Important Author Note:
This is actually probably going to be a collection of sorts, but I will be putting complete since I am not sure on when and everything. Some chapters will be shorter and some will be longer. It depends on what I type about and everything. I will try my best to make sure it's not a cliffhanger of something important going on. This will be 'complete' but as I said, only because on how things are. It's basically something I am trying out, expanding my knowledge and interests on certain aspects of life. Plus, after this—I will be posting a second part (albeit shorter) to clarify on more things and then it will be random updates.
This is also IMPORTANT: The story is about a part of the dominant/submissive lifestyle. It will basically be based around something commonly known as DD/lg. 'Daddy Dom/little girl' but also can be referred to as Big/little or Caregiver/little. I am giving fair warning to everyone right now that I do not know firsthand experience. I was looking it up since I am part of a group on my facebook and some are into that. It seems interesting and I wanted to delve into it somewhat, but by no means am I an expert. Every Big/little relationship is different. I try to explain up on it within the story, but at the same time, Ace is still learning it as well in the story so he won't know everything. (Hell, I am still learning)
If you have ANY confusion, please research it for better knowledge on the basics and everything, but also look at multiple sources. I read one that was completely (and appallingly) different than a few I read that seemed more accurate as the pages were based around that and just overall of me knowing of what it is about from people I know commenting about it.
This is all on what I perceive and in no way claiming to being an expert!
Warning: This contains language, dom/sub related theme, sexual content, etc.
Your Little One
Every Tuesday he comes in without fail and I can feel my heart flutter every time I see him. It was something I adjusted to as he liked to take his time browsing the books, the novels specifically, and I was jealous of whichever cashier working that day. I was usually stocking the shelves like we do every Tuesday and this man knew that. On a couple occasions, he would ask if I had a chance to get to the section he looks at. Today was my day off, switching days with someone, and I found myself coming by whilst browsing the manga section. It was the only place really to find these kinds of books and I liked to come on my day off, which sometimes included me reorganizing orders since I swear Bellamy just tosses them on the shelf without a care.
No, wait, he does just do that, I know that for a fact.
A sigh left me as I soon picked a few that had released a new volume and moved to the counter. Robin was working as cashier today and was smiling to me. This woman also works at the local library, anything about books and she was there. I'm also grateful that she got me this job, convincing the boss to give me a chance. I didn't look like the type to be working in a store like this and I was trying to stay away from the appearance of someone who gets into trouble, but I still go to the club to fight.
"Good evening, Mister Portgas." Robin greeted like she always does, and I stopped trying to correct her on my name since she didn't need to be formal about it. Then again, I realized she used whatever name she wanted and didn't much care if you corrected her.
"Hey, Robin. Can I throttle Bellamy yet?"
"The books disarray again?"
"Holy fuck, yes, it's awful." I mentioned in exasperation as she rang up my items and carefully placed them in a paper bag with handles on it. A small giggle left her as I watched her put in the discount and I heard a shift behind me. Pale eyes looked behind me as I knew she was looking to the man behind me. Heat tickled my cheeks as I handed over the amount I noticed on the small screen facing me. "Could you make a witty remark towards him to fix the books, at least? The last thing I want to deal with tomorrow morning is organizing everything again." The words left me lowly as she put my receipt in the bag and I took the bag.
"I will surely try." A knowing look was to me and this had my flush stay lightly as I soon began moving. "Franky hopes you will come by later." I perked up at that with a glance to her and this grin stretched along my lips.
"Aye, I'll definitely be coming by this time. See you later!" I began leaving officially as I could feel two sets of eyes on my back.
"Good evening, Mister Fennec." That was the only name I knew as Robin never revealed more saying that I could just ask, but I got too nervous thinking about it. Plus, I am not the kind of person to beat around the bush on things, so I feel like I would royally screw up with him at first chance.
Back to the subject of Franky, it made me grin with adrenaline beginning to thrum through me. Franky owns the club that hosts the fighting ring in the basement and I knew a fight was tonight. Not only that, but I knew that Nami would most likely be there if I was requested to come and that meant I get some of the cut of bets. Plus, rumor was going around that some fighters from a well-known group in the area would show up. I missed them the past few times since they have their own place to reside and host fights, under the radar of course. It got me so pumped as Sabo and Luffy talked about them being strong and they have a champion of their own.
I want to fight him, this Phoenix.
-o-o-o-o-
"You about ready, FireFist?!" Franky hollered as I was sitting on some crates with a hand rubbing to the bruise on my chin. Loud cheers were heard from the ring as I felt my blood pumping that I was about to fight this Phoenix, that is if he showed. The other two showed, the Diamond and Womanizer were already done fighting against my two brothers who were a bit upset that they lost, but only drive them to get better. They didn't show up often, but when they did, the two would come back home pumped up.
"Let's get on with this!" I grinned wide as I soon hopped down and followed him to the ring as they were dragging people away.
A cheer was heard as I shifted over the wall before moving to land inside the ring with shoulders rolling and neck stretching. Thrill pumped through me as I had only my black shorts on with an orange band over my bicep to hide my tattoo. I wanted to hide the more obvious things, but it wouldn't be a surprise if people recognized me. This was so if we had to break, they couldn't identify with markings. The chant of my fighter name was heard as I bounced lightly on my feet a few times and people began to part on the other side. A man landed in the ring before me and I was surprised. A smirk was showing on lips as the torso was exposed with the large tattoo along his chest being the well-known marking of them showing to be a part of Whitebeard's Fighters, they called it plainly.
This feral grin came onto my face as blue eyes pierced at me with interest and a hand was ruffling through blonde hair. My veins thundered with excitement as the man before me was not only the Phoenix, but my attraction from the bookstore. Chants of each fighter name was heard as I shifted on bare feet to lean lightly with a fist cracking. The way he stood so stoic was interesting, but I could see that underlining interest showing as he must have recognized me. A pair of Capris were on him with a blue sash around his waist and he had hands in his pocket right now as he viewed me with his head tilted.
Ding!
The bell sounded as everyone must have finished placing bets and like how I have always been, I moved first. I shifted in a movement to the side with a smirk as I noticed hands leaving pockets. Blue eyes watched as I soon jabbed out with a fist and quickly changed to drop and kick at sandaled feet, but he jumped out of the way. I dodged a kick coming my way and soon slid up on feet as I smirked with that thrill humming through me. I noticed the glint in his eyes as he soon smirked wider and I could practically feel it.
A challenge.
We were moving in a dance as we threw punches and feet coming out to aim for their desired destinations. It was a hit or miss, we dodged each other and I could nail him pretty well. I surprised the Phoenix at certain points, but that expression never faded as he took me as a real opponent, like as if he hasn't fought this good in a while. I know I haven't and it was thrilling, even when his kick probably fractured some of my ribs. People were pumped at our fight as I wiped blood from my knuckles onto my shorts. My feet danced lightly as I moved towards him as he was enjoying this and even if I didn't want it to end, it did.
