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zwhoreo · 4 months

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Luffy accidentally eating/taking aphrodisiac and reader has to deal with the results.

HAPPY 2024!!! :D here’s my longest fic ever as a celebration

can’t come down - aphrodisiac luffy x f!reader

smut with some angst

summary: thinking it was regular chocolate, you accidentally give luffy several doses of a potent aphrodisiac. now he needs you to take care of him

contains: accidental intoxication, luffy in discomfort/distress, tears, some uncomfortable sex, overstimulation, luffy and zoro in a brief sexual situation

words: 4.8k

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It’s all your fault. You’ve hurt him, the little angel. A pleasant but burning pain, he’s attached to you, drooling on your neck and he’s been going for hours and he’s rubbing inside you ceaselessly, you’re dripping with him. He’s whimpering, this sweet boy. His eyes are blown out and hazy and he won’t stop just gazing at you, open-mouthed whimpers while he rubs inside you so deep and rough that god, you can feel it blooming and aching in your stomach, squeezed as you breathe so with every breath he moans in frustration and desire. Luffy just wanted chocolate, it’s all your fault.

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This town is seedy and dark. You like it because you can’t find these sorts of shops in regular port towns, places selling hallucinogens and fake medicine and alcohol for 100 berries a bottle. The sex shops don’t even board up their windows, that’s why you and Nami thought why not, let’s explore.

It’s not a serious shopping trip, more of a chance to laugh, tease each other, indulge in curiosity. This store’s set into the ground, beneath a metal stairway, it’s starting to rain so you two run for cover in the most interesting place.

The sex shop, which is very dim, all lantern light, is filled with things neither of you had ever seen before or thought to consider. The salesman is pushy, coming from behind the counter to try to sell you things you certainly hadn’t come there for. You laugh and walk around and whisper to each other. And even though you’re in a loving relationship these aren’t things you’ve thought to consider. Luffy wouldn’t like any of this. You would never do something to hurt or confuse him, not when you’re both vulnerable like that. But these low prices intrigue Nami who tells you that hey, why not get some cute lingerie?

“They’ve got a whole wall of it!” She points to the colorful selection of lace and silk and you do admit, it’s beautiful. It’s not something Luffy would care about really but you’d feel pretty in it, maybe. They’ve even got these cute little translucent night dresses that look so comfortable.

So you approach the salesman with your arms full of lingerie and he looks eager to be selling to two beautiful women. He keeps talking about deals and discounts, and with a little wink he throws in a special offer, with those two night dresses you’re buying you get free aphrodisiacs. Chocolate aphrodisiacs in a little white box and he keeps telling you these things are powerful. It’s a special deal, just for you. And with laughter and encouragement from Nami you say why not. You take them, even though you don’t think you’ll ever use them.

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Weeks go by. That little box, it rests forgotten in some dresser drawer. You tend to forget things at sea.

And there’s this island, more of an ocean mountain really, with jagged cliffs for beaches but there’s a small jungle on top, there might be food or resources up there. So Sanji and Zoro are going to go, and Luffy absolutely insists on coming with them. He’s all excited about it, hyper, rolling on his feet because he’s been kept away too long on the ship and he wants to explore.

But he’s not feeling quite himself. You’ve been short on food and Luffy’s had it bad, never satisfied after meals for the last couple days. That’s why this ocean mountain is the center of your universe with only the promise of a grove of mango trees, a flock of quail. So he’s begging you, pawing at your knees as you sit in bed and begging to get something to eat before he goes exploring. You try to help, maybe there’s something in a drawer, you get to your knees and dig through your dresser while Luffy crouches behind you, leaning on your back, you feel his warmth through your shirt. He’s impatient so he bites the back of your neck, tender but sharp.

You find the little box. You have no memory, in that moment, of where you got it. There’s no label, and you later think to yourself why the hell was there no label? but of course it doesn’t cross your mind right here. It’s a little box of chocolates and before you even have a chance to remember, Luffy snatches them out of your hand and says thank you and kisses you quickly on the cheek, cupping your face, his lips wet from hunger. And he sprints away, leaving you blushing, sitting there on your floor with a little smile.

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He’s beginning to feel very warm but it’s just the sun, probably. He takes off his cardigan, carrying it on his arm. His skin glistens golden in the light, a perfectly burnt brown, but now he’s going red with flush creeping from his face to his shoulders. Luffy’s breathing is irregular now, shuddering. He looks around, the trees wavering just a bit in a cloudy haze through his eyes.

“Sanji?” And he reaches for Sanji’s hand because for some reason he craves contact right now. But Sanji pulls away, feeling the layer of sweat coating Luffy’s palm. “I feel weird.”

Sanji’s eyes wander him. He can sense there’s something not right in Luffy’s stare, something dulled and far away. Something’s wrong, what’s wrong?

“Luffy?” Sanji doesn’t know what to do in these kinds of situations. “You should go see Chopper,” he says finally with his hand on Luffy’s shoulder, gingerly.

“Don’t wanna go back yet.” Luffy’s complaining despite the discomfort. And when he sees that Sanji won’t tell him anything he wants to hear, he turns and disappears into the underbrush, maybe water will help, something cold.

So he comes to this little pond, crystal clear and dappled by sunlight, there’s frogs on the lilly pads. If he wades to his thighs he won’t pass out, probably. There isn’t much care for himself in this moment, just a need to get rid of this burning. So he strips off his jeans which helps, strangely. A breeze hits his now bare body. He feels raw in a way he never has before.

That’s a yearning need to touch himself, but no, Luffy doesn’t think about that. He’s hot so he needs to get in the water. He stumbles on the rocks because his vision isn’t quite right. He shouldn’t go to his waist but that’s where the burning is. Ankles then knees then thighs, ripples lap between his legs, he’s left panting and tingling, that water is hitting nerve endings and with every wave comes friction that makes his body twitch. He wants more.

His hand flies to his cock as if by impulse, all of a sudden. There’s no thoughts now, just need, his hand rubs himself messily even though Luffy has no control, no concept of what he’s doing or why.

God, please.

He bends over a little, head down. Beads of sweat from his brow speckling the water as his whole body shakes back and forth and his muscles spasm. Frustration fogs his mind, with every pump it only stretches his skin, not enough friction, his hand is clamped down so tight that it’s doing nothing for him. He feels like crying. He hates that he wants to go home.

But this isn’t home. And as Luffy moans unabashedly this sounds like cries from pain, which they are, a bit. So it’s Zoro who hears him and without a second thought he’s tearing through the underbrush, tripping over his own feet, led blindly by his worst sound in the world — Luffy crying.

He shouts his name and crashes through the trees, he’s in the clearing and looking around desperately but what he sees makes him yell again. There’s Luffy, the love of Zoro’s life, completely naked and wading in the water of that crystal clear pond and moving sporadically as he rubs his cock, so painfully rock hard, over and over in this animalistic desperation as he cries and whimpers. He doesn’t know where he is or who’s around him and he doesn’t see Zoro.

