Roommate!Sanji who finds it weird that his shirts keep disappearing during the week and reappear the moment he does the laundry.
Roommate!Sanji who didn't really care until something caught his eye.
Roommate!Sanji who one night walked by your door and, through the crack, saw that you were riding your pillow while wearing one of his shirts.
He swore he could die right there and then. Because now he regrets every time he has washed his shirts without giving it a second thought. The lower part of the shirt would fall directly below your core. And even if this happened, you wouldn't stop.
Your pillow and HIS shirt were starting to get soaked in your juices. Sanji could feel himself grow harder. And without thinking too much, he took his cock out of his sweatpants. He used the precum as lube and started to stroke himself. He used the palm of his hand to muffle the moans that were threatening to come out of him.
The view was perfect. You, with your eyes closed, one hand grabbing the front part of the pillow, while the other one was grabbing the back, as if you were stretching the pillow so you could ride it better.
And that's when Sanji started to wonder what it would feel like if you were riding his cock. He would let you ride him whenever you wanted, wherever you wanted. Involuntarily, he squeezed his hand around his shaft, making himself whimper. He swore it was loud enough for you to stop… But you didn't.
And he swore you actually started to move faster. Maybe you were too deep in pleasure that you didn't even hear him. As you started to pick up the pace, Sanji did the same, matching the pace that your hips made as they swayed. Moving his hand up and down.
Your breathing started to become heavier. You were soooo close… Your hips started to move erratically, signaling that in any moment you were going to cum. Sanji just imagined the way you would look down at him and look him directly in the eyes as you were cumming.
That's all he needed to finally snap. Thick ropes of hot cum came out from the tip of his cock. He swore that was one of the strongest orgasms he had ever had.
summary: “I think your wife should have a second husband.”
includes: anger and jealousy! has been proofread, mistakes may be present! mentions of blood, dead bodies. f!reader. doflamingo, shanks, shamrock, zoro, ace.
DOFLAMINGO.
You were used to the sight of your husband coming home with blood stained hands, but this took the cake. It wasn’t just his hands: it was his coat, his chest, his face - and the look he was currently giving you was enough to make you shudder.
“Really?” You were not amused in the slightest. “You do realise that I’m the one who has to clean you up?”
He did not chuckle.
“Hello?”
He took one step forward. Then another, and when his palms cup your cheek and Doflamingo pulls you in, you let him, and when he pulls away, he didn’t make the usual annoying comment or tease you, he walked off.
“Going somewhere?”
He sounded tense.
You were dressed to the nines.
“I always dress like this.”
He hummed once. He knew that. Still, he had to ask to quiet the thoughts spiralling in his mind.
You grab the bowl filled with water and a towel. Diamanté had it prepared for you.
When he sits on the couch, you remove the blood from his body.
“Explain yourself.”
“Watch how you talk to me.”
“Keep up with that attitude, I’ll have someone else clean you up.”
When you remove his glasses, the look in his eyes surprised you.
“What happened, Doflamingo?”
He was furious.
“Details aren’t necessary.”
“You wish to avoid the topic. I won’t let you.”
“Drop it.”
“No.”
He dragged out a sigh. “You’re a pain.”
“Congratulations on figuring that one out.”
He rolled his neck to remove the tension that was weighing him down.
“An unnecessary comment about our marriage was made, and I dealt with it accordingly.”
“Oh?” You squeeze out the excess blood from the towel, and wipe your hands with the spare one. “What was the comment?”
“I think your wife should have a second husband.”
You let the comment settle. Then, to his annoyance, you let out a laugh.
“Well isn’t that the truth.”
“Woman.” Doflamingo hissed. You laugh harder. He leans forward.
You push him back.
“You’re such an idiot. A comment like that affected you? Why?”
“Our marriage wasn’t a love marriage.”
“I learned to love you.”
“Tsk. That’s the problem. You should’ve loved me at the start.”
“You’re wrong. If I loved you at the start, it would’ve been forced, and we both would’ve been unhappy. Learning how to love you made me fall for you harder. You’re not exactly easy now are you? Plus I have my hands full with you, why would I need another?”
“You agreed.”
“As a joke. Now stop pouting!”
Another tsk escaped him. He put his glasses on. When you place your hands to his chest, and leaned in, he let you. You press your forehead to his and run your fingers through his blonde hair.
“I won’t let anyone take you from me.”
He was still angry.
“You only need me.”
“I know.”
SHANKS.
After the words were uttered, there was no going back for the drunken idiot at the tavern.
“Excuse me?” Shanks said, caught off guard, and was no longer smiling.
You side eye him. Try to reach for his hand. He did not accept it.
“I said, your wife should have a second husband.” He slurred, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he slumped over the table. “Should be me, I’d love to kiss her like that. Besides, you don’t look like you’re doing enough for her with that one arm—”
Shanks didn’t need to lift a finger for the order to be given, and when the shot rang out, no one in the tavern screamed. It was quiet. Then, “DRINKS ON US!” And the place erupted into cheers.
You watch the smoke from Beckman’s barrel, then the dead body on the table, and then look at your husband.
“He’s right.” You say, taking a sip of your drink, and when Shanks sharply turned in his seat, you don’t meet his gaze.
“Is he now?”
“If I had a second husband, he wouldn’t reject my hand.”
And he took his hand in yours. You lean into his side.
“Never thought a comment like that would affect you.” You giggle into his neck, and Shanks hummed.
He was still tense.
“First time for everything.” He downed his drink in one go. “You don’t need a second husband.”
“Of course I don’t.”
He relaxed.
“The first one is too much to handle.”
Shanks laughed and the sound warmed your heart.
“First and final.”
You kiss his missing limb. Then his good hand.
“Yes.” You caress his scar. “First and final.”
SHAMROCK.
You’d think that Shamrock would be invincible to unnecessary comments given his status, but that image of him unravelled when a lady you were talking to made a comment about your marriage.
“Pardon?” You ask, still keeping the smile on your face, well aware of the dangers that would come if her words were repeated.
“You should have a second husband.” She sips her tea. “Surely there’s no enjoyment in it for you, being married to a man like him.”
You open your mouth to speak, but her head was cut off in front of you.
You don’t scream, you don’t shout. You look up in time to see Shamrock sheath Cerberus, and rest his hand on the hilt of his sword.
“Was that necessary?”
His eyes were hooded. His jaw ticked.
“Let’s go.”
You stand up and dust your dress. Soon, screams of horror filled the air, and when the husband arrived, he saw who killed his wife, and had no choice but to accept it.
You loop your arm through Shamrock’s, and avoid the curious eyes.
“I should tease you and say her words hold some truth. But I won’t.”
If looks could kill, you’d be six feet under.
You were smug.
“What? You don’t pay much attention to me these days, I’m sure someone would appreciate me.”
He stared at you for a long while. Then, he turned, and you thought that would be the end of it.
“I’ll think about it.”
“Hmm?”
“Appreciating you.”
If that came from someone else, you’d be offended, but hearing those words come from Shamrock was his version of I do appreciate you.
“Very well,” You lean your head on his shoulder. “Better be quick about it, I have my second husband in mind.”
“Who?”
He held back his control when saying the word. He hated every second of this conversation.
You happily grin.
“You’re teasing me.” Shamrock narrowed his eyes at you. “Stop it.”
“Say please.”
“Do I need to remind you of your place?”
You huff. Look away. He thought that was the end of it.
Until…
“My second husband wouldn’t talk to me like that.”
Shamrock bit back a sigh.
Of course.
ZORO.
Zoro knew that Sanji was saying it to rile him up, but Zoro did not think twice about drawing his sword and taking aim at the curly brow’s stomach to stab him, until you stepped in and got him to back off. You didn’t understand why he would take things that far, even Sanji was surprised.
“You don’t mention my wife.” Zoro spat. “Understood?”
Sanji blinked. “I was joking.”
“I don’t care.” The sword was back in its sheath. “Come at me for something else, not her.”
Then, he stormed off, and you follow after him after apologising to Sanji on his behalf.
“Oi, stinky!”
His tone softened at your voice. “What?”
Still, he was furious.
“What happened?” You wrap your arms around his waist and he sighed.
“That idiot. Talking about you needing a second husband and all.”
You chuckle. “That got you riled up?”
His cheeks tint red.
“Shut up!”
“You know I love you.”
“I know that.”
“I don’t need a second husband.”
“I know that.”
“Then don’t be so offended, my love.” You pull him down to your height and he rests his chin on your chest, and takes you down to the floor.
Zoro wrapped his arms under your thighs, holding you in place.
You brush his hair with your fingers.
Then, to tease him, you smirk.
“But if I did have to choose a second hus—”
He shut you up with a kiss. Gentle but firm.
“Shut up,” Zoro says against your mouth. His hands freely explore your body. “I won’t take it as a joke either. No one takes what’s mine.”
When you say his name, he grins against your mouth.
“Relax.” Zoro kissed you between your eyes, down to your cheek, then to your neck. “Let your first and only husband take care of you.”
ACE.
You were sleeping in Ace’s lap as Yamato and Ace speak about God knows what, until the conversation shifted to a topic that Ace did not appreciate.
“She’s fine.” Ace says, voice tense, when Yamato made a joke about being your second husband.
“You sure?” Yamato teased, wiggling his eyebrows. When he leaned towards Ace, and placed his hand to your forehead, Ace lightly smacked it away. “I can handle her the same way that you can.”
“No. And that’s final.”
Yamato burst into laughter. That woke you up. You bury your face against Ace’s stomach.
“What is it?” You grumble, annoyed at being woken up.
“Name, would you like a second husband?”
Oh how I love teasing him! Yamato thought to himself, and grinned harder at the look on Ace’s face.
“No.” You sleepily whisper. “I only need my Ace.”
Yamato forced back an aww. “What if it was me?”
Sleepily, you mumble. “In another life.”
Ace didn’t like that.
“Fuck another life.” He spat. “You’re mine in every lifetime.”
You sleepily smile and lean into him for his warmth. Ace’s eyes soften.
Yamato laughed. “So, I get her in one lifetime.”
When Ace glared at him, Yamato put his hands up in mock defence, and when Ace’s glare softened, his anger melting away, Ace laughed with him.
My man so hot I literally cannot settle on a profile picture of him it’s deadly. Like I keep seeing good ones and I want to have them all but I can’t be bothered to rotation them out every single day I’m not that online for that shi.
Luffy is just far too sexy for me 😔 or for anyone. But boy that ain’t stopping me 😋
Like??? What’s all this beauty for huh? Pretty boy 🙄 get in my bed. 🫵 👉🛏️
Summary: A quiet dinner at one of the Grand Line’s most celebrated sushi restaurants takes an unexpected turn when an old tradition sparks a ridiculous suggestion. Zoro refuses everyone without hesitation… until you ask.
Contains: soft Zoro, established relationship, crew shenanigas, reader and Zoro being Chopper's parents, Zoro showning affection in his own way, food traditions, flustered Zoro
Word count: about 3.4k
A\N: Based on this fun request about eating sushi off Zoro's bicep. Thank you for the idea! I adapted it a bit, so it fits my style better, I hope you like it.
A huge thank you to @hannahbarberra162 for beta-reading this fic! Thank you so much for all your suggestions, they really elevated this story, and I appreciate it more than I can say 💕💚💕
The Sunny rocked gently upon the calm sea, its lion figurehead bathed in hues that shifted from warm gold to deep burnt orange. She waited patiently for the return of the Straw Hats, who had docked that morning at an island renowned throughout the Grand Line for its seafood.
Led by Sanji, whose enthusiasm had emptied nearly every stall in the local fish market, they returned carrying enough rare catches to fill the ship with delicacies none of you had ever had the chance to taste.
“Who cares? Fish is fish,” your boyfriend had grumbled.
You immediately slipped your arm through his, silencing him before the cook’s growing outrage could erupt into another tirade about the marimo’s hopelessly uncultured palate.
“That’s not what he meant, Sanji-kun,” you smiled, watching the cook’s expression soften at once. “He was trying to say that everything you make tastes wonderful.”
The blond all but melted under the praise, while beside you Zoro simply tightened his hold around your waist, drawing you a little closer without a word, his expression as stiff as ever.
Still, despite preaching that food should never go to waste, Sanji had purchased enough seafood not only to feed the crew for a month, but to host several feasts with visiting pirate crews.
Then, barely giving anyone a chance to object, he had practically dragged you all toward the sushi restaurant he’d dreamed of visiting ever since his days aboard the Baratie, positively buzzing with excitement at the chance to learn something new.
“Old geezer used to say if you ever crossed the Grand Line and found yourself on this island, you’d be a fool to leave without eating here.”
By the time you finally arrived, your cook let out a sigh of pure admiration, forcing you to discreetly pinch Zoro more than once to keep him from making one of his usual remarks.
The restaurant wasn’t extravagant so much as quietly timeless. It stood at the very edge of the harbor, where the sea nearly kissed its foundations whenever the tide rose high. From the outside it was surprisingly modest, a weathered cedar building whose dark wooden walls had been polished smooth by decades of salt-laden winds. A faded indigo noren hung across the entrance, its color softened by countless summers, bearing nothing more than the simple white crest of three intertwined waves.
“OI, SANJI! THIS SHACK’S THE PLACE WITH THE AMAZING FOOD?!”
Luffy’s voice rang out with all the subtlety of a cannon blast.
He was immediately met by three raised fists: Sanji, whose cigarette nearly snapped between his teeth as one leg lifted threateningly into the air; Nami, glaring daggers at their captain’s complete lack of manners; and poor Usopp, desperately trying to salvage what little dignity remained.
Hidden behind your shoulder, your boyfriend allowed himself the faintest, thoroughly self-satisfied smirk before nudging both you and Chopper, who had already claimed your other hand.
“C’mon.”
After taking off your shoes, with Chopper naturally finishing long before everyone else and bouncing impatiently where he stood, a waiter led you toward one of the tatami rooms through a series of polished wooden corridors. Paper lanterns cast warm pools of amber light across the hallway, while the old floorboards creaked softly beneath your footsteps.
You slowed for just a moment, unable to resist admiring the tiny courtyard garden tucked between the rooms. A smooth stone basin caught the steady trickle of falling water, soft moss blanketed the ground beneath a wind-shaped pine, and several koi drifted lazily through a shallow pond.
“Tch. You coming, woman?”
Zoro’s voice pulled you back. He stood beside the open shōji door, patiently holding it for you.
You smiled, quickening your pace.
“Thanks.”
Taking advantage of the brief absence of witnesses, you rose onto your toes, pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, then slipped past him into the room.
Zoro answered with nothing more than the smallest shrug, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward as warmth spread across the cheek you’d kissed.
Chopper had already rushed inside.
“I WANT THE WINDOW!”
In the blink of an eye he’d claimed the spot overlooking the water.
You laughed, straightening the little hat that had slipped crookedly onto his head.
“You beat me to it.”
“I can still see everything from here!” Chopper beamed.
Kneeling beside him, you adjusted the cushion he’d knocked askew, still smiling to yourself.
When you finally looked up again, Zoro was still standing where you’d left him, quietly waiting until you’d settled in before lowering himself onto the cushion beside you.
The peaceful atmosphere lasted all of thirty seconds before the shōji door slid open and in burst the Straw Hat captain wearing a grin as loud as his voice.
“FOOD!”
Before anyone could stop him, he was already kneeling at the table with his nose mere inches from the immaculate place settings.
Sanji immediately seized him by the back of his vest, a vein throbbing visibly across his forehead.
“Don’t touch anything, you idiot! They haven’t even brought the food yet!”
“But I wanna see!”
“You’ll see it when they serve it!”
Having personally insisted on ordering directly from the head chef, selecting the restaurant’s rarest specialties, Moonfin tuna, Rainbow snapper, Sapphire squid, and countless fish found nowhere else but these waters, Sanji had, in truth, been determined from the start to spend the evening beside the master chef himself, soaking up every lesson he could.
With a sparkle in his eyes brighter than the one that usually appeared at the sight of a beautiful woman, he practically floated after the elderly chef, an old acquaintance of Zeff’s. The discovery had caught him completely off guard, but his surprise quickly gave way to unmistakable pride. The legendary sushi master not only knew the stubborn old geezer from the Baratie, but seemed genuinely delighted to meet his apprentice, readily demonstrating his techniques and sharing the knowledge he had spent a lifetime perfecting.
Thankfully, that spared the rest of you another hour of listening to him repeat,
“This chef trained for sixty years.”
“The vinegar is aged.”
“The rice only grows on the northern cliffs.”
“The knife’s been passed down through eight generations.”
