#one piece benn beckman

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Aaaaaaand Benn Beckman is

Fin.

Straight from my delulu ass thinking way too hard about what this beautiful man would look like with his hair down and deciding to make it everyone else's problem as well.

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You Shot a Baby?

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Short dialogue of Benn Beckman x Reader that got stuck in my brain while attempting to write for Eustass Kid. Thank you @sordidmusings for hearing these stupid thoughts. Might make a fic of it one day.

Themes: Preexisting relationship, drabble dialogue, Red-Hair-Pirate!Reader x First-Mate!Benn Beckman, Eustass Kid is an innocent child, Benn Beckman swearing.

You: “You shot Eustass Kid?”

Becks: “Aye, that I did.”

You: “And you blew his arm off?”

Becks: “Yes.”

You: “Oh, the poor baby! How dare you!”

Becks: “He’s not that much younger than you, you know-”

You: “-I can’t believe you shot a baby. You are a cruel man, Benn Beckman.”

Becks: “He knew what he was doing. He’s not a baby, he’s a grown man-.”

You: “-A poor, poor baby.”

Becks: “Again, not a baby. He is in his twenties and a hardened criminal. He's a pirate captain, for fucks sake. He had it coming.”

You: “He is a baby, and he deserves to be coddled and doted on like the child he is.”

Becks: “And where the fuck are you going, Darlin'?”

You: “To cuddle the poor, defenseless, and innocent child you blew the arm off of.”

Becks: "Over my dead body."

You: "Over Eustass Kid's missing arm, Honey. You brought this on yourself. I can not believe you shot a baby."

[honeyshiddendesire]

Pet Name Headcanon List

Benn Beckman x female reader - doll

@zorolux hope you like it

Warnings: daddy kink, blow job, deep throating/gagging/choking, hair pulling,face sitting, sloppy pussy eating, Benn’s smokin his cig as you suck his dick 

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“That’s it doll all the way down.” Benn grunts as his hand is tightly wound around your hair in a makeshift ponytail, his hips meeting your face halfway forcing his girth down your warm throat. Hearing your gag made him hiss and seeing your tears at your lash line only made him bully more of his cock in your mouth till the tip poked the back. “Fuck that’s it doll, love hearing you get all sloppy for daddy. A beautiful thing like you deserves a reward after this so don’t worry daddy’s gonna take care of you.”  

Benn’s head tipped back and free hand removed his cigarette to ash it before it dropped on your pretty head, a moan leaving you as you stared up at the handsome man that fucked into your wet throat. “Mmm~” You moan, making him hiss again before putting his cigarette back in his mouth using both hands to rapidly thrust into your mouth, gagging you even more. “Daddy’s good doll. Fuck atta girl, swallow every last bit. Nnngh~” Benn’s moans are deep as he shoots his thick load down your throat, holding you still till you’re gagging and forced to take every drop. 

Pulling you off his cock with a loud ‘pop’ you stick your tongue out for the man to examine before a proud smirk crosses over his handsome features that you loved so much. “D-did I do a good job daddy?” You breath out heavily and he only winks at you caressing your drool stained cheek. “Oh baby doll, you did better than good and I think you deserve a reward because of it.” His words make you nod as you stand up quickly making the older man laugh a bit. “Eager ain’t you doll.”

“Mmhmm~ c-can you eat me out…please?” You question with a small smile that has him grinning before putting his cigarette in the ashtray. “Oh absolutely doll, come ride my face as long as you want.” Laying down against the bed you smile happily as you rid yourself of the rest of your clothes, his strong arms yanking you towards him impatiently. “Come here and let daddy have a taste of you doll. Got me all excited now.”

His words made you giddy as you crawled up his body, his hand swatting your ass when you decided to hover even for a second longer than he wanted you to. “Sit down, doll you know I can handle you.” You let out a satisfied moan as his strong hands pulled you down by your thighs, fingers digging into the soft flesh making you whine. “Ugh yes daddy-fuck~” Your head tipping back as you ran your fingers in his soft hair making him groan into your cunt that he wasted no time in devouring. 

Skilled tongue diving between your folds to plunge into your slippery hole, swirling around as his nose nudged at your aching clit making you whine louder for him, his hands going to grip at your ass making you grind on his face. Despite you being above him, Benn always controlled the pace, it’s just who he was and you weren’t complaining. “F-fuck daddy feels so good when you do that!” You moan as you grind down harder making him groan into your juicy caverns. Pulling back just the slightest bit and messily kiss at your thighs before sucking your clit into his mouth, intense gaze finding yours in a second. You felt your legs shake as the coil in your tummy only wound up tighter making him wink up at you, his hands supporting your lower back when you started to arch. 

“Come on doll. Give it to me.” Benn mumbles into your cunt making you gasp not expecting him to speak the words into your sensitive pussy. He spit, sucked and lapped at your wetness as messily as possible until you were trembling above him just how he liked to see you. Tongue circling your clit before sucking on it again, moans slipping from your parted lips had him squeezing at your flesh harder, hands moving up to your neglected breast that bounced. He spelled his name on your cunt because he owned it and you couldn’t help but grind down on him further because of it. His tongue lapping up everything you gave to him with a deep and satisfied moan.  “Shi~ d-daddy fuckfuckfuck I’m gonna cum! That feels too good.” 

Slapping your ass a bit in his response as he only ate you out more like a starving man you couldn’t help but grip his hair tighter keeping him in place as you gushed down on the handsome man. “Yes~!” Your cry bounced off the wall making his eyes roll back, he just loved eating his one and only baby doll out, especially when she looked so pretty cumming the way she did for him. Sucking on your clit till you were pulling his hair to remove yourself you were met with his mischievous smirk. “Awe come on doll don’t tell me daddy wore you out already. Cause I think you’re just being greedy, let me see if you got another one in there.” 

And another orgasm turned to two, then three, then you don’t even know how many before he was fucking your brains out into the mattress, “See I knew you were holding out on me doll.” Benn finally breathes out as you both laid in bed sweaty and most definitely satisfied, a cloud of smoke leaving his mouth like a sexy dragon. Benn was a quiet man but he certainly knew his way around a lady, luckily that lady was you.

[softcenteregg]

I had the absolute pleasure of painting up @akagaminolevi's beautiful line work of Shanks, Benn, and Uta. Thank you so much~!

[snowywolf1005]

@bennxgrace: yandere benn x reader, I guess I just have one. Benn will kill anyone who makes his s/o cry

Boi, you better get on your knees.

Okay, whenever someone makes you cry, well, he actually kills everyone. He will be like.

"DON'T TOUCH MY GIRL!" He will yell at his victim who made you cry.

Benn is a protective dog. At some point, he always stays with you, keep in eye on you. If someone hurt, make you cry or hit you, benn will kill them for you.

He will cover all blood on him, and the crew thinks he is injured. He will ask questions.

"Who hurt you?!"

"Did someone make you cry!?"

"Is there someone that I know?"

And you told him who this person was, well let hope that victim survived. "Please... d-don't hu-rt me!!" The victim screams, "and why should I listen to you? First you made my darling cry, " said benn.

"I-I was just flirting w-with her..." the Victim swallow, benn sighs and points his gun at the victim face. "No... n-no... NO!".

Benn shot the victim dead. He walked to the ship, where you were under the blanket, and you were sleeping.

