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niicevibe · 2 years

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𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐨 + 𝐘/𝐍 𝐇𝐂𝐬

Sabo!!!! ily (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none!

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧.

Sabo would be the long distance boyfriend everyone's ever dreamed of.

Being a Revolutionary who travels all over the world is difficult enough, but being the Chief of Staff? The second in command? Being so dedicated to the cause and so focused on his duty's responsibilities, it's still such a surprise to many that he bothered to enter a relationship.

But Sabo is someone who's easily enamoured by interesting things, easily ensnared in some web of curiosity, especially when it comes to you, apparently...

Naturally, you were surprised by him, too. The very astute and bootstrapped Sabo, the Chief of Staff, is wondering of you? Even though it started off as a rumour, he's literally run with it-- on a boat. On another assignment. Leaving you at base with too many thoughts of him, now, on your mind.

It's the exact same for him, though.

Sitting on one of the largest boats the Revolutionary Army has in its arsenal, preparing for his most recent task, but his mind is barely in the game.

He didn't get the opportunity to tell you that the rumours aren't rumours.

There's a strange mix of guilt and excitement he feels when he thinks of the moment he'll be able to tell you this in person. But then there's his slightly inpatient side that has him stalking toward the Den-Den Mushi sitting in the centre console of the ship and dialing you up.

"Sabo... It's four-thirty in the morning."

Is it? He genuinely didn't realize the time-- his spontaneity usually becomes him but doing so in the middle of the night is definitely something you could've done without.

"Yeah. Uh, sorry. I just couldn't wait to get back to tell you."

At this point, you're still half asleep, so when you question what he means, he flat out and bluntly tells you--

"That I'm in love with you?"

It's quiet, almost a testing whisper, as if unsure of how you'll react to this news, and for a moment, there's only silence from your end of the line. Sabo waits, heart pounding, until you let out a sleepy grunt and some repetition:

"Sabo. It's four-thirty in the morning. Why... are you confessing to me at four-thirty in the morning?"

He's not ashamed of it either; he's barely sorry for waking you up at such an hour-- It was important!! he'd try to rationalize to himself.

"... tell me it again, though," you whisper through your own Den-Den Mushi.

The grin on his face has never been wider. And maybe it's his brothers' personalities in him, or his own excitement that makes him shout it into the speaker and has your head reeling from how it nearly turns you deaf.

Koala is quick to storm onto the deck and give him a quick whack and a lecture for being so disruptive, with you thanking her through the Den-Den Mushi you'd finally hung up.

Not that a mission with you on his mind means he'd mess it up-- by any and all means, thinking about you while completing just reminds him that the second it's done, he's on his way back to you.

Because he knows you don't necessarily get to leave the base much, he entertains the idea of bringing you back small souvenirs -- a strangely decorated seashell he'd found off the coast he knew you'd enjoy seeing for the first time; a treat from some obscure little shop; some accessory he thought would pair well to the colour of your bright eyes.

Phone calls aren't his only weapon of choice. Considering how badly he wanted to become a writer, Sabo is a wordsmith. Every now and again, especially on his longer journeys, you can expect to find a letter waiting for you on your desk, delivered while you might've still been asleep. But it warms your heart every time, how romantic his letters can get.

There's always the risk that one of his letters will contain a shameless sort of pick up line.

He is a casual flirt, sometimes not even realizing he's doing it with you until your cheeks begin to tint. He's not afraid to turn up the heat on them, either. He enjoys getting you flustered. Maybe it's because you look too cute when you do, or that it's such a rarity that you get flustered that he'll do his darnedest to make it happen.

Sabo is charming a thousand times over, to the point where you've had to chastise him to stop so you can focus on your own work. It's bad enough he likes to make impromptu calls to you at any time of the day, but even if Sabo looks at you a certain way, nothing's getting done.

Privacy is a rarity for you. Of course, he'll try to respect it, but he just loves being around you so much that whenever the both of you are on base together, all his time is spent in your presence.

