👒 - One Piece Oneshots - 👒

🍋 Killer x Reader

[There's gonna be a long...long string of lemons here, also, this does NOT FOLLOW any plot whatsoever. ]

Yawning softly, you woke up to the sounds of seagulls chirping and flapping their wings through the air.

You also happened to wake up to Robin patting your shoulder.

"Mn.." you grumbled, and glared at her, to which she only smiled.

Angry, you jumped out of bed, and grumpily put your clothes on, absolutely irritated with these people.

Sanji happily greeted you whenever you had walked out of the room.

"Not right now, Sanji." You sighed, and shuffled into the kitchen where the food steamed, and the crew ate to their hearts content.

You should thank Robin for being considerate sometime soon.

Plopping down next to Zoro, you fought luffy for some food, totally irritated with this idiot of a captain.

"Im gonna go check on the two other crews." You murmured, and stood, handing Zoro your food, he gratefully took it and handed you a bottle of Sake in return. He was the only person you found enjoyment from on the daily.

On the other hand, the Kidd Pirates were much more enjoyable, the higher ranks anyway.

You ran off of the ship, waving to Heat and Wire, who waved back. The two were sparring partners, and closer to you than you were to Zoro.

"Sup boys." You hummed, and dodged their captains tantrum.

Eustass Kidd, the only Kid who could manage to calm you down, even if he was riled up all the time. He also mocked you like, twenty-four seven.

He threw an arm around your shoulder, grinning like a madman as he led you onto the ship. This couldnt be good.

He led you into the kitchen, where killer stood in a pink, frilly apron as he cooked spaghetti.

mmmm, spaghetti sounded good. You hadnt eaten due to luffy and the crew being animals, and you couldnt let Zoro go hungry.

Killer fed you good though.

Walking up next to him, your head immediately found itself on his shoulder, arms around his waist.

He already knew it was you, no one else had the confidence to do that...ever.

"Hello, Y/N." He hummed, never taking his eyes off of the food.

"hiiii." You hummed, and scooted up closer.

Kidd had to leave the room, god, Killer was getting some at like....nine in the morning.

...why was he making spaghetti at Nine in the morning? To put it rather simply, its Killer, what did you expect?

to be honest, you loved killer more than his dumb spaghetti, and you were now getting annoyed, because he seemed to love his damn Spaghetti more than you.

Your hands trailed from his shoulders, all the way to his hips, pressing him against yourself.

"Killerrr.." you whined, and moved your hands to rub along his crotch.

He flinched, but eased into it, gently pressing crotch against your hands.

You smiled, moving your fingers in a circular motion on his clothed tip, your mouth nipping at his exposed neck.

Killer continued to cook like nothing was happening, but the light bucking of his hips was enough to tell you to move on.

Your hand slipped under his apron, pulling his fly down and unbuttoning his jeans.

His back pressed up against your front.

Your hand slid into his underwear, feeling for his shaft.

He was rather unshaven, which wasn't a problem for you, as you didn't really care about that, and neither did he.

Kidd on the other hand, NO HAIR, NOTHING, NONE.

Anyways, you continued your entertainment, slowly rubbing up and down to please him.

He shuddered, bucking his hips unintentionally.

"Heheheh~" You chuckled, and pressed a kiss to his neck before getting fast, roughly rubbing his shaft up and down, slightly moving your hand in a circular motion as to not hurt him.

He let out a moan, arching his back. Luckily, it wasn't too noticeable due to the mask, but holy shit did that turn you on.

You rested your head on his shoulder, getting faster by the second, a sloppy and slick sound being covered by the sizzle of the spaghetti meat.

Killer's moans only got louder as he bucked his hips against your hand, gripping the edges of the counter as your pleasured him.

Your free hand slapped his behind, giving it a firm squeeze afterwards.

He leaned back against you, panting through the mask.

You rubbed his chest, smiling at him, "we aren't done yet~." You purred.

Killer tensed a tad, but nodded, placing a lid on the spaghetti.

"We taking or giving?" You asked him, The hand that was In his pants moving painfully slow.

"Give.." he murmured, "please.."

You kissed his neck, "of course."

He moved you from behind him, and pressed you against the counter, lifting his mask to kiss your lips.

You chuckled, hands running over his abs and muscles while his ran over yours.

He pulled down your shorts just a bit, and rubbed his erection against your entrance, coating a thick layer of natural lube onto his shaft.

He shoved himself in, and quickly began thrusting himself into you as he leaned over the counter.

You chuckled, the pleasure spiking through your body with each thrust..fuck..why was he so good?

You bit your tounge as his animalistic thrusts only got wilder.

"Killer.." you moaned out, leaning your head back as pleasure overtook your body.

He lovingly lifted his mask to press his lips against yours once more, passionately kissing your pleasured state.

You smiled in the kiss, and wrapped your arms around his neck.

His thrust became sloppy and even faster, moaning out your name as he was ready to finish.

"Mmm!" You moaned, and threw your head back, legs shaking as you tightened around him, the two of you finishing together.

You smiled when he pulled out and cleaned you with a paper towel. He was so sweet.

He cleaned himself before swiftly pulling up your shorts, then his pants.

The two of you may have been a different crew, but lord when you saw eachother, meetups were always tasty.