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Sabo x Female Reader

Don’t Hide From Me

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The warm wooden scent of the inn was the first thing that greeted you. It was small, cozy, and clearly run by someone who had no interest in asking questions; perfect for revolutionary soldiers.

The innkeeper, a round-faced woman with laugh lines and mischief in her eyes, looked between the two of you and smiled like she was planning something special.

“Oh, honeymooners, aren’t you?” she said brightly, already reaching for a key. “You’ve got that look. Young love. Ahh to be young again… I’ll give you something private—one bed, thick walls. Plenty of blankets” she said with a sly wink.

You blinked once.

Then again.

Honeymoo—?!

Your mouth opened but no sound came out. Heat shot straight up your spine and bloomed across your cheeks, rising so fast you thought you might faint.

“I—uh—n-no, we—!” you stammered, voice pitching up as you stepped forward, nearly fumbling your bag. “We’re not—”

But Sabo’s hand slid smoothly to the small of your back.

And he chuckled.

Low. Confident. That soft laugh that always wrapped around your ears.

“Thank you,” he said to the woman, his voice smooth as velvet. “We appreciate it.”

You whipped your head toward him, eyes wide. He didn’t correct her?!

Not even a twitch of protest. Just that easy, charming smile.

The innkeeper winked at him with conspiratorial approval. “Newlyweds, always so shy. Don’t worry, dear. You’re in good hands.”

You barely managed a squeak of protest before she handed him the key and turned away.

You stood frozen, the room warm and your blood burning in your cheeks.

Sabo slung his arm around your shoulders like he’d done it a thousand times and leaned in just close enough that his breath tickled your ear.

“You—you just let her think that we are—!” you hissed once she was out of earshot.

He didn’t stop smiling.

“I sure did.”

Your jaw dropped, eyes scanning his face for any sign of discomfort, guilt…anything!

He just grinned wider.

“What’s the harm in pretending, sweetheart?” he murmured, voice dropping low and husky. “Besides…”

He leaned in, lips brushing your temple.

“I kinda like the sound of Mrs. Y/N.”

Your brain short-circuited.

Completely.

There was no witty comeback. No indignant denial. Just stunned silence as your cheeks went scarlet, and your breath caught halfway in your chest.

“Ngh—you—!”

He took your bag out of your hand like a gentleman, clearly enjoying every single flustered reaction you gave him.

“Come on,” he said cheerfully. “Let’s get some rest, My Wife.”

You sputtered.

But he was already walking away, humming as he climbed the stairs.

You trailed after him in a daze, heart hammering, pulse in your ears.

…

The door to your room clicked shut behind you.

Silence fell.

You stared at the bed.

One bed. Modest but soft-looking. Clean sheets, fluffed pillows, thick blankets… too intimate for two people who were not, in fact, married.

You blinked at it like you were having a standoff. To see who breaks first.

However…

Behind you, Sabo exhaled—a slow, satisfied sound—as he shrugged off his jacket and tossed it over the back of a worn chair. His shirt clung just slightly to the line of his back. Muscles moved beneath smooth skin with every stretch of his shoulders.

He rolled his neck with a sigh, then turned toward you, looking far too relaxed.

You hadn’t said a word.

“Still thinking about what the innkeeper said?” he asked, strolling toward you, that telltale mischief dancing behind his eyes.

You could only nod, cheeks still burning, fingers nervously picking at the hem of your sleeve.

“Well all I can say is … you didn’t correct her either,” he said, tilting his head.

Your eyes snapped up. “I—I was too embarrassed! And you—you didn’t even hesitate!”

He laughed. Laughed.

“Why would I?” he said easily. “Watching you turn that shade of red is easily the highlight of my day.”

Your mouth opened to protest, but you didn’t even get the chance.

Because Sabo was already closing the distance.

Slow. Certain.

His hands slid around your waist, warm and sure, pulling you gently but firmly against him.

“You hide that sweet little flustered face behind mission reports all day,” he whispered, lips ghosting the shell of your ear. “But I know how you truly feel.”

You swallowed hard. “You don’t—”

“I do.”

He kissed you.

Hot.

Deep.

Possessive.

His lips crashed against yours, stealing the air from your lungs and the thoughts from your head. His mouth coaxed yours open, tongue slipping past your lips with skillful ease, tasting you, claiming you.

You whimpered before you could stop yourself, fingers curling into his shirt.

He grinned against your mouth.

“There it is,” he whispered, voice like smoke curling along your skin.

And then he walked you backward—step by step—until the backs of your knees hit the bed.

He pushed you down, slow and deliberate, never breaking the kiss.

You didn’t even care that your face was burning.

Because the moment his body covered yours, all you could think about was how much you wanted him.

And how much he wants you.

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By the time Sabo laid you out on the bed, your body was trembling—not from fear, but from the heat that had been steadily building between your legs since the moment the innkeeper called you his wife.

