Temporary

Two sets of feet kicked up the dirt as they sprinted down the path in Foosha village, their laughter and petulant complaints following behind them — but it was all in good fun.

"L-Luffy!" You cried out from behind him, struggling to keep up with his fast pace and eager strides. Luffy only giggled, abruptly turning around to grab your wrist and drag you alongside him. You have been friends with him for a couple years now, before he ever met Shanks. You were the only friend he had currently that was his age, and he was the same for you.

The people in the village gave the two seven year olds a wide berth, as Luffy's excitement never knew the difference between friend or foe.

"No way!" He shouts, brimming with excitement, "Shanks is here! Gotta see him!"

You yelped as he tugged you along to the Partys Bar, bursting through the doors. He didn't let go of you yet, both of your chests heaving — though for different reasons; He was excited, and you were out of breath.

The Red Hair Pirates paused at the loud entrance, their chatter stopping briefly as they looked over. It was silent for a few good seconds before they exploded in noise — laughing and greeting the two of you.

Shanks leaned against the counter with his head lazily in his hand, straw hat atop his head, as he regarded you two fondly. "Ah. Was wondering when the brat would show up," He snickered teasingly, referring to Luffy. His eyes trailed over to you, his eyes softer but no less fond, "Good to see you too."

You waved while Luffy grinned widely, tugging you forward closer to Shanks with his steps becoming more bouncy and excited the closer he got. "Shanks! Shanks!" He cheered, finally letting go of you to hop up on the stool beside him, his eyes gleaming with joy, "Let me join your crew! Come on, come on! I'm strong!"

"Oh-ho? Are you now?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Mmmm…" Shanks paused, twirling the drink in his hand a few times before smirking at the eager kid. Makino giggled into her hand from behind the counter.

"I don't need another anchor on my ship. Maybe when you are older."

"Why did you have to get older?" You grumbled at the dock on Foosha Village, staring at Luffy as he set up an old fishing boat for his departure. Now seventeen, it felt like time went too quickly.

It was quiet, the village giving you two a wide berth… But this time it wasn't because you were excited kids running down the street.

Luffy paused from his clueless fumbling around, looking up at you. His face was protected partially from the sun by the brim of Shanks's straw hat. Even with the shade, even beyond his excitement — you could tell he was sad too.

He hops out of the boat and back onto the dock, moving to stand in front of you. He looked down at you, though you refused to look up at him. He frowned, his hands resting on your arms — gently rubbing up and down them.

The action made your eyes sting.

"You can always come with, y'know," He tells you softly, a voice he had only ever reserved for you — trying to coax you to look up without forcing you to. You shook your head, your hand coming up to wipe at your eyes with the heel of your palm.

Your relationship with him was only two years old, starting a year after Ace had left for sea when the two of you were fifteen. You love him more than you had anyone else, but you hated that you were too scared to become a pirate with him; You tried and tried to get yourself ready because you had wanted to go with him, you really did, but when his seventeenth birthday came and the reality finally crashed over you — you panicked. You couldn't do it, and you didn't want to try to convince him not to chase his dream.

You didn't have a single regret with your relationship.

It was a week after his birthday, because he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible before he left. He didn't show it as much as you did, but he was also struggling; You are his first love, he can't imagine himself with anyone else that isn't you — but he also couldn't imagine himself not being a pirate. He had already said his farewells to everyone. You were last.

For a moment, he couldn't do it.

"Please," He cracks, his breath hitching as his hands stopped touching you, only for his arms to wrap tightly around your waist as he pulls you into his chest — hugging you as tightly as he could without hurting you, "Please just— come with me. Please."

He wasn't the type of person to beg. If he wanted something, he would take it and no one could tell him no — but he couldn't do that with you; Even if it hurt him to come to terms with that.

He wants the freedom the sea provides, but he also wanted you.

Your tears had finally spilled over as you tremble in his hold. Your arms shakily wrap around his body and tightly grip the red vest on his back — your face burying into his shoulder. Luffy whimpered at that, leaning down to hide his face into your shoulder as well — his hat getting knocked off of his head and resting on his back from the string.

"I-I can't, Luffy. I'm sorry, I can't."

"Please, please… I-I can keep you safe! I—"

"Luffy.."

"I trained, swear! I-I won't let ya get hurt, not a little bit, I—"

"Luffy—"

"PLEASE!" He sobbed, his voice cracking with his emotions — everything he was holding back finally spilling over, "PLEASE! I can't! I can't do it either! I-I can't! Not without you!"

His grip tightened as he sobbed into your shoulder, only small broken noises leaving your throat. You didn't know what to say because how can you tell him it would be alright when you couldn't believe it yourself.

"I don't want to!" Luffy continued, desperation and fear lacing every word, "It isn't right! I don't want to be pirate king without you with me!"

As much as it hurt you, maybe you could use that. You love him, but he shouldn't have to give up his dream because you are too much of a coward. You pulled back, making him whimper and desperately try to pull you closer again — because separating meant he had to face losing you.

You still managed to pull back, reaching up to cup his face in your hands. He sniffled, his eyes red and leaking tears as he looked down at you — his lip wobbling as he held back his cries.

"Then come back, Luffy," You finally were able to say without your voice betraying you, "Become pirate king and come back to me."

He make a small, broken sound at that as he leaned into your touch. He only listened for now, his body tense as he weighs the suggestion. You continued, your hands moving up to card through his messy black hair, "Don't give up on your dream for me. I don't want you to be miserable."

He looked away for a moment, "So… So are we—"

You didn't say anything, letting him make the decision on his own — because maybe it would hurt less if he understood it first.

"Are we.." He choked back another sob, "Are we breaking up..?"

Your hesitation ate away at him, but you nod, "I'm sorry," You started, but the pure devastation from him cut you off as another wounded noise left his throat in a whimper. You quickly continued in an attempt to soothe him, "Only until you come back to me, if you still want to be with me then. If you or I haven't moved on."

He swallowed thickly, nodding. "Okay. Okay… I'll become pirate king, and'll come back. I promise."

He kissed you then, tugging you close. It was a bittersweet kiss, full of all the love he could give because he didn't know when he would ever do this again. He spoke while pressed against you, all devotion and promise, "I love you. And I will love you then, too."

You didn't know what to respond with, too stunned by the declaration as it was the first time either of you had spoken those words even if it had been two years. You, unwisely, did not respond. He got back on his boat after a few more moments with you, and that was the last you saw of him.

Maybe you did have one regret.

It had been two years since then. You had two years of loving him, and now you had two years of missing him. You'd often sit at the dock, thinking of how your relationship ended with Luffy as you stared out at the water. You wished you could go back, you wished you could at least have told him you loved him back.

You wondered if he knew you did.

It hurt. It really did. The only times you saw his face were in the newspaper, whenever he got a new bounty and Makino celebrated it in her bar. You'd occasionally visit Dadan, too, as she had always welcomed you in her own gruff way. You saw his bounty grow, you saw him grow with it, you saw his crew expand through the bounties they also obtained — and it hurt. Was there a world where you had gone with him, where you also had a bounty and a place on his crew? Not just a spectator hoping that he would remember his promise?

You had also seen the downs of it, and you kicked yourself for not being there with him. You saw the reports of his crew going missing along with him, you saw the reports about Marineford, you saw the reports of Ace dying. You were inconsolable for a week when that news broke, as you were also close to Ace (and Sabo, but he had died way earlier) before he left for sea. Then there was radio silence. No new news about the Straw Hats beyond one photo of Luffy back at Marineford. Not for two years.

You stressed in that time, unconvinced that Luffy was dead but also having no real proof he was alive. Once again, you made a decision you regretted.

Only a year ago did you find a new partner. You wanted to move on, you wanted to get over Luffy and actually start your life. You felt bad — not only because of the promise of Luffy returning in the future, but because you felt like you were playing this new boyfriend. You weren't, but sometimes it felt like you were.

You did like him, he wasn't a bad guy — but he wasn't Luffy. It wasn't fair to compare the two, but you felt horrible whenever you looked at him and imagined it were Luffy in his place.

You wondered if Luffy was still thinking of you, too.

Little did you know, he was. He talked about you, reminisced about you, gushed over you so much that his crew likely knew every fact about you before they ever met you. At first, they were shocked to learn that Luffy had romantic interest beyond meat, and Sanji was pissed Luffy dated someone before he ever did — but they saw how much he still seemed to love you. How he always talked about the day he sees you again.

"Still sitting here?" A voice called from behind you, and you didn't have to turn to know who it was. A blanket settled on your shoulders, and the person sat beside you. You were looking down at a newspaper that a News Coo had just dropped off, staring at the newest bounty posters of the Straw Hats — and the newest title of the boy you loved.

One point five billion beli. Fifth Emperor of the Sea.

You finally looked over at the person, your boyfriend. Your eyes were apologetic, your heart dropping when his eyes moved down to the newspaper you were holding — to the specific person you were looking at. He sighed, though he wasn't mad at you. He knew of your previous relationship, he knew you were still trying to cope. He knew you liked him, but he also knew that it sometimes wasn't enough.

"You still want him, don't you?" He asked calmly, his voice measured as he looked back up at you.

"I'm sorry—"

He shook his head with a small smile. A way to reassure you despite his own hurt, "I get it," He said, his leg bouncing, "I don't want to keep you from him, if that is what you want."

Your breath hitched. He was so… kind about it. It made you feel like such a dick. But he wasn't wrong. Your relationship with him was good, it was, but was it going to stay that way if you kept reaching for something you didn't have? Would you end the relationship if Luffy came back all those years later, still wanting you? That would be worse, you supposed.

What is worse is that you want to go to sea, you want to find him. You were ready now. You weren't weak, you have been training because it helped ease your mind. So would he take you in again?

"I'm sorry, I really am," You told him, your mouth wobbling, "I just— I don't think it's going to work out."

He listened, and he nodded. He was upset, more than you were, but he understood. Keeping you in a relationship you were falling out of would only hurt you and him worse. "Alright," He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, "Sucks, but it's alright."

You gave him one last kiss before he walked off. That, too, reminded you of Luffy.

You couldn't believe your luck. When you set out to sea yourself, you ran into the Red Hair Pirates of all people. The Red Force was all too familiar to you, and when you called out to him you could see Shanks nearly trip before rushing to the railing.

He was stunned to see you, clearly remembering you even if it was a child version of you. He quickly barked out to get a ladder down to pull you up and off the dingy little boat you had.

When you boarded, he quickly pulled you into a hug with his arm. He looked different now — it had been twelve years since you last saw him after all. He was more mature looking now, more rugged, but still had the same fondness in his eyes with he looked at you.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" He shouted, though it was laced with worry and panick. He always had such a big heart, "Goin' towards the Grand Line in that shitty thing?!"

You laughed softly, hugging him back, "Sorry, Shanks. I just couldn't wait longer."

Shanks pulled back, releasing you from his grip. His hand reached up, scratching at his chin. "Aw, ya could've sent a note. I would'a picked ya up, kid," He grinned, but the look you gave him showed you did not believe him. Not because you didn't trust him, or held any sort of grudge against him, but because it would mean he would of had to go back to Foosha Village, which he said he wasn't going to do when he left for the first time.

"Rude," He scoffed in jest, sitting down on a stool at one of the tables on the main deck where likely was seated previously before your arrival, judging by the half full mug on the surface. You followed, sitting across from him like it were an interview, "So, what brings you out to sea suddenly?"

Damn. Really is like an interview, you had thought to yourself, smirking before you realized you did, in fact, have to answer him. "Wanted to see Luffy again," You answered honestly, hope in your eyes.

Shanks blinked, tilting his head slightly. "Is it that important? M'sure ya could've waited for his return, no? Better than riskin' your life," He hummed, his brows furrowing.

He… wasn't wrong. You could have waited. You just didn't want to anymore. "Yeah. But it just didn't feel right without him, you know? I love him."

Shanks froze, the mug that he had lifted halfway to his mouth stopped with him before lowering back down, "Love..?"

"Yeah."

"Does he know you do?"

"I was hoping he did, since I forgot to tell him two years ago."

"…Huh?"

It clicked for you that Shanks didn't know anything. Last he saw you, you and Luffy were dumb seven year olds with big dreams and bigger mouths. You smiled teasingly, knowing that the information was going to be a huge shock to him.

"Oooooh right," You sang, leaning on your arms on the table. Shanks squints suspiciously, and you continued with a playful lilt to your tone, "Luffy and I dated for two years, Captain Shanks."

Shanks said nothing, just staring at you like you had grown a second head, "…You serious?"

"Mhm."

"Dated? Dated Luffy? You?"

"What's that suppose to mean?"

Shanks stammered, realizing how that sounded, "You're great! It isn't that! It's just… It's Luffy."

"I'd be worried if it wasn't."

"The same Luffy that got mad at me for not immediately attacking mouthy bandits? The same one who then, in his anger, ate a devil fruit that I stole? That one? Same rubber idiot?"

"Yes."

Shanks stared down at his mug warily, eyeing the liquid like someone on his crew put hallucinogenics in his alcohol for some weird prank. You laughed, the teasing dying down enough for Shanks to look back up at you.

"I… I miss him, you know?" You mutter, choking up a bit at the thought of everything you gave up because you couldn't get over a fear, "I was scared then, but I'm more scared now. What if I left the village for nothing, Shanks? What if he doesn't even remember me? What if he doesn't love me anymore?"

Shanks frowned, "Hey—"

"I-I couldn't even tell him I loved him then! What if he is pissed at that!? He bared his heart to me and I just—" You paused briefly, a frustrated sound leaving your throat as tears roll down your face, "I just stared at him like a damn idiot!"

"Hold on—"

"He begged, Shanks! He— He was so afraid! He sobbed, and I just told him to meet me again when he is King of the Pirates and maybe we can get back together? What the fuck is wrong with me!? That could be in twenty odd years for all I know!"

"Shut up!" Shanks yelled, the suddenness of it causing you to stop in fear that you were annoying him, "Sorry. Didn't mean it like that. Just— Just listen."

You swallowed thickly, wiping the tears away as you nod slowly. Shanks continued, his arm reaching across the table to take your hand in his, "You know Luffy probably better than anyone. He doesn't forget people he cares about. Especially not one he grew to love."

You whimpered, looking down at his hand in yours. "I made him promise to come back when he became King of the Pirates," You repeated miserably, "Then, after making him promise, I went and got another boyfriend because I was too insecure to think he would still love me when that happens."

Shanks winced, but shook his head, "Y'still with that guy?" He asked curiously. You shook your head, and Shanks squinted in confusion, "Then why does it matter?"

You couldn't answer.

Days had passed since that conversation. You had just sat down in the same spot where it had happened with a newspaper in your hand. New bounty posters for the Straw Hats came out, along with a new title with the defeat of Kaido and Big mom.

Monkey D. Luffy. Three billion beli bounty. New Emperor of the Sea. The image on the poster no longer looked like him, yet at the same time… it never looked more like him. You didn't know what was going on, but you knew Luffy wasn't the same silly boy you once knew. He was becoming everything he said he would.

"We're a couple hours out from Wano," Beckman informed you from somewhere behind you, "Captain doesn't wanna meet Luffy yet, so we'll drop you off."

You nodded, looking away from the paper and back at Beckman, "Thank you, really. For everything."

Beckman didn't respond, but you still saw the smirk before he walked away.

True to his word, when you arrived at the shoreline of the Flower Capital later that night they just dropped you off there. Shanks was kind enough to give you directions, and also a yukata to wear so you didn't seem out of place, but also said it would be obvious where to go. Whatever that meant.

They sailed off after saying their goodbyes, and you started walking. Turns out, Shanks was right. You yelped as fireworks went off, not really expecting the loud sound to suddenly happen. You inhaled, calming your racing heart as you continued — this time towards the noise.

It was… chaotic when you got there. It was a scene that would really explain the fireworks. A massive celebration for the defeat of Kaido and the freedom of Wano. If Luffy were anywhere, it was definitely here.

You wandered around a bit, slightly uncomfortable with being lost in a land you didn't really know. You just hoped that Luffy was, in fact, still here as your only way back had already left.

