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Pretty whimpers

Pairing: Monkey D. Luffy x [gn, amab] Reader Summary: Luffy decides to make you company while you're on night watch... or that he needs your company, actually. Tags: Edging / Whimpering / Clinging / Fingering / Penetration / Hes just a baby, rip

Requested by @akashababy ["Can you do Luffy x Top male reader"]

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          You sighed as you leaned with your side against the couch, arms over the backrest, observing the moon—it was full, hanging in the dark sky among the shiny stars, reflected by the calm sea in trembling water. Nothing but darkness and stars were on the horizon, which would probably continue for the following hours, since Nami had chosen a peaceful location to spend the sleeping hours. It was a nice night, and you were used to the watch duty, so it would hopefully be peaceful, even if you weren’t exactly prepared for it, talking in terms of hours of sleep.

Silence took over, only interrupted by the familiar sound of waves against the ship's sides, gently rocking it, quiet enough for you to hear the ringing in your ears that resulted from all the loud mess during the day.

A sigh escaped your lips as you stretched a little, groaning, about to lie down on the couch when the hatch to the crow’s nest suddenly opened and made you stop in your tracks. It was predictable, somewhat, but you didn’t move at all while following the jelly-like form that Luffy always melted into whenever he was sleepy. His arms stretched and wrapped around you before he slowly dragged closer and groaned, burying his face in your neck.

You raised your eyebrows lightly before slowly wrapping your arms around him. “Luffy?” You poked his side lightly, but at the lack of response, you pressed a hand to his forehead to push him away enough to take a look at his face—he had a light frown on his features, mumbling incoherently. “Luffy? Babe, what are you doing here?”

Despite how Luffy didn’t say anything in response, you presumed that he’d been hearing you when he pouted in response. You sighed and nudged him a little more.

“Mmgh, I wanted to sleep with you,” he whined as he weakly tried to fight against your palm and nuzzle your neck again, but he still couldn’t do a lot.

“Yeah, okay, you sure do,” you sighed, narrowing your eyes lightly at Luffy. He pouted more, and his lips only returned to normal when you finally let go of his forehead and pressed some kisses to your neck; he could finally snuggle against you properly, happily. He mumbled something that tickled your skin, once again incoherent. You shook your head and exhaled softly, looking out the window once more.

It would all be okay if Luffy didn’t start squirming too much, wrapping his legs around your hips as he shifted and ground against you, and fuck, that’s what he was there for. If he’d wanted to sleep with you, he would’ve simply done it earlier.

“Luffy,” you mumbled with a sigh, moving your legs a little in an attempt to get him to react, and Luffy did, pulling you closer and sinking his teeth into your neck, right at a sensitive area. “Fuck,” you gasped and tightened your grip on him instinctively. “Damn it…”

Your protests fell deaf in his ears as Luffy kept biting on your neck, sloppily nipping and sucking on the same sensitive spot until you couldn’t help but push your hips up against his while cursing under your breath. He most likely left a mark behind—an exaggerated one—, but the sleepiness and arousal clouding your mind didn’t allow you to care about it.

“Mmph,” Luffy groaned and mumbled your name through a breath as he adjusted himself on your lap, hands meeting behind your neck and trailing into your shirt, rubbing the bit of skin he could reach. “Fuuuck,” he groaned; his cock ground perfectly against yours, making him shudder as his thighs tightened around you.

“Luffy—”

Lips pressed against yours, interrupting whatever you had to say and erasing the words from your mind until you could finally process the situation and start kissing Luffy in return. His kisses were always so messy and sloppy, and you always found yourself enjoying it, letting your lips move in sync with his own, even allowing his tongue into your mouth after it trailed along your bottom lip.

Luffy’s hands were on the back of your neck to hold your head in place and successfully deepen the kiss and snatch a throaty moan from you, given how intense it felt. Ah, fuck. You couldn’t resist it for longer, holding Luffy’s hips still and grinding against them, seeking more of that damn friction. Every nibble on your lips sent sparkles of pleasure running down your spine. He tugged on your lips with his teeth, sucked, and licked over the bite marks, all with his eyes closed, invested in making out in a way that you were barely able to keep up with.

“Please,” Luffy breathed, his eyebrows knitted together in the middle of his forehead. He kept grinding, not even bothering to meet your motions.

“You’re a problem.” A breath escaped your swollen lips as you slowly slipped your hands down, letting them rest on his ass to give them a light squeeze before you reached into his shorts’ pocket—the lube was there, as predicted. He lazily allowed you to undress him, helping at minimum, but he seemed a little eager when you were the one undressing, even allowing his eyes to crack open a little bit.

Luffy let out a long and hoarse hum, arching his back against the couch in the new position, and gasped at the cold air hitting his cock directly—it twitched, but not as much as it did when you traced his entrance with lubed-up fingers. He whined and arched his back just with it, groaning as he mumbled in a request for more, and you quickly granted it.

Two of your fingers pushed deep into Luffy—your initial intention wasn’t to finger him, but you decided to have some fun with him. Maybe a payback for disturbing your focus during the night watch. You were between his legs, bent over him, propped up by an elbow to observe his face while your fingers thrust in and out of his hole at a medium pace. His eyes remained closed despite everything, pressed shut as he moaned and squirmed with the new stimulus.

You curled your fingers, pressing them along his spongy walls until you found the spot that made him arch his back and curl his toes, and you didn’t hesitate to caress the spot. He looked so cute, squirming and whining, hands closing around nothing as he sought the support he couldn’t find.

“Fuck,” Luffy gasped, and his eyes rolled back into his head when your free hand now wrapped around his cock to stroke it in rhythm with your fingering. Your movements around his cock were a little restricted at first, but they soon became easier with the pre-cum that dripped down the tip, acting as a makeshift lube. His thighs quivered and threatened to close around your hands, but you managed to keep them apart with your elbows and hooking a leg over his.

The stimulation was clearly too much. Beads of sweat accumulated on his forehead already, and Luffy moaned through gritted teeth, clawing at the couch’s cushion. “Please, ‘m going… Mmph, ‘m close…” It was fast and predictable from Luffy, with all this stimulation. He cried softly, arching his back off the couch, but your hands withdrew before it was too late, resulting in cries from Luffy as the orgasm fizzled away. He squirmed, trying to seek more of what was already gone.

You couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped your lips, biting your lip as you guided Luffy back into place, rubbing circles into the inner sides of his thighs. “Was that good?”

“Mmph, I need you, you inside me, please,” Luffy babbled as he observed you through half-open eyes, thrusting his hips into the air as he tried to wrap his legs around you again.

“Okay, okay,” you mumbled with a nod. “I will.”

The lube warmed up against your hand before you wrapped it around your cock, groaning at finally receiving the much-needed touch, even if it was from yourself, for a brief moment. A breath slowly escaped your lips as you found a comfortable position between Luffy’s legs again, only letting the tip of your cock rest against his fluttering hole at first so that you could watch him squirm more in need. Cute. You couldn’t hold back for a lot longer, though.

Finally, you pushed your cock in, gasping at the warm feeling of Luffy’s walls squeezing your cock as it thrust into him, slowly building a consistent pace. He let out a long moan with it, his expression melting into something more relaxed as your cock sank into him, finally giving him the pleasure he wanted so much.

“That’s it,” you moaned. The pace was only interrupted when you shifted to get on top of him again, propped up by an elbow beside him and allowing Luffy to wrap his arms around your neck while you fucked him.

“Mmph, (y/n) feels so good,” Luffy mumbled, kissing the side of your face. He arched his back, and his legs were enveloping your hips again, keeping you there as you increased your pace a little.

“I think I needed this,” you breathed mostly to yourself and buried your face in Luffy’s neck to return the messy kisses and nibbles that he had left on your neck. His moans grew whinier, and he held you tighter, scratching your back as he tried to keep his grip on them, poorly trying to rock his hips with yours. “You feel so good, Luf’,” you mumbled against his neck, your free hand massaging and squeezing his thigh.

“Yeah,” Luffy whined, and his legs quivered when your thrusts grew more intense.

You took your time to take in every detail of Luffy. The way his walls squeezed your cock tightly, how his short nails dragged up your skin, his heavy breathing against your ear, desperate whiny moans, thighs tightening around your hips… It felt so good. Heaven after the usual stress.

Luffy’s breath caught in his throat, and you could only conclude that all the stimuli from earlier were catching up now, bringing his orgasm close easier than usual. You paid closer attention to his mannerisms this time, keeping thrusting until his sounds were a pitch-higher, and his grip was tighter around you, so you pulled out.

Once again, Luffy was left to the agony of a fading orgasm, squirming and clinging to you for the touch that never came. He let out a sound that resembled a sob, wrapping his arms tighter around you and burying his face in your shoulder. “(Y/n),” he whined, crying out softly, “please, please, please, I need it…”

“Poor thing,” you mumbled, stroking his thigh. The sudden interruption was uncomfortable for you as well, but you couldn’t help the urge to edge Luffy again. His cries, the pleading, the whimpering… It all stirred the arousal in your lower stomach in such ways. You could hold on for a little longer until the orgasm distanced itself away from Luffy just enough. “You’re doing so well,” you whispered against his skin, between soft kisses to his shoulder, which seemed to soothe him enough.

