sugxrslushy - Tumblr blog

sugxrslushy · 1 year

Text

BEEEEE YOU'RE SO SWEET AHHHH!! I LOVED THIS SO MUCH

I'm glad it was resolved in the end, nothing better than cuddles to make up for a forgotten birthday. I think I love her too much to have been upset XD but ahh the little conversation with Mihawk made my heart so happy. you do such a good job capturing Maxx's relationship with everyone on the island :,0 it's truly a talent of yours!!

thank you so so much for the gift, as per usual I'm definitely going to cherish this forever. I love everything you write ahhh <33 thank you!!!

Happy Birthday, Maxx!

Today is my good friend's BIRTHDAY! Forgive me for the lateness in posting it ;; I had it on my calendar and deleted it once the weekend hit. But I wanted to do something for you since you did SUCH a lovely gift for me that I still really love. I hope you'll like this regardless though and that you had a wonderful day!! @sugxrslushy

PeronaxM!S/I / SFW / 2k

Summary: Today is Maxx's birthday and he can't wait to see what Perona has planned. Warnings: None!

Walking up on the day of his birthday, Maxx couldn’t help but feel excited. Usually, he tried not to get too caught up with his birthday but this year well—

It was the first birthday he’d had while dating Perona. To say he was a bit excited—even if he told himself not to be—was a bit of an understatement.

Although he didn’t need much, Perona had a way of going… overboard for certain occasions. And a small part of Maxx was looking forward to what the Ghost Princess might have planned for him. Even if they didn’t do anything exciting, just knowing they were together for his birthday was enough.

Throwing off the covers, Maxx stumbled onto his feet, eager to get going. He hurried through getting ready, although not too fast. He still wanted to look good, afterall! Fingering at his shaggy dark red bangs, he made a face in the mirror showing off fanged teeth. A tongue prodded at one before he shrugged.

“Good enough,” he announced, trying to quell the nerves wiggling around in his gut. They were happy ones though, so that was something. Sliding on several rings onto his fingers, he flexed his hands and looked himself over. He was dressed in all black, as was his usual. He tried to look a little more spiffy today though. Striped black shirt with a half corset dangling with silver chains made it look like he put in some effort. Or at least, he hoped so.

“MAXX!” a loud female voice screamed through his door. He barely had enough time to walk out of his connected bathroom before a whirl of pink slammed into the room. “Come on you’ve been in here forever and—”

She suddenly drew up, brows furrowed as large black eyes took him in.

“What?” he asked as her gaze raked his frame. Goosebumps traveled down his arms at her intense scrutiny.

“You look nice, it surprised me,” Perona replied curtly, broken out of her trance. Reaching for him she grabbed an arm and started dragging him from the room. “Come on! It’s breakfast time!”

“I’m going, I’m going!” Maxx said with a laugh as he tripped over his own feet trying to keep up with her long strides.

If he was honest, he’d expected there to be something fancier than usual, but instead, Perona put him to work cracking eggs and whipping something up for their resident ‘idiot’. Mihawk was away from the island so it was just the younger three adults left to fend for themselves.

Perona went to grab Zoro from where he was outside battling the monkey’s while Maxx set the table. When the other two came in, Perona shot him a grateful smile for the pot of tea he was laying out and he grinned back. They all ate together, Perona and Zoro trading insults ranging from Perona being ‘fussy’ to Zoro being a ‘sweaty oaf’ with Maxx interrupting every now and then with little barbed remarks that made Zoro frown and Perona shrike with laughter.

The two were almost like siblings, Maxx thought privately, but he never dared mention it. They were sure to jump down his throat if he did.

When the almost-but-not-quite siblings abandoned him to the task of cleaning up and he let them without a fuss. Sometimes that was another argument but today he didn’t want anything to stain his good mood.

Kitchen cleared, Maxx went in search of his ghostly princess girlfriend. Mihawk’s castle was always a little spooky but it never bothered Maxx. He liked the quiet corridors, the empty halls, the art on the walls. There was a silent elegance to Mihawk’s style that was reflected in his home.

He found Perona’s door mostly closed. He knocked and shoved it open, finding her seated on her large canopy covered bed. Her eyes narrowed seeing him approach. She was holding a needle and thread, a partially opened stuffed animal in the other.

“What are you doing here?”

“Oh, uh,” he was suddenly awkward at the unexpected hostility. “I thought we could hang out?”

“I’m busy,” she replied flatly.

They both stared at each other in silence. When it became clear she wasn’t going to change her mind, Maxx backed up a step. “O-oh okay.” Still, he hesitated, confused by her attitude.

“You can go, I’ll find you when I’m ready.”

“Alright! See you, uh, later then.”

“Bye.” A few of her ghosts giggled as they floated around her.

The door clicking shut sounded loud with rejection. Maxx sighed at the wood. Sometimes Perona got like this—they both did really—days were one or both wanted to be left alone with their own thing and not to be bothered. But on his birthday of all days…?

