Warnings: AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Romance, Angst, a little bit of Smut, Religious Themes, Mentions of pregnacy, Mentions of Rape , Blood and Violence, Croccy just wants his wife 😔
Notes: Well, After a while of writing the One Shot I thought it would be a good idea to do the backstory and why does what happens in the first place. So I hope you like it (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)
I still couldn't believe what had just happened, after so many years without seeing you; But there you were, lying on her bed, sheltered between the fine silk sheets while your body lay quietly naked beside hers. His fingers brushed your skin delicately and subtly, afraid that your body would vanish between his hands, slowly moving his touch up to your chin, grasping it affectionately as he watched your sleepy face. You were just as beautiful as the last time his eyes fell on your body, his arm wrapped around your waist, carefully gluing your body to his larger one. Crocodile let out a wistful sigh as he smiled, the memories of the first time they met began to cloud his mind with some affection
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That night was splendid, the moon illuminating the dark mantle of the neck, speckled with small, dazzling stars. While he was a deity and enjoyed staying in his hidden temple filled with his riches while mortals worshipped him, he also enjoyed small pleasures such as wandering around the city that offered him devotion. That night there was a little night fair, more like a nice flea market, and I was a little curious to take a little walk around the place. Although he adopted a smaller form than the one he maintained as a deity, he still attracted attention for his great height compared to other humans; But they couldn't blame him. His clothes were still expensive, made of the finest fabrics and complemented by beautiful jewels that covered his head and neck, accompanied by gold thread covered with shining ornaments that covered his scar and made a fine cloth cover from nose down; While his scar didn't create insecurities, he didn't want humans to stand around staring at his scarred face.
When he arrived at the flea market he watched with delight as people moved quickly from one place to another, the deafening noise of voices and shouts filled his ears, the smell of spices being sold along with the fire and other smells swirled in his nostrils, and his eyes were fixed on the colored lanterns that adorned the neck and made a contrast of colors in that hectic place. Crocodile knew what humans were capable of, he liked the sight of the activities they created; But it didn't surprise him to a great degree, either. He began to walk along the corridor that was created by the crowd of people; But it quickly began to expand in the presence of man, Crocodile watched with delight as people stood aside before him, how men looked at him dumbfounded and women longingly as they began to murmur among themselves, it was clearly something normal, seeing such a man covered in riches and with such a splendid appearance was not so common in that place. Eventually, in his presence, the merchants began to attract his attention, showing him their products in the hope that this empowered man would buy from them. However, Crocodile was not very interested in such, yes, it was true that he had abundant riches; But just like riches, he had an abundance of materials offered to him by his followers, so he passed by the merchants, simply placing his golden gaze on some stalls.
After a while of walking, people had stopped showing him so much attention except for the occasional woman who had approached him with clear intentions, which he had observed with disinterest and had continued his walk through the market stalls. In one of the shops a glow had caught his eye, and out of the corner of his eye he saw what it was. To his right was a beautiful stall well decorated with different blankets and white silk-like fabrics, only being a copy of this, small pendants were around the shop, all of these with small semi-transparent crystals that shone different colors when the light reflected on them, on the display table were various animals which were camels, snakes with detailed scales despite their small size, dogs, cats, butterflies, etc. What certainly caught his attention were the small crocodiles that were meticulously placed; What really stood out is that all the animals were created from glass, they all had their charm, the details were elaborated with patience and love. He took a step further, certainly fascinated by the small creatures made of glass, wondering if it was possible for a mere human to be able to create such a wonderful work of art – "Did any particular animal catch your eye, sir?" - Their vision parted from the crystal figures and they fell on the young woman on the other side of the stall with a radiant smile - "Just… I was watching them… Are… Pretty," he said while still watching the young woman, who broadened her smile at the comment and nodded happily, "I'm so glad my art caught your attention, sir."- Crocodile gently raised one of his eyebrows, "Your art? Are you the creator of this?" - The young woman laughed softly as she nodded slightly looking at the much larger man - "That's right, I make these crystal figures myself, this is my dedication and I am as such proud of it" - An aura of calm and warmth ran through Crocodile's body. That woman had a presence that created peace, calm; something that no other mortal had ever managed to do in the "I see… And, I hope I don't seem too unfit; But how do you do them?" - The girl in response shook her head with that friendly smile while bending down to get something from under the display table, curious Crocodile peeked out until he observed how she took out a large sack full of sand, which the girl put her hand in and let it fall into the sack - "Sand, she's my co-worker. It is heated to a very high temperature and when it is transformed into glass it is molded while it is still at a high temperature. Who knew you could do such things with a little sand, right?" - Crocodile watched carefully as the sand escaped from your hands and fell into the sack fluidly, at the comment he couldn't help but let out a laugh that resounded in his chest -"Right, who knew?" -
The girl watched him as she put the bag back in its place under the table while shaking off the little sand that had stuck to her palms. - He commented in a soft tone as he tilted his head gently. Crocodile looked at the girl with his eyebrow raised and a slight smile on the corner of his lips. How did you know?" - The girl laughed as she moved a little closer to him, standing on the edge of the table and leaning on it carefully - "Not everyone here dresses in good fabrics and wears such precious jewels. It's easy to see him and quickly think that he's not from here and that he has good power." Certainly in the last he was not wrong making Crocodile laugh again "I understand, now I know why all the merchants were trying to make him have something" The young woman left the table laughing while she shook her head in amusement-"Well, they are always calling the attention of anyone to buy from them, they are desperate and between you and them their products are not of very good quality"- he said in an amused whisper looking at the man in whom a smile was drawn on his face -"I see, and your stall is of good quality"- "Well, I think so, it is my art and I create it myself with my hands and the quality that the desert itself and the gods themselves give me with the sand I use"- Crocodile's heart beat as he listened to it as he listened to how you spoke with confidence and enthusiasm in your voice -"In that I must agree with you… I'd like to buy you something; but I must admit that unfortunately I didn't bring anything with me"- Some embarrassment consumed his body at the statement; He had a lot of gold, that much was clear, but he never thought he'd want to buy something at a flea market like he does right now. The girl's gaze softened, and kindness seemed to drain from her eyes—"What animal did you like?" - He said as he began to poke around again under the table, pulling out several emerled green papers - "Well… And to say that crocodiles are an animal that I certainly like"- "You can tell, if I'm honest with his look… It is beautiful and looks like that of a reptile like crocodiles. Besides, it seems that you yourself have such animals as pets," he let out with a nervous laugh and a small blush staining his pretty cheeks, Crocodile laughed, if he knew. The young woman watched with a certain tenderness and how she took one of the figures of the aquatic reptile, wrapping it carefully between the green papers. He extended his hand with the wrapper as he looked at the man, Crocodile with his good hand extended it equally watching as he delicately placed the crystal figurine in his large palm, his eyes focused on it again"I… Right now I don't have anything, it's not necessary." - "Don't worry, I liked you… Consider it a gift from me; but if you like you you can do something in return to return the gift" - he said with that beautiful smile as he looked at the taller man. Crocodile looked at you for a few seconds while he felt his heart beat at the mere presence of the mortal in front of him, without a doubt it was unique, curiosity and a spark of affection appeared in him before that talented young woman and he certainly wanted to be with her again -"In that case I would like to do it, miss"-
After several weeks Crocodile began to go more to that town to spend time with this wonderful woman. She showed her the place where she worked, her workshop, how she made such works of art with a material which was glass. Crocodile was amazed by her, a spiral of infatuation appeared in him, that girl was so talented, so kind, so affectionate, tender, pretty, attractive; To him there weren't enough adjectives to represent how wonderful she was. Eventually the girl also fell in love with the great mysterious and attractive man who spent time with her. He learned about her, he knew the origin of how she began to mold with glass, which was the lineage of his family as an artist in that profession, he learned how to make the figures and taught her more than once to make such, which did not go completely as planned and that day was recorded with laughter and some other mockery, He learned from his other hobbies, tastes. She, on the other hand, also learned from him, knew of some of his tastes and ambitions; But it was never said that the one with whom he was entering into a loving relationship was one of the very deities whom he worshipped with devotion.
Weeks turned into months and that relationship and love was increasing. Oh, she still remembers that first time, she was so shy showing off her wonderful body that Crocodile seeing her would think she could be another deity with such a beautiful figure. She still remembers the first brush of your quality skins against each other, the softness of her shy hands running over Crocodile's larger, more muscular body, the softness of her sweet lips, the love with which she looked at him as she explored his body with tender kisses, the way her beautiful breasts bounced at his thrusts, The tender moans he let out with open lips, the sweetness of his skin and his delicious excitement, how his beautiful little pussy opened for him and how his tenders settled before the great intuition of his cock, the body full of marks that he had proudly created, how he loved to see your pussy dripping from his divine seed for the first time. That first time was beautiful, after the sensuality of that night came the beautiful tranquility that Crocodile adored so much when it came to being alone with her, the conversations they had that still haunt her mind – "If mortality existed… You would spend eternity with me dear"- -"Without a doubt, I would love to spend such time by your side"- -"…"- -"To you… You'd like it someday… That question was undoubtedly the one that made his heart beat harder that night, he smiled as he imagined his wife's body with a round belly with a child of hers inside, a future where the two of them were together with two small children playing around the house. What's more, we can start right now." The girl's laughter was the last thing heard until the night was once again painted with lust.
Crocodile loved her madly, there was no doubt about that, she was his greatest treasure, the new brightness that appeared in his life, a beautiful flower in the middle of the sandy desert that stood out for its beauty. Crocodile didn't tell the secret of what it really was, he thought it was something he wanted to keep because he was more than willing that he would find mortality for his beautiful wife and once she was a deity he would keep her by his side for an eternity in which they would live together and full of love with each other. During the time he was with her he would always give her wonderful gifts, nice dresses, beautiful jewelry and so on, she would always ask him where he got it all; But he always managed to avoid her questions skillfully. For a few years Crocodile was looking for an option with which to give his wife mortality; But there was never an answer or anything with which to ordeal with such power
Everything was perfect, the years passed and they were still together with the same love and even more of it, until the day I always hate came…
Although thanks to him his wife had put aside her work and the duties of her life a little, she had not completely pushed him away. That day there would be a night market, just like the one you met. He helped you set up your stall, set up the figures and so on, asked him if he wanted him to keep it; But she refused, saying she would fix it, she had always done it, hadn't she? Crocodile hesitated but the girl was more stubborn and convinced him to go home and return to the market at midnight so that they could both return home, he accepted the proposal and gave a tender kiss of love to his beautiful wife and then left for the house. Hours passed until midnight came and Crocodile set off in search of his wife. I walk down the narrow corridor of people as I did the time you first met until I reach the stall; but she was not on the other side of the table with that wonderful smile that he loved so much, a feeling of anguish appeared in Crocodile's body and without wasting a second he began to look for her. That night he went all over the flea market looking for her, asking about her, if they had seen her, people always denied him or some even did not respond to his questions, causing Crocodile's anger to begin to bubble up in his body. From the flea market he went to the village, he walked all over it in the hope of finding her somewhere safe.
It was the first time that this deida had such a hard time, desperately searching in every corner for the presence of her beloved, turning herself into sand and going all around; But I couldn't find anything. On the verge of collapse a place came to Crocodile's mind, the great lake where whenever you could, maybe it was there waiting for him. He hastened to the place, looking along the shore for the figure of his wife, walking from the beginning of it to the end; And it wasn't that he noticed the water, which is where he was. A cold breeze flooded his body as he saw a body similar to his wife's floating in the middle of the waters, he wanted to think that unfortunately it was someone else, that this girl was not his beautiful wife. A crocodile gently took the body between its large mouth and brought it closer to the shore where the deity stood, leaving the lifeless body on the sand. With a trembling hand, Crocodile turned his body and felt something in his body completely break at the sight of his face. It was she, his beautiful wife, the light of his life, the mother of what would become his children, his desert flower lying dead, her skin purple and wet, the corner of her mouth with a small trickle of blood still flowing, the eyes that had that color he loved so much transformed into white. The man's tears began to flow from his eyes as his trembling hand gently grasped her cheek, which had once turned that tender color, and he moved his head to get a better look at his face, now lifeless and without that wonderful glow.Crocodile shook his head, refusing to acknowledge that his beloved wife was dead in his arms, he closed his eyes tightly as streams of tears poured down onto the woman's already wet body, bringing his face close to hers and brushing his nose against her coldest – "My flower… Please… Tell me… Tell me this ain't true, this is all a dream… Please… Please, you can't do this to me…" He opened his eyes as he slowly separated his face from the woman's, observing her body and widening his eyes at the sight of it. The beautiful clothes he had given her were torn, revealing her beautiful body full of scratches, bruises, and stabs in her stomach.The man's breath caught at the sight of his stomach and his eyes lowered even lower and he felt everything in him break. Her skirt was gone, let alone her underwear, the inner part of her thighs still had a small layer of blood and what undoubtedly caused the man to break were the remains of what appeared to be semen
Crocodile felt his body burn with anger as he grabbed his beloved's body and hugged her, burying his face in her chest as tears continued to fall from his eyes. Not only had his wife been drowned, but she had been cruelly raped and murdered. The man sobbed as he hid his nose in his beloved's wet hair, closing his eyes as he hugged her tightly—"My love… This is all my fault, I should have stayed with you… I'm so sorry… I'm really sorry my flower… I will be your vengeance my dear, all these humans will no doubt regret their creation."- He placed a soft kiss on her cold head as he carefully picked up the body in his arms, sticking it to his body as he watched the water of the water that once brought him fond memories of his wife, he growled as a roar rang throughout the town. The water in the lake gradually began to drop, seeming to fade away until there was not a drop of water left.
Crocodile began to walk towards his temple calmly as he grabbed his wife's body with the same love he did the first time, all the way his eyes did not leave her, letting his tears fall on his wife. When he arrived at the temple, he entered it, walking through the long corridors until he reached a room that only he knew how to access, the chamber where he kept all his most precious treasures and riches, as she was. The sand began to fly toward the center of the room, piling up on top of each other and creating what was a sand tomb. He carefully laid down his wife's lifeless body, looked at her face and closed his eyes as his hand went down to her cheek, caressing it while tears continued to fall from her eyes. His wife, the one he loved so much, the first mortal he had ever made believe in humans; dead before him. He brought his face close to hers and planted a kiss full of love and sadness on her forehead as he slowly pulled away, staring at his riches until a glow caught his attention and made his gaze fall on it, causing Crocodile's soul to break even more. There was the crocodile crystal figure you'd given her the first time his eyes fell on her. Tears poured down as he gently took the figure, looking at it with some affection and then looking at his wife's body, placing the figure on her chest "My flower… This was not to end like this… I'm so sorry… I should have hurried more to find a way to make you immortal; but… I'm sorry, I swear I won't love anyone like I did with you…" - Little by little he slowly separated himself from the altar, completely refusing to leave; But she knew she couldn't do anything else just by standing inches away from her body as she wept and mourned the loss of her one true love.
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Although Crocodile refused for many years to think that you were really gone, he knew that she was dead and that he would never see her again; Until you showed up. Crocodile was no doubt out of breath when he saw how you entered the temple, you were the spitting image of his wife, her hair, her face, her body, her aura, her soul… You had it all. You couldn't be her, but you were the same… You may have been the reincarnation of his wife. Crocodile didn't want to think about it anymore, he was just happy to see his wife, even if she was her reincarnation. He looked back at your sleeping body and was surprised to see tears streaming down his cheeks, he laughed softly as he wiped away the tears and watched your placid face. He approached him and kissed your forehead with love and affection, it seems that life had given him again the option to love and he was not going to miss this one.
This time she wouldn't let you go and lovingly care for her beloved desert flower.
Warnings: NSFW 18+ MDNI, gn afab! Reader, power dynamics, religious themes, praise, creampie, canon typical violence, possessive Crocodile, belly bulge
Notes: Soooo, yeah, it has come to my mind and how I don't have to write something perverted and horny. So enjoy ε(´｡•᎑•`)っ 💕
Water, the beautiful and elusive water which always flows at will, every living being is aware that water in an ecosystem is vital, it gives life to vegetation, which in turn gives fruit and to living beings, specifically humans. Without the precious water you would be nothing, that is why your city is nothing compared to those around you. You lived in a small town, in the middle of an arid and hot desert which dried your mouth and made your eyes hurt, the climate was deathly hot by day and extremely cold by night; But you had already become accustomed to such temperatures, what you were not used to was the lack of water in your village. Although the other neighboring villages had small lagoons and wells, which provided them with rich water, you were the exception. No matter how hard you dug, the water never emerged from the ground, and even if you were in the middle of the desert it still rained from time to time, but not in you. It had been decades since your town had always been short of water, and everything had a crazy explanation for your liking, the culprit of not emerging water was a deity
The story is immersed in years ago, where your people were nothing more than a tribe, they prayed to various deities giving everyone equal treatment, offering them and building temples and statues in devotion to them, everything was perfect, until the image of a new deity appeared; the deity of the sand, the people gave all devotion and worship to this new deity; But from one day to the next it fell into a rage against the people, destroying the other monuments of the deities and carrying away every drop of water that was in your vicinity, leaving them with nothing. Due to the lack of water and the destruction of the monuments, the citizens became enraged, quickly going to complain to the deity what had created their anger towards them and what was the reason why he had frightened the other gods and carried away the water. Due to the response of the villagers, the anger of the deity increased and it is said that one day he returned the water to the village, flooding it and infesting the waters with large and monstrous crocodiles which ended many lives, and as soon as the water appeared it vanished. From that day on, the name of the sand deity was changed to "Crocodile". The people had no choice but to continue worshipping him for fear that he would wipe them all out, and so it continues to this day
From a very young age you had been told the story by father and mother, always asking and instilling in you the worship of the deity that they feared so much and you followed the beliefs; You didn't do it in worship of God and faith in Him, you did it to keep your people alive. As you grew up, a group of faithful believers armed themselves in your people, such that they fell into the extremism of faith before the wonderful god. They made unpleasant and selfish changes towards the people, always asking at the end of each month for half of the little profit you could afford as an offering to the blessed god, saying that he would be more benevolent towards the people. Their injunctions only made the people even weaker for lack of profit, and as if that were not enough for them they began to force them to give their jewels and gold to the deity, punishing those who could not. The town was indeed in a mess, the people were dying and could hardly contradict themselves to the believing extremists for fear that they or the deity himself would punish them and grant them death.
