Freak Show Chapter 4
Buggy x fem!reader
Summary: After a sudden discovery of your new found attraction a lot of tension builds. While Cabaji and Vivienne find an escape plan to get the two of you out
TW: Smut, MDNI, Dom Buggy
Notes: This is about to get so fucking good. I couldn't wait to end the enemy part like i planned
Chapter 4: Circus tricks
Oh my fucking god? What is wrong with you? You try to hold your composure, taking in breaths before reappearing.
You wiggled your way out of his grasp, deciding to keep this newfound attraction hidden. You were still enemies at the end of this. This had to be some kind of cabin fever. You were going crazy. You had to be. You swung your fist towards him, clearly not fast enough as his hand caught yours. “Oops. Too slow.” He mocked, pinning your hand above your head. You tried to wiggle the other out before he gripped your other wrist too, paralyzing it near your head, parallel to your left hand.
Your breath stiffened, tugging on your wrists, trying to pull away. “Oh no, what happened? Not so scary as you try to play off, huh?” Buggy said in a hushed voice, leaning towards you, his face inches from you.
You avoided his eye contact, feeling a deep sudden shame overcome you.
Buggy moved your wrist to one of his hands, his large gloved hand gripped over both your smaller wrists as he gripped your jaw, his thumb resting on your lips and his other fingers gripped under your chin. “Look at me!” He demanded. He stared you down as if a hungry starved animal staring down a helpless deer.
You took a risk, moving your front teeth over his thumb, biting down on it. “FUCK!” He shouted, letting go of you before striking you. “Fucking psycho!” he continued to cuss under his breath, complete obscenities. e
You tried to free your hands, unable to as the grip Buggy had tightened. “No, no, no. You’re not going anywhere.” Buggy taunted. This was always like a little game with him. He knew he could kill you as soon as he wanted, but it was like a cat taunting his prey before actually going in for the kill. “Aren’t you gonna fight?” He wondered. You usually would kick and throw some punches, but you were frozen in place. “Did you actually give up? So early?” He asked, a smile creeping up on his painted face.
“I’m not giving up. I just know you have no guts. You have no knife. What could you possibly do?” You confronted. “You’re weak. You’re just a clown who does a circus trick.”
“And you’re just a whore who hides.” Buggy struck back.
You stared the other down, silence falling over one another. The silence was loud. Louder than any kind of battle you’ve ever been in.
“Don’t look at me like that.” You broke the silence as you watched his eyes soften at your gaze. You weren’t sure if it was pity or some other kind of hidden emotion he was trying to show you. Either way, there was something you didn’t trust about it.
A sudden rush came over you, your eyes fluttered shut as you felt him crash into you. His stubble rubbed against your softer skin. You felt your hands being freed and a soft yet slightly rough touch grip your cheek. It was as if it was something he always had on the back of his mind, but never had the guts to do. Buggy was always such a coward.
Even though this was a newfound feeling, you needed this as bad. As if you had been waiting for years. The longer your lips moved with each other, the sloppier it got. You gripped his arm, running your fingertips along his muscles as he kept himself hoisted up, trying not to crush you under his body. Even though he felt incredibly weak against your touch. A second broke as you were pulled away from the kiss. Buggy sat up, staring you down, wondering what his next move would be. Either apologize for his actions or completely forget this even happened.
“Fuck it.” He mumbled under his breath. “Take that shit off.” He ordered you as his arms snaked around you to undo your clothes with your help. You nodded quickly and obliged as you began to unbutton your corset, fully exposing yourself to him.
You hear him cursing under his breath, taking the sight of you before feeding into his urges once more. You moved your lips against his, wondering if any of his makeup was rubbing off of you. You moved the thought past you quickly though. His hand came up, cupping and massaging your breast. You left a whimper against his lips causing him to smirk a bit at how easy it seemed for him to make you fall into him.
