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Magnets Monday 18

Eustass Kid Modern AU Magnets - Chapter 18 “Unfold”

Kid x F!Reader

• N.SFW • 4K Words •

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• Author's Notes: It's super late af, but there's still 30 minutes of Monday where I live, so it counts, right? Right!

Woo! New layout! What do you guys think? Leaning into my cottagecore life because I can. I liked my old layout, but the more I have looked at it lately, it just looked busy. I have been wanting to clean it up for a bit, and now I have found the spoons to do so. Yay!

Also, tags have now moved down to the bottom of the post under the masterlist link. I have also discovered that there is a cap on tumblr for tagging people, and am going to pause tagging sign ups until I figure out an alternative. Thank you to everyone who is signed up so far!

Now that Magnets will be back for regular programming, I will say sorry not sorry for how much these next few chapters are gonna hurt. This one is quick, but it packs a wallop right in the feels. Mama has blankets, hugs, and forehead kisses for all of you! 💋

• The secret is officially out, and Killer now knows everything. You attempt to talk things out with your brother, but when he points the finger directly at you, things fall apart when Kid hesitates.

• CW: Nudity, arguing, underage drinking in a flashback, drunkenness, gut punch right in the feels.

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You were still caught in a stunned silence with the only real sound in the room being Killer’s seething rage in the form of ragged breaths. His flight was not due back for three more hours, you had no idea how or why he was standing here, witnessing your sin with his own eyes.

“Killer—” Kid started, “—I can explain!”

“NOT ANOTHER FUCKING WORD OUT OF YOU!” your brother’s accusatory tone was made more evident at the volume, to which you knew the neighbors could hear, “HOW?! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?”

Staying behind Kid, you were trying to hide. Killer’s anger was nothing new, you both had a temper, that was for sure. But it was never directed at you, not like this. You had never been more terrified in your life, even though you knew deep down that Killer would never strike at you. If anything, he would strike at Kid.

Well, you knew he would strike at Kid, but right now your lover was the only barrier you had between you and your raging demon of a brother with his fury burning hotter than a thousand suns. You were still in the strike zone if he came in swinging blindly, and while you could be fast, Kid and Killer were both big and you would be squished rather quickly. The question was, did you move from the safety of the meat wall in front of you, or remain?

Kid made the choice for you as he threw the blankets on you and stood up, “Dude, you need to calm down!”

“HOW THE FUCK COULD I CALM DOWN?!” Killer seethed, stomping so hard you thought the floor would crack, “AND DON’T THINK JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE BUCK-ASS NAKED THAT I STILL WON’T WHOOP YOUR ASS!”

The redhead’s anger could also not be contained, the two of them were both very stubborn and hotheaded. Kid’s hands balled into fists, “Ain’t the first time I’ve fought naked! Won’t be the last! I’ll kick your ass day or night!”

“YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD, EUSTASS!”

“BRING IT [REDACTED]!”

“Oh, for FUCK’S sake!” You threw the blankets off yourself, getting off the bed in nothing but your birthday suit, much to your brother’s dismay as he shielded his eyes from your nudity, “Take it outside if you’re gonna fight! You aren’t doing it in my room!”

“You two have been doing that in here plenty!” Your brother pointed his finger in your general direction, “AND under my fucking roof!”

“It’s not like we’ve meant to,” you folded your arms, “It just kinda happened that way…”

“I am not arguing with you naked, Sissy. Put some fucking clothes on!”

Throwing your hands up, you motioned at Kid, “Oh, so you’d fight him naked, but you can’t even look at me!?”

Killer faced you again, but this time his eyes were wrenched shut, “He isn’t my sister! I don’t even want to think about what you two have been doing in here, let alone see it on your skin!”

Looking down at yourself, it was evident from the hickeys and bite marks what he was eluding to. Granted, he wasn’t wrong, you and Kid had been rough and tumble with your fucking just before Killer got home, and your lover had never been completely gentle to begin with. He had always been good about following your rule of no marks where anyone could see, but when you weren’t wearing anything, every mark—new and old—was visible. Even though you were as naked as one could be, you felt even more embarrassed and exposed, covering yourself in the blanket again.

“Fine, happy?”

Your brother peeked from behind his hand, face still red with anger, but at least he could somewhat look at you now, “Not one fucking bit, but whatever when it comes to my feelings, I guess…”

“[REDACTED],” you huffed loudly, “That is not what this is about at all!”

Killer’s hands went to his head, still speaking at an elevated volume, “That’s exactly what this is about! My best friend is fucking my sister!” his hands then threw up as if his mind had been blown by this information, “I didn’t believe it when Yonji told me, but fuck! Here I am CATCHING YOU TWO IN BED TOGETHER!”

It was Kid’s turn to throw his arms up, “Who the fuck is Yonji!?”

“Oh my god,” you growled, “My ex-fiancé! Kid, we have been OVER this!”

Kid’s eyes narrowed at you, more so trying to recall than upset. He placed his hands on his hips, “Oh, shit, that guy on the phone at the hotel?”

You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, “Yes, that guy on the phone…” it was not a conversation you wished to have in front of Killer.

“What do you mean—no, on second thought,” your brother waved his hands in front of himself, “I don’t want to know. We don’t have to elaborate at this point.”

Kid obviously did not hear his best friend as he continued, “He kept bothering Y/N when we went out some time ago, so I left the phone on while we did it.”

Open mouth, insert foot. The silence was more awkward than the situation itself, and it was already about as graceless as anything could be. You had never seen your brother’s eyes so big in your life as he gawked at Kid, “YOU KEPT HIM ON THE PHONE?!”

“Hey, if the dude were normal, he’d have hung up!” Kid said in his own defense, even though it was rather weak, “It was the heat of the moment, we got caught up!”

You sat back on the bed, groaning as you covered your face in your hands. Of course Kid would still see no problem with this; he talked openly and freely about his sex life with anyone who would listen—especially Killer. It had most likely not dawned on him yet just how inappropriate it was to talk to Killer about this level of his sexual exploits since you were involved. Siblings didn’t typically like hearing what they did with other people. At least the normal ones.

Killer’s brow moved from shock to anger, “Oh, well thank god Yonji is the problem in this argument!” he stomped his foot again, “Because he is obviously the one I have a problem with here! He is totally the one who has broken my trust and hurt me in this situation!”

Kid turned his attention back to Killer already preparing to square up, “Look! I get it! We’re terrible people! Because how in the hell do I look you in the eye and tell you your sister’s hot!?” The red in Killer’s skin spread from his face into his neck, fist rising and ready to strike as Kid continued, “See?! This is how you react! I can’t even tell you Y/N has driven me wild since we were kids because this is how you react if a dude even glances at her!”

Your brother’s jaw set, fist not moving, “And you still slept with my sister and hid it from me like a coward!” Killer unclenched his hand and vividly spoke with both of them as he yelled louder, “You’re my best friend! And you’re my sister! I thought all of us were closer than this!? We don’t keep secrets, and yet here we are! Have to find out from your ex-fiancé that the two of you are fucking RIGHT under my nose, and now we are back at square one of this conversation!” He rubbed his face, eyes becoming bloodshot as tears started to run down them. Killer rarely cried, but everyone’s emotions were starting to run high, “How long has this even been happening!?”

Your lover bit his lip, and you finally raised your head from your hands, surprised at yourself for speaking as calmly as you were, “A few months now. Since I moved back in. That night Kid stayed on the couch.”

“THAT LONG!?” Killer’s voice was shrill, possibly not being that high pitched since before puberty, “Just… HOW!? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?”

Kid cleared his throat, “Look, we just saw each other and caught up and it just sort of happened! It’s not like we planned to keep going, we just did!”

“Look, it’s not just you, Kid! I’m still going to kick your ass for fucking my sister! But you!” Killer motioned at you, throwing his arms up, “How could you do this!? To me!?”

You were taken aback, pulling the blanket around yourself tighter as you stood to your feet, “ME!?”

“Yes, you!” your brother raged, “You and I have both always known Kid’s feelings for you! You always told me you never liked him like that! How could you use him like this!”

There was a knot that formed in your throat as his words punched all of the air out of your body. It’s not like he was entirely wrong; it takes two to tango. You and Kid had be consensual with each other from the start. But use Kid? A part of you knew he was right, that first night there was a small part of you using Kid for your own needs, but since then you had enjoyed your time together and never wanted it to end. Now it was truly crashing all around you, and you still didn’t want it to end. However, you were very confused by Killer’s statement.

“What on Earth are you even talking about, Goombie?” you tried to throw your hands up, but the sheet started to slip, from your body, “How am I using him?”

Killer huffed heavily out his nose, a hand on his hip as he rubbed his forehead with the other, “Look, I have been staying out of your business since you called me crying because you are my sister and I respect your privacy, but I can’t handle this anymore!” his eyes met yours, no longer looking angry, but rather hollow, tired, maybe even sad, “You started falling down a self-destructive path with all of your “dates” and sleeping around. I was worried and concerned, and I did my best to always make sure you were okay. But then you stopped sleeping around as much, and seemed to settle down, and I guess you two just became exclusive at the time now that I think about it. Oh god…” He rubbed his face with both hands, “I just… I can’t stand by as you play with my best friend’s feelings like that! He deserves better!”

This time, the silence was deafening. Killer’s words echoed through the void of space separating the three of you. It was a wonder you were still standing under the weight of the tension, looking to Kid in hopes that he would at least give you his hand to hold for some strength. Your brother’s words were completely off target, and you while you knew Kid knew that, you wanted to at least reassure him it was all wrong.

Instead, Kid’s head turned away. His legs gave out as he sat back on the bed, blankly staring at the floor. You felt like you were watching everything in slow motion as your heart fell to the ground with his movements. As your body began to shake, you tried very hard to form words, trying your hardest to say something to Kid, screaming in your head for him to speak up, to defend you. How was it he could just let Killer speak of you like that when moments ago he wanted to come clean with the man about your relationship? How could he not get up and say anything?

The seconds ticked on, becoming more and more apparent Kid wouldn’t say or do anything. Your sorrow quickly turned to anger, bolstering your defenses as your body shook, attempting to speak. However, nothing got out for a moment until you finally whispered.

“… out…”

Both of the men looked at you, seeing you standing there as you seethed in anger.

“GET OUT!” you finally screamed, grabbing Kid and somehow Killer by the ear, dragging them both out of your room. Once you had thrown them out, you slammed the door behind them, leaving them both there dumbfounded.

Kid rubbed his ear, finally able to form words, “What the fuck?! Y/N!” He reached for the door handle, but Killer gripped his wrist. The two men turned to each other, but not for long as Killer’s fist connected with Kid’s face, sending him flying down the hall. Recovering quickly, Kid got to his feet, charging at Killer and taking him out at his waist as they crashed now into the living room. There were punches thrown, kicks, bites, grunts and growls, and no care for the fact that Kid’s dick was out and that he had no clothes on. It had been a long time since they fought like this, at least for real. Wrestling and horsing around, yes, but they had not truly fought since an altercation in high school over liking the same girl.

Killer sat over Kid, getting a few punches to the face with his slowly swelling black eye as Kid’s nose began to run with blood, when they both stopped at the sound of car tires screeching out of the driveway. Panting, they looked at each other’s faces, beaten and battered, then scrambled to their feet before Killer threw open the front door.

“Y/N!?” Kid pushed around him, not caring either that he was stark naked, or possibly not remembering. However, your car was gone, no signs of it anywhere besides fresh tire burns in the driveway and the road. The redhead pushed his way back inside to throw open your bedroom door. Your drawers were dumped out and most of your important items in the room were gone, save for a few socks discarded here and there, as well as the bigger furniture and items hung on your wall. The bed was stripped of all items, and your bedroom door was open, a small trail of a few clothing items dropped in your haste being the only sign that you had left at all.

You were gone.

Most of your clothing and personal items were hastily thrown in bags or just bundled up in your sheets in the back of your car, driving aimlessly as you felt nothing in your body but the burning numbness of a broken heart. Sniffling, you did your best to hold back your tears, especially since you were driving, trying to figure out where to go from here, or even what to do next.

Bentham would harbor you in a heartbeat, no questions asked, but you knew that Kid and your brother would go looking there for you first once they finished beating the shit out of each other. Whole you’re friend would keep them at bay, you didn’t even want to hear their voices when they would come looking for you. That, and Bon Clay’s advice would be to go out and at least kiss someone else, and you definitely did not wish to do that right now.

You’d go to Bonney’s place, but she had a one bedroom studio, and she wasn’t always the cleanest. Not that you judged, you were just practical, and there would barely be enough space for you in a closed space with her garlic breath.

Your father’s place came to mind, but right now you would rather go back to your brother’s before having to explain the situation to him and Aphelandra. Plus, she was in the current stage of pregnancy where she was starting to show and starting to complain.

The tears started to stream out of your eyes uncontrollably, blurring your vision as you pulled into a random apartment complex downtown close to the hospital. You couldn’t drive in that state, doing your best to calm your nerves as you sat there with your car running in park.

An old memory flashed through your mind. It was at the start of your senior year of high school, just after the first dance social of the year. Of course everyone was drinking, half of the kids sloshed by the time you moved outside from the party to the patio of Bonney’s parent’s house. It was a cooler evening, and no one wanted to get the cops called on them, so everyone was mostly down in the basement. At the time, you were dating Kaku still, and Bonney was with your brother, which was the only reason Killer and Kid were at the party at all. It was the night she left him for Lucci, but in the moment you didn’t know that yet.

Looking back, you couldn’t remember if Kid even had a date to the dance, as he usually went stag. Hence why you found him alone on the deck furniture smoking with a beer in his hand. Shaking your head, stood beside him, taking the beer and the cigarette from him as you chugged down the rest and stamped out his smoke, “I am not explaining to Bonney’s parents why you are breaking their no smoking on the deck rule. Why are you even out here, Eustass?”

His head slowly rolled over in the chair to you, blatantly far too drunk to lift it properly. Kid’s painted lips curled into a lopsided smile, the tie of his suit around his head, and his shirt mostly opened, exposing his well toned chest. It was the first time you had ever really noticed how much the little boy that your brother always blindly followed around and got in trouble with had really started to grow up. You had always found Kid cute in his own way, but over the summer, you were feeling butterflies in your stomach any time you looked at him.

“I’m jus’ fine, Y/N, no need tu fuss,” his speech was slurred as you folded your arms, trying to turn the heat forming in your cheeks into annoyed anger than being flustered over his good looks, “I got a beer, I’m good!” Kid then looked to his hand, “Wait…”

Shaking your head, you pulled up one of the deck chairs beside him, trying to get him to sit up properly, “Eustass. Hey, Eustass…” you snapped a few of your fingers in his face, to get him to look at you, “Kid!”

