Hiiiii, omg it soooo nice to see new people writing for One Piece, specially that write for that many characters, because I was gonna ask just for some strawhats, but then I saw you write for so many other of my faves that I couldn't stop thinking (sorry I'm rambling). I would reaaaally like some Beckman, Mihawk, Katakuri, Kinemon and Rayleigh (I would prefer if it wasn't poly for Kin and Rayleigh, not that I dislike Tsurujo or Shakky they r great, super badass, I'm just being extremely gay right now) with a male or gn reader, that keeps calling them not just handsome and hot but also cute and pretty and beautiful (I did that with my boyfriend and its really cute when more manly people get soft compliments, that just don't expect them). If you want of course, but thank you either way.
OLDER MEN POST (you picked out some yummy men especially the last two)
Beckman shakes his head at you everytime you do it. Beckman isn’t really used to “softer” compliments as he’s typically been in superficial relationships that are purely sexual in nature so when complimenting him like this he doesn’t mind it, just isn’t used to it and is probably kinda flustered and flattered by it (secretly, you probably have no idea tbh since he hides it well). Secretly likes it but probably won’t admit it. He usually will give an amused smile and then tease you with something you knows may fluster you instead, (like a compliment or a nickname)
Mihawks expression will not change but his face almost looks… brighter somehow.. when you say such things about him. He’ll usually reply with a compliment of his own with a straight face. Though he treats your compliments as if you’re stating a fact, since that’s what he does. So he’s just like, confused when you call him cute. “I certainly hope I’m not.” Is typically his response.
Katakuri is far more… flustered by this. I’m gonna be honest I can see him being like a nearly 50 year old (yes he’s that old) virgin. (Oh my god why is he 48). Katakuri typically gets red in the face by being called cute but will typically say “im not cute..” while the tips of his ears burn crimson. He’s just not used to compliments unless it’s related to his strength and how cool he is. And yeah perhaps girls have come onto him and have called him attractive but never something like this.. like just seeing him as a person capable of being soft, cute. Katakuri sometimes gives you a shy “thank you” cause his brain can’t form any other response.
Kinemon is so flustered oh my goshhhh what a nerd. Anytime you give him any kind of compliment, whether it’s calling him sexy or adorable, his entire face goes beet red and smoke steams out of his ears. He’ll probably stutter something about how you need to stop embarrassing him so much with your lovely words, he truly isn’t worthy!
Rayleigh (happy late bday btw) loves it. Though certainly not something he’s ever received before (besides maybe Shakky… or Roger as a joke and perhaps because Roger is just a flirt like that) he welcomes it. Will return the compliments in full but Rayleigh has a habit of making it dirty really fast (low key a perv sorry) but he’s always romantic about it. Truly a man that can make you swoon. He’s a man that is praised by pirates, he’s a man that even in his “retirement” is feared. So like, just kinda nice you just give him soft compliments like that.
Also the Yukuta Kine'mon wears showin off his tits and thighs all the time hgggnn
Also the perverted thing is so !!!! Pls elaborate Im begging Im so fucking down bad for him and theres nothing on him.
anon, I joke about this in tags a lot but I literally had to get up and take a walk halfway through writing this. Thank you for encouraging Kin’emon thots 🙏
CW: NSFW/minors DNI; size kink; fem reader
Kin’emon watches you from the other side of the deck, riddled with lurid fascination, as you hum to yourself while hanging laundry, moving back and forth from your basket to the line with a graceful ease that he finds strangely alluring. He places a wide hand on his chest and tries to steady his heavy breaths, not wanting to give away his position; he was already barely hidden by the staircase, the ship scarcely able to shield his impressive height. He didn’t mean to look—at least that’s what he tells himself, anyway, as he bites his lower lip, his eyes rapidly moving over your barely-clothed form. He didn’t mean to find himself pressed against the wall, his face burning, desire roiling in his core, while you stood on your tiptoes to pin laundry to the line. And he certainly didn’t mean for his heart to beat like the wings of a caged songbird at the sight of your t-shirt inching up to reveal the tantalizing curve of the small of your back, your shorts just barely covering the round of your ass.
Kin’emon knows his feelings are improper, tells himself that he’s above his impure thoughts of you; yet his hand drifts down, almost of its own accord, and reaches under his yukata, feeling how hard you’ve made him with your temptations. He hisses through his teeth as he slowly starts to palm his impressive length, visions of you hovering over him—your knees on either side of his face, shins resting on his broad shoulders, his massive hands gripping your ass as you ride his eager mouth and coat his beard in your sweet juices.
“Oh Kin’emon!” His eyes widen as he hears you call in a teasing, sing-song voice. “Can you come help me?”
“Oh! Why certainly!” he responds little too eagerly and a little too loudly, quickly rearranging himself. “You were in luck, I have only just arrived here on the deck in the last few moments!”
“Gosh, what good timing you have,” you yell back. He’s far too busy trying to calm his pulsing cock to notice the mischievous grin that you’re sporting.
