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loveee how in punk hazard we got confirmation that sanji’s eyes are blue

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every time i write i go through a horrible phase of “i literally hate everything about myself and my work” so i kinda stop for a while but i just reread one of my wips (last update being 4 months ago) and it was beautiful?????

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ain't nobody safe when i'm a little bit drunk! | roronoa zoro x fem!reader

who knew a pair of fuzzy handcuffs and a bottle of liquid courage would turn your friday night upside down?

word count: 8.7k

cw/tags: fem!/afab!reader, modern!au, college!au, mature language, best friend!zoro, silly strawhat crew shenanigans, drinking games & drunken confessions, forced proximity, suggestive content, & smut! oral sex (m!receiving), dirty talk, dry humping, MDNI pls!!

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"you ever been shackled before?"

you looked up from your place on the rubber mat through furrowed brows, beads of sweat dripping into your line of vision. the burn of your aching muscles under the weight of the dumbbells you held encouraged your irritation, dropping them with a dramatic thud after completing your set. the sound of hefty metal hitting the ground nearly drowned out your aggravated "excuse me?"

the mint-haired man before you refused to meet your gaze, however, his hazel eyes decoding the series of messages blipping across his screen. after a few moments of silence, he reached down and picked up the navy blue Hydroflask that rested by his ankle and placed it on the bench beside you. your clammy fingers brushed against the countless stickers that plastered its tin walls, bubbles of glossy white paper concealing dents and scuffs that decorated the bottle. your eyes lingered on the "King of Kendo" sticker you'd gifted him last winter, your chest swelling with pride at the acknowledgment of your corny sentiment.

"the witch is asking if we wanna go to a White Lies themed party tonight and 'get shackled'" Zoro said casually, dropping his air quotes to silently gesture for his bottle back. after wiping your mouth on your sleeve, you relented, Zoro's bronze hands clasping around the item in a way that made him look childish. the gentle affection that bubbled in your chest died down into a simmer as you watched rosy lips latch onto the rim, right where yours had been. the sight of his jaw working around the cubes of ice that filled his cheeks had your mouth reverting to its pesky dehydration.

"stop calling her that!" you exclaimed, swatting your hand to the side of his head. as if he sensed your attack, Zoro dodged it effortlessly, raising his forearms to block any further horseplay. the disapproval of your exhausted muscles put your slapping match on hold, deciding it would be best to call it a day and head home if you were to attend the party. "we both know that she's not asking us any more than she's telling us we're going."

"yeah whatever," Zoro huffed, grunting as he stood and slung your gym bag over his shoulder. you cringed internally as he adjusted the thick fabric against his sweaty skin, sure that its spotty texture would leave a mark. Zoro, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind and waited patiently for you to rack the rest of your equipment. "need me to walk you back?"

you chuckled softly at his offer, cheeks warming into a dusty pink as you attempted to hold eye contact. it was no secret that you had fallen for your best friend — in fact, the whole crew knew before you could admit it to yourself. including Zoro. and that was the part that drove you crazy.

you confessed your feelings right before winter break at the campus bus stop. Zoro had been kind enough to help you load your bags into the Uber, insisting that he had nothing better to do while he waited for his "psycho older sister" to pick him up. it was a dreary afternoon, the predicted light shower of rain turning into a raging storm within minutes. the two of you sought refuge under the small black umbrella you packed, bodies drenched and pressed against each other for warmth. it was perfect. you wanted to tell him, wanted to rip the bandaid off and finally rid your skin of the sticky guilt it left behind. whether it was under the scalding stream of your dorm showerhead, or in the mirror before bed, you rehearsed your monologue for the right time.

the way your heart raced up into your throat as the heartfelt words left your lips had been branded into your memory. but the flash of a guilty sadness that struck those captivating hazel eyes quickly turned the memory sour, Zoro's lighthearted rejection burning through your chest.

"[y/n]...i can't. i'm sorry but i'm just figuring things out right now..."

those were the last words you remember before getting into the Uber, blinking away the fusion of tears and rainwater that stung your eyes. the fear of changing the trajectory of your relationship hung over your head like a dagger, and when he couldn't even face you, the blade dropped straight into your core.

but that day was in the past, and after a long — and awkward — winter break, the two of you rekindled. although you aren't entirely over Zoro, you've made peace with the bittersweet fact that this crush will remain unrequited. a small part of you wants to believe that this will be a funny memory far into the future. a memory that you share in the dim light of your bedroom surrounded by your children, reminiscing on the "should've, could've, would've's" of your college years.

deep in the labyrinth of your subconscious, words rested on the verge of your mind, threatening to spill over if you weren't careful. the weight of such a reality terrified you, careful not to release them even in the loneliness of the dark. it was the acceptance that no amount of growth could fill the void that Roronoa Zoro does.

but the risk of jeopardizing your relationship a second time discouraged you from unraveling the truth. it was either having Zoro in your life forever or not at all — all or nothing. so you sucked it up and pushed him away, wearing a taunting smile before removing your bag from his shoulder and putting it on.

"thanks, but i think if i took you up on that offer we'd never make it to the party. unlike you, i'm trying to stay on Nami's good side."

you caught a glimpse of Zoro's scowl before turning on your heels and making the journey to your apartment.

...

the muffled beat of Lil Yachty's drive ME crazy! rumbled against the front door of Nami's apartment, her bubbly laughter harmonizing with the chorus. various hoots and whoops could be heard from inside, leading you to assume that the pregame has already begun.

you slipped inside, creaking the door open gently and peaking your head in before announcing your arrival. everyone was gathered around the shared dining room table, the chestnut table top littered with neon colored shot glasses and sharpies. Nami and Vivi had been the first to spot you, running over and pulling you into their embrace. the smell of Nami's saccharine perfume and the jingle of Vivi's golden bangles flooded your senses, well-manicured hands hauling you to the rest of the group.

“what do y'all have going on here?" you asked, picking up a blank white t-shirt and curiously checking the size.

"[y/n]!! we're making our white lies shirts! you have to hurry up and make yours — i wanna see what your lie is!" Luffy exclaimed, practically bouncing on his tip-toes before tackling you into a bear hug.

you caught the man effortlessly while simultaneously accepting a shot glass from Sanji, its contents unknown under the bright green plastic’s reflection.

"here you are, love. you might wanna start drinking now if you're gonna be around this monkey all night," Sanji said, ruffling the dark waves that decorated the top of Luffy's head.

you accepted the shot delightedly, subtly bringing the rim to your nose to check what kind of alcohol it was. the smell of sickeningly sweet vodka stung your nose before throwing it back, cringing as you fought the burn creeping down your throat. for the first time since arriving, you noticed that everyone had already been wearing or decorating their shirts. thick, black stripes of marker bled into obscure yet hilarious lies perfectly catered to each of your friends. you read the white lie plastered on Sanji's shirt as you scanned his torso:

"'i don't have commitment issues?'" you chuckled, fingers snaking their way under the hem and twisting the fabric softly. "is that so? and here i thought i had a chance."

it was fun flirting with Sanji, coy words spilling from your lips like honey. Sanji seemed to enjoy it too, feeding the alluring flame with equal fervor. but under all the suggestive glances and remarks, there was a mutual understanding that this would never exceed the bounds of playful flirting. and the reason? well, it was — quite literally — written all over him.

"while i do love the attention, my dear, women scare the absolute shit out of me," Sanji answered truthfully, a soft laugh escaping his lips. his breath smelled of nicotine and whiskey, an intoxicating combination that made your head spin. the heavy weight of combat boots thumping toward you pulled your attention from the blond ahead, his scowl addressing the looming figure approaching. "ugh, what do you want now?"

Zoro wore a strange look, eyes trained onto the blond man menacingly as he casually sipped from the neck of his beer. “nothin’, just making sure you don’t scare her off.”

was Zoro being… possessive? no, absolutely not. sure the cook wound him up like a clockwork toy, but Zoro would never get so worked up over casual flirting. especially since he’s seen it countless times.

right?

Sanji couldn’t help the incredulous laughter that rumbled from his chest, “whoa-ho-ho there, buddy! if there’s anything i’m doing, it’s saving sweet [y/n] from a nasty heartbreaking thug like you!"

the charming blue of Sanji's eyes transformed into a challenging glare, mischief and spite swimming in tandem before he took a step forward, "it’ll do her good showing her there’s at least someone who cares.”

the typical scuffle between men now steered into uncharted waters, tension coating the room in a heavy fog. you felt the atmosphere of the room shift as curious eyes bore into the side of your face. there was an undeniable truth to Sanji’s words — and they knew that. frustration and rage simmered behind Zoro’s eyes, the warm emerald shape shifting to a cool steel sharp enough to kill a man. ropes of thick muscle rippled beneath the thin bronze skin of Zoro’s jaw, ready to fire an equally low blow. your heart raced into your throat, swallowing it down thickly as you wished for this pointless argument to end.

you concealed your embarrassment under a forced chuckle, stepping between the two before things escalated further.

“ladies, ladies! there will be plenty of me to go around tonight,” you teased. but your eyes flared in Sanji’s direction, telepathically communicating your anger at his snide comment. that was low, even for you.

Sanji received the message and bowed in apology, taking a step back and cooly making his way to the patio door to finish his smoke. the departure of wavy blond hair gave you a chance to steel yourself before facing Zoro, hoping the uneasy blush would fade in time.

but that plan went straight out the window the moment you laid your eyes on him. Zoro had cut the sleeves off the cheap white tee, exposing his broad shoulders and incredibly large biceps. his torso had been partially exposed as well, lean muscle cascading down into the dips of his waist. you could see the muscle of his abs sculpted beneath the sheer fabric, the slightly-cropped hem earning you a glance at a forest-green happy trail as he raised his bottle to his mouth.

"'i'm never drinking again'. you sure you don't wanna add that you aren't a manwhore either?" you quipped, folding your arms over your chest as your eyes indulgently traced his silhouette.

"ha ha, you're just jealous your guns aren't as huge as mine," Zoro said, making it a point to flex his large arms in your direction.

"oh gag me, no one wants to see those beasts," you scoffed, rolling your eyes dramatically. "its borderline inhumane subjecting us to such torment."

"oh yeah? that drool on your lip begs to differ," Zoro smirked, playfully gesturing to clean the imaginary spit from his bottom lip. "need me to get it for you?"

