Songbird Pt. 3
Buggy x F!Reader
Summary: You had been waiting for Buggy to get his body for days now, but now that the moment presents itself, you find you don't want to let him go. Because despite both of your dirty murmurings and promises in the dark, you knew he was going to leave as soon as his head was reattached to his neck and you would be left behind. Left to wonder what exactly could have been if you chased after him.
Tags: Angst, smut (hand job, semi-public, p in v, standing, from behind, hand over mouth, caught)
Word Count: 4.3K
A/N: So this got a little long so I decided to break it up into 2 parts...sooo expect 1 more part after this lol. Sorry, I go waaaayy overboard sometimes. I just can't help it 😂. I hope you all enjoy!!
Requested by: @srgtjamesbarnes (thank you again for requesting! ❤️❤️)
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Gods you hated these pirate fishmen. Hated that nothing seemed to be able to penetrate their stupidly strong skin and hated that they were getting the best of you. And you absolutely hated that they had tried to drown you in their stupid pool, making your hair a sopping wet mess and the make-up you had spent nearly hours applying run.
You’d ended up getting away thanks to the soft gills the fishmen drowning you had on his neck. Gills that were the perfect size to shove your dagger into and cut into the sensitive flesh there.
“What the hell are you doing? Trying to kill me!” Buggy’s muffled voice shouted from within the satchel bag strapped around your shoulder as you pulled yourself from the pool.
“Fuck you! I almost drowned!” You shouted back. “And now my make-up is ruined!” You said on a little whimper before scanning the area for any immediate threats. There were none.
“Oh boo-hoo! Mine is too! And you have this special ability where you can USE YOUR HANDS to help you not DROWN!” You gave a dramatic huff as you pulled yourself to your feet, wiping your fingers under your eyes to try and get rid of the mascara that you knew was streaming down your face. “Get me back to my body! We’re close. I can feel my toes.”
You had spotted Buggy’s body upon entering Arlong Park. Had purposely been avoiding going near it for this exact reason. To avoid Buggy’s escape.
“No.” Buggy gave a dramatically frustrated sound as you made your way over to Zoro and Sanji, who had just gotten done killing off a couple more of the enemy.
“I saw you get pulled into the water. Are you alright?” Zoro asked as you came up to the two men.
“Yes--” You started but Buggy cut you off.
“Oh, I’m so sad! I got a little wet and now I’m not camera ready. Oh boo-hoo-hoo. I’m going to go cry about it to my fucking whipped-to-hell boyfriend.” Buggy said, his voice just the tiniest bit higher as to try and mock you. Zoro blinked unamused down at the satchel bag while Sanji narrowed his eyebrows in a pissed-off manner, looking almost personally pissed off at Buggy’s comment.
“How dare you--” Sanji started as if he was going to defend your honor, something you didn’t need him to do whatsoever. You shook your head, placing a hand on his shoulder to pull his attention away from the bag.
“It’s fine. He’s just throwing a temper tantrum because he wants his body back.” You huffed, taking your hand back and running it through your hair to keep it out of your face. “What’s the verdict on that?” Sanji looked back to Zoro who was already looking to him, a shrug on his shoulders.
“Songbird. Pretty boy. Shithead.” You rolled your eyes at Buggy’s continued talking. “Trust me. I can help you guys win this thing.”
“No one here trusts you,” Zoro deadpanned.
“Songbird sure does. Just the other night, she was--” You grabbed hold of his nose and mouth through the bag and pressed hard and blocking his airways with a hiss before he could continue.
“Was that you begging for my forgiveness? Again? Because if that’s not the case I think you could use another dip to wash off the rest of your tacky face paint.” You let go and heard him take a deep inhale of breath.
“Fuck, songbird. That was hot.” You huffed, rubbing your right eye. “So? Can I get my body back?” No. You wanted to say no. Because despite him being a humongous pain in the ass, you enjoyed his teasing. Enjoyed the late-night dinner talks. Enjoyed the late-night make-out sessions. Enjoyed him between your legs eating you out like it was his last meal on this earth even better.
And maybe this was all because you were horny as hell, but you couldn’t help not wanting to let your fuck buddy go just yet. Not when you wanted to keep talking to him, to keep teasing him, and having--fun. To keep what you had going--whatever the hell that was.