Benn walked toward you and laid next to you. He kisses you on your forehead. And also benn give you a gift.

He said It helps you if you're in danger. So you bring that gun with you, whole day long. Even though you don't know how to use a gun.

Benn will teach you.

IF YOU WANT YANDERE ONE PIECE CHARTERS X READER, JUST COMENT.

[wonderlands-ass]

I think I'm funny

[nekassvariigs]

Beckman x reader

CW: NSFW

It was fuzzy evening in a bar on a whole new island yet the atmospehere never changed. The guys were all about loud and rowdy never failing to keep good company aswell as drinking the whole taverns alcohol near dry.

You took in the sight, outside was pitch black light seeped out from within as a thin haze. Tankards clinking against one another the lesser known guys in the crew were all about trying to drink roux down the table.

One of the guys approached you from the side with an eager smile beckoning you to join them for the manpower.

"No, cmon you know its impossible to outdrink him."

"Who cares just come." He patted you on the shoulder pickingn you up between your armpits your whole entire body picked up like a long snake you got up from your seat finally, chair squeeking behind as you approached the rowdy bunch greeted by cheers and howls you greeted everyone getting a tankard from within the middle of the table.

Roux was tough compettition but that didnt stop you from the growing pride inside you to atleast try. Pehaps it was just because everyone was cheering as you gulped down the whole tankard, beer spilling from the corners of your mouth everyone cheered, you could feel your body tickle from the inside as it absorbed the alcohol slowly.

You grabbed another taking your time as eyes werent on you as much as they before, everyone was having a good time and you couldnt be more in element right now.

With pursed lips you pulled away from the large wooden tankard swallowing down the last sip for now.

"Excuse me for a bit, i need a smoke."

They all smiled quickly enjoying their banter, you walked away checking your pockets, nothing.

"Damn." you thought to yourself patting each pocket down not only were you out but every shop around was closed.

You started wondering who in the crew smoked. Not many of them did which left you out further and dryer than before. And just as you remembered there was one man always caught with a smoke nearby.

"First mate!" you used his formal title with a smile all too buzzed, his head turned to you with a small smile he had just stricken a cigarette for himself, he cracked the match in his palms looking up at your drunkenly flushed face.

"What is it dear?" He was always a man of compliments and you couldnt hide the smile that creeped on your face from the endearment.

"Could i borrow a cig? i ran dry." you noticed that theres a seat free by his table, your legs making way to rest a little he opened up the tightly folded box of neatly lined cigarettes passing it to you.

"Here." he spoke softly noticing the haze in your eyes and the droopy smile on your lips as you sobered up near his presence.

Your body perked up at the extended box you grabbed one out of the pack and put it between your fingers.

He was fast, before you even had a chance to ask for a light he had sticken the flint on his lighter your chest tingling a little at his subtle apporaches.

"Thank you~" you cooed meeting his gaze as you lowered yourself to the flame to catch fire to the tip of the smoke.  

Smoke puffed from within your mouth as you finally got the thing to light, the first mate didnt take off his eyes from you not even for a second as you sat back into the chair crossing your legs as you enjoyed the smoke.

"What is it?" you asked patiently noticing his lingering gaze over you.

"First time ive actually seen you smoking is all. I know you do, just never 'seen it."

You puffed out a strand of smoke a small smirk creasing up your face.

"Really? I shoulda went to you sooner for spares." you sighed a little.

He picked up the beer infornt of him placing in by his lips to conceal a little knowing smile.

"That you should have. It aint pretty to see you walking in the guys' dorms late at night, leaves the wrong impression."

You choked a little on your own saliva face blushing in embarrasment as you tried to explain it.

"But what do you mean 'it aint pretty to see me walking in the guys dorms?' "

You tapped out the cigarette moving closer to the table.

"What i meant is i dont like seeing you going places you shouldnt." his lips glimmered from the booze, he looked at you sternly his voice was coarse, unusual from its smooth warmness.

Your whole body alerted at the change of atmosphere around you your legs squeezed tighter under the table you hid the emotion of amusement behind intrigued eyes.

"Then where do i go?" you asked hoping to hear the words that played in your mind.

"You come to me." He was straightforward wasting no time to let you know who should be the man you go to in time of need.

He leaned closer on the table one arm reaching with his fingertips to cup your chin in his large hands you puckered your lips for only a split second at the touch of him reminding yourself that hes only offering temporary relief in terms of cigarettes, and yet the way he looked at you meant two different things, that slow burning gaze as his eyes took you in little by little, dropping to your lips and back to your eyes he made no moves on you only admiring from afar you wished so much that he would come closer.

"Dont forget it, okay?" his thumb stroked over your bottom lip gently pulling it away until it landed back in place this time there was no way to hide the emotions you felt inside, you didnt care if he saw you biting your lip as the lustful smile took over you, you wanted him to see that.

You nodded slowly keeping your gaze on him he smiled with a little twist to his scowl he pulled his hand away having gotten your confirmation.

The drinking went on for the entire night that day half of the crew fell asleep right there in the pub and those who still had the strenght in their legs made ways back to the ship to crash.

You however laid in bed staring at the celing laughing every now and the bizzarrity of the situation

The vice Capitan never seemed to show any interest in people of his own crew he usually kept it strict to sleep with only women that approached him, the ones that were dying to know how rough a pirate actually is. How they’d treat a woman in need for something new in their life’s. This side you never saw of your dear vice captain.

You sobered up a little in your bed hand caressing your stomach for some comfort as you wondered about it yourself.

A groan fell from your lips at the thought of the way he treated you tonight. He showed none of the hidden distain in his face when he spoke to you. Only care and protection to your safety at the thought of you wandering into the men’s dorms asking for smokes.

“How ridiculous..” you whispered aloud as you shuffled up from the bed legs tangled against each other between your steps you made way to the farthest corner into hall. Shanks’ cabin was the door in the very end so naturally Ben’s would be to the side.

With a few knocks hoping you didn’t disturb anything you peeked open the door to spot the vice captain laying slumped on the side of the bed, legs covered still in his black boots he seemed out of it pretty good.

“Beck?” You whispered coming into the room sitting on the side of the bed besides him, his salt pepper hair fallen a little over his face you sighed as you laid back on his bed with a loud poof.

You watched the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed smiling to yourself at the peaceful sight before you.

He could feel the shift of weight on his bed, he was well aware that he hadn’t invited someone in so it could have been one of the guys mistaking their bunks for his.

“Out.” He spoke all of a sudden making your heart race as you laid before him, his eyes opened slowly to the sight of your back before his eyes as you sat up.

He smacked away dry feeling in his mouth raising up on the bed just about as you were to get up from his bed.

He was still buzzed from all the drinking so the weight he put in his arm was stronger than you could have ever expected, his hand came quickly lacing over your waist as he pulled you back into the bed a surprised chuckle leaving your drunken mind as you rested your hands over his. The large scar on his forearm leaving a dip in his skin you absently stroked it not even noticing that it was there until he mumbled something, cheek resting on the covers of his bed he was lazily fighting the urge to fall back asleep.

He pulled you in slowly as he crawled his way deeper into the bed.

Black boots on the edge of the bed he flicked them off one by one with a loud thud.

He rested his head over yours the palm of his hand warming the side of your hips you could only take in the intoxicating scent from his cologne.

