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becausesomething · 3 days ago

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i read every single one of your works in one sitting and oh my god. your mind. your words. you're easily one of the best writers on this hellsite. it should be a crime you don't have more followers because your writing is criminally underrated

i saw you were taking requests and i don't want anything too specific but there isn't that much ace content and i really miss my man. a bit of hurt/comfort bc i love pain and then kissing it better

i was thinking something along the line of your Follow Through work (sorry if it feels repetitive but i live for this type ace content) but really I'll be happy with whatever you put out just have fun and go to town with it <3

Ahhh thank you so much this is so sweet 😭😭 I only started posting really recently so receiving sweet messages like this feels so unreal honestly, it just makes my heart so full. I loved writing this, I always love writing sweet stuff for Ace, so thank you for giving me an excuse to write something in this vein again! I hope you like it 💙

Blinders On

Pairing: Ace x Reader

SFW

Summary: You're in love with Ace. Everybody seems to know this but him. Warnings: Fluff, Miscommunication, A Little Self Loathing, Very Little Hurt/Lots of Comfort Word Count: 2.2k

You really can’t tell if Ace is politely rejecting you, or if he simply doesn’t understand your advances. You’re being terribly obvious, enough so that the rest of the ship (and probably the entire rest of the fleet) are well aware, teasing you for it at any given opportunity. If you have to hear one more man making obnoxious smooching noises whenever you two walk past you’re going to throttle someone.

“It’s honestly getting pathetic at this point.”

“Yeah, it hurts to see someone put their pride on the line like this with no reward in sight. Bring a tear to my eye, really.”

Their voices are teasing, not cruel, but your shoulders tense anyway. You hate feeling pathetic. If he just turned you down, you would be more than willing to just lick your wounds and move on, no matter how hard it hurt. But he never did. He never pulled away, or pushed you further from him. He just never pulled you closer, either. You were left in limbo, treading the line between friend and lover, never crossing to either side.

“What’s got you frowning like that?” You jump when you feel two fingers at the edges of your lips, gently forcing them into a smile. Ace is in front of you, nearly nose to nose, and you can see the candlelight dancing in his eyes and painting his cheeks a gentle orange. He looks beautiful, as always, as he grins at you. “That’s better. Now you try again without my help.”

You force your mouth into a smile despite yourself.

“There we go.” He laughs quietly, and you can feel his warm breath on your face. He’s horribly, unbearably close, close enough that you would barely have to move to feel his lips against yours. The urge is overwhelming, but you can’t let yourself, so you scoot back slightly, smile growing a bit shakier.

He frowns a bit, something unnamed flashing in his eyes, before he leans a little further back as well. “Care to share what made you so upset? You were glaring a hole into the table.”

“Oh it’s…it’s nothing big. Don’t worry about it.” You frankly would rather throw yourself overboard than look Ace in the eye that you were sitting here pathetically pining over him.

He frowns deeper. “You know you can always share with me, right? I’m a good listener, I swear.” A mocking laugh explodes behind him from a nearby eavesdropper, and he leans forward before muttering, “I’m good at listening to you, at least.”

Your cheeks heat. You don’t want to embarrass yourself like this, but he’s looking at you with those sweet puppy dog eyes, and maybe this could be a chance for you to finally figure out how he feels about you. “Well…it’s just…” your eyes slide to the several crewmates visibly listening in. “Can we talk in private?”

“Of course!” He’s on his feet instantly, offering you his hand to help you up. He pulls you up as though you weigh nothing, and while that makes your stomach flutter a bit, it’s nothing compared to the way he keeps a hold on your hand while leading you away. You can feel the heat radiating from him, every callus on his hand, the way his fingers lightly rub against the back of your hand. It takes all of your self control not to melt.

He leads you to his room, leading to wolf whistles from some passersby, and you internally groan at all of the comments you’re going to get after this. But he gently sets you on his bed before kicking off his boots and sitting next to you, on his knees, looking at you expectantly. “Is this good?”

“Yeah, thanks, Ace.” He gives a blinding smile at that, terribly pleased to have helped. “So I’ve been dealing with…an issue, lately.”

He nods, urging you onward.

“So there’s this guy…”

He winces, the expression so quick you almost miss it.

