#corazon x you

[hana-san]

Hes a sweet person

[lehguru]

MUSCLE MUSCLE! + ONE PIECE MEN

one piece men having a muscular fem!s/o feat. monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, trafalgar d. water law, sanji, donquixote rosinante, buggy the clown

info: again FEM!READER , this is so self indulgent its embarrassing; not proofread

luffy wouldn't mind you having muscles. he thinks that's something normal – just like some women can be skinny or chubby, others can be muscular. he would love to compare his biceps to yours if you love to flex, he takes it as a fun playful thing. he would adore to train with you, it gives him a big motivation; not only because it's someone as strong as him training, but also because he would adore to share earbuds with you and do silly dances to make you laugh between your sets.

zoro thinks the way you managed to build up your muscles is amazing. he often talks to you about your training techniques and diet; you're also one of the few – three – people he invites to workout with him. if you spot him during bench presses, he always puts a higher weight than he would while alone – that's his way to show that he trusts you and your strength. he will often stare at your body at the gym, but it's never in a creepy way, he just wants to make sure you're okay while doing your exercises (and he secretly enjoys to see your muscles working).

law is constantly wanting to rip his hair off with worry for you. he thinks your psyche is nice and he have no problem with it, his fears lie on your diet and your bones/joints. he fears that you might get an injury and you're not keeping a healthy fat percentage; even if you reassure him and say everything is fine, he always show up with food at your place. if he's not in that worried state, he loves to feel your muscles while you hug him (he has a skinnier build, so he enjoys the contrast). his favorite thing ever is to feel your arms around his head while he lays on your stomach.

sanji would love your body no matter what, but there's something about you being able to lift him up – and even throw him around if you want to – that drives him insane. if you post a picture with any of your muscles flexed, you will get a dozen of comments from him. if you take him to the gym to train with you, he will praise you and won't even train so he can "appreciate and help a goddess like you". he begged you for a long time to give him a headlock so he could take a picture and make it his profile picture in every single social media he have (and the background on his phone).

corazón always get shy whenever he looks at any of your muscles – you often notice it, because his cheeks become a nice shade of pink. at first you thought he didn't like you being muscular, but quite the opposite. unlike his brother, he doesn't build up muscles that easily (they have the same genetics, but he always says he was born to be the skinny brother), so you, the love of his life, being muscular? he is over the moon. if he gets your consent to do it, his hands will be all over you. if you need a massage, he's there. if it's just resting on your thigh or your back during a cuddle session, he's happy. he loves your muscles a lot, not more than he loves you.

buggy thinks you're one of the coolest people because of your muscles. he always wanted to be bigger and scarier, but his muscles always seemed to grow on his legs and stomach only, so if you are well-balanced on all your body, he is smitten. he loves to lay on any part of your body, giggling to himself if he thinks about doing that when you two are apart. he is constantly praising you, but, unlike sanji, they come in a more "if you were the queen, i wouldn't mind being the jester" way. he wouldn't mind tagging along with you to the gym, but he would spend more time glaring at any other men that looks your way than actually training.

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[puranami]

✿ It's The Little Things - 4 ✿

A/N: I wish I knew how to write for Katakuri because he'd be right at home in this big boi edition ksdjh Rosi makes me cry ilhsm (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Summary: Little relationship things with a couple big bads, and Rosi who has never done anything wrong in his life and doesn't die, bc i said so ✿

Characters: Crocodile, Rosinante (Corazon), Doflamingo

Content: SFW, G/N reader (though Croc calls you doll... but I think he'd do that regardless,) fluff on toast ✿

(Part 1 - Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Sanji) (Part 2 - Buggy, Shanks, Mihawk) (Part 3 - Franky, Robin, Law, Kid, Killer)

Crocodile

✿ It goes without saying, being with Crocodile means you are surrounded by luxury; he is a very materialistic man with a very specific image he has cultivated, and that extends to you. All your clothes, jewellery, any makeup, even down to your perfume and shampoo are carefully considered to make sure you compliment him perfectly. He is particular, but not unreasonable, giving you options so you can make your own decision, and he will not force something on you that you hate - can't have you walking around sulking. Really though, he values your opinion, he just sets the parameters and you chose how to meet them. In fact, if you simply went along with everything he said, giving no input of your own; he'd get very bored, very quickly.

✿ When you aren't in public, basically acting as the power couple of Alabasta (before that goes awry,) and then of the Cross Guild; he allows himself to be much softer, and generally just more human with you. Work will always be his priority, but he's not against sleeping in and having a lazy day, or part day, depending on what's going on in your lives. He'll hug you randomly, catch you in his hook if he wants your attention, and just generally manhandle you, but in the gentlest way. Crocodile also enjoys cooking with you, and is not above throwing ingredients, or flicking water at you, especially if you start it, and he will throw a tea towel in your face if he wants to. It's very endearing seeing such a powerful, and feared man being a little silly, and it's only for you.

✿ His sense of humour is as dry as he is, and either you get it and laugh along, which is nice, or you find it so painful that you can't help but groan, him laughing at your suffering instead, which is even nicer. Crocodile's laugh is basically a low rumble that you can feel reverberating in his chest, which is the nicest part of all. He always drops jokes unexpectedly, in a way where you think he's just going to comment on something, or maybe flirt with you; "You know what makes me smile, doll?" - "Could it be the fact you get to spend a quiet, relaxing day with me, hmm?" - "Facial muscles." It's either the funniest thing, or you will genuinely want to throttle him. He doesn't hold it against you if you slap him over it, the impact barely registers with this living sandbag, and he takes it as a sign that the joke was a particularly good one (in his opinion.)

Rosinante (Corazon)

✿ An absolute sweetheart, and a gentle giant. He treats you like spun glass, at least to begin with, afraid he will hurt you with either his general size and strength, or his clumsy nature. It will take time for him to relax into things, but he will; humans are naturally rather resilient, and him giving you a strong hug, or falling over himself onto you is not going to break you. It still won't stop him crying over it, especially if you end up with any bruises, but you'll hold him gently as you stroke his head, soothing him while you explain that it's alright, and that these things happen; "I got a bigger bruise from accidentally kneeing the table the other day. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last either. Everything is okay, I promise." Poor guy just loves you so much, he can't stand the thought of you being hurt in any way!

