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Insubordination | Part 1
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Summary: Tired of fixing up things after Kizaru’s messing ups, Akainu hires an assistant to help his colleague perform his duties correctly. A good idea it seemed, until Kizaru’s natural extraversion got the best of you.
Characters: Kizaru, Akainu, Assistant!Reader
Parings: Kizaru|Borsalino x Assistant!Reader
Word count: 2800
Warnings: Smut, explicit sexual content (not in this part)
A/N: Finally writing some real stuff for Kizaru! I enjoy this so much so far! (I had to split this one into two part cause it was getting way too long)
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‘Focused’ wasn’t exactly an appropriate adjective to describe Admiral Kizaru, especially when it came to his position and work in the Marines. Akainu, on the other hand, was a very thorough and observant man, so he made a point, as soon as he got promoted to the place of Fleet Admiral, to hire an assistant for his ever-distracted colleague.
Hiring an assistant for an officer of the Marines wasn’t unseen, but it was rather rare, as most of the typical work of an assistant was often given to subordinates. You had been selected after a series of various interviews and tests. The final step of this process had led you to Admiral Akainu’s office, where you frankly hoped you would never have to face him again.
All this was about three months ago. By now, you had gotten used to working for the admiral. Reports, dispatch orders, meetings, general paperwork, you got to take care of everything. It wasn’t exactly an easy work due to the amount of things to do in one day, but you quickly got the hang of it. The work was fulfilling when, at the end of the week, you knew every little thing was sorted out and taken care of, and your boss was satisfied.
Today was another normal day. It was pretty quiet in the headquarters as a bunch of Marines were dispatched somewhere on an island nearby. It was indeed quiet, yet you were quite restless. It was precisely thirty four minutes past nine and Kizaru hadn’t shown up to work yet.
You mindlessly took a glance at the clock sitting on your desk while filing some documents in anticipation for a meeting you had to attend later that day. You put the file aside on your desk and sighed, pressing the palms of your hands on the fabric of your pencil skirt.
Kizaru being late to work wasn’t unheard of. But you had promised Admiral Akainu to make sure he was on time, if not early, from now on. That proved to be a difficult task as the man was rarely responding to his baby den den mushi, probably most of the time because he forgot how to turn it on.
However, outside his mishaps and overall carelessness, working with him wasn’t all that bad. He was always kind and respectful to you. He was also very friendly, which you appreciated as you spent most of your day in the headquarters where practically no one talked to you unless they had some business with Kizaru.
He always greeted you with a warm smile when he got to work, often time complimenting you in some way. Unbeknownst to you, you had grown eager to hear his praising every morning. You had slowly noticed your mood change drastically when he was around. You had first blamed it on the lack of social interaction in your workplace. But you eventually realized that you might actually have a slight crush on your superior. Slight…
Your days usually went the same. He would come to work and you would brief him about the things to do today. He would listen to you religiously and you would smile, knowing part of your job was already done. And sometimes, just like a few days ago, he would go a little further to make sure you knew your presence was appreciated.
“You look very elegant today, Y/N,” he said with a smile as he passed by your desk, “it’s always a pleasure to have you around.”
“Ah, thank you Admiral…” you responded, smiling back, your head bowing ever so slightly in gratitude. You felt heat rise to your face at his words and mindlessly lifted your hand above your head to check no stand of hair was loose in your hair-do.
Most days went like that. You would often times find yourself both very pleased and awkward in the face of his compliments and praises. Put secretly, in the dead of night, these scenes from the past day would replay in your mind. And you would imagine more. More praises, more smiles… touches and moans…
But today wasn’t one of those days, you reminded yourself as you looked over at your clock. You honestly didn’t know what to do with yourself now that you had sorted everything out for the day. You were just missing one key element, him.
You frantically typed the number of his den den mushi, simultaneously grabbing the receiver. As you were about to finish dialing the number, Kizaru’s tall figure finally appeared at the corner of the hallway. You sighed and hang up, waiting for him to get to your desk.
He was walking fairly nonchalantly, seemingly distracted by a few marines passing by him on his way to you. You trotted towards him as to not waste any more time.
“Where have you been?” you asked, practically scolding him while trying to rid him of his coat. “If he sees you arriving late, my job is on the line,” you said, leaving him to go and hang the heavy white garment on the coat rack.
“Sorry, I got distracted on my way,” he said apologetically, scratching the back of his head. “And you know I would never let that happen,” he added as he was following you inside his office. He sat at his desk as you quickly laid out the files your prepared for today.
“You could’ve warned be, I’ve been trying to reach you,” you said, glancing at him briefly. He nodded and reached into the interior pocket of his jacket, getting out his baby den den mushi.
“This thing won’t work ever since yesterday,” he said, his voice lowering awkwardly the more he spoke. You held out your hand to take the snail.
“You’ve got to turn it on, like this, watch,” you explained calmly, showing him the proper way to use it before handing it back to him.
You didn’t waste any more time and opened the first file on the desk. You started going over each task you had to do complete today. He listened to you in silence, never interrupting. You could see he was finally making the effort to focus on his work and it gave you a rush of confidence.
“What would I do without you, Y/N?” he finally said once you were done, his eyes fixed onto yours, his gaze filled with awe. You chuckled awkwardly at his words and felt yourself getting distracted again by the praise.
“I’m glad I can be of service to you, Admiral,” you said with a serious tone and a strong nod, trying to collect your thoughts.
You quickly got started on your day after that. It went quite smoothly from then on. Kizaru seemed to make a point to stay focused, as if to compensate for his late arrival this morning. You were quite appreciative of this and it made you hopeful. He was more and more inclined to follow your advice these past few weeks and it seemed like your efforts were paying off.
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“Hey, Y/N.” Kizaru’s voice got your out of a very monotonous session of typewriting as he approached the front of your desk. Hands in his pockets, he bent over ever so slightly to talk to you. “I’d like to take you out for lunch today,” he said. You paused your task to listen and reflect on his proposition.
“I’d love to, but,” you started.
“Alright, great!” he announced with a smile and a clap of his hands. He was a little too excited as you tried to tell him this wouldn’t work out. You stood up and walked to the side of your desk.
“Admiral, the meeting is at twelve o’clock,” you said, trying to catch his gaze with your eyes. “Surely the representatives will have planned something to eat during the meeting,” you explained as he looked at you. He seemed a bit disappointed but still determined.
“Well, I’d prefer we go out,” he said, bending towards you again, a little closer this time as he tried to keep his voice low. “We’ll be back before anyone notices,” he assured you. You sighed, crossing your arms while holding his gaze. “And before the meeting, I promise,” he added in a quiet voice.
“Fine,” you let out, rolling your eyes slightly.
“Thank you, Y/N,” he replied with the enthusiasm you liked to hear in his voice. He smiled widely and suddenly pulled you into a hug of sorts. You didn’t have time to fully register his movement when he planted a dramatic kiss on your temple. You gasped and felt your face heat up as he let go and walked back to his office to grab his coat. You took a moment to regain your senses as you could still feel his arms around you. So warm…
“Don’t thank me until we get away with it,” you said with a chuckle as he passed you again, handing you your own exterior garment to put on.
