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[honeyshiddendesire]

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Smoker x Female Reader - Love

Warnings: Vaginal penetration, praise kink, Strangers meeting in a bar, going back to your place, belly bulge, size kink/difference, mating press, overstimulation, mentions of pussy eating 

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Smoker watched you on the other side of the bar denying patron after patron that flirted with you and couldn’t help the smirk that started to paint his face. He wondered if you were high maintenance or just super picky, the idea of a challenge that didn’t involve pirates piqued his interest and quickly he found himself smoothly making his way over to you. Sitting beside you calmly without even glancing at you just to see if you’d look first, and being the wise older man he was he was right. Your eyes sneakily taking a peek only to widen as you shyly scanned his physique, face going darker and pupils blowing with obvious desire at the mystery man that sat beside you. 

“Need a drink, love?” Smoker asked, finally turning to look at you with a charming smirk, loving how you couldn’t even form a word and just cutely nodded. Bingo! After a couple drinks you became more open even accidentally spilling how you came to find some fun but no one caught your eye till he came along. It might not be known but Smoker did love pleasing pretty girls like you, so after downing his drink and slamming the glass he leaned toward your ear with a smirk. 

“Tell me love…want to get outta here so I can give you that fun you were looking for.” Smiling all pretty at him he took that as a yes and escorted you out. 

Quickly you made it back to your place and found yourself naked in a second, Smoker, you learned his name was had you taken care of like never before. Pussy slick from round after round of making you cum on his tongue and fingers alone all the while spilling sweet praises to you.

“Dammit love you taste so good, too bad those other guys in the bar couldn’t get their hands on ya.” Smoker grunted as he licked his lips of your essence, your chest rising and falling at a rapid rate as you stared at him with half lidded eyes. Your hands above you from gripping the sheets and he only grinned as he undid the belt of his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his cock that made you gasp. 

He was hung like a fucking horse, thick and veiny, with a length that made your mouth drool but brain panic. He already stretched you with three of his amazingly thick calloused fingers like no one's business but you still wondered if he would even fit. Smoker only worsened your panic as he stroked his cock and laid it on your stomach, the tip barely an inch below your belly button. “Oh don’t you worry love I’ll take it nice and slow for ya.” 

Slowly entering his fat tip causing you to gasp and hiss, nails clawing at his shoulders as he held your legs back and open for him. “Take a breath for me love and just relax. I’ll have you feeling good in no time princess, just you wait.” Smoker’s deep groan made you shiver and unintentionally tighten around him, “Oh fuck love. Careful squeezing me so tight or I won’t take it easy on you.” 

With every slow inch that he pushed inside of you your mind went numb and quickly you found yourself begging for more, “Please! Please Smoker, I can take it!”  Smoker only raised a brow at your begging but he lived to serve, he was a marine after all. So sliding into your cunt with a forceful thrust that knocked the wind out of you he couldn’t help but curse, “Fuck ~ that’s it love. Knew just by looking at you that you could take some dick.” Shaking your head in agreement you only clawed at his broad shoulders more as you felt him deep in your stomach, something no one else has managed to do for you. 

Giving a loud whistle Smoker couldn’t help himself as he placed one of your legs on his shoulder so he could push down on the bulge in your tummy. “Would you look at the love~so far inside ya your stomachs poking out. Damn that’s a good look on you girl.” He couldn’t take waiting after seeing something like that and found his hips moving like they had a mind of their own. Pulling all the way out till your stomach dropped only to slam back in filling you all the way up with a raspy moan leaving him. “Ah fuck love that’s it.” 

“AH! Yesyesyes! Fuck that feels so~ goood~!” Your screams were loud and high pitched making his ego grow by each thrust he gave you.

His cock stretching you so full you found yourself gushing the fastest you ever have, arms falling above your head and he only smirked at the way you gripped the sheets. Each powerful thrust making your tits bounce and he leaned down practically bending you in half so his greedy mouth could lick and swirl around your sensitive nipple. A moan leaves him as he pushes your legs further back to make room for his wide shoulders, mouth never removing from your breast. Licking and sucking marks to remember him bye. 

“O~oh fuck yes! S-Smoker!” You whined as he nipped at your nipple, sucking at your skin till he reached your neck. “What’s up love? You gonna soak my cock again. Such a good pussy taking me all the way. You’re doing so good for me ya know that?” His words made you shiver but a gasp left you as you felt him sneak a hand to your aching clit, whimpers of his name leaving your drool glistened lips. “Go ahead, love I know you want. Get my cock all nice and wet love so I can keep on fucking you till you pass out.”

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[tinfairies]

Hi, It’s me the perpetual pain in the ass can I get

Yandere captain smoker headcanons

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Yandere Captain Smoker Headcanons

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Contents: stalking, purposeful endangerment, unwilling voyeurism, exhibitionism, controlling behavior

As soon as you catch his eye, it's all over for you. He won't stop until he has you.

Smoker starts off friendly enough, attempting to lure you into a false sense of security.

That's all he wants to do, really. He just wants to protect you.

He'll stalk you relentlessly, and knows your schedule like clockwork. If you're late, or do something out of the ordinary, he gets upset.

Smoker will purposefully put you in dangerous situations, although you're completely unaware of course.

He wants to swoop in and save you, making you indebted to him, although he'll say it's really no problem.

Likes to touch himself during your conversations, he'll slyly grope his cock as you speak. Focusing his eyes on your lips and imagining them doing something more productive.

He has came under his desk many times, and you've been completely oblivious.

One day, Smoker wants to make you finally shut up with his cock. Shove your head down and make you gag on his length.

Watches you sleep and spreads your legs nice and wide to play with you, just to see what makes you tick. He knows your body better than you do by the time you consensually become intimate with him.

Smoker is very controlling, and will determine when you eat, sleep, shower, and even go as far as controlling your bladder.

He has a way of making you think it's your idea though, you eat healthy because too much sugar is bad for you, and you don't want to get sick and Smoker, right?

You sleep a full 8 hours because it's healthy and you don't want to upset Smoker, right?

You shower with him because it saves water and gets you both clean, right?

He just thinks you're the perfect little thing for him, and he will have you.

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[roguerambles]

A New Bad Habit

One Piece - Smoker x Female Reader

Warnings - Very NSFW. Horny adults being horny together. 18+Only.

Smoker needs to get seriously laid, so I got him seriously laid. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking with it. (What is it with white-haired anime people, jeez--)

-

You were a damned nuisance.

You hadn’t been Smoker’s intended catch of the day, but when he had spotted you at the port he knew that meant the infamous Red Hair Pirates were in town. It had taken a while to catch you (you were quicker and craftier than he liked to admit) but now he finally had you tied up and secure in his ship, while his subordinates scoured the town for the rest of your crew.

“It won’t take long to find them.” He growled at you through a puff of cigar smoke. “You can make this easier if you talk.”

You stretched your bound hands over your head, the movement causing your thin, buttoned shirt to cling a little snugger to your chest – which was the point, Smoker suspected. “You know, we really need to stop meeting like this, Vice Admiral.” You fluttered your eyelashes playfully. “People will talk.”

“You’re not getting away this time.” Smoker scoffed, and blew out another puff of smoke. Twice before you had been in the custody of him and his men, and twice you’d escaped – he’d damn near tossed the subordinates who’d let you slip overboard when he found out why – but this time was different. This time, you weren’t leaving his sight until each and every one of the Red Hair Pirates was under arrest.

You sighed and stretched out across the bed with catlike grace, somehow looking perfectly at ease despite your bound wrists. Smoker was beginning to take it a little personally. You propped your head atop clasped hands, eyes running slowly over him. “…you’re pretty.”

He contemplated tossing you in the brig, but you’d escaped from there last time. That’s why he had you here, in his quarters. “My men will find your crew, and then you are all under arrest.” He growled at you, taking a small slice of satisfaction as your confident smile ever so briefly slipped from your lips. Then it was back, and you rolled onto your back with a sigh.

“Is that why we’re just sitting in here?” You idly picked at the front of your shirt, pulling it away from your body before letting it fall again. It movement gave Smoker a brief view of smooth skin and full curves and he scoffed – honestly, is that what had distracted his men before? He was going to give them another earful when this was over—

“—and here I thought you just wanted to spend some time with me.” You huffed, adopting a wounded expression. Smoker rolled his eyes behind his shades, biting down slightly on his cigar.

“You aren’t flirting your way out of this one.”

You flashed him a smirk. “Actually, I’m trying to flirt you into me. Keep up, Vice Admiral.”

You always did this. Smoker squared his shoulders and marched across the room towards with powerful strides – maybe a gag would finally keep you quiet – when he spotted it. A dull glint of silver, nestled between your palms, being subtly rolled back and forth. A growl erupted from deep in Smoker’s chest. “Drop it—”

You sprang, your foot sailing directly for his face – he dissolved into smoke, surging towards you, determined to stop you in your tracks, but you seemed to have expected this. You twisted and slammed your hands into the bed, flipping around so your momentum sent you sliding over the side and under the bed. Smoker cursed and surged after you as you scrambled towards the door, his form turning solid as he crashed into your back, crushing you against the door hard enough to make it rattle in its frame.

His large hand seized your wrist, lifting it over your head and slamming it into the door. You cursed and opened your hand, causing a sharp, silver pin to tumble to the floor. You kicked and squirmed as he leaned against you, using his broader, larger frame to pin you against your attempted escape route.

“…you made me drop my damn cigar.” He muttered lowly, as you wriggled futilely against him.

“You have more.” You panted, tilting your head back to grin up at him. Despite your failed escape, you looked completely at ease. “But, you’re right. Let me make it up to you.”

Your other hand lunged upwards like a snake – Smoker anticipated a punch, the thought to dissolve already half-formed in his mind – when your fingers sailed around the back of his head, gripped his white hair, and pulled him down to crush his lips against yours.

Smoker had not expected that.

His immediate response was total confusion. He opened his mouth to ask what you were doing, but your tongue met his, pushing dominantly and something sparked in him, and he fought back with his own. His fingers tightened around your wrist, his free hand automatically snapped down to catch your thigh as your legs suddenly encircled his hips. He reached upwards towards your back, to grab the back of your shirt and yank you away, he told himself, but instead his hand slipped under the loose fabric, roaming across smooth, bare skin and pushing you further against him.

You pulled back slightly, sucking hard on his lower lip, eyes wide and blown black with desire as you gazed at him. “…better?”

You pushed against him with all your body weight, briefly knocking him off balance. He recovered his footing fast, though, turning to slam you down onto the dresser near the doorway. His heart thundered in his ears, his head bellowing to secure his grip before you slipped away, while the rest of him hissed pleasantly to get your damn clothes out of the way—

“Vice-Admiral?” A voice called from outside. “Is everything alright in there?”

Smoker went rigid. You, however, looked perfectly calm, tilting your head to press hot, lingering kisses against his neck. “I think you can handle me on your own.” You purred into his ear, your tongue flickering heatedly against his skin. “Don’t you, Vice Admiral?”

Smoker’s rational mind was screaming. Secure her in the brig and stop this madness. His pride howled that of course he could handle one damn pirate and her demon given charms.

“You think you’ve got me wrapped around your finger, don’t you?” He growled at her. Your hand slipped under his coat, nails lightly raking up his back, and the sound he made was downright indecent.

“Maybe not.” You shrugged slightly. “But…one way to stop me escaping is keeping your hands on me, yeah…?” Your lips brushed against the lobe of his ear, teeth nipping lightly. You pulled off his shades and dropped them beside you to look into his eyes. “And I’ll be honest, Vice Admiral, getting away from you is the last thing I want right now.”

