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THE DEMON'S LITTLE PET

— Demon!Donquixote Doflamingo x Nun!Reader (One Piece)

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

: ̗̀➛ Summary: You were a religious nun, but when the demon of the night comes and visits, he wants you to be his little pet.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 3k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: ‼️DUBCON‼️(read with caution), porn with little plot, wet dreams, powerplay, religious kink, church sex, P in V, fingering, cunnilingus, bondage (if you squint), breeding, unprotected sex, petnames (good pet, little pet, little lamb), false god

Mwahgo's Notes: Hello! I'm sorry for being gone for so long. Midterms took most of my time, but now I'm back with a really good fic i've been thinking about in a while. Hope everyone enjoys! 💗

The curtains flows under the cool breeze of the wind as it enters the bedroom. The cold gust of wind made you shiver as you pull up the blanket to your neck, covering yourself completely as you nuzzle back on your pillow. The night fell silent as you continue to sleep peacefully, your body shifted to lay on your back. Breathing slow, eyes closed—softly as your hands landed on your pillow, making you look like a dead body.

The peaceful night was interrupted when a tall figure sat on the window sill, his sunglasses shines menacingly under the moonlight and his grin was evil—malicious even. He hopped off the window sill and approached your sleeping figure. His walk felt powerful as he takes large steps towards you, his hands in his pockets. He looks down at you for a moment—admiring almost, as he chuckled to himself, “Look at you, sleeping like an angel,” He grinned, “.. But don’t worry, I’m here to ruin you, my little pet,” He said.

His large hand landed on your soft breast, making you whimper as he laughed at your reaction. He proceeds to pull the blanket down, exposing your long, night gown for his sinful eyes to see. He licked his lips as he pulled up the hem of your night gown, showing your legs and your cotton panties. He pulled even further, now showing your stomach and breasts. Your breathing slowly become erratic as you felt goosebumps on your body. The man smirked triumphantly, he watches as your nipples hardened under the cold wind before his fingers played with your nipples. You gasped softly as the figure leaned in and licked your neck—sucking on your sweet spot as you let out a soft whimper.

He continued his assault, his lips trailed down from your neck down to your chest. His eyes ate up the sight of your breasts before wrapping his lips around the hardened bud. Your back arched from the pleasure as your eyes fluttered open, “H-Huh?!” You gasped as you saw the man sucking on your breasts.

You suddenly jumped back as the man chuckled darkly, “W-Who are you?!” You cried as you covered your expose chest with your blanket.

He grinned, “Calm down, little pet. I’m Doflamingo,” He introduced.

You shuffled away from him—Doflamingo, a man in a red suit accompanied with a large, feathered, pink coat. His red sunglasses hung on the bridge of his nose, hiding whatever his eyes says.

“W-What are you doing here?” You asked carefully.

He chuckled, his grin, big and bright, “Do not worry, my little angel. I bare no harm, but.. I am here to show you what pleasure feels like,” He taunted.

You looked at him with wary, an unknown man entered in your bedroom and began groping your body alerted you. You are a virgin and would never allow a man just enter your room without knowing him, but it seems like a misunderstanding, “he didn’t mean no harm,” your thoughts said. You lowered your guard, relaxing your shoulder as you gave him permission to explore your body, “O-Okay..” You said, as Doflamingo smirked darkly.

His hands guided your body to lay down on the bed as he removed the blanket off you. With a snap of his fingers, his expensive red suit disappeared, revealing his chiseled abs and his hard cock. Your eyes widened with shock as you glanced on the size of his cock. Doflamingo was clearly two times taller than you, the size of his cock was almost at the size of your thigh made you nervous but he puts an reassuring hand on your cheek, soothing your worries on taking his monstrous cock.

“Good girl,” He purred as he positioned the tip of his cock at your wet entrance. You closed your eyes in anticipation and as he was about to penetrate you, your eyes shot open as you were met with the stoned ceiling.

A sharp gasp erupted from your throat as you quickly sat up from your bed, sweat dripping from your forehead as it runs down to your cheek. Your chest heaved for air as you blinked rapidly—fluttering back to reality. The dream felt real—too real, his touches almost caress on your skin and his voice was close to your ear. It was always the same dream, of the same man. He always visits you dead in the night, touches you in the most disgusting way as you allowed him to do so. You never felt disgusted in your life. As a nun, a servant of God, you have a pure soul and body and a mind of a child of the Lord Savior. Dreaming about an unwanted man, touching your precious parts was frowned upon in the church and you felt ashamed. You didn’t push him away, instead, you fell ill to his sexual advantages.

You knew you had to do something about this, you couldn’t let this pass on its own so mentally, you planned to visit the church’s confession box and atone to your nightmarish dream. You sighed in distress as you got off your bed to fix it, wincing in the process with the wet feeling between your legs.

After adjusting the bed and freshening up, you slipped in your clothes and arrived at the dining hall. The room was filled with small chattering between the nuns, along with the tiny clattering of the utensils hitting the plates. As you grabbed your plate of food, the older nuns scolded you for oversleeping as you gave a sheepish apology. Before you recite the prayer, your blood ran cold when you felt a heavy breathe on your neck, “Little pet,” A deep voice echoed behind your ear as you whipped your head around to see who it was.

Unfortunately, your eyes only met the wall—it was empty, no one was there, but you could’ve sworn to yourself you heard a man’s voice, his tone similar to the one in your dream. Doflamingo, could he come and paid you a visit in the House of God? Did he also come to haunt your peaceful morning?

You gulped nervously as someone called out for you, “(Y/N)? What are you looking at?” One of the nuns asked.

You turned back and all of them were looking at you with concern, “O-Oh uhm… N-Nothing..” You mumbled. They decided not to press on the issue, seeing that you were completely distressed as they continued their conversation about today’s morning mass.

The priest stood proudly on the podium as he delivers his Homily, the church was silent, soaking in the message of the priest. You sat in the front, along with the other nuns as you watched the priest talks about how his life as a servant of the Lord versus when he was younger—something along those lines.

You were paid attention as the Homily closes to an end but your eyes caught something behind the curtains. Glowing, red sunglasses that made your eyes widened in fear. Doflamingo stood behind the curtains, his smile—the same eerie smile you have seen in your dreams as he gave you a tauntful wave before disappearing in the darkness.

Your whole body is shaking in fear and anger, how dare—a devil like him, enter the church with a malicious intent? How dare he disturb you while being in the peace of the Lord? You pursed your lips together, avoiding to let out a scared whimper as you try to get him off your mind and focus back on the mass.

After the mass, people started exiting the church—a few stayed behind to greet the priest and the nuns and praising them for delivering a wonderful mass. You stood at the back, waiting for the priest to talking to them as you look around your environment, scared if Doflamingo might come back. You fidgeted with your fingers as the people left and you were left with servants of the Church.

You approached the priest with caution, “Father, if I-I may have your time for a confession?” You asked.

He looked at you with concern, “Okay, but give me some time to change clothes,” He smiled sympathetically, “How about you wait in the confession box, yeah?” He asked

You sighed, your heart heavy as you gave a nod. He left and you entered the confession box, waiting patiently for him. Each passing minute felt like an eternity as you started fidgeting with the rosary that hung on your skirt, wondering why the priest is taking long.

Finally, the door on the priest’s side opens and he steps in quietly. You hear the seat creaking—probably on how old it was as you kneeled on the kneeler and intertwined your hands together, “In the name of Father and of the Son, and the Holy Spirit,” You recited as you do the sign of the cross.

The priest only fell silent, which made you confused but you know you couldn’t question a man closest to God as you cleared your throat, “Forgive me, Father for I have sinned… My sins are..” You trailed off, “Well, I have been having this dream,” You gulped nervously.

The priest still stayed quiet, even after portraying the sense of anxiety, “… There’s this man that visits me, late at night. He feels very.. devilish, wide grin, red eyes,” You said, “And the way he touches me i-it’s… It does the most vile thing to me..” At this point, you felt like crying, “… His hands touches my.. m-my private parts and… I don’t know why I let him molest me like that. I know that’s not me, I would never b-but… I just don’t know what to do, Father..” You begged.

From the start to the end of the confession, the priest kept his silent nature as you cried on the other side. No reactions, side comments, complete silence which concerns you. Is he disgusted the you let the devil touch you, a child of God, in a sexual matter?

Suddenly, a guttural, mocking laugh came from the priest’s side as your heart dropped, it sounded awfully familiar, “It seems like you enjoyed the way how I touched you, little lamb,” His voice echoed with taunt.

Adrenaline rushed in your veins as you quickly ran out of the confession box, running to where your legs can take you but he was the devil, Doflamingo was able to catch up to you as he pinned your body to the ground, locking your hands above your head as he grinned evilly down at you, “Look at you, pathetic little bunny, running away from its owner,” He snarled.

You struggled in his hold, squirming your hands away from his tight grasp, “Y-You don’t own me, demon! Let me go!” You exclaimed.

He chuckled darkly at your attempt, “Now why would I? I have my pet right where I want her,” He said as he grips my wrist with one hand as the other slides down on your body, cupping your clothed pussy. You sucked in a moan, avoiding to let him know his effect on you. But this angered him as he gripped your face, his eyebrows furrowed in irritation, “Do not run away from me and act all innocent! I know you’re a whore beneath those holy clothing,” He laughed.

Your eyes welled with tears as his hands ripped your clothes open, your breasts spilling out of your broken bra. He grinned before continuing downwards, ripping your panties open, exposing your wet pussy, “See? Look at you, a slut pretending to worship the Lord,” He taunted. With a snap of his fingers, his clothes disappeared—just like how he did in your dreams.

You turned your head away, too helpless to push him off your body as he leaned down your ear, “You wanted this, right? You wanted to be touched like the fucking slut you are..” He whispered, “..Your body is yearning for my touch, so wet and desperate,” His hand cupped your pussy as his lips latched on your neck, “Just admit it, little pet, you wanted to be fucked by me,”

Maybe you do. Maybe, in reality, you are a slut. Just desperate for a man’s touch. Desperate to be fucked like a common whore. Maybe you do crave for sexual intimacy, being a virgin for so long made you ache for something exciting, something pleasurable and Doflamingo was here to willing give you every desire you wanted.

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he grinned triumphantly, “P-Please… please fuck me..” You begged.

He laughed at your agreement to his wishes as he carried your naked body towards the altar, where the statue of Jesus can clearly see your debauchery. You gulped in shame as the eyes of the statue looked down upon your naked body, as if the Lord can frowning down upon you and Doflamingo’s naked bodies.

Doflamingo spread your legs open, soaking up the sight of your wet pussy as he licks his lips. You panted heavily with anticipation as he kneeled down before you before letting his tongue taste your arousal. You threw your head back from the sudden pleasure as his long tongue nudges your clit.

“Mmm, such a tasty little pet. Giving me all of your virgin cunt,” He laughed darkly as he continues to suck on your pussy.

You covered your mouth to suppress your moans but Doflamingo didn’t like that as he immediately stood up and pinned your wrists above your head, “Tsk tsk tsk, naughty little pet. Didn’t I told you to not hide your sweet voice from me?” He snarled, angrily.

You nodded weakly as he pulled away, but your arms stayed in the same position. It felt like strings were pulling you down as Doflamingo chuckled at your confusion. He went back to eating your pussy out as your moans echoed inside the holy Church. His tongue swirls around your clit and his long fingers finds the entrance of your cunt, making you gasp sharply.

“P-Please.. Be gentle,” You begged.

He laughed, “Now why would the devil be gentle?” He smirked before letting his fingers penetrate your pussy.

You moaned loudly at the size of his fingers alone as he sets a quick pace, rubbing your warmth. He grinned evilly down at your writhing form before he leans down and slips your nipple in his mouth, adding more stimulation.

“O-Oh! G-God!” You moaned.

He clicked his tongue, “No, no little pet, your God isn’t going to help a whore like you,” He chuckled, “..You call out to me instead,”

You didn’t want to, you didn’t want to call the name of a demon. The Lord is the only one you call out to and it is a grave sin to see other beings as God. But with the pause of his fingers, it almost made you scream out his name, “Come on, my pet, call me, scream my name..” He teased.

You pursed your lips, your voice caught up with hesitation until his fingertips hits your cervix. As your eyes rolled back, your mouth opens to yell out: “Oh fuck! Doflamingo!”

He laughed, finally hearing his name moaning out your lips as he continues fingering you deeply. His thumb finds your clit—circling around it as his lips went back to sucking your nipples. You continue to call out his name, like a sinful prayer as you felt a coil in stomach.

“O-Oh Doflamingo, I-I feel something..!” You moaned loudly.

Bedore you reached your climax, he pulled away completely, leaving you breathless and desperate for a release. A whine came out your throat as he chuckled, before aligning his cock at your entrance—coated with your arousal, “Be grateful, little pet, for this is the greatest blessing you’ll receive,”

With those words, he slipped in his cock inside as you screamed in pleasure. The girth penetrating all of your warm walls as his tip kisses your cervix. Doflamingo smirked down at the obvious bump on your pelvis as you breathed heavily, trying to adjust to his enormous size, “Look at you, taking my cock like a good pet,” He said.

He didn’t give you anytime to properly adjust as he started a intense pace, thrusting his cock in and out as you screamed in pleasure. His big hands gripped your hips, pinning you in your place as he used you like a personal fleshlight. You threw your head back as you eyes rolled, unintentionally looking up the figure of Jesus as he frowns upon your virgin body getting railed by the devil.

Doflamingo’s hand gripped your face and turned it towards him, “You look at me, little pet. He’s not your god anymore, right?” He groaned.

You nodded frantically, “Y-Yes, you’re my god, fuck! Feels so good!” You moaned.

Skins slapping echoed inside the church, along with your loud moans and Doflamingo’s grunting—your tight pussy hugging around his shaft as you felt a coil in your stomach, the same pleasurable feeling, “O-Oh, Doflamingo! I-I feel something, I think I-I’m gonna pee!”

He chuckled darkly at your reaction, “That’s good, little pet. T-Take my cum and lemme breed you!” He groaned loudly, his pace quickens.

With his last thrust, he grunted as he spills his cum inside your pussy as you squealed loudly. You feel very full after he dumped his cum inside. Both of you panted heavily as Doflamingo pulled out his cock, his cum drips out your pussy. He looked down at your tired figure—sweaty body, bruised skin and his cum flowing out your pussy as he chuckled.

“You’re mine, now, little pet,” He growled.

[mwahgo]

Hello again,

This is a thank you for that lovely Sanji fic. (and a semi continuation with an ass ending cause i dont know how to end this)

(You can edit/post this if you want! I don’t mind. Sorry if my writing is absolutely atrocious)

Not a concubine nor a lover—Just you.

Weeks have passed since their relationship bloomed. You’ve become much more lively and outgoing than before. So much life shined through and it spread to the rest of the crew. All of their big smiles and laughs echoed throughout the ship every day even in the toughest hours.

You still often tics back to old habits. Apologizing for things you didn’t do or crying over a slight tone change. Those reactions were trained into you. What felt like years of constant pain and suffering had been reprogrammed to be paradise. When breaking it, you were punished. It’s hard to get rid of something that was trained into you.

Though ever since Sanji came into the picture, all was good. He always told you that it wasn’t your fault or warning you and communicating that he is upset. Sanji never advanced onto you. He always made sure if it was ok to touch you, always asking permission.

One evening when everyone was asleep there was a delivery which was a plushie. You bought one for a silly indulgences and you adored them a lot. A black cat plush which was larger than your head. You had to make sure to fluff up the little (big) guy before snuggling all night.

The next morning all cheery and happy because Sanji was coming back from shopping to restock the food supplies. When you heard that light footsteps that were traveling towards the kitchen you darted there to greet Sanji. In your excitement you tell him about the new plushie you just got.

“I got a new plushie today! My 3rd black cat plushie to be exact!”

Your face was lit up in excitement and joy as you told Sanji about your silly indulgences. To your surprise, he took interest.

“I would love to see it my love.”

He softly purrrd which made you freeze for a moment. You felt so confused, astonished even—was this normal? Luckily someone else came into the kitchen snapping her out of shock. They were saving her from responding Sanji even at that moment. It was Nami. You looked at her before grabbing Nami and dragging her towards the women’s quarters where Robin was resting and reading a book. Closing the door with a kick causing it to slam. You forcefully sit Nami down to talk. You then looked at them with a confused expression and asked them, “Is this normal or am I going crazy?”

Both Robin and Nami were confused at this question due to not having any prior context. Thus you took a deep breath and began explaining quickly.

After explaining everything in a very frantic manner you asked the question again, “Is this normal or am I just not used to it? I just find it really odd that someone asks for such a thing with such manners—“

Getting cut off by a soft knock at the door all the girls got startled before opening the door to see Sanji there.

“My dear, can I see the Cat plush? I’m curious.”His grin showed genuine interest and warmth. Again something you were perplexed about—why is he showing so much interest? Alas, you went to the bed where the plush was laying down and hugged it. You began to walk towards Sanji to show to him the little (big) cat plush. The plush was big and soft all black except the eyes. You simply then turned the plush towards Sanji so that his eyes met with the Push’s. He chuckled softly and patted its head.

