note: telling them you want a divorce and then following up that it’s because you want to marry them again ! (i don’t condone joking about divorce irl btw)
Synopsis: They couldn't help it. You looked so heavenly in their dreams. The way they had you wrapped around their body as a marionette in their minds, dancing for them as they awoke to sticky blankets when they jolted upright. Their thoughts got the better of them, and they are wracked with guilt. NSFW, mdni, 18+
Themes: Vinsmoke brothers, f!reader, wet dreams, same reader different ending, Ichiji, Niji, Yongi, mdni, NSFW, smut, 18+, male masturbation, "mommy" kink
Notes: Thank you so much for your patience! I really appreciate you guys so much, and I hope you enjoy this new chapter of the Dreaming of You series!
The crude squelching of a glossy hand slowly stroking his thick cock from tip to base ricocheted from the corners of the bedroom. Reclining on your chest, his legs were pried open by your knees while your blunt fingernails of your unoccupied hand dragged down his sculpted chest. Breath hitching, he sobbed through his parted lips as the first few spurts of his precum slowly ebbed from his small slit at the top of his flushed tip.
“You close, baby?” your gentle voice cooed at him sweetly, “Oh, I can feel it. You're being so good for me.” Your hand maintained the same gentle motion in your lubricated palm, softly pumping his shaft up and down while giving his tip an attentive squeeze. Your thumb swiped his sensitive frenulum while a dewy pearl of translucent precum seeped into the pads of your digits.
“M-M-M-!” His voice caught on a word while his hands gripped the bedsheets beside your thighs. Hips involuntarily rocked in time with your pumping as his lips seeped drool from its edges. His entire body was covered in a glistening sheen of glossy sweat, trying so desperately to hold back from letting go while their body gave into the feeling.
“That's it,” you praised him while your hips gently rolled with his, hand still focussing on pumping along his shaft and milking him of his impending orgasm, “That's my good boy. You just say what you need to say so I can help you. Come on, sweety. You can say anything you want, and I’m here to work you through it.”
A sweet mewling cry trickled from his gulping lips as fresh tears dampened his cheeks. Emotions were overtaking his body at the same time as your lubricated fist focussed on edging him closer to his euphoria. He felt his legs begin to twitch, shake, and stutter while his shuddering toes curled in an intense convulsion.
“M-M-!” his lips couldn't say it, yet his stiffened shaft began bleeding his bliss while a pooling warmth spread from his belly up to his chest. As he rocked in time, your soothing and calming voice praised him supportively while his belly knit itself in thick knots.
“Cum for me, sweetheart,” you whispered affectionately, “Show me how good you can be for me.” You never ceased your motions, continuing that speed while your other hand snaked around his waist to hold his staggering hips pinned against your chest. Your strength surprised him as he felt securely caged against your safety. Hanging his head back limply on your shoulder, he finally let out a strangled cry while the first squirt of thick cum spurted from his slit.
“M-! Mommy!”
As soon as that word fled his lips, the safety net faded into a smokey darkness. Your body fled its warmth from his back, the reclined position he was in felt horizontal rather than angular, and his eyes sprung open in a room of lightless serenity. He was in his bedroom: alone, miserable, and flooding his boxers with the final waves of his touchless ecstasy. A deep frown drew itself over his whirlpool eyebrows as he truly came to terms with exactly what had happened moments prior.
He had a wet dream. In that wet dream, he had been a whimpery, pleading, crying mess. And in that whimpery, pleading, crying mess, his fictitious self had called you ‘Mommy’.
“Fuck.”
Ichiji
A heavy sigh fled from his lips while he tugged those blankets from his waist. Glancing down at his crotch, he rolled his eyes as a damp patch of his cum seeped into the woven seams. Ichiji scrunched his eyes tightly shut and shook his head in disappointment while peeling his boxers from his hips and down his thighs.
Ichiji’s red, curly pubic hair was glued down by the intensity of his moonlight transgressions. Cum gelled his cock against belly, causing Ichiji to be taken aback by the sheer amount of it there truly was.
“Clearly, I'm not beating you into submission often enough,” he snarled down at his shaft as he kicked off his boxers and tugged away his sleep shirt. Stepping over his pants, he sauntered grogily to the joined ensuite and flicked on the light. The usually stoic older brother of the Vinsmokes took in his sleepless reflection and scoffed at the tone of his under eyes.
Within the silvery reflection, Ichiji noticed each enhanced contour of his pale abdomen with his now flaccid cock tucked beneath his soiled pubic hair. He clicked his tongue with a curt hiss before placing himself into the shower. Rotating the tap heads around, the scorching water hit his back beneath the nozzle and cascaded down his spine to pool at his feet.
“Mommy?” he chastised himself with his venomous tone, “Really? And you for that matter.” Despite the content of his dreams, his mind moved towards the imagery of his sister’s closest and most trusted confidant. Reiju was the one who picked you as a companion and her assistant to her duties. Your kindness was only demonstrated in the ways you handled her duties, your smile only shown once a task was completed - and never directed to him or his brothers.
“Why am I dreaming of you?” he questioned as his hands motioned down his belly towards his cock, giving the shaft a few strokes as his cum congealed around the base beneath the water. “You are nothing to me. You mean… you mean… nothing-, fuck.” His hands slowly pumped along the contours of his rapidly swelling cock while his eyes fluttered to a close, “Just because you’re kind, considerate, intelligent, and so… so… hgmnh-... fuck…”
Ichiji’s hands picked up, squeezing at his tip ever so often and teasing his frenulum to entice a rise in his need, almost shocked by how hard his edge was stampeding towards release. Placing a hand on the shower door, his breath puffed out in heavy exhales and dampened the tiles with his ecstasy-laced pants. The reserved eldest brother of the Vinsmoke children continued focussing on your words, your image, the fictitious taste on his tongue of how he imagined your skin would paint on his palate, all the while rutting his hips in time with his strokes.
“F-Fuck you. You… You… Fuck… Cumming-!” his choked moan strangled his throat with his desperation, finally shuddering through the thick euphoria releasing from the tip of his cock. His cum painted the tiled wall, slowly oozing down the surface to trickle down the drain at his feet. The hot water continued to pummel his back while his body jolted through those final waves of ecstasy.
You were the central focus of his thoughts; picturing his cum possessively glazing your flesh and watching you continue to go about your duties as if he hasn’t claimed you as his. That’s what you were. His.
All he had to do was go and inform both you and Reiju as such at a more reasonable hour.