“You’re such a fucking whore.” He mumbled, breaking the kiss just to mock you bringing himself right back to you. You smacked his cheek, warning him to watch what he said, but it seemed to just entertain him even more. He lowered his lips down to your jaw, leaving sloppy kisses across your jaw and neck, biting and sucking on sections of skin as he chose to. Every small bite left you letting out small gaps and hums as you tried to compose yourself well enough in front of him. “You’re so sensitive.” He whispered in your ear before kissing right under your ear. “And easy.” He continued with his double meanings. Of course, Buggy would tell jokes while trying to get you to fuck him.
“Buggy, could you please shut up before I regret this any more than I do?” You warned him. But he knew you wanted this. With a small bite across your collarbone, you fell weak against him, letting another noise escape your lips.
“What was that again? You really want me to stop?..” He teased, pulling his lips off your body, bringing his other hand to your waist, pulling you close to him. His other hand laid on top of your breast, massaging them before bringing your nipple in between his fingers. His face only an inch from yours as your breathing grew faster. “Seems like you’re really enjoying yourself… no?” He asked you.
Your bottom lip, brought between your teeth to keep yourself from revealing how much you enjoyed yourself. His hand dropped from your waist as your skirt was being pulled up by his hand. You never realized how much he could really do with his abilities. The disgusting thoughts of it flooded your mind.
“Come on… tell me. Are you enjoying yourself? Are you entertained?” He continued to annoy you. His fingers traced your thigh before finally making it to the start of your skirt. He slowly traced down your panties, moving them over to the side.
“Fuck…” You whimpered, not even being touched by him. You bucked your hips, desperate for him to actually touch you.
“Nu-uh… tell me. And I’ll reward you.” He need to completely dominant you. This was something he would hold over you forever. And you both knew it. Whatever this would be after you both were to escape, this would just be a constant reminded that he had you practically begging for him.
“Fuck- why are you so goddamn annoying?” You whined, meeting his stare as he couldn’t help but watch you. Everything he did, showed on your face how much you actually desired it.
He loved this newfound power he now could use against you. Even if it would be for a few minutes… or hours. However far you’d let him take it.
“If I'm so annoying… why do you want me to touch you so bad?” He made a point. You huffed, your lip slightly pouting at the annoyance he was putting you through right now.
“Fine… I’m entertained… is that what you wanted so bad?” You gave in. He let out a light laugh. Before bringing you into another kiss. His hand finally pressed against your core. His thumb rubbing circle against you, applying slight pressure. His pacing started slowly, speeding up until he figured out the exact speed that you needed. You gripped onto his arm tightly, allowing yourself to moan against his lips.
You felt him getting harder against his pants as he rubbed himself against you. He needed you but was focused on making you feel good before he could put any kind of energy and focus on himself.
This felt like the worst, but best decision at the moment.
“You’re fucking soaking.” Buggy hushed as he pulled his hand away for a second. His two fingers teased the outside of you before slowly sliding them in. You gasped, pulling away from him. You cursed obscenities under your breath, your head thrown back as you tried to catch your breath. “I want you so bad,” Buggy admitted. “For a while now.” You looked up at him, confusion coming over your face, wondering how long has he even felt this. This had just occurred for you, but how long has it been for him? He took notice, feeling exposed at his own doing. He assumed this was also the case for you. “Oh, don’t pretend you haven’t had thought about it too. We both could’ve killed one another long ago.”
It's true. You’ve had the chance. Sure, you couldn’t slice him or shoot him or whatever. But you’ve had chances at throwing him overboard. And there were definitely times he could’ve cut your throat open, but he never took that chance. You assumed it was for the same reason you never killed him. This was just too fun of a game you both played. This was a bit deeper for him though.
“Now, I get to do what I’ve been wanting to.” He quickened his pace, wanting the embarrassment of being vulnerable to end.
You laid back, unable to keep yourself up. You felt yourself almost hitting your limit before finally hitting your climax. You tried to catch your breath, but Buggy was too persistent on seeing you like that again. He moved himself off of you, undoing your skirt, furiously pulling it off of you, along with the panties. You were fully exposed to him.
