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hello!!! i was wondering if you could write 'accidently calling them daddy in bed' sort of thing? fem!reader, and with law, ace, sanji and luffy? if you feel comfortable, no pressure!

have a good day 😊!

anon I LOVED this idea it was so much fun to write!! Thank you for the request, I hope you enjoy!!

Characters: Trafalger D. Law, Portgas D. Ace, Sanji, Monkey D. Luffy

WC: roughly 500-600 each

CW: established relationship, unprotected penetrative sex, use of "daddy," dirty talk, praise kink, rough sex, edging, begging, i think that's it?

18+ MDNI

part 2 here

Law

Your legs are wrapped tightly around his waist as he pounds into you harshly. The long day of Penguin and Shachi nagging him had worn his patience thin, and you were suffering the consequences. Though, you’d never complain.

His tip bullies your cervix, hard enough for tears to pool in your lower lash line, but not hard enough for you to want to stop. The pain mixes with the pleasure, making your head spin as you lose control over your rational thought, the only focus in your mind him.

Your walls tighten around his cock as you arch into him. His grip on your hip is bruising, the other hand braced next to your head to support his weight.

“You gonna cum again?” He scoffs.

You whimper, nodding frantically as your eyes squeeze shut.

“Words,” He reminds you coldly. If your eyes had been open, you would have seen the way his brows furrowed, tongue poking out as he focuses on holding his orgasm back, wanting to cum at the same time as you.

“Please, Daddy, I’m gonna cum soon. Please can I cum?”

His hips stutter, eyes widening as he focuses on your face, screwed up in pleasure. You’re too far gone to realize what you’d said.

A grin spreads as he renews his effort, pounding into you harder than before. The name had sparked something in him, and he was even more focused on making you cum. He wanted to reward you for how good he felt.

“Yeah, baby. Cum for me.”

Ever obedient, you came with a cry. Your nails dug into his strong arms, eyes rolling back as waves of pleasure crashed through you. Your walls spasmed around him, milking his cock as he came with a groan, hot spurts of cum filling you up.

You come down slowly, aftershocks of pleasure coursing through you as you blink your eyes open, admiring the disheveled state of Law above you. His eyes are half-lidded as he grins at you, eyebrow raised in amusement as he waits for your brain to catch up with your actions.

Your eyes widen as you realize what you’d said, “Oh my god did I call you–”

“Daddy? Yeah, baby. You did.” He’s smirking as your cheeks turn red and you bring your hands up to cover your face with a groan. “Don’t worry, baby. I liked it.”

You slowly part your fingers, peering up at him through your hands, “Yeah?”

He nods, pulling your hands away and dropping his head to kiss you softly.

Ace

Your cries are muffled as he pushes your head further into the pillows, the sound of skin meeting skin ringing through the room.

His other arm is wrapped under your waist, holding your hips up at just the right angle. His eyes are glued to the way your ass ripples with each thrust of his hips into yours. He tugs his lower lip between his teeth, groaning softly at the way your walls squeeze him so nicely.

Your cries get louder, walls squeezing him tighter as you feel the precipice of your orgasm right there when suddenly he pulls out, leaving you empty and wanting.

You almost sob, fisting the sheets as a cry of frustration leaves you. You’d been at this for nearly an hour. Ace knew your body too well, knew exactly how you felt when you were about to cum. He’d had you walking the line for far too long, never letting you succumb to the pleasure.

“Please!” You cry, the word muffled by the pillow. You can hear his light chuckle as he taps his tip over your hole, not bothering to answer you.

He slams back into your warmth in one smooth motion, setting a punishing pace immediately. His cock slides easily in and out of you, your arousal soaking your thighs, his pelvis, everywhere.

You’re quickly pushed to the edge of your orgasm, oversensitive from all the teasing. He can tell, and pulls out yet again.

“Please let me cum, Daddy, please!” You babble desperately, tears soaking the pillow, “Please, I’ve been so good.”