He got a good uppercut on me as I tumbled back whilst rolling back to feet, but as I tried to stand, my legs buckled and I gritted teeth with a light glare. I was still grinning as he stood with his chest heaving just like mine and kept that smirk. When Franky noticed I couldn't stand again, not that I wanted to be down, he ringed the bell to announce the winner.
"PHOENIX!" A cheer and groans were heard as I shifted to sit and huffed out with a laugh. The blonde grinned at that as I saw people gathering their winnings.
"BREAK FOR IT!" Someone hollered and I felt my throat strain as I shifted before grunting as I sat back with a curse. People were scattering and I cursed that my legs were still feeling off and suddenly my arm was grasped.
"Come on, yoi!" I was lifted fireman carry style as it was Phoenix shifting to be handing me over to someone else—I recognize as Diamond—and thrown over his shoulder as they moved.
Shouts by the cops were heard as I looked up to notice people being tackled to the ground. We made it out as they moved down some alleys to another building, sneaking in through the back, and I was soon shifted to sit down. Surprise was on me as I noticed the three talking about first aid and I laughed out at that. Phoenix was over by me, crouching to view at me as he let that smirk appear.
"Good evening, Mister Portgas."
"Ah, such formalities, Mister Fennec." I mentioned as I joined the humor and the auburn-haired male that goes by Womanizer was looking in confusion.
"I know why they call you FireFist now, those punches leave a burn in the muscle." A snicker left me as I rubbed a fist into my bottom lip as I knew it was split, but so were my knuckles more than usual.
"You fought great for someone who previously fought earlier in the ring." Womanizer commented as he was standing to the other side of me with a grin. The white tank top showed that he had the tattoo as well above his left pectoral and just under the collarbone. Diamond came back with a box of first aid followed by a male dressed more high classed in a beautiful silk dress that was hanging onto one shoulder. Dark hair up in a bun as make-up is on the face, something you would see a model get professionally done.
"Oh goodness, who is this? And I haven't seen you this beaten up for a while, Marco." I raised an eyebrow at the blonde who shot a look to the man who spoke with a hand on a hip.
"Thanks, Izo." It was stern, but by the way this Izo chuckled it had to be of good humor. "And if you must know, FireFist here almost beat the crap out of me."
"As if," I scoffed with eyes rolling as Womanizer was beginning to help clean my hand as he sat cross-legged next to me. "I couldn't even move, I think that last hit affected my nerves for a pinch."
"Can you move properly now?" Marco looked to me in questioning as I gave a look before pointing to Womanizer.
"I'm a bit occupied to try and stand." I grinned with my snarky remark and he snorted with a smirk before a hand was out.
"Marco Fennec." My hand gripped his for a firm grasp and it sent a thrill through me.
"Ace Portgas." I relayed with a grin as I knew there was something about him I really liked.
"I'm Thatch!" I laughed at the auburn-haired male who peeped up as I let go of the blonde's hand and hissed as bandages wrapped around my knuckles.
"Jozu." I looked up in surprise as the third fighter nodded his head to me firmly and I returned the gesture with a grin.
"Goodness, if Pops saw this then there would be no escape for the poor boy." Izo mentioned with a hand waving at his face as he let out an exasperated breath.
"Let who escape? Guararara!" The deep voice and rumbling laughter caught me off guard as a door was pushed open and Marco moved to stand in the way.
"No one, yoi." The reply quickly came, but there was this stiff pause in the air. "Towards the end of the fights, the cops busted in and my opponent was experiencing some trouble after our fight, so I brought him back to be patched and I will take him home." A hum was heard after Marco spoke again before feet shifted and hands grasped the blonde's shoulders as he was moved out of the way. I was looking up at the tall male who had a white moustache shaped like a crescent and a grin was showing under it.
"You gave each other a good beating, guararara!" A proud looking smile was there and he was soon crouching next to me with a hand ruffling my hair. This complaint left me as I only had one hand to fend myself.
"I told you." Izo mentioned with a finger stabbing into Marco's shoulder and I soon felt my shoulder gripped and I noticed the grey eyes from the older male twinkle.
"You know how to fight well, son!" The name used confused me with a noise leaving me and Thatch soon tugged my other hand over as I stared to the man next to me.
"Pops, you can't just drag Ace into this craziness. He has his own family." Marco commented in exasperation, like this was a common occurrence of sorts.
"Nonsense! I will do as I wish, my boy! Guararara!" This confusion was still swirling through me before I jerked with hands going to my head.
"My brothers! Fuck!" I quickly moved up onto feet as I shifted to find a door, but an arm found my waist.
"Whoa, whoa! Cops are probably still out there!" Jozu commented and I complained whilst he let me go and I huffed out with a glare.
"That doesn't matter!" I quickly dodged under the hand moving again and soon I was out the back door, leaving a string of laughter rumbling through the air coming from where I was.
-o-o-o-o-
Luckily, I went when I did, Luffy was a bit tied up with his friend Zoro and I could get them out of it. They were surprised by my patch work, though I had to fix my other hand quickly since Thatch had still been in the process of still wrapping it. Sabo made it home fine and I got them both patched up along with Zoro as Luffy dragged him home too, which was for the best. That man can get lost even if you gave him a digital GPS in his hand that showed the street he is on.
Waking up this morning was hell; my body was so sore from the fight and I almost called to get out of work. Though I knew I needed to go in because it was my day and no one could fill in since I had to switch with someone to get to their doctor's appointment without taking a sick day. Dragging myself into work, hating the fact that I had to already begin reordering books, I was working off my foggy mind. I was still sore, but a medical patch on my ribs helped the soreness and most other places just thrummed lightly in reminder of the most amazing fight I had in a while.
"I'm surprised." I was startled by the familiar voice and soon turned to see a smirk and blue orbs staring to me in amusement.
"What? You know I work here." The scoff left me, making him chuckle as I was moving books around some more.
"I didn't think you would be able to make it because of last night."
"I didn't have a choice, I switched days with someone. Anyways, Bellamy is fucking stupid…" The last part was mainly a mumble as I shifted the books around on the shelf and heard him chuckling more.
"Did your brothers get home safely?"
"I had to help Lu, though I have a feeling he started it… again." A sigh left me as I shifted whilst moving a hand to my hip to rub at it, feeling a little pain there.
"Let me make it up to you." The words came out and I paused in my organizing and soon looked to him in confusion.
"What? For the amazing fight? Or for the fact that your Pops tried dragging me off?" A little surprised showed and I cursed myself inwardly on how I phrased about the fight, but he merely smirked.
"For my Pops about dragging you off, yoi." The comment came out as I hummed lightly in thought.
"I eat a lot."
"That's fine."
"I'm not joking, I eat a lot of food." Eyebrows were up and he tilted his head in questioning.
"Is that supposed to deter me?"
"It's a test."
"On?"
