Synopsis: How Luffy shows and confesses he’s in love with you.
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Luffy is always so nice with people. He smiles, laughs and becomes friends with everyone very quickly and with you was not different.
As soon as you get into his crew, he won’t let you alone.
He’s too much with everyone, always asking for Sanji to cook for him, always asking a stupid question to Nami, Robin or Chopper and always laughing with Usopp and Brook, but with you?!
Ohh, damn. Luffy is 100% expanded.
The members and you thought it was because you were new. He wanted to talk to you and asks about your past, your parents, what you’d like…
Everyone thought he was being a nice Captain as he’d include you in everything.
Washing dishes? Y/N can help!
Buying food for them in an Island? Y/N can go with him and Sanji!
Laying on the floor in the deck and watching the stars? Maybe Y/N would like to see it as well!
Eating in the middle of the night? Y/N for sure is hungry and not asleep at all.
Luffy would have sure to get you by his side, it doesn’t matter what he was - or you were doing.
Some months later and Luffy didn’t change, even if you were already family with him and the other members of the crew.
To be honest, he’d include you even more, and also…
He’d share his food with you and everyone would be chocked with it. Luffy and sharing food?!
“Hey, Y/N! Try it.” And he’d put the meat in your plate with a smile. “It’s sooo good!”
You’re a surprised. You and everyone around the table, to be honest.
Luffy never shares his food. It’s a fact.
“Hohohoh, that’s cute!” Brook whispers as he laughs, breaking the silence.
“Thanks, Lu.” You smile to him, Sanji would almost die, Nami and Robin would look at each other and Zoro would murmur a “hm”.
He’d hug you a lot!!!
When he sees you for the first time in the day? Hug.
When you sit next to him in the deck or at the table? Hug.
When you go to your room to sleep? Hug.
At this point, everyone knows that their Captain is in love with you, and even you know it, but won’t say anything until Luffy confesses.
Weeks later, at a rainy night, instead of knocking on your door to call you to join in an adventure in the kitchen, Luffy says:
“Hey, can I sleep with you?” The question makes your heart skip a beat, but you agree, anyway. It’s your Lu, and of course you felt in love with him as well. Who wouldn’t?!
“What’s wrong with your place?” You say as Luffy enters and closes the door.
“I just… I don’t know, I woke up and it was raining and all I could think about was you.” He says as he lays down next to you in your bed, looking at your eyes in the darkness of your bedroom.
“Luffy…”
“I think about you a lot, actually. I asked Chopper what that means and he said…” He smiles. “He said it was love, and I said I loved my whole crew, but didn’t think about them like that, and then, he said it was different.”
“I…” You don’t even know what to say at first, flustered by the way your Captain is confessing his love for you. “I love you too, Luffy.”
“You love me the way you love the others or…?” His eyebrows frowns as he asks you, and you laugh softly.
“I love you the way you love me, Lu.” You smile, your delicate fingers traces his jawline with tenderness as he smiles and pulls you closer to his chest.
“Good.” Luffy whispers, smiling. “So, can I kiss you?”
Omg love your fic, could you do one like that on from law were the reader lose memories but with luffy.
Minor Head Trauma (Luffy x Reader)
One Piece | Luffy | 3.0k | Masterlist
It hurt only when you touched it.
And while, objectively you knew that wasn't the best measurement for if a brain injury was serious or not, it was reassuring in a way. It could always have been worse, you reasoned. You could have been bleeding out on the ground.
Instead, you were trying your hardest to remember… well, anything.
“Temporary amnesia isn't unheard of from a hard impact,” Chopper said.
Him, you remembered well. You remembered most of the crew around you to an extent. Names came easily but specifics felt lost when you reached for them. It was probably for the better. Had you not remembered who they were entirely, you might not have responded well to a reindeer fussing around your head.
“How did it even happen?” you asked.
Everybody looked at Luffy. There wasn't a moment's hesitation amongst them.
“It wasn't my fault!” he protested.
“Really?” Nami asked. “How many times have I told you not to drag us around the deck like that?”
“I do it all the time and she never gets hurt!”
Nami gestured to you and you stared at the bump again in the small mirror Robin had brought out for you. It wasn't very pretty. Right above your right eye. You touched it again and winced at the pain.
Okay. That was something you shouldn't be doing.
Luffy appeared next to you without warning and you startled. “Do you really not remember anything? It wasn't that hard.”
“It was pretty damn hard,” Zoro said.
“I remember some things…” you said. “Not much. I know my name. I know your name. And…”
Much more than that felt like it was a strain to reach. Luffy's frown deepened.
“Chopper, can't you fix this?”
“There's no medicine for this kind of thing,” Chopper protested. “The best I can do is treat the injury but the amnesia is a waiting game. We just have to be careful and try not to push her too hard. Don't force the memories. Let them come back naturally.”
“Perhaps we can prompt a few,” Robin suggested. “Through familiar spaces or situations?”
“Maybe,” he said. “But gently. Alright, Luffy?”
Luffy finally stopped staring at you without blinking. Something you were thankful for because it had been starting to creep you out a little.
