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Curiosity Killed the Cat (+18)

Pairing: Massacre Soldier Killer x Female Reader

WC: 2600

Summary: You’ve never seen Killer without his mask. It’s a secret that you can’t help but need to be a part of. Your curiosity gets the best of you and Killer catches you peeping.

TW: !SMUT PURE SELF INDULGENT SMUT! Porn with VERY LITTLE plot! fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampies, multiple orgasms, filthy talk, praise kink good girl etc, size difference. it's just porn.

**Minors DNI!!! 18+ only!!***

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You had been with the Kid Pirates for half a year now and during these six months you’ve learned the inner workings of the crew and the Victoria Punk herself. You knew that the best place to take a nap was in the storeroom next to the kitchen. You knew that Heat and Wire have had a game of Dungeons and Dragons going on for the past 6 years and they play every Friday evening. You knew that Killer hated when you left food on your plate at the end of a meal claiming that “a girl needs her strength.” You knew that every morning at 10:00 AM sharp, Captain Kid would render the ship’s only bathroom unusable for at least the next hour.

There was something that was still a mystery to you.

You had never seen Killer without his mask.

It was something you had wondered about ever since you first met the crew’s first mate. Was he horrifically ugly? Maybe covered in scars? Why did he hide himself from the world? He was always the kindest to you of all the Kid Pirates, making sure you were fed and had supplies you needed when you first joined the crew. Your crude captain left a lot to be desired in terms of intelligent conversation, but in contrast, Killer would inquire about the book you were reading or if you needed a late night snack.

Tonight you were drawn into the kitchen by the delicious smell of garlic and onions being sautéed in oil and butter. You enter the galley and can’t help but flit over to the stove where Killer was diligently working. You lean over the pot of boiling pasta water and the steam feels nice on your dry, salt-worn skin.

“Mmmmm, smells so yummy, Kil!” He was nearly a foot taller than you, so it was easy to sneak in-between him and the stove to get a better whiff of his decadent culinary creations.

You feel his massive chest behind you vibrate as he chuckles.

“Thank you, little one. I hope you’re hungry.”

*SLAM*

“Hey, that shit smells good!” Kid exclaims as he barrels into the kitchen, slightly drunk already. Killer whips his head around to look at his captain. You take this moment to lean your head back and try to peek under the gap between his chin and his mask. You strain your eyes but all you can see is darkness. Your efforts are quickly thwarted as Killer returns his attention to the stove to stir the pasta.

“Are you making that thing I like? The spaghetti cars banana?” Kid asks as he takes a sip of his beer.

Killer sighs.

“Carbonara. It’s carbonara, for the last fucking time.” Killer looks down at you. “Dinner’s almost ready, why don’t you wait at the table?”

You smile up at him, searching the holes in his mask for any clue at his expression. You nod and proceed to set the dining table for the evening meal.

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After you had your fill of wine and pasta (making sure to gesture to Killer and show him your clean plate to which he gives you a playful thumbs up), you decided you’d treat yourself to a hot bath. You were sure that the rest of the crew would spend the rest of the night drinking themselves stupid so you could enjoy a quiet bath in peace.

You stroll into the bathroom with your towel and lay it next to the tub. You put the plug in and get the hot water started. You search the cabinets for some sort of bubble bath, but end of having to settle on an unmarked bottle of body wash. You pour the soap into the bath and white, fluffy bubbles start to form on the surface of the water.

Once the tub was full, you shut off the water and stripped yourself of your filthy, ocean-smelling clothes. You step into the steaming water one foot at a time and gently lower yourself into the bathtub. As soon as you’re settled with your head leaning against the edge of the tub you release a deep sigh.

After a few minutes of soaking, you find yourself almost drifting off. The doorknob clicking open snapped you out of your daze. The wooden bathroom door creaked open and Killer stepped inside the bathroom.

You instinctively cover your breasts with your hands, but it goes unnoticed by the intruder who went straight for the sink and counter on the opposite side of the room. You realize that he hasn’t even noticed your presence so you hold your breath, not wanting to startle or upset him. He stands at the sink for a moment with his hands gripping the counter.

He then raises his hands and reaches for the back of his head.

Oh my god. He was taking his mask off.

You were paralyzed, breath caught in your chest, eyes locked on the golden locks spilling from behind the mask. He leans down and pulls the mask off and leaves it on the counter to his right. You involuntarily slap your hand over your mouth in surprise.

You eyes are fixed on the bathroom mirror when you see a pair of angled, sharp blue eyes staring back at you in it.

“I know you’re there, little one.”

You gasp. You still can’t move, stuck staring into those enchanting eyes. The only other things you could see were worn white bandages and messy blonde hair cascading from atop his head.

“Come on out now… I want to show you something.” Killer says without turning around.

You were mesmerized by his sweet voice, so you obeyed and stood up and stepped out of the tub. You dried off quickly and wrapped your towel around your torso before Killer interrupted you.

“You won’t need that. Leave it. Come here.”

You drop the towel and hesitantly approach the man at the sink, his muscles rippling in his back through his blue tee shirt.

“Jump up here. I want you to help me take the bandages off.” Killer pats the counter to his left.

You were frozen in place and your eyes were glued to the floor, so anxious about seeing his face.

“Be a good girl and listen. Up.” Killer pats the counter again, more forcefully this time.

“Yes, Kil…” You squeak and turn around and use the heels of your hands to pull yourself up onto the counter. You still would’t look up.

“It’s ok… you can look…” Killer puts his hand over yours as it rested on the counter. You slowly raise your head and see a face covered in bandages, the only parts exposed being a thick pair of dark plum lips and those piercing eyes you saw staring at you from the mirror. You suck in a breath.

“Here..” Killer pulls your hand and places one of the edges of the bandage in it and helped you begin to unravel it. With each pass of your hand across his face, Killer strokes up and down your bare thigh, causing you to open your legs involuntarily.

With no sounds other than your own heavy breathing, you finally reveal Killer’s face. You gasp as you pull your hand to back your chest. He was so beautiful. His bright eyes such a contrast against his olive tanned skin. His chin was chiseled and his nose was pointed so sharply. You also notice faint scars littering his cheeks, similar to the ones on his left arm. You didn’t care, he was still handsome to you.

“Killer… you’re… so pretty…” You reach a hand up and gingerly touch his cheek. He smiles softly. You curse him silently for keeping that smile from you for so long. He laughs and nuzzles into your hand.

“Not as pretty as you, little one. Will you let me see you, too?”

“W-what do you mean?” You question.

“Put your legs up, spread yourself for me.” He states as he starts bending your knees to place your feet on the counter at your sides, widely exposing your most intimate area to him. You feel blush fill your cheeks and the tip of your nose.

“Mmm… now that’s pretty…” Killer coos as he slides his huge hand down your inner thigh to stroke up and down your slit with his thumb, sticky slick coating his digit. You find yourself shivering in anticipation under his touch. He begins focusing his movements on your clit as he rubs it in agonizingly slow circles, working you up at a painful pace.

You can’t do anything but pant heavily and stare at his hand caressing your naked sex.

“Look at me.” Killer demands. You oblige and look up at his exposed face. Your mouth hangs open as you keep his gaze, his rough thumb on your clit driving your crazy.

“Killer…” You whimper up at him.

“You’re so wet, sweet girl. So ready to get stretched out, hmm?” His lips curl into a devious smirk.

You nod dumbly without breaking eye contact.

Killer plunges two large fingers into your soaked hole and immediately curls them up into your spot.

“Shit, Kil!” You cry out and grab his bicep with one hand, supporting yourself on your other palm. He pulls and tugs his fingers repeatedly inside of you while grinding the base of his hand into your clit.

“I can’t hold it! I’m gonna! Fuck, Killer!” You whine loudly as you feel the coil in your belly tighten dangerously. You slam your eyes shut and grab onto his arm with both hands, leaning forward into him for support.

“That’s good little one, hold onto me, just let go for me…”

“OH FUCK!” You cry out and fluids spray out of your body onto both Killer and the bathroom floor. Your core squeezes and spasms, tears threatening to spill from your eyes as Killer helps you through your orgasm by whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

Slumped over into his shoulder, Killer removes his fingers from your core and scoops you up in one arm off the counter.

“You did such a good job, cumming so nicely for me. Think you can take my cock now?” Killer asks as he hikes you up in his grip, forcing you to look at him again.

“Yes, I want it, please…” You say softly, still coming down from your previous high.

“Perfect.” Killer chuckles and turns to carry you to the table that you usually used for folding laundry. He lays your naked, flushed form gently down on the surface of the table and rips his shirt over his head. He quickly unbuckles his belt and shuffles his jeans down his legs and steps out of them. His huge dick bobs in your direction, uncut tip red and leaking.

“It… it’s not gonna fit…” You breath out as you stare in awe at his member while sitting up on your elbows.

Killer grins again and steps between your spread legs, slapping his cock on your abdomen, showing exactly how deep it was supposed to go inside of you. You audibly whimper at the thought.

“Sweetheart… you like being a good girl, right?” He coos down at you, his massive frame eclipsing most of the light in the room. He rubs soothing circles into your hip with his hand.

“Mhmm…” You sheepishly nod.

“So you’re gonna lay there and take this whole cock in that tight little cunt of yours like a good girl, hmm?” He teases as he pulls back and guides his tip to rub up and down on your clit.

“Mmmmhmmmm” You whine and buck your hips up into his touch. Killer uses this permission to press his heavy cockhead into your soaked opening. Inch by inch he splits your body open, the stretch causing you to moan out.

“That’s right, little one… feels good, doesn’t it?” Killer reaches up a huge palm to squeeze and pinch your sensitive nipple.

“Fuck, Kil! So full!” You squeeze your eyes shut and try to relax on his giant member.

“Oh, my sweet baby, I’m not even all the way in yet!” Killer gives you a sinister laugh. He takes his opportunity to push his hips flush against yours and your writhe and cry from the sensation. You had never been this full in your life, he was truly stuffing you to your limits and it felt so good. He rubs your clit with one hand as he pulls back out, groaning lowly as he feels your cunt desperately cling to him and try to suck his member back in.

Killer begins thrusting his hips, keeping most of himself sheathed deep inside of your walls and his hand gripped your waist to pull you back into him with each thrust.

“Ah!” You moan and whine, grabbing and scratching at Killer’s broad chest as he molds your insides to the shape of his cock. You could barely breath, the man inside of you so large that you felt like he was in your chest. Killer speeds up his ministrations on your swollen clit.

“Come on sweetheart… I feel you squeezing me, you’re close again…” Killer picks up the pace of his thrusts and you shriek out at the force of his hips slamming into your ass and thighs. “Fucking give it to me!” Killer presses harder into your clit and you scream and explode for the second time that night, for the first time on his cock.

Tears were now freely flowing down your red cheeks and you could no longer form a coherent thought, let alone a sentence. You were a babbling, bouncing mess being speared by Killer’s massive girth. You were so dick drunk that your eyes were rolling back in your head.

“More, more, more, more!” You slur out from your helpless state, spread out on the laundry table.

“What a greedy little pussy… so fucked out and you want more? Want me to fill you, my sweet girl? Make sure you feel me for days…” Killer punctuated his last sentence with a push to your lower stomach.

“Uh huh! Kil, please! Cum inside!” You try to nod your head but the force of Killer’s strokes made it nearly impossible.

“Hnnnggg…” Killer slams his hips deep into yours and blows his heavy load into your wet, waiting walls. He leans down and buries his head in the crook of your neck as his cock still twitches inside of you. As his orgasm subsides, he sighs and slowly pulls out of your spent cunt, leaving a heavy stream of semen to pour out of your hole. He holds himself up above your head and looks down at you and smiles.

You smile back. You lift a shaky hand and cup his cheek.

“It’s you…” You whisper as he gazes affectionately into your eyes.

“It is me. And you’re mine now.” Killer says. Before he pushes himself off the table and grabs your towel to wrap around his waist. After fastening the towel securely he grabs you by your sides off the table and throws your nude body over his shoulder. He carries you out of the bathroom, presumably to his bedroom.

“What the fuck Killer?” Kid calls from down the hallway, spotting you both. “Why is y/n naked? What the hell are you doing?”

“Going to enjoy my dessert.” He calls back at his captain.

It was going to be a long night.

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fanaticsnail · 29 days

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Shameless 3/3

Masterlist here. Part 1, Part 2

Word Count: 5,500+

Synopsis: You have a type, one that has been forcefully revealed by your crewmen's incessant nagging. Ushered throughout the halls of the Polar Tang, you finally get to experience the raw, concentrated power of what succumbing to that type truly means.

Themes: Eustass Kid x afab!reader, p in v sex, eating, gushing, writhing, begging. Dom!kid x switch!reader, no gendered terms used, smut, nsfw, mdni, 18+ content warning, swearing, creampie, Platonic!Law x Crew!reader, "sunshine" used as a term of endearment, reader is a brat, Kid is obsessed.

Notes: And it's here! Third and final part to the series that was meant to be a one-shot because it was my first time writing for Eustass Kid. Thank you to @sordidmusings for being a saint and listening to me be very unhinged while I talk about this fic.

Tag List: @sordidmusings @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @feral-artistry @gingernut1314 @vespidphoenix @carrotsunshine @cinnbar-bun @i-am-vita @mfreedomstuff @sexc-snail

The grip of Eustass Kid’s right hand never left your hip. Ushering you throughout the halls of the Polar Tang to where he assumed your crew quarters were located. His face held an unreadable emotion you attempted to decipher with your mischievous gaze.

His lips were knit into a thin line, tugging at the corners into a gruff grimace. His brows lowering their furrow against his forehead with his eyes wild with narrowed pupils. The smaller quiver in his top lip revealed his snarled emotion further to you, a soft rumble igniting within his chest.

Cheeks tinted pink with ignited resolve and passion, he was glowing with growing vibrant frustration. Too proud to indicate he may be in need of assistance to find your room, you chose to bite your lip to stifle the rise of your smile further as you watched him fumble down the hallway.

All that giddiness and prior longing for one another, all the passion and grinding against each other’s most sensitive areas, came to an abrupt halt by your captain by calling to you over the shipwide speakers. That lust for one another remained all through the commemorative meal, Kid perpetually holding his eyes on your body as he sunk his teeth into fresh meat. He tore his teeth into the flesh of the steak, all the while picturing what your body tasted like beneath your boiler's uniform.

Noticing a small stagger in Kid’s steps, halting his strides as the corridor split into a narrow ‘T’ shape. Drawing your eyes up to the metal panel in front of you, you felt the grip of Kid’s arm tighten around your waist.

You didn’t want to ask him if he needed help, refusing to utter a single word to the broody, aggressive man beside you. In fact, it was fun to watch him get angrier and angrier within his own frustration. You deduced: the angrier he got, the more likely he was going to channel that fury with reaching your joint ecstasy within the arms of one another.

“You’re really gonna stand there in silence?” he growled in a low rumble, “Not gonna give me any guidance in finding your damn crew cot to fuck you in?” You attempted to stifle your rising smile by clamping your teeth down on your lower lip.

“Nope,” you popped your lips on the ‘p,’ noticing this seemed to aggravate him further. In one swift movement: he lifted you up with his flesh hand, caging you beneath the metallic forearm of his artificial limb across your chest. He held your body firmly against the steel of the cool wall, bringing his agitated expression closer to your amused grin.

“Just wanna see me get all frustrated, huh?” he spat, his aggressive agitation showcased within the vibrant hues of his auburn eyes, “Wanna see how far you can bend me before I snap?”

All you could do was shudder out a whimper of lustful breath beneath the cool metal arm, a smirk drawing up to your lips as you avoided his intense stare by looking down at his exposed pectorals.

In response, he pushed his metal forearm firmer against your chest, the magnetic object caging your shoulders against the wall alongside the top of your breastbone. The discomfort you felt beneath his artificial limb elevated your anticipation and excitement for him more.

“Answer me,” he growled, shoving you further against the wall, “You had so many words earlier. Where are they now, huh?” You drew your eyes up to his, half-lidded and full of adoration for the frustrated tinkerer-captain. As your softened eyes met with his, he was flabbergasted at your unwithheld adoration for him.

“You don’t seem like the type to require help,” you whispered, drawing up your hand do brush your fingers against his jaw, “So I won’t help you...” you pressed your chest against his metal arm to test its strength and hissed out a further declaration, “...Unless you ask me, very nicely, to offer you my assistance.”

Kid bore his eyes into yours, his brow furrowing deeper on his forehead as you looked up through half-hooded lashes. Floating your eyes between his, you goaded him with your playful expression: daring him to ask you for aid. After several moments of careful contemplation, he finally spat out his venomous words.

“Fine,” his eyes darkened, a furious twinkle engaged within his blown pupils. Where you expected him to cave, ask you begrudgingly which direction to be led in, he shocked you by his flesh hand reaching up to your chest, and prying open your boiler suit with a skillful tear in the front of the fabric, “You leave me with no choice but to fuck you in the hallway.”

You squealed as he skillfully removed your sleeves from your arms with his right hand, forcing his hips to staple yours against the reflective surface behind you. His broad hand drew itself up to cup your left hip, grinding his half-hard cock against your needy core. You sighed blissfully as he began to rut against your body, your eyes fluttering shut against the feeling.

He tore through the fabric of your top binding, exposing your chest and puckered nipples publicly in a single swipe. You mewled as he pinched, licked and sucked at your exposed chest; your body wriggling and grinding against his core.

“You truly have no shame, do you?” He growled, his lips finding your jaw as he pressed himself harder against you. You relished in the feeling of his warm lips caressing your skin in open kisses, his saliva dampening your pores with each messy parting of his lips upon you.

