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Date Night Headcannons featuring Law, Penguin, Shachi, and Barto with NSFT included for the lovely Heart Pirate Homie Hoppers @guilty-sugar and @mandiemegatron <3 (plus Barto... you know... as a personal treat..)

NSFT Content warnings: No gendered language for reader of any kind used, Pengun's mention of/implied oral sex, Shachi's contains mentions of sex while mutually intoxicated (alcoholic ice cream), and implied unprotected sex/finishing inside, Barto's includes mentions of implied oral sex and biting A/N: This can be read as canon or modern au - some activities listed as possible date ideas are modern things but can easily be substituted for canon verse activities if you want Heed the warnings stated, this is an 18+ self ship blog, all posts subject to possible 18+ material - this post does contain NSFT content

Law

He does have the date planned out but he wont tell you that whatsoever, and when he asks you out it almost sounds like a threat but you can tell by the way Law is only looking at you from the side of his eye while scowling with a deep blush dusted across his cheeks that he's genuinely interested in a date night together, further confirmed by the smirk that spread across his face when you accepted

Is cleaned up and dressed nicely in all his usual clothes but new shirt in a darker black than he already owned and some additonal jewelry (a chain and two rings), and his usual boots that he spent the night before polishing while arguing with the boys about whether or not he should wear a flashier shirt to your date

He will open doors for you and pay for the bill but don't expect him to pull out any chairs for you or go giving you his jacket because you're cold. He would just stare at you deadpan and tell your ass no. Should've planned for the weather better

Takes you somewhere like a little hole in the wall bookstore or antique shop where y'all could look around and maybe snag a few things (books if at the bookstore, and coins for him and whatever catches your eye at the antique shop if you go there), pays for your things but only if they're reasonably priced and WILL shame you if you pick out anything too expensive or what he deems stupid. As long as it's not overpriced he'll still buy it for you even if it is stupid though

Spends most of the date listening to you talk and asking pointed questions to keep furthering the conversation without adding much until you get onto a topic he actually has a pointed interest or knowledge in, though he does actually love listening to you talk about your interests (as long as you aren't getting repetitive or into asinine details... he can show some irritation on his face creep out in those moments. You only get to repeat yourself one or two times before he bluntly calls you out on it unless you've been together awhile then he just sighs deeply and does a little circle in the air with his finger to signal you to sort it out and hurry it up)

Absolutely will tune out and ignore you for a whole hour on your date, absorbed in his book while y'all just coexist peacefully if you went to the bookstore, or will enthusiastically tell you all about the coins he found if you went to the antique shop. In the case of the coins, he tries to act childish and calm at first but his passion and neediness will overpower that as he rambles endlessly to you about his coins, completely steamrolling over any questions or comments you have until he's done talking

Fully expects a goodnight kiss and is pleased as a peach when he gets one. Sinking into your lips and letting his hands slide onto your hips, he's got you melting into his chest in moments

Is an absolute tease in bed, loves edging you and running his hands all over your body, sliding his nails lightly down your side to watch you squirm at the sensation, licking and nipping at your skin and blowing on the damp spots his makes, relishing in the noises he draws out of you

He'll do foreplay for hours, until he gets bored or his hands start to cramp whichever comes first

Then he gets absolutely sex drunk, unable to do anything other than shut his eyes and let his head fall against you, fingers digging into your hips as he loses himself to the sensation of your body around his, taking almost no time at all to finish, he uses a condom but h'll still pull out and pull it off at the end just so he can come all over you

He will do some aftercare and its adequate, dogshit at any sweet-talking after, the deed is done its time to clean up and get ready for bed, though he complains about snuggling, he does automatically go to snuggle with you when y'all curl up under the covers together, but he quickly stops talking and closes his eyes and tells you to shut up and go to sleep if you ask him if he wants to stop snuggling

Will just leave in the morning unless you tell him before hand you want to do breakfast, though he will make you some coffee and make sure to leave a note if you don't do breakfast. Otherwise he will absolutely make you a small and reasonable breakfast he makes you come to the table for and will even eat with you before he leaves

Penguin

Total sweetheart who has the whole date planned out in his head before he asks you out but completely changes to something different once you accept the date because he thinks everything he came up with was not good enough for you

Dresses to the nines, and he definitely makes sure to dress in an extra layer so he can offer you a jacket if you get cold (don't expect his hat though unless you've been together a long while, in which case, he usually has his old hat with the puffball on it stuffed in the jacket pocket for you just in case)

Complete and total gentleman, by far the most considerate of the Heart Pirates listed. That means doors are opened for you, chairs pulled out, he's not even going to let you think about paying. it has nothing to do with how he sees you and all because he wants you too see him as capable and dependable, someone who cherishes the relationship you have together and always will

He would definitely be brushing his hand against yours, distinctly looking anywhere BUT your hands, until you finally hold his hand and he'll look your way with the dopiest smile and bright flush to his cheeks, pulling you closer to him as your fingers tangle together

No matter how well he plans though he always forgets something, whether it's simply the music to the star lit picnic, or something big like tickets to the actual even y'all had planned to go to (thankfully usually just small things! The big ones are a rare occasion, and always beats himself up more than you could ever even think of hinting at towards him and he always makes it up to you even if you insist it was nothing to worry about!)

Cheek kisses are all he ever lets himself hope for in the beginning and absolutely falls over the first time you sneak a quick peck to the lips instead, and absolutely melts into your whole touch when you let him have more of you

His insecurities come to light when y'all are intimate, not that it dulls his enthusiasm or technique, but you can deftly tell he's always a little nervous, always a little worried in the back of his mind if you're really enjoying your time with him or if he's what you really want, because he surely doesn't deserve this here with you right now, but a few well placed kisses and sweet affirmations whispered in his ear and he's completely fine for the session, worried abandoned until next time

LOVES giving/pleasing you in any way, especially with his hands and/or mouth, he's fantastic at foreplay and oral. Enjoys receiving but is insecure about how he looks and sounds the whole time so he tends to avoid it and go straight into pleasuring you.

Does great aftercare and will snuggle you all night long, he doesn't care what part of his body goes numb from you sleeping on it, he just wants you there as close as possible.... until he eventually does have to adjust, but he will still be big spoon if you let him readjust so his arm wont go numb)

Absolutely brings you breakfast in bed from a cafe or bakery nearby and will have even gotten a few extra goodies he hides in the bag for you to have as a treat to yourself later after he has to leave for work

Shachi

Has plans but they’re not meticulously thought out, there’s wiggle room for change of plans if y’all decide to switch it up and go w the flow for the evening or leaves room for y’all to head home and duck out for a night at home if you find yourself overstimulated or not up for being out

His plans? Pizza and laser tag followed by a trip to the alcoholic ice cream store before heading home together

He tries to look nice but casual, by that he means he put on clean cargo pants and shoes and metal band tee with NO puns on it (despite what he really wanted, he took half of penguins advice when he was told quotes and puns on a shirt for a date was a no go), a jacket w a fur trim on the hood (think loke’s jacket from fairytail) 2 band bracelets, and a couple of rings, and he even got law to paint his nails black (if only bc law didn’t want black nail polish all over the fucking floor if they did it themselves), plus his hat and sunglasses 😎 of course.

He will give you his jacket if you get cold, but reluctantly and expect him to complain about being cold, he would much rather you just snuggle up in the jacket with him than hand it over

Is respectful by all means but definitely is not as overt in his gentlemanly ways as Penguin is, despite Penguin's best efforts to instill in him this is a DATE and he should act like it, Shachi can't help but treat you like he always does, the bestest friend ever that he's totally in love with and comfortable with (and super horny for, he finds that important to add, to himself silently in his head of course lol)

Pays for everything but isn't offended if you pay, in fact it really flatters him and makes him give you the "AWHHHH Babes!! You didn't have to do that!"

Does absolutely take laser tag way too seriously and goes for blood in the laser tag room. Thankfully yall did a few rounds w a group so it didn’t start directed at you. But it does quickly turn into an almost all out bully session after a few rounds when the groups disperse and you do a few rounds just y'all

He wasn’t mean by any means but he definitely had sooooo much fun at your expense he’s in tears clutching his stomach by the end and you’re trying to keep up your pout, trying not to crack in laughter at the ridiculous sight of him rolling along the floor like an idiot

He DOES apologize after though and holds your hand as your get boozy ice cream and is really sweet letting you get anything you want and giving you puppy dog eyes to let him pretty please try a bite of yours he’ll share his (he just wants the attention and to share bites of y'alls spoons together the SAP)

Literally can not stop complimenting you and especially after the boozy icecream he is one sweet word after another… along with sweet warm touches as he giggles and begs you to come back to his room with him, whimpering and whining the whole way back about all the things you do to him how it isn’t fair how riled up you get him

Seriously he can not shut up, you have to start making out with him when you get back to the room just to get him to stop and even then he’s moaning groaning whimpering and whining, he’s absolutely sooooo noisy and it’s even worse when he’s tipsy or drunk

Will be biting you all over and licking and kissing each spot tenderly after to make up for it but you’re gonna have some marks on your neck and inner thighs, your lips even a little red and tender

Dont worry he will ENTHUSIASTICALLY try to make up for his roughness and you’ll love every minute of it

Drunk Shachi will beg and plead the WHOLE time cum inside you, acts like he’s in literal bliss while he’s fucking you, talking about how perfect you feel, how you make his brain mush and we’ll you take his cock while begging and pleading to cum inside just this once please there’s no WAY he can finish anywhere else and be satisfied

He will viciously snuggle you after and throw an absolute FIT if you try and disentangle from the whiny little furnace he is so be prepared to quickly clean up w a shirt that’s tossed aside and pulling up just the sheet bc that man is already attaching himself like an octopus and he is OUT

WILL give you rubs and sweet kisses and take you out for breakfast in the morning if you wake up sweaty sore and grumpy tho and give you his softest clothes to wear out since it was your shirt you fuckin grabbed to clean up w the night before

Barto

Has plans and they are meticulously thought out long before he has the courage to ask you out

His admiration of Luffy evident even his dating life as he makes plans inspired by Luffys interests and adventures, looking to recreate excitement his idol has enjoyed for his next favorite person, you! He totally plans to take you out on a treasure hunt for the best food, fight, or fun such as the new arcade he found last week right before he finally asked you out

However, he is totally willing to scrap any and all plans if you're not up for something so thrilling or adrenaline pumping, and won't even be disappointed about it, he just wants to impress you (almost as much as he wants to impress Luffy)

He even takes a bath and cleans his clothes/piercings, brushes his teeth etc before your date on his own accord (after a possible hint that being clean might bolster any physical intimacy chances), what a good boy! Even puts on some brand new nipple rings for your viewing pleasure!

Absolutely will give you his jacket if you get cold, hell he'll tell you to keep it! It looks so much better on you anyway! Although that does leave him shirtless shivering in the cold but he absolutely will not complain about it if that happens

Brings you weed flowers and you love them because there's lots of pokey green thorns and they remind you of his mohawk and he blushes and stutters when you tell him so and thank him with a kiss to the cheek

Absolutely gets excited and starts babbling at lots of points during your date, often bringing up Luffy, but also surprisingly manages to bring it back around to y'all and tie in his babbling so at least the conversation is somewhat participateable, not that you mind, his hilariously sweet devotion to Luffy is one of the many things that endeared you to him in the first place

Frequently gives you extravagant over the top compliments throughout your date, even going as far as to say "Next time we see Mistah Luffy I'm totally taking you with me, show you off like a prized treasure I found! Ha! He'll be so impressed by my impeccable taste in partners, he'll be 'Woah Barto! Where'd you find this gem at?' He'll totally dig your vibe! You're like the coolest person in the world, outside of the Straw Hat crew, of course!"