It felt like an eternity had passed when you guided your cock into him again. A shiver ran down your spine, and you could only imagine what Luffy felt as his walls clenched around your cock when it was completely inside him again. He gasped, clinging to you again and letting out a long moan as your new pace picked up faster than before. Your cock ran into him faster and more intensely as well, making your bodies gently rock whenever they met.

“Don’t stop, please, don’t stop,” Luffy mumbled into your ear, and you wondered if tears were escaping his eyes, given the wetness that accumulated where your faces were pressed together.

Even if you wanted to, you didn’t think you could stop this time. Luffy milked your cock so efficiently, and your orgasm was in the distance already, so all that you needed to do was seek it now.

The new angle of your hips made you hit a spot inside Luffy that made him go all tight around your cock, and his moans went a pitch higher all over again, signing that you were on the right path. Luffy’s hands went everywhere with it, scratching your back, holding the back of your neck, tugging on your hair, but he finally returned them to their original place on your back.

“‘M close, don’t stop, please,” Luffy insisted as his head fell back against the cushion.

“I won’t,” you reassured with a groan, gripping his thigh tighter. Your elbow was starting to burn from being pressed against the cushion for so long and because of the friction, but you were almost there. It wouldn’t stop you now.

Your nails dragged along Luffy’s skin, and he was cumming, crying out loudly as his cum painted the space between the two of you, all white and sticky. He came for a little longer than usual, and it was enough to trigger your own orgasm, which ran up your thighs and tightened the knot in your lower stomach before your load was shot inside Luffy. You kept thrusting, not caring about the mess it would make on the couch—it was too late to think about it—, just about how good it felt to finally release, to reach the peak of pleasure inside Luffy like that. Fuck.

“Babe,” you mumbled breathlessly, cupping Luffy’s cheek and kissing all over his face until finally kissing his lips. “You’re gonna be the death of me.” The fuck made the sleepiness tug on your eyelids and muscles, making them heavier despite your remaining duty of watching the surroundings of the ship for any potential danger during the night hours. “I’ll kill you,” you muttered in aggressive affection, not caring that he was already mostly asleep while you still talked to him.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

Stretching session

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [gender-neutral, amab] Reader Summary: Zoro's (in)convenient help while you want to train. Tags: top zoro / bickering / hes an ass (affectionate)

Requested by anon ["Hey there I love your writing so much!! I was wondering if I could request a Zoro x male (amab) reader smut where reader is also physical fighter and Zoro helps reader stretch before training and uh it leads to some spicy situations 👀👀 If you're comfortable with all that! 💕 Also would love Zoro to be the top. Also bonus points if they bicker a little usually hehe Thank you so much whether you write it or not and thank you for sharing your awesome fics with us!! 💕💕"] [A/N]: That's very sweet, anon! Thanks a lot for the request, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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          “Why are you here every time I come here?” Zoro’s eye narrowed at you as he placed both his feet on the wooden floor and looked over at you with a glare, kicking the hatch closed. He had his arms crossed over his chest when you turned, feet planted on the ground while looking over at him, with your forearm still behind your head while you stretched your tricep, raising your eyebrows lightly.

You copied his expression in return, scoffing while changing arms to stretch the opposite one now, shaking your head as you turned back around. “I thought the crow’s nest was for everyone,” you said with a hum, returning your gaze to the calm waves in the distance, reflecting the bright sunlight. The weather wasn’t that hot, though. It seemed like it would be a peaceful day, too. Only Nami could confirm that with precision, though.

“Yeah, but…” Zoro sighed in frustration as he shook his head and closed his eye for a second before leaving his swords on the couch, humming softly. It totally didn’t have to do with how some of his stuff was put aside to be used, and he presumed that they wouldn’t be returned to place the way he liked.

“Annoying,” you whispered, unable to hold a soft chuckle when he grumbled in response.

Next, you sat on the ground, stretched your legs before you, and reached for your feet, groaning at the light pain tugging the muscles on the underside of your legs. Zoro’s gaze burned against your side as you stretched, and you thought he was walking away until his hand pressed to your lower back, which startled you a little.

“Dude—”

“You’re a shame,” Zoro muttered, and you could hear the smirk in his voice. The curse you meant to throw at him ended up turning into a gasp when he pushed you further, making the air escape your lungs at once when he stretched you further than you were used to. “Now, that’s something,” he complimented with a tinge of presumption. You wanted to smash his face so badly, but you could barely even say anything as he forced you beyond your previous limits, trying to relax your muscles.

You took a deep breath when Zoro finally let you go, inhaling as much air as you could as he motioned for you to lie down on your back. Despite the curious look you shot him, you followed his instructions, breath hitching at the way your back hurt initially when pressed flat against the ground. Your breath hitched again, but now it was at the way Zoro folded one of your legs up against yourself while he pinned the other down to the ground by your thigh, using his leg. He was kneeling between your legs, helping you stretch like that… What were you supposed to do? Just lay there? Leave your hands on the ground and stare at the ceiling? You hoped it wasn’t visible that it left you somehow embarrassed. Awkward.

“Feeling it?” Zoro pulled you away from your thoughts, making you avert your gaze to his face. Did he know the effect he had on you? It was difficult to read his expressions sometimes.

“Yeah,” you breathed. It sounded like a moan, but you couldn’t do a lot with the new stress your muscles were put under as he tried to stretch you as if you were Sanji. Fucking hell. He pushed a little more, enticing another sound from your lips as you arched your back off the ground. “Ahh, I hate you,” you breathed, feeling the ache persist despite how he let go of your leg.

“Mhm, I know,” he muttered with a chuckle while he moved to repeat the motion to your other leg. It was a little stiffer, making you scrunch up your face while pinching the bridge of your nose. He watched it all with amusement. “(Y/n)?”

“Yeah?” You breathed out, and it once again sounded… off. Zoro chuckled again, for some reason, compelling you to lower your hand so that you could glare at him. “Fuck off, Zoro. Are you even that flexible? I don’t think so, so you should stop— Ngh!” You were once again cut off by a ‘gasp’ when Zoro forced you to stretch even more, but you also let out a soft cry of discomfort in an attempt to mask the sound.

“Strength is nothing without flexibility. Mobility. Something like that. Did you never learn it?” Zoro still had that stupid grin on his face as he looked at you almost in a challenging manner. “I wouldn’t be surprised—”

“You’re all smug about it because the only thing you know how to do properly is fucking train and fight, you damn muscle head— Fuuuck!” You clicked your tongue and pressed your eyes shut when he forced you more, making the pain tug on your muscles even more, and it was practically impossible to push him off you. He had such a grip on you. Fuck off, that was so… So… Damn it. “I’ll fucking—”

“What, hm?” Zoro chuckled as he shook his head and moved again, sort of sitting on your thigh as he held your thigh over his own, keeping you trapped there. Even when you reached out to punch him, he held your wrist, so you gave up and lay down on the ground, melted against it. “You’re really stupid,” he said with a chuckle. “Not stupid, but like, very pathetic, really.”

You turned your head a little to look at Zoro and sighed, narrowing your eyes. “I hate you.”

Zoro’s grin widened before he hummed in agreement, sarcastically. “Yeah.”

You shook your head with a sigh and shifted slightly, but immediately froze, feeling your crotch graze against Zoro’s own. Oh, so you two were that close. Gulping, you tried your best to mask your embarrassment at the discovery, which proved useless when Zoro’s grin morphed into a smirk.

“Motherfucker…” You went limp on the ground, hoping that it would discourage Zoro, but his fingers sank deeper into your thigh instead as a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. His grip tightened around your wrist as well, but not uncomfortably.

“What?” He challenged with a soft sigh and a light movement of his hips. It all was nothing but empty teasing, with light grazes through layers of clothes that wouldn’t awaken anything in both of you if it weren’t for the tension that permeated the moment. “Not so tough now, are you?”

“Why is it that you always have to find a way to inflate your ego?” You clicked your tongue. “Is it because you’re not big somewhere else?”

Annoyance flashed on Zoro’s face, the last thing before he moved and pinned you to the ground at once, ignoring your protests but relishing the look you shot at him—despite the intention of it being a glare, you couldn’t do much through the embarrassment. You closed your hands a little, without daring to test Zoro’s grip around your wrists, even if he tested your resistance with that intense gaze.

“Need me to prove it?” His breath fanned over your face.

“You feel like you need to prove it?” You tried to mirror his attitude at least a little, chuckling as you arched your back, trying to increase the contact.

“Fucker,” Zoro huffed. He released your wrists so that he could lean back and start lowering his kimono, proudly exposing his torso to your hungry gaze. Somehow, he looked bigger from close. Your attempt to touch his chest was interrupted by his hand pushing yours away. “I think you need a better stretching session today.”

At the same time Zoro’s words made you want to cringe, you also could feel the arousal burning in your lower stomach and the blood rushing between your legs. “Zoro,” you groaned when he stood up and walked away, but you still planted your feet on the ground and lifted your hips to remove your shorts and boxers. Upside down, you watched him walk over to the lockers and rummage through his workout stuff.

