Perv! luffy watching you through the cracked door as you call his name 🤧 #O meathod
I haven’t posted in almost 6 months omg I’ve been so busy with my clinicals, but ask and you shall receive!! MINORS DNI
[Pairing]: Luffy x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Explicit Language, 18+, MINORS DNI, written as requested
You should’ve known better than to do this on the Sunny.
Too risky. Too many creaky floors. Too many curious idiots.
But the ache was too much tonight.
So you locked the bedroom door.
Or thought you did.
Palm between your thighs.
Breath catching.
Sweat on your brow as your hand reached under your shorts, slow, gentle then at a mediocre pace your fingers rubbed at your clit. The sexual tension you faced all day staring at his toned body, that ‘X’ draped around his chest like a fucking treasure map you wanted to hunt down. But for now you kept it a fantasy, just like you did a few days ago, then the week before that: you were currently in a loophole of pleasuring yourself to the thought of him.
And his name.
Spilling from your lips before you can stop it as your middle finger curved while slipping in & poking your cervix.
“Luffy…”
Soft.
Wrecked.
Needy.
You don’t know that he’s right there, behind the door.
You don’t hear the barely-there creak of the hallway floor.
Don’t see the shadow pass in front of the crack in the door.
Don’t feel the pair of dark eyes on you—wide, hungry.
He doesn’t mean to stop.
He shouldn’t stop.
But then he hears it again.
“Luffy, please…”
And he freezes.
You’re breathless.
You’re close.
You’re whimpering for him like he’s the only thing you need in the world.
His cock twitches.
Hard. Fast. Immediate.
He presses his forehead to the wall, eyes still locked through the gap.
Your fingers.
Your slick.
Your thighs.
Your voice.
He licks his lips.
God, you’re so pretty like this.
He palms himself through his shorts.
He’s never really touched himself before meeting you—never really thought about it.
But you? Like this? on his ship fucking yourself to the idea of him?
It’s different.
He’s breathing hard now. Quiet, but shaky.
The grip on his dick is clumsy, of course it is.
But it's effective.
He’s mouthing your name.
You don’t know he’s there.
Not when you come.
Not when you arch and cry out and grind down like you need him. that's the part that had him questioning whether to cross the line between you two. (like it still existed at this point).
Not even when he bites his lip to keep from groaning when he follows a few seconds later, panting through his teeth, hand wet with heat and want.
He stays there.
Just for a second.
Watching you come down.
Watching the soft, fluttery way your fingers tremble.
Then he slips away into the dark.
You never see him. But you did see the mysterious milky white liquid left dripping on your door handle when you left to go wash your hands.
He secretly followed you the whole time till you went to bed, then called it a night himself.
But in the morning? His dick is already poking out through the sheets, leaving him to beat it again. Then a flash of memory while he was in the shower—rock hard again. Then the memory of how you smelled when you gave him hugs, that little twitch your eye does when you smile, poor boy couldn’t handle it anymore.
vyon's mouthpiece. not ashamed to say i thought about this during work between thoughts of heaven by irene and seulgi; during my 9–5, i'm thinking 6 and 9's forreallllllll
when it comes, luffy knows it as a hunger first.
following that thought— that low, low rumble that makes his stomach stretch thin and then twist up into flaccid knots— he flickers his eyes away from where you are at the guardrails of the ship. a one, two step sped up to a running start allows him to shoot an arm upwards to grab onto the mast, then to sling himself up to land on the second floor of the open sunny, lets him tumble in through the door of the kitchen and, very nicely, command his cook, "food!" his stomach backs him up by appropriately rumbling, loud.
the cook scorns him, makes that annoyed face that he always does where his eyebrows ironically straighten out that makes luffy laugh— earning him a kick, but he gets to it after he garnishes the drinks he's made for nami and robin. luffy listens the entire time as sanji rants about how woeful he is about his aggressively gluttonous captain and he listens as sanji gripes at his eating habits, how he flings food about but then stretches his mouth out to catch it. food waste is about the only crime that luffy'll recognise— sanji appreciates that if nothing else about his captain.
that's that then, luffy still has an ache protesting in the low of his stomach but he's never been fully satiated, never properly satisfied— he never will be until he's claimed what what his: roger's treasure, so he makes do with what sanji was generous enough to give. it's bearable enough so that he's humming a nonsensical song when he leaves the kitchen to find something to waste his time with until they find their next island. it's been nearly a week since they docked on land, luffy thinks that nami is purposefully punishing him and taking an unnecessarily long way to their next island because he had caused trouble when they last docked but he can't prove that and trying to do so will only earn her anger. luffy has deemed that ordeal not worth it, a pirate needs to know when to cut his losses. sometimes, not fighting is the way to win.
so, he leaves his kitchen half satisfied, rubbing a hand over his teased stomach, feeling a tickle beneath his skin where the organ is; he deflates, bored, as he stomps around, melted loose with his back hunched over, arms swinging uselessly with a rather depressing groan that followed along his path like a shadow. no one else really cares about whatever luffy is going through, as long as he isn't making trouble for them. no one else but you. kind, sweet, loveable you who comes up to him, already teasing with a laugh between your lips. "what's wrong, captain?" surely you must know what has happened already, might explain why you're already amused by yourself, voice carried high by a plaguey lilt.
you're making a fool of him, he knows, but the itch lengthens, it drags through his entire stomach and swells. luffy drags his gaze around you, long enough that he feels dizzy with hunger again, catches on every free bit of skin you're allowing him to see, dressed under the warmth of sun rays, biting into marked skin. he can taste salt under his tongue, slipping out when he frowns, "i'm hungry."
