#Marco/harem

[imeriayapping]

[marcsplaining]

alecedro in thailand???

[torturedpoetsdepartmentemployee]

If anyone is interested I have a Buggy Centric story on AO3. There are two chapters posted so far.

Summary: The kids who come into the Jolly and visit Buggy act as unintentional matchmakers for our resident clown.

Pairings: Main - Shanks x Buggy Crocodile x Buggy Mihawk x Buggy Sub - Doflamingo x Buggy Marco x Buggy Corazon x Buggy (essentially Buggy Harem)

[isacksteban]

i think that dj thing alecedro and marco go to is just a cover for a harem.

[the-boy-who-sought-freedomm]

Sad boyfriends

[xamaxenta]

Giggles over ace harem. Poor Marco is being smothered by aces and ace’s tits as they’re squabbling over who gets him first. Sure Marco has mythical stamina but ace is insatiable as a person, 10 aces wanting ‘attention’ is gonna kill him. God it’s gonna be a wonderful death though, he’s grinning like a loon and the pissy aggressive ace is already decided to screw dibs rules and is trying to shove a hand down Marcos pants to get at his ass

Aggressive Ace and the horny one are squabbling over who gets Marco and Marco watches helplessly as those two end up kissing each other furiously like oh.

Oh. (He can only be so erect)

Who said the Ace’s can’t entertain themselves with each other whilst Marco gets sandwiched :3

But for how long remains to be seen before theyre whining for his attention again hehe

[nautiscarader]

Marco shouted as a naked Jackie and Janna pulled him into the shower

"Aargh! Wha-what are you doing here?!", Marco shouted as a naked Jackie and Janna pulled him into the shower.

"What does it look like?", Jackie quickly replied.

"We need our daily dose of Diaz…"

"But here? Now?", Marco continued, worried that someone at the gym might have seen them sneaking around. "Plus, I left my c-condoms in the backpack…"

"Don't worry, you won't need'em…"

Jackie and Janna exchanged mischievous smirks before dropping to their knees, giggling at the fact that Marco might have been timid to make love in a public place, but his cock had no problems…

A moment later, Marco let out a dreamy sigh as two tongues coiled around his sensitive head, while two hands cupped his balls, delicately massaging them with meticulous dedication.

But only when they joined their lips round him, the true desires of theirs have been revealed; first they peppered Marco's cock with double-ended kisses, only to turn their mouths into tunnel of love for Marco to slide in and out.

And then,as his cock was properly coated in their mixed saliva, the girls decided to take turns, seeing which one can take the most of him down their throats, with the other girl acting as a judge, marking the ever increasing record with her mouth.

Above them, Marco was on cloud nine, the safe boy having long forgotten the risk of being caught, mesmerised by their gazes and their submissive positions that nonetheless made him their toy.

But only when they joined their ferocious forces, Marco felt he was going to break. But Janna and Jackie were prepared for that, pressing their open, waiting mouths, waiting for the inevitable flood of seed they could feel churning in his balls…

And when he came, the girls made sure to collect every glob of his sperm he tried distributing equally between his thirsty lovers, watching as their mouths slowly fill with thick, white cream. After a long minute, with a final drop spilled, Jackie and Janna joined their mouths again in a long, deviously erotic kiss that celebrated Marco's virility that was slowly shared and swallowed, until the ladies stood up, proudly showing their empty mouths, having satiated their thirst.

"Not a drop wasted", Jackie noted, "We didn't want to put you in a trouble if it clogged the drain…"

"And let's face it, that amound would have done that…", Janna licked her lips.

The girls kissed his cheek and were about to sneak out, when Marco suddenly grabbed Jackie and pressed her against the wall, her leg already lifting to close around is waist. It seemed Marco no longer cared about the risk of being caught, and if he was going to leave no traces of their activity by cumming inside, he was ready to risk much more…

[sh4nksslvt]

Sea Kings, Smart Mouths, and Stolen Hearts

A wandering scholar with the rare ability to read the Poneglyphs finds themselves entangled in the chaotic world of the Whitebeard Pirates.