With drinks finally served, conversation flowed easily, as much as it could with Luffy repeatedly announcing that the food ought to hurry up already.
You, Nami, and Robin soon found yourselves making plans to visit the island’s famous onsen together, all three of you craving a little time away from your beloved idiots. Nami had already reserved a spot for the following day and fully intended to spend a generous portion of the crew’s budget shopping beforehand, while Robin quietly informed you about a local bookstore that supposedly carried the very book you’d been searching for in every port these past few months.
Beside you, your green-haired swordsman sat in comfortable silence, occasionally brushing his little finger ever so lightly against your hand as he sipped his sake. With one ear he listened to one of Usopp’s wildly exaggerated stories, a tall tale bearing little resemblance to reality, while unsuccessfully hiding a smile at the captain’s and Chopper’s wholehearted amazement.
At one point, Chopper’s attention was stolen by a tiny crab making its way along the veranda outside.
Without thinking, you reached to stop him from leaning too far.
At that exact same moment, Zoro’s hand settled firmly against the small of your back out of pure instinct.
Across the table, Robin smiled quietly into her teacup.
At last, Sanji returned alongside the head chef, greeted by Luffy’s ecstatic cheers, as beautifully carved serving boards shaped like waves, dragons, and even swords were carefully placed before each of you.
Delicately arranged atop them, each piece of sushi looked almost too beautiful to eat. Brilliant colors gleamed beneath the lantern light, from the vivid turquoise sheen of the Moonfin tuna to the deep crimson cuts and the iridescent marbling of the Rainbow snapper. The craftsmanship was nothing short of mesmerizing.
You discreetly nudged your boyfriend’s ankle the moment he opened his mouth to remark that sushi looked the same no matter where you ate it. Meanwhile, you, Nami, Robin and Chopper found yourselves quietly pointing out your favorite pieces, admiring the vibrant colors spread before you like tiny works of art.
“The strongest warriors used to volunteer their arms,” the elderly chef remarked, with the sort of perfectly straight face that made it impossible to tell whether he was recounting history or inventing it on the spot.
“Long ago,” he continued, “the strongest warriors of this island would offer their arms during festivals to the person they held dearest. They believed food tasted sweetest when it was shared with the one they wished to protect. It was never meant as entertainment, but as a quiet promise. To nourish someone with your own hands was one thing… to trust them enough to place your own body beneath their meal was another.”
A faint smile softened the old chef’s weathered features.
Unfortunately for Zoro, Luffy volunteered him before he even had the chance to object.
The chef studied the green-haired swordsman thoughtfully.
“With muscles like that… it would actually work.”
Zoro refused immediately.
“COME ON, ZORO!” Luffy pleaded, slapping him enthusiastically between the shoulders. “PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEEEASE!”
“No.”
Your boyfriend sounded so final that it was obvious he’d sooner wrestle a Sea King than endure Luffy’s stretchy hands and tongue anywhere near his skin, especially knowing the rest of the idiots would immediately join in.
“I WOULDN’T MIND!” Luffy declared instead, balancing pieces of sushi along his own arm, much to Sanji’s horror as several nearly slid onto the floor. “I’M STRONG TOO!”
Saving the endangered sushi with remarkable speed, Sanji marched toward the girls, hearts practically floating around him.
“I would never offer these magnificent hands to those heathens,” he declared dramatically, “but if my lovely ladies wished it, the greatest honor of my life would be to have their beautiful lips graze my arm…”
“ME TOO!”
“NO!”
Sanji snapped around so fast his entire expression transformed the instant Luffy tried to volunteer himself.
Meanwhile, everyone else had turned to stare at Zoro.
“The hell’re you all lookin’ at?”
He was completely against it…
…until you quietly asked,
“Would you mind?”
Silence settled over the room.
Usopp leaned forward with unmistakable interest, Chopper stared with stars sparkling in his eyes, and Franky simply raised an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
“…Tch.”
“If he won’t, Y/N-swan, I’d be more than happy to offer my…”
“She’ll eat off mine, you damn perverted cook.”
Your green-haired swordsman had already rolled up his sleeve, deliberately turning his head away as though none of this concerned him. Usopp would’ve sworn the tips of his ears were as red as the coral reefs of the Grand Line, but wisely kept that observation to himself.
Still visibly irritated, though making a genuine effort to compose himself for your sake, Sanji reached for a few pieces of sushi, intending to arrange them across the firm curve of Zoro’s bicep. One sharp look from the swordsman stopped him cold.
“Only her.”
Unable to hide your smile beneath the curious stares of your crewmates and Sanji’s poorly concealed sulking, you knelt beside Zoro, biting back a laugh as you carefully arranged each piece of sushi along his forearm.
Your fingertips drifted gently across the surprisingly soft warmth of his skin, stretched over the solid muscle beneath. As your index finger idly traced the prominent vein running along his forearm, he nearly choked on his own breath. The swordsman's eyes widened for the briefest instant, a warm flush blooming across his cheeks before he hurriedly schooled his expression. A quiet, strangled sound escaped him, something that, in the peculiar language of Roronoa Zoro, translated to I’m barely holding myself together, and I’d much rather you didn’t do that in front of everyone… even as he made no move to stop you.
“Cold?”
“No.”
He was so still he barely seemed to blink.
“Isn’t it a little difficult to keep your balance?”
“No.”
“You can move if you’re uncomfortable.”
“…You haven’t finished,” he muttered, meeting your eyes for only a heartbeat before looking away again.
Smiling softly, you leaned in once more, steadying yourself with one hand against his shoulder.
His bicep had long been one of your favorite places to find comfort. It had steadied you through countless ordinary moments, carried the weight of your exhaustion without complaint, and welcomed you whenever the world felt just a little too loud.
You had kissed your way along that very arm more times than you could count.
Sometimes, when you were feeling especially playful, you’d nip at it just to hear his gruff complaint. You’d cleaned the cuts left behind after battles, pressing gentle kisses to fresh scars as you wrapped them in clean linen. On quiet afternoons beneath the Sunny’s mast, you’d used it as a pillow while dozing safely tucked against his chest, and on sleepy mornings, you’d leave a trail of featherlight pecks along his bicep before trying to slip from his embrace, only for him to wordlessly pull you back against him.
Whenever you rushed into his arms, it was there that your face inevitably came to rest. You hid behind that broad upper arm whenever you grew shy or tried to conceal a smile. In crowded festival streets, you instinctively clung to it so you wouldn’t lose him in the sea of people. Sometimes you’d lazily trace little pictures or write words against his skin with your fingertip, laughing as he tried to guess what you’d drawn. And on nights when the two of you lost yourselves in one another, you’d leave lipstick marks along the muscle, and he’d regard them with quiet satisfaction, reluctant, and entirely uninterested, to wipe away those little traces of your affection unless you insisted.
Yet never, not once, had you eaten from it.
After hearing the story behind the tradition, and knowing he had offered that quiet honor to you, and to you alone, the entire moment took on an intimacy you hadn’t expected.
Perhaps you should have felt embarrassed with the whole crew watching, but the thought barely crossed your mind.
Moments like these, when Zoro chose to wear his affection where others could see it, were impossibly rare. His love had never been loud or adorned with grand declarations. It revealed itself through quiet choices, stubborn gestures, and silent promises that somehow always reached your heart all the same.
Your hair brushed lightly against his neck, sending the faintest tickle across the skin of the stoic swordsman, who suddenly became far more aware of your closeness than he had been a moment before.
I fought Mihawk with a steadier pulse than this.
The ridiculous idea itself didn’t bother him in the slightest, nor did the certainty that the crew would tease him mercilessly for weeks to come. What unsettled him was the way you kept drifting into his space without the faintest idea of the storm you were stirring inside him.
You had expected him to grumble, to click his tongue in annoyance, perhaps even shift restlessly enough to send your carefully placed sushi tumbling onto the wooden floor.
Instead, as you leaned impossibly close to that absurdly broad bicep, you became acutely aware of the warmth radiating from his skin, lingering only millimeters from your lips. Beneath the delicate aroma of fresh fish and seasoned rice lingered the faint scent of sea salt, mellow sake, and the subtle cedar and hinoki oil you’d given him months ago on another island, a fragrance that had long since become unmistakably, comfortingly his. The muscles beneath your fingertips tightened almost involuntarily each time your warm breath ghosted across his skin.
Before you realized it, warmth had crept into your cheeks despite knowing every inch of that arm by heart.
He noticed immediately.
A smug little smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
“Thought this was your idea.”
“Shut up.”
Trying very hard to pretend his ridiculous smirk wasn’t affecting you in the slightest, you reached for a piece of Moonfin tuna. As you leaned in to take it, your lips brushed against the warm skin stretched over the firm muscle of his arm.
The warmth lingering beneath the rice nearly distracted you from the immaculate sushi itself. It truly was exquisite. The fish dissolved across your tongue with an almost delicate sweetness, balanced by perfectly seasoned rice that Sanji would undoubtedly spend the next month trying to recreate. Under any other circumstances, you would’ve happily spent the next ten minutes praising every nuance of its flavor to your hopelessly enthusiastic cook.
Unfortunately for him, your attention had wandered somewhere far less culinary.
When you lifted your gaze again, your eyes met Zoro’s.
For one suspended heartbeat, neither of you looked away.
Then the flustered swordsman did.
The tips of his ears had turned an unmistakable shade of pink.
A smile tugged at your own lips. You chose not to comment on the way he’d instinctively straightened the moment your lips had lingered just long enough to catch the last few grains of rice clinging stubbornly to his bicep.
“Good?” he asked, amused now by both the absurdity of the situation and your growing fluster, while hoping his own wasn’t nearly as obvious.
“Mm.”
“Worth humiliating me?”
You didn't hesitate.
“Definitely.”
Another crooked smirk found its way onto his face.
“Then have another.”
The crew erupted.
Sanji nearly collapsed to his knees, mourning the image of his precious angel being corrupted by an uncouth brute. Beneath the table, Brook quietly slipped a handful of berries into Nami’s palm, settling whatever bet the two of them had apparently made, while Luffy barreled between the two of you before anyone could stop him.
“NOW IT’S MY TURN! GIMME! I WANNA TRY TOO! C’MON! C’MON!”
He reached for another piece balanced on the sturdy ridge of Zoro’s arm.
Zoro pulled it back before Luffy could get anywhere near it.
“Will you knock it off already?”
“You’re no fun,” Luffy huffed.
For one suspiciously convincing second, he looked as though he’d given up.
Then, like a seagull spotting unattended food, he lunged forward and took a bite out of Zoro’s arm instead.
“THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”
A solid punch landed squarely on the captain’s head, earning an exaggerated yelp as the two immediately dissolved into yet another loud argument. Zoro looked ready to draw a sword on pure principle. You rested a calming hand against his shoulder before he could seriously consider it, while poor Usopp threw himself at Luffy in a desperate attempt to drag him away, entirely unaware that he had just volunteered himself as the next victim.
His efforts proved spectacularly futile.
Luffy abruptly abandoned Zoro altogether, declaring him “too grumpy,” and instead attempted to balance a piece of sushi on Usopp’s nose.
The resulting chorus of laughter, indignant protests, and Sanji’s horrified cries about wasting perfectly good food swept through the room, drawing everyone’s attention away from the two of you.
Taking advantage of the momentary distraction, you—almost shyly now—reached for one last piece resting on your green-haired swordsman’s arm.
Without looking at you, he mumbled quietly enough that only you could hear,
“…You’re the only one I’d ever consider doing something this ridiculous for.”
You smiled, warmth blooming in your chest before you could stop it.
“Good to know.”
He answered only with a quiet grunt, though the faint flush still lingering at the tips of his ears betrayed him completely.
Around you, the restaurant slowly settled back into the familiar, beloved chaos that seemed to follow the Straw Hats wherever they went. Luffy was now chasing a horrified Usopp around the room with a piece of salmon balanced precariously on his finger while Sanji shouted himself hoarse in the background, torn between protecting the restaurant’s dignity and strangling his captain.
Yet somehow, amid all that familiar noise, Zoro’s quiet confession lingered longer than the taste of the meal itself.
Every moment thereafter, whether absurd enough to leave you both laughing, heavy enough to test your resolve, or beautiful enough to steal your breath away, would be met the same way: side by side, sharing each one together.
Law who helps you with your insomnia by fucking u to sleep hmmm
You had been ridiculously bad at sleeping lately. Which is weird, because usually that’s all you’re doing. You love a good nap! You love sleeping in! But your body doesn’t want you to lately for some reason.
You were also one of the strongest members of the crew after all— so you needed your sleep!
This insomnia had gotten so bad that you ended up taking a huge injury in a recent fight— a celestial had ordered their slave to try and kill you, and in trying to not harm the poor slave, you ended up gaining a huge gash in your abdomen.
Law spent a couple hours making sure that your gash was properly closed— it was irritated from you stumbling back onto the ship, the weapon you got hit with was also rusty… just a generally bad equation.
“You wouldn’t have let this happen a couple weeks ago.” He muttered as he finished stitching up the gash. “Meet me in my room later. You should be good to walk by then.”
That scared you a bit. Sure, you were half conscious from the anesthesia, and seconds away from falling asleep, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered at his words. He never let anyone come into his room like that, he was always making some stupid plan, or researching something he needed focus for— what was so special that your broody, tattoo’d, really hot captain would need you to come into his room?
You walked into his room after you woke up. it was late, everyone else was asleep, and the quiet was starting to scare you.
It didn’t get better once you got closer to his room, because… he was also very quiet. All the time.
Once you walked in, you noticed a couple things instantly— the candles lit up on his desk, how many comics he owned, and the fact that he was in sweatpants and a tank top. This was weird. You hadn’t even seen him without his hat on in ages, so sweatpants was… almost scary for you to see
“Captain?” You said softly, making him glance over his shoulder as he finished marking something up on his journal.
“Hey.” He muttered, gesturing for you to come closer to his desk. “Got somethin’ for you to check out.”
Once you did, you noticed his most recent journal pages— a study on your sleep cycles, what could possibly be causing your insomnia, and possible remedies.
It was a bit hard to focus when he was so close, but you scanned through the remedies, noticing melatonin, (which you’d tried— you stole some off the last island. He didn’t know that though) reading, (boring) and… sex?!
You were a virgin.
You were pretty sure he knew that. Asshole.
“Law.”
“Yes?” He muttered, a slight smirk on his face as he stared down at his journal.
“You think… sex would help?” You asked bluntly, although your voice grew a bit softer as you asked the question, your face flushing.
“The general intimacy of sex triggers neurotransmitters in your brain that can reduce stress and promote relaxation.” He said, picking up one of his medical books and meticulously turning to a certain page, showing you the evidence he found. What a nerd.
“Did you go and look for sex as a remedy hoping I’d allow you to have sex with me?” You teased, smiling up at him.
“…that would be unprofessional” He said, putting his book down, crossing his arms.
“Suggesting sex to your shipmate is unprofessional.”
“It would help you sleep. It’s a biological function.”
“You swear it would help me sleep?”
“I swear.”
Maybe it was the way that he looked over at you, like he really was sure that it would help you— or maybe it was the way he looked in general, or maybe the way he smelled, that fuckass cologne.
It was really just the sleep deprivation.
But you agreed.
Which is how you ended up on his bed, him gently kissing your neck as he laid facing you, one of his hands moving to move under your shirt.
“Your injury is healing well.” He muttered against your skin, his hand moving up to your chest, squeezing the skin.
“R-read the room.” You fussed, your back arching as he squeezed your chest. He just smiled against your neck.
“The room that I invited you into?” He said, his other hand moving to peel off your shirt, kissing down your skin.
“Mhm. You shouldn’t talk about my injury like that, it still hurts.” You muttered, looking down at him as he started to kiss your chest.
“Still?” He muttered as he unfastened your bra, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. You weren’t able to say much, the way he sucked on your tit was already flustering enough.
“That’s what I thought. Can’t focus much on it now, right?” he muttered against your skin, spending just a bit too much time at your chest before he moved down to your stomach, adjusting you so that he was able to kiss down your body while you were on your back.
“Your physique has always impressed me.” He said into your stomach, kissing the skin. “Your diet is quite… bad, yet you’re still pretty strong.” he followed with taking off your shorts.
“My diet is not bad.” You said, your hands in his hair, earning a low hum from him.
“It is.” He replied, pinning your thighs down so that he could tease the skin, kissing your pussy through your panties.
“It’s— nngh—“ you mewled out, attempting to clamp your thighs shut, clearly undermining how determined law was to eat you out.
“Relax.” He said bluntly, casually ripping your panties off, cutting your whining short by saying quickly after, “I’ll buy you better ones. Cotton.” And then moving his hands back to the back of your thighs.