“The biggest hug i’d ever receive..” Sanjis hands traveling down to the soft paws giving them a nice squish. “The eyes are like crescent moons. It’s really cute! You should bring the little (big) guy whenever you want to cuddle. I bet he would enjoy some with you too.”

Sanji then leaned down stopping before his lips met your skin. You nodded and then kissed your forehead “I’ll be cleaning up the kitchen, Goodnight dear. Also goodnight to you ladies as well.” Sanji gave a flirty wink before closing the door and walking back to the kitchen.

“See what I mean? He’s being so polite over my stupid indulgences. I feel like most people would just not ask to see it and if they did give more of a short response like ‘cute’ or whatever. This is different what is this?”You rambled as soon as Sanjis footsteps became faint.

Nami very quickly stated with a more sad smile. “I think you’re just not used to it—he’s just being nice.” You gave a soft smile and then happily said “I love my partner.”

“And I can tell they love you too.” Nami responded and then gave you a hug.

Something began to crack within your mind. As if walls were being broken down. Something began to strain within you. As if you where getting slowly stabbed.

“The difference between actually being loved vs. lusted over like your last partner” Robin mumbled under her breath her face still buried in her book. You head Robin just enough. That simple sentence made you completely nonplussed. Eyes wide and hazed over.

Then a soft creak of the door brought you back to reality to see Chopper. He was all groggy and wrapped up in a blanket. “You guys were being loud… And I also wanted to say that what is happening to you is very wonderful and joyous.” Chopper yawned before leaving.

Nami then flopped back onto the bed and sighed dramatically.“Jeez don’t you just love womanhood?” Nami quips to lighten the tension. She sits back up then grabs your hands, “I’m glad but also sad you realize you were lusted after. It’s so gross that it happens to people.”

You grip Nani’s hands a bit tighter ready to explain yourself further. “I always knew I was lusted over—logically speaking, but I think mentally I felt like it was genuine love still. You guys made me realize that i’m safe now. That it won’t happen anymore.” You were trying your best not to cry at that moment. The walls fully broke, you felt reawakened. So much anxiety was finally lifted and it was rejuvenating.

“I’m happy you’re in a better relationship now.”Robin smiled at you closing her book to head off to bed. Nami then grabs your face with both hands squishing it.

“Don’t let no stinky man treat you like that anymore! Bop that motherfucker!” She yelled a bit louder than she should have in your face. Nami let go before laying down to try and catch some sleep. You were exhausted plus you skipped dinner today. Determined you got up then frantically grabbed the cat plushie and ran to the kitchen. You were crying, tears pouring down your face blurring your vision. Though you got up to fast causing you to collapse from a sudden change in blood pressure while running. You had to thank him—you needed to tell him. You got back up and continued to make her way to the kitchen even as your body was telling you to sit down. You had to thank Sanji. To thank him for truly loving you. You bursted through the kitchen causing Sanji to get startled dropping one of the plates he just cleaned into the skink. Thankfully it didn’t break. Seeing your very unstable frame he quickly wiped his hands in a towel before approaching you to make sure you do not fall. He still doesn’t touch you, grabing the back of your shirt and leading you to a chair to sit down. He kneels in front of you before going to cup your face to see if you would back away. You instead accepted it. He cupped your face gently to get you to look at him.

“Hey dear, is something wrong?”

He tilted your head up and saw you puffy red eyes and the tear stained cheeks. He looked so worried and wiped your tears away with his thumb.

“What happened my love? What’s on your mind?”

His voice was soft and gentle; so pure. Your arms hugged the poor plushie tighter. You look up at him and give him the biggest smile.

“Thank you for loving me, Sanji.”

You then broke down. Sobs of joy filled the kitchen. Smiling happily at your partner that finally made you truly realize that you are loved. Sanji smiled happily as tears began to form in his eyes. Impulsively he hugged you and held you close. As soon as he did realization hit and he tried to pull away but you wrapped your arms around him. Sanji then relaxed and embraced you. Savoring this beautiful moment with you.

“I love you. I’m so happy for you. Thank you for sharing this moment with me.”

Sanji patted your head to soothe you still holding you in a tight embrace. After a few sniffles he pulls away. His eyes red and his cheeks slightly shining under the lights. He held your hands gently.

“My dear please sleep with me tonight. I want to hold you as we drift off to sleep and dream of each other. I want you to have no fear of me sleeping in the same bed as you. Let me gently love you.”

Hello! So sorry i didn't get to reply to this😭 Midterms happened and I have to lock into it. I also want to apologize to everyone since i haven't posted anything but now I got the free time, expect a fic soon!

Also thank you so much for this! This is a wonderful fic! Love it so much! 🥰

[mwahgo]

TOUCH ME

— Trafalgar Law x Fem!Reader (One Piece)

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

: ̗̀➛ Summary: You can't help but stare at Law's hands.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 1.6k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: Fingering, oral sex (fem!receiving), teasing, hand fetish, begging, nipple sucking

Mwahgo's Notes: Can you guys tell I love Law's hands????????

You walked down the hallways of the Polar Tang while carrying a couple of binders in your arms. You were assigned by your captain, Trafalgar Law to deliver him the personal medical files of every crew member to be examined and compiled. As his medical assistant, it is important for Law to monitor his crew’s health, so that they can be in tiptop shape as they sail the seas. You were lucky you were part of his crew, you were just a nurse living in a poor country with no proper medical supplies. The government ignored your shouts of pleas as many people died in your hometown. The Heart pirates found you, crying out loud because you couldn’t help the people dying.

They invited you to their crew and although the idea of being a pirate never crossed your mind, but who is there to stop you? All you wanted is to help people, make them feel better and heal their sickness. Law welcomed you to be his medical assistant and warned you the dangerous life of a pirate but you didn’t care, you just wanted to fulfill your goals.

So here you are, standing in front of Law’s office, binders in hand as you raised a hand to knock but it started opening and Law stood at the other side, “Oh, you’re here. And here I thought you got lost..” He said, “.. Again,”

You chuckled awkwardly, remembering you got lost in the first day in the Polar Tang and you ended up getting locked inside the storage room. Thankfully, Law was able to get you out with using his devil fruit powers.

You entered the office as Law takes his place back on his chair. His weapon, Kikoku, leaned by the wall as you placed the stack of binders on the desk, “Thank you, (Y/N)-ya,” He mumbled as he immediately grabbed the first binder and flips it open.

You took a seat in front of him to start helping him sort through the medical files. Pens writing on paper, the crisp sound of papers flipping, the small thump of the binders being placed aside—the familiar sounds you would hear when you’re working with him. Your eyes trailed over the sentences of words, reading the symptoms before jotting down some notes when your eyes caught a glimpse of Law’s free hand.

Being thruthful to yourself, you were attracted to your captain—his calm demeanor, sharp features and deep voice made you weak in the knees. The way he calmly fights in the battlefield or stressing over battle plans makes it even harder to focus, so staring at his hand, wasn’t an unfamiliar thing you do.

His tan skin accompanied by the dark ink of his tattooes, his long, slender fingers tapped softly on the desk as you can see the callouses on his fingertips from all of his hardship. His fingernails perfectly manicured and you must’ve noticed some small dust of hair on his forearms.

Law felt the sudden, unusual silence as he looked up from his paper and noticed you were staring at something, “(Y/N)-ya?” He called.

You flinched at his voice, “A-Ah! Y-Yes, Captain?!” You exclaimed.

Law furrowed his eyebrows, “You’re spacing out, everything okay?” He asked.

You gulped nervously, knowing that he caught you in the act, “O-Oh.. uh yeah, everything’s fine.. hehe,” You chuckled. Law’s frown deepens as he didn’t press on the issue anymore before continue writing. You sighed quietly as you try to focus back on writing reports.

Eventually, you went back to staring at his hand again—watching how it grabs the stack of papers and arranging them at the stack beside him as you wondered how big his hands are. Law notices the sudden quietness again, but this time, he didn’t called you out. Instead, he followed your line of sight and realized you were staring at his hand.

Law doesn’t think to himself as a “hot guy”, he believes on small minded people labels themselves as such. He thinks he’s average looking, often times, he doesn’t care what people think about him and his physical looks. But seeing you staring at his hand gave him a sense of entertainment.

Experimentally, he moved his hand to the corner of the stack of papers as his fingers played between the flaps. He heard your breath hitched as he smirked to himself. His fingers slipped between the paper corners, fidgeting and folding it.

You bit your lip, watching his fingers played with the paper as you clenched your thighs together, preventing your wet pussy from leaking arousal. His fingers sliding between the papers almost made it seem like he’s playing with a woman’s wet folds.

“Are you enjoying this, (Y/N)-ya?” He spoke making you snap out of your daze.

“H-Huh?” You stammered as Law smirked knowingly. He dropped his pen before getting up from his seat and approaching you. You blushed nervously as he placed his hands on your shoulder, “Did you enjoy seeing me play with those papers?” He whispered.

You opened your mouth to defend yourself, but all the words came out are stuttering as he chuckled darkly, “What’s so special about my hands, (Y/N)-ya?” He asked.

His hands ran down from my shoulders down to my chest—grazing over my breasts as my breath hitched in anticipation, “Is it the way they fondled the papers?” He whispered seductively in my ear, “Or is it the way they caress your skin?” He added as his fingers played with the strap of my tank top.

The rough texture of his palms slithered down my arms, giving me goosebumps as they landed on the hem of my tank top, “Answer me, (Y/N)-ya,” He asked.

You bit your lip, the sexual tension ramping up as the room became too steamy for the two of you, “P-Please, Law,” You mumbled.

He only chuckled before pulling your tank top, rendering you topless as you breasts spills out. Law licked his lips before cupping your breasts as you whimpered. His fingers played with your erected nipples—rolling them between fingertips. You moaned quietly as you felt his teeth nipping your ear, the arousal pooling in your panties.

“Let’s get you on the table, yeah?” He said as you mustered up a nod.

He carried you in his arms as he cleared away the papers before laying you down on the table. He proceeded to strip off your pants along with your panties. He sighed at the sight of your wet pussy—your arousal clung to your inner thighs. You bit your lip when he trailed his fingers on your soaked folds, teasing your clit.

“L-Law, please..” You begged.

A smirk appeared on his lips, “Oh really now? You haven’t told me what’s so special about my hands, (Y/N)-ya,” He taunted.

You whined, just anticipating him to fuck you with his fingers, “Law, please! Fuck me!”

He chuckled, “Oh, you wouldn’t get your way like that, (Y/N)-ya,” He said as his hand gripped your cheeks, “.. Now tell me, what do you like about my hands?” He asked again.

His fingers played with your clit as you grumbled, “I like how.. they’re very slender and long..” You trailed off, “I think about… how are you gonna fuck me with it.. I can’t do it myself, L-Law,” You whimpered, pathetically.

He only chuckled as he slipped his middle finger inside, making your back arch. His fingertips brushed against your g-spot, “O-Oh it feels so good, Law!” You moaned.

He smirked as he started thrusting his finger, in and out of your pussy. Law bit his lip as he watched your arousal dripped on the surface of the table. His lustful eyes trailed up to your breasts, watching your chest go up and down as you panted heavily.

You moaned loudly as you felt his mouth sucked on your left breast. His tongue swirled around your nipple as another digit entered your wet pussy, “Ohhh my god, Law..!” You moaned.

The squelching noise of your pussy along with your sweet moans echoed in the office as Law pulled away from your nipple, “I wanna fucking taste you,” He groaned.

He leaned down to your pussy and wrapped his lips around your sensitive clit as your eyes rolled back in pleasure, “O-Oh shit! Law yes! It feels so good!’ You yelped.

He continued to suck on your clit and fingering your pussy. You threw your head back as your hands grabbed his messy hair, pushing him closer to your pussy. Slowly, you felt a coil bubbling inside your stomach as you screamed, “Oh god, Law! I f-feel like.. I’m cumming!”

“C’mon, give it to me, (Y/N)-ya,” Law quickens the pace of his fingers, fucking your pussy roughly as you squealed loudly, your climax erupting. Law gasped as he sucked on your arousal, your hips stuttering from the sensitivity. After you came, your body slumped down on the desk—panting heavily as Law got up and looked down on his wet fingers.

You looked at him and gasped as you watched him licked and suck your arousal off his fingers. You blushed heavily as he leaned down, “Did I fulfill your fantasy, (Y/N)-ya?” He smirked.

You nodded, still exhausted from the intense climax. Law leaned down and kissed your lips—you tasted yourself from his lips as he grinded his harden cock on your senstive pussy. He was about to unzip his pants but you both jumped at the knocking from the door, “Captain! We need you to check on the maps!” Bepo called from the other side.

Law sighed in defeat, “Another time, yeah?” He said as you nodded.

[mwahgo]

this request is odly specific so i apologize in advance!

I CABT DECIDED IF IT SHOULD BE SOMEONE LIKE SANJI OR DOFFY :((( so you pick :3

Basically a good soft smut! (or not you can eluded to the sex and it would still be peak) The reader was in a toxic relationship beforehand and they kinda flip flop on being overly coquettish and going to hysterical when someone actually goes for them yk? Thus the character basically is like “They have been really off recently ever since they started dating that person… but now it’s just more dreadful. So the character attempts to comfort the reader making them fully just let everything out about how scared they are. Worried that again, the reader would only be good because of their body. eventually reader makes a move (make sure the reader is sobbing at this point) and begs the character for one night to have that feeling of being loved (cause at that point it’s the only thing that they see as love). Character helps the reader feeling terrible but with the constant praise and reassurance that the reader is enough and that they love them the reader soon feels loved as themselves.

the reader and character can get together at the end i dont care!

you can add as many kinks as you like but main ones are praise! also afab reader if you don’t mind

THE FEELING OF LOVE

— Black leg Sanji x Fem!Reader (One Piece)

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

: ̗̀➛ Summary: You always know the feeling of love—being able to please a man with your body. But what if a fine gentleman shows you that you can be loved with more than what you have?

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 2.8k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: Toxic past relationship (not with sanji), overly flirty reader, insecurity, mentions of restrictive eating (if you squint), crying, soft sex, praises, petnames (my dear, my love, good girl), unprotected sex, P in V, confession after sex, body worship, sweet talking

Mwahgo's Notes: I hope i got your request right, I love this because it screams sanji <33

The sound of plates clinking against each other is accompanied with the loud munching of their hungry captain as he gobbles up all of the food, often steals from the others’ plate. Usopp irked as Luffy’s stretchy arm reached for the chicken on his plate as the others enjoyed the, somewhat, peaceful morning. On the other hand, Sanji was busying himself in the kitchen, cooking more food for the crew.

“Sanji! More food!” Luffy whined, childishly.

Sanji gritted his teeth with the annoying whining, “Shut up and wait, damnit!” He scolded.

The food from the pot was transferred to a big plate as he delivered it to the table, which Luffy immediately devoured. The chef just sighed and went back to the kitchen to cook more. The Straw hats continued their breakfast until the door swings open. You entered the dining room, still groggy from the sleep—hair strands flying everywhere and your clothes are a bit wrinkled.

Nami looked over her shoulder and giggled, “Looks like sleeping beauty is up. You slept longer than Zoro,”

The swordsman gave her a look as you rubbed the sleep off your eyes, “I just got into this book I found in the last island and I couldn’t put it down,” You explained.

You took the seat next to Zoro, “Wow, Zoro, look at those biceps. You’re taking more workouts?” You flirted as you graze your fingers on his thick arms, trailing on the prominent vein.

Zoro hummed, “Oh, yeah… Need to get more serious in my training,” He answered.

You giggled as you continue to caress his arms and he continues to not mind. You turned to Luffy and noticed some sauce on his face, “Oh, Captain, there’s some food on your cheek,” You pointed.

Luffy tilted his head in confusion as your hand reached out and wiped the sauce off. You bring your hand to your lips and licked it off as Luffy just laughs, “Shishishi! Thanks, (Y/N)!”

Nami just sighed at the captain’s obliviousness and your flirty attitude. Sanji walks back from the kitchen—new plate of food in hand when he saw your presence and his eyes turned into hearts.

“(Y/N)- CHWAAANNN!” Hs exclaimed as his body twirled towards you. He served a plate of omurice in front of your—drizzled with ketchup shaped like a heart, “A lovely meal for a lovely lady,” He flirted.

You, on the other hand, sweatdropped nervously at Sanji’s adoration towards you. You fell quiet as you meekly accepted his cooking, “U-Uhm.. thanks,” You mumbled.

Everyone noticed the sudden shift of the atmosphere, mostly Sanji noticed how timid you suddenly fell. You were just flirting both with Luffy and Zoro, happily chatting with the others but the moment he comes in the room, your energy depleted and you were quiet—barely giving him eye contact.

Sanji frowned at your reaction, “Is everything okay, (Y/N)-chan? Is my cooking a little off today?” He questioned.

Your eyes widened at his sad tone as you quickly try to cover your coy reaction, “N-No! Nothing’s off about it.. It’s just…” You bit your lip, picking the right words.

