garbageman!endeavour who notices how you only seem to remember to bring out the trash once you hear the truck rounding the corner of your street — sporting your fluffy pink gown and equally as fluffy pink sliders as you waddle out of your house with multiple bags in tow.
and because garbageman!endeavour is on road ahead duty, he always catches you do it whilst hes leaning against the brick wall of your apartment complex, sly smile on his face as you seem to struggle.
“need any help?” he’ll gruffly ask each time, and you always reject.
but garbageman!endeavour knows the only reason why you reject his help is through pride, because when you come up to him for quick chats after you’ve dumped the bags, your breath is always haggard.
“no. but ill tell you when i do.”
and garbageman!endeavour has to think twice about whether the way you bat your lashes at him, or the way you always comment about how big he is, means anything. it can’t, because surely you see the fat silver band that he always adorns on his left index finger and heed the frequent passing mentions of his kids.
but one week, garbageman!endeavour notices you’re out earlier but with no bags in tow and how the cut of your gown is much lower than it needs to be.
he nods you a good morning from the wall, no words leaving his mouth in case they end up betraying him but he didn’t have to — you were ready to do that for him.
”not gonna ask if i need any help today?” you muse
garbageman!endeavour cautiously looks between you and the garbage area behind you.
“you usually dont need my help”
“but today i do.” you say as you start to walk towards the side gate of your apartment complex building.
garbageman!endeavour knows he shouldn’t have followed you back there, and mentally apologises that his wife forgive him, because you don’t even have to initiate anything before he’s pressing you against the wall and laps his lips against your exposed skin.
it doesnt take long for things to escalate. garbageman!endeavour knows hes short on time and so hes frantically tugging the rope of your fluffy gown instead of simply untying it. when the gown parts, hes trying his best to get an eye full of your voluptuous body, even tells you to ‘leave it on” once he sees you trying to shrug it over your shoulder
garbageman!endeavour easily frees his cock from the restraints of his grubby work trousers rather than tug it down, his weapon long and flushed pink at the top. you want to marvel in it’s length and size but garbageman!endeavour isn’t giving you the time to as he quickly scoops you up with no qualm at all — one hand on your back and the other underneath your ass — and hovers you over his cock. he easily slips himself inside of you, and he lets out the most desperate moan because your cunt is so much warmer and snuggier than he could ever imagine.
garbageman!endeavour doesnt even let you adjust! already his hips are pistoling back and forth like an animal in heat, his big hands surprisingly holding you securely in his grip.
and you feel so thrilled yet so disoriented because who knew a man was strong enough to hold a woman like you without any support?! not forgetting how full you feel taking him because he fills you up in all the ways you couldnt imagine.
the two of you romp as garbageman!endeavour holds you mid air, your insides clench over his mighty cock and garbageman!endeavour is sure he’s seeing stars
the position isn’t sturdy concerning garbageman!endeavour is holding all your weight and so you latch an arm around his shoulder. but still, hes got you good enough that you’re able to use your other hand to clamp the fat of your breast and pinch at the perky nipple, the sensation euphoric in accumulation with garbageman!endeavour long thrusts.
but time is growing short because garbageman!endeavour can hear the churn of the truck and the shouts of his colleagues nearing your corner — but still — he’s determined to finish what he started.
“shi’. shit im gettin’ there.”
he feels your hand try to push away from him but your moans are just as wanton as his.
but garbageman!endeavour’s too committed, too pussy drunk to heed your signs seriously. because he’s so determined that he needs this. that he needed to leave you with a reminder of him, a reminder that you needed his help.
but in all honesty, you already knew this was going to be the outcome. clearly, seeing as he was a man with four kids.
“f-fuck, imma…i ha’v tuh—”
before you know it garbageman!endeavour is slightly hunching over as he unsolicitedly pours his wet seed inside of you, his groan guttural as he finishes loudly besides your ear.
garbageman!endeavour was a fan of the experience — surprised he didn’t feel much guilt afterwards either. the man was wretched enough to sleep besides his wife each night with no qualm or plagued mind about what he’d done.
that is, until a few months down the line, he notices how you still waddle to bring the garbage out front, but because of your rounding belly that peaks from underneath your gown.
{Muzan x F!reader}
{part two here}
summary: Humans are weak, feeble and imperfect. And yet, you somehow caught the attention of a very powerful, albeit lonely, demon lord.
warnings: hints at an illness/ weak body, slight yandere muzan?
