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constantmourning · 3 months

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Appreciation

[Eustass Kid x Fem!Chubby!Reader x Killer]

Summary: You want to show Kid and Killer just how much you appreciate them, even if you are slightly nervous.

Warnings: NS/FW, 18+. MINORDS DNI!, Virgin!Reader, Princess!Reader, no use of y/n, cream pie, unprotected sex, oral sex (f! Receiving), voyeurism, pet names (darling/princess), slight degradation, praise.

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: This came to me while I was working on a request. ALSO! I normally write in past tense, or whatever, but I wrote present tense with this one, hopefully it isn't too jarring. There is so much I wanted to touch on in this that I didn't so expect more Kid/Reader/Killer content.

Panic has set in. Your hands are shaking, your legs are trembling, and you’re having trouble keeping your eyes focused on Kid. He looks smug. He’s sitting on his bed, his hands clasped together in his lap. You watch him with anticipation.

“You know,” He smirks, “I’ve never considered sharing until now. Though, I think I’d enjoy sharing you with Killer.”

You want to puke. You were the one that had even mentioned anything, and yet, here you are, suddenly very anxious but extremely horny. You swallow hard and watch Kid with anticipation. He stands up stalks towards you. He walks right by you and you tense. You turn your face, looking at him as he opens his door.

“Where are you going?” You furrow your brows.

“To get Killer.” He says it so matter of fact. Your stomach flips. You’re stunned. “Unless you want the honor of bringing him back here?”

You shake your head, in an absolute daze. Kid shrugs and leaves the room. You are left alone in the Captain’s Quarters… Left alone with your thoughts. And your head is spinning. You take in a steady breath and think about what you had just done.

You had followed Kid back to his quarters to confess your feelings. “You haven’t been drinking, have you?” He had asked. You only told him no. He was confused as to where this sudden confidence was coming from. “Okay.” Kid nodded, “Continue.” You really didn’t have a choice but to tell him what you were thinking after that. So you told him. Everything.

“Kid,” You trailed off, “it’s about you and Killer.” Kid was frozen in thought as you talked to him. “I like both of you, a lot! I-” You inhaled sharply, closing your eyes, “I was never in a relationship before, because you know, the nobility didn’t allow it… But, I only thought it was right to tell you, you are my captain after all.”

It kept replaying over in your head. Kid watching you closely as you confessed your feelings. Now, you are stuck in his room, waiting for his return. Footsteps catch your attention and you are on high alert. You perk up and Kid opens the door, Killer walking in behind him. You instinctively take a step back, the two large men looming over you. Killer seems curious.

“What’d you tell him?” You cock your head at Kid.

“Nothing.” Kid steps aside, leaving you in front of Killer, “You get to tell him.”

Killer is immediately interested in what is going on. He perks up and waits for you to tell him what’s going on. Kid motions for you to speak and you tell him what you had told Kid, but the words aren’t forming. “Um, this is all new to me.” You give an awkward smile. “Y’know I used to be a princess and all-”

“Get on with it!” Kid is about to bust.

“I like you and Kid.” You blurt out. “There! I said it.” You cross your arms and pout at Kid.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it, Princess.” Kid places his hand on your shoulder. You refrain from rolling your eyes.

Killer cocks his head. You can tell he is looking between you and Kid. “You’re okay with this?” He is facing Kid.

Kid lets out a loud laugh. “I couldn’t imagine sharing her with anyone else.”

“In that case-” Killer is ready to pounce, “-when do we start?”

“Not yet!” You put your hands up. “I’m not ready, physically,” or mentally, “I would like to actually feel cute-”

“You’re always cute, Princess.” Killer reassures you. You can hear him smiling as he speaks.

“So, you wanna do this?” Kid cocks a brow at you.

“Of course! I want this. I want both of you.” You nod at them, enthusiastically. “Give me about twenty minutes to get ready. I'll be right back, I promise!” You are calming your nerves. Kid nods and lets you leave his quarters. You make your way towards your room and once you reach it, you close and lock the door. You inhale shakily, back against the wood.

You remember the cut dress you had snagged recently, and look through other cute things you could wear. You were at a loss when you couldn’t find any cute underwear. You hadn’t planned on doing anything like this, so you never got any cute underwear. You groan. ‘What would Kid do?’ You think to yourself. So you do the only thing that you can think of…

You quickly finish getting ready. You throw the dress on and look at yourself in the mirror. You feel extra cute. The dress hugs you nicely, fitting all of your curves. You do a spin and smile to yourself. You fix up your hair and catch your breath, remembering why you are getting ready.

You inhale through your nose and exhale quietly through your mouth, your eyes locking with your own in the mirror. You turn around and make your way out of your room and back towards the Captain’s quarters. Back towards Kid and Killer.

You don’t knock, you figure that would piss Kid off. Instead, you swing the door open, shut it, and lock it tight. You turn back around and smile awkwardly at Kid and Killer. Kid, who is sitting on the edge of his bed, smirks at you. Killer is sitting on a chair on the other side of the room. Both of them look like they want to jump on you. Your back is flesh with the door and you look between Kid and Killer.

“Now what?” You ask, innocently. Kid is riled up immediately. He stands from his bed, and Killer follows suit. They are both on within seconds. And, suddenly, you’re realizing just how big they are. They’re massive as they loom over you. You always knew they were tall, but now, with them looming over you, knowing they want to rip the dress from your body, they seemed so much more intimidating.

Kid grabs you and pulls you away from the door. Killer immediately slots himself behind you and his hands are on your hips. You are left staring up at Kid, who is most definitely reveling in your reaction at the moment. His eyes meet yours and he leans down, his fingers touching your face. You lean into his rough hand and shut your eyes. You take the calmness in, something tells you it won’t be like this much longer.

“Do you care about this dress?” Kid asks, his metal hand reaching for the soft fabric.

You snatch it from his grasp and huff, “Yes I do! If you tear this dress up I think I might cry.”

