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It's Kuroobi's turn for some loving!

If you've been reading my Arlong Pirates story, you'll be happy to know that Kuroobi gets his turn with a reader of his own! Link and snippets under the pictures. Yes, as with previous chapters this has some NSFW content. Arlong Pirate simps, let us all rejoice.

You take off your sandals and wade in the shallows, feeling a bit of buzz from the rum you’d been drinking, but the sharp ocean breeze keeps the buzz from being too much. Without thinking, you walk further down the beach, your companions becoming nothing more than shadows stretching from the bonfire. It’s a lovely place, and it’s no wonder that some humans want to live out here. Well, they can if they pay their tribute to Arlong. You chuckle to yourself before you become aware of the sensation of being watched.

Further down the beach is Kuroobi, looking ghostly pale in the moonlight, stark against his somber clothing. You gasp softly, wondering when he’d come here. Last you saw him, he’d been near the fire with the rest of you. He’s standing there with his arms crossed, staring off into the void.

Your first instinct is to back away. It would be rude to interrupt someone's meditation. But it's hard not to just stand where you are, the waves crashing around your ankles as you silently admire him. Your vision blurs a bit, so that all you see is black and white, the darkness of the sky and the sea and Kuroobi's hair and clothing, and the paleness of the crescent that hangs above the two of you, the pinpricks of the stars, and his exposed flesh. You've been attracted to him from day one but never hinted at it. He was your superior and your mentor. Not only that, but you didn't think he liked you that way. You weren't sure if he had any sort of inclination, and you know what, that was just fine. It didn't mean you couldn't admire him from afar, right? He could still be a good influence in your life, and you could continue to learn from him. Maybe that was all it was meant to be.

You would be lying though, if you said you never fantasized about him. He was a remarkable physical specimen after all, and you were a healthy female with natural desires. And how many times had you seen him in action, either in battle or against him in the ring?

You’re so lost in your thoughts that you are startled when something obscures your vision, and you realize he is standing right in front of you!

You blink and wonder how the hell you’d been so careless as to let someone sneak up on you! Thank goodness it was Kuroobi and not some human in the throes of desperate heroism. But then, it had been Kuroobi who distracted you…

Your heart is pounding as you tilt your head to look up at him, his face cast in shadow. You have to remind yourself to breathe as you register his nearness.

“M- my apologies,” you offer quickly. “I did not realize you were here. I thought you were back there,” you offer in a truthful explanation.

“I see," he replied neutrally. You have no glib comment to offer and swallow thickly as you again register how near he is to you. “So you chose to stand there and stare at me.”

You quickly look down, bashful and embarrassed. A finger presses against the underside of your chin, and you are guided to look up at him. It’s difficult to make out his features, but you see his eyes fixed upon you.

“I’ve been keeping my eye on you, Y/n. Since you first appeared at the park.”

“… Oh.” Again, no glib comment. Anything that pops into your head just sounds trite. It’s just now occurring to you that there is a chance that Kuroobi might reciprocate your desire. At least, if you’re not misunderstanding him.

“I know you’ve been watching me.”

You can not deny that. What can you say? Apologize for checking him out? “Um. I’m your student, I’m just trying to learn what I can,” you offer. It’s not the whole truth, no. But it’s a smattering of honesty, at least.

“You have learned much. But that’s not the only thing you’re interested in.”

How the hell did he know? You take a step back, blinking in surprise. Like most people in this sort of situation, your first thought is to offer a denial, trying to bluster your way out. But that would be dishonest. You’re afraid to say yes, so all you offer is silence.

“So… instead of honesty, you think silence is the safer option?” he asks. You could swear there is an edge of disappointment in his tone.

“Honesty and silence are both virtues as you pointed out, though sometimes one is better than the other, depending on the situation… although… silence can sometimes offer a greater truth.”

This time, it is his turn to be silent. You didn’t expect to have a philosophical discussion with Kuroobi here, but let’s roll with it. “Sometimes silence says more than a thousand words ever could. If you know where to look…” As a warrior, Kuroobi knows this well.

So Kuroobi acts swiftly and decisively, and you wonder how long he’d been wanting to do this as you feel his lips against yours. You jolt for a moment before relaxing, instinctively reaching up with one hand to hook it against the side of his neck, feeling the pleasingly hard flesh of these thick muscles. Your other hand grabs the side of his shirt, and his hands go to your sides, pulling you to himself as you slide your tongue against his lips, and he parts them to reveal even, square teeth. His tongue rises to meet yours, and you arch as one of his hands reaches down to cup your ass.

Your head is swimming with all this pent-up desire, and you turn your head to break the kiss, panting quietly.

“I’ll be honest. I want to fuck you,” you say.

“Good," he says roughly, and he lifts you to throw you over his shoulder, making his way to where he'd been standing before, on a bit of sandbar that jutted out at the curve of the island. Unless someone comes looking for either of you, you're guaranteed privacy. You reach down and run your hands across Kuroobi's broad back as he makes his way, savoring the feel of him.

