(´ε｀ )♡ Thinkin About A Very Clingy Zoro

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characters. monkey d. luffy, roronoa zoro, vinsmoke sanji

cw. virginity loss / first time (luffy), cunnilingus, slight fingering, lowkey soft dom sanji, (slightly) pussydrunk luffy, nipple play, “captain”, unsafe sex (wrap it up), cumming inside then puling out

wc. 3k

a/n. hii! i finally finished this fic! im so excited to be posting it, since it took me longer than it shouldve. this hints quite a lot towards a pt2 so let me know if you would be interested in it, and yeah, thank you for being so patient since i know i posted a little teaser a while ago, hope you like it

“So, where do you wanna touch?” Sanji asks, his hands roaming over every inch of your exposed body. His touch feels heavenly, like it sets your skin on fire, and you’re not sure if it’s because you’re just that desperate for his touch or if you’re nervous over this whole… situation.

Nevertheless, you’re still expecting an answer from him. His eyes are blown wide, he doesn’t know where to look, and he wishes he could look at all of you, all of the time. Sure, it’s his first time seeing a naked woman, but by god did the sight seem incomparable to anything he’s ever seen before.

He doesn’t know what to say, he can’t decide between what he wants to touch first. Maybe somewhere that would make you feel good, right? He’s watching Sanji, the way his fingers drag over your curves. You seem so receptive to it, and he can’t decide what would make you feel best.

Thankfully, Zoro’s voice alleviates the tension, “Why don’t you touch her here, I bet she’d love it” he says, pointing at your cunt. You squirm at the thought of being touched down there, you’re aching with want but you’re still nervous, having all these men around waiting on your every reaction.

“I don’t really know how” Luffy says, a sheepish expression on his face at the thought of doing something wrong in such an intimate moment.

“We can show you,” Zoro says. “Start here, on her thighs”

Luffy’s hand instantly lands on your thigh, unsure of what he should do next.

“You can kiss her too, here…” Zoro touches your inner thigh to point where Luffy can kiss you, “and here”, this time he points at your clit, but doesn’t touch you there, as much as you wish he would.

“Ok” he says. Such a simple and casual reply shouldn’t be followed by kisses that drive you crazy because of how close they are to your heat, and at the same time not close enough. Sanji’s chest presses against your back as you unknowingly lean against him. His fingers have started toying with your nipples now, tugging and rolling the little buds, anything to prompt more sounds from your sweet lips.

Your mind goes back to the man between your thighs, now that he’s started nipping at the skin of your thighs.

“Good,” Zoro praises. “Now here” he says, pointing again. Luffy is hesitant, but still lands a few gentle kisses on your clit, leaving you breathless and making you put a hand to your mouth.

“Don’t do that, angel” Sanji says behind you, his moves halting. “Let him hear how he’s making you feel”

You remove your hand as soon as you put it up, because how could you refuse the chef’s sultry toned request? A small gasp escaped from your lips when he kissed your clit again, and you looked between your legs to see him, his lips oh so close to where you were aching the most, and his eyes never leaving yours because he wanted to see the way your face contorted in pleasure.

His hands are placed on either side of your waist, and when he licks the first stripe up your folds and you squirm under his hold, his fingers tighten on your waist, sure to keep you in your place and leave marks. His touch is inexperienced and uncertain, almost as if he's afraid, but it's hard to focus when he's eagerly slurping at your cunt, wanting more of your bittersweet escence.

"Tell Luffy how you feel, pretty girl" Sanji whispers in your ear when he sees you grow restless under Luffy's hold.

"Feels good" you sigh, trying not to look down at the man between your thighs because you're afraid the sight will bring you more pleasure than the wet muscle that keeps lapping at your pussy. "R-really good… mm-!"

"Seems like you're doing it right, Luffy" Zoro pitches in. "She can barely talk, that's how you know you're doing a good job".

"Touch her clit while you eat her out" Sanji orders, making you whine at just the thought of it. Luffy follows instantly, his fingers on your clit, rubbing circles just like Zoro told him to.

The stimulation is too much, and not long after Luffy keeps abusing your cunt with his tongue and fingers, you're clenching around nothing as you orgasm.

"She's getting even more wet" Luffy points out, taking only a second away from your pussy to say that before he's back to licking and sucking everything that is spilling out of you.

You whine in complaint when he keeps lapping at your cunt well after you orgasmed, just on the brink of overstimulation.

"That's enough" Zoro says, pulling Luffy out of the trance and away from your heat. His chin is wet with your juices, and he keeps licking at his lips to savor the taste of your cunt in his mouth.

Sanji didn't even need to tell you to give Luffy some feedback this time, just leaning down to meet your gaze was enough to communicate what he wanted you to do.

"You did such a good job, Luffy" you said between pants, still coming down from your high. "You made me feel good, and I wanna return the favor"

You lean away from Sanji's chest, face to face with Luffy now. His chin is still drenched in your juices, but he quickly fixes that when he wipes his face with the back of his arm, all the while he keeps looking at you… mostly. Maybe his gaze is drifting down to your exposed breasts every few seconds, but he's really hoping you don't notice.

"You like them?" you ask, a last bit of your confidence shining through when you see how he peers at your body. He nods, not sure what to say. Now that he knows you don't mind, he's looking without any shame.

"You can touch" you say, and he doesn't waste any time before his hands are on your breasts, harshly grabbing at the flesh and making you let out a small gasp.

"Not so hard" you say, guiding his hand to where he can touch.

"Sorry…" he apologizes. His grip instantly loosens and he's looking to you, and the way you guide his fingers to touch you. "They're softer than I thought" He says, driving you to ask himself how many times he's thought about how soft your breasts would be.

"And here" Zoro points at your nipples. "She really likes it when you suck here"

Luffy doesn't immediately suck on them, he toys with them for a few seconds, enjoying the way they feel when he pinches and rolls them between his fingers. Then, when he's done feeling your breath fan against his cheek from how close you are to him and how desperate he's making you feel, he lowers his mouth on your nipple and suckles on them, looking up at your face to see how receptive you are to his touch.

You sigh at the feeling of his tongue on your sensitive buds, but you still manage to sit upright. One of his hands is holding the breast he's sucking on, and the other is toying with your other nipple, watching the way you lean into his touch.

"Luffy…" you sigh his name. He's still looking up at you, and now he's trailing his sloppy kisses up your chest, until he reaches your neck, where he sucks and bites marks that would be hard to cover up later on, but you couldn't care less when his hand was alsp trailing down to your core, feeling the way your cunt leaked down your thighs.

"Touch him" Sanji said, still sitting back against the headboard, watching the way you keen and buck your hips into Luffy's touch. He knows it's supposed to be about helping out his captain, but god did the sight before him make it so hard not to pull you back against his lap and grind into you. Maybe he'll find time to do that some other time.

As soon as your hand comes in contact with his clothed hardness, he sighs. He's not sure if its out of relief or pleasure, but fuck he doesn't care. He didn't realize how much he needed to be touched down there, and now that he was getting it, it was almost too much for him.

His eyes are clenched shut, but maybe it's better that way. If he saw the way you were looking at him, half lidded, dazed eyes while your hand was playing with his cock through his clothes, he wouldn't last any longer.