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You had to give him that, it was surely good thinking on his part. You definitely needed some time to breathe outside and away from your desk. You were used to him being very talkative all the time but you hadn’t expected to talk that much yourself.
You had been conversing about a dozen of different topics by the time your waiter brought you your desserts. From the way you spent daily life, the hobbies you were interested in in your spare time, your family and history all the way to funny anecdotes that were almost irrelevant for the conversation but that you were eager to share. You had talked about anything and everything.
He talked to you too, of course, it wasn’t a one way conversation. But he mostly listened. You could feel your heart beat slightly faster when he reacted to your words, whether in surprise, enthusiasm or laughter. Sometimes when he would go on about his young years in the marines, you would catch yourself staring into his eyes for a little too long. Then, you would look down briefly to your plate and rearrange your clothes in a quick flick of your wrist.
You found it very easy to talk to him. So easy in fact that when you heard ringing of his den den mushi in the pocket of his jacket, your heart skipped a beat. You both paused for a second and he watched your eyes widen. The waiter approached with the check and you didn’t know what possessed you when you bent over the table to grab your superior’s wrist, turning it briefly to look at his gold plated watch.
Quarter past twelve.
“Shit,” you let out, abruptly standing from your seat and gathering your belongings. “Shit,” you repeated, unable to find anything else to describe the situation. You gestured for your superior to start packing too as he was still stunned from your previous action.
The waiter watched you both quickly pack up everything and quietly thanked Kizaru when he left a consequent amount of money on the table, telling him to keep the change.
In one swoop, you were both out of the restaurant into the streets. You kept a fast pace, almost running towards your destination as you cursed your superior for letting you get distracted and for laughing the way he did.
You slowed down for a mere second and gripped his forearm tightly, trying to get him to move quicker. He burst out laughing. A laughter, which to your surprise and displeasure, was very infectious. Your heart was beating fast from the adrenaline rushing through your veins and you found yourself chuckling as he caught up with you, bending to speaking closer to your ear.
“Come on, Y/N,” he started, “isn’t it fun to break the rules sometimes?” he asked with a genuine smile. You looked at him from the corner of your eyes, suddenly painfully aware of the way your hand held his arm. You watched him sustain eye contact for a few seconds, waiting for an answer. You couldn’t help the smile blooming on your lips.
“It’s quite… exciting,” you let out, looking forward again.
“Good,” you heard him say, as he smiled from the corner of his lip.
You had to give him that, the rush you felt in this instant, in this setting, was something you had longed to feel for quite some time now.
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Despite your late arrival, the meeting took place as planned. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, expect for you. It had been a very slowly and painful torture session as your boss, Fleet Admiral Skazuki stared at you for the whole duration of the meeting. You had forced yourself to put on your best show of discipline and thoroughness before him, listening attentively to what was said and taking rigorous notes.
But this wasn’t enough to distract him from what had just happened. And a sense of impending doom washed over you as he immediately directed you to his office once the meeting was done. You had no way out of this situation and you briefly looked back to Kizaru for some sort of support, only finding him being held back into another conversation.
He looked back at you, his eyes suddenly darkening as he caught a glimpse of your distress. The last image you caught was of him trying to cut the conversation short.
You hadn’t expected to find yourself in that office so soon. And you surely hadn’t planned on facing him again, at least not in this setting. You stood straight, your hands gathered in front of you with your head slightly bent forward.
“You are supposed to keep him in check,” he started through greeted teeth, standing in front of you, towering over you. “that is what I hired you for!” he finished, his voice slightly louder despite himself as he tried to contain his fury. “So do your damn job!”
You flinched slightly at his words and bent further down in apology.
“I’m deeply sorry, Sir,” you said, trying to put as much confidence in your voice as possible. “This won’t happen again,” you said with a nod, straightening up to face him fully again when Kizaru came barging through the door behind you.
“Don’t you dare blame her,” he warned, quickly approaching his colleague, pointing a threatening finger at him. “She had no say in this!” he added, making your eyes widen slightly.
You watched Akainu pounder his option, his gaze blazing with rage against his colleague. He briefly looked back at you before turning fully to Kizaru again.
“And you’d do better to remember to do your job as well,” he snapped back, approaching dangerously close to his colleague. They remained still and silent for a few seconds. They said nothing but the look in their eyes were worth a thousand words. You feared a fight would break you here and there if they continued like this. Fortunately, Akainu stepped back, his face keeping that stern look, his demeanor still firm and commanding.
“This is the first time I have to say this,” he started speaking again, looking at Kizaru and you in turn, making you shiver slightly. “And I hope for you it is also the last.”
The walk back to Kizaru’s office was silent. You made your best effort to keep tears at bay as your mind reminisced of the altercation. This man had that effect on you. You were scared shitless, to be crude and honest.
“Are you alright, Y/N?” Kizaru’s voice pulled you out of your trance as you stood motionless in his office. He then took your shaky hand in his and rubbed his thumb on the back of it. His hand was warm and his gentle touch made your heart flutter and your mind switch back to reality.
“I’m good, thank you, I…” you started speaking, slowly retrieving your hand despite your longing. “It can be fun sometimes, but…” you said, mindlessly pulling your hand close to your chest and rubbing it slightly where he had held it a few seconds prior. “No more of this, please…” you finished playfully.
“No more, I promise,” he assured you, raising his hands slightly. “I’d hate to see you lose your job because of me,” he added, his voice soft and quiet.
“And I’d hate to have to leave you,” you said with a soft sincere voice. There was something else in that voice, something deeper than the simple amity that was due between you and your superior. And you immediately corrected yourself, fearing you might be forgetting yourself, “Sir.”
You fled his gaze, noticing from the corner of your eyes his lips bend into a gentle smile. He said nothing more.
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Hopefully this motivates me to finally write that second part !
Edit : here is part 2!
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"Are you wearing my shirt?" + Law
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“You’re not coming to bed?” you asked Law as you entered his office. The trembling flame of the candle was lighting the mess of papers and books sprawled out on his desk.
He looked up at you over the frame of his reading glasses. He remained silent for a second and you leaned against the side of the door frame, smiling slightly as you waited for his reaction.
“Are you wearing my shirt?” he said matter-of-factly, his sentence not really a question. You smiled fully and mischievously.
“Wanna come and get it back?” you asked in a sultry voice, your leg bending slightly over the other and your hand running along your thigh, pulling the fabric up slightly to reveal more of your skin. You were completely naked under this shirt and you watched his eyes darken with desire as he realized so.
He silently removed his glasses and carefully laid them down on one of his open books. He then stood up and walked up to you, towering over you and watching your body tremble slightly under his gaze. Your eyes were still challenging him and he played into your game.
His hands came up to your chest to slowly unbutton the first few buttons. He then let the fabric fall off one of your shoulder and bent over slightly to reach you skin with his lips. He ran his lips along your collar bone, barely grazing your skin and you felt him smile against your sensitive skin as you melted under his touch.