Something deep in his belly howled that was bloody fantastic logic, and he tightened his grip on you, the light gasp spilling past your lips sending heat directly to his gut.

“…Vice-Admiral?” The voice outside called again, concern painted in their tone.

“I’m fine.” Smoker scooped you off the dresser and moved towards the table – his hand swatted your ass when he caught the broad, smug grin on your face, making you yelp in surprise. “The prisoner is secure. Have the Red Hair Pirates been located?”

“No, sir, we haven’t—”

He slid you onto the table, briefly releasing his grip so you could push his coat off – he felt an another absurd flicker of proud vanity as you greedily raked your fingers over his broad, perfectly muscled torso. “Then get out there and find them!”

“Y-yes, sir!”

“You won’t find them, you know.” You gave a playful grin as he impatiently yanked your own shirt away from your body. He felt a flash of irritation at your insinuation, but you had fucking beautiful breasts so he let it slide. “They won’t…ah…! Smoker…!”

You moaned and arched your back as his lips closed around your nipple, teasing hard and hot with teeth and tongue, before he began moving downwards, trailing heated kisses across your flesh. You squirmed backwards on the table, knocking maps and papers aside as Smoker’s fingers gripped your waistband, pulling everything down in a fluid motion.

“Not…not fair…” You panted, reaching to grasp at his broad, powerful shoulders, the muscles of his back flexing under your touch as his mouth teased the inside of your thighs with ruthless efficiency. “You…you’re still…fuck, Smoker, yes…!”

You moans were like music to his ears, seeping into his veins and lighting his blood ablaze. You tasted wild and sweet on his tongue, your thighs squeezing tight around his shoulders as you bucked and moaned under him. “Smoker…ohhhhh…! Smoker…please…! Inside, I want you inside…!”

He pulled back from you with a groan and a curse, tearing at his belt. He pushed his pants down, kicking everything aside as he sprung free, and he again couldn’t help the smug flicker of pride when he heard you gasp. You slid towards him eagerly, and he moved his hips between your thighs, slotting in like he belonged there, words swept off his tongue as though by a wave as your warmth enveloped him, hot and slick and incredible. He growled and groaned, his hands finding your hips and gripping tight, watching as you whipped your head back, a wordless cry of pleasure spilling past your lips.

“Ahhhhh….! Ah….Ah….!”

Smoker thrust his hips hard, long and precise movements that made you moan and writhe, your walls clenching and squeezing around him so deliciously it made his head swim. His hips stuttered as you dove forward, nails raking hard down the flesh of his bulging shoulders and arms as your orgasm struck, making you quiver wildly in his grasp.

“Smoker….!”

His name falling from your lips sent a bolt of lightning deep into his gut, and he growled as his pace quickened, fire and honey searing in his veins as you gasped and clenched tight around him, his release hitting him like a tidal wave as your screamed his name through your second climax.

Smoker slumped over you as you collapsed back onto the table, panting and clinging to him, your palms pressed against the sweaty flesh of his back. He buried his face in your neck, inhaling the scent of your skin, heat trickling back into his lower belly. “Fuck, you are beautiful.” He murmured against your skin, and he felt you shiver pleasantly against him.

“So are you.” You breathed back, lightly grazing your nails over his shoulder blades. Smoker stood straight, pulling you off the table with him, wrapping his arms under your thighs. He stumbled backwards, his lips hungrily finding yours as you both fell into the bed together.

Smoker lost track of how many times you peaked together. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so insatiable with a lover, hungered for the feel of another’s body against so intensely. He dimly heard someone at the door – no doubt the entire damn ship could hear what you both were doing – but he’d roared through another intense orgasm to just fucking deal with whatever it was. You were just as consumed by passion as him, and for hours it felt as though nothing existed beyond the bed, beyond your bodies writhing together in bliss.

Eventually, the most delicious kind of exhaustion seeped into his body as you bounced rhythmically, breathless moans of pleasure spilling past your lips. He gripped your hips loosely, large hands guiding your movements, his face buried in your chest when someone knocked at the door.

“Um….Vice Admiral…?” Tashigi’s voice called hesitantly through the door. “I…er…know you’re…busy…but—”

You clenched around him with a sinful moan, triggering a surge of white hot heat deep in his belly. “Fuck…fuck…deal with it, Tashigi…!” He seized your hips as you both crested your final climax together, before he sank back into the bed. You collapsed on top of him, breathless and sated, your bodies a sweaty tangle of limbs.

“….oh! Yes, sir…” Tashigi cleared her throat, and he heard her footsteps hurry away from the door. He caught sight of the darkening sky outside the window, your arm sliding around his waist, before his eyes drifted shut and sleep claimed him.

-

 Smoker awoke to your lips on his neck, and his belly growling.

“Good morning.” You hummed, running your fingers softly up and down his abdomen. Smoker grumbled in response, tilting his head so your lips would meet his. You giggled softly, lightly nipping his lower lip. “Well, someone is feeling sweet.”

“Hmmmm….” Smoker couldn’t think of anything to say, so he settled for kissing you again. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well. You laughed softly, brushing your fingers along his jaw. “We shouldn’t have…” He pulled back, squeezing his eyes shut. “…this…this can’t change anything.”

You sighed, running your palm slowly along his waist, just above where the sheet covered him. “I know.” You pecked his lips. “You’ll keep trying to catch me. Us. I understand.”

Smoker gave a humourless chuckle. “My men will have found your crew.” Smoker knew his job, he’d never felt regret about it before or now, but he felt something close. “While we were…while I was keeping you busy. I have to place you under arrest again.”

“Oh, they won’t have found them. They left yesterday.”

“…what?”

Smoker cracked open his eyes, squinting in the fresh sunlight. You lay next to him, fully dressed, a somewhat sheepish smile on your lips.

“Let me be clear, this is not how I envisioned us using shackles.”

Smoker shot upwards, or tried to. His wrists were bound above him, thin cuffs of…seastone holding him to the headboard. He turned his face back to you, eyes blazing. “What the fuck—”

You kissed him again, and he cursed against your lips before kissing you back. “What the fuck?” He demanded.

“Don’t be mad!” You rolled on top of him, wringing your hands as you perched on his covered hips. “I wanted to…well I wanted this so I asked the Chief to drop me off here. I figured when you caught me, you’d send your marines to go look for my crew, and we could…you know…”

Smoker gawked at you, one of the few times in his life being truly gobsmacked. “You tricked me?”

“I prefer to say I somewhat misled you.”

“And the seastone?!”

“Well, obviously, I can’t let you arrest me, silly.”

Smoker shrugged against his cuffs. “Take these off.”

“You know…” Your palms rubbed up his chest, lightly caressing his pecs. “You look really good like this—”

“Damn it! Uncuff me!” He couldn’t decide if he wanted to restrain you immediately or fuck you again, he’d decide when his hands were free.

“Don’t worry, I told Tashigi to come back in a hour. She’ll let you out.”

“Tashigi saw us?”

“Well, no, I spoke to her through the door. Said we had been up all night because you were lecturing me on the evils of piracy.” You grinned a little, and Smoker cursed the way it made his heartrate quicken. “I’ve been a very bad student. Just say I lured you into a false sense of security or something. It’ll humanise you to them all a little, they’ll love you even more.”

He could never look Tashigi in the eye again. The entire ship had probably heard them—

You slipped off the bed and he opened his mouth to yell. You stuffed some sheet into his mouth. “Sorry. I promise, you can punish me any way you want next time.” You smirked, and the idea sent blood rushing south despite himself.  Smoker glared as you leaned down to peck his cheek, before turning and darting for the door.

“I hope we do this again soon, Vice Admiral.” You blew a kiss playfully as you slipped through the door. “I miss you already.”

Smoker flopped back against the bed, furious with himself. He squirmed slightly, his gaze flickering to where you had just been standing. He would catch you again, and your punishment would be extremely thorough.

He felt a smile tug at the very corners of his mouth. 

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[smokersbaby]

Heyy!! How do you think Law, Croco, & Smoker react to their S/o tying them up and teasing them until they break??

Hi! Thank you so much for the idea, it's my first request so I hope you'll like it :) I read your request a thousand times because since I am Italian I was trying to figure out the exact meaning of what you were asking, I didn't want to disappoint you haha.

I LOVED your request, so I was so excited to write this (also because they are my favourite characters). Needless to say, Smoker's part is my favourite 💕

Characters: Trafalgar Law, Sir Crocodile, Vice-Admiral Smoker

CW: NFSW, bondage, masturbation, oral sex (giving), slightly dom/sub interaction, unprotected sex. Word Count: 1.7k words

Notes: These fanfics leave some room for imagination at the end, since otherwise, they would all become too long, I hope you enjoy them! 💕

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Trafalgar Law

You had to insist a little bit with Law to convince him to do such a thing. "Why do you want to do that Y/N?" he asked you when you proposed to tie him up, he looked so annoyed by this activity you wanted to try on him, but somehow he let you tie him to the chair. Before sitting down you asked to take off his clothes except for boxers and then you bound his hands together behind the chair to keep him still. "Do you want me to freeze?" he said a little bit bothered. You looked at him smiling "Don't you worry about that" you answered, blindfolding him with a scarf. "That wasn't part of the deal!", he seemed almost angry but you knew he would have changed his mind very soon. You didn't answer but laughed at his disappointment. You waited a minute just to see if he was going to complain again. Suddenly, when he was about to speak again, you started rubbing your hand over his boxers, Law let a groan slip out of his mouth, forgetting what he was about to say. In less than a couple of seconds his cock was hard and aching just because of your touch over the fabric. You were teasing him so much, touching him on his soft spot lightly, without bringing him much pleasure. He wanted to touch you so bad but even trying to untie the knot on his wrist he couldn't move. He was fed up, why did you want to play such a foolish game with him? All he wanted was to touch you and feel his skin against yours but this situation was straining his nerves, even though you were enjoying the sight of him tied to the chair, he wasn't comfortable. An idea sparkled in Law's mind: he couldn't move his hands but he could move his fingers. "Shambles," he said all of a sudden. A stuffed animal (which was on your bed before) appeared on the chair. You turned around immediately and saw Law on your bed removing the scarf you put on before from his eyes. "Come here" Law whispered. "That wasn't part of the deal" you replied a little bit annoyed crossing your arms. Law smiled, he seemed relaxed and just wanted to feel you near him. He stood up from the bed, coming towards you. "I want to feel you, to touch you," he said hungrily kissing your lips "I was starving" he continues biting your lower lip and licking it with his tongue. He grabbed your waist and put you on the bed facing him, he wasn't going to let you escape anywhere: his lips were devouring yours and you pulled him closer to feel his hot body all over yours. He started biting your neck letting you moan a little bit. "Now it's my turn to tie you up," he said smiling against your neck and continuing kissing you everywhere. You couldn't ask for better.

