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𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

synop: (this is the final part to this series) ; you somehow manage to take on both viktor and jayce inside the lab.

wc: 2k

includes: smüt(ns//fw), fem!reader, threësome, fïngering, ëdging, v peneträtion, double v peneträtion, semi-public sëx, dirty talk

extra: make sure to read part 1 & 2 as well!! thank you all for the love and support on this <33

“shit.” jayce groans at the sight of you. neither he nor viktor could argue against your wishes when you looked so damn good like that, begging for them both. you watch as both of them blush a soft red before both nodded in agreement. “it’ll take some…time.” jayce adds with a slight gesture to his own twitching cöck; pride and worry in his tone.

but none of that mattered. you said what you said and you’d live up to it. “don’t care. i want you both.”

and he wasn’t kidding when he said it would take some time.

after what feels like an eternity of jayce fingering you, stretching you out, drawing you closer and closer to a second orgasm only to rip his fingers away from you, you’re beginning to fear you might lose your mind. you sit in his lap, as he’s returned to sitting on top of the desk, with your legs spread open wide for all to see. and if you were in any other state of mind, you might have been a little embarrassed about being so exposed. but not now, now you were simply dumbed down with pleasure as jayce’s hand sneaks its way back to your aching pussy.

“no more.” you weep, tensing up as his fingers press back into your core. he easily slides three fingers clean up until the second knuckle inside of you.

“sorry pretty, gotta make sure you can take us both.” jayce mumbles softly into your hair, almost apologetically but he’s not really that sorry. he’s not sorry at all, especially when his fingers slip oh-so-easily inside of you and the noises he forces out of you and your soaking cunt. listening to you moan while your core makes the most embarrassing, wet noises; oh no it turned him and viktor on extremely.

viktor stands between your thighs then, kissing the top of your head as he presses two of his own fingers inside you, sliding right up against jayce’s fingers and stretching you even further. “you were the one who begged for both of us, weren’t you?” vik hums in a teasing tone, a smile on his face. he flexes his fingers inside of you, just about the same time jayce does and it would have pissed you off how in sync they were but the mind numbing pleasure shut you up far too quickly.

“just a little more.” jayce encourages sweetly, placing a kiss against your head.

you whine in response to both of them, panting heavily as their fingers begin to work faster inside of you. they both finger you in turn, matching each other’s pace effortlessly, as they stretch you more and more. jayce’s fingers push deep, viktor’s pulls out, jayce slips his fingers out, viktor pushes his right back in. back and forth they work on your cunt until you’re growing hotter. lava burns in your lower abdomen and in your thighs and it makes you fidget against jayce’s lap. you whine at the tight feeling at your core, begging for any kind of release. and as the tightness grows closer and closer, you get louder and louder with each press of the fingers inside of you. the threat of coming again makes your toes curl, back arching, fingers gripping into the closest arm you can grab onto as your orgasm burns in your lower half.

but just like the several times before, the two men remove their fingers just at the last second. your orgasm threatens to break open the floodgates but is quickly retreating at the loss of stimulation and the edging leaves you gasping while tears cling to your eyelashes. “‘ts enough! i can’t take it anymore!” you plead.

jayce returns to placing soft kisses wherever he can reach while his hands smooth along your arms and the rest of your body. “you did amazing.” he praises, adjusting your body as he speaks, so now you can fully lean your weight back against him. hands sliding under your thighs and keeping your legs open for the next part to come. “viktor, give her what she wants.“

you could almost weep at his words but instead you nod as quickly as you can. “please.”

“mhm darling.” viktor softly hums in response to your begging. one of his hands presses against jayce’s knee as he angles himself right up against your core. his other hand wraps around his overly aching cock, giving it a swift tug with a low groan, before he’s pressing forward. the tip of his pink head slides easily against your wet cunt; and he slides even easier inside of your waiting body.

you tighten at the intrusion but quickly welcome it as viktor bottoms out. his hips press against your own as he slips his cock all the way inside you, reaching deeper than their fingers could have and it makes you cry with relief. “yes! god, yes.” you groan as you take all of viktor with ease.

who in turn mimics your groan at the warmth wrapped around him. he braces himself completely down onto jayce’s thighs now, forcing himself to still for a moment. “shit...” viktor comments with a whine before he slowly pulls out, his pretty eyes never leaving where the two of you connect, staring as he disappears once again inside of you. and he whimpers when he bottoms out for the second time.

you can’t help but chuckle a little at his fixation on your bodies meshing together. you reach with a gentle hand and caress the side of his face and he melts into your touch, glancing up at you while his hips begin to move ever so slightly. “you ok?” you ask sweetly, thumb rubbing across the high of his cheekbone.

“i am better than okay.” viktor replies with a small smile. the pupils of his eyes are wide upon looking up at your mutually red face and you manage a weak smile right back at him.

“c’mere. you’re making me feel so good.” you hum and your words make his hips stutter. he moves just a little faster, leaning forward with your guiding hand to allow both of you to kiss. and you kiss him oh so sweetly. your tongue running across his bottom lip and he gladly matches your movement while he keeps his pace thrusting inside of you.

jayce bites down on your shoulder, not to hurt you or anything, just to get your attention as you and viktor share a heated kiss. “don’t forget about me…” he mutters, pouting as he shifts his hips to press his own angry red head against your body.

you gasp softly at the thick of his tip pressing into your skin, causing you to briefly break the kiss with viktor to glance over your shoulder at the pouting man. “well, come on then. make me feel good too.” you tell jayce and it’s all he needs to hear before his hand slips from the back of your thigh to wrap around his thick cock, pressing the head right up against where viktor steadily fucks into you. you return to kissing viktor, eating up every whimper and groan the other man lets loose into your mouth.

jayce times everything else perfectly. as viktor pulls out, jayce rushes inside. his thick cock spears you deeper than vik’s had and you hate to say it but thank fuck for all the prepping jayce had insisted on. he slips deep inside and before you can fully adjust to his size alone, viktor is slipping himself right back inside of you; right next to jayce.

to say you’re stuffed full is an understatement. they both sit deep inside of you, moving just enough to continue to stretch you further now that they’ve managed to fit inside. you can’t help but cry into vik’s mouth, and it’s his turn to eat up every noise you make. and just like with their fingers before, the two fall into a perfect rhythm. viktor dives in, jayce slips out, viktor presses back inside; the combo leaves you breathless.

jayce’s hands return to your thighs as he ruts inside of you, messy but he makes up for it with his girth while viktor places perfectly angled thrusts into every sensitive bit inside your throbbing pussy. you break the kiss with a sharp cry as the two continue, hearing vik whimper at how much tighter you must feel now. meanwhile jay is in your ear grunting harshly with each thrust. “fuck.” he groans, hips never faltering as pleasure takes hold of him while he slips and slides right up against viktor. his nose digs into the crook of your neck and he practically pants against you, fingers tightening on your thighs.

you can’t even respond. words are nonexistent to you anymore as you’re split in half with both men fucking you; and all you can do is weep with pleasure. your orgasm is quick to build up again, it doesn’t take much now anyway, as the burn returns inside of your lower half. viktor presses his head against your other shoulder and somehow the two know to turn and place kisses against your throat. you were definitely going to be sore tomorrow but would need a damn turtleneck at this point too…you can’t complain though.

