#sorry had to delete last post bc i forgot i changed whose apartment this took place at

[kenren]

The Great Hunt ❄ Aokiji (Kuzan) x Female Reader ❄ Chapter 3 of 7

I cannot tell you now;     When the wind's drive and whirl     Blow me along no longer,     And the wind's a whisper at last— Maybe I'll tell you then—                         some other time.                                 The Great Hunt, Carl Sandburg                        

A story of departures and returns. And sex. Of course there's sex.

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.・゜゜・Author notes: Bad p*rn is what the 21st century is built on. Way overdid it with the araras because it's Kuzan and I have to take advantage.࿔࿔࿔꣸(⁍̴̆◡⁍̴̆ )⊃✫⌒*･ﾟ Obligatory tag for @thehanging-gardens.

.・゜゜・This chapter is NSFT; Minors, please DNI.

.・゜゜・Chapter word count: 2019.

.・゜゜・AO3 (See first chapter for tags.)                                                

                        .・゜゜・

Kuzan broke the frozen exterior of the coat and threw it in a bin outside your apartment building without much ceremony, gathering you up in his arms and laughing as you shivered. You swatted at him violently when you realized he was about to freeze and shatter the lock on your door, and he set you down to unlock it before scooping you back up and barging in to toss you on the bed.

“I can and will warm you up, by the way.”

You sat up straight in bed. “You could control it the whole time?!” Kuzan huffed a laugh and pressed a kiss to your mouth. This time, his lips were warm and soft, but somehow no less thrilling. You giggled and bit his bottom lip playfully. “But your lips were freezing when you kissed me the first time!”

“That was on purpose, too. I wanted to see if it’d make you smile, and it did. Although I thought you would have noticed by now that I’m not freezing 100% of the time.” He crawled on top of you, his huge frame stretching your hip joints almost painfully as he nestled between your legs and collapsed on top of your chest. “Hm. The couch in your office might be more comfortable.”

“Fuck you too.”

“Not yet. Let me…” He feigned dozing off, shooting you a look of mock indignation as you ripped off his hat. “Arara, here I was trying to be generous. You’re definitely going to ‘remain faithful’ to me if I ruin you for any other man.”

“Big words for a man who hasn’t laid pipe since he met me.”

“I never denied that you’ve ruined me for any other woman as well. Even if it’s only because your personality gave me erectile dysfunction.”

“The icicle pressed into my leg begs to differ.”

“Popsicle.”

“What?”

“It’s a popsicle, not an icicle.” You squinted at Kuzan, and he smirked. “You know, because you’re supposed to suck it.”

“...That popsicle could probably break my jaw.”

“Arara, was that a compliment?” He rolled his hips lazily into your thigh, and you managed not to shudder. “Would it not be an honor to have your jaw broken by an admiral?”

“I’m not even allowed to call you that!”

“That’s right. So I should keep your mouth busy to remove the temptation.” He leaned up and kissed you languidly, earning a happy sigh.

“I-I guess I could try,” you stuttered out.

“Don’t be scared. You can go first, if you’d like.”

“No…I want to try. I just…don’t want to disappoint you.”

Kuzan snorted and brushed your hair out of your face. “What is this? A rare show of honesty?”

“I’m never dishonest. At least not with you.”

“True. But you’re not usually so sincere.” He blinked and tugged playfully at your locks. “Must be the wine.”

“Get off me, idiot. I can’t suck you off like this.”

“Yes ma’am.”

You rolled to the edge of the bed and tried to figure out the best way to do this. Jumping down from the bed, you were met with the riveting sight of Kuzan undoing his belt and looking down at you lustfully. “So easy to forget how tiny you are when you have such a big mouth.”

You laughed. “Let’s just hope it’s big enough.”

“Oh, it is. I promise.” You blushed, suddenly self-conscious. Kuzan was right when he said he had a reputation as a ladies’ man; that he hadn’t been sleeping around since you met didn’t mean much. He reached down and cupped your cheek, as though reading your mind. The lust in his eyes briefly morphed into something that had your heart skipping a beat. “Whatever you give me will be enough.”

You forced a grin. “What if I walk out right now?”

“Then we can blame that on the wine, too.”

“Are you going to lie down?”

“Mm. I quite like the view from up here, unless you plan to make my legs give out.”

You barked a laugh. “A girl can hope.” You glanced down, and then to the bed, and then to Kuzan once again. “Actually…I could probably just remain standing too, then, right?”

“Like I said…you’re tiny.”

Sucking in a deep breath, you brought one hand to his thigh, which sat not far below eye-level for you. His legs were less heavily muscled than the rest of his body, almost lanky, but you could still trace the firm flesh through his pants with one hesitant fingertip. “...Okay.” Kuzan stared at you for a moment, then shrugged and slid down to sit on the floor, leaning his back against the side of the bed. He pulled you into his lap, his listless expression giving no hint as to what was going through his mind. “What are you doing?! Stand back up before I lose my nerve!”

“No way. I’ve been trying to get you to lose that damn nerve for what, two years now? It’s not gonna happen now.” He cocked his head, his lips twitching into a faint smirk. “So pushy. What if I changed my mind?” He kissed your neck, activating his power in his palms and putting them up the back of your shirt. You cried out and tried to escape his icy touch, but he held fast and let his hands slowly return to thermodynamic equilibrium. “You love me, right? You’d respect my decision?”

You glared up at him. “What are you saying, you big oaf. You don’t want your dick sucked?”