PART 3 OF READER WHO CAN READ PONEGLYPH

whitebeard pirates x gn!reader ౨ৎ💗 ONE SHOT

main characters: Ace, Thatch, Izou, Marco

tags: fluff, sfw, harem, soft

a/n: this js me trying to write ffs, this is experimental and for fun only so expect this ffs cringe and oc

word count: 1.2k

masterlist | ko-fi

: 𓏲🐋 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖✩࿐࿔ 🌊

The Moby Dick was a floating temple of chaos.

You’d been on board for exactly three hours when you witnessed a fistfight over the last bottle of rum, a man juggling knives while drunk off his ass, and someone trying to arm-wrestle a literal sea king. And for some reason, every single one of them tried to rope you into it.

You were sitting on a barrel near the railing, minding your own damn business, when a piece of driftwood floated by — a small, smooth thing, carved with ancient script.

Your fingers twitched.

The words called to you. Whispered in a tongue long dead to the world. It was harmless, but old. You reached out, brushing your fingers over it, murmuring softly.

“Hey, what’re you doin’?”

You didn’t even flinch when the voice broke your concentration. You finished reading the last word before looking up. A man stood there, grin too big for his face, hair looks like bread, scar on side of his eye. He's sun-browned and scarred, and a bottle swung lazily in his hand.

“Talking to wood,” you said dryly.

He barked out a laugh. “Name’s Thatch. I like you already.”

“Is it because I didn’t scream?”

“Nope. It’s ‘cause you look like you’re about to either murder someone or seduce ‘em. That’s a rare vibe to pull off.”

You quirked a brow but said nothing. Thatch clapped you on the back anyway, nearly sending you overboard.

“C’mon,” he said. “You can sulk better at the fire.”

Dinner on the Moby Dick was less of a meal and more of a battle royale.

Men shouted, meat sizzled over open flames, and ale flowed like water. You sat at the edge of it, quietly nursing a cup of something that tasted like regret and old socks.

A man with fiery freckles and a grin to match dropped into the seat beside you. He immediately reached for your drink.

You grabbed his wrist without looking.

“Mine.”

He blinked, then grinned wider. “Name’s Ace. You’re the new one, huh?”

“No,” you deadpanned. “I’m the old one. I’ve just been invisible this whole time.”

Ace snorted. “Smartass.”

Thatch appeared behind him, slinging an arm around both your shoulders. “Told you, Ace — they’re my favorite.”

You were already plotting his demise.

It didn’t take long for the others to circle.

A man with long, flowing hair and sharp eyes introduced himself as Izou. He looked you up and down like you were a puzzle with missing pieces.

“You’re strange,” he said, not unkindly.

“Thanks.”

“I like strange.”

You raised your cup in salute.

And then there was Marco.

He didn’t say anything at first. Just watched you from across the fire, golden eyes flickering like dying embers. When he finally approached, you were standing alone on the deck, staring up at a sky so thick with stars it made your teeth ache.

“You’re not like them,” Marco said quietly.

“Observant.”

He smirked. “What’s your deal?”

You hesitated. But the truth felt easier here, in the dark.

“I read things,” you said. “Things I shouldn’t be able to. Ancient things.”

“Poneglyphs.”

You stiffened, and Marco’s smirk turned sharp.

“Relax,” he murmured. “Your secret’s safe. Pops wouldn’t give a damn. Most of us wouldn’t either.”

You eyed him. “And you?”

“I find it interesting.”

You snorted. “You would.”

His laugh was soft. “Smartmouth.”

The next day, some poor idiots tried to attack the Moby Dick.

They came in hot — four ships bristling with cannons and swords, foaming at the mouth about bounties and revenge. You barely blinked.

The crew went feral.

Ace leapt into the fray with fire on his heels, Thatch laughing as he tossed knives with deadly precision. Izou shot a man out of mid-air, unfazed as blood misted the deck.

