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"mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the prettiest of them all?" โ ft. Buggy the clown
WC: 2452 words
A/N: i got so carried away with this one that i think it's my best one in the series.
CW: nsfw, dom!Buggy x sub!fem!reader, mirror sex, knife play, begging, blowjob, deep throat, choking, creampie, creative use of powers, dirty talk, fingering, praises, punishment, rough sex, size kink, squirting, vaginal sex
it was one of those hot summer days. Big Top is moored to the shore of some unnamed island, after Buggy's crew managed to plunder one of the marine fleet's ship. while his crew is busy making camp, Buggy is strutting alongside the shore to give orders to his men.
suddenly, a loud commotion captures Buggy's attention. "what is going on in here??", he shouts to his men. "we have a problem, captain Buggy. it seems there were some slaves on that marine ship", Cabaji answers while dragging four of those out of a cage. "slaves? on a marine ship? what in the flash?", Buggy snaps looking at the scared women.
"we are not slaves! we were captured by the admiral because he thought we were stealing food from his ship", you said angrily. Buggy then takes a closer look at you and starts to laugh: "oh, so you're thieves! even worse than pirates!"
"i'd rather be called a thief than identify as a stupid-looking pirate with a big, red nose!", you reply hastily. you realize the whole crew becomes silent and watches carefully for their captain's reaction.
"did you... just call... my nose... STUPID??" Buggy eyes you, his gaze turning darker and his breath becoming heavier. you can clearly see his face turning red with anger, and the rest of the men cowering in fear.
"are you also deaf or are you just stupid?" you address him mockingly. you clearly can't take this guy seriously. just look at his stupid clothes and his stupid crew. "y/n, shut it! he's gonna kill you!", one of the other girls whispers behind your back.
"you think you're funny, don't you?" Buggy snorts, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. he slowly moves towards you as he takes out four knives. he carefully raises them to your face, perfectly aligning their tips to your throat.
"having such a big, flashy mouth will only bring you pain." he then takes a closer look at you and something clicks in his eyes. "such a pretty face for a thief. i wonder if it has ever seen a scratch", he whispers in a deep voice while tracing one of the knives alongside your cheek.
the fine tip of the blade cuts your sensitive skin, just below your left eye. you whimper in fear, as you feel a burning sensation while something hot is slowly pouring down your cheek. Buggy looks at your terrified face, while he's licking his lips. only now do you notice the grin on his face getting wider, as he looks at you with manic eyes.
"captain, these are clearly some poor women, we should strand them on this godforsaken island. it's clear they don't have anything of value to loot", Mohji tries to calm Buggy down. he turns to his crew to give them new orders, but he's still eyeing you as he speaks. "buggy pirates, we make camp here for the next few days. try to find some food and take all the precious loot from the captured ship. we'll leave these thieves to rot in here flashily, but lock them up before we leave. i don't want any burglars running around." as he concludes his speech, Buggy gestures to Mohji to take you and your friends back in the cage.
"not this one", Buggy gestures towards you as Mohji takes you by the chains you wear around your wrists. "she'll be coming with me." your heart instantly sinks at the sound of this egomaniac's words. is he going to kill you? toss you in the ocean while handcuffed? you can't help but wonder that whatever it is, it's going to be worse than being stranded on an unknown island.
you try to fight him with your fists, but all your effort is futile. he's just too imposing for you and his strong grip is eating away at your arm's flesh. "you should really keep this energy for what comes next, you little brat!", he shouts. you start to regret running your mouth without thinking earlier.
Buggy brings you into what you assume is his private chamber. the room is spacious and you see all sorts of circus stuff laying around. for a second, you try to look for an escape route, or a weapon, but nothing catches your attention. "there's really no use to try to escape now. you're lucky i didn't take your head flashily back there for what you said about my nose." Buggy confesses as he lays down his knives.
"you... cut me!" you say with a hint of hate in your voice. Buggy turns around to face you, his eyes dark again. "you needed to be taught a lesson. it's clear to me you're nothing but a brat that happened to be caught by an admiral." he then takes you by the chains and urges you towards a big mirror on the wall. "thought i might show you it's not that big of a deal." he says, as he wipes away the dry blood on your cheek with his hand.
you are absolutely frozen under Buggy's gentle touch. what is going on? one minute ago he wanted to kill you, and now... he wipes off your blood? the blood that he drew? you've never been so confused in your whole life. yet-... yet something intrigues you.