As was normal, many people fell ill due to the lack of food to be able to afford medicine, and unfortunately many of those sick people were your parents, at that time you were nothing more than a simple child, you left the little study that you had been allowed to start working in the fields with the desperation of being able to afford a simple medicine; But it was too late for your dear parents, and you fell on your deathbed, and left you alone in that dreadful town. During adolescence you barely managed, working for those a little richer in your village, making a living on them and directing your earnings to the extremes. Everything was going moderately well, until today
You were already coming of age and had survived thanks to one of the moderately wealthiest people in the village, working for him while the little income he gave you was destined for offerings. It was the day of the gathering of jewels and goods from the people for the deity, believers went from house to house knocking on doors and taking the jewels while punishing those who gave nothing. There was a knock on the door of your home and you opened it with the small bag of gold in hand, you observed the two men dressed in sand-colored robes waiting in front of your door and one of them stretched out his hand, you quickly handed over the small bag. You watched expectantly as the man opened the bag to see the inside of it, he raised his gaze to his companion and denied him making a shiver run through your body- "It's not enough"- said the second man dryly while looking at you seriously, causing panic to flood your body -"W-what?! That's impossible, it's the amount every month!" - You screamed in panic as you watched the hooded men- "The fee has gone up, we have seen it necessary that our god needs more to have his forgiveness"- Cold sweat ran down your temples as you looked at the two men in astonishment - "More?! Isn't all that we give him enough?" - "Are you questioning the orders and commands that our god gives us?!" - You quickly shook your head as you took a few faint steps backwards, bumping into the half-open door of your home as both men approached you - "No! It's not that, I'd never question it, it's just that it's the only thing I have." - You hurriedly said while you felt how your blood was rushing through your veins, the men looked at each other and then directed their gaze towards you - "Well, in such a case you are lucky that we are making a group of women as an offering to our dear god"- They spoke adoringly at their appointment while touching their cheeks and nose, again a shiver ran through your body, a group of women as an offering?! Before you could reply to ask for a second chance, one of the men grabbed you by the arms tightly, pulling them and pulling a linen rope from his tunic, entangling it around your limbs and pulling them hard, forcing you to walk as if you were a donkey
With an awkward step you followed the men in denial, watching them lead you to the building they had created as a place to pray to the deity. They opened the great gates and forced you in as they walked through the gloomy building, you watched in terror as the large number of men in robes knelt in long lines as they prayed to a statue of a bust with a face barely recognizable due to the damage to the stone. The two men who were carrying you led you to a room, in which there were five other women, untangled the ropes that were in your arms and threw you at the feet of the others, you let out a groan as you watched as they closed the doors. You rose from the ground as you watched the group of women, a few of them sobbing while others simply knelt and prayed. They kept you inside that room for what were hours until they opened the door. Out of it emerged a group of men in tunics, each wearing different things, and they addressed each one of you. They took your garments and snatched them from you, leaving you naked until they gave you a thin white robe, covering your body quickly. A man took care of one of you, dressing you, and then taking small and fine gold necklaces, putting these around your necks, accompanied by a small gold thread that was wrapped around your neck, a white silk veil was placed over your faces, covering half of them, leaving your lips and nose visible, Letting the rest of the material rest on your head, covering your eyes and so on, it covered your view but you could still see vaguely. Gold chains were meticulously placed on your head to hold the veil, and you stripped off your shoes. Once what seemed to be your body already prepared as an offering, a last man entered the room with a bowl full of sand between both hands while reciting a prayer, he approached each of you, taking some of the sand that was in the bowl and rubbing it in a horizontal line from one cheek. Going through the bridge of the nose to the next cheek
The men gathered around you, believing that you would gather among yourselves like a flock of sheep being gathered by the wolves, they began to walk outside the building, forcing them to follow. They walked up the slope which led to the great andesite temple at the top of the village. As you walked, the men prayed and prayed for the deity until they came to the entrance of the great temple. You stared at the dark entrance as you felt a chill run through your body from head to toe. One of the men stood in front of you as he knelt: "Dear sisters, today more than ever you must feel grateful to your worship for the great god of the sand, your body and soul will be more than a gift to our powerful deity, giving us as a reward his forgiveness and the precious water that he wisely snatched from us. Thank you sir, thank you for taking them and giving others a better future!" - The other men thanked as they quickly knelt to the ground, the man who had recited the discourse in front of you stepped aside as he left the entrance to the temple clear, one by one he entered the grand entrance, having no choice but to enter the temple. You walked down the long, cold corridor of the temple until you came to a large chamber. The large room was illuminated by large chandeliers made of gold, the walls were decorated with drawings of what appeared to be crocodiles and other symbols, the floor was littered with gold and precious jewels as well as baskets of different sizes full of fruits and food which were in a deplorable state. You watched the room in astonishment while the other women stood in a horizontal row around the jewels. You were standing and silence filled the place, frightened enough not to say a word. Minutes passed and everything remained the same, without a doubt all this was a waste of time for you, they would keep you locked up here for days thinking that the god you worshipped so much would forgive you and when they see that the water does not come back they will kill you, that is if malnutrition and dehydration have not done it before
You sighed tiredly and closed your eyes, feeling a strong gust of air flood the room, you opened your eyes surprised by the sudden breeze while you checked the other women, who like you seemed strange. A stronger gust of air accompanied by sand flooded the place, turning off the lights of the temple and leaving you in complete darkness, you gasped and looked at the others again with a bad feeling weighing on your lower back. The blast of sand quickly passed around you, engulfing one of the women. In the blink of an eye, that girl lay on the ground with dry skin and looking as if she were a dry corpse, the others began to scream and cry, going quickly to the exit to run in terror; But the blast was quicker, closing the great door as it began to surround each woman. You watched horrified and motionless in your place as women turned before your eyes into mummified and dried corpses, your breathing began to fail as you watched as that gust of sand approached you slowly, you wanted to react, you wanted to run away, scream, cry; But your body just didn't react, it just left your feet buried in the sand as you watched the pile of sand approach you. You closed your eyes, waiting simply for a painful death; But it never came, just a delicate touch on one of your cheeks. You opened your eyes little by little at such a sensation, seeing the pile of sand settle in front of you as it touched your cheek, you blinked incredulously as the sand rose until it touched the veil that covered your eyes and head, removing it little by little until it threw it to the ground and revealed your face. You blinked several times as the candlelight magically lit up again, letting the gold sparkle again and your vision clearer.
The sand that was on your head came down to your cheek again, you looked at the cluster and opened your eyes to see how it began to materialize in a large hand, its fingers were covered with large gold rings and covered with jewels. Then the hand followed an arm and then the great mass of sand that swirled in front of you became a large muscular and tall body dressed in a sand-colored robe embroidered with gold threads and full of small details in gold and jewels, you fixed your gaze on the free hand, Seeing the lack of this and replacing it was a large hook of pure gold. You had to lift your head to visualize the face of the great man lying in front of you. Beautiful eyes golden like precious metal were staring at your face, the slit-like pupils did not leave your skin, a scar decorated his bronzed face from cheek to cheek, proasting by her nose while a delicate veil of the same color as her robe and embroidered in gold covered her charcoal black hair -"It's you…"- A whisper emerged from her rich lips while her large hand full of rings caressed your cheek with a delicate and trembling touch -"After so long… You're back." - He said incredulously while out of nowhere he was kneeling in front of you, taking you in his strong arms and hugging you with nostalgic affection - "My dear desert flower, I miss you so much.." - You gasped as you stood motionless before his tight embrace, feeling his warm and large body envelop yours smaller - "S-sir… I… I think you're mistaking me for someone else." - You spoke in astonishment and trembling of being able to anger the man you could only recognize as the deity of the sand. His head moved away from the hollow of your neck, lifting his head and piercing those chilling slit-like pupils into your face, examining it for a few seconds, his large hand again moved closer to your face as he touched your skin delicately, being careful not to break your thin skin -"Am I confused? Don't talk nonsense at this point… It's been so long and you tell me such things?.." - He spoke in a thick, harsh tone of voice as he looked down at you from his imposing height - "No! Excuse me, it's just… I am simply an offering to you, I come in the apologetic name of my people so that you, please, give them back the water." - The big man's eyebrow arched as he took a few small steps away from you. His golden eyes swept over your body covered by the robe that had been given to you and shortly after settled on your face, looking at you with what seemed to be slight confusion, a small and serious laugh rumbled from his chest as he shook his head incredulously making it seem as if the ground was shaking - "My dear, you an offering? Don't talk so much nonsense. It's clear you've forgotten our old life, I don't blame you; I'll make you remember everything," he said with the sweet tone dripping from his lips as he took your arm with his big hand and forced your body to stick to his. No, listen, please we need you to give us back the water, there are extremist creinets who are destroying everything and…" - Before you could finish your protests, large lips pressed firmly against yours while the large golden hook gripped its large curve at your hip. His kiss was scorching, full of need and a certain nostalgia as his big tongue went into your mouth, desecrating it and claiming it with possessiveness. His big tongue swirled against yours, starting a dance filled with love and lust. Your senses were quickly overwhelmed by the kiss of the bigger man, having no choice but to reciprocate it awkwardly, opening your mouth while you felt a small trickle of mixed saliva drip down your lips.
His hand swept across your body, running his long fingers over your shoulders, past your collarbones until he reached the valley between your breasts, a shiver ran through your body as your cheeks began to turn red. He broke away from the kiss, watching with delight as a thin thread of saliva connected both lips, quickly his mouth went to your neck, gently kissing it and sticking out his wide tongue, licking a long ditch of your sensitive skin making you gasp. At the pathetic noise that escaped your lips Crocodile couldn't help but growl, licking again that sensitive spot of skin that opened his mouth, revealing his gleaming teeth and four long fangs which quickly pierced the delicate skin of your neck. You let out a groan of pain as your hands quickly reach for his broad shoulders, grabbing and clawing at them as your head moved to the side at the intrusion.Small threads of blood began to run from the bite the man gave you; But they didn't get very far, as his tongue quickly collected the crimson liquid until it left your neck completely full of saliva and with a large teeth mark that was changing from red to purple. Crocodile's head rested in the hollow of your neck, burying his nose in it as he inhaled your sweet scent now mixed with the strong metallic smell of blood, his large hand caressing the section of your breasts, squeezing them through the thin white fabric with his large hand which easily took your entire breast. You gasped with heavy breathing as your eyesight vaguely failed at the sudden small loss of blood—"My sweet wife, I missed your sweet taste so much." - I whisper with that deep voice on your neck, causing a flash of heat to run straight into your core. The huge hook that grabbed your hip rose gently, and in one swift movement you felt the cold air of the room embrace your body, Crocodile had torn off the simple robe with that big hook, leaving you totally naked before the sharp eyes of the great man who hovered in front of you -"Let me see that beautiful body you have, I've missed him so much." -Your nipples quickly erected at the welcome of the room air, the deity's long fingers quickly curled into your sweet erect buds, twisting these as his lips left small hickeys along your neck, slowly going down to your collarbone, toasting it with kisses and small licks, making your body tremble at attention
"Look at you… My little flower is anxious for her god, isn't she, darling? Open those beautiful legs for me so I can see how needy you are darling." - His booming voice made your heart pump hard and blood rush through your body. The hand that was in charge of playing with your sensitive and now lightly red nipples was slowly descending your body, running its large, calloused fingers across your soft belly, caressing it along the way until its large palm hollowed out your already wet pussy. You gasped at the touch as your hand forced your thighs open for it, exposing your wet little pussy and the mount of both thighs already moistened between tiny threads of your fluids. Crocodile's eyes slowly lowered until they landed on your wet pussy already needed by the little attention he had given to your body, he gasped pleased to see your soft folds already wet because of him and couldn't stop his cock from throbbing at the sight. Everything about you was driving him crazy in those moments, he had been longing for your touch, to drink from the sight of your beautiful little needy because of him, he wanted to sink his teeth back into your flesh, to lick your sweet blood that would always surpass any hydromiel they gave him, he wanted to eat you completely, to sink into you in every possible way, he wanted to mark you, that you would never leave his side again, to keep you to himself, to become his sweet little wife, to fill you completely with his cock and his divine cum; I loved you whole. His thick fingers encircled your sensitive clitoris, causing your legs to shake and a moan to escape your throat "Look at you dear, you are soaked, and just for having touched and marked you… I don't blame you my love, I'll take care of you," he whispered on your neck as he gave a long lick to the extension of it, savoring the sweet taste of your skin. His fingers began to circle your clit, fiddling with it as I watched your pussy get wetter and wetter by the minute. You groaned helplessly at him, tremblingly grasping his arm as you tried to look at the man – "N-no… I… Y-you're wro..." - A swift movement of his experimental fingers silenced you with a moan as he lifted his face from the majar of your neck, resting his forehead against yours as he made both noses collide, his large golden eyes fixed on yours as his lizard pupils pierced through your body and soul -"Shhhh, my love don't talk… Let your god take care of this, yes?" - He said in a melodious tone as one of his fingers began to push against your entrance. You moaned choked in lust, trying to speak as Crocodile's big finger pumped your exquisite entrance, you moaned in moaning mode as the man's tongue came out of his mouth, tenderly licking your lips with a slight playful smile – "Just like that honey, do you hear it? Do you hear your wet pussy begging for me?" One of his free fingers began to play with your clitoris again, making you shudder and let out a louder moan, you stared lost in sensations at the man, trying to pronounce some coherent word
A second finger was inserted inside you, making you stand on tiptoe at the sensation of how you were stretched, Crocodile snorted while his forehead remained close to yours, aware of your adorable reactions as I felt his cock tremble against his robe and form a small spot of moisture, he wanted so much to bury himself in your extrexho hole; But I wanted to prepare you enough for him. The speed of his hand increased, making the hand that was gripping his forearm tighter, your legs failed; But the grip of the hook on your waist prevented you from collapsing against it. Her two fingers were already quite overwhelming inside you, they were so big that you felt full to the brim, they kept moving up and down your rubbery walls, opening them up and down while making you shudder at the constant touch on that sensitive point. Crocodile's lips began to kiss tenderly all over your face, giving you encouraging words as his fingers scissored inside you—"My precious girl, you are doing so well. You can't wait for me to fill you with my cock, aren't you?" - He spoke in a honeyed tone while a third finger was slowly inserted along with the others. You arched your back as a high-pitched moan escaped your lungs, Crocodile's lips closed against yours, giving you a loving, lustful kiss as his three fingers quickly boomed your moist inside. Everything was too much at that moment, Crocodile's lips against yours, his tongue tangling against yours, the heat his body gave off against yours and how his big fingers opened your insides to him.
A second finger was inserted inside you, making you stand on tiptoe at the sensation of how you were stretched, Crocodile snorted while his forehead remained close to yours, aware of your adorable reactions as I felt his cock tremble against his robe and form a small spot of moisture, he wanted so much to bury himself in your extrexho hole; But I wanted to prepare you enough for him. The speed of his hand increased, making the hand that was gripping his forearm tighter, your legs failed; But the grip of the hook on your waist prevented you from collapsing against it. Her two fingers were already quite overwhelming inside you, they were so big that you felt full to the brim, they kept moving up and down your rubbery walls, opening them up and down while making you shudder at the constant touch on that sensitive point. Crocodile's lips began to kiss tenderly all over your face, giving you encouraging words as his fingers scissored inside you—"My precious girl, you are doing so well. You can't wait for me to fill you with my cock, aren't you?" - He spoke in a honeyed tone while a third finger was slowly inserted along with the others. You arched your back as a high-pitched moan escaped your lungs, Crocodile's lips closed against yours, giving you a loving, lustful kiss as his three fingers quickly boomed your moist inside. Everything was too much at that moment, Crocodile's lips against yours, his tongue tangling against yours, the heat his body gave off against yours and how his big fingers opened your insides to him.
Crocodile's lips parted from yours, directing them to your forehead and giving her an affectionate kiss - "That's my girl, cumming for me.." - He spoke with delight as he slowly withdrew his fingers from you, feeling strangely empty as you squeezed into nothingness. Crocodile's wet fingers went up to his face, opening them slightly, being able to blur the threads of your arousal by creating small rows – "Look at this darling. Look how wet you are now, without a doubt you will be able to take me without any problem my love" - she said lovingly while she brought her fingers to her lips, opening them and starting to lick your sweet nectar as if it were the most luxurious drink. A growl escaped his lips at your taste and he slowly pulled his fingers out of his mouth, watching you with a gaze laden with lust and pleasure. Her body gently separated from yours, starting to remove her luxurious robe to reveal her naked body, your eyes wandered over her ample pecs to her chiseled belly until you opened your eyes at the sight of the monstrous erection standing proudly against her belly, dripping from a semi-transparent liquid. A chill ran down your spine at the sight of the man's big cock, was that going to fit inside you? You weren't entirely sure. Crocodile seeing your hesitation and slight fear in his eyes took you in his arms, pressing your back against the nearest column while his glans pricked your entrance and moistened it with his pre-cum -"My love, don't be scared, you're ready, you're going to take me very well"- I whisper with love in your ear while you felt how little by little I was entering your moist interior. You let out a moan of a mixture of pleasure and pain at the great intrusion into your body, you could only feel his big cock slowly splitting you in two. Crocodile grunted at the embrace of your tight walls, slowly sheathing into you until he hit rock bottom, making them both gasp. The man closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, controlling himself so as not to hit you hard against that column before your exquisite interior, his hand snaked to your belly caressing it and smiling proudly when he felt the lump that was peeking out, starting to caress it while his lips kissed your neck -"You get along with me so well my love. Do you feel me? You feel my big cock sticking out of you, huh honey?"Again everything was overwhelming, the sound of both skins touching, Crocodile's grunts against your neck, his big cock pounding inside you. The hand on your belly began to quickly brush against your clitoris, causing you to lose your composure as your small hands gripped the man's shoulders tightly. An experimental swipe of his cock along with his fingers moving against your clit made your body give way, cumming around Crocodile's cock, making you arch your back and throw your head back
Your body fell limp against hers as you listened to Crocodile's grunts and as if cock trembled inside you – "Honey you feel so good around me… Now let me finish, love." With that said, his hips began to move rapidly against yours, leaving you halfway out and re-entering all at once. Your head fell backwards as you groaned at their hard thrusts and overstimulation, you could feel your back scraping against the great column and how it could drift into any momentum on you; but it seemed that didn't matter in the slightest to the man, slamming you flawlessly against the stone – "That's honey… Just a little longer and I'll fill you with my seed, you'll be mine… My wife, you want that right love, say it, say it."- Her bright golden eyes landed on your trembling body, still moving her hips quickly. His hand gripped your cheeks, forcing you to stare at him as his cock pounded your cervix – "Say it my love, say you want to be my wife, say you want me to fill you with my seed" – "And-I… Please make me yours… Fill me, make me your wife," you said between babblings as you stared lost in lust in the man. He let out a low growl and his teeth sank back into the soft skin of your neck, giving one last push to his hips and filling your insides completely with his abundant cum. You gasped at the amount and the bite, Crocodile's lips absorbing your skin while thick strings of cum continued to shoot inside you, filling your uterus to the full.
