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turtletaubwrites · 6 months

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You’d Do Anything For Me, Wouldn’t Ya, Doll?

Pairing: Buggy the Clown x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2104

Summary: You are Captain Buggy’s Vicious Dagger, his blade tossing beauty that recently became his lover. You’d do anything for him, and tonight you prove it.

Rating/Warnings: Explicit, Graphic Depictions of Violence, 18+ Only, MDNI, Smut, Knife Play, Vaginal Fingering, Hair Pulling, Praise Kink, Pet Names, Penis In Vagina Sex, Rough Sex, Dom Buggy, Condoms Come Shot, Comeplay, Established Relationship, Fem!Reader, Reader Insert, Murder of an Unnamed Character, Don't Insult Captain Buggy

A/N: This is an extended scene from Ch. 11 of the long fic, Take Me With You (if Cabaji hadn’t so rudely interrupted). You don’t need to read that long fic to enjoy this smut! Hope you enjoy it! 🤡💙🗡️

“Our deadliest dagger thrower is testing her skills! Is Orange Town’s bravest idiot lucky enough to survive the wheel of death?”

Before Buggy’s hands could send the wheel spinning, the man on the wheel screamed out, his voice lancing through the air.

“Leave us alone you ugly frea-”

The man’s insult toward Buggy was cut short as your dagger pierced his throat, dead center. You kept your Vicious face for him, and when Buggy looked at you, you knew he wanted you right then. Pride dripped through your skin as the tent filled with screams and crying for the quickly dying man.

Buggy spun the wheel, and you applauded as the man’s dying gurgles twisted through the air.

“There you have it folks! There’s no defeating Captain Buggy’s Vicious Dagger! Looks like Orange Town will have to do better than that at tomorrow’s show. See you then!”

You stood with Buggy in the light, using your body to gesture how he wanted you to, to show him off, your splendid Captain. You wanted to eat him up, the feeling of him so high making your own body shake.

The audience was led out of the main tent for the night, couldn’t do for them to see all the sets broken and made.

That left the big tent empty, save for you and Buggy.

Freaks had already come and cleaned the trash away, and you stood before the wheel, body on fire while he watched you practice.

Everytime you sunk a dagger, you pictured it sinking into the flesh of someone who’d hurt your King. You pictured the way he was looking at you right now, and you never wanted to stop.

Buggy lay across his throne, head tilted while you threw. His tongue kept leaving his teeth, and his smile was making your breath hitch.

You started to walk toward the wheel, all the daggers on your body now tossed across the floor.

Buggy’s hands flew out to stop you, and you gave a small, but excited yelp as you felt him touching you.

One hand grabbed your shoulder, and turned you back around so you could face him. You were both in spotlights, but he was still a knife’s throw away from you.

Buggy’s other hand returned carrying a dagger, and you reached out to take it.

He didn’t hand you the hilt, instead your breath caught as Buggy brought the knife to your throat.

You kept your Vicious smile on as you met his gaze.

Buggy beamed at you, eyes squinting in the light as the knife pressed into your skin gently.

The scrape of it made you gasp, in a far more sexual way than you expected. Buggy traced the edge of the blade down your throat, and then your chest as you shivered, and your eyes rolled back in your head. You cried out as the knife pulled a fraction more, taking just a prick of blood, before it was gone.

You looked toward Buggy and your knees almost buckled at the sight of him, legs spread on his throne, licking the taste of you off his dagger.

He laughed at you as you almost ran to him, not giving a fuck about anything except for your need to feel his tongue on you.

You were panting as you sped toward Buggy, and you tried to sit on his tempting lap.

Buggy’s blade stopped you, pressing under your ribcage as you caught yourself. The press of it was light, but the menacing look in his eyes made shiver, and you stumbled forward.

Buggy’s free hand shot out to grip your hair, forcing you up before you speared yourself on his dagger.

You cried out with a needy moan, and you couldn’t believe how wet you were from the tip of a blade and fingers fisting your hair.

“My beautiful freak.”

Buggy’s praise came out in a low rasp while he kept that taunting position on his throne.

“My Vicious girl. You treat your Captain so well.”

You whimpered quietly, aching for him to touch you. Then you felt the tip of that dagger drag along the fabric of the costume he’d chosen for you.

“You’d do anything for me, wouldn’t ya doll?”

Shaking, you nodded. You weren’t sure if you could speak as his blade met your skin again, tracing over the top of your breasts.

“You’d let me do anything to you, wouldn’t you, Vicious?”

You gasped for him now, and if Buggy’s hand in your hair hadn’t pulled you tight, you might have fallen to your knees in front of him.

“Wouldn’t you?”

Buggy leaned forward, his whisper burning as his eyes devoured you.

Licking your lips, you fought to stay steady. His knife scraped threateningly along your throat as he waited.

“Yes, Captain.”

“Come here,” Buggy growled as he pulled you to him by your hair. He took the knife from your throat, but you knew it was still in his hand, still floating somewhere close.

Buggy forced you to lean down for him as he shoved his tongue down your throat, chuckling at the desperate whimpers he ate from your mouth.

“Take your clothes off.”

He kept his grip in your hair, lighter now, but you knew he could use it at any moment.

You remembered the way he’d looked at you when you killed for him, when you practiced the skills he’d taught you. Never taking your eyes off his satisfied face, you stripped yourself of every belt, buckle, and scrap of cloth.

You felt Buggy’s dagger again, and gasped as its cool metal teased and scraped along your back. It traced over your hips, and thighs while he smirked for you, eating up every twitch and moan you gave him.

