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[littlesniggy]

Rayleigh x fem! Reader Part Two

Anon: Ciao Sniggy, I'm back with another request hehe

It's for our Dark King, Silvers Rayleigh...(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ and virgin!female reader. They are both members of Rogers crew and maybe you could imply age gap? If you want you can make it kinky! The reader is still 25+!! They were kinda dating, but still nothing official but a lot of flirting for a few weeks now and it is readers first time. If you don't want that, it's totally fine! Maybe you could write their first time together instead?

Thanks a lot!!

Here is part two of it!

Warning: 18+, nsfw, virgin reader

Pairning: Rayleigh x female reader

Word count: 3.3k

“You have no idea for how long I’ve been wanting to do this.”

He murmured, his lips already longing for yours again. They pressed against your lips, this time a little harsher and more demanding. You reciprocated the deep kiss, moving your lips against his in a clumsy way but he didn’t care. He pulled you on top of his lap, his strong arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you against his body.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your crotch against his. To your surprise there was a bulge in his pants pressing against you. A surprised pant left your lips and he used it to sneak his tongue inside your mouth, exploring your wet cave with expert movements. His hands moved your back up and down before cupping your ass, squeezing the flesh with his hands.

A soft moan escaped your lips when his hand found its way underneath your shirt, the excited chill from before now being even more intense. You felt like your whole body was being drawn to him; wanted to feel as much of him as possible, as close as possible.

Your hands started exploring his shoulders; your nails lightly scratched over his shirt, moving up to his neck and fondling with the soft hair.

Rayleigh moved his mouth from your lips down your chin, slightly nibbling on your soft skin before tracing down your neck, finding the spot that made your whole body turn into pudding and your pussy long for his dick. His lips slightly sucked on your skin, teeth lightly biting down, his hot breath almost too much for the current state you were in. You’ve never felt so turned on by anyone just by paying attention to your neck. But who were you to say? You’ve never been in such a position before, let alone had sex so this was all so new to you.

His hand expertly unclasped your bra underneath your shirt, your breasts feeling comfortably free but the now loose piece of fabric was somewhat annoying. But you needn’t say anything – Rayleigh’s hands were already pulling up your shirt, taking it off for you and letting it fall to the floor, never to be thought of again.

You let the straps of your bra fall down your arms, throwing the intimate piece of underwear to the side. Rayleigh put his hands on your shoulders, pushing you away a little bit in order to be able to appreciate the view in front of him. Now, with his eyes so shamelessly on you, you felt vulnerable to say the least. Instinctively, you tried to pull up your arms in front of your chest to cover yourself but the older male prevented you by taking your wrists into his hands.

“Don’t cover yourself. You look beautiful…” he praised you, his eyes wandering up from your breasts back to your face, seeing your slightly uncomfortable expression. “Everything alright? Did I go too far?” he wanted to know, voice sounding worried and he let go of your wrists. Feeling caught, you averted your gaze to the side, your face feeling incredibly hot.

“N-no it’s not that….” You mumbled, crossing your arms in front of your chest after all. Rayleigh leaned back, his hands not touching you anymore and the lack of his touch made you feel cold; you wanted to feel him again!

“What is it?” he insisted, his eyes looking at you concerned and you didn’t like it. You wanted him to look at you with hungry eyes again, like he wanted to devour you whole and never let you go, to explore every inch of your body with his big hands.

“It’s just that….I’m nervous, y’know?” you admitted, avoiding to look at him. First, he looked at you a little confused but then it dawned on him, a guilty look appearing on his features. “You’ve never had sex before?” it was more of a statement rather than a question but you nodded anyway in affirmation. You heard him sigh and felt him shift underneath you, seemingly uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so straight forward.” He apologized but you lifted your hands and shook your head, not wanting him to get the wrong idea.

“No, it was totally fine! I….I liked it!” you said, face feeling hot as if you had a sunburn. But Rayleigh didn’t seem convinced.

