#trafalgar law x reader smut

[dfortrafalgar]

Withdrawal

Four days off your hormone birth control pill left you with one unexpected side effect.

Law x Fem Reader

Warnings: MATURE 18+, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS INTERACTING WITH THIS POST WILL BE BLOCKED, this is all smut like pureee smut, every generic smut tag needed is here, pinv sx, biting, dry humping, creampie, unprotected sex (dont), biting, wet and messy, etc etc bless

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It had been a mere 4 days since you stopped taking a daily hormone pill to control your crippling period cramps.  After all, it was near impossible to get a hold of the same medicines aboard a submarine that spent ninety percent of its time hundreds of meters below the ocean’s surface.  As such, you exhausted the six-month supply of the tiny pills that you had brought with you when you joined the Heart Pirates, slowly counting down the days when you would inevitably run out.

You had discussed your waning pill count with Ikkaku on multiple occasions, and she relayed you with her own experiences in her teenage years.

“When I stopped taking hormone pills, my period lasted for, like, two weeks before it became regular again!” she had said, throwing her hands in the air in an exasperated display as she recounted her memories.  “It sucked.  My cramps were really bad, too, but they got a bit better overtime.”

You had assumed, due to very little knowledge otherwise, that your experience would be largely the same.  It made sense in the few biology books you had studied during your downtime spent on the floor in the crew library.  You would cease taking your daily pill, your hormones would fluctuate as your body adjusted to the lack of a steady balance, and eventually you would go back to living life as you did years before you began your regimen.  You read up on a few additional side effects along with heavier and longer bouts of bleeding and increased amounts of bloating and general discomfort.  Mostly changes in body mass and occasional reports of differing mental symptoms, which you had readied yourself for as your supply turned into a week's worth, and then down to a single pill, and then nothing at all.

You had Law, your sweet, awkward, broomstick of a boyfriend, to pull on his metaphorical physician’s coat and help you out when needed, as well.  He told you, based on his own research (that he didn’t start until after you told him you were down to only two months left of pills), that he could administer remedies if you had bad cramp flare ups or serious, debilitating bleeding.  He followed his reassurance with a tender kiss to your cheek as you smiled at him, thanking him for his generosity and understanding.

You swallowed your last pill 4 days ago.  So far, none of the symptoms you had prepared yourself for had made themselves known.  No bloating, no period (yet), no fluctuating mental state, no change in weight.

Instead, starting 24 hours after your first pill-less day, you were plagued with intense, irreparable horniness, which had now gone on for 3 entire days.

Three days.  72 hours of a persistent wetness between your thighs, a constant warmth fluttering deep within the recesses of your gut that had you clenching around nothing at all hours of the day.  You were able to perform your work just fine, but every time Law would pass by you in the hallway, his fleeting touches would leave electric sparks through your boiler suit, his metal-tinged smell lingering in your nostrils more than usual, his golden irises etching themselves into your eyelids.  You were acutely aware of the sensation of dampness increasing between your legs whenever he made contact with you, which was very, very often.

You and Law had fucked before.  You fucked as often as you could, which, given your respective roles aboard a pirate submarine, was only about once a week, twice if you were lucky (and this was already more often than Law could’ve ever anticipated).  You were no stranger to the primal want that made you salivate, endlessly craving the calloused touch of your boyfriend’s lanky fingers against your hips.

But this, the unabashed depravity that started after you stopped your hormone pills, was on a completely different level.  Each day seemed to get worse, more unbearable.  It was as if your body was screaming at you to pursue your lover and beg him to dick you as deep into his mattress as he possibly could.  The mere thought made your face flush with blood.  During the times where you were left alone in Law’s bed while he was out being a captain, you tried to tend to your needs with your fingers.  You managed once to make yourself cum three times in a row without feeling any sense of relief.  Post-orgasm euphoria would instantly be replaced with more intense lust and longing, leaving you frustrated and bewildered.

Had you told him about this?  No, of course not.  Had he asked you about your condition in the days following your cessation?  Yes, multiple times.  He was constantly pleased with your content, “I feel great!” responses, and didn’t press the issue further, knowing you would come to him if you started to feel discomfort.

But this was a ‘discomfort’ that made your pride as a pirate, as a strong, semi-independent woman, waver ever so slightly.  Simply because you weren’t really keen to beg like a pathetic animal in heat.  (That had only happened once in the bedroom between you and your stone-cold captain-turned-boyfriend, and not only had the words that left your mouth embarrass you to a previously unknown degree, but they left Law feeling unbelievably awkward.  The two of you ended up not having sex and instead simply falling asleep.)

Unbeknownst to you, however, your inner, wet, sweaty turmoil started to be noticed by the crew due to your wavering performance.  You were spacing out far more than usual, keeping your head bowed consistently, contrasting your former upbeat, hardworking, and friendly personality.  Multiple times, fingers had to be snapped in your face to grab your attention from the clutches of daydreams that had your eyes glazed over.

And what the crew picked up on, Law would pick up on, if he didn’t notice it first.

Four days.  Four days of this.

Your watch shift had ended for the day, allowing you to retreat to the captain’s quarters that you shared with Law, shedding your boiler suit for comfortable loungewear, excited to get off your feet and relax in bed with a book you had started in an attempt to distract your mind from your perverted thoughts.  You had just barely opened the page before the heavy steel door opened, revealing your boyfriend to you as he stepped into the room, closing and locking the hatch behind him.

“Are you okay?” he asked, plainly.  His face showed no expression, which was usual, but the aura he radiated sent a nervous chill down your spine.  It was somewhere along the tightrope between concerned and mildly frustrated.

“Yeah, why?” you responded, a fleeting attempt to match his energy.  You tucked your knees to your chest as the taller man approached the bed, flopping onto it and sitting cross-legged before you.

“It seems like you’ve been a lot more spacy these past few days.  Some of the crew told me it appeared that your work has been lacking, and I was wondering if it had something to do with your pill withdrawal.”

You bit the inside of your bottom lip, anxiously digging through your scrambled thoughts for a proper answer.  Before you had a chance to respond, however, Law continued speaking.

“If you’re feeling any signs of negative mental health, I want you to tell me right away.  I’m being serious, any signs of depression, anxiety, intense stress, nightmares–”

“I’m not depressed, Law, I promise,” you reassured.  This wasn’t a lie, you really weren’t depressed.  You were slightly anxious, yes, and definitely stressed due to the constant feeling of a throbbing pulse within your clit every single time you sat down, but you weren’t depressed.

“Something is clearly bothering you, though.  I’m here to help you.”

His affirmations once again made you falter.  Your eyes stayed glued to his, afraid to look anywhere else.

“I…” you began, voice low and wispy.  “I don’t really know how to say it…”

Your response made Law’s eyebrows cock in confusion.  “Say… what?”

You finally discarded your book to the side table, leaving your empty hands to fidget with each other.  “Uhm… what’s been bothering me.”

“Is it something that I can help you with, or is it something that you feel you have to manage on your own?”

Curse Law’s analytical prowess.  Sometimes you wished his rare moments of being a dorky airhead were more common, especially in situations like this.  Swallowing your pride, you replied, “The first one, I hope.”

“You hope?”

“Law…” you grumbled, dropping your head into your curled legs so that your forehead rested on your kneecaps.  It really shouldn’t have been a hard conversation, you knew Law would understand.  But the four consecutive days of nonstop horny fantasy and masturbation sessions that only left you more desperate had officially started to melt your neurons into mush.

“Can you please tell me?  At least so I know that you’re not in pain?”  Law kept his voice low and calm, but his face clearly gave away his profound concern for your sorry state.

You drew in a deep, shaky inhale.  Refusing to lift your head to meet his eyes, you finally swallowed your pride and revealed the truth.  “I’ve been hornier than I’ve ever been in my entire life for the past four days.”

Your confession was not at all what Law was anticipating, judging by his prolonged silence.  You slowly lifted your head, apprehensively searching for his eyes, which, when you found them, were slightly widened.  The tip of his straight nose was flushed a rosy pink color.

“Ohhh,” was all he said in response to your confession.

This didn’t instill much confidence in you.  With a dry chuckle, you quipped back, “That’s all you’re gonna say?”

Law rapidly backpedaled, shaking his head frantically.  “No, of course not.  Your behavior just makes… a lot more sense now.”

Uncomfortable silence filled the space around the two of you.  You could almost see the gears working in Law’s head as he struggled to figure out how exactly he could best help you with your situation, without outright saying it.  It didn’t matter how many times the two of you connected between his sheets, the simple word ‘sex’ left Law flustered and fidgeting like an innocent schoolboy.

“Is there…” he began, voice low.  “Anything you want me to do?”

“Do you want my honest answer?” you asked back.

The staring contest you were currently partaking in had both of your hearts beating a mile a minute.  He simply gave you a curt nod as a reply to your question.

You lowered your knees from your chest slightly, still keeping your arms wrapped around your legs.  “I want you to fuck me until I can’t stand anymore.”

“Damn.”

“You said you wanted my honest answer!” you cried out.  You loved your boyfriend more than anything in this world, but his awkward, stubborn demeanor would really get on your nerves in the wrong circumstances, such as this very moment.

“I know, I know,” he reassured.  He bowed his head away from yours, hiding his eyes under the brim of his hat.  “I just… didn’t expect that.”

“In my defense, I told you I’ve been painfully horny.”

Law pinched the bridge of his nose, once again repeating an exasperated, “I know.”

You lowered your legs further, keeping your hands on your kneecaps as you hunched your shoulders forward.  “Can you please help me?  Please?”  Your voice was low, airy, almost coming out as a whimper.  “It’s been four days, Law.  Everything I try to make myself feel better makes me more and more uncomfortable.”

Your tone really did sound desperate, and Law’s chest clenched at your demeanor.  He glanced back up at your face, your eyebrows scrunched in an odd agony.  He could almost feel the burning of your face from where he sat.  Out of all the withdrawal symptoms the two of you had discussed before your medication ran out, this was the last one that he would’ve expected, and clearly that was the same for you.

“I’ll see what I can do to help,” he uttered.

“You don’t need to ‘see’ anything, Law, I need your dick in me.  Right now.  You know I don’t like begging, you have no idea how embarrassed I feel, but I’m desperate, Law, I’m desperate!”  You were pleading with him now, officially losing your grip on yourself as you began to crawl towards him, placing your hand on his thigh and pushing yourself forward to bury your face in the junction between his neck and shoulder.  “I would rather be depressed.”

A dry chuckle from his throat broke the awkward, stifling atmosphere.  “Don’t say that, I don’t want you to be depressed.”  He rested his arm around your waist, gently pulling you closer to him.  It almost didn’t register how you were beginning to straddle his waist, your fluttering breaths ghosting over his jugular.  

You let out a pathetic whimper, both of your arms now dangled over his shoulders as your hips slotted against his, an uncomfortable position on the bed for both of you, but you were clearly out of your mind as you searched for any semblance of friction to satiate the red-hot need in your core.  Your muscles gyrated on their own, a weary moan leaving your lips, hoping to use the stiffness of his jeans to stimulate your clit from under your loungewear.

Law truly felt bad for your beaten state, and with your body pressed against his, he could feel just how flustered you really were.  With a tender kiss against the shell of your ear, he pushed you back onto the bed, swiftly removing your pajama bottoms and underwear.  A deep crimson blush spread across his tanned cheeks at the sight of you, a persistent, heavy, glistening moistness coating your labia.

“You weren’t kidding,” was all he muttered.

“You thought I’d make this up?!” you pleaded.

“No, of course not.”  He rubbed a calloused hand across your cheek, smiling sweetly as you turned your face to nestle into his touch.  “I’m just sorry it’s been so bad.”

“Apologize with your body.  Please.  Don’t make me keep begging, Law, I can’t take it anymore.”

Somewhere deep inside the stoic captain’s mind was a perverted beast that quite enjoyed the sight of you practically weeping and writhing under him as your body subconsciously demanded any stimulation as soon as possible.  A sadistic side of him wanted to keep you begging, wanted to break you until you sobbed into his chest, losing your humanity to your instinctual, hormonal urges.

But he loved you too much for that, at least in your current worked-up state.  He didn’t want to prolong your suffering.

Without wasting any more time as you lay completely vulnerable and demanding beneath him, he took his hand and trailed two fingers through your folds, stifling a sharp breath at just how wet you really were.  Sticky yet thin and fluid, your sweet, musky scent traveled to his nose and made his stomach clench.  He bit back any other witty comments that sat on his tongue and instead slipped his middle finger into your cunt, using his thumb to stimulate your clit simultaneously.  Your hands flew to cover your mouth, your eyes clenched shut as you involuntarily bucked into his hand, encouraging him to slip a second finger into you to increase the sensation.

“Law,” you moaned out.  One of your hands grabbed his wrist, stopping his movements.  He gazed at you, waiting for your next move.  “I’ve been doing that to myself and nothing’s worked.  I need you.”

The raven-haired man bit the inside of his cheek at your words.  He pulled his fingers out of your cunt, haphazardly wiping your fluids on his jeans as he reached for his fly and tugged on the zipper, the metal button following suit.  He slipped off the bed to let his pants and boxers fall to the floor before discarding his shirt.  You salivated at the sight of him (you felt truly helpless in your hormonal, sex-crazed state).  You tugged your own t-shirt over your head and threw it to the floor beneath the bed.  Law once again positioned himself above you, an inked hand idly stroking his half-hard penis as he surveyed your pitiful form below him, sprawled out, legs spread, mouth hung open as you took in shallow breaths.  He rubbed the head of his penis along your sopping pussy, rubbing your slick down his length with his hand.

“I’m gonna be honest,” he muttered, reveling in the scorching heat that traveled to his groin as his cock filled with blood.  “I didn’t think it was possible for a woman to be this wet.”

“How do you think I feel?” you quipped back, your mouth curling into a meager grin.  “I’ve been constantly wondering if I pissed my pants without realizing.”

Your words made a bark of laughter exit Law’s mouth, which eased your stress and made your own chest feel lighter.  He continued stroking your fluid over his dick as he responded, “This isn’t going to help you, I don’t think.”

You reached a hand forward and trailed it along his shoulder, tracing his tattoo in the process.  “I can’t even care anymore, really.”

Law supported himself above you with one hand, dipping down to plant a sweet kiss against your lips.  You pushed yourself up on your elbows to deepen the exchange, parting your mouth and brushing your tongue along his lower lip.  Instead of opening for you, he pulled back with a mischievous grin.

“You’re already begging for this, you’re gonna have to wait for whatever sloppy kisses you want.”

“You’re an asshole,” you retorted, but shuddered out a sigh at the feeling of Law’s dick parting your labia and slipping into your opening little by little.  The excess wetness produced by your own body made the ordeal much easier, which also made it much easier for Law to tease you in his own, stubborn way, finally looking past the awkwardness of your hormone-driven desperation.  He removed the tip of his cock from your entrance, making you grumble under your breath.  “You said before you would do anything to make sure I’m okay!”

“Well, you’re not in pain,” he responded, voice low and rough.  The sound made your hair stand on end.  “Since you’re not in pain, I feel a bit better…” he interrupted his sentence with another tease of his tip at your warm pussy, “driving you mad.”

You groaned.  “What do I have to do to convince you to just rail me already?”

Your man smirked above you.  “You’re getting bold with your language, sweetheart.”

Your shaking hands gripped his shoulder blades as you scooted yourself down the mattress in a feeble attempt to get his cock inside you on your own.  Law merely chuckled, dipping his head into the crevice of your neck, leaving sweet kisses over your soft skin before using his hand to aid his dick in entering you completely, biting down on your skin at the same time.  The doubled sensations made you wail involuntarily, one of your own hands slapping over your mouth to muffle your desperate noises as your eyes squeezed shut.  Law sucked on the bite he made, gyrating his hips at just the right spot where his public hair brushed against your aching clit.  The hand that wasn’t covering your mouth raked down his back, making him shudder above you, detaching from your neck and licking his lips devilishly.  

“Feel better?” he asked, voice completely casual as if he wasn’t balls deep inside you.

“I’d feel a lot better if you just–”  He cut you off with a sharp thrust, the sound of wet skin slapping making hot embarrassment rush to your face.

“Just what?”

“What happened to, ‘I’ll see what I can do?’  Or, ‘I’m sorry it’s been so bad?’” you asked with a quivering voice.  “No more sympathy for your suffering girlfriend?”

“Of course I have sympathy for you, dear,” he replied, trailing the hand he had used to gather your slick on his fingers to rub down your cheek and neck, leaving a cold sensation behind.  “But when you use words like ‘rail me’ and ‘fuck me until I can’t stand anymore’ it gets kinda hard to not torture you a little bit.  Makes it more fun that way.”

You couldn’t fight the grin that crawled across your lips.  “You’re a sick, sick man.”

“And you’re a desperate, relentless woman.”

Your conversation finally halted with another deep kiss from Law as his hips began a steady pace, stroking into your cunt with deep, powerful thrusts that were as slow yet impactful and left your toes curling.  Law, despite all his uncoordinated emotions, was very good on the backstroke.  You didn’t quite know if it was simply the way his cock was shaped, or his physique, or perhaps his unintentional movements, but each thrust sent shivers down your spine and caused your back to arch into the growing flames brewing in the pit of your stomach.  His lanky arms allowed him to support himself while angling his thrusts to also brush along your clit, aiding in your euphoria.  The mixture of the head of his penis constantly brushing against your upper wall and his coarse pubic hair and firm torso stimulating your clit was addictive and made your legs quiver.  (If you ever told Law that he was, in your eyes, a ‘Sex God,’ however, he’d avoid making eye contact with you for at least a week out of sheer humiliation.  You had to keep some things to your deranged imagination.)

Amidst Law’s movements above you, you angled your hips upwards and wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping his thrusts deep and deliberate.  Your attempts to keep your sounds to a minimum were futile when Law hooked his hands around the backs of your knees, removing your legs from his body and holding them up in the air.  Your body curled for him and he kneeled above you, still fully inserted.  The new angle was deeper than before and had your eyes glued shut, mouth hung open and lewd sounds escaping your lungs with every shuddering breath.  You held your legs in the air while one of Law’s inked hands traveled downward to your clit, resuming ministrations on your swollen nub that this new position didn’t quite provide.

Law wouldn’t admit it, but the absolutely depraved sounds of your wet pussy sucking in his dick with every thrust had him painfully erect inside of you.  He was sure you could feel the way his cock twitched every now and then with the way your face would contort in immeasurable pleasure.  Half of him was concerned that the soggy noises could be heard from outside the bedroom, either through the heavy steel hatch door or through the walls, but the other half of him was too focused on the electric shocks that sparked through his dick that craved for him to keep chasing his release.

Your own climax was rapidly approaching, Law’s thrusts growing slightly unsteady as his own impending release slowly creeped up on him.  His calloused thumb rubbing counter-clockwise circles against your clit was the perfect stimulation you needed along with his perfect cock, and before you had time to suck in another deep gulp of oxygen, your body was convulsing around him, hips gyrating around him as you desperately moaned, still trying to stifle your noises.  The squelching sound that emanated from between your bodies only seemed to increase after your orgasm, more fluid from your seemingly endless arousal making Law’s dick slip easier and easier through your tight folds.  The feeling of your cunt clenching around him made his throat clench, swallowing tightly as a building pressure formed at the base of his dick.  He felt it as deep as his vertebrae.  

His calculated thumb never ceased its motions against your clit, staying consistent throughout your orgasm.  Your fingers clenched the bed sheets beneath you as you pleaded with the man above you to slow down, that the pleasure from your clit was so good it was almost painful, but right as you began to release another moaning plead, a second orgasm washed over you, causing your muscles to rapidly convulse as your hips shook against his body.

“Fuck,” Law groaned out, his own bubble growing closer and closer to bursting with each of your gyrations.

“Law…” you heaved.  “Please come inside me.  Please, please.  I need you to come inside of me.”

Law swallowed thickly, eyeing your trembling form beneath him.  “Are you sure?”  The implications were slightly more concerning considering this had all started after you stopped a controlled hormone pill.  Getting you pregnant wouldn’t be ideal on a submarine, and there would definitely be a lot of discussion should that consequence happen, but at the same time…

He groaned.  The feeling of your pussy keeping him glued to your body was too addicting to say no to.  Law bit back his inhibitions and nodded his head.  He could already tell his own orgasm was going to be one for the ages, your desperate horniness seeming to affect him as well.  His hips were starting to stutter in their pace as his climax creeped up his spine and through his pelvis.

You covered your mouth as a sob left your throat, climaxing for a third time on the motions against your clit and G-spot.  The involuntary gyrations of your hips finally did Law in.  His hips snapped forward, dropping your legs to the bed and placing his hands on your lower stomach, pressing downward as he desperately rammed into you, moaning your name among a string of breathless curses as he released his cum inside your drenched pussy.  You were in complete bliss, never having heard such noises leave Law’s mouth during any of your other intimate sessions.  You didn’t think you’d be able to get off without his deep, gruff moans anymore.