His golden eyes caught yours, leaning forward with his elbows on his legs. Even sitting he was so much taller than you now, but you had to hold him by his collar to keep him up right. He chuckled, looking at you as he reached out to touch your face, “Yous s’pretty, ya know that?”

Kid’s words took all of your thoughts and breath away. Many boys had told you how pretty you were, and how much they liked you; hell, Kaku told you daily and meant it from the heart. But there was just something about the way Kid’s unfiltered drunk brain said it that struck you through to your core. Your heart beat rapidly in your chest, “Kid, you’re just drunk. Come on, let’s get some food in you—”

“—You never call me Kid,” he cut you off as his tone quieted, leaning in to cup your face rather poorly in both his hands. They were rather clammy, but it was more the gesture and his words you remembered, “Though you’ll always call me Kid when we’re married.”

You gawked at him, stammering to get the words out as his nose touched yours, “I, you, what on earth are you talking about, Eustass Kid?!”

“I’ma marry you, Y/N McKillen,” Kid chuckled as he brushed his lips against yours, “I knew ever… ever since we’s little…”

He tasted like beer and cigarettes, the first real kiss between the two of you. The memory was always held near and dear to your heart, never sharing it with anyone as he was far too drunk to remember any of it happening at all. You knew you couldn’t stay close to town anymore, since the more time you were around Kid, the more you wanted to be with him. That year, you tried to become more callous and stand-offish toward him, hoping that maybe he would drop those feelings. The years apart obviously did nothing, seeing as how the first night you saw him again in five years you let him fuck you wildly on the couch, and many, many more times since then. Your feelings and memories began to overwhelm you, breaking down into shaking sobs.

Sitting in your car in the random parking lot, you collapsed against the steering wheel of your car, sobbing harder than you had since your mother died. Or maybe since you left Yonji? You weren’t entirely sure, only knowing the emptiness and pain you felt in your body was as though a black hole had ripped open where your heart should be.

How could you have been so stupid a second time? You knew you had been letting Kid tear down your walls—well, more like pound them down, but that was neither here nor there—that you had built up over your life, allowing him into your heart and thinking that things could be different this time. Kid couldn’t even be bothered to stand up for you to Killer, especially after he spouted that nonsense about being serious.

Not a single.

Damn.

Word.

Your heart raced as the angry and hot tears rolled down your cheeks, fists shaking against the steering wheel, until you were pounding on the dash, wailing uncontrollably in your grief and rage. That memory of Kid as a teen telling you he’d marry you when you guys were all grown up was marred by all of the time you now felt was wasted. It’s not as if you were expecting things to truly get this far, nor for your own harbored feelings toward your brother’s best friend you had always kept down and far away.

Maybe Killer was right and you were just using Kid’s feelings toward you to feel something again after your broken engagement.

Sobbing harder at the thought, your forehead hit the horn of your car, though it sounded like it was miles away to your own ears. The rushing blood through your veins made it hard to hear anything, until a loud pounding on your window finally caught you attention. You jumped, looking into a concerned and familiar face of a man with a phone held up to his ear, speaking to someone on the other side as you rolled down your window and wiped your eyes to the best of your ability.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” he then turned to his phone, “Yes, ma’am, everything is fine. Turns out I know her. Yes, ma’am…”

You blinked a few times, unable to hear what he was really saying fully as you did your best to dry your tears. The man that resembled a pineapple must have called a non-emergency number when he saw a woman having a fit in the parking lot.

“Marco?” you sniffled loudly, “What are you doing here?” The two of you had exchanged numbers at the party, texting back and forth briefly in a group chat with everyone since the other night. It was mostly Thatch sending memes and trying to hint to Bonney to text him directly, but it was still nice.

“I live in these apartments,” he was now off the phone with whomever he was speaking to, “what are you doing here?”

Turning off your car, you looked at your stuff in the back seat, shaking as you couldn’t make eye contact with him, “I… I think I’m running away… again.”

He let out a sigh, holding out his hand to you, “Why don’t you come on up and tell me about it?”

Looking to his hand, then back to your stuff, you turned your car back on briefly to roll your window back up, then grabbed your purse as you got out, taking his hand as he helped you out of your car. Marco put an arm around your shoulders, walking away as you felt the warmth of his embrace welcome you in gently.

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Here's some of my candy I have left ☺️

YOU GOT A…

TREAT!

Law is very stubborn, so don’t expect him to go out and have fun. He can, however, play any games that you’d like— that’s his way of saying, “I love you, but not fucking Halloween!” He’s such a sweet boyfriend! 💙

TRICK OR TREAT!

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You tugged on your red skirt, feeling the chilly air tickle your thighs. The seller promised you comfort with your cosplay, but in the end, it turned out to be another marketing lie. The cosplay? Little Red Riding Hood, but with a twist. Who would go to a party looking like a total wimp anyway?

A brown leather corset hugged your curves and accentuated your protruding chest, which was covered with a black lacy shirt. Your red skirt stopped over the curve of your ass, additionally with white stockings and thigh straps holding fake knives. Your red cloak covered the rest of your body, and of course, the iconic basket hid some treats for sneaking perverts.

You gazed at the tall doors of the mansion whose windows flashed colorful lights. Would it be worth it? To attend a rave that’d probably have crowds upon crowds of people? Who invited you anyway?!

The moon watched as you stepped inside the screaming mansion, awaiting whatever fate it witnessed. The moment you entered, your eyes were blinded by mist hanging low on the floor and rays of color spilling through the room. You are awed at the colorful and creative costumes dancing around the party, surprised at the sluttyness and nudeness.

You made your way through the hot bodies toward the end of the room, destined to head to the bar. Just because you were at a party doesn’t mean you have to be social right? You caught the stares and whispers from others, making you highly uncomfortable. You struggled to squeeze away from the jumping and sweaty mess, along with the electro music that pounded into your ears.

With a final push, you made it to the more “quiet” side of the rave, your body feeling clamped with sweat. You had to fix your costume but decidedly took off your red hood, leaving you partly revealed. The room instantly turned dark, making you gasp– but quickly recovered as the song changed to a more hard-techno one. You were only able to see the patterns of red, black, and purple on everyone. You were sure you’d be tired at the end of this.

You chose a seat in the corner of the bar. You settled yourself in, only to be distracted by the sight of a sexy man. You gaped at him, sucking in every detail of his person.

The flashing purple lights revealed his muscular frame beaded with perspiration. His wavy black hair matched perfectly with his costume: a werewolf. It was a wild coincidence, so ironic in fact. His baggy pants barely hung at his hips, even with the help of a golden chain. At his shoulders rested a hide of a small dark wolf; its head perched on his right shoulder and its tail drooping down his other. You gulped at the sight of his collar adorned with spikes, but the fact that his eyes caught yours made you blush.

You watched his tail swing as he approached you, keeping stern contact with you. You caught his eye and that made him grin. You quickly averted your gaze, pretending to look at the bar menu. You were eternally grateful that the room was too dark for him to notice your burning cheeks. The music got louder as he got closer.

Was he going to get mad at you?

You pretended still as he stood before your table, one of his gloved hands in the form of a paw resting on the surface.

“What’s a cutie pie like you doing here?”

You didn’t listen. So he leaned a bit closer, adding more volume to his husky voice.

“I said, what’s a cute pie like you doing here?”

You finally stared up at him, staring in awe as you took in every single detail. His eyes captured an almost golden glint in them as he smirked. You thought you were a bit too lightheaded as you noticed his sharp canines that looked like they could rip your throat out. Stuttering, you shouted a reply.

“O-Oh! H-Hi!!”

He chuckled, deciding to sit across from you, “I can hear you just fine! There’s no need to shout…” You watched him lick his lips, “S-so um…um?” Fuck you were terrible at introductions! You smiled at him, extending your gloved hand to shake his.

You were taken aback when he kissed your palm instead, sending shivers down your spine. “Call me Ace. Would you mind telling me yours, baby?” He knew he was a tease as you practically shook to reply to him.

“Y/N! Y/N L/N.”

You squirmed in your seat, hoping Ace wouldn’t notice. His knees touch your legs, brushing them teasingly against yours.

“Well, Y/N, are you my little Red Riding Hood tonight?”

You had to hold in a choke, what in the actual flirting fuck?! Your hands flew to your face to hide your surprise, “Oh you!” Ace pats his head, laughing, “What? Was it too much?” You peeped at him through your fingers, seeing how innocent and lighthearted he was. Ace was just playing with you! That’s it…now would you return it?

“Only if you’ll be my big bad wolf….?”

The music added to the tension, his smirk grew bigger as he ran his sharp muscle across his teeth. With a whisper to your ear, so quiet yet loud enough so you could hear, “Only if you dance with me, my little red.” The wolf helped you up, taking your silence as a yes. But of course, when the table wasn’t hiding your beautiful figure…he might as well have eaten you up.

Ace gave you a grin as he undressed you with his eyes. Your cute curves were something he wanted to run his hands on, to mark even. He watched your costume ride up, too small for you to move properly. He was able to smell what was in your basket, “What’s in there?”

You turned to him, chuckling as you showed him the tasers and pepper spray you brought, “It’s for um…defense?” Ace pretended to sigh, and took your basket, “Aw man, I thought there was some food. But you won’t be needing this if you don’t mind?” You lifted an eyebrow, gasping as he threw your basket away.

“Hey!” you shouted, running to get it back. You felt a strong arm hook around your waist, pulling you back against its chest. The wolf lifted your chin gently to meet his face, “I’ll protect you, alright? Don’t worry a hair on your pretty head.” You gulped, abiding by his statement.

“Now let's get on the dance floor!” he hooted, pushing you to the crowds of steamy bodies. You got scared quickly, trying to skid on the slippery concrete as you shook your head. “No, no, what if I get lost? What if I lose you? What if someone–”

“Chill baby, with the way we’re gonna dance I’m sure you won’t get lost. Afterall…”

He leaned to your ear, pressing a kiss on your temple, “My favorite song is about to come up.” As if on cue, a slow tempo beat came, causing a sudden change in the audience. The lights dimmed to a dark red hue, making the scene more erotic as partners began to dance a little more closely against each other.

“I-I don’t know how to dance like that,” you muttered, holding on to his arm, “How–?” Without a reply, he pushed you right into the crowd, making sure the both of you got a spot right in the middle. You let Ace move your body, not questioning the way he pressed your breasts flush against him.

He had to shout a little this time, grinning, “Just let loose and I’ll teach you!” You nodded, not knowing what to do with your hands exactly. So, you decided to hold onto his shoulders, your fingers being tickled by the furs.

“You don’t have to hold on! The point of this dancing is to get wild!”

His hands roamed your body, soft gloved paws groping and brushing against you. You squeaked, feeling yourself brought closer as he rutted his hips along yours. You had to be still, turning red as all parts of your body began to heat up. Ace moved to the music, growling slightly as he inhaled your scent.

You smelled oh so sweet, like a fresh meal waiting to be devoured. The erotic mess around you both didn’t help, no one would notice if he made out with you here. You were too innocent, your small figure being manipulated by him as if you were his doll. A great catch, he would say, and just so coincidental.

“A-ace…”

He brought his attention back to you, humming, “Yeah, little red?” His eyes could easily see in the dark, capturing and reading your every move. Your trembling lips tried to speak, and more delighted as your breath hitched to look up at him. He knew he made you weak, and that was his advantage.

“It’s getting too stuffy in here…can we step out?”

Fuck, were you just speaking his mind. He gave your ass one last squeeze before leading you out of the crowd, towards the exit of the mansion. You honestly just wanted to leave, the rave being a little too much for you. His paws were still on you, soft and comforting to your skin.

“Did you need to take a breather?” he asked, leaning on the mansion wall as he still kept your body close. Your hands now found themselves holding your stomach, frowning as you replied, “I don’t like going to parties often…I just didn’t feel comfortable about people seeing me like this, y’know?” You asked for his sympathy, but you were offended as he snorted back.

“Well, that’s your fault for looking so…tasty. Of course, people are going to stare at you, you’re too fucking cute.”

He took off his gloves, revealing his large and thick digits. What they could easily do to you…He asked for your cloak, which you handed. You watched as Ace wrapped his gloves there, making a little lunch sack out of them.

“Let’s play a game, to liven you up yeah?”

You grew curious then, nodding as you listened. The glint in his eyes grew sharper, narrowing slightly as he began to tell.

“You see, I have this problem down there,” he said, palming his crotch, “And you kind of made it worse for me.” You furrowed your brows, gasping as you realized, “..Oh.” He grinned, glad you caught his drift.

“So, this here,” he motioned at the makeshift of both your items, “I’m going to throw it and the first one to find it gets to do whatever they want to the other, ha?” He watched you fidget and look around for a moment, before finally deciding.

“This benefits you more than me though, I won’t get anything out of this,” you hummed, crossing your arms and tilting your head, “You’ll win, so why bother?” Ace tsked as he flicked your forehead, shaking his finger.

“You could win too, and if you do, I’ll tell you a real big secret of mine,” he traced your lips with his thumb, tugging it lightly, “Besides that, you’ll have me all for yourself– however you want to treat me, baby.” You took in a deep breath, sighing because you knew this was an offer you could not just pass up.

Like, how often is it that a man would offer himself? His whole body was intoxicating, every part of him so ridable; his abs, thighs, face, and…

“Fine, but the secret better not be stupid,” you muttered. Ace gave you a wet kiss on the lips, dragging his tongue across them and slipping inside. You squeaked, not able to pull back. He had a good fist on your hair, pushing your face hard against him. You felt him nip at you, sucking on your tongue lightly before releasing you with a pop.

“H-hng?” you choked, mouth still open as you awed at the single string of saliva that connected you both. Ace wiped it away with his knuckles, “Just a little treat so you know what’ll come…let’s start hm?” He lifted the item, thrusting it surprisingly hard into what seemed like the middle of the woods. Now that strength was inhuman.

The looming darkness of the sky didn’t let you see the exact location but gave you a good idea. A smack on your butt told you to run, Ace giving you a head start.

“Run baby! You’re going to need the time!”

You ran towards the woods, feeling excited at the rush of the wind– I wonder how this will end. You carried yourself over broken branches, ducking as needed. Crickets chirped and a howl was distant behind you, making you panic.

Did the woods have coyotes? Wolves?!

You breathed heavily, snapping your head around, only to see tall black trees claw above. The moon had lost its light, the mist dominating it. Treading carefully, you lifted one of the fake daggers you had on your thigh band— hoping it’d scare whatever animal came near.

I mean, what animal were you hoping it’d scare?

Ace had since caught up with you, your scent captured in his nose. He had to stifle a laugh, seeing such a small little lady carrying what seemed like a toothpick to him. The canines that poked at his lips ached to sink themselves in your skin, to mark you as his.