Soon Crocodile lay next to you, taking your hips and sticking his body to yours, hugging you lovingly as his eyes looked at you with pure adoration. His hand moved up to your cheek, touching it and putting a strand of your hair behind your ear as he kissed your forehead lovingly
"My desert flower, I am so happy to have you back in my arms… You are my wife now and there will be nothing to separate you from me, I promise my dear." -
warnings: This story is about the Cross Guild in a female version, so clearly the relationships were about Female x Female since Reader was about a woman. Sexual tension, aggression, humiliation, power dynamics, MDNI, vaginal masturbation, Oral F!receiving, use of a strap-on, body adoration, use of term Mommy
a/n: The truth is that this is my first fic with lesbian sex, I've read a lot about it, so I hope you like it and it's well done ;p
Several weeks had passed since the Cross Guild was founded, as usual your lady would go to the meetings to talk to the other two women, and of course you would follow her and go after her like the good assistant you were to her (Not to say her loyal little pet) You would stand next to Mrs. Crocodile and keep quiet while you just filled out some paperwork, give it to your boss or many of the occasions serve her a glass of bourbon which she often needed so that her patience would not run out thanks to the clown girl, who in most of the meetings spent her time saying some stupid ideas, telling bad jokes or what bothered your wife the most, flirt with you. More than once Crocodile has grabbed Miss Buggy's head with his big hook, always pulling her from the long blue pigtails she always wore, usually you will try to calm your lady down by placing a kiss on her cheek or sitting on her large and luxurious lap, Crocodile would look at you and then throw Buggy's head across the room while he places his hand on your waist or kisses you back with more intensity. You could tell that Buggy wasn't your lady's favourite; but nevertheless Miss Mihawk was another option. He was always silent in meetings, posing elegantly and sipping a glass of luxurious wine, simply answering the odd question and contributing small ideas, not much else.You supposed that the reason why your lady put up with it was because of its refinement and intelligence compared with Buggy's, in fact, more than once your lady asked you to fill Mihawk's wine glass whenever it was empty, and so you did, walked up to her, took the bottle of old wine with great courage and filled her glass with wine, you always received a gesture of thanks from Mihawk, and on occasion he would take your hand and kiss your knuckles with some affection, leaving your cheeks the same color as the wine he loved to drink at meetings
Today, like any other day of the week, the ladies would get together and talk about their ideas, they could agree and sign papers. As you entered the room, Buggy greeted you as usual with a hug, wrapping his arms around your body and squeezing you as if you were a large stuffed animal. You finally arrived, I missed you," she said as sweetness fell from her red-painted lips. You smiled and shyly and returned his hug, you really liked Buggy, she was a tender and funny girl despite her bad jokes, the only thing that made you nervous was her flirtations towards you. Crocodile walked past you, staring at Buggy as he let out a big puff of smoke from his cigar, let out a small "Tsk" in annoyance and put his hook around your hips as he pulled you away from the clown, going straight to his usual seat while greeting Miss Mihawk with a simple nod, which returned him while you instead moved your hand in greeting towards the woman, making her look at you and a very slight smile appeared on her lips, returning the greeting elegantly. You went to stand as usual by your mistress's side; But she had different plans today with you, the hook around your waist dragged you and forced you to sit on her lap, without much resistance you accepted your seat, watching her hook land on your thighs
Today's meeting went smoothly, they talked about political terms between Mihawk and your lady, they had their agreements, they signed their papers and talked about what the Navy could deal with. Everything went smoothly, your lady was quite serene and Buggy didn't cause any problems today, what's more, it seemed to you that the woman was quieter than usual and quite nervous, you saw how most of the time in the meeting she spent her nervously rubbing her gloved fingers, which made you miss and worry. After a few hours they finished the Meeting, you got up from your lady's lap so that she could get up, as usual she put her hand on your hip and you left for the big door, you went to open the door for your lady but before you could take the handlebars Buggy spoke "W-wait! Croco-Chan… This… Can I talk to you?"Crocodile turned and looked at the woman out of the corner of his eye, as if she were nothing more than a vermin, took a drag of his cigar while arching one of his thin eyebrows "What the hell do you want clown? Whatever you want to say, you could have said it in the damn meeting," she said irritably as she let out the smoke. Buggy swallowed nervously and looked at Mrs. Crocodile as he again began to play with his fingers. It has nothing to do with the meeting." Your lady looked at him strangely as did you and Miss Mihawk. What the hell do you want?" She said abruptly, already somewhat irritated by his impatience, "I-I was thinking and well… I'd like to ask you if.. I-I don't know, it's possible that… W-what, well." She tremblingly pronounced Buggy as she now played with her two big pigtails.Mrs. Crocodile's pacency was exhausted as she massaged the bridge of her nose. What the hell do you want?! Fucking let it go!" She said tired as she bit the tip of her cigar in anger. Buggy, frightened by the scream, covered her face with both hands: "C-could you stay one night Y/N with me?!" He said as his soul almost popped out of his body at the request. You widened your eyes, expecting anything but that, and it seems that the same thing happened to your lady, being totally frozen for a few moments. After a few seconds you saw Crocodile walk straight towards Buggy's trembling body, grabbing her pigtails tightly and pulling her so that her head would detach from her body as usual, she raised her hook, making Buggy's face that was already half sobbing face to face with your lady's "Repeat what you said, clown." "B-but it's not what you think Croco-Chan for! It's having a girls' night out. And-you know! Don't hurt me please!" He said as he squeezed his eyes with tears a string of snot came out of his round red nose, meanwhile your lady bit his cigar about to break it between her white teeth "Do you think I'm going to let someone like YOU be with MY assistant just like that?! HEY?! Isn't it enough for you to see every damn day how you flirt with her like I'm not here?!" You saw how he grabbed his hair in his hand and how his big hook landed on Buggy's throat. You quickly ran over to them and grabbed your lady's arm, swallowing hard with some nervousness as you tried to reassure her "S-ma'am, please… Don't get upset… Just think about it… If you don't accept, surely Miss Buggy will accept it without question, right?" You said hurriedly as you kissed your lady's wrist and then looked at Buggy's sobbing head, which nodded quickly with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Your mistress looked at you both, first at Buggy with some disgust and then at you, letting out a slight sigh as she threw her head past her body, which quickly rose and ran to the sobbing head. The hand you grabbed from your mistress squeezed your hand and then sighed and let go gently, resting it on your waist as it turned around next to you and went to the door while grabbing your waist. He glanced sideways behind him, staring at Buggy sternly, "I'm going to think about it; But until then I don't want anything to do with you, understood?" Buggy nodded quickly and without much ado Crocodile forced you out of the room along with her, walking silently to the ship that always took you home. The ride was quite quiet, more than usual, again insisting that you sit on his lap while he smoked his cigar in silence. You, on the other hand, were a little nervous, maybe you had made your mistress even more angry and you had made some mistake, you went to open your mouth to ask but before saying a word Crocodile put his fingers on your lips, imploring silence "I don't want a sound now… I'm thinking," he said as he pushed his finger away from your lips, causing you to remain silent
After several minutes you arrived at the home, a large mansion in your mistress's name. The butlers opened the door for her and you while she still kept her hand on your hip. Upon entering the great house, Crocodile went straight to his great bedroom, opening the door for them both. The well-known sight of the large queen bed with expensive sheets, the large closet full of big-priced dresses and jackets, and the beautiful dresser with gold accents became visible to you. Without a murmur you entered as your mistress closed the door behind you, she let out a great sigh as she went to her dressing table, in which there was an ashtray, she extinguished her cigar in it. You walked over to her back and carefully grabbed the shoulder pads of her big coat, taking it off and revealing the beautiful black designer dress that no doubt accentuated your lady's curves. Crocodile walked over to the large queen bed while you made your way to his closet, carefully placing his large coat in it. He caught your attention with a simple gesture and you walked quickly towards her, his hand rested on your hips and he was moving up and down, memorizing with his fingertips your beautiful curves for her "Honey… I've been stressed for a few days… Help me as you always make my love" She said in a lustful tone and certainly tired as she said. A slight blush appeared on your soft cheeks and you nodded meekly as you felt your knees give way and fall to the floor
You knelt before your mistress, who looked at you with a slight smile and tiredness, you ran your hands over her muscular legs, slowly pulling up the skirt of her beautiful dress, revealing her luxurious stockings that stuck to her legs. You caressed the soft material, slowly moving up to her big thighs and making the material of her skirt rise until it revealed the delicate branded thong that matched her stockings that your lady wore. You could feel a small spot of moisture through her underwear, you placed your hands between her two thighs, making her open them even more for you as her hand slowly settled on your head, starting to play with your hair. You brought your mouth close to the wet area of her underwear, giving a long lick through it as you listened to your lady let out a small sigh. The taste of her fluids and the cloth stung against her tongue, making you want more from your mistress and wanting to please her. You took the elastic of her thong and slid it little by little, she helped you by lifting her butt, making it easier to take off her underwear. You removed the cloth completely, exposing your lady's beautiful pussy already wet before your eyes, you noticed how your mouth began to salivate and you brought your lips closer to her intimacy. You placed your delicate lips around her swollen clitoris, kissing it with some affection, opened your lips and let your tongue come out, giving a long lick as or sensitive organ, making your mistress tremble on you. You brought this one to your mouth, starting to suck it and letting it soak with your saliva, you felt Crocodile's fingers tangle in your hair as he stuck more of your face to his pussy. You gasped softly as you gripped her thighs tightly, letting your tongue run up and down your mistress's soaked slit until you plunged your tongue into her wet, squeaky hole, letting it soak in Crocodile's sweet fluids, a low moan escaped her lips as she lay half of her body on the mattress, leaving you more accessible to her wet and luxurious pussy. Your tongue wandered along its walls while your nose brushed against her sensitive clitoris, you closed your eyes as you concentrated on eating your mistress, moving your tongue up and down. Crocodile closed his eyes, enjoying your tongue and as your mouth gave him that pleasure he longed for, his hands played with your hair, squeezing it from time to time and getting closer to his pussy in need of your small and sweet tongue "That's honey… Use your tongue just the way Mommy likes it." She said between sighs, making you wet yourself at your mistress's praise, you gently separated your tongue from her inside, watching a small trickle of saliva mix with the fluids in her pussy, panting you landed your tongue on her clit again, licking and sucking it while your fingers began to play with her entrance, passing these through his hole and letting them soak in his juices. You pressed your fingers into her entrance and inserted them, making her moan while your tongue played with her sensitive clitoris, sucking and rolling it between your tongue. Your fingers began to scissor open, feeling your lady's rubbery, damp walls settle between your fingers and squeeze them, craving more from you. Both of your fingers pressed down on the top of her inside while your lips were still busy giving her proper attention, Crocodile's fingers tightened tightly around your hair, pulling firmly on your hair as small gasps and moans escaped from her lips
You allowed your fingers to move faster, pulling them in and out, repeatedly hitting her G-spot, causing her back to arch and her walls to tighten, being aware that she was getting closer to orgasm. You lovingly bit Crocodile's clit while your fingers dug into her pussy up to her knuckles, giving her sweet spot a hard blow. Crocodile moaned loudly as he pressed your face against his wet pussy as he cummed, you closed your eyes as you felt his walls squeeze and milk your soft fingers. After a few seconds while you let your lady catch her breath you separated yourself from her sensitive clitoris, giving her a small kiss of goodbye. You looked at the beautiful sight of your lady's pussy, as small drops of her slippery fell from your fingers which were still inside, which you gradually withdrew. You saw how your fingers were covered with its sweet essence and without hesitation you brought them to your mouth, licking them and cleaning them of any trace of moisture while you looked through your eyelashes at your lady, who was looking at you with hunger in her eyes, her well-combed hair had been disheveled during the session and a small blush decorated her scarred cheeks. Crocodile's hand was still on your head, caressing it lovingly "My sweet girl… Always being so accommodating to me."He said as he watched with delight your fingers around your lips, which you opened to let them escape, giving your lady sight of your fingers full of saliva and completely cleansed of their essence, "I think my little girl has gotten an award for taking such good care of Mommy…" He said with a purr in his voice. You squeezed your thighs, feeling how your arousal filtered through your underwear, moistening your thighs, Crocodile made a gesture with which you stood up, but not before giving him a small kiss on his thigh as a farewell. Your lady's hand rested on your cheek and you unconsciously leaned on her touch, brought her face closer to yours and kissed you passionately while her hook rested on the curve of your waist, caressing it from top to bottom. Your lips moved against each other as your lady's tongue pricked your mouth, you allowed her access, opening your lips for her as she inserted her tongue into your oral cavity, seeking your tongue and intertwining it with hers, beginning a swing between the two tongues
Your lady broke away from the kiss, watching the slight thread of saliva that connected both lips, breaking it with a smile as her good hand caressed your flushed cheek "Be my good girl and undress" Without waiting a second you began to unbutton your work blouse in front of her, letting the fabric of it fall down your shoulders to your feet, Leaving you in a bra in front of her hungry eyes, the next thing you discarded was your pencil skirt, leaving you in nothing but underwear and stockings under the watchful eye of Crocodile, who was looking at your figure, settling on your designer underwear which she had given you as most of your underwear. His hand moved from your cheek to your covered breasts, grabbing them while his thumb rested on your nipple, moving it and reveling in feeling the hardness of it "A beautiful pair that you carry today, my affection; but I'd like to see you without it" Your hands moved to close your bra, opening it and taking it off for her, exposing your beautiful tits. Crocodile's head moved closer to them, letting out a small sigh in your nipple, causing a small gasp to come out of your lips, he smiled and closed his lips around your nipple moaning at attention. His grappling hook moved between your legs, all the way up to your crotch, pressing it with the curve of his grappling hook making you moan. He pulled away from your chest and looked at his hook, now slippery with your arousal, and smiled with satisfaction, "Are we desperate, honey?" With a quick movement under the elastic of your panties, leaving your wet pussy exposed to the cold air of the room. Crocodile moved closer to your neck and kissed it as he moved you to sit on the bed, he pulled away from you as he took off the rest of his dress, letting you see his two large breasts still covered by a beautiful luxury bra "Wait for me here, I want to see you with your ass up when I come back… I want to get a good look at how wet my sweet is" Smiling, she pulled away from you, walking to the end of the room. You quickly got on as he asked, resting your chest on the soft mattress as you lifted your hips to the sky, spreading your legs and exposing your pussy
Soon Crocodile came back to you, placing a hand on your ass while you felt something prick your entrance, you quickly looked sideways and felt how you got even wetter when you saw your lady wearing the strap-on that you had used more than once on the bed. You looked at the big eight-inch dildo that hung from your mistress's hips thanks to the strap, which deliciously squeezed her large thighs. Crocodile smiled as he let the dildo poke at your wet entrance, playing with it while firmly squeezing your buttocks, "Is my girl ready for Mommy to fuck her?" She said moving his plastic head up and down your damp slit, you gasped as you nodded shyly and the next second you felt his hand grip your hair tightly, throwing your head back as it whispered in your ear "Don't listen to you, princess.." "Y-yes Mommy… Your lady smiled broadly as she let the plastic glans go in an inch, making you moan in need. Use your words honey" "P-please, Mommy me" you said looking at her needily as your hips moved gently. With a quick movement of the hips the dildo was buried deep in your pussy, making you moan as your back arched "My little slut, so needy…" Her hips collided with yours as she fully sheathed the dildo in your pussy, slowly pulling it back until it hit you again. You moaned as you let your head fall between the sheets, squeezing them tightly as you felt the fake member drag across your damp walls. Your lady's hand gripped your hips firmly, forcing you to move in the same rhythm against her, lifting your hips higher as you heard the sound of both skins colliding, creating a cacophony in the room
You moaned and closed your eyes as the dildo massaged and rhythmically entered your walls, causing them to tighten at the delicious intrusion. Your lady's nails digged into your hips, making you bounce as she started hitting your G-spot, making you moan loudly, Crocodile smiled wickedly as he began to abuse that place that made you see stars, hitting him repeatedly as he pressed his breasts against your back, bringing his lips close to your ear, Whispering in this "That feels alright baby? Do you like it when Mommy pleases your wet with your favorite toy?" I comment as she quickly slammed into your sensitive spot, making you moan loudly as your mind turned to mush to her, just babbling little Si while drooling over the luxurious sheets. Crocodile smiled in amusement as he lowered his mouth to your neck, slowly licking it, making you gasp and then screaming as his teeth dug into your soft skin. His hip banging was flawless against you, bringing the toy deeper inside you, kissing your cervix multiple times, making you see the stars as you moaned. The hand on your hip moved slowly until it found your cliroris, moaning you grabbed the sheets and scratched them while your hips had small spasms against your lady's. Your walls began to tighten around the silicone, threatening to, Crocodile could tell this from your behavior and the spasms your body was starting to have "Come on honey… That's it… for Mommy, be a good girl and." As if it were some magic trick, you let out a big moan and arched your back as you followed your mistress's orders, cumming hard around the dildo while it slowly slowed its thrusts. Your legs and hips trembled while your breathing was ragged, drool fell from the corners of your lips leaving a beautiful view for your lady. Crocodile caressed your hips as he let the dildo slowly slide out of you, making you gasp when it came out completely, leaving your pussy gaping and dripping, your lady looked at him with delight and gave a little slap to your clit, making you bounce
He moved a few inches away from your body as you listened to the sound of buckles, assuming he was taking off his strap-on. Then his hand and hook picked you up with care and affection, pulling aside the sheets and placing you on the bed, Crocodile walked away, listening to the sound of the lighter as the smell of smoke invaded your nose. A few minutes later, your lady lay down next to you, but not before gently wiping a damp cloth over your pussy, wiping it and making you jump a little with the sensation. Crocodile lay down next to you, now completely naked just like you as she smoked from her cigar, took your head and placed it gently on his chest while his hook landed on your hip. You accepted the closeness, snuggling into his chest as you closed your eyes, listening to his heartbeat, relaxing with it while you closed your eyes tiredly. Before falling into a deep sleep because of the tranquility and silence of the room, your lady spoke, "I'm going to let you go with the clown." You opened your eyes at the statement and blinked as you looked at Crocodile, somewhat perplexed, "R-really?" Crocodile sighed as he reconsidered his choice, letting out a small cloud of smoke, "I know that no matter how much I tell you that you won't keep insisting like the stupid person that you are." He said, grimacing as he slapped his cigar, "Besides, I've known those two for a long time and I know they've had their eye on you… But not to do it" Your cheeks turned a deep red at her statement, You noticed your lady's fingers on your cheeks, squeezing them and forcing you to look at her "Listen to me well, I know very well what those two are up to and I know that I am not going to stop them so easily… I remind you that you are MINE, MY property, MY girl, MY pet. Got it?" She said as he looked at you possessively, making you nod quickly. She sweated and kissed your lips softly and affectionately, letting you lay your head back on his chest "Well… But I'll keep reminding you, my love…"
warnings: This story is about the Cross Guild in a female version, so clearly the relationships were about Female x Female since Reader was about a woman. Sexual tension, aggression, humiliation, power dynamics
a/n:SOOOOO, I really wanted to do this, it landed in my head one day and since then I haven't been able to get the idea out of my head. I think it will be three, four chapters in which you end up in bed with these women, this story is pure indulgence so enjoy
For many years now, of which you have been working for Mrs. Crocodile, you went to her in search of a simple job in her great casino and in the blink of an eye you ended up being her right hand and let's say something else. You were always by her side, preparing the paperwork, calling the subordinates of the Baroque Works, giving her the fibers of how much money she had raised in her casino and helping her with what she asked of you… We do know what it means. You were faithful to her and I reward you in many ways, if it was true that sometimes that great woman was scary and that never disappeared in you even as the years passed. After the attempt to conquer Arabasta failed miserably due to the straw hats, you remained there, working for her while she was taken to Impel Down. It was a somewhat sad and hard few months without the accompaniment of your mistress; But you were able to keep going while you ran their business. The day she appeared at the door after such a long time you screamed with excitement and spent most of the day glued to her repeating how much you had missed her while her big hand caressed your head cooing to you, that night was quite long and satisfying for both of you
Several weeks after his return, you gave a piece of news which left you a little perplexed. It seemed that he had made an alliance with one of the new Yonkos; Buggy The Clown, and the greatest swordswoman in all of the All Blue; Dracule Mihawk. As it was obvious that you knew who those women were and you were not going to question your wife about her decisions, although it still seemed strange to you that she made an alliance, she liked to be the one in charge of everything. Shortly after the news, a boat was prepared in which you and your wife were to go to the meeting area with the two women. Your eyes widened when you saw that the meeting area was a big circus tent, you thought it would be somewhere more professional but you didn't question your lady again. As you enter the tent you are dressed in circus clothes, a girl in what looked like she was wearing a fur coat accompanied by a hat with bear's ears came up to you, asking Mrs. Crocodile to please follow her to where her captain and the swordswoman were.
