Aphrodisiac Fueled Dreams
I have FINALLY finished the last raffle winner's request! I'm so sorry my lovely @childofblackmaria for taking SUCH a long time with this! As I felt awful about it, I asked if I could write her OC rather than an xReader because every time I thought about the prompt, I imagined her OC, so why not just do that? Luckily Lale agreed! I had a lot of fun with this. <3
F!OCxRayleigh / NSFW / 2.9k
Summary: Accidentally spilling aphrodisiac on Rayleigh and herself, Renge really wasn't expecting today to turn out like this. But some hidden part of herself is sure glad it did... Warnings: Aphrodisiac however it's consensual, choking, some clawing down back mentioned. If there's anything else let me know and I'll add!
The excited chittering of the Roger Pirates filled the air as they divvied up a treasure hoard. Yellow eyes with slitted pupils took in the scene from where the owner was perched on a nearby rock, watching idly. Pointed nailed dug slightly into her cheek where she rested it against her palm.
Renge’s fluffy white spotted ears twitched right before Rayleigh came up behind her. She tried to suppress the swoosh of excitement from her long spotted leopard’s tail but was sure he noticed anyway.
He was kind enough not to mention it.
“Got you something,” Rayleigh said with a smile and she took a moment to admire him. Blond hair was swept back from his face, except for a single curl. Oh, how she ached to reach out and tuck it behind his ear, to have permission to touch him like that. His glasses flashed in the sun, temporarily blocking his sea-foam grey eyes and the scar that bisected one eye.
Her eyes drop down from his—handsome, some hidden part of herself whispered—face to Rayleigh’s outstretched hand. He held out a shiny glass bottle in the shape of a heart with a stopper on the top. It was a deep purple and as she took it, liquid sloshed inside.
“What it is?” Renge asked.
Unbeknownst to her, her cat ears perked up with interest and Rayleigh had to suppress a chuckle at the sight of her slitted eyes widening in interest. She liked it then, good.
“Not sure,” he answered as he crouched down next to her, so they were more at eye level. “Found it with the rest, I’d be careful—”
Rayleigh was cut off as Renge, who had been attempting to pull out the stopper while he talked, finally managed to open it but spilled the liquid over the two of them. Honestly, he’d been expecting perfume but the smell that filled his nose was earthy only slightly tempered by the scent of roses. Musky, in a strange way.
It was thicker too, he noticed, dragging his fingers through his soaked shirt, the fabric sticking to his skin in an uncomfortable way.
“Should it be tingling?” Renge asked with alarm and met his eyes with a concerned look. He frowned.
“Let’s ask Crocus.”
The news was not good and Renge shifted from foot to foot nervously as Crocus examined them before taking them both to the side to tell them gravely that it was an aphrodisiac. There was nothing he could do, they just had to let it wear off naturally.
“It might be painful alone,” Crocus said very seriously. “I would suggest getting a partner to help… ease the effects.”
Walking back to the ship together was an awkward affair. They both knew what was about to happen.
Already her skin was buzzing from where the aphrodisiac had soaked in, leaving it sticky and wet. Her tail swished back and forth in an aggressive motion. She wished she could calm down, be composed about this but all she could think about was running her hands over Rayleigh’s bare skin at last and the thought alone made her shiver, her body pulsing with desire that grew and grew the more time passed.
“We don’t have to do this,” Rayleigh whispered suddenly, breaking her out of her thoughts. They had made it onto the ship while she was still lollygagging. “I don’t want to force you—”
“Don’t, Renge interrupted firmly. Softening her voice she stepped closer, allowing herself to run a hand up his clothed arm. Staring up at his eyes, they were swirling with unease but also—and her gut clenched at the sight—naked desire. “I’ve always been attracted to you,” she admitted honestly and his eyes widened. Butterflies threatened to burst out of her stomach, but she soldiered on.
“So please, don’t make it sound like you’re forcing this on me. I don’t love how it came about but I’m not angry about it.” Silently, Renge begged with her eyes for him to save her from this conversation, awkwardness clogging up her throat. She was afraid to keep talking, worried about the word vomit it was sure to become.
Her back hit the wood of the wall and warm lips descended over hers. Immediately Renge moaned, her hands grabbing onto his shoulders and her eyes closing, happy to just sink into Rayleigh’s kiss and feel the heat within her rise higher and higher.
Rayleigh worked a thigh between her legs and she gasped into the warmth of his mouth. He used the opportunity to slither his tongue inside. Behind her closed lids, her eyes rolled back as the taste of him filled her mouth for the first time. He rubbed his thigh back and forth and she could feel her underwear quickly getting soaked with the force of his kiss and the muscle pressing up against her cunt. She bucked against it, wanting more friction.
When they broke apart to breathe heavily in the limited space between them, Renge felt fire roaring in her veins. It felt like one of her heats and she whimpered.