“going to…” viktor whispers against your neck and you nod in agreement. you were also getting closer and closer to the edge of your orgasm too.

doesn’t help when jayce suddenly ups his speed and deepens his thrusts, throwing both you and viktor into a spiraling mess. “j-jayce!” you cry, his fingers tightening again against your thighs as he practically piledrives inside of you, wildly thrusting against viktor as well.

“can’t last.” jayce grunts, burying his nose as deep as he can into your neck once more. “finish together.” he adds with a deep groan.

viktor is the first to lose himself. he slips out, whimpering, thrusting into his hand to finish himself off across your hip. you, mere seconds after vik, finish with jayce still pounding into you. he fucks you through your orgasm as it crashes down on you like a wave. you try to form any semblance of words but nothing slips past your lips besides pathetic whines. and with you squeezing tight around jayce through your much needed orgasm, it brings him into his own. his hips stutter harshly a few more times inside your spent pussy before he’s slipping out of you, quickly fucking the rest of his climax out against his hand, roping every last drop out onto your thigh and hip.

after his finish, all three of you return to mostly silence then, the lab being filled with nothing but your shared heavy breaths in the wake of your orgasms. you slump against jayce as viktor leans against you, running a hand to smooth through viktor’s hair as you all try and collect yourselves. and to think this all happened because you were too impatient to wait for nightfall. the thought put a small smile on your lips.

“gods. i need a shower.” you cut through the silence, smiling fondly as both jayce and viktor manage weak laughs. “but i don’t think i’ll be walking for a little while.” you add as you semi stretch out along jayce’s strong lap, soreness already settling into your hips.

as if sudden dots are connected, both men realize that they’ve completely—for lack of better words—soiled you; covered in their sticky mess during the midst of their highs. viktor scrambles to find something to clean you up with as jayce shifts and adjusts you onto the desk he previously had been sitting on to help in the search with viktor. shamefully, they come up with nothing besides jayce’s large shirt and he tries cleaning you up the best he can with it.

meanwhile, you try your best not to laugh as he forfeits up his clothes, staining his shirt with the mess he and viktor shared. you watch with soft eyes as jayce cleans you up while vik dresses himself, handing you jayce’s jacket to semi cover yourself with. “next time…let’s use a bed. and be closer to a proper bath.” you hum ’innocently’.

with both men staring at you with shocked faces, you’re unable to hold back anymore; you break out into laughter as viktor and jayce both chirp a surprise; “next time?“

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seraphimzed · 7 months ago

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happy pride to them and them only

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seraphimzed · 7 months ago

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𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥!

read cw! summary: how the straw hat pirates treat you, a free use member of the crew pairing: straw hat crew x afab!reader, appropriate characters only ofc! cw: mdni, free use, multiple partners, vaginal sex, oral (m! and f! recieving), creampies, fingering, handjobs, groping, sex machines, voyeurism, exhibitionism, mutual masturbation, bondage an: this shit rated... porn. yes im sorry this is posted so late pls forgive me guys i love y'all wc: 2.8k+ for kinktober '23!

𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘, as hyper and excitable as he is, doesn't fuck you as often as you thought he would. no, the captain can't say that he's particularly interested in sex.

however, what he loves to do, nearly everyday, is grope you. his hands always scramble to squeeze at your tits or ass, your tummy or thighs, and he'll do it at almost any time of day. when it came to this whole arrangement between you and the crew, he appeared to be the most shameless.

his rubber limbs seemed to sneak up on you at the most random times of day, his head poking out from around a corner and giving you a cheeky smile.

when he does use you for more than a grope or touch, it's always fun- a mutual experience that, more often than not, leaves you both laughing.

is willing to share! if he sees you busy with someone else, he'll interrupt without thought, be it with a smack to your ass or squeeze of your breasts

sometimes he'll let you wear the hat, usually if he's in a particularly good mood

sweet, fun and spontaneous. doesn't really mark you up, intentionally anyway, nor is he ever too rough. he'll make jokes, stretch in odd ways and makes sure you always have a smile on your face

an unintentional exhibitionist. he'll grope and fuck you anywhere, thinking it's funny watching people catch you. he's been yelled at by nami for it, though

finishes everywhere and anywhere, usually getting too caught up in the moment to really care. he's messy, not thinking twice about cumming on your face, in your mouth or on your breasts

likes overstimulating you, pushing you to your limits for the sake of fun

foreplay is not the best. sometimes he just gets too excited and uses his saliva to prep you. aftercare is a lot better! he'll get cuddly and bring snacks, becoming quite clingy with you

at first, 𝐙𝐎𝐑𝐎 doesn't really take advantage of the free use arrangement. he's rather indifferent about it, perhaps not seeing the appeal.

that all changes after a battle that was much too close, his adrenaline running high. he throws you over his shoulder, harshly tossing you onto the bed and working to get his clothes off while growling at you to get on all fours.

he briefly remembers overhearing you talk to the girls about your times with sanji, and he makes it a mission to outdo the cook in any way he can.

you never know when he'll strike, but when you're standing on the deck and suddenly feel goosebumps rising on your skin, you know just to bend over

acknowledges that you're up for free use, but he's selfish. if he gets the urge and you happen to be with someone else, he'll most likely huff out an 'oi, move over' and get to it. usually though, he prefers to have you to himself, with your attention only on him

after a session with zoro, you'll likely be leaving with bites and bruises. he knows sanji's 'schedule' with you and intentionally fucks you beforehand, wanting to piss off the cook by leaving marks on you

had to be educated on foreplay! the others got mad at him when he put you out of commission for a few days, since he didn't prep you enough. could also use some work with aftercare, since he usually falls asleep

more than okay with taking advantage of the agreement in the sense that he allows himself to be a little bossy, as if it were a transaction (which it kind of is...)

