#fire fist ace smut
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Open Flame
❤︎ portgas d ace x fem reader ❤︎
༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧
cw: afab!reader, fem!reader, dom!ace, sub!reader, ace is a smug tease, kitchen sex, fingering, piv sex, bent-over-the-counter sex, cream pie, use of "good girl" , "baby" & "sweetheart"
summary: reader is a strawhat, reader has a crush on ace (don't we all?) they're the only ones up late at night in the kitchen >:), sex ensues, heat/flame innuendos duh, oh and Ace wears those slutty man plaid boxers (>ᴗ•) !
word count: ~4,000
tagging: @bby-deerling @maddddstuff @eelnoise @nerdgeekandeverysweet-blog @help-i-lost-my-sock
Open Flame
Ace’s gaze was allconsuming.
A spell-binding stare that, ironically, lit a flame within you that couldn’t be tamed.
Your captain’s brother was only supposed to have stayed with you all on The Sunny for a few days, but, before long, days melted into weeks, and Ace had effortlessly ingrained himself, finding a home not just within the confines of the ship, but also within the recesses of your mind.
Ever since his first day with your crew, you found yourself tossing and turning in bed at night, consumed by visions of Fire Fist Ace; his toned figure, his freckled skin, his dark, shaggy hair.
Each toss and turn was a desperate attempt to escape the relentless grip of your infatuation, but his image persisted, vivid and unyielding.
Oh, it was futile. The more you tried to push him from your thoughts, the more he consumed them. His presence lingered, something intoxicating, relentless, enveloping you in a haze of longing and allconsuming desire.
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You squeeze your eyes shut, willing yourself to find solace in sleep, but your mind races on, conjuring fantasies of those stolen glances, those tan, freckled cheeks. Each scenario plays out in intricate detail, taunting you with the tantalizing possibility of something more.
You release a weighted sigh, your gaze still fixed on the unchanging ceiling. Sleep feels impossible now, so you give in to your insomnia, gently shedding the covers from your body and rising upright.
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In the depths of the ship's night, you silently slip out of your bunk, navigating the narrow corridors with practiced ease. The Sunny creaks and groans softly around you, its familiar sounds a comforting backdrop to your nocturnal wanderings.
The floorboards creak faintly beneath your weight as you pad through the dimly lit hallway, guided only by the pale moonlight filtering through the fluttering curtains.
A gentle sea breeze whispers through the open window, carrying with it the scent of night blooms and sea salt. As you descend the stairs, your footsteps echo softly against the wooden steps, breaking the stillness of the night.
Entering the kitchen, you flick on the overhead light, casting a warm glow over the familiar surroundings. The room seems to welcome your presence, the comforting hum of the refrigerator and the soft ticking of the clock offering solace in the solitude of the night.
You move with quiet purpose, your movements fluid and unhurried as you prepare a cup of tea, the gentle clink of porcelain against porcelain punctuating the silence. The rhythmic motion of stirring soothes your restless mind, easing the knots of tension that had taken root within you.
As you stir the spoon through the steaming liquid, Ace's presence solidifies in your thoughts, his grip on your mind unyielding. There's no escaping his hold, so you allow him to take you, drifting deeper into your imagination. You envision the sensation of drawing him near, tasting his lips, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours. The thought lingers: would his abilities render his flesh hot to the touch?
Lost in your daydreaming, your senses are momentarily dulled. The rhythmic stirring of your tea slows as you continue to drift in the cocoon of your thoughts, imagining scenarios that seem both tantalizingly real and impossibly distant.
Ace’s lips on your neck, his strong hands around your waist, melting you.
And then, like a sudden gust of something unexpected, the sound of footsteps shatters the tranquility of your fantasies. Your heart skips a beat as you raise your head, finding yourself face to face with the object of your affection.
Ace stands in the doorway, his presence filling the room with an intensity that leaves you breathless.
He has’t noticed me, yet, thank god.
Unaware of your presence, he remains oblivious, his attention consumed by the remnants of sleep lingering in his eyes. With a lazy yawn and a gentle rub of his eyes, he remains lost in the haze between wakefulness and sleep.
He stands before you, casually shirtless, as he usually is, yet there's something distinctly different about this moment. His chest is bare and his torso is exposed, the warm light of the kitchen accentuating the contours of his chest and the play of shadows across his skin.
Beneath the soft glow, his feet are bare, too, adding to the casual allure of his presence. The only garment adorning him is a pair of loose-fitting red plaid boxers, hanging effortlessly from his sculpted hips
The warm glow of the kitchen lights cascades softly over Ace's toned body, each gentle beam of light dances delicately across his features, accentuating the subtle contours of his handsome, freckled face. As he steps further into the room, the light caresses his golden skin, highlighting the delicate sprinkling of freckles that adorn his cheeks and nose, a testament to the countless hours spent basking in the sun's embrace.
And suddenly, to your dismay, his eyes, dark and enigmatic, lock onto yours, and for a fleeting instant, time seems to stand still.
A weary grin creeps onto his face as he senses comfort in your company.
"Trouble sleeping, too?" the timbre of his voice is soft and raspy, colored by the remnants of sleep.
As he speaks, he ambles towards the fridge, effortlessly navigating the kitchen space. With a fluid motion, he swings the refrigerator door open, stealing a quick glance in your direction as he begins to sift through its contents, awaiting your response.
“Uh, yeah,” you chuckle softly, stumbling over your words. Surely, you were dreaming. You rub your eyes a few times to dispel the remnants of sleep, however, when you open them again, Ace is still there.
"The waves seem rougher tonight, huh?" Ace mumbles between mouthfuls of food, his attention divided between his meal and the remaining contents of the fridge.
“They do, yeah,” you offer a soft smile, “But I can rarely get to sleep,” you admit, taking a sip from your mug of tea.
"Oh, really?" Ace's inquiry pulls your attention away from your tea, his sudden gaze meeting yours as he lifts his head from the fridge for the first time. “Why’s that?”
A rush of heat floods your cheeks at the direct eye contact, prompting you to avert your gaze momentarily.
"Just... can't stop thinking," you admit softly, your voice trailing off as you struggle to find the right words.
"Hmm," Ace acknowledges with a thoughtful hum before swallowing. "Same here," he adds, his tone carrying a hint of vulnerability.
Your curiosity piqued, you lean in slightly, intrigued by his response. "What's been on your mind, Ace?" you ask, voice laced with genuine interest.
Ace hesitates for a moment, glancing around the kitchen before shrugging nonchalantly,
"You.”
Ace's unexpected confession courses through your veins and renders you speechless. Your heart flutters erratically in your chest, and you struggle to maintain composure under the weight of his words that hang heavily between the two of you.
It was disarmingly casual, refreshingly honest. Not a rehearsed performance, starkly contrasting the countless nights you spent rehearsing confessions in front of the mirror. You can;t help but envy his effortless sincerity.
His gaze remains fixed on yours, unwavering and intense as he straightens up, closing the fridge.
He slowly makes his way towards you, making your breath hitch in your throat. You swallow dryly as he draws near, and with a gentle yet purposeful motion, he reaches out and takes the mug of tea from your hand, the brief touch sending a shiver down your spine. Setting the drink down on the counter with a soft clink, he closes the space between you, the air crackling with unspoken tension.
You feel his breath on your ear as his presence looms closer,
“What have you been thinking about, y/n?” he questions, a knowing smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
You suck in your bottom lip gently between your teeth, a nervous habit betraying the whirlwind of emotions churning within you. Your gaze locks with his, his eyes like pools inviting you take a swim.
And so, you dive in.
Time seems to stand still as you hover on the brink of uncertainty, the weight of your unspoken emotions hanging heavy in the air. And then, with a soft exhale, you opt for a physical reply, immediately closing the gap, crashing your lips onto Ace’s.
His hand instinctively finds its home on your soft cheek as your lips meld together, making you moan softly into his mouth.
His lips turn up into a smile against yours, pleased with the sound that escaped your throat.
It's a moment suspended in time, a delicate dance of longing and hesitation as you explore the uncharted territory of your newfound embrace. Your lips move together in perfect harmony, each brush of skin igniting a fire within you that threatens to consume you whole.
Your surroundings seem to fall away as you make out, gently caressing Ace’s sharp jawline as his tongue presses against your lips, silently asking for permission to enter.
You promptly oblige, parting your lips to allow Ace’s hot tongue to explore your mouth.
He accepts, groaning softly into your open mouth as his tongue swirls around yours slowly.
He presses forwards softly, palms resting on the countertop on either side of your hips, caging you in as he leans harder into the kiss.
You hands travel upwards, tangling themselves in his mess of dark hair as you gently bite his bottom lip, playfully tugging on the tender flesh between your teeth.
“Ace,” you whine breathlessly.
“Yeah?” the tall man rasps into your mouth, eyes still closed in a blissful surrender, “Tell me what you need, sweetheart.”
Your heart swells at his affectionate words and you playfully parrot his statement from before,
“You.”
"That's it," he murmurs, his voice soft yet brimming with confidence. "That's what I wanted to hear."
You feel your core tighten at his boldness, making heat pool in your crotch.
As if he could read your body like a book, he slowly begins to snake his toned arm downwards, his hand finding its home on your aching sex.
Your head rolls back and you let out a pleased sigh at the sensation.
“Sensitive, are we?” Ace purrs arrogantly, pleased at his own ability.
“Mm-mhmm,” you whine in admission because he’s right, he tugs those sounds from your body naturally, better than anyone ever has.
His able fingers cautiously meet the waistband of your pajama shorts and he shoots you a questioning glance, silently asking for your permission.
“Please, Ace,” you whine.
He smirks at you before dipping his hand beneath your shorts, his middle and ring finger aiming to tease your weeping opening.
“Needy girl,” he lets out a gravelly groan, “So wet for me already.”
A dark blush rushes to your cheeks at the lewdness of his words, but he cups your face and tilts your head down, making you watch the meticulous movements of his fingers.
His other hand swiftly snakes around to give your ass a gentle squeeze before dipping his thumb beneath your waistband to tug your shorts down.
Simultaneously, he swipes his middle finger along your aching slit, the tip of his finger meeting your hole with a precautionary nudge.
“Mm,” you whine out, excitedly awaiting the intrusion.
“Yeah?” Ace tests you, stalling his movements, “Come on, baby, show me how badly you want it.”
Abandoning all dignity, you let your yearnings take the reigns, grinding your hips back and forth against him, soaking his digit in your essence.
“Good,” Ace mumbles, rewarding your persistence with a press of his finger against your opening. Your cunt greedily accepts his digit, sucking him in. “So tight, y/n, can’t wait to stretch you out,” the man before you smirks and you want to hide your embarrassed face, but you’re too consumed by desire, unable to fall back on your shy tendencies.
He slowly begins pumping his finger in and out of you, earning delicious moans to escape from your slack jaw and into his ear.
You bury your face in his neck, his skin radiating heat and carrying the unmistakable scent of fire. It's primal and potent, a blend of burning wood, scorched earth, and smoldering embers. As you inhale deeply, you detect hints of charred debris and smoke clinging to him, a haunting reminder of his fire's destructive power. Yet, there's also an allure to the scent, a sense of safety, evoking memories of his warm flames flickering in the darkness. It's a scent that commands your attention, stirring your senses with its primal energy and leaving an indelible mark, much like the landscape long after the flames have been extinguished.