“And I’ve been trying to figure out how he feels about me.” You curl in on yourself a little tighter. “But I genuinely can’t tell if he’s noticed how I feel and he just doesn’t…feel the same, or if he somehow doesn’t know.” This is terrifying, laying it all bare, but if it leaves a chance for something else, something better, isn’t it worth it to be brave?

But Ace remains silent. His face is frozen halfway between shock and despair, staring at you with wide eyes. You blink at him, confused, and gently reach forward to take his hand. “Ace?”

He flinches when you touch him. “Ah! Um, sorry. Advice. You wanted advice.”

“If you’re willing? You don’t have to.”

“No, I–I can.” He seems flustered, but you can’t really tell which part of this shook him. You try to brace yourself for oncoming rejection, just in case. “...You really don’t know if he feels the same?”

“I have absolutely no idea. And nobody else I’ve asked does, either.”

Another flash of hurt, the frown of a kicked puppy. “You went to other people before me?”

You rush to correct. “They came to me. I think they felt bad for me, honestly. The entire ship has noticed and they can’t tell if he likes me either, and a lot of people have been making fun of me about it. So a few people asked me if I was alright.”

He furrows his brow. “People have been making fun of you? Who?”

“Almost everyone, really. You didn’t notice?”

“No, I didn’t.” His expression shifts to something close to guilt. “How long has this been going on?”

“About…a year or so?”

“You only joined the crew a little more than a year ago.”

“Yeah.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” You can’t keep the exhaustion from your tone. You want to say it hasn’t taken a toll on you, that you let it roll off your back, but the weight has been resting on your shoulders, dragging you further and further down. It’s only a matter of time before you snap entirely. “It’s…it’s a bit much, sometimes. But the only way to get them to stop is to stop trying to get him to notice me, and if I stop that he never will. And I think he’s worth all of it, really.”

“Hm. I’m…sure he is.” You can hear the sting in his voice, like cold water on an open wound. “He has to be, for you to want him so badly.”

“He’s the best man I’ve ever met.” You can’t keep the affection from your voice, or the warmth from your cheeks as you shyly peer at Ace through your lashes. You can’t place the faraway look in his eyes, hazy and unfocused.

“He better be.” He clenches his jaw briefly before relaxing it, closing his eyes and shutting you out. You see his fingers digging into his thighs as he turns away from you and takes a deep breath. “You should just tell him, I’m sure he’ll reciprocate. He’d be an idiot if he didn’t.” His voice is strained, sounding like there’s an unshakable weight on his chest.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, sweetheart. Don’t worry about it. You should tell that bastard how you feel.”

“Bastard?”

You can see every muscle in his back tense as he continues to face away from you. “Did I say bastard? I meant lucky bastard.”

“It…doesn’t sound like you did.”

“How could he be anything less than lucky, to have someone like you?”

He really isn’t getting it. Even now, he just doesn’t fucking get it. “Are you mad at me, Ace? Or him, I guess?”

“I’m not mad,” he snaps, unconvincingly. “I’m not…I’m not upset. It would be ridiculous for me to be upset, I have no reason to be. Not with you, or with whoever it is. That would be silly. And I’m not. Silly.”

“...Right.”

Are you going to have to spell this out for him?

“And since I’m so definitely not-at-all mad, can I know who it is? So I know who to congratulate later.”

You sigh. “You really have no idea?”

“...I think I might have one.”

You lean forward a bit, trying to angle around him to look him in the eye, but you accidentally brush your chest with his back and he jumps, scrambling away before turning around to face you. “Who do you think it is, Ace?”

“Is it Marco?”

What?

“What?”

“Is it…is it not Marco?” He furrows his brow.

“I–no. It’s not Marco.”

“Thatch then?”

“No! Oh my god.”

“Izou? Or–”

“It’s you, Ace!”

His eyes go wide and he freezes. “It’s…me?”

“Yes.”

He absolutely lights up like a firework with the biggest, most sincere grin you’ve ever seen. “It’s me?” He leans forward, close enough that you can see every fleck of color in his dark eyes. “It’s me? Really? You mean it?”