He loves his work, but he loves you, too. Naturally, he has his priorities straight, and you would never bring him down for that. You know how busy he is and how much pressure is on him for being the Chief of Staff. Whenever he receives a mission, you're consistently reminding him that you'll be just fine waiting for him, sending him off with a kiss on his cheek and a tight hug.

Don't put it past Sabo to not turn his head at the last second to get a real kiss from you. It's likely a kiss on the cheek won't be enough for him, anyway, so he'll end up simply stealing them from you.

Sabo is very hands on with you or simply just very handsy. In some form or way, he'll be holding you or your hand, fingers intertwined and unwilling to let you go. He's so gentle with you.

He's open as he possibly can be with you. If it's before when his memory returns, he'll actually apologize for not having more to say, for not having more to tell you of his childhood and of his brothers. If he's already received his memories, he'll become so ecstatic to have someone to gush to that isn't Koala or Hack or any of his other friends within the Army.

They're all grateful, too, jokingly telling you it's your turn to suffer.

Sabo is quick to petulance, and while he'll deny being the jealous type, it shows even when you've turned your attention away from him for far too long (even if it's only been five minutes; he misses you).

His pout is adorable, though, so when you tell him you've done so on purpose just to see it and kiss it away, well, he isn't too mad about it.

He's also a cocky little hothead (a little unavoidable, all things considering) when he's not being chivalrous and polite. Now that he has you, he's not afraid to tease you about almost everything. It's just amusing to see you get riled up, just as you thought it was funny to ignore him to get a reaction out of him.

On par with that, though, is his fierce protective nature. He hates being away from you, fearing the worst while he's gone, like the base being attacked (it's already happened, so maybe there's a little bit of paranoia), or you falling ill and he isn't there to take care of you.

Obviously he's aware of the kind of risks involved with being in the Revolutionary Army, and that you wouldn't be here if you couldn't take care of yourself. But knowing there's someone besides Luffy around to protect puts him at ease. He wouldn't be able to bear losing either of you.

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kazuyummy · 7 months

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OPE OPE NO MI ; this versatile devil fruit allows the user to manipulate both living and inanimate objects in a specific space in a multitude of ways, including but not limited to - swapping the objects' positions, levitating them, scanning them, or dissecting them without causing harm to the target.

😈🎃 kinktober 2023 devil fruits collection

info: afab!reader

cw: body / knife play (no gore or harm - just law's powers), oral & penetrative sex, mentions of genitalia, degradation

wc: 1.9k

"alright, which one of you has been spreading unsavoury rumours about me to the straw hats?!"

it's a dead giveaway when you, shachi, and penguin burst into laughter and law's dark glare cuts across the room.

“i - i didn’t think he’d actually ask him!” shachi wipes tears from his eyes as you watch the confused straw hat group discuss law’s… capabilities with his devil fruit from afar. the three of you run behind bepo, shrieking with laughter.

“lighten up, cap! we never said you did suck your own dick with your devil fruit powers, just that you could!”

“you’re not making things much better…” bepo shakes his head at penguin as law continues to stalk over to you. while he’s certainly annoyed, he doesn’t seem to be as upset as he usually is when it comes to pranks played on him. maybe it’s from hanging out with the straw hats? while he complains that they elevate his blood pressure, you do catch him being less uptight during celebrations like these.

“you two, i’ll deal with you later,” he points at your accomplices - then his eyes slide over and catch yours. there’s a sort of glint to them that your intuition is giving you funny feelings about, and you’re not sure exactly what those feelings are. in one word, you’re off of the ship deck, now losing your balance on the wooden floors of law’s quarters - “room.”

you steady yourself on his desk, looking up to see your captain’s ominous smile. heart racing, you stammer out,

"cap-captain! you can't actually be mad about that, right?"

