alex-hq08

[alex-hq08]

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Character(s): Portgas D. Ace, AFAB!Reader, Marco (Mentioned in passing)

Plot: You wake up stuck in a tight storage box after a beach party with the crew. To your surprise, you're stuck in an unfavorable position with another person... Portgas D. Ace.

Warning(s): NSFW (18+) Content | MDNI, Mild Choking, Drinking (Mentioned in passing), Accidental Sex, Accidental Penetration, Weird Circumstances but you both roll with it anyway, Creampie(s), Multiple Orgasm(s), Excessive amounts of cum (From both of you), Slightly pervert! Ace. Plot what plot? Porn with no plot. — For missed warnings, just DM! 🫡

Note: Ace gets me horny af — 3.9k words of pure filth.

You were blackout drunk last night.

Which is why you didn't know how exactly you ended up in this position, or place. Pressed so close, with the feeling of someone behind you in this extremely cramped place. You could barely see once you woke up, eyes still adjusting to the dark environment. You groan, trying to wipe your eyes, but even that was difficult. It took a few minutes before you felt rustling behind you and realized that the other person who got stuck with you in this unfortunate situation was just getting up as well, yawning loudly.

"Hm? Where are we— Huh? Why is it so cramped in here? Can't move my arms." He says.

You press your head against his accidentally. "Ace!" 

Ace groans, and you utter an apology. "Sorry, I didn't mean that. I thought I was stuck with a stranger for a sec."

Ace hums. 

"At any rate, we have to get out of here. But I can't move my arms..." You mutter.

"...I can just burn this thing down." 

You seethe, and you move, or at least try to. "You want to burn me too!?" 

"Ah, right," Ace replied dumbly.

It was quiet for a bit as you both pondered over the whole thing, with you trying to see if you could move your arms more to try and push at the ceiling. It wasn't until Ace called you out quietly, "...(Name)."

"Yeah?"

Ace stopped, thinking whether he should tell you what's on his mind. But he does. "Can you stop moving for a bit?" He says, voice a little shaky.

You hum. Curious, did he find a way to get out of here? "Why—" 

Then you felt it—something hard poking through you. You were in a bikini, which you can still mildly recall why. The Moby Dick landed on a summer island yesterday, deciding to relax and have fun for a bit; the crew went on to have a beach party that lasted for the whole day. Then you got drunk sometime in the evening, and... that was it. That was all you could remember.

This is exactly why you froze immediately, hands pressing onto the hard surface before you. 

"W-What's that?"

Ace clammed up. He was glad you weren't facing him because it was humiliating for this to happen; at least he didn't have to face you as he said it. Ace pretends to clear his throat and looks away, afraid that if his eyes drifted to you, he'd impossibly meet your gaze. Who knows, maybe you had eyeballs behind your head. Ace can't risk that!

"Morning wood." He finally airs out.

The boy half-expected you to sputter, react violently, or try harder to escape this space. But you were silent, and Ace didn't know if he should be relieved or even more worried.

"W-well! We should find a way to get out of here quickly, then. So..." You pitch with a voice shaky, while your shy demeanor is evident, which makes Ace smile lightly despite the current situation. It's only now that he noticed your bare neck, hair splayed onto the side like his arm beneath his head. After his eyes adjusted, he could see your position more clearly, how you curved right into him, how his legs and yours were tangled, how soft the skin of your thigh was beneath his free hand that laid openly on it. His eyes quickly darted upwards to rid himself of his thoughts, but on the way, he saw your squished mounds. Even through the side, he wished he could get a better look.

Fuck. Ace felt his pants stir, he felt his dick twitch at the realization of your closeness. He tried to distract himself, squinting into the dark and focusing on other things, so he stared at your hidden face and saw how your ears were visibly more red than the rest of your skin; rather, dark. Darker than the rest of your skin. Were you blushing? So cute. 

Ace grunts and you make a small noise that makes the boy grasp your thigh tighter, and his hips move on instinct.