You’re a mess beneath his touch, biting onto the muscular flesh of his freckled shoulders, whimpering into his ear. He adds another finger, making you cry out at the intrusion earning a palm to your mouth. He works the two digits in and out of you with deliberate precision, hitting your sweet-spot perfectly with each pass.
You start to see stars as Ace’s thumb meets your aching clit, treating the swollen nub with tight circles.
The ever-tightening coil growing within your stomach reaches its peak, threatening to snap as Ace continues his dirty work.
But, before your pleasure can boil over, Ace pulls away, removing his soaking fingers from your needy cunt.
You’re trembling, weakly holding onto Ace’s muscular forearm to steady yourself as you whine,
“Aceee, w-why’d you stoppp?” your voice is desperate, nearly embarrassingly so, but you’ve long abandoned all your dignity, you just want him to keep pleasing you.
“Turn around,” the man before you shoots you a wolfish grin, “I promise I’ll make it worth it.”
The mere idea of passing up whatever Ace is offering fills you with trepidation, so without hesitation, you comply, swiftly turning yourself around and placing your hands on the countertop.
You glance back at the tall man behind you, finding him sporting a smug smirk, dark eyes lidded as he gazes down at you, clearly amused by your immediate obedience.
Ace’s strong, hot hands meet your hips, griping the flesh tightly as he brings his clothed crotch to lie flush with your bare ass.
His skin is seeping heat through his boxers, and the sensation causes you to mewl out, goosebumps budding all over your impatient skin.
He wastes no time as he’s no better, impatient, too, immediately beginning to grind his aching cock against the flesh of your ass. A hearty moan brews in his chest and escapes from his throat, causing a dark blush to dance across your cheeks. You stare down at your fingers gripping the countertop, knuckles growing white against the granite as Ace has his way with you.
“Fuck,” he leans forward, his bare chest lying flush with your back as he groans in your ear, “You ready for me, baby?” he nips at your ear.
You roll your hips in response, pressing your ass harder against his erection to accentuate your whiny plea, “Please, Ace.”
You feel his lips tug into a smirk against your ear, “Say no more, y/n.”
In an instant, Ace’s plaid boxers meet the kitchen floor, earning a small gasp from you as you watch the fabric pool at his feet.
Placing one warm palm on the small of your back he uses the other to grip his long, pulsing cock, lining himself up with your weeping entrance.
Ace grits his teeth as he begins to push his tip inside you, sucking in a shaky breath through his grin as he feels your tight hole opening up for him.
“Mmm,” you whine out, “Aceee-”
Your fingertips make a pathetic attempt to dig into the impenetrable granite as Ace pushes himself inside you.
The stretch is evident, nearly painful, but you endure it, for the reward of having Ace fuck you is beyond worth it.
His fingertips meet the dip of your waistline with a comforting squeeze as he continues to press forwards, his voice filled with genuine concern, "You're alright, baby?" he asks tenderly.
“Mm-mhm,” you whine, pressing your hips back eagerly, “More, please-”
“So desperate for me,” Ace groans through gritted teeth, but he rewards your desperation, gripping your waist tightly as he thrusts himself inside you fully, bottoming out,.
“Fuck, Ace!” you cry out, loudly at the feeling of Ace’s lengthy cock suddenly filling your insides. You feel stuffed, letting your mouth hang slack and your eyes screw shut as stars erupt beneath your lids.
At the sudden sound of your loud moans, Ace’s hand immediately shoots forwards, palm covering your mouth tightly and pressing in firmly to punctuate his point.
Ace’s palm against your mouth makes you realize how loud you just were, and although a surge of longing and desire courses through your veins, beneath the surface, a thread of caution lingers. You are acutely aware of your surroundings, the faint sounds of the ship humming around you, the distant creak of floorboards echoing in the corridor beyond. The two of you are an open flame, and the threat of one of your crewmates walking in tickles at your mind, but is far overpowered by the desire for Ace to rail you.
“Stay quiet for me, yeah, baby?” Ace groans, his voice a gravelly, promising whisper, “and I'll give ‘ya everything you want.”
“M-Mhmm,” you nod your head frantically, willing to promise anything if it means he’ll keep going.
Ace gives you a firm nod, pleased at your response, letting his hand fall from your mouth and find its way back on the other side of your waist.
His cock throbs inside your tight cunt, making you let out a pleased but quiet moan. The feeling of your hot walls fluttering around his length makes Ace relinquish his control, steadying himself before pulling his hips back and thrusting back into you.
Your moans threaten to escape loudly, and as much as you want to let it out, you keep them at bay, obeying Ace’s silent order. You tremble beneath him, only allowing a soft, weak moan to erupt from your heaving chest.
Soon enough, he develops a steady pace, thrusting in and out of you rhythmically, stuffing you full, his blunt tip kissing your g-spot with each pass, making your body melt beneath him.
He’s strategic, reaching around to rub tight circles into your clit as he fucks you from behind, keeping you bent over the kitcher counter.
The man behind you is hot to the touch; his skin, his cock, all of him is hot, a stark contrast to the cold granite that rubs against your tits and open palms as he fucks you.
Ace is huffing behind you, eyes screwed shut as he picks up the pace, the lewd sounds of your skin slapping together dismissing the nighttime silence that hung in the kitchen earlier.
“Fuck, y/n,” he groans, letting his head fall back. His pace increases, becoming more brutal and a bit sloppy as he chases his orgasm.
One of his hands makes its way upwards to tangle itself in your hair, lacing his fingers in the strands and tugging on them, pulling your head back to make you look at him.
He looks beautiful like this, thrusting into you from behind, freckled face and shoulders tinted red, dark, shaggy hair clinging to his forehead with his sweat, toned chest heaving up and down.
“Y/n,” he rasps breathlessly, eyes lidded as he stares down at you lustfully, “I-I’m so close-”
The circles he’s rubbing into your clit become tighter, more frantic, his thrusts gaining more power but becoming unsynchronized as he desperately chases his rapidly-approaching orgasm.
You’re no better, weakly clawing at the countertop as your legs tremble, threatening to give out from under you as Ace continues to pound his length into you. He’s bullying your cervix, overstimulating your sore clit, wildly pulling you towards your own peak.
“Sh-Shit, A-Ace-!”
In an instant, it hits you; white-hot pleasure, coursing through your veins, making your limbs grow tingly and numb, your knees buckling as they give out beneath you. You’re a trembling mess, gushing onto Ace’s cock as your orgasm reaches its crown, crashing into you with unwavering intensity.
Ace is right behind you, granting your spent body with a few more weak thrusts before he pushes himself in fully one last time, tip meeting your cervix with a harsh bump before he erupts inside you.
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The soft tendrils of morning light filter through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the your bedroom as you stir from your slumber. Blinking sleepily, you rub your eyes, a lingering sense of disorientation clouding your thoughts.
I’m in bed. Did Ace bring me here?
The events of the previous night flood your mind, and you can't help but wonder if it was all just a dream. The memory of your clandestine encounter in the kitchen feels like a distant echo, shrouded in uncertainty and disbelief.
With a sigh, you sit up, the sheets pooling around your waist as you wrestle with the conflicting memories swirling within you. Part of you yearns to believe that it was real, that the tender moments shared between you and Ace were more than just figments of your imagination.
Doubt gnaws at the edges of your consciousness, whispering tales of wishful thinking and misplaced desire.
But the fresh love bites on your neck and soreness of your cunt must prove otherwise, right?
Lost in your thoughts, you slip out of bed and pad across the room, the cool floor beneath your feet grounding you in the present. With hesitant steps, you make your way to the kitchen, heart pounding in anticipation.
As you enter the familiar space, you let out a deep breath, scanning the room for any sign of Fire Fist Ace. But, to your dismay, the kitchen stands empty, the only remnants of your encounter being the lingering scent of tea and a damp kitchen towel.
And then, his voice cuts through the silence like a hot knife on ice,
“How’d you sleep, beautiful?”
You turn, and there, leaning casually against the kitchen counter, is Ace, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that steals your breath away. The sight of him, so real and tangible, dispels the lingering doubts that had clouded your mind.
He grins widely, warmly, a sight that floods your veins with a familiar sensation of heat and joy.
“Hope I didn’t rough you up too much, pretty girl.”
With the reassurance of his words, elation and relief climb up your spine and cling to your skin.
You make your way towards Ace, planting a passionate kiss on his lips before gazing up into his eyes,
“Thanks for tucking me in, Ace,” you blush softly.
The freckled man chuckles,
“Anytime.”
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ace loves more than anything to tease his girl! Sure, he plays the occasional prank or pokes fun at the way you eat. Even throwing around a silly nickname here or there..
but nothing brings him more satisfaction than watching you writhe and squirm on top of him. A firm hand clutching the back of your neck to keep you in place against his chest. Meanwhile, your legs are slightly parted as he pushes that toy in and out of your little cunt..it’s practically sucking it in. That silicone dildo marked with a different color at each inch to show how far you can take it. And at the moment, you’re just not meeting his standards.
“Babyyyy..please..”
“Unt uh..not yet, pretty girl..you’ll get mine when you can handle all of this.”
a promise he intended to keep. As it stood, you couldn’t even fit it to the halfway point without you coming undone. Cream and slick coating the tip and part of its shaft. Trust, he wishes it were him..wish that he could grip your asscheeks in his hands and bounce you up and down on his cock right now. Wishing he could make you come until those pretty little eyes rolled back…that he could fill it up with every last remnant of but he had to offer. But he’s got the patience of a saint. He doesn’t mind playing the long game so long as he got what he wanted in the end. So he’ll continue working that little pussy over..stroking at the same pace he would if it were him inside of you. Taking some out only to shove it back in gently. Listening to the pop and squelch of your tight walls constricting around it. “Look how fucking tight you are, babe..you’re barely opening up.” The tent in his pants is only growing larger but he can’t cave just yet. Not when he’s got you nearly trained to his liking. Finally meeting the thrusts of that fake thing..he’s confident you’ll have no problem taking that dick once he decides to give it to you! But for now, he’s enjoying this view. Watching you rut yourself against his thigh as he keeps pushing it in and out. Your nails clawing at his chest whilst his lips softly press to your temple. You’re growing anxious, getting restless and even start pawing at his obvious hard on. But he’s equally quick to swat your hand away. It’s not the right time in his opinion.
“..I know you’re getting impatient, gorgeous. But trust me, you’ll be glad I made you wait for it.”
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— ★ BIRTHDAY BOY // PORTGAS D. ACE
content & warnings: fem!reader, canon-verse, spoilers about ace’s family if you haven’t got up to marineford 🚶🏽♂️, whitebeard crew member!reader, mentions of alcohol, smut (69, fingering, breastplay) ace has a dirty mouth in this, mdni, past traumas, mentions of grooming, death (maternal mortality), angsty but comfort & fluff
author’s note: happy birthday (01/01) to my freckled sunshine eee
word count: 2.3k
"Eh? What do you mean Ace doesn't celebrate his birthday?" You questioned as you sat with the others for dinner.
"Beats me." Thatch chuckled. "He gets all pissy when you bring it up."
Whitebeard's crew always felt like a family affair, and Ace had always been celebrated. A party animal like Ace not wanting to enjoy his special day sounded completely absurd to you.
Ace was sat on the crow's nest, overlooking the orange hues of the sunset as the Moby Dick swayed in a rhythmic grace on the calm waters.
The last time one of the rowdy crew members insisted on making a big spectacle for his birthday and refused to drop it, resulted in a fistfight where Ace had knocked the poor man's tooth out and left him with a black eye.
