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lady-lauren · 9 months ago

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❥ SILVERS RAYLEIGH X FEM!READER

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❥ WARNINGS/TAGS: daddy kink, age gap, established fuck-buddy relationship, Rayleigh is a dirty old man who calls you kid, inappropriate use of haki, did he once upon a time take your v card? of course he did, creampie

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The tide always brings you back, no matter how hard you push against it. An enrapturing, enigmatic pull into an embrace that smells like memories.

Rayleigh is too self-satisfied as his calloused fingertips trace over scars he remembers exactly the stories behind. Some he gave, some he saw etched by your naive bravery.

“Been too long, kid. Was startin’ to miss you.”

The bar is closed but your legs are open, spread wide across his lap with your knees sinking into the velvet couch.

“I told you I wasn’t coming back.”

Yet your hands are in his hair, twisting silver locks into knots and pulling, tugging until he smirks and brushes his lips to yours. Heavy hands press your naked hips down against his cock, the thick heat of him smearing between your folds.

“You always come back to Daddy.”

Sinking down onto his cock makes film reels roll behind your eyes. The first time he took you was just like this, only slower, gentler, rocking your hips to the sway of a ship. Now he pushes into you with purpose, passion, like he knows just where he belongs.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groans into your neck, glasses glinting and slipping down his nose.

Muscular arms do the work he wants, fisting the fat of your ass and bouncing you in his lap.

Your head falls back at the warm pleasure, cunt stretching and squishing from every push into your heat.

“Sh-shit, Rayleigh,” you breathe out as your clit brushes against silver curls, the sensation making your eyesight glassy. You try to focus on the cracks in the ceiling, not the feel of him stretching inside of you, yet lose your concentration when his lips find the perfect spot on your neck to suck.

You feel small against his chest as he pulls you closer, tighter, thrusting deep enough to make you hiccup from bliss.

Rolling your hips to match his pace, you sink yourself farther down his cock, bucking to chase your pleasure.

“Atta girl.” Rayleigh swipes his hot tongue up your arched neck.

Your nails scrape down his shoulders, the smell of his skin filtering into the scent of sex.

You know his body like he knows yours; you know to press your tits to his chest, to wait for the grumble he gives at the feel of your hard nipples before leaning forward to kiss your way up the stitching scar that curls over his pectoral.

His cock twitches in your depths and you feel his cockhead thump against your walls. He pushes and pulls, groaning when your nails find the defined muscles of his sides.

Bodies fall into a comfortable rhythm, your head lolling against his shoulder as you take what he gives. It’s as if he fucks you to your quickening heartbeat, every thrust drumming into your guts with perfect tempo.

The scruff of Rayleigh’s beard rubs against your cheek, looking for your attention.

“What’s on your mind?” He bounces you a bit harder in his lap, thumbs digging into the crease of your hips. “Tell Daddy.”

His voice is like warm water dripping down carefully placed stones, so casual yet poignant. He won’t rest until you give him what he wants.

Distracting yourself by kissing up his neck, you taste his sweat and move your fingers to his hair.

You catch your breath between the shoves of his cock, “I…” you moan deep, “always end up here.” With him, in his arms, with his cock pressed so deeply you feel it days later.

“You know why,” he smirks as he leans you back, gripping your ribcage between careful hands, thumbs brushing against the undersides of your breasts.

The change in angle on his lap has his cock smoothing against the back of your cunt, cockhead nudging your soft spots with every plunge.

You shake your head in a bit of defiance, content to just feel him, not to think.

“Do I need to make you say it?”

The lopsided grin that splits his face makes a thrill run down your spine. He looks devious, like the Dark King is ready to play.

After a few beats of slick silence, Rayleigh moves forward, putting a big palm between your bouncing tits and pushing until your back hits the low table behind you.

He leaves your body only for a moment. He gets on his knees on the fraying rug before spearing his thick cock back into your cunt, the quick thrust making you slide against wood.

“Fuuuuck,” you hiss, hands flying above your head to grip the edge of the table for stability.

Silver hair falls over your face as he kisses you, a little frenzied as he falls into the pleasure of being able to put more force into his thrusts. One hand grabs your breast while the other flattens over your stomach, pushing down until he can feel himself moving inside of you.

“God, you feel so good, Daddy,” the title is always heavy in your mouth, like an admission of guilt, “make me feel so, so good.”

“That’s right.” Rayleigh’s thighs slap against the table as he picks up his pace. “No one’s better than your first, hm?”

Grunting, his massive body straightens, both hands finding a home on your hips.

“I ruined you for anyone else,” he reminds you every time you come back. The gleam in his eyes, darkened by the shade of his glasses, makes you squeeze around his pounding cock.

“Oh shush, old man.”

Yet you’re panting, sweat dripping down the back of your neck, pooling under your tits. Pleasure is spreading every time he presses into your core, rippling like webs underneath your skin. Everything is hot—the spread of your thighs, the grip in your knuckles, your ears listening to every deep moan he releases as he finds gratification in your body.

“Oh come on, kid,” Rayleigh tuts, snapping his hips a little harder.