✿ He absolutely adores it when you snuggle up beside him, under his massive coat. It feels like the safest place in the world, and it's so warm - nothing bad can happen under this fortress of feathers! Rosi in general is just a cuddly guy really, holding you at every opportunity, taking your relatively small hands in his giant ones, carrying you whenever and wherever you'll allow him to; always by his chest though, so when he inevitably slips, he doesn't land on you. Being your resident tall, he prefers to pick you up to reach things as opposed to grabbing those things for you, as it means he can hug you at the same time!

✿ Rosinante is absolutely ride or die with you! Whatever your dreams and ambitions, he will do everything in his power to try and help you achieve them. The only caveat is that he will also do the same for his own mission, and sometimes that overtakes him, and he will unknowingly, and definitely unwillingly overlook you at times. He keeps you completely separate from that part of his life - because it's so dangerous, and he never wants to put you in harms way. It can be lonely when he's so focused, or not around, and that's what spurs him to attach himself to you whenever he can.

Doflamingo

✿ The fact you managed to catch his attention at all is honestly a feat in itself. He's a man who has everything (until he goes to jail,) and he always gets what he wants, no matter how he has to go about it - so there must be something that he cannot buy, threaten, or manipulate out of you, or anyone else. There is something about you personally, a fearless spirit, the right kind of sass, the patient and forgiving nature of a god, just something more; you're like a unique treasure, one that he refuses to allow in the public eye, as he is a very selfish man. He basically puts you on a pedestal, catering to every little whim or desire. At least to a point. He won't prioritise you over his machinations, and he can't be soft and tender with you on command. He'll have is moments sure, but they're on his time, and only when you are alone.

✿ He loves to loom over you, manhandle you, generally just manipulate your body, all to remind you just how small and delicate you are. The man is a predator, let's be real, and you will never forget that while you are his favourite, you are still prey in his eyes. While he likes the look of you being the small, timid thing he expects from prey, he adores your looks of defiance, refusing to cower before him. It's part of what proves that you are above everyone else, excluding himself of course, and that you are worthy of his attention. You can sass him, and tell him "No," so long as you do what he says where it matters. He won't tolerate blatant disrespect and insubordination, that's a one way ticket 6ft under. Your relationship is a delicate balance of accepting your place beneath him, but not being so beneath him that you may as well not exist.

✿ In those longed for times when it's just the two of you, he will give you whatever affection you desire, even if it's not something he can really reciprocate. He likes you happy, and his pride means he will not accept that there is something he cannot get or do for you. That's not to say he doesn't love you, he does in his own way; he's just buried that part of him deep down, so deep it may never be found. Perhaps, as time goes on however, with you being a consistent presence in his life, showing him what genuine kindness and compassion are, he may remember somewhat and be able to offer it back to you. Don't hold your breath, though, if it's happening, it's not happening fast. He's certainly a convincing actor, and his mimicked affections feel real enough.

[spacebaby1]

MY MAMA (Child!Law Trafalgar & Mom!Reader)

"STOP IT," Law yelled at you "YOU ARE NOT MY MOM AND YOU WILL NEVER BE." Law pushed past you running to his room and you stood up and grabbed on Corazon's wrist when he called for Law.

"No, don't yell at him" You said stopping your husband from walking. "B-But sweetheart, he can't yell at you like that. He can't talk to you like that-"

"Yes, he can" you smiled a little, "he's my son, isn't he?" Corazon nodded looking down, he felt hopeless, "then let him cool down, Darling. I can handle his words, let him yell, scream or throw hands at us" you chuckled gently lifting your husband's chin, "He'll calm down soon, just please don't yell at my boy."

Corazon sighed at your words, how could you be so sweet to his boy after all he had said to you today and how he treated you. But, as an neglected child you easily understood Law's emotions; he is just a kid.

Corazon decided to make the dinner tonight so you agreed to fold the clean clothes, after putting the clothes away in the drawer you noticed the small picture album you owned, it had pictures from your school. So you sat down to go through it but from the side of your eyes you noticed someone peeking from the doorframe, it was Law. He tried to hide but you had seen him, with a smile you titled to side so now you could full see him, "Hey, you. Did you need anything?" You smiled Gentle as always.

"C-Can I come in?" He asked almost in a small voice. "Sure, Sweetie. Come sit beside me." You tapped the floor beside you and he did as you told him still not looking you in the eye.

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you a snack?" He shook his head and mumbled something under his breath, "Huh?" He turned towards you and you could see his eyes were glossy, and your heart dropped; was he crying?

"Law? Sweetie were you crying? Your eyes are puffy. What's wrong are you not feeling well?" The concern that you showed made the gilt Law felt run wild in his little head. His lips quivered as he just looked at you hoping for you to understand his tears and how sorry he was yelling all those words at you, he fell into your arms without warning, "It's okay, Sweetie, whatever it is, we'll fix it, what's wrong? Tell me? Want me to get your Cora-San?" He shook his head in your embrace, "Okay, Sweetcheek, Not calling for Cora-San." You rubbed his back, "there there, I'm here for you," you placed your head on his as he cried and cried till he couldn't anymore.

"You okay?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said earlier, that wasn't very kind. I shouldn't have said that to you, I'm so sorry, I'm very very sorry. I just don't know how to explain it," he looked down at his fingers, "it's not an excuse no it shouldn't be."

You were confused, "What is Law? Did someone said something to you at school, you can tell us anything." He pulled at his hat before speaking, "it's my fault for yelling at you b-but I-uhh my teacher s-she well she-"

"Law did you teacher say something to you? Did she hit you?" You were getting scared and angry but not at Law, never at him. He shook his head to which you calmed down, and he spoke again, "She didn't do- well- today is mother's day." Oh, you said nothing.

"T-the teacher gave us each a flower and she said "give it to your mother" as a gift, a-and I didn't cry but I felt sad and I didn't like that feeling so I got angry at you, I'm sorry I didn't mean to be mean to you like that, you are kind to me and you cook my favourite food a-and I yelled at you." He was crying again in your arms, you just hugged him, apparently your old school never stopped with this tradition you chuckled. "Don't cry, it's okay to feel like that Law, I know how you feel, trust me it's okay."

He pulled away to look at you, "H-How?", you smiled and whipped his tears, "When I was few years younger than you, my mama and papa separated. I was too young to understand why I just knew they didn't want me because they left me with my nana, and I went to the same school as you when I was your age, my teache used to do the Same. Every mothers day they would give us a flower to give to our mama's but I didn't have one," you smiled to stop your own tears, "so I used to give them to nana and tell her that it was a gift." Law blinked at you, "y-your mom didn't like you?" He asked "but why?" You shrugged, "sometimes people change but that doesn't mean I am alone, yes I was for most of my childhood but I am happy now, I have you, your Cora-San. You are my family, and I love you more than a mother can love her child because I see you as my own, and I am not mad at you for yelling at me at all, you call speak your heart out with me and I will always be there for you, sweetheart."