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Insubordination | Part 2
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Summary: Tired of fixing up things after Kizaru’s messing ups, Akainu hires an assistant to help his colleague perform his duties correctly. A good idea it seemed, until Kizaru’s natural extraversion got the best of you.
Characters: Kizaru, Akainu, Fem!Reader
Parings: Kizaru|BorsalinoxFem!Reader
Word count: 3440
Warnings: Smut, very explicit sexual content
A/N: Finally the second part, sorry for the wait, here’s some hot hot smut for you!!
Read part 1 here if you missed it!
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For the past few weeks, you had strived to do your job even more thoroughly and impeccably than usual. Surprisingly, Kizaru had been even easier to work with than before. When you were used to helping him do his job, he was now also making sure you had all the help you might need from him.
Your work life was definitely quieter. But it didn’t diminish your feelings in the process, quite the opposite actually. His very considerate nature had a very special effect on you and sometimes, you were sure your feelings didn’t go unnoticed on his part.
You tried your best to keep those feelings at bay though. For the sake of your job, of course. But also because you weren’t able to tell if those feelings could be reciprocated at all. After all, Kizaru was playful in nature and you weren’t the first person to be addressed so familiarly by him. Until one day you realized…
“Hey, Y/N,” a voice called from behind you, making you stop in your tracks and turn around. You watched Kizaru quicken his pace to catch up with you in the empty hallway.
“Admiral,” you greeted him, as usual making sure to address him properly when you were outside of his office.
“Do you have anything planned tonight?” His question surprised you and your heart skipped a beat in your chest. You made your best effort to keep your composure. He surely didn’t mean it like that, did he?
“Why?” you asked with a curious voice, giving him the benefice of the doubt. Your eyes widened when he got one step closer to you. The distance between you was now far from appropriate for the current setting.
“I’d like to take you somewhere, have a drink with you, maybe?” he said in a lower voice, awkwardly scratching his temple. A feeling of ease surprisingly settled inside your chest. You smiled playfully.
“After work hours, right?” you said, just to make sure.
“Of course,” he acknowledged, smiling back.
The sky was progressively getting darker and the streets were getting quieter by the second as you both made your way around town, walking at a slow pace. You were happy to get a chance to go out in the evening as your personal life had been rather uneventful lately.
“So…” Kizaru started, briefly turning his head to look at you as he walked lazily beside you, a hand in the pocket of his pants and the other hand holding your briefcase. “Where would you like to go?” he asked.
You pondered your options, watching the line of shop and restaurants scroll past you. The few people remaining were slowly gathering into the open shops, getting ready for a good time drinking, eating and partying. The yellowish light from inside the numerous establishments lit your path and you felt yourself being pulled towards the festive atmosphere.
“I could kill for a cold pint of beer right now!” you exclaimed with a sigh, turning towards him. His face lit up and he chuckled at your enthusiasm. You jumped slightly in surprise as his arm came to wrap itself around your shoulder but you welcomed the friendly gesture.
“I got you,” he said, bending to get closer to you.
You tried to ignore your raging heartbeat and let him take you to one of his favorite izakaya. You knew you were in for a good time in this moment.
Just like the other day at lunch, you found it easy to talk to him. You spent a couple of hours chatting, drinking and eating. Although you did more drinking than eating and it definitely showed. You tried to gather your thoughts for the umpteenth time this evening as you watched the man in front of you get more serious.
“I’m sorry I got you into trouble the other day,” he said and you took a second to look at him in the eyes. He was sincere and you could tell he definitely felt bad. You chuckled awkwardly and looked down for a second, reminiscing of the feelings rushing through your heart that day.
“It’s alright, thank you for taking my defense,” you said, raising your brows. He shifted in his seat, sitting up and leaning closer to the table.
“As I should have, it was entirely my fault,” he said, pausing for a second, “that’s why I wanted to apologize,” he finished with a small nod. You smiled at his words as they felt almost odd coming from him.
“Apologies accepted,” you announced as you took another sip of your beer. He smiled in turn and slouched back in his seat with a sigh.
“I’m relieved,” he said, laying a hand flat on his chest. You laughed at his overdramatic gesture, taking your drink to your mouth again. You mindlessly shifted in your place and jumped slightly as your foot hit something under the table as you uncrossed your legs. You wiped the beverage that had splashed around your mouth in the process and looked underneath. You had just hit him in the shin and you suddenly felt mortified.
“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that,” you apologized with embarrassment as he simply laughed it off.
“Are you sure you weren’t trying to play footsie with me?” You took a second to process his words and your eyes widened.
“I swear that wasn’t my intention!” you exclaimed, shaking your head, and waited for a reaction. He smirked and kept looking at you intently, making you want to curl up into a hole and never come out.
“Too bad…” he then said, making you wonder if the alcohol had started affecting your hearing too.
You let out an awkward chuckle and tried and gather your thoughts. You were starting to feel the effect of alcohol and fatigue on yourself and you thought it would be for the better if you got out of here. Even though this probably was the most reasonable decision, you were not eager to leave – or rather, to leave him.
“We should probably go,” you said with hint of regret in your voice but he nodded in acknowledgment. You let him pay the bill as he offered to and thanked him properly as you both exited the restaurant. You barely noticed his hand as it gently laid against the curve of your back, guiding you in the right direction.
“How about I walk you home?” he asked and you nodded, trying not to look up at him as it made your head spin.
“I’ve had quite a few drinks, I think it’s a good idea,” you said and let yourself follow him. His hand left your back without you noticing. You picked a slow pace again as you walked the now very empty streets to your home.
He had to help you again with his hands a few times when your feet started to have a mind of their own and you slowly ended up having to hold his arm for better support. You were very chatty on your way back and the walk helped you sober up a little. However, even with your senses almost completely back, you didn’t notice your hand intertwining with his as you continued on your path.
When you finally stood at your doorstep, he smoothly replaced his hand with the briefcase he’d been carrying for you the whole time. You smiled at him again and pondered your options. You remained still for a few seconds, watching him, your eyes traveling along every curve of his face. His expression was playful but gentle. You definitely didn’t want to part now, you wanted to stay on that doorstep forever.
“I feel like there’s something you might want to do,” he suddenly spoke in a quiet whisper, his voice huskier than usual as he made an effort to be as quiet as possible. You felt your heart beat faster and faster as you realized what meaning his words carried. Now was your time apparently. But despite all the signs he had thrown at you in the past few days, or weeks rather, you couldn’t be too sure.
“Only if you’re okay with it,” you replied in the same whispery voice. He smiled and bent over slightly, inviting you in. You made the final move. You stood on your tip toes, wrapping an arm around his neck for support and pressed your lips to his.
His lips were soft and his touch gentle as he wrapped his arm around your waist, pressing your body to his. The kiss got more and more fiery by the second and you found yourself obligated to part from him to catch your breath.
Your bodies were still against each other’s and you let your cheek rest against his, whispering in his ear.
“We should probably stop here…” The more reasonable side of you spoke first. You wanted to continue, you wanted to act upon every desire of yours and take him inside of your home to love him all night. But a few drinks didn’t change what he was to you. He was your superior, the man you worked with – worked for.
