༄ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ➢ One Piece
༄ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ ➢ Luffy x Fem!Reader; Zoro x Fem!Reader; Sanji x Fem!Reader; Law x Fem!Reader; Ace x Fem!Reeader
༄ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ➢ NSFW // Smut // MDNI!
༄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ➢ Cunnilingus on the couch on Luffy's, Dacryphilia on Zoro's, Sanji are their own warnings, Ace is a fucking tease, Porn w/o Plot, Somnophilia on Law's, Shit Writing, & Concerning contents.
༄ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ➢ 783 words, 4,149 characters.
༄ ᴀ|ɴ ➢ Do not transfer my works to any other platforms // this is my only account, will not be cross posted to any other sites or apps! Also MDNI, NSFW Content ahead <3
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—Honestly, does he even have the guts to do that? Yes he does, you just need to push him through it. Not that he's embarrassed to do it, it just doesn't fill his mind. So when you suggested to try something new, he agreed.
"(Name)..Is this just fine?.." A moment of silence flicked as his head raised from your now sensitive core.
You nodded and released a shaky 'yes' as he continued eating you out on the damn couch, you wrapped your legs onto his shoulders tightly as you felt a stream of pleasure pulsing on your lower half, before you finally release a loud moan just after you came.
—And, He'd be the type to ask if he's doing just fine every 30 seconds or so, either way you find yourselves on edge every time, that's just how he is.
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—You didn't even know how you two ended up in a position where your legs are wide open and his head is between your thighs, eating you out.
But you know something for sure, your eyes were tearing up from how good he was eating you. Just a moment ago, you had suggested that you and your boyfriend should try something new in bed, and it escalated too quick.
"Hey..Quit squirming too much and keep your legs open." He just had to remind you that you were the one who wanted this anyway, but you don't even have regrets.
—Zoro's the type to think he's dominating in bed (which do happen sometimes), but he ends up being a total sweetheart to you.
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—Do I even have to tell you that he's down to any idea you suggest as long as it's you who tell him it? Yes, and for sure he's not hesitating to make you feel good.
"(Name)! You taste just as sweet as your personality!" ...He would say that with hearts on his eyes, he isn't lying though, you do taste sweet.
He's just so obsessed with you, that was why he was the one who initiated on trying something new in a while, how could you say no to your boyfriend? You love him too much.
—Right after your session with each other, it's a guarantee that he will cook his best dishes for you, that is his way of saying that he loves you.
ʟᴀᴡ (ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴ )
—Are we even surprised that this man works late at night? You usually wait for him to return before you sleep, but unusually, he's later than he used to go home. This wasn't the first time, and it's definitely not the last.
Unfortunately for you, your drowsiness took you over and you fell asleep on your shared bed.
You woke up and being immediately shot with pleasure with your legs on your boyfriends shoulders eating you out. You don't complain, you just take it.
"Oh, hey..you're awake. How'd your sleep go?" He asked you with a small smirk as he went and continued lapping his tongue against your now puffy clit. Immense pleasure shot through you as he suddenly continued.
—You woke up in the morning and you couldn't look at him with a straight face, you were either blushing or looking down at the floor. You couldn't even bring yourself to ask him when he had come home, but you just continued with your day and snuggled with him on the couch. It definitely won't be the last time you experience that.
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—Yeah, he boldly asked you if you were willing to be eaten out by HIM. Sometimes his boldness makes you feel ashamed around him, and it's because he's the flirty type, it's not like you're complaining, he makes your stomach flutter every time he's around you. (reasonable i'd say)
So here you are, on your shared bed, being eaten out to your guts. He doesn't miss one spot and even bring his fingers to fuck your hole while nudging his nose on your clit. He's a fucking tease.
"You taste so good Mama's, we could've done this sooner if you were this desperate for me" Is he teasing you or just simply telling the truth? You couldn't tell, but you were enjoying his tongue lapping all over your pussy.
"Hey, it's still early to back out y'know? There's more to come." Fuck it he was such a tease and that's what makes you crazy for him. But, one things for sure, you two will be having a sleepless night.
—Ace is much more of a giver, other than a receiver. He just feels right when you're writhing and squirming while he gives you everything you need. He's just so fucking perfect.
Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!
Despite having been with your boyfriend for months, almost a full year now, the two of you had never gone further than innocent kisses. Law was shy when it came to intimacy, and you respected that about him. If he wanted to take things super slow, you would do it for him. You were already devoted to him as he was your captain, anyway.
Tonight though, things ended up getting heavier.
He was in his desk chair, working on random medical papers when you’d made the bold move of sitting in his lap. “I’m bored,” you huffed, kissing his cheek.
“And I’m busy,” Law responded.
“Just kiss me? Please? I’ll only take up five minutes of your time, okay?” You pleased with a cute pout.
Law rolled his eyes. “Fine.”
You placed one hand on his head, your fingers sliding under his hat to play with his messy raven hair. Law’s arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a tight hug. Closing your eyes, your faces inched closer to each other’s, Law’s heart rate picking up from the close proximity. Even now, he wasn’t used to it. Especially when you were sitting in his lap, like this.
Feeling your warm breath on his lips, he swiped his tongue over his own before closing the space between the two of you. Your lips locked onto his, creating a sensual environment in the room.
Something about this kiss was different, though. You seemed to want something more, by the way your hand tangled further into his hair, the other one holding the side of his face lovingly.
Law gasped as you deepened the kiss, swiping your tongue over his lips. When he’d gasped, his lips had parted just enough for you to slide your tongue inside. Law didn’t know what it was, but feeling your tongue against his own felt so… hot, heavy.
There was a fire within his body, and it burned more and more as you kept kissing him, eventually turning what started as an innocent, playful kiss into a full blown heavy make out.
You moaned into his mouth, suddenly, and Law felt a twitching within his jeans, which had began feeling very restraining out of seemingly nowhere. They were too tight, constricting his hardening length as he began to realize; Law was very turned on by the way you kissed him tonight.
He panicked as he felt your hips roll forward, creating friction as you unknowingly rubbed his clothed cock. You were too lost in kissing Law, too hooked on the feeling of his tongue in your mouth to even notice the bulge forming beneath you.
Not wanting to break the kiss, Law kept his mouth on yours, even if he was starting to feel light-headed. It was too good of a feeling, and he didn’t want to lose it. Though through that, he didn’t know what to do with the tent in his jeans. He was still a virgin, and definitely didn’t expect his first time to happen like this. If anything, he wanted to be in his bed, relaxed instead of tense in his chair. So, he decided to not act on the aching in his cock.
But your kiss felt too good, your warm mouth practically melting into his. If you continued on with this, he’d end up… embarrassing himself.
You moaned again, barely breaking the kiss to whisper, “Law… you’re okay with this, right?”
Feeling your lips brush against his as you spoke, he ended up whimpering. “Y-yeah, please… don’t stop, y/n.”
Smirking, you dove back in for another kiss, practically shoving your tongue down his throat. His tongue ran along your teeth, before finding your tongue as he began sucking on it. He couldn’t control himself anymore, he was acting on pure instinct now.
Wet, smacking noises echoed throughout the office as your open mouthed kisses continued on, both of you whining and moaning into each other’s mouths, Law swallowing each one with immense pleasure. Just a little more, and he’d…
“Ah-agh, fuck,” he moaned, pulling away hastily before burying his face into your neck. Law’s hips bucked upward, his body shaking as he started cumming, staining his jeans with his hot seed.
You could feel the wet spot on your thigh, and your eyes widened in surprise. Was he that turned on? From a simple kiss?
“Law, baby- did you just… cum?”
His face wouldn’t leave your neck, his arms squeezing you tightly as he poorly hid himself out of embarrassment. He nodded against you, unable to respond from how shy he suddenly felt. “I’m s-sorry,” he mumbled into your skin.
You began to stroke his back, realizing how tense he was. “It’s okay… Law, I’m not mad. If anything… I- I’m turned on,” the last part of your sentence coming out as a whine.
Law panted into your neck, trying to recompose himself before facing you again. But how could he? There was literal cum pooled into his pants. And now you were turned on by it? How was he suppose to go about this situation?
“Wh-what am I supposed to do?” He choked out, thoroughly embarrassed.
“Let me take care of you, baby,” you suggested in a sweet, intoxicating tone.
Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!
I’m gonna go with this happening before he and reader have actual p-in-v sex, just to make it so much more… idk, better? Can’t think of words lol.
Anyway, Law would be terrified and yet embarrassingly excited. You promised early in the day to do it that evening, after everyone else had gone to bed. Law hadn’t even asked, either. You simply noticed the way he stared at your lips with lust, the obvious and poorly hidden hard on he had from the idea, giving everything away to you.
Law’s sitting in his desk chair, waiting for you to get out of the shower. When you emerge from the bathroom, you’re only wearing a bra and shorts that don’t hide much, hair still wet from your shower. Law grips the sides of his chair, biting down on his lip as he grows embarrassingly hard.
You approach him, cupping his face in your hands and kissing him, running a hand through his hair soothingly, before you slowly sink down to your knees, placing your hands on Law’s jeans as you now kneel before him.
“Just breathe, baby,” you say, trying to comfort him. “I’ll take care of you, okay?”
Law nods, though he’s hesitant and his ears are turning red. His cock is straining against his jeans, practically begging to be freed. With a sultry giggle, you unzip his jeans and get down to his length, freeing it. “All this for me? So cute,” you lick your lips as you stare at his cock.
He’s painfully hard, his tip hot and red as it’s already leaking pre-cum. You can hear Law panting and you haven’t even properly touched him yet. You place one hand near the top, rubbing your thumb over his tip and smearing the pre-cum around. Your other hand lands near the base of him, holding onto his length firmly. “Such a pretty cock,” you say, the words nearly coming out as a moan.
With that, you lick a stripe up his shaft, and when you reach the top, your tongue darts out to give him little kitten licks, lapping up the pre-cum which oozes out of him. You kiss the tip and wrap your lips around it, swirling your tongue around it as you slowly begin to suck.
Law’s already a mess, and you’ve barely gotten started. He’s watching you intently, face burning red, body tense and hands gripping onto his chair for dear life. You bring a little more of his cock into your mouth, before looking up at him. You moan around his cock, sending vibrations throughout him. Law’s head falls backward, a whimper escaping his lips. You take this as a sign to keep going, and so you sink further down, taking more and more of him into your mouth. He’s basically in your throat now, and you decide to give Law a few moments to get used to it.