"why didn't you kill me out there?" you ask. "i had enough blood on my hands with that marine ship without killing a lying scum such as yourself." Buggy replies, this time calmly. "lying...?" you're so confused!
"you're no thief. frankly, you're no pirate, either. and there's no pleasure in killing... normal people. you're just lucky i fulfilled my blood thirst for today", Buggy continues, as he tries to wipe away more of the new rushing blood on your cheek. "then why bring me here, and not my friends? you've demonstrated how tough of a captain you are by just cutting me. what do you want from me?" you daringly continue.
suddenly, Buggy shifts his whole attention from the bruise on your face directly to your eyes. "it's my turn to demonstrate i'm no liar, compared to you. i told you that big mouth of yours is only gonna bring you pain, so now i have to keep my promise." his low voice almost sounds like a growl, and something inside you shifts as he takes one of his knives again. he quickly grabs your handcuffed hands from behind, while holding the knife to your throat once more. his movement is so rapid, you didn't have time to realize what just happened.
Buggy towers over you, his big hand having you locked in such a way you can't move a muscle. he slowly turns you around to face the mirror, while carefully holding the knife in front of your throat. he has a theory about you, and just wants to test it.
"now then... do you really want to see what this stupid pirate can do or are you gonna be a flashy brat?" he pushes the tip of his knife harder as he accentuates that last part.
you're stunned by what this insane clown is making you go through. for a second, though, you feel your core twitch in anticipation of what's gonna come next. you're absolutely terrified of Buggy, but you're also so turned on by what he has done to you. does this make you a masochist? or maybe you're just insane like Buggy.
"i-... i want to live. please, i'll do anything! just don't hurt my friends, please!" you beg in a shaky voice. "negotiating, i see." Buggy giggles. "that's more like it. but it's still not enough." he motions his knife slowly between your breasts. you can feel the heat emanating from his body and something hard beginning to grow behind your back.
you can't help but feel this burning sensation in your belly. is it because of the adrenaline? no, most definitely not. Buggy just makes you horny. you feel disgusted with yourself. but Buggy reads you so well, so fast.
"i know you like this, i can see it right there, in your pretty eyes", he motions with his head towards your reflection. it's the first time you're actually looking at yourself in that dusty mirror and you see it, too. that needy look on your face. the need to be filled by something...
you shift your gaze towards the man behind you. Buggy's eyes are almost black with desire, his intense stare locked on your body. he traces all of your curves with his knife.
"use it", you find yourself whispering, as you place your right hand over his, guiding his knife towards your shirt's buttons.
something flickers in Buggy's hungry gaze and he starts to devilishly grin again. he doesn't waste time. with a surgeon's precision, he cuts through all of the buttons in one, swift move. you can feel his heavy breath in the nape of your neck, as he takes in the sight of your newly released breasts.
"you're such a tease", he whispers in your ear as your pussy clenches around nothing and you whimper. you can clearly feel his cock twitching between your buttcheeks. "you're so hard already after only seeing my tits?" you nag him.
"don't push your luck with me, brat! you know exactly what you're doing." Buggy starts to circle one of your nipples with his knife, watching it as it hardens. you get chill bumps and a cold shiver traverses your whole body. Buggy lets go of your chains, throws the knife on the floor, and moves his hand towards your needy cunt. you can't help but watch as this man completely takes control over your frozen body.
"so wet already after only a knife play?" he returns your banter.
his middle finger slowly rubs your clit, as he parts your folds with his index and ring finger. you feel your body tense up under Buggy's touch. you also get a sense of just how large his hands are and you let out a loud moan as your mind wanders at the inches he's hiding in his pants.
"so... no more cutting?" you let out a cheeky one. Buggy fixates you with an intense stare yet again. "it would be a shame if that big mouth of yours wouldn't be used properly." he pushes you down to your knees, as he starts to unzip his pants. you gulp with fear, but also with excitement as you wait for Buggy to take out his cock. oh, and what a beautiful one, indeed!
you're left in awe when you first see it. so big and veiny and throbbing. his tip a dark pink, almost so dark it resembles his red nose. and you can clearly see the glistening pre-cum coming out at the end. "don't look so surprised, brat. i'm sure it can fit your pretty mouth." he smirks as he takes his cock and starts rubbing it on the tip of your lips.
"open up. more. stick your tongue all the way out", Buggy urges you as you comply obediently. he slowly places his cock on your warm tongue while you struggle to take him in fully. tears are coming down your cheeks as he fucks your throat with such force, you feel like it's on fire.