"you always are, captain." your eyes curl, his reflection in your eyes fragment and bend as he slips closer. for some odd reason, the hunger dampens, it is still there but it sinks to the lowest of his stomach with a wet slap as he lazily wraps his arms around your waist, weighing you down and lays his cheek on your chest. "you aren't going back to bother sanji for food?"
luffy turns his head to peek up at you, expression morbid in its sly humour. his appetite has never known bounds, never been measured by human capacity, he'll eat whatever's given to him and wouldn't be satisfied with enough crops to feed an entire village, but, he thinks, if he stretches up and kisses you now, he might actually be satiated for the first time in his life. luffy shakes his head, you think you can see danger when his eyes clear, his chin resting on your chest, brown eyes falling over your suddenly body like dirt. you're packed into a tight spot with no ability to move when luffy bends back up, tilts his head and wastes no time in sealing his mouth against yours. he curls his tongue 'round yours like he might be able to take it down his throat, isn't deterred by his teeth knocking yours.
his mind races with a million thoughts: the dinner sanji had made of sea kings last night, your skin seasoned with the sun, your breath fermenting in his stale mouth, the smell that lingered in the air of the kitchen when he went to bother sanji, his breakfast this morning, the itch in his palm where he's holding your head, the hunger that weighs low in his torso. it doesn't grow, it thickens, whisks into gelatine with every breath you push into his mouth, he thinks about grinding you underneath him into mince, into small bite sized pieces, breaking you so he can eat you. you pull back for only a second to take a breath and luffy follows to bite your lip.
his saliva tastes like the gum you had stamped between your teeth earlier. "i thought you were hungry?" you've still got the cheek to tease him, pinching his face.
you've got an inviting flush over your skin, luffy shakes off your hold with a huff and then catches a finger between his teeth before you go far, "i am." the reaction you have to that sentence alone makes luffy throw you over his shoulder.
thud, thud, thud; zoro is cruelly awoken to the sound of stomping, each louder and more urgent than the last. there's already a headache brewing between his brows when he squints around the sun, glaring about the noise; his hand automatically tightens back around the bottle slipping from his grasp and he turns the back of his hand to wipe at the drool from his lips, yawning as he straightens up. half-asleep, it takes him a moment to figure out the shadows blurring about in his view are you and luffy.
he doesn't get to think about his dream, linger in the warmth of flickering images, seconds of a comforting embrace passed by him as the noises of reality creep through his ears.
luffy's unrestrained laughter shakes between points of his headache as you curse at your captain, it's nothing new; luffy is always being cursed out by his crew, he's never put off by it. a little more awake, rubbing the back of his wrist over his eye, he sees the blur gain rigid shape as he follows you along the open lawn above deck, flipping up onto the rail of the ship. luffy follows after. he wants to ask what the hell you guys are doing but doesn't want to interrupt, doesn't think you'll be in the mood to explain anyway.
zoro expects you to continue running away from luffy, but you stop when you get on the rails of the platform where the helm stands; luffy is stranded in air when you make your move, his arms are stretched out, hands wrapped around the rails under your foot. you bend your arm, elbow pointed out at luffy and kick off the wood. luffy drops from the air like a flailing fish, hands over his aching nose with a whiny 'owwww' as you stand over him, feet by his torso.
"c'mon," you pant, "get up." zoro looks a bit closer and realises you've got your shirt hooked into the waistband of your pants— ah, you must be training. you kick at the side of luffy's chest.
luffy turns to his side, petulant, "i don't wannaaaa."
"i'll quit being a strawhat." zoro swears he sees a shiver run down luffy's spine as he shoots up. he can't help but snort, taking a sip of whatever was left in the glass bottle; that was a mistake, luffy searches around like a crazed man before his eyes land on zoro.
"zoro, spar with 'emm." zoro kicks at luffy's fingers when he stretches them out to tickle his ankle.
"i don't want to," he grumbles and then, "and don't say captain's orders or i'll quit being a strawhat."
zoro quits looking at luffy after that, he gets comfortable again for another nap when he hears his captain sigh and then feels him spring up back to his feet. he isn't sure when exactly he falls back asleep— somewhere in between luffy flinging himself up onto the mast and nami coming out to yell at you two to keep it down— either way, he wakes again when your body drops to the floor.
"you never go easy on me," you complain. zoro realises there is something obstructing his view.
luffy's vest is split open, ragged ends flapping in the wind; there's dried blood down his cupid's bow, on his chin; your lips are stained with blood where it opens; the air around luffy carries a haze, he must have used a gear. your chest stutters up, "why would i do that?" luffy asks from his perch on top of you.
zoro moves a hand up to take luffy's straw hat off of his head, sees luffy leaning forward over you, there's the tiniest bit of excitement in his gaze. you see it as zoro does so you slap a hand over luffy's face and turn over to ask zoro for help. luffy follows after your gaze.
now, zoro is burdened by the weight of two pairs of eyes, both set into the flushed cheeks of a chapel, they've worn each other down into shakes, how hungry their hands are, trembling over one another; zoro almost regrets denying them earlier, should have been between the two, might have had to chance for his mouth to be stained in the colour between theirs. his hand instinctively tightens into a fist but he's held sober when he ends up clasping his bottle instead of the familiar print of his sword. he straightens up and grumbles as he walks over.
he slaps luffy's hat back onto his head and grabs ahold of his nape, pulling him off of you. you raise a hand to be pulled up, zoro returns the gesture by placing the chape of his sheathed blade by your neck, "give me a go."
you look at him like he's stupid, "get out of my face." you huff, irritated and sweaty. you get up by yourself and walk yourself to chopper's office. zoro watches you go, feeling his palm itch. his dream comes back to plague, slicks around every one of his thoughts— he considers playing with luffy for a bit, but even he is bored of fighting, goes to find someone else to bother. zoro grinds his jaw and searches for blood.
zoro, despite his appearance, gets clingy when he wants something from you; you keep seeing him in your peripherals, he places himself strategically somewhere between and out of your sight, to keep reminding you of him, but not to annoy you. after sparring with luffy, you keep seeing zoro. normally, zoro goes missing for a few hours everyday, holes up in the gym, finds an odd corner to sleep in. every where you turned, zoro was there, lurking and cleaning one of his swords.
