THE SLEEPOVER

Tricking you.

Trafalgar Law x Female Reader.

April Fools’ Smut Fic.

I never gave detail on how I depict Trafalgar but I see him with tanned skin and with vitiligo from the lead disease he had. (I’m not that far but I know he had that disease. I hope I’m right on this- I head-canon that he had permanent skin changes from it- hence the vitiligo).

Tbh- I also headcanon that when Law switches people’s souls, that person gains the body’s common habits.

Contains: GUYS- IT’S SOMETHING DIFFERENT- Misuse of devil fruit in the very beginning. Reader and Law soul swapped. Reader is in Law’s body. Law is in Reader’s body (They obviously still have their original voices). Law and Reader experiening each others body habits. (Like how Reader loves sucking Law off and Law enjoys filling Reader up.) Law is still the dom (sorta-) even if he’s in your body. Reader’s doing all the fucking. Oral. (Reader receiving in Law’s body.) Leg Glider to Missionary. Ik it gets confusing at some points but beat with me alright? It’s something different. I must I’ve been in a mood or sum bc GODDAMN-

“Room.”

“Shambles.”

You groan out lowly and open your eyes, your eyesight extremely different than it was before. You tried to roll over onto your side but you feel something restricting your movement- something tight around your both your wrists and ankles.

You groan out irritably but the sound of your voice suddenly causes you to freeze.

Your voice wasn’t yours.

And your body wasn’t yours.

Peering down at your body with wide eyes, you notice a male physique with tanned skin and vitiligo alongside significant tattoos that were vividly familiar in your eyes.

“Finally you’re awake, I thought I was gonna be alone tonight…” Your head shoots up at the sound of your voice fading into the bedroom. You look over in the direction you hear your voice and you eyes widens as you see your body walking towards you. “Wh-What?” You say, a bit shocked to see your naked body standing before your eyes without looking into a mirror.

“Aww, still a little sleepy?” She asked you, tilting her head to you while you sat there in genuine confusion and shock. “How in hell…” You asked yourself quietly, staring into your own eyes while she walks over to the bed. Her hand cups you face, feeling along your facial features and staring into…someone else’s eyes while you stared back into your own.

“I swapped our bodies, wasn’t that obvious baby girl? It’s me, Law.” He snickered, slwoly climbing onto the bed and softly placing his body onto yours. “Traffy!? So- Fuck, you goddamn fool.” You groaned out before chuckling, throwing your head back in relief as you finally understood what was going on. Law giggles to himself before full on laughing, happy that his little trick had gotten you all shaken up.

“Funny April fools prank isn’t it? I’ve never done it with you so of course it startled you.” Law continued chuckling, his hand combing through your hair while you gave him a little pout in response. “I thought I was kidnapped and formed into something else, don’t scare me like that…” You pouted to him, your eyes trailing down your body you were in as you admired Law’s physique which happened to be yours.

Law unties your wrists and ankles and you look down at your hands which were now larger Law’s himself. You look down at Law who smiles up at you before pushing you down onto the pillows.

“Well, I wanted to try somethin’ different. I’m sure you’re fine with it too since you’ve been to her what it would be like in my body~” Law says, his hands sliding up and feeling along his body he was in while he lets out a shaky little gasp.

You watched as he groped his breasts and mewled out at the sensation of his fingertips against the soft mounds before he bit his lip seductively. His hips softly grinds his bare pussy against your bulge within your briefs, a heavy gasp leaving your lip as you unconsciously begin to grind your hips up against him. He could already feel you growing hard within your briefs which makes him reach his hand out and grab the hem of your briefs.

He slowly pulls them off and you gasp out shakily as you watched your cock pop up and out into the air. “I know you wanna try something different anyway, so let’s just enjoy it while it lasts, okay?~” Law whispers to you, his body slowly lying down onto his tummy while he stared down at your cock. You nodded softly to him and bit your lip, a little nervous yet excited to try something different with Law.

Law looks up into your eyes and chuckles mischievously, his hand reaching out to your length and grabbing your shaft a bit tightly. The sudden touch makes you moan out before you shuddered against him, your handing moving up to your mouth out of shyness and slight nervousness.

“Don’t be shy ________-Ya. For now, I own your body and you own mine. I want you to do whatever comes out on impulse. Pull on my hair, grab my hips…do whatever you want to do.” He says to you, trying to give you a bit more confidence on being in his body. You sigh out and nodded to him, staring down into his eyes while you watching him press his lips to your tip.

You mewl out as you watched him lick a stripe up your shaft, a groan leaving him as wraps his lips around your length before bobbing his head. You let out little moans and groans of ecstasy as you watched him suck your cock, his hands reaching up and grabbing your hips while you pressed your hand to his head.

He gags a bit and a few tears begin running down his face as he continued to try and take your cock deep down his throat. You hiss out and throw your head back before groaning out shakily, your eyes already rolling up as you enjoyed his mouth taking in cock. He begins bobbing his head up and down a bit more, a few moans occasionally leaving him as he sucked your cock so diligently.

“Ah~ Oh fuck~ T-Traffy~” You gasp out, your fingers combing through his longer and pretty strands as your cock began to twitch against his tongue. He hums out and smiles to you as he felt your cock twitching in his mouth, his hands fondling and playing with your balls while he slowly removed his lips to speak with a little pop.

“You’re gonna cum aren’t you?~ Cmon then~ Paint my tongue with your jizz~” He hisses out to you, his tongue flicking and sliding along your sensitive tip. You mewl out as begin bucking your hips a bit, your voice growing loud while you felt yourself getting hot and bothered.

“I-I’m going to~ P-Please keep sucking my cock like that Traffy~” You whined to him, your begging making him giggle a bit. “I didn’t think I’d picture myself saying that…” He laughed, his hand beginning to stroke your shaft while he wrapped his lips back around your length. You whine and gasped out to him shakily as you felt your cock yearning to burst, your balls tightening within one of Law’s hands

“Cumming!- C-Cumming!~ Fuck! M’cumming!~” You grit you teeth and your eyes rolled up to the back of your skull as you grip Law’s strands tightly, yanking him farther onto your shaft and making him gag suddenly from taking to much of your length dow his throat. His eyes widens and waters as you cum down his throat so quickly yet easily, the salty and slightly bitter taste enveloping his tongue and throat.

His groans melted into moans as he drinks and gulps down your seed, your flavor overpowering his tongue while his body shudders from the flavor. He groans out shakily as his brows furled tightly, his eyes rolling up as his orgasm hits him hard like a brick. His pussy gushes while his nails clawed at your hips, his throat tightening and still swallowing around your length while you whined out in sweetened pleasure.

“God~ Fuck, I came so much~” You whined out, your body still trembling while you slowly pulled Law’s mouth from your length. He gasps out and inhales deeply before coughing just a bit, his eyes looking up into yours before he smiles up at you. You could see just a little bit of seed spilling past his lips and you chuckled a bit.

“Sorry Traffy…” You apologized to him, your hand combing through his strand while you rubbed his head. He mewls out and sticks out his tongue to you, showing that he had swallowed everything to you which makes you smile. “Ooh~ Good boy~ You swallowed up all of my cum deep down your throat~” You mewled to him, patting your thighs and motioning for him to get up into your lap.

He obeys and crawls onto your lap, his cunt soaking and drenched with his own cum and slick as he sat there on your bare thigh. “Is this how your body always feels when I’m cumming down your throat? I enjoyed that way too much than I was supposed to…” Law asked you, peppering a smooch to your lips before he looked deep into your eyes.

You blushed and nodded in response to his question, your eyes looking away from him out of slight embarrassment. “It always feels so good when you cum down my throat~ I’m guessing you enjoyed it too?” You asked him, a little snicker falling after. “Yeah…I did, I love fucking your throat but you’re too sweet to be that mean huh?” He teased you, his hand playing with the scruff beneath your chin while his other hand traced at your tattoos.

“W-Well…I don’t want my throat being sore in the morning when we switch back.” You huffed, crossing your arms while Law spreads his legs open to you. Law lies back onto the bed and into his side before he wiggles his hips a bit, urging you to come and get a good grab on him and his hips. “Well? Come on! I wanna see how this feel~ I wanna know how your body feels when you’re getting fucked by my cock.” He says, smiling to you while you stared down at him.

You chuckle nervously and gulped before scooting closer to him and getting down onto your knees. Your thumbs spreads his pussy open and a mewl leaves him while he watched you stare down at your own pussy. “I’ve never seen it from this angle…” You whisper to yourself, your fingers toying at his clit while you observed his slit from this different angle. Law shudders and huffs out heavily, his tongue trailing across his lips while he watched you play with his pussy and thighs.

“O-Oi! Eyes up here, quit starin’ and ogling your own pussy and fuck it already!” Law snapped at you before groaning out impatiently, his tone making you giggle at his desperation. “If you wanna know how my pussy feels then I’ll show you~” You drool out onto his slit and rub the natural lubricant out into his pussy before pressing your tip up against his entrance.