“I think you owe the lady an apology first,” Sanji said, making the clown groan.
“Fine. I’m sorry.” You huffed out your nose before opening the bag, red and white strips flashing up at you as he wiggled around trying to get out.
“I swear, clown. If you screw us over…” Zoro started as you gently scooped Buggy’s head out.
He was. You knew he was. He was going to get his body back and leave and you couldn’t help but feel a bit…disappointed.
You frowned deeply at Buggy as you met his green-blue eyes. He gave you a little clicking wink before his head went flying out of your hands and re-attached itself back onto his neck. You kept that frown as you watched him hop down and hug himself with a bellowing laugh, reveling in the feeling of having control over his body again.
You were happy for him…no more dirty satchel bag, no more getting left in random places, no more body getting used as a punching bag…no more shared hammocks.
Green-blue eyes locked onto yours, that smile of his flattering the slightest bit you might not have caught had you not been watching his face and taking in every little detail you could. If you hadn’t already memorized that face from days and nights spent with him by your side like you were some utter fool.
“Songbird--why such the long face, huh?” He said, hopping out of the wooden carnival game-like structure.
“It’s because of my make-up.” You sarcastically. Buggy gave a little laugh, making his way closer--almost prowling over to you like some flamboyant jungle cat. A prowl that made your body burn alive. Burning in a need to have him. “You going to help us?” You asked, knowing of what was to come clear in your voice. Knowing of the answer, which was a sharp no.
Buggy came to a stop before you, his eyes scanning over your body. A slow, lingering scan that only intensified the need burning within your body.
“I think we talked about what exactly would happen once I got my body back.” You kept your face calm, collected, and overall bored, giving nothing away of your turned-on nature. A nature Buggy was able to pick up on quickly.
“Oh? Cause I seem to remember you saying something about escaping and leaving us high and dry.” He gave a gruff little chuckle, taking another step closer to you. So close he could lean down to look you over more closely. Look you over with eyes that move from your own eyes to your lips and to your breast which your wet shirt clung to. Clung so tight that it, unfortunately for you, showed off the raised peaks of your nipples which had nothing to do with the cold and everything to do with the man before you.
“I seem to remember something else.” Buggy all but whispered, his gloved hand jutting out to take hold of your chin in a tight manner that felt all too good. That did nothing to help you with your flustered body--had you almost making a naughty little noise you had to bite down.
You’d imaged this moment so many times, in so many different ways. Imagined just how his hands would feel against your skin and how it would feel to have his body over top of yours.
You’d imaged it so many times it was hard not to think of anything else.
The ring of a sword filled your ears and soon Zoro’s blade was pressed against Buggy’s neck. “I would let go of her if I were you,” Zoro spoke dangerously. An equally as dangerous laugh fluttered out of the clown's lips.
“I guess my decision has been made for me,” Buggy said leaning in closer despite the blade pressing sharply to his neck. A blade you all knew would do nothing against him. A blade everyone standing around knew would do no real damage to the clown. “I’ll see you around, songbird.” And before Sanji could shove him away, Buggy was retreating back, middle fingers in the air directed the boy's way.
You hardly heard what he said. Couldn’t hear anything past the pounding in your ears. A pounding that followed the same beat as your throbbing pussy.
Fuck.
You blinked as you watched him rush away. Blinked as he gave you another little wink before disappearing around the bend. Blinked…
“Fuck that clown,” Zoro grumbled angrily.
“Yeah…yeah fuck him.” You said airly as you continued to look in the direction he had disappeared.
If you rushed after him now, you could catch up to him. If you went now, you could grab him and pin him against the back of that rock and fuck him just as you had wanted to fuck him ever since you had first met the man.
Sanji shot you a little concerned look you shooed away with a quick change of your face into that of a bright smile. “So…did we get all those fishy fucks or what?”
It didn’t take you all that long to finish off the last of the fishmen. It didn’t take too long until Luffy, Nami, and Usopp were rejoining you guys. Not long at all before the sunset and a grained celebration was taking place. One you couldn’t think properly enough at that moment to enjoy.
You just kept pacing and pacing and pacing by the open gate, watching the dark road as if something would come up it--someone. Maybe you would rush down it. Rush away and do--something.