Kid rolls his eyes, “You’ve been with us for almost six months now, and you’re gonna cry over a dress? Pathetic.” This causes you to pout at him. He groans, “Fine, I won’t rip it off.” Kid turns from you and walks towards the chair that is across the room.

“What are you-?”

“I’m giving Killer the floor.” Kid grabs it, scoots it ever so closer to you, and sits down. “Killer, remember, she’s royalty, we have to break ‘er in.”

“Break me-” You stutter on the words, “Break me in!?” You look back at Killer, who is removing his helmet and you freeze. His blue eyes meet yours and you blink up at him. ‘Oh no,’ your head is spinning, ‘he’s hot.’ Killer smirks down at you, knowing you like what you see, and his hands grip your waist.

“Don’t worry, Princess, I’ll be gentle.”

“Enjoy it,” Kid snorts, “cause I won’t be.”

Killer easily pins you against the wall and your breathing is heavy. He dips down, his lips inches from yours. You're dizzy from the sudden movement. “Tell me, Your Highness,” Killer’s eyes are locked onto you. You want to look away, but you can’t, you’re stuck, “ever been close to someone like this?”

Your eyes cut to Kid, who seems just as curious. You feel weird answering, but you do anyway. “Um, sorta?” You recall a time before Kid got a hold of you. “There was a prince I kissed, but we never really went further than that.” You bite the inside of your lip. “We weren’t supposed to be together so we’d hide in the closet and make out, I guess? That’s all that happened with that though.” You let out a nervous laugh at the memories, “And then, y’know, the whole castle was pillaged…”

The vibe immediately changes. Killer can’t decide if he needs to give you space or not. The tears pricking your eyes tell him yes. He goes to move back, but you latch onto him, bringing him back.

“But then you two showed up.” You cup Killer’s face and take a steady breath in. “I wouldn’t be alive if it weren't for you two.”

Kid groans and you look over at him, “Come on! Fucking kiss before I come over there myself.”

You and Killer look away from Kid and back at each other. He gives you a look, almost asking if you’re still okay. You nod. Killer doesn’t hesitate to kiss you. His lips meet yours and he’s ravenous. He kisses you fervently, and his hands are gripping your hips like a lifeline. You know that’s going to be one of the many potential bruises for you to deal with in the morning.

Your hands drop from Killer’s face and to his shoulders, your arms snaking around his neck. As soon as Killer’s tongue runs across your bottom lip, you open your mouth for him. You, briefly, wonder what Kid’s doing, just watching you, and then you hear a groan from him and don’t wonder for much longer.

“Take her to the bed.” Kid grunts.

Killer pulls away from you and easily picks you up, toting you to the bed. “You sure are bossy!” You yelp as your back hits the sheets.

“I’m your captain!” Kid bellows.

Your eyes cut to him and you notice him rubbing himself through his pants. Your eyes widen and Kid gives you the smuggest smile you have ever seen. He doesn’t look away from you as he unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. Killer, somehow not even acknowledging Kid or his dick, holds himself above you. His lips hit your neck and your eyes are glued to your Captain.

Kid, through soft grunts, begins to laugh, “Look at our little princess,” Kid adjusts himself in the seat, leaning back, “Can’t even keep her eyes off of her captain while you give her all the attention.”

Killer pulls up, to see if that is true. Your stare shifts to him and he feigns hurt. Kid does not let that bother him at all. You swallow hard and wait for Killer to do something, anything. “Well,” He pushes himself up and stands over the bed. All of your attention is on him now, “I’ll give you a reason to focus on me.”

You furrow your brows. You have zero time to respond. Killer, standing at the end of the bed, grabs you by your hips and swiftly pulls you towards him. He drops down on his knees and begins to hike your dress up.

“Oh?” Killer smiles at you, and that catches Kid’s attention. You cover your face, heat prickles across your cheeks.

“What?” Kid barks. It sends chills down your spine. Killer lifts your dress up further and Kid catches a glimpse of your bare hip. “No underwear?”

He is constantly smug, you’ve decided. You nod. “Did’n have any cute ones…”

Killer holds your thighs and brings your attention to him once again. “Keep your eyes on me, Princess.” Killer’s voice is low, intoxicating. You have no choice but to listen. His large hands pull your thighs apart. Your hands cover your face and Killer clicks his tongue. “Uh-uh.” He leans up, pulling your hands from your face. “You gotta look at me. Be good, keep your eyes on me.”

The way he says it… You’re putty in his hands. Pliable. All his. Killer gives you a quick kiss and lowers himself back to your legs. He looks up at you from his position and all you can see is your scrunched up dress resting on your stomach and his eyes. Killer’s grip on your thighs is rough again and you let him pull your legs apart. His eyes never leave yours. He leans down to kiss your thighs and struggle briefly.

“What’s wrong, darling?” You feel Killer pout against your thigh as he speaks into the soft skin. You want to curl up and die. You take a short breath in and mumble a ‘nothing’. Killer isn’t having any of that. “Something is wrong.”

You grip the sheets to keep from covering your face. “I feel- I don’t want you to see my stretch marks… that close up.” Your eyes are on the ceiling before dropping back down to Killer. He doesn’t respond. Not with words. Instead, he gently kisses the first one sees. Your eyes are glued to Killer’s. He won’t look away. And you don’t either.

“Good girl,” He mumbles against your skin. A shiver is sent down your spine.

“Fuck!” Kid yells from his seat. “Would you get to it? I’ve been edging myself for ten minutes.”

“It’s not been that long!” You snap back. You shock yourself. Kid and Killer freeze. Killer’s smile widens, you can feel his teeth against your skin. Kid looks like he’s ready to get up and throw Killer back, and take care of you himself. Your wide, fearful eyes stop him.

Kid lets out a low, primal growl, “Don’t do that again.”