One fool broke through the chaos and made a beeline for you.

“Oi, scholar!” he sneered. “You’re worth a fortune!”

You sighed.

Raising a hand, you spoke a word older than kingdoms, and the man’s sword crumbled to dust in his grip.

He paled.

You spoke again, and the air around him shimmered — his boots turned to brittle stone, cracking beneath him. The third word sent him flying backward with a force that shattered the nearest mast.

The crew went dead silent.

Ace let out a long, low whistle. “Yo.”

“Did you see that?” Thatch yelped. “That was badass.”

Izou eyed you like you’d just turned into his favorite thing.

Marco, perched on the highest beam, grinned.

“Not helpless, then.”

You rolled your eyes. “Hardly.”

After that, you became a sort of legend.

The scholar who spoke to stones and made enemies vanish with a word. The one even sea kings gave a wide berth.

And the harem started forming before you could stop it.

Thatch started bringing you food, drinks, and increasingly ridiculous trinkets (“This is a seashell shaped like a butt, you’re welcome.”).

Ace followed you everywhere. Literally everywhere. You once found him outside the bathroom.

“What,” you demanded.

He shrugged. “Felt like it.”

"tsk."

Izou taught you how to braid hair. His hands were surprisingly gentle for a man who could blow your head off without blinking.

And Marco? He made it worse.

Sitting beside you at night, speaking of things he shouldn’t remember. Old places, lost names. His hand brushing yours when no one was looking.

You should’ve run.

You didn’t.

And the comedy never stopped.

Like the time Ace tried to fight a giant crab to impress you and got pinched in a place no man should ever get pinched.

Or when Thatch bet you couldn’t outdrink him and passed out three shots in, leaving you to doodle a mustache on his face.

Or when Izou declared you’d look better in one of his kimonos and actually wrestled you into one. (It did look good. You never admitted it.)

Even Marco wasn’t safe. You caught him napping once, a seagull perched on his head. You didn’t tell him. You let it happen.

Then came the Poneglyph.

Buried in the heart of a ruined island, half-sunken beneath the sea. You felt it before you saw it — an ache in your chest, a pulse beneath your skin.

The crew followed you in.

“This place gives me the creeps,” Thatch muttered.

“Maybe ‘cause it’s cursed,” Ace said, poking a skull.

“Both of you shut up,” Izou hissed.

You found the slab in the heart of the ruin. Black stone, ancient words glowing faintly. It sang to you.

And like an idiot, you answered.

You spoke the words.

Power thrummed through the ground, the air, your bones. The sea roared. The sky cracked.

The world shifted.

When you opened your eyes, you were on your knees. Marco was crouched beside you, worry in his gaze.

“You okay?” he asked.

You nodded, breathless. “Yeah.”

“What did it say?”

You hesitated. “War’s coming.”

His jaw tightened.

But then Ace clapped you on the back, nearly toppling you. “If anyone’s startin’ a war with you on our side, they’re screwed.”

Thatch grinned. “Dibs on being your right-hand man.”

Izou smirked. “I call left.”

Marco chuckled. “I’ll be wherever you need me.”

You sighed. “You’re all idiots.”

But you didn’t feel alone anymore.

That night, on the deck beneath a sky bleeding silver, Marco sat beside you.

“You belong here, y’know,” he said quietly.

You didn’t answer.

“Not just as some scholar. As one of us.”

You stared at the sea. “Even if I’m dangerous?”

He shrugged. “So are we.”

He touched your hand, fingers curling around yours.

“Besides,” Marco added, a grin tugging at his lips, “you still owe me a drink.”

You smiled.

For the first time in years, it felt easy.

“Deal.”

[quinloki]

I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT I FEEL SO LOVED RIGHT NOW

Every time I reblog something Marco related, SOMEONE comes into my askbox and says "Marco? Really?" like fucking clock work and I'm CONFUSED !!