Deep and peppery.

your hand shyly rested between his chest until he took it to lace it around his Broad waist. He sighed taking a deep breath he was staring to lose the drunkenness inside of him.

“What are you here for?” He mumbled before your head, his voice roaring gently in his chest as he spoke.

“I thought to come for a smoke at first, but now that I think of it I don’t even want one..” you laughed pulling away from him a little.

“Then you came for me.” He was sly and sure of his response making you rethink every word you were about to say.

“..” only silence came from you as you looked him eye to eye waiting for him to open his.

The moment he did you leaned to press your lips to his, unsure wether it was the  alcohol talking or the heat of the moment but it felt right to do this.

His brows furrowed for a second as he groaned into the kiss he pulled his palm from under you, thumb resting before your ear his hand on the side of your neck as he pulled your lips closer to him with a satisfied exhale.

It was pleasant to feel his lips over yours, warm and supple though a little dry you made sure to change that as you gently cupped his lips with your own.

Softly exchanging drunken kisses was in neither of your bucket-lists for the night but he was enjoying this all too much.

Benn’s tongue prodded lightly between kisses softly brushing against the split between your own, you gently rolled your hips against his. His other hand came snaking between your waist to your ass, squeezing tightly as he pressed you flush against his hips. The growing warmth of his skin behind loose clothes made you feel the outline of his erection quickly growing in size you caught his lips with your own gently biting down in a small pull, his eyes followed the sight.

“Fiesty aren’t you?” He smiled closing in the distance between you two, his tongue lightly brushing against the backside of your teeth as you opened your mouth a little more for him.

“A little..” you breathlessly admitted, missing his touch the second he pulled away to take off his shirt.

Though the room was dim you could barely notice the small chizzle of his chest, Broad and laced with scars long and sharp you sucked in a breath of air as he leaned over you. His hips resting over the middle of your thigh, the warm indent of his cock brushing gently against it, your hands laced around his neck as he placed a quick peck to your lips.

His fingers slipped under your shirt as he slowly prodded it upwards your body making your back arch once it hit your waist. His hands burned slowly against your flesh, each motion tickling and making the blush on your face rise higher you scooped your hands away from his neck allowing him to take away your shirt.

Bare chested under him he moved to rest his head between your breasts placing supple kisses on each mound he gently cupped each one with his hands. Eyes meeting yours as he kissed over your nipples with a light suckle at the ends he watched as you smirked brushing away the hair aside from his face as he moved lower on your chest placing quick kisses until he met the hem of your pants.

He looked back up at you and the blissful smile on your face.

“You sure?” He asked watching you bite your lip with a small nod.

He shrugged his head to the side a little.

“That won’t do sweetheart, use words..” he was gentle with the way he spoke kissing down the squishy part of your stomach as his nose brushed against softness of it.

“I’m sure, take ‘em off.” You mouthed feeling him clasp his hands behind the hems of your pants he pulled them off softly, watching as pale skin uncovered itself under his movements he made sure to pull off the underwear as-well.

He kissed the inside of your thighs before he moved them off completely leaving you with a quick hitched breath as his feverish touch left you.

He moved down the side of the bed standing up before you he undid his pants sliding them off his legs you drank in the sight before you, the flex of his pecks in the dim light of the room, the muscled abs he usually hid behind loose shirts, god he was attractive..

He climbed over you slowly stopping when he reached your plush cunt placing a deep kiss his lips perked in a small smirk as you bucked you hips against his mouth. He climbed over fully snaking one hand behind your back he welcomed himself in your embrace as he laid sideways pulling one of your legs around his hips he let the other hug him under his shared weight.

Beckmann licked his fingers quickly as he placed a smooth kiss over your lips his hand under your thigh he pumped his cock slowly lubing it up with his saliva.

“Tell me if it’s too much..” he whispered against your ear as he lined himself up against you, he took note of the warm wetness all around your entrance, his cock shlicking between your folds he guided the tip inside allowing you to get adjusted to his size.

With a delicious moan your head fell back a little in his embrace, he moved to kiss your neck with slow burning kisses, tongue tracing gentle licks against your throat you could feel the warm stretch that his cock made inside of you.

Your moved back in a comfortable position feeling him grope on your chest as he sucked on your nipple, clean shaven face tickling the skin with little bumps of prodding hair you giggled with soft amusement of how gentle he was with you.

You squeezed his waist with your legs pushing him deeper inside you, he groaned against your chest feeling the pooling warmth overwhelm him.

He began thrusting gently enjoying as slow moans fell from your lips with all the love and desire in the world, he felt so good, stretching the insides of your walls with his cock, you could feel each thrust, the vein on his cock as he pulled back and forth, his tip stroking and stretching against you as he collided his hips with yours.

Soft moans filled the room that smelt like drunken bliss, the sheets swishing under your constant movement as he seethed inside of you.

“Mhmmm~” you moaned deeply as his hands cupped your ass, squeezing and massing the side of your thigh the more he kept buckling.

His pace fastened every now and then as you mewled out for him the sound of his cock dragging with your juices all of over his cock numbed together with the dissipating feeling of the alcohol that he couldn’t even feel anymore, he was so lost in the moment of pleasure, lost in the way you clenched around him, hungry for the way you moaned his name.

His hand moved to the small of your back as he pulled you flush against his chest picking up his pace as lewd moans fell from your mouth.

“ C’mere..” he grunted pulling your lips against his he thrusted faster holding you closely as your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. Your moans spilled inside his mouth, the pleasure filled your mind faster than you could even begin to imagine, the sides of your eyes began to feel blurry as his pelvic bone massaged your clit.

Your eyes rolled back, mouth drooping open in pleasure as he continued push deeper inside of you chasing his own high.

“Fuckk, Beck..” you whimpered feeling the hot flutter take over inside of you, hot pants  of his breath tickling the skin over your chest as low groans fell from his mouth he muttered low praises feeling the waves of your climax he slowed down with deep huffs of breath, pumping himself slowly into you as he enjoyed the waft of his own climax washing over him. Warm spurts of cum filled the insides off your walls trickling down the sides of his shaft as he slowly stroked inside of you riding out your highs. He pressed his hand on the end of your back pushing you against him lovingly as he filled you up with him cum, peppering slow kisses across your collarbones as you arched your head to allow him better access to you.

“Fuck, you’re good..” you chuckled moving to cup his face to plant a sweet kiss which he reciprocated with slight desperation, trying to enjoy more and more of you before the night ended.

He took pride in having you, knowing that he’s the only one on the ship to have you to himself he wouldn’t allow a soul to make eyes at you after this.

He pulled out watching keenly as globs of cum slipped out of your cunt and onto his sheets he laid you on your back and slipped between your thighs to clean off the mess he had made. Your hips buckled each time he slurped between hooded eyes, a deep hunger sitting within them as he watched over you, the way your legs shivered under his touch, the pretty smile on your face as you looked at him between your thighs playing with your nipples playfully he pulled back with a last squelching kiss to your heat he laid beside you ushering you in his embrace as he pulled a cover over you. Hand resting over his chest tracing small circles you looked up at him.

His hand warmly stroking the side of your shoulder as you both grazed in the soft sex afterglow. His greyish blue eyes almost seemed dark in the light of the room.

“What’s on your mind?” He reached over the side of the bed to grab a quick smoke never leaving you from his embrace.

