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LUFFY who fucks his secret wife!reader on sight! and his crew finds out about you...the hard way.

DID YA MISS ME, BABY ?!

PLOT. on route to egghead, the straw hats make a quick stop at a lively island, only for luffy to wander off and unexpectedly reunite with you, his wife, a detail he never mentioned to his crew. spending the day together, you both finally act upon months of pent-up tension, while his worried crew stumbles upon a moment they were never meant to see.

WARNINGS. 18+, mdni, fluff, porn with some plot, post wano, no egghead spoilers, aged-up characters (luffy and reader are 21), established relationship (they're married), semi-public sex, getting caught, cunnilingus, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, kinda ooc luffy (idk you be the judge of it), use of [name] for the reader, fem reader, kinda proofread haha.

CHARACTERS. MONKEY D. LUFFY

WC. 5.5k

art creds: suaayen on ig (one of the best op artists)

Fresh out of Wano and low on supplies, the Straw Hats decided to make a quick pit stop when the opportunity arose.

The island didn’t have a name on any map Nami owned.

From afar, it looked anything but quiet. The crowded docks overflowing with ships, voices carrying loudly over the water, and buildings stacked tightly together.

Bright banners hung between rooftops, market stalls spilled into the streets, and narrow alleys twisted through the city like a maze built on noise.

sanji is attentive, especially towards those he loves, and especially when it comes to you. although you never complain about the food he makes, he notices when you poke around the plate a bit, shovel down the food with a thick swallow. at first, he thinks it's just his cooking, but the more he switches up the spices, the method, he realizes there are certain things you just don't like.

he wouldn't do this for just anyone, but he’s determined to figure you out. nami and robin get special treatment, but you're a different matter entirely—he doesn’t just want to impress you, he wants you to enjoy your meal. so sanji starts to keep a running lists of the foods you prefer and those you quietly choke down. he'd never point out that he notices, doesn't want to embarrass you in front of the rest of the crew, but he does go out of his way to prepare things you enjoy.

even when supplies are running low, he'll save a little extra, stay in the kitchen a little longer, just to make sure you never feel forced to eat a meal you don't like. even if it means he has to make something different for you and you alone, he'll still swing the dish in front of you with a flourish, set it down with a casual smile, as if you'd place your order in a proper restaurant. "for you, angel."

you always look back at him with surprise, offer him a small smile, whisper a thank you, sanji that sends his heart all a flutter. if the rest of the crew ever notices, they never say anything.

like that, like that

₊⊹ law x f!reader
₊⊹ nsfw

The dream didn’t ease him into it.

It dropped him straight in.

You’re naked against him, skin hot and your thighs bracketing his hips as you grind down with no hesitation. Law’s breath stuttered the moment he felt you: wet, tight, unmistakably real. His cock was already hard, aching between you and leaking against your skin.

“Fuck,” he groaned, voice wrecked.

Your hands braced on his shoulders as you sank down onto him, slow enough to make it torture. He felt every inch slide in, the drag, the stretch, the way his body jerks at the sensation like it’s been waiting for you all along. His fingers dug into your hips, keeping you fully seated, buried deep.

You started moving—rolling your hips, squeezing around him, and he lost the last of his composure.

His head tipped back, as he muttered, voice shaking, “Shit...just like that,” he paused, “just like that.”

The dream went on. You rode him harder, faster, the wet sounds between you obscene in the quiet cabin. Every thrust sent sparks up his spine, his cock throbbed and twitched inside you as pressure built relentlessly.

He’s was close. Embarrassingly close.

You leaned down, and whispered his name against his ear, and did it. His hips jerked up instinctively, chasing friction, control completely gone. His body tightened, pleasure flowing through him in waves as he groaned as the pressure inside him built up.

Then, his eyes opened.

Law gasped, hips jerking uselessly at the air, cock throbbing as he finished in reality, cum slicking his stomach and the sheets beneath him. He heaved his chest as sweat cooled on his skin, the aftershocks leaving him shaky and flushed.

For a long moment, he just lies there, stunned by how real it felt.

“…unbelievable,” he muttered, jaw tight.

The worst part wasn’t the mess. It’s knowing that when he saw you later—fully clothed, completely innocent—his body is going to remember exactly how you felt wrapped around him in his dream and want it again.