He stared down and mewls out softly while he watched you lift one of his legs into you shoulder. Your tip kissed his entrance and you slowly begin to slide into his cunt, a slightly pain groan leaving him as you did. You hiss and moan out shakily, enjoying the feeling of his velvety walls sucking your cock in.

“H-Holy fuck~ Y-Your dick is s-so fuckin’ big~” Law mewls out, his hands gripping the quilt beneath both of your bodies. “Ah~ Y-You mean your dick T-Traffy~ T-That’s how I feel every time you enter me~” You explained, your moans all light as you continued to slowly thrust into him.

Your grip on his leg tightens and you thrusted yourself deep inside of his cunt, a loud moan spilling out of his lips as a groan spilled from yours. “B-Big~ S-So big!~” He groans out to you. You huff out and thrust hard into his cunt making him moan out suddenly and shakily as he felt you bottom out inside of him without warning.

“F-Fuck! Oh fuck!~ S-So deep~” He moans loudly, his body trembling beneath you while he shut his eyes tightly. You begin thrusting into him rather fast, his pussy producing squelching noises and sucking your cock in rather deep. “Fuck~ Your pussy feels so fucking good~ I love how warm and sticky it is inside~” You huff out shakily, a whine spilling out past your lips as your thrusts began to grow sloppy and unrhythmic.

Law couldn’t help but to moan out and melt beneath your body, his hands clawing at the quilt while his face scrunches up with ecstasy. “Ohh fuck~ Your dick is so fuckin’ deep inside of my pussy~ Your cock is grinding against my g-spot so good~ I-I see how y-you feel now!~” Law mewls out, his eyes staring into yours while you huff out heavily to him.

Your body pushes up against his and your knees dig deep into the mattress while the bed begins to rock heavily and frantically from your haphazard thrusts. Law didn’t mind it at all, even if your thrusts were rather uneven and sloppy, he still enjoyed the feeling of your cock sliding in and out of his cunt and kissing his g-spot.

It was a rather different yet sensational feeling.

“I-I didn’t know my pussy felt this good to you~” You mewl out shakily, your arms wrapping around his body while your nails begins to scratch at his back.

“Ah~ O-Of course it does, I-I didn’t expect my cock to do this much damage to your cunt~ Yet here we are…and it feels so fucking good~” Law hums our, wrapping his arms and legs around your body while gasping out to you.

Your hands held on tight to Law’s hips as you thrust into his cunt just a bit faster, a gasp leaving you as you felt your cock twitching within Law’s warmth. His pussy sucked you in deep, pulling you in and not wanting to let go of you. You groaned out as your brows furled, your thrusts growing a bit sloppier as you struggled to stay in sync as if you already were beforehand.

“Fuck~ T-Traffy I-I’m c-close again~” You whimpered to him, biting your bottom lip as you your nails clawed at his hips. Law mewls out before pressing his lips against yours, giving you a sloppy yet deep and needy kiss. “Cum baby~ Fill up my fucking pussy~” Law hisses, his arms pulling you closer to him while his pussy tightens and clings around your shaft.

You gasp out and shut your eyes, your breathes deep and heavy as you finally feel yourself ready to release. “Oh god~ Fuck! Fuck Traffy!~” You hold on tight to his body as you trembled against him, your cock releasing your seed deep inside of his pussy. Law moans out rather loud and angelically as his body shudders hard against yours before he squirts and gushes out around your length.

“Ooooh fuck~ Oh fuck~” Law moans out shakily, his hands trembling against your shoulders as he presses his lips against yours once again. You hum out and kissed him lovingly before pulling away, a laugh falling after as you stared into his teary eyes.

“Are you okay Traffy?” You asked him, your hand playing at his soft skin while he lied there breathing heavily. “Y-Yeah…I’m fine. Fuck why did that feel so good…? Y-Your orgasms are so fucking amazing…” He heaved out shakily to you, his arms wrapping around you as he grew indecisive with his decision or rather- fought with your body’s habit of holding on to him.

“I felt good too Traffy…I’m just assuming that you can handle yours better than mine?” You asked, staring at him and rubbing against your skin. “I-I can’t always handle them but fuck your body had to have been pent up or something.” Law sighs out, lying down and cuddling up against you.

You pulled him close and groaned out, your hand reaching out waffling with his. “Um…Traffy?” You called out to him, quirking a brow to him and watching as he turned over his shoulder to look at you. “Hmm? What is it?” He asked, rolling over to face you before cracking a smile. You cleared your throat before groping at one of his breasts, causing him to mewl out suddenly.

“How’re we supposed to change back you idiot?” You asked him, pouting to him. He sighs out before curling up into your embrace. “I’ll tell you in the morning…I’m sleepy baby…” He sighs out sleepily, relaxing against your body. You sighed out before giving him a final goodnight kiss before you slowly lied back and closed your eyes.

☆☆☆.

You groan out as your eyes slowly opening, the sight of your body before you making you smirk a bit before you slowly sit up. You hiss out suddenly as you felt arousal in your groin area ad you look down to see your cock perked up and hard. You groan out suddenly and turn over to Law, pressing your hand against his soft shoulder before softly shaking him.

“Traffy…Traffy!”

“Hmm? Mmgh…What?” He calls out to you groggily, his eyes slowly opening to peek at you who was still in his body from the last night.

“I-I’m hard- W-What am I supposed to do?” You asked him, a bit of a worried tone singed deep into your voice. Law slowly sits up before sighing out, his eyes trailing down to your hard cock before he sighs out and crawls down in between your legs.

You stared down at him as your face grew a deep shade of red, a heavy sigh leaving you as you watched him begin to jerk your cock. He peppers a kiss to your tip which makes you gasp out before you cover your mouth, your face scrunching up from the sudden pleasure and increase in body temperature.

“Let’s go at it one more time before I teach you how to switch back~ I wanna feel your dick in my pussy again~”

no one told me funimation brook sounds gay as hell

Luffy accidentally eating/taking aphrodisiac and reader has to deal with the results.

HAPPY 2024!!! :D here’s my longest fic ever as a celebration

can’t come down - aphrodisiac luffy x f!reader

smut with some angst

summary: thinking it was regular chocolate, you accidentally give luffy several doses of a potent aphrodisiac. now he needs you to take care of him

contains: accidental intoxication, luffy in discomfort/distress, tears, some uncomfortable sex, overstimulation, luffy and zoro in a brief sexual situation

words: 4.8k

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It’s all your fault. You’ve hurt him, the little angel. A pleasant but burning pain, he’s attached to you, drooling on your neck and he’s been going for hours and he’s rubbing inside you ceaselessly, you’re dripping with him. He’s whimpering, this sweet boy. His eyes are blown out and hazy and he won’t stop just gazing at you, open-mouthed whimpers while he rubs inside you so deep and rough that god, you can feel it blooming and aching in your stomach, squeezed as you breathe so with every breath he moans in frustration and desire. Luffy just wanted chocolate, it’s all your fault.

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This town is seedy and dark. You like it because you can’t find these sorts of shops in regular port towns, places selling hallucinogens and fake medicine and alcohol for 100 berries a bottle. The sex shops don’t even board up their windows, that’s why you and Nami thought why not, let’s explore.

It’s not a serious shopping trip, more of a chance to laugh, tease each other, indulge in curiosity. This store’s set into the ground, beneath a metal stairway, it’s starting to rain so you two run for cover in the most interesting place.

The sex shop, which is very dim, all lantern light, is filled with things neither of you had ever seen before or thought to consider. The salesman is pushy, coming from behind the counter to try to sell you things you certainly hadn’t come there for. You laugh and walk around and whisper to each other. And even though you’re in a loving relationship these aren’t things you’ve thought to consider. Luffy wouldn’t like any of this. You would never do something to hurt or confuse him, not when you’re both vulnerable like that. But these low prices intrigue Nami who tells you that hey, why not get some cute lingerie?

“They’ve got a whole wall of it!” She points to the colorful selection of lace and silk and you do admit, it’s beautiful. It’s not something Luffy would care about really but you’d feel pretty in it, maybe. They’ve even got these cute little translucent night dresses that look so comfortable.

So you approach the salesman with your arms full of lingerie and he looks eager to be selling to two beautiful women. He keeps talking about deals and discounts, and with a little wink he throws in a special offer, with those two night dresses you’re buying you get free aphrodisiacs. Chocolate aphrodisiacs in a little white box and he keeps telling you these things are powerful. It’s a special deal, just for you. And with laughter and encouragement from Nami you say why not. You take them, even though you don’t think you’ll ever use them.

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Weeks go by. That little box, it rests forgotten in some dresser drawer. You tend to forget things at sea.

And there’s this island, more of an ocean mountain really, with jagged cliffs for beaches but there’s a small jungle on top, there might be food or resources up there. So Sanji and Zoro are going to go, and Luffy absolutely insists on coming with them. He’s all excited about it, hyper, rolling on his feet because he’s been kept away too long on the ship and he wants to explore.