“Why me?”
“Because you slammed her head into a pole!” Nami snapped.
He sighed as though the accusation was unfounded but then gave you a genuine smile. “Sorry. I didn't mean to.”
“I know,” you admitted. “I didn't think you did.”
“Even with amnesia, she's like this…” Nami muttered.
“Like what?”
Robin laughed softly. “Maybe Sanji can prepare something you usually enjoy. It's as good of a start as any.”
You had no reason to protest.
Zoro held out a hand and practically hauled you onto your feet despite Chopper's reprimand. You wobbled for a second before you got your balance back and held your hand up to block out the sun from shining into your eyes. Was it always this bright?
Luffy's arm wrapped around you and you startled. The sudden pressure around your waist was unnerving, his weight settling against your side before you'd quite registered him moving. But… it wasn't entirely unwelcome.
It was actually very familiar.
“Come on,” he said. “If food'll fix it then Sanji's got this easily.”
That, at least, was something with no lingering doubt in your memory.
You moved to your usual seat at the table without thinking about it, only noticing when Luffy beamed over it. It wasn't long before Sanji placed a plate in front of you carefully, his attention flicking toward the captain.
“Be careful,” he warned. “You have a vulture.”
“It smells really good,” you said.
Luffy's arm wound around you eagerly, his head almost bumping into yours as he slid closer to you.
“It's your favourite.”
“Is it?”
Nami hit the back of his head and Luffy startled, retreating from winding around you. “Give her some room. She doesn't remember you climbing all over her like that.”
You giggled. “Does he do this often?”
“Daily,” Sanji said. “Mainly when you're eating.”
“Because you make it worse,” Nami said, her gaze accusatory. “Every time he starts doing it, you just tell him that it's fine.”
“Because she likes it!” Luffy protested.
“I don't think I mind,” you offered. “I mean, if I'm trying to regain some memories here, it might not be a bad idea.”
Nami stared at you, miserably unimpressed.
“As long as you're being gentle!” Chopper reprimanded. “Just because it doesn't look that bad doesn't mean it isn't! And if he keeps shaking you around, he could make it worse!”
You glanced toward him and winced. “That's not very reassuring.”
“Sorry, but it's important. He jostles you around a lot and I don't want to risk it.”
“No I don't!”
“Yes, you do,” Zoro corrected. “How else would we have ended up in this situation in the first place?”
Luffy groaned dramatically. It was a fight not to laugh at his expression so instead, you grabbed his chair and pulled it closer to you. You weren't sure why you did it but it seemed he knew because he immediately wrapped both arms tightly around your torso and dropped his head heavily against your shoulder.
His chin dug in as he tilted his head toward the others and stuck out his tongue.
“Try it,” he said. “You'll like it.”
His hair was tickling your cheek. You brought a small amount to his mouth instead of your own and he inhaled it without even asking.
“Wait, hey, that's meant to be yours,” he complained around the mouthful.
“I know,” you said. “But I have to make sure it's not poisonous.”
Sanji looked offended, one hand pressed to his chest. “I would never!”
You flashed him an apologetic look and brought another small bite to Luffy who, despite his complaints, immediately ate it.
“I actually just wanted to share,” you admitted.
You offered another bite and Luffy opened his mouth instinctively before he suddenly closed it again. He didn't bother unwinding his arm before he reached for the fork and shoved it toward you instead.
“You've got to try it too.”
You wrinkled your nose but accepted, even if it felt odd to do so. It was good. Warm and familiar, the recognition arriving a second before you could work out what exactly you were recognising. You went back for a little more.
Though the second you were done, Luffy opened his mouth for the next bite.
You ignored him and had it yourself.
“I see your point. It's very good.”
“You always ask Sanji for it. Do you remember that?”
You didn't. You tried your hardest to reach for where the memories were but you kept coming up with nothing. The memories of asking for it were gone but…
But you did get the idea that the best part of the meal had very little to do with flavour. It had more to do with the tickle of Luffy's hair against your cheek and the warmth of him wrapped around you.
“Do you sit like this with me whenever I eat?” you asked.
“Sometimes. Depends what you're eating.”
“It depends if you'll share without him having to guilt it out of you,” Sanji muttered.
“Is this guilting?”
“Yes.”
Luffy huffed. “I'm not.”
“It's working,” you admitted.
He grinned wider. “That's just because you like me.”
“I do, don't I?”
“You always let me sit here so...”
You didn't have an answer for that yet. But you knew there was one, waiting just outside your reach.
Admittedly, you slept better that night than you had in a very, very long time. It turned out being head slammed into a pole did wonders for exhausting your body. You still wouldn't recommend doing it though.
For nothing else than it really sucked to stare out the window and struggle to remember what you were meant to do that day.
So you went for the one thing that could be a guarantee. Breakfast.
Chopper immediately rushed over to you when you arrived, reaching you before even Luffy and you sat down to allow him to examine it. He hummed and muttered to himself as he worked.
You winced as he touched a particularly sore spot. He batted your hands away with his hooves before you could reach for it.
