#one piece sm.ut

[sashi-ya]

𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ♡ ᴅᴀʏ 11 ➡ 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓/𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊. nsfw .minors dni 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐃𝐨𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐟! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: @many-shades-of-violet asked: 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝙸 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙳𝚘𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚘 𝚡 𝚏! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟷𝟷? :) 𝐓𝐰: nsfw. Anal sex. mentions of previous creampie. overstimulation. rough sex. masturbation. hair pulling. spanking. choking. 𝐰𝐜: 833 ➡ hentober masterlist

It was a matter of time before Donquixote Doflamingo wanted to try all your… holes. You, as always, had been left trembling and full of his cum. However, Doffy isn’t still satisfied, and flashes of his words during earlier that night hits you. He whispered in your ear tonight was the night of him fucking you anally…

“Remember what I told you back there?” he asks, playing with a string of cum coming out of your used entrance. “I- I don’t know…” you mumble, scared but excited. He is way bigger than you, and it’s always been an extreme experience, but… anal? Would that hurt as much as you imagined it would?

He laughs, pulling from your hips so you turn around. “Come on, turn around. On all fours, ass up and chest against the mattress like a good girl” he orders, satisfied with how fast you obey.

You feel already pretty dilated from his last intrusion into your sex, but when it comes to your rear entrance things are a little different. The blonde plays with just the tip of his finger, up and down, making you shiver. And you tremble, both in anticipation and fear.

Doffy spreads some saliva mixed with your own juices up and down your entrance, he laughs at your squirming scared motions. “Why are you so scared? Mh? I won’t be able to fit if you get so tense… relax, hun” he whispers, then spanking you with his huge heavy hand.

“Ahh…” you flinch in pain, the stinging sensation on your glutes surely leaving the area hot. And so much those painful spanks distract you, that you haven’t notice when he slid his fingers inside you until they start moving. Even if Doflamingo isn’t exactly an attentive man, he knows exactly how to treat his precious “cum dump”

One, two and finally three are the number of fingers inside your back entrance. Slowly they move in and out, enough to make you feel a pressure that soon gets bearable and pleasant. “It feels good~” you purr, moving your own hips back and forth, showing your blonde lover you want more.

“Mhahaha, you want more? You like it already? Let’s see how you do with the tip of my dick inside you, shall we?” he scoffs, making you to reconsider your last words. And even if you wanted to, it was already pretty late for you. He kneels behind you, the heavy weight of his long legs making you sink into the mattress. The warm, wet, and hard tip of his huge sex already opening its way inside your dilated, yet tight, anus.

You can’t stop squirming as the pressure and slight pain mixes with an extreme pleasure you haven’t experienced until yet. It hurts, sure. But it’s also delightful, and few seconds after you already want more, deeper, and faster.

“Faster, daddy” you moan, trying to reach for his hand who presses the small of your back down, lifting your ass even higher. Your cheek is squeezed against the bed, and it’s difficult to breathe, but you don’t care. You are sure no air is enough for you when you are trembling from the pleasure.

Mr. Donquixote is having the time of his life, the way you clench around his dick is sending him to the holy land of heavens and the more you squeeze the more you milk his big shaft. “Keep doing that and I’m gonna fill your ass with my cum sooner than expected, little horny bitch” he says, spanking you once more and gripping you from your hair.

Doffy Pulls your head back, like the strings of a puppeteer, and as he does you can’t stop panting and moaning with your tongue out dripping with saliva.

“Come on bitch, touch yourself as I fuck you right in this tight ass” he screams, ordering you to play with your clit as he keeps fucking you. The sound of his lap hitting against your glutes mix with the symphony of your needy moans and his growls. Pure testosterone being released while his hips thrusts violently into you.

Your muscles begin spasming and your body turns all sweaty. Reaching climax, you are. He is, too.  You try to tell him, as if he didn’t notice already, but you can’t. His hand is now around your neck, pressing and avoiding any airflow to get to your lungs. Lightheaded, weak and overstimulated, you burst.

“Ahh… look at how much you are dripping! Well, let’s fill that cute little ass of yours with my cum then! You look so good like a bitch in heat…ugh” he spits, while giving you the last blows before his orgasm takes over and floods your insides.

Warm… full… eyes closing… it was all too much for your body…

“Rest for some hours, sweet doll… we ain’t finish here” Doffy says, drinking straight from a bottle of red whine next to his bed as he watches you pass out asleep on his own bed.

[littlesniggy]

Seduction Part Seven

Well, this is the last part of the Seduction series. I'm still not back with writing but I really wanted to finish this story because it kept bothering me. I had so many different ideas how to finish this but I liked this one best. I can warn you ahead, no happy ending.

Please enjoy!

Warning: ns.fw, 18+, sm.ut, older man x younger woman, no happy ending, swearing, p in v Pairing: Sakazuki x female reader Word count: 3.7k Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six

It’s been a couple of months since you showed up at his house, wounded and maybe even near death. Ever since then Sakazuki knew that something needed to change but he couldn’t quite figure out what exactly. Sure, it all needed to start with you no longer coming to his house and risk his career. He was honestly amazed at your skills to blend in and conceal yourself when you came to Marineford but still, the risk was too high. 

Secondly, he needed to distance himself emotionally and physically from you. Since he was the fleet admiral and basically spent all his time at Marineford you were the one coming to see him. He couldn’t describe it any differently, but he’s gotten used to you; to your presence, to your body, to your personality… and that was also something that needed to change. He was the fleet admiral, for fuck’s sake! He had no business getting comfortable around you!

The only way to get out of this dilemma was to end once and for all. 

He took a deep breath from his cigar, his back leaning against the wall behind him, and turned his head to look at your sleeping form. Your back was turned towards him and his blanket only covering the lower half of your body. He noticed some angry red handprints on the side of your stomach where his hand had heated up just the tiniest bit last night. 

He let the ash drop into and ashtray standing next to his futon before he sucked on the cigar once again, letting the white smoke escape from his mouth. He looked up at the clock on the wall. He still had three hours before he needed to be at work. Three hours to figure out how to proceed from now on. Though he already had a plan that has been manifesting in the back of his mind for quite some time now…

His attention was drawn back to you when you turned around with a soft sigh, inching closer to his warm body. Sakazuki twisted his face a little at your peaceful and blissfully unaware behavior. You shouldn’t feel comfortable around him. You shouldn’t feel safe around him! But here you were, sleeping soundly next to your supposed enemy. 

He puffed again on his cigar, his other hand grabbing one of your locks between his fingers and absentmindedly playing with your hair. 

You were woken up by a tickling feeling on your cheek and the smell of something burning. Groggily, you opened your eyes and were first met with a very big and very muscular thigh next to you. Your gaze followed the leg, the curve of an equally muscular ass, and up the torso until you were met with a familiar pair of harsh eyes that were studying you as well. 

“Morning.” You mumbled after a while, receiving no response from the fleet admiral. Instead, he lifted his cigar up to his lips to puff on the toxic stick. He also let go of your hair and instead casually placed it on his stomach. 

You sighed and sat up but winced at various body parts that were more than sore from last night. Next to you, you heard an amused huff at your reaction and you shot him a glare from over your shoulder. 

“You should be glad you’re a devil fruit user. Otherwise, I’d fuck you up just the same.” You mumbled under your breath and started inspecting your body for any major bruises. 

“I’m pretty sure this wouldn’t change a thing, Y/n.” he mocked. 

Another half-hearted glare in his direction only made him shake his head with the tiniest of grins and you decided to not press it any further. 

Your eyes widened at the angry red imprint on your side that looked suspiciously like his hand. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t burn me to death just because you got too excited.” You reprimanded him annoyed but he ignored your comment. Instead, he placed his free hand on the other side without the handprint and let it heat up as well. 

“Fuck!” you hissed and jerked away from him, climbing onto his lap to get away from his hot hand. “Are you crazy?!” You turned around to look at him, straddling his lap with your legs and an angry look on your face. Sakazuki tilted his head to the side, his hand finding your side once again but he refrained from heating it up again.

“Maybe that was a hint for you to leave.” Pissed, you wanted to get up and really just leave as he had “suggested” but you felt the weight of his hand holding you down on his lap, commanding you to stay where you were. So, you didn’t move.

He lifted his cigar back up to his lips but before he put it between his lips you reached out and grabbed his wrist. Confused, he looked at you. Your hand slowly let go and instead took the cigar between your fingers and took it out of his hand. Sakazuki let you and watched as you instead put it between your own lips and puffed on it. The taste was not really pleasant and you twisted your mouth in slight disgust. 

“How can you willingly smoke this?” you ask. Sakazuki didn’t reply and reached for the cigar again but you pulled your hand away. With a challenging look you moved the cigar towards his bare chest, stopping only inches from his skin. The fleet admiral didn’t stop you but his expression hardened.

“I want you to think hard about your next move.”

“Wouldn’t it only be fair if I got to burn you as well?” you replied, the burning end of the cigar still hovering over his chest. 

“Life isn’t fair.”

You swallowed, contemplating on the possible outcomes. You really wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine but there was still his hand on your hip, dangerously warm. 

You sighed and removed the cigar from his chest and stubbed the cigar out in the ashtray. 

Sakazuki hummed contently and put his other hand on your hip as well, caressing your warm skin with his calloused palms. You looked up at him and put your hands on his chest, slightly moving them up and down before your placed them on his shoulders. 

You lifted your body up and pressed it against his, your breasts being squished between your two bodies. Your head leaned forward and you started to follow his chest tattoo with your lips. Sakazuki’s hands slightly traced your back and butt, squeezing it now and then. 

You panted against his skin, pressing your body closer against his. Your mouth moved up his chest, over his collarbone and to his strong neck. You breathed in his musk. Paired with his gentle massaging your butt your felt how your core got wet and your body heated. 

You whimpered against his skin when his hands started massaging the back of your thighs, kneading the soft flesh and inching closer to your hot core. 

Your kisses on his neck go more heated in return and you started letting your teeth graze over the sensitive skin on his neck and your heard him take in a sharp breath as a response. 

You stretched your body a little bit more to reach his ear, your warm breath ghosting over the shell of it. Your hands moved over his chest, his stomach and grazed against his stiff member. “You like that?” you whisper into his ear. He could hear your grin in your voice. 

“Don’t get too cocky.” He growled and gave you a sharp slap on your butt. 

You gasped in surprise. Your body started to rub against his, your hard nipples appreciating the friction. Sakazuki grabbed both your ass cheeks and spread them apart, then resumed to kneading them, this time stronger. 

His beard scraped against your face as you started kissing his jawline. You felt his jaw tense the closer you got to his mouth and also his hands stopped caressing your ass. Uncertain, you stopped and looked up at him, his face extremely close. Your body longed for him and you had the urge to feel his lips on yours. And why would it be wrong? You’ve had sex plenty of times before so what was one kiss? But back in your mind you knew that a kiss could be much more intimate than simple sex. It’s been an unspoken rule between the two of you that there was no kissing involved. Kissing was something reserved for lovers and your were….fuck buddies. But still…

Your lips moved closer to his, feeling his breath against your skin. You looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of permission. 

“Don’t.” he mumbled, his lips almost brushing against yours. The smell of the cigar on his breath is fogging your mind and his voice is somewhere in the distance. 

He should push you away. He is the older one and he has a responsibility not to behave like a horny teenager. You shouldn’t kiss him. You shouldn’t want to kiss him. But here you were, mere inches away from his own lips, your eyes longing but also unsure. He can see the internal fight you’re currently having with yourself and he hopes the reasonable voice in your mind will win – because he knows he won’t stop you.

“Why not?” you hear yourself ask, your lips inching closer to his until they brush against each other. Your lips are parted and you’re waiting for his response. But he doesn’t speak. 

This is the sign for your to throw all remaining doubts over board.

You place your lips against his; they’re firm and warm yet inviting and surprisingly gentle. Your heart starts hammering in your chest and there are a million butterflies going rampant in your stomach. 

You are hesitant when you start moving your lips against his, thrown off guard when you notice that Sakazuki is not reciprocating the kiss. Your heart sinks into your stomach; what’s going on? Doesn’t he want this? 

You open your eyes and look right into his harsh eyes which are staring right back at you. Oh no! Your body runs. Is this bad? This must be bad!

You want to retreat from his lips, the horror plastered all over your face. You know you messed up. You know you should’ve listened to the small voice in your head! He told you not to! He will be mad at you! He will yell at you! He will-

His firm lips capture yours in an intense kiss that takes your breath away. His hands press you against his body, his nails digging into your skin, while his lips move against yours. 

You are completely thrown off guard by his sudden action and are stunned. 

You hear yourself whimper when his gently nibbles on your bottom lip and you start moving your lips in tandem to his. 

His lips move precise and purposefully against yours; there is no unnecessary movement, no sloppy tongue. You try to get your tongue between his lips but he won’t let you. But that’s fine. Your body is on fire and you let him feel how horny you are by grabbing his wrist and leading his hand between your legs where your dripping pussy desperately waits for his touch. 

His fingers brush against your wet core and he growls against your mouth excited. His thick fingers rub against your folds before he inserts two. Your core clenches around his digits and you moan pleased, moving your hips against his fingers. 

Sakazuki places his lips against your neck close to your ear.  

“Fucking slut.” He growls and inserts a third finger, spreading you to his liking. You moan again, your fingers finding support on his shoulders and your nails dig into his skin und his skin breaks and a little bit of blood starts running down his chest. 

“Shit!” you hiss, felling how your orgasm is rapidly approaching. You want to push him away, trying to remove his hand from between your legs to prolong the nearing climax but Sakazuki won’t let you. The fleet admiral grabs both your wrists with his free hand and pulls them above your head while his other hand pistoles in and out of your dripping pussy, wet sounds mixing in with your unhinged moans. 

“Fuck!” you curse, throwing your head back and pressing your eyes shut. Your mouth hangs open as you desperately gasp for air, face red and sweaty, a few strands of hair clinging to your skin. 

“C-cumming!” you moan, biting your lip in anticipation of your orgasm. 

Sakazuki leans forward, his teeth nibbling at your jaw.

“As if I’d let you cum.” His voice is dangerously sadistic and your brain processes his words not fast enough. Otherwise, you could’ve prepared for his fingers retreating from your pussy, leaving you hanging and frustrated. 

Your eyes snap open and your head shoots forward. Angrily but also desperately you glare at him. 

“Don’t stop!” you pant, your arms wriggling in his iron grip. Sakazuki lifts his free hand that is covered in your juice and holds it in front of your lips. “Suck.” He orders and you open your mouth willingly. You taste yourself on your tongue as it swirls around his digits, licking up every last drop of your slick. 

With an audible plop he retreats his fingers from your mouth before wiping them dry on your breasts. 

“Please….!” You look at him desperately, wiggling your ass a little to maybe encourage him. Sakazuki leans forward and kisses your lips hard and longing, even biting at your lips again until he suddenly turns and brings you underneath him, his hand still holding your wrists but now pressing them into the futon below you. 

“Please what?” he asks, his eyes boring into your own, making you feel small and vulnerable underneath his big man. 

“Fuck me.” You press out, adrenaline rushing through your veins. His grip around your wrists tightens and a displeased look is on his face. 

“Please, fuck me, Sakazuki sama.” You breathe out, knowing exactly what he wants to hear. The fleet admiral smirks at you before letting go of your wrists and grabbing your hips tightly, lifting them up until your body is aligned with his dick. You look up at him, your position kind of awkward because of the angle you’re lying on the futon. 

Sakazuki looks at you for a moment, then he presses the tip of his dick into your dripping core and then pressing further and further, stretching you almost uncomfortably until he is completely buried inside you. A long and guttural moan is pressed out of your lungs and you grab the pillow behind you for support. 

He thinks about giving you time to adjust but then decides against it, coming to the conclusion that he’s already spoiled you enough. He starts with slow but intense thrusts, letting you feel every inch of his hard cock; and you love it. Your eyes are pressed shut, enjoying what he is doing to you. His fingers are gripping your hips hard, pulling you closer with each thrust.

Your legs are stretched wide apart to fit him in between them and you are generally unable to move, let alone move away from him if you wanted. 

Sakazuki leans forward, pressing your lower body closer to you upper to get a better angle. He picks up his pace, his hand moving from your hip to your tits and squeezing them in the process. Another moan leaves your mouth and you arch your body against his touch, trying to move against his thrusts but it’s just not possible so you let him manhandle you. 

His hand moves from your tits to your throat and he closes it tightly around your neck, squeezing your windpipe shut. You try to gasp for air but to no avail, your hands instinctively claw at his larger on to loosen his grip but he is unforgiving.

Not long after does the lack of oxygen go to your head and you feel high. His dick inside of you feels more intense and Sakazuki seems to notice it as well since he slows down and lets you once again feel every inch of his hard dick which keeps rubbing against your walls. 

You open your eyes to look up at him, his lips slightly parted but otherwise having himself under control. Your lips form the word ‘air’ and you hope that he grants you the much-needed breath of oxygen. Sakazuki waits a little longer until panic starts to settle in, then he loosens his grip and you take in a long and deep breath of air but let it out right away through another loud moan he draws from you when he changes angles again in his dick presses against your special spot. 

“Shit!” he hisses when you tighten around him and his grip around your throat tightens reflexively again. You watch him close his eyes for a moment while he starts pounding into you before he opens them again to look at you. 

You watch your breasts move in tandem to his thrusts and how his massive dick is forced in and out of your cunt over and over again. 

Soon, this familiar tingling inside of you makes itself known again and you know that you’re close. 

Your legs twitch at the feeling that becomes more and more intense with watch thrusts, your body tenses and relaxes to cope with how quickly your orgasm is approaching. Sakazuki notices it as well. For a moment he considers denying you this one as well but he does not have unlimited time and he knows you need to leave soon. 