But he’s not feeling quite himself. You’ve been short on food and Luffy’s had it bad, never satisfied after meals for the last couple days. That’s why this ocean mountain is the center of your universe with only the promise of a grove of mango trees, a flock of quail. So he’s begging you, pawing at your knees as you sit in bed and begging to get something to eat before he goes exploring. You try to help, maybe there’s something in a drawer, you get to your knees and dig through your dresser while Luffy crouches behind you, leaning on your back, you feel his warmth through your shirt. He’s impatient so he bites the back of your neck, tender but sharp.

You find the little box. You have no memory, in that moment, of where you got it. There’s no label, and you later think to yourself why the hell was there no label? but of course it doesn’t cross your mind right here. It’s a little box of chocolates and before you even have a chance to remember, Luffy snatches them out of your hand and says thank you and kisses you quickly on the cheek, cupping your face, his lips wet from hunger. And he sprints away, leaving you blushing, sitting there on your floor with a little smile.

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He’s beginning to feel very warm but it’s just the sun, probably. He takes off his cardigan, carrying it on his arm. His skin glistens golden in the light, a perfectly burnt brown, but now he’s going red with flush creeping from his face to his shoulders. Luffy’s breathing is irregular now, shuddering. He looks around, the trees wavering just a bit in a cloudy haze through his eyes.

“Sanji?” And he reaches for Sanji’s hand because for some reason he craves contact right now. But Sanji pulls away, feeling the layer of sweat coating Luffy’s palm. “I feel weird.”

Sanji’s eyes wander him. He can sense there’s something not right in Luffy’s stare, something dulled and far away. Something’s wrong, what’s wrong?

“Luffy?” Sanji doesn’t know what to do in these kinds of situations. “You should go see Chopper,” he says finally with his hand on Luffy’s shoulder, gingerly.

“Don’t wanna go back yet.” Luffy’s complaining despite the discomfort. And when he sees that Sanji won’t tell him anything he wants to hear, he turns and disappears into the underbrush, maybe water will help, something cold.

So he comes to this little pond, crystal clear and dappled by sunlight, there’s frogs on the lilly pads. If he wades to his thighs he won’t pass out, probably. There isn’t much care for himself in this moment, just a need to get rid of this burning. So he strips off his jeans which helps, strangely. A breeze hits his now bare body. He feels raw in a way he never has before.

That’s a yearning need to touch himself, but no, Luffy doesn’t think about that. He’s hot so he needs to get in the water. He stumbles on the rocks because his vision isn’t quite right. He shouldn’t go to his waist but that’s where the burning is. Ankles then knees then thighs, ripples lap between his legs, he’s left panting and tingling, that water is hitting nerve endings and with every wave comes friction that makes his body twitch. He wants more.

His hand flies to his cock as if by impulse, all of a sudden. There’s no thoughts now, just need, his hand rubs himself messily even though Luffy has no control, no concept of what he’s doing or why.

God, please.

He bends over a little, head down. Beads of sweat from his brow speckling the water as his whole body shakes back and forth and his muscles spasm. Frustration fogs his mind, with every pump it only stretches his skin, not enough friction, his hand is clamped down so tight that it’s doing nothing for him. He feels like crying. He hates that he wants to go home.

But this isn’t home. And as Luffy moans unabashedly this sounds like cries from pain, which they are, a bit. So it’s Zoro who hears him and without a second thought he’s tearing through the underbrush, tripping over his own feet, led blindly by his worst sound in the world — Luffy crying.

He shouts his name and crashes through the trees, he’s in the clearing and looking around desperately but what he sees makes him yell again. There’s Luffy, the love of Zoro’s life, completely naked and wading in the water of that crystal clear pond and moving sporadically as he rubs his cock, so painfully rock hard, over and over in this animalistic desperation as he cries and whimpers. He doesn’t know where he is or who’s around him and he doesn’t see Zoro.

Until he’s shoved from the side, a powerful push that sends him tumbling into the water, cruel cold water that sucks him in and starts a familiar panic within his heart that makes him forget for a moment about that burning inside him.

“WHAT THE FUCK, LUFFY?!” Zoro pulls him by his hair, shaking him, throwing him on the rocks and looking at Luffy with these stricken eyes, unable to comprehend what he’s seeing. His composure in that moment is shattered, his fists are clenched.

They’ve seen each other naked so many times. They’ve bathed and held and carried each other with nothing between their skin, it’s just how it happens sometimes when you’re that close. But this intimacy, this state Luffy’s in, it’s like nothing Zoro was prepared to see or could even really imagine out of Luffy. Something is horribly wrong.

“Zoro…” and Luffy’s taken up in his arms because no disgust or awkwardness comes before helping a friend who’s hurting. “I feel… I dunno… what’s- …”

Luffy’s voice is so slurred, his body is tense and so solid but yet somehow he’s still melting. Zoro’s finding it hard to look at him, do anything other than just sit there and hold him, uncomfortable at how he can feel that heat from between Luffy’s legs radiating and blooming condensation on Zoro’s skin. He has absolutely no idea how to even begin to approach this situation. So he’s rough and sloppy as he dresses his friend, his cardigan’s on and his sandals are on and his hat has been slammed over his eyes. But Zoro, teeth gritted, has to shove Luffy’s cock in his jeans himself because this boy is useless like this. He’s silently vowing to never talk or think about this moment again, how sticky his hands now feel, how Luffy moans as he’s touched and leans into Zoro and how his cock twitches with an overpowering need to fuck anything that’s close.

Zoro won’t think about this again. He just picks Luffy up and carries him away without saying a word.

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You’re just looking out the window. Unmoving sun, unmoving sea. You want to eat or go somewhere and maybe you should’ve begged and made them take you on the island.

Is it the island, or do you just miss Luffy?

But it’s not long before your door is kicked open, you jump, eyes wide, whipping around to find Zoro cradling your boyfriend, who looks sick. Fear shoots through you and closes your throat especially when you see Zoro’s eyes, vacant and upset and he looks dissociated, blank.

“Oh god, Luffy.” You run to him and your hands go to his face and just stroke his cheeks, he’s sweaty and burning up like he’s caught in a deep fever. “What happened?” Your eyes are wild and scared as you turn to Zoro.

“I don’t know what you gave him. Just… deal with it.” Zoro dumps Luffy into your arms and you stumble as he curls up into you, drooling all over your neck. And Zoro gives his shoulder one last squeeze and turns away, closing the door behind him, running off down the hall, somewhere where he can’t hear that crying anymore.

And yes, Luffy’s crying. You set him down on your bed, rubbing the back of his head and holding his hand. “Hey, hey, talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“Dunno what’s happening…” Luffy’s eyes are pleading and endlessly deep right now. His legs are kicking against the air and he keeps shifting around, he can’t sit still.

With his free hand he’s rubbing between his legs like he’s scratching an itch, but he doesn’t stop, your gaze follows him and oh, oh fuck. He’s got this tight, obvious hardness in his jeans. Straining so hard the zipper is shaking with tension. You’ve never seen anything like this.

Your mind is racing, this isn’t just horniness, Luffy has never been sexsick like this before.

You trace it all back and nothing was wrong when he left. Just bright eyed innocence, affection, nothing strange. And suddenly it hits you, that box, those chocolates.

Oh god. Oh my god.

You fed him an aphrodisiac. An aphrodisiac from a sketchy shop in an old-town basement, a powerful drug, just one would keep you up a whole night.

And you let Luffy eat them all.

“Lu… god, I’m sorry,” is all you can say as he crawls into your lap and breathes on your face. You take off his hat and ruffle his hair. How can you even explain this to him? He’s not going to understand. “I’m so sorry. This is my fault, I gave you an aphrodisiac by mistake.” You’re choked up. You hurt him.

“…” Luffy’s mouth is hanging open, drool coating his chin, dazed, so confused. “Hm?” His voice is even gravelier than normal.

“Those weren’t normal chocolates. They make your body… ready for sex? It’s supposed to be a fun thing. B- but I forgot they weren’t just normal chocolates! God, I’m so sorry.” You’re breaking down, you’re cuddling with him now, head on his shoulder.

“Oh.” You can’t really tell how much he understands. And his voice is quiet when he asks, “when’s it gonna go ‘way?”

“…I don’t know. I’m gonna try to help, ok? Let’s fuck for a few hours and get it out. It’s gonna be ok, Lu.”

His pupils expand when you say this, his eyes going from brown to deep black. He wants that so, so bad. He’s just sort of figuring that out now. “Heh, yeah.” He squirms in your lap, cock so hard you can feel his zipper sliding down on its own, as his breath gets heavier, this desperate ball of energy spasming in your arms.

Then he smiles. And he attacks.

He flips you onto your back and groans, hips thrusting into yours as his lips find your mouth, saliva leaking past your lips, you swallow as they part. You’re wearing these soft cotton shorts and you feel his aching cock smacking the fabric as it pushes and strains to break free from his pants with every motion. He moans so loud you know everyone can hear. Now he’s drooling again, spitting on your face because he’s lost control of his jaw, you’re winded but you grab his face and kiss him, he didn’t even know he needed this.

