#buggy drabble

[hey-august]

Warnings: → MDNI ← NC17

“it’s too big” your drooling face is pressed against the mattress, while buggy tries to slide his engorged cock into you.

three of his fingers weren’t enough to prepare you for his obscene girth. you feel helpless wrapped around his cock so tightly. as much as your body tries to squeeze around the intrusion, there’s no give.

“relax,” buggy hisses, tightening his hold on your hips. you can’t.

“it’s too big,” you choke out again.

“then i’ll push harder” buggy presses you deeper into the bed, pushing past the resistance in your body and letting the rest of his length slam in your needy hole.

[operationroots]

Imagine giving Buggy a kiss and when his nose squishes against your cheek, it honks 🔴

He gets all mad about it because he thinks his nose ruined the mood, but it just serves as a reminder of what you love about him in the first place ❤️

[embodyingchaos]

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sanji(one piece live action) plain sight genre: la!sanji x fem!oc. best friends to lovers! slow burn! warnings: assault, violence, mutual pining, cursing, very bad editing synopsis: as if being best friends and in love with a blonde-haired, charming chef wasn't hectic enough, now she had to embark on a journey with him and a crew to find the treasure called one piece. hopefully along this journey, a few drunken confessions and longing gazes will make all this effort worth it. buggy the clown(one piece live action) stay still genre: opla!buggy the clown x fem!bsf!fwb!reader. drabble, fluff, best friends with benefits au. warnings: cursing, implications of sexy times, boobies, buggy being buggy synopsis: buggy's best friend with benefits does his make-up. more coming soon!

[hey-august]

Warnings: → MDNI ← NC17

lying back on rumpled sheets with the captain between your legs, your eyes flutter as you twitch on buggy's fat cock. your shaky hand brushes a lock of cerulean hair behind his ear and pulls his gaze to match yours.

“i want you to see me when i cum on your cock”

buggy nods obediently, his green eyes transfixed on you. angling his thrusts towards your sweet spot, he is quickly rewarded by your climax clenching his throbbing cock. 

he watches your eyes roll back and mouth fall open. your dumb slack-jawed face begging for him to shove his fingers in your slutty mouth, which he does. you whine and drool as buggy fucks past your orgasm and into his own. pulling his cock out of your tender hole, he uses his wet fingers to push the leaking cum back inside.

“now i want to watch you cum on my hand”

[hey-august]

Warnings: → MDNI ← NC17

after swallowing buggy's heavy load, you look at him excitedly. you just finished sucking him off at least once a day for the last month and now it was your turn.

buggy took advantage of the agreement, diving between your legs whenever he desired. licking and sucking for hours, your soft thighs squeezing his head, fingers raking though his hair, his name pouring from your mouth. after making you cum countless times, he crawls up, face covered in spit and sex, and kisses you deeply.

he wants you to know how fucking delicious you are to him.

[hey-august]

your eyes linger on buggy’s painted lips as he barks commands at the crew. he fails at ignoring your attention through confused glances. why are you so close? and what are you staring at? your gaze flits between his green pools and red lips, definitely bypassing the feature he doesn’t want reflected in your eyes.

he brings up a hand to touch his face. you reach out and stop him. the red face paint would stain his gloves. he should know better. a scowl betrays his misunderstanding. you lick the tip of your thumb and swipe the bottom of his painted smile. a breath catches in buggy’s throat.

“you painted outside of the lines, captain”

[hey-august]

buggy fell asleep in his captain’s chair again. you’re not sure how this keeps happening. it doesn’t look comfortable. one leg is hooked over the arm of the chair. the other stretched out on the floor. a fist props up his head, tilting it against the back of the chair.

his lashes flutter but he doesn’t open his eyes. he must be dreaming. a twitch in his dangling foot. then the gloved hand draped across his body. small movements that couldn’t be contained by his slumber.

it’s no use trying to wake buggy and you definitely can’t carry him. his heavy breathing is comforting, though. you sit on the ground and lean against the side of the chair to rest your eyes. just for a moment.

when buggy wakes up, he sees that you fell asleep on the floor again. it doesn’t look comfortable. he scoops you up, careful not to disrupt your dreaming. you’d sleep better in bed.

[hey-august]

buggy’s fingers trail across your skin. his touch is blazing. it’s almost painful.

“look at me”

you can’t. your head is heavy. your eyes are tired. teary. you’re afraid.

“please,” he whispers.

so you do. you lose yourself in his green eyes. they shine like the stars in the sky. they’re deep like the ocean below. you feel insignificant in comparison. small. empty. lost in currents of concern and love that you don’t deserve. 

but his words fill you. they give light, illuminating the dark that confined you.

“you’re wonderful, just the way you are.”

he tells you that you deserve the world and he’ll give it to you on a silver platter. anything for his treasure.