"Don't cum in your pants, you got something much better right here" Zoro says, his fingers grazing your slit, making you look at him. "You'll be a good girl for the captain, right?" he whispers. You nod, afraid to look at him knowing he's got that same piercing gaze that always makes you feel so intimidated.

"Y-yes" you whine, the hand that was teasing your core leaving all too soon and leaving you with the familiar empty feeling of your walls clenching around nothing.

Your hand leaves Luffy's bulge, much to his disappointment. You swear you could hear a small cry leave his lips, but he doesn't care as much when you toy with the hem of his pants, sliding down his shorts and underwear in one swift motion. He was well endowed, slender cock standing tall, speaking just how eager he was to go further.

You stroke him a few times, rubbing your thumb over his slit a few times, and watching the way his breath caught in his throat. The sounds he makes when you catch him by surprise like that are heavenly, and you're desperate to hear what he sounded like when he was buried deep within you.

You go back to your previous position, your legs spread to give him the perfect view of your leaking pussy. You're propped up on your elbows, following Luffy's nervous gaze up and down your body, but primarily focused between your legs.

"How do I… you know…?

"Don't worry" you ease him, "just c'mere".

He leans closer to your body, his arms on either side of you. His body was hot all over, and it felt so good to be pinned down by him. You raise one of your hands to trace over the scar on his chest, the skin warm to the touch.

He takes you by surprise this time when he cups your face and kisses you, his inexperienced mouth doing his best to follow your movements. He kisses messily, just like everything he does, but its the best kiss you've had in a long time, sloppy tongues touching anything they can, and trying to keep in sync with everything you do.

Eventually, you pull away. Throwing your head back to catch your breath and feeling the string of saliva that connects your mouth to his. It's hot, his breath is heavy against your cleavage, but he's still not done. He leaves more kisses on the corner of your mouth, your chin, any skin he can find, he"s covered it with his lips while he starts grinding down on you.

"Luffy…" he didn't think he could like the way his name sounds so much, but your voice made it sound so good, the way it rolled off your tongue had him bucking his hips into you, his cock sliding between your folds.

"Please-!" you whimper, but he cuts you off with another kiss to the corner of your mouth.

He feels so needy, he wants to touch every inch of your skin with his lips, he's never felt anything like this and he loves everything about it. The way he wants to go even further with you, and at the same time he wants to savor every second he spends next to you is driving him crazy.

"Put it in" you say, your brows furrowed over your clenched eyes. Before he can do anything, your hand slides down between both of your bodies and grips his cock, guiding him to your entrance until the head is lined up with your hole.

As he slowly sunk into your walls, he thought about all the sex stories his crewmates told him, and how he always doubted sex could be all that.

Fuck. They were right.

The way your warm walls are wrapping around his length is enough to prove his crewmates were not exaggerating. It was everything he expected and so much more.

When he noticed how close he was to your chest, he quickly latched his mouth on one of your pebbled nipples to take his mind off the pleasure. He wasn't sure how long he'd last if he didn't have some kind of distraction.

He listened closely to every breath, every whine, every sound from you, as little as it might be. His hands are on either side of your body, and now that he's not attached to your breast anymore his breaths are heavy, still close to your chest and shuddering against your skin.

"You can cum, if you want to" you say, noticing how much of a hard time he seemed to be going through.

"No, I w-wanna… I wanna make you feel good too" he says, barely able to get out the words because he didn't want to keep you waiting any longer. He slid out until all you could feel was his tip, hot and throbbing, and slipped right back in until your clit was grazing his skin.

Nothing could've prepared him for the warmth and the wetness of your walls, so maybe that's why he goes in a frenzy and starts thrusting sporadically, uneven shoves of his hips that make you gasp and throw your head back because you weren't expecting him to slam into you with such force.

"F-fuck" you curse under your breath, you're trying not to say anything about the way he's reaching places you didn't know existed, but it's becoming harder and harder with every passing moment he keeps the taunting rhythm against you.

"Slow down," Sanji said, coming to your aid. "It'll feel better if you start slow, and then go faster".

It's almost painful to Luffy to stop right now when it felt so good, a big part of him wanted to chase that high, but as soon as he started taking his time with his thrusts and paying attention to all your moans and whines, he found himself wanting to make the moment last.

You're breathless, just like he is. You're both a panting mess holding onto each other, desperate to feel the heat from both of your bodies. His hands are caressing every incb of your skin, and yours are trailing your nails down his back, anything to relieve some of the pleasure that overwhelmed you.

You're so engulfed in the moment, you almost forgot about the two other men in the room, the ones who had been so kind as to show this boy how to fuck you properly. You look at them, sitting on the side as they watch their captain fuck their crewmate, both with equally large and vidible bulges in their pants.

You make a little reminder to pay them back for the favor.

"'m so close" Luffy says, or whines. You're not sure what he's saying anymore, and you don't know why you're making promises like that when you're sure to be exhausted after Luffy is done splitting you in half.

Your hips are bucking against him, making him feel like he's deeper in your walls, if that was even possible. He's hitting all the right spots and fuck… this is supposed to be his first time, how is he so good at this?

Your orgasm is so close, you can practically taste the sweet high. His hands have settled on either side of your head, his own head down and almost between your boobs again. He wants to cum so badly already, and it's taking every ounce of willpower in his body not to. That and the fact he can still feelt he way you clenched around his tongue when he was eating you out, and he's eager to find out how that would feel when he's inside of you.

Every thrust brings you closer to the edge until you're on the brink, and the only thing that pushes you over is the sounds he makes, or rather the ones he's trying – but failing – to hide. His whines are muffled with the skin of your chest, and his groans are held back when he bites his lips, but they're still so noticeable and the thought of him being this needy for you makes you finally cum, walls clenching around him and nails raking down his back, though he couldn't care less with the way you keep sucking him in.

It's like a vice, and every time he keeps trying to pull out your walls don't let him.

“Captain-!” you moan, so sensitive after cumming, you didn’t even think twice about what you were calling him. And fuck, why does that make him feel like that?

It’s not like he hasn’t heard you call him that every other day, it's the way everyone addresses him, but the way it rolls off your lips in such a sultry and breathless way, and rigt now out of all times quickly drives him to his own orgasm with hot spurts of his cum inside of you, but he quickly pulls out because he wants to see the way your folds look covered in his seed, and by god is it the prettiest sight he's seen all night.

Luffy's heard so many stories of first times gone terribly wrong, it was almost an irrational fear of his that the same things would happen to him. Thankfully, his friends were kind enough to convince the beautiful girl from their crew, it would only be fair if he shared her with them next time, right?

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❗️contains baby trapping.

This is a bit dark so please don’t read this if you ain’t into dark themes. Don’t let the beginning fool you okay?

“Ya feel s’good Y’know that baby? Ya feel s’fuckin’ wonderful~” Luffy nuzzles into you neck and peppers smooches against your skin, his hand hold your hands up and above your head while he fucks you raw and hard into the mattress. You let out little mewls as his hips slapped hard against yours, his cock only going deeper the harder he went.