you kiss your teeth and turn the other way every time. he lets you forget though, a day passes, two, then three and you're complacent enough to let him crawl into your bed. he comes back from his hours of watch cold, lets the shadows of the night cling around him as he burrows under your duvet; he's shapes and colour when he comes back, blurring around his edges like he's lost his sanity. you usually see this of him only when he has a blade between his teeth, you mistake the shadows for blood as he crawls into your warmth— crawls between your legs, under the blanket and resurfaces at your chest.
his hands are like shovels, upheaves and splits the dry of your skin when they trail up from your hips. he is heavy. he is the weight of his burden, the mass of the sun burning blisters behind your knees; zoro is whatever that takes root in your stomach, stubborn, as he touches you. he knows how you are, so he has to coax you first; slips his hand into the dark between thighs, splits you open with two fingers— forget the swords, he touches and you forget how long he's spent with his hands fisted around swords. he touches with hands he's shaped to violence and takes into his mouth every sound he coaxes out, steals the prayers for a god he'll never meet.
monkey d luffy will make sure to give you a hug at every chance he gets. it doesn’t matter if you’re busy in the kitchen, chopping vegetables for dinner. he will pull you close by wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, not listening to your rambling about not scaring you when you’re holding a knife.
especially when he knows you’ve had a long exhausting day, he’ll meet you in the hallway with the longest and warmest hug he can give until there’s almost tears streaming down your face. he follows you into the living room and force you onto the couch so he can pull you close and hold you for hours.
it doesn’t matter if you’re late to work early in the morning, he will cuddle you for as long as possible which sometimes ends up with you having to call in sick. it’s not that you don’t enjoy his hugs, it’s just that you know that you will come back home and be able to give him more hugs, but he never wants to take any chances.
what if you suddenly didn’t come home? he wouldn’t want to regret not giving you an extra long hug. and even if you do come home, he wants to make sure you know exactly how much he loves you.
monkey d luffy is a clingy man, but only because you’re the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with.
thinking about how insufferable it has to be dating luffy. and not for the reasons people assume.
because it took you months, for your pet to warm up to you, to like you before eventually loving you.
and here comes luffy and your pet falls in love immediately after making eye contact. in fact, prefers luffy to you much to his delight and your annoyance.
Lolita's Note: my friends. i am back to writing! after months of yapping and yapping on this blog, i decided to get my ass back into actually writing. i realize i have already written two separate fics on sanji and zoro and luffy is the only one out of the monster trio that i havent dedicated a fic to (yes i love them cant u tell?)! im channeling my inner lover girl for this fic and make it as cringe as possible, so if you find reader to be too sweet and giddy, my apologies 😭
featuring: usopp, nami, chopper, and a mention of nojiko, franky and the asl brothers ღ'ᴗ'ღ
as always, requests are open ! ★
ー inspired by laufey's new song of the same title (i love her so much) ♡
cw: none, just some silly high school fluff with our ball of sunshine (▱˘◡˘▱)
There has been a lot on your mind lately, but one person lives rent free in your head, and you want to know if you deserve a chance with him…
"Dear Luffy, I hope you don't mind me writing this to you. I like-"
Crumple.
"Hey Luffy-"
Crumple.
"Hi :) I love-"
Crumple.
"How am I gonna tell him?!" You buried yourself under your pillows and groaned in frustration. There are too many crumpled papers for you to count scattered on your bed yet here you are, trying to write a love letter that won't be embarrassing enough in case your friends find it. Your mind is in shambles. You still have an algebra assignment waiting for you at your desk. You think about your classmate that you've admired since 7th grade. You wonder if you should even write a letter to secretly hide under his desk. But then, will he ever find it? Or should you just go the classic route, wait for Valentine's and confess to him?
"This is just so dumb." You mutter to yourself, counting on your fingers the reasons why you shouldn't feel this way in the first place. "Why do I even like him anyway? He's stupid and makes childish jokes. He's noisy and never pays attention to class. He's always with Usopp doing random things, and god, he always does pranks on Chopper!"
But then you smile to yourself, clutching a pillow to your chest. "But he's also kind. And honest. And funny. And he's really cute when he smiles… gosh!" You squeal and giggle, recounting the many times you hear him laugh.
Your lovestruck thoughts were cut off by an angry older sister barging into your room.
"What the heck are you doing screaming and laughing to yourself? Go do your homework!" Nami, who's in her senior year angrily nags at you.
"Sorry." You pouted, getting up to sit on your desk and do what she said.
"What was it all about anyway? And why do you have so many crumpled papers on your bed?" She walked over curiously to read all the failed love letters you tried to write.
"Wait, no don't look!" But it was too late.
Nami pauses for a moment, shocked, then turns to look at you and laughs out loud.
"Seriously? You have a crush on Luffy out of all people?" You turn to her with a blush on your face, which makes your sister laugh even more.
"Oh my god. I need to tell Nojiko about this." Grabbing her phone, Nami giggles as she collects all the notes to read.
"Don't tell anyone in school! Please…"
"What do you like about him, though? He looks like someone who'll get robbed easily."
"He's not that gullible!!" You furrowed your brows, disagreeing.
"Look at you, huffing and puffing and defending him." She teases, pinching your cheek playfully.
"The truth is, I don't know how to confess to him." You sighed, hitting your head on your desk.
"Just give him a burger or something. That boy loves meat above anything else. Or you can ask Usopp to give him your letter." She says, stepping out of your room while calling Nojiko, your eldest sister who's away for college.
You didn't sleep well that night, because after finishing your assignment, you resumed in crafting the most acceptable love letter hoping that Luffy won't cringe or laugh at. You contemplated the color of the envelope to put the letter in but settled with a plain white one, so that it won't be obvious.
