Hiyaaaa C: For The Selfship Asks!! (I Usually Default To Shanks With You But I'd Love To Hear About Literally

I would give my left arm (👀) for sleepy mornings with 🍺 for your event prompt!

Congratulations on 1k, we’ve missed you over the summer!! 💕

LMFAO this made me laugh 😭 I hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it! Shanks was probably my first one piece love so I really should write for him more often. Also, you're so sweet, I missed you all so much over the summer too 🥺 i'm so happy to be back!!

Prompt: Sleepy mornings with Shanks

Pairing: Shanks x f!reader

WC: ~900

CW: Established relationship, fluff, lazy sex, unprotected sex, creampie, beckmann mentioned, just some cute smut

18+ MDNI

1K EVENT MASTERLIST

You trace your fingers over your captain’s muscular chest, drawing a line down to his abdomen. His even breaths indicate he’s still fast asleep. You’d only woken up a few moments ago yourself, opting to admire Shanks in his sleep instead of waking him up. He was so beautiful like this, expression completely at ease as the warm morning sun caught in his hair.

He shifts, groaning slightly as he stretches his arm. You smile, halting your movements as he blinks his eyes open. His gaze settles on you, a pleased, sleepy grin breaking out over his face.

“Morning,” His voice is rough with sleep.

“Good morning,” You lean up, kissing his jaw.

His hand reaches down to run through your hair, soothing. “You been watching me sleep? Weirdo.”

You stick your tongue out at him, “Shut up. You’re cute when you sleep.”

“I’m cute now, too.”

“Well….” You fight to keep the grin from your face as he huffs, scooping your body towards his and flipping you both over so that you’re pinned to the mattress under him.

“Jerk.” He mutters, leaning down to kiss you.

You laugh, kissing him back. It’s lazy, a slow meld of lips and tongues. Your hands come up to cup his cheeks, the raised flesh of his three scars a familiar feeling under your thumb.

He smiles against your lips, rolling off of you and tugging you with him so that you’re both on your sides. You slide one thigh over his, hooking your leg and pulling him closer to you. The solid ridge of his arousal presses into your stomach, making you grin.

“Someone’s eager.” You murmur playfully.

“Shut up,” He grumbles in between kisses, “I just woke up, cut me some slack.”

Wandering fingers toy with your waistband, silently waiting for permission. You angle your hips of the bed, giving him the go ahead.

He eagerly tugs your pj pants down, pushing his down right after just enough to pull his hard cock out. He pulls your hips closer to his, sliding his cock between your wet folds.

“Looks like you’re eager for me too,” He teases as your breath catches.

“That’s no surprise. Aren’t you always saying that I’m ‘always so ready for you?’” You’re teasing words are breathless as the tip of his cock nudges against your throbbing clit.

He smiles into a kiss, not bothering to answer. He lines himself up with you, slowly pushing into your tight entrance. His hand comes down to your thigh, pulling it higher over his hip to open you up more for him, easing the connection.

“So tight,” He groans, dropping his head and kissing your shoulder and collarbones.

You tangle a hand into his hair, sighing as he sucks a mark into your collarbone. His hips move lazily, the slow slide of his cock in and out of you pleasantly stimulating without the usual overwhelming feeling.

You bring his head back up, craving the familiar feel of his lips on yours. Your hips rock into his, soft pants mingling with your kisses as you both move.

His calloused hand comes up from your thigh, cupping your cheek and angling your face to deepen the kiss. The mattress creaks softly underneath you, though you’ve certainly put it through far worse.

“You’re so pretty. Fuck, I love you,” He murmurs against your lips.

You giggle, nudging his nose with your own, “I love you too, Shanks.”

The drag of his cock over your g-spot paired with the rub of his pelvis against your clit has you close to cumming, and he can tell.

“Gonna cum f’me soon, pretty baby? Yeah, ‘m close too,” He kisses you harder, cock twitching as if to punctuate his point.

You nod, kissing him back just as eagerly. Another two thrusts have you sighing with pleasure, light shock waves rocking you as your orgasm washes over you. He groans against your lips, hot spurts of cum spilling inside of you shortly after.

“God, what a nice way to wake up,” He sighs, kissing your forehead. You laugh, snuggling into his chest as you wrap your arms around his middle.

You lay like that for a while afterwards, neither of you wanting to move from where you’re still connected. Unfortunately, your cocoon of peace is disrupted by a knocking on the door.

“Wake up! Breakfast is served, and if you’re not there soon it’ll all be gone!” Beckmann shouts through the door.

You groan as his footsteps fade away, pouting up at Shanks. He smiles down at you, kissing your pout away.

He pulls away first, careful as he pulls out. He rolls out of bed, tugging his boxers back on properly as he does so. He reaches a hand down to help you out of bed, helping you readjust your clothing too.

“A quick meal, and then right back to bed,” Shanks vows.

You laugh, shaking your head, “We have things to do. We can’t sleep the day away.” “What’s the point of being captain if I can’t spend all day with my girl in bed, hm? I make the rules.” His tone is indignant.

You snort, tugging him towards the door as he complains. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Captain.”

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Breeding kink boyfriend who puts you in a mating press?… big tummy bulge?

You weren’t going to last more than a few minutes with the hold your boyfriend had you in. It was tout as he pressed your legs back onto your chest, letting his cock head kiss your g-spot. It was chaste kisses as he ground his hips, trying to further his own arousal.