“Look, Y/n, I’m not the best person to have your first time with.” He said and it felt like he was stabbing you right in your heart.

“I said I liked it! You don’t have to worry!” you exclaimed, originally not intending to be this loud. Rayleigh sighed again, the guilt of seducing you like this somehow weighing heavy on his shoulders. He didn’t know why but it felt wrong for him to take your virginity, even if he (and his dick) would love to feel you around him.

“Maybe, we should stop here.” He suggested slowly but you were having none of it. The embarrassment had turned into eagerness. For God’s sake, you were sitting half-naked on his lap, telling him you were okay with it and he, even though you still felt this huge bulge in his pants, wanted to stop here? Not on your watch!

Your put your hands on his bare chest, feeling the muscles underneath your palms. They slowly wandered down, opening the purple coat he was wearing to expose more of his ripped body. “Y/n….” he tried, not sounding too convinced himself anymore. He couldn’t deny the effect your touch had on him; the sight of your naked breasts, right in front of his eyes prevented him to let his thoughts wander somewhere else.

Rayleigh watched with mixed feelings how your shaky hands opened his pants clumsily, your breath coming out in short pants.

Usually, he had no problem if his partner were inexperienced or had no experience whatsoever but for some reason you were different. In most cases, he didn’t know the people he usually slept with and had no contact with them after he did. That didn’t mean he would only seek his pleasure – he wasn’t a selfish lover. But the difference between them and you was that he cared about you and he didn’t want to feel like he was only using you for sex.

“Shit!” he hissed, being caught completely off guard when you suddenly put your mouth around his dick, a choking sound escaping your body when you took him in way too far. Apparently, he was so caught up in his inner conflict that he didn’t notice how you pulled out his dick, went down on your knees in front of the bed and just went to town on him. “What the?” he panted, his dick twitching in response to your hot mouth, wanting to feel more. Rayleigh’s eyes widened at the sight of your face, a mixture of surprise, disgust and arousal all plastered over your face. Well, he could’ve told you as much. Sucking dick wasn’t something that came naturally – at least not for most….

“Don’t you like it?” you asked innocently, one hand covering the base of his dick. Shit, he’s had dirty thoughts about you but the reality topped everything! You were so fucking clueless that it was almost unbearable and he never thought that he’d love it so much. “I- don’t just do this!” he sounded flustered, not knowing how to react.

“How would you like me to do it then?” Were you for real? Were you really asking him what’s the best way to suck him off? He out his hand to your cheek, cupping it with his big palm. There was a slight sheen of saliva coating your lips when your tongue licked over them, so close and yet so far from his dick.

“You’re really set on doing this, aren’t you?” he panted slightly, leaning down a little to be closer to your face. You nodded, looking up at him with innocent eyes, feeling his dick hard in your hand. To be honest, you had never imagined it feeling like this; the skin was so smooth but it was almost rock hard. He had a prominent vein running up his entire length on the underside of his dick and when you had wrapped your mouth around him you could briefly feel in against your bottom lip.

“Man, I want to resist you but you make it impossible….” He whispered. His last doubts were uncaringly thrown out the window when your hand squeezed the base of his dick – if consciously or unconsciously – making him groan in response. “You asked for it…” he growled; your thighs rubbed against each other desperately, expecting him to show you how he liked it.

To your surprise, he gently pulled you up on the bed, making you lay down on your back. “I’ll show you another time. Today, I will show you how good sex can feel….” He promised with a throaty voice, his body towering above you, his dick brushing against your clothed thigh every now and then, leaving a glistering trail of pre-cum. “Just let me lead the way….”

He leaned down, his lips capturing yours yet again in a gentle kiss, taking your breath away. His hand found its way at your breast, fondling it gently but expertly with his palm, his thumb circling over your perky nipple, eliciting a weird but somewhat arousing feeling between your legs. You pant was swallowed by his mouth.