Zoro observed your cowering form—his eye glancing over your fidgeting fingers. He glanced back up to Sanji, “Did you do something to her?” He asked with suspicion.

An irked vein popped, “Of course not, you stupid marimo!” He yelled angrily.

Sanji huffed in annoyance as he stomped back to the kitchen. The others just sighed at their usual banter, but they knew this was a different concern. They watched as you eat a little bit of the omurice before sliding it towards to Luffy, which he happily accepted it.

Sanji’s eyes followed you and Zoro as you invited the swordsman to have a training session together. He bit the cigarette between his lips in annoyance, wondering what those that stupid mosshead have that he doesn’t. He was also concerned about you, when he cleaned the dishes this morning, he noticed that your plate was unusually clean. He knew you too well, you would often leave small crumbs on the side or of the meal is too saucy, there would be leftovers.

Confusion was written all over his face, he didn’t understand how you can be as flirty as him towards the others but when he comes in the picture.

He put his chin on his palm—in deep thought as the cigarette burns slowly, “Is (Y/N) giving you a hard time?” Robin walked in.

Sanji flinched at her voice before quickly turning to her, hearts in his eyes, “Hello, my Robin-chwan! What can I help you with?” He swooned.

Robin chuckled at his reaction, “Not much, Sanji but..” She trailed off, “… But you seemed a bit hung up on (Y/N),”

Sanji snapped out of his love-struck expression before leaning back on the railing, in his thoughts, “I-I don’t know what I did. I’m just trying to be nice to her,” He frowned.

Robin fell sympathetic to the chef, “Well I don’t really know all of the details but.. (Y/N) came from a bad relationship,” He revealed.

Sanji’s eyes widened at the information, “Wh-Who hurt her?” He snarled.

The archeologist just shurgged, “How will I know.. but because of that past relationship, it had her very confused. She doesn’t know how to react to affection and it made her very uncomfortable,” She explained.

Sanji felt this fiery rage inside in him. What kind of man would treat, a wonderful woman like you, that badly? You deserve to be loved, cherished and worship the ground you walk on, and Sanji was there to do that. But you refuse, you refuse his overwhelming affection because you were badly hurt—the invisible scars remained.

Sanji’ face fell, “Thank you.. Robin-chan,” He mumbled before leaning back on the railings, sinking in the information. Robin just smiles before leaving, hopefully one day, Sanji is able to make you feel whole.

“I’m gonna confront (Y/N)-chan today!” Sanji announces.

Nami looked at him, confusingly, “What do you mean, Sanji?” She asked

The blonde sighs, “I just can’t take it anymore, Nami-san.. She was hurt and I don’t want to see her sad anymore. I want to be the man to make a change for her, show her that she deserves to be cherished!” He ranted.

Nami’s eyes widened before giggling, “Well, I guess I can’t stop you about that. She’s with Luffy, watching them fish,”

Sanji nodded and walked out with determination in his chest. He immediately spots you with Luffy as he fishes with Usopp and Chopper. Your head leaned on Luffy’s shoulder as you laughed along with their antics.

Sanji takes in a deep breathe and exhales before approaching your little group, “(Y/N)-san?”

You body slightly flinched at Sanji’s familiar voice as you turned to face his determined expression, “Can you come with me for a moment? I just…” He trailed off, picking his words, “.. We need to talk,”

You gulped nervously, this is not the usual, flirty and swooning Sanji, he looks like he’s ready for a fight. Seriousness plastered on his face—eyebrow scrunched, sharp eyes and his lips in a straight line. Your demeanor cowers at his stare until Usopp speaks up, “Hey, hey, what’s going on with you two? You’ve both been weird since this morning,”

You both didn’t answer him until Sanji just clicked his tongue before grabbing your hand—softly—before leading you at the back of the ship. You wanted to pull away from his grip, but you didn’t want to make a scene in front of the crew. As you both reached to the back of the ship, Sanji’s hand pulls away from yours as your heart cracks a little, then your fingers started fidgeting with each other.

You were both quiet for a moment, anticipating the upcoming moment. He pulls out a cigarette stick out from its box, placed it between his lips and lights it up. He inhales the strong nicotine, and exhales the smoke out before speaking: “You know, you don’t deserved to be treated like that, right?”

Your eyes widened slightly with the lack of context in his question, “Wh-What do you mean?”

Sanji gritted his teeth, the end tip of the cigarette crushed between his teeth, “Robin-san told me about your past relationship..” You eyes widened completely, in shock, “.. And I just can’t help but feel angry.. What kind of man treats a woman like shit? I get so pissed whenever beautiful women like you are just used for their sole pleasure.. I hate it,” His shoulders shakes in hatred.

Your breath hitched at his powerful statement, “So please, (Y/N)-chan, who hurt you? How did he hurt you?” He growled

Your breath shakes, cowering under Sanji’s frustrated gaze, “I never liked talking about my past relationship, because it gives me bad memories,” You started as Sanji listens intently, “… But, my ex treated me like I’m nothing but a toy he can show around. He l-liked to degrade me that.. I don’t look sexy or pretty today… He-He only loves me when I’m pretty, when I’m not… I-I feel unworthy, unloved and I need to constantly make myself beautiful for him..”

Your lips trembled, the tears threatening to slip, “… My body is the only thing that can please him, that can make him happy… And if it works, t-then I’ll continue pleasing him with my body.. It’s the only thing that can keep the relationship strong…” You mumbled.

Sanji’s heart fell to his stomach and the frustration grew more powerful. A negative aura swirled around him as he continued to listen to your tragic story. His hands clenched angrily, veins popping in his temple and his jaw clenched, “I don’t know if I’m worth it anymore, I don’t know what loves feels anymore…” The tears now slides down your cheeks.

Sanji’s heart fell, frowning of the sight of a beautiful woman crying over a sorry of a man, “Pl-Please.. Please show me my worth.. I wanna feel loved, Sanji!” You exclaimed as you looked up to him, tears shining with hope.

Suddenly, Sanji leaned down and kissed your lips as you yelped in surprise, but you melt into the kiss—wrapping your arms around his neck as the kiss got intense. Your hands played with his blonde hair as his hands grabbed your waist, pulling you close to him.

You both pulled away, “It would be an honor to show you what love is, my dear,“ He swoons.

The door of your room swung open as you and Sanji stumbled inside—lips together, hands fumbling with your clothes, trying to remove it. Sanji’s foot closed the door shut and locks it as he pulled away from the kiss with a sigh. His hands grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifts it up, revealing your lace bra, almost making his nose bleed but he continue to focus on his goal. You, on the other hand, you helped him remove his full suit—stripping his jacket and unbuttoning his dressed shirt.

As your clothes falls to the ground, Sanji admired your naked body, his eyes scanning every curve and the softness of your skin. With his wandering eyes looking at you, you felt insecure and awkward, “O-Oh! I’m sorry (Y/N)-chan for staring but it’s just that…” He sighed in bliss, “.. You look so beautiful,”

You blushed at his sincere words as Sanji carries you to the bed. He laids you down softly, like a porcelain doll being placed on its display, “So beautiful, my dear,” He leaned down to kiss your lips again as he hands wandered around your skin. His lips pulled away from yours and latched them on your neck as you whimpered when he found your sweet spot, “Gorgeous, so sweet and pretty..” He mumbled against your skin.

You blushed heavily at his praises as he slid down, now he’s facing your breasts. His mouth almost watered at the sight of your perky nipples as his lips wrapped around it, making you moan out, “My good girl, you’re such a good girl, letting me show how what it is like to be loved,” He whispered as he continues to suck on your breasts.

You moaned his name as he finished playing with your chest as he moved to your stomach as you immediately fell insecure, “S-Sanji..” You called softly.

“Don’t worry, my dear. Let me adore you,” He smiled as he littered kisses on your stomach.

“Sanji, please,” You begged as his eyes looked into yours and he got the message. He pulled away from your stomach and spread your legs open as he almost gasped at the sight of your glistening pussy. You gulped, “Please.. be slow with me,” You said.

He smiled and nodded, “Of course, my dear, I’ll take care of you,” He swoons as you blushed.

He wetted his hard cock and he rubbed your pussy—making you whimper as he positioned his cock on your entrance as your breath shakes in anticipation, “It’s okay, (Y/N)-chan, just relax and just feel the sweet pleasure,” He smiled as he slipped his cock in.

You gasped loudly as his hard cock penetrated your tight pussy, “My goodness, love. You’re so tight,” Sanji grunted.

“I-I’m sorry,” You apologized as Sanji shook his head.

“N-No, my dear. Your tight pussy feels so… good,” Sanji groaned, the feeling of your gummy walls wrapped tightly around his cock gave him a sense of euphoria, “Tell me when to move, my love,” He said.

You panted heavily, adjusting to his size before nodding. Sanji smiled before kissing your cheek, “Good job, my love,” He whispered as his hips started moving, making you gasp.

Your head leaned back against the pillows, your lips wide open in a loud moan. Your eyelids fluttered, blurry and confused, and your jaw slackened as the stretch and fullness blossomed within you. Your hands tried to find him, gripping his shoulders and pulling him down into a kiss as his cock hits your g-spot, making your eyes roll back with the pleasure, “Look at you, taking my cock so well. Good girl, such a pretty good girl for me,” He groaned, smiling down at your face.

Your face littered with tears and saliva from the intense kissing, mouth agape as moans spilled out from your lips. Your eyes in a daze as your cheeks blushed from the praises, “S-Sanji.. It feels so good,” You whimpered.

His hands intertwined with yours, holding them together as he fucked you softly on the bed, breathes fanning on each other. His hand finds your cheek as his thumb slowly caress the reddening spot, “So good, baby, you feel so good.. Fuck,” He groaned as his hips stuttered, “O-Oh, my love, I feel like I’m going to cum,”

You gasped as you wrapped your legs around his waist, “Pl-Please, cum inside me, Sanji,” You said as his eyes widened.

“A-Are you sure?” He asked as you only nodded in reply. The tight knot in your stomach releases as you moaned loudly before cumming on his cock. Sanji felt your walls tightening which made him groan loudly as he spills his hot load inside you.

You slumped down on the bed, panting heavily as sweat ran down your forehead. Sanji leaned down to kiss your face—your head, eyelids, your nose and lastly, your sweet lips, “I love you, (Y/N)-chan..” He confessed.

Your eyes widened, “Y-You do?” You asked, anxiety bubbling in your stomach.

Sanji nodded, “Of course, why would I agree with this if I didn’t love you?” He smiled, “You deserve to be treated correctly. (Y/N)-chan and I’m here to show you how it feels to live a life of feeling loved. I will worship the ground you walk upon and everyday, I’ll tell you how special you are, to me,” He declared.

Your heart bloomed with his words as your tears fell down your cheek, “T-Thank you so much..” You said, smiling, “I love you too..”

His thumb wipes away your tears as you both settled in bed. He pulled the blanket up to your chest as you cuddled next to him. Before you fell into slumber, his lips pressed on your head, whispering “good night, my love” before falling back to sleep.

[mwahgo]

Hii! Hope you are doing good! :> can i please request the Reaction of Luffy and 2-3 characters of your choice when their partner just sometimes gives their booty a simple pat, a gently slap or even a tiny squeeze as their own kind of affection for them? They might also be bold enough to do it in front of other since it is just their own way to say they appreciate their partner.

Thank you for your time and i hope this isn't weird

Booty Pat

gn!reader

characters: luffy, zoro, sanji

words count: 0.9k each

a/n: sorry, I've had writer's block these past few days, but I hope they still turned out well T.T

tags: fluff, humor, established relationship, physical affection, playful

masterlist || ao3 || ko-fi

── .✦ Luffy:

When you first got together with Luffy, you weren’t sure how to handle him.

He’s loud. He’s warm. He’s always touching your shoulder, your hand, sometimes flopping across your lap like a big rubbery cat.

You liked it. You really liked it.

But back then, you kept your hands to yourself. Maybe it was nerves. Maybe you were just too shy to be that free. Touching Luffy felt like touching the sun, a little too much all at once.

But Luffy never pulled away. Not once. He grinned when you kissed his cheek. He pulled you into hugs like it was breathing. And after a few months, something in you just… relaxed.

The first time it happens, you don’t even think about it.

You’re walking through the hallway of the Sunny, a towel thrown over your shoulder. Luffy’s standing by the wall, one foot up, talking to Usopp about how he once fought a giant goldfish. Again.

You pass by him, barely listening.

Pat.

Your hand lands right on his butt. Light. Natural. Like you’ve done it a hundred times.

You keep walking.

Three steps later, your brain catches up.

Wait.

You freeze mid-step "Did I just—?"

You turn slowly. Luffy’s head is tilted at you, blinking. Then his mouth spreads into that huge grin he always gives you when you’re being weird.

He starts laughing “Oi, Y/N! Did you just hit my butt?!”

Your face burns “I—I don’t know?? Maybe?”

He’s still laughing “That was funny! Do it again!”

You stare “What?”

“Do it again!” he repeats, turning and sticking his butt out toward you “Come onnnn!”

Usopp’s choking from laughter in the background “WHAT is happening right now?!”

You blink once. Then twice. Then your hand goes out and smack.

Luffy throws his head back “BAHAHA! I love you!”

You grin, finally relaxing “I love you too, idiot.”

A few days later you’re by the railing, watching the sea. Luffy walks past behind you.

Then... Pat.

You freeze. You whip your head around “Luffy.”

He’s already giggling “I did what you did to me!”

You gasp “You little thief.”

“You started it!” he shouts, running away before you can chase him.

Now it’s a Thing.

You pat his butt when you pass by. He pats yours when he’s bored. Sanji drops a plate once when you do it during dinner. Robin covers her mouth politely. Zoro grumbles “I hate this crew” everytime.

Luffy just keeps laughing. Everytime.

And you feel freer. Happier.

You might’ve started as the shy one. But now you’re the Captain’s number one butt-patter. And he’s totally okay with that.

One day you’re lying on the deck, half-asleep, enjoying the sun. Luffy’s voice makes you peek one eye open “Oi, Y/N…”

He stands over you, hands on hips, tilting his head.

“You slapped my butt three times today.”

You squint at him “Only three?”

He gasps “ONLY?!”

You yawn “That’s nothing. I’m pacing myself.”

Luffy bursts out laughing and flops next to you, limbs spread wide like a starfish “You’re so weird.”

“You like it.”

“I do.” He stretches, his shirt riding up a bit “It’s funny. Makes me feel like meat.”

You snort “You are meat.”

๋࣭ ˖ 𐔌 ⸻ ࿐ . ۫

One day Sanji is plating lunch. Zoro is already asleep at the table. Nami’s balancing ledgers while Robin reads quietly. Peaceful. Calm.

Then you walk behind Luffy.

Your hand lifts, and—Pat.

Nice and casual. Right cheek.

Luffy doesn’t even flinch anymore “That one was soft” he says through a mouthful of rice.

“Appreciation pat” you explain.

Chopper looks up from his bowl “What’s that mean?”

“It means they’re in love” Robin answers, smiling gently.

Usopp sighs dramatically “It used to be peaceful around here…”

“Don’t be jealous” you tease, sitting next to Luffy.

Luffy, unbothered, reaches over and places a lettuce leaf on your head.

You blink “What is this?”

“Affection” he says proudly.

“…Lettuce?”

“Yeah!”

“Luffy, no.”

The next day… you’re walking across the deck when you see him. He’s leaning over the side, watching the fish below, all relaxed and dreamy.

Perfect.

You sneak up. Slowly. Carefully.

Then—Pat.

“BAHAHA!” Luffy’s shoulders shake with laughter “You really do it every day, huh?”

“Every hour, actually.”

He turns to face you, eyes twinkling “Is it a rule?”

You nod “Butt appreciation is a serious job.”

He throws his arms around you, pulling you into one of his tight, full-body Luffy hugs “You’re soooo weird” he mumbles into your shoulder “But I like it.”

You grin “Then you better keep that butt safe. It’s a national treasure now.”

He pulls back, suddenly serious. “Do I need to put it in a safe?”

You laugh. “It is the safe.”

Meanwhile, somewhere on the Sunny…

Zoro: “If I see one more slap, I’m jumping off the ship.”

Nami: “You won’t.”

Zoro: “Watch me.”

Usopp: “We’re all just living in Y/N’s world now, huh?”

Brook: “Yohoho! May I pat a booty too—?”

Everyone: “NO.”

Back on deck, Luffy’s grinning like a fool while you sneak another pat on your way past him.

You’re not counting anymore. He is.

You’re at twelve for the day. A new record.

He pumps his fists in the air like he just won a battle.

“TWELVE!!”

You blow him a kiss and call back, “Lucky number thirteen is coming soon!”

He spins around, arms up, ready for it.

“OKAY! I’M WAITING!”

The others groan.

But you just smile.

This is how you love. And Luffy totally gets it.

── .✦ Zoro:

You and Zoro start slow.

Which, considering he nearly sliced your head off the first time you met, is kind of impressive.

He doesn’t talk much. Doesn’t flirt. Doesn’t do big shows of emotion. But when you touch him, even just resting your hand on his arm? He doesn’t move away. He lets you stay close. Sometimes he leans into it.