lots of orders and quick commands. a deal is a deal, and he doesn't really build some sort of special attachment with you (like a certain cook will)

finishes in you or on your ass without fail. is pretty smug about it, mostly because he knows that the cook is going to be licking it up from you later

difficult to predict when he'll need you. could be a few times a day or twice a week or once a month. more likely to engage if he's drunk, just had a battle or if he knows sanji is near

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 has a pretty regular schedule when it comes to using you. with what she has to deal with on the ship, she wants nothing more than to plop onto bed, spread her legs and have you eat her out.

she doesn't hesitate to give you orders, somehow doing it in a way that's so sweet that you forget she's simply using you to get off. like luffy, shes also pretty big on groping, or at least, more than you'd expect.

a lot of 'innocent' touches. soft and curious pokes to your ass as you walk by. maybe a squeeze of your tits while the two of you hugged.

she's a touchy woman, up for cuddling and keeping you in the girl's cabin. nami knows the effect she has on you, using it to her advantage. when her cunning hands, she'll feel you up and give you compliments in that sultry tone of hers- the one she uses to get what she wants.

not a fan of sharing, especially with the guys. she is, however, more than willing to share with robin. with the three of you in the girl's quarters, things get pretty intense

very much a tease! she gets you worked up with the lightest of touches until you're begging her for more. nami makes you work for it

the navigator doesn't mind getting messy. she'll finger you, coax you into sucking them dry, then do it all over again. she likes spreading your wetness around, making a point to tease you about how excited you are

'better than all those dirty boys, right?'

head pusher and hair puller. when you're giving her oral, she isn't shy about letting you know what she wants

she likes being treated like a queen, obviously. nami feels high and mighty when you eat her out two or three times in a row, but when she sees how desperate you are for release, she starts coddling you and is quick to return the favor

is the first one to make you squirt, putting the guys to shame

nami is a busy woman. she mostly has you eat her out when she's stressed during the day, cuddles for a bit, then gets back to it. better with foreplay than she is with aftercare, but its fantastic all around

always seeming to hesitate would be 𝐔𝐒𝐎𝐏𝐏, who thinks that for some reason, you'll say no to his advances. even after weeks of the arrangement being in place, he'll always ask if what he does is okay.

he’s so so sweet! he touches you like it’s the first time, every time. the sniper is prone to getting heavy bouts of confidence though! with shaky breaths, he’d ask you if he made you feel better than your captain. hell, he loves it when you call him captain.

when he does find it in him to be brave, he always manages to surprise you. he creates all sorts of contraptions, with sex being lighthearted and fun as you go through his projects together.

loves to restrain you, to feel like he has control of you. you help him grow more comfortable and confident, which he appreciates. plus, he gets to let out that pervy side of him that he usually tucks away.

reluctant to share, mostly because he doesn't want to be outdone. however, he and luffy sometimes team up to give you quite the fun experience. lots of jokes and just a hint of playful competitiveness, all of which leave you nothing short of satiated

uses you on a weekly basis, but cozies up to you nearly everyday. he makes jokes about what he has in store for you, making promises of pleasure that leave your stomach in knots

an unintentional marker. might spank you too hard or leave a bruise, which makes him wheeze in embarrassment before he feels a swell of pride. a sort of 'i did that?!' to 'oh… i did that'

ties you up in all sorts of ways

he really does get off on your whines and moans. likes when you're loud

loves when you give him head. the control he has, combined with your sole focus on him, drives him crazy

the sound of you gagging on his cock turns him on more than he'd ever admit. he'll get a confidence burst and start to be more rough

loves finishing down your throat. he feels so confident and cocky, but as soon as he cums he's nervously asking if you're okay

good with foreplay and even better with aftercare… worries about your well-being and shows his gratitude toward you and your willingness to participate. tells you stories after you're all done, lulling you to sleep

when the arrangement was finalized, 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 was one of the first to take advantage of it. nearly every day he indulges in the sweetness you offer. eating you out is a must! even though sanji is aware that this is just an agreement of sorts, it doesn't stop him from growing a little more attached to you.

sex with him is all encompassing and intense in the softest way possible. he does a good job of making you feel prioritized and wanted, beyond the scope of the free use deal. he's more attentive to your desires and how you want to get fucked on any given day.

truthfully, he's just happy to be able to serve you. funny enough, he tries to be respectful when it comes to groping you around the ship or in public. while luffy might be shameless in how he touches you, sanji does not want to make you uncomfortable or taint the 'lady-like' image he has of you.

he sees you as a meal which must be savored, after all.

sanji prefers more intimate sex, even if it's just an agreement. for this reason, he's not huge on sharing.

sometimes though, while he's getting hot and heavy with you, zoro will just barge in and remind the cook that you're free use, before just… joining

gets pissed off when he spreads your legs and sees zoro's cum leaking out of you. it doesn't stop him from lapping up each drop though, since nothing could keep him from that pussy of yours

sanji uses you on the daily. the cook's appetite is insatiable, but he always makes sure to prioritize your comfort and pleasure

such a sweet talker, swirling his tongue over your clit and insisting that you're the most precious person on the ship

likes leaving subtle marks on your body, on more intimate areas that you'll forget about until you're alone.

the spot below your ear, the insides of your thighs, the delicate skin of your wrist… he thinks that smaller bites and marks have their own charm. big ol' bruises on your collarbone or neck just seem so brutish!

finishes wherever you want him to. there are moments where he'll beg to cum inside your cunt, though. you gladly let him do so.

aftercare king. any food you want is yours. he'll draw a bath for you and eat you out one last time for good measure. gets irritated when he sees the others being too rough with you

miss 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍 is a force to be reckoned with. it takes her a few days before she has her first session with you, not because she was hesitant, but because she was waiting. watching.

she can play the long game, reading your cues and how you behave after having sex with other members of the crew. once she's sure she can break you down, she takes you. sex with robin is always a dizzying experience, almost unreal. between the many hands caressing you all over, and that cat-like gaze of hers, it's hard not to lose yourself.

very much a dominant lover, though whether she's soft or mean depends on her mood. regardless, she takes pleasure in watching you writhe and come undone.

it's a power play, a control she isn't fond of relinquishing.

only shares you with nami, franky and occasionally jinbei (if he's up for it), mostly because they can read the mood and follow her lead

weekly user, perhaps thrice a week if she's feeling up for it. most of the time, she's content to get you worked up for her and her only.

you can try to run off to someone else, but she knows she brings a certain element to the bedroom that no one can match

robin is slow and steady, curling her fingers just right and pulling away when you're about to burst. she's the second member to get you to squirt

she's nice to you in the meanest way possible. a lot of 'my, you're quite excited today' and 'such a sweet little thing'

hands on you and your most sensitive areas at all times. rubbing your clit, twisting your nipples and stroking every inch of skin. it's a full body experience.

does not particularly care for marking you up, physically at least. she leaves her own prints on you, something more soul-binding that goes beyond bruises and bitemarks that are bound to fade

takes care of you well before and after sex. she doesn't really indulge in quickies, only having sex when she knows the two of you will have an extended period of time to really enjoy it

on a more serious note, robin is also the one to explain to chopper what is going on between you and the crew. it does seem odd to the little reindeer, but he makes sure to be ready with contraceptives or pelvic exams when you need them.

𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐘 always has something special whipped up for you. within the first few days of you agreeing to this free use agreement, he indulged in you.

his dirty mind runs free with you and he doesn't hesitate to try out some new toys. thrusting sex machines and vibrating saddles… he has so many prototypes that he loves watching you squirm on.

he's also been able to give himself…upgrades that make things even more interesting. his favorite would be his detachable dick. he'll attach it to machines, watching and feeling as it effortlessly works into you.

he's not shy about such matters, not at all. sex with him is fun and he does a wonderful job of making you feel high-spirited and confident. your enthusiasm feeds into his pervy side.

down to share with anyone, honestly. this cyborg is up for most anything, given that you are, too

has you on the daily, but you never know when. sometimes it's in the morning, other times while you're getting ready for bed. if he's just restocked his cola though, you can expect a round or two

gives you his detachable dick and lets you use it as a dildo, so he can feel your cunt around him even when he's working in the shop

he eats you out and makes it messy. he spits and slurps as if your cunt was cola-flavored

likes getting head the same way. the sight of you with drool lining your lips and chin, mouth stuffed with his dick... he might let out an 'ow!' right then and there

doesn't mark you up intentionally. he just does his thing and makes sure you feel good. if he happens to leave some marks, he doesn't think too much of it

gets a little pissed off when zoro or luffy mark you up too much. he thinks they don't have to be that rough...

enjoys cumming on your chest and breasts. he's a simple man with simple pleasures

big on foreplay, but could work on his aftercare. he likes getting you worked up, likes to see you eager, but afterwards he's just so out of it. usually falls asleep and maybe hooks an arm around you

resident pervert 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊 does not hesitate. once the agreement was set into motion, your panties were quick to be snatched up.

the skeleton is a voyeur, preferring to watch as opposed to actively participating. even when you know he's spying on you, you pretend not to notice. whether it's you masturbating or having sex with another member of the crew, you can bet that he's peeping in.

brook is also very much into groping, never missing the opportunity to squeeze your plump flesh when you walk by.

truthfully, he just revels in being a pervert, especially when he knows there aren't any consequences.

up for sharing in the sense that he likes to watch. some members are more okay with it than others

he's scared the living daylights out of usopp, has been threatened by zoro and gotten encouragement from franky. he just laughs though, finding a thrill in getting caught

his eye (sockets?) are on you pretty frequently. at the end of everyday, he'll ask for your panties and pockets them with gusto

it's common for brook to ask for your panties after you're done having sex with someone else. he just thinks it's so naughty!

he'll walk by you and ask you to flash him, losing his mind every time you lift your shirt and show him your breasts

his groping is never hard enough to leave marks. he likes the squishy skin, since he's all bone, so he just has a hand on you and absentmindedly squeezes your breasts like you're a walking stress ball

like he always asks for your panties, he always asks for permission to touch and grope you

one of the most respectful would be 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐄𝐈. it takes him a while to settle into the whole arrangement. a part of him did see it as taboo, especially considering that he's a fishman.

however, he realizes that what he asks of you doesn't have to be inherently sexual. that's why, jinbei enjoys having you do mundane tasks for him, all while completely nude. his eyes are never lewd or hungry, but thoughtful as he watches you fold his clothes or make his bunk.

ever the respectful man, he doesn't want to leer at you as if you were an object. things build slowly and intimately between the two of you.

it starts as you wandering around without clothes, then it's mutual masturbation, then eventually he's fucking you.

this fishman prefers to have you to himself. he wants sex to happen in a comfortable atmosphere. it's a calming, almost therapeutic environment that he prefers to navigate you through, without the presence of others

would not mind if robin joined in, seeing as she's mature and would enjoy the vibes

he prefers not to have sex when he knows he's in a bad mood. he doesn't want to let such trivial, emotional matters guide him, but sometimes it's not avoidable, so…

marks come in the form of spanks, red patches on your ass that he's quick to soothe with a rough palm. it's a way for him to get his anger and frustration out, though the next day, once he's calmed down, he's quick to apologize

cumming inside you seems so taboo that he finds himself doing it more than he should. it's a guilty pleasure that he denies himself less and less as time goes on

sex is weekly, sometimes less. he has a fairly good handle on himself and makes it a point not to lose himself in pure lust.

he also very much takes into consideration that you're busy with others, so he doesn't want to overwhelm you

once this little arrangement is finalized, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 never worry about being alone or untended to. they know better than to leave their little free use doll unsatisfied.

when you're sick or unwell, it's everyone's problem. though you're the one being used, you're so protected and well cared for, like their secret treasure.

even if some don't explicitly express their gratitude, anyone can acknowledge that this agreement takes a toll on you in one way or another.

luffy lends you his hat, zoro shares his sake, nami loans you money, usopp makes you trinkets, sanji lets you get first pick on dessert, robin teaches you how to read poneglyphs, franky designs machines for you, brook plays you special tunes and jinbei lets you ride on all the whale sharks you want.

overall, it's a pretty sweet deal!

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seraphimzed · 8 months ago

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Take ur time ofc!! And hope ur doin ok!! BUT PLEASE CAN WE GET ANOTHER PART OF THE DIRTY FIC, IM BARKIN OVER IT /POS

I got you! Also, this was my first One Piece ask, so thank you!

OP Perv!Usopp x Reader 🍋 - Filthy

Summary: You get a suspicion that it's not Nami that's been stealing your clothes, and you catch the real culprit red handed.

Warning: Bath sex, fingering, NSFW, MDNI, fem!Reader, perv!Usopp, switch!Usopp, porn with plot, petty/bitchy Nami, slight bodyshaming, soft dom!Usopp, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, very long, nasty language, teasing, fem!reader, petnames

Note: I used the diagrams of the Sunny as a reference for this fic and the previous one, which maps the bathroom out as a small room with just a toilet and sink, and a door that leads to a separate washroom. From what I could tell, the washroom is pretty much a one pool bathhouse, with a corner you shower in, so I wrote this with that in mind!