“You wanna cum?” he asks, stopping his thrusts for a moment, his dick still buried deep inside of you. Your walls are clenching around him, trying to force him to move but he doesn’t budge. His hand lets go of your throat and instead he places it right next to your head on the futon. 

Your eyes are red and watery due to the lack of oxygen but you know exactly what you want.

“Please let me cum, Sakazuki sama.” You whisper, biting your lip seductively. The fleet admiral presses his lips into a thin line and his hand clenches into a fist when he starts ramming himself into you, pressing you even further into the mattress while he fucks you into oblivion. 

You almost scream at this onslaught of his member and your orgasm hits you hard. Your whole body tenses, your toes curl, and your back arches from the futon. You throw your head back and let out one last long and loud moan while you cum hard around the older man. 

Sakazuki grunts in response, feeling how your pussy is trying to milk him and he is tempted to just let you squeeze him dry but he can’t do that. 

The small voice in his head forces him to pull out at the last moment before he unloads on your stomach and your tits, his cum covering you almost completely. 

He keeps his eyes closed for a moment to compose himself again, then he looks down at your wrecked form. 

“Fucking brat.”

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He wa already fully dressed and ready to go when you came out of the bathroom after getting rid of all the evidence of your morning session. 

He threw your clothes right at you, urging you to hurry since he had to go. You silently got dressed without complaint and then stood before him. 

“You’re not getting a goodbye kiss.” Sakazuki simply said and you huffed. “Why would I want that?” you retorted but internally not being completely against it. 

“Good. Just so we’re clear. This will never happen again.” He said and you rolled your eyes. You already knew this spiel and he always caved when you came back. 

“Sure. Whatever you say.” You turned around and walked towards the window. For a moment, you contemplated turning around one last time but decided against it. Instead, you just lifted your hand and gave a half-hearted wave goodbye. Then, you were gone.  

Sakazuki watched you disappear, not moving for a moment as if he was frozen in place. Then, he reaches for the den den-den-mushi on the cupboard.

“Borsalino, there might be a rouge pirate at Marineford.”

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The marine caught you by surprise and you were completely unprepared. You tried to get away from them but there were simply too many and you had to surrender. Now, you were led towards the big navy headquarter with its prison cells underneath the building, ready to be shipped off to Impeldown. 

First, you had no idea why and how they found you but realization hit pretty quickly when you heard admiral Kizaru speak into his den-den-mushi.

“You were right, Sakazuki. There was a rouge pirate running about Marineford.”

Of course, you thought to yourself with a bitter smile on your lips. Would’ve been too good to be true.

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“Do I wanna know why you knew there was a pirate running around HQ like this?” Borsalino sat on Sakazuki’s sofa in his office while the fleet admiral stood at the door, looking at the endless ocean. 

“You don’t need to know, Borsalino.” Sakazuki simply replied and with that the conversation was over for him. 

He felt weirdly dissatisfied but he dismissed it with the fact that he would simply miss having sex with you. This whole situation between you two was purely physical, nothing more. The kiss this morning was simply a slip-up and he just got carried away. It would never happen again. He would never see you ever again. Was it the right thing to have you locked up for the rest of your life?

Yes, absolutely. There was nothing wrong about locking up a criminal. He had his fun but if he kept this going this whole situation would simply cloud his mind and he couldn’t let that happen. 

Was it selfish to lock you up for the rest of your life?

Probably. But Sakazuki has never been known for being particularly selfless. 

He was the fleet admiral, after all. He didn’t get this job by being considerate but by being ruthless. And he would not change just for some good pussy.  

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Thank you for reading and staying with me all these years! I hope you enjoyed this whole story and I'm sorry not really for the not so happy ending. It just seemed right and fit Akainu's personality. He just seems like the type of guy who puts the marines over everything else.

Well, thanks a lot again!

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#i agree that it sucks but if you're writing just so people can pat you on the head...maybe...just maybe you should find one more reason to

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

can you write a cute drabble where the reader has just started dating steven and she’s sort of messing with steven saying little things to rile him up a bit, but steven is so darn cute that it flies over his head and marc is screaming to get out and though steven is confused, he does let him, and suddenly marc is cornering the reader with a smirk “care to repeat that sweetheart”

tongue tied.

pairing: steven grant x fem!reader x marc spector

word count: 500

warnings: suggestive, mostly fluff, also reader knows about the other alters

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1,070 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

#4

— citrus light.

pairing: steven grant x fem!reader (mentions of marc)

genre: pwp, smut

word count: 1.6k

warnings: glove kink, exhibitionism (they do it on the roof but no one sees), vaginal s.ex, dirty talking, rough s.ex, reader is aware of alters and moon knight, creampie, dom!steven, sub!reader

a/n: because i'm obsessed with mr knight

steven grant playlist

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1,450 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

#3

— make your tea and your toast | commission

special thanks to @magpie-scribbles for commissioning me! thank you so much dear, this was an absolute blast to write and I had the best time! hope you enjoy xx

pairing: jake lockley x fem!reader, steven grant x fem!reader, marc spector x fem!reader

genre: smut with a lil' bit of feeling (all of it with jake). minors dni

word count: 4.5k

summary: your first time meeting jake lockley. an alter neither steven nor marc knows about.

warnings: oral (receiving), vaginal s.ex, dirty talk, degradation, overstimulation, choking, dom!jake but also soft!jake best of both worlds, established relationship with both marc & steven, reader works at the museum, the use of slut & whore, rough s.ex

a/n: I kind of imagined this to be set after the series finale. The switches between steven and marc are smooth, they also don't know about jake.

disclaimer: the depictions of DID in this fic is based off of the show and the research I did on google, I am in no way saying that this is how it works so please take all of that info with a grain of salt. I am not a medical professional.

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1,515 notes - Posted May 21, 2022

#2

This is my commission piece for @some-piece​! Thank you so much for commissioning me once more! Writing Luffy smut was certainly a treat <3

Pairing: Monkey D. Luffy / chubby!fem!reader

Genre: pwp, sm.ut

Word count: 2k

Fandom: One Piece

Warning: jealous!luffy, possesive!luffy, creampie (multiple), biting/marking, mentions & consuming of alcohol, reader wears a very exposing dress and is happy about it, vaginal s.ex, anal s.ex, size kink, luffy makes his dick bigger inside, dirty talking, choking, luffy wraps his arms around reader very tightly, breath play, mild pain kink, overstimulation, using conqueror's haki during s.ex, gagging reader with fingers in mouth

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1,612 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

— soft dark nothing.

pairing: steven grant x fem!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, smut

word count: 3.6k

summary: Steven's been suffering from nightmares for a while now, you should've known better than to startle him awake.

warnings: reader accidentally getting wounded and bleeding but it's a very small wound nothing drastic, steven suffering from nightmares, i imagine this happening prior to the show so steven doesn't really know about marc yet, slow sensual love making with a lot of emotions, cumming inside, reader rides steven,

also "la tadhhabi" means "do not go" in arabic (this might be wrong i used google translate)

a/n: okay while writing this i wasn't sure if steven tied himself with a chain or a rope so i went with chain then i learned it's like a wire or something but i just rolled with it, enjoy! <;33

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[narakurosaki]

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oop send me a number of sm.ut dialogue for a small edwin piece.

Her left hand clutches desperately at his right, fingernails digging into the skin on the back of his hand. Her right hand grasps for the sheet beneath her body, only to move beneath the pillow. She takes a handful, threatening to rip a hole in the pillowcase’s fabric. Above her, Edward moves his hips in a rhythmic manner—he pulls out just enough to slam back inside of her, burying himself to the hilt. His face is in the crook of her neck, hot breath tickling her skin with each pant. Soft moans play like music in her ears; it had taken him multiple times spent together to gather enough confidence to be vocal, and she would be lying if she said it hadn’t been the hottest sound she’d ever heard.

He slides in and out with ease. Winry’s breasts bounce in time with his movements; Ed takes one in his left hand and runs the pad of his thumb across her nipple. Playing with her breasts drove her mad. She throws her head back against her pillow and moans, “Edward.”

His movements stop abruptly, his length halfway inside of her. He pulls his head from her neck to smugly grin at her. “Have I told you how much hearing you moan my name turns me on?”

She struggles to catch her breath, bucking her hips as the agonizing ache between her legs returns. Ed chuckles above her, stopping only to drop his head and moan wordlessly. “Dammit, Elric,” she’s breathless, desperate to feel as ethereal as she had seconds ago, “Don’t stop just to gloat.”

“Do it again.” What’s meant to be an order falls flat, tumbling awkwardly from the grinning mouth of an excited young man. Winry rolls her eyes; he was cute, she’d give him that, but she wouldn’t give in so easily.

“Can’t if you’re doing next to nothing,” she retorts, shooting him a glare. “Might as well finish myse—”

The remainder of her sentence fades as he returns to thrusting. He’s opted for a faster rhythm, slamming inside repeatedly. “Do it again,” he bites back his own moan. “Moan my name.”

Something inside of her snaps. He feels so good inside of her. She knows most women don’t have it as well off as her, lacking a man as selfless as hers, as willing to learn as hers, as focused on her pleasure rather than his own as hers… She claws desperately at his back, wraps her legs tightly around his waist, and writhes beneath him. “Edward,” she moans, clenching her teeth and tightly shutting her eyes. “Edward, Edward, Ed, Ed…!”

She swears she hears a strangled Winry escape him, and it’s the push she needs to fall off of the edge.

[sashi-ya]

Hello sashi! Can I request a shinigami!doflamingo,with a reader that's afab gender neutral. I don't mind the kinks xD Meido or Hell? (idk about japanese Lore?? Sorry)

And the prompt can be purgatory? xD if not I don't mind this too whatever you think it suits better to Doffy!

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Hola!!! So, since I know I owe you a Doffy fic (cause I just remembered I never posted the previous one for the Royals event) here I bring you a new more sinful one! I hope you enjoy!! Thank u so much for your support, babe! 💜

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒊! 𝑫𝒐𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒙𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒐 𝒙 𝑮𝒏! 𝑨𝒇𝒂𝒃! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑬𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍

➡ Tw: nsfw. Doffy is some kind of shinigami. shibari. overstimulation. punishment. oral. fucking in a dark void where reader is only able to feel but not to see. size kink. fingering. "knife" play (his threads are sharp). imo is kinda dark, my mental image was reader to be tied like crucified, but you can skip that. ➡ Prompt: Purgatory; chose your punishment, eternal pain, or eternal pleasure? ➡ wc: 1.3k ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist

There is a certain Shinigami, that not even Death sometimes can control. He is in charge of reaping the souls of those who deserve Hell.

He wears glasses, and it’s fancy enough to say that he doesn’t care about his uniform. This Shinigami does not have a typical scythe, he uses his fingers. And those fingers are skilful enough to create the sharp edge of a sickle which takes away the souls of sinners.

But who is he to punish the sinners? Doflamingo is a sinner too…The worst of all.

And there was also a sinner, a sinner that had to decide which punish to choose. There isn’t many times when Doflamingo gives this opportunity to mortals, but you were the one to experience his devilishly smirk while asking you so…

“So, you little mortal… welcome to the purgatory, where you will have the privilege to choose your punishment… just cause you look really tasty” he says, while you kneel in front of him. Nothing but the warm dim lights of candles glow up the place. Around is pretty dark, and it feels as if you were over a platform of rocks surrounded by pure void around.

You look at his blonde hair, and those glasses covering his eyes. How is he able to see in such a dark place with those? Perhaps he doesn’t need his eyes to do so.

He is undeniably sexy, but, is it the place for you to still succumb to lust? You are here in the first place because of it, because of being hungry, because of wanting pleasure… is that so bad? Why is it a sin?

You swallow, and even if you are not sure of being allowed to talk, you do, nonetheless. “What should be my options?” you ask, closing your eyes as you see his fingers wiggling in a special way.

“Your options… Mmh? Well, you have to chose in between eternal pain, or, eternal pleasure… But, I must warn you, everything has its consequences… that’s what both are called punishments”

Both options being named with that low but sexy voice sounds as enticing as dangerous, and, even if the most logical path would be to choose the worst of all because he has just warned you that everything has its consequences you don’t falter…

“Eternal pleasure”

A big grin gets plastered on the huge Shinigami’s face. He is pretty tall, and not only is he tall, but also looks well trained and strong. His tongue is as huge as the rest of his anatomy. He gloats at your sudden decision; probably sure you were choosing that one. Sure, and happy, happy that you decided to go that route with him.

“Then it’s done, you have chosen to eternally pleasure me. You will be my slave, you will be my hole, the body I will use until I’m satisfied for all of this eternity of a life”  he says, now letting you know why he warned you… “everything has consequences”

As soon as he finishes his speech, his big fingers tangle around your hair. He pulls you up from your kneeling position and pushes you back into the dark abyss.

You begin to fall back, feeling nothing around you but the gravity’s weight pushing your existence into an infinite nothingness. You close your eyes, it’s ok, after all you must be in hell, this should be part of your punishment.

Suddenly you stop falling, your body can’t move. Strings around you hold you tight, like an insect into a spider’s web, like a puppet moved by a puppeteer. “Are you scared, (Name)?” that man asks, knowing your name but you are still ignorant of his.

“I am….not” you whisper, still in pure darkness. You are not really scared, but curious at this point. “What’s your name, sir?”.

“That, you will discover soon little mortal”

The ties around your body begin to squeeze your flesh, and so much they do that they feel like cutting. Sharpest, finest objects that carve marks over your now ragged clothes.

In plain darkness you also suddenly feel his presence around you. His laugh, perverse but sexy reverberating in your ear, his warm breathe caressing your neck. Hands that touch you up and down, how many are they? How comes there are more than two?

“Are you ready for an eternity of pleasure, mh?” he whispers, and licks your neck up and down. “Hmm… yes, sir” you moan, covered in goosebumps.

The ties around your ankles pull in the contrary direction, spreading your legs efficiently and violently. You are not sure in which exact position you are now, since it’s like you were floating in the absence of light, but you don’t care. Probably dimensions are non-existent in Hell.

Engulfed by nothingness, you can only feel. You can’t see, but you can hear, you can smell, and you can taste. You squirm under his unexpected touch over your sex. He laughs, laughs, and laughs. This unknown Shinigami is having the time of his life, playing with the surprise effects of you not knowing what his next step will be.

“Wet… I want you more wet” he mumbles, now sticking his fingers inside you. He uses beckoning motions, violent, also crushing your neck with his free hand. Carotids being pressed, blood flow interrupted to your brain. Dizziness, and faintness mixed with explosive sensations on your lower belly.

Your back arches, and even if it isn’t resting against anything you feel like gripping your hands to almost lightweight silky sheets around you. Moans and whines your lips let out echo all around oblivion, your moans, and his sexy laughter. You can, however, despite not being able to see, imagine his grin close to your lips.

Of course, there is not much your body is able to resist, you are sure you are having more than two fingers going in and out of you, stretching you out. But, of course, this demon of a Shinigami isn’t satisfied with that simply stretch. He wants you to scream, to plead for more.

He suddenly stops, kisses now cover your skin. Wet kisses over the neck, that go up until your mouth. His teeth trapping your lower lip, pulling. You simply wish you were able to touch him, but you simply can’t. Your hands are tied, almost like crucified.

“Don’t fight to hard nor move, or you may end up cut… these strings are sharp, these are able to cut the chain of your soul… I don’t want you to bury you in hell before I give your proper punishment…” he suggest, as you feel the honed strand against your chest. It burns, but his tongue palliates the pain as he licks over your breasts.

The smell of iron reaches your nose, you are sure you have been at least cut by one of them, but you don’t care as his fingers have never stopped masturbating you and climax takes over your body.

This nameless punisher swallows the cries of pleasure of your body orgasming, but not for so long, since his mouth moves right where you thought you weren’t to take much more.

Wet tongue that now lands on your throbbing anatomy devours your orgasming spasms, giving you more, more and more. Body that feels like bursting from the inside out, overstimulating, prolongating an orgasm to the point of almost loosing consciousness. And you keep going, feeling your muscles tense, your bones on the verge of breaking, almost losing your mind…

Not enough, is not enough.  Eternal? Eternal pleasure?

Yes, eternal… that’s the catch…

A never stopping orgasm, and the intrusion of his sex into yours. You were not ready; you feel like you expand even if you were sure you couldn’t do it. You feel your walls on the verge of snapping, but the pleasure is so big, so endless. So eternal.

“You wanna know my name?” he says, in between pants as he thrusts into you, and you can feel your belly growing as he goes deeper. “Y-yes…”

“Doflamingo is my name, welcome to your punish, the eternal pleasure… a never-ending climax… now, take my cum on and on and on…”

[sashi-ya]

OMFG FOR YOUR DARK CORNER EVENT PLS MAY I ASK FOR BRAT TAMER SMOKER WHO'S LIKE HARDCORE BDSM, LALE AND I ARE JUST 🥵🥵🥵 ILY ASJKFFIHEHWHD

So to my future colleague... I hope this fic helps you feel better during these studying days 💁🏻‍♀️😈 Enjoy my sweetheart!! 💖 ~

😈💜Sashi's Dark Corner💜😈

NSFW ~ Smoker x F! Reader ~ Brat Tamer Captain

tw: NSFW. BDSM. Usage of gags and riding crop. Hard sex. Bratty sub/ hard dom. Face fucking. Masturbation. Hair pulling. Squirting. Spanking. Mild degrading and name calling. Cum swallowing and kinda of impregnation kink. Explicit as fuck.

wc: 1.3K

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He comes back from work, a stressful day as a Marine Captain has left him tired. She waits for him, always so eager to bother him, like the good brat she is totally naked. His leather gloves, she pleads for him to keep them on. Strings from saliva fall from her mouth as the heart shaped gag muzzles her voice and keeps her lips apart. She wants to be punished…

“I’m tired, not today” Smoker tells her, while he takes his heavy jacket off. You can’t speak, the gag ball heart prevents you from doing so, but you can communicate just fine. You want him to play with you, now.

