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pedro x reader fluff?

[nekassvariigs]

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CW: NSFW

He wasn’t joking when he had you..

Excited breathy moans falling from your lips as you tried to hold your hand over his only for it to be smacked away as he spanked your ass resting his long yet muscular leg on your side as he rammed you into the silk covered matress, his characterly large hands dipping down your back as he smoothed over your spine rolling his hips slowly before he picked up the pace one again.

"Fuck~!" with excitead moans you pleaded for him, the surging heat inside of you made your blood boil. There was no man in the entire grand line who could have you like he did, rutheless and without a care in the world for his actions he knew you enjoyed every bit of attention he gave you.

Sweat dripped down his lean torso, dipping into the creaces of his abs his whole body laced in thin mist of sweat and musk as he pulled your hips against his own guiding you onto his cock with every punched thrust into your cunt. His short blonde hair sticking by the ends to his forehead a drip of translucent body fliud rested on his temple he held a wicked grin at the sigh before him. The way your cunt slurped on his cock, squelching wet as he pulled out just enough for you to cry at the loss of him, your moans pleading submission and need for more of him Doflamingos bottom lip caught against his teeth with a deep furrow in his brow he reached to take your hand pinning it behind your back with clenched fists he held pushed you agaisnt him roughly, using your hands as reigns he plowed into you deeply. He showed no sign of losing his compsure, his chest rising unevenly between held back breaths his cock was aching and it wanted to take more, more of you more for him.

From the thought alone he bucked deep inside of you, the tip of his cock rutted against your cervix you threw your head back with a satisfied moan of feeling him fill you with his cock fully. With an excited laugh you felt him rut slowly into you, small but deep thrusts claiming everything and anything his cock reached to feel and rub against.

With so much going on inside of you, the turmoil built up quick from this slow pace, leaving you on the brink of spasming around him Doflamingo pulled out with a cackle. The sudden loss of him left your walls clentching around nothing but your own arousal.

He reached to twine his hand in your hair allowing it to twirl against his wrist as he gathered it in a messy but stern hold. A whimper left your lips at the feeling of his mouth brushing past your shoulder, warm lips pressing a chaste kiss as he tugged your hair, back arching into the air he held one hand over the small of your back using your hair as a guide to snap you back into his embrace.

He lined up his cock to your entrance feeling the flutter of your walls as you welcomed him with a sharp hiss. "Thats it.. take it all." he praised you,a shit eating grin plastered all over his face as he had his way with you.

Doflamingos words made your heart flutter in the most frustrating ways possible.

Hips positioned against his he tugged on your hair all the more watching as moans and groans spilled from you in desperate attempts to stay sane with the way he was fucking you.

Rough and sharp, filling out every need you could have ever had for someone.

Your thighs shaking as you slowly lost yourself in him clawing at your own body as your breasts bounced under you.

"Fu-u-uck" your words caught in small hiccups with each of his thusts you felt a smile forming on your face feeling his hip bones clash against your ass.

With a deep groan he pulled you by the hair just enough so he could sling an arm around your upper body squuezing and groping at your chest as you whimpered for him, his head sank low into your neck his breathing deep and heavy as he plowed into you trying to subside that aching feeling in his lower stomach, the one that made him choke you from behind, large hand holding firmly against your thoat your eyes rolled back in pleasure as you couldn’t take any more of him, a rush taking over your mind as you felt him even closer to you than before his teeth nipping at the side of your jaw, he handled you like a whore in heat.

With a choked moan you cried out his name feeling your orgasm wash over you he continued to stimulate you through it all rubbing your flit feverishly as you crumbled in his arms as a shaking mess.

The dripping arousal for him sloshing against the base of his cock he pulled you flush against his chest, the knot breaking in his stomach warmth pooled inside of you, his lips colliding with yours as you struggled to kiss him back arms wrapping behind yourself as you tried to feel over his body leaning to press him closer and closer against you as he twiched and spurted inside of you.

"Youre a goddamn whore you know that?" he whispered against your lips a teasing smile on his face as his eyes watched over you.

"Yeah, but you love me for it." you chuckled lazily welcoming him with a sloppy open mouthed kiss, your tongues gliding across eachother in filthied seduction for one another.

He pulled out mid make-out, warm strands of cum dripping down your legs he moved lower across your back his digits pushing against your dripping cunt he coated them with his own cum and your high.

You know what followed, he did this everytime after you fucked and drove you insane.

Fingers slicked with your mixed juices he brought them to your lips not even asking he pushed them inside of your mouth watching as the juices pooled on the edges of your mouth.

You licked his fingers clean with loud slurps playing his digits apart with your tongue to make sure you tasted it all, you bit the tip of his fingers eyes slanted with a lustful gaze.

He smirked wide pushing his hand over your cheeks he slammed his tongue inside of your mouth tasting the mix of bitter, sweet and salty.

He pulled away, his face ever present against yours, he spoke with a deep roughness in his voice, "My whore."

God you loved this asshole.

[nekassvariigs]

Beckman x reader

CW: NSFW

It was fuzzy evening in a bar on a whole new island yet the atmospehere never changed. The guys were all about loud and rowdy never failing to keep good company aswell as drinking the whole taverns alcohol near dry.

You took in the sight, outside was pitch black light seeped out from within as a thin haze. Tankards clinking against one another the lesser known guys in the crew were all about trying to drink roux down the table.

One of the guys approached you from the side with an eager smile beckoning you to join them for the manpower.

"No, cmon you know its impossible to outdrink him."

"Who cares just come." He patted you on the shoulder pickingn you up between your armpits your whole entire body picked up like a long snake you got up from your seat finally, chair squeeking behind as you approached the rowdy bunch greeted by cheers and howls you greeted everyone getting a tankard from within the middle of the table.

Roux was tough compettition but that didnt stop you from the growing pride inside you to atleast try. Pehaps it was just because everyone was cheering as you gulped down the whole tankard, beer spilling from the corners of your mouth everyone cheered, you could feel your body tickle from the inside as it absorbed the alcohol slowly.

You grabbed another taking your time as eyes werent on you as much as they before, everyone was having a good time and you couldnt be more in element right now.

With pursed lips you pulled away from the large wooden tankard swallowing down the last sip for now.

"Excuse me for a bit, i need a smoke."

They all smiled quickly enjoying their banter, you walked away checking your pockets, nothing.

"Damn." you thought to yourself patting each pocket down not only were you out but every shop around was closed.

You started wondering who in the crew smoked. Not many of them did which left you out further and dryer than before. And just as you remembered there was one man always caught with a smoke nearby.

"First mate!" you used his formal title with a smile all too buzzed, his head turned to you with a small smile he had just stricken a cigarette for himself, he cracked the match in his palms looking up at your drunkenly flushed face.

"What is it dear?" He was always a man of compliments and you couldnt hide the smile that creeped on your face from the endearment.

"Could i borrow a cig? i ran dry." you noticed that theres a seat free by his table, your legs making way to rest a little he opened up the tightly folded box of neatly lined cigarettes passing it to you.

"Here." he spoke softly noticing the haze in your eyes and the droopy smile on your lips as you sobered up near his presence.

Your body perked up at the extended box you grabbed one out of the pack and put it between your fingers.

He was fast, before you even had a chance to ask for a light he had sticken the flint on his lighter your chest tingling a little at his subtle apporaches.

"Thank you~" you cooed meeting his gaze as you lowered yourself to the flame to catch fire to the tip of the smoke.  

Smoke puffed from within your mouth as you finally got the thing to light, the first mate didnt take off his eyes from you not even for a second as you sat back into the chair crossing your legs as you enjoyed the smoke.

"What is it?" you asked patiently noticing his lingering gaze over you.

"First time ive actually seen you smoking is all. I know you do, just never 'seen it."

You puffed out a strand of smoke a small smirk creasing up your face.

"Really? I shoulda went to you sooner for spares." you sighed a little.

He picked up the beer infornt of him placing in by his lips to conceal a little knowing smile.

"That you should have. It aint pretty to see you walking in the guys' dorms late at night, leaves the wrong impression."

You choked a little on your own saliva face blushing in embarrasment as you tried to explain it.

"But what do you mean 'it aint pretty to see me walking in the guys dorms?' "

You tapped out the cigarette moving closer to the table.

"What i meant is i dont like seeing you going places you shouldnt." his lips glimmered from the booze, he looked at you sternly his voice was coarse, unusual from its smooth warmness.

Your whole body alerted at the change of atmosphere around you your legs squeezed tighter under the table you hid the emotion of amusement behind intrigued eyes.

"Then where do i go?" you asked hoping to hear the words that played in your mind.

"You come to me." He was straightforward wasting no time to let you know who should be the man you go to in time of need.

He leaned closer on the table one arm reaching with his fingertips to cup your chin in his large hands you puckered your lips for only a split second at the touch of him reminding yourself that hes only offering temporary relief in terms of cigarettes, and yet the way he looked at you meant two different things, that slow burning gaze as his eyes took you in little by little, dropping to your lips and back to your eyes he made no moves on you only admiring from afar you wished so much that he would come closer.

"Dont forget it, okay?" his thumb stroked over your bottom lip gently pulling it away until it landed back in place this time there was no way to hide the emotions you felt inside, you didnt care if he saw you biting your lip as the lustful smile took over you, you wanted him to see that.

You nodded slowly keeping your gaze on him he smiled with a little twist to his scowl he pulled his hand away having gotten your confirmation.

The drinking went on for the entire night that day half of the crew fell asleep right there in the pub and those who still had the strenght in their legs made ways back to the ship to crash.

You however laid in bed staring at the celing laughing every now and the bizzarrity of the situation

The vice Capitan never seemed to show any interest in people of his own crew he usually kept it strict to sleep with only women that approached him, the ones that were dying to know how rough a pirate actually is. How they’d treat a woman in need for something new in their life’s. This side you never saw of your dear vice captain.

You sobered up a little in your bed hand caressing your stomach for some comfort as you wondered about it yourself.

A groan fell from your lips at the thought of the way he treated you tonight. He showed none of the hidden distain in his face when he spoke to you. Only care and protection to your safety at the thought of you wandering into the men’s dorms asking for smokes.

“How ridiculous..” you whispered aloud as you shuffled up from the bed legs tangled against each other between your steps you made way to the farthest corner into hall. Shanks’ cabin was the door in the very end so naturally Ben’s would be to the side.

With a few knocks hoping you didn’t disturb anything you peeked open the door to spot the vice captain laying slumped on the side of the bed, legs covered still in his black boots he seemed out of it pretty good.