Law's lips quiver as he fell in your arms crying again before you noticed Corazon was standing by the door crying his eyes out when he heard your words, he too jumped to hug you as they both cried in your arms, you chuckled blinking the tears away, "Stop crying you big baby" you told Corazon but he only cried harder, "I love you so much." He said crying and you laughed at them both for being alike.

[bby-deerling]

Omg I love your writing sm 🥺🥺 the way you write Corazon 🤌 kicking my legs squealing

idk if your requests are open but if they are, can i request sanji, ace and corazon with someone who has a lot of freckles/beauty marks?

I read somewhere that they're kisses from angels or from your past lovers in your last life and I thought that'd be sooooo cuteeeee 🥺🥺🥺

eeee i'm down for a few quick headcanons, especially with a request as cute as this one!

one piece men + freckles and beauty marks

ft: sanji, ace, and corazon

masterlist

sanji

will attempt to kiss every single speckle and mark (and starts over from the beginning if he notices he’s missed one!)

waxes poetic about the meaning of them, and reassures you that he’s loved you in so many lives before, and will love you for many more to come.

makes corny comments about how the amount of beauty marks you have is proportional to how gorgeous you are!

ace

tries to count the number of freckles on your face to see who has more (wish him luck, this poor boy probably can’t count higher than like, 50 before he loses track on a good day.)

calls you “freckles” on occasion, it’s goofy and silly, but ace is all about calling you every pet name in the book.

finds himself staring in awe of your marks late at night sometimes, thoroughly convinced you hold little pieces of starlight scattered all across your face. (he also wonders to himself if you secretly admire him the same way when he’s not looking)

corazon

such a sweetheart, quietly traces over your beauty marks with his massive fingers, sweet smile on his face.

leaves absentminded kisses along your dustings of freckles during quiet, intimate moments.

prepare to have more marks added to your collection, whether they are scrapes or scars from his clumsiness!

[merbear25]

Long awaited rest

The sheets had been rustled from your aggitated turning; their coolness long since faded under your body heat. As the moon changed its position in the sky, you refrained from checking the time—that would only make the sought after rest more unattainable. Lying on your back, you wondered how much longer it'd be until he joined you.

Sanji, Zoro, Corazon

CW: SFW, fluff, established relationship, gn!reader

Sanji: He'd been up late trying to perfect a new recipe he'd been on the brink of completing. After success had finally graced him, the clock taunted him with the amount hours of his life he'd spent. His eyes were droopy, dark circles were teasing his soft glow: the lack of sleep was catching up to him.

Stumbling into your shared room, his body practically gave way, letting itself flop down next to you. With him face down, his breaths were drawn out as his body was swallowed by the much needed comfort.

You curled up next to him, letting your finger tips trace up and down his back. He didn't stir: only a twitch at the side of his mouth indicated his knowledge of your gentleness. A hushed groan came from him as he rolled his body against your hand, unaware of how much he'd been desperate for your affection.

You rubbed his back being mindful not to massage too deeply and wake him. Leaving light kisses on his shoulder, cheek and forehead, your heart warmed at his dreamlike gratitude, affectionately murmuring about how much he loved you.

Snuggling up to him, you only kept a light hand on his arm, giving room for tosses or turns that may ensue. With him finding his way back to your side, your body was able to dose off, as well.

When the light of the new day shined into your room, its soft rays were casted on the both of you: curled up in each other's embrace and still fast asleep.

Zoro: Having come dangerously close to losing his previous battle, iradicating the imperfections that'd rusted his techniques was a must. Getting lost in his self-analyzation, losing track of time: consequences that were both small prices to pay for growth. However, his body was telling him that its limits had been reached and sleep was inevitable.

Exasperated from the unavoidable limitations, he let up for the night and shuffled off to bed. When opening the door, he noticed you were still awake, despite you not even turning to face him. There was a notable difference between the calmness of your sleeping person when compared to a simply relaxed state—the way your chest rose and fell was a dead giveaway.

Crawling in next to you, he asked why you were still awake. Turning over to face him, you admitted that some nights were just harder to fall alseep without him than others.

Taking a moment to think to himself, he scooched closer you. He patted his chest, signaling for you to lay your head upon it, to which of course you were more than happy to oblige.

Hearing his heartbeat soothed parts you didn't realize needed mending. The tranquility of your embrace offered its services, easing your tired bodies to sleep.

He was the first to wake the following morning: you were still sound asleep against his chest, your hair was ruffled ever so slightly. The peace shown on your face charmed him into placing a kiss on the top of your head.

Corazon: There was still so much to do, yet never enough time to do it. The stress and anxiety of the encounters to come weren't eating away at him though; he was resilient and determined to complete his purpose. That being said, even the heros who work within the shadows need their sleep.

Trying his best not to disturb you, he attempted to ease the door open. You were always sweet, but when you slept, you had a certain tenderness to you, one which alleviated all the woes weighing on his heart.

Getting into bed, he couldn't ignore his need to hold you. When you felt his arm drapping over you, you looked up at him and asked if everything was alright.

Kissing your temple, he assured you that everything was fine, while adding in an apology to having woken you up. Hearing this, you informed that you hadn't been able to sleep.

Cozying up closer to you, he ran his thumb over the top of your hand and asked the reason for it. Fearing you might add to his already worried mind, you simply answered that it was just one of those nights.

You stayed awake for a little while longer, talking to each other, barely above a whisper until you slipped into your dreams.

You were the first to wake up to the dawn of the new day. He had shifted onto his back and was still in a deep sleep. Wanting to enjoy the early morning by his side, you hung your arm over his and nuzzled into the crook of his neck, kissing the top of his shoulder.

[willowbelle]

Heart Sleeves

❤︎ rosinante (corazon) x reader ❤︎

𖤐₊˚.༄ (fluff) 𖤐₊˚.༄

(written with fem reader in mind, but no pronouns mentioned)

cw: fluff, established relationship, kissing, size-difference.

summary: you wake up to cora baking in silence.

word count: ~900

author's note: i don't know why, but cora strikes me as a baker, hehe. and so, this cute lil scenario was born. been going thru it so i needed something sweet. :')

tagging: @fanaticsnail @bby-deerling @shamblespirate @maddddstuff @lowkeycasanova @stuckinthewrongworld @laylaloves-ed @leftladyluminary

Heart Sleeves

Cora rolls up his sleeves before pressing his hands into the floury dough on the countertop. His movements are deliberate as he shapes the batter into spheres and places them inches apart on a baking tray. His focus is evident in his furrowed brow and the quiet hum of concentration that fills the kitchen. 