He crosses the deck to you, his walk stilted as he tries to contain himself, already feeling the heat of yearning at the sight of you starting to overtake him again.
“It’s just so hard for me to reach the top of the line,” you whine sweetly, holding up a pair of your shorts. “Can you hang these for me?”
“Why of course, what an easy task.” He readily accepts them from you and pins them up, trying not to admire the garment and wonder how you’d look in it. He steadies his breathing and stills his mind as he goes about pinning up item after item, almost finding a quiet mediation in the act that distracts him from his unclean thoughts of you.
He glances over as you bend to pick up another item from your basket; you linger for a moment, the underside of your ass cheeks on full display as they peek out of the bottom of your shorts. Kin’emon stifles a gasp, noticing how the fabric clings to your body, and he nearly chokes on his tongue when he sees the faint outline of your pussy lips through the thin material.
You stand up, grinning from ear to ear, and hand him a pair of your panties. “Mind hanging these up, too?”
“You—you cease this behavior immediately!” His voice quavers with barely-suppressed lust, his face turning redder with every word.
“What behavior?” You cock your head and pout, knitting your eyebrows together in faux confusion. “Do you mean the laundry?”
“You know what I am referring to, you temptress!” His breaths become unsteady as you move towards him, your hand on your hip, legs fully on display as you stride slowly. “You are being unreasonably forward!”
“I’m being forward?”
“Indeed,” he gulped, his hands shaking too much to hold onto the delicate garment in his hand, and he feels the air shift as they drift to the ground. “You are being highly vulgar in your actions!”
“Huh. You don’t say?” you murmur as you stand on your tiptoes, engulfed by his towering form. You place your hand on his bare chest, gently running your fingers down, down, down his body until your palm lands on the massive, twitching hardness under his robes and you feel him pulse in your hand. “Maybe I’m being a little out of line, but I’d say this feels pretty vulgar to me.”
Kissing Headcanons for O-Tsuru, Kinemon Fukoboshi and Jinbe
O-Tsuru
She is more a gentle type, with chaste kisses on the cheek lips and forehead. She will also do long kisses on the lips, but is a little bit afraid to do anything more intimate than that.
Otsuru is the type to notice you have a bit of food stuck at the corner of your mouth and she playfully kisses you there to get it for herself, despite being a little bit shy about it.
Unlike her husband Kinemon, she is not at all daring and feels that as a woman of wano she should be a role model to the younger generation.
However, that doesn’t mean she isn’t willing to try in a very private place. Maybe you can help her come out of her shell and show her some new things.
Kinemon
Kinemon has absolutely no tact and no shame with kissing. He will try to kiss you anywhere and everywhere that he can. He also has no concept of privacy (something that he may or may not have learned from oden.)
His kisses are hard, fast and sloppy. He will often get so caught up in what he’s doing that he will need to stop and slow down for a second in order to get back to where he started.
Kinemon also does not care who sees him kiss you, and actually takes it as a badge of pride. He wants the world to know that you’re his and nobody else’s.
In that vein, he had no idea what hickeys were, but once you told him what they were, he wants to cover you in them. You recommend that he only do it where it can be covered. He pouts about it.
Fukaboshi
With how much bigger he is, you can give him kisses all over his chest and face. You have tried to sneak up on him for a kiss but because of his stature he always sees you.
His go to for casual kisses are on the forehead gently to not hurt you, and when you do go for the full kissing he tries to be extra careful of his sharp teeth.
Just like Jinbe, he loves giving you underwater kisses. He’ll put his mouth to yours, and fill your lungs with air so you don’t inhale a bunch of water. It’s the power of gills.
He has definitely asked the mermaids for kissing tips. He wants to make sure he gives the best kisses possible to his partner, so he asks the locals. There’s a special type of kiss known only to fishmen, so he wants to show it to you.
Jinbe
The originator of the underwater kiss. It was originally a way to help save lives by breathing in air, but now it’s a sweet romantic gesture shared by the two of you.
Jinbe is very shy when it comes to kisses. Even when you give him a little peck on the cheek, his face burns red. If you think his face is red then, try giving him a mouth kiss!
Over time he becomes less shy with his kisses, however he does not become more daring. He’s just more comfortable giving you kisses in public now.
The straw hats have attempted to teach him different ways to kiss, but it always ends up in him gently rebuffing the advice, and Sanji passing out on the floor due to his overactive imagination. Jinbe feels he is just fine at kissing you. And you would agree.
As you may or may not know, spanish is my mother tongue and I think re-writing/translating my works to it could improve the overall reader experience for my hispanic readers/followers. So whah do you think?
Summary: NSFW story Kinemon devouring fem! reader in the bath. He has dreamed about this moment since he first met y/n and now he can live out his fantasies
this is 18+ only
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Content notes: peeping, breast play, big cock, fingering
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What you need after a long day is a hot, long bath, all by yourself. The water and steam are soothing and you're using your favourite bathing oil. It's so relaxing that you must have dozed off, because you didn't hear anyone enter until a loud clash ripped you from your thoughts. In the thick steam of the bathhouse you can see a towering figure - fuck, who is there? You jump up and quickly grab your towel to wrap it around you.