Realizing his actions, he was quick to sputter an apology. "S-sorry! I— I didn't mean to." 

"M sorry too..." You mumble out, followed by heavy breaths. The small space was heating up quickly, and it was not because of Ace's devil fruit. Ace's hand on your thigh felt heavy and searing on your skin. A small sheen of sweat was forming on both your half-naked bodies that craved lesser and lesser distance from each other. It didn't help that Ace was drawing mindless figures on your exposed skin and was practically breathing down your neck.

"(Name)..." He whispers deeply, slowly moving his hand up from your thigh to your hip, where the small string of your black bikini hangs. His fingers went underneath them for a bit, only to pinch the skin there lightly before caressing up to your stomach, making it clench from the ticklish sensation. 

"Ace... What are you... Hng~" Your moan cut off the question as his hand moved to one of your covered breasts. 

"You're so soft..." He says lowly, and you feel ticklish once more as his hair meets your neck before you feel a sloppy kiss and a small nibble on the skin that makes you mewl a little. Your eyes and his were half-lidded at this point. Neither of you knew if this hazy delirium was from the lack of air or pure arousal. Maybe both.

"S so hard, baby." Ace whines before kissing your neck to try and ground himself. And you know what?

"You can use my thighs..." You finally say. And you know that after you both get out of here, you'll be regretting that statement for the longest time, but... "L-Let's think about... Mhh," He squeezes your mound, thumb rubbing lazy circles through the thin bikini hiding your nipple. "The.. Uh," You turn mindless for a second, squirming and unintentionally grinding more against his erection, which in turn made him grind against you, too.

"...The consequences later."

Pulling his lips away from your nape where he gave you a nasty hickey from all his biting, Ace was simple in his reply. "Yeah. Yeah, okay."

And it was supposed to be simple, just like that. He'd hump your thighs, he'll cum, and you two can finally focus on finding a way to get out of this cramped space. But just as Ace finally managed to slip his heavy cock out that slapped your ass involuntarily, the peculiar box moved and flipped.

So now, he was on top of you. Arms caging you lowly, your breasts squished beneath as Ace tried with all his might not to crush you with his weight. But it was difficult enough to hold this plank-like position for too long. Not to mention that his dick was threatening to enter your barely covered kitty, probing at the leaking and pleading hole.

"Holy fuck, you're so wet."

"Sh-shut up. You can't use that..!"

Ace grunts, feeling the slowly creeping cramp on his forearms. "Y-yeah,"

And it slips both your minds even to ask or try anything to get out at that point because the next harsh rumble of the confinement forced Ace to half-crush you. By that, I mean that he accidentally pushed his cock all the way inside you, your bikini conveniently moving to the side because of your slick.

It took half a second for either of you to process what happened. But once that half a second of silence passed, it took everything in both of you not to bust right on the spot, heads thrown back and screaming, with Ace knocking the ceiling of the box with his own, but too deep in pleasure to even give a fuck about the pain.

"OH, FUUUUCK!" Ace moans.

"Y-YOUR COCK'S T'BIIIGG!" You squeal.

There was this bolt of electricity that ran through both of you at the same time, and you really tried your best, but Ace practically crushed your womb in one go and kept pulsing so good that you couldn't stop the snapping in your core. So intense and so, so wet, your orgasm started spraying all over your and Ace's bottom halves. You squirted. Pussy clamping up tighter than it already was, which Ace thought was impossible since he even briefly thought you were a virgin or something because he's never felt this way before. Never felt so pussydrunk.

Ace tried. He really did try. Tried to stop the cum from climbing all the way up his cock with teeth-gritting so harshly from all the effort. But your breathless moans, your arched back, your soft ass, and how you gave him a half-lidded fucked out stare from behind made all his effort go to waste. His cum sprayed as he grunted. His hips grinding into you was now outside of his control. All his body knew was that he had to push his dick deeper so you can take what he has to give.