You went up some stairs and went down a long corridor, always close to your mistress while you recognized the surroundings, you came to a large door quite striking to say the least, the purple wood hurt your eyes and the gold details were quite visible. The girl in the bear hat opened the door for you and you could see inside. A large hall, filled with fabrics of all colors that hung on the walls along with gold ornaments that hung along with the fabrics, a large carpet, and above this an acacia table on which was placed a silver tray with a bottle of wine and a half-drunk cup. A small bowl of fruit accompanied it, in front of the table was a large green armchair with cushions of a darker color and seated in this armchair were the other two women. A la derecha se encontraba Dracule Mihawk, The woman was sitting in the armchair gracefully, occasionally drinking from the glass of wine that was on the table, her jet-black hair was combed behind her hat, her eyes were closed and she was concentrating on the wine she was drinking, one of her legs rested on top of the other as it bounced. Seeing her beautiful heeled toe leather boots, her characteristic coat was open and left a beautiful scarlet corset with silver details on display and of course her great sword Yoru rested behind her. Next to her was Buggy, the girl was trying to get the attention of the other woman out of boredom and when she saw that she didn't pay any kind of attention to her, she rumbled on the couch and with her power she separated from one of her hands so she could take a bunch of grapes and leave it on top of her mouth while she grabbed it with her floating hand, The first thing that caught your attention as expected was his big round red clown nose, he also had a characteristic clown makeup, Quite well done, her long blue hair was gathered in two cute ponytails with ponies in the ponytail garters, she wore a beautiful red bodysuit, with ruffles on her neckline, sleeves and lower area, in the middle of her chest there were white pons to match her scrunchies, her bare legs were covered with red and white striped stockings
Buggy when he heard the door open he directed his gaze to it, seeing Mrs. Crocodile and then to you, when his eyes fell on your figure his gaze lit up and he jumped up from the chair while he approached you with a big smile "Croco-Chan, you finally arrived! I was getting bored because Dracu doesn't pay attention to me," he said while pouting, Mihawk opened his eyes at his name and looked at Buggy seriously with those beautiful yellow eyes outlined "Don't call me that." He said dryly, his gaze rested for a few seconds on your form, scanning you from top to bottom making your body tremble, without taking his gaze off you he raised the wine glass to his lips taking a sip "Oooww, Dracu come on, don't be that serious" Buggy said with a melodious tone as he directed his gaze to the swordswoman and then quickly directed his gaze towards you with a big smile in which there was a hint of mischief. I didn't know you knew such beautiful girls" He said as he stood in front of you, he smiled happily and took both of your hands "Delighted darling, I'm Buggy, the biggest of the pirates, although you already know that" He said while winking at one of his eyes and giving you two big kisses on the cheek, making your face burn. Crocodile looked at the scene seriously, belching smoke from his cigar while letting out a small "Tsk". Her large hand decorated with rings rested on your hip, bringing your body closer to hers as she looked at the clown with a smile "It's MY clown assistant, keep a distance.." "Oh come on Croco, don't be so jealous" He said again in a singsong manner while a slight panic could be noticed in his voice, your lady let out a groan as she began to walk towards the couch, passing by the blue-haired one
Buggy followed behind them, watching Crocodile sit in one of the corners of the couch, looked at Mihawk and simply shook his head in greeting as he took the cigar out of his mouth and shook the ash from it. You looked at Mihawk and approached her, ready to greet her in a symbol of politeness: "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Mihawk." She looked you up and down, put the glass on the table and then took one of your hands delicately, brought it to her lips and kissed your knuckles gently, placing her intense yellow eyes on yours "It's a pleasure dear.." Your cheeks turned a deep red as the jet released your hand as gently as before. You swallowed trembling saliva and nodded as you returned to your lady's side, standing next to her, your lady looked at the swordswoman seriously while chewing the cigar with her teeth with some rage, you looked at Crocodile and somewhat nervously placed your hand on top of hers, she quickly turned it over and grabbed your hand tightly and possessively. You've always known that your lady is very possessive and jealous when it comes to you, in many of the gatherings you've been to with her she's kept you glued to her, making it clear to people that you were her property.
Buggy sat on the couch, between the two women as she swallowed, noticing the nervousness in her to be between those two great women, I mean, who wouldn't be nervous? He cleared his throat and coughed softly as he looked at the women with a nervous smile, "Well girls, let's talk about the Cross Guild."
The three women were talking for a few long minutes, Croco was the one who talked the most, as she was the most accustomed in these matters, Buggy answered from time to time and blurted out some complaint or bad joke when she had the opportunity and finally Mihawk, she was the quietest and just talked from time to time, arguing with your lady. In the meantime you stood silently by your mistress's side, you were accustomed to stand for several hours at the meetings to which you went; But even if you were used to it, your legs kept getting tired, making you move a little. Buggy looked at you and smiled softly as he cocked his head "Hey sweetie, do you want to sit down? You've been on your feet for quite some time" The eyes of the other two women fell on you and you quickly got on your nerves as you shook your head with a slight smile on your face "No, no, I'm fine, but thank you very much Miss Buggy" "You don't need to behave so professionally sweetness, you can sit down and have a drink without a problem, What's more!" His hands separated from his body and flew quickly towards you, without any warning his gloved hands grabbed your hips and moved you towards the clown, forcing you to fall into his lap, he smiled widely and settled you on his lap, placing his chin on your shoulder, having his lips dangerously close to your neck, making your skin stand on end. Your cheeks warmed up again and you looked at your mistress, who watched furiously as you sat on the clown's lap, biting hard at the tip of her cigar. Buggy smiled and looked at both women as he wrapped his hands in your lap, gluing both bodies together and making you feel his breasts against your back
"Well, where were we going?" He said in a somewhat mischievous way in his voice as he hugged you as if you were a large stuffed animal. Crocodile continued to speak of the terms with some seriousness, looking at you and Buggy with each passing second. As Buggy spoke he stopped paying a modicum of attention, rubbing his face against your neck and breathing from it, making you shudder, with one of his hands apart he picked up the bunch of grapes again, bringing it to your lips while smiling kindly, encouraging you to eat and no doubt that was the straw that broke the camel's back for Mrs. Crocodile. With his big golden hook he grabbed Buggy's pigtails, pulling them and forcing his head to separate from his body, he let out a scream while looking at your lady trembling, Crocodile took a spur of his cigar and released the smoke on the girl's face while she looked at him with eyes full of fury "What do you think you are doing with MY assistant, "V-come on Croc, I'm being nice, don't be so angry, heh.." "Nice is it that you're squeezing her like you're a leech!?" You watched the scene fearfully from Buggy's lap, your eyes fell on Mihawk, who was quietly drinking from her wine
You swallowed hard and got up from Buggy's lap quickly, approaching your mistress and sitting on her lap, she quickly watched you while you took her cheeks with a slight blush on your face "My lady excuse me, I shouldn't have sat down from the beginning… You know I'm yours," you said in a soft, affectionate tone as you watched the larger woman, who sighed as she tossed Buggy's head into her lap, causing her to sob and grab her head with trembling hands.Crocodile looked at him with annoyance and another snap came out of his mouth, you moved your hands, making his eyes rest on you, watching your body on your lap, he sighed and let out a great cloud of smoke, his good hand took the cigar and his hook landed on your waist, sticking both breasts together while directing his lips well painted of that red that you loved so much to yours, giving you a big kiss while caressing your hips with the tip of his hook, making you let out a little gasp through the kiss as he felt the cold tip of it against your skin, gently scratching it.After a few seconds you separated due to lack of oxygen, looking for a few seconds, seeing that desire and anger in your mistress's eyes. She cleared his throat gently and settled you on his lap while clearing his throat softly, looking at the two women in the room seriously, "Good… Let's move on then."
You watched the two women for a second, you saw how Buggy had placed his head on his body again, he is wiping away the small panicked tears that had escaped his eyes at Crocodile's brutality while a great blush had adorned his cheeks, meanwhile Mihawk ran over your body sitting on your mistress's lap with a twinkle in his eye that you could not recognize, You let out a slight sigh as you timidly hid your face in your mistress's collarbone.
warnings: Mentions of female reader, not safe for under 18!
a/n: Aside from loving Buggy I love Crocodile, and Mihawk, in general the Cross Guild! So headcanons and stories of these characters are waiting for you, I hope you enjoy it!
Well, this is more than clear! This man will buy and give you all kinds of expensive and luxurious things, what's more, taking away from now will force you to throw away all your old clothes and replace them with the luxurious dresses, skirts and blouses he gives you. If you refuse to throw away your old clothes he won't hesitate to break them with his big hook, before you retort and scold him he'll shut you up by putting a pile of bags and boxes of new clothes in your face. He will enjoy giving you beautiful jewelry to wear on your beautiful body, she will give you lotions and oils with a delicious perfume so that every time she touches and tastes your soft skin smells the sweet aroma that she previously chose for you
Obviously he will give you lingerie equally, and something she won't tell you is that she has chosen a size a little smaller to be able to delight in her tired eyes, your beautiful body and curves being pressed by the luxurious lace, she loves to see how the bra makes your breasts slump due to the lack of space, how your hips are pressed by the beautiful thong that fits so well on you and how those delicious stockings squeeze your beautiful thighs
I think Crocodile is the type of couple who spends most of his time working of course, he doesn't want to get into business or that kind of thing so he prefers that you wait for him at home, once he arrives he will give you affection and love. Despite being a cold and somewhat serious man, he can show his affection towards the person he loves, obviously he will not be cloying by any means; But he reminds you every day how he loves and appreciates you, for him you are a beautiful and undoubtedly unique jewel.
Crocodile will treasure you, as I said you are his beautiful and unique jewel, he will not let anyone look at you and much less touch you, he will protect you and take care of you from anything that torments you and will kill you without any problem if necessary
It is clear that our great mafioso is possessive and jealous at a high point, if there is opportunity and you can accompany Cocrodile to one of his meetings he will have his good hand or hook around your hip at all times, he will even make you sit on his lap while he is having his meeting, he will keep his good hand resting on your thigh and caress this, He will squeeze it gently whenever someone irritates him. The same goes if you go to the casino with it, it will keep its big hook around your waist and keep you glued to it at all times
Apart from making it clear that you are his by keeping his hands on you, he will give you a high quality leather necklace, with several diamonds encrusted to it (If you are not a fan of diamonds and you have another favorite precious gem he will take it very much into account) from the middle of the necklace will hang a large "SC" of Sir Crocodile of solid gold to let everyone know that you are HIS property And no one can lay their filthy hands on your beautiful neck. I even think that she gave you to match the necklace a small gold bracelet with the same initials in small and as a small detail a small accessory in the same shape as her hook only dwarfed
I think that Crocodile, with the passage of time of having a relationship with you, will reach the point of asking you to marry him. He wants to have you as his little wife, to take care of you, to take care of you and to have you just for himself, just like he wants you to be your husband so that he is the only important man in your life and the only one who can love you as he does. On the day he declares he will take you to a luxurious restaurant and in the privacy of your VIP lounge he will come up to you, take out of his pocket a beautiful gold ring encrusted with jewels and drop the big question. Your wedding would be private, I don't think Crocodile will invite many people on his side, some important people from his social circle and will allow you to invite your family if that's what you like. It won't be a big celebration; But she'll certainly be luxurious, she wants to show you how much she cares about you and how much she loves you
I think that for him your thighs, breasts and butt serve as a de-stressor, as long as they get on his nerves and you are there he will take some part of the aforementioned and squeeze and massage it as if it were a de-stressing ball
Over time Crocodile will trust you enough to let you clean his big hook and even take it off when he is alone with you, he knows that you are not going to hurt him, in fact with you he feels a calm that he has never had before. Apart from letting you clean his hook he will allow you to gum and comb his hair in his characteristic hairstyle, although yes, he will not let you use a comb, he wants you to comb his hair back with your little fingers, he loves the feeling and will close his eyes totally relaxed while he lets out small grunts of satisfaction
He loves baths, especially if they're with you. You will have a great, but GREAT bathtub in which you let it fill to the top with crystal clear water, so it will be fine; But if you like to add some salts, oils, soaps or bath bombs to the water, it will certainly allow you to do so. That tub is so big that water will easily reach your neck, that's why it always grabs you by the waist and will sit you on its big lap. While you take a bath he won't stop kissing your sensitive neck, plus his hand will wander over your soft skin, baths usually end with a delicious fuck ;)
I think Crocodile has a slight insecurity with the scar on his face, he's not the kind of person who would cry because of such insecurity but he does often not feel like seeing his reflection in the mirror. That is why if you kiss and caress that scar will be supported by your affection, the insecurity will disappear and without a doubt his love for you will grow
OBVIOUSLY, if you ask your big man to lend you his huge, warm coat, he'll give it to you without any objection. It will definitely look huge on you, that's why Crocodile will let out a little laugh when he sees your small body with his big coat
We all know that Crocodile, as its name says and does it justice, has crocodiles, that's why if you ask him with puppy dog eyes to let you pet the big reptiles he will end up giving in. Obviously at first he won't leave you out of a slight fear that something will be done to you; But after many pouts and supplications it will allow you to be with the big animals but with their constant vigilance and caution. It ends up being that your pets behave like big dogs that seek your attention and caresses.
Well, the way I think Crocodile smells is that it definitely smells like a cigar, just like some Whiskey and of course a highly expensive cologne smell with a strong masculine aroma
I think this great man has a great fetish for getting you pregnant. The mere thought of filling you with her great burden and that she will get you pregnant, that you are going to be the carrier of her child, that your beautiful body begins to gain weight, that your belly becomes bigger and that your breasts become heavier and full of breast milk undoubtedly puts it to a hundred, That's why she loves being able to inside your warm inner
It's clear that Crocodile while he's in a meeting with you on his lap will start joking with you, his hand will squeeze your thighs and go up to your pussy, caress it over your luxurious underwear that he gave you until he gets completely soaked in your arousal, he will push the fabric aside and play with your delicate pussy, Sticking his big fingers in and out of you while smoking his cigar like it's nothing, even though mentally he's praying that this stupid meeting is over and he can fuck you properly, even though he wouldn't mind taking you right there in front of everyone. Obviously, while playing with your pussy, he will give you the command to stay quiet the moment you let out a louder than normal moan he will stop abruptly, leaving you with the desire and the needy pussy. Eventually, at the end of the meeting, he will continue with his work and fuck you properly
Part of sticking his fingers into your pussy while you're in a meeting will make you sneak down under the table in front of him and he'll pull out his big cock, silently giving you the command to suck it. While you're doing your work under the table, Crocodile will keep his serious side in front of everyone while smoking; But inside of him he's holding back so he doesn't grab your beautiful hair and fuck your tight throat. It's true that he'll sneakily grab your hair and force you to swallow more, but it won't be as brutal as when you're alone
I believe that even if you have a loving relationship, in private and in bed you have a Master/Submissive relationship. You will have your rules and punishments as well as games and so on
Speaking of punishments, the one that Crocodile would use the most with you would be spanking, he would not use any punishment shovel, his big hand is enough for him. He will keep you lying on his thighs with your butt up while he hits it with his wide hand, he will stop once he sees your beautiful ass completely red and with marks of his hands, he will be more than satisfied to see the beautiful work of art that is in front of him, you lying between his big thighs, with the butt up and completely red with the marks of his big hand, Even in the underwear that's wet and ruined by your dripping pussy
Wearing common underwear for yourself is over as you entered Crocodile's life, from now on you will wear high ranges of lingerie sets, which will be mostly black and green, some will have a buckle with Crocodile's initials, a small detail that he himself had made. You have many pairs of lingerie and you will be giving more every day, why? Simply, usually Crocodile rips them off and smashes with his hook in the urge to fuck you. He always repeats that he doesn't mind breaking it, he will always give you another pair
Crocodile is a marking man, he will bite your soft skin until it turns purple or red, he will slap your butt until your buttocks are with the mark of his hands embedded in it. He will bite your delicate thighs and suck them until they are full of marks and more than once he has fantasized about extinguishing his cigar on your delicate body as a personal brand, he will ask your permission at first, he appreciates you very much and does not want to scare you, if you give him your approval he will not take long and will press the burning tip of his cigar on some visible part of your body
Due to its LARGE size, Crocodile takes its beautiful time to stretch properly, being able to stand for several hours with its big fingers buried in your extruded pussy, opening up your rubbery walls while taking you more than a vaz to the top of the weather. After an hour of pure orgasms thanks to her skillful fingers, comes the main event
Crocodile is the type of person who would like to try BDMS with you, after all you have a Master/submissive relationship. It will make a contract and everything where you confirm your consent and where you put your risks and safe word. The moment he is doing something that makes you uncomfortable and you don't like it, if you say the safe word he will stop right away, ask if everything is okay and comfort you while repeating that he will not do it again and that he regrets having done something you do not like
Many times, when you go to meetings or even to the casino with him, he orders you not to wear any type of underwear. More than once you've gone with your beautiful and luxurious Crocodile dresses to the casino and meetings with nothing underneath, this makes it easier for Crocodile to play with your needy pussy
Crocodile is a deepthroated man, I mean, he loves being able to fit all his fat cock into your tight little throat, forcing you to take him for the good girl you are. He loves seeing your little face full of tears and drool as you choke on his big cock, it certainly makes it harder. It will carefully grab your hair and force you to go deeper while setting a rough and steady pace
Many times he will humiliate you and force you to rub your bare pussy against his big metal hook, he will make you rub your clit against the solid gold arch while watching with delight as you rub your wet pussy against the cold metal of his hook. After you've on this one he'll make you lick it with your beautiful tongue that he loves so much
He drops a BIG but BIG load, you can't imagine what he gets to throw away. It always fills your throat with its warm cum, forcing you to swallow it while you choke a little, just like it always fills your insides, you feel it hit your cervix directly, like knocking it down, until it cums inside you, filling your uterus with its thick seed. Eventually, when it comes out of you, it will stick its fingers in, forcing you to keep its load inside
I think that due to her breeding fetish Crocodile has acquired a special plug which she inserts into your pussy once it is filled with her cum, thus preventing a single drop of her precious cum from coming out of you
Lastly, this man lets out a lot of grunts of pleasure as he hits you like there's no tomorrow. He looks like a beast as he hits you and lets out such grunts, apart from growling he will whisper in your ear with his deep voice "Good girl"
I don't remember where I read it, but I think I read that someone wanted to see a female version of Buggy with a muscular body, so I decided to make a very very fast drawing of it…, maybe later I will have time to draw something well done.