“I could say the same about you,” you whispered through your unrestrained moan in response, opening your eyes to gaze into his own once more. When his eyes met yours, his lust was demonstrated in the soft flutter of his lashes, his pupils dilated into large circles and his painted lips parted in a shocked oval.

You rocked your hips against his, the tight peak in his patterned pants raking over your rapidly dampening heat. He tore away more of your uniform, revealing more glimpses of your exposed flesh to his needy hands and greedy eyes. As you began to move your lips to expel your desires, a voice called above your expressions of wanton need.

“Well, I'm ashamed of both of you,” your Captain’s bored and lazy tone spat with a soft grimace, “Couldn't even wait to get into crew quarters, Tinkerers?”

A joint shriek of shock expelled itself from your throats as your eyes snapped over to the darkened silhouette of Trafalgar Law.

Your captain excused himself from the meal between the main course and dessert, claiming the excuse he needed to retrieve something from his office. What he was truly doing was checking in to see if you were alright with the attention you were receiving from Eustass Kid. He knew you were tough, and that you had a type, but he wanted to ensure the safety of his tinkerer.

“Captain-!” you began, your voice drowning beneath the surprised grunt of Kid’s exclaim, “-Traffy!” Kid’s body hovered over yours, shielding the exposure of your chest from the eyes of your Captain. You almost pouted out a softened hum of awe at the larger man's valiance, but your attention remained captivated by Law's disapproving expression.

As you both began to utter your verbalised defenses, you witnessed Captain Law’s smirk grow all the broader: feral and cryptid. Your eyes widened, watching as he raised his hand upwards, his fingers splayed out in hyper focussed concentration.

“Unfortunately for the both of you, I refuse to allow such lewd acts performed in my hallways - no matter who is performing them,” he uttered in a low growl, prompting a blush to rise against your cheeks.

Before a further explaination could be uttered in your defense, Law hastily spoke over your rising voice with two key words of his own.

“Room,” he smirked, eyes darkening as you and Kid both felt at the mercy of your Captain demonstrating his raw power with his devil-fruit ability, “Shambles.”

Your surroundings went dark around you, your body feeling helpless within the trap of Law's displacement. Although you had experienced this method of transportation prior, the disassociation and frazzle of the world around, fading in and out, remained a difficult concept to comprehend and adjust to.

Switching positions with two flecks of dust within your crew quarters by the will of your Captain, had your body falling unceremoniously atop Kid’s on the metal floor beneath you with a firm thud. A grunt at the contact alongside a huffed breath from your companion prompted a laugh to began simmering within your chest.

“Well, well, well,” you managed to giggle out through your teetered laughter, “Looks like you didn't have to ask me nicely, after all.”

Kid huffed out a disapproving gruff growl, shifting your body away to take in the full view of your face above him. Although the crew quarters were lit by the hum of electrical lamplight, he strained to make out the outlines of your face in this switched position.

Before he could adjust to exactly what was happening within the room, he was surprised at the shift of weight above him sliding down his body. As he moved his dizzying head to focus on your actions, he was surprised to hear a jingle of metal and the loosening of his pants.

He snapped his eyes to witness the swirl of your tongue claiming the chorded strands of his pants within your mouth, skillfully tugging at the belt with your teeth to expose his briefs beneath. He sucked in his shock, hastily propping himself up on his elbows to get a more in depth look at your features.

“F-Fuck,” he groaned, eyes unable to break his eyes away from watching you take apart his pants, “Y-You’re actually doing it with your teeth.” He whispered, reaching his right hand down to rake his fingers through your hair. You smiled, tugging one final harsh bite at his zippered fly to expel his clothed member beneath the parted split of his pants.

“I would never mislead you,” you reassured him with a huffed chuckle, watching the small twitch of his rapidly expanding cock. The subtle damp patch of precum against the soft material of his briefs, “I despise those who go back on their word.”

With another small string of curses, Kid released your hair within his palm and lulled his head back on his shoulders as you circled your grip around his clothed shaft. Tugging it firmly beneath the material, his heavy balls began to fall beneath the elastic hem of his leg holes.

You shifted your hands along his veiny cock. The outline of his perfect, mushroomed tip dipped in a divet within the strain against the material of the cotton fabric. His leg began to twitch as you straddled his thigh and teased the waistband of his briefs with the brush of your unoccupied fingertips.

Reaching into his pants, you claimed his cock within your palm and attempted to circle your digits around it: the large girth having your fingertips barely brush together in their circumference. Flicking your thumb over the tip had a moan stifled within Kid’s lips. Huffing at the friction, he drew his head up to glance at you through half-hooded lashes.

Brows knit in focus, your jaw hung ever slightly slack as you focussed on pistoning Kid’s impressive cock within your grip. The look of awe on your features as you exposed his member by flipping his waistband down had Kid’s ego swelling with pride. He smiled as you but back a moan of your own, taking in the full view of his incredibly large cock.

“It's not going to fit,” you gasped, eyes glazed in a hypotonic, lustful trance. Kid smirked at your comment, panting at the attention you were paying to his sensitive knob and frenulum with your thumb.

In one swell movement, he hastily flipped your positions and caged you beneath him. Your chest was fully exposed, your uniform hanging limply on your hips as his right hand dove beneath the waist of your undergarments.

“It'll fit,” he moaned, his lips finding your clavicle bone, containing a perfect ovular circle he bit into earlier, and pressed his lips roughly against it, “Just gotta warm ya’ up first.”

He sought out your heat with his fingers, feeling the arousal he'd already caused earlier by his lips, teeth and grinding hips. His two middle fingers slotted between your walls, feeling the coat of slick over his knuckles as he spread your essence over your needy hole.

Before he sunk his fingers into your core, he retreated back upwards to your awaiting, quivering clit. As his warm fingers began tracing delicate circles against your aching bud, he claimed your lips beneath his own.

Your hands shot to his hair, grasping the red strands within your fingertips. Angling your chin up, you needily licked Kid's lips while whining at his ministrations. Everything was too little and too much all at once, your craving for him outweighing the need for him to make you ready to take his impressive size.

Moans were caught within his painted lips, his own empathetic moans at your joy spread from his mouth into yours. As he swirled his digits expertly around your clit, he forced his tongue within your mouth to brush against yours. Sliding the muscle throughout your mouth, you arched your back as he continued using his hands and lips to bring you pleasure.

Seeking out his cock, your hand grasped at every surface of his large muscles and skin on your journey downwards. Just before you managed to wrap your hand around the swollen head of his cock again, Eustass Kid’s metal hand shot down and claimed your wrist within his iron grip and pinned both hands above your head.

Breaking his lips from yours, his fiendish smile grew wide. His teeth playfully bit your bottom lip as a wordless reprimand for your actions. You whined, your hands attempting to wriggle free from his iron grip to seek out his cock once more.

“Not gonna let you touch me ‘til I make you cum at least once,” he laughed at you, slowly rolling circles around your needy bud. You arched your back and mewled for him as he raked his fingers down to your hole, then back up to your clit in skillful motions.

“I let you take the lead while your Captain’s stupid devil fruit power made me dizzy,” he slunk down your torso, ripping your legs out of your pants with one swift swipe with his metal hand, “But now that my head's all clear, I'm gonna make you cum so fucking hard, Sunshine.”

You were now completely exposed to him, your naked body lying vulnerable beneath his almost fully-clothed body. Only his cock was exposed to you; the rest of his larger form remained shrouded by his cloak, buckled holsters and pants.

“P-please,” you whined for him, panting as he pinned your writhing hips to the floor beneath his forearm. He chuckled, hooking your knees over his shoulders and bringing your glistening core up to his face after releasing your hands from his metal arm.

“Quit ya’ squirming,” he growled, leaning his face down against your needy heat, “I know how you feel about goin’ back on your word.” He tested your reactions with a small flick of his tongue against your clit, laughing when you arch your back in reaction, “Wouldn't want you to despise me, now, do I?”

“Captain,” you gasped, feeling his breath cooling against your sticky walls as he hovered his lips over your oozing essence. He chuckled further, forcing your legs apart as he took in the sight of your arousal. His jaw shuddered at the sight, eyelashes fluttering as his smile rose up on his face.

“I would never mislead you,” he mocked your earlier sentiment, prompting you to scowl at his taunting expression. Just as soon as your scowl appeared, it fled just as hastily from your face as he dove head-first into your heat.

Kid's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he sampled your sweet essence, rolling his tongue over your aching clit in slow, deliberate circles. You bit your lip to stifle your keening mewls, prompting Kid to groan into your glistening sex.

“So cute,” he commented, bobbing his head as he swiped his tongue up and down, spreading your juices around your entrance and clit, “So fuckin’ cute.”

Nodding against your heat, he became drunk with lust as you attempted to grind further against his face. He used his nose to add pressure to your clit as he dipped his tongue into your neglected entrance. Swirling his tongue, he lapped at your juices straight from the source, with grunts of praise growling from his messy lips coated in your sweet nectar.

The coil in your stomach bound itself tight within the pit of your abdomen. You huffed into your wrist, clamping your eyes tightly shut as you had no choice but to take the tongue lashing Kid was forcing into your body.

Your thighs began to shake as you strained against his extremely large hands, once again becoming aware of how big he was. At the mercy of the man above you, you began gushing into his mouth as the first wave of your erupting orgasm coursed through you.

“O-Oh fuck yes, that's it,” Kid's muffled voice praised you between your legs, “Cum on my face. C’mon, wanna feel it.”

“F-Fuck, Captain,” you cried out for him, tears beginning to well from the intensity in which you rode through the waves of your encumbering high.

Attempting to writhe and wriggle out of his grip, he held you firmly in place and bullied your cunt with his face further. He dove in deeper, torturing your core with his tongue and lips as he continued to messily lap at your juices.

“Nuh uh,” he chastised you, prompting you to sob at the overstimulation, “You're gonna take it. Go on, Sunshine. Cum for me again,” he chuckled into your tingling entrance when you screamed at the feeling of his tongue needily and aggressively lapping at you, “I know you can.”

Panic wrote itself on your face, you're cheeks running hot as your blood turned cold. Feeling the firm press of his hands against your hips, you truly felt helpless beneath the hulking figure of Eustass Kid. He was going to hold you down and make you cum again, and you were going to have to take it.

“This is whatcha get for being a brat earlier,” Kid leant his face away as he messily spat against your hole. Diving down immediately after, he lapped at your oversensitive heat and held your body completely at his mercy, “This is what me snapping looks like, Sunshine. Fucking take it.”

You whimpered, reaching your hands down and grabbing fistfuls of his hair within your hands. Attempting to tug his face away from you, he doubled down his efforts and elevated your hips with his strong and firm grip. He thrust your body backwards and forwards, grinding your sensitive cunt against his face as you felt him chase another of your intense highs.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh F-fuck,” you screamed, gushing your juices over his chin as another gushing orgasm snuck up on you. This was not as intense as the first one prior, but it stole the breath from your lungs and took the wind out of your sails.

“There ya’ go,” he chuckled, grinding your hips against his face, “Fuck yes, cum in my face again.”

He slowed down the intensity of his grinding, remaining in tempo of the rhythmic twitches of your orgasm beckoning him in with hypnotic pulses. Floating back down from your high, you collapsed onto the cool ground beneath you.

You felt him come away from your body, fully expecting the larger man to immediately pummel his large cock into you and wincing in anticipation. Taking a moment to catch your breath, you looked down to notice Kid had raisen to his knees and removed his weighty cloak and straps from his torso.

He smirked down at you, watching as you took in his body with your fucked-out, glazed-over expression. He tugged at the waistband of his underwear, moving the rest of his clothes down over his hips to free his balls and his legs.

“Waitin’ ‘til you catch your breath,” Kid whispered affectionately while casting his boots, socks and pants aside, “I'm cruel, but I'm not that cruel.”

In truth, Kid felt the approach of a premature untouched orgasm swelling in his abdomen the moment your cunt pressed against his face. It had been so long since he had taken a lover, especially one as enthusiastic as you were at the very notion of a sliver of his attention.

You teased him earlier in the day with your unbridled lust, intrigued him with your devotion to your tinkering assignment, and had him completely smitten with your complete and utter shamelessness.

He was so completely riled up, he refused to be embarrassed by how quickly he was going to cum from the moment your cunt touched his twitching, engorged cock. He wanted to take his time, enjoy your company for as long as you were willing to share it with him.

As your heartbeat slowed to a more forgiving pace, you beckoned him with your coaxing hands and pleading eyes. Smiling down at you, he hovered over your face and pressed needy and passionate kisses against your jaw with his lips and tongue.

His red, fat tongue slithered against your chin, prompting you to turn your head and claim the organ into your parted lips. As soon as your mouth brushed with his, you felt the tip of his cock tap against your over prepared and glistening hole. You moaned against his lips as his tip began to split you apart, your walls moving in a wide stretch to accommodate his impressive girth.

“I-It’s too big,” you winced against his lips, “Too big!” You cried out as he soothed you by pressing gentle kisses against your cheeks, lips, temple, chin and jaw.

“Y-You can t-take it,” he huffed, wincing at how tight your cunt was choking him, strangling him with your smaller core, “Just-... hah, fuck-... Just relax around it. You can do that for me, can't you? Relax and let me i-in.” His shiny tip pushed deeper into your cunt, his shaft twitching as he felt your fluttering walls adjust to accommodate him.

You winced your brows up, breathing deeply as he caged your smaller body beneath him. Huffing out several strangled breaths, he fully slotted his shaft into you. Tufts of his red pubic hair ground coarsely against your swollen clit, a cry spilling from your lips the welcome he received as his cock encased itself within your warm, puffy sheath.

“Fuck, you're so-... ngmmh-... so fucking tight,” he bit your shoulder as he buried his head within the crook of your neck. At every quiver your glistening core fluttered around him, he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching.

“You're so fucking big,” you praised him with a hushed, needy whisper; mewling as he began to make shallow movements, pistoning his cock while remaining deep within your cunt.

You felt yourself relax around him, the rocking of his hips enabled you to adjust quickly to his length and girth. You circled your arms around his shoulders, cradling his head against your shoulder as you felt him begin to pant. A flash of lightning hit your body as your lust hit you with its stricken intensity.

“C'mon, big boy,” you cooed down at him with new motivation, “I know you can fuck me harder than that.” Kid snapped his head up, his eyes feral as he gawked at you.

“You want me to fuck you harder?” Kid asked, a pink flush tinting his face as deep a scarlet as his vibrant hair. You laughed, your abdomen constricting his cock within you as you did.

“Did I stutter?” You teased him, clawing at his shoulders before capturing his cheeks within the heels of your palms, “Harder.” Eustass Kid, who was not accustomed to be on the receiving end of orders, immediately began slamming his hips against yours in rough claps. You shrieked in joy, gyrating to match his quickening pace.

The wet slaps of your cunt taking Kid's cock reverberated with your mutual moans throughout the crew quarters. You huffed out strangled pants as you ground your hips upwards to meet with his heavy-handed thrusts. His biceps twitched with every hard thrust against you, leaning up on his flesh and metal arms to get a glimpse of his cock disappearing within your gummy walls.

Cocking your head to the side, you noticed his brows were knit in focus, his mind still holding his body back from being too rough with you. You craved him letting go, the craving prompting you to hook your legs over his hips and lock your ankles together behind his lower back.

“Harder,” you coax him, “Go harder, Captain. I can't take it.” As a gesture, you tug at his shoulders and cradle his body against you. He fell against you, his arms caging you once again beneath him.

“I'm gonna break your fucking hips if I fuck you any harder,” he huffed against your cheek. He continued his rough pace, the lewd slap of his balls on your puckered ass causing you to cry out for him.

“I serve on a ship full of doctors,” you prompt him, pressing open kisses against his collar and rocking your hips to his rhythm, “I can take it. C'mon, Kid. Fuck me like you want to.”

Kid halted his movements, his eyes immediately snapping up to meet with your own. He was immediately challenged by your utter audaciousness, searching your eyes for any hesitation for him to simply take what he wanted from your body.

“Like I want to?” His growl sent a shudder from youd chest down to your cunt, stil containing his entire length, “You want me to show you how I want to fuck you?”

“Yes,” you whispered, biting and nipping at his cheek, jaw and neck as a further coaxing for him to propel himself harder, firmer and deeper against you.

He broke your arms away from his shoulders, his metal and flesh hands immediately moving to the backs of your thighs and pressing them firmly up into your stomach. You mewled in shock, feeling the new depth his cock reached at this angle hitting and brushing against more of your core you never thought possible.

“You want me to fuck you with my full strength? Feel me so fucking deep in your stomach it borders on painful?” He growled, pressing his stomach against your thighs as he allowed his full weight to sink down into you, “You want your bones to fall on the brink of shattering as I fuck into you, using you for my own personal pleasure?”

“Yes,” you confirmed a little louder than before, following his movement with the rapid bounce of your hips in rhythm with his rough thrusts. You bit back a cry as he picked up his pace, your lower abdomen feeling the pinch of his tip kissing your cervix.

He hastily drew down his hands, prompting you to hook your arms behind your knees to keep you fully exposed to his rough thrusts. As you held your legs back, he forced his right hand onto the pit of your stomach, pushing on the tip of his angular cock brushing against the spongy curvature of your G-spot.

“Feel that? That's-... fuck, hhah-... how fucking deep I am,” he panted, his thrusts becoming more erratic. You cried out muted sobs in desperation for him, feeling the approach of your third orgasm rapidly stampeding towards you.

“Fuck you like I want to, Sunshine?” He growled, repeating your taunt back to you. His speed continuing to pick up as heavy thrusts as he pressed your thighs further into your chest, “Fuck you rough and deep enough to split you apart with my cock? Like I fucking want to?”