You crawl, like a cat, towards his lap on all fours. Grazing your breasts against his leg, “mhhh” you moan just to make him want you. “Told you, brat. I’m tired…” he says, brushing your hair back, enjoying the way your mouth looks with such a beautiful artifact.

But you want him. Yes, you want him.

You turn around and crawl a little away from him. Right there on the kitchen’s floor you sit and spread your legs, showing at him your sex, wet, dripping, needy. “Mghh…” you moan, taking your hand towards it. Up and down, forming litmus strings with your arousal honeys in between your fingers. A sexy depiction of neediness and lustful intentions.

Smoker sits back on the chair, sighing. “You will push all my buttons, right?” he asks, crossing his legs… he is getting hard, definitely. You nod, “uhum…”. Sticking one finger in and out, you smirk. Twice. Knowing too well the captain hates you deciding by yourself. He is the one who guides your body, no finger goes inside you without him ordering you.

And you are definitely playing with fire now.

“Did I allow you to touch yourself?” he asks, bending forward and resting his elbows over his thighs. You giggle, tracing circles over your clit, making your inner thighs tremble and your mouth drool. “So you are playing the brat, I see…” he states, feeling the palm of his hand itchy for some spanks. “Stop touching yourself” he orders, but you ignore it and instead do it harder, and moan louder.

He stands up and walks up to you. Blowing the smoke of his cigars in your face he makes you stop by grabbing your arm and pulling you up. “Stand up, I told you to stop” he commands. His strong arms can lift you up like a feather. “Turn around” he says, pushing you towards the kitchen table, with your belly against the wooden material of it.

“Stay there, if you dare to move, I can assure the punishment will be more painful… I won’t fuck you even if you beg for it” he communicates you, and even if you are all about being a disobedient bitch for him, there is no way you would risk him not fucking you. “Uhum” you moan, as the gag won’t let you speak, and your jaw starts to feel tired.

His heavy boots’ steps resonate all around the house as he walks up to the room. You wonder what’s today’s pick… the flogger, a paddle, the cane or the riding crop? “Let’s see how he is feeling today…” you think, grazing yourself against the edge of the table to give your core release. You’ve been waiting for him all day, it’s not easy holding back for so many hours ~

He is back, you can perceive his powerful aura from even the stairs. You dare to look to the side, just to get a sneak peek of which instrument he has chosen. “Ah… the riding crop. Classic” you think, eager to feel the stinging pain of the small square of leather and the slight trepidation of being hurt by the stick itself… Those red marks… oh, those red marks that last for at least some days…

… but you don’t care, the pain and the fear, the submission and the punishment arouses you… and him.

Smoker hits his palm with it, as if he was warming the leathery chastising object before using it on your ass. “Good girl, at least you stayed still now” he says, now grazing so softly the tip of the crop up and down your back. From your nape to the small of your back. You know the stinge will come, but you don’t really know when, since he keeps moving it.

You purr, moving your ass side to side in a tempting, alluring, sinful motion. “Did I tell you to move, brat?” he asks, and before you could answer with a simple whine, the leathery strap engraves in your buttocks’ skin in a violent, painful motion. They say pleasure and pain are felt in the same area of your brain… you confirm it’s true. “Nghh…” you whimper, with your skin on fire and the sides of your mouth brilliant from the saliva.

“Are you going to behave? hum? you just can’t have dick everyday” he reminds you, pulling from your hair back to make you look at him. You fight against his grip, because you want dick every day, who doesn’t?

You deny with your head, you ain’t behaving. “Guess I’ll have to tame you then” he sighs, as if using your body to discharge the stress of the day was an awful job. “Come on, on your knees, bitch” he commands, giving you a last spank with the riding crop and making you kneel on the ground.

He lets for a second the crop over the table to simply unzip his jeans and free his sex. Hard, swollen, red, dripping, big. You can help but drool even more by the imagery in front of your eyes. “I imagine by now your jaw is perfectly opened for me to fuck you, isn’t it?”. You nod, avid for tasting the salty product of his arousal.

He unties your gag, it feels like a sudden relief… yet not for so long. “Come closer” he commands, using the stick on your back to bring your mouth closer to his dick. “Open big and hands on your back”.

Leather gloves graze your cheeks, and tightly tangle your hair around them. He sticks his sex, mercilessly up until your throat, face fucking you with such brutality you gag, drool, cry. On and on and on. Your core turns swollen, pulsating, dripping wetness… a lot. Your jaw feels even more tired, you feel your mouth fill with sticky release and his grunts accompanying that. “Swallow, now” he orders, and you comply. Warming your throat as it goes down, his cum is always well received.

“Good girl, look at your dripping pussy… Such a horny whore… let me fuck that arousal out of you” he says, smirking and pulling you up once again from your hair and throwing your trembling body against the table. “Spread” he commands, separating your legs with his knee and doing the same with your labia and his leathery fingers.

The captain lets his pants fall down into the ground and pumping his shaft a couple of times, he shows you he is indeed once again hard. “Will you hold it all inside, won't you?” he grunts guiding the tip into your entrance. “Y-yes, master” you moan, at this point about to come just by the anticipation of his huge dick inside you.

Smoker impales you, brutally. Using the riding crop, he makes you bite it. He grabs from each side, pulling your head back and giving you hard thrusts. You look like an animal, like a beast. He fucks you leaving marks on the commissure of your lips, you throw your eyes back, leaving them blank, body almost going limp. Sex so big, stretching your walls, hitting the perfect spot… ultimately making you come, shouting, trembling, squirting the base of his dick and the floor under you.

The marine comes too, filling your womb up with a new load of warm release. He does not pull off until the last drop is out of him, he wants you full, almost about to explode, he wants you to hold it in…

“Good girl, brat” ~

[littlesniggy]

"Shambles!"

Anon: Hey niggy! Nice to see you're opened again. can I have a "stuck in a wall" NSFW scenario with law? the reader could be getting into some antics with his crew, get caught and while mid trying to get away, gets room and shambled. the rest of the crew gets their bodies chopped and attached to each other but law's punishment to reader is a lot different. he splits them in half, but puts their other half somewhere on the ship in a wall while their lower part is being fucked in his room. maybe he's able to hear how loud they're getting at his "punishment" which motivates him to manhandle them harder. afterwards he shambled their top body to his room and asks if they've learned their lesson with a smug tone. hope this isn't too weird for you or anything! thank you!

Hey Anon! Thank you so much for requesting this. I had so much fun writing it and I could've gone on fo much longer but I didn't want to make it too long. Also, I hope you dont mind me deciding reader is female since it's easier for me to write such a scenario from a female point of view. Mixed the end up a little so hope you dont mind that either....sorry! I hope you enjoy it! Have fun!

Warnings: 18+, nsfw, slight spanking, kind of public sex I guess?, shameless smut

Pairing: Law x female reader

Word count: 3.2k

You thought it was a good idea to try and highjack the Heart Pirate’s submarine when they were off the boat near an island. I mean, it was a submarine after all, how cool was that?! Let alone the conveniences and the opportunity it offered; sneak attacks and fast getaways were just two of the things you could think about. Ever since you’ve first seen their submarine near a remote island you were kind of obsessed with it. It had crossed your mind to build one on your own but the prospect of getting one without having to put a lot of effort into it (compared to the long time it would take to actually build one) you decided to take it the next chance you’d get.

Well, turned out you had no idea how to operate it. You faintly remembered one or two of your crew mates arguing against taking the submarine, bringing up exactly the point that none of you had any idea how to handle this thing but somehow you ignored their reasonable concerns. Now, that you thought about it you should’ve taken them more seriously…

“Damn it!” you cussed, kicking against the machine with the hundreds of buttons blinking, frustrated by your failed plan. “Y’know, kicking won’t do a thing…” you heard a slightly raspy voice behind you. You spun around your sword already pulled out of the sheath, steady in your hand, trying to look threatening. Law looked at you amused, casually leaning against the doorframe while he watched you.

You didn’t answer him, your lips pressed into a thin line, a hostile look in your bright eyes. “I was wondering when you’d try and steal my submarine….it took you quite some time.” Law commented. Took you some time? How did he know?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” you instead played dumb. Law chuckled, slowly pushing off the doorframe and strolling towards you.

“No? Then what about six weeks ago? Or four weeks ago? Or last week? Did you really think I wouldn’t see you following us? And you never came closer to attack so you either wanted to steal the ship our…” he paused for a moment, the cocky grin on his face growing wider. “…you have a crush on one of us.” You felt your face heat up at the accusation. “A-are you insane? Of course I wanted you stupid ship!” you yelled out, trying to look as appalled as possible by his second assumption.

“I see.” Law simply hummed. The part about you having a crush on one of his men just crossed his mind; he wanted to see your reaction, already having determined that neither you nor your crew were any threat to him so why not toy a little with you?

“Well then, are you gonna leave my ship voluntarily?” he asked, cocking his head to the side, his sword rhythmically tapping the wooden floor beneath his feet. From outside you could hear the faint sound swords clashing against swords, yelling and screaming voices joining in.

“I wouldn’t be a pirate if I gave up the thing that I want without a fight.” You grinned, spinning your sword at him in an attempt to strike the captain. Law dodged your attack with a smooth motion, raising his hand at the same time. “Room!” he said. You didn’t know what was going on but you didn’t care. Your arm was moving on its own, aiming for Law’s head.

“Shumbles!” and then, you didn’t know what was going on. You knew you were still running but why weren’t you moving? Your arm brandished with the sword in your hand, missing Law by just mere inches. Why weren’t you getting any closer? Your eyes looked down but you couldn’t believe what you saw – or didn’t see.

“W-what’s going on?” your voice was a panicked screech as you looked around for any blood. But there was none. It didn’t even hurt. Out of the corners of your eyes you saw your lower body wander aimlessly around the room, trying to find you.

“What did you do?” you yelled at him, eyes wide in panic. Law’s smirk stirred the feeling of rage and helplessness inside your body even more, your arm desperately trying to reach but failing miserably. Law effortlessly bashed the sword out of your hand, the metal falling to the ground loudly. “Be happy I didn’t kill you.” The captain hummed. Before you could respond he snipped his fingers and suddenly, you were outside.

The cold breeze of the wind had you shiver slightly but that was soon forgotten when you realized two things. First, you were stock to something, something hard that wouldn’t let you leave. And second, your “crew” looked like fantasy creatures out of a kid’s story; there were people who consisted of only legs with feet, one pair glued to the other, some consisted of two upper body parts, their hands trying to get themselves off. Some had hands instead of feet and vice versa. You seemed to be the only one who was stuck to another object though.

“What the-? What’s going on?” you mumbled, not understanding the situation you and your crew were in. “Captain! Help us!” you heard your crew whine, the ones who had heads looking at you desperately.

“I…I can’t!” you said helplessly, your hands pushing at the surface you were stuck to. It was a wall. Why were you stuck to a wall? And why was your crew so….fucked up? And then it dawned on you. Law.

You felt your lower body wander around but you had no idea where it was? It was walking into walls constantly, bruises probably already forming on your skin. This bastard. You cursed, somehow trying to direct your lower body half towards where you were but it seemed to be to no avail.

You felt yourself stumble over something (a foot?) and fall onto something soft. Confused, you looked around but of course you couldn’t see anything. Then, something or someone was touching you, big and warm hands slowly moving up your bare leg before disappearing underneath your skirt.

“H-hey! Stop that!” you yelled, shaking your fist at the hand that was touching you. But it didn’t stop. The contrary was the case. A second hand joined the first one and you felt them almost expertly knead your butt. You gasped, face heating up at the touch out of embarrassment. What was going on? Another gasp escaped your lips when you felt someone sit down on your calves, giving you no chance to maybe wiggle away.

The hands squeezed your cheeks, pressing them together or pulling them apart before slowly but delicately pulling down your panties, revealing your bare ass.

“No…!” you panted, too flustered to actually yell. You didn’t know what to do, this situation was completely new to you and you didn’t like how this feeling of not knowing what was going on excited you to some degree.

You bit your lower lip when the hands caressed your flesh, nails scratching over your skin, probably leaving red bruises. Goosebumps started covering your body, you felt how the exciting feeling slowly but steadily grew, your pussy, to your shame, turning wet.

A surprised gasp, louder than before, broke past your lips when you felt a smack on your butt, then one more. Then, the warm hand caressed the hurting spot as if to apologize before it slapped you again, this time harder.

Your legs twitched but the weight was to heavy, you couldn’t rob away to escape from those sinful hands. Another slap, this time on your other cheek. “Stop!” you breathed, letting your head fall down, your eyes halfway closed. The hands spread your cheeks apart once more, cool air hitting some part of your wet folds and exposing your asshole in the process as well. This was so humiliating.

The weight on your legs shifted, the person apparently getting off of you and for a split second you hoped that it was over but your wishes were rudely shattered when those hands pulled down your panties completely, your skirt all ruffled up, exposing your bottom completely. Your legs tried to get off the bed but these two hands grabbed the back of your knees and pulled your legs apart. The person joined you on the soft surface again because you felt the fabric (probably a mattress) give in slightly and the person took a seat between your spread legs.

You struggled again, your upper body trying to get off the wall while your lower body tried to kick the person somehow but it was fruitless, the grip too strong. The hands moved up your legs to your thighs, wandering underneath them before effortlessly lifting you lower body up, pulling it even closer before pressing it against the other person’s body.

You stopped dead In your tracks with the struggling when you felt thick denim press against your wet core and a large bulge slowly rutting against you. The fabric created friction against your wet core, making you press your hands in front of your mouth to suppress a moan that threatened to slip out. What was going on?

One hand moved from your thigh to the small of your back right above your ass, pressing your body down even harder, the tip of the bulge covered by the jeans trying to enter you but it was impossible due to the restrains. It made you feel hot nonetheless; the slight rutting against your pussy while the hand pressed you down.

Your legs tried to close themselves but the body was in the way so you were stuck with quivering legs and the sweet, sweet feeling that spread further and further through your whole body.

The hand that had remained on your thigh until now moved as well. First, it caressed your butt once more, then it slowly moved around you and you knew where it was headed. “God, please don’t!” you whined but the other person couldn’t hear your pleas. You bit the back of your hand harshly when you felt the hand find your clit and slowly circle it in order to suppress the lustful moan.

“Captain….are you okay?” you heard the voice of one of your crew members. You forced yourself to lift your head to look at the man, hoping you didn’t give away too much. “E-everything’s okay….don’t worry. Someone is just….messing with me.” You pressed out but the concerned look on his face didn’t vanish. “I wish I could help you captain.” He said but since he was stuck to another crew mate’s upper body he couldn’t move. “I-I’ts okay.” You said before biting the back of your hand again, your other hand trying to claw at the wall you were stuck to.

Now, the whole hand was cupping your dripping pussy, rubbing against the sensitive folds and clit, almost driving you crazy. You felt your hips buck against the touch and you were ashamed of such primitive actions but you couldn’t stop yourself. It felt too good.

Law looked down at your lower body half, the one he had followed into his bedroom. It had only taken him one quick move of his foot to have you stumble onto his bed and the rest was history. He felt your juice covering his palm, the flat pressing against your sex, feeling how more and more of your juice ran out. At first, it was weird to only have a lower body but he soon came to appreciate how much power he had over you. It was so easy to manhandle you this, completely defenseless and at his mercy.

His cock was pressing painfully against his pants, wanting to get out and take a dip into your dripping hot core. He felt how wet you were and he knew you wouldn’t need any more preparation than this, you pussy was just too willing, almost begging him to fill you up with his dick.

He kept palming your sex with his one hand while his other hand simultaneously opened his pants and pulling them down a bit. His cock sprung free and Law sighed at the freedom in relief. It slightly bobbed up and down, lightly slapping your butt cheek in the process. He felt your jerk at the feeling, more juice coming out, already dripping off his fingertips. He positioned himself between your cheeks and started rubbing his dicks between them his wet palm now resting on your hip, holding you in place. He watched his dick slide over the small of your back, leaving a slight and warm trail of pre-cum on your skin.

The moment you felt it hit your cheek you knew what it was and your pussy twitched in excitement. Then, his dick was rubbing against you, the delicious feeling on your core sadly disappearing at the same time. The cock made you shudder lustfully, the shaft brushing against your anus from time to time.

Your head was hanging low again, your eyes now fully closed, your mouth agape and your breathing ragged. This was so wrong but it felt so good. Your hands braced themselves against the wall when you felt him move and position his dick at your entrance, the warm head teasing your folds and your clit, driving your crazy.

You took in a deep breath and waited for the thrust but it didn’t come. Confused, your hips wiggled a little rubbing against the mushroom head in the process. You let out the breath you were holding slowly when suddenly his hips snapped forward, his whole length buried inside your cunt and a loud, uncontrolled moan was ripped from your body.

All eyes were on you but you couldn’t see them, stars were blurring your vision at the intense feeling.

Law had heard your loud moan and the grin on his face grew even wider, his breath coming out in short pants at the feeling of your tight pussy. Damn, this felt good. He looked down at your quivering form, your hips already starting to move as good as possible, wanting him to move along. The captain grabbed your hips with both hands before he started moving in and out in long and languid moves as if not to exert himself too much. This, however, didn’t mean that he was sloppy; Law, being a doctor, knew exactly where to hit you to get the desired reaction out of your willing body.

And, oh boy did he not get disappointed. With each thrust you felt him hit your sweet spot, forcing out mewls and moans and pants and groans every time he hit it. It felt so good, your nails were scratching over the surface of the wall, your head was moving from one side to the other and your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

“Fuck!” you hissed, sweat starting to cover your body, dripping down onto the deck. You wanted to rip your top off your body but had so much sense left in your head not to do it and expose yourself even more to your crew who were staring at you wide eyed, not knowing what was going on. If you were lucky they thought you were in pain…

You felt how he picked up his pace slowly while also changing the angle a little. He pressed you further down into the mattress by the small of your back while simultaneously lifting up your ass even more. You could feel that he was now leaning on top of you, your knees the only thing supporting your weight on the mattress. His hand found your hip again before he started thrusting into you with all his force, moving your hips against him, his nails digging into your flesh.