You were determined to confess to him, because you just can't take it anymore, and you want to get this over with, wholeheartedly expecting rejection.
The next day went by like normal. You made sure to wear your lucky charm before heading out. And at school, Luffy was being restless again, and teachers nagged on him like usual.
"Luffy and Usopp, pay attention to class! And Luffy, did I not tell you to stop bringing that strawhat?" Your teacher said angrily. Luffy quickly stuffed the strawhat in his bag, and the class snickered at him. The two obeyed the teacher, but looked at each other constantly trying to hold their laughs.
Lunch break came, and you're at the canteen contemplating what to buy for Luffy. Then you remembered what Nami told you last night. So, you settled for a burger and a can of soda.
"Please find the burger with the biggest patty." You told the lady behind the counter.
"Here you go." She said, smiling.
You thanked her and proceeded to wait for the Luffy, Usopp and Chopper at their usual spot. You made sure to catch Usopp first, so you can secretly give him your little gift to Luffy without being direct.
"Okay. Here goes." You whisper to yourself as you approached him.
"Psst, hey, Usopp!" You called to him when Luffy went to the bathroom.
"Oh, hey! What is it?" He waved, unassuming.
"Can you give this to Luffy?" You handed the food with the neatly glued envelope to the unsuspecting long-nose.
"What's this for?" He asked, tilting his head.
"Umm…"
And before you can tell a well-thought out lie, a familiar voice rings behind you.
"For me!!" Luffy giggles, taking the burger without hesitation.
"What's that?" Chopper peeks behind him, pointing at the envelope.
All the three turned their eyes on your letter, which was neatly written on a pastel pink scented paper. And that's when you realized you may have made the most stupid decision in your teenage life.
And you had to do something about it.
In a blur, you grabbed the envelope from Chopper, and dragged Luffy somewhere quiet. You didn't care where it is, your looming embarrassment makes you want the ground to eat you alive and get it over with.
"Hey!" The unknowing boy laughs, "What are we doing? Is this some secret game?"
"Open it." You look down, voice suddenly stern ー an attempt to save yourself from your rapidly beating heart, and a face blushing heavily that you wonder if he'll laugh at you if you look at him like that.
"Hmm… Let's see… Luffy, thank you for existing… Luffy…"
"You don't have to read it out loud!"
"Oh, okay. Sorry." He looks at you for a moment, and reads your letter carefully.
There's a moment of silence between you. It was overwhelming. You can't help but feel like you're waiting to be jumpscared in a horror movie. It's laughable, really. You pray that nobody else sees you in this state.
So when you do look at him, you find him staring at you. He calls your name.
"Yes?" You smile shyly, hoping he got the message as you wait for his reply.
I wonder what he'll say… you think a monologue to yourself trying not to smile like a fool.
"What does this mean?" He asks, as if he just read the most complex calculus equation.
It felt like somebody shattered a glass in your mind, snapping you out of your thoughts. Your expression… couldn't be drawn. You don't know if you'll cry, laugh or be mad at him in disbelief.
"Wh-what?"
"This letter. I don't understand it." He says, as a matter of fact. Because it's true. He has never received a love letter. And he's seen some words he's never encountered before. He has a rough idea of what you meant, but just to be sure, he asks again.
"Are you kidding me?!" You asked yourself more than you wanted to ask him. You fell to your knees, muttering words to yourself.
"Whoa, are you okay?" He kneels beside you.
"What is it that you don't get?" You ask, in a disappointed whisper.
"Well there's this word… uhh… bree…breeyath… brathta-"
"Breathtaking."
"And this one! A… adooray?"
"Adore."
"Oh and this one too-"
"Right. You can't read."
Now you wonder how he's in the same grade as you.
You heaved a sigh, composing yourself. Then you sat him on a bench and placed your hands on his shoulder, looking at him intently.
With his wide, childlike eyes, he smiles. Oh, that dumb smile that you fell for the first time you saw him…
"Listen. I'm going to say this once, okay?"
He nods.
"I. Like. You." You say slowly, making sure he understands you this time.
He blinked. Then he gasps.
"Oh!!! I get it now. You have a crush on me."
"Yes."
"So that means we are dating!"
"No!" You face palm. "I mean… if you feel the same way…" You say bashfully in a whisper.
"Well, I don't mind! What do people do when they date?" He pauses, finger on his chin, thinking hard.
"Luffy, this is not a game! God, you don't know what you're doing to me."
"What do you mean? I've heard Ace say that dating is fun. It's what adults do!" He laughs, as if he discovered an interesting hobby to do.
"It's not that easy! We're literally teenagers. And besides when you date you… k-ki…"
"Kiss!" He beams, like it's a great idea that popped in his head.
"Stop!!" He laughs in response, finding joy in your blushing state.
"Hey guys! We've been looking for you everywhere. What happened to her, Luffy?" Usopp called.
"Oi!! I have something to tell you." Luffy walks towards them, proudly showing off the letter you wrote for him.
"She made this for me! The burger had the biggest patty I've eaten in a while, too."
Chopper and Usopp shared a glance, then with a teasing look on their face, walked over to you.
"So that's why you suddenly disappeared on us." Usopp laughed, poking your cheek.
"Did you kiss? Did you kiss?" Chopper pinched your other cheek, giggling with the other boy. You closed your eyes in defeat. Luffy laughed at you, handing you the soda you gave him.
"Here you can have this. Thanks for the burger! I owe you one."
"But I bought this for you." You tried to reject it. But the smile on your face says otherwise.
"It's okay, if you want we can share." He suddenly has two straws and handed one to you.
"I have an idea!" Chopper suddenly placed a handkerchief on your head, took the soda can from your hand, and replaced it with Luffy's hand instead.