Long fingers move over your hips, both of his thumbs coming to press against your clit that aches every time his taut stomach presses against it. He keeps his pressure light, just enough to make you whine and jolt to where your head nearly hangs off the coffee table.

“Ain’t no other man can do this to you.”

He swirls both thumbs over your clit as he thrusts deep, pinning your hips with his strong hands to keep you from squirming away. The onslaught is quick, sharp, lights flashing behind your eyes. The coil of orgasm strikes your tummy like lightning, making you bite a scream between your teeth.

“Shit, fuck!”

Rayleigh grins and mumbles to himself, something about how he shouldn’t have taught you to have such a dirty mouth.

You know the rules, he doesn’t even have to say them. You know if you want to burst, you’ll have to beg.

Your throat feels dry from all your gasping and moaning, it takes a few passes of his cock in your cunt before you’re able to try and find your voice.

“Please, please, Daddy, please, I need…”

You can hear the table creaking under your weight, the legs scraping against the floor, leaving marks you’ll look at the next time you end up back in this bar.

“Yeah? You can do bett—”

“God fuck Daddy please, fortheloveoffucking god, Rayleigh, make me cum!”

Your words bleed together over the sound of his skin slapping against yours, sinking into the smell of salt and sea on his skin.

He pauses, pulling your hips down until you hurt from being spread around him. Grinding his cock into you, you feel the lick of his haki slicing over your body, your mind, searing straight between your legs until his power and the rub of his fingers over your clit make you forget to breathe.

Your cunt sucks so tightly that you can feel him throbbing within you, pulses of his cum mixing with the shattering of your orgasm. You crest and fall for what feels like eternity in just a few seconds.

Your nails take chunks out of the table, his knees slip against the rug.

It’s not until you feel Rayleigh’s long hair spread across your chest that you realize where you are, what you’ve done, again.

“Welcome home, kid.”

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thetrasha · 5 days ago

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Hello! I was wondering if i could get Ace, Marco, and Rayleigh, (maybe shanks, beckman and hongo if youre able to!) On their favorite thing they love about you!

Sure thing! I modified the request very slightly (just so I'm able to spin this into a short scenario with a catchy title🫡💕[you guys know I love my titles lol]), hope that's okay with you!! Thank you so much for such a diverse cast LOL I'm sorry I didn't include Hongo - it's just that I never heard him talk and saw him basically once in my life 😭But I included Kid and Mihawk instead just to balance it out (I was randomly inspired to choose these two), it's like a 2 for 1 deal so I hope it's not too bad (✿◡‿◡)

PS. German-speaking op fans...? My people 🤝

He Can’t Resist You…!

feat. ACE, MARCO, RAYLEIGH, SHANKS, BENN BECKMAN, KID, MIHAWK

ACE …when you listen to his troubles and comfort him!

Ace is often pretty hard on himself. He cannot count how many insults and beatings he had to take just because someone else thought the idea of the son of Roger existing was either a fabricated lie or that said child should have been killed on sight. That’s how Ace learnt to fight, took on much bigger and stronger opponents as the years went by, which eventually made him who he was. He earned his spot as one of Whitebeard’s commanders and has accepted this new family, but that doesn’t mean that rejection isn’t hard-coded into his brain. He fears not being enough and firmly believes that if he didn’t push himself so much, he’d be a disgraced pirate, terrible son and worse brother. But… he’s forgotten how to be kind to himself – he has plenty kindness for everyone around him, but Ace is a master at punishing himself for things that do not matter. It’s gotten better, though.

You’re suddenly there – and you care very much… about everyone, but mostly about him. This presence next to him that cannot be swayed is a great source of comfort for him. The first time he opened up to reveal some things about his upbringing, you were so upset that you were close to tears. How sweet… he hasn’t cried about these things in years, too intimately familiar with the pain to cope with its sorrow, but you decided to share his grief and pile it onto your own out of the pure goodness of your heart and love for him. Ace thinks it’s one of the greatest gifts he’s ever been given.

MARCO

…when you help him out!

Marco is a pretty busy man who’s always needed somewhere. Quiet days actually unsettle him; it’s like the universe is just out to get him and will decide to hand him a freshly infected open fracture if he can enjoy his morning coffee in peace… The crew is made up of excellent fighters and these men and women are just dying to test their strength time and time again, protecting their dad who’s very much capable of taking care of himself in a fight despite the chronic issues he’s dealing with. Marco has never lost his kind spirit though, meaning he’s willing to help anyone who needs it. Having you helping the man who’s vehemently trying to aid all the others is thus the best part of the day. You’re always there, even if you’re not physically present… you often leave him little snacks that remind him to eat, there’s always a pot of coffee waiting for him in the med bay, and – the best thing, honestly – at the end of the day, you come into his room just to make up for the time that you’ve lost throughout the maddening daytime. You talk, laugh and just exist together. It’s domestic bliss for Marco, who finally feels like he can wind down and relax with you curled up in his arms, chatting about your day and how you can’t look at Vista ever again because he shaved and he looks so weird and-

He listens to everything, but rarely offers his own commentary. He’s just happy you’re there with him.

RAYLEIGH

…when you look at him like he’s your hero!

