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Outdoors

Pairing: [ftm] Portgas D. Ace x [male, amab] Reader Kinktober prompt: Outdoors Tags: pussy eating / riding / ace is a good boy

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The crew had left for the island, leaving you to watch the ship while they were away. It didn’t bother you; you actually appreciated it, taking up the opportunity to rest a little from all the training you’d been doing recently. You’d been sitting there on a shadowed part of the deck. Well, mostly lying on the ground, only with the upper part of your back against the wall, eyes closed as you tried not to nap.

Something suddenly dropped on your face before there was pressure on your lap, and it wasn’t that hard to identify it was Ace’s hat, followed by Ace himself.

“I thought you were going to stay with the others.” You pulled the hat off your face, looked at it, and carefully set it down beside you.

“I was,” Ace hummed, hands on your lower stomach as he straddled your lap. “But I remembered we can have the ship to ourselves now, so I just did everything I needed quickly and returned to you.” He grinned, tilting his head. “Did you miss me?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, sighing softly. “What do you want, Ace?”

Ace gasped. “Oh, so that’s what you think of me? That I just come after you when I need something?” He clicked his tongue and shook his head, cupping your cheeks to make you look up at him to see his disdain and disappointment. Dramatic idiot. “I just love my boyfriend.”

“As you should.” You chuckled at how he rolled his eyes a little.

Ace let go of your cheeks with a soft sigh and scooted closer, straddling your hips instead. “You’re lucky for that, either way.” He shifted again. “If I didn’t love you,” he continued speaking despite the way your gaze fell to his hips, observing them grind against yours, “you would’ve been kicked out, called delusional, and put down like a—”

“Ace.” You cleared your throat with a small smirk on your face, observing his clueless expression—a pretend one, at least. “I’m not going back to our cabin right now, Ace, sorry.”

No answer came from Ace for a moment, and then he slowly grinned. “I’m not saying we need to go back there!” He didn’t let you answer, grinding his hips more against yours, enough to replace your words with a gasp. “Come on,” he whispered, hands slipping under your shirt as he didn’t stop moving your hips, “it’ll be quick. The others aren’t anywhere near done out there… We deserve a little fun.”

Of course, Ace knew your weak spots. It was easy thinking with the head of your cock when he was grinding against you so nicely. He bit his lip as he felt the bulge growing in your pants.

“That’s it,” he whispered.

You took a deep breath, patting his thigh gently. “Go on, Ace, you win.”

Ace chuckled proudly as he just stood up, a foot by each of your thighs as he unbuckled his belt, momentarily stepping aside to take off his shorts and his underwear. You raised your eyebrows at the sight of his pussy, all slick. It’d been a while since he last shaved, but the hair was neatly trimmed. From between his lips, his swollen clit was practically begging you to suck it.

“Hold on,” you said, sitting up properly so that you could push yourself up to your knees. Ace raised an eyebrow, about to step away when you placed your hands on his thighs, pulling him closer until his pussy was inches away from your face. “Mm, good boy,” you whispered.

You pulled one of Ace’s folds to the side with your thumb, exposing his throbbing pussy, and he whimpered just at the feeling of your breath fanning against him, gasping when your mouth pressed to his pussy, drinking his slick with fat licks along his entrance. His moans were breathy, thighs quivering as he sought support by pressing his forearms against the wall behind you. It felt so good to finally have the friction he craved so much.

“Ohhh, babe—” Ace cut himself off with another moan, his hips bucking forward once your lips clasped around his clit, sucking and tonguing at it. He whimpered as a hand flew to your hair, keeping your head in place at the same time he pushed his hips forward, becoming more of a mess at how you mouthed at his pussy, eating it as if you were starving. Your teeth sometimes tugged on his fat lips. He went weak at that, struggling to keep himself up so that he could feel that for a while longer.

A shiver ran down his spine, making him let out a broken moan before he stepped back. “Okay, okay, enough of this, I— I still want you inside me,” he said breathlessly, legs still wobbly.

A chuckle escaped your lips, and you nodded with a hum, sitting properly again. “As you wish, dear.” You licked your lips clean and rushed to undo your belt and lower your pants and underwear—they were just a little down his thighs when he lowered himself on your lap.

“Mmm, so good,” Ace breathed. He sat with your cock right between your folds as it rested back against your lower stomach; your breath hitched as your hands flew to his thighs. He was so warm, rocking his hips gently to cover you with his juices, his throbbing pussy making you hiss softly as you ached more and more to be inside him.

“Damn it,” you whispered, watching his pussy. “Let me be inside you, sweetheart.”

“Now we’re talking.” Ace smiled and bit his lip. With a hand on your shoulder for support, he used the free one to guide your cock to his entrance, rubbing your tip along his slit before finally pressing it to his entrance. “Mmm, fuck,” he gasped at the nice burning feeling of your cock stretching him, breath hitching in his throat a couple of times as he slowly lowered himself on you. He was so hot around you, wet walls clasping down around your cock so tightly, so deliciously while they accommodated it.

One of your hands went up his torso, caressing his waist, tracing the scars under his pecs, and then cupping his face; Ace leaned into your touch and kissed your palm gently. “Such a pretty boy,” you whispered, feeling him get tighter just with the words. Your thumb traced his soft lips, which earned it a few kisses, a few licks… “Ace,” you groaned.

“Okay,” he chuckled quietly, giving the pad of your thumb a last kiss before finally starting to move his hips. His hands took yours to hold, interlacing your fingers, as he used them for leverage.

It wasn’t that comfortable. The wall was digging into your shoulder blades, and your back hurt a little, but you didn’t want to stop Ace, not when his pussy was so hot and tight around you like that. You set your feet on the ground to at least gain a little more support.

“You feel so good,” Ace gasped, letting the moans escape his lips freely. He really had no fear of getting caught, but just the thought of someone walking in you two—or even the memory of Deuce catching you that time—made your cock throb more. “Nnngh, deep,” he whispered and rolled his hips, which made a broken moan escape his lips at the same time he clenched more around you, feeling your tip caress his sweet spot so nicely. His thigh muscles flexed with the way he tensed up, arching his back while doing his best to keep riding you, rolling his hips that way that made a shiver run down your spine, your cock throbbing more inside him.

“That’s it, baby… Your pussy is so tight around me, so hot…” Your words made Ace squeeze your cock again, drawing a groan from you as you tried to keep your hands firm for him.

Ace was holding your hands tightly. Sometimes, his nails would sink into the back of your hand, but what was it compared to his pussy milking you so good like that? Your eyes trailed down to his pussy, watching it sink on your cock repeatedly, abused and neglected clit peeking out between his parted folds. He was so wet, accumulating a creamy ring of pre-cum around the base of your cock, which soaked down to your balls. Also, the squelching sound of his pussy…

“Mmph, love your cock so much,” Ace gasped, thighs quivering. His hips were starting to stutter, sometimes lingering for a little more than usual, but he did his best to try to keep the rhythm even after you freed one of your hands so that you’d stroke his clit. It made Ace squeeze your cock more, practically milking it as he moved his hips faster.

“Fuck, Ace, Ace,” you chanted through moans as the knot in your lower stomach tightened, your orgasm marching closer and closer until you were finally coming, balls clenching to spill your seed all inside him. A deep groan escaped your lips as you came while Ace kept riding you, letting your cum spread all over his gummy walls until he was coming as well, not caring whether he was driving you into overstimulation or not. He needed to finish, so he would, even if you were whining and gasping while squeezing his thigh. He rode you through his high, eventually stopping as the throbbing between his legs grew more sporadic, spasming around you.

Ace’s chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. He was a mess, eyeing you through the strands that covered his eyes, glued to his face and to his neck due to a thin layer of sweat. He chuckled softly, leaning in to kiss your lips messily. “Fuck, I need more of you…”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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Jealous? Me?

Pairing: Trafalgar Law x [gender-neutral, afab] Reader Kinktober prompt: Jealous sex Tags: Transmasc friendly / Dom-Sub undertones / Penetration / Strap game / Bottom law !

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You sat on the bed in the cabin, with your back against the wall, messing with a paper you’d found on the bedside table. It had nothing important nor special, but anything counted if there wasn’t an opening for a talk. He noticed it, certainly, Law was a smart guy, though he was also awful at talking about anything that involved feelings, whether they were his or not. Obviously, he put some effort into it when it came to you, and it still wasn’t any easier.

