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Content Warnings: Obsessive! Doffy, DUBCON, Unbalanced power dynamics, Sub/Dom dynamics, Blowjobs, Vaginal fingering, Vaginal sex
Word Count: 5.00k
Author’s Note: This was supposed to come out for Doflamingo’s birthday but it’s late because my gmail was disabled twice on suspect of my being a bot. Luckily I got it back and I can post close enough to the date.
Special shoutout to @goldenleopard34335 to beta reading and giving amazing feedback!! You were so helpful ILY (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)
Doflamingo was far from a kind king. Even when citizens hailed his presence and thanked the gods above for his heroic intervention during King Riku’s slaughter, you knew of his cruelties. There was no sympathetic gaze under his ruby glasses, only the fiery passions of a new ruler, a new conqueror to take the land.
You were obedient though, you knew your place in the palace, not daring to speak or act out of order. Although you and many other staff members could tell something was gravely wrong with the new royal family, there were no words that could possibly shape your outcomes for the better. The Donquixote family seemed to listen to no one but their ‘young master’, kicking aside any servants or other civilians who didn't suit them the way they wanted.
As a chamber maid, you always felt as if your days were numbered. Although members such as Baby 5 and Giolla seemed to be slightly kinder and more tolerable in your presence, the male officers either resented or took every opportunity to perv on you. You especially hated Trebol and his disgusting devil fruit.
His mucus always left a mess in the bedsheets, and even on the velvet carpets that lined the halls. You felt bad for the cleaners who had the duty of washing those every day. Scrubbing his pillow covers was bad enough, but the thought of having to follow behind him to mop up his sticky trail sent shivers down your spine.
Doflamingo’s room wasn’t great either. As the ruler of the nation he had his pick of any woman, man, or person he could desire. And he sure desired often. You mostly kept a clear head space while you silently worked around him or any of his midnight partners, not wanting to disturb anyone in fear of being executed on the spot.
While you can’t say you envy those girls, a small part of you wondered what it would be like to be comforted in his arms, rather than fear them. You’ve lived so much of your life cowering from the Heavenly Demon it was hard to imagine a world where you openly embraced his presence.
However, just as strange as the day your lovely Riku came to betray you all, Doflamingo began to seek your attendance more than usual. Usually you tidied as many bedrooms as the day saw fit, before you scurried back to your measly living quarters in the basement. There was little enrichment downstairs, but you had the company of your coworkers which was more than you could ask for in these times.
But when your king began to request your company outside of your daily duties in his bedroom, you couldn’t help but grow anxious.
It was a very simple order. He just wanted to meet you outside by the side of his pool. He enjoyed basking in the clear water, often surrounded by the beauties of Dressrosa, unconcerned with the shadowy underbelly of the country. Sometimes you snuck peeks outside and licked your lips just staring at the colorful drinks they passed around all day out there.
So it was very odd for him to ask for you, but you were in no position to disregard his instructions. Playing with the fraying end of your skirts as you shuffled outside, you lowered your head when he started to come into view. You couldn’t bear to look at him in the face, and the Dressrosian heat didn’t help your case either. Your uniform was that of the traditional maid, something the previous royalty had never asked of you, opting for much more loose and comfortable clothing, however the Donquioxite reign, of course, strung you and the rest of the staff up in this ridiculous garb.
Taking a few steps closer, you finally lifted your head up to peer at the man lounging in a couch far too big for any normal sized human. Maybe it was originally made for a small Giant, or a Fishman.
No, knowing your king he had this custom made, only the finest of fur for his ass.
The glasses reflected your sorry state, your own reflection staring back at you. You looked sweaty and bashful, the exact opposite of how you wanted to show up to address the man. The frills on your dress and headband seemed to curl in on you, making your figure appear frumpy rather than delicate. You doubted he even remembered your person, let alone your name, and yet after years you still felt as if this was your first impression.
“You requested my presence-” you were shortly interrupted. “I’m happy you could make it out of the palace!” he boasted. He made it seem as if you chose to not come outside. As if you wanted to stay inside and watch the Donquioxite family play cards and frolic around in the water as you slugged your tired body down to your quarters for the little rest you got. His words made you angry, but you could show no emotion, not in front of him.
“Thank you, your majesty. It was very kind of you to allow me this opportunity" you replied. He seemed to like this answer, apparent from his growing smile that stretched his face wide similar to the jolly roger behind him. It was a little unnerving to watch, but you didn't want to upset him, so you sent a small smile back.
He leaned forward, as if to inspect your features, not as if to commit them to memory, no, but to make sure everything was in place. Ensuring you were the correct unfortunate soul he decided to torture that day.
Placing his hands behind his head, he ordered you to sit besides him. You did your best to jump onto the tall piece of furniture, and he paid no attention to your struggles.
When you finally made yourself comfortable, a large hand found itself in the middle of your legs.
You had always secretly admired his hands. They were larger than any hands you had seen on another man, and had the most healthy veins running through the muscle. His fingers and the backs of his hands were tanned to perfection, most likely from his trips out to sea on the glistening waters. Your hands could look better after laboring most of your life. Oh well.
He didn’t do anything at first, just allowed gravity to put a small amount of pressure between your thighs. You didn’t know whether to close your legs or open them wider, unsure of what he would like at the moment.
Internally you were screaming. Although this was not checked off the list of possibilities for him, you hadn’t ever believed he would make advances on you.
…At least after waiting for so long. You’ve worked under him for years, practically watched Dellinger grow up! Had he become so bored of the models he usually frequented that he’d resorted to screwing the help?
You bit your lip, deciding to slightly shift your thighs inwards, not trying to trap his hand, but make it known that you feel his presence. After what felt like years, his fingers finally wrapped around the meat of your thighs. You tensed, already feeling the crescents of his nails dig into your soft skin. You dared not to drift your pupils to his own, hoping that he would say something to explain his actions.
“I want you to suck me off,” he stated plainly.
You almost couldn’t process what you were hearing. He wanted you to give him a blowjob, in front of all the other pool staff and the other family members relaxing in the shade here. You seemed to be frozen in place, still processing the hand on your upper thigh.
The sound of his heavy belt unbuckling and hitting the couch, made muffled clinking sounds accompanying the smooth clicks of his zipper. You couldn’t imagine what dick his size would look like, but it didn’t really matter because you were going to find out soon enough.
Surprisingly, his cock was very pretty. It wasn’t fully erect yet, but it was certainly bigger than anything you’ve seen in magazines or real life, probably about the size of your forearm. He didn’t have any pubic hair, however you already knew the King of Dressrosa regularly threaded and had himself waxed so that wasn’t too surprising. He had two veins that ran on opposite sides of his length, only to intersect on the bottom of his heavy shaft. Or, it certainly seemed heavy the way he carried himself.
