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I found “The Girl & Her Devils” through the excerpt you posted here and I binged it in a day. And then I liked it so much I reread it again. I love how the story plays out. Perfect mix of humor/action/romance. I also really enjoy the way you write a poly relationship. Amazing *chefs kiss* 🤩
Thank you so much!! I'm so glad that you enjoyed my work enough to read it twice! 🥰🥰 It's actually my first time writing a poly relationship, so I'm happy that I'm writing it well ☺️ I do have an end on sight for the story, and I'll be posting the next chapter fairly soon!
A/N: this is an excerpt from my multi-chapter fic 'The Girl & Her Devil' on AO3. pairing is Eustass Kid x Fem!Reader x Killer. modern AU setting.
“Where’s yer liquor at? I’m over beer,” Kid complained. He helped himself to rifling through your cabinets while you found yourself preoccupied with Killer.
The blonde’s hands were wandering, slipping underneath your shirt and pressing against your skin. His lips were cold from the night air still, and you sighed as they found pleasure in kissing your pulse. Killer held you close, his broad chest eclipsing the width of your back. You could feel yourself flush with excitement, and you leaned into him even more.
Kid found the liquor cabinet and decided he was in the mood for some whiskey. Forgoing a glass, he took a drink straight from the bottle. Had you not been more absorbed with Killer’s affection, you might have scolded Kid for that.
He turned to face both of you and found himself pleased to see Killer taking such initiative with you. “Oh, is that what we’re doin’ now?”
Killer hummed, teeth sinking into your neck for but a moment, the lengths of his fingers slipping past the waistband of your pajama pants. The intimate warmth of your body was exhilarating, and he was eager to devour it whole. He pushed your pants and panties down, watching through blonde lashes as they pooled around your feet. Your shirt was discarded just as quickly.
The thrill of Killer’s arms wrapping around you was unreal. You felt the strength of them despite how he cradled you like a delicate dove. Hard muscle resided under tan skin, and you knew that he could break you in two if he really wanted to.
Kid eyed you appreciatively, always excited to see you naked. He’d never tire of it. His cock pulsed behind his jeans, and as much as he wanted to fuck you tonight, he liked the idea of letting Killer have you instead. Kid would be watching, of course.
You watched as Kid approached you, eyes heavy with desire. He reached for your bare breast, calloused fingertips pinching your sensitive nipple until it hardened. You let out a soft whimper, your chest arching and your hips pressing back against Killer. Kid smiled, and Killer let out an appreciative groan from the friction.
"How do you feel about giving me a show, princess?"
Before you could answer, Killer lifted into his arms, carrying you into your living room like he was carrying his darling bride. He set you down, Kid giving your ass a slap as he moved by you. Your mind was filled with questions, wondering what they intended on doing with you. What kind of 'show' was Kid wanting? Clearly it wasn't a striptease - you were already naked.
Kid collapsed down into your couch, bottle in hand and his knees spread wide. He eyed you hungrily, the image of Killer moving one of your chairs across the room a blur.
Once Killer positioned the chair just right, he made quick work of his own clothes. His mind was filled with a certain kind of haze, lustful and dark. His cock was hard and heavy in his hand, and for a moment he thought about just bending you over into Kid's lap and fucking you like that. But Kid wanted a show, and he was going to give one.
Large, calloused hands lifted you by the waist, and you could feel Killer's heartbeat against your back. The room was dark, silver lines of light trying to make their way past the curtains of your windows. Maybe it was blind luck, but some of those rays of light lay across you enough to see the beauty of your face and erotic image of Killer's cock lining itself up along your pussy. Either way, Kid was more than pleased.
Killer's hands moved to the backs of your thighs once he situated you on his lap and reclined himself into your chair. He held you open, legs wide and limp in the air. Your heartbeat quickened, eyes heavy with lust. You should have felt shy being so exposed like this, but this wasn't the first time you were in a situation like this where one of these men fucked you and the other watched. Maybe what worried you more was how much you were coming to enjoy it.
Across from you, Kid watched with anticipation. He watched the way your glistening pussy was eased down onto Killer's cock, sheathing it in a tight and intimate haven. His own cock twitched and throbbed in his pants, memories of how fucking good that first thrust inside of you always feels. He took a sip of whiskey, licking his lips slowly after swallowing. The alcohol warmed his throat, flooding into his veins. There was a kind of high being pulsed through him, sending him off somewhere into the atmosphere. Kid's amber eyes held a kind of heat and desire that was almost palpable. It radiated off of him like a rolling bonfire.
"Yeah," he slurred, voice deep and hungry. "Take that cock, baby girl. That's it. So fucking sexy."