"Damnit, Nami..." you grumbled, sorting through your dresser, the clothes on your body caked with mud. The crew had docked on a small island, and since the town didn't offer any entertainment, Luffy decided everyone would rest on the beach. Suffice to say, being forcefully involved in a mud fight was not your idea of rest.

Rummaging a bit more, you growled, not finding any clean underwear. You were irritated to say the least. Nami always stole your clothes almost as soon as your bought them, but this time it was worse, considering Usopp, the sweetheart that he was, had just treated you to a shopping spree on the last island. Now you had nothing to show for it.

"I heard my name?" the woman strolled into the women's bedroom, arms crossed and brow cocked in an accusing manner.

"Yeah, 'cuz I said it." you snarled, glancing over your shoulder.

"And what's got your panties in a twist? Are you still mad that Luffy pegged you in the head with a ball of mud?" She snickered, laying down on her bunk with her arms crossed behind her head.

"No, I'm not!" you glared at her, before going back to your search. "And it's kinda hard to have my panties in a twist when you steal all my damn clothes!"

"What?!" she gasped, darting up with fists balled. "I do NOT steal your tacky ass clothes!"

"Oh, so what? It was Robin then?" You pressed sarcastically.

"Doubt it," she responded with a huff. "She couldn't even use your tiny bras as pasties."

"Nami!" you shouted, blushing from embarrassment and crossing your chest. "My boobs aren't small!" You shook your head, dismissing her judgement. "Wait, so if you're really not taking my stuff, who is?"

"I dunno," she sighed, reaching for a file and lazily buzzing her nails. "Maybe ask that idiot we call a sniper, he's so obsessed with you, it wouldn't surprise me if he stole your panties and hung them up on the wall."

"Don't say things like that," you scolded lightly, face still as heated. "You know I like him, that's not funny."

"It wasn't a joke." she corrected. "It's literally so obvious."

"I don't see how." you pouted, not trusting her one bit. You sighed, prying your soaked shirt away from yourself. "It's not as much the stealing that's my main issue right now, it's that I don't have anything clean to change into."

Nami rolled her eyes, tossing her hand in the direction of her dresser, using her file as a pointer. "Tell you what, as a show of good faith, you can borrow something of mine. Just nothing nice."

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Guilt began to wither away your insides as you trudged to the bathroom. You couldn't help but feel bad for accusing Nami of stealing your things, especially now that she was loaning you hers. You were very thankful for the gesture though.

Entering the bathroom, you set your things down on the closed toilet lid, before taking your hairbrush out of your hygiene bag and running it through your hair. You followed up with brushing your teeth, and you were finally ready you shed all this filth. With a heavy sighed you peeled your clothes away, tossing them into the hamper, before quietly opening the door to the washroom. You'd heard a bit of splashing and didn't want to startle whoever was enjoying a bath.

The person in question was mostly submerged in the steaming bathwater, facing away from your, but judging from the mess of jet coils that spilled onto the the steps of the tub, you could only guess it was one of two people, and you knew for a fact that Brook was on deck. "Oh, hello, Usopp." you chirped, smiling sweetly, and clutching the knot on your towel.

He jumped upon hearing his name, hot water splashing all around him as he glanced back timidly. "O-Oh, uh- hi, (Y/N)!"

"Do you mind if I join you?" you asked bashfully. "If so, I can just take a shower, I won't mind."

"You...want to take a bath with me?" Usopp's mind was racing, brain unable to contain all the naughty possibilities that could come of this.

"It is a community tub," you reminded him with an airy giggle. "But if you want it all to yourself, I completely understand! It is a nice tub."

"I want you-" he breathed, mouth hanging a bit. "T-To bathe with me, I mean. Shit, uh- no. I don't mind at all, please, help yourself." His hands trembled just below the water. He was always the worst at playing cool when under pressure.

"Thank you," you snickered. "Look away while I get in." You didn't have to ask, he hadn't been able to look at you properly since the moment he'd laid eyes on you in that towel, and he didn't think his heart could handle seeing you fully nude. Shedding your towel, you slipped down into the water, several feet away from him for the comfort of both of you. Once you were sure you were fully submerged, you sighed with delight as the heat in the water did wonders for your aching muscles. "Ahhh..." you sighed dreamily, filling your palms with it and smoothing it into your dirty hair. "That's so nice..."

He laughed nervously, peering over at you before instantly snapping his head away, seeing your arms raised above you, bliss coating your face. "Y-Yeah, it's super hot, I just ran the water a few minutes ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry! You hardly got any time to relax before I intruded." you apologized shyly.

"No, don't be sorry. I like your company." he confessed, his cheeks aglow, although barely visible passed his caramel skin tone. "Besides, I'm sure you wanted to get away from Luffy just as bad as I did, so I don't mind you hiding out with me."

As you massaged product into your hair, you couldn't help but beam at his sudden change in demeanor. This was the Usopp you adored, the sweet, fun guy that you loved talking with. It was almost jarring to see how nervous he tended to get, as opposed to how he acted around you most times. "I like that we can do things like this," you admitted, showing him your sweetest smile. "I'm always so comfortable with you, Usopp."

"R-Really?" he asked, chuckling nervously and itching his nape. "Ditto."

"I just really trust you, ya know? You just always seem to radiate this sense of security to me. Is that weird?" You asked, scooting towards him, if only by an inch or two, before dunking your head to rinse your hair.

Usopp began to sweat, from more than just the steam rising off the pool. There was no reason at all that you should trust him, nor be comfortable with him. He was a panty sniffing creep. Speaking of which, he held his thighs cemented to the step he sat on, praying to God that the special pair he'd been enjoying before you came in would stay buried beneath him. "I'm so glad you feel safe with me." he replied halfheartedly.

You couldn't place your finger on the reason, but something about the moment felt so much more perfect than other ones you'd had, where the opportunity to confess had presented itself. "Uhm, Usopp, there's actually something I've been meaning to tell you..." you trailed, floating over to sit right beside him now. He internally panicked at your closeness, and the possibility of your hand or thigh brushing your submerged garments.

"O-oh, yeah? What's that?" While he waited for your big secret to reveal itself, he watched your cheeks take on an inflamed hue, eyes drawing wide as dinner plates. His worst fears became realized as a piece of pink lace drifted into his peripheral, floating between the two of you as an ice breaker.

"Oh my God, Nami was right!" you squeaked, snatching the underwear out of the water and inspecting them. "It was you all along!"

