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all my wishes • portgas d. ace

synopsis: a lost bet, two rambunctious firefighters and an unforgettable birthday full of surprises all transpire when you decide to give your boss the ultimate gift!

content + themes: firefighter ace + reader (black coded but no heavy descriptors), fluff to smut, LOTS of humor, alcohol use, food play, finger sucking, reader spoiling ace, nipple play, so many themes bc they are whores (they talk so dirty to each other 😫) squirting, daddy’s used, spit kink, sweet ending

word count: 7.7K

📝: this started out as a small lil’ drabble but then I remembered that my baby’s birthday was LITERALLY today so I started another insane piece with my other hyperfixation and the #2 ship in the Cherry Cinematic Universe™. I hope y’all enjoy them as much as I do! 🫶🏾 (also, this is coming late becatse when I set my mind to getting something done, it will be done. I don’t give a damn how long it takes and this may the last big piece I get to write for a while so I’m enjoying it!)

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“You’ve got to be fucking kidding!”

“But (y/nnnnn)! You promised! C’mon, you lost so you have to do it. You can’t go back on your word.”

“No, Luffy! Matter of fact, hell no! You know I never would’ve agreed if this was what you were going to pull. I can’t believe you set me up like this..”

The dining table set in the center of company eight’s firehouse had become the scene where quite the interesting debate was transpiring. What began as a normal conversation had quickly escalated to quite the debacle. In about a week or so, a member of your small yet close knit crew would be celebrating a very important occasion..one that everyone was looking to make absolutely unforgettable..everyone except you that was!

“But it’ll mean a lot to him. Especially if it’s from you, I mean you’re practically his wife—“ “take it back and don’t ever say something like that ever again.”

shooting him quite the menacing glare with your arms folded over your chest. Luffy was the younger brother to the vice fire chief and your secret not-so-secret fling, Portgas D. Ace, affectionately known as Ace around the community. That shaggy black top and dotted freckles splattered across his devilishly handsome face that had captivated the heart of any woman who’d been so lucky to be graced with that heartwarming smile. However, that suave charm and boyish features didn’t sway you one bit. At least that’s what you let on to everyone else. See, just like your coworkers, his baby brother was no stranger to the proverbial game of cat and mouse the two of you had been engaged in. There were many times where he’d find himself crashing at his brother’s apartment and find himself on the receiving end of your conversations. Late night calls and visits because you obviously couldn’t get enough of each other. Contacting him under the guise of fighting only to end up settling matters in a different and much more salacious way. Not to mention, in your absence, Ace had spoken quite fondly of you to both Luffy and your own adoptive brother, Usopp. Talking about how insane yet entertaining you were..which was the sole reason for this whole ordeal! See, during a routine training session, Luffy had stopped by to watch on his day off and it was during this time, he spotted an exercise that tickled his fancy..it was whilst he was there, he divulged the idea to both Zoro and Sanji about giving his big brother a surprise birthday party but as everyone knew, Ace wasn’t too particularly keen on celebrating such an occasion. Hell, even the fire chief, ‘Smoker’ and his fellow fire college graduate and good friend Marco were in on the gig. Sure, he made the firehouse lively on a daily basis and when it was time to turn up for any other event, he was the guy you wanted there but when this day came around? He’d ignore it. It was mainly due in part to him never wanting to place emphasis on himself. Ace was selfless in nature and only thought of others. So they hoped that although the two of you had your differences in the past, you’d set them aside for at least one day and grant him the night of his life. But you refused…not only would that arrogant son of a bitch never let you live it down that you did something nice for him but he may not even like it. You’d rather him bring in his special day surrounded by his actual friends. “That’s so fucking stupid!” It was all Luffy could think as he let out a hysterical laugh. Because he knew as well as anyone, Ace wouldn’t want to spend his birthday with anyone other than his precious little rookie! “My brother’s crazy about you, big sis (y/n).” So he placed a nice little wager, unsuspecting to you as he cleaned the truck..

“Let’s see who can do the rope climb and foot race the fastest. If I win, you’ll have to do something for me. And you win, I’ll do whatever you want. Sounds good?!” So with that cheeky grin and precious demeanor, you indulged him. With that, the bet commenced and Luffy challenged you. They knew you were quite the tough nut to crack but if anybody, even with no prior experience, could defeat you..it was Luffy! That hyperactivity and determination proved to be of use. So when he won by only a hair’s breadth, it was a no brainer what he’d choose! Which brought you to this exact moment..

“I don’t know why you’re wasting your breath, Luffy. She’s just going to pitch a fit, pretend she hates him and then have her tongue down his throat later on. It’s no use.”

The snarky comment coming from none other than the foul mouthed, hot headed gym rat of the crew, Zoro. The two of you shared quite the close bond because although he was highly sarcastic, he adored you like that of a sister. Not only that, he was dating your childhood best friend, Janelle. Who was equally yoked with him as a former Marine sergeant and fellow athlete. He’d constantly take jabs at the fact that you tried to wear this tough exterior even though you were a huge softy. “Shut the hell up, Zoro. Like I said, even if I was to plan his party, who’s to say he’d show up or want to be there anyways? You know how he is. C’mon y’all, please don’t make me do this.”

groaning in a loud huff as your head fell back, you’d release a deep sigh as well.

“Trust me, (y/n). I don’t like it anymore than you do..” just then, the resident cook and quintessential pervert, masquerading as a loverboy, Sanji interjected into the conversation. Causing an eye roll and deep groans of ‘here he goes’ “..seeing my beloved sweet with another man? It breaks my heart. But he deserves this. He’s always been so thoughtful of everybody else, never even taking time to deal with his own problems. If it was left up to him, his dumbass would just sleep through the day after drinking his weight in booze. I know you guys have your differences but I don’t think it’d mean more to him if anyone else did this. So please..will you make his birthday special?”

how could you possibly say no when they all looked so damn pathetic?!

“She’s only scared she might actually enjoy herself. I don’t think we need to worry. Even if she says she can’t stand him, (y/n) will never be able to live with herself if she did something half assed. Being an overachiever trumps her being a hater so it’ll be fine.” Scoffing as you donned him with a middle finger. But he wasn’t wrong. Nonetheless, you’d lost the bet fair and square so you had to see it through either way.

“..fine, I’ll do it. But don’t get mad at me when he doesn’t show up. Can’t say I didn’t try.”

it was all they could hope for at this point so they’d leave the daunting task in your capable hands. Little did they know, it was the best idea any of them would have made!

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a couple days had elapsed since the dilemma of your boss’ birthday came about and unfortunately, only one remained before his twenty eighth trip around the sun would arrive. Luffy divulged the fact that he probably had a mile long list of things he wanted to do but would never say them out loud. You had been using what little free time you had acquired to research and plan out somewhat of an itinerary to fill his twenty four hours with nothing but enjoyable activities. In your time together, when you weren’t at each other’s throats, you’d learn a few things about him. Including his love for nature. He loved hiking, camping, discovering the unknown which made perfect sense, considering the profession you were in. Ace also had an affinity for dancing so you looked up a few spots that had a more casual atmosphere rather than some stuffy five star establishment. Ace may have had quite the flamboyant personality at times but he didn’t do the pompous waiters and over priced appetizers. So you opted for a Latin fusion lounge instead. Where they’d feature a live DJ and you guys could dance whilst consuming delicious food and drinks. A good compromise, finally, you’d end the evening at a hotel where needless to say, the real fun would begin! You’d also acquire quite the stockpile of gifts. With everything from his favorite cologne to some new Nikes he’d been raving about along with some fishing equipment. Just an assortment of his favorite things. It was obvious that you’d put a lot of time and devotion into this. Although no one could tell if you genuinely wanted to or if this was merely another assignment you’d complete to fruition, they sincerely hoped he liked it all!

“Hey lovebug. Need some help?”

it was around ten pm when you’d finally glare at the corner of your laptop and notice the time. It was New Years Eve and when most would be out celebrating, as always, you and your sisters doubling as roommates were inside..partaking in moderate drinking and cheesy movie viewings. Robin, who’d just entered from her bedroom sporting purple negligee, matching robe as she brandished a wine glass. Such a woman of elegance and always did things with grace. If anyone would know how to put something like this together, it’d be her.

“Hey mama. I’m just trying to finish up this plan. God, who knew doing something for a man would be so exhausting..” which elicited a laugh from her. As you tapped away at your keyboard, navigating your touchscreen with the swipe of a finger, she’d take a seat next to you. “You must really like him.” Quite obviously that was the last thing you wanted to hear! The thought of actually liking Ace beyond a physical level? It made you want to chuck yourself from a window! But the truth was, you had grown fond of him. It just seemed as if everytime you wanted to get closer to him or feel an ounce of something other than pure hatred, he comes in with some snide remark or a low blow. Not to mention, he didn’t exactly strike you as the type to be monogamous and exclusive to one woman. Firefighters were notorious for infidelity and that asshole constantly bragged about his conquests. Although you couldn’t take him seriously half the time. A real, true healthy relationship would be all but impossible with him. It was a tug of war with this man and you were exhausted from playing. You’d been hurt before and you didn’t want to experience that pain again.

“And what would make you say such a horrible thing like that, Robin?” “That lovely little pile of gifts you hauled in here the other day and the fact that you’ve been at this for almost a week. Putting all of this time and effort into planning a birthday? I don’t think you’d do that for just anyone. Even if it was just a bet..” affirming with a sip of wine. She had a point but you weren’t exactly going to admit it either..

