#op zoro x reader

[roronoagem]

hi love ! could i request a loser zoro x fem reader in which zoro deadass cums in his pants just by fingering his girl :3 u could add onto it if you��d like ^.^

characters: roronoa zoro

content warning: +18 nsfw, fem!reader, fingering, kissing, light dirty talk & maybe r is a tiny bit mean but like not really? not proofread.

a/n: hii >_< i like loser zoro, i genuinely believe that he gets off by pleasuring his partner so yeah. i’m sorry if it’s short, i hope you’ll like it anyway <3 thank you for the req, have a good day !!

zoro is a rough and messy kisser, he likes manhandling you and most importantly, he enjoys pleasuring you. he’s dedicated, he’s attentive to your every reaction and makes sure you’re enjoying every moment.

your sweet moans and gasps are music to his ears, as he kisses your neck, licking and biting your skin, while his thick fingers thrust in your wet and warm channel. the squelching sounds coming from between your legs make your face warm up, you hold zoro’s shoulders tightly as you jerk your hips forward, seeking the approaching climax.

“you close, babe?” his voice is so low you shiver, you try to reply, you really do. but the way his fingers are hitting your sweet spot repeatedly is making it really hard. as zoro pushes his hips up against you, fingers no stopping, you can hear him grunt against the skin of your neck. the grip on your hip tightens.

you come while slurring his name, zoro leans closer to kiss your lips. you realise he just stopped humping your leg and oh fuck. oh fuck. zoro just came in his pants. untouched.

“zoro,” you murmur, still a bit breathless. “yeah?” he looks at your face, worrying about you. “did you just came in your pants?” you try to make it sound like a genuine question, even though it is both exciting and funny? the blushing on his face is funny for sure.

“no,” he growls, annoyed that you noticed. “yes? do you enjoy playing with my pussy that bad?” you tease him, going to palm his dick, still hard! “o-oi,” zoro tries to stop you, feeling ashamed. “aw, look at you. you’re blushing a lot, baby,” you kiss his lips, palming him through his pants, feeling the wet fabric under your palm. “what a loser…”

“fuck,” he grunts, thrusting into your hand as zoro rests his forehead on yours, close to panting. you sure know how to push the right buttons.

[onepiece-fluffcanons]

Zoro finding his s/o again after a long time and refusing to leave without them

I did want to do this one for both Zoro and Sanji too when I wrote the one for Luffy, but I figured I would write them separately

As per usual, Zoro had gotten himself lost while looking for Luffy, who had decided to take off as soon as the ship had been docked on the island they spotted. Why did the others think it would be a good idea to send him? No one knows.

“Where the hell did he go now?” He asked to no one in particular as he kept walking, getting a little frustrated at this point as he just kept getting more lost. However, a certain someone he had passed had heard his voice, and that someone was you.

“Zoro?” You looked over at him, as if to make sure you weren’t just imagining things. Zoro stopped in his tracks as he heard your voice, slowly turning around to face you.

“Y/n?”

“It really is you!” You went over to him, a faint smile on your face. It had been a long time since you had last seen him, but you knew why he left, and you didn’t blame him at all. While he wouldn’t admit it out loud, Zoro did miss you and had hoped to see you again. It’s as the old saying goes, distance makes the heart grow fonder. And that’s exactly what happened.

“I missed you, Zoro.” He was a bit surprised to hear that from you, but, he did miss you too. “But I don’t blame you or anything for leaving. Enough of that, though, I want to hear about your adventures! Tell me how you’ve been!”

“Alright, but only if you help me find someone.” You agreed, and the two of you searched around town to find Luffy. As you walked, he told you about the places he’s been and how he was doing. You listened intently as you kept an eye out for the straw hat captain. You had told him about how you were doing as well, and that you wished to spend time with him again like you used to.

It was in that moment that Zoro knew he wanted you to come along with him, and he wasn’t going to leave until you agreed.

“Y/n.” He had stopped walking, which caught your attention, now looking back at him.

“Is something wrong, Zoro?”

“I want you to come with me when we leave.”

“What-“

“I want you to come with me, Y/n.” You were quite surprised by this. “I won’t leave without you. Not again.”

“But what about-“ you were going to ask him about his dream, and his promise, you knew that was made him leave the last time.

“Yes, I know, but I want you to be there.” You were silent for a few moments, processing the whole situation. While you did want to go with him, you had things to do here! But… you missed him and you didn’t want to let this opportunity slip away from you.

“I… alright, I’ll go with you, Zoro.”

“Great, now let’s go find our captain.” You chuckled a bit in response and went along with him to find Luffy, so he could officially make you a part of the crew.

[husbandograveyard]

This drabble is part of my summer celebration collection! Prompt: Pool Characters featured: Zoro (One Piece), 2nd person GN Reader Requested by: @rivvd-art [a/n]: The final one is here! Closing off with possibly the longest drabble I have written for this collection, it's not even an actual drabble anymore, already ficlet leaning. It's also technically the 22nd of September, but not yet everywhere in the world, so I am still counting this as done within the deadline. Enjoy!

It was a rare moment where you didn’t have to keep your guard up on an island. No marines, no enemies. It was a day off, of sorts, and you and your fellow strawhats were enjoying it by a pool. Sanji was serving cocktails and snacks, Robin was reading a book, floating on a pool air mattress, Luffy and Usopp had found some water pistols… and you? You were currently trying to convince your boyfriend that sure, there was some peace and quiet, but there were better things to do right now than napping in a new location. 

You had had a playful moment where he threatened to toss you in the pool if you kept pestering him, and you had dared him to do so, thinking that if you could get him to stand up to toss you, you might as well try to get him to swim a little with you. He couldn’t really sleep anyway, with Luffy accidentally (or not?) spraying him down with his water gun twice already. 

You didn’t really think he was serious about tossing you either, it was a little quib, a way to keep talking to you and in his special way, spend time with you even though he pretended that a nap was superior to your company at the moment. That was, until he actually stood up, swiftly picking you up in his arms, so smoothly and so fast that you barely had time to register what happened. You immediately tried clinging onto his neck, but to little avail. 

Once he reached the poolside, he lifted you a little more with ease, changing form for the ultimate toss. What he didn’t take into account was that you would grab onto his shirt in a kneejerk reaction, a slight panic overtaking even though you knew that Zoro would never let you get hurt in any way. And what he also didn’t take into account, was that his water gun soaked shirt, much like other fabrics, wasn’t really prone to ripping when wet. The strength with which he tossed you and the fact that he didn’t really see your reaction coming, combined into a beautiful chain reaction of him losing his balance and toppling over, following you into the pool with a loud splash. 

You laughed loudly, both at the toss and the chain reaction that followed. 

“See? You should’ve just joined me the normal way.” He only grumbled something in response, looking a little angry, but you knew him better than that. You could see the small smile playing on his lips. “And ehm, it’s actually quite nice that you join me like that. You’d win a wet t-shirt contest immediately.”

[firstdivisiongirl]

HELLO ITS :] ANON AGAIN!! YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO I AM BUT IM STAYING ON ANON FOR COMFORT !!

sending a sillier request, maybe a zoro x reader where reader is pretty silly and laid back, kinda like Luffy, but they have a hard time showing affection through words and stuff so they do it more through favors and little gifts that show their appreciation? I was thinking maybe reader gives zoro a hand made friendship bracelet, might be fun to see a mostly unemotional person like Zoro react to such a wholesome gift :D

TAKE YOUR TIME DO THIS WHENEVER YOU FEEL LIKE IT!!!

~ :]

Hi :]! It’s always great to hear from you. I love cute requests like this. I hope you like and it was worth the wait.

Zoro x Reader: Show Don’t Say

Some people are really good at showing their affection through words, like Sanji.  You on the other hand, not so much.  It’s not like you didn’t love him, you were just a little too silly for serious things like I love yous.  Words were not your…what’s the word?  Strongest area.  Zoro was hard to read too.  Did he like you being silly?  Did he want you to show him you love him through words?  Your brain hurt thinking about it, which was hard due to your laid back nature.  So you talked to Nami.

“If you can’t say it, show it,” Nami said.

“But how?”

“Give him a gift.  Like maybe some new earrings and maybe you could buy me some earrings?”

You laughed.  Of course Nami would be the girl to ask for a gift in exchange for asking for advice.  But her advice gave you a great idea!

Later that afternoon, Zoro was sleeping on deck.  Everyone was doing what they usually do on these nice calm days.  But instead of playing with Luffy, Chopper and Zoro, you were inside with Franky working on something.  Once you finished, you walked outside and stood right in front of Zoro.  He could feel your presence so he opened his eye.  “Can I help you,” he asked sternly.  He was clearly a little annoyed that you woke him up.

You blanked a little at what to do so all you said was here and handed him a bracelet.  It was a gold chain, nothing fancy.  

He sat there examining the bracelet.  From that day on, his three earrings weren’t the only jewelry the future world’s best swordsman wore.

Please do not copy, modify, translate, or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs or likes are highly appreciated!

[reds-fluff-extravaganza]

Zoro x reader

Slightly based off this, but i just added a little more to it!

As per the usual, Zoro was lost. This time, however, it wasn’t completely his fault. Luffy had decided to take off as soon as the ship had docked on the new island that had been spotted, as he usually did when the crew made it to a new island. Why did the others send Zoro to go after him, when they all knew he had a horrible sense of direction? Not even he knows.

“Where the hell did he go now?” He mumbled as he kept walking, looking for the straw hat captain. However, a certain someone had noticed him walk by, and heard his voice.

“Zoro?” A familiar voice called out his name, which made him stop in his tracks. He slowly turned around, as if to make sure he wasn’t hearing things, but… no. There was no mistaking that (length) (h/c) hair, those (e/c) eyes… his eyes widened a bit in surprise as he realized who it was.

“Y/n?” You made your way over to him, a faint smile on your face.

“It really is you, Zoro!” It had been so long since you had last seen him, but you knew the reason for him leaving, so you didn’t blame him at all for doing so, even if you did miss him a lot. You were just happy to see him again.

“It’s good to see you again.” You said once you were in front of him.

“…you too, Y/n.” He said just loud enough for you to hear. While Zoro may not admit this out loud, he did actually miss you and had hoped to see you again. It’s as the old saying goes: distance makes the heart grow fonder, and that’s exactly what happened for both of you.

“I missed you, Zoro.” He was a little surprised to hear you say that. You missed him? Really?

“I don’t blame you for leaving at all, though, so don’t worry about that, if… you ever were. Anyways, enough of that! I would like to hear about your adventures and where you’ve been!” You looked up at him with a smile on your face.

“Alright, I’ll tell you, but only if you help me find someone.”

“Sure! Who are we looking for?”

“My captain.” Was all that he said before he started walking away, with you now behind him, asking him what he meant and who his captain was.

As the two of you walked and searched for Luffy, he told you of his adventures with the straw hat pirates, which you were a little surprised to hear from him, but you listened intently to his stories, to the places he’s been and the people he has seen and met, which you were quite fascinated by.

“That’s a lot, Zoro.” You told him once he was finished talking. It’s been a little over an hour now and you two were sitting on a bench now.

“You could come with me, you know.” It didn’t sound like a suggestion, more like he was asking you to come with him.

“You want me to go with you..?”

“Yes. I’m not leaving without you again, Y/n.”

“But what about your promise? Your dream?”

“I know that, but I want you to come with me, to see me as i get stronger and better.” You had to take a moment to process his words. This wasn’t really like him, and you weren’t sure what brought this on.

“What brought this on all of a sudden, Zoro? If you don’t mind my asking?”

“Well…” he sighed softly, placing a hand on your shoulder, “…when i saw you again for the first time in… what was it, years? I just knew I didn’t want to let you go again if that makes any sense to you.” You knew Zoro wasn’t the emotional or a sentimental type, so this really caught you off guard.

“Zoro…”

“I’ve already made up my mind. I’m not leaving without you again, Y/n.” You were silent for a few moments, as if to process what you wanted to do. Sure, you had a decent life here on this island, but it was a little too peaceful for your taste. While you did like the peace, you felt as if something, or rather someone, was missing.

You knew how stubborn Zoro could be, especially when he makes up his mind. You thought it was a bit odd that he would do this, considering how he had left the first time. Besides, this would be an excellent opportunity to get out and see the world outside of this island, even if there is bound to be danger.

“Zoro?” You spoke up, looking up at him.

“Yeah?”

“I’ll do it. I’ll go with you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ll go with you. Sure, i do have a decent life here, but it just doesn’t feel… complete. I know there will be danger, but… i trust you.” You reached your hand out and took his into your own, which he surprisingly didn’t seem to mind.

“Then it’s settled. Come on, we still have to find our captain and get back to the others.”

“What are you talking about? I’m right here.” You heard a new voice say, making you look over.

“You were right there the whole time?!” Zoro stood up, walking over to Luffy.

“Nah, just long enough to hear that we have a new crew member!” He said with a huge smile on his face, laughing a bit. You smiled faintly and walked over to them.

“Come on, let’s get back to the others!” With that said, you followed after Luffy and Zoro, making sure the two of them didn’t get into any trouble on the way to the docks, laughing a bit as you walked with them.

[azaleakoneko]

Birthday Sex

Roronoa Zoro x Fem|Reader

A/N: This is a belated birthday gift for @soleilnomoon! Thank you for being so patient while I finished Soft(ish) Zoro for you (and all the other birthday y/n’s heh) :3

Warnings: Semi public & Unprotected sex, Slight swearing, nothing too serious. Use of petnames, dirty talk, creampie, mention of overstim, ass slapping. Just a lot of fluff & some possessiveness of the birthday girl 😌

Words count: 6.3k

“Look y/n,” Zoro said as he scratched the back of his head, calloused fingers dragging through the green tufts of hair at the base of his neck as he looked at you with a flustered expression. “We both know I’m not the best when it comes to this romance crap, but since it’s your birthday I had the shitty cook help me set up a little dinner for us.”

Just the thought of the low-key pleading he had to do for the man to help him made him cringe a little, but knowing that you would be happy was enough of a reward to put up with the shit talking for an evening. Zoro was useless in the kitchen so he knew that he wouldn’t have had a choice otherwise unless he wanted you to be eating burnt or undercooked food with liquor to choke it down with. It wasn’t for lack of trying on his part; his attempts at cooking something edible is what convinced him he needed help in the first place.

Nonetheless here you were, looking as mouth wateringly beautiful as you always did with a smile that made his breath hitch in his throat as he pulled out your chair for you, and any irritation he had dissipated into nothingness—replaced by a desire to make sure your night was everything you could wish for in a date night despite his awkwardness.