I might, you think to yourself, if you’ll make that noise again. You look back down at Killer and ask him to continue. He obliges. He kisses and nips up your thigh. He pulls you further down towards him, your dress sliding further up your back. You are practically in his mouth at this point. He’s hovering over you and you are waiting with bated breath. Your chest is rising and falling quickly from anticipation.

Killer's tongue darts out and he licks a stripe up your pussy. You jerk away instinctively. “Sorry,” You squeak out, “Please don’t stop.” Your voice strained. Killer does not stop. He spreads you open with his fingers and his tongue hits your clit. You let out a soft moan and your hand covers your mouth.

“No,” Kid speaks through gritted teeth, “I wanna hear ya. Be loud. Killer, make our Princess scream.”

Kid continues to rub one out as Killer pulls back long enough to give his captain an ‘okay’, and he dives back in. Back into you. Your eyes don’t leave his; he’s being so observant, so attentive to you. You completely forget about how harshly he’s holding onto you. Your hips buck, and he’s quick to push them back down, holding you in place. You’re moaning out for him, his name a mantra falling from your lips.

As you’re left a moaning mess, you peek over at Kid, who seems to be well on his way to his first orgasm. And so are you. Killer’s mouth is focusing solely on your clit now, and you feel a finger push into you. Your jaw goes slack. Your eyes shut tight. Killer does not let up. You’re gripping at the sheets and a string of noises escapes you.

“Wanna see her come undone,” Kid grunts, “make ‘er cum.”

Killer does not disobey his Captain. His finger curls inside of you and you are left reeling. You are coming undone fast. “Fuck!” You yell, almost a high pitch squeal. You reach for Killer, your fingers tangling in his hair. “So close. I’m gonna-” Killer doesn’t let you finish your sentence. You’re left seeing stars and moaning out. You pull gently at his soft hair. Killer groans in response.

Coming down, you look over at Kid once more. He has spilled into his own hand. You catch your breath and look at Killer. He stands from his position and leans over you again. He gives you a gentle kiss. “You were so good, so good for me.” You nuzzle into his neck as he speaks. He looks over at Kid, who seems to already be getting hard again. “Your turn?”

You remember Kid wants to fuck you too. A heat is pooling between your legs again. Kid stands up, causing Killer to remove himself from you. You’re suddenly very cold and very vulnerable. You are left blinking at Kid. He motions for you to stand. You oblige. You push yourself up and stand, your dress falling back down. Kid watches how it hugs you and you reflexively wrap your arms around your stomach.

“You keep hiding yourself,” Kid seems annoyed. “We will break you of that.” Kid leaves you staring at him with wide eyes. He sighs, “You are stunning, you shouldn't hide yourself like that. I wanna show you just what you do to me.” Kid brings you closer to him, you can feel his cock against you. “This your first time?” You bite back the bratty answer and nod. “I guess I can go easier on ya.”

Kid steps back from you and heads towards the top of his bed. You see him make a motion towards Killer and he’s on you again. While Kid situates himself, Killer is getting you ready. Killer pulls you in for a kiss and his hands roam towards the soft fabric of your dress. He begins to pull at it, dragging it up your body. You raise your arms and let him take it off of you. It hits the ground and you are left feeling vulnerable once again.

A whistle comes from behind you and you turn your head over your shoulder, your face hotter than before. Kid whistles again, a little louder this time. He compliments your ass and you make a face at him. Killer turns you back to him and gives you another kiss. “You’re being such a good girl, continue doing that. Okay?” He kisses you on the forehead and sends you to Kid after you agree.

Kid, now completely naked, motions for you to sit on his lap. You can’t help but look at his cock. You’re nervous again. Kid’s smirk widens. “Like what you see?” He lets out a loud laugh. You get on his bed and make your way towards him. You straddle Kid’s torso, hovering above him, your thighs on either side of him. Kid’s metal arm is resting beside him and he sees you looking at it. He raises his hand and the cool metal touches you. Goosebumps rise on your skin. You inhale sharply and Kid watches you closely.

Killer, who is sitting in the chair now, is also watching. He isn’t touching himself, not yet, he’s waiting for your next move. “C’mon, princess,” Killer is smiling softly, his tone encouraging, “you can do this-”

“I’m nervous,” You blurt out. “What if-” You try to refrain from hiding your face, but you fail. Your cheeks are burning, “What if it doesn’t fit?”

Kid’s other hand is on your outer thigh, he gives you a look. You are unknowingly stroking his ego. Metal touches your hands and they’re being pulled from your eyes. You look at Kid and bite the inside of your lip. “I wanna make you feel good…” Kid’s eyes darken as you say that. His head drops and he’s looking up at you through his lashes.

His hand moves to his cock and grabs it. “Show me.” He demands. You struggle to breathe. You nod and lift yourself up a little more. You move yourself back and are resting over his cock. He’s holding it, angling it up for you. You lower yourself onto him, slower than he would like, but for once Kid keeps his mouth shut.

You gasp as he enters you. Your jaw clenches and you freeze. Kid moves his hands, both of them on your hips again, he helps you slide down him and as he bottoms out you whine. Your head is spinning and your breath catches. You hear praises and groans from Killer as you take everything in momentarily. He keeps telling you that you’re doing such a good job, being so good.

“Kid,” You moan out, “fuck!” You want to move, but give yourself another second. Kid groans, his grip tightening on your already bruising skin. You slowly move your hips and Kid lets out a low groan.

“So tight,” Kid grunts, “taking me so well.” He can’t help but slightly buck his hips, sending shockwaves through you. Your hands are on his chest and you’re trying to keep a steady pace. Kid seems to be enjoying it, but you can tell he wants to speed up.

Kid lets you get used to him. He lets you figure it out. And then you feel him shifting. Within a split second, Kid is holding himself above you. He is enjoying the shocked look on your face. His other hand is on your thigh, holding your leg around his waist. He watches you swallow hard, and he lowers himself down to your ear.

“Didn’t think I’d let you have the fun, did you?” He nips your earlobe and you’re melting again.