Until he’s shoved from the side, a powerful push that sends him tumbling into the water, cruel cold water that sucks him in and starts a familiar panic within his heart that makes him forget for a moment about that burning inside him.

“WHAT THE FUCK, LUFFY?!” Zoro pulls him by his hair, shaking him, throwing him on the rocks and looking at Luffy with these stricken eyes, unable to comprehend what he’s seeing. His composure in that moment is shattered, his fists are clenched.

They’ve seen each other naked so many times. They’ve bathed and held and carried each other with nothing between their skin, it’s just how it happens sometimes when you’re that close. But this intimacy, this state Luffy’s in, it’s like nothing Zoro was prepared to see or could even really imagine out of Luffy. Something is horribly wrong.

“Zoro…” and Luffy’s taken up in his arms because no disgust or awkwardness comes before helping a friend who’s hurting. “I feel… I dunno… what’s- …”

Luffy’s voice is so slurred, his body is tense and so solid but yet somehow he’s still melting. Zoro’s finding it hard to look at him, do anything other than just sit there and hold him, uncomfortable at how he can feel that heat from between Luffy’s legs radiating and blooming condensation on Zoro’s skin. He has absolutely no idea how to even begin to approach this situation. So he’s rough and sloppy as he dresses his friend, his cardigan’s on and his sandals are on and his hat has been slammed over his eyes. But Zoro, teeth gritted, has to shove Luffy’s cock in his jeans himself because this boy is useless like this. He’s silently vowing to never talk or think about this moment again, how sticky his hands now feel, how Luffy moans as he’s touched and leans into Zoro and how his cock twitches with an overpowering need to fuck anything that’s close.

Zoro won’t think about this again. He just picks Luffy up and carries him away without saying a word.

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You’re just looking out the window. Unmoving sun, unmoving sea. You want to eat or go somewhere and maybe you should’ve begged and made them take you on the island.

Is it the island, or do you just miss Luffy?

But it’s not long before your door is kicked open, you jump, eyes wide, whipping around to find Zoro cradling your boyfriend, who looks sick. Fear shoots through you and closes your throat especially when you see Zoro’s eyes, vacant and upset and he looks dissociated, blank.

“Oh god, Luffy.” You run to him and your hands go to his face and just stroke his cheeks, he’s sweaty and burning up like he’s caught in a deep fever. “What happened?” Your eyes are wild and scared as you turn to Zoro.

“I don’t know what you gave him. Just… deal with it.” Zoro dumps Luffy into your arms and you stumble as he curls up into you, drooling all over your neck. And Zoro gives his shoulder one last squeeze and turns away, closing the door behind him, running off down the hall, somewhere where he can’t hear that crying anymore.

And yes, Luffy’s crying. You set him down on your bed, rubbing the back of his head and holding his hand. “Hey, hey, talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“Dunno what’s happening…” Luffy’s eyes are pleading and endlessly deep right now. His legs are kicking against the air and he keeps shifting around, he can’t sit still.

With his free hand he’s rubbing between his legs like he’s scratching an itch, but he doesn’t stop, your gaze follows him and oh, oh fuck. He’s got this tight, obvious hardness in his jeans. Straining so hard the zipper is shaking with tension. You’ve never seen anything like this.

Your mind is racing, this isn’t just horniness, Luffy has never been sexsick like this before.

You trace it all back and nothing was wrong when he left. Just bright eyed innocence, affection, nothing strange. And suddenly it hits you, that box, those chocolates.

Oh god. Oh my god.

You fed him an aphrodisiac. An aphrodisiac from a sketchy shop in an old-town basement, a powerful drug, just one would keep you up a whole night.

And you let Luffy eat them all.

“Lu… god, I’m sorry,” is all you can say as he crawls into your lap and breathes on your face. You take off his hat and ruffle his hair. How can you even explain this to him? He’s not going to understand. “I’m so sorry. This is my fault, I gave you an aphrodisiac by mistake.” You’re choked up. You hurt him.

“…” Luffy’s mouth is hanging open, drool coating his chin, dazed, so confused. “Hm?” His voice is even gravelier than normal.

“Those weren’t normal chocolates. They make your body… ready for sex? It’s supposed to be a fun thing. B- but I forgot they weren’t just normal chocolates! God, I’m so sorry.” You’re breaking down, you’re cuddling with him now, head on his shoulder.

“Oh.” You can’t really tell how much he understands. And his voice is quiet when he asks, “when’s it gonna go ‘way?”

“…I don’t know. I’m gonna try to help, ok? Let’s fuck for a few hours and get it out. It’s gonna be ok, Lu.”

His pupils expand when you say this, his eyes going from brown to deep black. He wants that so, so bad. He’s just sort of figuring that out now. “Heh, yeah.” He squirms in your lap, cock so hard you can feel his zipper sliding down on its own, as his breath gets heavier, this desperate ball of energy spasming in your arms.

Then he smiles. And he attacks.

He flips you onto your back and groans, hips thrusting into yours as his lips find your mouth, saliva leaking past your lips, you swallow as they part. You’re wearing these soft cotton shorts and you feel his aching cock smacking the fabric as it pushes and strains to break free from his pants with every motion. He moans so loud you know everyone can hear. Now he’s drooling again, spitting on your face because he’s lost control of his jaw, you’re winded but you grab his face and kiss him, he didn’t even know he needed this.

He falls on you now. He’s all splayed out and whining and just kissing you as if he’s been challenged, teeth and tongue working through every part of your mouth. He’s loud when he kisses, and now every breath is a groan of want.

“Undress me…” you whisper to him, grabbing the back of his neck, he seems like he’ll explode if he keeps on like this without being deep inside you.

With a strangled “Mh,” Luffy’s fingernails scrape your skin in a desperate attempt to pull off your dress. He’s ripping cloth, damn, you can hear him ripping cloth. Nothing you can do now.

But you can tell as your skin shines bare and he tears his own clothes from his body, as his sweat drenches you and that heat like a tropical hurricane all over but especially where it pools between his legs and oh you’d be scared if you looked there now, you can tell he’s about to just go in you with no thought or reason and harder than he’s ever gone before. So — and you hate to do this — you grab his shoulders. You stare him in the eyes.

“Luffy. Listen to me.”

your eyes reach his soul, he tries to look at you with anything close to coherence, he wants to follow your lead, he doesn’t understand anything right now. But there’s a hailstorm inside his mind. But he tries to listen.

“Don’t be too rough, please, can you promise?” Your voice is shaky because you’re not sure what he’s about to do. Luffy would never intentionally hurt you but he’s powerful, his body is strange, he works in ways neither of you understand. He has the power to really, really damage you and the carelessness to not see it happening. So you beg him with your eyes.

“I promise,” he gasps softly, one hand curling behind your neck, and he presses his face against your cheek, trying to harden his eyes in the gentle seriousness of the moment. Luffy is incapable of feeling sadism towards you of any kind and he’s at war with his body and the energy bursting within him right now. But he promises.