"Oooh, what's this?" Luffy curiously asked, casually taking your hand as ordered by Chopper.
Your heart skipped a beat, and you took it all in you not to pass out with it.
"Reverend Usopp, please read the rite of passage to consecrate this union." Chopper said in a lower voice, holding the soda can up in the air.
Then the realization hit you.
"Wait… are we simulating a marriage right now?" You stammered with a beet red face, and a mind going in shambles.
"What?" Luffy asked, dumbfounded.
This handkerchief… is supposed to be a veil… and I'm holding his hands right now… I feel like I'm going crazy!
Usopp improvised some sort of deeply worded paragraph, copying a priest. You stared into the distance, and all Luffy could think about is drinking the soda with you.
"Mr. Monkey D. Luffy, do you take her as your wife?" Chopper asked.
"Hey, give us the soda! I'm parched-" Luffy tried to reach for the drink,
"Just say, "I do.", you idiot! You're ruining the moment." Usopp punched him in the head. Luffy muttered out a weak apology while saying,
"I… do."
Chopper then turned to you and asked the same question.
"I… I'm not ready-" Usopp cut you off and tried to mimic your voice.
"I do~"
"Hey!"
"Then you may now kiss the bride! But let's keep this PG. Please enjoy the unifying potion for newlywed couples, the holy water!" Chopper proudly said, opening to soda can and inserting the two straws for the both of you to drink out of.
You burst into laughter. "What? Holy water? Chopper, you have a crazy imagination."
"St-stop praising me, stupid! It doesn't make me happy at all, birdbrain." He huffed out annoyingly at first, then smiled, giggling.
"I taught him well." Usopp said suavely, satisfied with himself.
"It wasn't a compliment, though." You replied, unimpressed.
"Hey, can we drink it now?" Luffy tapped your shoulder.
"Oh, um… okay." You opened the soda can and inserted the two straws.
"So, what was that about?" He nonchalantly asked after taking a sip.
"You don't know how a marriage ceremony works?" He shrugged in reply. Chopper and Usopp cheered in the background, humming marriage music together and laughing.
"Well, just think of it like dating." You looked away.
"Okay!" He smiled, drinking the last bit of soda.
"Whew, that was refreshing!" Absentmindedly taking your hand to walk you back to the classroom. He doesn't realize it, but you didn't miss the way his cheeks were slightly reddish, and his laughs more giddy.
You hope to yourself that he doesn't change ー that he remains to be this carefree guy who's always up for an adventure. You wonder what's on his mind, what he wants to be when he grows up, and most of all, if the future he dreams about includes you.
Now, for the million dollar question: are you two dating now?
Well… it's not as complicated as you make it out to be. He accepted your confession, and he's more than willing to try, even if this is his first time experiencing what young love feels like. It's foreign to him, but it's new.
And to him, new is always something to look forward to.
The bell rang, and it was time to go home. Usopp went ahead to Chopper's classroom because he promised to treat him to some ramen after school.
"I'll leave you two lovebirds." He waved, and you and them parted ways.
"What do you want to do now?" Luffy asks.
"I have to be home before five. Nami doesn't want me out pretty late."
"What?! Nami's your sister?" He asked, feeling a chill run down his spine.
"Yeah, do you still want to be my boyfriend?" You chuckle, expecting his reaction.
"Well… I still owe her money…" He looked away, scratching the back of his neck.
"Oh… so that's why she knows you… For what, though? Did you ask her to tutor you or something?"
"Yeah, something like that."
"From now on, let's help each other study. I'm good with Math! In exchange, we have to go on dates every weekend." You suggested.
"Deal. Where do we go?" He replied excitedly.
"I'm working part-time at a flower shop near the docks. You've always liked ships, right?"
"I do!" He looked at you with sparkling eyes, and you smiled.
"I'll talk to Franky and see if I can make you work for him. He's a really cool shipwright."
"I can't wait! I have to tell about us to my brothers."
"I hope they'll like me."
"Of course they will!"
You held hands on the way home, telling each other stories about whatever. Luffy walked you to your house, and bid you goodbye.
"Wait, before you go…" You grabbed his arm and kissed him on the cheek.
Luffy's eyes widened, his chest suddenly feeling tight. Then he smiled, waving at you. "See you tomorrow!"
You waved back in reply, with your back facing him, as you ran towards your home, not believing how you just did that.
When you opened the door, you found your sister smirking by the stairs.
"Guess it went well, huh. He's such a simpleton." Nami teased.
"Don't call him that! I think… he likes me back." You giggled bashfully.
"Yeah, because you probably gave him food. That guy will go along with anything that he finds interesting."
"Curse you." You glared at her, heading towards your room, and Nami just laughs in reply.
Ever since then, you sat with the three of them during lunch. Luffy will sit next to you during class, and he did his best to pay attention, even asking you about things he doesn't understand.
During weekends, he does what you both promised each other. Franky quickly became friends with him, even if he's clumsy at work. The owner of the flower shop teases you every time he's finished with his shift and waits for you outside.
When you have enough money saved up, you go to amusement parks, the cinemas ー anywhere that the city can offer you. Sometimes he'll surprise you with little trinkets he bought or made himself, and you'll always keep it, no matter how silly.
Laughs are shared, and sometimes you cry together over the stupidest things. Luffy's notorious for being the troublemaker, but with you, he got a little tamed. He'd cut classes less often, he participates during discussions, and one time he even went to school with slicked back hair, and everyone made fun of him but he didn't care. Everyone likes him either way, because he makes them laugh, and hearing it especially from you fills his heart with even more joy. He helps out kids who are bullied, and teachers love making him do errands despite being always annoyed by his antics.
The precious strawhat that he never lets anyone wear, have found its way on your head. He will let you wear it especially during summer days, telling you that Chopper told him that the summer sun is bad for your skin.
It's these little things that made you realize that you didn't really make a bad decision that day. You tell yourself that the embarrassment was worth it, even though you frequently fight over food.