“Wouldn’t want you to disappoint me, after all.” You flinched, and he chuckled sincerely. “You’re ridiculous. Maybe I should lay you back on that bed and take my turn first…at least we know my mouth is ‘big enough’ to get the job done.” Slowly, he reached up to start unbuttoning your shirt. He pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, and you leaned into his touch despite yourself.

“You’re making fun of me,” you murmured.

“Me? Never.”

“Kuzan.”

“Mm?”

“Stand back up.” He pressed a final kiss to your collarbone, then stood up and slipped pants partway down his hips to reveal his plain standard-issue boxers. You giggled, and he scoffed.

“Arara, laughing in the face of practicality.”

“Is that what you named Kuzan Jr.?”

“He’s never been accused of being practical before,” Kuzan teased. With shaking hands, you reached up to grasp his length through the boxers. He was already mostly hard; after a few more tentative strokes, his boxers could no longer hide the fact that he was big. You swallowed, and in your anxiety you started to pump his length more fervently. He groaned in response. “Maybe I should have laid down.”

“Weak in the knees already?”

“Yes.” His bluntness brought a grin to your face; with renewed confidence, you tugged playfully at his waistband. “What am I, a piece of meat?”

“You know, pheasant is considered a delicacy. I think. In some dishes, at least.”

He snorted. “Compelling. If you’re expecting delicacy, you may have come to the wrong place.” Your grin widened, and you cupped his balls in one hand in warning. “Arara, don’t be like that. I surrender.”

“So much for the backbone of the Navy’s military might.” He inhaled sharply as you pulled the waistband of his boxers down enough to expose the swollen head of his cock. You smirked and leaned forward to press a kiss to his frenulum, pulling away slowly enough that the wetness of your lips trailed along his skin and caught lightly on his glans. He eyed you with poorly-suppressed anticipation. You leaned back in with a small smirk, this time letting your tongue trace the outline of the head.

“A-arara…”

You snorted and pulled back just enough to grin up at him. “You know, hearing that in this context is quite endea—” He cut you off by tangling one huge hand in your hair, and you could almost feel the desperation coursing through the veins in his thick fingers.

“Please.”

…Oh. Eyes glimmering with pride, you pulled his boxers down further. He was hard enough that his length remained nearly pressed against his stomach—an impressive feat, given that he looked as big as he had felt. You smirked a little as you admired his cock. It was two-toned, which was oddly adorable, with a couple of veins. Somehow it struck you as incredibly clean, in a way that had your mouth watering.

You gathered a pool of spit at the front of your mouth and slowly let it drool out onto his impressive length, wrapping your hands around his cock and stroking before any could dribble off the sides. He rewarded you with a quiet groan that rumbled through his body, and he shifted on his heels, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. You fought back a smirk and laid your tongue flat against his frenulum once more, taking a deep breath through your nose before stretching your lips to take him into your mouth. You could only fit a couple inches into your mouth, your jaw aching in protest at the sheer girth of him, but you relaxed into the act, sucking gently and eagerly working him with your tongue.

Kuzan maintained a vice grip on your hair, not pulling or pushing but simply holding—his way of maintaining intimate contact with you since, given your prominent size difference, your only other option would be to keep one hand uncomfortably suspended for him to reach down and hold.

You hummed around his dick, hoping to coax him into finally looking at you…and he did. “...God,” he gritted out, pupils blown wide.

You continued working him with your hands as you pulled back to speak. “I think you should lie down, or at least sit on the edge of the bed.” Kuzan wordlessly picked you up and tossed you back onto the bed, collapsing on his back and closing his eyes with a small grin. “Hey!”

“Whatever gets your mouth back on me faster.”

You pouted. “Who’s the piece of meat now?” Adjusting your position, you let a new batch of drool slip from your lips onto his shaft, his hips twitching at the contact. You grinned and licked up the length of him greedily, taking him back into your hands when he was sufficiently lubricated.

When you finally took him back into your mouth, a sudden flood of arousal hit you. Bit by bit, you worked him deeper into your throat, until his eyes flew open and—

“Arara, you don’t have to—ah.” Not a moan so much as a breath, but the weight of it had you dripping down your thighs. Tears pricked your eyes, and you weren’t even close to taking all of him yet. You relented and redoubled your efforts on the head, earning another delicious sharp inhale.

The feeling of his rough palm sliding across the back of your thigh until just the tips of his fingers aligned themselves with your slit made you shiver. He smirked as he felt the dampness of the fabric, the way it slipped against you with almost no friction.

“You’re enjoying this, are you? Even trying to take more than what your pretty little head can handle?”

“...Wanna earn more of a reaction from you.”

“Oh? Does my subordinate need some feedback?...You should be fired.” You shot him a look and cupped his balls as a warning once again. He offered a breathy chuckle. “From your real job, that is. Once I leave, you should be the Navy’s resident slut. They gotta keep that bratty mouth of yours occupied somehow, else you’ll get yourself into trouble with Sakazuki.”

“Don’t mention him during sex; even his name makes me dry.”

“Arara, really? Can’t have that, can we?” He flipped you onto your back as though you weighed nothing at all, breath suddenly cold against your lower belly. “Do you trust me? Wrap the sheets around your legs.”

“I don’t like where this is going.” So you said, but you followed his command without further protest.

“Shut up. Lie back, and keep your knees up and spread your thighs.”

#one piece #one piece x reader #aokiji x reader #kuzan x reader #aokiji #kuzan #this is so embarrassing i can't believe i'm posting this while sober #i'll probably post the next chapter later today too just to avoid blueballing lol #sorry had to delete last post bc i forgot i changed whose apartment this took place at