"what i need is for you to shut up and get me a drink," you snarled, hoping your intimidating nature would hide the flustered blush creeping up the side of your neck. it didn't.

Zoro couldn't help but laugh, his pearly canines flashing under the dim light of Nami's dining room lamp. "what's your poison?"

"anything but that nasty shit you drink," you said, poking a firm finger into the valley between his pecs before shooing him off. “time’s a-wasting, sweet thing!”

…

"so, remind me why you have four pairs of kinky handcuffs laid out on the couch again?" you giggled, eyeing the suspicious items over the rim of your cup.

"it's for 'shackles', silly!" Nami exclaimed, slinging an arm over your exposed shoulders. "all of us are gonna be handcuffed to a partner tonight and the only way you can be freed is if you finish an entire bottle of your liquor of choice."

"wait, we have to finish the entire bottle?!" Usopp gawked, shooting a concerned glare your direction. "why the hell are we pregaming then? do you want me to drop dead in the street!?"

"relax, lightweight," Sanji said, asserting his place into the conversation with a spark of his lighter. "i'm not drinking tonight so i'll be the one making sure all of you get home safe."

"oh! why don't we all just come back here and have a huge sleepover afterwards!" Luffy shouted, his enthusiasm slightly muffled under the copious amounts of meat and chips filling his mouth. the sight of mashed food spilling off his tongue sent shivers down your spine, your stomach turning as you abandoned the rest of your drink on the table.

"like hell! no way i'm takin' care of you goons tomorrow morning!" Nami said, quickly snatching the party sized bag of Lays from Luffy's hands and shoving them in the cabinet by the fridge. "i plan on getting fucked up tonight so there's no way i'm babysitting you people in my house. and don't you dare rope my girlfriend into this, either! she's not taking care of anyone besides me."

the blue haired woman beside her flushed, lacing her fingers delicately with Nami's. "don't worry babe, they would've been on their own anyway."

"awww Nami! you're no fun," Luffy pouted, reaching for another buffalo wing to ease his sorrow. "and here i thought a sleepover would do me good after the heartbreak i experienced tonight."

you flashed a concerned glance to the wild-haired boy behind the counter, watching his bottom lip jut out dramatically with every chew. "what happened earlier, Luffy? is everything okay?"

"ignore him, he's just dramatic," Nami said, rolling her eyes.

still not satisfied with that answer, you turned to the raven haired woman sitting quietly on the couch, who had been observing the situation in between paragraphs of her novel. her piercing blue eyes met yours before chuckling softly, using her slender fingers as a bookmark before setting it in her lap.

"Luffy was upset earlier because the liquor store didn't carry the Lebron James Hennessy," Robin stated matter-of-factly, fixing her attention back to the novel in her hands.

Luffy groaned from across the room as Zoro howled in laughter, slapping a firm hand on his back. "like how could he stand there with a straight face and deny me the liquid gold produced from the King himself?! it's an outburst!"

Usopp leaned in close to Luffy's ear, muttering softly before he could continue, "it's 'outrage', Luffy."

"oh yeah — an outrage! and Usopp said my shirt sucked earlier so i'm still mad about that too!"

"i did not!" Usopp shrieked, "i said that the likelihood of people taking the words 'meat is disgusting' the wrong way is very high! some freaky frat dude is gonna think you're gay, Luffy."

Luffy puffed his chest and threw the clean chicken bone blindly over his shoulder, "and what's wrong with that? love is love, man — i got friends in the B-L-T! i mean, look at Nami and Sanji!"

the blond and redhead whipped their heads around at the same time, barking a defensive "hey!" and "that's not what its called" over their shoulders. Zoro nearly doubled over in laughter, clutching his stomach as the man went on. you couldn't help the laughter that erupted from your throat, tears brimming your eyes as you watched the interaction unfold.

"okay! okay!" you pleaded, attempting to control your breathing before continuing, "can we please finish explaining the game before Zoro pisses himself over there?"

shaking her head to disguise the smile creeping across her cheeks, Nami sauntered over to the couch and continued with the rules, "right, everyone listen up! so, each of you will be paired up and choose a bottle of alcohol to share — it's all on the counter over there. you must not, under any circumstances, take off the handcuffs or else you forfeit the game."

"wait," Zoro said, raising a hand into the air to nab the redhead's attention. "what if we gotta take a piss or something? the other person just has to...stand there and watch?"

nerves jumbled at the base of your gut, realizing that this game was a lot more intimate than you thought. am i in way over my head? what if i'm shackled to Zoro, i don't wanna see all that! well, i do but that's not entirely the point—

"or you can look away like a normal person!" Sanji scolded, his voice dragging you out from a rabbit hole you were not ready to face. "and they call me the pervert."

"cause you are, shit cook—!"

"anyways! if you forfeit the game, or are the last pair standing, you lose. losers are subject to a group dare and have to carry it out — them's the rules. any objections?"

"so..." you began, directing your attention to the half gallon-sized bottles filled with an ambiguous liquid. "are we attempting to finish borgs tonight?"

a spark of realization struck Nami's whiskey-colored eyes, gasping as if she just remembered an important detail. "oh, right! so this game is traditionally played with wine or champagne, but since we're friends with Zoro — the man with the highest alcohol tolerance on this side of the Mississippi — i figured we could play with soju since its a little stronger. each bottle over there has two bottles of soju mixed with a lemonade-thingy Sanji made and a few shots of vodka for good measure."

Nami's mischievous cackle rang as your eyes widened, excitement and apprehension mingling to bring a chill down your spine. the words 'good measure' sure as hell sounded a lot like the woman was mapping out your demise, but that nasty hangover would be a problem for tomorrow.

"right..." you said, making your way over to select your flavor of soju for the night when a sudden wave of realization washed over you. "so, who's pairing up with who?"

"i call Usopp!" Luffy chimed in, linking arms with the man's dark muscle beside him. Usopp simply shrugged, muttering something under his breath about not really having a choice.

"you kids can count me out since i won't be drinking," Sanji rasped, blowing a thick stream of cigarette smoke out of the kitchen window. "wouldn't have been even with me playing anyway."

Nami snaked an arm around Vivi's waist, pulling her in for a chaste kiss before facing the group again, "the couples remain together as well, so me and Vivi and Franky and Robin are pairs. that just leaves you and Zoro, my sweet friend."

the quick wink Nami hurled in your direction could have easily been mistaken as a trick of the light. that is, if you weren't already familiar with the woman's strange match-maker tactics. your chest tightened under her wicked gaze, the overwhelming feeling of being seen blooming deep in your gut. you shrugged off her intentions, however, nonchalantly picking up a gallon labeled "PEACH". you chuckled at the lifeless plastic before you, knowing very well that Zoro would hate it's sweet flavor.

too bad, you thought to yourself.

"please don't tell me you picked the sweetest one," Zoro grumbled from behind you, his body heat radiating against the exposed skin of your shoulders. the beer he had been drinking periodically added a heavy rasp to his voice that hadn't been there before, his speech slow and smooth as he inched closer.

you shuddered instinctively, swiftly redirecting your attention to bumping the gallon into his chest. "it's peach, jackass — probably the least sweet flavor here."

Zoro's hazel eyes narrowed suspiciously, flickering from the bottle against his chest back to you. "yeah right, that shit is gonna be disgusting."

frustration simmered into a boil as you watched Zoro complain, suddenly self-conscious about your choice, "have you ever tried not bitching for once in your life? let's just drink the damn liquor and get this game over with."

Zoro smiled fondly as he turned to ask Nami for the hot pink cuffs.

...

the party turns out to be located at Yamato's place, a long time friend of Luffy and his older brother, Ace. you'd met him once before, briefly at Luffy's house over the summer while his family held a small barbecue-get together. from what you remembered the man was extremely charming, his bubbly personality making him very approachable. Yamato had talked your ear off about his dreams to see the world, wishing to save up enough money on his own to study abroad. the conversation was enlightening — different than the meaningless chatter you usually shared with fellow students on your campus. but this wasn't just any student, it was a friend of Luffy's, and you held his judgement of others to a high regard.

"you guys made it!" Yamato cheered, rushing over to pick up Luffy and spin him around. the younger man looked so tiny against Yamato's large frame, his muscles nearly swallowing him whole. Luffy giggled all the while, babbling on about his white lie and brought up Usopp's predicament once more.

"nah kid, your lie is great! you should see your brother's — now that's a real looker."

Luffy's eyes sparkled with wonder, clawing his way down from Yamato's shoulders — when did he even get up there? — and landing on his heels, "oo! oo! i wanna see it! did he write about the time he got arrested for lighting fireworks in Wal-Mart?!"

his enthusiasm earned a hearty laugh from Yamato, patting him hard on the back as he wiped a tear, "ya'll gotta come on in and find out! seriously, make yourselves at home!"

the rest of your crew followed the man's lead, entering cautiously through the foyer and around the large crowds of people. a heavier set man was commanding the DJ set out back, his long blonde hair and dark lipstick especially vibrant under the fluorescent strobe lights. you had heard somewhere that he was a big deal when it came to parties and music, but the obnoxiously loud base and his unnecessary ad libs made you scowl, wishing they'd play something else.

thin, blunt metal suddenly dug into the inside of your wrist, discomfort radiating all the way up to your elbow. you hissed in pain as you whipped your head around, making eye contact with a very uncomfortable Zoro.

"what?" he asked, brows furrowing in a way that made his features sharp under the dim lights.

"can you try and be a little more careful? you can't just wave my hand around whenever you please!" you growled, angrily gesturing to your chained wrists.

"it's not my fault you got frail wrists," he scoffed, bringing the concoction to his lips. Zoro held back a gag as he choked down the liquid, scowling at how "sweet" it was. "this shit fucking sucks, no way i'm getting drunk off this."