You let your hands roam his chest aimlessly, feeling so inexperienced compared to the man above you; every touch he did was based on a lot of experience and not movement he did was being wasted or unnecessary. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing your still clothed core against his bare dick, an impatient groan was his answer.

His mouth became more eager, moving down your neck again but this time his hand moved along, down to the waistband of your pants but not opening the annoying piece of cloth just yet. Instead, Rayleigh’s hand moved further down and unexpectedly cupped your clothed pussy with a hard grip, pressing down on it and making you moan at the feeling. His hand started to rub against the fabric, the warmth of his hand radiating through your pants, your juice soaking your underwear completely. You bucked your hips to his movements, nails scratching over his skin in pleasure.

Rayleigh’s mouth moved further down, paying attention to the nipple he neglected earlier, sucking on the sensitive part of your body. You couldn’t sort all those new feelings at once but the main thing you felt was pleasure and you’ve never felt like this before, it almost scared you. Or so you thought; because when he decided to open your pants after all, he let his hand glide inside and cup your pussy again, this time feeling how wet he’s made you so far.

“Rayleigh!” you squeaked, electric jolts rushing through your body. His body rumbled when he was chuckling, enjoying how you reacted to his handling. But what he enjoyed even more was how wet you were under his touch and how much wetter you seemed to get with every passing second he rubbed his hand over your entire pussy, smearing your juice everywhere.

His middle finger tested your wet entrance while his palm pressed against your clit, pressing down and circling it. You had no time to think about what he was doing, too absorbed with the intense feeling he was giving you, when his finger pressed past your folds, feeling your tight and hot walls almost sucking his finger in.

His dick jerked a little at this feeling, his thoughts involuntarily imagining his member already being inside of you. For a moment, he contemplated on giving his tongue a go at your entrance as well but he threw this idea away when he imagined you cumming around his tongue and not being able to go for a second round and quite frankly, even if he wasn’t a selfish lover he was by no means a selfless one – he needed this as much as you did and he wouldn’t be satisfied with just jerking himself off!

His finger inched deeper and deeper inside your hot sex, exploring your most private part in a gentle manner. If you could think straight you’d notice that he was being extra careful not to hurt you but you couldn’t think straight so you were just experiencing the end result – pleasure.

Rayleigh looked up at you with observing eyes, watching how your whole body reacted to his ministration; your eyes closed, your back arched above the bed. He deemed you ready for a second finger and God, how right he was! A moan rumbled through your body when he entered a second one, scissoring them inside your body to stretch you properly. But there was one thing that was bothering him.

To your dismay, he pulled his hand out of your pants, your breast rising and falling from your panting. “Don’t stop…!” you pleaded, earning yourself a slightly cocky grin. “What an eager little thing you are….and I haven’t even started yet….” He chuckled, grabbing the waistband of your pants and panties and did what he should’ve done moments ago – strip you entirely naked!

The cool air on your wet core had you shiver in response and you tried to wrap your legs around his hips again bur Rayleigh planted them on either side of him on the mattress, spreading your legs by your knees wide open, giving him the perfect view over your whole exposed body.

“Stay like this.” He demanded, tone not harsh but not wanting you to disobey either. You bit your bottom lip, nodding in response. You had to let him look your body up and down, his eyes lingering way longer on your tits before wandering further down to your sex, lips glistering with your juice.

The man laid his hand flat on your lover belly, his thumb inching closer to your clit before rubbing against the sensitive nub, forth and back, featherily light, almost not touching you but it was too much for you. A loud moan erupted from your throat and your hips jerked against his touch, wanting to feel more.

His hand pressed down on your stomach, hindering you from moving your hips too much. His other hand found its way to your entrance again, two fingers entering you at once. Now, he could see your whole reaction to his touch, his thumb’s movements becoming a little bit more intensive and faster to distract you from eventual pain. Your moan was his reward and he started pumping his fingers in and out of your pussy, your juice completely coating his digits, making it easy for him to move inside of you.