“Can’t believe you were a virgin with a pussy like this.” He muttered, spreading your folds open before licking into your pussy, his tongue instantly starting to fuck into you, his nose brushing against your clit. “So sweet.”
“You made me eat all that p-pineapple, so—“
“That’s because I was planning on doing this for a while.” He said bluntly, continuing to eat you out.
“What?”
“Later.” He said as he sucked on your clit, pulling a moan out of you. “You sound so pretty.” He mused, pinning your thighs even further back. “Could stay here forever, fuck.” He said, his eyes closed and his eyebrows furrowed as he ate you.
“Law, ‘m gonna—“
“I know.” He cut you off, continuing his feast. “God, I really don’t wanna stop.”
“How does that even work?” You huffed out, biting back a moan as you looked down at him. “Y-you said we’d—“
“I know what I said. This is sex.” He muttered, sticking two fingers inside of you, curling them, making your back arch.
“I thought you were a v-virgin too, liar.” You mewled out, squirming under him as he curled his fingers just right. “How do you know about— about all this?!”
“I am.” He said as he continued to finger you, kissing your clit. “I‘ve just done my research.”
You came not long after he said that, already boneless on his bed before he even took his pants and shirt off, making you swallow.
“I’m not that big, but—“ liar. “It still might be a bit much for your first time, so I’ll go slow.” he said as he teased your entrance with his fingers, gathering some of your wetness, coating himself.
He was about, what— 7 inches? He was curved, fairly thick, looking at his length made your heart beat a bit faster. How was that supposed to fit in you?
“Don’t be nervous.” He said, his voice growing softer as he met your eyes. “You can take it.” He said as he lined himself up.
You were able to take it. “It” being about two inches before you felt the stretch, your bottom lip quivering.
“I know, I know.” He cooed, slowing down, kissing your neck. “It’s almost all the way in.” He said as he put another two inches in, holding onto your waist.
“Law, it’s too—“
“Shh, shh.” He muttered, stuffing you the rest of the way, making you gasp. “It’s done, okay sweet girl?” He said, looking down at your waist to see you bulging right below your belly button.
You were so full— you could barely think with how deep he was, and it didn’t help that he was still holding onto your hips and stopping you from squirming around.
You pouted, still attempting to move a bit. “It’s uncomfy.” You babbled out.
“It won’t be for much longer.” he muttered, burying his head in the crook of your neck, trying to ignore your clenches around him, one of his hands moving to rub your clit.
You moaned, your back arching. “Good, good. Just breathe.” He muttered against your jaw, kissing the skin.
After a while, you became restless, sopping wet around him as he still held back from moving. “Please move.” You whispered, your hands in his hair.
“Thank god.” He replied, starting to roll his hips into yours, feeling you clench around him with every thrust.
“Fuck, this pussy is so good—“ he moaned out, holding your hips, pulling you to meet his thrusts. “Please let me do this again after this.” He muttered, a slight whimper to his voice.
“D-did you—?”
“Shut up.”
“You whimpered.” You smiled, acting like you had any room to tease him, given that you were seconds away from coming again.
He just huffed, biting down onto your neck as he gave you a particularly hard thrust, making you choke out a moan.
“Not so funny now, hm?” he teased, smiling against your neck as he continued to thrust into you, a small whimper leaving his lips as he felt your hands dig into his back, his shirt lost somewhere on the floor.
“It’s a little bit f-funny.” You said, your back arching off the bed as you got closer.
“It’s gonna be funny when I stuff you full of my cum.” He huffed against your neck.
“Like it’ll do anything anyways, I’m sure your nut is too weak—“
“Wanna test it?” He muttered, moving so that his lips were right above yours as he huffed out a laugh. “I could come inside you right now.”
“You’d lose your strongest fighter if you got me pregnant.” You muttered against his lips.
He shook his head, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth. “I’d take care of you. Wouldn’t— wouldn’t let you go. ‘Specially if you had my kid.”
“You’re so soft, law.” You said, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, to which he reciprocated, opening his lips enough for you to devour each other, one of his hands moving up to cup your jaw, still rolling his hips into yours.
“Where do you want it?” He muttered against your lips.
“Stomach, stomach this time.” You muttered before you kissed him again, coming right before he did, watching as he spurted ropes of come onto your stomach before he fixed your jaw so that you’d continue kissing him.
And you gotta say, you did sleep well after he cleaned you up.
you and ace spent a night together years ago, and meet again years later as you find out he’s your captain’s big brother.
tags: sfw, implied sexual content, straw hat reader, fluff, awkward reunion, past one-night stand, everyone lives au
a/n: as we clarified, I don't write alternate universe aus, so I made a canonverse one but of course, doing so, the fic probably have a different mood from what you wanted. I made it longer and fluffy, to apologies for it. hope you'll enjoy it anyway
The streets of Nanohana are loud and somewhere nearby Luffy is already causing trouble.
“ACE!!” his voice echoes through the whole town.
You sigh “I found Luffy...”
Nami pinches the bridge of her nose “Of course he has to scream…”
Usopp points ahead “Hey! Who’s that?”
Standing on the roof of a small restaurant there’s a tall man wearing an orange cowboy hat with two strange faces on it.
Freckles and a confident grin on his face.
He jumps down easily “Luffy!”
The two laugh as they crash into each other in a hug, making everyone smile automatically.
Well… everyone but you.
Because the second he lands in front of Luffy...your heart stops and you freeze.
That can't be...
He turns his head and his eyes meet yours.
Your brain suddenly throws you years into the past, in a small port town, with rain outside and a crowded tavern.
Too much drinking and too much laughing.
A handsome stranger with freckles. His smile… his voice asking “Want to get out of here?”
The next morning his jacket was on the floor and your clothes everywhere. And you remember leaving before he wakes up because staying felt too embarrassing.
He was…
‘Did he tell me his name...? No… Or maybe he did and I forgot? Oh my god… Please don’t recognise me… please.’
Ace blinks once, then his eyes become just a little wider.
‘He remembers. HE REMEMBERS.’
Luffy grabs Ace by the shoulders “Everyone! This is my big brother, Ace!”
Ace waves “Nice to meet you all.”
Everyone starts introducing themselves.
“I’m Nami.”
“Vivi!”
“Usopp!”
“Sanji.”
“Chopper!”
Luffy throws an arm around your shoulders and Zoro’s “This is Y/N and this is Zoro! They just really like bodyguarding!”
Zoro just gives him a small movement of his face while you just smile and then offer your hand, saying “I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.”
Ace stares at you and doesn’t shake your hand.
‘Please don’t.’
Then he says “…Didn’t we meet before?”
Your soul leaves your body.
Sanji immediately steps between you “Oi.” his smile disappears “That’s a strange thing to say to a lady you’ve just met.”
Usopp quietly leans toward Nami “Is he about to say ‘We met in my dreams’?”
Nami whispers back “If he does, Sanji will kick him into another country.”
You laugh… maybe a little too loudly “Haha! No, I don’t think so!”
Ace tilts his head, still staring “Really?”
“Yep.”
“Huh…” he scratches his cheek “That’s weird.”
‘Please stop talking. Please stop remembering.’
He looks genuinely confused “You look really familiar.”
You shrug “Maybe I have one of those common faces.”
“Yeah… no.”
Luffy laughs “Y/N is easy to remember!”
“That’s not what I—” Ace stops himself.
You silently beg him with your eyes: ‘Please. Don’t.’
He notices and then his eyebrows move up slightly.
A few minutes later everyone enters the restaurant.
Ace immediately starts eating.
Actually he destroys food, just like Luffy. Plate after plate disappears.
Sanji watches with horror “He’s almost as bad as Luffy…”
“Almost?” Luffy asks.
“Don’t make me compare you two.”
Ace laughs “Sorry.”
Another mountain of food arrives.
You quietly sit between Nami and Chopper. Far, very far, from Ace.
Perfect and safe until Ace casually gets up, walks around the table and sits right across from you.
‘Why? WHY?’
He smiles politely “Mind if I sit here?”
“Actually…”
“Great.” he sits.
You blink.
He eats another piece of meat while looking at you every few seconds and you pretend to not notice, but of course you’re failing very badly.
Then, as everyone is busy fighting over dessert, he speaks quietly enough that only you hear “You’re really sure we’ve never met?”
Without looking at him, you answer, “Pretty sure.”
“Huh…” another bite “Because I have a really good memory.”
You get nervous and instead of thinking, you say, irritated “No you don’t.”
He says nothing and just keeps watching you.
You drink your water too quickly and so you cough.
Chopper immediately jumps up “Are you okay?!”
“Y-Yeah!”
Ace hands you his cup without thinking “Here.”
Your fingers touch for one second and another memory flashes through your head.
His hand holding yours, his laugh and his warm skin.
You immediately pull back “Thanks.”
Ace narrows his eyes.
Then something around your wrist catches his attention, a tiny faded scar, very small, almost impossible to notice.
His eyes suddenly become wide.
Years ago… that night you met you accidentally cut yourself while trying to open a bottle with a knife, he had laughed and then gently cleaned the wound himself.
That’s how it even started.
You almost choke again.
Ace slowly looks up, right into your eyes.
He figured it all out.
A slow grin appears on his face, not teasing but a little shocked and definitely a little amused.
He leans forward just enough that only you can hear, again “...Oh.”
You smile through pure panic “What?”
He whispers, “Now I remember.”
You whisper back immediately “No, you don’t.”
“…I definitely do.”
Your smile becomes painfully stiff “You definitely don’t. It wasn’t me.”
Ace tries very hard not to laugh, and unfortunately Luffy notices “What are you two whispering about?”
You both answer at exactly the same time “Nothing!”
Everyone at the table turns to look at you in silence.
Usopp slowly points at the two of you “…That’s suspicious.”
Ace coughs into his fist, while you suddenly become very interested in your drink.
Sanji’s eyes move from Ace to you and then back to Ace.
His eyebrow twitches “…I don’t like this.”
Ace smiles innocently “Neither do I.”
You kick him under the table, hard enough that he nearly bites his tongue, but somehow he still has the nerve to smile.
The group leaves the restaurant together.
Vivi looks around seriously before turning to everyone “We should split up for now and look around for information. We might hear something useful.”
Nami nods “Good idea.”
Luffy stretches his arms behind his head “Sounds easy enough!”
Then he suddenly turns toward Ace “Ace! Are you joining us?”
Ace’s eyes flick to you for the shortest moment, and a smile slowly appears, the kind of smile you already hate.
He simply says “Why not.”
‘Oh no.’
The groups begin forming naturally.
Nami gestures toward you “Come on. Let’s check the market.”
You take one step toward her.
“I’ll go with you.” Ace’s voice comes from right behind you.
You stop and very slowly, you turn around. You look at him like he just suggested walking through the desert barefoot and ask him “Don’t you want to spend time with your brother?”
Ace glances over.
Luffy is already dragging Zoro and Chopper toward a food stand “LOOK! MEAT!”
“I’m not carrying you if you eat too much.” Zoro grumbles.
Chopper smiles innocently.
Ace chuckles “Seems like he’s having fun with the green head and the reindeer.”
You let out a long sigh and before you can answer him, Sanji suddenly appears between the two of you and says “She’ll go with me.”
Ace raises an eyebrow “Will she?”
Before either of you can continue Usopp rushes over with tears already forming “WHAT ABOUT ME?!”
He grabs Sanji’s arm dramatically “Please don’t leave me aloneeeee!”
Sanji groans “You’re unbelievable…”
For exactly two seconds his attention is on Usopp, and that’s all Ace needs to reach over, grab your wrist, and start walking.
“Come on.”
“W-Wait, Ace!”
You stumble after him.
Behind you, Sanji finally notices “OI!”
Nami cups her hands around her mouth “Back at the Merry in one hour! Don’t be late!”
Ace waves without even turning around “Got it!”
A few minutes later the noisy streets become quieter and the crowd grows thinner.
You finally pull your arm free “You can let go now.”
Ace does immediately, and then he looks at you, his teasing smile returns “So…”
He slips his hands into his pockets “Why are you pretending not to know me?”
You freeze “I…”
Your voice comes out much weaker than you wanted “I don’t remember you.” a pause “Maybe you’re confusing me with someone else.”
Ace laughs quietly, making your cheeks warm.
“Oh, dear.” he shakes his head “I remembered you the second I saw you.”
He smiles softly “You think I’d forget that night? Forget you?”
Your face immediately burns, so, without another word, you walk past him very quickly… anything to hide your expression.
He follows “For the record…” he speaks casually, like he’s discussing the weather “it was probably the best night of my life.”
You almost trip but he continues “I remember everything about it. I remember your laugh, your body, the way you—”
“STOP.” you spin around, grab his arm, and pull him into a narrow side alley before anyone can hear.
The street is cool and shaded and, most importantly, empty.
You immediately point a finger at him “Okay, listen.”
You lower your voice “I didn’t know my captain would have been your brother!”
Ace crosses his arms, still smiling.
You throw your hands into the air “You never even told me your name! So every time Luffy talked about ‘Ace’, I had no idea it was you!”
Ace scratches the back of his neck “Didn’t you ever see my wanted poster?”
You stare at him, then narrow your eyes “Did you see mine?”
His confident smile disappears and he thinks for a second, then sighs “…Fair point.” another second passes “Who actually spends time looking at other pirates’ wanted posters?”
A tiny smile almost escapes you but instead, you shake your head “Exactly.”
You take a deep breath “Look...”
Your voice becomes quieter, more serious “No one has to know what happened years ago.”
You meet his eyes “Just forget about it.”
Without waiting for an answer, you walk away and Ace follows after some seconds “What if I don’t want to?”
You don’t answer, because your attention shifts to a little boy sitting on the ground nearby. He sniffles while rubbing his knee and a basket of fruit has fallen beside him.
You kneel immediately “Hey.” your voice becomes gentle “Are you okay?”
He nods, even though tears still fill his eyes.
You notice a small scrape on his knee, nothing serious.
You smile “You’re very brave.”
You help him stand, brush the sand off his clothes, and hand him the fruit that rolled away.
The boy smiles shyly “Thank you, miss.”
“Be careful next time.”
He nods happily before running away.
Ace hasn’t moved, he simply watches the whole thing quietly. His teasing smile is gone.
You walk past him, without even looking at him, your voice is calm and cold “Do whatever you want.” a few more steps “I just don’t want the crew to know.”
Finally, you glance back over your shoulder, your expression is firm “Can you do that? Can you just keep your mouth shut?”
For the first time since ever, Ace is at a loss of words and just nods before you keep on walking.
For the rest of the hour you don’t give Ace a single chance. Every time he opens his mouth you’re already walking away.
A merchant selling spices? You go ask for information. An old woman carrying water? You go ask things like “Sorry to bother you. Have you heard anything about the palace?”
A fisherman. A traveler. A baker. A family.
You move from one person to another without stopping and Ace simply follows, hands in his pockets, watching and waiting.
Every now and then he opens his mouth only for you to immediately interrupt.
“Thank you for your time!” you say and leave.
He sighs.
Five minutes later… he tries again “Y/N—”
You turn toward another stand “Excuse me! Can I ask you something?”
Ace rubs his forehead “…You’re doing this on purpose now.”
You smile sweetly “Doing what?”
“Ignoring me.”
“I’m helping my crew.”
“You’re hiding.”
“Working.”
“Running away.”
“Gathering information.”
“Coward.”
You stop, turn around and smile at him, obviously irritated by that and you say “Idiot.”
He laughs “That’s the first honest thing you’ve said to me today.”
You stick your tongue out before walking away again.
Half an hour later Ace has somehow become your unwanted shadow.
You ask another shopkeeper a question, Ace leans against the wall nearby.
You help an old man pick up dropped vegetables, Ace helps without even being asked. You thank the old man and Ace is already carrying the heavy basket for him.
The old man laughs “You two make a lovely couple.”
You almost drop the vegetables “WE AREN’T!”
At the same time Ace smiles “Thank you.”
You elbow him hard.
“Ow.”
“Good.”
A few streets later a little girl runs into you by accident and then she immediately hides behind her father.
You kneel “It’s okay.”
The girl peeks out and she notices the flower tucked behind your ear, a flower the old man gave you as to thank you for your help. Her eyes sparkle “Pretty…”
You smile and take the flower out “Do you want it?”
She nods excitedly and so you gently place it in her hair.
The girl beams while her father bows gratefully before walking away.
Ace watches quietly.
When you stand up you meet his eyes and he’s smiling.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“You’re staring.”
“Am I not allowed?”
“No.”
“That’s rude.”