It felt so weird to be fucked with such force and your upper body not moving at all, the pleasure everything you could feel, while your lower half was fucked raw. You couldn’t hold back the loud moans, your head was thrown back, exposing your lustful face to your and Law’s entire crew. But you didn’t care. Your mouth was open and your tongue was hanging out like a dog’s. You wanted more…What if one of your men would catch on and fuck your mouth as well? What if they all got up and stand in line to use you like a cum dump while you made two cum with your hands…? God, you shouldn’t be having these thoughts at all but the dick inside your pussy was fucking you stupid.

“H-harder!” you heard yourself pant, feeling how you slowly reached your climax.

Law felt how you started to clench around him more and more and he knew you were close. His dick was twitching inside of you as well, indicating his orgasm not taking too long to hit either. He looked at your lower body and didn’t want it to end like this. He pulled out, flipped you over in one smooth go before he pressed his cock inside of you again, pounding into you like a madman. He heard your moan and it fueled his orgasm even more. He lifted his hand again and with one go your upper body was where it belonged, your lustful face for his eyes now alone. Fuck. He thought.

You opened yours to look up at a sweaty face looking back, a cocky smirk mocking your current state. You didn’t care. Law kept pounding into you, now your body was moving wildly over the bed, your breasts moving in tandem. Law’s hand reached up to your top, pulling it up together with your bra, revealing your tits to his eyes, your perky nipples hard from pleasure.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer while moaning to his thrusts. So close. You were so close and you wanted to cum so desperately, incoherent mumbles mixing in with your moans, begging him not to stop. The Hear Pirate’s captain savored your messy form, taking in every twitch of your face, every small or loud moan you made.

His hand reached down and with one hard pinch to your clit pushed you over the edge, making you scream while you came around his cock. Your pussy clenched hard around him, bringing you to his orgasm after three more thrusts, emptying himself inside of you with a low grunt, his eyes closed and mouth slightly agape.

Breathlessly, your body went limp, legs sore and exhausted. Your eyes were closed, the after-wave of your orgasm still clouding your mind. You felt how low slowly pulled out, his body lying down on top of yours, his hot, breathy pants brushed against your ear. You didn’t say a word, just listened to his rapid heartbeat.

You felt his lips brush against the shell of your ear, liking the feeling of it. “Don’t ever dare trying to take my ship again, understood?” he whispered, his hands squeezing your hips to empathize his words. You bit your bottom lip, not responding to his threat.

Law got up from you and got off the bed, pulling up his pants and closing them. You opened your eyes and saw him taking in your spent form shamelessly, making your face heat up and finally close your legs.

“Have fun trying to explain this to your crew mates.”

[littlesniggy]

Devine Juice

Anon: Heyo! How are ya? I hope all is well! I was wondering if I could get Zoro with a chubby fem s/o who wants him to help her lose weight but he gets a turned on my her. He tries to make a move but she’s too shy. He thinks it’s cute, and works through it and makes his move. Nsfw please!

If not have a lovely day/night and have some good vibes!

-🥐 annon

Hey Anon! Thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy it! I honestly have no idea how Zoro would be in a relationship other than still being lazy but I think it's not too far off. Maybe.

Pairing: Zoro x chubby fem! reader

Warning: 18+, nsfw, smut, insecure reader, tongue and finger f******

Word count: 1,7k

“Huh? Help you lose weight?” Zoro looked up at you from his lying position, his eyes wandering up and down your body. “How come?” he asked, his eyes lingering a little too long on your curvy hips. “I like the way you look.” He added. You blushed slightly, fidgeting with your fingers and looking at your feet, not noticing his wandering eyes.

“I…I just want to get in shape a little more.” You said quietly, not telling him that you might or might not be a little insecure about your body, especially since the two of you haven’t done the naughty thing yet. You were wondering what he would think about your body. You weren’t wearing anything that didn’t suit your body – you knew you were looking good – but it was always a different thing seeing someone in clothes and seeing someone naked.

“What were you thinking about?” You looked at him, a little bit confused, blushing about your thought. “W-what?” you stuttered. Zoro raised an eyebrow and sat up. “What kind of training do you want to do? Cardio? Muscle? Both?” “U-uhm….I guess cardio is the best way to lose weight…” you suggested. Zoro nodded and got up into a standing position.

“Then let’s get going!” he announced, walking past you towards the training room he was always using. “What? Right now?” you asked, following him. “But I have to get changed into work out clothes before!” Zoro sighed and looked at you over his shoulder. “Fine. But hurry! Your training is about to start!”

It was harder for Zoro than it was for you. Not that this light training he was doing with you had him sweating or anything but he always had to look over to you. You were too focused on doing squads, not realizing that he had stopped moving, his eyes following a small bead of sweat running down your neck and disappearing in your cleavage. He slowly moved around you as if he was checking if you were doing it right but honestly he just wanted to take a look at your butt sticking out every time you crouched down.

Wild fantasies came to his mind when seeing your legs tense up and easing again. He imagined your legs wrapping around his hips – or better yet his head – as he made you cum over and over again. Now it was his turn to not notice how you stopped and looked at him, face red from the workout.

You tried to catch his attention but he seemed to be lost in thought. Confused, you knitted your eyebrows together and caught the bulge between his legs out of the corners of your eyes. A gasp escaped your lips, snapping Zoro back into reality.

“Did you say anything, Y/n?” he asked. You pointed down at his crotch, your face now beet red from embarrassment and you averted your eyes. Zoro’s face turned red Immedeatly but he caught himself soon after.

“Sorry. I just can’t help it. You’re just too….tempting.” he said, making you blush even further if that was possible.

“D-don’t say something like this when I’m sweating like an animal.” Your voice was meek, barely audible. How could he say something like this in a situation like this? You were not looking sexy in any way right now! But Zoro seemed to have a different opinion on this matter.

“If you could see yourself right now you’d think the same.” He chuckled, coming closer to you. Instinctively, you made a step back and Zoro stopped, looking at you a little bit concerned. “You okay?” he asked. “Did I do something wrong?” why were you backing away? Did he scare you?

“I-it’s nothing.” You tried to play it down but he didn’t buy it. “Tell me.” He made another step towards you, halting right in front of you and looking you in the eyes. Butterflies filled your stomach; you bit your lips, unconsciously inhaling his scent. He smelled so nice. Zoro put a hand under your chin, lifting it up. You hadn’t even noticed that you were staring at the floor in front of you.

“Tell me.” He insisted again, his calloused thump gently stroking your bottom lip. “I….I just feel a little insecure.” You answered reluctantly but honestly. “Why? What could you possible feel insecure about?” it was a genuine question and it made your heart flutter. How could he not see your potential insecurity? Especially since he was simply ripped.

“You’re the most beautiful woman I know.” God, he was making this really hard for you. Every word coming from his mouth, every honest compliment he made had your insecurities pushed to the furthest corner of your mind – little by little.

He leaned down, his lips only brushing against yours.

“I’ve noticed that you keep pushing our first time further and further away, always finding an excuse. First I thought you didn’t like me.” His hot breath ghosted your skin, his low voice making your knees weaker.

“I love you.” You said, almost sounding like you were defending yourself. You didn’t want him to think you didn’t like him – cause the opposite was true!

“I know. And I love you, too. But now I get why you did it. And I have to tell you your reason is stupid.” Ouch. “It’s not stupid. It’s normal to feel insecure about your body from time to time.”

“But you don’t need to. Maybe I have to show you just how perfect I think you and your body are.” He closed the distance, giving you no option to protest as he started kissing you. His hands moved over your arms and rested on your hips, lazily massaging your hips.

Then, his hands moved up, under your sweaty shirt, slowly pulling it up and over your head. You tried to hide yourself from his eyes but he gently pushed your arms down, looking at your body.

“You wanna know what exactly I like about your body?” No sound left your mouth as hhe moved his lips to your mouth. “Your lips….” he kissed your neck. “And your neck….” Lips touching your collarbone. “…and this part….” Your face heated up again when his hands found their way under your sports bar, pulling it off as well. “And especially those two.” He grinned, burying his face between your breasts, his hands massaging the soft flesh.

You let out a small moan, your look one of arousal and embarrassment. He moved further down, kissing your belly, appreciating every single inch with either his mouth or his rough hands until he stopped at your waistband. He looked up at you, waiting for you to either give him permission or stop. You bit the inside of your cheek, nodding slightly.

Zoro pulled your leggings down, leaving you in your panties. His hands moved up and down your legs, massaging the flesh there as well. The closer he got to your core the wetter you got. Kneeling in front of you, he must be seeing the dark stain on the fabric. He grinned at you, licking his lips before letting his tongue glide over your clothed sex, making you moan and your legs quiver.

He pulled you down to lay on your back, positioning himself between your legs.

“Do you know how much I’ve waited for this, Y/n?” he whispered, his hands hooking under the waistband of your panties, slowly pulling them down, exposing your wet heat to his eyes. “Z-Zoro…” you started but stopped, not knowing why you said his name. The swordsman smiled at you before he made himself comfortable between your legs, laying on his stomach, his hands hooked under your thighs and holding them in place while he spread your legs.

“Itadakimasu.” He purred before his tongue licked over your slit, making your hips jerk against his mouth in response. Zoro pressed you down even further, rendering you unable to move too much. And that’s when he went to town.

His lips latched onto your clit, sucking at it while circling his tongue over it. You moaned out in pleasure, throwing your had back. You could feel his grin against your wet core as he let go if your clit, sliding his tongue over your slit over and over again, making wet noises as he did. His tongue dipped inside your sex, ravishing every inch it could reach. Your juice was flowing out like a river as he tongue fucked you, your legs trying to get free from his grip.

You couldn’t hold back your moans, even when you pressed your hands against your mouth, not doing too much to muffle the shameless sounds.

“Zoro…!” you gasped as he sucked at your clit again. His one arm let go of your thigh, entering your sex with two fingers and moving them in and out, curling them inside of you in just the right angle.

You managed to get his other hand off your thigh somehow as well and wrapped your legs around his head, pushing him closer into you. You heard him groan in pleasure as he picked up his pace, licking up every bit of your sweet juice and slowly driving you to your orgasm.

“Shit…Zoro! I-I’m gonna….!” But it was too late and you came with a breathtaking orgasm that knocked all the air out of your lungs.

Your muscles slowly relaxed, Zoro still drinking the sweet nectar between your legs. Nothing was to be wasted!

Breathlessly, you laid there, trying to get a clear thought again. Zoro got up from between your legs, licking up the rest of your cum from his mouth, grinning wide.

“Do you still feel insecure? Do you still wanna postpone our first time together?” His smirk was almost cocky, knowing you wouldn’t say no after he just drank you like you were a bottle of his booze.

You grinned at him as well, confidence filling your body. “Then show me what you’ve got. I can take more.”

[littlesniggy]

Thank you for the meal

Anon: hey! I'm late, but I noticed that Luffy is one of your favorite male characters and I just wanted to know if it was possible to ask for a sceanrio with luffy pls? i know you're only 18+ but i don't really have a clue what to ask but i love everything you write so much!

Tank you xoxo :3

Thank you so much for requesting Luffy! First time writing nsfw for him and I don't know if I like wirting dirty things for him since he's such an innocent bean and quite frankly I can't really see him being sexually active at all. But maybe if food is involved he could make an exception...Also, this one's a little shorter than usually just because I cut straight to the point so there will be smut from the beginning lol

Warning: 18+, nsfw, foodplay

Pairing: Luffy x female reader

Word count: 1.1 k

When you had started eating dinner together with Luffy, you never expected to turn out the way they did. You were lying on the table – naked – and different kinds of meat scattered on top of you. Your legs were dangling from the tabletop, Luffy sitting between them on a chair and his face buried between your thighs, licking up the rest of the sauce one piece of meat had left before (of course said piece of meat was already gone). You would’ve giggled but instead a deep moan left your body due to his fingers thrusting in and out of your core.

Your thighs were quivering, you were ready to press them together just to get some rest for a moment but the captain wouldn’t let you. “Stop trying to close your legs, Y/n!” he complained, looking at you from between your legs with a pouty expression. “You’re making it very hard for me to get all the nice sauce.” You bit your lips, trying to suppress another moan wanting to come out. He added another finger, curling them up inside of you just the right way.

“L-Luffy! You’re gonna make me cum if you keep….if you keep going like this!” you warned him, trying to find something to out your feet on for support but you couldn’t find anything. “Hold it back then, Y/n! Geez, just let me have some fun here.” He mumbled, his mouth finding your other thigh, eating another piece of meat off your skin, scratching your warm flesh in the process. Hot waves of pleasure jolted through your body and you wanted him to finally pay attention to your clit. You loved his fingers but for some reason (you had no idea where he learned it from) he was really good at giving head. So, of course you wanted to experience it once again!

As oblivious as Luffy usually was, he wasn’t stupid and he knew what you wanted; by the way you tried to inch closer to his mouth with your core, by the way you tried to wrap your legs around his head from time to time to get the same result, or by the way you clenched around his fingers every time his hair as much as brushed against your sex by accident. But there was still meat on top of your body and, as much as he’d love to, he wanted to take his time eating it – just this once.

To your dismay, Luffy removed his fingers from your core, licking your juice off his digits. You stared at him in slight disbelief that he stopped just like this. You had just started feeling the knot inside your belly tighten slowly, more waves of pleasure starting to hit you with each thrust and all of a sudden – empty!

Your body twitched under his intense eyes skimming over your body, locating the rest of the food on top of it. He pushed your body back a little, giving you enough room to place your feet on the tabletop. Luffy leaned over you, his muscular body hovering over you, and a huge smile on his face. You felt the tip of his dick against your entrance, wondering when he had opened his pants in the first place.

“Luffy….take me…” you whispered, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Of course. What else would I do?” he asked before pushing inside of you, closing his eyes, relishing your tight, hot core. “Y/n!” he gasped, grabbing your hips with quite some force. You moaned in response, pulling him closer against your body but Luffy pushed back, opening his eyes to look at you. “I can’t keep eating if you press me against you like this!” he complained.

You face dropped for a moment, trying to comprehend that he was still thinking about the food while buried deep inside your cunt. “Are you serious?” you asked with a dead pan expression. “Of course. Why would I joke about meat?” he asked, obviously confused. “As long as I take you while I eat, you shouldn’t be able to complain, right?” Just as he finished his question he emphasized his words with a hard thrust, forcing a moan out of your body. “See? No problem.”

He lowered his head, starting to eat the rest of the food off your body while he moved his hips against yours in a slow but steady rhythm, filling you out just right. His hair was tickling your skin, his soft lips caressing your flesh while he ate piece after piece off your body. His tongue circled your nipple while licking off the same sauce he was devouring moments before in your thighs, making your arch your back to press your titis closer to his face.

As a response, he closed his lips over your other nipple, sucking on it while his tongue, once again, licked off some sauce. The pace of his thrusts increased, the table underneath you two moving to the force he had. Your legs wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling him closer. Loud moans, some coherent, some not, echoed through the room. “L-Luffy….harder…please…!” you panted, moving your hips against his thrusts. The pirate above you grunted, letting go of your swollen nipple and looking down at you. He checked if he got all the food left on your body before grinning at you even wider than before. “Thank you for the meal.” Luffy increased his pace once again, the loud sound of skin on skin resonating from the walls around you.

It didn’t take long for you to cum with a loud moan around him; bright dots darted over your vision, making your eyes go blurry due to the sheer force it hit you with. Your walls clenched tightly around his dick, making him fill you up almost immediately, your cunt milking him dry, not wanting to let him go just yet. Luffy rode out his orgasm with a few lazy thrusts, collapsing on top of your body once he was completely spent.

He raised his hips a little, pulling his dick out carefully. You felt empty without him inside of you but your sensitive walls were glad about the break they got. You started stroking his black hair, running your fingers through his sweaty strands. You let your legs carefully dangle off the tabletop again, his body being like a blanket covering you. Even though this position was uncomfortable, you didn’t want to push him away from you, enjoying the peaceful time after your orgasms and closing your eyes.

You only realized Luffy was not, as originally expected, asleep but instead was making chewing sounds. Confused, you opened your eyes to see Luffy still lying on top of you but with a new, big piece of meat in his hand, munching down on it. “Really?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “It’s not my fault it makes me hungry. Give me some time and I can go again.”

[littlesniggy]

Tension

Anon: Hi💕 I absolutely love your works but I never did a request so here I am with my first one🙈 can I ask for a fem reader x Bartolomeo smut scenario? I was thinking about it taking place in Dressrosa, his S/O being part of his crew and participating with him at the coliseum in attempt of winning the Mera Mera no Mi... just doing it in a hidden spot of the coliseum to take off some tension before the fights begin👀 and I would love Bart to use the barrier at some point to have one more surface and have a part of the act on it... I feel so sinful but I would love so much to read something like that🙈😍

Thank you in advance, have a great day :3💕

Thank you for requesting this! It was fun writing and I hope you like it!

Warning: NSFW, 18+, a little bit of blood

Pairing: Bartolomeo x fem! reader

Word Count: 2k

You kissed along his neck, your soft lips sucking on the warm skin slightly, leaving some minor hickeys. Bartolomeo sucked in some air as you nibbled on a particular sensitive spot, making blood rush to his nether regions. He has never been happier about your skimpy outfit; barely hiding your most private parts. He loved the way you dressed in general but he wanted to show you off to the crowd outside so you deciding to wear practically nothing was the best way to do so. Plus, he didn’t need to take a lot of time to undress you.

