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“whole lotta love” (part 1) - 18+ [monster trio x afab!reader]

title: “whole lotta love” (part 1)

fandom: One Piece

pairing(s): monster trio x afab!reader, implied frobin+jinbe, usona x OC

summary: one night, after realizing you’re unable to sleep, you go up to the crow’s nest to tire yourself out with some weight training or something. what you witness there ends up forever changing your life and the dynamic between you and three of your crewmates.

rating: Explicit (mdni)

content warning/tags: group sex, anal sex, oral (male & fem receiving), mlm pairings, polyamory, aspec luffy, reader is touch starved and finds it difficult to sleep alone, no character here is straight, just thought you should know

when franky introduced you to your new bedroom after the construction of the sunny, you couldn’t help but dread it, at first.

granted, you had known it was coming. you were a new crewmate who came after robin—you had met the strawhats over in mock town, already on the run from your other life—so it was pretty obvious she wasn’t going to move out. nami had been with luffy from the beginning, so she wasn’t going anywhere fast—so when franky mentioned a second bedroom for the girls during his design of the sunny, you knew that it would be for you and whoever else would join along the way. just made sense.

so when you walked inside the room for the first time, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread—one that was unwarranted, of course. even two years ago, the room was and still is gorgeous.

because of its position on the ship, the room's shape was circular. on one side of the room was a curved little bookshelf and a desk for you to work/write in. on the other side was a dresser for your clothes (with a mirror hanging on the wall) and a place for you to hang and maintain your weapons.

then, right in the center that completed the circular shape—in front of the three windows that peek out at the ocean’s depth, the sway of seaweed and the movement of fish—was the bed. it was huge, so much that it took up space from one end of the first window to the last. atop the mattress was a huge dark purple comforter that could cover probably five of you, and at the top were a series of pillows in black and purple pillow cases so soft looking, you worry they might disappear with the briefest of touches.

and despite everything, you stepped up and sat on the edge of it. even just sitting and running your hands along the comforter, you were ready to absolutely melt into the bed. almost angry about it, your hands clenched around the softness. it’s perfect.

god, why did it have to be perfect?

“hey, kid. is, uh. everything okay?” franky asked, a bit awkward. nervous, maybe?

(you totally understood. it took you weeks to get used to life here. the last thing you wanted to do was make life for a new crewmate difficult.)

so, with many conflicting emotions twisting your insides, you looked up at him with a smile.

“it’s great, franky! just perfect.”

franky then grinned, and did his usual pose. “super~! let me know if you need anything.”

you nodded and watched him leave you to get used to it all.

and that was that.

so looking back, you always knew your issue with sleeping alone would come back to haunt you one day—but this was never how you expected it to go.

first, let’s set the scene:

tonight is one of those nights where you struggle with sleeping alone the most. while robin, jinbe and franky are out on the island, spending the night in a room they rented, nami is spending the night with usopp and a nice girl she picked up from the island, so she likely isn’t going to sneak into your bedroom for you two’s semi-regular sleepovers. chopper is sleeping like the dead, the way he usually does after having warm milk before bed.

and brook?

uh…actually, you don’t know what he’s doing. you’re kind of afraid to think about it, considering everyone else listed above (except for chopper, the sweet winter child) is—busy. but he’s somewhere. you just don’t know where.

(which is plenty fine, he’s not one of your usual snuggle buddies anyway)

point is, the usual people who usually help lull you to sleep with their company can’t tonight, leaving you to deal.

and on most nights, you usually can deal with sleeping alone, resulting in at least a decent amount of sleep—just not tonight.

you spend some time frowning up at the ceiling of your bedroom. each of the glow in the dark stars are shining brightly and beautifully as always. the rocking of the ocean outside your windows, with the occasional bubbling from a fish swimming by and the muffled sounds of oceanic life your windows are as soothing as ever. your huge bed is soft and warm, with the pillows behind your head feeling like a cloud as always.

but as it turns out, as lovely as your bed and bedroom are, none of it is enough to calm your mind tonight.