Is extremely protective of you, even though he knows you can take care of yourself he definitely goes a little guard dog, barking and growling- I mean, cussing out anyone he thinks is looking at you wrong and definitely punches someone if he hears any insults about his beloved treasure

After the date is over and he's nervously taken you back to your room wherever it may be, letting nerves turn him into a blushing and stuttering mess, trying to find a way to ask for kiss (I mean, he was SUCH a good boy the whole date! AND he bathed! He can definitely ask for a goodnight kiss right? You had a lot of fun you even kept smiling and blushing at him he's SURE that means its okay to ask for a kiss...), but you take the breath out of his lungs when you stand on your tiptoes to give him a kiss and fry his brain completely

Don't worry though he recovers after a minute and he's all over you in the best of ways, he's all tongue and teeth and searing heat, kissing you with as much passion as he shows for beloved Straw Hats, and really showing you what that long tongue can do

He's completely lost in you, your hands in his hair and his teeth on your neck when you tell him what a good boy he is and there's no stopping him now and after the filthiest groan you've ever heard and a buck of his hips he'll tell you directly, you're not leaving that room anytime soon, and certainly not walking on your own two legs if he has anything to say about it

Comes all over you and will absolutely lick it all up after and then just grabs something to clean you up with off the floor and tosses it to you before grabbing something to clean himself off too before yanking the blankets up and pulling you onto his chest and passes out like a drop of a hat. He adores you but you have to explain to him in the morning if you want your aftercare to look any different (though he will enthusiastically do any changes you ask for)

Enthusiastically makes you the worst breakfast in bed ever, the man can absolutely not cook but he does take you out after to make up for his shit cooking skills (and the disaster int he kitchen don't look at it its fine)

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Kid x Reader x Killer angst to eventual comfort

Based off of my Brain Rot TM here

Writing is my therapy and I experienced a sub-drop last night from audio stuff and didn't really have a Dom, so I had an anxiety/panic attack. ANYWAYS. Be careful out there, and communicate clearly.

TW's: Starts with consensual threesome smut, non-con elements, degradation, rough sex, anxiety attack, suggested sub-drop, GN reader

Notes: I spelled his name 'Kidd' even though I later learned it's 'Kid' so whoops lmao.

WC: ~5.6k

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You were nearly suffocating, but gods you loved it. One thick cock was fucking your cute, dripping hole, and the other cock was being rammed down your throat as you jerked forward from the crude thrusts behind you. One hand was holding you up by your handcuffed wrists, and another held a fistful of your hair to keep your head still. Your eyes rolled back as you gagged again around the cock in your throat, drool dripping obscenely down your chin and onto the mattress you were knelt on.

"What a fucking slut, huh Killer? Gonna stretch this lil hole 'till it's gaping" Kidd growled as he gave a particularly harsh thrust behind you. Killer grunted in agreement.

"Look at 'em. Gagging and crying on your cock because it deserves to cry, to barely be able to breathe as we take our fuckin pleasure. Nothing but holes to me."

Kidd continued to talk, degrading you. His voice was deep and hoarse, belying his pleasure. Your shoulders were aching from being held up for so long, but not enough to use the signal to end things. Kidd's thrusts became harder as he yanked you back against his cock, and you felt something in your shoulder pop. Pain bloomed in your shoulder, and though you knew nothing had torn and nothing was broken, it would be soon.

You tried to snap your fingers a few times, but they were too squished in Kidd's grip. You were beginning to panic, and you tried to speak but could only get out a gurgled moan.

"Stay still, bitch- or do I have to teach you a lesson? Need this hole filled until it's overflowing. Nothing but a fucking pocket pussy to us. Pathetic little thing. Please us or we'll dump you" he growled.

You needed to do something. Anything to get out. You tried turning your head, and only succeeded in scraping your teeth against Killer's dick, and he yanked back with a hiss. His cock was removed fully, and you raspily called out the safe word.

"Red"

Killer paused.

"What did you say?" he sounded concerned.

Kidd only shoved your face into the mattress. Something in your neck and shoulder clicked painfully, and you cried out a little.

"Pocket pussy's don't get to speak" he growled. Killer pushed Kidd from your back roughly.

"Speak" the blond ordered to you.

"Red" you whispered, tears now flowing from your eyes for a different reason.

"Okay okay, we're done. Kidd. We're done." Killer spoke firmly to his partner, who was still slowly thrusting in your sore hole. Kidd scoffed, and brought down a hand harshly on your ass, and you jerked forward, off his dick.

"Pathetic."

Kidd gathered a wad of spit in his mouth before spitting it on your ass as you laid there, shaking and crying.

Killer brought his fist up and slammed it across the redhead's face, knocking him off the bed.

"Get out and go cool off" he ordered. Kidd rammed a fist through the wooden floor, and you flinched, breath becoming erratic. You couldn't move. Your head was fuzzy, and all you knew is that you did something bad. He hurt you, and you were bad. The mattress rocked as Killer pushed off the bed and there was a rustle of cloth.

"Get out!" Killer opened the door, and you heard heavy foot falls before the door was slammed shut and locked. At the slam of the door, you flinched and wrapped your hands around your head, curling into the fetal position. Your fists gripped your hair, pulling at it and scratching at the scalp. Your body tensed with each footstep approaching you.

"Hey, baby" Killer spoke softly in his deep voice. You tensed, readying your body as if to ward off any berating words. You were hyperventilating, tear flowing onto the mattress.

"Can I hold your hand?"

You shook your head, not believing you were worthy of any affection. But you couldn't speak.

A soft, fluffy blanket draped over your naked body, shaking like a leaf in the wind as your chest worked rapidly.

"Kick it off if you get too hot. I'm going to lay down next to you and I'm going to breathe. You're going to do your best to follow, okay? Can you speak?"

You managed to shake your head at his question. You couldn't speak. Your voice wouldn't come out, and you couldn't even get yourself to move enough to open your mouth.

"Okay. Put your hand on your chest so you can follow my breathing."

You whimpered, curling into yourself. Why can't I move? Why am I being so bad. I can't- I can't-.

"Can you move your arm?"

You shook your head, starting to sob harder.

"Hey, hey. Okay. You're here. You're okay. Can I move your hand for you? It'll just rest on my chest and then I'll keep it there."

You nodded, grateful that he was willing to help someone- no, something- like you. Rough, calloused hands gently pried one of your hands away from your hair, and held it. His hand was warm. He moved your hand to his chest, right over his heart. Your shaking hand and body resisted his kindness, but he slowly moved your arm.

"There. Okay? Now I'm going to breathe deeply in.... and out. Can you feel that?" Your arm moved up with the inflation of his lungs, and sank back down with the exhalation. You nodded, hiccupping breaths catching in your throat.

"Okay, now follow me. Ready?" He began breathing in deeply, and you tried to choke down the bucking of your lungs to follow his instructions. I can't be bad. I'll be hurt.

"Good. You're doing so good for me. Keep going."

His hand kept your on his chest, over his heart until you could breathe deeply with him.

"Good job, you did so well. Can I hold you now?"

You nodded, needing to feel protected. He moved quickly to wrap his arms around you, your hand still on his chest as he brought his forehead to yours. At some point, he had removed his helmet.

"Oh sweetie, you did so well saying the safeword. I'm glad you told us."

You began crying and sobbing at his words.

"...i'm sor-r..." you tried to speak, but it burned your throat to do it while crying. Killer pulled your body closer, one hand on the back of your head as he tucked your head under his chin.

"Don't apologize, little one. You did so good. You did everything right. Are you hurt?"

You curled into him, letting yourself cry. Your shoulder still ached, and your neck hurt to move too much. You nodded slightly, your sobs shaking your shoulders as you made a fist against his chest.

"When you feel ready, I need you to show me where, okay?" Killer eased his grip on your body, but stroked your hair as you cried into him. You don't know how much time had passed when your tears finally began to cease.

"...i'm sorry..." you managed to whispered. Killer hummed soothingly in his large chest.

"You're okay sweetie. You did so well. You did everything right" he soothed you. You pulled back from him, and tried to look up at him but flinched as your neck flared in pain. You sucked in air between your teeth as your eyes slammed shut in pain.

"Does your neck hurt?"

You whispered an affirmative.

"Anywhere else?"

"...shoulder" you murmured, eyes squeezed shut. Your body was starting to shake again as you admitted your injuries. Killer's calloused hand trailed lightly over your neck and shoulder.

"Thank you for telling me, hon. Is it muscle pain?" he asked softly. You managed a slight nod.

"Okay. Your muscles have cooled off now so lets run a bath to help with the ache, okay? C'mon. Let's get you cleaned up."

You held onto him as he started to rise, and he paused, looking down at you curiously.

"You okay?"

Tears brimmed your eyes again as you spoke.

"You didn't finish. Neither did.. he."

Killer chuckled a little, and cradled your jaw in his hand.

"You're so sweet to worry about that. I'm perfectly fine. So is Kidd."

He looked down at you confidently, and it eased your fears.

"If you need to use me later..." you murmured unthinkingly.

"Hey. No. No. That's not how this works. We love and care about you, and no matter what we say in bed, that will never change. Your boundaries always come first, no matter what. You're hurt from this time, and Kidd went way too far. He's at fault here, and he knows it. You're way more than a thing to us. We love you, as a person. As a being. You're everything to me. To us."

The tears that were brimming fell down your cheeks, and you held your arms out to him.

"I'm sorry" you murmured. He picked you up easily, one arm stabilizing your neck gently and the other scooping you up under your butt. You made a sound at the movement, your hole sensitive and bruised.

"Don't be sorry, baby. I'm sorry. I should've noticed you couldn't signal if you needed to stop" he murmured back. You whined at his apology.

You let him carry you to the connecting bathroom. He sat you down on the toilet as he went to fill the tub.

"Cmon. I know you gotta go. I know you're shy about it so I'm going to turn around and watch the bath while I cover my ears, okay?"

You quickly relieved yourself and patted your poor hole dry from the wetness from earlier. You stood yourself on shaky legs and flushed. Killer turned at your movement, and wrapped you in his arms before you toppled over.

"Let's get in the bath, okay?" you hummed an affirmative, your neck really starting to ache. He stepped into the hot water, easing you down with him. You hissed at the temperature on your abused hole, but quickly moaned in relief. You were more sore than you thought.

"Good, doing so good for me" Killer soothed as you shifted in his lap. He grabbed a nearby wash cloth and dipped it in the water, wringing it out over your neck and injured shoulder. You hummed as the heat soothed the pain a little. You yawned, exhausted from your panic.

"Lemme take care of you. Don't gotta worry 'bout a single thing with me 'round, okay?" a light kiss tickled your temple and you hummed an affirmative, drifting off into a doze as Killer ran the washcloth over your body, cleaning you of your tears and sweat.

You groaned in displeasure as he picked you up from the cooling water and he chuckled a little.

"I know but you'll be warm soon enough"

You huffed at him and in response, he wrapped you in a fluffy towel, drying you off as you sat on the edge of the tub.

"Killer..." you muttered his name, trying to thank him, but another thought struck you instead.

"Hmm?"

"Does he not like me anymore?" tears welled in your eyes again, and you looked down at your boyfriend as he knelt in front of you. He pulled you into a hug, cradling your head gently into his neck.

"That's not it. I don't know why he acted so awful. I know how much he cares about you. He loves you. I love you. Okay?"

You sniffled.

"I love you too" you mumbled. Killer kissed your cheek, and pulled back with his hand cradling your jaw. You leaned in to kiss him on the lips chastely. You pulled back, wincing as the movement made your shoulder and neck hurt.

"Let's get you dressed and into bed. I'll get you some pain medication too."

He picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, setting your pliant body on the bed. You sat on the edge, staring at the wall and starting to zone out.

Why did he do that? He... He didn't stop. He spat on me and called me pathetic. Killer had to punch him to get him off the bed. Is he okay? What if he had a crash too?

Soft fabric slid against your bare thighs, distracting you from your thoughts. Killer looked up at you with his piercing blue eyes, curious. You noticed he had put sweats on finally.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?"

You sighed.

"What if he also had a... crash?" you asked. Killer sighed, and put the shirt over your head. He guided your arms through the sleeves as he spoke.

"If he did, he would need to be alone. It's how he is" he answered thoughtfully. You hummed, noticing Killer put one of his own old shirts on you.

"Is it weak to need help when I have a-"

"No."

Killer cut you off firmly before you finished. He cupped your cheeks in his large hands, holding your teary gaze.

"You're not weak. You're so strong for telling us to stop when you were in pain and when it was really hard for you to. It's not pathetic, like Kid called you. You are amazing, truly" he kissed your forehead gently, and a single tear slid down your cheek. His thumb wiped it away quickly. You sniffed, bringing the hand of your uninjured side to cover the back of his hand.

"Thank you" you whispered. He smiled softly.

"You're welcome. There's some pain meds and a glass of water on the bedside table, and I know Kid keeps some muscle cream in here somewhere. Let's get your neck and shoulder taken care of, okay?"

You shuffled yourself back painfully towards the head of the bed. You never realized just how much you used your neck and shoulder muscles. Killer met you with the water and pills, and you took them quickly. He took the empty glass and put it on the bedside table before opening a tube of cream he procured while you were choking down the pills. He swept stray hair out of the way and gently massaged the cream into your sore muscles. The cream had a strong menthol smell and had a strange burning yet cooling sensation on the skin.