You walk in, still shaking off the remnants of sleep, the early morning light casting a soft glow around you. Your eyes are bleary, but the image of Cora working draws you in. He's absorbed in his task, his hands moving with calm precision as he shapes the dough on the countertop. You pause, too tired to speak, just smiling as you watch him work. He hasn't noticed you yet, so you simply lean against the doorframe, enjoying the peaceful moment and the soothing aroma of baking bread. 

And then, it dawns on you--the room is completely silent. Cora, being the kind-hearted man you know him to be, must’ve muted the noise with a thoughtful mutter of silence, as to not disturb your much-needed slumber.

You linger in the doorway, enveloped in the quiet intimacy of the moment. The scent of fresh dough mingles with the gentle warmth of the morning, creating a cocoon of tranquility. Cora continues his work, his big hands moving fluidly over the dough.

As you watch, your smile deepens. The love and care he puts into every touch are clear to you, a silent testimony to his thoughtfulness. 

The calm of the room lulls you further into a state of peace, and you let your eyes close for a moment, savoring the serenity that surrounds you. But soon, the comforting rhythm of Cora’s work stirs a desire within you to be closer.

With a gentle push off the doorframe, you walk silently toward him. As you approach, you gently wrap your arms around his waist from behind, resting your cheek against his back. He finally notices your presence and looks down at you with a soft smile. His focus shifts to a touch of warmth and tenderness as he pauses his work, brushing a floured hand up and down your intertwined arms.

He tilts his head slightly, his voice gentle as he murmurs a pensive, "Did I wake you?" His concern is evident, even in his quiet tone.

You respond with a soft shake of your head, a reassuring smile playing on your lips. "No, not at all," you say, your voice a quiet murmur. "I was drawn in by the smell of what you're making.”

You hold him a little tighter, relishing the warmth of his touch and the comforting rhythm of his work. "I just wanted to watch you for a moment," you add.

Cora chuckles softly, his floured hands leaving gentle imprints on your arms as he turns to face you. With a smooth motion, he lifts you up effortlessly and places you on the counter, so you're closer to his impressive height.

The cool touch of the countertop beneath you is a stark contrast to the warmth of his hands. It’s a bit jarring, sends a shiver down your spine, but before your body can even react, the warmth is returned, this time with a tender touch of his hand to your cheek.

Your heart quickens as he leans in, his gaze tender and full of affection. His touch lingers for a moment before he gently kisses you, a sweet, lingering moment that seems to encapsulate the tranquility of the space around you. 

As the kiss deepens, you feel the gentle pull of his embrace, his other arm wrapping around your waist, holding you close. His arms are strong and secure, keeping you grounded. 

His touch is gentle, his fingers lightly tracing your skin with a feather-like touch, as if you were made of delicate glass. As you gaze up at him, his imposing frame strikes you, a testament to his strength and power—he seems as though he could consume you whole. 

Yet, his warmth and gentleness is a stark contrast to his size, cradling your cheek with a tender caress that chases away any lingering chill; a lighthearted soul nestled within the body of a giant.

You savor the unexpected juxtaposition of his strength and tenderness, feeling completely at ease in his embrace. His lips press against yours once more, with a quiet, lingering passion, leaving you breathless and warm.

His hand shifts from your cheek to the nape of your neck, his touch soothing and secure. You find comfort in his closeness, the rise and fall of his chest calming your own breath. His playful soul shines through in the twinkle of his eyes, an energy that dances between you both.

As he pulls back from the kiss, his smile is gentle, full of affection. He lets out a low, contented hum, and you know he is just as lost in the moment as you are. You stay in his embrace, feeling his hands roam down your back, tracing gentle patterns that make your skin tingle.

Cora leans in closer, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face before murmuring a sweet, quiet, 

"Maybe I should start baking every morning if it means waking up to kisses like that."

[sashi-ya]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 13: PUBLIC SEX Donquixote Rosinante 𝘹 𝘍! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Requested by: anon ➡ Hello, Sashi! hear me out: day 13. public/semi public and Rosinante 🤭🤭🤭 (his Devil fruit is literally perfect for it!;) can you please do it for female reader? ty, xo :3 tw: mdni. public sex. usage of df. rough sex and still very sweet. overstimulation. oral. size kink. squirting. impregnation implied. Au where Rosi survived after doffy's bullets. wc: 1,9k 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

With a very curious and intelligent boy in the house, Rosinante and you had little time to none for adult loving matters. You were happy, you weren’t worried. But, sometimes you two needed those alone times…

You weren’t leaving little Law alone, of course. Much less having that type of fun with the kid at home even if asleep. However, that night Law had a birthday party at Mr. Wolff’s home. It was Bepo, his best friend’s birthday, who have been living there with his two other friend, Shachi, and Penguin.

Little Law still felt a little scared of human beings that weren’t his friends, so, of course, Rosinante and you walked him all through Swallow Island to get to the party.

Mr Wolff explained to you that he could stay the night if he felt like it, but if not, he promised to give the kids dinner early so that you could pick up Law from his home before midnight.

You were happy and took a leave through the snowy roads that connected your home and Mr. Wolff’s. It was a blessing to find this man who took care of Law while Rosinante recuperated after his encounter with his evil brother Doflamingo.

It was you, who helped your now lover to stay alive for some time until he was able to speak and search Law in the surroundings. After that, and falling in love with Rosinante, the three of you formed a very lovely and humble family. Of course, his real name couldn’t be revealed, as well as Law’s. Both, for the Marine and the Donquixote family had stopped existing that same fatidic night. Thankfully for the three of you, destiny had other plans…

The crunch beneath your feet of icy cold snow reverberates in a lonely path. There weren’t many roads connecting Pleasure Town to the forest where Mr. Wolff lives, nor the outsides where you live. You need to walk at least a couple of miles more to reach your cabin, a very cozy home you two have built.

“It isn’t that cold tonight, right?” you mumble, small talk you didn’t really need as Rosi and you have no problems to stay silent for some time as long as you are next to the other.