There were topped off wine glasses with a tasteful fruity Zinfandel already sitting on the table along with a beautiful layout of candles that illuminated the assortment of steaming plates sitting on the table. It all looked pretty good if Zoro said so himself, but he was simple and would usually be happy just kicking back on the deck with a bottle of sake and forgoing a fancy dinner scene altogether, so his opinion wasn’t really the one that mattered tonight. This was a celebration after all and he would go all out for y/n.

“Go ahead and take a seat. Everything for the rest of the night has already been taken care of, so all you have to do is sit back and relax.” He said as he waited for you to sit down before pushing your chair in and walking around to sit in the seat across from you. “You look so damn gorgeous tonight, birthday girl. I love it when I can see all of those beautiful curves of yours. A nice little preview for tonight.”

It made you laugh when he couldn’t help himself from dragging his eyes over what he could see of you in that seated position, but the way his eyes glazed over with lust it was almost as if you were already nude. “Aw, this is so thoughtful of you, Zoro.. You really went all out for me tonight didn’t you? Thank you baby.” You said as you reached over and grabbed your glass, raising it and carefully tilting it towards him so that you could toast to the evening.

Zoro grabbed his glass, which looked much smaller in his big strong hands which you loved to touch and feel than it did in yours, and much to your surprise gently clinked his own glass against yours. “To you Y/N, on probably my second favorite day to celebrate with you beside the day I got to make you mine,” he began with a gruff tone as he clearly began to get a little emotional. “You’re my best friend. I’m glad you put up with all of my bullshit.. So tonight is all about me spoiling you, and I don’t wanna hear you whining even once if it isn't from me causing it, alright?”

“You’re making me blush being so sweet to me,” you said with another amused laugh, your heart feeling light from what was already the beginning of an amazing evening with your favorite person, as he tried to make even his softness have an edge. He was just like the blades he loved so much and took good care of, and he always took care of you too. Sure it wasn’t in the most conventional ways all the time, but he loved you, and that was enough for you. “How could I ever whine about being spoiled..?”

Zoro playfully glared at you with a knowing look. “You’re joking, right? Sometimes I feel like you whine just because you like it when I put you back in your place.” He took a drink of his wine, looking damn good as his adams apple bobbed from swallowing the crimson fluid, and you were already wishing he was between your plush thighs drinking your fluids. “Don’t you, princess? You can admit it, y'know.”

You softly clenched the fist that lay in your lap and returned the glare, knowing he was doing this on purpose. You knew that he knew very well what the answer to that question was and that he just wanted to see you squirm a little. He always liked when he managed to get you so frustrated that you practically ripped his clothes off upon finally being alone, and he took pride every single time in watching you crumble. “Hmp! I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Still, you denied and played right into his hands again.

“Okay, you can play it however you want, but by the end of the night the birthday girl will tell the truth.” Zoro said with a smirk, setting his drink down on the table as he held eye contact with his ‘good’ eye. That sly look of his always caused a twinge in your stomach that ran all the way down to your pretty clit, and your thighs were quick to join your clenched hand in an attempt to quell the ache and keep up the facade at least through your nice dinner with him. “It’s really up to you, but I know you tend to prefer things the hard way. That’s fine, I can do that too.”

You piled your plate up with a mix of the delicious spread; taking some smoked unagi sushi, pomegranate skirt steak with whipped feta and roasted tomatoes with a side of naan bread, and a side of a complimentary fruity salad with chunks of watermelon, cocoa nibs, feta and a variety of other ingredients that made your mouth water with an almost caramel honey dressing, before stabbing each piece a little more aggressively than you needed to and ripping through the courses one by one while he watched. You didn’t want to lift your gaze back up and see him staring at you with a sly knowing expression, but you also didn’t want to eat in silence.

“So um,” you began as you dabbed the corner of your mouth with the napkin that had previously been elaborated folded to hold the rest of the silverware you currently weren’t using. “-what exactly did you have to say to get Sanji to help you out tonight anyway?” At least this way it somewhat flipped the attention onto him for a moment and gave you a chance to even the score. You knew the two weren’t exactly the best of friends, so this had to be good.

Zoro immediately stiffened and his face soured, lips pressing into a firm unamused line. His hands that held a knife and fork that he was using to cut into a medium rare monstrous slab of high quality steak stopped cutting for a moment, and you knew that was the last thing he wanted to talk about. “That’s not important so don’t worry about it. Anyway, it’s your birthday. Why do you wanna talk about what that creep wanted anyways? Unless you’ve already had your fill and want to move on to the next event?”

“Heh heh, fine! Alright, keep your secrets.” You said, letting him evade the question since you had already gotten the intended reaction. Despite knowing it would have repercussions in the near future, it was always worth it to watch him get a little annoyed; that just meant you’d be great friends with the mattress. You finished the wine in your glass and reached for the bottle to top it off once more. “I’ll be good, I promise. I only wanna think about you, baby.”

“Mhm, sure you will..” Zoro said as he listened while you made another promise that he knew you weren’t going to keep; not that he was going to complain about it. You couldn’t help it, just like he wouldn’t be able to help the rough thrusts and stinging slaps across your ass later. He relaxed his shoulders again, continuing to eat his meal. “Let’s just finish our food, drink a little more, and celebrate. The night is still young and I’m not nearly done with you yet, love.”

The two of you did just that — finishing your meals without another hitch, besides Sanji popping in to sing you happy birthday with dramatic heart eyes and promptly getting chased off after, before Zoro escorted you to the next part of the date he planned. This time he placed a blindfold over your eyes, not letting you see your destination until you had arrived. After a few wrong turns and minor frustration from Zoro about being lost, everything worked out fine.

You couldn't help but gasp in wonder when Zoro finally took the blindfold off of you and you could open your eyes to see what he had set up for you. He had taken you out of the city and away from all of the bustling noise and now before you was a large blanket with pillows spread out on top of a soft grassy hill among wild grown flowers that had the perfect view of the star painted night sky. There was even an ice bucket nestled into the grass beside the blanket that had a bottle of crisp champagne with two glasses just waiting to be filled. Finally the area was illuminated with two gas lanterns and an extra blanket off to the side, just in case you got cold.

“Zorooo…! Oh my god, this is so beautiful!” You practically blubbered as he led you towards the blanket with one hand on the small of your back affectionately. He let you sit down first and then took a seat beside you, keeping one arm around you and pulling you closer as you melted into his side. “Wow, you really do love me…” It couldn’t be helped as you playfully teased him one more time, but when you leaned your head back against his shoulder to look at him with those sparkling eyes of yours filled with soft adoration he couldn’t help but stare right back at you.

“I do. I know I don’t say it nearly as often as you’d probably like to hear it, but I love you y/n.” Zoro said as he lifted his other hand to caress your face, thumb trailing softly over your bottom lip. Then he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips, wanting to convey just how much you meant without words. It wasn’t long, nor was it rough like a lot of his kisses, but still it made your heart race like it was your first.

“I love you too.” You uttered tenderly like the lovesick fool you were as soon as his lips parted from yours. “There’s no one else I’d rather have spending my birthday or my life with than you, my love. Thank you for all of this. I know it must have been a lot of setup, so I just want you to know I’m, mph—!” The sentence ended abruptly when Zoro captured your lips again, effectively stopping your words and thought process.

“Shh… You don’t have to thank me. I told you tonight is all about spoiling you, so just let me alright?” He said as he kissed you again, this time deeper as he let his tongue flick out and roll over your pretty wine stained lips, sending a small shiver down your spine. “Lay down with me and look at the stars, yeah?” He suggested before he slipped his warm tongue in your mouth and started to lower you both down onto the comfortable quilted blanket—the pillows being a much welcomed addition for the extra comfort and support that it provided against the dewy ground.

It always effortlessly took your breath away and blew your mind how Zoro made you feel like the only other person in the world, and to him you might as well have been. No one could ever hope to compare to how you made him feel, and you returned the sentiments. Despite all the playful teasing and riling up, the both of you felt like two halves of a whole. You brought a certain sweetness, optimism, and thoughtfulness to his life that he’d never had before and had never wanted before meeting you, and he knew without a doubt that he’d never let you go. Zoro on the other hand, he brought a comfortable sense of stability to your life with his blatant honesty and the consistent way he always showed up when needed.

Right now, all you wanted was to be whole with him.

“Zoro… You make it really hard to care about the stars when you kiss me like this.” Your words were more of a soft whine, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at how easy it was to get you to fold for him, but he would have been lying through his teeth if he were to say he truly cared either. Having you here with him like this, all to himself in a personal bubble, was all the magic and stardust he personally needed.

“Then just lay here and focus on me… better?” He asked rhetorically as his fingers sunk into your hair and brought your lips to his for a third time, not letting you off so easily this time. In what seemed like a fraction of a second he was hovering over you completely, his knee sliding your legs apart, thigh rubbing against your thinly clothed cunt. He took your bottom lip between his teeth and bit down gently as his free hand groped your soft breast over your fancy dress, feeling quite pleased with himself when a breathy heavenly moan left your lips and you bucked your pussy against his thigh in response. “I’ll go ahead and take that as a ‘yes’ then, princess.”

“Shit.. M-More, Please Zoro…? I have been wanting you so bad since dinn—” You had already begun to plead in your lust induced state, but Zoro wasn’t going to bother with wasting time on any of that. His lips pressed more roughly against yours than they had earlier, his tongue passionately melding with yours as both of his hands wandered to your hips to force you to grind harder against his muscular thigh.

“Is this what you wanted, princess?” Zoro asked in a tone that made it clear he knew it very well wasn’t what you had been asking for; he just wanted to hear you say it. Or better yet, to scream what she wanted. “Well? Tell me with your big girl words what you need for me to do for you. More what? Kisses..? Touching? Saying ‘more’ isn’t a lot to go off of you know, heh.”

You ordinarily would’ve grumbled a bit about how much of a dick he was being, but since you’d had glass after glass of wine between the excellent courses of food chosen specifically for their aphrodisiac properties, you were basically putty waiting to be molded by his firm veiny hands. “Zoro, I want you to fuck me so bad right now! Happy? I need you to do whatever you need to do to get this damned dress off of me and fuck me on this cute little setup you made for me… I need you, Zoro.”

That was all he needed to hear you say; it was more than he needed to hear honestly. His hands moved behind your back to pull at the ribbon holding your dress cinched to your waist and once that was done he was already sitting back on his haunches in the blink of an eye, hands grasping at the thick hem of your dress to heft it over your head. He tossed the dress to the side like the useless barrier it was and his gaze immediately returned to your beautiful body, unable for a moment to tear his attention away from the delicious curves he took so much pleasure in devouring with hungry kisses and love bites at every opportunity he could. You were so fucking breathtaking that he almost felt like it was his birthday every single time he got to undress you.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby. You know that right?” Zoro groaned as he sat between your legs and pulled you further up on his lap as he leaned down and began to press indulgent kisses across your chest, slowly bringing them down your fluttering stomach as his hands slowly caressed their way from your hips up your sides and around to your back once more so he could undo the latch to your pretty bra. “I’ve been dying for a taste of you since you stepped through that damn door looking fine as fuck, y/n.”

You sucked in a shaky breath when his mouth latched onto one of your nipples rolling it around on his warm tongue until it hardened, then watched as he switched to the other and repeated the process as his hands gripped the soft flesh with his gaze on you. “F-Fuck, Zoro…~” You moaned, and the sound of his name falling off of your tongue once more had him groaning into your breast as his erection pressed into your ass, bulging through his tight black dress pants. “Please baby, I can’t take much more of this teasing.”

Zoro pulled his mouth off of your breast with a soft pop and couldn’t help but chuckle at your eagerness. “Is that so? Well, I guess since it is your birthday…” He pulled away from you, smirking when you pouted, and began to ease himself down between your legs. His hands gripped your legs and hiked them over his shoulders so he could enjoy his delectable dessert. “Aw, don’t pout so much gorgeous, I’m just getting started. Now let me hear that sexy voice of yours.”

“Oh god Zoro!” You squealed when you felt his tongue eagerly push into your heat making your eyes roll back and your stomach flutter as your body subconsciously reacted—bucking your pussy against his face and making his tongue press even deeper inside. His nose brushed against your clit pulling another whine from you, and the cycle of building desire continued when he groaned against your wet cunt, sending vibrations through you that had you arching your back and gripping the blanket below. “That feels amazing, d-don’t stop baby, ahn…~”

Zoro had absolutely no intention of stopping, hands gripping into your thighs even tighter than before to take your squirming into account, not wanting you to push him away before he was able to get his fill and make his pretty princess squirt all over his face. He watched every little change in your expression as he purposely pressed his nose harder into your cute throbbing clit while he tongue fucked you, saliva and slick starting to drip down your thighs and plump ass. He found it adorable when you covered your mouth with the back of your hand reflexively from all the times you had to keep yourself quiet on the Thousand Sunny while he fucked you absolutely senseless with the rest of the crew still on board.

He pulled back for just a moment to let out an amused chuckle. “Princess, we’re in the middle of nowhere, not on a crowded ship. Put your damn hand down and let me hear that I’m doin’ a good job.” He said before he leaned his head back down and latched his mouth onto your clit, trailing one of his hands down from your thigh to your sweet gushy core spreading your puffy lips open so he could swipe his thick digits teasingly at your entrance, growling against your clit when his fingers were soaked before they even pushed into you. His gaze darkened with lust when he did begin to sink one and then two fingers inside of you, curling and scissoring them inside in the ways he knew would make you cry out and beg for him to fuck you like always. “I love how wet you get for me y/n. Makes it so easy to fit my cock inside of this pretty little pussy of yours.”

You immediately obliged his request, taking your hand away from your mouth so he could hear the sinful moans that were now spilling freely from your lips like the lies from Usopp’s mouth. “You’re doing… ahn.. s-such… an amazing job Zoro! Fuck baby, you’re the ngh… the o-only one that can turn me on like this!” Your breathless tone and moan broken sentences were exactly what he was looking for, and from how your walls were already fluttering around his fingers he knew he wouldn’t have to wait long at all before he got just what he wanted—you right in the palm of his strong hand and at his whim tonight. It may have been your birthday, but you were his; his lover, his best friend, sometimes the reason for his frustration, but overall you were his treasure and he was going to treat your body like the gift it truly was.

“Gooood job baby…~” Zoro cooed soft praise for you when he popped his mouth off of your clit since you were doing so well for him, then he spat on your delicious addicting bud and watched in fascination as the saliva trickled down to his fingers, being pushed into your hole to mix with your fluids. “That’s it y/n, tell me again princess. Tell me I’m the only one.” There was a slight possessive edge to his tone that he only got once in a while and you were guaranteed to not be able to walk properly afterwards every single time.

He planned on breaking you tonight.