"then give it to me so i don't have to hear your whining," you said, snatching the bottle and chugging for a few seconds. to your surprise, the alcohol's peachy bitterness had been a pleasant touch to the refreshing lemonade Sanji prepared as a mixer.

you smirked, a sarcastic remark about how you could handle your liquor better than Zoro danced on the tip of your tongue before dying in an instant. the look in Zoro's eyes was akin to adoration, his features softening as he gazed at you. you brushed it off as a drunken hallucination, convincing yourself that the tingling sensation spreading to the nape of your neck had taken your vision out of focus.

a fleeting pang of sadness ached in your chest as a small part of you yearned for that look to be real — for that look to really mean something. but you squashed that thought as fast as it came, burying it down deep to unpack at another time. right now you were at a party with all your friends, playing a stupid game that would make them happy. and by the looks of their bottles, you and Zoro were losing.

a surge of competitive adrenaline washed over you, steeling your stomach in preparation for taking another long drink. a firm hand came to snatch the bottle back, hazel eyes crazed and confused. "are you crazy?! what are you chugging it for, we got all night to drink this shit."

your focused glare sparked challenge inside of Zoro's chest, a look he knew all too well. whether you were preparing for a grueling workout or a rigorous exam, you were in the zone — and it was very hard to shake that look from your eyes. "those son's a' bitches are gonna beat us if we don't lock in, Zoro. and i don't know about you, but i don't exactly want to be on the other end of a dare given by Luffy and Nami. do you?"

Zoro chewed the inside of his lip, an effort to hide the smile creeping across his face. he pried the bottle from your tight grasp, bringing it to his lips and taking a long drink without breaking eye contact. the bob of his Adam's apple with every swallow was mesmerizing under the neon lights, vibrant hues of green and violet accentuating the undertones of his tan skin. Zoro let out a refreshing ahh sound, his voice low and raspy, "fuck no."

...

you tried your hardest to ignore the sharp sting of your full bladder, but with every step and stumble in your tipsy state, the need to relieve yourself became unbearable. the sound of sloshing liquid beside you was no help either, a bitter reminder that you had a game to win. your shared concoction had been reduced to three-quarters of it's original volume, the liquor waging a war within your body as the mediums clashed.

Zoro noticed the shift in your demeanor almost immediately. you were no longer the friendly girl complimenting every stranger you passed by, bubbly laughter carrying itself like a melody through the crowd. you stared at the floor and fidgeted, constantly lost in thought with a dreadful look on your face.

"what's the matter?" Zoro asked, his voice deep with concern. it wasn't often that Zoro got soft, but when he did, he was able to pry enough information out of you to help you fix what needed to be. "[y/n], look at me. i know something's wrong."

you raised your gaze reluctantly, cheeks burning with embarrassment as you swallowed your pride. there was no way you could keep up the act any longer — if you didn't find a bathroom soon, things were about to get really weird and gross fast.

"'ave to pee, Zoro," you muttered, voice barely above a whisper.

Zoro sighed heavily before leaning into your ear, his concern easily confused for frustration. "you have to speak up, i can't hear you."

his warm breath tickled the sensitive skin around your ears, causing you to tremble slightly before raising your voice, "i have to pee!"

your shift in volume prompted Zoro to jerk his head back in surprise, rubbing his ear before moving to lead you through the sea of people, "okay then let's go."

his willingness to accompany you in the bathroom confused you, wondering if he had even heard you right. "i said i have to pee, Zoro! you can't exactly wait outside the bathroom for me if we're chained together."

Zoro glanced over his shoulder, his face almost entirely void of emotion before responding, "i know, but we don't have any other choice so i'll just sit there. i'm not gonna watch you if that's what you're so worried about."

you groaned as that hot flush prickled the plush skin of your face returned, "please don't say it. i don't even want that thought in your head!"

the abhorrent remix of an eighties song almost concealed the warm chuckle that escaped Zoro's lips, his shoulders shaking with every laugh. you watched the way Zoro navigated swiftly through the crowd, his usually rigid muscles liquifying under the soft moonlight. Zoro's back profile was a rare sight — an urban legend for most. he was the type to stay behind, surveying from afar. you'd teased him about being a wallflower, wondering why he never joined in on the fun his friends seemed to attract.

"it's easier to keep an eye on all of you from back here."

his words back then sounded authoritarian, making your group out to be children who needed to be kept on a tight leash. but now that you've grown to understand him, Zoro was showing you his way of caring. he's incredibly loyal, willing to suspend his own personal enjoyment to prioritize his friends.

a nauseating sense of fondness bloomed in the pit of your stomach, its pesky vines snaking their way up to your chest and wrapping around your heart. the sight of a battered doorframe halted the racing of your traitorous heart, relief quickly trading its place. you didn't even bother knocking, slamming your weight into the wood and dragging your feet into the cramped space.

you nearly dropped your black short-shorts to the floor when you realized you weren't alone, Zoro's strong presence looming over you. hazel eyes looked everywhere but at you, too busy committing every chip and crack in the wall's white paint to memory. when he noticed you weren't doing what needed to be done, he slowly met your fuming eyes.

"what?" he asked, entirely oblivious to your predicament. "you said you had to go right? the hell are you waiting for?"

"i can't just pee with you here! cover your ears or turn the water on or something!"

Zoro rolled his eyes, side-stepping to the sink so he could turn the water on without dragging you with him. he turned to face the shower, resting his hips on the countertop as he fiddled impatiently with your shared bottle. the surge of running water eased your mind, allowing you to let go and relieve yourself. the creeping buzz you'd felt all night suddenly spilled over into the bounds of intoxication, giggling to yourself as you rested your chin on your free hand.

you felt Zoro shift beside you, yet his posture remained straight ahead. his voice was laced with a smile, bubbly tipsiness getting the better of him as well. "are you laughing?"

you nodded foolishly, forgetting that he couldn't see you. "mhm! people could've been fucking in here and i just barged right in."

"i was worried that would happen but you moved so fast i couldn't stop you if i wanted to," he snorted, taking a swig from the bottle's neck. "can i turn around now?"

Zoro's uncharacteristically soft voice made your heart swell, smiling to yourself as you swayed drunkenly on the toilet seat. something about being in a bathroom after a few drinks just seems to accelerate the drunken process.

you sighed softly, shaking your head in protest, "'m okay."

then after a beat of silence: "you're sweet, Zo. have i ever told you that?"

Zoro stood slightly taller as his muscles tensed, breath hitching slightly before chortling, "not really, you just tell me how much of a pain in the ass i am."

"hmm," you hummed smiling, eyes fluttering shut. "two things can be true at once, as they say."

you stood to pull your bottoms up, only managing your panties before swaying towards the wall. brawny hands found their way to your waist, shifting you gently to lean against the cool tile of the countertop. Zoro's thumbs dug into the soft flesh of your hips as he held you up, lowering himself to your eye level.

"you okay?" he asked, expression serious as he searched for an answer in your eyes, worried you wouldn't be able to provide one yourself. his shoulders relaxed when a gentle smile spread across your lips, heavy lidded eyes reassuring him.

"yes, thank you," you managed before attempting to bend down and pull your shorts back up to your hips. Zoro's hand met yours, halting you into a state of shock as you relented, a curious eye kept on his crown of green hair.

"just let me do it, yeah?" he offered, gaze unsure but entirely willing as he thumbed the denim waistband pooled at your ankles. the sight of him kneeling before you sent a shiver down your spine, arousal stirring in your belly as you felt his breath on your exposed skin. it almost felt purposeful; the way he kept his voice smooth and low, easing you into submission. you had no choice but to oblige, nodding slowly as you swallowed the lump in your throat. slick rosy lips curved into a smirk as he slid your shorts up, aware of his hand placement as he carefully buttoned them up.

oh, the things you'd do for him to strip those off.

"thank you," you mumbled, turning your back to him to wash your hands. which proved to be, once again, difficult since you were cuffed together. Zoro offered his help once more but you shrugged him off, muttering something about being a “big girl”.

the clearing of Zoro's throat and a gentle tug on your shackled wrist stopped you in your tracks, your hand pausing over the doorknob. uncertainty filled the air as you turned to meet his gaze, waiting for an explanation.

"your makeup," he clarified guiding you back to the sink. "you'd kill me if you knew i let you leave here without fixing that."

"you sure wanna keep me in this bathroom," you teased, bringing a daring hand up to tinker with the three golden earrings dangling from his earlobe. "you runnin' from someone, Roronoa?"

"yeah, you in the future when you see your fucked up makeup in all the pictures." Zoro smiled, gesturing for you to turn around and take a look in the mirror.

a disgruntled cry erupted from your throat as you looked in the mirror. you tugged harshly at the thin skin around your eyes, black eyeliner and mascara smudged into a muddy mess. "how did this happen?!"

running water hissed into the scuffed porcelain of the sink. Zoro's calloused fingers holding a q-tip under the stream. his shackled hand patted the free space of the counter top, cheap metal clinking together as he motioned for you to climb on top. you obeyed, using the toilet seat as leverage to carefully hoist yourself up. a soothing hand rested beneath your chin, the sharp green of his eyes looking into yours before bringing the cold cotton to your face.

a few moments of stiff silence passed before you eased the weight of your face into his rough palm, lips mushing together as you asked "how do you know about all this stuff?"

Zoro's rosy lips pulled into a fond smile as he blotted the area dry, peachy breath brushing over your nose. "you pick up on a thing or two growing up with an older sister. plus, Nami taught me how to properly fix her makeup after she was in a bind similar to this one."

you hummed in acknowledgment, silently thanking Nami for her persistence as you opened your purse. after rummaging through the clutter, you fished out the lip and eyeliner and handed them to Zoro. to your surprise, he was extremely precise — the creamy black makeup gliding effortlessly across your lash line without poking you once. it was impressive, to say the least.

"you really know your shit," you complimented, giggling at your own reflection in the mirror. dilated pupils shifted to Zoro's gaze piercing into yours, his arms caging you in as he braced his arms on the countertop.

and there it was again — that bitter sadness that sunk to the pit of your stomach when you caught that glimmer in his eyes. it infuriated you, that knowing glance made you feel like you were the punch line of an inside joke. it was a piece of Zoro's puzzle you couldn't match, a piece possessing an edge larger and sharper than the shape you had in mind. you wanted to tear it apart and start over to figure out where it all went wrong. you wanted to figure out what you were missing.

