We’re sitting on a crowded bus with our shoulders and legs touching, and I'm feeling warm. I know the only reason is that the bus is full. I know it means nothing to him and everything to me. “I liked messing around with a board with you. I don’t think skateboarding is for me but it was fun.” He says, speaking loudly over other noise. “I don’t get how you’re able to do a kickflip or whatever it’s called. That shit looks like a magic trick to me.” He continues.
“I’ve been skateboarding for over a decade. I knew it wouldn’t be the thing for you but I liked seeing you try anyway. I saw the effort.” I tell him.
"Honestly man, I’m afraid of falling.” He says, and I hear it all wrong. He meant falling off a skateboard. I couldn’t help but think he meant falling in love with me.
Yeah, right.
“You’re so cool, dude. Skateboarding looks sick.” He adds, but I’m still caught up in a moment. So I deceive myself into thinking it means he finds me attractive. God, help me. I’m in love with my straight best friend. It’s so cliché.
Your first time with The Straw Hats...(One Piece Request)
Pairings: Zoro x Reader, Sanji x Reader, Luffy x Reader, Usopp x Reader (all fluffy smut - AFAB reader for smut purposes but no pronouns used.)
Author's Note: Thank you for this very sweet request, it's always fun to revisit my favourite pirate crew and give them a night of romance they'll never forget 😘 Don't forget if you enjoy the way I write romance, please consider buying my book Strike A Match to support my writing while all my fics are free <3
Your first time with Roronoa Zoro is...intense
- Your first time with Roronoa would happen almost unexpectedly. Zoro isn't exactly a hard man to read, in fact the entire crew are very aware of how deeply obsessed with you he is, but he rarely puts those feelings into action, and even more rarely into words.
- The first time the stoic man lets his heart get the better of him is after a long, drawn out fight, the kind where he finds himself constantly panicking when he loses sight of you. When the action wraps up and he finds you, uninjured, back on the ship, he can't stop himself as his hands grip your waist and his lips find yours and suddenly he can't think of a single reason not to do this every single day.
- Zoro doesn't exactly call himself your boyfriend, but you can sense that he's unwavering in his devotion towards you. And so, one night as you sit under the dappled moonlight, staring across the ocean while Zoro stares unashamedly at you, you decide that you want to see more of the body that has daily training has built.
- You don't have to say a word as you take his hand, and guide him towards your cabin, a knowing smirk plastered across his face to try and hide the deep uncertainty inside him at the thought of being even more vulnerable with you. It's not that he doesn't trust you, if fact he'd put his life in your hands without hesitation, but it's still achingly unfamiliar to let himself be guided towards the chance to potentially disappoint you.
- As the door clicks shut behind you, you can see the unease in Zoro's eyes, quietly dissolving any doubts by leaning up for a loving kiss that you quickly turn needy. Hungry. Desperate. You let the swordsman feel just how badly you want him as your tongue glides over his, and when you feel a smile grow against your lips, you know he's got the message.
- Strong arms reach around your hips until your feet lift off the ground, back pressed to the nearest wall and thighs wrapping around his waist for support as he effortlessly takes control. He's so focused on you that you need to claw at his shoulders to get his shirt tossed aside, your own clothes quickly removed as his lips trail over every inch of newly exposed skin.
- He needs access to more of you, his growing need burning inside him with the intensity of a wildfire, your body carried from the wall to the bed, and dropped with enough height that you can feel yourself bounce slightly as Zoro crawls over you. Before you can even tease him about being needy, his lips are back in yours and his arms are caging you against the mattress while he makes quick work of removing any clothes left keeping him apart from you. You can see the white hot desire in his gaze, the deep grunts that slip from his lips are music to your ears as he kisses down your chest, teeth nipping just hard enough to leave a mark that he hopes you won't cover tomorrow. Your fingertips glide over his muscular back as his begin to slide between your thighs, forcing your legs apart with his strength so that when he begins to tease at your entrance you can't do anything but whine out his name in a way that makes him only more desperate for you. He can feel how soaked you are from the way he's manhandling you, wasting no time in slipping his fingers inside you, stretching you out until three of them are curling against your walls and making your thighs tremble as the pressure inside you builds. He barely says as a word as his tongue laps at your chest, your own moans filling the room as he grinds his palm against your clit in time with his fingers until he feels you fall apart around him.
