Sorry this took a little longer then I hoped for but it is always a joy to write for you and your lovely OC and your boys <3<3
@childofblackmaria for you!
Roger x OC x Rayleigh
N/SFW
Polyam
Word Count: 3,000
Renge sat perched on the large rock, watching as Roger and Whitebeard were once again butting heads in a display of typical show of who had the bigger balls. Although something about seeing Roger’s muscles flex under his shirt and the wild grin on his face had her fanning herself with a smile on her lips.
Sometimes men fighting for something as foolish as the sake of their ego could pose as great entertainment for her. She knew there was no killing intent between the great and powerful men, simply sparring at this point, two friends who still denied such a title for their relationship battling it out for fun.
She knew Whitebeard was being just as playful as Roger, despite how he would growl out curses and hiss insults as their weapons clashed, the air around them charged with a crackle of raw power, how they dug their heels into the ground, she knew it was all a game.
Men were so silly sometimes.
Adjusting herself on the rock, feeling the sun’s rays on her skin, the tropical island was a welcome stop, she needed the vacation for her soul, the sea was wonderful, and being on the ship having adventures with her lovers and those she had come to see as her family was how she wanted to spend her life, but sometimes a good ol’ island with its trees and grass and freshwater was good for her. Good for the boys too, she thought as she turned her attention away from Roger and Whitebeard to glance at Buggy and Shanks who sat there cheering on Roger to their heart's content.
Then she caught the sight of Whitebeards youngest, the scrawny mouthy bird with the cream puff sprout of hair that Rayleigh had sent flying with a single finger, she smirked when the boy narrowed his eyes and fluffed up his wings, a pout on his face when their eyes met.
This had been the most interesting vacation they’d had in a while.
Rayleigh rested next to her on the rock, leaning against her as he folded his arms and watched the fight, a smile on his handsome face as he watched the two giants fight, he was sure the two were just putting on a show for the cheering crews now.
Not that he minded, seeing Roger fight, and hearing his joyful laugh always made him happy, he leaned down when he saw Renge gesturing for him to lean closer to her. “How long has it been now?” She asked, her eyes never leaving the fight.
“This will be what, three days?” He said with a hum, brows quirked as he realized just how long it had been and surely they were ready to call it a day, to confess there was respect and deep bonds of friendship that had formed during all of this.
“Three days, he could be doing something else in that time.” She said with a sigh but the smile on her lips said she was far from irritated, amused at her lover’s antics instead.
“Or doing someone else right, Kitten?” Rayleigh saw through her comment and she sent him a coy look over her shoulder, batting her lashes.
“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”
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The battle might have been drawn out for three days but the party that came after was amazing, the drinks flowed, and the laughter spilled into the air as the sun sank from the sky. Nighttime blossomed across the world as fireflies took to the sky and mimicked the thousands of stars in the blanket that covered the world.
When everyone should be asleep or resting, the pirates partied. Tankards crashed together as playful jeers and silly jabs floated across the burning campfire between the crews. Renge sat between Roger and Rayleigh as she closed her eyes, enjoying the heat from the fire kissing her face as she listened to everything.
Roger winced when he moved his arm from around her and she opened an eye giving him a scrutinizing look as he tried to hide the wince. Rayleigh clicked his tongue in annoyance and stood up. “He got you worse than you said, come on Roger, there’s nothing manly about getting an infection, let's patch you up,” Rayleigh said clapping his hand on his shoulder.
He groaned at the comment before Rayleigh stood, helping Renge to her feet as they both leaned down and grabbed one of Roger’s hands, pulling him to his feet as he made a fuss, Rayleigh grabbed one of the lanterns and walked from the celebrations.
“I didn’t even get that hurt.” He sighed, dramatic but the smile never left his face.
“Roger, my love, the light of my life, you could be missing an arm and still say that,” She said and rolled her eyes, tail waving behind her, showing she was far from annoyed with him, amusement on her lips and softness in her voice as she stayed by his side when Rayleigh went to get something to fix him up.
“You see right through me don’t you, Kitten?” He smiled, eyes crinkling in fondness as he watched the woman he loved make him sit on a log as she started to unbutton his shirt, her eyes roaming his chest.
“We’re soulmates, all three of us, I know you, idiots, better than you know yourselves,” Renge said, helping him out the shirt, letting it slide off his shoulders, her hand on his chest, feeling the muscles.
“You and Rayleigh are my heart,” Roger held his hand over Renge’s when it lay where his heart was, his hand squeezing hers.
The softness in his voice was something saved only for his partners, in private moments between them, them, and the fireflies that fluttered without a care in the world. She smiled and nodded, it was true, they all completed one another, each breath they took was for one another, the time they spent together etched across their hearts.
She leaned in, placing a kiss on the corner of his mouth eyes full of adoration and love. Both she and Roger looked up when Rayleigh returned with a small medkit. He sat on the other side of Roger and smiled at seeing such a tender moment.
