#one piece nsft

[aegobrain]

How we doing KidLaw nation ?

[submissado7dia]

one piece horny doodle. on one piece fantasy estrogen o-kiku and zoro with his very big dick. they’re fucking and they enjoy it

[soranatus]

[shalpilot]

The cylinder must remain unharmed.

[unrelatedsideblog]

Doodles from last AO3 lockdown lmao...

maybe one day I'll actually finish some of these lol

[roguescum]

big cat behavior

[jamiewintons]

Sex with Sanji would include…

Requested by: Anonymous Warnings: Smut (18+ ONLY) Sanji Tag List: @elizabeth-hatake @mhsofe @nubigenouss  (Fill out this form to join!)

●Sanji is pretty experienced, which leads to him being incredibly skilled and confident in bed (or wherever else the two of you decide to have your fun). He knows exactly how to make you feel good, and he’s very proud of that fact, so he can’t help but be a little smug when he gives you yet another mind-blowing orgasm.

●He talks a lot during both make-out sessions and sex. Like he’ll often whisper in your ear, his voice lower than usual with arousal, telling you how good you feel and how much he loves being with you like this. He’ll talk you both to and through your orgasm(s), usually throwing a few ‘good girl’s in there.

●Sanji loves to praise you all throughout sex, calling you all kinds of pet names and constantly telling you how wonderful and beautiful you are. He can’t ever bring himself to degrade you, because in his mind, it’s not only insulting but lying. You’re an absolute goddess in his eyes, so why would he ever tell you any different?

●He could spend hours upon hours just worshipping your body, covering you in kisses and caressing every inch of you. Literally every part of you is perfect to him, and he’ll especially focus on areas that he knows you’re insecure about, because he needs you to know that you’re gorgeous.

●When he’s inside of you, Sanji pretty much always has his hands firmly on your hips, though he’ll sometimes have one free to trail down your back or to gently stimulate your breasts.

●Speaking of Sanji’s hands, one of he easiest ways to get him turned on (apart from like… existing) is to put his fingers in your mouth. Especially when you look up at him with wide, pleading eyes while you do it. Like the man will be hard in an instant.

●Expect Sanji to give you a lot of neck kisses, because he loves them. He also likes to give you a hickey or two so everyone knows that you’re his, and when he sees any of the marks he left on you when you’re in public, it drives him absolutely insane.

●He’s both excellent at and greatly enjoys eating you out. Like he could do it all day every day, whether he’s on his knees in front of you, between your legs in bed, or has you sitting on his face. He definitely moans while he’s doing it, and has probably cum at least once just from hearing the way you beg and moan for him while he’s going down on you.

●When it comes to sex positions, Sanji is happy to do whatever brings you the most pleasure, but if it came to picking his own favourite it would have to be when you ride him. There’s just so many wonderful things about it - it allows you to control the speed and intensity so you can prove how much you want him, the way your breasts move while you bounce on his cock, the perfect view it gives of your face when it’s contorted in pleasure…

●Sanji also likes to take you from behind, but only when you’re sat up with your back pressed against his chest with his strong arms wrapped firmly around you. He’ll have his lips pressed up against your ear, whispering dirty things to you and occasionally gently nibbling on your earlobe.

●Of course, with Sanji being the amazing chef he is, you can’t go wrong with a little bit of foodplay. He loves to cover areas of your body with whipped cream before slowly and sensually licking it off. You do the same to him sometimes, though things often escalate quicker during those times because you don’t have the same amount of self-control that he does.

●There’s definitely been times while you’re in the kitchen together while Sanji’s testing out a new dessert recipe, and he offers you a taste. You reject the spoon and end up licking batter off his fingers, which leads to him getting turned on… and then you have sex on the kitchen counter.

●Sanji absolutely loves it when you get all desperate and beg for him. Sometimes he’ll tell you to beg for him if you want him to continue, but nothing turns him on more than when you start begging for him without any prompting.