He’s shaking, weak moans leaving him as he writhes underneath your touch. He quickly brings a hand to his mouth, trying to cover up the embarrassing noises. You decide to reach up, grabbing his wrist as you guide his hand lower to rest in your hair.
His fingers tangle into your hair, holding on a bit too tightly, but really, that makes it all the more exciting.
Deciding it’s time, you begin to move your head, sliding your lips around his length as you struggle to fit all of him. It’s evident that you can’t, so you take one hand away from his thighs and wrap it around the bottom part of his cock, gently squeezing him.
Choosing to push your limits, you try opening your mouth as wide as possible, pushing your head down as he slides into your throat. Law moans and begs, your name falling from his lips like a prayer. He hesitantly places his other hand onto your head, so you decide to place your free hand onto his, pushing him slightly to encourage him more. If anything, you want him to grab you by the hair and fuck your throat.
“Y/n… I can’t- fuck, feels- good,” he whines, involuntarily bucking his hips upwards, sending his cock further into your throat. You gag, wet noises leaving you as you almost struggle to breathe. But it’s not enough. You want more.
You need to speak, though, so you pull away, his cock falling out of your mouth with a loud ‘pop’ saliva spilling from your lips and dripping from his wet cock.
“Fuck my face, Law,” you beg, resting your ass on your feet to lower yourself even more. “I wanna choke on your cock, baby. Stand up.”
He obeys, and a loud, guttural moan leaves Law’s mouth as he hears your filthy words, but you don’t waste any time, wrapping your lips around his length once again, taking all of him back inside as he now stands before you.
When you’re situated, Law hesitantly thrusts just a little bit, his hands fisted into your hair, tugging on it tightly. He hardly moves within your mouth, though, so you try moaning to encourage him.
The feeling makes him thrust again, but much more harshly this time. Law begins to lose control, a mixture of crying moans, whimpers, and babbles of how good you feel leaving him as he fucks your mouth.
You’re choking on his cock, just like you wanted. Tears start to slip from your eyes, but you don’t mind. Your cunt is throbbing with need, aching as you’re so incredibly turned on from having your mouth used like a toy.
Law’s movements become much more sloppy than before, and through his moans he’s panting, heavy breaths leaving him. You know he’s close, so you start moaning again, the noises creating more good feelings within his cock.
With one particularly loud, whiny cry, Law slams your head down before holding you in place, his body trembling and hips shaking as his hot cum begins to spill into your throat.
When he stops cumming, Law pulls back, his cock sliding out of your mouth. You start to cough, a mixture of cum and spit spilling from your lips and onto your chin, then dripping down to your chest.
“You came so much, baby… was it that good?”
Law nods, though he’s trying to hide his face as he’s clearly embarrassed.
“Don’t be shy, Law,” you giggle, giving his soaked cock one more kiss before standing up and wrapping your arms around him. “How will you get inside my cunt if you’re trying to hide from me?”
Law freezes, his body still tense and hot as you hold him. “I’m kidding, we can wait.”
But Law shocks himself, “n-no. I- I wanna feel your i-insides, y/n. Fuck, that was so good.” He hardly sounds like himself as he speaks, and you giggle in response. Now you’ve got Law craving to be deep inside you.
Op!men with girlfriends that get excited about them being angry
paired with: Sanji, Zoro, Ace and Law.
content: kinda suggestive (nsfw)
Sanji
he would NEVER get angry at you, like NEVER
Sanji didn’t know about this weird side of yours but being the sharp genius that he is, sometimes there were clues he put together when you two were being intimate
Let’s just say you got a bit too excited when he grabbed your flesh tightly and when you hear him groan, at times when you teased him at the point when you think he’d snap at you… but he didn’t
He was torn apart between ‘do I give her what she wants so she’s satisfied’ and ‘but I would never wanna hurt or disrespect a woman’.
Despite the dilemma, he especially noticed your gaze on him when he was angry or whenever he was fighting an opponent
He’d think you’d have a more worrisome look on your face but no, you’re literally melting while watching his eyebrows furrowed and jaw clenched as he cusses some filthy words out of frustration
He brushes it off this time as well, thinking whether he should ask you about it.
However, when you thought that there was no way Sanji would ever get mad at you, there is a detail you ignored: he gets most angry when you’re in danger
So the day you voluntarily put yourself in harm’s way, that was the day you sat down and listened to him attentively as he ranted at your carelessness.
“You think going on your own against such a strong opponent is the right thing? You could have died if I didn’t come at the right time! What were you thinking?!”
His tone of voice is louder than usual, his eyes wide and not looking at anything else but you.
Sanji sighs and rubs his temple, closing his eyes to recollect himself.
Once he opens them and gazes at your direction, about to apologise for the way he got mad at you just now, he meets your blushing face and eyes that reflect a gaze much in awe.
Obviously you were in an effect other than what Sanji expected.
“Uhm, love? Are you alright, I’m sorry, I just… you have no idea how worried you got me and…”
You blink after a while, gulping as you cross your legs and giving a fake cough.
“No need to apologise. I acted selfishly.”
Sanji notices your flushed demeanour. Seeing you sat on that chair, legs crossed, a strong grip on the base and head lowered down as to hide your blush, it made him smirk a little bit as he approached slowly.
He presses his hands on your thighs as he parts your legs, his face only centimetres away from yours. He’s grinning, scanning your face and realising that he was right about his doubts:
“You like it when I’m mad at you, huh?”
Sanji asks and you avoid his gaze but he tilts his head to meet it nevertheless.
“You get excited by watching me so heated up, don’t you?”
Biting your lip, you finally meet his eyes and nod.
“You must be so frustrated then. It’s almost impossible to make me mad at you.”
You sigh: “Tell me about it.”
After you both chuckle, Sanji leans in and whispers in your ear:
“I can give a list of things you can do to make me mad, love. I also like it when my girl misbehaves sometimes.”
Zoro
“You’re an absolute freak you know that?”
“Oh come on Zoro, say it one more time for me…”
Your boyfriend is not known for his patience.
Zoro sighs, rolling his eyes with a hidden smile: “You’re impossible. How can you be into this kind of thing? Listen to me and just-“
You pout, averting your gaze and giving up on convincing him.
But your boyfriend is known for having a weak spot for you.
Zoro notices, grabbing your hand and guides you to somewhere.
You’re confused but follow him nonetheless.
He stops and gazes around then pushes you harshly against the wall, his arms surrounding you.
“Want me to get mad at you? That’d be easy giving how much you get on my nerves.”
Of course, you let out a soft moan, undeniably making the swordsman excited on his own accord as well.
“You always wanna get your way!”
He whispers aggressively, grabbing a hold of your hair, causing you to tilt your head.
“Why you never listen to me, huh?!”
Zoro’s voice becomes louder in a breathy way as he bites your ear, then drags his lips along your jaw.
“I listen to you, Zoro… I really do…”
You moan his name as your hands press against his chest, travelling up where you put them around his neck.
With this, Zoro pulls you closer as you arch your back, leaving bite marks on your neck.
“You won’t do this again, right? - Zoro asks. It receives no response other than your loud moaning. - Right?”
He asks again, grabbing your jaw and making you look at his gaze directly which is so firm, fierce and possessive.
“I won’t… I won’t…” - you whisper, gazing at his lips before he crashes his with yours, beginning one of the hottest make out sessions you ever had.
It’s not your fault he ends up doing what you want over and over again and that’s the key that makes him mad, and that’s how you know he likes it too.
Ace
“Fucking shit!” - Ace cusses, throwing his broken log pose in the sea.
When he does so, his body catches fire a little bit but he doesn’t seem to notice or mind.
You on the other hand, you do notice of course.
The way he brushes his hair backward as he sighs, placing his hands on his hips as he tilts his head back, gazing at the sky.
“Fuck it, that was the only way we could find our way to the island. Damn it!”
Whilst his back is in front of you, Ace does not notice you biting your lip and looking at him up and down.
“Don’t get so mad, babe. I’m sure we will figure it out.” - you state, getting up and hugging him from behind, hands resting on his chest which he grabs and lets you experience the warmth.
“Right. - he calms down, turning to face you. - Now, why are you looking at me like that?”
Ace is intrigued at the expression of your face. There was obvious excitement there and the way you’re now pressing your chest against his is making the guy visibly confused.
“Does it make you mad that I’m looking at you this way?” - you ask, giggling.
“Of course not, sweet thing. How can I be mad at you?” - he puts some strands behind your ear and notices now a bit of disappointment evidently shown in your face.
“Can you say that again for me?” - you ask, tracing his chest with your finger.
“Say what?”
“The way you cussed earlier… can you…”
Ace was catching on with what you meant, but still thought is was funny to hear you say it out loud.
“Tell me, - he grabs your chin a bit harshly. - what do you want me to say to you?”
You gulp, licking your lips before claiming:
“Get mad at me like that, say ‘damnit’ and ‘fuck’ to me.
“Ohhh, - Ace smirks, pulling your lower lip down with his thumb. - I have a better idea, how about I fuck you instead? Promise I’ll get angry at you as you ride me in an agonising slow pace and make me mad at my core, aight?”
Law
Your boyfriend acts nonchalant most of the time. It you know deep down this man is crazy for you.
He’s usually calm and collected and the few times you’ve seen him lose his marbles was around the time you traveled with the strawhats.
Now you wonder, how can you make him a bit mad, just a little bit to spice things up.
However all your efforts did not amount to anything. The way you achieved what you wanted was from a random man who approached you on the street while you were with Law.
“What a beauty! You’re free tonight, sweetheart? I’ll rock your world i prom-
Certainly he was drunk, but Law did not hesitate in teleporting that man away as you heard a scream from afar.
“Asshole.” - he cusses, grabbing your hand tightly as continuing walking.
Your heart is beating like crazy. You didn’t want to provoke him further but on the other hand…
“He said he was gonna rock my world.” - you claim, smiling at him as he turns his face to look at you, confused.
“So what? - Law asks, stoping his pace and pulling you by your hand into his arms. - You’re curious now?”
It’s hard to hide your blush as his eyes gaze into yours with a passion different from other times. His grip on your waist tightens as his hands travel up your body to your chest.
You let out a small moan: “maybe I’m curious, yes.” Trying to tease him backfire as he grins and whispers to you.
“You’re really making me mad here. - he gropes your tights aggressively. - You know damn well I can rock your world as well, don’t you?”
