rainykoo - Tumblr blog

rainykoo · 7 months

Text

DELIVERY GUY ACE?? HES SO. smth abt the way he said “feelin’ good pretty girl?” ….IM SO NORMAL ABOUT HIM 😸

TAPE ONE : PIZZA DELIVERY !

Starring… PORTGAS D. ACE 📸

SET SCRIPT :

“Hi hi hi!!! For the follower request event, can i get a pizza delivery Ace? Sweet boy, kinda clueless, and a sweet reader as well? 🥹❤️”

MATURE WARNING(S) : unprotected penetrative sex, cheesy porno dialogue, cunnilings (you sit on his face), slight breeding kink if you squint, afab/fem reader, Ace thinks you’re really pretty, thick!dick ace (canon), switchy!ace, & he calls you “sweetheart/pretty girl.”

DIRECTORS CUT : for my love @kingofthe-egirls !!! I loved this prompt so much and have been itching to complete it since I saw it. Thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy. 🖤

A Friday night with nothing to do, a product of boredom. You didn’t feel like doing anything tonight, especially cooking. Sitting in your apartment in shorts too tiny for your ass and a tight tank top, waiting for your pizza delivery.

Getting your usual favorite combo from the local shop guarantees a good comfort meal with some quiet TV before you head to bed. The couch offers you adequate back support after a long week at your desk, sighing and falling into the cushions while ads play in the background as ambiant noise.

Time slips you before there’s a series of knocks at your door, playing a rhythm as you’re pulled from your trance. “Yo, Delivery.”

Checking the peep hole before unlocking the door you’re faced with the cutest delivery boy. He’s in shitty combat boots and cargo shorts matched with a half buttoned uniform shirt. His long wavy black hair kept under a hat as he reads the receipt, “a large pizza for y/n?” You open the door wider as you step into frame. “Ohhh, for miss pretty y/n,” he corrects himself, tipping his hat at you with a smile.

Giggling slightly you cover your mouth, “yeah, y/n. Thank you so much, let me get my wallet.” You wish you could invite such a cutie inside but you know it’s against better judgement. Turning around you make your way through the apartment looking for your wallet.

Ace, the delivery boy, grins watching your dainty ass sway as you saunter back inside. Tiny shorts riding up between your cheeks as you bend over the counter, but he’s just the delivery boy. A distressed look crosses your face before you walk back to the doorway where he’s leaning. One arm holding your pizza and another flexing as he rests his weight into it.

“Everythin’ ok?” A pretty girl like you should never have such a perturbed look spread across your face like that.

You lean forward, studying his name tag. “I’m sorry Ace, I can’t seem to find my wallet. I must’ve left it at work.” Feeling like an idiot you’re barely able to look at him. The guilt of making him come all the way from across town to deliver your order setting in.

“I can help ya find it,” he offers, ignoring the fact he’s on the clock. It’s not the first time something like this has happened at work, just not to someone so enticing.

“No no,” biting your lip as you try to think of a solution that’ll remedy the situation. You look at him, worried to find an annoyed expression on his face but you heat up finding such a soft handsome gaze thrown your way. A complete stranger so bothered by your troubles. “How bout I pay you back? Whaddya say?”

Confused, he tilts his head; was that not the problem in the first place? “How,” he asks curiously.

Looking into the hallway, you check down both ends before tugging him inside by the collar. “Like this.” Leaning on your tip toes not letting go of his shirt you kiss him softly, taking over his senses with your soft plush lips against his. Ace drops the pizza and doesn’t even bother to catch it as it clatters to the floor. “That ok with you?” Your eyes looking at his lips and then back to the rest of his face.

He’s lit up bright red as he nods dumbly, “more than ok.”

You push him back against your front door chasing his lips once more. He tastes like cinnamon gum as you swipe your tongue against his bottom lip, eager for entry into his mouth. He grants it to you unquestionably, equally craving the feel of your heated tongue sliding against his. Muffled groans escaping him as your hands caress his warm exposed skin beneath his shirt.

“You’re s’good at this,” he says in between each wet smack of your mouthes. His hands wrapping and groping along your waist and backside, kneading the plump flesh like playdough. The cutest part is he’s much taller than you, bending down so you can kiss him how you want.

“You think so? I can get better.” One of your hands leaves his chest, trailing down his toned body as you palm his hardening cock in your hand. “Oh, and you’re so big Ace. Almost like you’re paying me with all this.” Heavy breaths leaving him as you cup his dick tenderly and give such feverish love to his neck all at once. It has him rutting into your hand trying to satiate that itch that’s been bothering him ever since he saw you in the doorway. Little shorts leaving nothing to the imagination.