Sir Crocodile

This is ordinary for Crocodile, he loves watching you take the lead and put him in such situations, taking away from him any chance to move. You didn't like the smug look he had while you were tying him up to the chair, "Such a good girl, doing all the job for me," he said licking his lips and waiting for your next move. "You seem a little too comfortable with this" you answered standing in front of him and pinching his cheek. You started kissing him right where you just pinched him and followed the scar on his nose, then you went down to kiss him on the lips. He seemed hungry for your touch, biting your lower lips to show you how much he wanted it. But you didn't want to give him all right now, he had to wait, a thing he hated. Reluctantly you took a step back, leaving his mouth hanging open. You walked in circles around his chair like a shark, undressing slowly. His eyes were fixed on you and you could see the bulge in his pants growing quickly. You stood behind him, placing your hands on his eyes. "You have to wait" you whisper in his ear, giving him goosebumps. You placed your lips on his neck, starting to lick up to his ear. A deep moan came from his throat, showing how much you were teasing him. Your hands started to go down under his shirt massaging his muscles and feeling his hotness against the palm of your hand. You continued going down reaching his pants and touching his bulge making him gasp, "Is that what you want?" you asked, and he moaned in agreement. All of a sudden you moved away, letting Crocodile beg for your touch. You couldn't wait any longer too but didn't want to show it. You were in front of him on your knees, taking off his pants and everything that was covering his cock. It bounced out with fierceness, the tip covered in pre-cum. The only thing you wanted at that moment was to give him the best head he has ever had. You were done with your games, immediately taking his large cock in your mouth as deep as possible, making your eyes water. With one hand you were stroking him and licking his tip with your tongue inside your mouth, with the other you were rubbing your clitoris because you also wanted to feel good. Crocodile's head was tilted back lost in pleasure and deep groans were coming from his throat as if he was already near his peak. "F-fuck.." he whispered as he felt you climbing on top of him to let his cock slide inside your wet cunt, probably he didn't expect that because you could feel goosebumps all over his body. "Touch me" you moaned in his ear. Crocodile used his powers to turn his hands to sand and escape the knots, returning to flesh a second after. He grabbed your thighs guiding you, while you were already bouncing on his dripping cock. "You'll drive me crazy with your games" he murmurs against your lips smiling.

Smoker

His cheeks were blushing, you never thought you could see such a big and strong man in a situation like this: he was all naked, sitting on a chair you swear would break under his weight. His hands were tied together behind his back in a tight knot and a scarf was covering his eyes. Having so much power on Smoker was one of your biggest dreams since he was kind of a dominating partner in bed. This time you were the one in charge, knowing he'd have struggled to resist in such a situation. It wasn't hard to convince him since he was excited to try something new, but he didn't expect to be tied up completely naked in front of you. The only thing you wanted to do was to test his capacity to resist temptations. You started to undress yourself trying not to make a sound. "So how long are you going to let me wait Y/N", he had no patience, he wanted everything and he wanted it now. You went near him and lowered his scarf: it was no more covering his eyes, you put it on his mouth to not let him speak. "Is this what you want?" you whispered in his ear, his eyes gazing at you: you were completely naked in front of him. Instead of touching him you turned around and sit on your bed, you started touching yourself with your legs wide open looking directly at him. He hated and loved every second tied up on that chair. Needless to say, his cock started getting harder just by the view Smoker had on you. You were rubbing your clitoris and pumping two of your fingers inside of you so shamelessly, moaning out loud his name as if you were calling him to you. His cock started leaking pre-cum for the excitement you gave him, Smoker was going blind for desire and the only thing he wanted was to have you dripping under him. But so were you, you couldn't resist having him buried deep inside of you. You got up from bed, went in front of him and touched him on his collarbone, leaving kisses and marks going up on his neck. You untied the knot of the scarf to kiss him on the lips, he almost bit you because he craved your kisses since the very beginning of your game. You climbed on him, almost sitting over his dripping cock rubbing it with your wet cunt. "Please…" he said with a low voice, "What?" you couldn't believe your ears. "Please I can't wait any longer" he continued. "Are you begging me?" it was unbelievable for you to see him so addicted to you. "Yes, please I need you, I'm begging you". You slipped his large cock inside your cunt, letting him hit the very bottom of you with his tip in one move. Smoker let go a deep moan from his throat, you did the same as you started to go up and down on his length, knowing you too couldn't wait any longer to feel him inside. You knew you'll untie the knots very soon to let him take care of you in the way he liked the most.

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[dexlexia]

haze - smoker x reader

pairing: smoker x reader rating: 18+ summary: “now.” he said, “what are you doing up so early?”he had come from the upstairs bedroom to see you cooking away at breakfast. He could tell from your constant yawning that you weren't exactly fully awake. tags: pwp, smut, gentle sex, morning sex, smoker can be a soft sometimes, wife!reader, minor breeding kink

  “now.” he said, “what are you doing up so early?”he had come from the upstairs bedroom to see you cooking away at breakfast. He could tell from your constant yawning that you weren't exactly fully awake. 

He came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. Smoker had a sweet spot for you, after all you had been married for the last couple of years. Being a Marine meant late nights are early mornings, especially someone of his ranking. 

  “You should be asleep.” He said, “The doctor said you needed to recover.“ He kissed the top of your head before he went to the cupboard and grabbed some plates for you to serve the food on. 

You rubbed your side where the recovering injury was, it was layered in bandage dressings to make sure it stayed healing. You gave it a gentle pat before you folded the egg over into an omelet. ”I'll be fine. Plus, if I don't make you breakfast, who will?“

He sighed, ”I can make it myself or buy something on the way to the port.“ He tried to move you out of the way but despite your small stature you stood firm at your post in front of the stove. Soon he gave up and kissed the side of your head, ”Thank you, my dear.“ He reached over to hand you a plate where you put his omelet on. He kissed you once more before he went to the table. 

Smoker was a large man, he stood almost seven feet tall. But when it was the two of you alone in your home, he was very tender. He worried about you all the time, even when you were right beside him. He often struggled with not letting his worry take over him entirely and make him lose focus of his tasks as a marine. 

He saw how the bulky bandages moved under your shirt. His lips pressed into a hard line as he thought of what had happened to you. On the island you came home and pirates came as the Marines were off doing training. With no ships protecting the docks, a small band of pirates came to terrorize the town. 

You were brave however and stood your ground against a swordsman. Even if you weren't well trained in any particular weaponry, you got a hold of what you could and went to scare off the pirates. However it left you with a nasty wound from the tip of a sword that grazed you. 

  ”I'll survive.“ You told him with a smile when he came to the nearby hospital. You cupped his face and told him you loved him. Since then he had become your shadow, sometimes literally when the only way you knew if he was around was the smell of smoke. 

He started to eat while you made the second omelet. He kept his brown eyes on you while you cooked, admiring your back side as he took another bite of his food. He relaxed a little, your cooking was made from love and he could taste it in every bite he had. 

  ”I love you.” He said.

You looked over your shoulder at him, “I love you too, Smoke.” Then reached over to the counter and grabbed a bottle of hot sauce to add to your omelet. Because nothing started the same off right like some hot sauce. 

You plated the food, turned off the oven and left the pan on top to cool off. You sat yourself across from him at the table. Your foot brushed up against his ankle, he could feel the fuzzy slippers you always wore rub up against him. It was almost cute. 

  “You're working too hard." He remarked, ”I told you to leave everything and I will take care of it when I get home. I know you took down all the photos to dust.” He pointed his fork at you.

  “The dust was bothering my allergies.” You replied, “I really had no choice, right now the last thing I need to do it be sneezing.” You tried to appeal to his common sense but failed miserably.

  “Leave me a list, I will do everything you need me to do. There was no need to do that.” He said, "You need to heal, and pushing yourself further is only going to make it worse. If you were one of my men I'd have you tied to the bed.“ 

You smirked at him, “Oh, Smokey. I have been tied to the bed before, remember our honeymoon in the east? I remember you telling me it was the finest rope on the Grand Line.” Then happily took another bite. 

He blushed and choked on his food, he coughed into his elbow before he cleared his throat, “That's not what I meant.” Then went back to eating, “Don't distract me from my point. You need rest, I know you're going crazy but I can't have my wife getting hurt all over again. Not while I'm not able to protect you.”

You sighed, “Smoker, I can protect myself. I did it after all when those pirates attacked."

He gripped his fork, ”I'm not saying you're not capable. It's just if I came back to shore and found you dead, I would neve forgive myself. The person I'd become if I lost you.“ 

You looked down for a moment before you got up from your chair and rounded the table to him. You wrapped your arms around him as best as you could and kissed his head.  ”I know, I worry about you all the time as well. If something happened to you on the seas. I don't know where I'd be if I lost you.“ 

He looked at you and kissed you on the lips gently, ”I'd give my whole life to you. I love you.“ 

You smiled at him, ”I love you too, Smoker. Now why don't you finish up and get ready for the day.” You carefully got to sitting on his thigh and looked up at him, “Unless you have some time to spare.”

  “I'd hurt you.” He said as he picked up on the memo. The way you kept your eyes on him as you toyed with the bottom hem of your shirt. 

  “Not if I'm on top.” You remarked before you leaned in for a kiss and pressed one on his lips. It was sweet yet passionate as you got the t-shirt up over your bandaged wound. 

  "You'll make me late.“ He tried to argue. Deep down he wanted to, since you got hurt the two of you haven't been able to make love. He had been so worried about injuring you further that he barely kept his hands on you. 

You pressed another kiss, only to part it when you took your shirt off, ”You're in charge. They'll forgive you, there's no time to waste.“ You got off of him and made your way to the couch, Smoker's eyes were transfixed on your backside as you moved into the next room.

He followed you close behind, in the process he took off the undershirt he wore to bed and the pants he slept in. He sat on the couch, his cock was on full display and it was nothing short of impressive. You once compared it to a snake that lived on the island. He rolled his eyes and got embarrassed, he didn't want to hurt you when you two had sex. But after all this time you were accustomed to it. 

He helped you steady yourself as you straddled his waist. He tried not to touch your injury as you got into his lap then slowly sank down on his cock. You moaned and gripped onto the man's shoulders as you fully seated yourself onto his cock. 

  ”That's it.“ He said, ”That feels so good, my love.“ He placed his large hands on your waist and moved with your gentle movements. It was so tender and sweet, husband and wife making love before the husband went off to his job. 

He caught all the bad guys then returned home to his wife who made him a lovely dinner for him to eat his fill with. Even if the wife was working with a large wound and refused to rest. 

He kissed you again softly, he tasted like smoke and you moaned into his kiss. He was all encompassing, he really was like smoke. It warmed you all over to feel so close to him. 

He held onto you firmly, but not too tight that you'd hurt yourself. He pressed more kisses against your face and chest as he met your slow and easy pace. This was simple love making, not rough sex with a heightened climax. Just two people moving together to create pleasure. 

You kissed him once more as you felt an orgasm lap in your body like calm waves. Nothing a healing woman like yourself would find overwhelming. It was perfect and relaxed in every sense of the word. 

  "I love you.”

  “I love you too."

You combed your fingers through his hair delicately, feeling the white strands past your fingertips. You sigh contently. You softly pulled his head back and kissed him on the neck. No marks were allowed on the beloved Marine, who was damaging government property.

The rule was stupid, but you didn't want Smoker to get into any more trouble than he was going to be already. So you left soft kisses as you rolled your hips in time with his. You moaned softly into your kisses as you felt your core getting a work out. 

You felt pleasure approaching faster, like zips up your spine as you moved with each thrust. You leaned your head back and moaned as you held onto his shoulders and moved against him. 

  ”You feel amazing, my love.“ Smoker said as he continued to hold you against him. You felt perfect next to him even with the height difference. It was perfect. Like two halves of the same whole, perfect pieces of one another. Happy together. 

He kissed all over your face and you felt loved and adored. You held onto him and giggled as he kissed across sensitive spots. 

  ”You're not too bad yourself, Smokey. You feel so good too, I love you.“ 

  "I love you too, honey. For the rest of my life I'll love you. Never forget that.” He assured you as he continued to kiss up your neck. You continued to move your hips alongside him as the two of you made love on the couch. 

It wasn't long before the need to orgasm came closer. Your bodies felt warm together as the two of you moved, you felt this curl in his gut as you rode him. Your breasts softly bounced as you moved. You wanted to chase the orgasm, the undeniable pleasurable feeling that Smoker gave you when the two of you made love. 

  “You're perfect.”

You kissed his face softly, feeling every line in his skin, “Not as perfect as you, Smokey. I don't ever want anyone else. You're my husband for the rest of our lives, forever and always.” 