"Good. That should start to feel better tomorrow" he said, recapping the tube. He wiped his hands off on your discarded towel and helped ease you into the blankets. He went around the room, turning off the lights before crawling into bed next to you, spooning you from behind. He littered kisses on your head and the back of your neck, making you giggle a little.

"Hmmmm there ya are. Go to sleep now. Ya need it" he said gently. You sighed.

"I know... you need to go see if he's okay to stop worrying. But can you wait until I'm asleep?"

His arms tightened around you.

"Of course."

With the promise, you drifted off to sleep quickly, exhausted.

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You woke to the sound of rustling clothes as someone got dressed. You sighed heavily, turning over and immediately regretting your movement. Pain bloomed through your neck and shoulder, making you wince and groan.

"Mornin', sweetie. How ya feelin'?" Killer's gravelly morning voice soothed your annoyance at being in pain so soon after waking up. You hummed in response. You heard his footsteps walk to your side of the bed, and your eyes opened. The sun was shining from behind him, illuminating his hair like an aura around his body. He looked like he was glowing. You smiled at him dreamily.

"You're so pretty" you murmur. Killer let out a scoff but was obviously pleased at your compliment. He leaned over you, one arm holding some of his weight by your side. His lips pressed to your cheek in a dramatic, drawn out kiss that you've only seen him do a few times behind closed doors. Usually it was used to turn Kidd into a blushing, yelling mess. You giggled at the feeling.

"Ya still hurtin?" he asked, looking down at you. He looked concerned, and even hesitant to ask. The memories of last night came flooding back, and your smile died.

"Yeah" you answered eventually. He stood and rummaged around your bedside table.

"Here, lemme put the cream on before you take the pain meds" he said softly. You eased your head to the side so the injury was exposed to Killer's expert fingers. His warm digits were soon smearing and massaging the muscle cream gently into your skin.

"How's... he?" you asked quietly. You weren't sure you wanted to even talk about him before you've had even a coffee, but you still needed to know if he was alright. Killer sighed.

"Hmm. 'bout how'd ya expect. He just about wrecked his workshop last night in a fit but he's about as okay as you'd think this morning."

You closed your eyes at the news, saddened that he was so angry at you.

"'m sorry" you mumbled. Killer's fingers pulled back from your neck, and he gently turned your face towards him.

"He's not mad at you, he's angry at himself. He can't stand the fact that he hurt you, that he let it get to that point. And you know Kidd, if he's angry at himself, it takes him a lot longer to get through it, let alone over it. I'm keeping an eye on him though, so don't you worry."

You frowned at his words.

"Then who's taking care of you?"

Killer smiled and let out a chuckle. His hand stroked your hair back from your face and he planted a kiss on your forehead.

"It helps me to take care of you two, okay? Last night was... a little scary. But we're going to be okay."

You sighed, wishing you could nuzzle into his broad chest, but you knew he had to make sure the ship was running properly despite the captain being... preoccupied.

"Okay" you murmured quietly. He gently stroked your hair and smiled at you.

"C'mon. Let's get ya up and some food in ya" he said, reaching down to scoop you up. You eagerly wrapped your arms around his neck and let him pull you out of your cozy blankets. He helped you get dressed in some loose fitting clothing, and a shirt with a wide neck so your injury would be accessible. Before you left the room, you hesitated.

"Is he going to be in the kitchen?" you asked meekly.

"Nah. I brought him some food earlier in his workshop. He'll be there most the day probably" Killer answered. There was a whisper of regret in his voice, and you grabbed his hand and squeezed once, reminding him that he wasn't alone..

"Let's go then" you said, opening the door. Killer squeezed your hand back, and followed you to the kitchen.

You ate and drank your coffee, favoring the one shoulder and unable to turn your head very much. Your crewmates gave you some curious glances, but it wasn't uncommon for someone to be injured on the ship. You were pirates, after all. It was odd though that it was you. Kidd and Killer were the strongest fighters on the ship, and couldn't help but watch over you on the battle field. You finished your breakfast, visited the loosely termed "infirmary" to grab some pain pills, and then headed to your favorite space on the ship- the mouth of the... sea king? dinosaur? You weren't entirely sure which it was, and you never were invested enough to ask. The weather was sunny, calm, and breezy.

You sighed as you settled into a chair that was placed there earlier. Someone walked up behind you, and cleared his throat. You froze, scared it was Kidd.

"What."

"Killer told me to bring you a book and some snacks, so here" Heat spoke. At the sound of his voice, you relaxed, and waved your hand on the non-injured side.

"Come on this side so I can see you" you said softly. Wire walked around, and placed a small, light table next to you, and put down a tray of various drinks, snacks, and a few books. He crouched down to the side of you, and you smiled at him.

"Thank you, Heat" you said. He smiled a little back at you.

"Do you need any company? Some of these snacks look pretty good" he said, eying the tray that Killer had put together for you. You giggled, thankful for the offer.

"Sure, just don't let Killer know that I let you eat some food he made for me," you teased. He made a face at your comment, and grabbed a slice of fruit. At first, his appearance made you uncomfortable, but his personality quickly overcame that. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, but you still found him endearing.

"So where are ya hurt?" he asked around a mouthful of fruit. You picked up a glass of what appeared to be juice and sipped.

"Neck and shoulder muscles" you answered after swallowing and smacking your lips appreciatively.

Heat grunted.

"Ugh. Done that before. It seems that like you never realize how much you use certain muscles until it hurts to use it, right?"

You snorted.

"Pretty much."

The two of you chatted a little longer before he was called off to do his tasks. Hip took his place instead, bringing you an ice pack.

"Here, Killer told me to bring you this" she said. You took the ice pack and placed it on your injury. You sighed with a sudden realization.

"Killer set up a roster to keep me company all day, didn't he?" you asked. She nodded with a smile.

"Can't stop caring about someone ya love" she quipped. You rolled your eyes with a smile.

"Very true" you murmured.

The day passed similarly, various crew members bringing you things that Killer had sent along with them. Honestly, you even had to stare some down so you could go to the bathroom alone.

Your thoughts strayed constantly to Kidd, and how he must be feeling. You felt so conflicted. You loved him, yet you knew he went too far, but were you mad? Scared? Was your trust in him damaged?

Footsteps walked up behind you, heavier than the rest. You tensed.

"It's just me" Killer said. You relaxed, and he knelt in front of you.

"How ya feelin?" he asked. You could feel him staring at your neck and shoulder, even when his mask covered his bright blue eyes.

"It's starting to feel better now" you said quietly. Killer nodded once.

"Dinner's ready, if you want to eat" he offered. You nodded slightly and stood. He grabbed the table with the tray and books in one hand, balancing the table like a waiter would a tray. He put a hand on your lower back, and walked with you to the kitchen. It was a little later than you normally ate, having been fed snacks most the day by Killer's 'messengers'.

There was a plate set aside for you at the counter so you could watch Killer clean, just as you liked. A second steaming plate was still in the kitchen, presumably set aside for Kidd.

"Are you going to run that up to him?" you asked, looking pointedly at the plate. Killer grunted an affirmative, and started to clean the kitchen.

"Go give it to him now while it's still hot. The kitchen will still be here when you get back," you said firmly. Killer looked at you, presumably in surprise at your tone. You couldn't always tell when he had his face covered all the time. He put down the cloth he was using to wipe the counters, and grabbed the plate, walking around the counter to approach you. He cocked his head, curious. You looked down at your own plate with a sigh.

"He needs the energy to work up the courage to apologize to me, we all know how he is" you mutter. Killer laughed at your statement, and ruffled your hair gently before walking off to deliver the plate of food.

A few minutes later, you heard approaching footsteps behind you. This wasn't uncommon, as crew members dropped their empty plates off at the counter for whoever was on dish duty to wash. These were heavy, but you assumed someone had already had a few drinks after a long day of being at sea. They stopped suddenly a few feet away from you, and you gently turned your head to see what had happened.

You had fully expected to see one of your crewmates swaying with drunkenness, but instead, bright red and pale skin made your heart drop.

"You're here" Kidd said gruffly. Adrenaline shot through you, and you jumped out of your chair, wincing as your injury was tweaked. Your breath seemed to stop, and you froze after your initial reaction. You couldn't decide to run towards him or away.

"K-Killer went to find you" you answered, mentally kicking yourself for stuttering. His words from last night came back to you.

Pathetic.

Nothing but holes to me.

Please us or we'll dump you.

It deserves to cry, to barely be able to breathe.

Your breath came faster, and you desperately looked for an exit. You nearly jumped out of your skin when the door to the kitchen opened, Killer's voice entering before his body.

"I couldn't find the bast- oh. Oh." He put the plate on the counter in the kitchen and walked with even steps until he was in front of you, bending over to look directly into your eyes.

"Hey look at me. Are you ready for this?"

Your eyes flicked over his shoulder, to Kidd. He looked exhausted, angry, but not like he was going to do anything. Killer's voice soothed you slightly.

"M-maybe?" You frowned at how delicate your voice sounded. Kidd seemed to flinch at your answer. Killer put one hand on your cheek as the other removed his helmet.

"Look at me."

Your eyes found his ocean blue ones, and it calmed you a little. You noticed you were shaking. You breathed out forcefully.

"I can hear him out, if you stay here" you said honestly. You noticed Kid's flinch again, and your heart squeezed with guilt. Killer nodded, and stood to his full height to look at Kidd.

"Are you okay? Are you ready?" Killer asked. Kidd heaved a sigh, scrubbing a hand over his face.

"...Yeah"

Killer nodded once, and gestured for the two of you to sit at a table. The rest of the crew had cleared out quickly once Kidd entered the room and the tension rose.

The three of you sat at the table, Killer making you sit at the head of the table with Kidd on your uninjured side and Killer taking the seat across from Kidd.

You were tense, sitting on the edge of your seat, but Kidd seemed... defeated. He was exhausted, and slumped into his chair. He put his head in his hands, fingers running through red hair before he looked at you. You held back a flinch.

"I hurt you" he started bluntly. You glanced at Killer, who was looking resolutely at Kidd. Your hand came up to touch your neck and shoulder, looking at the table. You didn't say anything.

"I'm so fucking sorry. God, there's no words for how sorry I am. I'd do anything or give you anything for you to look at me the same. Hell, I'd cut my other arm off if that's what you wanted. I just can't..." He stopped speaking with a choked sound, and looked at you desperately.

"You need to earn that same trust back, Kidd" you said quietly. He was silent, waiting for you to continue. You looked up from the table to meet his gaze.

"And right now, I don't know how we're going to do that. I don't have any ideas, but you can't buy it with present. I still love you, but you need to prove over and over to me that you love me, and that you'll never hurt me again" you said. Anger started to bubble up in your chest.

"I don't think you can say anything like you did, at least for a long, long time. Calling me 'it', that I didn't deserve to breathe, and that you two were going to dump me if I didn't please you... Kidd. I can't hear shit like that from you. Calling me pathetic and spitting on me when I said the safe word?" Tears welled up in your eyes as you spoke, recalling his words and actions. Your fists clenched on your lap.

Kidd deflated even further with each word you spoke, and at the sight of tears in your eyes.

"I know. I know there isn't a way to change that, and if there was, I'd give up almost anything to change it. You and Killer mean everything to me. I'm hardly worthy of your love even when I haven't pulled some shit like this, but now... I'll prove it. I swear. I... I love you so much."

He pulled something out of his pocket, and you looked at his hands. He let out a wet chuckle.

"I know you said that I can't buy your trust, but I made this. It took me all night and I finished it up today. I hope you'll still accept it."

You looked in shock at the metal in his hand. It was a highly intricate, functioning, anatomically correct heart. There were tiny whirrs and clicks that acted like the sound of a heartbeat, the two sides contracting.

"It even works like a real heart. You can put liquid in there and it'll shoot out here," he said, pointing with his fingers. He paused.

"That sounds fucking stupid now that I say it out loud" he admitted. Killer had leaned forward to get a better look at the contraption. His eyes glittered at the sight of it, taking in the mechanics and how it worked. It was truly incredible. You reached a shocked hand out towards it before pulling back.

"Kidd..." you whispered.

"I'm finishing up Killer's too, and I was going to give it to the two of you at the same time but... I think you deserve this at the very least" he admitted. Breath caught in your throat, tears starting to build in appreciation. Kidd was horrible with words and emotions, but he knew metal. He knew exactly how hard he needed to work to regain your trust.