You smile and your feet rest on his hips and thighs, you feel him sizzling beneath your touch. The surface of his skin wavers before your eyes from the heat, you understand now the idea of mirages, he looks covered in amber rain even as his skin burns beneath your hands.

“Slow,” you ask softly in his ear, making Luffy whine in hunger.

There it is. What you don’t dare look at you can feel. Swollen and throbbing it feels like a whole other animal is just clawing there beneath that rice paper skin. You can feel his heartbeat in the tip of his cock as he touches you and it speeds up thousands of times in an instant. His thighs clamp around yours and his nails are sharp and Luffy groans in your ear. He’s made of nerve endings that send him twitching writhing with every tiny movement. He needs you now.

He pushes himself in and every bit of friction sends him convulsing against you, squeezing you tighter. You can feel the struggle in his muscles to hold back but that deep, tangible yearning for relief. He’s in and you’re both gasping for air. You’re not used to the size or the heat or that artificially induced power that’s overcome his body. But you’re proud of him and you tug his hair to tell him a quiet thank you, you’re ok, he’s keeping you safe.

All your touches are too much. His hips move messily against you like he doesn’t have the capacity to understand what to do right now. But he’s just going to follow that deep primal craving so he rocks into you with all his weight, crushing you again and again, eyes closed, mouth trying to find yours.

It’s the movement but also the way you’re being held. It’s a scary heaven. He’s going deep and he’s not pulling out just throwing himself against you over and over as if there’s any more he has to go. He’s whimpering and his body is shaking in need.

But he goes faster and now this is what you’re scared of, weighted rubber moves and stretches with momentum, he’s squeezing you tighter and tighter and with each slam against your body his cock buries into you so impossibly deep as his skin stretches and snaps within you. You whine and try to steady him but Luffy’s in this cloud right now. His teeth are digging deep into your neck and he’s drooling all over you, saliva dripping down your shoulder and chest.

When he cums it’s so hot it feels like lava. There’s so much of it. That relief at the slowness, liquid soothing beaten flesh, that’s heaven as you lay beneath him, wrapped in his arms. Is it over? No, no it isn’t.

But first, while he’s stunned and unable to move, you squish his face in your hands. “Luffy,” you breathe heavily into his mouth, “be more gentle. Please. You’re gonna hurt me.”

His eyes are wide and concerned. “I hurt you?” he whimpers from his swollen, shiny lips.

“I’m ok, don’t worry, just please be more gentle.” And you smile at him. That sets something off in his heart and you feel him harden again inside you.

He grins, lifting you back so you’re pressed against his chest, on his lap. And he shoves you down against him as you squirm in his arms, he rolls your hips on his as his strong hands take total control of your body, hungry eyes gazing at you with deep, immeasurable lust. From this new position he has so much control, he’s using your body for his release in as loving a way as possible, biting at your skin. You’re left to twitch in his grasp and hug him, letting yourself bask in this incredible tsunami.

The bouncing and stretching of his cock isn’t as bad in this position although you’re still impossibly full, limp in the overwhelming motion. But that heat is becoming uncomfortable, your cheek from its rest on his shoulder is covered in layers of sweat and you feel it pooling around every point of contact. He smells like burning rubber and thick, palpable sweat. His skin begins to sear your hands and you only realize what’s happening when he starts to steam. Billowing steam clouding your room and soaking you in hot, wet air like you’re in an erupting volcano. You’re not sure which gear he’s changing to and you don’t want to find out.

“LUFFY!” You yell through your haze and hit his back and it’s so hard to talk to him like this, his moans are drowning out your cries, he’s moving faster and faster and his hair and mouth and the area between your legs is already lost in clouds of white steam. “STOP!”

He yelps and rolls off of you. Your words cut his heart. You’re both drenched and your bed is soaking, your hair in your eyes dripping down your face mixed with tears you didn’t even know were there. Luffy looks confused, disoriented, he’s still steaming but it’s slowing now, his skin is dulling to its usual hue, his hair falls back over his face. He doesn’t know what to say.

“You were changing gears,” you murmur under your breath. “Luffy, that could’ve been bad.”

“I’m- I’m sorry…” he whimpers and looks down at himself. There’s still a cloud of blinding steam circling up the shaft of his cock, blooming from his tip and shimmering in droplets rolling down the red, tight skin. He looks at you with puppy eyes, needing your arms again.

You let him crawl to you. You let him place his head under your hand to be pet and comforted. He feels terrible but he feels sick, too, a sickness only cured by the deepest and most indescribable pleasure. He’s melting in your arms, as needy as when he was given to you, eyes blurry. You let him rest his head in your lap and drink in your scent, blankets tucked between his legs for the slightest friction.

“It’ll feel better if you don’t go so fast,” you say softly, stroking his wet hair. And he nods.

“Can I have more now? I’ll be better to ya. I really promise.”

His hands feel gentler now. You let him climb your body and capture you in another deep kiss. And with your legs crossed behind his back you let him fuck you again and chase his second orgasm and he’s right, he’s better now. He’s fighting with his body but he’s better.

When he cums again it feels boiling hot. It’s shot after shot deep inside you and he tugs your hair, bites your shoulder, strokes your lower stomach before moving down to rub at your clit which is incredible because he never thinks of that. This drug is making him different, his mind is overwhelmed by sex in a way it never is. Part of you likes it a lot. It’s new. It’s fun.

It doesn’t take him long before he’s hard again and dragging his cock through your walls in deep, deliberate strokes with his tongue in your mouth. Luffy is a million miles above the earth. With every orgasm his world shakes and crumbles for an instant before it’s rebuilt again in waves of desire that send him higher, higher. He’s a million miles above the earth and even as hours slip by and his body is drained again and again, he can’t come down.

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At some point the ship has set sail again. Clouds crawl by the porthole and the ocean rocks you both but you and Luffy stay in that soaked bed and get lost in each other for so long that you don’t even know what’s real anymore. You can’t tell sensation from sensation. Neither can he but he can’t come down.

There was that perfect sweet spot where you had just swam in each other in bliss and peace. You didn’t have to stop his gear changes anymore because his body had adjusted to this new universe. And you were in tune with each other. But now, now it’s bad again.

But in a different way.

Luffy is exhausted but so desperate still. His tears have started again and he doesn’t know what to do and he can’t even move and every part of his body aches. You’ve never seen him like this during sex, he’s never weak or tired. But his body is drained.

But that drug won’t let go.

“You ok?” you’re whispering, hand on his face. You lift Luffy in your arms and place him on his back. His eyes won’t leave yours, he’s starry eyed and love struck through his tears.

“Mh…” is all you can make out. He looks down at himself, his body is dripping wet and his cock is hard again, throbbing hard in overstimulation.

Every touch seems like it’s painful to him now. But he wants more so, so bad. So you place a pillow under his head, you curl up against his body, and you rub him with your hand. Your arm gets tired but you keep going for as long as you possibly can. And sometimes Luffy will open his mouth in a silent, breathless moan, sometimes his body will convulse and his cock will twitch. But his orgasms are dry now. There’s nothing left in him.