“You’ll survive.”
He chuckles “Maybe not.”
The sun begins to lower.
You sigh “We should head back.”
Ace nods.
Then after following you in silence, Ace finally speaks and his voice is softer than before “I don’t think Luffy would care much about us.”
You stop walking immediately and, slowly you turn around, the smile is gone from your face “This is where you’re wrong.”
Your voice is calm “Because there’s no ‘us’, Ace.”
For the first time all day, his smile disappears… he actually looks offended, which surprises you, because you expected another joke.
“There was.” he says and pauses “And there is.”
Your heart skips.
He takes one slow step closer “Otherwise...” he points gently toward you “...you wouldn’t be panicking this much.”
You open your mouth but nothing comes out, so Ace continues “You really think none of them noticed?” he takes another step closer “Or that they won’t notice?”
Your brain completely stops working.
Ace folds his arms “See?”
You finally find your voice “I’m not panicking.”
He raises one eyebrow “Really?”
“Really.”
“You’ve avoided looking directly at me for almost two hours.”
“Because you’re annoying.”
“You’ve called me an idiot three times.”
“Only three?”
He laughs “Actually...” he pretends to think “Four.”
You cross your arms “You deserved all four and even more.”
“Probably.”
He smiles again, but smaller this time “Still doesn’t explain why you’re nervous.”
You point a finger at him “I’m nervous because you keep talking about something that happened years ago without us even knowing our damn names!”
“A very nice thing that happened years ago.”
“Ace!”
A woman walking past glances at you both and she smiles knowingly saying “Young love.”
You almost combust “NO!”
Ace rubs the back of his neck “...Maybe?”
You stare at him “Whose side are you on?!”
“Mine?”
“Wrong answer.” you start walking again, much faster.
Ace easily catches up “You know...”
You refuse to look at him “No.”
“I haven’t actually lied today.”
“Good for you.”
“Everything I said was true.”
You don’t answer, because a small, dangerous part of you believes that too, everything he said. That night wasn’t something you regretted and meeting him now is embarrassing and unexpected, but… you could never forget his laugh, his freckles and even how kind he had been afterward, before you ran away.
You just never expected to see him again, especially not as your captain's older brother.
You shake your head to stop overthinking everything again.
Beside you, Ace steals another glance and thinks “She’s even cuter when she’s flustered.” and that thought definitely doesn’t help him.
By the time the Going Merry comes into view the sky has already turned orange.
You both stop to look at each other.
“…They’re going to kill us.” you mutter.
“Probably, you’re late and got no information.” Ace agrees far too cheerfully.
You climb aboard.
The second your feet touch the deck—“YOU’RE LATE!” Nami’s voice echoes across the ship.
You flinch “Sorry!”
“One hour!” Nami points accusingly “I said one hour!”
Usopp crosses his arms dramatically “We thought desert bandits kidnapped you!”
Chopper nods rapidly “Or giant scorpions!”
Sanji walks over but his eyes immediately land on Ace and then on you.
His eyebrow twitches “Everything alright, my lady?”
Before you can answer Zoro speaks, without even opening his eyes “Took you two long enough.”
You blink “…What?”
Zoro lazily shrugs against the mast “Figured you two wanted privacy.”
Silence.
Your face goes warm “W-WHAT?!”
Even Nami turns toward Zoro “You noticed too?”
“It was obvious.” he replies simply.
“OBVIOUS?!” you squeak.
Usopp gasps dramatically “WAIT! WERE YOU TWO ON A DATE?!”
“NO!”
Sanji slowly cracks his knuckles “…Ace.”
Ace lifts both hands innocently “Hey, don’t look at me.”
He is honestly trying not to laugh, but he’s failing miserably.
You point at him “Don’t you dare smile.”
That only makes it worse because a laugh escapes him and soon he’s laughing so hard he has to hold his stomach.
You glare “You’re the worst.”
“I’ve been told.”
Between laughs, though, he catches your eye for a second and the teasing fades as his smile softens, almost worried, as if he’s silently asking: “Did I push too far?”
The look disappears before anyone else notices, except you… and somehow, that soft, worried glance embarrasses you even more than all of the teasing did.
The teasing slowly dies down.
Mostly because Vivi claps her hands together “Alright.”
Everyone looks at her.
“Did anyone find useful information?”
The smiles disappear and you let out a quiet sigh “No…”
For a second, nobody says anything.
Then Ace speaks “Yeah...”
Everyone looks at him and he scratches his cheek casually “She talked to almost everyone we passed but we didn’t find anything interesting.”
You know exactly why he says it… it’s his quiet way of telling the others not to misunderstand and let them know you weren't distracted by him but you were actually doing your work.
Nami nods “That’s a shame.”
Vivi sighs “At least you tried.”
The conversation moves on and then they begin talking about the next plan.
You glance toward Ace and without saying a word, you give him the smallest smile and a tiny nod as if to thank him.
He gives you a small smile back.
A little while later, Sanji ties on his apron “Dinner will take a while.”
He points his spoon toward everyone “So stay out of my kitchen.”
Luffy immediately tries to sneak closer “Can I taste—”
“NO.”
Luffy pouts dramatically, making Ace laugh “Still the same.”
The brothers sit together on the deck.
Luffy begins talking so fast that half his words don’t make sense.
Ace somehow understands every single word.
The two laugh, shove each other, and argue over food they haven’t even eaten yet.
You find yourself smiling at their cuteness… Luffy looks so happy and Ace laughs with his whole face.
Without realizing it you keep looking for a little too long.
“So…” a voice beside you makes you jump.
Nami and Vivi are both smiling.
Nami crosses her arms “He’s hot, huh?”
You nearly inhale your own saliva “WHAT?!”
You cough so hard Chopper turns around “Are you okay?!”
“Y-Yeah!”
Vivi tries very hard not to laugh and then she says innocently, “We meant his Devil Fruit.”
Nami nods “He’s fire.”
The two of them burst into laughter while your face burns and you say “You’re terrible.”
“Your face says everything.” Nami grins.
You immediately point across the deck “Look! Luffy is eating before dinner again!”
Luffy hears his name and turns around “Huh?”
Then he notices everyone looking at him “What?”
Nami smiles innocently “Y/N thinks Ace is hot.”
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You freeze “NAMI!”
Luffy’s eyes become huge and he looks at Ace, then at you and then back at Ace, as a massive grin appears “REALLY?!”
Ace nearly drops the apple he was holding and playing with “What?”
Luffy runs over “Y/N! You like Ace?!”
You wave your hands wildly “NO!”
“Are you sure?”
“YES!”
“Because he’s pretty cool!”
“Luffy!”
“Maybe you can join the family!”
You cover his mouth immediately “STOP TALKING.”
Luffy muffles something against your hand. Ace is laughing so hard he has to look away… even Zoro snorts.
Thankfully Sanji saves you from more humiliation… dinner is finally ready.
Sanji places enormous plates on the table.
Luffy and Ace race toward the food.
“MEAT!”
“HEY! THAT ONE’S MINE!”
“YOU ALREADY HAVE THREE!”
“SO?”
The brothers begin stealing from each other’s plates making Sanji sigh “Animals…”
You quietly sit beside Vivi… unfortunately the only empty seat left across from Ace.
He smiles when he notices but you pretend to be fascinated by your soup.
Dinner is loud.
Usopp tells another exaggerated story as Chopper believes every word.
Zoro eats silently.
Sanji keeps serving Nami, Vivi and you.
Everything feels normal… until Usopp suddenly looks at Ace “So…” he points his fork “What was Luffy like as a kid?”
Ace laughs “Hungry.”
Everyone nods “Makes sense.”
Ace smiles “He’s always been like that.”
Nami tilts her head “Was he always this reckless?”
“Even worse.”
“HEY!” Luffy protests with his mouth full.
Ace begins telling stories about little Luffy, making everyone laugh, even you.
Then Nami asks “And your crew?”
Ace’s smile grows and talks proudly about the Whitebeard Pirates. About how loud they are, how everyone argues and how Whitebeard treats them like family.
You listen carefully, it’s nice hearing him talk and he looks…happy.
Then Ace starts asking questions too “So...”
He looks around the table “What’s it like traveling with Luffy?”
Usopp immediately answers “Terrifying!”
“Fun!” Chopper says.
“Expensive.” Nami sighs.
“Good.” Zoro mutters.
“Wonderful!” Sanji smiles.
Ace laughs and then his eyes move to you “What about you?”
You blink.
He's waiting for your answer.
You clear your throat “It’s…” a small smile appears “…never boring.”
Luffy grins proudly “SEE?”
Ace keeps looking at you, like that answer matters more than the others, and it makes your stomach flutter.
Later, at some point of the dinner, Usopp suddenly asks, “Does your crew have girlfriends or boyfriends?”
Ace nearly chokes on his drink “That’s... random.”
“I’m a curious romantic!”
Ace laughs “Some do.”
Then he casually asks “What about you all?”
Usopp dramatically sighs “Unfortunately… we’re all tragically single.”
“Speak for yourself.” Sanji says, placing a hand on his chest “My heart belongs to every beautiful lady.”
Nami rolls her eyes “That’s not how that works.”
Everyone laughs and Ace smiles before he asks THE question “Anyone here secretly in love?”
Silence.
Then every head slowly turns… toward you.
Your eyes widen “Why are you all looking at me?!”
Usopp shrugs “You looked at Ace for, like... five minutes earlier.”
You nearly fall off your chair “I DID NOT!”
Nami innocently hums “Maybe four.”
Vivi smiles into her drink “It was definitely more than three.”
You hide your face behind your cup “I’m changing crew.”
Luffy immediately raises his hand “You can never leave!”
Ace watches the scene with a smile and then, very casually and very innocently, he asks “So…” his eyes meet yours “None of you secretly have someone waiting for you somewhere?”
The table suddenly becomes much quieter.
You know that question wasn’t really for everyone… it was for you.
You lower your cup, your cheeks are warm again “…No.”
Ace nods once and the corner of his mouth lifts ever so slightly “Good to know.”
You kick him under the table, hard enough to make him hiss through his teeth.
No one notices as they're all too busy answering the question… everyone except Vivi and Nami.
The two women exchange one very amused look but neither of them says a word.
They don't need to.
The way you keep avoiding Ace’s eyes and the way Ace keeps finding them anyway, is becoming harder and harder for everyone to ignore.
Dinner slowly comes to an end even if Luffy is somehow still eating.
Sanji has given up asking where all the food keeps disappearing. Usopp and Chopper are arguing over which desert animal would win in a fight.
Zoro has already fallen asleep against the mast. Nami and Vivi go over maps one last time before calling it a night.
One by one everyone disappears below deck and eventually, the Going Merry becomes quiet.
Sleep doesn’t come.
You quietly go onto the deck, careful not to wake anyone.
The desert night is surprisingly cool.
You lean your arms on the railing and groan quietly at the thought of that loooong day “I don’t think I’ve ever been this embarrassed in my life.”
“Really?”
You jump so hard you nearly fall overboard but a hand catches your elbow before you lose your balance.
Ace.
He lets go immediately “Sorry.”
You press a hand against your chest “One day you’ll give me a heart attack.”
He grins “Worth it.”
“No.”
“Maybe.”
You roll your eyes and then you just sit and Ace sits beside you… not too close but not too far… enough that your shoulders almost touch.
For a while neither of you speaks but the silence isn’t awkward anymore.
Ace looks up “Nice sky.”
You nod “Much better than the desert during the day.”
“Definitely.”
He yawns and you laugh “Already sleepy?”
“Always.”
“I’ve noticed.”
“It’s a talent.”
You smile “I’m not sure sleeping counts as one.”
“It does if you’re really good at it.”
You snort “You’re impossible.”
“I’ve heard that today.”
“More than once.”
“Mostly from you.”
You smile again, without thinking.
After another comfortable silence you sigh “Everyone really liked embarrassing me today.”
Ace laughs quietly “Well…” he looks out at the sea “At least they think you just have a crush.”
You hide your face in your hands “Please don’t remind me…”
Then he continues and his voice is calm, almost thoughtful “They don’t know that you made me spend the most beautiful night of my life with you...”
You slowly lower your hands.
“…and then left me alone like that without even telling me your name.”
You blink.
“…making me search everywhere for you...”
Your breath catches.
“…only to randomly find you in my little brother’s crew.”
You stare at him as he keeps looking at the sea, like he didn’t just completely change the conversation.
You quietly ask “…You searched for me?”
Ace looks over and a small laugh escapes him. He rubs the back of his neck and then nods “Yeah.”
Your heart skips.
“I looked around the island for days.”
Your eyes grow wider “Days?”
“Mm.” he smiles sheepishly “But I never looked into pirates.” he points at you “You told me you were just a traveler.”
You immediately answer “Because I was!”
Your voice echoes a little louder than you intended so you freeze and then take a breath before you continue much more quietly “I mean…”
You look down at your hands “I never even thought about becoming a pirate before meeting Luffy.”
Ace nods slowly as a knowing smile appears “Yeah.” he laughs softly “I get it.”
You tilt your head “You do?”
“That’s how my little brother’s influence works.”
You laugh and the smile stays on both your faces for a while.
Then Ace speaks again but quieter this time “Can I ask you something?”
You nod “Sure.”
He looks at you “…You never looked for me after that night?”
You freeze.
He scratches his cheek awkwardly, then laughs once, but it sounds... nervous and then he asks “Was I so terrible?”
Your head snaps toward him “What?!”
You immediately shake your head and without even thinking the words leave your mouth before your brain can stop them “You were even too good!”
Silence.
Your eyes slowly become wider.
Ace blinks, then the corners of his mouth start lifting.
Your entire face catches fire “I…” you stand up so fast you almost trip “I should go. It’s late.”
You turn around but then a warm hand gently wraps around your wrist, not pulling hard but enough to stop you.
You look down at the hand and then at him.
Ace is trying not to laugh.
He gives your wrist the tiniest tug “Sit.”
You sigh dramatically “…Fine.”
You sit back down beside him, but this time you refuse to look at him.
After a long silence you mumble, “…That was embarrassing.”
Ace smiles “Nah. I’ve been embarrassing myself all day.” he chuckles “This was nothing.”
You finally glance at him and see he’s smiling at the stars, looking completely relaxed.
For some reason… that makes you laugh.
Ace smiles a little wider when he hears it.
The tension that had followed you around the entire day slowly disappears.
Then you feel like answering his question from earlier “About what you asked earlier…”
Ace tilts his head “Hm?”
You take a slow breath “I didn’t look for you.”
He stays quiet, waiting for you to continue.
“…But it wasn’t because you weren’t… good.”
He immediately grins “I figured after your little confession.”
You cover your face “Can we pretend I never said that?”
“Never.”
You sigh dramatically “Worth a try.”
He chuckles.
You look back at the sea “It was just…”
You struggle to find the right words “I never did anything like that before.”
Ace’s smile fades into something gentler.
You continue quietly “I’d never had a… one-night stand.”
The words feel strange to admit out loud.
“I don’t even know why I did that.” a small laugh escapes you “Maybe the drinks.”
Ace smiles “Maybe.”
You shake your head “When I woke up…” you look down at your hands “…I panicked.”
A long pause “So I left.” the memory still makes you cringe “I didn’t even stop to think.”
You laugh awkwardly “I just grabbed my things and left the island.”
Ace listens without saying a word.
“Later…” you shrug “I was way too embarrassed to go back and look for you.”
You smile weakly “Eventually… I hoped I’d just forget about it. Obviously it didn’t work.”
His eyes lift to yours and you laugh softly before you continue “It wasn’t just that night that made me think about you.”
Ace blinks.
You look out at the ocean again “It was everything. The before… when we met.”
A small smile appears “You were funny. You listened. You were kind.”
You laugh quietly “Honestly… at first I thought you were going to be a jerk.”
Ace places a hand over his chest dramatically “I’m wounded.”
You smile “You had that confident smile and that smirk.”
“I still do.”
“Exactly.”
He laughs.
You shake your head fondly “But you weren’t.”
Your voice becomes softer “You were nice before.” a pause “You were sweet during it.”
Your cheeks warm immediately and you cough it off “…And afterward too.”
Ace looks at you quietly.
You continue before you lose your courage “I don’t believe in love at first sight.”
He nods slightly.
“Never have. So I convinced myself…” you sigh “…that you only wanted it to be one fun night.”
Ace opens his mouth but you gently stop him “I know now that I was wrong.”
Finally you look directly at him “I really panicked today when I realized… that you were the Ace Luffy always talked so much about.”
Ace rubs the back of his neck “He really talks that much?”
You laugh “Constantly.”
He groans “Sounds like him.”
