Luffy x isakai Girl

A Wild Time

      Everything suddenly felt amplified. The feeling of my own lashes brushing against my cheeks. The warmth of his skin against mine. The gentle rise and fall of his chest as he held me so close. His hot breath brushing against my skin, almost as if it was caressing me.

    The fact that he was breathing quietly, rather than snoring loudly, brought me further into awareness. He's awake already.

    He shifted a little, most likely noticing that i wasn't asleep anymore. Even the slightest of movement was enough to send shivers through my body. His hands shifted, gliding softly over my clothes before wadding a bundle up in his fists. I could hear the fabric whining under his grasp as my breathing picked up a little.

     A soft kiss landed on my head as he pulled my hips closer, still hanging on tight to my clothes. I couldn't help but take a deep breath as goosebumps rose all over my body. I was very aware of my lashes as I let my eyes flutter, tilting my chin up and parting my lips. I could feel his lips trace softly around my face, his hot breath tickling my skin as he made his way slowly to my lips. He stopped to hover for just a moment before connecting.

    I was so hyper aware of everything. The feeling of his lips, ever so slightly chapped, melding with mine. The feeling of his grip tightening against my clothes, inevitably pulling me ever so slightly closer. The feeling of the clothes brushing against my skin as he pulled me in. That sharp breath he took as we connected, sending butterflies in my stomach flying around like mad. I snatched the collar of his shirt for a moment, reciprocating by pulling him closer to me.

     It wasn't enough, I didn't feel close enough to him. I could feel my hands venture underneath his shirt, feeling every muscle and every scar that made him who he was. I couldn't help myself, gathering the base of his shirt in my hands and trying to pull it off. But Luffy wouldn't release my clothes, being sure to pull my sweater off first before sitting up and yanking his shirt off.

    His lips met mine again, kissing me a little more urgently this time as he let his arms wrap around me, pulling me up against him, as close as we could get. I felt tingles rising up everywhere we were touching, making me crave even more.

   My hands traveled up to his face, pulling him closer as he gripped at my sweatpants, pulling my hips closer to him again. I was increasingly aware of how aroused he was, making me gulp. How long has it been since we...?

    I almost felt nervous. As if it was our very first time. As if one slip up could change everything. And then I let myself break away for a moment and look at those beautiful almond eyes. They were steady, and confident, making me swoon as I pulled my lips back to his.

     Slowly, but surely, those sweatpants made their way off of my person, cascading slowly down and then off. I immediately began fumbling with his shorts, making him chuckle softly.

    "Relax, Misaki. No need to rush it."

     He began kissing down my chest, then my stomach, pushing me onto my back as he pulled my thighs apart, making me whine. If I was hyper aware of his touch before, then this must have been a different level altogether. His tongue rolled and flicked expertly around as his hands ventured up to squeeze at my hips, exactly the way that drove me up the wall. I let my fingers twist around his messy hair, not even trying to contain myself as he went down on me. I gasped, and wiggled, and yelped, and whined like nobody's business, making him hum happily against me, which only sent me higher. It wasn't long before I could feel myself going over the edge. I squeezed my thighs over his head, wind whipping around the room like crazy, and whined heavily as he continued, eventually tracing his lips up my torso and returning to me.