However if you had to say so yourself, the pearly head of his cock was the most delicious thing about it. It was a beautiful mushroomed tip that blushed a pretty deep pink the further up it went. You felt bashful staring at such an intimate part of Doflamingo, but he only seemed proud and turned on to see you ogle his manhood.
“Well, go ahead” he motioned cock in hand toward your mouth. While you still felt timid, you knew there was no backing out of this order, unless you wanted your head separated from your body, that is. Wetting your lips, you crawled toward his much larger figure, trying to work up the strength and guts to somehow take him inside of mouth, nonetheless throat. You figured perhaps you could lick around and maybe get him to cum soon enough, so he won’t attempt to try out your trachea.
When you reached his shiny head, your small tongue peaked out from underneath your lips. Finally pressing a small kitten lick to the slit, you closed your eyes from the saltiness of his precum. He was warm, which in some ways was comforting, so you kept going, placing more kisses and soft licks on the divot on his tip. Eventually one of his hands came behind your head to play with the ribbons of your headband.
Not wanting to seem as if you were stalling time, you trailed down his length until you found one of his fat veins. Running your tongue on the underside of the line you followed it down into where his pubic hair should’ve been. You spent some time making out with the base of his cock, feeling the way the short stubble of his groin tickled your cheeks. He didn’t make any sounds, but you could feel the vibrations in his stomach when you flicked your tongue across his veins.
An amazing idea popped inside your head when you decided to move even further down to his balls. Before you decided to attempt to take one inside your mouth or even play with them in your hands, you lolled your tongue out from your mouth and licked a fat stripe across the seam.
A strangled breath left his chest, and you knew you had him. For the first time you felt as if you had somewhat little control in this situation.
Now positioning your body to lay flat across his lap you had much better access to his cock. You continued to make out with his ballsack before you fluttered open your eyes to stare at him in his lenses for the first time that afternoon. That was apparently the wrong decision, as his open mouth quickly turned into a tight grin and the veins popping on his forehead retreated back into his skull.
“This has been cute, Doll, but I asked for a blowjob didn’t I?” he reprimanded. And the hand that was playfully twirling the ribbons in your hair quickly enveloped your entire head. Raising your shoulders to a position that befits him, he brought your spit covered lips back to the rosy head of his cock. You knew what he was asking, however, you didn’t know if his size was going to allow for such an action. Opening your mouth as wide as you could, you allowed him to lower your face on his length, his groan echoing into the open air.
You could feel the way he filled your entire cavern, stretching the back of your throat just to fit his fat tip. Not wanting to disappoint him, you did your best to hollow your cheeks and let him bob your head, flinching every time his cock kissed your uvula. You’d heard through the conversations of your coworkers that breathing through your nose and taking deep breaths while you could would make the experience more pleasurable for your side. However, you didn’t know when Doflamingo would let you off his shaft anytime soon, so you decided that your nose would be your main airway from now on.
“Ahh, there we go, now that wasn’t too hard was it?” Doflamingo peered down at you. You wanted to cry, your eyes were certainly watering. You don’t know whether he was dissatisfied with your service and this was his way of firing you, or he felt like being irrationally cruel that day. Either way, the small thrusts of his hips weren’t doing much to alleviate your situation.
Your throat felt so good around him! He just wanted to see how much further you could take, before you broke. Using the hand on your head, he pushed down even harder, forcing a sizable bulge to swell from your throat. He felt his balls tighten at the sight. Most of the people he hooked up with were on the taller end, these size complications made sex all the lot harder, but did it also make it hotter. He couldn’t believe you were still going when he started to place his other hand under your chin, massaging his cock through the skin of your neck.
You looked so cute in his lap like this. Oh he knew it was a good idea to instate these frilly maid outfits for the servants of the palace. You reassembled a little doll for his molding all pliant like this. He knew he was going to have his fun with you now. However all good things must come to an end and from his own thrusting and the bobbing of your head, he knew he was close. Of course he was going to allow you the pleasure of tasting his semen on your tongue, but he had to make sure you didn’t waste any.
Feeling the tightness in his lower stomach he allowed himself to let go, eyes rolling back to relish in the feeling of his climax washing over his body. Moving his hand that was so gently rubbing your neck, he pinched your nose, nipping off your last airway so politely so you were forced to suction his cock while he rode out his high. He watched in delight as you attempted to pull your head away, mouth dribbling with cum and eyes turning red.
Your reaction made his orgasm that much better, enjoying how your body writhed over his knee for some sort of respite. When he finally let go of you, you didn’t even fully pull away from his softening cock. You let him take your face in his hands and stuff the rest of his cum back between your lips where it belongs.
After all, you would never reject a gift from your king would you?
“You’re dismissed.” He waved you off just as easily as he beckoned you forth. You paused, mind still fuzzy from the lack of oxygen and cum down your throat. After a few paces you nodded and shimmed off the couch, scurrying back to your quarters with tear soaked cheeks and slick steeped panties.
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You still performed duties regularly after that. But in all honesty, you thought of that day consistently, especially when you cleaned Doflamingo's chambers. You tried shrugging the meeting off to his own curiosity, getting the better of him, and then deciding he’s had enough. After all there was no shortage of Dressrosian models flocking the palace after your exchange. It’s not like you expected him to take you as his royal consort. No, you were fairly realistic, unfortunately.
Things did seem to move much more slowly for you these days though. Diamante’s room lacked the usual Saturday mess, and even Trebol seemed to have cleaned up his act somewhat. Maybe shagging the king did have its benefits, even if they were purely delusional and in your head.
Occasionally you thought about telling your friends about the rendezvous, wondering what they would say, if they would be envious, or curious about the affair. However one question sits on the tip of your tongue every time you look back on it too long. ‘Why?’
You had proven your loyalty to him for years, what could he be searching for now? Maybe he really was just bored and wanted a change of pace from the usual bombshells he brings to the palace, but that answer didn’t hang right with you. You decided to take your lunch instead of pursuing questions without answers.
Meal times in the palace were actually quite nice. You usually caught up with a few of your coworkers and chatted about your mundane days. Lunch was small, but always quality. This particular day you had a tomato and basil soup accompanied by a bright yellow roll. You ate quietly while you listened in on your friends’ conversations.
“Hey… you seem more silent than usual.” One of your friends interjected. You smiled and said you were tired. You wondered if Doflamingo would get mad if you told everyone about what happened. Surely not? After all, why would he care about some servant?
“Actually, I-” But you never got to tell your story because a much more interesting one appeared before you.
“Did you hear that the King kicked out a girl last night?” Murmured gasps of shock and giggles pranced around the table, but were kept hushed enough as to not raise suspicion.
“Yeah! Apparently, she ran out of his room crying! One of the night cooks saw it.” Your coworkers laughed and bounced around conjectures at what could’ve happened between the King and the poor women, but you were more concerned about what you heard next.