so, with a huff of frustration, you kick away the dark purple sheets and get up from the bed. you walk over to your dresser and pull out a pair of shorts and the sports bra you usually wear to work out. then you remove your pajamas.

once you’re dressed, you walk out of the room and head towards the deck. with a few leaps here and there, you manage to make your way up to the crow’s nest. maybe lifting some weights in the gym will help you finally feel tired enough to sleep.

this leads you to the present: you’re standing in the doorway of the crow’s nest, a small towel slung over your shoulder. you are staring at the scene before you with wide eyes, your hand frozen around the doorknob and your heart beating several hundred miles a minute—and you haven’t touched a single weight yet.

they don’t notice you at first.

luffy is still pulling on sanji’s hair from behind, bending the cook’s neck at an angle so he can bite and mouth at the side of his neck and a bit of his shoulder. sanji is staring upward at the ceiling with glossy blue eyes and his back is arched into luffy’s chest, his mouth parted to release strained groans. and right between sanji’s spread legs, his tan hands hooked under pale knees is zoro, relentlessly fucking his cock inside like he intends to make himself and sanji one being.

oh god, you swallow hard, a raging heat seeping inside your blood and rushing just about everywhere. the pupils in your eyes are dilated, soaking it all in like the greedy little bitches they are. oh GOD.

how long do you stare? honestly, about a minute. to you, though, it might as well be an hour because you see way too much in this small minute of watching three of your crewmates going at it like animals, like monsters.

when it comes to battle, the three of them are a force of nature within their own right. but together like this? they are a mass of sweating muscles and groans and murmurs of pleasure of push and pull and hands upon hands and those smirks.

(mean, you think when you see how the sides of luffy’s grin curl as he wraps his hand around sanji's pretty cock, a hot shiver going down your spine, and then again when you hear how zoro chuckles darkly at the absolutely fucked out expression sanji begins wearing. mean mean mean—)

that’s about the moment when you lose it.

the sound that comes from your mouth is not a scream, exactly. more like a soft squeak that trails off into something like a moan. either way, it’s still enough to make all three men jolt and freeze in place. their eyes go wide as plates and they slowly turn to finally see you standing there.

they stare at you; you stare at them.

suddenly, luffy beams.

“hey, bunny!” he says, using your usual nickname.

“s-sweetness!" sanji cried, his face a bright red and his eyes frantic as he waves his hands in front of him. “i swear, this isn't what it looks like—”

zoro snorts. “cook, she can clearly see that i'm like balls deep in you—this is absolutely what it looks like,” he adds to you.

an odd giddy feeling bubbles up from your stomach, and you honestly feel like giggling madly because seriously, what the fuck, how is this my life.

instead, this comes out of your mouth instead.

“y-you all realize this is the gym, right?"

once again, in silence, they stare at you.

“…the one w-we're all supposed to use? as a crew? did…did any of you think about that b-before…?”

they blink. then they look at each other.

“huh, now that you mention it,” zoro says, his brow furrowing as he looks around.

luffy bursts out laughing. “we really didn't, shishishi!”

“kinda takes the romance out of it, actually,” sanji lets out a rather despondent sigh.

“can't rent a room either, the witch would never give us the extra money…”

“ah? what about the galley?”

“no, you dumbass! not only do i cook there, we eat there!”

“okay, but imagine all the fun stuff we can do with food in there—ow!”

“you just want an excuse to steal from the pantry—!”

as the arguing goes on, you watch them all closely. although their voices raise, there isn't really the heat you usually hear. you watch how luffy laughs at sanji's anger, how his hand gently strokes through blond hair all the while. you look at zoro's bored expression, then how one hand rests on luffy's shoulder while the other is tangled with the fingers of sanji's hand. and you realize, the fighting aside, what ties these men together is undoubtedly love—and that's enough to melt your heart.

this is when you start to get The Idea—the one idea that makes you realize you might have lost the plot entirely—and you press your mouth closed, as if to repress it. is this actually happening? are you doing this?

after all, your crewmates—these three men you love deeply enough to fight for them, die for them—are in love. who are you to stand in the way of love?

fuck it, i'm doing it.