Silvers Rayleigh – a name that strikes the fear of God in most people. His infamous image is that of a terrifyingly strong man who served as Gold Roger’s right-hand man; he’s amongst the few lucky men who conquered the Grandline and lived to tell the tale… at the same time, to most naive rookies on Sabaody, he’s a senile old man who keeps “escaping from” his handlers and ending up in the same auction house over and over and over again. You happen to know that strange man, though. “Dark King” Rayleigh… being in the same room as someone like him… what an honour! You couldn’t help but steal glances at him, alerting him of your presence immediately. At first, he thought you were looking for a fight. He’s seen your bounty poster near the port and wow, your picture doesn’t do you justice, sweetheart and wait a minute… oh, those eyes aren’t hostile at all. He flashes you a smile, noting how nervously you shifted around all of the sudden, looking at your crew to subtly celebrate this moment.

Well, Rayleigh cannot help but love an opportunity to show off in front of a pretty face, so… he just offers to teach you some tricks. That’s how you got to know him in the first place, having long realised that he’s just some man who know a thing or two about piracy… but every single time you come back to him, you look at him with the same look of reverence. It’s very flattering to know that he’s still got it… and he’s got the confidence and shamelessness to make a move on you. That hand on the small of your back? Oh, sorry, love, must’ve been lost in thought… You still give him the look and bashfully chew on your lip, though. Nothing’s changed. Hm… maybe the hearts in your eyes did become bigger… heh.

What a lucky man he is indeed.

SHANKS

…when you care for him like he needs it!

Shanks is just as much of a living legend who cannot go anywhere where people of a certain calibre won’t cower in fear before him. How ironic that a man like him just loves when you have to fight him just to go to bed before the daylight greets him, he absolutely adores when you repeatedly push your index finger against his bare chest to tell him that he cannot keep drinking like this if he wants to find the One Piece and he is so weak for you who berates him whenever you have the chance to do so. He could sigh like a lovesick fool at your stern eyes and firm words, knowing that your love for him runs so deep… that you’d be willing to not just take on your captain in protest, you’d take on Shanks.

He is free to be just… himself around you; he needs it more than he needs air. You respect him as a man but you don’t respect him for his status at all, you push him around more than he does his crew for God’s sake!

He loves it.

And whenever he cannot keep up the facade anymore, when flirtatiously telling you to drop it and let him keep his bad habits, you’re right there with him in his private quarters, letting his head rest on your lap as you play with his deep red locks. And you let this lovesick, drunken fool rant about his problems like he isn’t Shanks – like he doesn’t have to save the world all by himself.

BENN BECKMAN

…when you engage in deep conversations that stimulate the mind!

He’s far more dangerous than his broad frame would suggest since he’s both pure brawn and brain. His intellect is one of his greatest assets, but with such a crew… It’s honestly a trait that makes rather lonesome. Benn is extremely laid-back despite being such a serious guy – that’s many because he has never been challenged properly. Nothing is mentally stimulating enough for him to fully lock in. You’re different… Shanks, of course, didn’t recruit you because of your intelligence, that’s a skill much better suited for the city rather than the sea, but you happen to have both brawn and brain as well. Benn noticed that immediately, you’re just as resigned as he is and nothing can quite satiate that natural curiosity in you for all the sea offers are battles and fever dreams… Still, you chose this life for a reason and thus, Benn Beckman himself starts following you around. It’s weird to watch your vice captain hunt you down like you’re the enemy when you’re just trying to mind your business aboard the Red Force, but he cannot help but ask you what you’re up to. Your suspicion only ever goes away after a few times, after you noticed that he’s just… trying to talk.

His opinions are fascinating. He takes you stargazing and casually asks you what you think about the passage of time, what it means to be alive, what you hoped to become – he’s throwing all these deeply profound questions at you and instead of stammering through them like a silly child, you answer them with just as much seriousness as he hoped you would. You understand the gravitas of his words, process them quickly and you never say things without meaning them. You’ve become his happy place – a place where he can express himself.

KID …when you talk back!

Kid expects everyone to just fall in line with what he says… no matter how stupid his “suggestions” actually are. If he has a plan, he wants to see it executed. Someone else might offer up a better plan down the line, but Kid would be so bitter about not having the same thought first that he’d double down on his initial idea and make the crew work even harder just to prove a point. Everybody knows that he’s a complete and utter hypocrite, but they put up with him – they believe in his ability to lead and they all want to see him become King of the Pirates since he’s offered something very few captains could: Unconditional freedom. Regardless of how unconventional and socially unacceptable someone was, they’d have a place on the Victoria Punk as long as they managed to prove themselves worthy of being there and didn’t belittle anybody else’s aspirations.

…But you knew that Kid just couldn’t help dunking on people left and right due to his explosive anger. Once he feels slighted in any way, he’s making it everyone’s problem. So – after the captain called everyone on deck to rant about his loyal crew just minutes after reading that Straw Hat Luffy has acquired a new bounty in the Newscoo newspaper, you couldn’t help yourself either. As soon as the captain got to you, your unimpressed glance turned vitriolic – you went off on your captain, telling him that everyone here chose to follow him because he’s the best option, because they want to be around him and that he has absolutely no business being this upset over someone else’s bounty when he believes that he can conquer the Grandline first. He should suck it up and prove his frenemy wrong! You screamed at him, your passionate speech getting drowned out by the deafening silence of… Captain Kid…

Honestly, Killer and Heat thought you were toast.