He needed you so bad he was practically on fire. He needed to breed you or he was going to die. Every minute he spent breathing could have been another minute pumping you full of hot spend.

When your boyfriend did cum, you couldn’t bear it. Your hips bucked and spasmed, trying to adjust to the new sensation that followed suit. Your pussy stretched to fit his cum as he fucked it back into you, shuddering with every pleasurable squeeze your walls gave him.

sleepy sex with zoro. thats it that's the entire ask

⛥ﾟ・。 scent

synopsis: zoro wakes up in the mood... and you'd be crazy not to oblige.

cw: nsfw, fluffy fluff, comfort, very sweet, very soft, soft zoro, not much else, pretty tame, bit short but whatevs

a/n: i'm so fuckin lonely </3

Feeling a slight shift beside you, your head stirred, eyes fluttering open to be met by amber rays seeping in through a nearby window.

The sun poured past the thin curtains, bathing you in brilliant morning light as a pair of thick arms tightened firmly around your waist, pulling you flush against a strong chest—which radiated like a damn furnace.

Hint #1 as to what kind of morning this was going to be.

You were pleasantly surprised, seeing as you often didn't wake up next to Zoro.

Usually, he rose with the sun, carefully sliding out your grasp and throwing on a pair of pants for his pre-breakfast workout.

Key word being usually.

Slowly, you shifted your gaze to his sleeping face—his uncharacteristic, softened expression making you smile.

Your thumb gently caressed the curve of his chin, and the return of his usual pout only made your smile widen.

"Mornin'," you yawned, pressing a quick kiss on his nose.

He hummed in response, promptly burying his face in the crook of your neck.

And the two of you stayed like that for a while, you toying with the hairs at the nape of his neck, listening to his shallow breaths.

But it all changed when you suddenly felt his lips at the junction of your neck and shoulder.

He peppered kisses up your jawline, forcing your fingers to pause their ministrations.

"Zo..."

He hummed again, though while continuing his work.

"Zo, honey, what are you doing?"

"Ya smell good."

You scoffed as his mouth moved to your clavicle.

"I just woke up."

"Don't matter... s'turnin' me on."

Suddenly, his mouth was hovering over yours, eyes half-lidded in what you weren't sure was lust or drowsiness.

Not wasting any time, he captured your lips with his, relishing your soft sigh as you melted into his touch.

Smoothly, his tongue swiped across your bottom lip, moving in a languid, almost-dizzying rhythm.

"What's... gotten into you?" you manged between his relentlessness, stomach fluttering as he faintly grinned into your cheek, tugging your bottom lip between his teeth. "Don't you have... to train?"

"In a minute," he grumbled like a fussy child, calloused fingers tracing your inner thigh.

The taunt that rose in your throat didn't even have a chance to get past your lips before he captured them once again with his own, tugging your panties down in one swift motion before tossing them over his shoulder.

Both your chests heaved against each other, his voice groggy as he leaned down to nibble at your neck.

"Ya don't have to do anything to turn me on. Y'know that, right?"

Your breath hitched as he began to spread your growing wetness across your glistening cunt.

"Just lookin' at you's enough."

He began tracing slow, tight circles onto your clit.

"Just touching you."

Finally, he tugged down his boxers, allowing his cock to spring free, already dribbling pre.

God, this man...

"You're so beautiful, Zo," you hummed, tracing the vein that runs down his shaft.

He scoffed, but the faint tinge of red dusting his cheeks told you all you needed to know.

Flashing a lazy grin, you slowly straddled him, carefully lining him up before sinking down with a soft mewl.

Reverently, his hands slid up your legs, running over your calves and thighs until they could finally rest at the flesh of your hips, which began to lusciously roll.

At the movement, Zoro let out a deep groan, rutting up into you from his place on the bed as you set a slow but firm pace, leaving you both breathless.

Sitting up, he lifted your shirt off your head, allowing you to toss your arms over his shoulders and pull him closer as he latched onto one of your nipples.

He swirled the bud until it peaked on his tongue, before switching off to give the other the same attention, his free hand sliding down to knead your ass in his large palm.

It felt like he was everywhere.

Under your skin... in your stomach... buried in the pulsing muscle in your chest.

Overwhelmed with feeling, you leaned down to plant a harsh bite on his neck, an uncharacteristically lewd moan managing to fly past his lips.

Without hesitation, he flipped you both over, carefully sliding back into you as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

With a few more deep thrusts, you both released at the same time, his face smushing into your neck to inhale more of your scent—and muffle another one of his moans.

Letting out a chuckle, you smoothed back a few hairs that stuck to his dewy forehead, peppering feather-light kisses across his hairline.

"I love you," you both muttered at the same time.

Pausing a moment, you scrunched your nose, the swordsman rolling his eyes.

Corny.

Hooking his arm under your back, he carefully pulled his cock from your heat, taking a moment to admire the glistening, sun-dappled image before him before scooping you up in his arms.

"Gonna finish this up in the shower, yeah?" he asked as you wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest with slightly wide eyes.

'Who is this man and what has he done with Zoro?'

But, since he was in such good spirits, you decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"Lead the way."

At this point if your goal in life isn’t getting away from WW3, pretending Trump never existed, going into space and marrying Pedro Pescal  and being Baby Yoda’s new mom, then you need new priorities.