“Mm? That attached? I couldn’t even just go grab the lube?” His voice still carried that smug tone, but it was the last thing you worried about when he stood in front of you again, by your feet. It was impossible to tear your gaze away while he finished undressing, letting his kimono and his obi fall to the ground along with his pants and underwear. Just the sight of his cock standing hard and proudly was enough to make your cock twitch as you clenched around nothing in anticipation.

“You’d like to think so,” you muttered with a groan, arching your back a little. Your shoulder blades dug uncomfortably into the ground, but it wasn’t the worst thing ever, not when you were drooling over his bright pink, glossy tip.

Zoro clicked his tongue and exhaled in disappointment that you would’ve taken as genuine if it weren’t for the playful air on his face as he knelt on the ground again, now taking place between your legs and letting your thighs rest over his own. He raised his eyebrows at the sight as he placed the lube aside for a moment, just so that his hands could freely roam over your thighs and knead on them until you moaned. His warm, big hands caused your skin to rise in shivers, increasing your anticipation.

“Zoro,” you groaned, thrusting your hips into the air in a silent request for him to rush.

“You’re a pain…” Zoro opened the bottle of lube, ignoring your protests, at least until you tried to knee him on the side lightly. “Fucking bastard,” he muttered as he elbowed your leg in return and glared, but it didn’t have as much effect as when he finally poured some lube on his fingers. “Hmmm.” Zoro’s eye narrowed, and you knew what to expect from that mood.

The lube was cold against your skin, making you moan at the same time your skin rose in shivers and your cock twitched. Why were you so sensitive? Even the feeling of the lube trailing down your crotch made you arch your back a little in a silent plea for Zoro’s touch, all in a very much entertaining show for him. He exhaled, lips parting into a grin, and put the lube aside once a generous amount of it was pooled on his palm.

Zoro’s fingers traced your entrance, feeling it clench around nothing before he could finally push two of them in, not exactly slowly, sending pleasure sparkling up your spine at once.

“Fuck, Zoro,” you gasped, arching your back with a moan, squirming as you tried to process the sudden pleasure that made your toes curl. Your hand closed around his wrist once he started holding your hip, though nothing you did inspired some pity in him. A string of moans escaped your lips as his fingers caressed just the right spots inside you, despite he didn’t seem to have any intention aside from spreading the lube.

“Won’t stop complaining?” Zoro huffed, grabbing more lube for his cock, and watching his fist moving up and down around his thick cock was such a sight.

“Mmm, so you’re the one to come here and disturb my training session, and it’s my fault?”

“It’s always your fault, so I don’t know what you’re arguing about,” Zoro said as he adjusted his position between your legs, and the disdain made you frustrated at the same time the arousal grew between your legs. “I never said anything about it being anyone’s fault, though. Did the shoes fit?”

You raised your eyebrows a little, wrapping a leg around Zoro’s waist and loosely throwing your arms around his neck when he leaned closer. “I want to strangle you to death sometimes,” you breathed, shaking your head.

“Careful,” Zoro chuckled, “I might enjoy it.”

The answer you were about to shoot at him died on your tongue when his cock pressed to your entrance and pushed in, making your breath hitch in your throat as you arched your back and sank your nails into his back. “Fuck,” you groaned through gritted teeth, feeling the light burning from the stretch slowly turn into pleasure as you got adjusted to the new intrusion. “Mmph, damn,” you cursed breathlessly and arched your back, feeling your walls adjust around his cock, involuntarily clenching more around him.

“Seems like you needed it, huh?” Zoro muttered with a soft groan as he wrapped his hands around your thighs, big and firm hands holding on to you for leverage as he started moving his hips.

You bit your lip, suppressing a sound for a moment as you pressed a hand to the back of Zoro’s neck. “Shut the fuck up already,” you complained through a moan, pulling him closer for a kiss to silence whatever he was going to say. Either way, he grumbled against your lips, grip tightening on you at the same time his hips picked up a faster pace, allowing your bodies to mold together better as the pleasure settled in.

The kiss was messy. You swallowed each other moans while trying to keep your lips pressed together despite the need for air, even if it was just by nibbling on each other’s lips. Zoro had your bottom lip trapped between his teeth, tugging on it as he observed you through his half-lidded eye, allowing his hips to move a little faster as he fucked you.

Zoro’s hands moved to hold your hips firmly as he angled them, lifting them off the ground a little, and it was enough to make you arch your back with a loud moan. His cock managed to hit all the right spots inside you, making your toes curl as you tightened your grip on his back, certainly leaving behind red lines where your nails dragged along his skin. A pleased sound came from Zoro as he held your hips in place to control the thrusts as he wanted, while you became a mess under him.

Kisses were left against your stomach in silent worship to your body; Zoro kissed and nipped wherever he could reach, adding up to your pleasure however he could at the moment. There was too much to be enjoyed, and Zoro wanted all of it at once, no matter how impossible it seemed to be. He would never be able to enjoy you completely, damn it. Your walls clenched around his cock so deliciously whenever you arched your back and gripped on to him like that, milking him with each thrust, making him twitch as his balls tightened, but he tried to keep himself in check to enjoy you the most.

“There, there,” you gasped, wrapping both your legs around Zoro’s waist, and he complied, trying his best to keep himself thrusting at the same angle at the same time his movements grew more intense. “Ahh, Zoro—”

Zoro’s eye trained on your face, observing the way pleasure was written all over your face, the pleasure that he could give you. He couldn’t help the string of moans that escaped his lips when your fingers tangled with the hair on the back of his head and tugged on them. The pain sparkled down his spine, intensifying the arousal that he already felt. He didn’t know how to interpret the new action, but he supposed that he could do something about it.

The only reason for Zoro to shift the position was so that he could give you different stimulation. It took him a while to finally let go of your hip and lean back a little, groaning at having to reduce the pace of his thrusts, and eventually wrapped his hand around your cock instead, feeling it twitch in his grip. The change seemed to be worth it, given the way you squirmed and clenched around his cock, even more so when he pressed his thumb to your tip, tracing it before he could start jerking you off in rhythm with his thrusts.

“Zoro, ‘m close,” you whispered, observing Zoro with hazy eyes that made his heart flutter and his cock pulse.

“Mm, yeah, babe,” Zoro breathed through a moan. His thrusts became messier as his muscles grew tired of the repetitive motion, but he kept seeking that pleasure, feeling the knot in his lower stomach start to tighten. His grip on your cock became firmer, fingers trying to linger on your sensitive spots until you were practically thrusting into his hand, arching your back off the ground, and from there, it just took him a few thrusts for you to cum.

Your eyes pressed shut, eyebrows knitting together as you clung to Zoro when the pleasure washed over your body intensely with the orgasm, snatching a string of wanton moans from your lips. It was almost mesmerizing for Zoro, enough to drive him to the edge, and he finally came, keeping thrusting to ride out your orgasms while his fingers sank into your hip.

“Fuck,” you breathed shakily. “Zoro, I—”

“I’m not done yet,” he cut you off.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

gonna take more than a couple hours

Pairing: Shanks x [male, amab] Reader Summary: Shanks and you have been flirting for a while. It was about time things got taken to the bedroom Tags: top shanks / lots of petnames

Requested by anon ["Yaay! I'm starving for some Shanks or Mihawk fics 😥😥 I'm glad you're doing well! ❤❤ So, could I then request amab male reader (bottom) x Shanks (top) where reader is a booze merchant, sailing the seas and selling the good stuff for both local folk and pirates, but he always has some saved for Shanks(...)"]

MASTERLIST

          “Oh, look at who we have here!” A familiar voice rang over the sound of glasses clinking together and loud chattering. “I’m talking with you, sweetheart.” Given the proximity of the voice, you turned around from the aligned glasses on the shelf and gasped at the sight of the familiar red-haired man leaning over the counter with a grin.

“Shanks!” You gasped with a grin before leaning over to hug him. “Oh, it’s been so long! How have you been?” You pulled away and looked him up and down. No new scars, as far as you could see.

“Oh, fine, of course, ignoring when I was missing the best boy around, y’know?” Shanks winked, holding back a chuckle at the visible embarrassment across your face.

You rolled your eyes and took a deep breath. “Going to spend the night, yeah?” The golden seal of the blueish bottle came off with ease at your experienced ministrations, and the drink was placed in a large glass that you pushed toward Shanks.

“Of course. Only a couple of hours with you aren’t enough,” Shanks said as if it were obvious as he took a sip of the drink, and you had to bite your lip to stop yourself from saying anything. “On a side note, I hope you have enough booze for us this time. We can’t find good booze like yours anywhere else, so we’re taking everything you have.” He grinned.

“Everything?” You raised an eyebrow. “I have quite a bit in stock, so maybe it’ll be too much. Are you sure?”

Shanks clicked his tongue and tilted his head. His thumb ran along the handle of the glass, tracing the shape gently, as his ring shone under the last rays of sunlight of the day that slipped through the window. “You know me, sweetheart.”