But nobody anticipated that, with ruby red cheeks, Kid suddenly dismissed everyone on deck and gave all of you tasks that… didn’t make any damn sense!

MIHAWK

…when you trust him first!

Mihawk is the apex predator – lethal, efficient and an unprecedented danger. People instinctively know to keep their guard up around him… as does he. He would claim that he prefers it that way, but you happen to, after literal years of knowing each other, let him in, slowly but surely. Even if he can go no-contact for months on end, even if you have your own life to worry about, you both find yourselves returning to each other and maintaining a weird… friendship (?), if you could call it that. Mihawk isn’t one for talking to random strangers, but you’re no nobody. You’re capable of handling yourself and he’s seen your strength, secretly thinks you’re quite impressive even, but you’re certainly no match for him… Still, you seem to trust him to keep your secrets safe, to keep you, by extension, safe. You firmly believe that he wouldn’t abandon you.

And he wouldn’t. Trust doesn’t come naturally to someone like him. He distrusts the world and doesn’t tell anybody anything, but he does appreciate it when he isn’t viewed like a cold-blooded killer whose only goal is to maintain a reputation that came with a title.

You want to see him for who he is, you roll over and show him your belly; you basically gave him an opening to kill you – all voluntarily. You’re so vulnerable when you talk about your burdens, but you also look like confiding in… a friend (?) heals all those wounds.

Somehow, he’s determined to prove himself to you now. It’s a slow puncture wound, but your trust will eventually pierce his heart.

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rollinouttahere-writes · 28 days ago

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Do you have any opinions on one piece yanderes who react well or poorly to their darling acting out intentionally for attention? I think sanji would drop anything in order to give you attention! I also think this would work with like, doflamingo or sir crocodile but WATCH OUT!!! I think it wouldn't work at all on Mihawk. He could outlast us so easily. Even at my most annoying I don't think he'd break. Messed up.

It would absolutely work on Sanji. You don't even really need to act out, just sighing loud enough would have him tripping over himself to cater to you lol

The rest under the cut because this got long

Other characters that this would work on:

Luffy, but also like I can't imagine you would ever NEED to. He's already glued to your side. Demanding more attention is just kinda greedy at that point.

Ace is honestly almost as bad as Sanji when it comes to spoiling his darling. He feels guilty that you're "stuck" with him and is always trying to make it up to you. But if spending even more time with you is what you want he will be on cloud 9. This is an absolute win in his book.

Usopp isn't surprised that you want more attention he is, of course you wanted more of him! Who wouldn't? He's going to talk your ear off for the rest of the day.

Robin feels a little bad once she realizes what you're doing. She does have a tendency to lose herself to the books she's reading, so she understands where you're coming from and offers to read with you. This backfires on you and makes you feel bad for acting out.

Franky rolls with the punches. This does not phase him. You're not doing anything worse than what members of the Franky family would do. He'll drag you into his workshop with him and tell you all about what he's working on, so I hope you're into that sort of a thing.

Brook is flustered that you're so down bad for him that this is what you're resorting to. You just can't get enough of him! Control yourself! Or don't. He won't actually complain.

Bartolomeo is potentially a bigger simp than Sanji, so he'll be sobbing and begging for your forgiveness. He didn't mean to spend four hours worshiping the Luffy shrine! It won't happen again! it will

Buggy gets very bent out of shape over you saying he isn't doing enough with you. How dare you! He's a very busy clown! Do you think this circus runs itself??? But then he's miserably sucking up to you and doing literally anything to gain your approval. Please don't be mad at him :(

Shanks is flattered and lets your outburst go straight to his head. Yeah, he is all that, isn't he? Of course you want more of his attention.

Works but watch out:

Doflamingo makes this a real gamble, but either way you'll regret it. He'll either not have the patience for it, or he'll decide to "humor" himself with you since you wanted his attention so badly.

It probably won't work on Crocodile. He's good at ignoring you when he's busy, which is often. If you do manage to do enough to fully get his attention on you... thoughts and prayers.

Perona will get very indignant at your insinuation that she isn't giving you enough attention. How rude! She sets aside the rest of the day for you, but she is extremely passive aggressive the whole time.

Does not work:

Nami will be annoyed by your audacity. She'll spend time with you later after she's done with her sea charts. Relax.

Boa is Nami x1000. How dare you demand more of her? She's hitting that bent over backwards stance and pointing at you while demanding an apology.

Mihawk and Zoro are much the same here. They'll both hit you with the unimpressed are-you-done-now look and then go back to whatever they were doing.

Jimbei also has a lowkey disappointed dad vibe to him when you act out. If you want to spend more time together, just ask. You'll feel embarrassed by the time he's done scolding you.

Rayleigh is unbothered by your outburst. Quit whining, he'll spend some time with you as soon as he wins this card game. He proceeds to lose immediately and now he's on a prison break sidequest. Just go hang out with Shakky.