You were silent for a second trying to find the words to lay down the reason behind those mindful eyes.

“Correct me if I’m wrong but they way you acted tonight was different.” You whispered silently watching the smile on his face as he puffed a smoke from his lips. He moved to kiss the top of your head that dumb look in your eyes was his poison honestly.

He took a long breath, how does he even begin this?

He hummed leaning down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, the linger of tobacco seeped into your mouth slowly.

“I do fancy you if that’s what you wanted to know. We did kind of skip a few steps by doing this though.” He looked down onto the sheets causing an embarrassed blush to spread across your face.

He took your hand in his bringing it to his lips he spoke.

“What do you say we take a little day off from the guys? Just you and me, around the town..” he smiled a little a bit expectant for your answer.

You smiled resting back onto his chest with a relieved sigh. “Sounds nice..” you played with his hand comparing it to the size of your own the soft strokes of his thumb softening the mood between you even more.

[ageingfangirl2]

What Do You Want To Know! Benn Beckman (One Piece) PART 1

Benn wants information and he knows exactly who to go to in order to get it. You hate your job, but could this pirate be your way out. Benn x Reader (female) light SMUT (lap dance)

PART 2

This was your job, it sucked but paid the bills. You were an exotic dancer, a fancier term for stripper. Tonight you'd made good money on the pole, but then your boss tells you that a client requested a private dance so you couldn't say no. This was where the real money was at, men would unwind and tell you things, and you could then sell that information on or blackmail them. You were close to making enough money to quit and leave this town.

You change into something more revealing, touch up your makeup and leave the dressing rooms. The private rooms were on the floor above, and the bouncer at the bottom of the stairs directed you to room three. It had been a while since someone requested you by name, that usually meant they wanted information and since the Marines had just come through it would probably be about them.

BENN

The door opens revealing y/n in all their glory. They'd changed outfits, the one downstairs was black and sinful, but now they wore a white babydoll with a slit up the front exposing their flat stomach and perky breasts, it matched the white panties and white stockings leaving nothing to the imagination. It screamed innocence but there was nothing innocent about y/n.

'Hello Benn, you requested little old me,' they purr and close the door behind them, 'I didn't even know you guys were in town.'

I straighten up in my chair, 'How could I resist baby you're ravishing, I came straight here after we docked.'

They giggle and strut towards me hips swaying. From time to time they ran their hands up and down their body playing with the hem of the panties while keeping eye contact which was hot. When we first met three years ago y/n was shy but now they have blossomed.

I watch as they circle the chair, and once behind me rest a hand on my shoulder and bend over, their other hand trailing my chest as their warm breath tickles my ear, 'I think someone is enjoying themselves, you've been at sea too long.'

They were right, a bulge had appeared in my pants and I had no shame as I let out a chuckle, 'Are you going to sort it out? Give me what I need?'

They join me in laughter and release their hand from my shoulder. Next thing I know they are in front of me, their chest at perfect eye level, before they lower themselves down onto my lap and bulge. They wrap their arms around the back of my neck and start to grind their whole body against mine.

'Same payment?' they ask.

I nod and can't help myself, bringing my hands to rest on their thighs and y/n's eyes follow mine as I start to trace circles.

They gasp, 'Someone isn't playing fair.'

I smirk, 'I've never played fair baby, you love it.'

y/n bites their lip, 'Marines headed out north yesterday, apparently, they have big cargo on board...important and expensive cargo...they'll stop at the next island over for a few days to restock before setting sail again.'

'Thank you, baby,' I cooed.

They smirk and crash their lips down on mine. I kiss them back, our tongues fighting for dominance, but I always win and take control. I cheekily move my hands up their thighs until my fingers trace the hem of their panties.

They gasp against my lips and pull back eyes sparkling playfully, 'Not here Benn, you know the rules.'

They continue to grind on me and my eyes trail down their body as they take two of their fingers and slip them under the lace material, 'but that doesn't mean I can't touch myself while you watch.'

My bulge grows as I watch this stunning creature in front of me finger themselves. I grab their hips and grind in time with them, soft moans leaving their lips. This was one of the best lap dances I'd ever gotten, y/n was special.

'I missed you, Benn,' they pant.

'I missed you more baby,' I reply genuinely. Yes, I'd been with a lot of women but y/n I had feelings for which is why I would come back even if they didn't have information.

y/n stops grinding and removes their fingers, offering them to me, which I take between my lips and suck clean. They still tasted sweet.

'Meet me outside, I finish my shift after this,' y/n says, and gets up from my lap indicating our time was up, 'three years and I still crave you.'

I stand up, towering over them and cup their chin in my hands, brushing my fingers across their cheek to their lips, 'You keep me young baby.'

y/n winks at me, 'Maybe the other girls are right about me having some daddy issues.'

TIMESKIP

I lean against the alley wall opposite the club and light up a smoke. The back door opens and y/n walks out in normal clothes holding their bag close to them. It wasn't like they couldn't defend themselves, this just wasn't a nice part of town. They see me and bounce over to me smiling.

'Can I get a smoke, pretty please,' they ask with puppy dog eyes.

The gesture got me every time, I had a weakness for pretty young things. I pull out another cigarette and light it with my own, before placing it between their lips, 'I'll give you the money once I walk you home, can't have you out on your own.'

y/n blushes in the moonlight, as I place my hand on their back, 'such a gentleman.'

I exhale some smoke as we walk out of the alley, 'a gentleman on the streets, a pirate beneath the sheets.'

Shanks could wait until the morning to get the information, y/n and I had unfinished business.

[stillxnunpxidintern]

Shanks: Pfft, you should meet Mihawk, they're such a tsundere.

Beckman: He... He just stabbed you.

Shanks: So cute.

(Some crack in the form of incorrect quotes. Beck once again dealing with Shanks and wondering what he did to deserve this)

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

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BENN; billiards séx

summary: you've read it folks. wc: 3714 tw: p0rn w/o plot, actual seggs read at your own discretion, cunnilingus, bj, fluff at the end, fem reader 🔞

“join you?”

“aye, in billiards. it’s quite lonely on my own.” he cordially requested, extending a hand to you and offering you a stick. “come on. accompany an old man here, aye?” an inviting smile on his lips, voice so deep you feel more drawn, glowing silver eyes under the poorly lit room as it mirrored things more than kindness. you couldn’t help but agree, such a tempting demeanor and you’re somewhat cursing yourself to give in. 

you nodded with a smile, accepting the stick he’s offering. your fingers brushing against his sent your heart galloping. “ever played them before?”

“a little, but i forgot now.” you chuckled lightly, standing beside him.

“you’ve been staring at me long enough to remember, i believe.” he positioned himself before giving you a side eye; bending down, his bulging arms extended at one end and the other firmly holding the other end, watching the white ball carefully. seeing you blush tugged a smirk on his lips as he finally struck the ball and scored multiple holes. “don’t think for a second that i don’t catch your glances, sweet girl.”

he’s right. and right now you’re burning. you squirmed under his gaze as you squeeze the stick in your hands. looking down to regulate your temperature, you mustered a reply. “well, what’s a woman to do when someone so brilliant is playing before her. of course she’d muse at him, don’t you think?”

you met his piercing eyes once more, a faint smile on your lips. “brilliant, huh?” he shifted his weight, leaning by the edge of the board with crossed arms. his sinewy biceps protruded out of his fitted shirt, veiny forearms with fading scars never failing to distract you. “i assure you. i am mediocre at most.”