“Yes!” you cried out in confirmation, feeling the tight call of your orgasm begin to shake at your toes to your thighs, warmth spreading in your chest with the ignition of passionate convulsions. He groaned for you, panting as he felt the first twitches of his own approach pulsate through the base of his shaft, his balls sucked into the pit of his stomach and knob twitching deep within you.

“Oh, fuck!” he barked, his eyes rolling back into his skull as he continued to pummel, bully, and bruise your cunt with his impressive, firm cock. He felt the first wave of your pussy beckoning him with your orgasm, his mind no longer his own as he gave into his primal urge to continue claiming you.

“Fuck, Captain. I'm g-gonna-... f-fuck-... I'm gonna cum-,” you screamed, caged beneath his body as your walls began wringing circular pulses over his cock. Kid began to panic, overcome with the feeling of your pussy milking his shaft.

“I c-can’t pull out, I can't pull out!” He begged and pleaded as his knob began to leak with the first spurts of unrestrained precum, “Too fucking good!”

“Cum in me, I need you!” you screamed in your haze, drunk on the feeling of this larger man splitting you open with his desperation. You bounced your cunt against him, matching the pace he set while riding through your all encumbering orgasm.

“F-Fuck!” he roared, ribbons of white release splashing against your cervix and trickling down your thighs with your own juices gushing against him. Your beckoning thumps continued wringing Kid's cock with each pulse in unified bliss.

Growls of strangled moans fled from Kid's lips as he claimed your mouth within his, deepening the angle he was slamming his hips down against your core and slowing his erratic pace.

He released your thighs from his grip, choosing to thread his arms around your shoulders and elevate you to a sitting position, his cock still deeply sheathed within you. Rocking back onto his heels and calves, he continued pressing open and lustful kisses against your lips as the last few, teetered, aftershocks of his orgasm spent itself within you.

Holding the back of your neck, he continued cradling you against himself. His kisses turned soft, sweet and almost loving, his lip paint now marking nearly all of your body with the scarlet hue. The subtle tang of your juices remained on his tongue as you welcomed more of him against your lips.

As you motioned to break away from his lips to catch your breath, he needily held your neck firmly in place, continuing to pant through his kisses planted against your lips. He rotated his head, his lips entangling themselves sloppily against yours as you both finally fell back down to the harsh reality around you.

“More,” he whimpered against you, still under the prior hypnotic spell your words and actions cast on him, “Need more.”

Smiling, you pressed several peppered kisses against his lips and face. He hummed through his nose, whining at how affectionate you were remaining to be after taking his aggravated and almost assaulting pace with his cock still inside you. You tested his still firm cock, rocking yourself on his lap which caused a choked whimper to flee from his throat.

“How long are you staying with us, Captain?” you managed to ask him as soon as you broke away from his desperate lips. He pressed his forehead against yours, his hands moving down to circle around your shoulders and waist.

“Couple more days,” he confessed in a whisper, his eyes glancing down at where your bodies remained still as one, “Then we leave to go on our separate ways again.”

You both clamped your eyes shut, feeling your bodies unified together as his cock began to soften within your walls. You raised your hands to cradle his cheeks, pressing a few sweet kisses against his lips as he hung his head back within your arms.

“And after a few days?” you whispered your question, pressing your forehead against his once more with your eyes remaining shut to conceal your emotions from him, “Then what?”

You felt Kid's right thumb begin tracing circles against your hip, his arms sliding down to claim both sides of your body beneath his broad hands.

“Then, Sunshine," he scoffed, playfully licking your chin with the sharpened tip of his tongue, "Every time I meet with your captain and your crew…” he teased you, tilting your face with a subtle jab of his chin to force your eyes to open, as he uttered his final confession to you.

“... we're gonna make it everyone's problem.”

As soon as you met with his rust-colored eyes, you were once again consumed with lust for him. His enchanting smile, his scarred cheeks, his smudged face paint, his wicked grin: all bewitched you to the point where you would agree to everything he could ever pose to you.

"I'm looking forward to being shameless and embarrassing with my open adoration and lust for you, Captain," you confessed in a whispered breath. He laughed at you smoothing over your hair with his hand, smiling as he drew his face all the closer to yours.

"I'm looking forward to being the object of your shameless fucking lust, Sunshine," he uttered before he claimed your lips beneath his once more in a lengthy, sultry kiss, "Let's get cleaned up, go a couple more times," you squeaked in joy at the notion, prompting a huff of laughter to expel from Kid, "Then I'll carry you up there to enjoy dessert, just like I promised."

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pls-hold-me-im-justa-weeb · 4 months

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Kid x Reader x Killer angst to eventual comfort

Based off of my Brain Rot TM here

Writing is my therapy and I experienced a sub-drop last night from audio stuff and didn't really have a Dom, so I had an anxiety/panic attack. ANYWAYS. Be careful out there, and communicate clearly.

TW's: Starts with consensual threesome smut, non-con elements, degradation, rough sex, anxiety attack, suggested sub-drop, GN reader

Notes: I spelled his name 'Kidd' even though I later learned it's 'Kid' so whoops lmao.

WC: ~5.6k

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You were nearly suffocating, but gods you loved it. One thick cock was fucking your cute, dripping hole, and the other cock was being rammed down your throat as you jerked forward from the crude thrusts behind you. One hand was holding you up by your handcuffed wrists, and another held a fistful of your hair to keep your head still. Your eyes rolled back as you gagged again around the cock in your throat, drool dripping obscenely down your chin and onto the mattress you were knelt on.

"What a fucking slut, huh Killer? Gonna stretch this lil hole 'till it's gaping" Kidd growled as he gave a particularly harsh thrust behind you. Killer grunted in agreement.

"Look at 'em. Gagging and crying on your cock because it deserves to cry, to barely be able to breathe as we take our fuckin pleasure. Nothing but holes to me."

Kidd continued to talk, degrading you. His voice was deep and hoarse, belying his pleasure. Your shoulders were aching from being held up for so long, but not enough to use the signal to end things. Kidd's thrusts became harder as he yanked you back against his cock, and you felt something in your shoulder pop. Pain bloomed in your shoulder, and though you knew nothing had torn and nothing was broken, it would be soon.

You tried to snap your fingers a few times, but they were too squished in Kidd's grip. You were beginning to panic, and you tried to speak but could only get out a gurgled moan.

"Stay still, bitch- or do I have to teach you a lesson? Need this hole filled until it's overflowing. Nothing but a fucking pocket pussy to us. Pathetic little thing. Please us or we'll dump you" he growled.

You needed to do something. Anything to get out. You tried turning your head, and only succeeded in scraping your teeth against Killer's dick, and he yanked back with a hiss. His cock was removed fully, and you raspily called out the safe word.

"Red"

Killer paused.

"What did you say?" he sounded concerned.

Kidd only shoved your face into the mattress. Something in your neck and shoulder clicked painfully, and you cried out a little.

"Pocket pussy's don't get to speak" he growled. Killer pushed Kidd from your back roughly.

"Speak" the blond ordered to you.

"Red" you whispered, tears now flowing from your eyes for a different reason.

"Okay okay, we're done. Kidd. We're done." Killer spoke firmly to his partner, who was still slowly thrusting in your sore hole. Kidd scoffed, and brought down a hand harshly on your ass, and you jerked forward, off his dick.

"Pathetic."

Kidd gathered a wad of spit in his mouth before spitting it on your ass as you laid there, shaking and crying.

Killer brought his fist up and slammed it across the redhead's face, knocking him off the bed.

"Get out and go cool off" he ordered. Kidd rammed a fist through the wooden floor, and you flinched, breath becoming erratic. You couldn't move. Your head was fuzzy, and all you knew is that you did something bad. He hurt you, and you were bad. The mattress rocked as Killer pushed off the bed and there was a rustle of cloth.

"Get out!" Killer opened the door, and you heard heavy foot falls before the door was slammed shut and locked. At the slam of the door, you flinched and wrapped your hands around your head, curling into the fetal position. Your fists gripped your hair, pulling at it and scratching at the scalp. Your body tensed with each footstep approaching you.

"Hey, baby" Killer spoke softly in his deep voice. You tensed, readying your body as if to ward off any berating words. You were hyperventilating, tear flowing onto the mattress.

"Can I hold your hand?"

You shook your head, not believing you were worthy of any affection. But you couldn't speak.

A soft, fluffy blanket draped over your naked body, shaking like a leaf in the wind as your chest worked rapidly.

"Kick it off if you get too hot. I'm going to lay down next to you and I'm going to breathe. You're going to do your best to follow, okay? Can you speak?"

You managed to shake your head at his question. You couldn't speak. Your voice wouldn't come out, and you couldn't even get yourself to move enough to open your mouth.

"Okay. Put your hand on your chest so you can follow my breathing."

You whimpered, curling into yourself. Why can't I move? Why am I being so bad. I can't- I can't-.

"Can you move your arm?"

You shook your head, starting to sob harder.

"Hey, hey. Okay. You're here. You're okay. Can I move your hand for you? It'll just rest on my chest and then I'll keep it there."

You nodded, grateful that he was willing to help someone- no, something- like you. Rough, calloused hands gently pried one of your hands away from your hair, and held it. His hand was warm. He moved your hand to his chest, right over his heart. Your shaking hand and body resisted his kindness, but he slowly moved your arm.

"There. Okay? Now I'm going to breathe deeply in.... and out. Can you feel that?" Your arm moved up with the inflation of his lungs, and sank back down with the exhalation. You nodded, hiccupping breaths catching in your throat.

"Okay, now follow me. Ready?" He began breathing in deeply, and you tried to choke down the bucking of your lungs to follow his instructions. I can't be bad. I'll be hurt.

"Good. You're doing so good for me. Keep going."

His hand kept your on his chest, over his heart until you could breathe deeply with him.

"Good job, you did so well. Can I hold you now?"

You nodded, needing to feel protected. He moved quickly to wrap his arms around you, your hand still on his chest as he brought his forehead to yours. At some point, he had removed his helmet.

"Oh sweetie, you did so well saying the safeword. I'm glad you told us."

You began crying and sobbing at his words.

"...i'm sor-r..." you tried to speak, but it burned your throat to do it while crying. Killer pulled your body closer, one hand on the back of your head as he tucked your head under his chin.

"Don't apologize, little one. You did so good. You did everything right. Are you hurt?"

You curled into him, letting yourself cry. Your shoulder still ached, and your neck hurt to move too much. You nodded slightly, your sobs shaking your shoulders as you made a fist against his chest.

"When you feel ready, I need you to show me where, okay?" Killer eased his grip on your body, but stroked your hair as you cried into him. You don't know how much time had passed when your tears finally began to cease.

"...i'm sorry..." you managed to whispered. Killer hummed soothingly in his large chest.

"You're okay sweetie. You did so well. You did everything right" he soothed you. You pulled back from him, and tried to look up at him but flinched as your neck flared in pain. You sucked in air between your teeth as your eyes slammed shut in pain.

"Does your neck hurt?"

You whispered an affirmative.

"Anywhere else?"

"...shoulder" you murmured, eyes squeezed shut. Your body was starting to shake again as you admitted your injuries. Killer's calloused hand trailed lightly over your neck and shoulder.

"Thank you for telling me, hon. Is it muscle pain?" he asked softly. You managed a slight nod.

"Okay. Your muscles have cooled off now so lets run a bath to help with the ache, okay? C'mon. Let's get you cleaned up."

You held onto him as he started to rise, and he paused, looking down at you curiously.

"You okay?"

Tears brimmed your eyes again as you spoke.

"You didn't finish. Neither did.. he."

Killer chuckled a little, and cradled your jaw in his hand.

"You're so sweet to worry about that. I'm perfectly fine. So is Kidd."

He looked down at you confidently, and it eased your fears.

"If you need to use me later..." you murmured unthinkingly.

"Hey. No. No. That's not how this works. We love and care about you, and no matter what we say in bed, that will never change. Your boundaries always come first, no matter what. You're hurt from this time, and Kidd went way too far. He's at fault here, and he knows it. You're way more than a thing to us. We love you, as a person. As a being. You're everything to me. To us."

The tears that were brimming fell down your cheeks, and you held your arms out to him.

"I'm sorry" you murmured. He picked you up easily, one arm stabilizing your neck gently and the other scooping you up under your butt. You made a sound at the movement, your hole sensitive and bruised.

"Don't be sorry, baby. I'm sorry. I should've noticed you couldn't signal if you needed to stop" he murmured back. You whined at his apology.

You let him carry you to the connecting bathroom. He sat you down on the toilet as he went to fill the tub.

"Cmon. I know you gotta go. I know you're shy about it so I'm going to turn around and watch the bath while I cover my ears, okay?"

You quickly relieved yourself and patted your poor hole dry from the wetness from earlier. You stood yourself on shaky legs and flushed. Killer turned at your movement, and wrapped you in his arms before you toppled over.

"Let's get in the bath, okay?" you hummed an affirmative, your neck really starting to ache. He stepped into the hot water, easing you down with him. You hissed at the temperature on your abused hole, but quickly moaned in relief. You were more sore than you thought.

"Good, doing so good for me" Killer soothed as you shifted in his lap. He grabbed a nearby wash cloth and dipped it in the water, wringing it out over your neck and injured shoulder. You hummed as the heat soothed the pain a little. You yawned, exhausted from your panic.

"Lemme take care of you. Don't gotta worry 'bout a single thing with me 'round, okay?" a light kiss tickled your temple and you hummed an affirmative, drifting off into a doze as Killer ran the washcloth over your body, cleaning you of your tears and sweat.

You groaned in displeasure as he picked you up from the cooling water and he chuckled a little.

"I know but you'll be warm soon enough"

You huffed at him and in response, he wrapped you in a fluffy towel, drying you off as you sat on the edge of the tub.

"Killer..." you muttered his name, trying to thank him, but another thought struck you instead.

"Hmm?"

"Does he not like me anymore?" tears welled in your eyes again, and you looked down at your boyfriend as he knelt in front of you. He pulled you into a hug, cradling your head gently into his neck.

"That's not it. I don't know why he acted so awful. I know how much he cares about you. He loves you. I love you. Okay?"

You sniffled.

"I love you too" you mumbled. Killer kissed your cheek, and pulled back with his hand cradling your jaw. You leaned in to kiss him on the lips chastely. You pulled back, wincing as the movement made your shoulder and neck hurt.

"Let's get you dressed and into bed. I'll get you some pain medication too."

He picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, setting your pliant body on the bed. You sat on the edge, staring at the wall and starting to zone out.

Why did he do that? He... He didn't stop. He spat on me and called me pathetic. Killer had to punch him to get him off the bed. Is he okay? What if he had a crash too?

Soft fabric slid against your bare thighs, distracting you from your thoughts. Killer looked up at you with his piercing blue eyes, curious. You noticed he had put sweats on finally.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?"

You sighed.

"What if he also had a... crash?" you asked. Killer sighed, and put the shirt over your head. He guided your arms through the sleeves as he spoke.

"If he did, he would need to be alone. It's how he is" he answered thoughtfully. You hummed, noticing Killer put one of his own old shirts on you.

"Is it weak to need help when I have a-"

"No."

Killer cut you off firmly before you finished. He cupped your cheeks in his large hands, holding your teary gaze.

"You're not weak. You're so strong for telling us to stop when you were in pain and when it was really hard for you to. It's not pathetic, like Kid called you. You are amazing, truly" he kissed your forehead gently, and a single tear slid down your cheek. His thumb wiped it away quickly. You sniffed, bringing the hand of your uninjured side to cover the back of his hand.

"Thank you" you whispered. He smiled softly.

"You're welcome. There's some pain meds and a glass of water on the bedside table, and I know Kid keeps some muscle cream in here somewhere. Let's get your neck and shoulder taken care of, okay?"

You shuffled yourself back painfully towards the head of the bed. You never realized just how much you used your neck and shoulder muscles. Killer met you with the water and pills, and you took them quickly. He took the empty glass and put it on the bedside table before opening a tube of cream he procured while you were choking down the pills. He swept stray hair out of the way and gently massaged the cream into your sore muscles. The cream had a strong menthol smell and had a strange burning yet cooling sensation on the skin.

"Good. That should start to feel better tomorrow" he said, recapping the tube. He wiped his hands off on your discarded towel and helped ease you into the blankets. He went around the room, turning off the lights before crawling into bed next to you, spooning you from behind. He littered kisses on your head and the back of your neck, making you giggle a little.

"Hmmmm there ya are. Go to sleep now. Ya need it" he said gently. You sighed.

"I know... you need to go see if he's okay to stop worrying. But can you wait until I'm asleep?"

His arms tightened around you.

"Of course."

With the promise, you drifted off to sleep quickly, exhausted.

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You woke to the sound of rustling clothes as someone got dressed. You sighed heavily, turning over and immediately regretting your movement. Pain bloomed through your neck and shoulder, making you wince and groan.

"Mornin', sweetie. How ya feelin'?" Killer's gravelly morning voice soothed your annoyance at being in pain so soon after waking up. You hummed in response. You heard his footsteps walk to your side of the bed, and your eyes opened. The sun was shining from behind him, illuminating his hair like an aura around his body. He looked like he was glowing. You smiled at him dreamily.

"You're so pretty" you murmur. Killer let out a scoff but was obviously pleased at your compliment. He leaned over you, one arm holding some of his weight by your side. His lips pressed to your cheek in a dramatic, drawn out kiss that you've only seen him do a few times behind closed doors. Usually it was used to turn Kidd into a blushing, yelling mess. You giggled at the feeling.

"Ya still hurtin?" he asked, looking down at you. He looked concerned, and even hesitant to ask. The memories of last night came flooding back, and your smile died.