He smiled against your kisses on his face and held onto you as you continued to thrust up and down on his cock. You smiled at him before you continued to kiss his face. The sex felt amazing, it wasn't long before you felt the need become stronger.

So you worked your body against his until you finally finished around his cock. He groaned and tightened his grip on you slightly, as he thrusted up into you to reach his own climax.

As you came you pressed your mouth against his in a heavy, hot make out. When you started to come down from your high and the kisses became softer as you relaxed against him. You felt euphoric in that moment, especially when he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to his toned chest. 

  He was still careful about your injury though, he didn't want to press on it as he held you. He kissed the top of your head, ”That felt good.“ He soon picked you up and started to carry you back to the bedroom.

This was a good way to get you to finally rest to allow your injury to heal. He smiled down at you and you smiled up at him. He leaned in to kiss you one last time before he put you back into bed. 

  ”Rest.“

  ”Maybe.“

He sighed, ”Please, for me. I will be back tonight, and we can make something together. For now, rest. I love you.“ 

You yawned, coming down from your high and feeling at peace, ”Alright, alright, Smokey. You better come home to me, or else I'm coming to get you.“ 

  ”Of course, my love. Always.“ 

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[nyuusayuri]

Captain Koby x Reader

Unbreakable Bonds [Part 1/3]

Warnings: Upcoming smut in Part 2, slight swearing, mention of smoking

I apologize for upcoming spelling mistakes, but English is not my native language - hope you still enjoy it!

Everything was dark as my consciousness slowly seemed to return. My back hurts, as if I had fallen 5m and landed on a cold board. Probably because it was like that. Except that at the last second my fall was gentler than expected. Grumbling, I held my head, which was buzzing like it did after 3 nights of partying with Shanks and his crew. Still slightly dazed, I opened my eyes a crack and realized that I was in a dark, cold room with no windows to let in some light. Only the bars opposite of me, behind which I could see light and a lonely desk with a chair.

I sat up heavily and held my back the next second when a sharp pain shot through me, causing me to grit my teeth tightly to keep from accidentally crying out. Parts of my memory from yesterday flashed back to me and showed me how, after a fierce battle against the Marine, at some point I only saw smoke and was almost crushed under the wreckage when I tried to escape. But only almost. I can only vaguely remember the hint of something...pink. "What rubbish. Why did the damn Marine have to show up at exactly this time." To my right, I heard the click of a lock and decided to continue pretending to be asleep in order to perhaps find out more about my whereabouts.

"I'm sorry, Vice Admiral. Seems like the prisoner still hasn't woken up. I'm not surprised by the blow you gave her." "It doesn't matter. Sooner or later she'll have to wake up and talk. Those damn pirates are really nothing but trouble. We'll take her to Captain Koby's ship at the next port anyway. I have something else to do other than dealing with these annoying pirates. I'm sure he'll get something out of her,"came an annoyed voice, sounding so deep and rough, as if someone was inhaling nothing but smoke. But in a strange way it still sounded quite pleasant. "Ai ai Vice Admiral Smoker. We will inform the other ship immediately." The next moment the footsteps moved away again, but I stayed there until the door closed.

So Vice Admiral Smoker. It's a miracle I escaped with my life if he was the one chasing me. For all the hours that passed I tried desperately to find a way out, but unfortunately the Marine had thought these cells through really well, so in the end I had no choice but to give up and sit in a dark corner. "Then I guess I'll have to think about something while they try to transport me to the other ship." Sighing, I let my head fall against the wall behind me and stared at the ceiling. I still have these hazy memories of something pink, but I can't even think of what that could have been. "Hmm... I would be interested to know who I owe my life to. Even I would have barely survived a fight against Smoker." And so time passed until the ship finally seemed to dock at the next harbor. The only thing I noticed was the jerky movement of the ship as it was tied up, along with the hasty footsteps of the crew milling about on the deck above me, trying to prepare everything for a safe transport.

The next moment several Marines ran down the stairs and burst through the door. Everyone lined up, some seemed nervous and almost shitting their pants, while others showed no emotions and this was probably an everyday occurrence for them. A short time later he appeared in all his glory. Vice Admiral Smoker. Or how I liked to call him: Mr. Smoking hot. He looked at me grimly and I just responded with a mischievous grin. “Well, look at that. If that's not my good old Smokey." I slowly walked towards the bars and clutched them with both hands as I leaned closer to him. "I heard you wanted to push me away. And I thought we were finally getting closer." “Don’t even try it Y/N. That hasn't worked for me before and it won't work now either. We're transporting you over to Captain Koby's ship. He'll have more time for your little games than I do." Annoyed, he pulled the corners of his mouth down, at least as far as he could with two cigars in his mouth, before he gave the order to get me out of the cell and put me in chains.

On the way outside, after what felt like an eternity, I got some fresh air again and enjoyed the warm rays of sunshine on my skin. My eyes didn't seem too excited about the sudden brightness, though, so I had to squint them in order to not get blinded. "Smoker-kun!" A very bright and joyful voice came from a distance and seemed to be slowly approaching. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light and I could finally see clearly where we were. Near another ship I saw 2 strange figures. One had long blonde hair and a... very strange chin. When I looked at the other one next to him my body froze and my eyes went wide. That pink hair. No! That can't be! It was him...who saved me? A Captain of the Marines? "Come on! Move, you miserable priate scum!" One of the soldiers behind me pushed me forward with a shove in the back, I gave him an angry glance and continued to walk.

We walked straight towards the other ship and I could see more and more clearly who was actually standing in front of me. Captain Koby smiled and greeted his superior and then turned to me. Even though he didn't give me a smile like he did the Vice Admiral, I still felt a certain tenderness on his part. "Don't worry, Smoker-kun. Leave it to me. I'll get her to tell us something about the scroll." I looked at him in shock. The scroll! So that's why they hired someone as high as Smoker to target me. I twisted my mouth in annoyance and lowered my gaze to the floor. This could get funny.

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[lale-txt]

🤍 (n.sfw) pushing your lover onto the bed, kissing down their stomach w/ Smoker & afab!reader

a/n: requested by @opopnomi & @sanjithesimp <3 thank you both for requesting Smoker and this fun prompt, i really enjoyed writing this! while i was at it, i also threw in the prompt "sliding your hand down your lover's chest" so yeah, he gets the best treatment here. also this is the last request for this event and means it's officially completed!

contains: n.sfw under the cut, afab!reader (no pronouns, words 'cunt' and 'pussy' used to describe gentials), dirty talk, oral (both receiving & giving), vaginal penetration, light anal play, rough sex, cockwarming, unprotected sex (no breeding kink or pregnancy implied)

word count: 2k

“You’ve been gone for so long.”

Straddling him as he sits on the edge of the bed, you sink deeper into his arms, burying your face in the crook of his neck. Oh, how you’ve missed him. You knew that was just part of the deal, but still… The bed always felt so empty without him, without him holding you against his chest, fingers running through your hair until you drifted into a deep slumber, knowing you had nothing to fear with him by your side.

Earlier today you were running home despite the bags of groceries dangling from both your arms, stumbling over your own two feet as you rushed through the narrow streets. You’ve heard from the people on the market that he and his crew were back in town, their fleet entering the port only a few minutes prior. You had no time to waste, who knew when he was gone again. Too soon, as always probably.

You fidgeted with the lock to your house door, dropping your keys three times because your hands were just too shaky. You cursed a few times, heart beating fast from the sprint back home and the excitement of seeing your lover again after all this time, when the door flew open, Smoker leaning in the doorframe, smirking down at you. He was still wearing his uniform, just the boots were lying kicked off in the hallway. While you were still trying to process that it was really him, back home, he took the groceries from your hands and placed a kiss on your forehead, ruffling your hair as he mumbles your name. 

“Welcome home, baby.” – “Shouldn’t I be the one to say this?”

Needless to say that you jumped into his arms once you left your state of freeze, letting him kick the door close behind you as he carried both you and your shopping bags into the kitchen, dropping the later carelessly to the ground so he can hug you with both arms – as if you weren’t clinging onto him for dear life with no intention of letting go anytime soon. He let you run your fingers through his white hair, your forehead pressed against his as you soak up all of him, slowly leaning in for a kiss. You hummed in pleasure when his lips met yours, gushed about his gentle roughness and how his hands dug deeper into your flesh, squeezing all of what was his and his only.

“Bedroom.”, you mumbled against his lips, earning a grunt from him but he still abides, not letting you down for a second. After being gone for such a long time, you were grateful for every second your skin touches his, feeling his warmth like the first rays of sunshine after the storm. If only he never had to leave you again…

Smoker sits down at the edge of the bed, his hands wandering over your body as you straddle him, kissing each other like the touch starved lovers you are. Whenever he came back home after being gone for a while his kisses always felt a bit like the very first time; the fluttering in your tummy area, rapid breaths and weak knees, your hand sliding down his broad chest teasingly, tracing every muscle with your fingertips until he bucked his hips against you, letting you feel how much you turned him on.

You let out a small moan when his hands wander underneath your shirt, dragging you closer by your hips into his lap before he pulls your shirt up and takes it off, his hungry eyes eating you up on the spot. The outlines of his hard cock are pressing against your inner thighs and you draw small circles with your pelvic against him, your panties already soaked. He groans out your name quietly when you slip off the marine jacket off his shoulders, carelessly tossing it to the side before you push him down backwards to the bed, pinning him down on his wrists.

It’s not like you were physically stronger than Smoker, not at all, but you enjoyed having the upper hand for a second; at least until Smoker decided it was enough and flipped you around to pound you into the mattress. You bite your bottom lip in excitement before you lean over him, his gaze meeting yours. His eyes almost looked golden in the late afternoon sun that dipped your bedroom into warm shades of red and orange. Your heart still jumped whenever he was near, even after all this time.

“I’ve missed you so much. My heart yearned out for you the whole time.”

You smile against his lips after hearing him say that out loud, knowing that he really meant them. Smoker wasn’t big with words, but when he spoke, he spoke the truth. Also, his body was clearly showing now how much he had missed you, as he bucks his hips against yours, groaning softly when you start grinding on his growing bulge.

“I’ve saved you a kiss for every day you’ve been gone.”, you breathe into his ear, kissing down from his cheekbones to his lips, the familiar scratching of his beard stubbles on your skin making you smile. You continue your kissing trail down his neck to his collar bones, still pinning down his arms above his head with one hand while your other runs down his chest, teasing his nipples with your fingertips. You can tell that he’s close to losing his patience, but you weren’t done playing yet. 

Your kisses started getting sloppy, more hungry, as you went on; kissing down his stomach as you finally let go of his arms, using your hand now to massage his hard cock over the fabric of his pants, begging you for sweet release. Smoker hisses out your name, placing a hand on your head while his other fidgets impatiently with his belt buckle, all while you’re grinding up and down on his thick thigh, enjoying the sight of his flushed cheeks and his massive chest covered in a thin sheet of sweat. 

You let out a small gasp when you help him unzip his pants and pull down the waistband of his briefs, his cock bouncing free in all its massive glory, tiny drops of precum leaking from the tip. Maybe you had almost forgotten just how big he was. But before you can lean down and start sucking the life out of him, Smoker grabs your hair and pulls you up to his face, kissing you hungry as you moan into his open mouth. 

“Sit on my face, darling. I need you all wet and messy or else it won’t fit.”

You blush a little but do as he says, letting him help you out of your soaked shorts and underwear which he tosses to the side, licking his lips as you swing your legs over him, facing his legs. You support yourself with your hands resting on his ribcage, sighing in relief when he runs two fingers up and down your wet folds before he gently starts rubbing your clit. No matter how much time has passed, your body will always remember his touch vividly, trembling in pleasure as you sink deeper, moaning softly when two fingers enter your core. He starts pumping a few times, your juices running down his palm before he pulls away, only to grab you by your hips and pull you closer to his face. 