"no, quite the opposite, actually," an menacingly wide grin stretches on his face, "i was delighted to hear that you’ve been thinking… such thoughts about me."

your laugh is nervous - breathless, even - as he removes his hat and saunters closer to you. certainly not the reaction you expected - usually he gets more flustered, his signature scowl finding its way to his face eventually, but not before that cute blush that spreads to the tip of his nose paints him. panicked, you dig your nails into the wood behind you,

“i’m so sorry, captain, it was just a joke -”

“a joke,” he’s still smiling, but with a deadpan voice.

“yes, a joke! c’moooon, there’s no way the straw hats actually believe -”

“a joke,” he repeats, harshly this time. you flinch. “i suppose every time i’ve caught you in just a towel in the hall in front of this room is a joke, then.”

“captain, wha -”

“and that every time you glance at me when you’re flirting with that pervert cook and you think i’m not looking is a joke, huh?”

he inches closer and closer, caging your back to his desk as he looms over you and you struggle to return eye contact.

“or how about the time you spilled water on your white shirt in front of everyone, hm? you don’t think i’m an idiot, do you?”

“no, of course not!” you’ve never seen law like this - eyes almost manic, and you’re not sure if you’ve pushed him too far. besides the teasing, you had at least respected each other before this, to the point where you’d go so far as to say he enjoyed your company and definitely valued you as a crewmate! and yet, despite your fears, you can’t help but notice how close he is to being pressed up against you.

“you wanna know what i think is a joke?” he growls, breath fanning your ear as he leans in past your face, “how stupid you are for thinking you could get away unpunished with such obvious bait… and how stupid i am for falling for it.”

he pulls back to judge your reaction, and it’s as expected - eyes wide and frantically scanning him, lips parted, plump and kissable - but he stops short before meeting them, a gasp hitching in your throat.

“i’ve had enough of your teasing. you know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?”

when your eyes finally find his, your mouth slowly twists into a coy grin that you can’t seem to hide,

“how can i help it when i’m around you?”

his lips are rough and punishing on yours as he lets out his pent-up frustration. you try to gain ground by stepping forward, but he picks you up with a bruising grip and seats you on his desk, still kissing you like his life depends on it.

“don’t think you can play innocent with me anymore,” he says between rough panting, “you just wanted my attention, didn’t you? little brat.”

“you’re being awfully bold, captain,” you let out a low moan when he starts kissing down your neck, tattooed knuckles gripping impatiently at your thighs, “what’s gotten into you?”

“i wasn’t lying when i told you it gets me excited that you were thinking of my cock. you wanna find out what my powers do then?”

you tilt your head questioningly, playfulness dancing along your features and enticing him that much more. he follows up with,

“do you trust me?”

without a doubt you do, and when he unsheathes his sword and slices you at the waist, there’s only a small skip of your heartbeat as you prepare to let him do what he pleases.

the feeling is neither pleasant nor uncomfortable - rather, it’s not much of a feeling at all besides one cool, dull pulse along the area he cuts into.

what ensues is what feels the strangest - it’s not as if either half of your body feels any lighter, and you’re able to control all your limbs, albeit with a bit of clumsiness. law returns to kissing you, shedding both of you of your clothes until you face him bare.

“want to test out your little theory for yourself?”

you forget what he’s referring to until he places your lower half sitting on his desk and your upper half on the chair so that you come face to face with your dripping pussy. you gawk at him, expression questioning, are you really going to make me do this? he juts his chin forward and begins to stroke his cock,

“go on, i won’t fuck you until you make yourself cum.”

with your arms still on your torso, you’re able to reach out hesitantly and spread your folds. you lurch a bit in confusion as one half of you leans forward and the other back, and you bring your tongue out to lap at yourself.

would eating yourself out feel more like eating out or getting eaten out?

you finally had the answer - both, oddly enough - but maybe that was just a consequence of law’s powers.