"Your wallet and understanding." A laugh left him, causing this surge to go through me as I loved hearing it and held the flustering back. The last thing I needed was to blush around him and basically indicate I was into him.
"I think I'll be fine." This reassurance showed as I nodded a little before moving books around whilst moving one to the cart next to me, the book being placed wrong like many others. "Where would you like to go then?"
"A buffet is perfect." I commented as I was soon leaning a bit down to do the next shelf and he chuckled lightly.
"I figured I would let you pick since that really was an amazing fight." Heat escaped a bit to my cheeks as I let hand rub to the one visible to him as if I had an itch. "And you know more about yourself, so I would deal with anything."
"Very well, Ichiro's Buffet." I had straightened up to face him with a grin and he smirked a bit, seeming to like my way of being very straight to the point.
"When do you get off Friday?"
"Four."
"Five then?" A hum left me as I was thinking about who was off for that evening and I tilted lightly with hands shifting.
"Five-thirty?" I questioned and he chortled lightly with that damn smirk.
"Sounds good to me."
"Yeah, well I would be fine with five, but Lu kind of needs to be fed and he's not allowed near the kitchen and I have to at least make a basic substitute meal until Sabo gets home." I explained and he was smiling at that, making me realize I didn't need to say that all and I cleared my throat with a slight pout. "I'll just meet you Friday at five-thirty."
"See you then." Marco began moving, giving one last chuckle with a smirk and was leaving the aisle. This low breath left me to calm my nerves and I let heat burst to my cheeks finally.
I'm going to have dinner with Marco!
-o-o-o-o-
After whipping something up for Luffy and getting somewhat more decent after my Friday shift, but not overdressed. I bounded out the door, telling him that Sabo would make him more food. Of course, I didn't tell him where I was going, knowing he would beg to go and I wasn't about to bring two blackholes to a dinner. Plus, the buffet place is practically one of our favorites and I didn't want to deal with his whines. Luckily all my wounds were mainly slightly sore, but not too much and I only had some minor bruising left.
Making my way there on Stryker, deeming my timing set as a go to make it right on time, I began to wonder. In all seriousness, I wondered exactly what to talk about with the other. The fight wasn't something to boast in public about and I didn't want to drone about my brothers. I was hard to stop sometimes when I got going and I didn't want to fuck this up. Part of me hoped for another time with the blonde, but then again… I wondered if I should drag myself into something like this.
My previous relationships weren't that pleasant, mainly looking for someone to play around with and I was hardly one to mess with. They didn't appeal to my sense of… well, worth to top me as they had so been eager for. It ended up being the other way around because they couldn't handle my personality and playful aggression. So, that mostly ended with no sex or 'I'll call you tomorrow' and getting nothing in return. It really was the worst streak I was having and even Sabo was rolling eyes at my complaints.
Like, fuck, be dominant if you want to top me, damn it!
Cooling my slight frustration, I found the buffet place and was thrumming in excitement as he was out front leaning against a car. The parking lot being in front of the building since it was more in a type of outdoor mini mall—not having the indoor walkways. Dress pants and a button-up shirt adorning his body, he looked like he just got off work too. I couldn't help this smirk on my face as he looked nice in it, but made sure to tone myself down as I revved my bike and pulled into the lined part a few spaces down. Stopping with a foot resting, I took off my helmet with a quick shake of my head before setting the kickstand. Getting the keys once I cut the engine, I got off and carried my helmet with me. As I approached, he was already gazing over with an eyebrow raised in interest. Once seeming to notice I was grinning to him, he smiled whilst putting his phone away into a pocket, pushing away from the sleek red Ferrari 488 GTB.
Fuck, that's hot.
"Made it on time." I flickered eyes back up to him as I had been staring to the car and he showed a slight frown. "It's my brother's, he's borrowing mine right now since my Camaro doesn't attract as much attention when going down the interstate."
Fuck, stop being hot.
"I'm just impressed, does it have butterfly doors?" I questioned whilst moving into the building with him.
"Yes, they are annoying as hell." The comment made me laugh lightly as we entered the building and I noticed girls staring to us in questioning. Probably because Marco has a nice car and then I show up on a bike. Stryker was something I saved up and have been investing so much into with a help from a friend of mine who is a mechanic, but I usually do my own tinkering and he lets me borrow his garage.
"I wouldn't know, I ride so…" I mention with a grin, thinking of my beauty sitting outside and he snorted. The host seated us in a booth, more away from people, but I didn't sit yet as I put my helmet down and began tugging my jacket off. Marco went ahead to go get his plate as I soon followed suit.
Once settling for two plates of food, getting blue eyes staring in slight surprise, I grinned to him. A snort left him as we both dug in first, getting our drinks shortly, and just let ourselves enjoy the food for a moment. It was kind of nice and I shifted a foot to rest against my thigh as it was butterflied out on the seat. A conversation picked up, starting with an inquiry from me about his nice 'get-up' and it made him snort. We talked of our workplaces, finding out he worked alongside some of his brothers and then we were on family. Food was gone shortly after that and I had moved for more food, thanking everything above for whoever bestowed us with buffets to keep up with not only me, but Luffy's metabolism.
When returning to the table, no shame was on me as I started my third plate and he merely ate leisurely with an amused look on his face. "Can I ask you something?"
"Hm?" I hummed, seeing this was straying from our other conversation, as I had food in my mouth and he viewed to me with slight curiosity.
"I don't want to beat around the bush with this, do you want to go out again sometime?" Slight surprise was on me as I viewed him and soon swallowed my food.
"Huh? Sure?" I answered with slight confusion and slowly put another fork full of food in my mouth, making him snort. A feeling in me stirred and I decided I would try for a shove, might as well make myself look like a fool now than later. Once I swallowed, I shifted with a slight tilt of my body and I grinned. "I don't know, you going to pick me up? Or do you get to grab ahold of me on my bike?" Blue eyes flickered with surprise as I chuckled whilst putting food on my fork, feeling nervous on the inside, but didn't let it show.
"How about both?" Stopping food, I rested my fork down and noticed the challenge in those eyes making my hormones thrum in need.
"I have a very high drive." There was pause as I knew he knew what I meant with those words and this smirk flourished devilishly along lips.
"When I'm through, you will be satisfied for a week." That made me breathe out shakily as I never felt such a strong defiance on my playful banter.
"I don't think you could keep up." I remarked whilst giving a snarky look and this snort left him as he stayed cocky.
"Don't underestimate me, brat." The nickname seemed to have slipped as I noticed his jaw tighten, ready to take it back.
"I don't know, old man." I returned and eyes flickered to me dangerously and he shifted his head in a roll as I could see I was riling him up.
"Eat, damn it." I didn't have to be told twice as food was in my mouth and he was paying the ticket as I finished up my plate.