"told you talking too much is gonna bring you pain!" he taunts you while you struggle to breathe through your nose. your pussy is dripping wet, your juices all over the floor. "now be a good girl and play with yourself so daddy can see you in that mirror", Buggy instructs you as if he was reading your mind. you feel so violated, how did he even notice your wetness?
you start playing with your pussy, so desperately trying to reach your climax. "now now, not so fast. wouldn't you like to cum on daddy's dick?" Buggy stops you mid orgasm. he frees your mouth after what seemed like hours. you feel your throat burning and you're coughing uncontrollably. Buggy makes you face the mirror once more, on all fours.
"let's see... shall i indulge you? do you think you deserve it?" he whispers in your ear, while squeezing your throat. "yes, pl-.. please!" you answer in a raspy voice.
"please what?"
"p-... please... daddy!"
you were never prepared for what came next. Buggy rams his soaking cock deep inside you, so powerful that you scream in a flustered voice. he continues to pound you without giving you any chance to regain your breath. "slower, please!" you squirm under his body weight. "you're so big!"
"i can't hear you!" Buggy denies you. "you're so fucking big, please!"
Buggy stops his manic episode of thrusting and continues at a much slower pace. you feel your pussy so swollen, yet it's so wet it's already dripping onto Buggy's cock. "please, let me finish! i can't take this any longer!" you squeal as he pins your hips down.
"only if you let me finish on those bouncy tits of yours", he lets out a ragged breath. you nod your head while looking at his reflection in that nasty mirror. you see Buggy detaching his right hand and placing it between your shaking thighs, while still holding your delicious hip with the other hand.
your brain freezes for a moment as you watch the impossible in the mirror. "you... have powers??"
"if you mean Devil Fruit powers, yes. but i got all sorts of other powers", he laughs with hunger in his voice. you can't help but moan again and again as he circles your swollen clit. he also picks up the pace again and you feel like you're fainting. it doesn't take long before you cum, squirting onto Buggy's thick cock.
"now that's a surprise!" Buggy smirks as he watches your juices gushing out of your cunt. cock in his hand, he turns you around again to face his toned body, as he let's himself off. "fuck! i'm cumming!" he grunts, throwinghis head back as hot spurts of seed paint your perky tits. you let him finish while your cunt and throat are aching, both so swollen. you feel so spent, so dirty, but you look up at Buggy and all you can do is smile.
"look at this beautiful mess! never would have guessed you were a squirter," you hear him say. "such a needy lil' brat", Buggy says as he swipes some blood from the earlier bruise on your face. "hope you learned your lesson today."
"yeah, never taunt a stupid clown-pirate cause i might have a good time." you wink at Buggy and he starts laughing so sincerely.
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food play - vinsmoke sanji x f!reader one-shot smut
pairings: sanji x f!reader -- masterlist
wc: 3.5k
song recommendation: daydream in blue by i monster
warnings/summary: MDNI 18 + food play, sensual, oral sex, p in v, teasing
an: not proofread. SANJI KUUUN!!! finally something other than Zoro smut, mb. i had fun writing this one
it was late on the ship. maybe past midnight, when you woke up feeling peckish. you rubbed your eyes, trying to gain the motivation to swing your legs out of bed and slug your way to the kitchen.
once you finally did, you left out for the deck, the cold wind brushing against your face, waking you up a bit more. you noticed Zoro sleeping against the mast; his light snores could be heard as you passed him.
the light was on in the kitchen, not very odd for this late. Sanji is usually in and out of the kitchen throughout the night, whether that's keeping the food protected from a literal God, trying new recipes, or getting breakfast started for the crew.
the smell of something sweet caught wind, floating directly into your nose. it smelled of chocolate, maybe some fresh herbs, and melting sugar.
the wooden door felt cold against your palm as you pressed it open. Sanji was facing the door in a simple white t-shirt and his pink apron. he was cutting up some strawberries when he looked up and made eye contact with you.
"mon cheri, everything alright?" he softly asked, never putting down the knife.
you were the newest to join the crew. you've been riding with the straw hats for about a month now, learning the ins and outs of being a pirate and sailing the seas.
a certain blonde-haired pirate took a liking to you fast. he prepared a welcome aboard banquet, made sure you had company during the late nights you stood on the deck. most importantly, he treated you with respect and always made sure that everything was okay.
no matter the circumstance or the time of day, Sanji was always such a gentleman. it was almost like it was written in his bones. speaking of that, he doesn't have a single bad bone in his body. sure, there are days when he and Zoro fight, or when he has to protect the crew during a fight, but for more than 90% of the time, he is the softest person you have ever met.