"It's 'pose ta represent me... giving my... uh... heart... to you. And Killer... as a promise," he tripped over his words, a deep blush flushing his pale face until he was nearly as red as his hair. You looked at him, letting the tears fall.

"Oi oi, do you not like it? I can change it! Just tell me! Why are you crying?" he frantically waved his metal arm in the air uselessly, trying not to reach out to touch you. You reached out to his flesh hand, covering the heart with your hand as you grasped his hand.

"It's beautiful, Kidd. I love you," you whispered. He blushed even harder, and looked down at the table.

"I love the both of you. I'm really fuckin' sorry about last night" he said quietly. You looked at Killer, who nodded in encouragement. The both of you stood, and made your way to the redhead.

You turned your back to him, moving your hair out of the way so he could clasp it.

"Put it on, then" you ordered. Kidd made a surprised sound and you heard Killer's hand clap on his shoulder. Kidd rose hesitantly, and draped it gently around your neck before using his powers to clasp the necklace. It hurt your neck too much to look down at it lying against your chest, so you brought it up to eye level, studying how the gears turned, hidden by crafted and intricate tubes and wires.

"It's incredible" you murmured. You turned around, letting yourself fall into Kidd's chest as you hugged him. You could feel him looking at Killer for permission, who rolled his eyes and hugged him too, careful of your neck and shoulder. You felt Kidd's arms wrap slowly around the both of you. The moment was sweet, but was interrupted by a loud growl from Kidd's stomach. You snorted and broke out into peals of laughter, pulling away from Kidd and Killer. You collapsed back into your chair, holding your stomach as Kidd growled at you to stop laughing as he blushed profusely again. Killer laughed as well as he went to retrieve and warm up both Kidd's and your plates.

Kidd sat back down in his chair with a huff, more energized after the hug. You smiled at him, before speaking seriously.

"Kidd... I can't forgive you yet, but I will eventually."

He ran a hand through his hair, looking at you sadly.

"Yeah. I'm a bastard, but I'm trying not to be to you. Just... let me know when you do?" he asked quietly. You nodded with a small smile, and his shoulder's collapsed as if a weight had been lifted off. He gave you a toothy grin.

"Just you fuckin wait. Imma be the the best boyfriend that'll build your trust up in no time" he boasted. You snorted before giggling.

"I can't wait" you said, honest through your laughter.

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Notes: Before asking, no I don't think there will ever be a second part to this, but you can certainly write your own (just tag me)! :) I have to finish other fics lmao.

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pros and cons

summary: the good, the bad, the ugly, perfectly curated into a pros and cons list

♡: reupload (but better now), some nsfw content is listed; MDNI, includes all characters with indications of a female reader!

black leg sanji

pros:

constantly wants to color coordinate your outfits together

let’s you pick meals at minimum once a week

very good kisser (he practiced with his pillow a lot before your first date)

he wants you to walk him like a dog

sanji never lets you forget how much you mean to him

always remembers important dates, birthdays, anniversaries, etc. 

remembers the little things and notices your absence (will often go to try and find you)

adapts to whatever love language you respond to 

cons:

the nicotine smell embeds into your sheets and clothes and is a pain in the ass to get out

yells for any minor inconvenience

occasionally too handsy

always finishes before you

major jealousy issues

is constantly horny

says he’s fine but he’s dying inside

doesn’t understand the concept of alone time and takes it personally if you ask to be by yourself

roronoa zoro

pros: 

the best napping partner

protective

is a softie but only with you

very emotionally intelligent 

gym trainer boyfriend

let’s you take the relationship at your own pace because he can’t be bothered 

loves to mark you and give you hickies

always makes sure you finish first 

cons: 

stinky (bro smells like sweat and steel)

does not have a single romantic bone in his body; you’ll literally have to teach him how to be a boyfriend

is extremely blunt 

snores super loud 

might fall asleep while you’re talking

you can no longer be friends with sanji 

doesn’t ask you to date him, just assumes you are together

gets upset when you can’t keep up with his drinking

monkey d luffy

pros: 

the best hugger 

extremely loyal to you

hides midnight snacks for both of you

lets you sit on the ship’s figurehead with him

king of silly sentimental gifts (hand-picked flower, cool rock, pretty seashell, that sort of thing)

always makes sure you’re included in conversations

shares his favorite foods with you

can always make you feel better

cons:

doesn’t know how to be quiet or whisper

never lets you win arguments

throws himself at you with no regard to his strength

no concept of personal space

rubs his boogers on you

accidentally makes fun of the noises you make during sex

will steal blankets from you while you’re asleep  

points out your pimples or zits 

usopp

pros: 

always finds a way to make you laugh

grows flowers for you

comforts you if you’re insecure

handmade gifts!!!!!!

brags about you to everyone

loves to show you off and tell stories about your adventures together

names special attacks after you

always lets you in on the pranks he pulls 

cons: 

is insecure

would sacrifice you to an enemy to protect himself

shows you bugs even if you’re afraid of them

incredibly awkward with all your firsts 

clammy hands

make jokes during arguments (it makes you madder and the cycle continues)

never tops

sometimes pranks you too 

cyborg franky

pros:

is always telling you how hot you are

can literally build/make you anything you desire

romantic (can be corny sometimes though)

so flirty with you

human refrigerator; occasionally lets you store things in there

introduces you like this: “and this is my super smokin’ hot girlfriend, OW” to anyone who will listen

protects you during fights

king of reassurance

cons:

messy

never wears pants

slaps your ass too hard since he’s half metal

dad jokes 24/7

you can’t compliment him without him doing a montage of poses

difficult to cuddle with (again he’s made of parts)

always busy fixing something on the ship

is constantly asking you if he can make you a cyborg too

nami

pros:

lets you take a few of her tangerines

immune to her reprimanding when something bad happens (most times)

extremely thoughtful gift giver

shares her money with you

cares deeply about you (don’t point it out though because then she’ll stop)

is always telling you how pretty you are

very good in bed

is more lenient with your allowance

cons:

pawns gifts you get her

bad communicator

critiques everything about you

can and will distance herself from you

charges you if you piss her off

talks about vivi way too much for having a whole other girlfriend

doesn’t apologize after fights even if she caused them

bullies you (with love)

nico robin

pros:

leaves you notes in books to find later

the voice of reason in your relationship

notices and compliments you on every little change you make (haircuts, style change, etc.)

extremely good listener

literally a human search engine; so smart you can ask her almost any question and she knows the answer

passionate lover; treats you like a god in bed

soft lips

spoils you in every way that she can

cons:

can make you feel dumb with her endless knowledge

will never say ‘i love you’ first

always tops (a possible pro depending on your preferences tbh)

has nightmares almost every night ):

closed off in the beginning of your relationship

franky hits on her (and you) all the time

rather be reading than with you

takes your relationship extremely slow

portgas d ace

pros:

can heat food up for you at any time day or night

loves pda

plans fun dates

probably says ‘i love you’ a million times a day

into body worship (both ways)

kills bugs for you

walk him like a dog, sis !

never says no to you

cons:

sweaty and greasy in the summer

farts and gives you a dutch oven

doesn’t take anything seriously

adhd moments

mommy AND daddy issues

likes to lay on top of you even though he’s huge and basically crushes you

talks with his mouth full

is loud in bed (because he enjoys it so much) and everyone can hear when you two have sex

sabo

pros:

another body worshipper

dragon claw fist. need i say more?

the best secret keeper

praises you

would actually bow down to you

very respectful, asked you to kiss on your first date

awkward but sensual lover

a loyal puppy

cons:

loves being right

sore winner & loser

cocky ass mf

talks about luffy and ace 24/7

never on time

bad temper

might catch on fire if he’s mad

loves to tease you (again, could be a pro depending on your preferences)

shanks

pros:

buys you anything you could ever want

good kisser

always showing you off

treats you like a queen

calls you his wife

very affectionate in public

another worshipper; does that thing where his kisses lead up from your hand to your shoulder

when he gets drunk and you try to kiss him, he pushes you away and says “get off me, i have a wife”

cons:

gets you riled up during the day

teases you all the time

can be unreliable

bad at flirting

drunk all the time

still makes jokes about his arm even though it’s been YEARS

lingering alcohol smell

pervert

trafalgar law

pros:

rarely cooks but always does for you when you’re sick

smells amazing all of the time

lets you do this eyeliner in the morning (based off this fanart)

is a victim of the ‘she fell first, he fell harder’ trope

gives you sound solutions to your problems

literally becomes addicted to you and can’t live without you

flusters easily, very shy

would shave his facial hair if you asked him to (please tell him to shave off that godforsaken beard)

cons:

very blunt

never talks about his feelings

grammar police

a virgin; he doesn’t know what to do but fakes confidence like he does (it makes your first time a bit awkward but just talk him through it, babe)

humbles you without meaning to

over explains if you broach a subject he likes

sassy

just stares at you when you try to flirt with him

eustass kid

pros:

scary boyfriend privilege

an absolute beast in bed

insanely good kisser

raspy morning voice

you get to use his boobies as a pillow

is very smart but kinda dumb

eats pussy like a starved man

will always save you some food (it’s how he shows he cares)

cons:

dramatic

hangs out with killer more than you

will put the milk carton back in the fridge even if it’s empty

you can never be mad at him or make him mad because he’s the biggest asshole ever

ignores you if you’re fighting

zones out while you’re talking

if you send him a long, thoughtful text, he’ll respond back with ‘k’

what’s his is his and what’s yours is his

donquixote rosinante

pros:

walk. him. like. a. dog.

possessive over you, especially around his brother

would protect you with his last dying breath

absolute romantic

probably writes you poems

gentle giant, is so careful and soft with you

amazing cook despite accidentally setting himself on fire

has the patience of a god, once again, because of his brother

cons:

clumsy

you have to keep a fire extinguisher with you at all times

you can’t get the smoke smell out of his clothes

he’s so tall you can’t kiss normally, he has to pick you up

whiny

silent treatment

covers up his farts with his devil fruit and you don’t realize it until it stinks

has really bad resting bitch face (literally goes from :| to :) in .03 seconds)

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one piece social media + dating feat: law

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CAPTAIN.KIIIID: break up

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OP Boys: Special Hugs (03)

Kid & Killer

(Short Scenarios)

WARNING: Kidd's part gets a lil NSFW. no need done, but suggestive.

Eustass "Captain" Kid.

♥︎ let's get one thing straight

♥︎ he doesn't do "hugs"

♥︎ no see he does this really creepy staring thing from a distance. He practically SENSES when you're in the room with him, and he turns his head and stares.

♥︎ he thinks he's subtle but he's really not

♥︎ what, you broke a knife? Here, have 20 more he made himself for this exact occasion. Why are you looking at him so weird? YOUR OLD KNIVES WERE TRASH ANYWAYS HIS ARE BETTER >:(

♥︎ also, weirdly specific way of flirting with insults that are actually compliments

♥︎ yeah, that energy.

♥︎ but fate leads to the weirdest shit, so..

"....a fucking sea-stone box."

"I tried to tell ya, Cap'n.."

Taking a look at your situation, there was no avoiding it. Your Captain just didn't listen to reason, it wasn't in his blood. Now, you were cramped against his chest in a tiny, sea stone box, that was only ever intended to hold him.

Not an extra human.

"Quit your damn squirmin." Kid grunted, flesh arm wrapping around you. It was pitch black, so neither of you knew where body parts were until you felt them out. "Tryna give you more room.." you muttered. Currently, you were awkwardly pressed against him: head just above his, hands on his shoulders, and legs resting on his. "No, you're tryna shove your tits into my face."

You could almost see the smirk with his words, "If I wanted my tits in your face, they'd be there! Now hush and let me move," you slowly twisted your body, hand grabbing his thigh for balance. His hand danced up your waist, half helping you turn your back to him.

"If I do this, you'll have more leg room." Which is something you figured he desperately needed, being damn near 6'5 and built like a tank, yet again, cramped in a tiny box that was sucking his energy.

"Mhm.. yeah. Yer gropin' my thigh, sweetie. 'S much as I love the energy, a box ain't the place we're gonna do this." You tightened your grip, chuckling out of pure annoyance: this absolute and utter piece of work-

"...Captain, for the love of all that's holy, shut the fuck up- please."

"So polite." He snickered, his lips now right next to your ear.

You successfully had your back against his chest now, knees brought up to your own, and dropped your head on them. You could hear Kid chuckling softly, his arm wrapping around your middle.

"The hell are you doing?" "Mmmmmmm...." He groaned in your ear.