He shook his head to shake the thought away. It doesn’t matter! Maxx told himself firmly. She could take all the time she wanted, hell she might even be planning something and was just trying to keep him away! That was fine. He could wait. He’d just have to keep himself busy.

Hours passed and Maxx was perhaps a little bit disgruntled and more than a little disappointed. Expectation turned to bitterness in his mouth as the day went on and he took to hiding out in his room depressed on his bed.

When the den den mushi began to ring on his nearby table, Maxx was tempted to ignore it. However, he had a good idea of who it was (there was only one person who bothered to call Maxx) so with heaviness dragging down his limbs, Maxx rolled out of bed and forced himself to the table and collapsed into the awaiting chair.

Grabbing the handle, the snail awoke and Mihawk’s yellow eyes peered back at him.

“Happy birthday, Maxx,” Mihawk said, voice even as ever.

“Thank you,” Maxx muttered back, trying to force some cheer in his voice. Unfortunately, Mihawk’s snail was one of the few Maxx had ever seen with eyebrows so he got to watch as it raised one, a perfect imitation of the worlds greatest swordsman most unimpressed expression.

“Oh? You sound less than pleased.” It wasn’t a question, but underneath Maxx heard the expectation of an answer nonetheless.

Maxx hesitated but only for a moment. “They forgot my birthday.” Having spoken it out loud suddenly made it more real, making it the truth rather than a fear that had been hovering for hours. Tears suddenly sprang to his eyes, and he swallowed thickly. “I know it’s silly and I didn’t expect Zoro to remember but Perona…” Roughly he rubbed his eyes. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It does matter,” Mihawk countered simply. “We all remember how much effort you put into Perona’s birthday. And—” he added before Maxx could interrupt “—there’s no shame in expecting our loved ones to remember things like this. You deserve that.” Maxx sniffed loudly and nodded.

Mihawk waited a second to see if Maxx would speak, then went on, “That being said, I wouldn’t hold onto this either. Communication is the only thing that would fix it, from either of you. Tell Perona.”

“I will,” Maxx promised then bit his lip. “Just… tomorrow.”

The snail nodded back. “If that is what you wish. I should be returning in a few days. Try to have a good rest of your day, you don’t need to depend on others to do that.”

“Right.”

“Goodbye Maxx.”

He tried to say ‘bye’ but the snail already turned off with a kurchank. Maxx set the receiver back with a sigh. Even if he said that, Maxx knew he wouldn’t be able to. Instead he changed for bed. Luckily, Kuraigana was always gloomy so it was easy to get to sleep, despite the time of day.

Tossing and turning, Maxx tried to force himself to think of anything but his failure of a birthday. It took a long time but finally he fell into a fitful sleep.

Something landed on him, causing Maxx to startle awake with a loud oof. Panic filled his mind, already calculating how best to fight against the intruder when a hissed, “Maxx” hit his ears.

It was only Perona and he slumped back into the mattress, all the fight leaving him at once. Heart pounding, Maxx took her in. She sat across his waist, hands clenched tight in the blanket over his chest. She was dressed in pajamas, long pink hair loose and falling in ringlets against her back. By how dark it was in the room, it was clearly nightfall by now.

“You weren’t at dinner,” Perona said with a whine, her bangs hiding her eyes.

Maxx struggled to speak with her weight pressing him down. He licked his lips. “Wasn’t hungry.”

She pursed her lips and said nothing. Slowly Maxx reached out with one hand and buried it into her hair, feeling the silky strands between his fingers. “What’s wrong?” He was still upset but her strange mood was making him curious too and he was willing to put it aside for now.

It took another long moment before she collapsed on top of him and her scent filled his nose, all sugar sweet and roses. Blinking up at the ceiling, automatically his hand moved to start carding through her long hair.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Perona spoke.

“I forgot your birthday was today,” she whispered at last.

His heart clenched but he let his voice stay gentle as Maxx answered with a mild, “Oh?”

“Well I didn’t forget I just got the dates mixed up. I thought it was tomorrow. I feel so stupid, I had a whole thing planned and—”

“Did Mihawk remind you?” Maxx broke in to ask, voice dull.

“No!” Perona denied, rolling off of him and onto her side.

Without conscious thought, their bodies moved together, covers were pulled up and they adjusted themselves until she was tucked into his side, their hands entwined on his chest. Something they had done many times before.

“No,” Perona continued once they were settled. “I remembered by myself. I looked at the calendar to double check and… I’m really sorry Maxx. I didn’t mean to miss it like this.”

Elation hit him, heavy with relief and he squeezed her, making her squeak. “It’s okay,” he said, kissing the crown of her head. “You remembered now.”

“Next time I’m not gonna forget at all!” Perona announced. “And I didn’t forget, like I said I had a whole plan and now it’s ruined—”

Recognizing her building up to a rant, Maxx tried to head it off. “Well you can still give me my gift right? Unless you didn’t get one.”

“Hmph! Of course I did!”

When she said nothing else, he racked his brain. Clearly that wasn’t enough. Yawning, he buried deeper into the warmth of her body, pressed up close to him. “Well, we could just celebrate tomorrow?” he offered, another yawn breaking through the sentence. Perona froze in his arms.