“Try not to touch it too much,” he said. “The bruise there is already quite bad and you'll make it worse by fiddling.”
Luffy leaned over you. “Do you remember anything yet?”
“A few fragments,” you admitted. “I know everybody's name and… I knew where breakfast was going to be. Does that count?”
“It's small steps,” Chopper said. “Do you know what ship you're on?”
“The Thousand Sunny.”
He beamed. “Perfect! And what about the name of Robin's devil fruit? Or even what it does?”
You opened your mouth, confident you knew the answer, but the thoughts stuck in your brain. You looked toward her, trying to spark something in your memories. She must have used it in front of you before.
“I know what it does,” you said finally. “It grows limbs.”
She smiled and nodded. “It does.”
“Do you know mine?” Luffy asked.
You stared at the arm wrapped around you three times and smiled. “No idea, captain.”
He laughed and unexpectedly reeled you in, spinning you twice before he caught you against his chest. The world kept turning for a second after he stopped, bright deck and blue sky sliding together until you blinked them steady. Chopper immediately began to protest loudly.
Although you were more caught up by Luffy's very pleased grin.
“See, you called me captain. So, you're fine.”
“Isn't that your position?”
“Yes, but only you say it like that.”
You giggled to yourself. “I have to admit, I did it on instinct. Not really because I was meaning to.”
“Instinct's good.”
Chopper sighed. “If he asks you to do something ridiculous, you have to tell him no, okay? Because you're still recovering.”
You looked at Luffy's expression and knew, even without the memories, that Chopper was ascribing you a nearly impossible task. You could already tell where his brows would drop and his pout would form. He was far, far too good at looking disappointed.
“I was bumped on the head,” you said. “Not given magical powers.”
“It doesn't take magical powers to say no to him,” Nami pointed out. “I've been telling you for years that it's more about self-preservation instincts.”
“Do I have those?”
“No.”
Luffy laughed and scrunched his nose. “It's okay. I know to be careful. Don't worry.”
You smiled because true, he could have picked you up rather than just spinning you into him. “So, I get special treatment because I'm hurt?”
He scoffed. “No, you always get special treatment.”
He didn't even say it as though it was an announcement. Just as simply as telling you the weather. You laughed to yourself.
Alright then.
Your memories trickled back as the days went past. Most of them did, anyway. And what you forgot, Luffy helpfully supplied despite Chopper's requests. He told you where you liked to sit and handed you what you'd been busy with before.
And every time he put something familiar back into your hands, it settled there more naturally than you expected, even if the memory attached to it didn't return until much later that night.
It wasn't long before the Thousand Sunny docked on a new island. One with white sand beaches and one suspiciously smoking mountain. You knew while staring at it, without a doubt, that the chances of it finding a reason to erupt while your crew was there stood high.
Luffy was half down the gangway when you caught his vest, the fabric rough and sun-worn. He stopped immediately and tilted his head back toward you, waiting.
You stared at your hand in his vest.
Why had you done that? You hadn't wanted to say anything but it had felt far too natural to ignore. And now Luffy was waiting patiently for you to do something.
You stared at him, guilt mixing in as you tried to reach for the second part of whatever this ritual was. Everybody else was staring too. You could feel their attention sitting heavily against your shoulders.
What came next?
Luffy's smile faded slightly. It didn't disappear but you saw it grow smaller, replaced by a confusion you hated seeing there.
If you'd just let him go…
He leaned in a little closer. You hesitated.
Then you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. “Be safe.”
His grin returned in full force, bright enough that it would put the sun to shame. Your fingers slipped free from his vest as he rushed down to join Zoro where he'd been waiting and waved over his shoulder at you.
“I probably will!”
He definitely wouldn't. Your lips tingled faintly as you watched him grab Zoro and start dragging him in the right direction. That had been the right answer then.
“I'm in love with him, aren't I?” you asked Nami.
She rolled her eyes. “Only just noticing?”
“Well, given the bump…”
“You forgot the name of Robin's devil fruit but not to feed him when he's hovering over your shoulder like a starved gull,” she said. “It's impressive.”
You laughed quietly to yourself. It was strange. Almost wrong to have your body remember the routines but not the times that had forged them. You stared down at the gangway and almost heard a faint echo from the first time you'd done that.
“You told me I was hoping for a miracle,” you said to her. “The first time I did that.”
Nami smiled. “You still are.”
“We talked about it for hours. You told me I have weird taste in men.”
“Odd taste, not weird,” she corrected you.
Which was exactly what she'd said after you got offended the first time. For a second, the two moments almost sat on top of each other. This island and another you could only half see, this conversation and the faint shape of the first, Nami sounding exactly the same in both.
“He punched somebody before he got back that time.”
“Doesn't prove your memories are returning. He finds a way to get into a fight at almost every island,” she said although she looked satisfied. “Either way, it's good you're feeling better. Would be great if you didn't let him drag you around but…”
“As I said, I didn't get magical powers.”