He'd learned to laugh it off now.
"Mind if I join you?" You grinned after you clambered the mast.
"Sure." Ace said with his trademark wolfish grin, scooting up. A comfortable silence fell over the both of you as you gazed up at the seagulls calling as they flew.
"Do you remember when we met?" You said, turning to face him.
"Yeah.." He chortled. "You gave your poor sis hell."
Your sister was one of Whitebeard's nurses for his deteriorating health. She often made remarks he was the one patient who would drink while receiving an IV drip.
And there was nothing anybody could do about it. You always snuck on board to get a peep of the colossal figure dubbed "The Strongest Man in the World."
The other members always treated you like a pest, chucking you out every time you snuck on board much to your dismay.
That is until you helped a wandering Fire Fist Ace sneak away from marines, proving your loyalty and worth.
Your sister always struggled with raising you and she knew you were better suited for life on the seas. So she let you go. It was a stepping stone for life, and you were eternally grateful.
"Usually I'm quite good at going undetected by those floozies." Ace chuckled. "I was probably hungover or somethin'!"
"Ace...you mind if I ask you something?" You asked finally mustering up the courage.
"Shoot." He responded.
"...Why don't you celebrate your birthday?"
He tensed up, jaw clenching. Ace had a soft spot for you so he bit his tongue, not wanting to be an asshole and yell.
"Whose big mouth flapped their gums?" He settled on, voice still venomous despite his attempts at restraining himself as he rubbed the nape of his neck.
"Don't blame them, Ace...I was snooping around. I'm sorry."
He made a disgruntled noise as his face crinkled up in disgust.
"Don't say sorry, jeez. Making me feel like an asshat."
You snorted at his comment.
"What's the big flap about birthdays anyways? It's just like any ole day." He said gruffly.
"You get older.." You said softly.
"And it's the day you came into this world. It deserves to be celebrated."
Ace's mind replayed that sentence on a loop for some odd reason as he lay on his bed after most of the crew headed to turn in for the night.
Turmoil was always brewing within Ace. Despite the polite, happy-go-lucky and cheeky front he put out, his mind felt as if he was stuck in quicksand of wondering why he was alive.
He loathed his father. He loved his mother and sometimes, very rarely he would lay in bed thinking about the way she protected him, so much so it had cost her life.
Nobody has memories of birth, but he liked to picture being held by his mother. During infancy. During childhood. Hell, even as a teenager before he took off.
This already stabbing guilt worsened knowing she had died that same day he was born.
He constantly blamed himself. It was irrational, he knew. Sometimes sacrifices are made by a person and as devastating as they may be, they should be respected regardless.
Garp never spoke about Ace's parents to him. He had let it slip after getting blind drunk at one of the mountain bandit's raves that Ace was the spitting image of Roger with Rouge's freckles.
He loathed his father. He loved his mother.
So the information he had inherited something from her sparked joy in his otherwise miserable existence.
Ace was torn away from his dark thoughts when he heard a knock on his cabin.
"Oh...hey Y/N-" He trailed off when he saw you holding a sprinkled cupcake with a single candle planted into it.
"What's all this...?" He asked eyebrow arched.
"It's for you.." You smiled. "I was gonna borrow a lighter but you can light it yourself, mhm?"
"That I can." He chuckled wryly. He stepped to the side to usher you in and closed the door.
The bed creaked as you sat down after placing it on the wooden desk. Ace slumped into the chair, his arms on the rests.
"You don't gotta tell me why you hate your birthday but...make a wish, hm?"
Ace let out a sigh as he shook his head. He could never say no to you. He lit the candle with the tip of his forefinger.
He was stuck on what exactly to wish for but his eyes flickered to you, who was gazing at him expectantly, he felt a surge of warmth in his chest.
After he said his wish in his mind, he blew out the candle. You dipped your index finger in the butterscotch cream, swiping it on the tip of his nose, earning a hearty chuckle from Ace as he threw his head back.
The type of belly ache laugh that makes the muscles in your cheeks hurt. He never thought he could even have a genuine smile today.
He mischievously swiped some of the cream onto your lips and nudged his forehead against yours.
"May I?"
You drew a sharp intake of breath, blood roaring in your ears as his dark eyes glinted with the lantern behind you.
"...Yes." You whispered, and Ace immediately cupped your cheek and slotted his lips against yours. You were still sitting on the bed, his hand pressing firmly against the mattress as he leaned down to kiss you.
The kiss was sweet from the taste of the cream to the tender-like movements of Ace's lips against yours.
When he lapped up the flavor from your lips, he slid his tongue against yours earning a soft whimper from you as heat pooled deep in your gut.
"ACE!" You squeaked out.
Against the pillows, your heart thumped in anticipation. He stood as he unbuckled his belt and let his shorts drop to his ankles.
It was a lewd sight you suppose, and it'd probably get crazier as this went on.
He was on all fours, crawling towards you which was a little funny to see, then he slotted himself between your legs and began to glide his tongue along the skin of the juncture between your shoulders and neck.
You let out a gasp at the sensation of his large hands squeezing your breast.
"Already..?" He whispered in your ear, his thumb flicking the hardened nipple.
Ace by no means was a lothario, and his own sexual experiences had come from the early days when he first ventured out into the sea.
The older women always told him how much of a pretty boy he was and how his freckles were to die for.
At the time he felt his chest swell with pride, especially when his older crew mates propped him up. Saying how much of a real man he was now.
But late at night he often thought back and he felt disgusted with himself. He hated it. He couldn't exactly pinpoint why he felt that way but he couldn't stand it.
So he steered away from intimacy. He could flirt his way out of trouble but when things ever began to heat up when he was on his expeditions around, he knew when to cut and run.
Somehow, as he was about to engage in something so heated with you he oddly felt comforted. As if this was meant to happen.
"Ace..." You murmured as his lips began to suck and lick the flesh of your stomach.
"What is it princess, do you want me to stop..?" He asked gently, dark eyes flickering to yours full of warmth and tenderness.
"No...I want this.." You mumbled, the tips of your ears red as you felt exposed in front of Ace. "But if it's your special day, I should be the one treating you."
A very predatory almost primal-looking glint gleamed in Ace's eyes.
"Baby...do you trust me?" Ace questioned.
You nodded. He made you stand up as he sat on the edge of the bed.
Ace already naked, began to peel off the remainder of your night clothes until you were fully nude in front of him.
He slowly began to lave kisses and sucked on your nipples, causing your breath to hitch in your throat, gripping your hips to keep you in place.
You whimpered his name, goosebumps trailing all over your body as your pussy began to almost sob at the attention. Ace swiped his middle and forefinger between your folds, practically in awe at your wetness.
He looked up to meet your eyes once more, his own swirling with lust.
"All this for me, baby?"
Unsure of what to say, you simply nodded.
"You're mighty sweet, aren't ya?" He chuckled darkly, his thumb beginning to circle your sensitive bundle of nerves, damn near about to buckle.
"You're treatin' me enough by letting me play with that pretty pussy on my special day...but if you insist. Come on. Sit on my face and suck my cock, mhm?"
The crudeness and vulgarity leaving Ace's mouth was shocking you. You've heard a dirty joke from Ace once or twice but this was another level.
Regardless, you'd be lying if you didn't say the filth from his mouth wasn't spurring you on.
As he laid back on his bed, helping you shift into the position to ride his face as you sucked him off.
You gasped when you felt Ace's fingers dig into the flesh of your plush thighs with the added sensation of him burying his face between your dripping core.
He kissed and bit the delicate flesh of your inner thighs before he completely plunged his tongue into your cunt to run it along the wet folds.
You immediately whined. He'd just begun but he was so good at it, you felt a shudder down your spine.
Your nails sunk into his toned thighs as you carefully eyed his hardened cock, the tip already oozing white pearls of pre cum and angrily red.
"It looks like it hurts." You thought to yourself but were immediately dragged out of your thoughts as Ace parted your folds with his fingers, making you squeak.
"What happened to wanting to treat me, huh?" He chuckled, words vibrating against your pussy causing you to jolt.
You never even thought of the idea of wanting somebody's dick in your mouth. Yet Ace's looked so enticing.
Slightly tan with a vein running along the underside. He seemed like such a wild person who didn't care about 'maintenance' yet his pubes seemed to be well trimmed.
It was slightly hard to concentrate on what you needed to do, what with Ace slurping and suckling your pussy obnoxiously. He was making you lightheaded and a moaning mess in his grip.
The pad of your thumb brushed against the slit of his tip, smearing the cum around. He hissed and bucked his hips slightly since he was carried away with the relentless assault of his tongue on your core.
"You goddamn minx..." He muttered with a hazy smile.
Your hand wrapped around his length and began to stroke him tauntingly slow, giving kitten licks on his aching tip. He let out a groan, his raven locks plastering onto the sweat on his forehead.
Soon enough, you slowly but surely took Ace's cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around him as the mixture of saliva and precum coated his dick.
You and Ace were cut from the same cloth you suppose. Both of the oral you were giving each other was sloppy and messy, and you both were struggling to keep your sanity amidst the pleasure.
The Second Division captain's cabin was a cacophony of sinful and desperate moans bouncing off the mahogany panelings and skin slapping.
"Fuck...princess.." Ace gasped out, his breath tickling your sticky and puffy folds. "Don't think I can...handle this much longer. Let's cum together, mhm..?"
You nodded, throat a little raw at Ace accidentally hitting the back of your throat with his tip with the over-enthusiasm of you bobbing your head when you increased your pace.
Soon enough, you simultaneously hit your orgasms, Ace's hot seed oozing in your mouth and your juices squirting on his tongue, he eagerly lapped up the essence causing you to jerk away in hysterics.
"You are so damn...greedy!" You heaved out, breaths shallow after you swallowed and rubbed your throat.
"Can't help myself, princess." Ace remarked with a weary smile as he sat up then crawled over to rest on your chest. "You make me insatiable."
You ruffled his jet-black tresses and kissed his temple as he wrapped his arms around your waist, face nestled into you.
"Hope you enjoyed, birthday boy." You smiled.
"Aw...so you sitting on my face is reserved for birthdays only? Suddenly I wish every day was my birthday." He chuckled, causing you to thump his arm.
The next morning, despite the elaborate plan to leave before dawn before anybody saw you leave Ace's cabin you were caught.
"Here." Thatch said sliding a mug of tea over to you. "Marco says peppermint is good for a sore throat."
That was the last thing Thatch remembered before he was scalded with some of the boiling water sloshed on his hand, the rest of the crew in hysterics.
author’s note: if you read this far tysm! reblogs & interactions always appreciated. its like 4am n i wrote this w my pussy n depression so sorry for any grammatical or spelling mistakes
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Cowboy
Female Reader x Portgas D Ace
Warnings: minors DNI! 18+, possessiveness, unprotected sex, a bit of sub Ace, oral female receiving, praising, teasing, riding, and probably more pls lmk!
Word count:2,548
(Likes and reposts are greatly appreciated!<3)
You decide to go out with your girls to the club when you see Ace the guy you had a fling with starts being possessive and sets his hat on your head. You know the cowboy hat rule.
yes this is inspired by the ace edit by @ mr.sanjivk on tiktok!