You’ve never thought that mere fingers could make you feel this good. Hell, even your own have never made you become undone like this before! In the pit of your stomach, you already felt a familiar knot starting to form, indicating your orgasm coming closer. Rayleigh seemed to notice it as well because he pulled his fingers out again, his thumb only resting on your clit lightly, letting you catch your breath.

“I think you’re ready….” He proclaimed, grabbing the base of his dick with his big hand, lining himself up with your entrance, the tip brushing against your slick folds, his thumb still on your sensitive nub. “Are you ready?” he asked, looking at you with hungry but concerned eyes, wanting your approval one last time. “Yes….” You panted, slightly nervous grabbing the sheets underneath you.

Rayleigh hesitated for a moment but then he came down, using his muscles to not crush you with his weight, and starting to kiss you passionately before he entered you with his tip. You painful squeal was swallowed by his mouth like before, his thumb already working your clit expertly again.

It hurt, you couldn’t deny it; it made you tense around him in discomfort but his lips distracted you to some degree. “Relax….” He whispered against your lips, giving you time to relax around him. When he felt you do just that, he moved further, inch by inch, having to restrain himself to not just simply thrust into you mindlessly. But you made it so difficult for him; your tight walls sucked him in like his dick was meant to be inside of you. He couldn’t help but groan at the feeling.

When you wrapped your legs around him it gave you the sign that you were ready. So, with no further ado but with care he buried himself completely in one smooth go. You couldn’t hold back the slightly strained and painful moan that left your lips but Rayleigh didn’t mind. He halted, giving you time to adjust to his size again, his lips now working your neck again, his thumb circling your clit, pressing down or simply rubbing it.

When he started moving slowly, your nails dug into his shoulders, leaving red bruises across his skin. Your body was sweating from the exhaustion, a thin sheen covering almost all of it. Rayleigh’s lips tasted the salt once they started to wander again, his tongue swirling over your sensitive skin while his hips moved slowly back and forth, rubbing against your tight walls.

The more Rayleigh moved inside your body, the more relaxed you became and the feeling of pain was pushed to the back of your head and was being replaced but pleasure and lust again, consuming every last thought you might’ve had before. Your hips started moving against his, your legs pulling him closer. He took this as a sign to go faster, increasing his speed to thrusts into you, his thumb relentlessly paying attention to your clit.

“Hah….Rayleigh…!” you panted, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer to you, wanting to feel him as much as possible. Rayleigh was grunting above you, his hot breath tingling your sweaty neck. A droplet of sweat was running down his forehead, the coat he was still wearing loosely on his back was in the way, hence eventually landing on the floor as well. The pants he was still wearing were rubbing against your inner thighs, creating more friction on your skin and more pleasure.

Rayleigh’s hips were snapping against yours, the wet sound of his dick fucking your pussy a prominent sound in the room beside your moans and his grunts. You felt how your orgasm was coming closer again, the tight knot inside your belly about to burst with each thrust.

“Right there!” you panted, moans almost turning into screams when he picked up the pace a little once more, hammering inside of you, before eventually pushing you over the edge, your walls tightening around his dick when you came to your very first orgasm from sex.

Panting, your head sunk into the pillow below you, your whole body relaxed and spent underneath Rayleigh’s panting body. He had stopped but he wasn’t done yet though he didn’t want to overexert you the first time you had sex. So, he made the decision to pull out carefully, his hand already wrapped around his still hard member. He started moving his hand roughly with the same paced he used while thrusting into your core, pre-cum dripping from his tip and onto your stomach.

You opened your eyes, face heating up immediately at the sight above you. His body started trembling a little, his arm supporting his weight right next to your head. You looked up at his face, your hand acting on its own when you grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his movements. “Let….let me do this, okay?” you asked, eyes hopeful he’d agree.