"Yeah" you answered eventually. He stood and rummaged around your bedside table.

"Here, lemme put the cream on before you take the pain meds" he said softly. You eased your head to the side so the injury was exposed to Killer's expert fingers. His warm digits were soon smearing and massaging the muscle cream gently into your skin.

"How's... he?" you asked quietly. You weren't sure you wanted to even talk about him before you've had even a coffee, but you still needed to know if he was alright. Killer sighed.

"Hmm. 'bout how'd ya expect. He just about wrecked his workshop last night in a fit but he's about as okay as you'd think this morning."

You closed your eyes at the news, saddened that he was so angry at you.

"'m sorry" you mumbled. Killer's fingers pulled back from your neck, and he gently turned your face towards him.

"He's not mad at you, he's angry at himself. He can't stand the fact that he hurt you, that he let it get to that point. And you know Kidd, if he's angry at himself, it takes him a lot longer to get through it, let alone over it. I'm keeping an eye on him though, so don't you worry."

You frowned at his words.

"Then who's taking care of you?"

Killer smiled and let out a chuckle. His hand stroked your hair back from your face and he planted a kiss on your forehead.

"It helps me to take care of you two, okay? Last night was... a little scary. But we're going to be okay."

You sighed, wishing you could nuzzle into his broad chest, but you knew he had to make sure the ship was running properly despite the captain being... preoccupied.

"Okay" you murmured quietly. He gently stroked your hair and smiled at you.

"C'mon. Let's get ya up and some food in ya" he said, reaching down to scoop you up. You eagerly wrapped your arms around his neck and let him pull you out of your cozy blankets. He helped you get dressed in some loose fitting clothing, and a shirt with a wide neck so your injury would be accessible. Before you left the room, you hesitated.

"Is he going to be in the kitchen?" you asked meekly.

"Nah. I brought him some food earlier in his workshop. He'll be there most the day probably" Killer answered. There was a whisper of regret in his voice, and you grabbed his hand and squeezed once, reminding him that he wasn't alone..

"Let's go then" you said, opening the door. Killer squeezed your hand back, and followed you to the kitchen.

You ate and drank your coffee, favoring the one shoulder and unable to turn your head very much. Your crewmates gave you some curious glances, but it wasn't uncommon for someone to be injured on the ship. You were pirates, after all. It was odd though that it was you. Kidd and Killer were the strongest fighters on the ship, and couldn't help but watch over you on the battle field. You finished your breakfast, visited the loosely termed "infirmary" to grab some pain pills, and then headed to your favorite space on the ship- the mouth of the... sea king? dinosaur? You weren't entirely sure which it was, and you never were invested enough to ask. The weather was sunny, calm, and breezy.

You sighed as you settled into a chair that was placed there earlier. Someone walked up behind you, and cleared his throat. You froze, scared it was Kidd.

"What."

"Killer told me to bring you a book and some snacks, so here" Heat spoke. At the sound of his voice, you relaxed, and waved your hand on the non-injured side.

"Come on this side so I can see you" you said softly. Wire walked around, and placed a small, light table next to you, and put down a tray of various drinks, snacks, and a few books. He crouched down to the side of you, and you smiled at him.

"Thank you, Heat" you said. He smiled a little back at you.

"Do you need any company? Some of these snacks look pretty good" he said, eying the tray that Killer had put together for you. You giggled, thankful for the offer.

"Sure, just don't let Killer know that I let you eat some food he made for me," you teased. He made a face at your comment, and grabbed a slice of fruit. At first, his appearance made you uncomfortable, but his personality quickly overcame that. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, but you still found him endearing.

"So where are ya hurt?" he asked around a mouthful of fruit. You picked up a glass of what appeared to be juice and sipped.

"Neck and shoulder muscles" you answered after swallowing and smacking your lips appreciatively.

Heat grunted.

"Ugh. Done that before. It seems that like you never realize how much you use certain muscles until it hurts to use it, right?"

You snorted.

"Pretty much."

The two of you chatted a little longer before he was called off to do his tasks. Hip took his place instead, bringing you an ice pack.

"Here, Killer told me to bring you this" she said. You took the ice pack and placed it on your injury. You sighed with a sudden realization.

"Killer set up a roster to keep me company all day, didn't he?" you asked. She nodded with a smile.

"Can't stop caring about someone ya love" she quipped. You rolled your eyes with a smile.

"Very true" you murmured.

The day passed similarly, various crew members bringing you things that Killer had sent along with them. Honestly, you even had to stare some down so you could go to the bathroom alone.

Your thoughts strayed constantly to Kidd, and how he must be feeling. You felt so conflicted. You loved him, yet you knew he went too far, but were you mad? Scared? Was your trust in him damaged?

Footsteps walked up behind you, heavier than the rest. You tensed.

"It's just me" Killer said. You relaxed, and he knelt in front of you.

"How ya feelin?" he asked. You could feel him staring at your neck and shoulder, even when his mask covered his bright blue eyes.

"It's starting to feel better now" you said quietly. Killer nodded once.

"Dinner's ready, if you want to eat" he offered. You nodded slightly and stood. He grabbed the table with the tray and books in one hand, balancing the table like a waiter would a tray. He put a hand on your lower back, and walked with you to the kitchen. It was a little later than you normally ate, having been fed snacks most the day by Killer's 'messengers'.

There was a plate set aside for you at the counter so you could watch Killer clean, just as you liked. A second steaming plate was still in the kitchen, presumably set aside for Kidd.

"Are you going to run that up to him?" you asked, looking pointedly at the plate. Killer grunted an affirmative, and started to clean the kitchen.

"Go give it to him now while it's still hot. The kitchen will still be here when you get back," you said firmly. Killer looked at you, presumably in surprise at your tone. You couldn't always tell when he had his face covered all the time. He put down the cloth he was using to wipe the counters, and grabbed the plate, walking around the counter to approach you. He cocked his head, curious. You looked down at your own plate with a sigh.

"He needs the energy to work up the courage to apologize to me, we all know how he is" you mutter. Killer laughed at your statement, and ruffled your hair gently before walking off to deliver the plate of food.

A few minutes later, you heard approaching footsteps behind you. This wasn't uncommon, as crew members dropped their empty plates off at the counter for whoever was on dish duty to wash. These were heavy, but you assumed someone had already had a few drinks after a long day of being at sea. They stopped suddenly a few feet away from you, and you gently turned your head to see what had happened.

You had fully expected to see one of your crewmates swaying with drunkenness, but instead, bright red and pale skin made your heart drop.

"You're here" Kidd said gruffly. Adrenaline shot through you, and you jumped out of your chair, wincing as your injury was tweaked. Your breath seemed to stop, and you froze after your initial reaction. You couldn't decide to run towards him or away.

"K-Killer went to find you" you answered, mentally kicking yourself for stuttering. His words from last night came back to you.

Pathetic.

Nothing but holes to me.

Please us or we'll dump you.

It deserves to cry, to barely be able to breathe.

Your breath came faster, and you desperately looked for an exit. You nearly jumped out of your skin when the door to the kitchen opened, Killer's voice entering before his body.

"I couldn't find the bast- oh. Oh." He put the plate on the counter in the kitchen and walked with even steps until he was in front of you, bending over to look directly into your eyes.

"Hey look at me. Are you ready for this?"

Your eyes flicked over his shoulder, to Kidd. He looked exhausted, angry, but not like he was going to do anything. Killer's voice soothed you slightly.

"M-maybe?" You frowned at how delicate your voice sounded. Kidd seemed to flinch at your answer. Killer put one hand on your cheek as the other removed his helmet.

"Look at me."

Your eyes found his ocean blue ones, and it calmed you a little. You noticed you were shaking. You breathed out forcefully.

"I can hear him out, if you stay here" you said honestly. You noticed Kid's flinch again, and your heart squeezed with guilt. Killer nodded, and stood to his full height to look at Kidd.

"Are you okay? Are you ready?" Killer asked. Kidd heaved a sigh, scrubbing a hand over his face.

"...Yeah"

Killer nodded once, and gestured for the two of you to sit at a table. The rest of the crew had cleared out quickly once Kidd entered the room and the tension rose.

The three of you sat at the table, Killer making you sit at the head of the table with Kidd on your uninjured side and Killer taking the seat across from Kidd.

You were tense, sitting on the edge of your seat, but Kidd seemed... defeated. He was exhausted, and slumped into his chair. He put his head in his hands, fingers running through red hair before he looked at you. You held back a flinch.

"I hurt you" he started bluntly. You glanced at Killer, who was looking resolutely at Kidd. Your hand came up to touch your neck and shoulder, looking at the table. You didn't say anything.

"I'm so fucking sorry. God, there's no words for how sorry I am. I'd do anything or give you anything for you to look at me the same. Hell, I'd cut my other arm off if that's what you wanted. I just can't..." He stopped speaking with a choked sound, and looked at you desperately.

"You need to earn that same trust back, Kidd" you said quietly. He was silent, waiting for you to continue. You looked up from the table to meet his gaze.

"And right now, I don't know how we're going to do that. I don't have any ideas, but you can't buy it with present. I still love you, but you need to prove over and over to me that you love me, and that you'll never hurt me again" you said. Anger started to bubble up in your chest.

"I don't think you can say anything like you did, at least for a long, long time. Calling me 'it', that I didn't deserve to breathe, and that you two were going to dump me if I didn't please you... Kidd. I can't hear shit like that from you. Calling me pathetic and spitting on me when I said the safe word?" Tears welled up in your eyes as you spoke, recalling his words and actions. Your fists clenched on your lap.

Kidd deflated even further with each word you spoke, and at the sight of tears in your eyes.

"I know. I know there isn't a way to change that, and if there was, I'd give up almost anything to change it. You and Killer mean everything to me. I'm hardly worthy of your love even when I haven't pulled some shit like this, but now... I'll prove it. I swear. I... I love you so much."

He pulled something out of his pocket, and you looked at his hands. He let out a wet chuckle.

"I know you said that I can't buy your trust, but I made this. It took me all night and I finished it up today. I hope you'll still accept it."

You looked in shock at the metal in his hand. It was a highly intricate, functioning, anatomically correct heart. There were tiny whirrs and clicks that acted like the sound of a heartbeat, the two sides contracting.

"It even works like a real heart. You can put liquid in there and it'll shoot out here," he said, pointing with his fingers. He paused.

"That sounds fucking stupid now that I say it out loud" he admitted. Killer had leaned forward to get a better look at the contraption. His eyes glittered at the sight of it, taking in the mechanics and how it worked. It was truly incredible. You reached a shocked hand out towards it before pulling back.

"Kidd..." you whispered.

"I'm finishing up Killer's too, and I was going to give it to the two of you at the same time but... I think you deserve this at the very least" he admitted. Breath caught in your throat, tears starting to build in appreciation. Kidd was horrible with words and emotions, but he knew metal. He knew exactly how hard he needed to work to regain your trust.

"It's 'pose ta represent me... giving my... uh... heart... to you. And Killer... as a promise," he tripped over his words, a deep blush flushing his pale face until he was nearly as red as his hair. You looked at him, letting the tears fall.

"Oi oi, do you not like it? I can change it! Just tell me! Why are you crying?" he frantically waved his metal arm in the air uselessly, trying not to reach out to touch you. You reached out to his flesh hand, covering the heart with your hand as you grasped his hand.

"It's beautiful, Kidd. I love you," you whispered. He blushed even harder, and looked down at the table.

"I love the both of you. I'm really fuckin' sorry about last night" he said quietly. You looked at Killer, who nodded in encouragement. The both of you stood, and made your way to the redhead.

You turned your back to him, moving your hair out of the way so he could clasp it.

"Put it on, then" you ordered. Kidd made a surprised sound and you heard Killer's hand clap on his shoulder. Kidd rose hesitantly, and draped it gently around your neck before using his powers to clasp the necklace. It hurt your neck too much to look down at it lying against your chest, so you brought it up to eye level, studying how the gears turned, hidden by crafted and intricate tubes and wires.

"It's incredible" you murmured. You turned around, letting yourself fall into Kidd's chest as you hugged him. You could feel him looking at Killer for permission, who rolled his eyes and hugged him too, careful of your neck and shoulder. You felt Kidd's arms wrap slowly around the both of you. The moment was sweet, but was interrupted by a loud growl from Kidd's stomach. You snorted and broke out into peals of laughter, pulling away from Kidd and Killer. You collapsed back into your chair, holding your stomach as Kidd growled at you to stop laughing as he blushed profusely again. Killer laughed as well as he went to retrieve and warm up both Kidd's and your plates.

Kidd sat back down in his chair with a huff, more energized after the hug. You smiled at him, before speaking seriously.

"Kidd... I can't forgive you yet, but I will eventually."

He ran a hand through his hair, looking at you sadly.

"Yeah. I'm a bastard, but I'm trying not to be to you. Just... let me know when you do?" he asked quietly. You nodded with a small smile, and his shoulder's collapsed as if a weight had been lifted off. He gave you a toothy grin.

"Just you fuckin wait. Imma be the the best boyfriend that'll build your trust up in no time" he boasted. You snorted before giggling.

"I can't wait" you said, honest through your laughter.

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Notes: Before asking, no I don't think there will ever be a second part to this, but you can certainly write your own (just tag me)! :) I have to finish other fics lmao.

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emmaiscool22 · 1 month

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All For Me

Killer x female reader

Warnings: nsfw! mdni!! oral (both male and female receiving), cursing!

18+ beyond the cut!

Killer wanted you all day. He had been turned on ever since the battle earlier that day. Watching you fight alongside him in a fight against another pirate crew, gave him great pleasure. The way you would fight back to back, protecting each other. He loved how you trusted him to defend you, not that you needed any defending though.

Now, celebrating the crew’s victory, Killer couldn't help but let his hands roam over any body part he could get ahold of. His hands ran across your thighs, tethering on the edge of inappropriateness, as you sat next to each other at the feast.

After a long night of partying, Killer ushers you into your shared room, quick to shed his mask. “Finally,” Killer mumbles, leaning in to catch your lips, “alone.”

You stumble back as Killer pushes you back towards your bed, but suddenly he spins you around so your back is against his chest. Slowly, he begins to thrust lightly, his crotch rubbing against your ass, letting his hands wander from your hips up to your breasts, kneading them slowly. His breath is tickling your ear as he whispers, “Feel what you do to me?”

Too tongue-tied to reply, you nod, and let out a whine when he bites at your neck. You let out a soft sigh when he starts to rub at your nipples, letting your head hang back on his chest. His chest vibrates with a soft groan when you start to grind your ass against him. You stop abruptly, spinning around in his arms, and shove him gently onto the bed. His eyes, although partially covered by his bangs, are blown wide at your unexpected actions. He lets out a moan when you begin to strip off your clothes, chuckling lightly when you toss your shirt at him, “gods, I love you.”

You grin at him, “I love you too.”

He can’t help but admire you, and motions for you to spin around for him. You do as he says, letting him ogle at your body. Killer moves you to stand in between his legs, running his arms up and down your torso, “all for me?” He questions, his lips ghosting over your stomach, sending you into a tizzy.

“All for you,” you confirm, “all yours.”

With that, Killer takes you in his arms and throws you onto the bed. Before you can settle down, he pulls on your ankle towards the edge of the bed. His hands scratch at your skin as they move from your ankles to the plush of your thighs, pulling them apart. Killer takes a hand and grabs at your chin, “eyes on me, pretty girl,” he orders, “wanna watch you cum on my tongue.”

He dips down, breath fanning where you need him the most. You buck your hips to try and get him to proceed, but his hand comes to lay on your hip, holding you down. “Don’t tease me,” you sigh, “I need you.”

His eyes move from your sex to your own, “you don’t like to be teased”, he questions, “your pussy is telling me differently.”

He rubs his thumb through your wetness, making you whine. Tantalizingly slow, he begins his assault on your sex. His tongue flickers your bud, while his other hand teases your entrance. Although, you and Killer have been together for years, the intimate part of your relationship would never fail to amaze you. He flattens his tongue and applies pressure to your clit, lapping up your juices, making you cry out. “Kil…”

He hums in amusement, the vibrations turning you on more. He starts to suck on your clit and two fingers enter you, thrusting in and out at a steady pace. Killer feels your body beginning to flutter around his fingers, knowing that you are close. Pulling back from your clit, he begins to ruthlessly attack your sex with his mouth. “Kil, I-I am so close!”

You move your legs over his shoulders, his head stuck in between your thighs. Killer speeds his fingers up and curls them. You cum with a moan, stars twinkling behind your closed eyes. Killer takes a minute to work you through your orgasm. You feel him moving your legs from his shoulders, and groan when he removes his fingers from inside you. Opening your eyes, you see Killer standing upright in front of you with a small smile on his face. Tracing over his body, you can see how truly turned on he was. Although fatigued, you weren’t going to let your man go unsatisfied, “let me return the favor.”

Sluggishly, and as sexy as you could, you slide off the bed and onto your knees in front of Killer. Skillfully, you take his belt in your hands and rip his jeans off him in record time, while he takes his shirt off. You kiss down his happy trail, his thighs, and slowly lick him from his balls to his tip, Killer hisses. You pull back and look up at him, “you like that, baby?” You question.

Killer opens his mouth to respond but chokes when you take him into your mouth. Sucking at his tip and letting your hand cup his balls, rolling them in your palm. Killer lets out a loud moan, encouraging you to take more of his dick in his mouth. His hand presses on the back of your head, gripping at your hair to create a makeshift ponytail for you. His other hand grips his hair as he grumbles. Bobbing your head up and down on his shaft at a quick pace, Killer’s orgasm sneaks up on him. With a cry of your name, his cock twitches in your throat and seemingly gets harder before his hot, sticky cum coats your throat. Pulling back with a pop, your hand continues to play with his balls. Killer locks eyes with you, utterly spent, and lets out a whine, grabbing your wrist to stop your assault.