Your voices began to grow sore and you couldn’t stop moaning out for him. Your feet were close to cramping as your toes stayed curled due to the pleasure and it was getting challenging to stay still for him. You peek your head up and watched as his cock slide in and out of your cunt while your cunt fluttered so prettily around his shaft.

You moan and whined out from the continuous smooches his cock gave to your cervix, you were growing close to cumming and he could tell just by how your face began to twist. “Mmgh~ L-Luffy-“ You mewl out his name while you shake your head, unable to sit still from the pleasure. A sly smile spread across Luffy face as he watched you melt on his length. “Ah! L-Luffy~ M-M’gonna! I’m gonna cum!~” You gasp out, your legs shuddering against his hips.

“Go on an’ cum~ Squirt on my dick baby~” He whispers to you, his warm breath making you shiver with arousal. You moan out shakily before you shudder against him, your back arching as you felt yourself ready to explode. “MMGH! LUFFYYY!~” You moan out his name angelically as you finally release, squirting all over his lower abdomen and on the sheets below you both.

Luffy moans out in awe and presses a smooch to your soft lips. He continued to thrust into you and smiles a bit dark as he grew close as well. You perk up as you felt his cock twitch within your gummy walls, and a worried whimper begins to leave you. “Mmh~ M’gonna cum~ M’so fuckin’ close~” Luffy groans, his thrusts now picking up the pace as he felt your walls tighten around him.

“L-Luffy- Luffy pull out when you’re about to cum, o-okay?” You tell him, his thrusting now growing a bit more violent if not slightly overwhelming. Luffy doesn’t answer, in fact he grows silent as he grew closer and closer to climax. You feel him keep your arms in her air as he huffs a bit, ready to bust his load into you. “M’gonna cumm~ Gonna cum inside of ya pussy baby~” He snickers darkly.

Your face falls pale and you begin to struggle and try to push him off. “Luffy! Luffy no please-“ You beg, your feet pressing against his chest to try and push him away. “Ya gonna be a momma baby~ M’gonna make ya a momma!~” Luffy moans out and his brows furrows from the pleasure, ready to cum deep inside of your cute and breedable cunt.

“No please Luffy please! I don’t wanna be a momma yet!” You whimper out and tears begin to prick at your eyes as you tried to break from his grasp. “Cmon~ Lemme make ya a cute lil’ mama~ Ya gonna look so cute w’my babies inside ya~” Luffy gives you another dark smile before cupping your face. “Mmgh~ N-No Luffy!-“ He cuts your pleading off by pressing his lips against yours, moaning into the kiss as he pressed his hips hard against yours.

He lets out a groan and his eyes begins to roll back as he cums deep inside of your cunt, a whine leaving your lips as you felt his warm and sticky cum fill your pussy. You claw at his back in defeat and whined as he continued to fill you up, loading you with most of his seed.

He laughs through the kiss as you took all of his cum like his good girl, taking your fill.

You blame yourself for not taking your birth control or using protection. You thought you could trust Luffy with your words.

He pulls back from the kiss, a string of drool falling from his lips while his eyes were half-lidded with love. “Wanna see ya full of m’babies~ Ya gonna be a cute lil’ momma- Ain’t ya mami?~” He asks, his hands still cupping your face. You whine out to him and a few tears begin to fall done your face you felt upset and defeated, you didn’t want children.

“And don’cha try anythin’, if ya kill ‘em I’ll just put more into ya without ya knowin’~ I’ll surprise ya~” He giggles. You whine and he presses smooshes against your tears, kissing them away. “Shhh~ Ain’t no need t’cry~ S’all over now baby~” He whispers to you once again.

He’s just making sure you won’t leave. And it’s guaranteed to work.

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.

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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.

The comfort of you

Tags: zoro x f!reader, fluff

Zoro loves watching you sleep, loves watching the way your guard falls easily when you’re alone with him, like the only source of comfort is his presence. He considers it an honor to know you feel safe and comfortable enough to sleep, even more so when he finds out you force yourself to stay awake around others. He smiles to himself when he traces your soft cheek with his finger, how your brows twitch at the touch, pulling a soft laugh from him.

You sleep so deeply on his chest, a trail of drool beginning at the corner of your mouth, never quite reaching his own skin. Zoro refuses to sleep when you do, his mind racing with thoughts as he looks at you. How pretty you are, how kind and accepting, how you fell for him of all people. That part is still a mystery, remembering how closed off and brash he was to you at first, honed in on his goal. But his heart kept pulling you to him, like a magnet in the vicinity of the opposite pole, stretching to connect.

Zoro often wonders of the life he can give you outside of piracy, when his life long goals have been met, when he succeeds in aiding his captain in his. Will you still want to be with him? Would you consider a slow normal life where he could teach the art of the sword to young minds? Would your love inflame or dwindle now that thrill of life on the sea was over?

He likes to think it won’t, but he’s never been sure, he can’t place all his eggs into one basket, even if he yearns to. All he wants is to grow old together, tell stories to the students that’ll learn from him or maybe even the children he’ll give you. He’d like that actually, a couple of copies of you and him, something he was once so adamantly against, but you had such an odd way of softening his hard nos.

His mind races with possibilities when he watches you sleep, the good and the bad. There are things he wants to tell you that dance in his mind but fear of jinxing it if he says it out loud. Like how he wants to seal his love for you in a ceremony, make you his wife and let the world know that the famed pirate hunter now vice captain of the straw hat pirates has a heart softened by only you. Or how he wants to end his night with you in a home over tea and sake, let you lean back into his chest and you watch the sun set over the sea and the wind rustle the cherry blossoms.

Zoro allows himself to feel when you sleep on or next to him, feel how your beating heart synchs with his and how real you are against him. His life is filled with uncertainty that is almost certain, but he never questions you or the lengths he would go to ensure you’re in his life till the end. Zoro can’t imagine you not rolling over in bed to greet him with a kiss, whether on the sunny or the home he brings you too after this adventure has closed.

Anticipation for a future with you is so sweet, so sought after by him that he has to remind himself to cherish each day, because he knows he’ll miss the lapping waves outside of his cabin on the sunny as you curl into his chest, resting up for whatever the crew gets into on the next island they’ll land at. He’ll miss the way you’ll drag him away from a party thrown by their captain for a private kiss or two, pressing you to the wall with a bottle of sake in his hand or yours, drunkenly giggling as your lips find each others. He’ll miss the way you smile at him when he joins you in Nami’s orchard, forcing you to nap under the sun with him. But he also can’t wait for the quiet slow life of just you and him and a possible family.

Watching you sleep and envisioning the future has become so dear to him, he just can’t bring himself to close his eye and join you, making up for the lack of sleep during the day. He sees everything he wants with you in the content expression on your face, tracing your features with a calloused finger and dotting your moonlit skin in feather light kisses.

“I love you.”

Is what he says into your ear as he settles in finally beside you, his body no longer able to stay awake like he wants. Carefully adjusting you so you’re heart will beat on top of his, lulling him into a dream that he can’t wait to have, knowing it’ll be filled with your bright smile and warm eyes, pulling him along to wherever the future with you holds, hoping to experience it outside of his mind one day soon.

