#♡ sabohime.writes

[sabohime]

♡ 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

multi x fem!reader

♡ . eek my first post!! some simple headcannons for you guys! enjoy :) nothing explicit (for now 😈) but! there are references to dicksucking!

♡ . includes: law, sabo, sanji

LAW

Law is constantly on edge. It hurts seeing your captain so stressed all the time.

So, being the dutiful crewmate you are, you decide to…provide him with a little ‘relaxant’. It’s not your fault he’ll have to work for it…

“Y/n-ya, what are you-“ “It’s hot, Captain!”

Law blushes at that. You can barely see it through the Tang’s dim lighting and his tanned skin, but from the way his eyes widen and his breath hitches, you can tell your plan is working.

Why is he harping about your wardrobe? Well, your typical Heart Pirates boiler suit had been traded in for a tight tank and skimpy shorts. How old were these? With the way your thighs were pinched by the elastic of your shorts, and the way your breasts practically fell out of your top, Law was certain you had dug deep in your closet to fish these clothes out.

“Y/n-ya. Seriously,” his tattooed hand rests on your shoulder now, dangerously close to the thin strap of your tank top. “We have uniforms for a reason.”

“Are you really gonna make me change, Captain?” you pout. You watch his brow furrow, and you know you’ve got him now.

“I think I’ll have fun ripping this off of you, Y/n-ya,” he grunts, hot breath now in your ear. His hands wander down to your shorts, palming your ass and taking notice of your lack of panties. “Even more dress code violations? I might just have to punish you tonight, Y/n-ya.”

You gulp. Law says Room and suddenly you’re in his bedroom.

“Regretting your decision, Y/n-ya?”

SABO

Once again, Dragon’s given him far too much paperwork.

As his secretary, it’s your job to provide him with some repose from his workload.

So…What better to let him take another load out on you? Maybe you should snag a pillow from your desk chair next time…

“Chief, I brought you the tea you asked for. A splash of milk and extra sugar,” you say, repeating his order sweetly and perfectly from years of practice. When you cross the threshold to his office, you find your chief of staff with his vest off, cravat undone and on the table, and his shirt partly unbuttoned.

The sight of his scarred, muscular chest makes you gulp. It’s okay Y/n, you can do this, you assure yourself.

“Thank you, Y/n-chan. You’re so kind, helping me out,” Sabo says, his cheeks rosy and smile innocent. You think him the perfect caricature of a schoolboy.

“It’s nothing, chief. I am your secretary after all. It’s my job,” you grin, placing the tea on his desk in front of him. You make sure to lean over and give him an eyeful of cleavage, just in case he might be interested.

“Is it your job to tease me as well?”

You freeze. You didn’t actually think he’d take the bait. Shit.

“Don’t be shy now, Y/n-chan. I’ve already gotten a nice view of your tits. And your skirt could be pulled down a tad, I suppose. You’re hardly professional these days,” you listen, face hot, sweat beginning to run down your back. At least he wasn’t scolding you— that was evident in the fact he said ‘tits’, and the generally teasing lilt in his usually silky smooth voice. It’s gotten deeper because he’s so tired, and it’s starting to make you clench your thighs.

“I-uh, I’m sorry, chief. I- I figured…” you scramble, trying to think of some excuse to remedy this situation. “I figured you might want a, uh, distraction. Right! A distraction from work!”

“Oh really?” the blond grins, pushing his chair away from his desk and moving his hands to unbutton his trousers. “Dragon-san has been giving me so much paperwork. It’s the least you could do, right Y/n-chan?”

You watch in awe as he takes himself out of his boxers.

“Now, Y/n-chan…How much of a distraction can you be?”

SANJI

Sanji gets hard just from smelling women’s perfume. So seducing him is easier than…really anything.

So, one night you can’t sleep. And the chef in the kitchen preparing recipes seems like a wonderful target for your affections.

“Sanji-kun, what’re you making?”

Sanji jumps from his place stirring on the counter, surprised at the sound of your beautiful voice.

“Oh my! Has an angel descended down on me to try my humble cooking?” the man swirls around you with hearts in his eyes, eventually bending down on one knee to kiss your knuckles. “It’s nothing special, my dear Y/n-swan. Simply practicing recipes for fruit tarts.”

You cup his cheek. A trickle of blood comes down his nose, but he pulls away from your touch to quickly wipe it away.

“Sounds yummy, Sanji. Could I try one?”

“Of course, mellorine!” Sanji keens. You smile at how cute he is. The blond grabs a fruit tart, which happens to be your favorite fruit, and brings it over to you.

He sits it on a plate in front of you, waiting like a lapdog as he anticipates praise for his cooking. However you don’t move to pick up the tart.

“Y/n…swan?”

“Feed it to me, Sanji-kun?” you say seductively, leaning over the kitchen island so your breasts pop over your crossed arms. Immediately Sanji is staring, but you don’t scold him this time. This was your goal.

“Of- of course, anything for my Y/n-swan,” Sanji stutters. He brings the small tart to your lips, and as you reach the last bite, you grab his wrist.

You decide to be extra bold, and lick a stripe up his finger. Your mouth detaches with a pop, and Sanji looks like he might pass out.

“That was good, Sanji-kun. Do you have any other special treats for me?”

[sabohime]

♡ 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐦𝐚𝐬!

sabo x fem!reader

♡ . what happens when you take my favorite holiday and my favorite kink and put them together? this!

♡ . tw. breeding kink, pregnancy kink, tummy bulge, being tied up, gloved vaginal fingering, plenty of pet names ‘princess’, ‘doll’, ‘mama’ etc, slight orgasm denial, uh wow this really got away from me!