Law finally stilled both his hand and his hips, leaving you twitching and completely fucked out below him.  His aching cock slipped out of you as soon as he pulled away, leaving you both feeling cold and very aware of the crazy mess the two of you had made on his bed sheets.  

“Shit…” Law groaned as he flopped backwards.  His feet were up by your waist, while yours were still draped across his hips, both pairs of legs parted.  The smell of sex permeated the air and you were positive you’d be able to smell it in the hallway if the door was opened.

You didn’t respond for a while, only heavy breaths entering and exiting your chest as you fought to catch up on air that had been violently forced out of you.

“Are you okay?” Law finally asked, barely having energy to pick up his head to gaze at you.

“Yeah… I’m fine.  You?”

“Completely spent.”

You shared a breathless laugh that lingered in the air, a soft pink cloud above you.

“I feel disgusting now,” you finally said after some more moments of comfortable silence.

“Good disgusting or bad disgusting?” Law asked back.

“Good, I think,” you replied.  “I don’t think I’ll be able to fuck for at least a month now, though.”

“You and me both.”  Law finally mustered up the energy to sit himself up on his elbows.  You did the same, though your arms were much more shaky than his.  “Have I ever made you come three times before?”

“Never.”

Law pondered your response for a few seconds before flashing a roguish grin.  “Damn, I’m good.”

“You can be prideful after you clean me up,” you groaned.

You wearily held your arm into the air, letting your hand flop back and forth as you waved.  Law chuckled, tiredly swinging his legs off of the bed.  He ignored your arm, instead choosing to scoop you up by your knees and shoulders, holding you close to his chest.  Your head plopped onto his shoulder, eyes closed and breaths finally steady.  Law gazed at the substantial wet patch that now tainted his white bed sheets, but kept his mouth shut.  Maybe six months ago he would’ve been disgusted at the mess you two had made, but with you fucked out and blissful in his arms and his own body tingling with a hot pink sensation that he couldn’t get enough of, he didn’t think it was very important.

With a hushed whisper, a blue glow enveloped the two of you and a swift hand motion teleported you to the bathroom.  Where, despite your fatigue, your sex only continued in the shower.

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[axcel-lucci]

Trick or tease

Trafalgar Law x fem!reader

A/n: decided to take a break for a moment lol, and I kinda wanna be a little dirty-

My masterlist

"Captain would LOVE this!" Ikkaku giggled as she hands (y/n) an outfit far too revealing to be a Halloween costume.

"D-do I have to wear this...? It seems... So embarrassing..." She muttered while staring at the outfit.

"It's not like captain's going out with us, and you want to stay so... Might as well enjoy, right?" Ikkaku grinned making (y/n) sigh heavily

"I see your point... But this is rather... Odd... Why do you simply have this in your closet? Specifically, in my size?"

"Ah well..."

...

The crew had left to go have fun on halloween, what will they do? Eh, who cares.

She put the outfit on and it was an overly sexualised bunny outfit in black, the top being right as hell, almost like a corset, and has no way to latch into her skin other than its tightness since it doesn't even have sleeves, her legs basically just being covered with fishnet stockings and good thing she has black heels to match.

What's left is the bunny ears and uh... Tail.

"Who's into this stuff?" She muttered to herself as she squeezed the fluffy tail in her hand that has a very obvious plug to stick inside her.

It just so happens the outfit has a hole to stick it inside without ruining it.

"And why does Ikkaku has this??" She also muttered

She puts on the ears first, since it was easier, and had to stop herself from whining too loud when she pushed the plug inside her unprepared ass, it was a weird sensation but it gave her pleasure nonetheless.

'so embarrassing...' she thought as she walked a few steps and whining softly at the pleasure on her backside.

"Will he even like this...?" She muttered before huffing with a frown.

A blush starting to form and her panties basically starting to dampen at every step she takes

"I shouldn't have put that there..." She said lowly before standing outside his office door.

"Come in" he said before she could even knock, damn his good haki.

She took a breath before exhaling to calm herself.

Walking in and closing the door behind her, Law was still studying in his desk, not noticing what she wore until he heard her heels clicking against the wooden floorboards.

He looked up from his book and his jaw dropped.

His already so beautiful and sexy woman in an even more sexier outfit, outlining her curves and practically every line he could see.

His boom was long forgotten as he stared at her with wide eyes and jaw dropping even more when she huffed and placed a hand on his desk

"Trick or treat... Captain" she muttered with a slight blush.

When he looked at her, he couldn't help but feel his pants tighten so much it was painful.

"H-hey...! Stop staring at me! I-is this alright...? Or should I have just called you into the bedroom instead...?" She muttered as she checked herself a little to make sure everything was in place

He couldn't help but lean when he saw the fluffy tail, he couldn't help but wonder if it was part of the costume or a plug-in. Only one way to find out.

"Come here" he said with a heavy tone

She walked around the desk to stand in front of him, he marveled at how beautiful the outfit was.

"So pretty..." He muttered before reaching out to her thighs, squeezing them tightly and pulling her close until she's standing, quite literally, between his legs.

His hands explored her legs while he kissed her abdomen while staring up at her with lust slowly filling his eyes, "did the crew put you up to this?"

"N-not really..." She gasped when he squeezed her ass tightly and his finger playing with the tail, making it wiggle inside her

"Oh?"

"I wanted to uhm... You know... So I asked Ikkaku and she helped me..."

"I see..." He smirked when he figured out that it was indeed a plug in, "I'll have to thank her tomorrow... The crew's out, yeah?"

"Mhmm" she nodded, words left her once he grabbed hold of the tail and moving it around by playing with it on the outside, "l-law... I... Mhh" she whined and gripped his shoulders

"You should've said trick or tease because this surely seemed to be a treat and a tease." He chuckled when he pulled it out slightly and shoving it back with a harsh thrust making her howl a moan, "but definitely a tease."

"L-law...! P-please..." She panted

"Definitely using this hole" he smirked

"H-huh...? But we've never really..."

"Ahh... I know" he smirked as he stood up and picked her up, "I'll take care of you. Promise"

He carried her to their room and locking it behind him just in case.

He placed her gently on the bed before turning her around so that her ass was in the air and her chest against the mattress.

"Come now..." He smirked as me pulled out their box of toys.

Contrary to popular belief, he loves using them on her, mostly because they bring her to much more reactions and resulting into more begging, in which he both loves.

"Let's remove this..." He smirked when she whined at him slowly pulling it out.

Until it popped out of her making her sigh in pleasure.

Remember the hole that the tail just went in? As it turns out, it was kinda big. Just closed up by a zipper.

Law licked his lips when he slowly unzipped her backside, revealing the already wet and slightly prepared hole.

"Now be quiet bunny,I'm preparing you for some mating." He smirked before pulling out beads in his pile.

He slowly but surely started teasing her with them, putting one in and popping it right out, putting them all in ever so slowly until she cries when he pulls them out in one tug.

By the time he knew he was done, her back side already felt so sensitive a small drop of lube might even make her come.

He hummed a little, "not enough" he smirked when he lubed up a dildo and slowly pushed it inside her with a teasing pace making her gasp and clench on the sheets with a drawn out, tired moan.

Once fully inside, he gave her some time to adjust before mercilessly pounding the toy in and out of her.

By this time, she was moaning against the sheets and a coil building up inside her, ready to snap.

Right before she was able to come, he pulled the toy all the way out.

"No...!" She cried, "i-i was so close...!"

"I don't want you coming to a toy, bunny" he smirked before climbing unto the bed and spreading her cheeks apart to stare at her delicious hole he wonderfully prepared just for himself.

"L-law...!"

"I'm your predator now, bunny. And you're my prey... This time, I'm mating with you and you have no choice but to accept it like the little slut you are." He chuckled before gripping her neck, burying her into the mattress even more

She gasped with a moan, her eyes rolling to the back on her head when he slapped her ass

"Do you understand?"

"Y-yes, s-sir...!"

"Good..." He smirked before slowly pushing himself inside her as she moaned, muffled by the bed until he bottomed out

His hands then gripped her hips so tightly she knew it was gonna bruise, "that's right... Bunny. Be my little mate and this wolf will devour you whole"

She whine, feeling him thrust slowly made her feel weird at first but it eventually felt more and more pleasurable as he builds his pace into a very much animalistic one.

Her loud moans, his deep grunts, and the slapping of skin are the only sounds heard inside the room.

She moaned like a cow when he leaned down and pulled the top part of her outfit to reveal her tits in which he played with, and him leaving marks of ownership on every exposed skin she has. Unfortunately, the outfit was slightly backless so he had his marks on her upper half

"A-ah...! L-law..." She moaned when she felt herself slowly growing more and more closer to her own release.

"It's master to you, prey." He growled as he slapped her ass making her gasped and eyes roll back.

"Y-yes master...!" She moaned.

Her back arched and tongue poking out of her mouth as her own saliva dropped down her chin when his thrusts suddenly grow more possessive.

"This body is mine, you understand? I'll buy you more outfits like this... Just know... You are mine, and mine a lone" he grunted in her ear as she felt him pulse inside her.

His mere voice brought her to her own orgasm that soaked the outfit and her but he was still going.

Eventually, he reached down to rub the very wet spot by her crotch, letting her approach yet another orgasm.

"M-master..!" She gasped.

He sped up his own thrusts, chasing his own high, before releasing his full load deep inside her, like he was fully intending to breed his bunny.

Once both were calmed down, law took the costume off and laid her naked body properly on the bed, on her back.

He smiled softly and kissed every inch of her body, massaged any tense muscles and just stared at his own cum leaking out of her hole endlessly.

"S-stop staring" she muttered but didn't do anything since she's tired.

"I really loved your outfit" he smiled as he cleaned her up and cuddled right next to her.

"I'm... Glad."

"Next time you wear that on Halloween, I would never be able to stop myself even further"

"Why? What's stopping you from doing it now?" It was a genuine question from (y/n).

But with the context of what they just did, Law took this as part 2 and tackled her

She just laughed a little until he impaled her ass again with his dick, making her moan so much more than just a cow. Fucking her dumb like he always do, but better.

Extra:

Her throat hurts the next day, her limbs were sore, and she was tired as hell. Considering they fucked until the sun rises.

But Law? Hell nah, he was bright and shining. Taking care of his bunny, and being in the brightest mood.

It was odd for him to be like that but Ikkaku knew what happened and just laughed to herself, and by herself I mean her, Shachi, and penguin.

But of course Law let her have some rest and even spoon fed her throughout the day, gave her desert, and gave up his studies just so he can cuddle with her.

Only to do the same thing next week at a hotel. Good thing the hotel had soundproof walls, hopefully.

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ᥫ᭡ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐫 | trafalgar law x f!reader

✧ chapter 6 :: truth

｡˚ word count: 5.65k

｡˚ a/n: sorry for the late upload !! all i’ve been doing is sleeping lmao

｡˚ content warning(s) :: pussy eating, p in v, plain old smut

｡˚ tags: @punem699, @toshirolovebot

unexpectedly, you showed up at the new meeting spot days after kaidou and luffy’s fight. most of the alliance were already there discussing something else, but when you arrived without any prior notice, the attention shifted to you. not much has happened on your end, so the alliance gave you updates on what was going on. their plan had been figured out, and now some of law’s subordinates were in prison. it looked like things were starting to go downhill, but everybody still had hope.

ever since luffy got put in prison, they have been waiting on him to get out. you felt as if the straw hats believed in their captain more than a religious person believed in god. as the conversation died down, you heard arguing between shinobu and law about something. you walked up to them to see what was going on, but they stopped when the short woman turned to look at you.

“oh look, the other rat!” she snapped. you kept your cool demeanor as she insulted you. the other rat? you looked at law, who already seemed to be in a bad mood. whatever she was accusing you of, she seemed to already have accused law of it too.

“what do you mean by rat?” you asked. your stance became more intimidating as you took one more step closer to her. she placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, to which you didn’t pay any mind. she wouldn’t dare to attack you. “are you accusing me of something?”

“i’m accusing you of betrayal,” she said. “you’re in on it—you and traf’s crew! you’re ratting us out to spare yourselves, but it makes more sense if it was you since you’re cozying up to kaidou!

“if that were even true, why would i bother showing my face to you right here, right now?” you asked, leaning down to her height. your eyes looked directly into hers, and it scared her. deep into your iris, she could see flames burning in them. you were no person to mess with, and her accusing you of such nonsense for whatever reason only made you angry.

“i would have burned your village already,” you said, walking around her. “your friends and your family would all have been burned, and i would’ve left you last to suffer.” you stopped behind her. she was as still as a statue. you bent down behind her and placed your hands on her shoulders, grabbing onto them hard. she almost jumped underneath your warm grip, but you made sure she didn’t move. your lips moved close to her ear.

“you’re only here alive because of me,” you whispered. your hands ran down to her arms. “watch your tongue, or i will show you no mercy next time.”

you stood back up and took a few steps back. shinobu couldn’t turn to look at you. you took the breath out of her when you grabbed her like that. she could feel the rage circulating inside of you, and she didn’t want to know your full capability. you heard law scoff and start walking away, but you followed after him. he walked into the nearby field, and once you were quite a few ways from the rest of the group, you called out to him.

“where are you going?” you asked, grabbing his shoulder. you both stopped walking as you forced him to turn around and face you.

law moved your hand off of him. “i’m going to save my crew,” he said. his voice was spiteful, and he had that angry look in his eyes.

“it’s a trap. they want to lure you out to capture you—kill you, even!”

“do you think of me to be that stupid? i’m not one to get caught easily.”

“kaidou will kill you if he finds you. he won’t lock you up like straw hat.” your voice was stern.

law didn’t say anything else. he looked at you, narrowed his eyes, then started to walk away. you started to become upset. what is wrong with him? treating you this disrespectfully made you angry. it was second nature to him to be like this but with you? you wouldn’t take it. you watched him walk a few more paces. “trafalgar!” you yelled, but he didn’t stop walking.

then there was a screeching roar, and you looked up at the sky to see your dragon flying overhead. law quickly stopped when he saw her, and she focused her attention on him instead of you. she came down close to him, keeping herself in the air as she looked right at him. morgul dropped to the ground and looked at him as if he was just food. she snarled at him, clearly upset and angry, just like you.

you walked up behind him once again. “she knows that you disrespected me,” you said, walking around him. “dragons are more intelligent than you think…” you stopped right in front of law.

he looked at you. “i won’t beg for your forgiveness—“

“do you have a problem with me, trafalgar?” you raised an eyebrow and held your hands together in front of you. “did i do something wrong to deserve this shitty behavior of yours?” you leaned in close to his face, narrowing your eyes. he wanted to break eye contact with you but couldn’t. law didn’t want to admit it to himself, but he was intimated at that moment. you had that grip on him, not with your hands, but with your eyes. and your large dragon behind you only made it worse since she was looking directly at him.

“ever since i stepped foot in this country, you have constantly acted like i meant nothing,” you said. “am i nothing to you now? was what we had nothing to you?”

“whatever we had going on needed to stop,” he said, taking a step back. you were too close. “it was a risk to be with you like that. especially now considering that we’re in a war.”

“but—“

“we will both end up getting killed if we keep showing affection for each other,” law said. “that is why i stopped… we cannot be together.”

you took in everything he said. you hated that he was right and also hated that he thought of you as weak. four dragons in total with more on the way, two of the greatest armies the world has ever seen, and a conqueror of most of the new world. kaidou, let alone anybody else, would be having a difficult time trying to take you out. your demeanor changed, and instead of being angry, you became upset.

“if that is what you think is best…” you said, but you weren’t agreeing with him. “but i need to know if you did have feelings for me during that short time, or still do.” you caught law off guard with how bold you were. you saw his eyes widen, but it was so fast that you barely caught it.

“we’ve only known each other for a few weeks at best—“

“do you have feelings for me?” you cut him off. you stepped toward him as you felt tears in your eyes. “you’re not denying it.” you whispered—your voice on the verge of cracking.

law lowered his sword from his shoulder to his hip. his expression softened. “drop it,” he said. he didn’t want you to stop. you grabbed the collar of his clothes and brought him even closer to you.

“i’ll drop it only if you admit that you don’t have feelings for me—that you don’t want anything to do with me anymore,” you said, tilting your head a bit to the side. “but have you ever loved somebody the way you loved me that night?” when he didn’t say anything you only felt more hurt. you tightened your grip to stop yourself from crying.

what you had that night was real. not even your late husband made you feel that way. it was true love. it was an honest connection. it was something that never occurred between two people such as yourselves. you needed to know. you needed to know so bad that it felt like a stab wound to the heart when he wouldn’t say anything. you pursed your lips and furrowed your eyebrows.

“tell me you don’t want me, law.”

he dropped his sword and grabbed your hips, slamming your body against his as he kissed you. you tensed up at the sudden move but soon relaxed into it. your hands slid up to his neck and then to his cheeks. you missed this.

law pulled away and looked into your eyes. he knew you for a few weeks only, but anything you did made him go crazy for you. you didn’t know anything about him, and he didn’t know anything about you. but somehow, he fell for you, and he fell for you hard. does he love you? yes. would he die for you? yes. law realized at that moment when he saw that fire in your eyes that he would do anything for you and that hiding his emotions away only made it worse. you tore that wall down faster than anybody did in his life, and he was scared but in awe of that fact.

you looked away from him and at your dragon. morgul flew off, and the two of you were left alone again. law placed his hand on your cheek and directed your gaze back to him. you held his hand and smiled. he kissed you again, but this time you pulled away. you moved away from his embrace and took a step back. he looked confused, but you gave him a reassuring look.

“i don’t mean to ruin the mood, but i’ve been waiting to tell you this,” you said. “you’re not going to like it.”

“what is it?” he asked.

you thought for a few seconds about how to approach the topic, but you sighed and just decided to say it outright. “kaidou asked me to marry him.”

you swore you saw his eyes almost fall out of his head. “what?!” he yelled.

“you were wrong,” you said. “he didn’t want to kill me; he wanted to combine our power.”

“what the fuck did you tell him?”

“i said that i would think about it, but i might agree to it.”

“are you nuts?!”

you rolled your eyes. “think for a second before letting your jealousy cloud your eyes,” you said, grabbing his shoulders to shake him a little. you laughed and shook your head once he managed to calm down a little.

“i don’t want to marry again,” you said. “but if i stay as his fiancée until after the raid, then i will gain his allies. they will see me as the queen that i am and will join my side.”

“but if you kill kaidou, they might want to kill you,” he said. “pirates are unpredictable. some might join you for killing such a destructive person, but the others might plot against you for ruining their lives.”

“… you’re right,” you let go of him. “i’ll have to talk about it with my advisors.” you walked away from him to look for something to sit on. law thought for a few seconds. would becoming his wife support your cause or ruin it? you might gain more allies but create more enemies or gain no allies and create fewer enemies—either way; the situation wouldn’t cause you to lose forces.

“no, you’re right,” he said, following you. “you won’t lose anything, but you might gain something.”

you stopped to look at him, smiling a little. “you’re only saying that because you like the idea of being my paramour,” you joked. law tried to hold back the smirk creeping onto his lips but couldn’t. you chuckled at his reaction right as your smail started to ring. you took it out and answered it. the first thing you heard was loud noises before the sound of your advisor’s voice coming through.

“m-my queen!” he exclaimed. “we’ve been looking everywhere for you!”

“i apologize,” you said, not feeling that sorry.

“where are you?”

“i’m… sightseeing with morgul. why?”

“big mom and kaidou are fighting each other over here. i advise that you stay away until it is safe enough to come back.”

“big mom?!” you exclaimed worriedly. “are you and the others alright?”

“we’re in a safe area; please do not worry about us. i shall contact you again when the fighting is over. but please hurry when i do.”

“yes, of course…”

eddard hung up, and you put the device away. you looked at law with concern. “how can i not worry?” you asked. “maybe i should head back—“

“it wouldn’t be a good time,” said law, cutting you off. “besides, the sun is starting to set. one night away wouldn’t be that bad.”

“i suppose…”

you held your hands together nervously and followed him to where he dropped his sword. law picked it up and leaned it against his shoulder once again. “i know a safe place where we can stay,” he said. “it’s in better condition than oden castle.”

you came up beside him. “i’ll have to see for myself.”

he shook his head and started to lead you the other way from where the rest of the group was. “it’s only a few miles walk from here…”

you stopped walking when you heard the length of the walk. law looked at you to see that you had an irritated look on your face.

“you do realize that i have a dragon that can fly us there, right?”

—

after riding on morgul for a short ride, you and law arrived in the area he told you about. in the nearby distance, you saw a small house sitting a bit far from the others. the village was abandoned, but when you stepped up onto the porch, you realized that they had cleaned it up a bit. you both entered the home. it was smaller than what the outside showed, and it seemed to have two rooms: the main room and the bathroom. you looked around with a judgmental look to which law took the pleasure of noticing.

