drunk sex with your captain and childhood best friend
◡◡ ﹒ luffy x fem!reader 𖧧 requested | wc : 900 approx. | cw : MDNI / smut / suggestive / childhood friends to fwbs / dub con / drunk sex | masterlist
a/n: i was kind of hesitant to write this but decided to do it anyway. it isn't that graphic, sorry. hope you enjoy!!!
the night air was thick with the remnants of their party.
empty cups, scattered streamers, and the faint echo of laughter.
you and luffy.
childhood friends who had somehow stumbled into a friends-with-benefits arrangement without ever crossing that final line were both far too drunk to remember why you'd been holding back.
he found you first.
swaying in the kitchen.
your giggles filling the space as you nearly knocked over a bottle.
his arms wrapped around you from behind, steadying you, his breath hot against your ear.
"y/n..."
he slurred, nuzzling into your neck.
his usual playful tone was huskier, heavier.
you turned in his grip, meeting his eyes.
there was no hesitation, just the clumsy urgency of two people who had known each other forever and suddenly wanted more.
the walk to your bedroom was a mess of tangled limbs and muffled laughter.
he pushed you gently onto your the bed, following you down.
his hands exploring with a reverence that made your head spin.
"iIs this okay?"
"tell me if it hurts..."
when he finally sheathed himself inside you, he groaned, burying his face in your shoulder.
"shishishii.. this is... this is so much better than i thought!!"
he giggled, making you laugh despite the stretch.
he took you from behind first.
your cheek pressed into the mattress as his hips met yours with a rhythm that grew confident, possessive.
you cried out.
your hands fisting the sheets as waves of pleasure crashed over you.
your body tightening around him.
he followed with a gasp, spilling deep inside you, his grip on your hips bruising.
he didn't stop.
he eased you onto your stomach.
his weight pressing you into the mattress as he found his pace again.
deeper.
slower.
you could feel every inch of him.
every tremor in his muscles as he chased his release again.
his breath was a ragged whisper in your ear, your names mixed with curses and praise.
by the time he finished a second time, you were both trembling, sweat-slicked, and breathless.
he collapsed beside you, his arm draping over your waist, pulling you close.
"again?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep and satisfaction.
his hand already sliding down your hip.
you should have been exhausted.
you body ached in places you didn't know could ache.
but when you turned to look at him...
his messy black hair, his half-lidded eyes, that lazy grin that had been yours since childhood.
something warm pooled low in your belly.
"yeah,"
his grin widened, all teeth and mischief.
before you could second-guess yourself, he was already moving, rolling you onto your stomach with an eagerness that made you laugh.
"luffy!!! slow down—"
"can't,"
he mumbled against your shoulder, his hands finding your hips.
he entered you from behind again, but this time, there was no clumsiness.
he remembered exactly what made you gasp.
what made your back arch.
what made you cry out his name.
his pace was slower at first.
almost teasing.
his chest pressing against your back as he leaned over you.
"you feel so good..." he breathed, his voice cracking.
"i don't think i'll ever get tired of this."
your fingers tangled in the sheets as he drove deeper, his rhythm picking up.
every thrust sent sparks through your limbs.
your moans muffled by the pillow.
he shifted, angling himself differently, and suddenly, you were seeing stars.
"right there—luffy, don't stop!!!"
he doesn't.
he chased your release like it was his own.
his hips snapping against yours.
when you came undone beneath him, clenching around him, he followed with a broken groan.
his forehead dropping to the back of your neck.
but he stayed inside you, still hard, still wanting.
"y...y— you're not done?" you managed, breathless.
he chuckled, low and warm.
"i said 'again,' didn't i?"
he eased you onto your side.
lifting your leg over his shoulder, and slid back in with a smoothness that made you whimper.
this angle was deeper, slower, more intimate.
his eyes never left yours, dark and soft in the dim light.
"i like this," he admitted, showing his goofy smile.
"i like... seeing you."
you reached up.
cupping his cheek.
his skin was warm.
he turned his head to kiss your fingers, and something in your chest tightened.
"luffy..."
"i know..." he said, "me too.."
he moved again, and you lost yourself in him.
in the rhythm.
in the heat.
in the way he whispered your name like a prayer.
your second orgasm built slowly, sweetly, crashing over you as he buried himself deep.
he followed with a shudder.
spilling into you again.
his lips finding yours in a clumsy, open-mouthed kiss.
when he finally pulled back, he was grinning again.
exhausted and completely satisfied.
"told you," he said, flopping onto his back beside you.
"best party ever!!!"
you laughed, "you're impossible..."
but you curled into him anyway.
his arm stretched around you automatically, pulling you close.
"we should do this more,"
you can tell he was already half-asleep...
"drunk parties?"
"no." he giggled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head.
"this!!!"
you smiled against his skin.
your hand resting over the scar on his chest.
"yeah..." you agreed softly.
"i think we should."
this fic is written by @qwehwa 2026 / please do not feed any of my work into ai, copy, plagerise, nor translate them into any other language.