"Who's there?", you call out, walking towards the figure. You're still not fully awake, not fully alert. The floor is wet and slippery - and before you know it you're sliding, landing flat on your back.
"Ouch, God dammit", you cry out in frustration. As you are still cursing, the figure is coming nearer, and now you see it's Kinemon, wearing a small towel around the waist. "My apologies, I thought the bath was unoccupied...ca- can I be of assistance?", he asks in his uptight way.
As he comes closer and realises what he is seeing, his eyes widen and his mouth opens in surprise. You see his gaze wandering from your face, down to your breasts where he seems to be stuck for quite a while before he continues to drink in your waist and thighs with his eyes. After what feels like an eternity he finally regains his wits and swallows audibly, trying to look away but failing miserably. In an attempt to sound normal, maybe even chivalrous, the samurai gets down on one knee and offers you his hand to help you get up.
"Did you wound yourself in your fall?", Kinemon asks in a shaky voice, resuming his staring. He is so close now, that you become suddenly aware how your position might look to him, lying on the floor with but a towel around you, that is barely covering your body. He has looked at you with hunger for the past weeks. First in secret, conceiled by sideways glances and excuses, than more boldly and directly. His expressive eyes where wandering over your body relentlessly and you could almost read the dirty thoughts in his expression. You didn't mind so much than, and you realize you don't really mind it now. In fact, his towering height, broad build and strange customs have intrigued you for a time now, you found yourself wondering if his cock measured up to the size the rest of his body promised. You wondered what he might have in mind if he got an opportunity to live out the fantasies that where undoubtedly playing in his mind each time he saw you.
Fantasies that were in your mind as well. This strange warrior might do delicious things to you if you just let him, so you say "Come to think of it, you can assist me", as you slowly open your bath towel and reveal your naked body to him. You study his expression carefully: At first, his brow is raised in confusion, than his eyes are gleaming with delight as he seemed to understand what was finally happening, a bright red blush appearing on his cheeks. You open your legs to give him the full view.
A gasp escaped his throat as he was overwhelmed with his hottest wish coming true. His eyes meet yours and you give him a slight nod to reinforce your request. His gaze dips to your breasts once again and you can almost feel his excitement as he grabs your breast with a groan. His calloused, huge hand caresses your skin, kneading your flesh, his thumb rubbing over your hard nipple. The second hand follows and he is working both of your tits with a tight but not painful grip. "Perfect...and so soft", he mutters.
His gaze is fixed on your chest while his tongue is wetting is lips. You know that inviting him like this was the right decision as his mouth begins sucking on your nipple, his naughty tongue stroking all the sensitive spots with relentless hunger. He is certainly not brutal, but he is also not gentle. Like a dam that has been broken, his need for you is loose and wild. You hear him groaning and slurping as he sucks and licks every millimetre of your breasts, driving you wild and wanting for more.
He stops, gasping and heaving to turn his attention to your face. He has never been that near, and he has never looked so big in comparison to you. You get pinned to the ground as he covers your mouth with his, giving you a direct taste of that skillful tongue as you feel his hands wander down your waist to your hips and around your ass. Grabbing your butt, he easily lifts you off the ground to press your pussy against his hard cock. As your curiosity overwhelms you, you put your hands against his chest to push him away, and he reluctantly breaks the kiss. "Do not be scared, maiden" you hear him say, pleading, "I just want to please..."- "off with that towel", you command. And with a relieved smile, he complies. A movement of his hand sends the towel flying, to give you the opportunity to return the stare. His penis was certainly appropriate for his body size and you get wet even imagining what it must feel like inside you.
As if he was reading your mind, Kinemon let out yet another moan. Instead of his cock, you feel one finger on your vulva, stroking up and down. A dirty grin is forming on his face as he feels how wet your are. After a few strokes, you feel him push his finger inside you . A pleased sigh escapes from your mouth, his finger recedes, and than two fingers enter again, stretching you a little more, testing you, teasing you. He is moving his hand up and down slowly, observing your reaction.
You want and need more. "Stop the fingering, I know you can't wait to fuck me", your challenge earns you another surprised gasp from the swordsman.
"I...I don't want to hurt you, small maiden", you hear him mutter. But he is a bad liar and his already bucking hips betray his words. You move your hips down, rubbing your pussy against his cock - earning you a strained grunt and he freezes, body shivering. He thrusts his hips forward, shoving his giant cock into your vagina. You scream in pleasure and delicious pain as his hot cock stretches you to the limit. You thought you where as hot and wet as you can get, but his caution was actually reasonable. Even with his hands holding your hips tightly and his hips pushing he doesn't get far inside. As this realization hits, you get as excited as never before, almost losing your mind to the idea of being railed by his full size. You grab his thick, black hair and whisper into his ear, demanding more, everything.