“yeah well i ain’t done yet. now hold still,” Zoro said, his voice much lighter as he guided your face back towards his.

calloused fingers tilted your chin upwards as the smell of waxy, stale wood flooded your senses. despite his drunken state, Zoro’s hands remained completely still, effortlessly applying the nude colored makeup onto your lips.

the air became thick as your breaths mingled, each exhale more timid than the last. you couldn’t help but notice how unbelievably beautiful Zoro was — the tiny freckles that hid just beneath the surface of his tan skin, the fullness of his lips, the tapered edges of his nose and jaw. he was truly irresistible, your eager heart racing as you basked in everything that was Zoro.

shivers cascaded down your back as the scent of his musky cologne consumed you. there was no way to stop the arousal from pooling low in your stomach, unrelenting need simmering into a boil. you hadn’t noticed when Zoro set the lipliner down on the counter until a firm hand rested on your waist. thick fingers pressed into the plush of your back as he drew you in, pausing just before meeting your lips.

the metal of his belt buckle gently brushing against your cunt made for a delicious friction you were helpless to chase. you slowly rutted your hips into his, moaning sweetly as your eyes fluttered shut.

“thought i told you to stay still,” Zoro murmured, his breath hot against the delicate skin of your lips.

“what’re you, scared?” you teased breathlessly, inching closer to chase that high once more. your free hand reached its way up to the nape of his neck, flushed skin burning under your touch. the clammy skin of your fingertips bristled through spiky tufts of green hair as you pulled him dangerously close; close enough to taste if you pushed just a little further...

"c'mon Zo, let me make you feel good..." you purred, hooking your shackled hand through the loops of his jeans. Zoro hissed in discomfort as you did so, your maneuver twisting his wrist at an awkward angle. the small whimper that left his throat had slick dampening your panties.

you could feel Zoro trembling beneath your touch, fighting an invisible war between restraint and throwing caution to the wind entirely. he wanted nothing more than to touch you, to make you feel good from his efforts alone. but you were drunk, and Zoro would soon rather sever his own head than take advantage of you.

"we can't..." he whispered, apology seeping into your skin as he rested his slick forehead into the crook of your neck. "we're drunk, [y/n]. i don't want to hurt you."

but it was too late — you were putty in his hands, ready to bend and fold at his will. pulling at the taut muscles of his shoulders, you lifted Zoro up to meet your gaze. the prickly stubble of his shaven face scratched the insides of your palms as you held his face in your hands. "you could never hurt me, Zoro. i want this, please."

the quirk of a bold eyebrow was the last thing you saw before Zoro pulled away, his absence in your arms making room for the shitty air conditioning. shame and disappointment spiraled into a nauseating vortex inside your gut, the gravity of what you had just done settling onto your conscience. your heart leapt into your throat as you pushed him away, tears threatening to roll down your cheeks and ruin Zoro's efforts. but maybe that's what you wanted. in some sick and twisted way, you'd wanted to show Zoro just how much he hurt you — embarrassed you — both now and then.

"fuck, just forget it. i can never figure you out anyway so just leave me alone—"

clashing of slightly chapped lips against yours ceased your petty rambling. you met the kiss with equal fervor and desperation, draping your arms around his neck for better leverage. every tilt of your head was guided by a rough hand against your jaw, working you open as a hot tongue slipped into your mouth. for a man who hardly bats an eye at anything to do with sex and romance, Zoro was extremely skilled.

an unbearable heat pooled between your thighs with every suck and tug of your sensitive skin. Zoro's strong grip never left your waist, a free hand guiding your legs to wrap around his hips. euphoria struck through your core as you bucked your hips against his, that addictive friction dusting your cheeks crimson. the world around you melted away; entirely lost in those hazel eyes as a firm thigh slotted between your legs. salacious moans and grunts filled the air as you rubbed your needy cunt against the tough black denim, throwing your head back in bliss as you rode clothed muscle.

Zoro's lips latched onto the exposed column of your neck, suckling sweetly as your breath hitched and your eyes rolled back. a low, possessive growl rippled across the surface of your delicate skin as his hand traveled to the curve of your ass. Zoro's thick fingers slipped into your back pocket, guiding the pace of your hips into a controlled rhythm.

"'ve wanted this for so long," he panted, the confession lost inside the lust of your desperate whining. the realization of his words shot straight to your core, your pussy drooling at the thought of Roronoa Zoro dreaming about fucking you. your tongue swiped daringly over the shell of his ear, the three golden earrings singing happily along to the song of sex. "just needed to hear you say it — say that you wanted me."

the rutting of your swollen clit against damp fabric sent jolts of electricity throughout your body, your muscles aching and burning for more. a breathless laugh huffed from the pit of your chest, honest and a little frustrated as you teased softly: "been tellin' you how much i wanted you, dumbass. maybe you should clean your ears out, huh?"

an amused smile pulled at Zoro's flushed complexion as he moved to meet your lips once more, his pace much slower as the words continued to tumble out. "y'know how many times i've thought about that wild mouth of yours? been wanting to fill it just to get you to shut up."

"you might just get what you want," you flirted, pulling back to run your palms over his broad chest. "my offer still stands about making you feel good..."

you could feel the violent thrumming of his heart against your palms as he lunged forward, peppering kisses over your rosy lips. a sweet giggle echoed off the walls as you accepted them, Zoro's facade slowly melting away to reveal the timid, sweet boy you'd grown to love over the years.

“do your worst," Zoro winked, caressing the small of your back as you slid off the countertop.

a hollow thump sounded as you used your hand to press him against the wall, your lips traveling down his neck agonizingly slow. your jaw and teeth worked in tandem as you pulled and sucked along his pulse, earning a soft groan from the man against you. that sweet sound earned an extra needy tug from your mouth, smiling against the bruised skin as your free hand made its way into his waistband. you could feel Zoro twitching under your touch, his bulge growing as you explored further.

"fuck..." Zoro whimpered as he threw his head back, bringing his tied hand up to rub over his eyes and through his hair. but the foreign weight of your hand tugged it right back down, a sharp glint in your eyes as you grabbed his chin. your intense glare drove his attention away from the way his arm rested awkwardly against his chest.

"don't close your eyes, Zo. i want you to watch me go down on you," you demanded, kneeling to unbuckle the belt that rested firmly on his hips. "can you do that for me?"

Zoro spent countless hours with you throughout the years, and never once has he seen this side of you. there were many nuances woven into the pattern of your personality; things he loved so much they made his heart swell, and things that drove him right up the fucking wall. he cherished you because you were different from the other women he knew. you were a force of passion, resilience, and tenderness that didn't shy away from Zoro's faults. you were not his oldest friend, but you were certainly his favorite. Zoro always knew there was something special about you — it was the way you pushed him to be a better version of himself without having to say a word. you brought a light to the inhospitable caverns that inhabited his chest, kindling a flame he never knew could exist. and right now, that flame burned. it burned so bright and full Zoro was afraid of the damage it might cause, the things it would swallow and destroy if they caught fire.

but the tantalizing eye contact you're making centimeters from his throbbing cock has Zoro throwing all caution to the wind, entirely willing to let everything crash and burn if it meant you would take every inch. Zoro's body trembled in anticipation, his growing length becoming unbearable trapped in the confines of his denim jeans. he nodded breathlessly, swallowing the lump in his throat as he was not quite ready to show his cards. he wanted this experience to be as memorable as possible, grappling onto the fabric of reality to ground himself in the present.

for the first time in his life, Roronoa Zoro regretted drinking. perhaps the silly white lie inscribed across his chest would come to fruition.

the sensation of your delicate fingers wrapping around his length pulled Zoro out of his thoughts, recalling his task from moments ago. arousal stirred deep in his gut as he watched you pump his aching cock, pre-cum glistening under the flickering vanity lights. you dragged your hot tongue along the underside of his length, gliding over the thick vein that resides there.

"goddamn," Zoro stuttered through gritted teeth as you wrapped your lips around his tip, sucking gently before taking the rest of his cock into your mouth. "you're so fucking good at that."

tears brimmed your eyes as you swallowed him down, your cheeks hollowing with every bob and tug. carnal moans vibrated against his cock as you took him further down your throat, your hand dripping in saliva and desire.

large, calloused fingers brushed loose strands of hair out of your face before pulling the rest of your hair into a tight ponytail. trails of saliva glistened down your chin and onto the supple skin of your neck, pupils completely blown from bliss and intoxication. Zoro couldn't help the roll of his hips, hastily working his cock into your throat as he fucked it. it was hot and purposeful and consuming; the way you whimpered and gagged driving him closer to his orgasm. the grip in your hair grew tighter as the coil in Zoro's core furled in on itself, his vision going white as he groaned and spilled down your throat.

you pried your wet mouth off his cock with a lewd pop, swallowing every last drop of his cum and savoring the way it slid down your throat warmly.

"you're so fucking beautiful," Zoro rasped, using the end of his shirt to clean your face gently. "just wish it didn't take me fucking your throat to tell you that."

you chuckled at his words, taking his hand in yours and kissing his knuckles. "it's okay, you can tell me all about it when we get outta here."

the promise in your words stirred a fondness in Zoro's chest that sent him reeling all over again, a smirk tugging at his lips as he pulled you up to kiss him.

...

"i never thought i'd live to see the day where the Roronoa Zoro lost a drinking game!"

you were convinced Luffy was the eighth wonder of the world, the man entirely sober as he clanged his plastic fork and knife against the table as he waited for Sanji to deliver his third McDonalds breakfast platter. his drinking partner, on the other hand, currently laid lifeless across leather couch cushions, sporting a garbage bag around his neck like a medallion.

unfortunately for sober Nami, drunk Nami was much more willing to have her friends crash at her place after the function. Sanji and Vivi worked together to assemble makeshift "beds" out of old blankets and cushions they found in Nami's storage closet. aching bodies now decorated the linoleum flooring, wincing at Luffy's loud hollering from the dining room.

"Luffy, if you don't shut the fuck up right now i swear to god i will kill you myself," Nami scowled, temporarily lifting her head from the porcelain toilet bowl to reprimand her overly-energetic friend. but it wasn't long before she heaved again, spewing her guts out while Vivi rubbed soothing circles into her back.

"hehe! you hungry, Nami?" Luffy teased, dangling a strip of bacon in her direction before tossing it into his mouth.

"get the hell out of my house!"

the aggressive slam of the bathroom door caused you to wince, eyebrows furrowing together as you rose from your place on the floor. your head throbbed violently as you motioned for any form of sustenance, the crinkling of brown paper bags singing a promising melody. Zoro's heavy footsteps navigated around the living room to deliver a semi-cold hash brown, a soft smile dancing across his lips as you accepted it weakly.

"eat up," he encouraged, easing down and taking a seat next to you.

"thank you," you smiled, leaning against his arm as you took the first bite. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you groaned in delight, the greasy puck of potatoes probably the best thing you've ever put in your mouth.

well, that and...