“Beck?” You whispered coming into the room sitting on the side of the bed besides him, his salt pepper hair fallen a little over his face you sighed as you laid back on his bed with a loud poof.

You watched the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed smiling to yourself at the peaceful sight before you.

He could feel the shift of weight on his bed, he was well aware that he hadn’t invited someone in so it could have been one of the guys mistaking their bunks for his.

“Out.” He spoke all of a sudden making your heart race as you laid before him, his eyes opened slowly to the sight of your back before his eyes as you sat up.

He smacked away dry feeling in his mouth raising up on the bed just about as you were to get up from his bed.

He was still buzzed from all the drinking so the weight he put in his arm was stronger than you could have ever expected, his hand came quickly lacing over your waist as he pulled you back into the bed a surprised chuckle leaving your drunken mind as you rested your hands over his. The large scar on his forearm leaving a dip in his skin you absently stroked it not even noticing that it was there until he mumbled something, cheek resting on the covers of his bed he was lazily fighting the urge to fall back asleep.

He pulled you in slowly as he crawled his way deeper into the bed.

Black boots on the edge of the bed he flicked them off one by one with a loud thud.

He rested his head over yours the palm of his hand warming the side of your hips you could only take in the intoxicating scent from his cologne.

Deep and peppery.

your hand shyly rested between his chest until he took it to lace it around his Broad waist. He sighed taking a deep breath he was staring to lose the drunkenness inside of him.

“What are you here for?” He mumbled before your head, his voice roaring gently in his chest as he spoke.

“I thought to come for a smoke at first, but now that I think of it I don’t even want one..” you laughed pulling away from him a little.

“Then you came for me.” He was sly and sure of his response making you rethink every word you were about to say.

“..” only silence came from you as you looked him eye to eye waiting for him to open his.

The moment he did you leaned to press your lips to his, unsure wether it was the  alcohol talking or the heat of the moment but it felt right to do this.

His brows furrowed for a second as he groaned into the kiss he pulled his palm from under you, thumb resting before your ear his hand on the side of your neck as he pulled your lips closer to him with a satisfied exhale.

It was pleasant to feel his lips over yours, warm and supple though a little dry you made sure to change that as you gently cupped his lips with your own.

Softly exchanging drunken kisses was in neither of your bucket-lists for the night but he was enjoying this all too much.

Benn’s tongue prodded lightly between kisses softly brushing against the split between your own, you gently rolled your hips against his. His other hand came snaking between your waist to your ass, squeezing tightly as he pressed you flush against his hips. The growing warmth of his skin behind loose clothes made you feel the outline of his erection quickly growing in size you caught his lips with your own gently biting down in a small pull, his eyes followed the sight.

“Fiesty aren’t you?” He smiled closing in the distance between you two, his tongue lightly brushing against the backside of your teeth as you opened your mouth a little more for him.

“A little..” you breathlessly admitted, missing his touch the second he pulled away to take off his shirt.

Though the room was dim you could barely notice the small chizzle of his chest, Broad and laced with scars long and sharp you sucked in a breath of air as he leaned over you. His hips resting over the middle of your thigh, the warm indent of his cock brushing gently against it, your hands laced around his neck as he placed a quick peck to your lips.

His fingers slipped under your shirt as he slowly prodded it upwards your body making your back arch once it hit your waist. His hands burned slowly against your flesh, each motion tickling and making the blush on your face rise higher you scooped your hands away from his neck allowing him to take away your shirt.

Bare chested under him he moved to rest his head between your breasts placing supple kisses on each mound he gently cupped each one with his hands. Eyes meeting yours as he kissed over your nipples with a light suckle at the ends he watched as you smirked brushing away the hair aside from his face as he moved lower on your chest placing quick kisses until he met the hem of your pants.

He looked back up at you and the blissful smile on your face.

“You sure?” He asked watching you bite your lip with a small nod.

He shrugged his head to the side a little.

“That won’t do sweetheart, use words..” he was gentle with the way he spoke kissing down the squishy part of your stomach as his nose brushed against softness of it.

“I’m sure, take ‘em off.” You mouthed feeling him clasp his hands behind the hems of your pants he pulled them off softly, watching as pale skin uncovered itself under his movements he made sure to pull off the underwear as-well.

He kissed the inside of your thighs before he moved them off completely leaving you with a quick hitched breath as his feverish touch left you.

He moved down the side of the bed standing up before you he undid his pants sliding them off his legs you drank in the sight before you, the flex of his pecks in the dim light of the room, the muscled abs he usually hid behind loose shirts, god he was attractive..

He climbed over you slowly stopping when he reached your plush cunt placing a deep kiss his lips perked in a small smirk as you bucked you hips against his mouth. He climbed over fully snaking one hand behind your back he welcomed himself in your embrace as he laid sideways pulling one of your legs around his hips he let the other hug him under his shared weight.

Beckmann licked his fingers quickly as he placed a smooth kiss over your lips his hand under your thigh he pumped his cock slowly lubing it up with his saliva.

“Tell me if it’s too much..” he whispered against your ear as he lined himself up against you, he took note of the warm wetness all around your entrance, his cock shlicking between your folds he guided the tip inside allowing you to get adjusted to his size.

With a delicious moan your head fell back a little in his embrace, he moved to kiss your neck with slow burning kisses, tongue tracing gentle licks against your throat you could feel the warm stretch that his cock made inside of you.

Your moved back in a comfortable position feeling him grope on your chest as he sucked on your nipple, clean shaven face tickling the skin with little bumps of prodding hair you giggled with soft amusement of how gentle he was with you.

You squeezed his waist with your legs pushing him deeper inside you, he groaned against your chest feeling the pooling warmth overwhelm him.

He began thrusting gently enjoying as slow moans fell from your lips with all the love and desire in the world, he felt so good, stretching the insides of your walls with his cock, you could feel each thrust, the vein on his cock as he pulled back and forth, his tip stroking and stretching against you as he collided his hips with yours.

Soft moans filled the room that smelt like drunken bliss, the sheets swishing under your constant movement as he seethed inside of you.

“Mhmmm~” you moaned deeply as his hands cupped your ass, squeezing and massing the side of your thigh the more he kept buckling.

His pace fastened every now and then as you mewled out for him the sound of his cock dragging with your juices all of over his cock numbed together with the dissipating feeling of the alcohol that he couldn’t even feel anymore, he was so lost in the moment of pleasure, lost in the way you clenched around him, hungry for the way you moaned his name.

His hand moved to the small of your back as he pulled you flush against his chest picking up his pace as lewd moans fell from your mouth.

“ C’mere..” he grunted pulling your lips against his he thrusted faster holding you closely as your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Your moans spilled inside his mouth, the pleasure filled your mind faster than you could even begin to imagine, the sides of your eyes began to feel blurry as his pelvic bone massaged your clit.

Your eyes rolled back, mouth drooping open in pleasure as he continued push deeper inside of you chasing his own high.

“Fuckk, Beck..” you whimpered feeling the hot flutter take over inside of you, hot pants  of his breath tickling the skin over your chest as low groans fell from his mouth he muttered low praises feeling the waves of your climax he slowed down with deep huffs of breath, pumping himself slowly into you as he enjoyed the waft of his own climax washing over him. Warm spurts of cum filled the insides off your walls trickling down the sides of his shaft as he slowly stroked inside of you riding out your highs. He pressed his hand on the end of your back pushing you against him lovingly as he filled you up with him cum, peppering slow kisses across your collarbones as you arched your head to allow him better access to you.

“Fuck, you’re good..” you chuckled moving to cup his face to plant a sweet kiss which he reciprocated with slight desperation, trying to enjoy more and more of you before the night ended.

He took pride in having you, knowing that he’s the only one on the ship to have you to himself he wouldn’t allow a soul to make eyes at you after this.

He pulled out watching keenly as globs of cum slipped out of your cunt and onto his sheets he laid you on your back and slipped between your thighs to clean off the mess he had made. Your hips buckled each time he slurped between hooded eyes, a deep hunger sitting within them as he watched over you, the way your legs shivered under his touch, the pretty smile on your face as you looked at him between your thighs playing with your nipples playfully he pulled back with a last squelching kiss to your heat he laid beside you ushering you in his embrace as he pulled a cover over you. Hand resting over his chest tracing small circles you looked up at him.

His hand warmly stroking the side of your shoulder as you both grazed in the soft sex afterglow. His greyish blue eyes almost seemed dark in the light of the room.

“What’s on your mind?” He reached over the side of the bed to grab a quick smoke never leaving you from his embrace.

You were silent for a second trying to find the words to lay down the reason behind those mindful eyes.

“Correct me if I’m wrong but they way you acted tonight was different.” You whispered silently watching the smile on his face as he puffed a smoke from his lips. He moved to kiss the top of your head that dumb look in your eyes was his poison honestly.

He took a long breath, how does he even begin this?

He hummed leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, the linger of tobacco seeped into your mouth slowly.

“I do fancy you if that’s what you wanted to know. We did kind of skip a few steps by doing this though.” He looked down onto the sheets causing an embarrassed blush to spread across your face.

He took your hand in his bringing it to his lips he spoke.

“What do you say we take a little day off from the guys? Just you and me, around the town..” he smiled a little a bit expectant for your answer.

You smiled resting back onto his chest with a relieved sigh. “Sounds nice..” you played with his hand comparing it to the size of your own the soft strokes of his thumb softening the mood between you even more.

[nekassvariigs]

Hello! I was wondering if you could write for sanji and mihawk if reader got sick, how would they take care of them?? Thank you and have a fantastic day! :)

Hello hellou, hope you enjoy, I may have indulged a little in conversation with the Mihawk part but I liked it too much to not include it.

Sanji

He’s a big sweetheart about it, the second he sees you wiping away snot from your nose you’ve caught his attention dead on, he’d walk up to you with a box of tissues asking if you want anything warm to drink, something to make you feel better.

As you finish blowing your nose he waits patiently with a small bit a little worried smile on his face.

“Could you get Chopper for me really quick?” You speak up throwing the tissue in the trash as you sit back inside the kitchen, he’s out faster than you can notice bringing back a very serious looking little reindeer fully committed to his doctors role he’d do a quick checkup on you.

All the while Sanji lingers over you shoulder, listening closely what Chopper is telling you, the restrictions you should take, the medication you should drink. Sanji writes it in the back of his head. His hands are a little jittery as he listens, he knows it’s nothing bad but just really wants to make it better as fast as possible.

