i forgot how much i adore roy (alan🤧) he’s my fav pirate ❤️

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i forgot how much i adore roy (alan🤧) he’s my fav pirate ❤️
Roy you are so bad 😂😂..Shin and Roy are just perfect, I love my 2 favorite pirates so much 🥰
I’m the captain now (Roy) (NSFW)
Fandom: Pirates in Love (Love 365)
Pairing: Roy x Reader
Warning: Female Dom, sex 18+
Note: this is for @iluvsexyvoltageguys she is Roy’s girl, and I hope this was a sexy mix of sex and laughter~
You heard singing in the washroom, that’s what first alerted you to the fact that Roy was in the bathroom. You leaned against the door and listened to your beloved as he sang his heart out.
The King and his men
stole the Queen from her bed
and bound her in her bones
the seas be ours and by the powers
where we will we'll roam
Yo ho, all hands
Hoist the colors high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die
The captain never sang, he was a dork, klutz and a pervert and talented with his hands but he was always a bit shy when it came to singing. You smiled when he sang, the first time you heard it you cheered loudly, sending your beloved into a blushing mess.
He was truly a sweet man, if not a bit sensitive.
You knocked on the door, “Roy?” you called out, his singing immediately stopped.
“_____?” he called out from behind the door. “You heard that… didn’t you?” he asked, his voice small.
You felt your heart clench, oh he was so sweet.
You knew this song thankfully and you continued the verse.
Now some have died
and some are alive
and others sail on sea
with the keys to the cage
and the Devil to pay
we lay to Fiddler's Green.
Yo ho, haul together
Hoist the colours high
Heave ho, thieves and beggars
Never shall we die
You wondered if Roy was gonna be shy and hide away from you, his bravado only went so far.
You heard the slosh of the water and you knew Roy was leaving the tub, God you loved it when he was fresh from the tub. His black hair sticking to his lean face, and you got to see his toned chest.
The door slowly opened and you looked up to see your blushing husband wearing nothing but a loose towel covered his jewels, “You heard that, didn’t you?” he asked. The room was hot and humid and the smell of lavender greeted your nose.
You smiled at him, he became flustered at your positive reaction, “W-What?” he asked.
“I love it when you sing” you commented, getting on your tip toes you kissed him on the lips. He gasped when you nibbled in his lip. Immediately he gripped your hips. “I love it” you kissed him again, pushing him further into the room, “When you’re fresh from the bath.” You kissed him again, closing the door behind you, “So hot, and you smell divine!” you cooed.
Roy groaned and caved to your sexy words, his woman was by far the sexiest thing he had ever met. His eyes roamed down to your chest where he saw the necklace he made for you years ago. It looked beautiful nestled between your breasts. “____” he groaned. He loved when he was being dominated by you.
You smirked, knowing exactly where this was going. You reached up and ran your hands through his long hair, it was still wet from his bath, it slid effortlessly through your fingers and fell to his chest. You pushed him against the wall as you rubbed his chest, teasing his nipples to erection, you licked them and blew upon them, Roy shivered from head to toe. “Roy, my beloved husband.” You cooed “You” you nibbled on his earlobe, “Are” you licked a wet trail from his earlobe to his collarbone. Nibbling on the sensitive flesh there, Roy moaned loudly, his hands found your shoulders, you licked a trail down his collarbone to the towel hiding his manhood, and failing ultimately at hiding his endowment, “My” you grabbed the towel and released his manhood from the confinement, “Man” you said.
You watched as Roy became progressively harder. You smirked, loving that you had this effect on him. You kissed the tip of the head, licking gently.
Roy groaned loudly as he grabbed a fistful of your hair. “____~” he whispered your name in reverence. In life he rarely got this much affection, so every touch, kiss and blowjob felt like paradise.
You licked from hilt to head as your hands cupped his balls and massaged them gently. Roy gasped again as he nearly fell from the pleasure he was receiving. Bobbing your head and humming you could feel himself getting ready to finish in your mouth.
You knew exactly when to pull away from him, “H-Hey! _____!” Roy squeaked out, “You can’t do that!” he complained, “I order you to finish!”
You stood up with a smirk, “You and me both know that I am the captain here.” You watched as the Adam ’s apple bobbed as Roy gulped, he was powerless to oppose you, especially when you were pleasuring him beyond belief.
“Please finish?” he begged, he kissed you, tasting himself on your lips, he didn’t particularly like that part, he’d prefer to taste you, but he doubted that he would be so lucky.
“No can do” you replied, you grabbed his hair again, loving the feel of the cool hair in your grip, you began to braid it absentmindedly and Roy nearly screamed, how dare you get him this hot and bothered and just neglect him.
“_____” he growled out, he was finding his manly man side, but you smirked.
“Yes?” you replied,
Roy immediately deflated, “You damn minx…” he sighed, he leaned forward and captured your lips in a kiss.