Your face flushed at his praise. Killer's lips found your shoulder as he lifted you up and down the length of his cock. The thickness of him was sublime, the way the curve of his head pushed and pulled against your most sensitive places. Your breath quickened and moans fell from your lips with mindless ease. Whatever had you tethered to the earth was coming loose as your body became consumed with pleasure. Your hands laid idle, but you were to give Kid a show, remember?
One hand held your breast, teasing and pinching at your nipple while the other chased circles around your clit. Your head rolled back onto Killer's shoulder, the taught cords of muscle beneath his skin a pillow. He gazed at you through blonde lashes, eyes deep and dark.
"So beautiful," he purred. "Rub that pretty clit. Yeah, that's it. God, you're so fucking tight."
Your moans grew in octaves as Killer switched his pace. He held you still, and instead began to thrust upwards into you. Sinfully wet sounds harmonized with your moans as his cock fucked itself into your pussy. Your breasts bounced, and whatever rhythm you had with rubbing your clit was thrown off as you were helplessly fucked at Killer's tempo.
Kid was pleased at the change of pace, eagerly leaving forward in his seat. His grin was devilish, dark lips pulled thin to show the flash of his canines. He praised you for taking it so well, encouraging you to cum on his best friend's cock.
"That's it, baby," Kid praised. "Look at you. So pretty on top of that cock. Your pussy looks so good and so wet. How's it feel? Tell me."
You were lost, mind floating elsewhere. You were brought to attention only when Killer nudged your head up with his shoulder.
"W-Wha -? " You could hardly form the word, your voice hitching as Killer pounded against your cervix.
"Tell him how good my cock feels," Killer panted.
You obeyed and sang his praises. "It's so fucking good," you moaned. "I-I wanna - oh, fuck - I wanna cum on it - !"
Killer slowed his pace, hands pulling you down to bottom out of his cock. "Show us how bad you want it, then."
You whimpered at the loss of intensity, but you did your best to adjust. You rolled your hips, popping and grinding your pussy against his cock as best as you could. His large hands still held your legs apart, the stress of it making a dull ache form in your hip joints. Your fingers still played with your clit, and you could feel the pulse and ache of your orgasm coming closer and closer. You wanted it - you needed it.
There was a sudden screech as the table that sat between you and Kid was shoved out of the way, the wooden legs dragging against the floor. You watched with bated breath as Kid knelt before you, still impossibly tall even while on his knees.
He slapped your hand away, his eyes meeting yours briefly before he dived down towards your pussy. You moaned, head rolling back again as the heat of Kid's tongue washed over you. You shivered as his tongue lapped at your clit, hips stilling to let him devour you.
Kid took your clit between his teeth, the little bud pulsing against the tip of his tongue. He growled and released it, spitting a wet and sticky glob of spit onto your fucked out pussy. He watched as it dripped from your clit to the bit of Killer's shaft that wasn't completely buried inside of your pussy. With another primal growl, he dove down again to lick it back up.
You squealed at the mix of sensations and nearly cried once Killer began to thrust into you again. His breath was hot against your neck and you could feel the slick sweat that was trapped between your back and his chest. It made everything feel slippery, and his fingertips pressed into your thighs even further to hold you steady. His eyes squeezed shut, mind focused on the tight squeeze of your heavenly pussy and the occasional feeling of Kid's tongue against his shaft. Fuck, he needed to cum. His balls felt tight and heavy, just aching to release. Digging his heels into the floor to ground himself, he flexed the muscles of his calves and thighs and used it as leverage to fuck into you even harder.
You were a mess. It was all too much and yet you couldn't help but to desire more. Kid tongued your clit, lips wrapping around it to suck on it and pull you even further to the edge. Your body was going rigid, wave after wave of pleasure shocking you to the core with its intensity. You were seeing stars, but with all of your might you focused on a single one and chased it. You followed after its burning light, breaths heavy and your skin hot. The rest of the world fell away, your senses deepening to unfathomable depths as you found yourself consumed with white, hot pleasure.
Your orgasm was strong, your pussy clenching and contracting around his cock with such force that Killer couldn't find purchase within you. But he persisted, eager to have his own release send him into oblivion. He barely registered Kid's praise and encouragement, the sound of his beating blood drowning everything out around him. Killer squeezed you, his heart thumping against his ribs. He drank deep of his remaining stamina and gave it everything he could give.
Finally, he trembled against you, the tension in his body snapping as he finally came. He held you tight, body shuddering against you as each pulse racked through his body. There was so much cum that he could feel the pressure of it push back again his cock. It wanted out, and his cock was the plug keeping it in. But as his organs subsided and his cock began to soften, Killer could feel it began to leak out. It would run down his shaft, over his balls and onto his thighs. It would be messy, but he didn't care.