Already quick to be behind the counter he’s setting the kettle and getting ready some tea for you to ease out the sickness.

He approaches you setting down a cup and a small kettle full of hot water he places a hand in your forehead feeling the fever that takes over you little by little.

“You’re burning up now aren’t you?” He looks serious, brows laced in concern he watches as you pour yourself a cup your eyes meeting his lazily you chuckle. “A bit, yeah..”

“Let’s get you to your room then.” He’d smile picking up the cup and small kettle that you were about to raise to your lips. You looked at him with small protest.

“It’s not that bad Sanji, I’m fine really.” You try reaching for the cup he moves away from your grasp gracefully telling you to stop being stubborn he offers you his free hand to take, you’re not really gonna get out from his unless you complied with him.

You sigh with a small smile letting him have his victory. He guides you to your room waiting patiently as you slip under covers he pulls a small coffee table by the side of your bed to put down the basic necessities. Choppers prescribed medicine, tissues, the tea he made you he excused himself politely letting you enjoy the beverage he made for you. It was delicious floral and light definitely a home remedy.

You watch as he slips back inside the room a few books by his side he dabs out the cigarette before approaching you, can’t smoke near someone who’s not feeling well now can he?

“I asked Robin for these, hopefully they’ll keep you busy while I’m gone..” he lingered on the books watching as you perked up in a smile from his attentiveness.

“You’re acting like I can’t just come back to the kitchen to see you.” You chuckle taking his hand in yours he looks a little dumbfounded. “I guess I over exaggerated it a little.”

Much as he’s busy supporting the crew with delicious meals, he’s definitely working overtime to come by your room with hot healthy dishes small snacks and a ton of questions wether you’re feeling better or not.

He’s gentler with you much to his expectations to how a man should treat a lady, he makes sure you’ve got every need covered, he’s like a personal nurse to be honest.

Puffing up pillows sitting by the bedside to talk and share sweet moments, he’s always there even if busy.

Before the day ends he goes in to check on you seeing you comfortably asleep with the book he got for you over your lap. He smiles fondly walking in to put the book aside tuck you in warm covers and kiss your cheek.

It’ll take time before you’re feeling better but he’ll be there every step of the way.

Mihawk

He doesn’t notice at first to be honest he’s much too preoccupied doing his own thing, reading a book, doing garden work this man is busy.

He only notices when he sees you midday stepping inside the so called living room of his castle, your face covered in an odd blush droopy eyes and rather sluggish movements.

“Have you just woken up?” He asks by far the most disrespectful dumb question, your eyes lazily shifting to his with a small eye roll you answer “Gods no, I’m sick.” You move past him starting to gather up things to make yourself a meal.

Why were you that annoyed about it? Everyone gets sick, no need to be sassy about it.

He sighs walking up behind you he grabs away the knife you held in your hands. Hand lingering over yours he noticed how hot your body feels compared to his own. “Have you taken anything for that fever?” You could feel his eyes boring holes in the back of your head. “No.. I ran out of medication..” you admit, the last time you were sick was a long time ago anyway so you didn’t bother to prepare and it seems it caught up to you.

He set down the knife moving to open up a top cabinet on the side of the room he pulled out a rather large box of all sorts of pills and remedies. You wondered why he had so many, and what for even?

“He must be quite the over-preparer.” You thought to yourself giggling, watching him hesitate a little he finally pulled out a small paper box.

“Take these once a day,” he rummaged around a little more taking out a homemade cough syrup just in case. “Cough.”

“What?”

“I said cough.” He closes his eyes for a second longer

“Yes I heard that.” You cleared your throat a little embarrassed to be having a sudden checkup right here.

You coughed hiding your mouth behind your hand he listened intently.

“Good, you don’t seem to have any inflammation.” He walked closer to you handing you the medication.

“If anything does develop take that twice a day as-well.” You nod feeling him lift your chin up a little, his dark yellow eyes examining your face he thinks if he should allow you to set the table or to let you rest for the time coming.

“What was with that laugh before?” He asks suddenly.

You can’t help but to be a little embarrassed. “Never thought you’d be so prepared for something like a little cold.”

“You’d be surprised by the things I had to cure whenever those two loudmouths were around..” you looked over his desk a small photo frame of Perona and bandaged up Zoro stood just in the right angle for you to catch a glimpse.

And surprised you were.

He sighed a little pulling away from you, he rolled up his sleeves and began to work his magic on the crops and roots he grew from his garden into a delicious stew, he made no comment of your absent help during this time. Although it was a cold he figured to give you some time off from helping around.

You noticed he didn’t complain as much for the following week while he treated you. He didn’t mind one bit if you came knocking on his door mid night to tell him you’re feeling like absolute hell. He was quick to action asking you questions and gathering a bit of ice to put over your forehead on the notice of your reappearing fever.

It was a little odd being doted on by him, seeing his cold dementor change towards you the moment something happened made you question a little if he really did care for your well being despite his strong will of telling you off every now and then.

He may be quiet and cold but he’s attentive whenever needed be, a silent checkup on you after he’s done with work, a small smile he hides behind his hat at the notice of you coming though his door later down the day feeling much better thanks to his help.

All and all he doesn’t change much about his treatment towards you, he only takes up more duties to himself, cooks and cleans more often in your recovery time, you cant help but to think you should be getting sick more often, after all he doesn’t let you be this lazy so often.

[nekassvariigs]

Sanji x reader

Sweet little nothings

The linger of tabbacco on Sanjis hand as he leans in to cup your face. The waft of strong cigarette smoke lingers heavy in the air although its a soothing reminder of what your lover is like.

What he feels like, how he smells like. You can't help it. The scent isnt the most pleasant thing to be inhaling and yet it makes you a little weak in the knees each time it ever comes close to your nose.

The way he'd brush his hand gently over your cheek, watching over your face with the biggest bedroom eyes hes ever given you as you lean into his supple touch. Nuzzling your head into his palm always sets his heart to skip a beat. He loves when you admire his touch, when you seek comfort in it, it always pleases him knowing that he can reassure you with small gestures like these. He doesnt need to go all out to be appriciated, just a little will do.

A small touch, a light graze over his thumb as you reach to bite over his nail sends his whole body with a light shiver, he sucks it up unable to do anything about it he watches your lips perk up in a sweet smile your tongue brushing under the pad of his thumb you lessen the hold slowly sucking it.

His eyes soften, theres a gentle expression of love and kindess behind those eyes. This teasing is just what he needs after a long day. He needs a reminder that hes seen and desired and in ways more than he can imagine.

The moment you pull your lips away from his digit he swipes it slowly across your lips. Tredging every curve of them his gaze stays deeply rooted into your eyes, theres an all too familiar blush resting on his cheeks. His eyes feel heavy as he strokes your lips, the warmth of them never seems to dissipate even as you exhale those cold breaths that dry of the saliva over his thumb.

He perks up in a smile as your lips peck his thumb he moves it to the side cupping your face fully once more he ushers you closer just a little bit more, his head leaning to the side as he comes closer at you. The slow burn of his lips over yours make it look like hes practiced this a million times and yet this is his first time ever trying this.

"Sanji"

He humms back sweetly wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer coliding your bodies against eachother in a warm embrace.

The way you smile into the kiss tells him everything he ever needs to know, how long it lingers tells him how much you enjoy these suble and gentle caresses over your skin as you move lazily to peck his lips once more.

"I love you."

You pull back just a little just enough to be able to take away the blonde hair that covers his eye, hes always awestruck when you say it. His hands are always burning up as he grips you closer to him, his head resting on your shoulder as he hides his face from you, your fingers slipping between golden locks as you smile kissing his blonde head of hair. A warmth over your neck as he places down a sweet little nothing over it, nothing sounds more beautiful to him than your laugh as he tickles your neck with his subtle.

"I love you too." He says it slowly allowing each word to linger in the air as he guides his hand over your neck gently clasping it in his palm.

[nekassvariigs]

Thunder storms give me so much anxiety can I plz get Zoro comfort during a really bad storm?? Reader tries their best to hide that they’re terribly nervous but my mans can see right through <3 thank you ily

A/n: It's been a long time since i sat down to write something i actually enjoyed. I hope you like it <3

Zoro x reader

Thunder in the seas with a reminder of his childhood

The sea clouded with darkness, large clouds turned the whole sky nearly pitch black as if it was raining ash that day. No amount of sunlight peeked through them only loud bangs of thunder. The type of thunder that rattled the ship and the seas. The one that made your ears feels as if they were about to experiance a shockwave. You hid in your room trying to avoid the noise, trying to keep busy. Not a journal not a book helped to relieve the stress you were feeling, hands meek from the heightened sense of insecurity you stared out into the window. A thing you shouldn't be doing, however seeing the lightning strike you couldnt help but to await the next bang of thunder.

Nami had warned you that clouds have been forming in the sea for a while, the winds had picked up pace so why was it so surprising that there was actual rain and thunder?

The door clanked behind you, shrouded footsteps made their way behind you, Zoro's hands slid down from your shoulder to your hands.

"Dont stare at the sea." He assured speaking in a calm and low manner like he always did.

"Wasn't staring.. Just thinking." You puff a rather large breath. The anticipation of another strike was a little unnerving. Your eyes glimmered with fear that of a lost animal. You looked up at the familiar man smiling shyly to avoid any suspicion of your fear for the weather.

He smirked, he's not stupid. Youre barley holding his hand and even if you are, its so cold and boneless.

"Im gonna catch a nap, wanna join?" he retorted ignoring the issue just a little. Anything to find a distraction for you.

"I dont think ill be able to sleep Zoro." You watched as he slid off his boots laying in your shared bed, his hands behind his head he watched out of the small window, the sea looked pitch black almost, you couldnt even see the waves Sunny left behind.

"Doesn't matter just come." He waved you over.

You sighed. When hes set on something he'll stick to it.

You sat next to him in bed feeling the shift of his weight dip into the matress as his head landed over your shoulder he spoke lazily, voice a little choaked from the position.

"Youre afraid arent you?"

You stiffened up at the words your toes curling in your boots were the only indication that he saw through you.

"A little. It's only thunder." You laughed it off as a joke and yet the second you heard the sky roaring your eyes darted to the small window. The room shook a little. The new world really had some strangley strong weather.

"I was afraid of thunder as a kid. I remember my teacher telling me i used to cry the whole night if it ever thundered." He admitted calmly his hand reaching around your chest to your other shoulder he pushed you back on the bed.

Your head landed on the side of his torso, his steady breathing unnoticably calming your nerves a little bit.