"are you guys banging now?" Luffy asked casually, shoveling a syrup-soaked pancake into his mouth as he waited for an answer.

the rest of the room fell silent in anticipation while you and Zoro howled with laughter, a dull ache radiating from inside your temples as you willed yourself to stop. soft hazel eyes met yours before Zoro draped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you in close to plant a kiss on the crown of your head.

"well, when you put it like that Lu it just sounds wrong," Zoro chuckled, the low rumble of his voice soothing your oncoming headache. "but yes, we're figuring things out."

"about time! [y/n], you wouldn't believe how many times i've caught him staring at you with these big puppy dog eyes—!"

"Luffy, what the hell?!"

you put a hand against Zoro's chest, pushing yourself off of him to get a better look at the bright-eyed boy. "no please, Luffy, go on. i'd just love to hear all about these 'puppy dog eyes'."

hello lovely people in my phone!! i apologize for my hiatus, i've been suffering from a severe case of i-have-writers-block-and-have-been-hating-everything-i've-ever-written disease. i also believe the fanfiction writer curse has caught up to me so there's that too. i decided that the best way to overcome this stump was to try and go back to my roots, soooo here's a fun little fic for my beloved roronoa. i'm also trying out a new image formatting style so lmk what you think :D

for all my readers who aren't aware of what a borg is, it's essentially a gallon-sized drink where you mix water, liquor, and flavor packets (like Kool Aid or other stuff like that) together and attempt to finish it throughout the night. very fun but very dangerous lol

okay that's enough outta me i hope you guys enjoyed this as much as i did writing it byeeee <3

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what’s that? my completely indulgent roronoa zoro fic reached over 500 notes?? thank you for everyone who read and reblogged and commented you guys seriously make my day a little bit better with all your kind words 🥹🥹🥹

i wrote this at a pretty low point and was just itching to try something new but also get back into a rhythm i was familiar with and im so happy it paid off!

i’ve had midterms and papers back to back as of late so i’m veryyy busy but i hope i can deliver more fun fics soon! thank you for your patience, it truly means more than you know.

ok bye for now :) <3

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Hi! I was wondering, how angsty are you okay with going? Like can you write reader dying in a characters arms or do you like sticking to the reader being upset about something etc

hello there! i’m actually very interested in exploring angsty-er topics in my fics (something i’m currently working on, as a matter of fact🤫), so i’m interested to see what you have in mind! i’ve made it a point much earlier on that any topics i am unfamiliar with myself, i try to do as much research as i can so that the experience is as respectful and accurate as possible :)

thank you for your question, i hope i was able to answer it!

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just saw someone discover sanzo in real time on my instagram feed and it reminded me of how beautiful life is

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in honor of zukka nation being so fucking back with the atla movie leaks i need to come clean and admit that i actually started a zukka fic back in 2020/2021 AND published the first few chapters to ao3 but i never finished it because fourteen year old me lost the motivation and it breaks my heart because i don’t remember where i was going with it to pick it back up again FUCK

i know it didn’t get that much attention but if literally anyone out there read “the one that outshines the sun” on ao3 within that time period i need yall to know THAT WAS ME AND IM SORRY I DELETED IT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO ORPHAN IT I WAS YOUNG AND NAIVE

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the concept of taking a t-break but from reading fics because i just read the best fic in so long i need a minute

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Goddess of lighting

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surrender | monkey d. luffy x fem!reader

obedience has always been the antithesis of Monkey D. Luffy's entire existence, as his freedom derived from the ability to live life by the beat of his own drum. but when it came to you, he was ready to abandon everything he believed in...

word count: 3.7k

cw/tags: fem!/afab!reader, established relationship, post-timeskip, porn without plot, use of gendered language, mature language, lots of smut! ; cunnilingus, submissive!luffy, finger sucking, handjobs, spit as lube (?), p in v sex, does it count as unprotected if he's made of rubber?; don't worry there's some fluff here (if you squint), hardly proofread as always, MDNI pls!

the restless roaring of the waves on the Grand Line did little to soothe the dull ache slowly building in your temples, the weight of your head on your shoulders growing heavier by the second. the sudden absence of the setting sun informed you were approaching your fourth hour sat hunched over the crinkled scrap of parchment, illegible scribbles and coordinates sprawled every which way. 

after a nasty scuffle with an undercover marine at the last docked island, Nami suffered a sprained wrist from a failed thunder tempo. Chopper instructed that in order for her to heal properly and within her insistent time frame of one week, she must avoid strenuous activities that could make her injury worse.

a few days after the incident you found Nami cradling her wrist, wincing in pain as she tried to discreetly complete the finishing marks on one of the smaller islands on her map. it was in that moment that you offered to complete the map for her, reassuring her that you would follow her thorough notes down to the last letter. to your surprise, Nami agreed, throwing her arms around your shoulders as she voiced her gratitude. 

now, you resented your kind heart as it did nothing to soothe the unforgiving tension in your back.

the faint sound of three knocks against the door to the captain’s quarters pulled your attention from attempting to massage your own neck, your hand falling to the desk with a dull thud. 

“come in,” you called softly, suddenly aware of the fact that most of your crew members would be asleep at this hour. 

the door opened with low creak, and a familiar pair of big brown eyes and a mischievous smile slowly peered from the other side. your heart fluttered at the sight of your captain, a soft smile pulling at your lips as you beckoned him to enter. Luffy beamed at the gesture, his bare feet happily slapping against the floor as he made his way over to you. strong arms draped themselves over your shoulders as Luffy hugged you from behind, his plush lips traveling eagerly down your neck and shoulders. 

“whatcha working on, pretty girl?” he asked, his breath ghosting over the sensitive skin behind your ear. 

“the same thing that i’ve been working on all day,” you sighed, the hefty exhaustion suddenly apparent in your voice as you leaned into his touch. but as much as you’d love to drop whatever you were doing and join your boyfriend in his bed, you had a promise to uphold. and since the person linked to that promise had a reputation of collecting debts whenever she so pleased, you really couldn’t afford to break it. 

“i’m hungry, baby,” Luffy whined, his chin now resting on your shoulder as his slender fingers fiddled with the delicate bow holding your nightgown together by your breasts. 

“i’m about ninety-five percent sure Sanji left you a snack in the galley for such an occasion,” you insisted, adjusting yourself in your seat before continuing your sketch of a small patch of land west of Alubarna. a fond warmth filled your chest as you skimmed over your navigator’s careful notes of Alabasta, her reverence for her lover’s country evident in the way she follows — and notes — its current events. “i’m busy, Lu. you know Nami would have my head if i didn’t complete this section by tonight! i’ll come find you when i’m done, i promise.” 

you didn’t miss the way Luffy sunk further into your neck, no doubt pouting over your disloyalty. 

“but i don’t want food..” Luffy mumbled, his voice suddenly low and husky. 

you paid no mind to the shift in his demeanor, however, as there was a much more concerning issue at hand. “what?! you —  the man that swallowed and choked on a turkey leg because the meat ‘wasn’t enough’ — doesn’t want food?”

“that was one time!” he fussed, his neck contorting to lean over onto your chest in a way that would be uncomfortable for anyone who wasn’t made of rubber. “this is different..”

“you’re crazy,” you chuckled, shaking your head as you resumed your task. 

a few beats of stiff silence passed before Luffy’s mouth was back on you, his kisses slow and intentional as he made his way down your shoulder. your breath hitched in your throat as he slithered down to your chest, gently suckling the plush skin that resided on your breast. 

“Luffy,” you warned, trying your best to maintain your composure and focus on the task at hand. but the quick rise and fall of your traitorous lungs began to convince only spurred him on. “i’m working..” 

“i know,” Luffy insisted against your collarbone, his teeth grazing your skin as he became more determined. 

“ohhkayyy well if you know, then can i please get back to my work?” you chuckled, pulling him off gently and bringing his lips to your own in a chaste kiss. “you know i love you, but the faster you leave me alone, the faster we can spend time together.” 

“but that’s no fun,” he argued, his eyes dark with want. “plus, i like seeing you all worked up; it’s hot.” 

your cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment and your heightened arousal, “flattery will get you nowhere.” 

Luffy grinned against your skin, puffs of hot air blowing against your exposed shoulder as continued his voyage southward, “we’ll see about that.” 

rolling your eyes you picked up your quill, clearing your throat loudly to prove your point that you were entirely unaffected by your boyfriend’s mouth traveling down your body. the absence of Luffy's heated touch certainly raised some alarm bells in your mind, but you chose to ignore the feeling and opted to appreciate the peace. that was until long, calloused fingers slowly made their way between your thighs as you were busy perfecting the rigid landscape of some other far-off island. your hand stuttered once you realized that Luffy was burying himself beneath your nightgown. 

Luffy began toying your panties between his teeth, his calculated nipping and licking gradually soaking the fabric further. strong, calloused palms slipped up your gown and gripped around your waist, kneading the plush skin tenderly as he worked his way against your core. your resolve crumbled slowly as you became helpless to his touch, your thighs spreading subconsciously to provide him better access. a satisfied hum reverberated against the wood of your seat, Luffy’s tongue slowly lapping at your core with more fervor. 

“there you go,” he purred, hooking his fingers through the waistband and tugging downward. “just sit still for me, ‘kay?” 

the warmth of his breath against you caused your hips to stutter and buck as you chased that sensation, soft moans escaping your lips as the delicate quill threatened to snap under your need for control; for stability. muffled moans rumbled against your sopping cunt as Luffy continued to feast on you, his skilled tongue exploring every fold and crevice. you couldn’t bring yourself to care about the mess between your thighs as you slowly writhed against him, sneakily chasing your climax while the map in front of you clouded behind your lust. 

your head lolled back as a hand slithered down to his head, your fingers carding through his jet-black hair as you forcefully tore him from you. a lewd pop sounded as his eyes met yours, the string of saliva tethering the two of you shimmering beneath the warm candlelight.

“i told you to let me work,” you panted, the heat behind your annoyance weakened with desperation. 

