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19 || average satosugu d rider

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𑣲 ᴍᴏɴᴋᴇʏ ᴅ. ʟᴜꜰꜰʏ

𖤝 Luffy can't stop staring at you ever since you stepped foot on Sunny. ˎˊ˗

𖤝 Midnight "snacks" with Luffy. ˎˊ˗

𑣲 ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ

𖤝 Your childhood best friend confessed to you mid-fucking ˎˊ˗

𑣲 ᴛʀᴀꜰᴀʟɢᴀʀ ᴅ. ʟᴀᴡ

𖤝 Your friend dares you to hook up with an Emo Boy ˎˊ˗

𑣲 ꜱᴀʙᴏ

𖤝 Sabo teaches you how to use your mouth properly ˎˊ˗

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[sedvctiv3]

ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃mdni: midnight "snacks" with Luffy.

Luffy x Fem!reader one shot smut.

Inspired by the song "Earned It" by The Weeknd.

art cr: suaayen on ig.

//cw: Luffy calls you "mama", inappropriate use of food, inappropriate use of devil fruit, kitchen sex, oral sex (m!receive), throat bulge, teasing, vaginal sex, nipple play, dom/sub, light bdsm, captain kink, choking kink, breeding kink, praise kink, squirting, dirty talk, accidental voyeurism

wc: 2.6k

× originally posted on ao3 ×

It was late at night.

The ship was filled with a loud silence, only the sea waving and moonlight accompanying your shared bedroom floor. You had been tossing right and left on your bed for an hour, mind restless and stomach aching for food.

You decided to head into the galley, finding snacks or maybe some leftover dish that the crew hadn't finished eating after dinner earlier. But you knew it was way too impossible to have any leftovers when your own captain was a big eater. There wasn't a single breakfast, lunch and dinner were left unfinished.

You reached for a box of cereal at the kitchen cabinet and plunged your hand inside to grab a handful. And as you were about to greedily shove it into your mouth, something long and rubbery swirled tight around your waist like a viper and snatched you from behind.

The dry cereal scattered all over the floorboards from your hands. You let out a yelp until your spine slammed hard against a solid wall of unyielding muscle.

"What're you eating?"

You tilted your head up, your heart beating fast and saw Luffy with that innocent-looking smile of his plastered on his face.

"Luffy! what the fu—"

He covered your mouth with his other hand, cutting you off instantly.

"Jeez, quiet down will you?" he whispered in your ear, making you freeze with a shiver sent down your spine from his hot breath. "Sanji will find out we sneaked into his kitchen at night."

When he finally pulled his hand away from your face, you squirmed in his grasp, trying to uncoil his stretchy arm to get off from him, but he was like iron.

"Get off me!" you hissed.

Luffy dropped you and you stumbled in front of him. Catching your balance, you huffed out an irritated breath. He was shirtless, only had his shorts on with his straw hat resting between his shoulder blades as usual.

The raw radiance of heat from his body was somehow suffocating, but seeing him close up like this made you captivated— the lean muscles of his arms and chest hit you with a pure, heavy seduction that could make you knees melt.

"I– Why are you here?" You gulped, suddenly feeling nervous by his presence, especially since it was just the two of you, alone, in the galley.

Luffy raised a brow, confused with your odd question. "What do you mean?"

"I mean... why aren't you asleep yet?" You bit your lip while your fingers fidgeted with the hem of your shorts.

"Why do you care?" he scoffed. "Now clean up the floor."

Unconsciously, your eyes were too busy wandering his body, specifically his arms, it was too hot to not admire them— you wished he could choke you right now while railing you.

"Heyyy, are you listening?" Luffy snapped your daydreams back to reality, making your eyes widen when you didn't realise his face was close to yours, head tilted to the side as he examined your face. You could feel his breath fanning your skin.

"Sorry?" A bead of sweat was already forming on your hairline. You swore you couldn't be more nervous than you already were.

"I said: clean up the floor," he repeated, his index finger pointing out the scattered cereal on the ground.

"Sanji will accuse me for messing up his kitchen even though you were the one who created this mess." He rolled his eyes, standing straight and crossing his arms over his firm pecs. "C'mon, a crewmate should always obey her captain, shouldn't she?"

You looked at the spilled trail, then back at Luffy, who had a playful smirk plastered on his lips with his head tilted to the side.

"Right, okay..."

You were aware that Luffy was actually the one created the mess and you would argue that with him, but somehow your body decided to take control of your mind by obeying him.

Before you could move, Luffy stopped you. You raised a brow, giving him a baffled look.

"Hmm, crawl from there," he instructed, pointing toward the direction where you grabbed the box earlier. "And pick them up with your mouth."

"Wha– what?"

"Crawl for me, mama." Luffy reached out a hand to your face, grazing your jawline with his fingers then tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. You shuddered at his touch. "Captain's order."

You swallowed hard, the hesitation lingering your body before you dropped onto your hands and knees. The wooden floor was cold against your skin, yet the humiliation carved a heat through your chest as you began to crawl, picking up the dry snacks with your teeth like a dog.

The degradation changed into a pathetic feeling when your panties started to soak with your wetness.

​"Eyes on me, mama," Luffy ordered. You submitted, locking your gaze onto his, which were flaming with a pure lust. "Keep the food in your mouth, don't eat them."

​His gaze never left you, he watched you the whole time while you were crawling to him. The way your hips swayed, and your eyes pierced his. It was all so erotic, it made his cock rock hard. You crawled all the way until you reached the final piece that was exactly right at his feet.

You stayed there on all four, tilting your head up as you looked at him with your cheeks puffy slightly like a chipmunk, waiting for his next order. You could see the heavy bulge straining in his shorts, practically begging for a pussy's attention— your pussy to be exact. And just from that, you could tell he was big too.

Luffy bent down and pat your head. "You're such a good dog!" He giggled.

His praise instantly flooded your panties more. He knelt down on one knee, cupping your face. "Chew, but don't swallow," he uttered.

Crunching sounds filled the room as you smashed the rough cereal with your teeth until it fully became a paste. Luffy rose back to his feet, hovering over your frame while palming his clothed cock with a low moan escaped his lips.

"Will you be a good girl for me, cutie?"

Trapped into his realm of raw desire, you nodded foolishly, drawing a cocky grin across his face at your obedient self. He took off his shorts, and tossed it somewhere on the floor before kneeling down on both knees, his fat cock springing right in front of your face. The precum glistened at the crown of his thick length.

Luffy smeared them across your bulging lips as if he was painting you a lip gloss, then grabbed your hair, gripping it into one, tight ponytail.

"Open your mouth," he demanded in a dark tone.

You parted your lips slowly, the soggy paste oozing down your chin, but Luffy wiped them with his free hand, sucking them clean with a low hum and eyes locked on yours.

You really couldn't get more turned on when he did that.

A low growl slipped past his lips the second he pushed his member into your mouth until his leaking tip met the back of your throat, the rough pubes of his brushing against your nose. After a few moment, he began to unleash his desperation at a slow pace.

​"Look at you, all stuffed and messy," Luffy murmured, watching your face stretch at his size. "You like having your captain's dick in your mouth?"

​"Mmph... mgh..." you whimpered around his shaft, your eyes watering from his tip stabbing your throat in each thrust.

​"Good little pet. Take all of it, yea?" he breathed while his thumb wiped down a stray of drool on your lower lip gently.

Without a warning , Luffy gave one sharp, hard thrust, burying himself deep in your tight throat, causing you to swallow the soggy cereal out of force.

His grasp on your hair immediately changed into a death grip. The flesh of your throat locked around his thick cock, creating a visible, lascivious bulge from the outside and you gagged immediately, tears overflowing across your face and saliva dripping down your chin along with the soggy snacks.

"Look at that— ahh..." Luffy breathed shakily, one of his hands caressing your neck, feeling himself stabbing down the inside of your flesh. It worsened his arousal more when he twitched in your mouth.

He began to face-fuck you in an aggressive, brutal rhythm now, captivated by the bulge appearing and disappearing from each sharp thrust from him again and again. The flesh inside of your neck contracted roughly around his shaft.

"Taking it so deep for me..." he panted, "You love— Nghh... You love getting choked on your captain's cock don't you?"

Oh did it throb your pussy more from his dirty talk. You believed your panties were already fully drenched right now. You gave a quick, desperate nod while choking around him so lewd and so perfect it filled the room with nothing but Luffy using your face like a fleshlight violently.

"Good girl... I've been imagining this for so long— argh!" Luffy expressed in between his low, guttural growl. "You don't know how much I kept imagining— Nghh... imagining you wrapping around me like this— oh god I'm gonna cum!"

Luffy gave a few more hard thrusts before he finally reached his release. Pinning his hips firmly to your face, balls deep as his thick cum spilled hot directly down your throat along with the cereal paste, making the taste become sweet and sour as you swallowed.

Luffy pulled out and you moved back slowly to sit on your calves, choking and coughing as you gasped for air that had abandoned your lungs from the intense moment.

The floor and your face were a pure mess— sticky with saliva, cum and food paste.

Luffy reached forward and caged your face in his hands, licking your slicked chin then capturing your lips into his in a wet, teeth clinking kiss. The kiss was sweet from the taste of the snacks, yet rough from his tongue tangled with yours as he fished out every single desperate moan from your chest.

"Taste so sweet," he giggled in your mouth. "My cute pet."

Out of desperation, Luffy turned you around in one fast motion and ripped off your shorts completely in two, the cool air fanning your dripping slit. He pulled you to his sweaty, hot chest with one hand, his still-hard length leaning against your spine, while his other hand teased your drenched petal-lips.

​"So wet for me, mama." He cooed in your ear in a dark, seductive tone. No fingers were inside you, yet your back arched and your pussy clenched around air.

"Please... Lu— Luffy please put it in..." Your whining made his member twitch.

"Hm? That's not how you ask your captain for a favor is it?" He yanked your hair back in a stinging hold. "Ask properly then maybe I'll give you exactly what you're craving?"

Gosh, you had never seen and heard Luffy sound so dominant. He was always the goofy and playful type of person, but getting him to unravel like this during sexual intimacy just made you crave him more and more.

"I want— I want your cock please, captain!" you cried out, fully surrounded with the needy feeling.

Luffy lips carved into a pout. "Mmm, not good enough..." His hand abandoned your folds to sneak under your crop top, groping your breast and twisting your nipple viciously.

"Pleas— Mhgm! Please captain, I want you— your cock, inside me now, please!"

"Good mama," he praised in a low, pleased hum vibrating in his chest. "That's more like it."

Before you could even catch your breath from his praise, Luffy coiled his arm around your torso along with your arms tight to your sides with a supernatural strength while his thighs wrapped around yours, holding you fully captive.

