︵︵ imagine nami finding your secret stash of toys and getting so mad because you've been spending all of her money on that shit—and she doesn't even gets to see you!? you are so ungrateful. she gives you all the money you ask for, you get even better treatment than the captain of the crew, and this is how you pay her?
that's why you are not getting out of her room until you go through all of those toys—"one by one, baby"—while she sits back and watches you.
and she's mean about it. she's the one that gets to decide whether you cum or not, the pace of your wrist movements and how much gets inside that pretty pussy of yours. whenever she sees you're getting too excited, she tks and tells you to slow down, earning an annoyed mewl from your pouty lips.
"i know," a side smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth. "but you've been a bad girl, so greedy—hiding all your toys from me," her bottom lip gets caught between her teeth, her eyes admiring how you're soaking her expensive bedsheets with all your juices. "fuck, you're soaking wet."
"ah—i'm wet for you, nami," another mewl from you. you pull your head up, trying to make eye contact with your girlfriend. nami's dark stare meets you and triggers goosebumps all over your body. her whole aura is radiating an insane amount of desire, it's making you feel even more vulnerable than you were at the moment.
it's like her pupils dilated even more after your words. a light rim of colour surrounding the black in her eyes. "for me?" her voice is croaky now, the air caught in her throat.
you nod, desperate, hair moving as your head bobs up and down. your wrist doesn't stop drilling the purple dildo in and out of you. not even for a second. "jus' for you—hmm."
nami fakes a pitiful look, pouting and humming teasingly. "you're trying so hard to be a good girl now, huh?"
(cw: est relationship, proposal, luffy-esque romance, fingering, cunnilingus, sex)
(a/n: this has been sitting in my notes app for ages. plz accept this offering)
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***
You wake with Luffy’s face pressed against yours, his drool pooling over your cheek. You grimace, and shove him off you. He mumbles in his sleep, eyebrows furrowed. “Hm…wha?” He blearily blinks his eyes open, still crusted from sleep.
“You were drooling on me.” You wrinkle your nose, wiping your cheek.
“Sorry,” Luffy mumbles. He shifts, finding a different, more comfortable position to snuggle you in. He slots his hips against your thigh, his arms around your chest and his chin on your shoulder. He subtly grinds into your thigh.
“S’okay,” you sigh. You’re used to this by now.
Whenever Luffy sleeps, he’s always all over you. The poor, touch-starved captain can’t keep his rubbery limbs off you. Literally. He’s always spooling his arms around your waist, tugging you in closer to him. He really likes when his face is smushed against yours. He also burrows his head into your neck, nuzzling your soft skin.
Now, he’s pressing kisses to your temple as he humps your leg.
Luffy often wakes up hot and hard. Usually, he’d just take care of it himself and move on. But now that you’re here, sleeping with him every night, soaking up each other’s body warmth, he seeks out your touch instead.
“Mornin’,” his voice is low, raspy. His skin still softened from sleep. He’s always extra loose and rubbery like this. You smile, that soft, sleepy smile that’s only ever for him. You trace your fingertips down his arm, watching goosebumps rise up. Your ring glints in the morning sunlight, an iridescent pearl set on a simple gold band. The sight of it on your left hand sends shivers through you. You haven’t quite gotten used to it, honestly.
He asked you a month ago.
***
You both were tramping through a jungle, exploring yet another island. You stumbled upon a secluded cave, hidden by jade vines. Luffy grinned his signature grin at you, and dove in.
There, sitting in the middle of the cave, was an old wooden chest. Luffy made swift work of the lock, easily pulling apart the rusted metal.
As soon as he did, an arrow shot from the wall and narrowly missed his head.
“Whoa!” Luffy giggled, ducking with a hand on his straw hat. “It’s booby trapped!”
Another arrow shot out of the opposite wall, and Luffy shoved you out of the way. “Let’s go!” He shouted, grabbing the chest with rubber arms and booking it out of the cave. Fire burst into life behind you.
“Hahaha!!!”
Luffy let out a manic cackle as you both ran away, the chest in tow.
You made it to the beach, panting with your hands on your knees. Life as a pirate was exciting, wasn’t it?
Luffy giggled, and finally opened the chest.
Gold.
The whole thing was brimming with treasure. Sparkles and colors, diamonds and rubies, silver coins and gold crowns.
“Whoooaaa…” You both let out in unison.
You grinned at each other.
“We gotta take what we want before Nami sees this.”
You nodded emphatically, and you both dug into the treasure.
Luffy found an obsidian necklace, which he slung around his neck and puffed out his chest proudly. “How do I look?”
“Amazing,” you laughed, holding up a pair of sapphire earrings for yourself. You put them on, holding back your hair to show them off. “What about me?”