"He had to start wearing ear muffs during late summer, apparantley i was the loudest crier he had ever heard." He scratched his cheek shrugging his shoulders a little bit.

"Did you grow out of it?" You asked even though the way he relaxed on your shared bed spoke for itself.

"More than id like to admit. Sometimes it still surprises me. Today's is a little harsh." He looks over at you and then out of the window once more. Sky is still dark as ever, The Sunnys creaking under the uneven waves of the sea, the whole floor sways lightly under the shackles of it.

"Thats what we get for going out to the New world, huh?" You steady yourself upwards only to rest your read over his chest.

"It's the price we pay for Luffy's dreams." He smiles to himself arm tracing soothing circles over your back. His hand moves slowly like hes thinking over each swipe of his fingers.

His heart beat is slow and steady, roaring in his chest is only the sound of pure calm. You listen in the steady thumps keep pushing up against your cheek with each beat eliminating the sound of thunder as you lose your sense of hearing anything but his heartbeat.

His eyes close, and yet his hand still draws lazy circles over your back, he shifts a little forward placing an unusual kiss on your hair as he continues.

"I don't think it'll stop anytime soon." He speaks softly the gravel in his tone is unparred.

"We could sleep it off if that's the case." You chuckle, theres no way Luffy wouldnt come barging it at the slightest hint of hard rain exclaiming hes all soaked in the rain.

Zoros free hand moves to take out each katana out of their signature spot, he lays them besides the bed staring up into the celing.

A big yawn echoes in the room causing you to yawn aswell. Whats with that coincidental mimmickery?

"I can't picture you crying over thunder." you speak up resting a hand over his chest just before your face.

"I can. The way my teacher said, it was the most annoying thing hes ever had to hear for hours. I imagine he started telling me that thunders nothing to be afraid soon after i ruined his ears." He chuckled with a puff of breath, stifling another yawn, the circling on your back seemed to pause, coming back for a few seconds and then dissapearing once more.

He was fighting his sleep to make sure you felt alright.

"Sleep mosshead, im alright." You throw a joking nickname watching as his hand rests on the small of your back his brows furrow.

He says nothing only the sound of slow breathing fills the air his brows unfurrow lightly as you pick up your head to check on him.

"Thank you." You whisper drawing lazy circles over his chest, the thunder roars outside but it cant get inside this room anymore. His presence seems to be enough to calm down the fear that tends to set on your skin. A little noise won't do much if he's there with you.

[nekassvariigs]

They'd never say it to eachothers faces but they admire eachothers strenght （＾∇＾）

[nekassvariigs]

Hi dear! may i request ace x a reader who has self harm scars headcanons? The reader is in a pretty good headspace, but still has a shit ton of scars that they usually hide because they’re just too lazy to explain. feel free to ignore this ask if you’re not comfortable writing it!

Hi darlin, i lowkey love this request and theres no need to shy away from it either!

Ace x reader who has SH scars.

CW: for those who don't want to read about it dont.

Hes noticed them for a while actually. As much as youd hide them, there were times you couldnt be bothered to do so anymore, either a hot day, or just after a shower the sleeves of your shirt were way shorter than usual.

He had his little moment as he looked at them, he actually zoned out for a bit reminding himself of what sorts of things he tried to do whilst he was freshly under Whitebeards hands.

His expression is soft and understanding, he knows theres things that can't be taken away, a little pain used to go a long way for him aswell.

He sighs snapping back to reality, he choses more to avoid asking about it, if the time came you'd tell him right?

However that doesnt stop his lingering gaze at times whenever you do show them, its always a constant reminder to him that youve fought against yourself, and hes deeply proud of you because of it.

Ace knows when someones not being themselves, when theyre avoiding him or holding back something. But seeing as you act freely around him, showing yourself and your personality to its fullest he knows youre doing well and has no need to worry for you.

Although since the time he's seen your scars he can't help but to pop up in your room every now and then with some food trying to enjoy your company a little more since both of you have hidden secrets.

His attitude towards you doesnt change, nothing would suck harder than to treat you like youre weak, he knows this himself.

He appricites you the way you are the scars on your hands are merely an indicator that youve went through a rough patch.

If he brings up the topic he doesnt expect for you to answer, however if you do the look on his face never falters, he keeps up his smile although his eyes are serious and focused on your words.

He understand that its a hassle to tell everyone about them, and even then its not like you owe them the explanation. But being close with Ace the way you were you decided to indulge his curiosity once.

After that time he never asks a single question, he knows all there is to know, and has no need to dig further into a past willed with worms.

[nekassvariigs]

can i get a ace x reader headcanons where the reader is selectively mute? they rarely speak, but it doesn’t stop them from doing things

Ace with a selectivley mute reader!

When you first meet him, he thinks youre messing with him big time, you write on pages and gesture with your hands hoping hed understand what youre conveying.

Youre lucky he learned some manners otherwise he'd be like Luffy whod make fun at first and then consider what hes doing.

Once he sees you writing down on little pages, be it because of anxiety or personal reasons he's always intrigued by your scribbles often times wandering over to look at the pages what youre writing what youre about to write

Hes actually very impatient thats why he does it

But fear not this Golden boy has a pure heart he takes his time trying to understand you, theres minimal language barrier between the two of you as Ace learns to adapt quickly to his surroundings.

He actually likes when you tap on his shoulder to show him something youve noticed, or tug him by his hand guard, he finds it sweet that youre very much talkative without having the need to use your words.

It gets a little messy once you get into an argument, hes trying to convince you that something is this but in the mean time when youre gesturing to what is actually right he ends up with a shaking leg that he tries to calm down wishing youd just blurt out something.

if theres a time that you'd call his name it'd be after an intense moment in battle where youre either witnessing him fight as you struggle to keep up or needing to watch his back. Hed immidiatley feel his heart sink, the moment of battle would grow more serious than ever, he wont be holding anything back trying to ensure your saftey above all else.

He actually starts picking up on your quirks, sometimes even imitating what you do.

You can find alot of quiet moments with him where he calmly sits down listening to what youre gonna show him or sign him.

Hes loud and rambunctious at times so he appriciates having your solidarity with him.

[nekassvariigs]

Benn beckmann x reader

Morning gift

CW: NSFW

You shifted under the white covers, hair brushing against the cotton, it rusled your hair in every direction as you tried to keep quiet.

Your hands seemed so tiny compared to his body, your hand couldnt even cover half of his stomach..

a tingling sensation ran down your spine at the view, you slowly plastered your hands over his lower body gently massaging at his v line to the soft fatty side of his stomach, a low growl came from you as your face softly pressed against the most softest of spots. Your lips brushed lightly against the lower part of his stomach, a tiny hitch could be heard from your rather large partner. You smiled at the reaction, always wanting to please the giant man in his sleep with some warm touches.

a tingling sensation ran down your spine at the view, you slowly plastered your hands over his lower body gently massaging at his v line to the soft fatty side of his stomach, a low growl came from you as your face softly pressed against the most softest of spots. Your lips brushed lightly against the lower part of his stomach, a tiny hitch could be heard from your rather large partner. You smiled at the reaction, always wanting to please the giant man in his sleep with some warm touches.

You peppered slow kisses on his hard yet rather fatty stomach just below his belly button, his abs flexed at the feeling, his cock gently brushing between the curve of your ribs, you loved these sleepy reactions. You suckled a long trail down the middle of his soft skin, grey hairs tickling your lips as you kissed over his happy trail. He stirred in his sleep a readjusting the pressure that kept grinding against his cock, his hips moved slightly lower giving you more space to worship his muscular body.

"Mmm~" you moaned against his skin, your hot breath tickling the hairs on his body. Your lips pummeled to leave a long sloppy kiss on the curve of where his waist lined with his stomach. "Youre so pretty Beck~" you rolled your tongue around the deep crevice there feeling the heat rise above your stomach from his erection.

"Such a well trained body, i just have to admire it~" you whispered against his skin as you switched to the other side, fingers lightly brushing though the coarse hairs in the middle of his stomach. "So well kept~" you kissed the same crevice on the other side a string of drool cooling on his skin as you pulled away giving equal attention to his muscular frame. Your hands dragged lazily through his sides, feeling each muscle under your fingertips.

You gently squeezed as you kissed further over his abs, your tongue laying warm hot tingling sensations over him.

His hips rutted against you once more, strong hips lifing you in the air a little as he pushed his cock against you.

"Aren't you enjoying this huh?" You pulled away from his frame watching the tent in his boxers grow larger, the tip poking through the elastics from your actions.

"What a pretty color~" your mouth watered at the sight of his pink tip. You pushed your bodyweight back on to it feeling the hot twitch under you.

You rubbed your body over his, a shaky breath coming from your lover.

You could hear the uneven stutter in his breath which made you all the more curious if he was awake. You licked a slow trail over from the start of his abdomen all the way up his navel. The sheet flew over from your head, Beckmans watchful gaze adoring the show you put on for him.

"Mornin Beck." you pecked his abs watching him smile lazily. He gently thrusted his hips against the curve of your chest, his tip poking out further from his briefs, right between your clothed breasts.

"You look so good like this you have no idea."

You swirled a finger over the fleshy skin, the hottest groan lowly falling from his lips at the satifying touch.

"Fuck.." he breathed, chest rising over his handsome face.

"I wanna take this off so badly." you trailed your finger over the elastic, slightly pulling as it popped back on his shaft. With a heavy groan his hips stuttered from the sensation.

You kissed his stomach once again your eyes connecting with his through sweet kisses.

It drove him mad, the sensless touching all over his body as he was made to watch, unable to participate, only allowing the knot in his stomach twist further. It was odd being on the recieving end, feeling so much and being able to do so little it left him uneasy.

with a hearty humm you licked the tip of his shaft Becks eye's narrowed at the feeling, his mouth slightly ajar as he felt your warm tongue over him.

You cupped the tip in your mouth the warm sensation churrning in his stomach, his legs flexed under you showing how much he was waiting for something more.

There was a bashful blush covering his face, his eyes focused on your work, he trailed his hands over his abs for a way to feel more.

"Show me more of that pretty face" he breathed watching your plump lips suck harder on his tip.

he rutted against you slowly inching more of himself in your mouth.

You pulled his briefs down further parting them from his lenght.

You moved back to kiss along his chest leaving small kisses and weak bites while stroking him.

He was in bliss really, his head fell back, hand gently tugging at the sheets as you fastended your pace, the growing stimulation built in his stomach left it to be a weak spot for you to explore.

"You're doin' so good, fuck." he panted, his praise made you feel weak inside.