Usopp's heart raced as he struggled to find a reason for having them that wouldn't incriminate him, ultimately deciding on simply playing dumb. "W-Whoa, how did those get in here?" he laughed nervously, instinctually scooting away, until he hit the corner of the pool.

"Usopp..." you growled angrily. "You've been stealing my clothes, haven't you!"

"W-Wait? No, of course not!" he sputtered, raising his hands in defense. "Why would I steal the clothes I bought you?!"

You stopped and thought for a moment, contemplating over his alibi, before coming to an infuriating realization. "You sicko!" you shrieked. "You've only been picking out clothes that you like to take, haven't you!? All the lacy panties and matching bras, the skimpy string bikinis, all the short skirts and crop tops- you've been dressing me up like your own personal doll!"

"I thought you liked those!" he defended, shrinking as drew near. "I-I swear, I thought that's what you liked to wear!"

"Yeah," you grumbled. "I liked wearing them because I thought that's what you wanted me to wear!" You expression fell from anger to sadness as you backed away from him and sat facing your lap. "I just wanted you to think I was pretty. I thought that...if I let you pick my clothes, maybe you'd find me more appealing."

Usopp could feel his cheeks and ears heat up with your revelation and he guiltily swam towards you, pressing a comforting hand to your shoulder. (Y/N), I do think you're pretty. That's not the problem."

You glanced up at him through your lashes, sniffling. "I know I'm not as well endowed as the other girls but-"

"No, I don't care about all that, you're perfect." He confessed shamefully. "I'm the problem." Your stare bored holes into his head as he struggled to continue, knowing that you were waiting for him to elaborate. "I guess I've just liked you and wanted you for so long...I forgot to see you as a person and not as..."

"A doll?" you asked, looking up at him as he did the same.

"More or less," he confirmed. "I-I'm so sorry."

"Well," you began cautiously. "I can't say I didn't enjoy dressing up for you..."

"R-Really?" he stuttered, fully turning to you now, humbled by the vision of you leaning into his personal space with wanting eyes.

You nodded with a seductive smile. "had you asked, I might have even entertained the idea of modeling some outfits for you...privately." Usopp swallowed a hard lump as he watched you slowly rise from the hot water and inch closer. "I wonder what you did with my panties," you thought aloud. "Why don't you tell me?"

"I-I," he started, stopping short, eyes glued to your body as it slowly exposed itself. "I uh- jerked off with them?" he answered carefully, scared that this was some sort of trap. You shuddered at his reply, caressing your delicate hands along your sides.

"Did you cum all over my panties, Usopp?" You purred in his ear, leaning in close enough to touch him. He nodded shyly to your delight. "What were you doing before I came in here?"

"I think you know..." he murmured, humilated by your teasing.

"But I wanna hear you say it." you admitted, arms snaking around his neck, and legs dangerously close to straddling his lap. "Pretty please?"

"J-jerking off..." he breathed shakily. "With your panties."

"That's a good boy," you cooed, finally settling on his lap, your bare sex snug with his as your thighs provided him with excellent friction. His breath hitched in his throat as you grinded on him, his knuckles whitening from his grip on the step he sat on. "Don't you want to touch me, Usopp?"

"I-I do, more than anything," he sighed, throwing his head back a bit before raising it again. "But I shouldn't. This is a bad idea."

"How do you figure?" you wondered, 'accidentally' weighting yourself to put even more pressure on his throbbing cock.

"W-We can't do this and still be friends after," he rationalized breathlessly. "I-It'll be weird."

"Who said I want to be friends with you after this?" you giggled. "You're mine now. It's only fair considering how much hell you put me through." you smiled down at him, cupping his cheeks with one hand, making them squish. "Besides, I like it when things get weird." You leaned down and planted a kiss on the tip of his nose, trailing down his cheek, and then to his neck, where you stayed, peppering his throat with sweetness, pattern interrupted by the occasional harsh bite. You reveled in the lovely sounds he made for you, before ceasing your ministrations, so suddenly, he was still huffing from the ghost of your touch after it was gone. "That is of course, unless you don't want to be mine, in which case-"

"N-No!" he whined pitifully, interrupting you. "P-Please, I'll be good. I'll be the best boyfriend you've ever had! I-Ill buy you more clothes, and take you out on dates, and whatever else you ask!" his words spilled out even more desperately than he intended them to, which embarrassed him greatly. "J-Just please, I want to be yours, so fucking bad."

You couldn't help but giggle at his adorable groveling. "Awe, you want to be my little boyfriend?" you cooed, caressing his cheeks.

"Yes, more than anything..."

"Good boy," you praised, finally pressing your lips to his, while sensually rolling your hips against his. You loved the way he groaned into your mouth as you taught him how you liked to be kissed, sliding your tongue against his. He was new to this, and you adored that, taking the task of teaching him how things were done as a high honor. "Touch me, baby." You breathed against his lips, guiding his shaking hands to your flesh, and pressing them against you. He held perfectly still wherever you decided to place him, terrified to make a wrong move and have you leave him unattended.

With a little coaching, you were finally able to convince him to squeeze the fat of your hips, if only slightly. "That's it, baby. Doing so good." you eased, coercing him into exploring your skin like an uncharted island. You shuddered under his touch as his pads delicately grazed your nerve endings, reveling in the feeling of being in his arms, and all of your most sensitive parts just within reach of him.

"Can I-?" Usopp tried, parting from you with bated breath as his knuckle caressed the underside of your breast, his mind plagued by thoughts of all the perverted things he'd do to them if granted permission.

"Whatever you want, sweet boy. I'm all yours." you soothed, smiling down at him lovingly. "You don't have to be so nervous."

"I-I know," he sighed shakily. "I've just- I've never...done anything like this, ya know? I don't want to mess up."

"Well, I happen to know that you're a pretty hands-on learner," you giggled, rising against his chest a bit to tease him. "So how about you do what feels right and if I need to, I'll correct you? Think of it as..." you paused for a moment to find something he was good at to compare this moment to, tapping your finger on your chin. "Think of it as tinkering. Taking things apart, putting them back together," as you spoke, you hand snaked down to palm his erection, before taking hold of it and rubbing it against your entrance. "Figuring out what goes where, what things do."

After the inhalation of a sharp breath, for confidence, one of his hands slithered around to the back of your scalp to tangle digits in your wet hair, pulling you into a forceful kiss, while the other enveloped your breast entirely, simply holding it with the tiniest squeeze Usopp could muster. A surprised, but delighted moan escaped you, slipping past your unwilling lips and diminishing against his tongue. It was so jarring how he'd switched from squirming under your words to holding you so tightly, kissing you with such need.