"yes, thank you Sanji-kun, i'm just here for some water," you smiled, walking up to him. "i can get it myself."
Sanji was surely efficient with kitchen gadgets, especially his knives. he was flawless to say the least. the knife chopped away the strawberries with precision. as soon as one was done, he would quickly grab another one and repeat, never breaking eye contact.
"nonsense y/n swan, let me handle that. do you want any fresh fruit in it? strawberries? cucumber? perhaps a lemon? any ice? oh maybe you'd prefer some hot tea," he questions, moving through the shelves of the cabinet, looking for tea bags.
"oh no, Sanji, its alright, just some tap water is okay."
"just tap water for a beautiful lady? we got purified mon cheri," he sings, spinning around and pouring a cup of cold water that was purifying in the fridge.
"thank you, Sanji-kun," you responded, your hands brushing lightly against his during the exchange. you walked over to the other side of him, leaning against the counter, watching.
Sanji smiles and returns to cutting up more fruits and herbs. he pulled out a bowl, mixing the cut strawberries with the other mixed berries to cover in chocolate. he plated them nicely, garnishing them with finely cut mint, and topped them off with a bit of whipped cream.
he wiped around the plate, making sure it was perfectly cleared of any cream or frosting, before he dusted graham crackers over them. the cook spun towards you, with a covered strawberry between his fingers.
"please, let me," he divulged, bringing it up to your mouth. "they are better when they're frozen, not as messy, but still taste as great."
you opened your mouth, waiting for Sanji to pop in the strawberry. his fingers laid the fruit on your tongue as you closed your mouth tightly around his digits, swirling.
a red blush crept up on Sanji's cheeks, his eyes slightly widening, before relaxing into a darker shade. Sanji struggled to say anything, as his mouth hung slightly open. however, you could've sworn you heard the tiniest whimper from him.
your warm mouth and wet tongue licking the desert off of his fingers. it fueled a certain fire. as quick as it happened, it was over. you opened your mouth as Sanji's spotless fingers retreated.
"wow, Sanji, they taste amazing," you compliment. his unwavering smile never faltered as he reached for the plate of evenly portioned fruit. "may i have another?"
"of course," Sanji widened his smile, licking his fingers clean of the chocolate fruit he grabbed for himself.
as you picked up another one, whipped cream landed in your cleavage. Sanji's eyes instantly followed the fallen cream, then back up to your fingers, swirling them around in your mouth, removing them with an audible pop.
Sanji leaned into your ear, his arms blocking you in on both sides. his muscles peaking through his white tee. his hot breath tickled just below your ear, as his lips brushed against the top of it.
"keep licking things like that, i don't know if i can just stand here and watch."
next came a brief moment of silence. the air felt thick as you tried to clear your throat of the lump forming. Sanji's lips never leave your ear, as he starts to move his hand to your thigh.
his warm hand squeezed just below your shorts, holding himself there, like he was awaiting approval. his other hand played with your fingertips, lacing them between his own.
"push me away, mon cheri, if you don't want this," he breathes, kissing down your neck, under your ear. hot sloppy kisses. his tall figure towers over you, as you melt into his mouth.
you don't push him away, of course, you wouldn't.
i mean, there were days you wanted him just as much.
your moment of pleasure was interrupted as Sanji picked you up under your thighs and placed you on the counter. he stood between your legs, now eye level with you.
Sanji lowered his head to your breasts, lightly sucking, swirling his tongue in your cleavage, licking up the whipped cream. he continued his work across your collarbone, sucking and nipping, surely leaving his mark.
you tangled your hands in his hair, and his hand reached up into your shorts, holding you close. his fingers danced lightly across your skin, sending shivers down your body.
he lifts up your leg, pushing it into your body as he propels you onto your elbows on the counter, his body leaning closely into yours.
the cook continued his work of kissing your neck and chest, making sure to love every inch of your exposed skin.
you gently push Sanji back to simply take off your tank top. Sanji took this time to do the same, leaving him in his slacks, his heart boxers peaking out from the waistband.