You cupped the edge of his tip between your fingers with enough force to make it as pleasurable as possible, you did fast yet heavy strokes, fingers slipping over the mushroom head, his eyes kept wavering between closed and open, unable to stay concentrated with the ways you stroked him.

You kept guiding your hand through his lenght watching precum dripping out of the tip, you smeared it all over your hand continuing to drive him closer to this edge.

His occasional moans were by far the prettiest sounds you ever heard from him. The faulty way hed slick back his hair while his legs twiched, fuck he looked heavenly.

You licked over his happy trail once more watching his eyes shake between a state of conciousness and bliss, your mouth moved lower to press teasing kisses until you reached his lenght dripping down some saliva over it,

The odd mixture of cold and hot on him made him call out for you huskily, he really did sound breathtaking once beaing taken care of.

His hips relaxed starting to spur under you, thick strands of cum fell down his lenght as you guided him through the bliss , his hearty groans echoed in the room for only you to hear.

You leaned forward with a happy smile on your face licking all of his seed off of him while he regained composure.

"Get your ass over here, what got into to you?" he paced gently, his breaths steadying.

"I just wanted to give you a little morning gift, im hoping you liked it?"

His answer was a deep kiss, his tongue clashing agaisnt yours he could still taste himself on you. He smiled in the kiss cupping your face, he pressed further switching you to be straddled by him.

He sure as hell liked it.

[nekassvariigs]

Zoro x reader

A/n : Don't underrestimate the power a sublte has *thumbs up with a blushing face*

CW: NSFW, Hickeys,Biting, Creampie.

He walked into the room from his training, sweat glistening all over his body as he took a sip of his water. Your eyes met his, there was something a little different about him the past few days and now you could finally notice what.

He looked startled at the way you stared at him. "What?" He hadn't really payed attention to his beard or hair for a little so he subconciously ran a hand over his jaw feeling the light tickle of the hairs.

He looked startled at the way you stared at him. "What?" He hadn't really payed attention to his beard or hair for a little so he subconciously ran a hand over his jaw feeling the light tickle of the hairs.

He looked startled at the way you stared at him. "What?" He hadn't really payed attention to his beard or hair for a little so he subconciously ran a hand over his jaw feeling the light tickle of the hairs.

It clicked.

"Oh this? I'm going to shave it in a bit don't worry." He kept stroking his jaw his mouth a little ajar he looked at you.

The look on your face as you jumped over the sofa, grabbing his face in your hands as you examined the man was something he never has seen you do. Your eyes sparkled with little lights all over them, a surprised blush lightly flicking over your face.

"Shave it!? Why?!" You released his face holding him by the chin you looked at how well it fit the young man.

"What do you mean why? I don't like it, it gets in the way when im training." He furrowed his brows eyes looking down into yours.

"Do it laterr!!" You whined stepping back, the tickling feeling over your hands as the tiny hairs left it was unusually pleasant, it added to his already dashing looks well, you could say he looked sexier, more mature.

You bit your lip a little your hands stimming mid air you hopped in place. "You look so handsome!"

He was a little startled, his eye was open a little wider he questioned what he just heard.

"Me?"

"You, yess! you look so masculine!" you couldnt stop examining his face, he looked like a badass movie star.

The flush over his cheeks brightened ,highly apparent, he wasn't expecting this reaction from you at all. You were so used to seeing him well kept and shaved, he never seemed to miss a day of keeping himself in touch. So having this sight infront of you looked like a golden oppertunity.

He looked at you with a slight smirk his face leaned down to your level, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Does it make you nervous?" his lips tugged to his sides before a small smile popped up enhancing his features even more.

You felt like youre about to pop, yes! absolutley, he did make you feel nervous to be looked at.

You hid your face behind your hands swaying lightly side to side to cover the fangirling blush you held on your face.

He leaned his head to the side a brow quirked up, he had a little fun idea.

He reached to grab your hands, the feeling making you stop in place. Oh this totally felt like a romance movie scene. You peeked through your fingers at him, his handsome face was a little too much especially this close.

His hands gently moved up to your wrists, a pleasant shiver running down your spine as he took your hands away from your face. He chuckled noticing the huge dopey grin all over your face, your heart was beating out of your chest.

He slowly leaned in, his subtle gently scratching agaisnt your cheeks you held in a breath from the feeling of his lips colliding with yours, he was so sweet holding your hands gently before he moved to wrap his arm under your thigh hoisting it up you felt compleatley helpless against him.

You mewled into the kiss holding onto his arms, your brain was running a million miles an hour.

You didn't want him to stop, this was the golden moment.

He lightly pulled away as he bit your lower lip it popped back with a little pop. You couldnt hide the overwhelming feelings for him.

His hand trailed up your thigh,large calloused hands holding smoothly against your ass.

"Do you want more?" He looked so charming, the way his head tilted to the side a little the coy little smirk on his face as you held onto him, your leg wrapping around his to support your balance.

You were so excited, your body felt every motion he did over your body. The way his biceps buldged under your arms, you could feel the thick vein right on the very side.

God what was he doing to you..

"Y-yes.." your breath quivered a little feeling him gently squueze your ass. He was awfully bold today because of your complments.

He leaned down into the crook of your neck, the bristling feeling of his beard tickling your neck made you shiver a little as you felt a pooling hotness onto your skin. He placed a deep kiss over your neck exhaling with a little frustrated groan he kissed higher unable to stop.

You bit your lip feeling him run his mouth higher over your neck, your head feel back a little from these heated touches each time he closed in on your skin the feeling of his beard remained persistant.

You tugged on his hair lightly noticing how he kissed into your neck a little harder.

You shuddered feeling the clasp of his teeth on your skin, he pulled gently making sure not to hurt you too much, his lips parted slightly as he ran out of skin. The cold feeling of his face leaving your neck quickly dissapeared as he moved to take a large chuck of flesh in his mouth, his lips felt so heavy against your skin you couldnt help but to moan at the sensation, the feeling of heavy suckles he left against your skin made your hips sway against his own in a pleading manner.

He smirked against your neck, the gentle sensation of his beard tickling the sensitive skin added onto the growing need for the swordsman.

He pulled away leaving your head spinning from these perverted actions.

Zoro's hands moved to cup your ass he whispered lightly in your ear "Jump." his voice sounded deeper, more gravely and needy, fuck it was so hot.

You complied with him, legs straddling his waist your arms laced around his nape.

With baited breath you felt him occupy the other side of your neck, his lips leaving deep comforting kisses against your skin as he walked back to his room.

You smirked, your eyes hooded as you gazed over to the room you were leaving, with a slighter bang he kicked open the door, quickly entering before he sank his teeth in your skin once more.

You gasped at the feeling holding yourself closer to him, your fingers ran up his neck holding his head flush against you, you could feel the hot slow exhales coming from his nose, he panted heavily, hips bucking against your clothed core before he moved to set you down on his bed.

He straddled over you one of his legs between your thighs. His arms improsoned you on each side as he hovered over you, the hungry look in his eyes was unmistakable, slow heavy breaths hitting your face as he looked over you with deep longing.

Your eyes glossed over his face, hands runnings around his shoulders to cup his cheeks, you pulled him in for a much needed kiss, one of his arms falling so he stood on his elbow.

He groaned into the kiss, slightly pulling back he kissed the very corner of your lips, his beard tickling your skin. You panted before guiding him hungrily back to you, your hips rutting against his leg, you cupped his face closer to yours deepening the kiss more.

He swiped his tongue against your lips asking for your premmision, you parted your mouth lightly welcoming him, your tongues colliding smoothly against eachother you moaned, brushing your hand through his hair.

He smirked into the kiss before pulling away, his hands found their way onto the bottom of your shirt. You arched your back allowing the shirt to slip off of you flawlessly, he threw it across the bed his head dipping into the crevice of your chest, he placed breathless kisses all over ,down to your stomach.

He panted heavily, the bulge in his pants fairly prominent he shot you a glance, your eyes wandered over his body before they landed onto his crotch, the smug smile on your lips as you leaned in to palm his erection twisted his stomach a little.

His hips bucked against the feeling of your hand he watched carefully as you unzipped his pants his cock twitching at the freeing feeling.

You smirked, hand trailing over his abs until it stopped at the peak of his chest, your head resting by the crook of his neck, you pressed a warm kiss, your free hand moved to slip under his boxers. You watched as his head fell back from feeling your soft hands on his cock.

He groaned holding onto your hips tightly, his hands nudgled at the hem of your pants tugging them down to expose your body further.

Your ass in view he couldnt hold back but to slap it, the sound echoed in the room pleasantly as your hips stuttered forth, a surprised moan falling under his ears, it made him twitch in your hand.

"Zoro.." you sighed pleasantly under his ear you pulled back, shimmiying your pants off of you, he followed suite quickly.

He pounced at you, lips crashing against yours he wasted no time to splay your legs a little wider with his hips.

You could feel the hotness near your core as he slowly thusted against you, gentle moans falling down from your lips as he kept teasing you with his cock.

"I want you.. please.." You whispered against his lips feeling how his hand guided his cock to your entrance.

He smirked feeling how wet you are for him, his tip kept brushing against your clit, making your hips spasm lightly at the feeling.

He pulled away from the kiss, his dark eyes looking at you with a burning heat.

"So wet for me already.." Zoro smirked shamelessly, flicking the tip of his cock against your clit watching as you held back a moan by biting your lips.

He pressed his tip against your entrance, feeling how you pulsed around it. It made him proud seeing how much you wanted him like this.

He guided the tip inside, welcoming the warm feeling that clashed around his cock, you moaned pleasantly at the feeling watching how his chest rose with slight stuttered breaths from your warmth.

He pushed deeper, his cock filling your wet walls full of him. A smile tugged at your lips pleasantly, the bulding feeling inside of you felt so good, you wanted more of him..

He hunched over you, biting his lip, you chuckled, it was always sweet how he tried holding back at first.

"Don't laugh.. You're clentching around me.." he panted between breaths, your legs snaked their way around his hips, you held a sultry smile to your lips, eyes softly blinking at him.

He smirked back his dashing smile alone was enough to get you drunk with the feeling.

He watched how his cock kept dissapearing inside of you, soft squelching noises echoing in the room accompanied by sweet little gasps only spurred him on more.

"Fuck." He breathed heavily eyes slightly rolling to the back of his head at the feeling of your heating warmth.

Your hands roamed his body, gently pressing on his chest and abs each time he thusted inside you, the feeling of his cock filling you up with each thrust made a blush appear all over your body.