His hands moved the revealing piece of fabric from your breast away, giving sight to two perky little nubs, almost begging for attentions. “That’s a sight only a captain should ever be able to see-dabe!” he laughed. You looked up at him with a seductive smirk, letting up on the skin of his neck. “Captain’s been a little negligent with his attention to his two most precious friends. You’ve been under stress lately; coming to Dressrosa, your goal to get the Mera Mera No Mi, you wish to meet Luffy-senpai – why don’t you relieve some of the stress on them?” You had grabbed your boobs, holding each in one hand and massaging them a little bit.

His hands replaced yours in no time and he started kneading the soft flesh, brushing your nipples in the process before circling his thumbs over them in synch. A small moan was your answer and you leaned into his touch. His skilled hands sent small electric impulses through your body right to your core, soaking the panties you were wearing in the process. You had your eyes closed and your mouth slightly agape, enjoying his teasing.

You wanted to touch yourself down there but you knew, whenever the two of you got intimate, Bartolomeo just loved to be the first one to touch your pussy, feeling just how wet you were. He once told you that he would really love to know whenever you’re horny so he could touch you and see for himself before you got down to business yourself.

Instead, you grabbed the waistband of his pants and slowly let your hand wander over the thick fabric, over the obvious bulge underneath it and massaging his dick through the material. His cheeks turned slightly red at your touch and he took it as an invitation to lean down and suck on your nipple, scratching the sensitive flesh with his sharp teeth. He sucked on the nub and bit down around it after wards, making your body jolt in pleasure and pain. He repeated the process – sucking, biting, sucking, biting – over and over again before switching sides and doing the same thing with your other breast. His hips were thrusting against your hand in the meantime, searching for more friction.

“C-Captain?” you panted, looking down at his green hair. He looked up at you, his lips glistering from his saliva and your blood. “Shit…” you hissed at the sight of your abused skin – small wounds surrounded your nipples and they were swollen from his ministration.

“What is it-dabe?” he asked, not breaking his eyes contact when he worked your mound with his mouth again, sucking on it hardly.

You couldn’t stop yourself from moaning and throwing your head back. You rubbed your thighs together for some friction and wanted nothing more than for him to touch you.

“I-I’m so wet….can you touch me?” you panted. Bartolomeo grinned when he let go of your nipple and getting into a straight position again. His eyes traveled down your body, your bruised skin, your heaving chest, your stomach and the last piece of fabric separating his eyes from your completely exposed body.

He dipped his hand down and followed the lines of your panties, tickling you in the process, making you even hornier. He crossed his fingers of the other hand. “Barrier!” he said and one appeared right behind you in a horizontal position. “If you want me to touch you, you need to lay down and show me just how needy you are-dabe:” a childish glint was in his eyes when you followed his orders and laid your back onto the see-through barrier, positioning your feet on it as well, spreading your legs to give him the perfect view of your clothed sex.

He came closer, a shit-eating grin on his face as he put his hands on your knees, pushing them further apart. His left hand traced some invisible lines on your skin, your thigh quivering a little from this feeling. When he stopped close to your core he took a closer look, leaning down so close that he could smell your heat.

“If the other contestants see that you’re horny during a life and death situation like this they might consider sparing you just to fuck your pretty, little, wet pussy-dabe.” He purred, admiring the big stain on the dark material. You whimpered at his words and moved your hips a little towards his breath, wanting him to touch you already.

“Should your captain give in to your needs?” he looked at you through your spread legs, licking his lips in anticipation. “Yes, please.”

You felt his finger poking your entrance through the panties, pushing the fabric inside of you a little. “Ah!” You moved against his finger in a desperate attempt for more.

“Hah! You’re so wet! Can’t believe how needy you are in a situation like this-dabe!” Bartolomeo moved his finger in and out of you, wetting your panties more and more until it was soaking wet, also coating your finger with your hot juice. “What a lewd girl you are-dabe.” He praised removing his finger from your core and pulling your panties over your legs until he was holding them in his hand, dangling from his index finger.

You followed his hand with your eyes, watching him toss your soaking panties at you. You caught them, felling the wet material under the touch of your fingers. “So, wet, right-dabe?” he chuckled, his crossed fingers tracing your wet lips. “Captain! Don’t say such dirty things to me…!” you whined, the panties fell to the ground and you propped your upper body up with your arms, giving you a better view of the man in front of you.

“Stop acting coy. I can see how much this all turns you on. It’s as if your pussy was holding a sign that reads ‘Please, come in. I’m open!’-dabe.” His fingers pushed passed your lips, feeling your hot walls envelope him. His dick twitched inside his pants and he needed to pay it some attention soon!

You fell back on your back, spreading your legs a little further and savoring his fingers inside of you. His thick digits, still crossed, massaged your walls from the inside and due to the curvature of his crossed fingers they brushed against your sweet spots from time to time. Bartolomeo had found out about this a couple of weeks ago when he took you on top of his barrier the first time. By the end you were too exhausted from cumming around his fingers that he had to wank himself off. Since then, he always made sure not to make you cum with his fingers but tease you as much as possible.

He watched his fingers disappear inside your sex over and over again and listened to your moans as he hit the right spot inside of you. Your juice that was slowly flowing out was making a mess underneath you on his barrier. Bartolomeo crouched down and licked the juice up with his tongue before he flicked his tongue over your hot flesh.

“Bartolomeo! Do this again!” you moaned. “Hahahaha! You like my tongue, don’t you-dabe?” His quick muscle seeped at your flesh, drinking you with every thrust of his fingers. “C-captain…!” you moved your hips against his touch, fucking yourself on his fingers and his tongue. You felt a familiar knot inside your body and you had learned to tell him if this happened.

“I’m close!” you pressed out, your whole body writhing on his barrier. Bartolomeo pulled away with a grin and got back up, looking down at you with hungry eyes, his teeth sparkling in the dim light of the colosseum. His hands opened his pants and pulled them down until they were pooling around his ankles. His proud dick was hanging heavy, pre-cum leaking out of his tip. “Are you gonna fuck me with that, captain?” you asked, innocently, biting yout lips and not being able to avert your eyes from the prize. You saw it twitch at your words, seeming excited about what was about to happen.

“You can be damn sure about this-dabe!” Bartolomeo gave himself some lazy strokes, closing his eyes and concentrating on the hot feeling inside his stomach for a moment. You watched him with hunger in your eyes and let your finger circle your bruised nipples, spreading your legs as well. The captain opened his eyes again, his grin coming back on his face.

“Turn around. I wanna take you like an animal-dabe.” His voice was low, making you shiver in anticipation. When you heard this voice you knew he meant business and wanted to fuck you senseless. So, you obliged and turned around on your stomach, leaving your legs hanging from the barrier, your ass on display for him. You felt his hands on your ass, appreciating the firmness of your flesh before moving down and lifting your legs up, your feet leaving the floor.

Your lower body was up in the air, your legs around his waist and your arms flat underneath your body, supporting your upper body like this. You felt his thick mushroom head against your entrance, teasing you for a little before pushing passed your lips, sliding inside of you. He groaned in pleasure, clawing at your thighs from the feeling. You gasped and let your head fall against the surface of the barrier, your eyes closed and concentrating on the intense feeling inside of you.

He pushed further, with each inch he filled you out the small moan inside your throat became louder and louder until he was buried deep inside of you. “Damnit! So tight-dabe!” he hissed, giving you some time to adjust to his dick. But you didn’t want to wait for more. You wiggled your hips a little and clenched around him. “So eager-dabe.” He withdrew his dick almost completely and snapped them back forward the next moment. A loud, animalistic moan echoed through the empty halls. He found a fast but steady rhythm, moving your body forth and back on his barrier. “Do you want the whole arena to hear you? If so, then keep up the moans-dabe!”and you gladly took on his offer. Shameless moans filled your surroundings and you couldn’t care less if anyone found you like this.

Bartolomeo was fucking you into oblivion, his moans joining yours in no time. He had some difficulties not un-crossing his fingers but he over the time he had managed to hold them together.

“Damnit, Y/n! I’m gonna cum soon-dabe!” he moaned, looking down at you, waiting for you to tell him if you were close as well. He loved cumming together with you.

“M-me too!” you panted, moving against his thrusts, his dick consuming your mind completely.

With one last sharp thrust he pushed you over the edge, your scream filling the empty corridor and you clenched hard around his dick. Bartolomeo took another two thrusts before he came inside of you, moaning loudly and filling you with his seed.

Panting, you stayed like this for a moment, your heavy breathing the only thing that could be heard. He pulled out carefully, let your legs back down and fell onto your back, his hot breath right next to your ear.

“Did I manage to take off some of your stress, captain?” You asked with a weak smile, looking at him out of the corners of your eyes. He laughed breathy, his lips finding the spot behind your ear that you loved and pressed a kiss against. It. “You bet! And now, let’s get this Mera Mera No Mi and make Luffy-senpai proud!"

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Submission

Anon: I love your stuff. Please can I get a rough one sided Arlong x nb reader? Theres ni mermaids around on arlong park but he's had his eye on a super femme nb mer person on his crew and doesn't like rejection. Thank yoooou

Oh my God I hope I didn't mess this one up! It was the very first time writing for a femme nb reader and I have no idea if it was in any way accurate so I tried to keep it as neutral as possible. Thank you for requesting this but I think I might not be the best person to write for nb readers. 😶 If you liked it though feel free to send something in again but as I said it was quite difficult for me. I tried my best though!!

Also, thanks to a certain creator who brought up the topic of sharks having two penises I had to include it and I feel dirty 🙈 I’m so sorry !

Warning: 18+, noncon, abuse, swearing, not for sensitive readers

Word count: 1.5k

It wasn’t unusual for Arlong to be in a sour mood; especially when things didn’t go as he had planned. The navy was on his back, Captain Nezumi, this sly bastard, demanded his money for the month, Nami was taking too long to get back with new sea charts and there was no fucking mermaid around – fucking great.

He was sitting on his huge throne like chair, his head supported by his hand and looking gloomy as ever. Even his most trusted brethren were keeping their distance, only approaching when really necessary. Impatiently, Arlong tapped his fingers on the arm rest, not knowing what he was waiting for. An enemy to slice up? Money to spend? Mentally torture Nami? This naïve female human – did she really believe him that she could be free once she paid him? She was way too valuable even though she was a human.

No, what he was actually waiting for was something different and sadly, really difficult to get. It’s been a long time since he had last set his eyes on one of those mermaids who could seduce even the most cold-hearted fishman with their looks. He couldn’t deny that he was almost longing for one of those sensual creatures but – damnit! – it was impossible to find one here. There also didn’t happen to be one in his crew.

His mood dropped even more, his aura emitting some sort of bloodlust that didn’t get unnoticed by his crew who, I response, slowly put more distance between them and their captain. Kuroobi was watching his captain from inside the huge building, arms crossed and thinking. He knew Arlong would never let his anger out on his crew but it wasn’t really desirable to have an angry captain. But he didn’t know what to do about his mood – he didn’t even know the reason in the first place!

As fortune sometimes worked, Kuroobu saw Arlong’s eyes lit up when a certain crewmate passed by, disappearing into the building once they saw Arlong’s almost hungry eyes. Kuroobu knew what he had to do.

“W-what are you doing? Let go!” you hissed but the huge fishman just dragged you with him, back to the captain. You swallowed hard, had you just ‘ran away’ when you saw the look on his face. Arlong looked up at Kuroobu who was still holding you by the arm, then grinned, exposing a row of sharp teeth.

“There is a reason why you’re one of my most trusted brother! Shahahahaha!” Arlong asked, his mood increasing drastically. Kuroobu just nodded and pushed you towards the captain, making you stumble and barely being able to stay on your legs. “You’re just what I needed.” Arlong laughed and grabbed you by your wrist, pulling you into his lap. You struggled bus his huge hands were already roaming your body, touching parts a captain normally shouldn’t be touching.

“A-Arlong-san. What are you doing?” you asked, struggling in his grip to get away yet you knew he wouldn’t let you. You haven’t been part of his crew for long and it never came to your mind that Arlong might be sexually interested in you but apparently that was a mistake. He was considerably taller and stronger than you and wouldn’t accept a “no”, even if you pleaded with him.

His hungry eyes moved over your body, lighting up when he ripped all your clothes with his nose apart, exposing naked skin. You let out a short yelp, covering your exposed body, heat creeping up your face. Arlong pulled your hands away, savoring every inch of your delicate skin with his eyes.

“Not a mermaid but better than the other options I have. Shahahaha!” you didn’t know if it was a compliment or an insult but couldn’t think any further about it because the captain started touching your naked skin again, making you jerk away from his touch. He frowned at your action, a cold shiver running down your spin and fear settling inside your stomach.

“Are you trying to get away from me, Y/n?” he asked, looking at you with those predatory eyes. You swallowed, shaking your head in response but not coming any closer; you were frozen in place. Arlong chuckled darkly, his grin creeping back on his face and he yanked you forward and onto his lap.

“Good. Cause we wouldn’t want you getting hurt, would we?” it was a threat rather than a question and you knew you had to oblige.

Arlong’s long fingers wandered across your back and to your ass, scratching it with his sharp nails, leaving red marks on your skin. You gasped in pain but restrained yourself from trying to get off his lap. Arlong seemed pleased by your reaction and continued assaulting your ass until it was red and sore all over.

When he was satisfied with his work he ‘finally’ had his attention on another part of your body though you weren’t sure if you liked him paying attention to this part. He licked his lips before he pinched your nipples with both hands, making you arch your body as pain jolted through your body. “Shahahahaha! Don’t tell me it hurts, Y/n! You’re a pirate, Arlong Pirate at that! Such little pain shouldn’t even bother you!” he laughed. You bit your lips to keep your sobbing at bay but it was difficult. His nails almost pierced your nipples and you just prayed that he’d let go before this happened.

Beneath your thigh you could feel his huge dicks pressing against the restraints of his pants and your stomach cramped. Right, he was a shark. This would be painful.

Arlong noticed you becoming silent and somewhat pale as if you had eaten something rotten and let go of your nipples. He saw you inching away from his crotch and then it hit him. His huge grin became even wider and more sadistic as he realized why you seemed so nervous.

“Are you excited for what’s about to come?” he purred, perfectly knowing that excited was not the correct word to describe your current state of mind and body.

His hand opened his pants, then pulling out his huge, erect members, already dripping with pre-cum.

You squeaked at the sight and tried getting off his lap once again but Arlong had an iron grip on your hip. “Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t even started yet. Shahahaha!” he stroked his dicks in his hand, coating them with his slick pre-cum.

“Don’t worry, you don’t need to suck me off. I just need to release some tension.” Honestly, sucking him off sounded way better than taking him in. It would’ve still hurt but not as much as it will hurt once he’s inside of you. But Arlong seemed to have made up his mind and was eager to get going.

His other hand let go of his dicks and landed on your hips. He lifted you up with ease and positioned you above his dicks. You struggled, trying to get away from his dicks and looking at him with pleading eyes.

“Please…..not like this…!” but it was too late. Arlong shamelessly moaned loudly when he buried himself inside of you, filling you out in a painful way. You gasped out in pain, your whole body tensing and your nails clawing at his thick skin.

“So tight…!” he praised and started moving you on his dicks, penetrating you relentlessly. “A-Arlong-san….please….slow down!” If he wouldn’t stop he might give you some time to adjust but he didn’t listen. Arlong was pleasing himself, using you as some type of toy or sex doll, not looking at you as a person. It hurt and you couldn’t hold back the tears from running down your cheeks.

Out of the corner of your eyes you could see Kuroobi watching you without sympathy. He saw it as a greater good for the crew that you were providing Arlong sexual services – you all benefitted from it in the long-run.

Arlong moaned and grunted in pleasure, increasing the pace and ramming himself inside of you, his nails digging into your skin, drawing blood. “Fuck!” he grunted, looking at you with his huge grin. He leaned forward and started biting your skin hardly, drawing blood there as well, drinking it like some wild animal. You could feel him throb inside of you and you hoped that he would be done soon.

With a deep, animalistic moan Arlong thrusted inside of you for the last time before filling you with his thick, sticky cum, making it spill out of you due to the huge amount. He panted, obviously satisfied and lazily stroking your back as if to tell you ‘good job’. You, however, were still in pain though towards the end you had started feeling some sort of pleasure. Too bad Arlong was already done.

You were leaning against his chest, trying to catch your breath, tears starting to dry against your skin.

“If you behave next time and don’t try to get away I might consider preparing you. But only maybe. Shahahahaha!” Next time. This wasn’t over yet.

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Establishing Dominance

Anon: Hiiii hope ur doing well 💗 I was wondering if I could get Zoro with a easily jealous female crewmate who also a yandere. She not afraid to show how jealous she is. She sweet when she is around the crew and other people but she's actually dangerous when it comes to other females approaching Zoro. Maybe The crew stop by an island and Zoro talking to a girl about swords and reader see this and ask zoro to leave cause she want to talk to the girl alone. When zoro returns the girl is gone. Reader tells him she left but in reality she laying face down in a ditch.

Since your a fan of dark content you can make this as dark as you want tbh the darker the better.

Have a nice day ❣❣❣❣

Hey Anon! I'm doing great, thank you! Also thank you for your request! First time writing Yandere Reader and I had a lot of fun! I was thinking about making it darker but I wanted to see if people liked it first. Please, let me know!!

Warning: 18+, nsfw, Yandere reader, mention of blood, violence, jealousy

Pairing: Zoro x yandere fem! reader

Word count: 1.3k

You narrowed your eyes, anger boiling inside your stomach, slowly rising up until it would eventually erupt. You clenched and unclenched your fists, watching as Zoro talked to this tramp. You saw her eyes lit up whenever he said something, small touches to his hand when he showed her the handle of his sword, her admiring the handicraft.

