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After you both settled into bed, Luffy crawled under the covers and reflexively cuddled up to your back. He smiled widely, kissed your shoulder, intertwined your hands. He began talking excitedly about your most recent adventures, Luffy always enthusiastically explaining how he beat his most recent foe. His animated face and gestures always making you giggle. This had become a routine for you two, talking about your days (even though most days you spend together) as you cuddled in bed. It was such a common occurrence that if you two were separated both of you had trouble sleeping.

But as your voices died down and Luffy's stories ended, his hand moved up to cup your cheek. He grinned as he leant down for a kiss. Luffy’s kisses were - just like the rest of him - unpredictable. Not that you were complaining. You never knew which way he was going to turn or what he was going to do next and you loved it. He kissed you quickly and passionately, like your lips were the only thing that mattered. His lips were soft and he was a good student in learning how to move them, his tongue, his hands. You rolled to face him, pulling your bodies close together. Feeling the warmth of his strong body always made you desire more than just kissing.

You weren’t sure if Luffy knew what sex was or if he wanted it at all. You knew he loved hugging and kissing, that much you knew for sure, but they never went further. His hands wouldn't go lower than your waist, his mouth only going down to your collarbone before coming back up to your lips. Even when you would feel something poking your thigh he never made a move to go further. You didn't think he was being a gentlemen, you just thought he didn't know that there was more.

You didn’t exactly crave sex either and were more than fine being his kissing and cuddling buddy, it was more than enough to see him in a way that no one else did. To see him running to you first after a battle, to comfort him, to feel his warm body against yours. But when his lips and tongue and touch moved like that, your desires took over and you wanted to go further.

You wondered if he had the same desire. He said once to you, “I never wanted to kiss anyone until you kissed me and now I can’t stop myself around you,” and you suppose you understood that. After all, he was busy on his adventure to become the pirate king and always starting fights at whatever island the crew landed on. It's not like he exactly had time to explore his romantic or sexual desires and yet, he still made time for you.

As you kissed each other hungrily you tried to keep your thoughts pure, but the air grew thick and your body was hot. His lips were too much and not enough. You wrapped your arms around his back, pulling him impossibly closer. You wanted more… does he want more too? Does he even know there is more?

“Luffy, can we try something?” You ask when he lets you up for air.

He blinked at you, then, “not now.” He said with authority, tangling your legs together and continuing to kiss you both of his hands on your face holding you to him. You’d roll your eyes if they weren’t in the back of your head.

When you have an opportunity, you push at his chest and sit up.

“Don’t leave.” He whines, "Fine. What did you want to try?" You smile at him, pulling him up into a sitting position as well.

You move to sit on his lap, your legs on either side of his waist, and as soon as you were settled he grinned and moved his head to kiss you, seeming to think this is just a better position. You put your hands on his cheeks and held his face still. He whined again, puckering his lips desperately. You giggled.

“I want to touch you,” you say.

He seemed confused, “You already are?”

You sighed, "I want to touch more of you."

His eyebrows drew together, head tilting, "You're already sitting on my lap, how much more can you touch?"

You tried again.

“Luffy, I want to make you feel good." You say lowly, moving your hands from his face to into his black hair, gently untangling his locks.

Again he seemed confused, “You always make me feel good.” He was reassuring you.

You sighed louder, maybe show and tell will work.

When you were done untangling his hair, your hands moved down his neck to his shoulders trying to massage the weight of the world off of them. He goes through so much to protect you, his crew, and the friends he makes along the way and never asks for any praise. The least you could do was praise him in your own way, plus you never would get used to touching Luffy. His strength, his warmth, his smile, everything about him dragged you in.

Your fingers moved underneath his red shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. It fell down to the bed below him. Your hands move down his strong arms, feeling the muscles, the warmth, the hair tickling you fingers. When you got to his hands you intertwined them with yours and brought them to your lips, kissing each of his knuckles. Thanking his hands for protecting him and for protecting everyone.

Luffy exhaled deeply, smiling, “That does feel good.”

You glance at him and asked, “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.” He said without hesitation.

You smiled and rewarded him with a sweet kiss to the lips. When you pulled away his lips followed you begging for more. You shook your head, not yet. You placed his hands on your hips looking him in the eyes telling him it was okay to touch you in a way that felt good to him. He seemed to understand because he look down at his hands on your waist and started to massage the flesh there with care. His hands starting to explore your body. You rewarded him with another kiss this time to his forehead.

"You're warm," he said in wonder, "and soft."

You placed your hands on his chest and started to explore him too. Your eyes following your hands as they moved over his strong pecs, the scar on his chest, his abs. Your hands moving up and down as it drove through the valley of his muscles. When you got to his waist, you moved your featherlight hands around to his back and continued to touch him, feeling his strong muscles underneath your fingertips.

Luffy's body shivered, you glanced at his eyes to see they were now closed. His mouth slightly open a bit of drool on his lip. You giggled softly. He looked relaxed, softly smiling at your laugh, his hands now massaging your thighs, your waist, your lower back.

When you were done explore his back, you moved your hands up and around his shoulders until they were at his front again. Moving then down, down, down until your fingers found the button of his shorts and undid it with shaky hands. You pulled down his zipper.

That’s when Luffy’s eyes opened, his hands stopped, he said your name.

Your hands pulled away immediately. You looked at him and blush deeply at the intensity of his eyes. He was staring at you as if he was seeing you for the first time. His dark eyes cloudy, confused, searching yours.

“Are you okay?” You asked him, “Is what I’m doing okay?”

He paused, still staring at you. He seemed to be trying to find words… perhaps trying to find what he was feeling.

“Luffy,” you said in a louder voice, “are you okay with what I’m doing?”

This seemed to snap him back to reality.

"No one's ever- touched me like this." He stared at you, you hoped you didn't make him uncomfortable, "But-" He smiled and nodded, saying honestly, “It does feel good.” He grasped your hands and brought them back to his waist, "Keep going."

You smiled back at him, capturing his lips again in a quick kiss. He nods at you when you pull away.

Your hands shake as you moved them slowly down to his shorts again. For as inexperienced as you knew Luffy was, you were just about as inexperienced. You'd been this far with someone, but not someone you cared about so deeply. Not someone you would see the next day, not someone who would wake up in your bed. Your shaking hands pulled his shorts open and your stomach flipped. You knew what you’d find in there, you knew there was no turning back now. It was hot in the room. Maybe we shouldn’t go further, you thought and then immediately said to yourself no, it's time you are ready you took an unsteady breath willing your hands to stop shaking.

Luffy said your name, grasping your hands. You looked at him and he asked, “Are you okay?”

Luffy was a lot of things and one of them was kind. He was also more perceptive than he let on. He knew when people were upset, uncomfortable, or sad. He knew that you were feeling nervous. Just hearing the concern in his voice, the feeling of his warm strong hands- it calmed you.

You took a deep breath, relaxing your body. This was Luffy, you told yourself, squeezing his hands. You trusted him with your life. He handled your heart, your body, your soul with care. You knew he wouldn’t make you go further… not that he knew exactly what going further meant. You knew he would be happy going back to kissing and never going this far again.