If you have any idea that you would like me to draw feel free to tell me, I will try to make a quick sketch of it 😊
Summary: You have been with Buggy for a long time as his partner and faithful travel companion for at least 2 years. After the encounter in Orange City with the Straw Hats and having lost your precious Captain for several days, you and his crew finally find him but… He's made an alliance with a beautiful woman you don't know, you know Buggy loves you; But you can't help but feel a little twinge of jealousy because of that woman. Buggy notices and well… Let's say he's flattered and will teach you that he's completely yours just like you're completely his
Rating/Warnings: Explicit, 18+ Only, MDNI, Smut, some spoilers for the anime about LogueTown, Vaginal Fingering, Hair Pulling, Praise Kink, Pet Names, Penis In Vagina Sex, Rough Sex, Dom Buggy, Established Relationship, Fem!Reader, Oral Sex F!Reciving, Creampie, ensecurities in the Reader, jealousy on the part of the reader,
Many weeks had passed after the encounter with that straw hat boy who had fought with Buggy, and eventually due to his great confidence he lost, being turned into a small doll with feet, hands and his head, leaving you as the only memory of him what was left of his body. They made Buggy take to the skies and get lost from your side, you were worried, very worried, not only had you kept half of his body and he was somewhat helpless due to his condition but the crew already gave him up for dead. You went to a nearby island, where you were to celebrate his funeral, the whole crew was torn apart, many wept for the loss of their captain; But the one who was most worried was you. You hadn't eaten well for days to sleep, you clung to the torso of your missing lover tightly, still having a hope that he would return
After several events on the island where you were going to do the funeral, Buggy appeared in all his glory, calling with his power his remaining body and recomposing himself to be the complete man you loved so much. Obviously you were all happy to see him alive, in fact, the first thing you did was to go to him with tears in the corners of your eyes and hug him tightly, which he quickly returned to you while caressing your head with the affection that you remembered and longed for so much. After several reunions and hugs, Buggy asked you to follow him, and you and his crew did as the captain ordered, and led them to the shore where a large pink wooden ship with hearts and a large duck's head for a mast was waiting. A woman came out of that boat…Beautiful, she had perfect skin, beautiful black hair, a beautiful body as well as some nice features, the crew obviously came out when they saw her and quickly questioned their captain who this beautiful woman was and Buggy introduced her as Alvira, that woman had helped him while he was lost in the wide ocean and they had made an alliance to be able to finish off that boy with a straw hat. When you heard that, a small shiver ran through your body and a slight pang of jealousy pricked the back of your head, you tried to calm down and put the jealousy aside; But they only got worse…
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Here you were, sitting in a bar with Buggy, Alvira, Cabaji and Mohji with a cape and hood on which hid your body and face from any curious Marine. You had gone to LogueTown because of information that they had sighted the group of straw hats coming here, so Buggy and… She had decided to go there to meet them and fight. The bar where you were sitting was a bit crowded, the sounds were mixed; but your hearing had been focused on Buggy and Alvira's conversation, listening to all their words while your eyes were fixed on the glass you were drinking, trying not to notice how your attention was completely focused on them. Your body was ablaze with jealousy, your fingers intertwined in the fabric of your pants while your foot drummed due to the little anxiety that flooded your body. You knew perfectly well how much Buggy loved you, you had never doubted him; But in these moments you did begin to doubt. What if they're lovers without you knowing? I mean, that woman was beautiful and had an attractive body that made any man salivate for her. What if Buggy has stopped loving you for her? He was helping him when he got lost, plus they both have the same goal and we mention again their physical appearance. Besides, Buggy didn't spend much time with you those days, he spent his time in the office with that woman talking about his plans, which made your jealousy and insecurities go even worse
A voice snapped you out of your overthinking, you raised your head quickly, still somewhat disoriented, and saw that the caller was Mohji, who was watching you with some concern. Mohji is a good friend of yours, since you set foot on Buggy's boat you had struck up a good friendship, eventually, being such a good friend of yours you had told him what was happening to you those days and what was going around your head. You blinked several times and he cocked his head, "Are you okay Y/N? I see you…" I ask with some concern in my tone, making everyone at the table turn their attention to you, "I'm fine! Perfectly, don't worry… You spoke quickly, not wanting to draw too much attention, as much as they wanted to tell him how you feel to Buggy you were a little afraid of bothering him or something like that, besides, he seemed quite focused on looking for a good strategy.You just sighed and took your drink, taking a sip of this one. "As I told you dear my dear" Alvira said to Buggy as she put her hand on his shoulder, you widened your eyes when you heard her and quickly choked on the drink, coughing it up while you gave yourself a few small strokes on the chest. Dear? Like that dear?! How dare that woman call YOUR Buggy as my dear, who did she think it was? Again everyone looked at you "Are you okay sweet cheeks?, it's true that I look strange on you" Buggy pronounced as he watched you, you quickly shook your head as you took a napkin and wiped your chin of the traces of drink and saliva "I'm fine, I'm fine! I just swallowed badly," you said, letting out a small nervous laugh as you motioned to the waiter to bring you another drink, "Are you sure..?" Buggy muck before being cut by Alvira: "That's your third drink… Are you going to drink more?" He said as he looked you up and down scanning you
You felt your eye twitch and you looked at the woman with a small awkward smile. "Yes... There is, is there a problem?" You said with anticipation to see where it was going, preparing for the worst "Well, as much as we are pirate women we still have to maintain composure... You know, keep the line" He said while taking one last look at your body taking a sip of his drink, how hypocritical. You felt your soul leave your body at her words and return again, just as anger built up in your body and bubbled up in it. You cleared your throat slightly as you watched Alvira leave the glass on the table, who was silently watching your interaction. Buggy looked at Alvira with a grimace, you could see the annoyance and anger in his eyes; But before she could open her big red-painted mouth, Alvira spoke again. "I'm saying this for your own good." You got up from the table and slammed your hand on the wood, making the glasses shake from your blow. You looked at him seriously and immediately turned around. "My thirst has gone, I'm on the boat." You said dryly while As you were walking towards the exit of the bar, Buggy got up behind you; But before he could reach you, you had already left and Alvira had taken his arm to make him stay. "Dear, we must stick with the plan." "Fuck the plan and screw you, don't talk to my girlfriend like that again." He said angrily as he pulled away from the woman's grasp with a disgusted face.
At that moment Buggy's mind was crazy and his body was full of anger, how the hell did that woman dare to say and treat you like that?! He had no forgiveness, anyone who spoke ill to you deserved to be hooked to the spinning wheel and have knives thrown at him until he bled to death. You were a perfect woman, well, perfect was not enough for him, you were great in his eyes! With your beautiful body which he loved and admired every time you are under him, writhing with pleasure while you take him as well as you always do, your beautiful smile that he loves with his whole body every time he lets out a joke or any joke he knows. that will make you laugh, your beautiful hair and your beautiful face with its beautiful expressions, everything about you is perfect for him, and he will not allow anyone to say otherwise! He ran towards the ship and went straight to your room, where the door was closed. He knocked on the door gently while waiting for your response "Honey, are you here? Can I Come in?" He said in a low and sweet tone while he grabbed the door handle waiting for an answer.
In those moments you were lying in a small ball with your eyes closed while thousands of thoughts flew through your head from one side to the other. A part of you wanted to cry because of the helplessness and that feeling of jealousy; But another part of you denied you from crying, rather it forced you not to do so and instead be angry. Alvira had not only made you feel bad because of her comment, but she had also made you distrust Buggy and feel that horrible feeling of jealousy. You tried to swallow your own tears and avoid crying because some couldn't help but spill from your eyes. Hearing a knock on the door you quickly got out of bed and when you heard Buggy's voice you quickly wiped the few tears that had spilled from your eyes "A-come in!" As you gave permission, the door opened and Buggy emerged, who closed the door behind him and quickly went to your side. He got down on his kneesin front of you and placed his gloved hands on your cheeks, caressing them gently, in his eyes you can see his concern for you "Oh darling, are you okay? That damn Alvira, how dare she say something like that about you?! I'll talk later." with her, I'm so sorry" He said with a surprisingly soft tone in his voice as his gloved hands caressed your lips. A spark of warmth spread through your body; but it quickly dissolved when you thought about that woman again, you looked away from Buggy's face and put one of your hands on top of the one that was caressing your cheek "It's okay... Don't worry about it Buggs... Maybe She's right" You said almost in a whisper, Buggy raised an eyebrow in surprise and his hand gave you a small blow on your head, he grabbed your chin and forced you to face his face full of anger "NO, NO, NO! Don't talk nonsense doll "Everything he said was an insult and I'm not going to allow it!" "But, you have an alliance with her, I don't want it to be ruinedfor me... Besides, being the woman she is, she's right.." You muttered in a low tone while you observed Buggy "I don't care about the alliance! I just want to get rid of that stupid straw hat boy! What do you mean, being the woman that is honey?" He asked, certainly surprised by your words. "Well... I mean, she is a beautiful woman... And-and she has perfect skin, in addition to a good body and, and... No I know, she's much more beautiful than me... Plus it seems like she's interested in you, because she's always with you and has pet names for you, and and.." "Hey, hey, hey, Honey, stop there" Buggy silenced you quickly. , moving his hand from your chin to your cheeks again, his face had a small smile painted on his lips as he looks at you "Doll, you are PERFECT, that woman doesn't have to envy you, in fact, she should be the one who feels envy... Also, honey, are you jealous of Alvira?" You pursed your lips while you tried to look away, feeling like your faceHe blushed softly with embarrassment. "C-could it be..." Buggy let out a small laugh and you looked at him with annoyance. "Don't laugh! It's just! Your call, dear!" You said while you looked away, somewhat embarrassed. Buggy let out one last laugh and shook his head softly. Without warning, he grabbed your cheeks and gave you a warm kiss with a certain touch of need.
"Oh darling, you can call me whatever you want; but I'm YOURS... Do you want me to show it to you in a good way?" He said mischievously as he once again joined his red painted lips with yours, staining them with her waxy red paint. Buggy laid you on the bed, keeping his body above yours while he didn't break away from the kiss at any second. You felt his tongue pricking your lips, you opened them giving him access to his tongue into your mouth, and he quickly searched for your tongue with his muscle, intertwining them lasciviously, leading the rhythm of the kiss and being the dominant one. Your saliva mixed with each other along with your tongues, you could feel how your lower belly sent a spark of heat to your lower area, and you could notice how it began to get wet from excitement. You separated from the kiss due to the lack of oxygen, your mouths were still held together by the thin thread of saliva that came out of them, Buggy's eyes scanned yourface flushed and already stained by her makeup along with your breathing hard with desire "Look at you so pretty, already looking at me all needy, I bet your pretty pussy is already wet uhm?" He said with a wide smile on his face while he directed one of his hands to your mouth, you looked at his gloved fingers and you already knew what you had to do, you delicately took the tip of the finger of his glove between your teeth and Buggy was sliding his little by little, revealing his beautiful hand outside the glove. As if struck by lightning, his newly naked hand went down your body to the hem of your pants, lifting them up and putting his hand down your already damp underwear, his long fingers ran over your wet lips already stained in your excitement, making a small gasp came out of your captain's lips "Everything is wet for me... And to think that you were jealous of that woman, having you here and being so perfect for me" He commented against your sensitive neck,slowly licking it with the tip of his tongue until he wrapped his lips around your neck, biting into it and sucking on your tender flesh. You moaned at the sensation of her lips sucking on your neck and her fingers teasing your wet entrance.
Your captain's hands spread your thighs, exposing your wet entrance, he pulled away from your neck with a wide smile as he moved his body until he was between your legs. You gasped as his fingers moved across your wet pussy, picking up the moisture from it, once his fingers were soaked with your arousal Buggy brought them to his mouth, lasciviously licking them while his eyes watched your completely flushed face. Your pussy tightened at nowhere as you watched your captain lick his wet fingers in your arousal with such lust, causing a spiral of pleasure to swirl in your lower belly. Buggy stuck his fingers out of his mouth with a loud "POP" as he stared at you with hungry eyes "So sweet… He lowered his head as he stuck out his fat tongue which was already drooling with a mixture of your arousal, he gave your pussy a long lick, making you moan as he let out a sigh of satisfaction. Buggy quickly stuck his wet tongue into your tender walls, licking them enthusiastically while his big red nose rubbed against your needy. You groaned as you looked up, resting on your shoulders as you watched your captain's head between your thighs. You gently moved your hips against his face, causing Buggy to grab them tightly and push them against the mattress, making it impossible for you to move them.You gasped as he lightly pulled his tongue out of your wet pussy, now full of saliva and your fluids, his mouth closed around your needy clit, sucking and licking it as if it were a delicious candy. You saw the extrellas as you could feel the attention you needed, meows escaping your lips as you tried to move your hips against her mouth. Your hand moved quickly and went to Buggy's head, taking her scalp and gently tugging at it, Buggy moaned against your pussy and began to lick and absorb your pussy faster, one of his hands moved away from your hips and quickly inserted one of his fingers into your needy pussy, moving this one quickly as his tongue swirled around your clitoris, staining it with his saliva. You threw your head back moaning, feeling your orgasm build up quickly, another finger inserted into your hole, massaging your rubbery walls and hitting that delicious spot. You moaned and let out a loud moan, gripping your captain's scalp tightly as you cummed because of his skillful tongue and fingers.
A moan came out of your captain's mouth, causing it to vibrate in your pussy, you moaned as you watched as he gave one last lick to your already sensitive entrance, panting in front of it as he slowly pulled his fingers out of your pussy, reveling in the sight of your wet pussy squeezing around nowhere as it came out of you. She licked her lips stained in your fluids and saliva while the makeup was a complete mess, one of the fingers that was in your hole went up to your, massaging it through your overstimulation, making you moan and arch your back "Look at you looking so pretty to me… And you thought another woman interested me? Baby, you're so mensa, I could never leave this sweet and delicious pussy" He said as he gave a little slap to your damp slit making you moan. Buggy got up from between your legs, looking at you with a look full of lust and need, he hurriedly began to take off his clothes with the help of his Chop Chop power, leaving him totally naked before your eyes. You watched his beautiful cock, erect to his belly, its pink tip bringing out some pre-cum, moistening it. Your captain's body got on top of yours as he brushed his erection against your wet entrance, poking your and caressing your wet lips as he taunted you, lightly poking his tip in and out, feeling the need build up inside you.Buggy's remaining red mouth moved closer to your ear, biting your lobe as he spoke to you in a whisper, "Now… Let me show you who I belong to, darling." He said in a purr against your ear as he slipped completely into your deep hole. A moan came from your lips in unison, your arms wrapped around his neck, bringing his body closer to yours as he felt him open your walls to accommodate his cock. Buggy gasped in your ear as it began a deep, rapid pace, hitting that delicious spot inside you several times. Both bodies rubbed against each other, moaning every time the hair on her chest brushed and tickled against your sensitive nipples. "M-look… Taking me so well… Fuck, baby I love this wet little pussy you have..!" His punches grew harder, Buggy's hands darting to your hips, grabbing the tender flesh of it as he hammered your insides. Your head turned backwards and your captain took the opportunity to start attacking your neck with bites and hickeys
You felt how the accumulation of pleasure formed in a spiral in your belly, your walls were pulled against your captain's cock making him gasp while he bit hard your neck, you moaned as you felt how his pelvis rubbed against your clit, the orgasm almost came and as if Buggy read your mind he directed one of the hands that were on your hips towards your clitoris, brushing this one quickly "Come on honey, cum around my cock… Hold me like you know how" As if it were magic, as he barked the request between moans and gasps you couldn't take it anymore, cum around his cock while you let out a big moan. Buggy stuttered with his movements, feeling your pussy milk his cock hard. He grabbed your hips tightly again and started hitting you as if he wanted to break your pelvis, you arched your back at the overstimulation, drooling lightly while all you could say were incoherent babbling. Buggy watched as his cock was swallowed by your pussy and a white ring of fluid formed around it. He gasped as he chased his release, gave a big thrust at the entrance of your cervix and cum, laughing as his cock threw a good load of his cum inside you, making you feel warm and full. Buggy collapsed on top of you, both of you with rapid breathing and sweaty bodies, your captain's lips met yours, giving you a kiss full of love and adoration "Now, I hope it has become clear to you that I am yours… Like you're mine, aren't you doll?" He said with a wide smile on his face as he looked at your blushing face. A small smile escaped your lips stained in her red makeup, the insecurities and jealousy had completely disappeared from your body. You wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a chaste kiss on his lips "He's absolutely right, Captain…"
warnings: Mentions of female reader, not safe for under 18! (The Buggy that I am going to use for these headcanons can be either from LA or Anime.)
a/n: I love making headcanons about characters I love, so here are a few ideas about Buggy!
Soooo I think we all think the same thing, which is that this man's body hair is the same color as his head hair. I think he takes good care of it, meaning he trims it and doesn't let it get too wild. I see that he has some hair on his chest, forearms, and what I like the most, the happy trail ;)
Speaking of hair, Buggy takes VERY good care of his long blue hair. I'm sure this man has a private shower full of all kinds of shampoos, conditioners, hair nutrition, etc. Besides taking care of it, he LOVES to have it combed, especially if it's by you. I can imagine him asking you to comb his hair after a hard day of work where his crew has pushed him to his limits. He'll sit on the bed with his back to you and let his hair down so you can comb it. He'll LITERALLY melt under your hands as you brush his long and silky hair, and don't even get me started if you massage his scalp.