And he didn’t correct her.

That alone had sent your mind reeling. And now you were here—naked beneath him, everything exposed, every breath shallow.

His fingertips ran slowly across your chest, barely grazing, then lower… circling your belly, brushing your hip bones. He wasn’t touching you to tease—he was exploring.

“You’re beautiful,�� he murmured, his eyes raking across your flushed form. “And I haven’t even tasted you yet.”

His mouth descended—warm lips brushing up your sternum, dragging over the soft swell of your breast before he latched on to a nipple. You gasped, arching slightly, and he hummed against your skin like he was savoring the sound.

But when your hand came up to your face—reflexive, instinctual—trying to shield yourself from his gaze, he froze.

“No,” he said firmly. “Don’t you dare hide from me.”

His eyes locked with yours.

“You’re gonna let me see everything, sweetheart.”

He reached up, gently but firmly grabbing both your wrists—and pinned them above your head in one smooth move. His grip was firm, but his thumb stroked your skin. It was protective. Claiming.

Your lips parted, heart slamming in your chest.

“Sabo…” you breathed.

He smiled. “There’s my voice. Let’s hear more of it.”

He shifted downward, positioning himself between your thighs, and you felt it—the heavy weight of his cock dragging through your slick folds, gliding slow and deliberate. Every pass over your clit made your hips jump.

“Already soaked for me,” he murmured, voice dropping. “You’re practically begging and I haven’t even pushed in yet.”

You whimpered and instinctively tried to pull your hands free—but he tightened his grip and gave you a wicked grin.

“Trying to hide that voice again? Hm?” he said. “That won’t do.”

He aligned himself with your entrance and leaned down, nose brushing yours, breath hot.

“If you really want to be quiet…” he whispered, “…then let me shut you up.”

And he kissed you.

Hard.

His tongue plunged into your mouth the moment his cock sank inside you—deep and slow and thick—and the moan you let out got swallowed by his kiss. His chest pressed against yours, hips rolling forward with practiced control as he buried himself to the hilt.

Your eyes rolled back.

The stretch. The fullness. The heat.

He didn’t give you time to adjust. He knew you could take it. Knew your body had wanted this since the moment he teased you in front of that innkeeper. And now, with your wrists trapped and your cries muffled against his lips, he thrust.

Hard.

Slow.

Again.

And again.

Each thrust was perfectly placed. Deep enough to make your legs shake, timed just slow enough to feel like torture.

“You’re clenching,” he breathed against your mouth, not releasing your wrists. “Like you don’t wanna let me go.”

You moaned again, trying to turn your face—overwhelmed—but he kissed you harder this time, lips bruising, tongue curling with yours as his thrusts grew sharper.

“You gonna come for me like this?” he whispered between kisses, cock slamming into that sweet spot deep inside you. “Pinned down… stuffed… making all these messy little sounds just for me?”

You were already unraveling—your thighs trembling, toes curling, breath stuttering with every deep stroke.

And then—

“You gonna be my good girl and come while I’m still inside you?”

That was the last straw.

Your climax hit hard and fast—tight and pulsing around him, a soft cry escaping your throat before it was sealed in his mouth again.

Your body locked under him, shaking uncontrollably as your orgasm rushed through you. He let you ride it out—thrusting through the tight clench of your walls, panting.

“Fuck—fuck—you feel too good—”

He lost rhythm for only a second before grinding deep, burying himself inside you, and coming hard with a guttural moan against your neck, his hips jerking as he emptied into you.

Warmth filled you. His arms didn’t let go. His lips didn’t leave you.

Even as you trembled beneath him, breathless and boneless, he kissed your temple, your jaw, your throat.

And finally—released your wrists.

You didn’t move. Couldn’t. Just melted into the sheets while he hovered over you, brushing sweaty hair back from your face.

“You okay?” he asked softly, voice now gentler.

You nodded slowly, blinking dazedly up at him.

His thumb brushed your bottom lip, which was still red and kissed raw.

“You made the prettiest sounds,” he whispered, and smiled, smug and tender at once.

He pressed a final kiss to your temple before settling beside you, pulling you close with a satisfied sigh.

…

The air in the room had cooled slightly, but your body still buzzed with heat—skin flushed, muscles sore. You lay limp in Sabo’s arms, your head on his chest, barely able to keep your eyes open.

His fingers moved lazily over your back, soothing and slow. His other hand stroked your hair, humming something low under his breath as he kissed your temple.

You felt safe. Completely undone.

That’s why the whisper caught you off guard.

“Mm. Don’t fall asleep just yet.”

You blinked, drowsy. “You’re not… done?”

Sabo’s lips curved against your shoulder, soft and warm.

“Not even close,” he murmured, voice low and edged with mischief. “But this time…”

He gently rolled you over, pressing kisses to your neck. Then he laid back and looked up at you with half-lidded eyes.