Smoker is hitting you with the silent stare until you stop.

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norel-ravenclaw · 1 month ago

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Dark indulgence from your One Piece fave: Running

You’re out too late, maybe drunk, maybe you want to be. Passing through a tavern hall or an alley, you sense someone’s presence only a moment before a huge body is caging you against the wall, hand over your mouth. Angry voices and heavy footsteps come closer and closer. His eyes are piercing, threat heavy in his oppressive touch.

His pursuers stop just a few steps away, every ragged breath audible from your poorly concealed hiding place.

Mentally, he curses, maybe even aloud against your hair. The more seconds pass by, the more it becomes clear that this situation will not be resolved easily. You know his (highly recognisable) face. This town, this island is too small. If these people were to approach you with questions, there would be no deceiving them. If you were even inclined to try.

His brow furrows in annoyance as the group lingers, discussing their next move. And as his mind races, he becomes more aware of this… liability crushed between him and the wall. Your soft body against his heaving chest. Your frightened breath nearly as quick.

Lost in his thoughts, he tenses as you urgently grab his hand. Glaring down, he realises he’s covered your nose as well. He moves it down so you can breathe, instead wrapping his fingers around your throat. Leaning closer, while his opponents are arguing, he whispers, “Quiet.”

You nod urgently, fully capturing the rest of his attention. His only option is to make sure you stay quiet, or it’s all over. Regardless of his general nature, the idea of taking you with him is quickly becoming more appealing - and necessary. He’s on his own for the foreseeable future. And having soft company after weeks of fighting, gathering intelligence, generally being on the run… is starting to sound better and better.

So the moment the others move on, he’s gathering you into his arms and racing back to his escape at the shore, somehow managing to keep a hand around your throat.

Once onboard, you know there’s no escape. You’re at his mercy. And there’s a dark part of him that enjoys that, once he sees you better in the moonlight.

- Corazon was the one I had in mind coming up with this, but it works with so many. Shanks? Robin?? Tell me in the comments/reblog, who did you fill the blank with?

More from my Dark Indulgence series:

- Skipping Steps

- Hero

- Kneeling

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redsshanks · 24 days ago

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totally... should write something for rayleigh... he's so underrated 💔💔

I love Rayleigh and I'm more than happy to write him! I hope you like it! Enjoy some early morning fluff

warnings: it's fluff, a little suggestive but nothing serious. could be read as age gap

word count: 747

It was noon when you finally woke up, the heavy weight of an arm thrown over your body was comforting but that only lasted for a few minutes before you remembered you were mad at the older man. He’d said a few drinks and rounds of cards and you didn’t know why you actually believed him. Rayleigh never just had a few drinks on his nights out.

It was your own fault for believing him really. And your fault for trying to match him drink for drink. And for giving him more. Admittedly you had no real right to be angry with him, you’d ended up drunker than he was. But it was more fun to call him a bad influence, and he’d agree with you.

Your false anger faded when his arm wrapped tighter around you, “You’re thinking too loud. I’m too hungover for that.” His voice was rough as he spoke against your shoulder, beard tickling your skin. “You should be too.”

Turning on your side to face him, you almost pushed him off of you, but you were both too comfortable. Rayleigh was also right, your head hurt too much to try to fight against something you wanted. Warmth and strong arms holding you against a broad chest. It was too easy to get lost in him like this, and he knew it.

“You’re terrible.” Shuffling down the bed you moved so your head was under his chin, sinking more into his warmth and the warmth of the bed. “You’re the one who should be suffering for the both of us. It was your idea, I just went with you.”

He was waking up more while your body was trying to fall back asleep, “Is that right?” Even with the headache his rough laughter was a pleasing sound. “I guess you forgot the whining when I took your last drink. Or the pouting when I said it was time to leave.”

You could hear the smirk in his voice, telling you about things you did vaguely remember. “It’s still your fault. You’re a bad influence, I should never listen to you.” You tried to hide the smile against his chest but you knew he felt it. “A terrible old man with terrible intentions.”

Rayleigh rolled over onto his back, pulling you with him as he did. His large hand resting on the small of your back, keeping you close to him. “I’m also a wise old man, not just terrible.” His hand ran along your back slowly, comforting. “Plus you’re my good luck charm. I won almost every game I played last night.”

Your chin rested on his sternum when you looked up at him, “You probably cheated.” You teased. He had been on a winning streak, it was part of why you drank more, everytime he was brought a drink you were at his side and they were handing you one. “I know you did at least once.” You’d caught him sliding a card out of his sleeve once and just laughed about it. Rayleigh could really get away with anything.

“Just once.” he protested as he reached over to grab his glasses, “Other than that it was all you. Cross my heart.”

“Then I guess you’ll have to keep me around.” Eventually you’d have to get up, you both needed to shower and eat something. But for now this was exactly where you wanted to be. “You’ll have to sell yourself again if I’m gone.”

His laughter was loud and shook his whole body, “As fun as taking advantage of slavers is, I don’t have any plans to get rid of you. I could still do it though, take all their money and buy you something nice.”