Your wandering had paid off and you breathed out a sigh of relief. While it wasn't Luffy, you did manage to find some of his crewmates. Robin, Nami, and Usopp, if you remembered them correctly from their wanted posters.

You inhaled, shaking off some nerves before approaching them. "Are you— uh— Are you the straw hats..?" You asked, still nervous. So much for the prep. The nerves worsened tenfold when they actually looked over, whatever conversation they were having halted.

The two women didn't even get a chance to nod before the long-nosed man stepped up, his chest puffed out in mock bravado. "Why, yes! It is I, the great Captain Usopp! I'm sure you heard all about me, like how I commanded eight thousand men into battle, which is why you came up. I will gladly give my autograph to an adoring fan."

You blinked, flinching when the orange haired woman punched him in the back of the head, leaving him groaning. "Ignore that fool. Is there something you want?" She asked, her arms crossed over her chest.

You took a moment to process what happened. Was that normal? And why did he call himself captain? Did… he actually command eight thousand men?

You quickly shook your head, having more important matters to discuss before any of that. "Yes! I was— Uhm— Looking for Luffy," You explained, wringing your hands together.

You tensed when the trio became suspicious, realizing that maybe asking for their captain when they don't even know you is likely a bad idea. The tall black-haired woman spoke next, "Why are you looking for our captain?" She asked, her tone smooth and cold — laced with a scathing suspicion.

You sweat, not really knowing what you could say that would ease the situation. You just had to bank on the fact that Luffy happened to talk about you once. Maybe when mentioning his childhood in passing? So you try.

You told them your name, taking a cautious step back just in case, "… I'm his childhood— ah— friend."

It was silent for a good minute as they stared at you with wide eyes. Slowly, Nami turned to face Robin, "Robin. It's her."

"It seems it is."

"NO WAY!" Usopp shouted in shock, the sound startling a few patrons that were near him. The celebration also went silent for a moment before continuing back up. You winced at the volume, but your heart thuds loudly at what came next.

"Usopp? Why're you shoutin'?" An all too familiar voice spoke from the crowd as he weaved through, pushing through a clump of people with a skewer in hand to investigate why his friend had shouted without him.

Usopp, still stunned, said nothing as he shakily pointed at you. Luffy's gaze followed his finger, and stopped on you. The gears in his head visibly turn as he thinks. It wasn't because he forgot you, not at all, but… you've grown in two years — and you were wearing something he never saw you in before.

It clicks, his eyes slowly widening as he finally recognized who he was looking at. Slowly, cautiously, he says your name to confirm it was really you and not just someone who happened to look like you.

Butterflies filled your belly hearing your name on his lips again. You nod, smiling brightly, "It's me, Lu."

His breathing stuttered for a moment, just staring at you and taking it in before his jaw dropped— literally— to the ground. "EEEEEEHHHH?!!?!?"

You didn't get another chance to respond before he launched himself at you, all rubber and love he never forgot, and pulling you into a hug; His arms wrapping around you tightly like hungry snakes as he lifts you off the ground, spinning and giggling happily.

You hadn't even noticed his crew left the two of you alone.

"It's you! It's you!" He chanted, spinning a few more times before setting you down. His hands rest on your shoulders, looking you up and down — not in a lecherous way, but a subconscious way that he always did with you to make sure you were not hurt, "But— But why's it you? Glad it is, but m'not Pirate King yet."

"I couldn't wait, Luffy," You tell him, your eyes shining with joy and years of hope, "I realized after you left how— how stupid I was. I couldn't stay away any longer."

He just listened, frowning when you insulted yourself but still letting you speak.

You inhale, two years of preparation leading to this moment, "I love you, Luffy. And— And I'm sorry I didn't tell you then, and I understand if you don't feel the same anymore—"

You were cut off by a joyous little noise from Luffy before you were tugged into a kiss from him. Years of wanting and craving poured into it as his lips lock with yours. You sighed into it, so, so glad that things felt normal again. Your eyes close, your head tilting for a better angle.

It felt like you were back in Foosha with him for a moment.

When he finally pulled back, he didn't go far. His hands cradle your jawline, his forehead resting against yours. "Stay. Please. Stay this time," He begged quietly, the words only meant for you.

This time, you were ready.

"I'm not leaving again, Luffy."

The same noise left his throat, and you only got a moment to prepare before his hands on your jaw tightened and your face was getting attacked by wet, quick kisses from him all over.

"Lu— Luffy! Stop it!" You laughed, gently trying to swat at him and push him back.

He did stop, his hands leaving your face and grabbing your hand instead. "You're a Straw Hat now! My girlfriend, that's your role!" He giggled, but he rethought it after you gave him an unimpressed look, "Ah— Temporary role! Swear! Need'ta find ya one."

You rolled your eyes playfully, but you were glad to be called his girlfriend once more.

He tugged you along, rushing through the crowd, "Gotta introduce ya to the crew!" He grinned, walking ahead of you while pulling you. You stared at him, eyes shining as you were reminded of Foosha once more, all the way when you were seven — rushing to pull you along so you can meet someone he adores. It was the same, but this time… it was to meet the family he found.

"Didn't know ya had a good boat," He said suddenly while pulling you, slowing down a bit to walk right beside you, hand-in-hand.

"Huh? I don't."

"How'd ya get here then? No way ya swam through the Grand Line and into the New World."

You blinked before grinning widely. He looked at you curiously.

"Oh, right. Shanks took me."

The afterparty in the Flower Capital was loud and inviting, the people of Wano celebrating the defeat of Kaido and their subsequent freedom — none the wiser that the man who lead that freedom was sitting running around beside them because he did not want to be seen as a hero. He didn't want a pirate to be the reason for their freedom, so he passed that on to Momonosuke.

Luffy, the newest Emperor of the Sea, ran around with Yamato — playing games and eating all of the food he could get. Why wouldn't he? It was all free food because it was a celebration, that is essentially a wet dream for him.

"Yama-o!" Luffy shouted to the man who was literally right beside him, beaming up at him with his cheeks puffed out with food, "Lesh goh ov'r dere!" He pointed to another food stand with a hand that was currently holding a skewer, hopping on his feet as he already started to run over without waiting for a response.

Yamato grinned, but quickly stammered as he realized that he was just left behind, "W-Wait up, Luffy!" He laughed, chasing after the rubber captain with heavy footfalls.

You had watched them run past you, shaking your head fondly as you turn your attention back to Tama — who was patiently seated on your lap as you did her hair, "Uwahh! Big bro sure has a lot of energy!" Tama admired, shifting in your lap as if Luffy's energy transferred to her and made her want to chase him.

"He sure does," You tell her gently, easing her to sit still on your lap again so her hair wasn't messed up from the movement. You looked up in the direction he went once more, only to find that he was no longer beside Yamato. The man in question was now beside Momonosuke, his expression seemingly nervous as he avoids looking in your direction altogether. Your captain, your boyfriend, was missing.

Your relationship with Luffy had started a good two years ago now, just after Enies Lobby had happened — just after Luffy got his act together and realized that he really should start taking things more seriously lest he want to lose the people he loves again. That feeling bled into how he handled himself as a captain and into his relationships with the crew. He was closer to them now, more protective, but all the more so with you. You had joined the crew a little after Nami had, but before Usopp, when they stopped at a small island before Syrup Village. You were cool to him, so he had simply asked you.

You agreed because you were bored… and because it felt nice to belong.

According to what Robin had told you, he had the conversation about feelings with his grandpa first after their brief squabble cooled down — in the quieter moments after he learned (and frankly didn't care) who his father was. Then according to Nami, who denied ever eavesdropping despite giving you information that was only obtained though eavesdropping, he had asked Koby and Helmeppo during his conversation with them. She mentioned that the two men startled so bad that they fell off the rock they were on, but still gave him the best advice they could despite being single men themselves — and that Luffy only really listened to what Koby said.

He had finally asked the question after Usopp rejoined the crew, after they escaped his grandpa with a coup de burst — while his adrenaline was still high and he couldn't chicken out of it. You said yes, and you hadn't regretted it since.

Technically speaking, your relationship was only a few months long due to the two years you spent separated from him. That didn't matter to either of you though, as you still loved each other completely during that time — you were his motivation to get stronger. He wanted to protect you better. He also wanted to protect the whole crew, but he really wanted to be enough for you. He knew if you were there that you would tell him that he already was enough, but at that moment he didn't feel like he was.

He couldn't even protect his brother who was right in front of him. How could he ever protect you if he couldn't save him? You're strong, he knows that… but so was Ace. Ace was strong, but he died protecting him because he was too weak to do it himself. At times, he believed that it should have been him instead.

At least that was what he told himself when it happened. He knows now that he did save Ace, in more ways than one. He knows Ace spent most of his life believing he was a demon, a man who should be dead. That was part of his dream, wasn't it? To have proof of his life that wasn't tied to who his father was? In the end, he got that and more. He realized that he was allowed to live, to be born, to be loved. He found his family in Luffy and Sabo, in Dadan and the mountain bandits, in Whitebeard and his crew. He lived regretting the fact he was born, but he died without it. Luffy did save him, but Ace saved him as well.

Because that is what true freedom is, isn't it? To choose how you live? But also to choose how you die?

If Ace never died, if Luffy had escaped with him… What then? He had no reason to believe he was too weak. They would have gone back to Sabaody, and he would have lost everything.

He came to that realization, and he also realized that he loved you. He wanted to be with you for the rest of his life, which Rayleigh had informed him was something called marriage. So when you reunited two years later, he told you he loved you for the first time — but he kept wimping out with proposing to you. There are multiple forms of strength, he had guessed.

Of course, you weren't worried all that much that you couldn't see him anymore. It was a party, it was safe with all of the straw hats and allies littered about, and Luffy was strong enough to defend himself against anyone here — but you were just briefly confused. Weren't him and Yamato having fun? Why would he abruptly ditch him?

Looking around, you noticed that a few other Straw Hats were also missing. You knew Nami and Robin were nearby, with Sanji naturally following them while swooning, but now the three of them were missing alongside Luffy.

You frowned, carefully getting up and easing Tama onto the bench you were sitting on, "Stay here with big bro Zoro for a little bit, alright? I'll be back in a moment to finish your hair," You tell her calmly, motioning to Zoro who just so happened to be sitting nearby. Said man opened his eye briefly in acknowledgement with a grunt, allowing Tama to bother him. As much as he would deny it to the grave, he is a softy.

After you had walked off, Usopp and Franky had approached where you previously were. Usopp paused, blinking in confusion at the fact that you were no longer there. He slowly looked over at Zoro.

"Zoro," Usopp questioned, his tone slightly wobbling with rising nerves. Not because he was scared of Zoro, but at the fact you were not there, "Where did she go? The bathroom, right Zoro? Zoro, please tell me she went to the bathroom."

Zoro didn't open his eye, but his tone was both irritated and confused, "No. She went to find the rubber moron," He grumbled, not fully grasping why Usopp was so startled all of a sudden.

The sound that left Usopp was one of pure panic, causing Tama to also become worried, "ZORO!" Usopp shouted, grabbing Zoro by the shoulders and shaking him, "ZORO! You idiot! Don't you get it?!"

Zoro was awake now, completely irritated as he squinted his eye at Usopp, "Knock it off, long-nose! What's the big deal?!" He looked behind Usopp at Franky, hoping for some assistance — but the cyborg just shook his head in disapproval.

Usopp let go of Zoro's shoulders, pacing back and forth for a moment while muttering. He abruptly stopped, pointing at Zoro, "It's the big day, dumbass! We have to find her before she finds him!"

Zoro paused, racking his brain for what Usopp meant. The gears turned, and his eyes widen when it finally clicked, "…Shit," He muttered, ready to get up. Franky, though, pushed him back down.

"Stay here, bro," Franky suggested, pointing his large thumb at Tama, "You need to watch her."

"Hah?? But I know what direction she went!"

"Sorry pal, but that means nothing coming from you."

"Why, you—"

"ENOUGH!" Usopp shouted in a panic, already turning to find Chopper, "We do not have time for this!"

Franky nodded, pointing two fingers at his eyes before turning them to Zoro. Zoro scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched the duo go and search for Chopper. Tama, from beside him, tugged at his sleeve in curiosity. "Big bro? What does 'big day' mean?"

Zoro stared ahead for a moment before smirking, his eye closing again, "It means you are possibly going to have a big sister-in-law."

Tama gasped.

Back with Usopp and Franky, and now Chopper in walk point as he sniffed after your scent, was chaotic. They had quickly asked Chopper to start tracking after declaring it "code red: she moved." Chopper abruptly lifted his head, stopping in his tracks as he looked off in a direction.

"This way!" He called, galloping off. Usopp yelped, quickly running after him with Franky in tow. They ran through the celebration, weaving through the confused partygoers, and to the outskirts of the Flower Capital where it was more reserved — private to the world unless you explicitly came looking.

They stopped at the base of a hill, Usopp hunched forwards with his hands on his knees and he heaves out heavy breaths. They did not even have a moment to gather themselves as Nami, Robin, and Sanji came down from the top — Nami grabbing Usopp's shoulder to drag him away while whispering something aggressively to him. Turns out, they were a little too late in stopping you as you were already at the peak of the incline with Luffy, but luckily you were still none the wiser. Usopp, Chopper, and Franky quickly leave with the trio.

Up on the hill, overlooking the celebration as the lanterns flickered in the sky like a second set of stars, you were alone with Luffy. You tilt your head, grabbing his hand as you stood in front of him. He seemed nervous, uncharacteristically so, and that concerned you. "Is everything alright, Lu?" You asked him, your thumb gently rubbing over his knuckles.

He hesitated, scratching the back of his head as he looked away from you — as if worried that looking at you would make him blurt out whatever was going on in his head. He may be impulsive, not one to think about his actions, but this was something that he wanted to do right.

"Y— Yeah, s'fine. Why'd think it's not? Everythin' s'good," He stammered, scrambling for any words that would belay any notion that he was nervous. It didn't work, because Luffy's face was anything if not honest.

You blinked, your thumb stilling on his hand. You were confused. He would never not tell you anything, especially when it came to his emotions. You were the one person besides Jinbe that he confided with when it came to Ace, or even the stresses that came from being captain when everyone else thought he was fine.

He sighed before you could question him, releasing your hand to turn away from you. His hands rub down his face a few times before slapping his cheeks and going loose at his side. He bounces in place, hyping himself up before turning and facing you again. His cheeks were red, but you didn't know if that was because he hit himself or for another reason.

"I love ya," He blurted out, his brows furrowed in his seriousness. You blinked, a bit stunned at his abruptness and the fact that you just watched him hype himself up.

"I love—" You paused when his finger came up, shushing you. He shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sorry. Jus'… let me do this first," He mumbled, his arm dropping as he looked down at the ground. His foot kicked at the dirt beneath him, his hand coming up to punch his arm like he were trying to wake himself up — like he was not convinced he was really about to do this.

Your hand came up to stop that action, knowing he would have done it too hard. He inhaled, nodding a quick thanks to you before looking up at you again. He grabbed both of your hands, because maybe your touch would center him in reality.

It did.

"I love ya," He repeated, this time not taking his eyes off of you, "Like… Like a lot."

You nod, letting him speak because he had already shushed you once.

"Like, uhm, more than y'know. More than meat, swear!" He grinned, though it was wobbly and nervous, "Can't imagine of any… ah— any…"

He paused, thinking of a good word to relay the scope of his feelings, "Universe. Yeah. Any universe where ya aren't with me," he nods quickly, as if proud of himself for what he said, "If there is one, I don't like it. S'not right."

Your heartbeat sped up, your eyes widening as your brain slowly caught up with what was happening. You don't say anything, not wanting to ruin it for him, but your grip tightened on his hands.

"M'not good at the… romance talk. S'more've Sanji's thing," He laughed nervously, looking to the side for only a moment before looking back at you, "But I love ya, so… so I gotta try."