Dinner was usually how you knew whether Luffy had found trouble on an island. If he was late, there was probably a fight to be had, so you watched the sun sink lower through the afternoon and the shadows across the deck stretch with it.
You did hope it wasn't a fight. Whatever purpose you served in that field was staying outside your memory for now.
But Luffy came home with Zoro in tow and with only a few sticks in his hair. He dropped down in a seat directly in front of you and you smiled to yourself, fingers already gently untangling the knots of his hair.
“Find anything good?”
“Not really. Zoro fell off a rock and hit his head.”
“He's hit his head a thousand times more than I have and he never loses any memories,” you complained. You loosened one of the sticks and tossed it toward the ocean. “Doesn't seem fair, does it?”
Luffy shrugged. “You know he hit his head so you didn't lose everything.”
“It's because you can't damage a brain that doesn't exist,” Sanji said as he lowered a tray to you.
You knew which of the three drinks was yours and he smiled genuinely when you took the right one without asking. Slowly. You could feel everything coming back to you.
You took a sip before you handed it down to Luffy. “Leave me some please.”
“How much?”
You tapped at the quarter line of the glass and he nodded firmly. You went back to his hair, careful not to tug as you unwound the strands. It looked like he got into a fight with a bush and somehow lost.
You found a feather and offered it to him. He shook his head so it joined the sticks tossed overboard.
“I was safe,” he said.
“Did you mean to be or did you not find anything worth getting into trouble for?”
He laughed and you knew you'd caught him. He couldn't actively try to be safe. It wasn't something he was able to do. You didn't mind. The wish was more for the sake of reminding him not to be too reckless where he could.
“Sanji's got a big fish for dinner,” you said. “And I think it's something I've had before. I wonder if I'll recognise the taste.”
“You will.”
“You sound so sure.”
“Why wouldn't I be?” he asked, tilting his head back to look at you. “You're fine.”
You smiled at the reassurance of it, fingers moving carefully through his hair. “I still don't remember everything.”
“It'll come back,” he said. “Like the kiss did today. Took you a bit but it came back eventually. Doesn't matter if it takes a while. I'll wait.”
“You're not very good at that,” you reminded him.
He shrugged. “I'll figure it out.”
You smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “How do you manage to be both comforting and terrifying at the same time?”
“What's scary about that?”
“Makes me worry about disappointing you.”
“You can't,” he said. “Then I'll tell you again. Or we'll just do everything again.”
“I love you.”
“Yeah.”
You had known that answer was coming and you still laughed. “No, silly, as in I remember that I fell in love with you. And now you're sitting here and reminding me why.”
Luffy grinned. “Good timing. Because I finished your drink.”
The fingers running through his hair paused. “Luffy…”
because y’know… i wan’ him to kiss me👀👀 like this song is so cuteness and he is so cuteness so it all works out and is perfect
el chico del apartamento 512 - selena
it’s so him i literally wrote a fic based off this song… like dat my latino bf
summerboy - lady gaga
are u joking me… he is summer he is boy he is everything he is my summer fling who i have fun with and roll around on the beach with getting sandy and tanned and splashing around
good looking - suki waterhouse
he is my my myyyyy good looking boy because he is the cutest
true blue - madonna
this is also very summery to me and it just makes me think of my true love who i’m always thinking of and who’s heart fits me like a glove like babe ily
would you mind - janet jackson
i once saw the most delicious and freaked out edit of luffy to this song and it just makes me think of him because like… i just wanna touch u tease u everything ms. jackson said 👀👀
boyfriend luffy that comes up behind you and bites ur cheek to express his overwhelming affection
boyfriend luffy that calls you the most stupid sappy nicknames he makes up on the spot (best-ever in history and forever-girlfriend) or a simple bunny, pretty, or angel
boyfriend luffy that tugs on your hair (if you’re wearing it up) to get your attention
boyfriend luffy that always tries to make eye contact
if he flusters you and you avert your eyes bashfully, he will crouch and shift to meet your eyes if he doesn’t just tilt your chin back up to look at him
it makes him giddy if you get even more flustered
boyfriend luffy that has absolutely no shame and will kiss you whenever and wherever he wants
boyfriend luffy that is a sympathetic cryer
he’s prone to making stupid decisions or being ignorant enough to make you tear up
luffy thought he grew out of being a crybaby years and years ago
but when he sees your chin wobble and your eyes glisten, he folds, his own beginning to water with panic as he frantically apologizes
boyfriend luffy that will always eat whatever you don’t finish, no questions asked
boyfriend luffy who’s grin grows tenfold when he catches you looking at him with stars in your eyes
boyfriend luffy that pulls you into a dark corner on a new island for a quick makeout sesh, slipping his hands up your shirt and shoving a leg between yours
he’ll pull away suddenly and pull you back into the bright sun with a satisfied grin as if nothing had happened
he knows you look disheveled with your clothes mussed and your pupils dilated
he also knows it’ll leave you thoroughly frustrated and needy for later (he does it on purpose)
boyfriend luffy that likes to just grab your face sometimes; his hands are larger than they should be for his height, and he likes how his hands looks splayed across your face—the bottom of his palm on your chin, to the last joint of his middle finger aligning with your hairline
boyfriend luffy that likes to match corny t-shirts with you
your shirt: “i don’t wear matching t-shirts…”
his shirt: “…but i do!”
boyfriend luffy that is just completely and irrevocably in love in the most sappy way possible
a/n: i’ve been overcome with need for him lately… i’m very open to reqs btw👀👀 or just thoughts (nsfw or sfw welcome)
Synopsis: Luffy takes you to a nice restaurant, but his behavior seems different.