You smile and then your expression softens “…But…” you meet his eyes “I’m also happy we got to clear everything up.”
Ace scratches his cheek, looking oddly embarrassed, then he laughs “Wow.”
You blink “What?”
“I’ve never heard you talk this much.”
You gasp dramatically and then you lightly punch his arm.
“Ow!” he laughs anyway “Violence!”
“You deserved it.”
“Probably.” he smiles impossibly softly.
“I’m glad I found you, Y/N.” his voice is barely above a whisper “…Even after all this time.”
Your smile slowly grows and neither of you looks away.
Then Ace shifts, turns his whole body toward you and lifts one hand toward you.
A playful smile returns to his face “Why don’t we reset the game?”
You tilt your head.
He clears his throat dramatically “Hello.” he offers his hand “Nice to meet you.”
A tiny bow follows “I’m Portgas D. Ace.”
His grin grows “You’re cute.” a beat “Are you single?”
You burst into laughter and then, still smiling, you turn your body toward him too.
Your knees almost touch.
You take his hand “I’m Y/N.”
You pretend to think “…And yeah… as a friend of mine with a very long nose likes to say…”
You sigh dramatically “…I’m terrifyingly single.”
Ace laughs so hard he almost loses his balance “That’s a tragedy.”
“The greatest one.”
He doesn’t let go of your hand and neither do you.
The laughter slowly fades, and only smiles remain.
Then, very quietly, Ace asks “Do you kiss on a first date?”
You grin “Apparently… I kiss and do much worse with complete strangers.”
Ace lowers his head with a laugh “Then…”
He looks back at you “…We’re lucky we’re not strangers anymore.”
You nod “Yeah.”
The word comes out almost as a whisper.
Slowly the distance between you disappears. You meet him halfway.
Your lips brush softly against his.
The kiss is slow and gentle. The complete opposite of the first one you shared that first time, because that night had begun with curiosity, and this one begins with honesty.
When you pull away you’re still smiling and so is he.
Ace rests his forehead lightly against yours “Hi.”
You laugh quietly “Hi.”
The next morning, when everyone gathers for breakfast, you and Ace are sitting on opposite sides of the table.
You don’t look at him and he doesn’t look at you, or at least that’s what you’re both trying very hard to make everyone believe.
“Morning.” you say politely.
Ace nods once “Morning.”
Short and simple.
Luffy looks between the two of you “…You’re weird.”
“We’re always weird.” you answer a little too quickly.
“Not this weird.”
Ace calmly drinks his coffee “Maybe we didn’t sleep much.”
You nearly choke on your bread but he doesn’t even glance at you and yet yhe corner of his mouth twitches.
For the rest of the day you both become surprisingly good at acting.
When the crew is together you barely speak. If Ace asks the group a question, you let someone else answer. If you have something to say, you direct it at Luffy or Vivi instead. If your paths cross, one polite nod.
Nothing more.
But… the problem isn’t your words… it’s everything else.
Every time someone makes the group laugh your eyes automatically search for each other.
Whenever one of you disappears for a few minutes, the other somehow always ends up wandering in the same direction.
Later that afternoon you volunteer to refill the ship’s water barrels.
You lift one bucket.
“Need help?”
You don’t even turn around “No.”
Ace laughs “You answered before checking who it was.”
You sigh “Because I knew.”
He steps beside you “I’m offended.”
“Why?”
“You didn’t even sound surprised.”
You pick up another bucket “You’ve been following me for three days.”
“Has it only been three?”
You give him a flat look “Ace.”
He grins “Y/N.”
You try to walk past him but he casually reaches out and catches your hand for just a second. His thumb brushes lightly across your knuckles.
You look down at your joined hands and then back up at him. He’s smiling and you can’t help smiling back and then you just say “You’re impossible.”
“You keep saying that.”
Footsteps.
Both of you hear them at the same time and your eyes widen. Without thinking you shove him away, hard enough that he stumbles backward.
“Ow!” he whispers loudly.
“Someone’s coming!” you hiss.
Ace barely has time to recover before Chopper appears “Oh! There you are!”
You immediately lift the bucket “Just getting water.”
Ace nods seriously “I was... supervising.”
Chopper tilts his head “Why?”
Ace opens his mouth but nothing comes out.
You bite your lip to stop yourself from laughing.
The same thing keeps happening again and again and again.
You see Sanji busy, so you volunteer to help him by bringing vegetables from storage.
You kneel to pick up a basket.
Ace quietly appears behind you “Busy?”
“Very.”
He leans closer… close enough that you can feel the warmth of his shoulder.
“You haven’t smiled at me in...” he pretends to think “…almost fifteen minutes.”
You roll your eyes “What a tragedy.”
He lowers his voice “Maybe you should fix that.”
You smile despite yourself “There.”
“Much better.”
You hear Sanji calling from upstairs, asking if you’re ok.
Without hesitation you place both hands against Ace’s chest and push him away.
He stumbles into a barrel.
“…You know,” he mutters, rubbing his shoulder, “you’ve pushed me away a lot these last few days.”
“Because you keep sneaking up on me!”
“I’m starting to take it personally.”
Another day… you’re standing alone, enjoying the wind.
Ace quietly walks up beside you and neither of you says anything, just your fingers slowly brush against each other.
Then he hooks his little finger around yours, such a tiny gesture that makes your heart melt.
You glance at him and quietly hook your finger around his too.
A soft smile appears on both your faces.
Then—“Y/N!”
Usopp’s voice echoes across the deck, so you both immediately let go at the same time.
“…You know,” he says under his breath, “one day you’re going to throw me overboard.”
“Good.”
“Cruel.”
“Careful. Someone might hear us.”
By the fourth day the crew starts exchanging looks, because your acting has somehow become even stranger.
Ace treats everyone exactly the same, except you. With you, he’s almost too polite.
“Could you pass the salt, Y/N?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
A long silence follows.
Usopp slowly looks at Nami. Nami looks at Vivi. Vivi hides a smile behind her cup.
Sanji narrows his eyes. Luffy keeps eating.
Finally, Zoro opens one eye and looks at you and then at Ace before he quietly says “…You two are terrible actors.”
The entire table goes silent.
Your heart stops and Ace blinks once asking “…What do you mean?”
Zoro shrugs “Nothing.” he closes his eye again “Just saying.”
You and Ace exchange the quickest glance in history, then immediately look away again.
Neither of you notices Nami trying very hard not to smile, or Vivi quietly hiding a laugh behind her drink.
The following morning is peaceful, which usually means something is about to go wrong.
You are down in the Merry’s small storage room, quietly counting what little food is left.
“…Three bags of rice…”
You move one aside.
“A few vegetables…”
Another pile.
“…And Luffy definitely stole half of the dried meat.”
A familiar voice answers from behind you “He absolutely did.”
You don’t even have time to turn around.
Ace wraps his arms around your waist from behind, pulling you gently against him.
“Ace…”
He laughs into your hair “Finally.”
You can hear the smile in his voice.
He turns you around before you can protest and his face is much closer than you expected.
“You’ve been avoiding me all morning.”
“I’ve been working.”
“Same excuse as always.”
You open your mouth to answer but instead, he leans in.
His lips are only a breath away from yours.
You place a hand against his chest “Ace.”
He stops for exactly one second, then he tilts his head with a mischievous grin and instead presses a quick, warm kiss against the side of your neck.
You shiver “Ace!”
He rests his forehead against your shoulder with an exaggerated sigh “Damn it…”
Another sigh “I can’t take this anymore.”
Despite yourself you smile and then gently push him back but not very far, just enough to look at him and say “This is too dangerous, Ace.”
He pouts immediately. You can’t believe the feared commander of the Whitebeard Pirates is looking at you like a disappointed puppy.
Several quiet seconds pass, then his eyes brighten “I’ve got an idea.”
You already don’t like that smile “…That’s never a good sign.”
“Do you want to go on a date with me tonight?”
You blink “…What?”
“A date.”
He says it as if it’s the simplest thing in the world.
You stare at him “How? The crew is going to ask questions if we suddenly disappear together.”
Ace crosses his arms confidently while a smug grin spreads across his face “Don’t worry.”
He taps his chest “I’ve got the perfect plan.”
You narrow your eyes.
He continues “…Just let me handle it.”
You sigh “That’s somehow even more worrying.”
He laughs softly “Everything’s going to be okay.”
You sigh again “Oh. Now I’m definitely worried.”
Lunch arrives and everyone gathers around the table.
Luffy is already eating before Sanji finishes serving. Usopp is telling another impossible story.
Everything is normal… the only strange thing is Ace who’s unusually quiet.
Every few seconds he glances at you and then smiles to himself.
You kick his foot lightly under the table, he looks up and you mouth “What are you planning?”
He smiles wider and after a few more minutes Ace suddenly clears his throat “Hey, Luffy.”
Luffy doesn’t even look up “Hm?” still chewing.
Ace speaks with complete confidence “I’m taking Y/N on a date tonight, so don’t worry about her.”
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...
Silence.
Somewhere at the table a fork hits the floor with a loud clink.
You freeze completely.
Luffy calmly swallows another bite of food, reaches over and steals meat from Nami’s plate as he simply says “Okay.”
He keeps eating, like nothing unusual was said.
Ace slowly turns toward you with the proudest smile you’ve ever seen on his face.
You slowly stand up and point at him “Are… you crazy?!”
Your words finally break the spell that froze the crew.
“WHAT?!” Usopp shouts.
Sanji slams both hands on the table “HOW DARE YOU!”
Then he spins toward Luffy “AND YOU!”
Luffy blinks “Hm?”
“How can you just say ‘okay’?!” Sanji clutches his chest “My dear Y/N can’t go out with...” he glares at Ace “…another man!”
Nami immediately smacks the back of his head “Sit down.”
Sanji obeys instantly “…Yes, Nami-swan.”
Nami turns back toward Ace, much calmer but also much more dangerous “…For how long has this been going on?”
Ace doesn’t hesitate “Way before she even became a pirate.”
Your head snaps toward him “Hey!”
The words leave your mouth before you can stop them “We agreed that doesn’t count!”
Ace smiles at you warmly “It counts to me.”
His voice is so casual it almost doesn’t register.
Then he adds “That’s when I realized I wanted to see you again.”
Your mouth opens but no sound comes out and slowly you sit back down.
You stare at your plate, you take your fork and roll a piece of food around without actually eating it.
Your face is burning.
Luffy finally looks up “Oooh!” he points between the two of you “Before we became brothers?”
Ace sighs dramatically “Not that before, idiot!”
“Oh.” Luffy nods “Got it.”
Usopp suddenly shoots to his feet “WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT!”
He points wildly “YOU TWO KNEW EACH OTHER?!”
“WHEN?!”
“WHERE?!”
“HOW?!”
“WHY DIDN’T ANYONE SAY ANYTHING?!”
You immediately pretend your lunch has become the most interesting thing in the world.
Ace, meanwhile, answers every question with surprising patience.
“Years ago.”
“Different island.”
“We lost touch.”
“Found each other again here.”
Usopp gasps after every answer as if hearing the greatest adventure ever told.
The whole table erupts into questions, even Chopper joins in.
You don’t answer a single one, instead your eyes drift toward Luffy.
He’s smiling and watching Ace with the happiest expression.
Nami notices where you’re looking and she lowers her voice, quiet enough that only you can hear her “…Did you think Luffy wouldn’t approve?”
You don’t answer immediately but then the noise around the table fades into the background, and from your left Zoro speaks without even looking up from his food “He’s happy if you and his brother are happy.”
He shrugs “Isn’t that obvious?”
You look at him in surprise.
Zoro keeps eating and drinking as though he hadn’t said anything important.
A small smile appears on your face and then you let out a quiet breath “…I guess I worried for nothing.”
Across the table Ace is laughing as Usopp fires another impossible question at him.
His smile is bright and relaxed… lighter than you’ve seen it since the day you met again.
He catches your eye for just a second and smiles only a little wider, and without realizing it you smile back.
A little later, Nami casually slips an arm around yours “Come with us.”
You blink “Where?”
“Shopping.”
“What?”
Vivi smiles “For tonight.”
Before you can protest, Luffy appears beside you “Can I come too?”
Nami sighs “Why?”
He shrugs “I’m bored.”
The markets of Alubarna are crowded with fabrics, jewelry and colorful clothes.
For the next hour you become Nami and Vivi's personal doll.
“Try this one.”
“Too fancy.”
“This?”
“Too plain.”
“Turn around.”
“Not bad…”
Luffy sits on a nearby crate eating fruit and every now and then he looks up and says “That one looks nice.”
Nami blinks “…You actually have an opinion?”
“Yep.”
He points toward a simple outfit hanging nearby, it isn’t flashy, just comfortable and elegant without trying too hard.
Very... you.
You change into it and when you step out Vivi smiles first and says “There she is.”
Nami nods “Ace isn’t going to know what hit him.”
Your cheeks immediately warm.
While paying, Vivi quietly asks, “So…” she smiles “How did you two actually meet?”
You hesitate and then you tell them everything… not every little detail, but enough.
When you finish neither of them laughs and neither of them judges.
Nami nods “A little messy.” then she smiles “…But sweet.”
You laugh “Messy is one way to describe it.”
Luffy suddenly speaks up “Ace told me.”
You look at him “About what?”
“That you were scared I’d be upset.”
Your shoulders tense.
Luffy frowns, genuinely confused “Why would I be?”
You blink.
He grins “He’s my brother.” then he points at you “You’re my best friend. You’re family.” another grin “That sounds awesome.”
You feel something unclench inside your chest.
Luffy laughs “As long as he doesn’t make you cry.”
A pause and his smile becomes surprisingly serious “Otherwise I’ll punch him.”
You laugh so hard you almost cry but say “What if he’s the one crying?”
Luffy laughs harder and answers “Means he deserves it!”
This makes you laugh again.
The sun begins to set and the sky turns orange.
You return to the Merry just before dinner.
Ace is already waiting near the dock and the moment he sees you he forgets to breathe.
You stop a few steps away, suddenly feeling shy “…Hi.”
He stares for another second, then smiles “Hi.”
He scratches the back of his neck “…You look beautiful.”
Your heart immediately forgets how to function “Thank you…”
He offers his arm dramatically “May I steal you for the evening?”
You laugh and loop your arm through his “You may.”
Nami, Vivi and Luffy who were with you simply waves at the two of you. You wave back then you see Luffy is about to yell something but Nami hit him and shit him up before he can do anything.
The date is... simple.
A small restaurant tucked away from the busiest streets, with warm lanterns and good food.
Ace insists on pulling your chair out before you sit.
You raise an eyebrow “Trying to impress me?”
“Is it working?”
“…Maybe.”
He places a hand over his heart dramatically “Victory.”
You laugh.
Most of dinner is spent talking about simple things, like favorite foods, childhood stories, places you want to visit, and dreams.
Every now and then your hands brush across the table.
After dinner you walk slowly through the quiet streets, neither of you seems in a hurry for the night to end.
Ace suddenly clears his throat and a teasing smile appears “…So…”
He looks ahead “Should we get a room?”
You glance at him and he’s clearly joking, trying to make you nervous or something.
Instead… you simply nod “…Okay.”
Ace stops walking “…Wait.” he looks at you, then points at himself “…Really?”
You nod again and his confident smile completely disappears “…Are you sure?”
You smile softly “I’m sure.”
He tells you to follow him and then a few minutes later… he leads you through a different street and you notice a small inn.
“…For someone who was joking…” you smile “…you found an inn awfully fast.”
Ace immediately waves both hands “Hey! It’s not like that!”
He laughs awkwardly “I was staying here before I met you guys.”
You giggle “Mhm, sure.”
He blinks “…You’re teasing me?”
“Maybe.”
“…You’re evil.”
“I’m learning from you.”
The room is quiet and for a moment, it’s obvious neither of you knows what to do or say and by the tenth gaze you give each other, you both laugh at exactly the same time.
And like that, the awkwardness disappears.
You step closer, lift a hand to his cheek and kiss him softly.
When you pull back, you smile and say “I loved the date, you can relax.”
He lets out a nervous laugh “I’m trying.”
After he stares at you for a moment, he finally closes the distance and kisses you with softness but also with a bit more hunger than before.
As you kiss him back, the kiss deepens and then you feel his hand going down, to where your shirt ends. He grabs it and pulls it off you, slowly and gentle.
Then he breaks the kiss and looks at you again to ask “Are you sure?”
You have no strength to talk, so you just smile at him and nod.
He nods back and then he removes his own shirt.
The rest of the evening passes wrapped in quiet affection, gentle kisses, and the warmth of finally being together without fear or misunderstandings between you.
