Watching

watching

day 26 of a very zosan centric kinktober - dom/dub

Sometimes when they don't have time to fuck, Zoro likes to watch Sanji fuck himself instead.

Sometimes, Zoro just likes to watch. When they don’t have time to even do anything similar, sometimes all Zoro does is watch. It’s not difficult to make Sanji do all the work. Sanji is always so eager to please; make his crew mates happy that sometimes, all Zoro needs to do is watch.  

Like right now, they barely have the time before Sanji is whisked away to start mealtime and all Zoro wants to do is make the blonde see stars before then. So, Zoro does what is the best thing for both their problems and tells Sanji exactly what to do and what a good choice he has just given Sanji. But he didn’t make it boring, because they had never used a gag before and to stop Sanji from whining about how he wasn’t getting the real cock, Zoro made sure to gag him to stop the brat from being too annoying.  

How funny. Sanji was infinitely more attractive when he shut the fuck up for a change. 

“Good boy...”  

He watches Sanji slide down onto a rather large dildo. He didn’t want to fuck Sanji quite yet. He, for once, wasn’t in the mood to do it fast. He wanted to take it slow. He wanted to fuck Sanji nice and slow, but the blonde was like a dog in heat right now and needed it now. He wanted Zoro’s cock now but...Zoro doesn’t give into brats. Especially not Sanji. The dildo was one that they had found when at the last island in a special kind of shop. They didn’t have enough toys to spice things up and it was something they desperately needed. 

Zoro enjoyed toying with Sanji like this. Watching him like a cat watches a mouse and plays with it before devouring it. Before eating it whole. Zoro never got tired of the flushed look on his face as Sanji pushed himself right down the hilt of the dildo. 

“That’s it...take that cock you filthy pervert,” 

A small gasp leaves Sanji’s mouth at the feeling of himself being basically spread out and open by the dildo. He waited for a few moments before he tried to position his knees in a way in which he would be able to bounce on the dildo and ride the cock. Zoro wasn’t even masturbating; although Sanji’s eyes kept drifting to the tent in his pants. He wanted to fuck Sanji desperately, but he knew if they disappeared to have sex, it was likely Luffy would bust down the doors and would steal all the food.  

But Zoro did wish it was his cock that Sanji was bouncing on and working his hips on. That much was true. Sanji always looked beautiful when he was in his element. However, Sanji gagged fucking himself on a fairly big sized dildo was coming up to also being a more beautiful sight. 

Zoro’s face was almost unreadable but there was a little bit of a smirk on his face. He was showing so much restraint by not jumping over there and fucking Sanji and touching him. He wanted to grab him by his waist and fuck him in the ground he was currently fucking the dildo on, but Zoro was holding the best restraint by not doing so. Sanji...for someone so proud about loving ladies and being quite proud in general, being reduced to a moaning mess who is happily fucking himself on a dildo for Zoro, someone he supposedly hates, amusement almost feels like poetic justice to him. 

“...such a slutty cook...”  

Sanji continued to bounce himself on that cock. He felt split open by the dildo already as he bounces but he is starting to lose his pace a little bit as he continues to fuck himself. Zoro watches him and knows at once what’s going on. Sanji is likely close to cumming so Zoro leans forward in the chair that he’s watching Sanji fuck himself on and grins a little bit before tilting his head to the side. 

“Look at you... going to cum after fucking yourself on a dildo like the filthy slut you are...” Zoro knows that Sanji’s getting close. He can see it in the way that Sanji is struggling to keep up with his pace. The way that Sanji is struggling to keep up with the pace before but so diligently and such a good boy for being a filthy perfect, he’s waiting for Zoro to give him permission, “Go on then. Let me see you cum for me then...be a good little whore for me and cum,” 

Sanji didn’t need to be asked twice. His hips went fast again on the cock before he slammed his hips down until they dildo was entirely inside of him before he groaned hard, clenching hard and feeling even more stretched than he was before. It was getting harder and harder for him not to jump out the chair and fuck his ass and grab his hips until Sanji was an overwhelmed mess. 