Killer signals for you to hold onto his hands, pulling you up into your chest. Snuggling together in the open air of your room. “Let’s get in bed,” Killer mumbles.

You both climb into bed on your respective sides before scooching close together, basking in the warmth of your naked bodies. “You okay,” you ask him.

“Never better.”

Killer lays his head on your chest, your hand scratching his scalp. A comfortable silence fills the room as the two of you cuddle close, caressing each other. You don't know how much time has passed before Killer sits up slightly, looking down at you on the pillow, “round two?”

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constantmourning · 3 months

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Appreciation

[Eustass Kid x Fem!Chubby!Reader x Killer]

Summary: You want to show Kid and Killer just how much you appreciate them, even if you are slightly nervous.

Warnings: NS/FW, 18+. MINORDS DNI!, Virgin!Reader, Princess!Reader, no use of y/n, cream pie, unprotected sex, oral sex (f! Receiving), voyeurism, pet names (darling/princess), slight degradation, praise.

Word Count: 4.1k

A/N: This came to me while I was working on a request. ALSO! I normally write in past tense, or whatever, but I wrote present tense with this one, hopefully it isn't too jarring. There is so much I wanted to touch on in this that I didn't so expect more Kid/Reader/Killer content.

Panic has set in. Your hands are shaking, your legs are trembling, and you’re having trouble keeping your eyes focused on Kid. He looks smug. He’s sitting on his bed, his hands clasped together in his lap. You watch him with anticipation.

“You know,” He smirks, “I’ve never considered sharing until now. Though, I think I’d enjoy sharing you with Killer.”

You want to puke. You were the one that had even mentioned anything, and yet, here you are, suddenly very anxious but extremely horny. You swallow hard and watch Kid with anticipation. He stands up stalks towards you. He walks right by you and you tense. You turn your face, looking at him as he opens his door.

“Where are you going?” You furrow your brows.

“To get Killer.” He says it so matter of fact. Your stomach flips. You’re stunned. “Unless you want the honor of bringing him back here?”

You shake your head, in an absolute daze. Kid shrugs and leaves the room. You are left alone in the Captain’s Quarters… Left alone with your thoughts. And your head is spinning. You take in a steady breath and think about what you had just done.

You had followed Kid back to his quarters to confess your feelings. “You haven’t been drinking, have you?” He had asked. You only told him no. He was confused as to where this sudden confidence was coming from. “Okay.” Kid nodded, “Continue.” You really didn’t have a choice but to tell him what you were thinking after that. So you told him. Everything.

“Kid,” You trailed off, “it’s about you and Killer.” Kid was frozen in thought as you talked to him. “I like both of you, a lot! I-” You inhaled sharply, closing your eyes, “I was never in a relationship before, because you know, the nobility didn’t allow it… But, I only thought it was right to tell you, you are my captain after all.”

It kept replaying over in your head. Kid watching you closely as you confessed your feelings. Now, you are stuck in his room, waiting for his return. Footsteps catch your attention and you are on high alert. You perk up and Kid opens the door, Killer walking in behind him. You instinctively take a step back, the two large men looming over you. Killer seems curious.

“What’d you tell him?” You cock your head at Kid.

“Nothing.” Kid steps aside, leaving you in front of Killer, “You get to tell him.”

Killer is immediately interested in what is going on. He perks up and waits for you to tell him what’s going on. Kid motions for you to speak and you tell him what you had told Kid, but the words aren’t forming. “Um, this is all new to me.” You give an awkward smile. “Y’know I used to be a princess and all-”

“Get on with it!” Kid is about to bust.

“I like you and Kid.” You blurt out. “There! I said it.” You cross your arms and pout at Kid.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it, Princess.” Kid places his hand on your shoulder. You refrain from rolling your eyes.

Killer cocks his head. You can tell he is looking between you and Kid. “You’re okay with this?” He is facing Kid.

Kid lets out a loud laugh. “I couldn’t imagine sharing her with anyone else.”

“In that case-” Killer is ready to pounce, “-when do we start?”

“Not yet!” You put your hands up. “I’m not ready, physically,” or mentally, “I would like to actually feel cute-”

“You’re always cute, Princess.” Killer reassures you. You can hear him smiling as he speaks.

“So, you wanna do this?” Kid cocks a brow at you.

“Of course! I want this. I want both of you.” You nod at them, enthusiastically. “Give me about twenty minutes to get ready. I'll be right back, I promise!” You are calming your nerves. Kid nods and lets you leave his quarters. You make your way towards your room and once you reach it, you close and lock the door. You inhale shakily, back against the wood.

You remember the cut dress you had snagged recently, and look through other cute things you could wear. You were at a loss when you couldn’t find any cute underwear. You hadn’t planned on doing anything like this, so you never got any cute underwear. You groan. ‘What would Kid do?’ You think to yourself. So you do the only thing that you can think of…

You quickly finish getting ready. You throw the dress on and look at yourself in the mirror. You feel extra cute. The dress hugs you nicely, fitting all of your curves. You do a spin and smile to yourself. You fix up your hair and catch your breath, remembering why you are getting ready.

You inhale through your nose and exhale quietly through your mouth, your eyes locking with your own in the mirror. You turn around and make your way out of your room and back towards the Captain’s quarters. Back towards Kid and Killer.

You don’t knock, you figure that would piss Kid off. Instead, you swing the door open, shut it, and lock it tight. You turn back around and smile awkwardly at Kid and Killer. Kid, who is sitting on the edge of his bed, smirks at you. Killer is sitting on a chair on the other side of the room. Both of them look like they want to jump on you. Your back is flesh with the door and you look between Kid and Killer.

“Now what?” You ask, innocently. Kid is riled up immediately. He stands from his bed, and Killer follows suit. They are both on within seconds. And, suddenly, you’re realizing just how big they are. They’re massive as they loom over you. You always knew they were tall, but now, with them looming over you, knowing they want to rip the dress from your body, they seemed so much more intimidating.

Kid grabs you and pulls you away from the door. Killer immediately slots himself behind you and his hands are on your hips. You are left staring up at Kid, who is most definitely reveling in your reaction at the moment. His eyes meet yours and he leans down, his fingers touching your face. You lean into his rough hand and shut your eyes. You take the calmness in, something tells you it won’t be like this much longer.

“Do you care about this dress?” Kid asks, his metal hand reaching for the soft fabric.

You snatch it from his grasp and huff, “Yes I do! If you tear this dress up I think I might cry.”

Kid rolls his eyes, “You’ve been with us for almost six months now, and you’re gonna cry over a dress? Pathetic.” This causes you to pout at him. He groans, “Fine, I won’t rip it off.” Kid turns from you and walks towards the chair that is across the room.

“What are you-?”

“I’m giving Killer the floor.” Kid grabs it, scoots it ever so closer to you, and sits down. “Killer, remember, she’s royalty, we have to break ‘er in.”

“Break me-” You stutter on the words, “Break me in!?” You look back at Killer, who is removing his helmet and you freeze. His blue eyes meet yours and you blink up at him. ‘Oh no,’ your head is spinning, ‘he’s hot.’ Killer smirks down at you, knowing you like what you see, and his hands grip your waist.

“Don’t worry, Princess, I’ll be gentle.”

“Enjoy it,” Kid snorts, “cause I won’t be.”

Killer easily pins you against the wall and your breathing is heavy. He dips down, his lips inches from yours. You're dizzy from the sudden movement. “Tell me, Your Highness,” Killer’s eyes are locked onto you. You want to look away, but you can’t, you’re stuck, “ever been close to someone like this?”

Your eyes cut to Kid, who seems just as curious. You feel weird answering, but you do anyway. “Um, sorta?” You recall a time before Kid got a hold of you. “There was a prince I kissed, but we never really went further than that.” You bite the inside of your lip. “We weren’t supposed to be together so we’d hide in the closet and make out, I guess? That’s all that happened with that though.” You let out a nervous laugh at the memories, “And then, y’know, the whole castle was pillaged…”

The vibe immediately changes. Killer can’t decide if he needs to give you space or not. The tears pricking your eyes tell him yes. He goes to move back, but you latch onto him, bringing him back.

“But then you two showed up.” You cup Killer’s face and take a steady breath in. “I wouldn’t be alive if it weren't for you two.”

Kid groans and you look over at him, “Come on! Fucking kiss before I come over there myself.”

You and Killer look away from Kid and back at each other. He gives you a look, almost asking if you’re still okay. You nod. Killer doesn’t hesitate to kiss you. His lips meet yours and he’s ravenous. He kisses you fervently, and his hands are gripping your hips like a lifeline. You know that’s going to be one of the many potential bruises for you to deal with in the morning.

Your hands drop from Killer’s face and to his shoulders, your arms snaking around his neck. As soon as Killer’s tongue runs across your bottom lip, you open your mouth for him. You, briefly, wonder what Kid’s doing, just watching you, and then you hear a groan from him and don’t wonder for much longer.

“Take her to the bed.” Kid grunts.

Killer pulls away from you and easily picks you up, toting you to the bed. “You sure are bossy!” You yelp as your back hits the sheets.

“I’m your captain!” Kid bellows.

Your eyes cut to him and you notice him rubbing himself through his pants. Your eyes widen and Kid gives you the smuggest smile you have ever seen. He doesn’t look away from you as he unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. Killer, somehow not even acknowledging Kid or his dick, holds himself above you. His lips hit your neck and your eyes are glued to your Captain.

Kid, through soft grunts, begins to laugh, “Look at our little princess,” Kid adjusts himself in the seat, leaning back, “Can’t even keep her eyes off of her captain while you give her all the attention.”

Killer pulls up, to see if that is true. Your stare shifts to him and he feigns hurt. Kid does not let that bother him at all. You swallow hard and wait for Killer to do something, anything. “Well,” He pushes himself up and stands over the bed. All of your attention is on him now, “I’ll give you a reason to focus on me.”

You furrow your brows. You have zero time to respond. Killer, standing at the end of the bed, grabs you by your hips and swiftly pulls you towards him. He drops down on his knees and begins to hike your dress up.

“Oh?” Killer smiles at you, and that catches Kid’s attention. You cover your face, heat prickles across your cheeks.

“What?” Kid barks. It sends chills down your spine. Killer lifts your dress up further and Kid catches a glimpse of your bare hip. “No underwear?”

He is constantly smug, you’ve decided. You nod. “Did’n have any cute ones…”

Killer holds your thighs and brings your attention to him once again. “Keep your eyes on me, Princess.” Killer’s voice is low, intoxicating. You have no choice but to listen. His large hands pull your thighs apart. Your hands cover your face and Killer clicks his tongue. “Uh-uh.” He leans up, pulling your hands from your face. “You gotta look at me. Be good, keep your eyes on me.”

The way he says it… You’re putty in his hands. Pliable. All his. Killer gives you a quick kiss and lowers himself back to your legs. He looks up at you from his position and all you can see is your scrunched up dress resting on your stomach and his eyes. Killer’s grip on your thighs is rough again and you let him pull your legs apart. His eyes never leave yours. He leans down to kiss your thighs and struggle briefly.

“What’s wrong, darling?” You feel Killer pout against your thigh as he speaks into the soft skin. You want to curl up and die. You take a short breath in and mumble a ‘nothing’. Killer isn’t having any of that. “Something is wrong.”

You grip the sheets to keep from covering your face. “I feel- I don’t want you to see my stretch marks… that close up.” Your eyes are on the ceiling before dropping back down to Killer. He doesn’t respond. Not with words. Instead, he gently kisses the first one sees. Your eyes are glued to Killer’s. He won’t look away. And you don’t either.

“Good girl,” He mumbles against your skin. A shiver is sent down your spine.

“Fuck!” Kid yells from his seat. “Would you get to it? I’ve been edging myself for ten minutes.”

“It’s not been that long!” You snap back. You shock yourself. Kid and Killer freeze. Killer’s smile widens, you can feel his teeth against your skin. Kid looks like he’s ready to get up and throw Killer back, and take care of you himself. Your wide, fearful eyes stop him.

Kid lets out a low, primal growl, “Don’t do that again.”

I might, you think to yourself, if you’ll make that noise again. You look back down at Killer and ask him to continue. He obliges. He kisses and nips up your thigh. He pulls you further down towards him, your dress sliding further up your back. You are practically in his mouth at this point. He’s hovering over you and you are waiting with bated breath. Your chest is rising and falling quickly from anticipation.

Killer's tongue darts out and he licks a stripe up your pussy. You jerk away instinctively. “Sorry,” You squeak out, “Please don’t stop.” Your voice strained. Killer does not stop. He spreads you open with his fingers and his tongue hits your clit. You let out a soft moan and your hand covers your mouth.

“No,” Kid speaks through gritted teeth, “I wanna hear ya. Be loud. Killer, make our Princess scream.”

Kid continues to rub one out as Killer pulls back long enough to give his captain an ‘okay’, and he dives back in. Back into you. Your eyes don’t leave his; he’s being so observant, so attentive to you. You completely forget about how harshly he’s holding onto you. Your hips buck, and he’s quick to push them back down, holding you in place. You’re moaning out for him, his name a mantra falling from your lips.

As you’re left a moaning mess, you peek over at Kid, who seems to be well on his way to his first orgasm. And so are you. Killer’s mouth is focusing solely on your clit now, and you feel a finger push into you. Your jaw goes slack. Your eyes shut tight. Killer does not let up. You’re gripping at the sheets and a string of noises escapes you.

“Wanna see her come undone,” Kid grunts, “make ‘er cum.”

Killer does not disobey his Captain. His finger curls inside of you and you are left reeling. You are coming undone fast. “Fuck!” You yell, almost a high pitch squeal. You reach for Killer, your fingers tangling in his hair. “So close. I’m gonna-” Killer doesn’t let you finish your sentence. You’re left seeing stars and moaning out. You pull gently at his soft hair. Killer groans in response.

Coming down, you look over at Kid once more. He has spilled into his own hand. You catch your breath and look at Killer. He stands from his position and leans over you again. He gives you a gentle kiss. “You were so good, so good for me.” You nuzzle into his neck as he speaks. He looks over at Kid, who seems to already be getting hard again. “Your turn?”

You remember Kid wants to fuck you too. A heat is pooling between your legs again. Kid stands up, causing Killer to remove himself from you. You’re suddenly very cold and very vulnerable. You are left blinking at Kid. He motions for you to stand. You oblige. You push yourself up and stand, your dress falling back down. Kid watches how it hugs you and you reflexively wrap your arms around your stomach.

“You keep hiding yourself,” Kid seems annoyed. “We will break you of that.” Kid leaves you staring at him with wide eyes. He sighs, “You are stunning, you shouldn't hide yourself like that. I wanna show you just what you do to me.” Kid brings you closer to him, you can feel his cock against you. “This your first time?” You bite back the bratty answer and nod. “I guess I can go easier on ya.”

Kid steps back from you and heads towards the top of his bed. You see him make a motion towards Killer and he’s on you again. While Kid situates himself, Killer is getting you ready. Killer pulls you in for a kiss and his hands roam towards the soft fabric of your dress. He begins to pull at it, dragging it up your body. You raise your arms and let him take it off of you. It hits the ground and you are left feeling vulnerable once again.

A whistle comes from behind you and you turn your head over your shoulder, your face hotter than before. Kid whistles again, a little louder this time. He compliments your ass and you make a face at him. Killer turns you back to him and gives you another kiss. “You’re being such a good girl, continue doing that. Okay?” He kisses you on the forehead and sends you to Kid after you agree.

Kid, now completely naked, motions for you to sit on his lap. You can’t help but look at his cock. You’re nervous again. Kid’s smirk widens. “Like what you see?” He lets out a loud laugh. You get on his bed and make your way towards him. You straddle Kid’s torso, hovering above him, your thighs on either side of him. Kid’s metal arm is resting beside him and he sees you looking at it. He raises his hand and the cool metal touches you. Goosebumps rise on your skin. You inhale sharply and Kid watches you closely.

Killer, who is sitting in the chair now, is also watching. He isn’t touching himself, not yet, he’s waiting for your next move. “C’mon, princess,” Killer is smiling softly, his tone encouraging, “you can do this-”

“I’m nervous,” You blurt out. “What if-” You try to refrain from hiding your face, but you fail. Your cheeks are burning, “What if it doesn’t fit?”

Kid’s other hand is on your outer thigh, he gives you a look. You are unknowingly stroking his ego. Metal touches your hands and they’re being pulled from your eyes. You look at Kid and bite the inside of your lip. “I wanna make you feel good…” Kid’s eyes darken as you say that. His head drops and he’s looking up at you through his lashes.

His hand moves to his cock and grabs it. “Show me.” He demands. You struggle to breathe. You nod and lift yourself up a little more. You move yourself back and are resting over his cock. He’s holding it, angling it up for you. You lower yourself onto him, slower than he would like, but for once Kid keeps his mouth shut.

You gasp as he enters you. Your jaw clenches and you freeze. Kid moves his hands, both of them on your hips again, he helps you slide down him and as he bottoms out you whine. Your head is spinning and your breath catches. You hear praises and groans from Killer as you take everything in momentarily. He keeps telling you that you’re doing such a good job, being so good.

“Kid,” You moan out, “fuck!” You want to move, but give yourself another second. Kid groans, his grip tightening on your already bruising skin. You slowly move your hips and Kid lets out a low groan.