A/N: SORRYYYY!!! I haven’t been writing much but I have exams and stuff... anyways!!! my love for this demon is incomprehensible <3
- - -
The pale moonlight shown brightly from above. Illuminating the path in which you were to take home. You grumbled as you tidied away the objects of your stall, even a simple task such as this proved difficult in your feeble state.
Sighing your head turned in the direction of your family home, only your path was obstructed by the shadow of a threatening presence. You smiled and called out the man, querying if he had any needs you could fulfil. The man appeared uninterested and frankly bored with you. However, he turned to face you when he finally decided to reply.
“What’s a girl doing out alone at night? Aren’t you aware of the predators that lurk in the shadows?”
His questions hindered no ill will, simply driven by a burning curiosity. His ruby eyes bore into you with such a passion you could swear it be hunger.
You smiled gently gesturing to the objects you had yet to pack away into the basket you were to carry home. See you were the eldest of three girls, with no men to support the family you were forced to do so alone while your sisters learned the proper etiquette of becoming a full fledged women.
There was much expected from you, with the passing of your father a few years ago your world had been turned upside down. You were expected to dress, act and speak properly. You were expected to carry out the roles of a future lady to be. However, you were expected to run your family’s sides business. You were expected to carry out the hard manual labour of what should have been left to a son or a worker. But with you family left without a man to aid your family you were forced to take the reigns.
When you spoke again your voice was an octave lower and tone a little more cautious. You held up a small bag, roughly the size of a purse and pointed to it with the same gentle smile gracing your lips.
“My grandmother used to tell me stories of demons that preyed in the night, she always forced me to carry this little bag of wisteria.”
You could’ve sworn in the moment that you held up the bag the man before you physically flinched. His plum red eyes narrowed in disgust as he scrunched up his nose. But, before you could begin to process his change in demeanour he suddenly returned to his former stoic self.
“A pretty, young human girl such as yourself best head your grandmother’s words.”
He informed you, eyes nervously darting between yourself and the sashay of wisteria. The way in which he spoke would have made any normal person question whether or not he was even human. He spoke to you like he was from an entirely different species and yet you weren’t afraid.
In fact you were intrigued. Your mind chose to focus on his compliment. Pretty. A blush crept up your neck and flooded it’s way onto your cheeks. You could only pray that the dim light from the moon disguised your blush, even if just slightly.
The man before you observed your change. His eyes were sharp, the blush tainting your delicate features did not go unnoticed. Neither did the quiet fidgeting of thumbs. He scrutinised you, practically watching the cogs turn in your head as you processed his words, figuring out how to respond.
As much as his curiosity drove him to stay and query you more he had more important things that he ought to be complying to. With a slight nod of his head and a gentle bid farewell he marched on his way, determined to leave behind this feeble girl and his curiosity.
That was before he heard the gentle call of the girl once more.
You jogged up to meet him, a quiet pant leaving your lips. A simple task such as jogging after a stranger had you spent. You truly questioned how you could last much longer with growing responsibilities and in such a weakened state.
“I just... wanted to... give you this.”
You managed to let out in between quiet pants. The man shifted until his body was completely facing you. Once his attention was on you, you gestured to his hair.
“May I?”
He watched your closed palm shift closer to him. Obliging, silently, he lowered his head so that you could reach up towards him. He was unsure in that moment why he simply silently obliged to a human yet he could not help it.
You pulled away and gleamed brightly. “Ta-da!” You cheered ever so slightly. For in his hair you had clipped back a red spider lily pin, the perfect shade that matched his eyes.
He opened his mouth to not only question your actions but to scrutinise you for daring to do such a thing when you spoke first.
“It’s free of charge by the way... you see the red reminded me of your eyes and they just...”
You trailed off, awaiting a sign to continue. When he raised an eyebrow in response you continued.
“They’re so perfect.”
You concluded. At that he froze. Not once had he ever been referred to as perfection. It was the one thing the man strove for in his entire existence and yet no one ever complimented him on it. He didn’t believe he was perfection not until he had conquered his desire to set foot in the sun, however, he you were some lowly human defining something of his to be perfection. It certainly made his chest swell in pride. Clearing his throat he begun.
“This was... a king gesture. But I must be on my way.”
He turned once more when you called out to him one last time.
“Wait! I didn’t get your name!”
“Muzan. Muzan Kibutsuji.”
- - -
{Bonus}
Muzan sat at his throne in the infinity fortress. Twisting and twirling the hair pin you had given him. It had been several months since he’d seen you and yet not once had he stopped playing that night in his mind.