“Yeah, well the only thing I want to give him is a goddamn knuckle sandwich with a side of fruit punch.” A comment that nearly made her spit up her fresh sip from laughter. She could see through you like a pane of glass! It was blatantly obvious just how much you adored this guy and although it wasn’t the typical bond for budding lovers, they were mutual if nothing else. “For what it’s worth, I don’t think he truly feels ill will towards you. The exact opposite honestly. If anything, I think it comes from a place of adoration. He’s obviously quite fond of you, otherwise, he wouldn’t be on your case as much. I think what you’re doing for him is going to mean far more than some overly lavish party with a bunch of people. I don’t know him very well and please feel free to correct me but…he seems like a genuinely good guy. A little misguided sometimes but he has a good heart, ya’ know? The way he rushed over to comfort you, even though his own eyes looked exhausted? He seems like he just needs someone to take care of him for once.”

you hated more than nothing else that Robin was always right! Maybe it was a bit selfish of you to not consider how he’d felt. There was obviously a reason he didn’t want to celebrate his birthday. It had been a sore subject one way or another so it was your job to give him a reason to enjoy it again. And you could lie to yourself but deep down, you wanted to see this through as well. Not just to clear the debt but to see him genuinely happy. Smiling and laughing for himself..not just to cheer up others. “Jesus, it’s hard being friends with a doctor. They always know what they’re talking about.” Sending Robin into a fit of chuckles yet again. “Well honey, even all of these degrees can’t solve matters of the heart. Trust me, I know the feeling of loneliness all too well and he’s certainly in need of someone to let him know he has a place in this world and his day of birth is not something to feel ashamed of.”

Just then, you’d hear the front door creak open and you were promptly joined by Nami and her longtime partner, Vivi who were both looking to interrupt the conversation. They had just returned from the store to retrieve your libations for the evening. “Mind if we join you ladies?” Brandishing two bottles of champagne, beelining for the kitchen to grab glasses. “It’s almost new years, girls. Let’s party!” The cavalry had arrived and it was time to set this aside and let loose. Tomorrow, you’d be celebrating for an entirely different reason and you hoped that he would share the enthusiasm someday.

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6:00PM, January 1st

“Jesus, rookie. Do you have molasses in your ass or something? I swear you take forever to get ready.”

an agitated voice rang out through the bathroom door of the hotel suite where you had been residing for the day. A king size bed positioned in the center, surrounded by clothing you’d strewn aside. Luckily, you’d tipped the housekeeping staff generously to not only spruce it up but to have it prepared when you returned from dinner. It would be the final touch on what was shaping up to become the ideal birthday. Aside from his obligatory smartass remarks, Ace really seemed to be having a good time. Even if you could sense his reservations to enjoy himself..everything had been a success so far. See, you had begun the day bright and early, five am to be precise; setting the trap for this illustrious surprise. You texted him under the guise of wanting to meet up for a morning hike, which wasn’t out of the ordinary, as it wasn’t uncommon for you two to train together. But strictly professional, mainly because Zoro’s freakishly strenuous training would kill you and Sanji wouldn’t be able to contain himself watching your tits jiggle whilst you ran. You told him to bring his gear, which he did so..you guys met up at your usual spot, the entranceway to Twin Flames Peak and began the trek up the canyon . Although he was making his usual comments, you could tell his mood was a bit more somber than usual. He sucked at hiding his emotions, that much was apparent. But you only sensed so because you were alike in that regard and so many others. Finally, you made it up to the top. But it was there that with your back facing him, you’d place your hands to your hips and laugh, making him fear you were about to do something heinous.

“Would you stop being so damn sad? It’s your birthday for god’s sake, at least smile a little. I know you’re getting old but I’m not used to seeing you without that stupid ass grin. It scares me.”

to which he’d audibly yet softly gasp. There was no way you of all people had remembered that! Although you teased about hating each other, it was the furthest thing from..even so, you kept your distance in personal affairs outside of sex. It’d feel too intimate and getting attached was something both of you feared. But that was all but thrown out of the window when you gave him his first gift of the day. “What?.. you didn’t think I’d remember, did you? Well too bad, you’re stuck with me and you’re gonna have a good time whether you want to or not. You’ve got a big day ahead of you. The only thing I want is for you to enjoy yourself..you have to promise me that.” His dumbfounded expression soon curved into a toothy smile, along with a hearty cackle. You managed to get one over on him and if nothing else, he could grant you that! You’d instruct him to search his bag, to which he’d find a card..sealed in a bow. How you’d manage to sneak that in, he’d never know but once he opened it, he nearly collapsed. Inside was a photo of him and his parents. He hadn’t seen either of them in years due to his work and then living states away back home but you could tell he loved them dearly. His mom had experienced some health issues recently but thankfully she was doing better but it was looking grim for a while. He’d call them every week, especially his mother whom he bonded with the most. So you took the liberty of reaching out and having them record a nice message to their son, wishing him a happy birthday. Telling him how proud they were and how much they loved him. He was already emotional and the sun had barely risen.

“Damn you, rookie. Who put you up to this?” Sniffling and laughing through tears. Because there was no way you were doing this of your own volition. Which was halfway true. Although you lost the bet, you’d still gone far overboard from what anyone expected. Spending rent like prices on this man and planning out an extravagant schedule. Even other first responders from his academy class who were no longer working for a set company came to fill in for the couple days. Turning on your heel, you’d giggle and walk towards him, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Oh Ace, my sweet dumb boy, you’re so cute thinking that anyone alive could tell me what to do. Now let’s go before we miss our check in time at the hotel.” “Hotel? Makes me sound like a cheap slut you’re renting out for the day.” “You are a slut, my dear but you most certainly aren’t cheap.” Having checked in for two days. And already, it was shaping up to be a wonderful day. From there, you two would head to the Laporte Hotel in the next town over, where you’d be spending the day. The car ride back was much more lively as the two of you laughed, spoke and talked about different things. The most amicable you’d ever been. He’d tell you about his upbringing and how he’d grown up with Luffy and his other adoptive brother. He’d talk about cooking and helping around the house for his mom and hunting with his dad. He was genuinely excited and a part of you thought it was the cutest thing. Next on the docket was breakfast..you took him to this bistro where you guys had eaten once when you were invited to a summit for firefighters on public safety. You recalled the first time you saw him in that dress uniform. Hat and white gloves accenting the ensemble..he looked so good! You hated to admit it but that charisma and confidence he exuded while delivering his speech was such a turn on. His favorite thing on the menu were the crepes and you ordered him the biggest stack he could eat. You two chowed down on delicious foods before checking in with bags in tow. You even managed to snap a couple of photos and videos of him, wearing a bright smile in case he decided to lie and say he didn’t enjoy himself. He entered the room and jumped on the bed like a child..causing you to shake your head.

“Would you get down from there?! You know you’re getting up there in age, old man. One wrong move and that hip is out of place.” To which he retorted and stuck his tongue out. “I’m twenty eight not ninety eight, you smartass. Besides, I think you of all people know how great of shape I’m in.” Flashing you a wink, which only prompted you to snark your lips before turning around to pin your hair up before going to the pool. Platinum gray tresses atop your head from that new install you’d gotten. In all fairness, it was his fault it had to be redone anyway so you figured you’d change it up entirely. He wasn’t mad in the slightest because that color complimented your skin so well. “If you’re referring to that weak ass stroke game of yours, spare me—“ but it wasn’t even a full second before you could finish the sentence before you found yourself tousled over his shoulder with your half covered asscheek being smacked. “Oh shut up. You didn’t even believe that when you said it.” Cackling before tossing you onto the bed for a little pregame makeout session. It was nice, honestly and from the way he was kissing and caressing you, it was hard to tell who exactly was supposed to be getting pampered today! Even letting out a whimper when he licked and bit on your neck. “I know what I want more than anything today..” “..mmm, what’s that?” and his response: “that’s a secret. Classified information..” The spontaneity of his was such an attractive trait..a man of adventure and strong will. “Save your energy, baby boy. You’re gonna need it for later…”

but unbeknownst, he had no interest in waiting to unwrap his most sought after gift. It was around noon time when you guys hit the giant indoor pool. Filled with crystalline blue waters and most importantly, it was heated because the one outside was more than likely freezing. Swimming around and splashing water on each other. You’d even rent out the private jacuzzi, where he’d down flutes of champagne. Something he never thought he’d do in his entire life! Ace grew up in rather humble beginnings and in rough terrain. His entire life consisted of rough conditions..now here he was being catered to like a damn princess! It wasn’t his style in the slightest but it was something he could acclimate to, at least for a day or so..