“This time,” he said, “I want you on top. I want to see your face while you ride me.”

Your eyes widened. “I-I can’t— I mean, I’ve never—!”

“You can,” he said, reaching up to brush your cheek with the backs of his fingers. “And I’m going to watch you the entire time.”

You swallowed hard, thighs tightening instinctively as heat curled through your belly again.

His eyes flicked down—and you knew he saw it.

“See?” he said, voice almost a purr. “Your body agrees before your mind does.”

You shivered and slowly swung your leg over him, straddling his waist with trembling thighs. Sabo didn’t rush. Just watched you—completely open, hungry, hands behind his head, muscles flexed as he let you take in the full view of him.

His cock stood hard and thick, flushed at the tip, a bead of precum glistening.

Your breath caught.

“Go slow,” he said gently. “Take your time.”

With trembling fingers, you reached between you, lining him up with your entrance.

He watched your every movement—his breath shallow, gaze reverent—as you sank down onto him. Slowly. Inch by inch.

“Ohhh, fuck,” Sabo groaned, head tipping back, eyes fluttering closed. “You feel… incredible.”

You gasped softly at the stretch—it still felt big, but slower. More manageable. More deep. He filled you fully, perfectly.

Your hands landed on his chest, and you stayed there for a moment—just breathing—trying to gather yourself.

Sabo opened his eyes again, chest rising and falling under your touch. “You okay?”

You nodded, flushed. “You’re… deeper this way.”

“I know,” he murmured, voice dark with approval. “And you’re tighter when you’re on top. It’s so fucking good, baby.”

You rolled your hips experimentally, and he let out a shaky moan, hands twitching but still behind his head.

“You’re in control,” he said through clenched teeth. “Just… don’t stop.”

You began to move slowly—gentle rocking, up and down, riding him with soft moans escaping your lips. He never looked away from you. His eyes drank in every twitch, every blush, every vulnerable look that passed across your face.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered. “So sweet and messy on top of me. That face you make when you’re trying to hold it in…”

You bit your lip, hips rolling smoother now, and the friction sent sparks shooting through your core.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Just like that. Take what you need.”

Your hands splayed on his chest, nails lightly dragging over his skin as you bounced a little faster now. The wet sounds of your slick meeting his body filled the room.

He growled softly, finally breaking his restraint—his hands came up to grab your hips, guiding your rhythm, pulling you down deeper.

“Come on, baby,” he groaned. “Ride me. Let me feel you. Let me watch you break.”

You whimpered, thighs trembling, your body heating again fast—faster than you expected.

“I—I’m close…”

He sat up without warning, arms circling your waist as he pulled you flush against his chest. You were still moving, still grinding against him—but now you were eye to eye, nose to nose.

“Then look at me,” he murmured. “I want to see it. I want to feel you come around me while you’re wrapped in my arms.”

You cried out, legs locking around his waist as your climax hit making you sob his name into his shoulder as your body pulsed around him.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he groaned. “That’s my girl.”

He held you tight, never letting you go as he fucked up into you from below, chasing his own high. His lips found yours again—kissing you hard… claiming—before he slammed in one final time and came with a low, desperate moan.

You collapsed over him, your sweat-slick skin sticking to his, both of you catching your breath.

Sabo laid you down gently beside him and pulled the covers over you both.

“I still can’t believe how shy you get when I talk dirty,” he teased, his thumb brushing your swollen lips. “But the second you’re on top of me, that all goes out the window.”

You groaned, hiding your face in the pillow. “I was dying the entire time.”

“You looked divine the entire time.”

You peeked at him shyly. “Do you… always talk like that?”

He smirked, pressing a soft kiss to your jaw. “Only when I’m in love.”

Your heart stopped. The world quieted.

“Sabo…”

“I mean it,” he whispered, forehead resting against yours. “I’ve loved you since the moment you first blushed at me. I love you.”

You wrapped your arms around him, burying your face in his neck. “…I love you too.”

He pulled you tighter against him and exhaled like he’d been holding that breath for years.

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#one piece #one piece smut #revolutionary sabo #flame emperor sabo #sabo #one piece sabo #sabo x reader #sabo x you #sabo x y/n #sabo x oc

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lostuzumaki · 9 months ago

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Luffy reincarnated to past AU

Part32

Part1 ... Part31 Part32 Part33

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soulemnity · 2 months ago

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miscellaneous dump (+ ocs) cuz i need to post SOMETHING

(mylo - @immortal-raine)

#some of these are olddd #but that’s okay. because i still like them #(wanted to show the two wing au drawings AGES ago #one piece #monkey d. luffy #sabo #nico robin #one piece oc #vivian stevie #soul’s sketch