An unknown desire of curiosity filled him and he longed to have you as his own. He let out a frustrated sigh and mumbled to himself.
“Curiosity killed the cat.”
{part two here}
couldn’t stop thinkin’ about it..
,,satoru x implied!chubby fem!reader , blow job , mirror sex , sucks titties through ur shirts bc why not , idk
Satoru, who loves your breasts. the plush of your body was already enough, but your pretty fat tits just topped it off. he doesn’t mind how they sagged, it makes it all the better for him to lay down on your stomach while you watch a movie, his mouth finding your buds and sucking them for hours on. sometimes you have to peel him off because not only is he slowly passing out on top of you, but your breasts are starting to feel weird! but he only whines and restarts the process, because you never said that you wanted him to stop <3
Satoru, who loves your breasts so much that he doesn’t care if you’re wearing a shirt. as long as your nipples are poking through, and he can hear the cute hum you always make whenever he licks them, then he’ll gladly latch his mouth onto them through the shirt. when he realizes that you actually like when he does that, then he’ll sneak his hand under your shirt and grope them to make your nipples peek out more. all the more to go in his mouth <3
Satoru, who loves looking at your breasts. whether you’re wearing one of those small crop tops that make your cleavage look so fucking hot and he has to hide his boner in public, or when you’re kneeling under him, sitting up a bit because he’s just so tall, struggling to hold your large mounds with your chubby little hands and giving him the blow job of his life. other times, he’ll have you sit pretty under him and just suck his tip. wanting to spray your cleavage that dropped so low in that small shirt of yours. spurting his cum all over and groaning when you use your finger to lick it all up <3
Satoru, who also loves looking at your breast when he’s giving you backshots. staring at how they jiggle back and forth with your body in the full body mirror. it had him tightening his hold on your hips so he can thrust so deep into you, loving how you threw your head back with a loud moan. allowing him to see the sheen of sweat down your neck, his eyes trailing down to the valley of your breast. the clear sight of how your tits moved with his thrusts had him, accidentally, cumming inside your pussy so fast. welp, looks like you’ll have to wait again to cum with him <3
just change my username, do u like it? 🤪
oh my — yes, yes definitely
starring . . . RYŌMEN SUKUNA
includes . . . true form sukuna, bottom! reader, size kink is heavily implied, mention of mirror sex, so much cum lmao, cum eating/sharing? lmk if i missed anything!
notes . . . rae @kagejima got me hooked on true form sukuna! and i cannot stop thinking abt her true form sukuna work like ON GOD she brought out the monster fucker in me 🤧 and yes the title is based on the chase atlantic song since idk what to title this sgsjdj
thinking about true form sukuna who flaunts the size difference between you two that even if you're big yourself or tall, he's certainly dwarfing you whenever he stood behind you — two sets of big muscular arms wrapping around your waist as he hugs you closer to him, feeling every hard ridge of his muscles as he chuckles whenever he thinks about how cute and tiny you are.
his hands are so huge that they can literally fit your whole head in them. he thinks it's adorable whenever you held hands as he can clearly see how small yours are, but he likes it, how his huge frame can protect you and keep you safe, can keep you warm on cold days.
sukuna especially loves it when those same huge hands of his are gripping your hips to help you bounce up and down his lap, watching you struggle to take in both of his equally massive cocks inside you at first with a smirk. training you every day to take him until you can fuck him so good that your cries of “too much! c-can't take it!” turns into, “s'good! feel so full, 'kuna.”
it's making your head spin every time you both fuck, sukuna in his true form is truly a glorious and sinful sight to behold. to tease you further, he'll even fuck you in front of a mirror just to let you see how good you're taking him, see how huge he was compared to your tiny body being fucked dumb.
and god, seeing his huge precum leak out of your pussy with every thrust of his hips and the delicious drag of his cock massaging your insides is so good you never want it to end. the sensation making you roll your eyes to the back of your head, mouth hanging open with your tongue sticking out.
in your state, sukuna takes it as an opportunity to absolutely ravage you and ruin you until no one can make you feel good but him — only craving him and his insanely towering frame and monster cocks.
when he cums, you swore you can taste it in your mouth. it's so thick and it's so much that you both won't finish without the two of you being covered in his sticky cum. he'd even lick some off you and kiss you messily, tongues clashing with the taste of the two of you lingering on both of your mouths.
who’s your (baby) daddy?