The last one, that’s when he grabs your face. With his last bit of strength he rolls onto you and clutches your cheeks in his hands and just stares at you, not letting you move, his thighs squeezing your leg. He rubs himself off on you one last time and with a final shudder he’s done. It’s all gone. It’s over.

He collapses into your arms, too tired to breathe anymore. You expect him to just sleep right there but instead he twists onto his back, batting at your face with his palm lazily, playfully. He giggles. He looks dreamy and dazed. But happy, actually. Really happy.

“Feeling alright?” You’re worried. You’re guilty, still. You’re praying nothing hurt him or made him sick.

“Mhm. Feel good!” Luffy’s beaming as if he already forgot everything that happened. He’s glowing, chest rising and falling heavily. But he tilts his head questioningly, “you?”

“Yeah. Just sore.” To which he rolls onto his elbows, kicking his legs in the air, he holds your body, he gives your hips a soft kiss. He’s appreciative, he’s so soft now, honey skin glowing in the sleepy sunshine.

But everything is wet. Your clothes on the bed next to you, the sheets, your bodies and hair. So with your arms around his shoulders, because it will be hard to walk for a while, the two of you throw on robes and step outside. You forgot the smell of fresh sea air after that mist of sex and sweat. Luffy’s heart beats against yours, calm and healthy, steady.

He sets you down and you take him in your arms, now, laying him against the mast. You take a towel to his hair, drying him, the sun on the wind sending the dewdrops you’re made of falling away from your shoulders in rainbows. You’re glittering, you and Luffy.

You should get you both some food soon, you should give yourselves a real bath, you should go and comfort Zoro and assure him that you’re both ok. But not yet. You don’t want that yet.

You avoid the eyes of the others as they pass below. You don’t want to talk about this with anyone but Luffy right now, the boy who looks like an angel resting below you, chiseled glistening body, sunlight divinity. He opens his mouth, he kisses your fingertips as you brush hair from his cheeks.

He wants to talk to you at first but he finds that his eyes are too heavy. He just yawns instead, and bares his teeth in a smile. And he holds your hand tightly with this deep, profound gratitude. You hear him whisper, beneath his breath, that he loves you.

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iitskahoko · 5 months

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🌹Hungry Eyes - Luffy x Reader

[NSFW + NO MINORS]

🌹Charater featured: Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Nami, Chopper (for now) 🌹Summary: Its crazy that's your sick buts its ok ur with luffy

The door creaks open and you whip your head to face it, eyes wide and alert.

Luffy’s head pokes around the door, his big brown eyes meeting yours. “Are you hungry?” he hisses through the darkness.

You blink at him. “It’s past midnight,” you whisper.

Luffy blinks back. “Sanji said you didn’t eat dinner.”

“Didn't want any.” Truth be told, even the thought of eating made you sick. Chopper said it might be an offshoot of the concussion you had when they brought you aboard the ship, but for the few weeks you’ve been on board you haven’t been able to keep much more than a single sandwich down.

“Chopper says you have to eat. Sanji too.”

“You’re not my captain, you know,” you say bitterly.

Luffy just looks at you. “You’re on my ship. And you’re my friend.”

You frown. You were starting to understand Luffy’s nature, the delicate balance between his selfishness and loyalty to the people he cares about.

As soon as you were taken aboard, barely conscious and only half alive, Luffy had taken a liking to you. He had a knack for that, you’d heard, for picking up people based on very limited interactions and whisking them away to be part of his crew.

You weren’t interested in the crew part, and Luffy understood that. But because he had decided to become your friend he couldn’t just drop you off at any island: he needed to take you someplace you’d be safe.

Chopper has barely let you out of the medical room, only allowing a short daily walk if the weather permits. Otherwise, you’re stuck in the small cabin, the other crew members too busy to bother with your company. You aren't a mean person by any means, but your silence around others was usually seen as arrogance. The lonely nights you’ve spent in the room have only been broken up by thoughts of this pirate captain; and his strong, thick, slender fingers in places you wouldn’t mention aloud.

“I was having a snack,” he continues, creeping into the room. The only light filters through the small window, lighting his body with cool moonshine. “I thought you might want some. Only a little, though, because I ate the rest.” He offers you a few cubes of meat on a plate. You sit up and accept it wordlessly, placing it at the end of the bed.

Something in the moonlight catches your eye, and you turn to face him before your lips part slightly in surprise. Oh my god, you think, cheeks starting to burn. He’s shirtless.

The glow of the light catches on his burn scar, crossing across his muscular chest. He folds his thick arms over it, and your gaze drops to his shorts, hanging low on his hips. You shut your eyes.

Luffy squats down in front of you. “Hey, are you okay?” he asks softly. “You look like you’re gonna pass out.”

“I just need some sleep,” you say through gritted teeth, “but I’m fine.”

“Not until you eat.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Eat. That’s an order.”

“You’re not my captain.”

“So? I’m still your friend, and friends feed each other.”

Your mouth twists. It was hard to argue with him because of his natural bluntness. “Don’t you have something else to worry about?”

Luffy shakes his head.

“Like marines? Or Kaido?”

“Not right now.”

He sits down next to you and his forearm brushes against yours. You peek at his fingers, calloused and thick, in his lap.

“I don’t like seeing you hurt,” he mutters.

You blink at him. He's moving a little fast, and you're straining to keep up. But you suppose that's just how he is.

“When you’re hurt. I really…” He takes a deep breath. “I really don’t like it. It makes me feel bad.” He turns to face you, his eyes big and brown and full of something that borders on desperate. “Will you please eat?” He says softly, taking one of your hands in his.

You go rigid, eyes widening. The feel of his skin on yours makes your entire body tingle. His hands grip yours tightly, and you find it hard to meet his eyes.

“I…” you start. You try to unravel your hands from his, but he doesn’t let go, searching for your eyes. You finally let them meet, and it’s then when you realize that he doesn’t see you as a regular crewmate, or even a friend: Luffy wears his heart on his sleeve, and his eyes speak volumes about how he feels about you.

Little things start to click into place. He’s here, late at night, when he loves to sleep. He brought you meat even though he wouldn’t let most of his crew touch it. He peeks his head in when he thinks you’re sleeping. Chopper had mentioned, once, completely offhand, that Luffy asks about you almost daily.

What you don’t know, however, is that the entire crew has picked up on his crush on you and that you weren’t being avoided because you come across as arrogant: you were being avoided so that Luffy could have some space with you. It’s necessary, actually, because although the crew is oftentimes more than willing to get to know a new person on board, Luffy is anything but subtle: the most obvious example being when Zoro found him with his ear pressed against the crack of the door, fisting his cock in his hand, hanging onto every tinny mewl and moan of yours as you whispered his name, your fingers breaching your entrance and rapidly circling your engorged clit.