Now he let's out a stifled cry of agony, wanting it, too, almost coming from the thought of fucking that small body to exhaustion. But first things first, so he gives you another tentative push, a little deeper this time, with his cock lubricated by your wet pussy. More stretching, another moan escapes you. He draws back, only to push again, slower this time, but with more emphasis on getting deeper. Almost there. You realize that you've been saying yes in an endless loop, waiting for the next thrust. This time, he's made it all the way, hitting you deep inside with a gentle strike - that almost makes you come from the sensation of fullness. Your entrance is stretched so fully, you can feel the sensation in your whole body. He felt it too, slowly increasing the pace of his hips, moaning in rhythm. As he gets faster, his strikes also get harder, your moans get louder. The whole room is now filled with the wet sound of a good, deep fuck and your cries of joy. Getting close to coming, wanting more and more, you command "fuck me harder, Kinemon!", to which he complys, pushing you over the wet floor with each strike of his hips. "Cannot...keep this up..." he mumbles, picking up the pace once again, giving you endless pleasure, pushing you over the edge and sending you spasming with an orgasm - which in turn seems to give him the rest, filling you up with hot cum.
You let yourself fall back to the floor to savour this exquisite moment, you shiver as his cock slides out of your sore pussy.
Kinemon is still kneeling between your thighs, panting and looking at you. "Always at your service", he says with a chuckle.
Note: this may not be my usual content but it is in my head. I think Kinemon has hot older guy vibes - and he is like 3 metres tall so ofcourse his dick is big
Warnings/Tags: semi-public sex, oral sex (reader receiving), vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, age gap (no underage).
Summary: After sharing an intimate and passionate first time together, Kin'emon and you can't resist the urge to seek comfort in each other's arms again. The risk of being caught is higher now, but so will be the reward.
A/N: second part to The Calm before the Storm.
Read it on AO3
Cover by: ヤシヨ
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Kin'emon and you walk back to the house. His strong, callused hand closes over yours while he guides you in the dark. His thumb caresses your skin shyly as if a couple of minutes before he wasn't moaning against your neck as you rode him with eagerness. A tender smile lights your face, and you return the gesture, stroking his knuckles with your fingers. It's a shame that you cannot see how the samurai blushes like a teenager because of your touch.
As soon as you enter the old house, the loud snores and in-sleep murmuring of your mates welcome you. The warriors rest calmly on mattresses scattered across the floor. The room is engulfed by darkness, and you can barely tell apart a few shapes. Kin'emon and you walk slowly and quietly, being extremely careful not to step on anyone. Finally, you both reach the back of the room, where a shoji separates Kin'emon's room from the rest of the single-story house.
"Here we are," the samurai whispers, giving your hand a gentle squeeze; inviting you to come in.
The dim moonlight streams into the room through the small window, allowing your curious gaze to study the place while the samurai puts his swords on their holder. The room is slightly bigger than the futon on the floor. The tatami feels comfortably soft under your feet and you curl your fingers, enjoying the feeling.
"Come here," Kin'emon says softly, patting the empty space next to him.
The samurai surrounds you with his arms and pulls you closer as soon as you lay next to him. You rest your head on his chest and close your eyes, focusing on his soothing heartbeat. His fingers caress your hair softly, while yours draw small circles on his broad chest. You both remain completely quiet, noticing how you begin to breathe in sync after a few minutes. The two of you are exhausted, but it's almost impossible to fall asleep when you long for each other with such intensity. Tonight, you had a little taste of heaven, and now your bodies are begging for more.
Kin'emon kisses the top of your head while stroking your cheek softly, letting his thumb brush your lips faintly and praying for you to get the hint. If you would at least grant him the briefest of kisses, it would be enough to calm his burning desire for a while. Maybe it would also help him decide whether the strong bond he felt with you was more than lust and the ephemeral but warm feeling of having some intimacy with another human being.
You rise your head to find his gaze in the shadows and recognize in his deep brown eyes the same urgency that invades you. Desire spreads across your body like fire fed by the air in your lungs. But a particularly loud snore from the other room reminds you how thin the walls are, holding you back. Kin'emon stays still while you decide what to do next. Finally, lust wins over shame and you kiss him, feeling how his lips bring you back to life.
A faint sigh escapes the samurai when your lips meet his at least. His hands travel down your back, grabbing firmly at your buttocks as you try to restrain a moan. Kin'emon knows he's got to be careful if you don't want to wake everyone up, but it is not an easy task when you've become his need. His body cries out for you, for your closeness, your caresses, your kisses. Sometimes it feels like you're made for each other. It captivates and scares him equally.