“what were you expecting? a palace?” he made a snarky remark. you shot him a look before walking over to the small kitchen.

“is there any clean water?” you asked.

“there is a small man-made lake in the forest nearby,” he said. “if you’re thirsty, i can go get you some water.”

“we’ll have to filter it.”

“it’s for drinking, not for marine life to grow in.”

“oh.”

you looked at him and smiled. “if it doesn’t trouble you…” law reassured you before leaving the house. you walked over to the bathroom and entered it. surprisingly, it was clean. there was a toilet, bathtub, and sink. you gripped the rim of the sink and looked at yourself in the mirror. it was slightly cracked, but you didn’t care. you looked at your hair and felt relieved when it was still in place, but you wanted to lie down already and go to sleep. you took your time undoing your hair and taking your jewelry off. you placed everything on the sink counter where you would find them in the morning.

law came back right as you left the bathroom. he brought back water in a wooden bucket that was left on the porch, and you thanked him for it. you grabbed a cup from the kitchen and scooped up some water to drink it. you have been so thirsty the whole day; you couldn’t imagine what the people of wano are going through. you placed the cup down and then started to take off your clothes. law seemed to have stepped out for a bit to make a call, so you decided to just undress all the way. you were going to be under the covers anyway, so he wouldn’t notice unless you wanted him to otherwise.

you felt the cold breeze hit you as you went to go lay down on the futon. you covered yourself with the blankets and waited for law to come back inside. and when he did, he stopped himself from walking when he noticed you already tucked in. he then looked at your pile of neatly folded clothes and saw how your underwear and bra just had to rest on top of it. now he knew you were naked, and he couldn’t help but feel hot.

as you listened to him undress, you suddenly started to feel that need for him again. your cunt started to ache at the thought of him next to your naked body and what he would do to you. you squeezed your legs shut to stop yourself, but it only made you hornier. law laid down next to you, and that is when you finally turned your head to look at him. the candle that he lit on the counter suddenly went out. now you were alone in the quiet darkness. you let your eyes adjust for a little bit, and once you were able to see the area around you, you came to realize that the window nearby had some moonlight coming in. it made your vision better.

you sighed and looked back at law, who had his back turned to you. you reached your arm out and used a finger to trace the back tattoos. law felt goosebumps run up his back, and he moved his head to look at you. you looked at him and then propped your head up onto your hand.

“you don’t sleep this early, do you?” you asked.

“not really,” he said, laying on his back now. “but what else is there to do?”

you rolled your eyes and laid down on your back as well. “there are many things to do.”

“like what?”

“like fucking me as if i’m a whore.”

you looked at each other at that moment. law could see the tiniest smirk on your lips, but all he could do was lay there in a bit of shock. he sat up and leaned on his hands. “are you messing with me?” he asked. you also sat up and let the blanket fall onto your lap, exposing yourself to him.

“does it look like i’m messing with you?” you asked, leaning towards him. you never averted your eyes, but with your lips so close to his, he couldn’t help but take a glance at them.

“i don’t think it’s a good idea—“

you cut him off. “why do you deny yourself such pleasures? why don’t you let yourself have some fun for once? why not take a risk? if there even is a risk at all here, nobody will come near a dragon,” you moved your lips close to his ear. “if i cannot have children and morgul will not have anybody near us, then why is it not a good idea? tell me…”

law moved his head to kiss your lips, but you teased him by moving away. “tell me,” you whispered again. “why do you deny me?” your voice—it was commanding, and it turned him on.

“how can i ever deny you?” he whispered. “even when i try, you still pull me back in.” law grabbed your neck, and you grabbed his hand. he wasn’t choking you, just holding you. but you saw that look in his eyes. he could kill you right here, right now, and nobody would ever know. he could do whatever he wanted to do, but you trusted him. you trusted him with your life. law moved his hand up to your chin, and you felt a bit of relief. “even now my mind tells me no, but my heart says yes. i shouldn’t lay with you. i shouldn’t be holding you like this. but here we are, giving into each other’s temptations…”

“am i just a temptation to you?” you asked with a soft voice. law shook his head and let go of you. he pushed you back down on the mattress with your head on the pillow. he threw the blanket away, and you immediately shivered when you felt the cold air hit your skin again.

he moved in between your legs and leaned over you. he looked into your eyes as you went to grab for his cheeks. law felt his heartbeat pick up the pace the longer he stared at you. he always thought about you no matter what the situation was. now to have you here, under him, again, only made him fall for you even more. you cut his thoughts off by kissing him. he kissed back, and when he pulled away, you moved his head down a little and kissed his forehead. you might think yourself mad, but you thought to yourself that you might love the pirate captain. law moved his head out of your hands and kissed your chest.

the lower he went, the heavier your breathing became. you craved him so badly. it’s been weeks since you had him like this, on top of you, wanting to have and taste you. and when he grabbed your legs and pulled you up to his body, forcing your cunt to be closer to his face, which opposed your comfort level, you only felt your cheeks heat up and pussy getting wet. you sat up on your elbows to get in a more comfortable position but then frowned and immediately laid back down to place your hands on your stomach. law noticed your disappointment.

“what’s wrong?” he asked, kissing the inside of your thigh.

“it’s stupid…” you said.

“stupid enough that you’re caring about it?” he raised his eyebrows at you, and you rolled your eyes at him.

you sighed. “i think i’ve gained weight.”

“so?”

“i don’t like how my stomach looks bloated all the time. this island has made me lazy…”

“who cares? nobody is looking at your stomach aside from me.”

“how can you be so sure? maybe i’ve been fucking brothel whores and gigolos.” he couldn’t help but laugh, and you laughed with him. but he was right; he was the last person you laid with within a month or so. law didn’t say anything about your comment. he only gave you a sly smirk before moving his head in between your legs and licking your cunt. you, at first, bit the inside of your lip to not be loud. but then you remembered—the both of you are alone, far away from other people. when law did it again, you finally let out a moan. yeah, it finally felt good to let yourself go.

law kissed your clit, but then kept his lips there as he sucked on it. it left you breathless; you never endured such pleasure before. and when he pulled away and flicked his tongue at it, looking straight at you the whole time, your back arched just a little from the ground as you moaned.

“you like that?” he asked in that teasing voice of his. you nodded your head as he relentlessly plunged his tongue into you, nose now in your wet cunt.

“yes, don’t stop!” you moaned loudly. he didn’t stop. he only went faster, which only made your legs weaker and your body hot. you bucked your hips up when he moved one of his hands to start rubbing at your clit.

you felt tears in your eyes. it felt so good. it felt so good you didn’t know what to do. your body reacted in ways you never thought you would experience. it was just surges of pleasure going through you every second. it was constantly wet and hot, and when he moved his hand away to lick your clit again, you rocked your hips against his lips and cried out his name. you reached for anything to grab onto to stop yourself from moving around much, but your hand only found solace in the blanket beside you.

law licked your clit in circles now with determination to make you cum hard in his mouth. you shut your eyes tightly and let out a few curses. you never realized how good a doctor could fuck somebody. he used the same hand that rubbed your clit earlier to now use his finger to slip inside you so easily. you still felt so tight, so good, and so hot. you whipped your head to the right and moaned even louder, which only made law slide in a second finger.

“yes!” you let it slip in between your moans. you sat up on your elbows again and reached one of your hands to grab a fistful of his hair, using it to help guide his tongue where you needed it to go. law moaned right into your cunt, sending vibrations throughout your body. you felt goosebumps go up your back and your arms; that’s what you wanted.

you pressed his face further against your cunt and fucked yourself even harder. law retaliated by doing the same, and it made you weak.

you whined his name when you felt your abdomen become burning hot. it was your orgasm, and it was going to be fucking hard and hot. your breathing became heavier, and your chest rose faster. you couldn’t hold it, no way, not when law wasn’t going to slow down anytime soon. with a few more thrusts of his fingers, and him sucking your clit, you suddenly tensed up and stopped bucking your hips into him. you threw your head back and arched your back, feeling your orgasm hit hard. but he never pulled away. even as you moaned and cried your way through it, he still never stopped. you tasted so good, and the longer he stayed eating you out, the more sensitive you became to his touch.

eventually, your clit was too sensitive, and you were too overstimulated enough to continue. you used your hand to push law’s head out in between your legs, and you scooted back a bit to lay flat on the ground. you were trying to catch your breath after all that, but then law appeared over you and grabbed your chin. you looked at his lips to see your cum on them, then back into his eyes.

“you missed some,” you said, smiling.

you brought him down onto you as you kissed him, tasting yourself finally. you pulled away and pushed him off of you gently. his head hit the pillow beside yours, and you sat on top of him. you looked down and moved a little to grab his already hard cock, sliding your hand up and down just to hear him moan your name. finally, you brought your cunt down and slid his dick in between your folds. you shut your eyes and threw your head back in pure bliss. just the tip of his cock could do this to you, and it was no surprise how much you enjoyed it that first time the both of you fucked each other.

you moved your hips to find a good rhythm for the two of you. law grabbed your hips to stop you and then moved his up, almost slamming all of him inside of you if you didn’t sit up a little. “law!” you moaned. he only grabbed your hips tighter to keep you still and moaned when he bucked his hips back up against yours.

“you said you wanted to be fucked like a whore,” he said. you moaned louder when he fucked you again, but harder this time, sliding his dick more into you. “so, i’ll fuck you like one.”

this was your second time together, but even as he continued to fuck you, it all felt like the first time again. you feel as if you were never going to be prepared enough for him. as you move up and down, with the help of law’s hands moving you, each thrust becomes rougher and harder. he wasn’t fully inside of you yet, but his dick kept hitting the spot that made you go mad.

law quickly sat up and moved his hands up to your waist. he thrust his whole dick into you, and you cried out his name and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him to your chest. your tears strewed down your face, and it felt like a waterfall. but you were so turned on. his moans were right in your ear now, and his thrusts were harder and harder. you feel your abdomen become all hot again, but it is more intense this time.

it doesn’t take the both of you long before you feel yourselves becoming short-breathed and moaning quite more often. law fucks you as if it’ll be the last time he will ever touch you, and it makes the sex all that better with him. with his dick moving in and out of you so fast, you don’t care if it slips out sometimes. he fills you with your greatest desires and makes you wish that you could stay like this for all of eternity. just fucking and kissing him all the time. you cry tears of pleasure and happiness, and you, in a rare moment, don’t care about how presentable you look. you just want to be with him. you just want him to fill the inside of you.

his hand moves down to your clit, and you tense up underneath his touch. the warmth becomes killer, and you feel like you cannot take it anymore. you tangle a hand in his black hair and keep your head resting on his shoulder. “yes, don’t stop!” you say in one breath. “law, please!”

“let me see your face,” law says, grinding his hips against yours. your other hand grips his shoulder as you move away from it. he leans forward and kisses your lips, and you kiss him back harder. as you kiss, he rubs your clit harder, and you moan into his mouth. you can’t take it anymore.

you pull away from the kiss, and with one more hard thrust, you feel yourself cum on him once again. you cry as the hard orgasm hits, and your walls clench around his erection. this makes law stop and immediately cum inside you with no warning. you ruthlessly grind against him, riding out your orgasm on him to not let the feeling stop. you hug him closer to your chest, and your nails go down his back, scratching at the tattooed skin.

your clit touches his skin, and you sit up on your knees immediately. anything your cunt touches makes it too painful to bear, and you can’t endure it, not like last time. you let go of him and lay down next to him, covering your cunt with your hand as you still feel both your cum and his cum still coming out of it. you are breathless and oversensitive yet again.

law lays down beside you, but you don’t move close to him. the both of you lay there panting until it is quiet, and the only sound you hear are the sounds of nature and the boards occasionally creaking. you find yourself looking up at the ceiling, hand still on your cunt, as you think of nothing. but then you sit up and move your hand away, taking a look down at the mess in between your legs. you secretly enjoy the look of it.

“we need to clean ourselves up,” said law. you turn your head to look at him, but your eyes take time to adjust to the darkness again.

“you’re not one for pillow talk, are you?” you joked. he scoffs, and you smile. “there’s not enough water for the both of us anyway.” you continue, looking away from him. you hear law stand up and go to the bathroom, and he comes back out a minute later with a towel in his hands.

he sat down beside you and handed you the towel. “you can go one night without taking a bath,” he said as you cleaned yourself up. you rolled your eyes before throwing the towel somewhere else. the both of you laid back down, but this time under the covers of the thin blanket. it wasn’t much to protect you from the cold, but with law holding you close to his chest, you were warm.

minutes passed, and you fell asleep in his embrace, but you only fell asleep for around half an hour before waking up, not feeling him with you anymore. with the moonlight coming in through a window, you managed to see law standing at the edge of the mattress, putting on his clothes. you squint your eyes at him.

“where are you going?” you asked, sitting up. you pulled the sheets up to your body as the cold air hit you. there was no warmth or light in this house. law stopped putting his clothes on to look at you. you looked concerned.

“outside,” he said. “need to make sure the area is safe. i can’t help but stress over it.” he looked away to finish what he was doing, but you grabbed his hand and tugged on it. law stopped and looked back at you.

“morgul is outside, remember?” you said. “she will protect us, don’t worry. and if somebody were to come here, she won’t spare them. nobody will know…” you grabbed his hand with both of yours and begged him to sit down next to you again. law slowly sat back down, and you removed his clothes again. the both of you laid back down again, and for the rest of the night, his arms were wrapped around you securely.

you fell back asleep.

ch. 7 !

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[smutbae]

Royal Guard! Law X Princess! Reader NSFW 🔞 Part One

Tw: degradation, explicit sexual content, dirty talk, dom/sub, impiled yandere behavior from law, smut.

*minors dni, get the fuck away from here*

Once upon a time….

There was a large beautiful kingdom located in the North Blue. Inside the kingdom held a powerful and influential family. There was the mighty king and his lovely queen, along with their only child, the princess. The princess was known throughout all the North Blue as being an innocent and gentle soul whose beauty could brighten a gloomy day. She had the whole country in the palm of her hands and at first it was rewarding to be able to one day rule over the great country. But as the years went on and more responsibilities came to her, the young woman realized she did not want this lifestyle and the overbearing duties anymore.

Looking well past the lavish gifts and food being provided to her, she witnessed how horribly the king and queen treated their citizens. Regular men and women were working back-breaking hours only to receive scraps to feed their children. If they complained or protested in any way, they were subjected to public humiliation or were beaten down by the guards until they stopped breathing. Their poor children were forced to watch as their beloved parents were being whipped until there was no more skin on their backs. The shock and horror on the children's faces were forever sketched into the princess's memory. 

Once the princess became of age, she sought out ways to take over the kingdom; to change the vile ways her parents have so long enforced onto their people. Unbeknownst to her, the king and queen had assigned their daughter a new guard to watch over her. His name alone struck intense fear into the hearts of many people. Formerly known as the Surgeon Of Death, he changed his path and became a royal guard known as Law. Tall, dark, and mysterious were the only attributes people knew about him. When he first met the princess while returning from an important mission, he was notably stoic and cold to her. Believing her to be a rotten spoiled brat with the image of a pure golden child, he tried to distance himself from the young woman but failed miserably and hilariously.

As months went by and seasons changed, so did his attitude towards her. The young woman proved him wrong many times and grew to like him more than a close disgruntled friend. Her actions of kindness and compassion to her citizens made his stone heart beat with admiration and even love. But love is a rather strange thing; well it can be filled with peace and everlasting happiness, it can also cause destructive behavior and bring out the worst in people. 

A once pure and innocent woman can turn into something vindictive and deadly….

Before, the royal guard was always giving you a hard time. Scolding you for a few small mistakes, following your every move when you think he is not near, burning daggers into any man who poorly attempted to woo your affections. Yet you never expected something like this.

Your royal guard, Trafalgar Law, would be giving certain looks that you knew were far from innocent. Then came the lingering hidden touches to your arms and waist while you studied or attended to others; it had you craving him more and more each passing day. Unbeknownst to the king and queen, Law would have you on your hands and knees every other night. Moaning your kind little heart out while he has your body writhing in raw unadulterated pleasure and tonight was no different. You had just gotten done with your studies and about to make your way down the empty halls to your bedroom until Law stops you by gently grabbing your arm. You turn to him and smile dreamily, his warm husky scent overwhelming your senses.

"Is there anything you need, Trafalgar?"

"My lady, would you care to join me this evening? Perhaps in your chambers?"

He ducks down slightly to whisper his request lowly in your ear. You quietly swallow the nervous lump in your throat and nod your head as he pecks the corner of your lips sweetly, knowing well that the kiss was far too tender for what is to come. You take him by his large tattooed hand and lead to your bedchambers, knowing neither servant or royal would be awake at this late hour; so he can have you to himself without all the secrecy.

Law locks the doors swiftly as the two of you make it inside your room. With a mischievous smirk, he pushes you up against the doors with your arms raised above your head, your ample cleavage spilling over the top of the flowy white gown adorning your body. His other hand holding your waist with a possessive grip, he lowers his head down to the junction that connects your neck and shoulder, kissing and sucking dark marks on the soft flesh causing you to let out low moans and gasps. 

"I wonder, what would the king think of this? His most trusted royal guard, fucking his lovely little princess until she can't think straight. It would break his old rotten heart, wouldn't it y/n-ya?" 

He says this in between kisses on your neck and cleavage. A lusty moan escapes your lips when he bites the top of your right breast, licking over the newly created mark to soothe the pain. Your shapely hips wriggle up against his lean muscular frame, his prominent bulge feeling wonderful close to your clothed cunt.

"Traf-"

"That's not what you call when we're alone."

"Sir. Please sir, fuck me until I drip with your seed."

Law groans huskily at how his title falls from your lips and slowly trails both of his hands down to your ass to roughly squeeze, a cute whine encouraging him to kiss you. His sensuous tongue parts your lips and begins eagerly exploring your mouth. His half-lidded gray eyes look down upon your heated face. He wraps his long strong arms around you and lifts your body up with ease. Your legs come around his thin waist as he makes his way over to your welcoming bed.

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[euaphoria1]

“I BEEN A1 FROM DAY ONE YOU N*GGAS BOO BOO”

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[hapoyyy]

https://www.tumblr.com/hapoyyy/718399956037304320/strawhats-reacting-to-you-saying-you-used-all?source=share

And i did!

But im sorry it took like 3 months for me to start writing again... I had something going on in my life and lost all the motivation i had, but now i am back and stronger than before!

If you want you can also request!

Enjoy!!!!

AGHH THISSS MANNNN.

aham.

This guy is quite responsible, after all, he is a captain… So, even if spending his money would be a horrible idea, why not get some new clothes? It's his fault you're wearing that nasty yellow suit.

so you did.

OF COURSE you can't tell him, or he'll teleport you outside his sub.

BUT BOOOY, he was more than irritated when he found out about the missing money.

He asked everyone about it, but he was more than 200% sure it was you cause you were wearing new clothing.

-Did you do it? He asked, eyeing you up and down. -No? -You did it.

An uneasy hush shaped the air until he eventually sighs.

If you don't make any money tomorrow, I'm going to forbid you from cuddling Bepo.

-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

idk who else i should write so please inspire me :))

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[willowbelle]

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, fem afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

a few drabbles for how the monster trio + ace & law respond to you asking them to fuck you harder! (>ᴗ•) !

cw: fem afab!reader, piv sex, spanking, praise, choking, rough sex, positions (in order): mating press, doggy style, cowgirl, wall sex, prone bone.

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

"Please, Harder!" Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

Luffy:

Luffy seldom falters in his incessant pace; he revels in his ability to fuck you like an animal in heat; harder and faster than anything you’ve ever experienced. He's captivated by the sounds emanating from your throat, and the knowledge that he's the one eliciting such responses makes it even more enticing. He diligently strives to uncover a wide array of your vocalizations, collecting them, almost. 

On this occasion in particular, he’s got you on your back, legs dangling over his toned shoulders as he holds you down by your waist, pounding his length into your needy cunt while you scream and whine for him. 

A new noise erupts from your heaving chest, one that Luffy’s never heard before;  a plea,

“Please, Luffy, harder!”

The foreign sentence prompts his ears to perk up, momentarily causing his pace to falter. He looks down at you, his eyes widening as he carefully studies your face to confirm he heard you correctly.

Suddenly, a smile tugs at his lips, and he bursts into hearty laughter, 

“You want me to fuck you harder?” he giggles, but his tone is tinted with a bit of playful arrogance, “Sure! If you think you can handle it!” 

Seeing your desperation as a challenge, the captain accepts eagerly, aiming to prove himself. He grounds his knees harder into the mattress and pulls his hips back before thrusting in abruptly, making you cry out as the tip of his cock batters your sweet spot. 

"That's a new one!" he chuckles, the unfamiliar sound igniting a flame within him that courses through his veins and singes his blood, filling him with an exhilaration beyond compare.