Sanji was especially fit. you rarely get to bask in his shirtless glory, as he is always in full layers. his muscles contracted and shifted; his happy trail and lightly haired chest gave color to his pale body.
this man was exceptionally hot. everything from his phsychique, to his fashion and love of cooking, to his gentleness and love for women. his arm muscles flexed as he repositioned himself against you. his fallen hair lay against your forehead.
you reached up with one hand and traced his defined shoulders and neck, resting behind his ear and in his hair.
you pulled him into you, his body leaning over the counter into yours. the noticeable bulge pressed against your core, activating those butterflies. you connected your lips with his, licking just below his lip, giving him a little nip.
Sanji leaned you all the way back. the counter was cold, and the sensation brought you back to reality as you finally took in what was actually happening.
the sudden exposure of your chest, almost instinctively, caused you to cover, embarrassed. Sanji took notice quickly, grabbing your hands with his and pushing them lightly into the counter.
"why are you covering up y/n? you're beautiful. i can't believe i get to taste you, feel you. i want to bathe in your grandeur, mon cheri."
Sanji's hand advanced behind you, grabbing the can of whipped cream from the counter. he sprayed the can into his mouth, then asked you to open yours, spraying a bit into you.
the cool feeling of the cream covered your nipples next and trailed down to your shorts. Sanji's half-lidded eyes held hunger and lust. he never knew how much he craved you until you were here, late at night, sucking chocolate off his fingers. a fire burning his chest.
"Sanji, what if someone walks in?" you worry, taking in the fact that you're shirtless with whipped cream on you, on the counter of the ship's kitchen.
he leans down next to your ear, sucking lightly on your lobe. "i know everyone's schedules, no one will be up for another two hours. i knew you get up around this time, so i decided to come in before you to find you here," he hums.
your toes curl at the sudden confession. Sanji knows all that? is that why he magically appears when you wander into the kitchen this late? was he waiting for a moment to make an advancement?
"just relax, baby," the whispers, the new pet name making you feel that type of way.
Sanji trails his mouth from your ear to your breasts. he lightly nibbles, picking up the strawberry as his teeth gaze at your hardened nipple. you instinctively rolled your body into him, your cores connecting together.
the cook lets out a husky moan, almost like he wasn't expecting the sudden contact. his tongue laps around your bud, swirling up the whipped cream.
his tongue feels amazing, caressing around your nipple, making sure to give his full attention. he repeats the same option around your other, his teeth grazing against your nipple again. you continue to roll into him.
"hmm, mademoiselle, you taste delectable. may i indulge more?" he steps back, asking. his hands find their way to your side, tickling you, holding you in place as he repositioned himself to slide down your belly, sucking up the whipped cream.
his fingers left sparks along your body, created by his heat and love as they glided down to the waist of your shorts. Sanji pulled your shorts down, leaving you exposed.
Sanji traced the outline of your pussy with his fingers, feeling your already wet core. his long, thin fingers lapping up your juices. his eyes never leaving yours as he popped his fingers into his mouth, a strand of saliva connecting as he removed them.
"please, Sanji," you moan, rolling your naked crotch against his.
"please, what princess? you need to use your words," he murmurs, turning around and grabbing ice cream from the freezer. dolaping a scoop on your clit.
the cold sensation instantly caused a reaction, as you felt the ice cream start to melt between your folds.
"please rub me, make me feel good," you cry, lurching your pussy to his face.
Sanji lets out a low chuckle, rubbing the insides of your thighs.
"with pleasure, mon cheri." he kisses your thigh, your body jolting to his touch. "you are so hot y/n chan. i love how your body reacts to my touch."
you whimper, wanting more contact and needing him elsewhere. Sanji got the hint, moving his face back up to your clit, slurping the cream that melted down your pussy.
Sanji's tongue curled around your bud, flicking back and forth as he made out with your fiery heat. lewd sounds filled the room, mixed with the sound of his slurping and your breathy moans.
"mmm, yes Sanji, you feel so good," you moan, riding his tongue for your high, that you feel start to build in your lower region.
Sanji inserts a finger into your hole, thrusting in and out as his tongue continues to work on you. he adds another thin finger to the mix, stretching you out a bit more. he curls against your spongey spot, your back arching off the counter as you press your clit onto his tongue.
"ahhh, Sanji, im close," you cry, your legs wrapping around his head, squeezing against his damp blonde hair.
he lets out a low moan, enjoying being buried between your legs. the cook continues to work his magic, slurping every inch of you as you ride your orgasm on, holding onto his head for dear life.
something about almost being suffocated by thighs turns Sanji on even more.
you continue to ride out your orgasm, Sanji's fingers thrusting slower and slower, engulfed by your clenching pussy, almost begging him to leave his fingers there. when he removed himself, Sanji popped his fingers back into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them.