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You and Law use his devil fruit abilities, but for all the wrong reasons... Plus part two: You decide to get back at Law for teasing you, with a certain request...

Note: This was my most popular fic back on my main account, "Body Swap", now being reposted here for my Most Popular Fics Event, under a new name! Please keep in mind these were some of the earliest smut fics I ever wrote (Almost 2 years ago), so it isn't representative of my current writing abilities. Regardless, I'm glad to see that so many people enjoyed reading them.

Warnings: smut, fem reader, use of Law's heart-swapping ability.

Typically, once you got a good idea, it wouldn’t leave your mind.

Except that you didn’t know if this was exactly a good idea.

You tried ignoring it as much as possible. But how could you?! It was becoming too much for you to handle.

Sitting in the kitchen, you were eating your dinner with a few other crew mates. The others had been trying to talk to you, but you didn’t listen. It wasn’t that you were ignoring them, no. You just had too much on your mind.

“I think (Name)’s sick,” Bepo said, poking at your arm, but you kept staring ahead, at nothing. “She’s unresponsive…”

“But definitely conscious. That’s odd,” Ikkaku noted.

“Maybe we should take her to captain,” Penguin suggested. “He’d know what to do!”

“About what?” Law asked, entering the kitchen.

“Oh! Captain, thank goodness, (Name)’s acting weird. We think she may be sick!”

You let out a small gasp, face turning red at Law’s voice

“Is she choking?!” Shachi yelled.

Law took a look at you. The answer was clearly no. You almost seemed embarrassed. But about what?

“(Name)-ya.”

Your eyes widened a little, and you turned to look at your boyfriend. “Law…”

“Come on, let me have a look at you,” he motioned for you to get up and follow him.

You followed Law through the halls of the submarine, all the way down to his bedroom. He sat you down on the bed before closing the door, and crossing his arms.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked.

“Umm… nothing,” you lied.

“Nothing?”

The two of you stared at each other, Law waiting for you to break.

“Ok! Fine. I just… had something on my mind and was very distracted.”

Law raised an eyebrow, not looking very amused. “Distracted?”

“Yeah… um. Got a lot on my mind, y’know…”

“Then tell me what’s on your mind. What could possibly be so distracting that you weren’t even acknowledging everyone around you… ah. But then I walked in.”

Your face went red again.

“You were thinking about me.” He said. “How am I that distracting?”

“Oh, well. Um… I just… had an idea,” you mumbled, looking down.

Law moved closer to you, standing inches away from you now. “An idea?”

You were too embarrassed. It was stupid and he’d never agree to it. But quietly, as though you were genuinely afraid of saying it, you told him your idea.

Then Law’s face turned a little red.

“See, it’s a horrible idea. But I can’t stop thinking about it,” you whined. “Sorry…”

“No. It’s not horrible, just… a bit out there.”

Was he seriously about to agree?!

“We can try it,” he told you. “Since you can’t stop thinking about it. Lay down.”

You laid back against the soft pillows, crossing your hands and waiting for him to make the next move.

Law slid his shirt off, and grabbed kikoku from where it leaned against his desk, walking back over to you.

“Undress at least a little, to make it easier,” he said, standing beside you now.

You slid your shorts off and removed the top you had on off, leaving you in just your rather cute set of undergarments.

Law moved to get on top of you, sitting on his knees, around your legs.

“…you sure about this?” He hesitated.

“We’re already here, aren’t we?” You asked.

Deciding to just get it over with and wanting this over as soon as possible, Law created a room.

He slid the katana out of its case, and closed his eyes.

“Just do it! Before I freak out and back out!” You yelled.

“Ugh. Shambles,” he said as he did a thrusting motion toward your body, then back at himself.

You felt oddly dizzy, and suddenly…

You were now in Law’s spot, holding the katana exactly how he had been seconds ago. Except that you were still underneath him…. But it was just your body.

Now you were panicking. This was a bad idea, why did you even think of it in the first place?!

Looking down, you saw that you were Law… and he was you. Your eyes widened, and you opened your mouth as if you were about to scream. But before you could get more than a “Ah!” out, your (Law’s?) hand was covering your mouth.

“Let’s get this over with, I don’t like looking at myself like this…” he said.

Sliding kikoku back into its case and setting it aside, you slid a hand onto your chest, not being used to how… er, flat… it was. “Woah,” you muttered.

“Stop that! It’s weird!” Law snapped.

“No, this is so weird! I’m so used to.. uh… having boobs.”

Law then rolled his eyes, but… he didn’t want to admit that he was also curious. He looked down at your chest.

“Try it,” you said, taking his hands and placing them on your body’s chest. “This is crazy.”

Law wanted to yell at you for forcing him to grab your boobs, but… it was rather fascinating.

“I get to live like that, all day every day,” you said. “Wait…”

Then you slapped his hands out of the way and grabbed your own boobs, squeezing. “This is awesome,” you giggled.

“Quit making it weird!” He yelled.

“Okay, okay. Sorry,” you said, removing your hands. “So…”

“Did you forget how to take off your clothes?” He asked, watching you just sit there.

“N-no! I’ve just never done it from this point of view before!”

You carefully took off Law’s signature jeans. Then, you looked down at yourself. Feeling unsure, you pulled off your panties.

Then you screamed, fully this time, seeing your own pussy. “What the hell! It looks like that?!” You cried.

“(Name)! Stop that shit, you’re making this way less sexy than you made it sound!”

Curiously, you reached out and poked at your clit, and Law hissed, eyes widening. Then you slid a finger down the slit, feeling how wet it was. “Aw, you’re wet for me,” you giggled.

You inserted a tattooed finger into your cunt, feeling the ridges along the walls of your hole. Law let out a small moan, face red in embarrassment.

Adding another finger, you fully began fingering your cunt. Law’s hands flew up to grab at your wrist, stopping you. He was breathing heavily and your body’s legs were twitching.

“Stop. It’s too much,” he panted.

“Oh, is it?” You asked. “It’s too much for you but I take it for hours and hours, begging for more every time. You’re such a baby, Law.”

You pulled your hand away, and then pulled his cock out. You stared at it in awe, feeling like your mind was gonna explode.

“This is so weird!” You exclaimed. “This is how it feels to have a boner?!”

“(Name)-ya, just get on with it already,” Law sighed.

“Fine, fine,” you said. Awkwardly trying to line his cock up with your cunt. You teased him by rubbing against it but not sliding in.

“Sure you’ll be able to handle it?” You asked. “You couldn’t even take fifteen seconds of me fingering you.”

“I don’t care anymore,” Law huffed.

“Alright. But don’t act all mad when you can’t do it.”

When the last word left your mouth, you slid his cock into your throbbing cunt, and grabbed onto your hips.

You moaned a little, loving how you squeezed his cock.

Law tried covering his face and biting onto one of your hands to stop himself from moaning.

You tried thrusting, unsure of how exactly you were supposed to do so… since you’d always been on the receiving end. And it wasn’t like you were always watching Law’s hips and studying how it was done.

As you got the hang of it, Law could no longer hide his moans. You could feel your cunt throbbing more, your legs wrapping around his and squeezing you. You tried going faster, and moaned at the sensation.