In attempt to keep him irritated, you say: “I might have forgotten about that.”
Man, the look in eyes is insane.
“Oh, really?” - law questions, shaking his head and clicking his jaw. - He teases your nipples with his fingers, making you suck in your teeth.
“Let me refresh your damn screwed memory then, love.”
╰┈➤ How they would react to you dropping to your knees for them. || One Piece Men
featuring: sanji, usopp, zoro, law, ace, kid and killer
summary: just headcanons of one piece men reacting to you wanting to give them head
→ Sanji
Would have an instant nose bleed, the way you just dropped to your knees and began to fiddle around with his belt. Batting your eyelashes.
He was just making dinner for the crew, chopping up vegetables and that’s when you dropped onto your knees for him. Slowly you began undoing his belt and he gladly helped you out.
Is a moaning mess as your pretty little lips are around his cock. Dragging his fingers through your hair. Is praying to god that Luffy doesn’t barge in.
Will definitely return the favor!!
→ Usopp
He would be a giggling mess, and he would struggle to speak as you suddenly drop to your knees and began to kiss his half hardened cock through his bottoms.
He was working on a new invention and that’s when got on your knees and under the desk he was working on and he stiffened up as he felt you unzipping his bottoms.
Has his head thrown back as your head is bobbing up and down on him.
Has to bite down on his finger, because god this feels so good. He doesn’t want to be too loud, doesn’t need the crew seeing you deep throating him.
→ Zoro
He would be annoyed considering he was training and you were here batting your eyelashes and pouting. He didn’t need this right now.
That’s when he dragged you to a more private area on the ship and forced you onto your knees, if you wanted to suck dick so bad then so be it.
It literally face fucking you, and is pulling onto your hair. Spitting lewd and naughty names at you. Loves the sounds of your muffled moans.
He hopes the cook walks in on you guys. He wants to establish dominance. And Zoro would love to see Sanji’s face as a pretty thing as yourself is sucking him off.
→ Law
Probably doesn’t even acknowledge your actions until you have your lips around his cock. He would immediately stiffen up since he was trying to do paperwork.
He wanted to push you away and tell you to fuck off but your mouth felt so good. And that’s when he let loose. Throwing his head back, enjoying the moment.
Is eyeing his office door so no one walks in. And if someone were to walk in he’ll hold your head in place. And talk to them as if you weren’t under his desk with your lips around his dick.
Law needed this stress reliever. But once he’s done he’ll demand for you to sit on his desk with your legs spread open because he’s also quite hungry.
→ Ace
The second he saw you on your knees this man immediately began undoing his belt and pulled down his pants. And his cock sprung up and you immediately began sucking him off like there was no tomorrow.
This man is a moaning mess, he’s moaning your name and spitting nothing but sweet words at your direction.
He’s definitely going to return the favor, is going to make you moan his name out, make sure your legs are a shaking mess when he’s done with you.
He’ll make you wear his cowboy hat as he’s going down on you or dicking you down.
→ Kid
He’s in his workshop/office and he doesn’t know how the hell you snuck in here but you were on your knees under his desk. He was about tell you to fuck off but that’s when you pulled out his cock and began sucking him off.
And of course he melted at your touch, and he lets lose and enjoys the moment. Even though he was a grumbling mess.
He had his thrown back, and is forcefully pushing your head further down with his metal arm. And laughs as you gag around him.
Once he’s done, he’ll grab you by the hair and force you on his desk and push away whatever he was working on. He’s already pumping his cock on his hand, smirking at you. You were in for a long and hard night.
→ Killer
This man was training alone, and that’s you made your way towards him and he was going to greet you until suddenly you dropped on your knees and began tugging on his pants.
You couldn’t tell but he was blushing underneath that mask, and the sight of your lips wrapped around his cock is making him lose control.
Definitely is moaning how good you’re doing, and is moving your head against his cock, making you take more of him in your mouth.
Prays that Kid doesn’t walk in because god forbid anyone but the captain get some sloppy head.
Law uses one of his devil fruit abilities to keep you quiet while you two are being intimate.
originally posted on Mar 23, 2023
Please note that this is an old work and isn't representative of my current writing skills!
You’ve grown restless; it’s late, and you’ve been sitting on the library’s couch for what felt like years, doing literally anything to distract yourself from dying of boredom.
Law was just the type to not give up on his work. And as much as you hated interrupting him, you hated sleeping alone just as much; if not more.
He had many books spread out on the table, you figured they were medical ones as you hadn’t really paid attention. Law had a couple journals out, leaning his head on his fist with his left arm as he wrote down notes with the right, a sour expression on his face.
Laying on the couch, your feet dangling over the edge as you kept looking to the clock on the wall, hoping time would just move faster for once. But it never did, and you’d had enough of waiting around.
Groaning, you sit up so that you can see Law, “how much longer? I’m so bored…”
“If you’re really that bored, you should go join the rest of the crew with their childish drinking games…”
“No,” you whined, “I want you.”
“Me?” Law echoed, not looking away from his work.
“I want your attention,” you clarified. “I’m deprived of your love.”
“Really? Maybe you should find someone better then.”
“Law!” You snapped, pulling your legs back and crossing them and your arms with a pout, “is it so hard to cuddle me for just one evening?!”
Your boyfriend sighed, finally moving to face you. “Come ‘ere.”
With a smile, you leaped from the couch and wasted no time planting yourself in Law’s lap, wrapping your arms around him.
“My attention, huh?”
“Mmhm,” you confirmed, “any positive attention… maybe even some more intimate attention.”
“Ohh, now I understand. You wanna get fucked, don’t you?” Law smirked.
You shyly nodded, burying your face in Law’s neck. “Please, Law?”
“Fine,” he sighed, “give me a few more minutes, though. In the meantime, you can ride my thigh, how’s that sound?”
You whimpered at the suggestion, but immediately moved to try and get your shorts off from within his lap. After a moment of struggling, you got them off. You scooted over to sit on his left thigh, holding it tightly between your legs.
Just barely raising your hips, you pushed them down to grind your panty-covered cunt onto his jeans. Your movements were short, but your desperation got the better of you as you moved quickly.
“You’re so pathetic,” Law commented, only watching you for a second. “So needy that you’d fuck my thigh.”
Small noises of pleasure began falling from your lips, your hands gripping his shirt harder as you kept up your movements. You could feel the roughness of his jeans grinding up to your clit, feeling as though that alone would make you cum.
“You’d better not make a mess on my jeans,” Law warned, continuing his work.
But you ignored him, grinding harder and slowing your movements just a bit to feel him more. Your quiet noises turned to breathy moans, getting yourself so worked up you felt the signs of being close to orgasming.
With a loud moan, you came on his thigh, pushing your cunt into him as hard as possible.
“Look what you did,” Law taunted you, “soaked my jeans just after I told you not to.”
“I’m sorry,” you whined, body shaking as you held onto him, “I can’t help it…”
“So pathetic,” he rolled his eyes. “I’ll have to punish you for that.”
The thought alone had you whining, grinding on his thigh again. But before you could go any further, Law picked you up by your waist, shoving the books on the table away and placing you on top.
Now lying on your back, you looked up and watched Law yank your panties off, tossing them to the floor. As one of his hands fumbled with his jeans, the other delivered a smack to your pussy, causing you to cry out.
“Shhh. You don’t want the crew hearing, so you?”
You shook your head, but couldn’t hold back the next cry as he slapped your cunt again. You knew he’d be more rough if you kept ignoring him, but it felt so damn good; and this was the attention you’d been seeking all along, anyway.
Without warning, two of Law’s fingers plunged into you, fingering you fastly with no remorse.
“L-Law!” You shrieked, tossing your head around as you continued letting lewd noises slip.
“You just don’t learn, do you?” Law asked, removing his fingers, only to replace them with his hardened cock.
Another shriek left your lips, hands flying to grip at the ends of the table. Law harshly grabbed your hips, pulling them toward himself as he began thrusting into you. It was impossible to keep quiet when he was being so rough, especially since you were already sensitive from the first time you’d cum.
“Oh my god, Law,” you whined, “please- ohh.”
Law let out a couple grunts as he continued slamming into you, accompanied by the noises of his skin slapping yours each time they met.
“Since you can’t keep quiet,” Law growled into your ear, “r- fuck, room.”
The light tint of blue surrounded you, creating an orb around the both of you. You briefly wondered what he was trying to do, but you sooner realized.
One of Law’s hands moved atop your cunt, driving his finger into your clit, rubbing against it and spitting onto your cunt to wet it more, allowing him to slide his thumb over it with more haste.
You opened your mouth to scream, but no sounds came out. It didn’t matter how hard you tried, screaming so loud your throat began to hurt. He’d silenced you with his devil fruit powers.
“Look what I had to do, just to make you shut up,” he spat, relentlessly fucking into you while grinding his thumb into your clit.
You raised your hips up, feeling close to another orgasm from everything happening; Law’s act of being mean and dominating, how physically rough he was being on your body, and now from the only noises you could hear: wet squelching, skin slapping against skin as Law’s thighs smacked into your ass with every thrust into your cunt, and Law’s noises of pleasure that were typically drowned out by your own moans.
He sounded pathetic now, moaning over your silent body, holding onto you with an intense grip as he lost control. Focusing on nothing but the feeling of chasing his own orgasm, using you to get off.
You tried moaning his name, and still nothing came from your lips.
Your body began to tremble as you reached another orgasm, your cunt spasming around his cock as your juices spilled from your wet cunt.
“Fuck, quit clenching on me… you trying to suck the cum from me, hm?”
Again, your mouth flew open to let out a guttural, animalistic moan, but it was pointless. You were completely silenced.
A moment later of Law continuing to abuse your cunt, his hips stuttered in movement as he began cumming, pulling his cock out and spilling all of his warm seed onto your belly.
Then the blue hue of his room disappeared, and you could finally hear yourself again as you panted, trying to catch your breath.
“Now I gotta clean you up,” Law huffed, still leaning over your body, only his body was much more limp now as he’d exhausted himself.
Slowly, he pushed himself up and away from you, putting himself away into his jeans.
“I’ll have to go get a towel or something. Stay there and don’t make a damn sound. I don’t need anyone coming in here and seeing you like this,” Law said, walking away from your hot mess of a body.
You didn’t have the strength to get yourself down from the table, so you chose to listen to Law’s words and stay there. He returned a moment later, face red in embarrassment.