Eventually, things change. You get together. And Zoro… tries.

He’s not romantic. He doesn’t know what he’s doing. But when you’re alone, he’s soft. Real soft.

You can kiss his jaw and pull at his shirt and he just closes his eyes and lets you. He grunts, sure, and mumbles, “Tch, you’re annoying” but his hand’s already on your back, holding you there.

He’d never say it, but he loves your attention.

Until one day, when you’re walking behind him on the deck one morning. He’s shirtless, of course. Sweaty from training. Muscles flexing.

Your brain turns off. Your hand acts on instinct.

Pat.

Right on the butt. Perfect aim. Not hard. Just… appreciative.

Zoro freezes.

You freeze.

He turns his head. Slowly. Eye twitching.

“What the hell was that?”

You blink “…Compliment.”

He grabs your wrist. Not rough, but firm “Don’t.”

Your brows raise “Why not? I like your butt.”

“I don’t care.”

“You do care...” you say, smirking.

His ears go red.

A few days later you’re in the kitchen grabbing water. Zoro walks past. You’re feeling bold.

You go for it again.

He catches your hand before you make contact.

“Are you serious?” he mutters, gripping your wrist.

You just grin “It’s my love language.”

“My love language is ‘don’t do that where other people can see’.”

You pout “You let me when we’re alone.”

“That’s the point.”

“How?”

“Because no one’s watching!” he snaps, glancing around the room.

Sanji is definitely watching.

And cackling.

Zoro’s eye twitches.

You lean in close, whispering, “I think your crew should know you’re loved.”

He groans “They don’t need to know that through my ass.”

Later that night you’re sitting in the crow’s nest together. Just the two of you. Zoro’s sharpening his swords, quiet as always.

You crawl over and lean against him. He doesn’t say anything, but his arm shifts so you can fit under it.

You smile “Can I touch your butt now?”

He exhales slowly “You’re so annoying.”

“But you like me.”

“Unfortunately.”

Your hand drifts down.

This time, he doesn’t stop you.

You grin into his shoulder “So soft.”

He grumbles something under his breath.

You pretend not to hear him whisper, “Only you get to do that.”

The next morning you walk past him on the main deck.

You raise your hand.

Zoro glares before you even make contact.

“Don’t.”

You laugh “Okay, okay.”

You wait until you’re alone again.

Then—Pat.

๋࣭ ˖ 𐔌 ⸻ ࿐ . ۫

You’ve been good.

Sort of.

You don’t touch Zoro’s butt in front of the crew. Not technically. Not unless you’re quick and sneaky. Or it’s dark. Or no one’s facing your direction. You’ve developed stealth.

But Zoro is a swordsman.

His instincts are terrifying.

So no matter how fast you move... Wrist. Grabbed. Every time.

“Stop trying it,” he grumbles, walking beside you one afternoon “You’re not slick.”

You smile sweetly “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You do.”

You absolutely do.

Later, in the galley the crew’s eating dinner. Luffy’s stacking plates with meat, Sanji’s yelling, and Zoro is sitting next to you, arms crossed, calm.

Too calm.

You glance at his profile.

Sharp jaw. Broad shoulders. That little frown he always wears like it’s stitched to his face.

You bump your knee against his under the table.

And when he's about to stand up he glances at you.

You grin.

Your hand slides behind him and he catches your wrist. Under the table.

Without looking.

You nearly burst out laughing.

He squeezes your hand under the table and mutters, “You’re gonna make me leave.”

You whisper, “I'd like the view anyway.”

He grunts. But he doesn’t let go of your hand.

Not yet.

Meanwhile… Nami is staring.

Robin’s hiding a smile behind her book.

Usopp squints “Are they fighting? Or flirting?”

Sanji: “Honestly, with those two? Who knows.”

Luffy looks over “Zoro’s mad again?”

Zoro looks up “I’m not mad!”

Everyone stares.

Zoro realizes what he just yelled “…Shut up.”

Later that night you’re in the hallway, just outside your room. Zoro’s stretching, half shirtless, towel around his neck.

You pass by.

You don’t even think this time.

Pat.

Zoro whips around “You promised!”

“That was hours ago. New day.”

“It’s still the same day!”

You lean against the wall, grinning “It’s our thing. You’re just in denial.”

“I’m not—!”

You tiptoe up, hands on his chest now “Admit it. You like it. Just not when people see.”

He looks away, ears turning red “…Yeah, well. Not everything has to be a damn show.”

You press a kiss to his cheek “That’s fair.”

Then your hand drops—Pat.

He groans “You are the worst.”

You grin “You love me.”

He doesn’t answer. But he doesn’t stop you either.

The next morning you reach out in the galley.

Zoro doesn’t block you.

You blink “Wait. Are you letting me—?”

SMACK.

Right on your own butt.

You freeze.

Zoro stares at you, completely straight-faced “Balance.”

You gape “You just—?!”

He shrugs and walks away like it never happened.

Sanji drops a plate.

Usopp is screaming.

Luffy’s clapping like a seal.

Robin: “…Interesting.”

You’re left in shock “He fought back.”

You smile.

“Oh, it’s on now.”

── .✦ Sanji:

You’ve always been the affectionate type.

Hugs? Yes. Kisses? Any time. Sitting in Sanji’s lap while he chops carrots? Standard.

So when you pat his butt one day as you pass him in the galley it’s not planned. Not even a big moment.

In facts, he’s leaning over the counter, stirring sauce, saying something about the perfect thickness.

And your hand just acts on its own.

Pat.

A quick, loving little thing. Like closing a cabinet.

And without even thinking, you’re already walking away when you hear a “Mon dieu.”

You turn back.

Sanji’s frozen in place. His cigarette has fallen out of his mouth. His entire body is trembling.

“Did you… was that… on purpose?” he whispers.

You raise an eyebrow “What? Did what? Oh... Wait, the butt thing?”

He grabs the counter. His knees wobble. He’s vibrating.

“You… you touched my—?!”

You nod “Yeah? I mean... I wasn't thinking but I like your butt.”

He spins in place. Hearts in his eyes. Actual pink hearts.

“I am in love.”

“You already were.”

“More.”

A few days later you’re walking into the kitchen. Sanji’s tossing vegetables with dramatic flair, humming a little tune. You pass behind him.

Pat.

Right cheek.

“OHHH!” He spins, almost flinging a carrot across the room “Mon amour! Again?!”

You just wink.

He’s already melting.

Luffy: “Oi, Sanji, I’m hungry.”

Sanji, still swirling with glitter and roses “Shut up, I’m being adored.”

One day during a fight, the Straw Hats are surrounded. Some minor pirate crew, nothing serious. Sanji’s kicking through them like they’re made of paper.

You dodge a sword and slide up behind him.

You’re both breathing hard, back to back.

Then, all your brin could think of? Smack.

Your palm lands right on his butt mid-fight.

He gasps “Darling!!”

He twirls mid-air and kicks three guys at once.

“YOU FUELED ME!!”

Usopp: “Did Y/N just slap his ass as a buff?!”

Zoro: “I hate this ship.”

Back on the Sunny…

“You really don’t mind it?” you ask, arms around his waist in the kitchen.

“Mind?” Sanji repeats, stunned.

He turns to you, taking your face in his hands like you’re made of sugar and light “You could grab me in front of the World Government and I’d kiss you on the spot.”

You grin “Is that a challenge?”

“Oh yes, please.”

๋࣭ ˖ 𐔌 ⸻ ࿐ . ۫

The crew has stopped asking questions.

Any time they hear a pat, a smack, or even a playful squeeze, they just brace for the sound of Sanji’s lovesick shout “MON AMOUR!”

Brook: “Yohoho! He’s swooning again.”

Robin: “How charming.”

Nami: “They’re cute but I swear if I hear one more dramatic gasp—”

Pat.

“AHHHHHH!!”

Nami: “I’m moving ships.”

It’s been some time now since the very first pat.

At first, Sanji gasped like you’d proposed marriage every time you touched his butt. Heart eyes. Roses. Knees shaking. Full twirls. Theatrical monologues about how you must truly love him.

But now he looks like he's… used to it.

You pat him when he’s cooking. When he’s slicing. When he’s carrying groceries back from town. When he’s talking to Nami or Robin or any human being, even when he's bickering with Zoro. You sneak it in with expert timing.

At this point, the crew has even stopped reacting. Mostly.

And now Sanji doesn’t even flinch.

This morning you step into the galley. He’s standing at the sink, sleeves rolled up, dish towel tucked in his waistband.

He’s washing plates, quiet and calm, little bits of steam curling up from the hot water.

And he looks really good like this. Focused. Strong arms, wet hands, hair falling over his brow, shirt clinging to his back.

You cross the room like it’s instinct.

He doesn’t turn around. He hears your footsteps and hums lightly “Good morning, darling.”

Smack.

Your hand lands with a clean, perfect sound.

No gasp. No twirl. No drama.

Sanji just keeps scrubbing the plate.

“Careful,” he says. Calm. Smooth. Voice like caramel “I might start to expect that.”

Your fingers curl slightly. Just a little squeeze. Testing him.

Still nothing. A slow exhale. A slight tilt of his head. The corner of his mouth lifts.

You lean on the counter next to him “You’re not even gonna blush? A small drop of blood from your nose for me??”

He doesn’t look at you “If I blushed or got nosebleeds every time you touched me” he murmurs, “I’d die too soon and can't spend the rest of my life with you.”

Oh.

Now you’re the one blushing.

Five minutes later he finishes drying the dishes.

You’re sitting on the counter, watching him, legs swinging “I miss the twirls.”

He chuckles, setting a clean plate down “I still do them. In my head.”

You squint at him “Liar.”

He turns to face you.

And finally he smirks.

“Maybe I’ve just grown stronger,” he says, moving closer “Adapted to your constant, delicious affection.”

You try to keep your cool, but his hands are already braced on either side of your legs “You’re really okay with it?”

He leans in, breath warm “Darling,” he says, lips brushing your cheek, “the fact that you want to touch me all the time is the most romantic thing in the world.”

Then he pats your butt.

You yelp “HEY!”

He laughs, finally showing some of that old sparkle “Just returning the favor.”

You narrow your eyes “You trying to start something, Chef?”

“Only if you’re gonna finish it.” he whispers.

Outside the galley…

Zoro: “They’re still in there.”

Nami: “Yeah, I heard slapping.”

Brook: “I heard love.”

Luffy: “I heard food. Am I wrong?”

[mwahgo]

Hi!! sorry if english bad, but I want to say I love your work! I would like to request Traflagar Law x Reader, Law is reader's professor (maybe we're med student?) and Law has a crush on reader but knows it might be wrong. But then reader asks how to get extra credit because her grades dropping. So Law makes her earn extra credit by fucking her after class

Feel free to ignore if this make you uncomfortable!

TEACHER'S PET

— Professor!Trafalgar Law x Fem!Reader (One Piece)

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

: ̗̀➛ Summary: His favorite student is falling his class, now she begs him to get extra credits.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 2.3k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: Porn with little plot, student/teacher relationship, reader is of age here, sexual fantasy, P in V, unprotected sex, sex with consent, blowjob, cunnilingus, dirty talk

Mwahgo's Notes: I love this request! Thank you so much!💕

The atmosphere inside the classroom feels lively as the chattering of the students echoed inside. They talked about different stuff, school, grades, hangouts and other stuff but one main topic was passed around the group of students.

“Have you heard? We have a new biology teacher!”

“Really?! Man.. I hope they’re good at teaching,”

“Oh my god, I’ve heard from the other students that he’s really hot!”

“What?! Oh my god, I have to get myself ready for him. Hope he gives me extra grades for being pretty,”

The students giggled amongst themselves, gossiping about the new professor that will be having his first class with them. You, on the other hand, is busy with writing your essay that is due today. You fell asleep for the whole day yesterday that you completely forgot to do your work, so you quickly rush to class and finish it there.

“I’m kinda excited to meet the new professor,” Your friend babbled beside you.

“Don’t talk to me right now, I’m working,” You retorted, focusing on your essay.

Your friend rolled your eyes, “Boo! That’s what happens when you fell asleep and play video games all day,” They teased.

You rolled your eyes with the truth as you continue answering your essay, “You think he’s actually hot?” Your friend asks again.

You shrugged, “I don’t know, but I don’t mind a hot professor,” You mumbled as your friend gasped in shock.

“Yo! Are you saying that you’re willing to date one?” They asked as you gave them a look.

Before you get to answer, the door opened and the chatting toned down as a new professor entered the room. Messy, black hair, side burns and has a goatee as his piercing, tired eyes glanced around the classroom as he placed his stuff on the desk.

“Good morning class, I’m your new professor, Trafalgar Law..” His deep voice echoed in the classroom.

Your eyes travelled down to his arms and notices he has a lot of tattooes, which made you doubtful about his skills. As he continue to spoke, your friend slowly turned to you and just mumbled, “Damn… He is hot,”

You gave her a side eye before the professor noticed both of you, “Excuse me? Care to share that to the class?” He sternly questioned.

Your friend jumped away from you as you try to hide in shame, “N-No, sir..” You apologized.

His eyes glanced at you, up and down before going back to talking to the class. You noticed the longing gaze, which made you confused as your friend nudged you softly. You looked at them and they just gave a knowing look before listening back to the professor.

“Alright before you all go, submit your essays,” Professor Law announced, “After you submit, you can go,” He added.

You sighed heavily as you continue to scribbled on your essay. You were so focused on listening to his discussion that you weren’t able to finish your essay. Student started standing up and giving their papers to the professor as you sweat nervously, already regretting your procrastination last night.

“I-I can wait for you, so that we can submit together,” You friend suggested.

You shook your head, “No.. It’s fine, you can go and give yours,” You forced as smile before going back to writing.

They just sighed in disappointment as they stood up and gave their paper. They packed their bag and left the classroom—leaving you the only student in class. Law watched you carefully as you continue to write down words on your essay before sighing. He stood up and approached your seat as your breath hitched in anxiety.

“Why are still doing yours?” He asked, no sternness nor softness.

You bit your lip, nervously, “I-I… fell asleep yesterday and.. forgot about it,” You gave a half lie.

Law just sighed before taking his seat and the essays, “I’ll stay here beside you, so you can give yours when you’re done,” He said as he started reading through the essays.

You eyes widened at his actions but decided to not speak out about it as you continue to write. But you were naive, Law wasn’t sitting next to you to give company, but simply because he wants to admire you up close.

He knew it was wrong, pursuing a student while being the professor of your class. But he couldn’t help but admire your soft cheeks as they blush, your eyes looking up to him, it gives him the idea on what you look like sucking on his cock. How you elegantly crossing your legs, showing your smooth skin, making him hard. He wants to feel you, to hold you and keep to himself. He wonders how your moans sounds like as he pounds your pussy.

Law knew it was wrong, but damn, he’s willing to take the risk.

The lingering feeling continues on, from Law giving you some subtle touches as he walks around, the small glances during discussion to assisting you in your work—as long as he can be next to you.

He knew he had to stop the feelings. He tried going to nightclubs and going on blind dates to divert his attention, but he knew that once he goes back to teaching, you will be back in his mind.

Every time you look at him with those eager eyes as you placed your cheek on your palm—trying to stay focus on his lesson, it made him nervous. Every time he walks around while discussion, he sees you with your hair up, exposing you neck. It made him want to take you there.

Your little outfits was the worse. Your skirts being too short and your top is getting a little too distracting for him. It made his cock stir in his pants as he tries his best not to stare at your cleavage while discussing.

Currently, Law announced the dismissal as his class started packing their stuff while talking about their after class activities. But he noticed you weren’t packing yours as he watched you wave goodbye to your friend as they left the room. There was an unusual silence as Law waited for you to do something, but you sat on your chair—fidgeting with your fingers.

“Do you need to do some work, miss (Y/N)?” Law asked.

You flinched on your seat before stumbling your words, “Uhm.. N-No, not really..” You trailed off, “.. C-Can I ask something, sir?”

Law crossed his arms, “Go ahead,”

You bit your lip, nervously, “Uhm.. I’m like, wondering how my grades are doing..”

Law raised his eyebrow as he opened his laptop and checked your grades. You fidgeted nervously as he sighed, “I’m sorry, miss (Y/N) but you’ve been failing my class lately,” He frowned.

You looked down in shame, you were aware that you haven’t been doing good in his class but you wanted to ignore the fact. Now, he’s telling it to your face that you are indeed failing.

You sat there in silence, sinking in the information as Law sighed. He stood up from the teacher’s desk and approached your seat. He placed a sincere hand on your desk as he frowned down on you, “What’s going on, miss (Y/N)? Is my teaching been unaffected to you?” He scolded.

You grimaced at his tone, “N-Not at all, sir. It’s just that…” You sighed, “I’ve been having a hard time understanding things and I can’t really focus on your class,” You explained.

“You can always just come to me after class of you’re confused,” Law insisted.

You fidgeted on your seat, “I know, b-but I just feel bad that you might think that you aren’t a good teacher,” Law’s heart almost swelled at your consideration, “But I need extra credits, sir. So that I can pass this subject. If anything, I’ll take it,” You pleaded.