— mini series masterlist
╰┈➤ After being dumped by your boyfriend of 3 years, you decide to switch things up and go on your own version of a “hot girl summer”—subsequently finding yourself with a surprise that would arrive in 9 months time. The catch? You have absolutely no idea which of the 3 men you slept with is your baby’s daddy.
% slice of life, romance comedy
# explicit smut, angst, heartbreak, pregnancy, breakups, alcohol, questionable life choices, evasion of child support, messiness, drama, medical talk
NANAMI ➵ GOJOU ➵ TOJI ➵ SUKUNA ➵ EPILOGUE
© all works belong to lalunanymph. do not copy, repost or claim as your own.
On your knees for me, like a slut /Sukuna Ryomen Drabble/ .o1
#WARNINGS: creaming, squirting, eating Sukuna's finger, being Sukuna's vessel, rough dicking down, dub-con, names (slut, whore)
#PLOT: sukuna fucks you in his domain for eating his fingers
#WORDS: 311
— Enjoy —
Cock buried deep inside your velvet walls, gushing and creaming around his shaft tenfold and letting out wanton moans from deep within your lungs, ones he loved. Sukuna's fangs dung into your shoulder as your rump slapped his pelvis in a deliciously lewd way as he forced his hips forward.
"You like that?" He questioned, a gleeful giggle added. "You ate my finger, this is what you get. You get to be fucked by the fattest cursed cock in the world, you little slut!"
Your cries were music to his ears, feeling your creaming pussy get pumped full with another load inside you. Grabbing your hips and pulling you back, using your little hole like a personal fucktoy, Sukuna laughed and laughed. Watching your fucked out eyes roll and tear up, cheeks flushed with drops of cum from Sukuna's earlier blowjob evident on your face.
"You look like such a whore for cock," Sukuna growled, his hips setting an unrelenting pace on your rear. "God, and to think that such a bitch in heat would eat my finger. At least I get a cute little fuck-hole while I'm reincarnated!"
Gasping for air, you cried out as another orgasm was ripped from your throat and your thighs shuttered. Shaking underneath the cursed spirit as he giggled and chuckled at your weak body.
"Can't take more than a few seconds til you cum, eh? That's OK, I still got a load your little pussy needs to milk out before I can release you."
Letting you regain your breath, Sukuna then pressed his thumbs against the small divots above your cheeks and kept your ass up in place so he could hit that spongy spot easily. It wasn't like he couldn't before, but feeling those weak squeezes getting tighter was heaven.
"I'm going to have so much fun with you, my new little vessel."
A/n:: Just wanted to write this up. I'm going to be posting the next chapter of Lost Lamb sometime today, so I'll keep you posted ^^
taglist for Lost Lamb:: @okkotsufav, @gojoscprsaviour, @cafeinthemoon93, @im-a-killer-queen, @lucyrocks86, @pulchritxde, @watermelon-online, @xx-intothevoid-xx, @taetropchou, @pipopeew, @noblemaidenheart, @aepinkoutsold, @tojidilfs, @mageyboo, @zatrinaxxx, @jiminjamms
Toji would definitely do this
and THIS!!
Synopsis: Running out of food in the middle of the sea, lucky are the Straw Hats for being near a marine base...during that time of the year where government dogs gather up for the ballroom, and admirals show up last for a dance contest. Now you're on a mission with Luffy to rob them clean of their food stocks and make it out alive.
CW: f!reader, originally a request by @chibiluluffy for a black reader, reader is lightly described as very attractive & similar to Hancock + Nami in personality, reader has infinity power (basically gojo in the op universe lol), reader breaks a few bones here and there hehe, needy kisses from Luffy, jealous Luffy, quickie in the shark submerge yay.
The gut wrenching sound of a bone being crushed reverberated the empty halls of the ballroom.
Your heel dug into the back of the unknown marine boy as you held his now twisted arm in your gloved hand, your head turned to search for Luffy; sighing heavily, your digits loosen their hold, letting the passed out marine flop on the floor. Cupping the sides of your breasts with each hand, your palms slid down your curves as if to brush away nonexistent dirt from having touched the marine.
“Now, where did he go?” Your features scrunched into a frown. “I guess it can’t be helped with this delicious aroma,” you murmur, shrugging.
After taking it upon you to drag away the marine into a random room, you tied him up to prevent any more problems by leaving him free.
“We have about three hours then we leave,” is what you told Luffy.