“Never thought I’d be day drinking in a fucking jacuzzi like a divorced aunt but here I am.” Uttering with his arms outstretched as you swam over to him. “Well even a jackass like you deserves nice things every once in a while.” Teasing as you rubbed on his bare chest, trailing over his tattoo. Still insisting on committing to the bit of insulting him. Honestly, he wouldn’t want it any other way though! It was his favorite part of your charm and it showed that you guys shared a bond that he couldn’t with any other woman. He liked that you challenged him..that you made it worth the chase. He’d wear you down eventually and when he did, the moment would be that much sweeter. “God, I can’t wait to shut that pretty little mouth of yours later..” setting the tone for the sexual tension that was sure to be insurmountable by the end of the night. “We’ll see. You should know by now you can’t tame a girl like me.” Flicking your tongue around those glossed lips before wrapping them around your champagne flute, which made him twitch behind those swim trunks.

his resolve proved to be rather weak because the second you made it back to the room, swaddled in warm towels to dry your damp bodies, he’d just have to get himself a small sample. You’d been straddling his thigh in the water and although you were floating intermittently, you could feel that cock growing erect when you brushed it. So once that door was locked, you’d find yourselves in the shower..tongues deep down each other's throats; your head spun around as he fed you back shots. Holding the center of your stomach whilst he did so. From the bathroom back to the bed, your nude bodies made contact with the cool air as he flicked his tongue around on that exposed clit. Spreading you open on the crisp sheets and devouring that sloppy cunt. Slurping on that bud with strings of spit fluttering all around those plump lips..enjoying his feast. “..c’mon, baby. It’s my birthday…I think I deserve a little treat.” Taunting for his reason as to why he couldn’t hold back his urges. Hopelessly moaning and rutting the mattress as he spouted all sorts of debaucherous thoughts. Your white painted toes resting atop his shoulder blades as those brown eyes darted back into your skull and your breath caught. “I see one of my wishes came true. Finally got you to shut the fuck up.” “You got lucky. That’s it.” Even gliding a hand up to your throat for added pleasure. You were in for it today, that was certain! The remainder of the afternoon was spent lounging and lazing around, a luxury that didn’t come often in your profession. You spent every waking moment thinking of the dangers that surrounded you. You had witnessed gruesome scene after gruesome scene and oftentimes, the only way to cope was through your vices. It felt nice not to have that lingering over your head for at least a day. Your head on his chest as you slept and naturally, he took the opportunity to plant a few kisses on your forehead, along with snapping pictures of you with drool seeping from your mouth!

finally, the moment had arrived and the two of you were setting out for dinner at Viva!, the Latin fusion lounge that had been all the rave around here. You told him that you wouldn’t do anything too extravagant but you couldn’t help but to splurge a little. The two of you spent the next couple of hours getting ready. You’d FaceTime your friends whilst patting on makeup with cameos from the birthday boy himself. They were thrilled to see him enjoying himself..and the both of you looked absolutely stunning! Ace dressed in a black button down with the chest slightly open. Short sleeves to display his array of artwork..a gold plated belt buckle with the Gucci emblem in the center of his waist with black slacks on and suede loafers on his feet. The face of his gold wristwatch reflecting from the light, fragrant scent of cologne wafting from his body. He looked and smelled absolutely delectable. Unraveling your curls from underneath your bonnet, (y/n) sat before the vanity mirror with your makeup setting. It was whilst you were applying your lipstick that he’d steal another kiss. Swatting him away, you’d try to stop him before your hard work was muddled. “You’re going to ruin my makeup, quit!” Attempting to evade his barrage of smooches. But he was insatiable, absolutely enthralled with how beautiful you looked. “Might as well get a head start.” Only earning him a deep scoff and a hard eye roll!

“You’re impossible. I’m going to put on my dress, I’ll be ready in a minute and try not to beat your dick while I’m gone, you pervert.” “That honor goes all to you, my beloved.”

rising from your seat and strutting over to the bathroom, where you’d strip from your coverup and begin to place on the ensemble of the evening; a form fitting red dress with velvet material and a thigh high split. Strappy heels curling your calves and jewelry adorning your neckline and ears. Almost entirely different contrasts from your day jobs..it’d be hard to even recognize the two of you without yellow armored suits and soot covering your faces. You had to admit, it felt nice to be dressed up for an occasion that didn’t involve work conferences. You had been in there a little too long for his liking, mainly because he was growing impatient and wanted to see the final product. In truth, he was sweating bullets, wondering just how he’d react to seeing you all dolled up..knowing you’d gone through the trouble just for him. Even his palms perspired..

“Jesus, rookie. Do you have molasses in your ass or something? I swear you take forever to get ready.”

but you wouldn’t keep him in suspense for long. He’d rise to his feet and moments later, he’d be graced with the sight of quite possibly the most beautiful thing he’d ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. “Don’t rush me. I know it’s your birthday but you don’t have to be a jerk..so, what do you think?” the door swung open and you came strutting out, an absolute vision of beauty and the sole object of his desire! Ace couldn’t even fathom what he was feeling. His eyes stretched wide open and voice caught in his throat. If you guys stayed in this room any longer, he had no guarantee you'd make it out! So he’d merely grasp your hand, placing a gentle peck atop it. No jokes or snide remarks. “..you look absolutely beautiful, mi amor.” The compliment brought you sheer butterflies. Smirking as he led the two of you out of the room. Tonight was sure to be one for the books.

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Viva! was unlike any other place either of you had frequented before. Ambient orange lighting set the tone for the atmosphere..lively music thumping through the speakers with Spanish lyrics and sleek, elegant interior. You guys arrived right at the rush..the late night date crowds and parties of young people chopping it up. It was bustling but amid all the chaos, Ace only had eyes for you..

“Alright, so I gotta ask and you better be honest with me.”

surrounded by a table full of emptied plates that were once carefully curated and styled with beautiful dishes, now consumed along with intricately mixed drinks, you guys sat across from one another, discussing the day and various other topics. Akin to that of a real couple..

“Go for it.”

“So why do you hate celebrating your birthday so much? I mean, it’s the one day out of the year that you get to feel special. It doesn’t make sense.” It was something that you and everyone else was dying to know as well. But the answer wasn’t exactly a simple one either. Truth be told, it had always been a sore subject for the vice fire chief. It started in his youth and the habit had stuck with him ever since. A secret he’d disclose only to you.

“Truth be told…my family was really poor growing up. My brothers and I were raised by our grandparents mainly, because our parents were in and out of trouble. Not that I hold it against them or anything because they were products of their environment, I still love them..but we had to grow up pretty fast because of that. We didn’t have time to focus on trivial things like birthdays, we had to survive and that was our only goal. So I guess it stuck, y’know? As you get older, the less people tend to care about those things. It’s just another day..” suddenly, you’d feel your heart sink and become heavy with a tinge of sadness. This entire time you’d spent giving him hell and he’d come from the very same side of the tracks you had. You two weren’t all that different, maybe that’s why you couldn't stand him because he was all too familiar..reminding you of your own trauma and upbringing. Without saying a word, he’d continue on with his speech. Continuing to pour your heart out now that you had him feeling sentimental..

“…I know you were probably convinced by my brothers and the guys at the firehouse to take me out. Hell, I don’t think anyone would willingly want to be around me this long. Even so, I appreciate you, rookie. For all of this. It means a lot.” ..in that moment, something within you broke. Those steel, guarded walls that had been shielding your heart finally began to crack. In that moment, Robin’s words would begin to sound off in your ear and all you could do is laugh. She was right! Dammit..she was always right. This man was so much more than what you thought of him and it took this whole ordeal to come to grips with that. Lowering your head, you’d begin to chuckle and reach over for his hand.

“You really are dumb. How many times do I have to tell you..no one gives me orders. Not even you..I’m exactly where I want to be right now. So enjoy yourself and stop acting as if you’re wrong for finally doing something nice for yourself. It’s your night.”

it was all he needed to hear, honestly. So he’d do exactly that! He’d indulge in all of the drinks, laugh until his stomach hurt, he’d even ask for your hand in a dance. Promptly teaching you how to do a quick bachata. He truly had fun, and for the first time in his young life, he lived without guilt or consequence. No limitations or reservations and he allowed himself to enjoy the things he denied himself for so long. Peace, happiness and selfishness. For one night, it was all about Ace! The staff would come out with sparklers blazing around a tray with a slice of lava cake plated in the middle. Reading ‘Happy Birthday Ace’ around the perimeter. He’d stare at the dessert, contemplating for a moment before you spoke.

“Well, what are you gonna wish for?” And he knew just the thing..the only thing he wanted..blowing out the single candle as he closed his eyes and set his manifestation into the universe. You’d catch the whole thing on film to commemorate the moment. It was a night that would remain freshly implanted in your memories for a long time. But it was far from over..

so fast forward an hour or so..from a quick Uber ride across town to the hotel elevator where you couldn’t keep your hands..or lips to yourselves, you’d vehemently make out the entire way to the room. Tipsy on one another with both alcohol and admiration..peeling each other out of those clothes and whispering naughty nothings into each other's ears. Him telling you how he was going to make you come until your mind went blank..and how you were going to let him use your mouth and throat to his heart's content. So debaucherous and lewd, but the steamy moment was only set to intensify. Because while you were gone, the hotel staff was equipping your suite with more of that delicious champagne from earlier, along with strawberries, ice, chocolate sauce and a few other things. He had no idea what was coming to him. As quiet as it was kept, you’d always wanted to spoil your partner like this and although your relationship was fairly complex, you’d take this all the same. So with pure lust fueling you, you’d rip one another out of those designer threads, letting them fall to the floor before you’d jump into his arms and he'd place you on the bed where he wasted not another moment utilizing those delicacies left here.

“Strawberries and chocolate, huh? If I didn’t know any better, rookie..I’d say you were a little freak. What’s next, handcuffs?” “Oh please, this pussy drives you crazy enough as is. You sure as hell wouldn’t leave me alone if I pulled that out.”

the real reason he couldn’t get rid of you is because you matched his wit perfectly! Always with a slick remark to his jokes. With you sprawled out before him, completely on display for his taking, you’d lie there as he dredged a strawberry over your lips before allowing you to suckle on it. Meanwhile, his fingertips, brandishing a piece of ice, slowly trailed down your torso all the way to your sensitive center. He watched your reactions in real time. Seeing you writhe, whimper and moan; begging him for more with your reactions. Tongue extended and lapped over that strawberry before biting into it. “More, baby? Is that what you want?” Taunting the question whilst that ice cube resided over your clit. Making it melt with the direct reaction to your sticky heat..such a beautiful sight. “Yes!..please..” the first time in a while since he’d heard you in such a submissive manner. He wanted you so badly..to sink his cock into you once more but he wanted to truly get you so stimulated and aroused, you wouldn’t be able to bear another moment without him. Very lightly coating his fingers in that sweet sauce, he’d allow you to suck every remnant of it off whilst still circulating that cube over your bud. Positioning that head up as if he were cradling you. “Good girl..show me how you’re gonna use that mouth. Keep sucking like that and I’ll let you get the real thing..” just that quickly, he’d turn you from sarcastic, snarky brat to his obedient, whiny slut. He couldn’t ask for more!