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The thing you loved the most in Monkey D. Luffy was his personality. The way he’d make you laugh, the way he’d help others without hesitation and always trust in you and his other crew members would make your heart melt with love.
Not only that, but his passion for freedom, food and hugs also made your heart do all that weird stuff, and argh, the way he’d hold your hands and kiss you softly at night, or when he puts his hat on your head with a big smile…
But today, Luffy was different. Specially when you both arrived at this restaurant you wanted to go and he decided to take you. He was… Not being himself at all.
He was quiet, not laughing like the world was ending and not even eating like the food would run away.
What was wrong with your boyfriend?!
“Luffy.” You call him and he looks at you with a small smile on his beautiful face. “What’s wrong?”
“What? Nothing is wrong.” You can tell he’s lying by the way his shoulders tensed up when you asked it.
“Then why are you acting weird?” You cross your arms. “Please, Lu, tell me.”
“It’s nothing.” He smiles and starts to eat again, even using a knife to cut his meat. “I’m fine. Are you liking the place?”
Luffy tries to change the subject by asking you that, and you look around: he’s behaving like them.
You see a guy using a knife just like your boyfriend is trying to, and another man smiles politely to the woman next to him, like he did seconds ago.
“It’s kind of boring.” You are honest, and he gives you a confused look. “What?”
“I thought you wanted to come here, Y/N.” He looks disappointed and sad, like an abandoned little puppy.
“I wanted and I’m glad you brought me here! But… Why are acting like them?” You point with your head to other men.
“Because… Sanji said I should.” He finally says it and you give him a surprised look, not even believing what Luffy was saying.
“What? Why?”
“I told him I would take you to this restaurant and he said I should behave like a real man so I couldn’t make you feel embarrassed and uncomfortable with my… Normal behavior. Something like that.” He says quietly and the feeling of discomfort only grows in your chest.
“Luffy, what the fuck?!” You whisper. “This is so stupid, why would I feel embarrassed with you being you? That’s why I felt in love with you in first place!”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.”
“I’m not upset with you, my baby, but with Sanji and all the shit he said to you.” You answer and your boyfriend doesn’t say anything.
“Luffy, I don’t want you to change, okay? Not because of a stupid restaurant, not because you’re scared of embarrassing me… You could never do that, by the way. I just don’t want you to change.”
“Really? Are you sure?” Luffy smiles so hard your heart does that thing. Melts, screams, arches.
“Of course I’m, my love.” You hold one of his hand and give your boy a kiss on his cheek. “Now, please, can you be yourself? I know you’ve been wanting to eat without that stupid knife so bad.”
He laughs and nods. “Sure!”
Luffy starts to act normal: eating, laughing and drinking as always, and you laugh as your boyfriend gives you a smile as bright as the Sun with meat sauce on his lips and chin.
You only have two things in mind when you both come back to Sunny:
Kiss all of his face and kill Vinsmoke Sanji for telling such lies to your precious boyfriend.
request from anon: Hellooo I hope you’re doing alright!
Hear me out, Fem! Luffy x Fem reader who already have an established relationship, and everyone knows. One day reader does something that really pisses Luffy off/makes her jealous (like she was flirting with a random civilian to get something that she wanted, Luffy saw and now she’s jealous and upset).
In response to being jealous and upset Luffy drags her girlfriend back to the Sunny (which she protests a lot to) and Luffy ends up having rough sex with her, and uses a strap on her.
RULES AND MASTERLIST
Hi there! I'm doing alright! Sorry this took so long, I had heavy writers block ;-;
If you do not mind, I will be partially changing this request due to the premise being too similar to my other fic, certainly not. It's gonna be a modern college au. Hope that's alright! If not, you can let me know and I can work up something new when I get the time :))))
Also, for reference, fem!luffy looks almost exactly like regular Luffy.
word count: 3.4k
cw: smut, established relationship, fem!Luffy, dom!Luffy, fem!reader, modern au, college au, jealousy, frottage, strap-on (reader receiving), rough sex, multiple orgasms (reader), ooc Luffy(?), not proofread
CONTAINS NSFW, MINORS DNI
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The library of Grand Line University was quiet as you stared at the textbook in front of you with disdain and a little bit of triumph. You had just finished your calculus homework, with a little help from a tutor that you had requested.
The woman next to you laughs softly at your expression, pausing from gathering her things, "You know," She began, tapping your notebook with her finger, "It isn't really that bad, you just have to remember…"
Her voice tuned out in your head. Not because you didn't value the advice she was giving you, you did, but because you had just spent a good two hours with her just so you could barely understand the numbers and symbols on the page in front of you. You, frankly, were exhausted from it. The idea of numbers made you sick.