●He’s soooo sweet after sex, like he’ll cuddle you and pepper kisses all over your face and neck while he tells you how wonderful you were. He’ll stay with you as long as you want, and will be happy to run you a bath if you want one.

[revlischarm]

Luffy’s not allowed to suck dick until he can hold food in his mouth and not instantly chomp down.

Bonus Sanji since they were having this discussion in the kitchen

[spicymalepolls]

ROUND 2: POLL #4

ROUND TWO POLLS [HERE]

PROPAGANDA BELOW

🔞 18 + Content Ahead 🔞

Shanks:

I don't think I completely understood the meaning of a DILF until this man showed up. He is physically amazing and I 100% believe he would respect anyone he shares a bunk with. The way he took to Luffy and became his paternal roll model is beautiful. That shows that it's not always about the amount of time you spend with the kid, but the quality of it which is important. He is not a confirmed biological dad, but he is Luffy's (as just stated) and it is a popular theory that he is the father of Makino's child. (plus Uta)

Guys, I want to have his baby--and I don't even know if I want kids.

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Dr. Atomic Robo Tesla:

He has an adoptive robot son (spoiler, happens later in the comic) and has a dad bod that given his ability to modify himself has to be a choice at this point. He is 83 (in the present at the start of the comic) but he has pure DILF rather than GILF energies. I mean just look at him.

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[mih4nn]

Every time Sanji lifts his leg really high I get Thoughts

Full pic at: Poipiku

[mew-ya]

two for one special

[memento-moli]

Posted some spicy stuff on my Twitter 🍑👌 (NSFW)

[shalpilot]

how am i supposed to feel

transcript under cut

Killer: Since we're both here... why not make up for lost time? Doesn't that sound nice?

[clench]

Kid: STOP IT! STOP ACTING LIKE THIS!

Kid: You're being so -- WRONG! My PARTNER never said or did anything like this!

Kid: You're skin and bones and covered in scars and thinking of something like THAT?!

Killer: You're hurting me.

Kid: WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?! WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU?!

[sinsinsininning]

Law x fem!reader

This got so long for no reason 💀

TW: slight dubcon, nsfw,

thinking of obsessive!Law who pines over you for months or every years before even acknowledging his feelings let alone making a move.

obsessive!Law who relishes that he’s your captain, that you’re bound to him in such an impactful way.

obsessive!Law who on the outside seems so cold and disinterested in you, but on the inside is fienin’ for you.

obsessive!Law who makes you question your future on the crew, certain that your captain hates you and will abandon you on an island one day, so you make sure to do everything to be a model crew member and avoid him.

obsessive!Law who actively seeks you out, just to watch you squirm as you try not to mess up a task.

obsessive!Law who touches himself late at night, at his desk, to thoughts of you, it’s the only way to clear his head so he can work.

obsessive!Law who almost considers abolishing his mandated crew uniforms so he can see more of your skin, who practically drools on nights you’re off duty and wear literally anything.

obsessive!Law who wonders what you’d taste like while he watches you sleepily eat breakfast with the crew.

obsessive!Law who feels a twinge of jealousy whenever you laugh and joke with someone, especially from another crew.

obsessive!Law who shambles you away from a conversation with that god awful straw hat cook after a strategy meeting.

obsessive!Law who is fully prepared to lecture you about fraternizing with enemies.

obsessive!Law who is stunned when you grab his coat and with wide eyes thank him for getting you out of that situation.

obsessive!Law who is speechless as you, for once not nervous, tell him about how uncomfortable you were with the cook, how you’d been trying to end the discussion politely but the blonde’s persistence kept you in.

obsessive!Law who walks you back to the ship with a blush on his face as you tell him how Sanji is not your type at all, you prefer someone with darker hair and a more calm personality.

obsessive!Law who thinks about fucking you right then and there in front of both crews, just to show everyone who you belong to.

obsessive!Law who finds you so cute when you realize how casual you’re speaking to your captain, sputtering out an apology for your behavior.

obsessive!Law who hopes his face isn’t red as he reassures that it’s fine, actually it’s better than fine, he tells you, it’s nice to see you behave in such a way.

