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thelittlestoflives · 2 months

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Burning for You

this quite literally came to me in a dream soooo i had to write it!! just a lil silly drabble about the sweetest fire boy (not proofread IM SORRY)

afab reader, uses of YN

portgas d ace x strawhat!reader

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it's pretty steamy so i'm gonna say NSFW MDNI but it's not tooo explicit

wc: 1.5k

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The building exploded, bricks and debris flying through the air and smashing through anything in its path. You barely had time to gape in disbelief before you saw your crew scattering in different directions. Of course, this is how the ‘stealth’ plan went.

Luffy’s brother, Ace, was staying with the crew for a while and the two of you had most definitely been making eyes at each other when you thought the other wasn’t looking. You were staying on an island when the crew had discovered some nefarious goings-on, and would you really be the Strawhats if you all didn’t try and right these wrongs? The plan was to sneak into the suspected building, scope it out, and then figure out the intricacies once you all knew its layout. The plan was not to blow the damn building up.

“Quick!” Ace sprinted past you, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind him.

“Was that you?” You yelled at him, referring to the building’s demise.

He flashed a grin over his shoulder at you, confirming the answer as you both ran through the unfamiliar streets.

Eventually, you stopped in an alleyway, breathing heavily.

You threw a glare at him. “I don’t recall ‘blowing up the building’ as the course of action, Ace.”

He simply threw a smile your way. “But didn’t that make it much more fun?”

“Oh, okay. So your idea of fun is, I don’t know, terrorism?”

“Pfft. They deserved it. The bastards inside were up to no good. It’s not exactly my fault they had highly flammable objects in there.”

You groaned and pinched the bridge of your nose. “I can’t believe we sent Fire Fist himself into a flammable building. I guess we have nobody to blame but ourselves for that one.” You looked up to see his incredibly (cute) smug face brightly beaming at you.

“Exactly. So really, it’s all your fault,” he teased.

“You really are Luffy’s brother,” you remarked, unable to stop your mouth from turning up.

His smile grew. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Sure.”

You both began to walk out of the alley and back into the city as the fire brigade and island’s police ran past you to the inferno in the centre. You tried to look as nonchalant as possible as Ace walked without a care in the world beside you, arms up behind his head.

“I see you staring at me, you know,” he said.

You splutter. “Sorry?”

“You don’t need to apologise.”

“No, I wasn’t-”

“I see you staring because I’m staring at you,” you didn’t have to see his face to know exactly what kind of smile he wore. “You’re pretty damn cute.”

You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks. He stepped closer to you and draped an arm over your shoulders.

“And while we wait for the smoke to settle, if you’ll pardon the pun, I think we might as well enjoy the time we have alone together, don’t you?”

“You’re shameless,” you manage to say, head spinning due to the close proximity.

He laughed. “Maybe. But you’re too gorgeous to pass up on. What do you say, YN? Shall we make the most of it?”

You grumble at the compliment, and the butterflies in your stomach intensify. “What, uh, what did you have in mind?”

“Grab a drink somewhere? Get to know each other?”

“Yeah. Yeah, okay.”

“Great!” His arm moved from your shoulders and you found yourself missing the warm contact, but only temporarily as his hand found yours and your fingers interlocked. “I want to know how you ended up on my brother’s crew.”

The bar Ace picked wasn’t one you would have chosen - slightly too ‘old man pub’ for your taste - but the drinks were cheap and there was hardly anyone inside, so you couldn’t complain too much. You both sat in a booth in the corner, shielded from any eyes that might look your way. The conversation flowed just as easily as the drinks you both threw back, and soon you were leaning over the table clutching your stomach in fits of laughter.

“You’re something else,” you choked out as you wiped the tears of laughter from your eyes.

Ace had a wicked grin on his face. “You love it though, don’t you?”

“Presumptious.”

“But true.”

You lean back in your seat and look at him only to find he was already looking at you.

At some point in the conversation, Ace had moved closer to you, dangerously close. You could feel the heat radiating off his skin.

He lifted his hand to hold your cheek, fingertips in your hair.

“If you don’t want this to go any further, you have to say now, princess,” he murmured. “Because I don’t know how much self-control I’ll have.”

“I… I don’t know, Ace,” you whisper. “I don’t normally do this sort of thing… I don’t want to just be some notch on your belt.”

“Oh no, no, no, YN. You’re much more than that. I don’t do this sort of thing either. I’m not some hotshot ladies’ man who sleeps around whenever he can.” He moves his hand to brush over your lips to silence your response. “I know that’s what you think of me, it’s okay. But I need you to know that’s not who I am, yeah? You’re… breaking my resolve, that’s all.”

Your eyes flutter at the closeness, the intimacy. “But, I’m on your brother’s crew. We couldn’t… I mean, we can’t…”

He raised an eyebrow, a cheeky glint in his eyes. “Says who?”

Oh, fuck it.

His lips were close enough that you barely had to move to crash yours against them. He grunted a little in surprise, but wrapped his arms around you, pulling you impossibly close. Your mouths moved in tandem, the kiss getting deeper and deeper. Your hands move to tangle in his hair, his hat now off his head and hanging by the strap around his neck. His skin was on fire underneath your touch, and he groaned slightly as your tongue entered his mouth. He pulled you onto his lap so that you were straddling him, neither of you caring that you were in some random bar. His hands clutched at your waist and grabbed at any part of you they could. It was desperate, messy, passionate. You could feel the hardness in his shorts under you as you began to gently grind on him, the kiss now sloppy as he panted into your mouth. Thank god the booth you were in was hidden.

“YN…” He groaned as you pulled away to kiss his jaw and neck, sucking and nipping the skin lightly. “You’re teasing me.”

“Want me to stop?” you whisper, biting his ear softly.

He pulled your face away and held it in his hands, his pupils blown and cheeks red. “Not here, not like this,” he said lowly. “Something as beautiful as you needs to be devoured slowly, and not in some gross bar.”

You flushed at the compliment which pleased him greatly.

“Your room, tonight. We’ll finish what we started, yeah? Properly this time,” he pulled your face back to his and kissed you deeply.

The two of you finished your drinks, in between kisses and touches, before slipping out of the bar and dancing through the streets, hand in hand.

By the time you and Ace returned to the ship, it was dark out. He pressed some kisses to your face and you giggled, swatting him away as you didn’t want the crew to see.

When you pushed open the door to the kitchen you were immediately crashed into.

“YN!” Luffy’s excited voice called as he wrapped himself around you. “I’m so happy you’re my sister!”

For the second time that day, you splutter. “W-what?”

You didn’t miss the mischievous grins on your crew behind him.

“Well, you and Ace are together, and he’s my brother, which means you’re my sister! Welcome to the family, sis!”

Ace burst into peals of laughter at the redness of your face. You glared at your crew behind Luffy, as this was obviously their doing. Once you and Ace failed to return to the ship when everyone else did, they put two and two together.

“Oh, no, Luffy, I’m not… We’re not… It’s not like…”

Ace slung his arm around your shoulder and kissed the side of your head. “Yeah, welcome to the family, YN.”

You grumbled, but couldn’t find it in you to actually be mad. It was rather sweet after all. Whoever told your Captain about you and his brother would suffer your wrath eventually. For now, you indulge in silliness and love and count down the minutes until everyone is in bed and Ace can come to yours.

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cyborg-franky · 1 month

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Comforting their partner

I think I needed this myself, who knows.

MODERN AU - SFW Ace x GN Reader Marco x GN Reader Rosi/Corazon x GN Reader

Ace

You’d been exchanging texts with Ace all day, and he knew you weren’t in a good place—stressed, tired, and burnt out. He spent most of his day sending you pictures of Stefan, his father's dog, and a large selection of dumb selfies and memes he’d collected.

It made you smile, made everything just a little less heavy to know he was right there for you even if you couldn't see him. You were so swamped with your chores and work that free time slipped through your fingers, leaving you further fatigued.

You lay in bed, staring at your TV, feeling so sorry for yourself. Things just kept piling up, and you were about to burst from how much you stuffed down and pushed aside. Tears prick the corner of your eyes. You bit your lip, not wanting to just burst into tears. You looked at your phone and saw nothing. Ace hadn’t replied in over ten minutes.

Maybe he’d finally passed out or was playing another game with his brothers.

You could feel the sadness creeping in until there was a tapping on your window. You opened your eyes and stared at your curtains. The same tapping happened again, and you sat up, pulling them open and almost jumping.

Ace was outside your window, having climbed the tree. He was waving with a huge grin on his face.

“The fuck, Ace?” you huffed at him when you opened the window, and he slid in, getting his foot stuck and falling onto the bed below with a laugh and looking up at you. “Well, sounded like you needed a shoulder to cry on,” he shrugged from where he was making himself comfortable on your bed, kicking off his boots. Both of you wincing when they thudded to the floor.

You sighed, your anger melting away as he held his arms up. He made grabby hands as you slowly leaned in, letting Ace grab you and pull you down against him. He cuddled you up to his side, your head against his chest, and you heard the rumble of his voice and his heartbeat. You closed your eyes when you felt fingers running through your hair.

“You wanna talk about it some more?” he asked, and you shook your head, draping an arm over his waist and sighing, breathing in his smell. It was always comforting, like a warm fire on a cold night.

“Alright, wanna watch funny videos?” he suggested, and you nodded. He got comfy, arm around you, and phone in a position you could both watch.

The night ended up in your boyfriend's arms, just the two of you, silly videos to entertain you and take you away from your troubled thoughts.

Marco

He’d been texting you when he got a spare moment at work and worried about how you felt. He felt bad he couldn’t duck out of work to come, scoop you up in his arms, and kiss the bad thoughts away.

But he listened to you, let you vent, and even gave advice when you asked for it.

Thanks to Marco, you were currently watching a comfort show, curled up on the sofa and cuddled up in blankets as you tried to let the show distract you enough. Every so often, you’d message him. He checked in on his breaks, and although Marco wasn’t here with you, you felt connected and cared for anyway. He spoke so soothingly and calmly, like a soft breeze.

It was evening by the time he came over, knocking on the door andamiling at you, his half-lidded eyes full of love as he leaned down and kissed your forehead.

“Come on, let's go for a ride,” he said, his car still running on the drive. You could hear his music faintly from the open window.

“Okay, where?” you asked as you grabbed your phone and keys and locked up. “Just around.”

The wind ran through your hair, his hand on your thigh, and you both listened to your music as you cruised through the peaceful evening. You were just happy in one another's company, letting the night and his comforting aura chase away the sadness.

He knew how much you needed to get away from the noise of the world around you, driving a little ways from the city, where the stars twinkled in the sky brighter than you were used to.

You soon pulled up to a late-night food place. Marco killed the engine, the music shutting off as he nodded for you to get out. “Let's get something to eat, or at least a coffee, yoi.” Marco smiled at you before getting out of the car.

Sitting in a quiet corner of the cafe, you both shared a plate of fries, not feeling super hungry. You sipped your drink of choice as he drank his coffee.

“So, want to tell me about what happened today?” he asked, his hand reaching across the table to find yours. The weight of his larger hand on yours calmed your jumbled mind enough to pick through the mental clutter. “Well… so this happened today, and I just am struggling with it… It’s silly though.” You said with a dry chuckle, thinking he would judge you for how dumb it was, how it didn’t feel like a real problem.

“Hey,” he squeezed your hand. “If it upset you, it’s not silly, okay?” You paused, thinking his words over, seeing the warmth of his smile. “Okay,” you nodded and talked it out with him.

Rosinante

He knew you’d had a rough time at work today; everything that could go wrong had. You were tired, exhausted, and struggling to deal with it. You messaged him on your lunch break, not wanting to vocalize what was wrong, just taking comfort in his messages.

All the heart emojis and silly selfies of him making a half-heart with his fingers, his big charming grin filling the screen as he beamed brightly. You sent one back, completing the heart he was sweet.

When you got home, feeling the weight of the world on your shoulders, the bad feelings dragging you down, making your feet feel heavier. You opened the door and took a deep breath, trying to feel better about just being home and away from the job that stressed you out,

“Hey!” Rosi said, a smile on his handsome face as he stood up, towering over you. He pulled you into a hug, keeping you close and not letting go. He didn’t want to pull away first. He wanted to give you the hug you needed.

When you managed to fight the urge to cry, you peered up at him and got a kiss on the forehead.

“I have something to cheer you up…” He said with a wink. Pulling away, he nodded to the basket on the table.

You looked through it: comfort snacks you loved, a movie you wanted to see for ages, and other little bits and pieces that he knew you loved, including a plushie you held to your chest and smiled back at him. “Thank you so much, Rosi. I love you.” I love you too, and I hope it helps even a little!

You spent the evening cuddled on the sofa, happily eating your snacks, wrapped in a blanket, watching the movie he’d bought. Rosi gently rubbed your leg, trailing fingertips up and down your skin to keep you relaxed and calm.

He knew you’d talk about it when you were ready. He was never the type to push or ask, knowing that when you felt up to it, you’d talk it out with him, and when you were ready to share, he was ready to help you. He took your hand and brought it to his face, kissing your knuckles. “How do you feel?”

“Much better, thank you.”

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nc-vb · 10 months

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𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐎𝐰𝐧 𝐄𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫

this is a repost from my old blog!

this was originally adapted for an original character story BUT I liked the idea so much that I didn’t want to have to wait to use it. so here it is, formatted for the big screen Tumblr.

pairing -> portgas d. ace x reader

notes -> gn!y/n is a Straw Hat & this is during the Alabasta Arc; includes some extra lore to sweeten the deal.

warnings -> mentions of a character death; use & mentions of alcohol; light, shameless flirting, maybe a lil suggestive at the end? 😏

wc -> 1.8k

“Take it,” he suddenly says, voice slurring. Lowering the glass from your lips, the liquor remaining untouched, you raise an eyebrow at him.

“T… Take what?” you ask, a laugh hanging off your words. “Your beer away from you?”

Ace’s own laughter is full of mirth, his grin spread across his flushed face. Your own cheeks warm, the joy on his face almost too much for you to contain your own.

“My name!” he corrects you. A moment passes that you don’t react, that your cup remains safely in your hands, its liquid contents settled. Ace doesn’t flinch, not even when your drink finally flies into the air above them, landing somewhere else on the ship– Zoro’s lap.

“Y-Your name?!” you repeat in a shout, over Zoro’s own screeching over him suddenly being soaked with booze while he’d been napping and Sanji’s telling him off for it.

“Yeah!” He leans into you, still smiling as he whispers, “Don’t you think “Portgas D. _______” has a nice ring to it?”

“A-Ace…” Your grip on your other hand tightens. “Do you think… maybe… you’ve drank too much tonight?”

“Uh-huh, definitely,” he says.

“Then–”“But I still thought about it when I was sober,” he interrupts, setting his mug down. “It’s, uh… a first for me. For this kind of thing. You know that.”

“I do know that,” you mumble to your lap, “but Ace, realistically? … we haven’t known each other for that long.”

“Whaddya mean? We’ve known each other for over two years.”

“We’ve known each other for eight days, and about each other for two years,” you correct him with a sigh. He hums, pondering. “Remember? I said “no” to joining Whitebeard and ended up stalking you through the newspapers to make sure you were still alive? Wrote some letters to you to reinforce all of that craziness?” He grins cheekily.

“Can’t forget it.” “Ace.” “Sorry.”

“… Ace…” He perks up, watching and waiting for you to speak again. “Why did you ask me this?” When he doesn’t immediately answer, you lift your hand onto his warm arm. “Why are you here in Alabasta?”