Law tried not to look a lot at you. He glanced around the cabin, restless, trying to find something to do after placing his sword down and leaving his hat on the desk. The desk, bedside table, adjusting the poster on the wall. None of it really worked. Eventually, he slowly let out a breath and stripped down to his boxer shorts to get ready for bed and sat down next to you. As much as he tried to rethink every single little thing he’d done that day, Law just couldn’t figure out what exactly made you act like that. It was a normal day at an island, restocking and chilling around a little. He had even been around you for most of the time.

Okay. There needed to be a first step, right? Law rested his head on your shoulder—or at least tried to, meeting the mattress instead. “Babe,” he sighed, bottom lip sticking out a little, as he crossed his arms. No answer. He raised his eyebrows a little, thinking for a moment. “Come on.”

“I can’t believe this still happens,” you sighed as you put the paper away and looked at Law. “Every single time, you’re always letting someone hit on you. Last time, it was that guy at the open market when we were buying food, but today, it was that woman at the docks. Like, I know you don’t flirt back or even think about anyone else, but can’t you at least push them away? It was obnoxious watching her shove her tits into your face while you just sat there. Are you dead or something?”

Well, Law did seem dead, to some degree. You couldn’t help but find it a little funny when he looked up at you with his droopy eyes, dark circles under them—your face didn’t mirror your thoughts, though.

“I’m sorry.” Law pressed his lips together. “You know that I just don’t care. It’s not like they know me or they’re going to kiss me or anything. Does it even matter?”

You narrowed your eyes at Law; he furrowed his eyebrows, looking up for a moment before he sat up, slowly exhaling. Despite your attempts to pull away, he still wrapped his arms around you and rested his head on your shoulder.

“What I’m trying to say is that they’re unimportant. I only have eyes for you,” he mumbled, kissing your shoulder.

“At least be a little more considerate because I hate watching this happen,” you sighed, rolling the paper up to smack Law’s head then put it away again.

“Ouch,” he groaned, scrunching his nose. “You know you’re the only one who gets to touch me, to kiss me, to see my bed hair, to see me all skrunkly whenever sleep-deprived… The only one who gets cuddles, love, this body, kisses,” he continued listing, observing your face carefully—his heart fluttered at the smallest sign of a smile on your face. “But I will try to be more attentive about it. For you, babe.”

A sigh escaped your lips, and Law felt your shoulder relaxing under his head. “Okay.” You nodded, looking at him. “But I still expect you to make up for it. Come on, Law.” The fact you said his name instead of a pet name made him look at you again, pausing as he met your gaze. “Did you even remember my existence after that woman in the docks started flirting with you? I bet all you think about now are her tits, with the way she kept shoving it in your face. You barely talked to me after that. You only approached me now, and…”

“Stop being so dramatic!” Law groaned as he threw a leg over and straddled your lap, facing you. “You know how bad I am with this stuff, and you kept avoiding me!” His palms pressed both of your cheeks together as he looked at you in the eyes. “What was I supposed to do, hm? I was thinking about you all the time!”

You crossed your arms over your chest with a scoff. “Untrue.”

Law’s eyebrows knitted together, and he pouted again. “I only have eyes for you. I literally have a tattoo with your name, pictures of you everywhere, I take you everywhere. What else do you need?” He wrapped his arms around your neck, hugging you close, and you wanted to laugh at his growing desperation.

Of course, he loved you. Protecting you was always Law’s first reaction whenever some danger approached, and he needed to spend at least a certain amount of time with you during the day, or else he’d get extremely clingy. Not to mention the small things he did, like making sure you were always eating properly or drinking enough water, always knowing when you needed hugs or space.

“You’re so fake!” You clicked your tongue, wrapping your arms around his waist and kissing his collarbone—his hands rested on your back with the change. “You don’t even like me, Trafalgar, you just use me because there’s no one else for you in the sub!”

Law felt like dying. He knew it was playful banter, but there was a bottom of truth, and he didn’t know what to do right now to get that off your mind. Whatever he had to say turned into a gasp once you started nipping on his collarbones instead of just kissing, also making your way up his neck. A soft groan escaped his lips as he leaned his head back, and the new kisses up his throat made him groan again.

“Goddammit, (y/n),” he sighed.

The soft touches on his back made Law shiver, feeling your fingers trace down his spine gently, eventually slipping into his boxers—he swallowed dryly as he kept still, despite the frustration once your hand pulled away.

“I hate you.” Law rubbed the back of your neck, humming at how your lips sucked a mark into the side of his neck.

“I know,” you chuckled as you leaned back and looked at him. “If you didn’t hate me, you wouldn’t be letting anyone else hit on you like that!”

Law’s eyes widened as he glared at you, clicking his tongue. That was getting ridiculous. “I’m yours,” he said with a nod. “I’m all yours. Only yours. Your property, your boyfriend, your girlfriend, and whatever else you want.” His face fell as you chuckled more, his cheeks burning in embarrassment. You were insufferable, but he loved you so much it hurt.

“You’re so cute when you’re desperate like that,” you chuckled, but you were shut up by a kiss this time. Despite the initial lack of reaction, you slowly kissed Law back.

The soft kisses started gaining urgency in no time—Law’s teeth tugged on your lips before he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into your mouth at the first opportunity you got. Fuck, it made you groan. Your hands tightened around his waist, and Law finally felt like he was getting somewhere.

“Stop being so annoying,” Law breathed against your lips. “You’re lucky that I love you.”

You eyed him with a smirk, shaking your head a little. “Do you, though?” Before there was any interruption, you shifted your positions, making Law fall back on the mattress. “Whatever. I think it’s about time I give you a little reminder about who you belong to.”

Law perked up a little at the same time his cheeks burned, and he had to close his eyes for a moment. “I’m not against that.”

“Of course you aren’t.”

It didn’t take long for you to undress, get the box from the wardrobe, and get the strap-on ready, but it felt like an eternity for Law as he buried his face into the pillow he hugged, also undressed. He was thankful you couldn’t see his cock under him because he was afraid he’d started leaking already just from the pressure of the occasion.

The mattress shifting around him brought Law back to reality. He lifted his head as he felt you straddle the back of his thighs, and the soft kisses pressed between his shoulder blades eased part of the anxiety. With a soft hum, he closed his eyes and rested his head against the pillow again, sideways this time. He loved the way you touched him, so careful and loving. Your fingertips traced the tattoos on his back, going down to his tramp stamp—your thumbs pressed to it so nicely, rubbing circles into the skin. He moaned at something as simple as that.

“Stretch?” You asked, receiving a hum of denial in response. It rushed things a little.

The lube was cold, eventually warming up as you spread it evenly over your fingers. Your thumb held Law’s ass cheek to the side and exposed his waiting hole; he gasped, tensing up under you once two of your fingers pressed to his entrance. In soft circles, they traced his hole, spreading the lube before starting to push in. Law let out a sound that was muffled against the pillow, clenching tightly.

You didn’t take long—since Law didn’t need you to stretch him first, you didn’t bother lingering around sensitive spots or curling your fingers up inside him, only spreading the lube generously. The strap’s dildo was next.

Law visibly tensed up a little as he felt you shifting, but he didn’t move. A knee sank into the bed beside each of Law’s thighs, and there was an elbow by his side before he felt the toy press to his entrance. He moaned, pressing his eyes shut as he felt your cock slowly push in, stretching him so nicely as his walls accommodated around it, and his back arched a little bit once he felt it start pressing to his sensitive spots. It felt so good.

“Fuck,” you whispered, letting your other elbow sink into the bed as well, now that you didn’t need to guide the toy into him anymore. Your chest pressed to Law’s back, feeling it rise with his breathing, which easily fell out of pace as you started moving your hips.

The first thrust was shallow, barely having anything moving, but it helped you adjust your position to find enough support to make things easier. Law hissed as he felt you slowly build a pace, his fingers wrapping around the pillow as his cock twitched between him and the mattress. He could relax according to how his body got used to the new pleasure, burying the lower half of his face into the pillow, muffling his moans.

“Still thinking about someone else?” You breathed into Law’s ear, your voice carrying that bitter tone that agonized him so fucking much. “Or did you remember who’s your actual partner, hm?” A gasp came from Law as your hips snapped particularly sharply, pressing to a sensitive spot inside him. “You must like making me jealous,” you sighed.

His will to protest was practically useless—whatever you did to him, it took away Law’s capability of forming a proper train of thought, only allowing him to focus on how good you made him feel. The best he could do was groan in a tone that mixed pleasure and complaint, and he was sure it only amused you.