Pressing a kiss to his chest you wrapped your arms around him the best you could in your position. “If you want to do something nice for me you’ll carry me to the shower. Not get fake kidnapped.” Even if you knew he could get away in the blink of an eye it still worried you.

Yelping when he stood up you clung to him, surprised by the sudden movement. “I’ll carry you to the shower and join you.” He was grinning as he adjusted you in his arms, “Then we’ll talk about going back out tonight.”

“Terrible! I told you, you’re terrible.” Still there was nowhere else you’d rather be. You’d wake up with a million hangovers if this was how all mornings went.

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worstgenerationloser · 3 months ago

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hi, im the one that asked if you did ships.. what about rayleigh x shakky headcanons (sfw and nsfw) and them with a f reader too

,, My Girlfriend's Girlfriend. ''

Pairings... Silvers Rayleigh x Shakky x F! Reader.

Synopsis... headcanons revolving around your relationship with two charismatic lovers. (and between themselves)

Contains... SFW and NSFW! Be advised.

A/N: my heart is telling me yes and i should 100% marry them both

One thing you need to know about Shakky and Rayleigh's relationship— they're very open, if you catch my drift. Rayleigh; the charismatic devil he was and always will be, he seeks out women quite often and he ends up bringing them home with him. If Shakky wasn't okay with it then she would definitely let it be known, but they have an arrangement so it's more of a routine as of now.

Yes, they do love each other. Most of the time when they run off with others it's simply an exchange of bodies or them robbing the unsuspecting civilian... They end up together eventually, even if sometimes Rayleigh tends to go missing for extended periods of time.

Rayleigh and Shakky are charming and charismatic in their own, Shakky likes to tease and Rayleigh likes to rile people up, they're so different yet so similar in the same way— you would think it's because they've been together so long that they've taken after one another, but it's not. It's like they were destined to be together.

Overall... They are pretty laid back, so they are totally open to telling more about themselves outside of the bedroom, and that eventually leads to the three of you all joining into one couple. Lucky you... As long as you can adjust to their lifestyle and get used to the both of them, there's no issue.

Speaking of adjusting to them, you definitely will be subject to a few experiments; some kinky and some not so much.

Shakky and Rayleigh aren't too public about their relationship with eachother unless they're preparing for a threesome— because they've grown used to the quiet nights where they simply sit together and enjoy eachothers presence. There isn't any need for them to announce it to people they've met less than a few months ago.

They won't mind if you want to shout it from the roof, though. Just wait a few years before they grant you the privilege.

Shakky is the one calling the shots, she's a top whereas Rayleigh is a switch. Honestly? Rayleigh is happy just getting his dick wet wherever it may be, so he doesn't have a specific preference for topping or bottoming. He does find it nice sitting back and letting Shakky tie him up while you two take turns doing what you want to his body.

Did someone say kinky? I did! Roleplay, bondage, brat taming, spanking, edging... As long as you're up for it, these things will be taken to the extremes, specifically bondage and spanking; if you couldn't tell by looking at him, Rayleigh likes the thought of punishing a lady by bending her over and giving her enough spankings to make her sob, (with pleasure of course) while Shakky likes watching you squirm helplessly all while being unable to close your legs or buck your hips while she fingers you at a ridiculously slow pace.

They know your body can take it, so they like testing your limits every once in a while. There's no harm as long as there's a safeword in place, according to Shakky.

An ideal night with all three of you together would be with you legs spread wide open, ankles bound to the posts of the bed while Shakky kisses your neck slower than usual and peppering kisses down all the way to your sternum, stopping to gently massage and lick your breasts, meanwhile Rayleigh takes care of your lower body.

Rayleigh massages your feet and legs, stopping when his heavy hands find their way to your hips or thighs and then he starts to mark you up the best he can without giving up and shoving his face between your legs. Before you three were official they were much more patient; but they aren't getting any younger, and they would rather die than show you how much they want you each night.

If you ask nicely, they'll bend to your will, though.

Long nights are followed by ''dates'' or lazy days... Which naturally end in more long nights. There's no complaints from you, though.

#silvers rayleigh x reader #rayleigh x reader #one piece smut #one piece x reader #one piece x you

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zosanniz · 1 month ago

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Hiiiii, omg it soooo nice to see new people writing for One Piece, specially that write for that many characters, because I was gonna ask just for some strawhats, but then I saw you write for so many other of my faves that I couldn't stop thinking (sorry I'm rambling). I would reaaaally like some Beckman, Mihawk, Katakuri, Kinemon and Rayleigh (I would prefer if it wasn't poly for Kin and Rayleigh, not that I dislike Tsurujo or Shakky they r great, super badass, I'm just being extremely gay right now) with a male or gn reader, that keeps calling them not just handsome and hot but also cute and pretty and beautiful (I did that with my boyfriend and its really cute when more manly people get soft compliments, that just don't expect them). If you want of course, but thank you either way.