“Rayleigh.”
He growled, the sound dark and deep sent a thrill through her before strong hands grasped her upper arms and dragged her down the hall. “Bed,” he muttered under his breath, more to himself than to her.
They crashed into Rayleigh’s room, the smell of him overtaking her senses.
Why did it feel like one of her heats? Renge wondered distantly. She wasn’t due for one for a while yet. It had to be the aphrodisiac forcing her into one. Snarling at the thought, she whipped around and crashed her lips back against Rayleigh’s, desperate for the taste of him. It didn’t matter, none of the reasonings or whys mattered at all. Not in the face of getting what she had wanted for so long.
It was hard to think past the aphrodisiac roaring in his system, or else, Rayleigh thought that’s what it was. It could have just been Renge, eager and willing as she basically ripped his shirt off his shoulders, buttons going flying and the way her lips greedily sought his own. Her claws ripped into the fabric, and he started in on his trousers, cock already hard and swollen, tenting the fabric. He ducked down to mouth at her neck, dragging his teeth over the skin there and felt more than heard her answering mewl.
As he gently guided her towards the bed, he managed to kick off his boots before his pants and boxers shortly followed. When the back of her knees hit the edge of the mattress, Renge yelped as she fell onto her back. By then his shirt was a lost cause, ripped to shreds and he reached up to tear the rest off.
Looking down, he licked his lips at the sight before him. Renge, tan skin so beautiful against the white of her chest band. He ran the palm of his hand over the soft curve of her stomach before her hands desperately started pushing down at the waistband and he rushed to help her out of her purple pants.
Before long Rayleigh had her stripped completely bare, her chest heaving, nipples already perked up in the air of the room, and his eyes followed the flush that made its way down her chest.
She whined high in her throat, her hands reaching for him and Rayleigh hurried onto his knees beside the bed frame, cursing under his breath as his knees crashed a little too roughly on the wood. Running a soothing hand up the sides of her thighs, Renge hardly seemed to notice as she instantly buried her hands into his hair and tugged urgently towards her core.
He would have liked to savor this moment more, take his time pulling her apart, ripping release after release on his face but Renge was constantly whimpering, legs thrown over his shoulders and her hands still tugging. It seemed like she couldn’t wait.
For a moment, Rayleigh wondered why he wasn’t feeling the effects as much as Renge clearly was. Maybe because she got doused more in the liquid or—
With a huff of impatience, Renge reached down a hand and spread her pussy open for him, dark pubes shimmering with the proof of her desire and all thought went out the window as Rayleigh dove in, silently thanking any gods that were listening for the meal. His eyelashes fluttered as he inhaled the heady musk of her and she mewled her approval above him as he buried his mouth over her dripping pussy.
He dragged the flat of his tongue over her folds drinking her in as her hips bucked against his face. Automatically he wrapped his arms around the back of her thighs, hands resting on her hips to keep her down against the bed, tugging her closer to the edge so he could better run his tongue over her.
Renge fought against him, back arching but she was no match for his strength. Idly Rayleigh hoped he wasn’t leaving bruises with his fingers as he shoved his tongue inside and started pistoning in and out of her core while she screeched.
Loud, he thought with approval. Her tail whipped against his chest before coming to wrap around a forearm as he pulled back just enough to wrap his lips around her clit and sucked, groaning along with the sound of her moans.
The soft feel of her fur against his arm as the tip brushed against his throat made him wonder what it would be like to feel it wrapped around his neck, how tight she could wrap it before—
Renge sobbed as it felt like electricity shot down her spine as she came, Rayleigh’s mouth working her through it. Even as her body sagged and he pulled away, her skin prickled unpleasantly, the push of her heat keeping her largely unsatisfied. It wasn’t enough, not even close.
Her legs fell off his shoulders but Ray didn’t get far before she wrapped them around his waist and tugged him closer until he fell over her. He grinned down at her.
“Needing something?”
“You,” Renge answered immediately, and his grin grew wider.
“Well, I’d love to but currently I’m a bit trapped.” He wiggled an arm where her tail was still wrapped around the forearm.
All her limbs felt far away and Renge’s brow furrowed as she struggled through the daze that pulsed through her to figure out where exactly her tail was. Finally she unwrapped him and he surged to kiss her, making her moan.
Desperately their tongues rubbed against each other as her hands came up to bury themselves into golden locks. When something hard pressed momentarily against her clit before backing off she gasped loud enough to break apart their lips.
“Rayleigh,” she whined, trying to open her legs even wider, fingers interlocked behind his neck as she looked down the line of her body.
Renge swallowed as she finally took in his cock. Before she was to distracted to really notice but now it was hard to tear her eyes away from the light blond pubes that led down to a truly impressive dick dangling between her open legs. She licked her lips and tilted her hips up, trying to meet him. Rayleigh chuckled above her before a hand wrapped itself around the base and started guiding it towards her pussy.