He falls on you now. He’s all splayed out and whining and just kissing you as if he’s been challenged, teeth and tongue working through every part of your mouth. He’s loud when he kisses, and now every breath is a groan of want.

“Undress me…” you whisper to him, grabbing the back of his neck, he seems like he’ll explode if he keeps on like this without being deep inside you.

With a strangled “Mh,” Luffy’s fingernails scrape your skin in a desperate attempt to pull off your dress. He’s ripping cloth, damn, you can hear him ripping cloth. Nothing you can do now.

But you can tell as your skin shines bare and he tears his own clothes from his body, as his sweat drenches you and that heat like a tropical hurricane all over but especially where it pools between his legs and oh you’d be scared if you looked there now, you can tell he’s about to just go in you with no thought or reason and harder than he’s ever gone before. So — and you hate to do this — you grab his shoulders. You stare him in the eyes.

“Luffy. Listen to me.”

your eyes reach his soul, he tries to look at you with anything close to coherence, he wants to follow your lead, he doesn’t understand anything right now. But there’s a hailstorm inside his mind. But he tries to listen.

“Don’t be too rough, please, can you promise?” Your voice is shaky because you’re not sure what he’s about to do. Luffy would never intentionally hurt you but he’s powerful, his body is strange, he works in ways neither of you understand. He has the power to really, really damage you and the carelessness to not see it happening. So you beg him with your eyes.

“I promise,” he gasps softly, one hand curling behind your neck, and he presses his face against your cheek, trying to harden his eyes in the gentle seriousness of the moment. Luffy is incapable of feeling sadism towards you of any kind and he’s at war with his body and the energy bursting within him right now. But he promises.

You smile and your feet rest on his hips and thighs, you feel him sizzling beneath your touch. The surface of his skin wavers before your eyes from the heat, you understand now the idea of mirages, he looks covered in amber rain even as his skin burns beneath your hands.

“Slow,” you ask softly in his ear, making Luffy whine in hunger.

There it is. What you don’t dare look at you can feel. Swollen and throbbing it feels like a whole other animal is just clawing there beneath that rice paper skin. You can feel his heartbeat in the tip of his cock as he touches you and it speeds up thousands of times in an instant. His thighs clamp around yours and his nails are sharp and Luffy groans in your ear. He’s made of nerve endings that send him twitching writhing with every tiny movement. He needs you now.

He pushes himself in and every bit of friction sends him convulsing against you, squeezing you tighter. You can feel the struggle in his muscles to hold back but that deep, tangible yearning for relief. He’s in and you’re both gasping for air. You’re not used to the size or the heat or that artificially induced power that’s overcome his body. But you’re proud of him and you tug his hair to tell him a quiet thank you, you’re ok, he’s keeping you safe.

All your touches are too much. His hips move messily against you like he doesn’t have the capacity to understand what to do right now. But he’s just going to follow that deep primal craving so he rocks into you with all his weight, crushing you again and again, eyes closed, mouth trying to find yours.

It’s the movement but also the way you’re being held. It’s a scary heaven. He’s going deep and he’s not pulling out just throwing himself against you over and over as if there’s any more he has to go. He’s whimpering and his body is shaking in need.

But he goes faster and now this is what you’re scared of, weighted rubber moves and stretches with momentum, he’s squeezing you tighter and tighter and with each slam against your body his cock buries into you so impossibly deep as his skin stretches and snaps within you. You whine and try to steady him but Luffy’s in this cloud right now. His teeth are digging deep into your neck and he’s drooling all over you, saliva dripping down your shoulder and chest.

When he cums it’s so hot it feels like lava. There’s so much of it. That relief at the slowness, liquid soothing beaten flesh, that’s heaven as you lay beneath him, wrapped in his arms. Is it over? No, no it isn’t.

But first, while he’s stunned and unable to move, you squish his face in your hands. “Luffy,” you breathe heavily into his mouth, “be more gentle. Please. You’re gonna hurt me.”

His eyes are wide and concerned. “I hurt you?” he whimpers from his swollen, shiny lips.

“I’m ok, don’t worry, just please be more gentle.” And you smile at him. That sets something off in his heart and you feel him harden again inside you.

He grins, lifting you back so you’re pressed against his chest, on his lap. And he shoves you down against him as you squirm in his arms, he rolls your hips on his as his strong hands take total control of your body, hungry eyes gazing at you with deep, immeasurable lust. From this new position he has so much control, he’s using your body for his release in as loving a way as possible, biting at your skin. You’re left to twitch in his grasp and hug him, letting yourself bask in this incredible tsunami.

The bouncing and stretching of his cock isn’t as bad in this position although you’re still impossibly full, limp in the overwhelming motion. But that heat is becoming uncomfortable, your cheek from its rest on his shoulder is covered in layers of sweat and you feel it pooling around every point of contact. He smells like burning rubber and thick, palpable sweat. His skin begins to sear your hands and you only realize what’s happening when he starts to steam. Billowing steam clouding your room and soaking you in hot, wet air like you’re in an erupting volcano. You’re not sure which gear he’s changing to and you don’t want to find out.

“LUFFY!” You yell through your haze and hit his back and it’s so hard to talk to him like this, his moans are drowning out your cries, he’s moving faster and faster and his hair and mouth and the area between your legs is already lost in clouds of white steam. “STOP!”

He yelps and rolls off of you. Your words cut his heart. You’re both drenched and your bed is soaking, your hair in your eyes dripping down your face mixed with tears you didn’t even know were there. Luffy looks confused, disoriented, he’s still steaming but it’s slowing now, his skin is dulling to its usual hue, his hair falls back over his face. He doesn’t know what to say.

“You were changing gears,” you murmur under your breath. “Luffy, that could’ve been bad.”

“I’m- I’m sorry…” he whimpers and looks down at himself. There’s still a cloud of blinding steam circling up the shaft of his cock, blooming from his tip and shimmering in droplets rolling down the red, tight skin. He looks at you with puppy eyes, needing your arms again.

You let him crawl to you. You let him place his head under your hand to be pet and comforted. He feels terrible but he feels sick, too, a sickness only cured by the deepest and most indescribable pleasure. He’s melting in your arms, as needy as when he was given to you, eyes blurry. You let him rest his head in your lap and drink in your scent, blankets tucked between his legs for the slightest friction.

“It’ll feel better if you don’t go so fast,” you say softly, stroking his wet hair. And he nods.

“Can I have more now? I’ll be better to ya. I really promise.”

His hands feel gentler now. You let him climb your body and capture you in another deep kiss. And with your legs crossed behind his back you let him fuck you again and chase his second orgasm and he’s right, he’s better now. He’s fighting with his body but he’s better.

When he cums again it feels boiling hot. It’s shot after shot deep inside you and he tugs your hair, bites your shoulder, strokes your lower stomach before moving down to rub at your clit which is incredible because he never thinks of that. This drug is making him different, his mind is overwhelmed by sex in a way it never is. Part of you likes it a lot. It’s new. It’s fun.

It doesn’t take him long before he’s hard again and dragging his cock through your walls in deep, deliberate strokes with his tongue in your mouth. Luffy is a million miles above the earth. With every orgasm his world shakes and crumbles for an instant before it’s rebuilt again in waves of desire that send him higher, higher. He’s a million miles above the earth and even as hours slip by and his body is drained again and again, he can’t come down.

__________________________

At some point the ship has set sail again. Clouds crawl by the porthole and the ocean rocks you both but you and Luffy stay in that soaked bed and get lost in each other for so long that you don’t even know what’s real anymore. You can’t tell sensation from sensation. Neither can he but he can’t come down.

There was that perfect sweet spot where you had just swam in each other in bliss and peace. You didn’t have to stop his gear changes anymore because his body had adjusted to this new universe. And you were in tune with each other. But now, now it’s bad again.

But in a different way.

Luffy is exhausted but so desperate still. His tears have started again and he doesn’t know what to do and he can’t even move and every part of his body aches. You’ve never seen him like this during sex, he’s never weak or tired. But his body is drained.

But that drug won’t let go.

“You ok?” you’re whispering, hand on his face. You lift Luffy in your arms and place him on his back. His eyes won’t leave yours, he’s starry eyed and love struck through his tears.

“Mh…” is all you can make out. He looks down at himself, his body is dripping wet and his cock is hard again, throbbing hard in overstimulation.

Every touch seems like it’s painful to him now. But he wants more so, so bad. So you place a pillow under his head, you curl up against his body, and you rub him with your hand. Your arm gets tired but you keep going for as long as you possibly can. And sometimes Luffy will open his mouth in a silent, breathless moan, sometimes his body will convulse and his cock will twitch. But his orgasms are dry now. There’s nothing left in him.

The last one, that’s when he grabs your face. With his last bit of strength he rolls onto you and clutches your cheeks in his hands and just stares at you, not letting you move, his thighs squeezing your leg. He rubs himself off on you one last time and with a final shudder he’s done. It’s all gone. It’s over.