Smoker’s tongue is everywhere; spreading apart your folds, circling the bundle of nerves, entering your hole. Your eyes roll in the back of your head when his thumb starts applying soft pressure on your asshole, the sensation almost too strong to handle. You whine out his name, rocking your hips back and forth as he continues eating you out like a starved man. Only when you lean forward, your whole body trembling as you swallow his hard cock, he pushes his thumb down deeper, enjoying the sight of you cumming on his face as you drool all over his length. Your whole body felt like fireworks, hot and cold – also greedy for more.

You wrap one hand around his cock, pumping up and down slowly, your thumb brushing over his tip before you lean down and open your mouth for him again. He is far too big to swallow him whole, but you still enjoy the feeling of his tip reaching the back of your throat with a loud gulping noise as he carefully moves his hips, needy for the warmth of all your holes. From the way he twitches in your mouth you can tell that he was close to cumming, begging for some sweet release.

You whine when he pulls you up by your hair again and flips you around, making you lay down on your back, your legs spread wide apart as he positions himself between them, one massive hand of his resting on your lower stomach, a thumb playing with your clit, making you twitch under his touch. 

“Think you can take me, love?”

You nod, chest heaving, as you spread your legs wider for him, presenting him your delicate pussy, dripping wet and ready for him. Smoker grunts and leans over to you, kissing you sloppy while rubbing his twitching cock against your cunt, teasing you just a little longer until he finally enters your core, slowly stretching you inch by inch. Your walls clench so delicately around him, making him moan out your name over and over again as he slowly starts moving inside of you, your fingernails digging deep into his broad back and leaving faint red marks.

“Harder, Smoker…”, you mewl in the voice that you know makes him go feral. “Won’t you split me in half? Please?”

If it weren’t for your loud moaning and cursing you could probably hear Smoker’s rationality snapping at this very moment. It was the last bit of pushover he needed to pound you into the mattress, your poor bed frame about to fall apart, just like you do under his thick cock. You wail out his name as he bites your neck, pinning you down on your wrists. His thrusts were getting sloppy, hitting your insides deep. You could feel that you were close to cumming a second time and so was he.

With your legs wrapped around him he fucks you through your orgasm first before he cums with a loud groan, kissing you hungry as he keeps pumping his load inside of you and admiring the view of your dripping hole as he pulls out. Smoker leans down and kisses from your pubic hair up to your stomach, leaving a trail of soft kisses as he mutters how much he adored you. He lets you pull him up to your face again as he slides inside you again, enjoying the warmth of your cunt, your walls still twitching around him. The kiss you share is deep and intimate, whispered love confessions into each other’s open mouths, nothing more romantic than some cockwarming on this fine afternoon.

“Should we go get a bath together?” – “Can we stay like this a little longer?”

Smoker kisses your eyelids, cupping your face with his big hands. You can feel him smiling against your skin, mumbling your name with so much adoration you almost felt dizzy from it, knowing there will be no love greater than this and that your heart will always yearn and wait for him, throughout all the seasons, if it meant that one day you could sink into his arms like that again and forget the world around you. He was your home, always and forever.

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[thewillofdeez]

Let Me Spoil You (Smoker x Reader PWP)

Reader is AFAB, story is straight up sexy time with some love sprinkled in. Minors DNI. This is the first fic I’ve ever published here on my tumblr and on AO3 (same username), and the first sex scene I’ve ever written! I hope you enjoy!

Y/N stood over the kitchen counter, rolling the last few chunks of dough over the grooved board, while the accompanying pasta sauce simmered on low in a pot over the stove. Her boyfriend would be coming by soon to spend a few days with her, and she wanted to surprise him with his favorite dinner, made from scratch just for him. He was a Marine Vice Admiral, and a hard working one at that. The two saw each other only rarely when he could sneak away from his work for a rendezvous with his secret pirate girlfriend, and so she tried to make the limited time they had together special. The two had arranged to meet up here on this secluded island along the Grand Line over a month ago, an arrangement communicated through coded letters, something the two had gotten very good at over their years together. The sun was beginning to sink over the horizon, but she knew he would come in time.

A knock on the door broke her from her thoughts. It was him. She quickly wiped her hands off on a dish towel, and made her way to the entrance. When she opened the door, Smoker greeted her with a sly grin, a duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

“Hey baby,” he said in his gravelly voice.

With a smile, Y/N launched herself into his arms, kissing him deeply. Smoker wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her feet off the ground for just a moment. Y/N giggled as he held her close and they broke the kiss.

“I missed you so much,” she said, running a hand along his firm jaw. He leaned into her touch, planting a gentle kiss along her palm.

“I missed you too.”

“Come on in, I’m making dinner.” Y/N returned to her station in front of the stove, lifting the lid of the pot to check on the sauce’s progress.

Smoker kicked off his boots and socks and dropped his bag in the entryway of the small but nice apartment Y/N had rented for them, then came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and noticing what was in front of her.

“Did you make me gnocchi?” he said, shocked. “By hand?”

Y/N smiled. “I did, I wanted you to have your favorite.”

Smoker put his hands on her hips and turned her to face him, leaning her against the counter. “Damn, baby, you spoil me.” He kissed her softly in gratitude.

“This isn’t even the start of what I have planned for you. You work hard, Smoker, and you deserve to be treated well.”

A soft look crossed over Smoker’s face. He wasn’t sure anyone had ever really said that to him before. This kind of thing was why he loved Y/N so much, and why he risked everything he had worked for as a Marine to make their relationship work. Despite how careful they were, he knew there was always a risk of them being found out, and he knew that in an instant his life as a Marine could be over. As hard as it was to maintain this double life, he never doubted for a moment that it was worth the risk.

Y/N ran her fingers down his ever-exposed chest, raking her fingernails gently over his skin. “I’m sure you’re tired from the trip here. I can have dinner ready in about fifteen minutes if you want. Or,” she stood on her toes to plant soft, wet kisses along his collarbone, “We could have dessert first.”

Y/N pulled away to meet his eyes, which were already clouded with lust. Smoker couldn’t help but match her mischievous smirk. “I think I’m craving dessert,” he said.

Y/N smiled and switched the heat off of the stove top. “That’s what I thought. Come here.” 

She grabbed his hand and guided him to a plush armchair by the fireplace. On a small table next to the chair sat a bottle of what appeared to be very expensive South Blue rum, an ashtray, and a tin of cigars - judging by the ruby red and gold wrapper, she had gotten him his favorites, a rare treat for him and something so much better than the mediocre ones the Marines provided. Y/N dragged Smoker in front of the chair and pushed down on his shoulders. She then poured him a glass of rum, and handed it to him, but only after taking a quick swig herself.

“Y/N, this is too much,” Smoker said, almost feeling guilty. He wasn’t used to being treated so well.

“It absolutely is not,” she replied. “I’m a successful pirate, remember? Money’s not an object. Let me spoil you.” Smoker smiled and took a sip of the rum. It was some of the best he’d ever had, though he wasn’t sure if it was because it was actually that good or because it was a thoughtful gift from the woman he loved. Either way, he couldn’t complain.

“You light up one of those cigars,” Y/N said, “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” She then disappeared into the adjoining room.

Who was Smoker to argue with a woman who knows what she wants? He picked one of the cigars and lit it, inhaling the smoke and licking his lips to taste the sweetness of the wrapper. He leaned his head back against the plush chair and closed his eyes, savoring the mix of flavors on his tongue and the warmth of the fireplace.

“Enjoying yourself?” Y/N’s voice pulled Smoker from his reverie. He opened his eyes to see her standing in the doorway, her hair falling down around her shoulders in waves and her body adorned with strappy, lace lingerie and thigh high stockings. God, I’m a lucky man, Smoker thought.

“Come here,” he said, motioning to her with a finger, the cigar hanging from his mouth. She sauntered over and took a seat on his lap. Smoker wrapped one arm around her waist and removed the cigar from his mouth with the other hand, pulling her face towards him for a searing kiss. The two moved rhythmically together, tasting each other's lips and leaving gentle, teasing nibbles. Smoker opened his mouth and let his tongue ask for entrance to hers, something she admitted without a thought. The two explored each other’s mouths, Y/N’s hand running through Smoker’s cropped white hair, and each of them occasionally letting out a gentle moan. They eventually broke apart, panting. 

Smoker glanced at the growing pile of ash at the end of the cigar and took another puff, turning his head to the side to blow the smoke away from Y/N. Y/N took the opportunity to latch onto Smoker’s exposed neck, biting down with just the right amount of force. Smoker let out a groan, and Y/N ran her tongue over the mark she had made, soothing it, before beginning to kiss and suck on the same spot. She moved up the thick column of his neck, stopping to nibble and tug on his earlobe, before making her way down again. And just when Smoker thought she would repeat the process, she continued her kisses even lower.

Y/N made her way down his neck, and onto his chest, kissing and sucking along his sternum and raking her fingernails over his pecs, causing his muscles to tense. Sliding off of Smoker’s lap, she lowered herself onto her knees in front of him, her mouth never leaving his skin for more than a few seconds. Smoker spread his legs apart to accommodate her. He took a long sip of the expensive rum to hide the knowing grin on his face. So, so lucky.

Y/N licked a line along the upper hem of his pants, from one hip to the other, bringing her tongue upward into the defined V of his hip. Smoker let out a shaky breath. Slowly, she began undoing his belt, finally looking up at him as she pulled the strap from the buckle to meet his lust-filled gaze. She undid the button and zipper on his pants, and Smoker lifted his hips to allow her to pull them down, leaving only his tight boxer briefs separating her mouth from the large bulge underneath.

As Y/N softly ran her hand over his clothed cock, Smoker couldn’t help but inhale sharply and let his head roll back. Y/N did love to tease him. But since tonight was about the man she loved, Y/N decided to show him some mercy and not cause him too much trouble - just a little trouble would do tonight. She lowered the band of his boxer briefs and pulled them down to his ankles with his pants. His large, thick cock bobbed as it was freed from its confines - it was about average length for a man Smoker’s size, but wider around than any man she had ever been with, and perfectly proportional to his body. Without laying a hand on him just yet, Y/N used just the tip of her tongue to lick slowly up Smoker’s cock, stopping to tease his frenulum, something she knew he loved. A hand resting gently on the side of her face let her know he was pleased.

Licking her lips, Y/N planted them softly over his tip in a gentle, wet kiss, her tongue licking away the liquid that was slowly leaking out. She then switched gears to apply gentle suction to his head. Smoker let out a soft purr - she loved it when he made noise to let her know he was enjoying himself - and moved his hand to the back of her head. He didn’t apply any pressure, just ran his fingers through her hair, pushing some loose strands behind her ears.

“You feel so good, baby. God, I missed this.” Y/N looked up at him and saw him looking down at her with love in his eyes. Never breaking eye contact, Y/N suddenly lowered her head as far as she could, taking in as much of him as possible. Smoker threw his head back and groaned at the sensation of her warm mouth covering his cock. His hand gripped her hair tighter, pulling gently, but he knew she didn’t mind. Y/N wrapped a hand around the half of Smoker’s cock she couldn’t fit in her mouth and began stroking him, her mouth moving in time with her hand.

Y/N continued her motions up and down, feeling a tenseness in her jaw that she was happy to ignore when it brought her man this much pleasure. Smoker’s gentle grunts and whispered praise spurred her on.

“You take me so good, Y/N. Ugh, so fucking good. Such a good girl.” His eyes rolled back in his head as Y/N’s tongue moved in circles around the tip of his cock, her head and hands never stopping.