“Actually, you are right. Perfect for a dip in the sea” Rosinante jokes, he is always very funny being -sometimes to the point of annoy Law-.

You scoff and hug his huge arm. He smiles, with a smile that’s as beautiful as a sunrise, and places his equally huge hand on your head.

“I love you; you know that?” he whispers, stopping for some seconds, fixing his beautiful tangerine eyes in yours.

You smile sweetly, standing on tippy toes to reach for his lips. You try to give him a peck, but he is messing with you by not bending forward enough for you to do so. Rosinante is way taller than you. - And probably than most of the men around –

“Come on!” you protest, giving little jumps. “What?! You wanna kiss me? What you want from me, woman?!” he laughs. Rosinante is usually very soft and sweet, a caring father and sometimes a little bit of a clown, but he is also a man… a very manly man in private.

You turn around, crossing your arms like a little girl throwing a tantrum. You fix your eyes in the horizon, where the sun is starting to set, and the sky turns orange with litmus and purple hints here and there over the clouds. Even if annoyed at him, not even the scenery can match to the beauty of his soul.

“Baby…” he whispers, bending enough to hug you from behind. “I was just joking… give me a kiss, come on”

“No. You didn’t want it when I gave it to you; now you lost it!” you joke, enjoying the way you are pressing your back against his body.

He stays silent for some seconds until he turns you around rather violently -probably not his intention, but he is still a clumsy man-. Rosinante’s arms lift you up, as he tries not to slip with the snow.

“Give me a kiss. As a Celestial Dragon I demand my tribute!” it is still a little painful for him, but he has learned to accept his past and because of you even joke about it.

“Ah- tribute?! You are crazy, sir. I won’t giv-“ you grunt, but your lips get sealed with his. And your stiffen muscles start to relax as you melt into a very deep kiss of lust and love.

You two probably keep kissing until your lips get swollen and your breathing becomes erratic. There is too much sexual desire accumulated in your bodies that haven’t been released, you are not exactly sure if you are making it to the cabin.

“I was going to wait until we get home… I’ve been thinking about it all week, having the house free for us…” Rosinante murmurs with his lips grazing yours.

“I can’t wait until we get home…” you whisper, hugging him with your legs, allowing your crotch to hit his. He is hard, as much as you are wet. He is needy, as much as you are desperate…

Both look at each other. It’s gonna be a first… having sex in the middle of the road? With snow? Sure, it isn’t a very transited zone, but… what if someone sees you?

“I don’t care. Fuck me here, behind that tree” you point to a bunch of pines behind you.

Corazon, whose pupils contract, and his smile turns to a sexy smirk, doesn’t really say a word but immediately let’s you down for you to walk right behind the tree you chose to be a “covered spot”.

Truth is, it isn’t really a cover for such a big man like Rosinante, but it doesn’t really matter anymore to you.  

Your back hits the log, and his right hand do the same right next to your face. Some old snow falls around you from the branches of the tree, but there is no strong enough cold to overcome the heat of your bodies.

Rosi bends over to kiss you, playing with your breasts as he does. You moan, as his usual clumsy hands -but not during sex- reach for your nipples right in between your winter clothes. He pinches and twists, because he knows how much you love it.

Your hand reaches for his bulging crotch, playing over the white fabric of his jeans. You can feel it in your hands the way it throbs and painfully wishes to scape his pants. Thing, you understand very well, so you proceed to lower the zipper.

Soon you stop the kiss to kneel and free his sex. He is still wearing his clothes, but it’s enough for you to orally pleasure him. Both of your hands aren’t quite enough to cover his whole length, and that’s something you have learnt to take very well.

The tip of your tongue lands on the tip of his dick, making him squirm as you create strings of precum in between you two. Your oral skills are good but definitely better if accompanied by the pumping motions of your hands.

“Fuck…” he grunts.

“Honey, watch your mouth… someone might hear you” you joke, remembering indeed you are right because you are pretty much in public. But not giving a single fuck, as you eat his sex, gagging the more you bob your head.

When Rosinante is able to catch a little bit of air and clear his mind, he softly pulls back from your hair. Shiny lips and a little bit of teary eyes of yours look at him expecting to keep going or getting fucked.

“Stand up so I can scold you for the same reason” he growls. Rosinante’s sexy side is a pleasure not many people had the joy to experience.

You immediately accompany his hair pulling motion to stand up and soon enough he turns you around, pressing your body against the pine log in front of you. Skilfully he pulls down your leggings, just enough to expose your heat for him to penetrate.

“I missed your warmth so much” he purrs in your ear while he crunches enough for his sex to be guided into yours. You, on tippy toes to help with the height different, await his fulfilling length -and width- to stretch you out, so lasciviously.

And just as he slides himself inside of you, with milking spasming walls, and the usual resistance of such a size difference, you whine louder than ever. Thing that might have alerted someone in a cabin a few meters away you hadn’t seen until now.

Dogs barking and a light turning on is what you see in between the rams of a completely unaware -lost in lust- Rosinante.

“Hon-ey… th- there are… nghhh.. there are people there!” you alert him, with great difficulty and moaned speech. You bite your lip, watching in between blurred vision if someone is coming or not.

“I won’t stop fucking you, they won’t find us as long as you don’t make any sound” Rosinante murmurs, almost enjoying the karma for your last commentary.

“But- ngh… fuck, you are stretching me a lot more than al-ways” you whine, sure that given you more of his hip stabs you will burst out.

He scoffs. “Fine… SILENT-“ Rosinante casts his silence spell on you, allowing you to moan without a word to be heard. Thing that, gives him the power of fucking his victim even rougher and without hearing his pleading “stops” -even if you never want him to stop-

You can’t be heard, but you can hear. So, he grabs your face in between his fingers, while has you hugged by your waist. “Look at that old couple, they are looking for the animal that just mewled, but it was just you taking my dick. You wanna show them your face while I do?”

You widen your eyes… apparently the sexual abstinence can do this to a sweet man like him.  You shake your head, because you don’t really desire for two strangers to see you getting fucked in the middle of the public street… or you do?

Rosinante keeps fucking you, moving your body as he wishes, ignoring your “wait I am coming… I can’t-“ pleads coming from your silent voice. You are like a little doll compared to him, and the bulge forming on your lower belly should be considered like a dynamic work of anatomical and sexual art.

You are overstimulated, feeling like your insides are about to explode and the pressure of a very wet orgasm is about to dampen your and his clothes.

You are not very sure where the couple went, you have lost them… and you don’t mind.