It has been an hour since you snuck with Luffy, there was less than two hours left, then it will be time to unite with the crew. With a hoist of your wrist to read your watch, you hum; you still had more than enough time to wander around before the admirals arrive for their little dance contest.
First, the most important part is that you have to find this idiot of a captain. Second, you seduce the poor guards, then knock them out, and take their wallets for Nami. Lastly, you rob their food stocks for the crew. If it all works in your favor; you’ll make it out unharmed before Kizaru and Akainu arrive.
The clicking sound of your heels bounced off the walls for you had made it around a random corner. “This place is complex,” you groaned.
Too many corridors, your goal of finding Luffy was unnecessarily prolonged by the endless passages you had to go through.
Two deep voices, of what seemed to be strolling guards, they echoed through the hall that you were about to round into. Smirking as you chuckle, you pat your hair, straightening your form, and with an extra push to your breasts—you wait for them to halt in front of you. Coming face to face with the puzzled men, you caught the rosy tint that painted their cheeks as they let their unabashed gazes traverse your physique.
“Hello you two,” you spoke in a sultry voice. “I seem to have lost my way.” You stepped closer to one of them, trailing your fingers up his chest before resting an index under his chin.
He gulps thickly, licking his lips as sweat beads accumulated between the folds of his scrunched skin.
“Could you lead me to the kitchen?“ batting your lashes prettily, “pretty please?” you added.
“Y-yeah! Yes, of course I can!” the marine exclaimed. His eyes were almost mistaken for hearts while his partner winced with a nudge of his elbow. You could tell that he was fighting the urge to give into his hungry eyes, unlike the idiot who already fell into your trap. Your brows furrowed briefly, you had to do something about that one.
Letting your thumb brush over his bottom lip, his knees wobbled, smiling like a goober in love.
“Let’s go?” You lock your arm with his own, pulling him to move forward as he mindlessly babbles incomprehensible love words.
His partner was quietly watching the idiot who was leaning into your random touches, you let them walk you until you spotted the massive doors of the kitchen. Your eyes went wide for a brief moment, spotting your wanted poster, along Luffy’s—they both stuck out at the top of the board near the doors.
Unforeseen trouble was going to erupt if these two noticed.
You caught a quick glimpse of the quiet marine, his hand was sliding into his pocket to reach for the emergency snail.
“Oh, no you won’t,” you growled. You twist to crack the lovestruck idiot’s arm, causing an ear piercing scream to erupt from the depths of his chest. Aghast, the other stumbled on his feet as he fell on his behind, his hands fumbled with his pocket whilst desperately trying to grab the snail. You brusquely raised your leg to smash his face into the floor. Huffing in irate, you glance at the janitor’s room; letting out a sigh as you drag them inside.
They were both out cold from shock, and pain. Quickly, you dug around their pockets to collect every berry you could find, then stuffing them between your breasts.
Lucky me.
After finishing the job of bonding them with the random cloths; you skipped merrily towards the kitchen.
Peeking to search for the insatiable fool, he was exactly there, just as you expected from him. He chomped and swallowed all there was to serve, the staff were clapping while cheering in awe at how he could handle that much food. Nobody had noticed his identity in the disguise you had forced him into.
“BACK TO WORK EVERYONE! THE ADMIRALS ARE ARRIVING SOONER THAN EXPECTED!” A woman yells loudly, causing the staff to panic as they rush back to work—leaving Luffy alone in the corner to continue stuffing himself.
His eyes lit up when they caught yours, almost opening his mouth to scream out your name before earning a threatening glare with a finger over your lips. He frowned, sulking in his seat childishly.
A soft gasp slipped past your lips as a girl, who seemed to be younger than you, walked to stand right in front of you.
“G-guests shouldn’t be here!” she stutters timidly, making an idea glow in your head.
“Oh I’m sorry. I was sent to rate the food quality, but I seem to be lost,” you said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear with a soft smile. Her face darkens a deep red, her shoulders tensed, and her lips thinned into nothing but a line.
She is nervous.
“I can show you the way there, please follow me!” She bowed to show her respect before opening the door to walk next to you. You motioned for Luffy to follow behind, and he more than happily wasted no second in doing so. He walked quietly behind you, his hand eagerly reaching towards your gloved one to hold onto it.
“Uhm, miss?”
“Yes?”
“Oh! Uhm—nothing! It’s nothing, please never mind me. I’m sorry.” She clutches the hem of her apron, tilting her head down as she bit her lip.