It was a Saturday night and you and your girls, Nami and Robin, had been pregaming and getting ready together on the thousand sunny. The plan was to go to a club at the next island you stopped at, which you guys were approaching rather quickly according to your navigator. "Girls! We're almost at the island, are you guys ready?" asked Nami. Robin said a soft 'yes'. "I'm almost ready, just need to put on my heels," you said. Nami as always started stressing out "Come on y/n hurry up! I heard in this town there's a drinking competition and I want my berries" she yelled out as she left the room. As soon as she did you could hear the chef swoon over her and loudly compliment her.
Robin let out a soft laugh and said "Y/n I'll meet you outside, I'll calm our navigator down." You gave her a soft smile of acknowledgement as she left the room and you finished putting on your heels. You went to a mirror to check yourself out and you were satisfied with the way you looked so you made your way outside. You were the last victim of the cook as he had been waiting for you to come out, thankfully as soon as you got onto the deck, you arrived on the island. "Took you long enough, let's go," said nami, you said quick goodbyes to everyone that was on the deck and made your way to the island.
The club was crowded and sweaty as expected, Nami went off to her competition, and Robin went to a mysterious corner to read her book, and that left you in the middle of the dance floor, with sweaty bodies all around you. It wasn't your idea for the night, but you made the most out of it (with the help of a couple of rounds of tequila shots in your system.) You had fully unwinded and danced with anyone that was around. You noticed a muscular man had taken interest in you as he kept on glaring at you and would dance extremely close to you touching your curves. Normally you would've pushed him off in 0.2 seconds, but it had been a while since you had gone clubbing and you were touch-deprived. So you simply didn't care as you were grinding onto his attractive body. You were in your own world dancing with this strange man when suddenly you felt a hat plop on your head. You started to look around and see who would do such a thing when you noticed a certain athletic man with familiar dark raven hair.
You instantly lose interest in the random guy you were dancing with and head towards Ace. Your heart was racing, and you saw he was missing his hat, which could only mean… "Hey beautiful," Ace said with a smirk as he leaned down close to your ear, "Like your hat" You look at him with an annoyed face and rolled your eyes "Hey Ace, what's up and what's with the hat?" you say trying to take the hat off, he let out a cocky chuckle and put his big hand over yours and pushed the hat back down, "I'm just claiming what's mine, that's all" You were taken aback by his actions, sure you and he had a fling, and it was more than a fling to you but he never seemed to have taken it as serious as you did. After things ended with him you thought of him every single day, he always crossed your mind. But you had to move on because you knew he didn't feel the same way, although he never said it. You also ended up joining his younger brother's crew, it was inevitable.
"Excuse me? What makes you think I'm yours, last time I checked I was never your girlfriend" you told Ace with an ache in your heart. His expression changed, and his eyes softened with sadness to them. "I'm sorry I never made you my girlfriend y/n… I was a dumbass and didn't feel like I deserved you" You just gave him a disappointed look when he said "Can I get another chance? I promise this time will be different…I really miss you" Now you don't know whether it was the alcohol or his puppy eyes pleading with you to give him another chance but you said yes. His eyes lit up and he smiled brightly "Thank you y/n I promise to treat you like a queen" he said as he brought you into a tight hug, as he rested his head on top of yours. You lightly punched his arm saying "Yeah you better…idiot" He laughed enjoying your presence and jokes that he missed so much.
Ace danced with you the entire night, keeping his warm hands tight around your waist and occasionally traveling down your ass. You had a tight grip on his buff shoulders and biceps, enjoying every inch of him not wanting the night to end. He stopped dancing for a moment which made you stop and just look at him, you two were making intense eye contact in this crowded room but in your mind, it was just the two of you. The eye contact was making your heart race again until he leaned down to kiss you, giving you the most desperate passionate kiss you've ever had, as he let go he whispered in your "You don't know how much I missed you" you smiled, happy that he missed you that much but you wanted to tease him "Show me how much you missed me" you stated close up in his ear with a sensual tone. He pulled back to face you with a shocked face and then a smirk "Are you sure you want to know?" you gave him an arrogant smile "Dying to know."
He ended up dragging you out of that club, you saw Robin on your way out as you waved goodbye to her. Ace was holding your hand so tight and almost sprinting out of there you didn't even get to see Robin's face. You and Ace managed to escape the club and made your way to his ship and then raced to his room. "y/n you don't know how long I've been waiting for this" You felt your cheeks go warm at his sincerity "I also missed you a lot Ace… thought about you every day…." you admitted to him. You see him get flustered and see his freckled cheeks go red, he kisses you again but this time with hunger. He starts off with slow passionate kisses and suddenly bites your bottom lip gently, you then feel him slip his hot tongue and you allow him access to your mouth. You missed the way he tastes, no matter what Ace always tasted the same and god did you miss it. Meanwhile, he's grabbing your ass making you grind on him and you let out a soft moan as you felt how hard he was through his shorts. He lets out a groan "Fuck I missed your beautiful noises" You smiled softly "Yeah? What else did you miss about me…"
His eyes were full of lust, different from before "Let me show you…please" he says begging. You give a small nod and he moves you towards his bed, you feel comfortable in this familiar space, it feels almost natural being there on his bed as Ace takes off your heels and lifts up your dress. He manages to get it off quickly and admires your figure in your matching lace bra and underwear. You had planned on getting some action tonight, just not with Ace (but you were glad it was him) Ace was looking at you as if you were his prey and he was the predator, you felt flustered under his intense gazing when he interrupted your thoughts "Fuck…baby you're so beautiful" his hand grazing your thighs as you laid down on his bed, back against his bed frame. You felt a fluttering when he slid your panties down, his eyes staying put on your core admiring every single second. It had been a while since you had gotten any action, you were extremely lustful and sensitive.
You let out a small gasp when he immediately digs in and licks you up from the bottom of your pussy to your clit. Ace is fully focused on your intoxicating taste, savoring every second he teases your clit and feeling as you twitch under his strong grip. You were so sensitive and turned on that if he kept on licking at your bundle of nerves you were surely going to cum right then and there. Your legs were twitching uncontrollably as you moaned, not caring how loud you were because he just made you feel so good. "F-fuck Ace if you keep on going…" Before you could finish your sentence he took his head out "Sorry princess, not yet" he said with a stupid smile "Want you to cum on my cock" he leaned in to kiss you, tasting yourself in the kiss. You were disappointed, especially knowing how close you were but you were immediately relieved by the feeling of his dripping tip rubbing along your clit and then down to your slit. "You're so pretty, baby… I can't wait to feel you" As he finished that sentence he thrusted full force into you. You moaned loudly digging your nails onto his back as he hovered over you, length fully in you.
He hissed at how tight you were "Damn sweetheart, real tight for me.." you couldn't even speak with how full you felt, he started thrusting into you slowly, your nails digging deeper. The room was full of explicit noises, your skin slapping, moans from the both of you, your wetness. While Ace fucks you, he maintains eye contact not wanting to miss your pretty face as you moaned, and making sure his hat was still placed on your head. He puts one of his thumbs in your mouth making you suck it and letting out a small good girl. He uses that thumb to rub on your clit, as he starts thrusting into you even faster "No one has ever fucked you as good as me huh baby" you moaned at the combination of sensations, your cunt being destroyed feeling the bulge in your lower stomach, and now your clit being perfectly played with as he ran circle over it, you weren't able to answer him. He makes you look at him by taking his hand away from your clit and pulling the string of his hat that was under your chin to turn your head over to where he was, making you guys meet eye to eye. "Answer me, baby, no one has ever made you feel as good as me hm?" he said in an assertive tone, as you gained a bit of awareness and shook your head yes, his thumb went back to your clit as he said "Use your words babe" You were cock drunk but managed to say "Only you make me feel so good…Ace"
He started pounding into your pussy, making you feel so full but you couldn't stop moaning and gasping, you were to think he was going to split you in half. Your legs were extremely wide open as he was pounding on you and running circles onto your clit your legs were numb at this point. The heat in your belly started blazing and you knew you were close "Ace.. I'm c-close" he starts sucking on your nipples as your boobs had spilled out of your bra and he whispered in your ear "Cum on my cock beautiful" That was your last straw. The heat in your stomach poured out of you as he took this as an opportunity to thrust even faster. You were overstimulated and tears started to flow, but he made you feel so good. Your moans were so loud if anyone was on that ship they would think Ace was torturing someone. But before you were officially done he flipped you on top of him and now he was under you.
You were distraught as you were still recovering from what just happened, with a lustful look on his face he says "Since you're wearing my hat, I think it's only right if you ride me like a true cowgirl" you scoffed but decided to do as he said. You open your legs in between him and pop in his cock back sighing at how he felt at this angle. He laid down with a smug face watching as you jumped up and down on his cock. "You take me so well sweetheart," he said and moaned right after once you started going at a faster rate. You can feel his now burning palms grip your waist moving you up and down even faster. Your pussy gripped onto him making him moan "Mm-hm I'm gonna cum" and you felt his hot liquid shooting up inside you. You moaned softly as you felt his seed inside you and spill out of you as you sat on top of him. He moved you next to him now.
He went to the bathroom cleaned himself up a bit and went with a warm towel and he cleaned up the mess he made in you. You stared at him mind racing with thoughts. You couldn't believe that this man cleaning you up gently was the same one that was railing you a couple of seconds ago. Ace catches you staring and gives you one of his big smiles, with a sweaty face and rosy freckled cheeks. You can't help but smile at him, he sets down the towel somewhere as he goes to lie down with you. Somehow after all of that, you were still wearing his hat which he seemed to appreciate. "I guess you didn't miss me much huh Ace" you said with a giggle as he brought you under the covers to cuddle him. He laughs with an almost bashful look on his face "I never slept with anyone else after you y/n, I knew no one could compare to you and how you make me feel…" He said looking at your eyes lovingly "Plus no other girl would look as good in my hat except for you." You laughed and gave him a quick kiss "Yeah I think I'm gonna keep it now it suits me much better" he smiled "How about I keep my hat and keep you by my side, that suits me best" as he reached to get his hat back you stopped him "One thing at a time ok… but yes I will be your girlfriend" He instantly pulled you into a kiss and hugged you tightly "Thank you, baby, I promise it will be nothing like last time" he squeezed you in reassurance. Your face was against his smooth chest as you confessed to him "Ace… I love you" You heard his heartbeat start racing as he ran a hand through your hair "I love you too y/n…" and then the two of you dozed off to sleep.
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In the heat of the moment
werewolf!ace x reader!! drabble
solo male, masturbation, fucking a pillow, ace is so needy for you
warnings: none
its my first time posting
His breathes are labored. The room is thick with the scent of sex. Ace groans, painting harder as sweat streams down his freckled  back. He is so needy, he can’t help it. Being in your apartment surrounded by the scent of you. It overwhelms him, but despite that he can’t get enough. He ruts gently into your pillow. Hips resting softly at the edge of the pillow. His cock so sensitive, leaking pre on the soft surface. His grip is so hard. Knuckles almost as white as the pillow. Ace can feel his knott start to form. Wishing it was in your needy hole. Ready to be filled to the brim with his seed. Rutting harder of the idea of you coming home to find the mess he made. He trembled a little, letting out a whiny moan as he feels his own realise coming. In an animal-like daze, he ruts harder in the pillow repeating your name like a prayer. Ace’s knott swells as white hot pleasure shoots through his body. Creamy spunk coating your pillow and a bit on your bed.