“Beautiful,” Luffy laughed. His gaze turned back to the treasure, and his eyes lit up. “Ooh, look at this!” He crouched down to hold up a pretty pearl ring. He turned it in the light of the setting sun. The ring sparkled in the orange and lavender, a perfect sphere. Luffy turned to you, his cheeks suddenly pink.
“Here,” he handed you the ring, “For you.”
The ocean lapped at the shore behind him, the Sunny not too far away. The sea air ruffled his jet black hair as he looked up at you, kneeling on one leg in the sand. You held out your hand to take the ring.
“Not your hand,” he shook his head, “Your finger.”
Confused, you stuck out your index finger. Luffy made a frustrated sound and grabbed your left wrist. “Not that finger, it’s this one it goes on.” He took your fourth finger and slipped the pearl ring on. “There!” He said, satisfied. He stood up, taking your waist in his hands.
You stared at the ring.
“Luffy…?”
He grinned at you, stroking your skin with his thumbs. “That’s what people do when they’re in love!” He leaned down to kiss the corner of your lips. “And we’re in love,” he murmured against your cheek.
***
So, now you’re in bed together with your soon-to-be husband. Neither of you have decided on a date or anything yet, just enjoying being engaged. But when you do decide to get married, it’s going to be a rager.
“Luffy…,” you mumble as your fiancé kisses your neck, softly (yet insistently) grinding into your thigh. The blankets are nestled around you both, keeping you warm in the cool autumn air.
“Want ya,” he croaks, his voice still rough with sleep.
“You always want me,” you tease, running your fingers through his hair. He huffs a laugh into your neck, before biting the skin there.
“Guilty.”
His hand travels down your side, resting on your hip. “Want me?” His voice is raspy against your neck. You sigh, snuggling into him.
“Always.”
He grins, smooching behind your jaw. “How do you want me?” He whispers, nuzzling his nose into your skin. He kisses there, again.
“Like this,” you hum, turning over onto your side. You slide your underwear off your own legs, leaving your sleep shirt on. Luffy used to sleep in his shorts, but after he realized the denim scratched your skin he started sleeping in boxers.
He’s wearing a red and black pair this morning, and he only bothers pushing them halfway down his thighs. His cock, already hard, nudges your core.
“Are you wet, baby?” He murmurs, nosing into the back of your hair. He drifts his fingers between your legs, catching on your clit. He rubs there, humming into your ear. “Need a lil encouragement, hah?” He pokes at your entrance, running along the edge trying to get your pussy excited.
He kisses your shoulder, biting softly into the skin. He dips his fingertips into your entrance but you hiss. “Hm? Does it not feel good?”
You shake your head, pouting. “Hurts.”
“Mm, I’m sorry, baby,” he whispers, kissing down your arm. “I’ll make it better.”
He scoots down the bed, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. He nestles in between your thighs, smiling happily. He wets his tongue before pressing it flat up against your core. He rubs it back and forth, all warm and caressing. You moan, threading your fingers in his dark hair.
“That good?”
“Mhmm!”
You rock your hips against his face, feeling your muscles relax. Luffy’s tongue plies gasps and moans from you, pleasure rippling through your sleepy body. He pokes the tip inside, and this time it doesn’t hurt.
You sigh, letting your legs fall open wider. Luffy takes the opportunity to plunge his tongue deeper, grinding into the mattress as he eats you out.
“Ready f’me?” He pops off you, your slick coating his lips and chin. You nod, reaching out your hands to pull him closer. He rises over you, pressing his lips to yours in a tart, citrusy kiss.
Luffy’s still rock hard, on his knees as he positions himself between your thighs. He hooks your legs around his waist, and softly presses in.
Luffy has a curved dick, pushing up against your g-spot almost immediately. You let out a keen, eyes squeezed shut. His cock reaches deep into you all the way to the base.
Luffy starts a steady rhythm, fucking you slowly at first.
“Can’t wait to marry ya,” he groans, his strong hands on your waist. He thrusts into you a bit faster, his head tipping back. “Feel so fuckin’ good.”
“Mmm!” You moan, hands curling into the pillow beneath your head. Luffy’s dick always feels so good. It’s hot and hard and just long enough that he fills you up without going too far. He can always stretch it with his rubber powers, and you often indulge, but right now in the morning light and the comfort of your shared bed, he’s perfect just the way he is.
“Love you,” you whimper, reaching your hands out for him. He immediately leans down to melt into your embrace, giving you a sweet kiss. His lips are soft and practiced in their movements against your own. He smooches the corner of your mouth before pressing his cheek to yours. His breath puffs hot beside your ear.
“Love ya, too,” he rasps. He tugs on the lobe with his teeth, his hips slamming hard and slow into you. The clap…clap…clap echoes in the cabin, and you can feel your wetness slide down your thighs. Luffy always fucks you so good.