On Rayleigh’s lips formed a grin and he removed his hand from his dick, giving you room to wrap yours around him. “Let’s start with your first lesson on jerking me off…” he chuckled, closing his eyes when you started to move your hand.

[littlesniggy]

Rayleigh x fem! Reader

Anon: Ciao Sniggy, I'm back with another request hehe

It's for our Dark King, Silvers Rayleigh...(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ and virgin!female reader. They are both members of Rogers crew and maybe you could imply age gap? If you want you can make it kinky! The reader is still 25+!! They were kinda dating, but still nothing official but a lot of flirting for a few weeks now and it is readers first time. If you don't want that, it's totally fine! Maybe you could write their first time together instead?

Thanks a lot!!

Hey Anon. Well I'm sorry to say that this is going to be a two part story as well. There have just been too many ideas floating around my head sooo...yeah. Spicy part will follow in part two but I hope you enjoy part one as well! I don't have a title for this one yet but it will follow! (Maybe)

Also, Rayleigh and reader are not dating (yet?). Maybe in part two ✌🏼️

Warning: none

Pairing: Silvers Rayleigh x fem! Reader

Word count: 2.3k

„Hey, Y/n-san. Could you pass me the beer?” Rayleigh asked, his hand brushing against your arm, eliciting an electric jolt on the spot he touched. “Sure.” you mumbled, your face heating up ever so slightly. You didn’t show it but you were quite nervous around Roger’s first mate. It hasn’t been long since you joined the crew but from the beginning you’ve felt this special attraction towards him that made your knees go weak whenever he even looked your way.

You grabbed the bottle and put it down in front of him, smiling at the older male as lightheartedly as you could manage. “Thanks, dear.” He replied, grabbing the bottle with his hand and taking a big gulp. Out of the corners of your eyes you watched how his bicep flexed while he was bending his arm, thinking it was extremely hot.

Rayleigh noticed you staring but didn’t say anything, just grinning to himself ever so slightly, while he focused his attention back on your captain who was telling a story. There was loud laughter surrounding you and it made you feel right at home. It also helped that you weren’t the only woman on board; Toki was sitting next to Oden, holding his arm and giggling from time to time. The kids were already in bed so they could enjoy this get-together with the rest of the crew.

While time passed, everyone including you got more and more drunk, the alcohol slowly but surely getting to your head and you felt dizzy, a lazy smile constantly on your face while you listened to the stories or sang pirate songs together with the rest. At one point, Rayleigh had his arm around your shoulder, swaying from left to right to left to right to left to right, the other hand holding his beer. You held up your beverage as well, swaying together with him, one hand resting on his thigh for support.

“And once more, you bastards!” Roger yelled, striking up Bink’s Sake for the umpteenth time but nobody minded, joining in in this song; it couldn’t even be called singing anymore since it was simply a roaring of drunk people who couldn’t carry a tune for their lives. But it was amazing. Ever since you’ve joined the crew you could say without a doubt that this night was the most fun you’ve had in a really long time.

You felt how Rayleigh’s had which was on your shoulder slowly wandered down your arm and instead found its place on your waist. Now, you were painfully aware of the touch and you stiffened a little, your face heating up in embarrassment. You felt how your insides started to tingle in an exciting way, making you feel things you haven’t felt before. You removed your hand from his thigh, starting to fidget with your fingers unconsciously. The man, on the other hand, interpreted your sudden tension differently and let go of your waist immediately.

“I’m sorry, Y/n-san.” He said, his tone sounding surprisingly sober. “N-no, it’s okay. I was just-“ but you pressed your lips together, realizing how this must’ve sounded. Rayleigh’s deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, a big grin coming back on his features. “No worries. I know I overstepped my boundaries. It was inappropriate.” Your face heated up again, your mind screaming at you to tell him it was okay but at the same time not wanting to seem desperate. Why was he even sober such a gentleman?