His sharp ears listened to every move you made, every little gasp and crunch of leaves you stepped on. He could already feel himself growing harder, wanting to pin you to a tree and breed you. That would be fun…to see your womb give birth to his little pups.

Ace pretended to shout from afar, “I think I found it…!” You panicked, running toward the voice, to his arms. You couldn’t let him win! Another howl erupted in the night, motivating you to sprint faster, desperately.

You made it to the center of a platform, where trees seemed to curl into a cavern. The floor was rid of grass, only white rocks littering around the entrance. You began to feel dread, approaching the cavern curiously, wondering if the sack made it in. Your heartbeat in your chest, breaths getting heavy as you slowly reach your hand inside.

“Yip!”’

You bounced back, seeing bats erupt from the cavity. Your scream echoed in the woods, pleasing Ace. You were left in the dust, coughing as you stepped away. But, your back met a familiar chest. A red sack, similar to the makeshift red cloak you once owned was presented to you.

Oh.

He whispered into your ear, growling, “I think I’ve won, right little red?” You kept staring at the sack, heart dropping as you nodded. The sack was gently placed into your hands, letting you hold onto the pawed gloves.

“Don’t be so sad,” he murmured, pushing you against one of the few tall trees, his hands roaming to undress, “I’ll tell you my secret after…but for now just be a good little girl, alright?” Your eyes finally met his, wet tears making you believe his golden eyes pierced into yours. Ace licked a long stripe from your cleavage to your ear, stopping to breathe heavily and tease you.

“My what big eyes you have, my little red riding hood.”

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lavieverdezoro · 7 months

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a short sabo fluff

You heard a loud noise coming from the hallway, many low rank marines alerting the other marines that someone broke into the base. Your eyes widened and you immediately slam open your door, ready to go after the intruder only for sabo to stand in front of your door. He laughed as he pushed you back into your office and locked the door behind him. You gasp, and you grab him by the collar as you start to yell at him for just breaking into your base.... you're a vice admiral, and you are in charge of marine base G 6. Sabo pouts and wraps his arms around you as he tries to calm you down. You couldn't believe it a vice admiral secretly dating a revaluationary and the right-hand man for dragon at that! You don't understand how you feel in love with such an idiot who was always clingy towards you. Sabo continued to pout as he apologized and hugged you tightly, not wanting you to be upset by him.

Clingy Sabo

Little cutie

#sabo x reader #one piece #sabo fluff #lavieverdezoro

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lavieverdezoro · 7 months

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ᴴᴼᴿᴿᴼᴿᵀᴼᴮᴱᴿ ᵂᴱᴱᴷ ² 𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 1: 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝙎𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙧! 𝙇𝙖𝙬 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 1: 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 | 𝑾𝒆𝒆𝒌 2: 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑶𝒖𝒕

𝑪𝑾: Modern! AU, cursing, mentions of blood, corpses, slightly suggestive content

𝑾𝑪: 3.6k

𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆: 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗍𝗐𝗈-𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾 . 𝖡𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗇…𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖲𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖣𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗂𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎? 𝖣𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗌….

𝑰𝑴𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪

“Now this is the dining hall where students don’t eat because they prefer to consume shitty food in the street.”

An eruption of giggles came from the crowd you were in. You tried to smile a little at the joke, but your social battery was ending. Your senior’s humor was terrible throughout the campus tour and she never seemed to shut up.

You glanced at your phone, seeing that it was already afternoon. The campus itself was bigger than your high school, making you wonder how you even got into such a prestigious medical institution. The idea of helping others, curing disease, and providing medications appeased you and brought a sort of purpose to your life. With a sigh you raised your hand, coughing your way into speaking.

“So…when will we get into our dorms? Because it's getting quite late and–”

Your voice faltered at the cringed expression of your Senior. She crossed her arms, finally taking notice of your presence, “Well, well, well, you’re an eager one aren’t you?” She pulled out her clipboard, flipping through the sheets, “Y/N L/N?” Upon the stares and whispers you received, you nodded.

“You got in with a Scholarship?” she asked, laughing to herself, “Fuck, you think you can get in just like that and talk smack?” Surprised, you tried to defend yourself to no use.

“But I was just asking if–”

Your upperclassman threw your paper, sashaying her hair as she motioned the others to continue, “Well if you’re gonna be a bitch then you can tour the school yourself. Everyone else, follow me on my fun adventure, led by yours truly.” With a sigh you picked up your admission sheet, waving the dirt off as you glanced up at her.

“Don’t forget the Freshman party on Friday, Y/N!” she teased, giggling away with her crowd. “But I didn’t even do anything…” you muttered, frowning as you pulled out your campus map. It always seemed to end like this, with every attempt or every word you said it seemed to trigger others to your dislike. You walked on, unfazed and determined to lead yourself.

You liked the quiet ambiance and the rich aesthetic of the school. The cream-colored buildings were connected, forming classes or halls. Your sneaker soles were stained with slight traces of grass as you crossed the lawn, its fresh scent pleasing your nose. The sky poked at your shadow and joined it with the looming presence of the housing building.

You made it to the dorms before the rest of your class, so you took the time to unpack and settle yourself in. The room was tiny and made for one, it was a special accommodation you requested before being admitted. The rest of your hour was spent decorating the walls, charging your devices, and unpacking your essentials. Perhaps it may have been an assumption on your own, but there was something about this school that filled you with hope.

You peered at the window that overlooked the school campus; the sun had since set, making a nice purple haze in the sky. Smiling, you launched yourself on your bed. Your eyes were on your class schedule, excited and eager to learn. Sure, there would be some rude people here and there– but you didn’t need them to be happy. You didn’t bother dressing in your sleepwear, instead, you went straight to sleep.

You can’t wait for what tomorrow has in store for you, and perhaps, you’ll make a friend. You chuckled, that was going too far…I can live in isolation and still be happy. And with that, you dreamt about the time the sun would rise again.

Ring! Ring!

“Fuck!”

You gasped, slamming your alarm and noting the time, 30 minutes till class?! “Shit! Shit! Shit!” you cursed, undressing quickly and spraying yourself with some water. Rushing your morning routine, you didn’t have the time to spare to grab a quick breakfast. Your heart thumped as you grew anxious about getting to class late. Running across the campus with your schedule and bookbag in hand, you passed several students who seemed to be presumably late as well.

Unfortunately, you tripped– like any cliche girl would. You cried out, biting your lip and wincing at your leg. Your hand quickly touched your leg, just a little strain! I can still walk! As you struggled to stand, someone behind you talked.

“It won’t matter if you stand up and run, you’ll still be late.”

You snapped your head around, scoffing at what was a “student”. His golden eyes bore into yours and a frown was etched into his face. His goatee looked nicely trimmed, along with the sideburns that trailed his sharp jawline. He ran a tattoed hand that read D E A T H on each finger through his tufts of black hair, sighing, “I don’t mean to sound rude, but you were just in my way.” Your eyes glanced down at the silver cart carrying a black bag, a body?

“O-oh…! I thought that you were–” you stuttered, but you lost your balance and unintentionally leaned on his cart, “Ack! Sorry!” He dismissed you with an eye roll and shoved you on the cart.

“Hey!” you shouted, now being next to the smelly bag, “What gave you the–”

“I’m offering you a ride to your class, alright? Don’t complain,” he spat, “Hold on now.” With one arm around your bookbag and another on the corner of the cart, you nodded. The large clock on the main campus building warned you of the five minutes you had left. What could the man possibly do to get you across the campus within that time frame?

A gust of wind flew through, and your question was answered, he pushed the fucking cart. Now the problem? You were riding across the campus sidewalk, getting further and further away from the smartass who sent you off. You were sure that your screams were audible to the campus and even more to him.

He was a smartass indeed, but you were able to make it to your first class before the bell. You knew that your hair was worse than it already was, and your face was blown out (literally) as you had no choice but to bring the cart inside as well. The whispers you received were humiliating, nonetheless, they also praised you.

“Woah! You made it to class riding that?”

“That’s sick!”

“Where’d ya get the ride chick?”

You couldn’t help but grin, the smartass was a smartass! However, a loud cough from your professor shushed all of you. The rows of students stood still and murmured slightly as they waited for your verdict. You gulped, turning to the area where the bald man stood on his podium, rearranging his glasses.

“I see you’ve got quite the body on your hands,” he croaked, approaching your figure, “I’d have you know that we don’t start dissections till the second semester…” His wrinkly hands lifted the tarp and hummed approvingly. You stood, heavily breathing and curious as to what was hidden. With a tap on your cart, he sent you off.

“You should take that back to your morgue,” he waved, “I would hate to see such good stitchwork go to waste. Your name?” He lifted his pen to take attendance, his blue eye piercing yours.

“Y-Y/N,” you said, nodding quickly, “Y/N L/N!” Your professor released you, and you rushed out knowing no idea where to go. You had to exit the hallway, the squeaks of the cartwheels echoing in the corridor. When you made it outside of the building, you slumped with a sigh.

The bag was tempted to be open, to discover what pleased the professor. You glanced around, seeing that no one was around– you took the chance to open the tarp.

Ah?

You pouted. The body looked well preserved with a large incision across his chest. You expected something more interesting. Carefully, you traced your finger on the stitches, it was well done and firm to the touch. You analyzed the rest of the corpse, seeing no mistakes in the handiwork. Was the stranger a doctor? A yellow tag stood out on the toe, which you held, seeing a building number and room.

Sucking in your breath, you closed the bag and made your way. Your trusty map led you to the near outskirts of the campus, making you worry if you read the tag right. It wasn’t as if the outskirts were horrible…you just felt safer around the publicity. The broken sidewalk of the trail led you up to an almost run-down version of the newer campus buildings.

Its broken windows were jailed with the white bars that matched the awful color of the structure. The two-story glory appeared more of an asylum to you, were you really in the right place? As you got closer, the tall wooden trees began to hide the sun. You were left to seek with poor rays of light that escaped from the branches. A window seemed to be illuminated with yellow light, making you assume that the smartass may be there.

You opened the large silver doors of the building, walking inside the eerie contents alone with the corpse. You could feel something run down your spine as you glanced at the little creatures that made their home in the corners of the room– others scurried on the floor. You were jittery as you approached closer to the lit room and awed slightly at the preserved magnificence inside.

The morgue had a long fridge wall that spanned across the entry to the other end. In the center lay a single operating table with a few lights hanging above a monitor, along with rectangular tables that held several utensils. You didn’t notice the man who sat on a chair, one leg over the other with his hands folded on his lap.

“I didn’t think you’d return my body, hm,” he spoke, earning him a jump from you. You looked away from the dry blood-stained floor and directed your attention to him. Before you pressed any further you asked, “What’s your name?”

A dirty smirk formed, “Trafalgar Law, Senior Class. Freshman?” You rolled your eyes, shoving his item with a kick, “Yeah, yeah, Y/N.” Law licked his lips as he stopped the cart with his foot, “You shouldn’t toss around my research like that Y/N-ya, I barely get enough donations as is.” The periwinkle scrubs he wore couldn’t hide the slithers of his tattoos, did he have them all over his body? You grew curious about his persona and decided to tease him a little more.

But you wouldn’t get too comfortable….you couldn’t bear having another person dislike you. You walked to the silver fridges, running your hand on the cold metal.

“Why here? What research?”

Law had since unwrapped the body, prepping it on his table, “I don’t know why I have to tell you.” Frowning, you crossed your arms, “I’m not one of those people you might think I am.” He glanced up at you before motioning you to help him. You grabbed the legs of the corpse and swung it on the autopsy area with a grunt.

“That still doesn’t satisfy me.”

How peckish! You can’t bother going to class now as you unconsciously began to assist him as you argued. “I could’ve kept this damn corpse if I wanted to.” you snapped, tossing your bookbag on a hook. You slipped on some plastic gloves and a mask over your face. Law gave you an apron as he listened to your rambling.

“I’m just a humble student! No one seems to like me and believe me when I say I’m exceptionally smart when given the chance! I could easily perform any operation from experience and knowledge!”

You handed him a scalpel to tear off the stitches, “So I believe I do reserve a right to know what in the world you have going on here!” The next hour was spent carving the corpse and emptying its insides. You tore at the open skin flaps and held them in place for him to collect. He listened contently to your sweet voice and your complaints, you were very persistent. Annoying sure, but you were good at what you do.

Law was pleased to know that you didn’t crap up the procedure like his past partners, and was very much intrigued as you spilled your life story. Your face contorted expressively, yet your hands were stable and firm. Now and then he would look at your eyes, seeing a beautiful spark of life in them. A sharp pang ran through his chest as you reminded him of someone.

“...And the whole structure is stupid! Universities should limit themselves to the more classy students who want to pursue something in the medical field! One shouldn’t–”

“Can you just shut up please?”

You were quiet, offended, but still quiet. You watched him with a frown as he boxed the heart, along with a few other organs. Without asking, you proceeded to stitch the body back up. Your nimble hands worked with the wires and expertly wove. You had this concentrated expression on your face as you squinted.

“You make several good points, that I’ll admit.” he sighed, but you didn’t look up, “Give me a few days to decide if I can trust you enough. How about that–” His hand launched at your wrist, clenching it tightly as he hissed at you, “What the fuck were you–” His voice trailed off and his expression softened.

His eyes narrowed down to your work before meeting you again, “Don’t do things without my permission ever again, alright Y/N-ya?” He was stern about it, which you didn’t understand, but nodded. Law let go of your wrist, advising you to clean up. You did so and spared the time to clean up after him as well.

Kachack!

“That should do it,” you sighed, admiring the space as if it had never touched. You were ready to leave before your partner grabbed at your shoulder, his lips parted slightly as he listened. You didn’t get the chance to speak as he hushed, “Get inside the fridge, now.” He pulled you along with him, but you resisted.

“What the fuck? No, I won’t! You can’t–”

“The security guard is going to catch us, and if you’re caught you can kiss your dreams goodbye.” At that, you followed. He pulled open one of the fridges and slid himself into the cramped space, “Get on top of me, we don’t have much time left.” His tattooed hand reached for yours, which you hesitantly took. He felt warm as you crawled over him, your nose grazing him from bottom to top.

Then there was a problem.

“How are we going to close the latch?” you asked, trying not to breathe too hard on his face. Tsking he sent you out, “Get in, feet first.” Again, the climb out was terrible, but you couldn’t bear arguing. You shoved one leg in, which he caught and pulled. It was an embarrassing sight if someone were to walk in.

By the time you were inside, your butt hovered over his face and your lips were near touching his crotch. You closed the latch quietly, whispering, “How are we going to know if the guard leaves?” Law’s hot breath fanned the inside of your skirt as he replied, “I have my phone in my pocket, I can’t reach it.” Your hands roamed him, searching.