“Who else could it possibly be?�� You can’t keep the hint of laughter out of your voice at the idea you could love anybody but Ace, as though any man you had ever met could beat him for best.

Before you know it, his arms are around you, his comforting weight pressing you into the bed beneath you. “I didn’t think it could ever be me.”

Your arms wrap around him in turn, pulling his head into your neck as he presses his nose into you. “Why couldn’t it be you? You’re amazing, Ace.”

“I can’t believe you believe that.” His voice is soft as he pulls himself apart for a second, allows himself to fall into your embrace and forget the world. “I didn’t think you could want me. I already didn’t get how you could like me, let alone more. You’re so…everything and I’m so…me.”

“I don’t think there’s anything in the world better to be than you.”

There’s a wetness pressing into your neck, but you don’t comment. “No one has ever said that to me before. I don’t…I don’t understand how I tricked you, but–”

“Portgas D Ace. You didn’t trick me. I just saw you for who you were, and I loved you because of it. Not in spite of it, not because I somehow didn’t see it. Because you’re you, and I don’t know what could be better than that.”

“Almost anything else?” He mutters it weakly. “I really hoped you would…would think about me like I think about you. I just didn’t think it was possible. Was it really that obvious?”

“Every single person on this ship knew before you did. Someone was making fun of me for it at breakfast, directly in front of you, and you still didn’t notice. It was really just because you didn’t think I could like you?”

“It genuinely didn’t seem like a possibility to me. I figured I was just going to be pining after you for the rest of my life, y’know? Have to see you find someone else as wonderful as you are and run off together, and pretend I was happy for you. Which I sort of would be, I guess. I want you to be happy. And I didn’t think I could do that for you.” He pulls out of your neck, and you can see his eyes are glistening, a few stray tears making their way down his freckled cheeks. He looks you in the eye, while his own filled with a strange mix of affection and self loathing. “Still don’t, really. But I’ll try.”

You cup his cheeks in your hands, gently brushing away his tears. “No one else could make me happier than you, Ace. I know that for sure. You are the kindest, brightest, most wonderful man I know. You have no idea how amazing you are, how you inspire the people around you. You’re so loved, and it’s not because you managed to pull the wool over everybody’s eyes, or anything silly like that. It’s because you deserve it.” You lean up, lips brushing softly against his before you pull back again to speak. His lips chase yours, making you giggle. “You deserve every bit of it, Ace. And if you don’t believe me I’ll just have to show you. Every day, until it sticks.”

“And if it does?” His voice is nothing but a whisper as he stares at you like you’re the greatest treasure on the seas. “Will you stop if it sticks?”

“No way in hell. I’ll double down. Triple down, even.”

He gives you a shy grin. “Guess I’ll have to figure out the truth pretty fast, then. I’d like to see what double this looks like.

“I guess you will.”

The next kiss takes your breath away. It makes the teasing you and Ace are sure to receive when you leave the cabin worth it a million times over. But right now there isn’t a crew jeering at you. The only thing in the world right now is Ace, on top of you, his warmth enveloping you as he kisses you like he’s been waiting a thousand years to do it.

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becausesomething · 4 days ago

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Be Good for me

a/n: ok so I'm not 100% sure how I feel about this, like I think I did it right for what 'power play' is but this is my first time writing it. Anyway if it's ass, my bad 💀

tags: zoro x f!reader, power play, switch!roronoa zoro (kinda?), zoro is mean, reader is mean back, cum eating, face sitting, choking !everything is consensual!

Kinktober day two: power play

minors DNI!!!

Roronoa Zoro was mean when he fucked. Not an ounce of niceness ran through his blood when he was balls deep in your pussy, adamant about burning off excess adrenaline from a battle or rigorous training session.

He wasn't always like this when you fucked, very toned down in the beginning, unsure of how you'd like to be handled when scratching a certain itch from being out at sea from days on end. The day you told him to be rougher and not hold back like you knew he was, everything unleashed.

Zoro always made sure at the start that you were okay with it and not having a problem with toning things down. You always said you were sure, needing that tight hand around your throat as his hips snapped into yours. The low growl of his voice in your ear when you'd clench around him, following through with all his commands and letting him hold all the power over you.