"Ever since we've been separated, er… physically separated," He clarified, cringing at himself because you had obviously already known what he had meant, "I— I wanted this. Real bad. Couldn't stop thinkin' about how I wanted t'tell ya. Had it planned out for all th'way back in Sabaody — when we got back. Got scared."

Your eyes soften. You knew it wasn't easy for Luffy to admit when he was scared. Genuinely scared, that is.

"Can't wait longer though. Could'a lost ya," He says, closing his eyes with a scowl to rid himself of the thought. He wasn't wrong, either. During the raid on Onigashima, you had gotten inflicted with the Ice Oni virus from Queen. If it weren't for Marco halting the virus long enough for Chopper to create the antibody, he likely would have lost you.

"I'm okay now, Luffy," You reassure him, and he opens his eyes again. He looks over your body, almost confirming his reality once more to soothe the growing agitation in his veins. You were fine. Chopper took care of you. You are here, holding his hands, looking at him with love and care.

"I know. But I can't wait any longer," He nods, releasing your hands just to clasp them together in a prayer position between his. He seemed frustrated, not knowing how to word this elegantly like Sanji had told him. He wanted to, but… would that really be him?

Would making it sound like a prince really sound like it were coming from his heart and not just the script someone else had given him? If he were really going to do this, would that be what you wanted?

Sure, he had gone to Nami and Robin for advice first and Sanji later because he happened to overhear it. Sanji had given him a list on things he should do, only half of it he remembered. Nami had told him not to be an idiot, and don't make it sound forced. Robin just told him to be himself, to do what he thought was best.

At first, he thought Robin gave bad advice simply because Nami and Sanji had structure to what they said while she just told him to not overthink it. How could he not overthink it? He didn't know what he was doing, he needed the guidance.

But Sanji and Nami didn't know what they were doing either, did they? Sure, Sanji had been engaged before — but that was against his will. Something he thought he had to do to save his family of bastards and his sister, to save Zeff and the Baratie, to save the crew he loves. Nami had also never been married, so maybe she was just saying things that she wanted in a proposal — but that wasn't you.

You didn't date him for formality — for words that were minced and careful. You date him because he is him. Unapologetically. So maybe Robin's advice was the best, but he was too caught up in what "perfect" could be that he disregarded it.

He said your name with a reverence you had only heard in the bedroom, in moments alone with him — his hands tightening around yours, "I… I can't—"

He paused again. Because technically he could, as much as he didn't want to admit it. If you said no, you would likely still stay on the crew. At most you would still date him, just not ready for the next step. Neutrally, you would just be his friend. At worst, a fate he didn't want to happen, you would leave him and the crew because you couldn't bare to be on the same ship with the man you rejected. He shook his head rapidly, that thought upsetting him because he couldn't bare it.

But this wasn't a situation like it had been with Sanji where he almost left for good, you were still here and likely would still be here even if you say no. He could become pirate king still

"I don't want t'be King of the Pirates without ya by m'side," He rephrased, his eyes shining with devotion and unwavering hope, "I want to find the One Piece with you, I want to be completely free with you, and—"

He paused, his hands starting to tremble as he pulled them away from yours and reached into his yukata. He pulled out a ring, a bright gold band with a diamond set on the top — smaller gemstones surrounded it and went around the band. It looked expensive, something that you couldn't really believe Nami let him buy — but she had, because it did not look like anything from a treasure haul. You finally realized why Nami was so adamant on trying on rings back at Sabaody.

It wasn't in a box or anything, like he was worried that if he wasn't physically touching it or looking at it he would keep hesitating on doing it. Like seeing it gleam in the sunlight, or under the shine of the stars late at night, gave him the courage. It still shined, too, even outside the box. Like he took inexplicable care of it. More than anything he has previously other than his hat.

"I want you t'be by my side. Forever. Even after I am Pirate King and then some," Luffy spoke softly as he held the ring by its band, his tone wavering like he wanted to cry but held back until he got the answer that would determine which type of tears he would shed, "As… As my… queen of… the pirates…"

He trailed off, his face completely red like he couldn't believe he said something as cheesy as that. He shook off the embarrassment of that line, thrusting the ring out closer to you like a child nervously giving his valentine flowers.

"Please," He just about pleaded, his eyes searching your face, "Marry me. Be my wife."

You stared at him, and then at the ring gripped in his trembling hands, processing it all. You were stunned for a moment even after knowing what was coming. Your heart was beating out of your chest. Your face crumples before you can stop it, tears streaming down your face so quickly that Luffy almost panicked because he hates seeing you cry — but he stopped, because he noticed you were happy.

"Y-Yes, Luffy," You hiccup, nodding as you rub away the tears with minimal success with the heel of your hand, "Yes! I'll marry you..!"

Luffy froze, his eyes widening as he looked at you. He processed your words, taking a moment to really digest what you said. A wide, though wobbly, grin adorned his face — tears of his own leaking out before he could stop it. Not that he cared in the moment.

"Y-Yeah? Yeah!?" He repeats, excited. When you nod, he rushed forwards, almost dropping the ring. He caught it with a yelp, causing you to choke out a laugh, as he grabs your hand to steady the shaking. His own were shaking hard, more than you ever seen from him. You didn't know if it was from excitement or the nerves from it all anymore, but you didn't care.

Carefully, more carefully than he has every been in his life, he eased it onto your ring finger until it was seated snugly at the base. He paused after that, just holding your hand in his as he stares at it — one again confirming that it was real and not a figment of his imagination.

"I'm… I'm so glad," He mutters out, looking up at you with wet eyes. He looked like he was going to say more, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and tugged him down into a kiss. He yelps against your lips before making a pleased noise, tilting his head into it as his arms settle on your waist — tugging you impossibly closer.

The moment was ruined by wailing, and not from you or Luffy. You both pulled back, looking down the hill to see the straw hats — plus Yamato, Tama, and Momonosuke — all poorly hiding in the bushes. Franky was currently being scolded for sobbing loudly by Nami, but she also was tearing up.

"SO SORRY, BROS!" Franky sobbed, "ITS JUST SO… SO… SUPER!"

He wasn't the only one crying, either. Sanji, Chopper, Usopp (though he claimed it was brave tears, despite there being nothing to be brave about), Nami, Yamato, and Momonosuke were all in tears.

"Can't believe that rubber bastard has a wife before me," Sanji wept, but it was clear he was happy for you and the captain. He got hit by Nami pretty quickly, who yelled at him through her own tears.

"THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOU!"

Zoro, though he was smirking, teased the others who were crying, "Not even Tama is crying," He snorted, pointing at Tama with his thumb. Tama's eyes were sparkling, and it seemed that Zoro spoke too soon as she very quickly burst into tears and sprinted up the hill despite Yamato trying to catch her.

"BIG BRO!" She wailed, launching into Luffy's arms so suddenly that he had to let go of you to catch her. Her cheek pressed against his as she cradled his head, "I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!"

Luffy laughs, holding Tama tightly for a moment as he thanks her. You watch fondly, wiping away the remaining tears on your face. Yamato finally scrambled up the hill, taking Tama out of his arms.

"Carry on, you two!" He encouraged as he put Tama on his shoulders, giving them a thumbs up before rushing down the hill again before Tama could protest and start hitting his head.

The eavesdropping group began to disperse, heading back to the party. Luffy turned to you after watching them leave, offering his hand with a smile, "Let's head back?"

You look at his hand for a moment before looking back at his face. His eyes were shining no longer with tears, but overwhelming joy and love. You smiled softly back, taking his hand as he walked with you down the hill.

"So I'm thinkin' 'Monkey' s'a good last name f'ya."

"Luffy…"

"What? I'm bein' honest!"

You laughed, "We'll see."

The Thousand Sunny had docked at a small island, being thoroughly examined by Usopp through the crow's nest to determine that there was no marines or monsters hidden beyond the shoreline before they got changed and dropped the gangplank to spread out on the sand.

You had chosen a more secluded spot, more away from everyone. While you did love the crew, sometimes you just wanted time to yourself away from all the antics. Still, you had brought sunscreen with you to protect yourself from the harsh sun radiating above your head in the cloudless sky, lest you wanted Chopper to scold you while crying about damaging your skin… or something along those lines.

The little getaway you had planned was not lonely for long as your captain, who seemed to have a radar for anything that had to do with you, found you. He lets out a happy noise, tearing through the sand to get to you. You huffed, looking up at him as he slowed to a stop right in front of you, his bare chest heaving in excitement. At least he was considerate enough to not get sand all over you.

"There you are!" He cheered, his thumb pointing back to where the rest of the crew was, already partially turned like he was going to run again, "I was lookin' for ya! Usopp and Chopper and Franky are buildin' sandcastles! Come see!"

You sighed, looking past him where he was pointing to before your gaze fell back on him, shaking your head, "I wanted to be alone for a bit," You had explained briefly, which caused a worried little frown to adorn his face. He crouched down in front of you, tilting his head confusedly.

"How come?" He whined, leaning forwards a bit, "It's borin' without you!"

"Just wanted some alone time."

He huffed, partially offended by your declaration. You decide to appease to him before he threw a tantrum, "You can stay with me. I need help with my sunscreen anyway," You shrugged, laying down on your belly on the towel you had brought. You reach behind you, untying the bikini strap to give him full access, "Can't reach."

Any complaint he had died down as he stared at your bare back, "O-Oh. Okay," He mumbles quietly, grabbing the bottle of sunscreen. He made a face at it, not really liking the feel of the slightly slippery bottle as he shifted it from hand to hand. He makes a sound, thinking about how he could do this.

He could be a normal person and just stay kneeling beside you, lather your back up with the cream, and move on with his day. But he wasn't normal.

You inhale in slight shock as he straddled your thighs, seated right behind your ass. He admires you beneath him for a moment, humming in satisfaction before he turns the bottle upside-down, his tongue poking out in concentration as he squirts a massive glob of sunscreen right onto your back. You jerk beneath him at the feeling.

"Not that much, you bastard!"

"Eep-!"

You could only sigh as he giggled an apology, tossing the bottle aside as he leaned forwards, his big hands splayed on your back as he slowly rubs the cream in. You shudder as the cool sunscreen spreads along your back, trying to ignore the fact that his crotch was pressed right up against you.

Luffy huffed, though it seemed to trail into a groan as you shuddered beneath him, "Don't move,' He grits out, his voice a bit lower than usual. You huffed at his audacity to be bossy right now, but your bratty retort fell short when you could feel his dick starting to harden against you, his breathing changing as he feels hot and heavy on top of you, his hands slowing down their motions as he squeezes his eyes shut. He gave one experimental grind, nearly collapsing on top of you as he did, panting as he waits for your reaction.

"You… You can continue," You mutter in embarrassment, clutching the towel beneath you. You weren't complaining, but you should have known that asking him for help in a secluded area would lead to this.

"Fuuuuck… M'sorry, hehe. Y're jus' sooo pretty," He giggles breathlessly, his hips slowly starting to buck against your ass, grinding his clothed, rigid length along your curves, "Can't help m'self when y're around…" His head tilted back with a groan, sucking his bottom lip through his teeth as his hips repeatedly press into yours.

You moan softly while he pleasures himself, even if you aren't really getting any stimulation from it, it was still incredibly hot to hear him panting and groaning behind you with each slow thrust of his hips, feeling him twitch and shudder each time the head of his cock catches just right from inside of his swim trunks. He shifts on his knees, grunting in annoyance as he tries to find the right angle that was most pleasurable to him.

He finds it after a few seconds, the tent of his shorts settling between your ass, more towards your lower back than anything as he resumes humping you. He grunts with a particularly rough thrust, gasping when it shifts his trunks down and over his cock, freeing it from where it was contained. He blinks a few times, staring down at his twitching cock as it rested against the small of your back, leaking precum onto the sunscreen he just applied in desperate spurts.

"Luffy..?" You question curiously, though he just huffs as his hands settle on your ribcage, gripping tightly but not enough to hurt. You hear him whine, mixed with a small growl, behind you as he puts more force into his thrusts, moaning loudly and shamelessly as his cock slides against the slick sunscreen on your back, not caring if it wasn't good to have the solution on his throbbing length.

"S'good! Damn!" He whines, his hips never faltering as he uses your lower back for his pleasure, chasing an elusive high, so close yet so far from his crew that was having fun just beyond a shallow tree line that gave you just a small bit of privacy from them. That didn't matter to him right now, all that mattered was you and the feeling that was shooting through his spine each time his cock slid against you. His arousal grew hotter with each slick sound, the sunscreen mixing with the precum leaking copiously from his tip. He was having way more fun, he bet.

In all reality it was kind of gross to you, but it doesn't mean you were repulsed by it. The feeling of his sunscreen getting mixed with his precum was making a sticky mess on your back, and you squirm at the cooling feeling. He grumbles, holding you down tighter as he glides his cock through the mess. "Don't- haaah- don't move," He tells you, his thighs trembling in pleasure. You barely liked sunscreen on your skin, so you can imagine that- once the heat in his body died down- he was likely going to complain about it on his cock.

He was desperate now, rapidly chasing his pleasure as he grunts and groans, one hand letting go of your side briefly to wipe away the drool leaking from his mouth before returning to your side. Really, at this rate what was one more body fluid coating your back. Your sweat, his sweat, his precum… It all blended into one and made a slick mess for him to grind his cock through. He loved it, he loved you.

"Gonna- ngghhh- haha!" He laughs breathlessly, his cock twitching needily against your back, "G'na cum! C-Can't… Ohhh god!" He whines, his hips picking up speed as he ruts against your back with wild abandon, panting as sweat drips from his hair from the exertion. His hands tighten, holding you as still as possible as his cock slams against your back in two more hard thrusts before he stills. His eyes rolled back with a long groan, his cock spurting thick lines of cum along your back, mixing with the sunscreen.

He pants as he comes down from his high, his grip easing as he just sits on top of you with his twitching cock resting against your spine. He blinks blearily, staring at the mess he made along your back as he leans down. His tongue pokes out, only getting a drop of his spend in his mouth before he recoiled, "Blegh! Why'd they make it smell like bananas if it doesn't taste like it!?"

You sigh in exasperation beneath him, "Shut up and clean me already," You complain, feeling the mess on your back beginning to dry. He grumbles petulantly, something about liking his work, before his arm stretches out and through the tree lines. An indignant "Oi!" echoes in the air, likely from Zoro, as Luffy blindly grabbed a towel and brought it back.

With an overly dramatic sigh, he wipes down his cock before cleaning your back, tossing the messy fabric to the side once he deemed you clean enough. Though, he still didn't move.

You blink, "You… can move now."

A thoughtful hum escaped him, "hhrrmm… But I wiped your sunscreen off! Y'need more now.." he mumbles, and you can feel his cock twitch against your back again.

"GET OFF!"

The sun beats down on the umbrella you were under, the harsh rays illuminating the white sand beneath you to a near blinding degree. Nami and Robin sat beside you on their own respective beach chairs, leaned back to relax for once in their chaotic lives. Really, this kind of day was long overdue, especially after the chaos of Wano.

From further down the beach, Luffy shouts as he chases Usopp, who was screeching at the top of his lungs as he tries to escape the rubber captain both clad in only their swim trunks. Chopper, having shifted to walk point, chased after them while holding sunscreen in his jaws, begging Luffy to put some on and that he didn't care if Luffy's skin was rubber and "immune to the sun biting him". You watched him more fondly than the rest, earning an amused scoff from Nami.

Sanji, dressed in an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt and swim trunks, was cooking at a grill he had brought out from the Sunny's storage room; reserved specifically for a time like this. He sighed to himself, opening the fridge in Franky's belly to pull out some ingredients. "Honestly, those idiots have no care in the world," He grumbled to himself through a puff of cigarette smoke, though the fondness in his tone was unmistakable, "Unlike me, who is taking care of the crew. Right, ladies?!~♡"

You should have known it would turn into showing off for you three, it always comes to that with him. You couldn't even work up a response before Zoro, who you had honestly believed was missing until now, spoke up from his spot under the shade of a palm tree, "Really, shitty cook? Keep flaunting like that and your desperation will spoil the meat."