Like a bolt from the blue, he pushed his long shaft inside your needy cunt in one smooth motion, forcing a gasp to escape your lips. He was so big, it filled you inside all to the brim, and his tip kissed your cervix just right.

"'Fu— fuck," you whimpered,  biting your lip as your drenched walls trying to accomodate his size. The friction of your hole squeezing around him made his hips jerk forward, driving himself deeper into you.

Luffy hooked his free arm under your chin, trapping your head in his forearms and choking you lightly making your back arch in his rubbery arm. "Taking me so well, so goo— ahh..."

With his stretchy limbs secured around your body, every single thrust was euphoria and agonizingly thorough. Luffy hammered into you in a frantic, brutal rhythm that made you a whimpering mess.

​"You feel so wet," he panted into your neck, his breath ragged as he angled his hips to hit that one spot that made your moans become louder and louder from each thrust. "You were made just for me, mama."

​Luffy's pace shifted faster, fully abusing your pulsing cavern with his thick cock. He was devouring you piece by piece and veins by veins, driving himself into you with a wild, rhythmic violence that left you crying out helplessly.

"Captain please! Feels so— so good mhmm!" Tears of pleasure streamed across your face, the crown of his member hitting your g-spot so perfectly from each brutal thrust.

​"Say it again," he commanded, his teeth grazing the sensitive part of your ear. "Tell me how good your captain is— Nggh fucking you."

​"You— aah! You feel so good, so deep," you sobbed out, completely broken and undone beneath him.

​"That's right," A psychopathic grin pulled his lips as he fucked through his own climax, abusing your walls harder and harder. He was completely lost in the madness of finally having everything he had been starving for.

Luffy stretched his middle and ring finger from the hold of your torso to your clit, pressing them hard and rubbing it in a circular motion. The additional pleasure, and the way he used his rubber ability so erotically caused your abdomen to instantly build a knot that was ready to be snapped.

"Oh god I wanna cum please, Luffy!" Your hips squirmed against his thighs, grinding into his fingers to chase your orgasm.

Luffy added more pressure in choking you with his forearm, fully blocking the airway of your throat. "Beg properly, mama," he rasped.

"I— Nghh! I wanna cum, Captain— Plea— please!" You choked out.

The violent thrusting, the choking and the clit rub were all so overstimulating, it made your head light as a feather, especially the contraction of your walls working on his size.

"Good girl," he grunted into your ear as he increased the speed of his fingers and his thrusts inside your pulsing walls. "Cum for me, mama."

With just his sexy voice alone, you came all over his cock. Your pussy clenched tight, your eyes rolled back into your skull and your jaw hanging open as you let out a long note of moan. Your body shook like an earthquake when a sudden rush of clear liquid squirted all over his rubber fingers and the floor in a hot, messy gush.

"Jesus— I'm gonna cum oh god." With one last sharp thrust, Luffy came, mumbling unintelligible words as his hips locked against your ass tightly, splashing his hot, thick ropes of seed all over your cervix.

He uncoiled his arm from your limp, numb body before the two of you fell sideways, hissing when his soft cock slipped out of your stretched pussy, hole overflowing with his cum.

The galley was now filled with heavy stench of sex and gasping.

"Oh my god."

Your eyes shot open when you heard a voice that was definitely not your captain's. The two of you whipped your heads to look at the kitchen entrance.

Sanji stood there, speechless and frozen with his nose pouring blood. His pants were spotted a dark stain around his crotch area.

You and Luffy exchanged a blank, slow look.

"Oops."

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[mondaycada]

Good evening Mondayheads, sorry for not posting in one mondillion years, here’s a bunch of slop. Giggling inspekta Wip, click clack doodles AND Patty next to a purple pikmin bc she kinda looks like one. Also an OC Wip of fork and Iris dancing to Kokomo and plans for puppets of them that I plan to make soon. See you again hopefully not in one mondillion years,,,

[stillnihil]

My cool animation

Sorry that I forgot about having an account here yes sorry

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[itkiws]

DYNAMIGHT PRESENTS…. THE RETURN OF DEKU: THE ONE FOR ALL HERO!!!!!!!

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Choose all squares that contain: Geto Suguru

[sukunastoenailclippings]

I got it from my daddy ahh Fushiguro.

[ttakdoll]

꩜ – FRAT PRESIDENT SATORU GOJO (and the shy girl he's obsessed with!)

(18+) HEADCANONS :: – frat!gojo x innocent!reader, college au, smut, dom!gojo, handjobs, praise, corruption kink, manipulative behavior, slight dub-con

frat president!satoru, who’s used to every type of girl at his party except you, all big eyes, wandering around his house like you didn’t know what to do. he’s asked suguru to offer you everything under the sun in the last thirty or so minutes — a drink, a smoke, a joint. you just politely decline, shaking your head so prettily.

frat president!satoru, who swears he’s just got an ego when he decides he’ll be the one to show you all of that and more. he could do it if suguru couldn’t, if no one else could.

he starts off all nice, walking you to all your classes, offering his sweaters in the lectures you had together (which he only started attending for you), buying you lunch and listening to your cute little rants about your worst profs.

frat president!satoru learns that you like being held when he’s the first one to find you after an exam you swear you’d failed. he doesn’t get it ‘til he’d realized your eyes are all glassy, so shiny as you peered up at him with wobbling lips, trying not to cry in front of him.

frat president!satoru loves the way you’d just melted into his arms after that. he calls you easy to his friends for it, but something inside him never wants to let go whenever you’re willing to press yourself into his chest, wherever you’re willing to do it.

frat president!satoru, who asks you what you’re wearing all the time and sends even prettier things to wear to your dorm when he thinks you can do better.

frat president!satoru, who’s spiraling at night, jerking off to your contact photo, wrapping his large hand around his dick and pretending like it’s that sweet mouth of yours engulfing his length. he imagines how shy you’d be, lips parted wide, smearing pre-cum and replacing your candy lip balm. he wants you tasting like him, those soft cheeks drenched in his cum, eyes screwed shut until he’s all you can think about.

frat president!satoru likes making you need him, doting on you and driving you around like a princess, spoiling you until you frown whenever his hand isn’t on your hip, or whenever he dodges your calls for fraternity meetings. he likes the idea that you might become obsessed with him (like he is with you). 

frat president!satoru, who’s grinning cruelly the minute you finally tell him, “you know, you do so much for me, I feel like I’m not doing enough for you.” in that nervous voice of yours one day, while you’re tucked into his side at your apartment.

frat president!satoru, who’s never missed a meeting or a call until that day, when he’s finally got you whimpering shyly in his lap while he gently mouths at your neck, tasting that perfume he’s been searching online for for weeks, whispering about how he’s so grateful you wanna help him out, how sweet you are for making it up to him too even when you didn't have to.

but he’s been waiting for weeks, you’re all soft and impressionable on him, and he’s not letting a moment of your kindness go to waste.

frat president!satoru guides you with a husky voice when he teaches you to spit in your own palm and wrap your hand around his cock, nearly shivering at the contact  — “make me feel good, pretty girl, it’s the least you can do.”

frat president!satoru, who just chuckles at the fact that you’re all nervous, looking up at him as if asking what to do next, just for him to wrap his palm around yours, engulfing it entirely. he groans lowly as he moves your palm up and down on his already-hard length, bottom lip catching between his teeth at how warm your hand feels against his dick.

“shit, just keep it like that, baby, up and down…”

frat president!satoru, who kisses you slow when you gasp at how he bucks up into your hand, keeping his own wrapped around it while desperately attempting not to just use you, jerk himself off with your tiny little fingers, maneuver you down and slam himself deep into your tight cunt. “hah — fuck, gorgeous, y— you’re good at this, huh? so good for me, so fucking cute…”

“i’ve never done this before,” you admit into frat president!satoru’s mouth, hushed and breathy like it’s a secret. he wants to fucking laugh, but he’s cut short by a low hiss as you thumb at his slit without him having to teach you, making him lose his mind piece by piece. shit, you’re just perfect, aren’t you? 

“am — am I doing okay, satoru?” 

frat president!satoru has nearly had enough of patience when you say that. shit, he bites down into your lip without even realizing, hand tightening around yours when you whimper. and it’s barely enough to notice at first, but he pumps your hand around him faster, growling into your mouth at the way your fingertips flex around his length, making a slick! sound that echoes across the room.

“you’re — shit, just like that — doing perfect, baby. so perfect.” frat president!satoru groans into your throat, even though he’s using your hand like a fuck toy now, smearing his own pre-cum mixed with your saliva all over his huge dick, bucking his hips up into your plush skin like a glorified fleshlight.

the only one he’s dreamed of in the past few weeks, at least.

frat president!satoru gets off on how eager you are to match his pace, his other hand cupping your cheeks to purse your pretty mouth open for him as he spits down your throat and relishes in your confused little whine. he doesn’t even realize how tightly he’s gripping your hand now, forcing you to jerk his cock faster.

“that’s it,” he pants into your lips, “just let me have you, okay? hah— so good, shit, you’ve been wanting this too, haven’t you?”

“satoru—” your voice is a wet dream, how it feathers off around the edges and breaks like you’re not sure.

frat president!satoru groans at the sound of your confusion. “been, fuck, thinking about this, baby. want you creaming on my cock next, yeah? or maybe it’s — haah! — too big for your first time. gotta — shit — prep you first.”

frat president!satoru spills into your hand with one last rough stroke of both your hands around his length, gasping low with his tongue down your throat as he finally lets your hand go. he watches the way your palm shakes, eyes dark, lifting your cum-covered fingertips to your mouth without thinking. and he thinks you won’t do it, until—

your sweet fucking tongue darts out to lick experimentally at your own fingers, and satoru thinks he’s gone to heaven.

frat president!satoru, who can’t help himself when he’s grabbing you by the waist now, laying you flat on your back and coming up to slot his knee between your thighs, committing the way your face scrunches up in both confusion and pleasure to memory. he thinks you’re the cutest fucking thing in the world, and he wants you broken in every way possible until you can’t fuck any other guy without imagining his dick. 

“thank you, baby,” he grins against your neck. “can i make you feel good now?”

frat president!satoru, who decided he’d never let you fuck anyone else anyways the moment you'd nodded.

@ ttakdoll, 2026

inspired by an anon request for a shy reader!!

[sedvctiv3]

ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃mdni: Luffy keeps staring at you ever since you stepped your foot on Sunny.

Luffy x fem!Reader one shot smut.

Help me tag the artist please :) I found the art on Pin.

// cw: shy reader, reader stutters a lot, light dom/sub, body worship, oral (fem receive), nipple play, creampie, praising kink, p in v

wc: 3.2k

× originally posted on ao3 ×

On a relaxing day, the crew decided to make a stop at a nearby island to buy some supplies as they were running out of food stock. So, you were elated as this was the chance where you got to go shopping with Nami and Robin. You were so ready to buy a lot of stuff, especially clothes, because you were trying to improve your fashion sense, and the two girls, whom you already saw them as your sisters decided to help you.