“Mmm, moan louder, Law. I wanna hear you cry like a little whore,” you said, leaning down to suck on your own breast.

Taking the nipple in your mouth and harshly sucking, Law let out the most lewd moan you’d ever heard from him. You stumbled in your movements, hips twitching at the sound. “Law, I’m close…”

“You better not- ugh- get yourself pregnant,” he muttered in between moans.

“Mmm, but that would be so hot, you getting to feel the way I do when you stuff me with cum. Oh!” you gripped harder at your hips and shoved his cock deep into your cunt, unloading into yourself with a loud moan.

Law yelped, squeezing his eyes shut as he too came, but through your body. You collapsed onto him, still buried inside your cunt.

“How’d it feel?” You asked, a smirk on your face.

“Now I almost feel sorry for you,” he panted. “You take way more than that when I fuck you…”

“Hmm, well, how about next time I make you suck your own cock?” You suggested with a giggle.

“There will not be a next time,” he huffed.

“Aww, but this was so fun,” you whined. “In fact, I wanna stay here… you feel so nice and warm around my cock.”

“Your cock?” He glared at you. He wasn’t actually angry but it was incredibly embarrassing to let you take control like this, and now you were getting cocky.

“Sorry,” you said. “But now I see why you never let me go after one round.”

“Okay, whatever. Change us back. Now.”

Sighing defeatedly, you sat back up and slid his cock away from your cunt, watching his seed spill out. His cock twitched again.

“Umm… how do I do that?” You asked.

Law rolled his eyes. “You should know, you watched me do it.”

“But I’ve still never done it myself!”

“You take the katana and say ‘room’, then thrust it at our bodies and say ‘shambles’,” he instructed.

“Okay…” you took the katana into your hand and did as he said.

And suddenly… now you were underneath him, back in your own body.

“That was easy,” you giggled, trying to get up so you could put your clothes back on.

But Law pushed you back down. “You think I’m letting you get away with that, you little demon?”

Boy, were you in for a punishment…

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When the idea returned to you, it came at a rather convenient time.

You’d thought about it since that evening, sure. But you were unsure if Law would ever agree to doing it again, so eventually… it slipped your mind.

But then now, you simply couldn’t get it off your mind.

You’d been laying in bed with Law, both of you unable to sleep that particular night. He’d been reading a book, an arm wrapped around you, holding you close to his bare tattooed chest.

He’d been teasing you all day, and now all evening. Throwing you suggestive smirks or subtly winking at you throughout the day, lingering touches, and at one point he’d even smacked your ass as you headed out of a room. Now, his hand that was around you was pinching at your nipple through your tight tank top, and every time you’d whimper he’d let out a faint chuckle, making you even more frustrated.

You couldn’t take it anymore, so you slipped a hand down to your panties, sliding it under and began slowly stroking your folds with one finger, trying to get yourself wet enough to finger yourself.

You thought about that evening. The way Law moaned like a little slut, whining about how it was too much for him to handle when you’d barely touched him (you?).

You moved your finger up just a little to your clit, and began rubbing at the bud of nerves. You let out a soft whine, rolling over just a little, still in Law’s hold.

Surely he’d noticed. He was in no way oblivious to anything. You looked back at him, seeing his cocky smirk on his face. He glanced at you, making eye contact for just a second, before looking back to his book.

Feeling wet enough, you slid two fingers inside yourself, letting out the most lewd, cute moan you possibly could, trying to get Law’s attention.

But he didn’t move.

So you kept your fingers moving, sliding them inside yourself and rubbing your fingertips along your tight walls. Law pinched your nipple again, this time much harder than he was before. You let out another whimper, frustrated that that was all he would do to you, when you wanted so much more.

“Law, please,” you whined.

“What, (Name)-ya?” He was pretending to not notice.

“Law, I need you.”

“For what?” He taunted.

“To satisfy me! You wouldn’t make your girlfriend do it all herself, would you? Leave me all helpless and fingering myself, when I really want you.”

“I wouldn’t put it past me,” he replied.

“Ugh! Law, come on! You’ve been teasing me all day,” you yelled, sliding your fingers out of yourself and moving to sit up, facing him.

“Do something about it, then,” he told you, looking back to his book.

“Fine,” you muttered. Without hesitating, you moved your hand that you’d just been pleasuring yourself with up to his mouth, forcing your still wet fingers inside.

His eyes went wide and he tried cursing at you, but it all sounded muffled due to your fingers. When he shut up and began licking your fingers, sliding his tongue around and down them, lapping up your juices, you nearly came right then and there, letting out a moan at the sight and feeling.

You pulled away after a moment, and when you did you replaced your hand with your lips, kissing him and tasting yourself mixed with his spit.

“That was so hot, Law,” you mumbled against his lips.

“Really?” He set his book aside and put a hand against your head, deepening the kiss.

“Mhm.”

Your legs were trembling as you kneeled on top of him, the dirty sounds of your mouths going straight to your cunt and making you feel like you could cum without any physical touch to it.

You pulled away, grabbing his shoulders to stabilize yourself. “Law, I know you’ll probably punish me again, but I want to try swapping bodies again.”

“Shit, (Name). Don’t you know how…” he trailed off, looking away from you.

“Embarrassing that was? For you? I do, and I would kill to see that again. When I was fingering myself, that was all I could think about, your little whimpers and moans-“

“Alright, stop. I’ll do it,” he said to shut you up.

You let out a delighted hum, removing yourself from his lap and happily getting up to grab kikoku. When you returned to him, you basically shoved the katana into his hand and eagerly waited for him to switch you two.

“Room.”

Your smile grew bigger, unable to contain your excitement.

“Shambles.”

And in a blink, you were now where Law had been laying, holding the katana in your right hand.

Law was on his (or your? You still didn’t know exactly how to refer to this). knees, just as you had been seconds before.

You put kikoku away, and didn’t hesitate for a second to rip the sweatpants Law had on off.

“Remember what I said last time?” You asked him.

He clearly looked unnerved at seeing your voice come from his mouth, but he nodded slowly.

“Tell me,” you said.

Law let out a sigh, looking down. “You said… you wanted me to suck my own cock.”

You giggled, moving to hold his face between your hands, gently squishing your face’s cheeks together. “That’s right, my little whore.”

You placed a kiss on your own lips, and then laid back, taking his cock in your hand and stroking yourself.

“Now come do it,” you told him.

Law slowly moved to get between his own legs, and you could tell he felt absolutely humiliated right now.

“(Name)… I don’t know how to do this.”

“Never sucked dick before?” You teased. “Maybe my body will just naturally know how, I do it for you all the time, after all.”

But he didn’t look reassured.

“Just take a little at a time and breathe through your nose,” you said, patting him on the head.

Hesitantly, Law poked his tongue out and took a small lick at himself.

“Don’t know why I thought there’d be much of a taste…” he mumbled.

“Well you lick my skin, don’t you? It should be like that.”

“I suppose so.” With that he took just the smallest bit of the top into his mouth. He gently sucked, and you let out a loud moan.

“Jeez, (Name). I barely did anything.”