Let me sex up that 40-something year old man !! Let me hold his hand and run my fingers through that fuckin hair !! Let me smooch him in goddamn peace !!! He's like a fine wine and I'm chuggin' him back !!!!!!

[that-student-that-has-homework]

I'm popping by to try the trend. Ship your moots with characters from One Piece? :3

woohoo! welcome! have a cup a coffee while I figure it out!

and thank you for asking!! 💚💚

@philistiniphagottini - you probably guessed this, but Charlotte Katakuri. I know it's the most predictable choice, but he'd be such a sweetheart and my greatest concern would be your mother-in-law and not him. Even then, Katakuri's got his ways of making sure you stay nice and safe and appreciated and that's all I want for you.

I'd lace his donuts with laxatives if ever anything happened to you.

@true-deru - first character that came to mind was actually Marco. I know he looks like a pineapple, but he's just such a sweetie. I'm looking for someone with a can-do attitude and a dose of healthy positivity and Marco's got it. I feel like he'd be able to keep up with you too. The other one who came to mind was Dracule Mihawk, inspired by Nanami, he lives a mostly simple peaceful life and farms.

@dawns-breath - I'm looking through my mental archives of men to find one who would match well with you...Corazon aka Rosinante. His name is Rosinante, his title is Corazon! Past pain turned into a kind man. He's a bit of a clutz but absolutely adorable, went an extra mile for a kid he barely knew just because he didn't want him to end up as awful as someone else he knew.

I know he looks like a derp, but from a personality point of view it could work! and Shanks is too suspicious and not put-together enough for me to allow him near you 😤

@kewpie-aisle - I wanna give you Smoker because he reminds me a little of Iwa (who I associate you with) and it's like - the seriousness is there. He's also pretty flexible when it comes to making sure objective good is done.

@silentgravesdontexist - you get Ace of course

@throwmethroughawindow - who could I ship you with other than your beloved Ace?

@kora-vevi - Ace. I feel like Ace would always do his best for you

@captainportgasdace - I feel like this is an obvious choice too, either way, it's the guy in your handle 😉

@feral-artistry - shipping you with anyone who isn't Mihawk...feels...like it would be an interesting experience, but who else but Mihawk for you though?

me looking for characters to ship my moots with: Ace, Ace, more Ace, not the sword-head, not Law, Luffy's cute but as a lover? nope. Kidd? nope. Rayleigh? cute, but also...Shanks? suspicious...but hot, he might do...Sanji? girl no.

Ace has a harem now I guess?

[idontknowanametouse]

The Queer Piece is real

In a continuation to this post, I'll put here queer headcanons for every fucking character I am aware of (and care about) of one piece.

Shanks: trans, gay, he/him, divorced from Buggy (but they keep coming back and divorcing again) and in a complicated relationship with Mihawk and Crocodile

Ace: trans, gay, he/him, dating Yamato

Sabo: nonbinary boy, asexual, they/he, dating Koala

Uta: trans, bisexual, she/they/white/purple/red/cute/song/art

Kuina: nonbinary, aroace, they/it/xe/ze/ey

Mihawk: trans, gay, asexual, he/him, in a delicate polycule with Buggy, Crocodile and Shanks.

Perona: transfem demigirl, asexual lesbian, any except he/him with preference for she/they/it/ghost/cute/pink/boo

Nojiko: bisexual, she/her

Bellemere: trans, she/her

Kaya: asexual panromantic, she/her, dating Usopp

Buggy: pangender, pansexual, any pronouns, being chased to death by Mihawk, Shanks and Crocodile.

Crocodile: trans, gay, he/him, has a harem with Mihawk, Buggy and Shanks.

Kiku: trans, she/her.

Hancock: lesbian, she/her

Katakuri: intersex genderqueer, aroace, they/he/it.