Not that you would ever complain about it; you always carried the soreness like a badge of honor the day after, proud of yourself for pushing your limits to the breaking point with your lover. It was a more fun and intimate type of workout, which is what you usually said to convince him to skip a ‘real’ workout and join you in the bedroom you shared together. You reasoned that it ended up in you both being sweaty and out of breath regardless, so it still counted, right?

“You’re the only one that I need, baby!” You began again as you propped yourself up on your elbows so you could flick your attention back and forth between his fingers plunging into your squelching pussy and his beautiful face with his eyebrows knit in concentration as he masterfully brought you to your blissful edge. “Only you know just how to touch me to make me go crazy… Zoro, you’re the only man that can make me cum without even touching me..” That was true—all he had to do was whisper dirty talk in your ear in that sexy deep voice of his and you were creaming your panties without even having to touch yourself or be touched. It was amazing honestly, and he loved teasing you about it lovingly.

“That’s right princess, and I’m the only one that’s ever allowed to touch you like this ya got that?” Zoro said as his thumb pressed against your sloppy pussy and rubbed circles around your temporarily neglected clit that shot waves of pleasure through your body, arching your back off of the blanket and making him hum contentedly. “-and you know, I haven’t heard a single whine out of you lately. What’s wrong, beautiful? Have I already tamed my needy little brat…? I thought you were going to put up at least a little bit of a fuss by now.” He teased before pulling his fingers out of you to get the reaction he was looking for out of you. “Go on, beg if you want more.”

“Y-Yes Zoro! You’re the only one that’s allowed to touch me!” You cried out desperately, then your back slowly lowered back down onto the blanket as he withdrew his fingers. You pouted and grumbled from the loss of them but couldn’t help but watch when he popped them in his mouth and moaned just from getting to taste you on his tongue again. “Baaabbyy, I was so close! Please, I’m desperate at this point… I don’t care how greedy it makes me sound—I need you to fuck me right now Zoro.” Not a single moment was wasted before he had you begging to be fucked the instant he had you waiting for more. He had you wrapped around his pretty cock so well.

Zoro smirked and leaned back so he could flip you over, bringing his hand against your ass in a firm slap and delighting in the aroused moan you let out. He admired the sight of your glorious cheeks recoiling from the smack for a moment before he took both of his hands and got a good grip of your soft flesh. He lowered his face towards your ass and playfully bit down on one of your ass cheeks before he got tired of teasing you. “Mm… there’s my bratty baby. It’s okay to be greedy today.” He hummed as he leaned back once more and began to rub his hard throbbing erection against your ass, gripping your hips to bring you back against him; making you whimper from being so close to where you really needed him but still too far yet to reap the rewards of his pretty veiny tanned cock that made your mouth water. “You need me to fuck you right now, huh? So desperate to feel my cock split you and fill you up are you, pretty girl?”

“Mhm, please..? I’ve been good haven’t I—” You began to plead once more before you had to cross your arms under your chin to support yourself when you felt him finally press himself against your dripping pussy and push himself inside with a deep throaty groan. “Fuck, thank you, t-thank you baby!” Your sweet high pitched voice ripped through the room followed by a whiny moan when his hands gripped your hips to steady you as he pulled his hips back before snapping them against you repeatedly, eliciting an aroused growl to fall from his lips as he watched himself disappear into your core over and over again.

“You’ve been so good princess, using your big girl words to tell me what you need and everything… Now let me give you your reward.” Zoro teased as he took immense pleasure in hearing your moans and gasps as he gave in and gave you what you had been craving—his cock buried so deep inside of you that you could feel his precum leaking tip bullying against the entrance to your cervix; just what his pretty baby deserved on her birthday, a good deep pounding. “You’re so fuckin’ tight baby. Keeps suckin’ me in every time I try to pull out and fuck your pretty pussy.”

“Nghhh!” Another yelped moan lept from your lips as he brought his hand against your other unmarked asscheek while he continued his relentless thrusts, already causing lewd squelches that only the two of you could hear despite him fucking you on a public hill. It was honestly thrilling even having a chance of someone hearing the two of you, but that was the furthest thing from your mind when his balls kept slapping against your throbbing clit from the angle he had you in as he locked his arms around your waist and pressed his chest into your back so he could latch his lips onto your soft exposed shoulder. Your mouth parted into a ‘o’ as he fucked you so hard that you knew he’d be carrying you and your jelly legged self back to the Sunny when the rest of the date was ‘over’. “Oh—my—god—…!~” You gasped breathlessly as a dribble of drool began to leak from the corner of your mouth onto your arm as he easily pushed your eager body and mind to a fucked out state. The only thing that kept you from completely zoning out and being his pretty little birthday fucktoy was his hand bringing another slap across your ass.

“Don’t think you’re gonna pass out on me just yet princess. I just got started.” Zoro said with a strained laugh from the exertion as he gripped your hip again with one hand while the other hand went to tangle in your now messy hair, pulling your head to the side so he could latch his lips onto your neck. He sucked and nipped on the skin like an insatiable animal—tongue flicking out over the bruising skin in satisfaction before trailing sloppy kisses back down your shoulder all while keeping up his unforgiving heavenly pace. “Come on baby, I know you have more in you…~”

“I-I can’t.. I can’t even.. t-think straight anymore Z-Zoro..” You whined in a broken pitiful voice, trying your best to push your ass back into him to show him that you weren’t giving up just yet. It blew your mind how quickly he was able to get you to unravel, but he did know your body like he knew his blades after all. He knew every single touch that set your body on fire and when to speed up or go harder to make your delicate body bend and mold to his every whim. It was almost an unfair advantage, especially when you couldn’t even touch him in this mind blowing position. You spouted off more broken babbled begging and praises and Zoro knew you were close but he still didn’t ease up. He loved the feeling of your walls spasming around his length in an attempt to milk him.

“Aww I know princess but you look so pretty all fucked out like this, I just can’t help myself.” Zoro said as he pulled back and slammed into you roughly, holding his hips still for a moment to feel you tremble beneath him while he was buried as deeply inside of you as he possibly could be and he mentally swore that you had never looked more ethereal than you did right now in your most vulnerable state. He saw your eyes roll back and felt your slick sweet cream gush out all over his cock and balls causing him to moan throatily before gritting his teeth and resuming his thrusts despite how badly he wanted to empty his balls and fill you up already—using your clenching walls refusing to release him to his advantage. He was losing his mind just as you were but still he slowed down to savor the feeling, effectively edging himself so he could keep going just a little bit longer. “Good girl y/n, that’s it… fucking hell I can’t get enough of you baby. I’ll make it up to you baby, I promise.”

You were so far drowned in your bliss that you couldn’t even bring yourself to complain, and you knew Zoro would make good on his promise. Your post-birthday celebration would consist of lots of well earned pampering and soft aftercare that would have you swooning for your best friend all over again. “S’okay, Zoro… I want y-you to feel good too.~” Even though your body was trembling you pushed back against him, mewling every time you felt how well he stretched your tightened slick gummy walls at this slowed pace. You badly wanted to make him cum for you, to feel it fill your deep crevices before spilling out of you, and you wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

“You hope I feel good? I am on cloud nine right now because you feel fuckin’ amazing princess.” Zoro moaned as he let go of your hair—gently pushing down on your back before picking your hips up to get you to arch just right for him again to bully his tip against your sore cervix as he brought himself to the edge once more. The way your walls had a death grip on him made his eye flutter shut and his mouth gape open in pleasure as his thumbs rubbed soothing circles into your plush flesh. “Y’know y/n… I don’t think I’m gonna be able to stop with just one time tonight, and you only have yourself to blame.” He said as he sped up his pace to watch you claw desperately at the blanket, causing the pillows to tumble haphazardly off into the grass as the blanket bunched up under your clenched fingers. “Now tell me one pretty girl, want me to cum for you? Fill up this perfect fucking pussy and show you who you belong to? Gonna have to use your words again.”

“Fuck—fuck—y-yes Zoro! My love please, please cum for me baby..!” You wailed out desperately as your face pressed down into the blanket, drool puddling beneath your parted breathless profanity spilling lips, far too tired and fucked out to lift your head without his aid at this point. “So… f-fuck…! So fucking deep…! Please baby, I can’t take it anymore, You’re gonna make me c-cum againnnn!~” Your legs felt like they were about to give out on you but still he didn’t relent, even dragging one of his hands down between your thighs so he could press the pad of his middle finger against your clit in torturously slow but firm swirls while he chased his high. With eyes rolled back you felt another powerful climax rock your body and you were grateful that you were taking Zoro with you this time. You could feel his hips begin to stutter and his movements get sloppier as he continued to roll into you—his pleasured groans of pleasure sounding strained as he finally reached his limit.

“Good girl, y/n… you did so good for me, I knew you could do it baby.” Zoro cooed as his gaze was focused on the milky white ring around his cock where he disappeared into your sweet cunt. He granted your clit relief by withdrawing his finger so he could grope your sore and slightly bruised ass cheeks and get a better view of his throbbing veiny dick filling up his pretty little birthday princess with his heavy load of thick hot cum from not touching himself all day in preparation for tonight, just for you. He rolled his hips into you roughly a few more times before firmly pressing himself as deeply into your sweet spot as he could as his cock twitched—feeling your walls flutter and hearing your sweet gasp once again. “Haah… that’s it princess take it allll, milk my cock dry like the pretty little cumslut you are for me. Even half conscious you just can’t help it, can you baby?”

All you could do at this point was nod, moan, and babble broken nonsense as you felt him hit his first climax of the night, finally getting the present you had been so eagerly waiting for all evening as his cum exploded inside of your gummy walls. “Ahn..! Feels s’good baby.. f-fuck, always feels so good when you cum f’me…” You muffled against the blanket before his hands gently slid around your upper body to pull you up from your slumped over position so you were nestled comfortably against his chest, letting your mixed fluids dribble down your thighs and his. Your knees were shaking but Zoro had a firm grip around your waist now as he pressed a shower of softer kisses along your back, shoulders and neck. “Give me more kisses, baby...” You hum as you couldn’t help but happily rest your pleasure-drunk body against his, head craning back against his shoulder with your cheek pressed against his hot sticky skin as you puckered your pretty mouth and looked at him expectantly for a kiss on your soft neglected lips.

Zoro raised one of his hands to caress your cheek as he dipped his head down to press his lips against yours in a lingering kiss after your cute request for more kisses. “Don’t worry princess, the night isn’t quite over yet. You’ll get plenty more kisses, and after I let you rest for a minute—I’m gonna make you cum for me again. How does that sound, hm?” He said as his hand sank into your hair and pulled you into a deeper kiss—his tongue rolling into your mouth before you could even answer. “Happy birthday y/n.”

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The next hour was a blur of sticky overstimulating passion until you literally passed out from the pleasure and had to be carried back to the Thousand Sunny just like you had hoped. Zoro cleaned the both of you up as best he could before figuring the first thing he’d do in the morning was spoil you with a hot bath and a full body massage, then he tucked you into his side with a soft kiss to the side of your head, holding his treasure close while he drifted off to sleep.

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[lanadelreylover11]

I feel like a virgin when I search up “x Reader” with a new character I like

[portgasdbru]

DIRTY TEXT WITH ONE PIECE MEN

feat: luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, sabo, law, kid x f!reader

cw: strong language, crack, suggestive content

minors and ageless blog dni

[demonpiratehuntress]

they make you cry

featuring - Zoro x F!Reader, Ace x F!Reader, Kaku x F!Reader, Law x F!Reader, Luffy x F!Reader, Sanji x F!Reader, Usopp x F!Reader

summary - sometimes you just can't handle the things they say/do

warnings - angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

taglist - @kabloswrld

a/n - this took forever to write, and I'm sorry! had to fight my writer's block real hard to get this out ☠️ some of them seem rushed and im sorry about that too!

ZORO

Zoro could be mean, you knew this when you started dating him. He didn't mince his words, nor did he sugarcoat anything. Especially when he was angry, that's when he could be the cruelest. You just never expected to be on the receiving end of that cruelty.

You were just trying to help, honestly. You thought it might be a nice gesture if you wiped his swords clean for him while he napped, and you thought he'd appreciate it. But the moment you dropped them while putting them back and woke him up, it was like something had possessed him.

"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded, sitting up and looking at you, his eyes hard.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to clean them for you," you tried explaining yourself, hoping he wouldn't be too angry. Hoping he would calm down and stop looking at you like that.

"Why would you think that?" He scoffed. "I clean them myself, there's no need for you to do it. There's no need for you touch them at all, actually."

"I'm sorry," you apologised again, shrinking away and feeling hurt by his tone already.

"Just don't do it again," he snapped, "You don't know anything about swords. It wouldn't be such a problem if you were more like me and less like you."

"Less like me?" The tears filled your eyes before you could stop them. "What does that mean?"

"Nothing, just go away and let me nap."

And go away you did. You left his room with your eyes almost overflowing, hand covering your mouth to stifle the sob that was about to come out. You didn't understand what brought that on, why he had been so mean to you.

"(Name), wait-"

You ran off the moment his door opened again, trying to put as much distance between him and yourself as possible. You were hurt, so incredibly hurt, that you barely made it to your room before you broke down in tears, burying your face in your hands. You tried to calm down, you did, but his unprovoked verbal attack struck you right where it hurt the most, your heart. You didn't understand what he meant by "less like you", and you didn't think you wanted to. It was insult enough already.

A knock on your door startled you, and you quickly wiped your face to try and get rid of the tears but your eyes were still red and puffy. Which was immediately noticed by the swordsman when you opened the door, and he frowned.

"Were you crying?"

"What do you want?" You asked him, sniffing. "Did you come to insult me more? Maybe tell me again to stay away from your precious swords? Save it."

"I'm sorry," he interjected, taking you by surprise. He shifted nervously, not really knowing how to apologise but wanting to try because you meant more to him than he could ever say and he hated that he'd hurt you.

"Is that it?" You scoffed, about to close the door.

"No, no wait!" He stopped you, swallowing thickly and looking at the floor. "You know I'm not good with apologies. But I mean it when I say I'm sorry for what I said. You were just trying to do something nice for me and I snapped at you because I was in a mood. The stupid cook annoyed me earlier and I...didn't mean to take it out on you."

You crossed your arms, trying to look mad but you only looked sad and it tugged at Zoro's heartstrings, "Okay."

His expression softened, and when you allowed him he pulled you into his arms and hugged you, trying to show how sorry he was through his actions since he couldn't say it. He rubbed your back soothingly, pressing a gentle and apologetic kiss to the top of your head.

"But if you speak to me like that again, I'm throwing your swords into the ocean."

He chuckled, "Deal."