Still, you didn't want to be rude and cut her off so you just… pretended to listen to the explanation she was giving you — again. You're a college student, you kind of mastered the art of not actually listening when you were supposed to from all the times you spent all-nighters — both to catch up on work and because your girlfriend was needy.
Everyone knows you are dating Luffy — she made sure to make it known wherever you two were either my announcing it as loudly as possible or just all around getting handsy and affectionate in public. You do your best to calm her down, but most of the time it just makes it worse since your attention would be on her.
Luffy is popular. Not in the traditional high school sense, but rather in the sense of she talks to everyone that she could — so if you were to ask anyone around campus about Luffy, they likely would be able to give some sort of answer.
Though, there was one thing you may have lost track of… time. The tutoring session went longer than you were expecting, and you may or may not have told Luffy that you would meet up with her at around seven pm. That was an hour ago.
Surely, she would understand.
Luffy did not understand, and she was currently pacing around the shared dorm that the two of you have. Really, it was a shock that the college still allowed you two to dorm with how… loud you both can get at times. She was wondering where you were, she wanted to spend time with you and maybe cuddle and kiss — but you weren't there!
She pulled her phone out again as she paused her pacing, scrolling through the over twenty messages, and at least three photos of some cool bugs she found while wandering around campus, she had spammed you with over the past thirty minutes, all of them asking where you were and what you were doing in that obviously needy way that she does. She huffs in annoyance at the lack of response, and her thumb stops just when she sees the last message you had sent — just before the spam.
It was you telling her that you would be at the library to study, and that you would be done at around seven.
It was almost eight now! That was way too long, and waiting was never something she was good at — especially not when it came to wanting you.
She huffed to herself, grabbing all of her essentials — her straw hat — before she petulantly stomped out of the room to go and find you, not even bothering to lock the door behind her. It wasn't like you were there to scold her anyway. She ran into Robin on the way, briskly asking for directions to the library since she has never willingly gone there a single day since she got to the college. Robin laughed softly behind her hand knowingly, pointing her in the right direction.
Luffy waved her hand as a quick thanks, her quick pace shifting into a jog as she nears the dreadful building. Her face scrunched at the doors, as if just being around so many books was offensive to her, before remembering why she was here in the first place. She inhaled, throwing the door open and accidentally startling a student who was just trying to leave. She didn't apologize — she was too focused on finding you.
She paused at a sign on the wall, squinting angrily at it like it was intentionally keeping her from you even though it was giving her the directions to where you were. "Stupid buildin'," She muttered through gritted teeth as she pulled open the door to the stairwell, heading down towards the study rooms, "Stupid books."
She opened the door with more force than necessary, the sound echoing in the previously quiet room as she stepped in. Her eyes scan the place, moving from the windows of the private-but-not-really rooms to the tables in the middle — finally pausing when she found you there. Her irritation briefly left her, but hardened once more when her eyes drifted just a little bit to the left at your tutor.
Luffy didn't know you were zoned out and barely even focusing on what the tutor was saying. All she saw was you staring intently at her, almost dreamily, and it lit up a fire in her lower gut — the feeling burning hot and heavy. Why were you looking at this random woman like that? You should be looking at her like that, not whoever this is!
She huffed through her nose, her jaw set in a rekindled irritation as she marched across the room towards the table.
You only blinked out of your daydream when you felt a hand on your shoulder and when you heard your tutor pause her twentieth example in the past fifteen minutes. Your tutor blinked slowly, not really knowing why she was getting glared at by Luffy.
"Well, I…" Your tutor paused turning her phone over to check the time as Luffy started to haphazardly shove your textbook and notebook into your bag, "..I guess we are done here. Sorry for keeping you so long."
You blinked, "No, no," You laughed sheepishly, sending a small glare to Luffy over your shoulder. Luffy just huffed and rolled her eyes, already trying to tug you, "It's alright, really. Thank you for the help!" You had to shout the last portion as you were tugged away, your tutor waving awkwardly before finishing to gather her things.
"What's your issue, Lu?!" You finally complained, shaking her hand off of your shoulder and coming to a stop. She stopped a few paces ahead of you, inhaling briefly before looking back.
"Took too long," She shrugged, picking at her ear as she sends another glare to the library, "Texted ya 'nd you didn't respond."
You paused at that, finally taking a moment to check your phone after all this time. You cringed in guilt at the time displayed and the amount of messages she sent, realizing you really did stay an extra hour and didn't tell her.
"Hope you had fun with that girl," She scoffed petulantly, almost bitterly, as she kicks at the ground. It was enough for the sympathy to fall off of your face and be replaced by a blank exasperation.
"Luffy," You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose, "You can't possibly be jealous of someone helping me better my education."
Luffy sputtered, her cheeks warming up as she stomps her foot, "I ain't jealous!" She hissed defensively, gripping your wrist. Despite her growing frustration, she still had a loose hold on you — she still gave you the option to pull away if you really didn't want her right now.