A trail of kisses was left along Law’s shoulder, sometimes interrupted by soft nipping. Your lips felt so nice, hot against his skin, adding to the pleasure that only you could ever give him. The thrusts became a little more intense, not exactly faster, as you bit down on his shoulder; Law arched his back with it, moaning.

You reached deep inside him, making him feel so deliciously full, so good. His fingers sank into the pillow again, holding it tightly to himself.

It took you a while, slowly removing an elbow from the mattress and slowly stabilizing yourself so that you could reach a hand up to Law’s face. He was a little confused but gasped at feeling your fingers pushing into his mouth, two of them, forcing their way in as your palm pressed to his cheek. He was forced to stop burying his face into the soft fabric of the pillow, letting his moans shamefully fill the room along with your unsteady breathing and the occasional squelching sound.

“Ahhh,” Law groaned, unable to say anything even if he wanted to. Drool started running down the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to disappear for a moment—he felt embarrassed at the same time he felt stupidly good.

Maybe he lost track of time for a moment. His mind started getting fuzzier at some point, the corners of his vision blackening out, his cock aching as it throbbed, all somehow turning him on even more. Reality came back to him with the way you groaned, shifting a little behind him, and his tongue was already hanging out of his mouth at this point.

You were probably aware of how it made him feel and felt proud of it. Your thrusts kept going, fucking Law so nicely, keeping that angle that made his back arch more and his moans grow a pitch higher.

“What’s it?” You whispered, lips grazing the shell of his ear. Hell, the way you regretted not getting a vibrator or something inside yourself before. He was such a mess under you… It made you feel so hot, unfortunately unattended; the eventual friction of the back of the strap-on against you didn’t even count.

“I hope the next time someone is hitting on you, you actually remember how nice I fuck you. Maybe that’ll help instead,” you said sharply.

Law would never admit it, but he loved it when you’d change roles with him and take charge like that, muttering loving or cruel words to him, riding or fucking him—he was a sucker for it. He knew some things that would often trigger this change, and one of them was jealousy. No, he never made you jealous on purpose, but whenever he noticed your bad mood towards him was due to jealousy, his cock already throbbed in his pants.

The moans that slipped from Law’s lips grew each time louder according to how his orgasm approached, forming that familiar tingling sensation in the base of his stomach. His mouth ached a little from the way your fingers tugged on it, but maybe he enjoyed pain.

Law’s cum made a hot and sticky mess that’d require a change of bedsheets later, shot between himself and the mattress as he kept being fucked through his high, and even after. He whimpered, gasping for air at the edge of overstimulation that was quickly replaced by the awful feeling of nothingness at the same time your hand let go of him. He clenched around nothing as you pulled your cock out of him, arching his back then curling up a little while whimpering more. Too much to process. You were making him go crazy.

“Fuck,” you whispered, pulling back to take the strap off, no matter how messy it was. “My time now, right?” You kissed the back of Law’s neck and pressed a hand to his back. “I hope you didn’t forget me again.”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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Tough guy? Where?

Pairing: [ftm] Trafalgar Law x [gender-neutral] Reader Kinktober prompt: handcuffed Tags: Law gets his pussy eaten / good for him / sea-prism stone handcuffs a/n: mmm the writing isn't that good, sorry

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It wasn’t exactly Law’s favorite thing. He didn’t know what to do now that he didn’t have free use of his hands. Or any control, in general. His whole body was heated up, and his heartbeat was in his head—plus also between his legs—as he stared at the ceiling, seeing it spin a little under his gaze whenever the focus of his eyes moved. The sweat was accumulating on his skin, trailing down the side of his neck in drops that sometimes tickled him.

It was obvious he wouldn’t be going anywhere unless you let him, but Law still tugged a little at the cuffs, feeling them sink into his skin, but of course, there was no way out of that. The way your face suddenly showed up made his breath hitch, and he clicked his tongue, glaring at you. It didn’t make much of an effect, either way, only earning himself a grin.

“You fine?” You raised an eyebrow, hands flat on Law’s thighs, running up and down the hot skin soothingly.

Law made a faint sound as he looked at you through half-lidded eyes. He wanted to curse you, to do anything that didn’t make him seem as powerless and pathetic as he was now, but backing down wasn’t an option. It’s just… Things seemed different when they were just a theory, just a little fantasy you’d put in his mind. Now that it was real, he felt like it shouldn’t be that good, and like he should do something to take control and lead things again. The pleasure shouldn’t feel so good, so mind fuzzing… He wanted to hate that new feeling.

“Use your words, love,” you mumbled, holding his jaw to make him look at you and allow you to his lips lightly.

“Yes,” Law groaned. The cuffs made a little sound against the bed frame due to how he instinctively tried to reach your face, making him sigh in frustration when he was just restricted again. Even worse, there was a playful glint in your eyes when your gaze averted to the cuffs and then back to his eyes before you smiled.

“You’ll be fine,” you whispered, pressing a hand to his waist again, gently caressing the skin. He couldn’t believe he was that worked up just from some brief touches.

All you’d done so far was some foreplay that didn’t even include anything further from watching Law’s pussy throb for need while you kissed his thighs, his chest, also caressing his waist or hips, and it was already enough to have him that needy. Dripping. Those sea-prism stone cuffs really were doing something to him.

A sigh escaped Law’s lips as he felt your hand trailing along the inside of his thigh, rubbing circles into the skin. It made him gasp softly when you reached a sensitive area; he arched his back, pressing his eyes shut while waiting for a touch that actually never came.

“(Y/n),” Law mumbled in frustration and turned his head to the side, kind of hiding his face into his arm.

There was no response. Law sighed shakily, feeling your lips along his collarbones and down to his chest, while your hands massaged his thighs so nicely. He kept his eyes closed and breathed in deeply. Being patient wasn’t that easy, but it was easy to get lost in the gentle caressing when his mind was in such a mushy, messy state.

Law’s pride was too much to actually plead for something, as much as he wanted to. He wouldn’t lower himself to that point, so he just bit his tongue, trying to keep himself together until you did something. Whether you were really taking long or it was just his mind pulling pranks on him, Law didn’t know, but it didn’t change how it felt like torture.

The mattress shifted under him, which gave Law certain hope. His breath hitched the moment your lips met his thigh, making him groan softly at the soft kisses along the skin. Your kisses and nibbles were hot, sending sparkles through his body—Law had to hold himself back from not squirming because what if that discouraged you from taking things faster? He gasped, letting his fingers sink into his palms and leave behind crescent marks on the skin. Maybe the pain would help him control himself a little.

Law let out a particularly loud moan that was followed by whimpers at how your mouth started working down the inner side of his thigh. So close.

“Please,” the word slipped past Law’s lips without him even noticing. He winced a little once he noticed what he’d done, but there was barely time to process it before your mouth pressed to his pussy instead.

Law gasped, back arching as he tugged on the restraints again, moaning at the feeling of your mouth hot on him. Your tongue was flat against him, going from his entrance to his clit—the texture, the warmth… it all felt so good, even more after all the wait. He whimpered without even noticing it, but it was too late to give up now. He’d rather have you keep mouthing at him, continuing to give his clit soft kisses while adjusting his thighs over your shoulders.

“Mmm, not much of a tough guy right now, at you?” You chuckled, breath fanning over his pussy as you held on his hips. “More like a good boy.”

“Fuck y— Nghhh!” Law arched his back when you started mouthing at his pussy again, nipping on his swollen labia and sneaking some kisses to his clit. It was enough to make his thighs quiver, at the same time his thoughts became fuzzier. How weak were you able to make him?

You didn’t say anything, but it wasn’t like you needed to. Instead, your mouth was busy buried in Law’s pussy, licking around his entrance until finally pushing in. The taste on your tongue was familiar, making your mouth water as you licked around, feeling Law’s walls clench around your tongue. So hot. It had you growing aroused as well, though you knew how to keep your priorities straight.

The cuffs clanked around the bed frame again, and the new motion made you look up. Law’s face flushed even more at the sight of you with your face buried into his pussy—he gasped, clenching and becoming wetter as his head dropped back. You would’ve chuckled if you weren’t more worried about fucking Law with your tongue.

“Mmph, good,” Law whispered between the breathy moans.