“If you have something to say, then do it,” you cock a brow at her with a blank expression.
The girl gasps, raising her hands to wave them around, and with a shaky voice she speaks, “nonono it’s really nothing…you’re just—you’re really pretty,” she turns her head away in abashment. She jumped at the loud cackle from Luffy, seeming to have just noticed him.
“You’re annoying, I don’t like you!” He laughs harder. An irate nerve protruded from your forehead as you turn around to whack his head. “Be nice,” you said. Pointing a finger at him in a threatening manner before turning to smile at the frightened girl. “Don’t mind this idiot. Thank you, cutie,” you pinch her cheek.
Upon reaching the exit, she gave you the last directions to find the stocking base outside, “I’m not supposed to leave this edifice,” she said.
You wave goodbye at her, then walk away with Luffy’s arm around your shoulders as he curiously lets his gaze wander around the street.
“That should be it.” You grin, picking up the pace to not waste more time—Luffy was already a few feet ahead of you with his drool cascading down his chin.
Facepalming with a shake of your head, you rush after him, albeit both were soon halting in place as a multitude of voices were heard from a distance. You shared a wide eyed look with him, “so many,” you whisper.
“Who cares, let’s just beat their asses,” Luffy says. “We have to go back to the shark submerge,” you mutter.
Luffy giggles, cracking his knuckles with a smug grin twisting his lips.
“You idiot,” you whispered, pinching the skin between your brows. When advancing towards the back of the small establishment, there was a crowd of around twenty, if not more, marines gathered in front of the huge doors. It seems they expected to be robbed which resulted in putting that many guards.
“Stay here, don’t you dare move,” you bare your teeth at Luffy, causing him to pout. Shimmering eyes glued on the way you pushed your breasts, and tidied yourself. His tongue poked to swipe over his lips, sucking on his bottom lip as his gaze landed on your lips.
You moved to round the building, but a firm grip on your wrist yanked you back. Luffy’s mouth latched on yours, his hands traversed down yours sides desperately. You gasped into his mouth as he grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing harshly. You feel his hardness poking your thigh while he grinds against you, moaning and gasping softly into the kiss; he just couldn’t get enough from your lips.
Notwithstanding that you had a mission to accomplish, he forced himself to pull away before falling into the chokehold of his amorous impulses. “Sorry, I just had to,” he panted heavily. “I messed up your lipstick too,” he leans to press a peck as an apology.
“It’s alright, it’s better like this anyway,” your lips curled into a smile to which he returns an even brighter one.
You make your way towards the big group of marines, they all tense up, yet salivate at the sight of you.
“Who are you, madam?” One of them asked.
“Hello to you too,” you nearly scowled at him.
The marine yields away with his rifle, seemingly abashed of himself from the look you gave him.
“Fucking dumbass, that’s why you’ll never get a girlfriend!” Someone shouted at him. The owner of the voice emerged from between the small crowd, a disgusting smirk on his filthy face; he groans loudly once facing you.
“How can I help a beauty like you?” He reaches for your hand to which you swat away with a grimace.
The marine gasps in offense, causing the others to cackle at the rejection they witnessed. “How fucking dare you,” he points he rifle at you, “I’ll put a hole through your skull, you bitch,” he growls. His knees shook under him as his hands trembled, and his teeth were grinding against each other as he dared not shoot.
“You bastard, she could be an organizer, we’ll all be in trouble if you kill her!” Another marine toppled the butthurt guy, his rifle drops next to him as he scurries back from it. It was easy to tell that he had never threatened or killed anyone, and you were definitely the first for him; on top of that is the bored expression you held as your gaze alone penetrated holes into his face.
“I’m sorry about him, he’s a newbie,” he sweated, “please ignore him,” the marine added.
Your eyes flickered towards the head peeking from the corner of the building, Luffy’s anger was radiating its heat through the air. You suck on your teeth to make an irritated sound, “it’s fine, I need you all to go back to the entrance to greet the admirals,” you clap in faux exuberance.
They all wince loudly, the thought of having to meet the admirals was enough to make their skeletons crawl out of their skin. “Yes, ma’am!” he salutes, turning around to order the others to get moving.
You almost giggled, if it wasn’t for the watchful piece of shit screaming out about your wanted poster.
“That’s [L/N] D. [Y/N]!” he emerges with his rifle. “The partner of the vicious pirate, strawhat Luffy!” He adds on. The marines' bodies went rigid as they panicked between one another, in a blink of a second, all rifles were pointed at your unamused self.
