#female bodied reader

[jailbird-junkrat-writes]

Mauga x GN Reader Spicy - Mauture Female-bodied reader - no pronouns

Everything had been turned upside down since Vendetta took over Talon and laid waste to everything you once knew. It had been stressful. You still needed to adjust to everything, try and take a second just to breathe. 

You had to admit, it was alot easier to forget about everything outside of the four walls of your room when Mauga was currently down between your thighs. Large hands dragging you to the edge of the bed, cupping your ass as he pushed your cunt closer to his face, you could feel his smirk against your inner thigh when you let out a surprised gasp at how he moved you like it was nothing to him, because it was.

“Babe, your mind's been all over the place recently, and I think that’s damn selfish,” Mauga’s booming voice vibrating on your skin as he spoke. “Your attention should be on me.” You were about to comment, a soft sigh escaping your lips before all protest was swiftly pulled from you and replaced with a shaky moan as he went to work.

His large, wide tongue licking across your folds, finding your clit. You decided you didn’t feel like arguing with him as you lay there, completely at his mercy. The way he soaked your pussy with open-mouthed kisses, paying extra attention to each sound you made, repeating what made you sing for him the loudest. He was a messy eater and you loved it.

People would look at Mauga and assume he was a selfish lover but the truth was, he could eat pussy for hours. Your hands trembled as they reached down to grip his hair, feeling the soft strands as you arched and bucked as his thick tongue pushed into your slick entrance, you bit your lip and whined out his name, you felt his hot breath against you and the way he chuckled as you called his name in a broken wail as he started to twirl his tongue inside of you.

“M-Mauga,...” you gasped, thighs trembling as he was already working you up to your peak; he knew just how to make you fall apart. “That's right baby, say my name,” he mumbled against your wetness before he delved right back in, his tongue slipping into your pussy once more, his nose purposely nudging against your clit to work you into a frenzy.

Your hand grabbed his hair harder as your thighs closed around his head, starting to see stars. He could tell you were close as your breath hitched and you put your hand over your mouth to muffle your moans, which he wasn’t allowing. A hand came up and grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand away from your face. “Lemme here you, siiiiing,”  he purred, eyes wild as he watched you falling apart.

There it was, you cried out as you rocked your hips, rutting against him and crying his name for all to hear. Your pulse racing as you closed your eyes, your body pushed over the hill as you shuddered, your entire body convulsing in pleasure as your cunt clenched tightly as Mauga removed his tongue, not before licking from bottom to clit with a pleased “Ahhh”.

“Damn babe, you taste good, real good,” he said, propping himself up on his elbows, lips glistening with your slick as you try and catch your breath. “I think I need to go in for seconds,” you see his wicked smirk and before you can reply, he’s going for round two, your toes already curling as he devours your ovesentive pussy like a man starved.

At least he got your mind off of things.

[the-archivist-writes]

Monster Con Omen x GN Reader No pronouns for reader / female-bodied n-sfw WC: 2,400 AO3 link here Commissions are open

Spookycon had been a blast, you couldn’t remember the last time you’d had so much fun. Getting to spend time with the people you adored most in the world, an excuse to dress up as your favorite characters and not to mention spend way too much money on merch you could find for half the price online? Amazing.

The true crowning moment of the entire weekend, however, was getting to spend time with Omen, finding out more about her, and really coming to understand her. That had been priceless and by far better than anything the convention could have offered. You’d been thrilled that she said yes to your invite for the after-con party.

Costumes set aside, the empty convention hall in the distance, you and Omen had slipped away together. Your friends would be partying well into the night and you and Omen didn’t want to waste the one chance you had at getting to be close to her, not even in the emotional sense, her iron maiden had been removed for the evening as a result of Liam championing her cause, a reward for how well she was doing on her journey to redemption. A little treat to keep her motivated to see it through.

You’d turned to face her, finally getting to behold all of her dangerous beauty and you felt your breath hitch. As truly terrifying as they looked in their full armor of spikes it couldn’t hold a candle to what you saw sitting on the hotel bed, the glow of a godly power that thrummed beneath her skin made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. The room felt full of a beautiful static charge that radiated off her in waves. Her wicked smile, sharp teeth pulling into a smirk as you stepped closer.

“Mortals are funny creatures, my very presence has you in awe and I’ve not done a thing.” Her voice was silky even with her condescending tone, which sent shivers down your spine and heat flush across your cheeks as you watched her every movement. She truly was god-like.

“I can’t help it,” you mumbled, voice soft, unsure as your trembling hands twitched at your side, the want, the need to touch her was all-consuming but you didn’t dare move an inch until she told you she was in control and you loved it. 

“Kneel,” their voice was commanding, you dropped to your knees on the cheap hotel carpet as her eyes narrowed to slits, regarding you with a head tilt, the smirk never slipping as she adjusted the chains across her body the rattle of metal the second loudest thing in the room, you swore Omen could hear the beating of your heart against your chest.

Hear the pulse in your ears, you felt the inhale of breath as she adjusted was so audible, maybe it was, the smirk grew as she leaned forward. A sharp nail poked under your chin as she forced you to look up at her. There was affection hidden in the depths, mixed in with the lust that glowed there.

“My, my, my,” she said, the finger at your chin turning into a firm grasp, turning your face left and right, admiring her prize with a murmur as she appraised you. “Yes, I think you’ll do just fine.”

She moved the edge of the bed, her hand digging into your hair and tugging, her eyes never leaving your face, making sure everything that was happening was something you wanted. She spread her thighs and your eyes instantly darted down to her pussy. You could tell she was already wet. Subconsciously, you licked your lips and she chuckled and started to guide your head between her legs but you didn't need any coaxing, beating her to the punch as you pressed your lips against her clit, kissing the erect nub, suckling it before the contact turned into open-mouthed breathy kisses.

Omens juices spread over your lips as you dragged your tongue over her folds, teasingly slow, you planted kisses on either side of her cunt, nibbling at their beautiful skin before you felt another tug of your hair, strands between her sharp fingers. “I’m not a patient being,” Omen rumbled with a warning in her tone as she arched her body off the bed, pressing her needy warmth against your face.