He spent the next few days making it up to you in various ways, either buying you a special gift from any island you stopped by, or hugging/cuddling you a little longer than usual, or teaching you some moves with his swords to prove he trusted you with them. Eventually, when his overbearing affection started worrying the crew, you had to forgive him.

ACE

The crew was celebrating a big win. Stopping by a nearby island, majority of the crewmembers could be found in bars and taverns, drinking their weight in alcohol. You were amongst them, not drinking as much but joining the merriment regardless. You smiled at the antics of your crewmates, who were trying to drunkenly flirt with woman around the room.

Your smile vanished the moment your eyes settled on your boyfriend, who was busy entertaining a crowd of younger women with the tale of your victory.

Now normally that isn't a cause for upset with you, but he tended to get a little overfriendly and even though you've spoken to him about it many, many times, he hasn't made an effort to stop his flirting - even if he didn't see it as flirting, those women certainly did. And that was the problem, he always let them think that and allowed them to get handsy with him.

You rolled your eyes, downing your drink so you could get out of here. When you lowered your pint again, the sight of one of their hands on his arm made you sick. Usually you would get angry and storm over there and break up the party, but today the sight brought tears to your eyes. It hurt you that he always did this, even when you'd asked him not to.

"(Name), where you going?" One of your crewmates asked you when they noticed you getting up. "It's still early!"

You forced a smile, trying to hide your glassy eyes, "I, uh-"

"(Name)!" Ace called you cheerfully, waving you over, "Come here!"

You frowned, then shook your head before turning and leaving the bar, letting the tears fall now that you were out of sight from the rest of the crew. Your vision blurred on the way back to the ship, but you somehow managed to get there without hurting yourself and broke down into quiet sobs as you sat on your bed and buried your face in your hands.

Sometimes it felt like you weren't enough for him, whether it was physically or emotionally. He could make you feel like the worst lover sometimes, like you couldn't give him what he wanted, even if he didn't mean to. You knew he had commitment issues, but you thought your relationship was getting more serious at this point.

"(Name)!" Ace burst into the room, looking worried. "Hey, why did you leave?"

You didn't answer, turning away from him and curling up into a foetal position facing the wall your bed was placed against. You couldn't look at him right now, not when the tears wouldn't stop.

"Baby?" He called again, the bed dipping beside you to indicate that he had sat down. "I know you're not asleep."

He reached out and gently touched your shoulder, urging you to turn around and face him. You sighed and shifted around, looking at him with a tear-stained face. His eyes instantly went wide and he flew into a panic.

"What happened? Did someone do something to you?"

"Ugh, stop it," you groaned, sitting up. "Don't pretend to care about me when you constantly do what I tell you hurts my feelings." Just mentioning it again brought the tears back, and you cursed.

He frowned when you said this, "But I wasn't flirting with them."

You gave him an exasperated look, "Do you ever realise that they consider it flirting? That they try to seduce you with all their little touches and stupid flirty smiles? No, you don't." You hastily wiped your eyes, now getting angry.

"I'm sorry-"

"No, Ace. You do this all the time. And it really, really hurts."

His expression softened, and he grabbed you and pulled you onto his lap with ease. No matter how mad you were at him, your body never fought his touch or embrace.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled into your hair. "I didn't realise they were trying to do that. I was so caught up in telling the story, especially the part where you took out all of those pirates, that I didn't see they weren't really interested. I'm sorry I'm so stupid."

The sincerity in his voice eased your mood, and you slowly stopped crying and pulled away to look at him, "Next time just ask me to come sit with you."

"I'll do better than that baby, I'll put you on my lap."

"You know that doesn't end well."

"On the contrary-"

You sighed and shook your head, unable to help the smile that formed on your lips. He really was an idiot, but he was your idiot and even if he did stupid things a lot of the time, you loved him very much.

KAKU

You and Kaku hardly ever fought, because he was a very patient and very reasonable man. He never gave you any reason to be upset with him, because while he was a ruthless assassin, to you he was an absolute sweetheart. The only problem was that he sometimes left for long missions, and you were left worrying about him at home and not knowing what was going on because he was deep undercover that he couldn't even contact you.

Like now, where he was working undercover as a foreman in Water 7. You had asked him once again if you could come with, seeing as neither of you knew how long he'd be away this time. But he refused, gently reminding you that he didn't want to put you in any danger and that your house - so far off the grid absolutely no one knew about it - was the safest place for you. You had no other option but to agree.

After many, many months spent worrying about him and struggling to sleep not knowing what's going on, your boyfriend stumbled in through the front door one night absolutely destroyed. You'd come down with one of his swords in hand - one that he kept around the house for you - only to stop dead at the sight of Kaku standing there. Actually, standing was generous. He was barely keeping himself off the ground, tall frame hunched over and trembling.

"Oh my god, Kaku!" You dropped the blade and rushed to his side, laying one of his arms around your shoulders so you could at least help him to the couch. "What the hell happened?"

"It's a long story," he groaned, laying his head over the back of the couch and closing his eyes. "Short version - the Straw Hats."

You frowned at his brief response, going to fetch your first aid kit - you'd learned after the first few times he came home that you'd need one - and bringing it back to him.

"I think I deserve an explanation," you pressed, sitting beside him and starting to tend to his more obvious wounds. "You owe me that much."

"I don't want to talk about it," he grumbled. "I'm sorry."

You didn't respond, and he cracked an eye open to see why. When he noticed how your eyes had become glassy and your bottom lip was trembling but you were biting it hard to stop it, his expression softened.

"Oh, honey."

He gently took the first aid from you and set it aside before bringing you into his arms, wrapping them around you securely. He pressed gentle kisses to the top of your head, ignoring the pain as he held you against his chest.

"I'm sorry."

"This is the worst I've ever seen you," you managed to get out, your voice small and hurt. "I had no contact with you for the longest time since you started working for them, and then you come back looking like this..." You couldn't help it, the tears just kept falling no matter how hard you tried to stop them.

He held you tighter, then moved one hand up to wipe your tears away, "But I came back, didn't I? I'm here."

You knew he was trying to reassure you, but it was difficult to be reassured when he constantly did this to you. You looked at him sceptically.

"Why would I ever risk dying?" He questioned softly, cupping your cheek in his large hand. "I have you to come home to, I don't put myself in a situation I don't think I can come out of." He kissed the tip of your nose, to make you smile like it always did. "Besides, did you ever think that maybe I like having you play nurse for me?"

You managed a small smile, warmed by his words, "Oh you do, huh?"

"Mhm."

"I guess I can forgive you. On one condition."

"Anything, honey."

"I'm coming with you on your next assignment."

"...I don't have a choice, do I?"

"Nope."

He sighed, but planted a loving kiss on your forehead, "If it will ease your mind, then okay. But you have to let me make sure your cover is safe too."

"Deal."

LAW

Law was a very complicated man, with a lot of baggage and trauma he liked to keep away from everyone else. He was reclusive, and he never quite expressed his emotions as healthily as he should. Most days you did your best to understand, to step back and be the more rational one. But sometimes his actions don't make sense, and he ends up hurting you a lot more than he thinks - or notices.

Take the last few days, for example. You two had grown quite close over the course of your relationship and he was now quite comfortable with you and showing you affection - although still privately. But ever since you'd met the Straw Hat crew and he'd been introduced to their smartest member, Robin, he'd been a lot more distant and a lot less affectionate. Like he was beginning to forget you existed.

You started to feel insecure about not being as intelligent as her and not having anything in common with your boyfriend. You'd never liked books, they paled in comparison to the adventures you embarked on on a daily basis. But now it had come back to haunt you, and in the worst way possible.

"Law, do you want to-"

"Not now, (Name)-ya," he didn't even look up from his work. "I'm just finishing some notes on something that Robin asked for."

"Oh, okay. Let me know when you're-"

"I will be heading to their ship shortly, she has a collection of books I would like to study."

"...Right. Okay."

You blinked back tears, knowing he would just get irritated with your emotional display. Turning away from him, you left the room to go get some air and maybe feel sorry for yourself. It did hurt, him immediately dismissing you for another woman, even if it wasn't romantic. He was spending less time with you, and more time with her.

"(Name)!"

Your face lit up, thinking Law had finally come to his senses. But when you turned around, you saw him making his way to the Thousand Sunny while Bepo was the one who had called out to you. And then you couldn't hold it back anymore; you burst into tears.

You usually didn't cry like this. You were good at keeping your emotions in check. It was a side-effect of being around the stoic captain so much - you'd learned how to control your own emotions. But right now, it was too much to bear and your insecurities and fears came crashing down around you, drowning you in sorrow.

"What's wrong??" Bepo asked worriedly, immediately pulling you into a hug. "Did something happen?"

"No," you hiccupped, "I mean, yes, but it doesn't matter."

Your eyes drifted to the deck of the Sunny, where Law was engaged in what looked like a meaningful conversation with the female devil fruit user. Sighing, you tried your best to wipe your eyes and gently pushed Bepo away.

"I'm okay, I just...I need to be alone."

As you walked off, Bepo followed your gaze and spotted the issue. He frowned, having also noticed that his captain had recently been preferring Robin's company over his own girlfriend.

"Captain!" The bear called, rushing over to Law and Robin.

"Not now, Bepo," Law dismissed him, returning his attention to the raven-haired woman.

"But something is wrong with (Name)!" Bepo protested, whoch was a half-lie, half-truth. There was something wrong, but it wasn't with you. He just knew Law wouldn't follow him back otherwise.

"What?" Law instantly felt worry start to fill him. "Where is she?"

"I don't know, I saw her just now, crying, and then she ran off."

Law frowned. He didn't like it when you cried. Not because it was irritating, but because he always got this weird, ugly feeling when you did. You should never have to cry, you should never have to feel pain. Instantly, he goes back to the Polar Tang but not to look for you. He just simply uses his devil fruit to get you back into his room, and when he does he feels guilty by the sight.

Your eyes are red and puffy and you're sniffing like you're sick, but you're not sick. You're avoiding his gaze and casting your eyes downward to the floor, unable to look at him. And you're hugging yourself.

"(Name)-ya," he calls, hoping to get you to look at him.

"I thought you were with Robin," you tell him quietly, the hurt evident in your small, vulnerable voice.

He frowns, "I was, but-"

"Then we don't need to talk about anything," you cut him off. "I'm fine, go bacl to your conversation." You can't help being a bit snippy, tired of crying and even more so of being sad.

"You have been crying," he argued, "That is my concern."

"Oh really?" You suddenly glared at him. "I didn't think you'd notice. But you didn't, did you? Bepo had to tell you, because you were so engrossed in your new girlfriend!" You scoffed, rubbing your face and getting up. "Leave me alone."

"No," Law blocked your path out of the room. "I want to talk about this. And...I want to apologise for hurting you." He paused awkwardly, never good with apologies. "I didn't mean to spend so much time with her and neglect you, I promise. I just kept losing track of time, and I got a little bit eager that someone else was interested in some of the same things I am."

"Yeah, I know," you mumbled, "I'm sorry I'm not that person. I'm sorry I'm not your ideal girlfriend." The tears started falling again, and the ache returned to Law's chest.

"That's not what I meant," he moved closer, "You are perfect just the way you are. I don't want you to be like me, I don't think I could date someone like me. I often wonder how you do it."

Your eyes widen at the vulnerable revelation, and that leads you to start listening to his sincere words and slowly calm down.

"If I neglect you like that again, please just tell me," he pleaded, taking your hands in his. "Don't suffer in silence, I don't like seeing how it's affected you. And I don't like being the reason you cry. So please, just talk to me when I hurt you. Pull me away from any conversation, throw my books, whatever. Just make sure I listen."

"Okay," you slowly smiled, nodding. "But you can't yell at me if I do."

He sighed, but felt relieved that he was forgiven, "I won't."

"Great. Now you owe me a lot of cuddles and even more kisses," you pout. "And double the amount of hugs."

"Done, done and done," he murmured as he leaned down to kiss you sweetly and gently.

LUFFY

If Luffy hasn't upset you in some way, you'd be suspicious. His carefree nature was bound to anger or frustrate you in some way or the other, and his tendency to overexert himself in fights often ended with you concerned for his health in general. He's never made you cry, because if there's one thing Luffy can do well it's keep his promises.

Until he meets Boa Hancock.

And you get it. She's gorgeous, she's powerful, she's a queen. She's everything a woman should be, and you can't help but feel envious of the attention she gets from men. Luffy doesn't really care for her looks, which is a little comforting, however she found the way to his heart and every time you guys met her on the ocean she had the nerve to throw him a huge feast. And your beloved, naive boyfriend always thought she was just being nice and gorged himself on her food, missing the way she looked at him longingly and not understanding her flirtatious advances.

But you understood them very well.

But as mentioned before, she's a powerful person. Not just because she's a devil fruit user, but also because she's a Warlord. You knew you couldn't piss her off in any way, for the safety of the crew, but she had no such qualms. It seemed she knew that you hated how much she attended to Luffy, she knew how much you hated her advances and how Luffy always ate whatever she offered. And she abused her title, doing it on purpose because she knew there was nothing you could do.

Most of the time it was just frustrating beyond comparison. But slowly it ate away at you, and one particular meeting had you excusing yourself in an attempt to escape what seemed like a suffocating situation.

Boa was once again on your ship - it seemed like she purposely sought it out just to see your boyfriend, and she probably did. Luffy was enjoying yet another one of her feasts, and she was sat right beside him. Touching his arm and saying sweet things to him like he didn't already have a girlfriend. Batting her eyelashes at him and offering him sweet smiles that would knock the socks off any man other than Luffy. Once again, he didn't seem to notice how uncomfortable it made you, and you felt your eyes brim with tears.

Maybe he did notice and just didn't mind. Maybe he did notice and actually enjoyed her attention like everyone else did. Maybe you had him all wrong in this particular situation. He had spent a long time with her on her island, after all.

"Excuse me," you mumble to no one in particular, rising from your seat and swiftly exiting the room. It was like you couldn't breathe, your throat burning as the tears started falling faster and faster, until you could barely see.

You were sure he hasn't even noticed you were gone. He probably hadn't even seen you leave. And that thought had you clinging to your pillow harder as you screamed into it, hot angry tears rolling down your cheeks in unstoppable waves. You were so hurt and upset that you didn't notice your room door swing open and a certain captain barge in.

"(Name)?" Luffy called, sounding confused. "Are you okay?"

You felt your body bounce a little as the overeager captain jumped onto your bed, but in your stubbornness you refused to look at him and turned away instead.

"Go away, Luffy."

Luffy was not used to hearing those words from you. Nor was he used to hearing the sadness in your voice, the way it cracked halfway, and the miserable sniff that came afterwards. He was not used to seeing you like this, so sad.

"What's wrong?" He tugged on your shoulder, trying to get you to turn back around to face him. "Are you sick? Is your stomach sore?"