He spread your legs apart to wipe off your cunt, and then your stomach.
“Why do you look so upset?” You asked, fearing you’d done something wrong somehow.
“Guess who heard you screaming before I could silence you?”
Then your face turned red, and you covered yourself with your hands in embarrassment. “They all heard me?”
“Not sure. But they certainly gave me shit for the stain on my thigh,” Law sighed, turning away to pick your panties off the floor before sliding them back onto you.
Now you were terrified about facing your crewmates. But you’d have to worry about that later, because right now; you were fucking tired. You simply wanted to sleep now.
“Law? Can you carry me to bed?”
“I’m not leaving this room until I know they’ve all gone to sleep,” he denied.
“Ugh, then the couch? Please, I’m so tired, baby…”
Giving in, Law tossed the towel away and lifted you into his arms, carrying you over to the couch you’d been sitting so bored on not too long ago. He gave you a sweet kiss just before placing you down.
“I wasn’t too rough, right?” He asked, concern evident in his tone as he looked you over, searching your face for any signs of discomfort.
You tiredly shook your head, “no… I liked it.”
Law nodded, kissing you one more time before walking away, getting back to his work.
Just some fun headcanons I have for some of the OP men ☠️
OP men: Zoro, Sanji, Law and Luffy.
pt. 2
Roronoa Zoro:
- he’s gonna be rough with you (are you really surprise???)
- but his aftercare is actually thoughtful. If thoughtful means getting you a wet nap to clean up and putting you to bed because he practically ruined your body
-he’s gonna be smirking pridefully when he sees you walking funny the next day
- degrading (receiving) tell him you think mihawk would be a better lover or that sanji’s stamina is stronger - he’s gonna be so pissed but he’s gonna dick you down harder. Call him weak and you’re done for, might as well save up for a new pussy.
- oral (receiving) he’s gonna sit back and relax while you do the work. Arms crossed again his chest the entire time, he’s not gonna let you know he’s enjoying himself -that’s for weak men.
- thigh kink: his favorite way to watch you get off is by riding his enormous thighs and you’re eyes have to be on him the whole time.
Black Leg Sanji:
- Praise kink (receiving) tell him what a good boy he is!
- Hand kink (giving) he only uses his hands for two things - cooking and fingering you until your juices are all over his fingers.
- Food Play (giving) he wants to feed you chocolate covered strawberries while fucking you. If you allow it, can he please lick chocolate off your nipples???
- Nipple sucking (giving) His favorite thing is to lay his head upon your lap, your fingers in his hair as he sucks on your nipples. He can cum in his pants if allowed enough time. He got mommy issues yall.
- Missionary King: he wants to see your face at all times and he wants to treat you like a Queen. And queens don’t have to lift a finger! He’s gonna take good care of you and make sure you cum first before him.
- Aftercare includes cleaning you up himself, drawing a bath for you and making sure you have enough food and water.
Trafalgar D. Water Law:
- you have to take the lead, he’s kinda shy….
- but once the ball gets rolling…he tends to be a little more assertive but polite. “Is this fine?” He’ll asks when he starts to move faster in you.
- he can’t handle how cute you look when he’s inside you that he asks if you guys can do doggy style instead. He can’t focus, so that’s his favorite position.
- he’s needy and stalks you around the ship. He won’t outright say it but he’s always down to fuck. Or maybe some foreplay? He has no problem sending you two to his room with his power, he can have you naked on his bed in seconds!
- praise kink (giving/receiving) he likes when you tell him how good he’s making you feel and in return, he will (under his breath, he’s shy!) how good you make him feel.
- aftercare includes telling you to use the restroom right after. He’s a doctor ya’ll he doesn’t want you to get a UTI. But then he’ll beckon you back to the bed because he likes to cuddle. Cuddling is mandatory for at least thirty minutes. He’s the big spoon.
Monkey D. Luffy:
- he’s a little complicated, but he’s an eager lover.
- he’s a “I need it now and I don’t care where we’re at or whose around” kinda guy. There’s been enough times where the rest of the crew has come to recognize the look in his eye and quickly leave the two of you alone.
- he likes eating…so eating you out is his favorite thing to do. His head digs into your thighs and he acts like he hasn’t eaten all day. “You taste really good!”
- praise kink (receiving/giving) tell him he’s gonna be the king of the pirates and he’ll do whatever you want. Every time you make him cum, he always is thankful and rewards you with a kiss and a pat on the head. But you tell him he needs to do more than that! He does lol
- his stamina lasts forever. He can raw dog you for hours if you allowed it but most of the time you have to beg him to finish - your body can’t handle it!
- aftercare really is just him bringing food for you and him to eat in bed. Then a really long nap, his arms wrapped around you - even if you wanted to leave, you couldn’t!
OP characters reacting to you kissing them and running away (here's part 2) established relationship ish. Feel free to ask for other characters.
ALSO I've definitely seen another creator who did this idea with op characters but I can't remember who so if someone could tell me I would really love to credit them :(. I tried to make mine different but still it's the principal of it.
Slightly suggestive in some parts so mdni.
Luffy
Thinks its a new game like tag but with kisses and it ends up actually becoming one. You'll both wait for the other to become distracted and then you'll strike, planting a kiss and sprinting off around the ship or the island you're docked at. It's not hard to chase after each other because the trails of laughter are so easy to follow and it always ends up with one of you on the floor from a tackle or something similar.
Zoro
Gobsmacked. Genuinely his jaw drops especially if there's other people there and you get away so easily only because of how long it takes his brain to boot back online. Oh but he doesn't let it go. He waits until you're in a similar situation, either talking to someone or doing work and he sneaks up to pull you into a deep, intense kiss that leaves your knees weak. Like he fully puts the moves on you, hand on your lower back, other hand cradling your jaw, hes literally licking into your mouth and then he just disappears for the rest of the day. Asshole.
Sanji
You are not running away from this man. Not in a scary way but he can't do just one short kiss, as soon as you're leaning in his hands settle firm on your hips and that grip is not something you can wiggle out of. You can try to run away but he just laughs at you and pulls you closer to him, ofc he would let go if you actually wanted him to but he knows what you're trying to pull. Says something like "Oh? Trying to run darlin? How sweet." swoon- Just don't even bother, he will always try to win if your affection is involved.
Nami
Honestly thinks nothing of it. A lot of your affection is sweet but quick because yk pirate life. But if you look disappointed from her lack of reaction then she catches on quickly and starts playing along. So sweet even though she can be scary. Oh but don't try to run if she's initiating, like Sanji you aren't going to get out of her grip. If she wants to shower you with affection, she is going to thank you very much. If you do manage to slip away she's surprisingly quick and surprisingly stealthy. Like you'll think you got away and you walk into a room and she drops down from the ceiling like fucking batman.
(maybe not that dramatic but shes good)
Robin
She lets you run away but only because she knows she could summon a mouth to kiss you at any time and in any place so she's content knowing she always wins. Also thinks it's really cute when you try to rile her up like this, she just finds it so endearing and usually ends up playing into it anyways- "My, my, aren't you getting so bold my love". Sometimes will purposefully trip you up while you're doing these antics so you can't get away or so your plan is ruined, absolutely pretends she has no idea what you're talking about.
Usopp
Highly likely he was doing something when it happened. Highly likely he dropped something onto his foot as a result. Yowls like an injured cat and then when his brain catches up it's like steam comes out of his ears. Stands there with his mouth open and pointing at you like you betrayed his entire family. Very funny and very cute. Also a possibility of him smacking you out of fearful instinct in which case he'd probably cry his eyes out and beg for forgiveness. Nami makes it worse by punching him in the face for hitting you. A mess all around if you get him at the wrong time so just be careful.
Ace
Immediately sprinting after you, it's actually a bit scary. But like hey he's not letting you get away with just one measly little peck on the cheek. Absolutely nobody on the crew helps you unless it would be funny, i.e. someone tripping Ace up so he faceplants. If it's near the beginning of your relationship then you likely go back out of concern which he takes as a chance to catch you, but if it's later then you already know this man's antics and you know he wouldn't be injured just from tripping so you use it as an opportunity to get away💪. You still have to kiss it better later though when hes whining to you about how cruel you are for leaving him in the dust(he would do the same).
Izou
Don't bother. As soon as you turn he snatches you by the back of your collar and pulls you onto his lap, proceeds to resume his conversation like nothing is wrong but his arms are firm around your waist and his cheeks and ears are a particularly pretty shade of red. Once his conversation is over and the other person has left, he turns his attention to you with a very pointed look. He's not actually irritated but if he enjoys watching you squirm that's his business. "If you wanted a kiss you should've just asked my love" and then he's practically devouring your mouth. Doesn't care about the other people in the vicinity. Doesn't care that he's smudging his lipstick. Just wants to fluster you more than you flustered him.
Marco
Do you even want to run away from this man lets be real- anyways.
If he's doing work then he just laughs and lets you get away with it, tallys it in his head for later, but if he's free and hes in a good mood then he absolutely plays into it. Will chase after you. Will cheat by using his powers. Its a bit scary but also very attractive, somehow ends with him pinning you in some way (☺️), looks very smug when he wins. Like you'll end up flat on your back, legs trapped under his and his hands restraining yours and he's just grinning- "Oh what a surprise. You were so easy to catch-yoi" Yeah yeah shut up. Absolutely asks what his reward is just to see your shocked face (absolutely asks again later when you two are alone).
Sabo
VILLAIN!!!!!! Sorry only way i can describe how devious and obsessed this man would be. Like Izou he tries to snatch you immediately but you planned for this so you manage to spring out of his grip in time. You falter a bit at his reaction then because he just blinks at you for a while. You start to feel a bit nervous and when he finally grins at you, you definitely feel nervous. "Playing like that are we honey? How about I give you a headstart then?" Evil. You know he's going to catch you. He knows he's going to catch you. He's just giving you false hope but yk hope is hope so you take the chance.
You don't get far. It's not even fair how quickly he catches up to you and gets you underneath him, it takes him barely any effort, not even a strand of hair is out of place. Spends the next 10 minutes kissing you on the floor of the hallway until Koala comes back and promptly drags him back into his office.
it came to me in a dream
things they do/like when giving and receiving :)
cw: smut. rough oral occasionally.
Luffy:
giving:
The boy drools. Not even purposefully so, either. Just a glimpse at your glistening folds has him salivating just as he would at a feast. Will quite literally try to eat you like one, too. Should probably put a towel down, maybe.