obsessive!Law who watches you scurry away, embarrassed at his words.

obsessive!Law who overheard you talking with Ikkaku about the encounter, telling your friend how flustered he makes you, how you always thought he hated you.

obsessive!Law who moans when you tell the other woman how attractive you’ve always found him, despite his frosty demeanor.

obsessive!Law who palms his cock as he shambles himself to his room, unable to listen quietly any longer.

obsessive!Law who fucks his fist to thoughts of you for the nth time, picturing your face covered in his cum and pumps himself faster, biting down on his shirt to stifle his groans.

obsessive!Law who decides then and there he can’t not have you anymore, he can’t focus on his plans so he has to have you finally.

obsessive!Law who summons you to his office later that evening after dinner.

obsessive!Law who watches you shake and tremble with anxiety as he stares at you, seated while he stands, leaning against his desk, barely a foot apart.

obsessive!Law who keeps his face neutral as you stumble over and apology again and again, as you stutter how how sorry you are for anything.

obsessive!Law who finally tells you he isn’t angry with you, smirking at your relieved face.

obsessive!Law who tells you that you’re still in trouble, however, for even entertaining that stupid fucking cook for as long as you did.

obsessive!Law who tells you how he’s now questing your loyalty to him, you don’t catch that he didn’t say crew, but your loyalty to him.

obsessive!Law who waits as you try to come up with solutions to prove yourself to him, he shoots down every single one.

obsessive!Law who almost feels bad as tears fill up your eyes, certain you would be booted off the ship.

obsessive!Law who asks if you find him attractive, still smirking as you stutter out another apology, close enough to a confession for him.

obsessive!Law who drops to his knees in front of you as he tells you to prove your commitment to him by spreading your legs.

obsessive!Law who preens under your gaze as you do so without a word.

obsessive!Law who mocks your slick arousal as he pulls your shorts and panties down to your feet, it’s almost as if you liked him interrogating you.

obsessive!Law who feels dizzy again as he breathes in your scent, kissing down your thighs slowly, making you gasp before finally, finally pressing his mouth to your pussy.

obsessive!Law who can’t stop eating you out, even after your orgasm leaves you shaking and crying, small hands trying to push him away.

obsessive!Law who growls at you to be quiet and grateful, then redoubles his efforts and brings you to another climax.

obsessive!Law who finally enters you with his fingers, lips suckling on your clit as you squirm, his free arm wraps around your waist an pins you to your chair.

obsessive!Law who gets one more orgasm out of you before pulling away completely, returning to lean again his desk as you shake in your seat, dizzy from the sudden lack of contact.

obsessive!Law who ignores his own arousal as he tells you he’s been reassured of your commitment, that you’re dismissed now.

obsessive!Law who tries not to grin when your face heats up and you hesitate, legs clearly too shaky to stand right away.

obsessive!Law who asks why you’re still in his office, baiting you.

obsessive!Law who watches you with dark eyes as you reach out to grab him, a finger clasping his belt loop, and you tell him you’d like to make sure your loyalty is unquestionable.

obsessive!Law who yanks you up as you try to get on your knees for him, too worked up to handle anymore foreplay, he knows he won’t last much longer and he wants to cum inside your pussy, not your mouth, yet.

obsessive!Law who has you bent over his desk, shirt ripped off of you, his jacket opened and jeans pulled down just enough to free up his cock.

obsessive!Law who sets a grueling pace, one hand gripping your jaw, making you arch your back, the other hand spreading your ass cheeks to watch himself enter you.

obsessive!Law who circles your clit with his ring finger, desperate to not cum first.

obsessive!Law who fucks you harder when your orgasm washes over you, getting whiny as he feels your pussy clench down on his cock, your cries and tears spurring him on.

obsessive!Law who asks where you want his cum, moaning when you walk for him to do it inside of you.

obsessive!Law who starts thrusting sloppily as he nears his high, releasing your face to grip both ass cheeks desperate to watch his cock fuck you over and over and over again.