"No, Luffy!" You sat up and yelled in exasperation. "I'm tired! I'm so, so tired okay!" You rubbed your face and curled up, thighs pressed tightly to your chest. "I'm tired of my boyfriend letting some other woman fawn over him with no boundaries. I'm tired of watching my boyfriend be sweet-talked and flirted with by some other woman. And I can't do anything, because she's a Warlord!"

Luffy's eyes went wide, and then he burst out laughing, "Are you worried about Hammock?" The incorrect name almost had you smiling, but you managed to keep your face stoic. "(Name), I only want you. You know that right?"

"Yes," you sighed, "And I trust you, Luffy. It's just...you never stop her and sometimes it makes me feel like I'm not enough. Like she does more for you than I ever could." Your gaze fell. "Sometimes I think you actually like her."

Suddenly his arms were around you and he was squeezing you in the tightest hug he'd ever given.

"I don't like anyone the way I like you, (Name)," he promised. "ANd I never will. You are the only person who makes me feel like this, and you do enough for me already. You cook for me! I bet Hammock doesn't even make the food herself. If it came to choosing you or her, it would always be you."

Your cheeks burned when he said that, and slowly a smile formed on your lips, "That's really sweet, Luffy. Thank you. I needed to hear that."

He nuzzled his face against yours affectionately, "I will remind you as many times as you want!"

SANJI

Sanji's most annoying habit tended to irritate you majority of the time, and every instance ended with you practically fuming and storming off after telling him off angrily. He would normally appease you with something sweet, or your favourite dish. In some extreme cases, both. But you never stayed mad at him, because he made it impossible for you to do so. You just never expected that one day the hurt would become too much for you to handle, and you'd react with sadness rather than fury.

The crew had been given the day off to explore another island. Everyone had split to do their own things, but the cook insisted on accompanying you because it was one of the rare times he got to spend alone with you for an entire day. So the two of you strolled through the vibrant town, enjoying the atmosphere and each other's presence.

That is, until Sanji forgot about your warning to not flirt with anyone on this island. He deemed it just being a gentleman, but you knew better than that.

When you caught him staring as your words faltered, you expected the usual bout of anger to flare within you. You were ready to tell him off again, a dozen insults coming to mind for that woman, when you felt a sharp pang in your chest instead. Your words caught in your throat, and a sorrow like nothing you'd ever experienced filled you.

Had he been staring the entire time you were talking to him? To make matters worse, he seemed to forget you were speaking and drifted over to the lady to compliment her dress.

You felt humiliated. No one here actually knew you two, but it was embarrassing that you couldn't even keep your lover's attention on you. Your cheeks burned, your throat along with them, and your eyes brimmed with tears. It was made worse when you glanced around at all the other couples, and found them happily clinging to each other and acting like they were the only two people in the world.

"What do you think, ma chérié?" Sanji's voice suddenly filled your ears. "Do you like it?"

You hastily wiped your eyes, trying to look like you did before, "Um, like what? Sorry, I wasn't listening..."

He didn't seem to notice the sadness in your tone or the forlorn expression on your face, he just barrelled on, "This pretty young woman's dress, what do you think of it?"

"A-are you serious?" You choked out, feeling the burning in your throat get worse.

"Yes! Doesn't it look nice?"

You couldn't take it anymore. You were hyperventilating at this point. Scared of being embarrassed further with your impending sobbing, you turned and sprinted as fast as you could away from the scene. He called after you, but you weren't listening.

He arrived at the ship at the same time you did, leaving you confused. You were about to push past him when he grabbed your waist, stopping you.

"Wait, my love, I'm sorry," he apologised, "Don't cry, please."

You smacked his hand away from your face, "No, don't. If you were really sorry, you'd stop flirting with every woman you see like I told you to! But no, you keep doing it." Your eyes watered again. "Do you have any idea what it's like? Seeing your own lover interested in someone else, not even listening to you?"

Sanji was speechless. He had no idea it affectef you this much, but he blamed himself for going on with it even when you told him not to.

"How would you feel if I flirted with every guy I saw?" You demanded.

"Oh no, please don't," he begged, heart sinking at the thought.

"But it's okay for you to do it?" You looked away, and his heart broke.

"I'm sorry," he apologised again, "I am, really. But I wasn't flirting with her, I promise! I was just asking where she got that dress because it looked so nice and I thought it would look good on you..."

Your eyes widened when you heard this, "Wait, what? Is that why you asked if I liked it?"

"Mhm," he smiled, "I wanted to get it for you if you did."

You were the speechless one now. All that time he had been thinking of you, and you'd gone and assumed the worst. Now you felt even more embarrassed, but for a totally different reason.

"Sanji, I-"

"No need to apologise, love," he immediately hugged you when it seemed like it was okay for him to. "I haven't exactly given you reasons to trust me not to flirt. But I promise, I am doing my best to not do it. I don't want to lose you."

He really was too cute to stay mad at, or even to stay sad about, and you ended up smiling and leaning in to kiss him.

"Fine, but do it again and I'm going to leave you for Zoro."

His face paled, "No no, ma chérie, you can't be serious! Love, wait! Are you serious??" And he followed you to your room, begging you to tell him you were lying.

USOPP

You were well aware that Usopp had had a romantic interest in a girl long before he met you. He would never tell you about her, but Nami and Luffy told you about her and what they knew about her relationship with Usopp. As far as you could tell, they had never done anything more than kiss once.

You felt like you were getting in the way of their relationship, and most days that thought just put you into an emotionless daze. You felt like you couldn't compare, because she seemed to be his first love. And as bad as this sounds, you started to feel like you were a relationship of convenience to him. Someone to keep him company while he longed for another.

"You know that's not true," Nami would reassure you when you confided in her. "He's not like that. He really loves you."

"I can tell he thinks about her sometimes," you argue, "And we don't know whether or not he imagines her in my place when we kiss or do anything remotely romantic. Who's to say he wouldn't go back to her if we somehow made it back to the East Blue?"

Nami couldn't give you the answer to that, and it hurt all the more. You tried not to let it get to you, you really did, but some days were worse than others. Some days you felt inferior, like you were not as pretty as she was, even though you'd never seen her. If he was so crazy about her to still be thinking about her months after he'd met you, he surely still loved her, right?

"Usopp, I have a question," Nami asked the sharpshooter one day.

"Uhhhh, no I did not borrow any money from you..." He replied nervously, eyes darting around the room.

The navigator's eyes narrowed, "We'll get to that later. Anyway, if we went back to the East Blue, what would you do? Would you want to rekindle your relationship with Kaya?"

Usopp's face paled, "What kind of question is that?!"

"Just answer!"

"I...I don't know!" He cried, then attempted to flee only to see you standing in the doorway, your eyes glistening. "(Name)-"

"I get it," you swallowed thickly, "She was your first love. I just wish you'd stop pretending like this relationship means anything to you." You turned and retreated to your room, locking the door and falling down against it, tears flowing freely.

You knew it was unfair. You knew he'd known her his whole life and you just a year. But you kind of hoped that since you'd actually developed what you thought was a meaningful, deep romantic relationship with him, he wouldn't have to think about it. You kind of hoped he would just choose you, simple as that. And you know it was unfair to him, and selfish of you. But you couldn't help it.

"(Name)!" The sharpshooter knocked on your door. "Please let me in!" He sounded panicked, like he did before you all went into a fight.

"Go away, Usopp," you yelled, but the pain in your voice was too clear for him to ignore.

Normally he would give up. He does that very easily. But when it comes to you he doesn't stop, and he never will. He hates leaving you on your own, especially when you're upset and even more so when he's the reason you're upset.

"Please, baby," he pleaded, "Let me explain! I never said I would! Please, just open up. Let's talk about this!"

"You can say what you want through the door," you told him, "Otherwise we don't talk at all." And yes, again this was unfair to him, but again you couldn't help it.

"I know what you must be thinking," he immediately started, "And you're wrong. Yes I used to love Kaya, and yes we almost had a relationship, but that was clearly not meant to be. Because I met you, and I fell in love with you, and I can't imagine loving anyone else now that I know what it feels like to love you." He paused for a moment, thinking of what else to say, and then, "You're the love of my life now, and I know that it will stay that way even if we were to somehow end up back in the East Blue. You are my girlfriend now, and I only ever want or think about you. Please believe me, it'll only ever be you."

Hearing all of this slowly calmed you down, and you didn't even notice when the tears stopped. His sincere, loving words hit you right where you needed them the most, and you stood up to open the door.

"You mean all that?"

"Yes," he looked like he was on the verge of tears himself. "Please don't break up with me."

"Oh, Usopp," you laughed and wiped your eyes, "I could never do that. Especially not after such sweet words. You're stuck with me."

"And hopefully always will be," he added, immediately hugging you and almost crushing your bones. "I'm so sorry (Name), I'm sorry I made you cry!" And then he actually started crying.

"Usopp..."

[luffyssa]

𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙧𝙚-𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥

starring. one piece. luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, law, shanks genre. smau, crack, fluff ask. can you please do a smau where they accidentally text about you to you when they meant if for someone else (pre relationship)? it's just so cute to see our pookies embarrassed.

use of y/n, she/her pronouns in some

[roronoagem]

sleepy!zoro that let you sit down on his cock, holding your waist to guide you up and down his length while he keeps his eyes closed. he grunts softly while you’re all whiny, doesn’t matter if someone hears, because man is splitting you open, hitting all the right spots and making you see stars as you arch your back. as soon as he comes he’s fast asleep, a smirk of satisfaction curving his lips . . .

[onepiece-fluffcanons]

Zoro with an s/o that asks him to train them

Requests are open, by the way!

*You have always been interested in the way of the sword, but you have never been able to find anyone to teach you. you know the basics, but that’s about all you know

*that is, until you met and got together with Zoro, you were absolutely fascinated by his skills

*it took you a while to gather the courage to ask Zoro to train you, which caught the swordsman off guard

*you want him to train you in the way of the sword? He was a bit flattered, even if he doesn’t admit that out loud

*Zoro agrees to it, but only because it’s you

*he’ll see what you know by having you show him what you know first before coming up with a plan for your training

*if he notices your form is off and what not, he’ll correct you, but isn’t too harsh about it as he wants to help you improve

*and he knows that with his help and training, you can definitely improve!

*so you take in his suggestions and whatever else he tells you

*sometimes you’ll even train on your own, and surprise him with how much you’ve improved over the short amount of time you’ve been training together

*but Zoro is very proud of you, which he’ll only say to you when you two are alone

[st4rpiece]

sleeping separately after an argument pt. 1

SFW

characters: luffy, zoro, usopp, and sanji x fem! reader summary: how the strawhat boys would react to you sleeping alone after an argument CW: mainly fluff, slight angst others: not proofread, lowercase intended, and pictures found on pinterest

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Monkey D. Luffy

luffy doesn't handle conflict well, especially not one with someone he cares deeply about. after the argument you guys had earlier, he would never suspected that you would sleep else where for the night.

at first, he would brush it off, thinking you just needed some space and that you would return to your shared room soon. but, as the night wore on, he'd find himself restless. constantly tossing and turning unable to lay as comfortably as before now that he was alone. luffy would eventually get up and wander over to your old room.

knowing him he’d poke your face (gently of course) while whispering, "hey, are you still mad at me?" his big eyes would reflect genuine concern and confusion. but because you were asleep you couldn’t respond, so he would get into your bed and curl up next to you, determined to be close even if you were still upset. you’d wake up the next day to a goofy grin and a sincere apology, as he was eager to make things right.

Roronoa Zoro

arguments with zoro are often intense but short-lived. so when you decide to sleep separately after a fight, zoro (like luffy) would be taken aback. however he, unlike luffy, would initially be too proud to go after you. so instead he’d brood silently, replaying the argument in his head while sharpening his swords.

you were the dramatic one. right?

as the night deepened, his stoic façade would crack, causing the gnawing sense of regret to seep in. he’d eventually get up, quietly making his way to your old room.

“babe?” his voice was uncharacteristically soft cautiously enters the room. after seeing your sleeping figure his demeanor immediately softens.

without a word, he'd lie down on the floor next to your bed, his presence a silent apology. he would wake up before you like usual but after breakfast he would pull you aside giving you a gruff but sincere apology, his actions speaking louder than his words.

God Ussop

usopp is sensitive and prone to overthinking. after any argument, he'd probably be filled with anxiety and self-doubt. which would worsen after you decide to sleep separately. he'd pace around, muttering to himself and crafting elaborate scenarios in his head of what this could mean.

is this it?

do you not love him anymore?

were you going to break up with him?

eventually, he'd muster the courage to approach you, armed with a heartfelt speech. ready to kneel beside you and pour his heart out with the promise to do better. but after walking to your old room and seeing you sleep so soundly his resolve would soften. not wanting to wake you he would leave telling himself that he’d apologize in the morning.

instead of going to bed though he would go to his factory deciding to make you a small gift to show his sincerity. he would place that along with a short an apology letter by your door. hoping to give you a better apology in the morning.

Vinsmoke Sanji

sanji would be devastated if you chose to sleep separately after an argument. unlike usopp, he wouldn’t overthink it. he knows you love him just needed some space. despite thinking that, he would never let you go to sleep upset especially not at him.

so he'd spend the majority of the night in the kitchen, preparing ingredients for tomorrow and making you a midnight snack.

with a tray of food on hand he’d softly knocks on the door of your old bedroom, his voice both gentle and cautious. “my love? i brought food. can i come in so we can talk?”

your lights were on so he knew you were up, after waiting for a minute or so he would let out a relieved sigh as you opened the door and making room for him to enter.

you guys would spend the rest of the night talking about your argument except this time with a much clearer head. once he knew that you both were on the same page he would bring you back to your share room to sleep.

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hi guys! thanks for reading, this is my first attempt at writing hc so idk if i did it right lol but it was fun!! i also have a couple more characters in my draft using this idea. i’ll post them if this does well (fingers crossed).

part 2 is posted!!

[bitchimasnake-sss]

Imagine telling op guys who has a crush on you, that you want to sleep with them. You just plop down next to them cuddle into them and fall asleep. It's just hem turning red and trying to calm down their thoughts

hehe, this is legit so cute. (tweaked the prompt to be a little more suggestive than just thoughts in the end.)

not a dream ft. the monster trio!

set-up: as anon asked! you happened to utter five simple words, "can i sleep with you?" to the op boys (who have a crush crush on you). now these idiots are contemplating if they'd make it out alive. warnings: includes nsfw thoughts!! no actual things happen but the guys are thinking very very perverted shit, so, if not comfortable please skip!!! m.list

luffy:

💗 you know luffy. do you think luffy— the guy who clings to everyone, doesn't know the word "personal" and "space", who will probably hug you even if you threatened to punch him— will really mind if you told him you wanted to sleep with him? fuck no. even if you stood in front of him with a "i like you, i wanna sleep with you" in a suggestive way, he would say something along the lines of "awh, i like you too. let's sleep."