Truth to be told, your fashion sense wasn't bad at all. Even your simplest outfits had a habit of turning heads, drawing a lingering looks from head-to-toe, including your own crew members, especially Luffy.

Ever since you joined the crew, Luffy couldn't stop checking you out. You would feel his eyes on you wherever you went or whatever you did and he wouldn't even bother to make it discreet, it was as if he was fucking you with his eyes, and you would feel it. He also gave you a nickname, which was Angel, and when you asked why, he said it was because your presence attracted him.

God, couldn't you remember how red your face was at his answer.

It wasn't that you weren't attracted to him, you were, only god knew how frequently you tried not to rub your thighs together. But every time he put his eyes on you, you would feel nervous. You would squirm and even falter, and he loved it. He loved watching you being all uneasy just from his gaze, it made his cock twitch, imagining what it would be like if he could pin you underneath him and hear your whining in desperation for his length to abuse your sweet cunt.

Maybe it wasn't the outfit. Maybe it was your beauty that made you look like a beacon in everything you wore. You could wear a torn shirt or a very bad-looking design outfit and yet he would still glue his sight on you like you were the only thing visible in this world. The others noticed about Luffy and would tease the two of you, but he didn't care, because those teasing remarks made you become more shy and he loved that.

Nami and Robin had just left the room to take a bath and you were the first to get ready early as you were overjoyed by the thought of having a girls' day. You wore a casual outfit; a black and pink striped, oversized sweater with a denim short skirt and black thigh-high socks. Your hair was clipped with a hair claw, some strands falling around your face. You smiled at yourself in the mirror, feeling amused by how good you were looking.

Suddenly, the door was slammed open, causing you to startle, your hands hugging your chest.

"Luffy! You can't just barge into a girl's room without knocking first!" you scolded him.

To your second surprise, Luffy was shirtless and only had his blue shorts on him, his straw hat, dangling against his shoulder blades. Sure, he always wore his shirt unbuttoned enough to exposed his abs, but seeing him entirely bare from waist up was different.

"Why not?" he whined, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.

"What do you mean "why not"? What if I was naked or in an indecent state?"

"Well that would be a bonus then!" A wide grin plastered on his face as he giggled. Baffled by his response, your arms drop to your sides, one of your hands fidgeting the hem of your skirt.

"Wha– what do you mean?" you stammered. Luffy locked his eyes on you when he finally entered your shared room and closed the door, locking it behind him.

"C'mon Angel, you know what I mean." He walked forward to get closer to you slowly, but you stepped backwards until you sat on the bed. He was now standing in front of your small frame, towering over you and you tilted your head up hesitantly to look at him.

"No– Luffy, I don't– I can't—" Curse him for calling the butterflies to fly around your stomach. You veered your gaze from him but his hand reached out to cup your jaw softly, directing you to keep your eyes on his. He cocked his brow and bent down to draw closer to your face.

"Angel, why do you think I keep staring at you? Hm?" The serious tone in his voice paired with how intoxicatingly close he was made you feel twice as nervous. You didn't remember the room feeling hot, it was usually on a comfortable, chill temperature. A faint bead of sweat were breaking out along your hairline.

"Luffy, I don't— I— please—" you huffed, completely giving yourself up on talking any further as you let him take the victory. Your edginess made him smile as he thought you looked adorable being weak under his touch. He tilted his head to the side, deliberately scanning the outfit you were wearing, then met your gaze again.

"You look cute, Angel!" he beamed. "This is why my vision is always stuck on your existence, because you just look so pretty in everything and I had to undress you with my eyes every time just to see the real beauty underneath it,"

As he muttered, his body motioned forward, his weight pressing into the bed and forcing you to lean back until you were flat on your back against the mattress. Luffy crawled over you, his arms planting themselves on either side of your head, caging you to the bed.

Your legs were slightly parted as his knee slid up in between your thighs, it almost made contact with your heated core. You trailed his body slowly with your eyes; chiseled abs, sculpted pecs and ripped arms. God how seducing was he. Not to mention his good-looking face, and despite the big X-shaped scar on his chest, he still looked like he was built by a lust devil.

Your heart hammered so violently you felt like it could explode at any moment. But before you could catch your breath, Luffy crashed his lips against yours, pulling a desperate moan right out from your throat. Your hands traced his broad back, sending shivers down his spine while he dived inside your mouth, his tongue dancing with yours, trading saliva and moans with each other.

His knee nudged your clothed pussy and you took the chance to lightly grind against it, hoping to not make it obvious that you were desperate to find some relief for your needy cunt. A soft whine escaped your lips when he pulled away to attack your neck with his mouth next, a mix of your and his saliva drooling down your jaw.

"Luffy, I can't— we can't— Nami and Robin will be here soon. You know they're taking a bath right?" you murmured in between your moans as he was marking you with his lovebites.

"Mmm it will be quick, I promise." He lifted his head from your neck. "Plus, I'm the captain, are you going to disobey your captain's orders, Angel?" he asked in a tone that sounded more like a command for you to follow than genuine curiosity.

"But, Luffy– It doesn't– I– oh my god." You closed your eyes and covered your face with your hands, huffing out a frustrated sigh.

Luffy chuckled at your helplessness, "You're so cute, Angel! Now just relax and let me taste you, I'll make it quick I promise!" He got up and sat on his heels, his hands travelling softly from your knees to under your skirt, grabbing the waist of your panties and taking them off. He took a look at your underwear like he was examining something.

"Look!" He stretched the fabric of your panties to show you a spot that was drenched with your natural lube. Your face was already flushed red when your pussy was exposed to him, but now it couldn't go any redder when he pointed out the evidence of your arousal. He giggled and shove them inside the pocket of his shorts.

You knitted your eyebrows, "Luffy, what are you doing? Just put them aside, you don't have to put it inside your pocket."

"Mmm nope, I'm gonna keep it to myself. Captain's order." He winked at you and moved to adjust his face in between your legs. You were too speechless to fight back when he used his captain privilege.

Luffy flipped your skirt to your stomach, exposing your fully bare pussy that was dripping wet from all the intense moments you had with him earlier, which made his smile to spread wider across his face.

"I knew your pussy would look as cute as you," he said.

You closed your eyes to avoid looking at him any further in adulation, but they flew wide open the second you felt his tongue lick in between your drooling cunt.

He was making out with your core, absorbing your pussy with his tongue slammed against your bundle of nerves. The room was filled with your moans and wet smacking noises coming from his work as his spit was mixed with your ooze.

Your back arched in attempt to grind onto his face, but he had his hands grasping your thighs, pressing you firmly into the bed so he can devour you properly.

"Luffy! Aah!— Luffy, don't stop please..." you whimpered, biting your lips to avoid making loud moans, worrying if the others would hear you.

Soft moans came from him as he was charmed by your body reacting to him satisfying your lust with his mouth. Since you were unable to move from his strong hold of your legs, you gripped a handful of his hair and pulled him to dive deeper into you, mostly trying to get him to suck your bud. He sunk lower, punishing your hole and your clit harder and harder, rushing the adrenaline inside your veins.

You could feel your orgasm was close when your belly tightened, but to your disappointment, Luffy stopped. He knew you were close because your thighs were clenching his head, yet he didn't want you to cum, simply because he wanted you to see you being voracious for him.

Your grip on his hair loosened and you peered between your legs to see him planting a kiss on your inner thigh, his chin was dripping mess from the mixed fluids.

"Why'd you stop? I– I was close," you spoke breathlessly, trying to catch your breath at the same time.

"I know, but it's not fun if you don't beg me to make you cum." He crawled up to you again, locking his eyes on yours. "Beg me to make you cum, Angel," he commanded while his hand reaching the hem of your sweater, pulling it off over your head and throwing it somewhere on the floor, his gaze remained still on yours.

"Luffy... Please..." you pleaded, you couldn't hold it any longer as your body was aching to orgasm. He then removed your bra, exposing your hard nipples that were begging to be sucked. You were only left with your skirt.

"Please what, Angel? Say it, I want to hear you say it full," he expressed before fondling one of your tits with his fingers and sponging the other with his mouth gently.

"Luffy– ah! Luffy, make me– make me cum please..." your whining sounded needy enough to make someone say yes to you, but not to Luffy. He was playing with your tits gently at first but now you felt him biting your nipple with his teeth, while pinching the other roughly, inflicting a sharp sting of pain as a sign that your begging wasn't good enough.

"Luffy! Luffy make me cum please! Please– Aah mhmm! Make me cum please, please captain I need it! I wanna cum!" His impact on your tits was pleasurable, yet painful at the same time. He smiled when his ears were satisfied with what he wanted to hear, he stopped and pulled himself up to spot your face. Your eyes glistened with tears from the torment.

"That's more like it! wasn't so hard was it?" he giggled and kissed your lips before getting off from the bed, taking off his straw hat along with his shorts. You saw his big cock sprung out, his flushed tip leaking with precum, seeking a dose of relief.

Your expression looked calm, but your inner feeling was overthinking if that size could fit inside you or not. He was thick and long, with veins that were trailing along his shaft popping out.

The mattress once again descended when he climbed over to your body, colliding his lips with yours while he align his member to your entrance with one hand. A gasp escaped your throat when he pushed his full length all the way in, filling you to the brim with one smooth thrust, your gummy walls were tight around his member, resulting him to breathe shakily as your cunt coating his cock with your natural lube.

"Are you okay, Angel? Can I move now?" he purred, making sure you were comfortable first before wanting to unleash his craving to pound your hole aggresively. You bit your lip and nodded, giving him the greenlight.

Luffy pulled away, sitting on his heels to raise your legs, prompting them onto his shoulders, then pinned your wrists above your head. His hips moved gently at first, but then increased the pace slowly until the room was stuffed with moanings and slapping sound that came from his balls smacking your ass in each thrust.

His tip stabbed your g-spot, making you moan every time it hit deeply inside you. It was as if his cock was destined for your pussy.

"You're so tight– nghm–" he grunted, his free hand tracing your neck, moving down softly to your breasts and stomach, worshipping every inch of your flesh. He pressed your belly down, making sure you feel every inch of his veins pumping inside you. "So beautiful too, exactly like how I imagined it..." he breathed.

Oh how satisfying and honourable was he finally getting to unravel what he had been praying every night; your perfect nude and you getting pinned underneath him with his fat cock abusing your desperate little cunt.

"Luffy– ahh! feels– so good oh god..." Your eyes crossed the moment he compressed your stomach as the pleasure he was providing you was phenomenal, feeling like your soul was being transferred into another dimension. The satiety of his cock was sucking the soul out of you, making you feel lightheaded, and the contractions of your walls were overwhelming you.