Ace persisted with his foreplay for as long as he saw fit; bringing you to the edge of climatic bliss, only to snatch it away. Upon training your mouth, he’d graduated you from strawberries and fingers to the beaming tip of his cock. Positioned on his knees as he instructed you to keep yours parted whilst his fingers explored your dripping core. Maneuvering around to stretch that tight little cunt to his liking. Meanwhile, your throat served as merely a vessel for his unrelenting pleasure. Gagging erupting as he pushed and forced your head down onto his shaft. Becoming far more aggressive than he was prior. It seemed that he was finally sick of showing restraint. “That’s it, baby…take it deep. Take that fucking dick down your throat. Gag on it—fuck, just like that.” His deep tone teeming with lust. Meanwhile, the only thing that you could do was whimper, moan and gurgle as he used your mouth so carelessly. Those eyes were smeared with the beautiful application of makeup you had worked so hard on. You looked an absolute mess but your body told a different story. That juicy little center was leaking from this brutal treatment. Loving the sensation brought forth by being manhandled. Choked, slapped and even your jaws getting filled with globs of saliva. Swallowing and licking his balls as he jerked himself above your face. “Yeah, look at me while you do it, baby. Let me see how much you love being my little slut.” He may have been bashful but the two places his confidence shone were on the battlefield and in the bedroom. This man was like an entirely different person behind closed doors. One you’d gladly allow you to use your body in any way he saw fit. “What do you say when I spit in that pretty mouth, huh? Don’t tell me you forgot your manners..” “..thank you, daddy. Give me more, please.” To which he’d oblige. Before long, you found yourself on top of him, positioned perfectly on his cock as it resided in your hilt. Although you were a complete wreck already, he was far from done. He wanted to claim you in mind, body and spirit..have you so addicted, you would feel like oxygen had escaped your lungs when he wasn’t around. Turned in a reverse cowgirl position, Ace clutched your hips and guided you up and down to his leisure. Your pussy stuffed to the brim and throbbing around his cock. All you could do was gasp as those hard thrusts jolted you around.

“You didn’t think I’d take it easy, did you? Nah, baby. I wanna hear you fucking scream. I want you coming all over this dick..”

firm in his intent, roughly bucking those hips into the plump of your ass. When you couldn’t contain yourself, he’d take the liberty of folding your legs behind your head in a sitting full nelson. An intricate but effective position. One he could claim that cunt in without limitations. Your eyes would fluctuate between open and closed, stuck in your skull and front and center. Your entire body was riddled with ecstasy and it wouldn’t be long until you’d find yourselves reaching that breaking point. Even so, it didn’t stop either of you from wanting more than your share. You wanted it to hurt..to feel every part of him. To fuck his frustrations, emotions and all out on you. All those times he couldn’t have a happy ending. For when he’d spent another year getting older but all alone..drowning his sorrows in a bottle, you wanted tonight to be the atonement for that. For him to feel nothing but joy!

“Oh my God! Right there, baby. Please..take this pussy. It’s yours..fuck—“

so through all of the salacious cries and dirty desires, you wanted to know above all else..he was special.

“Yeah? It’s all mine?” His tone was still rough but cooing as he relentlessly pounded up into you. Forcing tears down your cheek. Although they were purely of joy. That much was apparent by the look on your face. You were in utter bliss. So full of ecstasy and happiness! You’d never felt anything like this. What was it?…it was far more than just the normal lust you two experienced together. “God, I love this pussy so much..I love you. I love you so much, baby. Oh my gosh, I can’t get enough of it..” admitting so carelessly. He had no regrets. He’d known that he’d felt that way from the very start and maybe the alcohol made it easier to admit but he was done pretending. You were the only woman for him! So through tear filled eyes, you’d pant and try to hold it in, along with that brimming orgasm, but you couldn’t any longer.

“I love you more! I love you so much, Ace…please, I need you..”

those words were the ones he’d been dying to hear all along and he could tell you meant it. Meant every one..all he could do was think about how relieved he was. His heart couldn’t stop beating and neither of you could stop crying. It made an already surreal moment even more magical. When he’d instruct you to release at the same time as him. On the count of three, your trembling bodies explode like fireworks in a fit of pleasure and passion. The intensity dredged up so many feelings but only one thing was for certain when he found the strength to reposition you onto your back..cradling your face into his palm as he hoped to quell you. Telling you how great of a job you’d done. He had to know, he had to say it for real this time.

“Did you mean that, baby? Do you really love me?..” and it was simple. It was the same a million times over:

“Yes…I love you, Ace. And I’m so sorry it took me this long to realize it. You were never my enemy. I should’ve seen that sooner. I hope you can forgive me.”

touching his face and swiping his tears away with your thumb. All he could do was sob tears of utter bliss in that moment. He was finally able to be vulnerable, no longer able and not needing to hold back his emotions. It made you see just how much he needed you all the same. “Wait, what’s wrong?” You were worried. But truthfully, there was no need. Because as it turns out, you’d granted him the one thing he’d wanted more than any shoes or watches out of today and that was your heart! He wanted to hear you finally utter those words and he got it. To him, this was hands down the best birthday ever!

“Nothing at all. It’s just that..all my wishes came true tonight. If that’s not heaven smiling down on me, I don’t know what is.” “Because no one deserves it more than you..happy birthday, my love.”

and you only hoped that you’d get to experience so many more by his side!

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dilemmaontwolegs · 6 months

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hiiii, I'm new here. saw that your reqs r closed but I'd like to share one scenario idea. the choice is yours whether to write it or not.

Daniel (or Carlos) is your bff. You see each other rarely because of his career. It's summer break, he's back home and you've just had your heartbroken by an asshole. You convince you friend group that you need to go out & celebrate Daniel's (or Carlos') comeback in the hope of getting laid. As the night goes on the driver is more n more frustrated with the guys you choose. He get a lil too much to drink n becomes possessive of you, starts touching you intimately and doesn't care about people surrounding. The night ends in a bedroom where he fucks you slow and sensually like he thinks you deserve and none of those jackasses in the club could

hope you've a nice vacation

Peace out ✌🏾

This is for Carlos since Daniel hasn't gotten rid of that moustache yet

Red Flags || CS55

Warnings: 18+ only, NSFW, smut, oral, friends to lovers WC: 2.4k

It hurt a little that the first notification you received that Carlos was back home came from a gossip page you followed. Maybe it shouldn’t come as such a surprise when a distance had grown after you started dating Marco, you weren’t sure if Carlos even knew what had happened since the last time you spoke to him. Your families were close, but even your parents were reluctant to speak to anyone about the breach of privacy your ex had caused, the photos he had tried to leak. It had cost a huge sum to keep them from being published and you had been trying to get over the betrayal since.

Recent coping methods included the company of your friends and the string of nightclubs that lined the beachfront.

“I picked up a stray,” Liana called out as she walked into your house without knocking. You could always count on your friend to be up for a party and she had accepted the invite before anyone else. You stuck your head out of the living room where you had been pouring yourself a stiff drink and found her arm curled around the back of Carlos. “A handsome one too.”

You couldn’t believe it had been nearly six months since you last saw him and it looked like he had somehow matured even more. His beard had filled out to cover his entire jaw and his hair was lush and dark.

Excitement filled you and you rushed towards him as he opened his arms with a smile. “Carlito!”

“Bomboncita,” he replied with a laugh, his strong arms tightening around you as he picked you up and twirled in a circle. “Missed you too.”

“Come out with us, let’s celebrate your win!” You didn’t wait for an answer as you rushed back to get your clutch with your ID and cash.

“She just wants to get laid,” Liana whispered to Carlos. “You can help me keep her away from any red flags.”

There was one thing you could always count on and that was Liana to be the mother of the group. More mature than the rest of your friends put together, she always made sure you got home safe. Everyone else lived in the city but the mansion your parents had given you was out on the coast, thankfully she was more than happy to sober drive for you. Unfortunately, the only cars on the driveway were two seater sports cars.

That was how you ended up starting your night sitting on Carlos’ lap.

“This reminds me of old times, bombón,” he murmured as you looped an arm around his neck and held on tight.

“I don’t know how you passed basic maths,” you shot back with a laugh before looking at Liana. “He would always invite more people than we have seats for during the summer break.”

Liana shook her head with a smirk. “Maybe he just liked having you on his lap.”

“What guy wouldn’t,” you joked, well accustomed to the years of teasing over your close friendship with Carlos. But for all the times you sat in this very position, he had never seen you as more than a friend.

“Should we stop her?” Carlos asked, a quiet growl in his words as he watched you dance with another man. Your hips were too enticing, too sexy, and he had to look away to down his drink and quench the sudden thirst he had.

Liana didn’t seem fazed by your ability to hook a man in with a seductive smile and dance with them until Carlos interrupted or they said something that made you push them away.

“No way, she deserves to have some fun after what happened with Marco.”

He placed the empty glass on the bartop and turned his attention to Liana, a frown etched into his forehead. “What happened with Marco?”

“Oh, she should probably be the one to tell you. I thought you knew.”

A woman in a very low cut dress slipped between Liana and Carlos, interrupting their conversation as she placed a hand on his arm. “You’re that driver, right? Want to dance?”

Carlos shook his head with a polite ‘no thanks’ and brushed her hand off his, rubbing the spot on his sleeve to erase the feel of her touch. “What did he do, Lee?”

The tone left no arguing and Liana chewed her lip nervously before giving in and leaning closer so no one overheard.

Rage burned through Carlos in a way he had never felt before. He had felt anger, sure, frustration too, but this was white hot and liquid molten in his veins, deep in his core. He was lucky that Marco wasn’t in the same city or he would surely be finding himself on the wrong side of the law at that moment.