obsessive!Law who’s surprised when you climax again on his cock, he would’ve teased you for it if the sight and feeling hadn’t sent him over the edge, holding your ass tightly to his hips as he cums, wanting to be completely surrounded by you.

obsessive!Law who pulls out slowly, watching his cum rush out after him, using his tattooed finger to push some of his release back into you.

obsessive!Law who pampers you with affection as he shambles you to his private bathroom, cleaning you up while complimenting your body and performance.

obsessive!Law who is completely night and day from your usual cold, stoic captain, as he tells you that you’re his from now on, he’ll tell the crew in the morning about your relationship.

obsessive!Law who drags you to his bed, fingering you lazily as you spoon, telling you what he’s gonna do to you next, confessing his attraction as you climax.

obsessive!Law who nearly tells you he loves you, but instead tells you about his idea to fuck you in front of the straw hats so they know who you belong to, you laugh tiredly and call him jealous.

obsessive!Law who kisses you for the first time, mostly to shut you up as you egg him on about that stupid cook, slowly kissing and touching you until you both fall asleep.

[yarpell]

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[jamiewintons]

Good Enough To Eat (OPLA!Vinsmoke Sanji/F!Reader)

Summary: You and your boyfriend Sanji end up spending some time alone in the kitchen of Baratie.

Tags/Warnings: Smut (18+ ONLY), public/semi public sex, praise kink, ‘good girl’ kink, oral sex (f!receiving), fingering.

A/N: Hey guys! My first non-Mat fic in literal years! This wasn’t meant to end up so long (not that 1400 words is that long) but I got a bit carried away. It’s really just all vibes. Please know that I’ve never seen the One Piece anime or read the manga, so this is based purely on the live action series. Hope you enjoy!! Reblogs and comments are very much appreciated :)

Word Count: 1402

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"You look good enough to eat, darling," Sanji told you as he ran his hands up and down your legs, giving you that easy, confident smile that always made your heart melt. The feeling of his strong, talented hands against the sensitive skin of your inner thighs made you shudder, and Sanji’s smile only grew as he sensed your arousal.

You were seated on the counter in the kitchen of Baratie, with Sanji kneeling on the floor between your legs. You knew that the two of you shouldn’t have been doing this here — you couldn’t count the amount of times that you got told off by Zeff for making out in the pantry, and you weren’t exactly looking for a repeat of that — but once Sanji kissed you and ever so gently pushed you against the counter, your bodies pressed together and his hands holding your hips, you knew that there was no way you were going to say no.

And now here you were, a complete flustered mess, although Sanji had barely even touched you yet. He was just like that; he could drive you insane with desire with just a simple touch, or even a look, and the worst part was, he knew what he did to you. Sanji laughed quietly as he felt your body quiver while his lips brushed against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. "Oh, darling, you’re so needy," he teased, closing his eyes as he savoured the feeling of your soft skin against his lips. At a snail’s pace he moved further up your leg, until he was mere inches away from the place you needed him most. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

"Please," you sighed, and Sanji laughed once again, though this time it sounded more like a mere exhalation. "Sanji… please."

"Patience," he told you, before moving to your other thigh and repeating the same routine of peppering kisses all over it until you were whimpering beneath his ministrations. "Let me worship your beautiful body the way you deserve."

You closed your eyes, your entire body tingling as your arousal grew to levels you never knew you were even capable of feeling. Though you couldn’t see them, you just knew that beneath your dress your panties were already completely soaked through. You wanted Sanji to just get to the point and give you what you needed already, but you knew that he was right, and that the anticipation, the build-up would ensure the end result was even more wonderful. Just like with food, Sanji would tell you.

When you felt Sanji’s hands slip beneath the hem of your dress, that was when your eyes shot back open. He slowly pushed it up, revealing your cotton panties. "You’re absolutely soaked for me, darling." Even if you weren’t looking at him, you’d be able to tell that he was smirking by the tone in his voice - a mix of smugness and reverence. He brought his thumb to the front of your panties, gently teasing the wet patch on the fabric and making you whimper. "So sensitive, sweetheart. You must be really worked up."