“You’re touching my dick.” he hissed, sending a smack on your butt. “Was not!” you hushed, finally finding the device and slipping it under you. The rotten scent of the fridge sickened you, leaving you to inhale it bit by bit. The silver fridge was made only for one body, and the two of you didn’t fit. You gulped, “Is he gone?”

“No, shut up and I’ll tell you.”

He was getting on your nerves. You tried to get comfortable but ended up scooting more on him. “S-sorry!” you whispered, blushing as you tried to move back. You felt him push you closer, making you sit directly on his face. God, if you had the space you would kick him.

You could hear him speak softly, “You’re much cuter up closer, now that I realize it…” His large hand traced up your thigh, squeezing the flesh. You had to cover your mouth at this point to suppress your noises. Law teased you, whispering nonsense among other things. A glance down at his crotch made you almost choke.

He was big.

The tent on his pants was noticeable, god you can’t be thinking about this now! “Law!” you hissed, “I’m gonna peek outside.” You couldn’t tell if he heard you, either way, you lifted the latch. The metal creaked as you shifted, seeing the guard just leave.

“Law, he’s gone now!” you whispered, beginning to crawl out. You heard him grunt when you grazed his crotch but paid no mind. At this point, you just had to ask him, “Are we in a forbidden building? Do you even have clearance to be in here?!”

The raven was barely getting out of the fridge, “This is an abandoned building if you didn’t already know.” You frowned as you fixed yourself; pulling your skirt down and fixing your hair. “Well, then it's none of my business to be associating with you?” you asked, “You could bring me trouble.” Law chuckled, closing the fridge and passing by you to pick up his bag.

“Well, that's something you already decided when you chose to help me, no?”

He motioned at the bag, its contents the organs of the corpse. What he decided to do with them bore no interest to you. “Fine, I suppose I am already associated with you.” you sighed, “Just…I don’t know.” You pinched your nose, making your way out.

“See you later I suppose,” you shouted. You knew you were in for a scolding, but you didn’t regret it as much as you thought it would. Hands in pockets, you walked the eerie trail back to the campus. There was something about your upperclassman that intrigued you, something utterly terrifying yet sexy.

Law followed you shortly after, taking his time to text his client. Perhaps he’ll keep you around for the time being, he knew he’d be more trouble than you. He pulled out his white leopard-printed cap, tucking the item down as he made his way to his car. A ping chirped on his phone: Y/N L/N followed you on Instagram! He grinned.

Your next encounters with him were, as one might put it, surprisingly eventful. Law brought you joy and comfort as a friend and classmate. Sure, he was a total nerd for the hero franchise and superpowers– but that appealed more innocently to you. His shit-eating grin was something to die for and you teased him relentlessly about it.

“Aww, little nerd didn’t win his game! Wait ah–!”

“JuST BeCaUsE mY AvAtar dIeD doEsN’T mEAn you cAN bULLy ME!”

Something between you and him was bound to happen. It was just a little jig, the way you like to say it– a kiss for a good job done. Law turned in your sheets, seeing you sitting at your desk once more– committing to some homework. The remnants of last night's video game were littered with some popcorn and snacks that you didn’t bother cleaning. He wiped the sleep from his eyes, noticing your calendar.

“You have your Freshman party tonight.”

You turned, taking off your glasses with a hum. The raven was shirtless, revealing more of the inky designs that wrapped around his body. Secretly, you were delighted to see that he had nipple piercings. You knew your preference for men was terrible, but Law wasn’t a bad guy.

“Yeah but I have no intentions to go if I’m being honest,” you admitted bitterly, “I’d rather just sleep in.” He hummed agreeably, leaving the bed and standing next to you.

He had one hand on your chair and another on your desk, “I thought so, you don’t appeal to me like a woman who’ll bother going to cheesy events like that.” Giggling, you put away your papers, “I believe I told you that since we first met… it's been six days at least.”

He leaned closer, his breath tickling your ear, “Mm, yeah I think so as well…” Your eyes darted around, trying to change the conversation. “Well…” you began, swirling your chair only to meet his golden glare, “I think you should get going now, I have class in an hour.”

Law tsked, trapping you with his arms as he picked you up from your position. With a squeal, you were plopped onto your bed. He looked like an animal crawling up between your legs and pressing fleeting kisses up your neck.

“I’m going receive some more donations today,” he murmured, cupping your cheek, “I want you to help me tonight again.” You pouted, “You still haven’t told me anything about your, quote on quote, donations, Law.” You pinched his arm in a motion to jerk him back.

“I would rather sleep in tonight, mind you.”

The raven brushed his lips on yours, adding, “I’ll make it worth your while, I promise.” The idea was interesting so you complied, “Well, it better be worth my time is all I’m asking.” He gave you a long kiss before pulling away. His hair was a mess as you stared at him.

“Believe me, I will.”

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𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓹𝓲𝓮𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

"Will you be mine?" Zoro x fem! reader

"Please" Sanji x fem! Reader

7 minutes turned to 77 minutes sabo x fem! Reader

"Let us give support you deserve" zoro x sanji x transmac! Reader

Medical lessons law x fem! Reader

Short sabo fluff

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Arranged marriage Katakuri slightly NSFW

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"Will you be mine?"

Zoro x fem! Reader // gender neutral,, nsfw - cockwarming, slight praising + degrading + soft Zoro

"y/n.." Zoro's voice gruffly calls out, his single eye looking around the deck to find you. It was midnight, the rest of the crew is asleep apart from you and Zoro. You're on nightwatch, you're up in the crowsnest, unaware that the swordsman was trying to find you.

You and Zoro always had this close relationship, there wasn't a label yet. You both train together, hug, cuddle while he naps and he mostly sticks around to you. You were hoping to ask Zoro about your guys' relationship but everytime you try it fails to where he tries to ignore you.

He was giving mixed signals and it gave you mixed feelings. Because of that, you've been trying to avoid Zoro for awhile to which the swordsman obviously noticed when you didn't come down to cuddle with him in his napping sessions.

It was weird, You can say that. But you do admit that you were starting to feel bad for ignoring Zoro, he was a bit sensitive and you've seen his vulnerable side.

You then perk up when you hear the hatch of the crowsnest opening. From there, you see Zoro climbing up. When he set his gaze on you, his expression softened for a quick moment before closing the hatch. He stood in front in front of you now, staring down at you. The corner of his lips twitching slightly.

"Y/n.. there you are." Zoro smiled a bit, setting down besides you. "look.. i've been meaning to talk to you."

At his words, you began to pay for attention as you avoided looking at his general direction. You felt his calloused hand place on your shoulder, it was a rough texture from all his training and fighting but it was warm and comforto. "I'm... I'm sorry for avoiding your question." You hear the swordsman mumble, letting out a sigh.

"It's just that.. I like you, okay? I don't know how to put it out or show it in public... Even though it might be obvious to the others by now, especially since that shit curlybrow nagging me on how i haven't been treating you right. I hate to admit it but.. He's right, i haven't been treating you right." He finally confessed. He stopped for a moment before continuing. "I hope it isn't late but.. i miss having you to nap with me. I want that again... so, please, will you be mine, y/n?" He asked softly and sincerely, his tone was soft and low, as if he was afraid he'll shatter you if he spoke too loudly like you were a piece of delicate glass. You could tell Zoro was You could tell Zoro was trying not to show the tremble in his voice. He was getting vulnerable with you again.

He felt safe with you, yet he was so scared.

You took a moment, you finally turn to look at him and pulled him into a tight hug. He flinched but soon held you tight, he buried his face into your neck to take in your scent that made him feel so fuzzy and light with emotions.

"I love you, y/n." He muttered, still taking in your scent. "can we nap again..?" He hesitantly asked. You let out a small laugh and granted your permission.

"of course, Zoro."

Zoro gave out a smile, one that he only ever shows to you. Your positions changed to the usual napping position you both do with Zoro spooning you with his big, muscular arms wrapped around your torso. His head was still huried into your neck, inhaling your scent. He couldn't help but get a bit... excited. He let out a soft murmur into your neck that sent shivers down your spine. You bit your lip, trying to stay composed and calm but you couldn't deny the growing heat within you.

Zoro noticed that. He gazed at you, his eye piercing into yours as you felt a smirk forming on his lips against your skin. "Y/n.. i feel a little cold.. do you mind?" He asked, voice holding a teasing tone as his grip around you tightened. With a shaky breath, you spoke. "I don't mind." You let out, breath hitching once more as Zoro slowly rubbed against your rear end.

You felt his bulge growing against you as he rubbed against you.

Zoro was teasing you to the point where you let out small whimpers. The sound was like music to Zoro's ears. A groan left his throat, his teeth grazing against the skin of your neck. His breath becoming hot and shaky, his teasing turning to humping against you like an animal in heat.

"Mmh... Fuck, y/n.. You're so hot like this, you make me fucking crazy." He groaned near your ear, his bulge becoming slightly wet due to his pre-cum already leaking. With a swift motion, his erection sprung free from his pants as he adjusted them. You felt his length against your rear end, it made you let out a low moan as you squirm a bit. "Zoro..." You panted out his name. That seem to flip a switch inside Zoro as he groaned more louder. "Yea? Say my name like that again." His tone changed, he was demanding as his arousal grew upon hearing his name roll out of your tounge in a manner that made him go berserk. He rubbed his erection against your clothed ass, teeth sinking on your shoulder that made you arch your back a bit.

"Zoro..!" You repeated, a bit more louder whilst his rough, warm hands rub against your sides before gripping on your waist. "That's it. Just like that." He praised, one of his hands going to the stretch band of your bottoms. With a swift motion, your lower half was now exposed, showing your arousal that made him grunt in pleasure.

"Look at you, so hot and horny for me. You like being manhandled by me, don't you? Such a whore." Zoro's voice grumbled out, biting your shoulder more as he teasingly rub the tip against your entrance.

"I want you to feel me inside of you."

With his words, he slowly pushed himself in. He groaned out, not stopping until he was fully sheathed inside of you. He gave your shoulder kisses to ease the pain as you took in his huge, girthy length inside of you.

"You feel that? I know you can feel me. God, you're so warm and tight." Zoro lowly moaned out, his hand gripped on your waist tighter while the other fondled with your ass. He didn't move, he only stayed there as if he was only inside you to keep his cock warm.

You felt him twitch inside you, making you tighter around his shaft.

"Fuck.! Are you that desperate?"

You hear him groan out against your neck.

"If you want it that bad, i'll fucking give it to you. Be a good whore and stay still, just take all of me in." He gave you what you wanted and craved for. his hips moved a bit, thrusting in and out of you slowly as he kept you in place while you squirm and whimper on him. The state he put you in turned him on more, he couldn't help but growl out with his thrusts slowly becoming faster.

"So warm.." Zoro groans out, his shaft sliding in and out of you as he took your whimpers and moans in.

Just hearing you like this turned him the fuck on. The fire in him grew brighter, his hips thrusting into yours as he felt you squeeze around him so tightly.

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distraction - Sanji

🌀staring. Vinsmoke Sanji x afab!Reader

⚔️ preview. "Good for moss head. I didn't think he had it in him to take care of a girl like you... don't take offense, love, it's just clear you can be a little... pent-up. It's part of your charm, if you ask me." Sanji flashes you a wink. "Roronoa is high-strung too. I've always just been under the impression that if you're looking for sex - good sex, the type that leaves you... unable to think about anything else - well, at least one of you has to be able to let loose a little."

tw/cw. unprotected sex, multiple reader orgasms, pussy lover Sanji, dirty talk, praise, oral (f receiving), fingering, hand job, mutual masturbation, sex in Zoro's bed, talking about Zoro during sex, jealousy, overstimulation, hair pulling, breast worship, big dick Sanji, cum play/filled kink, dick/bulge outline, deep penetration, mutual orgasm, etc… I pet names: (hers) love, sweet thing.

💦 rating. 18+ explicit I SMUT I wc. 4.1k

⚔️ aus. One Piece Live Action, fwb!zoro, friends to lovers Sanji, pwp, etc…

❄️ mlist + an. live action Sanji has such a specific diction/accent, I did my best to replicate it :)

You stand along the rail of the ship, watching your friends row towards the island. The anger bubbling inside of you is only getting worse, and soon, it becomes too much for you to manage. Tearing your gaze from the sea, you storm toward the kitchen, in need of someone to vent to.

Sanji's prepping dinner, and his quick knife skills are made all the more impressive when he lifts his eyes from his work to assess you. He gives you a once-over, finishing the cucumber he's dicing before setting the sharp blade down. "Come on love, take a seat. Tell me what's wrong."

The chef is always able to read you like the back of his hand, and you do as he says, releasing a deep sigh as you plop into the chair in front of him. "I just wish they'd invited me to go to the island with them."

Sanji gives you an amused look, setting his palms flat on the table while he looks at you. "I think you mean, 'I wish Zoro had invited me to go to the island.'"

"You're too perceptive for your own good," you groan. "it's going to get you in trouble one of these days."

"Lucky for me I enjoy trouble," Sanji grins. "What is going on with you and moss head? Are you two... you know, going steady?"

You hate the way he says it, 'going steady,' as if you're both kids falling in love for the first time- part of you aches for that to be the truth of it all.

"Honestly? I don't know what we're doing," you admit. "I don't know what I'm doing."

"Well, start talking, and we can figure it out together, how's that sound, love?" Sanji suggests, picking up his knife to continue chopping vegetables.

"I just..." You take a deep breath, not sure where to start. "I thought Zoro and I were getting closer-"

"How close are we talking, sweet thing?" The chef grins slyly. "A little toss and tumble between the sheets?"

"Sanji!"

"That's a yes."

"Okay, fine, I'll admit it. We've slept together. Twice."

"Good for moss head," Sanji's smirk widens. "I didn't think he had it in him to take care of a girl like you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Don't take offense, love, it's just clear you can be a little... pent up. It's part of your charm, if you ask me." Sanji flashes you a wink. "Roronoa is high-strung too. I've always just been under the impression that if you're looking for sex - good sex, the type that leaves you unable to think about anything else - well, at least one of you has to be able to let loose a little."

You're a little shocked at his words, and you assess the chef. He's chopping vegetables smoothly, as if he didn't just drop a bit of a sexual wisdom bomb on you.

"I can let loose."

"Love, again, don't take this the wrong way but... that has yet to be seen."

"I'll prove it to you."

"Yeah?" Sanji sets his knife down again. "And how are you planning to do that, sweet thing?"

You swallow thickly, a proposition hanging on the tip of your tongue. Instead, you find yourself admitting, "You know... Zoro didn't even kiss me goodbye today."