When he drops his own down to dwarf yours, you do your best not to react, the new expression on his face easily sending a message– that why he asked you what he did and why he’s here is not for a good reason.

“I don’t wanna tell you here.”

You look around the ship. “Then–” you hiccup, immediately inwardly cursing your poor timing “– how about over there?”

Having pointed to a quiet part of the ship, he notes its lack of occupation. It’d been a sound enough suggestion that Ace stands a moment later, dragging you up with him, across the ship and away from your crew. Nami, who’d been sitting only a few feet from your right, chuckles drunkenly, having heard their entire conversation.

“Ace,” you start, once they’d reached the suggested destination. “You’re beginning to worry me. What is it you have to say? Is everything alright?” With a final quick sweep over his shoulder, to make sure your crew were still nowhere nearby, he shakes his head. “Are you alright?”

“No,” he answers, his tone abrupt. You notice the catch in his voice, your lips meeting to form a frown as you reach up to hold his arm again. Beneath your fingers, you feel his body lean into your touch, and with you other hand, you reach up to cup the opposite side of his face, receiving the same response. He sighs.

“I’m here,” you promise him. “I’m listening. I’m here.”

“… it’s… about Thatch.” It’s slow, but… you’re feeling cold now.

You can remember the man in great detail, and quite fondly, as Whitebeard’s incredible chef aboard the Moby Dick. He’d made you a favourite of yours; one of Whitebeard’s many cards to play in his attempt to woo you into joining his family. A kind and jovial man– your eight day stay aboard their main ship was made enjoyable partially by this man. If not for your own dreams and desires, you might’ve stayed if it meant being this mans’ crewmate.

“W… What about Thatch,” you demand from him, your own voice rasped by your oncoming worries.

Ace takes a breath, his chin pointed above you as he releases it, your hand falling to rest on his chest.

“He’d found a Devil Fruit… one we’d been looking for, for a long time…” The expression on Ace’s face darkens, something you thought to be near impossible considering how shadowed it’d become. “And Teach killed him for it.”

Your soft inhale makes Ace grit his teeth. He knew how much you enjoyed Thatch’s company; you’d said so in your letters to him once. He hadn’t wanted to tell you about it in the first place but concluded that keeping it from you might be worse.

“T… Teach did that?” you say, your voice hoarse. Your trembling fingers pull away from Ace to cover your own mouth, trying to dull the sob that suddenly escapes you. Not quite knowing what to say in comfort, with their not being anything much to be able to offer regarding the news, and always having been a man of action, he slings his arm around your neck, his forehead pressed into yours.

“I’m trying to find him,” Ace murmurs, his hold on you suddenly tightening. You set your hands against his chest to brace yourself from falling. “Trying to make him pay.”

“All alone?” you realize, your heart squeezing within your chest. Gently, you push away from him. “I… I’ll go with you!”

Ace shakes his head in response, though he still grins for the sentiment. “Nah,” he says. “This is our problem, _______. Pops gave me permission to find him – I don’t think he’d be so happy hearing you were going to join me when he didn’t want me to go at first, either. And besides, Luffy needs you with him. You’re his crewmate.”

“I know that,” you say, not a beat after Ace finishes speaking. “But I think he would understand if–”

“Your friends need you, _______,” he interrupts. “If it wasn’t this way, I… No, not even then. The Devil Fruit Teach took and probably ate is dangerous. You’re not a fighter yet– I wouldn’t risk your life just to keep me company.”

“Company isn’t all I’d be there for, Ace,” you tell him. “Thatch was a good man, and a friend. It would be my own revenge.”

“And I get how you feel, but…”

“… I do, too. This is something that you have to do on your own, right?” He nods. You smile, a reward for his candor. “Thank you… for at least telling me. I won’t have to worry too much about what you’re off doing, then.”

“I won’t stop you if you wanna,” he’s suddenly mumbling, catching you off-guard. It goes unseen through the dark, but Ace’s cheeks burn bright the moment he registers his own words. “I-I mean–!”

“I… would do it without you asking,” you mumble back, your voice low from your own embarrassment and cheeks flaming away. “L-Like I always have.”

“G-Geez…” Ace swipes a hand down his overheating face, fighting a grin that bubbles up to expose him, anyway, and you laugh lightly at his failed attempt.

“Ace,” you whisper. A chill sweeps through him as his name leaves your mouth. “I’m so happy to have been able to meet you again.”

“Aceeeeeee!! _______________!! Where’d you go?!?”

The two of you laugh together, shaking your heads. “Luffy,” you chorus.

“I guess we have been away from the party for a while, huh?” you realize.

“Just a little,” Ace agrees. As you both end up going to exit through the doorway at the same time, they connect with each other, Ace’s bare chest meeting yours. “Oh, sorry,” he says.

“Don’t…” You huff at him when he chuckles nervously. Before you can stop yourself, your hands rise once more to take either side of his face in them, the man freezing in response– “don’t apologize, Ace” – and his lips parting when you rise onto the tips of your shoes to press a chaste kiss into the corner of his mouth. You lower back down, hiding your hands behind your back. “Just, um… I won’t tell Luffy about this. I feel like it’s something you should tell him, anyway, and at a time that we’re not busy with a potential war. I’m sure he’d want to help you out with it if you did now, anyway.”

“Th-That’s a good point,” Ace says sharply, his voice having risen an octave. You giggle.

“Ace! ______?!”

“Okay, now we should actually go this time,” you say. He gestures at the door.

“After you.”

“Thank you, then,” you say, nodding to him. You step out first, throwing a smile over your shoulder at him at the same time he’d reached out to grab your wrist to pull you back into him. “A-Ace?!”

“… y… you can’t just leave after giving someone a kiss like that one,” Ace says, his heated breath fanning across your cheek. “I might think you’re kiddin’ around.”

“I-I’ve never been much of a comic about this kind of thing,” you tell him, recovering, “but when it comes to you… I’ll never joke about my feelings.”

“_________…” You chuckle at him again. “What’s so funny?”

“I just – I’ve never thought I’d fall in love with a pirate,” you say, your tone much too blunt to consider you to be teasing him, a deep red creeping up into Ace’s face, ears, and neck as a result.

“You’re a pirate, too, y’know,” he mumbles, rubbing at his nose. Ace groans, finding himself unable to catch a break when you reach up for him, arms draped over his shoulders when you move into him.

“Yes. Isn’t it wonderful?”

Thudding footsteps sound against the deck, gone unheard by the pair of you thanks to the roaring silence shared beneath the threshold, startle you at the last second. Luffy sweeps around the corner, head whipping back around when he finally notices the pair half in the shadows of the Going Merry.

“Eh? What’re you guys doin’ over here?” You tear your hands off each other, smiling at the young captain innocently.

“Just talking, Lu,” you say. “I-It got a little loud at the party.”

“It looked like you guys were dancing to me, but c’mon! Sanji made cake!”

“We’ll be right over, Luffy,” Ace promises, and not needing another word, he takes off back to the center of the ship. “Maybe we can, uh… dance again later?”

#last one i think sorry sorry for all the posting tn #op ace #one piece ace #ace x reader #ace x yn #ace x y/n #portgas d ace x reader #portgas d ace x yn #portgas d ace x y/n #one piece x reader #one piece fluff #ace fluff #portgas d ace fluff #✦ nc vb.

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usernameforaboredcat · 7 months

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Wasn’t Fated To Succeed

{Spy Ace X Marine Reader}

(I thought of this idea from a manga side story where Ace breaks into a Marine headquarters and fucks around n thought “hey, I can make sum angst with this shit🤷🏻‍♀️” so tehe like look at him!!

He’s such a silly goofy guy I love this mf so much!! Anyway-

Warnings⚠️: Angst, very sad angst, smut, p in v, virginity loss, use of nicknames "princess" "sweetheart" "good girl" ect, fingering, groping, very very slow burn, like this might take a while to read, death, daddy isn’t the best lol

It didn’t take long for him to notice her.

Who?

That young woman maybe a year or two younger than him, sitting at the large table, leaning comfortably in her chair with her arms and legs crossed with an annoyed and tired scowl on her face. Whist on his infiltration mission, Ace got dragged into a Marine meeting. He was more in the back, hiding himself to stay unnoticed while listening in.

Something about her was trying to telling him something he couldn’t hear, and he was trying desperately to make out what it was. To be fair he had been listening to everything, making as many mental notes as possible.

“What about that Straw Hat kid?!”. His ears perked up. “That punk has caused enough trouble as is!”. A loud disgusted “uhg” echoes through the room, drawing all eyes to that girl. She’s wearing a white low cut sailor dress with a beautiful pink flower in her hair. “Is there something you’d like to say?”. She gets asked, the man talking in an angry tone. “First of all I don’t quite appreciate that tone of yours when talking to me”. She starts, her eyes like daggers.

Ace felt a shiver run down his spine, her cold tone freezing the temperature of the whole room. “And second I don’t think that child should be a problem of ours”. She leans forward in her seat, propping her elbows on the table and resting her chin on her laces together fingers. “He is a child, gentlemen. Us marines should be adult enough to not get too affected by him”. She finishes. “But miss! Haven’t you heard all the trouble he’s started! Lougetown! Alabasta! Water 7!?”. A man yells.

The girl rolls her eyes dramatically at his words. “Please, I quite frankly think we have much higher risks and problems than him! And even if we did follow through with his antics and arrest him, what exactly do we do? There’s no laws regarding child pirates so what? Do we execute a child? Just like how if a grown ass man committed theft we just give him a smack on the ass like a child who stole a cookie from grandmas kitchen?”. She questions.

The room goes silent, no one knowing how to respond or even daring to respond. Something switched in Aces mind, something that felt weird and funny and new. Seeing such a ice cold girl with a burning fire of true justice set his heart ablaze. She wasn’t wrong, there aren’t any laws about punishment for pirates under the age of 18. He couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle.

The girl stands up from her seat, resting her hand on her hip. “Now, personally I think we have more important things to deal with at the moment! Send a team out on a patrol of the city and see if there are actual problems we should take care of, report them back to me by the end of the day”. She explains as she starts to make her way to the door. “And if I find out that there’s been an incident that hasn’t been reported to me I’ll make sure to serve you at the next hot pot in the hot pot”. She threatens, then exits the room.

The room bursts into whispers and murmurs. The room started to clear out, the meeting ending basic after the girl had left. As Ace starts to make his way out, he hears whispers about her. “I don’t get why she’s here”. “Bitch really think she’s the boss of us”. “Hey! Don’t say that!”. “Why? Scared her daddy will kill you?”. “Yes!”. So her dad has a lot of power in the Marines then. Interesting.

The room had emptied, the halls slowly emptying with people heading off to their jobs. With not real job, Ace scrambles down the hall and walks into a random room. He sighs as he closes the door, the click of a sword being unsheathed makes him freeze. ‘Oh fuck’. He slowly turns around, seeing the girl from before standing behind her desk holding her swords handle in her dominant hand ready to pull out. “You’re not supposed to be in here”. She tells him. “Why are you here? And what’s your rank?”. She asks him.

He straightens up and chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “I just wanted to say that what you said back there was cool! A real sense of justice, I’ve never seen something like that from a marine”. He admits to her. “I see”. She mutters. She clicks her sword back into place and makes her way over to the little kitchen in the office, opening a cupboard. “Care for a coffee?”. She asks without looking at him. “No thanks, not a fan of bitter stuff”. He answers.

She nods. “Very well”. She only takes out one mug. “Tell me, are you new to the marines? With your wording ‘I’ve never seen something like that from a marine’ implies that you haven’t seen a lot of marines talk or any meetings”. She explains as she puts coffee grounds and sugar in her mug. “Yep! I haven’t been here too long!”. He answers. Technically he’s not wrong. “Tell me then, how are you finding the marines?”. She asks. “Definitely not annoying and sick of people telling me what to do”. He explains in a chuckle.

She lets out a small chuckle as she fills her mug with milk. “I can’t imagine having to listen to marine would be easy for someone like you”. She states as she stirs the milk. “Especially for someone like you, Fire Fist Ace”. She adds. Aces eyes widen, but he gets back his cool demeanour and tilts his marine cap up as if it’s his classic hat, his finger alit. “Guess it was only a matter of time before someone figured me out”. He chuckles.

She lets out a chuckle again, walking over to the kettle. “It only took me a second. Unlike my colleagues I’m good with faces. As soon as you walked in I was able to recognise your face”. She explains as she fills up the kettle with water and set it on the stove. “However I do not wish to report you or arrest you”. She adds. She tries to turn the stove on, but it’s refuses to turn on.

She lets out an annoyed sigh, turning back to the pirate. “Mind giving me a hand?”. She asks, her voice in a more softer tone. “Uh…sure!”. He agrees happily, walking over to her. He places his hand on the kettle and sets his hand on fire, the kettle slowly starting to boil. “So…how come you’re not gonna report or arrest me?”. He asks her. “Because I hate the marines”. She blatantly states.

The kettle quickly starts to whistle causing Ace to move his hand away, the girl grabbing the kettle by the handle and filling up her mug. “I’ve always hated the marines”. She walks towards her desk, taking a seat. She gestures him to take a seat in the chair across from her, which he does. “Ever since a young age we’re all taught the black and white of marines good and pirates bad, however those with a brain can tell you that it’s mixed. I’m only young but I’ve seen good pirates and bad marines”. She explains.

She leans back in her seat and takes a sip of her drink. “For example…That Straw Hat Luffy”. Aces eyes widened. “I had been keeping an eye of what’s been happening in Alabasta for a few months now but because of our affiliations with Sir Crocodile the marines never did a thing. I felt terrible, for the king, Princess Vivi, and their people! I honestly thought that Sir Crocodile was going to distort that poor country, until I heard that Straw Hat arrived and was able to take care of it. I’m honestly surprised someone just a year younger than me was able to take him down, colour me impressed”. She explains.

Ace let’s out a chuckle as he leans back in his chair, arms propped behind his head. “That’s my little brother for ya! He’s full of surprises!”. He laughs loudly. “You’re joking! You and Straw Hat are brothers?!”. She yells out in shock, almost dropping her cup. “Nope, Luffy’s my baby brother”. He confirms. “Hm, you learn something new everyday I guess”. She mutters. “So if you hate marines so much, why become one?”. Ace asks her. “Because like hell I’d let the corrupted marines stay in power and continue to ruin the world government. I’m just waiting for the day the head admirals kick the bucket and I’ll take over! With them gone, I’ll finally be able to fix this twisted government up”. She explains to him.

“Now it’s my turn to ask a question”. She sets her coffee mug down on the table, crossing her legs and setting her hands down on her knee. “Why are you here?”. She asks. “Simple! I’m here to gather information, is there anything else to it?”. He responds. “Well if that’s the case”. She takes a key out her pocket, opening a filing draw at her desk. She grabs a note pad and a pen, sliding it over to Ace. “What would you like to know?”. She asks him with a growing smirk, Ace smirking and chuckling in response as he takes the note pad. “Whatever you know”.

Ace had been around the marine base for over a week now, working as a small team with a very powerful woman in the marine world. (Y/n). That’s the name she told him, he trusts that it’s her real name and not a name she’s giving him just to play with him. They where a team of people from two worlds. Ace had thought she would have outed him by now, but instead she’d always vouch for him if he was ever in trouble and let him sleep in her office. In his eyes she’s truely an amazing person.

