โYou still with me baby, or are you too fucked out to speak?โ a light chuckle is released from his mouth. โY'know, you wouldn't be in this situation if you weren't going around misbehaving. Did you enjoy getting me all riled up, hmmโ he questioned. Once he didn't hear a responce a harsh slap to your pussy has you choking out in pain.
โI'm talkinโ to you y/n''.
You tried so hard to force the words out, you truly did. However the way he has you lying on the bed with your arms bound behind your back and legs being spread oh so beautifully for him made it so hard to answer. Pinching your puffy clit with the pads of his fingers, has you twitching โP-please no mu-h, mโsorry'' the words tumbled out of your pretty lips so pathetically. Eyes red from the tears streaming down your pretty face โt-too muchโ you choked out. Movements from your pussy came to a stop and you slowly tried to pry your eyes open, blinking away the tears.
He pulls his hand from your cunt and slowly licks his fingers holding your gaze. โYou didn't answer my question, princessโ he said lowly. โDidn't mean toโ words finally came mumbled out, trying to find the strength to sit up to see what he was doing. โYou didn't mean to, hmmโ he repeated, words leaving a bad taste on his tongue. โWe both know that's a lie baby, just be honest.โ he said while looking at you.
โWell, that's okay. We can find a different way to make you talkโ.
Confusion settled on your face, as he yanked you towards him. โWhat are yo-โ the words barely left your tongue as a small device was suddenly pressed to your clit. A loud sharp moan was ripped from your mouth as you attempted to move away from the strong vibrations. โMโSORRY, PLE-AHHโ eyes rolling to the back of your head as your tongue lolls out of your mouth and drool slides down your chin. That familiar build up in you comes so fast โcu-โ
huh. Looking at him with pure shock a small why comes tumbling out. โHmm, isn't it obvious? What makes you think you can cum like you usually do?โ. Him alternating between the vibrator being shoved in you and his fingers rubbing against your clit, it was all too much. Tears streaming down your face, words repeatedly telling him to slow down and to let you cum falling on deaf ears.
โUntil you learn some self control, you're not allowed to cum... Iโll engrave it into that small brain of yours, who you truly belong to. Gonna make it so you're unable to think about anything else aside from meโ
Characters in mind while writing: ace, zoro,law, draken, grimmjow, suna, gojo, sukuna, dazai, kenpachi, aizen, eren, (insert ur fav here)
A/N: yโall this was so fun to write. this was originally supposed to be part of a mini series iโm working on but i want you guys opinion on this ๐ซฃ luv you
Synopsis: you wrote a letter wishing him a happy birthday, knowing that heโll never read it/ no warnings just angsty
HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO MY BABY ACE
One Piece spoilers below
Dear Ace,
Happy birthday my love, it's been awhile since i've written or have even come to see you.
How are you doing? Are you having fun? I miss you alot. I didn't think waking up and doing daily tasks could be such a draining and difficult thing to do. Don't be too mad at me. Itโs just that some days are easier than others but they all sort of end the same, with you not in them. So itโs been very difficult.
In other news Luffy beat Kaido and became a yonko! I know you would've loved to see and hear about your baby brother getting closer to his dream. He also ended up meeting Yamato and Otama, isn't this such a small world. Well, it was bound to happen I guess. Oh, I also heard that Sabo might be in trouble. Knowing your youngest sibling, I know he wouldn't let anything happen to him. The New World has definitely become more hectic now. I would've loved to see you doing stuff also.
What else, oh I took up gardening.
Do you remember that one night on pops ship, we were talking about what niche hobbies we look like weโd do and you told me that I look like I would be a gardener if I wasn't a pirate. I'm still insulted by that statement by the way, but anyways I took your blasphemous idea of me being a gardener and implemented it. You would be so proud. I must say it's not as bad as I thought. Hard labor for sure but in a way it's sort of relaxing.
If you were curious about what I grew, it's hibiscus. Pink hibiscus to be exact. I remember you telling me stories about your mom that Garp told you and thought it was a good idea. I'm thinking of planting them near your grave, as a little extra umph. Also so you can have another piece of something by your side so you don't get lonely. It's a good idea right?
Um I don't know what else to tell you, aside from the fact that I miss you.
I miss you so much Ace, it's so painful. You always said to live life without any regrets but I don't think I can do it anymore. Everything feels meaningless without you here. Everything reminds me of you. I don't know if I wanna drown myself in things that remind me of you or starve myself of your presence.
Just one more time I want to hear your laugh.
What I would give to have you take me on another random adventure when we go to a new island. To have your head in my lap, peppering your face with kisses, telling you how much you mean to me. Using our own verbal and non-verbal ways that we would say I Love You. Running and hiding from other crew members because you wanted to prank them. Stealing food from the kitchen at 4am, just soaking in each other's presence. I miss that.