You let go of one of his hips so that you’d be able to use your fingers too. The new addition of a finger alongside your tongue made Law’s thighs threaten to close around you, but it wasn’t much of a problem right now. You focused on pushing your finger in deep, curling it up against the spots you couldn’t reach. It was such a mess. Law was so wet, and it soaked everywhere along with your spit.

Soon enough, you added a second finger. Reaching his sweet spot was easier this way, and it gave your tongue something of a pause. It’d started aching a while ago. You pulled back to watch your fingers sinking into his pussy, practically sucked in by how tight his walls were. You hissed a little at the tightness when your fingers curled up deep inside him. His hips even moved into your hand when the other one pressed down to his lower stomach, making Law even louder as he threw his head back against the pillow. You’d never heard him whimper that badly before, so it was a pleasant surprise.

An obscene squelching sound was made whenever your fingers moved, making Law wetter as his thighs quivered. Sometimes, he would let out a broken moan at how your fingers fucked him so good, reaching in deep, right on the right spots.

Your eyes averted from your fingers to his clit, all swollen and neglected. Keeping your fingers thrusting into him, you wrapped your lips around his clit this time. It made Law whine at the unexpected addition, arching his back once you started sucking and licking on his clit. He was a mess with it, moaning incoherent words as he clenched tightly around your fingers.

Law’s breath caught in his throat for a moment—apparently, you mouthed at his clit while your fingers pressed to his sweet spot, just the right way. Each attempt to catch his breath only sent more whines spilling from his lips, and you didn’t stop, keeping your motions through all of it, making Law’s toes curl, and he was cumming. He let out broken moans, barely able to keep himself together, cumming all over your fingers and making a bigger mess.

You made sure to take it slow, gradually decreasing your motions until Law was finally recovered, careful not to drive him more into overstimulation. His legs already twitched lightly when you pulled away, so you were careful. It’d been enough of an adventure, for now.

The new touches carried a soothing tone. Kisses were spread across Law’s torso on your way up, lingering on his chest before you pecked his lips while undoing the cuffs.

“There you go,” you sighed with a smile, looking down to see Law’s worn-out expression. He was all spent, so cute like that. You brushed the messy hair away from his face to press a kiss to his forehead. “I’ll clean you up, and then I’ll rub some cream on your wrists, okay, my love?”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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fire-first-felix · 1 year ago

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꒰১໒꒱. 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅

summary. you have plans for a costume party, but zoro has other ideas

⤷ contents. roronoa zoro x afab!reader, nsfw, possessive!zoro, rough sex, slight degradation, roleplay, groping, indirect breeding kink, creampie, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, implied oral (male receiving)

⤷ notes. zoro's always fun to write smut for lol. it's impossible for me not to make him call reader a brat...

"We're gonna be late, quit staring in the mirror!" Zoro called out, pulling on his large boots.

The two of you had been invited to a Halloween party, courtesy of Perona. It was a yearly event, each October the Ghost Queen would throw a ‘spooky rager’ and invite all of Grand Line University. Zoro had asked you out only five months ago, meaning last year you hadn’t gone as a pair, but this time you were going to rectify that.

“I’m almost done, quit worrying!” you fired back, adjusting your crimson cape. While Zoro couldn’t give a shit about costumes or dressing up, you had been planning this outfit ever since the last party, sketching ideas out the day after you woke up and ordering materials months in advance. Lucky for you it was an easy couples costume, all Zoro needed was a pair of ears and a fluffy tail and he was all set.

And now here you were, wearing a lacey, scarlet dress that rose to just the perfect length to prevent any incidents. Upon your shoulders was a long and equally-as-red cape that flowed all the way down to the ground, barely grazing the floor.

You twirled a bit in front of the mirror, striking poses and checking every little detail to make sure it was all flawless. There were no apparent stains, the lace wasn’t ripped, and the ribbons were safely secured in place. You confidently knew that tonight would be—

“Get your tight little ass out here!” Zoro barked, angrily knocking his foot against the entrance door.

You rolled your eyes, dragging your feet out of the bathroom and into the living room where he awaited. Each second was agonizing to zoro, as you were sure to take your sweet time getting to him.

Zoro softly slammed his head into the wall, growing bored of waiting for you and your stupid little costume. This whole ordeal felt like a waste of time to Zoro. Why did he need to dress up like some big-bad-wolf for just a stupid party? He could have just dressed up as a swordsman or something, he even had the swords for it! But, he was begrudgingly pleased that his costume required him to go topless, enjoying the freedom that his bare chest provided him. That didn’t mean he wasn’t still pissed, however. This dumb little party didn’t mean you had to get all pampered up just to—

Any and all thoughts died in Zoro’s head the moment he witnessed you step out into the open room. He could feel his jaw drop to the floor, only able to stare in awe at your appearance. Of course you were beautiful, that wasn’t anything new to Zoro. It was your costume that caught his eye. seeing your short skirt bounce around your hips, watching the lace along the edge graze against your thighs, noticing that those ribbons would make perfect handlebars…

“Zoro!” you shouted, snapping your fingers directly in front of his face. Instantly he perked up, dark eyes shooting to attention and meeting your own. It wasn’t hard to tell what he was thinking about—the drool pooling at the corners of his mouth gave it away—but for the sake of time you chose to ignore it, pushing past Zoro and towards the door.

“Hold on a minute, sugar,” Zoro whistled, grabbing your shoulder from behind and twirling around to meet you. He ran his eyes up and down your body again, taking it all in as if he was a starving man eating the only morsel he’d seen all day.

“Take a picture,” you rolled your eyes, “it’ll last longer.”

“Come on, don’t be that way, baby,” he teased, “you wanted me to be pumped up for this party, yeah? Well, now I'm real excited for it. Ain't that what you wanted?” Zoro leaned in closer, gently rubbing his thick, calloused fingers into the crook of your neck, creeping up to flick at your hair obnoxiously.

“That’s enough, marimo,” you put your foot down, shrugging him off. The two of you had a party to get to, and despite the juicy gossip that showing up fashionably late would stir up, you wanted to be able to meet up with all your friends, and Zoro’s needs weren’t going to interrupt tonight.

“Oh?” Zoro taunted, using his free hand to grab at your waist, pulling you flush against his bare chest. “Little Red wants to get away from the Big Bad Wolf, eh? Well, I’m no bookworm, but I don’t believe that’s how the story ends.”

The air suddenly felt thick and heavy, weighing down on you as your cheek landed smack on his soft chest, warming your face up while the rest of your body began to heat up from his words alone. Zoro’s intentions were clear as day, and one quick glance at the clock confirmed you had at least ten minutes to spare before you had to go.

“Rip my costume and you’ll regret it, Mr. Wolf,” you unclasped your cape and let it fall to the floor, reaching up to wrap your arms around his bulky neck.

“No promises, princess,” he grunted, hoisting your legs up and around his sides, carrying you back into the bedroom and tossing you down on the bed, your skirt billowing around your hips and landing on the surrounding blankets.

Zoro prowled towards you, unable to hide his grin as he placed his large hands on your thighs, giving a cautionary squeeze before massaging deeper, bringing his fingers closer to your clothed cunt, teasing you through your panties.

Your hips twitched as he poked and prodded, leaving you tingly and wanting for more. But Zoro seemed content on being an ass, playing with you instead of pleasuring.

“Get on with it,” you groaned, bringing a leg up to knock him in his stupid green head. In the blink of an eye Zoro caught your ankle, grabbing the other one and spreading them across the bed.

“Riding Hood doesn’t fight back, sweetheart,” he jabbed, sliding a knee between your legs, “she just lays there like a good girl and takes it.”

He swung one of your legs over his shoulder, using his free hand to slide your underwear off and reveal your now drenched pussy to his hungry eyes. Immediately he dove in, shoving his nose into your cunt and licking up and down in long strokes. You bucked against his touch, but your movements were limited as he gripped your thighs harder, pushing you deeping into the bed and pulling you closer to his awaiting mouth.

It was like heaven being beneath Zoro as he ate you out. He alternated between tongue-fucking your sopping hole and kitty-licking your clit, sucking on the sensitive bundle all without breaking eye contact, catching every reaction you made in response to his actions and throwing both legs over his shoulders for easy access.

“There!” you gasped, grasping the bed sheets as you squirmed against his tongue.

Zoro came up for air, breathing hastily as your cum dripped down his chin, “Haven’t had a meal as good as this in a while,” he panted, “I’m sure Sanji would love to know your secret recipe.”