And before you know it, the happy-go-lucky simpleton who never understood what it's like to confess your love to someone and never really cared for that matter, now glows brighter with you.
Ever since y/n joined the straw hats over 2 years ago, Luffy was attached to her hip. Luffy was always intrigued with y/n. The pair were always with one another, sharing secrets, getting a little too close, but they were just friends. Luffy was never sure why he was so infatuated with y/n. Maybe it was the fact that she smelled like sunflowers and vanilla, maybe it was her pretty plump lips, was it her curvy figure, or was it cause she was funny, caring, and sweet? He didn’t get it but y/n was always on his mind. He needed to focus on achieving his goal of becoming king of the pirates, he didn’t need to have most of his head filled with thought of y/n, but no matter how hard he tried his thoughts always circled back to her. He didn’t know why.
He was also very unsure why he felt like he could murder Zoro right now with his own swords, or the fact that he wanted to cut Sanji hands off with the kitchen knives he uses to cook his meals daily. The way Zoro wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer during the late night party the crew was having after leaving fishman island. Or the way Sanji has constantly been trying to get her attention. Granted that seems like basic Sanji behavior, something is just different after being separated for 2 years.
Luffys friendship with y/n wasn’t exactly classified as a friendship. Not with all the lingering touches, kisses on the cheeks, holding hands, even sneaking into each others beds at night just for cuddles. People didn’t just do these things with friends, they both knew that, but according to Luffy anytime he was asked, that’s all you were to him. A friend.
Luffy began to get frustrated with everyone asking what the relationship was between the pair. Luffy being asked the same question so many times made him feel like a bear being poked during hibernation. He wasn’t ready to accept any feelings he had for y/n himself, let alone admit it to the crew. Finally, Luffy snapped after Ussop asked for the last time what he thought about y/n. He looked down at the ground and said in a stern and serious tone, “She’s just another crew mate. You guys are annoying.” and walked away.
Y/n heard it. She never thought that words could hurt but it felt like her heart was ripped out and stomped on. She didn’t have the right to be upset though, they weren’t together, Y/n had said plenty times before that they were only friends. She didn’t know why her heart felt this way or why her face suddenly felt wet as she turned around to walk the other way. Maybe Luffy was having a bad day. Maybe y/n was overreacting, but the way her fists clenched until they turned white said everything she couldn’t say herself.
After a few days had passed since y/n heard how Luffy truly felt, and she began to distance herself from Luffy. She found things to do that weren’t next to or around him. She made sure she sat in at the opposite end of the dining table. She stopped sneaking into his bed and began locking her door at night. Was it petty? Yes. But she wasn’t ready to face him yet.
The day y/n was gonna confront Luffy on what he had said was the day that the crew first made it to Sabaody. There were immediately more important things to worry about. Ultimately the start of the adventure to the new world resulted in the separation of all the straw hats. Luffy could still remember the look in y/n’s eyes before she was sent to another island.
2 years passed at this point. The whole crew had changed with their looks, but nothing changed in anyone’s love and care for each other. Life basically just resumed for everyone. Aside from Luffy and y/n. Luffy and y/n were still lively but we’re doing some things together again. Laughing, doing stupid shit, and helping one another, but there was still unspoken tension from before they were separated. Luffy and y/n both looked more mature now but neither of them had the courage to talk about what was happening 2 years ago. The whole crew was so busy once finally getting on the sunny and making it to fishman island that there was no time for either of the two to speak their mind.
The crew had made it to Fishman island successfully and defeated Hody and his minions. On the voyage back up to the surface of the new world the crew decided to catch up, tell their stories, and drink in celebration of their victory. The night was lively and everyone was enjoying themselves, except Luffy. Sanji was overjoyed making y/n her drinks, giving her compliments, and basically just drooling over y/n and it was quite frankly, pissing Luffy off.
Y/n had a drink or two or three herself and felt pretty talkative. She made her rounds making an effort to talk to everyone about their own adventure and Luffy was happily waiting for y/n to notice him. Luffy had time to talk with everyone already but her. When she made it to Zoro, who had way too many drinks, the conversation was just too much for Luffys liking. Zoro was laughing too hard at her jokes, y/n was blushing too hard at some of his remarks, but the worst part was the “subtle” touches. Luffy watched as her hand found a spot on Zoros shoulder and Zoros arm snaked around her waist. Luffy was heated.
Luffy was reminded of all the times that those laughs and touches were for him. The times when story telling turned into cuddling, or the times the subtle touches turned into gentle kisses on the blush of cheeks or the tip of a nose. He was gonna go insane just thinking of y/n with anyone, let alone his best friend.. Luffy didn’t have the right to be mad though. You were just his friend, but Luffy thought you were acting like this on purpose, just to get under his skin. After slamming down his mug on the table, he stormed into the kitchen. Luffy didn’t even notice he caught the crews attention, not even y/n’s.
Luffy had been acting out of character ever since leaving Fishman island. The crew just assumed it was due to how much blood he lost from the fight and he was still trying to recoup from it. Y/n however, knew it had to be more than that. Without a second thought she removed Zoros arm and began to follow Luffy. She didn’t even look at Zoro much less give him an explanation, too focused on Luffy and making sure he was ok. Y/n was scared something had happened to Luffy, maybe he was still hurting, maybe someone upset him, but what about when he upset her? Mind filling up with tipsy thoughts, y/n’s anger from 2 years ago returned. Finally reaching the kitchen door she swung it open to look for Luffy.
Luffy was sitting at the bar in the kitchen, he looked up momentarily to meet y/n’s eyes before getting up and walking away without saying a word. Y/n couldn’t help but laugh. How stupid could he continue to make her feel? Why did she even come in this kitchen? Was it to comfort him or confront him? He wasn’t even trying to see what you wanted. Ever. Everything was always about Luffy. Y/n wasn’t about to let him just walk away. Not this time. Fuck that, he needed to know everything. And her liquor filled brain was going to make sure of it.