“I know… but I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“Oh, so now you’re the one who can’t handle it?” He mocked you, grinning. “Then I’ll make you cry like a little bitch.”

Now, he took as much in as he possibly could (for someone who’d never done this before), and licked and sucked with no remorse.

You cried out, twisting his hands into your hair and trying to shove him on deeper without hurting him.

“Law, Law! Feels so good,” you whined.

Feeling confident at his regain of control, Law took his own cock all the way, deepthroating himself at this point. He bobbed his head up and down, trying to mimic your movements from the many times when he’d watched you do this.

“Law, I’m gonna-“

He pulled away without warning, and you groaned in frustration.

“What? Too scared to taste your own cum?!” You asked, slightly upset.

“That’s fucking disgusting,” he said. “It’s not happening.”

“Ugh, I hate you,” you fell back into the pillows, crossing your arms.

Law simply chuckled, and you could feel him moving. But you were still mad, so you didn’t look down at him.

Suddenly, you felt his cock wrapped in something warm… but this wasn’t like when you’d fucked yourself…

Curious, you sat up again and looked down to see what he was doing.

You were surprised to find your own breasts wrapped around his cock, Law trying to move your upper body up and down along his shaft.

“Fuck- Law.”

With each movement up, you felt him just barely take the tip into his mouth, licking at it.

It wasn’t long before you felt like cumming again. His hands resumed their positions within your own hair, and you cried as his body shook, cumming all over your chest, and a little bit onto your face.

Law pulled away, staring down at himself and seeing the cum covering him.

“Now you know how that feels,” you muttered, trying to catch your breath.

Law was curious, and through half-lidded eyes, you watched him take a finger up to your breasts and swipe some of his seed away. He lifted it just in front of your face, staring at it. He wanted a taste, that dirty bastard.

“No, let me do it!” You protested, smacking his hand away and wiping his cum onto your fingers. You desperately wanted to feel him suck on your fingers again.

Instead of forcing yourself in this time, you held a tattooed hand up in front of him, waiting for him to take the fingers into his mouth when he was ready.

It took him a moment, but Law eventually tasted himself, taking a small lick off your finger at first.

“Hmm.”

“Doesn’t it taste good? It’s ‘cause you’re a nice clean man, you know.” You giggled.

Law shot you a confused look, and you giggled some more.

“Want more?”

He hesitated, but ended up taking his fingers into your mouth once again, and you moaned as the feeling you loved so much returned to you. Even though this time it looked like yourself doing it, it was just so hot to watch Law suck on your fingers.

By the time he was done, his cock was hardened again and you were ready to go for another round.

“Should I eat myself out, finger you, or just fuck you right now?” You asked, a menacing grin on your face.

“You deserve to be forced down between your own legs and eat yourself out like a dirty slut,” he responded. “But-“

“You wouldn’t be able to handle that, would you, Law?”

“Shut up.” He muttered.

“Well, okay. How about I just get you all wet, and fuck you? Does that sound ok?”

“Fine.”

So, you slid your panties off your body, leaving him fully nude within your body. Normally, you’d never be turned on to the sight of seeing yourself like this, but knowing that it was really Law in there, you felt very good about it.

You took Law’s left hand and rubbed your clit for a couple minutes, knowing it was the fastest way to get yourself wet. But Law was not used to such a feeling, and he began whining and moaning as soon as you touched it.

“(Name)-ya, please…”

You wanted to moan yourself, loving the way he moaned your name. It was so pathetic and cute.

“(Name)!”

“Okay,” you said, pulling his hand away. “It’s too much for you, I understand. But now…”

You pushed him down onto his back, and pulled your own legs over his shoulders. You felt even more turned on, knowing he was going to feel the sting in your legs as you bent and pushed them while you fucked him.

You took his cock into your hand, and lined it up with your soaked cunt.

“If it’s too much, squeeze my thigh, okay?”

“Whatever,” he grumbled. He clearly hated the position he was in.

And then, you slid into yourself, welcoming the feeling of your walls squeezing down and throbbing on his cock. It was a feeling you’d never get tired of.

You let Law get adjusted for a moment, and then began slamming in and out, the position he was in allowing you to go even deeper than you had last time.

“Mmm, so tight, Law. You’re such a good little slut,” you whimpered.

He moaned and cried, grabbing onto his own arms, unable to get a grip on himself. It was so pleasing to watch, the way his eyes were screwed shut, his mouth wide open as he moaned your name over and over again.

“Fuck, Law, I’m gonna cum again!” You cried.

“(Name)-ya, please… shit.”

You thrusted as deep as you possibly could, feeling your cunt clamp down on his cock and squeezing you so perfectly.

“Fuck, Law!”

Your hips trembled as you came, deep inside of yourself. You kept thrusting, fucking his cum all the way into yourself.

“(Name)-ya, I-“

You felt as your walls squeezed even harder, and Law came around his own cock. As you slowed your thrusts, you could see the mixed cum around his cock, and you couldn’t help but cum just a little bit more, within your own cunt again.

You pulled out, falling back onto the pillows.

“Switch us, now,” Law demanded.

As soon as you regained your breath, you grabbed the katana and did exactly as you had last time.

And then you were now laying on your back, feeling filled up and sensitive. You’d fucked yourself pretty good.

While you were laying back, you had your eyes closed. You had to regain your breath again, being in a different, more fucked-out body.

You hadn’t noticed when Law’s head was pushed down between your legs, his tongue sliding within your folds.

You screamed at the contact, jumping a little and squashing his head with your thighs.

After a moment, Law began smacking your thigh, demanding for you to let go of his head.

When you did, you saw that he was licking up the mixed cum, and then he was crawling on top of you, pushing your mouth open and shoving his tongue into your mouth.

He was feeding you his own cum.

You swallowed it all, sucking it off his tongue and licking within his mouth along his teeth and lips, making sure there wasn’t a drop left.

“Law, that’s so fucking disgusting. Do it again,” you told him.

“No, I figured I’d leave some in there. Maybe this time you’ll get yourself pregnant, hm?”

Your cunt throbbed again. “Fuck, Law! Don’t say shit like that, you asshole!”

He chuckled and put his pants back on, going back to laying in bed with his book.

“You’re not gonna help me?” You whined.

“Fine, if you insist, (name)-ya.”

He took a cloth and wiped up whatever cum had spilled out of your cunt, along with the older cum on your chest and slid your panties back onto you, before handing your tank top back over.

“Better?” Law asked.

“Mhm. Now cuddle me,” you requested.

Law lifted his arm up, and you laid down, head on his chest. His arm fell down around you, and it wasn’t long before you fell asleep to the sound of his heart beating.

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.

Kinktober 2024, Day 2: Wet Dreams with Monkey D. Luffy

I KNOW this sweet, goofy man is just like "yay! sex!"

You can pry overly blunt Luffy from my cold, dead hands.

Virginity loss | Wet dreams | Handjobs | Blowjobs (almost?) | Facial | Premature ejaculation

Monkey D. Luffy x fem!reader

TW: Loss of virginity

MDNI 18+

There aren’t many people in the world that could wake you up at three a.m and still get a smile out of you.

Luffy is just special like that, it seems. 