He collapses into your arms, too tired to breathe anymore. You expect him to just sleep right there but instead he twists onto his back, batting at your face with his palm lazily, playfully. He giggles. He looks dreamy and dazed. But happy, actually. Really happy.

“Feeling alright?” You’re worried. You’re guilty, still. You’re praying nothing hurt him or made him sick.

“Mhm. Feel good!” Luffy’s beaming as if he already forgot everything that happened. He’s glowing, chest rising and falling heavily. But he tilts his head questioningly, “you?”

“Yeah. Just sore.” To which he rolls onto his elbows, kicking his legs in the air, he holds your body, he gives your hips a soft kiss. He’s appreciative, he’s so soft now, honey skin glowing in the sleepy sunshine.

But everything is wet. Your clothes on the bed next to you, the sheets, your bodies and hair. So with your arms around his shoulders, because it will be hard to walk for a while, the two of you throw on robes and step outside. You forgot the smell of fresh sea air after that mist of sex and sweat. Luffy’s heart beats against yours, calm and healthy, steady.

He sets you down and you take him in your arms, now, laying him against the mast. You take a towel to his hair, drying him, the sun on the wind sending the dewdrops you’re made of falling away from your shoulders in rainbows. You’re glittering, you and Luffy.

You should get you both some food soon, you should give yourselves a real bath, you should go and comfort Zoro and assure him that you’re both ok. But not yet. You don’t want that yet.

You avoid the eyes of the others as they pass below. You don’t want to talk about this with anyone but Luffy right now, the boy who looks like an angel resting below you, chiseled glistening body, sunlight divinity. He opens his mouth, he kisses your fingertips as you brush hair from his cheeks.

He wants to talk to you at first but he finds that his eyes are too heavy. He just yawns instead, and bares his teeth in a smile. And he holds your hand tightly with this deep, profound gratitude. You hear him whisper, beneath his breath, that he loves you.

Just a little Honey. | Roronoa Zoro

Contents: Smut

Zoro lets his head fall back, surrendering to the softness of the pillow beneath his head. Your hand moves tenderly over him, each stroke igniting a fire that makes him writhe against your touch. His hair, damp with sweat, clings stubbornly to his forehead, and he pushes it back only for it to fall right back into place. A low, guttural hiss escapes his lips as he reaches desperately for your hands, the chains around his wrists tightening with a metallic clink. The sudden jolt from the restraints sends a wave of pleasure through his body, causing him to groan deeply as his limbs collapse back onto the bed.

The muscles of his abdomen flex under each twist of your hand, taut and trembling with anticipation. You size him up, your gaze lingering on the tip of his cock, his bright pink tip, his longing evident, his cock standing proudly on its own. Grasping him gently, Slowly, you ran your thumb over the slit, spreading the oozing pre-cum along the throbbing veins of his shaft. His breath hitches, and his eyes lock onto yours. You lean forward and made a long lick to side of his dick, a faint twitch of his thighs as you brace yourself against his restrained legs. You caressed his thighs, biting at them, eliciting a groan barely making it through his lips.

Driven by the heat between you, you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, sucking gently as your hand continues its rhythmic strokes. It wasn't long before he responded, and his flushed hips bucked involuntarily, a raw, primal sound tearing from his throat. You take him deeper, your tongue swirling around his length, feeling every vain and the feel of him twitch in your mouth. His chains clunked and rattled, his muscles straining against the restraints.

You pull back slightly, letting his cock slip from your mouth with a soft, wet sound. His eyes are dark with need, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. Leaning in closer, you whisper against his skin, placing kisses along his sides, "Tell me what you want, Zoro."

He wasn't used to this kind of power shift. Admitting his needs outloud would surely kill him emotionally, he only grits his teeth, your fingertips slowly teasing at his dick. Looking a the way your hands lightly pressed onto his dick.

You raise an eyebrow at him, your lips curving into a sly smile. "You know better." You drag your nails along his thigh, feeling his muscles tense beneath your touch. The tip oozes just a bit more and you take a long lick across your gaze never leaving his own. His desire is palpable, his body responding eagerly to your teasing.

"I want you," he finally groans, a shudder racking his body as you blew air against it. His voice thick with longing. "I want you on top of me, taking what you want."

Your smile widens, loving the way he succumbs to your touch. "Is that so?" You lean closer, trailing kisses along his body to his jawline, teasingly close to his lips. "What if I want you to beg for it?"

He grins, his hands gripping the sheets. "Then make me beg."

Your laughter is low and seductive. "Oh, I intend to." You crawl up and pressed a firm kiss to his lips, tasting his desperation as he kisses you back hungrily. His body slightly arches against yours, seeking more of your touch, more of your control. He goes to hold you and the painful bindings only bring frustration in its wake.

With deliberate slowness, you straddle him, feeling his hardness press against you. "Tell me," you whisper, "how badly do you need me?"

His response is immediate and fervent. "More than anything. Please, fuck."

You enjoy the power in his plea, relishing the sensation of being wanted so fiercely. His eyes are clouded and you gently place your thumb between his lips to prevent his teeth from further bruising his bottom lip "Good," you murmur, finally giving in to the ache between your legs.

You lower yourself onto him, his groan resonating within your shaking form, moaning at the feeling of fullness and connection. He curses against the chains, and a shit eating grin pulls at your lips as you set your hips in a rhythm that satisfies the hunger you've stoked in each other. It wasn't enough and only made him feel the madness. With an control and slowed movement your ass presses flush against his pelvis, clenching dangerously around his cock.

He hisses, "m' so slow baby"

As you ride him, you meet each of his thrusts with suppressed moans where sooner than later mingled with own groans. the room filled, hot with sex, your bodies move in harmony, a dance of need and fulfillment that builds towards a crescendo.

Balanced on his chest you roll your hips, watching his eyes roll to a close. He felt he was going to melt looking up at your heavenly form above him. The leathered restraints become a figment of imagination when it pops loose. His hands find your waist. Your eyes widen at the sudden change in axis. Pressed against the bed, your knees press against you also his thrust knocking air out of your lungs the curve of his dick reaching farther than intended.

Your breath hitches as you feel his touch, electricity sparking between your skin. "Fuck," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire, "I've wanted this for so long."

His hands grip your hips firmly as you press yourself against him, the intensity of your connection sending shivers down your spine. With each roll of your hips, his moans grow deeper, the need between you palpable and intoxicating.

The restraints forgotten, he pulls you closer, the urgency in his touch matching the rhythm of your movements. "God, you feel incredible," he groans, his fingers digging into your skin.

You lean down, capturing his face. You press a kiss against his lips growing with carnivorous intent. Tongues tangling in a frenzy of desire. The heat between you builds, igniting a fire that consumes both of you. Every thrust brings you closer to the edge, your bodies moving in perfect synchrony.

He presses deeply against you womb hardly able to decipher where the pain began and the pleasure started. Consuming your mind, wanton moans escape your lips, hot breathy moans grazing his ear.

His grip tightens on your ass placing gently kisses to you jaw and neck. "You're driving me insane"

You smile, watching his completely disheveled form mirroring your own as he continues to consume what’s left of you. Fucking into you with a relentless rhythm, his hands wrap around your waist to hold you down, as if you might slip away at any moment. You hum at the tingle in your stomach, a delicious stir that flutters with each thrust as he bottoms out at every impact. Your eyes roll back in pure bliss, the sensation of him harshly hitting the exact same spot overwhelming your senses. Despite the intense pleasure, you manage to utter, "Isn't that the point?"

A grin spreads across his face, his eyes dark and filled with desire. "Is it now," he looks up at you. "And you're doing it perfectly."

You shiver at his words, the intensity of his gaze making your pulse quicken. "I want you to lose control," you whisper, your voice breathy and filled with longing. You lean in, your lips brushing against his ear as you whisper, "I want to feel you completely lose yourself."

Everything became a blur from there. You're placed in an entirely new position his body weight pressed against your own knocking the air from your chest as he fucks into your quivering wall. At this angle, he has you well past nirvana. A moaning pretty mess as pushes you knees to your chest. You head grew light with every impact the feel of his cock kissing at your cervix.

"Fuck, you're perfect," he groans, his voice rough with desire. He watches you intently, every reaction you have fueling his own need. "You feel too fucking good.

Your nails dug into his arm barely able to keep your eyes open and focused on him. He adds his finger quickly flicking your swollen clit, he captures your lips in a more fevered kiss the pressure at the base of your abdomen increasing by the second. "m' gonna cum" you grabbed at his wrist, writhing under his intense movements.

You vision blurred as your body shook heavily. Your body hypersensitive even to the air that passes the hair on your skin. A new sense of relaxation washes over you, under the heat of his release. He groans pulling out to watch your gaping pussy push out the excess. The contact of his dick to your folds caused a flinch to wrack your body, he gathered his cum and pushed himself slowly in, muscles tensing under his dragged movements, whimpering under the overstimulation as he pushed himself out and in cradling your head as he went slow. "no...more" You dug your nails as he bottomed out once more and this continued until he was completely buried in you.