You unzip his cargos, leaving only his thin boxers between his growing length and your nimble fingers. He rolls his hips harder each time you tease the waist band and lick his lips as you both swap saliva. “Stop teasin, thought I was ‘sposed to get paid.”

“You’ll get compensated, delivery boy,” you grab him by the belt loops as you lead him to your couch. Smiling as you push him back, he plops against the cushion with a soft ‘hmp’. Ace takes off his shirt, throwing it to the side as he man spreads to ease the ache in his balls, bulging erection awaiting your attention. “Want your dick sucked or what?”

While that sounds like a great idea, Ace is more eager to taste the sweetness between your legs. “Sit on my face pretty girl, wanna eat you.” He pulls you by the back of your thighs, edging you closer to his body as he starts to slide down your shorts. His forwardness makes you glow, slotting your hands in his hair, ruffling it slightly while he tends to your clothes. For a delivery boy, he sure knows the art of seduction. You’re practically dripping for him already.

He kisses your hipbone while waiting for you to join him on the couch. Sliding down the cushions, grabbing hold of your legs as you mount and hold the backing. “You sure?” He stares up at you from the valley of your swell breasts and smooth tummy, not having any of your objections. He sits up to swipe his wet muscle from your clit down. A soft ‘oh’ leaving your lips as he gets to work.

“Mhhm,” he moans as he taste you, almost analyzing its components like a savory sauce. He plants his hands on your waist, pulling you down further onto his mouth— it’s as if he’s not afraid of suffocating down there.

He’s eating you out like a man starved, dipping and curving his tongue into your oozing hole before suckling on your clit. He ignores the mixture of spit and slick on his chin as he devours you greedily. “Pussy’s so fuckin’ good, could eat this every day.”

Your soft moans encourage him to give you more, he needs you to fuck his face. He uses those same hands to hook around your ass and thighs, dragging you down on his tongue as he licks your insides. “Oh shit, ah— wait Ace,” you try to sit up, running from all the attention but it’s no use.

His strong arms keep you planted in place, “no runnin’ m not done yet.” Fuck this guy is hot, it’s like he’s straight out of a shitty 80’s porno as he makes you cream against his mouth. He slurps and sucks your hole as you whine loose chants of his name.

Adding his hands into the mix when he slides two fingers knuckle deep inside you. Scissoring your tight walls, you shake feeling those calloused pads massage your g-spot. “Gotta cum for me sweetheart, then I’ll fuck you as a tip.”

It feels even closer cause his tongue does not relent from your throbbing bud. Sliding it back and forth while his fingers give you something to squeeze on. “Yes yes, like that!” You sound so raunchy taking advantage of his face; running your hips in a figure eight along his tongue.

He’s grinding against the air trying to find friction, shallow thrusts up that match the pace of his fingers inside you. So close, you start pinching your nipple trying to tip yourself over the edge of raw pleasure. The pizza delivery boy of course notes this, groaning as he watches you play with yourself. He wants to replace his hand with yours, pinching and tugging at your dark bud. But, he has to keep you in place while he fucks you on his fingers. “Gonna— oh fuck,” here it comes.

Your orgasm crashes hard, washing over you in one big wave as you almost collapse on his face. He drinks whatever you offer as you whine and cry out, it’s too good. “Think you’re stretched? Cause I really wanna fuck you now. Ya look really hot when you cum.”

He’s swiping the culminating wetness from his face into his mouth, sucking the fingers he had inside you like a greedy bastard. Licking and suctioning onto the pads to emphasize how needy he is for you. Oh, he’s good.

“Be my guest, pretty boy.” Ace has never really thought of himself as pretty, so hearing someone as beautiful as you say it, it must be true. He flushes a light shade of pink while removing the rest of his clothes.

“Condom?” Like an idiot, he didn’t bring any and his wallets downstairs in the shitty delivery car where he typically keeps one if he’s lucky.

“Want you inside, I’m on the pill.” Oh.. and he gets to pound you raw? He’ll definitely be coming back here. Shaking your ass back and forth at him as if to invite him over. “Cmon I want the tip already.” He laughs at your two way pun, rubbing your ass in his hands as he marvels the sight of you bent over the side of the couch.

Ace sees his hard work continuing to drip down the insides of your thighs, smirking while lining his fat tip up with your cunt. He spits in his hand before pumping himself to make sure it’ll fit just right. You’re pushed forward till your hips meet the arm of the couch, sandwiched between two immovable forces.