“We should,” he said, although not moving out of your grasp, “but do you want to…?” he asked.
“No.” Your response came quickly in his ear and your felt him smile against your skin.
“Shall we continue then?” he asked with a playful tone.
“Yes.” Your whisper had just reached his ear when he dived in and started kissing the crook of your neck. You let out a breathy moan and let your fingers brush against his hair. The feeling of his lips on your skin made a shiver travel down your spine and to your core. You wanted him so bad.
You hastily pulled him inside your small house and gave only a quick look back into the empty street as if to make sure no one would catch you. You dropped your brief case and locked your door, leaving you both in the dark of your empty home.
In the shadows, he approached again from behind to wrap his arms around you, encasing you in his warmth and strength. Your head tilted to the side all too naturally, to let him take your neck with his lips again.
“Bedroom,” was the only thing you managed to mutter in between your moans as his hands slithered onto your body, finding places you were oh-so eager to let him explore.
You felt him smile again before you parted from him and gripped his hand as tight as you could, pulling him further into your home. You both discarded any shoes and outerwear on your way to your bedroom.
Maybe it was the remnants of alcohol flowing through your veins that made you so bold as to undress completely in front of him. Maybe it was the sheer eagerness to let yourself go completely in his arms. You didn’t know. You didn’t care.
“You’re quick,” he chuckled in awe at how fast you had worked yourself out of your clothes when he only managed to get out of his shirt.
His breathing became heavier as he took in the sight before him. Suddenly, when you felt you would usually lose your boldness entirely and cower in front of his eyes, you felt even more empowered. You chuckled and watched his eyes drop to your breasts as he saw your chest move with your heavy breathing.
You took a step closer to him as he was still caught in a trance, unable to move. You made him step back and reach your bed slowly. When the back of his knees touched the edge, he let himself fall back and sit on the mattress. This wasn’t enough for you though and you quickly straddled him.
He started touching you, running his hand all over your soft skin and you let yourself enjoy his warm touch for moment before pushing him back again. He took the hint and laid down properly onto your bed, his head falling back on the soft pillows as you climbed onto him again.
The soft fabric of his pants was deliciously rubbing against the inside of your thighs as you moved above him in a lazy, sensual pace. You cast him a sly glance when his eyes dropped to your most intimate part. Your core was close enough to him to rub against the fabric, slowly leaving a patch of wetness where you were grinding against his covered erection. He looked painfully tight in those pants and you relished in his frustrated groans.
“Don’t tease me, Doll,” he said, the pet name rolling perfectly off his tongue, making you giggle and throw your head back as you kept pleasuring yourself on him, running your fingers through the light hair covering his chest.
Finally deciding this was a fun game but not enough for you, you looked back down, making quick work of the fastening of his pants. You freed his twitching cock from the confines of the fabric and took your time to explore his anatomy. You slowly ran your fingers along the shaft, earning from him another groan.
You crawled down his legs to get completely rid of his remaining clothes and quickly got back onto him, this time leveling yourself as to take him inside your mouth. He let out a surprised gasp as your tongue touched the tip of his cock. With a flick of it, the small bead of precum forming at the tip disappeared.
Your eyes shot up to look at him from under your lashes. He was watching you intently, making sure not to lose any second of your little show. It pleased you greatly and you moved to take him whole inside your mouth. Two or three movements back and forth were enough for you to get used to him, your lust-filled mind easily pushing you out of your comfort zone.
Your pace quickened and you made sure to work with your tongue and lips in sync to bring him the most pleasure. Sometimes, you would take him out of your mouth completely, letting the saliva from the back of your throat coat him generously before going back down, easier each time.
He was practically moaning and writhing under you, warning you not to push your luck maybe. What it that good? It was for you, at least. You couldn’t help the hand that slithered between your legs, the fingers circling your clit, slick with your arousal and so sensitive. So much so that you could feel your orgasm building up rapidly, quicker than you’d like as you felt yourself lose control over your own body.
He noticed it through the haze of his mind. He watched you touch yourself as you took him in your mouth, in your throat again and again. “You’re depriving me,” he managed to mutter in between groans, “of such a beautiful spectacle.”
You couldn’t help the smile bending your lips as you took him out of your mouth. He took advantage of this moment to sit up straight and grip your upper-arms, forcefully pulling you up towards him. You straddled him again, your eyes widening in surprise. You felt your walls clench around nothing as you lost your own stimulation.
His lips crashed into yours and you let yourself melt into this passionate kiss, made sloppy by the remaining saliva all around your lips. You trembled with desire and, as if on cue, his hand slithered between your legs to caress your sensitive flesh. You whined at his touch, your hips moving on their own accord, showing him the rhythm you desperately needed.
“I’m so close,” you whispered, squeezing your eyes closed as if to feel more of his touch, only his touch. You were so sensitive it almost hurt, a paradox so pleasurable as you simultaneously couldn’t get enough of the sensation.
“Just from sucking my cock, what a naughty girl,” he groaned in your ear. Your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, using his shoulders for support as you were about to lose it.
“Do you want to cum?” The rhythm of his fingers was perfect, each movement getting you closer and closer to the edge.
“Yes!” you cried out, your blood burning hot in between your legs as your orgasm exploded inside you. Your legs trembled, your arm tightened around him, pulling him close, so close he could feel the erratic beating of your heart.
He let you ride your wave, slowing his stimulation just enough not to hurt and so you could take all the pleasure you wanted from him.
When your body settled in a blissful afterglow, he wrapped an arm around your waist and a hand around your thigh, squeezing the flesh deliciously. He lifted you ever so gently and lowered you again, watching your gaze fog up again as his cock entered your throbbing pussy.
He had to stop for a second to gather his thoughts, you’d gotten him so close.
Your eyes were on him again and you dived in for another kiss, letting your hand cup the side of his face. His hips coaxed you into moving ever so slightly. You bucked up and down with only centimeters of amplitude as you were still so worn out.
His grasp on your thigh tightened again as he helped you, this time reaching a pleasurable rhythm. The last ripples of your orgasm made your wall tighten around him as he reached sensitives places inside you. This was so much, too much.
“You feel so good wrapped so tight around my cock,” he said and you could only whine, feeling him hit that spot again and again, stirring up all kinds of feelings inside you.
You suddenly felt the urge to say something- anything, to utter the first thing that came to your drunk mind- ‘I love you’.
Instead you kissed him again, feeling him quicken his pace. His movement became more and more erratic as he reached closer to his release. You didn’t want it to stop, he felt so good inside you.
In haste, he pulled you up farther than before, depriving you of him, leaving you squeezing around nothing. His moans reached your ears as he pulled you tight, letting his cum coat both your bellies in the thick liquid.
You both took a second to relax, having both reached your climax and not being quite ready to let go of each other yet. Your brain settled into a peaceful state and you felt whole, satisfied.
With a groan, he let himself fall back onto the bed, leaving you straddling him, your eyes curiously dropping to where he had left the evidence of his pleasure on you. With a giggle in your throat and provocation in your eyes, you let a finger run along the skin of your belly, gathering some of the semi-transparent liquid.