💗 but well, this was different. cause he liked you. so when you decided to show up at his door after dinner with a cranky look, he was both confused and intrigued. "what's wrong with ya?" the captain mumbled as you sat next to him on the bed. "chopper and ussop. ugghhh." you groaned, "they're doing some stupid shit next door and making so much noise. there is no possible way i can sleep there. and im sure nobody else will let me crash with them tonight in their room." luffy would have probably leapt up and gone to join the other two fools had you not sprawled out next to him. you gave him a tired smile, "so, can i sleep with you?" 💗you hadn't even waited for an answer. mindlessly, you draped a hand over his torso and snuggled into his chest. he pulled you towards himself on instinct. this was normal. yeah. hugging a crewate. yeah. totally normal. atleast for him. then why was his heart beating so fast? mouth going dry? why was sweat clinging uncomfortably to his back although he knew the night air was frigid? 💗you shifted and your chest brushed against his. luffy swallowed wantonly as you shifted again. and then one more time. trying to find the most comfortable position, he guessed. mechanically, you pushed yourself further against him. and this motherfucker went as stiff as a washboard. "luffy?" you mumbled against his skin before tracing your eyes upward. from this position, your doe-eyes bore into his, "you don't mind right? it's just really cold, sorry." how could he mind? your soft body was against his. your fingers drummed faint melodies against his back and your hair smelled like some floral scented shampoo. every time you breathed out, the warm air caressed him and goosebumps painted his hands. he felt your peaked chest brush against his again and he almost swallowed his own tongue. "luffy?" you asked again, your voice saccharine. and he vaguely wondered how would the same voice sound if he tore open that flimsy top your were wearing and held your soft skin against his palm. or if he took the courage enough to dip his fingers below the waistband of your pajamas and felt you up. would you say his name like that? 💗 well, fuck. this was the captain had thought so much in his entire life. and they were thoughts about feeling up his crewmate's tits. and, as a result of such vigorous thinking, a problem had arose in his pants. he tried to think it away. tried thinking about sea-kings or hideous devil-fruit users. of alvida. or anyone else. he even tried to think of food so that his attention could be diverted. but even the most tastiest of sanji's pudding couldn't take away the throbbing in his cock. and the delicious feeling of your soft skin next to his. as a last resort, he prayed that you wouldn't shift more and feel his dick against you. he prayed you would take his silence as rejection and simply drift off to sleep. but ofcourse, this is a godless land. because you moved again. and when you felt his hard-on against your thigh, you looked up at him. lips caught between your teeth, blinking up at him almost innocently, you asked, "got a problem, captain?" before he could answer, you pressed forward, "i think i can fix it." on the other side of the ship nami burst into chopper and ussop's room. when she yelled, it probably could be heard over the entire ship, "LET US SLEEP, YOU MORONS. WE HAVE A LONG DAY TOMORROW. GO SLEEP OR I'LL FINE YOU BOTH A MILLION BERRIES PER MINUTE THAT YOU'RE UP." you're not sure if it was chopper or ussop crying in the distance. but oh well, you have a captain to please 🤭

zoro:

💚zoro's not even fucking sure how he ended up like this. he's sure it involved some higher-than-tolerable level of alcohol for both the parties involved. and he's sure it must have been your idea that he had drunkenly complied with. "let's sleep together" "okay" what was he thinking? because right now, you were sprawled against his chest. both of you were on his bed. his shirt was off, yours was barely on. a bit of drool peaked out from the corner of your lips. and he found himself quietly rubbing it away with the pad of his thumb, smiling softly to himself. ew?! was he still drunk?? as the realization set in, he pulled his hands back in wicked horror and looked around as if someone had seen him. it was still night, and in the middle of the night, the effects of the cheap booze must have wore off of him and he awoke to you as his bed. 💚"hey." he tried to shake you awake but you just groaned, sinking further into him. he hissed when you buried your face against his bare skin. he whisper-shouted, ignoring the goosebumps on both of your skins, "wake up. go back to your own room, woman." but you didn't shift an inch. instead, you stayed buried against him. he groaned but when his eyes fell back to your face, he couldn't help but fight off the impending blush that crawled up his face. your hair was a mess and your cheek was squished against his chest. you breathed softly and sometimes, your fingers twitched against his skin and you touched him fleetingly. and you were warm. too warm for his liking. he tried to look away but his hand carefully came up to your face. staying there not a moment too long, he dragged it downwards. over your shoulders and over your back. he stopped before he went too far and grabbed your ass, the curve so delicious in his eyes. but he stopped, pulling his hands back to lay on the linen sheets. he was a horny man, not an evil douche. 💚but you must have been hell-bent in proving flaws in his moral-code, because you shifted and your pelvis shifted over his. he bit back a grunt at the movement over the fabric. you were so cozy against him. the way you brushed up against him, the way your hair tickled him. would you like it if he pulled your hair? would you moan? god, what would you sound if you moaned out his name? he was a bad man. thinking all of those things. and he tried to focus on anything but the blood-rush to his dick, really, but the way you started moving against him, almost mechanically. god. that made all attempts to ignore his boner disappear. his hips moved upwards and he closed his eyes, giving into the friction of you against him. soft moans fell from his lips, hips still moving upwards to graze your clothed thighs. 💚"zoro?" you mumbled sleepily, rubbing your eye. you strained your neck up and he looked down at you, dazed. "you okay, zo?" when he found himself unable to talk and you found a harsh roll of hips under you, you connected the dots. a playful smile tugged on your lips, "need some help?" "no." the swordsman swallowed thickly. "fine." you shrugged, clamoring off him. your hips swayed as you made a futile attempt to find your discarded shorts somewhere in the room. you gave him a lingering look, "i should go back to my room. the crew will freak out if they find us like this." "no." he caught your wrist, tugging you towards him, "stay. i could use some help." 💚in the morning, sanji walked into the swordman's room to see if the moron could find you somewhere since you were nowhere to be found on the ship. what he found, instead, was you and the mosshead tangled in his sheets. when you and zoro had finally made it to the breakfast table, sanji may/may not have been crying. luffy, ussop and chopper were laughing in the background. nami decided it was a good enough reason to even high-five zoro. it was an awkward breakfast.

sanji:

💙sanji was probably in heaven. yes, that's the only explanation. sure, the ship was en route to alabasta but he was on his way to heaven. because there's no way you had come seeking him out in the middle of the night. you had said, "i can't sleep." "oh?" the cook had wordlessly stepped aside and you took on the opportunity to slip in. he shut the door behind you, "can i help you then, love? want me to cook something?" "i would have really not bothered you but i don't know who else to ask. nami and vivi are sleeping together and the bed's not big for the three of us." you rambled, "and zoro probably showered five months ago. and luffy, ussop and chopper are passed out in the common room. so... can i sleep with you?" it's a miracle he didn't pass out on hearing those words. it's an even bigger miracle that that was three hours ago and he had still not passed out. now, sanji lay next to you— as stiff as a corpse— while you snored. your body shifted and your hands reached out towards sanji. your palm ran up and down his torso as to check if he was there. and once you had gotten a confirmation, you scooted in his direction and sanji held his breath as if one wayward puff of air will wake you up. 💙vinsmoke sanji was trying. he was trying o maintain his composure, to not pull you into his chest. he was trying not to think about the way your chest will feel against his, the way his fingers will glide over your thighs, the way your hand will fit around his dic— and it was as if you could hear his wretched thoughts. because your hands moved over his torso. gliding up and down. you leaned into his touch, molding your body against his. you might have been having an interesting dream cause he saw your hips gently rocking, your thighs pressed harder and you eyes clenched shut. you buried your head into his chest and the smell of your shampoo seemed to turn him on more. he ignored his weeping dick, decided to pay it no mind. but all of that resolve crumbled when he heard you moan his name into the fabric across his chest. your nails dug into his shoulders and your nose buried as deeply as it could against his skin. 💙 he gently guided his fingers to your thighs. and you shook under his soft touches. his thumb softly brushed over your clothed pussy and bucked towards his hand. he could probably just feel you up and you'd let him— "—shit." sanji quickly brought his hand back, realizing that you were sleeping and out of it. even if your lips chanted his name, he couldn't do the things his mind was convincing him to do. because if he started, he wouldn't stop. 💙so, to get himself rid of such sinful thoughts, he decided to hide in the shower and pump at his hard cock till he was tired. till you crawled out of his head. till your voice stopped ringing in his ears, making his cock impossibly harder. he slowly pushed you away, trying to climb off the bed. but as soon as you felt his warmth disappear, you cracked open an eye, "sanji?" "uh" his face went red, eyes averting, "just going to the washroom. i'd be back." you sat up, "did i go too far?" sanji's mouth hung agape as you pulled him back into bed, "i thought you wanted me to moan your name like that—" "—wh-what?" "i had a dream." you innocently traced your index nail down his torso and brushed it over his sleeping shorts, "think you can help me?" you blinked up at him, "pretty please." 💙 the next morning, the cook of the crew made the worst breakfast possible. wasn't his fault. all he could think about was you and your breathless moans and your eyes as— "this tastes like shit." the swordman argued. "thEN MAKE IT YOURSELF, FREELOADER." "might as well if you're gonna cook so bad." "—i think it tastes fine." nami sighed, "if i knew you getting some would make you a terrible cook, i would have let (yn) sleep with me and vivi." and the entire ship choked on their (terrible) breakfast.

a/n: i tweaked the prompt a bit (as i was getting stuck with the original ask), but i hope this was good enough anon!! as always, thanks for reading and send in req that you might have <3 (tagging: @bokutosbiceps cause i know you love luffy) m.list

[shy-writer-999]

When they're drunk: Monster Trio, Ace + Law (sfw, fluff)

Summary: How do they act when they're drunk? What's their favorite drink? Do they get lovey-dovey? SFW fluff. CW: Curse words/profanity. "Princess" used in Sanji and Ace's parts. Mentions of kissing/making out, suggestive themes but nothing outright explicit (hence, sfw). A singular, mild nod to vomiting in Sanji's section.

Luffy: rowdy and hungry

He’s pretty predictable; he gets rowdy, eats a lot, and has horrible hangovers (one of the main reasons he abstains from drinking almost entirely).

Rarely drinks. One of the reasons in his mind for not over-indulging is that if he gets too drunk he won’t be able to remember all the meat he ate.

Literally no impulse control. So when he does drink, he racks up a HUGE tab (mostly bar food) and one of the crew has to pick up his bill because he forgets to close it out. You make sure to tip extra because it’s his tab.

Eats even more than usual because (obviously) eating good food while you’re drunk makes it taste even better. Chokes on his food more, too. It's kind of a pain in the ass.

Luffy is a MENACE about the food. He’ll gomu gomu his arm to the other side of the bar to swoop up some unsuspecting random’s food and he’ll shove it in his gullet in the blink of an eye. No evidence or crumbs. A monster.

He gets dehydrated because he doesn’t drink water when he’s drunk, and his salt intake is crazy, so he literally has to be reminded to do so. At some point you just start pushing a glass of water into his hands and rolling your eyes because you know he’s going to be the biggest complainer the next morning.

Luffy and Usopp egg each other on, it’s bad because sometimes they have drinking contests (or eating contests). They get scrappy sometimes and you have to tell them off because they cause a scene.

He won’t shut up about being king of the pirates. No one minds but, goddamn, how many times can one person say that in a night?

He’s endearingly sweet when he’s had too much to drink. He can’t stop staring at you when his face isn’t buried in a plate of food.

His eyes are glued to your face.

“Luffy, what? Why are you staring at me?”

“You just look so pretty.”

He even wants to hold your hand when you walk back to the ship at the end of the night. The whole crew thinks you make a cute couple, and they love how happy you make each other.

When you crawl into bed at the end of the night, he clings onto you like a sloth and then starts snoring in your ear. He wraps himself around you and conks out almost immediately.

Sure enough, the next morning he’s complaining so much it would be insufferable if you didn’t love him to pieces. He whines and you take care of him.

Luffy recovers from his monster hangover at a superhuman speed, which makes the whining not so bad—it’ll be less than an hour of complaining and whining and pouting, but when you’ve made him drink enough water and brought him enough food, he is as good as new in mere minutes. It’s uncanny.

Favorite drink?: Anything he can get his hands on, but he likes beer best (more volume). Will never do shots.

Zoro: over-indulges like clockwork

When he's drunk he generally does things he shouldn’t. Drinks too much and flirts too much. Eats way too much and runs his mouth too much, too.

He flirts with anyone he wants to, which is usually VERY out of character, but he doesn’t care at all when he’s drunk. He’ll flirt with you, with Sanji’s partner, with Sanji (?), the bartender, anyone and everyone he feels like.

It’s when he’s tipsy that the flirting starts. He’s deviously subtle about it at first. Zoro jokes and tease, but after coaxing so much laughter out of you one too many times, you start to wonder if he’s flirting with you (he is).

He gets a more blunt as the night goes on. The drunker he is the bolder he is. He manages to elicit more crimson, flushed faces in the bar than anyone on the crew, and this can be attributed to the fact that he’s strikingly handsome and he almost never says anything suggestive. But the liquor brings out his cheeky smiles. And it’s hard to look away from those muscles or flashing eyes.

Drinks wayyyy too much but has a super high tolerance, so he doesn’t usually act very drunk. He can drink the whole crew (and usually whole bar) under the table.

Always down for a drinking game and loves to bet on it because he knows he’ll win. He pouts when no one wants to participate because everyoje can only lose to him so many times before they start to refuse for good.

Generally just down for gambling in general, but when he’s drunk he goes balls to the wall with it. And he actually doesn’t lose very much. Almost makes enough to pay off his tab.

While he doesn’t act very drunk, if you know him well enough you can tell when he’s too far gone. His eyes linger, he smiles harder, his glass empties faster, and he turns his body towards yours more with each passing second. His knee or thigh rests against yours and you’re so intoxicated with his presence that it’s hard to pay attention to his words.

Zoro orders more than he knows he should, and more than he knows he can pay for. Somehow it always works out—one of the crew members bails him out (usually Nami, and when she does, she adds 300% interest, but Zoro is too drunk to care).

Surprisingly polite to waitstaff, maybe a little curt at times.

It’s no secret that he just loves a good glass of sake, beer, wine, anything and everything with alcohol. One of his favorite things is to just sit back, relax, and drink. It would concern you if you didn’t know how strict his discipline and self-control are.