⋆˚ ✿ ˖ ࣪ thinking about luffy who absolutely hates wearing condoms, always pouting whenever you make him wear one after your period came late one time and making you fear for the worst. and while luffy didn’t actually get you pregnant, the thought alone put your head back on straight, realising you definitely need to start using protection. luffy tried to counter, “but why? i can just pull out! it doesn’t feel as good when i wear a condom..”, pouting at your shaking head when you tell him for a final time, it’s sex with a condom or no sex at all.

however, luffy can sometimes be such a brat. it doesn’t matter how firm you are or how hard you put your foot down, luffy always manages to get his way with you one way or another. so here you are, letting your boyfriend fuck you raw with your legs resting on his shoulders as he pounds into your glossy pussy, holding back his triumphant smirk, “see? doesn’t it feel so much better raw..?”, he asks so innocently despite the filth he was doing to you, smiling wide when he sees you nod your head mindlessly with pretty whines falling from your lips.

Who kisses first?

(One piece headcanons)

Pairings! Luffy x reader, Zoro's x reader, Sanji x reader, Ace x reader, Shanks x reader, Law x reader, Kidd x reader, Doflamingo x reader, Smoker x reader, Crocodile x reader

Luffy would definitely be the one to kiss you first. Knowing him, he would definitely do it impulsively and with no hesitation at all. It would probably happen in a moment when he's happy or excited. He'd give you a quick peck on the lips and have the widest grin on his face afterwards. He probably wouldn't even realise it was your first kiss (probably his too) until he noticed how flustered you looked. Then he'd blink, tilt his head, and ask "Hehe, why're you all red" before grinning and kissing your cheek. Then before you could even process what happened, he already moved on and started talking about what would Sanji cook for dinner today.

Zoro probably wouldn't kiss you first. Zoro would be awkward at physical affection at first but once he get's used to it, he'll be the one to start things first. When you

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ꒰ঌ ໒꒱ needy for you

content ⸝⸝ (separate) clingy ! zoro roronoa + monkey d. luffy + portgas d. ace x fem ! reader , fluff , ≈ 500 words per drabble

಄ zoro roronoa (takes place during egghead)

─── zoro can’t sleep without you.

as strange as it sounds, he can’t drift off until you’re in his arms, pressed against his chest. this even applies to his daily naps, no matter how short they might be. he yawned, stretching his arms behind his head before leaning back against the ship’s dock. the two of you were supposed to be guarding it—alongside brook—while the rest of the crew was with the vegapunks.

“[first name],” he called out just as brook had poured you a glass of tea.

you turned immediately at the sound of your name. “yes, zoro—?” you responded, already recognizing his usual sleeping posture. “i’ll be there in a second. just let me finish this tea… ooh! hot, hot.” you blew on the steam before taking another sip.

he grunted and sat up. “drink quickly, or i won’t be able to sleep.”

you rolled your eyes playfully. “yes, you will. you can’t sleep without me anyway.”

he frowned, knowing you were right. clicking his tongue, he walked over to where you were sitting at the table near the edge of the ship. he sat on the floor beside your chair and leaned against it—somehow managing not to tip it over.

“you’re going to fall asleep like that?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“you’re taking too long,” he explained, crossing his arms and shutting his eyes. “i had to improvise.”

you took another sip and started stroking his hair with your fingers. “alright then. when i finish this, i’ll come lay beside you.” you assumed zoro had drifted off shortly after, lulled by your gentle touch and soft movements. surely, with your fingers running through his hair, he should be asleep in no time.

well, you thought.

you finished the glass brook had poured for you and left it on the table for him or sanji to clean later. you settled beside zoro, making yourself comfortable, only to see his eye open. you flinched. “you’re still awake?!”

he uncrossed his arms and laid back on the deck. “i’ve been this whole time. my arms are empty.”

you sighed and scooted closer until you were lying on top of him, your head resting on his chest as his arms wrapped around your waist. “okay, okay,” you whispered. “go to sleep now.”

and just like that, roronoa zoro fell asleep without any trouble.

“yohohoho—oh.” brook paused mid-step, taking a few steps back as he realized what was happening. “what if i join in on the cuddling? wouldn’t that be a great surprise yohoho—!”

still asleep, zoro suddenly tossed a sword in brook’s direction. it landed with a thud, piercing straight through the ship’s wall.

“HOW DID HE DO THAT?!”