Any sort of sparkling and hearts in Sanji's eyes immediately died out, replaced with a scowl that was reserved for the green-haired swordsman alone. "Oh? You have something to add, mosshead?" He all but snarled, glaring daggers in the direction of Zoro who was completely unbothered.

"Already added it."

"Did you? Why don't you say it to my face, crappy swordsman?"

"Hah?- Oh, gladly, you damn-"

"DID SOMEONE SAY MEAT?!" Luffy abruptly cut in, barreling straight for the grill that Sanji had set up. Sanji yelped, retaliating as quickly as he could as he delivers a sharp kick to the captain's face. You could visibly see his rubber head cave in, slightly curling around the cook's foot, before he bounced back and tumbled through the sand in a dusty explosion. A pathetic little whimper escapes his mouth as he laid in his resting place, though it wasn't the sound of a pained man - rather it was the sound of a hungry boy who just got his attempt thwarted.

Nami tilted her sunglasses down slightly, a tick of anger already appearing on her temple. "We can't have one normal day without the gaggle of morons going at it, huh?" She grits out, watching as Usopp poked the down captain with a stick, causing said man to hop back up and resume chasing the poor sniper like nothing had happened. She decided it was more effort than it was worth to bother yelling at them, setting her sunglasses back on her face as she leans back in her seat.

"I'd say it is refreshing, is it not?" Robin chimed in with a laugh hidden behind her hand. You and Nami looked over at her in slight curiosity, "It certainly beats having to fish them out of a sea king's belly."

Nami looked at you briefly before looking back at Robin, sighing a bit as she looked straight ahead at the disasters rampaging down the shoreline, "We seriously have to teach you comparisons." She mutters, but she couldn't help but laugh under her breath.

Silence fell over the three of you as you watched the scene unfold, soothed by the sounds of the boys having fun and the steady, calm melody of Brook's violin.

"Sooo…" Nami began, causing your spine to straighten at the tone, "You and Luffy?" She asked you, causing Robin to also look at you with that knowing look in her eyes. Your face heated up, suddenly finding the sand at your feet interesting.

"Shut up," You mutter, completely flustered. Thankfully, the universe gave you a distraction from any conversation about your feelings.

"Ladies!~♡" Sanji sang as he twirled over to your spot under the umbrella, a tray balanced perfectly in his hand, "Cool, refreshing drinks for my beautiful girls." He hummed, bowing slightly as he offered the drinks to you.

You took yours after Nami and Robin grabbed theirs, taking a small sip. Your eyes lit up at the taste, humming in satisfaction. "Sanji! This is amazing!" You tell him happily, taking another sip with a happy noise.

Sanji's face visibly went red, fighting off the nosebleed that threatened him. "Really?! Oh! Well it means the world coming from such a beauty like yourself!" He swooned, hovering around your seat with hearts in his eyes.

You couldn't help but to tease him a bit, Nami and Robin giggle into their drinks as they see the look in your eyes. "It tastes even better coming from a strong, handsome man such as yourself," You cooed, internally cringing at your tone. It seemed to do the trick though, as the sound that left Sanji's mouth was anything but human.

Luffy, from the distance he was at, also seemed to hear your words as he abruptly stopped, causing Usopp to stop his dramatic screaming and Chopper to run into his legs. He didn't budge, even when Chopper tried to nudge him to do something. Steam, literally, came from his nose as he huffed like an angry bull, stomping like a child through the sand and over to where you were seated.

Usopp and Chopper blink as they watch him go, looking over at each other slowly. "What's wrong with Luffy?" Chopper asked with innocent curiosity, causing Usopp to chuckle and cross his arms, his eyes closing as he shakes his head.

"That, my little furry buddy, is the captain in love."

"NO WAY."

"YES WAY! And we get to watch it happen!"

Sanji's swooning as cut short by the captain's sudden appearance, looking over at him with a composure so abrupt you would think he was possessed. "Something you need, captain?" He asked, only to be completely ignored by Luffy as he points at you with all of the indignation of a man who had been wronged.

"HEY! Why're you callin' him big 'nd strong?! And- And handsome?!" Luffy shouts, his brows bunched together so tightly they might as well be fused, "I'm, like, so much stronger! And handsome-er!" He accompanied his words by puffing up his chest, literally. His torso expands to the ridiculous size you have only ever seen him do in gear four, holding it for a moment with puffed cheeks until he deflated again, "See?!"

You and Sanji stared at him like you were seeing a new animal for the first time, while Robin and Nami watched with complete interest in the unfolding scene. Truthfully, they knew of you and Luffy pining for each other, you both had gone to them multiple times asking for advice. You went to them because the alternative was talking to a ship full of men who would not give helpful advice and would likely, horrifyingly, just tell Luffy outright. Luffy had gone to them because they were women and they had to know how other women worked.

"Luffy," You began, your hands held up in a placating manner, "I never denied that. I know you are the strongest here." Your words seemed to have an effect as all the fight drained out of him, leaving him pouting. He huffs, turning his back to you as he crouched down, his finger drawing circles in the sand as his cheeks puff with annoyance. Whether it was at you, Sanji, or himself is something you would never find out.

"Whatever," He grumbles, but you can see him look back at you for a moment, like he was checking to see if you would pity him. What a drama queen. Sanji, Nami, and Robin seemed to take the hint as they all excused themselves with varying excuses, scrambling away as quickly as possible. Much like Usopp and Chopper, they all hid their eavesdropping poorly. You learned to ignore them over the time you have spent on the ship with them.

You sigh, choosing to indulge because you feared he would never stop until you did. You got up from the comfort of your chair, walking over to his hunched over form, and crouching beside him. Your hand lands on his upper back, and you have to resist laughing at the full body shiver that ran though him as he tried to act unbothered and nonchalant.

Silence surrounded you two for a moment before his voice spoke up, quieter and smaller than you have ever heard it, "'m I handsome, too?" He asked, his cheeks turning a bit red as his hand tugs his hat down over his eyes, hiding the embarrassment he felt. You blinked, processing the question he asked before a soft smile adorned your face.

"Yes, you are."

The change was immediate. He whipped his head towards you so quickly with the widest, happiest smile yet, startling you as you fall back on your butt into the sand. He lands on his knees in front of you, his hands bracketing on either side of your legs as he leans real close. The King of ignoring personal space strikes again.

"Really?! Really?! You mean it?!" He asked rapidly, not giving you a chance to answer as a happy little laugh left his lips, "Hehehe!~ 'Kay! Y'can't call anyone else handsome then!" He tells you, nodding like this was a normal ask.

It took you a moment to process what he said, still stunned by his sunshine smile and his closeness. You shook your head, "What? Why not?" You asked him, confused by this sudden declaration. Why did he care so much? Nami groaned in the distance as how oblivious you are.

He tilted his head, a confused noise escaping him, "Hrrmm? 'Cause I don't like it, duh! Why would ya do anythin' I don't like?" He huffed, giggling a bit after and he gives a mock stern face, "Captain's orders!"

He was not "captain's orders"-ing his way out of this one, no chance. "I can find other people handsome, Luffy," You countered, still confused by his abrupt change in demeanor. He never reacted this way whenever Nami would tease and flirt with Sanji to get what she wanted.

"Whaaat?! No fair!" Luffy whined, leaning in so close that you had to lean back, "I don't find other girls handsome… er… Beautiful. So you can't find other men handsome!"

"I'm not stopping you from doing that, Luffy," You reasoned with him, watching his face contort with shock. You had a feeling it wasn't shock at you not restricting him, though.

"But, but!" He scrambles for the right words, sitting back on his knees which gave you a bit more space. His arms flail around as he tries to find the right words, "Nami and Robin said that ya can't look at others like that when y'got a special someone!"

…huh?

Apparently you had said that out loud as Luffy nods furiously, "Yup, yup! They told me that you could only have eyes f'ya special someone," He huffs with finality, "y're my special someone, ain'tcha?"

You did not know this, actually. How long has this been going on? Had he asked you before and you just tuned it out? Were you drunk? You shook your head, "Luffy. We aren't dating," You tell him, gripping his shoulders to hold him still as you look at him.

He blinks, a flash of hurt crossing his face, "Hah? But… I like ya, 'nd Nami told me ya like me too," He mumbles, searching your eyes to figure out if he had heard you right.

Ah. So that was it. Apparently talking to Nami about your feelings had the same result, she ended up telling him. You inhale to center yourself, ignoring the innocent whistling that started up behind you. "Okay, I do like you, Luffy," You tell him and his face lights up again. You start speaking before he could continue, "But you can't just… decide we are together! You have to ask! I would like to be aware that I have a boyfriend, you know!"

You could see the gears turning in his head as he process what you said. Whatever he was thinking seemed to have a conclusion as he smiles brightly, "Oh! I see! Well, be my girlfriend!" He declares, nodding like that was the perfect way to ask. Well… ask was a generous term. It was more like he promoted you.

"You can't just demand-" You pause, sighing as you realize that was the best you'd get from him, "Alright. I'll be your girlfriend. IF!" You held your finger up, pausing any joyous cheer that was about to erupt from his mouth, "If that means you are my boyfriend."

You never saw him nod faster in your life, "Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" He agrees, giggling happily as he leaned forward and gave you a wet, sloppy kiss to your cheek that was honestly more of a lick. He hopped up before you could even say anything or reciprocate, sprinting back towards Usopp with even more enthusiasm than before. Usopp screams.

"You sure about this?"

That was the question you had asked while sitting cross-legged on Luffy's bed, your head tilted as you stare at him in front of you. The both of you were already naked, having planned to have sex until he brought up something he wanted to try, "Won't it be difficult?"

He huffed, his hands on his hips as he stands in front of you, his cock jutted out obscenely, throbbing with need. "I like a challenge! I can figure it out." He declares, nodding at his own statement like it were a law. Still, he doesn't proceed without you agreeing to it as well.

You think it over, your finger tapping at your chin as you look to the side. It wasn't like you had never taken him in his gear forms before. He has used gear two a bunch, you had withstood snakeman before, you had experienced gear five… but bounceman? It wasn't like he wasn't attractive in that form, any version of Luffy is attractive to you, but you were concerned about the logistics of it. He never stops bouncing. Literally. It wasn't like gear five where he could control the amount of bounciness around him, so how would it even work?

You looked back over at him, and his eyes were so eager and waiting that it was hard to say no to him. Besides, you love Luffy and want to experience everything that he has to offer. "Okay. We can try it," You agreed, laughing a bit as he pumped his fist in obvious excitement.

"YES! Okay!" He grins, his arm turning a glossy black as he brings it up to his mouth. He inhales, his cheeks puffing up as he bites into his haki coated arm and blows as hard as he could. You could only watch as his form expands, his hair puffing up, the black haki curling down his chest from his neck in a swirl pattern. His eyes become surrounded in haki as well, making them look hooded. His legs and his cock also turned the same color as they harden with armament, a hagoromo of steam surrounding his shoulders, the form completing with a burst of smoke that makes you cover your face with your arm.

When your arm dropped, you blinked a few times as you stared at him. He was huge like this… or, at least, his torso was. Because that was all bounceman was, wasn't it? His legs were the same length, if not just a bit thicker than usual, but the length of his cock was still the same as it was before, just now it was coated in haki. Not that his dick was small in base, he is definitely above average size, but it was a bit jarring to see it at that size in comparison to the rest of his body. The constant bouncing made it hard to gauge the true size of him, but it was no less than thirteen feet tall.

His arms, his hands, were massive now. He could easily wrap one hand around your torso no problem. He blinked down at you, his eyes tracking your form each time he bounced. His grin was wide, playful even, as he considers how he could go about this. Your eyes, however, were desperately trying not to stay locked on his cock as it bounced each time he did.

"Y're so small now!" He cooed playfully, earning him a glare from you that causes him to laugh. His voice sounded deeper, his laugh resonating more within his blown up chest as though he were speaking into a balloon.

You were thankful for how good of a shipwright Franky is. If it weren't for his planning, you were sure that this room would not be large enough to hold bounceman Luffy in it. Granted, you doubt he would have ever accounted for Luffy unlocking this kind of form later down the line, or even using it in this way, but still it was appreciated nonetheless.

"I am NOT being teased by a man who looks like a damn ball right now!" You hissed at him with mock indignance, flustered beyond belief. He only giggled again, his large hand coming down to grab you. Your earlier assumption proved to be correct as it wrapped almost fully around you, causing you to gasp as you were picked up like a doll. He grinned widely at you, which made you want to slap the stupid look right off of his big face each time it passed you.

…Wait. Passed you?

You looked down at his arm, watching his shoulder each time he bounced off of the ground. His arm was gyroscopic. Each time he fell back down from gravity, each time his rubber body bounced him back up, his arm remained in the same place, holding you still.

He seemed to realize that you caught on to what he was doing, "Told ya. I'd figure it out," He hummed, tightening his grip briefly so he doesn't drop you as he changes the angle of his bounce, landing on his back. You yelped, both hands clutching at his around you as he shifts you just over his cock.

Each time he bounces off the ground, you could feel the thick tip kissing at your entrance but never pushing in. He looked at you, his eyes wide and focused on your face as he waits for your go ahead. You swallowed thickly at the absurdity of it all, still in slight disbelief that he was able to figure it out so quickly. You took a moment to center yourself before nodding, "Okay. I'm ready."

With a grunt, his arm lowers you a fraction so when he bounced off of the floor again, his cock pushed past your folds and into your slick pussy. You both had moaned in unison, his face contorting in pleasure as he pushes you further down on his cock until he was hilted, ensuring he doesn't slip out whenever he drops back down.

It was a slower pace than what he usually went for, not that he had much of a choice on his speed right now. He could just pull you down on his cock each time, but he also didn't want to objectify you and treat you like you were a toy. So he settled for the slower sex. "S'good," He groaned each time his cock fully hilted in you, his eyes tracking his length each time it disappeared inside of you.

You moaned, unsure of what to do with yourself other than scratch at his big, haki coated arm. It was pretty limited as you were held above him, unable to kiss him or do much of anything besides take his cock. Luffy hummed between his own moans, seemingly reading your mind.

Your eyes closed briefly from the pleasure of his cock sliding in and out of you, focusing on the feeling as you throb around him. It felt more intense with the haki around his length. He felt harder and, even though he didn't manipulate the size of his dick, he felt thicker.

Your eyes shot open when you felt his lips against yours, not expecting it as his head was farther away last you checked. He giggled into the kiss, pulling back briefly to give you a moment to regather yourself and process what happened. You blinked a few times, almost convinced you imagined it, but no. His face was right in front of you, smiling like a big idiot. Your eyes searched his face for just a moment before trailing down to his neck - and it clicked.

Right. He could stretch his neck. Honestly, that was probably your least favorite thing about him. Not because it was inherently bad, but something in your stomach always twisted whenever he stretched his neck out specifically. Everything about having a rubber body was uncanny, but that somehow felt more so.

"Have- fuck- have you thought about this before?" You asked him between moans, the feeling of his cock inside you coming back as the shock wore off.

"Hmm? Whaddya mean? I always think 'bout fuckin' ya."

"Okay, firstly, when did you become a pervert?" You questioned, deadpan for a moment before continuing, "And secondly, I meant have you thought about how you would have sex in bounceman before?"

He seemed to think it over for a moment, the room only filled with the sounds of your shared moans, the wet push and pull of his cock in you, and the strange 'ding' sound that came from his body whenever he rebounded off of the ground, "Well, I became a pervert after the first time we fucked," he paused, seeing your slightly offended face, "Wah?! Is that a bad thing?! Maybe I jus' love m'partner!" He whined in defense, and you huffed.

"As for the second part… 'Course I have," He nodded, causing you to blink. Man, he really had become a pervert, "I wanna have sex with ya in any form I got."

When you didn't seem particularly impressed with his answer, he scrabbled, "Aw! Don't look like that!" He whined, thinking of a way to make this better. He looked down at where his cock was still pushing and pulling inside of you, listening to your pretty moans and your pretty pussy, and remembered his neck was still stretchy.

He moved his head down to your clit, unbothered with how close to his own cock he was, as his tongue pokes out and licks along the bud. "F-Fuck! Luffy!" You cried out in shock, your hand instinctively curling into his hair as your hips buck. Damn, maybe the stretchy neck wasn't so bad afterall.