We left the place, a tension there as I felt extremely lucky on how everything was going so far. Marco told me to ride behind him, saying something about going back to the complex he stays at. I didn't care where we went as long as it wasn't my house. Riding behind that car was just an extra boost as I sway behind the hot rod. We found ourselves parking, me getting off as I joined him by his car and he had his finger to his mouth as we moved into the building shortly after. It was familiar in location in my head and I wondered if this was where we were before when I got patched up.
Following past a type of living space and kitchen/dining area on either side through large archways, we went into an elevator, a finger pressing to the fifth button and it moved up. I held my helmet strap as I felt his eyes on me and I met the gaze with a grin. A look was there as he smirked and we soon exited onto the floor as we moved towards the end of the hall, finding a door on the left. Unlocking it, he reached to grab my wrist to pull me in whilst pushing the door shut firmly. The head was tilting into his home, noticing it as a simple setting of just a seating area and his bed that looked way too big for him alone. I eyed him as he deemed everything fine before locking up his door and gave a look.
"I was checking to make sure my brothers weren't up to something, yoi." A light laugh left me at hearing that before shifting as he released me. My helmet found a chair and I pulled my jacket off, putting it over my helmet.
Before I could turn back, hands gripped my hips and felt lips along the back of my neck. A groan left me as he shifted to pull me close and teeth nipped to the crook of my neck. I grabbed his hands whilst beginning to roll hips against him and that seemed exactly the okay needed for him. Hands were under my shirt as I soon shifted to lean back with my upper body and arms were behind my head, one around his head. I moved to grip to the collar of his shirt and let him have more of my neck. This gasp of surprise left me as he sunk teeth into my neck and the pain was amazing as I enjoyed it. Pulling his mouth away with comforting kisses to it and hands felt along my ribs, making me groan in impatience.
Seizing control like I usually end up doing, I moved to pull at my shirt to get it off and shifted to face him. I gripped the back of his neck as I pulled him down for a kiss and the other hand tugged on his shirt buttons, making them strain. A noise left him as we began pressing aggressively, tongues entering a battle and the grip to my semi-erect member made me tug on the shirt. Pulling lips back, buttons found my chest as I gasped out from the firm grip.
"I'm not going easy on you, brat." The husky tone had me stare up in shock, my blood thundering to reach my ears and I felt this breath leave me.
"Good." That seemed to reassure him as he soon began kissing me again and I gripped to the back of his neck. Feet were shifting as hands tugged on my shorts, belt buckle clinking, and I was soon pulling at his shirt. He moved hands away to let me get his shirt down his arms, pulling back to get his shirt off. I used this moment to get boots off with a harsh pull and push of my other foot. Boots were gone and his fingers gripped the shorts band and he kissed at my mouth more. We stopped when I felt my legs hit against the bed and lips shifted to my neck as I arched in delight at the feel. My feet shifting to get socks off and my hands gripped to his ass.
A chuckle left him as we rocked against each other and I felt my shorts slip away. The body shifted as I felt my thighs grasped, startling me as I was lifted onto the bed and shoved back onto the mattress. I had sprawled to the dark blue comforter with a black-lined diamond design on it and I shifted to forearms as I looked to him. A smirk was on him as he viewed me and I shifted legs to push more onto the bed with a grin. This low groan left him as hands worked on his pants and shoes with socks. A low chuckle left me as he moved to his night stand to grasp two very necessary items.
Climbing onto the bed, I was sitting up as he moved over to me, items out to the side. I shifted to have our lips meet and he moaned with me as I soon moved to press him into the bed. This grunt left him as I straddled him, loving those boxer briefs on him, and began to rotate my hips on him. A moan left him, hands rubbing along my thighs, gripping tightly occasionally, and making a few bruises throb and I moaned. My body arched on him as I grind on top of him as an appeasing tease that had him rocking back against me. Hands were up in the air as I made a slow roll against him and those fingers gripped tighter.
"Fuck, Ace…" A pleased noise left me as I had hands to my hair and kept my rhythm, letting him enjoy the show of my body. I felt him shift to sit up, a hand to my hip and I was soon thrown to the side roughly into the mattress.
A chuckle left me at seeing his patience finally snapping and I gripped legs onto his body as he kissed to my collarbone whilst fingers tugged on the band of my bikini briefs. Wiggling with giggles, I soon released him to help get my underwear off and he pushed at his whilst kissing to my right pectoral. Movement was made as he was completely getting his off and they were thrown to the side somewhere. I trailed hands along his toned chest and practically purring as he lined hands along my thighs. My head was back with eyes closed in bliss as I finally enjoyed being the one laying back.
"I thought you weren't going easy on me?" I questioned and he groaned with hands shifting to grip and pull me closer to him. Lips trailed along my shoulder, noticing hands had moved and a heated breath was to my ear.
"I'm going to make you cry." A moan left me as teeth nipped to my neck and I gasped at the feel of something slip into me. My body arched with legs pressing to him whilst fingers gripped and he licked to my throat. "You only get one word." The whisper of reassurance was there and I gasped with a groan, hands trailing his shoulders.
"Ice." He took this as the word and that I understood what he meant before a leg was shifted closer to my body and I felt another finger press in harshly. Hands moved to the bed as I cried out in surprise and he chuckled whilst shifting fingers. I gripped the sheets by my head as I gasped for air on those fingers beginning to thrust into my body aggressively. Sputters of moans were there as I squirmed as he found my prostate and was filled with so much desire.
"A-Ah!" I cried out as another finger pressed in and I shivered as teeth bit to my nipple with a pull to it, but not too aggressive.
"Do you want me in you, Ace?" A sputtered breath left me at the question and I shifted whilst moaning as fingers continued to stretch me thoroughly, more lube added on.
"A-Ah, Marco…" I whimpered as he abused the spot ruthlessly whilst gripping to my raised leg and eyes gleamed down at me.
"Tell me what you want, little one." A startled breath left me as I never been called that before and it was so threateningly sweet to hear. I was practically craving to be called that even more and licked my lips with a whimper.
"M-More…" I told him as fingers left my body and I cried out at the sharp pain to an ass cheek. I felt eyes roll whilst shivering at the feel with a look soon finding him.
Eyes were watching for any sign, but when he noticed I didn't reply negatively, he smirked. "More of what?" The question came out, lips hovering mine as he eyed me in scrutiny and I gasped with arms trembling as I grasped at the sheets, shifting them. "Don't move your arms, yoi." The order made me groan in delight at the harsh demand and a hand was to my chest, pressing just a little to show attention to me. "You never told me what it was, little one?"
"Gi-give me more of you, Marco."
"Do you want me to touch you more?" The question had me groan in bliss as he trailed fingers from my sternum down and I panted as my arousal was begging for attention. "Do you want," a surprised cry left me at the sharp smack to my ass cheek again. "More spankings?"
"F-Fuck…" I cursed lowly, never delving into something this deep, but it was so… enticing. "I want you, hah, in me, Marco."
"Do you?"