Determined to hear the special noise again, he commences with his unruly pace, making your screams rise in pitch. 

The grip he has on your waist tightens as he continues pounding you, the sounds of your sloppy cunt accepting his cock over and over again causing elation to flood his skull, 

“This hard enough for ya, baby?"

Zoro:

Zoro is a relentless force, driven by an insatiable desire to prove himself; strength and sexual abilities alike. 

He refuses to settle for anything less than excellence, especially in the bedroom. He’s in constant pursuit of validation, hellbent on getting you to scream his name only seconds in. 

Zoro’s got you on your hands and knees, treating your insides with brutal thrusts as he kneels behind you; thick, strong fingers bruising the plush flesh of your hips as he grasps them tightly. 

His grip is like a vise, unyielding and firm, your screams falling on deaf ears as he rails you mercilessly. He always aims to assert his dominance, his presence, and when your needy request makes its way to him, to say he’s surprised is an understatement. 

“Please, Zoro, harder!”

He’s still holding you, with unwavering resolve, but his harsh pace as slowed, just barely, so he can hear you over the lewd sounds of your skin slapping together. 

“Say that again.” 

And you do, making the large man behind you let out an amused tsk. 

He promptly obliges, but not because you’re in charge; oh no, he’s fueled by a fierce resolve to make you rue the moment you questioned his abilities.

The swordsman’s grip tightens on your hips as he immediately begins thrusting harder, so intensely it makes stars erupt beneath your eyelids. 

He’s groaning behind you, planting harsh smacks to your ass as he proceeds, obsessed with the way your cunt sucks in his cock so greedily. 

Your mouth hangs slack and screams escape from it as he pounds you.

You’re a weak, trembling mess, causing the green-haired man to smirk as he leans down to rasp in your ear, 

“Careful what you ask for.”

Sanji:

Sanji would move mountains for you, sacrifice everything to grant you joy. He’s entrapped by you and your presence; and it transforms him into a devoted disciple, eager to fulfill your every waking need. He hangs onto every word you say, treasuring each syllable as though you’re a deity among mortals. 

He’s always been a gentle lover; petrified of hurting you, of damaging that precious body of yours that he worships so obsessively. 

His adoration transcends mere admiration; he’s a devotee, obsessed with pleasing you with his gifted hands and gentle, strategic hips. 

You’re on top tonight, grinding up and down on his length. You’re desperate for more, though, greedily moving your hips in a tight circle as you move up and down. 

He’s quick to notice; promptly reaching up to hold your waist and aid you in your efforts, lifting his hips to thrust up into you slowly, carefully. 

You whine at the pleasant sensation; it's welcomed, but it’s not enough. 

“Please, Sanji, harder!”

Although he’s a bit taken aback by your sudden request, he doesn’t stop to think, he just obeys. Sanji presses his heels into the mattress to use his strong, lean legs to aid him in pounding into you from below, groaning as he looks up at you longingly. 

“As you wish, beautiful.”

You’re panting, crying out for him as he fucks you harder than ever before; the pace is uncharacteristic but seemingly natural for the gentle cook.

The sight of your face contorted in pleasure makes the coil tighten in his lower stomach, his thrusts are becoming sloppy but remain brutal as he desperately leads you towards your orgasm, 

“Sure you can take it, my love?”

Ace:

Ace is an enigma; a determined, goal-oriented man, but a kind, compassionate one, nonetheless. 

He regularly tightropes the fine line between rearranging your guts and making sweet, gentle love to you. 

His ambition is unwavering, but his heart remains soft and tender as he strives you make you shake and whine beneath him. He wants to stuff your brain full of nothing but lustful visions of the two of you; the juxtaposition of him fucking you roughly while he caresses and kisses your cheek. 

He’ll usually start gently, kindly; moving his hips carefully, softly moving his lengthy cock in and out of you. 

However, any little whine, squirm, or plea from you can flip the switch inside Ace; ignite the flame within him that singes his skin and plunges him into the unruly parts of himself. In an instant, he’ll be pounding you relentlessly, pace remaining brutal and firm as he makes you scream and pick your brain to find the moment he shifted. 

Tonight is no different as Ace has you pressed against the wall, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he holds you up, gently thrusting in and out of your tight cunt. 

You’re digging your nails down his freckled back, prying at his skin, praying that your touches alone are enough to signal that you’re desperate for more. 

He persists like he has been, however, softly and gently, placing sweet kisses to your neck and chest. 

You’re a whining mess, desire pricking at your goosebump-riddled skin as you nip at his collarbone, silently begging him to fuck you harder.

He’s stubborn, clearly, his pace remaining steady as he groans into your ear. 

A plea tickles at your throat but you don’t attempt to stop it, instead, you allow the cry to bubble over and meet Ace’s ear,

“Please, Ace, harder!”

And there it was, the switch flipping; the very moment when kind, gentle Ace retreats, and rough, wild Ace emerges. 

His grip on your hips tightens and he presses you into the wall harder, reaching up to firmly grasp your throat,

“Oh, yeah?” he growls, bringing his hips back to pound into you harshly, earning a weak cry from your slack jaw. 

His pace is immediately overwhelming; you can feel his thick cock in your stomach as he stuffs you full, his blunt tip bullying your cervix with each pass, making you cry out rhythmically. 

“This is a dangerous game you’re playing, pretty girl.” 

Law:

Law navigates the world with a keen eye and a steady hand; and these traits always remain true, even in the bedroom. 

He’s a meticulous, observant man; and although he may seem dull, he never misses a beat. 

He opts for studying your body; your noises, your movements, in order to please you in the ways you need, not just the ways you want.

Every action is calculated, every decision weighed with thoughtful consideration. He moves with purpose, deliberate and measured, leaving nothing to chance. 

Nothing goes unnoticed, or falls under the radar when you’re with Law; he may be tedious with his touches, but damn, it’s worth it, because he does it all perfectly.

Beneath his analytical exterior lies an insatiable curiosity; a deep, obsessive desire to understand every facet of your being, from the intricacies of your mind to the contours of your exquisite body. 

He wants nothing more than to please you beyond comprehension. 

You’re laying on your stomach, a pillow beneath your pelvis to raise you a bit. Law is hovering above you as he thrusts steadily into your cunt, leaning down to groan in your ear and kiss along your nape. 

His pace is fixed but firm, and the position you’re in aids him in hitting your sweet-spot dead-on with each thrust. 

You’re whimpering needily, coming undone beneath the doctor as he stays true to his consistent pace. 

He’s precise and careful; making sure to hit your g-spot with each pass, but he can tell you’re desperate for something; aching for more. 

He can tell what you’re about to say before you can even get the courage to let it out,

“Please, Law, harder!”

A smug grin tugs at his lips, amused by your desperation for his cock, but he listens, immediately beginning to thrust harder into you.

His pelvis meets your ass with a loud smack with each harsh thrust; the noises are lewd and your weak screams only add to it, but his pace never falters as he obeys your plea. 

He’s determined to instill in you the fact that polite requests will always be granted, but he can’t help but tease you a bit, 

“You’re insatiable.” 

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

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[rosinantecigarettes]

★ ★ WHAT IS LOVE? ★ ★

what's real love for them. (ft. sanji, law and corazon). part 1/?

content warning: plus sized!reader. mentions of younger law in cora's part. proofread. partially nsfw. size difference. blowjob. overstimulation. cunnilingus. cockwarming. slight belly bulge. slight praise kink.

a.n: my first post! I'm afraid ngl, but I really hope yall like it. Idk why i took so fckn long tho??? I was really lazy I'm sorry sbehwjsvwga

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈

when you care about the little things about him, remembering things he told weeks, even months ago. letting him know you hear and pay attention to everything he says.

when you take him off the kitchen, forcing him to rest, he'll ''complain'' about it, but he's so grateful and head over heels when you massage his tense muscles, letting out a sigh as you reach his sore shoulders.

when you trust enough for him to lay on your fluffy belly, caressing his hair. that was the best nap he ever took.

when you lecture luffy for asking sanji to cook for him so late at night, letting the blonde go to sleep a little earlier. he really loves how you care about his well-being.

when you help him in the kitchen, he insists he don't need help, that you should rest, but you're stubborn, helping him in every way you can. he swears he can't fall in love more that he already did, but you always proved he was terrebly wrong.

when he sees your fucked out expression after eating you out for hours. your throat sore from screaming his name, your hands on his messy hair. "just one more, mon chèri... for me?"

𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐎𝐍

when the first instinct that you have when he fall for the thousand time, is helping him get up and asking if he's okay.

when he gets home late at night and sees you're sat on the couch with a book in hand, waiting for him so you'll both go to bed together.

when you look into his eyes everytime he smiles, "you look so cute when you smile, rosi" you say, and as his cheeks burns, you smile too, knowing well what you do to him.

when, on one of the nights he can't sleep, you hug him from behind and kiss behind his ear and neck, making him relax in bed; reassuring him with your presence.

when he sees you and law getting along with each other; he sees law opening more with you and he cant help but smile at the sight of you and him talking about "Sora, the warrior of the sea" while law smiles.

when you try to take all of his cock in your mouth, it barely fitting as you look at him all innocent with tears in your eyes. his hand on your hair as he fight back the urge to fuck your face. "that's it cariño... you're doing so well"

𝐋𝐀𝐖

when, in the middle of the night, you go to his office and lay your head on his shoulder, mumbling that the bed is cold without him, leaving him with no choice but to cuddle with you in bed.

when you're laying on his chest and trace his tattoos, slow and delicate fingertips running through everywhere the black ink is.

when you let him lay on your breasts, his hand passing on your belly while the other arm is around your waist. your right hand is on his raven hair while the other is caressing his back.

when you chuckle while he look serious patching your wound from a recent fight. "what is it?" "you look cute when you're trying to look serious"

when you come into his office, onigiris in hand while you remind him that he have to eat and rest. you're always so good to him... he really dont know what he would do without you.

when you're on his lap, his dick so deep inside you while you try not to move too much. he points at your tummy "you see that, dear? I'm so deep in you... you're so good to me, taking care of me so well..." he says and kiss your neck, leaving you a moaning mess.

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[cozage]

Kinks

Happy OPLA Weekend! Here's to celebrate that and to say thank you for everyone sticking around even if you don't love my current Ace content. ILY and appreciate you!!!

So yeah this is just like…dirty smut headcanons, so if you’re under 18 don’t let me catch you here

Characters: female reader x Ace, Zoro, Sanji, Luffy, Law, Kid CW: NSFW!!! kinks, kinks, and more kinks. Daddy kink, tit obsession, pregnancy kink, body worship, food play, glasses kink, belly bulge, praising, rough sex, dumbification, oral (giving and receiving) Total Word Count: 1.2k

Ace- daddy kink

This man has daddy AND mommy issues and it SHOWS!!! The first time it happened, it slipped out on accident. You had just gotten on your knees and slipped your lips over the tip of his cock. 

“Show me what you can do, mama.”

As soon as the words were out, you looked up at him curiously to find a soft blush on his cheeks, but you didn’t comment on it. You waited until he let out an exceptionally loud groan, and then smirked up at him. 

“You like that, daddy?” You asked innocently. You could feel his dick twitch in your hands at your words, confirming your suspicions. 

You found you liked it too. It was fun to babble the words as he slammed you down on the mattress and fucked you senseless. Every time you whimpered out “yes daddy” or “more daddy”, his thrusts seemed to somehow go deeper into you, hitting the spot that got you closer to the brink of an orgasm. 

Zoro- tit kink

Oh, Zoro loves your tits. He loves to pinch them, suck them, fuck them, anything you can think of. It’s his favorite place to cum, just watching his milky white substance leak over your soft, perky breasts makes him want to take you another round

He loves when you ride him, because he gets the perfect view of them bouncing up and down so enthusiastically. He loves watching them match the pace of his thrusts, pushing himself deeper inside you. 

You always have some kind of hickey or bite mark from him there, marking his territory every chance he gets. Even when you lay in bed, he likes to lay on your chest, and occasionally kiss or softly bite your exposed skin there. 

Sanji- pregnancy kink & body worship

Oh, the second Sanji found out you were pregnant, he became a feral animal. You never knew peace after that. 

The day he noticed your little belly bump? You went three rounds. Luckily he let you be a pillow princess because he knows how hard your body is working to carry a child. 

You have to start wearing baggy clothes because just the sight of your swollen belly makes him get a hard-on. He gets a little out of control. 

And your boobs getting bigger??? Oh, the day he realized that he nearly passed out from excitement. 

When you don’t feel like having sex, he never pressures you. He just covers your belly in kisses and whispers to the baby growing inside of you, already telling them about the All Blue and all of the dreams the two of you have, and how he can’t wait to meet them and find all of your dreams together. 

Luffy- food kink

This shouldn’t come as a surprise. Luffy loves food, and he loves you. Of course they can go together. 

Luffy suggests some CRAZY stuff at first, like coating some meat with your slick after he makes you cum a few times. He thinks the two best things he’s ever tasted (meat and you) would go great together. 

You recommend starting out small: strawberries, whipped cream, and chocolate sauce. He reluctantly agrees, though he wanted you for a main meal rather than dessert. 

He likes your ideas quite a lot, the only problem is that there’s not enough. He wants more, more, more. He loves drizzling warm chocolate across your cunt and lapping it up with his tongue, your moans serenading him as he feasts. 

You don’t even get to do anything with the food the first time you try, he’s too consumed with trying everything he has at different places across your body, listening to how you react to each item and how you whimper every time he licks it up. 

You should’ve never mentioned food in the bedroom, because now every time Sanji makes something new, Luffy's wide eyes are staring at you, silently asking you: can we try this tonight? 

Law-glasses kink

“Do you even need glasses!?” You laughed, taking his off. “I feel like I can see normally in these.”

“They’re reading glasses,” Law said, trying to ignore the throbbing in his cock, now pressing firmly against his jeans. “And they suit you quite nicely. You should wear them more often.”

“You think?” You put them back on and scrunched your nose at him. 

He tried to ignore it. He really did. But then you started wearing them as you laid in bed while you read a book and waited for him to join you. 

He had practically pounced on you. When you had gone to take your glasses off, he had practically growled at you to keep them on. 

You had never been fucked like the way Trafalgar Law fucked you that night. He was primal, jumping straight to pushing himself deep inside. No foreplay needed, he was already hard as a rock and his skillful fingers only needed to pump inside you a few times before you were well lubricated. 

God, he loved the way your nose crinkled and your eyes fluttered behind the rims of those glasses. He couldn’t take your eyes off you, seeing the tiniest little reactions you give in a new light. 

And when you sucked him off, it took everything he had not to cum the moment your lips touched his cock. The way you peered over the frames, trying to act all sweet and innocent. But you had figured out his weakness, and you loved the way his golden eyes were always locked onto you as you bobbed your head up and down his dick. 

Quite frankly, it would be hard for you to take those glasses off now that you knew how much he loved them. 

Kid-belly bulge kink

“Look at that.” Kid pressed down on your stomach, making you whine with pleasure. “Oh fuck, I can feel myself.”

You could see it too. A slight bulge in your stomach had just appeared only when Kid was balls deep in you, holding himself there. Admiring himself. 

“It’s too much,” you gasped. Though your tightened walls around his cock said otherwise. 

“Such a good girl.” He pulled out of you almost completely just to slam back into you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. He loved to way you could take him all at once, in one full, quick stroke. 

You cried out, tears gathering on the end of your lashes. But he held you there, flush against him as he admired just how deep he was inside of you.

He fucked you hard and fast after that, the thought of his size in you. Just thinking about it made him almost cum. He kept his hand on your stomach, stuttering every time he felt himself through your abdomen. 

He couldn’t help but try out all different positions after that, his hand always firmly pressed against your stomach. He wanted to know all the positions that would make himself evident in you again, and he wouldn’t stop until he had discovered every single one.

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[dfortrafalgar]

God, Finally

You're both tired of playing chicken each time you try to have sex.

Law x Fem Reader

Warnings: MATURE 18+, MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS INTERACTING WITH THIS POST WILL BE BLOCKED, fluff, fluff and smut, first time, soft law, mutual performance anxiety

Author's note This was born because I wanted to write a more realistic smut about the awkwardness that can sometimes come with sex for the first time, especially with someone as intricate and complex as Law.

Also posted on AO3

You wanted it.

Law wanted it.

Both of you made it very obvious that you wanted it.  Your flirtatious glances toward your stone-cold boyfriend tossed innocuously over the galley dining table, or the way Law formed the addicting habit of running his lanky, inked fingers across your waist when passing you through the tight corridors of the Polar Tang, unnoticed by anyone else on the crew, but scorching through your jumpsuit like a hot ember.  The intense love you had for each other was clearly reciprocated.  You often dreamt of moments spent with the raven-haired man under the thin sheets of his bed in his quarters, running your own hands along his defined shoulders or ghosting along his heavenly abdomen.  Likewise, Law would often use his time alone in the shower to release his feelings for you, utterly infatuated with every aspect of your body and soul.  The kindness of your heart was just as alluring as the way your favorite dress hugged your body like it was sculpted just for you, and Law couldn’t get enough.

And yet, despite all of the deep, intense feelings shared between the two of you, everything would dissipate the second things got moved to the bedroom.

The first time you and Law tried anything, you were straddled across his lap on his bed, his thin sheets and one lonely pillow tossed to the side as your lips ghosted over his collarbones in tandem with his hands working to remove the tanktop you wore under your boiler suit.  You had gotten as far as both of you being shirtless when things suddenly got awkward, as if a circuit breaker popped.  No spark between either of you.

You sat atop Law’s hips, no indication of arousal anywhere to be found below his waist.  You, similarly, felt nothing.  As your eyes locked with his confused, almost frightened, golden ones, all the sexual tension that had built up within the small metal confines of his private room was gone as if it was never there in the first place.

“You… uhm…” Law tripped over his words, and flushed a deep crimson after damaging his own ego with his obvious nervousness.  “You look nice.”

You blinked.  “Thanks…?”

Neither of you really knew what happened, but after you pulled your shirt back over your head and carefully hopped off of his mattress, the two of you didn’t speak for the rest of the day after that.  Things were pretty much back to normal after a few days of taking some time for each of you, and the next time you tried was about 10 days after your first failed encounter.

You were once again back in Law’s quarters, this time kneeling on the cold metallic floor as you gazed up at him with hungry, ravenous eyes.  Some dirty talk was successfully bounced between the two of you, and quite frankly, you were pretty desperate to suck his dick despite not yet having seen it for yourself.  Law was already enjoying the feeling of grabbing your hair in his fingers, loving the way your eyes fluttered shut with the sensation of his firm yet tender grip on your head to guide his lips to yours as he hunched over you.  You kissed your way through undoing the belt of his speckled jeans, pulling the faux leather through his belt loops and discarding the accessory to the side on the floor.  You made quick work of his button, then his fly, his hips lifting to allow you to shimmy his pants to his knees.  He was hard, painfully so, and his dick truly looked as pretty as you imagined it would.  

But when your lips finally separated from the steamy kiss and your focus was directed solely on his erection, all the confidence you had built up packed up its bags and said it was going out for cigarettes.  Your hands rested limp on Law’s thighs, his hands resting on the edge of the mattress.  He stared blankly at you staring at his dick.

“Is something wrong?” he asked.  He could already feel his own arousal leaving, blood once again flowing back to his brain.  With the extra oxygen, he started to worry if he was the problem.

“No, nothing’s wrong, I just…” you faltered, “I’ve never done this before.”

“Oh.”

Just like your first encounter, your second attempt ended in utter failure.  You awkwardly stood up, brushing invisible dust off of your knees before uttering a quick apology with your head dipped.  You quickly made your way out of his quarters, leaving Law sat befuddled, dick having gone completely flaccid in record time.

Two more additional, and equally as mentally painful, encounters happened since, and in the weeks that passed, the two of you started to develop your own individual anxieties.

Law was petrified that he was the problem.  He was worried that he was moving too quickly for you, being too forceful and making you afraid to speak up.  The last thing he wanted was to lose you over something so trivial, but he’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t desperately want to finally lay with you.  He had kept it to himself that he has never had sex, though to most in his life that was obvious as he often drowned himself in his work and duties as a pirate captain without leaving much room for random hook-ups.  Until now, where he desperately wanted it.

You on the other hand, were anxiety ridden over the thought that Law would, in fact, leave you over something so trivial.  You kicked yourself each time you chickened out of an act, leaving your flustered boyfriend alone and frustrated.  The only thing holding you back was your lack of real experience beyond removing the clothes, and the uncertainty and unknown territory that came with made you jitter with nerves.  You would try to hype yourself up in the mirror in the crew washroom, lightly slapping your cheeks and pouting your lips and mouthing encouraging nonsense to yourself, only to see Law and end up only sleeping with him, and not actually sleeping with him.

You were getting tired of your own impatience, and Law was getting tired of being anxious.