He blinks at the name, a smile spreading. His cock weeps as he rubs it through your folds, drunk on your pleas. He notches his tip in your entrance, but doesn’t push it in just yet.

“C’mon angel, beg for Daddy’s cock. Tell me how much you want it.”

“Please, Daddy, I want your cock so bad. You make me feel so good, so so good. I wanna cum all over your cock, wanna show you how well you fuck me. Love your cock, Daddy, love the way you fuck me. Please fuck me. Wanna feel your big cock filling me up again.”

He grins, borderline feral as he slams into you. You cry out, the drag of his cock against your oversensitive walls almost painful. Your head is fuzzy as you feel your orgasm build again. Your knuckles turn white from how hard you’re gripping the sheets as you silently beg him not to pull out again.

To your relief, he doesn’t. Your orgasm hits you like a train, your whole body shaking from the force of your orgasm. The arm around your waist is the only thing keeping you in place as your body goes limp with pleasure.

He collapses into you, sweaty chest pressing against your back, pushing you deeper into the mattress as his orgasm hits him. His teeth dig into your shoulder with a muffled groan, hips grinding against yours to work you both through your highs.

He detaches his teeth from your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss to the mark and rolling off of you with a grin.

“Daddy, huh?”

“Shut up. You liked it.”

Sanji

Your head is lying against his shoulder, eyes shut and body lax with pleasure. He has you seated on his cock, hands on your hips lifting you up and down repeatedly. You’d long given up on doing the work. His gentle voice in your ear had urged you to let him take over, to just sit back and relax, let him give you pleasure. You’d given in, forever weak to his loving gaze.

“Pretty, pretty girl,” His voice is rough in your ear, nose nuzzling into your hair, “Look at how well you take me. Pretty little pussy swallowing my cock so well. You make me feel so good, the way you squeeze my cock has me seeing stars.” You whimper at his praise, cheeks burning as you hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“Aw, sorry angel am I making you shy?” He chuckles softly, not sorry at all. “I can’t help it; you just do such a good job! So wet, and warm, nice and tight too. The most perfect pussy I’ve ever seen. And oh, you taste so sweet. Better than any meal I’ve ever had.”

You whimper again, senses overwhelmed. The tip of his cock rubs your g-spot perfectly with every thrust, his pelvis rubbing your clit just right with each lift of your hips, and the filthy praise in your ear shooting straight to your core.

You can feel yourself getting close again. You’d long lost track of how many times you’d cum. Sanji was determined to get at least one more out of you, then maybe he’d consider it a job well done. There was very little he liked more than watching you go dumb on his cock, muscles limp as you gave yourself over to him completely. The trust you placed in him to take care of you warmed his heart, and he was determined not to take it for granted.

“Just like that, angel. Can feel you squeezing my cock so nicely. You gonna cum again? You like the way I’m fucking you, like the way I make you feel? Go on, pretty baby. Cum for me, show me how good I make you feel.” His voice is soft as he coaxes you towards your orgasm, but there’s an undercurrent to his tone, something that shows you just how much he craves the sensation of you choking his cock. The barely audible desperation tugs at your heart, urging you to push the fog out of your brain just enough to babble a response.

“So good, Daddy. You make me feel so good, wanna cum again. Gonna cum all over your cock again, wanna show you that you make me feel so, so good. No one else makes me feel this good, only you.”

He moans loudly, suddenly pushed over the edge into his own orgasm at your words. Your moan matches his as you feel his cock throb inside of you, ropes of cum spilling into you and pushing you over the edge as well.

Your head lolls against his shoulder as your legs shake, walls spasming around his pumping cock as you sink into the pleasure he gives you, body light and airy as he presses messy kisses over the side of your head. As you both come down, his hands leave your hips to pull your face away from his neck.

His lips meet yours in a searing kiss, the tang of blood making you blink your eyes open, brows furrowed in concern. Your gaze narrows in on his nosebleed, eyes widening in concern.