Rosinante on the verge of coming too and couldn’t care a less if you want his seed deep inside you… he can’t hear you say no, in any case. You weren’t saying no, either.

“Take my cum, I think we should be ready to give Law a brother or a sister” he moans in your ear, getting even rougher with you as you are almost convulsing around his dick with a silent climax, legs and leggings soaked and nails carving marks on the log in front of you.

He grunts right in your ear, giving you, perhaps, an actual acoustical orgasm. Soon the chill you might have felt because of your juices getting cold are replaced by the flooding warmth of his cum that will have to stay inside of you for as long as you two need to run away…

“WHAT ARE YOU TWO YOUNGSTERS DOING?! SINNERS!��� an old man -the same from the closer cabin- appears with a rusty shotgun.

“SORRY SIR!!!” both run away -you silently, though- laughing…

Oh, young love, risky and passionate is there a better type?

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[nicorobinmywife]

op boys getting jealous and protecting you at the club. [GN reader]

Summary: how they react when some perverts bother you at the club.

Characters: Shanks, Corazon and Sanji.

Shanks

Shanks likes to see you having a good time dancing while he sits back with a few drinks.

but when some people start flirting with you, it's time for him to mark his territory.

he wonders why there are still people brave enough to flirt with a yonko's partner.

he just sends all the perverts away from you by using his haki.

Shanks spends the rest of the night with his arm around your waist, just for making sure others see who you belong to.

Corazon

Cora-san was just chilling watching you dancing but some perverts started bothering you.

he uses his devil fruit powers to turn off the music, the whole club stopped to watch a possible fight.

the perverts fear for their lives seeing the tall man in the black feather coat approaching them.

Corazon really was about to scare them away from you but in the process he slipped on the floor and set his own coat on fire, a whole disaster.

he almost hurt himself but at least it worked since you and him got kicked out of the place 😭.

Sanji

Sanji loves to see his partner dancing, he just can't stop praising you, feeling like he's the luckiest man in the club.

however his passionate mood changed when he noticed some perverts thinking they have a chance with you, the way they looked at you like hungry beasts made him furious.

- "excuse me, my dear y/n-san, I'm going to get us some drinks." - Sanji gave you a kiss and left, while you danced distractedly.

taking advantage of the club's shadows and the crowd, Sanji discreetly beat up the perverts.

after sending them away, Sanji came back with his passionate mood and his signature heart-eyes, as if nothing had happened, he goes back to admiring you.

[pfpanimes]

⌕ one piece - rosinante donquixote.

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[leakyweep]

A reward from Cora after being so good for him <3

Warnings; gn reader (breasts mentioned), quiet sex, cream pie, minors dni

Corazon delights in the pretty moans singing for him, but he relishes even more placing a palm over your pretty little lips and stifling your cries of pleasure. He has you pinned between his lanky figure and a bookshelf in his dim room, holding one hand to your hip as he quieted you.

“Doffy’s room is just on the other side,” He grunted, watching your pussy as it took his cock so obediently, “Now be quiet, or he’ll know exactly what we’re up to.” Of course, he knew he could quiet you easily with the power of his devil fruit— but he was a cheeky bastard, after all, and he sure did love seeing you melt under his touch.

You nod as you arch your back, asscheeks red as they bounced against his strong abs, breasts swinging as you desperately clutched the mahogany beneath your fingertips. The rock of the bookcase would surely give you away, the way it was banging against the wall, knocking books to the floor with each sharp thrust of Corazon’s able hips.

Rosinante now pressed two of his fingers into your mouth, now littering your tits and the floor beneath you with drool. Breaths struggled to leave your lips, and you could feel your cunt beginning to tighten and choke his tip deep inside your gushy walls. A raspy breath from behind— and Rosi put a bubble of silence around you, allowing you to let loose and orgasm.

As you reached your peak, stars danced among your vision, his needy whines lost to your ears as you screamed his name shamelessly. Your muscles tightened, and the only reason you stayed up was Cora’s large hands holding you flush to him, ass pressed into him to bury his seed as deep as it could go.

“Gah, fuck-“ the blonde gasped, mocha brown pools staring deeply into your own sparkling eyes, “You were doing so good, had to reward you.”

[smokersbaby]

Kink of the day: dildo Character: Corazon (Rosinante) Reader: female reader Tw: sex toys, praising, Cora calling you "babygirl", masturbation (receiving), a bit of size kink hehe You can find the "Kinktober Masterlist 2023" here!

"Another inch, I know you can take it baby girl" Corazon whispered in your ear as he pushed the large dildo up your stretched pussy, the tip of the toy already ramming against your cervix even though you were taking barely half of it.

Corazon had you on your knees, bent over on the bed as your moans and squirms were muffled by the pillow you were laying your face on. 

Your partner's large hand pressed on your back to make it arch and lift your ass more while he was pushing that jelly cock inside of you.

"Good, good..." his voice was soothing, making sure that you were comfortable enough to pump it inside your pussy a bit faster "...you're doing so well" his other hand was now gripping your butt, a part of you that he loved so much.

Soon enough, he moved down to your clit, his fingers playing with it as if he was just teasing you. God, he loved hearing you whimper while he fucked you with that fake cock and with his hands, knowing that he was just preparing you for something bigger.

"Please... I need you" you whined, making him laugh a bit realizing how much you were craving his cock now.

"Are you begging for me, babygirl? You know I have to prepare you for me, or else I won't fit".

He was totally right, with him being 293 cm his cock was proportioned to his height, both so thick and long that the very first time you took him, you had to recover for a week. You've never felt so full before having Corazon as your partner.

But now you were starting to get accustomed to his size and you knew well that he loved to tease you and to make you wait just to see you beg for it. Suddenly he pulled out the jelly dildo, your pussy clamping around nothing. 

"It's my turn now, let me fill you up with my cock babygirl"

[joedirtymadre]

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Rain

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You smiled as you saw Law hovering near you as you prepared breakfast over the campfire. “You know, you can join us if you want Law,” you said, causing the child to freeze up. “Hmph…” he hugged as he sat next to me. “No fair! How come he’s so nice to you (Y/N)?” Corazon cried. “Cause she didn’t throw me out a window,” Law said as he ate some bacon. You smiled as you added more food to his plate. “You see how he treats me (Y/N)?” Corazon cried as he hugged me.