- Your whole body feels alight as he coaxes every drop of pleasure from you, waiting until you're twitchy and sensitive before finally withdrawing his fingers from inside you. He barely gives you a moment to catch your breath before he's lined up with your entrance, darkened eyes glancing up at you and waiting for a single nod before burying himself so deep inside you that you're sure you're going to feel empty any time the two of you aren't this close. The expert swordsman has the stamina and control to make sure he hits exactly the right angles inside you to keep hearing his name spill from your lips, holding himself back for as long as he can until finally the pleasure becomes too overwhelming and his face nuzzles against your neck as he reaches his climax. You almost miss it in the heat of the moment, but you're pretty sure he says thank you.
- Zoro is sleepy afterwards of course, but refuses to drop off until your comfortable and taken care of and cuddled up in his arms. It'll be obvious from the look on his face that he's not going to sleep without you anymore.
Your first time with Sanji is...romantic
- His devotion towards you is the single most important thought and feeling that Sanji has, all day and every day. It is the basis of every action he undertakes throughout the day, and every day he wants to be a better man, for you. It starts the day he meets you, a chance encounter reframing his life for the better, giving him a brand new perspective on what it might mean to be loved, and when you eventually reassure him that his feelings aren't unrequited, his adoration of you only grows.
- Sanji is above all else a gentleman when it comes to you; no matter how desperately he desires you, he'll keep those thoughts to himself until you make the first move, a part of him still completely certain that you'll never want to be with him in that way, because he's just so undeserving of you. But when you sneak into the kitchen early one morning to keep him company, leaning in close to whisper that the rest of the crew will be busy on the island that evening, he knows it's time for him to pull out all the stops.
- He wants to bring every romantic dream or thought you have ever had to life, spending the whole day setting up candles and rose petals and bouquets of wildflowers and the softest sheets he can find. He knows that the evening will feel utterly perfect to him as long as he's with you, so wants to add as much magic to the experience for you as he can. You do find it a bit odd how suddenly you notice he's rushing around frantically all day, but you decide it's best to just leave him to it until you're ready to steal him away.
- Once he's served dinner to the crew and sent them all on their way back into the island's town for the evening, Sanji finds you waiting in the kitchen for him. One look at you wrapped up in one of his shirts, and little else, is enough to have him falling to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes at the enormity of his own feelings for you. As you stretch a hand out to help him back to his feet, he takes the opportunity to pull you in for a desperate hug, a brief warm embrace before suddenly you're scooped up into his arms and he's carrying you towards your lover's cabin for the night.
- You can feel your heart ache at the amount of work he's put into making your bed for the night look like something straight out of a romance novel. He looks at you with hopeful eyes, his whole body relaxing when you smile and thank him, letting him know that everything is perfect now that you have him to yourself.
- Sanji can hardly believe how good you feel against his palms as he slides his hands over your legs, under the hem of his shirt, until they settle at your lower back, ever so gently pulling you closer until he can land his lips against yours and finally kiss you the way he's been thinking about all day. Even when he's overcome with passion, Sanji touches you gently, softly, like you are the most precious treasure these seas have to offer. You can feel him gasp against your lips when you pull his tie and kiss him more deeply, slowly stripping away every neatly sealed button that stands between you and your besotted chef.
