Something smolu or smokerxluffy idk it is literally pwp and sorry if this isnt the pairing you wanted to see oOH well.
Warnings: 99% badly written porn, 100% cliche, bad grammar, butt sex, yeah
Summary: Marine Lieutenant Monkey D Luffy and Captain Smoker make a bet that Smoker surprisingly wins, and Luffy's enthusiastic with giving the reward.
"Bet"
"Where'd you get the keys to my room?" Smoker asked, sitting on the bed and staring at the half naked Monkey D. Luffy. He tried to think that the only reason why he was blushing was second hand embarrassment for the other, and that the tightening in his lower stomach had nothing to do with those slender, well built muscles, or tight ass in those tight boxers.
"Grandpa." Was his reply, making Smoker wonder what the heck that meant. Before he could ask he was shoved back on the bed with a hyperactive raven haired teen on his lap. "Wanna consummate that bet?" Luffy asked. Smoker knew something was wrong when he made that bet… and won. He usually(always) never wins bets against this young marine (even Lady Luck favored him, that lucky little bastard) and he even lost some duels time to time, which gave a blow to his ego. Just goes to show that complex maneuvers and strategy can't even beat the hot-headed and speedy Luffy. Smoker made an odd choking sound when he felt something grind against his crotch. Smoker's brow twitched at the same time as his dick and he cursed his traitorous cock and curious Luffy. Did he even know what he was doing to him?
"Last time I heard, you were supposed to be promoted last week." Smoker groaned and bucked his hips up. He hissed at a particularly hard grind.
"True," was Luffy's blunt answer. Always concise, this one. The younger placed his hands on Smoker's shoulders before sliding them down his chest, purposefully gliding on his nipples and feeling up the other's abs before he reached the bottom of the shirt. He drew a moan out of Smoker when he pressed his hard dick against the other's growing one and slid his fingers under his shirt. Those dangerous fingers slid up, gliding across the planes of Smoker's stomach and chest and making him gasp when his nipples got tweaked. Luffy laughed while Smoker growled but didn't move a muscle.
He really should stop this, but he made a promise and he doesn't back down on his promises. Luffy slid the grey shirt over the other's head and when Smoker's head was once again uncovered he slammed his lips on the other's. A surprised groan left Smoker's mouth and he opened his mouth at the feel of Luffy's soft lips, letting Luffy have a chance to sneak his tongue in. He moaned at the taste and heat of Smoker's mouth, tobacco and lust, and wrapped his arms around his neck when he felt the other responding to his actions. Smoker brought his hands to Luffy's hips and squeezed them tightly, pulling Luffy closer and grinding up against the smaller teen. He can't believe he gave in so quickly. Have he no self control? Apparently not since he was grinding against the other like a sexually frustrated rabbit or something. Luffy gasped, moaned and eagerly responded, his hand sliding into the white hair, their kiss getting more passionate and feverish and their dry humping more needy. Smoker's brows were creased together, like their bodies, his erection feeling uncomfortable in his pants. Luffy must've realized his discomfort and unwrapped his arms from Smoker's shoulders to bring them down and palm at the other's erection, pulling another moan from his partner.
Luffy drew back, making Smoker growl and tighten his hold on the smaller's hips. Luffy chuckled, thinking it cute and arousing that the other didn't want him to go away. He undid Smoker's pants for him and pried the tight grip off his hips before sliding off. Smoker stayed laying on the bed, bringing his arm over his eyes as he tried to calm his breathing, which was hard when he felt small, cool hands against his heated skin. He did some last minute reasoning while Luffy worked on his pants. This isn't exactly the first time another marine tried to do something sexual with him, but it was the first time for him to accept and do it with the same person time and time again. They had some stolen kisses (which were risky), the occasional blowjobs (which were extremely risky), and frequent sex (they fucked anywhere even though it was the most risky of all).
If they were caught Luffy's grandpa would castrate him and put him on a marine base on the other side of the world. There was a chance that Vice Admiral Garp would accept their relationship, but that was highly, highly unlikely. Luffy was a fairly young man and Smoker was pretty older than him, practically twice his age. He probably should've stopped this while it was still a bud, but Luffy was persistent and commanded more, which Smoker didn't mind, not at all. He looked forward to their meetings while dreading them at the same time. He had much more experience with sex and the first time he expected Luffy to break down the morning afterwards saying "oh god this was a mistake please get out I'm sorry", but, even if he does look extremely oblivious, naive, innocent, he wasn't someone to regret something that he wanted.
Luffy pulled the trousers down, practically drooling when he saw the large bulge being revealed to him. Smoker grinded his teeth together when he felt something wet against his underwear clad erection. He snapped his head up to look down at Luffy and couldn't take his eyes off of the image of Luffy staring at him with lust glazed eyes and his tongue sliding over the wet spot on his boxers. Small hands caressed his hips and glided through his white pubic hair, and Smoker couldn't stop staring as Luffy bit the top of his boxers and pulled it back, freeing his erection. Luffy wouldn't break the eye contact as he licked his lips, a warning before he dragged his tongue up the sensitive underside of the other's erection.