He couldn't understand why he was still hard but pleaded. "Please...please" he buries his head at the crook of your neck taking in your own body scent that only fuels him. It wet and your pussy makes the most nastiest sounds as he plunges further into you, slightly picking up a rhythm. He curses at the grip you have on him. "Fuck" his hips stutter.

Your eyes roll back at the unfamiliar sensation and you beg for him to stop no wait, but it was rather less convincing to anyone who would hear. Your vision grew lethargic, white bulbs pulsating before your eyes, and everything came in at once. The heat of his body to yours as he thrusted at a single focused point. Your body shivered and with that a gush of water came out lasting a good while until he teased at your clit with his cock encouraging you to continue which further prolonged the pleasure.

He was astonished at the way your body reacted, enchanted even watching as your chest rose and fall between his simple touches, it makes him hurt in the best way, and a little aroused if he might confess. He was awful for this. "you're perfect" he buries himself in you once more, slowly , watching as you pressed your hands against his abdomen. You shook your head with a faint moan.

"I won't" he grinned against you chest. "just let me stay inside" he sighed, bringing your hips more fixed on his own, the twitch of himself within you undeniable as he a few minutes after you drifted off to sleep.

just look at this tiktok so i dont have to explain myself

the calling

Not that kind of guy.

This is a oneshot

Jealous!Zoro x F!Reader (Pre-established relationship)

Genre [fluff, Romance, slice of life with cannon-verse context. Jealousy, self-consciousness]

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x F!Reader.

[Warnings: none]

A midday nap on the deck in which your moss haired boyfriend couldn’t help but eavesdrop on your “ Girl Talk” with Robin & Nami.

It started harmlessly enough.

You were helping Robin and Nami fold laundry on the deck while Zoro napped nearby. The sun was warm, the ocean calm, and the wind carried lazy conversation across the ship.

“I mean, I used to dream about a guy who could write poetry,” Nami said with a laugh, folding a towel. “Someone smart, mysterious, charming.”

Robin nodded thoughtfully. “A gentleman. Tall, elegant. Maybe someone who brings you flowers.”

“Exactly! The kind who dances at galas, gives surprise gifts, knows how to talk sweet…”

You smiled softly, hugging a fresh shirt to your chest. “That sounds lovely.”

Unbeknownst to the three of you, Zoro was not actually asleep.

He’d cracked one eye open just enough to catch the words charming, sweet-talking, and gives flowers—and then you saying “That sounds lovely.”

He didn’t stir.

But he definitely heard.

⸻

Later, he was quieter than usual. He trained harder, longer. You found him by the mast that evening, sword drawn but unmoving, his eyes fixed on the sky with a frown on his face.

You approached, the hem of your loose shirt swaying with the breeze.

“Zoro?”

He glanced at you and went back to wiping down Wado.

“You okay?”

“Fine.”

You stepped closer, picking up the cloth he wasn’t really using. “You’re not.”

He paused. “Just tired.”

“…Is it because of what Nami and Robin were saying earlier?”

Zoro blinked. His grip tightened slightly.

“Thought you liked that kind of guy,” he muttered. “Charming. Pretty words. Surprise gifts. That’s… not me.”

Your heart softened painfully.

You stepped in front of him, taking the cloth from his hand and setting it aside.

“I said it sounded lovely, Zoro. Not me.”

His brows drew together. He wasn’t mad—just distant. Hurt. That quiet kind of hurt he didn’t know how to express.

You reached for his hand.

“I never wanted someone who dances at balls or writes poetry,” you said gently. “I wanted someone who protects the people he loves without hesitation. Someone strong, steady—even if he’s quiet. Someone I can trust.”

You leaned your head against his chest.

“I wanted you.”

Zoro stood frozen for a moment. Then you felt his arms wrap around you, slow and hesitant at first—but tightening.

“…I don’t say the right things,” he murmured into your hair. “I never know what you need to hear.”

“You don’t have to,” you whispered. “You show me every day. That’s enough.”

He held you closer, resting his chin on your head.

“…Would it kill you to want a guy who talks less and lifts heavy things?”

You giggled into his chest. “I think I already have him.”

He exhaled something like a laugh, then mumbled, “Good.”

After a moment of silence, you peeked up at him. “But… if you ever brought me a flower, I wouldn’t hate it.”

He gave you a suspicious look.

“…Don’t push your luck.”

And you didn’t, you never pushed expectations onto the swordsman since the start of your relationship. But he always seemed to surprise you from holding a soft spot deep down for you.

-

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The island air was heavy with heat and the scent of wild fruit, the thick green jungle humming with cicadas and bird calls. The Sunny had docked off the shore of a bright tropical cove, the water so clear it shimmered like polished glass.

You’d had to shed your usual layers—the thick clothing of your shirts was too much in the heat. Instead, you wore a soft pink bikini set, the top trimmed with gentle frills, a gauzy wrap fluttering at your hips, barely covered by the denim shorts you bought a few weeks ago.

The others had gone exploring. You had too—until you realized something was missing.

Zoro.

You hadn’t seen him since disembarking. You asked Luffy (who was chasing a parrot), Sanji (who was too distracted by your outfit to be helpful), and even Brook (who offered to help you search “spiritually”).

No luck.

Eventually, you gave up, returning to the quiet stretch of beach near the ship, your bare feet curling into warm sand as you gazed at the waves.

The sun was starting to dip behind the cliffs when you felt it:

A strong, familiar arm wrapping around your waist, grounding you instantly.

You didn’t even jump.

His other hand came into view, calloused fingers holding something delicate and unexpected.

A single water lily.

Large, white, with a faint pink center—its petals soft and open like a sunrise.

You blinked in surprise, turning your head slightly.

“…You disappeared,” you whispered.

Zoro stood behind you, chin resting lightly against your shoulder.

“I was looking for this,” he said quietly.

Your eyes widened. “For me?”

“Tch.” He shifted slightly, but his arm didn’t move from your waist. “You said once you wouldn’t hate it if I brought you a flower.”

You blinked. “You remembered that?”

“I remember everything you say,” he muttered, then cleared his throat like he regretted admitting it.

He held the water lily out to you—awkwardly, like it might explode—but his grip was steady.

“I don’t dance,” he said. “I don’t do sweet talk. But I saw this, and I thought of you. Soft. Pink. Floating, but not fragile. Strong enough to grow out of still water.”

Your throat tightened.

You took the flower gently, cradling it against your chest. “It’s beautiful.”

He stepped in front of you now, facing you fully. His eyes dropped down to your pink bikini for the first time—he stared just a beat too long before coughing and looking away.

“…You look good,” he muttered.

Your cheeks flushed with heat taking in his own appearance. “So do you.”

He was shirtless—swords still at his side, muscles cut by golden light, hair messy from the wind. He looked like something out of a story: a storm made man.

You stepped forward, placing the lily gently in his hand and guiding it to rest above your ear.

“Now I’m yours,” you said softly. “Everyone will know.”

Zoro watched you for a moment. Then he reached for your waist again, pulling you against him with no hesitation this time.

“They already know,” he murmured, just before pressing his lips to yours.

The waves washed over your ankles as the sun dipped lower, casting the two of you in gold.

And Zoro—quiet, rough-edged Zoro—stood there with his hand on your waist, a flower behind your ear, and a look in his eyes that said:

You were always the one.

Pairing- Luffy/xreader

Warning mentions: 18+ and smut, that's it-

Basically: still riled up from a small battle, luffy needs you to pent up his energy.

Info: Requested by anon a long time ago

The attack wasn't a threat. It could barely be called a attack with how easy the opposite bad guys were taken down. On his first blow, luffy didn't resist his defense which already had the bad guys screaming and scurrying back to where they came from.Now because of those stupid people, the nerves in him started to wound up rapidly, zigzagging under his tanned skin.

Luffy blinked back at the circumstance as his back slid into the railing of the ship. His hands were holding the top of the railing behind him as he scowled and slouched even further. His lack of patience drove one of his legs to briefly jump up and down.

Now that had his attention. He stood at the same place for a test, wondering where these feelings were coming from. As seconds passed, luffy jerked away from the railing with a jump, his urges wining away. Sure he could normally never be still for too long and had to he reminded to many times to just sit down but this was way different.

Normally his impatient nerves wouldn't claw at him and now that they had the slightest taste of a battle, his skin was practically vibrating from the anticipation which he really couldn't comprehend how to satisfy- till he shifted his head around him, fixating his eyes on something, or rather, someone.

His eyes zeroed on your form, walking freely by a corner of the ship. Actually, cross that earlier point, he now had one single thought on how to release all this brimming energy inside him.

-

As soon as you felt him swing you into a room, most definitely without your will, you could tell something was wrong.