Your whole body was on edge, ready to jump at this bitch and rip her apart. But Zoro would get mad; he wouldn’t understand. He almost never understands the way you feel, when you get protective over him when some innocent looking witch tried to seduce him, when you tell him to not talk to them because you feel a little jealous and you wanted him to pay attention to you! He always said you shouldn’t be worried, that there was nothing and that he didn’t even recognize them as women. Liar. After all, he was simply a man, looking for a quick fuck and then get out. You needed to make sure he knew you’d always be there for him.

With a sweet smile you walked over to them, linking arms with Zoro who looked a little bit confused but kept on talking to that woman. With a slight nod in her direction you let them continue their conversation about swords, waiting for the perfect moment to get him to leave. But the first step in establishing dominance was made: you had made clear to her that he was yours.

“Zoro?” You asked him when there was a short break in their conversation. He looked down at you, one eyebrow raised. “What is it, Y/n?” he questioned. “Franky asked me if I could tell you to come and help him with something on the ship. The others all left and I wasn’t strong enough. When you have time, could you go check on him?” The green haired man blushed a little at your warm smile. “Sure.” he looked at the other woman, apologizing to her. “Sorry, I’ll be right back. Then I’m gonna show you their blades, okay?” he said and the woman nodded, smiling at him. “Sure! But don’t worry. If you can’t make it I won’t be mad. I’m glad I even got to see such a great sword!”

You both watched him leave (after walking in the wrong direction twice), silence lingering between you two. When he was out of sight, she turned to you, smiling a genuine smile. You smiled back, looking just as genuine.

“I’m (Name). Nice to meet you.” She introduced herself. “Nice to meet you, too, (Name). I’m Y/n, Zoro’s girlfriend.” The witch didn’t seem to mind that you were his. She has no shame flirting with someone else’s man.

“Do you want to walk around a little before he comes back? I know a cute café not too far from here.” She suggested. Your expression became more menacing, smile turning creepy as you followed her to said café.

“Where did she go?” Zoro looked at you confused. It had taken him longer than (he) anticipated, mainly cause he got lost multiple times. Turned out Frank didn’t need any help.

“Huh? What a surprise. I must’ve misunderstood it then.” You said, cleaning a knife with a soft cloth.

“She left. She said she had some important things to do. I think you were just taking too long. Did you get lost again?” you asked teasingly, following the sharp blade with your fingers, admiring the sharpness.

Zoro huffed and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “I didn’t get lost! It’s not my fault that Franky moved the ship to another place!” he defended himself. His eyes caught you cleaning your knife, something you only did when you had fought against someone. “Who was it?” he asked, nodding towards the knife. You smiled at him, shrugging your shoulders as you put it away, back into its pocket.

“Just some guy hitting on me and when I rejected him he got angry. Nothing to worry about.” You grabbed his arm and pulled him with you.

“You have some time? Cause I wanna show you something.” You winked at him, turning the corner with him. Zoro grinned, knowing exactly what you were up to.

His grunts were low, his hand was fisting your hair, guiding your head to his thrusts. Small gagging noises joined his deep grunts, making you all teary-eyed. You braced yourself against his thick thighs, clawing at the muscular flesh as you took him in all the way, swallowing around his thick shaft, making him choke out a moan.

You were fingering yourself while you sucked him off, four fingers inside of you. Lewed sounds filled the air around you, the smell of sex clouding your senses.

Your tongue glided over the underside of his shaft, feeling the prominent vein that had always had him twitching whenever you touched it.

“Fuck, Y/n!” What’s gotten into you?” he gasped, opening his eye to look at you but regretting it immediately when he saw you staring up at him, teary eyes, his dick buried inside your mouth to the brim. He was throbbing and you felt him holding back, not wanting to cum just yet.

He pushed you off his dick, panting heavily, a heated expression on his face. You removed your fingers, getting up to your feet. “I love you, Zoro.” You whispered into his ear, wrapping your arms around his neck and jumping on his hips, wrapping your legs around him as well, pressing against his erect member. His hands supported you by grabbing your ass, kneading the flesh under his rough palms.

“You seem hornier than usual. Did anything happen?” he panted but you captured his lips with yours, starting a messy kiss with tongue and teeth. He turned around, pressing you against the wall, his dick brushing against your core. “Stop talking….just fuck me.” You hissed in pleasure when his dick pressed against your clit.

Zoro didn’t have to be told twice when he pushed himself inside of you, making you moan in pleasure in the process. You pulled away from the kiss, pressing your forehead against his shoulder, an almost wicked smile on your lips.

Blood. So much blood. Her screams in pain and agony, her pleas and her seemingly lifeless body, lying face down in the very same alley Zoro was fucking you right now. Not even 20 feet away she was, hidden behind a container.

You lifted your head, your eyes looking over to the container. You could see a hand on the ground, unmoving. You knew she wasn’t dead but you whished you had killed her.

“Harder!” you moaned when he hit your sweet spot, your nails digging into his muscular back, leaving bloody scratches. Zoro grunted, picking up the pace, ramming himself inside of you. “Harder.” You repeated, feeling him hammer into you as if he wanted to tear you apart. You loved it.

The sound of skin on skin, dirty and harsh, filled your ears and you felt your orgasm rushing closer. A little more.

You saw the hand twitch a little; a sign she was still alive and you pressed your body closer to his, wanting to feel him with every fiber of your body. He was yours and you were his. She would never come between the two of you, would never have what you had. You wanted to hurt her more, wanted to make her bleed until she was a bloody mess, not to be recognized again.

“Zoro!” You moaned when you came around him, feeling him fill you up right after. Panting and sore, you hung in his arms eyes closed in the afterglow of your orgasm. He had filled you up with his semen, had marked you as his – only his.

“I love you, Zoro.” You repeated, inhaling his masculine scent. Your eyes caught another movement from the hand, indicating she was coming to her senses.

“I love you, too, Y/n.” Zoro panted but you didn’t hear him.

I will kill that bitch.

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Savior

Anon: IT‘S OPEN AGAIN! 🎉 im the Anon who asked for the Sakazuki request at the 100 followers event. Would you do a scenario where he takes female readers virginity ? I just can’t imagine him being the best choice for it but maybe you have a different take on it! Love your work so much and thank you!!! 💖

Sakazuki taking reader‘s virginity Anon here! I’d say maybe reader is not in a relationship with him but if you can’t come up with a scenario where this could be the case then can also be in a relationship. It’s up to you! Thank you so much !

Well...this is rather long and I apologize. I couldn't come up with a scenario where he would take reader's virginity without them being in a relationship except for this one. It has a lot of story in the beginning so feel free to skip to the dirty part if it's too long....anyways, I hope you like it and let me know!

Warning: 18+, nsfw, masturbation, superior x subordinate

Parining: Sakazuki x female reader

Word count: 4.1k

He had saved you when you were a child; kidnapped by pirates and to be sold off to god knows where. He, a Vice Admiral at the time, and his men caught the pirates off guard like a sudden storm, the outlaws not having anywhere to run. You watched him from afar, barking orders at his men and not paying you any attention. He scared you more than the pirates did, with his cold eyes and his unapproachable aura.

You joined the marines when you were old enough, wanting to stop piracy and the suffering pirates caused to innocent citizens. Oddly enough, Sakazuki became like a role model to you in his consequent behavior even though you had no interactions whatsoever. It was also no surprise to you when he was promoted to be an admiral. You admired him, wanting to climb the ranks like him and in the process became somewhat ruthless in your pursuit of pirates as well though not to the extend he was.

He came to the base you were stationed at, ordered by Sengoku to help catch the rising numbers of pirates sighted in this area. Apparently, he was not amused about it, thinking all of you had done a terrible job of letting this happen. First thing he did was give an angry speech to everyone, scolding you for the lack of effort in catching the pirates. The Vice Admiral’s got an even bigger scolding; everyone leaving the meeting room smaller than before.

You were called into his office a couple of days later. One of your superiors had recommended you to become Sakazuki’s assistant for the time he was here, not wanting to do it himself. You felt excited to be even thought of, wanting to see the admiral in action. So, you knocked on his door, waiting for him to call you in.

“Hello, Sir. I’m-“

“You’re late, marine.” His voice was harsh and annoyed, his eyes boring into yours, making you swallow. To say he was intimidating would’ve been an understatement – he was terrifying! You were taken back to more than ten years ago when you first saw him. You felt like a small child that did something wrong and was to be scolded by their parent.

“Sit down.” He ordered you, gesturing to the empty chair in front of the desk. You nodded, hurrying over and sitting down, not wanting to let him wait any longer. Your enthusiasm had dropped significantly; you weren’t even able to look him in the face, your hands fidgeting in your lap. You felt his eyes mustering you in irritation and it made you even more uncomfortable.

“I’ve heard you were the right one for the job but when I look at you I’m wondering what kind of marines work here when you’re the best they can offer as an assistant.” His words stabbed you like a knife in the heart. But he was right? The moment you entered the room you felt so nervous, not even a kid would take you seriously. Taking all your courage, you looked up and right at his face, feeling the need to look away immediately but pushing this urge away.

“Don’t you have anything to say, marine?” he got more irritated by your silence and you could understand; you were not making a good impression on him. “I’m sorry I was late, Sir. It won’t happen again.” You finally managed to say, trying to sound more confident than you actually felt. “That’s what to be expected of a marine. I don’t need any half-assed assistant who I can’t even rely on being punctual. Next time this happens you’ll be punished.” He said, meaning every word he said. You swallowed again, nodding at him. “Understood, Sir.”

From then on you spent a lot of time together. You were mostly ordered to run from A to B to collect reports or documents for him and being yelled at when you did the smallest mistakes. The first time you boarded a ship with Sakazuki, however, was the most exciting moment in your life so far. Over the last three weeks you’ve been his assistant for you have gotten used to him and somewhat could anticipate which mood he was in (most of the time not in a good one). Your admiration for him never really wavered; just the respect you had for this man grew even more.

“Y/n, is everything ready for departure?” he asked, standing at the bow of the marine ship, arms crossed in front of his chest. “Yes, Sir. Everything is set and we will leave any moment.” You informed him. Akainu simply nodded, turning around and walking towards a Vice Admiral, talking to him. While he was gone you were following your own train of thought. You never told him that he was the one who saved you and you doubted he actually remembered. You wouldn’t even know how to address it, never finding the right moment. You also doubted he actually cared enough to listen to what you had to tell him so you made the decision to not mention it at all. At least at the moment.

“The admiral wants the reports from today. Bring them to him.” Your Vice Admiral told you, handing you the reports his subordinates had written over the day. You nodded, making your way over to Sakazuki’s office. Cold wind blew inside the small room when you entered, closing the door behind you.

“Do you have the reports, Y/n?” he asked, not looking up from his desk. “Yes, Sir. They’re all here.” You replied, handing them over to your boss. He nodded, not acknowledging your presence any further. You were about to leave when his deep voice caught you off guard. “Have I told you to leave?” he asked, still not looking up. You were confused, stopping in your tracks. “No, Sir.”

“I want you to take a look at this an tell me if you find anything suspicious.” He said, holding a piece of paper up. You nodded, still confused but took it and sat on the other chair, starting to read. You felt his eyes on you, watching you while you read and it made you feel nervous. It was hard for you to concentrate, your eyes looking up at him from time to time, needing to find where you had left before and taking unnecessarily long. Of course, he noticed.

“Is there a reason why you stop reading all the time?” he wanted to know, a scowl on his face. “N-no, Sir. It’s just difficult to concentrate.” You mumbled, pressing your lips shut after realizing you said it out loud. The admiral raised an eyebrow. “And why is that?” he insisted. You shook your head, trying to let the topic drop. “It’s nothing, Sir.”

“I want to know why my assistant is getting distracted when I gave her an order. It must be something very important when it takes up your mind this much.” He narrowed his eyes and you knew you had to tell him something believable. But coming up with a lie was rather difficult with his intense stare so your only option was the truth. “I-it’s just a little distracting when you….look at me like this. It makes me feel nervous.” You admitted.

Sakazuki was silent for a moment, making the whole situation even more unnerving for you. Then he huffed, leaning back in his chair. You looked up at him again, his stare now even more intense than before and with a blush you lowered your gaze again. “If I make you nervous I suggest you get used to it.” He just said. “I guess so, Sir.” You mumbled, trying so hard to focus on the sheet in front of you.

Out of the corner of your eyes you saw him get up from his chair and walk around the small room, waiting for you to finish reading. You felt his presence behind you, your body tensing unconsciously. You imagined his eyes wandering over you back up to your neck, creating small goosebumps on your skin. You wondered what he was thinking about. Your mind all of a sudden went crazy, the most bizarre scenarios played in your head and you lost your focus completely.

Your face as beet red at the thought of him possibly considering you attractive, him thinking about seducing you, him thinking about touching you – all those thoughts and you didn’t know if they were actually true. Your mind was playing tricks on you; the time you’ve spent together apparently had you develop feelings towards this man behind you and you caught yourself more often than not imagining being intimate with him.

There was this one time where you accidentally saw him shirtless in his office, after he had spilled something on his shirt (he denied it of course) and was changing into a new one. That night you had your first wet dream about him but you tried to play it down, telling yourself it was just the close proximity you two were sharing that naturally made you feel sexually attracted to him. But it never stopped. Soon, you actively fanaticized about him and you felt ashamed about it.

“Are you done, Y/n?” he brought you back to reality and you slowly shook your head no. “I-I’m sorry, Sir. I don’t seem to be able to concentrate. I think I might be too tired.” You said, hoping he believed you. You didn’t dare to turn around and look at him but you put the paper down on the desk in front of you, showing him that you were being honest. Akainu huffed. You heard footsteps coming closer to you until you saw his shoes next to your chair.

You looked up at him unsettled, anticipating his scolding.

“You seem awfully tense around me the for the past week. Is there something you need to tell me? If not, I suggest you get over it and take your job seriously. I don’t need someone who gets distracted so easily.” You couldn’t possibly tell him that you were thinking about him being naked and between your legs!

“I just wanted to say how thankful I am for getting this opportunity serving under you, Sir.” God! This sounded wrong! What if he thinks I want to have sex with him? Well, technically I do but he mustn’t know!

Sakazuki didn’t know what was going on in your head but just nodded. You were sure he didn’t believe you but also knew you wouldn’t tell him. So, he left it at that. “If you can’t do a better job tomorrow, I will replace you.”

You were ordered to stay on the ship today for whatever reason. The admiral was probably still not pleased with your performance yesterday that he wanted to punish you for it since he kind of knew how much you wanted to fight. Besides you there were a handful of other marines still on the ship but it was quiet over all. You had the order to organize the various reports in his office.

When you couldn’t find one you were sure you had seen yesterday you looked for it in his entire office. When you still couldn’t find it you thought that he might’ve taken it with him last night to his room. You were not allowed to enter his room but maybe this was an exception? Plus, he wasn’t here yet and it probably wouldn’t take long. But when it was gone, he would know that someone was in his office. But maybe he wouldn’t be too mad…

Before you knew it you had opened his door (surprisingly it wasn’t locked) and stepped inside his room. It was dark and you needed to turn on the lamp. The dim light barely illuminated the room but you could see enough to find your way around. On the nightstand you saw them – the five missing reports. You hurried over and picked them up, you were almost out the door when a thought hit you. You stopped dead in your tracks and turned around, looking at his neatly made bed. It was huge.

You slowly walked back, stopping in front of it and contemplating with yourself. You should just leave and never come back here! But you really wanted to lay down in his bed – just once – and see how he was sleeping. Without thinking twice you laid down on his big bed on your stomach and pressed your face into his pillow, closing your eyes. It smelled like him; he had this distinct smell of musk and a hint of cologne that made your knees go weak every time you were close to him.

Unconsciously, you let your hand wander down and between your legs, pushing pat the restraints of your uniform pants and panties. You felt your sex getting wet the more you smelled the pillow, your finger starting to rub against your folds, spreading your slick on your cunt. You moaned into the pillow, imagining it being his hand stoking you, his weight pressing down on you and his hot breath tickling your neck.

Your fingers entered your core, moving in and out, imagining his thick dick taking you as he pressed your head into the pillow. Another moan, this time a little louder, when you entered a second finger, spreading them inside of you. You’ve never had sex but you liked to imagine what it would feel like. His dick going deeper and deeper, taking your virginity as he praised you how good you were making him feel.

You turned on your back, pulling down your pants, spreading your legs, and taking the pillow from under your head, pressing it to your face with one hand while the other one entered your core again, thrusting inside of you. Your mind was in a frenzy, now imagining how he would take you like this, his cold eyes looking down at you with this cold gaze. You shivered, your fingers thrusting in and out faster.

“What do you think you’re doing there, Y/n?” You stopped dead in your tracks, your body tensing at the sound of his voice. Why was he back yet? He wasn’t supposed to be back for at least another hour! You were frozen in place, not being able to move, not wanting to pull the pillow aside and look at the man that was standing in the room, watching you fuck yourself on your fingers in his bed.

“I asked you a question.” You could hear his footsteps coming closer and soon after the pillow on your face was being lifted, making you look at your superior. “Are you having fun?” he asked, his harsh eyes staring right at you. He’s gonna kill me! Your mind screamed. A huge lump had formed inside your throat, making it impossible for you to answer. He let the pillow fall next to you on the bed, his eyes not leaving your face.

“If you need to masturbate this badly, why don’t you do it in your own bed, Y/n?” You couldn’t reply, shock was written all over your face. His gaze now wandered down your body to where your fingers were still buried in your went cunt. You didn’t know what he was thinking, his face this unreadable mask. He didn’t sound mad but he didn’t sound pleased either. But maybe this was a good sign.

“Don’t you have to say anything to your defense? Nothing like ‘Oh, my bed is broken so I used yours, Sir’?” Your face turned red and you slowly pulled your fingers out, his eyes following the motion. “I…..” you started but didn’t know what to say. “I should throw you out just like this, making everybody see what you’ve been doing in here.” He mused.