The room was quiet, the faint light of a candle lighting up the desk enough for the woman to work. She lets out a sigh as she finishes reading the last of the reports, crossing her arms and laying them on the desk to use them as a pillow. The door to her office opens without a knock, she knows who it is. “Hey hey! There’s my favourite marine!”. She giggles to herself and she looks up, seeing Ace closing the door behind himself. “Evening Ace, how was your day?”. She ask him in a soft tired tone. “Ah ya know! Pretty good! Almost got my ass beat today but I in fact was the one who did the beating!”. He says proudly as he walks over and takes a seat across from her.

“I wouldn’t recommend drawing too much attention to yourself”. She says as she look up at him. “I’ll be fine! I have you!”. He responds. She smiles to herself, tilting her head. “I can only do so much you know, have you forgotten the kind of number that’s on your head?”. She tells him, then letting out a yawn. “Hm? You okay?”. He asks her. “Yes yes, just tired from work is all”. She explains. “You want me to leave and let you rest?”. He asks her, concern in his voice. “No no no, it’s good that you’re here. It’s better when you’re here, I feel like I don’t have a stick up my ass”. She explains to him, laying her head back down.

“Aawww, you chill out around me! Aren’t you cuuuuuute”. He coos at her, heat rising to his face. “I mean you’re not a marine, I don’t have to try to impress you”. She admits in a soft tone, looking back up at Ace for him to see her reddening cheeks. “I wish you never have to leave”. She adds, smiling up at him. “It has been fun, but if I stay here any longer it might start to cause you trouble”. He adds to her statement.

“Hey, how about tonight we drink? To a better future!”. He suggests to her. She hums, smiling at the idea. “That sounds quite nice, I approve”. She agrees. “Actually-“. She gets up from her chair, walking over to the fridge and taking out a bottle of fancy expensive alcohol. “I’ve had this since my 18th birthday and I thought now would be a good time to use it”. She explains, grabbing two glass cups. “Wow! Pulling out that good stuff! Very nice very nice”. He responds, his hand on his chin as he rubs it.

“Only the best…for me!”. (Y/n) says happily as she grabs glasses, shrugging. She walks back over to her desk, popping open the bottle and pouring the liquid into the glasses. She takes a seat, the two taking a glass each. “Well, even with this funny predicament…I’ve enjoyed our time together”. (Y/n) admits, swirling the drink then taking a sip. “Why not come with me?”. Ace suddenly asks. (Y/n) looks at him wide eyed. “What?”. She asks simply. “Leave the marines, come join the White Beard Pirates with me! The old man would love ya, take ya in as if you where his own daughter”. He explains to her.

She continues to look at him in shock, then turning to look away from him. “Ace I-… I can’t just leave the marines! It’s all I know, it’s what I’ve grown up with. Besides, if I left the marines to become a pirate my father would for sure kill me”. She explains, the thought of death sending a shiver down her spine. “By the way, who is your father?”. He asks. “He’s a…an Admiral”. She answers, refusing to look at him. “Damn! No wonder everyone is so shit scared of you!”. Ace yelps, almost spitting out his drink.

“Hey! Don’t spit that out! It’s expensive!”. (Y/n) snapped at him. “You never told me that your dad was a fucking Admiral!”. He snaps back. (Y/n) scoffs and rolls her eyes. “It doesn’t matter anyway. You wouldn’t know what it’s like to have a father like that, especially a father that kills the innocent despite being a “man of justice”, yeah justice my ass”. She mutters, chugging the rest of the drink. “I’m guessing you don’t know my father then”. Ace chuckles. “Hey, I have a lot of people to do background checks on and to keep track of!”. She defends. Ace let’s out another chuckle, chugging down the rest of his drink. “Ever heard of Gol. D. Roger?”. He asks. “Okay now you’re fucking with me! No way your father is the King of Pirates like 20 years ago!”. She snaps. “Yeah…”. He mutters out. (Y/n) leans over and refills both of their glasses up.

“So tell me lil Roger Jr. What do you think about him?”. She asks, taking a sip of her refilled drink. “I don’t really care, I don’t see him as my father anyway! White Beard is my father and always will be”. He answers. (Y/n) smiles softly as she looks at the older man. “That’s cute”. She admits. “What about you? What do you think about your old man?”. He then asks her. “Ah. I don’t know, he treats me like his own personal army toy. He raised me to be a marine and I never really got to have a life. No friends, no other family, no hobbies, no nothing to me! I never wanted to be a marine or even a pirate, I’d rather just be a normal girl”. She goes on. She sees Ace looking at her with a soft smile, causing her to take another sip of her drink to hide her plush.

“I didn’t mean to go on”. She apologises. “No no no, it’s fine”. Ace reassures her. “I just…never really had the chance to talk to anyone like that”. She hums. “Oh Ace, you have no idea how badly I wish I could go with you. Travel the world, find who I am as a person, meet people of all different…well…everything!”. She rants. “But…I’m stuck here”. She chugs her drink again, quick to fill it up again. “Come on kid, you’re drinking a little too much”. Ace states, getting up from his chair and walks over to take her drink from her. “I’m not a kid! Don’t you dare call me that!”. She snaps, quickly chugging the drink before it can be taken away.

“Maybe we should get you to bed”. Ace says, taking the glass from her and placing it on her desk. “I’m fine, okay? I don’t need you to baby me like everyone else!”. She snaps, looking up at him. He chuckles down at her, amused by her cranky face. He reaches and grabs her chin with his thumb and pointer finger. Without thinking, he leans down and presses his lips against hers. Regret immediately flows through him, but it instantly vanishes when he feels her hands on his cheeks to pull him closer.

He could taste the alcohol on her lips, tasting it more when she opens her mouth to let him slide his tongue in. He pulls away from her, looking down at her to see her big pleading begging eyes and kiss puffy lips. “For a marine you’re absolutely beautiful”. He whispers just loud enough for her to hear. “For a pirate you’re incredibly handsome”. She whispers back loudly. This time, she leans up and kisses him. She pulls him closer by wrapping her arms around his neck, Ace leaning over and easily picking her up to wrap her legs around his waist.

He sits down in her chair, letting the younger girl sit on his lap. She pulls away from Ace, the two panting of the lack of air. Fire, want, and need builds up in their bodies, (Y/n) slowly starting to grind herself over Aces growing length. He chuckles at her neediness, rubbing her hips up and down. “Never in my life would I ever think I’d see a marine be so needy for a pirate”. He chuckles as his hands travel to her thighs and going over her dress.

He uses one hand to move her panties aside and the other running a finger through her wet folds. “Ah! Ace~”. She moans out, grinding against his hand. “Jeez you’re so wet already, it makes me want to take you here and now”. He teases. “Then why don’t you?”. She asks in a giggle, running her hand down his chest to his hardened bulge and rubbing it through his pants. Ace hisses at her actions, causing (Y/n) to giggle as she leans in close to his ear. “Although I’d rather be the one to take you~”. She whispers into his ear, then kissing his ear lobe.

“God!”. Ace let’s out in a loud groan. He grabs her chin again with his spare hand and grabs her chin, pulling her in closer. (Y/n) moans into the kiss, letting out a cry of pleasure as she feels him slide two finger inside her warm wet entrance. She pulls away and whimpers at the new slightly painful feeling, her legs shaking as he slowly drags his fingers in and out. “I just realized…you’re a virgin”. Ace states. “Oh shut up”. She gasps, slamming her lips back on his. Ace picks up the speed of his fingers, using his thumb to rub against her clit.

He pulls away from the kiss, moving his hand from her chin to the low cut neck of her dress. He smirks as he pulls the dress neck down, her boobs sliding out from the motion. He’d be lying to himself if he didn’t at least wanna cop one feel of her tits while here. He aggressively grabs her breast and squeezes it, pulling and pinching on the nipple. “A-! Aaaaaace~ please!”. She cries out, needing something more. “Pleeeeease let me feel you inside me!”. She begs. Ace smirks as he lets out a single chuckle, pulling his hands away from her as he goes down to his pants. With ease his undoes his belt buckle, belt and zipper, easily being able to hop with her on top for him to slide his pants and boxers down to his ankles.

(Y/n) feels a shiver go down her spine as she looks down at his erection. He’s so long and thick, probably the first time in her life she’s ever felt intimated. “What’s the matter? Scared?”. Ace chuckles, grabbing the base of his cock. “Quiet!”. She snaps. She puts her hands on his shoulders to use to keep herself stable. She lifts herself up and hovers over his cock, feeling his hot leaking tip against her entrance. “Take it slow princess~”. Ace coos her, his hands back on her hips and rubbing them to comfort her.

She sinks down on his cock, feeling his tip slide inside her aching hole. The aching feeling of need grows stronger and stronger, craving him to fill her up. Without thinking she sinks her whole body onto his cock, his tip slamming painful against her cervix. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”. She cries, feeling as if electricity shock through her body. “Sssshhhhhhit! Ah fuck me! Shit you’re tight”. Ace pants out as he squeezes his eyes shut, feeling his cock getting squeezed so tight inside her he could explode inside her already.

He opens his eyes but his vision isn’t the clearest, light headed from the feeling of her insides. He looks at the girl on his lap, seeing her still trying to catch her breath as tears run down her cheeks, a painful grip against his shoulders. He slowly starts to rock her hips, sliding her up and down on his length. Her cries turn onto moans, starting to move her hips on her own. “That’s it, good girl~”. Ace praises, rubbing circles on her hips over her dress.

(Y/n) picks up speed, smoothly bouncing up and down on the pirates cock. Ace happily leans back in the chair, his limit approaching fast at the feeling of her right pussy sucking him in and trying to milk his cock of every single drop of his cum. More. More. He grips her hips tight, getting a tight hold on her and pulling her up and down on him, using her as a toy. A very pretty, very off limits, very hey she’s literally your enemy, toy.

He can’t help but start thrusting his hips up into her as he slams her down, the two meeting half way as Ace oh so desperately tries to chase his fast growing high. He needs to cum. Specifically he needs to cum in this marines perfect tight pussy. A now strong believer in the idea of if he cums in her it’ll make all his dreams come true. Without warning and a hard slam he releases deep inside her, his hot seed filling up her insides. (Y/n) shutters at the feeling of his warmth.

She pants as she tries to get off of him, but Ace slams her back down, drawing a whimper from her when she whimpers. “I don’t think so”. He pants out. He moves his hands under her thighs, swiftly picking her up and laying her on her desk. Ace smirks as he looks down at the marine, seeing her breasts raise up and down with each breath, her pussy still stuffed with his cock as cum starts to leak out the sides. He reaches over and grabs the forgotten bottle of liquor, taking a massive chug of it till the last little remaining drops are gone.

He leans down with each of his hand on either side of her head, her hips trying to move to chase the aching need of release she still hadn’t gotten. “We’ll be here all night until morning, hope you like the shitty coffee they have here cuz you’ll need it”. He tells her as he slowly grabs her ankles and pushes them up to her chest. “A-Ace~”. She whimpers, feeling him so deep inside her he might just be inside her womb. “You’re in for a looooooong night sweetheart~”.

The wind was cold, giving a gentle touch every time to touched her face. There’re no clouds in the sky, just a blue ocean above and in front of her. The sound of ringing and feet pattering rush over to the young lady’s sitting spot, some marine in a much lower rank than her running towards her with a transponder snail. “Miss! Your father is calling!”. The man calls. She reaches out and answers it. “Hello father”. She greets him. “Hello (Y/n)”. He responds with his bored gruffed voice. “What is the pleasure I have for you to call me out of the blue?”. She asks. “I wanted to check in that you’ve arrived to the base safely”. He answers. “I’d prefer you’d be here but you made the mistake that lead not to”. He adds. Ah yes, a mistake. A living, growing “mistake”. She runs her free hand over her stomach, only a few month’s pregnant by this point. “I’m sure everything would go smoothly without me, besides I’m not really in the mood to see something like an execution”. She informs him. “Yes, I’m sure”. He agrees. “How long now?”. She asks. “8 hours until that Fire Fist is dead”. He answers.

(Y/n)s grip tightened, her hands shaking. “Mr Akainu! We have to go!”. A voice is heard in the background of the call. “These idiots need me, I’ll be leaving”. And without a goodbye, he hangs up. (Y/n) ends the call on her end, shooing away the marine. She takes a deep breath as she closes her eyes, feeling the soft breeze on her face. She starts to hum a random tune as she rubs her stomach, hot tears falling down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, little one. I’m afraid your father won’t get to meet you”. She mutters under her breath. “Oh Ace, I’m sorry that this happened…I hope…I hope somehow that brother of yours saves you so I can see you again…and…and you to meet our little one…”.

The winds where fast, the breeze smelling like sea salt as music rode along the winds. “CAPTAIN!”. The crew pause their antics, looking towards the navigator. “MARINES APPROACHING!”. He yells. The Captain shoots to the head of the ship, sitting on the lions head. “Do we attack?”. The cyborg asks, getting ready to ready for an attack. “THEYRE WAVING A WHITE FLAG!”. The sniper informs them. “What do we do captain?”. The swordsman asks. Their captain looks at the oncoming ship, laughing. “This could be fun!”. He laughs.

The ship slowly gets closer, the two ships setting down their anchors. The pirates watch as the marines look over their ship to look at them. A young woman walks up to the side, a high ranking woman. Without a second thought she jumps down, easily landing on the ship. The woman is wrapped in a long white cloak, maintaining eye contact with their captain. “You’re Straw Hat Luffy, correct?”. She asks him. “Yeah? So what?”. He asks her. “There’s something I’d like to discuss, is there somewhere more private for us to talk?”. She asks. “Don’t worry, if you’re questioning my intentions your crew mates are free to join which I think you’d rather”. She adds. “Yeah sure, we can talk in the kitchen”. He answers.

He leads her to the kitchen and dining room of the ship, the crew following behind them. “So, what’s up?”. Luffy asks, taking a seat at his spot at the head of the table. “If I remember correctly your older brother was Fire Fist Ace, yes?”. She asks. Luffy shivers, looking at her with murder in his eyes. Why would a marine come to him asking about his brother NOW?! “Yeah, what about it?”. He asks. The woman smiles softly as she takes off her coat hanging around her shoulders, setting it on the table to reveal a sleeping toddler in her arms. A little girl, long black hair with freckles. She looks like… “I know Ace never got the chance to meet her, but I thought her uncle should at least know she exists”. The woman explains.

Luffy looks down at the girl wide eyes, his eyes softening as he looks at her. “Wh-what?”. He stutters out. “WHAT?!?!”. The other crew members yell out, causing the baby to stir and begin to wake up. She looks up at her mum, who sweetly looks at her. “Mama?”. She asks. The woman giggles as she points Luffy to her, the little girl turning to look at him with wide eyes. “Rouge, this is your uncle! You know that stretchy guy that grandpa yells about? Say hi”. She tells the little one. “Hi”. The little girl greets, giving a little wave. “Would you like to hold her?”. (Y/n) asks Luffy. He doesn’t answer, just taking the girl from her arms and holding her close to himself. The other crew members crowd around their captain, looking down at the girl with aws and coos.

“Aawww she’s so adorable!”.

“She’s so pretty!”.

“She sure does look a lot like her daddy”.

“Wow! You’re an uncle!

“Uncle Luffy!!”