He’s trying his hardest to not just slam into you, your pussy is so warm and wet around his cock and there’s nothing separating the two of you. You’re squirming from the sheer size of his length even after all that work he did to prep you. “Doin’ so good taking all of me sweetheart. Just a lil’ more.” He doesn’t know if he’s saying that for you or himself at this point, the way your bare walls grip his cock makes him double over.

The couch gives before Ace does, each thrust of his strong hips into you makes it creak and slide forward. He starts off with deep punctuated strokes, each one earning a high pitched cry from you. He’s pummeling your cunny, making your hips rub against the arm as your knees begin to buckle.

“Feelin’ good pretty girl?” But when you go to open your mouth any answer is replaced with moans that sound so pornagraphic. “Fuck your cunts so good. Suckin’ me in.” Being drilled by the hunk of a man behind you and the friction of being fucked into the couch is bringing you near your second orgasm of the night, you start to feel it licking at your insides tentatively.

Ace isn’t in much better shape himself, fucking your pussy raw is taking all of him to shoot his load right in you. He needs to get his moneys worth after all. “Can’t cum yet pretty, wanna see you.”

He moves you both to the couch so you’re flat on your back, one leg hooked around his small waist as another dangles off the couch. “Easy baby, remember to breathe,” he says before easing himself back in. That feeling of fullness returns and brings a dopamine rush with it as he flashes a toothy smile your way. Savoring the feeling of sliding his tip through the gummy resistance.

Your body is so warm beneath him as he drives in and out of your soaking cunt. “Cmon’ give it to me baby. Know you were so close…” Ace trails a hand down your abdomen, spreading his palm across your stomach as leverage while he fucks you stupid. Hair shrouding his face as he coos at you. “Please, dont wanna without you.”

The way he pleads for you is what does it, breaking the dam that was holding back another mind shattering orgasm from this sexy delivery boy. “Ahh fuck, cumming— oh! I’m-” you’re gripping onto him for dear life, firm biceps not budging an inch even when you start to dig your nails into his skin.

It all happens so fast he doesn’t even realize he’s also cumming right behind you, too caught up in the way your sultry lips fall into an “O” shape as you scream his name loud enough to be heard by the entire complex. He buries himself to the hilt, mind boiling with the thought of how he’s fucking his cum into you raw. For some reason the idea only pushes him to not pull out, letting you keep all his seed as he mewls. “Take it, take it all,” sweat accumulating at his hairline.

You’re squeezing him like a damn vice while you come undone, face scrunched so pretty. It makes his cock ache inside you, relishing in the soft sighs that come from your parted lips.

You both start to come down from your lust filled highs when he speaks again, “mhhhm, you’re still a few cents short.” He kisses you, leaning forward and almost suffocating you into his large chest.

Oh boy, hopefully he clocked out.

Enjoy? Reblog & click 2 see event masterlist!

#portgas d ace smut #we love thevirtualvalentine

1K notes · View notes

rainykoo · 7 months

Text

I WILL ALWAYS COME BACK W A GIFT 🗣️🗯️..

luffy & his fixation w/ making a mess..

... ✸ nsfw op drabble.. cw// drool kink, gn!reader, luffy being filthy n slutty..

masterpost

luffy was always one of the more messier strawhats, always getting foods stains on his favourite fabrics. devouring one of sanji’s meals until he’s left the only remaining proof of the foods existence lingering around his mouth and fingertip. even clumsily knocking over plates, and random objects around the thousand sunny onto the ground.

his kisses were no different. always so sloppy and messy with it when it came to making love to you. it’s not like luffy didn’t know what he was doing— hell he’s been told countless times to be more neat and tidy.. but something about seeing you covered in his spend, hair messy with your lips parted had his cock twitching so violently.

luffy enjoyed making a mess of you. weather it was having his own saliva down drip onto your chin from making out with you— feeling the wetness of your tongue sliding against his, or sliding around his cock. he’d instantly get off over and over again from just watching your lewd expression as you swallowed his fluids.. he vowed to himself ever since then to spit and cum into your mouth more often.

he enjoyed this feeling, such that he never bothered improving his own sloppiness ..it was something that turned on the both of you, and luffy wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

tags !! @thevirtualvalentine @luffypedia @anemptypuddingcup @kingofthe-egirls @deathkidz

a/n .. yes im alive + thanks 4 all the love on my last fic.

#AMEN

650 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 7 months

Text

luffy & his fixation w/ making a mess..