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You woke up in the late morning to a beam of sunlight from the porthole in the crew bunkhouse tinting the inside of your eyelids dark red.  With a grumble, still fairly tired from your night watch shift, you sat up and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes.  On a typical day, the cloudless blue sky and warm weather of a spring island supply docking would be the perfect thing to lift your mood, but in the midst of your sexual frustrations, there was nothing to be content about.  You proceeded through your day as usual, assisting with upkeep of the submarine and helping the engineers with a few maintenance jobs that had been discovered after your latest underwater excursion.  It was this time spent alone with Ikkaku, both of you dirtied with sour oil as you dismantled one of the primary engines, that you couldn’t hold it in anymore.  You needed advice, desperately.

“Ikkaku, mind if I ask you something?” you began, casually, biting down your nerves.

“Of course, what’s goin’ on?” she replied.  

The two of you had formed a very close sisterly bond since you joined the crew, Ikkaku delighting in no longer being the only woman aboard a submarine crawling with men.  You were able to talk about anything with each other without shame or embarrassment.  And yet, the flustered feeling that tingled in your cheeks as you processed how to ask your question alerted your curly-haired crew mate to your desperation almost immediately.

Ikkaku leaned over in her dirty boiler suit, bumping her shoulder with yours.  “Relationship trouble?”

“Yeah,” you grumbled, hand gripping a torque wrench and slowly tightening a lug nut on the engine in front of you.  “It’s really embarrassing to ask, but…” your voice trailed off, tongue tying as you fought tooth and nail with your own vocabulary for how to voice your concern.  “How do you know when you want to have sex?”

The look Ikkaku gave you didn’t help your feelings of inadequacy, but she was clearly trying to maintain a neutral expression.  “Can I ask what you mean by that?  Did something happen?”

“Any time Law and I try to… you know…” your wrench slipped out of its hold on the nut, and you grumbled.  What an ironically fitting allegory.  “We just end up chickening out at the last minute.  I feel like there’s something wrong with me and I’m scared that he’s going to get fed up.”

Ikkaku nodded, focused on your words as well as her own work.  “So you’re a virgin?”

You huffed.  “Yes.  Unfortunately.”

Ikkaku chuckled, but tossed you a sympathetic glance.  “Hey, it’s nothing to be ashamed about, seriously.  We’re all busy pirates, we’ve all come from crazy lives, no one is expected to have sex at a certain time.  There’s no sense in rushing something like that.”

You smiled at her words of reassurance, but that nagging anxiety still clawed to the forefront of your brain.  “But even when we do have time, why do I always end up chickening out?  And why does he?  I feel like he’s disgusted with me.”

“That can’t be it.  He looks at you like you’re the most perfect thing to walk on this planet, and everyone can see it.”

Blood rushed to your face at the revelation of Law’s longing glances apparently being public knowledge amongst the Heart Pirates.

“Clearly you really want to take that next step with him, but I think the anticipation of it being some grand life-changing event might be scaring you off from the moment.”  Ikkaku spoke freely, and her words did make sense.  She continued.  “I know there’s a big expectation of having sex as soon as possible, but that’s just not the reality most of the time.  If sex is something that you feel that you need, and that feeling is mutual, then the moment will come naturally with time.  And if it turns out that you realize it’s an attraction that you don’t feel, then that’s fine too!”  The brunette adjusted her seat on the floor, crossing her legs and grabbing a dirty rag off to the side to wipe her muddied hands on.  “The anxiety of the expectation is scaring you, basically.”

Your eyes were clearly widened at the revelation, as a hearty laugh left Ikkaku’s lungs at, what you assumed was, the dumbfounded expression on your face.  Your shoulders hunched and you stared forward, all of your emotions suddenly making a lot more sense.  All you could successfully mutter in response was a quiet, “Huh.”

“Did I get it right?” she inquired, leaning over to you and laying her head on your shoulder, a bright smile on her lips.  

You laughed at her gesture, leaning back into her.  “I think you did, actually… Do you think it’s the same thing for him?”

Ikkaku nodded affirmatively without hesitation.  “Oh, absolutely.  This crew is full of horny dudes stuck on a submarine together, you hear the way some of them talk.  Between you and me, I know Law’s never had sex either, and the things he hears from his own crew about ‘men needing to have sex as soon as possible’ and the like,” she gestured her statement with air quotes, “It messes with his head and makes him all anxious.  He clearly wants to do anything to make you happy, and I bet his own anxiety is inhibiting him from taking the next step.”

Something clicked in your mind once more at that moment.  You knew Law had performance anxiety in battle, you had not only seen it once or twice, but had heard plenty of stories from his crew about his inability to maintain self control when around certain people.  The thought of him having performance anxiety in the bedroom, with you, made your heart ache.  You zoned back in, locking your eyes with Ikkaku who was gazing at your face to examine your expression.

She tapped her oily finger on the forehead, leaving a slight smudge.  “I’m probably right!”

You laughed, taking the clean heel of your palm and pressing it to her forehead to wipe the smudge off of her skin.  She yelped in response, laughing along with you.  “Thank you Ikkaku, really.”

“Of course, that’s what I’m here for!”

The two of you continued your work with light conversation bouncing back and forth, and as you packed up your tools to head to the galley for dinner, Ikkaku tapped your thigh when you stood.

She gazed up at you, brown eyes twinkling mischievously.  “Get that dick, sister.”

“Shut up!” you bantered back, hiding your flustered face from view as your friend boldly laughed.

You began the fairly long trek from the engine room to the galley, which was two floors above you and on the complete other end of the submarine.  You stashed your tool box in a nearby maintenance closet before continuing your walk, rubbing your oil-stained hands on your jumpsuit.  It was almost laundry day, anyway.  As you rounded the corner into the confined space where one of the many ladders was kept, you bumped into the very man who set your heart racing.

Law was clearly caught off guard by your sudden appearance as well, having just climbed down the ladder and was turning around as you appeared.  Red instantly tinted his cheeks, but he paired it with a very faint smile at your presence.  “I was just about to get you for dinner, I didn’t want you to get too lost in your work.”

“Get me?” you asked, smiling.  “How thoughtful!  I just finished up, actually.”

“That’s good,” he responded, voice quiet.  You stepped further into the ladder well, making an attempt to reach your hand out toward a metal rung before Law’s wrist stopped you.  You gazed at him.

“Can we talk after dinner?  In my quarters?”  Before you had a chance to grow anxious over the ambiguousness of his words, the raven-haired man leaned down to press a warm kiss to your jaw.  “I’m not breaking up with you, I promise.”

You laughed, worry immediately seeping out of you.  “Thank goodness,” you sighed in relief.  “Of course.”

It was only then that Law gestured for you to climb the ladder, following close behind you.  You yelped when he poked a lanky finger into the plush of your ass cheek through your boiler suit, and you playfully batted his hand away.  Despite the (assumed) shared anxiety of your escapades behind closed doors, you were relieved and thankful that your relationship hadn’t soured in any way.  Law was truly too good for you.

The walk to the galley and dinner with a few of the crew members was filled with idle chit chat about your days, but you couldn’t miss the way Law’s knee was constantly bouncing with urgency.  He finished his meal first, making his way toward his quarters.  You waited a few moments to follow him, not wanting to draw suspicion from your crewmates.  Everyone knew you were in a dedicated relationship with their captain, but you liked to avoid any awkward comments when you could.  You made your way to Law’s room quicker than you thought you would, floating on your feet with nervous anticipation.

Law, meanwhile, was so anxious his hands were shaking in his bespeckled pockets.  He was unsure whether or not to tell you that he had a very emasculating conversation with Shachi and Penguin earlier in the day about what they referred to as his, “Intense performance anxiety.”  He didn’t appreciate that his feelings had a dedicated term, but he also couldn’t deny that their entire conversation made a whole lot of sense.  Despite his two best friends’ track record of being fairly immature about contact with women, they were surprisingly helpful in getting him to unpack why he would shut down any time he gazed at you without your clothes on.  While it made him feel like a pervert, Penguin was quick to shut down this feeling and chalked it up to, once again, Law’s built-in self-deprecation.

“It’s not your fault that you have performance anxiety, you just gotta talk it out!” Penguin had said, surprisingly emotionally intelligent.

Law made a mental note to sincerely thank the two of them at some later date.

You were quick to catch up to the taller man, rounding the corner just as he opened the door to his quarters.  He grinned nervously as he held the door open for you, watching as you scampered inside.  He closed the door behind him, subtly locking it.  You kicked off your work boots and shrugged off your dirty boiler suit, tucking it safely away in the corner of his room so none of his belongings would get soiled by the oil that still remained on your clothes, before approaching his bed and sitting on the edge of the mattress.  Law sat next to you, gazing at his hands, tattooed thumbs anxiously fidgeting.

“Take your time,” you said quietly, leaning over to nudge him.

“Thanks,” he replied in a hushed tone, the ghost of a smile fleeting over his face.

You patiently sat next to him, gazing at your own hands before he finally spoke up.

“So, I learned something today,” he began.

You picked your head up.  “Go on…”

“Penguin said I have ‘performance anxiety.’”  He used two fingers to gesture air quotes.

You tried to calm your nerves.  Ikkaku’s voice in the back of your head was right on the money.  He was just as nervous about the potential of disappointment as you were.

“I learned something today, too,” you added.

Law turned his head to face you.

“Ikkaku told me that I’m ‘scared of disappointing you.’”  You gestured your own air quotes, a melancholic smile on your face.

Your eye contact with Law lasted for a few brief moments before you burst into a nervous fit of giggles.  Law couldn’t help but follow suit, his own silent chuckle making his shoulders bounce as he hid his small grin behind his fist.

“Guess we’re both all messed up,” he sighed, studying your expression.

You hummed.  “I really did realize that today, though.  I never wanted to keep chickening out of being closer to you…” you took a deep breath before continuing.  “I’ve just never had sex before, and I think I really was inherently scared that I would disappoint you, or not be good enough.”

Law nodded, bowing his head and lowering his hand to dance his fingers over your own.  “Yeah… me too.”

A silence that was slightly less awkward now permeated the space, and you shuffled closer to your boyfriend.  He embraced the warmth that radiated from your body, finding solace in the way you sent electric chills up his spine.

“I’m glad it’s mutual.  I know that sounds bad, but it makes me feel less… inadequate?” you added.

“You’ve never been inadequate,” Law replied.  He was about to add that he was the inadequate one, but Shachi’s stern voice bounced around Law’s skull that said ‘BE CONFIDENT IN YOURSELF.’  Law knew you loved him for everything he was, so who was he to tear himself down like that when you only saw his flaws as the things that made him so beautiful?  He wanted to finally make you understand that as well.

“Thank you, Law.”  You dipped your head into his shoulder, nuzzling into his neck.  “You’ve been so patient with me.”

“Likewise,” he whispered, hand above yours moving to lace your fingers together.  His heart was beating madly in his ribcage.  If one were to tell him earlier that day that he’d be metaphorically pouring his heart out for you later that evening, he would’ve scoffed in response, and yet here he was.  As foreign as the feeling of being vulnerable still was for him, he was finding it easier and easier to open himself for you, expose everything inside him for you to consume.  A year ago, or even some months ago, he would shut down that notion with a firm scowl and reinforce the concrete walls around his soul, but you would only break through them with something stronger.  And he loved that about you.  He loved you so deeply, more intimately than any other love he had ever felt.

He stiffened slightly when you moved your head out of the crook of his shoulder, your hairs dancing along the sensitive skin of his neck.  You picked your head up, and planted a deep kiss on his lips.  He watched through half-lidded eyes as your own fluttered closed, releasing your hand from his grasp in order to lace your arms around his neck.  You were pushing into him so deeply that he felt as though you were trying to fuse yourself to him.  Who was he to say no to such a request?

His hands found purchase on your waist, squeezing the flesh of your belly through your shirt.  A sound, something between a giggle and a moan, left your mouth, and you pulled away from the kiss with an embarrassed smile.

“That tickled,” was all you said.

With your arms still draped around his shoulders and neck, you let gravity pull you down onto his bed, Law following you willingly, supporting himself above you with his forearms next to your head as he captured your lips in a kiss that took your breath away.  The feeling of his lips, slightly chapped yet scorching like a flame, and the faint taste of coffee that always lingered on his tongue was already addicting, but even more so when he parted his teeth and captured your bottom lip in a gentle, teasing graze before diving in for more.

Law’s heartbeat tripled when he felt you smile against his mouth, a grin so delightfully beautiful that he wished he could kiss you for the rest of his life.

(Who was stopping him from fulfilling that wish?)

Running out of oxygen, which he knew he desperately needed in his current state of pre-arousal, Law pulled away from your lips and chuckled warmly at the whine you released from your lungs.  His golden eyes analyzed every detail of your face, your eyes half open, gazing up at him as if he was the only thing in the world that mattered to you.  The way your cheeks were warm with your flush, radiating to his own skin, and the way your lips were kiss-swollen and pouting for more.

“God…” Law groaned.  “I need you so bad.”  In any normal circumstance, he would be humiliated at himself over his brazen statement and attitude.  This was not a normal circumstance, and he was finally ready to relinquish that notion.

“Then take me, Law,” you responded, voice so light and airy that it was almost a whisper.  “Finally take me, please.”

Once again, however, Law felt himself falter.  “Really?”

Instead of growing frustrated, which his pent up anxiety told him you would, you huffed out a bright laugh.  “Yes, Law, yes!  You just kissed my brains out, we can’t play chicken again.”  You finished your statement by lifting one of your legs, slotting it in between Law’s thighs and brushing over the swollen spot at the front of his jeans.  The man above you sucked in a breath.

“Okay… okay we’re doing this.”

“We are.”

“And you’re really okay with it.”

With a light-hearted groan, you pulled the man back down into another fiery kiss, using the distraction to trail your hands from his waist to his chest, pulling his shirt up with you.  He adjusted himself so he could support his weight on his knees as he caressed your own skin through your shirt, his calloused hands forgoing their inked marks as they ran soothing touches across your abdomen, following your lead by pulling your shirt up and over your head.  You took advantage of sitting up yourself to loop your hands behind your back and unclasp your bra, lazily throwing it off the bed to join your two discarded shirts on the floor.  Your bold hands resumed their touches, leaving goosebumps over Law’s sun-kissed skin in their wake.  He kissed you with the rhythm of your fingers tracing the tattoo on his chest, gentle, tender caresses that had his heart, and the fluttering in his stomach, on overdrive.  If he was more coherent, he would be worried about his heart giving out.  In that same instant he shoved the feeling out of his head.  There was no need to be rational anymore, not when you lay before him with your upper half completely exposed to the cold air of his bedroom.

Law didn’t even realize that he was in the process of removing your shorts until you lifted your hips and allowed him to pull them down to your knees, and then fully off of your legs.  You gently pushed on his pecs to make him lean back and allow you to sit up, hands undoing the metal clasp of his belt and pulling it through the loops of his jeans.  It clattered to the floor, but you paid no mind as you were eagerly undoing his button and zipper.

Suddenly, your hands stopped yet again.  You nervously gazed up at him.

He gazed back down at you.

You shook your head, as if trying to rid yourself of anxious thoughts that floated around you like angry insects.  “Sorry, I’m still kind of nervous,” you muttered.

“It’s okay, I am too.”  Law’s hands ran down your arms before floating to your waist, squeezing your now-bare flesh once again.  “You’re perfect.  I love you.”

“Even if I haven’t shaved my legs in a week?” you asked.  Your tone was light, but Law could still pick up on the notes of insecurity that echoed through the air around you.

“You think I care about that?” he asked, voice tender.  He planted a chaste kiss to your lips once more, before pulling his body downward, leaving sugar-sweet kisses across your neck, breasts, stomach, and the waistband of your panties.  His hands caressed your thighs as he sat up once more, trying to ignore the red-hot pressure in his groin, not helped by his open button and fly.  “You’re so fucking beautiful.  Look me in the eye and tell me that you think I care about your body hair.  No one could’ve guessed that we’d be doing this right now, it’s not like you could’ve anticipated it.”  He squeezed the plump flesh on your thighs playfully to punctuate his words.

You laughed once again, your voice sweeter than the freshest honey, carrying colors Law had never seen before.  “You’re right, I know…”  You averted your eyes, smiling so brightly that your lower lids were creasing.  “Thank you, Law…”

A short-lived silence floated between your two bodies, before you pushed yourself up by your elbows yet again and continued with your initial quest of undoing his tight jeans and getting them off his body as quickly as humanly possible.  He eagerly helped you, shimmying back and forth while you pulled his pants down before they were finally off and thrown to the side on the floor.  Your angle, leaning back on your elbows and gazing at Law’s form above you, was more heavenly than the finest artwork.  You could tell the man started to grow anxious as your eyes unpacked his body from head to toe, but how couldn’t you?  

“You’re beautiful too, Law, so fucking gorgeous.”  You used one hand to pull his shoulder down, planting light kisses on the corners of his mouth.  “The most handsome man I have ever seen in my life.”

“Oh please,” he huffed, kissing you back where he could.  One of his hands supported him on the mattress, while the other supported him by your waist.

“I mean it, you’re ethereal,” you moaned.  As much as you wanted to make him sit and listen to you ramble about how much you adored his defined muscles and lean physique, you didn’t want to make him more uncomfortable than you knew he was already dealing with.  You had come this far, you didn’t want to ruin it.

More intense, sloppy kisses ensued, hands trailing up and down bodies, before Law accidentally lowered himself on you.  He jolted at the feeling of his erection brushing against your pelvic area, suddenly reminding him of what exactly the goal here was.  He pulled away from you, holding eye contact.

“Are you really sure you want this?” he asked, voice low and cautious, as if he was trying not to startle an animal.

“More than anything, Law.  Do you?”

He paused for longer than he cared to admit, his mind running wild.  He loved you so intensely, so deeply, that he wished he could become one with you on an atomic level.  He wanted to spend every moment with you for the rest of his life, regardless of how long it was.  He wanted to accompany you through all of your achievements and dreams, just like he hoped you would do for him.  He wanted a permanent home in your brain, in your heart, in your soul, where you wouldn’t let him leave, where you would hold him so tightly in your warm embrace for the rest of time.

He snapped out of his zone when your hand caressed his scruffy cheek.  “Law?”

“Yes,” he responded quickly.  “Yes, god, yes, I want this.  I want you.”

Another kiss followed, before breaking apart once more.

“Don’t laugh at me,” you started.  “How exactly do we begin?”

Despite your wishes, Law couldn’t help the chuckle that bubbled from his lungs.  “Shit, we’re hopeless.”  You laughed along with him, making more anxiety dissipate from his chest like a steam rising from a lagoon on a warm summer morning..

It wasn’t like either of you were strangers to how human sex worked, just like how neither of you were strangers to the orgasm, it was more so the act of actually beginning it, and doing it together.  It wasn’t as simple as slipping it in, thrusting a few times, and cumming.  There was much, much more to it.  You two just needed to figure out how to get there.

You shivered under the sensation of Law’s fingertips teasing the waistband of your panties before pulling them down slightly, waiting for your indication that you were ready to be completely and totally bare in front of him.  He bit down his elation as you lifted your hips, allowing the thin fabric to lower from your ass and down your thighs as Law removed them from your body, so gentle with the fabric, treating it as if it was sacred.  The notion left you feeling scorched, heart beating with untapped urgency.  The feeling of the cold air of the bedroom hitting your wet folds left you rubbing your thighs together, lip quivering.  You reached a hand forward yourself, tugging at Law’s own waistband and gazing at him through your eyelids, a silent plea to reveal himself to you as well.

After a deep, shuddering breath, the man slipped his boxers down his legs, throwing them onto the pile of your discarded clothing.  When he looked back at you, he was taken aback by the sight of your wide eyes, pupils dilated as you examined his cock.  He couldn’t help but smirk.  He didn’t think he was anything to write home about, seeing himself as average all around, but he just barely caught the way you sucked your lower lip in with your teeth, and it filled him with a sense of excitement, pride, and longing that he thought he’d never experience, let alone enjoy.

“Hey, eyes up here, darling,” he urged with a lighthearted chuckle.  

Flustered, your eyes darted up to his face, and you grinned sheepishly.  “Sorry.”

He pressed a small kiss to the apex of your nose.  “Don’t worry about it.”

Unlike your previous pauses, each kiss and caress from Law and the way his sultry words kept you anticipating made the mood stay relatively consistent throughout.  You felt confident, cherished, and adored by the man above you, and you just hoped he knew how much you wanted to worship him for the rest of your days.

Running a tattooed hand along your outer thigh before gracing over the junction of your hip and dipping his fingers in between your plush limbs easing them open for him, he eyed your expression and stated, “Tell me where you like to be touched.”

You held yourself up on one elbow, splitting your legs more for Law to get comfortable in between them as you allowed your free hand to roam to your pussy, using two fingers to part your lips.  Law watched analytically as your pointer and middle fingers rubbed the hood of your clit at the very top, and he listened intently to the way your breath hitched ever so slightly at the cotton-soft pleasure that emanated from your own fingertips.