Y/n quickly followed Luffy. “Where ya headed captain? You didn’t miss your crew?…Aww big man can’t even talk to his crew mate?” Y/n continued on but Luffy was ignoring her. “Does your boo-boo hurt that much?… I just find it crazy that you can talk to everyone but me. Why is that cap?… Why is it just me you can’t talk to? You embarrassed of me Lu?” Luffy was walking away gritting his teeth and y/n was only getting angrier. “I’m sorry am I annoying you captain? I guess someone who’s just a crew mate should realize their place right?” Luffy had finally made it to his room without a word and opened his door. “Ya know maybe this was all a mistake. I should’ve just stayed on the deck with Zo-“ Y/n was immediately cut off by Luffy grabbing her arm, pulling her into his room, and slamming the door with her back pressed against it. She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by her captain finally speaking.
“You talk a lot. Ya know that?” Luffy said pinning her against his door. His hands wrapped around her wrists to keep her in place while his knee made it between her separated legs. “I had peace and quiet for 2 whole years while we were separated..” Y/n felt herself heat up from embarrassment. She began to pull away before her tears could fall from her eyes. Luffy began to lean into her ear while still holding her in place “and I fuckin hated it…” her eyes widened as she released a tiny gasp while his body was pressed against hers in a sudden movement. “God I missed you so much y/n and you’ve been too busy with Zoro all night to even see me.” He began to muzzle his face if the crook of her neck. “Luffy I-“ y/n began but was cut off. “You’ve done enough talking don’t you think? Prancing around on the deck in those tight shorts, flirting with everyone like a slut, and you couldn’t even wave at your captain.” Slowly bringing his knee higher up to her clothed mound between her thighs. Y/n feels instantly sober at the touch. “You have no clue how long it took me to think about what I would say to you when I finally saw you again…” his lips began to leave light feathery kisses along y/n’s jaw, as his grip tightened “but I guess I can just show you what I feel.”
With those words Luffy pulled his face back and leaned his lips closer to y/n’s. Moving her head forward she closed the distance. It was sweet and slow. Lips slowly moving with one another finding a steady pace. His hands released their grip on her wrist and slowly slid to her waist, placing both hands on her hips. As y/n began to lean in farther, the kiss heats up. Tongues sliding along each other. Biting at each others lips. The kiss is becoming feverish as the pair are practically sucking faces at this point. Hands roaming each others bodies as y/n bends her knees slightly to rest her clothed pussy fully on Luffys knee. A shaky breath leaves her lips at the friction. Slowly grinding her hips down onto his knee as the kiss continues. Her arms are wrapped around his neck, bringing him impossibly closer as her breathing falters. Luffy pulls back, pressing his forehead to hers. “You gonna ride my leg to show me how much you missed me? Hehehe…Come on you can do better than that.” Luffys hands begin to guide her hips along his leg. “T-too many clothes” is all she could manage to say. Y/n couldn’t cum like this even though it felt nice, but Luffy was never a quitter.
“You’re right..” he said with a smirk. Luffy reached for the hem of y/n’s shirt, pulling it over her head and then doing the same with his. “That’s better.” He said with a chuckle. His hands came up to play with her hardened nipples. Gently coming to rub at them while she continued to dry hump his leg. Y/n leaned in for a kiss but Luffy pulled his face away. She whined in resilience. “Cum for me and I’ll give you what you want. Come on you missed your captain right?” He leaned in to lick and suck at her nipples. Y/n continued to drag herself on her captains leg and truthfully on the stimulation was getting her close. Her hands tugging at his hair while letting out breathy gasps and whines. Y/n could feel the heat building up in her stomach. Her movements began to stutter and Luffy took this as a sign. “Nobody can make you feel this good but me.” Moving his arms to wrap around her waist and lifting his knee higher, he began to suck on one nipple while tugging the other. Switching back and forth, Luffy began bounce her on his knee.
Eventually it all be came too much for y/n. The friction of Luffys knee, the bouncing, his hands on her, his mouth sucking at her nipples. The tight heat in her belly finally overflowed as she felt herself shaking on his knee. “Good job. I knew you could do it pretty girl.” He said picking her up and walking over to the bed gently laying her down. Luffy began removing the reminder of clothing y/n was wearing, leaving her bare in front of her captain. Blushing she moved her hand to slightly cover herself before Luffy moved her arms away. “Don’t get all shy on me now. I just wanna show you how much I missed you…” he’s on top of her spreading her legs again with hands folding her in half while moving his face closer to her wet pussy “this is what you wanted right? Some attention?”
He licks a fat stripe up y/ns pussy and she can no longer keep her voice down. Her whines and moans escaping without a second thought as Luffy continues to lap at her cunt. Flicking his tongue fast on her clit while taking two of his fingers and jamming them into her sipping wet hole. Y/n’s back arched off the bed as she gripped the sheets. “T-too much Luffy.” She said breathlessly. He ignored her keeping her folded in half with one hand on the back of her thigh, he sucked on her clit while his fingers pumped in and out. His fingers found a spongey spot inside her cunt and the cord in y/n’s belly snapped again as she spasmed on Luffys face.
He slurped up every single drop of her slick that leaked out until she was clean. Luffy slowed his pace a little bit but didn’t stop. Continually pumping his fingers in. Still lightly suckling at her clit. Y/n was breathless and twitching. The overstimulation was killing her but it felt too good to even stop him. Her hands slowly in gripping the sheets as she tried to move her hands to Luffys head that was still between her thighs. Once her hands made contact with his head he pulled away.