It was hard to think past the roaring in her veins so when his cockhead nudged her entrance, she tilted her head back with a groan. Finally, finally his cock slowly started to breech her walls, even just the tip enough to feel like a stretch. Renge growled in the back of her throat before hooking her legs around his waist and forcing him closer, making him slam his cock fully inside her in one swift thrust.
The sudden stretch of his dick made stars appear in her vision as she felt herself clamp down on him, the feeling of finally being full made her arch her spine with a loud cry, clawing her nails down his back as an orgasm ripped through her.
Rayleigh hissed at the pain but Renge hardly seemed to notice past her cries. Her walls fluttered around him with the force of her orgasm and Rayleigh had to breathe through it so he didn’t just start pounding away and cum immediately. The fact she came just on his cock alone was making his head dizzy.
When she finally relaxed a fraction, he did an experimental thrust and Renge moaned before lifting her ass to meet him and he figured she was ready enough. Bracing his hands next to her head, he was careful not to pull on the thick black hair that billowed out over the bedsheets.
For a moment he took the time to look at her, panting back at him, eyes half-lidded and the yellow almost completely taken over by black, with her inky hair spilled out over his fingers, a flash of white among the dark. Her white ears twitched and he was struck by the impulse to touch them.
Reaching out with one hand, he rubbed one and she meowed before turning her head and burying her teeth into the wrist of his other hand. He cursed but didn’t let up on stroking one furry ear. It was so soft beneath his fingers.
Renge let go of his wrist and shook her head until he released her ear. She worked her hands down and hiked up her thighs. “Fuck me, Ray, please,” she begged and all was lost.
“Yeah?” he gasped, hips already starting up a steady rhythm, a bit shallow but it was enough to get her to cry out again. “Want my cock so badly do you, kitten?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she replied immediately and Rayleigh increased his pace, the wet sound of her pussy filling the room with each thrust.
He seriously wouldn’t last long; the intensity of the situation, the way she begged and moaned beneath him, and the fact he got to have Renge like this was all culminating into feeling like he was going to burst at any second. But he wanted to make this good for her, wanted to feel her cum again.
With that in mind, he wrapped a hand around her throat, loosely at first to see how she’d respond.
Immediately her eyes rolled back and she tilted her head, baring her neck even more. “Harder,” she demanded.
Rayleigh didn’t need any more encouragement. Quickly he slammed inside while he tightened his fingers around her throat. Renge gasped for air, eyes filling up with tears and all the while Ray was muttering.
“You take me so well, pussy so tight around me. I’ve been wanting this for a while now, did you too? Can’t believe I finally get to see you like this. You’re so good, Renge. The best for me.”
He could feel his release crawling up his spine. “Baby, I’m close are you?” Ray tightened his fingers once more feeling the way her throat fluttered underneath them. Some distant part of his mind worried about leaving bruises, about being too rough, but Renge lifted her thighs up even higher with a garbled whine.
That was it for him. He thrusted, once, twice, before slamming inside as deep as he could go with a low groan as he spilled himself inside her warm walls. He ground his cock that much more inside her, wanting to get that last bit of friction before his body relaxed with a sigh.
Releasing her throat, he collapsed on top of Renge’s body, suddenly feeling the way sweat was sticking to his skin and to hers. Her hands came up and sharp nails started lightly stroking down his back, making him hum with pleasure.
“You okay? I can move,” he offered but couldn’t get far as a leg flung itself over the back of his thigh.
“Don’t you dare,” Renge said. He lifted himself enough to see her face, flushed with red but smiling wide. “I think that stuff kicked off my heat. I hope you’re able to go again because I’ll be ready again soon.” She wiggled her hips, jostling his cock that was still inside her, her fangs flashing in the light.
He couldn’t help it, he burst out in laughter, feeling warmth and happiness course through him. “You’ll be the death of me.” Rayleigh leaned closer, breath just barely ghosting over her lips. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Renge giggled before they kissed once more.
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“Oh no, Buggy you idiot!” Shanks cried out in a panic as Buggy shrieked beside him.
“No I’m not, you take that back!”
“Doc! Buggy got that same stuff on us that Renge had!! What do we do!?”
Crocus laughed as the two boys ran up to him, looking frantic. “Oh you’ll be fine, it’s nothing just some old lubricant.”
“Lubricant?” Roger repeated. “But I thought you said it was—"
“Oh please,” Crocus said with a roll of his eyes. “You’ve seen the way those two have been dancing around each other and making eyes. It’s been driving everyone mad. Figured this would be the fastest way to get it going.”
Roger blinked once before he leaned back with a roar of laughter. “Good thinking doc!”
Crocus grinned. “Just maybe don’t go back to the ship for a coupla hours.”
Buggy and Shanks grumbled, pulling away sticky wet clothes from their skin but decided it was best to heed the warning.