He spent a moment watching your body, taking in details of what you looked like bare. Seeing all the marks, scars, and everything he would’ve never seen unless you laid naked in front of him like this.
His hand ran over your body, almost like touching an old piece of art, scared to completely break you.
“You enjoying the show?” You teased. He nodded, being kneeled down at your feet.
“Quiet a lot. Yes.” He admitted. He leaned forward, pushing your legs apart from each other, giving him room between your legs. He placed them above his shoulders before pulling your hips towards him. He pressed his mouth over your cunt, leaving small licks across your lips.
“fuck..” You whispered, giving Buggy more confidence. He pulled you even closer to him, your hips rising from the floor. He stared you down intensely, his licks becoming faster, taking his time to figure you out. Every whimper let him know exactly what you wanted from him. He listened to everything you let come out of your mouth. You attempted to grip onto something to trick yourself from not being too loud. You realized how stupid it was for the marine to even put you two in a room together. Their plan failed terribly.
You bucked your hips towards him, wanting him more and more. Your whimpers got louder and louder, still not coming down from the high Buggy had given you earlier. His tongue entered you, fucking you with his tongue, watching as you came apart in front of him. His tongue moved back to your clit as his fingers replaced his tongue, moving quickly into you, curving a bit at each stroke. It didn’t take long for you to finish once again. Buggy licked up the mess you left, putting you down. He leaned forward “Taste yourself.” He demanded before forcing a kiss. “You tasted so good.” He complimented. You sat up, pulling away from him before reaching over to undress him. He. Reached to stop you, pulling away soon enough. He began getting in his thoughts. He was just wondering how this was even happening. His wildest thoughts finally became reality.
You removed his stripped shirt, throwing it off to the side. You rested your hands over his chest, looking up at him. You felt like you finally had some control in this situation. He shuddered at the suddenness of your touch, watching you intensely, seeing what your next move would be. You ran your hands down his chest, to his stomach, feeling the bumps of scars he’d acquired over the years. You ended at his waistband, adjusting yourself in front of him. You didn’t pull them off just yet. Your hands wandered farther down, feeling his hard-on through his pants. You rubbed against him, feeling whatever he had going for him. His breath became stagnant, trying to keep his composure. You leaned forward, resting your chin against his body. “I feel like you really really want this. How long have you been waiting for me to touch you like this?” You asked. Your touch slowly leaving him the longer he took to answer. He took a grip of your wrist, pushing your hand back onto him. “Too long to even remember when.” He finally answered, worried your touch would disappear from him. It was a good enough answer for you to give him what he desperately wanted.
Your hands moved back to his waistband, pulling them down along with his boxers, fully exposing him to you. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t impressed. Maybe even a bit intimidated. You wrapped your hands around him, slowly jerking him as you brought yourself closer. You needed him to beg for you. You wrapped your lips around the tip, slowly bringing yourself closer, moving your hands away the farther you took him into your mouth.
Buggy couldn’t take it anymore. You moved too slowly, wanting him to grovel and beg for you. He gripped a fist pull of your hair, pushing you to him as his hips thrusted into your mouth. He let out mumbles, his eyes shutting as his mouth hung slightly open. You gripped onto his thighs, attempting to pull away to catch a breath, but he took complete control once again. He moved your head on him however he wanted, without a care if you could breathe or not. His breathing got quicker and quicker, watching you with your lips around him, squirming under him once again. It’s how he preferred to see you.
You followed the pace he demanded from you, swirling your tongue around him. You attempted to keep yourself upright, but Buggy continuously threw off your balance, making you nothing other than a sex toy for him to pleasure himself with. You gagged against him as his dick hit the back of your throat continuously. You got a second to pull away from him for a gasp of air. Tears streamed down your cheeks, your mouth and chin covered with drool. “You look so much better like this.” Buggy admitted, his hand laid down your chin, forcing you to look up at him. He enjoyed seeing you so vulnerable to him. You nodded before bringing yourself back to him. You bobbed your head quickly, licking up and down his shaft the more of him you took in. He couldn’t control his whines and moans as they easily slipped out of his mouth. Not even a bit of himself tried to hide how good he felt. His hips thrusted into you, so desperate for you to fully take him in.