“That’s it, kitten. Let your Captain have control.”

Gasping, you struggled to hold yourself up, even with the punishing grip he held in your hair.

Your body was aching for him, and you felt wetness seep onto your thighs as he teased you with the blade.

You saw Buggy’s eyes flick down, and he licked his lips as he purred.

“Such a delicious little freak you are. I wonder what other depraved acts I can do to you to get you wet like this, hm?”

Buggy laughed then as he dropped his knife, letting go of his grip on your hair. Your knees had fully buckled now, and he caught your limp, twitching body before you slammed into the floor.

He lifted you under the arms as you whispered pleas for him. He shifted in his throne and sat you on his lap, stroking your hair and shoulders.

“You’re so good for me, baby. Let me show you how you make me feel.”

You wrapped your arms around him as Buggy attacked your neck with his tongue, sweet kisses, sucks, and gentle bites making you shake in his arms.

He growled against your ear as you begged.

“P-please Captain, I need you, need you so bad.”

You cried out then as he stood, lifting you into the air. You tried to cling to him, to anything. Then you were gasping, looking down into his devilish eyes as he knelt before you. Now you were the one splayed across his throne. One of your legs hung over an arm of the chair, while your pussy was spread wide before your Captain's smirking face.

“Tell me again, sweets. What do you need?”

You moaned at his question, and at his teasing fingers dancing along your thighs.

“I-I need you, Captain Buggy. I need you to do whatever you want to me.”

Your head hit the back of the throne as Buggy pulled his gloves off with his teeth, his eyes getting dark and dangerous.

“Why do you need me?”

His voice felt violent as his bare fingers stroked closer, now playing with the slick that had fallen to your thighs. Your words came out breathy and your body shook for him.

“Because you’re my Captain. My everything. You’re the best, the flashiest lover, gods, Buggy you make me feel so fucking good. I nee-“

You let out a moan that was almost a scream and writhed as Buggy shoved two fingers deep, already finding that spot inside you. His other hand sent its thumb circling, attacking your soaking clit while its fingers pressed down hard on your lower stomach.

You groaned at the sensation, both sets of his fingers pressing toward each other from either side. Your own fingers dug into the wood of his throne, and you thrashed, moaning, screaming. The fingers he curled inside you pressed so hard into that spot you felt like you were going to burst.

And then you did. Your head slammed into the back of the chair now, your legs thrashing and twitching while Buggy kept up his assault.

Your orgasm drenched his fingers, his throne, and Buggy laughed as he praised you.

“That’s my filthy girl, my Vicious little demon.”

You could hardly breathe from the torturous pleasure still riding you.

“You’d kill someone right here, and let me fuck you while their blood was still warm, huh sweetheart.”

“Y-yes, Captain!”

Gasping, you twitched as Buggy freed you from the vise of his deadly fingers.

You writhed for him as you watched him free his heavy, dripping cock from his pants. Your tongue fell out of your mouth in need as he pulled a condom from his jacket and ripped it open with his teeth before fisting it down over himself, licking his lips while he stared at you.

He spread you further, your torso sliding down the large chair as he held your legs spread over each armrest.

“You’re my dirty little Queen, aren’t you, Vicious?”

“Fuck yes, Captain.”

You could barely speak, your body shivering in anticipation as Buggy’s twitching cock was so close to filling you.

“Are you gonna soak my throne in blood and come for me everyday?”

“Yes, Captain, please!”

“Mm, good girl.”

Buggy didn’t wait for you to breathe. He shoved his cock into you, hitting the end of you, filling your pussy so tight, so fucking full.

You felt hot tears of pleasure and pain trickle down your cheeks as you held on.

“That’s it, Vicious. You can take it all for me.”

You screamed and screamed, aching as he used and abused your dripping cunt. You felt another orgasm ripping through your body, and you scratched your nails down his jacket, knocking his Captain's hat askew as you reached for his neck.

“Tell me what you need.”

Buggy’s command came out sounding panicked, his thrusts losing rhythm as he fucked you so deep.

“I need you, Captain! I need your cock, please. Buggy, I need your come so fucking bad!”

Buggy groaned, thrusting a few more times before tearing himself out of you. He ripped the condom off, and you opened your mouth wide. You let your tongue hang from your lips as you stared into his frantic eyes, hoping to catch some of his taste.

Buggy’s eyes rolled back for a second, until he gave his cock the last couple strokes.

His hot come shot out with force, coating your chest, neck, and chin, landing some on your eager mouth.

The taste of him on your lips was intoxicating, and you licked every bit that you could reach. Buggy moaned, and fell to his knees. You twitched for him as he rubbed his hands across the art he’d left on your breasts.

Moaning, you felt your pussy clenching for him again as he played with his come along your skin, massaging it into your nipples before pinching them. Then he scooped some off your neck, his fingers dripping as he shoved them in your mouth, forcing you to take more of him in.

You shook under his gaze, the look of satisfaction and ownership in his eyes driving you wild. Sucking every drop off his fingers, you couldn’t believe how much your body wanted him so soon after all that abuse.

“My little Star.”

Buggy leaned forward, making you cry out as he licked his come off your nipples before giving you the softest of kisses.

He wrapped you in his jacket, then laid you on his lap as he murmured sweet praise and promises on his throne. You melted into him, and his gentle fingers on your face and hair. You almost dozed off under his tender affection.

“Captain Buggy.”

You felt Buggy tense as you did from the interruption.

Cabaji was back from his mission at the Marine base.

He’d better be bringing my Captain good news.