“Hey, Rayleigh! Don’t make this little thing all flustered! She’s way too young for you anyway!” Gaban yelled from the other side of the table, raising his mug towards his friend. The other men laughed at his words, raising their mugs to join Gaban. “But it doesn’t seem like Y/n is minding too much, right Y/n?!” Oden laughed, your face heating up even more. “Shut up, Oden!” you scolded him, taking a deep sip of your beer.

“See? She doesn’t mind!” the laughter only grew louder and you wanted to sink into the floor, disappear from this scene. Rayleigh noticed your discomfort and shook his head. “Hey, guys, calm down. Let’s not make this even more uncomfortable for her.” He said, the grin still on his lips. The crew quieted down a little and dropped the topic completely. Just the occasional glance your way indicated that not everyone had completely forgotten about it.

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This get-together was a three days ago and by now the whole situation has gone back to normal again. Nobody was even looking at you in a funny way whenever you were close to him, shrugging the teasing from a couple of days ago off like it was nothing. You and Rayleigh were just friends and as far as they knew there wasn’t anything going on between the two of you. You were glad about this since you didn’t want anyone to know about you maybe or maybe not having a crush on the older male. You just couldn’t help it.

But ever since this day you two have become a little closer, talking to each other on a more intimate level. He was curious about your home, what had made you decide to set out to sea and to eventually join the Roger pirates. Your answer surprised him and it felt like he had even more respect for you than before. He had such a calming way of talking, making you feel at ease whenever he opened his mouth. Maybe it was his age and his experience, maybe it wasn’t but you felt the effect it had on you; your body wanted to get even closer to him and also your mind told you to open up to him more and to get to know him better.

Rayleigh also enjoyed the time you two spent together; he was just a little concerned with the way you looked at him. Normally, he didn’t have a problem interacting with a woman, especially younger women. But there was this barrier for him when it came to crew members. It was bound to create problems that could’ve been avoided in the first place. But he couldn’t stop his thoughts wandering off to different things whenever he looked at you from afar.

He wanted to see you as something like his little sister, hell!, even as his daughter if it helped stop his thoughts but he couldn’t. There was just the way your hips swayed when you walked, the way you showed your cleavage or ass whenever you bent down, the way your eyes looked at him with this curiosity that had him drawn to you. And he knew you were drawn to him as well. He was a very observant man but even if he wasn’t it was quite obvious. In his opinion, you were terrible at hiding your interest in him.

That was the main reason why he flirted with you; not plain out making you compliments but rather subtle. Occasionally, he brushed your skin with his hand when reaching for something, just like the other night. In response, you would swat his hand away with a cheeky smile, playfully scolding him. He liked how you got more and more comfortable around him, being more playful and more open in general. It confirmed his assumptions.

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“Y/n, have you seen Rayleigh?” you heard the voice of your captain from behind you, his deep base making you jump a little. Your head turned around to look at the man, a somewhat lost expression on your face. “No, I haven’t. Why? Maybe he’s somewhere inside.” You suggested, looking around, your eyes trying to find said mam but not being successful.

“Hm, might be…Could you go check? I have something important to discuss with him.” He asked. Of course, you obliged, feeling a little bit worried due to the serious tone resonating in his voice. You went inside to the common area, the kitchen, the bedrooms – nothing. So, the only place left was the shower.

You stood in front of the wooden door, hearing the faint sound of running water. You were sure it was him but just to ascertain yourself you knocked slightly on the door, waiting for the person inside to answer. After a short wait you heard the familiar sound of Rayleigh’s voice from inside.

“Occupied!” he called. Well, you found him. “Rayleigh?! Roger wants to see you! He sounded quite serious!” You informed him through the door. There was another short pause before the man answered. “Tell him I’ll be there in five minutes!”

You went back to the captain who was waiting inside his personal room, sitting at a table, a small booklet in front of him. “He said he’ll be here in a few.” You informed him, already turning around to leave the room.