♡ . zoro. luffy. sanji.

Sabo had returned home in one of his moods.

After months away doing Revolutionary work, he hadn’t seen you, his darling girlfriend, in far too long. Meaning, the only release he’d had for almost a year was his fist. Which did not compare to your pussy. At all.

Now you were tied to the headboard, his leather belt rubbing your wrists red. Your blond god of a boyfriend had one gloved hand on your knee, keeping your legs spread perfectly wide for him.

His other hand, however, was busy pumping two thick fingers into your dripping cunt.

“You like that, doll? Bein’ stretched out like this?” His fingers curved, hitting that special spot inside of you. You were so close to that high. Tears rolled down your cheeks, his fingers working you up only to slow just as you nearly reach climax.

“Ah ah,” he tuts, removing his fingers and licking the drippings off of his glove. “Good girls cum on cocks, sweetheart.”

He positions himself above you, leaning down to kiss away your tears. He chases the droplets with his tongue, kissing down your neck and collarbones. Sabo licks at the numerous marks left on your pretty skin. He bites down hard, right above your nipple. You cry in pleasure, longing to grab his hair and pull. But Sabo doesn’t untie your hands.

He leans closer, tongue swirling around the hardened bud of your nipple. With his hand, still gloved, he pinches your other nipple and palms your breast.

“Look at these, darling,” Sabo says, his hot breath fanning against your nipple, which is wet with his spit. He cups your tits in his hands. “Imagine how they’d swell with milk when I knock you up.”

Your breath hitches. You feel slick gush from your pussy just from his words. He chuckles.

“You like that, Y/n? The idea of getting knocked up?”

Sabo’s face is barely a centimeter from yours. His heavy cock rests on your belly as he leans in. The blond captures you in a needy kiss, and the feeling is so euphoric you don’t notice that Sabo had undone the belt keeping your hands tied.

“Sabo!” you yell, throwing your arms around his neck to connect his lips with yours again. You grind your hips upward.

“So needy for me, princess. Want my cock that bad?”

“Bo, stop teasing!” you whine. Sabo grins.

“Don’t whine, mama. I think I know how to satiate you.”

In a swift motion, Sabo picks you up and flips you around so you’re on your hands and knees. His cock prods at your entrance, thick head parting your sweet lips. The rough leather of his gloves graze your nipples as he squeezes them harshly. One of his hands moves down to your stomach.

“Isn’t this nice? Soon there’ll be a hot, potent load right here. Right in my Y/n-chan’s womb.” He pushes the tip in. You moan at the intrusion.

“Do you think it’ll take right away?” he pushes another inch inside you. “Or will I have to keep breeding you and breeding you?” another inch.

“Your cunt is so greedy, princess,” he hisses. “Suckin’ me in so well. Damn, I think it’ll take right away.” He bullies the rest of his cock into you, his fat tip brushing against your cervix. But he doesn’t move. He presses kisses to your shoulder and rubs the bump in your tummy from his cock. Suddenly he removes himself until just his tip remains inside you.

“So, what do you think, Y/n?” he grunts in your ear. “That I’ll stuff you with twins?” he bottoms out inside you and you scream. You can practically feel his cock inside your womb. “Triplets, even?”

The visual almost brings you to orgasm: waiting patiently for your Revolutionary husband to return— in his absence you’d grown completely gravid with his kids, stomach round and swollen all because of a single night. How your tits weep with milk, how your hips and ass had grown even wider. How your pussy practically controls your day to day, needing to stop and beg your husband to fuck you.

With that fantasy, you close your eyes tight and scream Sabo’s name, your walls fluttering and clenching around him. He comes with you, shooting a load deep into your womb. Once you both catch your breaths, Sabo laughs.

“Sorry, princess. I got a little carried away.” He nuzzles your cheek, pressing a kiss to your jaw.

“S’okay,” you mumble, still blissed out. “Love you.”

“Love you too, Y/n,” he responds, kissing your head.

[sabohime]

Sabo and law threesome ?🫶🏽

♡ hehe anon you’re speaking my language!

you’re on your side in bed, sandwiched between your lovers. law is behind you, his heavy cockhead prodding your asshole as he rasps dirty things in your ear about how he’ll tear you open. sabo is in front of you, his cock gliding between your folds, wet with your slick. he doesn’t slip inside you, content with teasing for now. law’s tattooed fingers creep in between your thighs, and you let him ease open your legs as he preps your awaiting hole. when he finally pushes in, sabo swallows your moans in a kiss, and eagerly drinks up your screams of pleasure as he finally thrusts up into your cunt. when law cums, he decorates your ruined asshole with his thick spend— murmuring about how it would look so much better dripping from your pussy instead. alas, it’s sabo’s turn, and when his gloved hands grip your hips and he finally releases inside of you, you feel your stomach burn with the familiar warmth of his cum. sabo suckles your nipples as you ride through your own orgasm, and law reaches around to stimulate your clit. once you come down from your high, your lovers trail kisses down your body, and before you know it they’ve switched sides. “ready for round two, y/n-ya?” “yeah, princess. let us be a little greedy tonight.”

[sabohime]

ugh i’m in a ‘wants to be bred’ typa mood (when am i not) but like. jsksjsk….law or sabo or zoro just. FOLDING you over and pounding into you like no tomorrow because they can’t help the fact you look so pretty! and they want some pretty little babies! it’s not their fault you’d give him everything he wanted (even if all he wants is to keep you nice and knocked up with his kids!)