Numbers Game ~ Part 7
Numbers Game Masterlist
Pairings: Cross Guild x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 2397
Ao3 Link
Summary: Crocodile has a taste, and so do you. These powerful men have questions for their numbers girl, and they demand answers.
Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, 18+ ONLY, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Alcohol, Cigars, Swearing, Angst, Smut, Established Relationship, Manipulation, Humiliation, Pet Names, Power Imbalance, Cross Guild boys are VILLAINS, Guilt, Possessive Behavior, Teasing, Threats, Size Difference, Dom Dracule Mihawk, Cuckolding, Biting, Cunnilingus, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Blow Jobs, Rough Oral Sex, Hair-Pulling
A/N: I don't know what to say, lol. I hope you enjoy the meal
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Those eyes.
He had you trapped. Your heels were squirming on the carpet as you bit your lip, looking up at his intense expression from the chair he’d caged you in.
Even though he’d just watched you come in Mihawk’s lap, and had torn your dress off of you himself, you finally felt raw, exposed, under the heat of those pale eyes.
Your chest was heaving as you tried to speak.
He beat you to it, leaning even closer as his smoky breath warmed your skin. He brought the back of his hook to your cheek, the cool metal pulling a soft gasp from you.
“You believe I’ll take care of you, don’t you, Y/N?”
“Yes,” you managed, barely a whisper.
He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before returning, his eyes like molten metal against you as the coolness of his hook left your skin.
“You’re gonna be my sweet girl, aren’t you?”
You nodded, eyes wide as his head dipped, that pale gaze burning even more.
“Y-Yes, I will.”
He let out a soft, deep hum, the sound alone enough to make your eyes flutter. He waited for you to meet his gaze again, freezing you in place.
“You promise?”
These words felt like brands marking your body, changing you, claiming you forever.
He just waited. His scent and his warmth surrounded you. He wasn’t touching you at all, but it felt like he was everywhere. You breathed him in, and made the choice.
“I promise.”
The shift in his expression was dangerous. Your breath caught at the subtle squint of his eyes. The smile that touched his lips wasn’t just pleased. It was satisfied. As if he was admiring a prized possession.
As if he owned you.
He does.
You knew you should be scared.
But when he brought his lips to yours, to seal your vow with a kiss, you gave yourself to him.
This frightening man pulled you closer by the chair you were sitting on, and he ate at your mouth slowly, deeply, savoring you.
Needy sounds left your throat as you clawed at his shirt, pulling the scarf from his vest. You used that orange fabric to pull him closer, as if your strength could ever affect his.
He pulled back from you with a smile, and your hands clung to him, starting to work at the buttons of his vest.
“Slow down, sweetheart,” he teased, trapping both of your hands in his. “You’re not ready for me yet.”
An almost feral feeling had taken you over as you let out a soft whine, thighs clenching together.
“How deliciously eager our little rabbit is,” Mihawk purred from the couch. His wicked voice made you arch your back, and his laughter felt like his teasing fingers on your skin.
“Don’t worry, sugar,” Crocodile rasped against your ear. “You're gonna have everything you want.”
His lips and tongue on your neck were so much. He sucked at your skin while you twitched and gasped.
He pulled back, eyes already darker, his lips parted. He grabbed your waist with his hand, and brought his hook to tear at your lingerie, ripping them away as he’d done with your dress.
“Gods, look at you, sweetheart…”
Already lost to him and his touch, your eyes rolled back as his huge hand smoothed over your body. He let the back of his hand trail across your torso, lightly scraping those heavy rings along your skin. He chuckled as he teased your nipples with those precious stones, making your body jerk from the sensation.
His rings were replaced by his lips, his large tongue teasing your chest. He sucked there too, and you were sure he was leaving marks across your breasts.
“Please,” you whimpered, your body writhing under his touch.
“Please what, darlin’?”
He’d brought those teasing lips up to your ear, nibbling while you tried to speak.
“Please, I need…”
“My sweet girl will get everything she needs.”