... ✸ nsfw op drabble.. cw// drool kink, gn!reader, luffy being filthy n slutty..

masterpost

luffy enjoyed making a mess of you. whether it was having his own saliva down drip onto your chin from making out with you— feeling the wetness of your tongue sliding against his, or sliding around his cock. he’d instantly get off over and over again from just watching your lewd expression as you swallowed his fluids.. he vowed to himself ever since then to spit and cum into your mouth more often.

he enjoyed this feeling, such that he never bothered improving his own sloppiness ..it was something that turned on the both of you, and luffy wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

tags !! @thevirtualvalentine @luffypedia @anemptypuddingcup @kingofthe-egirls @deathkidz

a/n .. yes im alive + thanks 4 all the love on my last fic.

#monkey d. luffy #one piece #luffy x reader #luffy #one piece headcanons #luffy smut #luffy x you #op luffy #mugiwara no luffy #straw hat luffy #rainykoo

650 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 8 months

Text

messy kisser ace is so heavy on the mind

there’s just something intoxicating about having the full attention of a man like ace, like holding the heart of the sun in your hands. making out with him is a full-body experience with the way he puts his whole soul, his whole being, into it, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you so you’re as close as possible.

ace kisses a little too messy, a little too feverish, and it’s entirely because he can’t get over the fact that he gets to kiss you at all. he doesn’t even know he’s doing it until you try to pull away and he chases your lips murmuring, “no come back, sweetheart, please. just a little longer.”

it’s even worse when he’s inside you and losing his mind at how warm and tight and wet you are around him. ace fucks into you with slow rolls of his hips, sucking on your tongue when you’re too cockdrunk and fucked out to kiss him back anymore. he’ll try to be helpful and lick at the drool seeping out of the corner of your mouth but just end up getting you even messier cause he’s lost all his coordination.

he thinks you taste the best when you cum, all salty tears and sweet desperation. you cry his name into his mouth, nails scratching down his back as you shake apart in his arms and ace all but melts into you with how fiercely he burns for you. you pour molten gold into the cracks of his soul and make him whole in a way he never thought possible. not for someone like him.

the kisses turn slow and sticky as you come down from your high and maybe he should pull back now, let you catch your breath but the thought of tearing himself away from you is unbearable when you’re so warm and soft against him. it doesn’t even matter that he hasn’t cum yet. as long as you keep kissing him, he has everything he could ever want.

4K notes · View notes

rainykoo · 8 months

Text

YESSS WHAT BOOKIE IS SAYINNNNN !!

Every picture I see of him he just gets finer and finer.

#love him #one piece usopp #jacob romero gibson

41 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 8 months

Text

++ the breathy not so small noises let out directly in your ears >>

men who rest their heads on your shoulder while they fuck you because it feels so good >>>>>>

#luffy actually #ichigo too #luffy would also bite down on your shoulder a bit too #yes i snuck ichigo in

5K notes · View notes

rainykoo · 8 months

Text

cw: nsfw drabble, babysitter reader x mysterious never home older brother itachi troupe, afab!reader, cunnilings.

You’re Sasukes’ babysitter but yet you’ve never seen the oldest Uchiha son who’s always bragged about but never in pictures.

You hear Sasuke tell you stories upon stories about how great his big brother is but how he’s never home! You begin to wonder what he’s like, what features did he get from Mikoto or Fugaku, and what he could even be doing to be away all the time.

That is till you’re startled within the Uchiha estate by a beautiful man with long flowing black hair and sultry eyelashes. His lips accented by a plush cupids bow. No man should be this pretty. His voice so smooth as he asks for your name, thanking you for taking such good care of his little brother. Promising that he’ll return the favor when you’re not on the clock.

He’ll rest your legs in his hands as he folds you in half, licking you clean with his hot tongue. “If you’re still eager for payment, I can help with that.” His eyes glow in the night as he reminds you to keep quiet. It’s near impossible as he’s devouring you on the dining room table where anyone could walk in and see you shivering and writhing on his tongue.

You now get ‘paid’ for overtime too ;)

#thank you for rewatching naruto 🙏#itachi naruto

334 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 8 months

Note

THANK YOU FOR THISSS

getting high with luffy?

you fucking GOT it babe

STEAM: LUFFY x Y/N

(cw: kitty, portal powers, smoking, steam bath, sweetness, kissing)

Songs: "i hope you know what you're doing" by KING MALA, “Frankenstein” by Claire Rosinkranz

words: 1.1k

Luffy rolls the paper across the coffee table, his tongue stuck out to the side. Careful fingers pinch the ends, bringing it up to his lips to lick. He hands you the finished joint, letting you have the first hit.