Carefully, you were lifted just enough for Killer's half-hard cock to slip from your pussy. Kid viewed the image before him with great indulgence, his hand reaching out to spread your labia with his thumb.
"Fucking gorgeous," he said, watching with admiration the way all of that cum with dripping from your fucked out little hole.
Your legs shook as Killer released them, falling limply and awkwardly down. Your breath was still ragged, but it had begun to slow as you came down from your high. Your mind remained blank, however.
The room was silent, and the rays of silver that once lay across you had now passed. The stench of sex, alcohol and sweat hung in the air like miasma. For a long while, the three of you remained still in that darkness.
It was Killer who broke the silence first.
"Let's get cleaned up and then get you to bed, okay?"
I might have seen fanart of Kid with side braids and with your ff "The Girl & her Devils" going wild at the moment, I couldn't help but write a fanfiction in honor of your fanfiction.
Happens between chapter 36 and 38.
So yeah, I wanted to ask if you would like to read it?
And if I can reference your fanfiction on AO3 as inspiration?
I can't put links into the ask box, but it's online on my AO3 under "A Fish Braid for the Flame".
I wish you a wonderful week <3
~snow
ohmyfuckinggawd YES!! ❤️❤️❤️ This is so sweet and wonderful and I could CRY 😭😭😭 I'm going to read it and HYPE it up!! Do you mind if I link your ff on my Tumblr and on AO3?? I adore you omg 😭😭😭
OH MY GOSH HI!! I just read your new chapter of the girl & her devils...I am floored I AM SHOCKED. I am destroyed.
I definitely wasn't expecting that and I'm super interested to see where you take it, I really love the work.
That's all I hope you have a lovely day and thank you for writing such a interesting story :]
Ohmygosh thank you!! ❤️❤️ You're an angel. I'm thrilled that you're enjoying the story so far. ❤️❤️ I have the next few chapters planned out, so be ready for some angsty updates! 😈😈
Omg! Someone that writes Zhao x F reader fics 🙊 are you taking requests for fics at this time? If so, I'd love to send a few ideas and see which one you'd potentially write ✍️
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yesss bb i love me some Zhao x Reader 💕💕 i will write for any Yakuza character, too 💕💕 and yes, i am taking requests, although my schedule is incredibly busy at the moment. i haven't had much time to write lately, but if you don't mind the wait, please feel free to submit all the ideas that you would like my darling 💕💕
Hi! I loved your state of mind fic! Will there be a part 2? 👀
what if i told you...that there most definitely will be a part 2...? eventually, anyways 🙃 i gotta find time to write it first lol i have a rough idea on how i'm gonna write it, at least 🙃
Warnings: smut. language. threesome (kind of...?). voyeurism. killer watching you get fucked, lol. modern au. follows SBS canon where Oda said that Kid and Killer would be from Scotland irl.
A/N: this is an excerpt from Ch. 24 of my multi-chapter fic 'The Girl & Her Devils' on AO3. the pairing is Eustass Kid x fem!Reader x Killer. modern AU setting.
"Mm, good girl, staying in bed like I told you to. You even got naked for me."
Kid stripped himself of his shirt and pants, erect cock straining against his boxer briefs.
You bit you're lip, hands covering your breasts and thighs pressed together. Either you were trying to hide yourself him, or you were posing on purpose. He didn't know and he didn't care. You looked perfect, and Kid wanted to "ruin it" in his own special way.
He approached the end of the bed, hand grabbing your ankle and yanking down to the very edge. You squealed but couldn't help but smile up at him. Kid was definitely eager to pick up where he left off. He gripped your thigh and pushed your leg back, and you helped him by holding your opposite leg back, too. You were spread open for him, and he drank in the sight of you. The acrid scent of sex and sweat was already in the air, and he breathed it in deeply.
It was then that you noticed Killer in the doorway. He was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed and observing. You never knew how deeply you could be excited by someone watching this kind of thing, but you felt like it had something more to do with it being Killer versus just anyone watching.
He smirked at you and asked how you were, as if he couldn't tell. "Enjoying yourself, [Name]?"
You nodded, a moan erupting from you chest as Kid shoved his fingers back into you. It caught you by surprise, your pussy squeezing around his digits tightly. He set a even yet rough pace of finger fucking you, enjoying the fact that there was enough light in the room now to see every detail of your body.
Killer approached you, and the mattress sunk lower as he sat down by your head. His fingers slipped beneath your neck, and he told you to lift up. You complied, and he moved forward a bit and laid your head back down in his lap. He looked down at you, eyes heavy with lust and arousal. His thumb ghosted over your lips, and you parted them on instinct. You moaned a little sharper now, back arching up from the bed as Kid curled his fingers into that sweet spot in your pussy. Killer smiled.
"I think you found the right spot," Killer mused.