You shrugged, breathing a chuckle. “As long as you pay well…”

“Oh, love…”

          “So…” Benn muttered through the cigarette in his mouth. “Eighteen boxes.” He looked at you for confirmation before you nodded, and he handed you the berries, waiting for you to check before walking away.

“Great,” you whispered to yourself, tucking the bills into your pocket. Having the Red Hair Pirates over didn’t only mean pleasantly escaping the monotonous routine but also a good addition to your account. You were about to return to behind the counter when an arm wrapped around your waist, and you didn’t even need to look to know who it was, placing your hands over his arm as you instinctively leaned into the embrace.

“Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” Shanks pressed a kiss behind your ear with a hum. He already smelled like booze, but he drank so much that it’d take more than two bottles for him to start feeling something.

A small smile tugged on your lips. “Work, of course.” The bar was rather agitated with the Red Hair Pirates around, given how they attracted many people and how fond of partying they were. It didn’t matter where, it was all the same thing. In all the bars you’d worked, wherever you’d sell your stuff, the crew was there, down for a drink. “Got a lot of stuff to do tonight.”

Shanks’ arm tightened around your waist when you moved to grab a few empty glasses. “I don’t think so. Well, not here anyway,” he muttered, and you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks warm up. He was being a lot more touchy and possessive than usual… “Y’know, you could show me the bedrooms in his place. I don’t think I’ll be able to find my way back to the ship tonight,” he muttered with an audible smirk, and he certainly had fun seeing you progressively melt.

Taking a deep breath, you placed a hand over Shanks’ before facing him, furrowing your eyebrows. You weren’t sure whether you were worried or afraid or something else. “Shanks…”

“I mean what I’m saying, sweetheart,” Shanks chuckled, rubbing your side, his touch soothing. “Please?” His breath fanned against your cheek, and you had to use all your strength not to turn and kiss him right there. Not that it would matter, but you needed things at a slower pace.

“Come on,” you whispered, squeezing his arm before you stepped away and headed over to the stairs that led to the second floor of the building. The stairs creaked under your feet, and the sound of loud chatter and music became muffled in the background according to how you reached the last stairs and, eventually, the hall. “This is my— Nngh!” 

Shanks pressed his lips to yours the moment you walked into one of the rooms, yours, kicking the door close behind himself and cupping your cheek. It was something you’d wanted for so long, but you didn’t know what to do now that it was happening, your mind going blank before you could finally start kissing him back. He hummed in appreciation, deepening the kiss once you started relaxing at it.

“That’s a good boy,” Shanks whispered between kisses, muffling any attempt to answer with more kisses, pushing his tongue into your mouth until he could snatch a quiet moan from you. His thumb ran across your cheek before he finally pulled away. His gaze held yours as he locked the door behind himself. “I’ve been having you in my mind for quite a while, sweetheart, did you know that?”

Your cheeks heated up, both at his words and how he stepped closer again, kissing your shoulder softly as his fingertips peeked under your shirt. “Mm, I dunno if I believe you,” you breathed, hesitantly placing your hands on his shoulders, and you couldn’t help but grip them when he started kissing your neck. His stubble scratched your skin, tickling. It was uncomfortable, but the kisses and nipping on your skin made it seem insignificant, even more so when he bit down on your neck, snatching a gasp from you.

“Maybe I’ll have to show you, then?” Shanks whispered with a soft chuckle, pressing kisses over the bite mark he left behind. The words escaped your grasp for a moment, caught in your throat, and an embarrassed sound came from you instead. “Oh, love,” he sighed softly, kissing your neck. Despite not trusting yourself enough to answer Shanks, you grasped onto his shirt, slowly undoing the last buttons, which earned you a hum of appreciation.  “Join me,” he muttered, tugging lightly on your shirt.

The clothes were removed one by one, discarded and forgotten on the floor while you moved towards the bed, landing on the mattress with Shanks on top of you, his mouth pressed to yours once more. Shanks nipped on your bottom lip until you whimpered before he ran his tongue over the bite and slipped it into your mouth. He kissed well, managing to make your cock twitch and leak just by making out with you, even more so when he kissed you deeper after you tugged on his hair.

“Fuck,” Shanks groaned, like revolted at himself or something else, and started nipping down your jaw, kissing and nipping on your neck and collarbones, anything to get from you the little whimpers that he loved so much. He seemed to know how to do that very well.

Despite how unstable your voice would be, you finally gathered some courage, cracking out Shanks’ name in a broken moan and arching your back into his touches.

“Do you—”

“There’s lube in the drawer,” you breathed, looking away to avoid the look he shot you while you reached for the bedside table and retrieved the bottle of lube. “Can I, please?” Your eyes met his again, and you forced yourself to hold eye contact despite your heartbeat hammering against your ears.

With a nod, Shanks sat back with your legs over his thighs, observing it as you poured the lube on yourself, groaning softly at the feeling of the cold liquid trailing between your legs.

“Fuck,” you breathed, putting the bottle aside.

Shanks could only reach out before your fingers pressed to your own entrance, and his breath hitched at the same time his eyes widened lightly. “Holy fuck, baby,” he breathed, placing a hand on your inner thigh. His thumb pressed to your ass lightly to spread it and give himself a better vision of your two fingers sinking inside yourself. He bit his lip, but the excitement was still clear through the way his cock twitched, with a drop of pre-cum dripping down the thick length.

Your eyes were focused on Shanks’ face, watching his reaction to how you fingered yourself carefully, and fuck, holding yourself back was hard. The arousal made you so sensitive, in a way you could just finger yourself until you came, but Shanks’ cock would be a better, bigger prize. He rubbed circles into your skin with his thumb, and you knew it was time to stop before you got close. Instead, you grabbed the lube again and poured it on Shanks.

A soft hiss came from Shanks when the cold liquid came in contact with his cock, but he gave you a real moan when your hands wrapped around his length, spreading the lube evenly while stroking him. He was so thick in your hands, heavy, making you squirm a little in anticipation. Shanks surely loved the effect he had on you, squeezing your thigh more, but your hands soon left him as well, only returning to his cock once you lay back on the bed, guiding it to your hole.

“Excited, aren’t we?” Shanks had that terrible smirk on his lips as he leaned over you again, kissing you before you could give him any answer. “I’ll make you feel so good, baby,” he whispered between kisses, and the most you could give him in response was a groan.

You arched your back with a gasp the moment Shanks’ cock started to push into you, stretching you nicely, which gave you a light burning feeling that only managed to heighten your arousal. “Mmph, fuck,” you practically whimpered, holding on to his shoulders tightly once he was almost fully inside. When he was, though, you could barely catch your breath for a moment, trying your best to adjust to feeling that full.

“Good, sweetheart?” Shanks’ breath fanned over your skin as his lips grazed your own, and you took a moment to nod, adjusting your arms around his neck. “Great,” he said before he could start moving, chasing a fast pace right away. His elbow was pressed to the mattress, right by your side, and you wrapped your legs around his waist, adjusting the angle of the thrusts lightly, though you doubted he even had to hit your prostate continuously to make you see stars.

It felt better than anything you’d felt in a while, sending an intense wave of pleasure down your spine, and you wondered if Shanks had put anything in your drink earlier—even if you hadn’t drunk anything for a while. He managed to fill you up so well, hitting all the right spots, and making you a mess so quickly.

“Too— Mmph, Sh—” You gasped, nails sinking into his back as your thighs quivered.

Shanks raised an eyebrow as he paused and pulled back a little to look at your face. “Yes, baby? Did I hurt you?”

You gave yourself a moment to breathe before shyly meeting Shanks’ gaze, swallowing. “A little slower, please?” You rubbed the back of Shanks’ neck, playing with his hair a little. “I… It’s too good. You didn’t hurt me.”

There was a pause before Shanks hummed with a nod and a poor attempt to suppress the smirk that tugged on his lips. “Of course, sweetheart.” He kissed you again, softly, holding the kiss as he started moving his hips once more. The thrusts were still intense, but they weren’t so fast anymore, allowing you to have some control over yourself.

Shanks swallowed your moans, keeping the kiss going, nonetheless. He was straining, trying his best not to fuck you as fast and hard as he wanted, but he needed you to feel good as well. There was nothing to lose by taking the slower pace, and it also meant enjoying you for longer. He craved the way you clenched around his cock, milking it with every thrust, a lot better than anything he could’ve imagined during lonely nights.

“You feel so good around me, baby,” Shanks muttered into your ear; his words and moans managed to intensify your arousal. He hissed as your nails sank into his back, his thrusts faltering. “Fuck…”

“Feels so good,” you breathed, arching your back and wrapping your legs tighter around Shanks’ waist. It felt like getting a relief you didn’t know you needed, and it felt like the best thing ever. “Mmph, more…” Your moans started sounding whiny, but you really couldn’t help it. It was one of the last things you wanted to care about right now, with Shanks’ cock filling you so nicely, making your head foggy with arousal.

Pride swelled in Shanks’ chest before he pressed his lips to your neck again, nipping and sucking the soft skin, leaving behind love bites as a token of his love—and lust—toward you. He couldn’t help but thrust faster again, paying attention to your reactions as he did so. He needed it so badly.