Carlos didn’t even realise he had crossed the room until his fist bunched into the shirt of the man holding you close and he pushed the stranger away, ignoring the protests he made.

“Carlito!” you giggled as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “Dance with me.”

Some of the fire eased as your fingers twirled the strands of hair at his nape and his hands came to rest naturally on your hips as he pulled you closer. “We have a lot of catching up to do, bomboncita.”

You looked up as the odd tone cut through your buzz and immediately knew what he knew. His own eyes were a little unfocused and you could smell the whiskey on his breath, not helping him to control his emotions. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

The air hissed between your teeth as you sucked in a breath and dipped your chin down so you didn’t have to look him in the eyes. “You would have said I told you so.”

His hand slipped away from your body and you missed the heat of it instantly but then it was cradling your throat, his thumb pushing your chin back up and forcing you to connect with his dark irises. “I told you he wasn’t good for you, he wouldn’t treat you how you deserve.”

“Carlito...” It was a familiar argument every time you had a boyfriend. He would always find reasons to dislike them.

“Listen, please, bombón,” he said as he took a step closer so every inch of his body was flush against yours. His lips brushed your cheek as he turned your head away and whispered the secret he had kept all these years. “Let me show you how you should be treated.”

Surprise filled you and you licked your dry lips at the thought of what he was implying. “Here?” you asked breathlessly and his laugh warmed your cheek.

“No, bombón,” he all but purred as he teased the column of your neck with his nose and his hands danced over the curve of your ass. “What I want to do to you…no, not here.”

His eyes narrowed at someone behind you and you turned to see it was someone you had been dancing with earlier. You couldn’t remember his name, or maybe he hadn’t even told you it, either way you had no interest in taking the drink he offered.

“Red flag, mate,” Carlos growled as he pulled you under his arm and put himself between you and the stranger. “Walk away.”

The man wisely walked away and you laughed as you stepped back into Carlos’ arms. He had held you a thousand times over your long friendship but the way he held you now, possessive and jealous, it changed everything. There was no going back to how it used to be.

“I kind of like this new you,” you teased as you danced with him, turning in his arms and rocking your hips in time to the beat. “So commanding, Carlito, why don’t you try it on me?”

His lips cocked up in a smirk that you saw as you peeked over your shoulder and dragged his hands down your body. “Because you’ve never listen to anything I say.”

Turning to face him, you looped your arms around his neck and brushed your lips softly over his before you could change your mind. “Maybe you just never said what I wanted to hear.”

Carlos swallowed as he saw your pupils dilate with lust and the thin material of your dress did little to hide the fact you wore no bra beneath it, your peaked nipples begging him to take them in his mouth. “We need to leave,” he groaned as he squeezed your ass and bit his lip, “before I get us both into a lot of trouble.”

You barely remembered to thank Liana for dropping you off at home. You barely remembered the drive when every ounce of your brain capacity was spent trying to behave yourself while you sat on Carlos’ lap. You tried to keep still on the corners but you felt his hard length beneath you with each turn and squirm.

It seemed to take forever for Liana to finally pull into your driveway and your foot tapped the tile floor impatiently while she drove off and you slapped the button on the wall to close the gates. You didn’t wait to see them close as Carlos’ lips were on yours and his feet led the way blindly through your home.

Your bed was a mess. You hadn’t planned on bringing a stranger back to your place, but Carlos was no stranger, in fact, he knew you better than anyone ever could or would. He smiled knowingly as he laid you down on the sheets, kneeling between your legs as they parted for him.

His shirt had been abandoned somewhere on the stairs, your dress along the hallway, his trousers at the foot of your bed. You had seen him in this state of undress before, when you would sneak out as teenagers and go for midnight swims in the bay, but the moonlight had left the memory faded. In the light of your room, his skin glowed and shadows highlighted the dips of his defined muscles that lined his body. It was like seeing him in colour for the very first time.

“Are you okay, bombón?” he asked as his fingers danced down your legs lightly, tickling your skin and leaving goosebumps behind until he reached your heels. His thick fingers shouldn’t have been able to remove the delicate clasps so gracefully but he eased each shoe off before massaging the aching soles of your feet. “You look like you are thinking too hard.”

“I am thinking you are going way too slow,” you teased. His thumb hit the right spot in your arch and a moan parted your lips while he chuckled at your reaction.

“I told you, princesa, I’m going to show you how you deserve to be treated.” Tantilisingly slowly, he massaged his way up your legs, devoting his time to your relaxation until you were putty in his hands. Your legs were trembling in anticipation when his thumbs finally reached the laced edge of your panties and he let out an unsteady breath at the damp patch darkening the material. You lifted your hips for him as he hooked his fingers into the waistband and dragged them down your legs. “I want to taste you, princesa.”

“Please, Carlos,” you begged as he licked his full lips enticingly.

You recognised the look in his eyes, the one that told you to be patient and the groan that had been building morphed into a gasp when he grabbed your hips and pulled you onto his thigh. The pressure was teasing and you rocked your hips wanting more as he blanketed you with his body and sealed his lips around your breast.

“Fuck,” you moaned as his tongue flicked over your nipple, sending bolts of lightning to your core as you tightened your legs around his thigh and combed your fingers into his hair. “Oh god, do that again.”

He was more than happy to follow your command and you felt like your body would ignite beneath him. He sensed the change in your body as your breathing laboured and a sweat broke out across your skin. “Not yet,” he warned as he kissed his way up your neck and captured your lips in a blistering kiss. “I want to taste you when you come, princesa.”

Your eyes fluttered shut as you shamelessly rode his thigh, the pressure building. “Then you better hurry up.”

A whimper escaped with the disappearance of his leg but when you opened your eyes you were struck by his dark ones, watching you watch him make his way down your body. You sucked in a sharp breath as you felt him blow a cold breeze over your skin and you shivered as he warmed it again with his tongue.

“I’m starting to think you get off on teasing me,” you whispered with a strained voice.

“I simply get off on you,” he replied just as quietly.

The questions you had were erased with the leisurely stroke of his tongue, tasting you for the first time. He hummed at the reward he had earned with his teasing and his fingers gripped your thighs tighter as he held you spread open for him to devour.

The room filled with the sweet sounds that clawed from your throat as your head swum and your legs quivered. The salacious song grew louder when Carlos curled one finger into your cunt, then two. He pumped his digits as his tongue circled your clit and together they threw you over the edge and you came with undulating waves that rocked your body against his lips.

“Carlito…” you panted as he lapped at your dripping folds, indulging in the decadence he had been craving for years.

“I love you,” he admitted as he rose above you.

You reached for his face, your thumb tracing the shape of his swollen lips that were still shiny with your arousal. “I love you too.”

“No more red flags,” he said as he lined himself with your entrance. “You’re mine, princesa.”

“I’m yours,” you echoed as you pulled his face to yours and sealed the promise with a kiss.

“You always have been.”

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marcobodtlives · 2 months

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Quick Marco doodle ‘cus I got sleepy during my lecture today 😅

#eish #stay focused ash #his lil freckles got me going ‘🥰’#I know that’s not what shoulders look like okay sue me #my doodles #my art #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #marco bodt #or if you wanna be funky:#marco bott #fanart #aot fanart

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sharks31 · 6 months

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Tension

ace x f!reader

MDNI! 18+ content below the cut

cw: a lil angst, marco being marco, oral (f!receiving), unprotected sex, creampie

wc: 3.3k

It had always been there, the tension between you and Ace. No matter how many guys you hooked up with or how many women you watched him leave bars with, it always remained. It could’ve been resolved by now, in your personal opinion. All you guys needed to do was fuck it out of your systems. But for some reason you had never been able to place, Marco stepped in the way every single time it looked like you might finally resolve the biting tension.

Until one day, it all finally made sense. In the past, you’d never been sober enough the night of or bold enough the next day to ask him why. But on this particular night, as you watched Ace leave the bar with a new woman from this random island, it finally clicked. Having arrived later than the rest of the crew, you hadn’t had quite as much to drink as you normally would’ve by this point, and for the first time it hurt to watch Ace walk out the door with the pretty blonde draped around his waist.

Your eyes widening in realization, you looked over to see Marco already watching you with a soft expression on his face from his seat next to you. He knew you finally realized it, realized the gravity of the situation. It was never just sexual tension to you. You genuinely liked Ace. As more than just a friend or a potential hookup. And it hurt more than you ever would’ve thought to see him walk out with someone else.

“Let’s get you back to the ship yoi.” he muttered, sliding an arm around your shoulders and scooting you out of the booth. You couldn’t respond, in a state of shock over this new revelation, not even noticing when Marco whispered back and forth with Thatch and Izou, all three of them frowning, before he led you out of the bar.

After a silent walk back to the Moby Dick, your eyes finally lifted from the ground as Marco led you to your bedroom door. Almost as soon as the door opened, the shock lifted and the tears started. Upon hearing your choked sob, Marco lifted you up and carried you over to your bed as you clutched onto his shirt and sobbed into his chest. “H-how did I … I not know?” you finally whispered out in between sobs.

“I knew. I saw the way you looked at him even if you didn’t realize it.” he whispered back. “I stopped you all those times because of it. I knew he wouldn’t consider it anything more than a hook-up and I was trying to protect you. I’m sorry you figured it out like this yoi.”

The sobs only wracked your body harder in response as he laid back against your head board and rubbed circles on your back as you curled into him. Listening to his heart beat and trying to control your breathing, the exhaustion set into your body as your eyes started to close.

“Stay, please Marco. I can’t be alone right now.” you muttered as your consciousness started to slip.

“I’m not going anywhere (Y/N). You’ll be okay yoi. Get some rest.”