You couldn't help inhale their scent, it was enough to make you moan but instead you focused on Omen, what she wanted. You couldn’t wait any longer, wanting to taste her and hear the way they moaned for you. You started to lap at her clit, tounge darting over the bundle of nerves before slipping as deep as you could into her hole, making sure your nose bumped against Omen’s clit as you did so, she made pleased murmurs, making you work for the louder moans but even her stubborn attitude couldn’t hide how she bucked against you, wanting to ride your face, wanting more of what you were doing.

Everything was a blissful sort of overwhelming, the sting of your scalp, the taste of her juices, the heat of her thighs either side of your head as they kept you in place, enough she could rut against your renewed attention to her clit, the heat of her skin and your breath as you sucked, twirling the tip of tounge repeatedly over her most sensitive spot.

You slipped in two fingers, they slid in with ease, she was soaking and wanting. Her surprised gasp followed by a shuddering moan, went straight to your core and you knew you were doing a good job as the grasp of your hair tightened and they grinded their hips, pushing your fingers in deeper as you toyed with her clit without mercy.

Your fingers opened and closed inside their heat, scissoring them open before you curled your fingers just right, hearing the first real loud moan. She was unable to hide how she felt now, giving you the satisfaction of a job well done. “Oh, yes, right there, my dear underling,” she purred and pushed your face against her body. “Faster!” she commanded and well, who were you to deny the undefeatable Omen?

You speed up, hitting Omen just where she wanted, the place that had her hips rising from the bed and letting out sinfully blissful moans. The way she pulled your hair and how she grinded against your face, wanting more of everything you could give her. You lapped at her clit, swirling your tongue around the nub until her pull on your hair was starting to burn your scalp.

She came with a deep groan, the feeling of static in the air from her unhindered powers and the sheer magnitude of how she felt. She rocked against you, riding out her orgasm, holding your face there until she was sure she’d marked you with her cum. Her wetness and musk drowned your senses as you lapped it up, treating it like the divine nectar it was.

Omen allowed you to move, catching your breath against her thigh, panting and leaving gentle kisses across her skin, smearing her wetness along the supple skin of her inner thighs. “Did you dine well, my minion?” Omen said and stroked your hair, a stark difference from the painful lust-fueled grip she’d had a moment ago.

You nodded as you licked your lips and sat up, still gazing up at her with reverence. She regarded you for a moment, you could tell she was working something out, plotting in her darknest depths for what she had planned for you, the light fear that bubbled up along the excitement was an additive feeling, keeping you on edge, keeping your senses alive and firing in all directions as she cupped your cheek in one sharp clawed hand, admiring her leavings all over your face. 

“Such a messy eater,” she purred, teasing you. You felt at a loss for words as her comment slipped out in a teasing fashion. “Maybe it’s time I give you a reward, would you like that?” she asked as her eyes narrowed and watched as you nodded. “Words, minion,” she replied. There was a hint of danger in how she spoke now, the way she tilted her head.

“Yes, please, Omen,” you whispered, eyes meeting hers. You had no idea what she was planning but you couldn’t wait. 

She gestured for you to join her on the bed, and you almost stumbled over yourself to throw yourself on the sheets. She watched you with a growing smirk as you lay there, waiting for further instructions. You gasped when her weight was suddenly on top of you. She straddled you, gazing down with that glowing aura growing all around. She wrapped a chain around your wrists, keeping your hands together. 

You wriggled, the chains clinked and a chuckle came from Omen before she tutted. “No escaping, it’s my turn to please you,” she hummed. Her voice had such an effect on you. She leaned down and kissed your neck, cool lips against warm skin before you felt the sharp pricks of her teeth, how she dragged her fangs down your skin, it felt like pin pricks, you felt the pleasure-pain trap as she sucked at your neck, each time purposely using teeth. Your skin was going to be a bloom of purples and bite marks, just how she wanted it. A mark that you belong to her, that the great and undefeatable Omen owned you.

And you were more than happy to have that title. You gasped when those lips and teeth trailed down your collarbone before finding your chest. Your hands flexed, another jingle of metal as you shifted, followed by a chuckle that vibrated against your body as they kissed lower and lower. Her hand scraped sharp nails along your side, leaving red marks, but it elevated the feeling, a sort of euphoria you’d never experienced before. 

“O…oh..” you muttered when she stopped, the laugh that erupted from them was full of mirth, pleased they were having this effect on you. “Don’t worry my minion, I am not finished yet, simply teasing… what will come next, I promise you will be glorious.” The sultry purr in the promise had you clenching your thighs together as she moved. 

You couldn't take your eyes off of her as she worked her magic on herself, your eyes opened wide when they turned around and you saw her erection, a penis had grown, the same beautiful colour as the rest of her. It looked thick, long and had the same ethereal glow to it. You watched her stroke herself lazily, unable to look away from how her cock twitched at the attention. 

“Are you going to be good for me and spread your legs?” It sounded like a question, but came out like a demand; regardless you were more than willing to do as they asked. She got into position, seeing how needy you were for her. She knew when to be gentle, she used the pad of her index finger to rub your clit, how stiff and needy it was. “Did serving me make you this wet?” she asked, knowing the answer but wanting to drag it from you. You nodded and she pinched the bud until your body bucked off the bed. “Yes, Omen!” you cried out, the jolt of pleasure and pain wracked through you so delightfully. 

“Are you ready for me?” she asked as she adjusted, rubbing the head of her cock at your wet folds, making sure to bump the tip against your clit. You nodded so eagerly. “Yes… please… I’m yours,” you whined, feeling pathetic but she chuckled at your honesty. “I know you are.”

You moaned when she slid her full length into your waiting cunt, your toes curled as she filled you, she bottomed out and the stretch was divine. You were already panting, getting used to how she filled you. “You're so wet and tight for me, you are perfect to serve me.” 

Oh fuck, you felt like you were going to lose it and cum all over her cock just from her praise alone.

She started her pace, it was slow, teasing, dragging her length out before pushing back in with a thrust of her hips, her hand lifted your leg, able to angle herself deeper, which had you seeing stars. The slow deliberate thrust that hit you deep in your core as you moaned and writhed. The chains that kept you bound rattled as you wriggled and gasped.