Kin'emon breaks the kiss to prop on his elbow and have a better look at you. It seems like he's taking a mental photograph of this moment, and you give him a sweet smile as you stroke his face tenderly. A few moments later, your lips come together again. The samurai kisses you calmly, memorizing the texture of your lips and the taste of your mouth. His hand moves slowly down your body, searching in the bulky fabric of your kimono a small gap to gain access to your throbbing core. Not long after, his fingers reach their goal, rubbing their tips softly over your clit as you let out a faint moan.
"Shhh," the samurai whispers in your ear before kissing your neck. "We don't want them to hear us," he adds with a conspiratorial tone, letting his hot breath tickle your skin.
You breathe heavily and bite your lower lip, trying to be quiet as Kin'emon fondles you. His hot mouth leaves small wet kisses on your neck and you tremble, closing your eyes to relish the sensation. Your hands dive under his clothes, eager to feel his skin as his fingers continue with such sweet torture.
"Take your... clothes off," you whisper while trying to hold back a moan. "I need you, Kin-san."
"Not yet, Y/N," Kin'emon replies, kissing your lips chastely. "Why are you in such a hurry?" he says, sliding a finger inside your wetness.
A soft involuntary moan escapes your mouth and you instantly hold your breath, fearing that someone could have heard you. The thrill of playing with fire enhances every sensation, making them even more intoxicating. When the samurai adds another finger, your eyes roll back in your head and you have to cover your mouth to restrain a needy whimper. Moments later, a warm sensation invades you. Your mind goes blank, your muscles contract, and you let out a sharp sigh while a toe-curling orgasm takes over you.
"Is everything alright?" Kin whispers in your ear with his fingers still inside of you. Smiling contently as your walls clench around them.
"Y-yes, Kin-san," you pant, trying to get your breath back.
"Good," he says before his lips meet yours again, kissing you softly while he undresses you. His hands travel leisurely across your skin, making you squirm from arousal. His mouth peppers your neck with kisses, then moves down to your breasts, sucking gently on your nipples.
"Oh... Kin-san~," you let out a trembling sigh while you scrape your nails lightly across his back.
"Cover your mouth," Kin'emon instructs you. Without giving you time to comprehend his words fully, the samurai kisses your abdomen, slowly moving down until his head settles between your legs. Kin'emon's fingers ghost over your swollen folds, spreading them before wrapping his lips around your nub, gently sucking on it while placing a hand on your lower belly to keep you in place.
You instantly arch your back against him, making a strangled noise. The sensation is like nothing you've felt before, and you gradually lose the ability to think straight. You cover your mouth with one hand, grabbing onto the sheets with the other. Your breathing turns shallow and quick, and your body twists with every flick of his tongue, with every little suck he gives to your clit. That sweet mouth of his is driving you wild with pleasure, and holding back your moans is becoming impossible.
"Kin-san... please, stop," you whisper before gently pushing his head away.
"I'm sorry," Kin'emon raises his head to check on you. "Did I do something wrong?" He asks concerned.
"Not at all," you reply, smiling sweetly. "On the contrary. It felt too good, it was almost impossible not to make any noise," you reassure with a soft giggle while stroking his cheek.
"Do you... want to stop?" The samurai says in a serious tone, sitting back and resting his hands on his thighs. Whatever your answer is, he will respect it.
"Of course not," you purr, pulling him by the collar of his kimono until he's in on top of you. "I still need you, Kin-san."
Your words and the look in your eyes leave him breathless. If only you were completely alone. If only he wouldn't have to restrain the burning desire to let his hands and mouth run freely over your skin, as he makes you moan his name again and again until you can't hold it anymore. Maybe if you survive the battle, you'll allow him to keep you company one more night. To show you that he also needs you more than the air he breathes.
Kin'emon sits back to get rid of his clothes, and your heart seems like it is about to jump out of your chest. The moonlight shining through the window allows you to take a better look at his strong muscles. You ogle him impatiently while you wait for him to be ready. Your body is begging for him to satiate his thirst with it, and you open your legs, inviting the samurai to get lost in your soaking wet walls.
"You are so beautiful, Y/N," Kin'emon praises, relishing the sight of your naked body before diving into your arms to kiss you as if his life depended on it.
You let out a content sigh, surrounding him with your arms. The kiss is slow but intense. Kin massages your tongue with his. Your fingers trace the muscles in his back, feeling how the samurai melts under your touch. The tip of his hard member ghost over your clit, and you break the kiss to look him in the eye.
"Do it... Please," you pant, spreading your legs further and slightly lifting your hips to give him better access to your entrance.
Kin'emon presses his lips against yours while he enters you slowly, letting himself be trapped in the warm embrace of your wetness. You wrap around him so perfectly that he can't help but let out a long, deep grunt against your mouth. After allowing himself a few seconds to recover his composure, the samurai begins rolling his hips against you. It doesn't take him long to find a sensual rhythm, and you reward him with a quiet whimper.
Your eager hands don't cease to explore his skin and knead his strong arms. Your nails ran up and down his sides, eliciting sweet muffled moans from him, and you feel yourself getting wetter only from those desperate noises he makes. When you wrap your legs around his waist to push him deeper inside you, the samurai holds his breath.