I think that Buggy HAS to have some tattoo, such as a skull with clown details. The most likely place I see the tattoo is on his back or biceps
OH MY GOD, THIS MAN HAS A DAD BOD AND NO ONE CAN ARGUE WITH ME. He has muscular and well-worked biceps but also has a cute dad bod. Why does he have it? Easy, I explain it below
Well, Buggy surely celebrates ABSOLUTELY everything, I mean, any little thing is celebrated with food and drink. Did they rob a village? It's celebrated that same night. Did a show go well? It's celebrated that same night. He loves to eat and drink, I see it in him, especially if there's some celebration involved.
Continuing with the hair topic and the fact that he likes you to comb his hair, it adds that he loves you to do different hairstyles. Would you like to make him a ponytail? "Go ahead, darling!" A braid maybe? "All yours, sweet cheeks." How about curling his hair? "I love it, doll!"
I feel that once Buggy falls in love with you, he becomes COMPLETELY obsessed, I'm not kidding. Buggy will be with you most of the day, or rather take you anywhere so that he can be with you. Due to his insecurities about his nose, he is VERY jealous. I can perfectly see him appearing behind you in a few seconds, putting his hands on your waist and kissing your neck while looking challengingly at the other man. Buggy has arrived and is marking his territory, which is you.
Buggy is the type of partner who ADORES you, I literally think he will treat you as if you were a goddess or some kind of deity to him, and let's not talk about how he would react if you adored him just like he does to you.
Obviously, this man will make thousands and thousands of sexual jokes in any situation, no matter what is happening. He can tell you while eating, while alone in his office, or while you are helping with an essay for his show. He loves to see how nervous you get with his words
Buggy is someone who likes to give nicknames, especially to you if you have a romantic relationship with him. Even before it's officially something, he probably gave you affectionate nicknames like "Honey," "Doll," "Dear," "Sweet Cheeks," etc. I don't know if I'm correct, I just read this, but supposedly each OP character has a nationality assigned by Oda, and if I'm correct, Buggy is French. Soooo, it's possible that he will call you some affectionate nickname in French, something like "Mon chéri," "Ma chérie," "Mon coeur" (Sorry to French speakers if any of this is mistranslated). He will probably also tell you in great detail in French how he's going to fuck and destroy you, but just laugh when you see your confused face because you don't understand.
He loves cuddles, he loves being in your arms and feeling your beautiful hands give him love and cuddles on his face, hair, and body. He sleeps snuggled up next to you, and every chance he gets, he hugs you and presses you against his body to feel its warmth. He simply adores you and adores every part of you with all his soul
I am sure that he spoils you in more than one way. If you are part of the shows, you will be the first to receive words of affirmation from him. He won't stop telling you how incredible you were, how good you were, and that you are undoubtedly the star of the show (behind him, clearly). While he showers you with affection, he won't stop yelling at and scolding others who have been in the show for the slightest mistake. Apart from that, he will give you anything valuable or expensive, from jewelry, clothing, costumes for the shows, shoes, lingerie, to makeup and anything else that comes to mind or you ask for. He is a captain and you are his little and beautiful partner, obviously he has to give you everything, no matter how expensive it is, and take care of you.
I see him as VERY protective, and apart from that, thanks to jealousy, he cares a lot about you. He will be attentive at all times. If you feel a little unwell, he will quickly be shouting and grumbling for a doctor to attend to you. If you get hurt, he will pick you up and be glued to you at all times. He won't leave you alone for a second.
I think a lot about how people smell, and from my point of view, I think Buggy would smell like a mixture of ash because of his cannons, saltwater, whiskey or alcohol in general, a touch of wood, and a slight hint of his body musk.
Well, I think that Buggy loves to eat his partner, he loves the idea of your thighs pressed around his head while he has his tongue deeply buried between your wet folds. He will drink from your excitement as if it were the best drink ever created by man, he will always look for an excuse to eat you. If he could, he would simply feed on your excitement and could be eating you for a whole day. More than once he has asked you to sit on his face and you have agreed, but always with that fear of suffocating him, he always responds with "Darling, if I have to die, I would be more than honored and satisfied to die suffocated thanks to your beautiful thighs and with my tongue full of your delicious wetness." Eventually, if you are sitting on his face while he eats you, you will always keep your hips a little afloat to avoid sitting completely, to which Buggy will take your thighs and force you to sit completely.
I think we all know that this man uses his Chop Chop power with you in quite sinful ways, he will easily detach his cock from his body and choke you with it, letting you feel how it fills your throat and how his balls hit your chin while saliva drips from your mouth, staining everything. Your mouth won't be the only thing he fills, he will bury himself deeply in your wet vagina and fuck you while he watches you being fucked with his own cock just a few centimeters away from you. One day he may wake you up by fucking you and when he finishes, he will leave his cock buried in you for the whole day, using it to prevent his precious semen from dripping out of your beautiful pussy.
He releases a lot, but that LOT of cum, he will fill you with a good load and you will feel how he drips all day from inside you (Unless his cock is being used as a plug so that doesn't happen) When he cums in your throat you always have to swallow little by little to avoid choking, and believe me, When you start swallowing you think you're never going to finish
He loves to brand you, he has to proclaim you as his own, so he'll leave hickeys along your neck and collarbone, in plain sight for anyone. Apart from bites and hickeys he loves to spank you, he loves to see your cute red and burning butt, full of marks on the palm of his hand due to his spanking. Obviously, because of his love of eating you, you'll have red thighs thanks to his face paint; but Buggy won't let you clean them, what's more, he'll let you wear a short skirt that day so that everyone can see the marks of his makeup on your cute thighs
I think it's a bit Voyeur, I mean he loves shows, especially if it's about you! I can see him sneaking into the room you're in and every time he catches you masturbating he falls silent as he watches you, feeling his cock harden under his pants at the sight. He will also ask you to voluntarily masturbate in front of him more than once, standing in front of you in a chair while his eyes do not leave your body and his hands separate from him to caress your soft skin
He curses a lot during sex, while he's fucking you hard against any surface near you he'll be whispering all kinds of lustful things like "My little slut… Always pleasing me so well." "I adore this greedy little pussy you have, so tight and always sucking me so hard" "Fuck, you love to please your captain, isn't that my sweet little slut?" "Look how your pussy drips because of me, so adorable..".
During kissing I feel like he's drooling a lot, you always fill each other with saliva during a nice hot make-out session, having your lips moist as well as your chins while half of Buggy's lip makeup has smudged and smudged your whole face
If at any point while he is eating strips of his hair he goes completely wild, he will attack your pussy mercilessly and rip you out of you at least more than 4 orgasms in a row, all in order to get you to pull his hair again
He loves to overstimulate you, loves to see how you turn into a small babbling mass between his hands and how you can't think about anything other than him or his cock. Love to see your thighs trembling and filled with both fluids mixed together, your clever little mouth nothing but meowing and moaning as you spew incoherently and drool
This man has to have at least a slight kink towards the knife set. He will always ask you beforehand if you are okay with it and will put a word of security; But he'll love being able to run the cold steel of his daggers across your soft skin, past your stiff nipples until delicately fiddling with your. It will leave some scratches, not very deep, only small marks, unless you ask it to be harder, in that case it will create small cuts and if it has the opportunity it will make its initial on your soft skin with the help of its dagger
(Notes: Hi! I'm new to writing stories on this app. While I am familiar with writing the occasional one-shot or comic strip, it's been a while. I'm writing this story for my own enjoyment and excitement. I just wanted to let you know that if there are any grammatical errors, I apologize. I'm also more than happy to hear your suggestions and feedback. For now, this is all I can share. I hope you enjoy this story)
Pairing: Buggy The Clown x F!Reader
Summary: From now on, this is your new life! Buggy will teach you your new occupation in his crew as his personal servant. You must be by his side whenever he asks, refill his cup whenever he orders, clean, wash, and help him with his spectacles, as well as maintain his appearance as striking as every day! It's that option or... Die!
Warnings: Depictions of Violence and Torture,mentions of blood, Buggy being a complete jerk and a perv, sexual tension and teasing, romance, humiliation.
Buggy pulled the chain firmly, forcing you to walk to the bow like a puppy and he was your owner, which at that moment was basically what you were to him and you would even confirm that for his entire crew of circus pirates. He led you almost by the dreadlocks to one of the large tents in the middle of the ship. Once you entered, you observed your surroundings. The tent seemed to be the common dining area, a large wooden table was in the middle of the area, with large benches as seats except for one in particular, which you clearly guessed who that great chair belonged to, if it could be called that. A great throne was in the central area of the table, it was made of a much nobler wood than the others, the seat was padded as well as the backrest, it looked comfortable, and it was covered in velvet fabric. Half of the crew was already seated on the long benches, many of them talking and laughing while others drank as if there was no tomorrow. The table was full of plates of food of all kinds, it was a buffet style where pirates took what they wanted and ate. You looked at the crew and then at Buggy with a mixed expression of confusion and curiosity while said clown sat on the throne, putting his legs on the armrests comfortably. His eyes landed on yours and he smiled again as he tilted his head, making a gesture towards the buffet while winking at you "Come on, darling, my food and drink won't serve itself, will it?"
You blinked several times, were you serious or was it one of your heavy jokes? Is this why you wanted me alive? A small laugh of incredulity and amusement escaped your lips, causing the blue-haired man to raise his eyebrow with curiosity and a hint of anger. "Did I say something funny to you?" He said with a certain tone of irritability in his voice. You looked at him and shook your head with a certain amusement still present. "Really? Do you need me to feed you like a little child, sir?" You said with a certain mocking and full of amusement tone. Buggy's brow furrowed and he rose from his throne while his eyes were fixed on you the whole time. His gloved hands quickly went to your cheeks, squeezing them tightly as he had done before on several occasions, his face approached yours a few centimeters away, his big red nose touching the tip of your nose. "Dear... You're starting to behave like a brat again... And I don't like that too much.." He said as you felt something cold and sharp brushing your chin, your pupils lowered to see what the object was and quickly your eyes widened, his hand was holding a dagger, which he grabbed between his thick fingers while pressing the cold steel against your chin, painfully lowering it down your neck until it reached the softest area of it. "It's a shame, and I thought you were a good girl already... I'm afraid I have no other choice but to punish you to remember how things go around here, doll.." A small sadistic smile was drawn on his face as the sharp dagger was pressed harder against your sensitive neck. You let out a groan, feeling how the tip of the weapon created a small wound in your throat, causing small drops of blood to fall down your cleavage.
Fuck, if it kept going like this, you'd be left without a neck. What was better, to die or to be the servant of the sadistic pirate clown? As tempted as you were, the second option was the best one you could take, no matter how humiliating your life would be from now on. 'W-wait! Wait! I'm sorry...' You croaked quickly, looking at the pirate, who smiled pleasantly and with amusement, gently removing the dagger from the freshly made wound. 'Continue, doll...' 'I-I'm sorry, Captain... I'll do as you order...' The dagger slowly separated from your neck and the clown placed his hand on your cheek, caressing it sweetly. 'Oh, my little doll... See? I knew deep down you were a good girl for me,' he said pleased with your sudden submission. He didn't move an inch from your body as his eyes rested on your face and went down sweetly to the wound on your neck and the drops of blood that ran down it towards the beautiful valley of your breasts. 'Now be my good girl and go get what I asked for... But first...' He lowered his face to your neck, more precisely to the freshly made wound, licked his lips hungrily, and brought his tongue to your wound, giving it a long lick as if the place emanated mead from the very gods themselves. A shiver ran through your body at the sudden sensation of his warm tongue licking the wound he had created himself. But that wasn't all, his tongue slowly went down, causing your skin to tingle. His wet muscle went from your neck to your collarbones and from your collarbones to the path of your cleavage, which was visible thanks to your shirt. He licked your blood hungrily, while you on the other hand clenched your lips tightly to avoid letting out a moan at the sensation. Buggy lifted his face, facing yours again, while a small smile of amusement mixed with a hint of lust drew on his face. 'So sweet...' he whispered in a surprisingly calm tone. 'Now you can go, I wouldn't want you to be seen as a mess on your first day, eh?' He smiled and grabbed the chain that adorned the collar around your neck, pulling you a few inches closer to him as his lips rested on your ear, whispering in it. 'Although as things progress, I would like my men to see you as a mess because of me...' he said with a small purr in his tone and a smile full of mischief.
Your face immediately heated up, causing your cheeks to turn the same shade of red as Buggy's round nose. He burst out laughing at your state and gave you a spank on your butt, making you gasp as you snapped out of your trance, looking at him with burning cheeks. 'Now go get my food, dollface.' You felt something pull the chain and take you away from Buggy. Quickly, you turned your attention to see what it was. One of Buggy's hands had disconnected from his body and was now pulling your chain, forcing you to walk towards the food area. With nothing to object, you walked behind it until it stopped pulling, simply staying by your side as a reminder that you couldn't escape or anything of the sort. You sighed and approached the buffet, taking a plate and looking at the options. There was all kinds of food on the big table, from meats, fish, and vegetables to fruits and other types of food. Your stomach growled, and you felt your mouth water. Hopefully, after giving Buggy his plate, he would give you the chance to eat something, right? You took some meat, along with a few portions of vegetables, hoping it would be good enough for Buggy. You didn't want him to throw the plate at you or something like that. You walked back to him, standing by his side as you left the plate in front of him. He looked at it for a few seconds and took the cutlery, starting to eat without objections. You let out a small sigh of relief, seeing that there was no scolding from his part. But before you could relax, he raised the hand that was still attached to his body, making a sign to you. You swallowed and approached him a little more. 'Darling, be good and bring me the whiskey.' You simply nodded, but before you could move away, you felt someone pulling you so that you wouldn't move. 'I didn't hear you.' 'Yes, sir, right away,' you said hurriedly, making the man laugh and letting you go get the alcohol.
You walked towards a small area away from the table where the bottles were, with your captain's floating hand holding onto the chain by your side. Once in front of the wide variety of bottles, you looked at all of them, searching for the Whiskey among all the options. Once you found the bottle, you took it and walked towards Buggy, standing next to him with the bottle in hand. Without saying anything, he took a glass and raised it towards you, waiting for you to fill it. A baritone sigh escaped your lips as you opened the bottle and poured its contents into the glass that Buggy had raised towards you, filling it halfway.
A few minutes passed as you stood next to Buggy, waiting for him to finish eating while your stomach growled with hunger. It didn't take long until you saw Buggy take a final sip of his whiskey, finishing it with a small sigh of satisfaction and a slight burp. "That was delicious, good choice my dear. I liked what you picked," he said, turning his head to look at you and winking while smiling. You simply nodded your head as your stomach growled again. You cleared your throat timidly and looked at the pirate. "Um... Thank you, sir... Uh... I was wondering if I could eat now," you said, watching as Buggy looked you up and down before letting out a small laugh. "Of course, darling. Grab something and sit down," he replied. Your face lit up at his response, and you quickly went to get some food, taking a plate and grabbing some of what you could. Finally, you could eat something that wasn't cold or tasteless. As you took the food, you looked around for an empty seat, but before you could decide on one, Buggy's hand pulled you towards him, confusing you as you looked at him. He smiled while patting his thigh. "Go ahead, sit down and eat, darling," he said cheerfully, his eyes not leaving you. You looked at him, somewhat astonished, while hesitating to sit down or not. It wasn't until his flying hand gently pushed you, making you sit on his lap while his arm quickly wrapped around your waist. You swallowed nervously, feeling embarrassed to be sitting on his lap. Buggy raised an eyebrow at your hesitation to eat and snapped his fingers in front of you. "Come on, doll, didn't you want to eat? Or do you want me to feed you?" You quickly shook your head while taking the fork on the table, taking a piece of food and bringing it to your mouth.
A small sigh of satisfaction escaped your lips at the taste of the hot food, your taste buds dancing happily at being able to taste something decent after several days of eating cold and bland leftovers and fruits in the midst of decay. Buggy's hands gripped your waist, gently lowering them to your soft thighs, causing you to release a small nervous jump, swallowing saliva while noisily eating your food. Buggy let out a small laugh as the gloved tips of his fingers circled the soft flesh of your thighs, which were now slightly more visible thanks to your skirt being slightly raised. 'It's all delicious, right, darling?' 'Yes, sir,' you hurriedly croaked as you took a bite of the food on your plate, the lips of the blue-haired man curving into a smile as his hand moved up and down your thigh. 'Of course, everything is perfect in this crew, especially the captain,' he said with his big ego, you simply rolled your eyes and let out a small laugh at his comment. Buggy's eyebrow arched gently and he rested his chin on your shoulder, causing a slight shiver to run through your body at the sensation of his chin stubble brushing against your skin. 'What's so funny?' 'No, no, nothing, sir... You're just right,' you said calmly to avoid angering the man behind you, something you hadn't realized when you laughed was the soft and beautiful smile that drew on the Clown's face upon hearing your small laugh. 'Well, in any case, are you finished? We have things to do, doll.' 'Yes, sir,' you said as you got up from his lap, gently wiping the crumbs that had accumulated on your skirt with small pats. Buggy got up behind you, putting on his coat as he walked ahead, pulling the chain. You followed a few steps behind, walking behind him as he headed towards a door that was certainly eye-catching (as expected). It was a loud purple color, with gold screws that shone in the soft sunlight, above the door was a skull that also seemed to be made of gold, the skull had two crossed bones behind it, it had a big round nose as expected, on top of its head it wore the same pirate hat that Buggy used to wear and to be more exact with the aforementioned hat, two pigtails fell. You quickly knew what that door was for just by the loud decoration; Buggy's office.
The pirate took a large bunch of keys out of his pocket, some shinier than others. He quickly moved from one key to another until he found the right one. He inserted it into the lock and opened the door, making room for you to enter. You were the first to pass through, and your eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. The room was spacious, and a smell of whisky, natural musk, perfume, and a hint of saltwater hit your nose. In the middle of the room was a large desk made of what seemed to be fine wood. It was covered in papers, maps, pens in their respective inkwells, a few compasses, and several empty whisky glasses. Behind the desk was a large chair, similar to the one in the dining room. To one side of the large table was a smaller one, on top of which was a bottle of whisky and a small stack of four glasses. There was a large velvet carpet on the floor, colored maroon. One of the walls had his wanted poster, as that man was arrogant enough to keep his large wanted poster with his reward in plain sight. Something that made your skin crawl were the various daggers that were stuck in the wall, several of them stuck in a wanted poster of a young man with a straw hat. Finally, there was a small table on the other side of the room, where an open chest was filled with several berries, jewels, and gold. The door behind you closed loudly, interrupting your observation of the room. Buggy walked in front of you, heading straight for the desk while taking off his dirty coat, revealing his muscular biceps as he sat down in his chair. He let out a long sigh as he looked at you. "Welcome to my office, my dear. What do you think?" "Um... it's quite eye-catching, sir," you said bluntly as you approached the table. "That's right, I knew you'd appreciate it, darling. Now be useful and fill my whisky glass," he said as he picked up one of the maps on the table. You approached the table where the bottle was and opened it, pouring the alcohol into the glass. Without taking his eyes off the map, Buggy took the recently filled glass and took a sip. You looked at the man with a small grimace. Was he really going to keep you in that room just to keep refilling his glass every time he asked? "Um... sir, do you need anything else?" you asked somewhat confused as you watched him. His blue-green eyes left the map and focused on you. "Yes, be a good girl and stay quiet while I prepare for my next show. I know you can do it, doll," he said. And as you had guessed, that was what you were going to do for the time he took to look at his maps. You sighed dejectedly and had no other choice but to stay by Buggy's side in silence. Hopefully, he wouldn't keep you there for too long.