Rayleigh reached his hand out, setting on top of Roger’s a stack of hands, warm and loving as he also leaned in and kissed Roger’s cheek. Renge chuckled at just how big of a grin rested on the man’s face as he basked in the attention he was being given.
“If I get this much love from you both when I’m injured maybe I’ll do it more often!” Roger laughed loudly, throwing his head back as he let his joyous laughter fill the air.
“You better not!” Renge hissed and hit him upside the head. “We aren’t your nurses!” Rayleigh said and hit the other side of his head.
Roger still laughed despite it all and the sound was infectious, both his partners' frowns changed in an instant, replaced with smiles, laughing along with him. “Alright, let's get you patched up big boy,” Renge said as she watched Rayleigh open up the box.
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Washing off the caked-on blood from his skin Renge glanced over at Rayleigh who was dressing one of the harsher cuts across his chest. Their eyes met and smile mirrored as they worked on fixing up their big, dumb, soulmate.
“I wish you’d both thrown on a nurse's outfit, would have made this all the better,” Roger said, causing them both to look up, meeting the cheeky smirk on his face.
How his hand rested on the small of her back, rubbing softly, his other hand trailing down Rayleigh’s side as Roger quirked his eyebrows, both finished up their tasks and wondered what the captain was getting at with that sly comment and glimmer in his beautiful dark eyes.
Truth be told, Roger was feeling a certain way, having the two beautiful people with their feather light touches caressing over his skin, the concentration on their faces, Renge’s pursed lips as she dabbed the cloth against his skin, Rayleigh’s stare from over the rim of his glasses as he fidgeted in place from the roll of bandage tickling him as it skimmed access his skin. Oh, he was feeling a way alright.
Renge was the first to notice when Roger shifted, there was more than an obvious tent in his pants and she looked up at him through lashes now, the point of her sharp teeth poking out as her lips curled into a seductive grin.
“I wonder Ray,” she started as she dropped the cloth into the bowl of water at her side “Think our patient has been good enough for us to give him a treat?” There was a purr in her voice as she placed her hands on his chest, fingers splayed as she felt his skin, the hair that tickled her palms.
Rayleigh could tell they were both working each other up and between the tone in her voice and the look on Roger’s face he was taken, he could never be the voice of reason when there was a familiar twitching in the confines of his pants, the way his member started to awaken at the shared looks, the way Renge licked her bottom lip and the hand of Roger working over his ass that way.
“Maybe so,” Rayleigh said and shot her a look, words weren’t needed past that nod of agreement. Her hands ran down his chest, tracing patterns, delaying their descent where Roger was desperate for their journey to end.
He didn’t break eye contact with her as she worked off the fabric around his waist, casting it to the side, forgotten. She undid his trousers and the delight on her face when his thick cock sprung out, hard and firm and filling up her palm.
“Your injured Roger, you should take it easy but don’t worry, that doesn’t mean I won't make sure you feel good.” She purred, hand wrapping around his cock and pumping it in slow teasing movements.
“Aw come on, Kitten..” He said, a whine in his voice.
The feeling of pride in her chest that she could make someone as powerful as Roger pout at her words, the pleading that tinged the way he spoke. There was only one thing more powerful than a king and it was his queen.
She settled between his legs, licking slowly along his slit, savoring the pearl of precum as she lapped at his tip. Kissing along his shaft as she watched Rayleigh remove his clothes, his own erection proud and on display.
Renge watched as Rayleigh came behind her, gently guiding her onto all fours as she took Roger into her mouth, Roger moaning and reaching out, his hand between her ears, stroking her hair gently, enjoying the soft fur of her fluffy ears as he watched her take as much of his cock as she could.
“Kitten, how do you look so angelic when your lips are wrapped around my cock?” He asked but chuckled, just feeling her tongue traveling up the prominent vein of his thick cock, the musk she could smell was driving her insane, something clicking in her zoan side as she started to bob her head up and down.
Rayleigh was enjoying watching her dedication to taking Roger’s girth, watching the mans expression contort into all manners of blissful pleasure. It was time he rewarded her. He enjoyed how the nice dresses looked on his partner, glad they’d spoiled her at the last island because the dress didn’t just compliment her shape, and show off powerful legs but it was easy to flip up and expose all of her.
He slid down the panties and chuckled deep in his chest as she helped him slide them down her legs, his fingertips brushing the skin, a tickle that had a shiver down her body, a wiggle of her hips in anticipation as she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked Roger’s cock like it all she’d ever wanted.
Roger watched what was happening, enjoying the show as Rayleigh tossed her underwear to the side, she could feel his fingers slipping between wet folds, moaning around the cock in her mouth which caused a chain reaction, Roger grunted and gripped her hair, firm but knowing what her tolerance to a good hair pull was.