Heat rushed up to your face. "What the hell?!" "Ya smell good." "Yeah well you smell like fuckin sweat so-"

He drew you closer, dropping his head ontop of yours, "when we get out of here.. so will you."

Long story short, if Kid had known what it'd take to get you so flustered and in his arms was to put you both in a cramped space.. well, let's just say this isn't the last time.

"Massacre Solider" Killer

• it takes a lot for Killer to get touchy Feely.

• Contrare to his captain's kinda horny love, his is, way more subtle. (Mostly because, thanks to the mask, you can't see him watching you.)

• when he decides he wants to try himself with you, he starts popping up. Everywhere.

• You're genuinely surprised he hasn't popped up while you're showering at this point

• however, Killer does have a weakness, being from the south blue. And that's the cold.

• see, you're from the north blue. You're used to it.. and so..

"...you're bundled up-"

"And youre.. not."

You quirked a brow, eyeing your Vice Captain. He was currently dressed in three of the puffiest jackets you'd ever laid eyes on, an ear flap hat over his mask, gloves, and the fuzziest pants ever. Meanwhile, you were dressed in a simple jacket, boots, regular jeans, and gloves.

"Ya look.. fluffy." You could almost swear he was still shivering a bit. "...Killer, you can head back inside. I've got the watch."

He shook his head, "'s better to have two people on watch." "In some cases, sure, but when the second person is so cold they're dressed like an old lady.."

You watched the blonde tense, "...I don't understand how you're not cold." You snickered, shaking your head. Snow was beginning to fall from the sky- you'd long since entered a winter biome. "I am cold, but not that cold."

"You're insane." "I think the same about you South Blue folk in the heat. North Blue folk are built for the cold."

Killer shook his head again, joining you in leaning over the rail.

"...you've been out here for a while. Let me take over." Killer said. He was right, but if he was the next in line.. "Thanks, killer, but I'll stay out here with you."

"Go inside. You're not dressed properly for this cold."

"Did you not listen to a word of what I just said- I'm built for this-"

"Did you not listen to what your Vice Captain just told you?"

"Sorry, don't see him. I do see a cold, stubborn child." You were careful not to use the term kid.

"."

"..."

"......"

"You're worse than Kid."

"I'll take that at face value and be insulted."

He sighed, "impossible."

A few hours later, you both were switching shifts with Heat and Wire. Walking into the kitchen, you stretched, watching Killer de-layer by the fire. A smirk tugged at your lips as you approached the masked man from behind, staring over his shoulder.

"The caterpillar emerges from its cocoon!" "Shut." He grumbled, removing his gloves last. His hands looked tenser than usual, likely because of the cold. So hatched your master plan of..

Grabbing his hands, and engulfing them with your own, and lifting them both to rest at your neck. Because of his mask, you couldn't see what he felt: but oh, if you could, this man was panicking.

Finally, he mustered, "...you're a human heater."

"That I am! Besides, neck, underarms, and .. between the thighs are the warmest part on any human. Thought you'd know that."

Silence. His fingers flexed and tightened at your shoulders, before, without warning, he had you picked up and thrown over his shoulder, stalking down the halls.

"EH? KILLER-" before you knew it, he'd thrown open the door to his room, tossed you on the bed, and quickly yanked a blanket over you both, snuggling into bed without even taking his boots off.

"...do I wann-" "...you're my personal heater. So sleep."

Well, he's wanted to do that for a while regardless.. holding you in his arms, lay on top of you.. the occasion was just too perfect not to throw rank around a bit.

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The way I would read the shit out of a angst to comfort killer x kid x reader where reader has a sub drop / anxiety attack after sex because Kid doesn’t do aftercare after a ROUGH session and Killer tried to do it on his own but he can’t be a stand in for Kid.

Then Kid is a real asshole about it and thinks reader is weak or at least says something mean and yeah.

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feral ~ marco x reader

2,900 words | f!reader | nsfw

a/n: @secretsnailor it's here and i hope it's filthy enough for you, truly deserving to be posted in kinktober! your ideas are immaculate and i'm so honored you let me bring them to life in this story!!

masterlist

“Next, yoi.”

“No.” Your eyes scan the page, “I’m not done yet.” Marco groans, head falling back against the headboard, “Don’t make that sound, you wanted to read my book.”

It wasn’t often the Whitebeard Pirates would find themselves welcomed, let alone celebrated, on an island. But whenever they would drop by Sphinx Island, it was always to a community with open arms.

Marco and the First Division had been sent to the island for its monthly supply donation. There had been whispers of an impending attack, and Pops wanted to make sure he had his best there to protect the island he once called home.

Which is how you found yourself at a cozy little inn that was usually reserved for when the Whitebeard Pirates were in town.

“I didn’t know you’d be such a slow reader.”

“Not all of us are big fancy doctors.” You tease, eyes turning to the next page, “Now quit talking or I’ll take even longer.”

The novel you had picked up at the market was interesting. There was adventure, romance, and betrayal. It had captivated you from the start. Something that didn’t go unnoticed by Marco, who demanded you sit in his lap so he could read over your shoulder.

But it seemed his interest had weaned when every minute or so Marco would have to sit and wait an extra few while you finished the page. Which was fine the first few times, but when you had gotten a couple chapters deep, Marco couldn’t hide his boredom.

You hear another sigh escape his lips and feel as he sinks further into the bed. You think he might have just fallen asleep but then there’s a tickle at your feet.

Peeking over the top of your book you spot his tail flicking back and forth, brushing against your calf.

It wasn’t uncommon for his Zoan powers to casually come out. Sometimes you wonder if he even realizes it. Not that the Phoenix flames ever hurt, more of a comforting warmth they provided.

His cheek nuzzles against your neck. Readjusting the hold on your book, you free up a hand to wrap around and run through his hair.

“You plan on finishing that tonight?” He murmurs, a soft kiss against the shell of your ear and his hands tightening around your stomach.

You flip to the next page, “Not if you keep distracting me.”

“I think your eyes could use a break.” His lips trail down to your neck, “Don’t want you straining them and needing glasses.”

“Something you probably know a lot about.” Marco smirks at the tremble in your voice.

He pulls the book from your hands, tossing it to the floor “I am a doctor after all.”

“I- I was reading that!” You protest halfheartedly, trying to sit up.

But Marco pulls you back against his chest, one hand wrapped around your thigh that he throws over his leg to spread you wide. You squirm as his other hand trails down your stomach, not wasting any time to slip into your pants.

“Oh?” His fingers slip between your wet floods, “I didn’t think it was that kind of book.”

You can feel the blood rush to your cheeks. No, it wasn’t the book that’s had you on edge all night. Your free leg tries to curl inward but suddenly his flamed tail that’s been trailing against your skin wraps tightly around and pulls it back.

With one leg gripped by his fingers and the other held back by a heated tail, there’s not much you can do but accept his ministrations. A thumb rubbing gentle circles while a finger dips inside your heat.

“Marcoo.” You whine, turning your head towards his with a pout on your lips.

But Marco ignores you, never one to give into your begging and pathetic crying. He continues the slow build of pleasure you feel, enjoying the sight of you squirming in his lap. Not to mention the zaps and tingles that shoots up his spine when your ass presses against him just right.

“Ahh!” He presses two fingers deep inside, rubbing against your walls. Your hand involuntary shoots out, trying to find something to tether you to earth, and then your fingers twist around his tail.

Marco can’t hold back his choked gasp at the sudden shock of pleasure. It wasn’t long after you discovered some of his more sensitive spots, that you stared using the knowledge to your advantage.

He ruts against your ass when his tail involuntary unwraps from your leg, as if it seems more interested in any playful touches you might off.

“Marco.” You pant breathlessly, tickling your breasts with the end of his tail. Nipples hardening under the sensations.

He grunts, redoubling his effort and adding another finger. The stretch burns as you cry out, trying to meet his movements with your hips.

Marco’s lips tickle the shell of your ear, “Heh, don’t stop yoi.” He murmurs before nibbling your ear between his teeth.

A shiver runs down your spine, and you tighten the grip on his tail. A warmth spreads from your hands throughout your body, the Tori Tori no Mei’s fire providing a comfort that’s in direct contrast to the unforgiving pace Marco’s fingers are plunging into your cunt.

“I’m gonna cum!” You try to reach for his hands, unsure if you want to slow down his movements or encourage them. But you don’t get the chance when his tail’s golden rings wrap themselves around your forearms, trapping them to your chest and leaving you at his mercy.

Your body freezes, before catapulting into pleasure with convulsions racking you and fluttering around Marco’s fingers that continue to pull every drop out of you.

His arms and tail hold you tight against his chest while you tremor with aftershocks. A squelching noise fills the room when he pulls his fingers from your sopping cunt.

While the edge of your vision is a little blurred, you can see his hand raised in front of you, his thumb rubbing against his fingers soaked with your wetness. He continues to fiddle with his fingers, and you wonder if he’s just examining his handiwork or trying to make you squirm.

“You good for more?” He asks, receiving a hum of agreement from you.

But that isn’t good enough for Marco, his wet hand grasping your face to turn towards his head, “Answer me, yoi.” He commands, slipping a thumb into your mouth that immediately overwhelms your sense with you taste.

“Yesth.” You mumbled around his digit, starring up with wide innocent eyes, but letting your tongue indecently twirl and suck off your slick.

A crooked grin stretches across Marco’s face. He extracts his hand from your mouth, using it to remove the glasses on his nose that have fogged up a little before tossing them on the little table beside the be.

You haven’t moved, still staring at his profile, soaking in the sight of the little flush across his cheek. Feeling how desperate he is against your ass and the rapid beating of his heart behind you.

He turns his attention back to you, and with his glasses out of the way you can see how wide his pupils are blown with desire.

“Well?” He raises a brow.

You get the picture and scramble out of his lap, pulling your shirt off in the process and shuffling out of your pants. Just as your sliding your panties down and are about to toss them in the pile of discarded clothing Marco’s hand grabs your wrist.

He loves the way your nose scrunches and you make that face as you hand over your soaked panties, “Can’t let them go to waste, yoi.”

“You’re such a freak.”

Marco grins, inhaling your sweet scent, always making sure you cum at least once fully dressed so he can indulge in this little perversion of his, “Only for you, love.” He tosses the scrap of lace onto the floor, “Now turn.” He motions with a little twirl of his finger.

You bite the inside of your cheek, complying as you situate yourself on the bed, legs folded under you in between his legs with your back to him.

A warmth tickles at your back, starting right above your ass and slowly trailing up to your shoulders, back and forth lulling you into a haze as you sink into the bed.

But then your world is quickly shifted as you’re shoved tits first into the mattress. You can feel the bed shift and creak as Marco raises himself to his knees. He still has a hand pressed between your shoulder effectively trapping you. His other hand digs into the flesh of your ass, giving it a light smack.

“What a sight.” Marco mutters, and you can hear the teasing in his voice when he pulls on your cheek, getting a peak at your cunt that’s desperate to be filled.

You squirm under him trying to find a comfortable position. But it’s no use with the pressure on your back. And Marco smirks to himself when you come to that realization, eventually giving up with your pathetic fidgeting.

Turning your face with a cheek smushed into the blankets, your peek over your shoulder with a pout, “Please Marco?”

“You’re being quite sweet tonight.” He smirks, “That desperate for my cock, eh?”

You huff, annoyed with his teasing. And rather than indulge him, you flick your eyes at the wall waiting for him to continue.

“Don’t be like that, yoi.” He removes his hand from your ass, “I’ll give you what you want.”

You can hear the clinking of his belt and shuffling of fabric as he pushes down his pants just enough for his cock to spring out.

You can’t stop yourself stealing a look back at the glorious sight. Precum already drooling from the top as Marco wraps a hand around the base and giving a few tugs to ease the tension building in his groin.

He catches you looking with a smug grin and wastes no time to line himself up at your aching entrance. Marco can feel how your desperate cunt is trying to suck him in even as he slides himself along your wet folds, catching at the little nub in the front.

“Ughh.” A deep groan vibrates in your chest, and you have to clench your fingers around the blankets to relive the pent-up frustration with his slow pace.

But Marco pays you no mind, eyes fixated on the way the head of his cock pushes into you. How he can feel the suckling of your walls, eager to be filled with his length. Inch by agonizing inch until he’s bottomed out completely. His hand is resting on your hips while his other still holds you down.

“C’mon.” You whine, trying to entice any movement from him with a wiggle of your ass.

“You want it that bad?” You just nod your head, thoughts a little scattered with how good he’s stretching you out, “Then get to it.” His hands leave your body, and you can only blink when you realize you’re free to do as you please.