“Really? Because I also heard that two nights ago a man and a woman left his room in silence, lingerie still on!” This only fanned the flames, and to say your interest was piqued was an understatement. You’ve never heard of Doflamingo sending his consorts away, they were hand chosen anyways, so there really wasn’t any way they could displease him.
“Anyways, what were you saying?” A swift poke to your side, phased you out of your head and back into the conversation. “Oh… yeah, it was nothing.” You didn’t want to add to the royal gossip without making some discoveries of your own, so for now, your rendezvous with Doflamingo would be a secret. It didn’t seem like anyone else was bothered either, quickly going back to their theories on Doflamingo’s newfound cold shoulder.
Another week would go by before you came across any new evidence for your research. You had risen early, before the sun could poke over the rocky outskirts of the island, to collect your folding cart from the custodian closet. After fetching warm fresh sheets from the laundry room you headed out, yawning as you made your way down the hall.
Baby 5 was always first, and you were grateful, it was nice to start the day off easy. She would even aid you sometimes if you asked her to hand you a pillow or move something else in the room. More than that, she was probably the most graceful sleeper of her family, compared to the odd bodies that made up the Donquixotes, nothing but a blanket and pillow changes were required.
Peddling your way back to the laundry room, you caught the eye of a woman who practically towered over you. She had beautiful hair that draped over her body like silk, and her body was as ethereal as the nude statues of goddesses you saw in the courtyard. You were stunned by her presence and even more surprised by the tears that began to leak from her mascaraed bottom lashes. As quickly as she came, she brushed past you and ran away from the scene as if you had burned her.
You didn’t have time to look behind yourself, before you were met with the Heavenly Demon himself. His glasses were askew on his face, and they complimented his naked form as he stood in the doorframe, as if he was waiting for you. His expression couldn’t be read though, he showed no emotion through the thick red lens of his.
“You. In here now.” he demanded. An odd feeling swirled around your stomach at his words, but against your better judgement you stepped into the den of a lion.
His room was a mess, and now you weren’t sure if you should’ve brought your cart. Perhaps he needed you to clean his previous entanglement. That would make the most sense. You needed clean sheets though, you only had the dirty ones from Baby 5’s room and hers wouldn't fit over a bed as large as Doflamingo’s. You felt incredibly awkward, you wished he would say something.
Unfortunately your prayers wouldn’t be answered. Instead he opted for running his hands underneath your skirts, playing with the rubber band of your panties that tightened around the beginning of your thighs. You shivered as you felt his thick fingers dip into the waistband and smooth over your torso, playing with the idea of slipping them off.
Before he took them off however, he pulled the fabric up, watching your puffy slit bulge in the tightened cloth. You whined, not used to the feeling, and being humiliated so intimately. It was different when he touched you. What was worse, is you could feel yourself growing wet from the sensation of his hands. You wanted him to handle you more, to pick you up, to throw you on his bed.
Maybe your king was a mind reader, because just as you began wishing, he began acting to your command. Your back hit his oversized bed as he stripped you of your panties, exposing your wet core.
You squirmed around, trying to get comfortable amongst the blankets and stuffy fabric of your uniform, but he was quicker and captured your wrists before you could get far.
Your dress was hiked up to your mid torso, giving him access to your naval, which was quickly slapped from the impact of his hard cock. Your mouth started to water from just looking at his length, and from there you knew you were done for. You could feel the pressure on your stomach and you wondered how it would feel deep inside your guts. You felt dirty just fantasizing about the image even though the situation was becoming more likely by the minute.
“Do you think I’m not a tender lover? I would never take your body, even a cunt as weeping as yours without preparing her first.” Although his words were meant to be comforting you knew he was mocking you. There was nothing well meaning in his comment, only honeyed phrases meant to soothe your small brain through this process.
You felt his finger push into your entrance as you twisted, now in a one hand grasp. Just the single digit felt like it was filling you so well, pushing against your walls and feeling the resistance from the tight inner rings of muscles. The pads of his fingers were calloused and rough, using texture to his advantage as he massaged the roof of your cunt, trying to find that sweet spot inside you.
You wanted to kick his head, sit on his face, run away from his god forsaken room, anything that would wipe his stupid smile off his face. You were sick of staring at his deranged smirk and lack of eyes, hidden behind sunglasses he wears to bed for some reason. You knew better than to knock them off his face, you wouldn’t dare physically harm your king, no, but a small part of you wanted to.
A second finger started tapping the side of your pussy. Teasing your tight hole as if you weren’t already struggling to take his single finger. The stuffed feeling of him pressing himself into you made your legs tremble; you felt overwhelmingly cramped and his thumb roaming over your clit only made you unsteadier.
The pressure on your sensitive nub allowed him to bully himself deeper inside of you, waves of heat crashing into your core. You could feel your impending orgasm already, but you were far too embarrassed to allow your muscles to relax in front of someone in his position. You didn't think you could handle cumming around royalty’s fingers this morning.
Shallow flicks of his wrist pumped in and out of your cunt, stretching the aching flesh for something much bigger. You didn't protest however, only able to look up at Doflamingo with teary eyes and a wobbly lip. You could feel some of your wetness drip down to your lower hole and you wanted to cringe from the foreign texture, but he surprised you and dipped his head down to your core. A warm wet tongue swirled around your puckered hole and you wriggled in his hold again, shocked at his lewd gesture.
You had half a mind to escape while you could, clearly you were in over your head. You were a simple chamber maid, there was no reason for you to be wrestling with the King of Dressrosa in his own sheets.
But you stayed. You let him settle yourself back down underneath him while he removed his fingers from your pussy just so he could stuff them down your throat. He was pumping his hardened cock in his other hand, using his elbows to prop himself over you, the tip appearing a much more scarlet hue compared to the previous pink color you observed from last time.
His fingers were heavy sitting on your tongue and the tangy flavour of yourself didn't make you think of much, but the blunt head of his cock prodding your entrance did. Your cunt could barely stretch wide enough to accommodate his gentle nudging to gather some of your slick. His hand finally left your face, digging into the mattress beside your head for support.
When he sheathed himself inside of you, he placed his other hand on the small of your back, bringing you closer to him. You’ve never had something so large breach your cunt before, and you’re sure that there’s a strained bulge poking out from your belly; but you didn't seem to care when your king was filling you up so well.
You could feel the thick outline of his veins and the throbbing of his cock as he sits inside of you, uncharacteristically giving you a small period of time to adjust. Your hands gripped onto his arms for something to hold, it felt a bit intimate, but he didn't say anything so you don’t remove them. Eventually he began to thrust his hips, and you learned why, even Doflamingo, out of all people took the time to prep you.
You could feel his fat tip bruising your womb every time he brought his hips forward. His cock couldn’t even kiss your cervix because it was too busy pushing past the tissue to abuse your inner organs. Moreover despite the violence your insides faced, you felt an overwhelming sense of euphoria from Doflamingo's length using you.