All you knew was you felt--restless. Like you needed to move, to run, to do something other than stand around and celebrate.
“You have that look in your eyes.” A cheery voice spoke from next to you, making you nearly start at its sudden appearance. It was your captain, Luffy, who had spoken and he wore a grin on his face as he looked up at you.
“What look?” You narrowed your eyes in question.
“Like you figured something out. Like you need to go out there and grab it--whatever it is.” You blinked at him on a pause.
“I don’t--” You looked back down the path. A path you wanted to take away from here. “I don’t need anything. I’m just tired.”
“Oh, come on. I know you. I know what your dream is. Your dream isn’t to go to the Grand Line. It’s here. In the East Blue.” You shook your head, a huff on your lips, as you thought about what he was implying was your dream.
“My dream--it’s not a dream, Luffy. It’s revenge--”
“Sure, but you want to free people from that evil king. We didn’t end it like you dream of. So, go. Fulfill your dream.” You shook your head again.
“No. You saved my life. I can’t just up and leave--” He placed his hand on your shoulder, giving you a little shake as you blinked at him.
“You helped save Nami. You helped this island. You never owed me anything, but if fulfilling a debt is what’s keeping you here, consider it fulfilled.” You didn’t know what to say. What to think. He was--letting you go. He wanted you to go…to do what you “dreamed” of doing. “We’ll meet again. I know it.” He smiled brightly up at you.
You--nodded. And you nodded again, a smile coming to your lips.
“Thank you…for everything. You gave freed me. Gave me a second chance.” Luffy waved it off like it wasn’t a big deal.
“Go. Kick some ass.” You chuckled, turning back towards the road. It seemed so much--bigger now. So far. So open. So--unpredictable. But you loved the unpredictable, always had.
With a quick goodbye, secretly grabbing your bag from where you’d left it near Usopp, who was telling an over-exaggerated version of what had happened during the fight, you headed away from the celebrating townspeople and the Straw Hats. Luffy was right, you would see them again one day, but for now, you had work to do. Work you had dreamed of and plotted of ever since getting rescued from that shit hole.
The sea met you as you made it to the beach, passing the docked Going Merry and heading for where you had spotted some of Arlong’s smaller ships. And as you walked, ocean waves crashing at your feet, you began to hum. A hum that grew into soft lyrics you didn’t let get too loud in case there was any trouble.
Strong hands grabbed hold of you, one finding its way over your mouth to keep you from screaming out as they started trying to drag you behind a large boulder. You hardly thought as you punched your attacker in the balls, resulting in them giving a sharp shout and curse, letting you go.
You paused at the sound of that voice. It’d been hours--almost half a day since he’d run off. There was no way…You spun around quickly, finding the pirate clown clutching at his crown jewels and looking very much pained and shocked you had done such a thing.
“What’d you do that for!” He hushly hissed at you.
“What did--you can’t just grab people and expect them not to punch you in the dick!” You shouted at him exaggerated. Something like panic flashed in Buggy’s eyes as he grabbed your hand and pulled you further around the boulder, shushing you. “Don’t shush--” Buggy’s gloved hand came up and covered your mouth.
“Songbird, I love your voice but you gotta keep it down.” He whispered, his body pressing against yours to keep you pinned to the rough surface of the boulder. It was an action that had your stomach jutting around in excitement.
You narrowed your eyes in question up at him. “Marines--they got here a few minutes ago. Docked nearby.” He whispered. Marines? You hadn’t seen any single ship in the sea nearby. How had you missed them?
You watched as his green-blue eyes move from your face to look to the side, listening for any sort of Marine-type sounds. And, despite your life possibly being in danger, you couldn’t help your needy body. Couldn’t help getting all so horny again. Especially when he was pinning you like this--his body flush against yours and his hand pressing just tight enough over your mouth to keep any sound from spilling from your lips.
And you definitely couldn’t help your hands from moving along his stomach to pull him that much closer. To feel his strong body through his clothes. Green-blue eyes found yours again, looking at you like you had gone crazy.
“What are you doing?” He whispered on a near hiss, but it only grew your neediness. Only had you running your fingers down his sides, finding his belt. A blet your fingers moved along to get back to the front, tugging on them in a sharp movement that had Buggy gritting his teeth to keep from making a sound.
