An excess of speed and an assurance of client satisfaction
"She's an adorable little nekomata. Just whisper 'the parcel delivery is going to be late' in her ear while she's asleep, and she'll spring right up and start dashing faster than General Gorou does on the battlefield." - Yae Miko
A courier who works for Komaniya Express, a delivery company in Inazuma. She has twin restless tails and is a nekomata who loves human society.
◆ Kirara
◆ Cat Upon the Eaves
◆ Gold Level Courier of the Komaniya Express
◆ Vision: Dendro
◆ Constellation: Arcella
Komaniya Express, the famous delivery company in Inazuma, has a very special employee working under them. At a glance, she resembles an adorably dressed teenage girl with two tails swaying behind her. Though she treats each of her customers with kindness and generosity, secretly she sometimes takes to running quietly across rooftops to ensure none of her deliveries arrive late...
Though her obvious nature as a youkai drew more than few comments at first, as Kirara introduced herself with honesty and clarity time and time again while conducting her tasks with dutifulness and effectiveness, people not only dropped all lingering misgivings but even grew grateful for her presence. "Safe and punctuatal," "service assured," "vivacious and adorable"... These three phrases are words most commonly used to describe Kirara on the feedback board. Word is that if you give her a five-star rating or offer her some snacks, you might even see Kirara's face brighten with gratitude as her tails whirl with building joy.
To Kirara, her job is as precious as any jewel. She treasures everything about human society and is always overjoyed to behold the smiling faces of her customers. Thus, she gives her all to offer the best service she can for everyone she caters to. After all, if she finds herself fired by the company, all she can do is return being a youkai in the mountains.
Thankfully, her boss at Komaniya Express had never even considered the idea of releasing her. Contrarily, they privately asked Kirara if she wanted higher pay and to transition into comparatively less effortful secretarial work, but Kirara rejected their offer with haste. She didn't have the heart to tell her boss that, to her, every time she leaves to make a delivery, it feels like she's getting to enjoy an outing at the public's expense!
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hihi i love ur hurt/comfort and would like to make a request 🫶🏽 what do u think of reader/you getting injured somehow, and luffy being overprotective & needy about it?? 🫣
so i hope this satisfies your cravings
SPRAINED ANKLE: LUFFY x Y/N
(cw: est relationship, sprained ankle, food mention, kissing, cunnilingus, so many m dashes sorry lmao)
(a/n: this feels like a part 1 but im scared to promise anything in case i dont wanna)
Songs: "All the Stars" by Mree
words: 870
You’re sitting with your foot propped up on a pillow, at the foot of the crow’s nest. Bandages wrap around your sprained ankle, with a silver ice pack freezing your skin.
Luffy is screaming at Sanji for food, as usual, since it’s almost noon and he has to snack at least every three hours. You lick your lips, waiting for the sudden impact you know is coming.
Smack!
Luffy collides into your side, sending the ice pack flying. His arms are wrapped around your waist, his face already smushed against yours.
“Kitty!” He shouts directly against your cheek. You strain away from his megaphone of a voice, squirming in his elastic arms.
“Stop it,” you complain, swatting him away. He groans, slumping against you with his head buried in your hair. He sniffs, once.
“Sorry,” he says, muffled.
You wriggle out from under him, his arms loosely draped over you like ship’s ropes. He’s got his black coat on, with his scarlet cardigan left open over his sculpted torso.
He snaps his hands back to normal. It’s like reeling in a measuring tape.
“Sanji’s making salmon today,” he swipes at his nose, squatting next to you with his dusty sandals planted firmly on the deck’s wooden slats. He’s scanning the horizon, sky reflected in his dark chocolate eyes. He smiles back down at you, squeezing them shut.
“Let’s make snacks!” He lifts you up with strong arms, carrying you bridal style toward the kitchen. He squats down again, still cradling you, as he picks up the ice pack he’d scattered earlier. He stands, his arms under your shoulders and knees, and kisses the tip of your nose. You hide your face in his neck, and sniff.
Cedar.
His sandals slap against the deck as he carries you across. You let your head fall on his shoulder, your eyes slipping closed. He’s carrying you oh so gently, slower than any rubber-wrapped speed shot he usually does.
He side-steps you into the room, softly closing the door behind him. You lift up, expecting to see the kitchen, but you’re surprised.
Luffy’s quarters.
“Captain?” You ask, staring up at him, the sharp underside of his jawline above you. He smiles down at you, sparkling eyes heavy.
He sets you down on the mattress, ass first.
“Wanna taste,” he says, sliding his hands up your legs. He squeezes at your thighs, smiling brightly. The lantern suspended from the ceiling sways above him, rocking in time with the subtle movement of the ship. “S’okay?”
Desperate, you nod.
Captain Luffy smirks, sliding your shorts down with no further hesitation. He sniffs deeply at the apex of your thighs, his lips dusting over the coarse hairs. He presses a kiss to the mound, this place at the center of yourself. He thumbs down your outer lips gracefully, spreading you apart ever so slightly. His lips part in awe.
“Sweetness…,” he whispers, swiping the tip of his tongue across his bottom lip. He softly strokes down the hood of your slick clit. His eyes sear yours as he circles the swollen head, his lashes casting shadows over his squishy cheeks. He smirks. “Say please?”
“Pleeaassseee,” you moan, arching your hips. He snickers, and then leans down on his stomach to nestle his face in front of your cunt. He noses at your clit, smooching the base of your entrance. He stays there, for a second. Just silently reintroducing his face to your pussy.
His hand skims down your leg before he hooks his fingers beneath your knee, setting it over his shoulder.
Your sprained ankle finds a comfortable place beside his spine, and you settle back into the bed.
You close your eyes.
****
Luffy sucks on your swollen clit, stealing little kisses in between. His thumb presses inside your pussy, squirming around as he buries it deep. He slathers his tongue over you, starting to thrust his thumb inside and out. Something flutters around his digit—something deep like it’s at the center of the earth—something forbidden and unseen and you’re squeezing—
He hisses, “S’tight, shit—,” before sucking harshly on your clit as you squirm. He speeds up inside you, lust clouding his senses as you start to sound out your pleasure from beneath him. He stuffs his tongue inside you, slurping at your juices as you scream (cream)--so he laughs and laughs inside of you. His voice vibrates through your abdomen as you seize and squirm and start to unravel beneath his tongue and his teeth and he’s he’s he’s um oh god he’s———
Everything.
Spots dance in front of your eyes, so you try to blink them away. Spit drips down your face.
Luffy rasps over you, his wheezy breaths scratching in his throat.
“Kiss me,” you say, so he does.
His lips taste like you.
He groans as you slide your tongue inside his mouth, coaxing him to start stroking it against yours.
He swoons into the kiss, something high-pitched and squeaky sounding from the back of his throat. His body melts against you.
“Luffy…,” you whisper, bitten lips swollen and stinging as you both devour each other’s faces. Like animals, sometimes. He scrapes his teeth against your cheek. “So sexy.”
“Thanks, princess.”
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