“…Yeah? Would that be okay?”

“Sure,” Maxx agreed, blinks getting heavier and heavier. “That sounds great.”

“Great!” Perona enthused, energy suddenly back, near vibrating in his arms. “You’re gonna love it, I even got that buffoon to help me and—”

A loud snore interrupted her and Perona glanced up to see Maxx passed out, head lolling back against the pillows. She snorted and wiggled until she could sit up, leaning over his face. Tucking some hair behind her ears, she smiled looking down at his sleeping face.

“Dummy, I wasn’t done explaining,” she said fondly but softly, so as not to awaken him. “But that’s alright, you’ll see it all tomorrow.” Leaning forward, Perona pressed a kiss to a cheek.

“Happy birthday, Maxx. I’ll make it up to you, you’ll see.”

Then she settled back down into his arms and joined him in sleep.

#[🌙]. for me #perona x oc #my pretty ghost gf #thank you ahh you're so kind to me #I love you sm for that <3

2 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 1 year

Text

and now I'm actually 20 haha :D

I feel bad I never made it through all the kinktober requests :,0 turns out writing smut for a whole month straight is not that much fun haha. but hey you try and learn for that <33 ty for all the love from that

on another note tmrw's my birthday! I'm gonna be 20 which is very intimidating D: a new milestone!! now I have to go and update my age on stuff ugh

been focusing on other on other less demanding hobbies in my free time, got back into sewing and crocheting and now I have a way too big collection of hats

#maxx rambles #time to go update stuff

7 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 1 year

Text

on another note tmrw's my birthday! I'm gonna be 20 which is very intimidating D: a new milestone!! now I have to go and update my age on stuff ugh

been focusing on other on other less demanding hobbies in my free time, got back into sewing and crocheting and now I have a way too big collection of hats

#maxx rambles

7 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ xɪ - ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: requested by @spitfire-of-the-sea <3 this was supposed to be up yesterday but I'm kinda struggling to drag myself out of a slump atm :< but it is hereeee!!

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Marco x fem!reader//warnings: dirty talk, semi public sex, penetration, creampie

The feeling of loneliness made an empty feeling stir in the pit of your stomach. You’d come wandering into Marco’s office not too long ago, complaining of a cough and giving a few half-hearted attempts at one. You had a “fever” but you were sure you were just burning with need that only the doctor could fix.

Caught up in his work he hadn’t spared you more than a few glances, head buried in the stacks of papers he was trying to organize. But you could feel his eyes peering over the papers to look at you, gaze hotter than any part of your body as you tried to imagine what fantasies may have been playing in his head. You both could only dance around each other for so long.

“Do you know they’ve released a new study on ways to treat a fever?” He hums nonchalant, face hidden behind a document but you knew he was staring at you. You prop yourself up on the cot, leaning in with curiosity. “But I’m not quite sure I believe in it.”

“What is it?” You can feel the tension in the air thickening, it feels hotter, a bit more suffocating. You let your feet hang over the edge of the cot, floor cool against your skin.

“Physical touch is known to mend the soul, but illness and injury seems a bit bold.” You giggle, getting the message. The document is finally placed in his lap, no longer hiding his face and you can see him watching you over the rim of his glasses. “Don’t you think so.”

“Oh, I… I don’t know?” You laugh, suddenly at a loss of words. “I do feel awfully sick, so I think I’d accept any help.” You whisper meekly, eyes staring at the cool floor in front of you.

“Well the most important part to the scientific process is being able to repeat it and get the same results.” Marco is suddenly on his feet and approaching you, slow and confident and suddenly the boxy room is much smaller than you expected. You swallow nervously, letting him tilt your head up and capture your lips in a kiss.

Your heart is moving a mile and minute and everything is flying past so fast, maybe you were sick because your brain seemed too foggy to function at the moment. Suddenly you’re no longer wearing your clothes, lost to his skilled fingers now slipping under the waistband of your panties and prodding at your slick folds. You hiss in pleasure, eyes rolling back and grinding down on his fingers.

They slip inside, pumping into you at a slow and tender pace that has you reeling. Your own fingers were nothing in comparison to his, thick and diligent as they spread you open and plunged deeper into your wetness. He’s pushing you back, the back of your knees hitting the cot you had just been sitting on and he slips his fingers out to push you down.

“Cute, aren’t you yoi?” He chuckles deeply and rolls you over, your rear in the air and open for his hands to knead at mindlessly. The cool air nips at your skin when he pulls away the soft fabric of your underwear, exposing your cunt for his hungry eyes. Soon enough his cock, thick and heavy, is gliding through your wetness around your entrance.

Anyone could walk in at any moment and get an eyeful of the predicament you’d found yourself in, bent over the cot in the med bay with the scratchy sheets rubbing at bare skin and Marco’s cock sliding in and out of you. His hips meet your ass at a desperately fast pace, burying his cock inside your dripping pussy and the friction is just delicious.