OLDER MEN POST (you picked out some yummy men especially the last two)

Beckman shakes his head at you everytime you do it. Beckman isn’t really used to “softer” compliments as he’s typically been in superficial relationships that are purely sexual in nature so when complimenting him like this he doesn’t mind it, just isn’t used to it and is probably kinda flustered and flattered by it (secretly, you probably have no idea tbh since he hides it well). Secretly likes it but probably won’t admit it. He usually will give an amused smile and then tease you with something you knows may fluster you instead, (like a compliment or a nickname)

Mihawks expression will not change but his face almost looks… brighter somehow.. when you say such things about him. He’ll usually reply with a compliment of his own with a straight face. Though he treats your compliments as if you’re stating a fact, since that’s what he does. So he’s just like, confused when you call him cute. “I certainly hope I’m not.” Is typically his response.

Katakuri is far more… flustered by this. I’m gonna be honest I can see him being like a nearly 50 year old (yes he’s that old) virgin. (Oh my god why is he 48). Katakuri typically gets red in the face by being called cute but will typically say “im not cute..” while the tips of his ears burn crimson. He’s just not used to compliments unless it’s related to his strength and how cool he is. And yeah perhaps girls have come onto him and have called him attractive but never something like this.. like just seeing him as a person capable of being soft, cute. Katakuri sometimes gives you a shy “thank you” cause his brain can’t form any other response.

Kinemon is so flustered oh my goshhhh what a nerd. Anytime you give him any kind of compliment, whether it’s calling him sexy or adorable, his entire face goes beet red and smoke steams out of his ears. He’ll probably stutter something about how you need to stop embarrassing him so much with your lovely words, he truly isn’t worthy!

Rayleigh (happy late bday btw) loves it. Though certainly not something he’s ever received before (besides maybe Shakky… or Roger as a joke and perhaps because Roger is just a flirt like that) he welcomes it. Will return the compliments in full but Rayleigh has a habit of making it dirty really fast (low key a perv sorry) but he’s always romantic about it. Truly a man that can make you swoon. He’s a man that is praised by pirates, he’s a man that even in his “retirement” is feared. So like, just kinda nice you just give him soft compliments like that.

#Rayleigh x reader #silvers Rayleigh x reader #op x y/n #op x reader #op x you #one piece x y/n #one piece x reader #one piece x you #katakuri x reader #charlotte katakuri x reader #kinemon x reader #beckman x reader #mihawk x reader

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swampstew · 10 months ago

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Dark King Brat Tamer

Summary: Inspired by this gif submitted by @indydonuts (sorry I prematurely deleted the ask and couldn't find the original!)

Warnings: Silvers Dark King Rayleigh X F! Reader, modernish AU, consent is implied, dom/sub dynamics, spanking, vaginal penetration/fingering.

Minors DNI - my content is for mature audiences only

“You’re a real brat,” ice cubes clinked in your glasses as Rayleigh set his drink down. Rising to his feet, he caged you in your seat with an arrogant smirk on his face.

“Don’t condescend to me, you’re not my dad,” you stuck your tongue out at him, refusing to surrender to the tingling in your stomach at the escalating tension. Every conversation with him turned into this – face to face battles to see who would break first.

Who would make the first move.

“No, I would have taught you better manners. However, I’m not above giving some course correction, and I definitely use the spanking method for brattiness.”

“You wish your hands could spank this ass,” you flit your dilating eyes away, trying to suppress the excitement glowing on your cheeks at the thought of his large, worn hands running up your body.

“You’re too much of a gentleman.”

Rayleigh’s dark eyes widened at the accusation, aghast that you thought so highly of him.

“That’s the thing Y/N, you don’t know me that well,” his body shifted so fast you almost missed him, had you blinked your eyes.

One moment, he was standing in front of you and the next he had taken your seat and sprawled your body over his thighs. A sudden crack in the air followed the sharp slap against your cheek, the feeling of blood pooling in the area was soothed with a heavy hand that gently rubbed the spot.

“You don’t know me at all.”

You let out a gasp as you felt his hand caress the globe of your ass, lowering to the peak where your thighs met. Your ruffled skirt hid his hand as he slipped it under the fabric to feel you better.

Pressing the pad of his finger against your clothed core, your excitement from his touch had left a gooey spot that leaked through. Rayleigh teased his fingers between your covered lips repeatedly before pushing down on the button of your clitoris, which caused your hips to buck. He didn’t stop, grounding his palm against your aching center, pushing the panty aside so he could lubricate his hand.

With the easy access, he started sinking his fingers deep into your cunt until each long digit was soaked with your essence. Watching him lick them made your mouth water until you let out a low whimper for more.

Casting you a proud glance, “Oh does the brat want something?”

You let out a huffed pout, refusing to give him a real answer.

Another crack, your ass cheeks clapped from the force and your throat betrayed you as you let out a mewling yelp.

“Speak up, I’m an old man you know!”

Another smack, but this time his hand was under your skirt as he massaged your puckered flesh. With a gentle nudge of his fingers, your thighs parted slightly and his hand slid down your slit.

Rayleigh let out a low whistle at the pool of slick that had dribbled out of you. The whistle caused some heads to turn at you both, but a single glare from the legend was enough to make all voyeurs around the small, darkened dive bar pass out. Bar tender included.

“Now, where was I?” the lilt in his voice made your body squirm. “Oh right, you were going to say something?”

No the fuck you weren’t. You were many things, and a quitter wasn’t one of them.