(Notes: Hi! I'm new to writing stories on this app. While I am familiar with writing the occasional one-shot or comic strip, it's been a while. I'm writing this story for my own enjoyment and excitement. I just wanted to let you know that if there are any grammatical errors, I apologize. I'm also more than happy to hear your suggestions and feedback. For now, this is all I can share. I hope you enjoy this story)
Pairing: Buggy The Clown x F!Reader
Summary: After your encounter with Buggy on the previous day, you fall asleep in your cell with nothing else to do. You wake up to different noises on the deck and spend the rest of the day without any problems until Buggy returns, showing you what he had prepared for you and what now seemed to be your new life
Warnings: Depictions of Violence and Torture,mentions of nudity, Buggy being a complete jerk and a perv, sexual tension and teasing, romance, humiliation.
The sun began to peek over the horizon, and a small ray of light shone through the tiny window in the damp room where you were sleeping, beginning to warmly illuminate it. You continued sleeping, undisturbed by the light that was coming in; but a loud noise made you wake up abruptly, it seemed like something above you had exploded. You placed your hand on your chest, feeling your heart racing at a thousand miles per hour due to the sudden scare. The wooden floor of the ship continued to tremble slightly, as did the metal bars of your cage.
You gasped and let out a sigh as you looked around, still on that disgusting ship, still chained in the cage while rats scurried around you, although, at that moment, that was the last thing you were worried about. Again a loud noise was heard above you, making your heart skip a beat, holy God, these pirates were going to scare you to death. After the noise, the crew's laughter followed, and you noticed how the wood of the ship beneath you began to sway from side to side. You raised your eyebrow in confusion and looked towards the window, having to stand on tiptoe to be able to see even a little. The water hit the glass of the small window, so you supposed they must have embarked from that town. Had they taken the citizens as they had done with you, or had they let them go? You hoped it was the second option, you were certainly worried about those people. You looked out the window again, and your eyes widened, you could see the city completely destroyed in the distance, a large cloud of smoke flying towards the sky, and the buildings falling by the second.
You gasped and let out a sigh as you looked around, still on that disgusting ship, still chained in the cage while rats scurried around you, although, at that moment, that was the last thing you were worried about. Again a loud noise was heard above you, making your heart skip a beat, holy God, these pirates were going to scare you to death. After the noise, the crew's laughter followed, and you noticed how the wood of the ship beneath you began to sway from side to side. You raised your eyebrow in confusion and looked towards the window, having to stand on tiptoe to be able to see even a little. The water hit the glass of the small window, so you supposed they must have embarked from that town. Had they taken the citizens as they had done with you, or had they let them go? You hoped it was the second option, you were certainly worried about those people. You looked out the window again, and your eyes widened, you could see the city completely destroyed in the distance, a large cloud of smoke flying towards the sky, and the buildings falling by the second.
You heard the door rattle and quickly looked at it with some panic, was it him? Buggy was coming for you, what was being useful to him about, as he mentioned yesterday? You swallowed saliva and your nerves dispersed as you saw the same man who brought you food the day before. He walked silently towards you with a tray in his hands like the previous night. He knelt before the cage, opening the small compartment where he passed you the food and drink. As quickly as he entered through the door, he left without saying a word. You looked at the door curiously at the enigmatic man, but didn't pay much attention to him, instead, you took your food. The plate clearly showed what were boiled chicken leftovers, white, without any seasoning, and next to it were several pieces of boiled potato, to be exact four, just like the chicken, it had no salt or pepper. What were you supposed to be now? A miserable dog that was given leftovers? You sighed, you couldn't complain much about your situation, but clearly, it wouldn't have cost them anything to put some salt or something. The glass was of water, simple but hydrating, which was what you needed. Hesitantly, you searched for the cutlery, making a face when you didn't find even a small fork, you put a face and took the chicken between your fingers, which felt quite cold to your touch.
You ate the chicken and potatoes in silence, occasionally taking sips of water to hydrate your throat. In a few minutes, you finished your meal, taking your fingers to your mouth and licking them to remove the food residue. The big door opened noisily, and you looked at it, feeling your body shudder. At the door stood none other than that pirate clown, his eyes scanning your body and stopping at the fingers in your mouth with a certain hungry gleam. He leaned against the door frame without taking his eyes off you. 'Caught you busy, my dear?' he asked playfully as he walked dangerously towards you until he was once again in front of the door of your cage. You quickly took your fingers out of your mouth, feeling embarrassed as you cleared your throat. Buggy simply laughed as he crouched in front of you. 'Did you enjoy your meal, doll? I left a few leftovers especially for you. A thank you wouldn't hurt,' he said with a cunning smile. You simply remained silent in front of him until you finally managed to open your mouth. 'You could have put some salt on it...' 'Oh, come on, complaining again? I could have given you nothing, and here I was thinking you were a good girl.' He put on a falsely sad tone in his voice before clicking his tongue in disapproval. 'Well, dear, you're lucky I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let it slide... But don't underestimate me.' He commented, quickly changing his tone to one full of anger.
"Well, as I told you yesterday, doll, today you will start your first day being useful to us." From under his sleeve, he pulled out a small key, which seemed to be the one that opened the door to your cage. You quickly approached it and Buggy smiled amused at your desperation to get out, he put the key aside while his free hand rummaged inside his jacket. "Ah ah ah, not so fast, doll, first of all..." He took out of his coat what seemed to be a heavy metal collar, without even blinking that object was firmly around your neck, making you gasp. "Isn't it beautiful? I knew it would look perfect around your pretty and delicate neck... This will serve as a reminder, do you understand, dear?" The tips of your fingers touched the cold metal of the collar while Buggy opened the door to your cage. Before you could react and run as fast as you could, the pirate had hooked a chain to your new accessory, which he held tightly with his gloved hand. He pulled it firmly and forced you to clumsily leave the cage, bumping into his chest. Buggy laughed amused at your clumsiness and took your chin, making you stand up and your faces were only a few centimeters away. His warm breath brushed against your mouth and you could smell it, it smelled like whiskey combined with strangely gunpowder, your cheeks acquired a soft reddish color and Buggy's blue eyes roamed your lips, going up your nose until they ended up looking at your eyes. "Well, darling, I'll tell you what this little job I have for you is about, from now on you will be MY personal servant." He slowly moved away from your face looking at you. "And believe me, you should feel honored, serving me, the Great Buggy!" He commented with an aura of superiority.Answer: The given text is a paragraph in Spanish. It describes a scene where a pirate named Buggy puts a metal collar around the neck of someone he calls "doll" and makes them his personal servant. The person is desperate to escape but Buggy chains them to the collar and forces them to leave the cage. Buggy is portrayed as arrogant and superior.
You rolled your eyes at his big ego. 'Sure, I'm so grateful,' you said sarcastically, causing Buggy to quickly grab your cheeks like the first time you met, letting out a groan of pain in the process because your cheeks were still sensitive. 'I told you not to underestimate me, brat.' 'I-I'm sorry! I'm grateful, sir,' you said as he released your cheeks, patting your head gently as he separated from you. 'You're welcome, dear. Now, let's go. We have things to do.' He pulled the chain that was attached to the collar around your neck, making you walk with him again. You left the dark room, blinded by the sudden sunlight outside, letting your eyes adjust as you followed Buggy like a dog. He walked with superiority in front of his men, who quickly moved out of your way.
Opened a large door and from it came out some steam which made you grimace at the heat against your face. You looked at the room which was a bathroom, which had several showers on the wall. The captain entered the bathroom which at that moment was empty for your consideration, pulled your chain and when you entered the bathroom he closed the door behind you, positioned himself in front of it and looked at you with a cunning gleam "Well, I don't want you to work for me while you're full of dirt, so undress and shower" he said with a smile decorating his made-up face. You swallowed, feeling your cheeks turn red as you scratched your arm, was he going to be with you while you showered? Holy God, that perverted clown. "Do you... Do you have to be here while I shower?" "Of course, I have to be present to make sure you don't escape." You sighed a little uncomfortable, you didn't want that clown to observe your naked body. Buggy, seeing that you hesitated with your movements, let out a annoyed groan "Come on, sweetie, you don't have to be shy now, I'm not going to do anything" he commented with a wolfish smile on his face and a lustful gleam in his eyes "Unless you ask me to..." He winked playfully and you felt your body heat up for a few seconds, you looked away with some embarrassment. You had no other choice, you knew that man was too stubborn to insist that you leave and leave you alone, so the best thing you could do was ignore his presence completely. You turned your back to him, so you would avoid his presence, although it didn't help much that his two eyes were creating a hole in your back as if he could see through it. The first thing you chose to take off was your dirty shirt, followed by your bra, which when you took it off you let out a small sigh of relief. Then you took off your shoes while leaning against the shower wall to avoid falling, once they were off you lowered your pants, already a little torn and dirty.
You were left semi-naked, with only your panties to cover you. Your eyes couldn't help but be curious and they turned in the direction where Buggy was to confirm if he was still watching you. You were not mistaken, the clown was still observing your body, moving his eyes over your figure, attentively observing your curves, any mole, scar or stretch mark that you had on your body. It seemed like he was studying you, recording your skin in his memory, and you would almost say that he was looking at you with a certain adoration. Buggy came out of his visual study of your body and his gaze settled on your face, he looked at you hungrily and winked one of his eyes. You quickly fixed your gaze on the wall while, somewhat trembling, you took off your underwear, becoming completely naked in front of the blue-haired man. Without hesitation, you turned on the hot water faucet and felt it kiss your skin. It was so relaxing, it had been several days since you had taken a good shower and this one was undoubtedly appreciated. You let your hair get completely wet as well as the skin of your body, you took your head out from under the hot water jets and blinked several times to avoid your vision from being blurred by the intrusion of water in your eyes. You looked down at your feet, finding several bottles that you assumed were shampoo and gel. You took one of these and poured the liquid into your palm, it had a pleasant mint smell, you spread it over your palms and began to massage your hair, creating foam in it. You rinsed off the shampoo with the water that was falling in front of you and then took the gel, spreading it over your body and soaping yourself until you were completely clean. You turned off the water once you finished, squeezing your hair and removing the excess water that was falling from it. You could feel a presence behind you and turned to see what it was, Buggy was behind you, extending a large clean towel against your back, he put it around your body, feeling the ghostly touch of his hand against your breasts when he tied the towel around that part. "There we have it, clean and pleasant, huh sweets?" You turned around to face him as you nodded, observing the towel that the man had wrapped around your body with a certain affection and curiosity. Who would say now that this is the same man who previously slapped you and choked you to the point of fainting.
Slowly he moved away from you, turning his back as he watched you take something from a bench. He turned around, facing you again and extending a small pile of clothes to you. "Here you go, darling. I hope you like your new outfit. I picked it out especially for you," he said in a sing-song voice as he let you take the pile of clothes. Knowing him and how he acted, you expected the worst with your new outfit. "If you need help getting dressed, I'm more than willing to do it," he said mischievously as he watched your cheeks turn a soft shade of red, making him laugh. "Thanks, but no thanks. I can dress myself," you replied. "Your loss, dear," he said before you turned around to face him again, just as you had done while showering. You unfolded the clothes and, well, they weren't all that bad. It was a shirt similar to his, with red and white stripes, but you could tell that the neckline of the shirt was more revealing, making you sigh. The second part of the outfit was a cute long brown skirt, the standout detail of which was that it wasn't entirely long. The back part of the skirt reached your ankles, while the front part of the fabric reached a little lower than your thighs. You couldn't deny that it was cute. Along with the skirt was a small scarf of the same blue color as Buggy's hair, and you could easily tell that the color palette had been inspired by him. You went to put on the clothes until a small piece of fabric fell to the ground. Puzzled, you picked it up and your face quickly turned red. A pair of small orange panties, just like Buggy's captain hat, with the skull from the pirate ship's sails in the center. Buggy's arms wrapped around your bare hips and his chin rested on your shoulder, watching with a satisfied smile as he looked at the pair of underwear. "Do you like them? I asked the tailor to make them especially for you," he said with his face dangerously close to your neck, making you shiver as you felt his big red nose brushing against the little bit of neck skin available due to the metal collar. You cleared your throat loudly, moving away from the clown as you nodded. "Sure... thanks..." "Good girl," he whispered in your ear as he moved a few centimeters away from you.
Trying to completely ignore what had happened, you started to dress quickly. You felt a bit embarrassed putting on your underwear, followed by your old bra. You put on your shirt and made a small grimace as you felt your chest now more exposed. You pulled up your skirt over your legs until it rested on your hips, and finally put the scarf around your waist, tying it with a small knot. You turned around, facing Buggy with your new outfit. He looked at your body carefully and smiled widely, giving a small clap with excitement. "Oh! Darling, you look radiant, almost as much as me!" he commented with his big ego, making you sigh. He took the chain of your necklace and walked towards the door, opening it while looking at you with a smile. "Come on, dear, now it's time to work. My glasses won't fill themselves!"
(Notes: Hi! I'm new to writing stories on this app. While I am familiar with writing the occasional one-shot or comic strip, it's been a while. I'm writing this story for my own enjoyment and excitement. I just wanted to let you know that if there are any grammatical errors, I apologize. I'm also more than happy to hear your suggestions and feedback. For now, this is all I can share. I hope you enjoy this story)
Pairing: Buggy The Clown x F!Reader
Summary: You woke up in a dirty and damp cell after your encounter with the pirate Buggy The Clown, you didn't remember much, your whole body hurt, especially your face. You spent several hours there until you heard someone entering the cell, it was our favorite captain. He asked you several questions and, well, you didn't know if things had gone well or badly at that moment.
Warnings: Depictions of Violence and Torture, small mentions of blood, mentions of hanging, Buggy being a complete jerk and a perv, sexual tension and teasing, romance, humiliation.
Your eyes opened hazily as you looked around with your vision half-clouded. The first thing you noticed was the strong smell of humidity in the air. The room was mostly dark, illuminated only by a weak ray of sunlight coming through a small, round window. Your whole body hurt, especially your face, specifically your cheek and nose. You felt something dripping from your nose and brought your hand up to it, only to see that you were handcuffed to a chain that was attached to the bars of a cage. You took the substance that was dripping from your nose, realizing it was blood. That damn clown, his punch was so strong that it made you faint and bleed from your nose. You lightly touched it, feeling relieved that your septum wasn't broken. Once you inspected your body for any kind of injury or bruise, which fortunately you didn't have, you looked around.
You were in a kind of cell, which looked more like a lion's cage, some hay was scattered on the floor, which had tangled in your hair. You saw on the other side of the bars a pile of expanded bags and several old fabrics that looked like old ship sails, from among the sacks of unknown content you saw how several rats scurried and hid, well, you knew you wouldn't be alone in that cell, hopefully they would become your friends. You groaned, rubbing your cheek still feeling a trace of heat due to the slap Buggy gave you. Who did that guy think he was? Enslaving a poor village for his own pleasure and to receive forced applause and laughter, it made your heart shrink. And it wasn't just that he enslaved a village, but he also imprisoned you, why?! You were just looking for a new place to start a new life; but you didn't want your new life to rot in the cell of a sadistic pirate clown's ship. Although, for some reason, you couldn't stop thinking about him, his face passed fleetingly through your head, if it was true that he had attractive features; but what were you doing thinking so much about him? He had put you in a cage! Although you didn't deny that you had always had certain questionable tastes... Before ending up here, in your other village you collected "Wanted" posters and hung them on the walls of your room, it couldn't be denied that some of those pirates were attractive, especially that man you liked so much... What was his name? That swordsman... Mia.. Mih... Mihawk! Yes, that was it! You remember that every time there was a new poster you took it and kept it.
You woke up from your dream when your stomach growled, grumbling for some food. You were so hungry, the last thing you ate was a half-rotten apple. In addition to hunger, you were thirsty, your throat was dry, and no matter how much saliva you accumulated and swallowed, it didn't quench your thirst. As if someone was listening to your thoughts and especially the growling of your stomach, the door opened, letting out a loud creak. A man came out of the door, dressed in a striking way like the rest of the crew. Half of his face was covered by his hair, and the other half of his hair was shaved and had lines of different colors. A large scarf covered part of his mouth, and in his hands, he carried a tray with a glass of what looked like milk and a piece of bread. Your stomach couldn't help but growl at the sight, as little as it was at that moment, it was enough for you, you were too hungry. That man looked at you and approached the cell at a tortuously slow pace. Once in front of the cell, he crouched down and opened a small compartment where he was able to pass the tray with the glass and bread. "The Captain will come to see you in a few minutes," he said in a cold tone as he closed the small hatch through which he had given you the tray. Before you could ask him anything, that man had left through the door, giving a loud bang that made the cage vibrate under your feet.
You sighed and looked at the tray with the glass of milk and the piece of bread. Your stomach growled again and with trembling hands you took the bread. It was hard, too hard. You knew that if you put it in your mouth as it was, your teeth would break before you could take a bite. You made a face and took the glass of milk. It wasn't very big, but it wasn't very small either. You quickly remembered the knife you had in your back pocket, you stood up and searched for the small knife with hope, but it vanished when you didn't feel the knife where it should be. Those damn pirates, they must have taken it. With the little strength you had left, you took the hard bread, breaking it and making thousands of crumbs fall to the dirty floor of the cage. You took your glass of milk and took a small sip, as you thought it was plain milk, without a hint of sugar or honey to sweeten it. You took your broken bread and dipped it in the milk, making it softer. After several seconds under the milk, you took the piece and brought it to your mouth, letting out a sound of delight as you started to eat the bread soaked in milk. It seemed like the best culinary dish a chef could have prepared for you. Little by little, you finished the bread along with the milk, putting your fingers in your mouth and sucking them to take the last drops of milk that dripped from them.
Did you see how the rats from before came out of their hiding places among the sacks, timidly approaching the cage when they smelled the breadcrumbs that had been scattered, they seemed fearful, wanting to approach but backing away when they saw you. You let out a slight laugh and took a breadcrumb, carefully approaching one of the rats, it smelled the breadcrumb and with its little paws took it, bringing it to its mouth and quickly returning to the pile of bags. The other rats also approached, surrounding you, a little panicked you began to give breadcrumbs to the rats and they would run away to eat them in hiding.