So, Sanji groaned out, crying out as he came over his waist. Grunting and spluttering, he was an absolute mess of a man when he continued to desperately fuck himself on that dildo as he came. He continued to do it until he was sure he had fucked himself into overstimulatisation. When Sanji stopped and rested his legs for a little bit. 

It was only then that Zoro got up when Sanji was a little bit out of it. It was fine though because he was back in it when Zoro grabbed the locks of blonde hair and, vulgarly, shoved Sanji’s face into the bulge in his pants. 

“Look at what your little show has down to me...I’m gonna have to sort myself out before lunch,” 

Sanji whined, probably in protest about Zoro not fucking him but Zoro merely chuckled. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll get you tonight. You’re going to be screaming tonight,” He grunted before letting go and letting Sanji catch his breath, “Now get up and get dressed. Be a good boy for me...okay?” 

Sabo x Bottom!GN Reader

CW: Dumbification, Dom!Sabo, no plot, neck marks, pet names, GN reader but also implied masculine, overstimulation (?)

WC: 365

AN: I was so tired when I wrote this..

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Sabo grunts as he slams his hips into you, his muscular arms holding up your legs. He smirks as he sees your fucked out face. Drool escaping your mouth from the corner, tears dragging across your face making you look so pretty. 

He smiles and moves his head down to kiss right under your ear. Sucking harshly to leave a mark in the same spot. 

When he moves his head back up he looks at the mark he made on you, a string of saliva connecting from his lips to the new bruise adorning your body. His hips never let go of the rough pace he was going at.

He makes contact with your glossy eyes and smirks devilishly. “Doing so good for me, aren’t you?” He chuckled as he saw you slightly nod and babble incoherent words, probably not even understanding what he was saying. “Do you want more??” You answer with more babbles.

He grabs your neck as he starts squeezing a bit tightly, but not so tightly that he cuts off your airway. His hands were so warm around your neck, just like the rest of his body, especially his cock that was dragging at a ferocious pace inside of you.

“Come on, can’t you answer me?” He says with one of the fakest, sincerest voice tone you could ever imagine. The only response he got from you is when you threw your head back to moan his name like a mantra. “Love, I don't know if…” He groans as he feels you tighten around him, “..if.. that's a real answer..” He huffs. 

“Do you want more? (Name)?” Sabo says more quietly, biting onto your ear. Coming into your senses you nod your head quickly. “Finally back? Then.. Do you want me to fill you up?” He says with a smile. 

You nod your head faster as you feel his cock reach deep inside of you. The thought of his semen stuffing you full made you moan louder than before.

Sabo laughs and moves your leg to the side, opening up more room for him to fuck you how he wants. “Well, too bad. You’re gonna have to wait for it, sweetheart.”

Virgin!Reader who is shy and closed off about the idea of their first time. Who is hesitant when first getting with Ghost.

Virgin!Reader who gets in bed with their collosal boyfriend and is immediately a blushing mess when he touches them.

Virgin!Reader who has almost zero stamina and can cum on Ghost's fingers easily as he pumps his thick, calloused fingers deep inside. Purring sweet pet names in their ear and making them feel so good. Whimpering from the sensitivity.

Virgin!Reader who drools over Ghost's cock despite it's large size. Whimpering and asking if it'll hurt and if it'll fit as he lubes his cock.

"Only a little bit sweetheart. It'll feel really good after, I promise." He whispers against your ear, feeling so fucking hard from the idea of corruption you into his sweet little whore.

Virgin!Reader who clenches on Ghost's cock, mewling and letting out the sluttiest, unfiltered noises as Ghost starts to move, loving the feeling of just his cock sliding slowly in and out of you.

Ghost who is slow and gentle with you at first, peppering you in kisses and making you feel loved and adored, but the lewd sounds of your hole absolutely begging for more of him makes him feral.