"HNG! Take it out, take it— Ahhhh, hah... Ace...!" You involuntarily moaned out his name instead of calling it out normally. You couldn't help it. His hard cock managed to slip inside you and now you can feel him so deep inside you. So, so deep. Can feel his protruding veins pulsing, the intense twitching as it filled you... It was too much.

"I-I can't." Ace mumbled into your hair. Your scent was overtaking him, and it didn't help that it felt like his tip was inside something deeper within your heavenly pussy that sucked him in too good.

"Wh-what do you mean you can't?!" You reply, voice high and nervous as you trembled slightly just from the slight movement.

"Can't move my hips that far, baby. Too tight." For a second, you didn't know if he meant the box-like place you were trapped in or your pussy, already in a growing daze.

You bit your lip, trying to suppress the moans threatening to slip out. You could hear Ace breathe heavily behind you, and you think about how he's faring. Is he embarrassed too? Is he enjoying it? Or is he grossed out? Does he feel dread for being stuck in this with you and having no choice but to get off using you? 

On Ace's side, however... Fuck. He feels bad, totally; he really does. He didn't mean to get as hard as he did. At first, it was just morning wood, and then... God, this is embarrassing. Because if this kept going as it did, Ace was definitely going to cum early. Again. It was embarrassing the first time. He couldn't possibly do it again the second time. For him, you were always this mysterious figure. He couldn't quite read you outside of being Whitebeard's daughter. 

He shook his head, ridding himself of any complicated thoughts. 

Let's think about the consequences later, you did say. So Ace thought with his dick when he made the stupid decision to let the fire burn from his back, making your eyes shoot back to him in a panic, which he only returned with a cheeky smirk. The next thing that met you both was the bright morning light of the sun. The abandoned storage box by the rocks and white sand of the beach has been blown to bits as Ace immediately kicked off the 'ceiling' he burnt to ashes, landing on the crashing waves and shocking the creature that was probably the reason why the box flipped around.

Ace threatened the lion with a smaller dose of his Fire Fist, hitting the sand and making the large creature cower and run back into the trees before he finally spared a glance at you, who was trying to get up already. Except you were still caged between Ace's knees.

In this light, Ace could see clearly your bare skin. He always knew you were pretty, but didn't really think much because of how you hid so much of your skin until... Well, until now. He wonders what changed. Eh, he'll think about it later. For now... 

"Do.. Do you want to stop?" He shamelessly asks you with bated breath, hard cock slapping his bare stomach after briefly pulling out of you. He tries to stop his eyes from drifting down to where his cum was dripping right out of you, down to your exposed thighs.

"Do you want to stop?" You ask shyly.

Ace's eyes turned a little droopy as he dipped his head into the side of your neck, his dick now nestled between your thighs. He mumbled into the skin, proceeding to press a wet kiss on it before whispering in your ear as his hands drifted from your tits to the fat of your ass.

"No."

And it was fast going on from there. With the cover of the storage box gone, there was enough space for Ace to fuck you right where you were. He was stroking his wet dick whilst pushing you down, your hands finding recluse on the edge of the container. You looked behind, your eyes meeting. Ace wanted to eat you up, make the tears cascading down your cheeks increase, and he wanted to put you in so many different positions. But he knew, oh he knew, if he didn't fuck your pussy again, he'll probably never will ever again.

Ace leans in to lick one of your tears away, making you whimper. "You're so pretty, hm? My pretty girl." He says, the hand stroking his cock, moving on to tracing lightly over your stomach again, his tip catching right unto your hole as he teased, entering it only a little.

You noticed Ace moving from kissing you on the cheek to the lid of your eye and slowly moving to your lips, which made you yelp and interrupt him. "No!" Catching Ace by surprise, he watches you pursed your lips before he can even get a taste. Hm? So you'll let him fuck you, but you won't let him kiss you?

"N-no kissing..." You continue lowly, guilt sounding evidently from your voice, which made Ace chuckle. Ah, well, whatever. His lips move to pepper kisses to your jaw instead.