Luffy hummed against you, his tongue elongating until it wrapped around his own length and looped back around to your clit, the tip of it flicking at the bud. His eyes nearly rolled back at the feeling, each bounce off of the ground made his tongue stroke along his length before disappearing inside of you, falling back down let his tongue lick up the juices that coated his cock from the time it spent inside of you.

You almosted hated to admit it, but the sight was hot. Your pussy clenched around his cock, your clit throbbing against the tip of his tongue as the familiar bolt of pleasure shoots up your spine, your belly coiling in anticipation. Using your grip on his head as leverage, your hips buck against his tongue, "I-I… I'm.. Luffy~!"

His eyes lit up as he felt you clench around his tighter than ever, squeezing his armament coated cock like a vice as you came around him, your juices sliding down the length of his cock and over his tongue that was still coiled around it. His tongue snapped back into his mouth, his neck snapping back to its regular length as he pushes and pulls you along his shaft.

"Fuck- Sorry, I-I gotta," He apologizes, feeling bad for momentarily treating you like a toy in the chase of his own pleasure. Your loud moans spur him on, and with a loud groan he pushes you fully down onto his cock, balls pressed against your ass, keeping you there even when he bounces up and down off of the ground.

His cock twitched a few times before flooding your insides, some of it seeping out around his dick. He whines as he comes down from his high, his hand tightening for just a moment before easing you off of him. He was panting, sweating, but not just from his orgasm.

He gently settled you down on his bed as you blinked hazily up at him, propping yourself up on your elbows. "hrk-" He gasped, steam billowing from his mouth as he deflates, shooting across the room like a balloon when the neck stopped being pinched.

You could only watch, catching your breath as he ping-pongs around the room a few times before crashing back onto the bed upside down, his shoulders and head against the mattress as his back as propped up against the headboard. You stared at him in disbelief until he finally collapsed onto his belly with his face smooshed into a pillow. Still, though his heavy breathing and the muffling of the pillow, you could hear him speak:

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The space of the captain's quarters was only lit from the sun shining through the porthole, framing the face of the man sitting on his knees in front of you. Luffy, your best friend for as long as you could remember, was curious about sex for once in his life. He has heard Sanji talk about it so much, so he thought it was something that would be interesting to try!

To say Sanji nearly jumped ship when Luffy asked about sex was an understatement, but still Sanji had reluctantly told him about it while grumbling something about Luffy being 19 and still clueless on how the human body operates. That conversation had Luffy thinking hard, especially the part about it having to be with someone he trusts and cares for if he were planning to 'do it' for the first time. So he thought of you.

The relationship that you and Luffy had was interesting. You'd predicted it would come to this eventually as the both of you had made out plenty of times, and he has gotten hard during those sessions but he had just never gone further, you just weren't expecting him to drop the idea so abruptly.

So here you were in a place you knew all too familiarly. You had been here multiple times, pinned to his messy bed as his mouth eagerly crashed into yours, his spit mixing with yours as it dripped down your face, his tongue slipping deep inside your mouth and nearly choking you. He was a menace whenever that happened, so you couldn't help but shiver eagerly for what was to come.

"Foreplay?" Luffy echoed absentmindedly as his fingers tap along your thighs, his head tilting as if trying to search his brain for a word he had never heard of. You blinked at him, not realizing he was this clueless as to how this went.

"You serious?" You had asked, squinting at him as though you were expecting him to start giggling and saying that he got you, but that never came. His big, round eyes just stared at you with genuine confusion. You sighed, completely resigned to the fact that this moron was going to be your first.

"Okay, so, since I'm a virgin," You began, but the confused sound he made had cut you off. You inhaled, closing your eyes briefly to center yourself before looking at him again, "Since I never had sex before, I need to be… ah… prepped? Yeah. Otherwise it could hurt me."

Luffy startled at that, looking genuinely horrified, "H-Hurt?!" He echoed, his voice higher pitched in his panic, "I don't want that! What do I need'ta do?!"

You paused, your cheeks burning as you realized you would have to explain foreplay to him. You scratched at your warmed cheek, averting eye contact both out of embarrassment and because he was now burning holes into your head in intense concentration, ready to absorb whatever you tell him.

"Well… There are a few ways to-"

"Uh-huh."

"To go about-"

"Yeah?"

You inhale, slapping a hand over his mouth. "Let me talk!" You huffed, and he had the audacity to look offended by your actions but he ultimately stopped talking.

"There are a few ways to go about it," You had paused, narrowing your eyes at him like you were expected him to speak again from behind your hand. He stayed quiet, so you continue, "You can finger me. Like… putting your fingers inside me."

You needed to stop again, the embarrassment really settling in now. Even in a private room with a man who knew no shame or embarrassment, who wouldn't judge you, it was still hard to speak about such lewd actions.

"Or you can eat me out." You finally grit out through the internal prep you had given yourself. That one caught his attention to the shock of no one, as he always perks up at the mention of eating anything. He licked your hand, causing you to yelp and pull it back.

"Okay. I get it." He nods sagely, unbothered by the fact he licked you, "Foreplay's like… whenever I eat before dinner. 'Cause I need'ta get my belly all happy'n'stuff."

You wanted to bash your skull into a wall at his way of thinking, but your breath hitches as his hands tug at the waistband of your pants, his tongue poking out in concentration. "But I get it, really. Gotta eat ya 'nd get ya all nice and ready…" He giggled after, and you swallowed thickly. You firmly believe he didn't intend to sound even slightly attractive, but he still managed it.

"Don't word it like that," You grumbled, lifting your hips off of the mattress to give him an easier time with undressing you. He hums as he ignores your words, pleased as he finally gets the barrier away from you. Only to be met with another piece of clothing blocking him from his prize.

"Why're ya wearing those?" He asked petulantly as he stared at your panties, personally offended by them. You blinked at him, looking down at your panties before looking back up at him again.

"My… underwear?" You questioned, wondering if you heard him right. You were met with a huff and a stern nod, and you gawked at him, "Do you not wear any?!"

Luffy shook his head, his pinky digging into his ear as he thinks shortly about it. "Am I s'pose to? They feel weird on m'bits."

You choose to ignore the fact that this grown man still calls his cock and balls his 'bits', deciding that this whole conversation was more energy than it was worth. Really, you were shocked that there has never been a time where his dick accidentally slipped out while in public, or even in a fight.

Your thoughts cut off as you felt his finger drag along your slit over the fabric, making him hum in curiosity. "Y're wet there. D'ya pee or somethin'?" He had asked you, looking at you with a hint of worry.

You groaned, both at the feeling and at the question. "No, I did not. And even if I did, why the hell is your first reaction to touch there?!" You question in exasperation. He blinked, thinking real hard on how he could answer this.

"Well, I mean… I knew you didn't, obviously," He scoffed, his hand settling on the skin of your thigh, "Just- shut up!"

He was embarrassed, you can tell. It was cute, so you decided to spare him further ridicule as you slip your panties down and off of your legs. His eyes immediately locked onto your dripping slit, drooling a bit from the instinctual arousal that surged up his gut. Slowly, almost reverently, he drug his fingers through the slick and just over the bud at the top, causing you to gasp and your hips to buck. He paused, his fingers not moving from their place on your clit as he eyes you curiously.

You bit your lip, gripping his wrist to guide his hand down to where the entrance to your pussy was. "Slow, okay?" You tell him. He nods, his eyes never leaving your face as he slowly pushed one finger into your wet hole. You gasp at the weird feeling, your face scrunching enough for him to pause his movements, his other hand gently rubbing your thigh. His hands were pretty big, his fingers being no exception.

He leaned forwards, his lips locking with yours in a kiss that was familiar to you. The familiarity made you ease, letting him sink his finger deeper until the heel of his palm met your clit. He pumped in and out slowly, letting your body get use to the feeling while his mouth stole your breath. He pulled back when he felt your hands dig into his shoulders, his lips inches from yours as you both pant into each others air.

"Feel good?" He questioned in a whisper, his eyes lidded but fully focused on your comfort. You nodded, moaning from another grind of his heel to your clit. He liked that sound, you could tell from the way he licked his lips and the way his finger became faster.

"Another," You groaned quietly, your hips bucking slightly into his hand.

"Hmm?"

"Please, Lu."

He grinned at the nickname, "'Kay." He paused the movements of his finger to start easing in the second one. Luffy's breath hitched at how easily he got it in, pleased with how wet you were from just slowly fingering you. He leaned back a bit as he began pumping his fingers in you, looking down where you were sucking him in, watching as his fingers disappeared with a gush of your fluid. When your hips bucked needily, he responded by speeding up. He groans at the sound of your slick pussy taking in his fingers.

"Feels nice in ya.." He hummed dumbly, feeling his cock start to stir in his shorts. He licked his lips, pulling his fingers out to bring them up to his mouth, tasting you on his skin. You whined at the loss, but it was drowned out by the deep sound of his groan and the noise of him sucking on his own fingers briefly as his eyes rolled back.

"F-Fuck," He gasps as his fingers left his mouth, both hands settling on your thighs, "Fuck meat, you taste way better." He grinned, laying down flat on his belly between your legs. You swallowed thickly as he inhales your scent, his nose bumping your clit.

His tongue licks a long, slow strip up your cunt. He moans immediately, deep and wanting, as his hold shifts from your thighs to your hips, holding tightly to keep you firmly in place. Your eyes widen in surprised arousal as his tongue slips straight into you, pumping and slithering inside you faster than his fingers worked before. You could feel it elongate, reaching depths you never thought possible. Your back arched with a moan, your hand carding into his hair to keep him from leaving - as if he would ever do that now.

He was moaning and groaning into your cunt with each thrust of his tongue, his eyes closed in complete bliss as he drank the juices you gave him, ever so greedy and messy as he eats with the same enthusiasm as he does a large meal. You can feel the bed jump beneath you as his hips desperately grind against the surface, haphazardly seeking his own relief while he all but drowns in your pussy.

You guide his head up using his hair, causing him to both whine and shudder. His tongue slipped out, slinking back into his mouth as he presses feather light kisses up your slit until he reached the area you were guiding him to. He misses a few times, reorienting himself based on your frustrated huffs until his lips found your clit. When he heard you gasp, he wrapped his lips around it and sucked. His own pleasure was momentarily forgotten as his hips stopped humping the bed.

"Shit- Keep going~!" You encouraged breathlessly as his tongue flicks over the sensitive bud rapidly, responding eagerly to what made you feel best. Emboldened by your sounds and the throbbing of your clit against his tongue, he brought his hand back up to your slick entrance, teasing it a few times before pushing his two fingers back in, setting a fast pace. You could feel yourself making a mess, the bedsheets beneath you were soaked and making your skin feel itchy, but you could hardly care about any other feeling besides his mouth.

Your lower belly feels red hot, coiling and twisting inside you as you clench around his invading fingers. "L-Luffy, I-" You try to warn him, but you were cut off by your own moan. Your legs lock around his head, drawing him further in as you grind against his mouth. You came around his fingers, but his pace didn't let up until you weakly tried pushing him back. He huffs, pulling his fingers out and giving one last long lick up your slit before pulling back and sitting on his heels.

His face was a mess with your cum, his pupils blown wide as he pants. His shorts were tented obscenely, slightly wet from where his tip began leaking from arousal. You could see each throb as it happened, biting your lip as you realize that that was just the beginning.

He eagerly grabbed for you, grunting as he maneuvers you onto your hands and knees with effortless strength. He shoves his shorts down, shamelessly moaning as some of the pressure was relieved. He grips your hip with one hand, gently rubbing it with his thumb as his other hand grips his cock. He groaned, stroking his length sloppily as he dragged the head through your slit.

You couldn't tell if he somehow learned how to tease you or if he was struggling to find your hole despite already being up close and personal with it. You didn't even know how big he was because he was so eager to get you on all fours. When you attempted to look back at him to see what you were working with, his hand left your hip to press your head down into the mattress, giving himself better leverage to push his cock in.

He whined at the feeling of your walls closing around his cock, "S'warm," He pants, slowly easing his cock further into you.

You grip the bedsheets beneath you, gasping as you feel his cock stretching you. He was big, a lot bigger than you had anticipated from the lean man behind you. You were certain that this would have hurt far worse if he hadn't spent that time prepping you, but now it was just pleasurable.

The both of you moaned loudly when he hilted fully. You could feel him shudder behind you as he shifts on his knees, repositioning himself as he slowly began to drag his cock back out. That proved to be too much for him as he stutters, pushing his cock right back in before he even got halfway as a wet warmth swarms inside of you.

You blink, listening to him shudder and whine behind you. He seemed to sense your upcoming question and scowled. "I know!" He hissed, completely embarrassed that he came that quickly. You wanted to tease him, but you could also feel that his cock was still rock solid inside of your depths.

He leaned over your back, his hands moving to grip your hips. "Ready?" He asked in a low tone, gently biting your earlobe. You swallowed thickly, considering yourself a fool for believing that he would be satiated at one orgasm. You were so glad to be proven wrong as you nod beneath him.

His hips give one experimental thrust, watching as your face contorts in pleasure before pulling all the way back until the thick head was the only thing left inside. With a breathy moan into your ear, he roughly, quickly, shoved his cock back to the hilt inside of you. You gasped breathlessly at the feeling of him hitting your deepest parts, his pace quick and rough yet his eyes were still attentive.

He grunts as he pounds his hips against yours, his heavy balls hitting against your clit again and again while you claw at the bedsheets in pleasure, begging him to keep going. He eagerly obliges, leaning back to admire his cock disappearing inside of you with each rough thrust, a sticky trail connecting your bodies even as he pulls back.

Your hand reached between your legs, toying with your clit as you felt yourself nearing another orgasm. Luffy could feel that you were close, panting as he drives his hips roughly against yours to chase both his and your pleasure again.

"I'm so close, Lu~!!"

"Hehe! I know~!" He all but sang, his grip on your hips tightening as he pulls them back into his thrusts, drooling from the feeling of your sensitive walls clenching and throbbing around his painfully erect shaft. Your warning was a loud moan before your pussy clenched around him like a vice, choking his dick as you came. His hips slowed down a bit, trying to draw out your orgasm for as long as he could before he followed over the edge with a groan, pressing his hips tight to yours as he fills you for a second time.

His grip on your hips slackened as you slid flat on the bed, blissed out and a bit exhausted. He followed, laying over your back with his cock still nestled deep in you. You could feel the rapid thudding of his heart against your back, even through the fabric of your shirt.

"That was really good, Luffy." You praised, cringing a bit as you were unsure as to what to say after sex.

Luffy stayed silent for a moment, "But… it was getting fun." He pouted, his hips twitching for another round. Your eyes widened, not realizing how insatiable he would be. You would be lying if you said you didn't agree with him, though.

"One more."

That consent was all he needed as he giggled into your neck. The heartbeat you were able to feel suddenly changed. Where it was once rapid, it now changed to rhythmic. It was loud. Ridiculous, even.

"Thank you! Thank you!" He cheered, his voice happy and nearly unhinged. He went gear 5, and you couldn't help but be excited. You couldn't see him, but you could feel the difference.

You could feel his cock elongate deep inside of you, gasping at the feeling of it as it went farther than his tongue did before. But… it didn't hurt. Under normal circumstances, it would have been very painful, or even deadly to have anything this deep. But this wasn't normal circumstances. Your body felt different, more pliable. It was pleasurable.

As if reading your mind, he reached up to tug at your cheek. You blink in slight horror as it stretches far beyond what it should. "Hehe~! Don't worry! Captain Luffy made sure you're nice 'nd stretchy - like me!" He giggles, pulling his hips back before slamming them back in as he lets go of your cheek. He rests his elbows on the bed on either side of your head, giving himself better leverage to plow into you.

It was insane. You never would have imagined it would turn into this, and you could never imagine fucking anyone else but him after this. You were a moaning mess, feeling more sensitive than ever as if the pleasure in your body was turned up to a hundred. The bed beneath you even bounced more, influenced by the very presence of gear five.

