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The hands littered across your body may be the only things keeping you grounded to the earth.
One cradles your face, warm palm against your skin and thumb sweeping across your cheekbone gentle enough to be a kiss. Two more are digging into your hips, so hot you’re sure you’ll find handprints seared onto you in the morning. Another pair wanders, leaving a path of goosebumps in their wake as they trail from your chest, fingertips grazing down your sides before one slips between your spread legs, tracing around your stretched entrance where you’re split open before two fingers press up against your clit.
The passage of time feels as slow and sticky as the circles being rubbed against your clit, each moment yawning and stretching out for a quiet eternity before passing into the next, making it impossible for you tell if you’ve been sandwiched between three firm bodies for lifetimes or heartbeats.
“You still with us, my love?” Sanji’s voice pulls you free from your spiralling thoughts and back in the present. You peek up as best as you can with your nose buried in a neat blond tuft of hair, tilting your head to nuzzle into his hand. You’d probably smile at how his cock twitches where it’s buried down your throat if your lips weren’t stretched around him. He shoots you a soft smile before turning his attention to the man across him. “slow down, you brute. You’re going to hurt her.”
“She’s fucking fine,” Zoro punctuates his word with heavy thrusts that would gag you on Sanji’s cock if it wasn’t for Zoro’s iron hold on your hips keeping you in place. He shifts, leaning forward and draping himself over your back so he can reach around to wrap a hand around your neck, squeezing the sides just enough to make Sanji groan above you and make your head spin before he presses his lips to your ear.
“You’re alright aren’t you, baby?” The sincerity that lurks behind his question melts you, soft and shy as he kisses every inch of skin he can reach. You hum and you pat Sanji’s thigh once to tell them you’re okay as you had agreed upon earlier. You can’t see his grin but you can feel it, all sharp edges and teeth. “that’s my girl.”
“Ours,” it’s the first thing you’ve heard from the voice below you since he’d sunk inside your cunt and whimpered at how it welcomed him home. You pull off of Sanji with a gasp, strings of spit keeping you connected to his flushed tip and glance down at the vision laid out below you.
Luffy looks as fucked out as you feel, cheeks flushed and dark hair matted to his forehead. Yet his eyes are as sharp as ever, piercing through you so fiercely you’re certain he can hear every frazzled thought in your head. The whole room has gone still at his declaration, breaths held as the captain, your captain, commands everyone’s attention with a single word. You know what he wants even before he cranes his neck up to trying to reach you, burning gaze never leaving you as you dip to meet him halfway.
The kiss is messy from the moment you crash into each other as Luffy licks his way into your mouth, biting at already swollen lips and chasing the taste of Sanji off your tongue. There’s a wet smacking sound coming from somewhere above you, a shuffle and a groan that’s echoed by an answering growl but you’re too lost in the hungry rhythm of Luffy kissing and kissing and kissing you to pay it any attention.
Luffy’s hips start to rock once more, a slow, delicious grind that has his fat tip pushing right up against a spot inside you that curls your toes and makes your thighs shake where they’re straddling his waist. Luffy swallows your squeal as Zoro follows his captain’s lead, fucking into you in time with Luffy, pulling when he pushes and pushing when he pulls. You let out a broken moan into his mouth as they stuff you full over and over, never giving you so much as a moment to catch your breath. Your lungs burn, ribs scorched by flame and need.
You need to breathe. You never want to breathe again.
Just as your mind starts to go fuzzy and soft and dumb around the edges, Luffy breaks away from you and lets you suck in greedy gasps of air, grabbing your face to pepper kisses across your face before he whispers against your lips, “Sanji needs you too.”
A spike of guilt cuts through the haze of lust as Luffy releases his hold on you and you snap back up to where Sanji sits patiently waiting for you. He pumps his cock with full, lazy strokes, a slick clicking in your ear as he uses your spit to fuck his fist and follow the pace the other two have set.
You barely need to lean forward to place a feather-light kiss on his tip, licking a broad stripe across his weeping slit before glancing up through your lashes. “I‘m sorry, Sanji. I didn’t mean to ignore you.”
“Don’t be, angel. I could watch you like this all day,” he bends down just enough to kiss your forehead and murmurs against your skin, “All full of cock and drooling for more. Is that what you want? Tell me, my love, and I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you anything.”