“Mmm, you take me so well. How does it feel?” Marco tosses his head back, hips snapping against you and you sob out.

“So good! S’ fucking good ah! More!” You scream out, your thighs messy with your slick and his cock pounding in and out of you. Your nails are digging into the sheets, even if you had been sick you don’t think a single coherent thought about it could’ve been formed. All you could focus on was the pleasurable feeling seeping through you.

Marco’s pace turns sharp and fast and you’re clinging on for dear life, screaming loudly. It feels so good, his cock hitting all the right places and you could drown in this feeling. Marco grunts sharply, hand reaching around to rub your clit as his pace becomes messier.

Your own orgasm hits quickly, your thighs shaking and breaths heaving from your lungs. Marco groans, head falling against your shoulder as his sweaty form presses against you “Fuck, gonna come. Gonna fill you up so nice.”

A punched out groan leaves him and his hips stutter, snapping against your ass and you can feel his warm seed filling your cunt.Your whole body shudders at the feeling of his cum inside you, still rocking into you and you sob out a few broken cries. He stays inside you for a few moments before pulling out, quick to pull your panties back up to keep his cum from fully leaking out.

Falling into his creaky doctor's chair, he smirks at you and clicks at the top of his pen. “So was it a success?”

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fic #marco the phoenix #marco x reader #marco x you

94 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ x - ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: requested by @itsthefandommash my dear <33 currently yelling bc Oda has yet to draw a nice looking panel of thatch but oh well 💔 I hope you enjoy this hun!!

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Thatch x fem!reader//warnings: shibari, penetration

His hand smooths down your hair, a calming motion helping you unwind as you let him work, tying knots and tightening them around your body. The material is soft, silky, and leaves goosebumps across your skin when it digs deeper into flesh. Thatch has always been skilled with his hands and the endless knots and ribbons criss crossing over your body is a perfect example of his abilities.

“Too tight?” He pulls at one of the red ribbons crossing over your chest, one of many in the intricate display made up of twists and knots.

“No.” You breathe out, it feels good. Safe and secure as it crossed over your ribcage with just enough pressure for you to enjoy. You let your eyes flutter close and allow him to continue his work around your body, testing knots and wrapping even more of the silky material around you.

Kneeling between your legs, he pushes your legs back towards your chest and you open your eyes just in time to see him focusing on something other than continuing to tie you up. “Already so excited?” He chuckles darkly, his hand pressing against your damp panties and rubbing at your clit through the soft material.

You jerk your head to the side, embarrassment already apparent on your darkening face. You tried to ignore the way heat swarmed in your belly when he’d pressed his thumb firmly against your clit, pressing a knuckle against your dripping entrance covered by your panties. Your leg kicking at the sudden pleasure reminded him of the task at hand.

He hooks his fingers around the waistband of the panties, sliding them down your legs and exposing your pussy to the cold air of the room, your hips twitching at the sudden chilly bite. “These will only get in the way.” Thatch smiles and tosses them aside, collecting the red ribbon and pressing your legs back against your chest.

It felt much more exposing to be positioned like this. Much lewder. Your legs kept apart and pressed up towards your chest, leaving your cunt on display for any hungry eyes to see. You silently pray that Thatch remembered to lock the door, not wanting a single crewmate to lay eyes on this sight.

As if Thatch would let that happen, seeing you like this was his own dirty little secret, reserved for his eyes and his only. He didn’t put all this work into making you look utterly delicious for nothing, each part of you positioned perfectly and the intricate work of the ribbons made you look even more alluring.

“Well aren’t you something?” He hums after the final knot has been tied, it digs into your skin but it’s a good kind of pain, as if it was itching at a scratch you hadn’t even known was that for this feeling. His hands, big and rough, glide over your skin with calculated carefulness, occasionally groping and rubbing at the way your flesh spilled over the ribbons. “Wish you could see yourself.”

You mewl, stretching under his touch and squirming towards him. Your hands were tied behind your back, completely useless and all you could do was moan in hopes of getting more. The smirk on his face told you he knew exactly what you wanted.

Chuckling under his breath, he finally pulls away and takes all warmth with him, coming back only after he’s slipped out of his underwear and his cock is standing at attention. It slides through your slick folds, rubbing against your clit and dragging back down to your entrance, throbbing for some sort of contact.

The stretch from him sliding in is euphoric, his cock nestled nice and deep inside you and you claw at the sheets under you, barely able to contain yourself if it wasn’t for the restraints. His hips pull back, cock pulling almost agonizingly slow out of you until it’s just the tip and he slams back in, leaving you seeing stars.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fic #thatch one piece #thatch #thatch x reader #thatch x you #[🦇].witching hour

73 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ ɪx - ꜰʀᴏᴛᴛᴀɢᴇ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: requested by @roronoaswifey <33 I hope that you enjoy this!

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Ace x fem!reader//warnings: slightly dom reader, frottage, biting, public sex

“You’re so annoying.” You snap out, pinning him down for what felt like the hundredth time of the day. You weren’t sure if he was even trying at this point, still giving you a cocky grin when you’d straddle his hips to keep him pressed against the dirt ground. Surely he couldn’t be this bad at fighting without devil fruit powers? But whatever he was trying to accomplish you couldn't quite pinpoint.

