#usopp lemon

[mytheoristavenue]

OP Usopp x Perv!Reader 🍋 - ISpy Pt. 2

Summary: Usopp confronts you after finding you at his door.

Warnings: Perv!reader, fem!reader, Perv!Usopp, NSFW, oral (m receiving), slight degradation, praise, punishment, a bit out of character, dom!Usopp

"W-Wait, were you...spying on me?"

The question hung in the air as laid there, good eye blown wide at the prospect of being caught. You were entirely at a loss. What could you possibly say to sooth this moment? Usopp was your friend and the Straw Hats were a family and that made the whole situation so much worse.

"U-Usopp...I-" you breathed, struggling to prop yourself up on your elbows, still sore from your pervious position and drowsy from climax. "Y-Yes, I was. I'm sorry..." You finally managed to confess. "I'm such a creep! I'm so sorry!"

You had long since begun to feel intense guilt crawl up your back, worsened by this emotionless stare, boring past your eyes and into your soul. He couldn't help but study your frantic expression and the way his seed interacted with your skin as it wrinkled. Now that he thought hard on it, he didn't have it in him to contain himself. "Y-Y/N)..." he croaked, voice strained from constriction. "I-I'm sorry."

Your eyes darted back up to him and his met you with genuine discomfort and shame- possibly even anxiety. "What could you possibly be sorry for?" you asked nervously.

"In advance," he vaguely clarified, crouching down closer to your level, lax coils falling over his bare ochre shoulders. "I-I hope you can forgive me for this later..." he began, reaching out to you, prompting you to pivot on your tailbone until you were in front of him. He continued to close in on you until your spine hit the wall opposite his door. You peered up at him, trembling a bit as you did, only to be met with a soft, almost sorrowful expression. He carefully stood up, still bent at the waist, subtly palming his shaft to half mast before gently placing both hands on either of your cheeks and stroking them gently. "Just remember...this is your fault."

With that, he held your head still as he cradled it, and forced himself into your mouth with an almost pained sigh and no regard for the fact that the pair of you were now in a very public space. "Y-You caused this, (Y/N)..." he breathed, picking up a steady pace as he began to fuck your throat. You struggled to take him in, trying your best to breath through your nose. Usopp may not have been the thickest man in the world but what he lacked in girth, he made up for in length, making you choke every time he hit the back of your throat.

You couldn't deny that you deserved this. It was your punishment for being such a pervert, but what made you an even bigger one was the fluid that was beginning to pool in your panties, making your thighs slick again. "Didn't want it to h-happen like this.." he confessed, digits scouring your scalp for something to anchor to. "Wanted it to be special, but you ruined that." You couldn't help but feel numb to the discomfort at this point, you were too high now. Between the sensation of being used, and his desperate ramblings going to your head, you were practically brain dead. "Coulda been so nice to you, (Y/N), but now I gotta teach you some manners," he whined, his frustrated words and his tone being on two entirely separate wavelengths. "Goddamnit! W-Why'd you have to go and be such a..." Usopp struggled to form words, knowing that all his stern reprimands were falling apart when they hit the air with his shaky breath and high pitched moans. "Fucking whore..."

Utterly dick dumb, you got the idea to flatten your tongue, offering a lick to the underside of his shaft as he thrusted, and needless to say, this was the right thing to do. He could feel his knees quaking at the sensation and warmth you provided, and he was very swiftly losing control. Finally, he released his hold of your face and slammed his palms against the wall with such force that a framed photo fell from it and clattered to the floor. Not that either of you cared.

Usopp continued his assault on your throat, at an even rougher pace this time, all the while, his groans becoming more frustrated and gravelly. You, on the other hand were just overjoyed to be abused, the need for a situation like this having been bubbling inside you for weeks. You got so much enjoyment out of the way he treated you, you thought it possible to climax right there on the floor, if only give then littlest touch to your privates, but you didn't dare try. Touching yourself was what got you in this mess, after all.

"Fuck," you heard him growl, snapping your attention back to his words rather than actions. "Wanna feed you all this fuckin' cum." He trembled as he finally withdrew from you, sliding himself out, and leaving you feeling empty and longing. He peered down at you, huffing for a moment before bringing a hand down to stroke himself, while the other came up to your mouth and played with your cheeks. "Stick out your tongue." he asked, ready to finally end this punishment so he could be his nice old self again. You did as you were told, sticking it out as far as you could to impress him, only to have him pinch the tip of it and pull it out further- to a painful degree.

"You wanna eat up all my cum, pretty thing?" you nodded excitedly, still in his grasp. "Swallow it all for me, 'kay?" he asked, his stamina depleted as he slowly pumped himself to orgasm. "Don't wanna have to punish you again."

At long last, you watched his face contort, sweat dripping off his nose as his cock pulsed against your tongue. Usopp huffed as he unscrewed his eyes to watch his seed shoot off, a few ropes landing on your face, but most sliding down your tongue like rainwater down a gutter. "H-Hold it," he said breathlessly. "Don't swallow it 'til I say." He watched the thick creamy substance collect in your mouth, and he brought a finger to swipe away the shots that missed in order to feed them to you as well. "Okay, swallow, pretty." he ordered softly, watching your the way your throat opened and closed, struggling to complete the task with an open mouth. Eventually though, the deed was done and nothing remained in more mouth save for salty saliva.

"So fuckin' obedient..." he mused with a tired smile as he helped you off the floor. "Let's go rest up, 'kay, pretty?" you nodded dizzily as you lean on him for support while he practically carried you into his room. "'Cuz when you wake up I'm gonna show you how this was supposed to play out."