Once he let you withdraw for a breath, you gazed up at him, eyes dripping with lust as you huffed. "Was...that good?" he asked bashfully, now reverting back to his previous demeanor.

"Do that again." you commanded, before squealing with joy as he pulled you back in.

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You whined loudly, drool sliding down your chin as you sat, still in Usopp's lap, this time with your back flush against his chest. Your legs were spread, with one bent and hoisted by the crook in his arm. You offered aid in the form of keeping your other leg at the perfect angle for him, as he sank his middle and index deep inside you. Your arms had long since locked around his neck, anchoring yourself to him as he worked you. You buried your head into his shoulder, your lips dangerously close to his ear, allowing him to listen to all your lewd noises without any other sound taking his attention away. "You sound so pretty, baby." he purred, curling his fingers against you.

The resulting moan embarrassed you, but it was music to his ears. Usopp had always been a quick learner, and it hadn't taken him long at all to realize what made you tick, what areas were the most sensitive, and what moves would numb your mind the fastest. He couldn't help but grin, recalling what you'd said earlier, repeating it for you as you submitted to his ministrations. "What's the matter? Can't handle being taken apart?"

"U-Usopp!" you whimpered, wanting so badly to scold him for making fun of you. It was humiliating how quickly he'd managed to change the dynamic of the moment. He chuckled in response, unhooking his arm and letting your leg fall lax before using his newly freed hand to play with your clit, while the digits of his right fucked you at an even rougher pace.

"What was that, baby?" he cooed, a cocky smirk spreading across his features. "Spit it out."

"B-Be nice..." you begged breathlessly, resting against him. "Please."

"Poor thing," he sighed, letting his pace slow to a near stop. "I'm sorry, baby, how can I make it up?" You struggled to catch your breath as his fingers slipped out of you. Though you couldn't see it, Usopp eagerly brought them to his lips, before sucking a bit of your essence off his previously clean skin. "Taste so good. I wonder if it tastes the same straight from the source?" His words stewed in your mind for a moment while his hand explored you further, action lulling as he allowed you decide what you'd have him do next.

"Can you..." you muttered, and overwhelming shyness taking over before you had the chance to finish. You buried your face in your shoulder before eagerly mumbling the rest.

"What is it, baby? Tell me what you want." he coaxed, one of his calloused hands reaching up to cup your breast, and the other sinking down to spread you out against the steaming water. "Whatever you want, sweet girl." he repeated your previous encouragements, adding to your humiliation. "I'm all yours."

"C-Can you please...eat me out?" you begged, peering up at him with a single pleading eye.

"I thought you'd never ask." he beamed, grabbing your sides and lifting you out of the water entirely, and setting you down on the top step. "C'mere."

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Tears had long since began to roll down your as you laid out on your back, palms bolted over your mouth in a half assed attempt to stifle some of your cries. Still in the tub, in the same spot he'd always been, was Usopp, ensnared in the most heavenly spot- between your legs. Ever great once in awhile, you'd mustered the strength to prop yourself up on your elbows to catch a glimpse of him, but every time, his eyes would dart up to yours, your tingling flesh still in his mouth, and he'd utter the most guttural moan, brows knitting together. A part of you knew it was fake, but the arousal it gave you was far too intense for you to car.

After first, his skills were lackluster to say the least; shy and unsure. But you should have know he'd catch on quickly. Soon he was in sync with you, listening to your reactions to certain moves as if he were cracking a safe. If nothing else, Usopp was observant.

You groveled at the way he peppered kisses all around your thighs and labia, before so delicately spreading it with a slow, downward lick. Your skin felt like static as your hairs stood on end, and your lips let go of the most pathetic sound he'd ever heard.

Truth be told, he wasn't entirely sure what work went into the female orgasm, or how he'd know if you were having one, but he didn't' suppose it mattered. He wanted to be in this position as long as you'd let him; he was honestly doing it for himself more than you, so if he couldn't get you there this way, he'd would have been just as happy being your toy in any other way until he did.

By now, his name was just a ghost on your lips, as you were no longer able to form coherent sentences. Despite this, you still tried to call out to him. "'Sopp..."

With a final sloppy kiss to your sex, his head rose to meet your gaze, only to find you staring back at his with a tear stained face. You were overall a pitiful sight. "You okay, baby?" he soothed, reaching up to rub comforting circles on your tummy.

"C-Can't take it anymore..." you whined, sniffling as emotion over took you. Usopp immediately panicked.

"Oh God, did you want me to stop?" he stammered, terrified over the possibility of you, at some point revoking consent, and him not hearing. "I'm so sorry, here let me get you a towel-"

"Usopp...?" you interupted his worrying for finding something to cover you with by reaching out to him.

"Y-Yeah?"

"I need you to fuck me." you begged, putting on your most confident voice, which in reality, was just a touch above the whining mess you were a moment earlier. "Want you to cum with me."

It took him a moment to process your request, and for the butterflies to clear out of his stomach before he wordlessly approached you. When he was close enough, he gently grabbed your hips and moved you a bit further way from the tub's edge, before sinking down to his knees. Still silent and focused, his strong hands grabbed your ankles to toss your legs over his shoulders and he lined himself up.

"I need you to tell me you really want this." he finally breathed. "I'm totally fine with stopping if this isn't what you want."

You stared up at him through glossy, wanting eyes, thinking his offer over. Though you weren't a virgin, it had been quite a while since you'd had sex, and you were a little nervous, but the aching in your abdomen told gave you your answer. You needed him. "I-I do."

Dark and cloudy eyes studied you skeptically, not fully believing that you were confident in your reply. "Are you sure?" His continuous double-checking aggravated you, as your fists balled in frustration.

"Usopp, please just fuck me already!"

Without another word, or hesitation, he spat into his palm and smoothed it against you, before slowly easing in. You hissed as he stretched you out, eagerly waiting for the agony to melt into pleasure. Usopp took notice of your discomfort almost instantly. "You okay, baby?" You quickly nodded in response, fearing that if you told him it hurt, he would retract. Unbeknownst to you however, he knew. He wasn't entirely ignorant to how sex worked, he knew it could be uncomfortable. In an effort to comfort you while you adjusted, he held perfectly still, peppering kisses all over your face and whispering sweet nothings to get you through. "Doing so good baby, it's okay. Promise I'm gonna take real good care of you."