As soon as Kid begins to move his hips, you can hear Killer starting to come undone. The sound of skin hitting skin, high pitched moans, and low groans echoed throughout the room. You, coming out of your stunned state, look up at Kid, gears turning. You can see he has nothing but a dark lust in his eyes, not much going on in that head besides ‘fucking’. Your hands move up to his face, gently cupping it and you raise up slightly, sure not to disturb his pace.

You begin to litter soft kisses over his scars. Kid doesn't slow down, in fact, his hips ram into yours a little harder. “What are you doing?” He says through gritted teeth. You can’t answer, not with words. You respond with a loud whine as your lips press to his skin and he growls. One of your hands is on his back, scratching at it. The other is sloppily tracing over his scars.

“I can stop?” You finally get out, between moans.

“No,” He growls out. “Don’t.” So, you continue. It’s becoming harder to focus on kissing him, and not the warm feeling pooling in your stomach. “Such a slut,” Kid rumbles, “Letting two men do this to you.”

Between Killer’s praises and Kid’s degradation, you are getting a lot closer to release. “Kid,” You cry out, “please, I’m gonna- let me cum!”

Kid’s pace quickens, but somehow still isn’t sloppy. He seems to be an expert at controlling himself. You come undone, clenching around him, screaming out his name. Your nails scratch at his biceps, and your head rolls back into the pillows, back arching. You’re crying out for him, continuously.

Kid pulls your hips up and continues his thrusts. Suddenly, you feel his thrusts getting sloppier. He’s close. Kid let out a low breathy grunt and you feel warmth spilling out of you. His thrusts begin to slow and he’s quickly just laying on top of you. Your chest is heaving and you feel sticky from sweat and cum. Your eyes on the ceiling and your arms are wrapped around Kid. Your fingers are gently tracing patterns into his skin.

“What are you doing that for?” He huffs.

“Because it’s relaxing.”

He can't deny that it is. Kid does not ask you to stop, he does not protest. So, you continue. Your eyes move to Killer and you notice him watching the both of you.

“Kid?” You catch his attention. He lifts up slightly to look at you. “Killer made me feel good earlier, I wanna return the favor.”

Killer lights up. Kid smirks, smug again. “You think you can handle it, after that?”

“I can try!” You give him a soft smile. “We have all night don’t we?”

“You think you can last all night?” Kid almost laughs. “You’re tired now!”

You shove his arm, “I can leave, y’know.”

“Oh no you can’t.” Killer and Kid speak at the same time. Kid continues, “You’re ours now. If you think you can go all night, that’s just what we’ll do.”

‘You’re ours now.’ It’s replaying over and over in your head. You give him a goofy smile and Kid makes a face. “I’m all yours.” You look between the both of them. “Now, can you please get off of me.” You give him a sweet smile. “I need to show Killer my appreciation.”

Kid’s brow ridges furrow, “Why not both of us, at the same time.”

“We have all night.” You reassure him. “I think I can show you both just how much I appreciate you.”

Kid is satisfied with that answer. You are sure you are going to have the best night of your life. Kid and Killer seem to agree.

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constantmourning · 5 months

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Funny Business

[Buggy x Fem!Reader]

Summary: You take care of Buggy while he's just a head, he returns the favor.

Word Count: 5.4k

Warnings: NSFT, 18+, biting, unprotected sex, inappropriate use of devil fruit (lol), sex in the woods, oral (f receiving) (Let me know if I forgot any!)

A/N: I saw @ah-finally make a post that gave me this idea! I will link it once i find it again. I started writing this over a month ago I think? The pacing isn't my favorite (pacing isn't ever my favorite), but i love this fic with my whole being, i hope y'all do too!

"Stay still!" You hissed, trying to stay quiet. Buggy did not want to listen. "I don't want to drown you!"

Buggy scoffed, "It doesn't seem like it right now!" Buggy hissed back, his voice low.

You pulled Buggy back from the water and furrowed your brows at him. "I'm being serious. Buggy, I wanna wash your hair, I really don't want to harm you… Do you trust me?"

Buggy snorted, "I have no reason to."

You gasped in shock. "I offered to take care of you when everyone wants nothing to do with you–"

"You didn't have to do that."

"I know!" You almost yelled. "Buggy…" you pinched the bridge of your nose. "I just want you to be comfortable. Greasy hair isn't always comfortable. And, anyway, this is a bonding experience."

Buggy's eyes narrowed. "Do you realize who you're talking to? You are a Straw Hat and I'm Buggy." When you only nodded and smiled Buggy groaned. "You can wash my hair, under one condition." You perked up. "Do not put my damn head under that faucet."

"Of course!" You were excited. "May I?" You questioned him, motioning towards his bandana. When he nodded you slowly undid it and took it off of him. Buggy watched you closely as you wet your hands and then wet his hair. You were so gentle. Buggy couldn't recall the last time someone was that gentle. At least, he didn't want to anyway. You softly hummed as you rubbed shampoo into his hair.

"We don't have showers on board, but I do like to keep hygiene products with me. I wash my hair like this a lot." Your eyes focused on Buggy's hair and all the spots that needed scrubbing.

"You take a whore's bath?" He laughed.

You froze before massaging the shampoo deep into his scalp. "Yeah, I guess? If you want to call it that…"

It was silent between the two of you. Not too awkward. At least not for you. You were focused on cleaning him up and hoping having clean hair would make him less angry. You stood up to get the back of Buggy's head, and forgetting you could walk around him and get it that way, you leaned over him and contorted into an uncomfortable position, but scrubbed away regardless.

Buggy, not saying anything, stared and stared. He was eye level with your chest and couldn't help but look at your cleavage while you washed his hair. Your shirt dipped down, revealing cleavage anyway, but with your position in that moment, it was way more visible and quite literally the only thing Buggy could look at it. Your humming resumed and Buggy sighed. He couldn't lie, he was content at that moment. The feeling of your fingers gently getting into his scalp, your soft humming, and your boobs right in his face. What more could someone need?