"Bet he didn't make you cum either."

You shake your head.

"That's a damn shame," Sanji sighs. "A pretty little thing like you... I bet you taste as good as you look. If you were my girl, I'd have you for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert."

"Sanji-"

"You know what I think you need? A distraction. I think you need to explore other options- what's the line, the grass is always greener, or should I say, the moss?" He looks you up and down. "Only if you're interested, of course. We've got the time, your lover boy will be on the island for a couple of hours at least."

Your heart is thundering in your rib cage, and you can feel it all the way down to your core. Your mind might be fixed on Roronoa Zoro, but your pussy is screaming for Vinsmoke Sanji.

"Well... he's not my boyfriend..."

"Man didn't even kiss you goodbye before leaving you here with me, that's just stupid, but I've always suspected moss head to be a few utensils short of a full set, if you know what I mean."

You find yourself laughing, and you realize how much you enjoy listening to Sanji speak.

Zoro is always so quiet in bed, hardly moaning or whispering words of praise- you'd bet your life that Sanji is verbal while making someone come undone for him. And you'd be lying if you said you didn't want to hear him in that headspace.

"Let's do this," you say, shocked at how quiet your voice is.

"What was that, love? I didn't quite hear ya."

"I said... let's do this. You're right... I need a distraction... I need to cum." Your skin heats at your own admission, but you see the effect it has on Sanji. His pupils dilate with interest, and his breath catches.

"Come here," he instructs, placing his knife down and wiping his hands on the towel over his shoulder before tossing that to the table too.

Your feet carry you much too quickly to Sanji, and then you're standing in front of him, looking up into the prettiest blue eyes you've ever seen.

He wets his lips, hands reaching for you. One grabs your hip and the other moves to cup your cheek, thumb stroking over your skin. "Are you sure about this?" he asks. "You have to be sure."

"I'm sure. Fuck Zoro."

Sanji laughs, and his whole face lights up. "Fuck Zoro," he agrees, smashing his mouth to yours a moment later.

Your entire body relaxes, lips parting to allow his tongue further exploration- but at the same time, electric heat surges across your skin. It's much too easy to get lost in Sanji, your hands reaching to grab the front of his shirt, tugging him closer while he deepens the kiss.

You love the feeling of his hand still cupping your cheek, it's like an anchor. His lips taste like smoke, mint, and desperation, as if he's been waiting to do this for much too long.

The hand on your hip slips to the small of your back, and then it dips down further, giving your ass a gentle squeeze that makes you moan loudly into his mouth.

Sanji grins against your lips, taking the opportunity to pull away from you ever so slightly. Your eyes flutter open to look at him questioningly, and he simply smiles. "I like your sounds, sweet thing."

"I'll sound even sweeter with you inside me."

"Oh, I have no doubts about that." His thumb strokes your cheek. "Come on, love, let's get you to bed."

"You're not gonna fuck me here?" you ask, looking around at the kitchen.

"I want my first time with you to be on an actual mattress. We've got more than enough opportunity for me to bend you over one of these counters another day."

"You sound pretty certain we'll be doing this again."

"I'll let my skills speak for themselves, and you can be the judge of that."

He bends down, easily throwing you over his shoulder while you release a squeal of delight.

"I'd ask your bed or mine, but I've already got a place in mind," Sanji explains as he walks you toward the sleeping quarters.

You don't question him on it, but you're also not surprised when he gently tosses you down onto Zoro's bed.

"You're so bad," you laugh, grabbing at the familiar sheets while Sanji towers over you at the foot of the mattress.

"I thought you liked it bad in this bed," he teases. "Although, I'm about to change that."

Sanji sinks to his knees, grabbing at your leg to drag you closer. He reaches for the button and zipper, tugging your pants down in record time. He tosses them aside before his gaze narrows in on your core.

You watch the way his tongue licks at his lips, that familiar smirk returning. "You definitely look good enough to eat, love," he tells you. "Soaking right through your panties-" he hooks his fingers in the fabric, "How about you give these to me for safekeeping, yeah?"

"You want to keep them?" you ask, lifting your hips to aid in the removal of the last article of clothing keeping his mouth from your pussy.

"They'll be my very own One Piece," Sanji grins. "No matter what happens between us, if you gave me these, I think I'd be happy."

You can imagine him keeping them in his pocket as a constant reminder of you. Can imagine him reaching into his pants to touch them- wrapping your panties around his cock and using them to reach his own end-

God, Sanji is a bit of a perv, but you kind of love it.

You love knowing exactly the effect you have on him. Love knowing that he wants you like this.

You never know where you stand with Zoro, but with Sanji, things seem quite clear.

"You can keep them," you whisper, as he tugs the panties off your feet. "I want you to keep them."

"That's a sweet girl," he praises you, warm hands finding your calves to tug you even closer to his awaiting mouth. "Gonna taste you now. Feel free to grab my hair and pull- in fact, I kinda wish you would."

"God, Sanji-" you whimper, feeling his breath on your hot core.

"My name has never sounded prettier than right now, moaned from your lips," Sanji tells you, flashing you a wink as you reach for his hair.

He all but dives into you, pressing himself close to your pussy and licking you for all you're worth. His tongue parts your folds, teasing up to your clit and circling before dipping down, pushing gently into your hole and licking-

Sanji is everywhere, worshiping every part of your pussy while you whimper and moan. Your eyes close, your head lolling back against the mattress, your body consumed by his motions.

You can feel him smirking against you, and it's clear he's enjoying the sounds he's already working out of you. His hands massage your thighs, keeping them spread so he has full access to you with his perfect tongue.

When his lips suction around your clit, your pussy throbs desperately, and you tighten your grip in his hair, crying out his name while you begin to rut against his face.

Sanji groans against you, and you realize he enjoys the way you're trying to use him for your own satisfaction. He doesn't tease, doesn't move his tongue away, he keeps doing exactly what he'd done to earn this reaction from you.

No one has ever sucked on your clit like this, his mouth hot and wet while his tongue flicks at the sensitive bud- You can feel an orgasm rising quickly in the pit of your stomach.

Your skin is tingling with pleasure, muscles tightening with your impending release.

"Sanji-" you whine, "Fuck, please don't stop, I'm so close-"

If anything, he works your clit even harder, and it's all you need to topple over the edge. Your thighs shake around his head, his hands keeping them spread while your orgasm surges through you like wildfire.

Your hips buck toward his face, pussy clenching around nothing as he works you through your high. His tongue laps at your pussy, collecting every drop of your cum that begins to drip out of your pussy from how deep your pleasure contractions are.

Sanji is moaning as he worships you, and each vibration against your clit has your body shaking again, prolonging your orgasm until you feel tears in your eyes and your stomach almost hurts from how hard you've just cum.

He pulls away from your pussy and you let out a whimper, closing your legs and trying to catch your breath.

"You definitely taste as sweet as you look, pretty thing," he praises you. Then you feel his hand cupping your face, his thumb brushing over your cheek. "Sorry for making you cry."

"It's okay," you say, but your voice is shaky. "I've just... I've never cum like that."

"Just wait till you feel what I'm going to give you next, love." Sanji pinches your chin. "If you can take another."

You swallow thickly, opening your eyes to look up at him. "I can take another. I want your cock-" Your pussy throbs at the mere idea of him, and you stifle a groan. "Please-"

"How could I say no to a pretty thing like you?" he asks, bending down to press a quick kiss to your lips before standing up again.

You watch as he begins to undo his button-up, and after a moment of being transfixed by each newly exposed piece of skin, you remove your own shirt.

"Fucking hell," Sanji shrugs off his top, and you nearly drool at his ripped physique, "Roronoa really fumbled this one, didn't he, love? Look at you- you're an absolute stunner."

"You're not so bad yourself," you grin, relaxing back against the bed and spreading your legs for him. "Come on, Sanji, I think we both need a distraction."

"Am I talking about Zoro too much?" he laughs, undoing his pants. "My bad, guess I just can't stop thanking the guy- if he hadn't messed up, I would have never gotten this chance with you."

"Have you been waiting for a chance for a while?"

"Since I first laid eyes on ya," Sanji admits. "But, it was clear you had a thing for moss head, so I kept my distance."

"I'm glad you're not keeping your distance anymore."

"We're about to be closer than ever," he agrees. "Lemme just grab a condom-"

"No condom," you insist. "I'm uh- I've got birth control."

Sanji looks you up and down. "Sorry, it's just- you're telling me, you let Roronoa fuck you raw, and he still didn't bother to kiss you goodbye today?"

"Thanks for rubbing it in," you frown.

"My bad, love," Sanji gets onto the bed between your legs, leaning over you so he can kiss you gently. "I'm just- a little shocked is all."

"You're not only fucking me to get back at him, right?" you ask, wrapping your arms around Sanji's strong shoulders. "I mean... I know you two don't really get along-"

"Don't ever think that," he tells you. "I like you because you're you- this whole Roronoa thing is just an added bonus."

"An added bonus," you sigh. "You make it sound like you're toddlers fighting over a toy."

"Trust me, sweet thing, after this, you're going to be mine. If you're not already. What was it you said? You've never cum like I just made you cum?"

You laugh. "I want another," you grin, teasing your lips over his own.

"In a moment," he responds, slipping his hand down to your core, teasing you with two fingers. "Gotta make sure you're ready for me."

As he pushes his digits into your pussy, you reach for his cock. It's already leaking sticky precum against your abdomen, and you collect it, using it as lube so you can stroke him gently, teasing your thumb over the tip.

"Fuck, sweet thing," Sanji groans, dipping his head so he can look down at where you're both touching each other. "You already feel so good."

Instead of responding, you simply kiss him, using your free hand to grab the back of his head. You don't want him pulling away, you want to feel his tongue while his fingers fuck you harder, pumping easily into your wet core as you stroke his pretty cock.

You love the sounds he's making. When you squeeze him harder, he practically whimpers, hips thrusting forward, cock gliding through your hold.

Your pussy throbs desperately around his fingers as he scissors them inside of you, spreading you open.

"Please, Sanji," you groan, "I need you-"

He pulls his digits from your core, lifting them to his lips to suck clean. You watch in awe at the way he moans from your taste- no one has ever reacted to you like this before, acting as if you're their favorite dessert, and it does something to you-

Sanji is changing everything you thought you knew about sex. Where most men have eaten you out as a duty, Sanji treats it like it's his pleasure, and you know he's being genuine.

He wraps his hand around the base of his cock, and you let go of him to steady your grip on his strong shoulders, heart racing as he lines himself up with your aching hole.

"Please, please, please-" you whimper, leaning up to kiss him feverishly while he sinks the head of his cock into you.

The stretch is amazing- as much as you've enjoyed Zoro, Sanji is definitely girthier. The swordsman might have half an inch on the chef, but nothing feels like being split open on the cock of a man who just made you cum so hard you saw stars and cried about it.

You groan as his tongue swiped by your own, and he swallows up your sounds while your pussy swallows up his cock, inch after delicious inch. When he bottoms out, you throw your head back against the pillows, digging your nails into his shoulders. His lips find your throat and he peppers your skin in wet kisses, allowing you to get used to his size.

"Fuck me," you instruct, core throbbing around him- you need movement like you need Sanji, desperately.

"Only cuz ya asked so nicely, love," he grins.

His first thrust has your toes curling. His mouth picks up on your throat again, and he finds your sweet spot much too easily while he begins fucking you. Sanji's motions are fluid, almost dancer-like, and each smack of his hips against your own has the tip of his cock kissing your cervix-

"Oh my God," you whimper, threading a hand through his soft hair and gently tugging, earning yourself a moan against your neck. "You're so deep-"

"Roronoa never took care of you properly, did he, sweet thing?"

You don't want to talk about Zoro anymore. You want to focus on Sanji. He's not much of a distraction if he keeps bringing up the moss-haired man.

Instead of answering, you simply push on his chest. Sanji is quick to pull away, and you roll on top of him, straddling his hips. You sit up, pressing your palms flat to his chest while he stares up at you.

Zoro's only ever fucked you doggy style and missionary. He doesn't let you top, doesn't let you have control like this. And even if he ever had, you doubt he'd be looking up at you the way Sanji is.

"Tell me how good it feels," you instruct, rolling your hips. At this angle, Sanji's buried completely in your wet cunt, and the slightest of motions feels like heaven.

"Fuck, love," Sanji's hands move up to cup your breasts, rolling your sensitive nipples between his fingers. "You feel perfect. I could watch you ride me for hours and I'd be the happiest man on the ship- Happiest man in the entire ocean."

You throw your head back, riding him gently, getting used to the rhythm and the sensation in your thighs.

"There's no one like you," Sanji continues. "You're taking me so well- It's like this pussy was made for me." He sits up abruptly, pressing one hand to the bed to hold himself up while his breath ghosts over your chest. "You were made for me, weren't you, sweetheart?"

"Maybe you were made for me," you counter, riding him faster.

"Made for each other," he concedes, leaning forward to capture one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue flicking the sensitive nub.

You groan at the feeling, your pussy clenching tight around his cock.

"I'd love to watch you cum like this," he tells you, looking up at you, eyes twinkling with adoration. "If you cum while on top, I might just have to worship you forever."

"Forever?"

"'M never gonna be able to get this out of my head. You're all I'm going to be thinking about, day and night."

"Sanji," you whimper, loving what his words do to you.

"That's it, love, squeezing me so well- I want to watch you cum again. You're so beautiful when you cum."

You grab at his shoulders, using him for leverage as you bounce harder on his cock. Each meeting of your hips has his cock driving as deep as possible.

"Lean back for me, love," Sanji prompts, gentle fingers finding your throat, helping you tilt your body ever so slightly- "Fuck," he grabs your hand, placing your palm over your abdomen. "Feel how fucking deep I am?"

You can definitely feel the slight outline of his cock, made more obvious by the slight contortion of your body.

It's one of the sexiest things you've ever experienced.

"Sanji-" you whisper again, mind completely numb except for his name, repeated like a mantra-

"I know, love, I know. I'm close too- can't believe you're gonna let me fill you up- It's gonna feel so good. You're gonna be right propper full, the way you deserve-"

"Oh my God-" It's getting harder and harder for you to ride him, body teetering on the edge of pleasure-

"C'm here," Sanji instructs, hand cupping the back of your neck to pull you back down with him as he falls onto the bed again, adjusting bellow you. "I can feel you shaking love, let me take over."

You practically collapse against his strong chest, holding yourself over his cock as he begins to drive up into you. One of his hands is on your hip, but the other slips between your bodies, expert fingers finding your clit-

You practically explode on his cock, letting out a squeal as you bury your face in against his throat, pressing gasped kisses to his skin. Your pussy contracts tightly around his thick length, and from the moans leaving Sanji's lips, you can tell he's fallen over the edge too.