"S'tight! Hehe! Made f'me!" He pants happily, licking a stripe along your neck as his hips chased another high. He knew he was limited in this form, he didn't have long until it would drop. Especially not after orgasming twice, where his energy was already a bit depleted.

He gripped your hands that were gripping the bedsheets, "Y'Gotta cum w'me! Captain's orders, hehe~!" He giggled through pants, a sign that he didn't have much longer. He doubles his efforts, gripping your hands tighter as he lets gravity pull his hips back down into your sloppy hole, pushing his previous loads out with each pound of his hips.

He heard your hoarse moans change pitch, the feeling of your overly sensitive walls clenching around his desperately. He groaned, biting down into your shoulder as he felt you cum around his cock, his hips rapidly thrusting into yours as he follows right after, cumming deep inside before his cock returned to its normal, yet still big, size.

He finally stilled, pulling out and rolling off of your back. He starfished beside you as you pushed yourself up on shaky arms, finally getting to look at him again. You groaned softly as you felt his cum drip out.

You watched as his white hair melted back into black, the cloud hagoromo scarf dissipating. He was panting heavily, all of his energy used up, yet he still looked over at you.

"You okay…?"

You blinked, staring down at his gray, wrinkly form. You snorted, laying down beside him and cuddling into his side. "Uh-huh. Probably gonna be sore later, but it was worth it."

Luffy grinned sleepily, "Glad you were my first." He admits, his arm wrapping around your waist.

SFW (suggestive at times but not explicit):

The friends with benefits thing started at age 17, during Water 7 because Luffy needed an out due to the stress of losing Usopp and Robin. It wasn't sexual yet, at most making out and cuddling.

Despite this, you have known Luffy since he was 7, right before he met Shanks and ate the devil fruit. You were there with him when he lived with Dadan, when he met Ace and Sabo.

Even though you were with them all the time, you never drank with them to become their sibling, so you just stayed good friends with them.

Luffy had always been more touchy with you. He would cling to you more than others, he would drag you everywhere. He just wanted to be around you.

That was why no one was shocked when the friends with benefits stage started.

The mutual feeling was there, but neither of you were looking for a relationship at the moment so you stayed friends with benefits.

That doesn't mean Luffy is okay with you looking for anyone else. He hates the thought of you dating someone else even if he isn't with you. You are still his person, he has no interest in doing this with anyone else but you even if he doesn't want a label.

It absolutely is not a secret. You wanted to keep it a secret in the beginning, you didn't want to cause awkwardness in the crew, but Luffy didn't care.

He would kiss you in front of them, hold your waist in front of them, anything goes really. He gets very jealous extremely quickly.

He has started a few bar fights over you. Some drunkard would flirt with you, or sometimes you would flirt when drunk, and Luffy didn't like that.

Afterwards, depending on how worked up he was over it, he would either pull you away somewhere private to kiss you (moderately worked up) or he would just kiss you right there (very worked up), right next to an unconscious man.

When he isn't trying to suck your face off, he likes to hold and cuddle you.

Your bed is in the women's quarters so it is a bit inconvenient, especially when Nami is adamant on no men being in that space, but it doesn't stop Luffy.

He liked to sneak in when everyone was asleep so he could sleep beside you, and he was always awoken by Nami throwing a shoe at his head. He would yelp and scurry out like a scolded dog with Nami yelling at him the whole time. You weren't safe from her wrath either, but she wasn't as harsh with you about it.

Most days, when everyone is out and about, he will just drag you into the men's quarters and cuddle you on his bunk. When Nami is real busy, he will use the women's quarters instead since the beds are larger due to less people sleeping in there.

He usually is the big spoon, holding you to his chest or settling behind you with his arm around your waist. But he is not opposed to being held. Sometimes he likes to lay with his head on your chest, sometimes he'll settle between your legs and rest his head on your belly or hip. It depends on the hour.

When he is real cozy and sleepy, or after a heated makeout session, when his brain is all melted and gooey, he would sometimes say that he loves you. You never know how to react because you knew you weren't more than friends with him. When he came to his senses he would apologize profusely, trying to make it up to you even when you reassure him that it was okay.

Things changed when he turned 19.

NSFW:

Two years away from his crew. Two years away from you. Two years of coping with everything alone, becoming stronger and more aware. He realized he needed you.

Those last six months that Rayleigh had left him alone were rougher than ever. He was alone with his hormones, with his thoughts of you and the phantom feeling of your body against his. It made his cock throb.

The sexual frustration made him train more aggressively, but late at night when he finally allowed himself to rest he would always jerk his cock while imagining it was you doing it. He was fast and inexperienced, grunting in annoyance whenever he accidentally stretched his cock with the motions of his hand. His rubber skin made it harder to feel physical touch, that was why he always hugged people tight, that was why he was gripping his cock so tightly. That would frustrate him more. You wouldn't be so rough about it.

He eventually realized he could use his newly learned armament haki to feel it better. Rayleigh would kill him if he found out THAT was what he was using his training for.

He'd cum, make a mess on himself, and go at it again even faster, hips twitching into his hand from the overstimulation. He wished it was your tight pussy.

The isolation and curiosity sometimes got the better of him, and there was one night that he took advantage of his stretchy and bendy body. He thought it would be fine if he imagined it was your mouth instead. He leaned forwards, curling in on himself until his face met his cock, and he took himself into his mouth. His hips pumped a few times into his own throat, but he pulled off pretty quickly and wiped his face with his forearm. He didn't really like his taste (it was also embarrassing despite being alone), plus it wasn't you, so he just went back to using his hand.

When you all returned to Sabaody, Luffy gave you a hug last. Not because he wasn't happy to see you, in fact it was very much the opposite. He was too happy to see you. You looked so different now in a good way. As soon as you made contact with him, his cock stiffened and throbbed in his shorts.

Oh, he absolutely hated how Sanji looked at you. He glared at the bleeding out Sanji for even daring to look at you with lust before schooling his expression back into his usual happy one. He couldn't do anything with you yet, he had to wait while also trying to hide his erection from the rest of the crew.

When you finally departed for Fishman Island, he dragged you away into the captain's quarters that he didn't remember having (since he never used it) while everyone was distracted by the scenery. He was jealous. Your attention was on everyone else for so long, he was going to lose it if he heard you laugh at another one of Usopp's stories again. He fucked you for the first time there.

It wasn't gentle for a first time, he was so frustrated, so jealous, so pent up from these last two years, so pent up from the last six months of being satisfied with nothing but his hand and a memory of you.

His hips were quick and rough, his moans and whines and grunts were frequent and low. He kept repeating that you were his friend, that you were his. The bed protested as he slammed into you, but he wasn't concerned. He loved your moans. He came harder than he ever did, and he told you he loved you again.

He didn't apologize for it that time. For some reason, you didn't want him to.

It was a dry spell after that. He couldn't have you alone during Punk Hazard, too busy trying to get Caesar Clown, trying to save the children. He couldn't have you in Dressrosa, too busy trying to get Ace's devil fruit back and take down Doflamingo. He couldn't have you until Whole Cake Island.

He managed to get you alone. He needed you. He was so stressed and worn down after losing Sanji. He fucked you gentle that time, crying into your shoulder as he did.

He had victory sex with you when he got Sanji back and he was healed, though. First time he used Snakeman with you.

Wano rolled around, another dry spell because he is an idiot, got caught, and was sent to Udon Prison.

The raid began, Kin'emon put everyone in beast pirate uniforms to infiltrate. Ohhh fuck. That was his only thought in seeing you in that. He fucked you the first chance he got, dragging you into an alley. A nosy beast pirate heard the noises of his frantic rutting and investigated, but he got knocked out by Luffy's conqueror's haki.

After Kaido was defeated and the afterparty happened, Luffy couldn't help himself. He was dancing with you, but it slowly turned into grinding against you. Then it was just dry humping. He was groaning shamelessly. It was so shameless and vulgar that Nami had to slap him and tell him to take it somewhere private. And he did.

Gear 5 wasn't used against only Kaido that night.

Despite all of this, despite the exclusivity, you still never labeled it anything more than Friends With Benefits. You both clearly liked each other more than that, but it just wasn't on the table for now. Your lives were dangerous, you would be in more danger if the world figured out you were dating him and you were his weak spot. He couldn't do that to you.

He promises to love you properly when he becomes King of the Pirates.

The morning light peeked though the curtains, the beams seeming to have it out for you personally as it rested across your closed eyes. You groaned in annoyance, blinking awake reluctantly. You laid there for a moment before sighing, knowing you needed to get up and get ready for work soon.

The problem? The arms around your waist. Luffy was laying behind you, his arms wrapped securely around you with his face pressed into your back. It must be nice, you thought since he was currently not being tormented by the sun thanks to your body blocking it.

The moves you had at your disposal to escape were limited as Luffy seemed to always detect whenever you tried, even when he was in a deep sleep. Still, despite going through this every day, you attempt. You wiggled in his hold, your hands resting over his in an effort to pry them off. You could already feel him scrunching his face in annoyance against your back, the only warning you got before his arms tightened like a vice around your middle.

"mmm… no." Luffy grumbled into your skin, huffing against you as he shifted from laying pressed up against you to practically on top of you. He seemed satisfied at that, letting out a pleased little noise as you struggled.

"Come on, Lu…" You complained affectionately, managing to get him to stop laying on top of you at the very least. The compromise was him pulling you into his bare chest, so it wasn't a fair deal. "I need to get ready for work."

Luffy whined into your hair, his eyes finally opening as he pulled back to look at you. His eyes were still a bit squinted from waking up, but they were already full of adoration as he stared at you pressed up against him. "Work is dumb." He hissed petulantly.

"Oh? But I thought you liked streaming."

"Streamin' isn't as important as you in m'arms.." He giggles, thinking he was smooth. All it earned him was a halfhearted shove to his chest, which only made him giggle harder.

The two of you had a system. You didn't want to be completely financially dependent on him, which he understood despite him willingly buying you things whenever you wanted, so you had a job. It wasn't the highest paying thing in the world, but it was something to get you out and put a little bit more into your bank account. He would stream when you were at work, and when you got back is when you would spend time together. He would never stream on your day off unless you told him it was okay or he had a big tournament going on. Even then, he would end it immediately if you asked him to.

This rhythm only exists because Luffy doesn't want to miss any time hanging out with you. He didn't want the relationship to be only seeing each other in the morning and before bed, so he molded his schedule into yours.

He finally decided to have mercy on you, it seemed, as he gave you one last squeeze before letting go, dramatically rolling onto his back with the most pathetic huff he could manage. You laughed softly, grabbing a nearby pillow to toss it at his face. He yelped in shock, taking the pillow off of his head.

"Hey!" He yelled in feigned indignance, but you were already gone and in the bathroom. He laughed softly to himself, rolling back onto his side and hugging the pillow to his chest.

The sound of water rushing filled the bathroom as you dipped your toothbrush under the water, wetting the toothpaste on the bristles before bringing it up to your mouth to scrub. You sigh as you do, getting into the motions of it as it clicked in your head that you really had to go to work.

You leaned over the sink to spit out the foam that formed in your mouth. Your phone buzzed as you did, and you grabbed it while resuming your brushing. Like the heavens wanted to pity you, it was your boss. You quickly opened the message, toothbrush hanging forgotten in your mouth as you read over what was sent.

"Hah…" You grin to yourself, turning off your phone. You spat out the remaining foam, cleaning the brush off before setting it back in the holder. You grabbed a cloth on the way out to wipe your mouth as you entered your shared bedroom with a huge grin.

"Luffy! Good news!" You practically sang, causing Luffy to sit up in curiosity. He was already smiling as well because he just loved seeing you happy, "I don't have to go to work today! Water main broke or something."

Luffy's smile widened at that before his eyes widened. His smile dropped, cold-sweating a bit as he realized something. You tilted your head, expecting him to be over the moon about this.

"Lu? You alri-"

"NO! I mean- Yes! But no! GAH!"

You blink, not expecting that reaction. You sat down on the edge of the bed, urging him to tell you what was wrong.

Luffy fiddled with his fingers a bit. In reality, there really wasn't anything wrong. He had a stream planned today because he was under the assumption that you would be at work. It wasn't like he was doing anything bad or shifty, but rather… He had to pick between a stream and you.

"Ah, sorry. It's just.. I gotta stream t'day, y'know? Promised Usopp 'n' Franky." He mumbled, looking down at his lap like it was a crime to even suggest not paying attention to you when you had a day off.

You stared at him for a moment before sighing fondly. You crawled closer, sitting in front of him as you reached up and cradled his jawline, urging him to look at you. Slowly, like a guilty puppy, he does. You smiled gently, leaning forwards to press a soft kiss to his lips. He makes a tiny, shocked noise before kissing back. You pull back, which makes him huff and try to chase the kiss, but you push him back slightly.

"Luffy. You don't need to feel guilty about doing your job." You tell him, your voice calm and soothing like you were trying to not startle a scared animal, "I don't care if you stream when I am here. We still have all day after that to hang out."

He blinked at you a few times, digesting the words you said to him. He looked away for a moment, like he was struggling to fully grasp the fact that you weren't mad, before nodding, "'Kay… But what if I do both?"

You tilted your head, "What do you mean?"

That was how you ended up in the situation you were in. You were seated on his lap, your back against his chest with his cock inside of your cunt while he streamed. His voice was loud, yet quieter than normal, in your ear as he spoke to Usopp and Franky, occasionally talking to his chat. Sometimes he would mute his mic entirely to check on you, always making sure to double check that it really was muted.

You watched him play, trying to stay quiet and ignore the feeling of his hard cock in you. You felt him twitch inside of you, like even he was getting restless from not thrusting needily into you, and it caused you to bite your lip to muffle any sounds. You eyed his chat nervously at times, worried that something you did was too loud or obvious, but they seemed none the wiser. They kept donating and chatting like it was a normal stream.

A certain donation came through that made you tense a bit, but Luffy only squeezed your hip in reassurance as he muted his mic on discord to answer the sent message. "Hi! Thanks f'the $10!" He pauses for a moment, squinting at the message, "Why's my facecam off?"

His cock twitched a bit at the question, like deep down the thrill of getting caught aroused him more. He used your shoulder to muffle a sound, lucky that his mic didn't pick it up.

Luffy hesitated, thinking of a valid reason as to why he didn't have his camera on. He normally always had it on, the viewers accustomed to seeing his face whenever he went live. "Ah, I… Broke it." He lied, thankful that they couldn't see his face right now. The chat went faster at that, their curiosity hitting its peak as they ask again and again how it broke.

Luffy huffed, thinking up another lie. "I dropped something and.. ah… knocked m'whole setup over when trying t'grab it." He unmuted his mic after that, not giving them any further explanation as he jumped back into the conversation with Usopp and Franky, resuming his game. The chat seemed satisfied at his answer anyways, having decided that knowledge was the funniest thing they could get as they relentlessly tease him for being clumsy.

You've been seated on his cock for a good 30 minutes now, having grown accustomed to having him inside you. His cock was still a bit hard, but not rock solid like it was when you first sat down. You leaned your head back on his shoulder, your eyes closing. His voice was loud and excited as he spoke to his friends, yet it was still soothing to you as you drifted into sleep.

Luffy noticed a couple of minutes later that you had fallen asleep, smiling warmly at the sight, but he made no effort to change what he was doing. If you had fallen asleep when he was being loud, then it shouldn't be an issue.

"So Luffy… What's it like having a partner?" Usopp's voice filled his ears and he could tell that he was teasing just based on the tone. Luffy rolled his eyes. He wasn't concerned at Usopp saying that as his chat was aware that he had a partner, they just didn't know who it was. Luffy intended to keep it that way until you were ready to be shown on his stream. Deep down, he does hope to do a stream with you one day.

…At least, a stream with you that isn't just barely squeaking by TOS.

"It's great." Luffy answered honestly, his tone smug, "You'd know what it would feel like if y'got the balls t'ask Kaya already."

Usopp sputtered, trying to defend himself with a high pitched, indignant tone while Franky's laugh boomed and overpowered his feeble protests.

