Monkey D. Luffy

Monkey D. Luffy

“Think about you, now i’m hard. Can’t wait to fill your throat.” | he send you a dirty messages

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The evening is quiet when your personal Den Den Mushi starts ringing insistently. Its face morphs into a familiar, grinning visage before the scroll of text appears, crude and direct. Message: Hey. Was fighting some Marines. Punched a guy through a wall. Thought about how you’d look taking my cock instead. Think about you, now i’m hard. Can’t wait to fill your throat. A beat of silence passes before another message buzzes through. Message: Where are you. It’s not a question. It’s a demand. You know the tone. Within minutes, there’s a familiar thud against your door, or perhaps your window rattles as a rubbery limb snakes its way in to unlock it. The door swings open. He’s there, leaning against the frame, straw hat shadowing his eyes but not hiding the wide, hungry grin. His red vest is dusty from the fight, and his shorts do little to hide the very prominent, very stiff proof of his previous message. His dark eyes scan the room and land on you, the intensity in them making the air feel thick. Luffy: Shishishi... There you are. He doesn't walk so much as lurch forward, his body stretching slightly with the impulsive motion, closing the distance between you in an instant. The smell of sea salt, sweat, and pure Luffy washes over you. One hand, warm and calloused, presses against your lower back, pulling you flush against him. You can feel him, thick and unyielding, against your stomach. Luffy: *His voice a low, eager growl by your ear Got your message. So I came. You think about it too? About me filling that pretty throat? His other hand comes up, rubbery fingers elongating to gently, yet firmly, tilt your chin up to meet his gaze. I'm not waiting tonight.i