You shut your eyes to stay focused on him before feeling a slap come across your cheek. “Look at me.” Buggy ordered in between moans and grunts. You obliged and did what he asked.
His breathing got more unsynchronous the closer he got to finishing in your mouth. You felt him twitch under you, pulling your hair and pulling you off him. “Let me fuck you.” He began to beg for you.
You didn’t take a second to make your decision, nodding at his demands and brought his lips to yours.
His hands gripped your waist, positioning you under him once again. He broke the kiss once more. He brought your leg over his shoulder, teasing your entrance with the head of his cock. He made no time for you to adjust to him, pumping himself fully into you. He thrusted into you aggressively, gripping your hips tight enough to leave a bruise later. “Fuck, you feel so fucking amazing.” He couldn’t help but admit. The reality was so much better than any of his fantasies. He brought you into him, moving your hips along with every rough thrust he made.
Profanities leaving his lips and whispers you couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. You took time to adjust to his size. You couldn’t try to hide what he made you feel at the moment. It was too hard to play pretend in front of him any longer. Your high-pitched whimpers filled the room with Buggy grunts and heavy breathing. He pulled himself away, grabbing your waist once again and flipping you around. You laid there, bringing your hips up for him. He brought you up a bit higher to match his larger frame. He spent no time before fucking you again. He buried your head into the floor, his hand pushing your head down to the ground to stabilize you. And to also bring you to some kind of embarrassment.
Your body grew weaker around him, your legs unable to keep yourself up. Buggy grabbed a fist full of your hair, raising your body up against his. One hand gripping your breast as the other tugged your hair far back enough to make you kiss him. His thrusts grew faster as he was getting closer. You pulled away from the kiss Buggy brought you into, unable to keep your cries to yourself. You practically lost all sense of control, begging for him to fuck you more. You wouldn’t be surprised if anyone heard you through the walls.
You came quickly, feeling Buggy not completely be done with you yet. He grunted into your ear, his thrusts getting sloppier as he got closer as well. Within just a few seconds he came too, unwilling to pull out of you just yet. He breathed heavily into your ear as he tried to come down from the high. You laid against his chest, trying to regulate your breath too.
This felt like such a mistake. But you couldn’t turn back from it.
You both finally pulled away from each other, you desperately trying to clothe yourself from this experience. All be it, the best sex you’ve ever had, but something so regrettable.
You pulled your skirt back on before buttoning up your corset. You laid up against the wall, staring at him as he reluctantly pulled his pants back onto his body, leaving his shirt on the floor. He was far too hot and sweaty to fully clothe himself.
-earlier-
Vivienne had told the crew to stand by. She had a plan to get you back. The ship had nothing without its captain held in prison. She watched carefully as she watched the Marines drag you off. She just needed to find a way to get in. She had to find a disguise. She found a bar close by, it was swarmed by Marines. It couldn’t be too hard to steal a uniform off of them. The marines always tried to present themselves as strong-willed men or women, but most of them were just lonely pricks who’d do anything at a chance for a woman.
She scanned the room finding the most pathetic-looking one from the bar. It wasn’t too hard.
She scouted him out perfectly.
She made her way over to him and was immediately offered a drink. After a couple minutes of talking, she dragged him off to the bathroom. So unfortunate. He was pretty cute. She smacked him across the head, pushing him onto the floor before pulling her dagger out. “Give me your uniform or I’ll slit your throat open.” She warned him. He nodded frantically in fear before removing his clothes off, and handing them off to her. She wasn’t stupid though. She knew he’d say something. She grabbed his head, slamming it against the wall causing him to completely black out. This should spare her a few minutes before having to make a run for it. She quickly changed and made her way towards the marine base.