Looking over your shoulder you see his hands are behind his head and there’s a shit eating grin on his face, with his stupid tail flicking happily behind, “Marcoo.” You pout. This isn’t exactly what you had in mind.

“Don’t be lazy, yoi.” His hips thrust slightly, cock kissing at the end of your tight channel and eliciting a gasp. But when he stops there, it’s clear that’s all he’s going to give you.

Your brows pinch as you raise yourself up to your hands, not without an annoyed grumble, before shifting your hips forward and slamming them back against his. The delicious slide of his cock against your walls is enough to distract you from the irritation you feel that you have to do this all yourself.

“That’s it, keep going.”

“Shut up.” You spit, but there’s not much heat to it as the pleasure builds with every roll of your hips. His fat cock is more than enough to have you teetering on the edge again. The angle brushing against thatspot with every thrust.

You can feel exhaustion seeping into your arms as you continue to your movements but ignore it in favor reaching higher and higher to that peak. And just when you’ve found the perfect rhythm, Marco cants his hips, throwing off your tempo in best way possible.

Crying out, you collapse forward, almost causing Marco to slip out had it not been for a hand slipping under you to hold you up. But out of the corner of your eye you realize it’s not a hand.

Wrapped under your belly is a flamed wing, long enough that it spans around your back, entire lower half engulfed in warmth. One of your hand grasps at the blankets as Marco guides your hips in a slow roll, stuffing the fabric in your mouth when you feel tears gathering in your eyes, a muffled moan escaping you in tandem with the clenching of your cunt.

“Tsk.” Marco reprimands in disappointment, “Let me hear, yoi.” Accentuating with a harsh thrust earning another stifled cry on your end.

You hate how loud he can get you to be. It’s annoying on the ship because you know the rest of the crew can hear, but on this little island? The citizens don’t deserve to listen to your viscous fucking.

Suddenly you’re pulled upright, another one of his flamed wings wrapping across your chest so your flush against him, “What did I just say?” He demands in your ear, never once stopping the brutal pace.

You try to cover your mouth before your next whimper escapes, but his wing stops you, trapping both your arms to your side. You have no choice but to accept his deep and pounding movements while wrapped up in his flamed wings.

The overwhelming warmth of his fire and building heat in your core are almost unbearable to process, and there’s nothing you can do but take every thrust and bite against your neck.

“Ahh, Marco!” You cry out when he sinks his teeth into your shoulder.

“That’s it.” He mutters, reenergized by your cries and moans, picking up speed with every little noise that falls from you lips.

You suck you lips inward, trying desperately not to scream out with the impending pleasure you can feel yourself teetering on. But it’s futile when you feel a tickling between your legs. Just barely able to see over Marco’s flames you spot his tail slithering around your thigh and towards your cunt.

But it’s when you feel it tickle at the little bundle of nerves that you really exploded.

Unable to hold back any longer, your body convulses from your orgasm and a sob rips from your throat while Marco continues his feral pace, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he can while he empties his own into you.

You think you’re about to black out when his wings unwrap from around you and your body falls forward. You can feel Marco’s release drooling out and down your legs.

And just as you’re getting your breathing under control, you feel Marco press his face right into your cunt, loudly slurping up the mess you two made.

“Ahh!” You squeak, too oversensitive from your orgasm, and you try to escape but you’re pulled back flush against his face while he gets his fill. Sucking your clit into his mouth and rolling his tongue against the delicate muscle that has you hurling into a third orgasm for the night.

You’re not sure what follows next, too fucked out to really process anything else.

There’s shifting on the bed, a warm towel running up and down your legs, soft murmurs in your ear.

When your eyes do flutter open again, you’re tucked under the blankets and snuggled against a hard chest with an arm wrapped around you. Blinking in the dim light you spot a few feathers scattered on the bed.

“Marco.” You mumble, reaching out to pick one up between your fingers, “What’s this?”

“Heh, might have made a little mess.”

You turn in his hold to see Marco is laying against a tattered pillow, but what’s more alarming is the claw marks in the headboard behind, no doubt from his taloned feet.

“What the fuck!” You exclaim, surprised at the sudden burst of energy, but more concerned about the state of the room as you realize most of the linens are ripped and you just hope there isn’t any damage to the wall.

“Eh.” Marco says, barely paying you any mind, “Don’t worry, Pops will pay for it.”

Your eyes bulge at the casualness of his tone, “Like hell he will! He doesn’t need to know about this! I mean what the fuck-” You cut yourself off when you realize he isn’t paying attention, eyes still focused on what’s in his hands, “Are you reading my book?”

“And I’m getting to the good part.” He flips a page before meeting your furious glare with a smile, “Now quiet down, yoi. If you’re good, I’ll read it out loud.”

You hold his stare with an annoyed pout before giving in with a sigh and curling back to his chest, “Fine, but you better go back to where I left off.”

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feral ~ marco x reader

2,900 words | f!reader | nsfw

a/n: @secretsnailor it's here and i hope it's filthy enough for you, truly deserving to be posted in kinktober! your ideas are immaculate and i'm so honored you let me bring them to life in this story!!

masterlist

“Next, yoi.”

“No.” Your eyes scan the page, “I’m not done yet.” Marco groans, head falling back against the headboard, “Don’t make that sound, you wanted to read my book.”

It wasn’t often the Whitebeard Pirates would find themselves welcomed, let alone celebrated, on an island. But whenever they would drop by Sphinx Island, it was always to a community with open arms.

Marco and the First Division had been sent to the island for its monthly supply donation. There had been whispers of an impending attack, and Pops wanted to make sure he had his best there to protect the island he once called home.

Which is how you found yourself at a cozy little inn that was usually reserved for when the Whitebeard Pirates were in town.

“I didn’t know you’d be such a slow reader.”

“Not all of us are big fancy doctors.” You tease, eyes turning to the next page, “Now quit talking or I’ll take even longer.”

The novel you had picked up at the market was interesting. There was adventure, romance, and betrayal. It had captivated you from the start. Something that didn’t go unnoticed by Marco, who demanded you sit in his lap so he could read over your shoulder.

But it seemed his interest had weaned when every minute or so Marco would have to sit and wait an extra few while you finished the page. Which was fine the first few times, but when you had gotten a couple chapters deep, Marco couldn’t hide his boredom.

You hear another sigh escape his lips and feel as he sinks further into the bed. You think he might have just fallen asleep but then there’s a tickle at your feet.

Peeking over the top of your book you spot his tail flicking back and forth, brushing against your calf.

It wasn’t uncommon for his Zoan powers to casually come out. Sometimes you wonder if he even realizes it. Not that the Phoenix flames ever hurt, more of a comforting warmth they provided.

His cheek nuzzles against your neck. Readjusting the hold on your book, you free up a hand to wrap around and run through his hair.

“You plan on finishing that tonight?” He murmurs, a soft kiss against the shell of your ear and his hands tightening around your stomach.

You flip to the next page, “Not if you keep distracting me.”

“I think your eyes could use a break.” His lips trail down to your neck, “Don’t want you straining them and needing glasses.”

“Something you probably know a lot about.” Marco smirks at the tremble in your voice.

He pulls the book from your hands, tossing it to the floor “I am a doctor after all.”

“I- I was reading that!” You protest halfheartedly, trying to sit up.

But Marco pulls you back against his chest, one hand wrapped around your thigh that he throws over his leg to spread you wide. You squirm as his other hand trails down your stomach, not wasting any time to slip into your pants.

“Oh?” His fingers slip between your wet floods, “I didn’t think it was that kind of book.”

You can feel the blood rush to your cheeks. No, it wasn’t the book that’s had you on edge all night. Your free leg tries to curl inward but suddenly his flamed tail that’s been trailing against your skin wraps tightly around and pulls it back.

With one leg gripped by his fingers and the other held back by a heated tail, there’s not much you can do but accept his ministrations. A thumb rubbing gentle circles while a finger dips inside your heat.

“Marcoo.” You whine, turning your head towards his with a pout on your lips.

But Marco ignores you, never one to give into your begging and pathetic crying. He continues the slow build of pleasure you feel, enjoying the sight of you squirming in his lap. Not to mention the zaps and tingles that shoots up his spine when your ass presses against him just right.

“Ahh!” He presses two fingers deep inside, rubbing against your walls. Your hand involuntary shoots out, trying to find something to tether you to earth, and then your fingers twist around his tail.

Marco can’t hold back his choked gasp at the sudden shock of pleasure. It wasn’t long after you discovered some of his more sensitive spots, that you stared using the knowledge to your advantage.

He ruts against your ass when his tail involuntary unwraps from your leg, as if it seems more interested in any playful touches you might off.

“Marco.” You pant breathlessly, tickling your breasts with the end of his tail. Nipples hardening under the sensations.

He grunts, redoubling his effort and adding another finger. The stretch burns as you cry out, trying to meet his movements with your hips.

Marco’s lips tickle the shell of your ear, “Heh, don’t stop yoi.” He murmurs before nibbling your ear between his teeth.

A shiver runs down your spine, and you tighten the grip on his tail. A warmth spreads from your hands throughout your body, the Tori Tori no Mei’s fire providing a comfort that’s in direct contrast to the unforgiving pace Marco’s fingers are plunging into your cunt.

“I’m gonna cum!” You try to reach for his hands, unsure if you want to slow down his movements or encourage them. But you don’t get the chance when his tail’s golden rings wrap themselves around your forearms, trapping them to your chest and leaving you at his mercy.

Your body freezes, before catapulting into pleasure with convulsions racking you and fluttering around Marco’s fingers that continue to pull every drop out of you.

His arms and tail hold you tight against his chest while you tremor with aftershocks. A squelching noise fills the room when he pulls his fingers from your sopping cunt.

While the edge of your vision is a little blurred, you can see his hand raised in front of you, his thumb rubbing against his fingers soaked with your wetness. He continues to fiddle with his fingers, and you wonder if he’s just examining his handiwork or trying to make you squirm.

“You good for more?” He asks, receiving a hum of agreement from you.

But that isn’t good enough for Marco, his wet hand grasping your face to turn towards his head, “Answer me, yoi.” He commands, slipping a thumb into your mouth that immediately overwhelms your sense with you taste.

“Yesth.” You mumbled around his digit, starring up with wide innocent eyes, but letting your tongue indecently twirl and suck off your slick.

A crooked grin stretches across Marco’s face. He extracts his hand from your mouth, using it to remove the glasses on his nose that have fogged up a little before tossing them on the little table beside the be.

You haven’t moved, still staring at his profile, soaking in the sight of the little flush across his cheek. Feeling how desperate he is against your ass and the rapid beating of his heart behind you.

He turns his attention back to you, and with his glasses out of the way you can see how wide his pupils are blown with desire.

“Well?” He raises a brow.

You get the picture and scramble out of his lap, pulling your shirt off in the process and shuffling out of your pants. Just as your sliding your panties down and are about to toss them in the pile of discarded clothing Marco’s hand grabs your wrist.

He loves the way your nose scrunches and you make that face as you hand over your soaked panties, “Can’t let them go to waste, yoi.”

“You’re such a freak.”

Marco grins, inhaling your sweet scent, always making sure you cum at least once fully dressed so he can indulge in this little perversion of his, “Only for you, love.” He tosses the scrap of lace onto the floor, “Now turn.” He motions with a little twirl of his finger.

You bite the inside of your cheek, complying as you situate yourself on the bed, legs folded under you in between his legs with your back to him.

A warmth tickles at your back, starting right above your ass and slowly trailing up to your shoulders, back and forth lulling you into a haze as you sink into the bed.

But then your world is quickly shifted as you’re shoved tits first into the mattress. You can feel the bed shift and creak as Marco raises himself to his knees. He still has a hand pressed between your shoulder effectively trapping you. His other hand digs into the flesh of your ass, giving it a light smack.

“What a sight.” Marco mutters, and you can hear the teasing in his voice when he pulls on your cheek, getting a peak at your cunt that’s desperate to be filled.

You squirm under him trying to find a comfortable position. But it’s no use with the pressure on your back. And Marco smirks to himself when you come to that realization, eventually giving up with your pathetic fidgeting.

Turning your face with a cheek smushed into the blankets, your peek over your shoulder with a pout, “Please Marco?”

“You’re being quite sweet tonight.” He smirks, “That desperate for my cock, eh?”

You huff, annoyed with his teasing. And rather than indulge him, you flick your eyes at the wall waiting for him to continue.