Plus they're on m'cock right now, Luffy had thought to himself, his hand gripping the mouse tighter as he was reminded of your tight walls around his shaft. He sighed quietly, centering himself again before he got too worked up and blew his cover- or his load.

You felt so pliant against him while you slept, your pussy hugging his cock and coating him in slick as, even in your sleep, you were still so aroused for him, still able to feel him even in your dreams.

The stream went on without a hitch for the next hour. That was until your dream shifted and caused you to squirm in his lap. His breath hitched, just quiet enough for the mic to not pick up as he gripped your hips in a weak attempt to keep you still. It was too late, though. His cock was already hard again in interest at the movement. He couldn't take it anymore. It had been an hour and thirty or so minutes, he needed to fuck you.

"Gonna end stream here." He spoke quickly, his tone a bit lower before he could catch himself. He cleared his throat, holding back a moan and a curse as you squirmed again, "I'll, uhm.. Catch you guys next time. Haha."

He quickly ended the stream after that before anyone in chat could question him or complain, saying a rushed goodbye to Usopp and Franky as he left the call. He double, triple, quadruple checked that everything was ended and closed, even doing a force shut down on his pc to ensure he didn't slip up. Not only for the privacy of you, but getting caught having sex on live is an easy way for a ban and embarrassment.

He slid his chair back slightly, the wheels rolling easily on the hardwood floors. He groaned, loud and unrestrained now that he wasn't at risk of losing it all. He made no effort to move his hips yet, not wanting to take advantage of your sleeping form.

He nudges you a few times, panting desperately in your ear. "C'mon, wake up. M'so hard it hurts.." He complained like he wasn't the one who suggested the idea of cockwarming in the first place. He moaned as he felt you stir, your hole instinctively clenching around him as you woke up.

"Lu..?" You mumble sleepily, regaining your bearing as you looked around. You saw his pc was a bit farther away now and off, causing you to blink and look down. You gasp softly, finally remembering the situation you were in as you felt him twitch excitedly inside you.

He pants against you, his hands already drifting to the backs of your knees to hold your legs up and open. "Can I fuck ya now? Please, please?" He begged, shifting down in his chair slightly as he spread his legs wider for a better angle. He had you in a full nelson, his hips twitching slightly in anticipation like he already knew the answer.

You nodded, biting your lip. He huffs. "Words, baby. Need t'know you really want it."

You whine, "Please, Lu. Fuck me." You beg, your arm reaching behind you to touch his hair. He grinned ferally, his head lowering to your shoulder as his hips began to pump up, biting at the curve where your neck met your shoulder.

"Haaah~ Fuck. Y'feel so good." He moaned, slightly muffled by your skin as his hips picked up speed, "Was thinkin' 'bout this the whole time. Fuck… Wanted t'fuck ya on stream, let 'em all know you're mine."

You moaned at his words, your cunt involuntarily clenching around him at the thought. You knew deep down that you never wanted to get caught with your pants down, metaphorically and literally, but the thought of it still sent a shiver down your spine and into your throbbing cunt.

Luffy giggled behind a groan as he felt your reaction, "Y'like that?" He asked, his voice rough from exertion as he grips your legs tighter, spreading them further open, "Touch yourself f'me."

You obliged, your hand drifting to your clit as you work it in circles. Your back threatened to arch at the stimulation, but Luffy brought your legs closer to your chest as he planted his feet more firmly, changing his angle to hit deeper inside of you. He felt his balls churn as he gets closer, your slick flying off of them in droplets with each rough thrust into your sloppy hole. He could feel that you were close too, and he redoubled his efforts.

"Fuck, fuck… That's it, baby. Cum f'me. Then I'll fill ya up. Ya want that?" He asked, his voice rough and desperate. He wanted you to reach your peak with him, he wanted to feel you clench him like a vice and milk him for all he had. His hips lost their already erratic rhythm, now pounding up into you with a single-minded pursuit. He whines and moans, his head tilting back onto the headrest of his chair as he listened to your sounds. He loves your moans, he loves the sound of your soaked cunt, he loves you.

"L-Luffy! Luffy!" You cried out, your hand moving faster before stilling, your cunt squeezing him tight as you came. Your slick drips down his plundering cock and down his balls and thighs, onto his chair and floor. He could hardly care, not when you felt this good around him.

"That's it! Haah!~" He moaned loudly, his face scrunching up as he held you tighter to him. His hips slammed up one, two, three more times before stilling as far as he could go, filling you up with his cum as he groans in satisfaction, feeling his seed leak out around his cock.

His hips gave a few more twitches, really wanting to make sure it was in there until both of your thighs shook. He lowered your legs gently, making no effort to pull out as he catches his breath.

The Thousand Sunny bobs lazily in the water at the port it was docked at. Nami, 41, looked back at the ship where Luffy was leaning over the rail with a big smile on his face, and she rolls her eyes. "Don't be too loud, idiot! We are leaving you two alone, but sound still travels!" She scolded as she set her sunglasses on her face. Luffy only giggled, waving wildly, which made Nami huff in irritation. Still, she couldn't be too mad at him because it was his and yours big day.

Sanji, 42, grumbled under his breath from beside Nami as he lit a cigarette. "Can't believe that oaf got a wife before I did. All he does is stuff his dumb face." He hissed to himself, sending Luffy a glare that could melt steel, puffing out the smoke as he pushed some of his hair back.

"Hah? Maybe if your sorry ass quit whining you'd find someone."

"WHAT?! I'll kill you, moss-head!"

"BOYS!" Nami shouted, which caused both of their spines to straighten like they were just called into war, "If you two don't shut up, I will quadruple your debts!"

"Yes, Nami-swan…"

"Tch."

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Back on the Sunny, Luffy was already in the galley with you. He was seated at the head of the table with you on his thigh. His large hand was gripping your waist as you fed him a piece of cake that Sanji had left, clearly happy for the two of you despite his incessant grumbling. He hums happily, licking some icing off of the side of his lips. He leaned down, pressing a kiss to your lips so you could taste the treat with him.

It was your 20th anniversary with Luffy, which was why the crew had left you two alone. They had made the mistake of not planning for an island stop on your 1st anniversary with Luffy and they were still scarred to this day. So, they made a plan to make sure that never happened again. The two of you had gotten together when you were only 19, a little bit after your return back to Sabaody. It was on the way to Fishman Island when Luffy had confessed, sheepishly telling you that he realized his feelings for you when you two were apart for those two years. You had reciprocated. Only a year after that is when you two got married. His original plan was to wait until he became pirate king, but his impatience took over and he chose to do it early. He hasn't regretted that decision for a single day, happier than ever to call you his. So while you had technically been together for 21 years, you both had decided it would be better to celebrate the anniversary of your marriage instead of the day you both got together.

You had watched Luffy grow in that time, both metaphorically and physically. You were not expecting him to get as tall as he did, but you couldn't really be too shocked. His family had always been tall, so him not being tall would have been more jarring. From the lanky teen to this. Large and broad. A pirate king. You were there for it all. From when he achieved his peak when fighting Kaido to him finding the one piece and finally fulfilling part of his dream, you were there. Still, there was more to be had on the great big sea, so the crew never disbanded. After everything they all have been through together, it would have just felt… odd to leave it all behind.

He pulled his lips back, his hand cradling your jaw as he smiles at you dazedly, completely love-struck like it was the day you had gotten married to him. "M'pretty wife…" He giggled, moving his other hand up to hold your jaw gently as he presses soft kisses all around your face, "So, so pretty…" He hummed as his lips brushed your temple, moving down to your cheek, to the corner of your mouth, before finding your lips again. He was so devoted to you, completely and utterly gone.

You had giggled into the kiss, pulling back from it to really look at his face. His eyes still held that childlike gleam, but they were softer now, more mature and grown. His jawline and upper lip had a stubble, something he was only just trying to grow out more. It had just gotten past the itchy stage, so it was nice and soft. His hair was a bit longer now, having to be pushed back otherwise it would slightly cover his eyes. No matter how he looked, he was still the same Luffy to you. The same silly boy who stumbled over his words for the first time when he confessed to you because he was trying to get so much out at once, a speech he had thought of during his two years at Rusukaina yet still managed to mess it up because it was real now. It wasn't just a hopeful scenario in his head anymore. He was saying it to you, and you were so pretty that he couldn't think right.

He huffs, a prideful little sound as he puffs his chest dramatically, "Awe~ You Checkin' me out? Hee hee!~ That's okay! I like lookin' at ya too!" He grins, pulling you closer to his chest. His grip tightens, looking down at you in his arms. "Gonna take care of ya sooo good today. Make m'pretty wife feel good. That what y'want?" He asked you, already knowing the answer as his hips slowly grind up into you.

You gasped softly, clutching his shirt at the feeling. "Luffy…" You breathily spoke, causing him to chuckle gently against your hair as he leaned down to press a chaste kiss to the top of your head.

"Yeah? Whaddya want? What does m'girl want?" He asked, his hips never stopping their languid roll against your core, his cock hardening in the confines of his shorts, "Bounceman? Snakeman? Gear 5? I got ya. Whaddya need?"

You think it over the best you can with the feeling of his cock against you, biting your lip as a particularly accurate grind hits that special spot between your legs. "J-Just you… No, hah~, no gimmicks." You tell him through a gasp. You can feel him grin against your hair.

"Awwe, okay!~" He agrees, but his voice drops into a conspiratorial whisper, "Can't promise absolutely zero gimmicks, though! Got somethin' special for ya."

You didn't have time to ask him what he meant before he grunts, lifting you up easily with his hands underneath your thighs. "No place for it in the galley! Need my baby to be comfy!" He grinned at you, carrying you out of the galley and towards the captain's quarters. The room was spacious with various items strewn about from the years of sleeping in there with Luffy. It had turned into a well-lived in room from the previously dusty and barren place it had been all those years ago. Luffy never had a use for it before he got with you, preferring to sleep in a room with people rather than on his own. Of course, Franky did not know that before building the Sunny, so it was made before anyone could tell him otherwise. At least it was getting a use now.

Luffy gently laid you down on the bed, standing just at the edge of it. Despite sleeping in the same bed as him every night, despite being with him every day, you always tend to forget just how big he is now in comparison to you. He looked down at you for a moment, admiring how you looked laid out on his bed, before crawling onto the bed with you. He slotted himself between your parted legs, his hands resting on your waist as he leaned forwards to kiss your neck. It started soft, just gentle, lingering kisses near your jawline that slowly moved down until he found your pulse point. He grins against you, his lips parting to lap at the space in preparation before biting down. You gasped, hips involuntarily bucking into his. He hums, holding your hips down as he sucks on the spot briefly until a mark formed under his mouth.

He pulled back then, licking the area again to soothe it before repeating the process on other places of your neck to your collarbone, switching to the other side when he felt as though he were running out of space. He pulled back once you whined, pushing at his shoulders. He sits back on he legs, his cheeks a bit darker as he looked down at you again. You were panting, your throat glossy with his spit and bruising all over. He felt his cock jump at the sight of all those marks on you, a sign that you were his and no one else's.

One of his hands released your waist, reaching up to hold your hand in his. Your wedding bands press together and he smiles, bringing your hand up to his lips to press a soft kiss to your knuckles, trailing over to the wedding band on your ring finger and he presses a few hot kisses to that before letting go. His hand dropped back down to your waist, playing idly with the waistband of your pants. "So pretty like this."

You huff in embarrassment at that, wiggling beneath him. After 21 years together, you thought that words like that wouldn't have an effect on you anymore, but you were wrong. Maybe it was because of the way he said it, or maybe it was because of the way his eyes held such love and tenderness in them. Either way, it never failed to ignite those butterflies in your belly.

Luffy noticed this but chose to save you any further embarrassment. He hums, amused, as he urges you to lift your hips up. You oblige, and he gently eases your pants off of your legs. Whether he was teasing you with the pace or if he just wanted to savor the moment you wouldn't know, because as soon as your pants were off he was reverently rubbing and squeezing at your thighs.

His eyes trailed to your panties, noticing the wet patch that was already forming in the fabric, causing him to make a happy little sound. "So wet f'me already?" He asked, his tone a little cocky as he scoots back a bit to lay down on his belly between your legs. He hooked your legs over his shoulders, gripping your thighs tightly to ensure they stayed open for him and so you don't squirm away. He groans as he smelled your pussy, nibbling at the inside of your thighs to leave more marks.

"Come on, quit teasing…" You whined, attempting to squirm in his grasp, but his hands were steadfast, keeping you in place. He just giggles into your skin, not stopping his open mouthed kisses at the inside of your thighs. You huffed. Fine. If he wanted to play that game, you would play it right back.

"I thought you wanted to make me feel good, captain~."

Luffy froze, lifting his head up as he blinked at you a few times. His head dropped down again with a groan, his hips bucking once against the bedding. "Awh, don't say it like that… Okay! Okay… I got ya." He whined right back, his hands hooking on the waistband of your panties. He grins cheekily up at you before ripping them clean off, completely ruining the fabric.

"Hey!" You complained half-assed, "I liked that pair!"

"Don't worry 'bout them. I'll buy ya fifty more. Jus' focus on me, 'kay?" He grinned at you, though you only raised an eyebrow. As if Nami would let him use the funds like that, she would sooner kill him than do that. You couldn't scold him again as your breath left your lungs, his lips finally meeting your clit.

"Oh! Oh, fuck!" You cried out as he began to suck on the sensitive pearl, his tongue circling around it. He moans into your cunt, his eyes closing as he savors the taste. Your taste. The only taste that he would ever choose over meat itself. His hands grip your thighs tighter as his hips ground into the bed, your hands carding into his hair to hold him to you, as if he could ever run away from you.

The sloppy sounds of him eagerly making out with your cunt fill the empty space between your breathy gasps, the wet sounds of the natural lube you were producing and his own saliva was loud, his moans low and throaty, completely drunk on the taste of you as his hips rutted against the bed. His hand left your thigh with one last lingering squeeze, joining his mouth as he probes at your sopping wet pussy. He pops off of your clit with a final, open mouth kiss as he pants. He sits up slightly, his eyes open and half-lidded. He was a mess already, your slick mixed with his saliva was soaked into his stubble, his face was red, and his pupils were blown wide.

He leaned forwards to kiss you and your brows knit together at the taste of yourself on his tongue. It wasn't a pleasant taste, but you could hardly care as his finger pushed into you and made you lose your train of thought. You gasped into the kiss, giving him the chance to push his tongue into your mouth.

His finger was slow as it worked its way into you, letting you adjust to the thick intrusion as he pumped it in and out at a languid pace. He pulls back from the kiss, lingering near your face for just a moment before shifting back to lay on his belly again, his lips quick to find your clit again. Your back arched, moaning at the feeling as his finger began to move faster, coaxing more of your sweet juices out of your body.

He pulled his finger out after a moment longer, using his hands to grip under your ass as he lifts your hips up slightly. His mouth moved from your clit to your partially stretched entrance, working his tongue inside. He huffs against your, moaning needily as his nose bumped your clit.

You could only gasp and chant his name, spurring him on more. His tongue stretched inside of you, inflating thick as it licked around your insides, pressing on that special spot deep within that made you cry out and see stars. His grip on your hips tighten when he feels you clench around his tongue, one of his arms looping around your waist once like a snake before meeting back at the front, keeping you in a firm grip as his hand meets your clit.

"L-Luffy! Fuck, don't stop!" You pant needily, looking down at him. He was completely enjoying himself, entirely lost in you to the point where his hips stopped humping the bed. He was focused solely on your pleasure now, needing to feel you clench and taste your cum.

He kept licking against that sweet spot inside you as he toyed with your clit, his hand turning black and glossy as he ups the pressure, urging you to cum. While he could eat you out all day if given the opportunity, he was already too worked up to want to wait any longer to fuck you. He has been thinking about it all day, all week even, and he didn't want to hold off.

