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You can't help but laugh as Franky pops out a new hairdo, this one matching Usopp's kinky curls. He flashes you a grin while he poses, mimicking Usopp's voice best he can. He's already done Sanji, Luffy, and Brook impressions. You roll back onto the floor where you were sitting in the crows nest, squeezing your sides with barely contained mirth when he switches to Zoro, his blue hair matching Zoro's green as he impersonates yet another crewmate.

Your heart soars when his hair goes back to normal, and he gives your sore gut a moment to rest. In this moment, there's no laughter, just big smiles as you catch your breath and gaze at each other. He holds his hand out to you, an invitation to come closer, to rest your head against his chest while he holds you. You settle in comfortably, closing your eyes and listening to the steady sound of his beating heart.

Most of Franky's body is cold. Even more after reuniting, but his chest is still warm, still human. His heartbeat is one of your favorite sounds, and in these tender moments with him, nothing in the world can harm you. No painful memories from the past, no bickering from other crewmates, just you, Franky, and his beating heart.

"Want another coke?" You hum, tilting your head up to meet his eyes. He shakes his head, grin as big as the day you met him. "What?"

"You got a little something right there, sugar," He leans down and kisses the corner of your mouth, playfully licking the area before he pulls back. You miss him immediately, and pull him back down for a longer, deeper kiss. His robotic hand presses into your back to pull you closer, and it only takes seconds for things to become heated.

Suddenly, you're shirtless, hands fumbling behind you to unclasp your bra. Franky is attempting to remove his swimsuit when-

"Hey, Franky, Luffy wanted to know if- Oh, come on!"

You freeze when you hear Zoro's very disgusted voice. Just as quickly as it came, it fades away, though he's still yelling.

"Find somewhere more private to fuck! I'm tired of walking in on it!"

It takes a few minutes after he leaves for you to turn and look, your face burning with embarrassment. Franky chuckles, turning your head back to look at him.

"We'll get back to this later," He says. "Put your shirt on and come help me find out what our Captain wants."

"What could be so important right now? There's nothing but ocean to see for miles."

Franky just laughs and starts down the ladder, leaving you no choice but to throw your shirt on and follow.

#🕯️. cal speaks #one p #Franky x reader #One Piece #Franky #Slight nsfw #Minors dni #post timeskip #I am in love with Franky and all of you have to hear about it #Peak himbo

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calcifermovesthecastle · 7 days

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#CONTROL VOLUME?!?#my sensory issues would be ✨gone✨

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hiii!! could i request a diavolo x afab reader (nsfw teehee) where the reader is a sort of spy sent to infiltrate passione and find the boss' identity but she gets caught and diavolo decides to handle her in his own way.

We're not going to talk about how long this took me to answer.

CONTENT WARNING!!! Themes of Noncon. All warnings in the tags.

"For someone who is supposed to be a well seasoned spy, you sure do make a lot of rookie mistakes," The man in front of you chuckles, his deep voice laced with amusement. His words are cold, though, as he addresses you. You squirm against the restraints you cant see, groaning in frustration. Truly, it feels like someone is holding onto you, but you and Passione's leader are the only ones in the room. "Truly, do you not think I have eyes everywhere?"

"Go to hell." You all but spit the words at him, tossing your hair out of your face. The man's eyes narrow. You don't know his name. From everything you'd been given, his name wasn't in the file, and god bless it all you haven't learned a shred of information on this mission at all. But you do know that the look he's giving you sends chills down your spine, goosebumps crawling up your arms and neck.

"Why don't I cut you a deal, cucciolo?"

Puppy?

"Fuck you."

The man saunters up to stand directly in front of you. When you cast your eyes down, he grabs your chin, forcing your head up to meet his eyes. You spit in his face.

He laughs, low and deep as he wipes his face.

"I like my women feisty." He licks the spit off of his finger, causing a pit to drop down in your stomach. "Here's the deal. I'll shove my cock down your throat, and if you suck on it like a good little girl, I'll tell you my name."

"Why do you think I would ever agree to that?! Are you fucking insane?" You try to back up, to back away, but it's impossible. Whatever's holding you tightens its grip. You squeeze your eyes shut as he unzips his trousers and his dick falls out. He pokes it against your lips, laughing low and dangerous.

"I could kill you very easily right now. Be a good little pet and suck on my cock."

Tears squeeze out of your eyes as you part your lips obediently. As much as you don't want to participate in whatever this is, you really don't want to die. He hums as he slides his cock past your lips and teeth and into your mouth, groaning softly. he slides out slightly, and back in, moving a hand to grip your hair.

"Good puppy, such a good little pet. That wasn't so hard now, was it?"

You just glare at him, biting down hard.

He pulls out and slaps you hard, once, twice, and a third time. You feel warm blood spurt in your mouth as you accidentally bite down on your cheek.

"Suck like a good girl."

The warning tone in his voice and the dazed feeling in your head after he slapped you has you opening your mouth again. With no pomp or circumstance, he shoves his dick all the way down your throat, praising you lightly when you gag and choke on the head. He pulls back and pushes back in, his pace slow, but the force behind it relentless.

Somewhere in your dazed mind alerts you that something is removing your pants and groping at your ass, and you make a noise, looking up at you captor with wide eyes. He hisses through his teeth, watching you with a smug look on his face. Another cock, hard and hot, presses against your backside and prods at your asshole. You try to shake your head, but your protests go ignored as the mystery cock presses into your ass, stretching you with white-hot pain. You scream around the man's cock, more tears leaking from your eyes. The cock in your ass doesn't even wait for you to adjust before it's fucking into you fast and hard. The man's pace against your throat quickens with it, setting a bruising force and speed.

Your mind goes white, pain and a little pleasure causing tiny noises to escape from your throat. This lasts for what seems like forever, until the man pulls out of your mouth quick, breathing slow and controlled. You see his dick twitching with the effort to not cum.

You don't have time to cough and sputter before you're lifted off the ground. The cock in your ass stays as your back presses into an invisible chest. Invisible hands grip your thighs and keep you suspended in midair while the man in front of you lines his cock up to your pussy, pushing in at the same time as the one in your ass. Your head falls back, resting on a shoulder and neck you can't see, as a guttural scream rips from your throat. You're so full. Fuller than you've ever been before. The pressure in your gut is near unbearable. You keep your eyes squeezed shut, panting and groaning and mewling.

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck... f-"

"My name is Diavolo, " The man growls in your ear. "Call out your master's name like a good girl."

"Fuck Diavolo! Fuck you! F- fuck you! Fuck-" You loll your head forward and bite down on his shoulder as hard as you can, your orgasm causing you to clench around both cocks. You whimper when their pace doesn't slow, the mind numbing pleasure morphing into pain.

"Fuck, good girl, Say my name. Fuck, I'm going to cum in you, say my name!"

"Diavolo! Diavolo, P-please don't-"

It's too late. You feel the warmth spread not only in your pussy, but your asshole. Dread sits heavy on your shoulders, and all you can do is sob as you're pulled off the two cocks and laid down on the ground.

Diavolo laughs, crouching down into your line of sight.

"I think you and I are going to get along very well," He says with a smile. He brushes some hair out of your eyes, cups your cheek, and spits in your face. You look up at him wide eyed as he smears some of it across your cheek with his thumb, eyes watching your face. "Just don't forget who's in charge here."

You understand completely what he means.