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otaku553 · 1 year ago

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Starting art fight with a portrait of @where-does-the-heart-lie ‘s Mueta :) jellyfish guy……. He’s so cool

#art fight 2024 #wdthl mueta #hopefully that’s the right tag #anyways I love their oc designs so much they’re so cool #mueta’s massive floppy hat was so much fun to draw #I was originally thinking ‘oh this is fine. I’ll just do these like I did luffy week. maybe pacing myself #may have come out the gate a it strong because I am definitely Not keeping up that level of polish for later pieces #anyways if spade pirate sabo chapters are delayed this month you know why

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feet010 · 1 year ago

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(This is not the majority this is just a good portion of fanfics)

I hate when people don't portray a character correctly in a fanfic physically (unless stated in title but I'm talkin about canon fics)😭

I hate to break it to y'all, but unless ur talking about pre-timeskip Law (usually said in title). He is NOT a skinny twink emo boy, blud is BULKED UP

Abs made of steel

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alexa-yukiyu · 6 months ago

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Hey! Have you ever seen Masha and the bear?

I was just thinking this idea while making breakfast for my family, so how about Masha!reader x Whitebeard pirates or young!Asl. You pick.

Thanks! Have a good day

Treasure Hound (Asl x child!reader)

A/N- and with this I officially have finished my June/July requests ✊🏽. Goal is to finish september’s this week. Also I have in fact never heard of this animation which is crazy after I read how popular it is so I tried to capture Masha as best I could but it probably is not that close but hopefully close enough!

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in Japanese for the enjoyment of both reader and oc character readers alike!

Dividers by @/firefly-graphics

“Sabo, are you sure she’s related to you?” Ace asked incredulously from his spot on his branch, watching as she rambunctiously ran around the clearing, putting even Luffy to shame as the latter struggled to keep up with the smaller girl

“Of course she is!” Had Sabo not known Ace to be so blunt, he would have likely taken offense at such a question

“Doesn’t look like that,” he muttered, taking a glance at the blond and looking back at the girl as she ran circles around Luffy, causing the latter to grow dizzy and fall back, eyes rolling around in his sockets

“She just needs to burn out all her energy. It’s always like this in the mornings,” he replied, letting out a snicker as Dokucha began shaking the poor boy in an attempt to snap him awake.

"We should let her take a look at the map we found the other day; maybe she can crack it," Sabo piped up

“No way! Sabo, we busted our asses trying to get that map; I‘m not about to trust it to a four-year-old!” Ace sneered, not willing to risk their latest treasure to what he thought to be an unnecessary risk

“She’s a lot, Ace, but she wouldn’t purposely try to destroy something, especially if she knows it’s important to me. Not to mention that, yes, she’s four, but she’s really smart; she’s especially good with plans and drafts like these,” Sabo called as he pulled out the Map

“Come on, Ace, trust me! Plus, I‘m pretty sure giving her the lead will tire her and Luffy, too!” He grinned, knowing that would be the last push the former needed

“Tch, if something happens, it’s on you,” he snarled, finally easing into his suggestion, ignoring the satisfied smirk the blond gave him as he jumped off the branch

“Dokucha come here! I got something for you!” He called, watching as the girl zoomed towards him, leaving the poor Luffy to fend off his spinning brain.

“Do you want to go on a treasure hunt?” he offered as he waved the map around, knowing the hyperactive child would never say no to an adventure or the chance to use her skills.

“Yeah!” She exclaimed as she snatched it from his hand and threw herself on the ground with him, stretching the map before them; Ace and Luffy following shortly after.

“We know the treasure is around here, but we couldn’t figure out these,” Ace told her as he pointed out what appeared to be a random arrangement of letters and numbers.

“Ah! It’s a cipher!” She beamed, stretching her arm out towards his brother without taking her eyes off the map; without any need for words, he handed her a pencil, watching as she began scribbling furiously

“Oh, what is that?!” Luffy questioned as he leaned in. Watching as the girl began to draw what looked to be a table, with each boxed being filled with a letter of the alphabet, adding some letters and numbers to the side and top of the table

“It’s a Grid code! Each letter and number stands for a specific letter! I just have to see where they intercept,” she prattled on as she continued writing away

“You already solved it?!” Ace gaped. The boy stared at the scribbles, shocked. He knew he wasn’t the best at solving puzzles, but he had thought himself to be above the girl in front of him.

“Told you she was smart,” Sabo boasted, a prideful glint in his eyes.

“Alright!” Dokucha exclaimed as she shot up from her spot, not paying any mind to the boys as she sprinted away following the directions she had deciphered from the map

“W-wait Dokucha! You need to wait for us!” Sabo called as he ran after the girl

“Don’t lose sight of her, Sabo!” Ace yelled as he, too, shot after the girl

“Hey! Wait for me!” Luffy cried as he followed after them

“Sabo, what the hell did your parents feed her?” Ace huffed out as he and Sabo threw themselves into the comfort of their sleeping bags. After they followed the girl as she traversed through the forest, crossed through rivers, and climbed mountains, they were exhausted, but it had been worth it after they had managed to find the biggest loot they had in years. To make it even better, it turns out that the plan had worked perfectly as Dokucha had also been tired out, not after running and bouncing around the place for another hour, which had also taken Luffy out.