“Faster, baby,” you moan in his ear. Luffy groans in response, letting go of your earlobe so he can focus on fucking you. His pace increases, his cock pummeling into your pussy, massaging your walls and filling you up so tight.
Luffy makes love to you in bursts of energy: one moment fast and hard, the next slow and languid as he kisses you. He nuzzles your nose as he gently thrusts into you.
“Love you so much,” he mumbles, cheeks red with heat, “Gonna cum inside, okay?” His voice is strained and raspy, his hips speeding up for one, two more beats before his body stills completely.
“Ahh…,” he drops his head to your shoulder, shuddering as he fills you up. His cum pours hot inside you, hitting a spot that makes you cum all over again. You’re both panting and flushed, arms around each other.
“Let’s get married tomorrow,” he rasps, melting into you completely. You try to breathe under his body weight.
“What, on the ship?”
“Yeah!” Luffy lifts up on his elbows, beaming. “Sanji just got a bunch of supplies, we can have a feast!”
“B-but, I don’t have a dress!”
Luffy furrows his brows, “Do you need one?”
You puff your cheeks out, “I would like one…”
Luffy hums, then pecks your cheek. “Okay, we’ll get you a dress. Then we’ll get married. As soon as possible.” He nods once as if that settles it.
You smile despite yourself, and bring him in for another kiss. “Sounds good to me, pirate king.”
⊹ ۫ . Boyfriend Luffy who’s completely obsessed with the feeling of your tongue against his. He can never settle for just one kiss. No matter how sweet or innocent the moment is, the second your lips touch his, he makes it his mission to turn it into a full-on makeout. His tongue pushes past your lips, curling around yours with eager, wet strokes that leave you breathless.
But don’t be surprised when he suddenly pulls you down onto his lap. His strong hands grip your hips, yanking you close until you feel the hard, throbbing line of his boner pressing insistently against your clothed cunt.
⊹ ۫ . Boyfriend Luffy loves playing with your boobs whenever he feels needy. The problem (which isn’t really a problem at all) is that he’s always needy.
You could be in the middle of a random island, exploring, laughing, and acting completely normal. Then, in the next second, he’s behind you. His warm chest presses against your back as his hands sneak under your shirt, tugging the fabric up with impatient fingers.
“Let me see ’em, pleaseee…” he murmurs against your neck, voice so desperate and whiny that it sends shivers down your spine. He sounds like he might actually die if you say no. How could you possibly deny him?
⊹ ۫ . Boyfriend Luffy hates it when you wear revealing clothes when you go out. He knows he can’t control himself around you when you look that pretty. Just one glance at your cleavage or the way your skirt rides up and his cock gets rock-hard in his shorts, twitching visibly with every step you take.
He tries to behave, but the best he ever gets is a frantic, through-the-clothes teasing session in the bathroom of whatever establishment you’re in. You drop to your knees and stroke him, licking and sucking at the head until your saliva mixes with his leaking pre-cum, soaking the front of his boxers until they’re dark and sticky. He wants to cum so badly — hips bucking, whiny moans slipping out — but you always stop just before he can finish, tucking him back in with a teasing smile.
Now he’s forced to walk out with wet boxers clinging uncomfortably to his skin, a massive erection still straining against the fabric, and the impossible task of facing his friends without anyone noticing how painfully hard he is.
⊹ ۫ . Boyfriend Luffy isn’t used to having erotic dreams. So when he has his first one about you, it wrecks him.
That’s how you find him in one morning, face buried in his pillow, hips desperately humping the mattress like a needy pup. Soft, broken whimpers spill from his lips as he chases the pleasure you gave him in the dream. His cock drags against the sheets, leaving a wet spot beneath him while he grinds frantically, chasing a release he can’t quite reach (not without your help).
⊹ ۫ . Boyfriend Luffy who even when is buried deep inside your pussy, he can’t keep his mouth and hands off your boobs. They fit so perfectly between his lips that he genuinely believes this is what they were made for.
He’s thrusting into you, stretching you open with every roll of his hips, but his face is smushed happily between your breasts. He sucks on one nipple, moaning around your soft flesh. For a blissful moment he forgets he’s even fucking you, completely lost in the warm, perfect taste of your chest.
Then his eyes darken with realization. He pulls back just enough to flash you that wild, sunny grin, lips shiny with spit. “Sorry… got distracted.”
Before you can respond, he starts fucking you properly, pounding into you until your eyes roll back and your mind goes blank. He makes up for his distraction by fucking you absolutely dumb, all while his hand still play with your breasts.
Hey guys!! Just a little treat because I don’t know how long I’ll take the finish Luffy’s fanfic. Divider credits for @uzmacchiato.