Niji
Laughter was the first thing to leave Niji's lips despite the unfeeling and humourless nature founded in his core. He was raised to be unfeeling, cold, calculated, yet that spark of laughter bloomed in his chest the longer he examined himself. His release still coated his belly and crotch, sticking to his skin while oozing down onto the mattress as his laughter slowly died down.
“Pathetic,” he uttered dryly while stretching his hands over his shoulders, arching his back against the mattress while his muscles became taut and rippled beneath his skin. As he de-arched his back, his hands slowly stroked down his shoulders and found his puckered nipples, giving them a hard pinch and hissing at the connection before he clawed his splayed hands down his waist and collected his viscous release onto his palm.
“Look at this mess you made,” he spoke to the memory of you dancing within his mind, “And ‘mommy’? Seriously? Tsk.” Niji collected his cum from his waist with his bare hands and stepped off his bed to walk towards his ensuite. Turning the faucet, he rinsed off his rapidly congealing spend before soaping up his hands to ensure no trace was left on his skin.
Once done, Niji shook his head and turned towards his shower and flickered on the toggles to flood water from the head into the rectangular glass before stepping in himself. He let the fog smear around his body while he shook his head at the memory. His laughter returned as he heard your words echoing back to him. Thoughts of having one command when he could and could not cum engaged a twitch of interest from his cock as it hung thickly between his legs.
“Good? Me?” he growled as he reached for his soap, lathering his face first before his armpits and down his chest, “As if that would get me off.” The suds oozed down his wast and caught on his cock, now standing at full mast and brushing against the tiled edge of the glass cubical. Gazing down at it, he tilted his head with a sneer on his features.
“What’s so good about being called ‘good’, anyway?” he growled as his balled fist found his shaft and slowly began stroking it to clean it of any remnants of cum. Despite his intentions to simply clean himself, his imagination began to run wild with the thought of earlier continuing to plague his mind with the shimmery image of you continuing to flicker behind his minds eye.
“Don’t you want to be good for me?” your voice echoed in his ear without any voice or breath to follow. His eyes fluttered closed, and suddenly he pictured your hand stroking his cock and pinching the tip to withhold his release from him. He groaned and slowly rocked his hips into his hand while continuing to picture it as yours.
“I don’t know if I can be good for you,” he whispered back to his fictitious imagination, “But let me try. I know I can try for you.” Niji continued to fuck his fist in sharp, deep thrusts while the claps of skin meeting skin began to ricochet throughout the echoed bathroom. His hand braced itself against the tiled wall while he continued to buck forward. His tip kissed the cool wall and had his eyes rolling in response.
Huffing and panting through the feeling, Niji felt his body reach its pinnacle of ecstasy while his other hand came to pinch his nipple. Gritting his teeth at the mixture of pleasure and pain, he continued to picture your lips in his ear, your hand on his cock, and your hand over his hand tugging at his chest while he chanted your name over, and over again.
“Cum for me, Niji,” his mind replayed repetitively. Niji immediately felt that euphoric rush split white while his pearlescent release hastily spattered all over the tile wall. His hips continued to buck through his thick release while he moaned and chanted your name over and over again like a bull mounting its mate. He continued past the point of his release and threw himself into a blaring amount of overstimulation the longer he pictured you touching him.
Unaware of when exactly he began to hold his breath, his eyes opened once again and he gasped in a mixture of air and water beneath the shower while he slowed the pace of his thrusts. He shook his head, dampening his blue locks with the clear liquid and allowing stringy strands to fall over his shoulder while he watched his cum move down the drain beneath him.
“You haunt me,” he chuckled darkly, “And when you wake up, you’ll find me reciprocating that immediately. Mark my words, you’ll learn that you’re mine soon enough.”
Yonji
Without warning or any prompting, the youngest Vinsmoke brother found his eyes going glassy and fogging with the final moments he shared with the ghost of you in his dream. Within the darkness of the cold and lonely room, Yonji refused to let that moment with you go as he rolled onto his belly amongst the bunched duvet curling around his middle. His hips ground into the material while his deflating cock halted in its retreat, smearing the cum he just expelled across the linens while his glossy tip brushed with the plush blanket.
“Why ‘Mommy’?” he sniffled softly, feeling that weakness and groggy aura from his restless sleep clinging to his chest with a sudden vulnerability he had never felt before, “I don’t-... It’s not-... I don’t like-...” His words lost themselves as his hips slowly began to move against his will and driving his cock into the folds of the duvet.
Yonji clenched his eyes tightly shut and found the image of you he had longed to see beneath him. Your head against the mattress, eyes peering up at him with love, your lips smiling sweetly with praise rapidly falling from them as if it burned you to keep his name hidden for any longer - Yonji used this image to fall his cock deeper against his blankets and grow his cock once more.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered into the dark, his eyes still closed while seeing your face haunting him, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” His cries only continued while he drove his cock deeper into the bed, feeling that cottony fabric brush against his oversensitive cock and catch against his frenulum. He pictured your hand reaching up and cupping his cheek, guiding him down to press his forehead against your own.
In reality, Yonji was snapping his hips rapidly into his bed, eyes closed and lips biting his pillow while his ass dimpled with the taut and release of the muscles he’d been gifted with. His green hair fell over his head and shrouded him in another curtain of safety while picturing it caressing the perimeter of your head and framing it with his aura.
“You have nothing to be sorry for, Yonji,” he heard his imagination call with your voice in his minds eye, “You’re making me so proud of you. You’re doing so well, baby. Keep making mommy proud, okay? You’re so close. I can feel how close you are.”
“I’ll make you proud, Mommy,” Yonji muffled hurriedly, feeling his belly tense with the call to an orgasm he could ride out, “I c-can do that. I can do that, Mommy. J-Just tell me you’re proud of me. T-Tell me y-you love me.” He felt the corners of his eyes prick with tears, truly unsure as to where the emotions came from to give him this extreme need to be praised and held.
Yonji felt his hips stagger the closer he drew, huffing and panting into the pillow while picturing himself huffing your scent and kissing your neck. His cock twitched and pulsated within the material, so close he could almost taste your words and hear them speak outside of his augmented memory. Just as he bit his lip and felt the first sparks of cum begin to spill, he heard your voice clearer than anything he imagined prior.
“I love you, Yonji.”
Immediately, Yonji openly began to cry. His eyes spilled over with thick, dewy tears while his cock spilled into the curled duvet. His belly grew tense and his stomach tingled while he emptied himself all over his bedsheets. He can’t remember the last time he felt this much relief at once: how easy his orgasm came to him, and crying into the pillow he slept on with such intensity.