You leaned back and sat back down in the chair you had pulled up to the sink. Buggy's eyes quickly cut from your chest back to your eyes. You, ignoring that, turned the water back on. "I'm going to need to rinse your hair now." You look at Buggy with a curious expression, "Can I at least lean you back into the faucet? I promise I'll be careful!" Before Buggy could protest you hit him with, "You can look at my boobs while I do it."

Buggy was contemplating, before finally saying, "Okay."

You smiled at him and stood back up again. You gently grabbed him, placing your hands at his jawline, and you paused. A knock came from the door. Your eyes widened and you looked at Buggy, watching as he opened his mouth to talk. Immediately, you covered his mouth with one hand.

"Yeah?" You asked loudly, voice slightly shaking.

"Hm?" A groggy Zoro's voice alerted you. He would launch you off the boat along with Buggy if he knew you were being so nice to the man that had tried to kill him. "Are you okay?"

Your eyes never left Buggy's. "Yes! I'm fine. Just washing up!" You didn't say what you were washing though. "Y'know, just my regular whore's bath."

Buggy smiled under your hand. You could feel it. Zoro grumbled. "Whatever, just no funny business." He walked off.

You sighed and uncovered Buggy's mouth. You continued as if nothing had happened. Buggy did not want to leave it alone though. He thought it was too fun to do that. "Regular whore's bath eh?”

You do not answer him. Instead, you slowly, and ever so gently, leaned his head back in the water. You held him steady with one hand, while you rinsed his hair with the other. You leaned over him and felt his stare burning onto your skin. You occupied yourself with more humming and finished faster than you thought you would. You pulled his head from the faucet and grabbed a towel.

“Care if I dry your hair a little bit? I don’t want you to get my covers wet.”

“Your covers?”

“Yeah, you’re coming to my bed with me, aren’t you? I figure I could tuck you away in my room and then grab some food. I’m sure you’re hungry.”

Buggy lit up before narrowing his eyes, “You’re being awfully nice.”

“I know, it’s weird being treated like a person, huh?” You quipped back at him, smiling. “Now, can I dry your hair?”

Buggy sighed and mumbled, "Yeah." You smiled at him and tenderly placed the towel to his hair and dried it as much as possible. At least it wasn't dripping wet anymore. You threw the towel aside and picked up Buggy's head. You warned him to be quiet as you exited the bathroom. You walked to your room and closed your door. You placed Buggy on your bed and smiled at him.

"Sanji's a great cook, you're going to love his food! I'm gonna go grab whatever leftovers there are. I'll be right back!"

You didn't give Buggy any time to respond. You quickly left your room, shutting the door behind you. You walked towards the kitchen and looked for any leftovers. As you were grabbing a plate you were stopped.

"You're up late. What are you doing?" Sanji startled you.

You turned to him and inhaled sharply. "I'm still hungry! Just grabbing some extra food. You know how it is." You patted your stomach and gave him a toothy grin. "Your food is to die for."

Sanji narrowed his eyes, "Why do you have two forks?"

"Because I don't like mixing the foods and flavors. I need one fork for fish and one for the sides." You spoke matter of fact. As if he should have known that. "Duh."

You did not let Sanji ask any other questions. You bolted back to your room and opened the door. You shut it quietly and locked it. Just in case. You didn't need any 'funny business' unfolding. Not if you could help it. Buggy was sitting where you left him. You approached him with the plate and sat beside him.

"Two forks?" Buggy questioned you.

"One for you, one for me. Duh." You playfully rolled your eyes and pulled your legs up to you, crossing them and placing the plate on them. "Now, I don't want this to be awkward-"

"You just washed my hair, and I'm just a head. This is already awkward, I'm afraid."

"You're right!" You agreed enthusiastically. "It probably can't get more awkward." You picked the fork up and stabbed at the fish. "Open wide, I promise I won't gag you with this eating utensil."

"Oh, that's very suspicious." Buggy rolled his eyes. "If you gag me with that fork I'm going to-"

"What? Bite me?" You scoffed. "Actually, that'd be kind of–" You stopped yourself. That caught Buggy's attention though.

"Kind of what?" He raised his brow.

"Shut up and let me feed you."

Buggy did not protest. He was starving. You placed the fork in his mouth and pulled it back slowly. Buggy's eyes were focused on you. And your eyes were focused on the food at hand. You took a bite yourself, on a different fork, and then grabbed Buggy's fork and fed him some more. Buggy's eyes never left you. It was honestly making it way more awkward when you thought it couldn't get more awkward…

"May I help you?" You questioned him, feeling uneasy all the sudden.

"You could keep feeding me." He gave you a sweet smile. You melted, almost immediately. Buggy took note of that, also immediately. "You know…" Buggy started, keeping you from feeding him further. "You don't have to be this nice."

"You know," you mimicked his tone, "I can't feed you when you're talking." You grabbed the plate and set it beside you, uncrossing your legs and staring at Buggy as you found a comfortable position.

"You could–" Buggy snorted, "it wouldn't be pleasant though."

"I think that would really get me bitten."

"You must have a thing for that." Buggy started, nonchalantly. "Someone biting you."

You could feel yourself heating up. "Why would you even–" You stopped yourself. "I can see why actually. So what? It's not the worst thing one could do to me? I mean, in a weird way. Not a violent way–"

"No need to explain yourself, Straw Hat."

"Don't call me that." You huffed.

"But that's what you are. You're part of Luffy's crew, right?"

You pouted at Buggy. "Yes, but that's not the point. You keep saying it in a condescending tone. Like I'm not good enough because I'm a Straw Hat."

Buggy didn't say anything else. You finished eating and feeding him. You set the plate down beside your bed and looked back at Buggy. Who was looking dead at you. You leaned back against the bed frame and watched Buggy. You noticed his face makeup was smeared from all the stuff going on and you stood up.

"What?" Buggy questioned you. "What are you doing now?"