Zoro knows better than to interrupt Luffy, even when it’s this desperate of a case. He just let the rest of the crew know, in hushed whispers, that you were kind of off-limits, and that the next island would be approaching soon. Nami had sighed because she thought you were cute. Robin had sighed because she thought you seemed smart. Sanji had sighed because you’re a girl, but they all swallowed their annoyances because it’s their captain: and how can they trust him to lead them when you’re the only thing on his mind?

They noticed that this was a real crush and that he was thinking with his heart and not just with his cock. It was usually the latter, and he’d come back to the Sunny only a little before sunrise, after a full night of partying on an unknown island, exhausted. It was clear he always made the most of his time anywhere.

You try again. “I…”

Luffy takes this moment to get a little closer and your breath catches in your throat. His lips are so close to yours you can feel him breathe, and he gets closer and closer and to your horror, you realize that you’re not pulling away. That you don’t want to pull away.

The kiss isn’t what you expect—it’s not clumsy or sloppy. It’s gentle but firm and surprisingly practiced. His lips are so warm against yours, slightly chapped and a little salty. When he parts your lips with his, you let him, and his tongue isn’t hungry or invasive. It’s the best kiss you’ve ever had, and when he cups the back of your neck you gingerly touch his bicep. The muscle moves when he does, and you feel a rush of wetness down below.

It actually doesn’t really surprise you, the more you think about it. Luffy is always stopping at different islands, some more exciting than others, and people naturally flock to him. You assume that this also means women, and his high bounty and cheerful demeanor as well as his broad shoulders and muscular frame were enough to light a fire in some of the young women they came across. Besides, you thought absentmindedly, he has to get his energy from somewhere.

The kiss gets a little hungrier before it stops, and you realize that he’s left you breathless. Your hand fists the sheets involuntarily, already thinking about what you’re going to do the moment you’re alone.

“I like you,” he whispers, rubbing his nose against yours.

Your mouth snaps shut. “Why?”

Luffy shrugs. “I don’t really know. I’m just kind of…” he laces his fingers with yours, and you drop your eyes down to look. “Drawn to you, I guess.” He scratches the back of his head with his free hand, pulling away slightly. “I like girls. I know people sometimes think I don’t, but I do.”

You chuckle a little.

“Maybe it’s because I’m short,” he muses.

“You’re not that short,” you tease. “You’re at least two inches taller than me.”

A glint appears in his eyes as he peers at you. “How do you know?”

You frown. “What do you mean?”

“We’ve never been this close. How do you know I’m taller?”

You fidget uncomfortably, caught between a rock and a hard place. On your brief walks around the ship, you often glance over in Luffy’s direction; and a few times you even got close enough to see the many repairs that had been made to his treasured straw hat.

“I just…you’re a guy, right?” you say, at a complete loss for words. You can’t believe that’s the best you can come up with.

Luffy laughs then, leaning forward for another kiss. It’s more gentle this time, but his hands start to roam over your body. Nothing too explicit, just your lower back as he fingers the hem of your thin t-shirt, but even that has your cunt clenching around nothing.

Wordlessly, you break the kiss to grip the bottom of your shirt, pulling it up and off of your frame in one sure movement.

You hunch over a little, your blushed face slightly embarrassed that even you were taking things quickly in such a direction, but these weeks on the ship have left you needy for any sort of contact. Plus, he had just admitted that he likes you, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't have his wanted poster in your room back home. The thrill of finding out that he had rescued you was tempered by Chopper's strict instructions and the crew's indifference. But every time you saw him on the ship, whether it was fishing or bringing you a cup of soup, made you grip into the pillow and cry out his name as softly as you could.

He leans in to kiss you again, this time gently running his knuckles over the side of your breast. You let out a soft whine, your hand falling from his hair into his lap, directly on top of his hard length that is throbbing painfully in his shorts.

He hisses at the contact, catching your lip in his teeth and biting lightly. His hands leave your body to remove his shorts, his cock hot in your hand as you give it a few tentative strokes.

He dips his fingers into the side of your panties, and you do your best to shimmy out of them.

“You’re wet,” he whispers, his fingers softly rubbing your soaked folds. Luffy presses against you until you’re laying down on the mattress with his body keeping you there. “I like it when you’re really wet,” he mumbles.

He pulls back, sucking on his fingers with eye contact so heavy you feel pinned to the bed. Slowly, he makes his way towards you again, nipping at your jaw.

He presses his face into the crook of your neck. “I’m gonna pick you up, okay?” he breathes into your ear, and you nod. You wrap your legs around his waist, pressing his cock into his contracting abdomen as he places one hand under your bottom and the other around your waist. He stands, and you lift off the bed, his strength making you drip with arousal. Luffy’s steps stammer as he tries to keep kissing you while walking towards the wall, the cold surface making your nipples perk up as he presses you against it.

His lips leave yours and you chase his mouth with a whine, but gasp when you feel his leaking tip prod against your wet entrance.

“I really, really want to,” he gasps against your neck, pressing his face into your warm skin. “I-I’ll try to be gentle, I just really want you…”

Your hands grip his back, trying to pull his body closer to yours. A soft moan escapes your lips when he hits your clit. “I really want you, too,” you murmur.

His cock is long and stiff, and your eyes roll back just from thinking about it inside you.

Slowly, he starts to breach your entrance, hissing as the fat head is swallowed by your desperate cunt. You gasp at the pressure, squeezing your eyes shut.

“Jeez,” he mutters through grit teeth, sweat starting to glisten on his face. “You’re tight.”

You clench around his length as he continues to push inside, his hands gripping your body with bruising force. The concentration on his face is endearing, and your heart melts a little. He wants you to feel good, too, and he’s trying his hardest to keep from fucking you as hard as he can.

His cock bumps something inside you and you let out a lustful moan.

Luffy twitches inside you. “Th-that noise, make that noise again,” he groans, starting to move. He starts out gently, but it isn’t long before he’s bottoming out with each thrust. You moan louder, tears pricking at your eyes as his cock hits deeper. His thrusts become harder and rougher and more impulsive and you can tell he’s getting close. You moan again, the noise escaping from your lips involuntary despite his begging.

“I’m gonna cum,” he says through gritted teeth. “Is-is it okay if I…?”

You grip his shoulders tightly. “Please cum inside me,” you whimper.

It’s music to Luffy’s ears, and he wastes no time in pushing his cock up to the hilt inside you. You tighten around him as his orgasm starts, his hips stuttering and eyes fluttering closed.

The shots of his hot cum painting your tight pussy walls make you groan aloud, your head falling back to rest on the wall. Your thighs are burning from being held up, but nothing could distract you from his labored moans and stuttering breaths.

He rests his head next to yours as he comes down from his high, his heart rate slowing to normal. He places his hands under your thighs, still holding you up, his strength obvious and unwavering.

“Sorry…” he mumbles, still breathing hard.

You shake your head. “It’s okay,” you whisper. You have to admit you’re a little surprised, you had assumed his stamina matched the rest of him.

His cock twitches inside you, and you realize with a start that he didn’t get soft. “Let me try again,” he murmurs against your neck, walking back to the bed.