As his hips came to an end, Yonji laid face down for a moment longer. He only parted his eyes to turn his head to the side and let out a soft whimper before scrunching them tightly shut. He sniffled and drew his hand up to his nose, brushing away the tears with the back of his wrist while his lips continued to quiver.
“I have never wanted to be someone's ‘good boy’ before,” his whisper caught in his throat while wracked with another small sob, “But if I did, I would want to be good for you, Mommy.” He lay there for a little while longer, finally finding sleep once again calling his name while hearing your hum and feeling your hands rake through his hair. He would never tell a soul he felt like this, not even you.
For now, his love for you will be his dirty little secret he will keep tucked into his heart any time he needs to find that comfort from you.
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Love your writing. Just finished reading one of your Doflamingo stories and it had me wondering, how would a Yandere Vinsmoke (any or all family members) respond to someone who reminded them of Queen Sora?
CW: OEDIPUS COMPLEX, PSEUDO INCEST IF YOU SQUINT.
Ichiji doesn't think much of it at first, after all neither him nor his siblings were that close to their mother. But nevertheless, something inside him likes the forbidden, the taboo nature of it all. The more he compares the two of you the more resemblances he finds, and he doesn't have the mind to feel guilty about how horny it truly makes him.
Niji has a much visceral reaction about that. He tries to deny it, he tries to separate the image of his deceased mother of you, the woman he is supposed to marry. But it becomes hard, becomes hard when everything you do somehow reminds him of a woman he barely knew. He becomes irritable, angry, reluctant to even interact with you. But in the end, he is forced to face his desires, and maybe, just maybe, admit that the idea of you being a motherly presence to him isn't as bad as he makes it sound.
Sanji is conflicted. Hell, he even went to Robin so she could conduct a test on him that he wasn't commiting some sort of psychological incest act. But at the same time, you provide such a comforting feeling, such a safe feeling. He wants to fall asleep in your arms and never wake up at times, never leave the warmth of your touch. Develops an oral fixation, specifically when it comes to your breasts, for nobodys surprise. The moment you start lactating from how much he sucks on them, that is the day you should start to pray. Sanji proposes right then and there.
Yonji quite frankly doesn't care. He is the most meat headed of them all and is quite good at separating any rational thoughts from his brain at any given time. Though, he will call you "Mommy" in front of his brothers just to make them uncomfortable. And he won't stop no matter how much you plead. So better get used to it!
Reiju is also able to separate the thoughts effectively most of the time. She is collected about it, mostly. She knows its natural to search for parental attributes in partners, or at least she tries to convince herself of it. Nevertheless, she tries to revert the thoughts by making you call her "mommy" in bed. And surprisingly, it kinda works.
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This fic is just about the fact I don't think the Vinsmokes would have good birthdays
The Vinsmokes didn't do birthdays at least not in the traditional since, in the Vinsmoke family birthdays were not for celebrating your life or your birthday, no the only thing about a Vinsmoke surviving another year that got celebrated is their achievement, they weren't getting celebrated as people but as tools, their worth was by how useful they are, and birthdays were only used to celebrated that usefulness
I have been working for the Vinsmokes for a while and in that time I had come to realize that they didn't really get birthdays, I mean they got celebrations but it wasn't for them as a person, it was more like telling a tool they have done good this year, it made me feel bad for them, so I decided to try even a little to give them a glimpse of what a normal birthday is like
Reiju
Reiju was the only Vinsmoke child that got a birthday to themselves which also meant her birthday was much less large then Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji's, not that she seemed to care she knew the weren't real celebrations anyways so she didn't care how big hers was, I hated seeing no one truly celebrated her especially with how nice she always was to me, even her younger brothers didn't spare her a real congratulations, the only one that would had long since left the cold walls the Vinsmokes live in, so I decided to take it upon myself to give Reiju the birthday she deserves, I knocked on her door the best I could holding the cake I made for her, and two plates as well as silverware, Reiju opened here door she smiled when she saw me saying my name before asking kindly "what are you doing here?" I held the cake up saying "I wanted to celebrate your birthday with you" She looked at the cake taking it from me and stepping aside so I could come in, she asked "you made this for me?" It definitely wasn't the best cake in the world, it was uneven and the frosting was definitely not the smoothest, the pink frosting came out pretty okay but the purple frosting hardly even looked purple it was much to gray, I smiled at her embarrassed saying "Yeah although it definitely isn't the best cake in the world" she smiled at me saying "it's perfect" she shut the door before walking over and placing the cake down on the table in her room, I quickly pulled out some candles placing them in the cake, I pulled out a chair for her to sit down, she sat down, I pushed the chair in before pulling out a lighter to light the candles after I lighted them I started singing happy birthday to her, she rested her head on one of her hands looking at me happily as I sang to her, after I finished I said "okay make a wish" she smiled leaning in and blew out her candles, after she started taking out the candles, she grabbed a knife and the two plates I brought with me and started cutting up the cake as she spoke "this was very sweet of you" she plated them before handing me one, she leaned in kissing my cheek softly, I felt my face heat up as I said "oh its really nothing" she said softly "no it's not, I really do appreciate this" I looked at her saying "well I appreciate you" I knew it definitely wasn't the best or most normal birthday in the world but it was better then nothing and I knew she was thankful for even the littlest amount of joy I tried to bring to her birthday
Ichiji
Ichiji definitely isn't the most friendly Vinsmoke in the world but despite his rough edges I've grown fond of him in the time I've been working in the castle and when him and his brothers birthday rolled around I decided to do something nice for the red brother, which is how I ended up here standing in front of his door nervously with a single cupcake the red frosting on it, it wasn't the best frosting in the world and all together it was definitely less impressive then the giant cake him and his brothers had earlier but I had put effort in to it, I hoped he would enjoy it but I was still to scared to knock on his door, before I could even think about retreating the door opened reveling the eldest Vinsmoke brother, he leaned against the door frame crossing his arms as he asked "were you planing to stand out here all night or were you going to knock?" I said a little to quickly giving away how nervous I was "of course I was going to knock sir" He chuckled "sure you were" He stepped aside giving me room to enter the room saying "well don't stand out there all night" I slipped into the room before he shut the door behind me, he walked over to me asking "what's the cupcake for?" I turned to him holding it out as I said "It's for you sir, because