It’s totally the opposite of your first time together but it still has that much tension, maybe even more, amplified from love too, now.
Later, you fall asleep curled up in each other’s arms.
The next morning, you wake up first, and careful not to disturb him, you quietly slip into the bathroom and start the shower.
A few minutes later the bathroom door suddenly opens.
Ace appears like a mess, his breathing is uneven and his eyes are wide with panic.
You blink, then it clicks and your expression softens immediately “…Wait. You thought I left again?”
He doesn’t answer, he only gives a small, embarrassed nod, making your heart aches.
You reach for his hand “Hey.” and you smile gently “I’m here.”
He looks at you for another long second and you smile again “Come here.”
You gently tug him toward the shower and the warm water falls around both of you.
Neither of you says much, you simply stand together, close enough that your bodies constantly touch.
Ace wraps his arms around you and then you wash each other’s hair, laughing quietly when he gets soap on his nose.
He cleans you with soap and he steals little kisses from every part of the body he’s cleaning… from your forehead, your shoulder, your cheek, making you smile every single time.
Just tenderness.
When you finally leave the inn later that morning, hand in hand, neither of you knows exactly how you’ll make it work with two different crews sailing different seas, but somehow, neither of you doubts that you will.
After all, you’ve already found each other once against impossible odds.
Finding each other again would always be worth the journey.
original idea by @thevirtualvalentine 💕 thank you so much for letting me play with this scenario! it sparked something sexy in me and i dont think im the same after ☠️
“There she fucking is,” Luffy pants, marveling at the sounds you’re making, his hand around your throat. “Thought ya’d never speak up.”
You whimper, moaning against the bars of your cell. Your hands are cuffed in front of you, like Luffy’s, but he’s using the chain of his to pull your hips back against him as he fucks you. The iron digs into your stomach, your torso left bare for all of Udon to see. Jeers come from the neighboring cells.
“No fair! Why don’t we get to see her!?”
“Yeah, make some noise! We wanna hear ya cum!”
“Scream for us, girlie!”
And other profanities are shouted your way. Even the guards are palming themselves at their posts. Your blood boils, anger fighting with lust as the infamous Mugiwara no Luffy fucks you like a toy.
“Ah, fuckin’ listen to them,” Luffy moves from choking you to playing with your tits, pinching harshly at your sensitive nipples. You cry out, and immediately bite your lip. A roar of encouragement comes from your fellow prisoner audience.
“S’hot, isn’t it baby?” He leans forward to lick the shell of your ear. His tongue is hot and strong, just like the rest of him. He sucks at your neck possessively. “‘M takin’ ya home with me,” he murmurs, palming your tits before sliding his hands down to grip your waist. His pace quickens. “Every pirate needs a whore, hah? And the king deserves the best, dontcha think?”
His pace is rapid, now, approaching the first of many climaxes for the night. This has become a sort of routine, with you two. It had started as just flirting, both of you skipping hands over knees, pressing elbows into sides, as you passed each other doing “chores” for the guards.
Then kissing started, snuggled together as much as you could be on the cell floor. And then fucking.
When Luffy fucks, he fucks loud.
It wasn’t a secret for very long, before the surrounding cellmates heard you two going at it like hungry wolves.
And then the cheering started.
It’s a nightly show, almost, kept under wraps by the guards who are too horny to get the two of you to stop. If anyone gets near the cell bars anyway, Luffy fends them off with a wave of conqueror’s haki. And he never lets them touch you during the day. Devil fruit or no, there’s no way he’s letting them get their disgusting hands on you.
Oh, they can jerk off and jeer, for all Luffy cares, but they’re not allowed to touch you. You’re his whore, he decided the first moment you brushed your knuckles along the back of his hand, passing by him in the dusty path. He had felt an electric jolt of want course through him, and one touch of his haki told him you felt the same. It wasn’t long before the two of you started fucking every night.
Now, he slaps your ass with the flat of his hand. Somehow still flexible in his cuffs, he lands another slap, and then another. He lets the dogs outside watching call out a count: all the way to ten. Your ass cheek is tingling. Luffy leans forward again, caressing the spot that now bares his handprint. “Ready for the other side? Hm?” He grins, biting at your ear. “How ‘bout ten more this time?”
You whimper, wiggling your hips back against his pelvis. He slows his pace, just for a bit, letting you fuck yourself back onto his cock. You’re so desperate, for this.
“Yes, sir~!” You moan out, already drunk on the attention. He grunts.
“Hear that?” He asks the crowd, raising his voice enough to be heard, “She wants the other side, now!”
And Luffy spanks your ass twenty times for them. He’s not cruel: he doesn’t hit the same exact spot twice in a row, but god you’re gonna be sore tomorrow. “And it’s captain, bitch,” he murmurs in your ear.
“Yes, captain!” You moan almost immediately, closer to cumming than you’ve ever felt in your life. Your blood is running hot—hotter than fire—and Luffy’s chaotic thrusts are only bringing you closer and closer toward your delightful, little death.
“‘M cumming! ‘M cumming!” You manage out, gripping onto the sweaty bars in front of you. “Thank you Luffyyy!” He cackles behind you, speeding up just enough to tip you over the edge. Your eyes roll back, rocked to your core by a violent, sucker punch of an orgasm.
“Good girl,” he soothes, slowing down for you, “Such a good job for me, pretty,” he turns you around, cupping your face softly in both hands. He presses your back against the bars, cold metal stinging your exposed skin. You’re flushed, panting, and Luffy is grinning like the sun. His smile stretches halfway across his face, and you have no choice but to meet him with a soft smile of your own. (He’s too handsome for his own good).
It doesn’t take you long to figure out Luffy knocked out the surrounding voyeurs. There’s nothing but snoring, now. He laughs, running a hand through his hair as he backs up away from you. You lean back against the bars, yourself. Your legs feel like jelly. You meet his eyes from across the room, hazy and dark like glinting jewels. You cock an eyebrow.
“So, when are we getting out of here, captain?”
He grins.
****
It turns out to be tomorrow afternoon, in fact.
He scales the sheer cliff face with ease, having knocked out any potential threats with a sophisticated blow to their energetic awareness. Several guards slump over beneath you, spears still loosely grasped in their clumsy fists.
Luffy starts snickering almost immediately, your arms wrapped around his neck as he carries you like a backpack. “Was just waitin’ for the right time,” he tells you, cheeks flushed with exertion. You hop up another few feet, bouncing on his back a bit as he scales the cliff.
Your chest is pushed up against his back, with your legs wrapped around his thick torso. His build is sturdy, his strength immeasurable, and you feel almost at peace—like a baby koala.
You tell him as much, and he laughs.
“S’cute,” he huffs, reaching up to grab another jutting handhold in the rock face. “Ya like being my baby?”
You grin, tucked between his shoulder blades. Your lips move against his skin: yes. Your ratty t-shirt presses into him, absorbing his heat and warming you through. The night air sends chills down your spine, but only just. Luffy’s like a radiator, climbing with you on his back. He hums.
“Like having ya as my baby,” he continues, jumping upward several feet. You gasp, but he lands with both feet firmly planted against the rock face. His hands scrabble for a landing, loosely grasping at stone, before you start to tip backwards.
You shoot out your hand before you can think: gravity pulling at your stomach and twisting harshly. “No,” you hiss, gripping the stone in front of you so hard your fingers bruise. You grit your teeth against the sharpness of the stone, holding your weight long enough for Luffy to get a hold on the cliff face himself. Three quarters of the way there.
He pants. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” you mutter, and hide your face between his shoulder blades.
He climbs the rest of the way, and neither of you have another problem scaling the sheer wall surrounding Udon’s base. Luffy sighs, landing on his stomach once he pulls both of you up onto the ledge. You unwrap your limbs from his sweaty, shaking body before crawling off to collapse on your own.
“Cmon,” he croaks, grabbing your hand, “Can’t stop now.”
So you get up, and start walking.
All the way back to his ship.
****
After the war (which you sorta help with, in your injured, post-prison state) he takes you back to his ship for good.
“Here she is!” Luffy laughs, collapsing on the deck of his warship. “Our new crewmate!”
Usopp eyes you warily, slingshot clutched in his fist. “Wh-what’s her job?”
Luffy sits up, smiling. “She’s my girlfriend!”
You stare at him, blankly. He’s never mentioned that to you, nor has he ever used something so sweet to refer to you. "Whore" is usually more like it.
He stretches out a rubber arm to wrap around your waist. He brings you over onto his lap, grinning like a monkey. “She’s got the best—“
“Okay,” you slap his arm, cutting him off, “They don’t need to know the specifics.”
He stops, but only just.
His eyes are glimmering with mischief.
****
It’s not long before he’s pounding you into the mattress of his sweaty bed.
You’re crooning out sounds you never thought possible, with his monstrous speed and elongated rubber cock. He’s better than a vibrator, you think.
Luffy slaps your ass. “Atta girl,” he preens, “Let em hear ya.”
He’s an exhibitionist outside of prison, as well.
So are you.
So you scream and cry on his dick, letting Captain Luffy know just how much you need it.
request from anon: Hellooo I hope you’re doing alright!
Hear me out, Fem! Luffy x Fem reader who already have an established relationship, and everyone knows. One day reader does something that really pisses Luffy off/makes her jealous (like she was flirting with a random civilian to get something that she wanted, Luffy saw and now she’s jealous and upset).
In response to being jealous and upset Luffy drags her girlfriend back to the Sunny (which she protests a lot to) and Luffy ends up having rough sex with her, and uses a strap on her.
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Hi there! I'm doing alright! Sorry this took so long, I had heavy writers block ;-;
If you do not mind, I will be partially changing this request due to the premise being too similar to my other fic, certainly not. It's gonna be a modern college au. Hope that's alright! If not, you can let me know and I can work up something new when I get the time :))))
Also, for reference, fem!luffy looks almost exactly like regular Luffy.
word count: 3.4k
cw: smut, established relationship, fem!Luffy, dom!Luffy, fem!reader, modern au, college au, jealousy, frottage, strap-on (reader receiving), rough sex, multiple orgasms (reader), ooc Luffy(?), not proofread
CONTAINS NSFW, MINORS DNI
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The library of Grand Line University was quiet as you stared at the textbook in front of you with disdain and a little bit of triumph. You had just finished your calculus homework, with a little help from a tutor that you had requested.
The woman next to you laughs softly at your expression, pausing from gathering her things, "You know," She began, tapping your notebook with her finger, "It isn't really that bad, you just have to remember…"
Her voice tuned out in your head. Not because you didn't value the advice she was giving you, you did, but because you had just spent a good two hours with her just so you could barely understand the numbers and symbols on the page in front of you. You, frankly, were exhausted from it. The idea of numbers made you sick.
Still, you didn't want to be rude and cut her off so you just… pretended to listen to the explanation she was giving you — again. You're a college student, you kind of mastered the art of not actually listening when you were supposed to from all the times you spent all-nighters — both to catch up on work and because your girlfriend was needy.
Everyone knows you are dating Luffy — she made sure to make it known wherever you two were either my announcing it as loudly as possible or just all around getting handsy and affectionate in public. You do your best to calm her down, but most of the time it just makes it worse since your attention would be on her.
Luffy is popular. Not in the traditional high school sense, but rather in the sense of she talks to everyone that she could — so if you were to ask anyone around campus about Luffy, they likely would be able to give some sort of answer.
Though, there was one thing you may have lost track of… time. The tutoring session went longer than you were expecting, and you may or may not have told Luffy that you would meet up with her at around seven pm. That was an hour ago.
Surely, she would understand.
Luffy did not understand, and she was currently pacing around the shared dorm that the two of you have. Really, it was a shock that the college still allowed you two to dorm with how… loud you both can get at times. She was wondering where you were, she wanted to spend time with you and maybe cuddle and kiss — but you weren't there!
She pulled her phone out again as she paused her pacing, scrolling through the over twenty messages, and at least three photos of some cool bugs she found while wandering around campus, she had spammed you with over the past thirty minutes, all of them asking where you were and what you were doing in that obviously needy way that she does. She huffs in annoyance at the lack of response, and her thumb stops just when she sees the last message you had sent — just before the spam.
It was you telling her that you would be at the library to study, and that you would be done at around seven.
It was almost eight now! That was way too long, and waiting was never something she was good at — especially not when it came to wanting you.
She huffed to herself, grabbing all of her essentials — her straw hat — before she petulantly stomped out of the room to go and find you, not even bothering to lock the door behind her. It wasn't like you were there to scold her anyway. She ran into Robin on the way, briskly asking for directions to the library since she has never willingly gone there a single day since she got to the college. Robin laughed softly behind her hand knowingly, pointing her in the right direction.
Luffy waved her hand as a quick thanks, her quick pace shifting into a jog as she nears the dreadful building. Her face scrunched at the doors, as if just being around so many books was offensive to her, before remembering why she was here in the first place. She inhaled, throwing the door open and accidentally startling a student who was just trying to leave. She didn't apologize — she was too focused on finding you.
She paused at a sign on the wall, squinting angrily at it like it was intentionally keeping her from you even though it was giving her the directions to where you were. "Stupid buildin'," She muttered through gritted teeth as she pulled open the door to the stairwell, heading down towards the study rooms, "Stupid books."
She opened the door with more force than necessary, the sound echoing in the previously quiet room as she stepped in. Her eyes scan the place, moving from the windows of the private-but-not-really rooms to the tables in the middle — finally pausing when she found you there. Her irritation briefly left her, but hardened once more when her eyes drifted just a little bit to the left at your tutor.
Luffy didn't know you were zoned out and barely even focusing on what the tutor was saying. All she saw was you staring intently at her, almost dreamily, and it lit up a fire in her lower gut — the feeling burning hot and heavy. Why were you looking at this random woman like that? You should be looking at her like that, not whoever this is!
She huffed through her nose, her jaw set in a rekindled irritation as she marched across the room towards the table.
You only blinked out of your daydream when you felt a hand on your shoulder and when you heard your tutor pause her twentieth example in the past fifteen minutes. Your tutor blinked slowly, not really knowing why she was getting glared at by Luffy.
"Well, I…" Your tutor paused turning her phone over to check the time as Luffy started to haphazardly shove your textbook and notebook into your bag, "..I guess we are done here. Sorry for keeping you so long."
You blinked, "No, no," You laughed sheepishly, sending a small glare to Luffy over your shoulder. Luffy just huffed and rolled her eyes, already trying to tug you, "It's alright, really. Thank you for the help!" You had to shout the last portion as you were tugged away, your tutor waving awkwardly before finishing to gather her things.
"What's your issue, Lu?!" You finally complained, shaking her hand off of your shoulder and coming to a stop. She stopped a few paces ahead of you, inhaling briefly before looking back.
"Took too long," She shrugged, picking at her ear as she sends another glare to the library, "Texted ya 'nd you didn't respond."
You paused at that, finally taking a moment to check your phone after all this time. You cringed in guilt at the time displayed and the amount of messages she sent, realizing you really did stay an extra hour and didn't tell her.
"Hope you had fun with that girl," She scoffed petulantly, almost bitterly, as she kicks at the ground. It was enough for the sympathy to fall off of your face and be replaced by a blank exasperation.
"Luffy," You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose, "You can't possibly be jealous of someone helping me better my education."
Luffy sputtered, her cheeks warming up as she stomps her foot, "I ain't jealous!" She hissed defensively, gripping your wrist. Despite her growing frustration, she still had a loose hold on you — she still gave you the option to pull away if you really didn't want her right now.
Unfortunately, you did. So you let her pull you back to the dorm room.
She grinned that stupid little grin you knew all too well — the one she flashes when she knows that she is getting exactly what she wants as soon as you two get back. You couldn't deny the fluttering in your stomach — you wanted this too.
"Got ya somethin' nice earlier," She giggled, almost mischevious, as she steps out of the elevator, tugging you hastily down to your shared dorm, "G'nna make ya feel real nice, too."
You swallowed thickly as she opened the door, pausing for a moment as something processed.
"You didn't lock the door when you left?"
She froze for a second, her lips tightening into a straight line as she looks to the side. You can already see her skin start to glisten as she cold sweats, "Locks broke."
You stared at her as you closed the door behind you, locking it. You tested it, trying to twist the handle and pull the door open — as predicted, it did not open. "You can't lie for shit, Lu."
Luffy hissed something under her breath, grabbing your wrist to tug you over to her bed, "Stop talkin'," she grumbled, her hands moving to your hips. She grips tightly, continuing to guide you until you felt the backs of your knees hit the bed.