He drops you down and you giggle for the first time in weeks, earning a warm smile from him. It feels like the sun, even though it’s the middle of the night. He climbs on top of you, slotting his body between your legs, pressing a hot kiss to your lips. One of your hands pulls his head down closer, the other grips the defined muscle on his arms. He hums, then pulls away, looking down at you with hungry eyes. His gaze flits from your eyes to your lips, shifting his weight so he can run his big hand over your breast. You whine, and he gets bolder, pinching your nipple almost to the point of pain.

“Ah-“ you grunt out, body jerking. With you caged in under him he decides to chart your body with his hands, finding the spots you like to be touched the most. He's already used you for his pleasure, embarrassing as it may sound, and now it’s your turn.

He places a wet kiss under your jaw, taking note of the noises you make. He remembers listening to you from behind the door, the squelch of your wet cunt being rubbed by your own fingers, his name falling from your lips in soft pants. He continues to pepper you with kisses, running his hand down your stomach to settle in between your lips. He spreads them gently, earning a small moan from you, and seeks out your sweet little bud of pleasure. He figures that you like how strong he is, judging from how much you dripped when he picked you up. He flexes his chest and abdomen a little bit, and you hungrily run your hands over him. He smirks at you, and you know you’ve been caught. You smile sheepishly.

He presses his hand against yours, stopping you right over his heart. It thumps under your hand, and the gesture is so intimate, so mature, that you fight to urge to burst into tears.

The aching in your core is unbearable now, and Luffy’s inexperience becomes known as he clumsily rubs your clit. You assume that most women are content to be used as his own little cocksleeve, bouncing away to orgasm on his lap as he settles his face between their breasts. Or, more likely, he pins them against a bed and ruts endlessly until he spills.

You’re different, he can tell, and you’re not blinded by his notoriety.

Luffy bites his lip. He knows this isn’t his strong suit, but he’s determined nonetheless. You replace his hands with yours, rubbing practiced circles on your clit as he explores your folds. He dips a finger inside, sighing at your wetness. His fingers feel nice, but nothing compared to his fat cock, and you use your eyes to beg for it.

Your fingers stay at your clit while he presses his cock into your tight heat.

You whimper as he continues to push, stretching you open at an angle that has tears in your eyes. It's so much deeper than when he was fucking you against the wall, and when he finally bottoms out, you let out a delicious moan.

Luffy grits his teeth, his hips repeatedly pressing against yours, forcing the metal headboard to smack against the wall. "Th-that sound..."

He reaches down to feel your hand, and the closeness of it as well as Luffy's eagerness squeezes another hot moan from your mouth.

"I want to feel what you're doing," he pants into your open mouth before sealing it with a kiss. You continue to rub faster, his hand on yours adding a luscious pressure.

Your voice starts to come through in more than moans and whines, little squeaks of praise about how good his cock feels inside you. He desperately wants you to reach that high you're chasing, but your pussy is starting to clench around him and the thought of you cumming around his cock has him holding in his orgasm like his life depends on it.

"I'm close again," he gasps. "Can you cum for me? Please?"

That does it. The tight coil in your belly snaps, and you toss your head from side to side, crying out as you shake under him. "Luffy--" you shout, your voice strangled.

He continues to thrust into you, babbling praise. "I've never done it like this," he gasps, tripping over his words. "I really liked seeing you cum, and I like how wet you are. I like that you're so tight and I like the noises you make and I--" He whines your name as he cums again; his cum dripping out from between your red, swollen lips.

He looks down at you, panting, the lids of his eyes heavy.

"That was..." you start, "unexpected."

Luffy chuckles. "But good?" he asks hopefully.

You look away. "It was perfect," you whisper. "I...kinda want to tell you something."

He rolls off of you and you scoot over, barely making any room on the tiny medical bed. He opens his arms and you climb in between them, grateful for the time to rest. You lay your head on his chest as he strokes your hair tenderly. "What is it?"

You take a deep breath. "I have your wanted poster up in my room at home."

Luffy pauses, the gears turning in his head, then laughs.

You giggle. "I know, I know..."

He rests his arm on your shoulder, the other stroking your forearm. "It's cute," he says finally, "I like that."

You smile against his chest. Maybe joining a pirate crew isn't such a bad idea.

#luffy x reader #luffy smut #monkey d. luffy #one piece smut #luffy x reader smut #opla smut #opla spoilers #opla luffy #one piece x reader #luffy x you #one piece live action

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i-spit-on-your-garage · 7 months

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I NEED more NSFW content about Luffy drooling/spitting asap

#opla smut #one piece smut #luffy #luffy x reader #luffy x reader smut #monkey d. luffy

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xayneimagines · 8 months

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Behind closed doors

Fandom: One piece

Pairing: Luffy x Reader(MC. They/them)

Genre: just smut man. Just a smut snippet. I think about him all the time. Save me

TW: it’s smut. You’re giving him head. I don’t know. What do you want from me?! It’s just a dumb horny incomplete thought stop judging me. Your a captain, y’all pretend to be rivals just to fight and then y’all like messing around. I don’t even know how coherent this is. My brain is rotting and his dumb smiles fault.

“Luffy, what is it?” As he pulled them into the room, MC couldn’t help but be a little worried. Their relationship might have been an odd one, but they still cared so deeply about him that him being upset was something they would wanna try and fix right away. They fluctuate between being rivals and lovers, though his crew didn’t know about the later part for now. It was less about being ashamed and more about enjoying the idea of sneaking around after a fight.

So, having their boyfriend pull them away to a small room during a meeting without him saying anything was odd to say the least. But as he locked the door and turned to look at them, heat started to pool within them. His face was flushed, eyes blurry, and a pout that was familiar to them was sitting on his lips.

“Treasure~ Need you~” Luffy tried to whisper, he really did, but the crack and pain in his voice kept it from being as low as it needed to be. He grabbed their hand quickly, placing it so they could feel just how hard he was through his shorts.

It was rare for Luffy to be horny.

And MC refused to let such a treat go to waste.

Quickly they moved to push him against the wall, one hand still stroking his cock lightly through his clothes while the other arm was folded across his chest to push him. They gave him a quick and bruising loss before dropping to their needs, already moving to pull his clothes down.

His cock sprung out and against his stomach with some precum already forming at the tip, some of it getting on his shirt.

“Of course. Captain's orders, right?” They asked as they looked up at him, a small groan coming from his throat. He arched off of the wall, a hand moving to grip the base of his cock and angle it to them.

“Please~ pretty ple-hah.” He gasped as their mouth enclosed of the head of his cock, the warm and wet heat pressing against him in such a delicious way. He loved when they used their mouth. Shit, he loved when they used anything. A lot of the time sex was for them more so than him, but whenever he did her the wild hair for it, they were always so good to him.

His other hand gripped their hair and already was trying to push so that his cock could go further in. He needed to feel their throat. Wanted to fuck into it and cum over and over again all over their pretty face.