You flick a portal to the tip of the flame of Luffy's bedside oil lamp.

You smell the sweet, green smoke as it catches with a floral undertone. You sigh as you exhale the smoke, having been stressed as all fuck this last week. You take the deepest breath you've taken all afternoon. The setting sun is filtering in through Luffy's porthole window, sending shafts of buttery light across his mattress.

Luffy is sitting cross legged in front of you, shirtless with his yellow sash tied around the waistband of his shorts. His abs are soft, undefined as he folds forward to curl his fingers around his toes.

He rocks back and forth, smiling as he waits for you to puff out your lungful of smoke. You do, as he reaches forward to take the half-burnt joint between his finger and thumb.

Your eyes are a little hazy, as you slowly feel the effect start to tingle down your spine. You close your eyes, and scoot around the coffee table to lie down with your head in Luffy's lap. He stares at you from above. His eyes are rosy, too.

Luffy finishes his drag, before leaning down to blow smoke into your mouth. You inhale, letting the stinging cloud fill your ribcage.

"Sweet girl," he says, voice raspy.

Smoke fills the room, curling up toward the wooden ceiling in wispy white ribbons. You portal up to stroke your fingers through it.

"Luffy?"

He hums, scratching at the base of your scalp. He strokes your dirty hair with steady fingers, leaning back against the wall as he does. Your eyes shut in pleasure. "What is it?"

You sigh, your hand flopping back down to your stomach. You’re all noodley, smoked out and fuzzy. You sniff.

"M'bored."

Luffy snickers, and leans down to kiss the tip of your nose. He scratches at your cheeks. His face is squished against your own, his rubber spine stretching so he can reach. He breathes smoky air against your nose. His voice is scratchy as he asks, “Whaddya wanna do?”

You hum, sliding your eyes up as you think. You smirk. “Sex?”

Luffy giggles, and leans down to kiss your cheek. “Make out first?”

You hum, sitting up to wrap your arms around his neck. He shifts you into his lap fully, his strong arms supporting your waist. He leans his head back against the cabin wall.

You suckle a slight bruise onto his neck, right below his pulse point.

Luffy groans, tightening his hands on your skin. His fingers dig in, and you know there’ll be bruises later. You like marking him, and seeing his marks on you, too.

His.

“Yours,” you whisper, ghosting your lips up the side of his face. He’s sweaty, summer heat getting to you all. He smells like musk and cinnamon bark. He scrapes his teeth along your cheekbone. “Love ya.”

“Love ya too, kitty.”

And then,

“Mine.”

He hums, nose pressed into the underside of your jaw, his hands rubbing warm circles around your waist. He loves you, and he shows it through touch. You love him, and try to show it in everything you do.

Luffy loves you.

He kisses the tip of your nose, before finally fitting his lips against yours. He kisses you slowly, softly, his lips still smoky from the joint.

You moan, stroking through the spiky hairs at the back of his neck. He’s got dandruff and grease, but you haven’t showered either and you don’t really mind. He smells like heaven, anyway.

You press your foreheads together.

“Let’s steam.”

****

Luffy sits on the soft wooden bench inside the ship’s bathhouse. You’re raking the coals of the fire out onto the stove, so you can pour freshwater over them. Steam fills the room, relaxing your muscles and softening your hair. Luffy fiddles with the damaged ends of your strands, his own face sweaty and flushed in the steam. His dark hair is sticking to his forehead. You brush it back for him.

Luffy hums, tilting his head so you can work your fingers through it. You rub at his scalp, dipping your fingers in the bowl of rosewater Sanji has started keeping in the steam room.

You scrub at Luffy’s hair, pulling through the strands to get any excess dirt or loose hairs out of his raven spikes. His hair is thicker than yours, with a coarse texture that you can never get enough of. His fingers ghost up the sides of your legs as you work.

“So soft, kitty,” he says, blissed out.

You lean down to kiss his cheek, before moving on to rinsing out his hair in the steam. There’s a wooden comb on the bench, and you start to detangle your captain’s hair. He smells like roses, now.

Luffy scrubs a washcloth over your skin, anywhere he can reach. The steam makes you both drowsy. You sigh, blinking bleary eyes to try to stay awake. As awake as you can, anyway, as steam like this still drains you. Although this method seems to be the easiest way for you two to get clean.

Once Luffy’s hair is all washed and combed, you switch seats so he can start working on your hair, too.