it's your birthday" I smiled at him even though I was nervous about his reaction I knew Ichiji was a tough person to please, he huffed saying "I already had cake for that I don't need you're pathetic excuse of a cupcake" I chuckled even if there was no real joy behind it, I spoke saying "Yeah but I wanted to make you something to" He didn't look like he got it but he did still hold his hand out saying "Fine hand it here I'll eat you terrible looking cup cake" I pulled it away from him heading over to the table in his room saying "let me light the candle first" he followed me over to the table and sat down as I pulled out a lighter lighting the candle that was on the small cupcake, he said coldly "this is stupid" I just sh'd him as the candle caught fire after that I looked over at him and the cupcake in front of him and started sing happy birthday, he did not look impressed at all, after I finished he said "I didn't need your show tones" I chuckled this time there was joy behind it as I said "Yeah but you didn't stop me" He scoffed but did argue back, I said "okay blow out your candle and make a wish" Ichiji said "a wish? I'm not a child" I said quickly so the candle didn't melt to much "just do it" He reluctantly did, it definitely still wasn't the most normal birthday but it had more care put into it then most of his and that was all I could try for
Niji
Niji was a jerk everyone who dealt with him knew that, I knew that especially well seeing as the blue haired brother seemed to find it fun to mess with me, still here I was in the kitchen making cupcakes for him after what I wasn't even sure could be called a birthday party, I mean sure it was extravagant but it was more a show of power then love, my thoughts were intrupted by the oven beeping, I quickly pulled the cupcakes out of the oven and started working on the blue frosting, it didn't go the best sure I did get the cupcakes frosted but I also got it all over the counter and myself, I stuck a candle in one of the cupcakes before going to clean up, as I was cleaning up I heard a very familiar snicker from the doorway, I looked over to the doorway to find Niji leaning against the door frame, he spoke up saying "You're a mess" I felt my face heat up at being caught like this because he was right I was a mess right now, Niji walked over to me wiping some of the frosting off my face with his thumb, after he licked it off his thumb and hummed saying "not haft bad, although it's definitely not the best thing I've ever had" I huffed saying "well you better like it because I made it for you" He chuckled as he followed me over to the cupcakes, me asked teasingly "oh you made them for me?" I grabbed the cupcake with the candle on it holding it out to him saying "yes I made them for you, it is your birthday isn't it?" He smiled saying "it is but I can guarantee the cake the chefs made will be better then this poor excuse for a cupcake" he chuckled "I mean really you got the frosting everywhere" I huffed saying "either shut up and light the candle or ill go give it to Ichiji"
Niji scoffed but still did bring up to of his fingers around the candle, blue lightning shot out lighting the candle, I smiled before I started to sing happy birthday to him, Niji crossed his arms looking at me like I was stupid but still let me sing him the whole song, after I finished I held the cupcake out to him saying "okay make a wish before the candle burns to much" He uncrosssd his arms leaning into the cupcake saying "I wish you wouldn't be so in to these stupid celebrations" He blow out the candle before grabbing the cupcake, I scoffed hitting his arm lightly "hey you're not supposed to say your wish out loud" He took the candle out of the cupcake throwing it before saying "that's stupid you're supposed to make your wants known" I crossed my arms as he started eating the cupcake, sure he really didn't get it but at least he's trying
Sanji
Sanji's birthday, just like everyone else's on the crew was a event, a very loud, a very happy, very crazy event, and one sanji happily participated in, the cake sanji made just like every other birthday was perfect the best anyone would ever have, and we're not going to talk about the one luffy tried to make for him, it was a disaster, let's just say Sanji banished him from the kitchen quickly, but just like every celebration it eventually had to end, and end it did even after though Sanji couldn't help but smile as we walked back to his room because he knew the crew truly cared for him just like everyone on the baratie. Birthdays meant a lot to Sanji because he knew what it was like to have no one truly celebrated the fact that you're alive, he could still remember the pain of sitting in that cold cell on his birthday wanting anyone to care about him, he truly was grateful for how many people cared about him now, and all the effort the put in to make sure he knew how much they cared about him
After his birthday party was over and we slipped further and further into the night I found myself laying on Sanji's chest, it wasn't uncommon for me to spend my nights laying on the blondes chest and he was always very happy about it but tonight I found him quieter then usual, it was so quiet in fact the only noises that could be heard was the waves crashing against the sunny outside, I looked up at the man with curly eyebrows from where my head laid on his chest, I said softly "Are you okay Sanji?" He looked down at me gently patting my back as he said "I'm okay beautiful" I decided to pry a little more asking "What are you thinking about?" He hummed softly before saying "My childhood" I stayed quiet waiting to see if he would elaborate anymore, I felt him use his nails to gently scratch my back, at the feeling I couldn't help but remember a few days ago when me, Nami, and Robin painted his nails, I smiled softly at the memory as he reached over to the bedside table grabbing his cigarettes and lighter, he slipped a cigarette into his mouth lighting it before setting the case and lighter back on the bedside table, Sanji inhaled deeply before exhaling the smoke, he looked up at the ceiling before saying quietly "when I was young I thought I was going to die in that cell, I never thought..." he trailed off taking another puff of his cigarette, after another bit of silence he spoke again saying "I never thought I'd have people who care for me as much as the crew and everyone on the baratie does, I never thought I'd get to have someone like you" He looked down at me bringing his hand up from my back to my head gently scratching it, I watched him as he smoked, he spoke up again saying "we never had birthdays when I was younger father said we hadn't done anything to earn a celebration, mom still always celebrated anyways at least...." he went quite I knew why, I knew how much his mom's death hurt him especially in a family were she was the only one who truly showed him love
I sat up moving to sit on his chest, right after he took another hit of his cigarette I grabbed it leaning over to stub it out in the ashtray on the bedside table, I looked down at him saying softly "I would love to celebrate your birthday with you for the rest of our lives" He smiled at me as I leaned down kissing him as we were kissing he exhaled the smoke that was in his lungs into my mouth, I breathed it in before pulling back from the kiss and blowing the smoke into his face, Sanji smiled up at me saying "You're so beautiful" I chuckled leaning down to pepper his face in kisses saying "No you're so beautiful" between the kisses I said "You're the best Sanji, you're the sweetest, and you're a great cook" Sanji smiled happily he clearly was eating up all the compliments I was giving him, I knew nothing I did would truly heal the pain of his childhood but I would do whatever I could to soothe it even just a little
Yonji