“M-Maybe I should tell him,” you retorted, “I bet he’d be real interested in seeing the source—”

A quick slap to your thigh brought out a yelp from your lips, followed by a tug towards Zoro who rose to his feet, bringing your pussy plush against his very apparent bulge.

“Too far, Little Red,” he snarled, unbuckling his pants and letting them fall to his ankles, “you’re gonna have to pay for that, ya know?”

His hand moved to your ass, roughly groping it as he lined up the flushed tip of his cock to your cunt, rubbing it along your pussy lips teasingly.

“K-Knock it off,” you moaned, shaking in anticipation. All Zoro did was chuckle, spanking your ass and moving to spread your folds further apart.

“C’mon now, say 'please,'" he taunted, “and maybe I’ll forgive you.”

“Please,” you whined, sweat dripping down your body, “just fuck me already!”

“Good enough.”

Your brained was scrambled as Zoro thrusted into your cunt, knocking whatever air remained out of your lungs. The tip of his cocked kissed your womb as he hammered deep inside, using your thighs as support for his thrusting.

“Pussy’s so tight for me, must’a been real excited for this,” he groaned, slapping his heavy balls against your ass with every thrust, “you take it so well baby.”

The grip Zoro had on your thighs got tighter as he fucked into you with increasing ferocity. His thick, veiny cock hit all the right places on your velvety walls, coiling the building pressure in your abdomen into something pleasure, as your pleas became louder and more desperate.

“'m close,” you cried out, back arching in shocking pleasure. your fingers entangled in his mossy hair as your vision begins to blot in black and electrify in white, all while your mind goes blank, the only thought remaining being Zoro’s fat cock slamming into you over and over again.

“Let it out, Red,” Zoro said through gritted teeth, hips stuttering as he too began to reach his climax. He hunched over your body and gave one last, deep thrust into your wet cunt, filling you up with heavy seed. The excess attempted to leak out, only for his cock to plug you up.

Both of you laid connected, too tired to move after the events that transpired. One look at the clock showed that you were ten minutes late to the party, and yet you couldn’t muster up the will to care. Slowly Zoro exited your pussy, letting the cum finally flow out of you and onto the bed sheets. As the seconds went by, your wits slowly came back to you, and so did the unavoidably aches in your muscles.

“I need a shower now,” you groaned, rolling over and gathering your skirts, doing your best to avoid dirtying your dress.

“We can take a quick bath before heading out,” he rasped, walking to the bathroom, “you better get in soon, cause I’m not drawing another hot one for your ass.”

“How romantic,” you sighed, sprawling out on the bed, legs tired from the constant pulling and tugging. While laying down you began thinking about tonight, the party, and Zoro, and Zoro…

“Screw the party,” you called out, “let’s go buy a shit ton of candy and watch a movie.”

Zoro’s head poked out, a wicked grin on his face. “I can get behind that. A ‘movie,’ huh?” he snickered.

You rolled your eyes, moving to unzip your dress, “I’ll suck your dick if you let me pick the movie.”

“Deal,” a voice resounded in the bathroom, a little too quickly if you were being honest.

Against the wants of your body, you arose from the bed, cum dripping down your legs as you hobbled to the bathroom. The first thing you saw as you entered was Zoro lounging in the bathtub, a little too small for someone as big and brawny as he was, legs spread apart to make room for you. He smiled upon your entrance, beckoning you to join him.

You stepped forward, leaning into the bathtub and crawling between his legs, the hot water soothing your aching legs. Immediately you felt his cock hit your back, clearly aroused despite the round of sex you just had.

“Hey, baby,” Zoro whistled, wrapping his hands around your plush sides and sinking his lips into the crook of your neck, the beginnings of a smile creeping in.

“Think you’re ready for round two?”

#zoro x reader

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fire-first-felix · 1 year ago

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☽ Shower time ☾

☆ Zoro x cis male!reader ☆

☆ CW/TW: Minor and female aligned DNI, mlm, top reader, reader being taller than Zoro, unprotected sex, anal sex, rough sex, degradation words ☆

☆ A/n: On the pride month's occasion, I decided to write my first nsfw scenario (or one-shot idk). I’m a little stressed about posting it but I had a lot of fun while writing it, so even if I know it's not perfect, I hope you'll still like it ^^ ☆

The Sunny's shared boy bedroom is filled with silence and a small burst of light comes from the porthole. Zoro is lying next to you with his sleepy face, an arm around your waist. You turn to face him, grab his chin to bring his lips closer to yours and then slowly kiss him. His bare chest against your own only resulted in wanting him closer.

Zoro rolls his head back with a smile on his face, his cocky smile. "Somebody is pretty needy, huh?" he whispers, still out of breath, while feeling your cock pushing against your clothes. "Shut up" you respond playfully, pressing a quick peck on his lips, "Let's shower".

The Sunny's bathroom is one of the only place where the both of you can have intimate moments, since you're never alone at night in your room, and you don't want to take the risk of being caught during the day. But there's benefits too; the water's noise covers everything, and Zoro shower more often than before.

Passing the bathroom's door, you immediately take off your pants and turn on the water. Zoro grabs you by the hips and kiss your neck, leaving little marks in his wake. Then, you place your hands on his cheeks, raise his head and kiss him passionately, while letting your hands explore his body. His hands are on your back, holding you tight and close to him.

You move a little to pin him on the wall just behind Zoro, and you deepen the kiss, letting little moans fall from your lips. You let one of your hands on his hips while the other is going down to finger him and prepare him for your cock. Zoro puts his leg around your hips to make your job easier.

"Hurry up" Zoro grunts in your neck. You bring closer your waist and put your dick inside him. Zoro let a small whimper escape from his mouth; he places his arms around your neck and places his second leg around you so you can carry him.

"Better" Says the green haired boy with a cocky tone, "You can't help but please me all the time, you little slut". You shut him up, and make this cocky smile disappear this cocky smile from his pretty face with a deep thrust before keep going with a rough and fast pace.

"Fuck, y/n" His head deep against your neck, Zoro tries to hold back his moans with difficulty while you hit his prostate again and again. "Who's the slut now?" For a response, he just groans a little louder than before.

Zoro comes to a point where he can't hold his whimpers anymore, you know his high is close; with slower, but deeper thrust, you chase your own. "Fuck, I'm close" As soon as these words are pronounced, he is cumming on your tummy, a loud moan falling from his lips, who get you closer. You almost cum at the same time as him, letting your cum filled him before getting out of his hole.

You slowly let go of his legs so he can get back on his feet. You were both breathless, but you get him closer for kisses. Both sweaty, you decided to clean each other up.

#zoro x male reader #zoro x reader

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fire-first-felix · 1 year ago

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scarring - zoro x reader

pairing: roronoa zoro x trans!reader (he/him) rating: 18+ summary: When Zoro found out you were trans it was in the middle of battle. You were standing in the way of the Straw Hats as part of another pirate crew. You were their swordsman and anthropologist. But when one of Zoro's swords slashed through your shirt, he saw your secret. tags: pwp, smut, deck sex, riding, transmasc!reader, chest worship, swordsman!reader, established relationship a/n: this one goes out to all my transmasc brethren. i see you

When Zoro found out you were trans it was in the middle of battle. You were standing in the way of the Straw Hats as part of another pirate crew. You were their swordsman and anthropologist. But when one of Zoro's swords slashed through your shirt, he saw your secret.

Two thick lines of scar tissue on your chest. In a moment of vulnerability you fled. Paranoia ran through your mind as you jumped onto your ship and sailed off with the rest of your crew. You swallowed down panic, not even your crew knew and now this mosshead who you were fighting knew all about your business.

But it wouldn't be the last time you ran into Zoro. The next time you'd see him would be months later when you woke up on the Thousand Sunny. When you opened your eyes, you were on a medical cot with your head bandaged up and the thin blanket that was up to your shoulders.

When you noticed the green-haired man you sat up and got to the further corner of the cot up against the wall. The blanket fell to your waist and once again exposed your scarring.

”Don't worry.“ Zoro said as he looked at you, “I'm not going to hurt you." He leaned forward and brought the blanket up to your shoulder to partially conceal your surgery scars, ”They look pretty nasty.“

”I'm pretty sure if I had gone to another island they'd look better.“

”A swordsman should never be ashamed of their scars.“ He looked out of the corner of his eye to the sword that had been placed on the counter of the makeshift clinic, ”I was almost disappointed that we didn't end our fight.”