“So pretty,” he praises you, crooning over your hair as he runs his fingers through it. He doesn’t like washing his own hair, but he seems to enjoy steam baths with you. He scrubs his rough, calloused fingers over your scalp, sending tingles down your spine.

“S’nice, Luffy,” you say, eyes shut as you breathe in the floral steam.

“Hm,” he says, sleepy and relaxed, himself. “Let’s get snacks after this.”

“And a nap,” you decide, as Luffy starts combing through your delicate strands. He brushes all the flyaways from your face, combing backwards so your hair falls down your back in smooth sheets.

“Such a cute hairline,” he says, and the specificity of the compliment fills you with electricity. His own widow’s peak is revealed with his hair pushed back, too. “Ya hair’s always in your face, kitty. I like seeing it pushed back.”

“I like it, too,” you say, reaching up to touch the sharp V of his widow’s peak. He stares at you.

“I like you.”

And then,

“I wanna marry you.”

“Hm?” You say, half-surprised and half-asleep. “Thought ya didn’t wanna get married?”

“Changed my mind, so there.”

You smile.

“Okay, Luffy. I’ll marry you.”

He smiles too, shining eyes crinkled up in delight. He sets the comb back down by the rosewater. He skims his knuckles over your cheek.

“Let’s go eat.”

#i lovee #monkey d. luffy #one piece x reader

100 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 9 months

Text

when he told his heart to start playing him sum beats again... 😰

1072 luffy looks a bit tew fineee

#whewwww #monkey d. luffy #op 1072 #mans said “yes this is the beat i wanted” as if he was bout to start spittin bars

19 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 9 months

Text

HE LOOKS SO FINE .................. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IF I SPEAK..... 👩🏾‍💻 maybe I should finish this luffy smut after all 🚶🏾‍♀️

#gear 5 luffy #monkey d. luffy #hyperventilating #op 1072

81 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 9 months

Text

1072 luffy looks a bit tew fineee

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #luffy #gear 5 luffy #op 1072

19 notes · View notes

rainykoo · 9 months

Text

(image by Sam Aberdeen)

SILLY IS THE NEW SEXY: GEAR 5 LUFFY x Y/N

(cw: sex, flirting, squirting, creampie, silliness)

(an: i can't stop writing about gear 5 luffy)

Songs: "Monkey and Bear" by Joanna Newsom

words: 2.1k

You have curves like the sea, and as soon as Luffy lays eyes on you, he knows you’re different.

You ooze sex.

It clings to you like a second skin, as if sex appeal is a boa constrictor draped around your neck. Glittering and emerald, luxurious and reptilian, with striking ferocity in every touch.

He can’t keep his eyes off you.

“Captain,” you say smoothly one night, enjoying drinks in the firelight, “You’re staring again.”

Luffy freezes, and then giggles sheepishly with his hand behind his head. “Shishishi, sorry,” he says, “M’not tryna be rude.”

“What are you trying to do?” You ask curiously, tipping your champagne back from its crystal flute. It tastes like sour cherries.

“I dunno,” he says plainly, and leans back on his hands. His legs are splayed out in front of him, sitting on the wood of the deck. He knocks his feet together. “I like looking at you, I guess.”

You stiffen, flattered at his words, before you take another sip. Stars flutter overhead. Blue velvet stretches across the sky, and the silver moon is only half-full.

“Hmm,” you tilt your head, pleased, “I like looking at you, too.”

He beams at that, and you both gaze at each other steadily. The waves crash and echo around the softly creaking ship, lullabies all around you. You let your gaze rake over him, boyish in form with muscular limbs and a shining face. Black hair under his straw hat, sticking out in spikes. You hum, appreciative.

“I like it a lot, in fact.”

You flush at your boldness, but only slightly. You’re no stranger to flirtation, and this is getting fun.

Luffy cocks his head. “Whatcha like about it?”

You detail the planes of his body with your eyes, gray and hazy in the moonlight. You take another sip of fizzy, liquid gold.

“Your face,” you say first, honestly, “It always makes me happy. Especially when you smile,” you cup your own cheek in one hand. He crinkles his nose, pleased, and looks off to the side. The silent question hangs on his lips: What else?

“Your shoulders are next,” you let your eyes fall over his muscles like a featherlight touch. “Your arms, your strength. It’s really impressive. I like when you wear red,” you move to sit on your knees, lowering onto the ground from where you’d been perched in a deck chair. Luffy scoots closer to you, too. He holds his forearm in front of you, and flexes. His wide hand is clenched in a loose fist. You let your fingers drift over swollen knuckles.