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Rolling over when the headache split through your sleepiness, you were thoroughly confused to feel another body next to you. Peeling your eyes open, you came face to face with Marco’s chest as he slept soundly next to you, still in his clothes from the night before. The headache only seemed to get worse as the memories flooded back and you were faced with the reality of a new day.

Marco’s eyes fluttered open only a moment later to the sight of tears already starting to gather in the corners of your eyes, immediately pulling you into him when you started to cry softly, pain throbbing through your temples in response.

“It’ll be alright yoi. Let’s get up so you can get a shower and we can get some breakfast, yeah?”

You nodded against his chest, tears dissolving into stuttered breaths before you began to untangle yourselves and climb out of bed. Stepping over to your dresser, you grabbed some new clothes and a towel before following Marco out of the room and down the hall.

You nodded your assent that you would find Marco in his room after your shower as you turned and padded into the women’s bathroom, immediately cranking the heat all the way up in an attempt to banish the headache and lingering feeling of tears that enveloped you. Standing and staring at the wall, your mind began to run through the possibilities of how on earth you were going to face Ace. Would everything be normal? Would you be able to handle everything being normal? No. Probably not. But what choice did you have? He didn’t know the truth, and you never wanted him to know the truth. Finally, with a shaky exhale, you exited the shower as the water started to grow cold, quickly drying off and clothing yourself before peering into the foggy mirror to assess the bags that had undoubtedly formed under your eyes.

Grumbling about how swollen your eyes looked, you finally sauntered down the hall to Marco’s room, finding the door already open as he sat at his desk pouring over some paperwork while he waited.

Looking up, he smiled softly. “Come on, let’s go get you some breakfast before it gets cold yoi. I’ll have Thatch brew you some fresh coffee.”

Nodding, you muttered a rather hoarse “okay” as he guided you down to the mess hall and straight through to the kitchen, missing the pair of eyes that trailed your figures your entire way through the room.

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Marco had stuck by your side the entire day, occasionally switching out with Thatch or Izou if he was needed for something. You were grateful, having avoided Ace thanks to them keeping you busy, although he plagued your thoughts regardless of his absence.

But, you couldn’t avoid him the entire day, much to your dismay. After seeking shelter in the kitchen while Thatch cooked dinner, you ambled into the mess hall to join Marco and Izou only to find Ace sitting across the table from them with Deuce. Sliding into the seat between the two commanders, you kept your eyes down on your plate as Ace rambled on about something funny somebody had done earlier in the day. Normally, you’d be listening and laughing along with the rest of them, if you could’ve bared to even look in his direction you probably would’ve been.

After poking around at your food for awhile, Marco nudged you with an expectant stare when you finally lifted your head.

“Huh?”

“You tuned out yoi. Deuce asked you a question.”

Fixing you eyes on Deuce as you turned, you flushed slightly as you asked him to repeat the question.

“I only asked if you had any exciting conquests this week on the island. You always seem to have good stories,” he responded with a chuckle laced in his words.

Your whole body tensed as you fought to keep from glancing at Ace, wanting to know how he had reacted to such a question. Feeling Marco rest a hand on your shoulder, some of the tension dissipated as you forced a chuckle, “No no, not this week. Nobody exciting in that bar at least.”

“Oh come on! I totally saw someone you would go for the other night! You totally would’ve jumped at that guy!”

Fighting the urge to glare back at Deuce as he prolonged the conversation, you waved your hand dismissively, simply saying he probably wasn’t all that interesting. Thankfully, Izou jumped to your rescue by steering the conversation onto Deuce’s own escapades in the past week, as he was more than happy to start rambling on about all the women he’d managed to sweet talk into bed.

As your eyes returned to your plate, you missed the glare shared between Marco and Ace, a mix of questioning and warning from both men as they turned away from one another again.

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Walking back to your room that night with Marco, you thought about how on earth you were going to face Ace on your own in the coming days. When you finally reached the door, he turned to you with a soft smile, “You gonna be alright tonight yoi?”

“Yeah yeah, I’ll be okay. Thank you for everything Marco.”

He wrapped you up in a hug, chin rested on top of your head, “Of course yoi. Get some rest. My door’s unlocked if you need me”

You muttered back a thank you and unwrapped yourself before you turned to open your door, walking in and shutting it behind you as you heard him walk down the hall. Stripping down to your underwear and throwing on a big t-shirt you’d undoubtedly stolen from one of the boys, you settled into the mattress as the stress and exhaustion of the day set in, pulling your eyes shut almost immediately. Without enough time for your mind to wander, you settled into sleep quickly, nestled in the numerous blankets piled up on your bed.

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Not even an hour later, Ace stood outside your room staring at your door. Debating with himself, he tried to decide whether he should knock or just go back to his own room and get some rest. Nearly five minutes later, his fist finally raised to the door as he rapped on it softly.

“(Y/N)? Are you awake?” he called out, pushing your door open when you didn’t respond. Upon laying eyes on your sleeping figure, he slipped into the room and planted himself in the chair next to your bed. Watching your body rise and fall as you laid on your side facing away from him, he sighed, trying to decide if it was worth waking you up. Before he could make a decision, his head dropped back as he fell asleep himself.

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Slowly waking up, you groaned when you opened your eyes and realized it was still dark outside. Fluttering your eyes back shut, you settled back into the mattress before furrowing your brows when you registered that there was, in fact, someone snoring in your room. Jolting up, you were shocked to find Ace knocked out in the chair next to you, head leaned back as he slept soundly in what had to be one of the most uncomfortable positions ever. Blinking to make sure you weren’t hallucinating, you reached out and flicked him on the forehead, hard, in a bid to wake him up.

Shooting up in his chair, he looked bewildered, immediately hissing at you “Ow! What the fuck was that for?”

“Me? What the fuck are you doing? Why are you even in here in the middle of the night?” you seethed back, not nearly awake enough to contend with facing him in that moment.

Rubbing the spot where you flicked him, Ace muttered something unintelligible into the darkness of the room.

“You gotta speak up bud. What the fuck are you doing in here?”

“I just came to ask you why the hell you avoided me all day! You didn’t talk to me a single time, you wouldn’t even look at me at dinner!” he nearly shouted back, clearly frustrated.

Shrinking into yourself, you quickly shot back “I wasn’t avoiding you. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh come on. This is ridiculous. If this is about last night then I don’t understand what you’re so worked up about.”

You froze, staring at him unblinking for a moment before muttering “Last night?” under your breath.

“Yes last night!” he snapped. “First I have to hear from Deuce this morning that you left the bar with Marco last night only to find the two of you in bed together! And then neither of you will even look at me all day? Why the fuck would you two not just talk to me?”

You eyes widened, “Woah woah woah I didn’t sleep with Marco, don’t be ridiculous. He’s like my older brother.” you muttered, adding “that’s gross” under your breath with a grimace.

Ace rolled his eyes with a huff, “Oh please. You expect me to believe that you just ended up with Marco in your bed after leaving the bar early with him yesterday? Hard to believe with your track record.”

“You shut your fucking mouth. You know nothing you intrepid asshole.” you seethed. “I left with Marco because I was upset by you! You leaving with that stupid fucking blonde wrapped around you. So don’t give me jack shit about my track record you dickhead!”

Your eyes shot wide as you watched Ace’s brows furrow in response to what you said. Oh shit, I just said that out loud. What the fuck do I say now?

“Okay,” he muttered, confusion evident on his face, “so you didn’t sleep with Marco. But why were you upset about me leaving with some random blonde girl? How is this any different from normal?”

Weighing your options in your head, none of them seemed good right now. So, in your state of sleep delirium (at least that’s what you chose to believe), you went with honesty. After a deep breath, you finally responded, “Because I like you Ace. I didn’t realize until last night. Usually I’m too drunk to think about it when you leave with some random girl and I leave after with some random guy. But it hurt last night. I didn’t know before.”

The tears started to fall as you shook your head when you took in his dumbfounded expression. You curled in on yourself as he sat there and stared at you, unmoving and unblinking in the darkness.

“You … you like me? You mean it?” he finally whispered. As soon as your head nodded, he launched out of the chair, planting his hands on either side of your face and crashing his lips into yours. Your eyes widened for a moment before you instinctually started to kiss him back, whining when he pulled away to look at you.

“I’ve liked you for ages you moron. I only hooked up with random girls all the time because I thought I had no shot with you. I. Like. You. So. Much.” he whispered, punctuating each word of the final sentence with a kiss. Your tears became tears of joy as you pulled him back into your lips, allowing him to nudge his tongue into your mouth as you fell back on your bed and he settled on top of you. His lips trailed down to your neck as he started to grind his bulge against you, eliciting a breathy moan.

“God I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you (Y/N). This doesn’t feel real.”

Yanking him back up to look him in the eyes, you slid you hand underneath his waist band to palm at his rapidly hardening cock. “Oh it’s real babe.” you snickered when his head dropped to your collarbone with a moan as you stroked his length.

“Lose this fucking shirt right now.”

Your hand retreated as he ripped your shirt over you head, immediately setting his lips to your collarbone in a trail of hickeys and bringing his hands up to tweak you nipples. His hips started to roll against your thigh as he trailed his lips down your sternum, before slowly moving his way down to your inner thighs. Bringing his fingers up to your cunt over your panties, he relished in the wet spot already starting to seep through.

“So wet for me already. What do you say we lose these?” he drawled with a smirk on his face as he snapped your waistband. With a gasp and an adamant nod from you, he hooked his fingers through them and dragged them down your legs, tossing them somewhere in the room as he settled back down in front of you. Eyes locked onto yours, you held your breath as Ace leaned forward and flicked his tongue up your slit, curling around your clit and groaning at your taste. You moaned out as he suddenly dove in, licking and sucking at the bundle of nerves as if it was his last meal.