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Wild
ace & jealousy + semi-public
❤︎ portgas d ace x fem reader ❤︎
༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧
cw: ace is mostly soft dom but switches briefly, too ;) , jealous ace, playful banter, semi-public sex, lots of dirty talk (it's SO good in this one u guys omg.) lots of teasing, begging, nipple-sucking, fingering, hand job, dry humping, dick-riding, unprotected sex, cream pie. (use of: sweetheart, pretty girl, pretty thing, let me handle it, i know what i'm doing, etc.)
summary: ace and reader meet at a party. competitiveness between ace and sanji. ace gets possessive. ace is very confident in his abilities. he leads reader away & semi-public sex ensues ;)
word count: 5,000
tagging: @maddddstuff @bby-deerling @3v37773 @lovelyeddiely @lowkeycasanova @shamblespirate @sanjisjuul @help-i-lost-my-sock
Wild
Ace roams around the room like a quiet predator, a silent authority; so sure of himself, so confident, almost dizzyingly so.
He’s got a keen eye for girls like you; needy girls, the ones who are desperate to shed the weight layers that plague their skin but are unsure as to how.
You want something, and he’s got it.
So, by your side is where he lands.
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With a charisma that knows no bounds, Ace becomes the focal point of every conversation.
He exudes an infectious allure, drawing people towards him like moths to a flame. Whether he's spinning tales of his daring adventures or simply sharing a stupid joke, his laughter rings out like a like a siren's call, captivating all who hear it.
His presence is like a whirlwind, his aura commanding, stirring up laughter and excitement wherever he goes.
You watch from afar, admiring his confidence, wishing you could possess even a fraction of it.
Ace's gaze sweeps across the room, and for a moment, it lingers on you.
Your heart skips a beat as you feel his intense stare, like a spotlight piercing through the darkness of your self-doubt. He sees something in you, something hidden beneath those layers of insecurity. Perhaps he recognizes a kindred spirit, someone who longs to break free from the confines of their own mind.
As you lean against the wall, feeling like a mere observer amidst the vibrant chaos of the party, Ace's presence suddenly materializes beside you. His approach is stealthy yet confident, his energy filling the space around you like a warm embrace. With a casual lean against the wall, Ace joins you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity as he takes in your quiet demeanor.
There's a glint of recognition in his gaze, "You're not one for the spotlight, huh?" he remarks, his voice soft and inviting as he breaks the silence between you. There's a genuine warmth in his tone, a sense of understanding that makes you feel strangely at ease in his presence.
You meet his gaze, captivated by the easy confidence that radiates from him. There's something reassuring about the way he sees you, something that makes you feel seen in a way you haven't before.
And yet, despite your initial shyness, you have to let the teasing part of yourself come to light, just a little.
As Ace's words linger in the air, a devilish glimmer sparks in your eyes, and you shoot him a coy smile.
"So, you're the knight in shining armor come to rescue me from the shadows, huh?" you tease, leaning back against the wall with a hint of mock drama.
Ace chuckles, a playful smirk curling on his lips.
"Well, who else would be up to the task?" he retorts, his tone filled with confidence as he steps in closer, the air crackling with a hint of flirtation.
"Guess I'll have to accept my fate then," you reply, matching Ace's mischievous tone as you tilt your head, feigning resignation. "But just so you know, I have high standards for my rescuers."
Ace chuckles, his gaze locking with yours in a playful challenge.
"That so?" he questions flirtatiously, raising an eyebrow.
"Absolutely," you respond with a knowing smirk, meeting Ace's gaze head-on. "Only the bravest, most charming knights need apply."
Ace's grin widens, a glint of amusement lighting up his eyes as he tilts his head back against the wall, emitting a low chuckle.
"And here I was, thinking you were some shy loner," he remarks, casting a sidelong glance in your direction. "But you're a witty one, aren’t ‘cha?”
"Well, what can I say? I like to keep people guessing," you reply, your tone light and teasing.
Ace chuckles, the sound warm and inviting as he leans in closer, his presence enveloping you like a comforting embrace.
"Well, consider me thoroughly intrigued," he says, his voice low and intimate against your ear. "I have a feeling there's a lot more to you than meets the eye."
Before you can respond to Ace's charming remark, the sound of footsteps draws your attention. Turning slightly, you find Sanji approaching, his suave demeanor evident even from a distance. He leans against the wall beside you, effortlessly exuding an air of confidence.
“Ah, my apologies for interrupting," Sanji says with a charming smile, his eyes glancing between you and Ace. "But it seems I've stumbled upon quite the intriguing conversation."
Ace chuckles lightly, shooting Sanji a grin. "Just a bit of friendly banter," he replies, his tone is relaxed, yet filled with an underlying sense of competitiveness.
Sanji leans in closer, his gaze meeting yours with a hint of mischief, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I must say, you're a sight for sore eyes," he remarks, his voice smooth and charming. "It seems I've stumbled upon a treasure amidst this bustling party."
You feel a wave of discomfort wash over you at Sanji's flattering words, his charisma not nearly as captivating as Ace's. "Um, thank you," you reply hesitantly, unsure of how to respond.
Sanji chuckles softly, "Only if it's well-deserved," he says, his tone dripping with sincerity. "And in your case, I'd say it's more than deserved."
As Sanji's flirtatious one-sided banter with you continues, you notice a subtle shift in Ace's demeanor. His grin tightens imperceptibly, and a flicker of something unreadable flashes in his eyes as he watches the interaction between you and Sanji.
Suddenly, Ace steps in closer, his presence becoming more pronounced as he subtly positions himself between you and Sanji. His playful demeanor takes on a more serious edge, his gaze flickering with a hint of possessiveness.
"Seems like I've been neglecting my duties as your rescuer," Ace remarks quietly against your ear, his voice carrying a tinge of tension beneath its usual warmth. "Mind if I steal you away for a moment?"
You sense the underlying tension in Ace's words, and though you're not quite sure what prompted it, you find yourself nodding in agreement. As Ace leads you away from Sanji's flirtatious orbit, you can't help but wonder what sparked the sudden change in his behavior.
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As you find yourselves in a quieter corner of the party, away from the prying eyes and flirtatious distractions, Ace's demeanor undergoes a subtle transformation, his gaze darkening with a primal hunger that sends a thrill coursing through your veins.
The air crackles with anticipation, charged with a potent mixture of desire and tension.
With a sudden, almost desperate urgency, Ace presses you against the wall, his body flush against yours, molding you to him as if he's afraid to let go.
There's a fierce determination in his touch, a primal need driving him to claim you as his own.
Before you can catch your breath, his lips crash down upon yours with a ferocity that steals the very air from your lungs. It's a kiss born of raw passion, a kiss that makes your legs feel like jelly.
Time seems to stand still as you become lost in the whirlwind of sensation, every brush of his lips against yours sending sparks of electricity coursing through your body.
In that moment, there is only Ace, only the searing heat of his touch and the intoxicating taste of his kiss.
As the world around you fades into obscurity, consumed by the consuming flames of arousal, you surrender yourself completely to the rapture of the moment.
Ace pulls away, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he looks down at you with a mixture of sheepishness and excitement. "Sorry about that," he says with a smug grin, "I guess I got a little carried away."
You're left breathless, your own heart pounding in your chest as you try to process the intensity of the moment.
Despite the suddenness of his actions, you can't deny the electric sensation that lingers in your core, binding you in a web of unspoken need.
"No need to apologize," you reply breathlessly, "I'd say it was a pleasant surprise."
Ace's grin widens at your response, a devilish sparkle dancing in his eyes. "Well, in that case, I'll have to remember to surprise you more often," he teases, leaning in closer.
Before you can catch your breath, his lips meet yours once more in another fervent kiss, igniting a fire that had only just begun to smolder.
It’s wild, untamed, whirlwind of a kiss, mirroring the characteristics that define the man before you.
Lost in the dizzying rush of sensation, you find yourself trembling on unsteady legs, clinging to Ace’s strong shoulders, marvelling at the raw, unbridled passion that courses between you.
And as the kiss deepens, drawing you further into the depths of desire, you can’t help but let out a weak moan into the mouth of the freckle-faced man before you.
The sound escapes your lips involuntarily, making a dark blush creep up into your cheeks.
Ace pulls back slightly, a teasing smirk playing on his lips as he meets your gaze. "Well, well, it seems I've managed to elicit quite the response," he says, his voice laced with playful amusement.
You can feel the heat rising to your face at his teasing remark, but you refuse to let him see how flustered you are. Instead, you shoot him a glare, your own smirk forming on your lips. "Don't get too cocky now," you retort, your tone filled with mock indignation.
Ace chuckles softly into your mouth, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "Oh, I think a little cockiness is warranted in this situation.”
Your breath catches in your throat as Ace's lips find the sensitive skin of your neck, his kisses growing bolder, more insistent as he trails them down your flesh.
“Oh, Ace-” you whine, letting your head lull back to give him more access to your throat.
His powerful aura tickles your skin with a newfound passion; a foreign force that envelops you entirely and leaves you aching for more.
"Yeah?" Ace murmurs, his voice husky as he looks up at you, "You like that?"
Your breath hitches at the sound of his voice, sending a shiver down your spine as you meet his intense gaze.
With a nod, you bite your lip, unable to form words amidst the sensation of Ace’s hot lips on your skin.
Feeling your response, Ace's desire surges, his movements growing more urgent as he presses his body against yours, his hips grinding against you in a rhythm that sets your pulse racing.
You can feel his erect cock poking against you with each rock of his hips, making your face flush with heat.
"God, Ace," you gasp, your voice barely above a whisper, "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"
Ace's breath hitches at your words. With a low, throaty growl, he leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "More than you can imagine."
Ace's hands move with purpose, trailing up along your sides until they reach the hem of your shirt.
“May I?” the freckled-man questions.
You pause for a moment, the gravity of his request sinking in as you consider the implications of baring yourself in this public space. But as you lock eyes with the man before you, his confidence and determination to please you evident in every line of his features, you conclude that the prospect of pleasure far surpasses any concern of being caught.
With a subtle nod and a soft hum of permission, you give in to his request, allowing yourself to be swept away by the promise of pleasure.
With a swift, practiced motion, he lifts your blouse off over your head, leaving you bare before him.
You feel vulnerable yet empowered, your skin tingling with anticipation as you await his intoxicating touch.
Ace's gaze sweeps over you, drinking in every inch of your exposed skin with an awe that leaves you breathless. His eyes trace the curves of your body as if committing every detail to memory.
"Wow," he whispers, his voice raspy, "You're beautiful."
His words send a shiver down your spine, igniting a warmth in the pit of your stomach as you bask in the intensity of his gaze.
"Well, I do try to make an impression," you reply with a coy smile, pushing down the flattery that courses through you.
“You're definitely succeeding," Ace says, his voice low and husky as he moves forwards once more, placing a trail of hot kisses along your newly-exposed chest.
Your legs feel weak beneath you as his lips trace along the sensitive skin of your breasts, sending goosebumps erupting over your flesh.
His mouth trails to the fabric of your bra, teasingly tugging on the lace between his teeth.
As Ace's lips toy with the lace of your bra, a surge of longing courses through you, your breath hitching in your throat as you feel your dignity begin to seep from your skin.
“Ace,” you whine, letting your head fall back, “Please-”
With a knowing smirk, Ace obliges without a word, his fingers deftly undoing the clasp of your bra. The fabric falls away, leaving your nipples to harden as they’re exposed to the cool air and Ace’s hungry gaze.