"Well, you have been at this for at least an hour," you complained, trying to sound firm but your voice came out shaky and desperate. Sanji pressed a little harder, and you let out another soft noise.

"It’s not been quite that long, but I’ll forgive you. I’m sure you’re having a hard time concentrating," Sanji said with a self-satisfied grin, before hooking his fingers into the waist of your panties and slowly pulling them down your legs. Without the pesky fabric in the way, your arousal was even more obvious, and Sanji’s eyes lit up as he saw the physical proof of how much he affected you. "Remember when I said you looked good enough to eat?"

With that, Sanji pulled you a little closer to the edge of the counter you were perched on. He leaned in and ran his tongue between your swollen lower lips, a slow lick from your entrance up to your aching clit that made your entire body shudder. The sound that came out of your mouth was somewhere between a moan and a sigh of relief, and it made Sanji let out yet another breathless laugh.

He focused on your clit, alternating between quick licks with the tip of his tongue and slow, languid strokes using the entire organ. Your fingers came to rest on top of Sanji’s head as he pleasured you, threading through the soft blond strands and tugging lightly. This only encouraged him to double down his efforts, following your moans and whimpers to find the best way to please you.

"You taste incredible, darling. Better than anything I’ve ever tasted," Sanji whispered, his words sounding like warm honey, as he pulled his mouth away from your pussy. But he wasn’t idle for long, because only a few seconds later he grabbed your legs and put them over his shoulders before diving back in to eat you out with even more enthusiasm.

"O-oh fuck, Sanji… feels so good," you gasped out, your thighs shaking as Sanji vigorously devoured you like he was a starved man and you were the first food he’d encountered in weeks. You’d never felt as good in your life as you did with Sanji, he was as much of a talented lover as he was a chef, and you thanked your lucky stars every day that you got to be with him.

"That’s it, good girl," Sanji praised gently, those simple words making your pleasure intensify and your hips buck against his face. You then felt his fingers teasing at your entrance, and let out a gasp as he pushed two inside your fluttering walls. "Just sit back and let me take care of you."

Your breathing was getting heavier, you quiet moans becoming louder and more desperate as Sanji worked magic on you with his tongue and fingers. He crooked his digits to stimulate your g-spot, and you knew that it wouldn’t be long until you fell apart for him. "S-Sanji, I’m… I’m close…"

Sanji would have known that you were on the brink, even if you hadn’t said anything, but fuck, did he love to hear you say it. To hear your voice so desperate for him, all because of him. Honestly, it turned him on more than anything possible could. His cock throbbed within his trousers with the thought of being inside of you again, but right now was about you, not about him, and he wanted to give you everything that you needed.

When he felt your pussy beginning to tighten around his fingers, he looked up at you, seeing your beautiful face contorted in pleasure. But more than anything, he wanted to see your eyes, to see how they widened as he brought you to complete ecstasy. "Look at me, darling. I want you to look at me when I make you cum," he told you in a tone that was both gentle and firm, one that you couldn’t help but listen to.

When you looked down at Sanji’s face, the sight of his blue-green eyes darkened with lust — along with how he massaged your sweet spot with his fingers and sucked on your swollen clit — was enough to push you over the edge into an earth shattering orgasm. You cried out his name, your hips bucking and your velvety walls contracting around his fingers. Sanji guided you through your high, not stopping until you went completely limp, and he made sure he was standing to catch you when you did.

"You did so well for me, darling," he praised, one of his hands threading though your hair as he pressed gentle kisses to your flushed face. Once he was sure you could keep yourself upright, he took the fingers of his other hand — the one that he had been using to pleasure you — into his mouth, licking off your essence and moaning as if he had just eaten a delicious meal. "Let’s go back to my room, sweetheart. I’m not quite finished enjoying you tonight."

You allowed Sanji to lead you out of the kitchen and towards his bedroom, his hand firmly held in yours, feeling your heart fluttering with excitement. You already knew that you were going to struggle to walk tomorrow, and you couldn’t wait.