“You bitch,” he growls as he shoots without hesitation.
You grin at his puzzled face.
Panic-stricken faces, all rifles that pointed at you had begun releasing the bullets loaded into them. The marines screamed in horror as you continued watching them with ennui seeping through your skin.
“What the hell are you?!” A short one screamed as he backed away.
“Infinity is the convergence of an immeasurable series,” you slap the bullets away, “anything that approaches, the infinity slows down and never reaches the user,” you chuckled. Your feet crossed each other as you took small steps towards him, “I’m too beautiful to be treated like this,” you clasp your hands together dramatically, along a pout and sparkling doe eyes as you bat your lashes at him. “Don’t you think so?” You push your breasts together with your inner elbows innocently.
“YES, I’M SORRY!” Hearts on each pair of eyes that you could find, “WE’RE ALL SORRY,” two others screamed together as they dropped to their knees. “PLEASE FORGIVE US!” They bowed like trained dogs. One after the other, the group of marines were all a giggling mess on the floor, slobber running past their mouths as their perverted minds were running wild on dirty thoughts.
Luffy was still watching you from behind the wall, it was clear how frustrated he was, he wanted to beat them all up. However, the menacing look you shot him had made him pout as he backed away with a frown.
“None of you deserve to see my beauty for free,” you slam your foot on a random’s shoulder blade. Digging your heel into his skin, you spoke, “shouldn’t you all pay me for merely existing?”
“YES!” The short bastard stumbled forward with his thick wallet, it was loaded with cash, much to your delight. With lovestruck faces, they all began gathering whatever money they had on them; you grin in satisfaction as you stuff everything between your breasts.
Luffy growled under his breath, his lip held teeth as they dug harshly to puncture into little wounds.
“Alright everyone,” you yelled. “Why don’t you unlock the doors for me,” you wink at them, causing them to roar like animals. They rushed towards the small establishment with the burning ambition of pleasing you. As soon as the corridor was revealed, a shockwave of heavy haki rippled through the air; knocking every single one of them to the ground.
Luffy sighs, making his way towards you with his head down.
“Ah Luffy,” you pat his head gently. “I’ll treat you once we’re back,” you peck his lips. Luffy hums, still pouting. Grabbing his hand, and advancing to the storage room; you began taking what Sanji had asked from you while Luffy munched on some fruits, already holding onto two filled bags.
The marines slowly gained their consciousness—without a word, Luffy grabbed your bags as he hurried towards the shark submerge. You quickly followed behind, “Luffy be careful,” you reminded him.
Jumping into the shark, Luffy is quick to grab your hips, and place you on his lap. His cock was harder than before, “feel that?” he asks. With the taut grip on your hips, he began dragging your core against himself; letting out breathy moans with each drag.
“Fuucckkk…” you heaved out. Standing on your knees to allow him some room, he tugs at his zipper desperately, raising himself to pull down his slacks along the briefs. Your gloved hand wrapped around his length, pumping him gently as you leaned to claim his lips. The kiss is slow, fervently savoring each other’s taste, together with the feeling of your lips pressing against each other. He moans into your mouth, begging to feel your warmth envelope his cock.
Breaking the kiss, you pull your lace panties to the side, your slick already smeared your inner thighs. And your cunt was more than lubricant and ready to take all of him at once.
You teasingly rubbed the bulbous head against your clit, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth at the blissful sensation burning in the pit of your stomach.
“Y/N please,” he whines. You chuckled softly, pushing just the tip of his cock was already making Luffy’s head go blank. “M-more,” he stutters.
You lowered yourself fully, an abrupt movement that was too much for him, his loud gasp is followed by a deep groan, along with a thrust of his hips. “Ah, you feel so good,” he grunts.
Your eyes crossed as they dip behind your head, the heavenly feeling of his protruding veins kissing your walls was making your head spin, it felt too good.
Luffy’s lack of self control was proved when he hastily began thrusting into you, his clumsy hands reaching to knead at your chest. He blinked away the sweat that glided down from his forehead to his eyelids, narrowed eyes foggy with lust; he tried his best to keep his eyes open.
Heavy breaths resounded the shark, along the filthy squelching sounds of your cunt sucking him into you.
“So close,” you gasp.
“Me too,” Luffy manages through his cracking voice. His mouth was once again taking over your own, tongue messily brushing to intertwine together as your bodies shook violently through a blast of your orgasms.