“Sanji! You’re bleeding!” You look around for something to staunch the bleeding. “Sanji? Who’s Sanji? I’m ‘Daddy’ now, right?” His voice is dazed as he gazes at you like he worships you.

You frown at him, nose crinkling in annoyance, “Damn, I did say that, didn’t I? You lose ‘Daddy’ privileges if you’re annoying about it, so tread carefully.”

His smile is dazed as he shakes his head, “I won’t be annoying. I’m never annoying.”

You roll your eyes, wiping the drying blood from his nose and leaning down to kiss him again.

Luffy

Your legs are wrapped tightly around his waist, arms around his shoulders as you kiss him messily. His hands are under your thighs, holding you up against the wall as his cock pumps in and out of you.

His teeth catch your lower lip, sucking it into his mouth. You whimper, fingers tangling in his hair. His fingers dig tighter into the fat of your thighs, a moan leaving his lips as he kneads the flesh.

He releases your lower lip, dropping his head to suck a mark into the crook of your neck. Your head drops back against the wall, lips parted with pleasure.

The tip of his cock kisses your cervix, dragging perfectly over your g-spot with each thrust. His pelvis grinds against your clit, the friction making your head spin. You pant softly, the grip on his hair tightening as you feel yourself edging closer to your high.

“Luffy,” You whimper. “I’m so close. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

He breaks away from your neck to rest his forehead against yours, grinning, “I won’t stop pretty baby, don’t you worry. You like the way I’m fucking you? Am I making you feel good?”

“So good, you’re making me feel so good. Gonna cum soon, please let me cum soon Luffy.” You whine, struggling to focus on his face as you grow dizzy with pleasure.

“Yeah, you wanna cum? You wanna make a mess all over my cock?” You nod desperately, trying to hold your orgasm off until you get his permission.

“Beg for it, baby. Convince me.”

“Please! Please Luffy, let me cum on your cock. You make me feel so, so good. Wanna show you how good you make me feel, please let me show you how good you make me feel. Gods, please can I cum I’m so close.” Your words are whimpered, eyes squeezing shut as you focus on holding your orgasm off.

He grins, “Cum for me, baby.” You cry out, back arching off the wall as your orgasm crashes through you. Your body shakes with pleasure, walls clamping down on his cock as your arousal gushes out, soaking his pelvis and your inner thighs.

He groans, eyes squeezing shut as he grinds into you one last time before cumming, his seed spilling out of him and painting your walls. You moan at the feeling, clenching harder around him.

His hips keep moving, fucking himself through his orgasm. You whimper, oversensitive and desperate for relief. Your hands smack at his shoulders but he ignores you, eyes glued to where you’re joint as his cum starts to seep out of you, pushed out by his thrusts.

“Daddy please, s’ too much,” You whimper, trying to wriggle free.

His eyes shoot up to meet yours, dark with lust, “Take it. You’re the one who was begging not too long ago. You can take a little more, can’t you?”

His gaze leaves little room for argument, and you nod dumbly, biting your lower lip to keep your whimpers in.

His pace slows down as his high fades. He carefully pulls out of you, setting one of your legs down but keeping the other up so he can watch the way his cum drips out of you.

It’s not until later when you’re both relaxing in the bath, your back against his chest, that he realizes.

“Did you call me ‘Daddy?’”

Your cheeks turn pink as you internally cringe. It had just slipped out, and honestly, you were hoping he hadn’t noticed.

“Uh. Maybe? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I won’t do it again, Luffy. Sorry.”

You can feel the way his chest shakes as he laughs, and your blush darkens.

“Don’t worry about it. You can do it again if you’d like. It was nice.”