Instead, you gave him a challenging smirk.

“Ohhh, you’re in some desperate need of house breaking…” he growled, spreading your legs wider.

Hopeful that he would touch you more, you didn’t expect what came next. Stinging rippled between your legs and the shout you let out echoed in the silent bar.

Rayliegh’s thumb gently rubbed your swollen clit from the mean slap he gave it.

“Let’s try that again. Does the brat have something to say?” “Y-y-yeeeessssss sirrr❤️~”

#silvers rayleigh #rayleigh x reader #silvers rayleigh x reader #dark king rayleigh #rayleigh x yn #one piece fanfiction #silvers rayleigh smut #swampstew bedtime stories

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nocturnalrorobin · 8 months ago

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Punishment

Silvers Rayleigh x f! reader

Cw: degradation, praising, spanking, piv, cervix kiss, dub con (just to be safe)

Summary: you are in relationship with the second in command Silvers Rayleigh. He is punishing you (much to your delight) for something you fail to remember what you did.

Minors DNI

“Ung… I-I’m sorry Sir please.” You whined. You have been speared on Rayleigh's cock for what felt like hours now, just warming it while he did paperwork and his other hand rubbed over your clit in agonising slow pace, but everytime you were about to cum he stopped and took it all away from you. It's clear this was punishment but you couldn't recall what you did wrong.

“What are you sorry for, young lady?” Rayleigh could see tears of frustration pricking at the corner of your eye.

“I-I don't know. Anything. Whatever I did wrong.” You whined and tried your best to move your hips but his hand held you in place. You desperately tried to press his hand harder on your clit but he removed it again.

“I'm sorry young lady but that is not good enough and if you don't stop squirming I will have to punish you with a more firm hand. Is that understood?” You clenched around him at the promise of discipline. A silent nod was all you gave him, before his fingers grabbed your chin and turned your head towards him. “Maybe I'm doing this wrong? You enjoy discipline too much.” The blonde man mused. He lifted your hips so that only his tip was left inside and then quickly thrusted you back down, it took the wind out of your lungs.

You threw your head back and rolled your eyes. “S-siiir. I…” you paused. Was this about Marco? “Sir, I'm sorry I danced with Marco. But there seems to be a misunderstanding heeeeeere.” Rayleigh gave you no chance to finish the sentence he bent you over the desk in an instant.

“Tell me young lady, do you just accept anyone's cock in that pussy of yours? You are nothing more than a little slut.” He bit the nape of your neck and slowly dragged his dick through your wet folds, pushing his tip against your clit as he degraded you. You whined and leaned into him as your pussy clenched around nothing.

“Sir it-it's not like that. I promise. I.. ugh please let me cum sir. I will do anything.” You begged. Rayleigh chuckled, oh how he loved it when you begged.

“You will do anything young lady? You are my needy little slut. Aren't you?” His middle finger circled the tight muscle of your ass. “Give your ass to me. Let me train you properly so you can take me and I forgive you and give you what you want, young lady!” He whispered in your ear.

“Yes I promise, but please fuck me sir. Make me scream your name!”

He lined himself up with your entrance, you were so wet he used your slick as lubrication. His hands grabbed your hips in a bruising grip and slammed his thick cock all the way in. You winced at the deep thrust. He lifted one of his hands, while he funked you at a relentless pace and spanked your ass so hard the swing made a sound. A red handprint was visible on your ass cheek as you threw your head back with a whine, biting your lip. As he rubbed over your clit while fucking you from behind, it didn’t take long for you to reach your climax. Your legs were shaking as liquid splashed over his fingers.

He turned you around and lifted your legs over his shoulders. “Naughty, naughty! Clean this up young lady!” He pushed his two fingers in your mouth as he fucked back into your pussy. You mewled while you sucked his fingers clean. “Good girl! You take me so well.” He praised you. He bit down on your nipple and flicked his tongue against it. His hand went back to your clit. “Come on young lady. Give me one more.” His cock was so deep it kissed your cervix.

“S-Sir I'm gonna…” Your moans were swallowed by a deep kiss that Rayleigh gave you as both of your orgasms washed over you. After he guided you both through your highs, he pulled out of you and went to the bathroom to get a wet washing cloth.

Just as Rayleigh was carefully wiping you down, it knocked on their door. Suddenly the door opened and Marco stood in the door his eyes widened looking at both of you. You looked at Rayleigh and smiled. “That's what I've been trying to tell you. I asked him to join us.” You got up and walked naked towards Marco, taking his hand and pulling him inside. “You see I think you would have fun taming this pretty bird and I would like to watch!” You caressed under his chin and looked at Rayleigh with a smirk.

“I'm not easily tamed, old man, yoi.” Marco stared at Rayleigh with blue glowing eyes. His arms wrapped around your waist and he traced kisses along your neck.

Rayleigh took something from his drawer and came closer. “Mind letting go what is mine? Or there will be consequences, young man!” He held sea prism stone cuffs in hand. You and Rayleigh shared a glance with each other, you both knew it would be a long night.

#one piece fanfiction #silvers rayleigh x reader #marco appears at the end but isn't actually in it #minors dni

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