“P-please, don’t do this.” You found your voice, horrified at the possibility of him going through with this thought. “And why shouldn’t I?”

“I-it was a mistake, Sir! I was just….I wasn’t thinking!” Akainu huffed and amusement, his eyes finding yours again. “Is that so. What made you think it was acceptable to masturbate in your superior’s bed? Does it give you some kind of kick?” You shook your head and were about to pull your pants up but his next words stopped you.

“Were you thinking about me while you fucked yourself on your fingers?” mortified, you looked at him. “Were you thinking about how it was me fucking you?” you didn’t know what to say, too horrified to answer. “What makes you think you could handle me, Y/n?” still, no answer.

Sakazuki tilted his head to the side, watching you in slight amusement. “Take the rest of your clothes off.” His order caught you off guard. “S-Sir?”

“Did you hear me stutter? I said, take the rest of your clothes off.” His tone was harsher, leaving no room to argue.

With shaky hands you sat up and unbuttoned your uniform blouse, revealing your bra which followed soon after. You weren’t sure what he wanted to do; maybe he would throw you out like this, completely naked and humiliated. But you weren’t prepared for what came next. The admiral unbuttoned his shirt as well, revealing his muscular chest and more of his tattoo. Your eyes grew wide in disbelief. What was going on.

“I take it if I fuck you now you’ll become more focused on your tasks again, right?” he asked while opening his pants, pulling out his still soft member. You were afraid of your eyes popping out at the sight, inching away from him by instinct. He kneeled down on the mattress, towering over you.

Your heart was hammering in your chest when he positioned himself between your legs, pulling you closer to him. His hand started stroking himself. You watched in amazement as his dick turned harder and harder until it laid heavy in his hand. “Let’s get it done and over with, shall we?” he made it sound like a transaction at a crowded supermarket where he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

“W-wait! I…You…you shouldn’t…” but he pressed a hand over your mouth, shutting you up. “What I should and shouldn’t do is none of your concern.” He positioned himself at your wet entrance, sliding his dick over your folds, making you mewl in response. He took his hand away and put it right next to your head, kneeling over you completely. When he was about to enter you, you inched away, looking at him scared.

“P-please….be gentle….” You pressed out, realizing that his dick was way bigger than you had imagined. It would hurt, you were sure of it. Akainu pulled you closer again; you could feel his thick mushroom head at your entrance again. “Please…! I….I’ve never had….I’ve never done it before…” you stuttered, averting your eyes. The admiral’s eyes narrowed in response, looking your body up and down again.

He didn’t answer, you only felt his weight press against your entrance, his dick slowly but surely sliding inside your body. Your whole body tensed up, pain filling your core as he pushed further and further. You grabbed his arm next to your head with you hand, clawing at his skin in discomfort. “S-Sir! Please…give me some time!” you pleaded, eyes tightly shut.

You could hear his slightly uneven breathing and felt his big member slowly fill your up. The stretch was more than uncomfortable and your body tried to move away from him with every new inch he added. You felt a hand come up to your breasts, playing with them and squeezing them. You opened your eyes a little, looking up at his stern face. You looked down, seeing your hips raised to meet his dick, ass hanging in the air. You saw his dick not even buried half inside of you and it made your heart skip a beat in fear. This was never going to fit completely!

He pulled out a little before moving back in. “Ungh!” you gasped, your grip on his arm tightening at the feeling. He repeated the movement, each time pushing in a little further. His hand moved down from your breast and between your legs, finding your clit and circling it lazily with his thumb. You legs twitched at the feeling and you wanted to close your legs but he wouldn’t let you; his hips were in your way so you had to let him do.

“S-sir…..this feels kind of good…” you panted, trying to concentrate on his thumb on your clit. “Just because it’s your first time. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be this kind.” His words made your stomach tingle inside. So, he at least cared a little about you. Your legs slowly wrapped around his hips as good as possible and you pulled him a little closer, looking him in the eyes while you did it.

Sakazuki grinned a little, starting to pick up his pace. His thrusts became deeper and deeper, filling you out more and more. His thumb pressed down in your clit, adding a little bit of heat, making you moan out in pleasure. “S-sir!” you panted, grabbing at his wrist. “You want me to stop playing with you clit?” he asked, about to pull his hand away. “N-no! Please, keep doing this!” you begged, looking at him desperately. “Then let go of my wrist.” He replied.

You let your hand lay next to your head while the other one was still grabbing the arm right next to your head. Akainu’s thrusts became harder, the fabric of his pants scratching at the back of your thighs and his heavy balls slapping against your ass. He was filling you out all the way, your cunt pressed flush against his pelvis.

Your moans got louder, the uncomfortable feeling already pushed to the back of your head thanks to his thumb on your clit, adding heat from time to time. You saw your tits wiggle at his thrusts, you back arched when he hit a special sweet spot inside of you. The admiral groaned above you, slamming his dick inside of you without mercy.

He put his hand that was next to your head on your hip and hold you in place, panting heavily while he fucked you without any hesitation. Since you needed a new source of support to grab on you reached over your head to head of the bed, grabbing the the mattress and clawing your fingers into it.

Sakazuki closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of your tight cunt squeezing him with every thrust, ready to milk him. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to make you cum, being it your first time but he was honestly more fixated on his own at the moment. His hips snapped back and forth, your moans filling his room your writhing body underneath his – it all was really appealing to the older male. He wouldn’t say it out loud but when he found you lying here on his bed with your legs spread he would’ve loved to take you at once but his self-control was stronger than his instincts.

“I…I think I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum, Sir!” you moaned, raising your hips more to meet his thrusts, your legs pressing him closer to you to feel him even deeper. He watched you trow your head back, your small body tensed underneath him before your muscles spasmed around his dick, clenching and unclenching as you came with a loud moan, your back arching, you tits bouncing a little.

The admiral huffed and groaned deeply, joining you in your orgasm soon after. Before he came he pulled out though, mind not clouded enough that he might forget it. His slick semen was covering your stomach, his hand stroking himself eagerly to let every drop of his seed come down on your body.

You were panting heavily, watching thick ribbons of cum cover your stomach. You reach out, collecting some of it on your finger and licking it up, tasting him on your tongue. It was salty and bitter, nothing like you expected but it was somewhat good nonetheless. You bit your lip at his stare, feeling so shameless and dirty to just taste his cum like some whore but you simply couldn’t help.

“Are you gonna be able to focus on your tasks from now on, Y/n?” he asked while he pulled out, inspecting the mess you two have made. Blushing you nodded shyly, pulling your legs to your body and closing them. “Good. We wouldn’t want this small incident to repeat itself, now would we?” you blushed even deeper at his smirk, knowing this probably wasn’t the last time. After all, this mission would take at least another month.

[littlesniggy]

(No) Strings Attached

Anon: what about doflamingo x reader where reader was unknowingly entangled in a plan their friend (what an asshole lol😂) created without telling reader and they end up being doflamingo's concubines? reader knows their life is basically over if doflamingo owns them now so just does what he says, but includes scenarios reader isnt familiar with, so doflamingo uses his strings to play with them like a toy and this extends to sex too. i dont know if this sounds confusing to you but i'd love to to see doffy use his strings on reader which leads to them doing things against their own will.♥♥ hope this sounds interesting to you!♥

I hope I got this right, lol. There were a lot of information but it was actually fun writing this. Thank you for your request! I hop you like it as well!

Warning: 18+, smut, dubcon (maybe a little), overstimulation, (forced) masturbation, Master/ slave

Word count: 2.3k

It had all started so well! Your friend had invited you to one of Doflamingo’s famous parties, telling you how much fun they usually were. Blinded by his stories and the prospect of meeting the king himself had you agreeing almost on the spot. The party was great; lots of alcohol, good music, dancing – the whole way. Your friend even introduced you Doflamingo and the king seemed fairly interested in you – much to your dismay as you would find out later.

The tall man was intimidating, yes, but he had this aura of self-confidence around him that had you drawn to him. The way he talked, the way he walked, hell! Even the way he drank his wine had something almost divine. It was just the way he carried himself.

It was like a dream come true when Doflamingo invited you to stay over-night. It was rough but you liked it that way so you didn’t mind. He made you cum so hard that you were seeing stars, clinging to him like a starved woman clinging to dear life. It all went downhill from then on.

“Where do you think you’re going?” the king asked you once you got fully dressed and made your way over to the huge door. You stopped, looking at him over your shoulder in confusion. “Home?” it was more of a question than an answer. Why would he ask? Wasn’t it obvious?

“I don’t think so. You’re staying here from now on.” He informed you, a huge grin on his face. He was laying on his side, head propped up on his hand, watching you through his sunglasses. “Why would I stay?” you wondered. King or not, you wanted to go home and take a shower.

“Do you know the reason why you were invited in the first place?” Now you were curious. “What do you mean?” you wanted to know, turning your whole body towards him. He chuckled, looking amused at your confusion. “Your ‘friend’ made some bad business choices and he needed to pay for it somehow. So, he offered you in return.” You must’ve looked like a child that was trying to understand a grown-up because he elaborated. “In other words: you’re mine.” This, you did understand and you slowly started shaking your head, increasing the speed until you shook your head so violently, your vision blurred. “No, no, no, no, no. No! He wouldn’t do that! You’re lying!” you accused him and his grin dropped, replaced by a frown.

“Believe it or not but you won’t leave this castle unless I let you.” He got up, not bothering covering himself and showing off his, admittedly, perfect body. He grabbed a pair of briefs and put them on. “I’m leaving now.” You announced, still not believing him. Doflamingo didn’t stop you when you left the room but you quickly found out that the guards were ordered to not let you leave.

“Let me through! I’m leaving!” you tried to shove past them but it was to no avail. “We have orders to keep you inside. Please, step back from the door.” One said, holding a hand out to keep you at a distance. “What the? Let me out!” you sounded hysteric and became more violently. “Miss, please! Stay back!”

Since then, two weeks have passed and you just couldn’t get accustomed to now basically being a concubine. Doflamingo made you wear more than revealing outfits and you had to serve him whenever there was a party or when he wanted to get some relieve. First, you thought that having sex with him again might not be too bad since last time was just mind-blowing – oh how wrong you were. It was still mind-blowing, but the process that usually led to your orgasm was torture.

You had noticed him playing with you outside of the bedroom – literally. Whenever you made some small mistake like dropping something minor, he’d use his strings and paly you like a doll. You had to clean something (which actually wasn’t your ‘job’ since you weren’t a maid) but couldn’t reach the spot? He’d use his strings. Your blouse was buttoned up too much? He’d use his strings and make you open a few of them, revealing more of your cleavage. The list went on and on but the moments he just loved to use his strings on you were in the bedroom.

Your body was moving to the music playing in the background, your movements smooth and fluid like you’ve never done anything else in your life. Doflamingo was sitting on his throne, his fingers were moving as he was watching you. Your skimpy outfit helped little to make you feel less embarrassed. You felt exposed but couldn’t do anything against it, the strings, as thin and fragile they seemed were extremely strong and you had no way of escaping.

Your hands moved over your body, following your curves as your hips moved in a swaying motion. “You’re getting better, Y/n.” he purred appreciative. You tried to avoid looking at him as much as possible but it wasn’t that easy.

A jolt went through your body and you were forced to dance towards him. Your body reluctantly followed his orders until you were standing right in front of him. His pink coat was like a second, visible aura surrounding him; it looked heavy and the more you started to get to see him the more intimidating this coat became.

Doflamingo looked you up and down, his grin never wavering. “Don’t you want to get undressed for your master?” he asked you, trying to sound innocent but failing miserably. The sadism was basically dripping from his voice like honey from a spoon. He made you move your hands to your blouse, opening it slowly but skillfully. More and more of your skin got exposed until you let the fabric glide over your shoulders to the floor. He forbade you from wearing a bra so your breasts were fully exposed to his hungry eyes (you imagined).

“Good girl.” He praised again. You lowered your head in embarrassment but he made you lift your head again, forcing you to look at him. “If you look down again, I’ll make you do things you’ll never forget. And believe me when I tell you I’ve been nice to you so far.” As if to punctuate his words he made you lift your hand up to your throat. Your fingers closed around the warm neck and your grip tightened. Your eyes widened in panic but you couldn’t move, couldn’t pull your hand away and had to watch him watch you choke ‘yourself’. Tears began running down your face and you looked at him pleadingly. “P-please….” Your voice was barely audible, you desperately tried to take in a breath but your grip was too tight.

Only when you were about to pass out did he let go and you took in the much-needed air, filling your lungs. You coughed, body trembling. Your eyes and your face were red from the lack of oxygen. Doflamingo kept a straight face throughout your whole ordeal, looking even more amused than before.

“What do you say when someone doesn’t kill you?” he asked. It took you a couple seconds to catch your breath but eventually you answered him.

“Thank you for not killing me, Master.” Voice croaky and hurting you pressed the words out like a curse. “That’s right.”

You felt your hands moving across your body until the eventually stopped at your breasts. You started massaging them just the right way and felt some kind of appreciation; at least he knew how to pleasure women. You pinched your nipples between your fingers, twisting and pulling on them, making you moan. “If it feels good, what do you say?”

“Please don’t stop, Master.” You moaned when you pinched your nipples harder, a small jolt of pain rushing through your body but pleasure followed right suit. You felt your core getting wet and coating your panties and Doflamingo must’ve smelled it because your right hand wandered down, opened the button and zipper, and pulled your pants down along with your damp panties.

The king looked right at your core and licked his lips. “Are you wet?” he asked you, made you glide your finger over your sensitive lips and your slightly swollen clit. You mewled but knew you had to answer. “I’m so wet, Master. Please, let me touch myself.” You begged, feeling pathetic as you asked for his permission. But Doflamingo was more than pleased with your behavior. “The you should get down on the floor and you may please yourself.” He permitted and before you could thank him you were lying on the floor, back pressed against the cold stones, legs spread and exposing your womanhood.

“Do you want to fuck yourself on your fingers?” he asked, curiosity swinging in his voice. He leaned down a little, elbows on his knees. “Y-yes, Master.” You admitted, knowing he wanted you to do it. Your hands travelled over your body once again, squeezing your tits tightly together before they moved down. He made you put your hands on your thighs, pushing them further apart, exposing you even more. Then, your hand moved over to your core, rubbing against your lips before entering yourself. Your other hand started circling your clit, pressing down slightly when you started moving the finger inside of you.

A moan escaped your lips and you closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling. But no matter how food it felt you knew he wouldn’t let you cum so easily. A second finger joined the first one and you spread them, feeling the slight discomfort from the foreign feeling inside of you. You concentrated on your clit, the way your thumb pressed down on it and then circled it again. “I-it feels so good.” You panted, opening your eyes to look at him. He seemed to be focused on your face but you weren’t quite sure due to his sunglasses.

“Do you want to add another finger?” Doflamingo asked, licking his lips once again. You nodded, whimpering at the feeling of another finger inside of you. You moved them forth and back, you slightly bucked your hips against your movements, lifting them off the floor every now and then.

Suddenly, your hands started thrusting inside of you violently, your finger rubbing your clit almost desperately fast. You moaned loudly, body writhing under your ministration. Your orgasm was rushing closer and closer, way faster than you had anticipated due to your movements. Your stomach tightened, your toes curled and you came hard around your fingers, clenching around them.

But Doflamingo wasn’t done yet; your fingers kept thrusting inside of you, the speed not wavering at all. Your clit felt over-sensitive and swollen, your walls kept clenching around your fingers until it started to feel painful due to the overstimulation.

“S-stop! Hah! Please, M-Master!” you moaned. Your body struggled against your movements, trying to inch away but Doflamingo not letting you.

Soon, pleasure took over your body again, your finger curled just the right way, hitting your g-spot. Your thighs were quivering, hips uncontrollably lifting off the floor and slamming down again. Your legs tried to open up more and close themselves at the same time. It didn’t take long for your second orgasm to hit you. Slick juice was dirtying the floor under and ion front of you, some of it even splashing on Doflamingo’s shoes. Once you seemed ‘empty’ did he stop your movements. You were panting heavily; your breath was knocked out of your lungs and you tried to blink your eyes back into focus.

The king chuckled at the sight of you and finally spoke up again. “You made quite a mess. You need to clean it.” He told you, voice almost sounding a little sympathetic. Almost. You knew you didn’t have a choice but Doflamingo still made you move your body and made you position yourself on your knees right in front of the mess you made. “Lick it up.” A simple order, three words and yet it was hard for you to comprehend. You looked at the floor, the slick juice glistering in the light.

You felt your head being pushed down until your cheek was almost pressing against the floor. You saw Doflamingo getting up out of the corner of your eyes. He walked around you until he disappeared behind you. A shuffling noise indicated him opening his pants and kneeling behind you. You felt the tip of his dick at your entrance, coating it in your cum. Your over-sensitive flesh sent jolts through your body and you instinctively tried to jerk away – to no avail.

“I said to lick it up.” His voice was right next to your ear but he didn’t give you room to follow his order. His huge hand pressed your face down, right into your juice. At the same time his hips snapped forward and he entered you in one swift motion. You had your eyes shut, cold liquid coating your cheek, and an almost animalistic moan rumbled through your body. Doflamingo grunted behind you, one hand gripping your hips tightly.

He started moving inside of you, his other hand kept pressing you down, moving your face through the slick fluid. “Lick….it…up…!” he panted, pressing your face harder against the floor. Your tongue darted out, trying to do as he told you. The king seemed pleased and fucked you into oblivion.

You had no idea how long he fucked you nor how many times he made you cum but in the end your body was curled up into a small ball, your senses on edge and everything hurting. Doflamingo walked through the throne room, circling you like a wolf.

“I’ll give you one hour. I’m free today so this was just the beginning.”