“please don’t humble yourself, vice captain.” you dismissed, walking closer and positioning yourself to hit. “wouldn’t hurt to say thank you to a woman’s compliments.”

“ah, you’re too kind, name.” he rubbed the back of his neck, muscles bulging out once more. you couldn’t help but swallow a lump in your throat, otherwise you’d be drooling. “i’m sure you’re better than me, though. it’s your turn, go ahead.”

he watched you closely as you bent down, stick beside your hips, arms stretched on both ends of the stick, vision narrowed at the white ball before you, you inhaled a deep breath before striking. and you score a couple of balls as well.

“mediocre for a gunman of your caliber? with an aim so precise, i find it hard to believe you.” you retorted as sharpened your pool stick, waiting for him to finish.

“you’re full of praises today, aren’t you?” he replied, striking and scoring a ball. he looked at you afterwards, stolen glances that lingered and meant something more than fondness. 

“oh this is rare, vice-cap. cherish it.” you replied with a smirk, sparing him an impish look as you hit for your turn again.

“if there’s one thing i’ll cherish, it’s time with you.” he made his way towards you and leaned his bottom by the board, hands scooping his silver case of cigs in his jeans and putting it between his lips. “you’re good company.” he flicked the ashen lighter open and lit his cig, inhaling the nicotine and blowing smoke away from you.

“am i?”  you chuckled lightly, bending down to hit again. “don’t i bore you, though? i’m quite… mediocre.” you side eyed him, seeing a smile form in his lips as he looked down chuckling.

“quite the opposite, love.” he blew smoke once more. “you’re the most intriguing woman i’ve ever met.” his tone was forward, eyes fixed on you as he scanned  your movements and your form. 

 you met his eyes, “should i take that as a compliment coming from a notorious womanizer?” crossing your arms, you leaned your hip by the edge of the board.

“ouch, that’s pretty harsh.” he put a hand on his chest, a little twinge of a jocular pout  in his face.

“only the truth.” you dismissed, rolling your eyes. 

clearing your throat, you stepped a bit forward. turning to lean your bottom by the board as both of your hands clutch the edge of the board. “so, intriguing, huh? humor me about it, benn.” you nudged him, looking up at the silver-haired. the touch sending electricity across both your bodies, both ignoring the fact that it aroused something primal in the both of you.

“ah cheeky, aren’t you?” he looked at you over his shoulder, a low chuckle elicited from him.

“curious.” you scrunch your nose, chuckling to yourself. “the famed benn beckman find me intriguing?”

“now you’re just teasing, darling.” he rubbed his temples, sounding bashful.  “i hope you’re aware that you’re treading on thin ice, young lady. you’re getting a bit… bold.” his tone was dark. in the dimly lit room, the only light being the lampshade and the little window by the far end of the room. you could see his steel eyes illuminate and burn with unspoken yet evident inclination. the smoke translucently traversing between the two of you, the scent of nicotine choking your lungs, his pink lips with a cig in between glossed in ruby from the booze, his pinky and yours precarious against each other—it was all too suffocating but you love the chase.

you replied, “you’re not so innocent yourself, mister.” shifting your weight, you leaned closer to get a good look at his smoky eyes.  “your gazes mean something else, don’t they?” you accused, smirk evident on your eyes and tone. 

“mean what? tell me?” he turned to the side, facing you. shifting his weight so he could lean closer to your face.

“like you fucking want me.” you returned, looking directly at him. gaze not faltering despite your rabbiting chest and dangerous proximity. “practically undressing me with those fucking glances, yeah?” you leaned a bit closer, tone sharp at each word you uttered. you carefully watch how his eyes trailed down your lips then back to your eyes. as if testing waters. “am i wrong, vice-captain?” you tilted your head in an attempt to taunt.

“it’s painful to keep saying that women are always right.” he sighed heavily before continuing, inhaling and blowing smoke on your face after.

“how about once and for all,” he stood up straight, walking before you. he stood between the space between your legs, alarmingly close. he then caged you in your place, both brawny arms by your side. he raised your chin with one finger to steady your gaze and attention at him and said, “we settle this, aye?” 

you reached over and took the cig between his lips with your forefinger and middle finger, he lets you do it without protest. “this is in the way.”

in the blink of an eye, you inhaled a sharp breath before jumping into his arms and smothering his face. your arms and legs wrapped around him as you two soundly made out, he carried you by your bottom as he settled you down by the board. 

your hands delicately trail up from his rugged, callous hands that later pressed your waist closer to his hips, to his veiny, scarred arms that soon engulfed you in an embrace, to his thick neck that you later peppered with wet, hot kisses, to his chiseled  face that you soon traced his scars in, and to his gainsboro locks that you later persistently pulled on as the kiss got deeper.

his massive hand traversing across the small of your back from down to your bottom up to the back of your head.  the taste of tobacco and liquor interspersing in your mouths, a bitter yet delectable taste. wrapping your arms around his neck as you deepened the kiss, pulling on his snowy locks ever so often and eliciting a smirk from him through the kiss. 

he pulled away from your lips, strings or saliva connecting from his lips to yours. his kisses then started from your cheek. down to the juncture between your jaw and neck as he nibbled on the skin, eliciting a stifled whimper from you. he smirked against your skin before traversing down to the column of your neck, placing light and soft kisses before stopping at one part and sucking on it. his other hand holding the conflux of your nape and head, holding it in place or pulling it all according to his will. his other hand firm on your waist, squeezing it ever so often. 

he let go of the skin with a pop, satisfied with the large patch of purple on your neck. “that’s the most visible part isn’t it?” you sardonically remarked.

he replied with a smile before pulling you into a kiss again, maneuvering his tongue to explore each nook and cranny of your mouth. your hands trail down his belt, pulling him closer by it as you rubbed your core into his hips; getting more needy.

“impatient, huh?” he bit his lip, smirking as he took his hands off you to undo his belt. “we’ll get there, angel.” he caressed your jaw before discarding the belt someplace. 

you then slid your shirt over your head and he did too.  you traced each edge, scar, and crevice of his rough torso. musing at each badge of victories and defeats and each mark of resolute battles. you felt his goosebumps spread from your touch, burning fire across his toned body. 

“allow me, darling.” his callous hands ran through the smoothness of your skin down to the hem of your shorts. he hooked a couple of his fingers by the belt loops, teasing your shorts off your hips. he fumbled between the buttons and the zipper between his index and middle finger, unbuttoning and unzipping slowly as he held your gaze and you two exchanged precarious kisses. he adored how you looked up at him, half-lidded eyes filled with desire, flushed cheeks, glossy lips, and mouth agape slightly as the thrill of his deliberate and unhurried pace of discarding your clothes left you wanting him more than you already do. 

finally, he took it off you along with your last piece of clothing. he slid his hand below the curve of your ass and pulled your hips closer to the edge. “ready?” he scanned for any hint of hesitation and restraint from your eyes, but was glad that it was all amor. you nodded, watching him kneel without breaking eye contact from you. he first started peppering your stomach with licks and hot kisses, sucking on the sensitive spot near your core.

his coarse hands then spread your thighs apart as his mouth watered at what lies between. he planted small kisses on your inner thighs, his stubble poking you a bit and jolting you whenever he gets close to your sensitive core. he chuckled a little when you hid your face, growing embarrassed. “don’t cover your face, sunshine. i’d like to see you while i eat you out.” he smirked, combing through his ashen locks with one hand and the other pulling you closer to his face. 

you threw your head back when he licked a long trail along your wet crevice, nails scratching the worn out board. he sucked harshly at each lip, prying your cunt open with his tongue as he rummaged through it up and down. you choked in a moan, hands reaching for his head as you pushed him further by your core. he moaned violently at your gesture, sending vibrations coursing through your body. you fisted his locks as he buried his face deeper in your cunt, sucking soundly while he slithered a finger inside. you could  feel your insides churning as you felt your climax approaching.