“Why are you so upset when you’re winning?” He responds with, squirming somewhat pitifully beneath you. You roll your eyes and dig your knee into his hips, getting a loud yelp from the freckled man.

“Because you’re not actually trying. Get up and actually try to take me down.” You groan and begin to stand, ignoring the way he’s looking up at you.

“Oh come on, I kinda like it down here. It’s a nice view.”

In an instant you’re tackling him back onto the ground, the two of you rolling around, fighting to overpower the other in a constant sway of control. You manage to throw your leg back around his midsection, rolling back on top and capturing a handful of black hair that you thrust back. Instead of the yelp in pain you expected, a loud moan tears through him.

You both stop dead, sharing looks of disbelief and embarrassment. Your hand is vibrating, curiosity filling you and you tighten your grip again, tugging his head to the side by his hair. Again he moans, a smile appearing on his lips when he realizes what you’re playing at.

“God you’re weird.” You hiss out, shifting to get off his lap when you feel a hardness poking at your thigh. Once again you stop in utter disbelief, running through a myriad of emotions that curiosity always seems to reign king amongst. Carefully, you roll your hips down against his hard on and relish in the sweet moan he gives you in response.

“Says you.” He gasps out on a broken moan, thrusting his hips up against you in a desperate attempt at grinding. Tired of endless taunts. you decide to lean down and shut him up for good, lips smashing against his in a fevorant kiss. He jolts, immediately returning as his lips messily slot together with yours.

He bites down on his lip, trying to quiet himself but you just pick up the pace of humping against him, little bits of pleasure running through you with each drag of your clit against your panties. The friction is delicious as you roll your hips against his clothes cock, the heat between your two bodies becoming near unbearable amidst all the clothes. But you two only seem focussed on getting off.

Your lips messily press against his jaw, tracing sloppy kisses down it and towards his neck where you sink your teeth in, the cry from him louder than any other you’ve gotten out of him. You can feel him twitch against you, hips suddenly much more excited in rubbing against you as his peak draws close. Pulling his head back by his hair, you begin littering dark marks along his throat.

“You want everyone knowing w-what we did?” Ace gasps out when your teeth sink back into his skin, leaving a dark indent. “Mmm, s-show them I’m yours huh?”

“You talk too much.” You bite out, barely getting it out as the tension pulls even tighter inside you. You sit back for a better angle, humping against him faster to meet your orgasm, the ecstasy washing over you and turning your skin hot and sensitive. Ace cries out loudly underneath you, a wet stain appearing in his shorts but where you’d been rubbing up against him.

You both sit quietly, panting to yourselves as you come down. Ace can’t stop grinning up at you, eyes bright and smile wide. “Knew that training with you was a good idea.” He pants out and you roll your eyes.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fic #[🦇].witching hour #portgas d ace #portgas d ace x reader #ace x reader #ace x you

176 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

i have a few more days left of kinktober asks already finished up :) after that posting may get spotty because I began to run out of steam writing

I do appreciate all the love I've gotten as of late for finally being back and posting, my heart is beyond happy <33 it means the world to me💕💕

#maxx rambles

3 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ ᴠɪɪɪ || ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: a big thank you to my beloved @secretsnailor for requesting this bc we're both on the same page, both loving our precious shark prince and that size kink is for big charas!! my telepathic signals for you to steal this prompt worked haha!! I hope you enjoy xoxo

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Fukaboshi x afab!reader//warnings: size kink, fingering, belly bulge, teeny tiny bit of oral

You had never seen Fukaboshi so flustered in your life, a man normally so collected and strong was beyond just red in the face as he carefully slid a finger inside you. It’s almost as if he can’t believe this is real, the sounds you make, the blush darkening your face, or the way you were stretched around him. It all amazed him, hand tingling with the urge to press deeper and see just how much you could take but alas patience he reminded himself.

It’d taken quite some time to get you both here, Fukaboshi insistent on taking his time so as not to hurt you. Being taken care of by a prince wasn’t something you could complain about though as his hands ran along your body and he rubbed gently at your clit, sharp teeth ghosting over skin only to be met with kisses. He was so good at pampering you, only the best for you from the sheets you laid across to the way he held you so carefully.

Experimentally, he crooks his finger and you cry out, jolting and he stops dead in his tracks. His face contorts into one of fear, the infatuation previously found disappearing in an instant as his other hand comes to stroke your face, thumb rubbing gently against your cheek. “Did I hurt you?” He quickly demands in a soft voice.

You wiggle your hips against his finger, panting softly at the feeling of it inside you, filling you so nicely. “Mmm no, just felt- felt really good.” Sighing, you spread your legs further as a wordless invitation for him to keep going. You weren’t glass and weren’t going to break, but the worrisome prince seemed to think differently. You can feel the heat on your cheeks spike when you make eye contact with him. “Can you do it again?”