಄ monkey d. luffy

─── everyone but luffy can see the way he treats you differently from everyone else. no matter how many times his own crew called him out for his behavior toward you, he would brush it off and insist he did the same with everybody else—even though that wasn’t entirely true. wherever you went, luffy was always down to tag along, just to make sure you had a companion—even if it wasn’t strictly necessary.

he knew you were as strong as the rest of the straw hats. but for some reason, he never wanted to leave your side. during battles, he would suggest you—mostly just you—to come with him. and when you swallowed nervously, knowing you were about to face the toughest enemies on the seas, he would reassure you, promising he would keep you safe, no matter what.

and he was right. always.

when night fell, he had walk down the ship until he reached your room.

knock! knock!

by now, it was practically a daily routine. he would show up and ask if he could spend the night with you because he had had a ‘bad dream.’ (you still weren’t sure if that was true or not.) if you refused, he would latch onto you until you gave in. there was no point in rejecting your captain’s nightly request.

you opened the door, and he sprang forward, hugging you tightly. you stumbled backward. “what kind of nightmare did you have this time?” you asked, trying to peel him off, but it was useless.

he giggled, looking you in the eye. “none! i just want to be here.”

the door was still open—anyone could walk by and see what the captain and his crewmate were up to. but everyone knew luffy slept in your room by now. it wasn’t a secret.

“okay…?” you raised a brow. “go sleep on the couch—”

“can i sleep on your bed this time?”

“…you want me to take the couch instead?”

“we can both lay on the bed together!” his big grin was impossible to resist. 

you didn’t enjoy seeing luffy frown, so you sighed and led him over to your bed. “...alright.”

you didn’t realize your bed wasn’t really big enough for two people. you had your back turned to luffy, facing the opposite direction. you exhaled, trying to sleep—until you felt a rubbery hand grab your shoulder. you shifted, turning to face your captain. his face appeared right in front of yours, your noses almost touching. you nearly fell off the bed, but his hand kept you from doing so.

“yes, luffy?” you swallowed, feeling heat crawl up your neck.

“i have a feeling you’re going to fall,” he said. “want me to hold you so you don’t?” he blinked innocently, silently hoping you would say yes.

you sweat-dropped at him. “i mean… sure.”

his arm wrapped around you in an instant. “good night, [first name]!”

“night.”

and with the door still open, sanji, chopper, and robin walked by, heading to grab a glass of water. when they passed your room, they paused.

sanji’s mouth dropped. “WHAT?!”

chopper loudly shushed him. “shhh! you’ll wake them up!”

robin smiled warmly. she didn’t say anything. but she did think one thing.

“so cute.”

಄ portgas d. ace

─── you never quite knew if portgas d. ace’s clinginess was something you adored or simply tolerated in your relationship. there was no denying you loved his affection—you craved it—but there were moments when it tipped into something harder to manage. the crew on whitebeard’s ship knew to disappear the second the two of you were in the same space, keen to avoid ‘interrupting something.’ however… whitebeard himself remained unaware of the unspoken rule.

“ace… would you let go? i’m trying to fix this tear in the top.” you pleaded, prying at his arms wrapped around you. his bare chest pressed against your back, his chin nestled in the crook of your neck, and frustration flickered under your skin. “i can’t even move my arms..!” you huffed, finally voicing the issue.

only then did he loosen his hold, though his head stayed tucked close. “thank you.” you breathed out, picking up the sewing materials again to mend the large hole in the shirt you wore. but your relief lasted all of a minute before his arms were wrapped around you once more.

“ace—!”

“it’s not enough.” he murmured, his voice muffled against your shoulder.

you turned your head to face him. “what’s not enough?”

“i need to be in your skin.” he admitted, pulling you even closer.

you sighed, no longer bothering to resist. “is this not close enough for you?”

“nope.” the word vibrated against your skin as he shook his head. dropping the sewing materials again, you surrendered to his hold—like you always did. it was just one of the many times ace had derailed your plans, prioritizing his need for your attention above everything else.

“did you already wash up?” he asked, inhaling deeply at your neck. “you always smell good.”

“no, i was going to take a bath after fixing this.” you said, gesturing to the shirt on the floor. he didn’t so much as glance at it—nor did he care that he was the reason for your delay.

“fix it later, or have pops do it himself.” he yawned. “why don’t we bathe together?”

“i don’t trust pops with my equipment—seriously?” you blinked, realizing what he had suggested. “i swear, you’re getting clingier every day.”

“how could i not?” he grinned, lifting his head just enough to meet your gaze. “everyone should know you’re mine.”

“i think they already do.” you muttered under your breath. with a reluctant sigh, you finally untangled yourself from his grip. “fine. get the bath ready.”

“i wanna get it ready with you—”

“you’re so needy!”

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