“doesn’t look like you mind very much,” Luffy smirked through lidded eyes, sweeping his thumb across his swollen lips to lick up every drop you left behind. “c’mon baby, play with me.” 

his bare chest and neck glistening with your slick was truly a sight to behold — the future Pirate King practically drunk off your sweet cunt. but there was no way you’d let him get what he wants that easily. “you wanna play? fine, but we’re playing by my rules. get up and go lay down.” 

obedience has always been the antithesis of Monkey D. Luffy's entire existence, as his freedom derived from the ability to live life by the beat of his own drum. but when it came to you, he was ready to abandon everything he believed in. his willingness to heed your every beck and call didn't come from fear or obligation; it came from trust. a mutual trust that you understood the value of one another, that you wouldn't try to change or hide what you really wanted. with you, Luffy could be vulnerable — sharing the silent burdens of his fears and desires that weigh so heavily on someone so young. and within that vulnerability lies the freedom to let go, to bask in joys of being carefree and having the world at his fingertips.

the old wood of the bed frame groaned under Luffy's weight, tossing himself enthusiastically onto the plush mattress. his smile was a mixture of pure delight that you agreed to his antics, and a low intensity of a hunger that only you could sate.

the small flames flickering atop the candles enveloped the cabin in an orange glow, Luffy's sharp features more pronounced beneath the shadows. every muscle chiseled and carved to perfection, the eager rise and fall of his scarred chest hypnotizing you with every step forward. you held eye contact as you slowly tugged at the aforementioned bow holding your top together, the delicate fabric now falling open to reveal your breasts.

you didn't miss the way Luffy absentmindedly chewed on his bottom lip, his focus settling on your bare chest as he raises himself to reach out and touch. but because you were a bit of a masochist, you denied his silent request, setting a palm on the center of his forehead and sending him backwards. a low huff of shock mingled with the sound of rustling sheets as you climbed on top of him, your thighs straddling his bare torso.

"you can look, but you can't touch," you whispered, soft and low against his ear that it could have easily been mistaken for a growl.

you rose again to grind yourself against his abs, the delicious friction sending your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you began to play with your breasts. blown pupils swallowed the honey-colored irises of the eyes below you, the pair hypnotized as he followed every rise and roll of your hips.

"p- please, let me touch," Luffy groaned, pleading as his pants grew tighter beneath you. his restless hands flew to tug at his hair once you shook your head, his frustration getting lost in your breathless moaning as you quickened your pace above.

your palms found their way onto his chest, roughly kneading his pecs as you used them as leverage. the sweat coating his skin made for an easy slip that allowed you to explore his chest freely, completely lost in the way his flesh gave beneath your fingertips. you payed extra attention to the large scar that decorated his chest, lowering yourself to plant gentle kisses over the textured skin. your small act of tenderness did not shatter the thick tension, but eased it into something comfortable; something familiar.

his scar was a blemish he was not proud of, serving as a constant reminder of his failure to protect the person he held closest to his heart. you didn't miss the way he tensed beneath you as you wandered too close to it, his intense gaze faltering ever-so-slightly. but the sensation of your gentle lips over his heart reeled him back home, tethering him to the present. a present where it was just you and him, basking in each other's desire.

your lips made their way north, nipping and sucking along the column of his neck. Luffy's throat rumbled beneath you as a moan escaped his lips, his breathing stuttering while you continued to ravage his skin. you pulled away with another soft kiss, admiring your work as his tanned skin bruised into a deep maroon.

you briefly met Luffy's eyes once more before dipping back down, crashing your lips fiercely against his. rather than cradling your cheeks in the way he always does, Luffy's arms remained obediently by his side, raising his neck to push further into you instead. his willingness to stay under your control turned you on unbelievably so, the kiss growing more fervid as the moments pass. a subtle swipe of your tongue across his bottom lip was all it took to permit your entrance into his mouth, committing his taste and sounds to memory. taking his chin into your hand, you angled his head to allow yourself to dive deeper, taking his tongue completely into your mouth and sucking. the sensation of you gliding erotically around his tongue left Luffy arching into you, nerves fraying beneath his arousal.

you broke away with a loud smack, your crimson cheeks mirroring the harsh flush of Luffy's face and chest beneath you. if you didn't know any better, you would have thought he came right then and there, blissed out and basking in the afterglow. but you knew he was more resilient than that, and there was no way he was leaving without his fill.

your hips continued their bucking and rolling, drifting further and further down to his clothed cock. the metallic button of his shorts laying just below his belly button provided an intoxicating friction against your dripping cunt that sent jolts of arousal up your spine, driving yourself deeper into him. Luffy writhed beneath you as your ass pressed against his length, fully erect and sensitive to your touch.

"f- fuck, [y/n]!" Luffy cried, his hips treacherously rising to meet yours. "let me inside you, please."

you could tell from his stuttering hips and erratic breathing that he was close. too close.

you ceased your grinding at once, hovering teasingly over his twitching cock. the cool ocean breeze that made its way into the room from the porthole blew gently over your hot, sticky cunt. Luffy's groans of protest drowned under the crash of your lips on his, releasing them briefly to moan into his mouth. growing impatient, Luffy's kisses became sloppier and more frantic as he chased his arousal. you could feel his body vibrating beneath your fingertips as you placed your hands against his cheeks, cradling his face to ground him in the moment.

the pathetic whines escaping his lips almost had you giving in to what Luffy wanted, ready to reward him for making it this far under your command.

almost.

your fingers inched closer and closer to the edge of his lips, the swollen skin promising an easy entrance. entirely lost in the taste of you, Luffy didn't seem to notice the shift in your demeanor, continuing his greedy rampage. it wasn't until he could no longer feel your plush lips against his where he faltered, the passion dwindling as confusion slowly took over.

"baby, wh—"

"suck." you instructed, your fingers driving deeper into his mouth. Luffy's lips sealed themselves skeptically around you, his tongue slowly finding a rhythm he liked. saliva garbled and dripped salaciously down your hand as Luffy sucked on your fingers, his dark eyes never leaving yours. you could feel the low rumble of his moaning against your fingers, working his tongue over and through them.

"god, you're so fucking good at that," you cooed, unabashedly showering your boyfriend in praise. "such a good boy, Lu."

"mmph!" Luffy moaned around your fingers, an attempt at voicing his delight.

the dangerous push and pull of his tongue as he took you further into his mouth left you breathless. the sensation of blood rushing to the tips of your fingers slowly became addictive, time lulling with every swallow. Luffy's desire returned tenfold, working his tongue between the webs of your fingers and over the beds of your fingernails. it was the most glorious sight — a strong, resilient man wholly surrendering himself to you, permitting a glance into his most vulnerable state.

it was a long shot, you'll admit, as you weren't exactly sure if Luffy would have been into such a thing. but to see him overcome that final hurdle of obedience is what solidified your need for the man beneath you.

using your free hand, you unclasped the buckle of his shorts, his cock eagerly springing before you. your eyes widened at the sight of his length, hard and leaking with arousal. collecting the last remnants of spit from his mouth, you brought your hand from his mouth to his cock, stroking at a leisurely pace.

a soft groan of pleasure escaped Luffy's mouth as you continued your ministrations, his strong brows furrowing with restraint. his hips began to buck into yours as he chased his climax, brown eyes transforming into a stark white as they rolled to the back of his head.

"you did so good for me, Luffy," you praised, a smirk dancing across your lips as a whine could be heard from below.

"can i touch you now?" Luffy asked, ever impatient while his breathing labored. his eyelids drooped low under the weight of his arousal, his jaw slack against his chest as he kept his eyes on you. Luffy's features were much sharper under the candlelight, the shadows sculpting every dip and crevice that graced his figure. while his muscles became more defined, Luffy's delicate features were highlighted beautifully. from the high points of his cheek bones to the swoop of his button nose, Luffy was just that: beautiful.

you released a sweet chuckle as you nodded your head, "only after i do this."

taking his length more firmly into your grasp, you shifted to line yourself up, teasingly dragging your cunt over the sensitive tip. the hiss of pleasure erupted from Luffy's mouth as he arched into you, his body shuddering as you sunk down onto him. your wet, tight core clenched around his drooling cock, the sensation of feeling so full as you began to rock caused a guttural moan to spill out of you.

"fuck," you drawled, jaw slack as your hips rolled over him. jolts of arousal shot up your spine, causing your thighs to burn and tremble with every touch.

propped up on his elbows, Luffy's dark eyes flickered from your blissed out expression above him, to the sight of his cock sinking further into you. the sinful noise of your slick pooling over the space where you two met filled the room, the sound interrupted by the delicious moans and huffs. Luffy watched as you used him, entirely lost in your own pleasure as you rode him into the mattress, your trembling hands finding their way to kneading your breasts.

you could feel your orgasm building with every thrust, Luffy's twitching cock hitting your spot just right. it was only a matter of time before you came all over him, but you wanted to hold onto this control for a little while longer.

"touch me," you commanded breathlessly, your voice soft enough to be mistaken as a whisper.

but your instruction had not fallen on deaf ears, as a pair of calloused hands made their way to the soft plush of skin that made its home on your waist. the touch was electric, addictive in the way it grounded you in the moment shared. as much fun dominating your captain had been, it was refreshing reverting to that comfortable intimacy you loved so much.

his grip on your waist allowed him to drive further into you, his cock viciously slamming into your cervix as he quickened his pace. propping yourself on his knees, you arched your back obscenely as you threw your head back, screaming into the open air.

"fuck, yes! oh my- right there, Luffy, don't stop!"

"c-cant..." Luffy groaned, his voice drifting as he focused on thrusting into you with everything he has. and now that he was granted permission to touch you — to hold you under his fingertips — he was never going to let you go. "fuck, i gotta— or i'm gonna—"

you brought your head back to stare at the man below you, brows furrowing as you tried to decode what he was babbling about. "what was that, Lu? i can't understaAH—"

the world suddenly spun into a blur around you as your back hit the cozy mattress, the smell of Luffy and sex flooding your senses. you had no time to recover, however, as Luffy threw your legs over his shoulder and continued to plow into you. the sinful sound of skin slapping filled the room, followed by husky moans that fell into the junction where your head met your shoulders. the low grumbles of pleasure melted into your skin as Luffy placed his lips along the column of your neck, gently suckling as he mumbled absentmindedly.