"Damn, Y/N," He grunts quietly. "You're not making it easy for me, are you?" He pants before kissing your forehead as he fights to delay his climax.
"Look who's talking," you reply with a playful tone, cupping his head in your hands and stroking his face with your thumbs.
You both remain still for a moment, holding each other's gazes and enjoying the closeness as you try to decipher the meaning behind this moment. It's only sex. You tell yourselves over and over in an attempt to ignore that tiny spark that ignited the first time your lips met. Don't confuse this with something else. You'll only hurt yourself.
Kin'emon begins to move after a few moments. The predatory look in his eyes makes your cheeks burn, and you cannot help but clench your muscles around him. You try to keep your eyes open to burn every single detail of his face into your mind. But the delicious way his hard member massages your inner walls blurry your vision and forces your eyelids to close.
"Harder, Kin-san," you pant, desperate to reach heaven for a third time tonight. "~Please."
Encouraged by your words, the samurai places his lips on the crook of your neck to muffle his own moans as he increases the pace of his thrusts. Plunging deep and hard into you.
"Oh...Kin-san~," you whisper, melting under his weight as he hits that sweet spot harder and faster each time.
Your bodies dance to the rhythm of a silent melody that becomes more erratic and desperate as time passes. Faint pleasure noises and sharp sighs mix with the sounds of the night as both of you approach the peak. Suddenly everything immerses in complete silence and the world around you disappears when you reach an earth-shattering orgasm. You wrap your arms tightly around each other, struggling to remain quiet while shockwaves of pleasure grip your bodies.
Opening your eyes, you come back from that blissful trance your climax left you in. You're soaked with sweat, your arms are shaking, and your legs feel like jelly. But despite the physical discomfort, an expression of unadulterated happiness appears on your face. Your chest rises as you inhale deeply, taking in the scent of your lover. Your fingers trace random circular shapes on Kin'emon's back, and he replies by kissing your shoulder.
For a moment, the two of you are submerged in nothing but calmness. Your muscles relax, your breathing becomes even, and your heart beats in a steady rhythm. You kiss the samurai's temple, and he lets out a breathy chuckle, surrounding you with his arms and rolling on his back, so you can rest your head on his chest.
"Let's go to sleep," Kin'emon whispers, closing his eyes and holding you tightly as he drifts off.
There, buried in his arms, a warm feeling of safety invades you, and you close your eyes to let Kin'emon's peaceful heartbeat lull you to sleep.
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Bright sunbeams stream into the room, waking you up. When you finally open your eyes, the crest of the Kozuki clan tattooed on Kin'emon's back greets you. The black ink on the samurai's tanned skin catches your attention, and you're incapable of resisting the impulse to trace the meaningful symbol with the tip of your finger. Kin'emon shudders under your touch, inhaling deeply as he turns around to face you.
"Good morning, Kin-san," you whisper with a sweet tone, and he smiles, still half-asleep. You could swear he seems relieved.
"I'm so glad that you're here, Y/N," he mumbles before failing to hold back a yawn. "I was afraid it had been a dream." He concludes, placing his arm around your waist and gently pulling you to him.
Behind the wall, the other warriors gear up for the battle. The clinking of the swords and the sound of lively conversations and chants fill the air, creating a cheerful atmosphere. But still incapable of bursting the bubble of bliss you and Kin'emon have created.
"Y/N?" The samurai speaks after a while, moving away to look you in the eye with a serious expression. "If we get out of this alive..." He continues, avoiding your gaze for a moment as he looks for the right words.
"When we get out of this alive..." you correct, giving his hip a gentle squeeze to reassure him.
"Would you... Would you go out on a date with me?" After the words finally leave his mouth, the samurai feels strangely weightless. He hopes now that his heart will remain intact after hearing your answer.
"Of course, I will!" You reply right away, seeing how his beautiful brown eyes light up with emotion. He's trying so hard not to jump from the excitement that you can help but let out a soft chuckle.
"Kin'emon-san? Y/N-senpai?" Out of nowhere, a male voice disturbs your peace. A broad shadow stands behind the shoji.
"We're all going out now, so you can have some time alone before we leave." You hear him say from the other side of the wall. Kin'emon and you share a wide-eyed look. Your belly drops and your cheeks go crimson when the realization hits you... Maybe you weren't so quiet after all.
Warnings/Tags: unprotected sex, oral sex (reader giving), cockwarming, age gap (no underage).
Summary: the reader notices how tense Kinemon is the night before the big battle and decides to give him a little head help.
A/N: I find the lack of Kin'emon smut disturbing.
Where are my fellow Kin'emon simps!?
BTW, this is a little AU where everything stays the same except Kin'emon is not married (O-Tsuru doesn't deserve to be cheated on) and he's not a freaking giant... because ouch.