"dare i say, m'selle? you taste divine." your heart literally melts, and the butterflies return. you could swear your pussy pulsated at his words.
the light cast a deep shadow along Sanji's abs as he stood up, towering over your body that lay still on the counter, tired and overstimulated.
"thank you for dessert, mon cheri, i had an amazing time," he smiles, wiping his mouth before grabbing a clean dish towel to clean you up.
once you caught your breath, you stood up, getting down off the counter. you stood in front of Sanji, your hands pressed flat against his hairy chest, as you pushed him back into the booth behind him.
Sanji sprawled out, his legs spreading as you sat between them. you gripped his belt, eager to pull his pants down and free his aching cock. his hair was all messy, some sticking to his forehead, some sticking out and about.
"not so fast, pretty boy, it's my turn to divulge," you smirk, pulling his belt off.
Sanji's face showed complete and utter love-drunk. he loves it when a woman takes charge. how you decide you'd pushed him down. he loves that you want to please him just as much.
"ah shit, this is fucking hot," he revere. his arms lay across the top of the booth seat as he readjusted himself, leaning back and pushing his hips forward and up for you to take off his pants.
his slacks, for the most part, came down with no resistance. what was left was his strong, muscular legs. there was no doubt that this man had dangerously strong legs; even when relaxing, they peek through his skin, begging for attention.
"my eyes are up here, princess," he coos, moving a strain of hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear.
Sanji stares into your eyes. they are watery, a little red around the circle. your lids perfectly covered half your eyes, giving the best puppy dog face as you looked up at him. followed by a burning red blush that crept up on your cheeks.
"its hard to not look, your muscles are quite literally sublime," you praise, rubbing your hands along his muscular thighs, massaging the tense muscles.
you could feel every ripple and coil under your fingertips, happy with the tensing. a noticeable twitch under his boxers as you spoke, caressing his body.
Sanji let out a contented sigh, allowing his body to soften as he sank into the booth. his muscles followed suit. his body needs this, being so tense with being cooped up in Baratie, and now sailing the ocean.
"does this feel nice, Sanji?" you question. his body quite literally yearned for your touch. you move your hands around his waistline, pulling the heart boxers down enough for his cock to spring out, slapping against his belly.
he lets out a soft hum, nodding in agreement. "yes, princess, don't stop." Sanji closes his eyes, allowing you to take control.
you stood up and grabbed the whipped cream, spray it on his tip. his member twitching at the contact, and Sanji lets out a hiss.
"i bet you taste amazing, Sanji kun," you smirk, before dragging your lips along his shaft, never breaking eye contact.
Sanji laces his hands in your hair, loosely holding on. the tension was starting to rise as you were swirling your tongue around his tip. Sanji instinctively trusted himself, pushing into your hot mouth.
"fuck, y/n chan, sorry baby girl," he apologizes, settling back down in his seat.
you take him in your mouth fully. you place your hands on his thighs, grounding him as he bottoms out in your throat. you rub soft circles into his hip bone, occasionally reaching up and trailing his abs to his peck, flicking his nipples.
vulgar slurps filled the air, his balls smacking your chin when he lightly thrusts. his breathy moans play a light background noise to accompany the lewd act.
"hmm, just like that, princess, you feel amazing," he breathes, slowing you down as he makes slow, deliberate thrusts into you. he rolled his hips with such care and tenderness, making sure he felt every inch of your mouth around him.
the booth shifted below Sanji as he rolled his head back against the booth, his mouth hung open, trying to keep his composure.
your eyes started to form tears, your nose became a little runny, and your cheeks flushed with a pink hue.
his toes curl as you stroke him, rolling his balls lightly in your hand, then taking one in your mouth.
his body felt heavy, especially his member, as he arrived closer to his edge. he thrusted fast for a moment, holding you in place as he grinded out a few more pumps inside of your mouth.
"mon cheri, let's stop. i want to cum in your immersive pussy," he mewls, pulling you up from his legs and onto his body. you pussy lies on top of his, his seed leaking out of his twitching, aching cock.