When you finally came, it was loud and drawn out. Your hands scrabbled to hold his head to you, your thighs tightening around his head. All the while he never let up his ministrations, his haki-hardened fingers never ceasing, his tongue never letting up until you whined in overstimulation and pushed him back. He groans, the haki receding as he sits up. His tongue slithered out and back into his mouth with a rubbery twang. He rubs at the bulge in his shorts, but didn't move forwards until you told him to.

You caught your breath after a moment of respite, finally opening your eyes again as you looked at him. He looked back at you with adoration and lust, licking his lips to taste you again. "You, hah…" You paused, moaning softly as the residual shocks of your orgasm subside, "Come on, you can fuck me."

Luffy lit up, "ShiShiShi~! 'Kay!" He grinned eagerly, yelping as he rolled onto his back like a turtle as he fights to get his shorts off. You blinked, in awe that a grown man was struggling this much against his own clothing. You expected nothing more from Luffy though, and you loved him for it.

With his shorts finally off, he gave his cock a few brief strokes. It was big and heavy, angled down even when fully erect because of the weight of it. He was already leaking precum, likely having got off on eating you out and from the rutting against the bed. "G'na go slow. Can't hurt m'pretty girl.." He hums, easing himself between your legs.

You eagerly accept him, legs wrapping around his waist. His legs shift a few times, getting into a more comfortable position, as he guides his cock into you. Once he was sure that it wouldn't slip out, he let go and leaned over you, his forearms resting on the bed over your head. You were eye-level with his collarbone, hips lifted up off the bed to meet his as he slowly pushed in.

You both moan once he was fully seated inside. He stays still, savoring the feeling. "Feel good, sweetheart?" He asked you though his panting, every nerve ending in his body telling him to fuck you already, "You're s'tight. Hah~. Squeezin' me so nice."

You could only nod at him, giving him a mindless little "mhm!" He giggles briefly before groaning, his hips twitching forwards. "Gonna move, 'kay? But nice 'n' slow, can't hurt ya, 'kay?" He huffed, his hips drawing back before slowly pressing forwards again. That was the pace he set, slow and loving as you adjusted to the feeling of his cock in you, the feeling of him stretching you out and filling you full.

You moan each time his hips meet yours, his cock pressing deep inside each time. He groans and pants from above you, gripping the sheets in restraint as he slowly pumps his twitching cock in and out of your sensitive cunt. He was already so close, cursing to himself for teasing his cock earlier. "F-Fuck, m'sorry sweets, I gotta cum, fuck!" He whines, his hips pushing in more roughly yet still keeping the slower pace. His pace stuttered before stilling with a long groan, pumping his load deep inside of you. He whimpered, his hips twitching in sensitivity as he stayed inside of you.

You weren't concerned about him finishing inside of you, in fact that was an issue you stopped panicking over a while ago. Around your 5th anniversary, you had asked Chopper if he could give you an implant. While having kids would be nice, you just… couldn't see yourself having them with the life you were living. You didn't want to leave the crew and you also couldn't have a kid while on a pirate ship. That would be way too risky for both you and the kid. So you settled for complete preventative measures. Even if the reindeer doctor was a bit flustered at your reasoning, he obliged. You just have to get it changed every couple of years which wasn't an issue. Luffy wasn't complaining either, it meant he could fill you up as much as he wanted.

Luffy inhaled as he came down from his high, sitting up with his cock still nestled inside of you. He pushed his hair back, grinning smugly down at you. "You okay? 'Cause I'm not done yet. Gonna go faster, 'kay?" He tells you, gripping the backs of your legs as he lifts them onto his shoulders. You nod, drunk on his cock and the feeling of him.

He giggles, absolutely delighted as he leans forwards, bending you in half as far as you can go. His hands plant firmly on the bed beside your head this time, gripping he sheets as he started to thrust into you. The sloppy sound of your slick and his cum churning inside of you was loud, his cock pushing any drop that came out back in. His pace was fast and rough, the rapid pounding of his hips pressing you down into the bed.

He pants eagerly, chasing another high as he loses himself in you. One of his hands leaves the bedding, finding its way back to your clit as he plays with you, wanting to feel you squeeze him like a vice as he works his way deeper into you. "So good! S'good!" He moans loudly, a massive grin spread across his face. You could only moan in response, each heavy thrust taking the air out of your lungs. You squirmed beneath him as he toyed with your clit in rapid circles, his balls slamming against your ass again and again.

Your back arched off of the bedding as you came around his cock with a high pitched moan, your toes curling. He grunts, his hands moving from the bedding and your clit to grip your thighs again. Your orgasm was intense, threatening to push him out, but he kept his hips pressed tight against you. "Fuck, fuck! Take it, take it!" He chants through heavy pants, his hips speeding up as he grips your thighs tighter. His teeth grit before he moans lowly, his hips stilling after a few more hard thrusts as he came in you for a second time.

He stays still to catch his breath, "Again? You got another one in ya?" He asked you needily, his cock twitching inside of you. You whined, but nodded.

He grinned, gently easing out of you before flipping you over onto your stomach. You gasped, getting ready to push yourself up onto all fours but his body covered your back, his chest meeting your back, and kept you pinned down in pronebone.

"M'pretty wife is so, so good t'me.." He grinned, his arm gently wrapping around your throat in a headlock, your hands gripping his thick forearm. His head was next to your ear now, you could hear every heavy breath, every hitch when something felt good. He pushed back inside, groaning lowly as he pushed his leaking cum back in. His arm tensed briefly from the feeling, his bicep choking you momentarily, before he lightened his grip.

He lifted his hips up and slammed them back down, letting gravity do most of the work as he fucked you hard and slow. He groans in bliss, his eyes squeezing shut as your tight cunt squeezed around his cock. "Am I your pirate king, pretty?" He asked huskily in your ear, gently biting the lobe, "Don't care what anyone else thinks of me. Wanna hear you say it."

You nod rapidly, moaning in bliss as his cock worked inside of you. He huffed, dissatisfied with that answer. His hips increased the pace, moving harder and faster. You suddenly felt light headed, like the pressure around you increased. The lighting in the room flickered as you gasped for air. "Say it." Luffy tells you lowly, but he still made sure to ease the pressure just enough so you didn't pass out.

Your brain melted from the feeling, like nothing else mattered besides Luffy and his cock. "Y-Yes! You are my pirate king!" You cry out, your legs shaking in an orgasm you didn't feel coming.

The pressure eased when Luffy was satisfied with your answer. He grinned into the side of your neck, his hips keeping the same pace. "That makes you my queen, pretty! Hee Hee~!" He giggles, not caring about how cheesy it sounded. You didn't care either. Why should you? That man could say the dumbest things he wanted as long as his cock treated you this well.

His playful giggles turned into low moans, his hips moving faster and sloppier. "Fuck, gonna cum again." He warns you, and you just babble beneath him. You lost track of your own orgasms after his conqueror's haki melted your brain, but you were loving the pleasure he was giving you.

His hips pounded against you a few more times before he came, his face burying into the side of your neck as he groans. He jerked his hips forwards a few more times after that to ensure it was deep in there before stilling.

You both pant, his arm dropping from around your throat so he could hold himself above you. He didn't pull out yet.

You felt his cock twitch inside of you, his giggle filling your ears.

The sound of the door closing behind you was muddied out by the feeling of his lips on yours, your breathing mixing and heavy as he pushes you back onto the bed. He pants, his face red and his expression wrecked as he looks down at you, his knee slotting between your legs as he holds himself up on his elbows.

"Fuck…" Luffy groaned, lowering his head onto your shoulder. His forehead was sweaty, his entire body worked up from just being near you. It was your fault that you were in this situation, really. You had ignored him, unintentionally, all day and now he couldn't help himself. He whines, licking at your neck as his hips grind down against your thigh. His fingers grip the sheets next to your head at the feeling, his cock hardening in his shorts.

His hips set a steady rhythm from there, humping your leg while he mouthed and sucked at your neck, his whining increasing in pitch as he moved faster and more desperately. You moaned softly, your hands moving up his clothed back to tangle in his hair and grip at it, causing him to gasp and his hips to stutter before finding their sloppy rhythm again.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't feel it. No, not his hard cock, but the scratchy feeling against your neck. How his hand, previously beside your head, came up to scratch at his chin while he whined. This whine wasn't a pleasured one, more of a slightly annoyed one. You blink.

"Luffy.."

He didn't stop, thinking it was just you encouraging him to go harder. You yelped, not expecting the feeling of his hips suddenly slamming against your thigh as he grunted, your body jostling a bit from the force.

"Luffy, wait..!"

That got him this time. He gasps, shooting up so fast you would think he just smelled food. His arms windmill before he falls backwards, directly off the bed and onto his back with a thunk that shook the room. You blinked again, but didn't get the chance to move or even check if he was okay.

He hopped up, panting and red-faced. You couldn't tell if it was from arousal or if it was from the embarrassment of falling off the bed right in front of you. He stared for a moment, moving a bit closer as his hands hovered, unsure if he was allowed to touch you. "You okay?! Did I hurt ya?!" He panics, looking up and down your body to make sure he didn't injure you in his excitement.

You looked at him for a moment before laughing, crawling over to the edge of the bed. He crouched down, and you held his face in your hands. "I'm fine!" You reassure him, practically seeing the worry drain out of his body, replaced by a dazed expression from your hands. Your thumbs caress his face, confirming your suspicions on what you felt earlier, "Is your stubble bothering you?"

"Uh-Huh.."

You giggled, finding it cute how he just turned into putty in your hands. You think it over for a moment before getting up, beckoning him to follow you to the bathroom. He trailed behind, still affectionately dazed, like a lost puppy.

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The bathroom was bright as you sat there on the sink. Luffy was between your legs, his hands on your hips as he stared at you. You turned your head to look for the shaving cream and he leaned forward, his lips on your neck as his hips ground into your core. You gasped, your legs tightening around his waist briefly.

"Down, boy!"

He huffed at your playful tone but ultimately stopped, pulling his head back to look at you. He was clearly worked up and you felt bad for denying him, but you didn't want to see him uncomfortable with the hair on his face. He eyed the shaving cream and razor warily, so warily that you come to another realization.

"Have you never shaved before, Lu?" You asked him with a raised eyebrow, slightly amused. He shook his head, and you couldn't help but laugh this time.

"Hey!" He pouts, scandalized at your laughing. You shake your head, apologizing to him as you set the equipment down beside you. Really, you weren't that shocked. If anything, it was expected. He still had underarm hair and a happy trail leading to what could only be described as a forest. It was just a little bit funny that he was a late bloomer to facial hair.

He seemed to relax at the sound of your laughing, resuming to languidly grind against your clothed cunt as his hands tighten on your hips. You moan softly at the feeling, considering just dropping the idea of shaving him entirely.

However, him scratching at his jawline again brought you back to reality. You decided that you have free will, and that you can defeat two birds with one stone. Biting your bottom lip, you gently nudged him back.

He hums in confusion, but his eyes lock onto your hands as you began to slide the shorts you were wearing down your legs. He was transfixed, his jaw hanging open as drool threatened to leak out at the sight of your barely covered cunt. He shook his head rapidly, moving for his own shorts as he struggles to get them down his legs with a grunt.

He gasped once free, his cock hard and leaking, throbbing in time with his erratic heartbeat. You really should scold him about not wearing boxers, but now wasn't the time. He basically teleported between your legs again, his cock grinding against your underwear. He huffs in annoyance.

"Stupid, stupid thing…"

The sound of ripping filled your ears, briefly catching you off guard. "Hey!" You whined, but he only gave you a cheeky grin as he tossed the torn parts behind him. He groaned in satisfaction as he glides his cock through your slick folds, making you gasp as the head rubs against your clit. He giggles, already pussy drunk, as he pushed inside of you.

He moaned loudly as he fully seated inside of you, panting a bit as he felt your walls constrict around his throbbing cock. He shifted a bit on his feet, holding your hips tighter, as he began to thrust his hips.

He… wasn't slow. Grunting as his hips slam into you, loud and wet. Each time his hips met yours, your body would jerk slightly but his hands kept you in place. You gasped and moaned each time, his rubber cock molded to fit you perfectly and pressed against all of those sweet spots inside of you.

As good as it felt, as much as you wanted him to keep going, you had a job to do.

"S-Slow… Ah- Slow down a sec."

He complies but it was with a reluctant whine, looking into your eyes with a desperate look. You, again, felt bad but this was for his own good. You grabbed the shaving cream, squirting some out onto your hand, and setting the bottle down.

He jerked at the feeling of the cold cream on his burning hot face, his expression scrunching as he wiggled uncomfortably. "Relax, you big baby." You giggled. He did look a bit silly, staring at you like a confused dog while the cream looked more like a beard than the facial hair ever did. You didn't know what was more absurd, the fact that a grown man didn't know what shaving cream felt like or the fact that you were doing this while being fucked.

You grabbed the razor from beside you, getting that wary look from him again. You soothe him by rubbing his arm, bringing the razor closer to his face. His eyes squeezed shut as you touched it to his face, sliding it down. The shaving cream went with the razor as it glides, and you pull it away when it reached the curve of his jawline. His eyes opened again, blinking like he wasn't expecting to still be alive. "That was it?" He asked after a brief moment of silence.

"Yup."

"Oh."

He stared for just a moment longer before testing the waters, his hips slowly sawing in and out of your wet cunt. You had to inhale to center yourself from the feeling, bringing the razor close to his face again. He didn't flinch this time. His eyes were just on you, wide, loving, and completely trusting to not hurt him.

You nearly melted at his gaze, continuing the gentle process of shaving his face. The shaving cream on his face slowly disappeared, showing more and more of his pretty face as it did. His hips never stopped, continuing their slow roll even as the look in his eyes begged for more.

You set the razor down once you were finished, grabbing a rag beside you as you gently wiped the rest of the shaving cream away. He leaned into your hand briefly, enjoying the feeling of you pampering him.

"All done." You tell him, tossing the rag behind him. You could practically see the fire ignite in his eyes.

"Yeah? Yeah? All done?"

You nod and he grinned, surging forward to kiss you. You gasped at his sudden intensity, which gave him the perfect opening for him to shove his tongue into your mouth. It elongates and inflates, licking around inside of your mouth before slipping briefly into your throat. It caused you to gag, choking on his tongue while his hips picked up the pace.

He pulled back after a moment, causing you to gasp for air while moaning, cringing a little bit at the sight of his tongue slithering back into his mouth. He giggled mischievously, licking at the drool that leaked from the corner of your lips.

The sound of his hips pounding into yours was loud, echoing in the bathroom, his whines slightly drowned out by it. He looks down, watching his cock disappear inside of you. Each time he pulled back, sticky strands from both his precum and your arousal followed his hips. He groaned at that.

His hand reached between you, finding your clit to rub it in frantic circles while his forehead dropped to your shoulder. "Gotta make you cum… Please, please." He begged, his hips rutting into yours sloppily. You can feel him throb inside of you; you can tell that he was close but he just wanted you to squeeze around his cock before he let go. You can feel your stomach tighten a bit, the sound of his begging and the feeling of him in general getting you close.

"Luffy.. Luffy, fuck!" You pant, your legs tightening around him. He gets excited at that, biting down on your shoulder as he speeds up his hips. He wraps one arm around you fully for leverage, the other rapidly working the sensitive bud between your legs as he works to bring you over the edge with him.

Your cunt clenches like a vice around him and he lifts his head to press his lips to yours, greedily swallowing down your moans as you cum. His eyes rolled back, your cunt gripping him so tight that it threatened to push him out, but both of his arms wrapped around you to keep you close.

"C-Cumming…!" He whimpered as he pulled his head back, his hips slamming into you roughly a few more times before stilling, emptying himself right into you, some of it seeping out around his cock. He groans, his hips occasionally bucking to push it deeper inside.

The bathroom was filled with both of your panting, the mirror behind your head was fogged. Luffy giggled dreamily, leaning forward to gently peck your lips. His hips were still grinding against yours, but he made no move to go again.

The moment was cut short by the sound of the door opening, followed by the very manly scream from Usopp.

"WHAT THE HELL?! HAVE YOU NO SHAME?!"

The door slammed shut after that. You and Luffy looked at each other briefly. You were mortified, but Luffy just began laughing.