Loves when you push his head into your pussy. He'll rub his whole face into you until he's covered in your juices, and will even pin your thighs back to do it himself if he's feeling impatient.
Absolutely gets off on tongue fucking you. He loves it when you whine and wail when he stretches it wide within you, curling and twisting it in ways that make your toes curl and your hips twitch uncontrollably.
receiving:
Still a drooler. Though with more intention. Will let himself drool down his chin and onto your forehead, cheeks, lips, and his own cock. Loves watching the saliva mix together with his precum while his cock disappears inside of your mouth over and over.
He's a throat fucker. Don't be surprised when he grabs hold of your head tightly to rut as deep into your throat as he can go.
Could cum from hearing you choke on his cock. Stretches his cock out on your tongue just to hear you gag.
Zoro:
giving:
A spitter. Will spit on your clit, your thighs, into your hole, anywhere he wants. Loves it messy when he devours you, expect a lot of slurping and noisy sucking.
Actually will make out with your pussy. Loves kissing it, sliding his tongue between your folds to lap and suck at your clit before going back to trailing wet tongue kisses up and down your slit.
Possessive af and doesn't hesitate to hold you down so he can eat as he pleases. Holds your legs down or your thighs back so you're always open and dripping and ready for him.
receiving:
Will grab your head to keep it steady, but also loves to dig his fingers into your scalp to help you take as much of him down your throat as possible.
Wants it as wet and messy as possible. Can't get enough of the squelching sounds you make as your saliva drips from your mouth and down his cock until it pools around the base.
A dick slapper. Wants to smear his precum and your spit all around your face with the tip of his cock before slapping you with it. Each cheek, against your lips, on your tongue, he's doing it everywhere he can.
Sanji:
giving:
The man is a sniffer. Loves your natural scent and honestly could be content with just that, but what good is he as a chef if he doesn't taste the meal given so freely to him?
Absolutely savors you. Long, slow licks up and down your sex, sliding his tongue between your folds, sometimes even into you. Moans and whines face first into you, matching your own cries of pleasure with his own, eyes glazed over with love for you as he watches your face twist and contort in bliss.
Worships your pussy for so long and so well that he cums untouched - soaking the sheets even more with a whimper of your name against your clit.
receiving:
LOVES BEING TEASED. Goes crazy when you flick your tongue against his frenulum. Whimpers and whines until tears collect in his eyes, and when you finally take him into your mouth he's already about to cum.
Somewhat shy with what he wants. Really likes his balls sucked but won't outright tell you until you figure it out yourself one day. Now you do it every single time, entranced in the mess he becomes when you lick and suck at them.
Loves when you swallow his cum and show him the evidence. Activates some dominant, primal side of him that he can only channel into when you happily gulp down what he has to give you. You're not about to waste food when you're on his watch.
Kid:
giving:
A pussy slapper. Won't hesitate at all to smack your clit - especially if you try to weasel away from him. He'll just hold you down and give you the punishment he deems that you deserve.
Sucker. Will suck hard on any piece of you his mouth can reach - your pussy lips, clit, inner thighs, whatever. Expect to ache after he's through with you.
Can't resist splitting you open with one (or two) large metal fingers. Will chuckle darkly each time the shock of the cool metal thats suddenly knuckles deep inside of you makes you wail out and clutch his red, messy hair between your fingers.
receiving:
Loves when you have a vibrator (preferably one that he's made himself and can control with a remote) inside of you while you suck him off. Will tease you each time he turns the vibration to max, loving the way you swallow down muffled cries with his cock stuffing your cheeks full.
Another throat fucker, though he's mean about it. Doesn't care if you gag or heave around him. He knows his size and knows when you can't possibly take any more of his length, and will relentlessly thrust down your throat until the sounds of his saliva-soaked balls hitting your chin echo in the room.
Impatient, and doesn't put up with any teasing. Will push your head down further and further until he's happy with the depth you're taking him at. Won't think twice about gripping your hair and tugging it up and down his length at a pace he sees fit to keep you at.
Law:
giving:
His long, deft fingers carry his lack of pussy eating skills. Knows how to use them and use them well - curling two or three deep inside of you to rub against the spot that makes your hips twitch and clasp fists into the bedsheets while he circles the pad of this thumb onto your clit. Will make you lick his fingers clean afterward.
Edger. Loves to see you desperate and dripping. Will bring you right to the point of ecstasy to just pull you back to earth. Only gives in when he thinks you've had enough, and that amount varies each time.
Gets a HUGE ego boost by making you cum. The man's mood increases tenfold, if even for a few minutes. Uses the boost in motivation to rail and ruin you with his cock afterward.
receiving:
Also loves hearing you choke and gag around him. Each heave of your chest makes him groan and tense in pleasure just by knowing that it's his cock that's forcing this reaction.
Will pull your hair and pull it hard. The muffled cry of pain and pleasure that vibrates his dick in your mouth fuels his insatiable need to keep you tethered to him. Will only release his harsh grip when he cums deep down your throat.
Really gets off on ball-sucking. Wants to see them pressed against your face as your blown wide and cock-drunk pupils peer up at him. Jerks himself off while you lap and suckle, to eventually pull you away so he can paint your face in his cum.
something you/they do during sex that's a complete turn on
headcanon
NSFW**
I imagined every scenario in missionary. Oops.
characters: monster trio + usopp and law
Luffy
You meet his eyes and he smiles down at you while deep in mid stroke. His breaths are shallow and hurried and his chest rising and falling with his efforts. "Hi." he giggles and lets out in a ragged breath. And you completely lost it. Any effort to maintain your composure was thrown out the window. Because it's just a simple, soft "hi" while completely wrecking you. It's the contrast of it. He's not as innocent as he seems. But he's so adorable. You hate it. That cheeky ass grin will be the death of you.
Sanji
The two of you were just about finished. He's slowly getting up and starting to pull out and you grab him by the shoulders to stop him, knowing the impending physical ache you'll feel when he's out. You pulled him back and whispered in his ear, "I'm not done feeling you yet." His breath caught in his throat, a flush of heat rising to his cheeks. His mind began racing. Holy shit. Yes ma'am. No problem. Anything you wanted, he was going to give to you.
Zoro
You just can’t keep your mouth shut. The more he fucked you in missionary, the louder you became. He brings his hand up to your face, uttering “shhh” softly as he caressed his thumb against your lips. With narrowed eyes and a sexy smirk, he fucks you harder, knowing he’s making this even more difficult for you. You shut your eyes shut and gritted your teeth behind closed lips, trying your best to be quiet. He looks down at you like the cocky asshole he is, pleased with himself.
Usopp
Your eyes were closed but you opened them, lifting your head up and admiring him with the glassy appearance. No words were exchanged between the two of you and for a split second, he thought he was doing something wrong. But you closed your eyes again and laid down on the pillow, seemingly more relaxed and pleasured. “Fuck…you’re so hot.” You told him. Sure, there were times he might have felt insecure. Everyone does. But rest assured, he will never be again. His mind registered what you said and his face broke out into a wide smile. You’ve just increased his God complex to another level.
Law
His hands rest on both sides of your head. You feel the tip of him as he’s about to slide himself in. You grab ahold of his shoulder and it causes him to stop momentarily, wondering what you’re about to do. Bringing a hand up to him, you tentatively brush the dark hair out of his face. “I trust you.” You whispered. For a brief moment, there was a flicker of surprise in his eye. Emotions swirled within him. Validation, responsibility, vulnerability, affection. Your trust meant everything to him. He mirrored your actions by reaching his hand out to caress your cheek and you lean into his touch. He plants a soft kiss to your lips and slowly but surely, slides himself in in a connection only meant for the two of you.
privacy was somewhat of an afterthought on the sunny at times; this was especially true with zoro, who was always eager to shed his shirt or walk around with the loosest fitting boxers and grey sweatpants that left nothing to the imagination. however, nothing could really prepare you for seeing the real thing when you walk in on him changing on your way to fetch a pile of dirty laundry from the men's quarters.
frozen in place, you stare slack-jawed until he notices your presence, cheeks pink and unable to speak. "oi, you like what you see or something?" he asks with a smirk, throwing a pillow at your face to break you out of your stupor.
"i-i was just startled!" you say, lying through your teeth as your hurl the pillow back at him.
"yeah? then how come you were standing there staring for so long?" he asks, sweatpants now lazily pulled up to cover himself.
"maybe i liked it a little..." you mumble, averting your eyes and scooping up the dirty clothes off the ground with a huff.
amused, zoro chuckles and holds his head high. "not surprised. don't think i don't notice the way you look at me." he says, leaving you stunned and flustered as he ruffles your hair and leaves the room.
what he doesn't tell you is that when your back is turned, he looks at you the exact same way.
nami
"hey! i was wondering when you were going to join me!" nami says with a smile as you sink into the tub next to her; you were supposed to join her fifteen minutes ago, but in an attempt to ward off any intrusive thoughts, you had taken a quick detour to take care of yourself. the truth was, you had a huge crush on nami, and bathing with her was never an easy task; trying to avoid the way that your walls flutter every time you lay eyes on her naked form never works, no matter how much you try to quell your desires beforehand.
in fact, sometimes your self-pleasure sessions just makes things all the more unbearable.
"i just got a bit sidetracked!" you reassure her, a bit of nerves hidden in the tone of your voice. something in her sly smile tells you she doesn't believe you, but she seems to let it slide for now and offers to wash your hair for you.
the slight scratch of her fingernails against your scalp is intoxicating, and so are the soft little sounds she lets out when you wash her back in return. "robin's not joining us tonight. she's taking a bath later with chopper." she informs you when you finish your task, a slight hint of suggestion in her voice that goes straight to your core.
"that's nice—not that she's gone, but it just feels like we haven't spent time together in forever!" you stammer out, grateful that the heat of the water masks the flustered blush on your cheeks. nami smirks at the way you struggle to spit out a full sentence, but agrees with you nonetheless, sitting next to you and putting her shoulder on your head with a content hum.