“Oh please,” you’re too far gone to be embarrassed by the naked desperation in your voice, too lost in the eyes that stare so lovingly down at you and the biting kisses trailing down your spine and hot breaths on your chest. “I want it so fucking bad. Want all of you inside me.”
“Anything,” he repeats, weighed down by emotion too heavy for you to understand in your state. His thumb brushes against your kiss-bitten lips with quiet reverence. “Open up for me now. Just like that, good girl.”
You hardly have a choice as he squeezes your cheeks together, forcing your mouth open wide for him. The contrast between his soft words and firm hand has heat rushing to your cheeks. Your eyes flutter shut as you wait for the familiar weight of his cock to hit your tongue only to fly open when a fat glob hits it instead.
“Fuck,” Zoro says, “Do that again, she got so fucking tight.”
For once, Sanji doesn’t argue with him. More spit trickles into your mouth and with his grip on your jaw, you can do nothing but accept everything he gives you. Nothing has ever felt more right.
Finally, finally, he lines himself up to your mouth and pushes in and you are once again floating, head stuffed full of clouds and bliss as the men use you to chase their pleasure, claiming you as theirs with every thrust. They’ve had you on the edge and dripping from the moment they crowded you into their dorms and stripped you bare and now, with your high just a breath away, it feels like the least important thing in the world.
There are words bouncing all around you and it takes a while for your slow, frazzled mind to make meaning of it, praise and filth trail off into sinful moans that distract you from the fact that you’re seconds away from shattering to pieces in their arms. They are the only thing keeping you together even as they do their best to take you apart. The thought lights your nerves on fire and you want to relish in the burn for just a little while longer.
“‘m gonna cum, ‘m gonna cum,” Luffy whines, bucking up into you with sloppy, mindless thrusts. “take it, take it fuck you’re so good, so good to us. Best fucking pussy, milking my cock baby so good i love you fuck—”
His voice cuts out just as you feel him spill inside you, endless heat that makes you moan as Luffy grinds himself against you, forcing his cum as deep as he can before he collapses back on the bed. You’re desperate to look down and see the loopy smile you’re sure he’s wearing but your attention is dominated by Sanji, vision filled with nothing but him.
Sanji with his head thrown back, throat bobbing as he fucks yours. Sanji, looking down at you with open adoration. Sanji, pulling his cock out of your mouth to jack off over you, fist a blur as he nears his high.
“Stick your tongue out baby, please. Fuck, that’s it, that’s a good fucking girl. That’s my angel,” the first thick rope hits the back of your throat, nearly making you gag before the rest lands on your outstretched tongue, bitter and hot. You swallow it all, barely getting your mouth back open before he’s bending low and pulling you into a bruising kiss, folding you in endless affection, so sweet it chases the bitterness right off your tongue.
And through it all Zoro is with you, rocking against you, pace as steady as ever. The moment Sanji pulls away, Zoro is there, holding you to him, hard chest against your back. One of his hands snakes between your legs to rub neat circles around your needy clit and Luffy whines as you clench down around his soft cock sill buried inside you. You tremble in his grasp, all too aware of all the eyes trained on you as he pushes you past the edge you’ve been dancing on all night.
“Good girls get to cum,” he breathes in your ear. “And what are you?”
“’m a good girl,” you manage to slur out. “Your good girl.”
“Then you know what to do.”
Another flick of his wrist, a bite on your shoulder and you’re gone, vision going dark as Zoro fucks you through your orgasm and you fall to pieces. Over the pounding blood that rings in your ears, there’s a strangled cry of your name and you feel him pull out of you only to cum all over your ass, spreading his mess with his tip like he can etch it onto your skin while you float somewhere just outside of your body.
A lifetime and a heartbeat later, you’re sinking into the largest bathtub aboard the sunny, large enough to fit the four of you more than comfortably with Zoro and Sanji on either side of you with Luffy before you. You let their soft words and toothless bickering wash over you as your sore muscles relax with the heat of the water. They’re all holding you in their own way, an arm tossed around your shoulders, another around your waist, fingers laced with yours, keeping you included in their company while you slowly return back to yourself.
There are hands on you, grounding you to the earth and nothing else matters.