“Right here,” you breathed.

Law’s own fingers were quick to replace your own.  He caressed the tiny spot, analyzing every twitch of your muscles or change in your breathing pattern.  His fingers dipped lower, watching your expression for any sign of discomfort as he ran his fingers along your opening, stifling a grin at how wet you had gotten from long minutes of intense making out and awkward repeated confirmations of consent.  He wouldn’t have it any other way.

The way your natural lubrication coated his fingers was alluring, and he used the fluid to rub and press against your clit once more, reveling in the way you bit down moans each time he changed up his pattern of movement.  He watched, intoxicated on the moment, as your hands grabbed at your own breasts, head tilted back and eyes squeezed shut.  While continuing his motions on your clit, he leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss right above your left breast.  When your hand moved, he gently bit down on your soft skin, basking in the whine that left your tense throat.  He licked the faint red mark his teeth left behind, knowing it wouldn’t even bruise.  Maybe some other day he could really sink his teeth into you, but for now he wanted to hold back and enjoy your first time.

Your breathing was growing more labored as his fingers danced expertly over your soaked clit, when you shot your hand forward and gripped his wrist in a silent plea to stop.

“Are you alright?” he asked, eyebrows immediately wrinkling in concern.

“I’m fine, I just…” your trembling hand rubbed his forearm.  “I want you inside me.  Like… right now.  Please.”

Law hummed.  He pulled his hand away from your cunt, leaving your now saturated folds exposed to a new level of chill.  You watched through half-lidded eyes as your boyfriend grabbed his one pillow from beside the metal bed frame.  He gently tapped your hip, wordlessly encouraging you to lift yourself enough for him to slide the pillow under you.

“This will support your back, hopefully,” he mentioned quietly.  “And hopefully reduce some initial discomfort.”

You smirked.  “Did you do some research?”

Law scoffed, flustered, averting his intense golden eyes.  “No, I just… assumed.”

You laughed, shimmying against the pillow and getting yourself comfortable.  “Trafalgar Law, if you don’t stop acting so cute we’re not going to get anywhere.”

The man’s grip on your hips tightened slightly, and he couldn’t fight the grin that spread across his lips at your statement.  “You really okay with this?”

You nodded affirmatively.  “Yes.”

Law inhaled a deep breath, reaching down to take a gentle hold of his own cock that, remarkably, stayed completely hard and eager this entire time.  (He was relieved there was nothing wrong with him.)  He gave himself a few strokes with his fist, forcing down a groan at the sensation as you watched him with ravenous eyes that devoured his every movement.  You shivered as his fingers ran up and down your cunt yet again, before rubbing your slick on his cock with a tiny, breathy moan.  Lord, you needed him badly.

The raven-haired man adjusted his position between your legs and tested the waters by running the head of his dick through your wet folds.  The feeling was already something you were addicted to.

“I’m going to ask one last time,” he said, voice low and apprehensive.  “Are you okay with this?”

For the final time, your eyes fluttered open, caressing a hand over his cheek.  “Yes.”  Finally.

Law used two fingers to pull apart your folds, exposing the entrance to your vagina that seemed to wait so patiently just for him.  He pressed the head of his cock into you, inhaling a shaky breath at the way your anatomy seemed to suck him in.  He stopped when he heard you groan slightly under him.

“You alright?”

“Yeah, it just hurts a little bit.”

He pressed a tender kiss to your cheek, then to the corner of your mouth.  “That’s normal, you’ve never done this before.”

You nodded, finding endless comfort in his words and touches.

Little by little, Law eased himself into you, having you adjust your hips every now and then to get used to not only the feeling of having something inside of you so tightly, but also to find the most comfortable position for you.  You did find great relief in the way the pillow below your hips allowed subtle leverage, making his entrance much easier on the both of you.  Law twirled his fingers with your own, capturing your lips in an addictive, sultry kiss as he pushed the rest of his way into you.  He groaned into your mouth, the feeling of his cock leaving your walls molding around him a sensation so foreign yet so delicious.  Similarly, your legs quivered at the red hot feeling of Law’s cock fully enveloped within your warmth, each way you moved reminding you that he was in you, connected to you in the deepest, most intimate way possible.  The feeling of being stretched and intruded upon slowly went away, helped in part by Law’s constant kisses and caresses across your body, keeping you both plenty aroused and waiting.

You wiggled your hips against his delighting in the groan that left his clenched jaw.  

“That feels too good,” he sighed into your neck.

“You can move,” you urged, finally getting used to the fulfilling sensation.

Law’s hand squeezed your’s, and you squeezed back.  Supporting himself with his other hand on your hip, he rocked his hips slightly, testing the waters of your body’s reactions to each movement.  His entire body felt on fire.  He was sure that water would evaporate off of his skin at the slightest contact.  He clenched his jaw, uttering a wavering groan at the warm wetness that surrounded his cock with each movement, the sounds emanating from your joined bodies equal parts alluring and humbling.

He quickly found a rhythm that seemed to work for the two of you, angling his hips upward as best he could to attempt to focus his thrusts on the spot at the roof of your vagina right below your pelvic bone.  (Okay, maybe he had done more than a little research.)  Your eyes were clenched shut, mouth slightly open as you exhaled shallowly.

“How are you doing?” he asked.

“Good… great,” you uttered back, breathless.  “You feel really good… you feel amazing, Law.”

Law’s heart once again skipped a few beats at the praise.  To know he was bringing you pleasure, making sure you were getting as much out of this as he was, was exactly what he needed to hear.

He disconnected your hands, leaving both of your palms face up and empty next to your head.  His free hand now traveled back down in between your legs, rubbing three fingers against your neglected clit.  The sensation was unlike anything you had ever experienced before, back arching off the bed.  It was a pressure deep within your abdomen that flared like a hot coal, partnered with zaps and zings of electric shocks as sweet as sugar, the two sensitive areas of your anatomy fusing together with Law’s touch and movements to form a combination that had you moaning without restraint.  You couldn’t help yourself.

“Oh fuck, Law, shit,” you groaned, neck craning back.  

Law took advantage of your exposed skin by peppering sweet kisses along your jugular and Adam’s apple, before sitting his lips in the soft flesh right above your collarbone and biting down with more force than before.  You whined at the feeling, shivering as his tongue once again licked the deeper marks, leaving your skin wet and cold, and at the same time blazing hot.  The groans he was releasing so close to your ear only spurred your passion more, your own hands traveling to his shoulders and holding him close, fingers gripping his skin as best you could as his thrusts deepened in tandem with the pace of his fingers on your clit.

Law’s entire lower body felt on fire, electric, a magenta pressure building deep within his abdomen and radiating outward.  He felt his dick twitch inside you and he bit down a moan, instead relishing in the way you let go one of your own at the feeling of his dick rubbing against your G-spot with every other snap of his hips.  You lifted your knees up, feeling him even deeper than before, and you gasped his name.

“Shit, Law,” your legs quivered next to his body.  “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

Your body involuntarily met him thrust for thrust, the pressure from your movements added to Law’s ministrations over your clit leaving you panting and writhing beneath him.  You were a sight to behold for Law’s sore eyes.  He could drink you for the rest of eternity and never grow tired of your taste.

“Fuck,” he groaned, the pace of his hips increasing as he felt the familiar, yet foreign, sensation of his impending orgasm.  This was nothing like using his hand, it was so much better, worlds better.  He didn’t think he’d ever be able to masterbate on his own again, knowing nothing could surpass the way your pussy clenched around his dick like you were sculpted for each other and only each other.

“Ah… ah, fuck, Law,” you moaned, voice cracking as your back arched. The white hot pleasure from your pussy reverberated throughout your entire body, leaving your skin both icy and on fire as colors flashed behind your eyelids.  Your fingers gripped Law’s shoulders harder, surely leaving marks in his skin.

Your orgasm caught you completely off guard, body snapping as waves of pink and purple flashed behind your closed eyelids as your pelvis shook and trembled against Law’s wavering thrusts.  Your moans were unrestrained now, freely calling into the stifling air around your bodies, embracing each millisecond of the addictive, powerful sensation that danced across your waist, your womb, your legs.  Your orgasm was the final push Law needed before he frantically pulled out of your sopping pussy and released onto your lower stomach, his hips gyrating as he fisted his cock with shuddering breaths and deep groans.  His abs flexed continuously as his muscles contracted from the sheer force of his own release.

The two of you remained in the same positions you finished in for what felt like hours, desperately catching your breath.  Your legs continued to shake as you relaxed your muscles and let your weary limbs finally fall back onto the mattress.  You opened your eyes, taking in the ethereal view of Law’s trembling body over your own, his head tilted back, black hair tousled out of place.  His fist remained around his cock, unmoving, still too shocked to move.  Your own shaky hand reached for him, ghosting your fingers along his abdominal muscles and breaking him out of his orgasmic trance to look at you with glazed, golden eyes.

His expression, fucked out and boundlessly flustered, made you laugh.  You started laughing uncontrollably, shoulders shaking as you tried to restrain yourself, choosing instead to pull him down with you, burying your gleeful smile and airy laughs into his neck instead.  Law cringed slightly at the feeling of his own release rubbing between your two stomachs, but the way you embraced him in your exposed glory, completely vulnerable to him, made him instantly forget about the temporary discomfort.  He used his less dirty hand to cup your cheek, tilting your head to press a smattering of kisses along your face before resting on your smiling lips, loving the feeling of joyful laughs still leaving your spent body.

“I’m sorry I’m laughing again,” you said quietly.  “That was incredible.”

Law couldn’t blame you for your reaction in the slightest.  After weeks of pent up anxiety, miscommunication and worry, the two of you had finally experienced what you had been longing for so deeply, so carnally.  Law wanted to make sure you could feel the same joy, the same euphoria, each time you were with him in every moment you spent together.  Your laugh was freeing.  Your unrestrained giggles the reminder that he so desperately needed.

There was nothing wrong with him.  There was nothing wrong with you.

The moment comes naturally.  And Law promised himself right then and there, as you clutched onto his body above you like you would disappear without him, that he would do anything to keep that smile on your face, the anxiety out of your mind, and his heart in your hands.

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BONUS

You would describe Law like a scallop.  A hard outer shell that refuses to open up, bumbling blindly through the water away from anything he deems as a threat.  His grace and elegance as a pirate captain came with countless years of adjusting to normal human interaction, which left him in an odd stance between an awkward, struggling kid, and a maladaptive, anxious adult.  But when the ridged shell was finally cracked open, exposing the soft, fragile insides, was when the facets of his personality would radiate forth.  He was dynamic, emotional, impulsive, selfish, fearful, confident, boundlessly strong and yet weaker than a detached leaf all at the same time.

And you loved that about him.  Your love for the stone-cold pirate captain ran deeper than the trenches of the ocean you sailed above, was warmer than the sun that beat down on the outer deck when you surfaced, and was more tender than the finest cuisine.

Your new favorite thing about Law, to add to the ever growing list that you kept within the recesses of your mind, was the fact that he was still just as apprehensive around you as he had been when you first started dating.  A few nights ago, he came all over your stomach as you lay beneath him a shivering, trembling mess, but when you gently knocked on his office door to wish him a good morning, he looked at you with eyes as wide as saucers, mouth curled in a nervous, boyish grin, kissing you like it was his first ever.  Like a scallop, he would open and close sporadically, spoiling you with his delectable emotions behind the safety of closed doors, and impressing you with his harsh command of his crew on the outside.

He laughed at you when you told him your analogy.

“A scallop?  I’m a scallop to you?” he asked, chuckling as he scribbled down notes in a wrinkled, coffee-stained notebook.  His entire back and neck were hunched over the metal counter in his medical ward, taking inventory of the medicines he kept stocked behind the locked cabinets.

You were bustling around the room behind him, diligently cleaning dust, sand, and salt residue out of sterile corners and shelves.  “Yes!  You’re hard on the outside and soft on the inside, what’s not to get?”

“Scallops move like bumbling idiots.  I would appreciate something more like a crab.  Or maybe even a lobster.”  When you turned your head to face him, he was already gazing at you, his left hand making a pincer motion similar to a crab’s claw.  

You snorted.  “Just for that, you’re going to be a slug now.  No more shells for you.”

“You’re just gonna leave me out in the open like that?  Not even a skeleton?”

“Fine, you can be a squid.”  You wrung your damp washcloth into the metal bucket situated on the floor by your feet, draping it over the side to free your hands and wipe them dry on your boiler suit.

The laugh that bubbled out of Law made your heart flutter in your chest.  You never would have guessed that your casual, stupid banter while doing mindless chores would be something you’d enjoy so much, but you had come to realize that you enjoyed every aspect of life a whole lot more when it was spent with Law.  In the days that followed your successful first shared sexual encounter, especially.  Since then, you have started to feel so much more confident in yourself, in your looks, your abilities, and your feelings.  You felt like you understood your boyfriend on an even deeper level now, cherishing the way he seemed to unfold himself in front of you, knowing that there was almost nothing left to hide from you anymore.  You had seen each other at your most vulnerable, and the outcome was more beautiful than the most glorious sunset.

Law’s voice snapped you back to reality.  “I think you’d be a Mola Mola.”

You threw your wrung-out towel across the room, giggling as it smacked his hunched back in between his shoulder blades.  It made a squelching sound as it plopped to the floor behind him.  He whipped around to face you, a mischievous grin on his face.

“Is the sunfish mad at me?”

“To think you view me so low!  I’m heartbroken!”  You feigned great offense, placing the back of your hand over your forehead and swaying back and forth.  “My life is ruined now, my beloved thinks I’m a sunfish!”

Law bent down to grab the towel you had thrown at him before balling it in his fist and lobbing it back at you, smirking as it landed on your chest and stayed there.  Before you had the chance to chuck it back at him, the door to the medical bay creaked as it was pulled open.  You felt your heart pang as Law’s expression immediately switched from bright and gleeful to his usual stoic, grouchy demeanor.  He still hid from even his crew, only showing his true colors very, very sparingly.  You both looked towards the door as Uni popped his head in.  

“Sorry to interrupt, just wanted to let you know dinner’s ready.  Jean Bart cooked tonight.”  The masked man quickly stepped back out into the hallway, letting the heavy steel door close on its own.

Your eyes glanced back toward Law as his expression softened only slightly.  You bent down to place the washcloth over the rim of your cleaning bucket before finally walking over to your boyfriend and nudging his arm.

“Sorry,” you simply murmured.

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Your face changed so quickly, like you didn’t want him to see you smiling.”

Law hummed, a sound that stayed low in his throat.  He turned back toward the counter, picking up his pen once more and writing a few extra bullets in his notebook.  You stood patiently, lips sealed as you waited for his next movement or word.

“Don’t ever apologize for making me smile,” he said, tone deep and volume minimal.

Your stomach did backflips in your abdomen.

Law’s pen made a clicking sound as he placed it on the counter, lifting his notebook to shut the cover and store it in a specific labeled drawer.  He finally turned back to gaze at you, face slowly softening more and more.  He approached you, running an inked hand across your cheek and down to your neck before placing a sweet kiss on the corner of your lips.

“I still don’t know how to share with my crew what I share with you.”

You knew what he meant.  His emotions, his insecurities, all the vulnerabilities that he revealed to you behind closed doors in the form of nervous kisses and wavering whispers were sides of himself that he would never be caught showing his crew.  He needed to keep the facade of the strong captain they needed him to be, unmoving when the waves violently rocked his ship and unwavering when his skin would be sliced by an enemy’s sword.  Law’s biggest issue remained that he couldn’t even say the word ‘emotion’ without feeling like less of a man.  You just hoped that, one day, he’d be able to say it.

You smiled.  “I know, it’s hard for you.  But that’s alright.”

Law would wonder until his final breath how he was lucky enough to find himself with a person as understanding and sympathetic as you were.  It wasn’t fair to you that he kept himself closed off until he was forced to open, how you poured your heart out to him at every waking moment while he struggled to share his feelings with you.  You told him ‘I love you’ many times even before your first time sleeping together, and he was yet to say it back.  The words felt like molten iron on his tongue.

But you stayed by his side regardless.  Your love never wavered.  You didn’t care how long it would take him to say those three words to you as long as you were able to keep him with you, as long as you were able to kiss him and thread his fingers through yours and feel his body pressed against yours under the warm sheets in his bed.  You didn’t care as long as he was there.

Law sucked in a deep inhale through his nostrils as his golden eyes examined your expression.  You simply gazed back at him, waiting for any response.

“You’re wonderful,” he whispered.

“I love you, too.”  You grabbed his hand in yours pulling him towards the door.  “Let’s go get food before your crew devours it all!”

He followed you with no protest, gripping your hand in his.  When he squeezed, you squeezed back.  Before you rounded the final corner to enter the galley, Law pressed a kiss to your cheek.

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Since this month is Halloween and Law's birthday, how about Wereleopard Law x Human Female Reader. Its like a werewolf, except Law transforms into a snow wereleopard on a full moon or during their heat. Nobody but his close friends know about this, not even the reader. Law has been cursed since he's 10. How would female reader reacts to this? Also, Law's in his heat during the transformation, and doesn't want to hurt reader. You can make it spicy and love making. 😋😊

Full moon

Wereleopard!Trafalgar Law x human!reader

A/n: I FORGOT TO POST THIS IM SO SORRY

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"Aiyahhh... another full moon next week." (Y/n) sighed in a pleasing manner.

She always loved the full moon, it looks very pretty in the night sky, doesn't it?

Though she doesn't like it when she has to sleep in the spare bedroom while it does.

"Full... moon..." Law, her husband for at least a year and a half, grumbled. Thinking deeply to himself

"What's wrong... law? And also, you never told me why you make me sleep in the spare bedroom. Hmph" she huffed and crossed her arms.

"It's just..." he groaned, "it's nothing... I'm tired, let's go to sleep." He said as he stood up on the couch and went upstairs

She sighed to herself. Law was a man of secrets, that's for sure, but she doesn't mind that. People have secrets they would rather keep.

But when she asked his friends about it, his really close friends since childhood, Shachi, penguin, and Bepo just tells her it's something he needs to do. For some reason, THEY know.

"This is honestly upsetting" she frowned as she got up to their shared bedroom to change and go to sleep in her side of the bed.

In the middle of the night, she always feels him reach into her just to hug her close and bury his face in her hair, no matter what happens, he always does. Almost caging her body with his so tightly it feels so hot with his body temperature. It would've been lovely if it was a chilly night, but the middle of summer for fucks sake.

In the end though, temperature didn't matter, he just felt at home with her. She didn't mind because it has become a ritual everyday. Even if he comes home at early morning or really late at night. It always ends up with him cuddling her like his personal, human-sized, teddy bear.

But this particular night though, he felt more... warmer than he usually would, like he's taking care of a fever he refuses to let go. At the same time though, he seems fine. Just the temperature.

She just sighed and made a mental note to check him in the morning for any flu or fever.

The next morning, she found him still cuddling her tightly, but now nibbling on her neck in his sleep while groaning a bit.

It wasn't a light nibble, no. It literally left multiple marks. She wondered how she wasn't able to wake up with deep blemishing marks on her exposed neck and shoulder.

"Law..." she yawned and faced him only for him to nibble on the other side of her neck as well. "Law." She called more firmly as he slowly woke up

"Huh..? Hm- what?" He muttered, mind still unorganized by the cradled sleepiness in his brain

"You look so cute today" she giggled and kissed him as he hummed

"Aren't I always...?" He grumbled in his deep morning voice and a mischievous grin

She laughed at that, "of course you are."

Timeskip...

It's now 6 pm, and the moon has settled into its full moon state and it's just so beautiful. Like a sun in the night.

(Y/n) heard Law arrive back home when she heard his car pull up the driveway and his usual groan as he gets out and comes into the house with a "I'm home" in a low manner

"How was work, sweetie?" She asked but he didn't answer.

His cheeks seemed to burn as he rushed up the stairs to their bedroom

He's always like this almost every time it's the full moon. It makes her mad. And she's going to find out why tonight, no matter what.

She locked the door and rushed up after him.

He unfortunately forgot to lock the door as he entered.

He could've feel himself lose control and his mind swirling to never ending chaos, his eyes shifting from every possible surface until he blacks out entirely.

Before (y/n) could enter their room, she heard a loud crash from the inside making her rush in with panic.

She panicked even more when she saw him laying on the floor, clutching his head.

It's dark, sure, but the moon illuminated the room through the curtains.

(Y/n) could see a faint outline of... fur? No, an animal... if it must.

But she could still hear and feel Law's presence within this creature so she rushed to him and wake him up.