"y'know, you've been racking up a lot of debt lately." she tells you teasingly, her hand grazing along your kneecap. "if you want to, i'll let you work some of it off."
spellbound by the warm, wet siren beside you, you agree, nodding your head enthusiastically as she crawls onto your lap.
law
with you and ikkaku being the only women on the polar tang, the two of you shared a private shower; however, occasionally law requests to use it if there's a plumbing issue with the small bathroom connected to his bedroom. as long as he gives you notice before and after leaving and cleans up after himself, it isn't much of an issue to either of you—that is, until one day, when his warning completely slips your mind.
he had told you he was going to be showering in your bathroom this afternoon, but the swarm of buzzing thoughts in your head that morning had made the information go in one ear and out the other, causing you to stumble upon him completely naked and drying his hair with a towel.
"sorry, captain! i forgot!" you squeak out, burning red as you turn around and slam the door shut, leaving as quickly as you came. frozen in shock, law stiffens up, mortified to a degree, but he can't get the image of your flustered face out of his mind. it was only for the briefest of seconds, but he had noticed your gaze dip downward towards his cock, stealing the tiniest of glances before darting out of the room.
he selfishly wishes that you took the chance to commit the image to memory, though he certainly wouldn't mind giving you a refresher sometime if you asked for it.
law fucks you like he hates you. he drags your sticky pussy over his cock like you were built to be a fleshlight just for him.
he can't help it. hes tried to go easy on you, he has really. but when you make that stupid fucking face, you're practically begging for him to absolutely ruin you.
he fucks you to the point where your tongue is lolling out, eyes rolled back, drool seeping out of your mouth as you squirm and squeal.—
"shh, I'm sorry okay? i need , i need to feel you cream n squirt on me. can't, can't take it."
Can we have some more premature ejaculation hcs? Dealer's choice
Premature Ejaculation With the Monster Trio + Law
A/N: Anon i hope you know that i was writing this before you even requested it so i need you to kindly evict my brain thank you very much sdflfsdj
Parings: Luffy x reader, Zoro x reader, Sanji x reader, Law x reader (all separate)
CW: Penetrative sex (zoro and luffy), sanji cums in his pants, oral male recieving (law), ummmm idk what else to put if anyone notes anything i missed let me know!
WC: 2.2k total ~400-600 each.
You’d been teasing Luffy all day with light touches and coy glances, watching as he grew more and more restless as the hours passed. By the time most of the crew retired to sleep, Luffy was practically bouncing with anticipation, unable to contain his energy for much longer.
The moment you were alone, he was on you, pressing you against the wall with a force that nearly knocked the wind out of you. His lips met yours in a heated kiss, his hands grabbing at your body eagerly. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as his body pressed against yours. You could already feel his erection in his pants. His lips parted as a half groan, half whimper escaped his throat as he grew more and more eager to be inside of you.
As your hands dragged along his chest, feeling each and every muscle of his abdomen, he peeled away your bottoms rather quickly, along with his own in a burst of urgency. He grabbed you by the waist and led you backwards until you fell onto a bed, and Luffy climbed over you, his grin wide as he leaned down to kiss you again.
His lips traveled down your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he kissed every open surface he could find. His hands gripped your thighs, spreading them apart as he settled between them, his cock already poking at your entrance with an impatience that made you gasp. You felt his tip rub across your dripping hole, using the wetness to slicken himself up before he pushed into you with a groan. Luffy set a frantic pace as he buried himself inside you. “Ngh, you’re so tight,” he whined out, his voice strained as he thrust into you. Each thrust was filled with a desperate need, his desire for you evident as he chased his own release. “Ah, ah, ah, so good!”
You could hear the neediness dripping from his voice, and just as you felt your own pleasure starting to build, his rhythm faltered, his body tensing with a choked gasp. “Oh, ah, I'm gonna-,” he whimpered, his hips bucking into you as he came, spilling into you with a trembling release. The suddenness of his climax took both of you by surprise, his breathing heavy as he collapsed against you.
“‘m sorry,” he mumbled into your skin, his voice still lust laden. “I—I couldn’t hold it. It just felt…” he trailed off, seemingly struggling to find the right words in his post-euphoric state.
You couldn’t help but find his inability to hold back quite amusing. You reached up and brushed his hair back out of his eyes, a gentle smile playing on your lips as you stroked his cheek. “It’s okay,” you said, trying to reassure him despite the tinge of disappointment that the moment couldn’t last long enough for you to finish. You figured it would only be a little while longer before he recovered so you could keep going, but as he lay against you, his breathing calming, you noticed something odd.
Luffy wasn’t pulling out, and he wasn’t getting softer.
You were confused. It was as if he hadn’t just climaxed a moment ago. He let out a low groan, shifting slightly as if he was getting in position to go at it again.
“Wait, Luffy?... Already?” you asked, seemingly confused, yet you couldn’t help but feel rather happy at the idea that he could go for another round so soon.
It seemed as if he had newfound energy coursing through him, and he looked at you with a grin, as if that earlier climax was just a warm-up. He leaned down and kissed you, mumbling against your lips, “You just felt so good.” He rolled his hips into yours, swallowing the gasp that was pulled from you. “Just want a bit more,” he added, his hands roaming down to your hips, grabbing them firmly as he hoisted you up, getting into position to set a brutal pace once more. You had a long night ahead of you.
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Zoro is usually the one in control, on top, his large body pressing you into the mattress with each thrust. He knew how to hit all the right spots, and it was utterly intoxicating. You moaned out his name, clutching onto his shoulders as he moved within you, setting a pace that made it difficult to think of anything but the feeling of his cock dragging in and out of you.
He leaned down to capture your lips in a kiss, rolling his hips into yours at a slower pace—a brief pause to let you catch your breath. You took advantage of the break, lightly pushing on his chest. He broke the kiss, gave you a knowing look, then flipped himself off you and onto his back. You then crawled over him and straddled him with a playful grin.
You took hold of his cock, lining it up with your entrance, rubbing your shared slick onto his tip but not quite putting it in yet. His hands flew to your hips, his grip tightening as he urged you downward, groaning, "Don't be a tease." At his words, you sank down onto his cock, the stretch drawing sighs and groans of pleasure from both of you. As you descended, feeling the full length of him inside you, the sensation was almost overwhelming—he was filling you up in all the right ways.
His grip on your hips tightened, his knuckles nearly turning white from the pressure as he tried to keep his composure. You could see the tension in his muscles as he struggled to maintain some semblance of control, his deep groans filling the room.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he muttered, his voice a low growl as you started to rock your hips. You set a slower pace, yet you could tell he was struggling to hold on, his brows knit in concentration as he fought to maintain restraint. But with each slow, deliberate roll of your hips, his control seemed to slip further and further away.
“Wait,” he gasped, his eyes squeezing shut as his hips bucked slightly beneath you. “Don’t—” His words were cut off by a sharp groan as you continued to move.
“Zoro~” you said, a playful edge to your voice as you placed your hands on his chest to anchor yourself as you rode him. “What's wrong? Hmm?”
He grunted in response, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he tried to steady you. “I’m serious,” he breathed, his voice strained. “If you keep doing that, I’m gonna—”
But it was too late. With one last roll of your hips, you felt him tense beneath you, his body shuddering as he reached his breaking point. A low, guttural moan escaped his lips as he came, his cum releasing into you in hot spurts. His head tilted back, his muscles clenching as he gave in to the pleasure, the hands on your hips holding you in place onto him as he released inside you.
You couldn’t help but feel some amusement as you looked down at him, his euphoric expression mixed with embarrassment was certainly a sight to enjoy. “Damn it,” he muttered, his cheeks flushing with color.
You leaned down and placed a slow kiss on his lips, pulling back slightly with a playful smirk. “Mmm, that was cute,” you started. “But I’m not done yet.” And with that, you started your movements again, picking up pace as you started to bounce on him with a rhythm that made him groan nearly instantaneously. The sounds escaping his lips were like music to your ears, and you knew you had him exactly where you wanted him.
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Sanji's lips were hot against yours, the eagerness of the kiss making your head spin. His hands roamed your body, grabbing and squeezing at whatever he could as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding into your mouth with a hunger and desire that was heady.
You pressed your body against his, feeling his erection grow by the second as he grinded his hips into you. His throbbing cock pressed against your thigh, and you couldn’t help but smirk into the kiss as you slid your hand down to rub against him, teasing him with each movement of your hand.
Your other hand then traveled to his hair, your fingers threading through his blonde locks, giving it a gentle tug that elicited a breathy moan from him. His lips parted from yours with a soft gasp, eyes glazed over with thirst as he met your gaze.
“Merde,” he cursed under his breath, his hips instinctively grinding against your hand in response to each and every touch. His own hands traced the curves of your hips and waist, the softness of your thighs, leaving behind goosebumps.
He pressed his forehead against yours, his breath coming out in shallow pants as he continued his movements, his arousal growing with each movement against your hand. Soon, a low, shuddering moan escaped Sanji’s lips, his body trembling against yours as you felt the fabric beneath your hand dampen. His body slumped over yours, his chest heaving as he caught his breath, cheeks turning red seemingly at the embarrassment of finishing before his pants even came off.
When you realized what had happened, you couldn’t help but chuckle softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you ran your fingers through his hair. “Couldn’t hold back, huh?” you teased, feeling a sense of triumph at the way his cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red at your words.
Sanji let out a breathless laugh, his voice soft and filled with lingering pleasure. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against him. His lips found yours again, capturing them in a slow, tender kiss, pulling back just to whisper, “Trust me, I am going to make it up to you.”
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You traced your fingers along the waistband of Law’s pants, his impatience growing as you unbuttoned them, pulling the zipper down with a teasing slowness. You could see his eagerness in the way his hands couldn't stand still—one hand fidgeting with the bedsheets beneath him, the other behind your head, unconsciously pulling you closer to his erection with each passing second.
With a smirk, you eased his pants down, revealing the bulge in his underwear. You could see his muscles tense as you took your time, running your fingers along the edge of the fabric before finally tugging them down, freeing him from the confines of his underwear. It bounced upwards, and a low groan escaped his lips as his cock met the cold air.
You leaned in, your lips grazing against the skin of his inner thighs. He looked at you with pupils blown wide with desire as you planted kisses closer and closer to where he wanted you most. You took his member in your hand and began to stroke it slowly, your thumb tracing a circle around the tip before gliding down the shaft. Law’s hips twitched in response, his chest heaving as his fingers flexed in your hair.
Looking up at him with those innocent eyes, you continued your slow strokes, relishing the way his expression contorted with every movement. The teasing strokes seemed to be working well, his body responding with subtle shifts and restrained groans. His grip on the bed sheets tightened, as if he were trying to steady himself, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. You knew you had him right where you wanted him, teetering on the edge of restraint and release.