“Your hands,” you say softly, heat blooming in your gut. “You have really gorgeous hands,” you confess, and turn away before you can embarrass yourself further. You never knew the flirtation would get this far, with him sitting so close to you he’s radiating heat like the sun. You flick a lock of hair over your shoulder, and bump slightly into him. You clear your throat, “What about me?”

“Your curves! I like the way they look like waves,” he drags a broad hand across your waist, and pinches at the fat of your belly. “I like the way this rolls over,” he says, voice low, “I like the way your thighs shake as you walk. I like your ass,” he says the crass compliment like it’s nothing, like his touch isn’t burning hot lava into you. “I like the way you smell.”

“What do I smell like?” You breathe, already too far gone to pretend any further. You’re putty in his rubber hands.

He screws up his nose in thought. “Like butter? Or maybe…sea salt?” He licks his lips, “It smells tasty.”

“You smell good, too,” you blush, turning away. He knocks his shoulder into yours. You scoot closer, so your legs are touching. He hooks an ankle over yours. “Like tea.”

“Good tea?” He asks, and you nod. Tentatively, you lean your head onto his shoulder. He hesitates, breath held, but then relaxes into your touch quite naturally. He rests his head on top of yours, fluffy hair tickling your cheek.

“Very good tea,” you affirm. Your body is electrified, never having been this close to your captain before. “Do you like girls?” You ask abruptly, not wanting to tread water for any longer. You need to breathe.

“Mhmm,” he says, nodding against the top of your head. “Lotta people think I don’t, but I do.” He twines his fingers around yours, bringing them to rest on his lap. “D’you like boys?”

“Too much,” you chuckle, and sit up from him again. “Do you like me?” You gaze at him truthfully, letting your want and desire seep through into your skin. Your captain is clueless, but not that clueless. He regards you with a princely stare.

“Too much,” he echoes, and leans forward to kiss you.

****

Now, you’re suspended in midair, back pressed against the cabin wall, while Luffy fucks you senseless.

He’d brought you to his cabin, pressing your back against his door. He'd reached behind your supple hips to turn the deadbolt into its lock.

“Love ya, kitty,” he breathes into your shoulder, before scraping his teeth along your sensitive skin. “Love how ya move around like no one’s watching. As if anyone could ignore those fuckin’ curves.”

He grips hard at your ass, his other arm supporting your lower back. Your shoulder blades scrape against the cabin wall. He tastes like sea salt, and milk. You stick your tongue down his throat.

“Mmph,” Luffy moans into your throat, languid thrusts rocking you gently. He reaches down to thumb at your clit between you.

“So good, baby,” you croon, raking your fingers through the soft hair at the base of his neck. He flickers gold for a second, white hair foaming at the ends of his raven strands. “Luffy?” You ask, watching his eyes swirl rosy. He giggles, grin wide, as he speeds up inside you. Your stomach bulges with his cock, and he gasps in mad abandon.

“Look at that…,” he whispers, feeling the head of his cock through your abdomen. Your stomach is not flat by any means (quite the opposite), but that doesn’t matter for Monkey D. Luffy. If he wants to see his cock, he’s gonna see his fucking cock.

“Luffy!!” Gasping for breath, watching his dick thrust in and out of you like you’re both made of rubber. Little hearts sprint in circles around his face, little ducklings following suit. He giggles, and you do, too.

Your eyes haze over into gold, with pink flecks of light bouncing around your tits. “Fuck—,” you gasp, watching the now curly-haired Luffy grit his teeth and fuck you hard. He lifts you off the wall, bucking his hips up into your cunt from below. The sounds of his balls slamming against your ass reverberates through the room, before his eyes bug out of his head like cartoon hearts. He’s slacked-jawed, tongue hanging out of his mouth as a wolf whistle sounds from somewhere off to the side.

“Aaaahhhh, kitty, ya feel so—oh!—goood!!!” He wails with his eyes squeezed shut. His muscular abs clench as he pistons his hips up into you. His cock is huge now, cartoonishly big as he pummels up into your cunt. It slaps and gushes, your clit aching, as Luffy tightens his hold around you. He leans down to bury his face in your tits, sucking hard on your sensitive nipples. He rolls his tongue around them, before elongating the muscle to wrap around your tit like a slimy tentacle. The tip flicks at your nipple.

Electricity bolts through you, zinging up your spine and down to your toes. Steam is curling around your face, presumably pouring out of your own ears. Luffy is giggling, manic, before leaning backward to careen you both into the bed. He jackhammers up into you, sitting now with you on his lap. His long tongue moves around your tit, sucking and licking like an animated restraint. His limbs are rubber wrapped around you now, sparks flying from where your bodies connect. His cock is thrusting sloppily against your cervix, which usually hurts but with him slams stars into your eyes. Your body is as elastic as he is, apparently.