Law’s eyes widened at your cries. This was every inch of his fantasy—watching you desperately plead him to give you extra credits to pass his class. His fist clenched, holding back his sexual urges but it’s just one time, right? He tried to convince himself. He just talk you into it and would also give you those extra credits.

But he knew it was wrong, thinking about fucking his student in his classroom. It was already wrong when he had wet dreams about you as he fucks his cock in his fist at night. It was wrong when he always stay at your side when he’s teaching—stealing small glances at your figure. Pursuing his student was wrong, but Law knew he couldn’t help it.

He sighed heavily, already making up his decision, “You would do.. anything?” He asked.

You nodded, frantically as he went silent before pulling you to a searing kiss. Your yelps were muffled as your eyes widened. processing the event that is happening. You didn’t pull away as you kissed back, your lips clashing together as he pulled you up on your seat while you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Law pulled away, panting, “Are you sure about this?” He asked.

You giggled, “You were the one who started kissing me,” You teased, “But yes, I want you, sir,” You bit your lip.

His cock harden in his pants, “Fuck.. That’s what I wanted to hear,” He mumbled before he carried you to his desk, “I’ll give you those extra points.. after I fuck you,” He smirked.

As he stripped off his clothes, you removed your clothes along with your undergarments as his mouth agape on how wet your pussy now. As he was finally naked, you slid off the desk and on to your knees as you faced his hard cock. His cock twitched at your hot breath fanning on it as he looked down at you. You smirked as your tongue lolled out to lick the tip of his cock as he twitched at the sensation.

You continue to lick around his to before slipping his whole shaft inside your mouth as Law groaned in pleasure. His hand grabbed your hair as he pushed his hips into your mouth, making you gag as the tip of his cock hits your throat.

“Fuck.. Sorry baby, your mouth just f-feels so.. good,” He grunted.

His hips thrusted against your mouth, his pelvic touching your lips as you suck on his thick cock. His groans echoed inside the classroom as his cheeks blushed from the intense pleasure. You looked up to him with small tears in your eyes as his breath hitched as he continue thrusting in your mouth. His pace made you grabbed onto his thighs as you moaned around his cock.

“F-Fuck, your mouth is so good, baby. S-Sucking on my cock like that..” He whimpered as he felt a coil in his stomach, “God-damnit.. I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna c-cum in your mouth..” Law groaned.

His thrusts quickens as you hummed around his cock, making him groan loudly as he shoots his cum down your throat. His hips stuttered as his hand gripped your head, not letting your mouth escape his cock as you swallow down his cum. As you pulled away, Law was panting heavily—sweat dripping down his forehead as he smirked down at you.

He flipped your skirt up, yanked your panties down, and pulled you up so you could bend over his desk. With a loud moan, you felt his lips around your sore clit and sucking on your wet folds, causing you to gasp in shock. Humming over your clit while you whimpered, he held onto your soft thighs and feasted on your warm pussy.

“F-Fuck, sir.. I feel like I’m cumming!” You moaned.

As soon as Law heard that, he pulled away from your pussy, making your whine from the lost of pleasure. Suddenly, you gasped sharply as you felt the tip of his cock entering you, “I’ll give you something to cum around,” He growled in your ear as he set a hard pace.

You screamed in pleasure as the desk rocked beneath you. Law was in paradise, his cock fucking his favorite student’s pussy as your moans muffled by the desk, scared that people might hear the debauchery happening inside the classroom. Skin slapping echoed inside the classroom as Law grunted in your ear, “You feel my cock there? Fucking your.. d-desperate pussy..?”

You only nodded in reply, too deep into the pleasure. With the lack of reply, Law growled as his hand gripped your hair, pulling your head up as he slowed down his thrusts, making you whine, “I asked you a question, girl. Do you feel my cock fucking you?” He emphasized every word with a hard thrust.

“Yes, sir! Please! Fuck me harder!” You moaned loudly.

His lips turned into a smirk as his quick pace came back, making you whimpered, “Fuck, y-your pussy feels so good.. I’ve been wanting to have this,” He groaned

“O-Oh, s-sir… I’m gonna c-cum!” You moaned loudly.

His hips thrusted quickly on your pussy as you felt the coil in your stomach exploded as you came around his cock. Law grunted loudly as he spills his cum inside you. Panting heavily, he laid his sweaty body on top of yours as you laid tiredly on the desk.

Law leaned down on littered tired kisses on your temple as he intertwined your hands together, “Congrats, miss (Y/N), you get your extra credit,” He chuckled deeply, finally achieving his sexual fantasy.

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[mwahgo]

HIII I'm back again (I love your writing)

If you're still taking requests

Please could I have piers nivans (again because I'm obsessed with him) taking reader on a date??

Somewhere like a picnic in the park or a cafe (he deserves all the love in the world okay)

Thank youuu :)

WITH HIS FAVORITE GIRL

—Piers Nivans x Fem!Reader (Resident Evil)

: ̗̀➛ Summary: Piers Nivans wants to take his favorite girl out on a date.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 1.8k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: Fluff, overworking, workaholic!reader, hurt with comfort (not from Piers), exhaustion, picnic date, nostalgia, soft domestic

Mwahgo's Notes: Thank you for requesting again! 🤎

“I’m home..” You called out as you sluggishly slipped off your work shoes and placed them in the small compartment. You sighed heavily from the lack of response from your boyfriend as you dragged your tired body to the living room before plopping down on the plush couch. Work has been beating you physically and mentally—your coworkers are being an ass again, dumping their unfinished files on your desk, saying that they couldn’t finish it because they have some emergency to handle (but you knew it was a lie). Your boss kept nagging you about deadlines and you repeatedly told him that it’s in progress but he decided to accuse you of lying. It was draining you at this point and all you wanted to do was get a good night rest in the arms of your boyfriend, Piers.

But it seems like he’s not in the house today—maybe he’s resting like you. Piers just came home from the military and although he misses you, he wanted to have a proper rest as well. You considered letting him rest for a while as you laid back on the couch with your work clothes on before falling asleep.

As you sleep on the couch, Piers entered the house—grocery in hands as he dragged them back inside the house. The house was quiet, which he thought you weren’t home yet as he unpacks the grocery in the kitchen, putting everything in place before he puts the plastic bags away. After he was done, he went to the living room to relax and that is where he discovered you—slumped back on the couch, sleeping. Piers sighed in concern, he knew you were having a hard time at work while he was still in the military, which made him frustrated that he couldn’t do anything to help.

Piers approached your sleeping form as he softly tapped on your shoulder, “Hey, babe. I know you’re tired but you should move to the bed,” He whispered.

You grumbled tiredly, which made him chuckle knowing that he can’t do anything about your exhaustion. Piers grabbed your arms and hooked his arms under your legs, carrying you bridal style to the bedroom. As you both stepped inside, he laid you down on the bed before speaking: “Do you want me to change you into more comfier clothes?”

You barely nodded as Piers gets up and walked to the closet to grab a fresh pair of shorts and a shirt. Going back to you, he stripped off your work clothes—leaving you in your undergarments before proceeding to slip on the comfortable clothes on you. He turned the lights off before climbing in to the bed with you, cuddling you close to his chest. His warmth comforted your disturbed mind as you sighed in relief, melting in his embrace as you both slept for tonight.

The sunlight peered through the small gaps of the curtains as you softly grumbled, waking up from your slumber. As you sat up from the bed, you noticed that you had a change of clothes, making you confused. You remember last night you were still in your work clothes and sleeping on the couch but now, you woke up fresh and comfy. The space beside you was empty, Piers must’ve gotten up early to make breakfast as you smelled the delicious food downstairs. As you sat up, you stretched your sore arms before you get up and walked downstairs.

As you arrived at the kitchen, you heard Piers speaking with someone on the phone, “She’ll take as much needed rest as she needs,” He said, “… Yes, thank you for your consideration,” He added before hanging up.

“Who were you talking to?” You asked as you stepped in the kitchen.

Piers’ eyes lit up as he saw you out of bed, “Hi, baby,” He greeted you with a kiss on your lips, “And don’t worry about that, I just talked to your boss about giving you a week off,” He answered nonchalantly before going back to cooking breakfast.

Your heart dropped, “Y-You… Talked to my boss?” You mumbled in shock, “… Why would you do that?!”

“Baby, just relax—“ You cut him off, “I can’t just ‘relax’, Piers. I have some unfinished work at the office today a-and I can’t just randomly take a week off!” You exclaimed, scrambling around.

Piers grabbed your shoulders to calm yourself down, “Baby, listen to me…” He looks into your eyes, “.. You’ve been doing great in work, even if you’re covering for everyone’s asses or taking a verbal beating from your boss. You’re an amazing woman. But sometimes, you need to rest. You’ve been tired from the past few days and I feel bad that I can’t do anything about it,” He frowned.

“So today, me and you are taking the week off together and later, I’ll take you out on a date,” He smiled before kissing her on the forehead.

You couldn’t believe it, your loving boyfriend decided to stand up on your behalf and got you a day off from your overbearing boss. You couldn’t help but cry on his chest, mumbling “thank you’s”—feeling grateful for the effort to let you have some rest for a full week, “It’s okay, baby. I’m just concerned you’re pushing yourself too hard,” He commented.

Piers served the breakfast—some pancakes and strips of bacon on the side. You both ate in either peace or talk about your day, Piers letting you rant most of the time about your frustrations at work. After eating, he placed the dirty dishes in the sink, “You go up there and make yourself pretty for our date,” He winked playfully as you giggled in reply before going upstairs to freshen up for your date.

You were wearing a flowing sundress and adjusting your hair in front of the mirror when Piers entered the bedroom. Your lipstick application was just complete. Piers stared at you like you were an angel, his eyes never leaving your body. Your makeup enhances your already gorgeous hairstyle, and your dress fits you well. He couldn't believe he was dating a girl as gorgeous as you. He approached you from behind and wrapped his arms around your bod, making you let out a surprised squeak.

“You look so pretty, baby,” He mumbled against your neck, inhaling your sweet scent.

You chuckled, “You don’t look too bad yourself,” You answered, turning your head to press a kiss on his cheek.

Piers pulled away before turning you around and pressing a kiss on your lips. You giggled on his lips as you both continued kissing each other before pulling away, smiling, “I’m glad you agree to this date,” Piers commented.

“I should be the one that’s glad..” You grinned, “… You get to pull me out of my workaholic misery,” He laughed before pressing another kiss on your lips.

You grabbed your purse before you both leave the house. As you entered the car, Piers handed you a piece of cloth and you looked at him, confusingly, “It’s a blindfold, babe. Our date is.. sort of a surprise,” He explained.

You looked at him with your eyebrow raised as you grabbed the blindfold and placed it on your eyes, making you unable to see, “You better not take me to some rundown, 1 star restaurant, Piers,” You warned as he just chuckled before he starts the car, the engine grumbling for life as he drove off to the destination.

You both arrived at your date spot as Piers got out from the driver’s seat and walked to your side. He opened the door and grabbed your hand as he leads you to a small, secluded spot. As you arrived there, he stood behind you and grabbed the knots of the blindfold, “Alright, babe. Ready to see the view?” You nodded in reply.

He unties the blindfold and unwraps it off your eyes. You blinked slowly—adjusting your eyesight before gasping. The place was the park that was a walking distance from the university you and Piers met. Memories flooded about the park—where you and Piers had some study sessions, where this is the place when he found you crying under a tree because your ex broke up with you to run off with another girl, this is where he comforted you—be your shoulder to cry on and finally, this is also the spot where he confessed his feelings and you gave him his first kiss. It’s been years since you and Piers graduated and the park still looks the same—the grass was as green as before and some wildflowers started growing. The squirrel who was a loner now has a family and you see the same birds in the past.

As you were busy admiring the bostalgic view, Piers started setting up the picnic blanket and the basket full of food, “I knew you would like this place because you said ‘this is my sanctuary’” He air-quoted, making you giggle.

“It is… I just love the peaceful view here, it’s away from the campus so I won’t have to hear the chaos of school,” You sighed in bliss as he just laughed at your words. After he finished setting everything up, you sat down along with him and gasped in awe with the variety of food. You grabbed a small slice of sandwich as Piers poured two glasses of wine, “You plan on getting me drunk today?” You looked at him with suspicion.

He laughed as he took a sip, “I mean if it helps you relax…” He shrugged, “Why not?” You giggled as you took a sip of your wine.

You both sat in silence, enjoying the glass of wine while munching on some sandwiches, as you admire the slow setting of the sun, giving the golden glow, “You know.. I’m really proud of you,” Piers said

You turned to look at him, “What do you mean?” You asked

“… Well, you handled so many bullshit at work, yet you’re still here doing your best,” He held your hand, “You’re such a strong woman. You face things that would make most people break and somehow, you still find the energy to care about everyone else. You’ve held yourself together when life gave you every reason not to,” He smiled.

Your heart swelled as tears brimmed in your eyes. You wrapped your arms around him—softly crying on his shoulder as he pulled you to his lap, rubbing your back as you cried, “Thank you… so much for being with me. For making me special a-and.. for supporting me,” You said.

Piers pulled away and wiped the tears off your cheeks before pressing a kiss on your lips, “And I’ll always do that for you, baby,” He said before hugging you again, “… Always,”

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OMG HII I REALLY LOVE YOUR WORKS AND SAW YOUR REQS OPEN ❤️❤️

Can I request Kid x Reader, Reader is part of his crew and is dating Kid. But during the events of Sabaody reader gets a little too close to Law making Kid jealous. So he drags reader to the ship and ties her up as punishment

Feel free to ignore if you're not comfortable with it, sorry if I have bad english! Have a good day!

ONLY ME

— Eutass Kid x Fem!Reader (One Piece)

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

: ̗̀➛ Summary: Kid is dating you, but when a certain surgeon comes around, he gets incredibly jealous.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 2.6k words

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: Soft Kid, teasing, porn with plot, jealousy, possessive Kid, somewhat inaccurate events in Sabaody, misuse of devil fruit, fingering, ripping clothes, nipple biting, degradation, names such as brat and slut, P in V, unprotected sex.

Mwahgo's Notes: TSYM FOR THE REQ!!💗 i hope i did kid justice, I don’t know him as a character that much other than 🙇‍♀️ Also, requests are still open (1 more slot left!)

The Victoria Punk boarded the island of Sabaody Archipelago in search of a professional ship coater to help them cross the Red Line and enter the New World. You observed from the rails as the crew shouted orders to each other as they anchored the ship and pulled down the gangway. Heavy footsteps approached you from behind as you turned to see your boyfriend, Eutass Kid, who smiled smugly as he admired the view of Sabaody.

“What are you smirking about?” You asked.

He chuckled, “I’m just proud that we’re getting close to our goals,” He said.

Your eyes widened at his confidence, watching the shine glimmer in his eyes as you chuckled, “You’re really excited to get to the New World, huh?”

He nodded as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, “That’s right and I’m glad that you’re here to support me,” He grinned down at you.

You smiled, happily as you heard a shout from below, “Kid! Everything’s all settled!” Killer’s voice echoed.

Kid pulled away from the embrace as you both went down the gangway and your boots landed on Sabaody’s soil. You eyes widened in wonder as you stepped around the grassy floor, feeling a slight mushy texture as bubbles erupted from the grass.

“Sabaody is so weird yet amazing..” You muttered, admiring the bright and the bubbly atmosphere of the archipelago.

The Kid pirates walked around the grooves, the gigantic trees gives off an enchanting ambience while the bubbles float to the top. You watched the locals of Sabaody do their daily routine as your gasped in surprise with their transportation—a man rides a bike but the bike doesn’t use wheels, but a big bubble as he pedaled around with his grocery. A woman holding hands with her child as they held a bubble attached on a string—kinda like a balloon but it can carry items. You kept a lingering stare at the small family as you felt a large hand placed on your lower back, snapping out of your curious daze.

You look up to see Kid, a stern look on his face, “Keep walking, I don’t wanna lose you,” He said. You chuckled at his protectiveness as you continue walking until you reached the main city of Sabaody. Shops selling various stuff like outfits, household items and restaurants opened their doors for their customers to enjoy their meal. Some small food stalls opened up their businesses and started selling their products, but one stall caught your eye as you turned to Kid.

“Hey, I’m just gonna go there and buy some takoyaki. Want some?” You asked.

The red haired rolled his eyes, “Do whatever you want,” He grumbled, “Just meet us at the bar,” He ordered.

You pouted at the passive-aggressive tone as you walked off to buy some takoyaki. Kid and some of the other members entered a bar, the customers inside flinched at the sudden intrusion. The bartender shakes in his spot behind the counter as Kid grinned menacingly before finding a large table and plopped on the chair. He waved his hand to the waiter as they approached with caution—scared to angering the pirate, “We’ll just get a few pints, yeah?” He ordered as the waiter walked away quickly.

You, on the other hand, is currently in line for the takoyaki—hands stuffed in your pockets as you waited for your turn in line. A child on his father’s shoulder looked at your curiously, his eyes big and bright as his mouth agape. You gave him a blank stare at first, uninterested at the child but as soon as he started babbling, you gave it a small smile as he responded with a cute coo. He walked away with his dad as you stepped forward to the takoyaki stand. The seller turned around to greet the next customer, but he suddenly flinched at your presence.