"you're so pretty and— ah— perfect. just for me," he began, his tender words lost under the melody of your arousal.

you could feel his hips stuttering as he approached the crest of his orgasm, his thrusts becoming much more erratic. his fingers traveled from the nape of your neck to card through your hair, grasping a fistful of strands to fuse your bodies together. your thighs tense and tremble as you reached your climax, your vision going white as you clench around him.

just as he had been all night, it didn't take Luffy very long to follow your lead. his hips stalled as he came inside of you, thick ropes of cum coating your walls as he shudders against you. coming down from the euphoria, you feel soft lips gracing the underside of your jaw, planting tender kisses as Luffy sets you down to rest properly on the mattress.

a wave of exhaustion washes over you as you relax into his touch, his presence inside of you gone as he shifts to make you more comfortable. a few silent moments pass before you feel an intense gaze, cracking an eye open to peer at the man looming above you.

any formidable foe who has had the misfortune of being on the receiving end of Monkey D. Luffy's wrath would have cowered at the sight of such a strong presence. but because you occupied a large part of his big, soft heart, there was nothing but pure adoration in his gaze. bringing a gentle hand to your face, Luffy swept the unkempt strands of hair that stuck to your sticky forehead behind your ear.

"hey, [y/n]..."

"yes?"

"would you kill me if i told you i was still hungry?"

so much for romance.

"get out of my face."

og got restricted so thanks for the warm welcome back!

peep the new blog layout isn't it so darling??

[scvrgrl]

fun fact: both times i’ve tried to link this post onto my masterlist the post got removed and hidden from my page!! fun!!

anyway, thank you so much for the love on this post! working on this made me realize how much i love writing smut lmfao i may be perverted, but i am free

[scvrgrl]

Hiee! I have a question. Do you accept requests?

hi again! yes i do accept requests, however it only a matter of when i can fulfill them. i try my best to publish the ones i resonate most with and think would make a great story, therefore i am very open to experimenting with new ideas and prompts 🤗🤗

[nuriajolmedo]

Sanji rolls his own cigarettes like a true european

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oh my god he’s so beautiful i’m so in love

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surrender | monkey d. luffy x fem!reader

obedience has always been the antithesis of Monkey D. Luffy's entire existence, as his freedom derived from the ability to live life by the beat of his own drum. but when it came to you, he was ready to abandon everything he believed in...

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cw/tags: fem!/afab!reader, established relationship, post-timeskip, porn without plot, use of gendered language, mature language, lots of smut! ; cunnilingus, submissive!luffy, finger sucking, handjobs, spit as lube (?), p in v sex, does it count as unprotected if he's made of rubber?; don't worry there's some fluff here (if you squint), hardly proofread as always, MDNI pls!

the restless roaring of the waves in the New World did little to soothe the dull ache slowly building in your temples, the weight of your head on your shoulders growing heavier by the second. the sudden absence of the setting sun informed you were approaching your fourth hour sat hunched over the crinkled scrap of parchment, illegible scribbles and coordinates sprawled every which way. 

after a nasty scuffle with an undercover marine at the last docked island, Nami suffered a sprained wrist from a failed thunder tempo. Chopper instructed that in order for her to heal properly and within her insistent time frame of one week, she must avoid strenuous activities that could make her injury worse.

a few days after the incident you found Nami cradling her wrist, wincing in pain as she tried to discreetly complete the finishing marks on one of the smaller islands on her map. it was in that moment that you offered to complete the map for her, reassuring her that you would follow her thorough notes down to the last letter. to your surprise, Nami agreed, throwing her arms around your shoulders as she voiced her gratitude. 

now, you resented your kind heart as it did nothing to soothe the unforgiving tension in your back.

the faint sound of three knocks against the door to the captain’s quarters pulled your attention from attempting to massage your own neck, your hand falling to the desk with a dull thud. 

“come in,” you called softly, suddenly aware of the fact that most of your crew members would be asleep at this hour. 

the door opened with low creak, and a familiar pair of big brown eyes and a mischievous smile slowly peered from the other side. your heart fluttered at the sight of your captain, a soft smile pulling at your lips as you beckoned him to enter. Luffy beamed at the gesture, his bare feet happily slapping against the floor as he made his way over to you. strong arms draped themselves over your shoulders as Luffy hugged you from behind, his plush lips traveling eagerly down your neck and shoulders. 

“whatcha working on, pretty girl?” he asked, his breath ghosting over the sensitive skin behind your ear. 

“the same thing that i’ve been working on all day,” you sighed, the hefty exhaustion suddenly apparent in your voice as you leaned into his touch. but as much as you’d love to drop whatever you were doing and join your boyfriend in his bed, you had a promise to uphold. and since the person linked to that promise had a reputation of collecting debts whenever she so pleased, you really couldn’t afford to break it. 

“i’m hungry, baby,” Luffy whined, his chin now resting on your shoulder as his slender fingers fiddled with the delicate bow holding your nightgown together by your breasts. 

“i’m about ninety-five percent sure Sanji left you a snack in the galley for such an occasion,” you insisted, adjusting yourself in your seat before continuing your sketch of a small patch of land west of Alubarna. a fond warmth filled your chest as you skimmed over your navigator’s careful notes of Alabasta, her reverence for her lover’s country evident in the way she follows — and notes — its current events. “i’m busy, Lu. you know Nami would have my head if i didn’t complete this section by tonight! i’ll come find you when i’m done, i promise.” 

you didn’t miss the way Luffy sunk further into your neck, no doubt pouting over your disloyalty. 

“but i don’t want food..” Luffy mumbled, his voice suddenly low and husky. 

you paid no mind to the shift in his demeanor, however, as there was a much more concerning issue at hand. “what?! you —  the man that swallowed and choked on a turkey leg because the meat ‘wasn’t enough’ — doesn’t want food?”

“that was one time!” he fussed, his neck contorting to lean over onto your chest in a way that would be uncomfortable for anyone who wasn’t made of rubber. “this is different..”

“you’re crazy,” you chuckled, shaking your head as you resumed your task. 

a few beats of stiff silence passed before Luffy’s mouth was back on you, his kisses slow and intentional as he made his way down your shoulder. your breath hitched in your throat as he slithered down to your chest, gently suckling the plush skin that resided on your breast. 

“Luffy,” you warned, trying your best to maintain your composure and focus on the task at hand. but the quick rise and fall of your traitorous lungs began to convince only spurred him on. “i’m working..” 

“i know,” Luffy insisted against your collarbone, his teeth grazing your skin as he became more determined. 

“ohhkayyy well if you know, then can i please get back to my work?” you chuckled, pulling him off gently and bringing his lips to your own in a chaste kiss. “you know i love you, but the faster you leave me alone, the faster we can spend time together.” 

“but that’s no fun,” he argued, his eyes dark with want. “plus, i like seeing you all worked up; it’s hot.” 

your cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment and your heightened arousal, “flattery will get you nowhere.” 

Luffy grinned against your skin, puffs of hot air blowing against your exposed shoulder as continued his voyage southward, “we’ll see about that.” 

rolling your eyes you picked up your quill, clearing your throat loudly to prove your point that you were entirely unaffected by your boyfriend’s mouth traveling down your body. the absence of Luffy's heated touch certainly raised some alarm bells in your mind, but you chose to ignore the feeling and opted to appreciate the peace. that was until long, calloused fingers slowly made their way between your thighs as you were busy perfecting the rigid landscape of some other far-off island. your hand stuttered once you realized that Luffy was burying himself beneath your nightgown. 

Luffy began toying your panties between his teeth, his calculated nipping and licking gradually soaking the fabric further. strong, calloused palms slipped up your gown and gripped around your waist, kneading the plush skin tenderly as he worked his way against your core. your resolve crumbled slowly as you became helpless to his touch, your thighs spreading subconsciously to provide him better access. a satisfied hum reverberated against the wood of your seat, Luffy’s tongue slowly lapping at your core with more fervor. 

“there you go,” he purred, hooking his fingers through the waistband and tugging downward. “just sit still for me, ‘kay?” 

the warmth of his breath against you caused your hips to stutter and buck as you chased that sensation, soft moans escaping your lips as the delicate quill threatened to snap under your need for control; for stability. muffled moans rumbled against your sopping cunt as Luffy continued to feast on you, his skilled tongue exploring every fold and crevice. you couldn’t bring yourself to care about the mess between your thighs as you slowly writhed against him, sneakily chasing your climax while the map in front of you clouded behind your lust. 

your head lolled back as a hand slithered down to his head, your fingers carding through his jet-black hair as you forcefully tore him from you. a lewd pop sounded as his eyes met yours, the string of saliva tethering the two of you shimmering beneath the warm candlelight.

“i told you to let me work,” you panted, the heat behind your annoyance weakened with desperation. 

“doesn’t look like you mind very much,” Luffy smirked through lidded eyes, sweeping his thumb across his swollen lips to lick up every drop you left behind. “c’mon baby, play with me.” 

his bare chest and neck glistening with your slick was truly a sight to behold — the future Pirate King practically drunk off your sweet cunt. but there was no way you’d let him get what he wants that easily. “you wanna play? fine, but we’re playing by my rules. get up and go lay down.” 

obedience has always been the antithesis of Monkey D. Luffy's entire existence, as his freedom derived from the ability to live life by the beat of his own drum. but when it came to you, he was ready to abandon everything he believed in. his willingness to heed your every beck and call didn't come from fear or obligation; it came from trust. a mutual trust that you understood the value of one another, that you wouldn't try to change or hide what you really wanted. with you, Luffy could be vulnerable — sharing the silent burdens of his fears and desires that weigh so heavily on someone so young. and within that vulnerability lies the freedom to let go, to bask in joys of being carefree and having the world at his fingertips.

the old wood of the bed frame groaned under Luffy's weight, tossing himself enthusiastically onto the plush mattress. his smile was a mixture of pure delight that you agreed to his antics, and a low intensity of a hunger that only you could sate.

the small flames flickering atop the candles enveloped the cabin in an orange glow, Luffy's sharp features more pronounced beneath the shadows. every muscle chiseled and carved to perfection, the eager rise and fall of his scarred chest hypnotizing you with every step forward. you held eye contact as you slowly tugged at the aforementioned bow holding your top together, the delicate fabric now falling open to reveal your breasts.

you didn't miss the way Luffy absentmindedly chewed on his bottom lip, his focus settling on your bare chest as he raises himself to reach out and touch. but because you were a bit of a masochist, you denied his silent request, setting a palm on the center of his forehead and sending him backwards. a low huff of shock mingled with the sound of rustling sheets as you climbed on top of him, your thighs straddling his bare torso.