“Songbird…” He warned, his voice growing deeper and more dangerous. A voice that reverberated through your body. Fuck, it was a sound had wanted to hear direct at you like this for a long while.
Your fingers continued to mess with his belt, unlooping it slowly as if to give Buggy enough time to shoo you away. Enough time to push off you, but Buggy started, letting you unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants, his breath growing heavier and heavier by the second.
Keeping your slow pace, you reached your hand into his pants, and as soon as your fingers wrapped his hardened cock, Buggy all but stumbled forward, a leg between your legs to try and keep himself from falling over. His thigh pressed against your pussy in a way that drove you crazy, and couldn’t help yourself as your hips began to move back and forth. Could help and trying to get any sort of traction to help please your needy body.
As you began to pump him nice and slow, his heavy breath became uneven and strained. A breath he panted in your ear as he rested his head against your cheek.
“Fuck, songbird.” He huffed in your ear. “So good--” The hand not pressed against your mouth wrapped around one of your breasts, giving it a nice, tight squeeze that had a small sound rumbling in your throat.
Gods you needed him. You needed him so bad it was a problem. Such a problem it slipped into your dreams, only ever adding to your restless neediness.
You used your other hand to pull his pants down just that much more so you could free his cock from its confines. A cock that you continued to pump even as you fumbled to unbutton your own pants.
On a breathy, quiet moan, Buggy helped you yank your own pants down as far as the both of you could reach before he flipped you around. He never once moved his hand from your mouth, keeping you from talking out. It was all so intoxicating.
Buggy kicked your legs as far apart as the pants now around your knees would allow before running the head of his dick through your dripping folds. You gave a whimpering moan against his hand, moving your hips to try and get more, more, more.
Buggy’s lips found your neck, kissing it as he sunk ever so slowly into you. It had been too long since you’d been fucked, so his slowness was much needed as your pussy made room for his cock. As he moved further within you, you took account of every sensetion his cock shot through you--took account of every bit of soft skin and vein that rubbed against your inner walls.
Once he was fully seated in you, hips flush against your ass, your pussy clenched around his cock as if it could keep him there.
“Fuck…” He cursed lowly against your neck, his stubble rubbing the sensitive skin there in a way that only added to the pleasure flowing through you. “Songbird, You feel just as good as you taste.” You gave another moan that was muffled by his hand. His other hand moved under your shirt to wrap around your breast once more, squeezing it just as tight.
“Gods, you know I dreamed about this? You know I couldn’t wait to get my body back just so I could get you all to myself like this. To be this deep within you--feel you’re sweet, sweet pussy around my cock.” He whispered lowly.
You wanted to tell him you dreamed of the same thing. Thought you were going to go crazy if you had to go another day without his cock in you, but that hand stayed put. Kept your head resting against his shoulder as he began to move slowly out of you in a frustrating manner.
He thrust back into you, sending shooting waves of pleasure through your body. Waves of pleasure that grew more and more intense as he thrust and thrust into you, his pace quick and merciless.
Gods and you couldn’t help the moans that were rumbling from your throat--moans you could make as loud as you want because they were so muffled against Buggy’s hand, an outside ear might have thought it was just the wind.
But an outside ear would never be able to mistake the slapping sounds of Buggy’s hips hitting your ass as he fucked you. Sounds made slick and wet from your all but drooling pussy and the sweat sliding along both of your skin. An outside ear could never mistake the little huffs and grunts Buggy made to keep from moaning himself as anything other then that.
You reached for his hand and moved it downward, telling him silently you needed him to touch your clit. To rub it in just the same way he had learned to do expertly with his tongue. The coarseness of his glove combined with the steady circling of your clit and ruthless fucking Buggy was dealing you, your finish was being to build and build within you.
“F-Fuck, songbird. I’m gonna come--feel so fucking good I’m gonna come.” You nodded and nodded again, using your free hand to hold on to his hip and try to tell him to keep going. To tell him to last just just a little bit longer--
The sound of boots marching over the sandy shore and the voices of more people than you could pinpoint and count had Buggy pausing. Had tears welling in your eyes at the absolute denial of your orgasm. Buggy cursed sharply in your ear, seeming as if he would pull away but you held him there as best you could. Moved your hips against his as best you could to try and get him to keep going.