“Yes, I’m okay.” You smiled at him. And you were. He looked over your face and seemed to decide you were. He nodded, moving his head forward and capturing your lips. The kiss calmed you, warmed your body, reminded you why you wanted to go further.

With new found confidence, you opened his shorts again and pulled out his hard member. You wrapped your hand around him. Looking into his eyes once more to make sure he was okay - he nodded slightly. You moved your hand up to his tip and back down to his base. Luffy's breath shuddered, his brown eyes half closed. Your heart was hammering. While one hand moved up and down his shaft, the other rose to touch his chest exploring again. Luffy made a noise that made your head spin. You kept pumping your hand up and down, kissing his face. The moans he was making eliciting strong reactions out of you. You pumped your hand faster, his hands tight on your waist.

A few more pumps and his lower half jerked upwards, his head fell into the crook of your neck and he groaned loudly. His warm breath hitting your neck quickly as he reached his high. You kissed the side of his head, giving him praise.

When his body stopped jerking, his strong arms came up around your back and he pulled you close, so close you were struggling breathing a bit. He said your name over and over, snuggling his head into your neck as he calmed down. His head rose, his eyes locking with yours, and he kissed you so intensely that the only word you remembered was his name. He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours, catching his breath.

“That did feel good," he said, “can I try it on you next?"

𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 || 𝐋𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲

summary: in the pursuit to take down Enel, you’d pretended to accept his offer to become his wife. An offer which awakens a dormant and newfound feeling in your captain. genre: fluff cw: takes place during skypeia arc. minor spoilers wc: 0.8k

A piercing scream departs from your lips as wind rushes violently against you with no remorse. All while you free fall from hundreds of feet above ground to your impending doom. 

“Luffy! Do something!” You urge the boy who keeps a firm grip on his hat, and like yourself, is currently plummeting to his demise arms-length away from you.

Luffy regards you, your cry met with silence as he attempts to figure a way out of your shared predicament. 

A predicament transpired when you were unintentionally hurled out of Enel’s flying ‘ark’ by the self-proclaimed god himself, together with Luffy. 

And all you can do as you near the dense foliage of the forest below at a horrifying and alarming speed, is squeeze your eyes shut and mutter out a rushed prayer.

A prayer answered instantly when you feel yourself land on something soft and…bouncy?

Your body propels into midair. Once, twice, thrice it bounces up, then falls back down onto the mysterious springy surface—until the motion slows to a stop.

You slowly unclench your eyes when you hear soft groans emerge from beneath you, soon realising you were settled atop a blimp-size Luffy.

“Luffy! Are you alright?” You clamber off his pudgy, pot-belly with haste.

Luffy reverts back to his regular size, pulling himself upright. “I'm..okay.” He groans, massaging a hand to his hatless head, his black locks sprinkled with leaves and pieces of twigs.

“Good.” You squint up at the sky, hand above your eyes as you trail the ship gliding further away in the opposite direction. “Let’s get back to the others.” You say, about to take a step in the predetermined direction, only to be hindered by the familiar feeling of rubber arms wrapping around your waist.

“What are you doing?” You direct, tone flat, at Luffy who reels you in towards him.

“Mmm…taking you hostage.” He grins as your back comes to press, flush against his firm chest. 

“Hostage?!” Your mouth hangs wide, flabbergasted that your captain is considering playing a joke at a dire time like this. “Whatever this is Luffy; we’ve got no time for it.” You scold. “We need to get back to the ship.”

“No.”

Your brows furrow at his stubbornness. “No? What do you mean no?”

“No means no.” He says, innocently.

“Luffy?”

“Hm?”

“Don’t play with me.”

“Play what?” Luffy tilts his head to the side.  “I’m not playing anything.”

“Then let go.” 

“Nope.”

“Luffy—let. me. go.”

 “Nuh-uh.”

You growl, your tolerance of his sudden (prevalent) childish behaviour growing low. You attempt to squirm your way out of his hold. “Monkey D. Luffy, you better get your slimy, rubber hands off me or—”

“Not until you promise.” Luffy’s arms hug you closer to his warm body.

“Promise? Promise what?” 

“That you won’t be his.”

“His–who?” Your brows knit together, confused.

“Earlobes.”

In other words— Enel.

Back at Enel’s flying ship, when Luffy’d watched the lightning man wrap his pale arms snugly—possessively— around your waist, tugging you closer to his side, there emerged a foreign feeling in his chest accompanied by the sudden urge to rip his filthy hands off you.

And when you’d accepted his offer to become his companion? His wife? A lump settled at the bottom of Luffy's stomach and the feeling of a thousand needles pricked at his heart.

You stop struggling against his hold when he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck, the soft strands of his hair tickling your skin.

“I don’t want you to be his.” He pouts.  “So I'm not lettin’ you go until you promise you won’t become his wife.”

Earlobes? Wife? For a minute you fall silent as you attempt to put two and two together, your face scrunching and skin crawling in disgust when realisation hits you. “You airheaded idiot! Of course I’m not gonna be that narcissistic, lightning freakshow’s frickin’ wife!” 

Luffy perks up at your words. “You mean it?!” 

You heave an exasperated sigh. “Yeah. It was all a ploy.” You go on to explain your plan, concocted together with Nami to take down Enel when he’d lead you both to his ship.

A wave of relief washes over Luffy as he tunes out most of your explanation, and he smiles a wide smile, brimming with content that you’d never truly intended to become Enel’s bride.

 “Now. Will you let me—”

Your sentence goes unfinished when Luffy suddenly plops a wet kiss on your right cheek, before unravelling you from his rubber confines; a cry of joy bursting from lips.

And you stand there stock-still as heat courses its way onto your face, only returning to your senses when you hear the familiar shout of “Gomu, gomu no…” and whirl around to see Luffy’s body shooting towards the direction of Enel’s ship.

“Luffy, wait! You forgot to take me with you!”

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𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁𝘁𝘆 𝗭𝗼𝗿𝗼 𝗛𝗖𝘀

The self-indulgence train has left the station! Listen, I think about this man on the daily. Entirely too often, in fact. SO, here are some headcanons of what I think typical intimacy would be like with Zoro. I may make a gentler one in the future, I think this is just how...a majority of it would go. Again, self-indulgence.

CW: NSFW MDNI! Rough p in v, light impact play, dominant Zoro, Zoro is a goddamn menace, honestly he's a bully, use of the word 'slut'

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It’s no secret that Zoro is strong, and that doesn’t become clearer to you than the way he handles you in the bedroom

There isn’t a moment’s hesitation. As soon as he decides he wants you - FLIP! You’re over his shoulder.

Or over his knee.

Or on his lap.

Or directly on his face.

Zoro isn’t afraid to manhandle. He actually lives for it, loving the feeling of putting you exactly where he wants you.

If you’re in public, and you’ve both been getting a bit too flirty or hot and heavy, he’ll make the decision rather quickly. As previously stated, there you go, right over his shoulder. Like a potato sack with zero effort on his part. And if you protest, he’ll swat your ass playfully once you’re far away enough from prying eyes.