She spotted someone familiar. The corner of her lip curled into a smirk before sneaking around them. “Hello, sailor.” She whispered in his ear. Your whole crew learned to be light enough on their feet for no one to hear them coming up behind them.
Cabaji drew his sword out, pointing it towards her. His eyes softened and quickly lowered his sword once he realized it was her. “Don’t. fucking scare me like that. I could’ve sliced you in half.” He whispered.
“You wouldn’t dare hurt a fly.” She teased, leaning forward to press a kiss over his cheek. They had been sneaking off together for months right behind their captain's backs. They found company with one another after being stuck in battle. Cabaji didn’t have to save her that day. They both were drifting on a raft together far from battle before Cabaji brought them back to safety. His attempt at saving her resulted in a deal that she’d let him take her out at least once. She feared you’d find out, but gave in. Months have gone by and not a word has been spoken about the two’s entanglement. “Don’t be too sure of yourself my love.” Cabaji couldn’t help the dumb smile coming across his face.
“Okay shut up. There’s no time. I need to find y/n.” Vivienne cut the back-and-forth flirting short.
“I need to find Buggy, how convenient?” Cabaji chose to tag along as Vivienne began to scour the marine base.
The two of them had to be held in a cell. But which one? That was going to be tricky. They both tried room after room before finding two Marines who Vivienne immediately recognized. They were one of them 8 men who carried you and mostly Buggy off. Time to play her role. She gripped Cabaji’s arms as she tugged him to her. “Sirs- I’ve found one of Captain Buggy’s crew. Where should he be held? I’d figure nowhere near Buggy.” She played the role perfectly. They looked down at their notes before telling you a free cell. “Sir- I don’t mean to judge your judgment. But isn’t that far too close to Buggy’s cell. In that means, where exactly have they been held if you don’t mind me prodding.” She asked, looking at their documents as if she was authorized to even do so. B2047. Y/N Y/L/N and Buggy ‘the clown’. Why the hell were you both held in the same cell? “Ahh never mind. Alright. I will see you both in a bit for more paperwork to fill out.” She nodded their way before leaving. She turned to the right, taking a straight detour to your cells.
“It’s hot watching you pretend to be a Marine. Maybe you should keep the costume.” Cabaji annoyed. She found him endearing though and just giggled at the ridiculousness. Soon they were able to make it to your cells. Vivienne grabbed the keys off the wall of the office earlier. But the Marines were too stupid to even notice the keys missing. Maybe they’d soon figure it out. There was screaming coming from the cell, and Vivienne's heart began racing. “Fuck- they’re really about to kill each other the longer we wait.” Cabaji panicked with her. Buggy and you were about to kill one another. She just knew it’d be stupid to get the two of you in a room alone. She rushed over, finding the screaming going down.
She couldn’t be sure, but she assumed one of two things. Either the two of you got into one of your many fights that went too far or one of you was killed. Vivienne put the key in the lock and quickly turned it before opening the door to see the mess caused in the room.
Your eyes widened, jumping up to run over Vivienne and holding her tightly in your arms. “Oh my god! Finally! Get me the fuck away from this maniac. The stupid fuck nearly killed me several times!” You cried out. You felt guilty for lying, but hey some of it was true. She nodded, breaking the hug to look at you for scars or marks, finding a small red mark across your cheek from Buggy slapping you a few times.
“Captain, are you alright?” Cabaji asked as he leaned down to pull Buggy off the floor. He retrieved his captain's shirt, seeing a tear at the collar of it. “I’m fucking fine. Just let’s get my shit and let’s get the fuck out.” Buggy almost had a special instinct of speaking bad things in existence. Red lights flashed as a loud blaring alarm came through all the speakers.
An announcement shouted ‘alert alert, break in, alert for two people. A Buggy pirate and a woman in a Marine uniform apart of the Venus Moons have broke in!’
The announcement repeated. Fuck.
Notes: IT FINALLY HAPPENED AHHH