He pulled back, breaking the hold your legs had on him, he started a more reckless pace, his hips kept slamming into you with more hunger, each time bottoming out inside of your plush walls.

Your head fell into your pillow as you enjoyed the way he focused on you, his eyes never leaving the bounce of your tits, the way your brows scrunched in pleaseure as he brushed past a sweet spot inside you made your legs tremble slightly.

Zoro's hands carresed your thighs, squeezing them every once in a while as he rutted against you, his own voice echoed in the room, his low groans and and pants only filled the desperate need for release inisde you.

You started rolling your hips against his, your hands groping your own chest as you played with the perky buds. A breathless moan fell from Zoro's lips as he watched you, the genlte clentch around him from his moans made him hiss pleasantly as he wrapped your leg over his shoulder. His legs propping your hips a little higher your moans grew a pitch from the new found feeling, each one of his thrusts threw you in a flurry of emotions, your back arched, hands clawing at the sheets as you watched the handsome swordsmans hips sway against your own.

"Right there, fuck." you pleaded watching him smirk at your expression of total bliss, he moved a little closer, tightly holding onto to the leg the threw over his shoulder, he continued to chase the feeling that mumbed out each one of his senses, his mind felt a little blurry as he drunkenly watched you coil in pleasure under him.

You had no idea he was capable of fucking you so well, filling your cunt so blissfully with his cock as it stretched out your walls. The overwhelming churn in your stomach grew as you groped your chest, your body bouncing at each one of his thusts. He held on to your thigh tighter his cock deeply thusting inside of you, he slowed his pace wanting to fill you more and more.

You moaned out his name holding onto the bedsheets as the tip of his cock clashed against your cervix.

He panted heavily, chest rising in uneven strokes, he lowered your leg back on the bed hovering over you once more, his lips came crashing against yours sloppily, his tongue mingled with yours he kept listening to the way your moans slipped out of your mouth, barely able to keep up with his relentless pace.

You held onto his back feeling the way his shoulders flexed as he kept a steady flow, you couldnt hold on much longer, he was far too sweet, felt way too good inside of you.

Your legs trembled heavily as you held onto his sides, looking at him with the most fucked out expression you could ever have on your pretty face.

His head lowered into the crook of your neck his sublte gently scratching against your skin he placed deep yet sloppy kisses, his teeth grazing at the hickey he left before you wrapped your legs around his waist coming undone under him with loud calls for him.

He groaned deeply into the crook of your neck sending low vibrations down your body, the way you pulsed tightly around him made it harder for him to hold on, his breath hitched ever so more as he stopped, biting down on your neck, his hips fell against your own tighter than ever, hot spurts of his cum claiming each crevice inside of your pulsing walls.

He kept slowly rutting against you milking himself for everything he had. He released the hold on your neck, leaving an imprint of his teeth just below the dark hickey from before.

You moaned pleasantly at the sensation releasing your legs from his back your hands gently traced around his sides snaking up to his back you pressed a lazy kiss on Zoro's lips.

"That was amazing.." you smiled biting your lip, the swordsman closed his eyes with a weak smirk as he kissed your lips woth slow genlte pecks.

[nekassvariigs]

Ya'll look someone drew what looks like luffy n buggy at the kids chalkboard at work im sobbing its so cute(im igoring the ace cause thats mine and a rushed job but🥹🥹🥹🥹)

[nekassvariigs]

Back at it again your work makes my heart melt could i ask for the domestic lifestyle master Mihwak basking in the readers presence through their help around his castle, garden work ,cooking, greeting him in the morning etc! I wanna see the silent longing this man can get up to for the readers presence no matter how much he denys it, please and thank you!

Title: Words Are Very Unnecessary

It’s this asker right here, I love them🤲

A/N: WOW THIS ENDED UP REALLY LONG BUT I’M REALLY PROUD OF IT! I went wild with this one. I hope you enjoy it!!

CW: fluff, malewife alert, Mihawk x GN!reader

You stretched your tired muscles, bathing in the morning sun on a balcony of the castle on Kuraigana Island. Mihawk was generous enough to give you a room with a balcony overlooking the shore, and it was a view that you took in every morning to wake yourself up. You smiled to yourself as you gazed at the shore where the man first found you, out cold and washed up from a violent shipwreck at sea. He allowed you to stay on the island until you were better, but neither of you discussed the idea of you leaving since that day.

Taking one last breath of fresh sea-breeze air, you stepped inside, put on a robe, and made your way to the kitchen where Mihawk was already waiting for you, as he did every morning. The scent of fresh coffee and homemade breakfast filled your nostrils, and you sighed happily.

“Breakfast smells great this morning,” you say as you grab a mug and pour yourself some coffee.

Mihawk offered a small smile as he stood in front of the stove flipping pancakes. “And good morning to you too, Y/N.”

You laugh and bid him good morning, gathering what you need to set the table where you two were to share breakfast. You navigated the kitchen around him effortlessly, the two of you moving like clockwork. You had been here so long that you both got used to each other’s mannerisms and habits, and you two eventually fell into routine together. You set the table when he cooked, you washed the dishes while he saved them. It was pretty blissful, at least to you.

Today was no exception to your daily routine, and once breakfast was ready you both sat down and began to eat after you thanked him for the food. It was comfortably silent for a while before Mihawk asked:

“Do you know what today is, Y/N?”

You looked up from your food and shook your head. “I don’t think so.. is it something special?” You started to feel a little guilty if there was something you forgot.

He shrugged. “Depends on how you see it. Today marks eight months that you’ve been here.”

Your fork clattered as you set it down on your plate. You couldn’t believe it had been so long already. “Wow, time sure flies!” you remarked with a slightly awkward laugh.

Mihawk cleared nodded, and cleared his throat in order to continue. “I just wanted to thank you for all of your help since you’ve been here. I really appreciate it.”

“Of course!” you said with a smile. “It’s the least I can do. You saved me.”

It was true. If he hadn’t found you, you maybe be at the bottom of the ocean after your shipwreck. After a few days, you started to feel restless and offered to help him with chores or anything he needed in exchange for your stay, to which he reluctantly agreed. He insisted that you didn’t need to, but it made you feel better about things. It made you really happy to know that he appreciated it.

“You know I don’t mind, Mihawk, I’ll help you anytime.”

The swordsman smiled as he nodded and took another sip of his coffee. He was smiling more lately, you noticed, and you could definitely get used to seeing it. The way his expression softened now and then sent your heart aflutter, and you couldn’t deny your feelings for him any longer. You would never tell him that, though. You were certain he didn’t see you that way. Instead, you settled for this comfortable platonic life with him.

“Well, I just thought I would thank you today of all days,” he said as he’s stood from his chair and began to clear off the table, which you helped him with. Your heart jumper as your hands brushed when he went to grab your mug, and you took the risk of meeting his eyes. He eyes were widened slightly in surprise, but showed no other sign of emotion.

You decided to thank him while you held his gaze. “I appreciate you just as much, you know.”

He didn’t reply, but his small smile was all you needed in order to know that he heard you.

And so the two of you settled into another comfortable silence as you cleaned the table and washed the dishes you two had used. You washed as he dried, as always. Because of your teamwork, the chore was done in no time and you were ready to go your separate ways to tend to your daily routines.

Before you parted, Mihawk faced you. “I’ll be outside if you need me,” he stated, to which you nodded. He would likely be exercising in order to keep up his physique. You expected nothing less from the greatest swordsman.

“Sure thing! I’ll probably do a little dusting before grabbing a book.”

Offering you a quick nod, Mihawk was about to walk away when you stopped him, noticing a crumb on his goatee and brushing it away for him. You then walked off when a kind smile, attending to your own business.

If you had turned around, you would have noticed that the stoic swordsman was a blushing less, because your sweet touch had sent his heart leaping to the moon.

The man mostly avoided you for the rest of the morning since his feelings scared him more than anything. It wasn’t until around noon when you saw him again. You had finished dusting up most of the castle and decided to take a break for lunch. You made a couple of sandwiches and some tea and sat under your favorite willow tree in the garden.

As you were quietly eating, you noticed that Mihawk had come outside and started tending to the garden, pulling weeds and watering the various plants. He always looked so at ease when working in his garden; you could tell it was something he was proud of. You drank your tea as you watched him for a moment, barely able to mask the pure adoration on your face.

Unfortunately, you were caught red handed as you stared. You nearly jumped out of your skin when you suddenly met Mihawk’s eyes from across the garden.

“Would you care to help instead of watch? Or did I interrupt your picnic?” He asked with raised eyebrows and a teasing tone. Flustered, you assured him that he didn’t interrupt anything and skipped over to help him once you finished off your cup of tea. Once he handed you a watering can and directed you where to water, you got to work and fell into a comfortable rhythm.

A silence passed over you, as it usually did when you two worked together, but this one felt more strained than comfortable. It remained for a few moments until Mihawk asked you out of the blue:

“Have you ever thought of leaving, Y/N?”

You blinked in shock as your heart dropped to your feet.

“You can be honest with me,” he said, looking at you with an unreadable expression, a weed half-pulled from the soil in his gloved hand.

“No… I haven’t. Do you want me to?”

The question hung in the air for a moment. Even though you were originally supposed to be here temporarily, neither of you had discussed the idea of you leaving since you arrived. You had honestly avoided the subject, not willing to leave Mihawk’s company that you loved so dearly. What did you have to go back to, anyway? You were just a chore girl on a navy ship, and you didn’t enjoy the job much anyway. You hadn’t had a home in ages, and you felt that this was the closest you would ever have to a real home. You always feared that the day would come where he would no longer need you.

The warlord shook his head as he moved to stand in front of you, taking your hands in his. “No, please don’t misunderstand me. I don’t wish for you to leave. I just don’t want you to think that I am keeping you here against your will. I only want to ensure that you are happy here.”

A wave of relief hit you when you realized you weren’t being kicked out, but you were still rather confused (and not to mention flustered now that he was so close to you, looking at you so seriously as he held your hands in his calloused ones).

“Mihawk, why would you think I’m unhappy? I love my life here, more than I’ve loved anything else. I would trade this life for anything. Please, don’t worry about that!”

He let out a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. “You’ve no idea how relieved that makes me feel. I…” His words got stuck in his throat as he met your eyes again. It would take him ages to admit it, but your sweet and innocent face could bring him to his knees. He may as well be melting into a puddle in your hands. Just looking at you made him so antsy, it was indescribable. Gaining his composure, he finally continued, “I would miss you dearly if you left.”