Finally, you leaned in, your tongue darting out to flick across the head of his cock, licking up the precum that was dripping from it. The taste only made you want more, and as you took him into your mouth, you could feel him shudder in response. Law’s grip on your hair grew firmer, his body stiffening as he let out a sharp breath.
It didn’t take much to send him over the edge. After only one stroke of your warm mouth sliding over his length, he came undone, crying out in the process. Law’s hips bucked, his hand pushing your head down against him as he came, the sudden pressure making you choke and gag, your eyes watering as he rode out his climax. His cum came in hot, thick spurts, each one painting your mouth and throat a milky white, and you had no choice but to swallow it all.
His body trembled with the force of his orgasm, and as he started to calm down, he relaxed his grip on your hair, allowing you to pull off his cock, coughing slightly as you looked up at him with a smirk. He tilted his head down to look at you, chest heaving with each breath. You could see redness creeping up his cheeks as he realized just how quickly he came. You didn’t mind, though. You brought your hand up and swiped the excess cum that was on the corner of your mouth, popping your finger into your mouth to clean it up. You noticed Law’s cock twitch at the sight of you doing that, and with a soft chuckle, you leaned in, muttering to him, “That was nice… let's see if I can make that happen again.”
Your Headcannons and fics are amazing, I love reading them so much. I’m wondering if you could do a HC of them walking in on YOU Naked for Zoro, Law, Ace, Luffy, and Kid? Thx!
YES let's gooo! i only did some of these characters, i hope that's okay! might do a pt. 2 in the future :)
them walking in on you naked (nsfw)
ft. luffy, zoro, law
masterlist
cw: suggestive content, luffy is oblivious and weird, zoro is awkward, law is also awkward
when luffy catches you in the bathroom, not quite fully dressed, he doesn't really see what the big deal is; in fact, he treats it just as if he had walked in on usopp or zoro, and acts accordingly.
this includes stretching his arms out to playfully tweak your nipple.
"luffy, what's wrong with you!" you squeal, covering up your chest with your towel defensively as he laughs.
"usopp always complains when i do it to him too!" he giggles, a wide grin on his face as he stares at you with his signature wide-eyed stare.
"well you can't do that to girls!" you snap, crossing your arms as you glare at him.
"how come? did it hurt or something?" he asks curiously, tilting his head and letting his head stretch just enough for the angle to become slightly unnerving.
face flushed, you begin to stammer. "no! it's just—it's sensitive, okay?" you admit, averting your eyes from his.
luffy erupts into laughter once more, turning into a snickering mess as he responds to your confession. "that kinda thing really turns you on? you're nuts y'know that?" he says, amused as his arms stretch out once more and he tries to repeat the action, this time with the intention of riling you up.
after all, he might as well get dirty before his shower rather than after.
zoro
zoro knows he shouldn't stare when he walks into the girl's quarters to come grab you for a sparring session, but he just can't help himself; he feels filthy, like that stupid moron cook as his eyes trace along your curves, but he's now been there too long that calling attention to himself or turning and leaving would both somehow make things more awkward.
the squeak you let out when you pull your shirt over your head, turn around, and realize zoro is in the room with you is downright adorable, both of your faces burning bright red with embarrassment. trying to diffuse the situation, the swordsman decides the best way forward was to change the subject and hope that the weirdness would melt away gradually. "hurry up. we're losing daylight." he spits out roughly, cringing at the way his voice cracks a bit as he speaks. silently agreeing to leave this unaddressed, you nod and follow him to the observation tower, color still deeply embedded in your cheeks.
for the first time in a while, you get the upper hand when training with him; you don't win, but you land a bunch of blows that he was incapable of defending himself from, his mind still stuck on the soft, plump flesh of your ass and the curve of your back.
law
he really should have knocked.
law should have known better than to just walk into your room, intending on asking if you were ready to head out to the local bar with the rest of the crew; admittedly, with you and ikkaku being the only girls on the ship, he sometimes forgets to give small little things like that extra thought and consideration. if it was ikkaku, he could've handled a yelp of surprise followed by her making fun of him for the next week or so, but with you he's reeling, apologizing awkwardly as he turns around and waits for you to pull your dress over your head.
"sorry about that, captain. i should've yelled out that i was getting changed. i heard the doorknob and froze up." you say sheepishly, unable to make eye contact with him.
he's equally unable to meet your gaze, the image of your bare chest burned into both his retinas and the back of his mind. "don't worry about it; it was my fault. i was just coming to get you, we're all heading out for the night." he says, swallowing hard as your lips ease into a soft smile.
"i'm ready! do i look alright?" you ask, smoothing out your sundress as you take one last look at the state of your hair. law gives you a terse nod and motions for you to grab your purse and follow him, which you do without complaint.
he's wholly unable to express it verbally, but the thinks you look gorgeous with and without the dress.
Word Count: 320+, Law 600+, Penguin 940+, Shachi 1,200+
Synopsis: They couldn't help it. You looked so heavenly in their dreams. The way they had you wrapped around their body as a marionette in their minds, dancing for them as they awoke to sticky blankets when they jolted upright. Their thoughts got the better of them, and they are wracked with guilt. Law, Penguin, Shachi.
Warnings: wet dreams, afab!reader, masturbation, slight yandere: law-penguin-shachi, dub con (masturbating while you're unaware and in the same room, using your image to masturbate to), all individual 'x reader', headcanons, you can sense my favouritism and bias, NSFW, 18+, MDNI.
Notes: Had to get this out, it was driving me nuts. Brought to you by my obsession with the heart-pirates lately. Please read the warnings. Kid-Pirate Version.
Cries of bliss fell from your throat as you allowed the unbridled lust overtake your body. You writhed, overcome with grinding and circling your hips to use his thick cock to chase your high, clenching around him tightly to tether yourself to him. Looking up at your face, witnessing its contortion in pleasure was all it needed for him to immediately bark out a string of curses, spilling his hot cum deep within your core.
The contractions of your walls fluttering around his throbbing cock prompted him to cry your name and chase his high with more intentional bucks and thrusts. You whine his name, gripping onto his shoulders while you allow him to use your body for his pleasure. Your own high propelled his to linger longer, his hot spurts splashing up within you as he molded your body to the shape of his throbbing cock.
“I-I’m cumming,” he whispered, his brows furrowing as the tension in his stomach snapped, “Oh, I’m f-fucking cumming.” The soft, smoky image of your body crying atop him scorched into his memories. He couldn’t get enough, his eyes glazing over as he witnessed you take his entire load deep within you. The whisper of his name on your tongue, the soft smile on your lips, and body glistening in the soft glow of lustful sweat had never had him so transfixed on a single moment before.
His body suddenly jolted awake, the images of you fading away from his mind as he immediately sat upright in his dimly lit bedroom. Lips parting, he threw back the sheets and growled at himself as he looked to his lower abdomen. The white, translucent cum coated his still quivering and throbbing cock: the sticky fluid pooling over his stomach, down his shaft and dampening the sheets beneath him. He groans, wiping his face and pinching his brow before falling back and wallowing in his own embarrassment.
“Fuck.”
Trafalgar Law
He snuck another glance down at his body, clicking his tongue to reprimand himself.
“What a fucking mess,” he growled, his lips curling up and frown furrowing in the middle of his forehead. He hastily reached for his bedside tissue box, swiping a square napkins from the slot and began violently wiping at his skin to rid itself of the cum spent below him.
He was so in control of himself, every aspect of his life being refined down to a fine art. His schedule never differed, he even jotted in when he had the opportunity to masturbate to rid himself of his pent-up stress. He had even stepped out of that routine and managed to relieve himself before falling asleep last night.
So why did this happen?
Overcome with complete embarrassment and shame, he hastily stood up and began peeling off his stained bedsheets and folded them into his laundry basket. Reaching for his linen closet, he growled under his breath while he redressed his bed with his fitted sheet, top sheet, and new cover for his plush duvet.
“The fuck is wrong with me?” he growled at himself, looking down at his cock while he snapped the buttons in place to contain the duvet. Lying back within the sheets, he growled at himself, rolled over onto his side and folded his arms over his chest.
“Law, I-I'm so close,” your fictional and illusionary voice rang in his ears, prompting him to clamp his pillow around his head to muffle the thoughts.
“Shut up,” he scolded his mind, grimacing as he felt a rush of blood pool in his cock. He attempted to ignore it, but the images of you wrapped around his cock prompted his knob to begin twitching at the thoughts.
“Just like that,” your voice called to him, face beginning to contort in pleasure as your illusionary body contracted around him in his mind, “Fuck, don't stop. Please don't stop.”
“Oh, for fucks sake,” he barked, immediately peeling the pillow away from his head and throwing it on the mattress. He folded it in half, immediately slotting his cock between the silken material.
He ground his hips down into the pillow with his left hand holding the stuffed material down firmly atop his throbbing cock, his right gripping the headboard of his bed. His cock was so achingly hard, thick veins began throbbing with desire as his mind conjured what you looked like beneath him.
Your legs would wrap around his hips, your lips crying out his name as he hit that spot deep within you that had you scream for him. He imagined pressing down on your stomach, feeling how deep he was within your abdomen while his thumb stimulated your clit.
As he imagined you reach your high, he manically drove his cock harder within the plush pillow: the satin shroud feeling slippery against his steely cock. He pictured you sobbing as you came undone beneath him, your eyes glistening as he had you reach your peak.
He gently cried your name, sobbing as his hips staggered in an unsyncopated rhythm. His voice caught in his throat as he let out a final lengthy groan. Ribbons of his release coated his pillowcase, his forehead thumping against the wall beyond the bedframe as he shot the last spurt of cum into the material.
“What the fuck is wrong with me?” he mourned his sanity, moving away from his prior position and opening up the folded pillow. He grimaced at the mess, berating himself for not only making another mess he had to clean up, but angry at the fact he used the thought of his crewmate to seek out his own pleasure.
“Fuck.”
Penguin
After quickly snapping up from his sleeping position and locating his shirt from beneath his bedside table, he wiped at his cock and stomach with it to rid it of his sticky cum. He rolled onto his side, hastily scrunching his eyes shut and pouting as he tried to fall back asleep.
His thoughts were swimming with the image of you in the thralls of bliss, riding his cock as you used his body to coast through the waves of passion. He could barely halt his roaming hands snaking down his abdomen and clench around his already hardening cock.