“Don’t be like that, yoi.” He removes his hand from your ass, “I’ll give you what you want.”

You can hear the clinking of his belt and shuffling of fabric as he pushes down his pants just enough for his cock to spring out.

You can’t stop yourself stealing a look back at the glorious sight. Precum already drooling from the top as Marco wraps a hand around the base and giving a few tugs to ease the tension building in his groin.

He catches you looking with a smug grin and wastes no time to line himself up at your aching entrance. Marco can feel how your desperate cunt is trying to suck him in even as he slides himself along your wet folds, catching at the little nub in the front.

“Ughh.” A deep groan vibrates in your chest, and you have to clench your fingers around the blankets to relive the pent-up frustration with his slow pace.

But Marco pays you no mind, eyes fixated on the way the head of his cock pushes into you. How he can feel the suckling of your walls, eager to be filled with his length. Inch by agonizing inch until he’s bottomed out completely. His hand is resting on your hips while his other still holds you down.

“C’mon.” You whine, trying to entice any movement from him with a wiggle of your ass.

“You want it that bad?” You just nod your head, thoughts a little scattered with how good he’s stretching you out, “Then get to it.” His hands leave your body, and you can only blink when you realize you’re free to do as you please.

Looking over your shoulder you see his hands are behind his head and there’s a shit eating grin on his face, with his stupid tail flicking happily behind, “Marcoo.” You pout. This isn’t exactly what you had in mind.

“Don’t be lazy, yoi.” His hips thrust slightly, cock kissing at the end of your tight channel and eliciting a gasp. But when he stops there, it’s clear that’s all he’s going to give you.

Your brows pinch as you raise yourself up to your hands, not without an annoyed grumble, before shifting your hips forward and slamming them back against his. The delicious slide of his cock against your walls is enough to distract you from the irritation you feel that you have to do this all yourself.

“That’s it, keep going.”

“Shut up.” You spit, but there’s not much heat to it as the pleasure builds with every roll of your hips. His fat cock is more than enough to have you teetering on the edge again. The angle brushing against thatspot with every thrust.

You can feel exhaustion seeping into your arms as you continue to your movements but ignore it in favor reaching higher and higher to that peak. And just when you’ve found the perfect rhythm, Marco cants his hips, throwing off your tempo in best way possible.

Crying out, you collapse forward, almost causing Marco to slip out had it not been for a hand slipping under you to hold you up. But out of the corner of your eye you realize it’s not a hand.

Wrapped under your belly is a flamed wing, long enough that it spans around your back, entire lower half engulfed in warmth. One of your hand grasps at the blankets as Marco guides your hips in a slow roll, stuffing the fabric in your mouth when you feel tears gathering in your eyes, a muffled moan escaping you in tandem with the clenching of your cunt.

“Tsk.” Marco reprimands in disappointment, “Let me hear, yoi.” Accentuating with a harsh thrust earning another stifled cry on your end.

You hate how loud he can get you to be. It’s annoying on the ship because you know the rest of the crew can hear, but on this little island? The citizens don’t deserve to listen to your viscous fucking.

Suddenly you’re pulled upright, another one of his flamed wings wrapping across your chest so your flush against him, “What did I just say?” He demands in your ear, never once stopping the brutal pace.

You try to cover your mouth before your next whimper escapes, but his wing stops you, trapping both your arms to your side. You have no choice but to accept his deep and pounding movements while wrapped up in his flamed wings.

The overwhelming warmth of his fire and building heat in your core are almost unbearable to process, and there’s nothing you can do but take every thrust and bite against your neck.

“Ahh, Marco!” You cry out when he sinks his teeth into your shoulder.

“That’s it.” He mutters, reenergized by your cries and moans, picking up speed with every little noise that falls from you lips.

You suck you lips inward, trying desperately not to scream out with the impending pleasure you can feel yourself teetering on. But it’s futile when you feel a tickling between your legs. Just barely able to see over Marco’s flames you spot his tail slithering around your thigh and towards your cunt.

But it’s when you feel it tickle at the little bundle of nerves that you really exploded.

Unable to hold back any longer, your body convulses from your orgasm and a sob rips from your throat while Marco continues his feral pace, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he can while he empties his own into you.

You think you’re about to black out when his wings unwrap from around you and your body falls forward. You can feel Marco’s release drooling out and down your legs.

And just as you’re getting your breathing under control, you feel Marco press his face right into your cunt, loudly slurping up the mess you two made.

“Ahh!” You squeak, too oversensitive from your orgasm, and you try to escape but you’re pulled back flush against his face while he gets his fill. Sucking your clit into his mouth and rolling his tongue against the delicate muscle that has you hurling into a third orgasm for the night.

You’re not sure what follows next, too fucked out to really process anything else.

There’s shifting on the bed, a warm towel running up and down your legs, soft murmurs in your ear.

When your eyes do flutter open again, you’re tucked under the blankets and snuggled against a hard chest with an arm wrapped around you. Blinking in the dim light you spot a few feathers scattered on the bed.

“Marco.” You mumble, reaching out to pick one up between your fingers, “What’s this?”

“Heh, might have made a little mess.”

You turn in his hold to see Marco is laying against a tattered pillow, but what’s more alarming is the claw marks in the headboard behind, no doubt from his taloned feet.

“What the fuck!” You exclaim, surprised at the sudden burst of energy, but more concerned about the state of the room as you realize most of the linens are ripped and you just hope there isn’t any damage to the wall.

“Eh.” Marco says, barely paying you any mind, “Don’t worry, Pops will pay for it.”

Your eyes bulge at the casualness of his tone, “Like hell he will! He doesn’t need to know about this! I mean what the fuck-” You cut yourself off when you realize he isn’t paying attention, eyes still focused on what’s in his hands, “Are you reading my book?”

“And I’m getting to the good part.” He flips a page before meeting your furious glare with a smile, “Now quiet down, yoi. If you’re good, I’ll read it out loud.”

You hold his stare with an annoyed pout before giving in with a sigh and curling back to his chest, “Fine, but you better go back to where I left off.”

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Can you do a yandere marco where he finds out the female he kidnapped nests for comfort and his male bird instincts kick in of gathering things for her nest and bringing her food and gifts to convince her that he’s the perfect mate for her please

I don't write female reader. I hope you still enjoy this though!

Marco x GN Reader SFW YANDERE THEMES

You missed your island, your home, your life.

You’d heard the Whitebeard Pirates were kind people, they protected places, your home included.

But you had no idea you’d have caught the eye of the commander of the first division, nor did you think you’d have ended up in this room, far away from everything and everyone you’d known and loved.

He’d said something about what if we stopped protecting your island? And you’d taken it very much the threat it had been intended and had gone with Marco without a second thought. 

You hated your situation but you had a feeling you’d have been snatched by the zoan regardless of your answer and at least this way you wouldn’t feel the guilt of being the reason your home and friends would have been doomed.

The boat swayed in the storm brewing out on the sea, only a little, enough to lull you into feeling sleepy. The first time you’d truly let exhaustion overcome you and sleep fill you.

You grabbed up all the blankets you could find, making a comfy nest on the bed, just wanting to bundle up and be warm, seeking desperately the comfort the softness around could provide.

Grasping at anything to help you feel less terrified.

You were fluffing up pillows when the door opened and you glanced over your shoulder fearfully, seeing the tall blond and that growing lazy smile into a lop-sided smirk as his piercing blue eyes focused on what you were doing. He clicked his tongue and tilted his head to one side.

“Making a nest little bird?” He asked and stepped closer, shutting and locking the door behind him before he looked at the set up.

“Not a nest,” You mumbled and gripped the sheet, feeling instantly uneasy in the presence of the zoan. Who tutted before letting out a light-hearted chuckle, like he hadn’t forced you here against your will.

His birdbrain was running a mile a minute, this was his mate and he needed to provide for them.

He started to move around the room, going for a large chest in the corner and pulling out even more blankets, getting on the bed with you he started to arrange them.

You watched with wide eyes as he trilled under his breath, happy to be helping make a nest for him and his mate. You flinched when he turned to look at you again, eyes half-lided as he encroached on your personal space, pinning you against the headboard.

“This will be perfect yoi.” He hummed and leaned down, whispering into your ear about what a pretty little mate you were for him. You felt his hot breath on your ear and you felt a tremble overtake your body, feeling his hand under your chin.

Marco pulled away, tilting your chin up and looking down his nose at your terrified expression, the grin spreading across his face, a feral look on his face. “Mine.” 

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i think it's important for most people's mental health to have a space where they can safely and unashamedly express being horny and i don't mean milquetoast tongue-in-cheek "oh step on me mommy" jokes or whatever i mean capital h Horny

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Transformers thoughts

Since cybertronians are silver as protoforms and gain color later in life, does that mean silver ones like Megatron have the cybertronian equivalent of a babyface?

Did Megatron ever find himself in a situation where a bartender asked THE LORD OF THE DECEPTICONS to show his ID because they thought Megs didn't look old enough to drink!?

This randomly occurred to me and I can't stop thinking about it.

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You Tell OP Men “Whip it Out For Me”

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Ft. Zoro, Sanji, Luffy, Ace, Kid, Law

Zoro

He hates you sm

You ask him this like twice a week while he is just relaxing but it always shocks him when you say it

Today he finally just wanted to entertain you because he was bored

“Whip out your tits and I’ll whip out my Dick how about that?”

Face is completely red and he’s screaming “AY AY AYYY!” grabbing your hands as you shrug and prepare to plop your boob out on the deck

Sanji

Poor baby whips out his lighter in confusion

“Y/N, you smoke?”

“That’s not what I meant. Whip it out for me.”

He squints his eyes still confused until you point at his crotch

Man malfunctions, —a woman??!!! Wanting to see his Dick?! —-but he’s a good boy and begins to unzip his pants right in the kitchen

You contemplated stopping him and telling him it’s just a joke but you’re a pervert and so you let him do it

You were just about to see his pretty tip until Luffy came screaming in about meat

Sanji quickly rezips his pants with blush on his face telling you you can see it later

You did

Luffy

Doesn’t have a clue wtf you’re talking about

“Whip what?”

“It.”

“What’s the ‘it’?”

You even point at his crotch and he does look inside but he finds nothing

“Nevermind—“

“No! Wait! What’s the ‘it’—-you know what I’ll ask Nami—“

“NO PLEASE—“

Ace

“Like…right here on the table?”

“Yes.”

This mf does exactly what this gif does^ and smiles with glee even though the table almost catches on fire

Doesn’t understand why you walked away annoyed

Follows you all day asking what you really meant

Sabo

You actually just point at his Dick

He looks at it and for some reason palms it as if he didn’t know he had one

The print is beautiful btw you couldn’t look away

“Y/N, my dear I don’t think it would be safe for me to do that.”

“Why? It’s Just Us, Dragon is busy for the day.”

“That’s the issue.”

“How?”

“Remember last time?”

He fucked you last time he did it.

Shanks

Does it.

You just stare at it

And he stares at you like :D

“It’s huge.”

“I know right…wanna touch it?”

“Get the hell away from me, Shanks.”

“PLEASE!—“

Kid

He is confused and gets immediately annoyed and whips out an unfinished contraption he made a while ago and plops it on your lap

“The hell is this.”

“The damn it you wanted me to whip out so you can leave me alone.”

Law

“Get out.”

“Whip it out first.”

“Why do you do this.”

“Just a Peak.”

“NO!”

“I’ll suck it under your desk while you work.”

….

….

“Mayb—-no, Get out.”

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You Tell Them: “I Want My Pussy Ate”

Ft. Zoro, Sanji, Law, Ace, Mihawk, Shanks, Luffy, Kid, Corazon

Black Fem Reader in Mind

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Mihawk

Glances at you then back at his book.

“Is there anything else you desire?…or did you have more to share?”

You have no answer because you know you’re not getting that.

Zoro

He turns like this^ and say

“And I want my cock sucked.”

Gets flustered like a mf when you actually crawl between his legs with a blank face ready to go

Sanji

He already ate it this morning

Blood spats out for a second but he covers his nose with his hands and just stare at you

“J-just give me a moment and I’ll tend to you, my love!” He rushes to Chopper and nearly fell in the process

Law

He slams his pen on the desk and just sighs in annoyance with the most irritated glare trying to hide his blush because he most definitely thought about doing it right when you said it

You do this at least once a day

“Get the hell out.”

Luffy

He just blinks in your face with his stupid smile

“Like..EAT EAT or…that thing I did with my tongue last night?”

“Nevermind.”