"Y-yes, I want to feel you." An enthralled look was on him as he smirked down at me whilst another sharp smack to my ass cheek and it made me gasp out with arms trembling again. "I want to make you come, Marco."
"Good boy." Pride swelled in me at hearing that and the look of praise made everything just send a spiral in me. My other leg was shifted to be up as well and I left them there, jolting when he firmly smacked his hand to an ass cheek as he gripped it whilst shifting.
"Mnn, Marco…" I said his name with a look as I gripped the blankets under my head and that smirk was lethal.
"Cry loud for me, little one. I want to hear all of it." My breath hitched and soon I was throwing my head back with a cry as he pressed harshly in, my being clenching at the pressure and a bit of pain mixed in. Though it was all accepted as I wanted every bit of it. Gasping breaths left me as he continued to press in and my legs trembled as I gripped tightly to the bed. Lips were agape as I reach hands up along the bed more to get a better hold and was feeling saliva overtake my mouth as I soon shifted my head sideways to let it dribble somewhat as I was trying to get my breathing.
"A-Aaah!" A sharp thrust sent my being in a spiral as I jerked from the next harsh thrust into my body and lips let out a cry. The grip was tight to my hip as he began rocking against me and it had me groaning as I tried to get my breathing back.
"Ace," my name was a groan as I trembled and he looked to me with lust. It was questioning, and I moved fingers in the sheets to press myself against him with legs shifting a little to rock back against him. A look of approval was there, something I was beginning to love every time he did and I had legs out more for him.
The hand on my ass cheek gripped as the other moved to go behind my shoulder before fingers were in my hair. A harsh grip was there, making me grit teeth with a groan and soon I let out a sputtering breath as he began thrusting into me with a mild rhythm. The body hovered just over mine, teeth nipping to skin with scrapes and I moaned in delight of it all. The throbbing there along with the pleasure chasing it dangerously close. My legs shifted against him as I enjoyed his movement and let my moans leave me loudly.
"Nnh, h-har—A-AAHHA!" Before I could fully tell him what I wanted, he aggressively sent a deep thrust into my body. The next one he did found my prostate and I felt a scream leave me as he gripped teeth to my collarbone at the same time. This chuckle left him as I tried to get my breaths back, but he shifted to continue into that spot. Cries of pleasure left me as I gripped to the blanket tightly and he moved his hand to smack my ass once more, making me cry out louder, before he was gripping under the knee of my leg. "M-Marco! Imm—aah! Haa~! F-Fuck!" The incoherent words were leaving me as he kept that pace and I was a drooling mess with tears prickling my eyes as I was overrun. It felt so good, I was a mess with squirms as I felt myself on the brink and was arching as he bit into my pectoral harshly.
My body finally jolted as I came with a cry and he gripped my hair with a groan. Fingers left my hair as he gripped to my shoulder next and continued to thrust into me. I moved hands to the back of his head as I moaned into his ear, loving the spikes going through me as he hit sensitive nerves. A gasp was there in my ear as he soon slowed with the hand on my leg finding the mattress. His forearm supported him as well and he wilted against me with his head to my neck. We panted harshly, getting our breaths back and he let himself slip out. A gasp left me at the sore feeling and then my legs finally laxed to the bed.
Once he got his breathing under control, lips gently pressed along my neck and to my jaw. "Are you feeling alright?"
"Mh, sore…" I whispered as I had eyes closed and was enjoying the high I was in. A smile was on me as I shifted to have my mouth soon finding his. This chuckle left him as I lazily kissed him before finally opening eyes and he stared down with a smile on him.
"Don't think I'm letting you go anywhere tonight."
"It's too late for that nonsense anyways…" I mentioned and this chortle left him lightly, not being that late but liking my answer, and he was kissing my lips again. My hands moved along his face as I brought him down more as we kissed passionately slow, lips grazing and just enjoying the moment. "I demand a shower that you will carry me to…" I whispered and this snort left him and that had me follow with a chuckle.
"That's fine this time, yoi…" Lips pressed to mine a few times as he shifted up onto his hands. "I am going to bathe you thoroughly." Eyes stared to me in compassion and I grinned at that whilst arms were on his shoulders with hands overlapping behind his head.
"I want nothing less."
-o-o-o-o-
I stayed over after messaging Sabo that I wasn't coming home and would be at a friend's. That had him probably determined my 'date' went great and won't bother me for anything. Staying the night was amazing as I was pampered and it was such a crime to be treated that way. I returned it and he practically purred in delight, more like low groans, but they were like purrs to me. Marco was a mixture that fit me perfectly, dominating in all the right ways and made sure to cater to me. If we made this official, then I wouldn't mind it one bit as he let me talk more about my brothers and he talked of his.
The following morning was a little confusing though and I guess I was lucky I already knew the person from meeting once before.
"I wasn't expecting to see you in my brother's bed." I stared to Izo as I wasn't sure how to respond since I already knew that the backside of my body was showing, blanket just barely reaching the top of my butt.
"'od 'ornin'?" I asked groggily as I had arms around a pillow and barely had my head up.
"A very good morning it seems." He smiled in amusement as he soon sat on the bed with a fan fluttering to his face as he was in a simple yukata, maybe something he wore around the complex. "Do tell if it was delightful."
"Yeah?" I asked in confusion, not fully understanding on what was going on in my morning fuzz.
"That's good to hear, will you be joining us for breakfast?"
"I eat a lot." I mentioned, more coherently, whilst letting my head go back to the pillow along my cheek and kept eyes on him.
"Thatch wouldn't mind that." He commented with a smile and kept that fan fluttering. "You are quite adorable."
"Mh," I merely agreed sleepily and he chuckled before I heard noises.
"Really, Izo?" The male sitting next to me shifted to look behind him as the bathroom was over there somewhere.
"What? I didn't know we were having a guest for breakfast." Amusement showed on him as I soon let eyes close as I let out a hum as I could smell something.
"Bacon…" I mumbled and that had the two snort with chuckles.
"Out, Izo." A huff was there as his brother bounded off the bed at the command and began moving as I heard him scoff lightly.
"Both of you are coming down and Pops is going to be delighted."
"Quiet, Izo. It's none of your business."
"Don't think I won't say anything, there is no running." Marco groaned as I heard the door and it shut in an obvious way. There was this sigh before shifting on the mattress and I hummed as he was getting closer. When hands found either side of me, a smile was on me as lips found along my shoulder and I giggled.
"Sorry about that, I could have sworn I bolt my door." A slight grumble was there and I chuckled lightly in amusement at that. I shifted a bit, having him move somewhat away as I soon turned to be facing up at him with heavy eyelids.
"Mh, fine… Lu practically body slams me in the morning…" I comment, moving a hand over my mouth and he chuckled. "I need to go brush my teeth, sorry…" The words were a bit muffled as he smirked whilst shifting and pulled my hand away so lips could find my ear.