“O-oh my god Ace oh my god.” you nearly whimpered as your hand trailed down to settle into his hair, the other fisting at the sheets below you as he brought two fingers up to your entrance, slipping them in with ease from how wet you were. The coil in your core was tightening rapidly as his fingers pumped inside you while his tongue continued its assault on your clit. The groan he let out in response to you pulling his hair vibrated through you, snapping the coil without warning as your thighs tightened around his head. Eliciting a nearly guttural moan from you, Ace’s tongue lapped up everything you had to give him.

When your back finally flattened back onto the bed, Ace had already stripped himself of the rest of his clothes and was now hovering over you, face glistening with your slick as he looked down at you with a nearly sinister smirk. “You taste better than I could’ve ever imagined.” Settling himself down onto you, tip prodding at your entrance, he brought his mouth down to your own, immediately forcing his tongue into your mouth to let you taste yourself.

Finally pushing in, his breath hitched as your back arched and a moan escaped you, his hips quickly coming flush with yours as he snapped forward. Ace threw his head back as he brought your legs up over his shoulders, nearly putting you into a mating press as his cock nudged at your cervix. “So tight baby. God I’m going to fuck you into this mattress,” he muttered bringing his head down into your neck as his hips started to roll into yours experimentally. Bringing your hands over his shoulders, your nails digging into his back as he started to pick up the pace. He quickly started driving you into the mattress with what seemed to be almost all of the strength he could muster, planting blooming hickeys along your neck in the process.

Your legs slipped off his shoulders, only to wrap tightly around his waist as he continued to fuck into you like his life depended on it. The slapping of skin and both of your moans and groans rang throughout the room as Ace brought his hands up to yank your hips closer, watching your tits bounce as he fucked you.

The coil in your stomach began to tighten again, rapidly driving you towards the brink from the sheer force with which he rammed your g-spot. “A-ace ‘m so close p- fuck - please.”

“I got you love. C’mon (Y/N). Cum with me.” His fingers trailed down to your clit and started drawing fast circles on the swollen bud as his pace started to stutter, rapidly driving you both to the edge as you tightened around him. Ace’s hips snapped forward hard one final time as he spilled inside you with a low moan hidden in your neck, triggering your own release. He rocked his hips back and forth a few times to prolong both of your highs, planting his lips to your neck as the pleasure coursed through you.

Panting as his body slumped against yours, you brought your hand up to run your fingers through his hair as you both basked in the afterglow. Picking his head up, Ace leaned up to kiss you as he slid his softening cock out of you with a hiss, fighting the urge to fall asleep as he got up to pick up your shirt and his boxers.

“You know this is my shirt right?” he asked with a raised eyebrow and knowing grin. You grumbled in response, turning away with a blush coating your cheeks as he snickered and pulled the shirt over your head in spite of your muttering. “C’mere.” he muttered, pulling you into his chest as he flopped back onto your bed, yanking you over to settle against his chest as he traced his fingers over your hip.

“You’re mine now y’know. Not letting anyone else touch you. Marco included.” Ace suddenly whispered against your hair. You snickered in response “I can’t believe you were jealous of Marco of all people. As if. He’s always just been my brother Ace.”

“Yeah yeah whatever. Go to sleep so we can see the look on his face in the morning.” You laughed in response, realizing he had fallen asleep immediately after muttering the last word. With a soft smile, you nestled into his chest and let sleep claim you again, this time much more contently with Ace finally in your arms.

a/n: shawty🙇🏻‍♀️ i had way too much fun writing this one

#ace smut #portgas d ace smut #one piece smut #one piece #op smut #ace one piece #portgas ace x reader #portgas d ace #one piece ace #portgas ace smut

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zaimta · 1 year

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Hello! Wondering if you could do Ace, Shanks and Marco with a gender neutral reader who got themselves stuck in handcuffs and needs help getting out? Totally cool if not though haha. Have a nice day </3

a/n- this right here made me giggle a lil, sorry for the long wait!!

˗ˏˋ«────── « 𓆩♡𓆪 » ──────»

˗ˏˋPORTGAS D. ACE

literally the reason you’re in this mess he dared you to do it and he didn’t think you would

“i dare you to put those sea prism handcuffs on over there.”

you rolled your eyes and shot ace a glare “now why would i do that-“

“i’ll give you one thousand berri.”

you quickly thought it over and walked over to the handcuffs while ace giggled slightly and watched in anticipation to see if you would do it.

once you walked up to the handcuffs you immediately put them on not even thinking about how you would get out at the moment, until ace walked over laughing and threw his arm over your shoulder and his laughter stopped suddenly. you both stared off into the distance as if you were looking at an invisible camera

you struggle against the cuffs and stare blankly “i can’t get out. can i.”

“nope.” he popped the ‘p’ and you both sighed.

“you owe me two thousand berri just for this.”

˗ˏˋMARCO

disappointed ™️

“marco i need your help.”

marco turned around from his studies and turned to face you “what’s going on lov- oh.” he looked at you then the handcuffs and then sighed deeply while pinching the bridge of his nose

“what did we say about getting into bets with ace.” he rose a single brow

you sighed in annoyance you felt as if you were being scolded like a child "only bet with him if you know you can live without all your berri and your dignity."

he ran a hand down his face and lead you out by gently putting a hand on the small of your back “come on let’s go find someone who can get these off of you, you might lose an arm or two in the process but you’ll be fine” he smiled slightly while chuckling under his breath

“im sorry what.”

˗ˏˋSHANKS

you were drunk and you were dared by yassop who was drunk as well and it didn't end well for either of you

"hey y/n wanna have a drinking contest? loser has to do whatever society allowing dare the winner chooses." yassop challenged you with a cocky grin, causing you to roll your eyes with a grin "you're on but don't become a sore loser when I win." he chuckled "in your dreams n/n"

the two of you put up an even fight but unfortunately, the both of you tapped out at the same time completely drunk, your speech was slurred and all thought processes went out the window.

"hey since we both lost how about we do the dare together?" you suggested while smiling it was clear you didn't put thought into it, it was entertaining for your fellow crewmates to watch. what was even more entertaining, however, was that yassop agreed to your proposition.

"hey we know what we could do, how about trying on those handcuffs. i heard they're something new the marines cooked up." you said while pointing to your office where you had the handcuffs on your desk, you quickly retrieved them and slapped one handcuff on your wrist and the other on his.

"now what?" yassop asked staring at the handcuffs without a single thought running through his head. you shrugged "let's take them off...hm."

"n/n"

"yes?"

"you do have the keys right?"

"i do not."

the two of you slightly panicked, a slight panic turned into a moderate one, and soon enough, you were running around the deck like a pair of chickens without their heads. yelling about how you were stuck.

the two of you ran into shanks and you pleaded with him "please help us." shanks looked down at your wrists and busted out laughing, "no way! this is the best thing I've seen all day!"

"it's not funny!!" two of you shouted in unison at your captain.

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mvrtaiswriting · 2 years

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random ways in which one piece boys show you affection:

enjoy this lil headcanon about my beloved one piece boys; features monster trio + ace & marco.

sfw, no trigger warnings, fluff.

feel free to reblog, like, and leave a comment. i would very much appreciate it. if you enjoy my works, click here to read more or buy me a coffee.

luffy:

quick, unexpected kisses - everywhere. whichever part of your body is closer to him, he'll make sure to leave a soft kiss on it. he loves how your skin feels on his lips, how your smell always completely invade his senses.

zoro:

he would fix your hair, making them framing your face the way he prefers it; he loves tucking your hair behind your ears. he would also randomly play with your hair, running his fingers through it - and if you had long hair, he'd probably braid your hair. it something that really calms him down and that he almost does automatically after a while.

sanji:

this might sound obvious, but he would definitely cook your favourite meal. doesn't matter if it's a cake or a type of pasta, he would do anything in his power to make it the best meal you've ever had. Almost rewiring your taste buds to discover new, sensational ways of enjoying your food. he'd spend hours trying to perfect his recipe, he really wants to surprise you.

ace:

landing you his clothes. he opens his wardrobe and picks out his favourite shirts and just tell you how good you'd look wearing those. also, in intimate moments, he definitely puts his hat on your head. (also, you guys have matching necklaces - bc, why not???)

marco:

measures your heartbeat. wrapping your wrist in between his thumb and index fingers, carefully measuring your pulse. you find it strange at first, but he is a doctor and he is somewhat naturally inclined to keep certain values under control; he just wants to take care of you. also, he finds the rhythm of your heartbeat quit soothing.

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pls-hold-me-im-justa-weeb · 11 months

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Law x Marco x f!reader threesome drabble

So I'm completely up for doing a gn!reader or m!reader version of this.

Tw's: modern au!, reader spit roasted (marco behind, law in front), law has a pierced dick and tongue, dom!marco, switch!law, sub!reader, lawxmarco action, they wear condoms bc they're doctors.

Not that it's really important but I wrote it with these roles in mind: Surgeon!law, General practitioner! Marco, Physical Therapist! reader

OF COURSE ALL CREDIT TO ARTIST (signature on Law's thigh but I can't quite read it)

It was supposed to be a learning experience- a medical convention. One where you would make some connections with doctors to find out how you could improve your own practice. You'd learn about new surgeries that were being performed, and how your job would tie into the rehabilitation of the patients. Yet here you were, being used like the whore you were. You were spit roasted between two doctors you'd gotten friendly with at the convention, and had been hanging out with all day.