Sanji's defined arms wrap around you, grabbing your ass and squeezing, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. you easily allowed him to enter your mouth. you leaned up off your knees that were on either side of him and pressed yourself to him. your breasts pressed to his face.
the cook left bites all over your chest, loving the opportunity to fondle your amazing friends.
he reaches down and starts to knead your bud, dragging his fingers along your folds.
your head found a spot in his neck as you lined yourself up with him, his little more than average member teasing your entrance.
hands quickly found your hips, pushing you down, connecting the both of you.
Sanji rocked you back and forth, letting you both adjust to the sudden overstimulation. rocking was the best part, you could feel all of Sanji, and he was hitting the g spot oh so well.
once you started to pick up the pace, Sanji guided your body up and down flawlessly, moving his member to meet you.
your eyes stared down at his chest and arms, the muscles flexing and working overtime, his breath catching more often than not. Sanji's eyes were fixated on the point of contact where your pussy swallowed his member.
you raked your nails along his back when he curled his thrusts into you, his hot breath whimpered beside your ear, leaving sloppy mouth kisses along your neck.
"ah Sanji, im close," you cry. he continues to rub your clit, making sure to massage you really well.
"im going to cum too, y/n, just keep rocking those pretty hips. you feel heavenly, mon cheri," he whines, letting our multiple grunts as his pace picked up, rubbing and thrusting into you faster
with a few final thrusts, Sanji feels you clench around him, his swollen pink cock swallowed whole by your pretty pussy. his seed spills out of you, pooling on his base below.
you collapse on top of him, your bodies sticking together as you catch your breath.
Sanji starts to rub designs along your back, engulfing your body in his muscular frame. he kissed your forehead, humming lightly.
"i felt like i was just touched by an angelic creature," he murmurs, playing with your hair. "thanks for the treat, angel,"
you both lay there for a moment, regaining your composure. Sanji requests a shower, offering an invitation that you gladly accept, throwing on your clothes briefly to walk out of the kitchen.
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"mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the prettiest of them all?" โ ft. Roronoa Zoro
WC: 1442 words
A/N: i think we all love a bit of steamy, drunk sex with our favorite swordsman ;)
CW: nsfw, dom!Zoro x sub!fem!reader, mirror sex, dirty talk, teasing, punishment, rough sex, vaginal sex, teasing, praises, size kink, spanking
casual saturday night, when the strawhats gather round on the deck to enjoy Sanji's exquisite dinner. you find yourself between two hungry animals - Chopper and Luffy - fighting for what seems to be the last bit of dessert. you laugh with the rest of the crew as you slowly move towards the bar to grab yet another beer.
as you enter the kitchen, a tall, muscular figure stands between you and the bar. he turns around, gulping at what seems to be the last bit of ale from one particular barrel.
"oops, might have finished that barrel, my bad!" he says mockingly. you feel a vein pulsing on your neck as you try to keep your composure. "why are you always doing that, Zoro?" you lash out to him. "every saturday it's the same thing. you know i really enjoy that beer!"
his look changes at the sound of your words and Zoro looks genuinely sorry. "ok, you're right. i'm sorry, woman. but maybe i can make it up to you this time", he says. you barely have time to take a step back when Zoro suddenly pins you to the wall and kisses you so forcefully. you're trying to fight him, but it's no use, he's just too big for your small fists.
after what seems like a good, three-minute long kiss, Zoro takes a step back, watching you regain your breath and tells you bluntly: "hope you got a good taste of that last sip. and i promise i'll buy you your own barrel next week." he heads towards the door, but you let out a desperate cry: "don't go!".
Zoro stops mid-way through the kitchen and looks at you all puzzled. "there were numerous barrels you've emptied in the last couple of months. you really think a kiss is gonna stop my thirst?". you realize all the booze you had that night might have clouded your judgement, as you find yourself surprised by the words that just came out of your mouth.
intrigued by this turn of events, Zoro smirks and proceeds to step closer to you once more - this time with a hungry look in his eyes. you take a few steps back, wondering if there's any chance you can take back your stupid words. "Zoro, i didn't mean it in that way... i... what are you doing?" you melt under his gaze, as he towers over you.
"maybe a kiss won't stop your thirst for tonight... but what's coming next won't either", he whispers, as he grabs hold of your hips with his big hands. you feel the weight of his gaze, as you try to look away and find a way of escape. but to no avail. there's no chance you're running now.
"be a good girl now and go close that door, ok?", he says while tightening his grip on your hips. you're at a loss for words, but you really enjoy what's happening. you feel dizzy, but you know it will only get worse with Zoro later if you don't comply now.