“g-gonna co-come…!” you meekly declared, thighs twitching as he held it firm beside his head, his actions not slowing down despite your shivering body. if anything, he became merciless. sucking and slurping along your lips and nibbling by your clit, your moans got sloppier and needier. soon enough, you reached your high as you lay flat on the board, panting and looking at the ceiling with hazy eyes. he soon came into vision, both his sinewy arms placed beside your figure as he leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead. “want to rest for a while, angel? that seemed to tire you out.” he affectionately chuckled, brushing the hair sticking on your face and tucking it in your ear. he cupped your cheek with one hand while the other supported his weight.

you shook your head,  “just catching my breath.” you mustered out, a smile on your face as you broke into a small laugh. your hands trail from his neck down to his chiseled chest, “plus, you’re not the only one doing the giving, old man.” you sat up, hands trudging down to where his boxers lied teasing the hem of it too. your touch spreading wildfires across his body as it slid beneath the fabric, grabbing a hold of his hard member. you looked up at him and held his gaze as you pump his damp shaft and played with the tip with your fingers. “how does that feel, hm?” you mumbled, pace quickening under the tight fabric. 

“what a tease,” he smiled, combing through his locks. “it feels fucking amazing, sweetheart.” he whispered by your ear, a hot kiss planted on the side of your face afterwards. “why don’t you wrap your little lips around it, aye?” he proposed, tone husky. 

“but i feel like teasing you a bit more.” you pouted mischievously, pressing the head of his shaft around your palms while the other hand repeatedly pumped the column of it. you saw how he sucked in a deep breath, throwing his head back, and pressing his eyes shut at the sensation. “but if you’d say please, i might reconsider.” you smiled villainously, your authority driving him more wild. a smirk tugged at his lips before surrendering.

“please, darling. choke on it. will you do it for me?” he requested, pleading eyes full of lust and hunger. “please, i’d love to see you bob on it.” his hands reached by your chin, holding it between his forefinger and thumb. despite the word coating his request with gentle kindness, his deep, husky, and sinful voice had managed to make it sexual to your ears. 

“naughty old man.” you replied, giving in to his taunting. you jumped off the board and kneeled before him. the tent in his boxers was more prominent than before. you finally slid the last article of clothing down, his member springing up from being kept in tight boxers. you licked a long trail at the column of his shaft, kissing the head with soft pecks afterwards. it stood curved a bit to the right, pronounced veins adorning his shaft, the head had more of a more red tint, his sensitive part comparably paler than the rest of his body, and grey pubes wild around the base of his shaft up to the bottom of his navel.

not long after, you swallowed him whole, immediately choking when the tip touched the back of your throat. “that’s it, sunshine. keep it in there.” he held your jaw, fitting perfectly in his large hand as he grinded his hips forward. “pretty fucking face.” he uttered before letting you go, his shaft glistening in your saliva as strings of it connected from his member to your lips. 

you choked a bit before sucking in his head back one more, holding his gaze again as he placed both of his hands for support at the edge of the board; letting you do your magic. you bobbed loudly, slurping sounds sinfully echoing across the room in chorus with his throaty moans and praises.

“i’m c-coming, love.” he groaned, holding your jaw once more as your face got sticky with precome and saliva. minutes later, your throat was filled with his hot release. a satisfied moan escaping his lips as he caressed your sticky cheeks. your fingernails dug at his hips at his overflowing release in your mouth.

your back was now facing him as he positioned himself behind you, teasing his thick member on your plush lips when he rubbed it between your crevice. the squelching juices stimulating both of you. he gave your bottom a loud smack before kissing it lightly, leaving a huge handprint immediately after. he grabbed a hold of one of your legs as he propped one up in the board while the other stood and supported your weight to open you up more before pushing himself inside slowly. both of you hitching a sharp breath at the first stretch. 

one of his arms was placed beside you as he supported himself while the other fisted and squeezed your propped up leg, trying to move back and forth in your tight cunt. 

“mind if i go a little rough, darling?” he whispered by your ear, sucking on the flesh a bit. 

“by all means, destroy me.”

he laughed meekly, before  pacing himself in an unholy speed that drove you beyond insanity. your nails scraped through the board as the friction of his member pacing in and out your core sent your stomach in a flurry. you propped both of your  hands up in an attempt to support yourself and gather all reason within you that he painlessly took.

he leaned forward, stippling your shoulder with faint kisses. you threw your head back as you clenched around him. his tip touching your cervix and his girth fully stretching you out each time he moved, you whined at the combined pain and pleasure. “enjoying yourself, love?” he panted by your ear, biting it afterwards.

“f-fuck you’re deep.” you mumbled slurred words and your moans grew more sinful and louder, not caring jackshit if anybody hears you. he groans gutturally, squeezing and kneading the flesh on your bottom at each thrust, accompanied by his constant mumbling of slurred words about how good he feels.

his pace was brutal, yet the words he whispered were so delicate. do i go slower? am i hurting you? how does this feel? that’s it love, take it. i’ll make you feel good, alright? do you love it? i can go faster as long as you can take it, hm? that’s a good girl, taking me so well. you look so pretty like this, my love. am i a bit rough? this okay? 

you felt him throb and rub against your sensitive cunt, friction and heat leaving  your eyes rolling at the back of your head. you couldn’t muster out a proper sentence; your head was fuzzy and clouded with sex. your chest tightening from the amount of pleasure you were stimulated with. your stomach tickling as your climax approached with each thrust. 

“can i come inside?” he said between pants and low curses, hips stuttering as he neared his high. you nodded looking over your shoulder, skin sweating and sticking against each other. 

in mere seconds, you felt him pulsate inside as ropes of hot come filled you up along with his throaty moan of relief. pushing himself one last time until the last drop before finally pulling out as he watched it spill out of your wet lips.

he reached over to one of his clothes to wipe you clean off before carrying your limp body off the board and onto the wide sofa in the room. he placed you down by the couch, settling beside you as he draped his coat over your bare, sweaty bodies. 

his scent is pungent with cigarettes, booze, and a little bit of sweat. you inhaled him deep and nuzzled closer to his chest. his arm wrapped around you, tracing circles on your shoulder down to your arms as settled by his neck. 

“you afraid anyone’s going to see us here?” you spoke softly, drawing shapes in his broad, scarred chest. 

“not quite, ‘s not like they can do anything about it.” he chuckled, chest thundering by his low laugh. his free hand reached over to tuck your hair by your ear, and rub your cheeks lightly. “besides, you were loud enough earlier to serve as a warning.” he teased, tickling your neck with his calloused fingers.

you hid your burning face deeper in his neck, hitting his chest lightly. “freaky old man.”