"There's one thing you can do before brushing your teeth." Hearing that had me moan whilst I felt suddenly more awake and I gripped to his t-shirt. We rolled as I was soon on top of him with hands tugging on his pajama pants. "Consider it a bit of punishment for letting out foul language last night, I will be moving you only." This whine left me as I showed a pout and he merely smirked with a grip to my chin. "Are you arguing back, little one?"
-o-o-o-o-
After cleaning up better and Marco mentioning they were going to be taunting him because of my neck, we moved to the elevator. I figured it was fine to go barefoot like he did in pajama pants and a t-shirt and I had some gym shorts I was borrowing along with a shirt since I wore a polo yesterday and felt like it would look weird. Plus, it was his clothes and smelled like him and it was exciting. The elevator stopped on the first floor and we were automatically met with the noise from the dining room. Taking a step from the elevator, Marco stopped me for a minute and seemed to give himself a minute.
"They're going to ask."
"Ask what?"
"If you are my boyfriend." I looked to him whilst crossing arms and soon leaned closer to him with a questioning look.
"Do you want to be boyfriends?" It was a serious question and he had this look of slight surprise before tilting his head. "If you don't tell me you will call me tomorrow when I leave and never get in touch with me again, then that would be great." A slight grimace was there at my words, probably not liking how previous people have done that to me.
"Well, I don't like thinking you with anyone else," the honesty showed and I chuckled whilst moving to tug at his shirt. Our lips met a few times in chaste kisses and I grinned up at him.
"Good, we are on the same page." A smirk was on him and one last kiss before he began moving forward.
Nerves fluttered through me as we made our way to the noisy room and Marco gave a reassuring look back as I was soon next to him with a grin. Being a weekend, I wasn't surprised seeing most of the family, recognizing some by descriptions given to me—all eight plus Pops present. Most noticed us walking in, and Thatch was sputtering his glass of water into a napkin. Jozu looked amused and their Pops was laughing out with a hand patting to the table, making everything shake.
"Nice of you to join us!"
"Quiet." Marco muttered as he moved to the last two open chairs and I followed with a smile on my face.
"And I see you brought my other son!" Their Pops mentioned and most snorted whilst I sat with Marco and Izo was on the other side of me. A slight complaint left Marco as we began filling our plates and most were surprised by how much I piled.
"Can we not right now?" Marco asked, as if knowing his brothers would start pestering and Izo was already causing mischief. My arm was raised as he began pulling at my shirt and I voiced slight confusion. Before hands could get too far on getting my chest exposed, a metal butter knife smacked at them. "Izo." The name was shown as a warning and the dark-haired crossdresser chuckled in amusement.
"I've already seen his back."
"Stop lock picking my door, yoi."
"I wasn't expecting to find anyone else in your bed." I began munching on food, relaxing back as the two were talking and hands were grasping my chin with small squeezes. "This little cutie laying so comfortably." I merely continued eating, noticing the others being amused by this, and Izo shifted my head around.
"Will you leave Ace alone?"
"He's not bothered by it." Izo lightly complained as I merely got a couple bites from the piece of bacon. "See, not even fazed."
"That's because Lu tries to distract me to steal my food." I mention as I soon had a fork with eggs in my mouth, liking how they were fluffy. "These are good!" I complimented and heard a laugh, Izo letting me go.
"Of course, I made them after all!" Thatch mentioned and then I was introduced properly to everyone else.
There was Curiel, Vista, Blenheim, Haruta, and Namur; along with the three I already knew. Pops claimed me part of the family, getting short complaints and I merely shrugged it off, not bothered by it. When breakfast was finished, different brothers were going about to do their usual Saturday things, which could be going out, staying in or getting stuck with chores. Marco figured we could stay in a bit before I had to go home.
-o-o-o-o-
We had been together for a good two months, and I still went to my fights that were every other week and everything else I had done prior. After I win, though, Marco spoils me and it's even better than getting the cut of winnings—though I still take those. Robin was happy to hear that we got together, though she knew it would work out when he came the following day after the fight. She was perspective like that and carried that mischievous air around her.
Well, let me rephrase on when Marco spoils me because he does a lot and I felt completely comfortable around him. Like he gifted this cool large beaded necklace that I always wore except bed or during play time, and then a striped white and blue bracelet I have on my left wrist. Plus, clothes he thinks would look good on me and other things. So, when we went back to his room after he picked me up after he got off, I entered to see something I wasn't expecting. The door closed as I stared to the bed in slight confusion and heard a hum next to me.
"What is it, Ace?"
"There's a…" I pointed to the giant stuffed bear on his bed, showing to be light brown, soft looking 'fur', and a red bow around its neck. I felt him lean with his lips next to my ear.
"Does my li'l not like?" It was like a switch in me as I realized it was for me and this grin split my face as I practically squealed. Hands pulled shoes off as I soon ran for his bed to hop onto it and landed onto the big bear. Legs were kicking as I was gripping to it in excitement and I loved that it smelt like his Excel brand cologne.
"He's so big! I love him!" I claimed as I heard chuckles and shifted to view the blonde who was amused. A grin was on me as I shifted away and was on the edge of the bed whilst leaning as he soon moved to me. I reached hands out as he came closer and I began giving him kisses. "Thank you, thank you!" Arms were around his neck and he put his around my waist as I wiggled around. Pulling my face back I was grinning and he chuckled with a kiss to my cheek and then I squirmed away, bouncing on the bed.
"Calm down, yoi." A pout left me as I stopped with arms crossed before shifting and letting my body fall back to the bear. My face pursed lightly as I soon grinned and I grasped the legs of the giant bear, feeling the chin resting to my head. Kicking legs out, I rocked with the huge animal in delight. "I need to take a shower real fast; will you be entertained long enough?" A hum left me as I soon shifted to reach a hand under a pillow and found my Gameboy.
"Yeah." I grinned as the racing game intro started up when flicking it on and he smiled to me.
"Good boy." A feeling stirred as I grinned with legs shifting up, feet being closer to my butt. Watching him leave, I was still feeling giddy as I started playing the race game and relaxing into the big bear.
It was all interesting enough, being praised and receiving gifts on daily occasions. Even if it's to get some candy, ice cream, or even have some strawberries because I really liked those. Marco was amazingly good to me and loved when I was playful, trying to lure it out when we are by ourselves a lot. It became practically habit to be that way around him and liked that I felt like myself. We had amazing sex, too, and I'm not complaining when he punishes me when I've been 'bratty' to him. Sometimes I enjoy picking at certain things to get that most desired swat to my butt.
A phone rang out, making me pause as I look to the night stand and soon moved to get his phone before answering it like he showed me. "Mister Fennec's phone, do you need to speak with him?"
"Guararara, Ace, my boy!"
"Oh! Hey, Pops!" I cheered up as I kicked legs a little, sitting on the edge of the bed, and had a hand supporting me between my legs as I was rocking forward.
"What's Marco up to?"