Y/N moved her other hand to Smoker’s balls and caressed them softly, ending in a gentle squeeze, a drastic contrast to the roughness with which her mouth and other hand worked his cock. While not a man who was big on ball play, Smoker did enjoy being gently touched there when the time was right, and Y/N could sense through experience that now was that time. She palmed them gently, switching up the speed and suction of her mouth to something more slow and sensual as she prepared to bring him over the edge.

“Fuck, Y/N, I’m getting close,” Smoker said breathily. Y/N moaned and continued her movements on his cock and his balls, allowing the vibrations from her mouth to guide him to where he wanted to be. It wasn’t long before Smoker let out a loud moan and a string of curses as he came down Y/N’s throat, the hand that had been tightly gripping her hair loosening and patting her gently in apology for any pain he might have caused.

Y/N swallowed every last drop and licked his tip one last time before pulling away, wiping a small amount of his cum from the edge of her mouth with her thumb. She looked up to see Smoker flushed, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and looking at her with love and hunger. Y/N smiled and reached for the half full glass of rum, bringing it to her lips.

“Don’t,” Smoker ordered. She stopped, meeting his eyes. Smoker helped her back onto his lap, and brought her to him for a deep and passionate kiss, his tongue entering her mouth and tasting his own cum, something Y/N found indescribably sexy.

Smoker ended the kiss and grinned at her. “Now you can have a drink.” Y/N giggled and took a sip of the rum, then offered it to Smoker who finished the rest.

“So, dinner?” Y/N said teasingly.

Smoker let out a low rumble of a laugh and put out the last of his cigar in the ashtray. “Yeah, I’m definitely hungry.” Smoker stood up quickly causing Y/N to yelp. He held her bridal style in his arms and, kicking off his pants and boxer briefs, made his way into the bedroom. He then laid her gently on the bed, kissing her deeply. “Just not for pasta, not yet.”

He kneeled on the bed above her and removed his open shirt, tossing it aside and leaving him naked in front of her. Y/N couldn’t help but admire the man before her, sculpted like the statue of a god, strength radiating from every inch of him. Scars marred his skin in spots, some faded and some more recent, a lasting symbol of the many battles he’d seen as a Marine, usually in pursuit of pirates just like her. Though they had naturally been enemies for a time, she had eventually won him over. Smoker liked to teasingly say she was one of the few decent pirates - not good, just decent. Y/N liked to say that he was still a bastard, but not as much of a bastard as the rest.

Y/N reached up to wrap a hand around Smoker’s neck as he lowered his body onto hers, giving her a passionate kiss as he rested some of his weight on her. She could feel his warm skin against hers, separated only by the thin lingerie she still wore. He pulled back and ran a finger under the edge of the material that covered her breasts.

“Much as I love this on you,” he said with a smirk, “I think it’s time we got rid of it. It’s only fair, ya know.”

Y/N lifted herself up with her arms and allowed Smoker’s hands to reach behind her to unclasp the bra. He kissed her neck softly as he slowly peeled away the material and tossed it aside with his shirt. A low rumble came from Smoker’s chest as he took in her form, her breasts laying heavily on her body, waiting for his touch. Y/N blushed a little as he hungrily took in the curves of her body, running a calloused finger over one of her breasts and ending with a gentle squeeze when he saw her nipple harden under his touch.

Smoker couldn’t hold back anymore - the time for being gentle had ended. He launched himself at Y/N, capturing her lips with his and sending his tongue into her mouth, where hers met his in a wet, sensual dance. Smoker began working his way down her neck, teasing her in much the way she had done to him earlier, alternating between biting, licking, and sucking on her skin, his large hands kneading at her breasts.

Smoker lowered himself to one breast, licking tentatively over her nipple, to which Y/N arched her back and breathed heavily in response. With his other hand on her opposite breast, Smoker gave the nipple before him a soft bite, then sucked it into his mouth, rolling it around with his tongue. He did so until he could tell it was getting overstimulated, at which point he switched to the other breast. His now free hand snaked down her body, feeling the curve of her waist, the jut of her hip, and eventually the plushness of her ass, which he squeezed affectionately.

As he continued to work Y/N’s breast, eliciting soft moans from her, Smoker began running a finger along the hem of her lace panties. Without a thought, Y/N spread her legs to allow him access. He teased along the top edge first, then switched to moving it along the curve of her ass and towards her waiting core. Wetness met his finger - she was already soaking for him. Smoker couldn’t help but grin proudly, loving the way her body responded to his touch.

Removing himself from her breast, Smoker spoke. “You’re so wet already, baby. I’ve barely even done anything to you yet.”

Y/N let out a soft laugh. “It’s been a long time, you can’t blame me for being excited.”

Sitting back on his knees, Smoker lifted one of her long, stocking-covered legs to his shoulder. He turned his head to plant a soft kiss at the edge of her foot, then her ankle. He kissed and nibbled her leg all the way up to her inner thighs, where he left a rougher bite than usual, causing Y/N to let out a yelp in response. He chuckled, then left a kiss over the reddening spot.

Smoker rose from his spot and stood at the foot of the bed. “What are you doing?” Y/N asked, confused.

Without a word, Smoker grabbed her by the ankles and roughly pulled her down the length of the bed, settling her hips at the very edge. He then peeled each stocking slowly from her legs and knelt in front of her, placing her legs on his shoulders. Y/N reached behind her to grab a pillow and placed it below her head. She was ready.

With his hands teasing at the hem of her panties, but not yet taking the time to remove them, Smoker planted a kiss on her covered clitoris. Y/N moaned lowly in response. His tongue ran along her covered core, the feeling on his tongue both wet and coarse from the lace. Smoker couldn’t allow himself to tease anymore. He was a hungry man, after all, and his favorite meal was only an inch away from his face

Smoker drew the thin fabric down over her thighs and off of her body, and with no warning dove into her pussy, allowing himself to be consumed by her taste and smell. Y/N could only let out a moan, words being completely unnecessary. Her hand reached down to run gently over the head of white hair that worked her body so well.

Smoker’s tongue was all over her core, running along her labia and tracing an arch around her clitoris, avoiding giving it his full attention just yet but applying the right pressure that made Y/N sigh. He licked along her slit, tasting her, before attacking her waiting entrance, lapping at the wetness that came out like an animal dying of thirst. He could stay down here, face buried in her pussy while he listened to her moan, for hours - and he would if she let him. There was almost nothing that made Smoker happier than eating her out.

He pulled his face away just enough to bring a thick finger to her entrance, prodding but never entering her. Smoker took the opportunity to look up at the woman spread out before him. Her head was thrown back against the pillow, but feeling him pull away she looked down and smiled. He smiled back, then allowed his thick digit to enter her core. Y/N moaned at the sensation.

Smoker slipped another finger into her shortly after, curving them to stimulate the spot deep inside of her, his pace going from gentle to rougher and faster in time. 

“Smoker,” she said breathlessly. “Please come up here and fuck me, I need you so badly.”

“Patience, love,” he responded, still moving his fingers in and out, scissoring them near her entrance to stimulate the nerves there, and his thumb just ghosting over her swollen clitoris. “You know I gotta make you cum at least once, otherwise this tight little pussy won’t be able to take me.”

Y/N groaned. She knew he was right, but her whole body ached to feel his cock inside of her. In apology, Smoker slipped a third finger inside of her, feeling her walls clamp down around him. He then finally deigned to give her clitoris the attention it so badly wanted, using the flat of his tongue to give it a long lick before clamping his mouth over it, sucking gently and swirling the bundle of nerves around with his tongue. Y/N’s hips bucked up into his face, and he allowed her to ride him that way as he attempted to bring her the most pleasure she’d ever felt in her life.

Smoker’s tongue worked her clitoris so well as his fingers continued to move inside of her. He swirled it around, applying pressure in just the right spots to stimulate the sensitive areas hidden under her skin. He then switched to licking her clit with short, quick flicks using just the tip of his tongue, something he knew would bring her to the edge in time. He increased the force with which his fingers fucked into her, allowing her moans to guide him to the right spot and the right pace.

Y/N gripped his hair tighter now, rolling her hips in time with his motions. She was so close, her breaths growing shallower and the slightest tinges of electricity forming in her core.

“Smoker, make me cum, baby, please, I -”

Her words cut off and were replaced by a loud, shocked moan. Just as her orgasm washed over her body, sending tingles all over her, Smoker removed his fingers and immediately attacked her entrance with his tongue, moving his hand to take over working her clitoris through her orgasm. He moved his tongue roughly against her, stimulating the sensitive nerves and licking up every last bit of wetness that came out. As she came down from her high, Smoker continued to work her clit with his hand, rubbing gentle circles around it. He took it back into his mouth and then resumed the flicking motion from before, determined to bring her over the edge again before he allowed her to feel his cock in her. In her sensitive state, it only took a few minutes before Y/N came again.

As she laid back, staring at the ceiling with starry eyes, Smoker used his tongue to clean her up, catching the bits of wetness that seeped along her pussy and down the curve of her ass from her two orgasms. When he could no longer tell what wetness was her cum and what was his saliva, he considered his job done and sat back on his legs, hands resting on his thick thighs. Y/N looked down at him and smiled blissfully as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. She sat up and grabbed his head, meeting him in a searing kiss, tasting and smelling herself on his face and in his mouth.

Y/N moved herself back up towards the top of the bed, and Smoker followed. They weren’t done just yet, but they both needed a minute to recover. Smoker and Y/N laid down facing each other, arms pulling each other close but never close enough, as they kissed passionately, naked bodies entwined. Y/N could feel Smoker’s hard cock twitching slowly against her lower belly.

Smoker pulled away and lovingly ran a hand along her face. They laid that way for some time, kissing and feeling each other’s skin in contact. Smoker was about to rise for the next round when something on the bedroom wall caught his eye. It was a floor-length mirror, and it gave him an idea.

“You ready to go again?” he asked Y/N with a raised eyebrow.

A smile split her face. “You better believe it.”

Smoker rose from the bed, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her up with him. “What are you doing?” she asked. He guided her across the bedroom and placed her about two feet in front of the mirror, standing behind her.

“On your knees,” he ordered, his breath ghosting over her ear. She obeyed immediately, and he knelt down behind her, pulling her body back against his. They both watched in the mirror as Smoker’s large hands caressed her skin. He planted kisses along her neck and shoulders, then rested his chin there.

“I’ve never told you this before, Y/N,” he began, “but when I’m on top of you, when I’m fucking you real good, and I look down and see the expressions on your face and the way your body moves…it’s the hottest…” he planted a kiss on her shoulder.

“...Sexiest,” another kiss on her neck.

“...Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Y/N turned her head to meet his eyes, which looked at her with so much love and lust. “I want you to see what I see, Y/N. I want you to see the way your face looks as I fill you up with my cock. So I’m gonna fuck you in front of this mirror, and I don’t want you to close your eyes or look away, not even for a second, all right? Not until you come for me.”

Y/N’s face turned pink. This was new, and she was eager to try. She smiled and kissed Smoker, pulling his head close with a hand. “Let’s do this.”

Y/N lowered herself onto all fours. Smoker ran his fingers over her back and down her ass. He then aligned himself with her entrance. He looked up into the mirror to make sure she was watching herself. When her eyes were locked onto those of her mirror image, he began to push into her. As his cock stretched her walls, Y/N’s eyes closed involuntarily and she let out a moan. Smoker suddenly stopped his movements behind her.

“Uh-uh, what did I say?” he admonished teasingly. “Don’t look away, and don’t close your eyes.” Y/N let out a soft whimper. This was going to be much harder than she thought. Smoker surprised her with a firm smack on her ass, then another one for good measure. “You ready to behave?” he asked, “Now that you know what the punishment is for disobeying me?”

