Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 3 - Marco x cisfem!Reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: cisfem
Character: Marco the Phoenix
Vibe: NSFW Consensual
AU: Writer's Choice AU (Canon)
Prompt: fuck or die/Aphrodisiac 

Summary: The WBP have a prolonged fight with a pirate crew that has Weird Devil Fruits. The strange utility of the fruits makes the fight a pain, but after a long victory they celebrate.

Content Notes: Aphrodisiac, devil fruit trigger fuck-or-die scenario, consensual but way more angsty than I meant ^^;

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You had been celebrating on the beach with the others after a particularly frustrating fight with another pirate crew. It wasn't that the others were stronger than you and yours, it was that they had quite a few devil fruit users with weird abilities that had been a pain to deal with.

Even Marco had started to lose his cool by the time the fight was wrapping up.

But now, with the sun down, fires roaring, and ale flowing, the crew was relaxing properly after their victory. You just needed to step away and clear your head for a moment - the fire felt too warm, and the noise was too loud. It got like that some times, so it wasn't a big deal for you to step away.

A few minutes after, Marco caught up with you. He called out before he approached, and you gave him a warm smile. It was always nice to sneak a few moments where it was just the two of you. Your relationship was new, but comfortable.

"Can I keep you company, yoi?" He asks, handing over a fresh mug of ale. "It's practically water, I figured you wanted something softer since you were stepping away."

"Aww, always looking out for me." Your reply carries the sound of the smile on your lips as he bends low and lets you kiss his cheek after you take the mug. "What would I do without you?"

"Soar the skies and see the world." He replies, ruffling your hair before kissing the top of your head. "Much as I'm glad you like keeping me around, you could rule the world, yoi."

You laugh. He wasn't being self-deprecating, commander of the first division that he was, but it was always endearing how much faith he had in you.

You turn to say something to him when a feeling pricks at both of your senses. Tossing the mugs, your sword is in your hands, and Marco's flames are alight before you even see the man leap from the darkness and into your view.

He's not focused on you, his eyes, body and will are all headed straight for Marco. You know, in every part of yourself, that Marco can handle himself, but something grabs hold of your heart and you lunge at the pirate before he reaches your commander.

The wild look in the man's eye changes and the twisted grin on his lips is enough for you to realize your error. Marco's hand reaches past you as the pirate splashes something on both of you. The shock of the water is enough to stutter your actions and the man drops to his knees, laughing.

His laughter has such an edge to it that you don't know what to do. You both take a step back, but once you do a strange sensation hits you. Your body tenses, and you collapse as Marco bursts into flames. He seems to be almost completely gone for a second before he's holding onto you. Flames lick at his hands where he's holding you, and he turns a harsh gaze toward the pirate as your vision goes hazy.

"What did you do!?" He demands.

"A gift," the pirate says between his cackles. "One I would've preferred to bestow on your whole miserable crew! Have you bastards celebrate," he spits the word, his laughter ending abruptly. "Properly."