“Well, our father and mother didn’t really fancy a daughter; they didn’t have any immediate use for her, so they just…locked her in a room, forcing her to study hours on end with no other entertainment but the books around her. So she hasn’t had the chance to run and play around like this.” Sabo sighed as he forced himself up and walked towards her, throwing a blanket over her and Luffy before returning to his spot next to Ace.

“Well, you’re parents are assholes, but we will show them, Sabo! Once we get our ship, we will show them all wrong.” he grinned as he lifted himself slightly to address his brother

“You will be a pirate that everyone will know the name of, and I will show Dokucha how big the world is and write a book about it.” Sabo grinned

“And Luffy will ****************” Ace cackled, remembering the jaw-dropping dream the crazy boy had uttered

“We will take this world by surprise, us four!”

Listen had to had my Oda moment with Luffy’s dream

@Imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

@hannahbarberra162

@epochal-oracle

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trix-or-treatz · 5 months ago

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I would like to please introduce the people to my baby boy, Sol, who started as just an Ace seraphim concept and then rapidly became his own guy also. I love him dearly.

More miscellaneous drawings (of varying degrees of finished) below the cut so as to not take up your whole dash <3

#one piece #one piece oc #one piece seraphim #seraphim ace #oc: sol #egghead spoilers #revolutionary army one piece #revolutionary sabo #flame emperor sabo #portgas d ace #fire fist ace #monkey d luffy #gear 5 luffy #trix art #trix ocs #<- new tag bc im hoping to post about them more

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dakumes · 2 months ago

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No regrets, or maybe a lot.

#One Piece #Portgas D Ace #Hiken no Ace #Sabo #Flame Emperor Sabo #Sabo the revolutionary #Mera and Nomi #Mera Mera No Mi #OC #The Revolutionary Army #Acesabo #AcexSabo #Acebo #Personification #Humanization #Now they have twins lol #yaoi

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sakura-rose12 · 3 months ago

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A continuation of this one

Not shown: Koala cussing Sabo out for nearly sabotaging the mission

#roseyart #one piece #oc #sabo #hail #canon x oc

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moonmaiden1996 · 4 months ago

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Hey! You wrote absolutely adorable headcanons about Law!! Could you please write hcns about Sabo too? 🙏🏻 Thank you anyway!! 🎀🩷

1. Sabo’s Gentle Yet Passionate Side

Sabo can be the type to play it cool, but when it comes to someone he loves, his intensity is unmatched. He’ll spoil you with his affection, but in a very subtle, meaningful way—like pulling you in for a soft kiss when no one’s looking or brushing his fingers through your hair during a quiet moment. He’s the type who’ll take the time to remember small details about you, whether it's your favorite food, what makes you laugh, or your quietest fears. His kisses are a mix of tenderness and passion, like he wants to keep you safe but also feels a burning desire to show you how much he loves you.

Spicy~~~~When he’s in the mood to be a little more intense, Sabo’s passion takes over, and he becomes a bit of a tease. He will be merciless. He’s got that cocky smirk, and his touch becomes more deliberate, his fingertips leaving a searing trail down your skin. He’ll lean in close, his breath warm on your neck as he whispers sweet, sultry things like, “I’m going to ruin you, have you squirt on these sheets, and everyone is going to hear how you scream for me.” Then he’ll pull back just before you can catch your breath, disappearing before you can react. He knows exactly how to drive you wild.

2. His Protective Instincts

Sabo’s loyalty runs deep, and it extends to anyone he cares about. When you’re in danger, he’s a force to be reckoned with—protecting you comes naturally to him. But it’s not just physical protection; it’s emotional too. He wants you to feel secure with him, knowing he’s someone you can always rely on. If you're upset, he'll drop everything to comfort you. In moments like these, he’s soft and understanding, his heart on his sleeve.

Spicy~~~~ After a long, stressful day where he’s been doing everything to protect you, Sabo will take you in his arms, running his hands up your back with a little more pressure than usual, a silent promise to take care of you in more ways than one. He’d whisper about how badly he wants you, maybe even giving you an "I deserve you" look before kissing you senseless, his hips grinding hard against yours.

3. Sabo’s Playful, Flirty Side

Don’t be fooled by his serious nature at times—Sabo has a playful and flirty side, especially with someone he’s romantically involved with. He can get a bit cheeky, teasing you in a way that makes your heart race. He’s the type who’ll drop little flirtatious remarks, but always with a smirk, like he knows exactly what effect he’s having on you. You’ll often find him casually brushing against you or giving you these lingering looks that leave you wondering if he’s thinking what you’re thinking.