Unfortunately, you did. So you let her pull you back to the dorm room.
She grinned that stupid little grin you knew all too well — the one she flashes when she knows that she is getting exactly what she wants as soon as you two get back. You couldn't deny the fluttering in your stomach — you wanted this too.
"Got ya somethin' nice earlier," She giggled, almost mischevious, as she steps out of the elevator, tugging you hastily down to your shared dorm, "G'nna make ya feel real nice, too."
You swallowed thickly as she opened the door, pausing for a moment as something processed.
"You didn't lock the door when you left?"
She froze for a second, her lips tightening into a straight line as she looks to the side. You can already see her skin start to glisten as she cold sweats, "Locks broke."
You stared at her as you closed the door behind you, locking it. You tested it, trying to twist the handle and pull the door open — as predicted, it did not open. "You can't lie for shit, Lu."
Luffy hissed something under her breath, grabbing your wrist to tug you over to her bed, "Stop talkin'," she grumbled, her hands moving to your hips. She grips tightly, continuing to guide you until you felt the backs of your knees hit the bed.
She carefully, yet firmly, shoved you down — crawling on top of you as she gathers your wrists into one hand and pins them above your head. Her lips needily connect with yours, her breath heavily as she kisses you. You could barely reciprocate before she is moving away from your mouth, leaving a wet trail down to your jaw as she kisses along it.
"M'so much better than her," She hummed lowly, gripping the hem of your shirt to tug it over your head, her lips leaving your skin for only a moment so she could get the clothing off before attaching herself again. Her free hand moved up your belly, causing you to reflexively clench and arch your back.
She giggled against your jaw, pressing soft kisses just beneath your earlobe, "Ain't no one better than me," She huffed into your ear, her hand slipping beneath your bra to squeeze at your breast and play with your hardening nipple, "Say it. Say m'the only one."
You gasped at the feeling, squirming beneath her and instinctively trying to pull your hands free. Her hand only tightened around your wrist, her other hand stopping its teasing as she waits for you to speak.
"O-Only you, Luf!" You whined, desperately trying to get her to touch you again, "Only you make me like this! Promise! So please…"
Luffy grinned, her hand sliding away from your breast and behind your back as she unclips your bra and slides it off of you, "Please what?" She hums, finally releasing your wrists to finish getting the bra off as her newly freed hand reaches down to slide your pants off.
You glared at her through lidded eyes, your cheeks heating up from the embarrassment of having to say it out loud — even if it was just to her. Her hands stopped again when you took to long to answer. Desperation made people speak, after all.
"Please touch me, Lu. Anything. Please," You huffed, your hips bucking up into her hand to urge her to continue. She smugly smiles, finally pulling your pants off and tossing them somewhere in the room along side your bra, "Need you, Lu."
Luffy's eyes darkened at that as she eyed you up and down shamelessly. She liked when you were under her, begging prettily as your own excitement soaked through the underwear she had bought for you. Everything about you was hers, and she would be damned if any tutor took it from her.
"You've got me, pretty," She practically sang, thrilled at how needy she has gotten you before she has even started. She greedily rips the underwear off of you, blinking at the destroyed fabric before shrugging and tossing it aside, "I'll get ya more. S'okay."
"You don't even have a job," You comment, causing her to chuckle. You were glad that you could still poke fun at her even in a situation like this.
"Don' worry. Ace 'n' Sabo'll give me money. Maybe uncle Shanks," She reassured, gently rubbing the skin on your thighs, her hands travelling to the sensitive inner flesh before moving up to run a finger through your wet slit with an eager hum. Your body jerked at her touch, a soft noise leaving your throat.
You always forgot that Luffy is a spoiled kid. Her brothers and uncle fold at any ask, easily giving in to any whim that she has. You didn't know if it was genuine love or if they just wanted to get her to shut up, but it didn't really matter.
She backed off from you for a moment, sucking on the finger she used to gather your slick before she hastily gets her own clothes off — not bothering with the same sensuality she did for you. She wanted you just as bad, which was evident when she got her own underwear off and it was more soaked through than yours was.
She quickly crouched, pulling a box out from under her bed and grunting as she seems to be fighting with something as you heard something clicking into place. You blinked curiously, but she already stood up before you could lean over the edge and look.
You swallowed thickly at the sight of Luffy stood in front of you with a strap-on around her hips, the fake cock jutting out proudly. It was just big enough to fill you nicely without causing you pain. The only reason you knew this was because you had one of a similar size.
Luffy grinned eagerly, getting back onto the bed with you as you spread your legs wider to give her room. "G'nna take care of ya. Better than she ever could," She hummed, rubbing the fake head through your slick — teasingly pressing it into your hole before pulling back again.
You groaned as she rubbed it over your clit, playing with the sensitive bud to coax more of your sweet juices out before lining herself up. "Y'ready?" She asked in a whisper, leaning over your body. One arm rested beside your head to hold herself up while the other held the fake cock steady.