Pudding: transmasc bigender, he/she

Ivankov: unlabeled queer, any pronouns

Corazon: agender, aroace, it/he

Doflamingo: gay, he/him

Kuma: aroace, he/him

Moria: agender, any pronouns

Lucci: gay, he/him, dating Paulie

Kid: trans, gay, any pronouns except for she/her, dating Killer

Killer: gay, he/him, Kid's partner

Marco: paraman, bisexual, they/he

Koala: polysexual, she/her, dating Sabo

Shirahoshi: trans, she/they/cute/pink/bubble/pearl/ey

Bon Clay: bigender, she/they/he

Baby 5: bisexual, she/her

Koby: trans, acespec gay, he/they

Helmeppo: gay, he/him

Smoker: trans, demiromantic gay, he/him

Tashigi: trans, lesbian, she/her

Carrot: transfem demigirl, fluff/she

Pedro: queer, he/him

Shaka, Lilith, Atlas, Pitagoras, Edison and York: all nonbinary and intersex, all aroace (though Lilith flirts a lot with everyone), all they/them

Yasopp, Zeff, Cobra, Makino, Kureha, Tom, Iceburg, Momonosuke, Hiyori, Rayleigh and White Beard are all allies.

[stillxnunpxidintern]

So the past few days I've been wanting some OP Werewolf and there not many on A03, so that got me thinking what I would want.

I keep thinking either Poly with Ace and Marco or Shank and Beckman, or have a Reverse Harem, (I like older men in op, and then there Ace).

Ace is a black wolf, Marco is a light tan wolf, Beck is a grey wolf and Shanks is a red-brown wolf. They are able to shift when they like but will always shift on the full moon.

Cuddling up with one, 2 or 3 of them or all them would be so good, human or wolf form. If your feeling cold you can snuggle up against just one of them, own personal heating, and feel nice and warm. Could end up in at the bottom puppy pile, with grown wolves "laying" on top of you.

Them scenting you when every you go out or come back, if they're not come with you, making sure people(other creatures) know that you belong them.

With the Whitebeard &/or Red Force pack, constantly teasing you all if you're around, cause of how they act around you. Marco and Beck are less likely to get fluster by you, but when it does happen it adorable. Ace and Shanks are normally making fools of themselves, which makes Marco and Beck wondering their own sanity sometimes.

They're all super protective, as they growl and crowd around you, intimidating anyone who is trying to harasses you or trying to hurt to you.

Each of them having a preferred spot on you, for their claim marks are.

Ace's claim mark is on the shoulder/neck, Marco has his on the side of the chest or waist, Shanks put his on the wrist and Beck place his on the inner thigh. When they kiss/lick their own marks it sends shivers down the spine and makes you feel safe/loved/flustered.

They go slightly feral when they see you wearing any of their clothes, being covered in their scent and then you have to fend them off, so they don't drag you away from prying eyes and you end up with marks and bruises that they love to leave on you, as well as making you sore and walk slightly with a limp, so they can just carry you everywhere.

On the full moon you will sit outside wrapped up in a blanket and drink in hand, cause they always want to see you at least once on full moon night before running off to run with their packs or they howl till you come out.

Some of the spicy thoughts are, of them pining you down and dominating you, ass in the air presented to them. Their stamina is insane and can go for many rounds unlike you, who generally ends up just letting do that they want, as you end up as bubbling mess by the end and tied together with one for a few minutes before being released.

The aftercare and cuddles are amazing.

[quinloki]

its getting worse i legit got myself a can of opineapple and just ate it. what level of blorbo is this

Marco is just that powerful xD

I dragged @kazieai into his orbit, so keeps finding pineapple goods at random stores xD like, it’s just that powerful.

Once you’re in the orbit there’s no escape.

Your only hope is to drag someone new in to keep you company. And thus does the harem grow and he deserves all the love and pampering.

And perhaps the occasional moment of angst and suffering. Because that’s how you love your Blorbo 🥰💖😂

[dazeddoodles]

Zero Jones quotes, vol 1

The following has mostly been changed for parody reasons

''I would never accept Dana's apology even if she bought me a Nintendo switch 2!''