"Can I do something?" You pulled out your red lipstick and smiled at him widely. "I wanna fix–"

Buggy groaned. "You keep asking to do these things as if I could do anything other than bite you, which it seems like you would enjoy, so why do you keep asking?"

"Consent is nice, y'know." You shrugged at his questions. "I don't know, I don't wanna overstep any boundaries."

Buggy sighed again, "You can fix whatever you wanted to fix. No complaints here."

"Yes!" You exclaimed excitedly. You rushed back to the bed and Buggy looked at you with wide eyes. You weren't about to be any less gentle though. You grabbed your pillow and propped his head up on it, before grabbing your lipstick and getting as close to him as humanly possible. You, once again, were laser focused on Buggy. His eyes watched you as you bit down on and stuck out your tongue. You grabbed the nape of his neck and put the lipstick on his lips very carefully.

"Do you just kinda–" You paused and narrowed your eyes, and then motioned as if you were smearing lipstick on your own face.

Buggy laughed. "If that's what you think will give it that effect, knock yourself out."

Your lips pursed and eyes narrowed even more, you slowly nodded. You were thinking hard. Harder than ever. Buggy's bright eyes watched yours and when he licked his lips you furrowed your brows. "What?" You asked, pulling back from him.

"You look nice, y'know?" Buggy swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. Your eyes widened in shock.

"Me? A Straw Hat?" You gasped, placing a hand on your chest. You were hiding nervousness with humor.

"I'm serious. It's hot when get so focused on something, and don't even get me started on how attentive–"

You almost jumped when you realized he was being completely serious. "Stop." Your eyes were wide and full of something Buggy couldn't read. "Let me finish your look before you go saying anything like that."

Buggy didn't want to shut up, but he also didn't like that you were suddenly so… upset. He couldn't help but think you were off put by him suddenly. You had been doing all of this for him, and what if he blew it?

You were positively burning up. You were sure your hands were shaking at that point and you could not think straight. You were so close to Buggy and you were realizing more and more just how kissable he was. You wanted to scream. But that would alert everyone and you didn't want someone to bust in on you in that position. You stopped, your eyes locking with Buggy's and you said the first thing popped into your head.

"Buggy?" You were terrified. But as soon as Buggy hummed in response (you did not register he seemed agitated), the words fell from your mouth "Can I kiss you?"

Buggy was shocked. "What?"

You immediately pulled all the way back from him and stared at him with a shocked look. You swallowed hard and let out a nervous laugh. "I'm just– Sorry, I may have misread–"

"No you didn't." Buggy wanted you close to him again. "You can kiss me."

Your heart jumped into your throat. You could feel it beating against your ribcage and butterflies were circling in your stomach. You were sure you were about to catch fire. You leaned down and grabbed a hold of his jawline. Buggy was getting antsy. You were not moving fast enough and he could not do anything about it. But as soon as you leaned down to him and pressed your lips to his… you were both like starved animals.

His fresh makeup was smearing all over your face and you had no cares. His tongue traced your bottom lip and you, without hesitation, parted your lips letting him in your mouth. Buggy wanted to grab you, hold you in his arms, know it was real… and you? You were absolutely content with just his head. You were unaware he needed to know that.

When you pulled away, you were gasping for air. Your chest was tight and your head was spinning. You were conflicted. You were anxious and you looked at Buggy with confusion.

"Uh, did I…?"

You shook your head, "No! That was… I haven't been kissed like that in a while. I just– I hadn't expected this to turn out this way… Buggy, I like you a lot."

"But?" He groaned, expecting it to go down hill.

"But what? There is no but. I genuinely like doing this stuff for you. Luffy saved my life, and I feel like I owe him. But, you? God, Buggy, I think I'd leave that for you." You whispered the words as if someone could hear you.

Buggy was wide eyed. "Oh?" He smiled. "Well, I was thinking, I could give you another reason to leave." When finished the sentence your brow cocked. "I wanna repay you. You have been exceptionally nice and very gentle, delicate. I haven't felt that in… a while. It's the least I can do."

You cocked your head. "How?" You were genuinely oblivious. Buggy's eyes dropped from yours, to your legs and it still didn't seem to click.

"Let's just say," Buggy smiled, "I want to figure out if I like you better than that chef's food."

Your eyes were wide once again when it clicked. "Oh!" You blinked a couple times, absolutely no thoughts in your head for a moment. You had malfunctioned, it had seemed, and your silence was loud. You spoke up before Buggy could misread the silence. "Okay."

"Okay?" Buggy questioned you.

"I mean, yeah?" You were questioning yourself mostly. "Yeah!" You grew more enthusiastic. "You really wanna, y'know… go down on me when you're just… a head?"

"I see no better opportunity, baby." Buggy winked at you. Your stomach flipped.

"When Luffy saved me, I never imagined this happening, I'll be honest." You stood up from Buggy and began to take your pants off.

"What?" Buggy snorted, "A head giving you head?"

You wanted to say 'duh', but you refrained. You kicked your pants across the room and pulled at your shirt. Buggy sat (almost) patiently, waiting for you to come back to bed. You sucked in air and fidgeted.

"Shirt off?" You asked, as if it was even a question.

"Duh." Buggy mocked your earlier duh, from when you were feeding him. "Unless you aren't comfortable." Buggy knew what it was like to be self conscious.

"Let me get settled first." Your voice was soft, a whisper. You slid your panties off and stepped out of them. You inhaled sharply and made your way back to bed. You lied on the bed and grabbed Buggy's head, placing him on your stomach.

"C'mon, I'm dying for dessert, baby."

You let out a laugh and pushed yourself up the headboard. You spread your legs slightly and placed Buggy between them. As soon as he was down there you pulled your shirt off. Buggy's eyes were on your chest immediately. Your face prickled with more heat and you refrained from covering yourself.

"When I get my body back…" Buggy's eyes were full of lust.