“So tight,” Kid grunts, “taking me so well.” He can’t help but slightly buck his hips, sending shockwaves through you. Your hands are on his chest and you’re trying to keep a steady pace. Kid seems to be enjoying it, but you can tell he wants to speed up.

Kid lets you get used to him. He lets you figure it out. And then you feel him shifting. Within a split second, Kid is holding himself above you. He is enjoying the shocked look on your face. His other hand is on your thigh, holding your leg around his waist. He watches you swallow hard, and he lowers himself down to your ear.

“Didn’t think I’d let you have the fun, did you?” He nips your earlobe and you’re melting again.

As soon as Kid begins to move his hips, you can hear Killer starting to come undone. The sound of skin hitting skin, high pitched moans, and low groans echoed throughout the room. You, coming out of your stunned state, look up at Kid, gears turning. You can see he has nothing but a dark lust in his eyes, not much going on in that head besides ‘fucking’. Your hands move up to his face, gently cupping it and you raise up slightly, sure not to disturb his pace.

You begin to litter soft kisses over his scars. Kid doesn't slow down, in fact, his hips ram into yours a little harder. “What are you doing?” He says through gritted teeth. You can’t answer, not with words. You respond with a loud whine as your lips press to his skin and he growls. One of your hands is on his back, scratching at it. The other is sloppily tracing over his scars.

“I can stop?” You finally get out, between moans.

“No,” He growls out. “Don’t.” So, you continue. It’s becoming harder to focus on kissing him, and not the warm feeling pooling in your stomach. “Such a slut,” Kid rumbles, “Letting two men do this to you.”

Between Killer’s praises and Kid’s degradation, you are getting a lot closer to release. “Kid,” You cry out, “please, I’m gonna- let me cum!”

Kid’s pace quickens, but somehow still isn’t sloppy. He seems to be an expert at controlling himself. You come undone, clenching around him, screaming out his name. Your nails scratch at his biceps, and your head rolls back into the pillows, back arching. You’re crying out for him, continuously.

Kid pulls your hips up and continues his thrusts. Suddenly, you feel his thrusts getting sloppier. He’s close. Kid let out a low breathy grunt and you feel warmth spilling out of you. His thrusts begin to slow and he’s quickly just laying on top of you. Your chest is heaving and you feel sticky from sweat and cum. Your eyes on the ceiling and your arms are wrapped around Kid. Your fingers are gently tracing patterns into his skin.

“What are you doing that for?” He huffs.

“Because it’s relaxing.”

He can't deny that it is. Kid does not ask you to stop, he does not protest. So, you continue. Your eyes move to Killer and you notice him watching the both of you.

“Kid?” You catch his attention. He lifts up slightly to look at you. “Killer made me feel good earlier, I wanna return the favor.”

Killer lights up. Kid smirks, smug again. “You think you can handle it, after that?”

“I can try!” You give him a soft smile. “We have all night don’t we?”

“You think you can last all night?” Kid almost laughs. “You’re tired now!”

You shove his arm, “I can leave, y’know.”

“Oh no you can’t.” Killer and Kid speak at the same time. Kid continues, “You’re ours now. If you think you can go all night, that’s just what we’ll do.”

‘You’re ours now.’ It’s replaying over and over in your head. You give him a goofy smile and Kid makes a face. “I’m all yours.” You look between the both of them. “Now, can you please get off of me.” You give him a sweet smile. “I need to show Killer my appreciation.”

Kid’s brow ridges furrow, “Why not both of us, at the same time.”

“We have all night.” You reassure him. “I think I can show you both just how much I appreciate you.”

Kid is satisfied with that answer. You are sure you are going to have the best night of your life. Kid and Killer seem to agree.

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mvrtaiswriting · 10 months

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So excited for the writing event!!! Can I please request drunk prompt #7 with Zoro or Kid? I think it would be super funny for either of them to be really awkward the next morning after drunkenly kissing someone. Or maybe the reader drunkenly kissed *them* and now they don't know if she actually likes them or not.

Eustass Kid x prompt 7 (drunk prompts) - “did i… did we kiss last night?"

HELLO HELLO! thanks for requesting this i love this psycho bitch so much. hope this meets your expectations eheh this was slightly longer than others cause you know i love my characters to overthink everything just like me <333 enjoy!!

gender neutral reader | 913 words.

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The softness of the blankets was gentle against your skin as you woke up from one of the best nights of sleep you ever had. That, if only the terrible headache that held you hostage in your bed would disappear. Even the tiniest glimpse of light filtering through the curtains was too much to bear - it only made your headache worst. Yet, there wasn't the tiniest residue of energy in your body for you to get up and block out the sun - so you laid in bed, throwing your blanket over your head and waiting for the pain to go away.

Enjoying the quietness of the ship, you closed your eyes trying to remember what had happened the night before - memories of the party came to you in a blur. They flashed before your eyes in a confusing sequences, making it hard to distinguish what really happened from what might have been just a dream. You didn't even remember how you made it to bed - the last thing you remembered was laying against your captain's shoulder, probably too drunk to sit still in your own place.

Yet there was something more to it, a memory that you couldn't quite grasp - a memory that felt more like a feeling, a phantom sensation still washing all over your body. It wasn't the nausea, nor the terrible headache; it was different, it was better.

Grazing your fingers against your lips, memories from the night before became clearer - did you dream it like all those times before? Was it all on your head? Or did you really kiss Eustass Kidd? These questions pounded your head as a subtle anxiety settles into your heart - the room around you starts to spin again, but this time not because of the alcohol. The idea of confessing your feelings to Kidd, to your captain, sent you spiralling - it was only a crush, after all.

Right?

Wrong. It wasn't only a crush - it was shivers down your spine every time his strong hands laid on your shoulders, it was your heart running faster every time he'd fight against an enemy, it was you melting into a stupid puddle every time he'd call you brat or some other stupid nicknames that you really should have minded but never did.

Forcing yourself out of bed, you dragged your body to the kitchen. The insufferable headache you woke up to was now gone, and you definitely needed a good meal and some water. You almost forgot about the whole kiss thing when you heard familiar footsteps made their way to the kitchen. Your fight or flight response was activated immediately, quickly slamming the door of the fridge and ready to leave the room before he could catch you.

"Took your sweet time to get up, uh?"

Kid roared from behind you, making you jump, a small laugh leaving his mouth making him less intimidating. Yet, you could feel his body almost pressed against yours, his taller figure towering you and making you feel ridiculously small even without having to look at him. Nodding in response, you were quick to move away from his trap, taking a few steps back.

"Yes, I.." you stumbled on your words, scratching the back of your head, panic quickly settling into your chest as you try to come up with something.

"Drank too much. I know."

Kidd cut you off, an unusual reassuring smile forming on his lips as he took a bottle of water from the fridge, throwing it at you.

"Don't even know how I made it to bed."

"Anything else you don't remember?"

Kidd asked. What you heard, however, was more similar to the sound of a ticking bomb about to explode.

"Don't think so." You chuckled, praying you were right - that there was nothing else to remember from the night before, that you didn't stupidly spread on top of him and slurred god knows what to him. Kidd only nodded in response, looking somewhat disappointed - there were no jokes, no sarcastic remarks, no angsty comment. Just an uncomfortable silence and an expression that you couldn't quite decipher.

"Kidd?" you called, causing him to turn towards you once again. He only raised an eyebrow in response, waiting for you to continue

"Did I.. did we kiss last night?"

You finally blurted out, your words rolling off your tongue before you could think it all through. Kidd's features immediately softened, his usual cockiness coming back to surface.

"What if we did?", he barked back, staring up and down at you.

Crossing his arms across his chest, he laid against the doorframe of the kitchen as the most annoying smirk appeared on his face - this was fun, seeing you blushing like a teenager without being able to look at him.

"I don't know. Sorry, stupid question."

You tried to brush it off, faking a smile and waving him goodbye - you just wanted to run, wash off the horrible wave of embarrassment and just forget about the whole thing. Kidd, however, was not really thinking about letting you go. His hands were quick to grab your wrist, pulling you closer to him. In a fraction of seconds he had you trapped in his embrace, your body pressed against his muscular chest.

"Want to give it another try?" he whispered, one of his hands already cupping your cheek whilst the one lazily slid down to the small of your back.

"If it wasn't that memorable, I must make up for it."

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eustasskidagenda · 7 months

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I'm bored and my head is full of One Piece stuff. So I decided to join the old N$FW alphabet trend, with my beloved, Eustass Kid. English is not my first language, so sorry for the mistakes.

WC : 3869

A: Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

If you’re just a one night stand, Kid’s aftercare is nonexistent. He will just tell if your session was nice or shitty (with his usual brutal honesty, so sorry not sorry if it hurts your feelings), he’ll maybe make a comment about how good your ass was and then, he’ll bark you to leave his room, or if he’s at your place, he’ll leave without any more word. Do not expect any form of kindness from him, this man is rough by nature after all.

However, if you too are engaged into a relationship, he’ll need some time to cool and calm down, so don’t talk to him or try to cuddle with him during this time, it’ll only annoys him. After that, he’ll get up and bring you a glass of water and something to clean you up. He knows he’s rough during sex and wants to make sure you’re doing okay, so feel free to ask him anything else. Once you’re comfortable and all your needs are fulfilled, he’ll lay next to you and give you his honest opinion regarding your session. He’ll let you rest your head on his chest, while he runs his fingers through your hair. Kid is not good with pillow talk (and with any talk in general), I think he’s more the type of guy to quickly fall asleep (and snore loudly). If you’re in a talkative mood, he’ll try to keep his eyes open but end up falling asleep quickly anyway.

B: Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself, bro is a fan of his own dick, I think everyone in the fandom agree with this fact. He knows it huge and he’s proud of it. I mean, he makes women cum all around it or gag on, of course he’s proud. Actually, you know how to boost his ego? When he undresses in front of you for the first time, ask him if his cock will fit into you with a worried face. He will be so fucking proud.

Another objective fact, this man is a fan of his torso. I mean, the shirts he’s wearing are useless as fuck, bro just wants to flex with his muscles.

With his partner, Kid is in love with their ass. The whole Eustass Kid agenda agrees with this headcanon. He wants to see your booty all the time : spank it, grab it, makes it jiggle, even bites on those juicy cheeks. Damn, his hand(s) is/are always glued to your glute.

C: Cum (Anything to do with cum)

Well, regarding his cum itself, it’s on the thicker side and there’s quite a lot of it. Definitely not really tasty, but overall, it’s not the worst taste.

Kid loves to see his partner covered in his cum, its fuel his ego immensely. His favorite spot are your ass, your stomach and your face. If he cum during a blowjob, he asks you to pull your tongue out and will cum on It before making sure you swallow every drop.

With a one night stand, Kid will NEVER cum inside. He’s already a Kid lol, having another one kiddo is not in his plans. Actually, if you ask him to cum inside, he’ll get mad at you and starts to think you want to have a child with him, so the mood is totally ruined.

If you’re his lover, he’ll maybe cum inside you, depending to your menstruation cycle. He just loves seeing his seed slowly flowing out of your pussy and stuffed his fingers to put every drop right back inside of you.

D:Dirty Secret

Well it’s not a dirty secret but considering how cocky and arrogant he always acts, it is for him. The fact is, sometime, Kid likes when you take all the initiatives and do all the work. Yeah, I know, at the first look it doesn’t match his energy, but sometimes, Kid can get pretty tired, especially since he lost his arm. He rarely use his metal arm in bed because he’s afraid of hurting you. And doing everything with one arm can be exhausting from time to time. So please, offer him some relieve, be a good girl and ride him.

Plus, of course, Kid loves anal sex. Fucking, fingering or licking that ass is a major turn on for him. Maybe some people find anal sex dirty, but not him. He LOVES how naughty it is, how tight an asshole is and how flustered his partner is when he spreads their ass cheek to lick their hole.

And, since Kid is a punk, you CAN’T convince me this man have a single heterosexual bone in his body. Kid is not straight, I can smell it. I think he’s bisexual.So he often has fantasies regarding a threesome with a man. If you’re a one night stand, he doesn’t mind sharing because he just doesn’t care about you. If you’re his lover, he’ll maybe try if you insist on a lot, but will fix a lot of rules, like the other man can’t kiss you or put their dick inside your pussy. Your pussy is his and only his.

E: Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Considering how much Kid cares about his reputation, he knows what he’s into doing in bed. Sure, during his first times, it was a bit messy, but he’s a fast learner and good at following his instincts.

He also has no shame to ask you to touch yourself, so he knows what you like and how to make you cum as many times at possible.

Overall, Kid doesn’t have a lot of experience, I mean, he didn’t fuck with hundred of guys/women. But he’s not a virgin. He’s just really focused on his goal of becoming the PK and one night stand only happens from time to time. Considering how asocial he’s, I think he needs to feel a kind of connexion to have sex with someone, even if it’s just for one night.

F: Favorite Position

Literally, any variation of doggy style. Kid is an ass man, so he wants and needs to see the ass he’s fucking. Plus, he’s a rough guy, with wild instincts and seeing someone all helpless, on all four awake his carnal desires.

The more helpless you are in front of him, the more he’s turned on. He likes to see your pussy and asshole clenching desperately, waiting to be filled. While he thrusts into you, he just loves seeing your ass giggled and leave some hand prints when he spank you. If he can tie your wrists or pull on your hair, then, it’s even better. Seeing you, your chest against the mattress and your ass up in the sky is his favorite view. Plus, he can see his cock thrusting inside of you, coat of your juice. What a delight.

With his lover, he also likes matting press. Just because you always cry out, complaining about how big he’s and how deep he’s fucking you in this position. He’ll never stop looking at you and your flustered expression.

As I said in the dirty secret, Kid also likes to leave all the work for you sometime. In this case, he’ll go with reverse cowgirl. He can see your ass, hold your hips with one hand, or just lay back and watch you bounce up and down desperately on his cock. Seeing his dick buried deep inside of you will make him growl of satisfaction.

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Not goofy at all. Sex isn’t supposed to be funny for Kid. I think he can laugh, like while he’s teasing you, he’ll make fun of you, like "look at you, crying for my cock, you’re such a crybaby" but that’s all. Never, lord, never, you’ll hear Kid joking during sex.

If someone laughs at him during sex, then, he’s pissed off. With a night one stand, the mood is just ruined and he’ll leave. With his lover, he’ll get mad too, and also kinda hurt in his pride. He wants to make you feel good and cum at least once, so if you laugh at him, he'll think he’s not doing a good work. It will take a lot of time to reassure him after laughing at him.

H: Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Lol, I don’t think someone will live after asking him such a question.

But the carpet matches the drapes.

Honestly, I don’t see Kid as a very hairy guy.

And it’s maybe an unpopular opinion, but I think Kid takes care of himself. I mean, his manicure and make-up are always nailed. So when it’s starting to be hairy down there, he’ll trim it and cursed during the whole process, but that’s just Kid, always cursing.

I: Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

With a one night stand ? Zero intimacy. Just rough sex and two people trying to reach ecstasy.

With his lover, Kid is still not a romantic. For him, sex is not a way to express his love, it’s just a way to make the both of you feels good. He doesn’t understand the making love, lovey lovey dovey, crappy stuff. Having sex with his s/o means something to him, but the romantic side of it just fly over his head.

J: Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Considering his huge sex drive, Kid masturbate a lot.

If you’re around and in the mood, then, he’d rather fuck with you than jack off. But if you’re not there, or not willing to have sex, he’ll just use his hand.

Everytime he sneaks around alone, you can be sure he’s jacking off and his crew already walk in while he was giving himself a little self-care time.

K: Kinks (One or more of their kinks)

Humiliation/Praises : Calling his partner a whore, a slut and feeling them tightening around his cock. He likes to see how flustered he can makes you with his words. But if you’re not into degrading stuff, he doesn’t mind using praises, like "look at you, taking all of my cock so well, that’s my girl", "that’s it, just take it all", "you feel so good around my cock" , "your pussy tighten around my cock, it won’t let me go, you like my dick that much?", "be a good girl and stay still" Etc

And he expects you to praise him as well. Tell him how good he’s fucking you, how good his cock feels inside you. And call him Captain in bed and you will have a lot of orgasms. He’ll make sure of it.

Anal sex : As I said in his dirty secret, Kid likes how tight anal sex feels. It always makes you flustered and he needs a s/o willingly to do anal sex from time to time.

Pain : Well, Kid likes rough sex, everyone will agree with this fact. He likes to slap your cheeks, your ass, biting your neck, choking you lightly, pulling your hair. And he also loves when you scratch his back, pull on his hair and even bite him. It will make his cock throbbing inside you.

Public sex : Kid likes to fuck you in a public place, the risk of being caught is a turn on for him. It’s just so naughty and sexy in his mind. But let’s be honest, if someone caught the two of you fucking, he wouldn’t give two flying fucks and just continues to thrust inside you. Feeling you tightening your walls around his cock because of the embarrassment will even make him growl and pound harder.

L: Location (Favorite places to do the do)

As long as he can fuck you, the place doesn’t matter. Most of the time, he’ll fuck you in the bedroom or in his workshop, with you bending over his desk.

He also likes fucking you on the deck, it matches his public sex kink. He’ll bend you over the railing, so hey, it’s quite romantic, to watch the sunset and the ocean while he’s plowing into you like the wild animal he’s.

But let’s be honest, Kid will fuck you anywhere, anytime. This boy isn’t picky. As long as you give him your consent, the place doesn’t matter.

M: Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

The rush of adrenaline after a hard battle. He’s just so horny after a fight

Whenever he needs to release some anger or frustration

If you tease him, especially around of people

If he watches you fight. It’s hot, to watch his lover fighting and it always makes blood rush down to his cock.

If you wear his red coat. It flustered him, but also makes him horny. Same if you’re wearing one of his shirts.