"In the shower, just a quick one, we were going to go to dinner." I mention out as I kept on my movement and heard a hum.
"I see, could you take him the phone, please?"
"Sure!" I chirped up before jumping up and heading for the bathroom. Opening it, I felt the steam find me as I stepped in and blue eyes found me as I took in the view of him in the shower. "Pops is on the phone!" A smile was on me as he returned with one as well and nodded.
"Let me rinse my hair, yoi." I nodded and relayed the same thing to Pops, who chattered about something to me. It had something to do with Luffy since he had run into him at lunch and I laughed at the way he explained my younger brother was lively as always. After a week, I brought my brothers over to meet the family since we didn't have parents and Luffy was on board with calling him Pops. Sabo just kind of does because Luffy whines if he doesn't say it 'properly' and it's funny to watch.
Marco finally got out with a quick dry and then wrapped the towel to his waist as I handed him the phone with light kisses to his chest. That made him ruffle my hair as I soon moved to leave the bathroom and return to my spot to finish the race I was in the middle of. I heard his voice in the bathroom as he talked over the phone and I hummed a little whilst going around some curves. I noticed him come out with this irritated look as he just hung up the phone.
"What is it?"
"Before we go to dinner, I need to stop in at the office." A pout showed on my face since he just left there and he gave this stern look that made me complain under my breath. "I have to, Pops wouldn't ask if it wasn't important."
"Can I take my game?" I asked with a look of hope and he hummed lightly whilst going to his closet.
"I'll think about it." A huff left me as I soon saved my game and turned it off for the moment before I shifted to lay on my stomach. Forearms supported my chin as I stared towards the closet as he came back out. A smile was on me as he moved to grab some boxer briefs and was next to the bed. I tilted my head to view his body as he was a bit to the side and I grinned with my butt wiggling. "Not right now, little one."
"I wasn't going to do anything." I showed a pout as I propped up to elbows and made sure to give him a deep frown.
An eyebrow raised as he leaned over on the bed a bit and I jerked at the feel of his hand firmly swatting to my butt with a playful squeeze. I noticed the smirk as he began pulling on underwear and I huffed that my butt gave me away on the mischief I was planning. Pants were pulled on with socks and he shifted to cup my face, giving kisses to my lips chastely.
"Go get your shoes on, yoi." A giggle left me as I soon rolled to get off the bed and bounded over to the door and began pulling on my shoes. I heard shifting and then he was approaching whilst I turned to him seeing that he had a nice polo on him. This grin was on me as he handed my Gameboy over and I grabbed it. The hold was still on it as he shifted to press a kiss to my lips and I returned it with a hum. "Let me get my shoes on and then we will go."
It didn't take long for us to get to the car and make it to his workplace as we went to the floor with conference rooms. Vista had met us at the elevators and led us, but they stopped by one so I could go sit. Marco stepped in as I noticed someone else in the room and I merely looked to my lover with a pout.
"I won't be long."
"I hope not, I'm hungry." A slight whine left me and this smile was on him as he ruffled my hair.
"Patience and maybe you can have a treat of your choice later." That sparked my interest and tried to show it didn't.
"You promise?" A chuckle left him as he raised eyebrows and I pursed lips, feeling the excitement trying to show through. "Fine."
"Be good, yoi." I moved into the room with a huff as I pulled out my game system. I noticed the girl with striking pink hair in a Lolita dress and had a bear in her arms. She viewed me with dark eyes of curiosity as I soon shifted to sit at a chair on the opposite side of her, a little down.
"This is stupid…." I muttered under my breath as I propped feet up on the chair and used legs to rest my forearms on. The game started up as I began clicking through the options.
"I like your necklace." The voice came out as I soon looked up to the other and she was giving a look of curiosity.
"Mh, thanks, Marco got it for me." I mentioned with a hand reaching to mess with it and I wiggled in my seat.
"Did he pick that shirt too?"
"Well, yeah, he says it looks good on me, but I don't like to button them up if I don't have to." A smile was on me, remembering when he had pulled the shirt on with a grin and whispered compliments.
"So, what does he call you?" This woman had no shame showing as she seemed to be trying to figure out something and I showed confusion.
"Huh?"
"Like your pet name." A slight flush was to my cheeks as I frowned whilst going back to my game.
"None of your business."
"Is it little boy or little one?" Surprise went through me as I carefully looked up to her in questioning and she smiled. "I go by little girl." I blinked a few times as I was surprised and she soon shifted from her seat and began skipping around the table. She found a seat next to me and she sat into it with a smile. "Name's Perona."
"Ace." I mentioned whilst shifting as I faced her, but my body was still forward. She tilted her head in waiting and I shut my game off. "L-Little one…" I muttered and she giggled whilst crossing a leg over and I noticed her white boots and how skulls were decorating the black laces, contradicting the dress she had since it was practically frilly and in a soft pink and white.
"I usually wear darker colors, but I got in trouble with Daddy again." She showed a pout and I blinked in slight confusion.
"Daddy?"
"Mh, that's what I call him since he calls me his li'l or little girl." I tilted my head and she showed a bit of surprise whilst shifting with a curious look. "You've never been in a Daddy/Li'l relationship before, have you?"
"What?"
"He must be making you more comfortable with it then." She smiled with a cheery hum as she moved her bear in a small dance. "Daddies spoil their littles along with proper 'punishments' and the littles get to be playful along with feeling protected and make their Daddy proud!" A flush was to my face as she made me realize on what exactly I was a part of. Marco and I were in one of these types of dominant/submissive roles and the thing is…
I don't mind at all.
"Oh… I guess that would explain a lot." I remarked in thought and she shifted the rolling chair closer next to me as I situated to put legs down.
"Maybe I should ask Daddy to have you come play some time? I like having more playmates and usually the daddies get their own time."
"You know more… um, littles?" I question a bit nervously since, like she mentioned, I have never been in one before. A smile was on her, seeming proud that she was helping me and held her bear.
"Of course, but what happens at play dates, stay solely for you and your daddy." I flushed as she referred to Marco in that way and I soon nodded. "It would be a little different, but at least you don't seem as stubborn as Zoro."
"Zoro?" I asked in surprise and she put a hand to her mouth and tried to show she didn't say the name. I moved my Gameboy to the table and did a zip motion on my lips. She slowly nodded before pulling her hand away and hummed lightly.
"Yeah, you know who he is with, right?"
"Benn, right?" A nod left her and I was still a little surprised on finding that out, never thinking he would do that. "I wouldn't say anything, I wouldn't want people to know about, um, well… Marco and me…" I spoke that out whilst trailing off and she smiled in relief whilst nodding. "So, you are with who?"
"Mihawk." I nodded as I knew the name being business related to Shanks, a good friend of his, and a company that works with Pops.