You can feel his thick cum coating your inner walls- there's so much of it, you can even feel it on his shaft with each bounce. He fucks you through your highs, making the prettiest sounds, holding you tight to his chest.

You allow yourself to get lost in the sensation of him. Mind going numb. All that matters is you and him.

As Sanji's thrusts begin to slow, he grabs your hips with both hands. One slips to the small of your back, and then to your ass, squeezing as he helps you seat yourself entirely on his cock, your bodies flush together.

He's breathing heavily in your ear as you continue to kiss his throat.

You stay like that while your heart rates begin to slow again. Sanji strokes your skin, and you simply kiss him neck, teasing by his ear and making him shiver.

"Please tell me this won't be the only time," he says finally.

"It won't be the only time."

"What are you going to tell Roronoa?"

You sigh. "The truth. That I don't see him and me going anywhere, and that I have a better connection with you."

"Thank God."

"Were you really that worried?" you ask, pulling away from his neck. You sit up, and Sanji groans a little as his cock shifts inside your pussy. His hands find your hips.

"I guess..." He licks his lips, swallowing thickly. "I guess maybe I'm just used to rejection."

You like that he's being vulnerable with you like this. "You don't have to worry about that with me."

"No?" Sanji grins.

"Never."

"So if I asked for round two, you wouldn't reject me?"

You laugh. "You're horrible."

"Come on, sweet thing, you love it," he winks.

And honestly, he's kind of right.

He's right about a lot of things. He'd definitely been right about you needing to let loose a little, and now that he's shown you how to do that, you can't imagine ever going back.

Zoro may have been the start of your journey, but Sanji is the next chapter, and you can't wait to see what happens next.

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lavieverdezoro · 8 months

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"Please"

Sanji × Reader // female reader, nsfw - overstimulation (f!receiving), blood (Sanji nosebleeding), praising

You never know how you managed to get in such a situation such as Sanji eating you out relentlessly.

Sanji is a man who will automatically do what a woman tells him to. He's a womanizer, he treats each woman he sees as a goddess and expects nothing in return.

You've been noticing how the blonde was paying more attention on you. That thought surprised you but you couldn't help but feel a bit flattered. You've always liked his attention despite him being perverted, you found the special cook attractive on the way he treats you like no other man with such love, passion and care.

Sanji had been paying more attention to you because you give him attention he deeply needed and craved, he has been soaking up every attention you give him.

Whether it be a single glance or a simple greeting-he goes weak to his knees. You make him fidgety and bothered with thoughts. You fill him up with the sweetest of sins that lights up a fire deep within him.

He'd feel really guilty for thinking of such thoughts but he couldn't help himself, he's touch deprived but hates asking for it or anything in general. He does things for people without expecting anything in return. His kindness is what makes him the strongest but also the weakest.

Sanii was down bad and desperate. Despite that he's a hopeless romantic, he doesn't fully understand what love is. What love meant to him is him giving what people want even if it ends up hurting him in the process.

He was soaking up every bit of your attention, he'd do anything for you. He'd topple down empires for you, run around the whole earth for you, slash the moon in half if you asked, and you think you have to plead or even beg him for anything?

Sanji felt like he was in heaven when he got to eat you out relentlessly, he couldn't stop himself. He ate you out so many times to the point where you lost count.

Mmh. y/n~ my love, you taste so divine. I can't help it, let me do another round." He spoke into your clit, his nose bleeding whilst his wet muscle shove itself it and out of your pussy. His eye absorbing and taking in every bit of your sweet expressions you make as he ate you out. The sight of your body twitching and the sound of your moans leaving past your lips shakily made him so fucking good.

It felt like you were his only purpose now. He buried his hips to the mattress with his growing erection, a groan leaving his throat and into your pussy which made a pleasurable shiver run up your spine.

His slim and slender hands gently grip on your thighs, pushing them more wider just so he could feast on you again. He couldn't help himself, he's eating you out like as it he hadn't eaten in days. His tounge would pull out, savoring and licking your wet folds as his hand sneaked up to enter two digits into your needy entrance.

"You're so beautiful, y/n... You truly make me feel like in heaven." At this point, Sanji was slurring out words of praises into your clit, the vibration making you shake and grip on the sheets more. You were helpless under his heavenly care, his tounge just felt so, so good. You couldn't help but squeeze your thighs around his head as you reach your peak-your juices went all over Sanji's face and mouth and he lapped it all up as if it's his only source of food.

"Y/n.." He'd mutter, his pupil now in the shape of a heart as he grinded his erection more against the mattress. It wasn't long until he came and released himself in his pants accidentally while he was grinding on the mattress.

Sanji went to his knees in between your legs as you pant heavily from reaching your high. You hear the sound of his belt unbuckling as his hardened cock sprung free, some cum already leaking from his accidental orgasm. He leaned down, kissing your neck lovingly as he whispered in such a desperate tone.

"please, let me love you more."

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lavieverdezoro · 8 months

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7 Minutes turned to 77 Minutes

Sabo x Reader, nsfw: sex in a closet, tight/small space sex

You and a few couple fellow revolutionaries decided to play a lighthearted game of Spin-the-bottle after a successful mission. It may seem childish but it's a way to relax and have fun after troublesome work.

Besides, it's one of those rare time Dragon actually agreed to let his soldiers rest after such an achievement. He's like a strict father towards all of you (minus towards Luffy).

With lively laughs rumbling from the throats of your crewmates, they all watch with anticipation in the air as the bottle spun and spun until it landed on you.

Fortunately for you, the other end of the bottle landed exactly on Sabo who was one of the few sober ones in the group.

"Ahaa! Sabo-san!" Koala slurred out, grinning happily with a drunken blush spread across her cheeks. Her lazily pointed a finger to a nearby closer as the other crewmates giggles drunkishly and teased the both of you.

"7 minutes! Time will start once you two get in there!" Koala grins before teasing once more. "Don't come out having seven kids pop out!" She added jokingly, making you blush in embarrassment as you nudged her arm. "quit it!" You groaned with a slight blush, rolling you eyes.

Sabo only laughed, seemingly amused and unbothered which added your embarrassment. You'd have to admit, the blonde was attractive. He's a sweet individual with a dark side which you find hot. Recalling from that time in dressrosa, you were truly surprised to see Sabo turn to a different man. It made you all hot and bothered.

Just from the memory of it, you couldn't help but get a little turned on now. You try to shrug it off, trying to calm yourself down before you embarrass yourself infront of the man who you were deeply attracted to.

You couldn't help it. The sound of his soft, silky voice reaching your ears makes you weak to the knees. You had to admit you developed a crush on Sabo.

"Come on, y/n, let's get it over with." Sabo calls out, giving you a kind smile as he offered his hand out towards you. With a slight blush, you nodded and placed your hand in his gloved one. From there, he gently pulled you towards the designated closet the both of your needed to be in for a few minutes.

It was only for a few minutes... Nothing will happen in between that time, right?

That's what you thought as a small part of you itched to be ravished by Sabo in this small space. It was such a small space that you and Sabo had to quite literally squish inside —your position was a bit.. suggestive, to say the least.

You faced the wall with Sabo pressed up behind you.

If one of you moved a single inch, you'd ben rubbing off of eachother. It was tight, plus one of the revolutionaries sneakily went to lock the door which almost made you die.

"Y/N." You suddenly hear Sabo mumur, he was so close to the point where you could hear his whispering. The way he said your name sounded nearly like a whimper, you couldn't believe your ears.

It did turn you on but you didn't wanna admit it. Who knows, perhaps he was just uncomfortable in such a position with you.

Thoughts swirl around in your mind, you wanted to say something but the words were caught in your throat—you couldn't utter a word. You'd be lying if you said you didn't like the situation and position you were in now. It felt like you were cursed and blessed to be in such a position.

You lightly bit your lip, moving a bit to calm yourself down but it ended up you grinding against Sabo's crotch, earning an erotic groan from the revolutionary. "Y-Y/N.." You hear him groan out your name. Sabo himself couldn't move in his spot, his hands were in between the sides of your side to support himself from entirely squishing to you. The space was that small. One of his hands suddenly went down to lightly grip your hip, stopping your movements momentarily.

You felt the rough texture of his glove squeezing your hip.

The feeling of the rough texture against your supple skin made a gasp left your lips. Sabo's hand placed on your hip would soon guide your movements on grinding against him. You could clearly hear his groans and grunts near your ear as his arousal grew, if you could see his face, you'd see him biting on his lip with his eyes closed tightly. His eyebrows were knitted together as a slight blush coated his cheeks.

It almost looked like as it he was holding back an animal inside him that was begging to be unleashed to ravish you wholly.

You felt him shift, he leaned to you, fully squishing against you from behind with his obvious bulge grinding against your ass, nearly humping you.

Sabo's teeth grazed over the skin on your shoulder as the both of you whimper and moan as he dry humped you like an animal in heat. You felt the tension grow thicker and thicker that you could cut it with a knife. "Y/N, i-i." Sabo began, unable to speak for a few moments as he tries to calm himself down from his burning arousal growing within him.

His body felt more feverishly hot, probably his devil fruit reacting with his emotions and feelings.

"I-. i like you.. I know that i hadn't been honest with my feelings for you before and i know this may not be a good time but it's better late then never, right?" He admitted with a dry chuckle, his grinding against you wavering slightly as he managed to speak in full sentences.

"I understand.!" You'd let out. a small gasp following after as you try to compose yourself. "I feel the same way... i just couldn't resist you." You mutter out, giving a shaky smile. Sabo seem to light up at this information. He's such a puppy for you.

"Does that mean ... i have your consent?" He asked almost desperately and eagerly, earning a nod from you. Sabo grins and chuckles, bucking his hips against you. His other arm now went to wrap around your neck, keeping you in place as he continued to thrust and grind his hips against your behind.

"Please, allow me to ravish you, y/n. You and your body." He whispered lovingly, tone getting slightly dark in an animalistic hunger. His hand that was previously squeezing your hip went down to rub your clothed clit. The rough texture of his glove against your clothed clit made it all the more pleasurable.

You choked out moans and gasps, twitching a bit on his grasp as he still had his arm around your neck.

This made you more turned on, almost making you feel like you were about to melt like putty in his hands.

Oh, How Sabo loved this sight. He hummed, satisfied as he continued his passionate and pleasureable torture that left you craving and wanting for more.

"S-Sabo~" You moan out his name, tone filled with desperation and need. He loved hearing those sweet sounds of yours slip out of your lips. It felt so right and so natural. This caused his hunger to urge him more. He suddenly stopped pleasuring you, which left you whining. Sabo chuckled, lifting his hand tn his mouth. His teeth bit down on his glove before slipped it off from his hand, he spat his glove in the tight, dim space before he sneakily slipped his hand in your pants. His fingers came in contact with your soaked folds.

"So wet." Sabo mused softly as he skillfully fingered your clit. You'd hear him lick his lips before he entered two, thick fingers inside your needy entrance. You flinched a bit.

You'd been daydreaming of this for so long, you desperately wanted this. You dreamt of his fingers to fuck you mercilessly and now you're getting what you wanted. He was slow and gentle, it obviously left you craving for more. His fingers stretched you out before he slipped it in and out of you, finding a slow and steady pace. He'd do this all day but his lust was clouding his mind. He wanted to fuck you, take you and ravish you on the spot but he put your pleasure first.

Sabo wanted you to be prepped and ready before he could satisfy his own desires. And so, that's what he did.

As Sabo continues his pleasurable torture on you with two digits slipping in and out of you, you were only left to be helpless. You moaned and squirmed in his grasp, getting closer and closer to your peak Your silky, sticky fluids coated his fingers as it leaked out and reached into the palm of his hand.

Without warning, the knot inside your stomach snapped and you released on his fingers. He grins lightly, pulling his fingers out. It was leaking and coated with your orgasm. He then placed his wet, coated fingers nearby his lips and licked it clean. You can hear him sucking his fingers clean as you helplessly twitch and whimper, still high in your peak.

You mind felt clouded and light, you couldn't do anything but to whimper and pant heavily. Your body felt hot.

"I love you, y/n." Sabo whispers lovingly, the sound of his belt unbuckling reaching your ears. You flinch and moan as his erection hit your back. He was hard.

Without much time, Sabo pulled down your pants, exposing your leaking arousal. It was so heated in the small space of the closet the both of you were in. It was almost as if there was a fire there, warming the both of you up as some sweat beads began to form on your forehead. You feel Sabo's lips prep your neck and shoulder with light kisses, a sign that he's going in now that you're all prepped up for him. With a gentle push, Sabo pushed himself inside you. The sticky yet warm liquid from your orgasm act up as lube, making it easier for him to slip in, sheathing himself inside you wholly.

"nghh, y/n." Sabo groans out softly, his cock deep inside you to his full length. He wasn't moving, he was waiting for you to get used to his size. He couldn't help himself but twitch inside you, earning a tremble from your body in his grasp which made him harden more inside your velvety walls wrapped around his shaft.

After a few minutes, you had gotten used to his length and grew more and more needy. It was clear that you felt him inside you but you needed and wanted more. That's what you craved. With a small buckle of your hips, you signal Sabo to begin thrusting and so he did. His thrusts were slow and steady.

He was gentle with you, his hands travelled down your body, sending shivers down your spine. With each thrust he did, you pressed up further to the wall, giving him more space to thrust more. Sabo took noticed but still kept his pace slow and steady.

Sweat began to form and roll down your bodies as you two became one.

Whimpers and groans left Sabo's throat, mixing along with yours as he penetrated you. He looked down, watching how you take him in. He took note of the delicious and creamy white ring that formed around the start of his shaft. It was a view that will be imprinted in his mind along with other precious moments and memories with you. Sabo was truly like a puppy towards you, putting you first and being gentle with you.

As much as you love that, you wanted more.

"Sabo please. rougher." You pleaded in a whisper moans getting caught in your throat as the pleasure began to take control of you. Sabo only let out a grunt in response.

"anything for you."

His thrust quickened. His movements got rougher to the point where your skin rippled a bit from the impact of his hips thrusting into you from the behind. His usual cheerful, kind round eyes turned sharp and half lidded, clouded and darkened with lust as he watched the view upon him.

Sabo loved this sight and will forever remember it.

The fire lit inside him blew into a bushfire fron a small match lit up. He couldn't control himself, his hips soon thrusting against your behind roughly yet lovingly, enjoying and taking in every delicious sounds you made. The tip of his shaft rubbed against your womb as he tries his best to dig himself deeper in such a small space.

Sabo wanted to find his release and he was damn near close to it. But his priority was you, he focused on your pleasure first.