- Sanji doesn't rush a single movement, wanting to memorise every curve of you, and make this night last as long as he possibly can. He'll wait for you to steer him to the edge of the bed before he gently lays you down, his fingers trembling as he helps you out of your remaining clothes before rising up onto his knees so he can really take in the sight of you, completely bare and stretched out underneath him. Every sultry smile you flash up at him makes him feel like his heart is going to stop completely, and when you ask him to touch you, arching your back and stretching your arms over your head to emphasise the words, he genuinely feels like he might be the luckiest man of all time.
- His touches start hesitantly, terrified of overstepping, a gentle caress of your arms earning a content sigh from you and spurring him on to be a little bolder. His lips find your neck as he lets his hands roam from your waist up to your chest, his breath hitching as he felt your nipples respond to his touch, a pleased hum echoing into the kiss. With the precision of a man with extremely skilled hands, he starts brushing his thumbs over you in soft circles, fingers kneading at the soft flesh he's dreamed about touching so many times before. He could feel his own excitement aching and throbbing between his legs, but the only thing he cares about is bringing you pleasure, his heart hammering in his chest as his lips left yours and drifting lower.
- A glistening trail of kisses mapped his route from your throat, between your breasts and over your stomach, before finally his lips found the spot they had been waiting for. With his whole body between your thighs, one leg gently lifted over his shoulder to give him better access to you, he licked one long stripe over your slit, the taste of you flooding his senses and driving him back in for more. Like a man starved, he leaned into you, flicking his tongue against your clit before lapping at your folds, trying to drink up every drop of excitement his movements earned him. It was heaven to the chef, finally knowing the way you taste on his tongue, and hearing you moan of his name in response, only making him wish he never had to do anything else with his time. One strong arm stretched over your hips, keeping you in place while his tongue continued to explore every inch of you, his free hand coming to circle your clit with precise, gentle strokes that had the pressure inside you building up with an intensity you'd never felt before. Every noise and drip that Sanji drew from you just made him want to dive in deeper, his own desires burning inside him as he felt your whole body tremble against his touch, your release spilling over his tongue with a heavenly cry from your lips.
- You'll have to drag the lovestruck chef up from between your thighs by his messy blonde hair if you ever want him to stop, guiding him back on top of you for a kiss before rolling him onto his back. His eyes are so wide and almost in shock as he watches you climb onto his lip, the feelings of your warm wet entrance brushing against his leaking tip almost enough to send him over the edge already. The moment you sink down around him, Sanji's brain kicks back into gear, sitting himself up so he can pull you closer and use his hands around your bum to help guide your hips against him. Now that his mouth isn't too busy, he'll echo compliment after compliment, telling you how perfect you feel, how beautiful you are, how you're far too good for him and he's luckiest man to ever live because he gets to be this close to you. Each sweet word is interlace with moans and sighs and by the end he's almost whining out the loving praise, his eyes welling up at the way you're smiling at him and making him feel better than he's ever felt before. He almost wants to cry at how perfect this moment is, and at how close to the edge he feels, wanting to spill inside you but devastated that it means he can't keep this going forever. All it takes to push him past the edge is a prolonged moment of eye contact and you crying out his name again as you clench around him, Sanji's hips stuttering and bucking beneath you until he's completely spent and can't do anything but cling to you.
- He's going to want to stay right there, clutching you against his chest while still deep inside you for as long as you'll let him. Gently running his fingertips over your back and telling you how much he adores you, and that he'd do anything for you as you sweep the hair out of his eyes and place an equally sweet kiss against his forehead. You can tell Sanji all his efforts paid off, because it truly was a perfect night.
Your first time with Monkey D. Luffy is...fun
- When you caught the eye of the notorious pirate captain Luffy, you weren't sure if you should be flattered or intimidated. The man with a bounty worth millions of berry, known for being almost unbeatable in combat, couldn't take his eyes off you, with a beaming smile that completely disarmed you despite his reputation. Thankfully you quickly learned that Luffy was the kindest pirate captain the seas had to offer, and having his heart was undeniably a privilege.