“C’mon, pretty girl. Let’s go.”

Because of his tendency to manhandle, you’ll change positions frequently during sex. Zoro doesn’t care if you’re already sweating and panting, right on the brink of a euphoric release. If he decides you’re not done, he’ll pull out, flip you over from your back and put you onto your stomach. If he wants a break, he’ll grab you up by your thighs and make you ride him. Once you’ve already finished once or twice, he’ll easily grab your waist and lift your cunt onto his lips, eating you with a hunger that rivals Luffy’s. 

If it weren’t for the fact that the man trains with the craziest weights you’ve ever seen, you’d be certain this was a new training regiment.

You’re not sure if it’s because of the testosterone or not, but he can go forever. It’s like an Olympic sport to him. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - anything this man sees as a competition, he’ll compete. And he doesn’t lose.

And the dirty talk? Maaaaaaan.

“Ah, there you go - just like that. Take it like a good little slut, wanna feel you whining for it.”

“See that? So wet and tight for me. Really that eager, huh?”

It’s fucking filthy.

It didn’t start that way, quite honestly - Zoro was stiff in the bedroom when you first initially became intimate. There was a certain discomfort that came from the idea of his crew hearing any sounds of pleasure from either of you. Once he got comfortable, though? This man grunts. The bed shakes, and he’s been known to grab onto the headboard for leverage as he rails into you.

If you’re on top? Yeah, he’ll make you do the work until he’s too impatient. Then he has a habit of grabbing your wrists, supporting himself on his heels, and thrusting into you as deep as he can manage. He’s not satisfied unless you’re bouncing wildly on top of him, drool escaping your mouth or tears prickling at your eyes.

Another thing that developed over time was his love for praise and worship. He enjoys treating your body with the same respect he expects in return. Run your hands over his biceps, lick at his abs, trace your fingers over his scars - that’s enough to ensure you won’t be walking straight the next morning. 

His balls are also extremely sensitive, so handle them with care, please. Especially when giving blowjobs - it's the quickest way to get him to cum, and he won't be happy if you take the shortcut.

As stated earlier, he wants you to worship his cock, running your tongue along his length and teasing at his head. He'll happily run his calloused fingers through your hair, whispering curses under his breath and telling you how well you're doing.

Another note - Zoro, quite honestly, is an ass and hips man. He loves grabbing handfuls of your supple flesh, kneading it as he either gives you long, deliberate strokes or pounds you into the mattress.

He’s been known to slap your ass, too, and even your cunt if he feels you’re not responding the way he’d like.

You can always tell how close he’s getting. There are two signs actually - he stays in a position for longer than a few minutes, and the language gets increasingly possessive. 

“Yeah, you like that? Scream my name louder, baby. Want everyone to know exactly who’s making you feel this good.”

"Feel that? That's all for you. Been thinkin' about this all day."

“There you go, watch how your cunt takes my cock. Like it was fucking - nngh - made for me. All mine.”

If you return the possessive language, call out that you’re his or that he’s yours, he'll reward you with a searing kiss. If you're in a position where this isn't possible, believe that he will make it possible.

And then, with a final chant of your name and several grunts, the release will finally hit him. And it’s always messy with an obscene amount of hot ropes of cum.

He’s developed a habit of riding it out for longer than necessary to the point of overstimulating the both of you. He’s claimed that it’s just because he wants to get every last drop of his seed in you, but you think it has more to do with the fact that he loses focus the moment orgasm fogs his brain.

Aftercare isn’t particularly special, but he’ll easily manhandle you once again into a cuddle. Just so he can immediately fall asleep after the workout you put him through (that he put himself through, but no point in telling him that.)

Mornings after are a little different, though. If you’re having a hard time getting around, he’ll happily carry you. Not without (playfully) bullying you for being unable to walk.

“Damn. Was I really that hard on you, or are you just that whiny? Here, lemme get you cleaned up.”

The only time Zoro really showers, aside from when you chide him for going too long without one, is when you shower together. He enjoys the simple intimacy, the companionship, and will wash your hair for you in return for massaging his muscles under the hot water.

Luffy week: Day 1 & 2 | Smile and favorite outfit :]

༄ zoro x reader (based on this ask)

zoro and yourself loved to taken naps together, the two of you often found huddled together somewhere on the ship; you gravitate towards one another. it feels natural, it feels comfortable to sleep next to zoro.

and as much as he'd like to deny it, he, in truth cannot.

zoro has grown used to your body resting next to his in slumber, leaning against one another, holding one another. zoro would also like to say that it means nothing to him — your entanglement that is. that the quickness of his heart when he wakes up to your soft snores isn't real, that the glare he throws that shitty cook anytime he comes near while your asleep has nothing to do with you at all.

at night, after hours of twisting and turning while waiting for everyone to fall asleep, you slip out of your quarters and go to find zoro. you find him awake already, waiting for you on the deck, this is your routine now. your little secret midnight meetings.

it's not as scandalous as it may sound, you meet up on the deck to fall asleep until the sun rises and the crew begins the days shenanigans. no one knows about it, you'd each sneak out on the deck, finding a comfortable spot and fall asleep in each others arms.

some nights, sleep is harder to come by, so you tell each other your thoughts, your dreams, silly stories you come up with on the spot, anything to help sooth the worries in your minds that keep you both awake.

you and zoro end up in a weird place between friends and crewmates and lovers, none of which you've really taken the time to discuss.

tonight, as per your routine, you sneak out onto the deck to meet zoro, under the starlit sky. you feel the excitement in your bones, the idea of his strong arms holding you against his chest making you giddy.

you find him at your favourite spot from the last few days. quietly, you approach him, wordlessly slipping into his embrace, and naturally, his body adjusts to holding you. comforting and firm.

there's a little blanket folded neatly by his side, once your settled comfortably, zoro pulls the soft fabric over your two bodies. tonight's colder, chilly air making you pull closer together; the flimsy blanket is barely enough to keep the both of you warm.

you bury your head in the dip of his neck, rubbing against the skin there for warmth. you're shivering. so to help, zoro tucks the blanket beneath him and rubs his warm calloused hands up and down your back, your arms, your thighs. you make a small sound when finger tips graze the fabric sitting close to your crotch and zoro freezes immediately.

it wasn't on purpose. he hopes you know him well enough not to assume he'd would.

you pull away from his neck to meet his gaze, his eyes wide as the stare back you and his fingers still frozen in an awkward position on your thighs.

"zoro"

"yes"

"i thought you were helping warm me up, why'd you stop?"

"didn't mean to touch ya there"

"well, you haven't moved away"

he looks deep in your eyes, searching for a hidden message or a sign — anything to help with figuring out what he already knows right now.

you decide on taking initiative, showing him the sign he was desperately seeking in your gaze; a hands on sort of demonstration.

starting by dragging your hands up and down his rippled back, his strong arms, his scarred chest, his thighs. you've keep eye contact when your fingers graze him the same way he did you.

one thing turns to another and your groping each others bodies, nosy hands wandering over whatever skin you can get to. clothes start to shed and the chill of the night becomes an after thought. the thin blanket covering you both no longer serving to keep the cold out, but rather to keep your warmth in.