Smoker groaned and propped himself on his elbows, not wanting to miss a second of Luffy giving him oral, which Luffy appreciated. This isn't the first time they've done this, but it's been a while since they've been able to go all the way. Well, the promise of going all the way. There's no telling of what kind of disruptions they could have, and Smoker cursed them all before even knowing what they were. Thoughts of stopping have been stalled, there were better things to think about. Like Luffy.
More moans escaped him when Luffy drew the head of his dick into his mouth. He restrained himself from grabbing that head of soft black hair and shoving his dick deeper into that moist heat. Luffy slid his tongue over the tip and collected the thick liquid before sliding the erection deeper. He moaned when it hit the back of his throat, causing Smoker to almost lose his self control when he felt vibrations surrounding his cock. Luffy drew back while pressing his tongue against the underside and pushed his head back down, trying to take it deeper, much to Smoker's delight.
Smoker's breaths came out in small pants and his hands clenched into fists, wanting to fuck that hot mouth deep like he wanted to. Luffy usually let him, but he didn't give the go to do it, so he wasn't sure if he can shove that mouth onto his dick the way he wanted. Goddamn morals, not forcing someone else on his dick unless he got the permission to. Luffy lifted his mouth off of Smoker's dick with a pop and stared at it, making Smoker grunt in question.
"Just wanted to see if it was wet enough, and I didn't want you to come yet," Luffy replied before climbing on top of Smoker and positioning himself above the intimidating organ. Thoughts of doubt tried crawling back into Smoker's mind as he sat up and placed his hands on the other's slim hips, but he was blinded by the embodiment of desire that was Luffy.
"Don't complain when you feel too sore to do anything tomorrow," Smoker smirked against Luffy's neck. Luffy snorted,
"Even if I was sore, I'd beat you up." Smoker grumbled, and bit Luffy's shoulder. "Ow! Ehh, what was that for?"
"Being a brat," Smoker answered and lined his fairly large dick to Luffy's small, unprepared hole, making Luffy shiver in anticipation and want. "Crap, I really hope you don't tear," Smoker groaned, just wanting to thrust into the tight heat right in front of him, but hesitating at the thought of finding blood when he pulled out.
"Psh, I'm rubber. It stretches, don't actually need to prep" Luffy nipped Smoker's jaw, "c'mon, fuck me already, loser."
Smoker growled and didn't even think as he shoved his dick through the tight ring of muscles.
Luffy moaned loudly into his ear, and the thought of people hearing didn't even pop up in Smoker's mind. All he could think about was the heat tightly hugging the head of his dick and how fucking hot Luffy was right now. Luffy whined when Smoker continued pushing his dick further into him, but he hasn't said stop so Smoker kept going. It felt like he couldn't stop anyway, not with his dick sinking into heavenly, addicting tightness. Smoker's grip on Luffy's hips tightened enough to bruise when he was finally in Luffy to the hilt, his entire dick being caressed by hot velvet. It was a good thing that Luffy covered his dick with saliva or else he might not have even been able to move with how tight Luffy was.
"D-deep," Luffy breathed out. Smoker smirked, wasn't he the one that said that he'd be fine since he stretches? And good thing he stretches, too, or else he'd be shredded apart. Smoker's ego increased a tiny bit. He pulled out half way and gave a harsh thrust inside, giving Luffy a taste of what's to come. Luffy gave out a choked moan and clenched his fingers against Smoker's back, making short scratch marks on his muscular back. He wrapped an arm around Luffy's waist and placed a hand on one of those round, taut globes, squeezing the flesh under his fingers.
"I wanna lay down," Luffy whispered against his shoulder. He pulled Luffy down and placed him on the bed, never disconnecting their bodies. Luffy now lay beneath him, trapped by a strong body. Immediately Smoker started giving small, short thrusts, making Luffy moan and grip the sheets behind him. His feet were pressed against Smoker's shoulders and his legs were closed, causing the view of Luffy's private parts to be hidden by slender, strong legs. Smoker grunted and hooked his hands under the other's knees to pull them apart and wrap them around his waist, never ceasing his thrusting. Luffy only gave quiet whines and moans as he thrusted in and out, going in at different angles and hoping to find that one spot that would make Luffy scream. After what seemed like ages Luffy gave a strangled moan, his legs tightening around Smoker's waist and his hands almost ripping the sheets.
"Ahhh hahh~ Do that again!" Luffy shouted commands and pleas for him to do it again, and so he did. "Ahh, fuck~ Smoker!" Luffy's loud moans drowned Smoker's thoughts and sank to his lower half when he heard his full name. He hit that spot like it was a motherfucker who dared to touch what was his, and just thinking about other people touching Luffy made his blood boil, which actually got him to make his thrusts quicker and harder. It seemed like Luffy loved it, squealing and arching his back.