Spicy~~~His teasing can sometimes escalate into something much more playful and spontaneous. Picture a moment where Sabo’s got you cornered in a secluded spot, his lips dangerously close to yours, and he's smirking as he slowly leans in, only to pull away at the last second. "You’re gonna have to catch me first, sweetheart," he’d say, the challenge in his voice all too tempting.

4. His Soft Side Comes Out in the Quiet Moments

Sabo may be known for his fierce loyalty to his brothers and his serious resolve in the face of danger, but when he’s alone with you, there’s a softness to him that not many get to see. He loves the quiet moments the most—when it’s just the two of you sitting together, maybe sharing a meal, watching the sunset, or just talking about anything and everything. His hand always finds yours, fingers interlaced, and he’d pull you closer, just wanting to be near you.

Spicy~~~ During these peaceful moments, his touch becomes more intimate. As you’re resting against him, he’ll slide a hand down your waist, slowly pulling you into his lap or close against his chest. But his favorite is to have you sitting on his lap. With a low whisper, he’d tell you how beautiful you are, fingers trailing along your neck and collarbone, the heat building until the air between you both becomes electric.

5. The "Lost in You" Moment

Sabo’s love for you runs deep, and when he looks at you, you can see it in his eyes—like he’s completely lost in you. He doesn’t often express how much you mean to him with grand gestures, but when he’s vulnerable, he’ll look at you with such raw emotion. It’s in the quiet way he calls you by your name, the way his hand brushes against yours when no one’s watching. These moments mean the world to him, and they’ll mean the world to you, too.

Spicy ~~~~When Sabo gets lost in the depth of his feelings for you, the intensity of the moment skyrockets. He’s usually the one who can take control in the bedroom, but in these moments, he’ll let you take charge, his usual confident self giving way to an overwhelming sense of surrender. He will let you do whatever you desire. He wants to feel every inch of you and will happily let you take the lead, whispering how much he needs you as you slide down onto him.

6. Sabo’s Secret Romantic Gestures

He may not be the type to send you flowers or write love letters, but Sabo’s romantic gestures are subtle and meaningful. He’ll surprise you with little things: your favorite snack after a hard day, a warm coat on a chilly evening, or an extra blanket when you’re cold. It’s these quiet actions that show just how deeply he cares for you, how attuned he is to your needs without you even having to ask.

Spicy~~~~ When he gets really lost in you, his gestures take on a more intimate tone. Maybe he’ll pull you close, not saying anything, just giving you a passionate kiss that leaves you breathless, before whispering against your lips, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” He knows just how to make you feel desired, with every touch, every kiss, all directed at making you feel as loved and wanted as possible before he gets his knees smirking up at you as he pulls your panties down your legs.

7. The Emotional Rollercoaster

When it comes to you, Sabo isn’t afraid to be emotionally vulnerable, despite his stoic exterior. He’s fiercely protective, but when he feels the weight of everything in his life, including his brothers and his responsibilities, he’ll open up to you, looking for solace and comfort. It’s in these moments you’ll see the intensity of his emotions—a mix of passion, responsibility, and love, all directed toward you.

Spicy~~~After seeing Luffy again, Sabo will be raw, happy, but emotionally conflicted. When Sabo lets his guard down, there’s this heightened sense of closeness between you both. He’ll kiss you with a desperation that speaks volumes, his hands trembling as they trace the curves of your body, pushing you against the nearest surface. His strong hand rips through any barrier between you two. The passion feels raw, fueled by everything he’s just expressed and everything he feels in this tender moment.

The Dominant Sabo

Sabo has a strong, dominant side when it comes to intimacy, and he’s not afraid to show it. When you’re alone, he can’t help but take control, not in an overbearing way, but with a quiet, assured confidence. He knows what he wants, and he wants you. His touch is commanding, and when you give him that look, the one that says, "I’m yours," he’s all in, the passion between you both growing like wildfire.

Spicy~~~~ Once Sabo feels like you’re fully at ease, he takes the lead, slow and deliberate in his actions. He’ll kiss you deeply, before pushing you down onto the bed, a wicked smirk curling at the edges of his lips as he whispers, “Let me take care of you tonight.” He’ll tease you just enough to drive you crazy. “You are completely mine to please.”

I wrote this ages ago and forgot to post it! Honestly have no idea why! But here you go.