Taglist:

@usopps-devotee, @imamonsterfxcker-sorry, @killmewithafanfic, @elli0, @starblazer124, @lilpumpkinpastie

[mytheoristavenue]

OP Usopp x Perv!Reader 🍋- ISpy

Summary: Your newest bad habit mixes your feelings about how moral your desires are, but not enough to stop.

Warnings: fem!reader, perv!reader, perv!usopp, masturbation, peeping, dirty talk, heavy praise

You had to stop doing this before you got yourself into trouble. Not only was it wrong from a rule book stand point, but it was morally wrong too! But you had been doing it too long and now it was a habit. Several nights a week now, you would sneak around the ship until you found the door to Usopp's factory before pressing your ear to it to see if it was a good time.

When it wasn't you might hear the sounds of lead scribbling on parchment or fingers rummaging through bins of bolts, but when it was good- God. When the time was right, you could be blessed with squelching, airy sighs, and the most disgusting dialogue. Needless to say, tonight was one of the later.

You sank to your knees, lip sucked between your teeth and one eye screwed shut to peer through the keyhole of the door. You could hardly see anything, only a shadow casted from the light of a single bedside candle, burning lowly, threatening to be extinguished from exhaustion. From what you could make out, the shadow was shaking, a single angle of it jumping back and forth- no doubt the elbow of a soon to be very sore arm. 'Perfect,' you thought to yourself, letting your hand wander down to your thighs before your fingers dug even further beyond.

"F-Fuck..." a voice called from within the room. "Feel so fucking good..." You trembled with arousal at the thought of his words being a result of your ministrations; your hand creating the gushy noise that echoed in your head for days every time you heard it.

"I know it does, sweet boy," you whispered back, tone shaky and barely audible as your digits slithered around and prodded you- a result of your poor position. "You like when I stroke your pretty cock?"

"Y-Yes!" Usopp's voice cracked, making you freeze in place. Had he possibly heard you? You relaxed as he continued, reassuring that he was not, in fact answering your rhetorical. "Yes, yes, yes. Right there, feels good..."

"Good boy..." you cooed to yourself, finally resorting to dropping off your knees in favor of sitting flat on the floor, sacrificing your chance to possibly catch a glimpse of his perfect ochre skin. Now, you leaned your back against the door so you could still plant an ear against it, but stretch your hips and prop your legs up just right. You sighed, once again lowering your hand between them, this time fully sliding your panties and shorts to the side and immediately plunging a digit into your core with a light gasp. "U-Usopp, wait-!" you sigh, conjuring up the image of him ramming himself into you without warning in your mind. Inserting a second finger, you let your head fall onto your shoulder momentarily as you face began to tingle with overwhelm. "Y-You're so big..."

"Yeah, baby," his voice called again from the other side of the door, more gruff this time- almost frustrated, but you could still hear the grin playing on his lips. "Just c'mere and let this fat cock stretch that little hole." You weren't sure if you'd been entirely lucid that last time, thinking it possible that your fantasies were beginning to leak into the awake world. Regardless, you didn't care. His words made your insides twist in a way that so wonderfully complimented the bullying you were doing to your cervix. "Ah- yeah, just like that baby. Shit-! Just ride this fuckin' cock!"

You were beginning to feel sweat accumulate on your forheld as you slapped your hand over your mouth to subdue the lewd racket that begged to spill out. "Y-Yes, daddy..." You whispered against your palm, having revoked your speaking privileges, lest someone might find you out. "Love riding your pretty cock, Usopp- please fuck me! Please, please, please..."

"Shit, baby-" he sighed, the sound of squelching getting louder and increasing tempo leading you to believe that he was close, had you been paying enough attention. "Gonna fill that pretty pussy 'til it drips."

"Want all your cum!" you replied desperately, three fingers ravaging your core while the digits of the opposite hand lifted your shirt up to your collar bone to knead your doughy breasts. "Fill me up, Usopp!" You shrieked, your hand falling lax with knuckles knocking the floor.

"Ahh, (Y/N), Goddamnit, just take this fuckin' cum, pretty girl." He groaned simultaneously. Suddenly, upon faintly hearing his name from the hallway, he froze before shooting up. You however, were too entranced and unable to discern real from fake, to notice that the noise on his side had ceased, not even when the door unlocked and swung open.

You had long since morphed into a position that locked you into a self sustaining stability, so you couldn't be bothered by the lack of the door that had once supported you. Unbeknownst to you, the object of your latest obsession now stood behind you, looming over and watching it astonishment as you dug a climax out of your abused hole. He couldn't help but instinctually thrust his hips in the air ever so slightly in your direction- never even enough to make contact with your hair, but it was seeing you unravel that really did him in.

You came to a messy, obnoxious end, nearly sobbing his name and with slick thighs- a result of the cream that leaked from your core. The scene sent him over the edge, creating a reaction that he'd never experienced before. As you fell back, your posture unlocking and laying you out on the wooden floor, you were brought back to semi-consciousness with the dripping of a warm, thick fluid onto your cheek, and then forehead, followed by your nose. Just as your eyes fluttered open, a fat glob landed directly on your left one, congealing in your long lashes, while ropes came down to decorate your hair and throat.

"I-I'm sorry..." Usopp whined from above, hands crumbled into fists and shyly pressed against the lower half of his face. "I-It just happened, I didn't even touch it! I-I-!" Suddenly, the shame from accidentally finishing on your face melted away and was replaced by suspicion.

"W-Wait...were you spying on me?"

Taglist:

@imamonsterfucker-sorry, @killmewithafanfic, @elii0, @starblazer124, @lilpumpkinpastie