All of it was exhilarating. Being so powerless underneath him, physically or metaphorically, gave you a certain high no other drink of substance could ever take you. And never once had you questioned what it would be like if you were mean back, challenged his commands with ones of your own, until tonight.

Down on your knees in front of him, shiny tip of his cock pressed to your lips, looking up at a satisfied man who'd just been sucked dry. He had that look of victory and lust in his one silver eye, so pleased with your complacency and how you listened. Your mind swirled with your potential next move, depending on what he did next, ready to see if he'd take a liking to the challenge you had ready to present.

"Come take a seat." He gruffed, sitting on the bed, reclining into the headboard with one hand lazily stroking his still erect cock.

"No."

His hand stopped, squeezing the base out of surprise for the defiance on your end, wondering what had happened for you to not immediately jump onto the bed and sink yourself down on his dick.

"No?" Sounding annoyed and stern, but allowing concern to flash in his eye as he met yours, searching to see if he had maybe gone too far this time.

Rising to stand and climb onto the bed, you removed his hand from around his dick, flinging it away and grasping his face in your hands and digging your fingers into his cheeks.

"I'd rather sit somewhere else." Letting a chuckle slip through your lips, removing your hand and pushing Zoro down by the shoulders, till he was nearly lying flat on the bed. You shuffled forward until your knees were inches from the sides of his head.

"Not an option doll," Beginning to sit back up to man handle you till you submitted like he wanted, but you caught the knowing look and felt a small relief come over you that he understood the little game you started. A little power struggle was the perfect way to change things up in the bedroom, and you were thankful Zoro was open to it.

Before he sat up to grab your hips, you swiftly moved to hold him still with your knees pressed into his forearms. Zoro groaned a little painfully, not bothering to struggle knowing you would just put more weight down.

"I want to cum somewhere other than you cock and your face just looks so rideable baby, indulge me."

The innontation in your tone turned seductive and vixen, like this were a natural state for you, as well as for Zoro who looked all but surprised and turned on.

"Be good for me." Tucking and releasing your bottom lip with your teeth, keeping your knees on his forearms and lowering down closer to his face until his warm breath fanned over your slick folds. He all but willingly craned his neck to give himself a better angle the closer your cunt got to his mouth, suddenly salivating and needing to devour your pussy.

Fully seated on his face, you let out a high pitched breathy moan, appreciating the vibrations from his groan as you met his mouth. Zoro's tongue flattened to part your folds, clenching and unclenching his fists with each slow lap, drinking your arousal like the finest sake in the world. His one silver eye flitted up to look at you between your legs, narrowing with mischief and he lightly swirled the tip of his tongue on your clit. You cursed under your breath, gripping the thick green mop of hair and holding him back, knowing the trick he was trying to pull.

"Making me cum early means you won't cum."

He wiggled his head away just enough to retort back at you. "Yeah we'll fucking see about that woman." Wasting no time and diving back into your cunt, sucking and slurping obnoxiously. Your legs shook beside his head, the pressure you had from your weight on his forearms wavered, but didn't break as you weren't ready to for him to have the advantage over you again.

Pulling back on his hair again after he focused on only sucking on your swollen clit, you kept his head where it was and moved to grind up and down on his tongue that was lolled out of his mouth comically. Zoro let you do as you pleased, chuckling as he kept his mouth open and tongue out, watching you slowly fall apart above him.

Using this to his advantage, Zoro slipped one his arms out from beneath your knee, smacking his palm harshly across your ass and kneading the flesh, but not making any move to flip you onto your back, instead helping you move your hips back and forth.

"Not helping your case here by doing that." Rasping out as you gave him a small break, letting him lick his lips clean like your pussy dripped sake. He hummed deep in his chest, turning it into a laugh as he trailed the hand up from your hip to pinch your nipple.

"Like that fucking phases me, I'll have you writhing and screaming my name here in a second, but I'll be courteous and let you cum before that."

Irritation flashed across your face at the boldness, though deep down you were basking in the push and pull between the two of you, the fight for who would dominate the other in the end. And though you knew there was a slim chance that it would be you, didn't discourage you from continuing.

"Yeah? And what if I want it the other way around?" Moving away from his face and letting a hand creep up to his throat, resting at the base of his neck.