She carefully, yet firmly, shoved you down — crawling on top of you as she gathers your wrists into one hand and pins them above your head. Her lips needily connect with yours, her breath heavily as she kisses you. You could barely reciprocate before she is moving away from your mouth, leaving a wet trail down to your jaw as she kisses along it.
"M'so much better than her," She hummed lowly, gripping the hem of your shirt to tug it over your head, her lips leaving your skin for only a moment so she could get the clothing off before attaching herself again. Her free hand moved up your belly, causing you to reflexively clench and arch your back.
She giggled against your jaw, pressing soft kisses just beneath your earlobe, "Ain't no one better than me," She huffed into your ear, her hand slipping beneath your bra to squeeze at your breast and play with your hardening nipple, "Say it. Say m'the only one."
You gasped at the feeling, squirming beneath her and instinctively trying to pull your hands free. Her hand only tightened around your wrist, her other hand stopping its teasing as she waits for you to speak.
"O-Only you, Luf!" You whined, desperately trying to get her to touch you again, "Only you make me like this! Promise! So please…"
Luffy grinned, her hand sliding away from your breast and behind your back as she unclips your bra and slides it off of you, "Please what?" She hums, finally releasing your wrists to finish getting the bra off as her newly freed hand reaches down to slide your pants off.
You glared at her through lidded eyes, your cheeks heating up from the embarrassment of having to say it out loud — even if it was just to her. Her hands stopped again when you took to long to answer. Desperation made people speak, after all.
"Please touch me, Lu. Anything. Please," You huffed, your hips bucking up into her hand to urge her to continue. She smugly smiles, finally pulling your pants off and tossing them somewhere in the room along side your bra, "Need you, Lu."
Luffy's eyes darkened at that as she eyed you up and down shamelessly. She liked when you were under her, begging prettily as your own excitement soaked through the underwear she had bought for you. Everything about you was hers, and she would be damned if any tutor took it from her.
"You've got me, pretty," She practically sang, thrilled at how needy she has gotten you before she has even started. She greedily rips the underwear off of you, blinking at the destroyed fabric before shrugging and tossing it aside, "I'll get ya more. S'okay."
"You don't even have a job," You comment, causing her to chuckle. You were glad that you could still poke fun at her even in a situation like this.
"Don' worry. Ace 'n' Sabo'll give me money. Maybe uncle Shanks," She reassured, gently rubbing the skin on your thighs, her hands travelling to the sensitive inner flesh before moving up to run a finger through your wet slit with an eager hum. Your body jerked at her touch, a soft noise leaving your throat.
You always forgot that Luffy is a spoiled kid. Her brothers and uncle fold at any ask, easily giving in to any whim that she has. You didn't know if it was genuine love or if they just wanted to get her to shut up, but it didn't really matter.
She backed off from you for a moment, sucking on the finger she used to gather your slick before she hastily gets her own clothes off — not bothering with the same sensuality she did for you. She wanted you just as bad, which was evident when she got her own underwear off and it was more soaked through than yours was.
She quickly crouched, pulling a box out from under her bed and grunting as she seems to be fighting with something as you heard something clicking into place. You blinked curiously, but she already stood up before you could lean over the edge and look.
You swallowed thickly at the sight of Luffy stood in front of you with a strap-on around her hips, the fake cock jutting out proudly. It was just big enough to fill you nicely without causing you pain. The only reason you knew this was because you had one of a similar size.
Luffy grinned eagerly, getting back onto the bed with you as you spread your legs wider to give her room. "G'nna take care of ya. Better than she ever could," She hummed, rubbing the fake head through your slick — teasingly pressing it into your hole before pulling back again.
You groaned as she rubbed it over your clit, playing with the sensitive bud to coax more of your sweet juices out before lining herself up. "Y'ready?" She asked in a whisper, leaning over your body. One arm rested beside your head to hold herself up while the other held the fake cock steady.
You nod desperately, almost embarrassed by how much you wanted her. She leaned back again, giving herself a good view as she slowly pushed it in. She kept an eye on you, making sure your face never contorted away from pleasure. It wasn't like she could feel anything that was happening, so she was relying on your emotions.
"S'good?" She asked carefully as she eased in, taking her eyes off of yours for a moment to admire how you were taking in the length.
"Mhm," You answered in a moan, clutching at the sheets beneath you. You have taken something similar before while you were alone in your dorm, horny and waiting for her. It shouldn't feel any different — yet somehow it did. Maybe it was because it was her guiding it into you rather than your own hand. You didn't care, "Please move. Please, Lu."
She groaned at your words, her hand falling away from the silicone cock as she finally eased it completely in — the base of the strap pressing tightly to your pelvis. Her hands settle on the bottoms of your thighs, pulling them up just a bit higher as your wrap them around her waist.
She pulled her hips back, watching your pussy grip the slickened toy on its way out before she pushed back in, grinning wider at the sound of your pleasure. She grips your hips tighter, shifting on her knees for a better angle as she thrusts her hips faster. Her eyes reluctantly left the action and returned to your face, her hips stuttering briefly as she sees the look of pleasure on your face.
"So good, Lu!" You cried out, your hands leaving the bedsheets as they find their way to her back — scratching down it to ground yourself when you feel the tip of the toy strike your cervix, "There, Lu! Please, please!"
Luffy moans despite not feeling it, getting off on the sounds of your pleasure. She was dripping with want, but right now she was entirely focused on you, "Got ya, pretty," She tells you again, angling her hips so the tip of the toy batters against your cervix with each rough thrust.
"Y'take my cock so well," She praised as she picks up speed, her hips colliding roughly with yours as the wet sounds of you taking her fill the dorm room, the bed creaking in protest with each punishing thrust.
Luffy leaned over you again, her thrusts becoming more shallow as the distance in which she pulls out decreases, massaging the special, gummy spot within you to light you up from the inside. She didn't care about the mess you were making on her bed or the fact that her own thighs were trembling with need. Her hands grip your hips tighter, her hips becoming rapid and aggressive.
"So good f'me," She groaned, panting as she looks down at you. You could barely get any words out, your nails scraping farther down her back as she pounds into you, "I'm goin' t'your next tutor lesson. Can't have no one lookin' at ya like that. Can't have you lookin' at anyone else like that."
You only nod pathetically, feeling your stomach tighten with your approaching orgasm. Luffy grit her teeth, pushing your hips down to angle herself better, striking your cervix again and again with each quick, harsh thrust of her hips, "You only take me like this, 'kay? No one else," She almost snarled, getting herself worked up again.
"Ye-es Lu! Only you!" You cried out, your hands falling away from her back to grip the pillow behind your head, "I'm so close..!"
Luffy giggles, one of her hands leaving your hip to circle your clit in time with her thrusts, coaxing you to your finish. She would normally want to draw this out, but she wants to cum so badly that she couldn't. She wouldn't last long after this, and she needed it now.
Your orgasm came with minimal warning other than your legs tightening around her waist and your pussy clenching so tightly that it pushed the toy out. She grunted, looking down at your pulsing, satisfied hole and the slick mess of the strap on. She was pleased with herself, watching as you pant and whine beneath her.
"One more, pretty. One more," She breathes heavily, rushing to get the strap off of herself. She drops it carelessly beside you on the bed, grabbing one of your thighs and hauling it up onto her shoulder as she straddles the other. She bumps her clit against yours, gasping as the feeling, before grinding herself down onto you.
You both whimpered at the feeling. You were overstimulated, and she was desperate. She hugs the leg she was holding up to use it for leverage, clumsily rubbing her clit against yours as she chases her eluded orgasm — her pelvis slapping against your thigh with each needy grind, her slick making a mess on your lowered leg with each pass, mixing with your own slick.
You could feel your second orgasm coming again quickly, still sensitive from your previous one as she rapidly slid herself against you, her hips stuttering as she felt herself coming close as well. Her voice became higher pitched, more needy and whiny, as she got closer and closer.
"Oh-! Oh god.." She panted, her head bowing down as sweat drips from her forehead. Her fingernails dig into your thigh as she speeds up, feeling herself clench against nothing as she reaches her end.
You fell over the edge first, crying out her name as you came for the second time. Your vision goes white briefly, the pleasure overwhelming as you whimper from the sensitivity. She kept going, not slowing down until she found her peak.
It wasn't soon after you that her hips sped up before stuttering to a stop. Her spine straightens, gripping your leg just a bit tighter as she gives a few final thrusts of her hips — too sensitive to continue as her eyes roll back and her orgasm crashes over her, adding to the mess that you already made against yourself.
She pants, catching her breath with you as she laughs weakly, leaning down to peck your lips — gentle in juxtaposition to the carnal desire she just showed you. She rolls off of you, tugging you against herself with a satisfied hum.
"I love ya," She grinned sleepily, kissing your forehead as she gently rubs your thighs to soothe them.
I am so sorry for not being clear enough😭 Honestly, I appreciate you taking your time to write that fic. Your writing is amazing and I just love it so much. I'd love if you can write an nsfw version. I understand if you don't want to because it was my mistake for not being clear.
Certainly Not
RULES AND MASTERLIST
HIII AGAIN!!!!!! It is not an issue, so no need to apologize! I probably should have guessed smut honestly because that is what I mainly write haha!
Changed some things up so you do not get the same fic twice and so it actually feels like jealousy rather than Luffy just being protective, which is what I feel I did wrong on the last one! ^^"
Really though, don't feel bad! I need the experience and it also helps me with ideas so I do not disappear for months on end (again)!
word count: 3.8k
cw: established relationship, fem!reader, reader does "flirt" with someone else but not to cheat (will be explained), jealousy, jealous Luffy, possessive Luffy, ooc Luffy (he is a little mean), takes a little while to get to the smut, dom!Luffy, rough sex, missionary -> mating press, dirty talk, Luffy fantasizes about public sex, penetration, Luffy does not pull out, not proofread
CONTAINS NSFW, MINORS DNI
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The market was loud. Vendors were shouting for the attention of consumers, families were dragging their kids away from expensive toys that they begged and screamed for, and the sound of Nami and Robin discussing an evil plan right beside you that made you side eye them.
"Come on!" Nami goads, leaning closer with her hand on your shoulder, "Haggling isn't hard, you have to learn!"
You squint at her, particularly not fond of the devious lilt in her tone. You turned your attention to Robin for backup, but she only smiled and seemed to side with Nami.
"I do think it is a good skill."
What a traitor, you thought as you stared straight ahead. You had agreed to go shopping with them, a mistake you should have realized in hindsight. Really, you would have probably had a better time shopping with Luffy even if that meant just preventing him from grabbing any food item he saw and declaring it useful. You weren't biased, you had convinced yourself.
With a sigh of defeat as you felt Nami's eyes boring into the side of your head, you look at her tiredly. "Fine. Teach me," You muttered with pure regret, the feeling increasing tenfold as the gleam in her eyes becomes nothing short of devilish.
"We will use what I like to call…" She pauses for an annoying dramatic effect, "Weaponizing your femininity."
"So… Sexualizing myself?" You questioned with a deadpan expression, raising an eyebrow. Nami looked scandalized at your wording.
"Not what I said at all!" Nami had huffed, flicking your forehead. You have a small 'ow' in response, rubbing the spot as you glare at her audacity, "It's just weaponizing a weak point in men."
"Feminism," Robin added from beside you unhelpfully.
"Not what that means," You muttered.
"The point is," Nami sighed, grabbing your shoulders so you came to a stop, fully facing her now, "I am not asking you to expose yourself or kiss anyone. Just a little flirting."
"Right…" You mumbled, your eyes drifting to the side to avoid her gaze.
Robin's hand landed on your upper back soothingly, looking down at you with a gentle gaze, "We won't force you to do it," She soothed, easing your tension just a little bit, "Understandably, it likely feels morally wrong considering your status with our captain."
Your ears redden, but you finally meet Nami's eyes as she lets go of you, "Right. I somehow forgot about that," She groaned, her hand resting on her forehead, "Even though that idiot is glued to her, I still can't wrap my head around it."
You couldn't help but laugh at that. Seriously, you understood why it was easy to forget Luffy was dating you. No one in the crew even thought Luffy had a type, let alone would ever get with someone before achieving his dream of being King of the Pirates. Especially not after his complete lack of interest and constant rejection of the Pirate Empress, Boa Hancock, who is quite literally the most beautiful woman in the world.
Despite it all, you were morbidly curious. Not because you were planning to betray Luffy's trust, you would sooner jump ship and become a sea king's next meal than do that, but rather — you just wanted to try it. Haggling, that is.
You thought of the possibilities. If you can learn how to drag prices down, you could buy more gifts for the crew — for Luffy.
"Okay. I'll do it. Just one time, though," You finally nodded. Nami practically glows in joy, grabbing both of your hands in hers.
"Really?! Okay!" Nami all but sang, eagerly looking around for an easy to manipluate vendor, "Don't worry! Robin and I won't let it get too far. Trust me."
You raise a brow at her words. You did trust her on that, but you were curious as to why she seemed so admamant on telling you that now.
Nami seemed to sense your impending question and grinned sheepishly, "I value my life. If something happens to you and Luffy finds out that I basically spearheaded it happening — I believe you'll be down a navigator," She shrugged, causing you to gawk at her.
"I don't think Luffy would kill you or throw you off the crew for that!" You rejected, waving your hands in front of yourself with a rapid shake of your head.
"Perhaps. But sometimes death is more pleasing than forever living with the fact that you had failed your captain," Robin comments, her hand on her chin as she ponders the possibility.
You stared at her, "You need to stop saying whatever comes to your mind."
"Feminism."
"Still not- Well, I mean, kinda…" You shook your head, "NOT THE POINT!"
Nami tugged at your hands, drawing your gaze away from Robin as she pulls you along to a vendor she spotted. You followed her, hearing Robin's gentle glide behind you as she tags along, gaze towards a clothing store — filled with expensive clothing that was leagues out of anything you would wear. "Nami, that's kinda not my style," You tell her, frowning a little.
"Not for you," Nami chirps, causing you to blink. She was having you haggle for her own benefit?
"Oh, don't look like that," Nami laughed, waving you off as she points forwards again, "While yes it is for me, that is not the only reason."
You squint, trying to determine what she was pointing to. She decided to help you out, "The vendor. Look at him," She told you, drawing your attention to the man standing behind the register, "He's young, probably Sanji's age. His gaze keeps locking onto any woman that walks past in a way that would get him slapped. Men like that will fold at any hint of flirting."
You blinked a few times, shocked that Nami had gathered all of that from this distance that quickly. Her expression turned smug, flicking her hair back over her shoulder, "You learn a thing or two when you do this everyday, sweetheart."
The three of you entered the building, already feeling the vendor's eyes snap to your group. "Ladies! Need help with anything?" He asked, his tone charming in a way that seemed to be overcompensating.
"No thanks," Nami waved, her tone holding disinterest in such a way that it was intriguing. It had the desired effect, it seemed, as the man stammered and nodded with reddening cheeks.
Nami leaned closer to you and Robin as you walked between the aisles, her voice lowering, "Just for you, I'll grab just a few things," She winked. Honestly, it didn't feel like it would be helpful — but like everything else today, she explained further, "It's easier to haggle with fewer items. Shops usually become more reluctant to drop a price if the cost is higher, since they'll lose more. There is a way to do it, but that is a skill for professionals. You are new to this… hobby."
That made sense, actually. So much so that you didn't even want to argue it as you just followed her around as she looked for the best things to purchase. Sure, she was limiting herself, but it doesn't mean she will not indulge.
It only took a small half an hour for Nami to decide what she was going to buy right now. Most of the time being stuck between two choices, having to discard one. Every time she put it down, she would pick it up again and reconsider. You and Robin had to have a consensus for her to finally decide.
She handed the clothes off to you, smiling brightly, "Now go haggle."
You stared at her, "That's it? No tips?" You asked, nervously looking between her and the vendor. What were you supposed to say without sounding like a moron?
"Birds don't learn to fly by being told how to," Nami declared dramatically, her hand closed to her chest.
"They do fall and become vulnerable to wolves, though," Robin chimed in from beside Nami.
"Quiet," Nami hissed, grabbing Robin's wrist to drag her to a nearby shelf to "examine" the product on it. Really, they were just eavesdropping and monitoring how it goes.
You sighed to yourself, prepared for the pure embarrassment that was about to follow your sad attempt at seduction. You walked over to the counter, the man behind it — previously leaning against it with his cheek on his hand — perked up at the sight of you. His eyes roam your figure in a way that makes you shudder, in a way that you only ever wanted Luffy to.
"This all for today, beautiful?" He asked you as he takes the hangers from you with a smile that was probably meant to be charming. You swallowed, nodding as he began to scan them.
"Ah… Yeah."