"there's something else we could do"

"oh yea?"

"yea, lift you hips for me."

despite his words, zoro sounds shy. a slight tremble in his hands and a dark blush on his handsome tan face as he guides to lift your hips.

your watching his movements, as he slides two of his fingers through your folds. "quit staring"

it would be so easy to tease him right now, to poke fun, but you keep to yourself. well, you mostly keep to yourself. "you quit staring"

zoro doesn't say anything, somehow his face heats up further. his brows furrow at your remark, pulled together tight and annoyed with your constant back and forths (he loves it)

he continues rubbing your soft folds, spreading your wetness until he slips a finger in with ease, curling softly into your gooey walls. he'll shut you up another way. when your wet to his satisfaction, soaking his finger with your cum, he pulls out and replaces it with his cock.

shushing you as he helps lower you into him, sitting flush against his thighs, taking every single pulsing inch of him deep inside you. your nails dig into his shoulders, poor lip trapped in the ruthless attack of your teeth.

"that's itt, youre so quiet when you're full of me. maybe that's what you needed all along."

zoros pulls your lip free of your teeth with his thumb, he looks drunk; with hazy dark eyes, he looks like he's about to say something he shouldn't.

"i- i thi-... i like you." there's a pause in betty's words before finally blurts it out. it's so him, the way it happens. you can't help but smile against his chest, his arms holding you firmly. zoro might explode from how fast his heart is beating if he looks at you.

"and i like you silly marimo"

bonus!!

you fall asleep in each others embrace as per your routine, the only difference is the two of you don't wake before the rest of the crew — you wake up to the sound of something clattering on the floor, followed by the thud of something falling.

you're startled awake by it, cori's grasp on you tightens when he feels you moving around but he's still asleep and so your left alone to watch sanjis dramatic monologue about an oaf like zoro being with such a pretty lady and not with the distinguished gentleman (himself)

both of you are still entangled close together, in more ways than one, the only thing shielding the blonde from the view of your connected bodies being that thin blanket from last night. you try to quell him, explaining the situation but his dramatic soliloquy goes on. it won't be long now before every person ever knows.

shanks ver. law ver

head-on (luffy + touch)

monkey d. luffy x reader

from your first meeting to falling in love

part of my 5 senses collection

0.9k words

a/n: i always think luffy is kind of hard to write for, but he's such a sweetheart that it always ends up a little easier than i think it's going to be ugh what a cutie fr

the first time you come into contact with luffy, you quite literally run into him.

oof! a force that knocks you to the ground, and you're so dazed that you can only goggle at your perpetrator. a worn straw hat, a scar under the eye, a kind and mischievous gaze, and an extended hand like a sheepish apology.

"sorry about that," he offers you a smile and you can't help but smile back as you take his hand. his skin feels rough against yours and his grip is strong as he pulls you up.

"sorry," he says again. "i guess i should look where i'm going."

you finally find your bearings again, "no, it's okay. i could've been more careful too."

you give him what you hope is a reassuring look, and it looks like it's a success because the boy visibly relaxes. he extends his hand once more — only this time, it's with confidence and surety like he's done this so many times before.

"i'm luffy," he grins. "future king of the pirates."

+

every touch afterwards feels smaller in comparison to your initial run-in, but they feel like steps towards something — something bigger than you've ever known.

a poke to your arm, "y/n! lighten up, you're gonna get wrinkles from all that frowning!"

a bump of your shoulder against his, "no, but i swear i saw something moving in the water! y/n, did you see it too?"

knees touching, arms brushing past each other as he reaches into your bowl, "here, you have to try some of this pork chop — i betcha never had anything as good as sanji's cooking."

the feel of his warmth always lingers on your skin, and you assume it's unintentional; it has to be. surely, luffy is this friendly with everyone he meets. he's not like you, with your heart racing slightly and lips turned up in a small smile whenever he's near.

but your crush leaves you so far in your thoughts that you miss the signs that luffy might be just like you.

you don't notice his hand touching yours for just a moment longer, how he chooses to sit beside you at every meal, or that the space between you two gets smaller and smaller as the night goes on.

you don't notice, but luffy wishes you did.

+

"luffy, are you sure this is the way back?"

you step over a fallen log, pretty sure that you didn't see that hollow tree on your way to the well. nothing looks familiar, but then again, it is getting dark.

luffy's back stays within your view, his straw hat bouncing against his back, "yeah, it could be this way."

"could be?" you repeat. "so you don't know where we're going?"

he looks back with a cheeky grin, "what do you mean? we're headed towards an adventure, you didn't know?"

luffy looks so carefree, excited just to be exploring this island that any doubts you had dissipate right then and there. if he's having fun, then what does it matter if you take the long way back? little do you know that his excitement comes from exploring with you.

he knows that you don't even realize that he feels the same way you feel about him. you don't know how wonderful you are, how much he treasures the time you spend together. you're so unaware of the way you seem to glow against a backdrop of twilight blue; you're dazzling.

his heart skips when you smile back at him, "alright, let's go on adventure then. better make it quick though — it's getting dark."

"right, don't go getting lost on me now."

before you can protest, luffy grabs your hand. you marvel in how safe you feel with your hand at his; his touch always seems to set your heart at ease.

it's silly that you used to think his hands felt rough when they always hold you so softly. in your head, you like to think that it's because you could be special to him.

it's not the first time you've held hands, but when he gives you a light squeeze, instinct propels you to look up at him. surprised, you realize that he's looking at you with a tender look that you've never seen before.

in that moment, something clicks. has luffy always looked at you like this?

he gives you a small smile, and your heart gives a jolt of hope. before you can change your mind, you lace your fingers between his. if he's surprised by your boldness, he doesn't show it.

gently, luffy folds his fingers over yours and tugs you a little closer to him. with a ridiculously content look, he grins.

"about time."

+

"i think i'm in love with you."

those words still taste sweet on his tongue as luffy hugs you closer to him. he hooks his chin over your shoulder and you lean into him, the closest you've ever been.

somewhere behind you is the faint sound of sanji and zoro bickering, franky singing along with brook, and nami yelling at someone, but it falls on your deaf ears. all you hear is the lingering sound of luffy's confession and the soft rhythm of the waves.

you think back to the first time you met luffy, crashing into each other, and how it set the tone of your relationship from the get-go. no matter how careful you could've been, you and luffy were inevitable.

you look out at the horizon in front of you, the feeling of his lips gently kissing your cheek. this is what love is, you're sure of it.

and with the ocean as your witness, you fall head first into a future with a strawhat pirate captain.

"me too, i love you."

OPKisstober Day 4 // Stolen

w/ Luffy word count: 617 warnings: none but some non-descriptive bugs i guess??

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You certainly had enough of looking at beetles in various shapes and sizes, but you for sure couldn't get enough of the shimmering eyes of your captain, his face pressed against the glass of the cabinet that held probably a specimen of every single beetle up and down the Grand Line.