His face was covered in her wetness. His eyes were lidded and cock was begging to be released from his shorts. He looked just as pathetic as you. Luffy wanted her just as bad as she wanted him. Leaning up on her elbows Luffy met y/n halfway with his bare chest pressed against hers as their lips collided in a slow but needy kiss. Both parties releasing moans and groans from just how much they missed each other. They needed each other. Was this an extreme way of showing it? Yes but actions speak louder than words. “Captain?” Y/n finally pulled away to question the man she’s been after for 2 years. “Yea baby?” He responded breathlessly. “Please fuck me” she begged.
Tugging his shorts off, he laid on his back next to her. Her eyes wouldn’t leave his cock. It was so pretty. It was long with a dark pinkish brownish tip that was glistening with precum. “Why don’t you get on here and apologize instead?” he said with the biggest smirk, already pulling y/n up and hovering her pussy over his cock. Hands on her hips as he glides her soaking pussy over his aching cock. “F-fuck y/n, go ahead and say you’re sorry so I can fuck you how you want.” The pleasure was intense but y/n didn’t forget that Luffy started this. Grinding her hips down to meet his as his tip kisses her clit perfectly each time they meet one another’s movements. “I think you should apologize C-captain, fuck. You’re the one who said I’m only a crew mate to you.” They were both stupid and moaning in desperation but they were equal in stubbornness. “You know and I know that’s a lie y/n. I’m sorry I ain’t say it sooner ~fuck~ but you never told me you felt some type of way.” Luffy isn’t making this any easier for himself, he would cum right now if he didn’t wanna fuck y/n so bad. The lewd wet noises were getting to them both. “That’s all I needed to hear Lu~ I’m sorry for ignoring you earlier, I just wanted to-“ that’s all Luffy needed to hear before lifting y/n’s hips off of his to bring her back down, impaling her with his cock.
Both letting out a whine. The stretch was so good y/n couldn’t help but start to bounce immediately. “Fuck captain I’m so sorry” y/n was moaning like a whore. Having already cum three times, her g spot getting hit every time her hips met Luffys, and the pure emotion behind it all she was already close. Luffys feet found a firm spot on the mattress to lip his hips to y/n’s continuously. “I’m sorry too baby. Mmm please forgive me.” Luffy was thrusting up into y/n at an ungodly pace. His tip was hitting her g spot perfectly. “Gonna cum Lu~” she said breathlessly as she began to clench around his cock. Luffy let out the sluttiest moan, which half the crew could probably hear, as they both came with each other. Immediately y/n slumped forward with Luffy still inside, laying her head on his chest. Luffy wrapped his arms around her torso and placed a kiss on her forehead. “I love you Lu” y/n admitted softly closing her eyes. “I love you too y/n” Luffy said before drifting off.
The crew was very much still awake and awaiting the return of the pair. “Should we go check on them?” Chopper worried since the two had been gone for so long. After hearing the loud moan escape from Luffy, the rest of the crew decided to pretend that y/n pranked Luffy and they must have went to bed. Even though the tears from the chef and the scoff from the swordsman didn’t go unnoticed, the tension was finally at ease.
A/N: 2nd fic I’ve done!! I did this one a little differently so please let me know how you guys feel🖤 GO READ MY NEWEST FIC! Out now “angel in black”
luffy is either very loud and vocal while eating you out, babbling into your pussy while moaning and groaning- or he just doesn’t say anything at all, barely letting out any sounds except for some content sighs here and there.
it entirely depends on his mood.
usually when he’s sleepy or tired he’ll be quiet and want to eat you out for good measure before falling asleep. still giving crazy good head but most sounds that are heard are coming from your pussy. while he himself just laps at your cunt quietly, humming with his eyes closed. he loves having you sit on his face while his arms and legs are spread out in a starfish position, letting you grind against his chin and mouth.
when he’s feeling super horny and excited he’ll be a fucking menace, making sure you hear all of his thoughts. he’s slurping up your pussy juice, making obscene sounds while whining into your wetness. licking puppy licks on your clit while panting. groaning as he impatiently buries his face in your cunt, sticking his tongue into your hole, fucking you with his stretched out tongue. “mhmm yeah you like my tongue-cock? like it when my big tongue fucks your hole?” he’s lewd and krass. it gets you both going.
There's just something about soft and quiet luffy, that i can't get out of my head. He is usually so loud and rough, not caring how he might bother others. He's always yelling, laughing, and eating as loud as possible. When he moves around, he doesn't care who he bumps into or whose way he's cutting off.
But when his s/o is hurt and doesn't even have the power to sit up by themselves, I imagine him being so quiet and gentle, not wanting to disturb their recovery. Holding their hand close to his face, brushing his lips softly against the bandages as he leans down to their face while they lay on their bed. He'll whisper, empowering words and sweet nothings in their ear. He'll be so so gentle with them.
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"Luffy," you call out with a pleading and trembling voice. The fight left you badly injured and traumatised. Every time you close your eyes, you relive the event, which leads you to be bedridden and unable to sit up by yourself. You can't help and feel so scared and anxious. The only comfort you find is your captain and boyfriend.
He's sitting on one of the chairs next to your bed, not risking lying next to you and hurting you by accident. As he hears you call out for him, he takes your outstretched hand and gently holds it against his chest. Letting you feel his steady heartbeat and strokes it lightly with his thumb.
His face is close to yours, and his hair tickles your forehead, but you don't mind. You need him to be close to you. The scared and anxious feeling aren't letting go even though he is so close to you and you can't help but cry softly.
"Hey hey hey... you're fine... you're okay..."
Luffys voice so unlike his, is tender and gentle against your cheek as he places small and feather light kisses.
His other hand comes up to pet your head, his warmth soothing you a bit.
"I'm here... I'm here now... focus on me yes?"
When your crying slowly stops, he's still leaning close to you while playing with your hair and slowly lulling you back to sleep again. His heart breaks seeing you like this, but he can't do anything but wait and be with you by your side until you're better.