This felt amazing but you were desperate for me, wanting her to speed up, you couldn’t allow yourself to beg though. Right? You moaned when she started to pick up, you blinked and looked up at her, seeing how her lips parted, her own sounds of pleasure. Omen couldn’t hold out with her pace either, wanting more and more of you. 

She began to piston into you, rocking her hips and pushing in deep. You closed your eyes and sang for her until you winced at sharp claws digging into your soft skin. “No, no, you need to look at me while I pleasure you, pet,” Omen commanded and you nodded, eyes open and meeting her gaze.

“Good, so good for me,” she murmured and lessened the tips of her claws in your skin, rewarding you with a jut of her hips, going even deeper. You cried out, you clenched around her cock and felt yourself tremble.

“Fuck, Omen!” you cried as she sped up, making sure she hit the same spot over and over, the one that made your voice get louder and your moans even needier. You forced yourself to keep your eyes open, to meet hers, to feel the intensity in her attention as that smirk grew, teeth flashed in delight.

“Are you going to cum for me already? Pathetic,” she chided with a chuckle as she leaned down, pushing herself in deeper, shallow thrusts as her mouth returned to your skin. “Do it then, cum for me,” 

You arched up as much as you could to meet her thrusts, the pain of teeth dragging along your neck mixed with the fucking you were getting had your head calught in a cloud and the sensations began to drown you. You called her name and came, a withering whimpering mess as you called her name over and over like a broken prayer.

“Good, so good for me,” she sighed and gave your neck a gentle kiss. She moved back, enough to remove the chain from your wrists. She rubbed the marks, gentle and soothing before they lay next to you, pulling you against her chest, a chaste kiss to your forehead as you still trembled from your climax. Your whole body still quivering as she cooed softly in your ear What a good job you did, how beautiful you were looking so fucked out.

She held you, their touch much softer than before, lips kissing over marks. You cuddled close to her, regaining your composure as you closed your eyes, feeling tired. “Sleep now,” she mumbled and stroked your hair.

This was the best weekend of your life.

[a-nuisance-called-sam]

Warning: smut, slight choking, female bodied reader, overstimulation

Note: short drabble, (character of your choice) x reader

Imagine him holding onto your legs and pushing them against your chest, getting you into the mating press position and then sliding his dick back in slowly. Once he bottoms out inside you, he huffs and leans in close to your fucked out drooling face and chuckle and says in a mocking voice, "aw is my baby already dumb from two orgasms? Tch, it's a pity cause I'm not even close to being done yet" And with that he starts a rough hard pace, rocking your body with every thrust. You moan his name with broken syllables with every thrust of his dick, clenching your pussy around him, making him moan in turn. One of his hand reaches up to cup your face and he kisses you so softly yet with so much passion similar to his hard thrusts which start going faster now. As you both break away from the kiss, his hands wraps around your neck, while his other hand goes to your clit, rubbing hard circles making you feel even more overstimulated than before. A cry of his name falls from your lips due to his action. Both entirely lost in the pleasure, you being a moaning drooling mess and him a beast chasing his high. Thrusting his hips harder into you, he cums deep inside you, triggering your own orgasm. Laying his head onto your chest, squishing his face into your breast and slowly taking one of them into his mouth, he slowly starts sucking and biting your breast,while he is still buried deep inside you. You cry out in exhaustion, body still sensitive and mind still foggy from the orgasm. But he's still rolling his hips into you, his dick becoming hard again, ready to go another round. You whimper at the motion. Way too sensitive to go yet another round, but in a twisted way, still enjoying it.

[library-of-ohara]

hii would anyone be willing to write me some sabo propaganda? 👀 i’m thinking a nsfw yandere scenario for that crazy son of a bitch 😈 afab reader pls

to the person that takes this thank you!! and ily!!!!

@lawscorazon

Request fulfilled by @cyborg-franky [shamefully]

Sabo x Female Bodied Reader [No pronouns] N/SFW Word Count: 3,008 [sweats] [More warnings under cut, and boy or boy is there MANY]

WARNINGS: Pet play, anal, fingering, pussy, cunt, bitch used alot. Pain play, voyeurism, yandere themes, n-oncon, power imbalance, penetration, maybe other things...

Your friends had told you not to get involved with nobles, especially the ones that lived on this estate. The job offer had been posted for a while and many chose to ignore it, you should have, you should have kept going that rainy day. Rushed home to change, to get warm, bundle up as tightly as you could from the storm.

Instead, you fixated on the tatters in your clothes, the holes in your shoes that let in the cold water and drenched your threadbare socks. Your jacket did nothing to protect you from the elements. You stared at the number on the sheet of paper behind the glass of the noticeboard.

Your umbrella turned inside out and pulled from your grasp leaving your mood sinking lower and lower. You grimaced as you stared across the grey, miserable bricks, up along the street to the mansion in question.

If not for the weather that day and if not for just how low you’d felt, the sinking whirling pity that edged your depression further into your heart you might not have been in this situation. Why hadn’t you listened to your friends?

Did they miss you? Did they ask where you had gone? Did they glance up the hill to where you were and wonder if you’d fallen for the promise of greener grass? Or just like anything around here, had you ceased to exist.

--

Sabo chuckled as he circled you, his eyes travelling over every inch of your exposed flesh, fingers covered in rich leather pressed under your chin, forcing you to stare at the light fixture as the Nobel admired your posture. His chuckle was cruel, mocking as he gripped your face turning it from side to side.

“The gag looks good on you, maybe it’ll teach you to keep your opinions to yourself huh?” Sabo smirked as he reached both hands up to where the gag was fastened around the back of your head, tugging it even tighter, your mouth struggling around the bit forced between your teeth, you could feel drool forming at the corner of your mouth.

“Nothing to say?” he laughed when you muttered something, muffled around the obstacle in your mouth.

“That’s what I thought, pet.”

He let go of your chin, letting your head flop down once more, you stared ahead, seeing your reflection in the full-length mirror, grimacing around the gag, narrowing your eyes. On your head sat two fluffy ears, a thick heavy collar around your neck with a name tag that simply read ‘bitch’. Black leather straps wrapped around your body in intricate, delicate designs that under other circumstances you’d think you looked amazing.