“oh but you love it so much, aye?” he nudged you a bit, tangling your legs tighter under his coat. 

“but, i’d like to be serious with you for a bit.” he started, looking down at you. you anticipated his response, looking up at his smoky eyes. “what do you say we grab ourselves dinner and we go around town, yeah? buy you those clothes you’ve had your eye on lately, or some desserts maybe. give you a bouquet and a peck on the cheek. hand in hand as we hang by the beach and watch the stars or maybe get drunk by the pub and talk all night about some stuff. we can screw around those silly games at the carnival, win you a stuffy or two, hm? or maybe try every street food and stuff ourselves full after.” he went on, fitting your hand in his large ones as he traced your fingers with his. “and when we finally get tired, we’d do this again but… it’d be in my quarters with romantic candles, roses, a lingerie on you maybe, and more love this time, aye?” he narrated slowly with hand movements, as if picturing it out for you. 

your heart swelled at the thought, you took a deep inhale to try and not suffocate at your hammering chest and smiled ear to ear. “what a sap.” you looked up at him, hugging him tighter. “except that lingerie part, i’ll kick your ass.” you nudged him playfully as he giggled like a bastard before you looked back again into his deep, gray eyes. “treating me like a princess, huh?”

“well darling, you deserve to be.” he booped your nose, placing a kiss at the top of your head. “it’d be a waste to lose that sunshine on your face.” 

“tch, bore someone else with your old ass.” 

“ah, i know you love it. c’mere.”

just woke up one day, got thirsty for him, and fleshed this out

[mega-ringsandthings-world]

benn's cigarettes heeeyyyyy @blackholesun321 let me just slide you this-

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Happy Beckman Day

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It’s his new home. He’s happier in there.

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Happy Birthday, Benn Beckman!

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Fluff Alphabet: Benn Beckmann

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A-   Activities: How do they spend their time with their s/o?

Benn’s a fairly laid-back guy (pirate shenanigans aside), so he really doesn’t mind how he spends his time with his s/o as long as his s/o is happy; whatever they like to do, he likes to do. If his s/o insists that he choose the activity, however, he’ll generally opt for a relaxing option. He loves to just lounge around and cuddle with his s/o while reading the newspaper, or watch the sunset in comfortable silence, or enjoy a nice, romantic dinner together. Benn gets enough excitement with his hot-blooded captain and crew, so he truly cherishes the calm moments that he can get with his s/o. 

B- Body: What does this character appreciate about their s/o? What part of their body are they most proud of, and in reverse, what body part are they ashamed of and how do they respond to their s/o gushing over it?

Benn’s a playboy; that’s no secret. And when he eventually settles for one person in particular, that history translates into what he finds attractive about his partner. Meaning he finds everything about them attractive. If his s/o thinks that they have a physical flaw, well, they won’t for very long after getting with Benn. He lays the compliments on thick, and he means every word, too. Seriously, this man will find a way to make toenails seem sexy. It’s honestly kind of an art form. 

Benn enjoys someone gushing over his physique or another aspect of his appearance, and he’ll play along; but, to be honest, he really doesn’t think much about it. He believes himself attractive and that’s really about it. If his s/o gushes about a physical trait that they like about him, he doesn’t get flustered. In fact, he just sees it as an invitation to start shamelessly flirting!

C- Cuddles: Is this character a cuddler? What is their favorite way to cuddle?

Benn doesn’t realize the joy of cuddling until he settles down with a single partner. With others, he just did it for the sake of playing the field; but, with his s/o, he honestly starts to enjoy it. His favorite way to cuddle is in bed with his partner in his arms, facing him. He loves the intimacy, and unlike with spooning, it’s way easier to surprise ‘em with some smooches!

D- Dreams: How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Like most everyone else in the crew, Benn’s dream is to realize his captain’s dream; until he meets his s/o, he really doesn’t put much thought into what comes after that. However, as he begins to get more with serious with a partner, he considers that it might be nice to settle down on some tropical island and live out his days lazing in a hammock sipping drinks out of coconut shells—with his partner at his side, of course. 

E- Equivalence: Is this character the dominant force in the relationship, are they passive, or is the relationship more or less even?

As I said before, Benn’s one of the most level-headed guys in the Red-Haired Pirates—but he’s not exactly passive. It really depends on the partner’s personality, how the dynamics of the relationship play out; that being said, Benn is certainly one to be mindful of his partner’s agency and certainly isn’t controlling. He’s always willing to discuss things with his partner, and he would never dream of making a decision on their behalf without consulting them first. 

F- Fights: How does this character respond to arguments with their s/o? What would they fight about, and who would cave and apologize first?

Everybody gets frustrated, and Benn is no exception. If there is a disagreement between him and his s/o, he’s not immune to getting caught up in the heat of things. He does his best, though, to not raise his voice, and he’s not the type to get violent with them or the environment. He’s got a handle on his emotions, and if he feels like he’s getting too heated, he’ll exit the argument to cool off. It doesn’t take him long, and he’s able to revisit the topic of contention with a clear head so that he can gather his thoughts. If he realizes that he’s in the wrong, then he’ll apologize immediately. If he still believes that he’s in the right, then he’ll approach the conversation with tact and calmly talk things out with his partner (though he’ll still usually apologize for things escalating to an argument). 

G- Gratitude: How does this character show their s/o that they are grateful?

Benn is a believer in solid communication, and so he’ll just tell his partner outright! He’ll usually accompany it with a gift of some sort, though. Words are great and all, but they’re best when coupled with actions, in his opinion. Plus, there’s is no greater gift to him than seeing his partner’s face light up with a happy smile at his lovely words and thoughtful presents. 

H- Honeymoon: If this character had a honeymoon with their s/o, where would they go?

A remote island where nowhere will bother them—that’s Benn’s ideal honeymoon! It doesn’t have to be anything fancy at all. All he desires is some peace and quiet so he and his s/o can bask in their love and new life together. That being said, if his s/o has their heart set on a particular honeymoon destination, then Benn will gladly oblige. He cares far more about their happiness than anything. 

I- Insecurity: What is this character insecure about? How do they deal with their insecurities with their s/o?

Once Benn enters a serious relationship, he worries that his womanizing history will result in trust issues on his partner’s side. He doesn’t come right out with that, at first, instead doing everything he can to reassure his partner that he has eyes for them and them only. If his partner ever does try to get to the bottom of his insecurity, though, he’ll be honest about it and reiterate how invested he is in the relationship. The last thing he wants is his partner to doubt his devotion to them just because of the things he got up to in the past. 

J- Jealousy: Is this character the jealous type? How do they deal with being jealous?

It honestly depends on his partner’s personality. If he is convinced that his partner can take care of themselves, then Benn doesn’t get jealous, even if someone is flirting openly with his partner. He trusts them to handle it, and he’ll intervene only if it’s obviously necessary. If his partner is very passive or naïve, then it’s a different story. It’s not really that he gets jealous, though; he just gets far more protective. 

K- Kiss: What does the character want their first kiss to be like with their s/o? How does it end up happening?

Benn doesn’t really think much about planning the “perfect” first kiss. He’s been around the block, and he believes that these things just happen when the time is right. He is definitely the type to kiss on the first date, though, so he most likely just plants one on his s/o when the moment speaks to him!