He looked confused for a second before you took your finger to your mouth and sucked it clean with the most mischievous smile he’d seen you adorn yet. A frustrated groan left his heaving chest and you couldn’t help laughing out loud.
You expected awkwardness the next morning. But it was nothing of the sort. You both took the time to get ready for the day ahead, quickly enough to be early, but calmly enough to enjoy as much time together as you could.
You hadn’t discussed your new situation, no need to, really. Things fell into place almost naturally, you realized as you waited for him to tie his shoes at the door. Almost as if you’d known each other for years.
Arriving at Headquarters, you suggested getting some tea from the breakroom. You let him go ahead to his office while you prepared the small cups.
You weren’t expecting Akainu to pass by while you were doing so but you silently greeted him from where you stood in the small room as he seemed to have stopped in his tracks to stand in the doorway.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him arriving on time before, let alone early,” he suddenly spoke, his voice lower than usual, as if it cost him greatly to speak these words. “Keep up the good work,” he finished with a firm nod before exiting the room again.
“Thank you, Sir,” you managed to utter right before he got out of sight. A smug smile then slowly creeped up on your lips and you couldn’t help but feeling very amused by the situation.
As it turned out, all your clumsy absent minded Admiral needed was a little… push.
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Charlotte Katakuri - NSFW Alphabet
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A/N: On popular demand, here's Katakuri's NSFW Alphabet! This man is one of my favorites lately, I’m so excited to write this!
A - Aftercare
He is very sweet with you. First he always makes sure you’re nice and comfortable before bringing you water along with something sweet to eat. He loves to keep you hydrated and satiated after you make love.
B - Body Part
He loves your hip dips. He absolutely loves running his mouth along the curves of your hips and biting the flesh lightly with his teeth, making you giggle as it tickles more than it hurts.
C - Cum
He loves cumming deep inside you and watching his seed slowly leak out of you. If he were just a bit younger, this sight only could make him ready to go for round two immediately.
D - Dirty Secret
Sometimes he likes to lick and eat food off of your body. Pastries, whipped cream, fruit… anything sweet. He will worship your body and your curves as he devours you. When there’s nothing left to eat, he will keep licking and eating you out until you’re moaning his name.
Bonus: another little secret of his, he’s got nipple piercings. They’re very tiny and simple but they drove you absolutely wild the first time you saw them.
E - Experience
Surprisingly, he didn’t have much experience when you first met him. You took the time to guide him and you both slowly learned to listen to each other to get the most out of your time together.
F - Favorite Position
He loves to sit back or lie down and watch you ride him. He loves when you are face to face with him, sweat slowly pearling on your forehead with exertion as you try your best to bring you both pleasure. He loves to watch your face contort and your eyes roll back when you lose your mind riding his cock.
G - Goofy
He sometimes lets himself joke and laugh with you. You can tell, however, that he still is a little shy about laughing out loud in front of you.
H - Hair
His hair is cut short but still looks a little wild and natural. He didn’t voice any preference towards your own body hair, he’s content with whatever suits you.
I - Intimacy
This man is a romantic at heart. And he’s even more romantic in the moment. He likes embracing you as tight as possible as you take him inside you, feeling your whole body press to his, feeling your heart beat faster and your muscles tremble as you bask in pleasure.
J - Jack Off
He does it from time to time. You definitely like to join him when you stumble upon him pleasuring himself and moaning your name quietly.
K - Kink
Shibari. He loves to tie you up in pretty ropes and watch you struggle to keep a clear mind as you slowly drift off into your subspace. He likes to explore different ways to decorate your body with his ropes. And he loves rubbing his lips against the impressions left on your skin by the rough material after it’s gone.
L - Location
He prefers the comfort of a nice bed. But sometimes, he will let himself be tempted to make love to you in private during his meriendas.
M - Motivation
Simply the way you act around him or the way you tease him can get him going. Just show him a glimpse of belly skin, cleavage, or thigh flesh, anything, and he’s all over you.
N - NO
Threesomes. He is a very selfish and protective man and he definitely wants you all for himself, no sharing allowed.
O - Oral
He likes both giving and receiving. You remember him being extra careful with you at first when you had just met. Mainly because he was scared to hurt you with his teeth, but also because he didn’t have much experience. But now that he knows your body, he just eats you like a starved man every time.
P - Pace
He definitely prefers a slow and sensual pace. He loves to take his time to please you and worship every part of your body.
Q - Quickie
He doesn’t really like quickies precisely because he likes to take his time. However, when he really craves your touch, he will sometimes forgo some of his habits to have you right then and there.
R - Risk
He definitely is an explorer. He likes to try new things with you but sometimes he still enjoys things he’s used to. It also depends on his mood.
S - Stamina
It takes a little time for him to regain his energy and get going again. But he sure can keep you entertained in the meantime.
T - Toy
He loves to use toys with or on you. He loves to pleasure you with a toy and listen to you beg him to give you his cock instead. He knows the things he can do to you and it drives him wild.
U - Unfair
Apart from the way stated above, he doesn’t really tease you. Quite the opposite, actually, he loves to bring you over the edge over and over until you’re just a trembling mess of pure boiling pleasure.
V - Volume
He is rather quiet except for when he lets out slight groans and quiet moans when he loses his mind taking you.
W - Wild Card
This is only for when you are in the absolute privacy of your bedroom in the dead of night. He likes to pull you up against him so that you straddle his hips and grip your waist to suckle on your breasts. It drives you absolutely crazy and it makes him even more eager to taste you, all of you.
X - X-Ray
Let me tell you everything on him is proportionate. However, he definitely is a little thicker than average, that needed some getting used to at first but he fits you perfectly.
Y - Yearning
He doesn’t yearn for sex that much. He mainly just yearns for your touch. He craves skin contact all the time and he will try to have you close to him at all times and cuddling with you as much as possible and for as long as his responsibilities will allow him.
Z - ZZZ
He doesn’t fall asleep that fast after making love precisely because he likes to take the time to cuddle with you. He loves laying you down onto him, feeling the heat of your skin against his as your body slowly recovers, reaching a normal temperature and heart rate again.
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I bet that man is so sweet tasting…
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"I can't smile at you, I'm mad." + Charlotte Katakuri
Requested by: @kotaro16, thank you for the entry, I hope I did justice to the prompt and to this sweet man!
“I’m sorry again, Sweetie Pie,” he said in an apologetic tone, his arms slowly stretching out to reach you. You crossed your arms even tighter on your chest, turning you head to look away from him.
“You said you would wait for me,” you explained, watching the few donuts and pastries laying on a plate beside him, remnants of his merienda that he had started without you. “And you didn’t!” you finished, moving away from his grasp as he tried to pull you closer to him.
You went to grab one of the sweets on the plate and sat on the ground, your back turned to him. Your stomach started grumbling as your nose filled with the aromas of the pastry in your hands. You didn’t wait any longer and started munching on your snack eagerly.
“Is it good?” You heard him ask behind you. You stayed silent but still nodded, briefly looking back.
You saw him smile widely as you finally seemed to calm down, your stomach almost full with the sweet treat.