“A-A pirate?!” He exclaimed, his voice shaking.

Your eyes widened at his reaction, “Look, just because I’m a pirate doesn’t mean I’ll immediately cause trouble,” You sighed, frustratedly, “Now hurry up and take my damn order,”

The laughter of the Kid Pirate crew members echoed inside the bar as the customers stared at them, warily—the rowdy pirates are trashing the place but they’re mostly scared of Kid, who is considered one of the super rookies. A pirate who has only been sailing for a few months and has already exceeded his bounty of 300 million is one to be terrified by.

The door bursts open as the customers all flinched in fear and surprise as you walked in with your takoyaki in hand, looking around to find a familiar red haired. You spotted Kid with the others as you happily walked over while munching on your takoyaki, “Hey Kid, I’m back!” You called.

He turned to you and grinned, didn’t said anything, just your presence alone suffice him. You were about to sit on the chair next to him, but his arm reached out to your waist and pulled you down on his lap, making you yelp, “Kid?!”

He only smirked smugly, “What? Can’t have my girl sitting prettily on my lap?” He teased as you sighed in response.

Kid passed you a pint of beer and as you finished the takoyaki, you immediately grabbed the pint and chugged down the beer. The other crew members cheered you on as you wiped your face with the back of your hand, “Hey! Can I get another one?” You called to the waiter.

As Kid lets you have your fun (and his as well while you’re sitting on his lap), he spots another familiar pirate in the other corner of the bar. You looked over to see Scratchmen Apoo sitting at the far corner of the bar, staring menacingly at Kid, “That’s Scratchmen Apoo, heard he has a 198 million bounty,” You informed Kid, as you drank your second pint of beer.

The red haired grinned threateningly, and the next thing you know, an explosion erupted from inside the bar as Apoo popped out of the cloud of smoke—already in his battle stance. Kid emerged from the dark smoke as he pulled out his knife from its holster. They were about to have a brawl when your small transponder snail started ringing as you pulled it out from your pocket.

“You better be quick, Kid is about to have a fight right now,” You grumbled while looking after Kid.

“Hey (Y/N), we found the human auction house. Meet us in Groove 1,” In the other side, Heat informed.

Your eyes widened at the information as you quickly turned to Kid, “Kid, enough! Heat called and he said they found the auction house,” You called out.

Kid paused for a moment before he puts his knife back in the holster, “You better be lucky, Scratchmen. But the next time I see you, I’ll go for the kill,” He smirked menacingly before he turned his back and left with you and the crew.

As the residents of Sabaody fled in terror, the ground trembled with an explosion. Killer is joined by Urogue, another great rookie. Killer threw hits against each other while avoiding Urogue's nasty weapon attack. Killer drew his weapons and Urogue prepared another assault as they charged at each other, but they were stopped by another super rookie, X Drake, who had pulled his weapons and was blocking both Killer and Urogue's attacks.

When you and Kid arrived to pick up Killer, they had already backed down, with X Drake standing between him and Urogue while things settled down. Killer dropped his weapons as Kid approached him to alert him about the human auction house, and you looked around at the other super rookies. Urogue never really piqued your interest, but you've heard that X Drake has the Ryu Ryu no mi, which allows him to transform into a dinosaur, which you find fascinating. But another newcomer drew your eye: Trafalgar Law sat on a box, his elbows on his knees, observing the situation.

Law is the Surgeon of Death—a precise and professional doctor of the seas. You heard great miracles that he did and as doctor of the Kid Pirates, you greatly admire his work. His piercing gaze landed on you as you jumped in surprise, never realizing that you’ve been staring at him. You took your opportunity to approach him as he smirked at you, “What does the doctor of the Kid Pirates want from me?”

Your determined look towered above him as he kept his smirk, “As a doctor to another doctor, I wanna talk to you about medical stuff,” You said, “.. I’m not the greatest doctor around, but I want what’s best for my crew, so please..” You explained.

His lazy eyes widened at your confession before chuckling, “Alright then,” He stood up from the box and started talking with you.

As you and Law talked, Kid finished conversing with Killer and went around to call for you, but his eye twitched when he saw you chatting with Law. The subtle closeness, the friendly eye contact, and the way he smirked at you made his veins tighten in displeasure. How dare he just get up and talk to you as if you don't belong to him? Your laughter was the final straw for him, and he marched towards you, grabbing your hand with force before yanking you away from Law.

The sudden force caught you by surprise as you yelped at the tight grip, “K-Kid?! What’s going on?” You exclaimed.

He gritted his teeth in jealousy, “Shut up, we’re going back to the ship..” He ordered, leaving you wondering how you made him so angry. He dragged you back to the Victoria Punk, his tight grip still present as you kept pleading him to let you go or at least explain the situation, why is he acting that way. You try to jog your memory—remembering what kind of act you made him angry but none of it makes sense. He dragged you to his quarters—slamming the door open before throwing you harshly to the plush bed, making you yelp.

You turned to get mad at him but he suddenly used his devil fruit and manipulated metal wires to wrap around your arms and legs. The metal wires spread your legs open as the ones on your arms bounded you on the headboard, “Kid, what the hell is wrong with you?!” You yelled.

A vein popped on his temple as he climbed onto the bed, straddling your lap, “What the hell is wrong with me? You should ask yourself that..” His voiced drop in a menacing tone as you gave him a confused look, “… I saw how you throw yourself at that fucking pathetic doctor,” He scoffed.

You looked at him like he was insane, “’Throwing myself’? Are you fucking nuts??” You asked.

“I would go fucking nuts if my own girlfriend is being a slut to other pirates,” Kid grunted as he started to take off his clothes.

You blushed heavily as Kid stripped himself naked, his hard cock slapping against his abdomen, the veins protruding on his shaft. You felt your pussy getting wet through your panties as his large hands ripped your clothes off, making you gasp in surprise. Your breasts spilled out from your broken bra as he ripped your pants open, exposing your soaked pussy.

Kid grinned menacingly at your aroused body as he leaned down and whispered to your ear, “And I’m gonna make sure you’re gonna go nuts on my cock today,” He sneered.

You whimpered under your breath as he leaned down and started playing with your hardening nipples, his tongue swirled around the bud as his hand traveled down to your pussy. His thick fingers played with your pussy before experimentally inserting them inside, making you moan. He chuckled darkly before his teeth sinks on your nipple, making you gasp sharply. His two fingers pistons inside your pussy as you moaned loudly, legs shaking in the metal wires tied around you. Your wetness coated his fingers as Kid quickens his pace, now his thumb played with your clit, “Look at you, already going crazy on my fingers,” He laughed, watching your face contorted into pleasure.

You felt the tight coil in your stomach and as you were about to cum, he pulled out his fingers, making you whine. That ticked him off as he grabbed your cheeks and stared intently in your eyes, “You don’t get to fucking whine when you’re going around acting like a brat,” He growled.

You wanted to answer back but you didn’t want to piss him off more as he positioned himself between your legs, his cock laid on your sensitive pussy. He spits on his cock before thrusting his hips, smearing your juices on his cock, “Please, Kid… Fuck me,” You begged.

He laughed, “Oh now you’re begging me to fuck you? Damn slut, going around getting attention from other pirates,” He mocked before sliding his cock inside you, making you gasp at his size. He didn’t wait for long as he started a sharp pace—pounding deep in your pussy as you moan loudly. The metal wires around you held onto your limbs tightly, almost bruising your arms and legs as your skins slapping together echoed in the room. Kid grunted in your ear as you moaned along with him, your eyes crossing from the intense pleasure as his cock hits your g-spot.

“F-Fuck, Kid! Oh god, you’re fucking me s-so.. good!” You moaned.

He chuckled darkly, “Yeah, you think that bastard Law can fuck you like this?” He sneered, his hips bumping onto yours, “Huh?! Tell me, who fucks you this good?!” He growled.

You squealed at the intensity, “You, Kid! You fuck me so good!”

He laughed at your answer as his pace quickens, grunting loudly as he could feel his climax coming, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby… Fuck, gonna cum in this cute pussy,” He grinned.

You felt a pressure building inside as you came on his cock, screaming loudly as Kid groaned against your neck—his cum spilling inside your pussy. You panted heavily as your body slumped down on the plush bed, your body covered in sweat as he plopped down on top of you, almost knocking the wind out your lungs on how heavy he is, “God, fuck… I told you.. I-I’m not throwing myself at Law,” You explained.

Subtly, he rolled his eyes, “Yeah well.. He was annoying to look at with you,” He argued, which made you look at him.

“Kid, were you…” You stifled a laugh, “… Were you jealous?”

He sat up on his hands, gripping the pillow by your head as he angrily looked down at you, “I’M NOT JEALOUS!” He yelled making you laugh more.

You wrapped your arms around him and pulled down for a kiss on his lips. He let out a small yelp before melting into your kiss. You pulled away as you smile up to Kid, “Don’t worry, baby, I won’t leave you for someone else,” You convinced.

“Damn right you aren’t” He huffed, making you giggle, “Now let’s get out of here, before the ship coater finds us,” He smirked as you nodded, getting up from the bed to put your clothes back on.

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Hi!! Can I request Corazon, a reverse comfort, perhaps?

Corazon keeps tripping up throughout the day, maybe accidentally ruining a date he planned and he feels unworthy of the reader's love and kindness. But reader reassure that they love him unconditionally 🫶

MORE THAN ENOUGH

— Donquixote Rosinante/Corazon x Fem!reader (One Piece)

: ̗̀➛ Summary: Corazon feels unworthy of your love, but you assure him he is more than enough

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 2.1k

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: Fluff, small angst, slightly suggestive, spoilers about Corazon’s backstory, mentions of Law and Baby 5, Corazon feeling bad about himself, stealing, fire and burns.

Mwahgo's Notes: We all say “We love Corazon🫶” Also, happy 100 followers! Thank you so much for the support🥰

Sunlight peered through the small gaps of the curtains as you grumbled quietly, knowing the day as started but you still want to be in the comfort of your own bed. Sighing sadly, you slowly sat up from the bed and rubbed the sleepiness off your eyes. Turning over your shoulder, the side was empty as you pouted. Your lover, Rosinante, sleeps next to you on that side but now, it’s empty. While you were fussing over the absence of your lover, a knocked came from the door as the man himself entered. Rosinante entered the bedroom, carrying a tray of breakfast for two—along with two mugs of coffee.

“Oh, good morning, my love. Sorry I left you alone here,” He apologized.

You blushed at the domestic act by him. You have been dating Rosinante for months now, you two met when you were both in the Marines. Now, you two are each other’s rocks, you both have each other’s back and you both love each other. Even if going undercover as the members of the Donquixote Pirates to stop Rosinante’s brother, Doflamingo from destroying the world, you two still stand by each other.

“Oh thank you, my love. That’s so sweet of you,” You cooed.

Rosinante gave you a loving grin as he approached the bed with the breakfast in hand, until he suddenly stepped on the fallen blanket, slipped and fell on the bed as the breakfast fell off his hand. The plate of food not only ruined the bedsheets but the mugs of coffee fell on your lap, burning your skin. You yelped loudly as you quickly sat up from the bed and patted down your pajama pants to relieve the burn.

“Oh my god! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!!” Rosinante cried as he immediately got up the and tried to clean the bed, picking up the fallen food off the sheets.

The hot liquid sticked to your skin, so you pulled down your pajama pants to get away from the spilled coffee. Rosinante looked up to ask if you were okay, but as he saw you in your laced panties, he blushed heavily and felt his pants tightening before burying his face on the food covered bed, avoiding the sight of your suggestive state.

You sighed, “No, it’s okay, my love. Accidents happens,” You assured him as you grabbed a new pair of shorts and putting them on before approaching your sulking boyfriend.

You kissed his head, empathetically, “How about we both clean it up and cook new breakfast?” You insisted. Rosinante sighed after ruining his efforts, but smiles after getting asked out to cook together.

Around the afternoon, you hang out outside—sitting on the balcony railing, while looking over the waste port of Spider Miles. The opaque, thick smoke swirls around the place as the heavy scent of waste and metal hits your nose, making your face twist in distaste. You looked down at the piles and piles of scrapped metals, watching the pieces fall on each other creating a loud clanging sound. You spot a small kid with a white hat with black spots—Trafalgar Law, the little kid mope around the wastelands, his grumpy face clear from your point of view as you chuckled lowly.

You heard footsteps coming as you turned to see Rosinante coming over, a book in his hand. You smiled sweetly, “Come join me?” You asked.

He nodded and as he was about to hand you the book, Baby 5 popped out from the door—slamming the door open and giggling loudly which scared the crap out of him. The book that was in his hand now flew out of it and falls to the pile of scrapped metals, which if you try and find it, it would be difficult to search for it. Rosinante sweatdropped shamefully as Baby 5 started laughing, “Cora-san you’re so clumsy!” She teased the older man.

Rosinante grumbled in annoyance as the little girl ran away, giggling in the distance. He looked back to you with sadness in his eyes—knowing he messed up again but you smiled sympathetically at him as you wrapped your arms around him and kissed his cheek, “It’s okay, my love. You being here is enough,” You giggled and in the end, Rosinante chuckled with you as you both hangout on the balcony.

The streets are busy today, people walking around the market—buying ingredients for their dinner or some snacks for their kids. Carts full of products and materials rolled around the market, sending them to their respective seller. You and Rosinante walked hand in hand through the busy market place. People looked up to him and fell intimidated as they moved out the way, making you chuckle. His tall frame and his position in the Donquixote Pirates was an advantage for you since people are too scared to approach you. As you were walking around, Rosinante spots a cute boutique store—the windows displayed pretty sundresses and cute puff blouses.

“Hey (Y/N), let’s go there!” He pointed.

You looked over to the boutique shop and his excited expression as you nodded before he takes you to the boutique shop, “Grab any dress you want, I’ll pay for them,” Rosinante smiles as you squealed excitedly.

As you run away the shop, he went to the side to take out his box of cigarettes but they seemed to be buried underneath his pockets, so he takes out his wallet and placing it on the side before pulling out his box of cigarettes—only to discover it’s not in the same pocket as his wallet. In a panic, he started patting all over him to find the box. While he was distracted by his search, a man emerged from behind and slowly grabbed his wallet before quickly exiting the store. Rosinante sighed in relief, finally finding his cigarettes as you came back with a bundle of dresses in your hands.

His eyes widened at the amount as you blushed sheepishly, “You said I could grab whatever I want,”

Rosinante just shook his head, smiling as you both approached the counter. The salesperson smiled at you as you handed the handful of dresses to them and they started checking them in. They tell the price and Rosinante turned to where he put his wallet, only to realize that his wallet is missing. In panic, he looks around for it while mumbling to himself, “I know I put it here…”. The salesperson waited patiently but Rosinante was in a panic, not wanting to look like he wants to steal the dresses just for his girlfriend. In defeat, he sweatdropped in guilt as he turned to you, feeling bad because he encouraged you to pick out the items you wanted and was willing to pay it for you. But now, with his wallet missing, he thinks that you are disappointed at him for being clumsy again.

He was about to apologize, until you spoke up to the sales lady, “Sorry, we were not planning to buy all this, my sister is asking me how much all of this so if she is allowed to buy it,” You explained (lied) to the sales lady as they nodded in understanding before taking away the dresses to put them back in their place. Rosinante sighed in distress as you both left the boutique store.

You can feel the disappointment and stress radiating off of him, “I-I’m so sorry, my love. I’m being a really shitty person..” He grumbled.

You sighed, unhappy seeing Rosinante kicking himself, “Rosi, I keep telling you, it’s okay,” You assured.

His shoulders slumped sadly and his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance, “… Thank you for being understanding, my love,” He sighed heavily, “But I couldn’t help but get angry at my own clumsiness,” He said.

You frowned at his statement. You know how he gets extremely clumsy—tripping at his own coat, sipping the obviously hot coffee or misplacing stuff. You are aware how clumsy he gets, but that doesn’t mean you should give up on him, you love him despite all of the flaws and you want him to know that fact.

As you continue walking around, you spotted an open air restaurant as an idea popped into your mind. You grabbed Rosinante’s big hand and dragged him to the restaurant, “(Y-Y/N), I don’t think this is a good idea,” He stammered, “I’ve already messed up too much today,”

“It doesn’t matter, Rosi. I want to spend time with you,” You grinned as his cheeks blushed.

You both entered the restaurant and the receptionist takes you to your seats. They gave the menus and walked away to give your time to order. After a few minutes of debating and agreeing what to get, you called over a waiter and they wrote down your orders, before walking away to give it to the chef. You laid back on your seat as you looked off the distance, watching the street lamps open as it slowly light up the streets. The quiet but delicate silence accompanied with the sound of a busy kitchen in the distance and the muttering of other people inside the restaurant gave a sense of peace.

You look back to your lover as he pulled out his box of cigarettes and his lighter, “Thankfully this place is open air, I can get myself a smoke,” He chuckled as he opens the fire of his lighter.