"Yeah? Are– ahh.. Are you enjoying this, Angel?" Luffy's voice was trembling as your velvet flesh was taunting him. You were too drunk into the world of pleasure that your mouth couldn't speak anymore out of the intoxicating sensations. So you just nod and moaned as your response to him.

The lewd sound of flesh smacking flesh along with his sensual groans that was overflowing from his throat were a pleasurable music to your ears. The noises of the bed squeaking and the headboard hitting the wooden walls were the only sounds that could help cover up the clatters of your intense activity with Luffy, yet that still wouldn't make it any good.

The crew was probably going to ask later if any of them heard, but you hoped they wouldn't and would ignore it.

The pressure of his hips slapping against your ass were getting more and more ruthless as he was chasing his and your orgasms. Luffy's hand that was pressing your stomach, moved down to your clit, stroking them aggressively in circulation, which made you to feel overstimulated with his cock thrusting roughly inside you.

Your moans were getting louder and louder the second he had his thumb on your clit, causing his mouth to stretch into a mischievous smile as he found the spot.

"You really are an angel," he murmured, leaning down to kiss you and swallowing every whimpers and moans from your throat.

The end of a tremendous climax was getting nearer as you felt your abdomen tying a knot and your breath was stranding, fluttering weakly in your throat. Luffy's groans were getting rougher and deeper when your walls clenched around him tightly, signaling him that you were about to reach your climax, and so was his, as you felt his cock twitched in you.

"Luffy I'm gonna– I wanna cum... Please..."

"Cum with me, Angel... And keep your eyes on me while you cum." His voice was as deep as his length burying your insides. "I wanna— ahh fuck... I wanna see how gorgeous you look while you cum on my cock."

The way he was talking to you made you feel like you were possessed by a soul that was meant to serve the lust god. His raspy voice, pairing with his moans and grunts were shifting your essence into a whole new universe.

Constellations of stars appeared behind your lids as the bond inside you was fractured. The climax rushed pleasure through your veins, causing your toes to curl and your back arched with your mouth hung open as a long, shaky yet alluring moan escaped.

You tried your best to keep eye contact with Luffy, who groaned like he was in pain when his thick, hot cum squirted all over your walls that were clenching so tightly around his cock, concealing it white.

After giving a few more thrust to chase the highs, Luffy pulled out his length slowly from your bullied cunt, causing you to hiss when his tip slipped right out. Your hole overflowed with his cum, leaking down to your ass.

He let go of your wrists that were already bruised from his rigid grasp earlier, it made both of your arms too numb to move. His eyes were half lidded as his weight collapsed onto your body, your legs slumping down to the bed from his broad shoulders after the intense orgasm had struck your whole body.

Luffy caught his breath for a brief moment before he picked himself up again and planted a big kiss to both of your cheeks like a gift for you for making his dreams came true. He brushed your messy hair behind your ears to examine your face better.

"You look prettier like this, Angel." He smiled and gave you one last kiss on your lips before getting off from the bed and wore back his shorts along with his straw hat.

"Anyway, that was fun! Let's do it again soon! Oh and don't forget to buy the pills, bye Angel!" He giggled, leaving the room quickly before Nami and Robin get back.

After the door closed, you shut your eyes, taking a deep breath before they flung wide open when your brain registered his words about pills.

"He came inside me?!" you talked to yourself as you didn't realise he had breed you. You sat up quickly and lifted your skirt, witnessing the evidence soaking into the sheets. "Oh my fuck."

The sex really was too good.

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Omg love your fic, could you do one like that on from law were the reader lose memories but with luffy.

Minor Head Trauma (Luffy x Reader)

One Piece | Luffy | 3.0k | Masterlist

It hurt only when you touched it.

And while, objectively you knew that wasn't the best measurement for if a brain injury was serious or not, it was reassuring in a way. It could always have been worse, you reasoned. You could have been bleeding out on the ground.

Instead, you were trying your hardest to remember… well, anything.

“Temporary amnesia isn't unheard of from a hard impact,” Chopper said.

Him, you remembered well. You remembered most of the crew around you to an extent. Names came easily but specifics felt lost when you reached for them. It was probably for the better. Had you not remembered who they were entirely, you might not have responded well to a reindeer fussing around your head.

“How did it even happen?” you asked.

Everybody looked at Luffy. There wasn't a moment's hesitation amongst them.

“It wasn't my fault!” he protested.

“Really?” Nami asked. “How many times have I told you not to drag us around the deck like that?”

“I do it all the time and she never gets hurt!”

Nami gestured to you and you stared at the bump again in the small mirror Robin had brought out for you. It wasn't very pretty. Right above your right eye. You touched it again and winced at the pain.

Okay. That was something you shouldn't be doing.

Luffy appeared next to you without warning and you startled. “Do you really not remember anything? It wasn't that hard.”

“It was pretty damn hard,” Zoro said.

“I remember some things…” you said. “Not much. I know my name. I know your name. And…”

Much more than that felt like it was a strain to reach. Luffy's frown deepened.

“Chopper, can't you fix this?”

“There's no medicine for this kind of thing,” Chopper protested. “The best I can do is treat the injury but the amnesia is a waiting game. We just have to be careful and try not to push her too hard. Don't force the memories. Let them come back naturally.”

“Perhaps we can prompt a few,” Robin suggested. “Through familiar spaces or situations?”

“Maybe,” he said. “But gently. Alright, Luffy?”

Luffy finally stopped staring at you without blinking. Something you were thankful for because it had been starting to creep you out a little.

“Why me?”

“Because you slammed her head into a pole!” Nami snapped.

He sighed as though the accusation was unfounded but then gave you a genuine smile. “Sorry. I didn't mean to.”

“I know,” you admitted. “I didn't think you did.”

“Even with amnesia, she's like this…” Nami muttered.

“Like what?”

Robin laughed softly. “Maybe Sanji can prepare something you usually enjoy. It's as good of a start as any.”

You had no reason to protest.

Zoro held out a hand and practically hauled you onto your feet despite Chopper's reprimand. You wobbled for a second before you got your balance back and held your hand up to block out the sun from shining into your eyes. Was it always this bright?

Luffy's arm wrapped around you and you startled. The sudden pressure around your waist was unnerving, his weight settling against your side before you'd quite registered him moving. But… it wasn't entirely unwelcome.

It was actually very familiar.

“Come on,” he said. “If food'll fix it then Sanji's got this easily.”

That, at least, was something with no lingering doubt in your memory.

You moved to your usual seat at the table without thinking about it, only noticing when Luffy beamed over it. It wasn't long before Sanji placed a plate in front of you carefully, his attention flicking toward the captain.

“Be careful,” he warned. “You have a vulture.”

“It smells really good,” you said.

Luffy's arm wound around you eagerly, his head almost bumping into yours as he slid closer to you.

“It's your favourite.”

“Is it?”

Nami hit the back of his head and Luffy startled, retreating from winding around you. “Give her some room. She doesn't remember you climbing all over her like that.”

You giggled. “Does he do this often?”

“Daily,” Sanji said. “Mainly when you're eating.”

“Because you make it worse,” Nami said, her gaze accusatory. “Every time he starts doing it, you just tell him that it's fine.”

“Because she likes it!” Luffy protested.

“I don't think I mind,” you offered. “I mean, if I'm trying to regain some memories here, it might not be a bad idea.”

Nami stared at you, miserably unimpressed.

“As long as you're being gentle!” Chopper reprimanded. “Just because it doesn't look that bad doesn't mean it isn't! And if he keeps shaking you around, he could make it worse!”

You glanced toward him and winced. “That's not very reassuring.”

“Sorry, but it's important. He jostles you around a lot and I don't want to risk it.”

“No I don't!”

“Yes, you do,” Zoro corrected. “How else would we have ended up in this situation in the first place?”

Luffy groaned dramatically. It was a fight not to laugh at his expression so instead, you grabbed his chair and pulled it closer to you. You weren't sure why you did it but it seemed he knew because he immediately wrapped both arms tightly around your torso and dropped his head heavily against your shoulder.

His chin dug in as he tilted his head toward the others and stuck out his tongue.

“Try it,” he said. “You'll like it.”

His hair was tickling your cheek. You brought a small amount to his mouth instead of your own and he inhaled it without even asking.

“Wait, hey, that's meant to be yours,” he complained around the mouthful.

“I know,” you said. “But I have to make sure it's not poisonous.”

Sanji looked offended, one hand pressed to his chest. “I would never!”

You flashed him an apologetic look and brought another small bite to Luffy who, despite his complaints, immediately ate it.

“I actually just wanted to share,” you admitted.

You offered another bite and Luffy opened his mouth instinctively before he suddenly closed it again. He didn't bother unwinding his arm before he reached for the fork and shoved it toward you instead.

“You've got to try it too.”

You wrinkled your nose but accepted, even if it felt odd to do so. It was good. Warm and familiar, the recognition arriving a second before you could work out what exactly you were recognising. You went back for a little more.

Though the second you were done, Luffy opened his mouth for the next bite.

You ignored him and had it yourself.

“I see your point. It's very good.”

“You always ask Sanji for it. Do you remember that?”

You didn't. You tried your hardest to reach for where the memories were but you kept coming up with nothing. The memories of asking for it were gone but…

But you did get the idea that the best part of the meal had very little to do with flavour. It had more to do with the tickle of Luffy's hair against your cheek and the warmth of him wrapped around you.

“Do you sit like this with me whenever I eat?” you asked.

“Sometimes. Depends what you're eating.”

“It depends if you'll share without him having to guilt it out of you,” Sanji muttered.

“Is this guilting?”

“Yes.”

Luffy huffed. “I'm not.”

“It's working,” you admitted.

He grinned wider. “That's just because you like me.”

“I do, don't I?”

“You always let me sit here so...”

You didn't have an answer for that yet. But you knew there was one, waiting just outside your reach.

Admittedly, you slept better that night than you had in a very, very long time. It turned out being head slammed into a pole did wonders for exhausting your body. You still wouldn't recommend doing it though.

For nothing else than it really sucked to stare out the window and struggle to remember what you were meant to do that day.

So you went for the one thing that could be a guarantee. Breakfast.

Chopper immediately rushed over to you when you arrived, reaching you before even Luffy and you sat down to allow him to examine it. He hummed and muttered to himself as he worked.

You winced as he touched a particularly sore spot. He batted your hands away with his hooves before you could reach for it.

“Try not to touch it too much,” he said. “The bruise there is already quite bad and you'll make it worse by fiddling.”

Luffy leaned over you. “Do you remember anything yet?”

“A few fragments,” you admitted. “I know everybody's name and… I knew where breakfast was going to be. Does that count?”