Getting rough with you, fucking you hard, rubbing and stroking you, making you feel so fucking good. Hand clasped in your hair, calling you his sweet girl/boy. "There it is, fuck, you're so tight around me angel," he will curse, teeth grit against your shoulder or watching your back arch.

Virgin!Reader who absolutely eats it up. Cumming on his cock until their hips jolt and they have salty sweet tears rolling down their cheeks. Puffy lips and sore vocal chords from everything he's done to you.

Ghost who can feel the damp sheets under him from you absolutely leaking from the way he's treating you.

How you try to dirty talk back but your words are slurred and you can't make out a thought with his thick cock stretching you out ruthlessly.

Virgin!Reader whose told not to cum but can't stop from jerking, hips uneasy and organ abused and oversensitive from the amount of orgasms.

Virgin!Reader who passes out when Ghost gets really going, the pleasure too much for them before they find themselves back awake and being pumped full of seed.

Ghost who couldn't help himself, filling his baby to the brim with his nut, tainting your insides as his and only his. Claiming you, ruining you into his perfect partner.

Ghost who gives you the sweetest aftercare. Full of kisses, soft words of praise, caressing and holding you. Chances are he'll keep his cock buried in your warmth for a while longer, or maybe he'll pull out and watch his cum drip from your writhing entrance. If he does he'll be instantly hard and ready for more.

Seeing your fucked out look and how much rest you need just from one round of him playing rough up with your body.

Knowing that he's left you unable to ever seek pleasure from another man because your first experience was with him and he has never left anyone unsatisfied.

Knowing he's tainted you into someone who now thinks of his cock two times a day and whimpers when he has to leave for long times at work, knowing you'll miss his cock.

And that's how he likes it. Knowing you'll be missing him, wanting him and no one else. He's made you hungry, he's corrupted you and he couldn't be more proud.

( 📁 ) THINGS THEY DO TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU PT. 2

synopsis: luffy realizes he does love you (aka the happy ending you deserved 🤧)

character: luffy

warning: angst to comfort/fluff, nickname

mei's note: the part 2 of this prequel, idk what happened in the prequel tbh, the angst just suddenly appeared 😔.. hope you enjoy <3

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he thought he'd feel better. he thought he'd be relieved. relieved from your constant needs of love and affection, relieved from the facade he'd been putting up to minimize the damage you'd take on when he'd finally break it off between you two. he deluded himself into thinking he did the right thing for you and him. his excuse for breaking you? he lost the need for you. he lost the sparkles in his eyes whenever he'd see you smile his way. and so, he thought it was for the best to do what he did.

but if it were for the best, then why? why is his heart aching the second he sees you, the morning after he unofficially broke it off with you, with eyebags underneath your eyes and slightly swollen cheeks from all your crying? why does he feel the sudden need to embrace you in his arms and nuzzle his face in the warmth of your neck? why is the memory of you playing with his fingers, while the two of you shiver on deck with a blanket wrapped around you, haunting his mind? is it normal for him to want to hold you and tell that you he still loves you, that he was wrong for every pushing you away from him, that he wants to ramble on and on to you about all the little things he adores about you? the little things ranging from the soft smile you always present to others even if you're upset, to how you always take on the role of waking everyone up in the morning for breakfast or when you slightly tilt your head to the side whenever you get confused, usually to the right, or how you routinely help sanji out with the meals he makes, hoping to lift some pressure off his shoulders.

which, all of a sudden, really bothers luffy. the way you're standing way too close to the blonde cook, and how he rests his hand on your shoulder, asking you what's wrong, is really starting to irritate him. have you moved on from him so easily, so quickly? was what you two had so negligible? just then, he realized how ironic he was being. because he was the one that left you shaking and sobbing, he was the one that broke you down and didn't even bother to pick you back up, he was the one that took hurt you, yet here he was eyeing sanji like he took you away from luffy.