"H-haa-harder!" Smoker grunted with every thrust, always aiming for their favorite spot, Smoker praised that spot like a god since it brought sweet, sexy-as-fuck moans flowing out of Luffy's lips. Smoker was brought out of his haze of carnal lust when Luffy stretched his arms toward him and wrapped his hands around the back if the whitette's head to bring him forth. Smoker complied and did as he was wanted to. Their mouths met and it was a mess of lips, tongue, saliva, heat and want. Luffy's cries were muffled by Smoker's lips, but Smoker sometimes just let their lips touch and let the other's mouth release delicious moans that he craved to hear. Every thrust and grind against his prostate brought white to the raven's vision and endless waves of pleasure that left tingles to his fingertips.
Moans for more deeper and harder crowded Smoker's hearing. He used all his strength, using so much force that the bed started to slide and hit the wall, making creaking and banging dance with the sounds of moans and skin slapping together like a beat that was in sync with their lovemaking. Luffy was close to tears and his nails were raking down the other's back. Smoker brought his hand between them and grasped Luffy's forgotten erection that bobbed between them. Luffy gave a delighted gasp and started moving his hips, the slender body moving against him making Smoker's arousal grow and grow. Smooth skin glided against his own in a sweaty frenzy and their hands couldn't get enough of each other. Luffy grasped everything he could and held tightly like he was about to ascend to the heavens and Smoker wanted to feel more of Luffy's body.
Only he was allowed to touch him like this. Anyone else who dared to see Luffy in this kind of state would have their air supply in their lungs replaced with smoke until they suffocated. Smoker's hand continued massaging the younger's dick and he stayed in a ruthless pace that sated Luffy's needs. Luffy's mouth was constantly open to release moans and pleas and his eyes looked flooded with desire and tears. Drool escaped that hot mouth and his hair swayed with every forceful thrust. Smoker could feel the knot in his stomach blessfully tightening and he released more groans of pleasure as he continued pushing himself into a beautifully slender and lean body. His hand on Luffy's dick got tighter and faster and Luffy started moaning bloody murder. It was a wonder that other marines haven't started banging on the door and asking what was wrong.
"AHHHhhaa!" Smoker was surprised when Luffy came all over his hand, making his back arch and muscles tighten. The onslaught of tightened muscles of an already tight place brought him to completion after a few thrusts into Luffy's hypersensitive body. His final thrust was deep as he spilled his seed into the body below him. Luffy moaned at the feeling of cum spilling into him and his arms fell back on the bed, his legs dropping from Smoker's back and body giving slight twitches. Smoker's breathing took a while to calm down as he looked down at the picture of Luffy, sated and tired. Smoker kept this image in his brain forever, hanging it on a wall of masterpieces that all consisted of Luffy. Smoker gave a kiss on Luffy's mouth as his slid out, making Luffy shiver at the feeling of his cum spilling out of him.
"Ehh, I'm gonna.. Hah. Have to clean that," Luffy giggled. Smoker grumbled and took Luffy into his arms as he laid down next to him.
"Why didn't you get promoted, brat?" Smoker mumbled against his hair. Luffy gave his famous big smiles and snuggled deeper into Smoker's warm hold.
"You said this month." Smoker's brow raised.
"And?"
"I'm getting promoted next month, shishishi." Luffy answered, settling himself in his comfortable position against Smoker's chest and dozing off. Smoker couldn't bring himself to feel any rage that he just got tricked. The little bastard probably planned this. Why did he even put sex in the bet if they have sex almost every day? He sighed, laid back against the pillows, basked in the afterglow, and tightened his arm around the new marine captain before slipping into sleep.
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Smoker was surprised to feel an empty bed when he woke up. It was usually him who woke up first since Luffy was such a narcoleptic, and the only way Smoker ever got him to wake up was either sex or the smell of food.
He grunted and sat up, rubbing his face to wake himself up a bit more. Now he felt what Luffy felt when he woke up to an empty bed, but Luffy didn't seem that bothered by it when he came crashing into the kitchen every morning. The smoke man then noticed a note sitting on the table. He was pretty surprised since Luffy wasn't one to write notes, or do anything with paper and writing. He picked it up, feeling a sense of dread as he started reading it;
Hey Smokey! I'm gonna go to my home town for a bit, so I'll be gone for a while. The rest of the bet'll happen when I get back. I'ma miss ya! I love you~ Luffy
The growing feeling of dread drowned him after the letter. He let go of the paper before he crumpled it and laid back down on the bed. He didn't feel like living through a week Luffy-free. He was gonna need more cigars.
If you wanna know the bet was that if Luffy didn't get promoted in one month Luffy would get fucked by Smoker and yeah. Don't worry, it really was his plan all along.