“It's small steps,” Chopper said. “Do you know what ship you're on?”

“The Thousand Sunny.”

He beamed. “Perfect! And what about the name of Robin's devil fruit? Or even what it does?”

You opened your mouth, confident you knew the answer, but the thoughts stuck in your brain. You looked toward her, trying to spark something in your memories. She must have used it in front of you before.

“I know what it does,” you said finally. “It grows limbs.”

She smiled and nodded. “It does.”

“Do you know mine?” Luffy asked.

You stared at the arm wrapped around you three times and smiled. “No idea, captain.”

He laughed and unexpectedly reeled you in, spinning you twice before he caught you against his chest. The world kept turning for a second after he stopped, bright deck and blue sky sliding together until you blinked them steady. Chopper immediately began to protest loudly.

Although you were more caught up by Luffy's very pleased grin.

“See, you called me captain. So, you're fine.”

“Isn't that your position?”

“Yes, but only you say it like that.”

You giggled to yourself. “I have to admit, I did it on instinct. Not really because I was meaning to.”

“Instinct's good.”

Chopper sighed. “If he asks you to do something ridiculous, you have to tell him no, okay? Because you're still recovering.”

You looked at Luffy's expression and knew, even without the memories, that Chopper was ascribing you a nearly impossible task. You could already tell where his brows would drop and his pout would form. He was far, far too good at looking disappointed.

“I was bumped on the head,” you said. “Not given magical powers.”

“It doesn't take magical powers to say no to him,” Nami pointed out. “I've been telling you for years that it's more about self-preservation instincts.”

“Do I have those?”

“No.”

Luffy laughed and scrunched his nose. “It's okay. I know to be careful. Don't worry.”

You smiled because true, he could have picked you up rather than just spinning you into him. “So, I get special treatment because I'm hurt?”

He scoffed. “No, you always get special treatment.”

He didn't even say it as though it was an announcement. Just as simply as telling you the weather. You laughed to yourself.

Alright then.

Your memories trickled back as the days went past. Most of them did, anyway. And what you forgot, Luffy helpfully supplied despite Chopper's requests. He told you where you liked to sit and handed you what you'd been busy with before.

And every time he put something familiar back into your hands, it settled there more naturally than you expected, even if the memory attached to it didn't return until much later that night.

It wasn't long before the Thousand Sunny docked on a new island. One with white sand beaches and one suspiciously smoking mountain. You knew while staring at it, without a doubt, that the chances of it finding a reason to erupt while your crew was there stood high.

Luffy was half down the gangway when you caught his vest, the fabric rough and sun-worn. He stopped immediately and tilted his head back toward you, waiting.

You stared at your hand in his vest.

Why had you done that? You hadn't wanted to say anything but it had felt far too natural to ignore. And now Luffy was waiting patiently for you to do something.

You stared at him, guilt mixing in as you tried to reach for the second part of whatever this ritual was. Everybody else was staring too. You could feel their attention sitting heavily against your shoulders.

What came next?

Luffy's smile faded slightly. It didn't disappear but you saw it grow smaller, replaced by a confusion you hated seeing there.

If you'd just let him go…

He leaned in a little closer. You hesitated.

Then you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. “Be safe.”

His grin returned in full force, bright enough that it would put the sun to shame. Your fingers slipped free from his vest as he rushed down to join Zoro where he'd been waiting and waved over his shoulder at you.

“I probably will!”

He definitely wouldn't. Your lips tingled faintly as you watched him grab Zoro and start dragging him in the right direction. That had been the right answer then.

“I'm in love with him, aren't I?” you asked Nami.

She rolled her eyes. “Only just noticing?”

“Well, given the bump…”

“You forgot the name of Robin's devil fruit but not to feed him when he's hovering over your shoulder like a starved gull,” she said. “It's impressive.”

You laughed quietly to yourself. It was strange. Almost wrong to have your body remember the routines but not the times that had forged them. You stared down at the gangway and almost heard a faint echo from the first time you'd done that.

“You told me I was hoping for a miracle,” you said to her. “The first time I did that.”

Nami smiled. “You still are.”

“We talked about it for hours. You told me I have weird taste in men.”

“Odd taste, not weird,” she corrected you.

Which was exactly what she'd said after you got offended the first time. For a second, the two moments almost sat on top of each other. This island and another you could only half see, this conversation and the faint shape of the first, Nami sounding exactly the same in both.

“He punched somebody before he got back that time.”

“Doesn't prove your memories are returning. He finds a way to get into a fight at almost every island,” she said although she looked satisfied. “Either way, it's good you're feeling better. Would be great if you didn't let him drag you around but…”

“As I said, I didn't get magical powers.”

Dinner was usually how you knew whether Luffy had found trouble on an island. If he was late, there was probably a fight to be had, so you watched the sun sink lower through the afternoon and the shadows across the deck stretch with it.

You did hope it wasn't a fight. Whatever purpose you served in that field was staying outside your memory for now.

But Luffy came home with Zoro in tow and with only a few sticks in his hair. He dropped down in a seat directly in front of you and you smiled to yourself, fingers already gently untangling the knots of his hair.

“Find anything good?”

“Not really. Zoro fell off a rock and hit his head.”

“He's hit his head a thousand times more than I have and he never loses any memories,” you complained. You loosened one of the sticks and tossed it toward the ocean. “Doesn't seem fair, does it?”

Luffy shrugged. “You know he hit his head so you didn't lose everything.”

“It's because you can't damage a brain that doesn't exist,” Sanji said as he lowered a tray to you.

You knew which of the three drinks was yours and he smiled genuinely when you took the right one without asking. Slowly. You could feel everything coming back to you.

You took a sip before you handed it down to Luffy. “Leave me some please.”

“How much?”

You tapped at the quarter line of the glass and he nodded firmly. You went back to his hair, careful not to tug as you unwound the strands. It looked like he got into a fight with a bush and somehow lost.

You found a feather and offered it to him. He shook his head so it joined the sticks tossed overboard.

“I was safe,” he said.

“Did you mean to be or did you not find anything worth getting into trouble for?”

He laughed and you knew you'd caught him. He couldn't actively try to be safe. It wasn't something he was able to do. You didn't mind. The wish was more for the sake of reminding him not to be too reckless where he could.

“Sanji's got a big fish for dinner,” you said. “And I think it's something I've had before. I wonder if I'll recognise the taste.”

“You will.”

“You sound so sure.”

“Why wouldn't I be?” he asked, tilting his head back to look at you. “You're fine.”

You smiled at the reassurance of it, fingers moving carefully through his hair. “I still don't remember everything.”

“It'll come back,” he said. “Like the kiss did today. Took you a bit but it came back eventually. Doesn't matter if it takes a while. I'll wait.”

“You're not very good at that,” you reminded him.

He shrugged. “I'll figure it out.”

You smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “How do you manage to be both comforting and terrifying at the same time?”

“What's scary about that?”

“Makes me worry about disappointing you.”

“You can't,” he said. “Then I'll tell you again. Or we'll just do everything again.”

“I love you.”

“Yeah.”

You had known that answer was coming and you still laughed. “No, silly, as in I remember that I fell in love with you. And now you're sitting here and reminding me why.”

Luffy grinned. “Good timing. Because I finished your drink.”

The fingers running through his hair paused. “Luffy…”

“You don't call me that.”

“I'm about to start.”

Tags: @miwn8 ; @aceincase ; @chaeisrichnow ; @aceidentallyinlove ; @ilovedreming ; @moon-shampoo ; @charukii 

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the swing

𓏵‧₊˚ ┊ zoro x fem!reader | masterlist | pt. i

wc ; 2.3k approx.

tags ; established relationship / fluff / mutual pining / soft zoro, quiet / first kiss / slow burn / hand holding

requested ; me again! feel free not to do this since i just submitted an ask but maybe this could be a continuation of the one you just did for me... i'm always seeing pictures of the tree swing on the thousand sunny and it's hardly used. reader being pushed on the swing by zoro and maybe share a kiss

a/n: i yearn to swing in the sunny's swing... this is part two of my previous zoro fic named "almost enough." though, you can read this without reading the latter

the thousand sunny was quiet.

the ship creaks gently beneath your feet, the sails rustle overhead, and somewhere below deck, something shifts with a dull thump.

everyone else had gone exploring the island shortly after docking.

luffy had practically sprinted toward the nearest food stall.

nami and robin wanted to look around the marketplace.

sanji volunteered to carry their bags.

usopp and chopper disappeared after hearing rumors about some kind of festival.

franky and brook went with them.

even jinbe had decided to wander around.

which left you and zoro behind.

"we're guarding the ship."

that's what zoro had said.

you'd raised an eyebrow.

"you're guarding the ship."

"same thing."

you'd laughed.

"right."

now, nearly an hour later, you're sitting beneath the shade of one of the trees on the sunny.

more specifically, you're sitting on the swing.

the crew doesn't use it much.

it's tucked toward the side of the deck, beneath thick branches that stretch over the railing. the wooden seat has been polished smooth by years of weather and neglect, the ropes slightly worn but sturdy.

you've always liked it.

there's something peaceful about it.

you push yourself gently with your feet.

the swing moves forward.

then back.

forward.

back.

the island stretches beyond the ship, bright and warm beneath the afternoon sun.

you can hear distant music from the town.

"you look comfortable."

you glance over your shoulder.

zoro is standing a few feet away.

his arms are crossed.

"i am."

"thought you were gonna fall asleep."

"maybe."

he grunts.

then walks closer.

you expect him to sit down somewhere nearby.

instead, he reaches for the ropes.

"what are you doing?"

"move."

"...what?"

"you heard me."

you blink.

"zoro."

"move forward."

"why?"

"because you're barely moving."

you stare at him.

"...you want to push me?"

he looks away.

"apparently."

your smile grows.

"that's cute."

"don't make it weird."

"i didn't say anything."

"your face did."

you laugh.

then settle back against the swing.

"okay."

his hands close around the ropes.

he gives you a gentle push.

the swing moves forward.

your feet lift from the deck.

the breeze brushes against your face.

you smile.

"again."

another push.

slightly stronger this time.

you laugh.

the sound carries across the empty deck.

zoro watches you.

you don't notice at first.

you're too busy enjoying the feeling.

forward.

back.

forward.

back.

the ropes creak softly above you.

"faster."

"you're gonna fly off."

"i won't."

"that's what people say before they fly off."

"you're supposed to catch me."

he pauses.

"..."

you glance back.

"right?"

he gives you an unimpressed look.

"yeah."

but his hands tighten around the ropes.

and when he pushes you again, he's more careful.

you grin.

"see? you care."

"shut up."

"you do."

"i'm trying not to let you crack your head open."

"same thing."