I thought it would get easier the more I gave it time but I guess I have to actually make peace with the fact that i'll never get to do those things with you anymore. Since i've started writing this I don't want to end it because it feels like i'm saying goodbye to you once again. I didn't want to make this very long but it seems that I had a lot of stuff to get off my chest. You always did say that was a feature you loved of mine. So instead of saying goodbye, i'll talk to you later, my sweet baby boy.
Rest well Ace
Love, [Name].
writing this actually made me cry a lot. i canโt wait to write more for my baby๐ซถ๐ฟ
Arthur gripped your hips, he suggested this position, not really suggested. He mostly had lifted you off him the second you had clenched around him, he took advantage of your orgasm to reposition you. His hand held your hips, keeping you up. He gave the curve of you ass an affectionate pat. "You're alright.." His voice was soft, the roughness of it soothing your nerves as your thighs trembled. "Arthur.. please." You weren't even sure if you wanted a break or more, the please seemed to go either way. "You okay?" He mumbled, that rough hand that was always gentle with you smoothed up your spine to the nape of your neck as he leaned over to kiss your shoulder. You panted as you nodded, soft hairs stuck to your forehead. "Want more?" It took you a second to process what he was asking and before you even processed what you were doing, there was a faint nod. He smiled against your skin, "Atta girl.." Arthur had never ending praise for you. For even the simplest of things. A good job for eating dinner or waking up in the morning. Any act of living earned praised, you were his world. His girl. His everything. During these tumultuous times, he found solace in the tiny hotel room he was able to steal you away in. He was able to pretend it was all different. Maybe you two had a home or at least the gang wasn't falling apart.. he snapped out of it as he leaned back, bringing your hips up again.
He eased into you, a breathless gasp followed by a higher pitch moan left your throat. He kept your back arched with one big hand pressed between your shoulders as his other gripped your hip. His blunt nails biting at your skin, leaving little crescents. He wasn't being particularly gentle but nonetheless paused to catch his breath. Your velvet walls were clenching around him, almost painfully tight and too hot. He let out a throaty groan, it came from up in his chest. Almost a breathless noise. Arthur threw his head back, his fingers drumming on your back lightly. He huffed, pulling his hips back, he could feel how you suctioned around him, so he didn't pull out completely. He didn't was to lose that. He snapped his hips, grinning at your breath hitching, nice and loud. You had abused your pussy riding him, until she was puffy and soaked. He offered occasional help, but he mostly thrusted upwards to surprise you when he felt you getting close. He liked watching you do all the work, so it was time to return the favor. Each time he pulled out and rolled his hips forward, they got faster and stronger. He leaned over you, slowly pressing his chest to your back. It was strong and warm, damp with sweat and his hair soft. His hand flew to the headboard, caging you between one arm next to your head and his firm bicep. Built like a piece of sinewy lumber, strong and unmoving, he had you trapped. The noises coming from your dripping cunt were filthy. How could you be soaked for him? A tough, gritty man. A killer. An outlaw. A bad, bad, bad-
"Arthur..!" The way you squeaked his name caught his attention, he could feel your walls around him, shit, your poor pussy never caught a break. He could feel you clenching and writhing and your nails dug into his thick wrist. But he didn't let up, even when you were pushed forward by the sheer force of his thrusts. "Don't- run from me." He gritted out, teeth clenched, his head pressed to the back of yours. His arm shifted, his forearm pressed to the front of your shoulder, keeping you from jolting forward. You were ruining the sheets, his thighs were sticky and slick with you, his dick coated in your cream, his hairs frothy. He wasn't even attempting to quiet himself now. "God.. damn it." Your legs gave out without his hand holding you up, you pressed flat on your stomach, feeling the sheets sticking to your wet skin, beads of sweat sliding down the column of your neck.
"Look'atchu.. You're a good girl.." His praises deep and guttural, he pressed you further into the mattress. Your moans had progressed into soft screams, your face half hidden in your pillow, hair messed. His hand that wasn't white knuckling the headboard slid between the mattress and you, finding your clit. Poor thing was twitching at just the slightest touch from him. "There ya go.. Takin' me and lookin' so pretty.." His lips pressed to the crown of your skull, your hair tickling his nose. With just a few soft circle from his finger, he ripped another orgasm out of you, you soaked his cock while he pounded you into the mattress. You were a sobbing mess, choking on your words. A mix of please, Arthur, I can't do it and don't stop, harder, deeper. He liked fucking the brains right out if your pretty head. Feeling your cunt drenched him and constrict around him so perfectly, like your pussy was made to take his thick cock and keeping it nice and tight and warm, seated so deep within you, made his stomach taught. His own legs trembled at the way his release hit him like a damn freight train.
"Fuck-" he had no words, nothing to describe how it felt, rutting his seed deeper in you with his dick twitching. He collapsed, mind empty, body numb, nearly crushing you and keeping the wind knocked from your lungs. Your hand patted his head. "Good job.. I can't breathe." Arthur's laugh was soft, his eyes closed. "Sorry, sweetheart."