No clothes covered you, your sex laid bare to the room. Sabo could be heard pulling various things out of the draw, talking to himself in hushed mutters, your anxiety pulling at you further, you want to turn around and see what he was doing but that urge was curbed by the memory of the sharp intense feeling that still lingered on your left ass cheek.

“You need a few other accessories before I take you on a walk, pet.” He hummed like he was just contemplating the weather like this wasn’t sending fire to your cheeks, red spread across your face as he ran a gloved hand up your side.

“Such cute nipples,” he held something in his hand as he stepped around to your front, maliciously flicking one of the pert buds, standing to attention at the mercy of the slightly open bedroom window.

“I think they could be improved though.” He opened his hand, showing the clamps in his palm, a chain and what appeared to be a weight sat there.

Sabo wasted no time in attaching the rubber-tipped ends to each nipple, you gasped once, twice as they were attached firmly on your buds, you felt the sting, the heat that came from the uncomfortable pinching sensation. The chain dangled between your breasts as he clipped the weight on the centre point.

His eyes lit up when the object caused a tautness in the chain, pulling your nipples with it, making you grunt around the gag, drool steadily growing as you tried to swallow, trying to brace yourself for more of the unpleasant sensation of your nipples being forced down by gravity.

All he could do was offer you a sweet smile, his eyes crinkled in fondness, like a lover who’d returned from a trip, the joy on his face as he watched you wriggle at the strain. He even had the audacity to kiss your cheek, his hand grazing your skin as he did so.

“So good for me, aren’t you?”

You narrowed your eyes, scowling at the man, wishing you didn’t have the gag between your teeth, you wanted to snap at him, spit in that smug bastard’s face, slap him across his cheeks, anything to take him down a peg, consequences be damned!

“Alright pup we’re almost done!” he proclaimed as he gave the chain one final tug, your body jerking forward just to ease the tension your chest was feeling.

“Get on all fours for me, bitch.”

You hated this, you hated him. You thought about the things worse than this, the places he could send you, he’d bragged about how many servants had come to an end thanks to him and you didn’t long to be thrown to the trash heap, body sold in parts to the black market.

This had to be better than that? Right?

You assumed the position, palms flat on the expensive rug, knees feeling the soft texture, your ass pointed at the nobel. Sabo rubbed his hands over your ass cheeks, making a crude comment and a whistle when he parted them. Looking at your pussy from behind, noting the gathering moisture.

“Is my bitch in heat?” he tutted, a laugh that sounded so sweet from the man with the looks of an angel, yet the mind of the devil lurked deep within.

Still unable to say anything, you closed your eyes, your ears feeling the tinge of heat that spread over your face with each degrading word that came from Sabo. You heard him moving around behind you once more, you braced yourself when he pushed your head to rest against, the floor, your ass in the air.

He pulled out the plug, attached to it was a fluffy tail that matched the ears balanced on your head. Sabo tugged off his gloves, setting them to the side as he got out the lube, spreading a generous amount along the shaft of the toy, coating two fingers he plunged them into your ass.

You yelped, muffled but pained nonetheless, you tried to move your ass away from him, but he started to roughly scissor fingers inside of you, stretching you out against your will. You choked out, struggling to cope with the rude intrusion, at least he was breaking you in for what was to come. You felt saliva around the corners of your mouth as you got fist falls of the rug’s plush strands, knuckles turning white as he added another finger without mercy into your puckered hole.

Groaning, whimpering you cried out when Sabo just as without mercy with his insertion pulled his digits out. Leaving your hole clenching around nothing, Sabo grinned, you could see the manic expression when you turned your head enough to look in the mirror. Your eyes widened at the size of the toy he held up to show you, wriggling it in the air with a raised eyebrow.

You shook your head pitifully as if it would do you any good. He took the plug, pressed the blunt tip into your hole and you were for once, truly thankful for something he’d done, the preparations as crude and rough as they were at least meant you didn’t end up in tears at the feel of the plug stuffing you.

The sinful moan it ripped from your parted lips made him laugh loudly, a hand slapping your ass as he watched your face in the mirror. How your expression contorted with each thick inch that pushed further into you. He nodded to himself when the toy finally bottomed out inside you, just the tail hanging loose, the fur tickling the back of your thighs, another mixed sensation that confused your brain further.

Your pulled tingling nipples, exposed cunt to the chill air, the plug stuffing you full and now the gentle tickle on the back of your legs. You needed time to focus, you didn’t have that luxury as Sabo rubbed his hands together, the sound of skin clapping dragged you from your daze.

“Sit,” the demand was simple, it took your foggy mind a second to understand which got a tut from Sabo.

He grabbed your collar and tugged you to sit back on your haunches with another gargled sound as air was robbed from you momentarily. Sabo attached a leash to the thick metal ring that hung from the front of your collar, he gave a sharp tug once he’d stepped forward.

“Let’s go for a walk huh?” the sound in his voice was sweet, betraying the sinister intent of the man that now pulled you through the hallways of the fancy manor.

Other house staff gave you sympathetic looks, glances of pity and grimaces at the expression on your face. How the chain between your breasts swayed, causing the weight to pull and tug with each struggling motion as you crawled like a dog along after Sabo.

The tail plug filled you to the brim and you felt every single sensation as you moved, the rubbing of its bumpy surface against your clamping walls. Sabo seemed proud; his head held tall as he pulled you every time you seemed to lag behind.

“Your too slow pet, need more motivation?” the hint of danger in his voice was enough to make you shake your head, drool falling from your gag as you did so, trembling form as you tried to speed up, catch up with his long strides, feeling your knees gaining rug burn from his sharp tugs.

He dipped his hand into his pocket, finding a remote which he flicked on, turning the dial to a medium setting. You cried out, making an obscene sound that echoed down the hallway, your hips shaking as you trembled. The toy stuffed in your ass came to life, vibrating loudly, shaking inside your tight passage, your pussy clenched around nothing.

“Come on, bitch,” why did that tone, and that awful word make your mind dizzy? Make your cunt throb.

It wasn’t long before Sabo had managed to drag you from the nice warm house and into the garden, you were glad for the high walls around the estate, the gate at the front of the house, however, was where he was pulling you.

