you want to go for his hair, but you force them on the arm rests clutching so tightly as Law sucks so sweetly, moans falling from your lips.

Much to your displeasure Law only stays between your legs for another minute before standing, chest rising and falling harshly finally able to catch some proper breaths.

Though you perk up again when you notice how his hands go down on his own body, reaching for the band of his pants and boxers. Slowly he pulls them down to expose more of his skin to you, kicking them away when they hit the floor, his shoes going next.

The plush smooth skin sent you into a craze, so badly did you want to fill it with marks, though you refrained praying you’d be able to another time.

Going over to you Law places his knees beside your hip, trapping you between the chair and him, not that you were complaining.

Hovering over your dick, Law let out a chuckle, one hand grasping at your cock and lining you up with his hole, the other resting on your shoulder. “You ready, Y/N-ya?”

He hardly gives you the chance to respond though, sinking down on you, letting out a groan at Law’s tight heat. No longer being able to resist you place your hand on his hips, not missing how he glares at you, but he doesn’t say anything.

It takes him a minute to adjust to you, his hand coming to wrap around your other shoulder as well, then lifting himself up before dropping back down, both of you moaning softly at the feel.

Law shuts his eyes as his grip on your shoulders tighten, pushing himself up and thrusting down on you at a steady pace, your hips bucking up to meet him halfway.

One of your hands wanders from his hip to his stomach, going to lift the hoodie up but you’re stopped when Law goes down and your hand pushes against his tummy, throwing his head back as a loud guttural moan comes from him.

It felt like his brain was pouring out of his ears, a haze only being left in his mind as he grabs your wrist, forcing you to push down again as he whimpers.

Clenching around your dick when you do push again, fuck you felt so good, this had to be heaven. His eyes find yours again, once gray eyes now almost completely overtaken by yellow, tears well in his eyes, some spilling through his thin lashes.

Leaning down Law catches your lips with his own, a passionately messy mix of tongue and spit, Law’s lips wrapping around your tongue with a moan as he sucks.

Pulling away he presses his forehead to yours, messy babbles of, “So good!” And your name tumbling out of his spit slicked lips.

Getting closer to his climax, Law looks at you, a pleading look in his yellow eyes, “Say my name again. Say you’re mine. Please, please Y/N-ya.”

Your eyes widen at his request, grunting at practically harsh thrust before you comply. “I’m yours. All yours, Law.”

At those words Law lets out a long moan, mouth forming a perfect O as he his eyes roll back, pure ecstasy adorning his face, whispering your name like a prayer.

And it isn’t long before you’re pushed over the edge as well, Law’s hole sucking you in so deliciously as he continues to bounce on you for your own pleasure.

Overstimulation making him whine and shake as he helps you ride out your high, a soft moan leaving him as he feels you filling him up, your hot seed making his slim stomach pudge out a bit.

Putting your hand back on his hip you stop his movements, both of you sucking in air harshly for a second.

Your hands tighten on his hips a grunt escaping you when he begins grinding down on you, a devilish grin on his face. “You can go again, right, Y/N-ya?” He says so sweetly.

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This was supposed to be posted yesterday but I both got distracted, and ended up writing WAY more details then intended.

Hope you enjoyed still, Pea’s out!

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tobreed-ornottobreed · 4 months ago

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Discreet

Me and the 4 other Usopp fuckers go wild! This is 100% not proof read or well written - this was fully whatever came into my brain onto tumblr, I just needed something with Usopp/M!reader. This was written with me as the target demographic.

Fully inspired by Hurling Downs 🐉 Anon thirst. I hope you like this.

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I can’t believe I made a part two for this..

A little less Discreet

Warnings! A little Sanji/Usopp/Reader at the end. Ftm Usopp (Usopp has a pussy). Male reader (not really mentioned?). Oral (Reader giving). Voyeurism? Exhibitionism. Crying. Nothing dark or too weird, Usopp and Reader are in an established relationship.

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“Wait-!”

A hand latched onto a clump of your hair, pushing and pulling your head with erratic indecisiveness.

Usopp cried out, lips quivering, unable to decide wether he wanted your face closer or away from his aching cunt.

A choked noise left him when he finally pressed your face fully into his dripping pussy, the usual moans and shrieks he let out were quiet and restrained, and you could see his worried eyes flicker toward the unlocked door.

That wouldn’t do.

It had been weeks since you had any alone time together, an onslaught of sea beast attacks and pirate gangs that left no room for you and Usopp to have any alone time.

And finally! Finally, you had caught him alone, tinkering with Nami’s clima-tact so blissfully unaware and exhausted.

You had planned on just a few innocent, fluffy touches, kissing him gently against the nape of his neck, getting him ready for a night in your shared cabin - but, a few whining noises and a shuddering plea led to you shoving the straps of his dungarees from his shoulders and settling yourself beneath his cluttered workbench.

The flat of your tongue laved over his clit, the tip circling under his hood - he yelped and slammed a hand against his mouth, the one in your hair tightening as he tried to control himself.

“Hey!” You laughed breathily, goosebumps rising against his brown skin, already coated in a thin sheen of sweat.