“Where's my crew?" You asked.

Zoro shrugged, “No clue, we only found you floating on a piece of ship. You're lucky to be alive.“ He looked at you once more, ”Can't let a good swordsman die until we finish our fight.“

The corner of your mouth curled upwards, you tried to get up but a sharp pain went through your head and you ended up back on the cot. You held where it hurt and groaned.

“Yeah, you're not getting up for a while.” Zoro responded, "And since you're technically our enemy, I have to stay here until you recover.“ He sat back in the wooden chair, ”Feel free to go back to sleep, it makes my job easier.“

You laid back down and looked up at him, ”Thank you, mosshead.“

He gave you a pointed look out of the corner of his eye, ”Just call me Zoro. Got enough people calling me mosshead around here.” He then turned to you, “Roronoa Zoro.”

You gave your name before you rolled onto your side and got comfortable on the cot. As you felt your eyes grow heavy, you felt the thin blanket pushed back up over your shoulders followed by the chair creaking as someone was sitting back in it.

That was how you met Zoro.

You never found your crew, but were soon adopted into the Straw Hats for your knowledge of the upcoming islands as your studies were in the cultures of the people of the Grand Land.

With that you became closer to Zoro. He wasn't upfront about his emotions, but he showed in other ways. Like he'd clean your sword when he cleaned his, he'd pass you extra food during mealtimes. He even threw a hat on your head one afternoon due to the fact it was too sunny.

You never saw yourself as someone to fall in love with. You thought traveling the Grand Line and becoming a pirate meant romance was out of the picture. On top of that meeting someone who'd accept you for being transgender the prospect of falling in love felt like a far off dream.

But Zoro didn't see you as some sorry excuse for a man, or a fake man, or whatever other bad thing you could think about yourself. He saw you as a competent fighter. He never felt the need to protect you when the Straw Hats got in trouble, he rather expected you to be at his side in the heat of battle.

Time passed and without many words spoken, you two became a couple. It felt like a natural progression. Soon you shared a bed, shared shower time together, and even at times shared clothes even if Zoro's clothes were far too big on you.

And to bring it all together, none of the Straw Hats cared that you were transgender. It was your business and your gender didn't affect your role on the crew. When you were accepted by them, you felt overwhelmed and eventually burst into tears thanking them for accepting you.

No more secrets, no more lies. You were a Straw Hat and you couldn't have been any happier. Slowly you became more comfortable with training shirtless on the deck with Zoro.

Sometimes Chopper joined but could only really use the small weights, but you encouraged them to keep going even when he felt like giving up. The sight made Zoro smile as he added more weight to his routine. Other times you were looking at your notes from a recent island with Chopper on Zoro's back while he did push ups. You weren't able to do the same, you tried and got to about five reps before your arms turned to jelly.

However today was a slow afternoon, the ship, the Thousand Sunny was docked at a local island. You were going to stop for a few days in order to stretch your legs and get supplies. You were offered by multiple crew members to go with them as they completed their to-do list on the island. But you declined, you would enjoy some alone time on the ship.

Sometimes being on such a rambunctious ship like the Thousand Sunny left you feeling exhausted. So you'd take the time to organize some notes before you added anymore to your collection.

Zoro offered to stay too, deciding to utilize the additional space on the deck to really get his reps in. He did shove his list of items he needed to Sanji who gave him an earful.

“What number is this now?” You asked as you looked into one of your notebooks. You hand a bunch of them and of course, none of them were labeled.

“Two-hundred and fifty seven.” Zoro responded. You admired his body as he moved with each swing of the weights. His toned, sun kissed muscles illuminated in the afternoon light. You licked your lips at the sight of him.

Soon he dropped the weight onto the ground and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He turned to you and put his hands on his hips. Just as you were staring at him, he was staring back.

”What are you looking at?“

”Can't a man admire his boyfriend?“ You felt his eyes on your skin. The scars were less noticeable now, but under the light right you could still see the jagged scar tissue.

He smiled at you and went over to you on the upper level of the deck and took the notebook from you. He placed his hand on your bare chest, his large hand made you feel so small. ”Only if I can look at you.“

You took his face in your hands and smiled at him, ”I don't know. It might cost you.“ Then pulled him in for a kiss. He soon grabbed you by the hips and put you on top of him as he laid out of the wood of the deck.

You stared down at him and pushed the hair out of your eyes, ”How much longer do you think we have?“

”Well, if Luffy eats the town out of house and home, we'll have enough time.“ He started to pull his work out pants down his thighs, exposing his cock.

You grinned like a maniac and you discarded your pants and watched Zoro lick his lips at the sight of your pussy. A swordsman with a pussy, it was quite the sight.

”We have to be fast.“ You aknowledged, ”If we fuck on the ship I will never hear the end of it." You placed both hands on his chest and lined your pussy up with his cock. With his assistance, you seated yourself down on his length. The stretch made you ball up your fists.

He held onto your hips and leaned up to kiss at your chest. His nose brushed against the fine hairs. His lips crossed your nipples before he kissed the scar tissues. In return your hands explored the scar on his chest. You felt his heartbeat under your palm as you began to ride him.

“Fuck, Zoro." You moaned as you rolled your hips at a steady yet quick pace. There was no time to have the slow kind of sex that you rarely got to have on a busy ship like the Thousand Sunny. When sex happened, it was in dark areas as quickly as possible. Soon you gripped his head as he kissed your chest.

His kisses were like worship, he accepted you as fully male. He didn't doubt it for a second that you weren't a man. Even if you weren't the tallest man around or were the most muscular, Zoro saw you stronger than any man he had ever met. You fought through everything to live your authentic truth. He could tell by when he observed you taking you weekly testosterone injections.

“I love you.” You said as you comed through his green hair, feeling the soft hairs under your fingertips as you rolled your hips. He kept his hands planted on your hips and continued to worship your test. You moaned as his cock rubbed against a sensitive spot. You pulled his face closer to your chest as his lips moved across your scarring.

He groaned into your chest as he felt pleasure race up his spine. You felt amazing around his cock, he remembered the first time you had sex in a broom closet and had to stop halfway because another crew was attacking the ship. He remembered he didn't want to give you the sensation of fucking you but had to come back to it later after you both cut down the enemies.

“I love you too.” He panted as his jaw clenched at the feeling of you riding him. His heart hammered in his chest and his toes curled at the sensual roll of your hips on his cock. He had heard stories about transgender male pussy, but those didn't compare to what he felt at that moment. He was obsessed with you in every sense of the word.

He wanted to either marry you or die by your blade. He would gladly let you kill him if it meant being in the presence of someone so amazing. He gave one last kiss to the middle of your chest before he laid fully back on the deck and let you get a better angle of riding him.

You leaned forward and planted both hands on either side of his head before you went in for a sloppy kiss. His mouth opened and ran his tongue across your lips until you opened your mouth and the kiss became deeper. He gripped onto your hips and encouraged your pace by fucking up into you. Letting his cock hit against all the right angles.

“Zoro."

”I know. You feel amazing.“ He said quietly, ”I can't get enough of you.“ He groaned and thrusted up further into you. Which you responded to by moaning against his cheek. Your nose pressed up into the apples of his cheeks as you raised and dropped your hips in quick succession.

"Zoro. Fuck. Please.” You begged which only turned him on further. You almost pathetic moans made Zoro's stomach clench. A moment of such vulnerability. You trusted him with your whole life.

The pleasure became too much and he flipped you over so your back was on the hardwood and he wrapped your legs around his waist. He started to thrust roughly into you, he held your hips up and fucked into you. Your body jolted up and down with each hard thrust. You watched Zoro lick his lips as his eye watched you intently.

You both felt hot under the afternoon sun, Zoro was still sweaty from his workout but now even more so thanks to the intimate activities you were doing. He soon held onto your hip with one hand and played with your clit with his other thumb. He pressed into the nub and you moaned. You grabbed onto the wood under your back for dear life as he fucked you.

It wasn't long before both of you felt the overwhelming urge to orgasm. Zoro swore under his breath as he rammed into you. He continued to pleasure you as you moaned and panted into the open air. He loved the sight of you, you were always so strong but to see you in a moment of euphoric weakness was something he marveled in.

He loved you, more than one person could love another. You were the drive in his heart to continue his goal to become the world's greatest swordsman. If there were ever anyone to defeat him in that title, he hoped it would be you. You Were his strongest passion, the strongest man he had ever encountered. As he fucked into you and gazed down at your face. He felt his heart beat faster as he pushed himself up into you.