"darling, you look a little tired. are you sure you're up for helping me with breakfast?" sanji questions, worried about your state. "i'm fine, sanji. thanks for asking, though.." you send him a tired smile. each time you blink, you keep your eyes closed a little longer than before, resulting from you staying up all night crying into your pillow. sanji immediately notices and swiftly, but carefully, takes the knife in your hands away from you before you accidentally chop your fingers off. "that's enough helping out of you today." with that he picks you up, bridal style, and walks you out of the kitchen. "wha- sanji! what're you doing?" you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck. "you're going to take a long, nice, nap, sweetheart."

he brings you to your shared bedroom with nami before telling you to call him if you need anything. all this not being missed by luffy, as he's glued his eyes on you the minute he saw you. your strawhat captain waited patiently for sanji to, finally, leave your room before he made his way to you.

"hey-" luffy started, for the first time ever being self-conscious about how to start a conversation with you. he sat on the end of your bed, waiting for something better to come out of his mouth, or out of yours.. to no avail. "talk to me.." he stammered, desperate for a comment from you. you sit up straight in your bed, pulling your knees up for you to rest your chin on. "what do you want me to say?" you voiced, barely louder than a whisper. you feel nothing by seeing him sitting by your feet, or at least, you can't express what you're feeling as a result of all your emotions and feelings being cried out of your body, last night. "anything- just, talk to me.. please?"

you let out a small sigh before leaning against the headboard of your bed. "if i had the energy to, i'd have slapped you ten times by now." you disclose, rolling your eyes at the black-haired guy scooting closer to you. he made it to your pulled up knees, leaning on the side of your leg. he was waiting for you to continue, looking at you patiently. "and if i could, i'd throw you off the ship, just to see you suffer a little bit before zoro or sanji save you.." your eyes start to get watery as you try your hardest not to shed one more tear in front of him. "if i could, i would burn that straw hat of yours so you'd feel a little of what i was feeling all this time!" you were surprised, you thought you had cried out all of your tears but here you were, waterstreams flowing ou to your eyes. "and you know what sucks the most? i could never do those things to you because i care way too fucking much about someone that doesn't about me!"

his heart clenched when hearing those words come out of your mouth. seeing you crying because of him, yet again. normally, this would be the moment he walks out to clear his head. but he can't, not now. luffy realized during the time he was "acting" like he cared for you, loved you, adored you, he fell for you. he didn't mean to, he didn't, and we would've never realized it, but here he was, his arms wrapped around you, your face placed on his chest resulting in his shirt soaking in your tears, his hand on your waist another on the back of your head as your grip on his tear-soaked t-shirt slowly loosens. for what felt like the first time, you knew he cared, he wanted to be there with you, he needed you as much as you needed him.

"you better not walk out anymore, luf'.." you mumble, melting in his embrace. "i won't, you've got me for good now, my sunshine. for good.." he smiles, finally feeling at peace, with you, his love.

mei's note: SO. hope this was a good happy ending 🤧 !! mwuah, love you &lt;3

a moment of peace

day 22 of a very zosan centric kinktober - shower sex

Zoro and Sanji have a moment of peace in the shower room where no one could possibly distrub them.

The fall of the water between the two men was the only sound that could be heard. Not even the outside world could be heard. Normally, a moment alone would seem to be broken up by the sound of someone doing something dumb outside or Luffy demanding that Sanji go make him yet another snack or the sound of them docking on a brand new adventure. However, this was nothing like that. The sound of the water seemed to dispel and knowledge that the outside world existed for them. It didn’t in this space and neither of them acknowledged it. 

“Zoro...” 

Sanji mewled as his legs wrapped tightly around Zoro’s waist. Even if he never said, there was a certain amount of respect that both of the men held for each other's respective fighting style. Sanji had the most powerful legs that Zoro had ever seen on a man, and he’d seen Sanji put them to good use to show him exactly how strong they were in battle but also in moments like this when they are wrapped tightly around his waist.  