Your hands gripped at the sheets and your eyes averted his gaze. Buggy, while you were distracted, dove in head first. His tongue began to lap at you. You gasped, not expecting him at that moment. Buggy smiled against you. You, before getting too foggy, decided to help him. He didn't have any hands at the time, so you slid your hand down your stomach and used your index and pointer finger to part your lips for him. Buggy immediately went to town.

Your hips gently rocked forward and your free hand went to your mouth. Buggy's tongue swirled around your clit and your jaw clenched. Your hips jutted upwards slightly and stayed there, giving Buggy a better angle. He was being just as attentive as you were earlier. His nose hit your clit and you were unraveling already. Your hand gripped your mouth as you moaned for him. Your hand moved from your mouth briefly, you needed him to know how he made you feel.

"Buggy–" You tried to stay as quiet as possible. "Fuck," you were breathless. "I'm gonna–" Everything was tense and hot and bubbling over. You bucked your hips one last time and came undone from his tongue. You covered your mouth one last time and bit into your palm. Buggy continued to lap at you through your high. His movements slowed but he still kept going.

Your hips fell onto the bed and you lied there, Buggy finally stopped and you caught your breath. You were sprawled out on the bed, Buggy's head still between your legs. Your eyes locked with his and you could tell he was smiling. You sighed and leaned forward, picking him up and resting him on your abdomen. Your breathing was slow and ragged. Buggy was pleased with himself. You shut your eyes for a moment and collected yourself. Buggy watched you, waiting for your next move. He was curious to know what you were thinking. If you were willing to really leave with him…

"Buggy…?" Your brows furrowed. He hummed (this time not agitated), and you continued, "If I somehow survive Arlong… I promise you–"

"Hold on." Buggy interrupted you. "I don't want you to say something you don't mean because you just orgasmed."

"No, no," you opened your eyes to look at him, hoping he'd take you more seriously with eye contact. "Buggy, I'm going to live and I'm going to leave with you." Buggy took it all in. “You don’t have to say anything right now…” You smiled at him. “I need sleep and you do too.” You moved Buggy beside you and placed him on your pillow, and you rolled over onto your side, staring at him. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.” Buggy whispered as you closed your eyes.

Sleep was much needed. Unknown to you, Buggy stayed up for a little while longer, watching you. He wanted nothing more than to hold you so close and know it was all real. He wondered briefly what he had done to deserve someone like you… So nice, caring, and gentle. He didn’t think about it too long; he decided to sleep as well.

Buggy’s head was on Sanji’s hip. You had tried to get them to let you hold him, but Zoro seemed to be onto something, so you did not protest when Sanji told you he had it.

When you had made it to Arlong Park fear and anxiety was at an all time high. You were capable of fighting, but you had never fought anyone like the Fishmen. Not by a long shot. The smoke bombs began to go off inside and Luffy busted open the gates of the park. You were beside Usopp when hell broke loose. You watched as he reared back and shot something, hitting one of the fishmen in the face effortlessly. Your eyes widened, Usopp grabbed you when the fishman began to chase him.

“Usopp!” You started to run as well, “I need to stay back– I have to help!” Usopp did not listen. You were both running through the woods at that point, you could not turn around and be collateral damage.

“Run!” Was the only thing Usopp responded with. “Split up! He’s after me, not you! I’ll find you later, I promise.”

You did not hesitate to take off running away from Usopp. You wanted to try to find your way back, to get Buggy, but you did not know your way around. You reached a good, healthy distance from the fishman chasing Usopp and froze. You turned a circle and realized how lost you were. You groaned.

“How the fuck do I find Buggy now?” You threw your head back.

Your legs ached, your lungs burned. You huffed and crossed your arms. You started to walk in an unknown direction, and hoped it was leading you somewhere. You heard a crunch of leaves from ahead of you and you froze again. This time from fear. Your entire body tensed and you kept from calling out, just in case it was someone wanting to kill you.

It could be Usopp, you thought to yourself. Something touched your back and your jaw clenched. You turned around slowly and a disembodied, gloved hand waved at you. You immediately lit up. The hand moved from around you and you looked over your shoulder, following its movements. It disappeared behind some trees. You heard a ‘pop’ and footsteps again. You turned to face the steps and Buggy walked out from behind a tree.

“Buggy!” You were running for him instantly. You leaped onto him and wrapped your arms around him. “Buggy…” You buried your face in his neck and Buggy relaxed against you. You felt it. “I tried to stay back, Usopp dragged me out, I don’t think he wanted me getting hurt. I didn’t know how to get back, I wanted to get back–”

“Whoa!” Buggy’s arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly. He did not want to let you go. Not yet. Not ever. "We're here now." His hand grabbed your shirt. It was your turn to relax against him.

"I didn't want you to think I was running away from you," You pulled away and looked at him.

Buggy could have sworn his heart fluttered. He inhaled sharply and looked down at you. Thoughts from the night you two had before came flooding back. Buggy had promised when he got his body back–

"I know, uh," You pulled away, fidgeting slightly, "we're in the middle of nowhere in these woods, and Usopp is most definitely looking for me, but all I can think about is the other night and you…"

Buggy was smirking immediately. "You aren't thinking about fucking in these woods are you, Straw Hat?"

Your face prickled with heat. "I'm just thinking about fucking." You nervously laughed. "So if you happen to know a place–"

Buggy did not let you finish. He was on you in an instant. He cupped your face and kissed you, ravenously. He held you as close as possible, hands pulling you as close to him as possible. Your arms wrapped around him and you held him just as tight. As soon as Buggy pulled away you gasped, looking at him wide eyed.

“I'm going to be honest, I've probably been hard since I gave you head.” Buggy looked at you as if you were everything to him. “We could find-”

“We could fuck here.” You were breathless. “Just, uh, maybe lay your jacket down?” You wanted nothing more than to be railed. You needed it. You didn't care if Usopp happened to find you or not. You didn't care about anything other than Buggy.