"that's it, darling," law purrs at the sight in front of him - your wetness dripping down your chin and lips circling around your clit. you’d masturbated before, sure - but having never eaten anyone out before, you’re being experimental, bringing your fingers into the mix and plunging deep into your core. you think of how you’d want someone else to eat you out - how you’d want law to eat you out. building up to a steady rhythm, finding all your sensitive spots - you find yourself moaning his name into your own pussy.

“you’re so fucking hot,” he growls, standing up to grab your hair and push your face further in, “do you know what you do to me? how much i’ve imagined this?”

“mmhf, captain -”

“captain,” he scoffs, and his gravelly voice sends you closer and closer to orgasm, “you know how much it turns me on every time you whine captain at me?”

you’d giggle if you could, because you have noticed how much it pushes his buttons - but you can’t, not while you’ve brought yourself to your own dizzying release, legs thrashing but pulling yourself closer all the same. you’re sobbing his name into your own clit until he hastily places you back together, impatient and needing to fuck you.

“don’t think that was much of a punishment with how good it must’ve felt,” he muses, licking your taste off of your lips as he picks his sword back up, “so how about this for all your teasing, brat?”

the blade finds your neck this time - again, no pain and just a shiver down your spine as he brings your body to his bed.

“why don’t you watch first?”

it’s a strange sight, seeing your headless self be bent over and the sensation of him plunging into you making its way to your brain right away. your hands grip the pillow in front of you as you arch your back low, and he looks over to see your blissed-out eyes when he places a firm smack on your ass.

his hips dig into you, lithe fingers wrapped around your thighs as he thrusts himself in and out at a frantic pace.

“pussy feels so fucking good. is this what you wanted? for your captain to fuck you and fill you to the brim?”

you want to bite a pillow, stars in your vision and tongue lolling when he continues to roll his hips. so, so deep.

“answer me,” another smack to your ass, “you wanted to be a little fucktoy for this cock, yeah? s’that why you’ve been teasing me?”

you garble out a yes amidst your moans, but it doesn’t seem to be enough for him as he grabs you by the hair, placing your head under the both of you so that his balls hit your face every time he sheathes himself into you.

“tap twice if it’s too much,” law grunts, but doesn’t let up. your eyes are rolling and tongue reaching forward, licking and kissing at his sack.

“fuck - fuck i’m gonna cum in - ah -!”

he slams his thighs forward, and you’re finally able to take him into your mouth, sucking gently as he drains himself inside you, nearly trembling while you feel his thick cock pulsing inside of you. he stays for a moment before releasing himself, some of his seed dripping down onto your cheeks as you lap it up eagerly.

“that’s my good girl,” he chuckles, and you swear if you weren’t so disoriented when he places your head back onto your body, you’d be ready to go again just from hearing him saying that. you both flop down on the bed.

“hey,” he rasps, with genuine concern in his voice, “that wasn’t too much, was it?”

you roll over with a lazy smile,

“remind me to play practical jokes on you more often, captain.”

he lets out a relieved sigh, handing you some water and going to his washroom to prepare some towels for you.

“i mean it. you really are such a little brat.”

“and you’re more of a freak than i expected, captain.”

law scoffs, “looks like i didn’t punish you enough, princess. i won’t be as kind next time you pull some shit.”

“as long as you don’t give shachi and penguin the same treatment.”

he groans, but lays behind you, strong arms bringing you close to his chest. those two - and the rest of your crew, for that matter - might be wondering where you are right now, and with your luck, could be banging on law’s door any minute now. but you leave that thought until it happens, for now content to drift off to sleep in your captain’s arms.

author's notes: i think law's a bit ooc cause he's a slow burn kinda guy but i NEEDED to get to the porn lmao. a bit of a longer fic than expected, since i got this done so late - but the other ones are in progress and should be coming soon! no guarantee they'll be as long, though. appreciate your patience as i get back to writing and posting, and hope you enjoy the rest! 😈💜

dividers by benkeibear

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