Praying that Shachi was still sleeping in the twin bunk beside him in their shared crew-quarters, he pricked his ears up and listened for the steady rise and fall of soft snoring in his ears. Once he deemed Shachi was sleeping deeply enough, he clapped his left hand over his lips and used his right to piston his cock within his fist.
If he was forced to cum within his dreams at the thought of you, he would intend on using that image to cum of his own volition. The way you bounced on top of him, flipping to wrythe beneath him, the soft slaps of hips meeting, the ripples of your ass as he bucked in from behind you; all of these images had him whimpering into his palm while he fucked his hand to reach his high.
He whispered your name, his eyes pricking at the corners as he spilled himself into the same shirt he used to clean himself up with moments prior. He was immediately overcome with disgust at himself. He had violated the image of you as his crewmate and turned you into his own muse to reach his orgasm.
Throughout the entirety of his shift with Shachi, his pout never left his face. His brows were furrowed, his eyes were shrouded even further beneath his hat, and his soft pout quivered into a deep frown the moment his eyes met with your body across the station. His red-haired crewmate beside him noticed his change in demeanor, giving him a soft nudge with his elbow.
“The hell is wrong with you, man?” Shachi arched his eyebrow, scowling with his upper lip curling into a soft snarl, “You’re actually doing work. And you’re so damn silent.” Penguin chose not to engage his workmate, picking up the pace with adjusting a panel on the Polar Tang.
“This got anything to do with...” Shachi leant forwards, whispering a soft moan of your name into Penguin’s ear, followed by a mocking tease of, “...I-I'm cumming. Oh, I’m f-fucking cumming.” Penguin’s face turned a deeper shade of red than Shachi’s hair, the blush flooding down his neck and igniting his skin beneath the burn.
Having a shared bunk with Shachi had its benefits: his closest friend being right there for him when the night terrors got too much for one another. He usually enjoyed having him there, but now that he was throwing his intrusive dream back in his face by mocking his sleep-talking, he was livid.
“Chill out, Penguin,” Shachi jokes, giving him a clap on the shoulder, “Happens to the best of us-.”
“-I’m not some prepubescent teenager who can’t control their fucking thoughts!” Penguin barked, prompting you to turn from your desk and look towards the two men. Penguin hushed his tone, whispering quietly to his friend. “I-I just-...” he snuck a look over at you, his breath hitching as he noticed your stare.
You shot him a puzzled look, glancing at him up and down before returning to your work. Shachi shook his head, clapping over his shoulder to support him.
“You know,” Shachi whispered, “They probably won’t bite,” he nudged him, urging him a little closer to you, “Why don’t you go ask ‘em if they wanna make your dreams come true.” Penguin snapped his head over to Shachi, who had already begun sprinting away from an enraged Penguin.
“Get back here, asshole!” Penguin roared after him, his blush deepening within his cheeks. Shachi chortled, reaching around your body and shielding himself behind you.
“Oi, don't bring me into whatever this is!” you chastised him, attempting to break away from Shachi’s grip. Penguin attempted to reach behind your shoulders, just as Shachi pushed your body into Penguin's.
As your chests collided, the angle of Penguin’s head trying to reach Shachi had his lips knit immediately with yours. You squealed in surprise, humming against his lips as Penguin's own surprise gasped against your own.
You both remained equally surprised at the fact that neither of you pulled away. In fact, Shachi reached for your wrists and clamped them around Penguins neck before he quickly scuttled away, almost forcing you to give into your mutual craving for one another. You felt the rise in heat on Penguin's cheeks, the warm burn causing you to smile against his lips.
Humming gently, you angle your chin up to deepen the soft kiss. You cradled his cheeks, squeaking in delight as he wraps his arms around your back and hoists you up into his chest. You break away from his lips to gaze deeply into his blushing face.
“Sorry ‘bout this,” he murmurs before giving you a soft peck on the lips, “Can we hold this thought for a second so I can go kill him real quick?”
“By all means,” you giggled at him, watching as a mischievous grin drew over his lips. As he releases you and begins to turn away, you draw his attention back with a soft hand atop his cheek. You draw him in close, giving his unoccupied cheek a soft kiss.
“Good luck.”
Shachi
Growling, he immediately threw himself into his shared lavatory with his bunkmate, Penguin. Never had he been so thankful that Law put Penguin on night shift with Ikkaku tonight without him. He aggressively scrunched at some tissue paper, cleaning up his spend all over his red happy trail. He groaned as he fisted at his semi-firm cock, ensuring all of the cum was out of his shaft and firmly squelched into the tissue.
Looking over at his bedside analog clock, he groaned and flung his head back. The small arm of the clock was barely touching the four, the larger one slowly moving to flick onto the ten. He slung his pajama pants over his hips, the material hanging limply and exposing his chiseled adonis belt.
“Not even 4am, for fucks sake,” he shook his head, peeling back his sheets and throwing them into his laundry basket. Weighing up his options, he decided it was not worth attempting to fall back asleep after remaking his bed with fresh sheets, and instead chose to use his time to have a lengthy and uninterrupted shower. He might even indulge in taking a lengthy, relaxing bath afterwards.
Considering the time and crew rotation, he chose the bathroom furthest away from crew quarters to not disturb those remaining in blissful slumber. As soon as he entered the room, he heard a soft humming melody echoing within the tiled walls and joined with the flooding water from the tap filling the large spa.
He turned the corner just as you dropped the towel from your body and stepped within the large bath. His eyes roamed over your thighs, hips, ass, stomach, chest and shoulders until he met with your gaze.
“Oh!” you shrieked in shock, gawking at him as he arrived in nothing but his uniform pajama pants, “Sorry, Shachi. I hope I didn't wake you!” A soft blush rose to his cheeks, looking away from your form and walking over to the shower.
Bathing together was not something uncommon with the heart-pirates. All members of the crew would often indulge in dipping into an onsen together, sharing a ceramic cup or wooden box of sake and joking with one another. It was never anything other than platonic, purely getting joy from being warmed within the water as you shrouded uniformes and became of equal stations and standing.
But now that his mind chose to corrupt the image of you naked, he couldn't help but to turn away from you and ready himself for a very cold shower. Stripping himself from his pants, he placed them in a neat pile beside your clothes. He took off his hat and glasses, rubbing his hands through his hair and placed them on top of his pants.
“You didn't wake me,” he muttered with a straightened, tight-lipped smile, “Couldn't sleep, thought I'd start early. What about you?" He turned on the tap, wincing as the ice-like shards hit his skin.
"Pretty much the same, unfortunately," Shrugging, you gathered several items to scrub at your skin, "I'm on the early shift, too. Thought I'd have a bath." Washing your face first, you lathered the suds atop your cheeks and eyes before dipping yourself in the hot water.
You sighed, leaning back and submerging your hair to lather in foamy shampoo. Your eyes were closed as you arched your back to gather the appropriate angle to dip the crown of your head within the water. Shachi snuck a look at you from behind the tiled wall of the shower stall, immediately clamping his eyes shut as he took in the sight of your bare chest with peaked nipples dripping with opaque suds of soap. He hid his face behind the wall, his forehead resting on it as his cock sprung to life.
“Fuck,” he whispered, turning the cold tap on more to freeze his body out of the thoughts overcoming him. His cock refused to let up, immediately pooling with blood and twitching with anticipation.
“Shachi?” you called to him, brows knit with concern, “Shach, you okay? You hurt?” You attempted to peer around the ceramic wall, but ultimately decided to give him privacy and an opportunity to talk.
“‘M fine,” he grunted out, his right hand grasping his cock and attempting to choke the life from it, pleading with it to fall back to its usual, flaccid state, “Just got soap in my eye, s’all.” The lie was easy enough to believe, causing him to grimace at the fact he could so easily get away with this.
“Oh, I hate it when that happens!” you comment with a soft laugh, lathering up your scalp and groaning as you massaged your fingertips within the damp strands.
Shachi flinched beneath the icy water, his arousal now heightened as soon as he heard your groan. He clenched his teeth tightly shut, his hand moving of its own volition as he circled his thumb over his tip.
“Hey, Shachi?” you hummed in thought, dipping your hair into the water and removing the soap from the ribbons of soaked locks, “Ikkaku, Bepo and I were gonna go to the bar in-land after our shift ends tomorrow. Bepo was gonna ask Penguin if he wanted to come too.”
Shachi hummed in interest, his voice breaking a little in the middle as he listened to your statement. He couldn't help it, his hand began pistoning his shaft and strangling his knob with each crude thrust. He sucked in his bottom lip and clamped down harshly on the flesh.
“It's got that one cocktail I'm obsessed with there,” you added, gathering some conditioner and layering your hair within prayer-like hands, “Did you wanna come too?”
Shachi’s eyes went black with lust, hearing such a simple word as he worked at his cock behind the shroud of the tiled screen. His breath hitched as he felt his end reach its peak, precum beginning to pearl at his slit.
“Shachi?” you call to him, unaware that he was picking up the pace of his hand beating his cock to the sound of your voice, “Do you wanna come?”
Shachi whimpered, nearly reaching his high as his eyes rolled back to your innocent suggestion. He was right there, he just needed one more little push.
“Wh-What was that?” he tested, using the volume of the pelted water within the shower to mask your question from reaching him, “Can you speak up a little? Ask me again?”
“Shachi?” You asked him, your question so innocent, yet Shachi allowed his thoughts to run away with him the moment you asked your question, “Do you wanna come with me?”
“Y-Yes,” he whined, “I wanna come. Let me come with you. I wanna come so bad.” Shachi painted the wall of the shower with hot spurts of his sticky cum, his eyes rolling back as he chased his orgasm as silently as he could. Ropes of spattered cum wrote his sinful desires against the tiles, his toes curling and his hips lewdly bucking. After coming down from his high, he clicked his tongue to reprimand himself.
“Fuck, Shachi,” you giggled, “I've never heard you so enthusiastic about a cocktail before! You sure you wanna come with us?” Your teasing voice prompted Shachi to chuckle from behind the wall, his voice was breathy and filled with humour.
“I would love to come with you,” he panted, immediately wracked with guilt about using your voice and image to reach his climax for the second time today, “Just let me know when you're heading out, and I'll be ready.”
"Okay, great!" you giggled, rinsing the conditioner in the water and remaining blissfully ignorant to Shachi's orgasm erupting on the wall so close to you.