But the moment the fire touches the tip of his lighter, his feather coat caught in the fire and it immediately spread all over his shoulder. You both screamed in shock as your adrenaline raced and without thinking, both of your hands grabbed the two glasses of water and threw it towards to Rosinante, successfully putting out the fire. Water splashed to his face—ruining his makeup as it dripped down his face. You gasped as he fell silent, his shoulder moving from panting heavily.

Your hand reaches out to comfort him but he stopped you as his hands went to his head. The panic and fear in him bubbled in his guts as his eyes avoided you. He didn’t want you to see him, a disastrous face of a man, a failure to make his girl happy. Today was supposed to be the day where you can enjoy your time with him, feel loved and cherished, except his stupid clumsiness strikes and all of his plans are ruined by himself. He blames himself for being like this, you don’t deserve a man like him—tripping on air and making an embarrassment of himself. You deserve a man who is confident in his skills and always perfect—maybe like his brother, Doffy, would be a perfect match.

These thoughts clouded his head as your hands cupped his cheeks and turned his head up to you, meeting your eyes, “My love, it’s okay. I’m not mad,” You assured him for the nth time.

“But you must’ve feel so humiliated…” He sniffled, “.. By me,” Your eyes widened.

“Every time you’re with me, it always end up being a disaster. I-I keep messing things up and it’s so..” He cried, softly, “..It’s so humiliating for you, I’m so sorry,”

You frowned deeply at his feelings, “My love.. Listen to me. I don’t care if you stumble on yourself or making mistakes. That makes you, you. You’re human and we all trip over ourselves or making a fool out of us,” You said, “… And your own clumsiness is not a reason for me to leave you for a ‘better’ man. No man can compare to your kindness and selfless personality. You want the people around you to be loved and feel safe. And that’s what makes you special,” You smiled.

His eyes widened as he watches the adoration and the love in your eyes. Tears formed in his eyes as he brought your body close to his—hugging you, “I’ve never… felt so adored before in my life,” He said.

You smiled, “And you will always feel adored.. As long as I am here,” You said before leaning in to kiss his lips. Rosinante lets out a small yelp before melting in the kiss.

You pulled away from his lips as his eyes widened, a smear of his red makeup painted on your lips. He chuckled for a moment before his hand reached out to your lips and wiped the red makeup off. You laughed along with him before giving him another kiss on the cheek as you sat back down on your chair. The night continued on as you and your beloved enjoyed the date night.

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Hello bestie ;33 HEHDHEHJW

Anyways, i wish for a doflamingo x fem!reader smut. Reader is the favorite toy (if u can say) that doffy wants to play with, like the other ladies that are in the palace he doesn’t want them, only the reader. Maybe some soft doffy (im a sucker 👉👈)

Also with a hint of misuse of devil fruit, aka bondage🥰

Laced up Nice and Pretty

{ THIS IS AN 18+ NSFW WORK, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT }

⋆｡°✩ Pairing: Donquixote Doflamingo x Reader

⋆｡°✩ Summary: Doflamingo finds his favourite toy all dolled up for him, and he couldn’t resist the urge to take her.

⋆｡°✩ Content Tags: P in V sex, bondage, improper use of Devil Fruit Ability, Possessive!Doffy, a bit of dacryphilia, spanking, degradation, Soft!Doffy and a bit of aftercare at the end

⋆｡°✩ Word Count: 1,350 Words

⋆｡°✩ Lorekeeper's Notes: Thank you for the request! I am in love with that blond man too 🫶 I have not written smut in a long while, hope you guys still enjoy the story regardless!

It was no secret among the Donquixote Pirates that Doflamingo had women in the castle that he favoured. They were his toys, ready to attend to his carnal pleasures whenever he desired. He used them however he pleased, chasing after his own high and leaving the women to care for themselves in the aftermath. But it was no secret either that he had a clear favourite, and it was you. It hadn’t been long since you came to work under him, yet everyone knew of his attraction to you. He sought your company far more than he did the others, gifting dresses that he would tear off your body, and he would take the time to attend to you once the act was over.

Doflamingo walked down the castle halls, heading out to the garden for fresh air. That was when he spotted you, dressed in the new clothes he had gifted. It was a tight outfit, hugging your body just right as lace frills accented the piece, leaving nothing to the imagination. It was more similar to lingerie than any actual dress. He licked his lips, grinning as he watched you lean up to clean the decor of the palace. He snuck up from behind, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you against him.

“What a pleasure it is to see you, doll.” Doflamingo whispered in your ear. “Did you dress yourself up all for me? I gifted this just the other day, it’s a shame for me to rip it so soon.”

“Young master, I-” You try to speak, only for Doflamingo to cut you off.

“The chores can wait, I need you now.” He placed emphasis on the last word, making you understand that there was no room for argument. Not that you would have, you were always so willing to please him. He could feel your body give in, his laugh echoing slightly in the sparse hall. “That’s a good girl.”

Doflamingo brought you to his room, sitting on the lavish couch as you stood in front of him. You felt like a prey watched by a predator, his lustful gaze watching your every move, every squirm of your body as you stared back, trying to read his expression. But all you could see was that mischievous grin as leaned back in his seat, gesturing towards you.

“Go on, put on a show for your king, doll. Show me that body of yours, before I rip that dress off myself.” You nodded at his words and unzipped the dress, letting it cascade off your shoulders. You held it up, giving Doflamingo just a peek of your breasts. He watched with anticipation as the dress fell to the floor, leaving you bare, save for the thin, lace undergarments. You approached him, letting your hips sway and running your hands down your body, accentuating your body.

Suddenly, you feel a pull tug your body. Before you could comprehend what had happened, your body had become suspended in the air by Doflamingo’s strings. You were face down, wrists tied above your head, back arched and legs spread, leaving room for Doflamingo to step between them. The man laughed as he tore your underwear with his strings, eyes focused on your pussy as it clenched on air, begging for his touch. He came up behind you, leaning over your body as you turned to face him.

“Please, please Doffy.” You begged, wanting him to just take you then and there. Doflamingo laughed once more, grabbing your chin.

“Making demands of me, darling? You should know your place.” His free hand slapped your ass, rubbing it soothingly as you squirmed. “I saw you and Diamante earlier today. Did you like spending time with him, hm? Did you think I wouldn’t know you were whoring yourself for him? And now you want me to fuck you on my cock? You filthy slut.” He slapped your rear again, rubbing the red, sore spot. “Did you forget who you belong to?”

“N-No, Doffy, I swear. I wasn’t doing anything with Diamante.” You pleaded, trying to convince him of your innocence. And truthfully, he knew you had nothing to hide. But he wanted to play with you for a while longer. He pulled on your body, lifting it upward and pressing your back flat against his chest. he freed his hard cock out his pants, shoving the garment down and kicking it aside. He rubbed it against your pussy, the tip teasing your clit. You let out a soft, shaky breath as he chuckled.

“I think I need to remind you of who you belong to, who this pussy belongs to.” He grinned and thrusted up into your cunt, the tip of his cock pushing in. You let out a loud, strained moan as he continued to push in. “Fuck, your pussy’s so tight! Relax for me, doll. You’re taking me all the way in.”

Doflamingo pulled your body down onto his cock, one hand caressing your breasts and the other on your clit, making delicious moans spill from your mouth. Once he was fully sheathed inside of you, he took a moment to admire the view, your hips flushed against his as your body trembled. Only you could take in all of him, unlike the other women. It was like your cunt was made for him. He thrusted slowly, teasingly, keeping what you both desire just barely out of reach. He then rutted into you at an animalistic pace, laughing between his grunts as he felt the bulge at your stomach.

“Feel that, darling? No other man can make you feel this satisfied.” He held onto your hips, as he thrusted hard into you, grip bruising your skin. He smirked as he felt your warm walls clench on his cock, and he started to slow down to bring you to the brink of orgasm, only to stop.

“Doffy, Doffy p-please.” You begged, trying to move back into him as tears pooled in your eyes. His grin widened, cock twitching at the sight of your plight.

“Aw, does my darling want to cum? Then beg for it. Tell me how much you want my dick.” He grinned mischievously as he held you firmly in place.

“P-Please, Doffy! Let me cum! Only you can make me feel this good!” You cried, hoping it was enough to convince him. Thankfully, it was. Doflamingo snapped his hips against yours, bringing you to the edge once again.

“That’s right, only I can make you feel this good.” He chuckled under his breath. “This is my pussy, do you understand? No one’s allowed to fuck you except for me.”

“Yours, Doffy! Yours!” You felt his cock twitch and your walls tighten its grip. With a pleasured cry, you came undone, your juices all over his cock and balls. He came not long after, spilling his warm seed into your cunt. After rutting in a few more times he pulled out, admiring the view of your hole and his cum dripping out.

“You did so good for me, doll. You always do.” He cooed, releasing the strings that held you. He tossed you onto the bed, his touch gentle and warm. As you laid on your back to get comfortable, he called for a maid to bring over a towel. He wiped off your sweat, kissing your body and the marks left behind from the last time you both had sex. He was pleased to see them, still visible, showing everyone you’re his. “You’re gorgeous, doll.” He praised softly and kissed your lips. He tossed the towel aside and got off the bed, tidying himself up in the mirror and putting on his pants. “Get yourself dressed, you still have work to do.”

“Yes, young master.” You responded weakly, throat hoarse from your cries. Despite the command, you knew he wouldn’t mind if you took some time to rest. He looked at you with a grin, placing a kiss to your lips before leaving.

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HOT GIRL AND HER LOSER BOYFRIEND

— RE2! Leon S. Kennedy x Fem! Reader (Resident Evil)

: ̗̀➛ Summary: Nobody believes the new police rookie is dating a famous, hot model.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 2.2k

: ̗̀➛ Content Tags: TW: Mentions of sexual harassment (if it triggered you, pls scroll), one misogynistic sentence, teasing, fluff, leon being embarrassed, yelling (not from Leon), no outbreak AU

Mwahgo's Notes: Sorry for the constant changes on the style, still trying to find it😭

“Kennedy, you’re 5 minutes late,” Marvin Branagh scolded the young rookie, Leon as he entered inside the Raccoon City police station. The rookie sweatdropped nervously as Marvin sighed before letting him go as Leon sprinted to his desk. A small pile of paper works already sat on his desk as he sighed softly, remembering those were the unfinished felony reports he did yesterday. The atmosphere in the police station is rather usual, the sound of heavy boots walking around the station, the talk between officers about recent cases or the loud ringing of the police cars outside as they patrol the streets of Raccoon City. These sounds are usual for Leon as continues writing down reports when he took a glance on the small frame on the corner of his desk, a picture of his college graduation, Leon smiling and a pretty girl beside him, pulling him down to kiss his cheek. Leon smiled at the memory, graduating with his college sweetheart.

Leon placed his books inside his locker as students walked around the hallways, trying to get to their classes. As he blends in with the students, you walked past by him and it instantly caught his attention, his eyes widening at your beauty as you walked down the halls with confidence. Until you suddenly tripped and fell—well, intentionally tripped and fell as Leon gasped. A group of girls giggled beside you, “That’s what you get for acting like you own the place,” They sneered before walking off.

Leon took the courage to help you up, but you held up your palm before standing up on your own two feet as you dusted off your clothes, “What fucking assholes, they keep picking on me,” You scowled, rolling your eyes.

Leon looked at her with concern, “A-Are you okay?” He asked.

“O-Oh uhh… Yeah, I’m fine,” You answered before pulling out a small mirror from your bag. Leon watched you intently as you observe if your makeup was ruined or smeared but thankfully, you sighed in relief as you placed the mirror back in your bag.

“You said they’ve been picking on you, have you told the professors?” Leon asked as you looked at him, confused.

“Me? Telling the professors?” You scoffed, “I told them multiple times, but they just never gave a fuck. So I just gave up or whatever..” You grumbled as Leon looked at you with sympathy.

“Look, I-I can go and help you. I saw them tripping your foot and insulting you. I can be a witness,” Leon insisted as you shook your head.

“It doesn’t matter, as long as I can prove to them I still have my confidence,” You turned to him, smirking, “They can’t stop me,” You said before you walked off. Leon blushed at your confidence as he watched you walking down the hallway to your first class. He never seen such natural confidence from someone before, let alone from someone getting picked on. You didn’t let others step on you—bring you down because you know to yourself that you can’t let them have the upper hand and Leon admires you for that.

You and Leon continue to see each other after your first encounter. You have your circle of friends, he has his own circle of friends—but in the end, you both still hangout and study together, visit each other’s dorms and just talk about random things. Feelings have developed—you both knew, and on a random school dance night, he held your hand as you both dance slowly with the melodic song. You stare at each others eyes as Leon leans down and whispered to your ear, “I want to admit something,”

You giggled at his secrecy, “What is it? That you were the one who burned the egg and triggered the fire alarm?” You joked as he laughed along, but turning back to being serious.

“No, but seriously..” He trailed off, “… I wanna tell you that.. I’ve liked you for a while,” He blushed.

Your eyes widened, mouth ajar at his confession, “I was attracted with… How confident you are, you’re selfless and just…” He trailed off, “.. Absolutely amazing,” He grinned.

Your smile couldn’t go any wider as you leaned up and kissed his lips. He let out a muffled gasp until he melted in your lips. You pulled away, blushing, eyes gleaming with happiness, “I’m glad. I like you too, Leon,” You said.

He gasped softly before his lips breaks into a grin before he kisses your forehead out of happiness as he pulls you in a hug while you both continue to dance slowly, together in each other’s embrace.

After your graduation, you moved to a different state to pursue your modeling career and Leon went to Raccoon City to seek out his path as a police. So far, you and Leon are handling the long distance relationship—you often have late night calls, sending each other letters or visit each other’s state but now, you have been very busy because of your schedules and Leon just handles paperwork, patrol around the city and capture bad guys. His cop life isn’t as hectic as your modeling life but you both get to manage to update one another about your job life.

Leon leaned back on his chair before stretching his arms out, already sore from writing out these reports as he gazed outside, thinking about you. You haven’t been sending him updates about what is happening with you, but he trusts your just handling a lot of stuff. The last update that he got was a letter from you—telling him that you have a photoshoot for a magazine and you were so excited. He smiled at remembering that letter, he can sense the excitement in your writing because this is what you like doing, being pretty in front of the camera and showing off your confidence.

“Hey, Kennedy. You on break?” Someone called as Leon turned to see his colleagues. With all the time reminiscing about your relationship, he didn’t notice it was break time already.

“O-Oh yeah, I’m on break,” He answered as he pushed away his work stuff before pulling out his lunch for today, “Say Leon, you’re quite the good looking guy to be a police,” One of his colleagues commented, “You got a girlfriend?” They asked.

Leon’s eyes sparkled when they asked about his relationship status as he grabbed the framed picture and showed it to them, “Yeah and this is her. It’s our graduation picture together,” He pointed at you in the picture.

His colleagues looked at him like he was crazy, I mean, why is he pointing at you, (Y/N), one of the most well known and hottest model ever? Is he nuts? One of them placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder and sighed, “We understand you, Leon. Everyone has their own celebrity crushes,”

Leon furrowed his eyebrows, confused at their comment, “N-No guys, I’m serious. She’s actually my girlfriend, we met at college and we started dating ever since,” He explained.

They snickered, “Yeah whatever, I don’t think a really famous model would date a cop like you,”

One of them glanced at them, “We never know, maybe she likes a private life? That’s why she dated a non-celebrity?” They questioned.

They continue talking about their speculation on you and Leon’s relationship, if it’s really true or maybe Leon is a lying bastard who wants to impress people with his stories. Leon frowned, but he saw it coming, if he proclaimed to the world that he’s dating you, people might give him the side eye and ignore, maybe even hate him for being so delusional.

“What are you all chatting about?” Marvin’s authoritative voice echoed as he walked over to the group.

“Oh hey, sergeant. We’re just talking about Leon’s ‘relationship’ with (Y/N),” They answered, quoting the “relationship”, “Look, he even has a picture with her,” They took the picture frame from Leon’s desk.

“I’m telling you, man it’s real!” Leon snapped.

Marvin took a good look at the picture frame, examining it, “Well, it doesn’t look edited to me,” He answered.

He was met with groans of disappointment, hoping they can drag Marvin in the teasing as well as the doors of the Raccoon City police station busted open and a woman’s yelling echoed inside, “OH! YOU ARE SO DEAD TO ME LAWYER WHEN HE HEARS THIS!”

The group glanced over as a woman in a pink fur coat, shades over her head and her white heels clack on the tiles. She is accompanied with a timid woman holding some papers and a bodyguard—who is dragging a man with his arms around his back. She approached the front desk with sheer determination, “Hello officer, I would like to report for sexual harassment,” She demanded.

Leon’s eyes widened when he saw the girl, it was you, in your cute, pink outfit as you demanded an officer to file a case. The group of officers listened in with your conversation, “What seems to be the case, Ma’am?” The officer at the front desk asked.

“This man over here just did the most vile thing—he grope my secretary’s butt in broad daylight!” You yelled, pointing an finger at him.

The man scoffed, “Fuck you mean, do you even have fucking proof?” He argued as he struggled under the tight hold of your bodyguard.