The lights in your rooms were still out but the daylight gave you sufficient sight to detect the wall he drastically cornered you in. concerned at his abrupt appearance, you opened your mouth to question his intention before he halted your words with a severe kiss.

utterly surprised, you shift deeper on the wall, gingerly placing your fingers on his shoulders, tempted to push him away at the first instinct but he pulls away just as fast as he went in, gripping your wrists before sliding his palm on yours, fingers locked together. 

you frown your brows at him. "luffy, what the hell?" then finally notice the slight shuddering running up and down his hands. "-And why are you shaking?!" 

"nothing." he lightly drags out, making eye contact and you suck in a breath at the intensity in them. Despite his previous claim, he adds on. "I have a lot of energy left."

your eyelashes flutter, waiting for him to continue more clearly. his finger's tighten around yours. "And I need your help."

more confusion pricks at your mind and you push him away to breath properly- even though he barely budges. "Right, how am I supposed to help you with that?" you ask inridiculously.

he leans his head closer, an almost desperate look in his dark eyes. "I want you to ride it out of me." Luffy utters. 

You are ready to say something back but snap your mouth shut when you seriously consider what your boyfriend just said. Your brain short-circuits, leaving you to gape at him with equal disbelief along with equal flustration. However, the more the seconds stretched, you came to realize just how serious he was.

"Luffy, it's the middle of the day and we are not having sex righ-"

.    .     .

Okay- screw that. You were definitely riding something out of him right now.

You hadn't actually planned to agree with his very sudden demands but somewhere between pleadings and very appropriate touches, along with -now that you thought about it, those were a lot of yes coming out of your mouth- you just so happened to be drunk on him and decided to fuck it all to hell.

Which, yes, does justify why you were strangling his hips, hands curled in a tight grip beside his chest as he unrealistically fucked you deep open, muscles tense in restraint, holding himself back for your sake. 

Clenching the sheets tighter under you, you moaned once again as his dick jerked against your inner walls. Your insides were aching because of his throbbing cock that stayed snug inside you, still painfully hard despite your heat. Being aware of that made you strangely more erotic and the heat building inside you again was tearing apart.

Shifting to sit more securely, luffy groaned underneath you at the movement, a whisper of your name following behind. You could see the sweat gathering a layer on his warm skin, slowly dripping down his chest and distracted from that, you almost screamed at the unexpected sharp thrust you received from him.

"Nghh- Luffy!" Gasping, you clenched around him tighter, eyes watering. Skin flushed, your hand slapped on his wrist, gripping it tight just to hold in your ground.

"Sorry." He whimpered, raising his free hand up to wipe the wetness on the side of his face. "I can't hold back anymore. I need to- faster, deeper- just please mhhm- " his words rushed in a gasp when you moved again, slightly bouncing to get the beverage, making a shudder go down his back.

Huffing your cheeks out, you gripped his hands, bringing each of them on your thighs and he instinctively squeezed the softness of your skin there, sliding them at the back of your upper knees to pull your hips more forward, forcing you to yelp out a moan. Luffy moaned back, panting heavily when you got a better posture to circle your hips, noticing too much of how his cock dragged inside your cunt.

You could feel your needs doubling each seconds till you were nodding your head, peering towards his face. You were barely breathing when the words rushed after your lips. "Go faster. Luffy- don't hold back anymo-" your sentence wasn't even finished as he exhaled a deep breath, fisting one of your thighs while his other arm circled around your back, flipping your position.

"Hey! What the-" Now under him, your face practically burned with his cock still inside you, now sliding in deeper. Spreading your legs apart more, he shifted closer, hips slamming sharply against yours. The both of you groaned loudly at the impact of his thrust.

"Oh god- Fuck, finally!-" luffy whined out, bracing his both hands on your knees, careful to keep them spread open as he liked. You whimpered his name weakly, straining your arms for support. Now in control, he wrapped your legs around his waist and you crossed them securely around him while putting your hands on his broad shoulders.

Aching badly, you almost regretted giving luffy permission as he pulled himself back and then roughly squeezed in without a warning. Though you were the one being the receiver, he moaned sensually, fluttering his eyes to look at you but nonetheless ending in a moaning mess each time you clenched tight on his cock. His movements became more harsher, hands groaping tighter, pants getting heavier and the continuse abuse towards your hole way more enthusiastic.

Your fingers curl lightly on his shoulders, few tears gliding away. "Oh luf-f, I don't ahhh- damn it." Swallowing thickly, It's only when you throwed your head back with a smooth cry that the rhythm inside you stuttered. "Fuck y/n-" his whole skin was flushed when he spoke. "How do you, ah- sound so fucking good-" He shuddered heatly. "Feel so fucking good- shit!- c-can't stop, I-" you forced him down for a kiss, feeling way too sensitive and overwhelmed from his words alone. It might have been a switch on with the sounds being released in your mouth, hands leaving your knees to the soft skin of your hips instead, making you buck against his own hips on command.

You tangled your fingers in his dark hair, deepening the kiss that soon turned into you and him licking each other's tongue lazily, casually bumping teeth now and then. You squirmed against him as he rubbed his thumb on your clit, another finger joining to add in the stimulation.

He was still looking at you with his tired eyes when your body jerked slightly on him, forcing your eyes to open up. His lips slowly curved up in a lazy smirk, dark eyes glinting wickedly. "I can feel you getting close again." He purposely strikes a lick on the warm skin of your neck, voice just above a breath. "Shit, I can go hours fucking inside of your tight heat." He whines softly, tucking his head above your shoulder. "I think I am gonna be close too. I wanna cum inside you so bad." He rocks his hips faster, grinding against you, tightening the thin knot in your stomach more.

Moaning absently, your head fogs up so thickly you barely realize you had came on him until you hear his gasp, his cock twitching roughly before following behind you. Sore, your legs slide down from his waist at the same time you freely enjoy the feeling of being filthy fill, kissing him with passion and pouring the rest of your heathy arousal into his mouth and all along his tongue.

He kisses back with intimidate force, lightly stroking his after-orgasm cock while pinning your wrists to control the fierce motions of your lips. He pumps his dick harder, slightly trying to grind on you because ah well, shit he is hard again.

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luffy + stretching (nsfw)

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it was so easy to lose sight of the fact that luffy was, at his core, a man—he was more than just a myth, or your captain, or even your friend—he was human to the fullest extent, freer in spirit than anyone you've ever known. certain things capture his limited attention span, and he pursues them with his entire being without care or a second thought, and, for better or for worse, his current focus is on you.

wide eyes blown out, he's fascinated by the way he can stretch himself long enough to see the tip of his cock slightly bulging out of your abdomen. more than fully sheathed within your walls, his gaze is glued to your midsection, watching himself inside of you. every so often he glances back up to make sure your face is screwed together in pleasure and not pain, though with the way his length batters your insides, the sensation rides a thin line.

"shishishi—is it a bit too much for you?" he laughs, slowing down the brutal pace of his thrusts as he notices a tear pricking out of the corner of your eye. letting out a sigh, you nod slightly, and he eases the stretch of his cock a bit, giving you a slight reprieve as he bends his neck down to meet your core, licking a warm stripe across your clit that elicits needy whines from your lips; "gonna make ya' feel so good..." he mumbles against you as he continues to fuck into you, his tongue eagerly meeting the roll of your hips.

you weren't sure how long this little fixation of his, his addiction to pulling pleasure out of you, would last, so you soak up every bit of it while you still can. feverishly rocking your hips against his mouth while he fills you up, there's seemingly no start and end to your climax; each time you think you've fall from your high, his cock prods against your sweet spot just right, or his tongue drags across your clit so deliciously that the coil just snaps.

and then he pulls his mouth away, returning to his earlier, harsher pace and stretching out his cock to stuff you to the brim once more, though now you're so soaked that the pain from before barely registers—instead, he grins as you beg him for more.

Ravenous

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Synopsis: Luffy is hungry, and he will stop at nothing to get what he wants. He doesn’t care where it happens, how it happens, or what exactly happens - all he cares about is the who and when. The who is you, and the when is right now and until his hunger is fully satisfied.

Warnings: Luffy x afab!reader, established relationship, no gendered terms used, NSFW, smut, overstim, Luffy is hungry, Luffy is eating, Luffy is persuasive, Luffy is dominant - do not read if you are not fond of Luffy in this way, afab!reader, without plot, no penetration, oral afab!reader receiving, MDNI it's not meant for you.

Notes: This is a gift for my moot-wife, @sordidmusings. In light of the post directly below this one, this is without much plot at all.

Tag List: @feral-artistry @writingmysanity @gingernut1314 @cinnbar-bun @vespidphoenix @i-am-vita @sexc-snail @since-im-already-here sssssssorry...

Fingers absentmindedly sought out the scalp of your captain, his head reclining in your lap, his straw-hat lying beside you both while enjoying the mild heat of the afternoon. You hummed a small melody, joining your other hand in his dark curls and tugging lightly on a few key locks. You soothed his skin, fingers circling down and massaging the scruff of his neck and behind his ears. 