Moving was even harder with the increasing vibrations of the toy. You moaned with each crawling movement. He at least was kind enough to pull you along the grass instead of the gravelled path, The wet strands chilled your naked form, sending a shiver through you. Your nipples tingled at the sudden cold that added to the stinging pinch the clamps provided.

He paused, looking around the garden, lanterns cast their glow across the both of you. You heard footsteps of people walking past, wondering if you’d be seen. You held a breath, wishing you could muffle your desperate whines and moans as Sabo turned the toy up to full. Your hips started to shake; you could feel the slick from your cunt dampen your thighs.

“My bitch is in heat, aren’t they? Do you want to be fucked? Want my cock?” You closed your eyes, you didn’t want to answer him, he grabbed the leash and pulled you upwards, stealing your breath once more.

You sat back on your heels, your breasts on display for anyone who happened to walk past the barred gate. You whimpered when a hand wrapped around your front, pulling the chain tightly, your nipples being pulled together painfully, some reason your body now delighted in the sensation.

Oh no, you really were in heat, you really did want Sabo’s cock to pound you, fill your needy cunt. You said nothing as he licked behind your ear, that same saccharine tone you were growing to hate whispered “Good dogs beg for a treat, go on, beg.”

You knew what he wanted, you couldn’t talk, you had to beg, just like a fucking animal. He let the leash have slack, enough for you to turn around, and you placed your hands up, just like a dog. The sneer on Sabo’s face turned into a delighted smirk as he ruffled your hair and praised you in the most condescending tone you could imagine.

“Present for your master, good pet.” He cooed, his hand rubbing your cheek, softly caressing like a lover would touch you, it felt like another mockery on your soul.

Turning once more you placed your flushed face on to cool wet grass, enjoying for a moment the sensation that wasn’t abrasive and caused by him. You heard the buckle of his belt, the tell tale sign of the zipper being pulled down.

Your hands gripped at the damp strands of grass, waiting, bracing yourself as you heard him talking to himself or at you, you weren’t sure you just knew you needed to get ready because nothing about Sabo was gentle. You felt the tip of his cock rub against your pussy, he rubbed at your clit on purpose, eliciting a moan from your muffled lips. He pushed in, deep, hard, unrelenting and you squealed.

You pushed up against him like your life depended on it. The feeling of being stuffed in two holes at once was intoxicating. The sounds you unleashed to the world were sinful, but not as filthy as the lude wet sounds your cunt made as he started to pound into you. He gripped your tail, pulling the plug out just enough before pushing all the way back inside.

Your eyes rolled back as the pleasure thrummed through your being, letting out a choked sob as you swayed your hips back and forth. Sabo laughed at your desperate, depraved sounds, pulling his cock out just to thrust back in, feeling your tight walls grip him, pulling him as deep as he could possibly go. The toy filling your ass made your cunt even tighter, the pleasure elevated for you both.

“I can feel the vibrations through your walls… you feel so good, so wet for me.” He sighed, he pushed the toy back in once more, leaving it in place so he could grab your hip roughly with one hand, leaving indents in your skin while the other hand wrapped the leash around once, twice, pulling tight.

Your body was pulled back, taking him more than you thought possible. Your sinful moaning and his lustful grunts mixed into the night air; footsteps tugged at your subconsciousness as you stared ahead. Two people walking squinted into the darkness and saw you being fucked like a common slut on the lawn of the fancy estate.

Hushed whispers as they rushed past. Sabo laughed as he regarded the retreating pair. “They think you’re a whore and they aren’t wrong, are they?” he asked and you ignored him, he pulled the leash harder, and you groan as your pussy clenched harder on his cock.

“What was that? Shake your ass if you agree, bitch.” You had to reply, you had no chance, you shook your hips, his cock stirring you up even more.

“Good,” he pats your rump as he punctuated his praise with an extra hard thrust.

The weight attached to the chain on your nipples jiggled and swayed, pulling them down to earth as Sabo rocked his hips against you, his balls slapping against you with just as much brute force as the tip of his dick hitting your cervix.

“I’m close,” he huffed, tugging the leash, pushing in deeply. It was making your head spin; you were close as well.

“I’m going to fill that slutty cunt of yours with my cum, going to be a good pet and take it all?” you didn’t know why but as you gasped and moaned around the gag in your mouth, biting down as hard as you could, you nodded, and shook your hips, pressing back against him.

Cruel laughter erupted from Sabo as he carried on. You were so close, every single thing he was doing to you, his words, oh you were close, you were climbing that hill, higher and higher, you knew once you slipped over the edge into the blissful abyss there would be no coming back.

You came for him, you came for your master, crying out, panting, you came hard on his cock, your cunt holding tighter than before as he fucked you through your orgasm. He praised you with a sneer in his voice, holding you steady before he pushed his member deeper into you.

He came hard, filling your cunt with his seed, stuffing your womb with cum. You whimpered, the feeling of him filling you with hot cum was enough to push you through another climax, one he teased you mercilessly for.

Pulling out he watched as thick ejaculate mixed with your juices dripped out your throbbing hole, running down your thighs as you tried to catch your breath, an almost impossible feat with the gag still in place. Sabo signed and rubbed your ass with his hands.

“I think we should go again, don’t you? Not fair you got to cum twice and your master only got to once, right?” He pulled the toy out of your ass; he rubbed his member at the wide-open greedy hole.

“You’re going to get another treat tonight, lucky thing.”

Oh, you wished you’d ignored that sigh pinned to the message board that stormy night..

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Commission for @sabo-has-my-heart this was ah.. too much fun to write -sweats-

Marco x dfab reader x Ace N/SFW TW: poly not just a threesome. AN: no pronouns used but female bodied reader Word Count: 2,977

Sunlight filtered in the open window, the Seabreeze batting the curtain playfully as the salty scent filled your nose with its pleasant familiar smell. You sighed and shifted in place, earning a groan from another body. You chuckled, body still exhausted from a long day of work yesterday, mind still cloudy with the desire to sleep for longer.

“It’s almost time to wake up,” Marco said as he stretched his long legs out, yours still tangled between them.

Your eyes fluttered open and the first thing you saw was Marco’s half-lidded eyes and lopsided smile as he blinked the sleep away, had brushing your hair out of your face. “Morning, Babybird.” He said softly, voice still croaky from sleep.