- Luffy doesn't hide his feelings from you at all, his declaration of love happens the moment he realises the enormity of his affections for you, and he makes it extremely clear just how beautiful he finds every part of you. He's a clingy, touchy partner, always draping an arm around you, or clinging to any part of you he can reach as you navigate the world together, and every time you reciprocate his affections he practically turns to sunshine with his bright smile and laughter.
- He'd never pressure you into anything, but if you give him the slightest nod that you're happy for him to touch you more, Luffy isn't going to hesitate for a second, hands skimming under your shirt and spreading flat across your stomach so he can feel every inch of you skin you're willing to let him explore. And he's so happy and grateful about it, it's hard to not to giggle at his face when you let him remove your top and he immediately yells out that you're the absolute best, and that he LOVES getting to touch you. You might have to remind him that the rest of the crew doesn't need a running commentary of your private time together, but honestly he just forgets that anyone else exists when he's alone with you.
- When you start to return his lingering touches, he practically melts against you, and the first time you slip your hand below his waistband and run your fingers over the length of him, it's probably the only moment of quiet you've ever experienced in your relationship with Luffy. He'd then immediately apologise for shutting up, and go back to telling you how perfect you feel with a lovestruck grin across his cheeks.
- His lips are constantly latched against yours, giggling as he nips at your bottom lip and tells you how tasty you are, dragging you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you so tightly that you can only shift closer to him. There's never a moment when the air isn't filled with his infectious laughter and his wide eyes are constantly scanning over you to take in every view of your beauty. And when the first time comes that you want to feel Luffy inside of you, all he can do exude pure euphoria and excitement at the thought of being even closer with you.
- You need to pick a time when you have the ship to yourself, because Luffy is incapable of keeping his voice down when he's with you, taking your time to just enjoy being dragged into Luffy's lap and feeling his hips buck against your needily. Like with everything else that Luffy enjoys, he's greedy when it comes to you, practically devouring your kiss as his fingers stretch inside you, rubbing you in places you didn't even know you were sensitive in until your excitement is dripping down his arm and your legs feel like jelly. When he can't wait any longer, he'll spin you around until you're under him, taking the time to lick your taste off his fingers before he's slowly thrusting into you, letting himself make the most of the incredible sensation. Even now he'll still be talking non-stop, telling you good it feels, how he doesn't understand how anyone does anything else when they could be doing this, how it kind of makes sense why Sanji is so obsessed with women now. Your giggles are lost in between moans as he rocks his hips against yours with his usual intense strength, and you end up digging your fingernails into his back just to try and hold onto something as intense pleasure washes over you again and again until finally your heroic captain is spent and exhausted. Then you have to contend with him falling asleep on top of you and clinging to you like a koala with a happy little smile on his face.
Your first time with Usopp is...sweet
- Usopp is less confident than any of our other lover boys, but that just makes him even more reverent that you actually want to be this intimate with him. You've had to make a lot of the first moves when it comes to getting the great Captain Usopp to confess his feelings: directly asking him if he likes you as more than a friend, and then quickly reassuring him that you feel the same way about him when he answers honestly. Scooting closer and closer to him on the deck one night and looking into his eyes until your lips where so close to his that he only had to lean in slightly to close the gap and secure his first kiss with you. So when you wanted to progress things further with him physically, you knew you'd have to take the lead again for your brave sniper.
- Never let Usopp know your next move, or he'll panic and overthink and get himself all worked up and not in a fun way. No, your beloved sniper is best when he's just thinking on his feet, not letting his insecurities consume him and just enjoying your presence. Let the night start like any other, leading him back to your cabin and gently pushing him until he's perched on the edge of your bed. Straddle his thighs and watch his eyes flutter shut as your lips find his neck, lips parting softly as he tries to say something smooth and heroic but just ends up stumbling over the phrase 'you're very pretty.' He's so transfixed by the feel of your lips skirting over his jaw line that he barely notices the way you help him shrug off his shirt, pulling yours off in one smooth motion before kissing him again.