Read it on AO3
Cover by: ヤシヨ
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As the big day approaches, the tension grows like an ominous wave menacing to drown everyone's hopes. In two days you’ll all be sailing to Onigashima, to avenge Oden’s death and restore the rule of the Kozuki clan over Wano. But that's easier said than done; the enemy is too powerful to be taken for granted and the rebel group is notably outnumbered. As much as you try to ignore it, and no matter how strong your conviction is, these two facts manage to keep you awake at night. Still, you're willing to give your life if that means Wano will be freed from Kaidou's reign of terror.
The night begins to fall while the group discusses and revises the last details of the plan. Defeating the emperor may be a long shot, but the rebels aren't weak, and having the support of such a strong crew like the Straw Hats increases the chances of winning the war. After a while, when there's nothing left to say, it's time for everyone to go to bed and rest.
Despite your worries and anxiety, you fall sound asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow. But it isn’t long until your recurring nightmares begin. Your friends and allies die one by one on the battlefield. You're badly hurt, but you keep fighting like a wild animal. Then you hear a deafening blast. An enormous shadow rises over you. Kaidou traps you between his claws and you hear your bones cracking... You snap awake and sit on the bed, panting and trembling as you try to shake those horrible images away. A moment later, you decide to take some fresh air. Maybe a short walk will calm your mind down.
As soon as you step outside the house, the bright light of the moon and the soft breeze coming from the sea welcome you. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, focussing your mind on the sound of the waves; remaining there for a couple of minutes, as the melody of the night slowly eases your soul.
After a moment, you begin walking towards the cliff, planning to sit there and admire the ocean before going to bed when a dark figure sitting on a stone catches your attention. You approach it as carefully and quietly as possible. The chances of it being the enemy, are low, but letting your guard down is never a wise choice.
As you come closer, the mysterious figure becomes more familiar to you. Soon you notice Kin'emon staring at the sea with a deeply concerned expression on his face. The samurai notices your presence and quickly turns around with both hands on his swords, ready to attack.
"Y/N! I thought you were already in bed." Kin'emon says relaxing his posture.
“I guess I’m not the only one who can’t sleep.” You mention with a tired smile as you walk closer. “May I join you, Kin-san?” You ask pointing to the empty space next to him.
"S-sure!” He replies avoiding your gaze as he sits, resting his hands on his thighs. For a moment, you could swear he is blushing.
The stone is smaller than it looked and your bodies are barely millimeters apart. A shiver runs down your spine when you feel Kin'emon's warmth so close to you and you let out a faint nervous sigh. The tingling sensation between your legs makes you blush and you press your thighs together trying to make it disappear. Having such thoughts for your master it's quite inappropriate, even more now as the biggest battle you've ever fought approaches. Still, you can't help but let your mind wander and create different scenarios, where you finally get to tell him how you feel.
"What’s keeping you awake, Y/N?” Kin'emon asks after a long silence, and by the tone of his voice, you can tell he already knows the answer. You sigh, bringing your hands together and rubbing them nervously.
“I- am too worried to sleep.” You finally reply, leaving away the gloomy details of your nightmares.
Kin'emon lets out a sharp sigh and you lift your hesitant gaze to look at him. He looks pale and the circles around his eyes appear darker; despite the fatigue and the weight he’s carrying on his shoulders, the samurai's spirit remains unbreakable. Nothing will stop him from accomplishing his mission and you admire him deeply for that. It breaks your heart to see everything he's going through to keep his promise and you wish he could relax and forget about everything for a while.
"Y/N, what are you thinking about?” Kin'emon asks softly, turning around to look you in the eye. It occurs to you now that maybe you’ve been staring at him for a little too long.
Your face and ears feel suddenly hot, but in a rush of adrenaline, you ignore the impulse of apologizing, as well as your common sense. Instead, you hold his gaze and clear your throat.
“I,” your voice comes out as a trembling whisper and you make a short pause to calm down, closing your eyes as you take a deep breath. Don't do it. You're gonna fuck it up. He's gonna be offended. Your inner voice warns you again and again, but you've made up your mind. It is now or never.
“I was thinking…” you continue while moving closer. “…that maybe you'd like to release some tension before the big battle.” You finish, placing your hand on his.
This time is Kin'emon’s turn to blush. The samurai freezes in place, unable to think properly after your bold proposition. It's been a long while since he's been intimate with someone. His body is aching to take things further, and his mind is having a hard time keeping everything under control.
After what seems like an eternity, your hand reaches for his face, stroking his cheek as you lean forward to kiss him tenderly. Kin'emon lets out a long sigh and it doesn’t take much time for him to start responding to your caresses. A hesitant hand moves to the small of your back and squeezes lightly at your muscles. You break the kiss to look into his eyes and a faint whimper scapes him. Kin'enmon's cheeks are flushed and you smile at how cute he looks.
“Are you okay with this, Kin-san?” You ask and he nods right away. The poor man is awfully touch starved and it shows.
You stand up, and a “where are you going?” appears instantly on Kin'emon's face.