(Y/n) takes a seat at the table as the Straw Hats coos and laugh at her daughter. “How old is she?”. Robin asks the mother. “She’s two”. She answers. “She’s so adorable! You and Ace really made the cutest baby I’ve ever seen”. Nami compliments, taking a seat next to the mother. “Thank you! A day doesn’t go by that she doesn’t remind me of her father”. She thanks. “Honestly with how much she looks like her dad I’m surprised there hasn’t been anything in the news about it”. Nami points out. “No one’s figured it out yet, which I’m hoping never happens. If anyone asks about her father I tell them it was a random I had a drunk hook up with at a hotel so I don’t know what he looks like”. She explains. “Hey Marine Lady”. Luffy calls, the mother turning to him. “Yes?”. She responds. “What’s your name?”. He asks. “It’s (Y/n)”. She answers. “And hers?”. He asks, referring to the girl in his arms. “I named her Rouge, after Aces mother”. She answers.

“Luffy, I have a request”. She then starts. “Yeah?”. He responds. “If something happens to me, weather I die in war or I get executed for birthing Aces child, no matter what if anything happens to me…please take care of her. Either she’ll get raised to be a marine soldier like I was or killed as well, I want her to live free and I know you and your friends will teach her the right things. I know you’d be an amazing uncle and teacher for her”. She explains to him. He smiles brightly and nods. “Of course!”. He says happily. His expression changes into a more serious one, but still with a smile.

“If anything happens, I’ll make sure to protect and save her! I won’t make the same mistake again!”.

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The Adoration

Character: Ace Reader: female (cis) Word count: 1414 CW: explicit N.SFW content, overstimulation, creampie Prompt: Can you feel what you’re doing to me? Requested by: @bluealarmclock A/N: Because the old post is broken and I can't edit anything (rip), I need to repost this beauty. This fic is a part of Naughty Valentines, a collaboration event I was running with @/psychedelic-ink.

The softness of his embrace tightened around you as Ace shifted in his sleep and slowly came back to consciousness. He mumbled something under breath, hot air tickled the place on your shoulder where he had left a trail of saliva. You hummed in response, too lazy to talk, too lazy to think. The waves of your previous lovemaking still hadn’t washed out; pleasant exhaustion was making your head dizzy and limbs weak. Ace seemed to be in no better state, just awaken from his slumber, with a wide, lost and dumb grin all over his freckled face. But as he nuzzled up to you closer, as his hot hand brushed against your so sensitive and bare nipples, as his hips rutted against yours…

“Mornin’.” His lips latched on a fresh hickey on your neck. Your breath immediately hitched and your body trembled. It was nothing, just an innocent and gentle kiss, but your skin remembered, the heat hadn’t withdrawn from you yet. Despite exhaustion, you were ready for more and so sensitive he was driving you crazy with nothing more but such a gentleness. Ace chuckled at your eager reaction; his lips continued to skim your neck and lazy fingers moved from your breasts down your tummy, towards hips and thighs and back up, to play with your nipples again.

“It’s—” You fought against the fever, against the traitorous spasms of muscles under his touch. A minute ago you were ready to succumb into deep sleep and yet, with nothing but a one caress he pushed the gates of lust open again. Beast within you rose the head, hearing his call. “I’m pretty sure— Oh. It’s— Oh damn. It’s afternoon.”

He mumbled something you suspected to be, “Is that so?”, and then rolled on top of you, so easily pinning you underneath and watching your heated expression from underneath half-closed lids.

“Where do you take this all energy from?” You huffed—and then mewled as his lips found a way to your neck again. Licking and sucking on a particularly sensitive spot, he was leaving another hickey, always happy and weirdly possessive in a way he was marking you. You arched and sighed with pleasure, spread your legs to let him lie on you with more comfort, to press you into the mattress with his weight. The sheets covering you two slid down his shoulders and back; now Ace was over you in his splendid, freckled glory, each crevice of his well-sculpted muscles within your sight and reach. As he was working over the hickey, you ran your fingers along the line of his spine, enjoying the firmness and warmth of his body. Slowly, you made your way towards his booty and kneaded it with satisfaction. Ace groaned into your neck—and finished the marking with a playful bite.

“Where do I have the energy from?” He chuckled and stole a quick peck from your lips, the tip of his tongue barely brushed against them. “You’re so hot I just can’t help myself.”

He peeled one of your hands away from his cheeks and guided it onto his cock. You shivered as it brushed against your palm; throbbing and hardening as if by magic, still moist from your juices that hadn’t dried up yet. Slowly thrusting his hips, Ace nudged your fingers to wrap around it; his breath hitched as well with each stroke, tickled your parted lips and cheeks.

“Can you feel what you’re doing to me?” He rasped out, voice heavy with lust and anticipation. “Goddammit, you’re so beautiful, Y/N, I could fuck you all day.”

“How romantic,” you cooed and teased; grasp on his dick became tight and steady and he trembled—but flashed you a cocky grin.

You melted in each other’s lips.

Ace didn’t want to give initiative away, he pushed his tongue deep in with no pardon and he quickly stole the breath from you, easily overpowering you and forcing you to surrender. His hand left yours alone and moved towards your slit; he didn’t need to tease nor prepare you, his fingers slid into you with ease. Soon you moaned into his mouth, your hips shot forward, trying to get him deeper and closer to the spot which could send you to heavens.

You didn’t need much to knock to the heavens’ door though. You were so sensitive you almost came once his fingers scissored in you and started pumping in and out.

“Holy shit,” he breathed out. “You’re so wet. Holy shit.”

Your back arched as you pleaded him to end your tortures and just take you right now and right here—but Ace could be cruel if he wanted to. Or if he didn’t read your language well, too fascinated with you, too hungry for adoration of your body underneath him. No stroking, no begging could move his heart if he was like that, peppering your face and neck with wet kisses, moaning your name like a prayer, watching every spasm of your face, every flex of your muscles, every breath and sound made by your lips. Even when you let go of his cock, too lost in chasing your own ecstasy to help him out, he didn’t stop.

“Ace!” You almost screamed and tears pooled in the corners of your eyes. You tried to at least pull him closer, scratching his back and shoulders. Your eyes met for a short moment and you saw a cocky gleam in his.

“Y/N…” He whispered and rubbed your clit.

Orgasm shot you like an arrow. A wave of pleasure was so powerful it shut all the sounds in your throat. You back arched, your thighs clasped around him, your heels dug into the mattress. Your body didn’t just spasm, it became a spasm. And he did nothing but brushed your clit.

“Wow,” he chuckled. And before you even managed to grasp breath back to your lungs, he grabbed your hips with ease and slid into you. You welcomed him with another spasm, moans still blocking the air in your throat. “Easy, easy girl. It’s alright.”

He held you close until you calmed down, kissed the tears of pleasure away from your cheeks, rubbed calming circles along your shoulders. You trembled and quivered in his arms; pleasure turned you into nothing but a hot mess, softly mewling his name and drowning in his warmth. Slowly, making sure you were breathing again, Ace rolled his hips. He was chasing his own peak but kept eyes on your face; the power of your orgasm amazed him but also got him worried.

“Are you okay?” He made sure once you made eye contact again. You were too weak to answer, just nodded and rose hips a bit to help him. Ace dove for a quick kiss, his hands moved from your back to your thighs. With one, fast move he hooked your legs up on his shoulders and buried himself deep into you. Sudden change of positions put quite a tension in your muscles, but you were too spent and lost in pleasure to complain.

And as he started thrusting, all thoughts and consciousness evaporated from your mind.

This time your orgasm was gentle, a lazy wave spilling all over your body. You trembled, but he kept holding your legs in place, not letting you go even for a little spasm. Grasp of his fingers tightened, you felt his nails digging into the flesh of your thighs as his moves became erratic and sloppy.

“Y/N,” he scream-whispered, let your legs go and collapsed on top of you, seconds before plunging himself even deeper and painting your insides white.

You were chasing your breaths in silence, Ace’s seed and your juices trickled down your thighs as he pulled out and rolled on back, to not crush you underneath anymore.

“Holy—” He somehow stuttered out and ruffled his hair. “You’re a demon, Y/N.”

“You started,” you nuzzled up his chest and stole a quick kiss from his pecks. Chuckling, Ace returned the gesture on the top of your head.

“Want to take a shower?”

“Maybe later… I’m too spent to move now.”

“Same.” Ace’s expression eased with a yawn and you knew there wasn’t much time left before he fell, yet again, asleep. You used the last moments of his consciousness to kiss him; your lips gently brushed against each other and you knew he was smiling all the time.

“I love you,” you assured him as he was drifting away to the realm of dreams.

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library-of-ohara · 2 years

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OMGGGGGGG this collab is iconic, i hope that in sometime i could join lol. but anyways today i wanted to make a request for you guys <333 could i please have some hcs about how would it be a one night stand with zoro, smoker and ace? thank you so much :))

@sanjithesimp

Who knows we might open it up to more people next time!

request by @cyborg-franky

Reader is GN N/SFW Undercut

Depending on how much he’d drank and how much false confidence and courage flowed through his veins would dictate who would make the first move between you and Ace.

Clumsy flirting, overuse use of eyebrow wiggles.

He’s not all desperate, hopeless, and clumsy. When he’s got that streak in him, when he’s in a very certain mood he will lean against you, his hot breath against your ear and whisper pure utter filth in your ear.

You go bright red, brighter than the accessories Ace wore around his neck and wrist.

He would prefer to take you back to his, he liked the familiarity of it.

Your very surprised his room isn’t a mess, you expected him to live in a disaster area to match his somewhat chaotic energy.

His hands, you can’t keep track of them. Was that his hand on your ass and your chest? Whose pulling his shorts down? You? Him? And how did he remove your top without you noticing?

Did he grow extra limbs just so he could undress you both in what had to be the Grandlines record time because you swear you have fabric burns from how he ripped down your pants.

Eager, eager like a wildfire described Ace perfectly. Hot hands on your hips, hotter lips sucking the skin of your neck.

You grab at wavy black locks, trying to assert some dominance over him.

Ace is somewhere between a horn dog and inexperienced.

He can fuck like a jackrabbit in heat, but his fingers often forget all the extra things they could be doing.

That’s okay, foreplay is there, somewhat and he is a fast learner, going on your moans and breathy pleads for what you want.

He always listens.

The bed bangs hard against the wall, you think someone yells at Ace to ‘knock that shit off’ but neither of you cares when the commander is fucking into your wanting hole, bruising grip on your hips as he pulls you back to meet his thrusts.

Dirty talk isn’t perhaps his forte but he tries, he might accidentally insult you. Not that you care when he’s so deep inside you, hitting all the right places and knocking you around like a dingy on a rough sea.

Ace is just like his power and his temper, a brilliant hot flash that burns up in seconds. He won’t last too long. That’s fine, your three sheets to the wind and just as easy to please.

The next day you would find yourself nestled in strong arms, drool against your bruised, love bite littered neck.

Feeling sore, in the most pleasant and delightful of ways.

Ace will say he’s sorry, that he didn’t mean to ‘take advantage of you’ he feels embarrassed, sheepish yet can’t take his arms from around you.

Because he has feelings, which tumble from his stammering lips.

You chuckle and tell him you wanted it just as much as he did and ask for maybe a round two before breakfast.

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spitfire-of-the-sea · 2 years

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Okay, okay, okay.

Everytime I write Ace he's just running away with the story and I end up somewhere completely different to where I thought we'd end up. So here we are, with part 3. Which is mostly horny. And hopefully a little funny. Still not NSFW because I'm a whore for slow burn and I felt it was too quickly for them to jump each other. (I know, it's a dumb reason. v.v I can't help it).

Perhaps I need to set up a whole new scenario for the smut to make sense in my head. Or a series. Reader trying to keep Ace in check. And half-failing every time. Anyway. I'M SORRY. This is just more dumb/horny humor. And reader suffers. I'M SORRY. NO I'M NOT.

If you have ideas for a new series, drop me a note!! :D

Ace x reader SFW (with innuendos; the most porn word in there is "nipple", though. Sooooo...) 4.8k (I can't control myself apparently) Part 3 of the Volcano-series.

Part 1 - Holding On

Part 2 - Jungle Expedition

Eruptions

You come to such a sudden halt that Ace almost bumps into you. He stops just short of you and once again, you can feel him even if he wasn’t touching you. You don’t need your Observation Haki for that. When he is this close, he feels as if he is radiating heat like a freaking miniature sun.

Slowly turning around you simply stare at him, slowly shaking your head.

“You’ll be the death of me,” you tell Ace, still shaking your head. “You’ll be the death of me and I need you to know that I will come back and haunt your sorry ass for all eternity.”

He looks at you, blinks rapidly at your words, and finally cocks his head to the side – not unlike Pops’ dog when you talk to him and he seems to try and get better reception by fine-tuning his head’s position.

You didn’t expect the way a big smile slips onto Ace’s lips, his eyes crinkling as he regards you with so much focus you want to lift up one of the giant leaves surrounding you and slip underneath it, out of sight.

“Just as well,” he says and leans down slightly, bringing you closer. You will yourself to stay rooted in place, not giving an inch. Not to him, of all people! “I don’t like sleeping alone all that much anyways.”

You draw in a breath, your eyes going wide and your scowl dropping from your face and you quickly lower your gaze as if you’re trying to look for it among the underbrush. If you’re lucky, you might find it down there, together with the one or other layer of sanity you’ve shed in the last hour thanks to this man.

“As if I’d sleep with you,” you hiss at an innocent bush that is simply unfortunate enough to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. It’s not even a lie because what you have daydreamed about an embarrassing amount of times has nothing to do with sleep per se and everything with other uses for pretty much any flat surface you happened across.

And whose fault was that?

His.

What business did he have, standing in the middle of the deck on a stupidly hot day, shirtless – of course shirtless, way too often shirtless – and glistening, drops of sweat mesmerizing you as they rolled down over his broad back, following the lines of his well-defined muscles? How was that okay…?!

“That’s fine too,” Ace says and shifts around until he’s in your field of view again – or at the very least his chest is and you snap your head up so fast you almost get whiplash. You meet his brown eyes and for a moment you get distracted by the way the sunlight filters through the trees and paints patterns on his stupidly handsome face – the strong line of his jaw, the freckles dusting his cheeks, the long dark eyelashes that lower as he looks at you.

Perhaps you’re wrong, perhaps it’s the other way around. He will haunt you for all eternity.

“It’s not like there’s nothing else to do, I can think of a lot of things to do instead that are more fun,” he continues and you look at him sharply. You can think of a lot of things too; you’ve had a lot of practice but you’re pretty sure your thoughts don’t exactly match his…-

“Way more fun,” he elaborates and it’s probably just your imagination but it sure feels as if he’s leaning closer at that. You steel yourself because you will not fall for that again. Even if his voice sounds suddenly husky. Even if your traitorous body gravitates towards him as if he’s the moon and you’re the tide and you can’t help his pull. Even if you can’t resist and take a tiny step to bring you closer.

“Yeah?” you murmur and lower your eyelids. You dampen your limps, your mouth suddenly parched. “Like what?” Only after the words leave your mouth do you remember that you’re currently mad at him and you force your feet to take a step back again. Like this, at least you end up without losing any ground, even if you’re not gaining any.

Having noticed how your tone has softened – how could he not? Any softer and you’d be purring – his smile widens and his eyes light up. An annoying trait of his, really; the way he just beams at people, making them feel all fuzzy and warm on the inside.

“If you were a ghost, you could probably go through walls,” he theorizes and you suppress a groan because of course he’s going to take a completely random train of thought to jump onto. “Which, hey, super handy! I mean, imagine the things we could do! You could take a look whether Thatch is in the kitchen and if he’s not, we can go and take all the leftovers to-… oi! Wait!”