To satiate both his and your arousal pangs, Ace instantly captures on of your nipples in his hot mouth, his tongue swirling around the needy bud with practiced expertise.
“Fuck,” you whine, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth to stifle your moans.
With each flick of his tongue, each gentle suckle, Ace sends you spiraling further into the abyss of ecstasy, your body trembling with need beneath his touch.
“Mmm,” he groans against your skin, playfully taking your nipple between his teeth and gently tugging on it.
It's as if every nerve ending in your body is on fire as Ace has his way with your breasts.
It’s more than pleasurable, but it’s simply not enough, each flick of his tongue leaving you aching for more, your body craving a deeper, more intense release.
The heat and wetness between your legs demand attention, overwhelming in their neediness. Unable to resist any longer, you find yourself unconsciously rubbing your thighs together in a desperate attempt to alleviate some of the tension.
Ace notices your movements, his lips curving into a teasing smile as he lifts his head to meet your gaze. "Feeling a little restless, are we?" he teases, his voice dripping with amusement and desire. "I can help with that, you know."
With a playful glint in his eyes, he leans in closer, his fingers trailing along your skin in a maddeningly slow caress. Your body responds eagerly to his touch, and you involuntarily spread your legs apart.
His hand moves down to the hem of your skirt, sending a rush of anticipation flooding through you. With a boldness born of desire, you tilt your hips towards him, silently inviting him to explore further.
“Mm, Ace,” you whimper, your voice thick with need as you eagerly rock your hips to earn more of his touch, “Please touch me.”
Ace leans in closer, his warm breath fanning across your skin as he murmurs, "Oh, I’m getting to that, pretty girl. But where's the fun in making it too easy?"
You can't help but let out a pathetic, frustrated groan at his teasing words, your body aflame with need as you squirm beneath his touch. “Ughh, I knowww-” you whine, impatiently biting at the tender flesh of your inner cheek.
Ace's lips curl into a smirk against your skin at your frustrated whine, clearly enjoying the effect he has on you. "Patience, sweetheart," he murmurs, his voice low and seductive, "Let me handle it. I promise I'll make it worth your while."
With a soft moan of acquiescence, you relinquish control to him completely, eager to discover the pleasures he has in store.
Ace's fingers slowly and carefully trail along the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, drawing dangerously close to the heat between your legs.
He lets out a low groan of confidence before skillfully gliding two fingers along your slit beneath your soaked panties.
The long awaited sensation sends a shiver down your spine, making you let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.
“Oh,” he remarks smugly, “Someone’s needy.”
Even amidst the haze of pleasure that clouds your head, you can’t help but tease him back, reaching forwards to press a firm palm against the hard tent in his pants, playfully rubbing his erection, “And you’re no better, Fire Fist.”
Ace lets out a low chuckle at your bold move, his breath hitching slightly at the sensation of your touch against him. "Fair enough," he rasps.
As you continue to tease him, your hand exploring the contours of his arousal, you can feel the tension mounting between you.
Ace carefully slips his fingers beneath your panties, tugging the fabric aside to expose your weeping slit.
“Ah,” you breathe out, closing your eyes as you await the sensation of his skillful fingers on your exposed cunt.
With a gentle yet firm grasp, Ace pulls you closer, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss to muffle your moans as he begins to slip a finger inside you.
“Mm-!” you moan into his mouth, causing a grin to tug at his lips as they meld against yours.
As your tongues dance together, Ace drives his finger deeper, curling the digit to meet your g-spot with a skillful caress. The sensation causes the coil growing within your lower stomach to tighten, stars erupting beneath your eyelids as your legs grow numb.
“Fuck,” you curse, panting against his lips.
“Mm," he groans confidently, taking the opportunity to slip a second finger inside you, “What’d I tell ‘ya?” he clicks his tongue smugly, “I know what I’m doing.”
“Ah, Ace!” you whimper as the second digit makes its way inside you, making you arch your back against the wall.
Ace’s freehand instinctively finds its place on the small of your back, holding you tight as he fingers you.
You revel at the exquisite feeling of fullness, each movement of his fingers driving you closer to the edge of ecstasy. With each flick of his wrist, each gentle caress to your sweet spot, you feel yourself coming undone by his efforts.
Determined to reciprocate the pleasure he's giving you, you allow your hands to wander, trailing down his chest until you reach the zipper of his pants. With practiced ease, you slide it down, your fingers brushing against his hardened length as you free him from the confines of his clothing.
“Fuck,” he rasps against your mouth, “You’re too good to me.”
As his fingers continue to work their magic inside you, you take him in your hand, relishing the weight and warmth of him in your palm. With a teasing smile, you begin to stroke him, matching the rhythm of his movements with your own, each touch sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through both of you.
You feel him growing harder and throbbing beneath your touch, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he loses himself in the pleasure you're giving him.
Sensing himself getting dangerously close to the edge of control, Ace's movements cease, his hand withdrawing from your core as he gently guides your hand away from his arousal.
With a sense of urgency and determination, he takes your hand firmly in his, his eyes locking with yours in silent communication, “I need more of you,” he rasps against your ear, “Follow me.”
You catch the fire in his gaze, understanding his unspoken plea. With a quick nod, you allow him to lead you through the throngs of partygoers, the anticipation building with each step as you both search for a more secluded spot.
“Lead the way, faithful rescuer,” you giggle, giving Ace’s hand a playful squeeze.
With a smirk, he casts a sideways glance at you, "Faithful rescuer, huh?" he chuckles, his voice filled with amusement, "Well, I do aim to please, you pretty thing."
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Finally, Ace finds a secluded alcove tucked away from the main area of the party. With a silent nod, he ushers you inside the dimly lit space.
As you step inside secluded place, the ambient light casting a soft glow around you, Ace doesn't waste a moment, immediately capturing your lips in a hungry kiss.
As your tongues intertwine in a passionate dance, Ace gently guides you towards the wall, his back pressing firmly against it as he pulls you closer. Your bodies mold together seamlessly, chests pressing against each other, as if merging into one.
Ace lowers himself to the floor to sit, leaning comfortably against the wall. With a playful glint in his eyes, he waits expectantly, gesturing for you to straddle him.
"Come here, beautiful.” he quips, “Let's get a little closer, shall we?" his voice carries a husky undertone, desperate for your body on his.
You catch the hunger in Ace's gaze, his desire evident in every line of his body as he waits for you to join him. Without hesitation, you heed his call, closing the distance between you with eager steps.
As you straddle him, settling into his lap, you feel a surge of electricity coursing through you at the contact of his erection on your aching cunt.
“Fuck Ace,” you whine.
His hands instinctively find their place on your hips, pulling you closer until there's no space left between you.
With a soft sigh, you nestle into his embrace, your fingers tangling in his hair as you meet his gaze.
Ace's grip tightens on your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he sets a slow, rhythmic pace, rocking you against him. Each movement elicits low moans of pleasure from both of you at the friction between your parts rubbing together.
With a primal growl, Ace's voice fills the intimate space between you, his words heavy with longing. "God, I need you," he murmurs, his breath hot against your ear. "I need you so badly.”
You continue to grind against his erection with fervent eagerness, placing your hands on his kneecaps as you lean back to gaze down at his heavenly, toned form.
"Well, lucky for you, I'm right here,” you whisper lustfully.
And with that, Ace frees his throbbing cock once more, grasping it in his hand to guide its tip to your entrance.
Ace's movements are deliberate and purposeful as he moves your panties aside again, nudging his cock against your opening, slick with need.
As he presses forward, the head of his cock teasingly grazing against your wetness, you can't help but let out a string of curses, your body quivering with anticipation.
“Sh-Shit,” you curse out at the sensation, letting your head fall back.
The sensation of him poised at your entrance sends waves of pleasure washing over you, igniting a fierce hunger that demands to be sated.
He grins up at you and groans, finally rewarding your pleading by slowly pushing himself inside you.
“Fuck, so tight,” he groans through gritted teeth.
With a gasp, you arch your back, offering yourself up to him completely, your heart pounding in your chest as you feel his thick cock inching its way inside you. The sensation of him filling you, stretching you to your limits, sends a shiver of pleasure coursing through your body.
“Ahh, d-damnit” you whimper, eyes screwing shut at the stretch.
In this moment, there's no room for hesitation or restraint, only the overwhelming desire to have Ace fill you to the brim, and so, you let your aching speak for you.
“Ace, fuck, please,” you whimper impatiently, your voice dripping with desire as you implore him to take you completely.
With a primal growl, he meets your plea, thrusting deep inside you with a force that leaves you gasping for breath.
Gasping for breath, you cling to the wall in front of you, surrendering yourself completely to the power of Ace’s strong hips.
“Ace, Ace, Ace-” you whine, the intensity of his thrusts sending you reeling, making your moan his name unapologetically, your senses overwhelmed by the sheer force of your shared pleasure.
Ace looks up at you with a fierce hunger in his eyes as he digs his heels into the floor to thrust harder up into you, "You feel so fucking good, sweetheart."
His praise fuels your confidence, igniting a newfound determination within you. With a breathless gasp, you lean down to meet his gaze, your own eyes alight with something new.
"I know I do, Ace," you whisper, your voice husky, "But I want to take control now."
With a mischievous smile, you urge him to stop thrusting, wanting to ride him on your own terms. Sensing your desire, Ace eagerly complies, allowing you to take the lead as you position yourself above him, ready to guide him to new heights of pleasure.
"I'm all yours, sweetheart," he murmurs, "Show me what you've got."
The power dynamic shifts, but the intensity of desire remains palpable between you as you begin to move your hips back and forth in a steady rhythm.
“Fuck,” the man below you moans, exposing his throat as his head falls back against the wall.
As you move, Ace's gaze roams over your flushed skin, his hands trailing up your body with a gentle touch that sends shivers down your spine.
Soon enough, you’re doubling your efforts, taking the reins as you begin to bounce up and down on Ace’s thick cock, coating him in your wetness.
“God, you ride me so well,” Ace praises through loud moans and ragged breaths.
With each bounce, you feel him deep inside you, his tip kissing your cervix as he fills you completely.
As you gaze down at him, you take in the sight below you: his tousled hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, the rosy flush of his freckled cheeks, and his mouth hanging slack with abandon. It's a sight that fills you with a heady mix of desire and adoration, knowing that you're the one responsible for bringing him to such a state of bliss.
With each movement, you can feel the heat radiating off his skin, filling your pulsating insides with warmth.
You lean down to capture his lips in a hungry kiss, your own heart racing in tandem with his as you continue to bounce and grind on his cock.
As your movements grow sloppy and unsynchronized in your fervent pursuit of climax, Ace senses your urgency and takes control. With a firm grip on your hips, he guides you, moving you up and down on his cock with a steady rhythm.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he groans breathlessly.
The change in pace ignites a renewed sense of pleasure within you, as his actions synchronize perfectly with your body's desires.
Your bodies move together in perfect harmony, each thrust pushing you closer and closer to the edge. There's a raw intensity to his movements, a primal need that mirrors your own as you both lose yourselves in the heat of the moment.
You run your hands over his toned torso, feeling the muscles ripple beneath your touch. Your fingers trace the contours of his body, exploring every inch of his skin with a hunger born of desire.
His body responds to your touch, his movements becoming more urgent and intense as you caress him.
“Mm, Ace-!” you moan weakly.
With each powerful thrust, you feel yourself teetering on the brink of release, the pleasure building to an unbearable peak. And as Ace's movements become more urgent, more desperate, you know that you're both hurtling towards the edge together.