"Hey y/n, have you seen that one? With the big horns? Who do you think would win in a fight, me or them?"

Taking a long dramatic pause you looked back and forth between Luffy and the one particular bug he was pointing at, eagerly waiting for your response. Who allowed him to be this cute, was all you could think about in this moment; also toughts and prayers to every insect in the world that was brave enough to start a fight with your captain.

"I have a rough time deciding, but I think you could probably win this one, Luffy", you think out loud, pinching him in his soft cheeks while his sweet smiles widens. He truly had the ability to lighten up the room, to make you feel like everything is really gonna be okay. Spending a day off with him was like a dream. Though you loved your crew and sailing the seas with everyone, you also cherished the rare moments were it was just the two of you.

"Luffy, I'm gonna check out the museum shop. I assume you want to stay here a little longer?", you suggested which made him nod vigorously, eyes fixed again at the bugs as if they were a big chunk of meat prepared by Sanji. You smirk a little. "I'll meet you outside in a bit then."

You spend so much money in the museum shop that you surely will get in trouble with Nami later tonight, but you just couldn't leave without buying some souvenirs for the crew (and yourself of course). Also, hopefully Luffy will be excited when you hand him the plushie of the one particular beetle he was having wrestling fantasies about.

"Sorry for the wait!", you apologize when you see your captain already waiting for you outside at the stairs. It looks like he was daydreaming, when he suddenly looks up and greets you again with this big, warm smile of his and two waving hands.

"Let's go eat, y/n! I could eat a whole village!", Luffy exclaims, his stomach growling as if by command which made you both laugh out loud.

"Just one second, I got you something, Luffy!" Just as you were reaching for the bag, he suddenly comes a step closer to you, facing each other. Surprised about the sudden intimacy, you try to keep your cool, looking at him with wondering eyes.

"I also got you something, y/n. Close your eyes and hold out your hands for me."

Oh my, please don't let it be a bug, please don't let it be a bug, please don't let it be a bug.... sending a little prayer, you hesistantly close your eyes and stick out your hands, preparing yourself for the worst.

Turns out heaven got another plan for you, because otherwise your hands wouldn't suddenly be in Luffy's, squeezing them tight. And his lips, oh his lips... the second they touch yours, your whole body feels like it's on fire, as if it was struck by lightning. Was this a dream?

Everything was happening so fast and the moment you open your eyes again, still stunned, all you can see is your captain running, looking over his shoulder with a big grin and his cheeks blushing a little, gesturing you to follow him already.

"Food, now!! Come, y/n! I know what's for desert!"

need to redecorate

summary: y/n and trafalgar law are in a new relationship, but haven’t met irl yet.

cw: MDNI, smut, law being a creep, spit, slight dom!law, p in v fucking, edging

☆彡

~

he wonders how he was able to bag a girl like you. your supple skin, thick ass and thighs. he was obsessed with the way that you’re always wearing mini skirts that are just a tad too small. he love the pudge of your stomach that puffs so softly out of the hem line.

he’s here again, back at this overpriced indie coffee shop. he knows your exact order and the approximate time frame of your arrival. he is waiting for you. not to pick you up or grab a coffee with you. but to get more images for his collection.

she was so perfect ‘n bubbly he thought, needed to capture her in every moment. when you’re grocery shopping, picking up meds, soaking up some sun while you’re in your backyard. he even has some tasteful shots of you undressing.

he finally notices you leaving the coffee shop with your cup in hand and hips swaying softly.

he has a drone. he would never bring his camera out like this, not where people could see him being a freak. his best shots always came from his camera though. the harder to get the sweeter the treat he thought. but with you just running errands, this would have to do. he’s lucky to have found one small enough to just slip past your mind and not notice it.

he glides the flying camera in your direction, lining up the angles perfectly. “my angel, such ‘n airhead. how have you not found me out yet.” he sighs and takes multiple shots of your body. he absolutely cannot not wait for these photos to develop, you looked delicious.

~

he is now hanging up his prizes from the day onto his wall. carefully placing each one with a few command strips, he could never damage his works of art with a stupid tack. ugh the thought of that disgusts him. law thinks he is a famous photographer. his works should be hung up in a museum (his bedroom).

he was especially excited for tonight though. such a cute and sweet event. tonight he’d get to watch a movie with you and it was also your one month anniversary. getting to see your face on his monitor would make his day. you always looked so innocently beautiful in the setting of your pretty room. sitting there listening to him speak with your dolly eyes.

it never felt weird being in a relationship with you considering you’ve never met in person. it’s been mentioned, but somehow one of you is always unavailable. one month isn’t even that long, he thought. i’ll be ready soon, i just uhh need to ‘redecorate.’

~

“happy one month anniversary babiee!!!” you sang on the other line. oh how you looked so stunning for him. silk cami resting pretty on your neckline and no bra. you felt so cheeky. seeing the attractive man on the other side sent butterflies to your tummy. his dark features cascading in his dark room. truthfully, kinda eery but ohhh so sexy.

his face warmed up at the sight of you. smiling warmly. his golden eyes picking up beautifully in the screen of your small laptop. “y/a ya~. happy anniversary,,,, ~pookie~.” he giggles at that last part. he’s definitely picking up some your language even if he denies that he isn’t.

after assessing our options. law agreed to your suggestion. we were going to watch {MOVIE}. law had everything all set up and had the movie on pause. “you have your snacks baby?” his voice was getting crunchy in the speakers of your old computer. stupid internet. you hummed and cuddled up with your blankets waiting for him to press play.

~

“babe.”

… he didn’t hear you.

“baby.”

“hmm?” his confused little face popped into frame. “yn ya~ what’s wrong?”

you sighed whilst sitting up, meticulously propping up on your tits so he could see you better. “the movies’ so blurry. can’t i just come over~”

law could hear you loud and clear. ‘come over?’ he thought. fuck what was he going to do. he’d love nothing more than for you to come lay with him and ‘watch’ movies. there’s just a small problem, his shrines. it’s about time you two get together, he just needed to be careful.

quick calculations and possible solutions are racing through his mind. uhhh she lives about twenty ish minutes from my place,,, i think i can do something.

he hesitated before speaking, “uhhm y- yea let me send you my address.” him actually agreeing made you so happy! you finally got to see you cute boyfriend! and on our anniversary too, what a treat! cartoony hearts were practically spinning around your head.

“oh okay!! i’m just gonna grab my things ‘n i’ll come over” you blew law a quick kissy through your camera and shut off your monitor. you were so excited.

“shit- twenty minutes to ‘redecorate’, i can do this.” law is panicking.

~

your bag’s keychains jingled against your body as you made your way up to his door, wrist immediately knocking agains the wood. a few moments pass as you anticipate his presence.

when you saw him standing there in front of you you were in awe. his skin glowing under the moonlight, he looked so perfect. was he sweating?

“y/a ya~” his voice is dripping with honey. it made you feel numb. he leaned down to kiss your lips. slender fingers coming to hold you cheek. your lips met his, his taste making you feel intoxicated.

