Laffitte: *walks into a room, crying*
Blackbeard: What's up with you???
Laffitte: Shiryu just told me he didn't love me anymore!
Blackbeard Pirates: *all look at Shiryu*
Shiryu: All I said was that he didn't have to do a tap routine after every other sentence he said.
Laffitte, sobbing: It means the same thing!
Hi there, may I have a scenario with Shiryu has been getting dreams of his future s/o? (nsfw or sfw) He's really something 👀💦 Thank you~
Hey Anon, thank you so much for requesting!! First time writing for him! I don't know a lot about him so I'm sorry if it's not what you were expecting. Also, I wasn't sure what you meant by "future s/o". Does he know them? Is it like a some magic shit happens and he sees the future? Either way, I decided to use the first one. They know each other but are not dating.
I also left it open if reader actually likes him or not sooo....hope you're not mad.
Warning: 18+, nsfw, oral, wet dream
Pairing: Shiryu x fem! reader
Word count: 1.8k
Ever since he first saw you, he knew he would get himself into something he couldn’t get out off so easily. He couldn’t point out exactly what he found so fascinating about you but you somehow got to him. First, he thought it was simply physical attraction; you were good looking in his eyes and he wanted nothing more than to just shove his dick down your hole and have his way with you. He was neither a kind nor a gentle man so this was the natural train of thought he had.
God, the way you presented yourself in front of him; your tempting curves, your sinful lips, your irresistible eyes – he fantasized about how you were down on your knees in front of him, his dick between your soft lips and looking at him with an innocent gaze. But the more time he spent watching you, the more he realized that he found you attractive in more than just one way. He actually enjoyed listening to what you had to say; you weren’t like any of the women in Blackbeard’s crew, you actually knew your shit and kept him on his toes with every conversation you two had.
He noticed he wasn’t the only one who showed interest in you but to his amusement you managed to shut his captain down rather quickly. He respected you for that; not everyone could stand in front of Blackbeard, turn him down and see to live another day. Shiryu didn’t know if you were attracted to him as well so he decided to keep it to himself. It was totally not like him; he took what he wanted with no regards to whether it was okay or not.
But since he kept it to himself, he had more and more odd dreams about you. It all started with innocent ones; you two talking, him watching you doing everyday tasks, you…kissing him. It was silly to have those dreams but it didn’t exactly choose to have them in the first place. They didn’t make things more difficult between the two of you either. He was a big man, he could separate dreams from reality quite good. And then this happened.
You were sitting at the bar alone, pirates surrounding you but you were not paying attention to them. Most of the men were trying to hit on you but you simply ignored them. He didn’t recognize any of the faces, they were all blurry and mashed together but he didn’t care about them. He had only eyes for you.
With a confident grin on his face and his cigar between his lips he strode over to where you were sitting, your back turned towards him, not seeing him coming. “I take it you’re not interested in socializing?” he asked, taking a seat right next to you. You looked at him with your intense eyes and it felt like you were looking right through him.
“And what makes you think that?” you countered, resting your head on your fist, not breaking eye contact. “Just a hunch.” He replied. “Maybe I was just waiting for you.” You purred, a lascivious smile on your lips. Shiryu raised his eyebrows in surprise and amusement but he didn’t let you throw him off. “Then I guess it’s your luck I showed up…” he lifted his hand, putting it under your chin, his thumb stroking your bottom lip.
He saw how your eyes slowly looked him up and down. “Like what you see?” he asked, looking you up and down in return. “I don’t know. Why don’t you take off your clothes so I can take a better look?” now, he was really surprised. He didn’t expect you to be this straight forward. “Then I guess you don’t care about the other people here?”
“What other people?” you asked. Confused, he looked around and indeed he found this place empty. Weird. Where did all the other pirates go? But he didn’t think too much about it and instead looked back at you. “Never mind….” He purred, blowing some smoke out of his mouth.
“So, you said you wanted to see what’s underneath my uniform? You need to earn it first.” he growled, seeing your body shiver at his words. His hand slowly gliding down your neck, brushing away your hair in the process. He loved how perfectly his hand fit around your neck. “I did.” You agreed, leaning into his touch, grabbing his hand with yours before leading it further down.
“You don’t seem to waste any time….I like that.” He purred, following your lead. You led his hand down your body, over your clothed breasts, down your stomach and to the hem of your shirt. With an expectant look on your face you waited for him to continue. Shiryu added his second hand, pushing both underneath your shirt before slowly pulling it up your body, exposing more and more of your delicate skin until he pulled it over your head.