*looks at a comic where Amity steps on a crack to break her mom's back* YOU ARE A TRAITOR! (not fully what he said, but a refuse to repeat him mixing a slur with a cartoon character, just know it starts with R)

*luzco art exists*

(him insert death threats and telling the person to end themselves and stalking their page)

''I HATE MATT, I WANNA RIP HIM APART MOLECULE BY MOLECULE, ATOM BY ATOM!''

''Gus would NEVER like Matt that way!''

''HAILEY ON IT CANCELLED THE OWL HOUSE!''

''I'm tired of the lies! THERE IS NO SEASON 3 OF TOH! ITS ALL JUST SPECIALS AND MOVIES!!!''

And now for my favorite one

I give you the false hero act or what I call probably Zero Jones having narcissism-

''Don't worry owl house fandom, I, ZERO JONES! Paladin of anime harem and cartoons, shall save the owl house. For I will learn how to use blender, and bring the owl have use up from the dead! WHILE DANA ABANDONED US!...jumped the shark to work on the super Mario hack, with murderbots, and digital circus....''

Person: but why not support her new project? It has people from amphibia working on it-''

''SHUT UP YOU TRAITOR, SHUT UP AND GO TO HELL!!!!''

This has been, Zero Jones quotes.

Okay? I don't know what you want me to do with this?

Although hating that stupid Luz and Marco ship is the only thing I agree with here

[beanghostprincess]

Follow up of the Marco And Shanks Feuding Over Buggy -

Once things resolve, the captains are somehow the WORST instigators. Roger, once he realized Marco was flirting with his Baby Bug, is caught between "well, kid has good taste" and "Oh I Gotta Kill A Child".

Whitebeard makes frequent comments about daughter in laws and it sends EVERYONE reeling, especially Buggy. He thinks it's hilarious, and it mostly joking ((but a little serious)).

Maybe it's the multishipper in me, maybe it's the polyamory projection, but eventually Shanks and Buggy have The Conversation about being captains of the own crews, of being each other's most definitely, of being married ((they are 13-15 when The End Is Nigh for Roger, and I can see Buggy having a sudden realization that Captain that Dad is dying. She and Shanks speedrun being married so he can do it. They're minors so it isn't official, but they get/make rings, set it up and have Captain officiate it so they're "married". It's the closest they'll get to the real deal and both need their dad there for this.)).

Shanks and Buggy establish an open relationship. They can be with and pursue others, but communication is key and they need to just keep each other relatively in the loop.

Buggy jokingly asks if Marco is still a sore subject, and Shanks shoots her a grin. "If you stay mine, you can be with whoever you like. Just promise me you will make sure he treats you the way you deserve, princess."

The next time Marco crosses either, it's Shanks. And he asks "hey featherhead, still crushing on clowns?"

"And if I am?"

"Here's her denden number - be nice, be polite, don't hurt her or I'll roast you for dinner, chicken boy :))"

"What"

"Byyyyeeeee~"

"No wait what-yoi-?"

Buggy goes on to assemble the world's weirdest, most unexpected polycule. A Yonko husband, a Yonko's division commander boyfriend, two warlords, a Marine, maybe a Revolutionary, just... wild ass polycule.

((Bonus, once she settles in the East for a bit, Zeff takes one look at her and goes "Oh boy now I have a niece. Damn it all." He threatens to shovel talk anyone who dates his weird clown niece but they rarely stop by the East, so he's got the conversations scripted in his head. When Mihawk shows up, he is READY.))

Buggy also has a bunch of evil exes bc she's a catch but she doesn't always clock red flags. It's mostly fine, but if any attempt retaliation, usually she's oblivious, either bc her crew goes full Protect Mom Mode or bc her current partners... take out the trash, as it were :))

Once Luffy realizes Buggy is basically his step mom is all sorts of ways, the Strawhat Protection System is enacted full throttle. She is oblivious. It's hilarious. Buggy has Scary Dog Privileges and doesn't even realize.