You start walking because either you remove yourself from his general vicinity or you flick that bright orange hat from his head, push him against the next best tree – there’s ample choice, you’ll find one that fits – and show him exactly which fun things you have in mind. You’d like to shut him up in the only way that seems to make sense in your head: kissing him speechless.

A brave little brain cell that is doing its very best to stay focused on the task at hand – not letting Ace wreak havoc – tells you that is not the way to go, though, because for all you know you would traumatize the poor guy for life and you are not that kind of person. Just because all the other brain cells are busy fabricating images of much even better things to do with him doesn’t mean you have to act on it.

“Things is,” you throw at him over your shoulder, “I don’t need to wait for Thatch to be gone. I just ask him nicely and he feeds me.” Turning forward again you grasp a branch and push it out of the way and then, because you feel spiteful, you let it snap back toward him. “So I don’t see a benefit for me in that plan of yours.”

He catches the branch before it smacks him straight in the chest – with ease, of course – and his smile drops for a moment. “I know that you’re his favorite. You don’t have to rub it in.”

You roll your eyes. You are not, in fact, Thatch’s favorite. At least you don’t think you are. Thatch likes everybody and he gives everybody nicknames. You just have the benefit of actually being polite, never stealing from the fridge and having the ability to be damn cute if you want to. You can be extra cute when he just made fresh cinnamon rolls and you usually get him to give you as many as you want. “It’s called asking nicely. You should try it one day.”

He’s quiet for a moment – untypically so – and you throw him a glance over your shoulder and notice with surprise that he seems to be… pouting? His eyes meet yours for a moment before he looks to the side. “I doubt it’s just because you’re asking nicely.”

You blink in surprise and can’t quite figure out what he means by that. You do, however, notice that he’s following you and that in turn means that maybe now that he’s somewhat distracted you can get him back toward the harbor without him noticing. Toward the harbor, away from the volcano and closer to successfully fulfilling your task. Hah! Who’d have known you’d get a chance like this? Now… which direction is the harbor again?

You aren’t certain but you don’t dare to stop because if you stop that might give him a chance to realize what you’re doing and so you speed up slightly at the prospect of getting out of this torture in the near future.

However, after several minutes of Ace not uttering a word you are starting to feel freaked out and so you come to a sudden stop and turn to face him. He has clearly not been paying attention because he walks right into you and it kinda feels like being hit by a solid brick wall. You stumble with a little hiss of surprise, your hand shooting out to catch yourself on a brunch before you go down like a felled tree.

Instead, however, it lands on his upper arm at the same time as his large hand finds its way to the small of your back and pulls you toward him even as he is already closing the gap between you to keep you from falling.

Your heart leaps into your throat, your fingers dig into his biceps – not much, mind you, his muscles are too firm beneath your fingertips for that – and you gulp down a sound that is making its way up your chest and over your tongue just in time, too scared it might actually be a whimper. His hand on your lower back is doing things to you. It feels as though he is scorching you, the heat dropping right down between your legs and you’d have tried to extract yourself if most of your weight hadn’t rested on his hand right now.

Or so you tell yourself.

“Whoops,” he says, belatedly, and somehow doesn’t sound very sorry.

You lick your lips and – idiotically so, really – bring your second hand up to hold onto his other arm with it. For stability, you tell yourself, so you can straighten yourself and get back onto your feet. Your fingers land on the black ink on his arm, your index finger right on the A, your other fingers splayed over the rest of the letters. Like this you can feel the muscles in his arms shift when he puts pressure against your lower back, pulling you a bit closer still to help you regain your footing. Close enough for your thighs to brush against his knees, now that your completely useless feet are between his.

“You should watch where you’re going,” you blurt out in an attempt to push aside the feeling in your stomach. You feel like you might puke butterflies any moment now. You can feel your nipples harden with each breath you take, because each breath makes you more aware of his hand and the way his thumb seems to stroke over your back in a minuscule movement. He says nothing and so you quickly press on: “Do you have any idea how freaking solid you are? Mere mortals like me don’t have a chance…-“

“Why are you so angry with me?” Ace interrupts you and you snap your mouth shut. His eyes are fixed on you and there’s no escape, not like this. Not without loosening your grip from his arms – unthinkable – and extracting yourself from this position – impossible.

“I’m not angry with you!” you protest with a scowl instead.

“Well, you certainly look angry whenever you look at me,” he murmurs with a sigh.

You blink in surprise and mull his words over. Do you?

“No I don’t,” you protest almost automatically because maybe you are mad but more at yourself than at him. Was it annoying when he stumbled into the sick-bay with yet another wound you had to clean and bandage? Yes. Yes, because it made you feel flustered and on edge and that was fucking annoying for sure. After more than a year on the Moby Dick you didn’t get flustered that easily anymore. Usually. Plus, you felt kinda bad for being happy that he’d gotten roughed up enough to have to come to you.

“Yes you do,” he counters and frowns at you.

“That’s just what my face looks like!” you snap and realize yourself that you actually do sound angry. Softening your tone you shrug. “I don’t do it on purpose.”

He shakes his head, eyes still on you. “You smile when you look at Marco or Thatch. When you look at me, you scowl.”

That effectively shuts you up for a moment and you feel panic rising in you. Shit. Are you really doing that? And he noticed? Oh, you are so screwed! How are you going to explain this without sounding like a lunatic?!

Unable to come up with an explanation that doesn’t spell out because I cannot deal with the amount of attraction I feel toward you or the things you make me feel you keep silent. It’s even harder to explain considering he is still trying to kill your adoptive father, even if at least he has given up on the daily sneak attacks and everything is at least fair and out in the open now. Well, as fair as a fight against Pops can ever be, anyhow.

“Is it because of the one time I singed your hair?” he asks quietly and his gaze drops to your hair. You had to trim it somewhat after the incident but it honestly wasn’t that bad and you don’t care too much about that. You are far more upset about how your mind is holding onto the memory of Ace above you, his arms caching you in as he looks down at you with concern in his eyes.

“I am really sorry about that, I didn’t think he’d fling me that far and I think I lost consciousness sometime mid-air, otherwise I’d never have landed on you like that or risked hurting you,” he continues and his gaze drops from your hair to your shoulder for a moment. It is only now that you realize that the bikini strap there has somehow managed to slip down over your shoulder together with the strap of your top.

You don’t know what possesses you but you can’t help it, you tilt your head to the side, exposing your neck even more. His muscles beneath your fingers twitch and you can feel his second hand hesitantly land on your hip. Out of the corners of your eyes you can see his gaze roam up over your shoulder to your neck.

You lick your lips and his eyes immediately shift to your face. “That’s not it,” you manage to say because you don’t want him to think you’re upset over a having to trim the ends of your hair. “I hate to break it to you but I’ve been in much more severe scuffles than that and made it out just fine.”

It wasn’t a lie. Those scuffles, however, had definitely left less of an impression on you than the brief interaction with him – and they certainly didn’t give you thirsty daydreams time and again.

He hums in acknowledgement. “Is it because I’m fighting… Whitebeard?” he asks then, stumbling over the words and you wonder if he almost called Pops something different there.

You contemplate his words for a moment and wonder if you should latch onto this excuse. It made sense. It was as good as any. Still, you slowly shake your head. Sure, you’d been as upset as the rest in the beginning but it had actually been Pops who’d calmed you down after you’d gone off on a rant for ten minutes straight while preparing his medication. He’d picked you up and told you that if he wouldn’t let a pup like Ace test his mettle against him, how would that pup ever grow into a proper wolf?

Whatever that had meant, it had at the very least calmed you down enough to be only mildly annoyed at any following attempt to topple Pops.

“You’ve lost… what…? 68 times now?” you ask him, quirking an eyebrow at him and trying to ignore the way his fingers dig into the flesh of your hip. You fail at it, though, and you’re more than aware of how good it feels and how you might lean into his touch more than you’d like to admit. “You’ll never defeat him anyways. So, no, not anymore.”

“69,” the grinds out with a smile that reminds you more of a snarl. It doesn’t scare you, though. For whatever dumb reason you feel perfectly safe here with him, not worried for even a second that he’ll hurt you. “Thanks for the vote of confidence,” he says, sarcasm dripping off his words like syrup.

Feeling like perhaps you’re reclaiming some control over the situation you place your feet more sturdily on the ground, taking some weight off his hand that is still supporting you. His fingers twitch against the fabric of your back when you do. “Nobody can defeat Pops,” you inform him. That he hasn’t realized as much himself is laughable. “The sooner you come to that conclusion yourself, the better.”

You’ve triggered something there because he’s leaning down now, bringing his face closer to yours and your breath hitches in your throat. The notion that you have any control whatsoever over the situation quickly leaves you. But then, you’ve always been good at faking that you had your shit together. So you square your jaw and stare right back at him.

“I still have 31 attempts left.” Ace probably doesn’t even realize it himself but he shifts closer and all of a sudden your knees bump against his legs and you dig your fingers into his arms in an attempt to steady yourself. You are close now, way too close. “I will defeat him,” he tells you with such conviction that you’d believe him if you didn’t know who he is talking about.

You raise your chin – it’s not much use, you still have to look up when talking to him, especially now that you’re so close – and do your best to regard him with a bored expression. You take a step back and away from him so you don’t have to crane your neck quite so much. He lets you, but his hands remain on you.

“Sweetheart,” you say with a chuckle, “you could have a hundred left and wouldn’t.”

Truth be told, even you can see that he’s getting stronger with each attempt. So while you are pretty sure that he won’t manage to defeat Pops with another 100 trials – you think that if he’s given a couple more years, he might actually get there. You’d sooner bite off your own tongue than tell him that, though.

Caught in your own thoughts you don’t realize the way he stills at your words, his eyes growing darker as he looks you over. He allows himself a moment before he speaks. “You shouldn’t be too sure about that. I might be stronger than you give me credit for.” His voice is low and if you hadn’t known him you might have felt threatened.

It’s pouring oil into a fire and you know it but you can’t resist. You lift your hand from his arm, brush your thumb over his cheek and finally pat his head much like he has done earlier to you. You’re positively giddy with the way his eyes are widening and the muscles of his arm flex below your fingers in surprise. “You’re for sure more stubborn than I gave you credit for initially. I guess that counts for something.”

Whatever ground you thought you’d won was gone in a single instant, he’s quicker than you thought possible. Within a single moment he has pulled you back toward him and you’re almost flush against him, your hand dropping from his head to his shoulder. An embarrassing startled squeak escapes you when his arm comes around you and presses you close, your nose touching his chest and his mouth suddenly right next to your ear.

It’s unfair, really, because if he’d not committed a war crime right there and incapacitated you with what you can only categorize as biological warfare, you might have been able to throw the one or other sarcastic remark at him. You are doing your best to keep your head straight – both literally and figuratively – and not nuzzle into the crook of his neck. It’s hard, though, and it gets harder with every breath full of his smell you take in. He smells of campfire and earth or maybe it’s just your imagination but even so it makes thinking almost impossible. And then there’s his body against yours, hard and hot and you want nothing more than to jump and wrap your legs around him and…-

He speaks and you can’t help the shiver that runs through your body when you feel his hot breath on the sensitive skin there. “You’re awfully cheeky for somebody so tiny,” he says and flexes his muscles and you know it is to underline his words.

You’ll be damned before you actually give in and admit defeat like this. So you swallow down your heart that has jumped into your throat and hook your arm around his neck, using it as leverage to tiptoe and lean up against him and bring your mouth closer to his ear. With some luck he won’t notice how shaky your breath comes or how meticulously you avoid to brush your breasts against him for fear that he will realize how hard your nipples are right now. “What can I say? You might not want to underestimate me. Size isn’t everything.”

His fingers dig into the flesh of your hip and you almost think that perhaps you’ve rendered him speechless but after a moment he tilts his head and his lips brush against your ear. You swallow, hard. “I’d never dream of underestimating you,” he murmurs.

You feel like you’re having the upper hand right now and you need to use the chance to finally direct him back to the harbor, hand him over to whichever commander you spot first and retreat before your panties were completely soaked through. Then you could take care of yourself… and perhaps regain some grains of sanity.

You settled back down on your feet, brushing against him again and impatiently rubbing your thighs together at the sensation. You withdraw the arm from around his neck and are about to grab one of his hands when you feel him lower his arm from around your waist lower still, barely touching you, down until it is just below your ass. Your eyes widen in alarm when you notice he has hunched down slightly. It is then that you realize you’ve broken one of the most important poker rules.

Never count your winnings because that’s when you start to lose.

“Sometimes, size does matter, though,” Ace informs you happily and lifts you up easily with one arm, throwing you over his shoulder. He does so gently, but quick enough to knock the breath out of you. “Like right now.”

He starts walking and when you start to wiggle off his shoulder, his arm tightens around you to fix you in place. You bring your arms out from underneath you to brace yourself against his back and already want to start snapping at him when you notice that the position gives you a very nice view of his rear.

You blink. His trousers are kinda loose and with each step he takes you become surer that he hasn’t lied. He is, in fact, not wearing any underwear. If you look closely enough, you can see half an outline of a perfectly shaped ass cheek with each of his steps.

You’re torn from your observation when you feel rather than hear him chuckle. “It’s a good thing you were walking us closer to the volcano before, huh? Look, it’s right there.”

With quite some struggle you manage to look past his side and indeed, you can see the gentle slope of the volcano emerging from between the trees. You can even spot the beginnings of the crater in its middle already.

Your face falls. This time it was definitely his fault. He distracted you enough to make you lose what little sense of direction you had and you just brought him closer to the damn thing!

You glower at his back and ready yourself. Oh, it is on, Portgas!

***

It is seven hours, 28 minutes and roughly 5 seconds later that you stumble back into town, your fingers firmly clasped around Ace’s hand as you drag him along behind you. Neither of you speaks a word as you make your way through the streets, ignoring the looks you are getting.

You enter the first bar you find and by chance it’s also the one some of the commanders and their crew have picked for tonight. Ignoring Marco’s raised eyebrows you pull out a chair and press Ace down into it, almost surprised by how readily he allows you to do so – you have no illusion, if he wouldn’t want to, you’d never be able to do it. Then you delicately place the crown of feathers Ace has been gifted by a native tribe down on the table.

Thatch’s chair makes a screeching sound as he pushes it back and stands up. You lift your hand to stop him from coming over to you, then grab the edge of your top and pull it up, wiping at the grime on your face, not caring that you’re showing a whole table full of crew members your blackened bikini top. When you’re pretty sure you’ve removed at least some of it from your face, you turn on your heels and stalk over to the bar.

“Two schnapps please!” you say and hold up two fingers. You feel Marco’s and Thatch’s eyes drill into the back of your head.

The bartender puts down the glasses in front of you and you down first one and then the other. He stares at you and you cough a bit at the biting taste, then indicate him you want two more. He hesitates, you glare, and he refills the glasses.

You take a deep breath and wonder how the hell Portgas D. Ace has survived so far. Could it really be his stubbornness together with dumb luck? How else could you possibly explain what had happened in the last several hours?

The volcano had somehow reacted to Ace’s presence – just as you’d feared. It had started spitting fire – not lava, fire! – and suddenly ash was raining down on you and your surroundings and while you were still arguing with Ace over how the fuck he could stop what he’d somehow started, a tribe of natives had burst from the jungle.

Neither you nor Ace understood a word they said, but you are pretty sure they were about to sacrifice the prettiest man you’d ever seen to the volcano gods – at least he was clad in white, carried on a makeshift little altar and looked all solemn. You are reasonably sure they weren’t just on their daily volcano stroll.