Your G-spot was sorely used, getting exploited by the bulging veins closer to the base of his shaft and making you squirm. You even began kicking your legs, the all too familiar sensation of needing to pee overtaking your mind and causing you to panic. You were far too humiliated to orgasm with your current ‘lover’, but like the mind reader he was, he seemed to sense what was going on.
Removing the hand from your back he placed his palm on the imprint of his cock in your tummy. It felt so ticklish you wanted to laugh, but not in a funny way, no this felt like torture. And you knew your Doflamingo so well, because he saw the look of fear in your eyes and pressed down even harder, smile widening at every bead of sweat that dripped off your body.
You couldn’t stop the pornographic moan that erupted from your throat. It was almost more embarrassing than the gush of liquid you squirted all over his cock. It only took a few more thrusts before he came shortly after, getting off on your dramatic orgasm. You didn’t even know you could do something as lewd as that, and you certainly did not want to discover something so private in front of your boss.
A mix of pearly semen and clear fluid soaked the bedsheets below the two of you. You watched them swirl together in a disgusting blend of sex. Your head was still spinning, you really wished you were outside with one of those fruity drinks.
Doflamingo was already getting up, muscles rippling from his movements in perfect display. He was only showing his back to you and yet you could admire his form just staring at his shoulders. He would have been the most beautiful gladiator if he was never born in the aristocracy.
“I expect you to clean this mess up immediately,” he said with little emotion in his tone. You were somewhat taken aback. Really? After all that and you’re back to being servant and master? Not more than a few minutes and he’s ordering you around and kicking you out of his bed. You wanted to scream at him or slip poison in his next meal. Instead you spoke up for the first time.
“Why?” you started, “Why do this to me?”
Without turning around he gave you your answer “Because you let me.”
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Portgas D. Ace, Sabo, Trafalgar D. Water Law
Content Warnings: Cunnilingus, Face riding, Spitting, Bush lover Ace, Loser Law
Author’s Note: I’m thinking about making a discord primarily for One Piece smut writers (and readers!) to share their works and ideas with one another. I just don’t know how to proof something like that to make sure everyone is 18+ LMK if you guys would be interested or know in depth about that stuff ꉂ(˵˃ ᗜ ˂˵)
Roronoa Zoro
Zoro is so hungry for your cunt. He could lazily lap at your juices for hours without touching himself and cum from the pleasure of handling your sex.
You’re spread out on Zoro’s tongue when he has you pinned down in his bed. Like every other muscle in his body, his tongue is well trained as he drags it between your puffy folds. He likes to fuck your throbbing hole after you’ve cum, drinking the sticky mess between your thighs.
He’ll pay special attention to your clit, flicking and swirling it with the tip of his tongue. He needs to see you buck into his hungry mouth when you get overstimulated. Shove your cunt in his face and grab his hair, he’ll be your subservient boy toy for the night if you want.
Portgas D. Ace
You’ll be gripping anything possible when Ace sinks down to his knees to please you. He loves to eat you out when you’re standing up so he can stare at your pretty body towering over him. He’ll grip your hips and stuff his face in your cunt, inhaling your scent while committing it to memory.
Ace isn’t just a bush enjoyer, he is a bush enthusiast. He thinks it’s so sexy when your soft curls peek out from your panties and tease him through the fabric. He’ll strip them off with his teeth and spread your pussy with both his thumbs, mouth watering.
He’ll have you cumming with one leg over his shoulder as he runs his tongue over your sensitive clit. Please grab his stupid hat and knock it off his head while you fuck his face.
Sabo
You’re riding this man’s face into the night whether you like it or not. He won’t even bothering to take off all his clothes half the time, hastily needing to see your naked body.
He loves it when you sit on him so you can play with his hair, but he thinks it’s even cuter when you’re positioned backwards because you always end up clinging to him. You can hardly form coherent words when he’s spelling his name over your clit.
Don’t even think about getting up and moving away from his mouth. His strong arms will hold your thighs down, securing you in place before you can escape. Sabo eats you out like he’s breathing in oxygen. Yes he’ll leave the gloves on.
Trafalgar D. Water Law
Law loves 69’ing!! He needs you to play with his cock while he kisses your cunt and admires her from underneath you. In the beginning his breath will nervously fan across your slit, eyes trying to memorize every curve of your core.
Eventually when he learns to stop staring and start eating you out, he becomes addicted. His goatee will tickle your soft skin, marking it up after every session. Don’t get me started on his annoying side burns he won’t shave either, your poor thighs always leave with beard burn too.
Sometimes he’ll get carried away and just fuck your cunt with his tongue, preferring to lick your folds and spit on your puffy rather than pay attention to your clit. It’s okay though because he’s so cute and you get to tease his pretty cock while he works.
Would you guys be interested in an OP writing/Horny thoughts discord server? I feel like it could be a really cool place to talk abt favs and read each others work but lmk if anyone would join (^_−)−☆
YESSS OFC Sabo is my baby I love him so so much I want to pepper his face in kisses and join the revolutionary army for him!!
Blonds take me out so when I found out Luffy had another older brother and he was a blondie I knew I was done for. Also his English VA is Johnny Yong Bosch and I really love Vash the Stampede from both the OG anime and the new 3D version so he immediately became a fave when I heard his voice!!
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Portgas D. Ace, Sabo, Eustass Kid, Killer, Trafalgar D. Water Law
Content Warnings: GN! Reader
Author's Note: Hehe these were warmups for Sabo, and if you can't tell I really like that blond man. Don't worry I am working on requests too!
Roronoa Zoro
Zoro is surprised when you sit in his lap. He didn’t think you’d be so casual about claiming his knees but he’s not going to push you away. If you’re sitting with him during meal time with the rest of the crew, he’ll probably wrap an arm around you and smile. He likes having his partner close to him. If you decide to sit on his lap while he’s taking a nap or something I think he would subconsciously pull you closer. The warmth of your body definitely feels good on his usually open chest. He secretly craves the skin contact anyways.
Vinsmoke Sanji
Sanji is overwhelmed when you sit in his lap. He’s overjoyed that you would be so comfortable around him that you would use him as a chair, however he’s also trying so hard to confine his nosebleed from running your clothes! If he can stable himself from keeping enough blood, he’ll be placing sweet kisses on the side of your head. He’ll take in your sweet scent too, admiring how fragrant and lovely you smell up close. I don’t think he’d be too touchy, in fear of making you uncomfortable, but he’d certainly be hesitant to let you go.
Portgas D. Ace
Ace is proud when you sit in his lap. Hell yeah! The second division commander loves physical touch, so anything that has to do with you touching him he’s on board! He probably asks you to sit on his lap all the time, or even when he’s riding Striker, although that can be a bit difficult. He loves it when you sit on him during feasts too, his favorite person plus food? He can also use your shoulder as a little pillow for when he inevitably falls victim to his own narcolepsy too!