“You're mine.“ He said.

Your eyes met, ”Only as much as you are mine, Zoro.“ You grabbed him by the neck and pulled him into another searing kiss that made Zoro's mind go blank. He was lost in you, he could call his love for you borderline obsessive but he didn't care. He'd fight by your side until he had no fight left in him, even after that he'd still try.

Because in that moment as you two fucked on the deck of the ship, he felt a thrum in his system that called out for your love in every single way. He wanted you in every way he could get you. You were what he seeked, you were the swordsman he'd fight alongside. He kissed you once more, lost in your love as he pounded into you. His body ached in a need to orgasm. The kiss became sloppier as he thrusted into you at a quick, uneven pace.

You had almost reached your climax, you dug your blunt nails into his shoulders as you panted and moaned into the kiss. He was breathing harshly through his nose as he moved. Within a few more heavy thrusts, he finished. With you shortly behind him.

The feeling was euphoric as all the drive left your bodies, and you laid limp against one another. Cum oozed out of you. It took a moment as the seagulls squawked in the distance for you both to recover. Zoro looked at you, his face pressed into the wood of the deck.

He gave you a smile and reached over to get your shorts, ”Before those idiots come back.“ His hands were shaky from the aftermath of the climax. You took them from him, your hands touched for a moment as you grabbed them.

”You're something else, Zoro.“

He responded, ”Not as much as you, swordsman.“

#zoro x trans reader #zoro roronoa smut #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro x reader

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fire-first-felix · 1 year ago

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Hihi can I get QRSV for Zoro? Male reader pls <3

ZORO! NSFW ALPHABET

LETTERS: Q, R, S, V

PAIRING: Roronoa Zoro x AMAB! Gn! Reader

MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY!

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Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

To be honest, Zoro doesn't have much of a preference, but does prefer the two of you to be able to take things at your own leisure. Unfortunately living on a ship with several other people leaves relatively little room for privacy...

That being said, if it's a "we have five minutes but we're both horny" situation, Zoro is taking it- it doesn't matter if it's up against an alley wall with his hand clamped over your mouth, you taking him pressed against the steamed-up shower wall while you clean after a sparring match, or the two of you sneaking off to a hull storeroom before docking.

Even during quickies Zoro makes sure he takes his time with you, running his calloused hands over your muscles, pulling you down into hot and frantic kisses and rolling his hips in just the right way to get your eyes rolling back and your cock twitching.

Quickie or not, by the end of it, one, or more commonly both of you is left up a thouroughly fucked out, panting mess

more under cut! ->

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

There are few times when Zoro'll actively approach you with things to try out, he’s rather vanilla in that respect, but he’s still game to experiment with pretty much anything you suggest.

You want to tie him up? Sure. You want to edge him until his tough exterior cracks and he whimpers and begs for you? Why not. You want to switch things up and have him dom the fuck out of you? No problem.

Zoro naturally takes risks, and that applies to his sex life, but it does bring out the competetive streak in him, “Let’s see if you can keep those moans to yourself without anyone outside catching us,” will progress until he has you writhing under his touch with tears of pleasure in your eyes, seeing just how much you can take.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

It’s a flip of a coin with Zoro. While he does have amazing stamina, he also has a knack for getting incredibly sleepy after he’s come.

You can expect either: as many sessions as you want, lasting for as long as you want, or a single mind-numbing orgasm before he's yawning and cuddling up on your chest for a nap (even if his/your cock is still inside)

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Zoro tries to keep some semblance of control at all times, starting off with a few contained grunts or murmuring soft praise into your ear. But the closer he gets to his release, the harder it is for him to control himself, and little moans begin to slip out of him.

If you’re in control Zoro is far more vocal. His normal grunts will turn into muffled whimpers and breathy moans and pleas. Playing with his chest or teasing him will have him biting his lip and trying to hide the flush that covers his cheeks. Fist your hand in his hair and tug it back to nip at his throat- he’ll whine your name.

On the ship Zoro isn't that loud, he doesn't like the idea of anyone being able to hear him, or you for that matter. He generally manages to control his volume, and will either kiss you or shove his fingers in your mouth if you're getting a little too... excited

Zoro is at his loudest right after he cums. Right before his hips have stilled and he's spilling his cum deep inside you/over your hand, he's tensed and dead silent, hips twitching and cock throbbing- but following that he let's out the longest, hottest moan right into your ear to let you know how good you make him feel.

#roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x male reader #zoro x reader

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fire-first-felix · 2 years ago

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yamaace for an art trade!

#yamaace #yamace #yamato #portgas d ace #one piece yamato

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you try to hide it. hidden it in plain sight. your heart on your sleeve, boiling over as it drives you forward

#trafalgar law #one piece #law one piece

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How to write romantic love

Writing romantic love is simultaneously one of the most joyful things you can do as a writer, and one of the most difficult. There’s a lot of emotion to cover - from the highs of a new relationship, to the struggles of a relationship on the rocks.

Like all of us, your characters will display love differently. Are they open and affectionate? Shy and nervous? Loud and blunt? To help you along the way, here’s some examples of descriptions you can use to show (not tell) your readers that your characters are in love. Movement

Inching towards each other to touch

Shyly tucking stray hair behind the ear

Unconsciously parting or licking lips

Embracing with full bodies touching

Nervously shuffling feet

Running and reaching with open arms

Fiddling with hair or clothing

Crossing or uncrossing legs

Leaning forward to show attentiveness

A bounce in the step

Glancing flirtily over the shoulder

Facial expressions

Flirtatious winking

Smiling to themselves at nothing

Glancing up through lowered lashes

Unblinking eye contact

Grinning or beaming uncontrollably

A look of yearning

Lips slightly parted with desire

Dilated pupils

Glowing cheeks or flushed skin

Faraway, daydreaming look

Slight, secretive smile

Sounds

Deep sighs

Unconscious swallowing

Nervous coughing or throat clearing

Light chuckle with a silly grin

Grunts of appreciation or praise

An inner, audibly racing pulse

Thumping heart

Quick, short breaths

Low, whispered voices

Listening to love songs

Joyfully humming

Feelings and sensations

Nervous tingling

Butterflies in the stomach

Hot and flushed face

Hyper-sensitive skin

Acute awareness of personal proximity

Weak knees or legs turning to jelly

Shaky hands

Loss of speech or getting tongue-tied

Daydreaming and absentmindedness

Seeing the beauty in the world

Pulse racing

#writing tips

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How to write a kiss scene

requested by: anon request: How do I write a good kiss scene? As how do I describe it? What details or words would make it good?

What goes into the writing of a kiss scene?

details to incorporate:

the sensations in their stomach, their chest, and their knees

the way their breathing changes shortly before the kiss

the feeling of the other's hands

the texture of the other's clothing

the moment they realise they've reached the point of no return

the feeling they're left with after the kiss

words to use...

... to describe the kiss:

tentative

tender

hesitant

quick

soft

gentle

delicate

languid

feathery

familiar

exploring

hungry

heated

fiery

frantic

impatient

sloppy

messy

aggressive

... to describe how they feel about the kiss:

nervous

excited

giddy

anxious

apprehensive

ambiguous

surprised

reassured

certain

confident

relieved

eager

greedy

... to show what the lips do:

exploring each other

brushing over each other

locking

devouring

touching

sealing

pressing against each other

capturing

lapping

tasting

crushing together

travelling (the other's body)

trailing (down to the other's chin)

grinning into the kiss

caressing

lingering

... to show how their body reacts:

feeling warm all over

buzzing

humming

pumping/palpitating heart

clenching lungs

joy bubbling up

tingly stomach

warm chest

burning cheeks

sweaty palms

blood rushing through their veins

... to describe what their hands are doing:

tangling in their lover's hair

wrapping their arms around their lover's neck

intertwining their fingers with their lover

resting on their lover's hips

pressing into their lover's shoulder blades

cupping their lover's cheeks

touching their lover's chin

curling their arm around their lover's waist

resting on their lover's shoulders

grabbing their lover's collar

sneaking up under their lover's shirt

brushing over their lover's bare skin

lightly squeezing their lover's butt

focus on:

the sensations instead of what's physically happening. (the protagonists might very well not know themselves what is happening exactly, but they feel very precisely)

I hope this helps <3

#writing tips

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#smut writing tips

How to write a smut scene

requested by: @my-shields-are-down (a long time ago, sorry I only got to it now)

What goes into the writing of a sex scene?

details to incorporate:

the initiation: e.g. playful banter, small hints, the first touches

the sensations in their stomach, their chest, and their skin

the way their breathing changes during the intimacy

the feeling of the other's hands, mouth, and skin

the way the other's scent and sounds affect them

the moment they realise they've reached the point of no return

a basic insight into their positions (mention when it changes but you can still keep it a minor part in the text)

possible dialogue (there can be as little or as much dialogue as you want):

... during the initiation:

"Do you know what it does to me when you are wearing this?"