[littlesniggy]

Princess Part Three

Anon: Hello! I think it’s about time I request princess part 3 🧎‍♀️. I would love to read more if u have any more ideas floating around. (If u can’t think of anything to add disregard this. I love u tho 😉)

Thank you for your request, Anon! I hope it was okay for me to write a third part since it was @pure-kirarin requests originally. I hope you like it!

Warning: 18+, nsfw, degradation, name calling

Pairing: Kid x female reader

Word count: 3.8k

Part One Part Two

It was mere coincidence that she met him again but the moment she saw his ship from afar her heart started racing like crazy in her chest. Why was he here? Memories from two years ago rushed back to her mind, every dirty thing he did with her, every word of praise he uttered to her – everything was instantly present.

“Everything alright, dear?” her husband asked, studying here flushed face with a slightly concerned expression. “Do you have a fever?” she laughed awkwardly and shook her head. “No, everything’s fine. Don’t worry.” She uttered, trying to get her heartbeat under control. The ship disappeared behind a hill, probably rounding the island in search for a good anchoring spot. Nobody else seemed to have noticed the pirate ship which had her filled with slight relief, internally not wanting to them to get caught.

“Are you ready for the meeting, dear?” he asked, holding out his arm for her to take. She smiled back at him, looking confident on the outside but totally distraught on the inside. Would the event from back then repeat itself? Would they come to the castle, her new home and raid it like they did two years ago? Would they kill innocent people? Questions over questions flooded her mind but she had to remind herself to stay focused. She was a queen by now, her husband’s parents passed away last summer on sea on their way to a foreign kingdom. Pirates, most likely.

They walked through long corridors, passing countless doors until they stopped in front of a huge wooden double door. “Let’s hope everything goes smoothly.” He whispered, kissing her cheek before letting go of her arm. The doors opened and he walked in, her following a little behind.

The people in the room stood up, bowing down a little. Her husband nodded as a sign of greeting, she dropped a curtsey and took a seat by his side, hands folded on her lap. He was the one talking. Not because he thought it wasn’t a woman’s job but because he simply knew politics better than her. She attended every meeting, learning each time something new. He wanted her to ‘know the business’ as he liked to call it as well as him. She didn’t complain.

The meeting dragged on forever and she caught herself drifting away with her thoughts countless times, thinking about a certain pirate. It took all her willpower not to start rubbing her thighs together every time she had to think about sucking his dick, him taking her on her huge bed and making her moan in complete bliss.

When it was finally over, hands were shaken, smiles on everyone’s faces. The deal with the other kingdom was a complete success and she was proud of her husband’s negotiation skills. “You did great.” She whispered once everyone was out of ear shot and he smiled at her, giving him a short kiss on the lips. “Everything thanks to you. You’re my good luck charm.” He said, making her blush a little.

The dinner afterwards was a little more pleasant than the meeting, not as tense and a lot of alcohol was emptied by the men. She held small talk with everyone, knowing how to converse with people and how to keep it interesting and not let awkward pauses take over a conversation.

Later that night, when the two were in bed together, her husband already asleep, she was wide awake. She hadn’t heard anything about pirates landing on their island and she felt relief. On the other hand was she a little worried. Concerns about an ambush, looting and whatnot made her mind go crazy. She knew what Kid was capable of and that most encounters with the Kid pirates ended in a bloodbath. So, she made a decision.

Quietly, as not to wake her husband, she got out of bed and hurried into the dressing room, putting on some pants and a hoodie, not making the same mistake as last time and just leaving in her night gown. She exited the room and walked towards the entrance of the castle. The guards looked at her confused when they saw her.

“I’m just going for a walk.” She informed them. “Would your majesty want someone to accompany her?” one of them asked but she declined. She didn’t want anyone knowing where she was headed. “I’ll be back soon.”

When she was outside, the cold air hit her right in the face and she wrapped her arms around herself. Why didn’t she think of taking a jacket with her? Now it was too late and she better hurried to where she suspected their ship anchored.

It took her longer than expected to get to the spot where she imagined them to be. It was secluded, no citizens around and out of side from anyone. Her guts proved to be right when she saw the huge ship and loud laughter from afar. Her heart skipped a beat when she got closer and saw the silhouette of Eustass Kid, sitting by the fire place, surrounded by his crew.

But the closer she got the more doubt filled her body. What, if he didn’t recognize her? What, if killed her? And why did she come here in the fist place? Scenes from back then came back. It was all so familiar, her approaching the crew, not knowing what to expect, not knowing why she left the castle.

Before she knew she was standing there, in plain sight for everyone to see. Heat was the first one to notice her. He raised a hand and pointed at her. The crew fell silent and Kid slowly turned around. She couldn’t see his face, the light of the fire coming from behind him only illuminating his silhouette but she could see his confused eyes. “Who’s there?” he demanded to know. Taking one step after the other she slowly stepped into the light, her hands clutching at her hoodie. Her heart was racing, her mind telling her how stupid she was for mindlessly approaching them. But it was too late now.

“Who’re you?” Kid asked. She could now make out his irritated expression, no recognition on his part to who she was. Her heart sunk at the realization and she made a step back, her body demanding her to run away but she just couldn’t move. “I asked you a question!” Kid got up from his seat, stomping over to her, a hand on his gun, the other one – his metal arm – pointing at her. When did this happen? What did he do to lose his arm?

“You deaf? Answer me, woman.” He stopped right in front of her, his crew not far behind him. She had a lump in her throat, needing a few attempts to finally being able to speak up. “I-I’m…” his intense stare was boring right into her soul and she had to start over again. “I’m Y/n.” she whispered intimidated, her whole body shaking. How was it that he was even more intimidating than two years ago? Last time, she was scared, yes, but this time she was mortified being so close to him, especially since he didn’t remember who she was. For him, she was an intruder, probably with bad intentions. How could she be so foolish?

Kid looked her up and down, a scowl on his face. “Why are you here?” he asked. “I….I wanted to…see you.” Kid had to concentrate to hear her, barking at his crew to ‘shit the fuck up’ when they laughed at her pathetic form. Killer showed up right next to his captain. She felt his eyes look her up and down before he looked at Kid.

“I think I know her. She was the princess from that country we raided.” Kid looked at him confused, obviously not knowing which of the many countries he was talking about. But then it clicked and a huge grin replaced the scowl. He turned his head back to her, realization reflecting in his eyes.

“Oh, it’s the little princess, right?” he let go of his gun and took her chin between his index finger and thumb, eying her face curiously. “How comes you’re here? Have you missed me that much?” her cheeks flushed bright red and she averted her gaze, unable to answer his question.

“Why are you so shy, all of a sudden? If I remember correctly you were pretty damn loud the last time I saw you, Princess.” He chuckled; his thumb swept across her bottom lip. The men around them laughed, one of them whistled.

“Do you live on this island now? It’s a pretty island. Probably a lot of wealthy people here.” He withdrew his hand, leaving her longing for more of his touch.

The realization of his words hit her shortly after and she looked at him in shock. “What? No! Please, don’t do this again!” as good as he had made her feel back then, the trauma of your country, your home being invaded, your people being killed still haunted her dreams. Those were the nights she wished to forget but knew she never could.

Kid started laughing at her reaction, stepping a step back, his hand on his hip. “Why not? Who will stop us? You, Princess?” he teased, leaning down to her, a mad glint in his eyes. “Please….I’m…I’m begging you! Leave this country alone.” Tears started forming in her eyes. Now she knew why she came here. She wanted to confirm what she already knew. She came here to hear him say that they would repeat what they had done two years ago and she needed to stop him!

The captain chuckled amused, straightening his back again and crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Usually, people go in their knees when they beg someone.” His voice was cutting through her like a knife. “C’mon, princess. I think I’ve taught you before how to kneel in front of someone, haven’t I?” knowing laughter echoed through the cold air. Embarrassment was written all over her face at the mention of how she knelt in front of him, everyone around them knowing exactly what their captain was talking about.

Hesitantly, she got down on her knees and bowed her head down to the cold ground, her forehead touching the dirt. “Please…..” she whispered, tears running down her cheeks. “Please what?” Kid insisted, making her repeat herself. “Please, leave my country alone.” “Your country?” He asked, smirking at her kneeling form. “Oh right, you were about to get married! How’s the life as a wife? Making your man as happy as you made me?” he crouched down in front of her, his warm hand patting her head before grabbing her hair and pulling it up, making her yelp in pain in the process.

“Did you learn any new tricks while I was gone?” his voice was low and heavy with suggestion, making her stomach twist at his words. She stayed silent, not wanting to answer this humiliating question. “I bet you did…mind if you show me?” Her eyes were staring back at his but out of the corners she saw the outlines of his dick pressing against his pants. She swallowed thickly, already made up her mind.

She didn’t need to answer to his question. He let go of her hair and got up, not bothering to help her up as well and just walking away, expecting her to follow. “I’ll be back soon!” he informed his crew with a cocky smirk, disappearing into the darkness. She had to hurry as to not lose him, the laughter of his crew following her with every step.

She followed his huge form through the small forest until they stood right in front of his ship. It was huge up close and her mouth was agape in awe. She had never seen a pirate ship up close but it was so exciting. Kid was already on the bridge, waiting for her to follow him. Quickly, she boarded the ship after him, looking around curiously. She kind of felt like a puppy following its master the way she was following him but she couldn’t help it. She was simply drawn to him. No matter how scared she was of him, how moody he could be, the excited feeling took over almost always, throwing all concerns over board.

“Pretty cool, huh? You said you wanted to become a pirate. I guess this is the closest you’ll ever get to become one.” He teased, knowing she would never leave her country. She just wasn’t cut to be a pirate. “Come.” He said, opening a door leading to as small hallway before he opened another door, giving way to his personal quarters.

She stepped inside and he closed the door behind her, not locking it this time. And why should he? She came here on her own accord, he wasn’t forcing her to follow him like last time. His dick was still hard but not as painful as before after having some time cooling down a little on the way here. But the moment he laid his eyes on her the blood rushed right back into his nether region.

She was standing in front of his bed, her front facing him and her hands had already removed the hoodie, leaving her in a thin, almost see-through top, her nipples visible under the fabric. “Fuck, princess.” He purred, taking two steps to stand right in front of her, admiring the perky little nubs.

“Not as shy as I remember but I like it!” he praised, his hand moving under her top, up her stomach to her breasts, fondling one roughly. She moaned, closing her eyes at his touch. Her hands moved over his muscular chest, scratching her nails over his skin. His grin widened and he removed the top, exposing her naked upper body. He licked his lips at the sight, leaning down to bite at the sensitive flesh with his teeth. Another moan filled the room and she opened the two belts he was wearing before opening his pants, letting them glide to the floor.

“Someone’s eager. I like it.” He purred, opening her pants as well and almost ripping them off her body, her panties following right after. “Kid…!” she panted, getting rid of the rest of his clothes until they both were completely naked. He pushed her onto the bed, taking a quick look at her open legs before she closed them and kneeled in front of him on his bed, eye-level with his dick.

Kid swept her hair out of her face, resting his hand on the back of her head. “Such a nice view. C’mon, princess. Show me how you blow your little king.” He purred, making her blush deeply. But she didn’t protest. Instead, she took his heavy dick into her hand, stroking it a couple of times before kissing the flushed tip. She tasted the first dops of his pre-cum, licking it up with her tongue. Kid watched her in amazement. She had changed so much. She was almost like a professional but with better hygiene and more wealth to her name.

“What a good, slutty princess, licking my dick like a lollipop.” At his praise she rubbed her legs together creating some friction. But she didn’t pay it any further mind and instead concentrated on the task at hand.

She closed her soft lips around his head, taking him in more and more. Her hand was stroking the part her mouth couldn’t reach, following the movements of her mouth. Kid groaned at the sight, guiding her head a little with his hand, his hips thrusting lazily against her face.

“Look at me, princess.” She opened her eyes at his demand, looking up at his, a wave of heat instantly rushing down to her core. Kid chuckled and began moving her head a little faster and deeper. Shameless, throaty moans filled the room. Her hand came up and started fondling his balls, squeezing them lightly while he face fucked her, his mushroom head bumping against the back if her throat. A few choked noises left her body but nothing too major. Saliva ran down her chin and just the sight of that could’ve made him cum at once but he held himself back. It would’ve been a waste to cum already, no matter how fucking lewd and sexy she was looking right now.

“You’ve trained quite a lot. Do you only suck your king’s dick or do you go around practice with the guards as well? Either way, he should be proud of his little whore.” Even if she could have she probably wouldn’t have retorted anything simply she didn’t know what. But his words had her pussy clench around nothing. Something about him calling her a whore had her whole body tingle in excitement.

“Good princess.” He praised, his eyes not leaving hers. He just glanced up once, seeing her hips wiggle, showing him how horny she was. “You want me fuck you, princess?” he asked when he looked back at her face. A small, muffled moan was his answer and he pushed her off his dick.

“Get in all four, princess.” He demanded but she hesitated. Irritated, he raised an eyebrow at her. “I said get in all four!” he repeated himself. The princess bit her lip, looking up at him shyly. “Can…can I ride you?” she asked with a weak voice. Kid was surprised to hear her make this request. Usually, the women just followed his orders. This was new. And he liked it. With a huge grin he let himself fall on his bed with his back, crossing his arms behinf his head. “Take a seat.” He invited her, watching her climb over his body, back turned to him. He looked her back up and down, grin even wider when he saw her ass. “What a nice view…”

She took his dick into her hand, the other one braced herself on his thick thigh for support. She raised her body, her core hovering over his dick and she slowly let herself sink on him. It hurt; of course it did. Neither she not he prepared her sex for his dick but over the last couple of years she found out that this made her even hotter. She liked the pain in the beginning, even though it was almost a little bit too painful.

Kid groaned when he felt her heat around him, instinctively thrusting upwards to meet her halfway. She yelped when he filled her out, clenching around him at the feeling. He was bigger than her husband. She could feel his prominent vein that was running over his shaft. She let her head hang low for a moment, letting her pussy adjust to his size before she started moving.

He watched as his dick slowly glided out of her core before she let herself fall back onto hi with a loud moan. “Fuck.” He hissed, closing his eyes at the feeling. His hand came back from under his head, grabbing the juncture between hip and thigh, digging his nails into her skin. “Move those fucking hips, princess.” He groaned. She let him sink in and glide out with each move, watching the show like Kid and feeling her stomach tingle.

It was so much different form her husband, so much more exciting that she picked up her pace soon, wanting to feel him deeper and deeper inside of her. Kid’s hand moved up, grabbing her tit in his big hand, fondling it roughly, playing with the sensitive tissues. She leaned back on him, her hands now bracing herself on his muscular chest for support, moving her hips up and down while the pirate thrusted his hips upwards in tandem.

Soon, Kid’s metal arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her back onto his chest, securing her body with said arm and thrusting up into her at an almost abnormal speed, making her see stars. His other hand glided between her legs, finding the swollen nub and circling it almost forcefully. She screamed in pleasure, pressing her back against his torso, feeling his hard muscles work under her and his ragged breathing tickling her skin.

“Kid….Kid I can’t hold it in any longer…!” she moaned, feeling the familiar feeling coil inside her stomach. Kid’s grip tightened and she could feel his grin behind her. “Already?” he taunted her, picking up his speed again, making her form incoherent sentences. “Guess it can’t be helped, princess.” He pressed his thumb down hard on her clit making her scream in bliss. She arched her body as she came with his name on her lips around his cock, tightening around him oh so good.

Kid didn’t stop, his grip got even tighter as he fucked into her sensitive cunt, seeking his own relief. Her whole body was trembling due to overstimulation, her pussy sore and begging for him to stop but soon enough it was replaced by pleasure once more.

“Fuck…princess! You enjoy this way too much!” he laughed to her moans. With a swift move he turned around with her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. He started fucking her from behind, reaching even deeper parts of her body. He grabbed her hair with his hand, making her turn her head to give him access to her neck. His lips started sucking on the think skin, ready to leave dark marks. “N-no! My husband!” she moaned but it was too late.

“You have time to think about your husband at a time like this? I think I need to fuck you even harder, princess.” He purred into her ear, before getting up, grabbing her hips in his hands and slamming his hips against her ass, filling her out in all the right ways. “Shit…Kid! Just like that!” she moaned, moving against his hard thrusts. Kid moaned as well, throwing his head back and enjoying the feeling.

It didn’t take long for her to reach her second orgasm, screaming his name and clenching so hard around him, forcing him to cum as well. He was smart enough to withdraw the last second, coating her back instead with his sticky semen. With a grin he stroked every last bit of his cum out, smearing it over her body.

She was lying there, panting heavily, with heavy eyes, ready to fall asleep.

“Don’t you dare fall asleep here. You go right back to your husband. Maybe you can show him what a mess a real man can make.” He purred, already climbing off his bed to go to the bathroom. “Get dressed and fuck off, princess. I don’t need your king becoming suspicious cause you’re gone for so long. We’re gonna leave tomorrow so no worries.” He came back, leaning against the door frame. “We weren’t planning on raiding your cute little country in the first place. But your begging was really good. Hope to see it again someday.”

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Spicy Sakazuki - I Miss The Misery (Halestorm)

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I miss the rough sex Leaves me a mess I miss the feeling of pains in my chest

His hands ran across your naked skin, your legs tightly wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer with every hard thrust against your burning core. You were sweating like a madman, strands of hair clinging to your face.

Sakazuki was grunting above you, a slightly cocky grin on his face as he watched you writhe underneath him. He liked it that way; your body begging for more, you trembling with every snap of his hips, grinding himself inside of you completely, and your almost desperate sounding moans.

His large hand rested on your lower stomach, feeling the huge bulge his dick was making while pounding inside you. He picked up the speed, not nearly the fastest he could go but he knew your body could take it. A high-pitched cry left your throat, your body trying to inch away from him due to the huge pleasure. Your lungs were burning from moaning, crying, and panting, your whole body on edge, ready for your orgasm. God, how much you’ve missed it.