The night is freezing, a bit of misty rain covering the deck of the Sunny as the moon illuminates the shining surfaces. It’s peaceful, the perfect night to curl up under your blankets and get some sleep. Yet here your captain stands, feet bare, no shirt, staring at you with a dopey little smile on his face. If you weren’t half asleep, it would melt your heart.

“Lu?” You begin, subtly trying to wave your hand about as if you’re going to catch him sleep walking. “What’s wrong? It’s three in the morning.” 

He peers around you and into your room, scanning the darkness before giving you another smile. 

“I can’t sleep” he tells you simply. “Wanna hang out?” 

This man never ceases to amaze you.

In the two years since you joined the Strawhats, Luffy has been your best friend through and through. You can’t quite pinpoint why you’ve gotten so attached to the energetic captain. He’s just so magnetizing, something you’ve never seen in another person before. He drew you in instantly and accepted everything about you. 

“Luffy” you mumble. “Again, it’s three in the morning. Why don’t you -I don’t know- fish for a bit or try to fall asleep in a different spot on the ship?”

He frowns. You hate that frown. 

“I don’t wanna” he protests. “It’s your fault I can’t sleep. You should at least hang out with me.” 

You nearly recoil at his words. Your fault? 

How the hell is his sleeplessness your fault?

“What do you mean it’s my fault?” You wonder. “I’m on the other side of the ship. If I’m snoring there’s no way you can hear me.” 

He tilts his head a bit to the side, brows furrowing. “Snoring? You’re not snoring.” 

“Then how am I keeping you up, Luffy?”

He barges past you then without another word, entering your bedroom and a taking a bouncy, almost obnoxious seat on your bed.

Well, this looks like it’s your night now. 

You shut your bedroom door behind you, approaching the pirate on your bed before standing over him and crossing your arms. 

“You’ve got me staying up now” you tell him, fighting the irritation that’s beginning to prick in your voice. “What am I doing that’s keeping you awake?” 

Luffy leans over and grabs the book you’ve been reading off your nightstand and begins to aimlessly turn through the pages as he speaks. He always does that, somehow managing to avoid eye contact when he speaks to you.

“I can’t stop dreaming about you” he muses, not looking up at you. “It keeps waking me up.” 

You immediately feel your entire face flush. 

Luffy?

Dreaming about you?

It would be easier to drop dead in your bedroom right about now. 

It’s no secret to most of the crew that you feel something out of the ordinary for Luffy. You have since the moment you met him. You wouldn’t exactly call it a crush -that sounds too high school- but you don’t have any other name for it. 

He’s just different. 

You like different. 

You clear your throat then, doing your best to keep your nerves deep down in your stomach as you speak. 

“You’ve been dreaming about me?” You caution. “What am I doing in your dreams that’s waking you up?” 

You don’t want to get your hopes up too high as you watch him squint at the words on the pages of your book. Of course you’d love it if Luffy were having dreams of cuddling with you, holding your hand, kissing you, but you’re highly aware that it’s Luffy you’re talking about. The two of you are probably eating a feast in his dreams and the imaginary smell of meat is waking him. 

He slams your book shut then and lays it on the bed beside him, bored with its contents. You can’t be certain in the dark, but you swear that you see just a slight blush on his cheeks. 

“I dream that you’re touching me” he replies bluntly. 

All of the wind is knocked from your chest in an instant. 

Touching him?

Like, playing tag or wrestling on the deck?

Training with him?

Touching him?

Touching him in the way you’ve always dreamed of, the way that plagues your own dreams? The way that leaves you shaken awake in bed at night, aching and wet for a body you can’t have?

“Touching you?” You breathe, your voice betraying you. “How am I touching you in your dreams that’s freaking you out so bad?” 

Luffy lays down flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling fan of your bedroom as it lazily turns overhead. 

“I don’t know, some nights we’re just sitting together on the deck. Some nights we’re kissing. Some night we’re, ya know, having sex. It wakes me up.” 

Punching you in the face would’ve shocked you less. 

Some nights, you’re having sex. 

The man of your dreams has just casually informed you that he has sexual dreams about you. 

You want to say something, but you’ve forgotten how to speak. Words die halfway up your throat as your simple human mind tries to concoct a response to a literal god telling you he dreams of your naked body. 

How could you respond? 

It feels as though there are a million things to say, but none of them feel right. 

Luffy uses his Devil Fruit to bend his neck at an unnatural angle, looking up at you when you go too long without responding. 

“What’s wrong?” He wonders. “Hungry? Wanna go grab a snack or something?”

He wants to grab a snack.

He thinks that now is a good time to just head to the galley and sneak some food. 

“Luffy” you begin, his name feeling like honey as it slides off your lips. “Lu, did you just say that you dream about having sex with me?” 

He nods as though he’s just described the weather to you or told you what’s on the menu for dinner. “Yep, but not always. Those are usually the nights it wakes me up, though. I get all hot and hard. Annoying.” 

You have absolutely no idea how to read this man. It’s Luffy. Barely anything he says makes any sense, but he’s never confounded you like this. 

Is it having sex with you that’s annoying?

Is it the fact that it wakes him up?

You don’t want to tease yourself with the thought, but could it be waking up without you to ease the aching between his legs that irritates him?

Gods, you hope it’s that. 

You have the sudden urge to be bad, test the waters to see just how much you can get him to reveal. For the last two years, you’ve avoided pursuing anything past friendship with Luffy in fear of ruining what you have. But, with him lying on your bed and casually chatting about sleeping with you, the urge to take a leap with him is ever present.

“So is that what you were dreaming about tonight?” You ask him, slowly approaching the bed and sitting opposite him. “That we were having sex?”

He nods before letting his head fall back onto the bed. “Yeah. You were jerkin’ me off. It was nice, but I always wake up before it gets too fun.” 

Don’t turn around and look at me. Don’t turn around and see how much I’m blushing. 

Luffy doesn’t seem too impacted by the conversation. He nonchalantly swings his legs over the edge of your bed, but you can’t help but notice the tent that’s begun to form in the boxer shorts he’s lying in. 

The sight has you teetering on the edge of really misbehaving.

“What uh, what was I like?” You wonder, trying to keep your voice teasing and light. “Dream me is the best you’ve ever had, yeah?”

He rolls his head back a bit so he can look at you. “I dunno. I’ve never done that with anyone but dream you, but dream me thinks it’s pretty fun.” 

Are you dreaming? You might be dreaming.

It’s like someone else begins to control your body then.  You lay down, rolling onto your stomach so you can look down at your best friend. 

“Never, huh?”

He shakes his head. “Nope. We should do it. So I can, ya know, compare.” 

“What?!”

Just as he does at everything, Luffy wins your little game of chicken. You collapse onto the bed with a fright, trying to hide your blazing cheeks from him. 

Luffy just asked you to have sex with him. 

You have to be dreaming. Or dead. This seems like only the type of thing Heaven could bring you.

Luffy laughs then, urging your face up from the blankets. “Come on! It’ll be fun! Have you ever done it?”

You can’t believe he’s speaking so callously without a care in the world. This is exactly why you’ve fallen for him in the last two years, his ability to take the fear and pressure out of every situation. 