Feeling your heart skip a beat when the commander used his pet name for you, your hand on his chest, tracing patterns and seeing him melt into your feather-light touches. You felt a sudden warmth behind you as limbs shuffled and arms snaked around your waist.

You could feel Ace’s pointy chin against your back, his face smushed against you as he slept, making mumbles as he tried to talk through you and Marco talking. Feeling a wetness on your shoulder blade you grimaced when you realised the freckled pirate was drooling on you.

“Ace!” You huffed and wriggled out his grasp.

He blinked and stretched, a yawn escaping him as you sat up in bed, Marco chuckling, amused as you tried to reach the wet patch on your back courtesy of Ace. The flame user mumbled, letting his eyelids fall shut, his hands now reaching out for Marco, grabbing at the phoenix in an attempt to get another person to hold close while he slept.

“Ah, ah, come on Ace, you know you have to be up early too yoi.” He reached over and as he did with you he did with the sleeping man, brushing back messy black hair and gently stroking his cheek.

It was cute to see how your two partners interacted with one another, very much in love. It warmed your heart to see Ace nuzzle into Marco’s palm, enjoying how Marco’s thumb stroking his freckles felt.

“Why do I have to get up huh? I’m not a commander.” You said watching as Marco got out of bed and grabbed the water spray bottle he used to mist the plants.

He crouched down by Ace’s side and watched as Ace just rolled over, his snoring getting louder as he once again fell deeper into his sleep. Marco hummed at your question, his mischievous blue eyes met yours as the lopsided grin turned into a smirk as he used the spray bottle to water Ace.

“Because, it sets a bad example if we let out partner have a lay-in when we expect everyone in our division to be up and ready and your part of my division so I can’t go easy on you, Babybird yoi.” He smirked when he sprayed Ace a few times.

Giving his face spritz, it only happened a few times before Ace’s skin heated up in his sleepy annoyance, the water mist evaporating before it touched his freckled skin. Ace sat up and shot Marco a look, grabbing a pillow and hitting the blond square in the face, sending him toppling over.

You felt your lips turn up into a smile as you watched the two mess around before you climbed off the bed. Feeling content and happy despite how early it was, how long your day was going to be. It was hard to be anything but happy when you had Marco and Ace.

Still, you sometimes felt you had to pinch yourself. To be with not one of them but both? You still couldn’t believe you’d been brave enough to confront the pair. As Marco and Ace rolled around on the floor, the sound of Ace’s irritated jabs at Marco’s chosen hairstyle and Marco laughing as he tried to tickle Ace you thought back to that night, all those months ago.

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You’d only been part of the crew a few months maybe, placed into the first division for your basic first aid knowledge you settled in pretty well. Marco was a patient and nice commander, there was no wonder you’d taken an interest in the man. He was handsome, smart, kind and very funny. He always had these one-liner quips that had you snorting out your coffee and losing your composure.

He was also the biggest flirt on the ship, the way those full lips would smirk across the room at you, his innuendos with so many things he said. You always felt heat spreading across your cheeks, sometimes in other places you were ashamed to admit.

Marco was also lucky enough to be in a relationship with the other person you had grown very fond of. Ace was sweet, funny and always knew how to cheer you up, they both could read you better than you could read yourself.

You felt a connection with them, something deeper than you’d experienced and it just sucked that they had already found one another. You hated that you were jealous because you loved seeing your two close friends so happy with one another.

One evening Marco was working late, as he always did, and you’d offered to stay back and help him with some last-minute jobs. Putting away leftover stock that didn’t have a home yet, putting away jars, condensing boxes and other manual things as Marco poured over his paperwork.

The door opened and you both looked up from your respective works, seeing Ace kick open the door with one of his clunky boots and sending you both a grin. A tray in his hands which he set down on the coffee table in Marco’s office.

“I came with gifts!” He puffed out his chest, proud of himself.

Marco took off his glasses, placing the top of one of the arms between his lips as he stared at Ace. You stared over at the tray Ace had brought with him, there was a whiskey bottle, a few shot glasses and an array of cut fruit, mostly pineapple for his boyfriend you concluded.

“Firefly,” Marco sighed and leaned back in his chair, his tone was betrayed by the sly grin on his face.

“Come on, it’s Friday and you’ve both been working all day, come on Marco!” He waggled his eyebrows, the grin never dropping from his face,

“Want to have a drink with us?” Marco posed the question to you.

You nodded your head and sprung up from your spot faster than you would have liked, showing how eager you were to have a drink with these two wonderful men. Marco sat on the floor cross-legged, Ace perched on the edge of the tatty armchair that Marco had kept around.

You saw Ace pat the space next to him, you cast a sideways glance at Marco, not that he seemed like the jealous type. Ace smiled when you decided to sit next to him, one of his arms loosely around your waist.

“I hope you don’t plan on getting too drunk yoi,” Marco said, meaning Ace.

“I was thinking just a few shots to unwind right?” You nodded in agreement with Ace as you watched the zoan unscrew the cap and pour them all a shot.

“Cheers!” you all cheered and clinked the glasses together in cheers.

All taking a shot and feeling the heat hit the back of your throat and rush down, pleasantly warming your belly, your cheeks heating up as you savoured the bitter and strong drink. You all did one more before Ace suggested a card game, pulling out a deck from one of his pockets.

A few drinks later, Ace and you were a little tipsy, Marco was fine thanks to his devil fruit powers. You watched from behind your cards as Ace leaned down and pressed his lips against Marco’s a soft and tender kiss that made your heart flutter.

“Like what you see, Chick?” Marco addressed you, seeing how you stared.

“I’m not a pervert!” you blurted out and Ace chuckled next to you, an arm around your waist still.

“Are you sure? We catch you lookin’ at us pretty often.” There was a mischievous glint in Ace’s eyes when he turned to face you, Marco leaning on the table, his card long forgotten as piercing blue eyes studied you.

“I, it’s more... jealousy?” You mumbled and shuffled the cards in your hand over and over, nervous.

“Jealous?” Ace quirked a brow and Marco leaned in closer now.

“I wish I had what you guys had…. With each other… I want Ace… and Marco… I just want to be part of this.” You got emotional, the booze making you blunt, honest, dramatic with your arm movements.