Yonji was loud and mean, not that it was surprising with how he was raised, power was everything in the Vinsmoke family and since Yonji was strong he was never really taught to be nice, still even with him being a jerk I felt like he deserved more care put into his birthday then he got, birthdays should be about caring for the person you're celebrating, not about how useful they are, so even if he was loud and mean I found myself in front of his bedroom door with a cupcake, I had a feeling he wouldn't be to impress with the cupcake and its terrible green frosting but it's the thought that counts even if I knew he didn't understand that, I knocked on his door, after a minute Yonji came to the door and opened it he looked at me crossing his arms before saying "what are you doing here?" I held up the cupcake saying "I brought you a cupcake for your birthday" He laughed loudly saying "you call that thing a cupcake" I scoffed glaring at him "it is not that bad" he chuckled uncrossing his arms and leaned against the door frame as he kept laughing saying "yes it is" I just huffed pushing past him into the room as he laughed, he's chuckling faded out as he closed the door saying "oh so you think you can just go where ever you want" I looked at him saying "we both know you would have invited me in after you were done laughing at me" He smiled at me because he knew I was right, he walked up to me swiping a bit of the frosting off the cupcake he put it in his mouth humming when he tried it, after he pulled his finger out of his mouth saying "not the worst frosting I've ever had, seems you don't suck at everything" I grabbed his arm pulling him over to the table as I said "if it's not that bad then come over here and let use celebrate properly" I sat him down at the table and placed the cupcake down, I lighted the candle on top before I started singing happy birthday, before I could even finish the song he intrupted me saying "what are you doing?" I smiled at him saying "I'm singing you happy birthday" He crossed his arms leaning back in the chair saying "that's stupid" I leaned on the table tilting my head as I asked "has no one ever sang you happy birthday?" He just scoffed and looked away, I couldn't help but feel worse for him then I did before I stepped foot in this room, I sighed saying "well I'm going to even if it is stupid" I started singing happy birthday again and this time he didn't interpret me, after I finished the song I said "okay make your wish" He huffed but didn't argue, he leaned in blowing out the candle, I smiled I was glad I could do something even a little normal for him
Warnings: Violence, blood, the germa brothers are a waning themselves
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Ichiji
Being the firstborn, he is very classic, in manners and in ideology.
He thinks you serve him as the perfect accesory to have a fullfilled life, like his father told him.
A partner good looking with a good reputation, the future parent of their children, the future consort of the germa kingdom.
He puts so much effort into you because nothing less is expected than perfection.
This means a lot of pressure is put into you, and a lot of repriments can come if you can't do it great.
Having you around makes Ichiji feel good, not because of you but because what you meant.
He doesn't really like spending time with you, but he can grant you some time alone (asides from public events) if you behave well.
That way he can grow a little bond with you, but not expect to much.
He doesn't talk to you that much, but he is more than happy to have you around if you are what you are expected to be.
But never even think about getting out or getting with another person, you are his, even if he isn't yours.
Niji
Being the middle child, he would love to find someone that can baby him, cuddle him... baiscally someone who can gave him all the love he wants and needs since childhood.
Someone a little motherly if you squint.
He would demand all your attention and love, even if you aren't avaliable on the moment.
You must laugh at his jokes, even when he is torturing someone, you must always give him the reason, or you can be the one who is hurt.
Don't even think about being with another person if you can be spending time with him, cause then he would get really jelaous and everyone would see his fury.
This moment it depends what makes you suffer more: if seeing other people you care tortured or you being tortured., then he would fo the worse.
The only times you can be with other people is when he is occupied with other things.
You both spent hours on his room, with all your attention put on him.
Yonji
This men is ruthless, so otherwise, he can't have someone with a strong personality.
He would go for the classic princess type.
Being the last child, he feels like he needs to have everything he want, and that includes you, he is too stubborn for his and your own good.
If you decline his attempts, he would continue to try and court you, without giving you time to rest.
He won't accept a no for an answer and you can see that he is not going to stop.
If you say yes, good, now you are his... if you say no and his patience runs out, he might kidnap you and get you to germa.
That moment, you realized that you wouldn't be able to deny anything for him.
Quality time, sex, love, etc if he asks it then he must have it, cause nobody denied nothign to him, never.
He has short temper and really explosive bursts of rage if things don't go as planned.
That is also the moment when you have to use your princess personality and be the nice face that calms him down.
CW: NSFW // oral sex, shameless dirty talk, sex toys, control freak Ichiji, Yonji might have mommy issues
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Ichiji:
He’s the eldest son of Germa, a famous prince and warrior, genetically engineered to be as indifferent and aloof as possible. He’s also the most measured of his brothers, the least likely to allow his desperation to turn him into a wild animal. But you get under his skin like no girl ever has, and when you’re behind closed doors, he has to work at remaining in control. And that pisses him of. But he loves your pussy more than he hates you, and he especially loves the taste of your pussy more than he wants to be rid of you. He usually copes with this perceived power imbalance by acting aloof and telling you how much you need him to fuck you, far more than he needs it.
“I’m doing you a favor, you know, by letting you have my cock. I could be fucking any other girl in the world right now. You’d better not make me regret my decision with your pathetic whining.” Of course, if you do stop with your pathetic whining, he’ll experience an existential crisis. He may appear calm and collected, but it’s a veneer- please don’t call his bluff.
He often asserts control over the situation by putting you in the most vulnerable position he can manage, stripping you naked while remaining clothed himself. You almost always end up bent over something with your exposed cunt high in the air. But his favorite way to assert power over you is to tease you, bringing you to the brink two or three times and then sending you on your way without satisfaction, sometimes not even cumming himself to drag it out for as long as possible. It’s a game he plays to feel in control, knowing you’ll feel that slickness between your legs until he personally takes care of it. He never lets you put panties on afterward, will often dangle them in front of your face and even laugh a little when you try to take them.
“What do you want these for, huh? To hide the evidence of how slutty you’ve been for me? It’s your fault you’re all wet, not mine.”
Of course, he can really only manage to achieve this with his fingers or cock. If he dips his tongue into your tight hole and gets a taste of your juices, or even just catches the scent when he takes your panties off, he’ll end up juicing you for as many orgasms as possible, spanking you and spitting on you to punish you for making him so pathetic.