“I uh, yes. Yes, I’ve had sex” you inform him, your voice no longer able to maintain your cool. “Luffy, you really wanna have sex?”

He plasters the biggest smile you’ve ever seen on his face and nods. “Sure! I’ve been thinking about you a lot since we got back to Sabaody. I miss you when you’re not around, and now I’m having dreams about you. Why should we keep dreaming about it when we can just do it?”

That takes a bit of the tension away. You feel your heart begin to slow a bit in your chest, body go a little more loose. 

Luffy thinks about you. 

The person you love most has been thinking about you, even in the moments since the crew came back together that you haven’t wanted to think about yourself. 

This is your Luffy. There’s nothing to be nervous about.

“We?” You tease him. “You think I’ve been having wet dreams about you?” 

He crawls all the way into your bed then, that smile never leaving his face. “You could start tonight.” 

The urge hits you like a train. It’s powerful, fast, stronger than the gravity holding you to the earth. You push forward, laying your body down in luffy’s lap so you can capture his face in your hands and press a kiss to his lips. 

The captain doesn’t miss a beat. He throws his arms around you in a crushing hug and leans back in your bed until you’re fully on top of him. 

Fuck, what are you doing?

This is everything you’ve wanted since the moment you met Luffy. You dream of his lips, his body, his cock, and yet you feel like there’s still something holding you back. Maybe he won’t like the way you look when you get your clothes off. Maybe you won’t be enough for him. Maybe-

“Luffy!” 

You don’t get to finish your thoughts. Luffy has flipped the two of you around so he’s on top, lips trailing sloppy kisses up the side of your neck. 

“This is how all my dreams start” he informs you, goring as far as to lick your skin between words. “Dream you likes when I do this.” 

You stifle a moan, opting to reach your hand up and cradle the back of his head instead. “I like it too. What do we do next in your dreams?”

Without pulling his lips from you, he boldly reaches under your shirt and gropes up until he’s squeezing your breasts. 

He doesn’t seem to notice the way your breath hitches when he does. He’s too lost in the sensations of everything he’s doing to you, rendered speechless for the first time since you’ve met him. 

You take a second to bathe in the feeling he’s giving you, the urgency to move along slowly dissipating with every touch. He’s no expert with his hands or his mouth, but it doesn’t seem like he’s trying to be. By the way his lips move loosely and lazily against you, it’s almost as though he’s hungry for you. That doesn’t shock you much. The only thing you’ve ever seen Luffy show such passion and vigor for is food. 

Will he like the taste of you when he finally gets it?

You’re broken from your thoughts when Luffy begins to grind his hips down into your thigh. He’s moaning sweetly into your neck, teeth now become a part of his attention as he nips at your skin between kisses. 

“Luffy” you begin, slowly coaxing his head out from the crook of your neck. “Want me to touch you?” 

He doesn’t speak right away when he looks down at you, but you can’t say you’re upset about it. He’s positively stunning just to gaze upon. 

The smile from before is still on his face. He’s blushes now, breathing a bit heavily as a bit of sweat begins to form on his forehead. He really might just be the god of the sun.

Somehow, some way, you have him where you’ve always wanted him. 

Your hand strokes down his body before you can stop it. You don’t want to rush him, but you can’t help yourself. You want nothing more in the world to see the face he makes when he comes, and you’ll be damned if it keeps you waiting any longer. 

The sweetest sound you’ve ever heard leaves Luffy’s lips the instant you reach into his boxers. He tilts his head back, smiling and moaning a bit too loudly from the small bit of contact. 

“Heh” he begins. “Your hands are smaller than mine.” 

You giggle a bit. What a strange observation to make when on the cusp of losing his virginity. 

“Do you like it?” You wonder.

He nods. “Better than my hands.” 

With his approval, you place your free hand on his shoulder and gently guide him down until he’s lying on his back. 

“Relax” you tell him, beginning to pump his cock slowly, experimentally. “What makes you feel good?” 

He lets a soft hum out into the air. “This. This is so much better than dreaming about it.” 

You’re flattered by his sweet words. It drives you to lean down, nipping at the skin of his chest until you reach his nipple. Your tongue gently swipes over the bud, just to see what he’ll do. 

“Whoa!” He cries out suddenly, a bit of laughter mixed into the moan. “You never do that in my dreams.” 

You take one more second to suck at his nipple before smiling up at him. “What do I do in your dreams?”

He reaches for you then. “Come lay next to me! I like when you kiss my ears and my neck. Feels good.”

Something about the way he’s talking like the two of you have actually slept together before is driving you insane. You do as he requests, crawling up beside him and laying your lips on his ear. 

“Like this?” You whisper. “Do I talk dirty to you when I’m fisting your cock, or do I just kiss you?” 

He laughs his classic, very Luffy laugh. It’s an odd sound for him to make when his cock is in your hand. 

“Geez, you got dirty quick” he jokes. “Having fun?” 

Fun isn’t exactly the word you’d use. Euphoria, maybe. His cock is hot and heavy in your grip, and even though your room is relatively dark, you can tell by the feel of him that’s he's rather big. You want to drool at the thought of feeling him down your throat or filling your cunt. 

Your thoughts are disrupted when Luffy turns to face you, smashing his lips to yours before moaning loudly into your mouth. 

“Do that again” he demands. “Feels so good.” 

You obey, bringing your fist up to squeeze at the tip of his cock.  He loses himself in the sensation and begins to thrust into your hand. 

“I wanna do this every day” he moans. “Every day. Please?”

His voice has pitched a bit. He’s basically fucking your hand now, chasing his high as he babbles against you. 

Your cunt aches. You’d give anything to be able to strip naked and slide your body over his, but no. Not tonight. If you’re truly going to be Luffy’s first, you’d rather make that a more significant event than a quick, late night fuck in your room. 

“We can do this as much as you want” you promise him. “I love hearing you moan. Are you gonna come for me?” 

He nods furiously. “I never get to come in my dreams. I never even get to make myself come. I’ve wanted this so bad for so long.” 

You place one last kiss on his neck, your filthy mind fully taking over was you begin to shimmy down his body. You’re almost desperate to taste him, even if just for a moment before he comes. 

“Wait!” He begins, sitting up a bit and watching as you settle between his legs. “Oh gods, wait a second. Fuck! I’m coming. I’m gonna come on your face.” 

He barely gets his whole thought out before he does just that. He finishes on your lips, hot and ample, before collapsing back into the pillows. His moans are loud and throaty, deeper than his normal voiceas he keeps thrusting softly up into your hand. 

“Oh shit” he mumbles, chest heaving before he even has a chance to fully come down from his high. “Dammit! I usually don’t come that fast.” 

You want to respond, but you’re too busy licking the salty taste of his cum off your mouth. 

“I don’t mind” you tell him at last. “Tastes good. I was hoping you’d come in my mouth, but this is fine.” 

He leans up on his elbows then and looks at you, smirking. 

“You’re kinda filthy, you know that?” He wonders. 

You shrug. “Better than your dreams?”

This elicits a true belly laugh from your beloved. 

“Definitely” He tells you, his normal smile back on his lips. “Way better than my dreams.”