“happy anniversary pretty~ let’s get inside” he reaches for you hand and you can’t help but notice how clammy they are. awe was he nervous? teehehe such a cutie.

~

movie long forgotten, law had you pinned beneath him. eyes assaulting every inch in your body. his thin fingers moving themselves to push on the plush of your inner thighs. “you’re so soft baby~” his fingers were toying with the seams of your panties. “‘nd soo wet already huh?” his eyes flicker to your own.

“shhhiiit ahh~ mhm yes laww” you whine out, dying for a taste. seeing pictures is nowhere near comparable to the real thing. you can already see his dick in his jeans and can’t help but arch your back at your imagination.

“want to feel me baby? let me take good care of you.” he sees your eager nodding and slips you out of your your soaking panties. his fingers are fumbling as he is trying to lower his boxers and unzip his jeans. “god yes law pleaSE.” two of his fingers slip past your fold with ease. noticing your arousal he swirls his digits around, collecting your juices. fuck your so slick, he wraps his fist around his thick cock to spread your liquid. he hisses at the relief.

“gonna fuck you good doll, just say my name for me, okay?” he whines as he gets to push just a little bit past his tip “shhhiiiitttt.”

“law please baby .. haahh~ more hmm.”

you can’t help but moan at his painfully slow movements. you can see it in his face too, the way his eyes are squeezed shut, it’s easy to tell that he wants to move too, but fucking you slowww is driving the both of you insane. his rhythm is picking up causing you to drool and mutter nonsense.

he puts a finger on your mouth pressing down firm against the pad of your tounge then moves to get in between your teeth. he’s adding one more digit to your mouth before using them to try and spread your mouth.

“open your mouth yn ya~” his eyes are lust filled as you see him start to collect spit in his own. he is fucking you faster now and with each thrust and shake, you’re eager to open your mouth for him. wanting to accept any liquid he has to offer.

“such a filthy girl y/a.” he missed, just a little. his fingers come up to rub some of the saliva away. you swallowed the remaining liquid and beg for him to go deeper. “fuck y/n you want it that bad huh, haaah~ tell me,, who’s pussy ‘s this?” his hand come to lay on your neck, squeezing tightly on both sides of your windpipe. he is struggling to hear you and pulls his dick out. “speak baby~”

feeling his length suddenly go missing from your cunt has you in tears. you were so close and full, now nothing. “law fuckk baby i was gonna cu-” he cuts you off and squeezes on your neck harder. “i said whos fuckin pussy ‘s this?”

white spots are forming in the corners of your vision, too close to your orgasm to black out now so you fight to speak back to him. “ahh, it’s ‘s yours law!! fuck- only yourss~” his grip on you looses ever so slightly but still keeps his hand there.

his lips curl into a smirk as he lines you up again. his heat filling you just right, and hearing his breathy whimpers were just enough to get you there. “such a good girl for me fuckk taking me so well baby i feel you suckin me in haahh-”

his dick so perfect for your hole, leaking soo much for him. cleanching down hard, you are ready for release. “law~ fuck s-so close, please uSE ME!” he lifts your knees to hit your most sensitive spot harder. his hips working against your aching body recklessly. you could tell he was close.

“shiit just just like tha baby,, right- ahh right fuckING THERE AHHH KEEP- keep goiNG♡” you walls are contracting hard on his cock almost milking him. your legs are shaking violently as you feel your orgasm start to take control of your whole body. hearing his moans has you squirting around him.

“fuck baby where do you want me to cum?”

comeing down from your high you manage to respond to him. “come on my tits.” you pull your shirt up slightly so he could decorate your pretty breasts with his semen.

he thinks your such a dirty girl and he’s obsessed with it. he pulled his thick, dripping cock from your hole and tightly squeezed around his creamy base. fuck he looked soo good like this, you could practically see his eyes rolling back as he fucking his fist above you. glimmers of sweat beaded on his forehead has him looking so angelic, it’s making your tummy do flips again. a gasp leaves his lips as he shoots his hot load across your breasts and swollen nipples. his breaths sending shockwaves to your aching cunt. he falls down close to you and kisses your forehead.

“happy one month y/n ya~”

~

after suddenly waking up, you notice a rough edge scratching your arm. reaching in between his mattress and the box spring, you pull on the foreign object and discover it’s a loose photo. oh it’s you. you giggle. you find him so endearing and obsessive…

unfortunately for him it was a blurry one, but you had an idea. while law was asleep, fucked out, you decided to gift him something better. his polaroid was placed on his desk so you had a mini photo shoot. you took only a few, one of your tits, still somewhat crusted with his cum. and a couple of your thighs and ass. and the final touch being a lipstick kiss stain in the corner of each one. you placed the camera back in its spot and tucked away your custom pieces of art with his other photographs. he will find them eventually. teheheh you’re welcome my love xx

*& we sleep again zzz*

an: y/n is a freak

to teach a captain - part 1 (luffy x reader 18+ fanfic)

summary: Luffy walks in on you touching yourself, and things quickly get out of hand.

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7

rating: 18+ explicit, minors do not interact!!

tags: pwp, nsfw, smut, sexual content, masturbation, cluelessness, luffy is a curious guy, reader is a member of the straw hat crew, post-time skip, second-hand embarrassment, no spoilers, no use of y/n

A/n: My first multi-part fic. I'm so glad people enjoyed it on ao3, so I'm posting it here! Enjoy!

words: 2.1k

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Something gnawed at you all day today. It wasn’t until you were munching on the assorted fruit that Sanji prepared for the girls after breakfast that you realized the feeling. You watched your captain sit comfortably on the head of the Sunny, staring out into the open blue, when the very thought snapped into your mind. 

You haven’t touched yourself in a while, and it was well due for a session. 

Typically, you don’t pleasure yourself outside of your bath time due to the lack of privacy on the ship, but showers have been rushed since Sunny's recent island escapade that you havent had the time. Since then, the crew regained their idle hours, and man, the level of horniness told you things needed to happen now. 

You set your bowl of fruits beside the deck railing and quickly dart to the girls’ room. Typically, you would never imagine doing the deed here, but Nami and Robin were busy on the ship and typically would stay above deck all day. None of the boys dare go in the girls’ room for fear of Nami’s wrath, so you don’t need to worry about someone barging in.

You reach your dresser tucked in the corner of the girls’ room and search under all the mess of clothes. At the very bottom, you pull out a small purple dildo and some lube and plop down on your bed. You didn’t bother shutting the door all the way; from the way you were feeling, you knew it wouldn’t take long.

You spared yourself from any niceties to get yourself in the mood. You peel off your pants and underwear and leave your top on, instantly wrinkling the smooth sheets of the mattress. 

When the silicone head tapped your clit, you already felt sparks. You knew you needed relief. Now.

The silicone base was lubricated in seconds, and you revel in the way your pussy quickly molded to the length of your little helper. It didn’t take long to start pumping it in and out of you. 