“Song--” You shook your head, grabbing hold of his hand and interlocking your fingers with his to further keep him there. You were not going to be denied this much-needed fucking because of a bunch of stuck-up, white shirt wearing marine assholes. Buggy let out a shaking breath as he started up again. A pace that was so painfully slow but necessary if the two of you truly didn’t want to get caught.
That build began again, faster than the first thanks to your already worked-up nature. A build that grew and grew and grew until you were coming around his cock at nearly the same moment he was spilling into you, his grip on your hand and mouth as tight as steal as he fought not to make any noise.
Buggy slummed against you, his breath coming out just as shuddery and stunted as yours. He moved his hand off your mouth to help allow you to catch your help all that much more quick. You gave a hardly audible whimper of his name making the man bite your neck again in a way that had you closing your eyes the smallest bit in pleasure.
The voices continued to rush by, hardly seeming to lessen. Just how many Marines were storming this island? And why? Who had told them of pirates being active on it? Nami had told you and the rest of the Starw Hats there had been a crooked Marine who had been keeping all crimes under wraps.
Just as you were about to reluctantly pull away from Buggy, a soldier came around the corner, belt half undone as if he was going to piss back here.
All three of you froze, the marine’s face turning up into that of utter shock.
“Oh my gods! I’m so sor--wait a second. You’re Bu--” A detached arm came flying off of Buggy’s body and his hand wrapped around the Marine's throat, shoving him to the ground as he struggled to fight off the limb. His fight lessened and lessened and soon he was laying half-dead in the dirty mixed sand.
If you were being honest with yourself, watching Buggy choke out that Marine had been hot. So hot you almost begged him to fuck you again.
“Fuck.” You and Buggy both hissed as he pulled out of you, leaving you feeling empty without his warmth in and on top of you. There was no time to complain, though. Not when you two had attacked a Marine.
You both were quick to pull your pants back up, hardly caring about cleaning up and rebuckling belts before you were taking hold of Buggy’s hand and running deeper into the forest that boarded the beach.
“Is your crew here?” You asked, looking back only for a split second to find him rolling his eyes.
“No.” He all but growled angrily. “They’re no doubt falling apart without me. Probably panicked and stayed away when they saw those Marine vessels sailing this way. I was waiting for my next escape route when you showed up.” He said, taking a few seconds pause. “Wait--why are you down here?”
“Luffy’s letting me go.” You said on a huff as your lungs began to burn from the running. Running like this you hadn’t done much of. “There are a few ships just--”
“Wait, wait, wait.” Buggy pulled you to a stop, making you all but whip around to stare at him like he had gone crazy. Those Marines would notice one of their comrades missing very quickly if they hadn’t already. They would find him passed out and go on a witch hunt to find who attacked him and Buggy was making it very easy to be found. “You’re leaving? What about that stretchy kid you owe your life to?” You peered behind Buggy to make sure no one was coming up behind you guys.
“He wants me to “fulfill my dream”. Said I’d repaid him enough. So…” You gestured with your hand in the direction you had been trying to pull him in. “Let’s get going while the goings hot, yeah?” Buggy still kept you paused in your spot, watching you like he almost didn’t believe what you were saying.
“What’s your dream?” He asked on a breath. It was a question you hadn’t really thought or had been prepared for him to ask. Something that surprised you and had you almost forgetting about the Marines just past the forest brush.
“I’m going to kill that fucking king who kept me as a slave.”
“That’s some dream.” You shrugged, flashing him a smile.
“It’ll take time to time fully plan out, but you gotta start somewhere.” You moved closer to him, taking the smallest bit of time to rebuckle his belt. “Maybe, during that time, we could put on a show or two of Buggy’s Singing Songbird?” Buggy blinked down at you with those long lashes of his. Blinked like he really didn’t believe what you were saying now.
“Really?” You nodded up at him as something like excitement and maybe even nerves flooded his green-blue eyes.
“Really, but a show won’t happen if we’re caught and executed by Marines.” Buggy snapped out of whatever questiony mood he had been in and nodded.
“Let’s get the hell out of here then.”
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