Meeting her own eyes in the mirror, Y/N nodded. “Yes, please…keep going.”

Smoker began slowly pushing into her again, bottoming out with a grunt. Y/N’s eyes began to water at the feeling of his long, thick cock inside of her, but also with the strain of trying so hard not to look away from herself. Smoker loved to set little challenges for her in bed, and he loved it even more when she failed. The man certainly had a dominant side that she loved to see - how could she expect anything less from a Marine Vice Admiral?

Moving slowly, Smoker pulled back out almost completely, then thrust back in roughly. He smirked as he watched her expression contort in pleasure, while she also tried so hard not to look away. He then began a slow and sensual pace, not wanting to be too unfair to her.

True to her word, Y/N didn’t look away from the mirror. When Smoker was satisfied with this, he began picking up the pace, thrusting into her slightly faster and deeper than before, his hands on her hips keeping her steady. As she watched herself in the mirror on all fours, the strong Marine she loved pounding into her from behind, she had to admit she liked what she saw. She could see what Smoker found so enthralling about the way she looked stuffed with his cock. Her hair stuck to her forehead in loose, wet strands. Her eyes were blown with lust and her full lips hung slightly open, letting out a shallow breath every time his hips met her ass. Her breasts bounced softly against her body.

Smoker must have known what she was thinking because he reached a hand down to her chest and pulled her back up against him so her back was flush with his chest. She never once looked away, especially not now that she could see her whole, naked body laid out before her, her breasts and thighs jiggling with each rough thrust Smoker made.

“God, you’re so beautiful, Y/N” Smoker said huskily in her ear, never stopping the pounding of his hips. “You take me so well, baby. You’re so tight and you look so good filled with my cock. So fucking beautiful…” He kissed her along her shoulders and neck, whispering quiet praise along her skin. “You ready to come? Ready to see what you look like when you fall apart around me?”

Y/N nodded. “I’m ready.” Smoker wrapped an arm tightly around her waist and thrusted as hard as he could, his pace increasing. With his free hand, he reached down between her legs and began to rub circles around her clit. Y/N wrapped an arm around Smoker’s neck, holding him close to her as he attacked her neck with his lips. The sounds of moans and smacking skin filled the room, the air thick with sweat and sex. Y/N kept her eyes on her body, watching the way Smoker worked her so well.

It wasn’t long before she felt the pressure rising in her core, her breaths becoming shallower and her moans louder.

“Smoker, I’m gonna come soon, please don’t stop.”

“Come for me, baby, and don’t you dare look away.”

Locking eyes with her mirror image, Y/N saw the orgasm wrack her body. Her mouth opened to let out a long cry, and her muscles tensed as the pleasure coursed through her. Only when the final shockwave went through her body did she allow herself to scrunch up her face in pleasure and throw her head back against Smoker’s shoulder. She felt him chuckle softly against her neck. “That’s my good girl.”

Smoker’s thrusts became faster and less measured, and he came only a few seconds after Y/N’s walls stopped pulsing around his cock. He threw his head back and let out a groan, gripping her hips tight enough to leave a mark as his cum filled her up. Breathing heavily, he allowed his thighs to give out and brought the weight of his body off of his knees, pulling Y/N down with him and holding her close. Together, they examined themselves in the mirror, both sweaty, with red and purple marks peppering their necks and chests, and Smoker’s cock still filling her as cum leaked out and dripped onto the floor.

“You ready, babe?” Smoker said gently, his hands softly caressing Y/N’s skin.

“Mhmm,” she replied. She brought herself up to her knees briefly so Smoker could slip out of her, then collapsed again onto the floor with a sigh. Smoker rose and made his way to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth to clean themselves off with. He started with her, running it softly along her thighs and sensitive pussy, then cleaned himself off, finishing up with getting the bits of wetness that had made their way onto the floor. The two then rose and collapsed onto the bed together in a soft embrace.

“So,” Y/N asked again with a smirk, “Dinner?”

Smoker smiled. “You spoil me, baby. Let’s go eat.”

#captain smoker #one piece smoker #op smoker x reader #one piece smut #one piece fanfiction #vice admiral smoker

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Giving in

Pairing:  Smoker x Lieutenant!Fem Reader 

First time writing for Smoker, so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Returning to the Marines after an injury and reuniting with her vice admiral, Smoker, the reader convinces him to have a fun night where they both give in to some hidden thoughts...

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) Swearing, drinking/drunk sex, unprotected sex, use of devil fruit powers (in a good way *wink*), oral M receiving

Word Count: 1.5k 

“Where do you think you’re going, huh?!”

Awe, poor Smokey didn’t catch these pirates in one swoop? He must’ve lost his touch a little while I was gone.

His footsteps seized in the dark alley, taking guard and thinking he was facing another threat as I fell from a balcony, giving a quick pound to those bandits, my voice making him ease up:

“There’s no point in running. So, quit your squirming!”

“Y/N?” Guess Smokey needed to see me to believe it, getting just that as I showed my face in the sunlight, smiling at him:

“Hey, Smokey! Did ya miss me? Hehe!”

“When did you get out of the infirmary?” A couple of weeks back, I got tangled in a mess with some big-time pirates; I got shot in the process, so I was out of commission, but I was back and happy to see Smokey, keeping my explanation short:

“Yesterday!”

“Are you fully recovered?” Of course, he had more questions, playing off with a swat of my hand:

“I’m like new. Don’t worry about me. Let’s worry about these punks, huh? Looks like you lost your touch while I was gone.”

“Yeah, right,” He rolled his eyes at me, blowing smoke from his cigars, coming and helping me take in the bandits I caught.

It took some persuasion, but we had nothing important on our agenda when we were done, so I talked him into going and getting some drinks.

Believe it or not, Smokey knew how to have some fun. We lost track of time in the bar, having more rounds than I probably should have, but I was all smiles.

“Oh man, Smokey!” I laughed while he told me some things that happened while I was gone, holding his knee from wheezing but smiling at him, “I missed you! I’m so happy I’m out of that damn infirmary. It was starting to drive me mad.”

“Missed you too, you silly drunk,” He teased, standing up and wrapping one of my arms around him.

“Awe, we’re ending the party already?!” I pouted but followed, pouting more at his words:

“You’ll live. We got work to do tomorrow, and the last thing I need is a hung-over lieutenant.”

“Okay, okay,” I sighed, heading back to our temporary headquarters, resting against his chest, picking my head up to smile, “I had fun tonight, and I promise you, I’m better than ever. You won’t have to worry about me, alright?”

I knew that the news of me getting fatally wounded worried him when he first learned about it, but that was in the past. Wanting it to stay there and look forward to the future, kissing his cheek as I cooed softly:

“Goodnight, Vice-admiral.”

Just when I thought it was time to call it a night, things took a wild turn that I didn’t see coming, his lips finding mine before I could turn away.

Despite the bitter taste of lingering liquor and cigars, just that tiny kiss made my blood run hot, and I was surprised by the softness of his lips.

Pulling back and standing up straight, I kept blinking, trying to process that he just kissed me. He was doing the same. It was clear that he subconsciously gave in to some thoughts.

“Y/N, I-“

“Wrong or right,” I whispered, needing a breath, hands gripping his jacket, the desire for more settling into my eyes and voice, “You should do that again. What harm would it do?”

“Ugh,” He sighed, debating before giving into his thoughts, mumbling while returning to my lips, “Screw it.”

He was always so uptight and liked to stay professional, but the way he kissed me and gripped my hips showed that he couldn’t fight it, backing me into my room, koala hugging him with my tongue roaming his mouth, the groan he let out with a tight squeeze of my thighs making me giggle:

“Relax a little, Smokey. You did kiss me first, by the way.”

“You know something?” Clinging to the back of his neck while he threw off his jacket, I only cocked my eyebrow at him, suddenly sunk into the mattress from his weight, a little hard to breathe as he kissed, “You talk too much.”

His kiss was so hot, our hips started to grind against one another. It only took moments for me to lose any damns that I gave.

“Oh, it’s like that?” I panted, finding room between kisses to start throwing off my clothes, hands roaming over his muscles and down to his belt buckle, just for my wrists to be taken by smoke and pinned above my head.

All he did was chuckle at me, his devil fruit powers keeping me still, only able to watch the little show presented to me as his pants and briefs disappeared, the sight of him fully nude making me pant again:

“You’re lucky that you’re so hot.”

“That right?” He chuckled, fixing himself between my legs, gasping at his cock, stretching me, bodies radiating massive heat.

“So hot!” I whined, responding to his actions rather than his words, shaking just from being fed his tip, hips working to give me more.

“Lost that sass of yours pretty quick,” Taunting me put a giant smirk on his face, never seeing me so submissive to anything, hand squeezing and fondling my breasts as they bounced from his thrusts, my back arching from the nudges against my sweet spot, lips glistening as I babbled out:

“A-Alright! I get it! Jus-; Ugh, keep makin’ me feel g-good!”

At that moment, our little teasing game ended, his smoke disappearing and freeing my hands, coming closer and letting me get the contact I needed, having my knees almost touch my shoulders, thrusting his cock deeper, and quickly learning why I gave up the attitude.

“You’re so fucking good, Smokey-y, uh! Ahh!”

Not having my needs fulfilled in such a long time just to be rammed by these sudden bursts of pleasure had my ears ringing, all those drinks from earlier catching up to me and making me feel as if I were on a different planet or something.

Hearing a gush before feeling such a wet mess down my thighs and ass, Smokey showed some care as he slowed his pace, leaving some kisses on my neck as he asked:

“Still feeling good?”

“Mhm,” I huffed before looking to meet his gaze with my puppy dog eyes, “One more time?”

“Sure you can handle it?”

“Want me to prove myself or something?” There was no denying that he had me down pretty good at that moment, but if I had to hop into the driver seat, I’d be more than happy to, taken off guard by his tender whisper:

“That’s okay, sweetheart. You’re gonna get one more round.”

“O-Oh! Oh shi-“ Wrapping around and clinging to him again, I didn’t realize how hard I was squeezing his cock till he lifted me in a hug, throwing his hips upward, and the friction along with the blow I felt in the pit of my stomach nearly took me out.

“Literally fucking you senseless, huh?” Seeing that I was practically drooling on his shoulder, only up and still to his strength, his words gave me some energy, another rush that would lead me to another great mountain of bliss.

Getting a hold of myself to the best of my abilities, I held his face, kissing while slipping off my tongue:

“Don’t count me out just yet.”

Kissing was barely holding back my moans while throwing myself down onto his cock and meeting his thrusts, feeling a pinch as both made him go deeper, but not daring to stop as I felt pressure building up heavily.

Even he couldn’t hold back the groans and rumbles in his chest, feeling his biceps tense up, fingertips nearly digging into the meat of my ass, cock slightly throbbing.

“Just a little more,” I moaned like an Angel in his ear, hugging his head and pushing my aching hips through this one last crusade, “I’m cuming again!”

The moan coming out of me was cut to silence the second my orgasm released with a tight clench around his cock, even messier than the first time; not sure if I was even breathing while becoming limp against him.

“Damn it, Y/N,” I heard him whisper with a rumble, placing me off his cock carefully, his hand quickly holding himself just for me to take it, putting it on my head.

On my stomach, I still had it in me to wrap my lips around the tip of his cock, pumping his shaft with a faint wrist, but still had enough to make his cock throb hard, mouth flooded with his seed, looking up to show I swallowed without a drop missed, kissing his tip and licking up what little oozed from his slit.

“F-Fuck,” His heavy breaths fell onto me with his hand forming a fist in my hair; I batted my eyelashes at him, being a little sassy again:

“It’s the least I can do.” 