"you know what? no! i can still be quick as a cat and outrun you!". it's already too late when you realize what a dumb thing you just said. before your brain even comprehends the whole running through the door, Zoro grabs you by the wrist before you even know it. you try to protest and fight again, but you feel his grip tightening around your wrist and eating through your fragile skin.
"feeling a lil' bratty tonight, aren't we?", he whispers in your ear. "please, Zoro, i didn't mean to say that, it's just the booze, y'know?" you try to negotiate, but you know deep down that you never really wanted to leave.
"just say the words and i'll let you go. i'm not forcing you to do anything. just say you're sorry you're a brat." he simply replies. you turn around to face him: "i'm sorry i was such a brat tonight... but maybe... i just need to be disciplined."
you're in awe of what continues to come out of your mouth! and Zoro seems to think the same. your reply completely took him by surprise and for a moment, he just freezes. you don't know what got into you, but seeing him so dominant tonight awakened something inside you. so you decide to just listen to what he said earlier and lock the kitchen door.
next thing you know, you're kissing Zoro so passionately, like you never kissed anyone before. granted, it must also be all the booze y'all had that night, but geez! this man knows how to play with your emotions.
"if i am to discipline you tonight, you might as well watch." Zoro lets out a grunt as you're both getting naked. he then grabs a chair from under the table and sets it closer to the far left corner of the room. "what are you doing?" you ask naively.
"i'm gonna sit and watch while you do all the work. that's your punishment." Zoro then starts to rub his aroused cock, as he turns you around to face a mirror sitting right behind the door. everything clicks then and there! "so you want me to suck you dry while you watch me in the mirror?"
"no, lil' brat. i want you to sit on my lap and watch yourself as i destroy that little pussy of yours!", Zoro answers as he licks his upper lip. you are speechless, but you immediately comply to Zoro's request.
you start by shaking your ass up and down his monstrous cock, coating it with your wetness. you feel your cunt so eager for this new experience, as you never felt so dirty in your whole life. Zoro just sits there, enjoying the show with the most evil grin you've ever seen.
after a few minutes of teasing, Zoro decides he waited enough and grabs you by the ass to lift you on top of his thighs. he sits you on his throbbing cock, letting you adjust to his size. before you know it, you're hopping on his cock like a rabbit in heat. loud moans escape your mouth, as cold sweat gathers on your back and legs from all the effort.
"that's a sight from heaven, right there, little brat." Zoro praises you from behind. "you're taking all of me so well tonight. face all flustered, your pussy so swollen already, such a pretty sight!". he reaches for your clit, rubbing circles around it, helping you reach for the climax you're wanting so much.
you feel your legs burning from all the effort, but you don't want this pleasure to end yet. "Zoro, please-.... i can't feel... legs... my legs", you whimper as you try to maintain the rhythm. Zoro grabs your hips and helps you lift your weight on his cock for what seems like hours. "alright, let's switch, you deserve this.", he says as he gets you down from his lap in one swift move.
you're already shaking, feeling all dizzy and flustered, but you know he's not done with you. not yet. you feel Zoro's hand guiding you in a doggy position on the chair, as he turns it around to face the mirror sideways. you take a peek at your reflections, as Zoro coats his tip with your pussy juices and rams you full force from behind. "aaah-... Zoro, you're so big!" you whimper as he thrusts you with a primal force.
"i know, but you're taking me so well. you're so wet, i can't control myself, baby." you feel his throbbing cock buried deep inside of you, his calloused fingers digging into your skin, as he fucks you relentlessly. "fuck! i'm cumming, baby!" Zoro tightens his grip as he reaches for his orgasm. you feel him filling your swollen cunt, your walls clenching around his cock while he's riding out his climax.
you turn your head to look in the mirror and see the hot fluids pouring out of your cunt. Zoro spanks your ass, taking in the sight of the mess he just delivered. "as i said... if you were thirsty so far, you should be dry by now." he grins, as you try to regain your senses.
you try to find your clothes just in time as someone is trying the door knob. you feel so grateful that you decided to lock the door last minute. as you both hurry to get dressed, you look Zoro straight in the eye. "you know what? i'm feeling so wet, that i might let you have a sip now." you taunt him playfully.
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woke up today a bit sweaty. turns out i had a dream where Zoro would not let me go out of his bed before having his way with me multiple times. i was so tired, but oh man, he had such stamina! pretty sure he wanted a new bed cause that old one must have been broken by the time he was done with me.