“Can I have a smile?” he asked. You immediately frowned again, turning your head fully.
“I can’t smile at you, I’m mad,” you claimed, dramatically stuffing the last bit of your snack into your mouth. He burst out laughing at your demonstration.
You gasped as he gripped your waist and pulled you close to him, placing you in between his legs and letting you sit back against his chest. You looked up and he kept laughing shamelessly, his huge mouth opening wide, exposing his teeth. You couldn’t help but smile a little when you noticed his cheeks flushing ever so slightly in the process.
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"Five more minutes?" + Doflamingo
Requested by: Anonymous
“Alright, Sunshine,” you heard him say as he got off the bed, leaving an empty cold void beside you. “Time to get up…”he continued, turning to you after one of the servants pulled the heavy velvet curtains open.
The brightness of the morning sun pierced through the large windows, making you retreat back under your fluffy covers.
“Noooo…” you whined, turning around and pulling the covers over your head, burying your face in them. You heard him chuckle at your response. “Five more minutes?” you mumbled from under your barrier of sheets and blankets.
“Overthrowing a government and taking over a country can’t wait five minutes, my Dear,” he said, leaning towards you. You reluctantly pulled the covers down as little as possible to let your eyes appear. You looked at him with one eye open as the light was still too bright.
“Two minutes…?” you asked, making him laugh out loud. After a few seconds, he bent over slightly lower to place a gentle kiss on your forehead. Your heart fluttered with his gesture and you smiled with content as you retreated back into your fluffy nest.
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"Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you." + Laxus
Requested by: Anonymous
It had been so long since he left to go on a job, you’d stopped waiting for his return. However, every evening, you found yourself quietly reading in the living room of the small apartment you shared with him, with your eyes drifting from time to time to the communications lacrima placed in the corner of the room, watching for any sign he might want to contact you.
Unfortunately, he never did - until he finally came home one day.
The sun was barely set on the horizon, casting an orange glow on the pages of your book. You were deep into your reading but not deep enough to miss the tell-tale sound of your front door being opened.
Your book was quickly discarded and Laxus barely had time to drop his bag that your arms were already wrapped around his neck, your face pressed against his chest. You felt a deep chuckle rise from his chest as he held you in a tight embrace.
“Sorry I took so long,” he said quietly, kissing the top of your head and caressing the small of your back.
“It’s good to have you back,” you said from where you stood, your voice slightly muffled as you were still firmly pressed into his body.
Relief had washed over you when he came back. But now confusion was seeping through your whole body when he parted from you, quickly making his way towards your bedroom. You watched him enter the small room and approach the foot of your bed. His lips bent into a smirk when he turned around and watched your stunned expression.
“Now come and sit on my face,” he ordered, quickly lifting his shirt over head in the way that always drove you absolutely crazy, “let me show you how much I missed you,” he finished, his smile growing wider as he let himself fall back onto the bed, arms spread, ready for you.
You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your mouth as you took off running to the bedroom, jumping onto the bed in turn, lifting your skirt and straddling his face.
As his hands wrapped around your thighs, gripping your flesh with eagerness, you realized his touch was probably the one thing you had longed for the most these past few weeks.
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"If you're going to act like a little brat then I'm going to treat you like a little brat." + Laxus
Requested by: Anonymous
You managed to get out of his reach for the third time in a row. He grunted as you slid up the bed once more towards the headboard, chuckling before his facial expression. His jaw flexed and he tilted his head, his gaze intently watching you, warning you.
You smiled as he stood still at the foot of the bed, his naked chest moving up and down with each breath he took. Deep breaths. You bit your lip and folded one leg above the other in a lazy, seductive movement.
His eyes dropped down to watch your naked legs, then traveled up your body, watching your underwear brush on the skin of your hips with your movement. He then took a moment to stare at your exposed chest. He looked at every curve and dip of your body. That body you had promised to him and that you seemed so keen to take away from him.
He smiled mischievously as he watched you and you became alert again, waiting for him to make his next move. He let out a laugh and you bit your lip again, waiting.
“If you're going to act like a little brat,” he said between two breaths, “then I'm going to treat you like a little brat,” he finished tilting his head more dramatically, his eyes darkening slightly. You liked that, you smiled again.
“Oh yeah?” you asked in a whisper, your tone still teasing him. A predatory smile curved his lips, showing off his teeth and sharp canines. You barely had time to let out a gasp when he jumped forward, gripped your ankle firmly and pulled you across the bed to rest underneath his body.
You giggle and cupped his face in your hands as he dipped down, letting his lips almost touch yours. Almost.
You yelled in surprise when he wrapped a strong arm around your waist and flipped you over. You tried to protest to no avail and you were quickly hoisted up in his grasp. He pulled you close to his side under his arm, his grip tightening around your waist. He had you facing the opposite way to his, your ass now on full display for him to do with it whatever he deemed fit.
You wriggled in his grasp but he didn’t budge. Instead he used his free hand to pull your underwear down, exposing your ass fully to him. A groan rose from deep inside his throat as he rubbed your sensitive skin, making you shiver in pleasure.
His spank came slamming down on your soft flesh, earning from you a pained gasp and a giggle. More rubbing of his hand against your hot skin told you he was far from being done with you tonight.
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“Can I hold your hand?" + Issho
Requested by: Anonymous
I swear this man is so sweat…❤️
Your walks in the gardens of Headquarters had become more and more frequent as you always longed for more of his presence. Sometimes you would stop and take a moment to sit down side by side underneath the blooming trees. He would sometimes ask you to describe the gardens to him, which you would do in the most detailed and vivid way possible.
You’d grown used to his presence beside you and had slowly realized you needed more. More time with him, yes, but you needed something else. You slowly realized your feelings towards him were not those of friendship, they were more than that.
It was another beautiful sunny day when you found yourself on a stroll again, with him at your side. You’d been looking at him more than at the gardens today and even though he could not see you, he could definitely sense something was off.
“Is there something I need to know, Y/N?” he asked with a gentle smile and a playful tone. You looked straight on again, lowering your head slightly as you searched for the right words.
“I’m not sure I should say it now,” you said. He remained silent, leaving to you all the space to speak your mind –or your heart.
After a few seconds, you sighed and turned your head towards him again.
“Can I hold your hand?” You voice was shy and quiet when it usually was bold and full of life.
He didn’t say anything, only held out his hand for you to take with a soft smile. You gently slid your hand in his, your heart skipping a beat at how warm his skin felt against yours. His thumb slowly brushed over the back of your hand and you swiftly looked away, not noticing the light squeeze your hand gave.
He did notice, and his smile grew wider.
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“I’ve never felt this way before and I’m terrified to be honest” + Akainu
Requested by: @milfanddilfslayer
My heart sings for soft!akainu, can’t get enough!
You would be lying if you said Sakazuki was good with words. Especially when it came to feelings. But frankly, who had grown used to his love language. Small kisses, quick touches, discreet gestures that only you were able to notice.
He’d been able to show some affection towards you in the past. But lately those gestures were less and less frequent. You’d noticed for a little while that he was more prone to spending time alone.