He gets extra handsy when he’s drunk (and possessive). He never crosses lines with you, but since you started seeing each other in an intimate capacity, he can’t take his hands off of you, especially when he’s drunk. Doesn’t care if he’s in public, doesn’t care if people are watching. The rest of the crew is shocked when they first witness him getting a rough handful of your ass.

Zoro pulls out pet names, which you’d assume is out of character. Somehow the liquor makes him sweet. “C’mere gorgeous.”

But it also makes him spicier. “God, you’re so fucking hot.”

Loves sloppy make out sessions after he's had a few drinks. Also is prone to pulling you away somewhere and... well, you know. The man's a dog.

Zoro’s voice gets lower and huskier when he’s too far gone. It makes you feel some sort of way. And your bashfulness does not escape him.

But when he’s wayyyy drunk, he just falls asleep. Like he’ll pass out at the bar. He makes it back to the ship by himself usually, but you’ve had to shake the sleepy swordsman awake a couple of times.

“Zoro, get up. We’re going back to the ship.”

You have no idea how he can sleep in such a loud bar, and the bartender has been glaring at him for a good 20 minutes at this point.

“Wha-?” He raises his head and blinks sleep out of his eyes while he instinctively reaches for his (empty) pint. “Oh hey, pretty.” He mumbles and your heart does a flip for the 100th time that night.

Zoro gets MONSTER, BRUTAL hangovers. Next level. He doesn’t complain, per say, but he’ll walk around squinting, shielding his eyes from light, wincing, muttering curse words, and hissing in air through his teeth the whole time. Forces himself to train through the hangovers and gets grumpy about it.

Favorite drink: sake. Really nice sake.

Sanji: as doting as ever

Ohhh Sanji. He’s adorable when he’s drunk.

His whole face gets red and his hair gets a bit ruffled. He blushes more than usual and you can practically see his eyes turn into hearts when he looks at you.

Sanji drunk flirts wayyy more audaciously than Zoro, and when he’s drunk he actually spits mad game.

He’s incapable of doing so when he’s sober, but when he’s drunk he literally attracts a crowd of women. But his eyes are only for you.

If the bar has music and people are dancing, Sanji begs you to dance with him. He loves to twirl you around, feel your hand in his, and let loose. And he’s surprisingly good at it.

Orders bar food even though he’s continually unimpressed by it.

He somehow manages to weasel his way into the kitchen every time he sets foot in a bar. He wants to see what’s going on in there—when’s the last time they cleaned the stove? Are the knives sharp? What’s the mise en place setup? What’s their speciality? Why are they using cabernet sauvignon to cook, instead of a pinot noir that would obviously be the better choice? God forbid they use frozen french fries.

Inevitably, he ends up cooking something and either getting along with or fighting with the cooks.

Sometimes he even ends up behind the bar. He isn’t just a spectacular chef, he’s also good at making drinks. Obviously his are better than the bartender’s.

Smokes so many cigs when he’s drunk (because nothing trumps a drunk cigarette) >_>

When he isn’t fucking around in the kitchen or slinging cocktails, Sanji waits on you hand and foot. He gets you literally anything you desire when you’re at the bar, and when you’re back home he asks you (and everyone else) what food you’d like.

“Princess, would you like another cocktail?” and “Have you been drinking enough water, sweetheart?”

If a creepy guy at the bar so much as looks at you, let alone puts an unwanted hand on your arm or small of your back, Sanji flips his shit. “Hey asshole, watch it. Do that again and I’ll kick your ass.”

This goes without saying, but Sanji loves to cook when he’s drunk and somehow his food is even better than usual—and that isn’t because you’re drunk, too. It’s just that good.

“What would you like me to make you, my love?”

If you don’t know what particular dish you’re in the mood for, he makes you a feast comprised of your favorite foods.

Even if you request something elaborate, he has no problems with it. Cooking is his love language, and he puts extra love into your food.

“God, you’re so beautiful. I can’t take my eyes off of you.” He praises you beyond belief, even when he’s at the stovetop. “You’re perfect, my angel.”

Sanji smothers you in kisses and wants to entwine his fingers with yours. He’s a huge hand holder and cuddler.

If you get way too drunk, he carries you to bed, helps you into some comfy clothes and makes sure you’re sleeping on your side. He’ll pet your hair and watch over you carefully. He’d never let you get to the point of throwing up, but just in case you do, he brings you the necessary supplies.

He sets out everything he thinks you could possibly want in case you wake up before him, and when he is awake, he brings you whatever you ask for. He’s attentive, never overbearing, thoughtful, and darling.

“You somehow get more beautiful every day,” he tells you first thing in the morning when you feel like shit from your hangover and (objectively) look a damn mess. “So perfect, like always.”

Favorite drink(s): bougie and carefully curated glass of pinot gris. Even better if it comes with complementary accoutrements. Also enjoys a negroni.

Ace: charming and protective

When Ace is drunk, he’s smooth, flirty, charming, polite, and a bit forward. But he gets just as rowdy as Luffy. God forbid they’re at the same bar.

He loves it when a bar has pool. He’s crazy good at it and begs everyone to play.

When the situation calls for it, he either breaks up bar fights or runs his mouth so much that he starts them. He’s sassy in general but also talks big game (that he can back up). Especially if someone starts slandering or talking out of their ass about someone he knows.

Somehow manages to gain control over the music every bar he walks into. And he has good playlists too. He hates it if the vibe is off so he takes it upon himself to remedy or prevent that.

Also a big fan of drinking games.

Weirdly excited if there is any opportunity to grill meat. Thinks it’s fun to fuck around with his powers and show off (but it doesn’t get too cringey or anything).

Won’t smoke any drunk cigs (like Sanji) but will accompany people outside and give them a light if they need one (he’s just so thoughtful!!!)

He’s wildly protective over you.

Makes you flustered nonstop and pays for everything. Making you flustered is like a sport to him.

And while he’s obsessed with you, he doesn’t cling to you at the bar or demand your attention every second. He wants you to have fun with your friends, but he also wants you to be safe, so he keeps a watchful eye.

Sings random bar pirate songs with his friends and crew and gets super goofy.

Raucous laughter. Spit-take level

When his cheeks are ruddy and his eyes are glazed over he looks painfully good. The flush makes his freckles pop and when he scrunches his nose up to laugh they’re emphasized even more. He looks ridiculously good. Like, squeeze your thighs together good.

Ace TEARS UP bar food when he’s drunk. He’s a beast for it. Can put away plates of fries, wings, pizza, pretzels, you name it. The man is a machine.

Loves to put a hand on your thigh when you’re sitting next to him. He does this sober but when he’s drunk it’s feels so much more intense.

Pulls out the sweetest pet names.

“How’s it going, sugar?”

“You drinking enough water, pumpkin?”

Among others: buttercup, darling, angel, princess, doll, etc.

His polite tendencies are multiplied by 1000 any time he gets a drop of alcohol in him.

Gets into sports (or strength) debates at bars.

Has a penchant for accidentally leaving stuff at bars, e.g. wallet. Gets embarrassed about it afterwards.

Ace’s body gets HOT when he’s drunk—his ability (or attention) to control his temperature slips a bit and he can sometimes forget to regulate himself (regarding his devil fruit). And while he’s physically hot, he doesn’t get sweaty or anything. And it’s nice to hold his hand when it’s warm, too. Super comforting.

He’s all hands (and lips) when he’s drunk, and when you let him/when neither of you are too wasted, but if you’re really drunk and try to initiate anything with him, he IMMEDIATELY puts a stop to it. He’s a gentleman (not implying that anyone mentioned here would do the opposite of this, just stressing it for Ace because I think he’d put a lot of intention and thought into this, along with Sanji).

He makes sure you don’t drink too much (and tries to do the same) because he hates seeing you miserable with a hangover. But if you do over-indulge, he’s there to bring you anything you need—ibuprophen, water, Pedialyte, more blankets, different clothes, food, literally anything you could think of.

When you’re out of bed the morning after, he literally chews people out for speaking too loudly around you when he knows you have a headache. He's attentive and gets grumpy (not towards you, of course) whenever you're feeling bad.

Favorite drink: whiskey or rum and coke. Beer guy, too, so might indulge in the occasional IPA and pretend like it tastes good.

Law: awkward, silly, and endearing

Frequently refuses to drink because he hates having his senses dulled in the slightest. But on rare occasions when he does drink, the whole crew has a blast.

His standoffish and cold disposition melts away when he has a few drinks in him.

The first time you witness his coldness melting away, you’re sitting around a table with the crew at a pub. He’s a couple drinks in, mean mugging like usual, deadpan and unamused. But someone says something ridiculously funny and he breaks into roaring laughter. You weren’t expecting that but everyone else is grinning because they love to see their captain happy.

When Law gets past a certain point he lets loose. It’s fun to see him mess around with the crew. He’ll laugh so hard he doubles over.

He's so sweet and tender inside. And that makes more of a prominent impression when he lets his guard down just a tad.

When he’s drunk he thinks Bepo is even cuter and goes a little overboard about it to the point where Bepo side eyes him >_> he thinks it’s weird to have his captain hang all over him sometimes. But Bepo is just so fluffy and cute!

When Law is intoxicated and you’re around, his face is covered in big, goofy, sweet smiles. Flashing eyes and lingering touches. He gets rosy cheeks and his hair gets messed up. Makes him look even better.

But he also has the tendency to make blisteringly intense eye contact. So strong and scathing that it makes you squirm in awkwardness if you aren’t used to it. He can’t help it though, he’s locked-in on how beautiful you are.

Surprisingly a fan of drinking games (no gambling though), but what he likes best is if a bar has old arcade games (air hockey and pool will suffice, if not). He could play them for hours and gets super excited about them. He knows all the facts and history behind each arcade game and will rant about it to anyone in earshot.

His ears perk up if he hears some nerdy shit. Did someone mention a comic he read when he was five? A commemorative coin that he has been on the hunt for? He’ll get to the bottom of it.

If he hears a bad take on his interests^^ he’ll sit down for a heated debate and he always wins.

Surprisingly cute when he’s wasted because he slurs the “-ya”

Watches the crew's water intake like a hawk. Reminds everyone to drink water and makes sure everyone has a glass of it at all times.

Will make sure the crew has enough bar food to eat, family-style.

Picks up the crew's huge tab without being fussy about it. Might pretend to be grumpy about it. But he does it lovingly because he cherishes his crew so much and it's a nice way to showcase that without having to say it out loud.

If you’re one on one, Law can be persuaded to talk about deep and personal things, or rather, he’s more comfortable speaking about them when he has some liquid courage in his veins.

The first time he got too drunk and you took care of him was before you started seeing each other. You practically had to carry him back to the Polar Tang. He almost left his hat at the bar, too.

Law was being uncharacteristically sweet to you all night. When you got back to his cabin, you helped him get into bed and brought him water. He (drunkenly) thanked you profusely and called you beautiful (you didn’t expect that).

The next morning he blushed bright red and was painfully awkward when he said thank you. He had a massive hangover and tried to hide it but you could tell every time he winced.

After that, Law figured out he could just use his devil fruit powers to remove the last traces of alcohol from his (or someone else's) systems, so it's safe to say that the Polar Tang doesn't experience hangovers much.

Favorite drink: Espresso martini.

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[zorosangell]

⛥ﾟ・。 piña colada

synopsis: some women just can't take a hint... good thing Zoro's only got eyes for one girl.

cw: nsfw (oral: female receiving), this woman is really shameless, surprisingly tender Zoro, you two are so in love, kinda magical ngl, etc.

"Hey, there," a woman—who was in the tiniest bikini known to man—hummed, tone low as she approached the lounge chair. "I don't think I've seen you on this island before."

'For fuck's sake...'

Annoyed, Zoro let a heavy sigh out from his nose, not even bothering to glance in the girl's direction as his sunglasses shaded his harsh side eye.

You'd think after seeing eight other women walk dejectedly away from his umbrella, the others would catch the hint?

"Not interested," he stated, curtly, hands firmly tucked behind his head as he looked out to sea.

The woman chuckled, softly, completely ignoring his comment and taking a seat in the sand.

She sat criss-crossed, dropping her hands in her lap and using her arms to slightly push her tits together, attempting to endearingly lean closer to your swordsman.

"Don't be so hasty," she sweetly smiled, taking his rudeness in stride. "Haven't even given me the chance to speak."

"Well, that's 'cause I really don't give a shit what you say otherwise," he sighed, shutting his eyes.

"I can name ten other men off the top of my head that would beg to differ," she countered, slyly.

"I'm not other men."

"You certainly aren't..."

'Walked right into that one.'

His brows flattened, and for a moment he wondered if this was a real person talking, slightly glancing around to see if he could find a camera crew of some sort.

Yet, to his surprise, there was none.

"I have a girlfriend," he dealt the finishing blow, delivering the final line that scared away all the other women from before.

He could finally get some peace and quiet.

"I don't see her here," the woman shrugged, simply, as if what he just said made no difference to her.

Zoro threw his head back with an irritated groan, wanting nothing more than to drop kick the woman away and go back to napping.

This was all Luffy and Usopp's fault.

The crew had been docked on a tropical summer island for a few days, and for all of them, you and Zoro had gone down to the beach together and lounged in the sun—tanning, napping, eating, and drinking in rotation.

But on that particular day, the boys had whisked you away to go explore some cove they found on the beach's edge, leaving your swordsman to fend off the wolves by himself.

And at first, it wasn't that bad.

The girls that approached were polite and had pure intentions, and actually respected his wishes when he said he was uninterested.

But numbers four through eight?

Hell, the woman sitting next to him?

Less so.

"Are you deaf or somethin'?" he asked, brows furrowed as he sat up, not appreciating her comment at all. "I already told you, I'm not interested. So get lost."

"Oh, c'mon," she rolled her eyes with a laugh. "There's no way you actually have a girlfriend. No girl in her right mind would leave her man alone on a beach like this, especially if he was as handsome as you."

"Maybe that's why she's my girlfriend and you're not," he scoffed, sarcastically.

Her brow twitched, the remark clearly striking a nerve as her posture suddenly straightened, her sickeningly sweet tone turning sour in a second.

"Well then, maybe your girlfriend can step up and we can see who's really the shit," she spat, standing from her spot in the sand. "Since she's so fuckin' great, let's see how she fares in a fight."

A smirk rose to the woman's lips, her hand coming to rest cockily on her hip.

"I might not look it, but I'm this island's martial arts champion... And I've yet to lose a fight. So let's see how she does with her face in the sand."

Zoro paused a moment, almost disbelieving, lifting up his sunglasses and taking a breath to see if the woman was serious.

She was.

Deadly serious, actually.

'HA!'

The man threw his head back in a burst of uproarious laughter, the sound causing the woman to jolt with surprise, and slight fear.