“Only if you tell me if it hurts.” His lips are in a thin line, contemplative, as he waits for a response. You offer him the best smile you can and nod, extending a hand to his stroking your face to run your hand over rough skin. Slower than you had really wanted, he pushes his finger back in at the right angle and sparks explode behind your eyes, another moan catching in your throat at just how good it feels.

He feels like he’s everywhere, the gentle warmth of his hand cradling you and the stretch of just a single finger filling you up, pressing against all the right places effortlessly. Even with his cautious pace of pumping his finger in and out of you, it felt better than anything you could imagine. You squirmed in his grip, rolling your hips back against him fervently to keep that blissful feeling engulfing you.

“You’re very… eager.” Fukaboshi responds lowly, looming over you with eyes only for you squirming before him. He can’t tear away from it, head over heels with how well you were taking him. It was new to him, unfamiliar, but he can feel it stirring in his gut that he may become insatiable.

“It feels so ah! Amazing!” You gasp out when you feel him prod impossibly deeper, his own curiosity taking over his caution and he presses his fingers into you. Your cries are like sweet music to his ears and how wet you were just excited him more, a thought lingering in the back of his mind of just how hot and wet you’d feel stretched out around his cock. God he could drool at the thought.

“You look just as amazing.” His eyes are locked on the bulge on your stomach, disappearing and reappearing in tandem to his movements. Experimentally, his thumb presses down gently on the bulge and you sob, jolting underneath him and your head thumps against his hand. “Did… did that feel good?”

“S’ good.” You sob out, hands tangling in your hair when he does it again. You could cum from this alone, tension building in your gut as the knot starts being pulled tight. He can feel you squeezing around him, rocking his finger into you with a bit more fever as you sob and dig your fingers into his skin.

It breaks, the flood gate comes crashing open and you’re coming undone in the palm of his hand. Red hot sparks run through your body and turn your vision wet, your cunt spasming around his finger as you cum. Just like before, he can’t tear his eyes away, terrified he’ll miss a single second of it.

Crashing down from you high, you melt limply into his hand and appreciate the way he strokes along your body with feather light touches, shushing you softly. He lifts you up to his face, pressing kisses down your chest to your midsection, his tongue curiously dipping down to lick along your cunt. You gasp in overstimulation at the wet feeling along your clit, overwhelming but so good at the same time.

He chews nervously at his lips, facing away from you in an attempt to hid the pink dusting his cheeks. “Sorry, I was just curious.”

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fic #fukaboshi #fukaboshi x reader #fukaboshi x you #[🦇].witching hour

149 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ ᴠɪɪ || ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: requested by @angeliet <33, I never thought I'd be writing Crocodile with this prompt but alas I had a fun idea that I decided to run with. thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy this!

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Crocodile x afab nb!reader//warnings: oral (m!receiving), praise, deep throating

It was never like he was one for praise, a man of few words but many actions. A bouquet left for you to find in the bedroom or another fancy dinner to celebrate one of your accomplishments, Crocodile always seemed to be the master of show but don’t tell. It was never like it bothered you, there was an image for him to upkeep and you knew how to read between the lines of his actions.

But the red hot rush through our body when you finally hear the words of just how good you are for him makes you crave it more. How couldn’t he shower you in praise when you sit so obediently between the man's legs and wrap your lips around his length, trying to take as much as possible into your mouth despite the tears and gags. You whine softly when your jaw aches but keep sliding down, desperate for more honey sweet praise.

“Mmm, just like that. Doing so good.” His deep voice rumbles above you, the sharp coldness of his hook petting at your face and pushing hair out of the way to get a better look.

You gag softly when you feel his cockhead prod the back of your throat, pulling back a bit to swirl your tongue around the tip instead. Determination still burned hot in your veins, you wanted to take him down to the base just to see how he’d react, to make him feel good. Staring up at him with wide eyes you slowly start to take his cock back into your mouth.

His head hits the back of his seat, the groan reverberating in his chest as you sink down on his coc. He curls his fingers in your hair, rings equally as cold against your scalp and he gently tries easing you down further on his length. “C’mon, you can do it. Just relax.” Tears and blurring your vision but you surge on.

Your throat flutters around his cock as drool drips from the sides of your mouth, a voice in the back of your head reminding you to breathe from your nose. Your jaw aches and his cock is almost too much but the muttered praise of “just like that” and “so good” soothes any sort of congregating pain.

“You’re so pretty choking on my cock, should make you do it more often. Love seeing you like this.” He chuckles, stroking your cheek gently as he lowers your further. You moan in response, laving your tongue along the underside of his cock and he mirrors your sounds of pleasure. His breathing has gotten heavier, more labored as you manage to fit more of him into your mouth. “Mph, you’re the only one that can take me this well sweetheart.”

Your nose is tickled by his pubes, face pressed close against his abdomen and you can smell the heavy scent of musk and sex on his skin. Crocodile groans loudly, unable to tear his gaze away from you with your mouth stuffed full of his cock. You stare back through teary eyes, relishing in how his hand strokes your face as he praises you. “Fucking look at you, s’ good. So good for me.”