Sabo
Sabo is comforted when you sit in his lap. Usually, he’s the one to lay down in your lap, but he also likes having you on top of him too. He especially enjoys when you play with his vest and coat buttons. Your gentle hands roaming his chest send butterflies to his stomach even after you’ve been dating for a while. Please sit facing his body and preen him, he just wants to kiss your face and watch you play with his hair. He’ll even let you wear his hat while you smoosh his cheeks together as long as you’re nice to him.
Eustass Kid
Kid is boastful when you sit in his lap. He knows that he's your throne and everyone else should know it too. To claim that he’s cocky is an understatement. You love your confident boyfriend though and his oversized metal hand that wraps around your waist to show his dominance too. He likes it when you sit on him in bars, because of course everyone in the Kid pirates knows you're his. His top priority is showing everyone on the Grandline who has the best partner.
Killer
Killer is smug when you sit in his lap. He doesn’t feel the need to outwardly gloat like his captain, but he likes having your cute little self on his knee. You’re a nice accessory on his hip. He’ll put a hand on your thigh and smile under his mask, happy that everyone who passes knows what's up between you two. Sometimes he’ll pull you into his lap while he’s waiting for food to cook in the kitchen. This has also led to stains on the back of your clothes, but it’s hard to care when your boyfriend has washboard abs.
Trafalgar D. Water Law
Law is flustered when you sit in his lap. He’s not really used to the presence, and usually sits with his legs crossed so in the rare opportunity that you get in his lap, he can be embarrassed. He easily loves it though, there is no better way to tell everyone that you're his by having you so close to him. He thinks it's nice that you like it when he reads to you this way too. You don’t even mind that he’s reading Sora comics, so expect nights full of warm blankets and Law’s reading glasses.
Hii, can you do a first time spanking/brat taming virgin with Law? Reader being a virgin would be a cherry on top. Law remembering all the hentais he read in his head hajash
FLUSTERED | Trafalgar D. Water Law x reader
Summary: Law has been keeping all his repressed horny thoughts to himself for too long, so what happens when you finally allow your boyfriend to act on his perverted fantasies?
Content Warnings: Virgin! Loser! Law (YES he whimpers), Virgin! Reader, Spanking, Vaginal Fingering, Handjob, Vaginal Sex, NOT BETA'D OR PROOFREAD
Word Count: 3.35k
Author’s Note: I’m stuck in the hospital for IV infusions for the next few days which kinda sucks but at least I have more time to write yipee! I want to start posting some long fics rather than head cannons too so keep a look out.
Law is anxious just sitting on his bed and waiting for you. His eyes dart from staring at his action figures to the comics in his display case as he fidgets nervously on his sheets. He doesn’t know if he wishes you would hurry up or take your time getting ready for his own sake. Quite frankly he’s lucky to be in this situation at all.
Your captain doesn’t have much experience, sexually speaking, so when you asked him one day about his preferences he almost dribbled his coffee all over his lap. You two haven’t gotten very far physically, usually sticking to sweet hand holding and soft cuddles but he won’t deny he’s thought about you a lot in his dreams or after everyone else has gone to sleep.
He’s never touched a woman into his adulthood, being a busy pirate captain with a plan to take down Doflamingo and aid his friends in their ambitions consumed too much of his time. However an unfortunate amount of his sexual knowledge came from reading hentai and porn comics while he jerked off. He was pathetic when it came to seducing girls, and for a pirate with such a large bounty many assumed the opposite.
You were a wonderful addition to the Heart pirates, as your abilities in mechanical engineering helped the Polar tang run smoother than ever. Ikkaku loved your company as another woman on the team, and Penguin and Shachi liked having a little sister to poke fun at. You also were much better at communicating with people than he was, this really improved their rates whenever they stayed at inns on new islands too.
All in all, Law couldn’t ask for a better crewmate and he was even more shocked when you finally became a couple. He couldn’t believe a cutie like you would actually go for someone like him! But somehow after traveling with the Heart Pirates for so long you became attached to your silly captain who refused to eat bread and obsessed over Sora Warrior of the Seas. You found his stoic nature attractive and his concern for everyone truly inspiring.
Engaging with Law sexually was an entirely different topic, however. As a virgin yourself, you don’t really know what to do with a man, so you wanted to learn about Law’s interests to make the experience better. What you didn’t expect was such a long list of fetishes and kinks to some spewing out of his mouth. You were surprised to hear the words ‘impact play’ come from your captain, but surely this is what it meant to date one of the warlords of the sea.
One of the things Law had mentioned to you was his interest in lingerie, so you decided to go out shopping and purchase a sexy number. You liked how it hugged you in the right places and the lace didn’t feel too itchy. However it wasn’t the most comfortable to wear underneath your uniform so you opted to change into it before you actually got to having sex.
Following a steamy makeout session that picked up in the end with the grinding of your hips over his own, you decided it was probably time to slip into what you’ve bought. So you frolicked away into his personal bathroom to go change and freshen yourself up to have sex for the first time. Which was beginning to feel a lot more nerve wracking as you thought about it in the present.
Little did you know your boyfriend was on the other side of the door wondering if he should peek at you changing. He’s seen it in tons of his hentais. The guy peeks on the girl and she ‘punishes’ him by using his cock for his own pleasure. Law would love to be used by you, he wouldn’t even care if you never let him cum either. The thought of you tying him up and riding him into oblivion could make him start dripping precum as he sits. But Law stays good and doesn’t creep on you, because he knows that you’ve been planning this for a while.
After slapping your cheeks a few times in the mirror to pump yourself up, you carefully step outside onto the cold floor of your boyfriend’s room. His steely yellow eyes follow your figure like a leopard watching its prey as you sit on the side of the bed next to him. You aren’t sure if you’re supposed to be touching him or not, but you decide to start caressing his arms and inch towards his lap anyways.
The Surgeon of Death licks his lips hungrily, as if you're a delicious meal in front of him, and you want to say something before he speaks up first. “I’ve never really,” he places one of his hands behind his neck “done this before…”. You purse your lips from shock and freeze up, unsure of what you should do next. Law did not disclose this probably important information when you discussed your preferences last time.
He knows that you’re a virgin, but he never said anything about himself, so how were you supposed to know that he is also inexperienced. And somehow this information makes you feel better about yourself, not feeling like the only fish out of water here. You smile and take his hands in yours, smoothing your thumb over the back of his palm.
“Hey, that’s perfect! I mean I’m in the same boat too. We can just learn together” you offer, eyes trying to convey a sense of security. You don't want to scare him off or seem too eager to lose your virginity, however Law does really want to lose his v-card, with you specifically. It’s been a side quest of his to finally find a woman he’s comfortable enough to share his fantasies with and then you just waltzed into his life like his perfect dream girl he’s been wishing for; he can’t pass his opportunity up. But he also can’t disappoint you and get your expectations up.