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sashi-ya · 9 months ago

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ エロチックトバー２０２４> MDNI / EXPLICIT CONTENT

STICKY HONEYMOON 🍼 SABO X F! READER ＫINKTOBER DAY 9: CREAMPIE

🐙 requested by: Anonymous. Hey! 🎀 May I request Sabo(OP) x female reader for the 9th day, please? I'm not sure if I can ask for this, but let it be in the style of Fluff with a bit of spice, just like our blond. Thank you and wishing you inspiration! ⚠️ tw: mdni. explicit content. as requested it is fluffy and smutty 💕 a couple of newlyweds enjoying their honeymoon with loads of sex. cream pie. masturbation. and so much lovemaking. 🐙 wc: 1,1 k // kinktober 24 masterlist // join the taglist

Arms like snakes all around your body. Sabo’s golden locks grazing your nape, his nose buried on your spine. Warm breath wetting the space in between your shoulder blades. His fiery hands hanging on your belly, hardness against your ass…

“Nmhg…” Sabo mutters, as he inhales the scent of your skin. It is late, very late. Night has fallen some hours ago, with bodies sore from the day… you’ve chosen your honeymoon to be an adventurous one.

“Mh? What is it, babe?” you ask, lifting your ass a little bit more so that you can feel his erection growing bigger against you. Being the little spoon with your now husband, is all you want for the night.

Sabo knows, exactly, what you are doing. And excitement, lust and need turns a little flame into a big fire…

“I love you…” he murmurs, planting a peck on your shoulder. His hips begin to move; it feels as if he was dry humping on against your buttocks. “I still can’t believe you have finally become my wife…”

You smile against the pillow, a beam so big can’t even fit your face. Sabo can be this and even more romantic when it comes to you.

“I love you too, my sweet husband…” you whisper back, passing your hand to the back, caressing his hip side with a loving sexy graze. Such graze, then, turns into your nails clawing into his milky skin… and that, to him, it only means one simple thing; go ahead Sabo-kun, fuck me!

Needless to say, both lay naked on silky sheets. Already sweat imbued fabric, as it’s been putting up with nights of hot love making sessions. And tonight, it won’t be the exception.

“What you want, mh? You want me deep inside you again?” Sabo asks, whispering right into your ear, biting your lobe right after.

You giggle, once again your nails carve marks on his flesh. Pulling him even closer to your ass, you can even feel how his hard sex slides in between your cheeks.

“Deep, yes. Very deep, babe… plus, this time, I want you to fill me up with your cum” you request; the intimacy of your relationship has stripped you from any shame whatsoever.

Sabo grunts, there is only so much a man can take. He can be strong, but those words are simply a detrimental move you have just made.

His right hand slides down your waist up to your lower belly and then to your sex. His fingers wander through your anatomy, separating your folds just enough to reach your clit. Sabo finds those lands as expected; wet, more than dampened. He gloats, he knows his dick will slide so deliciously in and out, and the sound of every ram will be music to his ears.

He begins tracing circles on your pleasure button, as his free hand reaches for your left breast. Erect, hard, sensitive, that’s how he finds it everything he touches on your body.

You react to his pinching and massaging, whimpering low, jolting every time he stimulates it all at the same time. His sex, as well, hasn’t been left out of this intercourse prelude; it, by itself and powered by increasing hardness and throbbing pulses, moves in the search of your entrances. Coated by your honeys, that have already wet the inner side of your thighs, and mixing with his own precum, finds enough lubrication to finally meet with your fleshy folds.

“Fuck me, please…” his masturbation can be perfect, but the heat growing stronger inside you and walls that ache to be stretched get the best of you. “Fuck me, Sabo… I want you so deep inside of me…”

You didn’t need to ask, and still Sabo enjoys such pleading like a trophy, like a medal. Ego bursting; ego and shaft exploding.

“Are you sure you want me inside you, my sweet wife?” he asks, enjoying a little bit more how your hips move on their own, desperate to feel him pumping into you.

“Dear husband, if you don’t fuck me right now…” you playfully -and perhaps even a little cranky- threaten him.

The blond revolutionary laughs sweetly; there is nothing more he could ever want now than to fuck you as you ask. And so, he does…

On its own, with a simple forth hip movement, his sex finally penetrates you. It takes him no effort, as it seems your body has been made for his, and his has been made for yours. Truly soul, mind and flesh mates.

He hugs your waist from behind, ramming into you so deeply and violently, exactly as you like it.

The back of your head fall on his shoulder, reaching with your mouth his. Million kisses that deepen the more the in and out rhythm increases. It lets the commissure of your lips shiny, erratic tongues sometimes can’t be precise, and the need for oxygen also makes it even more messy.

And just as predicted, your juices both mix and let him move so perfectly in sync with you, and the sound of the slapping skins play a sinful ambrosial melody. But it is what abandons your lips from time to time what makes it even magical; whispered, breath, inhaled “I love yous” fill the room, the love nest you both chose to consummate your marriage.

Your milking walls, your spasming muscles, your moans and whines…

“Don’t stop… don’t… stop… I’m close, please-” “ngh… not… stopping….”

Your pleads. His grunts. The scent of sex...