“Fuck, I-I’m close,” Ace groans breathlessly beneath you.
As Ace takes the lead, you too feel your climax approaching rapidly, causing your mouth to fall open in a slack-jawed moan of abandon. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you try futilely to catch up with the racing pace of your heartbeat.
“M-Me, too, Ace,” you whimper, stumbling over your words, “Please don't stop-”
The tension between you reaches its breaking point, and with one final, intense thrust, you both topple over the edge, your bodies convulsing in the throes of climax.
Ace releases with a primal groan, filling you with his seed as you clench around him. In turn, your own release floods over him, coating his cock in your mixed essence.
As the waves of pleasure subside, Ace pulls you down to lay on his chest, your bodies still entwined in the aftermath of your passion.
You both attempt to catch your breaths, the sound of your racing hearts filling the air as you bask in the warmth of each other's embrace.
In the hushed aftermath of your shared intimacy, as you lay entwined in each other’s arms, Ace's voice breaks the comfortable silence with his familiar teasing tone.
"Well, that certainly livened up the party," he quips, a smirk playing on his lips as he gazes at you.
You chuckle softly, feeling a sense of lightness wash over you in his presence.
"I suppose we did add a bit of excitement," you reply, your own lips curving into a smile as you meet his gaze.
Ace nods, his expression softening with affection. "Just a bit," he agrees, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. "Only the best for my damsel in distress."
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OP with a chubby/plus size partner
little appreciation for the plus size baddies like me <3
☁︎ ft. Ace, Sanji, Luffy, Franky, Robin, Nami, Zoro, Law
☁︎cw: 18+ mdni,
Sfw:
Thinks your chubby cheeks are so cute and will pinch and squish them:
Ace, Nami, Sanji, Luffy, Robin (occasionally), Zoro (mostly privately), Law (occasionally, always privately)
Will pick you up and/or carry you, no matter how heavy you think you are:
Luffy, Zoro, Franky, Law, Sanji, Ace, Robin
Loves to cuddle you because you are so soft and comfy:
Ace, Luffy, Zoro, Robin (mostly privately), Law (privately), Sanji, Nami (mostly privately)
Will use you as a pillow, anytime, anywhere:
Luffy, Ace, Zoro
Reminds you of how gorgeous you are if you get self conscious:
Luffy, Robin, Ace, Zoro, Sanji, Law, Franky, Nami
Nsfw:
Loves having you squish their head between your thighs:
Zoro, Ace, Robin, Sanji, Franky
Loves that there’s just so much of you to grab, and the way their fingers dig into your flesh when they do:
Zoro, Ace, Nami, Law, Franky
Finds the way you jiggle when they fuck you extremely sexy:
Nami, Zoro, Ace, Law, Sanji, Robin
Constantly grabbing and jiggling their favorite parts of your body:
Zoro (ASS ASS ASS), Ace (thighs), Nami (chest/tummy), Sanji (tummy)
“Reminds” you how sexy you are if you get self conscious;)
ACE, Zoro, Nami, Robin, Law, Franky
#one piece#op#one piece headcanons#one piece hcs#chubby#trafalgar law#portgas d ace#monkey d luffy#vinsmoke sanji#cyborg franky#nico robin#nami op#cat burglar nami#roronoa zoro#trafalgar d water law#straw hat luffy#pirate hunter zoro#black leg sanji#fire fist ace#one piece franky#traflagar law#op fluff#op smut#plus side
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GLUTTONY • portgas d. ace | seven slutty sins series: part one
your man just can’t get enough of his favorite meal..
oral/pussy eating obv), black fem reader, fingering, pleasure dom!ace, dirty talk, spit play, squirting, yktv..
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there were two things that Ace valued more than anything in this world..his rest and his food. He appreciated nothing more than a good meal and his favorite? Was a delicacy like none other..a delicacy he indulged in a little too generously. Perhaps, you could say his appetite was even a little insatiable..
“Mmmm…that’s it. Stay still—no, I’m done yet, baby..just relax..”
his voice slurred with the drunkenness of your flavor. The sweet nectar that was your essence fresh against his pouty lips..the juices practically coating them like a sticky gloss. Faint sounds of grunts and whiners arose as he muffled against your swollen, sensitive and very wet cunt. Loud slurps emitted from his mouth and the twirl of his tongue intricately exploring your folds; the steel ball of his tongue ring brushing against your clit. Yes, it was his favorite thing to do…and nothing..or no one could stop him until he had his fill. Not even you could halt him..going as far as to pin your hands down against your stomach as he feasted mercilessly on that pretty pussy. Scraping that tight little hole like that of a spoon the bottom of a sweet dessert. Only coming up to drip long strings of spit into those pink folds. Enjoying every bit of it with no qualms about letting you know just how much. “..pussy’s so fucking good, baby. Goddamn, you taste amazing..” Letting up wasn’t an option until he garnered every last drop. Even if it meant you’d reach your peak over and over..or until his jaw locked up as a result!
His nails dug gently into the soft flesh of your thighs, rubbing the skin as a means to quell your pathetic cries as you remained spread wide open with those legs pinned back. A thumb hooked into the thin string of your thong to keep it out of his way. A rather difficult position to maintain for an extended period of time, regardless of flexibility but he had full faith that you could take it. You’d do anything he asked as he long as he kept peppering your skin with those kisses and whispering sweet nothings..you were all but putty in his hands. “Yeah, I know..I know..but you’re doing so good f’r me. Please don’t make me stop now..I just want more of you, sweetheart. I want you to squirt in my mouth..can I have it?” And the answer was all too simple. Anything he wanted, you’d give it up with no hesitation. You were so close that he could sense it with each movement. His fingers eventually plunge into you, wiggling until they reach your core and mash that sensitive area, causing you to squirm uncontrollably. He’ll stop at nothing to see you come completely undone by his hands. “Answer me, baby. I said, can I have it?..” “y-yes, daddy. Please, can I come?” Too bad, he was a bit more unrelenting. Even a little selfish..he needed it at the very last moment. Until you could no longer hold it and you were a babbling mess! “Good girl..But until then, right here on his stomach, flat across this bed with his stiff cock brushing the sheets he’d remain.
“Sorry, I just can’t help myself..can’t get enough you..”
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@jadeisthirsting @spaceforher @honeybleed @shamelesshoefairy @calibabii21 @kaennih-skittles @astrokatsuki @bey0nseh
#cherry’s works ✦⭒#black fem reader#one piece ace#one piece smut#one piece#ace smut#fire fist ace#portgas d ace#black reader smut#portgas ace x reader#portgas ace x you#ace x black reader#ace x reader#ace x y/n#one piece au#seven slutty sins#anthology series#op smut#portgas ace smut#portgas ace x y/n#one piece drabble#smut drabble#short drabble#can y’all guess who the next person/sin is?#black reader#one piece fic#cw smut#cw spit#cw suggestive#the shortest thing I’ve ever written
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two’s a crowd, three’s a party !
series masterlist
content & warnings: fem!reader, ace & sabo are surfers, adult content (oral, f. receiving, handjob, fingering, breastplay, exhibitionism) mdni
author’s note: one piece theme saur why nawt, also yes sabo is british to me 🫠
at the beach ! ft. ace & sabo
All eyes were on you as you strode onto the beach. You’d reserved a recliner and you were planning on soaking up some rays.
It was some much-needed R&R after the hectic work schedule you’d had the entirety of the year.
There were some familiar faces from the resort as you lowered your sunglasses and rested on the lounger.
You’d bumped into the pretty blond with a burn mark across his left eye at the resort you were staying at.
He was standing by the tides with a man around his height, they were both tan and you remembered Sabo — the blond with the British accent telling you they were here for a few weeks now.
The man beside him had tousled black hair and the cutest freckles, you bit the inside of your cheek as the two of them kept glancing at you.
He told you his friend was called Ace and they always grew up around water. Whether it was the waterfalls hidden in the mountains, the wide lakes or beaches like this.
You shook your head as you snickered to yourself. They seemed to be vying for your attention with the tricks they were doing on their surfboards.
After you made some headway in your book, you decided to make your way to change into your swimsuit properly.
That was until a soaking wet hand gripped your wrist. You almost yelped in fear but you calmed down when you were greeted by the handsome freckled friend up close.
“You scared me!” You tutted, snatching your wrist away.
“Jeez, I’m sorry.” He said with a sheepish smile, eyes forming into mini crescents. “You were givin’ me and Sabo the eyes back there, now you’re leavin’ us out in the cold?”
You snickered. It was funny seeing these two men get so sulky because you weren’t folding so easily.
“Eh? What did you want me to do? I can’t surf.”
“We could teach you!”
Yeah, you could imagine their ‘teaching’ and how handsy they’d get. Hands on your hips. He looks like an ass man.
“Sure. Maybe next time.” You said airily as you turned away but you were practically ambushed by Sabo who was backing you up into Ace.
You turned to look at them each, they were practically salivating at you.
“Or why don’t we just cut to the chase and take what we want?” Sabo chuckled darkly as he pressed you into Ace.
“Sounds like a good idea.” Ace replied with a smirk.
Tugged into the beach hut, Sabo locked the door.
“We’re gonna have to be quick.” You murmured as he almost immediately captured your lips.
Fluttering your eyes closed, you settled your hand on the nape of Sabo’s neck.
You gasped as you felt Ace begin to palm and knead your tits over the bikini top, it nearly made your knees give out.
“Anybody interrupts and I’ll tell ‘em to fuck off.” Ace said bluntly as his mouth latched onto the side of your throat teeth grazing, practically digging his fingers into the flesh of your breasts.
You whined into Sabo’s mouth at Ace’s ministrations, and he used it as an opportunity to invade your mouth with his tongue.
Sabo used his free hand to untie the indigo and turquoise patterned sarong watching it clatter onto the ground, licking his lips at your panty-clad mound.
You hissed when his thumb pressed against the fabric, and he revelled in the dampness, placing a tender kiss on your inner thigh as he used his thumb to tug your panties off.
“I think she likes that..” Ace remarked triumphantly between hot, wet kisses he laved across your collarbone, moving upwards to your neck.
“Course she does…was playin’ all hard to get, doesn’t she know we love to spoil a gorgeous girl?” Sabo responded smugly.
Ace cupped your jaw to turn you to face him. The entirety of the sensitive skin around your throat was tingling and coated in his saliva with bite marks.
You whimpered as Sabo gave an experimental stroke to gather the juices from between your thighs, pulling his fingers from your wet heat, bringing them up to his mouth, sucking them clean obnoxiously as his gaze remained locked onto yours.
You could barely focus, your mind was lost in a pleasurable haze from their actions. Your arm draped around Ace’s neck to keep your balance.
“Easy, baby…” Ace cooed as he bit your earlobe, twirling his tongue around the shell of your ear. “Don’t go passin’ out on us. We haven’t even gotten to the good part yet.”
He was powering through the way his arousal was throbbing painfully, your moans, the breathy and wet sounds of your kisses and the way you felt in his grip was too much for him.
There was a collective gasp from you both as your hand reached down his swimming trunks, and his hips jerked involuntarily, pushing his length into your hand, almost begging for more contact.
Sabo’s index and forefinger parted your folds to expose your swollen clit and his tongue swept across the sensitive nub causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head with a groan, sending shivers down your spine.
Through the lust fog, your thumb smeared the precum leaking from Ace’s tip, he whimpered losing his composure and Lothario-esque facade as he buried his face into the crook of your neck.