"Alright, alright. Don't cry." Despite being relatively the same age, it was incredibly cute how a pirate, no less, to be shy about kissing. Or perhaps you already like someone? Ace didn't know why, but the thought made him buck his hips with a hint of an ugly feeling in his chest. You moan his name loudly from the sudden intrusion.

"No one's ever taken me this well," He remarks with a punctuated thrust and a deep groan at the end.

"...Cause you've never tried me." You reply with a salacious tone while looking back from your shoulder and batting your lashes at him with the deep arch you were sporting, which almost made Ace's eyebrows shoot up from your unexpected boldness. But that quickly devolved into a smirk, his hands now grasping your hips tightly.

"Oh, I'll try you, princess." He says.

And that was the exact moment where you both started the full-fledged fuck that you were too shy to offer earlier. Brutal thrusts came from behind you as Ace's right arm wrapped around your breasts, squishing the mounds and stimulating your nipples with every slap of skin that had you drooling. His other free arm moved in front of your waist, fingers dancing around your sweaty skin until it reached your incredibly sensitive clit. The simple tap made you jerk and moan.

"So sensitive, you like being fucked like this? You ever been fucked like this, huh?" Ace talked a lot with you. In particular, he talked a lot with you because his previous endeavors usually were a one-and-done, noisier than he was usually, and he didn’t care enough for them that he was sure of. Though he had an inkling that would be the case here too, you just simply drove him insane, pussy making him babble on and on, making him wish that this’d never end.

"N-No, never been— Ah, yes! God, never been fucked like this, keep going, please, don't stop." If Ace knew any better, it would seem like you were the same.

"Have no plans to, baby, don't worry your pretty little head 'bout— Ugh... getting dumb on me." He grinds his hips against you, your womb directly meeting his thick tip. You were trembling, knees shaking, and Ace was holding you up with his arm by your tits, and his hand on your nub was the only thing holding you up properly at this point.

Unconsciously, steam was rising from Ace's back as he felt himself getting hotter the more he drilled inside you. It was a new sensation for him. The sensation of not wanting to stop until his balls are drained of cum. Luckily, he still had half— a quarter— of his mind not to burn you.

"Ah! Ah! I'm gonna cum again, Ace! Ace!" The warning made him hide his face into the junction of your neck and shoulder, biting the skin as he felt his orgasm rising and rising. His hips stuttered for a bit as his hand that wasn't furiously pressing on to your clit fidgeted with your right boob, pulling harshly on the nipple there, making you mewl. "O-OOOOH! Oh, God. You’re so goooood."

The boy was drunk on you, addicted, overdosed, and when your hand moved his, guiding it to enclose around your neck while you fucked yourself against his slowing thrusts to get you going again, endlessly mumbling: 

"Don't stop, you can't stop, need your cum, baby. You hav'to give it to me. Please, please, please." 

"If I had known you were going to be this cock hungry, I would've made you my slut a long time ago. Hm? You want to be my little slut, huh?" Ace's hand suddenly tightened around your neck, making you roll your eyes back as drool fell from the side of your mouth.

Amidst the sound of the waves crashing onto the shore, cicadas and birds singing in the tropical trees, the distant, heavy, and fast plap plap plap plap was mixing with nature's sound. Oh, and along with a shrill cry of:

"YEEEEEEEES! FUCK ME! I'M CUMM— HNG! I'M CUMMING!!" You squeal, pussy gushing out waters that could combat the ocean. The sensation made Ace grip you tighter, his already leaking cock and sticky thrusts where massive amounts of white strings of cum connected his and your hips together rode it out as he also was...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" It felt like a huge load was taken right off his balls when he came, making him feel light and airy. His hips still thrust as you both sagged on the storage box, all fucked out and heaving. Both of you felt the burning sensation of sensitivity, and yet neither made a move to actively stop until minutes later, finally beginning the descent from your quick visit to heaven.

"That..." Ace heaves from behind you, hands roaming around your torso, feeling his clingy disposition coming forward. "Was the best fuck I've ever had." He refrained from adding, Please tell me it was the same for you, too.