“Were… you- for real? Inside?” “Fill me the fuck up Sabo, I beg you please… I am… about to… fuck…”

Sabo takes a deep breath; he needs to get ready; he is about to burst and your core to be flooded with his relief. Sabo is desperate, your climax keeps milking him with no mercy, it feels like you are going to drown his cum from him and he can’t stop it…

“Take it all inside babe… I want to make you so fucking full” he grunts, giving the final thrust to reach for the deepest possible spot.

You can’t even talk, you are just still orgasming, still trembling, savouring the incipient pulses of Sabo’s climax. His belly becomes hard, his arms lock you against his dick; there is no scape now, you are trapped there to be overfilled with his seed.

Seed so hot it feels like a burning fire taking over your womb, getting to every little corner of your anatomy, going in with pressure as Sabo pushes your lower belly down… oh, Sabo-kun… it feels like fire, it fills so good.

“I love you, my sweet husband… thank you for the treat” “We are just starting, babe… you are still not even remotely full of it”

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mikoyamisheadcanonblog · 10 months ago

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Kid, Sabo, And, Shanks Wedding/Engagement

🌷Kid🌷

🌷Engagement Ring🌷

🌷Wedding Ring🌷

🌷Wedding Song: Black Wedding- In this Moment🌷 🌷It takes Kid forever to propose and such, his S/O and him have been living a comfortable life of theirs for a while. He doesn’t really get the whole point of weddings having never cared or been to one. He most likely got the idea from crew members mentioning a wedding or if his S/O wants one.

🌷The proposal isn’t much, it just came to him when he is watching his lover doing something simple, they always do when he thinks of proposing and knowing this is the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with them, and he will ask point blank for his S/O’s hand in marriage. They will later go shopping for a ring.

🌷The wedding isn’t much thought he just grabbed what he thought weddings should have, they have flowers he will buy that, chairs and seats for the guest he grabbed mismatched chairs. Not till Killer or someone in his crew takes over does the wedding becomes less chaotic.

🌷 He will wear a suit for his wedding though he will be uncomfortable with his red hair slicked back. He will look clean-cut with only one arm torn to fit in his metallic arm, holding a red tulip as he waits for S/O to come.

🌷The wedding is small (unless his S/O wants a huge wedding) with just the Kid Pirate crew and people his S/O found to be important. They will exchange their vows before he tilts his S/O back deepening the kiss, and feeling them up in front of people.

🎩Sabo🎩

🎩Engagement Ring🎩

🎩Wedding Ring🎩

🎩Wedding Song: I Won't Give Up-Jason Mraz🎩

🎩Sabo has been in love with his S/O for a while as he is always trying to think of when and how to propose to his S/O he always imagines just seeing the ring on his S/O finger and such does gets him a bit excited but he has to plan everything correctly and life itself is so busy.

🎩When he does finally get the chance he just plops down on one knee with his S/O when they are alone and just asks the question casually. It could be when they are surrounded by paperwork and he sees his S/O also stressed about work or just when they are sitting and eating and such.

🎩The wedding would be quick as life is busy and such but he honestly would have it the way his S/O would have planned it. He just would love for it to be simple, as he is a simple guy himself.

🎩He doesn’t dress too differently than normal as he would be standing at the alter with a giant grin on his face as he watches his S/O. His hair would be slicked back and his top hat would have a flower on his hat with Dragon probably being the priest.

🎩He will give his S/O a simple kiss on the lips as he is excited fingers tangled together as he stares at the ring he chose for them to wear and loves it. He is ready for another adventure at sea with his S/O by his side.

🍶Shanks🍶

🍶Engagement Ring🍶

🍶Wedding Ring🍶

🍶Wedding Song: Lucky-Jason Mraz🍶

🍶He always testing the water with his S/O asking about marriage and their idea of weddings and marriage getting ideas on what would be the perfect proposal for his S/O it is such simple little questions or causal conversations that his S/O probably doesn’t really figure anything out for a while.

🍶He has the perfect proposal planned when he finally does feel like popping the question and all his men know their roles and what to do to help create the perfect proposal and such but in the end, what happens is one drunken night he pops the question with his head on his lover’s lap. Of course they say yes.

🍶When he finds out what happens the next morning, he just laughs it off and such and tells his S/O what he had planned and asks if they still want to plan it the same way or just go with his drunken proposal he would be happy either way because his S/O says yes.

🍶He would dress up as well as the rest of the Red-Haired Pirate crew. In tux hair slicked back. If his S/O wants him too, he had planned everything to what they would like. The wedding more than likely would be huge as people do like Shanks and want to support him on his special day, even if they planned small word probably spread and people would congratulate him.

🍶His kiss is soft at first before he deepens it and holds his S/O with his one good hand tilting them back and kissing them. He is excited and he isn’t too shy with public displays of affection.

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