“i mean…you can always use my room.”

once again, all three of them freeze and look at you. they seem to pause a moment, their minds needing to catch up to what you said.

“wait, seriously?!” luffy exclaims first with a wide grin, his cheeks a bit flushed.

“i-i get to finally see my sweetness's bedroom?" sanji says, mostly to himself, his face completely red and eyes full of that adoration he always directs to you and women in general. a bit of blood begins dripping from his nose. “her special, personal bedroom? covered with her scent? all her things?”

“no offense, bun," zoro says dryly, raising an eyebrow. “but have you completely lost the plot?”

haha, probably.

despite your thinking, your brow draws downward to make your expression flat. you lift your hands to silence whatever else might come out of their mouths and—amazingly—they pause to wait, their eyes wide and all full of…something as they regard you.

“look, i already have insomnia on a semi-regular basis. i struggle with sleeping alone, this isn’t a secret,” you say. “most times, i either go up here to work out and make myself tired, or i head down to the library to read a book. either way, i’m usually gone for like an hour or two. so i’m thinking that occasionally—let’s say, once a week—during these moments, you three can borrow my room and use it to do…well, whatever you three do together.”

zoro’s eye flashes, with a noticeable twitch of his jaw. he looks over at luffy, who is nearly bouncing on the heels of his feet, his grin a little too wide and eager at this piece of information. luffy looks at zoro, then at sanji. sanji looks ready to faint from sheer happiness.

“a bed,” you hear him murmur, in a way that sends a pang of sympathy through your chest. “an actual bed. and it’s where my sweetness sleeps a-and—”

“sounds a little too good to be true,” zoro says, ever the skeptical one. with a narrow of his eye, he asks, “what’s the catch?”

fortunately, you already have the answer.

“no catch, just three rules,” you tell them, before starting to list off your fingers, “one: if you need to use my room, you need to let me know ahead of time. two: any messes you leave, you clean up. and i mean, clean. whether it’s a wipedown, bleach, whatever—as long as my room looks like it did when i left it, in some manner.

“and three: you have to change my sheets before you leave my room. not my pillowcases, of course, but maybe my quilt and bed sheets—essentially whichever is on my bed when you three…do your thing. and you have to wash them the next day!”

those are your terms and conditions, and you are determined to stick with them. so, folding your arms, you stop there and look at them.

the three stand there, looking at you and then looking away to think. then suddenly, after a thoughtful hum, luffy taps sanji and zoro’s shoulders and draws them into a huddle. they start talking in whispers and murmurs that you can’t really hear from your place at the door—but you find the situation rather comical. sanji’s still barely clothed, his shirt practically hanging off his shoulders and his dick (which you totally aren’t staring and drooling over; obviously) still out and his legs still bare to the world. zoro is basically in a similar state, although his pants are still somewhat on, just hanging a bit low. luffy is actually the most put together—still wearing his cardigan, his denim shorts, yellow sash, and of course his straw hat—which kind of shocks you yet doesn’t, somehow.

part of you wonders the details about their dynamic. just as quickly though, with a hot blush in your cheeks, you shake it off.

not my business, you tell yourself. i’m just a friend helping my three friends out. nothing more, nothing less.

after about a minute, the three men seem to come to a sort of consensus. with a nod, all three of them turn to face you, each wearing expressions full of determination and—be still your insane heart—anticipation.

“bunny,” luffy says, stepping forward. there’s something dangerous in his crooked grin before he stretches out his hand. “you’ve got yourself a deal!”

welp, fuck. no turning back now.

despite the trembling that starts from within your body, you lift your hand to clasp his in a firm handshake.

“we’ve got ourselves a deal,” you confirm.

smiling, luffy stares into your eyes a bit more, his dark gaze boring into you as your hands stay connected. you’re not certain what he’s looking for, but when he finds it, he tips his hat over his eyes—and then begins to laugh.

“this is gonna be fun!”

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