“Is this okay?”

“Yeah,” you said shakily, feeling your thighs quiver.

The strings of moans echoed in the room along with the obscene sound of skin against skin, and you found yourself lost in a nice haze, barely aware of the existence of anything beyond that bedroom. The reality Shanks pulled you into felt so much better, blissful, making you ache with need.

Your thighs pressed into Shanks’ hips to pull him closer, and the spots his hips hug into would probably hurt later, but that’d just be another sexy reminder.

Whenever you arched your back, Shanks’ cock would hit just the right angle that’d make you see stars, so you invested in it, squirming, doing your best to keep that angle until your balls tightened with the anticipation of the impending orgasm. “Sh—Shanks,” you mumbled, your nails sinking into his back and scratching it. “I’m— Mmph, ‘m close,” you breathed as your thighs quivered, becoming tighter around him, just like your walls tightened and squeezed his cock, craving it.

“Great, me too,” Shanks muttered as he paused before he started moving again, his thrusts faster, not minding how intense it was because your release was actually the goal right now. He loved your gasps and breathless whimpers, how you clung to him, scratching and squirming. His arm hurt a little from holding himself in that position for a while, but you were almost there, so he made a little effort.

A pleased sound that resembled a sob escaped your lips as you arched your back, thighs trembling as you came, cock twitching and spurting warm cum between the two of you messily. It was all it took for Shanks to follow suit, cumming inside you, allowing his seed to fill you while he kept thrusting sloppily to make sure to milk every drop of cum from you. The feeling of Shanks’ teeth tugging on your collarbones was what brought you back to reality after the orgasm, his stubble scratching your skin.

“Fuck,” you groaned before cupping Shanks’ face, bringing him for another kiss. “I think you gotta stay for longer.”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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NEED YOU — TOP MALE READER X RORONOA ZORO

synopsis. zoro being drunk and needy for your attention was always a sight to behold. but after being way too focused on his training and barely interacting with you for a full week, it wouldn't be fair for you to just give him what he wants. guess he'll just have to earn it from you, one way or another. wc. 2.1k

tags. anal sex, drunk sex, fingering, slight feminisation, tit-sucking, overstimulation, reader edging both zoro and himself in the process, creampie, bit of cockwarming

It wasn’t often that you got to see him like this. 

Zoro pressed his hard-on against your abdomen, making a low, needy noise into the crook of your neck. You held in a leer as he clumsily rocked his hips against your crotch, thighs clenching around your hips, trying to get you hard and ready for him to ride. 

You chose to feign nonchalance. It was always more fun when you made him beg for it. “What’s the special occasion, hm? I smell sake.” 

Zoro mumbled your name, borderline whining, “Not the point.” 

“Yeah?” You grinned. “It’s part of your routine at this point, no? Drinking, sleeping, training. I don’t think you need anything else to keep you satisfied.” 

It wasn’t like you were angry with him. The time you spent together had been barely existent in the past week, with him busy perfecting his swordsmanship in the day and falling asleep immediately when you came to join him in bed. On lazy days he would be sneaking alcohol from the kitchen to drink, and then dozing off—but none of these activities involved you. 

It wasn’t like you were angry—just slightly irritated that maybe he had forgotten about you. But it didn’t matter now, did it? 

Zoro sat back on his haunches, eyes wide with defiance. “No, no—” He leaned in, pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips. “I need this—need you.” 

You kept the kiss as chaste as possible (if it even was possible, as he tried multiple times to stick his tongue into your mouth), hands moving to his waist to gently tug him back, ignoring his red, flushed face, drool almost trickling at the corner of his mouth. One kiss was all it took to reduce him to a mess. It was always a sight to see him drunk and needy, eyes hazy and lips parted, begging for you to take him right there. 

Not today, though. 

“Why’d you—stop?” Zoro panted, hands tightening on your shirt to pull you into another kiss, only to frown petulantly when you held him still. “What? What is it?” 

The corner of your lip twitched as you hid a sadistic smile. 

“I’m not in the mood.” 

“You’re—” Zoro’s eyebrows scrunched up, and he made a face. “And I’m not in the mood for—” He hiccups. “—jokes.” He grinds his front against the hard outline of your cock, letting out a brazen moan, as though proving his statement. 

“I’m not joking. I’m not in the mood.” 

“You’re always in the mood.” 

“Not today,” you told him, not even bothering to be apologetic as Zoro continued to helplessly grind against you, showing you how much he needed this, how badly he wanted it. “And that’s a biological reaction, it means nothing.” 

“Babe,” Zoro whined. “I’m—please—fuck, there, I said it!” He looked at you expectantly, as if he thought you were conditioned to respond to all his requests with one word. 

You looked at him, amused. “You thought I wanted you to beg?” 

“You didn’t?” Zoro frowned, confusion taking over his features before the possibility of you really not being in the mood dawned on him. Humiliation washed over him, and as though he wasn’t red enough already, a steady blush travelled down his neck and into the dip of his yukata, and if you were a weaker man, you would have ripped it off long ago to bite and suck at his huge chest until he was shivering with overstimulation, nothing but broken consonants of your name slipping past his lips. “Why now of all times? You’re, hngh—a cruel bastard.” 

“Am I not allowed to not be in the mood?” 

You grinned at him as he blinked back the tears gathering in his eyes, so painfully hard only to have you deny him of his birthright. 

“I got all ready for you,” Zoro muttered, glaring at you, “and this is what you do to me.” You were careful not to let any excitement show. After all, he had gone and prepped himself for you. He had probably laid on the bed with his hand between his thighs, three knuckles deep inside his tight hole and still pushing one more in—lifting his head with difficulty to watch them go in and out, in and out, feeling so full and yet not enough. 

“How about,” you suggested, smiling at him innocently, “you get me in the mood?” 

“What—how?” His head felt light from the alcohol, his mind was fuzzy, and all he wanted was that fat cock pounding so deep in him that he couldn’t even register the question. “Oh.” He swallowed. “I could.” 

Zoro got up from your lap, albeit a little pettish, and slowly crawled onto the bed. He slid his yukata over his shoulders to pool around his knees, revealing strong delts and a scarless back, save for the almost-faded bruises and love bites littered all over—the remnants of a heated night. Your eyes chased the bead of sweat that trickled down between his shoulder blades, down, down, down—until it reached two firm globes that you wanted to squeeze, or maybe spank them until they were red and aching, until he cried. Zoro canted his hips back to show you the wet, stretched-out hole between them, clenching and fluttering around nothing as he gave a pitiful whine into the pillow he held. 

That was when you realised. He had chosen a promising position, folding his arms and arching his back, pressing his tits onto the soft mattress, a keen, heated gaze thrown over his shoulder to make sure you were watching him. Presenting the most vulnerable part of himself to you. 

You were so fucking hard. But you weren’t going to give in so easily. 

Zoro, seeing as you gave no reaction, spread his legs a little wider, squirming on the sheets to settle into the right pose. He laid the side of his head on the pillow so you could watch, and then staring dead into your eyes, shoved three fingers deep into his mouth and moaned shamelessly around them, as though imagining it were your cock. He coated them with saliva as he slurped them, his blissful expression implying that he was sucking at anything but his fingers. 

You swallowed harshly as drool dripped down his face and onto the pillow, but he didn’t seem to care, only stuck the tip of his tongue out, sliding it between his middle and ring finger, as though mimicking the way he would toy at the slit of your cock. 

Fucking hell. You were moments away from ripping off your pants and pounding him senseless, but then apparently Zoro decided his fingers were wet enough—he pulled them out from his mouth, sticky spit drenching them. Reaching back, he deliberately made a mess as he slapped his fingers against the pink rim of his tight hole, the action making a wet, lewd sound, biting back a moan as one of them slightly dipped in. 

It wasn’t enough. It was never going to be enough. It wouldn’t matter if it was three fingers, four, five—the whole fucking fist—it wouldn’t matter unless it was your cock. He wanted it so fucking badly, but there you were, sitting there like a fool, not giving him what he wanted when he needed it the most. Zoro whines out your name as he shoves two fingers inside, impatient as usual—his hole clenched around them, unused to the sudden intrusion. 

Zoro’s cock hung heavy between his legs, untouched, as his other hand obediently supported his weight. He added one more finger, shuddering as he pressed against his prostate, good but not big enough. 

“Please,” he pleaded, the last of his dignity thrown out the window. “Need you so bad, ‘m gonna die.” He raised his head to give you one last look—face red and teary, lips red from being bitten so hard to suppress his moans, and you fucking lose it. 

In mere seconds, you had thrust to the hilt and Zoro had barely any time to adjust to the size, mouth forming a silent scream as his eyes rolled back. 

“Fuck, yes, yes, yes, finally—” he cried, hips meeting your thrusts as unshed tears streamed down his face. “More, harder—ah!” 