He brought his face to yours, while his hand moved over your hip. His thumb drew closer and closer to where you needed it, and you whimpered again.
“You trust me, right, sugar?”
“Mmhm,” you nodded, biting your lip.
“Don’t be afraid to ask, babydoll. Just open those pretty lips, and tell me what Daddy Crocodile can do for his sweet girl.”
Your head fell back as you let out a desperate moan, and he pressed warm kisses to your exposed neck.
You were about to cry, too overwhelmed to speak and beg him for what you needed.
“You need some help, baby?”
Nodding, your brows furrowed as you fought for some control.
He kissed down your stomach, and you dug your nails into the armrests, willing him to go further.
“Mm, is this what my pretty girl needs?”
His massive tongue licked a long stripe through your folds, flicking at your clit until you gave a small scream.
He kissed up and down your thighs while you practically sobbed with need.
“You know you’re my girl,” he said, still peppering kisses soo close. “You’ve gotta talk to me, sweetheart.”
“P-Pl–”
“That’s right. Tell me what you need.”
“Your tongue… Please, Daddy.”
“Mm, that’s my girl,” He growled, bringing his lips to your core, giving a slow, sensual kiss to your folds, tasting all that wetness he’d help build.
“Fuuuck,” you moaned, clinging to the armrests as your toes curled.
Everything about him was big, but his tongue…
His tongue teased and overwhelmed you, and you were almost there.
Then that tongue fucked into you, reaching so deep. His nose rubbed against your clit over and over, sending ripples of pleasure through your body. Your fingers dug into that slicked back hair, you felt him use the chair to pull you to him.
You screamed his name, and you called him daddy, and you came on his tongue while he lapped up your pleasure, and called you his ‘sweet girl.’
Slumped in that green velvet chair, you shivered as he whispered over you, leaving trails of kisses and praise.
“You tired, sweetheart?”
You hummed, your eyes opening to the room.
Crocodile had moved to the side a bit as he kissed your neck, and whispered in your ear.
Your legs were spread wide, and your eyes had opened to the sight of Mihawk and Buggy staring.
Mihawk looked pleased, sipping his wine slowly as if he was enjoying the show.
Buggy’s mouth was wide open, tongue almost hanging loose.
You were suddenly not tired.
“Is my little rabbit out of energy already? How disappointing.”
Mihawk’s teasing smirk made you almost sure that he wasn’t disappointed. Still, there was something in you that wanted to prove him wrong. Something that was probably unhealthy, but you were too far gone to care.
You pushed yourself forward in the chair, sitting up straight. Crocodile’s face lit up, and his laugh would have embarrassed you if it hadn’t sounded so real. Like you’d surprised him.
Mihawk stood, and your breath hitched as he took off his coat.
They’d brought a coat rack into the lounge, but Mihawk also had a specific hanger for his ridiculously fancy coat. You did your best to keep any hint of amusement off of your face as you watched him hang that glorious piece of clothing with such care next to his extravagant hat, leaving his boots there before turning back to you.
What had started as amusement had shifted quickly as you saw this powerful, untouchable man strip for you.
It felt like you’d stopped breathing entirely as he walked toward you, unclasping the belt on his low slung pants with one hand. His other hand ran fingers through his black hair, letting you admire the stretch of his sculpted muscles.
Crocodile rubbed his hand along your calf before returning to the couch, leaving you alone as the predator stalked close to his prey.
Those hawk eyes of his looked down on you, a sly smile on his lips as he saw your mouth parted for him.
“Needy little pet. Would you like some more attention?”
His voice did things to you.
You wanted to do things to him too.
Knees hit that plush carpet as you slid off the chair, and you looked up at those dangerous eyes while you reached for his pants.
His deep laughter rolled over you as you fought with the clasps, struggling to stay on task as you felt the hard press of him through the fabric.
“This wasn’t the plan, little vixen,” he teased, making you cry out as one of his hands fisted into your hair.
“But I’ll give you a few minutes to see how much training you’ll be needing.”