"not even close."

you laugh again.

eventually, the rhythm becomes almost hypnotic.

zoro doesn't say much.

he doesn't need to.

you don't either.

there's something comforting about being around him when neither of you feels the need to fill every silence.

the island sounds distant.

the sea glitters beyond the railing.

the afternoon sun warms your skin.

and every time the swing moves backward, you catch a glimpse of him.

green hair.

scarred chest.

steady hands.

that familiar expression that always seems vaguely annoyed, even when he's being gentle.

you wonder how long you've been looking at him.

long enough, apparently.

because he says,

"you're staring."

you immediately look forward.

"i wasn't."

"you were."

"prove it."

"don't need to."

"...annoying."

"you like it."

you smile.

"...maybe."

his hands still.

the swing slows.

you look over your shoulder.

"why'd you stop?"

"you were distracting me."

your heart gives a stupid little jump.

"...oh."

he looks away.

"forget it."

"no."

you turn slightly in the seat.

"what did you mean?"

"nothing."

"zoro."

"you're annoying."

"you already said that."

"then stop asking."

you laugh softly.

the swing comes to a complete stop.

zoro rests one hand against the rope.

you look at him.

he looks at you.

neither of you moves.

"...you know," you say quietly, "i like this."

"the swing?"

"this."

you gesture vaguely between the two of you.

"being alone."

his expression softens.

just slightly.

"yeah."

"...you do?"

"i wouldn't be here if i didn't."

you smile.

"that's a very zoro answer."

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"it means you make everything sound like it's obvious."

"usually is."

you look down at your hands.

"not to me."

he waits.

you take a breath.

"sometimes i still wonder if i'm too much."

his expression changes immediately.

not dramatically.

just enough.

"we talked about this."

"i know."

"then stop."

you laugh nervously.

"i'm trying."

"try harder."

"wow. great advice."

he rolls his eyes.

you smile.

then your expression softens.

"it's just..."

you rub your thumb against the green bracelet around your wrist.

the one he gave you.

"i really like things like this."

"the bracelet?"

"that too."

you look at him.

"i mean... being close."

his eyes drop briefly to your hands.

"holding hands."

you pause.

"being pushed on a swing."

a tiny smile pulls at your mouth.

"having someone remember little things."

he doesn't answer.

you swallow.

"i know it's not everyone's thing."

"mine is."

your breath catches.

"...what?"

"yours."

he says it like it's obvious.

"i don't mind it."

your heart starts beating faster.

"you don't?"

"no."

"...why?"

he looks at you for a long moment.

"because it's you."

the world seems to quiet.

even the sea sounds farther away.

you stare at him.

"...that's a dangerous thing to say to someone who likes you."

his eyebrows lift.

"...likes me?"

you freeze.

oh.

you said that out loud.

"i..."

there's no recovering from it.

you cover your face.

"forget i said that."

"no."

"please."

"no."

"zoro."

he steps closer.

you peek between your fingers.

he's smiling.

barely.

but he's smiling.

"you like me?"

he was silent.

you lower your hands.

"...yes."

your voice is tiny.

"i do."

he doesn't laugh.

doesn't tease you.

doesn't look uncomfortable.

instead, he sits on the edge of the swing's wooden seat.

close enough that your knees touch.

"...good."

you blink.

"good?"

"yeah."

"that's all you're gonna say?"

"what do you want me to say?"

"i don't know!"

he chuckles.

quietly.

then his hand finds yours.

you go still.

his fingers slide between yours.

slowly.

carefully.

like he's giving you every opportunity to pull away.

you don't.

you squeeze his hand.

he squeezes back.

"...i like you too."

your chest feels warm.

"you do?"

"been pretty obvious."

"to who?"

"everyone except you."

you laugh.

"that's mean."

"true, though."

you lean your shoulder against his.

he doesn't move away.

instead, he rests his head lightly against yours.

for a while, neither of you says anything.

you just sit there.

holding hands.

the swing sways slightly beneath you.

"zoro?"

"hm?"

"...can i ask you something?"

"you've been doing that all day."

you smile.

"can i?"

"...yeah."

you hesitate.

"can i kiss you?"

he goes quiet.

not because he's uncomfortable.

because, apparently, he wasn't expecting you to ask.

his ears turn faintly pink.

"...yeah."

your heart nearly leaps out of your chest.

you turn toward him.

he turns too.

for a second, neither of you moves.

you've imagined this before.

probably more times than you'd ever admit.

but the reality is much quieter.

much softer.

zoro's hand is still wrapped around yours.

his other hand rests against the side of the swing.

you lean closer.

he meets you halfway.

the kiss is brief.

gentle.

barely more than a few seconds.

but when you pull away, you can't stop smiling.

neither can he.

you laugh quietly.

"that was nice."

"yeah."

"you're blushing."

"you're imagining things."

"your ears are red."

"shut up."

you grin.

then lean your forehead against his.

"...can we do it again?"

he sighs.

"you're greedy."

"you like me."

"...yeah."

his thumb brushes over your knuckles.

"...i do."

this time, when you kiss him, you don't feel like you're asking for too much.

you don't feel like you're too clingy.

you don't feel like you're taking up too much space.

because his hand is still holding yours.

and when the swing begins moving again, it's because zoro has gently pushed it with one foot.

you laugh.

"you pushed me."

"you said you wanted to swing."

"i did."

"then swing."

you settle back against the seat.

he stays beside you.

his hand never leaves yours.

the two of you drift gently beneath the tree, hidden from the rest of the world.

for once, you don't worry about whether you're too much.

you just let yourself be happy.

and zoro lets you.

this fic is written by @qwehwa 2026 / please do not feed any of my work into ai, copy, plagiarize, nor translate them into any other language— i will snap your neck.

[levitonin]

Warning MDNI . 18+

Needy gojo- I'm practicing new things with Gojo and I'm having too much fun

[dragonstarlightwrites]

Just One Kiss 

Characters: Zoro

Summary: Just one kiss that's all Zoro wants. Too bad things aren't working out for him.

Masterlist

The morning started like many on the Merry. You woke up slowly to the gentle rocking of the Merry and decent shouting of Usopp chasing after Luffy, who's laughter, covered the muffled shouting about cheating in finishing contest. Sunlight slipped through the curtains of the women's quarters; it was after breakfast time based on were the hitting on the wall which you were facing. Having night watches always caused you to sleep through breakfast, but Sanji would always save you something.  

For a few seconds, you simply lay there, enjoying the noises of the Merry and its crew, but then you felt something. A very familiar, gaze was burning wholes into you, so you flipped over to find Zoro sitting on the floor beside your bed. His arms were crossed over his chest, his back against the barrel acting as a bedside table, and his head tilted slightly toward you. 

You stared at him, a smile making its way onto your face, “Morning Zoro." 

“Morning.” His voice was low and rough from sleep. 

You propped your head up with a hand, “How long have you been there?”  

“Not too long." He answered with a small shrug before reaching over to his other side and grabbing a plate with your breakfast, "Figured it was safer in here, otherwise Luffy may have devoured it." 

"Thank you." Zoro just nodded placing the plate on top of the barrel, "You could have joined me in bed, you know? It would have been more comfortable than the floor, " You said teasingly, sitting up and stretching, and his eyes followed the movement. As you turned back towards him, Zoro pushed himself off the floor and stepped closer now leaning over you slightly as your eyes locked with his. He leaned down and his hand came up, fingers brushing against your lips before settling on your cheek.  

Your breath caught in your through as your heart rate picked up its pace, and you were now very awake. Your boyfriend had been waiting for you to wake up so he could get a morning kiss. And who are you to deny him of that, you to lean towards and just as your lips were inches away, “Y/N!” The door flew open with a loud slam, causing you to jerk your head and jump. If it was for Zoro's fast reflexes, your foreheads would have collided. And in the doorway stood Luffy, “Good morning!” 

Zoro slowly turned his head, giving the captain a bit of a stink eye, “What do you want?” 

Luffy blinked and scratched the top of his head, “I can't find my hat.” 

You stared at him confused, hanging around his neck was his straw hat, “You lost your hat?” 

“Yeah.” He nodded, looking around the room, gaze landing on your bedside table before dating back over to you and Zoro. You and Zoro look at each other before shrugging slightly.  

“It's around your neck.” Zoro replied shaking his head slightly.  

Luffy looked and started grinning, “Oh, found it!” And then before either you or Zoro could react, he grabbed your breakfast plate, and he was out the door. 

“Luffy that is my food!” You shouted springing from the bed, forgetting all about what you are Zoro were about to do a minute ago, now focused on chasing down the breakfast thief, "Get back here!" Zoro let a long sigh; he would get his morning kiss later and another to make up for not getting it as well. But he probably should keep an eye on what was happening because the last time you had chased Luffy around the ship both of you ended up going overboard. 

About thirty minutes later Luffy had fallen overboard after slipping on a spot Usopp had just mopped. And it was Sanji's turn to jump in to save him, which worked out well since he had been chasing Luffy as well once he found out that Luffy had taken your breakfast. Zoro, on the other hand, walked over to you, handing you an apple which you happily began to munch into since Luffy had eaten your food. He wrapped one arm around your shoulder drawing you closer and began to lean down and get a quick kiss, when, “Y/N?” Nami's voice called out from the stairs, waving towards you. Zoro's head dropped on your shoulder, and you could hear a couple of grumbles.   

You covered your mouth, trying to not laugh at him, “Sorry.” 

“Don't be.” He muttered keeping his arm wrapped around you like that would keep you from going anywhere.  

Nami suddenly appeared beside you with a stack of papers. “I need help.” 

You looked at Zoro giving him a slight nudge; he let out a small sigh and reluctantly let you go. "I'll be back soon, why don't you go train, and I will come and join you when I get done?" Zoro just nodded, maybe training would help him keep his thoughts off of kissing you.  

Nami needed help organizing supplies and checking the ship's inventory. It should have taken forty minutes at most. And while it did take about that long, Nami kept finding things for you to do which now meant you had been helping her for about two hours. Normally you wouldn't mind helping, in fact you loved helping your crew mates when you could. But you did feel bad about Zoro not getting his kiss.  

Soon enough Zoro passed by the doorway glancing into the room; you saw him and gave him a waved. As he waved back, he stopped in tracks, “Y/N.” 

“Yeah?” 

"Have you finished up yet?"  

You opened your mouth to tell him you were still helping Nami, but Nami immediately handed you another box. “Actually, could you put these away first?” 

You looked between them as Zoro stared at Nami. Nami smiled innocently. “(Y/N)'s very helpful today.”  

Zoro's eye narrowed. “Apparently.” You hurried through the rest of the work, but by the time you finished, Zoro was gone. 

As you went looking for your missing boyfriend, who could manage to get lost on Merry, you first ran into Usopp instead. “Hey, Usopp, have you...” 

“Ah! Y/N!” He immediately waved you over, “I need a second opinion.” 