“I just,” he started speaking, immediately going silent again. He sighed as you looked at him intently, expecting something – anything.
“See?” you let out in frustration, holding out your arms to reinforce your point. “This is what I mean!” you yelled, stepping forward and looking up at him. “Talk to me!” you demanded, feeling your heart sink inside your chest as his eyes turned away from your gaze. “Please…” you whispered, your voice now filling with sadness. “I can’t bear this.”
You watched him take a deep breath, his face contorting in anger. He didn’t feel anger towards you, though, only towards himself.
“I’ve never felt this way before,” he let out quietly, finally looking at you in the eyes. Then, you saw something you never thought you’d see one day. His eyes glistened with tears not yet ready to flow. “And I’m terrified to be honest.” You sighed at his words and your whole body relaxed.
You gave a gentle smile, the one you knew he loved to see. The one you gave him when he came back home after a long day at work. The one that warmed his heart and soothed his soul.
“There we go…”
You spoke with a soft voice, barely audible as you got even closer to him. You pressed your body against him, letting him wrap his arms around you and rest his chin on the top of your head.
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"You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up." + Gajeel
Requested by: Anonymous
You panted and writhed as he kept biting and licking your flesh. He had just brought you to another climax with his tongue and lips and was now taking advantage of your blissed out state to go wild between your legs. His canine teeth sank so tenderly and sweetly into your skin, making you moan in response.
You felt a deep chuckle rise from his chest as he slithered his arms around your thighs, tightening his grip to keep you nice and still for him. He pulled you ever closer to him, letting you feel all of him on you, until even the lightest of his breaths made you tremble when brushing against your sensitive skin.
He slowly moved to your core again, letting his tongue run up your folds, the tiny ball of metal on his tongue brushing against your oversensitive clit, making you shiver and gasp. Deciding he was finally done with you, he moved back.
You watched him sit up straight between your legs through heavy eyelids. He settle on his heels, a predatory smile lighting his face when he admired his work, the marks he had left all over your thighs sucking, biting and licking your flesh. You felt heat rise to your face as you shied away under his intent gaze.
“You know,” he chuckled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and bending over to whisper in your ear, “you always look so much better when I mark you up.”
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Pulling all-nighters when the other doesn't want to be alone + Killer
Requested by: Anonymous
Okay, this is the reader trying to pull an all-nighter more than actually doing it, lol
“You’re gonna stay up all night?” you asked Killer as you stepped into the doorway of the map room. His smile widened as he saw you approaching slowly, a book in hand, your naked feet lightly padding on the wooden floor.
“I can’t sleep and Kid needs me to sort this out before we get to the next island,” he replied with a shrug. You came to stand beside him, leaning against him and resting your hand on his strong shoulder to look over the array of papers, maps and books laid out on the table before him. “I wouldn’t mind some company,” he then briefly let out and you gave a light chuckle.
“I’ll stay with you for a little bit, then,” you said, leaning in to kiss the top of his head. You smiled when you felt his hand slither its way up the back of your thigh and mindlessly squeeze the flesh there.
You pulled away slowly and went to sit on the couch a little farther in the room. You curled up and opened your book, picking up where you had left off a little earlier.
You liked reading in silence, the only sounds in your ears being the light ruffling of paper and quiet creaking of the wooden chair as Killer continued working. He’d spent most nights in that room by himself lately. You were starting to feel lonely in your empty bed, you could only imagine he felt as lonely in that room.
However, despite putting all your will to it, it wasn’t long before you felt the urge to close your eyes, your eyelids becoming heavier and heavier. You rubbed your face before picking up your sentence again.
“I shouldn’t have asked you to stay, you’re tired,” Killer quietly spoke from his seat. You looked up at him and put your best smile on display. “Go get some sleep,” he said and you shook your head.
“No,” you whined, “I wanna stay with you, I don’t want you to be alone,” you finished, your eyes closing on their own accord, finishing to drive his point home, and he let a gentle smile play on his lips. He’d underestimated your stubbornness again.
“I’m alright now,” he assured you. “You should go to bed, Baby,” he repeated and you took a deep breath to try and wake yourself up. However, your eyes stayed close.
“I’m just resting my eyes,” you claimed and you heard him giggle. The sound of his laugh made your heart warm and you pulled your eyelids open, blinking rapidly and forcing yourself to reread the same sentence you’d tried to actually understand for the fourth time now.
But all the will in the world wasn’t enough to keep you fully awake and you slowly slumped down on the couch. Killer’s attention was brought to you again when your book tumbled to the floor. You were now laying down on your side, curled up on the couch.
He smiled and quietly stood up to walk up to you, taking a blanket from the other side of the couch and slowly draping it over your body. He leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on your forehead when you mumbled in your sleep, your voice barely audible.
“I’m just resting my eyes.”
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Building a blanket fort + Akainu
Requested by: Anonymous
All these fluff prompts with Akainu and no GIFs to illustrate them, such a shame!! Anyway, fluff with Akainu just makes my heart melt 😭😭
Sakazuki approached the pile of blankets and couch cushions with a curious eye. He knelt before the shapeless hump of multicolored fabric.
“Stop!” A voice spoke to him. It was slightly muffled as it came from the other side of the fabric barrier. He immediately recognized this voice and smiled to himself as a cushion was lifted to reveal the face of his daughter. She sported a stern look, her brows furrowed under the Marine hat she wore, too big for her head as it drooped down in front of her eyes, forcing her to throw her head back to look at him.
“This is Marine territory,” she announced firmly, “identify yourself, now!” she ordered, her wooden sword poking out menacingly from under the blankets.
“Humm…” he started hesitantly, making you laugh from a corner of the makeshift fort. “Admiral Sakazuki,” he announced slowly, trying to play along. She nodded and walked on her knees to pull the large square cushion that made up the door to the fort.
 “Alright,” she said in a clear voice, “you can enter the fortress, Admiral,” she finished and your husband nodded in acknowledgement, entering the cozy cave she had made for herself in the middle of your living room.
It was only once he was fully inside that he noticed your presence. You smiled at him as you pulled your knees to your chin, curling up into a ball to make some room. There wasn’t much space inside the fort, especially now that he was here. The sight of him awkwardly moving himself to avoid knocking the whole thing down was priceless.
He gave you a confused look, his brows raising slightly in question. As if silently asking what all this was about. You chuckled and shrugged dramatically.
“Don’t look at me, she’s the Fleet Admiral,” you said, pointing to your daughter. “I’m just a prisoner,” you explained, raising your hands in defense. You watched his face soften when he got it. He decided to play along and got in character.
“Oh, and what exactly did mama do to get imprisoned,” he asked to your daughter, turning to her but still briefly looking at you from the corner of the eyes, seeing you smile wider.
Your daughter thought for a moment and lifted the hat slightly over her eyes to look at her father.
“She refused to give me a slice of that chocolate cake in the kitchen,” she claimed, her voice slowly getting quieter as her sentence died out.
“We’re having dinner soon,” you protested with another shrug, trying to explain yourself.