Kid grinned, canines catching the early morning light. He relentlessly fucked into that spot, watching as you squirmed and moaned desperately.
Killer smoothed the hair out of your face, his other hand caressing down from you neck to your breast. He thumbed and pinched your nipple, admiring the way it hardening at his touch. "Are you ready for more?"
He was speaking to you, but you couldn't bring yourself to answer. Your senses were overloaded and your mind was going blank. The way Kid was working your pussy - his thumb now toying with your clit - and the combination of Killer simply watching you get fucked and caressing you was setting your body on fire. Pleasure, excitement, vulnerability and a wicked sense of confidence was burning within you. It all mixed together and you couldn't help but feel high from it all.
Kid withdrew is fingers, and you whined pathetically at the absence of his touch. He stripped himself of his underwear and you marveled at the sight of his cock. The base was impossibly thick and it tapered off up his long shaft until it gave way to the swollen and defined head. A dark vein pulsed along the underside of his cock, and your mouth watered with the curiosity to taste it.
He moaned as he fucked himself into his palm for a moment, before lining himself up your sweet, wet hole. He looked at you, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Ready for this, princess?"
Killer's eyes were fixed on the scene before him. His vision was hazy, brimming with unfocused lust an desire. He watched with perverse satisfaction as Kid pushed his cock into you. The way your pussy opened up for him was exquisite, and the way you purred as it filled you was nothing short of divine. Killer praised you, practically worshipping you for how well you took Kid's cock.
Kid was losing his mind, a sharp shiver shaking his body. "Fuck," he groaned. "So fucking tight. " Your silky walls fluttered around him, coaxing him further in. He wouldn't be able to hold back. Not when you felt this goddamn perfect.
His hips rocked forward, the tip of his cock rubbing against your cervix before he pulled back. When he was almost completely out of your pussy, he snapped his hips forward again. He groaned and repeated this slow pace a little longer. You moaned beneath him, body flushed with heat, and Kid marveled at the way your breasts bounced with each thrust. Killer was caught between watching the way Kid's cock fucked you and the look of bliss on your face.
" Breagha," he said. [1] He hand continued to caress you, squeezing you breasts every now and again. He didn't voice it, but he was eager for Kid to pick up the pace. He wanted to see you get fucked out of your mind.
Kid complied to the unspoken wish, and he began fucking you at a rapid and deep pace. His fingertips pressed deeply into your skin, the lpain of it making you gasp. He drilled his cock into you, the wet squelch of it obscene and erotic. Your lower lips wrapped around him so fucking good, and he loved the way you looked right now in general. It was perfection, and his cock ached for more.
"Tha thu bòidheach," Kid moaned. [2] His eyes were smoldering, and he pressed your leg back even further. The force of it started to curl your hips back towards your chest, and you almost hated how erotic it was so practically see yourself getting fucked in the position. You could see his cock fucking you wide open, shaft glistening with your slick as he pulled out. The sight of it made your clit ache, and you reached down to rub it. You rubbed quick circles around it, moaning and mewling in absolute pleasure.
Killer was in his own state of bliss as well. It was all so perfect. He loved the rough way Kid was fucking you, he loved the way you were taking it like such a pretty girl. He almost regretted not properly joining, but he didn't have time to really ponder that feeling. Your body was tensing underneath him, your eyes squeezed shut as you desperately brought yourself closer to cumming. Kid must have noticed how close you were because he picked up his pace, the slick sound of your bodies pounding together becoming louder and more aggressive.
"Cum for us baby girl," Killer encouraged. "You can do it. Yeah, that's it."
Your cheeks flushed at his praise, and the lewdness of it was enough to finally tip you over the edge. You cried out as you climaxed, your pussy squeezing and clenching around Kid's cock. You rode out the high of your orgasm, body going lax in post-orgasmic bliss. At this point, Kid was using you like a ragdoll.
Killer smoothed out your hair and praised you some more, and Kid reached a new depth of pleasure at how your walls became so soft and wet around him. You were still so impossibly tight, but fucking a pussy that just had an orgasm was indescribable. You were tender now, almost gummy. And so fucking wet.
Kid groaned and his pace became erratic. He was going to cum -
The positively animalistic and primal growl that erupted from Kid was god-like. You watched through your lashes as his chest heaved with each labored breath, hot ropes of cum filling you up and overflowing. He let out one final moan, yet another shiver rippling through him at the last pulse of his cock, and he pulled his softening cock out of you. He collapsed next to you, body drenched in sweat. Heat radiated off of him, and you but your lip to hide a smile and how content he looked.
You looked up at Killer, and your heart swelled at how he almost looked proud of you. That was the only way that you could describe it, really. He smiled at you and cupped your cheek.