His free hand helped you undo the clasps, sliding those pants down to reveal his long, thick cock. It sprang loose, standing straight along his stomach, and he laughed again at your expression.
“You wanted to play. Let’s see what you can do, pet.”
His fingers were tight in your hair, but just enough to speed your pulse, not enough to control your movements yet.
You grasped him in your hands, just the warmth and feel of him making your eyes roll back.
“Good, darling. Show me how much you want it.”
Rolling your heavy lidded eyes up to his, you did your best to show him.
The taste of precum made your mouth water as you teased his tip with your tongue. You sucked the tip into your mouth, releasing it with a ‘pop,’ as you let spit drip down his shaft for your fingers to glide on. You kept your teary eyes on his as you took him in as deeply as you could, wanting so badly to please him.
“Mm, look at our precious girl, Crocodile. Who would have thought such an idiot could find such a sweet, little treasure like her?”
The sound of Crocodile’s laugh was overpowered by the slide of thick veins along your tongue as you whimpered, feeling even more wetness pooling at your core from pleasing him.
“That’s enough, pet. I’m ready to feel that eager pussy of yours now.”
You let out a soft whine, fingers grasping uselessly at his thighs.
Mihawk tilted his face to the ceiling and let out another laugh, so loud it vibrated through his skin, and into your mouth.
“Just a bit more then, little rabbit, if that’s what you wish. Brace yourself.”
A split second to grip onto his hips, and then you were choking on his cock.
The hand in your hair held you firm, and it gave evil little jerks with his thrusts, bringing desperate, muffled cries from your throat.
Fighting to breathe through your nose, your lower body squirmed and writhed under his brutal attack.
Still, you tried to meet his eyes, and give yourself to him.
His thrusts slowed, finally pulling out of you, catching your shoulders as you slumped.
“Come, darling,” he soothed, kissing your temple as he lifted you into his arms.
“We can practice that later. Don’t you think it’s time I fuck into all those hard to reach places for you?”
Your arched back brought out a pleased chuckle as he set you down on the edge of the coffee table, Crocodile’s coat still impossibly warm as it draped over the wood.
“Clown, fetch our darling a glass of water.”
Buggy practically ran to the bar counter in the corner, filling a glass for you. He almost tripped over the rug on the way back, a bit of water sloshing over the sides.
“Pathetic,” Crocodile growled with a shake of his head.
Buggy knelt in front of you, but Mihawk yanked his blue hair back before he got too close, bringing a little whimper to Buggy’s lips.
The swordsman grabbed the glass for you, and you drank, still regaining your voice from the force of his cock down your throat.
“Move.”
Buggy stood at the threat in Mihawk’s command, returning to that velvet chair that you had just fallen to pieces in.
Your golden eyed lover knelt before you, taking everything else from your mind with gentle touches and kisses across your hair and skin.
A sigh left your lips and you reached out to trail fingers along his back.
Until he twisted all that sweetness with his greatest weapon. That wicked voice whispering in your ear.
“You’ve been doing so well, pet. Do you think you deserve this cock?”
“Mmhm,” you begged, nodding as his lips breathed over your neck.
“Such an eager little rabbit, you are. You want to get your pretty little cunt stuffed so badly, you’ll even let us fuck you in front of your old lover. What a filthy girl…”
You were whimpering now, trying, and failing to pull him down onto you. He just moved closer, forcing you to lean back over the table.
“What else would my pretty pet do for me?”
With that question, he brought his hand to your shoulder, his thumb tracing along your collarbone as he pressed you down onto the table, his body hovering above yours now.
“Please…”
Your voice was hardly even a whisper, but he leaned closer, his facial hair teasing along your cheek.
“Is this what you want, little rabbit?”
Just the slide of his cock along your wet folds made you scream, your back arching so high off the table that your stomach touched his warm, sculpted abs above you.
His laughter was like sweet torture.
“Y/N, I will bring you more pleasure than you ever thought possible. It might even drive you mad. I will have you addicted to this cock, my sweet little rabbit.”
Teasing you again, his tip just barely touched your clit before pulling back. He licked up your neck, nibbling your ear while you twitched beneath him.