"you can look, but you can't touch," you whispered, soft and low against his ear that it could have easily been mistaken for a growl.

you rose again to grind yourself against his abs, the delicious friction sending your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you began to play with your breasts. blown pupils swallowed the honey-colored irises of the eyes below you, the pair hypnotized as he followed every rise and roll of your hips.

"p- please, let me touch," Luffy groaned, pleading as his pants grew tighter beneath you. his restless hands flew to tug at his hair once you shook your head, his frustration getting lost in your breathless moaning as you quickened your pace above.

your palms found their way onto his chest, roughly kneading his pecs as you used them as leverage. the sweat coating his skin made for an easy slip that allowed you to explore his chest freely, completely lost in the way his flesh gave beneath your fingertips. you payed extra attention to the large scar that decorated his chest, lowering yourself to plant gentle kisses over the textured skin. your small act of tenderness did not shatter the thick tension, but eased it into something comfortable; something familiar.

his scar was a blemish he was not proud of, serving as a constant reminder of his failure to protect the person he held closest to his heart. you didn't miss the way he tensed beneath you as you wandered too close to it, his intense gaze faltering ever-so-slightly. but the sensation of your gentle lips over his heart reeled him back home, tethering him to the present. a present where it was just you and him, basking in each other's desire.

your lips made their way north, nipping and sucking along the column of his neck. Luffy's throat rumbled beneath you as a moan escaped his lips, his breathing stuttering while you continued to ravage his skin. you pulled away with another soft kiss, admiring your work as his tanned skin bruised into a deep maroon.

you briefly met Luffy's eyes once more before dipping back down, crashing your lips fiercely against his. rather than cradling your cheeks in the way he always does, Luffy's arms remained obediently by his side, raising his neck to push further into you instead. his willingness to stay under your control turned you on unbelievably so, the kiss growing more fervid as the moments pass. a subtle swipe of your tongue across his bottom lip was all it took to permit your entrance into his mouth, committing his taste and sounds to memory. taking his chin into your hand, you angled his head to allow yourself to dive deeper, taking his tongue completely into your mouth and sucking. the sensation of you gliding erotically around his tongue left Luffy arching into you, nerves fraying beneath his arousal.

you broke away with a loud smack, your crimson cheeks mirroring the harsh flush of Luffy's face and chest beneath you. if you didn't know any better, you would have thought he came right then and there, blissed out and basking in the afterglow. but you knew he was more resilient than that, and there was no way he was leaving without his fill.

your hips continued their bucking and rolling, drifting further and further down to his clothed cock. the metallic button of his shorts laying just below his belly button provided an intoxicating friction against your dripping cunt that sent jolts of arousal up your spine, driving yourself deeper into him. Luffy writhed beneath you as your ass pressed against his length, fully erect and sensitive to your touch.

"f- fuck, [y/n]!" Luffy cried, his hips treacherously rising to meet yours. "let me inside you, please."

you could tell from his stuttering hips and erratic breathing that he was close. too close.

you ceased your grinding at once, hovering teasingly over his twitching cock. the cool ocean breeze that made its way into the room from the porthole blew gently over your hot, sticky cunt. Luffy's groans of protest drowned under the crash of your lips on his, releasing them briefly to moan into his mouth. growing impatient, Luffy's kisses became sloppier and more frantic as he chased his arousal. you could feel his body vibrating beneath your fingertips as you placed your hands against his cheeks, cradling his face to ground him in the moment.

the pathetic whines escaping his lips almost had you giving in to what Luffy wanted, ready to reward him for making it this far under your command.

almost.

your fingers inched closer and closer to the edge of his lips, the swollen skin promising an easy entrance. entirely lost in the taste of you, Luffy didn't seem to notice the shift in your demeanor, continuing his greedy rampage. it wasn't until he could no longer feel your plush lips against his where he faltered, the passion dwindling as confusion slowly took over.

"baby, wh—"

"suck." you instructed, your fingers driving deeper into his mouth. Luffy's lips sealed themselves skeptically around you, his tongue slowly finding a rhythm he liked. saliva garbled and dripped salaciously down your hand as Luffy sucked on your fingers, his dark eyes never leaving yours. you could feel the low rumble of his moaning against your fingers, working his tongue over and through them.

"god, you're so fucking good at that," you cooed, unabashedly showering your boyfriend in praise. "such a good boy, Lu."

"mmph!" Luffy moaned around your fingers, an attempt at voicing his delight.

the dangerous push and pull of his tongue as he took you further into his mouth left you breathless. the sensation of blood rushing to the tips of your fingers slowly became addictive, time lulling with every swallow. Luffy's desire returned tenfold, working his tongue between the webs of your fingers and over the beds of your fingernails. it was the most glorious sight — a strong, resilient man wholly surrendering himself to you, permitting a glance into his most vulnerable state.

it was a long shot, you'll admit, as you weren't exactly sure if Luffy would have been into such a thing. but to see him overcome that final hurdle of obedience is what solidified your need for the man beneath you.

using your free hand, you unclasped the buckle of his shorts, his cock eagerly springing before you. your eyes widened at the sight of his length, hard and leaking with arousal. collecting the last remnants of spit from his mouth, you brought your hand from his mouth to his cock, stroking at a leisurely pace.

a soft groan of pleasure escaped Luffy's mouth as you continued your ministrations, his strong brows furrowing with restraint. his hips began to buck into yours as he chased his climax, brown eyes transforming into a stark white as they rolled to the back of his head.

"you did so good for me, Luffy," you praised, a smirk dancing across your lips as a whine could be heard from below.

"can i touch you now?" Luffy asked, ever impatient while his breathing labored. his eyelids drooped low under the weight of his arousal, his jaw slack against his chest as he kept his eyes on you. Luffy's features were much sharper under the candlelight, the shadows sculpting every dip and crevice that graced his figure. while his muscles became more defined, Luffy's delicate features were highlighted beautifully. from the high points of his cheek bones to the swoop of his button nose, Luffy was just that: beautiful.

you released a sweet chuckle as you nodded your head, "only after i do this."

taking his length more firmly into your grasp, you shifted to line yourself up, teasingly dragging your cunt over the sensitive tip. the hiss of pleasure erupted from Luffy's mouth as he arched into you, his body shuddering as you sunk down onto him. your wet, tight core clenched around his drooling cock, the sensation of feeling so full as you began to rock caused a guttural moan to spill out of you.

"fuck," you drawled, jaw slack as your hips rolled over him. jolts of arousal shot up your spine, causing your thighs to burn and tremble with every touch.

propped up on his elbows, Luffy's dark eyes flickered from your blissed out expression above him, to the sight of his cock sinking further into you. the sinful noise of your slick pooling over the space where you two met filled the room, the sound interrupted by the delicious moans and huffs. Luffy watched as you used him, entirely lost in your own pleasure as you rode him into the mattress, your trembling hands finding their way to kneading your breasts.

you could feel your orgasm building with every thrust, Luffy's twitching cock hitting your spot just right. it was only a matter of time before you came all over him, but you wanted to hold onto this control for a little while longer.

"touch me," you commanded breathlessly, your voice soft enough to be mistaken as a whisper.

but your instruction had not fallen on deaf ears, as a pair of calloused hands made their way to the soft plush of skin that made its home on your waist. the touch was electric, addictive in the way it grounded you in the moment shared. as much fun dominating your captain had been, it was refreshing reverting to that comfortable intimacy you loved so much.

his grip on your waist allowed him to drive further into you, his cock viciously slamming into your cervix as he quickened his pace. propping yourself on his knees, you arched your back obscenely as you threw your head back, screaming into the open air.

"fuck, yes! oh my- right there, Luffy, don't stop!"

"c-cant..." Luffy groaned, his voice drifting as he focused on thrusting into you with everything he has. and now that he was granted permission to touch you — to hold you under his fingertips — he was never going to let you go. "fuck, i gotta— or i'm gonna—"

you brought your head back to stare at the man below you, brows furrowing as you tried to decode what he was babbling about. "what was that, Lu? i can't understaAH—"

the world suddenly spun into a blur around you as your back hit the cozy mattress, the smell of Luffy and sex flooding your senses. you had no time to recover, however, as Luffy threw your legs over his shoulder and continued to plow into you. the sinful sound of skin slapping filled the room, followed by husky moans that fell into the junction where your head met your shoulders. the low grumbles of pleasure melted into your skin as Luffy placed his lips along the column of your neck, gently suckling as he mumbled absentmindedly.

"you're so pretty and— ah— perfect. just for me," he began, his tender words lost under the melody of your arousal.

you could feel his hips stuttering as he approached the crest of his orgasm, his thrusts becoming much more erratic. his fingers traveled from the nape of your neck to card through your hair, grasping a fistful of strands to fuse your bodies together. your thighs tense and tremble as you reached your climax, your vision going white as you clench around him.

just as he had been all night, it didn't take Luffy very long to follow your lead. his hips stalled as he came inside of you, thick ropes of cum coating your walls as he shudders against you. coming down from the euphoria, you feel soft lips gracing the underside of your jaw, planting tender kisses as Luffy sets you down to rest properly on the mattress.

a wave of exhaustion washes over you as you relax into his touch, his presence inside of you gone as he shifts to make you more comfortable. a few silent moments pass before you feel an intense gaze, cracking an eye open to peer at the man looming above you.

any formidable foe who has had the misfortune of being on the receiving end of Monkey D. Luffy's wrath would have cowered at the sight of such a strong presence. but because you occupied a large part of his big, soft heart, there was nothing but pure adoration in his gaze. bringing a gentle hand to your face, Luffy swept the unkempt strands of hair that stuck to your sticky forehead behind your ear.

"hey, [y/n]..."

"yes?"

"would you kill me if i told you i was still hungry?"

so much for romance.

"get out of my face."

og got restricted so thanks for the warm welcome back!

peep the new blog layout isn't it so darling??

[miichiyochin]

bites

[scvrgrl]

I just wanna say I read your fic on ao3 and absolutely fell in love with your writing and the way you wrote sanji is just magical ♡⁠˖

Would you be open to requests for our another blondie Sabo?

omg hi!! thank you so much lmfao i just replied to your comment you are so kind! i have a few more ideas for sanji that im really excited to write so stay tuned for those 😋

of course, i would love to write for sabo someday! i absolutely adore his character so im very open to ideas and suggestions if you have any!