You gripped his dick, instantly be became harder again, pumping, your nails skimmed the sensitive flesh and Roy’s head lulled back. “You know, I am wearing too many clothes, maybe you can help with that?” you asked.
Roy nodded enthusiastically, he needed something to do and you letting him undress you was perfect. His deft fingers made quick work of the corset, he after all had much practice. He threw the corset to the side. Next was the dress, which was too easy, easily he slipped it over your head.
You were left in your necklace and boots… a truly sexy sight to behold, and Roy loved it, he didn’t dare remove your boots.
“Thank you darling” you said with a sigh, you led him backwards to the chair that held the dry clothes, He fell onto the chair and you straddled his body. You kissed his chest again, trailing back up to his neck and ear, avoiding his lips though he had wished you would by now. You kissed around his face, his forehead, nose, cheek.
Getting fed up he gripped your face and claimed your lips for his own, his tongue battling for dominance; the one place that he actually won the battle. However, this would not be that day. While he was distracted by your mouth you sheathed his dick within your slick folds and you knew you had won the game.
You muffled his groan with your mouth, Roy was quite vocal when you allowed it, you were too but Roy was often encouraging you to voice your pleasure.
“_____” he hissed, he loved filling you with him. He gripped your hips and thrusted up into your folds. His mind went on sexual autopilot. His fingers traced your back, feeling your spine. His feather light touch tickled and you giggled.
“Roy stop!” you chided slapping his arm, you guided his hands to your ass and he gripped the plump flesh. You allowed him to set the pace, which was a little rougher than usual.
Your finger gripped his shoulder, your nails digging into his milky skin. “”R-Roy!” you gasped as he thrusted into you, stealing your breath.
“louder ____” he said between grunts. He took your left breast into his mouth, he loved your breasts the most, well after your ass and cunt.
You grabbed his hair and moaned loudly, you could feel yourself coming closer and closer to completion. You loved your husband, he knew exactly what made you tick and orgasm. You found your rhythm, and quickly you found your release.
“ROY!” you screamed out, shuddering as your released washed over you. Roy followed quickly after, he couldn’t hold out any long. You both came down from your rapture as you leaned against Roy you smiled. “Good job my beloved.” You praised.
“Join me in the tub?” he asked, “We’ve both worked up a sweat” he asked, giving you his best puppy dog eyes.
You sighed and rolled your eyes, “You’re insatiable aren’t you?” you asked with a smirk.
“You knew that when you married me.” He said, with a shit eating grin.
“You’re a dork.” You said, standing up, letting him slide from your folds.
“I’m your dork” he lifted his left hand, showing the thin gold band “Forrrreeeeverrrr!”
And this is how I feel writing this story
captain of security roy sommers { fcnd }
“I’m a survivor, I’m not gonna give up.”
So the Judge was still assigned when we went to see Blade and they literally made a beeline for the baby, with me close up behind them. They took a step forward only to stop and look at him and who knows what Judge must have thinking but… I like to think they were remembering a time where Carmina was as small as Blade.
The Judge was just as Roy expected: imposing, assured and silent; a figure whose presence seemed to loom over New Eden’s walls, both the sentinel of their garden and the executor of their beliefs.
The people in the county hadn’t spoke a lot about them. New Eden, as she had come to learn, was still a sore spot for those who recalled fighting them before the Collapse, back when it was Eden’s Gate and there were only three Heralds to be careful of; yet they said that the Judge appeared one day by The Father’s side, face obscured by a mask and hands gripping a bow, their judgement proving to be as ruthless and deadly as their general appearance suggested.
They said that not even the Highwaymen came to blows with them, that they could control the Bliss and had avoided the settlements of survivors since day one, disappearing out of sight once they were spotted south of what was Joseph’s island. She had heard the myths whispered about them: they were dreams and nightmares, the boogeyman in the woods, somebody people simply refused to speak of, either due to fear or resentment.
Looking at the wooden mask of whom people called the shadow of Eden, it didn’t take Roy too long to understand why those claims were believed. The proof was in front of her, after all.
last line meme.
I was tagged by @starsandskies! 💜 thank you! This is from my last WIP that hasn’t been touched in weeks and has mainly dialogues, so yeah, here it is!
“Hey, Judge…” for some reason, Roy couldn’t bring herself to look at her masked companion. The fear of overstepping a line wasn’t new to her, especially with their current situation at hand, yet she couldn’t help but feel iffy as the Judge caught on her hesitation and made a curt signal with their head. They appreciate honesty, it’s too late to hold back now. “Remember that game Carmina and I were playing at Prosperity, one question each? Well… I have one for you.”
Tagging: @foofygoldfish @sharky-broshaw @redroci @teamhawkeye @josephsweed @lowtldes @outranks @deputyoneill @words-and-seeds @marymay-fairgrave @loyalpeggy and anyone who would want to do this!
ROY, NO.