If you want to have the ride of your night, just wait for him in the bedroom, wearing nothing but one of his shirts wide open on your bare chest. Or wait, naked, with his coat on your shoulders. Damn, it will drive him crazy.

Seeing his lipsticks smeared on your face or neck.

N: No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything involving piss or shit.

Sharing is caring, but if he ever accept to have a threesome, the guy will never have the right to fuck you. Your pussy belongs to him, and only him.

Being tied up. Kid hates feeling inferior or weak. If you’re his lover, he’ll only accept to be tied with something in metal, so he can take it off whenever he wants and take back the lead.

Anything involving waters. He feels weak in it, even in the shower. He needs to feel powerful.

Pegging is not a total no, but it will only happen with his lover and when the relationship is stable and long enough. He knows where his G point is, and please, he’s a punk, he LOVES non-conformism. But being vulnerable, laying on his back with his legs spreads or on all fours, his muscular ass up, chest against the mattress while you’re pegging him ? He really needs to trust his partner, because he’s afraid to ruin his reputation. Probably a bit overwhelmed and embarrassed at the end of the experience, but it was good. Please, reassure him than having that kind of experience has nothing to do with virility and that he’s still the dangerous and well-known Eustass Captain Kid.

Roleplay : it’s so ridiculous and humiliating for him, he can’t.

O: Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

A receiver, not a giver. Watching someone kneeling before him, sucking his cock, even gagging on it, damn, it’s just feel so good.

He bucks his hips, fucking your mouth. If you drool all over his cock, it’s even better.

If you can deep throating him, it will make him cum really fast. His cock is big, not everyone is able to take his full length and girth. Just imagine this man losing his mind, cursing and throwing his head back while you deep throat him.

He, unfortunately, doesn’t go down on you often. But have you seen how this guy likes to show his tongue and lick his lips ? He knows how to use it, I can smell it. If you’re a one night stand, you’ll have to ask for having you pussy ate.

If you’re in a relationship, especially if it’s the first time you two are fucking together, he’ll go down on you, lick your pussy and drink your juice, making sure you’re wet and ready for him. Go ahead, grab his head, pull on his hair, he likes it. Considering how stubborn he’s, he will keep going and only stop after you cum at least once against his lips.

P: Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Fast and rough. This man is a beast.

He always needs to release some anger or stress, so he’s always rough while fucking you. Even more with a one night stand.

He doesn’t want to hurt you, still. But his pace will never be gentle and sensual. But he’ll adapt to whatever you’re able to take it.

He likes hearing skin slapping against skin, sounds of your wet pussy, leaving bites on your body. For him, sex is messy and rough.

I can only see two ways to force Kid to have slow sex :

If you’re a virgin and a one night stand : he’s pissed off. He wants to have fun, not to be anyone first time and all the craps it involves. So just take your clothes and get out of here. Yeah, he’s mean.

However, if you two are in a relationship, he doesn’t want to hurt you and knows his pace is not adapted for a virgin. He will do his best to take you slowly, in missionary, holding back himself. He wants to make you feel good and as you continue to fuck together, progressively, your sessions will be more and more rough and messy. His strokes would be really long and deep, hitting all the right spots. Imagine him, with his jaw clenched, sweats dripping from his forehead, growling huskily, the muscles of his arms all tensed as he’s trying his best to not slam roughly inside your tight pussy. Damn.

If you challenge him, like, betting he’s not able to fuck you slowly, this man will have the slowest pace ever, just to prove you’re wrong. At the end, he won the game and you’ll be frustrated by how slow and torturing his thrusts are.

Q: Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He likes quickie, but not that much. Let’s be honest, if you ask him a quickie, the answer will always be yes.

But he prefers proper sex, because he’s always 100% implicating in what he’s doing, so he wants to fuck your properly.

During quickie, Kid will bend you over something or carry you against a wall, skip any foreplay and just slams himself into you, his lips against yours to muffle your screams.

R: Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Kid likes to experiment, but only with his lover. With a one night stand, he wants to be in control and proves how good he’s. If you ask him to do something he has never done, then, he’s not willingly trying.

If you’re in a relationship, he can try some stuff and fantasies, but don’t you dare laugh at him if he’s not doing great the first times you two tries something new. It will really hurt is pride, he gets pissed off and less inclined to try new stuff.

Concerning the risk of being caught, well, Kid doesn’t give two flying fuck.

S: Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

His stamina is perfect, he can last for a while. Good luck.

Even with his rough pace, he can last easily 20 minutes of intense pounding.

You’ll be tired before him. He’s quite observant with you and will notice when you really can’t take much more.

His sessions are intense and you always end up breathing harshly and sweating, with your legs shaking.

Kid knows how to hold back, but you can make him cum quickly with anal sex or deep-throating.

T: Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He hates toys. Are you saying he’s doing the job so poorly, you need a toy to cum ? Okay, he’s pissed off.

If you want to have a toy during your solo masturbation session, then, feel free, he will gladly create any toy you want with his DF. But when you two are fucking, no toy.

It hurts his pride.

The poor baby has a lot of pride.

Maybe he can have some fantasies, like a handmade vibrator. He’ll ask you to keep it inside you during the day and from time to time, he’ll use his DF and watch you trying to keep a cold face in front of others while the toy tease your G point.

U: Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He likes to tease you, especially with dirty talk. Just because it always makes you tighten around his cock.

He will also tease you a bit during foreplay. He loves when you beg for his cock.

But due to his lack of patience, Kid is not the kind of guy to tease during hours.

In public, if he can’t fuck you, he gets frustrated and tease you as a way to release some frustration.

If you want to tease him, feel free, but he’ll show you absolutely no mercy later, pounding into you like a fucking beast and growling about how naughty you were earlier. And if you try to squirm, he’ll hold your hips and growls to stay still. You earned this, so shut up and take it. (But of course he’s not a total dick, if you need him to slow down or even stop, he’ll listen.)

V: Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

This man can’t do anything in silence. Of course he’s loud.

He grunts a lot, talk dirty, spank your ass, all of the time.

He doesn’t scream. Just grunt and curse a lot. Just imagine him, with his low, husky voice, grunting close to your ear.

He likes to hear you scream or moan for him. So please, do it. The louder, the better.

Tell him how good he's fucking you, how huge his cock is stretching your walls and Kid will be more than happy. He's a simple man, overall.

W: Wild Card (Random headcanon)

After sex, if you’re in a relationship, he falls asleep really fast… and even if he’ll never admit it, he likes to be the little spoon. Just hold him firmly and tenderly from behind and let him be the little spoon, please.

X: X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Pale dick, pink sensitive head. A few veins along the shaft, but not that much.

Kid is a big and large guy, and considering how bold and cocky he acts, his cock is long and thick af, he needs the right back-up lol. He knows he’s big and he’s hella proud of his own cock.

Length around 17/20cm (7/8 inch). And the girth is scary. Good luck if it’s your first time.

A shower, not a grower.

His balls are proportioned to his cock size and heavy.

When he takes off his pants down for the first time in front of you, he’ll probably grins while watching your scared or excited face.

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

High. Really high.

Kid is kinda always angry at something and he needs to release his frustration with sex.

He can fuck you multiple times in the same day and still be ready for more. And his refractory period is really short, too. So good luck.

In a relationship, Kid needs someone with a huge sex drive too.

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Will snore 5 minutes after collapsing on top of you.

After fucking you like a beast, he feels relaxed, his anger is gone (at least for now), same for his stress or frustration, so he’s sleepy. He’ll just clean himself quickly, or not, and fall asleep.

He doesn’t like pillow talk, but if you’re in a relationship, he’ll try to make an effort.

If it’s a one night stand and not at home, he’ll leave and fall asleep once he’s back to his ship.

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sinsinsininning · 2 months

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A little bit softer

Chapter 7

Eustass Kid x crewmate!fem!reader

TW: drinking, cursing

Sorry it’s been so long for an update, work and life have been crazy and I barely got this chapter written.

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Your group tried to ask for details of your conversation with Jon, but you didn’t let them know anything.

Those rat bastards couldn’t be trusted.

In an effort to stave off boredom and suspicion, you hopped from group to group. Taking time to visit with everyone and practice a little flirting, not that you needed it but it passed the time. Wire was probably your most common victim tonight, though he gave as good as he got.

“Aw come on Wire! You can’t be calling it off already.” You pout when he announces his last round of the night, it wasn’t even that late. He pats your cheek softly and gave you a smile.

“As much as I’d love to stay darling, there’s a handsome young man I’ve had my eye on and I think we’re about ready to go.” He consoles you, giving you a small kiss on the top of your head. You’re giggling as he saunters off to find his date for the night, leaving you with Killer alone.

You don’t spend much time with Killer one on one, he’s a very stoic and closed off person, even more so in public. Despite his mother hen type personality, he was probably the crew member you talked to the least, except maybe Kid. Still you felt bad leaving him alone right as soon as Wire’s gone, although he probably wouldn’t mind.

The two of you sit together, sipping your drinks as you watch the crowd. You’ve switched to straight soda now to avoid getting any sloppier and it seems to’ve helped a little.

“So…. what’s your type?” Killer suddenly asks.

You choke on your drink for a moment, he pats you on the back roughly. After a little coughing, you burst out laughing.

“Where’d the fuck did that come from?”

“Curious.”

“Mhmm yeah sure. Curious.” You roll your eyes. “Doesn’t have anything to do with trying to get me and the Captain together?”

“You’ve noticed that?” You’re surprised that he’s surprised, you start laughing again.

“Yeah I have! You’re not subtle, none of you are subtle!” You gesture widely to the crowd, no one pts you any mind.

“You never answered.” He reminds you.

“Oh is it First mate’s order then?” You chuckle, blowing bubbles into your drink.

“Yes.” You’d throw your drink at him if you thought you could win the ensuing scuffle.

“You first.” You face him, giving him all of your attention, chin propped up on your hand as you watch him tense up. “What’s your type, Killer?”

His neck is red, you realize with glee. Your normally unflappable first mate was blushing. Part of you is a little sad you didn’t picture him the other night in the showers, but you tried to push that thought from your mind. You didn’t wanna end up with a red face as well.

“I uh- asked first.” He coughs and turns his head.

“Come on! You’re asking me I think I should get something in return.” You whine, it apparently works on him- not shocking.

“Fine, I like short women, with bright hair. Like pink or blue.” He finally answers. You start to get up and he shouts after you. “Where’re are you going?”

“To find pink hair dye!” You cackle, trying to dip into the crowd and lose him, but he’s faster and soon you have a large hand gripping the back of your chest harness.

“Nice try. Was funny though.” He easily carries you back, about to set you down when a shout stops him.

“Oi the fuck you doing with her?”

Blocking your path to the booth is Kid, glowering at Killer as you dangle from his hand. Behind him is the same pretty lady from before, her eyes are wide as she looks between you and Killer. You wave to her with a bright smile, she waves back slowly.

“She thinks she’s funny and trying to run off.” Killer says, not belying the real story. “I’m bringing her back to the booth.” Kid just looks annoyed now, his eyes on you now.

“You’re causing a lot of fucking trouble today.”

You just grin at him, still feeling energized from messing with Killer.

“Hey, you good?” The woman behind him asks, her eyes are only on you. You recognize this look, Hop has taught you Girl Code before and you’ve definitely done it as well.

“Shit I forgot you were there.” Kid mumbles, but Killer is watching her intently, his hand on you is tense. Your smile brightens even more.

“I’m good, my buddy is just mad I won’t wing man for him.” You give her a thumbs up before Killer drops you suddenly. Kid’s hand is quick to snatch you by the front of your harness, before you hit the ground, it’s only a moment before he sets you down. A little flustered by all the movement you try to smile at her again. “I like your hair, very pretty blue.” She smiles genuinely now.

“Thank you! I like yours too.”

You grin up at Killer and back at Kid, a plan on you mind now. A quick glance at the clock tells you you’ve only got 10 minutes left.

“Hey Boss, I forgot I had some shit to go over with ya.” You step over to her and gesture back to Killer. “Cool if we trade? I promise he’s good company.”

The woman grins at you, getting what you mean. She leans forward in an exaggerated manner to whisper in your ear.

“Thanks, the redhead is a little boring so good luck.” You both giggle and trade spots, she immediately is tugging Killer off to a new table. It doesn’t take much for him to follow her.

“The fuck just happened?”

“Sorry Boss, had to help Killer out and get him off my back.” You didn’t think he’d actually be mad, he seemed to be barely aware of her existence. He confirms it by sitting where Killer had and downing the rest of his friend’s drink.

“Meh it’s fine,” Kid shrugs, not particularly concerned. You check the clock again, 4 minutes to go. “What was he bitching about now?”

“Hmm?” You turn away from the clock to scan the crowd for Jon. “Oh uh he was asking me about weird stuff.”

“Weird stuff? The hell does that mean?” He looks over the crowd now to see what you’re looking at. His fingers snap in front of your face. “Hey pay attention.”

“He was asking about my type and shit.” You we’re distracted and couldn’t think of a lie, plus you wanted to see how’d Kid react. It was instantaneous, your captain went red faced and stiff, you kinda liked it.

Knock that off and look for Jon.

Kid didn’t say anything for a moment, just watching you for a moment as you kept looking around. Finally he stood up, catching your attention as he came around to your side, he pulled on your wrist gently.

“Let’s go. Outside.” You didn’t move for a moment, confused, he didn’t pull harder or let go. Just stared down at you.

“Oh I’m actually wait-”

“I know who you’re waiting for.” He cuts you off, scowling now as he tugs on your wrist again. “Outside. Now.”

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eustassslut · 2 years

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Spoilers for the end of Wano

currently thinking about giving Kid the best head of his life after he beats Big Mom to show how proud you are of him

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sanjisbby · 1 year

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ROBE | Eustass Kid

warnings: nsfw, mdni, f!reader, dub-con, jerk off, solo masturbation, english is not my first language.

word count: 634

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Entering your shared chamber, Kid finds you sleeping. You are laying on your side, wearing a robe. You just took a shower, and he can tell because your hair is damp against the pillow. Kid thought to himself that if you just finished showering and wearing a robe, that means you have nothing underneath.

He feels his dick stirs in his pants just from the thought. He makes his way to you, then he sits on the edge of the bed next to you. He brushes your forehead and goes to your cheek, his gaze is on your lips. He pushes you back by your shoulder so that you are laying on your back. His gaze moves to your chest. Your nipples are visible through the thin robe, they look perky and hard, probably because it's cold.

Seeing that you probably will not wake up, he grabs the band of your robe and pulls it. When the band is untied, the robe falls to your sides and reveals your naked front. Kid takes a sharp breath. There is a large visible tent on his pants.

His dick is hard. He can feel his dick stir as he takes in those perfectly round, pebbled nipples. Your chest rise and fell in a steady rhythm. He wants nothing more than to lick and suckle them and rubs his fingers over them, pinching and twisting until he hear your delicious moans and whimpers.

He grazes his flesh fingertips over the round globe of your breasts. He glances up at your face to find you breathing steadily, still asleep, as he wishes. He groans softly as he cups your sweet breasts, softly massages it, making sure not to wake you up.

He can’t take it anymore. He unbuckles his belt then unzips his fly and takes off his pants along with the boxers. He grabs his hard dick with his flesh hand and begins to stroke himself while looking at you.

He imagines the feeling of him moving in and out of your soft and gummy walls. How you let out a moan every time he thrust forward into you, his breath on your shoulder blades makes you have goosebumps. Inhaling the scent of the wash you used and smelling in how wonderful you smell.

He strokes faster. The fact you don’t even know what he is doing turned him on even more. The way your legs wrap around him keeping him close to you even though there’s no spaces left between you. Your nails digging through his back, making it stings every time he showered after sex.

He strokes even faster and begins groaning and moaning while throwing his head back. The way your breasts jiggle when he fastens his thrusts. You let out whimpers and squeeze his dick when he says dirty things in your ear. He knows that you love it when he speaks to you like that.

He is so close. His dick feels like it's ready to burst. He longs to grab your thigh so tight it would leave a bruise. To hear her moaning his name continuously when she’s close to her release. To hear her whimpering and crying from below him. To feel her grip his dick so tight and release herself all over him.

He can’t take it anymore and cum all over himself. Some of his cum landed on your robe. He lets out heavy breaths. His eyes are closed. He stays there for a while to catch his breath. Then, he grabs a towel to clean the mess he made and tied up your robe back on. He makes sure not to leave any trace of him being a pervert on you. When everything is done, he climbs up next to you and cuddles you to sleep.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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xythlia · 9 months

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🎤 pls elaborate on the kid spit kink I'm begging you

𓏲 ࣪₊ mdni. fem reader, use of cunt/clit/pussy, oral fixation, finger sucking, choking, dacryphilia, spit kink, spit swallowing, overstim, degradation (use of whore)

feedback \ rbs are appreciated ♡

Lewd sounds, the smacking of skin against skin and the squelching of your sopping wet cunt formed an obscene harmony within Kidds bedroom aboard the Victoria Punk.

Your legs were propped up by his shoulders as he pressed against you from above, one hand keeping your wrists pinned together above your head while the other pushed thick, calloused fingers past your lips. Kidd has an oral fixation, that much you figured out rather quickly the closer you became to your captain and the more nights you spent spread apart on his mattress.

He loves watching your eyes become glossy, unfocused, as he commands you to open that pretty mouth of yours. He loves it even more when you comply without thinking, your tongue pressed against the underside of his two fingers while the rest grip your jaw and force you to keep eye contact.