You know your arousal wouldn’t let you last long, but showing your pleasure would make you cum faster. You threw one arm over your eyes and arched your head back. Your legs splayed on your sheets that shaped a lazy outline around your body. Your toes clutch at the rivets the sheets have made, you clench your fingers around your toy in the same way your palm clenches your breast, kneading and pumping and thrusting in all the right ways.

“Fuck yes.” You moan out, your hands grab at anything around you, from the loose strands of your hair to the loose shirt to the tangled sheets, before covering your face again. You arch into the mattress, opening up your legs more as you pound into you. 

You breathlessly pant, feeling your climax already brush up. 

Yes.

In and out, you pushed your toy, swallowing it down so well over and over until, finally, that tight coil started to stutter. God, you need it so badly now, those sloppy pumps to reach you there until you can no longer think about anything except your hand clawing right over your eyes, ready to muffle your screams over and over again. You’re so close now, so desperate to reach the line that your hips buck into your hand, biting your lip hard to impress into the skin forever, your light moans and whimpers are barely controllable as you start to climb.

Yes…

You wonder how much you’ll need to muffle your orgasm when that toy dick plunges into you just right, practically making you whimper.

You gasp when you feel it coming closer and closer and…

“Yes!”

“You left your fruit thingys.”

A voice from the doorway, so joyful that you know who said it before you looked up in horror. Luffy smiles, which quickly dissolves into confusion when he sees your face.

You immediately jump up and yelp, grabbing the blanket from your bed to cover your bare bottom, but it was too late; you know Luffy see everything in your legs and the things in between. 

“Hey, what’s that you’re doing?” Luffy asks, turning his head at you.

“Luffy?! What the fuck, dude, go away!” You scream at him.

“Huh? What did I do?”

“Luffy, holy shit, I’m not doing this with you—fucking leave!” You panic, grab the nearest thing, and throw it in Luffy’s vicinity.

It was your bottle of lube, which cracked open on impact and landed against the wall with a grimy splat!

He stepped back as a frown pillaged his face.

“Whatever, I’ll eat them myself!” He yells, darting down the hall. The sounds of fruit scarfing quickly start before fading away.

Your hand, once stuttered in the air from throwing your projectile, now slumps onto the sheets. Your entire body follows, until your head locks into the nearest pillow and you scream out all the embarassment trapped in the air. Your muffled screams last longer than you would’ve liked.

If Blackbeard himself walked up to you right now with a rhinestone encrusted pistol loaded to the brim and aimed at your forehead, you would’ve let him pull the trigger.

——

It wasn’t until a few hours later that the ship reached the next charted island.

“We’re here!” Nami’s voice rings through the ship, causing everyone to gather on the front deck.

“Alright, welcome to Tashini, home of entertainment! We are going to stock up here before heading out tomorrow night.”

“Suuper! I need to stock up Sunny on some more cola.” Frankly sings, grabbing a backpack about the size of his fist. It looks microscopic compared to his large back. 

“You said there were things worth looking at, right, Nami?” Zoro asks. 

“Yes! Tashini is known for its numerous entertainment districts and has killer drinks that pair best with the local food.” Nami winks, knowing how Zoro is.

“Hey, sounds good to me,” Zoro says, gathering his swords on his sheath.

Nami calls out your name. 

“You ready to go shopping?” She asks.

You freeze a little, looking around the ship for something to say. From what happened earlier, you feel like going out today would stress you out more. On top of that, the girls would notice something wrong and want to know all the details. On a whim, you clutch your stomach.

“Oh, ah, I’m not feeling good today. Mind if I stay back and look over the ship?” You stay, patting your skin down slightly. Nami tilts her head at you with slight surprise.

“Aw, really? That’s too bad,” Nami says, “Sure thing, we can shop another time.”

“I hope you don’t mind if Nami and I go alone.” Robin giggles.

“Not at all. You have fun without me, and I can join you girls next time. Keep your eyes peeled for anything I would like.” You smile, and the girls both agree.

That went better than planned, you think. Maybe this can help me relax from what happened a few hours ago.

You hear footsteps behind you until they suddenly stop a foot next to you.

“I feel sick, too!” Luffy said. “I need to stay on the ship.”

You froze, realizing the voice of your captain was right behind you, making you jump in surprise. It seems you’re not the only one to do that.

In fact, there have been a few times when the crew reacts in such surprise to Luffy, either widening their eyes or dropping their jaws in awe. In every case up to now, nothing could stop him from head-first cartwheeling to the newest island.

Sanji wacks him on the head.

“Huh?! There’s no way you are, Luffy; you were perfectly fine a minute ago! Jeez, you’ve been hanging out with Usopp too much.” Sanji groans. 

“Yeah!” Usopp says, “He’s been hanging out with me too—hey, wait a minute! What do you mean by that?!” Ussop practically steams out of his ears, being so bewildered about the most obvious thing. You all know Usopp loves to act sick anytime he detects a whiff of danger.

This causes the boys to argue about Usopp’s previous severe “diseases” that he’s managed to catch every time he senses danger. Still, you can’t forget the lingering gaze Luffy gives you in between, which makes you turn away in embarrassment. The last time he saw you was… then.

Sanji pipes up.

“Besides, I thought you wanted to try that world-famous fried squid that the town’s known for. You were yapping about it all day yesterday!” He says.

Luffy perks up, seeming to regain his previous exigency. “Oh, yeah. Never mind, let’s go!” Luffy says, now confidently strutting off the deck with no symptoms, ultimately confusing the whole crew. 

Sanji shrugs in defeat and sighs. “I’m not even going to ask,” he mutters. He joins the rest, getting off the Sunny.

“Do you need me to stay here and look at you?” Chopper asks you. He looks up at you with concerned eyes that melt your heart. You feel a tinge of guilt for lying and making him worry.

“Oh, it’s no problem, Chopper. I know you wanted to get more supplies for the sick deck. Just work your magic when you come back, okay?” You know how much he was looking forward to this. You definitely didn’t want to keep him behind.

“Alright, if you insist.” Chopper gleams, shaking from excitement. “Let’s go, guys!”

“Let’s meet at dusk, everybody. That’ll give each of us a few hours before we need to leave,” Nami calls, earning a hearty agreement in unison. 

You watch them slowly trek into the horizon, heading out in individual directions to start their journies. Your eyes lingered on Luffy, the outline of his shadow with hands looped behind his head and his chest held high. It looked like he didn’t have a care in the world until you lost his figure to the island's horizon.

—

You take in the quiet atmosphere of the Sunny in the absence of the rest of the crew. It was like night and day, and you would be lying if you said you didn’t like it. Total peace and quiet is a yearning you have now and then, especially after living with a bustling crew daily. 

About an hour after everyone left, you take this time to do some chores you’ve put on the back burner. After tidying up your space, you start a steady line of folding the girls' laundry. Even with Nami’s small clothes, the amount of baby tees and bikinis she has en masse is enough to fill up all of the lockers if they’re not compressedly folded. You’ve had to learn that from experience more than a few times.

If your little interaction with Luffy hadn’t happened earlier, you would’ve taken this time to beat off now. Unfortunately, the guilt and embarrassment from the whole situation turned you off. You vow to never again touch yourself outside of your regular scheduled shower and bath times. 