You nod desperately, almost embarrassed by how much you wanted her. She leaned back again, giving herself a good view as she slowly pushed it in. She kept an eye on you, making sure your face never contorted away from pleasure. It wasn't like she could feel anything that was happening, so she was relying on your emotions.
"S'good?" She asked carefully as she eased in, taking her eyes off of yours for a moment to admire how you were taking in the length.
"Mhm," You answered in a moan, clutching at the sheets beneath you. You have taken something similar before while you were alone in your dorm, horny and waiting for her. It shouldn't feel any different — yet somehow it did. Maybe it was because it was her guiding it into you rather than your own hand. You didn't care, "Please move. Please, Lu."
She groaned at your words, her hand falling away from the silicone cock as she finally eased it completely in — the base of the strap pressing tightly to your pelvis. Her hands settle on the bottoms of your thighs, pulling them up just a bit higher as your wrap them around her waist.
She pulled her hips back, watching your pussy grip the slickened toy on its way out before she pushed back in, grinning wider at the sound of your pleasure. She grips your hips tighter, shifting on her knees for a better angle as she thrusts her hips faster. Her eyes reluctantly left the action and returned to your face, her hips stuttering briefly as she sees the look of pleasure on your face.
"So good, Lu!" You cried out, your hands leaving the bedsheets as they find their way to her back — scratching down it to ground yourself when you feel the tip of the toy strike your cervix, "There, Lu! Please, please!"
Luffy moans despite not feeling it, getting off on the sounds of your pleasure. She was dripping with want, but right now she was entirely focused on you, "Got ya, pretty," She tells you again, angling her hips so the tip of the toy batters against your cervix with each rough thrust.
"Y'take my cock so well," She praised as she picks up speed, her hips colliding roughly with yours as the wet sounds of you taking her fill the dorm room, the bed creaking in protest with each punishing thrust.
Luffy leaned over you again, her thrusts becoming more shallow as the distance in which she pulls out decreases, massaging the special, gummy spot within you to light you up from the inside. She didn't care about the mess you were making on her bed or the fact that her own thighs were trembling with need. Her hands grip your hips tighter, her hips becoming rapid and aggressive.
"So good f'me," She groaned, panting as she looks down at you. You could barely get any words out, your nails scraping farther down her back as she pounds into you, "I'm goin' t'your next tutor lesson. Can't have no one lookin' at ya like that. Can't have you lookin' at anyone else like that."
You only nod pathetically, feeling your stomach tighten with your approaching orgasm. Luffy grit her teeth, pushing your hips down to angle herself better, striking your cervix again and again with each quick, harsh thrust of her hips, "You only take me like this, 'kay? No one else," She almost snarled, getting herself worked up again.
"Ye-es Lu! Only you!" You cried out, your hands falling away from her back to grip the pillow behind your head, "I'm so close..!"
Luffy giggles, one of her hands leaving your hip to circle your clit in time with her thrusts, coaxing you to your finish. She would normally want to draw this out, but she wants to cum so badly that she couldn't. She wouldn't last long after this, and she needed it now.
Your orgasm came with minimal warning other than your legs tightening around her waist and your pussy clenching so tightly that it pushed the toy out. She grunted, looking down at your pulsing, satisfied hole and the slick mess of the strap on. She was pleased with herself, watching as you pant and whine beneath her.
"One more, pretty. One more," She breathes heavily, rushing to get the strap off of herself. She drops it carelessly beside you on the bed, grabbing one of your thighs and hauling it up onto her shoulder as she straddles the other. She bumps her clit against yours, gasping as the feeling, before grinding herself down onto you.
You both whimpered at the feeling. You were overstimulated, and she was desperate. She hugs the leg she was holding up to use it for leverage, clumsily rubbing her clit against yours as she chases her eluded orgasm — her pelvis slapping against your thigh with each needy grind, her slick making a mess on your lowered leg with each pass, mixing with your own slick.
You could feel your second orgasm coming again quickly, still sensitive from your previous one as she rapidly slid herself against you, her hips stuttering as she felt herself coming close as well. Her voice became higher pitched, more needy and whiny, as she got closer and closer.
"Oh-! Oh god.." She panted, her head bowing down as sweat drips from her forehead. Her fingernails dig into your thigh as she speeds up, feeling herself clench against nothing as she reaches her end.
You fell over the edge first, crying out her name as you came for the second time. Your vision goes white briefly, the pleasure overwhelming as you whimper from the sensitivity. She kept going, not slowing down until she found her peak.
It wasn't soon after you that her hips sped up before stuttering to a stop. Her spine straightens, gripping your leg just a bit tighter as she gives a few final thrusts of her hips — too sensitive to continue as her eyes roll back and her orgasm crashes over her, adding to the mess that you already made against yourself.
She pants, catching her breath with you as she laughs weakly, leaning down to peck your lips — gentle in juxtaposition to the carnal desire she just showed you. She rolls off of you, tugging you against herself with a satisfied hum.
"I love ya," She grinned sleepily, kissing your forehead as she gently rubs your thighs to soothe them.