She'd never seen his expressions range anything past annoyance, so seeing him so amused seemed almost uncanny, especially since he was nearly howling with hilarity.

But he couldn't help himself.

You, the woman with a bounty over one billion?

You, the woman with the devil fruit of the personified spirit of death?

You, the woman who has fought literal monsters with her bare hands?

Lose to a random martial arts lady on a peaceful summer island?

It was almost too much.

The woman's brows furrowed, face warming at the mockery.

"The hell's so funny?!" she huffed with a childish pout.

Attempting to regain his composure, he wiped a tear from his eye, slightly clutching his stomach as his laughs died down.

"She'd fuckin' kill you," he chuckled, shoulders bobbing. "Like actually."

Furious, the woman broke into a long-winded tirade about why she would win... or how badly you would lose... or something along those lines.

If he was being honest, he zoned out the moment she started talking, something more interesting seeming to catch his eye.

You.

Like a dog with a bone, he watched, mesmerized, as you made your way over, hips looking ripe and tender for the grabbing.

'Goddamn...'

After days in the sun, you'd developed a delectably smooth tan, the sunscreen you had him apply earlier giving your skin an alluring shine.

Eyes scanning over your body, he took in the light (f/c) of your bikini, which had a few complimentary, (o/c) flowers decorating its corners, along with the waist beads resting lazily over your stomach, not to mention the gold anklets and bracelets that littered your ankles and wrists.

You looked good enough to eat—a thought he didn't mind indulging in later.

"Hey! Are you listening to me?" the woman continued pestering him, her hand coming up to rest on his bicep.

Huge mistake.

Faster than she could even see, Zoro grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand off and staring her down with a deadly glare, his patience long since run thin.

The woman froze, fear slowly creeping into her chest at the sharpness of his eyes.

He looked like he had half the mind to slit her throat right there.

"I'm only gonna tell you this one last time..." he warned, tone leaving no room for argument. "Get. Lost."

Roughly, he let go of her, and she quickly scrambled to her feet, scurrying back over to the safety of her friend's towel just as you arrived.

"Hey, Zo'!" you chirped, taking a seat on your swordsman's lap as you took a sip of your cocktail, which was in a cut-off coconut.

"Hey, pretty," he greeted with a smirk, placing a kiss on your neck. "Whatchu got there?"

"Some kinda coconut-rum drink," you answered, plucking the pineapple off the rim and taking a bite out of it. "The guy at the bar called it a Piña Colada."

Zoro nodded, "S'it any good?"

"Might be a bit too sweet for you," you shrugged, holding it out to him. "But try it."

Leaning forward, he sipped a bit from the straw, his nose scrunching slightly.

It was incredibly sweet.

"Yeah, I figured as much," you giggled, amused by his expression as you took it back. "By the way, who was that girl that went running away from here? She looked scared."

Slightly, you leaned over to glance at her, who was sitting not too far away, and raised a brow as she quickly turned around, terrified by your gaze. 

'The hell?'

"Was she in trouble or somethin'?"

Zoro chuckled, knowingly, his hand sliding up your side to give your hip a lackadaisical squeeze. 

"Nah," he shook his head, finally leaning back and allowing himself to relax in the chair. "Just needed help takin' a hint."

"So... I miss anything while you were on your trip with Luffy?" Zoro asked with a smile, slowly gliding his oar through the sparkling ocean.

You lit up with excitement, suddenly reminded of the events of the day.

"I wish I dragged you along! You woulda loved it," you sighed, leaning back in your spot in the canoe. "Turns out this island isn't as peaceful as we thought. When we went to the edge of the beach, we found tons of monster-sized crabs and lobsters, all of them strong as hell."

You smirked, holding up your fist.

"Me an' Luffy made a game over who could beat the most, while Usopp kept count. And we ended up in a draw."

'Damn.'

That blew his day fighting off women right out the water.

He should've gone with you.

"What about you? Anything interesting happen while I was away?" you asked.

"Eh," he shrugged, moving his oar to the other side. "Nothin' worth mentioning. My day was honestly pretty boring."

But he was hoping to change that.

While you were gone, he found Nami and Robin on the beach, and managed to weave through theirs sea of admirers in order to ask some advice.

Things had been going really great between the two of you, and since you were always so good with surprising him with gifts and gestures, he wanted to try his hand at it.

Of course, he had no idea where to begin.

And while Nami was little to no help, spending most of the time talking his ear off about how brutish and hopeless he was, Robin recommended taking you out to the nearby cove for a romantic night.

So, after scrounging up his island allowance and buying some booze and a canoe, he swept you away, all of the day's tribulations fading to the back of his mind as he watched you sit down in his lap.

"Y'know, this is really sweet of you, Zoro," you smiled, your fingers carefully tracing the scar across his chest. "Makin' me feel all special..."

He nodded, eyes raking over your face with an almost analytical look.

God, you were so fuckin' pretty.

It was almost baffling.

If he wasn't in this canoe—

"Figured you deserved something nice," he cleared his throat, warding off the less than decent thoughts creeping into his head.

He couldn't keep the romance up if he was too busy thinking about jumping your bones.

But little did he know... you were thinking the same thing.

Shifting your position, you rested your knees on either side of him, smoothly moving to bury your face in his neck, placing firm, meaningful kisses on his flesh. 

Instinctively, the man leaned into your touch, one of his hands coming up to steady you at the small of your back, while the other continued to paddle.

Gliding your manicured hands up his body, you rested them on his strong shoulders, using them for purchase as you continued to nip at him.

His chest rumbled with a deep hum at the feeling, relishing in the way your lips felt against his pulse point, sucking a hickey onto his skin.

Yet, just as it was getting good, you pulled away with a soft pop, moving to obscure his view of the water.

"I'm blockin' you. You can't see. What're we gonna do?" you grinned, cheekily, continuing to move in front of him as he tried to peer around you. "Oh, my Gods, we're gonna crash."

He looked up at you with a small smirk and a raised brow, amused, as you continued your antics.

"Oh, no. What's gonna happen?"

Suddenly, his hand roughly pulled you into his side, a soft squeal leaving your lips as he chuckled, allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck and continue your kissing assault while his two hands returned to the oar.

Nuzzling into the crook of his neck, you peppered lazy kisses on his skin, your hand coming up to card through the hairs at the base of his neck.

Tenderly, Zoro placed a few kisses of his own on your shoulder, his eye perking at the sight of your destination.

Robin had given him impossibly thorough instructions on how to get there, which is the only reason why you two hadn't miraculously made it to the next island.

"Hey..." he lightly nudged you as the boat approached the shore. "We're here."

Lifting your head, you carefully flew out his lap, touching down on the dry sand as he hopped into the shallow water, walking around to the back and pushing the canoe onto the shore.

"Oh, wow," you gasped, in awe at the beauty laid before you. "This is beautiful! Look at the view"

The moon hovered over the water, making the waves crystallize like diamonds below, just as the stars in the ink-black sky.

The sea breeze wafted your hair and cooled the sweat on your body from the heat of the day.

It felt good to get away from people, the serenity too nice to put off.

Suddenly, Zoro scooped you up, you in one arm and the case of booze in the other as he began walking toward the cove.

"It gets better," he smirked, leading you over to where the tall rocks flattened out and arched upward, turning themselves into a natural cabana.

Placing you down, he quickly gathered some sticks from nearby, before bringing them back and starting a fire.

And as he did so, you couldn't help but marvel at his body, thick, corded muscle flexing and extending under his skin at each minute movement, looking delicious enough to bite.

And that wasn't the blood-sucker in you talking.

You sighed in contentment as you tipped your head up towards the sky, admiring the stars twinkling above

Finishing up, Zoro plopped down beside you and threw an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side with a proud smile.

"Nice, right?" he chuckled.

You lazily nodded, wanting to stay there forever—among the water, stars, and him.

You peered up at him through your lashes, hesitant to speak in fear of ruining the moment.

Slowly, he wrapped his arms around you, engulfing you in them. And you let yourself be pulled into him, sighing when your head met the crook of his shoulder.

You embraced him back, crushing your breasts against his hard chest. 

There, you two stayed, holding each other, linked together like magnets.

"You smell nice," he murmured into your skin, taking a deep inhale of you. "Like coconut."

You smiled, shyly, warmth rising to your cheeks at the compliment.

And after a few silent seconds, he pulled away from you, his eyes dark as the night sky.

"I'm gonna kiss you," he stated, curtly, his gaze alight with enamor.

You didn't get to say a reply, too preoccupied with the lips pressing against yours.

The kiss was hungry, your lips moving against each other's like you both were starving for one another.

And you were.

You could tell Zoro wanted the same thing you did when his hands moved below your waist to squeeze your ass, the feeling making you moan into his mouth.

He replied with his own grunt and pulled away, his eyes glazed over with lust.

"I wanna see you," he stated, his voice a deep rumble.

There was a molten tenderness in his gaze that had you shivering in pleasure and anticipation, wondering what else he had in store for you.

So you stripped.

Catching the hint, your hands glided up your back, pulling the string of your bikini top and letting your breasts fall out of the cups, along with the strings to your bottoms.

Zoro's eyes raked over the sight of you as if you were a piece of art he was admiring in a museum.

"Shit," he softly hissed to himself, amazed at the sight of your brown, hardened nipples.

You softly whimpered at his calloused hands caressing your sensitive breasts, causing him to move on to other matters.

He leaned in and latched his lips onto one of your nipples, where he began to suckle on.

You threw your head back to stare at the endless sky, your mouth open in an O as pleasured moans fell from your lips.

You couldn't help yourself, especially when Zoro began to suckle and flick his tongue along the sensitive bud of your nipple, his hand kneading your other breast in the process.

Then he switched, giving your other breast the same treatment.

Your hands found his hair, your fingers aimlessly wandering through the green strands.

You were ruining its somewhat even style, but he didn't seem to care.

He was more concerned with nibbling along your nipple, making you sharply inhale before your voice choked on a broken moan.

You couldn't take it.

All of this was going straight to your core, which was now throbbing and begging for attention between your thighs. 

"Please, Zo'..." you whined, gripping his hair. "I need you to touch me."

With a cocky smile, the man nodded, slowly leaning forward to lay you down in the sand.

Your eyes flitted up to the torch lit beach across the water, realizing any eagle-eyed person could come out and see you naked.

"Wait... what if someone sees us?" you asked, uncharacteristically timid.

A devious smirk rose to his lips, and he pressed a reassuring kiss on your lips.

"Let 'em... They'll be in for a show."

Gently, he pried your thighs open, revealing your sobbing, wet core.

You watched his face change from playful to downright feral as he stared at your cunt.

You flushed at his expression.

'Gods, give me strength...'

"Zoro, I'm serious—"

He shushed you, leaning forward to press wet kisses along your inner thighs.

"No more talkin', pretty," he growled against them. "All I wanna hear is my name on your lips."

He continued to pepper you thighs in kisses while his hands pinned your legs apart, his hold on you firm.

He didn't want you hiding from him.

And it felt good.

You didn't stop him when he dove right into your pussy, first peppering your lips and clit in open-mouthed kisses as if he was making out with them.

It had been so long since the two of you'd gotten intimate like this, you nearly forgot the way the man worked his mouth.

Especially when he started to flick his tongue against your clit.

His tongue swirled around it and flicked it gently based on your responses.

And shit, you were responding well.

Your body couldn't help but react pleasantly to the sensations—your toes curling; your back arching; your eyes fluttering shut; your mouth falling open into an O as moans and gasps fell from your lips.

Zoro was not only good with his tongue, but good with his hands.

He reached up and played with your titties, tweaking and pinching your nipples according to your verbal cues.

"H-Harder, please!" you begged, to which he pinched the hard, brown peaks a little harder, the burst of pain making you gush all over his lips.

"Fuck, Zo'," you moaned. "That feels so good..."

Zoro hummed approvingly into your cunt, the vibrations making your clit quiver pleasurably.

"Keep feelin' good for me, pretty," he said between the wet flicks of his tongue on your rosebud. "Lean back and wrap your thighs around my head f'me."

Before you could even say anything, he was already tugging you closer by your ankle, earning a squeal from you.

He stood on his knees for a moment, taking you in.

His lust-blown eyes trailed up and down your naked form, drinking in every part of you.

Then he inhaled deeply, as if struggling to process the sight in front of him.

"Christ, you're so fuckin' gorgeous," he huskily said.

You had no idea what to say to that.

All you could do was shyly smile up at him as he stared down at you, both of you enchanted with each other.

Then he was ducking back down and throwing your thighs across his shoulders with ease, wrapping your legs around his head.

This gave him better access to your pussy so he could easily tongue-fuck you.

As soon as you felt the wet muscle entering your wet folds and his nose brush against your clit you were in heaven.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head and your hands found his hair, gripping the blonde strands as your hips began to grind shamelessly into his face.

"Mmm-hmmm," he hummed approvingly, keeping up the pace.

He didn't pause or slow down.

He continued to work your pussy just how you wanted, making you see stars behind your eyelids and cry to the moon above.

It didn't take long for that feeling of release to dawn on you.

You couldn't help it.

His tongue just felt too good.

Plus, the atmosphere and the whole idea of getting caught in such a risque position turned you on more than you'd like to admit.

Zoro must've realized you were close because his jaw started to move fast, accompanying his tongue-fucking with porn-worthy grunts of his own that nearly threw you over the edge.

"Fuck, Zoro!" you whined. "M'gonna come!"

Eagerly, he hummed into your pussy, pulling his tongue out of your hole and proceeding to suck on your clit while his finger began to stroke the outside of your slit, barely touching your insides.

But it was enough to push you further and further down that road to releasing all over him.

His darkened eyes flicked up to yours, staring you down between your thighs.

"Come for me," he demanded. "Come for me, baby. Don't fuckin' hold back."

He grinned up at you, his eyes glistening in the moonlight.

He attached his mouth to your pussy again, and ran it until you couldn't help but fall over the edge.

"Come for me," he groaned into your cunt, becoming gradually louder as your moans reached higher pitches. "Come for me. Come for me. Come for me."

And you finally did.

That tight knot in your core finally snapped and a wave of euphoria washed over you as you came all over Zoro's face and eager lips with a loud moan.

You saw the entire galaxy and beyond as your pussy gushed, your body shivering and shuddering.

Your back arched and your hips widened into Zoro's face, trying to keep as much of the feeling going as possible.

When it finally faded, you were left feeling tired, spent, and oh-so good.

Zoro lazily cleaned you up, taking care to not overstimulate you as he ran his tongue over your sensitive, twitching core.

Then he lifted his head up away from your thighs, giving you a peak of his chin and mouth shining in your juices.

With the moon in his glazed eyes, he hummed to himself.

"You taste better than the rum."