Lucky for him, they loved choking on him. They opened their mouths as wide as they could, hands bracing on his hips to keep him from thrusting to roughly. They could either take him yanking on their hair, or the thrust, but both? Both would require a lot more than the time they had right now and right now they needed to just focus on getting him to cum so they could get back to the meeting.

Their eyes peered up at him, their cheeks warmed slightly by the image of a panting luffy begging to choke them on his cock.

And they would never deny the other captain a damn thing.

#monkey d. luffy imagine #monkey d. luffy x reader #luffy imagine #luffy x reader #luffy x reader smut #one piece x reader #one piece x reader smut #save me

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zwhoreo · 4 months

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NSFW THOUGHTS WHILE I WORK ON MY FICS <3

i think luffy has months without remembering sex even exists, then gets into phases for like a few days to a week where he wants to cum w/ you like 24/7 and is so obnoxiously needy about it

i will combine very asexual luffy headcanons with horny out of his mind luffy headcanons. because there are no rules

#IT’S 3 IN THE MORNING #zwhoreo thoughts #luffy x reader #luffy smut #luffy x reader smut #one piece smut

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zoromuse · 1 year

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cw. post-timeskip luffy, f!reader, desperate luffy, fingering

Luffy will never admit when he wants you. You're not sure if it's because he's embarrassed about it, or if he’s just desperate enough to omit the words, but apparently he just never finds a way to say it.

If he catches you doing something important or having a conversation, he’ll go in as gentle as possible, sitting or standing next to you and holding your hand, hoping you’ll catch the hint. If you don’t, he’ll wait patiently until you’re done with whatever you’re doing, but you better believe he’s pulling you into a secluded corner of the ship as soon as you finish.

If by some miracle he finds you lounging around the ship, no one watching you, he’ll paw at your skirt, your pants, anything you’re wearing, and leave gentle kisses that soon turn sloppy, revealing his true intentions.

It doesn’t matter how much you warn him someone might come and see you like this, he’s already got a hand under your panties and fingers dipping into you, creating a sense of pleasure you couldn’t say no to.

#luffy #monkey d. luffy #luffy smut #luffy x reader #luffy x reader smut #one piece #one piece smut #one piece x reader

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blackfangedreaper · 1 year

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INSTIGATION

Prompt: "You want me to take off my shirt?"

Pairings: Luffy x black!fem!Reader

Warnings: Sexual content; dry humping. Cursing, grammatical errors. Mdni

"Arghh! Can you go slower?!" Luffy whined, complaining at your fast pace. "But I'm going as slow as i can!" You whimpered, jutting your lower lip out. "Ok I'll start over ok? Make sure to listen and follow the movement of my fingers."

You've been trying to tutor luffy for an upcoming test in biology. Your area of concentration? The abdominal muscles, you couldn't even go halfway before luffy either complains about you going too fast or he that doesn't understand.

You were suprised when luffy begged you to help him study for his upcoming test. You were more than excited to help your crush out with his test but you seemed to forget that any and all subjects weren't his strong suit.

Biology textbooks and notes were opened to the required page, sticky notes littered in the corners of some of the pages, important texts and doodles present in them from being bored in class. You sat in front of luffy on your knees while luffy had his legs crisscrossed leaning backwards on his arms as support.

His chest bare; yes luffy was shirtless. Turns out he was a visual learner, while it was a little distracting you were not complaining. Not every girl got to see they're crush shirtless and also got to touch them. Luffy shuddered everytime you lightly grazed his skin especially his scar, You never knew he had a scar and trust me, it made him look more alluring than he was but it was super sensitive so you tried not to touch it too much.

The sight of him half naked set alarms off in your head, you couldn't help but leave lingering touches and every time you brushed his scar he would let out a little groan that sent shivers down your spine and into your cunt. You wanted to touch him so bad, too bad you can't your only here as a tutor and nothing else.

"This is the pectoralis major." You said brushing your fingers on his upper chest, going lower just right above his nipple. "Your pectoralis minor... Get it?" You asked. He nodded repeating after you. "Pectoralis major and minor got it!" You smiled at his pout.

You trailed your hands down to his sides, just right beside his chest. You felt luffy shiver, not knowing if it was from your grazes or the air con in his room. "The serratus." Then you moved to his firm abs, face heating when you felt them flex underneath your fingers. "T-The tendinous inscriptions." You moved lower feeling him stiffened at how low you went. "The r-rectus abdominis." You released him and heard him sigh, looking up with a smile you asked if he got all that. "Uh huh! It was pretty easy!"

"Then you can name the places i touched, right?" You rose your eyebrow. "S-Sure! Pssh! of course i can!" He said averting his eyes, his lips pursing unconsciously. He's definitely lying and you knew cause he couldn't lie for shit. You sighed. "Luffy..." Rubbing your forehead in exhaustion. "It's not that hard."

"Huh?! It's not that hard? Why don't you take off your shirt, sit still then watch as i touch you like you did me and we'll see how it's not that hard!" He voiced out scowling at you not registering the words he said. "Y-You want me to take off my s-sh-shirt?" And you as the dumb but horny fuck you were you only heard those particular words.

"O-Oh shit! I'm sorry i didn't mean it!" The colour draining from his face as he finally recollected his words. He waved his hands frantically but you held his hands bringing them down before assuring it was ok. "N-No, it's only fair." He was stunned, it's only fair?

You dropped his hands, before unbuttoning your school shirt and dropping it by the side. You tied your braids up with the scrunchy you had on your wrist before unhooking the front buckle of your bra, letting it slide off your shoulders and resting your hands on your lap. "If it'll help you understand better, G-Go ahead."

You heard shuffling then felt him hovering over you, hearing his nervous breathing as he sat on his knees infront of you. You felt he was hesitant so you sat on your bum making an 'M' with your legs, you then folded your arms behind your back. This position pushed out your breasts and it bounced sort of giving him the green light.

While in his perspective, they looked so enticing, your slightly light coloured nipples contrasting your brown skin but that's what made them all the more beautiful. He reached out his hands palming them softly before jerking away when you whimpered, covering them a little. "I-I'm sorry! d-did it hurt?"

"No! Y-Your hands are just c-cold." You said longing once more for his touch. "Oh s-sorry." He apologised rubbing his hands against his school shorts to warm them up a bit. "I'll be more careful" He said shuffling closer to remove your arms before reaching for your soft mounds again.

He cupped them and you shuddered holding back a moan. So this is how he must have felt. "Your pectoralis major?" He said looking at you for confirmation. "Y-Yes..." You replied breathless, gosh you couldn't concentrate. His hands felt so warm.

His words kept drifting in and out of your ears not really stopping to process them only focusing on the way luffy trailed his fingers up your sides and down your stomach. His hands holding your waist snapped you out of your flustered daze.

"Hey? Are you alright? Your breathing pretty heavily." His hands tighten around your waist, he was looking down at your panting form. "I-I'm alright! Why w-wouldn't i be?!" You chuckled nervously, but moaned when one of his hands came up to give your breast a squeeze. "If your uncomfortable i could stop." That snapped you out of your daze. "No! G-Go on please."