Your hunt for Zoro was put on pause for a bit, “On what?” 

“My latest invention.” You sat beside him while he proudly unveiled a complicated contraption that looked suspiciously like a water gun attached to a slingshot. 

“What does it do?” You asked, looking curiously at the device that was in front of you. Most of Usopp's inventions are typically ingenuous, but this one looked a little bit odd.  

“That's the best part!” He demonstrated. The machine fired a stream of water directly into his own face. You stared trying to not make a face or laugh as Usopp wiped water from his eyes. “That was intentional.” 

“Of course.” You laughed out, unable to hold it in anymore. He then spent the next twenty minutes explaining how he was going to improve it, and you listened. Eventually, you could feel someone gaze on you and as you turn around, Zoro stood in the doorway watching the two of you. You smiled and waved at him, and he raised his hand waving you to come to him before tapping his own lips. You quickly made a move to say goodbye to Usopp when Usopp said, “Actually, Y/N, could you help me hold this?” 

You sighed inside your head, but gave him nod and smile, “Sure.” As you glanced back over your shoulder, Zoro disappeared.  

Once you were done helping Usopp you headed towards the crows nest hoping Zoro was up there, but before you could make it down the stairs, Chopper's voice called out to you, “Y/N!” You looked down and Chopper was holding a little basket. “Can you help me collect some herbs?” 

“Of course.” The two of you spent the afternoon gathering medicinal plants on the island that you were docked at. Chopper happily explained what each one did and the different medical purposes they could serve. You listened occasionally asking questions but mostly just nodding along to what he said. 

As you stepped back onto the deck Zoro was sitting against the mast with his arms were folded, and gaze pointed locked directly on you. You smiled at him and he gave a small smile and patted the ground beside him. You quickly made your way over dropping down beside him. “Hi, miss me?” 

“Yeah, I did.”  

Your heart fluttered as he reached for you, pulling you in closer, finally. Your eyes closed and just as you could feel his breath on your lips, “Y/N!” Chopper's voice rang out. 

You opened your eyes and Zoro didn't as head dropped back against the mast “I'm going to throw myself overboard.” 

"We are right next to land, kind hard to down in this shallow of water." You said letting out a laugh, leaning back slightly to watch as Chopper hurried over to where you are sitting. 

 “I forgot to ask you something!” 

Zoro slowly looked at him. “Chopper.” 

“Yes?” Chopper looked between you two looking a little guilty. 

“Do you need them right now?” 

“Yes.”  

Zoro sighed, looking back at you, “Then take them." 

You patted his shoulder as he helped you get up. “I'll be back.” 

“You'd better.” He muttered something else you didn't quite catch as he tried to settle into taking a nap. 

Once you were finished up with Chopper, dinner time was about an hour off. You found Zoro quickly, but this time he was keeping Luffy distracted from trying to get into the kitchen before dinner. You could help, or you could see if Sanji needed anything; and the second option was much easier. You would make it up to Zoro later.  

“Need any help with dinner Sanji?" You asked as you walked in the galley.  

Sanji looked up from the pot he was stirring.  “Ah, (Y/N)! Perfect timing!” He immediately handed you a plate. “Try this.” 

You tasted it and your eyes widened. “This is amazing.” 

Sanji practically sparkled. “Your praise means everything!” He proceeded to try several of the other dishes that he was preparing. You tasted every single one and they were all delicious. 

“You're going to spoil me if you keep this up,” you said, setting down the fork. 

“That's exactly what I'm trying to do.” Sanji placed another plate in front of you. “Now, what do you think this needs?” 

You leaned closer, studying the dish. “Maybe a little more salt?”  Sanji immediately grabbed the salt; he sprinkled some into the dish before mixing it and offering you another taste. You nodded. “Even better.” 

“I knew I could trust your judgment.” 

You smiled. “I'm glad I could help." 

Sanji pointed toward the counter. “Could you help me carry these outside? The weather is so nice, I thought eating outside tonight would be enjoyable. Dinner will be ready soon, and I need to get everything set up.” 

“Of course.” You quickly picked up the needed items and headed out to the deck to arrange the dishes for dinner. By the time everything was ready, the rest of the crew began making their way toward the table. Zoro quickly claimed a spot beside you, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze before making a small gesture toward the crow's nest as he mouthed, After dinner. You gave him a nod before digging into your meal before Luffy could get a chance to swipe something off your plate. 

But by the end of dinner, you were convinced you were never going to get that kiss. Luffy had dragged Zoro, Usopp, and Chopper off to try and find the "monster" on the island. There had been a loud roaring noise during dinner, and Luffy decided he just had to know what it was. Leaving you waving goodbye to your boyfriend as he went off to search for the monster.

You took a couple laps around the deck after helping Sanji clean up before wondering up to find Robin sitting quietly reading the girl's cabin.  She smiled when you entered. “Would you like to keep me company?” 

“Of course.” You sat beside her and the two of you spent the next hour reading together. Robin occasionally showed you something interesting in one of her books. It was a quite and comfortable way to spend your evening, but you couldn't help glancing towards the door, hoping to hear the others coming back.  

“You're waiting for Zoro,” Robin said after awhile, her eyes still on her book. 

You looked at her. “Is it that obvious?” 

“A little.” Robin replied as she continued to read her book. 

You laughed softly, setting your book aside, “I've barely seen him all day.” 

Robin turned a page. “I imagine you're looking forward to having some time alone with him.” 

“Very much.” 

You sighed, resting your chin in your hand. “We were supposed to have a few moments together this morning.” 

“What happened?” 

“Luffy happened.” Robin's lips curved into an amused smile. “And then Nami needed help, and Usopp needed help, and Chopper needed help, and then Sanji needed help...” 

“And now I have you.” You looked at her and Robin smiled innocently over the top of her book. 

You couldn't help but laugh. “I suppose you do.” 

“I hope you don't mind.” She said looking at you now. 

“Not at all.” You leaned back against the wall. The two of you returned to your books. For a while, the only sounds were the gentle creaking of the Merry and the occasional turning of a page was the only noises your heard. The rocking of the ship was almost enough to make you sleepy. Eventually, you heard voices coming from outside and you immediately sat up. “Is that them?” 

Robin closed her book. “It sounds like it.” 

You were already getting to your feet when Luffy's voice rang out from the deck. “WE FOUND IT!” There was a loud crash from somewhere outside, followed by Usopp yelling something you couldn't quite make out. 

You looked at Robin. “I should probably go see what happened.” 

Robin smiled. “Of course.” 

You hurried out onto the deck. Luffy was standing near the railing, looking incredibly pleased with himself. Usopp was beside him, covered in dirt and leaves, while Chopper was excitedly talking about whatever they had discovered. And Zoro was standing a few feet away, staring directly at you. The moment your eyes met, his expression softened. You smiled and walked towards him. “Did you find the monster?” 

“No.” Zoro said, shaking his head. 

You blinked. “You didn't Then what did Luffy find?” 

“A giant turtle.” 

Luffy immediately turned around. “It was a monster!” 

“It was a turtle,” Zoro repeated. 

“A MONSTER TURTLE!” Luffy said, stretching out his arms to demonstrate how big it was.  

You laughed; Zoro shook his head before looking back at you. “Crow's nest?” 

You smiled. “Crow's nest.” Zoro held out his hand, and you took it, letting him lead you toward the stairs. 

“Hey, Zoro!” Luffy called after him. Zoro stopped and glanced over his shoulder. “Don't fall asleep up there!”  

Zoro stared at him for a moment. "I wasn't planning on it.” 

Luffy grinned. “Okay!”  

Zoro turned back around, muttering something under his breath as you tried to hide your laughter.  As you reached the ladder, you gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “This time, nobody is stopping us.” 

“That's the plan.” Zoro said as he helped you up before closing the hatch closed. Before you could say another word, Zoro dropped down onto a small bench, pulling you into his lap.  You let out a small laugh as your arms instinctively slipped around his shoulders. “Finally,” he murmured.  

You smiled, running your fingers through his hair as his hands settled securely around your waist, pulling you closer until there was barely any space left between you. You looked into his eyes, taking in the tiredness that lingered there beneath the soft expression he reserved just for you. “I missed you today.” 

“I was right there.” 

“I know.” You brushed your thumb along his cheek. “But every time I thought I was going to get you to myself, someone needed me.” 

Zoro huffed a quiet laugh. “Yeah, I noticed.” 

You smiled before leaning closer, your forehead resting against his. “I’m sorry.” 

“Don't apologize.” His hand came up to the back of your neck, his thumb gently brushing against your skin. “You're here now.” 

Your smile softened. “I'm here now.” For a moment, neither of you said anything. The sounds of the crew below distant, leaving only the gentle rocking of the Merry and the quiet sounds of the two of you breathing. 

Zoro's gaze dropped to your lips. “Can I finally kiss you?” 

You leaned forward until your lips barely brushed his. “You don't have to ask.” And that was all it took. Zoro closed the remaining distance, kissing you slowly, savoring the moment, he'd been denied all day. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you melted into him, finally getting the kiss you'd both been waiting for. 

The kiss started gentle, but it didn't stay that way for long. You tilted your head, deepening the kiss as your fingers slipped into his hair. Zoro let out a quiet breath against your lips, his arms tightening around you as he had finally decided he was done holding himself back. You could feel the smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth when you kissed him again. You pulled back for barely a breath before leaning in again, pressing another kiss to his lips. When you pulled back to catch your breath, Zoro followed you, catching your lips once more before you could get very far. His thumb brushed slowly along your cheek as he kissed you again, this time softer. You melted against him, letting yourself relax completely in his arms. When you finally parted, neither of you moved very far; his forehead rested against yours. “Worth the wait?” You asked after catching your breath. 

He smiled, brushing his nose against yours. “Definitely.” He kissed you again and again. And for the first time all day, there was nowhere else either of you needed to be. 

[zrqinn]

I love you, till your last breath

(And even after)

[glmregrlz]

Control

And the thing is, when Mark is fucking you into the mattress, drool dripping from the corner of your slack mouth and your eyes rolled back into your head, all he's thinking about is how just a few minutes earlier you were trying to convince him to "let himself lose control."

"I'm not gonna break, Mark," you'd pouted, giving him those big, pleading eyes. He'd just smiled down at you and nodded, then kissed you and gave you what you thought you wanted.

He knows though, if he actually let go, let himself lose control, he'd kill you or at the very least leave you permanently injured. There's something sick about it that thrills him. The way you feel around his cock makes him want to give into the Viltrumite part of his brain that's telling him if you're worthy of his seed, you'll survive what it takes to get it. He's ashamed of it and will never let those thoughts see the light of day, but he can't ignore them. You begging for him makes it even more difficult to keep that grip on his self control.