"I think even you would prefer me fucking you dumb on my cock to where the only thing you can say is my name, let my cum leak and drip down from that perfect pussy of yours." Smuggly grinning, making no moves to stop your hand from wrapping all the way around his throat and squeezing.

"Zoro, Zoro, Zoro," Cooing as your brushed your throbbing and slick folds over the head of his cock, feeling the part and his breath hitch underneath your palm. "So bold even when you're the one under me, at my mercy."

Giving him no time to respond and slamming yourself all the way down, trying to keep the contortion of your face at a minimum as his eye rolled back and his jaw slacked, taking in a shaky breath. With one knee still pinning him down at the forearm, managing to partially immobilize him, you moved your hips in a perfect circle on his cock, moaning so prettily into his ear and tracing the outer shell with the tip of your tongue, something he would do to you when he'd first slam his cock into you.

"Your mercy? Give me a break." Biting back a groan as you came half way off, letting just the girthy tip fuck in and out of your while squeezing your walls tightly.

"Mhm, better get used to it, cause I'm enjoying how this is playing out so far." Pecking his cheek and keeping your lips pressed there as you softly bounced up and down half way on his cock. Zoro's other free hand didn't even bother to grip or dig into your flesh, doing that to the comforter he lay on top of while inhaling deep shaky breaths, fighting the restriction of your hand still around his throat.

Every time his hips jerked, you stopped, chuckled a bit evilly and gave him a mocking kiss on his lips or the corner of his mouth. Then you'd wait a minute, holding still before slamming all the way down, raising your hips until only about half of his dick was inside of you to start bouncing again. It was driving him insane, gritting his teeth and having a look akin to murder every time you'd meet his eye. Fuck this was so fun, understanding the kick Zoro got out of it when it was the other way around.

"Okay I get it, ride me properly now." Saying after endless repetition on your end, his tone low and husky, like how he sounds when talking to Sanji after he's pissed him off for good.

Sliding your hand upwards on his throat until you were right under his jawline, you gave him a mockingly pitiful look, moving your hips high enough until just the very tip was inside you. This was probably how he felt when he did something similar to you while under him, and you instantly understood why he enjoyed the dramatic power differences between you and him while fucking.

"I'm in charge, and I'll do as I please." slipping your tongue between parted lips as you laughed, molding them to zoro's even though he kept them tightly sealed. Oh he was irritated, and fuck that turned you on more than him submitting willingly. This was fun, exhilarating even, how had you not thought of doing this before?"

"I'm about to ruin this for the both of us if you don't ride my fucking dick-"

Cutting him off by slapping a hand over his mouth, the other tightened even further around his throat, restricting his breathing and making his eye pop open wide, realizing you had more will to keep control than he was expecting.

"Since I didn't get to cum all over your face like I wanted, you'll just have to make me cum once I'm done fucking myself on you." Giving him a little grace and easing more of his cock back inside you slowly, getting inches from his face and chuckling under your breath. "And if you cum before I'm done, well."

Leaving the sentence unfinished as you sat up and sunk yourself down all the way, rocking your hips forwards and letting it prod and poke at your cervix, pushing itself out to be seen in your lower stomach. Zoro hadn't said anything since you removed your hand from his mouth and throat, literally at a loss for words and trying to combat the rocking of your hips. He groaned softly though, let his free hand not pinned to the bed by your knee stroke up your thigh.

Though he didn't look as irritated as he did a second ago, you still drank in that baffled turned on expression of his as you bent back on your palms placed on his thighs to rise and fall on his cock, giving him a glimpse of the milky sheen coating his shaft. He sucked a sharp breath in every time your hips went up, catching a glimpse of your pussy hugging tightly around the thick cock.

God you could get used to this, having your way with him and also taking your time. He listened well once you asserted yourself over him, so good for you when he wanted to be.

"I wanna hear you Zoro, need to know how good this pussy feels around you." Gasping out, letting your head fall back in bliss. Without saying a word, you moved your knee off of his forearm, letting his hands come to rest on your hips and just leaving them there as you moved up and down.

"Feels so good baby," Whispering back, letting his fingers knead the flesh of your hips in time with your down thrusts, trying not to grip to hard and fuck back up into you and lose his chance at an orgasm.