He’s seen the way you look at him. You stare at your captain as if he’s hung the moon and stars themselves and he can’t bear to let you down. If you have a bad experience with him, what if you end up becoming distant or leave him entirely? The last thing he wants is to lose you so he confesses his sorry state in hopes of alleviating some of the pressure on his back.
Plush kisses are pressed to his lips and he melts into your mouth immediately. You feel so welcoming and warm that he allows your tongue to slide on top of him easily, while you crawl into his lap. Your hips feel good in his hands, and he can feel his reaction stir as his fingers slip under the waistband of your thin panties. He loves the delicate lace you’ve put on for him and he wonders if he could get you to wear stuff like this regularly.
It reminds him of the girls on the covers of some of the dirty magazines he has stuffed under his bed. They’re all in scandalous poses, usually showing off their cunts or breasts to the camera. Sometimes they’re in nothing at all, which is also really hot. He thinks about what it would be like to have you completely naked and roaming about his room all day, like a little vixen just waiting to be fucked by him.
He wants to clear his head, focus on the you in front of him, but it’s hard when you start moaning into the kiss, tilting your head and tickling the small hairs on the back of his neck. He thinks back to the MCs in what he has read, they’ve always taken command and been dominating when it came to their partners. Maybe you want him to take control and touch you more?
Law starts to move his hands up to cup your breasts, he can feel the way your nipples harden under the silky fabric of your bra. He rubs small circles around them through the cloth and thinks about what they would look like without anything covering them. It’s not like he can’t find out. He decides to savour the moment and keep your bra on, admiring the intricate design.
He places open mouthed kisses on your collarbone, breathing in the feminine scent of your perfume. He loves the way you smell like freshly baked cookies and apple pie. It reminds him of his own family, and his life before he started being a pirate with the Donquixotes. Your moans alert him that you’re particularly sensitive on an area right below your neck, so he decides to lick that spot gently, watching your reactions.
You feel in over your head, but you can’t help indulging in Law’s administrations. After what he just told you, you assumed he would be more shy and experimental but everything he’s doing to you right now feels like it’s out of a porn novel . And maybe that’s because it is.
Law keeps trying to recall what happens in the fanfiction he’s read to keep the scene going. He swears he’s supposed to start bending you over his lap right now, plus that would be really hot, so he begins to feel up your waist, coercing your body to shift across his own. Your back arches when he places a large hand in the small of it, running his fingers up and down your spine. You seem to really enjoy his hands on you, so he continues to caress your ass as you make yourself comfortable.
He once came really hard when he read a fanfic about Sora spanking Pink Poison after he captured her, so he wants to try that tonight as well. He had spoken to you about this before, minus the Sora stuff, and you seemed enthusiastic about the idea. Holding the fat of your cheeks in his hands he experimentally wobbles his hand around to see you jiggle. He doesn’t want to get ahead of himself, but he really wishes he took off his jeans or at least changed into sweatpants before this. His cock is starting to become really painful pressing against his thin boxers and tight denim.
“I can’t believe you made your captain wait so long for this, I think you deserve a spanking for that,” Law starts. He assumes it’s appropriate to do some slight roleplaying to get into this. Your eyes light up when he starts talking and you shake your bum slightly when you reply “Oh no, I’m sorry. How can I make up for my disobedience?”
You feel a sharp stinging pain on your ass as his answer, sending electric waves into your brain and drool out of your mouth. You knew about spanking as a form of sexual pleasure from your friends and porn, but you didn’t know it could actually feel this good. Law continues to abuse your ass as you squirm in his lap, making small noises each time he soothes over the poor flesh.
You don't want to seem too needy, but it's very apparent from the wet spot on your panties. Law has to restrain his own salvia from escaping his mouth when he notices it too. Your puffy cunt is peeking out at him, practically begging him to touch you, and he’s hesitant because he’s just been spanking you, but your slit looks too cute to resist.
Skilled hands slight your panties to the side as he runs his fingertips against your underwear. He huffs out a repressed groan when he gets to feel the dampness, and your covered hole quivering against his touch. He hits the globe of your ass again with his other hand to feel the way you tense next to him, reveling in how you seem to become more wet.
Finally shoving a finger into your pussy, he croaks when your tight walls suck him in. He feels like your cunt is trying to keep him inside of you and not let go, and he can’t wait to feel you around his leaky cock. Now he’s itching to get out of his pants and into your core, but he has to wait, because he knows you’re both virgins and he wants to take his time to stretch you out.
Moving his hand back, he watches the clear stringy fluid connect and break that are attached to your inviting hole. He tries to angle his fingers downwards to search for that G-spot every one of hentais swear by and from the way your legs twitch when he scrapes by a particularly spongy part of you, he thinks he found it. You’re so fortunate that your boyfriend has long fingers to reach into places even you can’t reach because he found your sweet spot.
Angling your hips back into him, he picks up his pace, enjoying fingering you with only one of his fingers. Although after a while you start to think it’s time that he adds another. Looking backwards you take his hand and place yours on his middle finger as well, trying to give him the hint that he should maybe up the ante a bit.
Two fingers are more difficult than you thought. If not for your increased horniness, you would have thought you needed extra lube to allow him to push himself inside you. Although it feels amazing, once you get used to the stretch, having both of his fingers push against your tight walls and open you up for something bigger.
You start to feel bad that you aren’t touching him or pleasuring him in any way, so when he pulls his hand away from you to admire the now creamy residue left on him, you start to fix your position and unbuckle his belt. “How about I start playing with you now?” you offer, and Law nods his head, eyes blown with lust. His boxers are stained with precum which you think is cute and his cock is heavy in your hands.
His tip is so angry when you see it. It has a terribly red hue that gets lighter down to the base and he has some noticeable veins running across his cock like his hands. You don’t know if it’s appropriate to compliment it or not, so you smile instead and keep quiet. Spitting on your hand you start to jerk him off, which he reacts to immediately, throwing his head back and biting his lip.
Normally Law cums really quickly when he’s by himself, but with you? He’s so scared that he’s going to blow his load in your face and won’t be able to actually have sex that he’s unsure if he should let you keep touching him like this. Your hand is so soft compared to his despite the hard work you do on the Tang, it must be because of the gloves you wear and lotion.
Your fingers massage his own precum and your spit into the skin of his cock making the room feel steamier than usual. He doesn’t want to pull you away, but he has to if he wants this night to go on for any longer. Replacing your hands with his own he starts “Please, I don’t think I’m going to last”. You giggle and lick your fingers from the salty residue. Law wants to pass out, but as you position yourself on your back, he knows there are more important things he has to be doing right now.