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[aureli-us]

i think i'm making smoker smut so smoker fans reblog if you wanna be tagged if it's ever finished (it is oc content tho)

#one piece #i want to see some smoker love #smoker one piece #vice admiral smoker #smoker x oc #one piece smut

[honeyshiddendesire]

Pet Name Headcanon List

Smoker x female reader- baby doll

Warnings: hand job, hand kink, praise kink, dirty talk, soft Smoker

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Sometimes Smoker just wanted to relax and what better way than in the pretty manicured hands of his lover. Currently he was panting as he carefully leaned back against you, being mindful not to press his entire weight against you. “Shit baby doll just like that. Ugh ~” 

You kissed along his neck, nipping and sucking the strong muscles of his shoulders as your pretty hand was wrapped around his heavy cock. “Always working so hard to keep everyone safe huh, to keep me safe. You're such a good marine, such a good man.” He shivered hearing your words, goosebumps erupting on his pale skin as he leaned his head back on your chest. 

“Ah~ugh son of a bitch ~ so good baby doll.” Smoker groaned, his tense jaw relaxing as you turned his head with your free hand. Kissing his jaw towards his lips to lick at the bottom one, “Love your thick cock baby, so heavy and so perfect. Always filling my pussy so full till I'm shaking.” 

“Nngh fuck baby doll you're gonna make me cum.” Smoker grunted against your glossy lips and you leaned closer, locking your lips with his. Your grip on his cock tightening, thumb rubbing at his leaky tip before slowly dragging down. Your tongue swirls around his before sucking gently, making him moan. His arms shook from keeping himself up and you only held him closer to you, pulling away with a string of saliva connecting together lewdly. 

“Yeah? Does my big strong marine wanna cum?” You question as you lick your lips staring at his half lidded eyes. Smoker nodding his head quickly loving whenever he can let his guard down like this with you. “Shit yeah baby doll. Fuck- please don't stop darlin.” His tone was shaky as you caress his cheek to kiss along his face. 

“Wouldn't dream of it handsome. Come on Smoker baby lemme see it. I wanna see your big cock cum all over my pretty hands, I know you love so much.” You tell him and look down where you're holding his angry red cock. You smile as he nuzzles his face into your neck only working his cock faster as your thumb rubs his cheek. 

“Shitshitshit! Oh fuck!” You watch in fascination as his gorgeous abs tense and cock twitch in your palm. “C-cumming! Fuck baby doll gonna …ahh! Nngh! F-fuck~” Smoker's body tenses and hips stutter upwards into your palm, fists digging into the couch as thick creamy cum shoots from his heavy cock. “Fuckin hell baby doll!” His voice a long groan as you keep stroking, milking his cock for all it's worth until he was shaking against you. 

“Ahhh! Fuuuck~! B-baby doll please!” He pleads but you only kiss his forehead. “Shh baby I know you got another pent up in there for me.” 

With his eyes rolling back and body shaking wildly he knew you were gonna have him in your arms for a long~ night.

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[tinfairies]

(these are the ones I'm most familiar with if you have anyone you wanna add feel free to tell me about them)

#One piece #One piece smut #vice admiral garp #monkey d garp #Koby #Helmeppo #axe hand morgan #captain smoker #tin talks

[diejager]

Thinking about COD men putting their cigarettes out on my delicate skin 😵‍💫

Burn Cw: burn scars, DARKFIC, DUB-CON/NON-CON, implied smut, burning, smoking, scarring, mean cod men, tell me if I missed any.

John likes his cigars, the thick-rimmed and earthy-scented cancer stick that smells more elegant and refine than the usual nicotine stick that Ghost smoked. He likes indulging in his office, cutting off the bottom and lighting it, a small flame licking his expensive brand, the wrapper turning to an ashen colour before he even smokes it. Lighting up a cigar is a whole art, to treat his precious sticks with the carefulness and respect it deserves. It helps him relax at night, to let the bliss overtake his mind, and the best thing about smoking was that he has the prettiest ashtray.

Kneeling between his legs, whining and whimpering while he worked on paperwork, signing off his signature on papers and reading through debriefs until the life of his cigar ended. When it does, he grips your jaw, forcing you closer to his chest and neck bared to put out his cigar, the end pushed against the scarred skin of your shoulder. He rarely burned the same place, around and overlapping at some ends, but never exactly over it. He kept to a side, a place promised to him alone. Sometimes he burns your thighs, the soft inner fat and stomach, giving him something to stare at when he ploughs you over his desk.

Ghost, much like Price, smokes often to relieve himself of the stress and tension, usually on the roof at night where he wouldn’t be bothered, but he occasionally enjoys a few smokes in his room by the window. He’s cheaper and less fussy than Price about what he smokes, content with cheap cigars he bought from the corner shop, a plastic box with white sticks that he can burn whenever he had the urge to smoke. Ghost isn’t picky, he’d take any brand he can get his hands on as long as it gives him the same nicotine bliss.

And when he smokes in his room, he likes having you cockwarm him, his tip pressed against your cervix, mewling and panting from the sheer size and girth of him. He doesn’t let you move and inch, ordering you to relax until he softens of he finished his cig, occasionally bucking his hips or growling out when you clench around him in a tight vice. He stubs his cigar on your thighs, his preferred area, where he could grip your hips and admire his mark on you, the red and pale scars that littered your hips and legs as a reminder of his possession on you. He might even admire the burn scars Price left on your shoulder and inner thighs.

Gaz doesn’t really smoke, he had one here and there, but unlike him, Soap does occasionally smoke, he steals a cig from Ghost’s pack. It’s a rare pleasure he indulges when Soap has time, one he got after he sneaked a smoke in the school bathroom because he wanted to look as cool as his cousin. It stuck after a while, but he doesn’t smoke as often as habitual smokers, one or two a month if he’s really stressed, but he usually deals with that through drinking or taking it out on the gym and shooting range.

He and Gaz sit together when Soap smoked, squeezing you between them and made to relax while they talk and watch the TV. He doesn’t always finish his stick, breathing out the smoke in your face or sharing it through a kiss, his tongue pushed down your throat before he passes you to Gaz for his turn. He’s happier, more jovial and reckless after a smoke, the nicotine easing the tension off his shoulder and that leaves him more handsy and eager. He puts out his cig - whether it was half way or fully done - near your collar, scars painting your flesh that trails up your shoulder and down your breast. His side had less burn scars than Price and Ghost’s, older and paler than the fresh ones.

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[smokersbaby]

Kink of the day: breeding kink Character: Smoker Reader: female reader Tw: honeymoon night, penetrative sex, breeding kink Author notes: thanks to @kirara-loves-big-boys for requesting this, I always love writing for Smoker hehe You can find the "Kinktober Masterlist 2023" here!

You had no idea how much Smoker had been holding back before marrying you, how much he struggled to stop himself from folding you in a mating press and pinning you down to the mattress.

Nothing was stopping him now, as he was filling your needy pussy mercilessly with his thick cock, your ankles on his shoulders as Smoker pressed himself on your body while being on top. 

You could tell something was different: maybe it was the way his hands gripped your ass, or his low groans as he pounded deep inside you, as if with every thrust he was trying to get deeper.

With your hands trying to hold onto his back, Smoker couldn't care less if your nails were a bit digging into his skin. He didn't even notice that as he sank into you buckling his hips against yours.

"Ah... I-I'm going to -fuck- f-fucking breed you" he growled in your ear, giving you goosebumps. Your pussy clamped involuntarily on his cock making his whole body quiver as he felt the grip tightening around him.

"-gonna cum" he whined in your ear as the bed creaked under you two, the sound filling the cozy cabin you decided to spend your honeymoon in.

His lips devoured yours as Smoker's heavy load filled you up to the brim, his cum leaking from the side while he was still inside you because there was so much of it. He rested his forehead against yours, his sweet eyes smiling at you as he tried to catch his breath. "I'm not going to let you leave this bed soon, you know that, right?"

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[leakyweep]

Leaky's 500 Follower Event!

Hello! I hope you're well today. Thanks for playing Leaky's Bingo! The game is simple, and she hopes you enjoy this wonderful treat in honor of five hundred followers. She is so happy to have you all here!

Rules ->

Pick a space, any space! Send me an ask with one letter and one number (ex. A1, B4, etc). The columns (vertical) each correlate to a character picked by you lovely followers, and each row (horizontal) is a scene with said character! The scenarios will be a mix of fluff and smut!

This is an 18+ game. You must be off anon for this game. If you'd like me to keep you anonymous in the post, just let me know in the ask.

My ask box will be open from the time I post this (Friday, December 22nd) to January 12th. Each request will be roughly 500-1500 words. Please see the letters + numbers and their corresponding characters + scenes below.

A - Donquixote Rosinante

B - Rob Lucci

C - Dracule Mihawk

D - Vice Admiral Smoker

E - Red-Haired Shanks

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1 - College AU

2 - Modern AU

3 - Soft moments

4 - Goofy fun

I hope you all enjoy!

#all visuals were made by me :) #milestones :) #ask game #send asks #one piece fanfiction #boost for me if youd like! #one piece smut

[lale-txt]

OMGGGG hey lale, how are you doing?? i'm so happy to see that you are taking requests :)) so could i please have K and L for Rayleigh from the fluff alphabet, and/or also A and O for Smoker from the smut alphabet. idk if i can request from different alphabets but if i can't you can choose any of them. thank you so much <3

stay hydrated and take care of yourself <33

a/n: hiii Sof, thank you for sending a request in, you're always so sweet to me! you know i love both characters so this was such a pleasure to write. and don't worry, you can absolutely mix from different alphabets, i think i didn't make that very clear, sorry about that! (シ. .)シ n.sfw with Smoker is under the Read More! reader is gn for both.

Rayleigh

K - Kiss: Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Perfect kisser. Very playful, very soft, sometimes a bit greedy when he gets carried away. He’ll hold your face while kissing you or have one hand buried in your hair, giving it a slight pull as a tease, grinning when a broken moan falls out of your mouth.  Your first kiss with him – you thought your heart would jump out of your chest when he corners you after exchanging longing, loving glances across the room and your hands slightly brushing as you sit next to each other. He’ll brush over your lips with his thumb first, admiring your flustered expression before he leans in, showing you how magical a first kiss can be, leaving you hungry for more.

 L - Love Confession: How would they confess to their s/o?

Lots of flirty banter beforehand, testing out the waters if his feelings are one-sided or mutual. Rayleigh is a big flirt,  but doesn’t fall in love easily. He is protective of his heart, but once he gives it away, it will belong to you forever, in this life and the ones that will follow. He is very calm when he confesses, almost apologetic for loving you, offering you his heart on a silver plate. He does it with devotion, knowing the bond between you two is stronger than the tides.

Smoker

A - Aftercare: What they’re like after sex

Smoker likes it rough, he enjoys seeing you struggling and falling apart under his cock, but he will always make sure to pamper you after sex. He will help you wipe yourself clean, kissing the bruises and marks he left gently, asking you what you need and bringing you some water and a snack maybe before he invites you to snuggle up against him, brushing your hair with his fingers and mumbling over and over again how he loved you. He will also run you a bath if you want to, offering to wash your hair for you and wrap you up in big towels afterwards, lots and lots of kisses in between.

O - Oral: Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc

Smoker loves to see you on your knees, your lips wrapped around his cock as you try to take him all in, filthy sounds bouncing off the walls as you gag on him and try to catch your breath in between. He always makes sure to return the favor though, making you sit on his face and holding you down on your hips so you won’t escape his tongue, only letting you go when you cum with your whole body trembling on him – which doesn’t take you long under his skilled tongue.

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