“I on’t know why you’re married fo him, (Y/N)… he’sh sho annoying,” Law said with a mouth full. “Don’t speak with a mouth full, you’ll choke,” you smiled as you handed him a glass of water. “Hey! Don’t go giving (Y/N) any weird ideas! We love each other,” Corazon said as he tipped the glass Law was holding, causing him to spill it on himself. “Hey!” Law shouted.

“You see! How can you be with someone so childish?” Law asked, as he dried himself off. “Oh don’t be like that Law. One day you’ll realize how much of a great man Corazon is,” you smiled as you ruffled his hat. “Yeah right,” he scoffed. You laughed and handed Corazon a plate as well. “Thanks honey,” Corazon said as he kissed your cheek. You laughed as you saw Law roll his eyes.

You looked up at the sky, noticing how cloudy it was. “Looks like it might rain today,” you said. “Law, you should go back to the palace. I’d hate for you to catch a cold,” you explained. “What about you?” He asked. “We’ll be fine, besides (Y/N) likes the rain,” Corazon explained. “Mmhmm,” you nodded. “Should we walk around the plaza? It’ll be nice and empty,” Corazon suggested. “Sounds nice,” you smiled and gave Corazon a quick peck in the cheek.

“Ugh,” Law said, grossed out. “I’m out of here,” he said as he walked towards the palace. 10 minutes after Law left to the palace, the rain began. “Well? To the plaza?” He asked. “Yep,” you said and took his hand and walked towards the plaza.

“Wow the rain really has started to pour, huh?” You asked your husband. “It has, I should’ve brought an umbrella,” he said as we made it to the plaza. “Nah, plus it hardly rains here,” you mentioned. “I guess, but you better not get sick. You’re practically drenched,” he scolded me. “You’ve jinxed me!” You playfully gasped.

As you two walked down the empty plaza, “I always love walking around here when it’s raining. It’s so empty and we can just run around like little kids,” you smiled as you held Corazon’s hand. “Well, come on. Let’s go to our favorite place,” he said as he guided you to the water fountain in the middle of the plaza.

“Well m’lady may I have this dance?” He asked as he bowed and held his hand out. “Aww, how sweet you remember our tradition. The last time it rained was how long? 5 months?” You asked as you placed your hand in his. “Actually 5 months and 3 weeks,” he corrected. “But why would I forget your favorite thing to do? Now come on,” he said as he pulled you in and placed his hands on your lower back. While you placed yours around his neck. He took the lead as the two of you danced around the fountain. You laughed as he spun you around and dipped you.

You guys danced the night away, well almost… while Corazon spun you out, you suddenly heard a splash. You quickly turned to him and noticed he fell in the water fountain. “Corazon?!” You asked as you reached out for him. “I slipped…” he said. You burst out laughing, causing you to misstep and trip. “Woah!” You let out and fell onto Corazon. “You alright?” Corazon asked as he rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah… guess that was karma…” you sighed as you quickly picked yourself up. “I think it’s time for us to go home,” you smiled as Corazon stepped out of the fountain. “Yeah… ACHOO!” He sneezed. “Uh oh… looks like you jinxed yourself, come on! Let’s hurry home before you get worse!” You yelled out as you ran back home.

The Next Day

“ACHOO!” Corazon sneezed. “Aww my poor baby, here’s a cup of tea,” you said as you handed him a cup of ginger tea. “T-Thanks (Y/N)…” he sniffled, as he trembled under the multiple blankets I covered him with. “I thought idiots never got sick,” Law said as he sipped a hot cocoa I made him. “Hey!” Corazon shouted with a raspy voice. “Shhh! Come on, drink your tea,” you said as you rubbed his cheek. “I don’t know why you married him (Y/N)…” Law said as he smirked to an angry Corazon. “You’ll see one day Law, he’s truly a great man,” you said as you sat across from law sipping some hot cocoa.

[spacebaby1]

Law is sick

Rosinante Donquixote × Mom!Reader ft: Child!Law

"Achooo"

You stopped cutting the apple in the kitchen when you heard a sneeze, it was quiet for a minute so you went back to cutting when you heard it again, this time louder, "ACHHOOOO." You placed the knife down and cleaned your hands on the napkin.

"Sweetie?"

"Yes, Darling?" Cora-San replied thinking you are calling for him, "Not you Sweetheart, the small one." All you heard is a chuckle and Cora-San calling for Law to come out of his room.

You waited a minute before Law showed up rubbing his nose with the back of his shirt sleeve, "Yes, Mama?" You crouched down to his level and gently placed your hands on his forehead and cheek, "Sweetie, you're burning up, why didn't you tell me that you weren't feeling alright?"

"Huh?" He blinked barley able to keep his eyes open, "Oh, my little boy. Come here" you picked him up that's when Cora-San showed up in the kitchen as you were leaving, "hey, can I cut that ap-"

"NO! Sweetheart, I'll do it just get me cold water in a bowel and the towels from that cupboard?"

He nodded before ruffling Law's hair, "Wow, you're burning from your head! SHOULD WE TAKE HIM TO THE HOS-"

"Shhh, you're gonna give my baby a headache, he'll be fine, I'll take care of him, but if his fever doesn't go down, we'll take him to hospital."

"Mamaaaa" Law whined snuggling in your arms, and you motioned for Cora-San to get what you told him as you walked to Law's room before placing him on the bed and pulling the blanket over him, "here, I got the water and the towel." Cora-San said placing the cold water bowl on the nightstand before making his way on the other side of the bed and gently stroking his son's hair, "you'll be fine, buddy. We are here, Mama's gonna take care of you." He was making face to make Law smile and laugh which worked for a while but you could notice how scared your husband was and he was freaking out internally from the look he kept giving you everytime Law would cough or sneeze.

After an hour you and Cora-San were in kitchen while Law fell asleep. As promised you cut the apple for Cora-San but he just stood there zoned out looking at the plate, "Honey, he will be fine, don't freak out, you are gonna scare him." Cora-San whined and you handed him the apple slice, "eat!"

"Are you sure we don't need to take him to hospital? What if it's his dis-"

You slapped a hand on his shoulder, "Don't say that! It's not!"

"I'm so sorry, I just get scared" Cora-San sighed rubbing the back of his blonde hair, you hugged him, "it's okay, it's just a cold, the weather is changing and he's been out playing a lot it's just that nothing more, now eat up."

You both couldn't sleep but somehow you managed to get Cora-San to sleep but kept your room door open just in case Law called out for you. It was 4 A.M now and you still couldn't sleep, still wide awake looking at the wall, and just when you were about to doze off a small voice made you jump, it was Law's voice and you literally jump out of the bed making sure to not wake Cora-San up.