Shanks

SOB Will already be tugging at your pants—

He doesn’t give af he will eat your pussy in front of the crew on the table

Corazon

Almost sets himself on fire because you wanted to ask when he was about to smoke

“I—oh—of course just let me—“

Mf lays flat on the floor so you can sit on his face and you have to tell him to follow you to the bedroom bless him

Ace

He chokes on his drink and his cheeks are more red than usual

“I—so—you want me to—-like right here in the—?”

“NO IN MY ROOM—!”

Kid

Mf thinks he a comedian just because he is around Killer

“Eat it yourself.”

Gets mad af when you turn to Killer and suggest he eats it instead

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Telling OP Men More Dirty Pickup Lines (NSFW-ISH)

Part 1

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Ft. Ace, Sanji, Luffy, Zoro, Law,

Zoro: “Are You Claustrophobic? Because I wanna wrap my thighs around your face tonight”

“Well at least its not a stupid pickup line like last time.”

“I hate you so much right now.”

Zoro does have blush on his face at the thought of your thighs smothering him but it doesn’t stop his snarky remarks

“Matter of fact i am claustrophobic so you cant.”

“Spell it.”

“C.L.A…..”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“W….”

“Alrighty.”

Sanji: “I was ganna use a dirty pickup line, but youre dirty enough lets just fuck.”

You nearly gave the man a heart attack.

A stroke

A headache

“I-i-i-i um!!??”

His face is pink at how quick you are to just spill put what you want to him. And at first he didn’t believe you actually so he tried looking away but it wasn’t until you turned him around to face you and looked in his eyes so say

“Im serious Sanji…go lock the door.”

It was a dirty night for you both to say the least

Luffy: “Can tonight you show me what the D. In your name really means?”

I mean what the hell were you even going for with that one.

This mf dont even know what it stands for

“Well actually Y/N I think the D stands for D—“

“Luffy no thats not what i meant.”

At this point you just point at his dick again and he squints

“Why do you always say a riddle and then point at my shorts.”

“I’M POINTING AT YOUR DICK”

“CAN YOU SEE IT WHY ARE YOU POINTING AT IT?”

Law: “Are You a Doctor? I have a throbbing sensation between my legs that needs to be looked at.”

Hes so sick of you.

“Put some ice on it.”

“NO!”

“What do you want from me, Y/N.”

“I think we BOTH KNOW WHAT I WANT.”

“…”

“….”

“…”

“…”

“Pull out your penis.”

“Get the hell out!”

Ace: “Fuck me if I’m wrong, but fish can fly right?”

“Well in the United States in the Pacific in the Atlantic Coasts there are—-“

“Why the hell do you know that?”

“I stayed up with Marco watching an animal documentary.”

You both just stare at each other like this 🧍🏾‍♀️🧍🏼

Then all of a sudden your pick up line clicks

“OHHHH!!!! WAIT YOU WANTED TO HAVE SEX?!”

“ACE PLEASE!”

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OP Men Reacting To You Saying a Dirty Pickup Line (NSFW)

Ft. Sanji, Law, Zoro, Ace, Shanks, Luffy

I may make a Part 2

Black Fem Reader in Mind

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Sanji: “They Say Kissing is a Love Language…Want to Have a Conversation with Me?”

Cigarette drops quick af

His eyes grew wide and he nearly slapped his self trying to prevent any nose bleeds

Sanji stutters in his movements, should he—?

He didn’t want to have a blood fest and ruin this opportunity but he was taking too long to decide

Now you could just laugh and say just kidding but he actually looked too cute to pass up this chance so you pull him in between your legs on the counter and kiss him

Y’all had a very long and messy conversation

Law: “I Know I’m 5’10, But With You I’d Be at Least 6’5””

“How the hell would you be 6’5”—-“

Squints his eyes at you because clearly you’ve said a riddle and he just don’t get it yet

You sit at his desk just swinging your feet hoping he’d understand, but he just gives you an annoyed look because he can’t figure it out.

“Im talking about your cock—“

“Alright get out.”

Zoro: “The Tongue is The Strongest Muscle in The Body, Wanna Work it Out?”

This mf has no clue what a flirt or a joke is and looks at you like your crazy

“What am I ganna be Doing? Tongue curl ups?”

“I’m flirting you dipshit!”

“You’re fucking terrible at Doing so what the hell does that even mean?!—“

“IT MEANS IMMA KICK YOUR ASS IF YOU KEEP TALKING TO ME LIKE IM CRAZY!”

“YOURE THE ONE ASKING STUPID ASS QUESTIONS—!”

No pussy for Zoro for the next month

Ace “I Just Got Black Bed Sheets Want to Make Them White?”

“How will we—-OHOHOHOOOO!”

He is such a dumbass lmao

He has pink cheeks but he is a giggling mess all day

He ends up repeating the pickup line while you both are alone and damn near has a wheezing fit

“CAN YOU NOT!”

Never again.

Shanks: “Please don’t let this go to your head, but do you want some?”

Well aren’t you adorable..

He chuckles in his drink and sets it down, pulling you close so your ear is by his mouth he whispers

“Remember how you said I should start wearing more jewelry? Well, I’m curious on what would look nicer; your necklace above my face or your anklet on top of my shoulders?”

You in fact did figure out both looked good on him that night

Luffy: “The Only Meat I Want in My Mouth is Yours.”

“I just finished my meat Y/N and I just asked you if you wanted some and you said NO!”

“I—“

Why would you even try to give this man a pickup line it’s already hard enough to date this man

“NOT THAT MEAT YOUR MEAT!”

“I JUST ATE THE MEAT!”

“NO!”

You point at his crotch and he just looks down and then back at you in confusion

“There’s no meat there Y/—“

“NEVERMIND LUFFY!”

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More Embarrassing/Funny Moments in Bed with Them (Crack/NSFW)

Part 1 Here

Black Fem Reader in Mind

I read more Reddit post.

Ft. Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Law, Ace, Shanks

Luffy

You were going down on him and you felt something hit your head, you look up and see Luffy was eating a pizza and a piece of meat fell (he ate the meat btw), he looks at you and ask why did you stop and you asked why was he eating and he proceeded to say, “Because eating food taste 10x better when you’re sucking me off, y/n. Duh. You should try it.”

When it was your turn, He gave you a cookie to eat while he ate you out and you almost choked when you started to cum.

Zoro

He was hitting it from the back and he wanted to slap your ass, but somehow miscalculated and slapped his own balls very harshly. He let out a shriek that to this day you cry laughing at.

You sometimes call him “Ball Slapper Zoro”

Sanji

He was inside you with his face buried in your neck, eventually he came to a stop and you opened your eyes and heard him crying. When you got a good look at his face his eyes were pink and snot was rolling down his nose.

When you asked him what was wrong he shook his head and simply said “Your pussy just feels so good.” And cried some more.

Bonus because I’m biased: You, Sanji, And Zoro had to share a room while out on an island, you and him shared a bed while Zoro was on the floor, Sanji wanted to cum on your breast but he got startled by Zoro waking up yelling “Stop fucking!” And it accidentally got in Zoro’s hair.

He is now Cumhead instead of Mosshead

Law

You were riding him, and he underestimated how good you’d be at bouncing his cock his toes began to curl so hard he got a foot cramp.

He pushed you off of him and he fell off the bed losing balance.

Ace

Ace was a bit tired, but still wanted to have some lazy sex, so he held you from behind on the bed and decided to fuck you slow from the side, without looking he shoved his cock inside you and said, “Fuck you’re tight today.” And you said, “Yeah because that’s my ass.”

Another bonus: He was eating you out and got hair stuck on his tongue, usually he would lick your thigh to rub it off, but it wouldn’t come off so he stopped and did a bunch of spitting noises (ya know like pftpftpftpftpftpth trynna get it off.)

Shanks

You told him you didn’t want to have sex on your period but he literally did not care. When he started to pound into you, he hit a spot and you squirted AND queefed a little on his abs and it freaked you out because it looked like he just killed an animal or something.

You tried getting out of his grip feeling so embarrassed but Shanks being Shanks Just smiles, rubs your thighs and says “Look at you…my little ketchup packet.”

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When They Cum Too Fast…(NSFW)

Ft. Sanji, Ace, Shanks, Law

CW: Sex.

Black Fem Reader

Sanji

He actually can hold off from cuming better than the other guys listed .

He knows what to think about or what different moves to make to make sure you cum at least twice before he does

Except today he has been getting teased by you all day

You both went shopping and stopped by a clothing store and Sanji seen a beautiful two piece lingerie and he held it in awe imagining you in it.

He bought it for you with the last bit of money he had and haven’t stopped thinking about it since. He was mentally excited to see you put on the thin fabric just so he can fuck you in it

Well it was finally time and he was a bit too excited…

“Fuck!” He strained out a moan into your chest panting. He only did a couple thrust and you could already feel his warm seed pool inside you letting you break out a small moan yourself from the tingling sensation.

“I’m—im so sorry sweetheart I—“

He was on the verge of tears but you kissed him, you didn’t mind at all. You were actually happy to know your boyfriend was feeling good like you always were.

“Don’t apologize. It happens, okay? There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Y-yeah but I—I didn’t want to cu—-“

You rolled over on top of his damp body running your finger down his chest and placed his hand on your slightly exposed breast barely covered by the lingerie .

“How about I make us both feel good tonight? Hm?” You bit your lip seeing his pink face squeeze your chest in admiration.

Ace

You finally allowed him to have sex with you raw and the new warm feeling overwhelmed the poor boy.

You both have been practicing safe sex for a while now but today you were just really impatient and Ace has been such a good boy for you you decided to grace him with your bare walls tonight.

He of course was absolutely more than ready to fuck you with no stupid plastic in between you both

He completely under estimated the pleasure he’d feel sliding in between your tight wet hole so he got a bit carried away with fucking you from the back

“A-ace Baby! Slow down ah!” Your whines went towards deaf ears. He was in a drunken bliss inside your pussy, you felt wetter than he is used to and tighter than he remembered and not to forget how comfortably warm he was he needed this release.

“C-cumming!” His thrust became sloppy, but his grip on your hips became tighter. He came inside you crying out your name like a melody before he hovered over your back panting on your neck and ears.

“I’m..im sorry.” He huffed. You didn’t even care you found it funny yet hot how Ace couldn’t control himself. “You feel…really good down there.”

“Yeah I can Tell.” You giggled and he just laughed with Ace slapping your now wet ass.

“‘M not ganna fall asleep ‘m ganna make you cum…too…”

“Ace! You bet not fall asl—“

Asshole fell asleep right on your back with his cock still deep inside you.

Law

Completely your doing

You just had to grip the life out of him when he told you to slow down

You know that man can’t handle you riding his cock

“WAIT—shit! Y/N stop!”

He kind of pissed you off today by how he was spoiling Bepo way more than you lately so you kinda was in a petty mindset

You didn’t even care that you wasn’t close to cuming that asshole made you mad

“Y-you…bi—-“

“You finish that sentence I’ll start bouncing again.” You held your hand up to his panting mouth feeling his cum slide out of you, he looked down to noticed and you felt his cock twitch. “You like cumming inside me huh.”

“Mmmfff—“

“What?”

Law swatted your hand away huffing and puffing with his kimono now sliding off his upper body, you smirked at his annoyed face and sat up, “Why the fuck did you do that?”

“You know why.” You crossed your arms pouting like a child completely unfazed by you being butt ass naked and his cock still inside you pumping you full to the brim with his cum because you keep clenching down.

“No, I don’t know why!—-fuck —you feel too good get off me!”

“No. I didn’t cum yet.”

“YOU COULD HAVE IF YOU WOULD HAVE SLOWED THE FUCK DOWN!”

I mean the man is half your age his stamina is still there but sometimes cums like a damn touch starved man.

However he came right as he inserted himself into you which was something that shocked the both of you

You didn’t mind it but Shanks with his dramatic ass began to question himself and his worth as a man

“Baby I told you it’s fine just come back to bed…” You groaned seeing this 40 year old man walk back and fourth naked having a fit.

“No why the hell did I do that? I mean you don’t feel THAT damn good—“

“Excuse me?!”

“I—okay that’s not what I mean you do feel that good but ALL I DID WAS PUT THE TIP IN?”

“You exhaust me Shanks I’m going to bed—“

“Nope!” He pushed you back down on the bed as you were reaching for your robe and opened your legs exposing your cum filled pussy. “You’re ganna cum and I’m ganna make it happen I still can make you cum!”

“Shanks I know you can I—ah!”

He wasted no time using his tongue on you and he most definitely proved himself over and over again.