You shuddered with eyes screwed shut, concentrating on all your senses, in an effort to quail the pain. You inhaled his natural scent, and reached up your fingers to delicately tangle into his coils, as a means of grounding yourself. Once your mind was calmer, you began to feel an emptiness that only he could fill, the agony slowly diminishing. "I-I'm ready." you whispered, lashes fluttering apart, allowing you to gaze up at him, only to find him already staring back, a loving sick glaze coating his chocolatey eyes.

Usopp held you firmly by the hips as he eased himself out, ever so slightly, and then back in fully, his pelvis flush with yours. He held you this way for a moment before repeating cautiously. From the way he treated you, had you been in the state of mind to notice, you would've thought he may have been afraid to hold you with anything but the utmost care. If not, you might break into a million pieces, like the porcelain doll that you were to him. Though he knew better, from the many times he'd seen you hold your own against an enemy whom you had no business squaring up to, in Usopp's eyes- especially now, you were dainty and fragile. No thing that was more than that could possibly be so vulnerable under his ministrations.

He studied your every breath, deciphering it as if it were an ancient rune. Was that labored breath an indicator of your discomfort, or a stifled whimper? All he could do was promise himself that you stop him, should you become uncomfortable, or that the signs would be obvious and he'd catch on quickly. He hadn't noticed it, though his intense focus, but his pace had lulled to a near stop, and you'd begun to worry that he wasn't deriving near as much enjoyment from this as you were. "Usopp...?"

"Yes, baby?" he asked sweetly, trying his best to mask his fear of you asking him to stop.

"Are you okay?" you checked, still bashful from the sensation of being full of him, even if he was deadly still.

"Yeah," he breathed back. "Guess I'm just a little nervous. I just don't want to hurt you."

Your worried expression softened into a gentle smile. "You won't," you reassured. "I can handle a lot." It took him a moment to truly understand what you meant, after which, inflammation spread across his cheeks and ears. "You don't have to be so soft, ya know?" He wordlessly acknowledged what you'd said, leaning down to peck your lips, pressing himself deeper inside you in the process. You get go of a guttural sigh, instantly tossing your head back, breaking away from his lips.

Confidence renewed, Usopp tried to replicate whatever he'd just down, pumping in and out of you at a more steady speed than before. This new sensation overwhelmed you, in the best of ways. You face tingled and your brows knitted together subconsciously as you whined for him with heavy breathing. "You like that, baby?" he huffed, also finding this new pleasure to be putting him under a spell. You nodded nonverbally, your vocal chords busy with singing your pitiful songs. "Tell me 'bout it, baby." he urged as he pace naturally progressed, almost too smoothly for either of your to notice.

"Love it, 'Sopp." you sighed. "Feels so fucking good."

Lost in the moment, he growled at your praises. "God, I love it when you say my name." he confessed, having trouble resisting the urge to pound you into the tile. "Sounds so fucking pretty."

"Usopp," you moaned, a bit more dramatically then you needed to, hoping to tease him with what little control you had. Obviously from the way his mocha orbs darkened, it was effective as his hands abandoned the dough of your hips to find yours, fingers intimately interlocking. He held you pinned to the slippery floor of the washroom as his thrusts became more impactful, maintaining the same painfully steady pace. "Faster baby, please." you sighed, desperate to feel him fully take you with all his force.

'"Not if you're gonna tease me," he chuckled breathlessly. "If you won't be good, you'll have to earn it." This humiliation was bliss as you writhed under his high self esteem, only feeding into it more. Suddenly, he halted, pausing his movements all together, creating an almost agonizing disappointment between your legs. "Show me how good you can be," he cooed. "Fuck yourself on my cock, baby girl." You mewled at his words and the chills they sent down your spine as your struggled to horizontally pleasure yourself against him, getting nearly no results. "Need some help?" he condescended, grinning down at you. You nodded shyly, tossing your head to the side to save yourself a sliver of dignity. "Just tell me you'll be good and I'll finish you off." he reassured, looming over you, while running a calloused palm down your stomach.

"P-please fuck me, Usopp." you stammered, barely audibly. "I'll be good, I promise."

"That's what I like to hear." he laughed, his free hand once again clasping yours as he went in with nearly all the speed he could muster, reducing your brain to mush. Usopp smiled lovingly down at you when he noticed your state, drool dribbling down the side of your cheek and eyes rolled back. You looked so cute like this, he wished he could take a picture. Perhaps another time.

Your body had already taken far too much damage for you to hold out much longer, and shortly after he'd begun again, you could feel particularly strong waves crashing on your shores. You yearned so badly to be able to glance up at him, and looking into his eyes when you inevitably came undone, but your ability to pry your eyes open had long since been revoked. If you had been able to see him, however, you would have reveled in the sight of him, falling apart at the seams, shallow, labored breaths falling over kiss swollen lips. His head was dipped in exhaustion, all his stamina reserved in his hips, and none left to maintain any resemblance of posture. Your name spilled out of him in the form of ghostly praises and curses as his brows knitted together as his expression came to mirror his one from earlier, submissive and needed.

"Fuck," he whined. "Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum," he chanted, as if he could will himself of come down from his impending high. He had no concept of how long the two of you had been together, but there was no way he could allow this to end yet.

Your skin felt like static as you listened to his lewd prayers, and a terrible idea popped into your head. If he wasn't going to fill you up on his own accord, you'd just have to milk it out of him. Still huffing, with barely any energy left, and with your own orgasm mere moments away, you clenched your walls around his cock, adoring the sounds he choked out as a result. "Stop it," he moaned. "You're gonna- ah damnit." he tried, only to have you repeat your actions, finally giving way to the results you wanted.

Usopp came to a pitiful end, all the confidence he'd once held for pinning you stripped away with the loveliest sting of curses you'd ever heard with your name being final bead. As his precision faltered, the sensation of his essence dripping out of you, coupled with the last few sloppy thrusts he could muster did you in, and you screamed out for him, his name echoing off the tiled walls.

Your lover collapsed against you, struggling to find his breath after achieving his first climax with a partner as he collected you in his arms, clinging to whatever plush bits of you his fingers could find. "That was...mind blowing." he admitted. "You were- just perfect."

You giggled sleepily, freeing a hand from his vice of an embrace to tangle into his hair, scratching his scalp lovingly. "Thank you. You weren't too bad yourself, for a rookie."

"Yeah well," he chuckled, his voice cracked from over use and exhaustion. "You bet your sweet ass we're gonna be doin' a lot of practicing from now on."

Note: I don't think a single fic has taken me longer to write (when I was continuously working on it). This has taken me about 8 hours across four days to complete, and I'm so proud of it! I know so many people asked for this and I was glad to oblige. Please like, reblog, and reply! I read all of your replies and reblog notes and they always absolutely make my day!

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