You repeatedly nailed his prostate from behind, setting an absolutely punishing pace as you brazenly groaned out his name, uncaring if anyone heard the two of you. “Zoro, fuck, so good, so good for me, so tight—” 

Zoro pushed back against you, always greedy for more, hands grasping for purchase on the sheets as he panted and whined into his pillow. Normally that wouldn’t do, but you would deal with that later—not now, when he was clenching down on you with every thrust, crying out profanities that would send a whorehouse to shame, “I’m yours, fuck me—hnngh, ah! Fuck me with your—cock! Use me, ruin me—” 

“Fuck—Zoro—stop that, it’s too soon—” 

Zoro craned his head to snarl at you, clenching down harder if anything, “I’ll fucking kill you if you come before me!” 

“Well loosen up,” you snapped back, pounding into him harder and deeper, as he sobbed at the new angle, pleasure swelling in his core. 

“More, fuck, fuck fuckfuckfuuuuuuck,” he cried, eyes glossed over as he whimpered, “I need more!” 

“You’re barely hanging on—” you groaned as he thrust back against you just right, making you see stars. “And you're asking for more—?” 

“Just give it to me, harder—” 

Little moans and whines were punched out of him with every thrust as the wet slap of skin against skin and sick squelching sounds filled the room, and you pulled out all of a sudden, watching him scramble to get back on your cock with a displeased growl, he was so fucking close, and still, and still—

You took the opportunity to grab his hips and flip him onto his back, ramming your cock back inside—a direct hit against his prostate, at the same time wrapping a hand around his cock and giving it a hard, firm jerk, thumb digging into the slit—and then Zoro’s coming, locking up tight, clenching down hard on your length as he damn nearly howls your name, eyes crossing and tongue lolling out, body shuddering with the force of his release. 

“I’m so close, fuck, Zoro, Zoro—” you moaned, hands positioned on the back of his knees, spreading his legs wide as you continued to fuck into his used hole, making his toes curl and his nails dig down your back, bordering on overstimulation. 

"Too much—I can't!" he cried, tears leaking out of his eyes as he struggled to keep them open. "Just fucking come already—"

You slammed into him harder, making him choke on a moan. You had originally planned on going easy on him, but you guessed he wasn't planning on walking tomorrow anyway.

“Come inside,” Zoro demanded, weakly glaring up at you as he dared you to defy him, despite panting heavily and still shivering from his body-wracking orgasm. “Wanna feel you.” His cock hung limply between his legs, jolting every now and then as you pounded into him, but it was going to take a while before he was fully hard again. 

You bent down to take his tit into your mouth, sucking at it like a lifeline, like you expected something to come out of it, and Zoro whined, trembling, his tight hole practically wringing you dry as you continued to nail him into the sheets, intense pleasure flooding your senses as you bit and sucked at his chest, the need to mark him up as yours overwhelming you. 

“Gonna come so hard, fuck, s’tight, s’good, mine, Zoro—” 

“Love you—” 

That did it for you. His lips parted and you dove forward to kiss him, bending him in half as you did—cock stuffing him to the brim while you keened, vision whitening out as you moaned shamelessly into the kiss. As you pumped him full of your come, he clenched hard around you, trying to keep it all inside him. 

“Love you too,” you gasped belatedly, panting. 

You shuddered as you felt Zoro’s legs lock around your waist, stopping you from pulling out. 

“Keep it in,” he muttered, eyes drooping. “Take it out in the morning.” 

You watched with fascination as Zoro fell asleep within seconds, snuggling back onto the pillow he had moaned and drooled all over earlier, and you wondered how it was possible for someone who had been so insanely erotic to shift back into his usual sleepy self in a matter of moments. 

Chuckling to yourself, you pressed a lingering kiss to his forehead and settled down beside his sleeping form, making sure to plug him up properly with your cock and not letting even a single drop of your come spill from his hole.  masterlist!

HOW TO BREAK A MONSTER — TOP MALE READER X ZORO

synopsis. you've heard people say that roronoa zoro is an unlovable monster. someone whose heart cannot be touched. maybe that is so—but maybe there is another way to feel the bloody pounding of his heart. if you cannot reach him through his chest, then you'll just have to find a better way. wc. 0.8k

tags. sub! zoro, dom! reader. belly bulge, tummy pushing, feminization, tit-slapping, womb-fucking (metaphorical), gagging on fingers.

“Can you feel me in there?” 

There’s a dome-shaped outline of your cock shifting inside him, making the muscles jut out from his abdomen. 

Zoro shudders, barely able to form words. Nods a yes, maybe. It’s hard to tell. 

“Words, baby.” 

Spreading one hand wide over him, you move to palm the soft pouch beneath his navel, kneading into the fat there. Lightly pressing onto the bulge, letting him feel you. 

He tips his head back to let out a breathy moan. “Hah. Full—’s too full.” It doesn’t sound like a complaint to you. A plea, maybe, but not a complaint. 

You hum, satisfied, leaning back to lazily fuck into him. One inch out, one inch in. Lube and cum squelch, caking to form a creamy ring around the base of your cock. 

“You can take more. Can’t you, Zoro?” It isn’t much of a taunt, but one thing about Zoro is that he hates to lose. 

Denial is on the tip of his tongue. It would be so easy to submit to you, to forfeit. You would pull out and suck him off, or maybe finger him to completion. Those are also fun, he supposes—everything with you is fun, really. But giving up a challenge directed at him? Now that isn’t fun. 

So he tells you, more smugly than he feels, “Yeah. Keep going.” 

It would be easier to pretend if you weren’t currently trying to carve yourself into his womb. 

“That’s my good boy,” you murmur, cupping the side of his face. A thumb pushes between his lips, and he parts them eagerly, letting you press the pad of it against the back of his tongue. He doesn’t choke, has a negligible gag reflex. Grins up at you the best he can with your fingers in his mouth, showing you his sharp teeth. 

You push your cock deeper inside and the bulge grows larger in turn, making his belly almost round. Each time he thinks yeah, this is it, you push a little more inside, take up a little more space. It isn’t until he’s slobbering and panting with your fingers gagging him, fisting at the sheets above his shoulders, that you stop. 

Taking your wet fingers out, you smear the saliva over his face, and he gives a shuddering whine. You trail a hand down to fondle his tits, the plump flesh spilling out from between your fingers, buds swollen from being roughly played with earlier. 

“It’s a shame we can’t make these bigger, like down here.” You punctuate your sentence with an angled roll of your hips, the fat head of your cock poking out from his tummy. “What a sight that’d be, mm. You’d look like a woman.” 

Oh, well. They were already plenty. 

“Shut up,” he seethes breathlessly. “You talk too much.” 

Despite his words, you watch in amusement as pre-cum dribbles down the length of his hard cock, arousal heavy in the way it curves and flushes. At least his body’s being honest. The poor thing looks as though it were begging for release, twitching uselessly on his stomach. You want to flick it, fuck a finger into the slit, make him cry with overstimulation. 

“I don’t appreciate your attitude.” 

Without warning, you slap his tit, hard, branding it with a red handprint, and his glare locks into you in silent defiance. There’s a glint in his eye that tells you this is what he’s been looking for. 

“Why,” he drawls with a smirk, “am I too much for you to handle?” 

You smile. It was almost pitiful. 

“You’re asking the right question. Unfortunately, to the wrong person.” 

Pressing both of your hands into his belly, you thrust your hips against him, forcing him to take you deeper into his womb despite the heavy strain from above. Zoro sobs out, shivering as he’s completely impaled on your cock, huge girth making it fit even if it should be impossible. 

His nails dig into your forearms, and you spare him a glance. 

The sight makes your heart flutter.  

If sex was a person, you think, this would be it. There are tears dotting at his lashes, and a line of drool runs down the side of his face. He’s too fucked-out to use his own words, only shaking his head and mindlessly mouthing “more”. You take the opportunity to gag him with your fingers but he only sucks them obediently, unable to think. 

So this is what it feels like to take a monster apart. masterlist!

True words, true words indeed

okkk I'm just askinggg why do ppl who strictly use she/her get so mad when males make xmale reader ffcs....LIKE YOU HAVE YOUR OWN WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING!!!

"Oh theres not enough female fics, and blah blah blah."

OK so if you follow my blog, (which is not much like at all-) you know that I go by they/him will read both mxm and mxn.b

I've seen this shit before like when females decide NOT to follow the rules of she/her she/they WOMAN DNI and just continue to read it like they don't check.

And then they start to ask why they get Blocked like hmmm I didn't follow the rules of someones post why did I get blocked??

So dude just follow ppls rules so we can avoid drama, if you wanna read it you have to be the right gender then, read whats for you, cuz if you dont specify the gender for sure so many females will pop up.

ALSO STOP PUTTING TITTIES OR PUSSY FOR GN SHIT.

Like they may either be afab or amab but not all ppl are happy to see the words princess, queen, or baby girl when it says gn.

PUT THE RIGHT GENDER OR PUT AFAB GN ITS NOT THAT HARD TO FIX YOUR DAMN TAGS!!!

...thats all♡♡

Fuck sake, this is getting annoying

When will writers realise that calling your piece 'Genderneutral' than slapping us in the face with "Good girl" or "Good boy" isn't yk AT ALL GENDER-NEUTRAL, how would you like it if I wrote something and called it 'Female reader' than called you everything gender related under the sun that wasn't at all close to female? You'd hate it wouldn't ya? Cause at this point, ya'll wanna fight istg.