You bit your lip, looking up at him through your thick lashes and it made him hot. He wanted to see this look on you more often, but especially when you were between his legs. But first, he wanted to feel you underneath his touch. He stood up from the stool, now towering over you. With hungry eyes and skillful hands he started exploring your body. He heard you gasp in response and you leaned back until your back was lying on the bar counter, your arms above your head.
He took the invitation, taking the cigar out of his mouth, throwing it away and instead having his lips occupy your breasts, licking, biting and sucking on the sensitive skin. A moan left your body and he felt your legs wrap around his waist, pressing your bodies against each other. He groaned, his dick already feeling incredibly hard underneath his uniform trousers.
While his hands moved up and down your sides, his mouth moved up your collarbone and to your neck, biting down harshly until he drew blood. You moaned again, this time louder, and pressed your crotch against his, moving your hips up and down.
“Touch me!” you panted, looking at him through hooded eyes. “I am touching you.” He chuckled, knowing exactly what you meant. “No, not like this….I want you to touch me….down here…” you said, suddenly seeming a lot more shy than before, licking your lips nervously while you took his hand in yours again, leading it straight down to the waistband of your pants.
“Oh? Down here?” he asked, his hot breath tickling your skin. You nodded, biting you lip once more, looking at him wantonly. His strong hands were surprisingly skilled in opening your pants, pulling the last remains of your clothes off. He looked down at your glistering core, his grin intensifying at the prospect of eventually burying himself inside of you.
But right now, he wanted to taste you above anything else. “Spread those pretty legs of yours…” he purred, helping you pull your legs close to your body. “Hold your legs like this, will ya?” he asked but not really meaning it as a question. You obliged nevertheless, pressing your thighs against your breasts, exposing your core to him entirely. Shiryu let his hands wander down between your legs, over your stomach, down to your sex. When he touched you, you whimpered, your lower body twitching at the feeling.
His grin turned wolfish, his thumb starting to circle your clit. Your hips bucked up against his digit, wanting to feel him more. “More….” You whined, spreading your legs a little further the best you could. Shiryu happily obliged; he let one of his long digits glide over your wet slit while he kept stimulating your sensitive nub. When he entered you, you let out a loud moan, arching your back, inching closer against his fingers.
He moved his finger in and out, watching and feeling how well you sucked him in, the anticipation inside his body growing to when he could replace his finger with his swollen member, filling you out to the brim, stretching you to the point where it would become uncomfortable for you but he would make you scream for him.
He added a second finger, curling them up inside of you, searching for the bundle of nerves that would drive you crazy. A guttural moan was your answer when he found it, your walls tightening around him. “Right there!” you squeaked in a high pitched voice, your body trembling a little under the intense feeling.
He started thrusting his fingers in and out, trying to hit your special spot with each thrust. His thumb kept circling your clit, but he wanted to replace it with something different. The former prison warden leaned down, watching how your pussy reacted to his ministration; how it twitched, how it made wet sounds, how your hips jerked against him – he loved it.
When his lips replaced his thumb and started sucking on your clit you couldn’t help but let out a scream, your hands coming down and pressing his face against your core. He chuckled against your sex, tasting your slick on his tongue.
“Shiryu!” you panted, your legs dangling in the air while your hands gripped his hat, eventually pulling It off his head.
His tongue glided down your slit, joining his fingers in thrusting into you.
“Shiryu!” you moaned, this time louder. He knew you were close and he wanted to make you cum before you could repay him; and he wouldn’t be gentle. He would fuck your mouth until it was soer and then fuck every remaining hole you had. The thought alone had him growl against your wet lips.
He added another finger, pumping them in and out, his lips and teeth scraping against your pussy, becoming rougher and rougher. Your moans grew louder in response, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. He needed only a few more thrusts and you would become undone.
“Shiryu!”
“Shiryu!”
“Shiryu!”
“Shiryu!”
“Damnit, Shiryu!”
“Shiryu, you fucking bastard! Wake up!” The man sat upright in his bed, sweat gathered on his forehead, his chest heaving from this intense dream.
“You okay? You look awful!” Blackbeard laughed, standing in the door, looking at his crewmate.
“Get lost….” Shiryu growled, only slowly realizing that not only had it been a dream but that this bastard of a captain deprived him of seeing you come to your orgasm on top!
“Zehahahaha. You seem upset. Whatever it is, forget about it. We are setting sail.” Blackbeard announced.
Shiriyu looked at him displeased. “Not until I I’ve done what I should’ve done long before.” He murmured, getting up and passing by his captain but not without bumping into him ‘accidentally’. “And what would that be?” Blackbeard asked, looking at him in amusement. “Fuck Y/n’s brain out.”