Safe to say, there was a pretty long queue outside that cotton candy pink beach hut.
author’s note: thank u for reading! interactions & reblogs are always appreciated 💘
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alternate universe | portgas d. ace
➳ categories: marine ace au, gender neutral reader
➳ word count: 1.4k
➳ notes: if this fic does numbers, i might consider writing a full-length story ❤️ title came from this underrated banger -> even in an alternate universe by ysanygo
In another universe, Ace is a member of the Marines and you are his colleague from the same division.
In this universe, specifically, Portgas D. Ace, the son of the wanted Gol D. Roger in another timeline, is an exceptional Marine with a driving passion for his work and a renowned hatred for the pirates that conquer the seas. In this universe, you are Portgas D. Ace's secondhand, who later becomes a Commander under Captain Ace's leadership.
The admirable grit of your duo is one thing that the Marine upholds. Ordinary soldiers look up to you, while Admirals respect the dedication that you two put in maintaining the Marine code of conduct. There is no one else like your pair.
Lately, however, a few oddities have caught your attention.
"Hey. Take this to Garp's quarters."
You spin on your heel as you feel a leather bag poke your ribcage. Standing beside you is your black-haired freckled partner, whose Marine uniform is yet again unruly and not a bit presentable for the title he holds and the respect he receives. Grabbing the bag from his hold, you point at a mysterious stain on his uniform.
"What's that?" you question.
Ace follows the direction of your eyes, landing on the collar of his inner dress shirt. "Uh, this? Dunno. Got it somewhere from a battle, I guess."
You roll your eyes.
"Sure. Just another one of the dark stains that you get from a battle without the sight of blood," you deadpan. Ace's lips morph into a sheepish smile. "I know what that is, idiot."
"He-he, just checking. I thought you wouldn't notice," comes his excuse.
"Everyone notices the scent of grilled meat on you, Ace. A food stain is no different." You shake your head. "Anyway, I'll catch you later. Garp's office, you say?"
"Yeah. He should be there."
After saluting to your Captain, you march to Vice Admiral Garp's office that is located in the far west wing of the base. On your way to his office, you encounter an unpleasant sight between a horde of your men and the Vice Admiral himself.
In the far end of the hallway come the marching crowd toward the where you just came from. The Vice Admiral, with his giant and brawny build, pokes out from the crowd as he walks side-by-side of what seems to be a lanky man in his 40s, his hands restrained by a pair of handcuffs made of Seastone.
As they approach, you ask one of your men in the frontlines.
"What's the meaning of this?"
The man salutes.
"Commander. We are taking the possessor of the Memo Memo no Mi to Impel Down. We must sail this evening under Admiral Fujitora's orders."
You look past the soldier to inspect the man in question. Vice Admiral Garp washes him out by a ton with their height difference, as well as the muscular composition of their bodies. His hair is matted and unkempt, and his clothes are ragged and baggy. He has his head down as he saunters with the group, like he's afraid of being seen in this feeble state.
As he comes close, however, he raises his head, then looks at you.
"You have an interesting life," he says. Vice Admiral Garp and the Marines who hear this look at him, surprised that he has spoken since his arrival this morning.
"Me?" you ask in disbelief.
The man grins odiously.
"You're the great first mate of the Spade Pirates." Stopping in his tracks, he chuckles. The Marine behind him barks an order to continue walking. Your vision darkens. "You're— you were a great pirate."
Your men look at you, some in horror and some in anticipation of your response to the strange statements. You grit your teeth.
"What the hell are you talking about?" you growl. "I was never a pirate."
He laughs.
"Of course not, but in your first life, you were."
Your look hardens into a glare. Garp yawns, and with a forceful push of the man's shoulder, he orders him back to walking forward.
"Stop yapping, get moving! I'm going to miss my nap time," he yells. The Marines follow suit. He then notices the bag in your hand. "Good timing, Commander (Y/N). Just in time for my departure. I'll see you in a few days."
The Vice Admiral claims his luggage.
"You're going, too, Vice Admiral?"
"The jerks up there said I must," he says.
You nod. "I see."
You go back to your post as you part ways with the pack. They transport the handcuffed man to the coastal area of the base, where a heavily guarded Marine ship is docked and a Seastone cell awaits the Devil Fruit user in its lower deck.
On their way to the coast, Ace runs into Garp, his grandfather, and decides to tag along to oversee the progress of the mission. Before the shaggy man is taken away into the ship, he speaks to Ace in a wary tone.
"Be careful with the power you hold, Fire Fist," he tells the Captain, leaving the young man disturbed as the ship prepares to sail away.
Deep in the night a couple of hours later, you reunite with Ace in the mess hall for dinner. As usual, he comes back to your table with three plates loaded with different dishes, not accounting for the seconds that he will be taking later.
With some of your men gone for the recent mission, you and Ace sit alone together at a table.
"Did you know that they were on that mission?" you ask him.
Ace chomps on a rack of ribs, the barbecue sauce staining the corners of his mouth. "What mission?"
"The one with the weird guy," you say. "Uh, I'm assuming you saw him. Old guy, messy hair, looks like he hasn't taken a bath in a month?"
"Oh." He swallows. "I saw him. He was weird. I'm glad I didn't have to deal with that."
"Weird, huh? Did you talk to him?"
"He told me something about fire and a fist." The Captain laughs. "It sounds ridiculous. No wonder why he's going to Impel Down. Something must be wrong in here."
He taps the side of his head with a finger. You snort.
"He spoke to me as well," you admit. Ace looks at you through his peripheral vision as he picks up a bowl of mashed potatoes. It's heated and well-cooked, just the way he loves them. "He told me I was a pirate in my first life. Can you believe that?"
"I do," your partner chirps.
You glare at him.
"Not the time for jokes, Ace. He said that I was the first mate of the Spade Pirates, or whatever that crew is." You look down at your food, feeling the heat waves hit your face. "Is there even such a thing as the Spade Pirates?"
"We can figure that out now that Garp is gone," suggests Ace. You look unamused. "Just kidding, he-he."
After dinner, you retreat to the barracks. You change into a set of pajamas and slip under the covers of your bed. As soon as your eyelids close, you drift off to a deep sleep.
"Come with me," he tells you, flashing a smile that you have never seen before: lips tight, eyes soft. Strands of his wavy black hair blow on his face as the sea breeze comes and goes, covering his freckles and his smile of sincerity.
"I can't leave Dadan alone." You tell him. He frowns. "I'm sorry."
"She'll be safe with Luffy. Now, come on!"
He tugs your arm toward the shore, where a small boat floats on the water with a thin sail and a couple bags of food that pool around the mast. He hops in the boat. He wears his trademark hat on his head, an orange cowboy hat with a rim of red beads and two smileys in front.
"There's room for one more person and some luggage!"
"I'd rather not, Ace," you say firmly.
Ace purses his lips together. "Are you scared?"
"Uh, no? I told you, I just can't leave this place."
He rests one foot on the edge of the boat. Leaning toward you, he says, "Come with me, please. We'll travel the Grand Line together, and in a few years, maybe we can recruit Luffy into our—"
"Your pirate crew," you finish. "I-I get it, but I can't. I'm not fit for that kind of life."
"You'll be my first mate."
You sigh.
"And what will your pirate crew be named as, Captain Ace?"
He laughs heartily, his bright white teeth showing as his eyes form into crescents.
"The Spade Pirates."
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Heyy Bia! I just stumbled upon your acc and I LOVE HOW YOU WRITE HMNN 😮💨☝🏻
since you’re taking requests.. what about puppy-like ace who’s eager and needy for touches and release (haha)
first of all thank you! i really appreciate it <3 second of all:
cw: fem reader, cursing, handjob, subby ace
Word count: 554
Mdni 18+
"you like that huh?"
you grin down at the erotic sight below you. ace is on his knees, stark naked, beads of sweat dripping from his stringy dark locks, down his chiseled body. his leaking cock is tightly clenched in one hand, his other fisting the roots of his hair. he ruts his hips desperately into his fist, groaning at the show in from of him.
"fuck-yes baby." his widened eyes stare up at you in awe as you bend down backwards in front of him, spreading your pussy lips. you know he loves this position the most, which is why it's so satisfying when you hear his breath hitch in his throat and quiet whine leave his lips.
"need to-" his sentence is cut off as you slide your finger down your slit, circling your wet and needy entrance. you hear the slick noises come from behind, as his thrusts become more rapid, his pants and moans no longer contained.
"hmm?" you question, turning around to face him, pacing closer slowly. "need to what baby? use your words." you bend down to his level, bringing your lips to his neck before softly sucking on the flesh. his whole body shudders at the contact.
"need you to- fuck, need you to touch me," he pleads his head leaning back in ecstasy as you continue sucking on his neck, surely leaving a mark or two.
you hum in approval as you reach down to graze his cock. he shudders as you remove his hand and replace it with yours. you begin softly, using your thumb to tease his tip, collecting the pre cum and spreading it across his throbbing dick.
"fuck yessss," he hisses as you work slowly up and down his shaft, reveling in every twitch and contraction of his ab muscles. he positions his hands behind him, resting them on the floor to ground himself as he starts fucking into your hand.
he's practically aching for release at this point, you can tell by the way he takes his lips between his teeth and screws his eyes shut. he's fighting the urge to cum, he knows he needs your permission first.
"baby, i'm gonna cum," he whines, his hips picking up the pace on your hand. you tighten your grip, "what's the magic word?" you tease, moving your hand along with his thrusts, making it harder for him to hold back.
"please, oh my god please let me cum," ace cries, his hands balling into fists and his face turning two shades darker. you smile kissing his freckled cheek, "go ahead. cum for me baby."
and with that he lets go, his body shudders as rope after rope of cum shoots from his cock, coating both your hand and the floor beneath you. his whimpers and cries fill the room as he continues to fuck your hand mercilessly.
his handsome features display feelings of pure bliss. his eyebrows relax, his hands flatten beneath him, and his muscles loosen as he comes down from his orgasm.
you slowly remove your hand off of him, reaching it up to your mouth to lick his seed clean off. he stares at you in admiration as you lap up every last drop he had to offer before offering a satisfied smile.
"let's get you cleaned up babe."
love, bia ૮ • ﻌ - ა
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Ace Begging preview (Ace x F!Reader)
“You’re doing so good for me baby,”
I murmured against the warm skin of Ace’s abs, swiping my tongue against his salty skin as another one of his moans filled the quiet room; one of his hands buried in my hair pushing my mouth closer to his body as the other was gripping the bedspread. Nipping at his sharp V-line, I couldn’t help but let my hands wander to cup his bulge as another shaky moan spilled from his plush lips as he pressed his hips up to chase after my hand. Licking along every dip and stopping to suck a hickey every couple of inches until I made it to the waistband of his boxers, letting my tongue slip underneath it as he tugged on my hair a little harder, another whimper falling from him.
“Please sweetness, please.” Ace’s deep voice always sent a wave of heat through me, but when he was begging? That could bring anyone to their knees to do anything and everything he asked of them.
“Please what baby?” I moved my hand off of his bulge to tug the waistband down to lick another stripe as he arched his back. I continued to pull off his boxers, freeing his thick cock to slap against his stomach; the flushed red tip extremely shiny with all the precum that had been leaking from all of the kissing and licking I’ve been doing.
“God, you’re so beautiful baby. I can't wait to show you how much I missed you."
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