Either way, whatever they’d planned on doing, Ace was having none of it and somehow you’d ended up fighting an entire tribe while trying to evade fireballs raining down on you and little streams of lava that seemed to emerge from the ground.

You still can’t quite fathom how he managed to calm down the volcano, extinguish all the fires and stop the natives. You especially can’t quite fathom how apparently the elders had decided to consider him some sort of king? Or god? Or both?

Whatever the fuck happened… you managed to keep the volcano from erupting fully, you didn’t start a war and as far as you can tell nobody got sacrificed or killed in the process and sure, perhaps there was somebody in the jungle fashioning a statue of Ace from whatever material they could find, but you had managed your task. In a way. But still!

You heave a deep sigh, only then do you take the glasses and return to the table. Apparently you have left Ace alone for too long, because you can hear him talk to Marco and Thatch now.

“Yeah, she was pretty angry because I got her all wet,” he tells them. A grin appears on his face. “Don’t worry, though, I took care of it! I think it’s all good now, she’s just a bit worn out. Nothing that a little sleep won’t cure! Now that I think of it, it might be good to get her out of those clothes first, though.”

You freeze mid-step and stare at him. You feel Marco’s eyes shift to you and you raise one glass and down it. Ace notices you and lifts his hand to wave at you happily. You stare some more. Surely he hasn’t just said what you think you heard?

“Oh, by the way,” he says and turns back to the two commanders. “Do you have any idea where I can buy new underpants?”

#one piece #portgas d. ace #ace one piece #ace x you #ace x reader #ace x yn #I feel sorry for reader but not too sorry #reader gets to touch him so I feel this compensates for her mental pain #also yes Ace IS a master of biological warfare even if he doesn't realize it #sorrynotsorry

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i-write-abt-a-buncha-stuff · 2 years

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Portgas D. Ace x Fem!Reader

⚠️Warnings⚠️: She/Her pronouns, FLUFF, super cheesy Ace, possibly OOC? idk, this is the Ace i deem canon, i don’t accept constructive criticism /j, does not follow any canon<3

Word count: 269

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Ace was not a complicated man.

No, in fact, it’s quite simple to please him. Beer, food, and the woman of his dreams beside him. Yeah, that’s perfect.

The fiery man couldn’t help but bask in these things whenever he was lucky enough to get a chance. This was one of those serene moments.

“Great job, everyone!” Cheers and victory cries overshadowed the roaring waves as everyone indulged in their treasure. Men laughed as they reminisced on the glorious battles they shared. Some had engaged in an eating contest. Others favored competitive drinking.

Ace, however, stood at the bow of the ship, his arm wrapped around the waist of his woman, holding her atop the bulkhead’s railing. The two stared across the vast ocean, marveling as it bled into the dark sky. Stars shimmered in a way that reflected beautifully off of the sea’s surface. The waves lapped against the ship, dancing along with the men on deck.

“These nights are Heaven on Earth, don’t you think?” Her gentle voice called from beside him. His eyes flicked to the eyes of his love, shining brighter than any star above.

“I used to think so. But, now…I’m sure that you’re Heaven on Earth.” He whispered, a lovestruck smile plastered on his features. With a mere smile, she’d knocked the wind out of him. His heart pounded in his chest, drumming just as it did the day they first met.

As it does every time she flashes that smile.

She lifted her hands from his shoulder, running it through his raven hair.

Yes, he thought, she truly is my Heaven.

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I literally wrote this in like ten minutes, and it’s almost strictly self-indulgent😭 I hope someone enjoys, lots of love to y’all💕 also, again, self indulgent, if you have One Piece requests, please send them!<3

#one piece #op ace #ace #portgas d. ace #portgas ace x reader #one piece ace #portgas d ace #portgas ace x yn #ace x yn

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stinkyme · 1 year

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Hello! This is another fic inspired and suggested by my lovely Gawy (@gawag ), so thank you for this idea and hopefully I did it justice and you will enjoy! :) <3

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, established relationship, playing poker(?), cockwarming, petnames, spit used as more lubricant, waking Ace up with blowjob (consensual), oral!Ace receiving, oral!fem receiving, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, slight degrading, praise, choker/collar as a gift, a bit of fluff, aftercare mentioned, Ace is most likely OOC, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

I apologize for any mistakes in advance :)

7 days 7 requests || Ace x Reader

Ace suggested you and him play a poker game and the winner gets to request 7 things in next 7 days, however one request per day. It seemed like a fun idea, so you agreed. You knew Ace was a master of gamble but you had your hopes up. You agreed to play 7 rounds and both of you won 3 so far. In the last round, you had a pretty good hand, straight flush. You tried to keep poker face, but excitement was washing over you. You felt butterflies all inside because you got to win against Ace and make him your little puppet for a week, lovingly, of course. You were smiling as you laid down your cards, looking at Ace whose face seemed oddly defeated.

"Ha! There you go, eat that! It must feel awful to lose." you mocked him, already thinking of all ways to torture him.

"Indeed, I do feel awful." he sighed out as your smile grew at his confession.

"That you are so unlucky." he said in a mocking tone, laying down his cards. Royal flush. Your eyes got wide as his lips curled into a prideful smirk.

"You cheated! There is no way Ace." you yelled at him and he just kept smirking.

"I haven't, but even if I was, can you prove it?" he asked, amused with your reaction and his win. He was right, you had no proof and even if you did, it wouldn't count - he never said cheating isn't allowed. You sighed out.

"Fine then. Next time I win, do you hear me?" you looked at him, determined to do so. He got up and came close to you which made you slightly nervous.

"Whatever you say my love, but as for now, you are basically my slave." his face was inches away from yours and you looked up at him as he smiled and kissed you softly on the lips. He moved next to your ear.

"Let's see how obedient you can be." he whispered and gave you a meaningful look as he walked away.

"Bastard." you said under your breath. This will be one hell of a week.

Day 1

Thankfully, on the first day he wasn't too demanding or big pain in the ass. He just asked you to do his paperwork and clean up few things. Nothing you couldn't handle, so you hoped that maybe rest of days will be equally fine.

Day 2

On your second day, he was still very gentle with his demands. You woke up next to each other and cuddled for a bit before starting your day.

"Today, you will go and buy yourself some nice lingerie Y/N and wear it a day after tomorrow as you visit my office." he said in sleepy voice.

"That's your request?" you asked him a bit confused.

"Yup, indeed it is. Spoil yourself in my name, I will be busy today." he said that and kissed you on the cheek as he got up to hand you his card and went to shower not adressing second part of his request. You didn't know what he was planning, but all day with his card didn't sound too bad. You got ready as well and you kissed each other goodbye as he left to work and you left in the mall.

Everything was so gorgeous and you enjoyed spoiling yourself. You bought yourself a skirt in your favorite color, it wasn't thight so you really liked that. You bought some shirt as well and went to buy lingerie as requested. You went into lingerie store and you had to admit that everything was really pretty, there were plenty of options and you took your sweet time deciding.

You ended up buying red laced bra and thong in same color as well as halters.

You were satisfied with your small shopping spree and went home. You were wondering what will Ace ask for next.

Day 3

"You aren't allowed to pleasure yourself until end of the week and don't forget your order for tomorrow. - Your beloved Ace"

He just left a note behind and you saw it as soon as you woke up. You started getting an idea where will this go, but he was again too busy today so you didn't want to ask any further questions as he was obviously frustrated so you just accepted it as ordered.

Day 4

Ace left before you woke up, but he left a trace with breakfast and coffee for you. Your heart felt warm when you saw it and you finished it all in bed. Then you got up, showered and got ready for today's request of his. You wore lingerie he asked for and you put on new shirt and dress you bought. You felt really pretty as you checked yourself out in the mirror. With one last glance and mental preparation for the day, you went to Ace's office.

He was sitting on his chair and as soon as you walked in he checked you out.

"I see you treated yourself well angel." he said with a soft smile as he placed his hands under his chin.

"You think? I really liked those and you told me to spoil myself, so I did." you said with a soft smile, looking down on your outfit.

"I don't mind it at all. I think you look beautiful." he said and got up, walking up to you.

"I wonder..." he said as he started unbuttoning your shirt. You got a bit nervous, unsure will someone come in so you stepped away, trying to cover yourself.

"Ace, what if someone comes in?" you asked him and he just smiled.

"I told guards to not let anyone inside for next 15 minutes, so no one will come..." he made a small break, coming close to you, looking you up and down as he moved your hands away.

"yet, that is." he finished his sentence and turned you around, pushing you into a wall. Your eyes got wide, you weren't sure what he meant by that. He slowly kneeled behind you, moving your skirt up. He started kissing your thighs, his hands on your hips as he slowly moved them down. One of them grabbing your ass and other one stroking side of your leg. You let a small breath out, enjoying what he was doing and he placed one last kiss on each of your thighs and slowly got up, pressing his body on yours, completely pushing you into a wall.

"You picked out such a nice piece, it would be impolite not to give you any attention, you know Y/N?" he whispered as he slowly moved your hair out of way and placed wet, small kiss on the back of your sensitive neck which made you tense up. He placed one of his hands on your chin to keep your head in place, as his other hand firmly grabbed your hip, pulling you on his hardened cock. He placed kisses on your cheek, lips and down your neck. He gave it a gentle, long lick with his wet tongue and pulled away to make you face him. You looked at him, with slightly red cheeks and he had mysterious smirk on his face. His eyes were lustful, yet weirdly sadistic at the same time. He placed his hands on your cheeks, gently cupping them and moved his leg between your thighs, spreading them as he came closer with his face, waiting for your confirmation and as you slowly parted your lips he pulled into a kiss. His gentle, wet and warm tongue quickly met yours as your kiss became more intense. He slowly moved one of his hands under your skirt, pulling your thong down on the one side and dragged his pointer finger between your lower tummy and thong to the other side to pull that one as well and with one more pull in the middle, they dropped on the floor. He brought his two fingers on your entrance, collecting precum that was forming and slowly moved his wet fingers on your clit, moving in slow, teasing circles. You gasped out as he started going a bit faster, making you more wet. You covered your face so no one hears your little, sweet moans. He smirked and removed his fingers.

"That will be enough." he said and undid his pants, pulling them down, alongside with his boxers and went to sit down on his chair, gesturing you to come. His pale cock was hard, his pink tip touching his clothed abs. You came up to him, picking your panties from the floor as well and he took them, quickly leaving them inside an empty drawer. He made small amount of spit, covering his cock with it, stroking it up and down slowly. Once it was wet enough, he pulled you in by your hips and turned you around, your back facing him. You positioned your entrance on his cock, and slowly sat down, both of you gasping out. He moved the chair with two of you inside of the table, your lower bodies being hidden.

"Now, be a good slut and warm my cock. I have some clients coming in soon and try to keep quiet to not embarrass yourself, understood?" he whispered, grabbing your hips thightly.

Few people came in and greeted Ace and you as they sat down.

Meeting lasted for 2 hours, during those two hours Ace would twitch his cock inside you, making you cough to cover up your trembling and moans you wanted to let out. He would take your hips and move them up and down to "adjust you" for a few seconds, making your cunt pulsate on him. Once meeting was over he quickly bended you over his desk and pushed his dick inside few times and pulled out leaving your needy cunt empty.

"You were a good girl today, but they almost caught us once, so I will reward you once I find fitting darling." he said and placed a kiss on your cheek as he pulled his pants up, adjusted himself further and left the office, smirking.

You were frustrated, but you knew request he made, so you weren't allowed to self pleasure. You adjusted yourself as well and went on with your day, finding something else to do in order to get your thoughts off of your needy cunt.

That night, Ace told you to that his next request is to wake him up with a blowjob tomorrow morning as he will have bit more time on his hands.

Day 5

You woke up, Ace was still asleep and you silently went to the bathroom to do your usual routine, thinking about his request. You didn't mind it at all, but you were wondering where will this all lead to. You finished up your morning routine and went back to bed where Ace was thankfully still sleeping. You gently moved the blanket and pulled his boxers down, you were a bit insecure, but it was his request. You slowly stroked his cock and let out small amount of spit to slip down your lips on his tip of it as a lubricant. You collected it with your hand and kept stroking him slowly as you put the tip in your mouth, twirling your tongue around it and gently sucking it. Your strokes became slightly faster, but you kept same pace around his tip. Once he was wet and hard enough, you moved your hand at the base of his cock to keep it in place as your head started moving up and down, swallowing him completely and your tongue further stimulating him. You kept medium pace and suddenly you felt a hand behind your head, pushing you down which made you gag a bit.

"What an obedient slut you are." Ace said in sleepy voice. You looked up at him and he just smirked at you, pushing you back on his hard cock. You immediately went back to your previous pace and you could hear him whimper and feel him grabbing your hair, pushing you down. At this point you were gagging and drooling all over his cock, it was messy but you didn't care as you heard him getting more inconsistent and loud with his whimpering. You could feel him getting warmer and pulsating inside your mouth as you kept going, not giving him or yourself a break.

"It appears that..ah..you enjoy those requests just as much as I do, princess." he said through small groans as he pushed you once more, his cum filling your mouth completely and his groans turned into whimpers as he pushed his cock up and down, riding out his orgasm. You swallowed it and he let go of your hair, giving you small kiss on the lips.

"Now excuse me for a minute darling, I will return the favor soon enough." he said, his voice was more clear now and he went to the bathroom.

You laid down, in your underwear and crop top and closed your eyes to relax a bit more while you wait for Ace. You heard him come out and lay down next to you. You opened your eyes as he was already on top of you and with no wasting another second his lips met yours. You pulled him in more, your arms wrapped around his neck and legs wrapped around his hips. Kiss was passionate, leaving both of you breathless and Ace pulled away to remove your top, you assissting him by moving your upper body to meet his movement. You laid back down and he dropped top on the floor and took admiring, needy glance at your exposed body. He slowly moved down, leaving wet kisses all over your neck, moving down to your collarbone and lower on your chest. He took a quick glance at your already hard nipples and put one of them in his mouth, sucking on it messy and playfully. It made you quiver and one of your hands moved to grab his hair as he kept sucking on your nipple. He popped it out of his mouth, leaving a gentle kiss behind, as he moved to another one, giving it the same treatment. Once he finished, he moved down, leaving fast kisses on your tummy and few gentle bites. He removed your panties and dropped them on the floor next to your top.

He was between your legs, only in his boxers; his fine, pale abs and waist making you admire him. He smiled at your reaction and moved himself that way that his face was right in front of your pussy. He admired how pretty it was and already getting wet just for him. He wanted to make you more needy for him than you ever were. His lips curled into a sadistic grin just thinking about it. He gave your clit one quick, kitten lick, making you tremble. He positioned himself better, his hands wrapped around your thighs as he started licking your clit like a man starved. He covered it with his lips, his tongue moving in fast but gentle pace, making you whimper out and thight your thighs up around his head. You were already needy these days, especially with the whole thing in his office and the fact you weren't allowed to self pleasure. You knew you could try but Ace never missed out anything and he wasn't easily fooled, not to mention that even if you tried and did it, he would know and punish you and that man didn't have a soft spot for brats as you learned from experience. Therefore, you were so close to cum just from his tongue. He kept going at the same pace and movement, he could feel your hips moving to push into his tongue more and he knew you were close, not to mention your whimpers getting louder. He then just stopped moving.