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How one piece men cuddle with you ( Zoro , Luffy , Sanji , Ace , Shanks , Law , Sabo ) ۶ৎ

Zoro isn’t the cuddly type at all — at least, not consciously. He doesn’t initiate affection, and if you ask, he’ll grunt and roll his eye. But when you’re sleeping or hurt, he pulls you close like it’s instinct. He’s warm and steady, one arm heavy over your waist, his chest firm against your back. He doesn’t say anything, but his breath in your hair is steady and grounding (if you ignore the strong smell of booze). If you shift or try to leave, he tightens his grip just slightly — like his body is guarding yours even in sleep. He might wake up just enough to mumble, "Tch… stay. You’re warm."

Luffy cuddles like a human octopus. He has zero concept of personal space and doesn’t think twice about draping his entire body over you — legs, arms, head on your stomach, everything. He beams, sighs happily, and falls asleep within seconds. If you try to move, he clings even tighter. His hold isn’t possessive — just full of trust and comfort. To him, you’re both his favorite blanket and his favorite person. "You feel nice~. Don’t move!" he whines, snuggling even closer. Cuddling with Luffy feels like pure joy — chaotic, warm, and utterly free.

Sanji treats cuddling like both an art and an honor. Ever the gentleman, he always asks first—"Would mademoiselle like to be held?"—and when you say yes, he melts into you like you’re his entire world. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind, nestling his face in your neck, whispering sweet nothings and complimenting the softness of your skin, the scent of your hair. His touch is affectionate but intentional, fingers lightly tracing your arms or thighs. He’ll sigh dreamily and murmur, "I could die happy like this..." Just beware: if it’s your first time cuddling, you might feel a faint trail of blood dripping from his nose onto your shoulder.

Ace is naturally warm — physically and emotionally. Cuddling with him is like curling into a sunbeam, especially comforting in winter. He tends to sprawl out when he sleeps, but the moment he senses you nearby, he pulls you against his chest, arms locking around you like a heated safety net. His heartbeat is strong, grounding. He might kiss the top of your head or nuzzle into your hair while murmuring, "Don’t go far..." He clings like someone who knows the ache of losing people. With Ace, cuddling is heat and closeness wrapped around a desperate kind of love he struggles to say out loud.

Shanks cuddles like a man who rarely gets the chance — but treasures it when he does. He’s a sprawler, always ending up with you tucked under one arm, his lone hand running lazy, soothing circles along your back. When he’s tipsy, he’ll pull you into his lap, resting his forehead against yours, whispering half-serious lines like, "This makes a man wonder what he’s really chasing." Then he’ll laugh low in your ear — the kind of laugh that makes your heart twist. His cuddle style is warm, teasing, magnetic — but when the world falls quiet, there’s real weight in the way he holds you. You’re the one thing that softens his storm.

Law is stiff about physical affection — at first. He’ll sit beside you for hours without touching you unless you initiate it. But once you do, he exhales like he’s surrendering and mutters something about how “this is inefficient sleeping,” before pulling you onto his chest like it’s no big deal. His heartbeat betrays him — fast the first time, but steadying as he gets used to your weight. He’ll absentmindedly rub your back while reading or thinking, quiet and still. Law doesn’t talk much during cuddles, but the intimacy is unmistakable — measured, deliberate, and deeply comforting. If you fall asleep there, he won’t move a muscle. He’ll just whisper, "Idiot..." softly, not unkindly — wondering how he ended up this far in.

Sabo cuddles with the care of someone who treasures soft things because he’s lost them before. He always pulls you into his arms like he’s protecting you from a world that’s far too cruel. He’s the kind to stroke your hair, kiss your temple, and ask if you’re okay even when you’re just resting. His body is relaxed, his tone gentle, and you can feel how tightly he tucks you in — as if keeping you safe with just his embrace. "You’re everything to me," he’ll say into your skin, even if you’re half-asleep.

Cuddling with Sabo feels like being chosen — over and over again, whereas his Den Den Mushi could never be chosen, as the “Peree-peree” sound continues uselessly in the background.

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