Walking to Law's room you heard him calling for you even clearly now, "hey-" you thought he was awak but his eyes were shut as he cried in his sleep hands grabbing on the blanket tightly. Immediately you rushed to his bedside and sat beside his head and placed your hand on his head and the other on his heart, "shhh, it's okay, I'm here, Mama is here, Law my beautiful boy, shhh, Mama's here." You heard a loud thud followed by footsteps coming towards the room you just knew it was your husband, who probably fell on his way to Law's room.

His hair was everywhere as he made his way inside the room to find Law silently crying now holding on your hand that you had placed on his heart. Cora-San sat on the floor and placed his hand over yours on Law's head as he started to cry, watching his boy like that made him cry and you didn't know to cry or laugh at how sweet your husband is towards his baby boy.

You ruffled his hair and he looked at you with red eyes full of tears and sleep; "why are you crying?"

"My boy..." was all he managed to say before you got an idea, "Honey, do that thing!" You said almost immediately Cora-San looked at you confused, "w-what thing?"

"The calm thing, the one you do to calm me down if I'm panicking or scared, do it, can you?"

Cora-San gasped, his D.F powers, of course! He immediately placed his hand directly on Law's head and spoke,"Calm." Almost immediately, Law calmed down, and his cries were long gone. Both you and Cora-San shared a small smile.

Law woke up around seven in the morning to find himself in bed in-between both of you as both of you had your hand place on his heart, he blinked before rubbing his nose and snuggling into you which made Cora-San groan in his sleep and throw his hand over you and Law as you held Law tightly still fast Asleep, "M-mama, Papa" Law whispered to himself and fell asleep again in the comfort of his parents embrace.

[bby-deerling]

you can't win (corazón x reader nsfw)

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cw: size kink, tummy bulge, inappropriate use of devil fruit, secret relationship, a bit of angst, doffy likes to ruin things for his brother

tagging: @fanaticsnail @indydonuts @willowbelle @sanjisjuul @queenmimi2817

with corazón's thick cock stuffing you full to the brim, it's hard to stay quiet.

muffling the lewd mewls that escape your lips wasn't the issue—he easily suppresses them all with a snap of his fingers and a mumble of silence—the problem is that with each deep, languid stroke he gives you, you find yourself becoming increasingly incapable of biting back the three little words hanging on the tip of your tongue. they're words that would spell out your death, or a fate far worse if a certain someone or any of his little birds heard them and sang a mockery of your sweet song to their master.

and yet, you can't help yourself from saying it, whimpered under your breath as you tremble beneath him—"i love you, rosi..." you whisper, causing a stutter in his movements as he stares at you with an overflowing pool of emotions in his eyes. he opens his mouth, and you prepare yourself to be filled with the silky baritone of his voice, but the sound never comes. instead, his lips attach to yours fervently, rutting into you with a desperate, quickened sense of need you've never seen from him before.

"i love you too." he finally murmurs against your mouth as the pad of his thumb rubs soft circles into your clit. his teeth graze your bottom lip as he pulls away to admire the wrecked mess he's creating; rosinante trails his hand down your torso until it reaches the tip of his head poking out of your stomach, making you both shudder with delight.

"i'm going to protect you as best as i can, my love. i promise." he swears, though both of you know he's a fool for even trying; rosinante was already hiding far too many secrets from doflamingo, and it was only a matter of time until the cards toppled over for him.

though, as you see stars and come undone in rosi's commanding but tender grip, you hope that he's able to hold the wool over his brother's sensitive eyes for just a little while longer.

[merbear25]

Talk dirty to me

Lust fills the room, leaving its remnants on your skin through light touches and on your lips from feverish kisses. When things start heating up between the two of you, there are key words and phrases that get them hot and heavy.

Doflamingo, Caesar, Corazon

CW: NSFW!! MDNI!!! gn!reader, headcanons, dirty talk, kind of toxic

Doflamingo: Being the ruffian that he is, he'd offer no comfort in the bedroom or at least be far from considering it. An absolutely filthy mouth that'd spout obscenities at you throughout the experience. He'd get off on making you feel small: a humiliation kink layered with a vipor's tongue.

Master / Yes, sir: Whimpering out his authority through muffled breaths would feed into the control he loved hanging over your head. He knew he was always the one in control, but he still enjoyed hearing the title sputter out of your slack-jawed mouth as he rammed into you.

Dirty whole / Filthy slut: Whether or not he'd be the one calling you wouldn't always make the biggest difference. However, if you were strung-out on his cock and panting from overstimulation, referring to yourself as such would itch the spot he hadn't been able to reach prior. Grabbing your face, he'd spit in your mouth while confirming that you belonged to him and only him.

Caesar: Possessivenss would be present throughout your relationship, but during intimacy, it'd be dialed up to 100. He wouldn't admit it, but he'd really want to be praised: tell him how much you loved it, how good it felt, how much more of him you wanted. Jealousy would come hand-in-hand with his greediness over you, seeking you out to soothe his troubled thoughts.

I'm yours / No one else can have me: Seeing you being, what he believed, too friendly with someone else, deep down he worried he wasn't enough for you. Cooing those short phrases at him helped wash off those intrusive thoughts. Keep telling him how no one can compare to him.

God, I missed you...: Despite already spending quite a bit of time around each other, there were dry spells when it came to bedroom activities. Breaking them and adding in this phrase with a clawing neediness would quickly make him lose himself. Wanting to be even closer to you, he'd force himself further inside, not paying attention to how deep he actually was. Bruises would be scattered about your body afterwards.

Corazon: His kindness and gentle behavior would extend into the bedroom: checking in on you and showering you with words of encouragement. Hearing you return his praise only intensified the shots of ecstasy coursing through him. He tried to have some self-control with how rough he was, but sometimes you made it hard.

Right there / Just like that: Your moans were so sweet to him. Gripping at your hips, he pulled you closer: your g-spot getting hit with ruthless repetition. Crying out those words while he was so deep in you tested every ounce of self-restraint he had, eventually pushing him over the edge.

I'm so close / I can't hold back any longer: The intimacy you shared was something he wanted to make last for as long as he could, which meant overstimmulating you most of the time. Becoming an unraveled mess was a sight to relish in. Caught up in your beauty, your cries for release only added to your intoxicating image. He'd now be encouraged to chase after the climax that was already fast approaching.