You could have sworn your heart stopped when his words hit your ears. He was never so open with you in all of your months of chatting and teasing. His voice never felt so genuine, his eyes were never so soft. You suddenly came to a realization that your heart had avoided for months in fear of it breaking, and you found yourself crashing into his arms on the brink of tears.

“Can.. can I tell you something?” you stuttered, feeling that it was now or never.

Mihawk pulled away from you and cupped your cheeks, his face red but painted with an expression so soft you weren’t sure he was the same pirate you knew. “Don’t bother,” he answered. “I don’t think words are necessary.”

His lips met yours for the first time as he snaked an arm around your waist. It was slow at first, and he was so gentle it was as if he was afraid you would break. But you followed the flow, and put every word you ever wanted to tell him into that kiss.

He was right, no words were necessary at all. As always, you would settle into a comfortable silence, telling each other how much the other meant without saying a word.

[nekassvariigs]

Love doesn't go unnoticed

Mihawk x reader

Romantic fluff

For a long time you stood by his side as a friend an ally as he called it, due to his nature he wasn't one to proclaim having friends esspecially those who resided in his castle.

With every step you took overlooking the dark gothic palace you left a trace of yourself behind. The roses that you left on bookshelfs, their petals falling with just a simple touch if he ever attempted to move them, he sighed knowing the fragility these plants held and yet he set them down adding fresh water and nurtrients to make them last longer, to see them bloom, their crimson buds to produce a sweet floral scent all over his hallway.

What for did he take after these little things, he liked them yes, but there was no need for them. He often found himself contradicting his own ideals as he looked over your work, the many times he asked you to leave his place to stop decorating it like it was your own, and yet there he was staring at the ink stamped pages of his book unable to read anything, the words blurred no matter how much he tried focusing, rereading the same sentence that kept making zero sense to him.

You smiled tilting the edge of your hat, dirt smearing your brow.

He didn't expect for you to look back, he drowned the though with some wine having been starlted lightly with the way you looked back, the always expectant gaze that never asked for anything, the hard work you put in maintaining his lifestyle as he did nothing but flip through pages and drink his fermented wines.

He cleared his thoat, walking over to the guests room he prepared everything for a bath, setting up a candle on the large wooden holder, some soap on the handrails of the bath, conditioner scrubs.. he arranged it neatley. He walked back down to his cellar grabbing a fine choise of wine, he thought you could appriciate the fruity flavour of this particular choise. He screwed open the cork making sure to clean up the little crumbles that fell beside, he poured a glass setting it beside the candle leaving the water to run, steam scolding through the air it was about time until you came back.

He began chopping some vegetables, potatoes, carrots, you named it he sliced it. He put them to boil along the meat he had steamed before allowing it to soften the roots in the rich broth. Minutes later the air was filled with the scent of pleasant stock, the light linger of pepper and vegetable made its way through the hall.

He tasted it, it surely was one of the dishes he payed close attention to in a while.

He cleaned off his cooking utensils leaving the hot stew as he walked back to his seat trying to resume his pages. He was greeted with a creak in the door your body slipping inside the room slowly.

His eyes were on you already his mouth moving before you could adress your presence. "I want you to join me for dinner." he stated surprising even himself, such words would never come out of him.

Your eyes shot a little wider upon the request, you examined the state of yourself. The unruly clothing along mud stained boots and hands was no way to eat dinner with.

"I would love to, but give me time to clean up first." You spoke up watching the way he looked you up and down.

"I ran you a bath." The silence was heavy, the abashed look on his face the longer you looked back at him with surprise left him a bit uneasy.

Your heart swell up a little at the though of his kindness, he had a knack for keeping guests but felt different. He held no complaints at you, even though he was biting his own tongue the more you looked at him.

Your soft chuckle radiated though the room the tension in the air lessening the moment you saw his shoulders wind down. He was acting like a scared cat.

"Thank you, i'll be back as soon as possible." You slipped back out heading for your room. Mihwak took a drink of his wine, leaving a little red pool at the bottom of the glass he no longer felt like finishing.

He caught himself with frustration lacing his brows , he smoothed them out quickly wondering what's going on with himself.

Why was he so startled, biting his tongue and trying to hide the very way his words affected you. Surely he no longer felt calm his mind preocupied with setting the table lighting a few candles he could hear his own hammering heartbeat.

Just then you were washing yourself clean from the hard work, your entire body smelled of roses all too familiar. Had he taken the petals to create a soap with them you'll never know. Between lazy drags of the sponge over your skin you were throughroughly red in the face upon having walked into this setting.

He had done this only when you were sick and unable to move your aching body, however the more you toyed with the leg of the rather large wine glass the more you smiled to yourself. He was thinking about you.

You finished up, looking pleasantly radiant as you walked forward into the room, the silent warlord seemed to greet you with a small crinkle in his eyes.

You both sat down enjoying the food, the atmospehere colliding between the two of you in a mix of held back emotions and unspoken feelings seemed to crash into itself everytime you looked at eachother.

"The bath was really nice, thank you for thinking of me." you warmly spoke up breaking the man's thoughts.

He had entirely forgotten about that, a light red ghosted his face as he swallowed his food, taking a drink to mask it afterwards.

"Don't be so presumptious." His eyes slowly rose to took at you, the striking dress you wore seemed to match the accents of his current shirt. You continued to shock him.

He could never be honest could he? You sighed a little, your eyes closed as you smiled through with it.

With the meal finished you helped him clean up watching him rise up his sleeves as he began to wash the dishes. You stayed to help offereing to dry them off your mind wandered to an idea.

"Would you care for a dance later?" he was solemn continuing his work as he kept offering you plates and glasses, i guess not, you throught aloud drying the last of them and hoping to leave a bit sooner than expected.

He caught you in your haste feeling a little guilty for making you wait like this, truth be told words couldn't form in his mouth as he took in the idea.

You were about to leave the bitter feeling in your mouth growing he stopped you with a soft answer.

"I didn't mean to make you wait."

You turned around slowly the bitterness had left you the moment you saw him waiting in the middle of the enlightned space before his desk.

He looked stoic as ever hand outreached he waited for you to come up to him and take it.

You walked closer, your hand lightly brushing past his, you could feel how hot he was to the touch despite his cold nature, you felt your entire body respond to him a warm wave washing over you the moment he connected your hand to his slowly putting it over his shoulder.

You could feel the lean muscles covered by his shirt underneath the palm of your hand , his hands slowly moved around your waist gently he held onto you.

You could feel his eyes watching you, as per etiqutte for a dance you should be doing the same and yet it was so hard.

Knowing youd be holding his undivided attention for minutes that seemed to have stopped time itself you mustered up the courage to connect your gaze with his.

It was so intense, the gentle ruffle of your dress swaying, his boots placing light clicks on the floor, his hands moving to invite you for a spin to showcase the dress you had put on.

"You look good." The softness of his voice could never be matched with anyone elses. Your face reddened at the compliment as it was rare for him to ever speak up about your looks. His hands gently moved you closer causing your body to lean closer against his.

You didn't just look good, you looked stunning and he portrayed it in the ways of small stolen glances all over you, the redness in your cheeks the smile you kept biting back, he was begining to see why he kept letting you do what you please.

You finally broke, your smile gazing softly at him your hand leaned experimantally closer on his shoulder a gesture he seemed to not mind as you swayed with him.

The intimacy of this moment could never be written in words, his golden eyes were the only thing you could focus on. The way they softened as you leaned into his touch to finish off the dance in a longing fashion. Your face fell slowly, arms retracting from his shoulders he had feeling this would happen.

He lifted your chin upwards the alarming beat of his heart couldnt even stop him from what hes about to do. The silent longing on your face was enough to give him a push.

His lips connected briefly with yours the fall of your eyes lasted for only a second before he pulled away, the warmth of his touch never seemed to leave your lips as you sighed with a stuttered breath. You reconnected your lips with his kissing lightly over his bottom lip which only left him to stagger back a bit before he caught you in his arms.

His whole body felt static having reassured his feelings for you to be mutual, he waited for you to break the kiss watching as you swiped a finger across your lips.

For the first time you could see a genuine reaction from him, his high cheekbones had turned a little scarlet his eyes a little dreamier his posture a bit more relaxed as you smiled against him.

"You're not so bad yourself." you returned the late compliment brushing your hand softly over the side of his face, his eyes deepened a little as he stole a kiss to your knuckles.

He brought his hand up to yours cupping it against his palm, he guided you towards his desk sitting down by the red chair he gestured for you to share a seat atop him.

The following night was spent in alot of slow, deep and compassionate kisses without as much of a need for anything else.

[nekassvariigs]

Heyyo, im glad you gigured out the ask box! Can i ask for a little scenario on how would morning cuddles be with beckmann (one piece) feel free to express yourself however you want <3

Title: Morning Cuddles with Beckmann

A/N: I’m gonna be real, I had to do a little research on the guy bc I don’t know all that much about him, so I’m really sorry if this is OOC at all 😭 I hope you enjoy!!

CW: tooth-rotting fluff, Beckmann x GN!reader

With how rowdy the Red Hair Pirates can be, Ben Beckmann relishes mornings with you. Mornings are by far his favorite since he can bask the peace and quiet with you by his side.

This morning, he woke up before you as he always does. He gazed at your sleeping face for a moment, always amazed at how peaceful you look compared to how rambunctious you can be during the day. Your duality is what originally drew him to you, after all.

Not able to resist being close you to, he closes any gap between the two of you and gathers you in his arms from behind as you sigh in your sleep. Not opening you eyes, you roll over to face him and muzzle into his chest. His heart just melted at the sight of your sleepy face so close to him.

The sound of shuffling on the deck of the ship altered him to the fact that it was close to the time that the crew should be up and about, but that wasn’t about to get him out of bed just yet.

You squirmed around a bit, scrunching your nose as you slowly awoke. “Up already, darling?” Beckmann asked in his deep morning voice.

“Mmhmm.. Time to get up?”

“Not yet, don’t be in such a hurry.” The vice captain cupped your cheek and began placing gentle kisses along your face, starting at your forehead and working his way down to your jaw. Your quiet giggle was like music to his ears, your melodic laugh sending soft vibrations through his lips as they finally met yours. The kiss was slow and gentle since neither of you had been awake long, but Beckmann was sure that there was nothing sweeter.

When you two parted, you buried your face in his neck, taking in his scent and letting it relax you even more. You couldn’t see it, but his gentle smile was overflowing with adoration. God, how could he have landed someone so cute yet so strong.