Zoro has just spent good time stretching Sanji out. Taking his time and taking things slow. There's no rush; it’s super early and no one is going to be using the shower room at this time. It’s just them and the sound of the Thousand Sunny moving through the ocean. The others are sleeping soundlessly with no noises. There’s not even the sound of Luffy being slick and going into the kitchen while everyone else is asleep. Not that Sanji or Zoro would hear it though... they were too preoccupied with other things. Fucking being one of them. They were preoccupied by their early morning workout session...definitely not washing each other. If anything, this was the exact opposite of getting clean. 

“That’s it...I want to give you exactly what you need from me, curly,” Zoro’s voice came through in light pants even if he hadn’t done anything much himself but watching Sanji like this always affected him more than what he would possibly  

It was just them in this small space ad sometimes, they wished that it was all they could have together. Moments like this where nothing else mattered or existed beyond what was between them. 

Zoro moved his fingers from him and grabbed a hold of his cock but only so he could guide it into Sanji’s awaiting hole. He couldn’t think of a place he’d rather be, and he means that in two different ways. Yes, there was nowhere else he’d rather be than with Sanji but also there is no where he’d rather be than buried deep inside him too. 

Now that was real bliss. 

“Fuck...you always feel so fucking good,”  

His hands gripped hard and tried to make it so he could hold Sanji against the panels of the bathroom wall in that small shower space. He didn’t really want to hurt Sanji’s back either although he knew a little bit of pain never seemed to ruin the moment at other times. The rougher times where he cannot hold himself back from the animalistic and more aggressive driven encounters. The kind of hate filled and spiteful sex that was also common, especially after an argument. 

Not now though. This was a moment of peace for them. 

Zoro drew his hips back onto to push them back in but unlike normal, he did this really slowly. He wanted Sanji to feel every inch of his cock sinking into his head before it was pulled back out again. His thrusts were normally brutally fast but, in this moment, he wanted to go slowly. 

His mouth was on Sanji’s. His lips were drawing out breaths and lapping up the flavours of the man underneath him. Someone he swore every other hour of the day he hated but he couldn’t bring himself to fully hate him. It was complicated. It’s as they always say in these situations; all's fair in love and in war. 

Zoro’s hips began to move a little bit faster but didn’t exceed what it would normally have been at. His hands were holding tightly onto Sanji’s waist, and he was sure that he was going to cause bruises from the way he was holding onto his waist hard and sinking the pads of his fingers into the skin underneath but neither men seemed to care. If anything came up, it would be a hidden reminder of the things they did in the early morning. 

Sanji was close to the edge and Zoro could feel that. They way his legs shook around him and the way he clenched around his cock. He knew that shortly he’d be able to watch Sanji at the peak of pleasure and what a sight that normally was for him. He dipped his head into Sanji’s neck and kissed a few times before biting down into a sensitive spot which made Sanji gasp. The hand that wasn’t baring most of Sanji’s waist let go and he wrapped his hand around Sanji’s cock and began to stroke him in time with his thrusts. 

“Come for me...I want to watch you...” 

And Zoro needed not to say more as shortly after. Sanji’s hips moved forward, and his chest pushed up as he tightened around Zoro’s cock trying to milk him of all he was worth. He grabbed Zoro’s shoulder’s as he came into his hand, suddenly worried that Zoro would drop him if he moved around too much. It was also too much for Zoro who with a pant and pressing his forehead against Sanji’s shoulder, he came deep inside of Sanji burying his cock as deep as it goes. He continued to fuck him until they were both over their orgasm until Zoro stopped and just held Sanji for a while until they both had calmed down. 

Yes, it would be nice if this was the norm. If they were allowed time to themselves and to slow down. 

Not that either of them would change things if they could. Until each and every one of them achieved their dreams then they would all keep sailing together.  

However, one had to think about what would happen later on. What would happen to them when Sanji found the all blue? What would happen when Zoro becomes the greatest swordsman? What would happen when their lives settle down? Would they settle down? 

All the questions that one’s heart can think of but for now, a moment of peace while the men pant over the sound of the water coming and the peace it brings with it.