"Fuck yourself on me baby, come on." he whispered and put his tongue out and you moved your hips to stimulate your needy clit. You were getting closer and closer, your movement getting messier as you desperately used his tongue to reach your orgasm. You were moaning lowly as you could feel your orgasm forming inside and you needed just few more seconds. Your body was tense, you got quiet as you only thought about your orgasm. Ace knew and just as you were about to reach your orgasm with one more movement he pulled away.

"Good girl, you don't get to cum though." he teased and licked his lips to collect all juices and spit that covered them. You were visibly frustrated and moved your upper body but he quickly pushed you down, his hot skin on yours.

"Don't be disobedient or you won't cum at all this week, understood slut?" he whispered into your ear as you desperatly tried to fuck yourself on his hard cock but without any success since his hips were away enough. You realized your attempt was futile, so you just calmed down your movement and nodded.

"What a needy slut you are, it makes me want to keep you on edge forever." he said in low voice.

"I might as well do that today, you were a little brat after all." he said as he pulled away, kneeling between your legs and pulled out his cock, stroking it as he looked at your messed up state. He moved it between your inner lips, collecting juices and pushed it in with no hesitation, making you gasp out. He immediately pulled you by your thighs and moved his hands on your knees, spreading your legs more as he started thursting inside you relentlessly. You covered your mouth with your arm, biting and gasping into it, trying to stay quiet and ease out the stimulation. He didn't slow down, his hips smashing into you as his dick pulsated inside you because of his vigorous pace. He was whimpering and leaned slightly forward, taking one of your legs and putting it on his shoulder, thursting deeper inside you, as relentlessly as before, making your eyes fill up with tears. Room was filled with wet slaps, his whimpers and whines and your muffled moans. He brought his other hand and started teasing your clit. It made you quiver again because you were already so close and needed just slight stimulation in order to reach your high. He would brush over your clit with his thumb, move it away and then again. Each time making you whine out and tear up even more as you were closer to your orgasm. Then suddenly he just started making circles on your clit, not stopping his movement, still thursting inside you mercilessly.

"Please..just..let me..cum." you said through whines, your voice was so desperate and needy which made Ace whine and twitch inside you. He kept going and you started shaking as you felt your orgasm approaching, Ace kept his pace for few more seconds and you could feel sweet release coming but he suddenly pulled out, coating your pussy in his cum, his whimpers loud and inconsistent as his breathing was. He moved his thumb to, denying your long awaited release. He was breathing heavily, stroking himself dry on your pussy and gave you a satisfied grin. You were sweaty, your pussy was throbbing and aching in a need of release.

"Maybe tomorrow if you learn how to behave, slut." Ace said firmly once his breathing got back to normal and got up to clean you up. You buckled up at towel touching your needy spot earning a small laugh from Ace.

"I will be good, I promise." you said in needy voice. Ace analysed your face and chuckled in amusement.

"I will take a risk and trust you. My request for tomorrow is for you to clean our schedules." he said as he smiled softly, moving down to give your needy pussy a kiss, then he moved up and left gentle kiss on your lips making you taste yourself.

"Remember this when you decide to misbehave." Ace smiled and left bed to get ready for work.

You were annoyed, needy, frustrated and wanted to disobey his request about self pleasure, but instead you decided to play by his rules and did what he asked you to, spending a day getting horny much easily but trying to distract yourself.

Day 6

You woke up and saw Ace wasn't in bed with you so you figured he was probably making breakfast or something. You got up to shower and do your morning routine and once you finished you went to the dining room and saw Ace putting down food you loved the most. You came and pulled him into a hug and he softly smiled, kissing top of your head. He gestured you to sit down and as you did, he placed soft kiss on your lips.

"Eat up now, you will need energy for today." he said in teasing voice and you laughed at his pervert remark. You were chatting about your days and some future plans as you were finishing up your meal. Ace moved everything to the sink and came to you, placing a soft kiss on your shoulder and you stood up to pull him into a loving, passionate kiss full of his lustful desire and your neediness. He picked you up and placed you on the table and your legs wrapped around his hips pulling him closer. He pulled away and started kissing your neck, leaving small licks behind between the kisses. He moved down and put one of your top's strap between his teeth lowering it and placed gentle kiss on your shoulder. He moved your other strap with his cold, thin fingers, placing another kiss on your other shoulder. You moved your arms out of them and he lowered your top down just enough to expose your breasts. He moved his head down, kissing your newly exposed skin, muttering out how beautiful you are and licked one of your nipples. He started sucking on it, meanwhile he stroked your thighs, hips and put his hands under your messed up top to take it off as he pulled away from your sensitive nipple. His hands immediately went back to your thighs, mixture of grabbing them and stroking them, as he gave your other nipple gentle licks and sucking. Your fingers were tangled with his hair and he moved away from your nipple and started leaving kisses down your tummy. He placed his hands on your ass, gently moving you forward and narrowing your hips in the angle that would expose your pussy the best. He moved his lips away from your tummy and started kissing your inner thighs. He left wet, sloppy kisses behind and started sucking on soft skin near your crotch, leaving red mark behind. You were supporting yourself with your hands on the table and whimpered at his doings. He exposed your wet pussy by removing the fabric with his fingers and brought his tongue, licking away the juices collecting on your entrance.

Then, he looked up at you bringing two fingers close to your mouth and you parted your lips earning his smirk as he put them inside, your wet, warm tongue licking and sucking on them.

"Good girl, just like that." he praised you and once you coated them in your spit, he swiftly pulled them out to place them on your entrance. He slowly pushed them inside, giving you some time to adjust, stretching you out. He curled them slowly, pressing your sensitive spot which earned a low, satisfied moan from you. He fastened his pace, stimulating your needy spot as he moved his lips on your clit, licking them to place small, wet kiss. You were whimpering from his fingers inside you and small stimulation your clit received and rather quickly he placed bottom side of his tongue on your clit, curling it down and started moving his head in slow circles, his tongue still. You whimpered out at sensations on your clit and inside you. His fingers kept pressing your sensitive more, his pace faster than before, meanwhile his work on your clit was getting slower. You grabbed his hair, pulling his head in which disrupted his movement, but he just chuckled and started sucking on your clit. You were already close, after all, you waited for days now.

"Please just don't stop this time." you whimpered out as you felt your orgasm approaching. He left your clit for a split moment.

"I told you yesterday that I will return the favor soon enough, didn't I?" he said in raspy voice and continued sucking your clit right after, tip of his tongue teasing the right spot. You grabbed his hair harder and threw your head as your eyes rolled back, he didn't change his pace at all and you could feel your orgasm coming. Your legs started shaking as you felt heat build up inside you and sweet approach of near release, you were whimpering and letting out small "yes" as you felt it coming. With few more movements of his, you finally reached your orgasm, your hips pushing forward into him as you were riding it out. It was so intense after only few days and you could see stars, your back hitting the table as you let Ace's hair out of your hands, your orgasm slowly melting away. You were dizzy, breathing heavily and placed a hand on your chest as you tried to calm down. Ace didn't seem to have any patience as he swiftly took his pants and boxers down, stroking his cock few times and pulling your hips near the edge of the table to position himself at your entrance more easily.

"Give me a moment to-" you breathed out but Ace just thrusted into you which made you moan at sudden, quick and sharp movement of his. He did it few more times, to lube himself up with your juices as you moaned from sensitivity. He placed his hand on your jaw, fixating you in place so you have to look at him as he started moving in and out of you at quick pace which made you whimper out as he whined and groaned. Your head was hazy, all you could focus on were overwhelming sensation inside you, Ace's whimpers and groans and small sound his earring made with his movement. You wrapped your legs around his hips lazily as you had no strenght in your body. He started thursting faster and your legs just fell down as you started whimpering more, your eyes filled with tears.

"Maybe this will keep you energized." Ace chuckled at how messed up you looked, he thought it was beautiful and moved his hand away from your jaw to play with your clit. He raised himself to have better access at your clit and two fingers quickly started stimulating it and moving in messy, medium paced circles which made you tremble and wrap your legs around Ace. His cock was still pressing sensitive spot inside you, filling you up nicely and giving you a bitter sweet sensation of pain and pleasure as his fingers stimulated your sensitive clit which all made you bite your hand to ease it up, tears rolling down your flushed cheeks. Ace was relentless, his hips were smashing into yours, leaving wet slapping sounds behind as his moans grew louder. He quickly used his other hand to move yours away from your mouth.

"Let me..ah..hear you slut." he said through small whimper and you tensed up around him, his cock was pulsating inside you, his fingers working their way and brining you closer to your second orgasm. You were overly sensitive, too close but not close enough and tears kept rolling down your cheeks as you kept moaning, whimpering and whining depending on which one came out from Ace's thursts.

"Come on, you can handle it." Ace teased as he brushed his thumb over your tears and pushed it into your mouth. You sucked on his thumb messily as you felt your orgasm approaching, your hips were wiggling around trying to somehow ease it up because it was too much.

"You begged and pleaded to cum, is it too much for you now? Should I stop?" Ace teased you through little whimpers of his. You were completely out of it, all you could focus on is bitter pleasure inside you so all you could do is shake your head giving him an answer to keep going. He chuckled and started moving his hips even faster as his fingers slowed down just enough and you felt heat build up inside you once again. With few more seconds you felt your second orgasm and it brought you to tears this time, it was as intense as first one. You kept moaning out messily due to your inconsistent breathing and Ace whined out as he felt your wet cum covering his sensitive dick. You slowly started coming off of your high, calming down, your whole body felt sour. Ace stopped his movement and pulled out and you finally calmed down. He quickly turned you around by your hips, your tummy and breasts pressing on the table, as your legs and feet weakly supported you on the floor.

"Just stay like that princess, don't move." Ace ordered in a whisper and brought his cock to your entrance, moving it up and down. He slowly pushed in and supported himself by grabbing your hips. He started moving back and forth in medium pace that stimulated all right and sensitive spots inside you which made you whimper. He wasn't rough, he was actually quite gentle but you were already too sensitive. All you could hear are his low moans and groans as he was getting closer to his own release. He moved one of his hands off of your hips and spanked your ass, leaving a small red mark behind. You quivered at his sudden spank and he just moved his hand right under your lower spine, pressing you into the table so you could feel his cock better. You moaned and he started going faster, his moans almost muffling yours. He kept his pace, his cock twitched and pulsated inside you and you could hear sounds he made getting messier, inconsistent and louder as you finally felt his hand pressing you more and nails of his other hand digging into your hip as his hot cum filled you up inside. You whimpered with him and he slowed down his movements, riding out his orgasm. He pulled out slowly, not spilling one drop out of your pussy and you slowly got up, your legs shakey and weak. Ace hugged you and kissed top of your head and picked you up in bridal style to carry you to the bathroom so two of you can relax in a bath.

"You were so good for me today, now let's clean you up and take a nap after, okay?" he said in gentle, considerate voice and you just nodded. You spent rest of the day relaxing and enjoying your time together.

Day 7

On the last day of his requests, Ace decided to gift you something or rather, he was unsure would you agree to this even as a loser of your bet, but it was worth a try. He took a box out, waiting for you to come in his office. Inside was a gold colored choker made out of small circles and it had an extension of same shape as Ace's earring.

You knocked and he let you in, placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

"Well, my sweet Y/N, seems like this is the last day of our bet. It makes me sad that this is pehaps my last request from you, I had so much fun." he said, smiling softly as he sat down. You followed and sat on chair next to him. You saw a box, but didn't say anything about it.

"I had fun as well darling, I think I would make my requests much less enjoyable for you." you laughed earning Ace's laugh too. Once your laughter stopped, he slowly pushed the box towards you.

You opened it and saw a choker with an exstension. Your eyes got wider as you looked up at Ace who was just softly smiling.

"My last request would be for you to wear this. It's not made out of my ability, but rather my imagination." he said in gentle voice.

"For how long? Until rest of the day?" you asked, genuinely curious.

"Forever." he let out quickly and you could feel your chest warm up and blossom with small tingles as he said it. Ace always had weird or rather unique way of expressing love and care when it came to gifts.

"Okay, I will do it." you said and smiled softly at him. Ace's eyes got wide.

"Really?" he asked in excited yet unsure voice.

"Of course! It's beautiful, we match and I love you, so I can't see why not." you said in warm, genuine tone which made Ace smile to himself and get up to place it around your neck. With few adjustments it was placed on your neck and it looked beautiful.

"I love you too, you look beautiful like this, angel." he said and lifted your chin up.

"It can also have a leash, you know?" he said teasingly.

"So I can actually become your slave?" you laughed as you got up to hug him.

"Hm, I was thinking more like my pet." he teased more, pulling you closer into a hug and kissing top of your head, your sweet giggles being a music to his ears.

The End :)

I want to thank my sweet Gawy again for this idea, I love you<3

I also want to thank my sweet Q(utie) for hyping me up and reminding me to take breaks and for all support in general :)

I love you💜

And once again, huge thanks and gratitude to everyone supporting me and huge kisses on forehead for y'all :D<3

I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading! :))<3

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sunshineting · 1 year

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I never know what to do for backgrounds ugh BUT the semester is over and I’m back to being creative :)

#one piece #one piece art #portgas d ace #ace #ace one piece #procreate #anime #stripper!ace #ace x yn #ace x y/n #my art

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bbyjackie · 10 months

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𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐄'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating feat: ace

♡ liked by p1rateking_luffy, marco_o and 7.3k others

_ynln: he's 20 and still manages to burn everything in sight <3

tagged: ace

chef.thatch: All my hard work down the drain

↳ marco_o: wait is this why the deck floorboard is scorched

↳ _ynln: ACE DID IT

↳ _ynln: he fell asleep while we were singing happy birthday 😭😭

↳ ace: WOWWW YN YOU'RE SUCH A SNITCH

↳ marco_o: oh my god

iampops: How do I add a caption on Instagram posts

↳ p1rateking_luffy: HAPQPY BIRTHDYA ACE! (liked by ace, _ynln)

↳ ace: thanks luffy!

♡ liked by iampops, izou.u and 5.4k others

_ynln: worth it ❕❕

tagged: ace

marco_o: oh my god this is why we don't trust you guys unsupervised

↳ _ynln: i know u love us (liked by ace)

↳ marco_o: you guys make me want to throw myself off board

↳ marco_o: im losing hair cause of you two

↳ ace: like you had much to begin with LMFOAOO 💀💀

↳ _ynln: 🤣🤣

↳ marco_o: im letting both of u die

izou.u: are you guys the reason why the bathroom looks like shit

↳ ace: it's yn's fault ☝️

↳ _ynln: WTF HOW IS THIS MY FAULT

↳ _ynln: YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID 'wHaT iF wE jUmPEd?' AND THEN CANONBALLED

↳ ace: LMFAOOAOO IT WAS SO FUNNY 🤣

iampops: Sons tell me how to add a caption on Instagram posts

chef.thatch: I lose braincells whenever I am near these idiots (liked by _ynln)

♡ liked by ace, saaaa_bo and 4.9k others

_ynln: if he isn't dreaming about me, im going to sell him to the marines 😪😪

tagged: ace

izou.u: is he even breathing in the second photo

↳ marco_o: i hope not

ace: whaattt of course i was dreaming about you my pookie dookie sugar bear cupcake frappe 😜😍🥰😘🤩❤️‍🔥💕💞💖

↳ saaaa_bo: ew

↳ saaaa_bo: kudos to yn for taking one for the team and dating u

↳ _ynln: i can already hear my 550,000,000 berries from here

↳ _ynln: @saaa_bo FRRR YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT HAS MY BACK ☝️☝️

iampops: Sons I've been asking for a week. How do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

♡ liked by theroronoa.zoro, p1rateking_luffy and 9.2k others

ace: my favourite girl ❣️❣️

marco is my favourite of all time

tagged: _ynln

_ynln: everyone don't be fooled, he tackled me into the ocean straight after this 😐😐

↳ ace: my mum told me to chase my dreams, not my fault my dream tried to run away 🥱

↳ _ynln: YOU STARTED SPRINTING AT ME WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO

↳ ace: start sprinting towards me at the same time 🤩🤩

lovenami: omg @_ynln you ate in this photo

↳ _ynln: NAMI OMG ILY 💞💞

p1rateking_luffy: HEHE MY FUTURE SISTER IN LAW

↳ ace: bet

↳ _ynln: wait what

↳ iampops: yn how do I add a caption on Instagram posts?