You were his first priority, his focus solely on your pleasure. His knot was about to snap but he maintained himself. He wanted you to have it first.

With desperate thrusts, he couldn't help but bite down on your shoulder to try and not release himself so early. He felt your wall tighten and that nearly made him snap. A loud, low moan left Sabo's lips.

"y/n, please... cum for me... i'm about to lose it." Sabo begged in a shaky voice, his thrusts unwavering. He was so close to coming undone. His words and moans only cease to heighten your arousal, with a few, deep thrusts. You finally came to your second orgasm.

The feeling of your orgasm coating his cock made Sabo unleash himself inside. Sabo moaned out a bit loudly, thrusting in a few more before unsheathing himself from your trembling body. The both of you rode out your high before he pulled away, you were stuffed with his warm semen.

Sabo groaned and held you tightly in the closet.

"let's stay here." He muttered softly. Turns out, those seven minutes turned to seventy-seven minutes.

#one piece smut #sabo x reader #sabo smut #lavieverdezoro

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lavieverdezoro · 8 months

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This mf is sooo fine 😩

DEAR LORD WHEN I GET TO HEAVEN PLEASE LET ME BRING MY MAN‼️🙏

HES SO UGUGUHUH TAZ IS SO PRETTY

HIS SMILE OML😭💗 HES SO SWEET

His ears r pink and it's cute ( i love him sm hes so pretty) HIS SIDE PROFILE IS SO GOOD THO

#taz skylar #one piece live action #one piece sanji

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lavieverdezoro · 8 months

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" let us give you the support you deserve."

Zoro xTransmasc!Reader × Sanji, fluff to smut : threesome, degrading (Zoro), praising (Sanji), fighting over reader

Sailing through the seas on a small boat was lonesome. It had been a few days and you're hoping to get back to your crew again.

It had been a month and a half after you left the crew for a mission. Of course, they all begged you to stay and even offered you to come with because nakama stays together and fights through everything as a family.

They were stubborn yet supportive-especially your two close friends, Roronoa Zoro and Sanji. You missed them alot and you're hoping to see them again later today.

Some may be wondering where you were on your mission. It wasn't anything dangerous like fighting the marines or whatnot, no, it was something personal about you that changed your identity to one were you're most comfortable with.

You went to Trafalgar Law for your top surgery, it was a success. Although, you had to stay with the doctor and his crew for a whole month and a half to help you with your identity. You voice was a bit different and your breasts were removed in a top surgery-you felt happy and content with yourself ever since then.

You were so glad Law helped you and his crew.

However, doubts and thoughts still swirl around your mind like a whirlpool. Your crew didn't know and you're coming back as yourself now. With a shaky sigh, you try to replace your thoughts with postive scenarios

You know Luffy and the crew well enough to know that they won't judge you, that's the last thing they'd do. They'll welcome you with open arms. You're their nakama. They'll always be there for you and protect you.

You were still a bit skeptical, thinking that Zoro and Sanji will react differently to your new appearance.

You've been inseparable ever since you all got together as a crew two years ago. That and even after that on the present as we speak.

Another sigh left your lips. You hope for the best outcome. The sound of the waves took your attention, you look over as your eyes softened.

You thought about the times Sanji would comfort you by pampering you with his undivided attention and cooking you your favorite dishes. He knew what you like, what you dislike and all of that down to your usual cravings. It was as if he had listed down your food pattern and cravings. It was cute and thoughtful of him.

Your train of thoughts soon skimmed over to memories of the swordsman who you hold dear. Zoro was always the one to tease you whenever you two were together without Sanji around. Although he loves to do it with the curlybrow present just to make him jealous. It was a bit funny. Zoro was the one who would keep a close eye on you even during battles. Even with the scar over his eye which permanently closed his left eye, you'd feel both set of his eyes on you. Perhaps it was just a feeling but it was thoughtful of the swordsman to always be at your aid. He'd protect you from any kind of danger, both major to minor and simple situations such as stumbling and tripping over something.

You loved those moments from the cook and swordsman who would always bicker and banter towards eachother whenever they were in eachother's presence.

You're just scared to think of the possibility of losing them and your friendship with the two.

The fear and anxiety still lingers in your heart, however, you began to think of the torture you had dealt with being in a body you weren't comfortable with. It was exhausting but alas, you made it. You're in a body that you're starting to feel comfortable in being your true self.

All those internal battles with your mind was all worth it, you won over them and now you're a version of yourself that you're truly proud and comfortable of. You were happy.

You're free.

Pride and happiness took over in your emotions, it distracted you from your thoughts and insecurities.

Although you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt and slight regret in you.

Were you too selfish? You hid your true self from everyone ever since.

Stuck in a slight trance of doubts and thoughts, you haven't realized that the Thousand Sunny Go was in the distance.

It was until when the waved gently rocked your boat which brought you back to reality. It was successful to stop another battle with your mind considering that your emotions were tangled at the moment. You cranked your head up in the distance, eyes widening.

You didn't know how to feel-you were happy yet so nervous.

The time was near.

Sooner or later, you'll be face to face with your crew.

With the limited time you have left to yourself, you try to mentally prepare yourself. You're gonna show you to the people who you deeply trust and love.

The boat sailed closer and closer, you were now in a decent distance. You decided to try and sneak up to the ship to perhaps surprise them, however-

"Y/N's here!!" Your captain's voice exclaims ever so loudly. Your eyes widen as you didn't have time to react with Luffy's rubbery arms stretching over the sea and towards your direction. You heard loud voices of surprise and protest as Luffy's arms wrap around your figure and pulling you back to him.

A yelp left your throat as you were roughly pulled against Luffy's chest, the impact successfully causing the both of you to fall back with you ontop of him. A hearty laugh was heard from Luffy as he clinged to you tightly, all while cheering for you return to the crew. The Strawhats all gather around with expressions of excitement, shock, surprise. But they were all cheerful at your return.

Especially Zoro and Sanji. Zoro held a loop-sided grin, crossing his arms over his chest as Sanji happily swooned at your presence. "Y/n-swan! My love!"

Spoke Sanji, eyes turning to hearts.

At their voices and reactions, a smile formed on your face. You were so happy to see them again. You missed them so, so much.

"Eh? Y/n? Is it just me or you look different?" Usopp's question nearly broke your cheery mood. Anxiety took over, you began to sweat a little.

Your palms felt a bit sweaty, your throat dried up as everyone's eyes were on you. They were waiting for your response.

It took you a few minutes but you finally mustered up some words to respond. A shaky smile went up to your lips. You were feeling uncomfortable and overwhelmed.

Zoro and Sanji noticed that. They simultaneously gazed at eachother, nodding. It was a silent message.

''m... I am a bit different from before." You spoke in a small voice. Despite that anxiety and fear filled your heart, you had to tell them. Even if your mind was choking you with the possibilities of the crew abandoning you. Your lips felt like it was sealed shut but it was now or never.

"Everyone," You began, swallowing down all your fears. You felt their gaze on you, patiently waiting for your next words. You shifted away from Luffy's grasp and stood to your full height, facing the Strawhats.

'I'm not the same person you know before... I may have a different body but i'm a man at heart-i was never a woman." You finally revealed the truth. A few pairs of eyes widened at that (mainly Nami, Usopp, Sanji and Chopper).

"My name is Y/N, i'm a man who has a dream and i will do everything in my will power to achieve that dream!" You exclaimed, heart thumping loudly in your body, making your chest hurt. Some tears swelled up your eyes as you continued.

" understand that if vou don't accept me or think that i'm a freak. I'll leave the crew if you all want me to, i'm finally myself a-and i'm happy!" You bit your lower lip, seeing that you stunned the Strawhats. You turned your head away from their gaze, a tear escaping.

Parting your lips, you were about to speak once more but that was until Luffy's stern voice cut you off.

"You're not leaving!" Your captain stated, crossing his arms firmly against his chest. His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at you, his lower lips poking out in a small pout.

Your eyes widened, you snapped your head towards Luffy. "B-But-" You stammered.

You were shocked, stunned and slightly in denial upon hearing Luffy's stern words. He continued to speak in the same tone, some of the Strawhats snickering and chuckling to themselves.

"You're my nakama! No one leaves eachother, we'll stay together until i become the King of the Pirates!" Luffy declared proudly yet sternly, stunning you more. Zoro chuckled and snickered, sending you a smirk.

"Once you're in, you never get out, Y/n." He spoke, a slight tinge of teasing in his tone. Sanji only ever sighed, chuckling softly as he lit up another stick of cigarette, putting it in between his lips before shoving his hands back to his pockets.

"Some of us learned it in the hard way, Y/n-swan." Sanji added to Zoro's words, making Zoro snicker more and elbow Sani in the stomach which he earned a slight playful glare from the cook.

You were still stunned, your mind barely processing this after all the negativity you've thought. Luffy then placed his Strawhat ontop your head, keeping it there firmly.

"You're staying with us, Y/n! I can't become the pirate king without you!"

You felt a pang in your heart. Your heart swells up with so many emotions, tears now streaming down your cheeks as you gawked at them while they only laughed, some Strawhats cheering at Luffy's words.

"Whoever or whatever you are, you're my nakama and you'll always be!"

Jinbei soon laughed cheerfully at the scene, it warmed his heart dearly. "We're happy for you, y/n!"

"AOOWWW, This is such a SUUUUPPEERRR heartwarming moment!" Franky exclaimed, laughing along joyfully as Brook nodded along.

"Brings tears to my eyes! Even if i don't have any eyes, Yohohoho!" He cracked up one of his skull jokes. The ship was filled with laughter and happiness.

They accepted you, they love you.

This caused you to finally break down, you sniffled as tears stream down your eyes. You bit your lip harshly, drawing blood as Luffy declared a feast and a celebration for you.

"Let's have a feast for Y/n!"

"Already on it, captain! Anything for my special y/n-swan's celebration!" Sanji grins cheekily, already rushing off to the kitchen.

You choked out another small sob, still not believing this. Your fears weren't true- it was all lies. A large grin soon reached up to your features, seeing the support from everyone you're receiving. Luffy's strawhat was still placed on your head as the rest of the Strawhats cheered.

They were so happy, They were proud of you.

As everyone talked about the feast after congratulating you, they slowly gathered up in the kitchen. Leaving you with the swordsman. He stayed behind with you for a reason.

Zoro's rough and calloused hand placed itself on your shoulder, giving you a grin. "Y/n.. I missed you, y'know? I could never say this shit with anyone else around." He chuckled, his eye softening as he gave your tearstained cheek a soft caress. It was a simple act but it was intimate.

'I'm proud of you, i'm happy you're comfortable in your own skin." He added, retracting his hand away from you even if he secretly didn't want to.

You smiled a heartfelt smile, looking at Zoro with a soft gaze. "Thank you, Zoro. I'm so glad i didn't lose you." Your words hit Zoro's heart, it gave him a slight flashback of his past of Kuina.

He was silent for a few seconds. Slowly, he pull in his strong hold, his arms wrapping around you tightly yet gently in a way of not hurt you "I'm so glad i didn't lose you." You'd hear him whisper.

You gladly return his hug. Zoro smelled like steel and booze but oddly enough, his scent comforted you, knowing that he's there and he always will be. After a few minutes, Zoro pulls away with a small chuckle.

"Enough with the sappy shit, wanna get booze with me?" He offered, hoping to see the words he wanted to hear from you. You laughed softly and nodded at his request. You're used to Zoro and his antics.

"Of course," You agreed which made Zoro's smile widen.

Zoro pulled you to the kitchen of the ship where the other Strawhats were. They were all celebrating and cheering happily.

The day was filled with happiness and laughter. It was your day. This will be a memory you certainly won't forget. You love the crew, and they love you as much as you love them.

But it was a different case for Zoro and Sanji.

As the eventful day continued, the dawn of night was soon born. Everything was calm on the ship, it now currently night and the Strawhats grew tired from such an eventful day. You were happy, you were in content.

Some of the Strawhats already went to sleep as you prepare for your own. The boys already moved in your stuff in the Boys' cabin which made you feel more accepted by their thoughtful gesture. You stepped in the cabin, seeing the rest already asleep.

A small smile crept your lips as you snuggled yourself in your own bunk bed.

Even if it was night, you couldn't sleep. Perhaps it was because of Luffy's loud snoring filling the room but it was different. You slowly let go, letting some thoughts flood your mind which drowned out the sound of Luffy's snores.

There it was again, the feeling of slight guilt and regret filling your heart. You're accepted by the crew and you genuinely feel happy, so why were these thoughts coming back?

You blanklv stared un at the ceiling a small frown dawning your lips as you took in the negativity once more. You shook your head, cussing at yourself under your breath for ruining your own mood with your carelessness. It wasn't long until you shifted up, hopping off your bed and exiting the room.

Your exit didn't go unnoticed, however.

Zoro woke up before and was resting in his bed before you came in earlier on. He stayed silent when you entered the room and exited a few minutes later.

He felt your mood sour and so, he sat up and planned on following you.

"Fuck-" Zoro suddenly cussed, accidentally bumping his head on the bottom of the wooden bunk bed that he was under.

"What the hell..?' Sanji was on the bed bunk ontop of Zoro, the small bump successfully waking up the cook. Sanji looked down on Zoro, scowling. "Marimo, let me get some damn rest, will ya?"

At that, Zoro scoffed and rolled his eye. He didn't care for Sanji, however, his main priority is you. "Yea yea, quit nagging like a old hag, curly." Zoro spat back, hopping off his own bed as Sanji irked an eyebrow at the swordsman.

"where are you going?"

Zoro only then glared at Sanji.

"None your damn business."

"Oi... If you two are gonna fight, do it outside. Some ot us are trying to sleep.

. Usopp groggily complained

which shut Zoro and Sanji up. They glared at eachother momentarily before scurrying off and exciting the cabin.

While this was happening, You were currently in the kitchen to get yourself a glass of water with those thoughts in your head.

It was haunting you, the thoughts and the feeling of regret and guilt still linger. You unconsciously gulped down on the water, even after that your throat still felt dry. You couldn't help but feel like something was missing in your life. With the thoughts still overwhelming you, it made you curl up in a ball on the kitchen floor.

You tucked your legs to yourself, heart feeling hot as your mind suffocated you with more thoughts.

The feeling of selfishness and guilt still taking a hold of you. It was all so overwhelming that it was making you hard to breath in and out. Your mind began to spin, your eyes slowly went wide.

You were about to have a panic attack.

A whine left your throat, your vision getting blurry.

You wanted to call for help but you couldn't move or say anything-you were stuck. It felt like you were gonna pass out. Your head ached, it hurts.

Closing your eyes tightly, you were just about to pass out until you heard two voice call out in surprise and slight panic.

"Y/n!" Zoro and Sanji calls out as they walk in on you in the midst of your breakdown.