"It's okay," you reassure him, giving him a peck on the lips before kneeling between his legs. The samurai bites his lower lip in anticipation while you slowly untie his belt, exposing his perfectly sculpted torso.
Carefully you place his swords on the floor before letting your eyes relish the view: his toned chest going up and down with every breath, his stone-hard abs glistening with sweat, and his growing erection already dripping with precum. If he only knew how crazy he drives you...
Soon you give in to the urge to lick his abs, leaning forward to pepper his skin with kisses and let your hot wet tongue travel on his abdomen. Kin'emon lets out a low groan, briefly closing his eyes as his muscles twitch under your touch. He'd almost forgotten how good it felt being touched like this and anything you do takes him closer to heaven.
Your mouth leaves his abs and your eyes look for his before your hand wraps around his shaft. Kin'nemon lets out a deep moan after you begin slowly stroking up and down his erection. He is having a hard time trying to keep his eyes open and focused on yours, and his blush refuses to disappear.
“Is everything okay, Kin'emon-san?” You tease and can swear he goes harder just to hear you pronounce his name. The samurai only nods, unable to form any coherent sentences when you rub your thumb over the tip of his hard member, spreading precum all over it.
Giving him a last mischievous look, you lower your head to give his cock a slow flat-tongue lick from the base to the tip. Kin'emon shudders, pressing his eyes shut as his fingers dig into the cold stone beneath him. Heaven is even closer now.
"Oooh, Y/N” He moans, biting his fist when you begin leaving wet kisses all over his shaft; trailing the veins on his member with the tip of your tongue. The noises you're eliciting from him are better than any melody you've heard before, and your own arousal is becoming more difficult to ignore.
You wrap your hand around the base of Kin's erection, licking your lips at the sight of his dripping cock before taking him slowly in your warm mouth. Kin'emon's grunts become louder as you bob your head up and down his length; letting your tongue swirl around his tip, to go down again. His hand moves to your cheek, stroking it tenderly as you slowly suck on him.
"That feels so good, Y/N," Kin'emon whispers between pants. His muscles begin to tense and his breathing becomes shallower. You can tell he's about to come and gradually decrease your tempo until you finally let him slip out of your mouth.
“Not yet, Kin-san.” You reply at his surprised whine, smiling sweetly before standing up to let your kimono fall to the floor. Kin'emon gasps and his eyes go instantly wide as they travel across your naked body.
"Do you wanna touch me, Kin-san?" You offer, taking his hands in yours to place them on your breasts, turning the man into nothing but a babbling mess. To your delight, his erection twitches, and his blush deepens even more.
"It's okay. There's no reason to be nervous," you coo as you straddle him, throwing your arms around his neck before your lips meet his again. This time the kiss is desperate, hungrier. Hands explore every inch of each other's bodies as your tongues fight for dominance. Kin's strong hands grab your hips, bringing your closer until his rock-hard erection presses delightfully against your core.
"Kin-san~," you whimper, bucking your hips against him, seeking friction.
"You're so beautiful, Y/N," Kin'emon whispers in your ear before his lips travel to your neck. His beard tickles your skin as he nibbles gently on it. You tremble under his touch, closing your eyes to savor the sensation as your fingers massage his scalp.
"I need you, Kin-san~," you whine desperately and he lets out a breathy chuckle. "May I?" You purr, staring into his eyes.
Kin'emon nods impatiently and you adjust your position, guiding him to your entrance. How is he still blushing like that? Is the last coherent thought you manage before slowly impaling yourself in his member; letting out desperate moans as his girth stretches your velvety walls.
"Oh, you're so wet, Y/N,~" Kin praises between your breasts, gently squeezing your buttocks, as he leaves soft kisses on your sternum.
"Kin-san~," you moan while you ride him at an agonizing pace. His hands now guiding your movements.
Right now, both of you are lost in sensations. Nothing else matters but the feeling of skin on skin, the hunger, the passion; the joy of sharing such an intimate moment with someone you deeply care for. Tomorrow doesn't matter anymore, nor does anything else.
You increase the pace of your movements and Kin'emon buries his head in the crook of your neck, muffling his moans against your skin. His hands hold you tightly as if you were going to float away and you mimic him, gently pressing him against you as your hips roll faster and faster. A few moments later, the tension that has been building up inside you explodes in a colorful blast of bliss. You cry out Kin's name as your orgasm hits you violently, making your muscles spasm without control. Not even a second after Kin'emon spills himself inside your walls, holding you tightly as he rides his own climax.
For a long while, both of you remain still, buried in each other's arms with no intention of letting go. Enjoying the ecstasy that brings each other's warmness. The sounds of faint delighted sighs and gentle kisses join the melody of the waves, and you wish you could live forever in this moment...
"Y/N?" Kin'emon whispers and you look tenderly into his eyes. "Would you stay with me tonight?" He pleads, before nuzzling your neck.
"Of course, I will," you reply before pulling him for a soft kiss.