↳ _ynln: pops omg you're showing your age rn

marco_o: jesus christ delete the second part of that caption

↳ ace: stop being shy 😚😚

yamatototo: yn needs to be saved 💀💀 (liked by _ynln)

_ynln 36m

[_ynln] ace replied to your story: marco said it was payback for destroying the bathroom, you're next 🤷

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece x reader #one piece smau #one piece imagine #luffy x reader #smau #one piece x you #one piece fluff #one piece scenario #ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #ace headcanons #sabo x reader #ace x yn #marco x reader #thatch x reader #izou x reader

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rayray200 · 1 year

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sunset and sea

You walked slowly along the seashore, lightly kicking stones in the sand. Suddenly, a guy who was all beaten up runs to meet you. Without noticing you, he stumbled and fell on top of you.

- Hey! Boy are you okay? - he no longer heard you, and only his head hung from your shoulder. You noticed that he was too hot. Wrapping it on the sand, you looked at it, and did not find anything suspicious. Therefore, I decided to take him to my home, barely lifting him, you carried him. Or rather, half of the body was on you, and the other stretched along the sand. When you got to your street, people only looked askance at you, and some even seemed to start whispering all sorts of obscenities. But, you did not pay attention to them, and only sighed loudly.

Opening the door of the house, you put it near the entrance and rose, began to pull it to the sofa in the living room. This guy didn't seem to wake up. Just as you were about to cover him up and leave him, you noticed a flyer in his hat.

Who wears leaflets in hats anyway? Some kind of eccentric .. - you mentally asked yourself, and reached out to get it, as the guy rolled over and crashed to the floor. You did not have time to do anything, and he already jumped to his feet.

- BUT? - it seems he did not really remember that he ran into a girl and fell. He looked around in bewilderment and stared at you, as if waiting for something.

- Hi? I Y/N, you fell on me on the beach near my house. - you said a little awkwardly, and smiled sweetly at the guy. To which, he chuckled, mentally noting that you are very cute.

“Hey, nice to meet you, Y/n!” Don't know where I am? - Ace asked with a perky smile and a chuckle, and sat down on the floor.You just stared first at him, then at the sofa, which was literally a couple of centimeters back.

- Uh..y-you're at my house, it seems you were running away from something, probably.. - still, it's not every day that a guy leans on you near the sea, and you carry him home, not really knowing him.

You watched Ace while he ate. He was very hungry, as if he had not eaten in weeks.

Where does such an appetite come from? hee hee - you asked giggling, filling Ace's plate already seems..second? No, the third time. It seemed to you that he still had five plates to fit.

— Mmmm! You pfosto wonderfully otovish! - he praised you with his mouth full, continuing to gobble up the food you had prepared. He has been living with you for a week, and it seems he does not really want to leave. Well, of course you are not against the company, but it was like that until one day. You came with a leaflet that the sentinel gave you. There was a picture of him. Did you expect this? Yes. Was she ready for this? No. Ace at that time hamstered your food supplies for a month ahead. But, here he sees you with your head down and a wanted leaflet .. he probably immediately understood why you have such a face, but did not immediately recognize it.

- Why did not you tell? - you asked quietly and sharply raised your eyes not Ace. He saw light tears in your eyes, he guessed that you could kick him out right away if he knew that he was a pirate. Therefore, I didn’t say, I didn’t want you to kick him out, and said that he was one of them. Pirates.

- I didn't want to leave. - you looked at him and could not believe that such a nice guy turned out to be a pirate. Of course, your brain said to tell the patrol about him, but your heart ... spoke of something else. You considered him a friend, a real one.After all, he was cheerful, sweet, attentive, although his manners were not so good. But, you didn't care.

- You know, I'll take you to the sea .. - you said, and going to the table where the guy was sitting, put down a leaflet. And she left to get dressed so that you would not be recognized on the way back. Ace looked at the paper, and stretching, burned it to the ground. When you arrived, Ace was gone. You ran in a hurry to the sea, he was still there.

“Ha ha, you’re taking a long time, T/ishka!” - the guy said smiling, looking at the sea and turned to face you, called to him. You came and sat down beside him, you sat like that for quite a long time. But, none of you noticed this, you turned to face him and said:

“Somehow, will you come to me again?” - with hope in your eyes, you asked. The guy got up from the ground, and holding out his hand to you, with a gentle smile, he said:

“Of course, I will come back many more times!” Don't expect to get away from me so quickly! - Ace said laughing merrily, you laughed too. So loud and so sad, you never laughed. Both knew they might never meet, but they didn't care.

I hope you don't leave this village. - the guy hugged you, and was about to let you go, but you tightly grabbed his shoulders. So you stood until the sun began to sink lower and lower.

If you don't come back, I'll come after you! - You shouted menacingly after the guy, turning around the guy smiled, the most beautiful and friendly smile he had. When the guy disappeared from the horizon, you knelt down and began to sob loudly .. mentally asking that you meet again many times.

#one piece x yn #one piece x y/n #ace x yn #one piece #portgas d. ace #ace x you

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cyborg-franky · 2 months

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Hi! I recently discovered this and i took me a while read everything but i just couldn't stop it, I love it! Can you someday write something about F reader and Ace like childhood friends to lovers?

Aaaah I am glad you like! And I hope you like this, I don't do gendered readers I'm afaird <3 I hope thats okay.

Ace x GN Reader SFW WC: 889

You’d known Ace since you were both kids, when he wasn’t roughhousing and causing trouble with his brothers he was with you. You’d lay on the grass together and stare at the sky, watching the clouds. You could tell he enjoyed these moments as much as you, tired from a day of rolling around and screaming at Sabo and Luffy he just took the time to breathe in your company.

“That cloud looks like a goat,” You pointed and Ace followed your finger, narrowing his eyes at the white fluffy shape before scoffing. “More like a sabertooth tiger,” He replied as if that was a simple fact and you were wrong. You huffed back at him. “But the horns look!” You nudged him with your elbow and waved your finger, trying desperately to paint the picture for him.

“You're blind!” He nudged back. “What?” You sat up and frowned at him, he sat up with you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him as he nodded to the shape. “No, no, look at it this way!” You rolled your eyes knowing you were right.

Despite the occasional disagreement, he was your best friend, and every moment you spent with him you were at your happiest.

“What?” You asked, loudly as you almost dropped your drink and stared at him. “Yeah! I got a boat and a crew, I’m finally ready to set sail as a pirate!” you shook your head, thinking about the long months he’d vanished, you’d been worried sick about him and now he came back with all these wild promises of adventure and claims he was ready to set sail and make something of himself.

Sure, he’d grown up, filled out, and come back with a devil fruit power, he still hadn’t gone into the details about that, but still. Ace was happier, confident and you were happy for him but the way he was coming back into your life just to leave again?

You were both teenagers and despite the time and space that was ever between you over the years you remained best friends. You felt your heart ache as he carried on talking about how he was going to leave today, how the world was waiting for him. You’d always known he was desperate to be heard, to be seen, to pave his own way, and to avoid the looming shadow of his father's legacy, you’d just always hoped you could be at his side for it. To see him shine like the star he was.

“So,” You started and he watched you “You came back after all this time just to leave again?” to leave ME again.

“I- what? No!” He slammed his hands on the table, making the cups wobble and spill. “I was coming to ask you to join me! I don’t think I could do this without you.” He said with determination to get you on his side again before he reached over the table to grab your hands. “Come on, like we always talked about!”

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Despite your better judgment you joined his crew, and became a Spade pirate. You hadn’t been serious when you were kids, how you’d both talk about the possible future but you couldn’t be without him again and you had a feeling he wouldn’t have taken no for an answer. Ace was as stubborn as he was cute.

You even stayed by his side when the Whitebeard Pirates had assimilated you all to their ranks, you’d cleaned Ace’s cuts, bandaged his wounds, and tried to talk him out of killing Whitebeard, though you knew that was never going to happen.

It had been years now, the way you carried on growing up side by side. You’d held his hand when he’d taken the leap and gotten the huge tattoo on his back, you had a matching one, just much smaller than the one that marked his pride in his new life and role as the second division commander.

You’d gotten closer and spent all your free time with him. He was lying on your bed as you finished washing up for the night, ready for bed, and watching as Ace was dozing off on the bed. This was how it always happened, he had his own room but more times than not he would fall asleep on your bed and you’d wake up bing spooned by him. His strong arms around your waist and his lips against your neck as he snored.

“Marco asked how long we’d been dating today,” you started and he snapped awake, looking at you from under his hat. “And what did you tell him?” you laughed at his reaction, he must have been asked the same question by other whitebeards. “I said since we were young.”

You got into bed next to him, taking his hat and setting it on the nightstand, gently brushing back his hair and seeing his brows furrow as he wrinkled his nose. “Are we dating?” you shrugged and got comfy, feeling him latch onto you almost instantly,

“I think we crossed the line of what is acceptable for friends a while ago.” You said, closing your eyes as you felt the breath from his chuckle tickle your neck from how close he was nuzzling you.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

#one piece x reader #one piece reader insert #one piece x you #sfw #one piece #gender neutral reader #portgas d ace #portgas d. ace #one piece x yn #one piece x yourname #one peice x y.n #one piece imagine #portgas d ace x reader #ace op x reader #ace x you #ace x reader #ace x yn

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usopp-writes · 2 years

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Yay 150 followers! If you've got a spot open, maybe some Ace fluff?

@sabo-has-my-heart

Astra my dear. Yes, I can't really believe it. I'm so happy I reached 150 followers. I don't think I have worked that much on this blog, but it encouurage me to keep going. And yes, I have a spot open for you. A sweet little lazy day fluff story with our freckled male, who truly deserve this.

Enjoy <3

Ace x GN reader SFW Word count: 1,136

It was a lazy day on the Moby Dick, the sun shining from a cloudless sky, the sea breeze making sure you wouldn’t feel too hot when outside. Still, you were sitting in the shadow, as not to get sunburn. Leaning against the wall that led inside the ship, you enjoyed the peaceful day. Next to you, lying down and with his head in your lap, were Ace. His orange cowboy hat was placed upon your head, which allowed you to let your fingers go through his hair, as he told you stories about his precious little brother. You loved the pride, love and devotion in his voice, whenever he spoke of Luffy. It was clear as today’s weather that Ace would do anything for his baby brother.

Humming, you looked at him, eyes so doting and loving that you made him lost his thoughts and what he was talking about. You could see his cheek heat up and you were mildly amused and flattered that you had this effect on him, even after all this time together.

“I know I’m breathtaking.” You teased him, laughing lightly, when he looked aside, cheeks redder than before. “So who was the captain in your pirate play?” You tried to get him back to the story he’d been telling you. There was something soothing about hearing him tell the story, even if you’d heard it before. This was the moment when Ace was the happiest, you felt. Here with you, gushing over his brother. Ace felt more alive and at peace right now. You knew he didn’t share stories of himself and his brother with just anyone and you felt so honored and happy he invited you into his life like this.

Ace broke into a large smile and continued his story, telling you about how they both were co-captain, as neither of them willingly to let the other be the captain. It was kind of sweet and part of you wondered why Ace hadn’t waited until Luffy was older and set sail together. Maybe you would one day have your answer, but for now, you just soaked in the words and let his tales bring you to a jungle, where animals were larger than Oyaji, stronger than the average pirate and just as dangerous as your family could be when they had to show their teeth.

You hummed at the right times, but after some time, you noticed he wasn’t speaking any longer. Looking down, you chuckled, as he’d fallen asleep mid-sentence. Chuckling, you watched him lay there, snoring lightly. Your fingers kept going through his hair; you loved the softness of it. Never in a million years would you have guessed that a pirate as notorious as Ace would have such amazing soft hair. Nor would you have thought he would ever fall in love with you of all people. You weren’t a great cook like Thatch, beautiful as Izo or even good to patch people up as Marco. It’d felt odd at first, but you both had found – no you’d built a foundation to be on together.

Ace stirred and drowsy grey hues blinked up at you, before a smile tugged on his lips, reaching out for you, Ace lifted himself up, just enough to capture your lips for a short kiss. You smiled into the kiss, cheeks turning red at the sheer softness and amount of love you could feel in this kiss.

“You’re beautiful, you know that, right?” Ace said, his voice soft and loving.

You chuckled and nodded. “So are you.”

Somewhere nearby you heard someone gagging at the sweetness you two were emitting. Not everyone was a romantic; some even said pirates shouldn’t act all lovey-dovey. You didn’t really care; you did what you wanted to do; because that was what pirates did. Having the freedom to be whoever you were and do what you wanted in life. Even if it meant to be sitting against the cabins, showering your partner in love and affection.

Your other hand started to trace the freckles on Ace’s bare skin, from his cheeks, down his neck and over his chest. He chuckled under your touch, his cheek reddening lightly, but he didn’t tell you to stop. Instead he made himself more comfortable on your lap, letting your touches and soft humming lull him into a slumber.

Closing your eyes, you listened to the wind that rustled the sails, the light chatter of your family, Ace’s light snoring and the waves that lazily hit the ship, barely rocking it. Today was indeed a calm and peaceful one and you enjoyed it to its fullest with the man you loved. Your whole family were just being lazy, only the cooks and of course Thatch were busy, making sure you all got your meals and had fresh and cool drinks available. You hoped they too soon would enjoy the day and that the meals they were making wouldn’t be too heavy.

Suddenly you were pulled down and you let out a surprised yelp. Ace grinned, as he made you lie on his chest, snuggled close to him. He let his fingers go through your hair, his hat lying on the ground next to the two of you. Smiling, you made yourself comfortable against him, not bothered with him being a little hot in this warm weather.

“Say Ace, have I ever told you about my home town?” You asked, knowing that you hadn’t. In fact, you didn’t often speak about your past or why you decided to join the Whitebeard pirates, but since Ace shared some good memories, it made you also think of some of the good times you had when growing up. You wanted him to know that not everything had been bad for you either.

“No. Do you want to tell me?” Ace had never pried into your past, never really bothered you to share anything you didn’t feel like sharing. It was what made you love him so much more. With him, you could be you.

Smiling, you started to tell, you voice only loud enough for him to make out all the words. Happier times from your past spilled from your lips, made you laugh lightly. It felt good sharing and remembering these times. Your life was just as colorful as everyone else’s, but as Ace, you had a tendency to only remember the bad or think about it, when thinking back.

Today you didn’t. You found the gems hidden in your brain that made happy and made you feel better. Ace always brought forth so much good in you and you would one day tell him just how wonderful he was and why. Today, however, was the day you just found happiness in each other and the little things that you shared.

#ace x gn reader #self insert x canon #one piece x reader #ace x yn #gender neutral reader #one piece #sfw #it's a lazy day

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