Silence followed awkwardly for you after that. You can practically feel Nami's head shaking in disappointment despite not even looking over at her.
"So, uhmm…" You wring your hands nervously, your eyes darting to the side before looking back at him, "How's… the… ah… weather…?" You asked slowly, unsurely, as your brows downturned in your nervousness. You could almost cry at the cringe surging up your spine.
You could hear Nami choke, covering it up with a cough, from where she was.
You were so focused on your embarrassment that you hadn't even noticed Luffy had found you. He was standing in the doorway now, his eyes locked on you as his chest heaves from his run and the building anger. Not at you, but at the look the man was giving you in spite of your poor attempt.
Nami hadn't noticed either as she had turned away from where you were with shaking shoulders as she tried not to laugh at your sorry attempt.
Robin was the only one who noticed, but she found it intriguing to let it play out. So she said nothing.
"You know, I think shy girls are cute," The man hummed as he looked at you, completely forgetting he had a job to do as he leaned closer to you with his head on his hand, "Tell you what. You give me one night, and I'll give you this entire order for free. How's that sound, hm?"
You weren't even that shy. You were just out of your comfort zone. But that didn't matter right now as discomfort prickled your skin.
Nami's head also whipped around at that, sensing that it was definitely going into the too far territory. Unfortunately, she was now aware of Luffy's presence and the growing anger in his stance. He was really heaving now, no longer from exertion but from anger at seeing another man so brazenly trying to get you to sleep with him.
Nami had to call it off. She should have guessed that a man shamelessly checking women out like he had would be as gross and egotistical as he is. And also if she did not intervene she feared that Luffy was going to level the entire building.
She didn't even get three steps before Luffy also decided he had to intervene. He went right up behind you, shamelessly pressing himself against you and just about pinning you to the counter in front of you. One hand landed on your waist while the other rested on the wood in front of you.
He leaned down a bit, his mouth closer to your ear as he all but glared up at the man. "Who's this, treasure?" Luffy asked you, his tone low and dripping with jealousy. You knew something was up, because Luffy never used pet names with you.
You swallowed thickly at his proximity and the feeling of his hands on you, your face heating up as you suddenly find the wood very interesting. The man at the register straightens up, recognizing the man in front of him and the danger he was in just based on the glare he was receiving.
"Ah- Sorry, man," The man stammered, looking around rapidly for a potential escape before his eyes locked on Luffy again like he were watching a predator about to strike, "Didn't… know she was taken. Haha…"
That did not seem to appease Luffy one bit as he straightened up a bit, openly glaring. Most dangerously, however, was the cocky smirk that began to appear on his face. "Mm?" He hummed before he giggled, now looking down directly at you as his hand tightens on your waist, "Maybe I should mark ya later, hmm? Could make ya real loud, too. Whole island'll know y're Luffy's."
Luffy's eyes narrowed at the thought before he looked back at the man with the cockiest grin known to man, "Didja know she really likes it when I stretch my-"
"OKAY! Okay!" Nami finally interjected, slamming a handful of beli on the counter and grabbing the clothes, "Half price because you were harassing my friend, bye now!"
The man couldn't say anything before Nami was pushing you and Luffy out. Luffy's head swiveled like an owl just so he could glare at the man the entire walk out of the building and then some — only turning his head back straight when some of Robin's arms bloomed on his shoulders and forced him to look straight ahead again.
"Haggling isn't for everyone, you know?" Nami rapid fired, both from nerves and from anger at how the man acted towards you, "I'll handle haggling, don't worry about it. Yeah… Yeah."
She was just rambling at that point, clearly just trying to keep Luffy from blowing over and storming back to the building. Luffy was silent though, walking very close to you with his hand low on your back. His face was set, the jealousy still simmering beneath the surface. Robin could tell the look in his eyes, and she whispered something to Nami.
Nami glanced over and swallowed thickly, nodding.
The rest of the crew had been waiting at the bottom of the gangplank by the time you returned to the Sunny, chatting idly. Sanji perked up at the sight of the women, dimming a bit at Luffy being there. He opened his mouth to speak, but Nami held her hand up and shut him up.
"Let's… Sleep at an inn tonight!" Nami announced, causing everyone besides Luffy to look at her. Luffy's eyes were on you.
Usopp was about to ask why, but one look at Luffy had him reconsidering the ability to speak. The others got the hint as well and rushed off. Some, Zoro, did so with more annoyance than others.
"Huh? Why are we sleeping at an inn?" Chopper asked as he rode on Zoro's shoulders, looking back at you and Luffy with worry, "Why aren't they coming? Did they fight?"
"I'm sure they'll work on it," Zoro answered gruffly, not even wanting to look back. Chopper only made a dissatisfied noise but he left it at that.
It did not take long after they were gone to find yourself underneath your captain in his bed. He was frustrated, he was jealous, and his cock was so hard in his shorts that he felt like he was going to explode.
"That guy pissed me off real bad," Luffy admits through gritted teeth as he fumbles with getting his shorts off. You nodded dazedly, still stunned from how he acted in the store as you pushed your own pants off.
"Who th'hell does he think he is, anyway?" He spat, his hand stroking his cock as he reaches over, using his free hand to grip your underwear and tear them off of your body.
You yelped, staring at the torn fabric with a pout. "I liked that pair, you brute," You lightly teased, trying to ease at least some of the tension in him.
He grunted in acknowledgement but he didn't laugh, "Kay. I'll buy you more," He muttered, dragging his cock along your dripping slit with a moan. He may be pissed off, but he still wanted to make sure you were wet enough, "Fuuuck.. Not from him, though."
He paused, grinning slyly as his jealousy flares, "Actually, maybe I will buy from him," He huffs, starting to push his cock into your hole. You gasped, your back arching from the stretch.
"Let'em know that I ripped y're pretty underwear 'fore I fucked ya real good and deep," He hissed, laughing breathlessly as he reaches the hilt, his hips pressed tight to yours, "Maybe I'll take ya right after this, when y're still drunk on m'dick, when m'cum is drippin' from ya."
He accompanies his fantasy with a rough thrust that jolts you forwards with a strangled gasp. He grits his teeth with a grunt, his hands settling on either side of your head and gripping the sheets. His hips start a steady, relentless tempo that steals your breath each time — each drive of his hips echoing wetly in the room.
"Maybe even take ya when y're still on m'cock," He whined, his hands gripping the bedsheets at the feeling of your gummy walls hugging him so nicely with each punishing thrust, "I'll carry ya there with y'still impaled on me."
Your hands grip at his shoulders, your nails digging into his rubber skin so deeply that it causes it to tear. Luffy didn't even notice, the pain was miniscule compared to what he gets in battle near daily.
"Pussy's soooo nice t'me," Luffy groaned as he pounds into you with wild abandon, panting and whimpering between every rough push of his hips, "He'll never feel it. Never ever. All mine! Fucking- All mine!"
He was pussy drunk at this point no doubt. His eyes were glazed over as he watches his cock push into your slick hole, rutting into you with more fervor than even his own brain could keep up with. His skin felt like it was on fire, but his cock kept telling him to take more and more.
You were no better. His dick always hit the right places within you, the rubber nature of it making it so it always molds and bends to wherever you need him most. And even in his worst moods was he always attuned to exactly what you needed and craved from him.
He was sweating heavily, droplets falling from his hair and chin with each aggressive thrust and landing on your own sweaty body — his chest glistening and dripping. He groans loudly, his hands leaving the bed briefly as his hips stop.
You blinked up at him through your haze, wondering why he stopped when it was feeling so, so good. He was panting, taking just a second to breathe, before he was gripping your ankles as he leaned back. He eased your legs up and over his shoulders, his hands now settling on your waist as he leans forwards to bend you in half.
More and more, he kept going until you made a face. His elbows now rest beside your head, his face level with yours as his hips start to move again with the same reckless rhythm as before. He felt deeper now, punching parts of your insides that you knew no other man would ever be able to do.
Your hips were slightly raised from the angle, giving him just the right angle to hit the spot inside of you that made you see stars. When he saw your jaw go slack, silent moans escaping your mouth because every devastating thrust forced the air from your lungs — he knew he was doing well.
He laughed, the sound coming out broken from the exertion. The wetness between your legs was loud and sloppy now each time his hips met yours — needy and wanting. His cock faired no better inside of you, flooding and coating your walls with copious amounts of precum as he began to near his end.
He wanted to cum with you, so he held off and focused his thrusts on making you reach your peak. He knew you were close too as he felt your velvet walls beginning to clench, trying so very desperately to drag him in and keep him there. As if he wanted to leave right now.
He was so lost in it, so lost in you, that he briefly forgot why he was mad. It did not matter anymore, because at the very least you had come back with him — at least he was the only man for you. He would be damned before he let any other man out perform him, or even let them get their hands on you in the first place.
You were his, and he was equally yours.
"C-Close, Lu~!" You gasped out, your back arching as you clawed at the sheets beneath you. Luffy nodded, whimpering as he told you he was close as well.
His hips picked up the pace, desperately trying to find your peak so he could finally fill you up. His thrusts were uneven as the wild tempo began to falter, his cock throbbing in your scorching depths as if it were pleading with him.
You cried out his name as his head fell to your shoulder with a shuddering whine, cumming around his cock hard. Your walls squeeze him tightly, so perfectly, that he could only manage a few more erratic thrusts before he was spilling inside of you with shuddering thighs — biting into your shoulder to leave a mark as he does.
The two of you stayed there for a moment, basking in the feel of each other before he pulled out slowly, shuddering from the feeling of his cock dragging inside of you, and dropped your legs — rolling off of you to lay beside you.
He stared up at the ceiling, panting and blissed out, "Sorry," He muttered, finally apologizing for what happened at the store.
"No, you really aren't."
He wasn't. And honestly, you weren't really complaining because of how well you just got fucked by him.
His arm opened for you so you could cuddle with him, but you needed to get up first. He blinked at you as you got up as if you just told him you were executing him by morning, completely betrayed.
"Sorry. Need to use the bathroom first. A UTI is the last thing I need."
He blinked again as he watched you go, searching his brain for whatever that meant. Somehow, it came to the most outlandish conclusion that quite literally made zero sense for the context of what you said. But it's Luffy, so it wasn't the most shocking.
His brows furrowed as he jolts up, practically jumping out of bed to chase after you.
"UTI? Is that the name of another guy?! HEY! WAIT!"
NSFW alphabet headcanons for Ace (big thanks to @punkcorazon for the help when i was stuck :3)
CW: NSFW (MDNI)
𖤐 A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He gets tired very fast after all is said and done, but he always does his best to make sure you're ok and have anything you need before falling asleep
He'll stay up cause he knows the second he lays down he'll fall asleep. But he'll offer to get you water, clean you up, help with any sore muscles, etc
Once he's sure you're all good he'll finally lay down and cuddle up to you
𖤐 B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s
On himself, his hips. Lots of flexibility and strength there for him
On you, your hands. He just loves when you touch him, its a little reminder that you truly do love and want him.
𖤐 C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Ace's favorite is coming inside. Weather its your mouth or your hole, he always wants to do it inside you
Though of course he wont if you dont want him to. Then he'll settle for coming on your thighs or stomach
𖤐 D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He REALLLY wants to fuck you while you wear nothing but his hat
You took it once and wore it as a joke and ever since then it’s basically all he can think about
𖤐 E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Not much, but not none. maybe 1 or 2 hooks up in the past but that's it
He definitely knows what he's doing and is very quick to learn what you like and dont like
𖤐 F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Mating press. Its everything he loves about missionary; being able to see all the expressions you make, being able to kiss you, the skin-to-skin contact, but its even better cause all his thrusts hit so much deeper and he gets to feel your legs begin to shake on his shoulders when you're close
𖤐 G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
It depends on the mood, 9 times out of 10 he will be cracking jokes the entire time cause he loves hearing you laugh
But during the times when its much more intimate he'll be a lot more serious
𖤐 H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
I dont think Ace would shave. Of course he would if you wanted him to but other than that he wouldn't really care to touch it. Maybe if he thought it was getting out of hand but again its a big maybe.
He also wouldn't care if you shaved either. He just thinks body hair is natural for everyone so why would he care if you have it or not?
𖤐 I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
If ace is in love he is going to be LOUD about it, yall got together and the entire crew knew about it not even an hour later because he would not stop going on and on about it
So yeah he fucks but he is also more than capable of making love. Usually it happens on special occasions (anniversary, birthdays, after dates, etc).
But sometimes he gets in a mood where he just NEEDS to take you soft and slow so he can worship your body for hours on end while he tells you every thing he loves about you
𖤐 J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
His sex drive is relatively high, so if its been awhile since you've had sex and he doesn't have access to you at the moment he will absolutely jerk off to the thought of you
Oh and expect him to tell you about it too once he sees you
𖤐 K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Temperature play. He loves using his devil fruit powers to warm up his fingers or tongue and watching you squirm from the little bit or heat
Praise (giving and receiving). He talks you through it, telling you how good you’re doing, how well you take him, how pretty you look, he does not shut up. But tell him how good he feels inside you, how handsome he is, etc, and his brain short circuits for a second and he goes bright red.
Breeding kink. Not because he wants to get you pregnant (if thats possible) but because its like hes marking you as his. cause like holy shit you ARE his. you chose HIM. and he honestly cant belive it at times
𖤐 L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Ace is not picky so he’ll pretty much fuck you wherever. his overall favorite is definitely his or your cabin on the ship, it’s just the most comfortable
𖤐 M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Wearing anything of his. He loves little reminders that you truly do love and want him and you wearing his clothes is one of his favorites
Almost any form of physical contact. Cuddling, holding hands, kissing, etc. He can’t get enough
𖤐 N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything that could actually hurt you. Hes totally fine with some light spanking and maybe even a hand around your throat, but anything other than that is a mega no.
While ace does love the thrill of doing it somewhere you could get caught, he would NEVER involve other people in your relationship. You're his and he wants you all to himself
𖤐 O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Ace is a giver and no one can change my mind, he gives head like its his job. He always wants to make you cum on his tongue at least once before he fucks you, though usually it ends up being more like 2 or 3
He likes receiving too because he likes watching you give it. The sight of you so willing and eager to please him is something he'll never get tired of
𖤐 P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends really. most of the time its going to be a mix of the two. He likes to tease so he'll usually start slow but will end up getting faster and rougher
But there are times where he just wants to take you soft and slow.
Quickies are what usually end up being fast and rough
𖤐 Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Ace likes a good quickie, but he prefers sex where he can really take his time with you. That is he'll never say no to a quick round here and there
𖤐 R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Ace loves a good risk and he is always happy to experiment with you
One of his favorites is semi-public sex. Dragging you into an alley behind a bar, taking you down in the hold of the Moby Dick, against the door in his cabin where someone could walk by and hear, etc
He is also very open to experimenting with new things, as long as it doesn’t cross either of your boundaries. A new position? Of course! A new kink? Let’s do it! he will also suggest new things he wants to try VERY enthusiastically
𖤐 S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Ace has very good stamina. Like much of the other One Piece men he can easily go multiple rounds
But he would much prefer 1-2 longer rounds where he can take his time with you rather than 3-4 short rounds
𖤐 T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
i don’t think he'd own any toys, but he'd have no problem using them together if you wanted to
𖤐 U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Ace is a TEASEEEE. He thinks it’s the cutest thing ever when you get all worked up because of him
He’ll tease you in public by whispering in your ear all the stuff he wants to do when your alone, resting his hand just a little to high on your thigh, etc. He’s got a filthy mouth and he knows how to use it against you
𖤐 V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Lots of deep moans and groans, this man is loud and proud. He loves letting you know just how good you make him feel from the noises he makes
He likes to talk you through it to. Loves telling you how good you make him feel, how pretty you are, how good your doing, etc
𖤐 W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He is a sucker for 69ing. Getting to be between you're thighs WHILE you suck him off? he gets hard just thinking about it
𖤐 X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Around 5 inches soft, 6.5 inches hard and on the slightly thicker side, but not overly big. He also has a prominent vein on the underside of his shaft that is VERY sensitive
He has some freckles scattered about down there too
𖤐 Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Relatively high, maybe like a 7/10. He just loves the comfort and closeness of intimacy and the companionship he has with you so he wants to be with you often
𖤐 Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
This man literally falls asleep WHILE eating, the second his head hits the pillow he's OUT
But because of this he pretty much refuses to lay down until after he's taken care of you, he would feel bad if he fell asleep without making sure you're ok first
Thank you for reading!!! If there is a character you would like me to make one of these for feel free to send me an ask for them! You can look at my pinned post to see what fandoms I’m the most into rn :)