Marco and Ace exchanged glances, lips curling into smiles. “Is that so yoi?”

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Marco and Ace had been having similar feelings towards you, they just didn’t know where you stood on being in a polyamorous relationship. You weren’t standing right now regardless, sitting on Marco’s bed with the phoenix sitting behind you, you could feel his erection pressing against your back as his large hands cupped your breasts.

Blushing and stammering his name as you watched Ace remove the last of his clothes, the only one that still had anything on his form. You couldn’t help enjoy the show as Ace slowly slipped his boxers down off his hips, watching as his hard cock bopped once it was free.

“Like what you see, Little bird?” Marco cooed in your ear as you watched Ace get onto the bed, crawling over to you, never breaking eye contact.

“I.. yes.” You felt like an idiot, unable to form words as these two handsome men were giving you attention.

You felt Marco’s lips on the shell of your ear as he nibbled gently, he started to tease your nipples, already erect from the slight breeze in the room, you moaned when he started to pinch them, applying just the right amount of pressure, feeling your head fall back against his shoulder he couldn’t help chuckle as he rolled the nubs between his fingers.

“The sounds you make, fuck.” Ace took his cock in his hand, giving it a few lazy stroked as he focused on the face you were making for Marco.

“Hey, spread their legs, I wanna see how pretty their pussy is.” You were both shocked and turned on by his crude words, feeling Marco obey him, spreading your thighs and showing him your moist cunt.

“Your so wet and we’ve barely started.” Marco hummed against your neck as one hand went between your legs, spreading your lips open so Ace could get a good look.

“As I said, I’ve wanted you both for a while.” You watched as Ace’s hands ran down your body before reaching your core. Marco returned his hands to your breasts, attacking your perky nipples with renewed vigour.

Ace started to rub slow circles on your clit, teasing yet purposeful as he went. You moaned and arched into both men’s touches, wanting more, needing more. You were so wet for them already and you didn’t want them to take their time.

You couldn’t stop thinking about Marco’s cock being heavy as he pressed against your back or take your eyes off Ace’s. Marco started to nibble your beck, sucking marks along the side, wanting to make marks, leave proof he had laid claim to you.

Ace grinned and leaned forward, attacking your neck with the same goal in mind, with more purpose and harder than Marco. He had you writhing in Marco’s grip. Ace slipped two fingers into your core, scissoring you open and feeling just how tight and needy you had become for them. He loved hearing your deprived desperate whines in his ear.

“This is already a lot of fun yoi.” Marco chuckled and started to kiss Ace, deepening the kiss as he pinched at your nipples, Ace adding another finger, plunging them in and out of your tight wet core.

“Please, I need you, I need you both.” You whimpered.

“Oh?” Marco hummed when he pulled away from the kiss.

“Shall we make you feel good babe?” Ace asked, both of them looking at one another with grins, both thinking of the same thing.

You were soon hoisted up by Marco’s strong arms as he settled you down over his cock, Ace helping to guide his dick into your sopping core. You felt your eyes roll back, a moan escaping as Marco was soon fully sheathed inside you.

Your back to Marco as he squeezed your breasts, thrusting up into you, filling you more than you’d ever felt until now. You couldn’t even remember your name right now, let alone theirs to call out in the heat of the moment. Ace got between your thighs once more, licking Marco’s cock, the part that he couldn’t stuff into your pussy.

Ace licked up from the base all the way to your clit, soon moving forward and taking your engorged bud and sucking on it, you cried out, legs twitching and body spasming as he flicked the tip of his tongue over it.

Marco started to rock his hips into you, his hands never stopping for a second as he teased your breasts, you were already seeing stars. Feeling so stuffed full of Marco’s cock and feeling Ace suckling on your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“How’d you like that yoi?” Marco asked as he started to lift you off his dick before letting you fall back down, using gravity to speer you on his cock.

Each time you were fucked hard, coming down and moaning, Ace only speeding up handiwork. You were embarrassed to admit you were already so close, your peek coming closer and closer with each upwards thrust of Marco’s hips into your body as your pussy clenched around him.

“I want you to cum for us chick, can you do that?” You nodded, already breathless and moaning, forgetting any real words because it just felt so good.

Ace chuckled, it simply vibrated around your clit which only pushed you closer and closer, climbing that peeks you cried out their names, over and over, pleasured sobs escaped your body as you came hard around the zoan’s member.

Your climax was intense, messy and if you asked Ace it was also delicious. He lapped up your juices like he was starving, flicking your overstimulated clit a few more times before the two men readjusted you. You were soon on your back, Ace grinning down at you as he slid his cock into your throbbing pussy.

“Don’t worry, you worked me up so much with those moans I won’t last long.” Ace commented as he started to slam into you, his balls slapping against your ass.

Marco appeared at your side, his member still slick with your arousal as he trailed a finger over your lips, causing your lower lip to part, showing your mouth gasping as you carried on trying to catch your breath, being fucked through your orgasm.

“Can I?” he asked as he rubbed the throbbing tip on your lips, you couldn’t help let your tongue dart out and lick across the top where precum had gathered.

Your answer was simply taking him into your mouth, moaning around his long member as Ace speed up, his fingers digging into your flesh and leaving indents in your supple skin. Marco brushed back your hair, a caring gesture as he started to fuck your face, with a great deal more restraint than Ace had with your pussy right now.

“I’m going to… fuck…I’m gonna cum.” Ace whined out as he was losing his pace, getting sloppy as he chased his orgasm.

Not that you minded though, not at all, he was helping build you up to your second orgasm, it was rushing up faster than before. He held your hips harder, bruises would form tomorrow you were sure, more marks that would show their pride in ownership of you.

He grunted and pushed in as deep as he could, holding himself in place as he came inside you, rope after rope of thick cum. His eyes fluttered shut as his erratic movements slowed down. He quickly placed a thumb on your clit rubbing circles to help you complete your second circuit. You cried out, moaning around Marco once more as you came.

Your body was thrumming with pleasure, your pussy throbbing and gripping Ace’s cock, not letting him go until you’d milked him for every drop of cum you could. Marco gripped your hair, closing his eyes as his breathing started to hitch, he soon came after you and Ace.