You kissed the inside of his thigh, relishing in the beautiful display, the way his thighs parted subconsciously, allowing you to indulge further and the way tears were already welling up in his eyes.

He tasted earthy and sweet, something so him. And you showed your appreciation with a throaty groan, the lower half of your jaw already drenched in his slick and your own saliva.

“Wait! I need to- ugn.. Mn! I need to finish this f’r-for Nami!”

You pitied him, pulling your tongue from its attack against his pretty pink hole - letting it hang lewdly from your lips as you gave him a heated, half lidded look.

“I’m not stopping you Usopp. You’re the master craftsman, I’m sure my little distraction won’t be enough to stop the Great,”

Your tongue returned to his clit slowly, eyes locked with his as you gave it a much too gentle kitten lick. His breath caught in his throat, hips stuttering forward to chase his pleasure.

“Captain,”

Your tongue swirled beneath the hood, suddenly pressing harder against the bundle of nerves, just to listen to him gasp. His body doubled over, hands balling into fists - pulling your hair tighter, using the strands as leverage to pathetically fuck your face.

“Usopp.”

Usopp had worried when you first became official that he was not what you wanted, his self doubt doubling tenfold. He was worried you wanted someone stronger, like Zoro, or skilled, like Sanji. Even someone more optimistic, like Luffy!

But fuck, in this moment, with his glistening pussy on display, rivulets of sweat running down his scarred chest and an already fucked out expression on his face. He put even Boa Hancock to shame.

He nodded, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes - tips of his ears and long nose turning red with his blush. He leant forward, relieving your scalp of his tight grip, shaking hands picking up the delicate metals of Nami’s weapon.

Your mouth returned to its rightful place against his cunt, licking and sucking like a man starved. Each time he cursed or a spring fell from the work top you nipped at his most sensitive areas, his clit and the edges of his drenched lips, your teeth dragging from to top of his cunt to press against the gushing hole of his entrance - he was practically sobbing by the time he had screwed one nut in place.

Your cock strained against your pants, just aching to be nestled within him again but you withheld - this was for his pleasure, a calm sea in the New World was rare and was sure to allow you both enough time to get reacquainted with one another.

His hips bucked against your chin impatiently, pulling you from your thoughts - his teary eyes pleading with you, a line of drool connecting him to his arm, where he had been stifling his moans, his pretty plump lips opening, presumably to beg for you to return to your feast.

Your tongue dipped inside again, hoping to oblige your pretty partner, lapping at his inner walls before freezing.

“Usopp! Dinners ready, didn’t you hear me calling?”

Sanji knocked on the workshop door, luckily thick enough to muffle the sounds of panic and pleasure as Usopp writhed, still skewered on your tongue.

“I-in a second Sanji! I’m.. ngh.. oh- I’m finishing this last thing on Nami’s climax..- CLIMA-TACT!”

You muffled a laugh within Usopp’s folds, puffy lips swallowing sounds of amusement and amplifying Usopps panicked moans and whispers of disapproval.

“Uh huh, right. You can do that after you eat. I need to keep an eye on Luffy, I’ll just stick the plate on your work bench.”

Usopps walls tightened around your tongue, eyes cloudy with humiliated tears - his hands trying to push your face away to no avail, much too weak to even move you an inch.

They tangled in your hair, instead, as you wiggled the slimy muscle, pressing into the spongy nerves that made up his favourite spot.

“Stop.. oh god I can’t..”

The handle to the door creaked, smoke from Sanjis daily cigarette billowing into the room.

It must’ve been a sight to behold from Sanjis point of view - one you are sure could never be replicated by artist or photographer.

Usopp’s curly hair unravelled and frizzing with sweat and the humid temperature of the room, his dungarees pulled bellow his knees - flushed face and sniffling nose, humiliated gaze drawn to Sanjis confused one.

His nipples were hard and the muscles in his lithe stomach jumped, wet pussy between his legs coating his stool, the dungarees and your face in his juices.

And as the last topping on, arguably, your favourite session with Usopp, was his cunt clenching hard around your tongue - his hips thrusting themselves forward as he cried out, pleasure erupting from him in a stream of his release. You watched as his head fell backward, eyes crossed - the muscles in his legs jumping erratically as he came in gushes of slick.

Sanji stepped back in shock, watching his crew mates in such an intimate position.. not to mention the way Usopp was still crying and begging. Looking Sanji in the eye with a panicked explanation that this was “not what it looks like!” Even as his cunt still creamed and his muscles kept spasming.

Sanji’s black jeans were tight around his crotch, the lies spilling from Usopps swollen lips just adding to the erotic sight before him.

You grinned, back and neck aching slight as you squeezed out from under the workbench, a hand carding through Usopps curly hair to calm his frantic ‘explanation’.

“I think Luffy will be fine for a few minutes, right Sanji?”

Usopp gulped, hand intwining with yours atop his head. Sanji shuddered, thousands of thoughts running through his head.. but the sight of you with Usopp’s cum still running down your face and the way Usopps thighs were still shaking from his mind numbing orgasm.. how could he say no?

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