Hey guys! I had so many ideas for future fanfics that I don’t know what to focus on, I’ve been more excited about these two (Luffy one is a request btw), so I decided to give you guys a chance to help me decide in which one should I focus on finishing. Also, other warnings may be added later.
Sinopse : Luffy losing his virginity to you. Unfortunately he doesn’t last very long but you don’t care, right?
visuals.
Warnings : smut, virginity loss (virgin Luffy), overstimulation(m), creampie, premature ejaculation, multiple orgasms(m), female reader (F/M), established relationship, gentle sex turning rougher, dacryphylia, Luffy is whiny, riding, short one shot.
Ever since your relationship with Luffy began to develop, you knew you had to take things slowly. Luffy had never been romantically involved with anyone before, and being his first came with the responsibility of setting the right standards.
The most important standard was sex. Luffy was incredibly eager to take things further with you. He would often make small, casual comments about being ready for the next step, flashing that carefree smile of his as if the thought alone wasn’t enough to make your heart race with nervous excitement — far more than when you had lost your own virginity.
So when you finally decided the time was right for the two of you to have sex, Luffy was overjoyed.
Now, you were on top of him, his cock buried deep inside you.
“D-Don’t move yet… Please…” he muttered, his voice cracking as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to adjust to the overwhelming new pleasure. Luffy’s hands gripped your hips firmly, holding you completely still while he familiarized himself with the sensation.
Your boyfriend had always been the prettiest person in your eyes, no matter the moment, but you could swear he had never looked more beautiful than right now. His cheeks were flushed a deep red, sweat making his dark hair stick to his forehead. His lips were parted slightly, ragged breaths escaping between them. The marks and hickeys you had left on his neck stood out beautifully against his skin — your marks.
You knew he had started getting used to the feeling when his grip on your hips began to weaken. Taking that as your sign, you slowly dragged your hips upward, then sank back down onto him in one smooth motion.
His hands immediately tightened on your hips again as a needy whine slipped from his lips. You couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the sight. You had never seen your confident captain look so vulnerable before.
Leaning down, you captured his lips in a soothing kiss. “You okay?” you asked sweetly, though a wicked little smile played on your face as you pulled back just enough to see his expression.
He nodded, that familiar boyish grin tugging at his lips despite everything. “M’gonna start moving now, okay?” you whispered.
He closed his eyes and nodded again.
You lifted your weight and began rolling your hips slowly at first, sliding up and down his length with careful, deliberate movements. It was difficult to keep the slow pace when you felt so desperately horny, but you tried. Still, the ache between your legs soon won out, and you gradually sped up.
“Oh— Fuck!” you moaned, planting your hands firmly on his chest for balance. Your gummy walls clenched tightly around his aching cock as Luffy whimpered beneath you from the increased pace.
“Stop— Ngh… I think I’m gonna cum soon if you keep up…” he cried out, his voice strained. He tried to steady your hips again, but his strength faltered.
“You want me to slow down?” you asked gently, though the mocking edge in your tone was unmistakable.
Instead of slowing, you let out a soft giggle and moved even faster, riding him with more urgency. “No… You’re— Ngh! You’re not slowing down…” he whined, squirming helplessly underneath you.
“I am!” you lied playfully, feeling his fingers dig almost painfully into your hips as you chased your own high. “Please… gonna cum…” His voice cracked beautifully, his hips starting to buck up instinctively to meet your rhythm.
Your cunt fluttered around him, his raw desperation only turning you on more. He moaned pathetically loud, twitching hard inside you one last time before thick spurts of cum flooded your pussy.
That didn’t stop you.
It was your duty to teach your clueless boyfriend about sex, after all — and he needed to learn that the girl had to finish too.
You kept riding him through his orgasm, your movements relentless. His voice climbed higher in pitch as the overstimulation hit him. “No— can’t—” he mumbled, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes.
“I’m sure you can, Captain,” you replied breathlessly, tilting your head back in pleasure as you chased your own release. “You’re doing so good for me… Fuck—”
The heat in your stomach built rapidly. Watching your beautiful boyfriend cry out from the overwhelming pleasure only pushed you closer to the edge.
“Haah! ‘M cumming—!”
With a sudden, desperate move, Luffy pulled you down into a tight hug, burying himself as deep as possible while he spilled inside you once more. At the same moment, your own orgasm crashed over you, your walls pulsing around him as you came together.
You both collapsed back onto the bed, breathless. Luffy’s face was completely flushed, a few pretty tears still slipping down his cheeks. “You were so good, Captain,” you whispered tenderly, kissing him gently while one hand cupped his cheek.
He just smiled softly, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, clearly exhausted but content.
You could bet this had been a very memorable first time.
Hey guys! First of all, sorry for any grammatical errors and the short fic, english isn’t my first language and i’m a flawed human S/2. Second of all, divider credits to @uzmacchiato !!