You were happy to accept his load, swallowing like it was the coolest glass of water and you were parched. “Greedy little thing.” Marco cooed as he tried to slip his cock from your lips but you were addicted to his taste, wanting more, cleaning the tip as he fully pulled away.

All three of you collapsed in a heap, you were surprised at the two pairs of arms that wrapped around you, pulling themselves close to your body. Everyone puffing and panting, used and spent, blissed out and happy and most of all a sense of togetherness.

“Does that mean… we are…” you started to ask before Ace hushed you.

“Yeah, for sure, we feel completed now we have you here with us.” Ace held your hand, his other one brushing back Marco’s hair from his sweaty forehead.

Marco just nodded, enjoying how your face lit up, his arms around you, draped across Ace. The three of you held one another as you come back to earth. You felt good, you felt happy, safe and loved.

[cyborg-franky]

Franky! Could I request nsfw ace x fem reader screwing in the kitchen accidently getting caught by thatch

Please and thank 🙇

I've had thoughts about this one for some time.

Ace x Female bodied reader [no pronouns] N/SFW Word Count: 548

You had no idea what led up to this point, you also didn’t think you cared. You and Ace had snuck back to the kitchen to steal a few more beers, the flame user had been unable to keep his hands off you while you grabbed for more bottles.

The kisses along your neck had been what pushed away any resolve or logical thinking that perhaps making out and then fucking in a place where the crew’s food was prepared wasn’t the best place to express your feelings for one another.

Still, it was so hard to care when you felt this good. The way Ace was ponding into you, you were bent over the counter, gripping at the surface, hands sliding, desperate to find purchase of anything to help keep you grounded as Ace repeatedly plunged in and out of your body.

Your moans, his grunts and the obscene sounds your cunt was making with each thrust made broke the silence of the night. Ace dug his fingers into your hips as he angled himself just a little higher, hitting the right place with reckless abandon.

Part of you couldn’t wait to see the bruises the commander left where he held you so roughly, his need and desire for you would be evident by those and the hickies that decorated along your neck nicely. You slapped the counter when Ace managed to find that place deep inside that had you crying his name.

“Yeah, like that?” His voice came out with a husky chuckle as he continued his pace, like a jack rabbit desperate to breed you.

“Oh..f..fuck yes!” Your pussy was clenching around his member so tightly that his movements had to slow, just a little, He moaned into your ear.

“I’m… I’m close!” You whined and Ace leaned forward to trail sloppy open-mouthed kisses down your spine as you tried your best not to let you knees give way.

You could feel yourself getting there, the tightening inside you, the rushing momentum, the hot white light in the distance as you tip toed to get him as deep as you possibly could, teetering on the edge. Neither of you heard the door open, the footsteps.

It had certainly surprised Ace when he felt the harsh bristles of a broom smacked over the back of his head, over and over and he yelped pulling out of you, you whined, hitting the counter, you’d been so close, why had he stopped? You turned and saw the very tired chef holding the broom, hitting Ace with it a few more times.

“Portgas, I thought you had more sense than this!” Thatch sighed, bags under his eyes as he tapped the broom handle on the floor, warning the two of you.

“You owe me kitchen cleaning duties for a week” Ace tucked himself away, face bright red, showing off his cute freckles. You pulled up your pants and hurried away with Ace, hearing the kitchen door slam.

“I told you…” You huffed, feeling robbed of what felt like the most intense orgasm. Ace chuckled and itched his cheek, hand finding yours, holding it gently, trying to calm you down.

“Okay, but, did you see the hair curlers in Thatch’s hair?” His smile turned into a smirk, wide and cheeky.

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[cyborg-franky]

Abit of a self indulgent fic but I thought strike while the iron is hot for inspiration.

Law x GN Reader on their period SFW Word Count: 562

The door to Law’s office opened with a creak, you paid it no mind as you winced pitifully turning over pulling the blanket higher over your body. The captain stared at you from the doorway, closing it behind him. Walking across to where the small sofa was, where you had taken up residence.

“Shachi-ya said you’d had to sit out of your duties today, why?” You sighed, turning to stare up at the cold grey eyes that scrutinized your pained expression. “Because my ovaries are making me wish I was dead, is that enough reason?” You huffed at Law.

You pulled your feet closer to your chest so he could sit with you, arm draped over the back, his expression hadn’t softened with any sign of pity for your predicament. “Have you been taking your medication?” He quirked an eyebrow, drumming his fingers on the sofa as he asked.

To your credit you managed to look him in the eye and try get away with telling the captain a lie. But when his eyes narrowed you laughed awkwardly “I missed a few, then I got so busy with all my duties I just kept forgetting” You shifted, feeling like his stare was going to set you on fire.

“You brought it on yourself then” Oh yes, the ever-sympathetic bedside manner of your captain. You resisted rolling your eyes, you’d already given him more attitude this week. “Can’t you just ya know remove them for me?”

He laughed, an actual fucking laugh, you tell him bad jokes all day and he just gives you this bored expression in response but to this actual suggestion you make him crack up? It was your turn to give Law a look. “What’s so funny, you can do that”

“Is it life threating?” He asked, you shook your head, he had a habit of asking things he already knew to the answer to, trying to get you to realize his point before he had to. “No… well it might be to you if you don’t stop sitting there with that smug look on your face” You blurted out before your eyes widened, you clapped a hand over your mouth and gawked at Law.

He just chuckled “I’m forgiving you for that outburst, I’m going to blame it on the imbalance of chemicals and hormones currently inferring with you” He stood up walking over to his desk, you were still frozen in place, slowly turning to watch him fuss with various items on at his workstation, coming over with a cup.

“For the pain” You took the cup and nodded your head in thanks, you pulled a disgusted face the second the liquid touched your tongue, you forced yourself to down it in one gulp. Smacking your lips together from the foul flavor.

“You don’t have to do your work until you feel better, but you will be helping me with forms” He smirked when you followed his arm, where he was pointing. You groaned and slouched on the sofa even more. “I can do that sure”

You rubbed where the pain was, feeling sorry for yourself even more at the daunting prospect of reading what looked like a novel composed of loose messily written sheets. Law’s expression softened when you were agonizing over your new task mentally, he leaned down, kissing your forehead and ruffling your hair.