You sigh. What could you even say about this morning? Luffy is your captain, the one who asked you to join as his nakama in the first place, someone you’ve trusted with your life along with the other crewmates, and it wasn’t exactly ideal to have him walk in on you booty butt-naked. God, you could dissolve into the earth’s core from all the embarrassment! 

It was not your proudest moment, but knowing Luffy, there’s not much left to do except hope he’ll forget it and you two can put it behind you in no time. Knowing him, it’s the most likely scenario.

After the last few articles, you stretch your legs and walk up to the deck to ensure everything’s okay. You doubt anybody would raid the fearsome Strawhat ship, but you’ve been surprised quite a few times since joining the crew. 

You walk to the door, but it suddenly bursts open before you can reach the handle. The lightning-fast momentum of it almost wacks you in the face, causing you to scream and jump out of your skin. 

“Hey, I found you!” It was the voice of the man who swung that poor door open. 

The one you wanted to avoid this whole time.

“Luffy?!” You yell, “What are you doing here? I thought you were out with the others on Tashini?”

“I snuck back here when Sanji and Ussop weren’t looking,” Luffy smiled. “I wanted to talk to you.”

I Missed You

The strawhats are chilling during a rare calm day on the grand line. Luffy comes to hang out with reader. They're in a relationship, but still pretty early on so they haven't really done anything physical yet. Luffy has a wet dream and wakes up eager to finish it off.

Pairing: Monkey D. Luffy x afab!reader

CW: established relationship, Luffy’s clingy, very slight somno, dry humping, Luffy's in control, minor voyeurism, typical Luffy antics/behaviours

WC: 1.1k

18+ MDNI

You’re sitting in the crow’s nest of the Sunny, reading a book as you soak in the afternoon sun. It was a quiet day on the Grand Line, something that rarely happened. Everyone was taking advantage of the peacefulness of the day to relax. Zoro was napping on the deck while Sanji was cleaning the kitchen. Nami was working on her maps, Robin was with Franky helping him fix the ship, and Brook was off working on new music, the muffled sounds of his song drifting up to you in the crow’s nest. Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp were messing around somewhere underdeck.

Your eyes snap up to where a hand has gripped the edge of the nest. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion before Luffy comes into view, having slingshot himself up from the main deck.

You laugh at the sight of him perched on the banister. He grins at you, hopping off to sit down next to you.

“What’s up?” You ask, setting your book down and turning to face him.

“I missed you,” He pouts.

“You saw me an hour ago!” You laugh.

He grabs your hips and pulls you into his lap. You let out a surprised gasp as he holds you tightly to him.

“An hour’s too long.”

You giggle into his chest while he strokes your hair. His grip loosens on you as he casts his eyes skywards.

“I like these clouds. That one looks like meat!” He giggles. You laugh at him, rolling your eyes slightly.

You turn in his lap so that your back is pressed against his chest. You grab your book from the ground and return to reading.

You stay in his lap for hours. He fell asleep minutes after joining you, snoring lightly in your ear.

The sun is setting when you feel Luffy’s grip on you tighten. He whimpers softly in your ear. You still.

His hips push against yours in his sleep, and you gasp at the feeling of his hardness pushing against your ass.

“Luffy?”

He doesn’t respond, but his hips grind into yours again. You’re frozen, unsure what to do. Should you wake him up?

He whimpers again, pulling your ass down against his cock and grinding against it. You let out a moan, and you feel him still.

Your eyes squeeze shut as you bite your lip. You hadn’t meant to make any noise, but it had just slipped out.

“Y/n?” His voice is scratchy from sleep.

You reposition yourself in his lap, straddling him so that you are face to face.

 “Did I wake you?” You ask, voice guilty.

He shakes his head groggily. He looks confused. Hesitantly, he grips your hips. He grinds them against his own and moans softly at the friction.

“Is this okay?” He asks quietly.

You nod, feeling pleasure shoot up your spine from the friction of him moving your hips against his.

The seam of your pants rubs right against your clit, making you moan with every movement.

Luffy’s cock is rock hard underneath his shorts. You can feel your arousal gushing out of you as the pleasure builds.

Luffy’s lips meet yours in a greedy, messy kisses. His tongue slips into your mouth, tangling with your own. He moans into your mouth as he picks up the pace of your hips grinding against his.

The kiss is all teeth and tongue as he starts thrusting his hips up into yours. Your lips are wet from the messy kiss, but you don’t care.

You grip his vest tightly, holding on for dear life as he moves your body for his pleasure. It’s intoxicating, to be used like this. The coil in your stomach winds tighter with each pass of his hard cock against yours soaked pussy.

Luffy grows more vocal, a constant stream of whines and moans spilling from his lips as his movements grow even more frantic.

“Feels so good, sweets. Fuck, I’m getting close.”

You nod in agreement, unable to speak.

He laughs as he pulls back enough to see your face. “You look so pretty like this. All dazed out. It’s so cute.”

You blush at his words. He thrusts up against you two more times and you’re cumming. You muffle your cries by burying your face into the crook of his neck as fluid gushes out of you. You fall limp against him as he continues to grind your hips over his.

His hips jerk a few more times against yours before he holds you still. You can feel his cock twitch a few times before liquid seeps out, dampening his shorts and your pants. He moans loudly as he cums, fingers digging tightly into your hips, no doubt leaving bruises.

He keeps you pinned to him as you both catch your breaths.

“I liked that,” He whispers into your hair.

“Me too,” You giggle tiredly.

“Could you two shut the fuck up!” Someone yells from down on the deck.

Your head snaps up and you shoot a fearful look at Luffy. He frowns, reluctantly removing you from his lap to stand up and look down at the deck.

“Oh, hey Zoro!” He exclaims, waving with a laugh.

You cover your face, embarrassed to know that the green haired swordsman had no doubt heard the entire thing.

“You woke me up,” Zoro shouts. You can hear the scowl in his voice. “Next time you two wanna fuck, do it somewhere private.”

“Oh,” Luffy giggles. “We didn’t actually fuck though.”

“Luffy!” You exclaim, grabbing his hand and yanking him back down before he can embarrass you further.

“What? It’s true!”

“You can’t just go around telling people!”

“Oops,” He giggles again, and you can’t possibly stay mad at him when he looks so cute.

“Is Zoro gone?”

He peeks over the banister to check, and nods.

You let out a sigh of relief. “Okay, good. Let’s head down and get something to eat.”

His face lights up at the thought of food. He grabs you and jumps down from the crow’s nest with you in his arms, eliciting a terrified shriek from you.

“Luffy what the fuck?!” You exclaim once you’ve landed. You hold onto him tightly, staring at him in horror.

“What?” He laughs. “I’m hungry! That was faster.”

You let out a long-suffering groan at your boyfriend’s antics. He sets you down and rushes into the kitchen, yelling for Sanji. He doesn’t even wait to see if you’re following as he barges in, eager to eat.

You watch him go with an annoyed yet affectionate smile on your face before trailing after him with a sigh.