“Do you want to be Hawkeye Mihawk’s filthy treasure? My pretty little lover?”
A needy whine escaped your throat as you nodded.
“What will you do to be mine?”
The tease held a hint of threat, heating your blood. More words that felt like more than they should.
He had caged you again, forcing you to meet his gaze.
Molten gold poured down from those eyes, as if trapping you in golden chains.
Another vow left your lips tonight, selling your soul after a few short days with these dangerous men.
“I’ll do anything.”
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Part 8
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Honorary Scout’s (Er Keeper’s) Answers (BTS Ask)
Directions: Answer the question below and tag mutuals you’d like to get to know better.
1. If you were immortal, what would you do?
People watch occasionally at places like amusement parks. (I tend be a bit of a homebody but whenever I go out I like to people watch.) I’d also like to travel to every location on my bucket list.
2. What’s one food you hate?
Doughnuts. I tend to experience an acidic burn at the back of my throat hours after eating one that can’t be fixed by drinking water. Plus everyone kept bringing Krispy Kreme doughnuts for their birthdays in grade school and I got burnt out.
3. Which BTS member would you choose as your Hunger Games partner & why?
None of them because in the end there can be only one Hunger Games victor. I’d hate the idea of having to kill my partner at the end, regardless of whether they’re famous or not.
4. What’s one weird fact about you?
I hate the sound of people screaming on roller coasters. As a kid I used to yell at people asking why they were. (4 year old me demanded to know why people several years older than me were so afraid of Big Thunder Mountain Railroad when it was far from scary for me.)
5. Tell me a funny childhood story!
I can’t recall any funny stories from when I was a kid, but I have this one from my first year of high school: I played in marching band and one of the older clarinets could have been mistaken for me from behind. (We were both Asian, around the same height, and hair would be pulled back in some way most of the time.) A close guy friend of the older clarinet used to surprise her and tickler her from behind. (All with her permission as it was some inside thing they had.) One day I happened to be wearing a similar outfit to the one she wore by accident and the guy friend came up behind me and started tickling me. I was shouting in surprise and he froze when he realized it was the wrong girl. Best part was the older clarinet was walking up at that time and she caught him in the act, trying not to laugh at his mortified face. He couldn’t stop apologizing and eventually I had a good laugh about the whole thing.
6. What’s your favorite holiday?
Comic Con weekend (I argue that is a holiday in my book.) I enjoy seeing all of the costumes, nerd stuff, etc.
7. Do you like thunderstorms?
Indifferent really.
8. Pineapple on pizza: yay or nay?
No. I don’t like sweet things on pizza, unless we’re talking a cookie baked in a pizza dish.
9. What’s one bad habit of yours?
I’m trying to avoid saying transition/filler phrases and words whenever a sentence pauses for some reason or drops due to a distraction.
10. What’s one favorite childhood memory of yours?
I went to Disney World and had to write a journal for my class because I was going when there was school. I took a break upstairs in the France perfume shop which used to be a guest lounge for people who bought fragrances. Cinderella came up the stairs and she started talking to me. (I sense she wanted a break but the fact that she took time to chat and stayed in character was awesome.) She even went and grabbed Belle for me because Belle is my favorite princess and we all talked about books and terrible habits men have like spitting.
11. Are you messy or clean?
Currently messy due to moving and trying to sort through things.
12. What motivates you?
Hard work paying off. Seeing something I worked on come to fruition is one of my favorite feelings I get.
13. What’s one trait you share with each of the members?
Jin: Being motherly/sisterly to Friends
Suga: Deadpanning my sentences
J-Hope: Everyone’s hype person
RM: Rambling about things excitedly.
V: Love of designer fashion (Albeit I’m more a Chanel and Comme des Garçons fan than Gucci.) One monolid one double lid
Jimin: Often mistaken for being cute and soft when we have a different side (I think I’m more snarky and savage than sexy like him though.)
Jungkook: Both of us have multiple skills and interests that we’re passionate about.
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