Preach

plenty of "girl who looks cute wearing her boyfriend's clothes" content out there but not enough "guy who looks cute wearing his girlfriend's clothes" in my opinion. where's your commitment. where's your bisexuality.

what fandoms do you write for?

I have no specific fandoms that I don’t write for plus I’m in to many to list so please just send any requests :D

Ola Zoro x male reader head cannons SFW/NSFW

Female aligned and minors dni 18+ only blog

Sorry it took so long for new content I have had some of the worst writers block ever and I just watched one piece live action and I’m feeling some way for Zoro, anyway I hope you enjoy ;}

SFW

Zoro as a lover is cold around people and doesn’t display affection around others with you but once the two of you are alone he is a different person he likes the closeness but he will never admit it. Zoro is very touched starved from all his years of pirate hunting and training so he can get clingy at times without noticing

Zoro is very protective of you even more than he is with his crew because you are the first man that he has ever been with and he doesn’t want to lose you. Zoro’s love language is quality time he loves helping you or just spending the days laying around with you and his crew, since he isn’t the best at expressing his emotions and how he feels he likes showing you how he feels by spending time together.

When Zoro first started to like you he denied himself a lot by saying how he felt for you was “unnatural” and he shouldn’t feel this way about another man much less his crew mate. Zoro had some deep rooted internalized homophobia from when he was a kid some of the things from that time period was look down on.

Zoro has since gotten over his old beliefs after he met you, you have helped him accept himself and be ok with being in love with another man and now Zoro wouldn’t change that for the world.

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When you and Zoro finally have sex he is very gentle and doesn’t want to hurt you. Zoro is a dom and a top he can be a soft or hard dom depending on his mood but your first time together he was soft and intimate.

Zoro is into bondage and bdsm he also has a soft spot for knife play or in his case swords, he will tie you up and fuck you on your back while tracing a knife down your neck and chest.

Zoro makes you have a safe word and will ask you how you feel during more extreme sex. Zoro love your chest and nipples, Zoro will fuck you on all fours while playing with your nipples from behind.

Zoro love sucking and teasing the tip of your dick until it is all red and leaky like a faucet he enjoys the feeling of being in control of your orgasms and love to watch you rut up against his hand trying to get any friction while you whine and beg.

Zoro love biting and sucking on your neck, stomach, thighs Zoro loves seeing you fucked out on his cock while he sees the bruised and bloody marks on your body and he knows your into it by the way your cock twitches every time he licks the blood off you.

Zoro goes crazy anytime you beg him to fuck you but he makes you wait until you break and start crying and begging he loves seeing the salty tears and your flushed red cheeks being all desperate and frustrated for him it makes him go crazy and fuck you like there is no tomorrow.

Bartender AMAB reader stumbles upon Luffys crew and has a threesome with Sanji & Zoro?

Two is better that one [UNFINISHED]

I’m sorry it took me so long I’ve been having a few things going on so this is unfinished, if something changes or my writers block goes away I will come back too it and Finnish the rest :/

Female aligned dni 18+ only blog NSFW content below

My life was boring vague even I was just a simple guy on a small island who bartends for extra cash and today was like all the others or so I thought.

My regular customers stumble in and place the same orders as all way leaving me with a taste of Deja vu in my mouth as I fix their drinks this was set in my brain like coding on a computer but what I didn’t expect was a crew of pirates to stumble into town today much less two pirates taking interest in me.

“What can I get you to drink?” I ask the green haired man as he bickers back and forth with a blonde “whiskey” the green haired man grumbles as I turn to the blond “and you?” I ask him “well what might your name be beautiful?” the man says with heart eyes as he flirts shamelessly with me making the green haired man angry and starts shouting “oh for fucks sake do you have to flirt with everyone?! It’s bad enough you flirt with every woman now him?” The green haired male says angrily then the blonde chimes in shouting too “please stop bickering you two” I say with a sigh as I stare at the men “sorry about him the names Zoro, and you?” He asks me in a deep voice “oh uh it’s y/n” I respond then turn back to the blonde “now you what do you want to drink?” I ask him unimpressed by his previous flirting “how about yourself and the name is Sanji” he smirks “I’m not on the menu tonight” I say calmly trying to hide any flush that keeps to my face “well I bet you could be, I mean after all you do look delicious doesn’t he?” Zoro asks Sanji the two of them staring at you like you were there next meal and oblivious you were there next meal.

Hah~ “you moan out as you get pushed onto a bed oh how did you get here a few drinks and shitty pickup lines and the next thing you knew you were sitting on a creaky ship bed as Zoro roughly kisses you and Sanji get on his knees between your legs and starts palming you making you groan into Zoro’s rough kiss as he slips his hand under your shirt pulling it off leaving your s/c chest bare and naked as the both look you up and down “I bet you taste delicious huh?” Zoro whispers in your ear and before you could respond his mouth makes it’s way to your hard nipple and his hand to the other as Sanji unzips your slack leaving you in your boxers hard “looks like somebodies excited huh~” Sanji teases as he holds your thighs apart with his hands from between your legs “mh please~ “ you whimper out as you throw your head back slightly as Zoro suddenly stops teasing your sensitive nipples and Stands up, “take your boxers off and get in the bed” Zoro demands in a husky voice as Sanji stands from between your legs and the slowly get undressed as you watched staring and getting hard at the veiw of their muscular bodies as you quickly go on the bed and threw your discarded boxers in the floor while you feel flushed under their eyes as they lustfully stare at you “better” Zoro grunts as he crawls between your legs and Sanji crawls behind your head “on all fours now”Zoro said sternly.

“Such a good boy for us isn’t he zoro~” Sanji says with a grin as you eagerly get on all fours with Sanji dick in your face “yes he is, now suck baby” zoro says as he places his fingers in my mouth making me suck “good” he grunts as he pulls his fingers out and spreads your ass cheeks before prodding one finger in the tight ring of muscle as you clench around it “fuck~” you groan at the new sensation “such filthy words maybe you need someone to keep you quiet hm doesn’t that sound nice sweet boy?” Sanji says in a sweet voice as he raises your chin with his hand and puts his dick on your lips as you start to hazily suck while zoro adds another finger prepping you making you groan around his cock “I think your ready enough for me boy” Zoro says as he aligned the tip of his cock with your hole and slowly pushed in making tears build in your eye from the pain, you felt like you were being split open “your doing so good for us” Sanji say with a smilie as he lifts your chin, your mouth still stuffed with his dick but not having much time to think as Zoro starts moving inside you making you feel him graze your prostate “hmm~” you moan out muffled around sanji’s cock as Zoro grips your hips and starts to slowly move leaving you weak “fuck your tight” Zoro hisses as he pulls out his hips soon slapping against your ass as he fucks you”

Hands on my knees ~

Men who love it when you give messy blow jobs, just holding your head up by your scalp or pulling on your hair as you drool rolling your eyes forward making eye contact as their cock keeps your mouth too full to talk leaving you just gurgling mindlessly.

Men who hold one leg up fucking you in your bed putting their fingers in your mouth making you choke and suck on them as they snap their hips forward making your body jerk with each thrusts as you lay all fucked out and lewd.

Men who bend you over their knee fingering you harshly over and over rubbing up agaisnt your prostate milking it as they keep holding you bent by the arch of your back until you cum all over yourself.

Men who hold their face in your neck grunting in your ear whispering lewd words about how good you feel around them and how they wanna stay inside you forever, holding your body close skin to skin with you under them as they fuck you senseless.

Men who are silently great with after care despite them being so rough with you in the bed, clawing all the cum off you washing up the bed sheets bringing you pain killers if you need them, outside of sex they are total sweethearts and no one would ever think them to do such dirty things to you.

—Nanami, Kunikida, Toji, Sukuna, Jotaro, Zoro, crocodile, Uzui, Gojo, Geto, Bram, Choso

I need a reader who's the one smitten to the male character(any)🙏

Reader pampers the male chara with love and spends things for him, but the male chara gets tired with the reader pampering him but just keeps on spoiling and pampering him.

Then one day reader visits the male chara's work place to pick up male chara only for his worker to flirt with reader, then male chara sees that and gets jealous then dragged him to his car then fucks reader to teach him a lesson that he should only be the one to be pampered and spoiled by reader.

then of course the male chara takes care of reader (after care) to apologize for being rough on reader <3!

- Btw ily your writings 🫶 ive seen many authors writing masterpieces and u're one of them! <3 (i still enjoy ur writings even if its smut and i appreciate you writing for us fellow male readers!)

His boy~ (jealous male character x pampering bottom reader)

A\N omg! You’re far too sweet to me with your praises! I really hope you enjoy I didn’t know what character to put so I just did a few I could imagine acting like this and you can pick<33

Car sex, rough sex, aftercare, neck biting, hair pulling, marking, bruises [character gets a little caught up in the moment and leave marks], anal sex, unprotected sex, semi public sex, handjobs [male reader receiving] <3

It’s no secret you were an affectionate guy, from making your boyfriend his lunches to writing him little love notes for work. Always eager to spend your whole check on him if he even mentions something he likes and you’re always so happy to buy.