When you were about to leave the room you bumped into something hard – a person. “Be careful there, Y/n.” Rayleigh chuckled, his still wet hair slightly clinging to his face, small drops of water running down his bare chest. You gulped at the sight, biting your lips. The smell of the soap flooded your senses, mixed with his personal scent.

“Sorry.” You pressed out, pushing past him rather quickly. Rayleigh watched you leave with a slightly confused expression on his face but left it at this.

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“You seemed to be in a hurry back then. Everything alright?” you heard his voice before you saw him. “I just forgot that I had to go help Toki with the kids.” You lied, not looking up from your journal, scribbling down the last words. Rayleigh chuckled, sitting down on the bed next to you, leaning against the wall behind him. “Help Toki with the kids, huh? Funny, cause I could swear Oden was playing with them when I went to see Roger…” a smug smile was on his lips, watching how your face heated up due to being caught lying.

“Well, you don’t have to tell me. We’re anchoring soon. Are you planning on leaving the ship?” he changed topics, much to your relief. “I don’t know yet but probably. How about you?” you peered over to where he was sitting, closing your journal and storing it away in a drawer. There was no key but nobody would dare touch someone else’s personal stuff. Not that you wrote anything spicy inside your journal but it was reassuring to know nobody would read it.

“I want to buy some fruit. Would you like to join me?” he asked, folding his arms behind his head, watching you with attentive eyes. His invitation caught you off guard and you needed to be careful not to choke on your own spit. Your shocked expression gave off the wrong impression because Rayleigh laughed out loud, making his whole body shake.

“A simple no would’ve been enough!” he shook his head in slight disbelief, already leaning forward in an attempt to get up from the bed. “No! I was just caught off guard! I’d love to go out with you!” you yelled in a panic, feeling bad for giving him the wrong idea.

Rayleigh’s eyes changed from amused to almost predatory, the grin on his face turning dangerously sexy.

“Oh, you want to go out with me?” he asked, resting his arms on his thighs, his eyes noticing every slight move you made. When confusion turned into realization, you wanted nothing more than to just run out of this room and hide. God, why did you say that?!

“T-that’s not what I meant!” you defended yourself, holding your hands up in defense and apology. “So? What did you mean?” he insisted, the grin never leaving his lips.

“I…I don’t know. It just…slipped out.” You averted your eyes, feeling embarrassed at your sudden lack of self-confidence. “So, you meant it.” The man concluded, his hand reaching up to your chin and turning your face to look at him. “Wow, your face is burning…are you sick?” his voice was quiet, his touch feeling almost too hot on your skin and his intense stare made you squirm in your seat.

The air around you suddenly felt heavy, his presence alone made it difficult to breath. His thumb made slow and gentle circles on your skin, brushing your bottom lip from time to time, your skin tingling and the sensation only getting stronger.

Rayleigh knew he shouldn’t be doing this; he shouldn’t be touching you like this. He shouldn’t be looking at you like this. He shouldn’t see you like this. His hand moved to your cheek, cupping it with his warm palm. “Y/n.” said in his low voice, watching how you looked at him like a deer in headlight, seemingly too afraid or too shocked to look away. Were you scared? Was he moving too fast?

“Are you okay? You know I’m just teasing you, right?” he asked, slowly pulling his hand away. He was surprised when you took his hand into yours, holding it in place. You breath was unsteady, your hand slightly shaking. He smiled at you, gently pulling your face closer and closer, until your noses were almost touching.

The heat radiated from his body and it felt like he was burning you. You let him pull your closer, feeling his other hand come up and rest on your thigh before his lips sealed yours. You closed your eyes at this warm feeling, his firm lips only resting against yours before they started to move, capturing your bottom lip between his, slightly sucking on it before letting go. He opened his eyes, looking at you with a certain gleam in them that had you drawn to him even more.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this.”