"Focus on me, sweetheart" a deep, raspy voice clouded by pleasure whispered above you, and you arched your back slightly so you could look up at him while he fucked your mouth. The angle sent the cock in your pussy pounding into your g-spot and you moaned at the pleasure, eyes rolling slightly. Tattooed hands cupped your jaw gently, thrusting harshly to the back of your throat. You gagged around his cock, and your gaze found his amber eyes. He was breathing heavily, tanned cheeks flushed with lust and the heat of the room. You sucked in your cheeks as he pulled out, as if trying to draw out his cum. He gritted his teeth, snapping his hips slightly as you jolted forward from a particularly hard thrust from behind you. A large, muscled body curled over your shaking form.

"Now now, he's not the one fucking this tight lil pussy, is he? Focus on me, yoi~" The other man murmured in your ear, running a tongue up the shell of it. He moaned quietly, gripping your ass as he continued his thrusts. You were overwhelmed, tears beginning to drip down your face as you desperately tried to focus on swirling your tongue around the pierced cock as it pistoned in and out of your mouth. It was so much. You were so close to cumming, you just needed a little more.

Your fluttering pussy and shaking thighs must have sent the message to the doctor behind you, and he curled his arm around your hip and began playing with your clit. White hot pleasure shot through your veins, gripping his dick in a vice with your pussy and moaning loudly. Strong fingers gripped your jaw in one hand, forcing it open. Your tongue lolled out, eyes rolled back in your head.

"F-fuck! shit! So tight!"

"I'm gonna cum just from the look on her face! Shit!"

You felt the Jacobs Ladder piercings rub against your tongue as his hips stuttered, and he pulled out to let his cum land on your cheeks and tongue.

A few more quick snaps of hips behind you had the doctor groaning through clenched teeth as he emptied himself in the condom choking his cock. His fingers rubbed your clit harder as he orgasmed, and it sent you to a higher plane of pleasure, and you felt yourself wet the bed.

You slowly came down from your high, a softening cock still buried in your soaking cunt and tattooed hands cradling your face gently, a thumb stroking over your left eye brow. You swallowed the cum in your mouth, barely focusing on the man in front of you.

"You with us?"

You nodded, panting hard. You collapsed onto the bed, the doctor's softening cock slipping out easily. You heard a deep chuckle behind you.

"We'll let you rest before the next round, lil birdie"

You felt some shuffling, but you were too fucked out to think much of it. It was only when you heard some wet smacking did you realize what was happening. Your eyes opened, landing on the beautiful site of the surgeon and doctor making out while Law's hole was worked open with the doctor's long fingers. Law was on his back, hands held above his head by Marco. You reached out unthinkingly, twining your fingers with both doctors.

"Keep him there for me, okay lil birdie?" Marco asked you with a smirk. You nodded tiredly, but scooted forward to kiss the surgeon while Marco kissed down his tattooed body. You felt Law jolt under you suddenly, and you gripped his hands tighter.

"Right there huh?" Marco chuckled. Law looked to the side, a blush adorning his cheeks. Cute. You went to work on his scruffy jaw and down his neck, painting purples and reds with your lips.

"You gonna answer him?" you teased. Law bit his lip, but you surged forward with a kiss, licking it from between his teeth. Your tongue found his, tracing the little steel ball that was present. You glanced back at Marco, who gave you a smug grin. You could see his forearm flex as he obviously hit Law's prostate.

"Ah!~ fuck! yes right there!" Law finally cried out.

"Sit on his face, pretty girl. Doctor's orders" Marco commanded teasingly. You shuffled forward, hesitantly straddling the surgeon's face, leaning forward slightly to keep his hands still. His fingers had shifted to thread between yours.

"Down"

You lowered yourself, hovering above his face, unwilling to suffocate the surgeon between your thighs. Law's eyes bored into yours, and he snatched his hands from yours, resting on the fat of your ass.

"He said sit." He said gruffly. He yanked you down, off balance and resting your entire weight on his face. You immediately tried to hover again, but his grip wouldn't let up. His tongue began licking your clit before dragging down to taste around your hole before tongue fucking you. His tongue piercing felt amazing. He used your slick along with his saliva, slurping as he flicked his piercing over your clit, sending you yelping and arching your back in pleasure. Your hands ended up resting on the surgeon's hip bones. Marco took the opportunity to remove his fingers from Law and tipped your head back to kiss you messily.

You could only moan, feeling your climax building. His tongue traced patterns on your clit, hurtling you towards your orgasm before dipping back into your cunt to keep you on the edge. Marco released your lips, and you saw his arm move. Law grunted into your soaked cunt, stuttering in his pattern as Marco put a condom on him.

"Make her cum like a good boy" he ordered. Law moaned, and immediately started devouring your cunt like his life depended on it. His tongue flicked and rolled over your clit, bringing you hurtling over the edge with a scream. As your thighs tensed and spasmed, Law kept you in place. He only eased his onslaught when you tapped his hip with your hand, and he let you slide back to fall sideways onto the bed. You sprawled on your back, trying to suck in enough oxygen to ease the black spots dancing in your vision.

"Lemme taste her" Marco muttered. Your eyes flicked over to him, fearful he would overstimulate your poor pussy, but he simply cradled Law's jaw and licked inside his mouth. He traced kisses over the wet part of the surgeon's face, ending with a nibble to his earlobe.

"Delicious. Now get on your hands and knees, over our girl-yoi."

Law sent the older doctor a withering look, but still followed orders, knowing that only mind-blowing pleasure would follow. Marco knelt behind him, lining himself up with his puckered hole he had stretched earlier.

"Wanna be fucked again, sweetheart?" Law asked, already panting with anticipation. A smirk curled his lip on one side, and the look sent your heart fluttering and heat pooling in your abdomen. You nodded, spreading your legs for him. One hand guided a thigh to press against your tummy, and you followed shyly with the other. Your calves were on his shoulders, and you felt utterly helpless.

"Good. It'll be my cock, but his rhythm. Ready?"

Your eyes widened in understanding, slick beginning to pool in your pussy again.

"I need you to be good and say it nice and loud, birdie" Marco's head peeked over Law's shoulder. You gulped, unsure of what you did in this life to be so blessed with this night.

"I-I wan-want to do it" you said, loud enough for Marco to hear. A sly grin curved the doctor's lips, and Law's brow furrowed as he started panting harder. Your eyes flicked down, only able to see Law's hard length between your thighs, but you knew Marco had started to enter Law.

"Sh-shit you're big" the surgeon muttered as he gritted his teeth. Marco placed a gentle kiss on Law's shoulder.

"What did you want to do, babe? Did you want to get fucked by Law's cock while I fuck his tight little ass?"

You nodded profusely, and Law groaned in embarrassment at the crude language while he was penetrated even deeper.

"Then say it."

Shame had no place in your mind anymore, not like this. Your lust-glazed eyes met Marco's steadily.

"I want Law's cock in my pussy while you fuck his ass, Marco please!"

"Good job, lil birdie-yoi~"

His dexterous fingers reached around Law's hip and lined him up with your dripping hole, using his last thrust to get balls deep in Law to sheath Law's pierced cock completely into you. The column of piercings on the underside of his dick added bumps and ridges that amplified the sensitivity of your hole, and you moaned.

Law sounded like he was almost in pain, grunting and panting loudly above you. Marco wasn't moving yet, but he was about to bust.

"Sh-shit. You're so tight. You're so deep" he addressed the both of you, his praises beginning to slur together.

Marco took another few moments, massaging Law's lower back. You took the moments to breathe, letting your fluttering cunt get used to the sensation of his piercings through the condom. You admired Law's face, brow scrunched with pleasure, eyes shut in focus to not cum immediately, and his kiss-swollen lips shining with spit.

Marco began pulling back, his hands pulling back Law's hips with him. You hissed out a breath at the slow drag of his cock on your walls. Marco quickly snapped his hips forward, burying his cock into Law's ass and in turn, burying laws cock into your soft cunt. Law cried out, fisting the sheets near your head. You moaned as he nudged that one spot deep inside, your sensitive pussy clamping around him.

The doctor pulled back again, this time not as slow. He slammed back inside again, and you and Law both released moans at the same time. Marco built up a rhythm, and the obscenity of it all had him moaning. He praised both you and the surgeon for being so tight, so good, so obedient.

"God your holes are so good for me. Just like that, yeah? You like fucking her? Your tight little ass is just sucking me in, and I bet she's just clampin' down on ya. Fuck! I won't last much longer-yoi!"

Your orgasm was quickly approaching as Law panted above you, clearly no better off. Your hands came to cradle his face, and you brought him down for a kiss as you crested over the edge. You were blinded, arching beneath him, moaning and even screaming their names like a mantra. You felt Law's heavy breaths on your lips and cheek as he followed you over, letting your pussy milk his cock as he released into the condom inside. You felt Marco thrust for a few more moments, Law moaning into your neck as he started to become overstimulated. The doctor finally let out a guttural moan, curling over Law's back as he shot rope after rope of cum into his own condom.

You took a minute to come back down, wrapping your arms around Law as he shook. Marco pulled out slowly, and guided Law's hips back from yours. The surgeon moaned as his over-sensitive cock left your tight walls and he collapsed on his side next to you.

"I know, I know. You did so good. You both did." he murmured gently. He removed Law's condom before disappearing to the bathroom. You heard running water distantly.

"Law?"

He only grunted in reply, but you squirmed to nestle yourself into his warm arms, kissing his tattooed chest. You let one arm come up and play with his soft raven locks, and he hummed in pleasure.

"That was amazing" you whispered breathlessly. A small chuckle left his chest, and you heard Marco approach.

"Yeah? Well we can do it again sometime" he said, a smile evident in his voice. A warm washcloth draped over your thigh and you jolted a little. A hand gently cleaned you up after you shifted, and you felt him cleaning Law at the same time.

"I got a bath going. C'mon. Let's get you two really cleaned up."

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