“Silence, prisoner!” your daughter turned to you, pointing her small wooden sword at you, making your husband laugh. You tried your hardest not to burst out laughing, the muscles of your face starting to hurt slightly.
“Oh I see,” your husband started, dramatically turning his head to look at you. “Then mama must be punished accordingly, isn’t that right?” he stated, his voice dropping slightly lower and his gaze so intent you felt your face heat up. You saw the corner of his lips raise ever so slightly in a smirk and you knew.
You let out a laugh as your daughter turned her back to you again and you took advantage of her inattention to jump onto her, tickling her and pretending to eat her with big bites that quickly transformed into soft kisses.
Your fingers kept wriggling against her small body and she couldn’t help laughing hysterically. You looked up at your husband. His gaze was soft and loving and you let yourself be pulled closer to him as he kissed you.
An audible gasp came from your daughter as she looked up at the both of you. Her gaze immediately going from surprised to scolding as she turned to her father. She squinted dramatically and crossed her arms, speaking her words in a vengeful voice.
“You’re fraternizing with the enemy…”
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“I’ve never felt this way before and I’m terrified to be honest” + Law
Requested by: Anonymous
Litterally crying, why did I have to make this so sad 😭😭
Law was not very talkative in general. But especially when it came to expressing his feelings and emotions. You would often times find yourself trying to coax words out of him, failing miserably every time as he dismissed your interrogations with a quick ‘I’m fine, Y/N’.
Thing is, he was not fine. For a few weeks now, he’d grown more distant. The moments you shared together were rarer and rarer to the point you had to practically force him into simple conversations and literally drag him to bed with you before he could spend another sleepless night working in his office.
This was one of those nights. He was sitting back against the headboard of your bed as you kneeled in between his legs. You were staring at him, trying to decipher his thoughts. If he couldn’t talk to you, then you’d have to find out on your own.
His eyes were barely open as he looked back at you. He looked like he was about to cry and it made the lump in your throat grow tighter. He was only a few inches away from you, yet he seemed more distant than ever. Could this all mean…?
“You don’t love me anymore?” you asked in a whisper, your voice starting to crumble under the weight of your feelings, your question becoming a mere statement when it escaped your mouth.
“Quite the opposite, actually,” he responded quietly, his gaze tearing away from yours for a moment. You sat up slightly, leaning forward to cup his face between your hands. You forced him to look back at you and he did, not so reluctantly. He loved to look at you, he loved the curves and dimples of your face, the color of your eyes, the softness of your lips.
“Then what’s wrong?” you urged him to say more. Anything. He looked down again and you craned your neck, trying to find his gaze again.
“I’ve never felt this way before and I’m terrified to be honest.” The words pierced your heart like a white-hot blade. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he let his voice die in the silence of the night.
You swallowed, your throat even drier than before and your heart swelled as you started thinking. He did love you. More than ever actually. You were everything to him. You, his crewmates or his pirate friends. He had everything.
You would give him everything you had to give. Your love, your touch, your life.
“You’re not alone, Law,” you said as your thumb gently wiped the wet trail left on his cheek. “Not anymore,” you added, making more tears pool in his eyes. “So how about we figure this out together?”
He slowly nodded and you gave gentle smile, one of those that seemed to always manage to soothe his mind. You pulled his head against your chest, his face burying into the soft flesh he found there. You ran gentle fingers through his hair and he pressed his body harder against yours, his arms wrapping around your waist, holding you tight, as if you would evaporate the moment he let go. He would never let go.
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"Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn't tease me." + Kizaru
Requested by: @dangerouslyknown
There you go hun, I was so hot and bothered while writting this, 😭 I hope you like it!
Your pace was deliberately slow. You looked up at Kizaru as you let your tongue lightly brush against the tip of his cock. It was slow, almost painfully so, by the look on his face. You could tell he was growing impatient, his legs twitching around you with every move you made against him, every lick, every touch…
But you were having fun. So much fun laying on your stomach between his parted legs. The mattress was soft and comfortable under you and you easily supported your upper body with your elbows, leaving your hands completely free.
His cock was a sinful shade of red, you could feel it pulsating and twitching under your fingertips. You chuckled and ran the tip of your index around the head, barely applying any pressure. You were taking your time savoring him and relished in the small grunts of frustration he gave you.
Your tongue slipped between your teeth to touch the most sensitive part of him, right where the shaft met the head. You gave a flick and watched his jaw flex. Your smile grew wider at his response.
You pulled closer and pursed your lips slightly to give the tip an ironically chaste kiss. You used a finger to gather the small bead of transparent liquid leaking from him and looked at him in the eyes as you licked your finger, your tongue hanging out of your mouth obscenely. You knew at this point he’d had enough.
With a brute force you knew only him was capable of, he grabbed your upper arms and lifted you with a grunt. You gasped as he placed you onto him, making you straddle him. His cock pressed into your ass deliciously. There was still a fair amount of fighting spirit inside you and you smirked, bucking your hips to rub his cock in between your ass cheeks.
“Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn’t tease me,” he said pulling your chin between his thumb and index finger.
“Or what?” you responded with a raised brow, laying your hands flat against his chest. He smiled at that and dipped his hand between your thighs, the tip of his fingers lightly brushing against you engorged clit, mimicking the touches you’d used on him just a few second prior. You threw you head back and he pulled you closer, letting his lips brush against the shell of your ear as he spoke.
“Or, I’m gonna tease back.”
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"You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat." + Alpha!Akainu
Requested by: @jowtaro
There you go love, I hope you’ll like it!
It was no secret that Akainu loved being in control. In every aspect of his life really. But only you knew how much he loved to take control, especially when he was fucking you. His thrusts were deep and rough, his voice commanding and his hands so powerful.
You loved it.
You loved how his hand slithered up your body to come wrap so sweetly yet so dangerously around your throat. Strangled moans managed to come out of your wide open mouth as you felt yourself lose your breath. Your blood flow was suddenly cut out, leaving your brain to slowly dip into unconsciousness. And it was only when you were on the brink of collapse that you felt the most alive.
“You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat, Omega” he groaned as close to your ear as he could manage, letting his whole body cover yours, his imposing form towering over you like a shadow, a deadly omen.
“Alpha, please…” you begged again for him to let go and finally give you what you craved for. You saw him smile from in between your twitching eyelids.
He knew what you wanted and he loved to make you beg for it, for his body, for his cock. Your words were coming out in mere breaths, whispers as your hands slowly lost their grip around his massive arm. He loved to make you beg for his cock, letting the tip tease your quivering entrance and never quite give you what you wanted. All the while depriving you or your most cherished ability.
You were entirely his. His to please, his to control, his to use…
Your throat burned with a new breath as he finally let go of your throat. Your eyes shot wide open with a shocked expression. Your chest heaved up and you felt suddenly lighter. You finally relaxed and let your voice out again.
“Thank you-” you barely had time to finish your sentence his hips thrust into yours, taking you whole, making you his again. Your walls throbbed around his cock as he penetrated you violently, yet giving you such a sweet release, “-Alpha.”
A deep chuckle rose from his chest as it pressed against yours.
He loved it.
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