Every now and then, he would wonder how he could possibly deserve you. But when you met his eyes as you did now, half-lidded yet sparkling with love and bliss, he knew you loved him too, and that he would do anything for you—

Knock knock. “Beckmann! Captain is looking for ya!”

—including scolding the captain for ruining the moment…

[nekassvariigs]

A morning with Crocodile

CW: None.

It's those little moments in the morning where you've just stepped inside his room with your pajamas still on, a warm cup of coffee in one hand and the other you place both of them on his nightstand, gently swiping away the straight hair that fell over his face. He has his days where he doesn't want to wake up as early so he tends to turn on his shoulder facing away from you as he cuddles up in bed.

"Your coffee's getting cold." You whisper in his ear, the thought of drinking cold stale coffee was the last thing he'd want to start his morning with. He contemplates for a long while eventually stirring back around as you hand him his share. The very large and blue eyebags under his eyes after a tough day are something you wish you could take away. Some days he lets his beard grow out, so today was a special occasion since you heard no complaints from him as well as you got to see him in full bedhead and a very attractive subtle.

"Good morning." you'd call for him watching him take a heafty sip of the morning brew, he sloshed it around in his mouth a bit before swallowing, a thing he did every now and then. You sit beside him watching his eyes still adjust to the light seeping through the room, he's so tired.. but tires to never show it. He grunts with a very raspy tone in his voice, that's his greeting for you today, not the typical "Morning." that he usually says while already fully dressed and waiting for you by his desk.

He leans in, his left hand dipping in the soft bed, his beard scratches against your face as he press a quick chaste kiss to your cheek, his lips feeling dry as sand, he gets up as you watch him smiling to yourself that he at least remembers to thank you.

He walks over to the bathroom leaving the door open he begins to get things ready, mixing up some shaving cream with the puffy brush, he applies it all over his face. You watch from behind your body moving closer to lean on the door frame, his eyes scan you through the mirror, watching your face, the way you smile to yourself as you see him lift his head higher to cover his neck.

Even though you've been with him for a while you can still notice that he's watching his own back at all times. You chose not to speak up about this knowing that he'd deny it and tell you that at the end of the day he trusts no one.

You close your eyes setting the cup beside him, your hands wrap against his warm chest, the tips of your fingers resting just under the crease on his shirt where his pecks are. Your body hugging him fully from behind he pauses, seeing how small your hands are compared to his body, you surely couldn't do anything against him.

He sighs, the rise of his chest making your hands and face gently rock against his breaths.

He nonchalantly picks up his razor, leaning forward into the mirror to make sure he doesn't cut himself, meanwhile your body inches closer as you fall against him. He pays you no mind continuing his morning routine, although the no longer existing hand that used bear his giant hook seemed to hold against your hands to make sure you're still there.

Your eyes fell open noticing the warmth against your hands, you smiled against his back, an action he could definitely feel. You relished the faint touch over you, the click of metal against fine porcelain clinking as he dried off his wet razor.

You watched over the side of his muscular arms, his body being entirely way too tall for you to rest your head on his shoulder.

He rose his head up, taking long drags against his own neck, the faint crackles of snapping hair rung pleasantly in your ear.

You eyed him carefully watching the blade gloss over his adams apple you seemed to hold a breath each time he did this, as much as you knew how good his coordination was you couldn't help but to feel a little worried about the sharp blade. The look in your eyes must have given it away as he locked eyes with you continuing to fine tune any hairs he has missed, you stuttered, a small blush rising on your cheeks from his intimidating stare. "Don't look at me, look at where you're cutting!'' you tell him earning a soft laugh from him.

"Afraid for me?'' he smirks taking a sharp flick at the end of his face, rinsing off the foam and hairs on it.

"Of course.." you gently drop your gaze squeezing your cheeks against his arm rather sweetly.

He puffs at the response, flicking open the box of lavish cigars, he lights one letting it rest over his lips, the smell of tobacco lingered in the room pleasantly, this particular blend seemed to be sweeter than his usual.

''Is that a new one, I've never smelt anything like it." You curiously asked, his eyes avoiding you, he answered.

"I looked for something that reminded me of you." For the life of him he wouldn't turn to look at you, the rising heat on your face left you speechless.

"You know, sweet, pleasant.. " he turned his eyes to you, holding the smoke between his teeth he picked you up like you weighted nothing sitting you on the edge of the sink.

''Irreplaceable." he whispered down your ear, the churn of his cigar added on to the outer body experience you just faced.

He leaned over grabbing a comb from behind you, raking it through his hair, it fell back to his usual collected hairstyle, some strands seemed not to listen. He leaned closer, your hand instinctively moving to guide the hair after he brushed it, he smiled with the side of his mouth.

He subtly leaned in, his hips coming closer with yours, you fell back slightly on the surface you were sitting grabbing onto his black shirt with a light scrunch.

He set his cigar down , pouring a certain liquid down your hands, it felt cold when it evaporated leaving a pleasant peppery scent to linger in the air.

You rubbed your hands smearing the aftershave all over them, your hands reached to his face. warm hands splayed gently over his freshly shaven skin, the coolness of the liquid that dripped down his face was stingy yet pleasant. The way your hands caressed his skin, moving down over his neck, left him with a warm tingle all over.

You smiled politely at him, your hand reaching to cup his chin between your thumb and pointer nudging it side to side.

With a little hiss he nudged himself away, his lips crashed against yours with surprise written all over your face.

''Don't overwork yourself." you whispered breaking the kiss.

[nekassvariigs]

Doflamingo x reader encounter

(I hate this flashy bastard so much but he lives in my head rent free)

cw: Sfw so no worries here, hateful flirting, one sided interest, mentions of a certain someone wink wonk.

You noticed a large crowd gathering in the casino you frequented the massive amount of cheering and boatloads of girly screams only told you someone had an easily abusable ego.

"Young master you can't.." you walked right past him, his radiant feather coat was an eye sore on its own not to mention the way he held the women by her wrists licking over her neck, she clearly seemed to enjoy it but was ashamed of it in such a public place.

You couldn't see it but behind his glasses the certain dark figure which passed him crossed his eye in an instant. He whistled as you walked past. "Come join us." you knew the comment was directed at you, each girl that surrounded him seemed to glare daggers in the back of your skull for catching his attention so quickly especially since they've tried their hardest to look the best, their fake eyelashes, the hair extensions, fake tans, everything.

''Piss off." you smiled looking over your shoulder his sinister smile grew upon seeing your pretty face.

''She's got a bad temper." with a low whistle as he imitated being burnt with his hands everyone around you only looked a little bothered by this.

You don't know why you humored this idiot, but the way he was pissing you off with only a sentence was enough for you to give him a middle finger as you walked away from his taunts, your hips swaying with each step.

His heart dropped a beat watching your equally flashy exit, the smile on his face grew, laughter erupted loudly from him. Oh what a thrill.

He wasn't one to get denied so easily especially with all the call girls he had. They surely kept going back for something. So seeing you walk off with such sass only tickled the urge in his head to fuck with you more.

In a near moment he was walking behind you, brushing off every girl from his arms the long coat he wore dropping feathers every now and then.

"Come on, what's with the sour face?'' he smiled catcalling you as his long frame started catching up to you.

''Fuck do you care? Go catch one of your bitches." you chuckled taking out a packet of cigarettes from your pants, striking the lighter that hid inside the box, your lips were bothered with the white filter.

''I'm clearly chasing her, she's not in a good mood now is she." he smirked, the shit eating grin on his face as he leaned himself over you increased, his flashy red glasses eye level with your face, you had to look up at him.

You clearly ignored him with a quick statement. "What are you a giraffe, move your lanky ass." Smoke trailed from your lips as you took a long drag waiting for the cunt to move.

"If you're into those, I am." he smirked rising his glasses up a bit so his eyes showed, only for a brief moment.

With a little interest you chuckled blowing smoke in his face which he clearly didn't like, his face scrunching up from the pricking smoke.

"I don't have time to keep stroking your ego." you moved past him, his hand wrapped around yours quickly.

''Then you'll have the time to stroke something else?'' he chuckled lightly with his famous shit eating grin, his hand guiding yours over his open shirt.

He pressed your hand over his abs slowly trailing it over each muscle, you watched tanned skin slip past your fingers, your red nail polish seemed to clash well with the tone of his skin. You smiled a little at the thought.

His ego grew a little more inflated seeing a positive reaction from you.

"See, you want me." he teased.

"The only thing I'd want is for you to fuck off." you smiled looking right up at him as you pulled your hand away form his chest, his smirk deflating in a pissed scowl which he quickly retracted back to his regular smirk, your eyes no longer were on him, yet you were still staring him right tin the face.

The rush of dopamine that hit his head was like a drug, behind his glasses his eyes carefully examined your face, the quick glance you gave at his lips made him only lean in your face more.

"Wanna kiss me already?'' he chuckled, his breath tickling your face a little.

You took the smoking cigarette away from your lips, holding it between your fingers, you reached to gently slap his face a couple of times. "You wish."

You smiled proudly, the smoke disappearing in his blonde hair he stopped complaining for a bit, the red glass sitting in it's white frames seemed a little transparent, there was a light light blush near the rims that sat on his cheeks.

''I better go before you catch feelings." you stuck the cigarette in his mouth watching him grip it with his lips he pressed your wrist against his mouth lolling his tongue over it.

''I'll see you in a bit then." he smirked watching you pull away with confidence, you turned on your heel disappearing though the door, a familiar presence greeted you, the way he pulled you in with his golden hook, his lips pressing against yours in a rather passionate kiss, the large cigar in his hand that flipped him off through the closing crack in the door only made Doflamingo more eager to try to encounter you more often. He took long drags from your cigarette your lipstick gently staining the very middle of his lips.

His girls were really mad that day occupying him the entire night as they tried to get rid of the stain over his mouth with no success.

Meanwhile you were enjoying an expensive dinner with the man before you, his slicked back hair fell a little over the large scar on his face as he asked you about your encounter with the pompous prick.

''We exchanged a few words, he's pretty cocky,and not in a good way." you wiped your wrist with a wet towel, his cold eyes scanning your actions gave him an idea of what might have happened.

''We'll worry about that later." He puffed his cigar, tiny drops of sand landing on the tablecloth before him.

You offered him your hand seeing that he was eyeing the door in a rather protective manner.

His eyes dropped down to your hand, the cigar lingering between his his teeth, the wait was rather silent for his touch until the moment he cupped your hand in his , thumb stroking over your knuckles you smiled back at him continuing your evening in his undivided attention.