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Heyo! Can I get a possessive monster trio x s/o with s/o trying to leave them?

A/N: This was a very fun one to write, I hope I did it justice! 

Characters: gn reader x Luffy, Zoro, Sanji

Cw: super possessive, slightly yandere boys, super suggestive themes occurring in some of them

Total word count: 900

Don't Leave

Luffy

Luffy grabbed your arm, preventing you from storming away. “Where do you think you’re going?” he growled.

“I’m leaving!” you shouted. You tried to pull your arm away from him, but he only gripped it tighter. 

“You’re not leaving,” Luffy said. He pulled you close to him and leaned in for a kiss, but you jerked your head back to evade his lips at the last moment. 

You saw a flash of anger in his eyes, and you could feel your heart stutter in fear. Luffy put his lips next to your eye, whispering so low you struggled to hear him. 

“You’re mine,” he said. “Only mine.”

Your voice was hoarse when you spoke. “Luffy-”

“You’re not leaving!” He shouted, more forcefully now, and you stayed quiet. 

His head dipped down to the nape of your neck, and you could feel his hot breath against your skin when he let a ragged breath out. It sent shivers across your skin, and you weren’t sure if your body felt electrified from fear or from thrill. He gave the tender skin on your neck a hard bite, wanting to show the world who you belonged to. 

“I’m your captain.” He pulled back away from you so he could stare you in the eyes, threatening you to challenge him. “You’re not leaving unless I say. Understand?”

You nodded, too afraid to speak. He smirked at your sudden submissiveness. 

“Good.” He chucked deviously, and pulled you towards his room. “Let’s make sure you remember that from now on.”

Zoro

You turned to storm out the door, but Zoro beat you there and blocked your path. 

“Get out of the way, Zoro,” you hissed at him. “I said we're done.”

“You don’t get to decide that,” he snarled back. 

He slammed the door shut, making it harder for you to escape, and then paced back to you. His intensity makes you take a few steps back away from until your back is pressed firmly against a wall. He continues to stalk towards you until his body is pressed against you, trapping you between him and the wall behind you. 

“Zoro,” your voice involuntarily dropped to a whisper, and you watched your shoes to avoid eye contact with him. “I don’t-”

“Shut up,” Zoro snapped. “Don’t even think about saying it.”

He cupped your chin with his fingers and pulled your head up, forcing you to look him in the eye. His thumb grazed over your lips, and he smirked as you jerked away from him only to smack your head against the wall behind you. 

“You belong to me,” he said in his low raspy voice. His body pressed against you, squeezing you against the wall. “Got it?”

“Got it,” you whispered, still keeping your eyes locked with his. Your defiant nature had all but melted away, now completely ready to bend to his will. 

You opened your lips to speak again, but Zoro shoved his thumb into your mouth, gagging you. You let out an exasperated choke from the sudden movement, and you could hear him moan at the sounds you made. 

“Words aren’t necessary,” he gruffed out. “Just get on your knees and show me who you belong to, mmkay?”

Sanji

“Hang on a second! Where are you going?” Sanji called to you.

“Anywhere!” you screamed, storming out the door. “I just need to be away from you!”

 Sanji ran after you, chasing you onto the deck. “Let’s talk about this, Y/N!”

He grabbed your wrist, trying to stop you. You shook it off and kept walking away. You were so disgusted with him, you didn’t even want to look at him. 

He jumped in front of you, holding your shoulders tightly. 

“I said we’re talking about this.” His voice was low but stern when he spoke to you. You tried to pull away from him, but he dug his fingers into your skin to stop you from going. It almost hurt, but Sanji knew how to toe the line between pain and pleasure extremely well. 

“What do you want to talk about, Sanji?” you sneered at him. “I saw you peeping in the women’s bath house on the island, you pervert!”

“I told you, that won’t happen again,” his voice was smooth, but his eyes looked panicked. He knew if he let go of you, he would likely lose you.  

“Maybe I should go flirt with every man in the bar, just to show you how it feels,” you said. “How would you like that?”

His hold on you tightened hard and fast, his fingernails dug into your skin. You let out a soft gasp in surprise, pain flitting through your nerves. “Sanji,” you breathed out, trying to squirm away. “You’re hurting me.”

“No,” he said, starting to shake you. “You’re mine. You’re only for me, understand?”

“Sanji-”

“Understand?” he hissed out, gripping tighter. 

You whimpered at the pain and nodded your head. 

“Say it,” he demanded.

“I’m yours.”

His grip lightened on you instantly, returning to the firm but gentle hold on you. 

“Good,” he cooed, his voice returning to the velvet melody you were used to. “And you won’t try to leave again, right?”

“I won’t leave.” You leaned forward and rested your head against his chest. 

He hummed in response, wrapping one arm around you and using the other to pet your head. He kissed the top of your head, his usual gentleness returning again. “Let’s go back inside. I’ll cook you something nice to eat, and then we can have some real fun.”