He lets you pull off, sputtering and gasping for air while his thumbs swipe away tears from your glossy eyes. Patting his lap, he helps you climb up from the cold floor into his invitingly warm lap. “I think you deserve a reward.” He hums, deft fingers finding your underwear to pull them aside, his spit slick cock rubbing against your entrance.

#one piece #one piece x reader #crocodile x reader #sir crocodile #crocodile x you

234 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

Day I - Lingerie || Doflamingo x fem!reader

Day II - Thigh riding || Shanks x fem!reader

Day III - Cuckolding || Sanji x fem!reader x Nami

Day IV - Cockwarming || Sanji x trans masc! reader

Day V - Edging || Robin x gn!reader

Day VI - Overstimulation || Corazon x fem!reader

#one piece #one piece x reader #[🦇].witching hour #kinktober 2022

17 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ ᴠɪ || ᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: requested by @riseofdraven <33 always lots of fun to write Cora, I hope you enjoy!!

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Corazon x fem!reader//warnings: overstimulation, praise, fingering, oral sex (reader receiving)

Corazon always found himself most content around you. Whether it was simple and mundane things such as taking a nap together, sprawled out in the bed and tangled in each other’s embraces, or navigating the kitchen together with a new recipe, flour spilled and too many dropped pans but you both were laughing too hard to care all that much. He was always so happy around, content to the full.

He was especially content when he was settled between your legs, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you and he’d barely even started to use his mouth. Deft fingers pumped in and out of your wet core, thrusting into the slick mess your pussy was, becoming messier with every shuddering orgasm he pulled out of you.

You thanked the heavens for his devil fruit, your throat already raw from the cries you couldn’t contain and Corazon didn’t seem like he was doing much better, rambling on about his love for you and showering you with praise. He’d been talking ever since he’d caught an eyeful of your bare form, it was like a flood gate had been opened and it was all he could talk about.

“I love listening to you cry for me, so pretty.” He places light kisses up your trembling thigh, rubbing soothing circles in your skin to calm you down from another orgasm. Your breaths were shuddering in your lungs and tears pricked at the corners of your eyes but Corazon’s sappy words were an anchor pulling you back down to earth. “Just listen to my voice love, it’s okay. You’re okay.”

You jolt sharply when his lips press a kiss to your clit, oversensitive and aching from his incessant touches. “I’ve got you darling.” His scarred hands grip at your thighs, prying them back open so he could wiggle his way back in between them. Dark eyes peered up at you with a glimmering look of absolute adoration in his irises. “Can I make you cum again? You look so pretty each time I just can’t resist it.” He kisses your thighs, alternating between the two and leaving dark lipstick marks as he waits for an answer.

Taking in a shaky breath, you reply with a stuttered “yes” and it’s all he needs before his mouth is on you. It’s so gentle at first, tiny licks at your clit just to test how you react. You tense up, oversensitive and overstimulated but it’s exactly what he wants. He’s drinking up your loud whines and how your body keeps jolting at his touch, wrapping his arms around your thighs tighter to drag you against his mouth.

“Cora!” You shriek when he licks a broad stripe up your cunt, savoring the taste of your juices on his tongue then diving back in for more. Your body is confused between choosing to push him away or pull him in, legs wrapping tight around but your hands are clawing at the sheets. The pleasure is making your vision blurry.

“You always taste so delicious.” He pants open mouthed against your cunt, juices smeared across his face and messing up his carefully applied makeup but your abdomen stirred at the sight. His fingers prod gently at your entrance, slipping in and aided by your slickness. You wanted him to split you open on his cock but he adored taking his time with you, every little second was savored by him.

“Mmf, want to taste you.” You moan out, muffled by your drool covered pillow. You wanted to make him feel the same way he was making you feel, and a break from the constant mind numbing pleasure sounded nice.

A blush spreads across his face as he peeks up at you from between his legs, eyes sparkling with that familiar look. “I’m not done with you yet.” He laughs and is on you once again, licking and sucking at your clit with fever and the uncontrollable shaking of your body is back.

You feel like you’re balancing on a tightrope between pain and pleasure, the stimulation on your clit too much but also not enough at the same time. Your eyes roll but when you feel the familiar build up forming in your gut, squirming and tensing up more and more by the second. His fingers are pumping in and out of you faster, the slick and obscene sound filling the little bubble as you moan just as loud.

Your toes curl and you tear at the sheets, Corazon’s tongue joining his fingers to circle your clit then his red painted lips wrap around the little button to suck and your vision goes white. The orgasm is hot in your veins, making the shakes vibrate through your whole body and you want to curl up on the bed. Tears are rolling down your face and you hiccup out little moans.

His eyes are wide, gleaming, as he stares at you open mouthed. The look is back in his eye, silently begging for more and you knew you would never be one to deny it. His fingers start up again, a gentle push and pull building up more and more as he searches for another orgasm from you.