Following your head, he slips your panties off of you, throwing them to a side of his room he hopes is far away enough that you won’t retrieve them after this and he gets to keep them for his wank bank later. He grabs one of the condoms off the row that he bought earlier and rolls it onto his throbbing shaft, trying to hype himself up for this moment. Your cunt looks so welcoming with your legs open and spread like this.
You even place your middle and index fingers above your lips and split them like a v to help him enter, showing off your darling hole. Law takes a mental screenshot for lonely nights and shimmies closer to you, kissing you on the forehead as he nudges his cock toward your entrance. He can still feel your heat through the condom, the thin latex even adding extra lube for your first time.
When he pushes through the first ring of muscle you cry out, holding his back for support. He feels bad, he knows he prepped you before, but should he have done that for longer? After completing bullying himself inside you, he pauses, trying not to cum and also allowing you to adjust to his size. He feels like a very warm and wet pillow is squeezing him from all sides and he's flipping through every hentai, porn, and fanfiction, he’s seen to try to think of what to do next.
When you finally tell him he can move, his hips start to piston carefully, for your own sake and his. He can feel his impending orgasm and he doesn’t want to ruin this for you. Luckily he remembers your clit, and rubs it gently as he thrusts in and out of your body. You yourself are more than overwhelmed too. Law’s thick cock feels so good inside your guts and the stretch didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would have.
The extra pressure on your clit sends heat to your core, so you wrap your legs around Law’s backside, bringing him closer to you. His balls smack your ass every time he collides with you, and scandalous noises bounce off the walls from your combined wetness. You enjoy your captain’s blush as he tries to fight off his orgasm, biting his lip and groaning into your shoulder. Eventually however, you know he can’t hold off forever, and when you decide to squeeze him particularly hard he lets out a sound you thought you would have never heard from him. A whimper.
“Please, I need to! I can’t!,” Law starts. You shush him and rub the back of his head, assuring him that it’s okay. Law’s pace quickens as he starts to climax, his abdomen tightening and flexing his deliciously built body that you love so much. Sweat hangs off his brow when he brings his head to yours and whispers pleas of thanks as he cums.
He continues to rub your clit through his orgasm and you cum shortly thereafter, feeling his warm semen inside the condom. Even though you used protection you still loved the idea of him ‘cumming inside’ which pushed you over the edge. Staring up at law, you admired his heavy sex flush that dusted his face and shoulders. You wanted to kiss him everywhere, but you think he’s far too dazed out for that right now.
His mouth still hangs open and he’s still giving your clit attention, letting you ride out your orgasm, which feels great, but can be a little overstimulating. Letting him rest in the crook of your neck seems to be the most comfortable. And you nuzzle into his hair as he starts to place tons of kisses all over your throat.
After snuggling for a while, Law gets up and throws away the soiled condom. You use that opportunity to sneak a view of his sculpted ass, peeking from his fluffy comforter of course. When he gets back to bed, he has two glasses of water and a comic underneath his arms. He gives you one of the cups and lays down so you can cuddle up to his chest.
Grabbing his glasses from the nightstand, your boyfriend flips open the book and starts reading softly to you, petting your hair absent-mindedly. You enjoy the skin to skin contact while his voice lulls your heavy eyelids to sleep. You’ll shower in the morning, for now, you have your nerdy boyfriend and post orgasm drowsiness.
Thank you all for 100 followers I wish I could give everyone 100 kisses for the support I’ve gotten over the past few days! I promise to keep writing and taking requests for you all <3
Hey guys the gmail I made for this account just got banned for some reason?? I found out while trying to edit my Law fic on google docs. Hopefully they’ll work with my appeal but for the meantime I might not be able to post for a few days.
Sorry for the inconvenience and please pray that I get my Gmail back because I don’t even know what I did to violate their terms and service.
This is actually the worst ever; I’ve lost everything I’ve written including my WIPS. I’m so sad. I tried downloading my files but nothing came up so I guess I need to start from scratch now.
This is genuinely the worst thing that could have happened.
Hey guys the gmail I made for this account just got banned for some reason?? I found out while trying to edit my Law fic on google docs. Hopefully they’ll work with my appeal but for the meantime I might not be able to post for a few days.
Sorry for the inconvenience and please pray that I get my Gmail back because I don’t even know what I did to violate their terms and service.
Author's Note: Does anyone really know more than like five positions? I can't imagine real people trying a 'Full Nelson' outside of porn. Maybe I'm not as perverted as I thought.
Monkey D. Luffy
Okay hear me out I feel like Luffy would like to make use of his devil fruit and stretch his limbs around his partner? Not so much in a constricting manner, but to elevate their closeness.
Rubbery arms coil around your waist as you struggle to take your Captain's cock. His fingers tug and play with your nipples and you squirm in his hold to no avail because his legs are wrapped around yours as well. It feels strange, to be surrounded by Luffy in every direction, but also not unwelcome. His hot breath fans your cheek while you cock warm him. It's unlike Luffy to have this much self control.
When he finally loosens his hold on you, he decides to bounce you in his lap. It's hot, it's sticky, it's Luffy. He can also stretch the size of his erection inside of you, however for the sake of your sore cunt he reserves that fun for another day. The rough denim of his shorts burns the back of your thighs but it's hard to care, when your captain is fucking you so good.
Roronoa Zoro
Zoro is into any position that shows off your ass. Doggy style and reverse cowgirl are probably his favorites because he gets to see the way you jiggle off him.
When the swordsman's hand pushes the back of your head down into the pillows, you know you're in for a long night. Sometimes when he's pounding you from the back in doggy style he may slightly elevate one of his legs so he can attempt to kiss your cervix. There is no better feeling compared to the swell of the base of his cock brushing up against your g-spot every time he humps your backside.
Riding him is slightly more difficult. For starters, you're putting in a lot more effort and your legs will be getting tired way quicker. Zoro claims it's worth it just to see your ass cheeks jiggle every time you come back down on his erection. However it's easy to say that when you have your arms folded behind your head and back rested against the headboard.
Portgas D. Ace
Ace is kinda average, although not that is a bad thing. He likes to fuck you in missionary and against a wall. The extra support of his cabin, a bar, or hey even an ally wall makes pounding into you all the more fun. Don't worry, he'll make sure there's something protecting your back.
The hollow clunking and jittering of Ace's stuff could be heard from his room as he fucked you up against his wall. The shake of his knickknacks would be blamed on the jack hammering of his hips into your cunt, chasing his own high. He had made you cum before the round had even started and now all he wanted to do was bury himself deep inside you.
Ace wishes he wouldn't get as sappy as he does, but alas, he cannot help it. The nights he has you in missionary he'll whisper sweet praises into your ear and lay his head on your chest while listening to your heartbeat. He just wants to feel your embrace and forget about the bounty on his head of his childhood for a short period of time.