Snapping your eyes open, you look at the two with slight dread and desperation. You couldn't speak, it was getting too hard to breath and think of anything

else.

Sanji furrowed his eyebrows worriedly, pulling you in a hug. His touch was gentle and soft, it was comforting-it was just what you needed. He leaned down and began to whisper sweet nothings near your ear, his hand caressing your back in a loving and comforting manner to show that they were there for you, always. They won't leave, they'll stay.

"Y/n, listen to me. Focus on what i say, okay?' Sanji spoke, still holding you. It took all of you to listen to his words carefully, nodding. Your attention was now fixated on him. "It's gonna be okay, i'm- we are here for you. Don't focus on anything else but me for now, okay?" He cooed softly, still holding you as Zoro watched the scene with a worried yet concerned expression.

Seeing that you were trying your best and that you had your attention on every word he had to say, he held you tighter. "Good, good boy." Sanji mutters softly, smiling slightly as your breathing slowly steadied its pace with the help of his words.

"S-Sanji-" You finally found your voice. You looked up at Sanji, clinging onto him as if he'll disappear. "Take it easy, my love. Find your pace." Sanji reassures softly, still holding you in a comforting embrace.

Zoro spoke up, scooting closer to your curled up form in Sanji's arms. "Calm down, y/n. It's gonn okay, we're still here. We ain't leaving no matter okay?" He whisnered audible enough for you and Zoro spoke up, scooting closer to your curled up form in Sanji's arms. "Calm down, y/n. It's gonna be okay, we're still here. We ain't leaving no matter what, okay?" He whispered, audible enough for you and Sanji to hear as your gasps filled the kitchen, echoing slightly as it bounced off the walls.

Zoro and Sanji listened to you, words of reassurance and comfort putting you to ease.

"I-I'm sorry, i was being too selfish- I've hid myself from you guys for so long, i didn't tell you- I'm so, so sorry." You confess, afraid that they hate you for not telling them something so important. You felt like you betrayed them.

"You're not selfish, y/n." Sanji stated, him and the swordsman sharing a knowing look as he did so.

"The cook's right. You aren't selfish for finding out who you are and taking your time on coming out with it." Zoro nodded as he voiced out the truth. "If anything, you should be damn proud of it. You're never too selfish, y/n. You're a strong man and i'm glad that you're still here."

Sanji soon smiled, still holding you lovingly as he caressed your hair. "we're proud of you for who you are.

You let out a choked gasp. "B-But i'm not a woman.

Don't you think that i'm a freak?" Desperation filled your voice, looking up at the men with tears in your eyes.

"Man or woman, we don't care. We still love you because you're y/n. You're yourself and we're so happy to have you." Sanii smiled. We appreciate you, darling. I... I still love you.

"Took the words out of my mouth, shit cook." Zoro chuckled a bit with a slight smirk. He then turned to you, taking his turn. "Y/n, you could be anyone and anything you want and we'd still love you. Why? we don't know ourselves but we still want to keep you around, that's for sure." At his choice of words, Sanji kicked him a bit with a scoff.

"What the damn mosshead is trying to say is... No matter what or who you are, we'd still love you no matter what the cost is. Because we love you, We fell for you."

You slowly took in their words little by little, processing them. After you took your time, you sniffled softly, your breathing now steady and calm but you were still a bit shaken up. "You... You guys really mean it? You love me?"

"My love, we mean it. Every single word of it."

"We love you, y/n. We're always here for you."

Their words brought tears to your eyes, you let a smile break out and display on your features. Sanji then cupped your cheek with his hand, his touch warm and comforting. You unconsciously leaned towards his touch as he caressed your cheek.

It was a subtle action but it showed his undying love and affection for you. You'd hear him whisper, slowly leaning towards you.

"Sweetheart, let us give the support you deserve." He then paused, his hand moving to cup your chin.

"May i..?"

It took you a moment to process his words. Without much word, you nodded as Sanji didn't waste his time to press his lips against yours. His kiss was soft and gentle, it was loving. It was a small action that showed his love to you. He held you firmly, his eye slowly fluttering shut as he continued to kiss you.

He had been dreaming about this for so, so long. He still longed more of your touch and attention ever since you came from earkier today after for a whole month and a half. Sanji didn't put up with it well ever since your absence of the crew, he kept getting into banters with Zoro more often ever since. Between him and Zoro, it was always a competition for your love and affection and he was so glad he's taking the first step with you.

Oh, But he was aware that Zoro will follow up. He's making it last while he can.

Sanji gently squeezed your hip, causing you to gasp and part your lips, giving him an advantage and he took it. He slipped his tounge and began to explore the spots his tounge could reach and caress. It wasn't long until his tounge danced with yours, his breath getting shaky and hot as it fans over your face softly as the kiss intensifies.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, cook." A deep voice in a slight growl called out. The swordsman glared at the cook before tugging you to his hard chest and away from Sanji's grasp. "You're not the only one who misses him." Zoro stated before pressing his own lips on yours, his tounge darting in and taking what he could. Sanji was annoyed, he frowned and furrowed his eyebrow.

"Don't be too greedy, shit marimo." He huffed as Zoro only ever continued to make out with you infront of Sanji just like he just did seconds ago.

Your lips quivered as both of the men practically fought over you. You didn't things to turn out in this way but you weren't complaining.

You'd had to admit, you feel a bit flattered being fought over. You were lost in a small trance as Zoro began to slip off the top of his robe, exposing his hard body which is eye candy to you. Zoro soon pulls away with a small string of saliva connecting your lips to his. He licked his lips as he smirked cheekily, having caught of your gaze on his body.

"Looks like i got the pretty boy's eye." His words of tease sent shivers down your spine. His rough hands sliding down to your sides in a up and down motion.

It was sensual and it made a few shaky breaths leave your lips.

As you faced Zoro, you were unaware as Sanji leaned over and began to prep kisses on your neck, enlighting a moan from you which made him smirk against your skin.

Blood rushed to your face as you shivered and trembled. Sanji pressed his body against yours from behind, his hips grinding into you with the feeling of his growing erection obvious against your skin. A low moan left Sanji's lips as he continued this action.

"Oh, Y/n... you're so tempting like this." He'd whisper with another low moan as the cook grinded against you in a desperate mannerism.

"curlybrow is that desperate?" Zoro teased, grinning mischievously as his hands moved under your shirt.

You were turning like putty in their hands. Sanj scoffed softly, nibbling on the skin of your neck before licking the bruise that formed on the spot.

"Heh, you're not wrong. Who wouldn't get desperate to see a pretty boy be so shy? Bet he's ready to take both of us." Zoro licked his lips, leaning down to nibble on your ear.

You were now squished in between both men, helpless and now under their mercy. You were slowly turning into a mess and they haven't gotten that far yet.

You were just too irresistible to them.

"Say, curly." Zoro calls out, eyeing Sanji with both of them hands still on you. The cook irked an eyebrow as looked at the swordsman with a slight look of annoyance. "What?"

"What if we call it a truce...? Just this once, for him." Zoro offered, making Sanji think in thought. A sigh left Sanji as he nodded reluctantly. "Mh.. Only for my love. I'd do anything and everything to see him in such ecstasy and pleasure, even if it meant having you around." Sanji spoke, lips latching back to the neck of your skin which made you whimper. You're getting sensitive just from their actions.

"Enough with the competing... for now. Let's make him feel so fucking good." Zoro smirked and chuckled, stripping you out of your shirt which showed your transition scars. He admired them, his hands slowly reaching to trace your scars before teasing your nipples as they harden at his touch.

"You're so damn hot." The swordsman would mutter, claiming your lips once more. Without hesitation, you kissed back with small moans and whimpers leaving your lips and into the kiss, making Zoro growl slightly at the pleasurable vibration.

As the two of you made out, Sanji took the advantage to strip the remaining of your clothes, your pants soon pooling down around your feet on the kitchen floor as he undid them.

You felt his breath hitch at the sight of your nude body. It was so tempting, so hot. Sanji soon began to unbutton his dress shirt, and his belt after he did so. "Oh, my darling y/n." He began, nibbling on your neck more as you made out with the swordsman. You telt a surge ot desperation and desire to be in such a situation, being all nude and needy for both men.

"I can't wait to feel you..." Sanji's words made you tremble. Your kind felt dizzy and light headed. You cut the kiss short, panting heavily as Zoro drank in the sight of you in such a state.

"Look at you," Zoro groaned. "You want us both, don't you? Such a manwhore." Those words made you weak to the knees.

'-I need it... Please." You pleaded lightly, whimpering softly. This reaction gave Zoro a surge of arousal and desire, he smirked as he took in your desperate, pleading words.

"Need what?" Zoro teased.

"You need to speak up for us, mon amour. What do you need? Use that attractive voice of yours.." Sanji's tone was teasing aswell but his was more softer, more tender and sensual.

'-Inside... I need you t-to fuck me, please." You pleaded once more, using your voice as asked.

"Now that's a good boy." Zoro hummed in satisfaction, dropping down his robe and his pants.

He gave you a knowing wink, smirking lightly. You were now in between two nearly naked men, their erections hard and pulsing. You gulped a bit, preparing to what was about to come.

"On all fours, now." Zoro commanded. With a submissive nod along with a shiver of pleasure ran down your spine, you went on your hands and knees.

Sanji licked his lips, moving to get on his knees infront of you. His hand reached down to part your lips open with his thumb. He let out a soft groan at he saw the way you look up at him.

"Y/n. " He muttered softly, letting his pulsing cock free from his boxers. It throbbed with need for attention as the tip gently poked your lips. Without much word, your tounge slip out, running up to Sanji's length to the very tip. His breath hitches as you licked the slit with some pre-cum already leaking.

"Yes, yes, my love.. Just like that." Sanji moaned softly, praising and encouraging you as you took your time before you took him in your mouth. He threw his head back, his lips parting ever so slightly. His hand went to place itself on your head, gently caressing your hair.

"So warm.." Sanji moaned out as you slowly bobbed your head on his hardened cock, it throbbing inside your mouth. He covered his mouth, looking back down at you with some blood dripping down his chin from his nose. "You're doing so good, y/n-swan..- " He praised softly in a small moan, moving his hips slightly.

"Dartbrow is already having his fun, don't mind if i do." Zoro muses, grinning as he took the position from your behind. He got to his knees, freeing his throbbing length from his boxers.

His hands went to your ass, spreading them to take a better look at your tempting and needy entrance. He grinned, teasing you by rubbing his hard tip to your hole, making you flinch slightly and trembled as you move your hips in an attempt to pull him in.

You couldn't move you head to look at the swordsman, you were busy with Sanji using your mouth. You couldn't see as Zoro spat on your entrance. He teasingly rubbed his length on you, groaning lowly as he watched your ass engulfed his thick length. With his saliva acting as a poor excuse of lube, he pushed in, slowly but surely.

"Fuck, now this is the good stuff." He groaned out, moving his grip to your hips to keep you steady as he sheathes himself inside you. Moans left your throat and onto Sanji's dick, the vibrations sent addictive sensations to Sanji as he moaned and gripped on your hair, tugging on it gently.

Both of the men were now inside you. Sanji thrusted his hips lightly, his breathing shaky and hot. He looked down at you with flushed cheeks, nose still dripping with blood as he engraved the view of you taking in his needy cock into your warm, heavenly mouth. He bit his lips, loving the feeling of your lips wrapped around him as you suck him off, your moans giving him pleasurable vibrations.

Zoro took his sweet time with you, he was mesmerized at the sight of you taking in his cock. he felt your tightness around him stretch to his size.

Another groan leaft his throat as he slowly thrusted in and out, finding his slow but rough pace.'

"Such a good whore for taking me all in." Zoro grinned, giving your ass a squeeze.

Doesn't it feel good to be in between two men who want you? It's even more flattering to now realize that they're fighting over you. You were loved by the cook and the swordsman and it showed.

Tears of pleasure gathered in your eyes as Sanji pushed himself deeper, his tip slowly reaching down to your throat. That and Zoro's rough pace was all too much to bear. Your body couldn't take it well but oh it did.

"Fuck, y/n... you're so good, my love." Sanji praised, a string of praises mixed with moans leaving his lips as he guided your head to his cock, successfully deep throating him. "You're so attractive, keep looking at me like that, please." He choked out, his breath going faster as he took in every single if your sweet expressions as you took him in your mouth all while sending pleasurable vibrations to his pulsing cock.

Zoro growled as his thrusts picked up the speed, his tip hitting your g-spot each time to which made you arch your back. Fuck, it was all too good.

The sounds of skin slapping, grunts and moans bounced off the kitchen's walls. Both Zoro and Sanji's thrusts getting sloppy and desperate.

"You're mine, y/n." Zoro groaned out possesively, his grip on your hips tightening as he gave your ass a smack, his eye watching intently as your skin rippled against each impact he did on you. Sanji couldn't even glare at the swordsman properly, his hips still thrusting into your warm mouth.

"He's ours." Sanji corrected with a shaky huff, his eye focusing on you and only you. Zoro couldn't even care less at Sanji's words, he was too focused on his pace.

It wasn't long until the both of them were reaching their peak, seeing how their thrusts were getting so sloppy and desperate. You even felt them twitch inside you.

With Sanji's cock stuffed inside your mouth along with Zoro fucking the hell out of you from behind, it was clear that you were theirs.

"Shit, it's too good." Zoro cussed out, groaning as he threw his head back, his thrusts still steady and rough as it penetrated you.

You were too busy taking all the pleasure in. Saliva slowly leaked out from your lips and it dribbled down yo your chin, adding more arousal for Sanji.

"Y/n! I-I'm-!" Sanji couldn't even finish his words, he gave in a few last, sloppy thrusts as he stuffed your mouth with his warm semen. The liquid forced itself down into your throat as you took it all in.

The swordsman himself wasn't far behind, he gave one last powerful thrust before filling you up to the brim with his seed. A loud groan echoed though the kitchen as it came from the cook and the swordsman's throats. Zoro panted heavily, his voice raspy as he rode out his high.

You yourself didn't even realize that you already reached your peak multiple times, the pleasure was all too much for you but fuck it felt so, so good. Both Zoro and Sanji pulled out of you, causing your body to collapse on the kitchen floor tiles, the cold tiles caressing your skin. You coughed a bit, panting heavily as the both of then admired their work on you.

You were stuffed, filled to the brim with their cum.

Some already leaking from your asshole and your lips. Zoro chuckled slightly, his cock still throbbing.

"What a sight." The swordsman muses lightly. "So... Y/n, will you let us have our way with you again? There's more to come." Zoro added with a mischievous smirk. Sanji groaned softly and quietly, wanting more.

"Let us take care of you."

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