Suddenly the door opened with a bang, causing the few rats that were left with you to run away in terror. You looked at the door and saw that it wasn't Buggy. He wasn't wearing his orange captain's hat, and instead had a white bandana with red stripes on his head, revealing his blue hair. He also wasn't wearing his big orange coat, which exposed a red and white striped sleeveless shirt with several belts. His biceps were clearly visible and muscular, indicating that he worked out. Your eyes carefully scanned his muscular arms, but you quickly looked away, embarrassed that you were ogling your captor. Buggy easily noticed your actions and a playful laugh escaped his red-painted lips. 'Enjoying the view, darling? I can't blame you,' he said in a playful tone as he approached you, standing in front of your cage.
Your cheeks heated up in embarrassment and you let out a small groan. 'There's nothing to enjoy,' you spat defensively while glaring at the pirate. 'Darling, don't lie to me. I know I'm someone worth admiring,' he said. 'Whatever you say... What the hell do you want from me?' you muttered irritably as you saw that the man had easily read you. Buggy laughed again as he crouched down enough to be at the same height as you. 'I feed you and I don't decide to kill you, and this is how you thank me?' he said, feigning a tone of sadness as his blue orbs rested on your face. You rolled your eyes at his response. 'You've locked me up and chained me up like a damn animal,' you said furiously as you faced the clown. Buggy laughed amusedly as his eyes lingered on your face, staying for a few long seconds on your nose. He brought his hand to his mouth, taking off with his teeth the dirty white glove he had on his hands and slowly took it off, revealing his bare hand. His nails were trimmed and painted the same color as his blue hair. Without a doubt, this man cared about his perfect appearance.
You watched in amazement as he removed his glove, and then you saw him lick his thumb, moistening it with saliva. Your cheeks turned a shade redder. What was that clown planning? His bare hand approached your face, easily passing between the metal bars. Instinctively, you moved back, afraid that he would slap you again for your response. But moving away didn't help you much, as he separated his hand from his arm with those strange powers that you still didn't understand. His flying hand approached your face, and you closed your eyes, expecting the blow. But it never came. You only felt the strangely delicate touch of his saliva-moistened finger passing under your nostrils. When he removed his hand from you, you opened your eyes, bewildered, watching as he put his hand back on his body, took it out from between the bars, and looked at his thumb for a few seconds. It was stained with some dried blood that had previously dripped from your nose from the blow he had given you the day before. After observing his finger, dyed red with your blood, for several seconds, he brought it to his mouth while his eyes were fixed on you. He watched you closely, seeing your reaction as he playfully licked your blood from his finger. You remained perplexed from your position, watching his actions while your face heated up again. What the hell was he playing at? He took his finger out of his mouth with a wet "POP" and put his glove back on his hand while his eyes remained fixed on you. "Delicious," he said cheerfully.
"Good dear, I must say that you are there for two simple reasons. The first is that you caught my attention, and believe me, that's something difficult to do with me," he said as he slightly stood up from his position and began to walk around the cage while his eyes never left you. "The second..." He faced you again and suddenly a hand flew towards you, grabbing your neck firmly and forcing you to stick to the bars of the cage. "I don't know if you remember, but you ruined my show... And those who do that don't end up well, let's say... Very well," he said as his fingers pressed harder on the sides of your neck, blocking your blood pressure. "You didn't follow MY rules, you didn't applaud when I told you to, and to top it off..." His palm pressed against your trachea, making it harder for you to breathe. "You spat on me, me, the great Buggy The Clown! You humiliated me in front of MY spectators!" He said furiously as he watched with some amusement as you tried to catch your breath. "And believe me, I'm not going to forgive you just like that, simply because of your pretty face, doll," he said as he slightly loosened his grip on your neck, letting you take a breath of air before tightening it again. "Besides, as I mentioned before, you should have thanked me. I could have easily killed you and your pretty body would be at the bottom of the ocean being wasted by some hungry sharks..." A sadistic smile decorated his face as he watched your face slowly turn purple. "I think you should thank me NOW..."
You watched him as you tried to catch your breath, feeling your eyes tear up and a slight thread of saliva fall from your mouth, you opened it and whispered as loudly as you could in those moments, "T-thank you..." Buggy's smile widened as he watched your futile attempts to pronounce a word, he tightened his fingers while pressing your body even harder against the cold glass bars. "What did you say, doll? I don't think I heard you well." "T-th...Thank you!" You released with your last breath, feeling your vision blur and how you would faint again. Buggy's hand abruptly separated from your throat, allowing you to breathe again, quickly taking a deep breath, coughing in the process as you looked at the clown with teary eyes. The hand that was on your throat a few seconds ago moved towards your head, starting to caress it with some affection as he watched you from the other side of the bars with a satisfied smile. "That's how I like it... I know you can be a good girl, you just need a little push." He winked at you as he moved his hand away from you, sticking it back to his body
You gasped, still a little dizzy from the lack of air and the dizziness in your body as you watched Buggy look at you with amusement. 'Well, since you thanked me and showed me that you can be a good girl, I'm going to give you another chance, okay?' he said, watching your face and occasionally lowering his eyes to your body, causing shivers to run through it. 'I have something planned just for you, my dear. Let's put you and that spoiled mouth of yours to good use,' he said, stopping his eyes on your lips for a few seconds, then looking away and getting up, wiping the accumulated dirt off his pants. 'I'll come back for you tomorrow and show you your new function here. Don't try anything stupid or you'll regret it,' he said in a chilling tone as he began to walk towards the door, opened it, and before leaving, gave you one last look. 'Don't ruin your position as a good girl... unless you want to be punished,' he chuckled and winked at you, then left through the door, slamming it shut and leaving you once again in the darkness and dampness of your cage.
You sighed as you brought your chained hands to your neck, slowly caressing it and stopping at the spot where Buggy had pressed his fingers. You looked at the door one last time, letting out a small curse. You curled up into a ball and closed your eyes, going to sleep and waiting to see what would happen to you tomorrow.
(Notes: Hi! I'm new to writing stories on this app. While I am familiar with writing the occasional one-shot or comic strip, it's been a while. I'm writing this story for my own enjoyment and excitement. I just wanted to let you know that if there are any grammatical errors, I apologize. I'm also more than happy to hear your suggestions and feedback. For now, this is all I can share. I hope you enjoy this story)
Pairing: Buggy The Clown x F!Reader
Summary: You are a young woman tired of living in your old and gloomy town, looking for an adventure or a new place to live. You obtain a boat in terrible condition, but good enough to take you to the nearest island, which is called Orange Town. Upon arrival, you are surprised by the deplorable state of the city, observing how half of it is demolished and in absolute silence because no one walked through those streets. You search throughout the city for someone to tell you what is happening there, but while you search for something or someone to provide you with a minimum of information, some pirates find you first. Thinking that you are a citizen of that town, they take you prisoner to a large tent that looked like a circus, which was full of the population of that city, only that they were chained in their seats with a shocking appearance. The pirates do the same to you as they did to the other citizens and handcuff you.
Confused and before you could grumble at your captors, the lights went out completely and a large group of what looked like circus performers came out, starting their show. Everything seemed "normal", people applauded based on a large sign with the word "APPLAUSE" and laughed when the same sign said "LAUGHTER". Buggy came out of a large hallway, you knew you had seen him somewhere before; you didn't remember where but that face was familiar to you. The Captain began to scold his crew for the poor show they were putting on and for the lack of attention they were paying to him. Due to this, the sign with the word "APPLAUSE" shone again and the entire audience did what they were ordered to do, everyone except you, too confused and lost in your thoughts trying to remember who that clown was. Of course, your action did not go unnoticed and that's why the captain's attention was fixed on you.
Warnings: Depictions of Violence and Torture, Buggy being the star of the show and a complete jerk, sexual tension and teasing, romance, humiliation.
The rays of the sun stung against the skin of your arms and face, the smell of saltwater permeated your nose, and the gentle sea breeze made your hair wave. You were lying in your small boat, not having much else to do at the moment, just lying down, looking at the blue sky, and waiting for the tide to take you somewhere worthwhile. Had you ventured into the vast and dangerous ocean without a hint of knowledge about navigation? Yes, but what did you have to lose at that moment? You knew you weren't going back to your village or being given a mansion and 5,000 berries. You sighed in boredom as your stomach began to growl with hunger. You lazily rose from the small boat and rummaged through your bag where you had put some provisions to endure as long as possible at sea, but to your surprise, the bag was almost empty. There was only a small glass jar with a sip of water left, and the only edible thing you had at that moment was half an apple, which was already beginning to rot on the inside. A grimace appeared on your face, and you sighed resentfully. You had to get to a place with food as soon as possible if you didn't want to die of hunger in the middle of the vast sea.
With the small safety knife you had in your pants pocket, you began to take the small part of the fruit that was still in good condition, bringing it to your mouth and eating while your eyes once again rested on the bright blue sky, watching as the occasional seagull flew over it. You ate the last of your fruit and decided it was best to save the little water you had left for later. With a sigh, you got up from the boat, standing on the dirty and damp wood as you looked around for something that would please your eyes. Fortunately, you had great luck and saw what looked like a city just a few kilometers away. A big smile spread across your face and you energetically took the small oars in the boat, beginning to row towards the town.
You arrived at what seemed like a beach and boarded your sorry boat, thanking any god that you could touch solid ground again. You took your bag, which had a few changes of clothes, a small bag with some money, and that bottle of water. You didn't take much from your old home, you didn't want to be burdened, and you were clear that as soon as you arrived on an island, you would look for a hostel to stay in and a job that would provide you with enough money to subsist. Your feet began to walk, climbing up the beach until you reached the streets of the city; but something was wrong there, you couldn't hear a soul, and you couldn't see anyone around. You simply continued on your way, getting into the alleys of the town, maybe you had embarked in an area that not many people passed through. It wasn't until you walked a while through the town that you reached the center, where your eyes were horrified by the pitiful sight in front of you. The houses were collapsed, dust and ash flew through the air and made your throat close when those particles entered your nostrils, small fires still burned in some of the destroyed houses, smoke came out of some of the homes, creating a smoky atmosphere around you and making you cough from time to time. What the hell had happened here? You kept walking slowly, looking around with fear that any of your steps would cause a collapse in some house.
From a distance, you managed to hear two people talking, hoping they were citizens, you turned around ready to go talk to them to find out what the hell had happened there; but when you turned around, what you saw did not seem like simple citizens. They were dressed in a striking way, to say the least, it seemed like they had escaped from a circus function. They quickly fixed their gaze on you "HEY! What the hell are you doing here?! You should be with the others!" said one of them as they quickly headed towards you. Your first instinct made you start running through the streets of the destroyed city and as expected those two individuals followed your steps running behind you at great speed. You gasped as you moved your head, directing your gaze behind you to see how close they were to you, you only managed to spot one of them, making you happy thinking that you had left one behind; but out of nowhere, you collided with something, falling backwards onto the dirty ground. You let out a groan as you watched who you had collided with was the other individual whom you thought you had left behind. "Well, well, look what we have here, a clever idiot who is not with his other little friends," muttered the first man as the second, who was behind you, aggressively grabbed your hair, forcing you to get up from the ground. "We're going to take you to your pathetic little village before you miss the show," he said, taking your wrists, keeping them together behind your back as they forced you to walk. What a mess you had gotten yourself into? Did they think you were part of the village? Were these people pirates? It made sense, just by looking at their clothes and how the city was. Damn, why did you have to have this bad luck? You had embarked on a village that had been taken over by pirates, of all things you could find, it had to be pirates, great..
The men took you to the port where you could see a huge pirate ship with purple colors decorated with golden details along the bow. Its sails had white and red stripes and the pirate skull that adorned the largest sail had a flashy red nose, which seemed to be that of a clown. In the middle of the ship was what looked like a big circus tent. Was that what the pirates meant by "losing the show"? You entered the tent and quickly a great chill ran down your spine at the sight of such a scene. The stands of what was a circus were full of people, whom you deduced were the people of this city. But what made your heart shrink was seeing them in terrible conditions, with handcuffs on their wrists and ankles, holding them in place. Their faces showed sadness and exhaustion. How could they do such a cruel thing? They had imprisoned children and the elderly, forcing them to watch a damn circus show. What kind of sick joke was this? The pirates who had brought you pushed you into one of the front row seats, making you sit down and quickly putting the same chains on you as the others. One of them took your chin, forcing you to look at his face, which was decorated with a cunning smile. "Enjoy the show, doll," he said. Then he aggressively let go of your face as he walked away laughing with his companion.
From one second to the next, without giving you time to blink, the lights went out and instead some spotlights made their appearance, moving from side to side while out of nowhere a large group of people came out, all dressed in a striking way, some juggling, others walking on stilts, some contortionist walking on stage moving their body in imaginable ways. You would have enjoyed it if you weren't in the situation you were in. A man passed in front of the audience, holding a large panel with the words "APPLAUSE" written on it and as if by magic the entire audience began to applaud.
"NO, NO, NO! Everything is wrong, everything is wrong!" could be heard from a distance as a clown? emerged from one of the central hallways. This man was undoubtedly the most attention-grabbing, wearing a large orange pirate hat with the same skull that was on the ship's sails in the center, two blue tassels hung on each side of the hat, a large jacket hung from his shoulders, which matched his hat due to the color, and some fur was attached to the opening of the jacket. His face was decorated with simple makeup, two blue lines above his eyelids that complemented his tassels, a bone cross on his forehead, his lips were colored with red paint, simulating that his smile was even bigger than usual, and finally his big, round red clown nose, was that thing real? "You are all damn useless! The contortionist should have come out after my appearance! Which should have been after the jugglers! Don't you know how to do damn things right!?" He muttered with great anger, causing the artists to shrink back at his screams.
"Wait a moment... That face looked familiar to you, that nose, that makeup, where had you seen it before? It seemed too familiar, but at that moment the information wasn't quite clear in your mind. The one who seemed to be the captain grunted irritably as he looked up, raising his arms and gesturing towards the same thing "And why the hell aren't the spotlights centered on the star of this damn show?!" Quickly, the main spotlight landed on the clown, who made him smile with sufficiency "That's much better. Your star has arrived, dear audience!" he said as the man from the poster quickly passed in front of the audience again, causing them to applaud again, everyone except you. Too lost in your thoughts trying to figure out where you had seen the pirate before, you didn't realize that the people had applauded, leaving you exposed among everyone else. Something that the captain did not overlook, his blue eyes fixed on you and he quickly approached you with furious steps, standing face to face, it was then that you came out of your memories, slowly raising your head to observe the man's face, who looked at you with annoyance and some curiosity "You... Why the hell haven't you applauded in my presence? Do you think you're some kind of rebel? Know, my dear, that that's going to get you in a lot of trouble" he said with a playful tone but certainly full of sadism. You swallowed, remaining silent before him, before the lack of response the man raised his eyebrow and his hands flew to your face, squeezing your cheeks tightly "Well, I want an answer... Unless the clown has eaten your tongue" he said in a playful way while the man from the poster took out another one where this time it said "LAUGHTER", the audience quickly began to laugh in a way that showed they were being forced. The clown made a serious face and moved his face away from yours, looking at the other spectators and finally at the poster man "Who said you should LAUGH?!" he said spitting angrily, causing the audience to fall silent in the blink of an eye, he turned his gaze back to your face, studying it carefully while the hand that held your cheeks moved from side to side, causing your face to move in the same way "Now that I think about it... It's the first time I've seen you..." "It's because I'm not part of this town" you finally said, looking at him as he seemed surprised by the sudden response, a smile formed on your lips as you released your cheeks "Whether or not you're part of this town, you must follow the orders given to you. Besides, you should be grateful to be enjoying the show of the Magnificent Buggy The Clown!" he said with an air of superiority and a big smile on his lips. Buggy... Buggy! There he was, that was it, you had seen this man on several posters of his search in your town for a high amount of money "I'm not going to applaud the show of a sadistic clown who has imprisoned an entire town for pure delight..." you said firmly to the pirate as you looked at him with disgust and anger. He looked at you again for several seconds, without a clear expression on his face, the silence piled up and broke when the man began to laugh out loud, as if what you had said had been the funniest joke in the world "Oh, but dear, my audience adores me, don't they?!" he said with that air of superiority while the audience quickly began to applaud, prey to the panic that something would happen to them if they didn't.
"They don't adore you! They're terrified because of you!" You said firmly, facing the fearsome pirate. He groaned in anger and grabbed your cheeks again, but this time in a much more aggressive way, feeling the fabric of his glove digging into your skin and sinking into your flesh. "Listen to me, you little brat! I'm not going to let someone like you ruin my show! So take back what you said if you don't want to regret it," he said in a serious and sadistic tone, his eyes fixed on yours. You swallowed hard and made a face, gathered saliva in your mouth, and spat it in the clown's painted face, causing him to close his eyes softly upon impact. The tension was palpable in the air as the clown remained motionless for a few seconds. His free hand passed over the trail of saliva on his face, picking up the fluid and looking at it on his glove for several seconds until a blow echoed throughout the tent. Buggy had slapped you with the hand he had used to pick up your saliva. You gasped at the impact, feeling the part of your cheek that had been hit start to heat up and turn red. He let go of your cheeks and grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling you up and forcing you to stand while he looked at you with a small smile. "So that's how it is... Well, untie her!" Several pirates quickly approached you, unchaining you from the seat. Buggy pulled your hair again, making you groan in pain as you followed his clumsy steps. The pirate put you in the middle of the stage, watching you with amusement. He took a few steps back, but strangely, you didn't move, and you still felt your hair being pulled. You looked up and your eyes widened as you saw his arm still on top of you, holding your hair. It was separated from his body as if it were a simple toy. Buggy laughed playfully at your expression of surprise and terror, raising the limb that was missing and was on your head. "Do you want to see what else I can do?" he said with a mischievous tone as he raised his other hand with a surprised expression. In that hand, the one that was still gloved, there was no arm, and you felt someone touch your shoulder. You turned your head in confusion and saw his other flying hand in front of you, which grabbed a red ball. He squeezed it, and a strange red smoke filled your face. You wrinkled your nose as you inhaled that strange pungent smell that filled your senses, and you felt your eyes starting to close due to a great feeling of sleep that filled your body as soon as you smelled that smoke. In the midst of this, you saw the flying hand quickly moving towards your face and hitting it, causing you to fall to the ground completely unconscious.
Buggy smiled amusedly at seeing you unconscious on the floor and made his hands return to his body. He caressed your wrists and rolled up his gloves as he knelt in front of you, gently stroking your cheek. He stood up and looked at two of his crew members, gesturing for them to take you. "Take her to the cells... I think I'll keep her, she's quite interesting," he said playfully as he watched your unconscious figure for the last time until the captain's subordinates took you and brought you to the cells as their boss had ordered. Buggy turned around, facing his audience while the spotlight was still on him. "Let the show go on!"
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