[littlesniggy]

Could you pls do a story where Rayleigh is jealous of his s/o because they are treating shanks and buggy really great like making them treats

Hey Anon! Thanks for requesting! I still think that he wouldn't be jealous but I guess he could be annoyed at it. But then again, maybe he was a little different when he was younger so I wrote him as being maybe a little salty xD And I hope you meant him being jealous of Buggy and Shanks and not of his s/o...😅 Anyway, hope you enjoy it!!

Warnings: none

Word count: 700

He shouldn’t be annoyed at them; he shouldn’t be annoyed at you but God, he was. He was leaning against the railing, arms crossed in front of his chest, a light scowl on his face. You were sitting between Shanks and Buggy on the floor, a plate of your special self-made cookies on your lap and smiling at the two of them who were grabbing one after another.

Where were his cookies?

Rayleigh felt a little guilty for feeling this way about the three of you. They were kids and you just got along with them very well. You just had your way with kids that usually made him smile every time you interacted with one (not that it happened too often. After all, you still were a pirate). But the thing with Shanks and Buggy slowly but surely started to take the upper hand.

It felt like they were constantly around you, taking all your attention away from him in order to focus on them. But then again, he shouldn’t feel this way. He was a grownup after all so he should act like one. But that didn’t mean that he couldn’t think this way. He just shouldn’t show it too much.

He didn’t notice how Gaban slowly approached him, a sheepish grin on his face. “Why the long face?” he asked, leaning against the railing next to Rayleigh. “Nothing. Just enjoying the view…” he lied, looking slightly to the side in order to avoid to accidentally look at Gaban’s face. “The view, huh? You talking about Y/n? They seems to be having a lot of fun with them. Oh, and did they bake cookies?” he noticed excitedly, his eyes starting to glow.

“Guess they did….” Rayleigh answered, not sounding too pleased. “Thought you liked Y/n’s cookies.” He asked confused. “I do but I guess Y/n only baked them for those two.” He said, sounding a little bitter. Gaban looked even more confused. “Did Y/n say so?” he insisted. “Not directly….” Rayleigh admitted. Gaban started laughing, shaking his head and making his way over to where you were sitting. “Guess I have to ask Y/n myself for some!” he announced.

Rayleigh watched how Gaban walk over to Shanks, Buggy and you, crouching down in front of you. He watched how he talked to you, pointing at the cookies you’ve made and then happily taking two after you nodded, much to Shanks’ and Buggy’s dismay. It made Rayleigh even more annoyed, rolling his eyes while watching Gaban walking back towards him, already eating the first cookie.

“Guess you were wrong.” He chuckled, holding out the second cookie. Rayleigh didn’t say a word but took the cookie nevertheless, starting to nibble on it. It tasted amazing, to say the least. “Have fun ‘enjoying the view’.” Gaban teased while wandering off to somewhere else.

He was a little too focused on watching Gaban leave that he didn’t notice you approaching him, the plate with one cookie left in your hand and Shanks and Buggy complaining about you leaving. So, he was surprised to suddenly see you standing in front of him. “Y/n.” he said, mouth full with the cookie.

“Y’know, you could’ve just asked yourself if you could have one.” You said with a smile, holding up the plate. “Who said I wanted one in the first place? Maybe he was just nice and brought me one as well.” Rayleigh countered, sounding confident as always. “Oh, well then I’m sorry for assuming things.” You said with a smile, putting the plate into his free hand. “Thank you, Y/n.” Rayleigh said, actually feeling flattered you gave him the last cookie.

“Of course! Did you think I would give those brats all the goddamn cookies?” you joked, turning around and slowly walking off. “Oh, and one more thing,” you stopped in your tracks, looking at him over your shoulder. “Stop being jealous of two kids. I like taking care of them but I love taking care of you.” You said with a wink before walking back to Shanks and Buggy. There was a grin forming on Rayleigh’s lips, looking at your ass while you walked away.