"I have a little idea for us two."

"You know, you're driving me insane, do you?"

"I know what you're up to. I can see it in your eyes."

"Right now?"

"Right here?"

"Do you really want to?"

"I like that."

"You know I can resist you."

"I could never say no."

"Will you indulge me?"

... during the act:

"That's all could think about the whole day."

"That feels good!"

"Yes, like that!"

"Right there!"

"Hmm!"

"Yesss!"

*incoherent mumbling and moaning*

"Do you like that?"

"You make me feel so good."

"Don't stop!"

*calling the other's name repeatedly*

"You're doing so good."

"Oh, God!"

"Dear Lord!"

... after the act:

"Did you like it?"

"That was very nice."

"Come here!"

"You're so soft and cuddly."

*terms of endearment*

"That was amazing!"

"How are you doing?"

"Is that alright for you?"

"You were phenomenal!"

"I didn't know you could do that!"

"Let me take care of you."

→ include humour and jokes that fit your characters to make the scene more natural and familiar

words to use...

... to describe what their hands are doing:

roaming

caressing

brushing

stroking

teasing

rubbing

massaging

squeezing

pressing into their skin

gripping

holding on to

cupping

flitting over

ghosting over

supporting

searching

travelling

mapping

tracing

tugging

twisting

rolling between

flicking

... to describe what their legs are doing:

locking

relaxing

tensing

shaking

looping

squeezing

tightening

gripping

... to describe what their mouths/lips/tongues are doing:

kissing

brushing

tracing

nibbling

licking

blowing

sucking

biting

panting

sighing

moaning

groaning

sweeping

swirling

crushing

... to describe the positions of their bodies (vaguely):

on top

beneath

riding

on their lap

straddling

hovering above

clutching each other

in the other's arms

enveloping

being all around

grinding

covering

... to describe their movements:

urgent

frantic

hectic

languid

slow

sensual

in sync

gliding

grinding

rocking

rhythmic

erratic

spasmodic

increasing

pumping

trembling

thrashing

shuddering

quivering

jerking

... to describe the climax/orgasm:

releasing

climaxing

spilling

clamping

bursting

erupting

chasing their high

pleasure washing over them

ejaculating

coming

falling into abyss

the different stages: (a quick overview)

excitement/arousal: starts with stimulation (which can be physical, emotional, or mental)

plateau: arousal reaches a plateau, breathing quickens and gets uneven, abdomen and thighs tighten

orgasm: release of all the tension

resolution: the body goes into a mode of relaxation, time for aftercare

(you don't have to include all of them, you can include and exclude them the way you're comfortable and the way it fits the scene and the plot. sometimes not all stages are reached and even if they are, you don't have to describe them in great detail)

focus on:

similar to my advice on how to write a kiss scene, focus on the sensations. what does it do to the person? how are they feeling and how are they reacting? this kind of scene can get a bit cold and distant when the description gets too 'technical' (and most of the time that's not what we want; however, it can be used deliberately as a device)

i know a lot of people are intimidated by describing and keeping track of the positions in a smut scene. while it shouldn't be too confusing for the reader, my personal advice is to not make the positions the primary role in this scene. if you're writing from the character's POV, describe what your character can keep track of (which - in a hazy state - can be quite little). stick with what the character can feel and only complement it with what could be crucial for the reader's understanding (read it to yourself and look if you can imagine their positions).

small details that the characters only notice in such intimate situations. details about the other's body: lines, fine hairs, scars. show how they fuel their adoration for the other. also minute details in the way their expressions and breathing change. let us see it through the other's eyes.

don't forget the aftercare. it makes not only your character but also your readers feel safer and more comforted. aftercare can look different from couple to couple, scene to scene. in general, it's time for relaxation and regeneration. you can incorporate softness, taking care of each other, praising, words of love and affirmation.

Smut scenes can vary greatly, so this isn't a post that provides for all possible scenarios. It's an attempt to give a first overview.

I hope this helps <3

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messy kisser ace is so heavy on the mind

there’s just something intoxicating about having the full attention of a man like ace, like holding the heart of the sun in your hands. making out with him is a full-body experience with the way he puts his whole soul, his whole being, into it, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you so you’re as close as possible.

ace kisses a little too messy, a little too feverish, and it’s entirely because he can’t get over the fact that he gets to kiss you at all. he doesn’t even know he’s doing it until you try to pull away and he chases your lips murmuring, “no come back, sweetheart, please. just a little longer.”

it’s even worse when he’s inside you and losing his mind at how warm and tight and wet you are around him. ace fucks into you with slow rolls of his hips, sucking on your tongue when you’re too cockdrunk and fucked out to kiss him back anymore. he’ll try to be helpful and lick at the drool seeping out of the corner of your mouth but just end up getting you even messier cause he’s lost all his coordination.

he thinks you taste the best when you cum, all salty tears and sweet desperation. you cry his name into his mouth, nails scratching down his back as you shake apart in his arms and ace all but melts into you with how fiercely he burns for you. you pour molten gold into the cracks of his soul and make him whole in a way he never thought possible. not for someone like him.

the kisses turn slow and sticky as you come down from your high and maybe he should pull back now, let you catch your breath but the thought of tearing himself away from you is unbearable when you’re so warm and soft against him. it doesn’t even matter that he hasn’t cum yet. as long as you keep kissing him, he has everything he could ever want.

#ace smut #portgas d ace smut

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we don’t talk about missionary king ace enough

because you know the second he’s got you on your back, legs spread and hips propped up on a pillow, ace fucking loses it. he doesn’t kiss you so much as he consumes you, no different from the flames that run through his veins.

entirely. completely.

ace can’t even pull away from you long enough to guide himself inside you. instead, he licks his way into your mouth while he grinds down on you, cock leaking against your thigh. the air between you is stifling and you’re practically sharing breaths as he grinds and shift, smearing precum on your skin like he’s marking you as his.

“lemme in please, sweetheart, please lemme take care of you. wanna make you see fucking stars,” his words run and melt together like honey and you surge up into him, back arching off the bed to taste the sweetness off his lips.

“wait baby slow down a little bit,” you mumble into his mouth and his body goes rigid at once, worry etched across his face.

“did i hurt you? do you wanna stop?”

“no you’re perfect, i just–” you reach down between your bodies. he’s hard and hot and thick in your hand and it’s hard to line him up with your entrance with how much he throbs, “–want you inside, ace. i need you.”

"anything, i'll give you everything.”

he cradles your face while he sinks inside you, palms warm on your flushed cheeks. it’s almost too much, the stretch, the stare, but for him you take it all and get rewarded with ace sighing your name like it’s holy and secret.

ace fucks you like he has something to prove, short, devastating thrusts that light you up like a bonfire and he stokes the flames with every dirty grind of his hips, every open-mouth kiss he presses to your neck.

“love fucking this pussy, you always suck me in so good baby,” he says, breathless and ragged, “oh i love you, i love you so much.”

it’s hard to make sense of his words as his pace picks up, heavy balls slapping against your ass, your pussy soaked and loud and filling the room with sounds so filthy it makes you clench down around him.

“fucking god yes just like that cum with me baby please i need it, need you, you’re so good to me–"

his fingers lace in yours and with a grind and circle of his hips, you’re gone, helpless to look away from him as your high crashes down on you and you’re swept up in its current.

ace’s hair is a wild, dark halo around him, skin sun-kissed and freckled, and he’s so beautiful as he tilts his head back and spills inside you that you think you might cry, even as the blood rushes in your ears and your vision goes black around the edges.

something burns low in your gut as his hips don't still and he fucks his cum deeper and deeper inside you. it’s white-hot and fierce and you can see it reflected back at you when your eyes catch his, burning bright in those dark eyes. you squeeze his hand tight and let it consume you.

entirely. completely.

#ace smut #portgas ace smut

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