As you both sat on the top deck of The Sunny, enjoying the cries of gulls and crashing waves against the wooden hull, you felt the creak of wooden slates dipping slowly as Luffy turned in your lap. Placing his hands on the floor, his knees rising beneath him to hoist his body up: he slowly stalked towards you. Before you even turned your head to acknowledge this change in demeanor, you knew the sight that was awaiting you. When he prowled that slowly toward you, he was a beast consumed with a lust that was truly insatiable. 

He was ravenous.

There was nothing you could do about him when he got in this mood but take what you were given, with a smile on your face and a hot flush swelling in your cheeks. You elected not to look at him, angling your face away as he prowled on all fours towards you across the wooden planks lining the floor beneath you.

“Luffy,” you shot him in a warning tone, “We’re on the deck.” You heard a soft humming melody from the kitchen, along with a small stream of cigarette smoke wafting from the kitchen bay window. A clack of bolts and powders shifted from a metal cylinder into a glass orb, Usopp’s latest craft being siphoned into a bolt.

“Don’t care,” he growled in a feral growl, his hot breath tickling at your shoulder as his grabby hands pulled at the hemline of your shirt, “‘M hungry.” A clatter of a porcelain teacup meeting its dish had your attention splitting over to the tangerine grove aboard the ship, a wisp of Robin’s ebony hair blowing in the gentle breeze and reflecting the risen sun. 

“Luffy,” you again uttered, shifting your body away from his and scuttling over to the mast, “Someone will see.” A small coughed grunt littered the air, a rumbly snore following as Zoro rolled onto his side: blissfully and soundly slumbering while basking in the sun. 

“Hungry,” he repeated, his arms surrounding your shoulders and caging you against the base of the crowsnest. You squeaked as his lips connected to the exposed point of your neck. A trail of desperate nips, licks, and bites littered your collar, pulse and jaw. 

“Luffy,” a breathy call of his name pricked his ears and encouraged him to continue peppering your body with insatiable kisses. “Luffy, somewhere else. Anywhere else. Please, Lu.”

“No, ‘please, Lu’,” he taunted, his lips curling into a taunting smile as he continued to consume your flesh, “Please, you. Need you. Please, please.” His mocking chant growled at you, “‘M so hungry.” The way his lips hummed against your throat, the way his eyelashes fluttered into your skin, every aspect of his insatiable touch shot sparks into your flesh and raised your follicles to stand alert in anticipation. 

When Luffy said he was “hungry,” like this, you knew it was never a hunger for food. Although his appetite for meat was vast, when he said “hungry,” in this tone, what he truly meant was: “hungry for you.” 

“Lower decks?” you breathily sighed at him, his lips curling in contact further against your skin, “Bedroom, bathroom, the map room, Lu,” you listed, inching away from him in a last ditch effort to halt his advance, “Anywhere, but here.” 

Luffy hissed out a dark chuckle into your neck, nuzzling the flesh with his nose and grinning into your throat. He pressed a chaste kiss against the center of your throat before rising to his feet, hoisting you into the air, and throwing you over his shoulder. 

“Knew ya’d see it my way,” Luffy chuckled, his palm meeting swiftly against your ass cheek in a crisp clap before pawing at the flesh below, “I’m gonna eat ‘ya until you’re all dopey in the head,” his chuckle grew darker, his voice lowering in that feral rumble you knew meant trouble. 

“You’re gonna sit back and take it until I say you’re done,” his tone turned serious the longer he walked below decks, kicking the door to crew quarters open with his heel, “Gonna’ have ‘ya regrettin’ stopping me and makin’ me wait.” 

As soon as the door clicked behind you, your clothes were flung from your body and piled in careless heaps on the floor. Your body was flung onto the mattress, Luffy’s arms hooking over your thighs and raking you down to the bed where his famished lips awaited you. 

He was ravenous.

Your left hand clapped over your lips, your eyes widening almost beyond their natural capacity, and pupils going black as your world came crashing down around you. Your toes curled, thighs shaking and caging Luffy’s head deep against your gushing pussy, writhing and squirming against his face as his tongue greedily lapped your glistening core. 

Luffy was a messy eater, a common feat he wore as a badge of honor each time he ate like this. If his face was not covered by your slickened arousal from the sheer number of times he had you whimpering and sobbing for him, he would not stop until it was. 

Lips, nose, tongue, chin and teeth were bobbing, weaving and slobbering over your throbbing cunt. Your stiff clit was prodded, sucked, nosed at, rubbed, and licked: Luffy’s saliva mixing with your slick juices and coating his face and your thighs with its sheen. As he paid attention to your quivering entrance, pistoning his moist muscle in and out with the precision you had seen showcased with his heavy punches in battle, he growled into your core. 

“L-Luffy p-please. No more, please,” you begged him, writhing and grinding against his head in an attempt to pull away. His arms caged you in, feeling the way your walls gripped and beckoned him in with its throbbing and squeezing. 

“Nuh-Uh,” his muffled voice taunted you, his lips open and mouth wide as he slurped and bobbed his head. Luffy’s eyes rolled back as another wave of your arousal snapped, an orgasm coaxed and ripped from your body with a particularly sloppy circle of his tongue over your aching bud. He continued rolling his tongue, repeating that movement as you screamed his name. 

He was ravenous.

Your hands flew to his hair, gripping onto the curled locks and holding his face against your throbbing core as your hole clenched in an attempt to draw in further contact. It was hypnotizing Luffy with its rhythmic summoning, calling his name in a beckoning chant of fluttering walls as waves of release washed over your body. 

After fully riding through your high, your body fell limp in his arms. Each part of you felt empty of substance: your lungs, your mind, your pussy - everything numb and dumb of all thoughts as the hazy fog swelled throughout your afterglow. 

“One more, ‘kay? One more and I’m done,” Luffy panted, his eyes dark with his pupils black to cover his caramel orbs, “Just one more,” he kissed at your thigh, “I need one more from you. Just one more, and I’ll be all full.” You had no energy to move your lips, no air in your lungs to form words as you felt him maneuver your body up onto the bed further. He flipped you over, ass up and shoulders firm against the mattress as he dove in behind you. 

He slunk you down into the bed, hooking his arms around your ass beneath your thighs, as he rocked you against his face from behind. Laying his torso down onto the bed, his clothed cock made twitching contact against the mattress as he felt your walls flutter around him. He moaned into your pussy, thrusting his tongue into your entrance while using his chin to stimulate your clit. 

You couldn’t take much more, exhaustion hanging over you as no words strung into cohesive sentences. Babbling his name, mewling and keening for him, as he ate you from his position behind your body, had tears prick at the corners of your eyes and threaten to spill through another release. Your body responded almost against your will, your aching cunt rocking against his chin as his tongue fucked into you. 

Luffy’s ravenous appetite was insatiable, him eating at the sweetest nectar he had ever sampled while subconsciously rutting into the mattress at each drag of his tongue against your walls. You cried for him, shoulders shaking as you felt the tight swell within your stomach threaten to teeter over the edge again. Your brain fog had each moment seeming as if it were to be your last as Luffy spat and slobbered against you. 

His deep growls vibrated through your walls, his soft hum hitching as his knob ground beneath him. His precum beaded at the slit of his cock, his veins throbbing and velvetty shaft desperately thrashing and grinding against the mattress as he felt you near your release. You whimpered for him, hands gripping the fabric of the mattress and squeezing the material hard enough for it to fray. 

“L-Luffy I-I-... ngmm-a-ahhh-... I-I’m g-g-,” you couldn’t make it through your sentence, lightning striking within your stomach as you ground against his face. Your toes curled and legs shook with every radiant shock sourced from your clit to your spine, stomach, eyelashes and down your legs. You gushed in his face, mixing your arousal with his saliva connecting to his tongue in hot strings. 

Moaning into your fluttering walls, Luffy’s cock wept through his shorts as hot ropes of sticky cum shot through his throbbing slit. His eyes rolled back at the taste of your cunt, propelling a long and encumbering orgasm to shudder through his own body. He ground his understimulated cock against the bed, shifting and stuttering through his orgasm as he held onto the flesh of your ass more. 

As you both rode through your bliss, Luffy licked another stripe along your overstimulated walls, a flutter from your entrance enticed him to kitten-lick another small kiss against your bud. Flipping you onto your back, he was mesmerized by your flushed cheeks and puffed lips, bruised by the amount of times you stifled your more violent cries within your mouth. 

“O-One more?” Luffy asked, kissing your thighs and nodding against your groin, “One more, okay? Just one. One more and I’m done.” His dark eyes glowed up at you, his face coated with the glistening sheen of your arousal smearing over his lips, nose, cheeks and chin. His greedy smile rose against his damp cheeks as your hands reached for his, lacing your fingers in between each of his digits. 

He couldn’t get enough. He loved you like this. His appetite sprung up once more, leaning down and beginning the slow and sensual roll of his tongue against your body: consuming more of your essence until he drank his fill and stifled his hunger.  He was ravenous.