L- Love Confession: How does this character first profess their love to their s/o?

Love is a whole new territory for Benn. He’s had plenty of flings, but he’s never gotten bit by the love bug until his s/o. He’s far more obsessed with finding the right moment with his confession than he is with things like their first kiss; he plans the perfect romantic date and gets a whole speech together. It would be very romantic, honestly, if the crew hadn’t caught on to him catching feelings and all tagged along to spy on Benn trying to confess. A rowdy group of pirates is not exactly conspicuous. 

M- Marriage: How does this character view marriage? What is their ideal wedding like?

Benn, for the longest time, maintains that he’ll never get married. Having strings attached really isn’t his style, and he likes his lascivious lifestyle. Once he gets into a serious relationship, however, he reconsiders the idea. He begins to fancy making that lifetime promise to his s/o; after all, he genuinely doesn’t want anyone else. If his partner desires a ring and a wedding and a commitment, then Benn is more than happy to give it. 

Ideally, he’d like to just get married at a courthouse somewhere and be done with it, but he knows that’s not going to happen. The crew would be so depressed at the lack of a party. And, if his partner desires a ceremony and reception and the whole shabang, he certainly won’t deny them that. He really doesn’t care how it happens as long as he can meet his partner at the altar and exchange vows. 

N- Nicknames: What does this character like to call their s/o?

Benn’s not creative with his pet names. “Honey,” “sugar,” and “sweetheart” are his particular go-to’s, but he throws around a fair number of them. 

O- On Cloud Nine: What is this character like when they’re in love? Is it obvious to others, or are they good at hiding it?

It might be the first time that Benn’s bitten by the lovebug when he gets involved with his s/o, but he’s not some bungling teenager. He can disguise it quite well. It’s only when he’s really head-over-heels that his crew picks up on it. Then, of course, the cat’s out of the bag; there’s no way it’ll be a secret, not with the Red-Haired Pirates! 

P- PDA: Does this character like PDA? If so, what kinds of things do they do in public to show off their s/o?

Benn’s not overbearing with his PDA, but he doesn’t mind it. He like having an arm around his partner’s shoulders or middle, and he’ll drop kisses on the cheek, forehead, hair, etc. fairly often. If he’s a little tipsy or in an exceptionally good mood, he’ll let his partner sit on his lap. Other than that, he prefers for the steamier interactions to be in private. Honestly, it’s mostly because he doesn’t want to hear the crew ragging him about it. 

Q- Quirks: What random traits or quirks does this character have that positively affect the relationship?

Benn’s very observant (even without Haki!). He definitely picks up on little things about his s/o and commits them to memory for later use. If his s/o is eyeing something in a store, Benn will buy it, often times without his partner knowing so he can surprise them with it. It doesn’t take him long to know all his partner’s favorites. He quickly gets a handle on their moods and thought processes, so there’s no hiding anything from him; he can instantly tell when they’re upset or bothered. 

R- Romance: Is this character a hopeless romantic, or a bit on the low-key side? Are they cliché when it comes to romantic gestures, or can they get a little bit creative?

Benn tends to swing back and forth. Most of the time, he’s more on the low-key side; he’s not the most emotive or expressive guy, preferring tried-and-true romantic gestures to convey his feelings. Sometimes, however, he gets a little more overwhelmed by his feelings for his partner. He has rare moments where he really lets his walls down and just swoons! He’ll definitely plan some more extravagant gestures, and they’re heart-throbbingly romantic! <3

S- Secrets: Are there any secrets they hide from their s/o? If so, how do they deal with it when those secrets finally come out?

Benn doesn’t really keep secrets, no. It’s not really his style to do so in a serious relationship. He believes that communication is key, and so, if he believes that it is something that his partner should know (even if he might not necessarily want them to), then he’s going to be up-front about it. 

T- Thrill: Does this character prefer routine in their relationship, or do they like to shake things up every once in a while?

Benn’s undoubtedly a thrillseeker; he’s a pirate! When it comes to his relationship, however, he definitely prefers to be more grounded in routine. It’s a comfort to him, having something steady in such an unpredictable lifestyle. Having little routines with his partner, things they do every day, motivates him. That being said, Benn knows that variety is the spice of life, and so he’ll go for a little spontaneity when the mood strikes him. He’s also not afraid to take advantage of good opportunities to make his partner happy when they come along. 

U- Understanding: Is this character level-headed and empathetic toward their partner, or do they sometimes have trouble figuring them out, which leads to some butting heads?

As I said before, Benn is very observant, and so he very quickly gets an understanding of how his partner operates. Therefore, it’s easy for him to be level-headed and empathetic toward his partner since he knows intimately how they think. 

V- Value: How does this character value their relationship with their s/o? How does it hold in comparison to their goals, ambitions, etc.?

Getting into a relationship with Benn means accepting his desire to see Shanks acquire the One Piece. That’s his captain and his best friend, after all; they’ve been together for a very long time, and so, it’s not easy for Benn to place something else about realizing Shanks’ ambitions. However, as the relationship with his partner grows more serious, Benn does consider more and more how certain decisions and actions could jeopardize it. It may not be more important than his goal, but it certainly changes how he approaches certain things; he takes extra care to make sure that he always comes home to his partner at the end of the day. 

W- Wild Card: Any random fluff headcanon that does not fall within the other categories!

Benn loves to slow-dance with his partner. It is the height of romance to him. Any opportunity to dance with his partner, he’s gonna take. Sometimes, he gets a musically-inclined member of the crew to play romantic music so that he can dance with his s/o! He’s quite good at it, too, to the point that he knows several ballroom dances. One has to wonder where he picked that up. 

X- XOXO: How does this character show affection?

Benn’s pretty versatile in the ways that he shows affection, but if one love language had to predominate, it’s words of affirmation. This guy’s years of philandering gifted him quite the silver tongue. He just loves complimenting his s/o and making them feel good, loves reassuring them or comforting them after a long day or a conflict or a fight, loves that he can be honest and open about his feelings with them and only them. Again, though, he believes words are best coupled with actions, so it’s usually paired with some other form of showing his affection depending on what the situation may call for. 

Y- Yearning: How does this character deal with time apart with their s/o?

Benn’s mature, and so he can handle absence just fine. Depending on what it entails, he might worry a bit, but never to the point of doing anything rash. That being said, if the absence is extended, he won’t deny that he’s lonely without his s/o. They’re an irreplaceable facet of his life, after all, and he can’t ignore that a part of his life is missing forever. So, he’ll be very happy when his s/o returns, and he’ll certainly show how much he missed them and appreciates that they’re back!

Z- Zeal: Is this character willing to great lengths for their relationship? If so, how far, and how long does it take to get to this point?

Benn takes a while to fall in love, and therefore, it takes him a while to consider this relationship unlike anything he’s had before. Once he realizes that he’s in deep, though, he begins to consider the lengths that he is willing to go for this relationship. At first, he still very much considers his relationship secondary to his ambitions to realize Shanks’ dream. With time, however, his ambitions and his relationship begin to enmesh in importance. He won’t give up on that goal, but he’s a lot more careful about how he goes about realizing it, being a little less reckless on his part. It becomes important to him that his s/o can share in the realization of their longtime goal, and that there is something he can look forward to after. 

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