Your fingers curl into his hair. “Luuuffyyyy,” you groan.

“Haahahaha!!!” He cackles, slurping his tongue back into his mouth. He slaps your other tit with a smack that makes a sound like a spring.

He leans down to suck your other nipple, not wanting his baby to feel uneven. His lips wrap around your bud, soft and chapped as he plays you with his tongue. Slow, sensual licks all over your hardened bud send shivers coursing through you. Luffy giggles, before ramming you down hard onto his aching cock. His lips stay tightly glued to your nip, so it makes your tit bounce up and down like a fucking porno. Luffy crosses his eyes up in pleasure.

Sex with new Luffy is freaky as fuck.

But (surprisingly?) his silliness has in no way deterred you from your own sparkling orgasm.

“S’fun, isn’t it?” He asks as he pops off your overstimmed nipple. You nod, vigorously. You push him forward onto his back, so that you can ride him at your own haphazard pace. You sink down further onto his cock, letting him hit it from below. Your elbows are on either side of his manic head. Your hips rocket repeatedly down into his, both of you grunting with every thrust.

Steamy hearts explode in front of your eyes.

"So fucking fun," you say, searing his grin into your senses for later. You're gonna be thinking about this hookup for ages.

Your pussy clenches at the thought, of maybe not having this be a one time experience, as Luffy moans. He stutters, grabbing your hips in searing hands.

Captain Luffy whines, head thrown back in sheer joy. His cock is bullying your walls, smaller now but no less thick. He brushes up against your g-spot, over and over again. It feels like something is going to spring out of you at any minute. You squeeze your eyes shut, feeling the impending release of your shaky orgasm. A wolf whistle sounds off again, steam clouding the room. You gasp, as you cum.

“Luffy!!” You squeal, heat overtaking you as you shiver in ecstasy. “Luuffy, fuuuuck….,” you drawl out, dragging your hands over his sculpted chest. He’s heaving in ragged breaths, scarlet blushed formed on his squishy cheeks.

“Squirt for me,” he commands, thumbing at your clit in rough circles. “Cmon, baby, I know ya can do it.”

He presses down hard against your lower abdomen, twitching his cock up inside you as you ride him. You bounce your way to orgasm, screaming and crying for the whole ship to hear. Somewhere deep in your core, you squirt onto his lower abdomen. Luffy laughs, giddy.

“S’coming, baby,” he warns you, eyes dark, as his thrusts grow sloppy. He slams his hips up into you, cock thrusting against your sweetest spots.

So deep--!

“Yeeesss,” you breathe, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. You bury your face in moonlight hair.

“Ganna—,” he stutters, hips shuddering as he cums inside you with a violent thrust.

His eyes cross in pleasure as he spills his seed inside you.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

Luffy gasps, eyes squeezing shut as a wave of orgasmic, cosmic energy flows through him. He’s never had sex like this, before. He’s never had you, before. No way he’s letting you slip away, now.

“Say you’re mine, baby,” he says, sweating and panting as you both come down. His fingers trail along your hipbones. “I wanna be yours."

He's panting, his voice raspy and hoarse.

His hair is dark, now.

You watch as the last shreds of cartoon hearts fade out of existence around you. The steam has cleared up, too. And no more whistles sound. You snicker, "Sex is so fun, with you."

"Shishishi," he grins. And then, "Say you're mine, baby? Pleeaseee?" He whines up at you, and you snort.

"Sure thing, captain," you slide off of him, and he groans, "I'm all yours."

"Seriously," he pouts, poking your inner thigh. Your leg twitches, still spasming from the aftershocks. "Sex isn't usually this fun."

"Even after Gear 5?"

He smirks, "Steam was new. But," he looks up at you, wide-eyed and serious, "I really do wantcha, y/n."

You still, regarding him down the length of your nose. Your chest is fluttering, crazy butterflies going off in your stomach. "Sex is one thing," you allow, scared, "But relationships are a whole other thing. Seriously means you're serious with me. S'okay?"

Luffy nods. His grip tightens around your hips, as he sits up. "Seriously," he says, hand running over your thighs, "Silly, maybe. But serious." His face darkens, "And I don't wanna play games with you."

You swallow, and nod.

"Me neither."

****

#starts laughing hysterically #☆ ... rain recommends #luffy fanfic #why is he so sillyyyyy

1K notes · View notes