Present day here you were happily walking into the front doors of your husbands job, ready to make it to the elevator and bring him his lunch that he insisted you “didn’t” have to make him.

Seeing your husbands co worker waving you wave back “hello Ryan” you speak in an Innocent tone when talking to him as he approaches with a wolfish grin looking you up and down staring from your waist to your hips with his gaze stuck on your ass but of course you didn’t notice you just kept rambling on about random things at one point talking about the weather, well that was until your boyfriend had started noticing you were here and to say he was livid with the way his co worker was staring was an understatement.

“Honey I didn’t know you were here?” Your boyfriend spoke in a soft tone looking over at you and Ryan seeing you holding his lunch as he stares “yep! I was bringing your lunch you must’ve forgot it?” You look over at your boyfriend as he waves to Ryan as he drags you away after all it was about time for him to get off and he was mighty impatient for you.

“I thought I told you to not worry about making my lunch?” He speaks a little worked as he drags you back into the elevator glaring at you silently all internally jealous and pissed about Ryan but not saying anything as he stands next to you “I know but I really wanted to bring you your lunch honey” you try to explain more but you couldn’t the next thing you knew was your arm was gripped tightly by him as he dragged you through his work lobby and out the front door pulling you to his car which was parked in a reserved spot in the dark parking deck “get in now.”

“Are you upset with m—“ before you can say much else you are shoved into the back seat pressing down with your back against the door as you get shut up by your boyfriends mouth on top of yours “lettin him look at you like that on purpose weren’t you baby?..” he grunts out his hand gripping hold of your belt as he grounds his hips to yours with him bitting on your bottom lip all jealous he doesn’t care about much more than stuffing his cock inside you.

“What are you talking about honey?~” his hands move down on your belt undoing it and tugging at the zipper of your jeans trying to get them down as he slips your boxers down fishing your cock out as it lays all soft on your thighs only making you look up at him confused “always were naive weren’t you?” Your boyfriend asks but doesn’t give you time to speak as his hand wraps tightly around the base of your cock as he leans down kissing you making you glad his car has tinted windows.

“Awh~ honeyy~” you whimper out trying to close your thighs and rock your hips into his hand as you moan into the sloppy kisses, your cock oozing pre cum all down your shaft making lubricant for his hand to stroke you with as your cock pulses and gets all stiff under his touch. “Like that’s? Hm?” He huffs out as he starts to stroke you faster being almost painful on your cock as you squirm against the back door tearing up at him as you shriek in pleasure feeling hot knots building up in your stomach.

“Close so close!” You open your eyes hazily trembling as your mouth goes agape, he snarls his lips coming off yours to bury his face into your neck as he starts planing wet kisses over your Adam’s apple holding his thumb to the bulbous tip of your cock pressing down a little to harsh making your eyes all doe like and tearful from the pleasure as the veins in your cock start to become more prominent under your boyfriends touch.

“Better hold it or when I fuck you, I won’t let you cum I’ll put the cock ring in my dash on you baby” your boyfriend speaks out being serous as his passive nature flairs up having you with your pants down in the back of his car as he uses his k nines to drag across your Adam’s apple digging them down into your skin nibbling at it despite his rough demeanor never actually biting hard enough to bring blood only biting to bruise your skin.

“H—Hng~!” You whine out loudly your cock becoming painfully hard in his hand “please! Please lemme cum honey!” You reach your left hand around gripping your boyfriends hair tightly as you hold his face in your leg lifting one thigh up onto his back seat buckling your hips back against the back door of his car as your plump lips part letting drool slip from the corners with your eyes all wide

“need to cum that bad baby?” He coos agaisnt your skin mocking and cruel with venom and lust in his tone as his hand holds the base of your cock a little tighter slipping his thumb off your cock head and onto the veins as he rubs them teasing your cock never giving you enough pressure to cum as his teeth let go of your neck letting the bite marks hit the cool air of his car.

“Yes please! need it so b-a-d” you hic the last part up as your tremble your nose scrunching up lewdly and your eyes closing letting a few tears loose “fine then cum on yourself for me” he hums amused with a grin watching you come all undone in front of him in the back seat of his car as your cock pulses harshly in his hand throbbing under his touch as rope after rope of hot cum shoots from you getting all over the leather seats as it spurts from your angry tip all thin as you do your best to hold open your thighs for him pouting before your boyfriend.

“Want me to fuck you now?” Your boyfriend cranes his head down a little to you as he asks. “Uh—huh” you can only hum out a response as you lay ready and willing to be stuffed trying to catch your breath from your orgasm as you heave laying against the back door of his car slipping your hand out of his hair trying to re adjust yourself.

“I’ve fucked you enough to not need prep, plus I think we both know that greedily little hole don’t care does it?” He murmured out in a grunt undoing his belt pulling at his slacks fucking his cock out of his boxers with it already rock hard ever since he was pulling you out of his job “yeah” you agree with you opening your thighs wider watching your boyfriend between them stroking himself fully hard spitting on his hand then using his other to spread your cheeks apart and spit on your hole making it pucker at the sensation.

“Deep breath for me baby” he growls not giving you enough time for anything as his cock head nudges your hole with him pulling your shirt up to your chest giving him a view of your pecs as his hands don’t their way to your hip using one to grip your thigh at a bruising strength lifting it up on his hip before snapping his hips forward bottoming himself out inside you knocking the air from your lungs making the car rock.

“O~h” mewling out in pain and pleasure as his cock presses against all your sweet spots with your rim stretched wide around his shaft feeling a burning pain as you twitch around him. “Mh always so tight baby” your boyfriend taunts out before he starts snapping his hips back and forth harshly thrusting making the pecs on your chest bounce back and forth the car rocking as you arch your back laying in the back seat with your leg lifted up on his hip and his other hand groping at your love handle diving his nails in harshly promising to leave a bruise.

“Hah~ honey please slow~” you mewl out lewdly pulling at his hair wrapping both thighs around him with your chin on his shoulders his face in your neck sucking at the skin and using his teeth to pinch it as he pounds into you with his hips slapping against your ass making your cheeks red as he presses you into his back seats with the only thing running through his mind was making you “his” using all his pent up anger at his co worked eyes to fuck you “fuck, take it all for me yeah ..”

“Ah- honey please~!” The car rocking back and forth with him on top of you making your cock pulse against yours and his stomach as your boyfriend grips your hips tightly nailing your prostate making your back arch laying beneath him with your hand in his hair feeling his cock pulsing roughly signaling him being close.

“Baby doing so good” he huffs out picking his pace up as the car windows fog up in the back making you cry out in pleasure with your thighs trembling on his hips and your eyes half lidded rolling into the back of your skull. “Mh yes yes oh!~” laying with your skin sweaty and your chest pressed bare against his button up as you lay with your shirt raise making your back stick to the leather of his seats as you get fucked feeling your boyfriends face in your neck biting at it gently nuzzling kissing and sucking at the already bruised skin.

“Close honey!” You mewl screaming out with your cock pulsing twitching between you two as your hole sucks his cock in desperately as it hits your prostate making his hips stutter “o-h fuck” he groans out shuddering with your thighs resting on his hips in the back seat as his tip twitches starting to cum inside you as each hot rope fills up your ass oozing out of you onto his leather seats as you tremble and shudder at the molten sensation triggering a reaction from your body as you start to cum again alll over yourself cumming all over your boyfriends pristine white button up.

“Did so good” your boyfriend pants out against your neck as he lifts his head up looking at you with his eyes half lidded and hazy all high on sex pollen between the two of you in the back seat of his car. “You can pull out now honey~” you whimper out sweetly as you nod feeling him slowly pull out of your ass, your hole all puffy and oozing cum onto his seats trying to clench and clamp around nothing.

“Here baby let me help” he whispers looking down as he reaches up front opening up his dash pulling out a few wipes to clean up his cum, willing down the seats as he gently pulls your cheeks apart cleaning your cum stained body “thank you honey~” you whimper out a thanks as you feel his hand on your stomach wiping off your cum. Your boyfriend’s hand traces down your body and wipes all the excess cum off your cock.

“I’m sorry I was so rough with you baby, I just got so jealous with how Ryan was looking at you..” your boyfriend pleads all sorry as he leans his head down kissing the bruises on your hips gently pulling your shirt back down and pulling his boxers back up trying to fix his slacks and buckle his belt back up. “It’s fine I don’t mind it…” you smile sheepishly laugh all flushed in the back seat pulling your boxers back up and zipping up your jeans searching around grabbing your belt as you slip it through the loops.

You slip into his passenger seat weakly moving as he gets into the drivers seat placing your hand in your thigh “how about we get you home and get you a bubble bath?….ill run it I’ll add the nice bath salts for your bruises?” He whispers a promise to you as he rubs your thigh gently petting it putting the car into drive pulling out of his jobs parking garage as you buckle up watching out the window when he turns onto the main road driving through the city leaving a promise of a night of being pampered by your boyfriend.

—Nanami, Choso, Kyojuro, Shiu, Kunikida, Aizawa, coach Ukai, William spears, Sir Crocodile