Panting heavily, you pull away to fix yourself, steadying yourself over the controller’s seat.
Luffy speaks, “I heard Franky added cameras here,” he giggles. Loud laughter bubbled from his throat at your horrified face, you gawked at him whilst he continued wiping his cock without a care in the world.
©kenruu
Let's see if this becomes the Luffy fic for the week.
𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃!𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 (𝟏𝟖+)
pairings: f!reader x pussywhipped!tengen
cw: creampies, heavy balls, breeding kink, light spit, unprotected vaginal sex, cockwarming
note: this is gonna be a series! who should i write next?
pussywhipped!tengen, who can't resist plunging his cock inside of you until his heavy, seed filled balls nestle against your ass. he's willing to make you the mother of his child and knock you up, claiming you in a fashion no other man could. he'll make sure you're too fucked out to speak, rounds piling up as he extracts the cum from your pussy with each squelching push of those extra-heavy hips.
"fuck. my balls feel so full today, baby. you ready for my load? i'll make sure to pump it in nice and slow for ya."
pussywhipped!tengen, who would give up his title as the sound hashira just to get a glimpse of your tight cunt underneath your skirt. his perverted side wanted to slide your panties slightly to the side in order to expose your puffy cunt lips, just enough so he'll be able to fantasize about what it's like to massage them between his fingertips.
"gosh, wish her panties would just fall off already, before i slip 'em to the side and make her cum all over my fingers and tongue."
pussywhipped!tengen, who coaxes orgasm after orgasm out of your sweet pussy, chanting your name to himself as he's nearing his climax. he'll spread your pussy lips and stretch your hole around his member, watching it bully itself inside and out until you're a climatic mess.
"yeah, you like having your little hole stretched out all over me? i bet you do, you dirty little girl."
pussywhipped!tengen, who doesn't give up on making you cum. whether you're having a bad day or can't seem to work up an orgasm, tengen has the solution. he'll eat your pussy for hours on end, worshipping it with his slick tongue that wraps itself in between your folds. sopping up your essence in his mouth as you work yourself back on his tongue.
"you're making a mess of me, love. and a huge mess all over my tongue! i can taste you... so delicious."
pussywhipped!tengen, who bends you over any chance he can get alone with you. so desperate and needy for your cunt that he's willing to get himself caught. the two of you, having almost gotten caught before, has resulted in tengen clamping a giant hand over your mouth, stalling your cries as he rammed into you from behind, leg seated ontop of the table.
"sweet thing, you know i love hearing you moan my name. but it has to leave your lips at a certain time."
pussywhipped!tengen, who masturbates to the fantasy of your touch, hands feeling up his warm, toned torso. fingers drenched in saliva that toy with his balls and urge him into an orgasm. cunt lips and tight walls squeezing the life out of his cock until he has no choice but to release. ejaculating in spurts and heaving from the immense pleasure.
"ah, fuck! babygirl. you really did it this time. having me creampie you, again? i won't have any seed left! ah, maybe for your tits we can go another round."
pussywhipped!tengen, who gossips to his coworkers how proficient you are in bed. it's as if he wants to announce it to the whole world, given how loose his lips have become since he met you. while not going into the heaviest of detail, his counterparts become quite annoyed when their ears are subjected to his grunts of pleasure in the nearby bathroom.
"fuck... really wish this was y/n's hand right now, no one can please me better."
pussywhipped!tengen, who will thief your panties from your drawer, tucking them away in his pocket. the massive pervert he was, he'd fist his cock using your panties, which are not so subtly tangled around his member... until he's cumming in spurts all on the outskirts of your pretty lace garments.
"god, what if y/n finds out... she'd kill me! well, better make the pleasure last."
pussywhipped!tengen, who pulls out just before he's about to cum, staining your blouse in his semen. he'll pull back with a hearty laugh, much to your annoyance as he wipes up the remnants with his fingers. they beg for entry to your luscious lips, tengen forcing them down your throat as you've been ordered to suck until he's satisfied.
"that's it, that's right. you like the taste of my cum? though not as much as i love the taste of your cunt, babygirl."
pussywhipped!tengen, who will drop anything and everything for you. he understands that a relationship relies on more than sex, and while the physical intimacy was an important part of your relationship, he wouldn't let sessions of love go to waste. aftercare is extremely important part of sex for you, and tengen's willing to let you cockwarm him until you're plugged up fully with enough seed to impregnate you to his liking.
"gonna knock you up, make you nice and plump and pretty for me."