Insatiable. He was insatiable.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fic #[🦇].witching hour #rosinante corazon #corazon x reader #corazon x you #corazon x y/n

324 notes · View notes

sugxrslushy · 2 years

Text

ᴅᴀʏ ᴠ || ᴇᴅɢɪɴɢ

🩸ᴀ/ɴ: requested by @tardiiart my loveeee!! super excited because I got an excuse to write for Robin and decided to go with my favorite one and write her when she worked for Baroque works, I hope you enjoy this ahhh <33

🩸ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ: NSFW MINORS DNI//Robin x gn!reader//warnings: Dom!Robin, edging, pegging, bits of praise, misuse of devil fruit, punishments

“Oh come on, there’s no need to cry dear.” Robin tuts under her breath, petting your hair before tangling her fingers in your locks to pull your head back with a sharp tug. Yelping loudly, you can feel your eyes become more glossy by the second as you squirm against her. Her plump lips ghost over the shell of your ear, the brim of her cowboy hat bumping against you. “It’s not like this isn’t your fault.”

Robin thrusts forward sharply, her strap burying itself inside you and you jolt forward with a gasp. You dig your fingers into the hard wood of the desk, fighting to keep yourself up and standing as your legs shake uncontrollably. “M’ sorry.”

“I know you are sweetheart, I know. But a punishment is a punishment.” She whispers against your skin. You knew she was right and you had never been opposed to these types of “punishments”. She was so pretty and you were grasping at straws for any sort of time around her, any sort of physical touch and this was a dream come true. You tried your luck and didn’t come up empty handed but instead you were struggling to grasp your orgasm.

But your heart was bleeding with joy at the situation you found yourself in. She’d been all you could look at since the very day you’d met her, so elegant and put together. You wondered just how well she could take care of you, what she’d look like underneath all the the steely facade and the pretty purple outfit that showed off all the right parts.

It’d felt like hours had been ticking by, Robin knew entirely too well on how to make you come undone. It was almost like her devil fruit wasn’t sprouting other limbs but instead knowing every spot that had you sobbing out, although her devil fruit was doing an excellent job picking you apart.

It was almost overwhelming, the feeling of her being everywhere was making goosebumps rise on your skin. Hands stroking over your chest, fondling with the flesh there and taking your sensitive nipples between delicate fingers, rolling them and making you scream as a blinding pleasure builds. Another hand clamps over your mouth and Robin clicks her tongue, stilling her movements. The touches to your more intimate parts have disappeared as if the click of her tongue was a call back to reality, the wet dream slipping through your fingers.

“What did I say earlier?” Her voice is silky smooth, despite its underlying intentions it’s laced with the sweetest sugar you could ever be met with, you could almost taste the sweet nectar of her words on your tongue.

“Robin-” You whine out, your brain mush from how many times your orgasm has escaped you. Her hand comes up to tilt your chin towards her, hypnotically blue eyes boring into your sole. You’re clenching around her tight, heart thrumming in your chest with a nervous excitement.

“What did I tell you to call me?” She says slowly, lips curling up into a smile.

You could collapse to the floor right there, she had you wrapped around her fingers so nicely. She’d been so sweet to you ever since you had first joined Baroque Works, a higher up who’d taken you under her wings. You adored her and every part of you yearned to follow her command. “Miss.” You whisper.

Miss All-Sunday. How couldn’t you fall in love with her?

“You’re so good, so smart my dear.” She lets go of your jaw, dipping down to press kisses along your neck as her hips rock back around yours. You let out shuddery sighs, relishing in the sweet ecstasy she gave you. “Now what-” She snaps her hips forward to punctuate her word, strap pressing deep and you swear you saw stars. “Did I tell you earlier?”

It sits on the tip of your tongue but the consistent snapping of her hips keeps knocking it from your mouth, instead whimpering and whining as you cling desperately to the desk and drool slips from your mouth. “Y-you told me I- ah! I can’t cum!” You grit your teeth and whine under her unforgiving pace.

“Until?”

“Until I’m good and y-you say I can.” Your knees buckle and you fall down against the desk, Robin leaning against your back as she finally slows, favoring long and deep strokes instead. You can’t control how loud your moans are, a hand no longer at your mouth to silence them and you can’t imagine how much trouble you both would be in if a certain someone were to overhear this.

Her hair tickles your shoulders when she leans down to kiss your shoulder blade, hands sliding across your arms to interlock her fingers with your own. “Are you going to be good so I can make you feel nice? Because I wouldn’t want to have to start all over again.”

“Yes!” She could be asking you to do anything, no matter how obscene or absurd and you swear you would’ve listened to her. Maybe your brain was finally becoming mush, the only coherent thought was one of lust with how bad you wanted her to fuck you with all she’s got. It only becomes worse when she laughs and tilts your head again to kiss you on the lips, the threat of you coming completely undone all the more real.

“You’re just too cute, let me make you feel good then.” You can feel her pick up her speed again and all your resolves are beginning to disappear, letting yourself be pleasured by the women above you.

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece fic #nico robin #nico robin x reader #robin x you #nico robin x you

146 notes · View notes