Sabo
Sabo really likes holding you. He prefers dominant positions that allow him to wrangle you into whatever shape he wants. He especially prefers Full Nelson and Mating Press because they make him feel in control.
The underside of your knees are being upheld by Sabo's strong forearms. The sloppy sounds of sex echo in the room around you as he thrusts up into you, forcing you sink down into his cock each time. Your cunt is so red and puffy, but you take him so well and his muscled abs flex against your back so perfectly, there really isn't any reason to stop. Sabo thinks he could do this forever.
You look so cute underneath him he could practically eat you whole. With your legs wrapped around his shoulders and his own knees pressed against your thighs, pinning you to the bed, he feels the closest he's ever been with you. You've milked his leaky cock so many times he thinks he just has to cum inside you again!
Trafalgar D. Water Law
Law likes perverted positions where he can see you in your best angles. He loves 69'ing so he can drool over your pussy and cowgirl to ogle and drool over your tits.
Hesitant licks part the lips of your cunt as you hover over your boyfriend's face. His own hardened cock is nestled deep within the hot flesh of your throat. You can hear him audibly gulp before he flattens his tongue on your core, spreading you as he does so. Thick ropes of semen shoot down your stomach as Law inhales your tangy essence.
He can't seem to stop staring at your cunt swallowing his cock while you bob up and down in his lap. Law's eyes glaze over when he sees the ring of cream your pussy leaves on the base of his cock. He is only tapped out of his haze when he looks upwards and is met with the sight of your perky breasts bouncing right in front of his face. He's so fucked.
hai haii um first time requesting ever but maybe something slightly spicy with koby where we're basically just experimenting and seeing what places he's most sensitive in, , , , (＞人＜;) you can decide how far they go with it or what context, , , , oml i sound like a pervert im so sorry
WHAT A TEASE .ᐟ.ᐟ 18+
──★ synopsis !!: in an effort to help your boyfriend wind down after training, you move to find his weak spots.
──★ pairings !!: koby x fem! reader
──★ tags !!: established relationship, tension, light sexual tension, teasing, mdni, nsfw, not fully smut, suggestive content, slight breath play, does not follow main anime/manga plot whatsoever !!
──★ word count !!: 1k words !!
──★ extras !!: im so glad i can write your first request, hehe, hopefully i did it justice. gotta feed the four koby fans good otherwise they'll starve. dont worry, we're all secretly perverts over here ^^
what kind of a girlfriend would you be to not help your boyfriend, Koby, wind down after his training? no matter how much you asked him, or how weak he was to your charm, Koby had determination.
a determination that flew out the window the second you got your hands on him.
legs straddling around him, you let him melt into your touch. hands caressing every inch of his chest, light kisses chilling his skin and a soft whine pulling from his throat. you glanced up, lips still pressed against his collarbones, watching with a certain fondness as he shyly closed his eyes.
his face was red, mouth slightly parted as you let out a soft giggle. you moved slow, slow enough to make his body flinch at every ghostly touch you passed onto him, your nails dragging and making the hairs on his arms prickle in delight.
as strong willed as your boyfriend is, he was still the boy who shyly looked away any time you caught him staring a little too hard at you while training.
you pressed gently into his muscles, easing the knots in them and letting you hear the soft moan coming from the man beneath you. you leaned down, lips pressed against the shell of his ear and making him shift under you slightly. a slight buckle of his hips against you, and his hands gripping your thighs like you'd disappear the second he let go.
your breath fanned on his ear, hot, and sending a shiver of desire through him. "relax Koby," you teased out, the scent of his shampoo reaching your nose as you breathed him in. he moved again, slow, but you knew how quick he was to break if you pushed too hard.
that wasn't what you were aiming for right now, truly. but if it did, who were you to stop it.
he breathed in, shakily, as if you had stolen his very breath away. a simple word. "please," but a word that made your lips twitch into a grin. your eyes softened, saving the sight from him as you stayed leaned into him. you blew into his ear softly, letting him close his eyes once more and sigh softly into your hair, hands twitching against your legs.
he felt a chill spread through him, your lips moving against his neck and right over his pulse. on instinct, he tilted his head to give you more room, mouth slightly open as if ready to let another soft moan come out. Koby wasn't one to deny how quick he was to fall apart in your hands, nor how easily you could undo him with a simple giggle.
especially in moments like these.
moment where sex wasn't the only thing in your mind, where your hands worked to both ease his tenseness and strike it alive all over again. moments where Koby let you take charge, completely at your mercy beneath you. moments he lived for. and moments he yearned for shamelessly.
your teeth grazed his neck, biting into the soft flesh before kissing it right after. hands moving smoothly across his body, trailing slow enough to make his breath hitch in his throat. he could feel your stare, the way your body's heat spread through his own. as if calling him to his master, Koby let a soft whine break though right as you palmed his growing hard on through his clothes.
you hummed to the noise, lips quirking into a grin that locked his heart down as easily as you breathed. you didn't even need to touch him directly to pull such a reaction, through clothes and Koby was sensitive enough to tremble beneath you. "does it feel good when i touch you here?" you breathed out softly, a quick nod of his head making you laugh against his skin.
brokenly, Koby groaned out his words with a shift of his hips into your palm. "so-o good.." he licked his lips, your mouth already moving to cover his own in a heated kiss that felt so filthy and right all at once. your tongue poked against his, moving against it in the same rhythm your hand was to his bulge. enough to make him whine into the kiss, hands shakily coming to grip your waist firmly. you smiled, pulling away and letting the kiss melt into his memory.
"let me see where else i can make you feel good," you promise, an innocent tilt of your head that made Koby's spin. you were speaking the dirties things, with the face of an angel who didn't know what sin was. even as your mouth moved over his trousers, breathing against his bulge and watching it twitch in response through its restraints. he could feel every hot breath you blew against it, overstimulating him and denying him all at once.
you shot him a smile from below, a clouded over gleam in your eyes that sparked his own lust to brew tightly in his stomach. you hadn't even touched him yet, simple teases short enough to leave him wanting- begging for more. even then, Koby knew the second he felt your lips wrap around his length, he'd cum instantly.
the thought alone was enough to make him groan against the air, your fingers working slowly to pull his trousers down. the cool air hit, sending a shiver through him before your breath fanned over the tip of his dick. he let out a soft hiss, brows furrowed and eyes drifting down to you. your fingertip traced the veins on his length, dick twitching against the softest touch. he breathed in sharply, the sight of you on your knees and so ready to please him sending a shockwave of unrelentless desire to break through him.
even if sex wasn't the goal, there was no way either of you would be coming out of this room without it. Koby knew how easily he fell to your touch, how painfully easy he was when it came to you, and he also knew; that you wouldn't let him leave until he was drained completely.
This fic was so good!! There are hardly any Koby pieces out there and yours is so cute <3 he deserves to be fucked :( Anyways this one is an absolute WIN for the perverts (. .*)β