Niji:
Niji is cold and aloof yet greedy and lecherous, which culminates in whirlwind sexual encounters that leave your body sore and twitching in the aftermath. Sure, he feels the urge to withhold pleasure from you, but he rarely ever does because that would require him to withhold pleasure from himself, and he certainly won’t be doing that, not when he’s at home in his castle and painfully erect. He finds his deeply selfish desire to feel your tight little hole clench extra tight around his throbbing cock as he fucks you into the mattress far outweighs his other deeply selfish desire to see your bottom lip quiver because he alone has the power to make you orgasm and refuses to do so with a cruel laugh the way Ichiji would.
He knows he’s spoiling you and has no genuine desire to indulge you as much as he does, but when the door closes and he pulls your panties down, the desire to see your eyes roll into the back over your head overtakes him, and he ends up thumbing your swollen clit while his hips snap against yours, lewd sounds spilling from your lips. It’s gotten to the point that he can’t cum unless he feels you clenching around him, but he’s certainly not going to hurry things along and cum before he’s good and ready, meaning you’re just going to have to cum again and again and again until he’s covered in a thin sheen of sweat and ready to pump you full of cum.
"Give me one more. Just one more, and I'll cum inside you. Fuck, just like that."
He feels entitled to your orgasms, so much so that he doesn’t allow you to make yourself orgasm and would probably start a literal war if someone else did. He and he alone deserves the privilege of feeling you clench and tasting you after, and he’ll do anything to keep that privilege, even going so far as to lock you up in your room when he’s away.
Yonji:
The first few times he fucked you, he didn’t even try to make you cum. Of course, you were so desperate for his cock you almost did anyway, but that was the furthest thing from his mind. But what did weigh on his mind was how good your little pussy felt, the best he’d ever fucked. And so he kept coming back for more, slowly starting to realize you felt the same about his cock and came quite easily, embarrassingly easily, around it.
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you’re cumming. You’ve probably never been fucked like this in your entire life.”
He’s stingy and has no qualms about taking without giving anything in return, but he’s also cruel and enjoys seeing you begging for relief. Thus, he won’t allow you to cum without properly humiliating you- or, more specifically, making you humiliate yourself. He wants to strip you down and have you crawl on your hands and knees toward him, wants to sit back and laugh at you while you get yourself off by grinding into his thigh, wants to see tears fall down your flushed cheeks because you need to cum so badly but he keeps pulling back as soon as you reach the edge.
As an aside, what he wants more than anything else (though he’s loathe to admit it) is to be humiliated by you. If you catch him off guard, tie him up, make him call you mommy or mistress, and ride his face until you’re overstimulated, he’ll most definitely be the one crawling back. He might even be a little nicer the next time he falls into your bed late at night and pulls your panties down, though the chances of an improved attitude are quite slim, especially if he thinks being a jerk will cause you to dominate him once more.
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TEETH TO YOUR FLESH 🍓 VINSMOKE ICHIJI X F! READER
ＫINKTOBER DAY 6: BITING
🐙 requested by: Anonymous. Biting (Day 6) for Ichiji Vinsmoke and a female reader that’s his (promised) Fiancée since childhood days?
⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. not that sexual, more on the "romantic" side. arranged marriage. biting.
🐙 wc: 1.2k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist
“Auch! Mooooom, Ichiji bit me again!” you screamed.
Your mother snatched you from your little hand; a deadly stare made you silent almost instantly. The tears were kept at bay, as they just pooled in your eyelids. You shouldn’t, you mustn’t disobey nor piss off the Germa prince.
“Stop it, (Name). I told you; Ichiji-sama can do anything he likes! You will be killed if you disobey!”
You, by the time you were already born, were promised as future Germa 66’s king Ichiji as a wife. Somehow, to Judge himself and the rest of scientific crew, your potential was high enough to meet the future queen expectations -probably just to bare children even more modified than Ichiji himself-.
And the time flew with you having to put up with a kid that soon turned into a young man… You would lie if you said you didn’t miss him a bit when he became an adult; always from war to war, always training and studying… where was that kid that enjoyed messing with you? biting your arm all of a sudden, and even sometimes coming with tears in his eyes that nobody should see?
Yet, the time was close; the date set since forever, in which you would finally become his wife was around the corner. You were taken to his side of the Germa palace, were thousand maids started a month earlier to prepare you for your future husband…
“Miss (Name), Ichiji-sama will return today from a mission. You need to be ready for tonight!” one of the maids tells you.
Ah, that dinner you were told about a couple of months prior. Should you speak? Should you mention anything at all? What would happen tonight?
Dressed in red finest fabrics you stand in front of the mirror; your hair on a braid rests on your left shoulder and your skin exudes the sweet scent of chocolate and strawberry. You were specifically bathed in oils that smelt just like a sugary dessert.
Alone, with two guards behind you, you walk down an immense hall you remember from your childhood days. You were used to run from Ichiji’s biting torture; that kid had hyper fixated into using his teeth to play with you.
The opened doors of the dining room welcome you; a big table with only just two seats, one on each side, full of food you are sure two people can’t even remotely finish.
“Miss (Name), please take a sit. Prince Ichiji will arrive soon” a maître says, coming out of nowhere.
You nod and sit where you were indicated to do so. Nervous, you fidget with your fingers; It’s been a minute since you’ve seen him.
Perhaps it’s been two minutes in total silence, but you felt it like an eternity until a warm, heavy hand slid through your shoulder and back.
“Sorry for the delay” his sweet voice, sweeter than he looks, reverberated inside you.
Your stiffened back remained that way as your eyes followed him walking to his seat. Wearing his prince attire, and not his Germa suit, Ichiji Vinsmoke had the appearance of prince charming – a very severe, not so friendly, and smoking hot prince charming-.
“Your hair has gotten a lot longer, hasn’t it?” he observes, once he gets comfortable. Ichiji acts a lot different that his brothers, he is a true royal. Manners are important if he wish to be the next King of these lands.
You take your eyes from the silver plate in front of you, to a swift look at him before answering. Cheeks on fire; when has he ever paid attention to your hair?
“I think so, Ichiji-sama… is it ok for you? or should I cut it?” you ask, grabbing the braid in between your hands.
Ichiji, taken aback, took some time before taking his dark cherry glasses off. For the first time in years, you are able to see his blue eyes again. And despite them being framed by an annoying frown, you realized that deep inside he is still a kid.
“Should a future queen ask such nonsense? Who am I to decide the length of your hair?” he asks, standing up and slapping the table.
You, startled, blink a few times before freezing completely. Of course you must ask, you were taught you should obey him no matter what since the day you were born.
Ichiji’s annoyance grows the more you keep silent; he walks towards you, with his white cape flaming as he moves.