"Shishishi, ok!" He beamed squeezing your nipples between his index and middle finger lifting it up before releasing. Watching your mouth part to let out a soft moan. You bit your lip before looking up at luffy through your lashes. "Feel good?" He laughed when he received a nod from you. The educational intention of this scene completely forgotten.

"Use your words y/n." He murmured, focusing on rolling then squeezing your nipple between his fingers. "Yes! It feels good!" Your eyes watered at the harsh treatment, panting slightly you rose on your knees, coming slightly face to face with luffy before you kissed him. "Mmph!"

You moaned into the kiss, you've been waiting for this moment ever since he first smiled at you in the dance studio. You dug your fingers into his black shaggy hair pouring your passion into the kiss. Conveying how you felt about him through this was the only way you felt he would understand, that you wanted him, that you wanted to be his. When you parted from him you cupped his face. "Accept my feelings, luffy."

His silence only brought anxious feelings and embarrassment. Maybe it was too soon but your thoughts were evicted when his lips smashed against yours once again. He bit your lower lip and when you whimpered at the pain he held your neck tilting you the opposite direction as him and sticking his tongue into your mouth to battle your tongue. "Mmh!"

Your lips smacked against each other as you continued to make out. Luffy hands snuck under your flimsy school skirt to paw at your butt, smacking you anytime you tried to fight back against his tongue. "Hmph!"

He broke the kiss to sit on his bum, dragging you forward to stand on your knees, his legs between your parted thighs as he raised your skirt to see your beige panties. It laid snuggly against your waist, the colour matching your skin and it looked so good on you. "Pretty." He muttered bringing you forward by your ass; making you stumble forward, to kiss the hem of your panties.

"Oh! Luffy!" He sat you down directly on his growing tent. Your sobs rang around the room as he took your nipples into his mouth, you arched your back grabbing his ebony locks to push his head closer when he hummed against you. Marking the soft flesh of your breasts with his teeth. You ran your free hand down his chest to rub at the tent in his shorts.

"F-Fuck." He said breathless after releasing your nipple with a 'pop' leaving the nipple and the area around it a deep red, the hickies showing clearly on your bronze skin. Luffy looked down, watching as you grinded you palm against his growing cock. He could feel his boxers get moist as he bucked up against your palm.

"W-Wait." Luffy said abruptly stopping you from continuing before he palmed your ass moving your aching clit right on top his pulsing cock. He lifted your skirt up slightly clearing the way for him to grind into you. He slowly began to move you forwards and backwards slowly, the much needed friction your bodies created caused you both to erupt in moans. "Oh gosh!"

"Nngh!" Luffy buried his head between your tits as his hands did all the work. Slowing grinding you against him. Your clit rubbed against his dick over your panties, he felt so huge you wondered if he could fit in. "Luffy! Faster." You begged.

"No." He whispered, denying you. You whimpered in frustration at his slow pace before trying to increase your pace but a harsh slap sounded around the room. "Ah!" "You really don't like listening do you?" He grumbled, moving you slower than before to torture you. You sobbed when he grinded you harder on his shaft.

You wrapped your arms around his neck moving in sync with his hands giving up on increasing the pace, you didn't want to make him angry or he'll move slower than before. You sighed out 'fuck' when he started trailing kisses up your collar bone and down the valley of your breasts sucking on the underside of them before moving trace round your nipple with his tongue. The taste of your sweat heavy on his tongue as he continued his assault, spreading your ass cheeks then kneading them back together. "Hmm- baby..."

You didn't catch the word that fell out of your mouth if not you would have been embarrassed but not luffy, he wasn't spared at all, his ears taking a red tint and his face heating up at the pet name. He increased his pace bringing you both closer to your highs. That's right, i'm baby.

Whimpers and light moans escaped your mouths. The cold air caressing your skins contrasting against the heat you both felt at that moment. "Yeah! I'm close." You wailed careful not to be too loud, his family members were all present after all. "Me too."

You pulled luffy's head from between your bruised chest to smash your lips against his, moaning into the kiss as you both came. "Ugh! Luffy!" You whimpered breaking the kiss to fall limp on his body as he grunted out your name, wetting his boxers as his hips kept bucking into you for a while at his orgasm before stopping completely to catch his breath.

He held you tighter, standing up with your legs around his waist. He walked to his bathroom and sat you on his toilet before stepping out. You heard shuffling before he walked in again with a red tank top and blue shorts in his hands. "Here, you can wash up, I'll wash your clothes for you." He beamed then left.

"Luffy's clothes..." Your face heated up as you brought up the clean clothes to your nose, sighing as his scent rushed into your nose. You giggled not wasting time as you took off your skirt and soaked panties, dropping it out the door before taking you bath in his pristine bathroom.

His citrus bath wash wafted off your body as you stepped out the bathroom in his clothes. You didn't notice how late it was in the bathroom, you could see the purple tinted skies from his window. His room was dark the only light visible was the moon and the one escaping from under his bathroom door which didn't help very much. "Luffy?"

"Right here..." He whispered, his voice coming from the corner of his room where his bed was. You walked closer careful not to bump into the table and abandoned books on the floor. You saw him laying on his bed his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling before he turned to you, gesturing to you to come join him. "Hi!"

You smiled at him before whispering a shy 'hello'. You laid beside him, yelping when he pulled you closer by the waist. "I don't think you'll be going home tonight." True you couldn't actually go home tonight it was really late and you didn't feel comfortable travelling at night. "Yeah..."

Silence filled the room before luffy spoke up. "Go out with me." Your eyes widened, surely he wasn't joking right, no luffy wouldn't joke about something like that. "You told me to accept your feelings right?" He said facing the ceiling before turning to beam at you. "So you'll accept mine right?"

Your heart skipped a beat and while overwhelmed you pulled him into a kiss before breaking it and laughing happily. "Yeah! I'll accept yours."

"Yosh! Then it's settled! You're mine now!" He wrapped his arms around you nuzzling his nose against yours. "And you're mine."

One piece- disco ball

20 minutes earlier...

"What the- how do they work this thing?" Ace walked into the laundry room to see his younger brother struggling with the washing machine. "Uhh... What are you doing? You normally don't wash your clothes yourself, unless- you lucky son of bitch!" Ace's eyes widened taking note of a girl's school uniform and beige panties peeking out. "Oh ho! Whose is it?!"

"Hey don't look you pervert!" Luffy yelled catching his brother's eyes stare at your underwear. "It's y/n's isn't it! Haha! Suck on that marco!" Ace laughed, pumping his fist. He helped luffy with the machine before running out to get his hard earned money from marco. "Take care of her anchor!"

"What do you take me for and don't call me that!" He yelled at the departing ace before turning to look at the working but empty washing machine. His jaw dropped looking down to see your clothes still in his arms. "Shit! I forgot to put it in! Well guess she's not going home tonight!" He laughed, gums peeking out as he rubbed under his nose.

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