His hips smack against yours at a brutal pace, tears gathering in your eyes to paint your vision in watercolor relief as you choke the deeper he shoves those digits. As those tears make tracks down your cheeks he relents, but only slightly. Instead his now spit coated hand grips your throat, keeping your teary lust blown eyes on his face while your thigh muscles scream from how tightly the coil of pleasure is winding inside your gut.

It doesn't matter how loudly you mewl and beg for release, pathetic cries of his name stumbling past your kiss swollen lips just spurs him on. As that coil snaps and your orgasm burns white hot through your veins your mouth drops open, and with your eyes screwed shut in a silent wail you fail to see the opportunistic smirk grace his features.

Opening them again only to be greeted with the sight of a string of saliva falling, you greedily lay your tongue out farther and he fucks you through your orgasm. His grip on your throat remains firm and the part of you that's still aware is grateful for the anchor it provides against the onslaught of overstimulation.

The hand previously pinning your wrists vanishes, letting you grip his forearm and claw at his shoulder while his fingers cruelly prod your throbbing clit, making your sopping wet cunt clamp down on his cock in a vise grip. You can barely hear his mocking coos, calling you his little whore before pressing his lips to yours, flooding your mouth with spit which you mindlessly swallow between choked whimpers.

He's brutal, but so is the sea, and yet you profess love for both of them.

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fanaticsnail · 23 days

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Shameless is... just wow 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 so excited for part 3 😍👌💯

Shameless (Complete 3/3)

Masterlist here

You have a type, one that has been forcefully revealed by your crewmen's incessant nagging. After being ordered to return to your workshop to receive further instruction, you become fully aware of why you have been hidden away from meeting with the captain of the Victoria Punk. He was exactly your type.

Themes: Heart-pirate!reader x captain!Eustass Kid, shameless flirting, platonic heart pirates x reader, partial zoro x reader, platonic law x reader, afab!reader. NSFW themes, 18+, MDNI, smut in part 3

Part 1:

“Something clamping down on your tongue to keep it from moving?” // “Why, are you offering? I bet you have an array of things you could use to keep my tongue occupied.”

Part 2:

“You’re in my space. If anything, you should be calling me ‘Sir’ in here.” // “Apologies, Sir. Didn’t mean to interrupt your concentration, Sir.”

Part 3:

"You really have no shame, do you?" // "I could say the same about you."

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smokersbaby · 7 months

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Kink of the day: marking Character: Eustass Kid Reader: afab!reader Tw: established relationship, rough sex, marking, creampie You can find the "Kinktober Masterlist 2023" here!

"Spread those thighs wide for me" Kid commanded, as he looked at you sitting on the table, completely naked and exposed to his sight.

He was circling you like a shark, studying your body from a little distance, probably deciding what to do with you, thinking about all the possibilities he had to make good use of you.

You stood there, completely still, almost intimidated by Kid's tall figure in front of you as he studied every inch of you.

Both knew how much he loved playing dirty games with you: despite him being a tender lover outside the bedroom when he had you naked in his arms he was an absolute sex beast. He wanted it rough, and wild, and you fucking loved it.

"I wanna mark you tonight, babe" he came closer, whispering unusually sweet words in your ear, you weren't accustomed to hearing Kid's mellifluous voice in those hot situations, but that didn't last long.

Kid's right hand gripped the squishy flesh on your tight, kneading it under his fingers and feeling the softness of your body, preannouncing what would have happened next.

"How?" you questioned softly, not sure if that was the right question to ask or if you wanted to know the answer.

"I'm going to cum deep inside of you, I want to mark you as mine, understand?" you gulped at his words, it wasn't the first time that your lover marked you that way, but it made your stomach flutter either way, no matter if that was the 100th time of him filling you up to the brim with his cum.

No words were spoken as Kid's large cock stretched deliciously your pussy, burying himself inside of you completely with one trust, as to claim your body as his and telling you that he would have fucked you hard and deep. His guttural groans echoed endlessly in your head as he fucked you rough on the table, your tighs being spread open by his muscular figure and you holding to his back as if there wasn't any other way to keep up with his pace.

You could feel his teeth biting the skin of your neck as his thrusts were becoming way more intense than before, a clear sign of him being closer and closer to cumming. His mouth shifted from your neck to your lips, devouring them in an insatiable kiss as Kid's heavy load filled your pussy to the brim, deep groans of his being muffled by your lips on his.

"You're mine... god, I'm going to mark you like this every day of my life"

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little-rivers · 6 months

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Killer Modern AU Headcanon

WARNINGS:18+, smut, NSFW, oral sex, porn, masturbation, sex.

a/n: I haven't posted in a long time, I recently started looking at some old drafts and found this. Funny how many I didn't remember at all lol. Anyway I hope you enjoy!

Killer loves to watch porn with his partner

He wants to know exactly what you’re into and this is a way for you guys to explore that in a fun way

He like to go down on them while they watch it

He wants to see what kind of fantasies his partner has and finds watching porn together can make if feel safe and easy for them express their desires

He also loves the elevation it adds mentally that his partner is watching a scenario that gets them really turned on while he is servicing them either with his mouth or his cock.

He’ll ask his partner questions about what they’re watching, what aspects turn them on, “do you want me to do that to you”

He’s always smooth with his line of questioning knowing just when to slip one out, he doesn’t bombard you with them and kill the mood. His voice is an alluring addition to the activity, as he whispers his questions into your ear and skin in sultry tones.

Loves how frazzled you are about responding in the beginning, finds it so cute and sexy. He loves seeing you grow more comfortable expressing yourself to him as things progress.

Eventually because of this, when you’re apart you don’t find it pleasing anymore to just watch porn, you need his commentary, you can faintly imagine it in your head, but it just isn’t good enough. The questions you imagine just don’t strike you the way his real voice does, you want to feel the shiver in your body from his voice against your skin.

So, you call him and hope he has time to oblige you. He’ll ask you to describe what you’re watching with patient detail followed up by what you’re doing to yourself. He wants to hear your moans and complaints how he isn’t there to help you in person.

Alternatively, if he’s at home he may tell you to send him a link and restart the video so you can watch it together from the start. He’ll ask you to tell him your thoughts about the video when you watched without him and about and at what moment you decided you needed to hear his voice to feel satisfied.

He loves that he’s become such an important part of your satisfaction watching porn and pleasuring yourself even if he’s not next to you.

If you call him and he’s able he will ask if you need him to come over and help you out, he is more than happy to do so.

He likes feeling your hand wrapped around his cock, pumping him just right while his had services you in return. Both your eyes on the couple fucking on the screen while you get each other off.

It can also make for a fun game of who can hold off the longest. While watching, both you and him touch yourselves and see who breaks the no contact rule first. The goal is to get the other to break before anyone cums. If either of you cum on your own that also counts as losing. Winner gets bragging rights of being irresistible until the next rematch.

This can get really hot as you and Killer get more desperate to cum. Both of you trying everything you can to get the other so turned on they can resist touching you and breaking first. The tension is so high before you can even make contact. The porn tempting you showing you what you wish you were doing together.

When one of you finally goes for it and Killer gets his hands on you, man fucks the shit out of you more than once. One round isn’t enough. You guys are going at it so hard totally immersed you won’t notice when the porn stops playing, and your voices are the only ones filling the room with screams.

And hey it doesn’t hurt to be selfish once in a while. Having you suck him off while he views some X-rated content is one of the best pick-me-ups he’s ever experienced. After a bad day, stressful week or even a big fight, your mouth and a dirty video or two make it all melt away.

if you ever want to help him out/ cheer him up pop his dick in your mouth and tell him to browse for some good content. Just please give him a moment to find a good one before you start really going at it. He loves leaning back and watching you on your knees between his legs, bobbing up and down on his cock while his choice of content plays loudly behind you.

Likes to feel you up aimlessly. May position you beside him for better access. Resting a hand on your head while you slurp and swallow his dick. His other hand lazily roaming your body as he pleases, groping your chest, tweaking your nipples, rubbing your sex, spanking, and squeezing your ass or fingering your hole(s). He’s doing it for his pleasure not yours, he’s focused on relaxing and enjoying your body while watching his porn. If it turns you on and makes you blow him with more enthusiasm that’s a win for him. He’s happy to get you off after if you need it or if things escalate to fucking but right now it’s about him.

He’s not turning on porn every time y’all are together, he can and will fuck you without it, but it’s fun. Overall, he learns so much about what you like and don’t like and exactly how to set right the mood for you.

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Captain_CumShot - Chapter 2

Welcome to Raven's Reading Nook - a small corner of this blog dedicated to cozy story times. Take a seat on the chaise lounge, plug your electronic device in so you can enjoy this multi-chapter, full blown smut story. The Captain is the snack and sadly, I have nothing to offer to soothe the yearning. As always, links to Wattpad and AO3 at the bottom. Enjoy, from your favorite loyal, cabin hoe♥

Summary: You treated yourself to a tier upgrade😘

Minors DNI you will be blocked - for adult audiences only.

Admin: Thanks for upgrading your subscription to Tier III! The Captain will want to thank you personally ~ drop your next available hour slot and we’ll set it up.

You: 10 PM

Admin: Talk to you soon ~

10:00 PM

Captain: Hey doll. I’ve seen your likes and comments around here for a while and I’m chuffed that you finally upgraded. What changed?

You: Truthfully, I challenged myself to save up so I can really treat myself when I felt I needed it. Especially after the last year and four months at work.

Captain:…

Captain: You waited ONE YEAR and FOUR MONTHS before you felt like you needed a break?

Captain: I’m flattered you’ve chosen me as your reward but gat damn girl. You need to treat yourself more often.

Captain: What the hell do you do for a job??

You: I’m an accountant at a small but valued firm, so we’re kind of just always busy! Especially at tax time which is ALMOST over. So I spoiled myself a few days early.

Captain: Congratulations ~ Do you work in a stuffy office with a buncha dorks?

You: Well I wouldn’t say dorks and it’s not a closet! I work in an office building with maybe less than 50 other people. I have a corner office so yay for small wins!

Captain: Aye that’s the least they can do fer’ya!

Captain: Do they make you dress business professional like you’re gonna meet the president every day or is it a normal place that lets you dress like a human being?

You: Haha, nothing so refined. Business casual for the most part, Fridays we can wear jeans, and sometimes during the seasons they’ll do a morale boosting themed clothes week thing.

Captain: 🤔

Captain: Does anyone enjoy that?

You: Some do, some don’t. The bosses buy a big lunch spread though so it’s not all bad.

Captain: Tell me, are the morale boosting bits mandatory?

You: You’re not required to dress up. They don’t technically say you have to be at the luncheon but they do have someone sweep the desks to make sure no one is still working. I think they legitimately think they’re providing a “break” for us but like, a paid lunch hour would be a thousand times better.

Captain: Bet.

Captain: You ever skipped it all together? Just said fuck it and hid on the roof to scroll on your phone and eat lunch?

You: Sometimes my car! We have a secure parking garage and its air conditioned so it’s quiet and not boiling hot.

Captain: Hooray for small victories.

Captain: Have you ever gotten uncomfortably turned on enough that you’ve escaped to your car to get relief?

You: 😳

You: Maybe once or twice. I’m always afraid of getting caught.

Captain: I’d make sure we wouldn’t.

Captain: See I personally fucking hate it when instead of just paying people more, employers make their people do a whole dog and pony show. Leave people alone!

Captain: This is literally a crime.

Captain: If you’d let me, I’d come and save you from those stupid lunches.

You: 🤔

You: I wouldn’t hate that!

You: Not sure you could pull it off though, you would garner a lot of attention just from standing, you’re just that attractive 👉👈🥺

Captain: Relax, I’m nothing if not professional. Want to hear my grand scheme that I cooked up, just now?

You: Oh go right ahead!

Captain: I’d start by doing research into your company and get the lunch reservation details of these luncheons. I would then pose as an employee dropping off the food order/doing set up and while everyone is gathering, I would linger a little, totally incognito, and slip out to find your office if you haven’t already entered the room.

Captain: Should I continue? I’m really proud of this scheme actually.

You: Please, I wonder how you plan to get away scot-free and not get me fired!

Captain: You’d not only get fired – you’d get off, repeatedly and it would be a seasonal thing cause I’d never get caught. I think it would be a professional bonus because then you’ll be so satisfied at work, you might even get a promotion or pay raise or some shit😏

You: This I gotta hear

Captain: Where was I?

Captain: Just kidding

Captain: I would then smuggle you to the parking garage under the guise that you’re my ‘job equipment’ or whatever, and then, I’d take you to your car. Ideally, I can convince you to get in the van I rented as part of my infiltration disguise so I can actually sit and stand without breaking my neck. The windows are blacked out, I keep anchors and blocks on the wheels to keep it stable, and then I rock your fucking world.

Captain: Still with me?

You: I am

Captain: You’re probably thinking, ‘but if you’re as beastly as I think you are, won’t I be screaming my brains out?’

You: I was!

Captain: As a professional content creator – amongst other trades – I know a thing or two about sound proofing. There’s always a gag if you’re into that.

You: I could be persuaded…

Captain: I have a lot of things I’d like to persuade you to do in there.

Captain: Do you normally participate in the themed clothes or do you keep it professional?

You: I don’t usually, not really my thing.

Captain: I see.

Captain: Back to my scheme ~

Captain: After I’ve successfully fooled everyone and have you in my clutches, I’d take you to my van where you can have a lunch break actually worth attending.

Captain: I would first take off my disguise and reveal that it was me all along! After you get over your initial surprise, I’d ask you what you’re hungry for.

You: Oh I get options?

Captain: Hell yeah doll. Your choices can range anywhere from a quick snack to a mega meal.

You: Do the options change too?

Captain: I don’t believe in constraints. Unless they’re kink-related.

Captain: I think since you’re the kind of doll that doesn’t splurge too much on ‘erself, I’d start you off with a ‘left no crumbs.’

Captain: What that entails is me, sitting you all pretty like on a seat cushion, starting ngwith something soft and sweet. Kisses up the arm, on the neck, slow, building up anticipation. I’d tease you over your clothes, petting your kitten until I feel your wetness through the fabric.

Captain: Pepper your body with kisses and bites to keep you on edge. When I have you down to just your undergarments, I’d sit you in my lap. Spread your thighs open. Start rubbing your pussy until you’re leaking all over my hand. I’ll let you have a quick orgasm, a small and sweet one. But don’t think we’re done.

Captain: I might take my pants off to feel you a bit better. Push you down on my hard-on as I wrap an arm around your waist to keep you still. I’ll use my free hand to play with your pussy again. Rubbing you, flicking you, lightly smacking you, rubbing your clit, finger fucking you. Rub my big dick against your trembling body to make you even more sensitive.

Captain: Since you only have an hour, I’ll make sure you look presentable before you go back to the office. Where you can spend the rest of the day sitting in the mess I’m going to leave. How does that make you feel?

You: I’m…speechless, in a good way…Shit that’s really hot. It makes me feel devious, a bit dirty, like I really want to do it.

Captain: Damn and I haven’t even finished telling you what’s included in your lunch?

You: 🤐

You: Please forgive me

Captain: I could never stay mad at you doll.

Captain: As I was saying ~

Captain: I can’t let you leave your break without feeling fully satisfied.

Captain: Before you go, I’d spend some time with you against the van wall. If you’re into it, I can use rope to help keep you standing. I encourage it, you’re gonna need it.

You: I’m into it, I’m into it 🤤

Captain: Heh. Freak.

Captain: I’d keep you still and propped up, putting your blouse on, keeping my lipstick stains and bites hidden underneath. I’d pull your panties and bottoms over your ankles, slide your soaked underwear up your thighs…

Captain: And give you dessert.

You: What am I having??!

Captain: Me.

Captain: I’d pull your panties up your thighs but not put them on entirely. Leaving them maybe a few inches from your twitching pussy. Then I’d finally let you see my cock.

Captain: Do you want to touch it?

You: Yesss🥺please let me touch.

Captain: Don’t worry you’ll be feeling it.

Captain: I’ll prod my cock against your clit, slide it up and down your puffy lips, maybe push in a little bit.

Captain: After I get it nice and wet with you, I’d stand in front of you and fuck your body. I won’t go in in, I’ll slide in between your desperate lips, make you clench over my cock with your needy pussy, I’ll hit your delicious ass cheeks, pull back out and rub against your clit until you’re crying.

You: Oh my fucking god.

Captain: I’m not done.

Captain: While I do this, I’ll rub my thumb down on your clit, and I won’t stop until you’ve cum over my cock, frustrated yet relieved.

Captain: But don’t be disappointed just yet because the next part is my favorite part.

Captain: As you’re coming down from your orgasm, I’ll finish myself off. Jerking myself in front of you and finishing right on your cunt.

You: 🥵

Captain: Yeah.

Captain: I’d milk my length to cover you, watching it drip from your vulva and trembling lips down to your underwear and thighs. Whatever falls further down I’d wipe with my thumb and make you lick it off.

Captain: Then I’ll pull your panties up nice and high, make sure they sit on your hips just right, don’t want any of me to spill out. For good measure, I might even rub your underwear against you some just to smear it in you some more.

Captain: I love cum play.

Captain: I’ll pull up your bottoms, wipe your tears, and send you away with a kiss on the cheek and a slap on the ass.

Captain: How does that sound doll?

You: I would fucking die!!! I want this so bad fuck why would you DO THAT TO ME?!?🥵🤤 FUCK! You’re so hot, all I want is to touch you and be touched by you😩

Captain: Are you touching yourself?

You: If I said yes?🥺

Captain: I’d say me too. Check out the photo gallery later, you’ll see the load I blew for ya😘

Captain: Glad to add you to my harem of Cabin Hoes. I’m not supposed to have favorites, but I think I’m gonna grow fond of you.

Captain: G’night doll. Thanks for subscribing😘

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