“Of course I have proof, I WAS RIGHT BESIDE HER!” You screamed, your voiced boomed inside the police station.

The man rolled his eyes, “Whatever, you women think you’re so great, when all you should do is strip naked and let the guys use you!” He taunted, angrily.

You gasped dramatically at the insult as your palm met his cheek, the loud slap echoed in the police station as your secretary held you back, “Ma’am, please don’t make it worse for you here!”

The group of officers realized the situation is getting heated and they stood up from their seats and assess the problem, “Take this man to the interrogation room, so that we can calm down the situation,” Marvin ordered as they take man to a different room.

“You’re lucky she’s holding me back or else I would’ve beat you up!” You yelled, angrily as you hastily fixed your fur coat, “And you on the other hand, why won’t you let me report him? He groped you in the middle of the street where everyone can see,” You scolded your secretary as she looked down to the floor, ashamed.

“Ma’am, we’ll take you to the interrogation room if you can please calm down,” Marvin said

You sighed as you fixed yourself, “I’m fine, just do something about that man. He can’t be let out in the streets,” You demanded as Marvin nodded.

You glanced around and saw a familiar blonde hair and blue eyes as you gasped excitedly, “OH MY GOD! MY BABY!”

Quickly, you ran up to Leon and jumped in his embrace—your legs wrapped around his torso as you littered kisses all over his face, your lipstick imprinting kiss marks on his cheeks, “Hi baby, how are you? I’m so sorry I haven’t been sending you anything, I was just so busy and…” You started ranting about your hectic schedule as Leon looked around and the police officers stood there in shock on how affectionate you are with him.

“Uhm.. Baby, I hate to say this but you’re still in the station,” You looked at him confusedly and realized. Your eyes widened as you got off his embrace and blushed shyly, “I’m so sorry. We haven’t seen each other for a while,”

They all dismissed the situation but they still couldn’t believe it—their rookie cop, Leon is actually dating you, a famous and hot model. You were everyone’s icon for fashion and everyone admire you because of your beauty alone, and yet your here, flirting with Leon.

“Had you have your lunch, baby?” You questioned.

Leon scratched his head, “Well… I had a small lunch but—” as soon as he answered that you cut him off.

“That can’t be! You should be full so that you can work properly!” You exclaimed, “How about we have lunch to that restaurant downtown?” You grinned.

Leon sheepishly blushed, “R-Right now?! But—” You turned away to call your secretary.

“Can you cancel all of my plans for today? I wanna spend some time with my boyfriend,” You ordered.

She looked at you in shock, “Wh-What?! But you have an interview at 2,” She reminded, flipping through the clipboard.

You rolled your eyes, “And? I wanna spend time with my boyfriend instead of some boring interview,” You whined.

She gave you a look before sighing, “You are the boss” she mumbled under her breathe as she started crossing out every plan.

You giggled before dragging Leon by his arm, on the way out of the police station, “This is gonna be so exciting, I miss you so much,” You leaned up to kiss his lips.

Leon chuckled as he kisses you back, “I miss you too,” He grinned as you both walked to the downtown restaurant, finally together in each other’s arms.

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TEASING THE NERD

— Nerd! Gojo Satoru x Popular! Fem! reader

[+18 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+]

Summary: You’re the popular girl in school, Gojo is the nerd and you two got paired up for a presentation.

Word count: 2.9k

Content Tags: TW: slight of bullying, Nerdjo being whipped for (Y/N), teasing, slight degradation, begging, P in V, unprotected sex, library sex, slight exhibitionism (if you squint), blowjob, cum swallowing

Mwahgo's notes: is anybody still into the Nerdjo agenda???

Carrying his books in one arm and his phone on the other hand, Satoru walked to his next class—Biology while checking his study schedule, seeing if he has anytime for some extra study session later or will he be able to hangout with his friends. Suguru, who his friend in the school’s band has been pestering him to hangout with him and Ieiri since Satoru has been so busy with midterms, he’s burying himself in books—as what Suguru said. After that, Satoru has been making an effort to make time for himself, he knows to himself he can’t just bury himself in studying or else he’d go crazy but he tries to get back to his studies after going out all day.

He walked in the classroom and noticed he was the first one there—not even the professor was there. He shrugged it off, he preferred to be early anyways so he has extra time to study before class starts. He took out his pencil case and his notebook and a few sticky notes as he opened his biology book and study the chapter their professor asked them to.

After scribbling down a few notes, students started to pile in the room along with his best friend, Suguru. The black haired guitarist noticed Satoru and went to sit next to him at the front, “You could’ve picked a seat in the back,” Suguru complained.

Satoru sweatdropped, “I-I mean you can always just sit at the back, I’m fine being up here,” He insisted.

Suguru dismissed his suggestion with the wave of his hand, “Nah it’s fine, you know I like accompanying your fun facts ass,” He smirked playfully.

The white haired nerd rolled his eyes as he continues studying while Suguru bore himself with his phone. More students pile in, including the popular—and asshole dudes with their obnoxious laughter and their stupid ideas of throwing toilet paper on the principal’s car. One of them spots Satoru and grinned mischievously as he flipped Satoru’s pencil case and the contents inside spilled out and clattered on the floor. Satoru gasped in surprise as the dude and his buddies started laughing loudly—causing heads to turn them.

Satoru leaned down to pick up his pens and Suguru went in to help him, “.. Fucking dicks,” Satoru grumbled.

Suguru sighed, “Don’t take it personally, they got nothing better to do in life than make other miserable,”

His friend only frowned as he puts the contents back in the pencil case as him and Suguru stood up from the floor. The popular guys’ laughter was still heard in the classroom and started mocking Satoru, which made Suguru almost pop a vein, “Don’t worry, Satoru, he’s just being like that because his girlfriend saw how small his dick is,” Suguru called out.

The guy who flipped Satoru’s pencil case paused his walking before turning to Suguru, “The fuck did you say, you punk ass?” He threatened.

Satoru tried to pull back Suguru from getting his face punch, “Oh, now you’re deaf? Let me repeat it for you then,” He smirked, menacingly.

The guy stomped towards Suguru and grabbed his collar as the students gasped, waiting a fight to break out in the classroom, but thankfully the professor entered the room and called all of the students to go back to their seats—subtly breaking the fight. Satoru sighed, almost having a heart attack for Suguru’s stupid antics that’s gonna get him killed one day. As the professor entered, behind them was you as you walked confidently inside the classroom. Your confidence caught Satoru’s attention as his blue eyes followed your pretty figure, your hair flowed smooth and your skin shines effortlessly as you went at the back of the classroom. Satoru’s cheeks blushed, being able to admire how pretty you were today—his pounding in his chest as he took more glances at the back before the professor starts the class.

“Alright class, before I dismiss you all, I will be assigning a paired activity,” The professor announced as some students started groaning.

The teacher instructed the students to create a presentation about astrobiology and each paired students with be given different topics about astrobiology. As they finished explaining the assignment, they go and started pairing students up, “Satoru and (Y/N),”

His eyes widened in shock, unsure if the professor called the right name. He couldn’t believe it that he’s gonna be working with his crush and more importantly, you’re the most popular girl in school, everyone would die for his spot just so they could be in your presence. He glanced at the back and you were already looking at him, smiling as you gave him a small wave. Flustered, he turned his gaze to the front as Suguru smirked playfully at him.

The bell rang and the students packed their bags and left the classroom. Satoru was busy packing his bag when you suddenly approached him, “Hi! You’re Satoru, right?” You asked.

His cheeks blushed at your sudden presence, “U-Uhm..! Y-Yeah,” He stammered pathetically.

You giggled at his nervous antics, “Yeah, I just wanna tell you that I’m not gonna be available to work on the presentation today,” Satoru frowned, “I’m gonna go out with my girls today and I’m gonna be gone for the whole day, Can we do it tomorrow instead?” You pouted.

Satoru wanted to say no, since he wanted to start brainstorming for the presentation and also wanted to, finally, hangout with his crush but in the end, he doesn’t control her life, “.. I mean, yeah sure. The presentation doesn’t have an urgent deadline,” He assured.

You jumped happily at his answer, “Thank you, Satoru!” You squealed as you exited the classroom. Satoru smiled that he was able to make you smile, even though he didn’t like the results, as long as you’re happy he’s fine with being behind his school works. A sigh escaped Suguru’s lips as his white haired friend turned to him in confusion.

He was met with a disappointed face of Suguru, “What’s wrong?” Satoru asked.

“You’re TOO whipped for her,” He answered, flatly.

At home, Satoru sat on his desk, reading the assigned chapter for his English class when he got a notification on his phone. He stopped reading for a moment before picking up his phone and saw a message from you. His eyes widened in surprise as he scrambled his fingers to generate a decent text to you, his breathing shakes in anxiety, hoping he doesn’t sound creepy or weird.

(Y/N): Hi satoru!!

Satoru: Uhm hi?? Satoru: How did you get my number?

(Y/N): Oh i got from your friend (Y/N): I think his name is sagoru??

Satoru almost laughed at your guess on Suguru’s name. He abandoned his readings as he laid down on his bed, phone still in his hand.

Satoru: His name is Suguru. Anyways, what do you wanna talk about?

(Y/N): OH YEAH SUGURU (Y/N): I wanna ask if you’re up to do the presentation tomorrow

His breath hitched, you finally have the time for him to not only study with him, but also being able to hangout with you, his crush. He’s already planning ahead in his mind—what outfit should he wear or what perfume should he put. Are you into casual wears or should he wear a full suit and tie? The ping of his phone snapped him out of his daydream as he looked at the message.

(Y/N): So are you up tomorrow, after class? ;)

Ohh, that winking face at the end, it almost gave him a heart attack.

Satoru: Yeah sure, I’ll be there! :))

You ended the conversation with the location and time before bidding goodbye. Satoru said his goodbye before absolute silence, he was hoping the conversation could last longer than that but he knows that you two aren’t good friends. He sighed in bliss as he stares at the ceiling, excited for tomorrow morning to go and work on your presentation.

The next morning came and Satoru couldn’t be more excited to go to school, even Suguru was thrown off how bright his best friend looks today. Satoru waited patiently for the school day to end so that he can finally have your time with him. Every class, he had his leg bouncing, his hand was restless, he was basically buzzing with excitement to go to the study room in the library after classes to sit next to you, smell your perfume, and be blessed with your presence. The final bell rang and Satoru immediately stood up, bag on his shoulder while scaring Suguru in the process as he sprints out of class and made his way to the library.

He enters the library, quietly closing the door behind him as he walked inside—finding a good study room. A room at the end, where people will barely notice them and absolute silence, just the two of them inside without disturbance. He made sure to tell Suguru and Ieiri to not text nor call him during this time because he wanted to focus all of his attention to you only. As he enters the study room, he placed his bag down and sat on the chairs before pulling out his phone and texting you that he arrived in the library and just waiting. As he puts his phone back in his pocket, he opens his bag and pulled out his laptop and some notebooks to prepare for the presentation.

A few minutes later, you entered the study room and Satoru blushed, “Hi Satoru! I’m so sorry I’m late, the girls had to ask me out to buy coffee,” You said as you sat down the chair next to him.

His blush darkened with the close proximity of your presence as he gulped, he wanted to scold you for bringing drinks inside the library he didn’t want to be a killjoy, especially when he’s trying to impress you. As you started working on the presentation, Satoru was pointing something in his laptop when you leaned closer to the screen. He blushed profusely as his eyes glanced down at the obvious cleavage inside your shirt.

He heard you sigh and shifted on your seat, “Satoru, are you sure you’re okay?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He started sweating nervously, avoiding your intense gaze, “Y-Yeah, everything’s fine,” He blushed.

You raised your eyebrows, not believing the obvious lie he said as you observed his behavior. You noticed that his eyes couldn’t stop from glancing downwards as his cheeks blushed profusely. You realized that he’s been looking at your cleavage and a mischievous idea popped in your head as you smirked playfully.

“Ohh, so you like what you’re seeing, Satoru?” You teased.

He yelped in surprise, he knew that he was caught on his little antics as your hand trailed to the tent between his legs, “You got hard by just staring at my tits, you little pervert,” You teased.

He tried to babble out a reason but your hands already worked the button of his pants and pulling his pants down with his boxers, revealing his hard cock, its tip red from frustration. Your mouth fell agape at his size and girth—you didn’t expect a quiet nerd like him would keep something this big in his pants. Satoru shivered from the cold exposure, making his cock more aroused as you kneeled down the floor, in between his legs.

Your lips wrapped around his cock as Satoru whimpered pathetically, “(Y/N), I-I'm not sure if we should do thi—AH!” He moaned as you sucking him off.

Your head bobbed, taking his cock from the core to his tip, making his legs shake from the pleasure. His back arched, pushing his cock further down your throat, “Oh my god, (Y/N), your mouth is so… soft and w-warm,” He stuttered.

Your eyes glanced up to him as you continue to suck his cock and his face contorted from pure pleasure—his eyes shut closed, eyebrows furrowed as sweat rolled down his forehead. His cheeks blushed heavily as his mouth gaped and small moans escaped his lips. You wrapped your hand his shaft and proceeded to stroke his cock up and down, making him more stimulated with pleasure. Satoru concealed his whimpers with hand as you continue to suck him off before he felt a tight coil in his stomach.

His hips bucked and his legs started to shake, “O-Oh, (Y/N), I-I'm gonna c-cum!” He groaned.

With a hum around his cock, Satoru slapped his hand over his mouth to cover his moans as he released his semen inside your mouth, his hips twitching from the intensity of his orgasm. He panted heavily, slowly coming down his high as you swallow all of his hot cum before standing up from the floor and resting on his lap, “O-Oh god.. Uhm, wow uh..” He stammered.

You giggled, “Did you enjoy that, Satoru?”

He looked up to you with his big, blue eyes, “Y-Yeah… It felt so, so good..” He panted.

“Mhm, I knew you would enjoy that,” You grabbed his hand and trailed it between your legs. Satoru gasped when he felt your bare and wet pussy, “Especially that you’ve been dreaming to be with me,” You smirked.

He gasped in surprise. He wasn’t expecting that you were fully aware of his attraction to you. On the other hand, you knew since bumped into him in the hallways—well, your ex boyfriend intentionally bumped into him, making him drop his books. You, being the angel that you are, kneeled down and helped him with picking up with his books before your ex dragged you away. That was the day Satoru fell in love with you and you were attracted to him. The way he looked at you with his blue eyes reminds you like a puppy and you just love how he blushes when he sees you.

“Of course, I know, Satoru. You’ve been crushing on me for a while,” You said as your hips grinded on his fingers, “Just admit it, Satoru… You want me so bad, don’t you? You want my pussy wrapped around your poor cock, just waiting to get fucked?” You teased.

Satoru nodded frantically, “Yes! Yes please, let me fuck your pussy!” He pleaded, tears forming in his eyes.

You giggled in his enthusiasm as you pulled your skirt up, showing him your glistening pussy. He gasped in awe, your pussy was pretty in pink as it leaked with arousal. You hover your pussy on the tip of his cock before slowly sitting down on it, his thick size made you gasped. Satoru threw his head back at the tightness of your pussy as your hips finally sat down on his lap, your pussy fully wrapped around his cock as you both moaned in pleasure. Satoru tried to buck his hips up but you stopped him, “Please wait… Fuck, your cock is so big,” You whimpered, trying to adjust to his size.

You both sat there for a while before you started moving your hips up and down—catching Satoru off guard as he moaned at the feeling of your pussy sucking his cock in, “Fuck, (Y/N), your pussy is so.. tight and—ohh warm,” His eyes rolled back as he whimpered.

You let out a breathless giggle as you fuck yourself on his thick cock, your wetness squelching in the small, quiet room. His hands went and grabbed your ass as he bucked his hips up to your pussy, making you squeal. Satoru started thrusting his hips, his cock pistons inside your pussy as your eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure.

“F-Fuck, I-I love your pussy, so fucking… good, fuck!” Satoru babbled as his thrusts turned intense.

The sound of skins slapping in the study room echoed, you feared that the people outside might understand the events happening inside as Satoru’s pace quickens, fucking you frantically, “Fuck fuck! I’m gonna cum, (Y/N)!” He moaned loudly.

“Cum inside! Please, I-I want you t-to cum inside!” You cried as Satoru groaned loudly, spilling his cum inside you.

Your body shook from the powerful orgasm as you felt his cum filling you up. Satoru slumped back on the chair, panting heavily as he comes down from his high, “Oh fuck, (Y/N).. That was..” He trailed off.

You let out a breathless laugh, “Did you.. have fun?” You asked, tiredly.

He just nodded, too tired to form a sentence, “Thank your for that…” He said.

You smiled as you leaned close to plant a kiss on his cheek, “You’re welcome, baby,” You giggled

His eyes widened at the nickname, “’Baby’? Does that mean…” He said, unsurely.

You nodded, “Of course, this isn’t just a one time sex, Satoru. I like you for a while too,” You confessed as his cheeks blushed. He buried his face on your chest out of embarrassment as you laughed at his reaction before kissing the top of his head. Satoru couldn’t be more happier to be with the girl of his dreams.