The ache in your legs grew strong and more noticeable but not wanting to stop in hopes that Zoro would cum inside you like you wanted. So you pushed through the ache in your joints, moved your hips faster and eventually brought yourself back to hovering over him. Poor Zoro looks so gone, breathing heavily with beads of sweat running down from his hairline, brows so pinched together he looked like he were in pain trying to stave off his orgasm.

"Cum inside me." Requesting sternly but with a small conniving smile, pushing your thumb past his lips and pressing down on his tongue.

His eye narrowed, biting down on your thumb but then proceeding to suck, emphasizing the way he moaned knowing it would run through you like electricity, snapping his hips upwards as you were caught off guard. You allowed it, taking note of the frantic unrhythmic thrusts coming from him, knowing he were trying to reach that sweet release.

"I'll fucking get you back for this," Growling in between pants, slapping your ass particularly hard, the sting cascading throughout your flesh. "And when you least expect it too, fuck you even dumber than I normally do."

"Stop fucking talking and cum in me so I can sit on your face and cum in your mouth." Unsure of where the irritation in your tone came from, instinctively grabbing his face in one hand again, digging your nails even harder into his cheeks. Zoro let out something like a growl, slamming you down one last time and shooting ropes deep inside you. He refused to moan aloud, stifling them all with each spurt inside of you, prompting you laugh in a mocking way, pulling off of his dick before he finished cumming and shoving him down onto the mattress.

Without saying a word, you swung your legs on either side of his head and hovered above his face, his hands reaching up to hold your thighs for when you eventually sat directly over his mouth. Something in his eye told you he was excited, antsy to have your pussy leaking his cum land on his mouth.

The groan the man let out below you was almost enough to make you cum right then and there, but doing just enough to hold off. Zoro's tongue flattened to part your messy folds, lapping up the cum dripping into his mouth. He didn't care that it was his own, in fact it was getting him hard all over again. There wasn't even a point for him to try and figure out why this was so erotic for him, it was just so messy and filthy and he didn't want to stop.

"Ride my face, please-"

His request was so muffled behind your cunt, but you heard him and slowly rocked your hips, leaning over to hang onto the headboard, watching his jaw move with how he clenched and devoured you from below. You could see how lost he was, how much he was enjoying it and you were so so close, just needing that final push to send you over the edge.

"Shit - don't stop Zoro, keep going, you're being so fucking good for me-"

Barely able to speak but finding the words to praise him, get him to send you over the edge in a mind blowing orgasm. He growled into your folds, inhaling deeply and adjusting to close his lips around your throbbing clit, moaning deeply and enough for it to vibrate off your sensitive flesh, just waiting to drown in your release.

A hand of yours buried into his hair, pushing his head deeper into your cunt, chewing on your bottom lip as the precipice comes just within reach, whining his name and gripping tightly onto his hair and cumming right over his mouth.

Zoro's grip he had on your hips eased as your hips came to a stop, taking a moment to catch your breath and fall back into the bed once you were moved away from his face. Neither of you said much to the other, coming down from a weird new adrenaline you were experiencing from the change in power dynamics. You felt so accomplished for sticking to it and keeping Zoro in his place until the very end, discovering something new about yourself in the process.

You like the push and pull. Like challenging him and having things go exactly your way. But you also like the way he didn't just take, challenging you back and trying to regain the comfortable dominance he usually held when the two of you fucked.

"God damn woman, can't fuckin' move." Letting his words carry in his breath, looking over at him as he spoke, relaxed and fucked out simultaneously.

"Not complaining are you?" Crawling over to him, laying a bit lopsided, resting a hand on his sweaty chest as well as your chin. His lips curled softly into a smile, huffing out a laugh and giving a tiny shake of his head.

"Nah, just wasn't really expecting that?"

"Neither was I, but something just told me to push my luck and force you into submission."

" 'Forcing me into submission' , give me a break, I let you." Zoro rolled his eyes endearingly, landing a hand on the center of your back, lightly running his nails across your skin.

"I'm too tired to argue with you." Sighing as your cheek pressed right where your hand was on his chest, forcing your body to curl into him, ignoring the screams of your aching muscles.

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