"Law...!" She yelled as she tried to touch him only to gasp when he looked at her with gold glowing eyes and a cat like pupil that seemed to narrow before being tackled to the ground

"What...?!" She gasped when the creature licked her cheek

"(Y/n)..." Law muttered as he lowered himself to rest against her body and his head against her chest, looking up at her with an apologetic look, "I didn't mean to scare you... I'm... sorry"

"Law? Is that..." she muttered as she reached a hand for the nearby desk lamp and opened the light slightly.

There she saw him, in his wereleopard form. White with black patches of dots on his fur. His eyes still gold from his human form but has a cat like pupil that seemed to narrow.

"You..."

"I know... I know... I should've told you, I'm sorry. It's just... I don't want you to leave me. More importantly, I don't want to hurt you." He explained before turning to a smaller form like a size of an adult jaguar and curling up with his head buried in her thigh so that he doesn't have to look at her.

"Is this why you wanted me to sleep at the spare bedroom every full moon...?" She asked, he nodded silently.

She sighed deeply before brushing his surprisingly soft fur.

"This is... cute. Honestly" she smiled as Law looked at her and transformed to his original form before pining her against the cold floor

"You're not... scared?" He asks

"Why? I know you would never harm me... and I know you've tried your best not to." She smiled before placing her hands on his cheeks and rubbed them like you would to a cat.

Hearing and feeling him vibrate purrs weren't on her bucket list but it definitely is now.

"Oh you're so cute." She smiled as he laid his heavy body against her

"I'm glad" he smiled and hugged her tightly.

Him being heavy was an understatement, before she could even say anything about it, he bit her shoulder out of nowhere.

Oddly enough, it sent spikes of pleasure down her spine and into her now wet entrance.

"L-law...!" She gasped with a moan once he started to lick the mark he made.

"I'm sorry, (y/n). I couldn't control myself... you see, um... this is embarrassing... but every full moon... I transform... it also lines up with my uhm... heat." He muttered and hid his face from embarrassment against her neck.

"Your... heat? I guess animals and humans aren't so different you've definitely switched me on" she moaned slightly in his ear as it twitched

"Oh yeah?" He smirked before turning to his semi-human form.

It was just Law with his fluffy ears and tail, and kept his wereleopard's size.

"I wonder..." he hummed before suddenly plunging his hand under the waistband of her shorts and panties under her clothes.

"Law...!" She gasped again as he pushed in two fingers and started to thrust them in and out of her, making muffled wet sounds as she gasped and moaned.

"Oh my, so wet..." she smiled before basically ripped her clothes off with his summoned claws.

'really like a cat' the last thing she thought before her brain was turned to mush by Law eating her out aggressively.

Him being in heat was so much more aggressive than he usually is as she yelled when he threw her on the bed.

"Tell me if I hurt you, alright? I'll stop if it hurts you" he says as she nodded.

His tail basically wrapped on her legs tightly by itself to pull her legs apart.

"Law..." she looked at him as he took off all his clothing and crawled over her.

Shadow casted all over him, leaving only his gold eyes to shine and stare through her soul.

It would've scared her in a different context but right now, it made her even more wet.

And he could smell it.

"Right now, you're my mate." He smirked deviously before pulling her other leg unto his shoulder and kissed the inside of her thighs, "and all you have to do is moan and whine for me. Now be a good girl, alright?"

She nods before moaning when he rubbed his thumb against her aroused bud, "what was that, mate? I didn't hear you"

"Y-yes...! Please..."

He couldn't control himself at that moment, foreplay would do next time he's in full control but right now, his mind was set on fucking her so hard she wouldn't be able to think of anything.

With one hand, he rubbed the tip of his shaft against her wet entrance, a small thing made her moan. But she screamed in pleasure once he pushed inside her in one thrust.

He was a bit bigger than his human form is. Though "a bit" is an understatement.

A Bulge formed against her abdomen once he was settled inside her.

The walls inside her clenched and sucked him inside, it was warm and he likes it.

He softly pushed the bulge against her making her moan ecstatically and throw her head back.

That's when all remaining self control snapped like twigs in the wind.

He couldn't remember how fast he went or how many times he made her cum or even how many times he himself came deeply inside her.

All he knew that it was a lot as it started to leak around him while he was still inside.

He wasn't aware of how long it had been but it must've been hours. Judging by the sun peaking through the window, it must've been the whole night.

She was tired and spent by the end of it all.

He slowly pulled out causing her to shiver and moan before calming down and breathing heavily.

"So pretty..." he muttered

But he knew this wouldn't be the last of his heat. He knew it would last days of fucking to get rid of it entirely.

And he knows (y/n) would be able to handle it.

While she rested, he laid beside her while looking at her. Observing every single bit of her beautiful complexity.

He could see his seed still leaking out of her, it made him proud to have fucked his babies inside of her.

Whether it'll get her pregnant will be future him's problem.

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ᥫ᭡ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐫 | trafalgar law x f!reader

✧ chapter 4 :: the devil’s dance

｡˚ word count: 4.18k

｡˚ content warning(s) :: smut, p in v, mentions about miscarriages

｡˚ tags: @punem699, @toshirolovebot

before you left for wano, you informed kaidou that you would be coming to discuss the upcoming reverie. because of the strong alliance your family had with kaidou specifically, he was already welcoming you with open arms. it was an easy trick, one that only you could pull off. the remaining straw hats, law and three of his crew mates, kin’emon, and a few animals from the mink tribe boarded your ships. they were split up just in case anything were to happen. but suddenly, law changed his mind and decided to board your ship to “discuss plans,” but secretly, between the two of you, it wasn’t for that. so he boarded your ship, and you set off for sail towards wano with the others and your dragons following behind.

that night, after a long meeting with eddard about the plan to take the throne in wano, you finally went to your bed quarters. where your quarters were it was in a secluded area away from the other rooms, so nobody ever came here unless it was to clean or to see you. you shut your door behind you and sighed. you were exhausted. another war. you just got out of one a mere two years ago, and you felt that it was too soon to be in another one. but you put yourself in this situation, and it was too late to back out. you walked over to your vanity and sat down, grabbing the jewelry box that was on it. you opened it up and started to remove your rings, bracelets, necklace, and earrings. you placed them where they went and shut the box. as you went to undo your hair, you heard three knocks on your door.

you sat still for a few seconds—you weren’t expecting anybody. slowly you got up from the chair and headed over to the door. you slowly opened it and looked ahead to see who the person was. law was leaning against the wall opposite the door. it only took one look from you to make him stand up straight and come right to you. your heart started beating fast when you could smell his cologne. law placed his hand on the door and stared down into your eyes. it was a soft gaze, but the deeper you looked, the more it became evident that it was not an innocent one. you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything or even smile. you just opened up the door a little more to invite him in, and he slipped inside as he shut it behind him.

you took a step back and held your hands in front of you—almost in a nervous manner. the first two buttons of his short-sleeved shirt were unbuttoned, and for once, he didn’t have that fucking sword. you could see his tattoos peeking out, but you looked away. law couldn’t help but check you out as well. he noticed you didn’t have your jewelry on, but you still had your clothes on and hair done. he must’ve caught you while you were getting ready for bed. by now, it’s been a good minute of staring at each other, saying nothing. but it didn’t feel awkward; it felt good.

you swallowed your built-up saliva. “i wasn’t expecting—“ he grabbed you and pinned you against the wall. you gasped as you felt your back hit the surface. law held your hips as if he’d done it a million times and placed his body up against yours—hips against hips. you instinctively placed your hands on his shoulders, just like you used to do with your late husband whenever he wanted you. but this wasn’t him; this was law. he pressed his head against yours, and you looked at his lips. you tilted your head to chase after them, but he only smirked and moved away.

“i know you like it when i give you attention,” law whispers in your ear in that seductive tone. you shiver as his breath hits your sensitive ear, and you have the feeling of cowering under him. “i see the way you look at me—the way you look for me in every room.” you blush and look away, but he moves one of his hands up to grab your chin and forces you to look back at him.

his lips are centimeters away from yours. “i do the same,” he continued. “when a woman who holds so much authority and power is in the same room as me, wanting me, how can i not resist?”

you grabbed his hand. “but do you only want me because i’m a queen?” you asked, taking control of the situation. “or because i’m—“

“i don’t care about your fancy title, i care about somebody who believes in themselves,” he leaned in closer to you now. “a woman is so sexy when she takes control of anything she wants.”

he didn’t give you any time to speak before capturing your lips with his. they were so soft, just how you expected them to be. it was soft and subtle, just how you needed it to be when you wanted to kiss him for the first time. and as he pulled away, you lightly bit on his bottom lip to keep him there. law smirked as you kissed him again. the taste of your lipgloss lingered on his lips and tongue, and when you decided to pull away, you saw the tint of it on the corner of his mouth. you cupped his cheek and used your thumb to rub it away, smiling as you did so. you grabbed law’s hand and led him away from the wall, and brought him to your bed. you turned him around and made him sit on the edge of it with you standing in between his legs. you grabbed the brim of his hat and took it off of him; finally seeing all of his black hair, you threw it on your bedside table before turning your full attention back to him.

law grabbed your waist and brought you closer to him, so close in fact that your knees hit the bed, and you almost fell on top of him. you placed your hands on his shoulders and smiled. “how long?” you asked, playing with the collar of his shirt with your index finger. “how long have you wanted to fuck me?”

he smirked. “when your advisor introduced you to me,” he pulled you down onto his lap. “when she introduced the most powerful woman in the new world, and you just sat there looking at me like i was nothing.”

he kissed your neck and inhaled your scent. “i would’ve been offended, but i was so attracted to you at that moment and so turned on that you could’ve called me anything you wanted, and i would’ve just agreed with you,” you bit the inside of your bottom lip when he kissed you neck again, only this time it was closer to your jawline.

“you’re such a flatterer,” you muttered, out of breath. you moved his chin up and kissed him again. one hand had his cheek cupped while the other unbuttoned his shirt. you were taking it nice and slow. you wanted it to be romantic. you wanted all of him, and you wanted to spend your time being with him. and it made you feel so fucking hot and good when you knew he felt the same way. law gently slid you off his lap when you got to the last button. you both stood up and finally moved away from the kiss. you slid his shirt off his shoulders and arms before throwing it onto the floor. you admired his tattoos. it was so beautifully done, and you couldn’t help but stare at every detail. you ran your finger along his chest and down onto his lower abdomen. you looked down at his bulge and used your hand to palm him through his pants. he was hard—so hard. it turned you on so bad knowing that you were the one who caused this. you looked up at him.

law grabbed the back of your head and pressed you up against his chest. you looked deep into his eyes and saw how much he wanted you. but when he looked into yours, all he saw was fire. you were burning for him, aching for him. he could feel himself cracking under you, but he stuck himself together. you looked away and undid his pants and then turned him around to sit him down on the bed again.

“take them off,” you said, and he listened. he took his shoes off and then his pants. now he was just sitting there in his boxers while you were standing in front of him, fully clothed. you raised your eyebrows and smirked. “i meant everything,”

law leaned back on his elbows, all smug-like. “you can take them off,” he said.

“oh? but you seem so eager to do that yourself already,” you smiled. “i don’t mind waiting.”

“oh, but i do.” law leaned forward and grabbed your arm, forcing you to come back up to him. he slowly started to remove your clothing, bit by bit, showing more of your skin. you then stood in only your shoes and undergarments. you felt powerful. law let go of you, and you bent down to take off your shoes. now you two were even. you sat down on his lap again with your back facing him. he held your hips, and you started to grind against him. you sighed in pure delight, and you heard him groan into your ear. it felt so good. law moved his hands up your back and unclipped your bra, and helped slide it down your arms and onto the floor. you got up before he could touch you any further and immediately took your underwear off. law followed you immediately, and now the both of you were completely nude.

he scooted up on the bed and rested his head on the pillows as you got on top of him. he propped one leg up, and you crawled in between his legs, situating yourself there. you kissed him softly, ignoring the fact that his dick was pressed up against your pelvis. law grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you down onto him. his tongue slipped in your mouth, but you closed your mouth and sucked on the pink muscle instead. you let go with spit drooling down the side of your bottom lip, but law only licked it away and kissed you again. you never wanted to stop kissing him. you never wanted to leave his warmth.

you felt law slowly start to turn over, and he was now the one on top. he pulled away and started to kiss down your neck. he placed his lips on your collarbone, and there he started to bite down and lick at the spot. it was red when he pulled away, and he did it a few more times around that area. he kissed in between your boobs and then finally sat up. he grabbed your knees and spread them apart even more, revealing yourself to him. law reached his hand down and rubbed his knuckle on your cunt, feeling how wet you were and how wet you were becoming. you shivered at the touch and placed your hand on top of his that rested on your knee.

“do you still find me sexy?” you asked. “now that i’m under you…”

“always,” said law, grabbing his dick and positioning it at your cunt. “but controlling me won’t be that easy,”

he slid into you and instantly moaned. you let out a deep breath at how good it felt. your whole body felt like it was on fire as he started to slowly thrust in and out of you. law grabbed your hips and found a good rhythm for the both of you. you felt good. fuck, he felt good. you reached for him, and he brought himself closer to you. you held his cheeks and kissed him to cover your moans, but he pulled away when he realized what you were doing. you looked into his eyes and caressed his cheek, breathing heavily.

“please…” you moaned. you didn’t want to be loud. you didn’t want everybody to know what you were doing. it embarrassed you a little, but law didn’t care. “trafalgar…“

he grabbed one of your hands and moved it behind your head. “it’s law,” he said, fucking you harder. your back arched as you moaned out loud. “and i want to hear you when i fuck you into this mattress.” he never changed his pace. it was raw. it was hard. and it forced you to be loud. you gripped his hand and let out moans that matched his. law threw his head back and shut his eyes tightly. you were so tight, so wet. you felt like a virgin. you tilted his head back down, and he opened his eyes back up.

“look at me,” you whined. “nowhere else but me—“ law cut you off by slamming his dick into you.

“law!” you yelped, throwing your head to the side. now your hips met, and it made you want to scream. you tried to close your legs, but he used both of his hands to keep them open. law didn’t move and just stayed in that position, watching your cunt as it tried to take all of him in. you felt tears in your eyes at how fast and painful it was but, at the same time, how pleasurable it felt.

law grabbed your chin and opened up your mouth. “you want my eyes on you?” he asked, smirking. “i’ll watch you as you take my cock.” you moved your hips a little to get more comfortable. tears strewed down your cheeks, but you didn’t cry. law kissed your chin and then your neck, and you moved so he could do whatever he wanted.

“then don’t pull out,” you whispered. “if you’re going to fuck me like this, then don’t move away…” law cupped your cheek, and you grabbed his hand. he saw the look in your eyes—the look that makes him bend to your will. but he got confused and furrowed his eyebrows. you squeezed his hand and managed a smile.

“trust me…” you said. he let out a deep breath and nodded. law kissed you before grabbing both of your hands and placing them by your head. he rocked his hips against yours and went at a somewhat fast pace as he started to fuck you again. you cried out his name without holding any noise back. he fucked you passionately hard. the sound of skin against skin and both of your moans was the only sound in the room—the only sound in the hallway. but you couldn’t care anymore. law was so good at what he was doing. he made you forget about everything and only made you focus on him.

his hair stuck to his face, and you let go of one of his hands to slick it back. fuck he’s hot. you wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him locked to you. your face was hot, your eyes were teary, and you felt like your abdomen was on fire. you knew you were about to cum any second now. you thrashed your head and arched your back, biting your lip.

“yes, right there…!” you moaned, moving your hips. law quickly grabbed them to keep you still and moved away from you a little so he wouldn’t fall on you. he felt weak because of this; the unbelievable sex that he was having with you.

“right there?” he teased, going a bit faster. you whined and nodded your head rapidly. with every thrust, your moans became louder and louder. at this point, you were afraid of somebody hearing you, but you couldn’t shut up. law never slowed down, and you loved it. the burning in your stomach reached a point, and when you stopped moaning for that split second, law knew that you were about to cum.

he reached his hand down and rubbed your clit a few times. your cunt clenched tight around his dick, and you moaned out his name before cumming all over him. you moved your hips in all sorts of different directions as the only words that left your plump and swollen lips were law’s name over and over again. your cum dripped down your thighs and his dick. it was rubbed all over his pubic area. fuck, it looked so good on him. you lay down breathless with your hand over your eyes, but law moved them away and forced you to look at him one more time. there was that fire in your e/c orbs.

law slowed down a little as his thrusts became harder and slower. his hips jerked, and all of a sudden, he stopped moving as he came right inside of you, moaning “fuck” in the sexiest voice you heard. he pulled out and laid down beside you, tired to shit. you turned around and kissed him again. the both of you lay there with your arms and legs all tangled up, making out on your messy sheets. he was so warm throughout this cold night. eventually, the both of you pulled away, and you rested your head on his chest, finally catching a breath. that was the best sex you’ve ever had in your life.

you both didn’t say anything. you both didn’t move. you laid there until he fell asleep, but you stayed awake. law was passed out cold. you had a feeling he would never do this with anybody else, so that strong feeling of trust you both had for each other showed. it also must’ve been because he really couldn’t catch a break with fucking you. you slowly moved away from his grasp and sat up on the edge of the bed. your legs felt weak, but you still got up anyway. you walked to your vanity to take a look at yourself. your makeup was smeared, and your hair was all a mess. hickeys littered your boobs and neck. you felt loved seeing yourself like this.

you walked to the bathroom that was connected to your room to clean yourself up. you were sweaty and dripping with cum. it was only a three-minute shower since you didn’t wash your hair, and afterward, you washed your face and brushed your teeth. you couldn’t break your bedtime routine. you walked out of the bathroom with a towel around you. there was another blanket on the chair in the corner, so you grabbed it to throw it over law. he was passed out still, snoring a little. you kissed his forehead softly and then continued getting ready for bed.

but after you applied lotion on your body and fixed your hair, you still couldn’t sleep. you just couldn’t.

—

law shot up in your bed, breathing heavily. he woke up from another nightmare that seemed too real. it was becoming more frequent, and it was a problem he needed to fix. he took a second to calm down before turning his head to look at you, only to see that you weren’t there. he knew it was still dark outside, so he wondered where you went. he took the blanket off and grabbed his clothes before heading to your bathroom to take a shower.

afterward, he put his clothes back on and grabbed his hat before leaving. he headed to his quarters first to clean up a bit more and then headed for the deck. nobody was out here aside from a couple of soldiers and seamen. law looked towards the front of the ship and saw your figure standing there. he then heard a screech, and he looked up to see your dragons flying overhead. he wondered how long you were out here for.

as he started to walk towards you, he took in your beauty as the sky started to turn orange. your hair was never out of place, but after the night ended and dawn crept up on the horizon, and you stood there with only a thin gown on and your hair blowing in the wind, only then law realized how beautiful you looked even undone and underdressed. you turned around when you heard somebody walking up to you, but when you saw him, you gave him a bright smile.

“good morning,” you said. law leaned against the rail and looked at you. he couldn’t help but smile a little just by looking at you and also wishing you a good morning. you reached out and placed your hand on his forearm. law only moved and grabbed your hand instead, keeping a hold of it. you stood there quietly, looking out at the sunrise as your dragons flew.

you cleared your throat and glanced at him. “morgul is carrying eggs…” you said. “she will be a mother soon.” you spoke as if the dragon was your actual daughter, which law was sure that you were convinced that she was actually, but he didn’t say anything about that.

“never in my life did i think i would see a dragon, let alone ride one,” he said. “after the devil’s dance, your family almost made them go extinct, yet here you are now with four dragons and more on the way.”

you felt goosebumps run up your back. the devil’s dance, they called it. the year-long war between your brother and sister, which ended in their dragons (and more) dying. but after yours hatched and morgul was big enough to mount, your brother aenys claimed her as his own. only after he died the three of them only ever allowed you to ride them unless you permitted somebody to also ride them. and when your younger brother’s dragon egg hatched from morgul’s last clutch of eggs, and was the only one to survive, the world came to accept the existence of dragons again.

“only dragons can kill dragons,” you said, referencing kaidou. “they can’t die by fire. their skin is impenetrable. only a dragon can kill another dragon, and i intend to win.” law agreed with you. you looked so determined to win this war more than anybody else. it was another kingdom you could claim, another country, but he needed to convince you later that taking another throne wasn’t the main part of this mission.

you stayed silent for a few minutes, but law broke it. “when you told me not to pull out…” he started, turning to look at you. you also looked at him, but your face looked solemn. he still pressed on. “why?” you looked him up and down and then sighed.

“i cannot have children,” you said, feeling the tears again. “… my husband and i tried so many times, and i only ended up getting pregnant twice.”

“y/n—“

“my first child was a miscarriage…” your voice cracked. “and as my husband died, i gave birth to a stillborn boy… after that, i could never get pregnant again.” but you didn’t cry after giving law that tearful confession. you only inhaled sharply and looked back out at the sky.