His hand, covered in little cuts he won’t admit he has from past battles, strongly takes the braid from your hands to inspect it.
“I don’t care how long your hair gets as long as it can be moved out of the way” he mutters, pulling so softly from it to let you know you should stand up.
The prince throws your braid off, letting it fall on your back and his hand land on your mandible. Just a finger there, and his thumb so close to your lips, seems enough to leave you breathless.
Ichiji smirks; slowly, he moves your head to the side to expose your neck and coming close he simply murmurs some more words before attacking your flesh with sharp teeth…
“I don’t mind your hair, I don’t mind your clothes… MY only order is to let me enjoy your flesh, (Name)... and you smell, as always, so deliciously~”
You swallow, what order? If there isn’t anything you wish the most right now than him eating you alive?
He carves his teeth deep into your skin; marking your neck so that everybody knows Ichiji Vinsmoke’s future wife is only his.
You moan to his first attack, making the man topping you to slightly stop; that sweet whimper caused things to his insides he cannot even describe. His hands, in response, passed from your waist to your thighs, lifting you up to finally deposit you on the table. The food Scattered all around, he didn’t care and nor did you.
He rips the fine strings of fabric that were holding your dress up; he wants to enjoy your flesh, again, he doesn’t even care about the clothes.
“You’ve grown up…” he forgets, for a moment, that dominant role to become a simple man amazed by the beauty of your chest.
“You have as well…” you murmur, remembering once when you were innocent teenagers trying to discover what human anatomy looked like naked.
He smiles, this time so genuinely it almost scares you… Ichiji shouldn’t have feelings, yet you know he always hid them.
“Come’ere” he laughs, attacking your breasts with those sharp fangs you are so pleased to feel carving marks again… this time as adults, not innocently but so lustfully, so sinfully…
Slowly, your back finally meets the table. Ichiji falls on top of you, with his hands on each side of your shoulders and his hair slowly losing the hairdo; he looks so hot with his crimson hair down.
“I am dying to fuck you” he states, so needy.
“Fuck me, then…” you whisper, with cheeks on fire and your nails carved on his back.
His eyes wander yours; his lips separate…
“You know I shouldn’t…”
“I know…”
He can’t. He has it forbidden. Cruel rule imposed by his father, the King. He shouldn’t have intercourse with his wife if not before she’s been taken to the lab… exactly like his mother.
ITS VASH ichiji with a strawhat s/o and he collects there wanted posters maybe sanji doesn’t know that’s his s/o until he sees them kissing during whole cake and is like “Brutha ughhhh” (they got captured too in zou but it was cus ichiji misses them) ON MY KNEES
The Straw-hats were in awe that Y/N and Sanji had been taken by Bege.
The explanation for why the blonde-haired man had been kidnapped explained a lot but what confused them was when they took their other crewmate. The Straw-Hats had only known the man for a few months since he had been gone for more than 2 years, vanishing from thin air yet he had come back to join the crew.
They were currently worried for their captain since the scream had been his only reaction so far to the kidnap.
Luffy turned around and looked at the crew with the most serious look they had seen on his face since Sabaody.
"We are saving them."
MEANWHILE, ON WHOLE CAKE ISLAND, WHERE THE BIG MOM PIRATES AND NOW GERMA 66 ARE RESIDING FOR THE WEDDING BETWEEN SANJI AND PUDDING....
"Slow down! Jesus, I get you missed me and shit, but we got time!"
"Shut up. I need you now."
Two men snuck around in secret since the Fire Tank Pirates dropped Sanji and Y/N off at Germa 66.
The Vinsmoke Brothers had already been reunited.
Of course, it didn't go super well for either Sanji or Y/n- well mostly just Sanji, the (H/C) haired man disappeared including his brother Ichiji.
Ichiji who had been the one to take the other man away from his brothers and his father, opened the door to his bedroom as he pulled the slightly shorter man into his room before he closed the door and locked it.
The (H/C) haired man smirked as he pulled the red-haired man closer to him. "Damn, you must really want me all to yourself huh?" he teased the slightly taller man who shook his head.
"Shut up." Ichiji immediately kissed Y/N and pressed their bodies against one another.
A small gasp was heard yet the other man kissed back almost immediately.
It had been a hard few months without his lover and Ichiji thought he was going to go insane from not having him. He didn't feel most emotions a lot but he loved the feelings that he felt when around his boyfriend.
It wouldn't take long for them to take off their clothes soon anyways.
The (H/C) haired male deepened the kiss and had his arms wrapped around his neck while the slightly taller man had his hands around his waist and on his ass.
The two men were just moving their hands over each other's bodies.
They slowly moved over to the bed without breaking apart. Y/N moved his hands to his chest before pushing Ichiji onto the bed, the slightly taller man took off his glasses as he watches the other man slowly remove his own shirt.
The red-haired man was getting impatient as he began taking the rest of his outfit off. It was getting annoying to wear.
"Hurry up! I want to fuck you!"
"Be patient, and who said you were fucking me?"
"You know I fuck you good."
The slightly smaller man rolled his eyes as he got on the other's lap, feeling the man's arms around his waist. "I remember last time you were begging-"
Ichiji pulled Y/N back into a kiss as he leaned backward while pulling him down with him.
His boyfriend smiled in the kiss as he leaned into the touches that he was receiving which always felt great. Being apart for so many months had been exhausting without feeling any touch from one another.
The red-haired man was sick of taking their time.
He wanted the other man now.
Ichiji, after a while, flipped them so he was on top and he got to work on getting their underwear on the ground instead of on them. Y/N had been surprised by the sudden movement and tried to regain control except the other man moved to pin his hands above his head.
The two men were completely naked and were super eager to have either one of them inside the other.
The slightly taller man was going to prep his lover first except the slightly smaller man wrapped his legs around his waist pulling him closer to his hole. His lips moving to his neck now.
"C'mon, fuck me already!"
"Look who's the eager one now."
The (H/C) haired man whined as he struggled in the restraints. "I am going to fuck you so hard I swear to-"
Ichiji cut the other man off with his cock inside of him. A chuckle escaped his lips just from seeing his boyfriend gasp and moan from it, he used his free hand to begin gently stroking the other man's cock.
Hearing those moans were music to his ears.
He wanted to hear more.
A grin formed on his lips as he began a slow motion when he was stroking Y/N's cock, his own thrust were starting out slow which had the other man whining while moaning for more.