“Your so wet, Sweetheart,” Rayleigh called as he spread her lips from behind, seeing how needy she was for him, for them both. Getting off from giving Roger pleasure.
Rayleigh got into position as she pushed herself back, presenting to him, wanting him as much as the man in front of her. There were no playing favorites, there was no jealousy here, not even a prickle that could be seen as Roger and Rayleigh shared a look, a smile as Rayelgih pushed into her waiting heat.
He slid in, her slick and her need obvious as he bottomed out in one thrust, she gripped the grass in her hands, pulling it, muffled moaning as she sped up her actions around Roger’s cock. “I wish I could hear how much he’s going to make you feel good, Love, but wow, this feels great.” He praised her, seeing those beautiful eyes meet his as she purposely dragged her tongue along his cock, his grip in her hair tightened as he sucked in a breath through his teeth.
Rayelgih gripped her hips, guiding her back into every roll of his as he fucked her deep, filling her to the brim with his length. She hoped he would leave marks, little bruises on her skin to show she was his.
Renge pulled away for a moment, moaning into the evening air as she pushed back harder, loving when his skin slapped against hers when he got so deep within her that she was sure she’d forget her own name, forget anything but how he was making her feel.
While she was panting, whispering praises for her lover as her head hung low, her hand around Roger’s member trying to keep her momentum in time with Rayleigh, she felt Roger gently lifting her chin, the smile on his flushed face as his thumb brushed her lower lip.
“Let me see that expression of yours, I want to see how much you're enjoying this.” He said and she nodded, feeling the building of an orgasm, spurred on by the softness in his voice just as much as the firm pounding she was getting.
“I’ll show you how good it is..” She said with a determination in her voice, taking his cock into her mouth once more, a glint in her eye as she speed up, matching the rhythm Rayleigh had set, taking him deeper into her throat.
Roger groaned and threw his head back, the new intensity in her desire to please him was getting too much, he was a man of great stamina but she had a way of making him come undone, turning him into such a mess and he loved her for it.
“Such a good girl.” Rayleigh praised and felt her cunt clench around him at his words.
Renge was close, she could feel it, her knees felt weak as the pleasure grew, crawling up her spine as she tried her best to focus on making the other cum in her mouth, the thought of Roger crying her name just spurred her on.
At this point, it was a test of endurance, who would cum first, who would start off the chain reaction. The warm air clung to sweaty and flushed skin as she closed her eyes and focused on the way her tongue moved in succession to her movements, she wanted to fondle Roger but with how she was being fucked she knew she needed the stability.
Rayleigh was grunting louder now, his sounds mingling with Rogers's curses. How they were both close. That was when Rayleigh played dirty, he reached around and found her engorged clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts, and oh the sounds she made around Roger, her throat convulsing and tightening around his member.
That was it for him, that was his limit, he muttered something under his breath as he held her in place, cumming down her throat with a cry of her name. She swallowed every drop he had to offer her as she slowly reluctantly pulled off of his cock, a breathy moan before she licked him clean.
“Was it that good?” She tried to tease him but the words came out feverishly as her own climax was peeking.
“I want you to cum with him, I want you both to cum for me, can you do that?” He asked, cupping her cheeks and seeing the sinful expression as she nodded.
“Make her cum Rayleigh, I want to see you fill her.” His lustful command was enough to have Rayleigh’s member twitch inside their partner's tight walls.
The low rumbled command from Roger had brought them higher than they’d ever imagined as they came together, climbing the hill and tumbling down together. Roger smirked and looked from one gasping moaning face to the other.
Rayleigh held his hips still as he came deep inside Renge, panting and letting his hands gently move over the curve of her body, feeling her thighs, hips, and lower back as he pulled out, helping her to sit back, holding her against his chest and kissing her gasping face.
Roger moved towards them, how they basked in their afterglow, pulling them into his arms and kissing cheeks, foreheads, and lips as he kept them close. Renge’s head was swimming from how hard she’d cum, feeling so at home in their arms.
“I love you both,” She said with a sigh, going limp in arms that kept her cuddled.
“I love you both too,” Roger said, brushing back the hair that stuck to her face, his hand caressing Rayleigh's cheek.
“Yeah, I love you too,” Rayleigh said, a breathy chuckle.
Finished this last minute for art fight! New & improved Sable ref <3
Soon to be member of a space pirate crew, though they’ve yet to be reintroduced in the CoS reboot. Theyyyyy aaaaare a Nerd who knows maybe a surprising amount about security systems, antique keyed locks, and cyphers. The high-stakes space pirate life is not exactly something they ever expected to be involved in but, y’know, it’s not all bad, they’ve met some pretty interesting people. They have anxiety but they’re pretty easy going and personable and they have multiple best friends including a shapeshifter lady, a deer dragon lady, a tiefling guy, and a lady who is a little robot moth and also the ship’s A.I. ! Sable is simply doing their best, man
