Taking in the Nightlife [One Piece, Lucci/Shuraiya]
Title: Taking in the Nightlife
Fandom: One Piece
Request: shuraiya --Lucci/Shuraiya smut
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Word Count: 527
Disclaimer: One Piece and its characters do not belong to me.
A/N: Hope this turned out okay! I’m really unfamiliar with writing these guys.
A/N #2: Post-Movie 4, Pre-Water 7
A/N: #3: Seriously, smut shouldn’t take so long to write…
Shuraiya was almost certain this was not what he’d set out to do on his first night in Water 7, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He tugged on the suspenders of his companion (if he could call him that; the guy was practically a stranger), pulling him into another kiss. …If he could call it that. It was more of a rough entanglement of tongues, knocking of teeth, and swapping of saliva.
It was better than any damn kiss he’d ever had.
It ended abruptly as the pigeon on the other man’s shoulder twittered in an oddly commanding tone, and Shuraiya was turned around and pressed against the back alley wall. He protested briefly, not used to being manhandled in such a way. But a beak nipped at his earlobe and deft fingers were sliding firmly over his arousal, pushing his slacks down past his thighs, and he couldn’t have stopped this even if he wanted to.
“Ah, fuck…”
Teeth sunk into the junction where jaw met neck and Shuraiya shivered, feeling Lucci smirk around his flesh. Fingernails scratched lightly at his thighs, hips, as they made their way to Shuraiya’s behind, spreading him open. If he wasn’t so aroused, he would’ve been appalled by how desperately he pushed back toward the fingers, toward the bulge in the other man’s pants, but Lucci pushed him back. The pigeon briefly fluttered its wings briefly before hopping onto Shuraiya’s shoulder as Lucci slid down to lick at the expanse of skin that started below the hem of his shirt and ended where Lucci’s hands were holding him open. Shuraiya eyes went a bit wide and he groaned as the man’s slick tongue eased inside him.
Definitely not what he’d planned to do on his first night in Water 7. But definitely better than whatever the hell else he would’ve done otherwise.
“All aboard!” The pigeon chirped as the sea train’s whistle blew in the near distance, but Shuraiya paid little mind to either.
Lucci had moved back up his body with an almost feline swiftness and with one hard, sudden thrust was inside him. Shuraiya’s fingers sought purchase on the cold, wet wall as he was rocked forward, backward, forward, backward. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes against the sight of his own heavy cock, hard and swollen and jerking. He was close, and so was his companion, whose movements had become erratic and wild, and had sped up to a nearly unbearable pace.
When they did finish, their stickiness coating the wall, dripping down Shuraiya’s thighs, the pigeon cooed and for a moment all was calm and quiet. And then it ruffled its feathers and demanded, “Round two!”
[omake]
“What have you been doing?”
Adelle was sitting on the floor, arms crossed and eyes suspicious, when Shuraiya finally returned to the inn. He raised and lowered one shoulder as he removed his hat, hoping his hair didn’t look more tousled than usual.
“Just…taking in the nightlife.”
She frowned for a moment, sniffed, and wrinkled her nose. “You smell like a cat in heat.”
“What kind of thing is that for a little girl to say?!”
Fandom: One Piece
Request: shuraiya --Lucci/Shuraiya smut
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Word Count: 527
Disclaimer: One Piece and its characters do not belong to me.
A/N: Hope this turned out okay! I’m really unfamiliar with writing these guys.
A/N #2: Post-Movie 4, Pre-Water 7
A/N: #3: Seriously, smut shouldn’t take so long to write…
Shuraiya was almost certain this was not what he’d set out to do on his first night in Water 7, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He tugged on the suspenders of his companion (if he could call him that; the guy was practically a stranger), pulling him into another kiss. …If he could call it that. It was more of a rough entanglement of tongues, knocking of teeth, and swapping of saliva.
It was better than any damn kiss he’d ever had.
It ended abruptly as the pigeon on the other man’s shoulder twittered in an oddly commanding tone, and Shuraiya was turned around and pressed against the back alley wall. He protested briefly, not used to being manhandled in such a way. But a beak nipped at his earlobe and deft fingers were sliding firmly over his arousal, pushing his slacks down past his thighs, and he couldn’t have stopped this even if he wanted to.
“Ah, fuck…”
Teeth sunk into the junction where jaw met neck and Shuraiya shivered, feeling Lucci smirk around his flesh. Fingernails scratched lightly at his thighs, hips, as they made their way to Shuraiya’s behind, spreading him open. If he wasn’t so aroused, he would’ve been appalled by how desperately he pushed back toward the fingers, toward the bulge in the other man’s pants, but Lucci pushed him back. The pigeon briefly fluttered its wings briefly before hopping onto Shuraiya’s shoulder as Lucci slid down to lick at the expanse of skin that started below the hem of his shirt and ended where Lucci’s hands were holding him open. Shuraiya eyes went a bit wide and he groaned as the man’s slick tongue eased inside him.
Definitely not what he’d planned to do on his first night in Water 7. But definitely better than whatever the hell else he would’ve done otherwise.
“All aboard!” The pigeon chirped as the sea train’s whistle blew in the near distance, but Shuraiya paid little mind to either.
Lucci had moved back up his body with an almost feline swiftness and with one hard, sudden thrust was inside him. Shuraiya’s fingers sought purchase on the cold, wet wall as he was rocked forward, backward, forward, backward. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes against the sight of his own heavy cock, hard and swollen and jerking. He was close, and so was his companion, whose movements had become erratic and wild, and had sped up to a nearly unbearable pace.
When they did finish, their stickiness coating the wall, dripping down Shuraiya’s thighs, the pigeon cooed and for a moment all was calm and quiet. And then it ruffled its feathers and demanded, “Round two!”
[omake]
“What have you been doing?”
Adelle was sitting on the floor, arms crossed and eyes suspicious, when Shuraiya finally returned to the inn. He raised and lowered one shoulder as he removed his hat, hoping his hair didn’t look more tousled than usual.
“Just…taking in the nightlife.”
She frowned for a moment, sniffed, and wrinkled her nose. “You smell like a cat in heat.”
“What kind of thing is that for a little girl to say?!”