"That's right, mutt~!" His thrusting slowly got quicker as he fucked the other man. "You prepped yourself didn't you earlier? You dirty little slut, you were hoping to get taken and returned to me." There was no way he was going to let go of his lover now, his body even craved him by how well his hole was taking his dick. "That's why your hole is taking me so well~!"
"Ah~! Ye-Ye- fuck baby-"
The smaller man couldn't even get words out since everytime, he let out a very loud moan.
The two would never care if others heard them or not.
The servants knew better than to disturb him anyways or comment on how loud the noise was whenever he and his lover were loud.
His thrusts weren't going to stop until the both of them were exhausted.
They could go for hours, maybe more if they were that needy.
Y/N's legs tightened around his waist as he was getting fucked. "I-Ichi-" Even moaning his name was hard, making Ichiji chuckle as he moved down to kiss the tears on his precious mutt's cheeks.
"So fucking gorgeous."
"You are mine, do you understand?"
The poor dumb (H/C) haired man could only nod at any questions while he fucked him and got rougher with it.
The redhead couldn't contain his own grunts after a few more thrusts. "Only I can fuck you this good, you are mine!"
Y/N nodded as he squeezed his fists and his back arched more. "F-Fuck!" the smaller man tried to get his wrists out of the grip and he wanted so he could touch his lover so much. "P-Please! Ngl~!"
"Please what, baby?"
"I want to touch you-" Another loud moan escaped his lips when a rough thrust had been done, the shorter man was beginning to shake as he bit the inside of his cheek. "P-Please- ah~! I-I need to-"
His lover was relieved when his wrists weren't pinned anymore and he quickly tangled his hands in his red curls.
Feeling the fingers in his hair was a sort of wake-up call for him.
His thrust started quickening and his grasp moved to the other's hips as he began leaving bruises on his hips, the moans got louder and they were sure to be heard but neither of them would care if anyone heard him fucking his lover.
Ichiji was going to fuck his partner all night.
The room was only full of moans while they continued to fuck until his lover was dry from cumming which wouldn't be for awhile.
After a few more moments, Y/N's cum covered Ichiji's cock but the slightly smaller man quickly flipped them before his lover could pull out of him as he started riding him wanting to hear the noises that came out of his mouth.
"W-Want to-" The (H/C) haired man's breathing was shaky as he rode the bigger cock. "Want to make you feel good too baby, I-I wan- ah~ you moaning my name-"
Ichiji felt his heart racing as he couldn't stop himself from moaning, the noises he was making would only be loud enough for the other.
"F-Fuck baby..."
Y/N moved closer as he moaned in his ear, and he began kissing his face while speaking. "It f-feels so good~ ah~" he whispered in his ear. "I missed it- you-"
Hearing those words alone, he had already cummed but neither of them stopped.
Their bodies shook as they continued even after their bodies showed signs of exhaustion, they were going to milk each other dry. The lust in their eyes as they looked at each other.
Ichiji craved every inch of his boyfriend.
The two didn't stop until around 12 am when they were dry and exhausted, Y/N had his head under Ichiji's chin and his arms around his waist as they lay naked.
The red-haired man gently kissed his forehead before the two fell asleep.
"What is taking that brat of yours?"
Judge laughed nervously as he shook his head. "I'm sorry Linlin, he said he would be awhile because he and his boyfriend were going to show up together," he answered the giant woman.
Sanji just rolled his eyes while his other siblings glanced at the women servants that were around.
The giant pink-haired woman tilted her head. "Really? My grandson is introducing his boyfriend!" She began eating the cupcakes that were on the table. "Wonderful! We are meeting our children's lovers and celebrating a marriage."
Big Mom looked at her secondborn son. "Are you excited to see your son's lover?" she asked.
The tallest man in the building nodded his head yet didn't say anything. He had known about this lover for a while, he had just wished his son had kept far away from the Big Mom Pirates.
Of course, the plan had failed to hide his son.
He'll have a talk with him later since he had been pretty sure all evidence of his son had never resurfaced.
Katakuri should have been careful.
Everyone's thoughts were interrupted when the doors opened, the room went quiet and nobody said a word at the sight in front of them.
Sanji looked over and he almost choked on the tea he had.
Y/N and Ichiji had walked into the room together.
' Okay...maybe they just met each other in the hallway and thought to walk in together.' The blonde-haired man thought. ' Maybe...'
Then, the red-haired man kissed the slightly smaller man's cheek and moved an arm around the (H/C) haired man's waist. Big Mom smiled happily at the sight, Judge had a surprised look on his face once he saw that but it was mainly because he didn't believe his sons could feel anything.
"WHATTTTTTT?!!!!"
His jaw was on the ground and Sanji had the most disgusted look on his face
Y/N moved away from Ichiji to kiss Katakuri on the cheek. "Hey Papa!" He smiled at both his grandmother. "You know my boyfriend, Vinsmoke Ichiji."
The giant woman laughed with joy in her tone when she heard that. "I'm so happy for you two! Let me know when there is a proposal on the way." She said ruffling her small grandson's head.
"WHAT THE HELL, Y/N?!!! THAT'S MY BROTHER!!"
"I know Sanji."
"AND YOU'RE A CHARLOTTE?!!! SINCE WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL THE CREW!!"
The (H/C) haired man rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms. "You didn't exactly tell the crew you were a vinsmoke so I don't want to hear it." He moved his hands to his hips. "Besides, I've been with your brother since Luffy told us to wait two years."
He looked away at the answer as he frowned. "But he's my brother! That's disgusting, I've told you what he's done."
"Don't worry, I'll keep him in line like I did last night." Y/N wrapped his arm around Ichiji and grinned. "He won't misbehave, right babe?"
"Tch." The red-haired acted like he was annoyed but he nodded at the question "I understand."
"Good boy!"
"DON'T CALL HIM THAT IN FRONT OF ME."
"What's your issue? I dealt with you flirting with women all the time..."
"BUT I'M NOT FLIRTING WITH YOUR BROTHER!!"
"Luffy knows, he's chill with me dating him."
The blonde-haired man was completely panicking and he stared at his crewmate yet everyone else was fine with this. Luffy knew? He couldn't believe this, he was panicking internally and he just leaned back in his chair while Y/N and Ichiji got settled in their seats.
This was his life.
He couldn't believe it. He was really marrying into the Charlotte family and he was going to be related to the (H/C) haired man, he did not want to think about this at all but his crewmate was not going to allow him a piece of mind.
"Well, at least we are going to be siblings-in-law any sort of way~!"