Whitebeard still calls her daughter-in-law. Roger is screaming crying throwing up in the afterlife. Rayleigh flips between "Oh my baby girl can handle herself ahe's so strong" and "Nobody Is Good Enough For My Daughter". Crocus hoards all newspapers that so much as mention her or Shanks.

Just. Silly funny polycule shenanigans.

Buggy just has a whole ass harem of boys pining over her and she goes through life thinking they're normal about her but they're not. They're literally obsessed with her. She only loves Shanks and is fond of Crocodile and Mihawk (ends up falling for them eventually, y'know) and the people she has been with have always been just kind of there? She doesn't forget them but she doesn't really care about them either. IT girl, girlboss behavior for once even if she's still a failgirl. But they always remember her. She's not easy to forget. Everybody that loves her is so protective of her too and she wonders why she never gets bothered by anybody?? She believes it's because she's now important and scary and yadda yadda but it's just because people have to go through Rayleigh, the strawhats, Shanks, and Cross Guild to get to her. So, you know, she's protected.

This is just amazing, btw. I also think they have an open relationship. And Marco being extremely confused when Shanks gives him Buggy's number is just hilarious, help. He's having a moment there wondering if it's a trap or something. I think Buggy would have the time of her life, and although Shanks also sleeps with other people, his heart will always be with Buggy. Like- He's the clingiest most annoying husband in the world. He's so proud of calling Buggy his wife. He's just there cheering for her, knowing that no matter how many people she's with, she'll go back to him!! The trust they could've had in each other if things would've gone well,,,,,, Going insane.

[nautiscarader]

Marco moaned as Star stroked his shaft, Janna kissed his balls, and Jackie licked his tip. They were all very, very much naked. "We wanted to do something for Father's Day," Jackie explained.

"But I'm not a dad."

Star giggled. "Then let us make you one."

Marco moaned as Star stroked his shaft, Janna kissed his balls, and Jackie licked his tip. They were all very, very much naked. "We wanted to do something for Father's Day," Jackie explained.

"But I'm not a dad."

Star giggled. "Then let us make you one."

Marco's eyes widened at that proclamation, only strengthened by the three simultaneous giggles from his ladies.

"He twitched"

"I guess he likes that prospect…"

"So, would you like to be a dad…?"

Star rose from her knees and closed her arms around his neck, watching as his expression changes while thoughts race his mind. They have talked about starting a family on a few occasions, but still, their eagerness was brought unexpectedly.

"We're not gonna pressure you, you can still be a safe kid…", Jackie added, toying with a condom as she circled him from the side.

"We can wait a few more years…", Janna added from the other side.

"I have only one question", Marco spoke, sliding his hands to Star's waist.

"And what is that?"

"How many do you want?"

Before Star realised the meaning of his cocky question she was slammed onto the cock she helped worship a moment before, her joyous moan filling their spacious bedroom.

Jackie and Janna gasped, watching as Star bounced in Marco's laps, her cheeks glowing each time his cock reached her depths, bringing the couple closer and closer to their shared peaks. but it was Jackie and Janna, who ultimately made it happen.

Jackie brought her fingers to Star's clit, while Janna resumed massaging Marco's balls, almost feeling the tension and pressure ready to be unleashed.

"Would you like a prince, or a princess?", Jackie asked, leaning between the two. "Or maybe both?"

"Gotta make sure you release enough eggs for Marco's swimmers…", Janna added, joining Jackie in stimulating Star's clit.

"Do you want it? Do you want to knock a princess from another dimension?"

"Make your mark on an entire kingdom?"

"YES!", Marco roared, bringing Star and her needy lips into a fierce kiss as her walls spasmed, sucking more and more of his seed with each pulse shot against entrance to her womb.

It took them several minutes to cool down, for their erratic breathing to slow and for Marco's cock to stop seeding Star's waiting pussy. And when they broke the kiss, Marco saw Star's cheeks glowing with pink aura he has never seen before,hoping it meant their devious goal has been achieved.

"So, girls…", Star exchanged looks with Jackie and Janna. "Who's next?"