"Me too..." You reply meekly, a little fatigued. Thank God.

"We should get cleaned up. The crew must've wondered where we went off to," Ace said, getting up, reluctantly pulling out of you before tucking himself back in his swim trunks. Hand gesturing to the calm ocean pulling and pushing at the clean sand whilst offering a hand for you to take. "Here, come on, let's get up, pretty. Look, we can wash quickly in the sea."

You unconsciously pout, which Ace finds cute, which is stupid because... Why didn't Ace pay attention to you sooner!? 

"My legs feel like jelly." You complain lightly, facing him as you adjusted your crooked bikini that briefly gave Ace a quick flash of your nipples and the extremely soft-looking mounds that he had the privilege of feeling up earlier; it bounced as you adjusted the straps to cover them properly once more; eliciting a creeping blush from his neck up to his cheeks. He didn't get the chance to appreciate them fully, and the thought made him sag for a bit because he wanted to explore you even more.

Wanted to explore your supple thighs, see if you can make him cum just as fast with your hands... Or maybe your mouth... He loved the small pudge your tummy made when you sat curved as you made one last check on your bikini before looking up at him to flash him a gummy smile and a thumbs up. He returned the smile as you took his hand and got up. He unconsciously let it fall upon your lower back once you got up, and you both got out of the storage box and walked to the sea to wash off any remnants of your... Endeavors.

Ace briefly enjoyed the calm moment. You were both hip-deep in the waters; Ace opted to wash his whole body instead while you decided to splash some on your face and try to comb through your hair. When Ace reemerged, you gave him a soft smile.

"So..." Ace starts.

"Ace," You call.

"Oh, you can go first!" You both say, hands shaking. A sweat dropped on both your cheeks by the time you both finished saying the sentence at the same time. But Ace conceded, "Ladies first."

"It's not really a big deal. But, uhm," You begin, hands fidgeting with the string of your bikini by your hip. Ace was tempted to stare but looked into your eyes instead, listening intently. "This is a one-time thing, right?" A heavyweight.

I mean… “Sure.” If you want it to. “I mean— I mean, yeah. I don't—” I don't do relationships. “Yeah. It is. Don't worry.” He says, not meeting your eyes, hand suddenly finding intrigue in the stray hair on his forehead, pushing it back with the rest that was slicked back by the saltwater.

You let out a visible sigh of relief, and Ace didn't know how to feel about that. “Can you keep this a secret, please?”

“Why?” Ace immediately realized how it may have come off to you, “Wait, no! I mean, I will, but—!” Ace stops his rambling when you let out an airy laugh.

“You know you always looked so smooth when you flirted with other people,” you say between laughs. Ace’s brows furrow in mock frustration, a pout coming from his lips while his cheeks burnt. “What’s that supposed to mean?” 

His faux anger dissipated when you lightly tapped your palm on his chest, making him look at you again, crinkles deep in your eyes. “Aw, don't worry. People like it, don't they? I can see why.” 

“Sh-Shut up!” Ace raised his voice by an octave, trying to move into deeper waters. If he was any younger and was still going through puberty, he was so sure his voice would have cracked. 

“Hey! I’m joking, I’m joking,” You say. But you weren't very convincing because you were still chuckling. “You’ll drown if you go too deep. I can't save you, you know. We’ll both die. I’ll tell you the reason, so come back.”

Ace stood for a moment, a few ways farther from you. When he glanced back, you looked at him with such simple, pleading eyes, sported with a cheeky smile to boot when he moved closer to relent.

“Fine…”

“...You have to keep this a secret, too.” Your voice grows timid, hand grasping his wrist now.

Ace doesn't speak, waiting for you to continue.

“I like Marco.”

[alex-hq08]

As a bisexual men are hot I can agree with that…

But WOMEN!!! They’re fucking beautiful. The makeup, the jewelry, their hair, their clothes and THE PERFUME!!! Omg 🤭