- You can feel his excitement growing against you, and the second you roll your hips against it his eyes shoot open, a strangled moan escaping his lips and he stares up at you curiously. His eyes rake over your chest, trying to remember if had been wearing a shirt earlier, but his brain isn't working when you look this good and you're so close to him. You give another teasing grind against the bulge in his trousers as you let your fingers slide slowly over his chest, getting lower and lower until they're toying with the waistband of his shorts. You lick your lips and look in his eyes and he looks equal parts in awe of you and terrified as Usopp nods his head slightly, not even sure what he's agreeing to but happy to do anything if it means getting closer to you.
- It only takes a few slow pumps of your hand over his length before Usopp feels like he's in heaven, his hips squirming and his chest heaving and the view just so pretty as you stare down at him with so much love in your eyes. But he knows he can't just be a passenger to all this, so with the tiny bit of power he still has over his body, he'll roll you onto your back, immediately lying on top of you and letting his lips find yours as his fingers roam lower, willing himself to touch you the way he'd wanted you to touch him.
- Usopp is a natural with his fingers, uncanny in his ability to touch all the right places with just the right speed and pressure until you're struggling to take a breath that isn't punctuated with his name. He gets such an ego boost by seeing the effect he can have on you, so when you grip his wrist and look up at him with pleading eyes and sigh out that you want to feel more of him inside you, he's more than happy to oblige. The second he slides his length inside you he starts to feel a bit out of his depth - he's imagined this more times than he'd care to admit, but you feel better than any of his wildest dreams. And you keep gently caressing his cheeks and telling him how good he is for you, how much you love him, and he's genuinely not sure he's going to survive the night, but honestly if this is how he goes he'll be a happy man. Then he manages to remember that he needs to be good for you too, and his fingers snake between your body as his lips latch onto your chest, working in time with his hips until he can feel you clench around him and finally he lets himself go, struggling to hang on for a second longer while he feels so good and so close to you.
- Afterwards the nerves start to seep back in, so please tell him that was perfect, and that you love him, and instead he'll be thinking (and maybe rambling) about how it's about time the great Captain Usopp had a tale of romance under his belt. (Literally) ;)
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Notes:
This story was originally written as part of my interactive fanfiction What Happens Next Is Up to You, where readers voted on how the story would continue. The project eventually lost momentum and I decided not to continue it. Rather than leaving this story unpublished, I reworked it into a one-shot.
Got a new one-shot over on my Patreon of my two new favorite obsessions: Hans and Henry! I was very inspired after I got my Henry branded stupidly, and found a great way to justify my actions through the power of fanfic. Anyways, feel free to check it out over on my Patreon!
Hello all of my friends in the void and happy Friday! I come with my first bit of fanfic in a while, and it is absolutely inspired by my new
Have a little preview of it as well!
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The two of them brainstormed for a moment what could be done for tonight to help with the searing pain. Henry considered going up to the apothecary’s lab in the other castle tower and brewing himself a potion, but he had no idea what concoction could help a fresh burn. Chamomile could only do so much.
“Got any more wine?” Henry asked in a last ditch effort. Perhaps getting plastered would help dull the sensation for the night, and the hangover would be a decent distraction in the morning.
“That was the last of it.”
Henry groaned as he placed the goblet onto the floor.
“I could always kiss it better.” Hans offered teasingly. “I’ve known that to work for raising all sorts of spirits.”
“Ha, good one,” Henry chuckled. “I didn’t know the Lord of Pirkstein was such a capable healer too.”
“Of course I am!” Hans brought his hand audaciously to his chest. “I am Sir Hans Capon, Lord of Pirkstein and haver of magnificent lips!”
“That’s not what I’ve heard from the women,” Henry joked. Hans’s eyes shot open and he flew up with the utmost offense.
“Excuse me, what was that?” he inquired calmly. His eyes betrayed his levity.
“Oh nothing, my lord,” Henry teased. “Only the utmost respect for you and your healing prowess.
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