It's easy to see how much you trust him when you're gushing around his dick as it rocks in and out of you, Mark's hands pressing bruises into your waist and teeth leaving angry red patches on your neck.

So yeah, he could break you with one thrust- even less than that.

But he'd never lose control, not with you.

[soleilnomoon]

NSFW!!

Would you rather Zoro teasing and playfully manhandling you all day and exposing a lot the size difference between you two with him being like " you're so damn small!! If I was drunk I could probably mistake you for a doll..." *Classical smirk 😏* and like "you barely weigh anything how do you SURVIVE??" And you're like NO SIR! I'm normal you're the huge one!! OR Sanji eating dinner on top of you as if you were a little table and then being like "want some?? Oh right you can't talk 😏" and like "If you really want some you have to stay good and silent for me 'kay?" And then "OUpS!!! My bAd I sPiLLEd some SAucE!! you'Re aLL diRtY! I think you need a shower... ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯" but you're like NO! I want YOU to clean ME... "Uh-Uh You broke the rule and talked... Now you will have to take responsibility for your actions my darling... "

👀 Could you turn the Zoro part into a headcanon please? If you want of course 👌🏼

✨SENDING LOOOOVE!!!✨💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

i’m ngl i do love the idea of zoro manhandling y/n—it speaks to me on a spiritual level lmao, so here you go <3

1.1k words, afab reader (no pronouns), nsfw. it's longer than i meant for it to be, but it's zoro who cares.

not for nothing, but zoro makes it his mission to keep you flustered all day. 

it starts out light—the teasing consists of him patting the top of your head, ruffling your hair in a way that steadily agitates you as the morning goes on, constantly putting things on higher shelves because it’s funny when you struggle to reach them until you stomp your feet in a quiet rage which only encourages him to up the ante.

he then finds every excuse to touch you, even going as far as to physically pick you up and move you a few inches to the right when you’re only slightly in his way. you slap his arm and it only makes him laugh and laugh and laugh. you try pushing him, but he barely budges, instead casually nudging you and showing you how much easier it is for him than you. because your crewmates are used to the way you bicker, they don’t make any mention of it. you like to stew in your annoyance by pestering sanji and nami, babbling incessantly about the blase way that zoro disregards your pleas.

they both tell you to either confront him or let it go—or, more importantly, shut up about it; you don’t like any of those options.

zoro overhears, finds it interesting that you’ll seek out guidance from those two of all the straw hats—the love cook making idiocy and obnoxiousness his profession, the navigating sea witch just as greedy as she is manipulative. he doesn’t trust that they won’t poison your mind, so he makes it his mission to give you the confrontation that you won’t seek out.

it’s when you make the mistake of challenging him to a drinking contest that the both of you end up entangled in one another’s arms, finally succumbing to the electricity that passes like a determined current, recklessly crashing, pushing you past the point of no return. his mouth leaves heated kisses along your neck, tongue darting out and tracing intoxicating patterns on your skin before nipping and marking you for the others to see.

somehow, you’re still convinced that he only means to tease you and not follow through on any of his unspoken promises.

when he’s successfully placed several hickeys along your chest, neck, hips, thighs, you think he’ll leave you high and dry; your chest heaves, lips bruised from the savage way he kissed you, body sobering up but mind absolutely a liquid mess from the intoxication you feel whenever you’re around him. his pace hasn’t increased, his determination to kill you slowly more and more evident with how the tips of his fingers graze and lightly pinch your nipples, pulling moan after moan from you without remorse.

he marvels at how his large, tanned hands can cup your breasts with ease—they sit prettily in his hands, his tongue circling around as it drags around tasting your skin and preferring it to the taste of alcohol. it surprises him, but he doesn’t shy away from the revelation.

your eyes widen slightly and you squirm underneath him, his body heavy but welcomed; you scratch at his chest, your hands roaming all along his exposed skin, fingers tracing along his scars, memorizing them quietly. a hand grips your thigh, pushing your legs apart, you can barely hide the way you’re trembling and waiting for him to ruin you in a way that puts all of your late-night fantasies to shame.

he says that you’re remarkably small, you counter that you’re perfectly normal-sized, reminding him that it’s his big, brutish body that makes others look small in comparison. it only makes him laugh deeply, almost tender even as he mocks you. his fingers tug your panties off in one fluid motion, leaving them mostly intact as he tosses them onto the wooden floor.

your arousal gives you away, but you don’t care. he’s fascinated by the way you react to him, his thick finger working its way inside of you, your hips rolling as you try to get him to go faster; zoro rolls his bottom lip in between his teeth, his dark, hungry eye watching your face change from annoyance to wanton lust. and that’s what he wants, isn’t it—for you to writhe underneath him, breathless, brows knitted closely together in frustration as he edges you; his thumb circling around your clit lightly, his finger sliding in and out of you fast then slow, the pace setting your skin on fire in the most unbearable way.

you’re calling out his name and his lips are on you again; he considers sparing you—possibly his own lust taking over, you can feel his hardness against your thigh and you rub against him, hoping to evoke some sympathy in him. a smirk plants itself on his lips, his voice low and full of promise when he whispers things—filthy, beautiful things—in your ear before picking up the pace and plunging another finger inside of you. 

he told you once that if he ever got you alone like this, your pussy would never know peace.

you believe him now.

his fingers power into you mercilessly, and you tense, pussy clenching around his fingers tightly. he coaxes an orgasm out of you, your cries soft and musical, hypnotizing him. reluctantly, he pulls his fingers out, your cheeks embarrassingly flushed—and then his mouth takes over.

zoro isn’t a talker, but he makes an exception when he continues whispering, the vibrations of his words rumbling against your skin, shaking you from the inside out.

his tongue swipes along your folds, lapping up the wetness that coats along the outside, only dipping in between them once he’s satisfied. you tug on his short hair, which only makes him grip your thighs firmly, fingers pressing into your plush skin in warning. ravenous and slightly dazed, zoro’s mouth and tongue turn you into a babbling, sputtering mess,

your clit throbs from how much he’s neglected it. the request never makes it out of your mouth when he flicks his tongue against it unexpectedly, your body jerking as he sucks on it playfully.

you mean to keep quiet, but it’s damn near impossible. his chin is drenched, but he doesn’t care; part of him wants everyone to hear the way he’s unraveled you, however another part also refuses to let anyone see this side of you.

he’s simple, yet complex.

the orgasm leaves you breathless and in tears—partially because zoro hasn’t stopped and probably won’t without instruction. when your thighs squeeze against his head, whimpers tumbling out of you pathetically, he chuckles and wrenches one more devastating orgasm from you, pulling away only so he can look at you proudly.

he’s pleased with himself, with your mess, with his own restraint; your eyelids flutter and zoro lies down next to you. your attempts at complaining fail once he pulls you on top of him and sleep claims both of you without notice.

[sweetohmy]

“eyes on the paper, dummy…”

[°❀.࿔] » content warning: suguru x ex reader :: exes to lovers :: fluff :: pet names :: college au :: yearner!suguru :: fem!pov

art: @agrasberry

you tiptoed down the quiet hallway and stopped once you reached an abandoned corner, you let out a shaky sigh, clutching the ID against your chest. you’ve done this a million times but each time it felt like you were on the verge of getting caught.

“right here,” you whispered, waving sugurus old, invalid keycard at the card scanner on the door. the lock clicked and you slipped through it, holding your hand between the door so it wouldn’t slam hard. it hurt your fingers. it always did, but it was always worth it.

you ran up the dusty staircase and slipped a little on the last few stairs. by the time you got to sugurus dorm, you barely had time to catch your breath before the door opened and suguru snatched you in, his arms looping around your waist.

“you always take too long…” he murmured into your hair, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. suguru wore his hair in that delicate bun. he always wore his hair up. “you look so pretty tonight.”

you raised an eyebrow at his words and put the ID into your back pocket before allowing your small hands to rest on his thick forearms. “only tonight?” you replied, tilting your head at him.

suguru rolled his eyes at you and shoved you away playfully. he slumped down on the cushions he set up on his floor and looked up at you dramatically. “come on y/n… the content won’t study itself.”

“i wish it would.”

as you sat down, suguru snaked his arm around your shoulder to pull you closer. “hm? what’s the fun in that ba—y/n..?” you noticed his slip up. you noticed all of his slip ups, but tonight, you decided to point it out.

“i told you to stop calling me baby when we first broke up, suguru,” you reminded him sternly, slapped his arm away from you. “i came here to study suguru… don’t make this weird.”

suguru nodded and swallowed, his lips tightening into a thin line. “right,” he whispered. “it was just a slip up…”

you let out a non committal hum at his explanation. “let’s just get to work… all of this calculus is frying my brain,” you muttered, pinching the bridge of your nose.

suguru nodded again and grabbed the calculators, scratch paper, and his own notebook filled with calculus notes. he nudged the notebook towards you despite your pouting. “eyes on the paper, dummy… it’ll help a lot.”

“i saved these for you,” he cooed, opening to the first page filled with notes on the chain rule. you looked around the page at his beautiful handwriting. a few things were scratched out. when you noticed them, he let out a sheepish laugh. “hey, i struggled a little too… don’t be too judgy,” he said to your blatant criticism.

the two of you were thirty minutes into your calculus study session, and your head was already swaying. you were able to pull all nighters all the time. maybe you lost that ability after studying so much. who knows.

“ah y/n, you shouldn’t burn yourself out you know,” suguru murmured soothingly, his arm already looping around your waist. “you get all mean when you push yourself too hard, remember?”

you nodded and gave in to his touch. your body melted right against his. suguru smiled warmly and stroked your arm, setting his pen down and wrapping both of his arms around you. “you work so hard y/n…”

you closed your eyes as your head rested against his muscular chest. suguru was always so warm. he was your personal heater. “i’ve always loved that about you,” he added shyly, his hair coming loose from his bun as he looked down.

sugurus long dark silky hair flowed over his shoulders as he watched you fall asleep in his arms. suguru was quiet for a long moment, his tan cheeks flushed with a delicate pink. he used one of his hands to stroke your cheek with his callused thumb.

“you—you focus on your studies too much,” he added, his voice uncharacteristically whiny. if only you were up to hear him. “but… i’ll wait for you, i’ll wait as long as you need me to… if—if that’s what you want…” he breathed out, glancing over at the clock on the wall. it was three in the morning.

suguru couldn’t bring himself to compliment you directly, a part of him believed you could still hear him even in your sleep. he would never hear the end of it if you were awake. one of your eyes slowly opened. when you saw his hair down and how… melancholy he looked, you couldn’t hide the bittersweet smile on your lips.

“and… for the record, you’re pretty every night… you know that.”

i had to write this and post it before i went to sleep. would you get back with suguru? lmk in the comments! ( ≧ᗜ≦)

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