“i am cursed,” you said blatantly. “the day my dragons hatched, i felt something within me. something changed, and ever since that day, i could never bear a living child. but at least i have three dragons flying in the sky—alive and well…”

law didn’t say anything. he only grabbed your body and hugged you. he wasn’t much of a comfort person, but showing that he cared about you only made you happy. you gripped his shirt and closed your eyes. your tears fell, but you let no noise out. law grabbed your chin and tilted your head to look at him. all he saw was a sad but strong woman looking back at him. he had more respect for you now than he did just a few moments ago. he kissed you, and you kissed back.

“you’re stronger than most of us here,” he said after pulling away. you laughed and shook your head.

“i have dragons and an army, law… that is what makes me strong,” you said. “i’m nothing special without them… my ancestors were nothing special without them.”

“your kingdoms chose you as their queen even though it was never supposed to be your birthright. you conquered countries and saved people from slavery; that is what makes you special.”

you tried to look away from him as you felt your cheeks starting to become warm, but he only made you face him once again. you smiled at him. “thank you, law…”

you kissed him again and then went back to embrace him. you didn’t want to let go. so you stood there until the sun came up, and then you were forced to leave him to become a queen once again. no, not a queen.

a conqueror.

ch. 5 !

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[eelnoise]

random sex headcanons! (nsfw)

had some thoughts during my workout today, so i figured i'd write them out as a break from the endless wips in my docs. :) zoro, sanji, usopp(!), and law x afab reader tagging: @bby-deerling @kaizokuniichan @throwmethroughawindow (hello soppers)

Zoro

Prefers a position where he can see your face.

He wants to watch you squirm under his touch, wants to see your expression twisting with ecstasy each time his cock slides against your walls.

Big on touch. His hands will glide along your body, squeezing at any flesh he can get his fingers around, but has a slight preference for grabbing your thighs - not only because he's a thigh guy, but because they're your thighs. Also helps him manhandle you into deeper positions.

Has two modes - rough and nasty, or gentle and loving. The first is more of a stress-reliever, or for a quickie in the training room before a meal, but its raw and real and even between his forceful strokes he's praising you, telling you how good you are, how good you feel, that you take him so well, or that you're made for his cock and his alone.

But if he's in his feels about you, he prefers it slow and steady. Missionary, lotus, cowgirl, whatever it is, Zoro finds great joy in watching you enjoy yourself. He'll hold your cheek in his palm and if you nuzzle into his touch you may be rewarded with a long, passionate series of kisses and words of love between each one. He tells you that you make him happy, that you're perfect and beautiful, how he's so lucky that you put up with him, and how much he loves you.

Sanji

Also a big face watcher, just the sight of you moaning and mewling for him is enough to make the coil of delirium unravel. 

Takes a while for him to stop finishing so quickly (he loves you!), but he gets that iron will eventually - and will use it to make you into a panting, tired, sweaty mess. 

Super switchy. Sanji will always lovingly top you, but loves being the bottom. Ride him, peg him, and gently tease him all you want - just treat him like the sweet prince that he is and be affectionate. Show him that you love him, take it into your own hands and watch him melt into you. 

Really likes seeing you dressed up, just to dress you down later. Kisses your neck and coos in your ear about how lovely you look while he unzips your dress before sliding it down your shoulders and into a heap of fabric on the floor. Undresses you with a fire in his veins, taking his time to caress every inch of flesh available to him, kissing down your body while taking off each piece of remaining clothing that lies his way. 

A pussy eating king. Sanji knows taste, and will bury his nose as deep into you as he can, licking and slurping up your juices like it's his last meal. He kisses it often, usually murmuring something in his native tongue against your folds and making you shiver from the timbre of his voice. 

Usopp

The sweet boy is so shy. Takes him a few tries before he can even look you in the eye (he’ll cum too quick :( !) during. So at first he takes you mostly from behind. 

His hands love digging into the plush of your ass, though. Gets really hypnotized by the way it bounces back onto his cock and tends to lose himself in the moment and - wanting to see it move faster - absent-mindedly picks up the pace to slam into you with harder and harder strokes. 

Once he opens up a bit, you find that he's really fun in bed. He makes love to you like you're the last thing he'll ever touch, but will switch it up on the fly and rail you until tears of overstimulation peck at your tear ducts. Folds you around as he wishes, trying every angle, every position that he can wiggle the both of you into - and every time you're happy to let him experiment. 

Call him Captain Usopp mid-sex and its over for you. Something emerges from him that makes him go feral. Grabs your hair or your arms and fucks you faster and harder than he can realize himself. Very dominant this way too - demands you say it again, or to keep calling him by the name. Assaults your neck and back with kisses and bites, hungrier than ever to mark you up as Captain Usopp's girl.

Always makes sure to show his feelings for you through touch and praise, but always says “I love you!” right as he cums. 

Law

Usually has no preference on positions. Law will fuck you in any way you want. Though is apt to end up telling you how he wants to take you regardless, urging you onto your hands and knees, pressing you against a wall, or bending you over his desk. 

Great with his fingers. Coaxes several orgasms from you before even considering putting his cock in you. Long, lithe digits scissor in and out of your entrance, spurring you magnificently over the edge over and over again. Loves to shove his fingers into your mouth afterward, and can barely keep his focus when you clean your slick from them. 

Absolutely gets pussy drunk. His cock twitches wildly in response to your walls clenching around him, making his head spin with want and desire. Leans back to watch himself disappear deep inside of you again and again, mesmerized by the way your pussy grips him and how wet and warm and tight you are. 

Plays into your sensitivities. If you have sensitive nipples or breasts, his mouth is on them, sucking and licking and nibbling in ways that have you crying out for more. Sensitive clit? Law is rubbing it in slow, agonizingly sweet circles as he thrusts into you, bringing you just to the edge of reality but not over it just yet. 

Very weak for affection, especially during intimacy. Hold his hand and hear him whine before grabbing you tighter and fucking you harder, but kiss him and watch his brain fray into blissful petals of pure devotion. Has been known to stop all together to just lock his lips to yours for a while. 

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[shegetsburned]

how they like to kiss you w. one piece men ˚ 𐙚 ⋆.

.sfw.

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. a hungry beast. hands caressing your neck or tracing your jaw as they kiss you nuts. he needs to touch you - his hands on your bare skin, lips nibbling, biting, moaning into yours, while heavily breathing after. a fierce kiss that ends with a bite on the lip, soothing it with a lick.

monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, portgas d. ace, trafalgar law, eustass kid, killer, paulie, sir crocodile, smoker, akagami no shanks, buggy the clown, donquixote doflamingo, king, kaku, lucci, silvers rayleigh

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. a sloppy first-timer. weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot. it’s a greedy and messy kiss. it’s mostly tongue when he tries to push his way between your lips, firmly gripping the back of your head. a string of saliva connects your lips when you finally part.

monkey d. luffy, usopp, portgas d. ace, eustass kid, akagami no shanks, buggy the clown, donquixote doflamingo, paulie

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. you’re a delicate flower that needs meticulous care. it’s slow. tracing your lips with a fingertip until he can’t resist any longer, tilting your chin towards him for a kiss. his thumb trailing down to your jawbone. you feel his soft touch against your skin, ever so slightly grazing it with tenderness and affection.

sanji, sabo, killer, sir crocodile, benn beckman, dracule mihawk, koza, marco, corazon

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. a secret that’s making its way to your ears. a curious and uncertain soft kiss that turns into a fever. a gentle kiss that quickly descends into passion. a kiss so ardent, so perfect - that after you part, neither one of you can open your eyes for a few moments afterwards.

roronoa zoro, sanji, usopp, sabo, iceburg, akagami no shanks, benn beckman, koza, king, kaku, marco, corazon

❥ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄.. you’ll forget how he tastes. quick pecks here and there, finishing on the mouth. every time he leaves or comes back you’re greeted with one warm kiss. you can’t possibly escape it. he’ll tilt your head up towards him to steal one or distract you from whatever you’re doing so he can get one.

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[willowbelle]

Eating You Out Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, fem afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

a few drabbles for how the monster trio + ace & law eat you out (>ᴗ•)

cw: cunnilingus. all different positions ;)

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧

Eating You Out Headcanons

ꕥMonster Trio + Ace & Lawꕥ

Luffy: 

With his head slotted beneath your trembling thighs, Luffy treats your slit with messy, sloppy licks, groaning into your opening as he revels in your exquisite taste; a flavor almost too divine, even for the gluttonous strawhat captain.

“Mm, s’good-” he groans in between licks, the vibrations of his voice coursing into your body and making pleasure conduct your movements. Your hands dart down, haphazardly tangling themselves in his head of messy black hair as you grit your teeth and tug on the strands. 

You can feel the smirk forming on his lips against your slick folds, a silent acknowledgment of his mastery in reducing you to a writhing mess of need. 

His tongue finds itself gliding upwards towards your clit to treat the needy bud with tight circles. Meanwhile, his middle and ring finger meet your opening with an inquisitive nudge, eager to explore.

Your head lulls back as you mewl out soft moans of pleasure, instintively bucking your hips against his digits to silently grant him permission. 

He coaxes more pleasured sighs from your throat as his two fingers make their way inside you, immediately curling upwards to caress your g-spot. The new sensation beckons you closer to the edge of ecstasy, and you sink your teeth into your bottom lip to stifle your moans. 

His fingers work in tandem with the rhythms of his tongue as he pumps them in and out of you. He’s slobbering all over your cunt as his tongue presses flat against your clit, the firm pressure sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through your veins as he shakes his head back and forth. 

"So damn good, all for me," Luffy moans hazily, completely lost in his meal.

Your legs quiver more frantically, snapping shut around the captain’s head as you begin to succumb to the overwhelming pleasures he elicits.

His ministrations remain strong and steady, even as he uses his free-hand to pry your thighs back open. 

“Keep those legs open f’me, baby,” he groans, his voice raspy and hoarse, “Need t’ taste all of ‘ya-”

Zoro: 

The voracious swordsman has you on all fours as he kneels behind you, face pressed firmly into your cunt while his strong hands hold you open. The position is more than vulnerable, but it’s a sacrifice you’re willing to make; for the way his broad tongue dances up and down your slick folds makes any lingering insecurities rush to the back your mind and fade into insignificance. 

With each flick of his tongue, he consumes your thoughts entirely, rendering any other visions inconsequential as he has his way with you.

His ministrations are relentless; you can feel his hunger for you in every flick, every swirl, as he explores the depths of your insides with an expertise born of longing and need.

Your limbs tremble, struggling to hold yourself up amidst the pleasure, but Zoro’s hands remain strong and sure, keeping you firmly in place as he doubles his efforts. 

"That’s it, I’ve got you," Zoro's voice rumbles against your skin, “Come undone.”  His breath is hot against your sensitive flesh, his words washing over you like a wave of heat. 

With his reassurance, you allow the pleasure to take hold, becoming mere jelly in his hands as he holds you up. Satisfied by your compliance, he lavishes attention on your throbbing entrance, treating your opening with firm, purposeful nudges of his hot tongue. 

When his tongue delves into you, penetrating your depths with precision, you can't help but respond with a rush of arousal. It's as if he possesses an innate understanding of your body, knowing exactly how to drive you wild with pleasure before you even realize it yourself.

You merely whimper hazily in response, the sound a mixture of need and desire as he continues to devour you with single-minded determination.

You're teetering on the edge now, your body aching for release, but Zoro shows no signs of slowing down. He's a man possessed, driven by his own insatiable desire to please you, to make you scream his name in ecstasy.

And just when you think you can't take anymore, when you're on the verge of shattering into a million pieces, he finally relents, pulling back slightly to admire his handiwork, a string of saliva connecting his mouth to your cunt. His eyes burn with raw passion as he gazes down at you, a smug grin playing at the corners of his lips.

"Stay, just like that," he instructs, his voice commanding as he leans down and deftly maneuvers himself onto his back, positioning you to straddle his face.

"I need more of you," the swordsman groans before he eagerly latching onto your clit with skilled, greedy sucks.

It’s no secret that Zoro can handle his liquor, but it’s safe to say that tonight, your taste has got him utterly wasted. 

Sanji: 

You’re perched atop the chef's face, his tender hands encircling your waist, guiding your movements as you sway your slick folds over his waiting tongue.

He’s unapologetically desperate for your taste, your mere aroma could provoke blood to stream from his nose and down his chin. 

Sanji’s eagerly flicking his tongue along your folds as he rocks you against his face, moaning softly into your cunt as he savors the taste of your essence lingering on his tastebuds. 

His desperation knows no bounds as he continues to lavish attention upon you, his tongue tracing every contour of your folds with expert precision. With each flick and suck, he elicits a symphony of moans and gasps from you, his own pleasure evident in the way he hums contentedly against your core.

“So divine,” the cook mumbles hazily in between licks.

You surrender yourself completely to the sensations washing over you, your fingers tangling in his blonde hair as you urge him on with something you know he can’t refuse: desperate whispers of his name.

Your hips begin to rock faster, urgency building within you as the sensations intensify. Sanji matches your pace eagerly, his movements becoming more fervent as he responds to your escalating desire. With each thrust of your hips, his tongue delves deeper, exploring every inch of your trembling folds with a relentless hunger.

You can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter within you, pleasure building to a fever pitch as you chase the elusive edge of ecstasy.

Sanji continues to worship you with his tongue, prolonging the ecstasy as long as possible even as you cry his name and convulse atop him. 

“You're exquisite," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire as he continues to devour you with fervent kisses and licks, "I could spend eternity lost in your taste."

Ace: 

No matter the meal, Ace seems to always eat like he’s starving. 

The way he devours you is no different. 

With his head nestled between your thighs, he’s treating your inner thighs with teasing traces of his hot tongue.

The barely-there sensation sends shivers down your spine, causing you to mewl out pleas of desperation, lost in the sway of the mere promise of pleasure. 

“Ace-” you whine, instinctively bucking your hips in the hopes that he’ll grant your insistent eagerness with some sort of relief. 

But even amidst your whimpers, Ace remains headstrong. He’s a master of his craft, afterall, prolonging anticipation, reveling in the way your body squirms and writhes beneath him. He savors every moment, every sound of your desperate pleas, knowing that he holds the power to drive you wild with need.

His tongue continues its tantalizing journey, dancing closer and closer to where you ache for his touch the most. He's in no rush, savoring the taste and scent of your arousal, relishing in the way you respond to him.

As your whimpers grow louder and your movements more frantic, Ace finally relents, pressing his lips against your aching slit. The sudden contact sends waves of pleasure crashing through you, making you gasp and arch your back in ecstasy.

"You're so beautiful like this," he murmurs, his voice low and husky with arousal. 

Ace returns his attention to your trembling thighs, heightening every nerve ending and leaving you achingly aware of every touch, every breath. 

With a mixture of excitement and longing, you watch as he leans in, preparing to delve back into the depths of your pleasure. His tongue, hot and insistent, traces patterns of fire along your heated skin, each stroke sending sparks of ecstasy dancing through your veins.

You can't help but moan his name, a desperate plea for more as you arch your back, offering yourself up to him completely. His hands roam over your quivering flesh before eventually finding their home on your ankles, grasping them firmly. 

You crane your neck to give him a curious glance, “What’re you-” but before you can question his motives, he presses your feet above your head, making them cross at the ankles as he presses the tops of them into the mattress.

The freckled man hums contently, satisfied with your flexibility and the way your cunt looks on full display. 

“Good,” he chuckles lowly, “Now I can really get to work.” 

Ace dips his head down, finally tracing his hot tongue from your weeping entrance all the way up to your clit. 

The long-awaited sensation is even better than you imagined, and you involuntarily throw your head back, letting out a weak cry of pleasure. 

"Mmm," Ace groans against your slit, his voice vibrating against your sensitive flesh as he continues his ministrations. He latches onto your clit, suckling desperately on the aching nub as he keeps your legs pressed down, denying you any chance of escape.

The combination of his skilled tongue and the firm pressure of his lips sends you spiraling towards the edge of ecstasy, trembling in his grasp as you moan and gasp in pleasure.

But just as you're about to tip over into the abyss, Ace pulls back slightly, leaving you panting and desperate for more. His lips curve into a wicked grin as he gazes up at you, his eyes dark with desire.

"You're so responsive," he murmurs, his voice husky with arousal. "I could do this all night."

And with that promise hanging in the air, Ace returns his attention to your weeping slit, ready to continue his delicious torture until you're begging for release.

Law: 

The wall you’re pressed against is cold against your bare back, nearly making your teeth rattle in your skull. But the contrast is stark as your captain's tongue, hot and wet to the touch as it grazes down your skin, makes up tenfold for the frigidity of the submarine corridors. 

Law kneels before you with a reverence that sends a thrill coursing through your veins. His uncharacteristically vulnerable position at your feet is a sight that leaves you breathless, his grey irises locked onto your doe-eyed gaze with undeniable intensity. 

But it's not just the ferocity of his gaze that sets your heart racing; it's the way his lips and tongue trail down your bare skin with a deliberate tenderness that contrasts starkly with the coldness of the submarine walls. Each kiss is more delicious than the last, leaving you rolling your hips, unapologetically aching for more. 

You can feel the goosebumps rising in response to his ministrations, the contrast between the frigid air and the warmth of his touch sending shivers racing across your skin.

As Law's kisses descend lower, a primal need surges through you, causing your breath to hitch in anticipation.

"Law," you whimper, your voice filled with longing, abandoning all dignity.

The doctor's smirk is teasing, his white, toothy grin shining faintly in the dimly-lit corridor.

“Tell me what you want,” he rasps, “Use your words.”

“You, please-”

And then, he does something new, lifting your leg up by your thigh to rest on his shoulder, leaving you standing on one shaky leg. The sudden movement leaves you gasping for breath, your body arching towards him instinctively as he opens you up completely to his touch.

The vulnerability of the position only serves to heighten the intensity of the moment, your senses ablaze with both vulnerability and desire. You suck in your breath sharply, biting your lip in a futile attempt to stifle the moan that threatens to escape your lips as Law begins to kiss closer to your aching cunt.

Your breaths turn ragged as he finally nuzzles his head between your legs, locking eyes with you as his tongue meets your slick folds with a meticulous stripe. You lean your head back against the wall as you mewl out moans of pleasure, a shiver travelling up and down your spine as your limbs become tingly with need. You can already feel your leg beginning to shake as it dangles over his tattooed shoulder, making a deep blush rush to your cheeks.

Law is undeterred, however, your squirms only aiding his urge to please you. 

You manage a weak whine, your hands tangling in his unruly black hair as you urge him on. His tongue is hot and expertly skilled, and you simply can’t deny yourself the pleasure of grinding against it as he kneels before you. 

“Yeah?” he groans against your slit before flicking his tongue back and forth, “This how you like it?” 

"Mm-mhmm," you manage to whimper, confirming his question. 

His mouth meets your clit with a few gentle sucks as he raises your leg higher, granting himself with more access to your needy entrance.

His tongue is relentless, exploring every inch of your sensitive flesh with expertise. He idly shakes his head back and forth, his tongue dancing along your folds in a phenomenal rhythm. 

With each stroke, each caress, he pushes you closer and closer to the edge, goosebumps erupting all over your skin until you're teetering on the brink of your orgasm, ready to fall into the abyss of pleasure at his command.

Your moans grow louder and more desperate with each passing moment, filling the dimly-lit corridor with the symphony of your pleasure.

Doubling his efforts, Law’s eyes meet yours with a dark, hungry gaze that sucks the air from your lungs, 

"Let go for me,” he groans into you, “Let me take you there."

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[cloudzoro]

Law lays on his back, with you on his chest, after your first time sleeping together. Law replays the events of the evening in his head; how your lips tasted when he kissed you, how your pretty pussy felt around his cock and how hot his name had sounded coming from your mouth. He tries to close his eyes and hopes listening to the sound of your breathing will help lull him off to dreamland with you, but it's no use. He's filled with questions that only you can answer if he wasn't too scared to ask you.

“Stop thinking so much” He jumps a little at your voice, not expecting you to be still awake. “What's wrong?” you ask tiredly. You lean up to look at his face properly, and heat rises in his cheeks as you make eye contact.

“It's nothing,” he sighs. You roll your eyes at his attempt to brush you off. He knows you're not going to accept that answer. “You're beautiful,” he says, reaching up to cup your cheek.

“So are you,” you say. He tries to respond but flounders completely. You've well and truly broken him. You laugh at the bewildered expression on his face. “All it took to break the great surgeon of death was some pussy and a compliment” you tease.

Law laughs, grateful for the comfortable atmosphere you create. He tells you to shut up and pulls you in for a soft kiss. He mumbles against your lips about how you deserve better than him, and when you attempt to protest, he interrupts you with another kiss. For the first time in his life, He's at peace, and he hopes to stay in this state with you for as long as he can.

“go back to sleep and get some rest. You'll need it,” he says, landing a slap on your ass. You whine in his ear as he rubs over the sore area. You obey him nonetheless, kissing his chest and closing your eyes. Drifting off to sleep in the arms of your man.

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