Buggy was quick to remove his jacket and throw it down. He motioned towards it, as if to show it off and you giggled. You launched yourself back into Buggy’s arms and kissed him again. His tongue darted into your mouth and you groaned.

Before you knew it you were laid down on his jacket, Buggy’s thigh between your legs and his arms caging you in. Then, your hands were cupping his face, and the both of you were as close as close could be. You pulled back from kissing him and pressed your forehead to his.

“Having second thoughts?” Buggy became serious.

“Never,” you pouted, wondering why he even felt you would be. “I wasn't lying, when I said I’d leave Luffy's crew for you. It's still true.”

“Then what's on your mind?”

“I owe you, don't you think I should return the favor?” You cocked your head to the side.

“Baby, as much as I’d love for you to suck my cock, I need to fuck you.”

“Fuck,” you whispered, “I need you too.” Your voice was soft and you sounded deprived. You were deprived. You wanted nothing more than for him to take you right then and there. You needed him to do that.

You saying that you needed him, that was all it took. The look of need on your face, the soft glint in your eyes, the way you bit the inside of your lip… Buggy was also ready to rip his clothes off. He did want nothing more than to take time with you, but that would have to wait. The look in his eyes was suddenly feral, rabid. The way you stared up at him from your position under him was breathtaking. He needed more of that.

“I promise,” Buggy bent down to kiss you, and began to speak in between kisses, “whenever we get back to my ship I'll take my time with you.” He pulled back and placed his forehead to yours. “But for now-”

“Please,” you began to beg, “just fuck me…”

With that, Buggy was ripping your clothes off. He was pulling at your pants while you slid your top off. You lied there beneath him, wearing nothing but panties, breathing heavily. The look in Buggy's eyes was darker and suddenly much more lustful. His fingers crept under the waistband of your panties and he began to slowly pull them down. The cool air hit the sensitive skin and you gasped.

Buggy moved his gloved hand up to his mouth, removing the glove with his teeth. He spit it out beside you and chills ran down your spine. Your breathing became even heavier. His, now bare, hand moved back towards your pussy and he slowly pushed a finger inside of you.

“I wanna test something,” he mumbled, moving closer to you, “before we get to the main event.”

His pace quickened, and another finger was pushed inside of you. But that wasn't what he wanted to test. You were becoming too hot to even think about what it could be though. Buggy kissed your neck and down to your collarbone. That's when you felt it, his teeth sinking into your skin. He nibbled and bit at your skin and your hips bucked. You began to scratch at his forearms.

“Buggy!” You helped out, loudly. His fingers sped up a little more, and between that and the biting, you were sent over the edge. You were pleading, begging at that point. Your eyes screwed shut and your nails raked down his arms. You yelled out for him again as you came undone. The pit in your stomach unraveled and your hips followed his fingers as he pulled them out. “Buggy…” Your voice was softer than before.

Buggy mocked your tone, repeating your name to you. He looked down at you lovingly though. Love and lust filled him. He was sure it was mostly lust, but he was also sure he loved the way you said his name and reacted to him. He was sure he loved you. He just wasn't sure he was ready to say anything about that. So, he did the next best thing.

“Are you ready now?” He whispered in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. You nodded, causing Buggy to briefly remove himself from you and quickly undress himself.

He positioned himself back over you. You kissed him again and brought your knees up, spreading your legs slightly. Buggy kissed back, he kissed you like he needed you. Like you were the air he had to breathe. You were sure in that moment, you loved him. You had come to the conclusion it was a possibility, but then? You were sure.

Buggy thrusted, his hips hitting yours. One of his hands gripped your thigh and his other one held himself steady above you. You gasped and gripped his back. You leaned up and kissed his neck as he thrusted again. Buggy let out a groan. You wrapped your legs around him and you were sure you couldn't get much closer. But that didn't stop you from trying. You were tangled together and neither of you were slowing down.

Buggy mumbled your name, a mantra, in your ear. He was getting close. You were too. Buggy's hips were rocking against yours, the sound of skin hitting skin echoing throughout the forest. If Usopp hadn't found you yet, you were sure he heard you. You couldn't bring yourself to care though.

“Buggy,” you whined, nails dragging down his back. “I need to- Fuck, I need you-”

“I'm gonna-”

You were both mumbling messes. Buggy finally said something coherent. “Where?”

“Inside.” Your eyes shut again. Your hips rocked with his and you came undone again.

As soon as your orgasm hit, you felt Buggy come inside of you. He didn't even think about arguing with you on the place he came. His thrusts slowed and became sloppier, before coming to a complete stop and both of you lying there.

Buggy let himself fall slightly. More of his weight on top of you. You were both sweaty and sticky, and you didn't care. You wanted nothing more than to be there with him. If the fear of being caught were not so real, you would have stayed there forever with him.

Your legs fell from Buggy and hit the ground. Buggy pulled out of you, and he began to stand up. “Can't really clean up here, might need to find uh-”

“Well,” you started, “Arlong’s Park isn't too far-” you tried to sound serious.

Buggy, who was pulling his pants up, froze. “Very funny, Straw Hat.”

“Oh,” you feigned hurt, beginning to get up and get dressed yourself, “I didn't think I was a Straw Hat anymore…” Buggy lit up at the realization. “What? You think I was gonna hit it and get it?” You smiled at Buggy, “You're stuck with me now, Buggy!”

Buggy smiled and picked his jacket up off the ground, and placed it over your shoulders.

“That… I think I can live with that.”

You kissed Buggy quickly before looking around and placing your hands on your hips, “Okay really, I don't know my way out of here…”

“Don't worry,” Buggy began to walk ahead of you, “I'm more than capable of getting us out of here.”

You believed him. You trusted him. So you nodded, and began to follow him. You grabbed his hand and Buggy faltered momentarily. He looked back at you and all you did was smile. Buggy smiled back and turned to face ahead of him. He was absolutely positive being ‘stuck’ with you was going to be a great thing.

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