“You’re quite a fine lad,” you coo as you slide your palms while pressing them down, giving him a bit of a massage as you feel his muscles flex. “I’d grab your butt, but I can’t reach that far down.”

The chuckle that comes from him is surprisingly warm, and when he comes to his destination, he handles you smoothly, lowering you to the sand. You ache hotly, and even though there’s one basic way to satisfy that ache, every man is different, and you wonder how Kuroobi will go about doing that.

Your garb is similar to his own, though that is a mere coincidence. As someone who'd trained in martial arts on Fish-Man Island, you found it convenient to go around in garb that did not impede your motion. So no skirts or other overly feminine garb, and you liked darker colors too. You liked how the muted colors set off the color of your scales, so you're clad in a wraparound shirt with short sleeves, and matching capris that from the distance, look a lot like Kuroobi's gi.

You're aroused, but nervous as hell. Losing virginity in itself isn't what concerns you, but how this encounter will be and how it might affect your relationship with your mentor. You feel his hand on you, sliding along your clothed body – shoulder, breasts, stomach, thighs, knees, and then circling back up the same route, more slowly this time, your skin warming under his touch. It almost feels like a massage, and you arch into his touch because you're surprised at how amazing it feels.

If him rubbing you through clothes feels that good, then what will intimacy be like? Your brain almost short-circuits trying to analyze that.

“Kuroobi…” you sigh, resting your hand on top of his own. “That feels too damn good.” You look up at him and you do not doubt he can see the desire in your features or the heat in your half-lidded gaze. He repeats the cycle a few more times, leaning in a bit closer every time. His hand slips under your shirt and waistband, and without question, you spread your knees, feeling him work his way past your panties, a finger and then another one sliding in.

Hoo boy, he moves fast, but then, you just told him you wanted to fuck. He looks down at you with a smirk, working in silence, making note of every sound and squirm you make in response to what he’s doing with his fingers. He maps you, prodding along the moist folds and up your slick channel, and circling your clitoris before rubbing that sensitive nub.

“Ah… fuck!” you breathe as you press against his hand. Taking some initiative, you grab his shirt to pull him down for another kiss, his hand continuing its work as you probe his lips with your tongue. He opens his mouth, his tongue emerging eagerly to slide past your jagged teeth so that he’s now plunging in both ends. You growl into the kiss but are careful to not bite him.

You grope around, feeling toned abs and powerful thighs before you find what you’re looking for, and fuck, it feels thick under the fabric of his pants. You massage it, feeling it twitch and pulse, and you ache as you think of this sliding into you, opening you up.

“Eager, are you not?” he asks with a pleased rumble, his hand thrusting against you with a rapid-fire motion, like the punches he does.

“Ye- Oh! Ah- Fuck!" His cock forgotten for the moment, you writhe around on his hand as his fingers bully your clit and g-spot, and you have to bite your lip to keep from screaming when you tumble over the edge. After a few moments, he withdraws his hand and tugs your pants off. You tug your shirt open to offer him a view of your chest, and he nods approvingly as he pulls his shorts to his knees, spreading you open and nudging your quivering slit with the tip of his cock. You look down, and even in the semidarkness, it's an impressive sight, long and thick, turning pink near the tip. It gets slightly thicker around the middle and under the head, which is already oozing precum. His fingers are wrapped around the lower half of the shaft, and you look up, meeting his fierce gaze.

The teasing feel of his manhood almost feels too much. Your insides clench as you think of that buried inside of you.

“Relax,” you hear him say, his free hand squeezing your knee, thumb caressing the side of the joint, which you do find soothing. You nod slowly before he brings his hips forward, spearing your slick womanhood in one brutal thrust.

You muffle another scream as you arch against him, eyes watering for a few moments as your body acclimates to the intruder. Ohh, you’re going to be feeling that in the morning.

“So… fucking thick. Yes…” you moan as you look up at him. “I knew you’d be big, but holy fuck, you’re big!”

He smirks in masculine pride before starting to sway his hips. There are a few jolts of pain at first, but you grit your teeth and it subsides, leaving you with the feeling of fullness, not just within you, but between your thighs, as Kuroobi dominates the space there, his pelvis grinding against you as he bottoms out. You kind of wish he had loose hair that you could grab, and you know better than to mess with his ponytail, so you content yourself with grabbing his shoulders.

As you expected, he goes at you with focus, hitting that spot inside of you again and again, and it’s a miracle you’re able to hold back screams, but that doesn’t mean there weren’t a few squeals and very loud whines. His stamina is more than you expected, and you end up begging for mercy.

“Mercy?” he chuckles into your ear, heatedly biting along your jaw. “Y/n, you asked for this. Are you surrendering?”

“N- No! Ah!" More fierce thrusting has you seeing stars, and you bury your face against his chest so you can scream. One of his hands cups the back of your head to keep you there, comforting in how large it is, leaving you feeling secure even as he fiercely thrusts into you.

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littlesniggy · 3 years

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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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