Perona and I began talking more about some things, mainly relating to our doms. She explained some other things with me, getting me a little more informed, but it was a bit different since everyone has their own tastes. Like with punishments, or how things are in bed since some like to be solely pampered with no aggression. While I was one that loved the aggression, but also with the gentle caressing motions. We got along well, I think so anyways, especially when she was hoping that I would be able to join a playdate sometime soon.
In the middle of our chatter of my giant bear I got and how she had a bigger version of the one she was holding—it looking like it was patched together—the door had opened. Marco and Mihawk both came into the room and we looked over with grins. The two shared a look with each before both looking back to us with smirks.
"Are you ready, Perona?"
"Yes!" She chirped as she got up, patting her dress, and I noticed blue eyes viewing me.
"Come on, Ace. I know you are hungry." A grin was on me as I grabbed my game system and got up whilst pushing in both chairs.
"Mihawk," Perona began up as she approached the man with a smile and kept her voice lower. "Ace should come play sometime." Marco looked a little surprised at me as I moved up beside him with a smile.
"That's up to, Mister Fennec." Mihawk commented and my blonde was looking to me as I stared back. This smirk was on him as he rubbed to my chin fondly before looking to the other man.
"I guess it would be alright, Mister Dracule." I could tell they were being discreet on the matter and keeping a professional atmosphere since people were moving in the hall with chatters. Mihawk merely snorted lightly as he shifted with an arm out so Perona could put a hand to grasp the crease of where his elbow bent.
"Then I will call you tomorrow about it. Come, Perona." The girl giggled with a shift to wave her hand, but kept her hold on her bear.
"Bye, Ace! Hope to see you next time! It's going to be fun!" She still spoke low, but showed her slight excitement and I waved back with a grin.
"Yeah, see you, Perona!" I watched as they left and Marco leaned with his lips finding my ear.
"I'm assuming she told you."
"Mh." I nodded with a tilt so my face rubbed against his and he chuckled.
"I'm glad you are okay with it." Kisses were there to my neck and I giggled with wiggles as he soon pulled back with a smile to me.
"Could have told me, stupid old man." I crossed arms with a slight pout and he hummed with an eyebrow raised.
"One." A flush was to my cheeks as I gave him a look, knowing what that meant. "And I didn't want it to deter you since it's not exactly a main thing, a bit rare even in the dominant/submissive community. It's a branch from it, being different, but similar in aspects." The words were quiet, the hall becoming quieter and he shifted to cup my face whilst rubbing a thumb to my cheek. "Only a few of the family know and I want to keep it that way."
"Really?"
"Well, of course, Pops does, but you find out he knows a lot of things that you never tell him." A chuckle left me hearing that and he dragged his hand to be under my chin, rubbing lightly. "Then there is Izo and Vista, but that's because Izo is nosey and Vista is someone I had mentioned it to since he's been a good friend of mine since my colleges years."
"You still haven't told me how old you are." A look was there and he smirked lightly whilst shifting to press a chaste kiss to my lips.
"Would it matter?"
"No, I'm just curious." A look was there in thought and he sighed whilst pulling away with a watchful gaze.
"Add eight." I blinked a couple times before I peered to him in light surprise.
"Thirty-two?" I asked for confirmation and he kept his gaze, which I took it as I was right. A look was there as I peered to him curiously and soon grinned cockily. "Old man."
"Two."
"Old pineapple man."
"Five." A giggle left me as his tone was showing of being stern, a smirk was on him and gave a sultry look. "Are you pressing your luck, brat?"
"I'm hungry." I showed a pout, ignoring his question and he snorted whilst moving to leave.
"Six." A grin was on me as I followed behind, holding my Gameboy and was anticipating for those swats.
-o-o-o-o-
It ended up being ten swats and goodness it was perfect. He commented on me being bratty and I enjoyed every smack as I was over his lap. That all before we had sex on the couch, so it ended up being a great night, but knew not to comment with old man for a while. I loved using it to rile him up, but not all the time; just when I am feeling extra cocky or want one at least.
After he called Mihawk the next day about the whole 'playdate' and we were both home from work, Marco sat me down to talk a little more on our relationship. It was important, letting us set boundaries and mark an understanding on our roles. Perona was right, he wanted me to get more comfortable before laying it out to me since it is different. They had different aspects to it and he explained the age play, which I spoke I was meh on that thought, and then it was the power exchange. Marco had slowly let me decide on what to show and as we discussed it, we went for the power exchange. I still catered to the things of a childish aspects, but he only encouraged what I wanted. That made me comfortable and we set how the power exchange was focused with him more in charge, but he would always make sure I was comfortable.
We set things for now and he mentioned how we would talk about them again every week to see if anything needed to be adjusted. Marco may have been a 'daddy' for some years, but every little was different as well. He said that he has experienced the age play, not much for his taste, but he had a feeling it had to do with the person more than anything. Plus, the power exchange helps with when we engage into sex, where he can show a bit more aggression than what most crave for. Marco mentioned I catered with the little side, but also for that kind of pleasure. I wanted a bit of pain with it, but not too much. It had to be perfectly right with the comforting to follow along with it.
Of course, I ended up in his lap during the explanation, which made him smirk as he caressed along my body with his whole attention on me alone. Happy to know that I was more than willing to be with him on this adventure and I had loved how he called it that. Not even once did he look to his phone when it would sound out that a message was received. Then when we finished up everything for the time, he ended up praising me and took me out for ice cream, getting three scoops, too.
The playdate day came, a week after setting it since it was a good time for the others as well. Marco knew the other 'daddies', mostly through work or stopping in on occasions. It seems my lover had been in a few relationships, but no one was interested in the aspect. He would still go occasionally because there weren't many people like that and I guess a few others without a little would stop in as well.
I was nervous since Marco told me that the other littles were not told of me yet, letting them meet me in person. It made me whine a little bit more on the way, but the hand comforting my leg in the car ride helped settle my nerves. They usually gather in the foyer of this grand mansion, Mihawk's estate, and I questioned if I would know anyone else. We pulled up, other vehicles present, and I sunk in the seat a little with a frown.
"It's going to be fine, Ace."
"I don't wanna go now." I whined to him with a frown showing and he sighed with a smile.
"Do you know that game you have been looking at?" I gave a look as he was going to bribe me and this stern appearance was there. "You won't be getting it with that attitude."
"D-Don't be mean," I fussed lightly as he unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled me over. Lips were pressed to mine harshly and I moaned whilst gripping to his shirt. Pulling away, hovering lips, he let blue eyes peer to me in reassurance.
"I'm not that far, Ace. We will be in the same area, both rooms are in view of each other." A flush was to my cheeks as he pulled back with a tilt of his head and a smile showed. "You got along with Perona, she will be there to help as well. Afterwards we can get some frozen yogurt, okay?"
"O-Okay…" I mumbled in agreement and he gave two chaste kisses with a thumb rubbing to my cheek lightly.
"Let's go." I moved to start getting out and he did as well. Standing before his vehicle, he joined me whilst grasping to my hand and I felt a bit more relaxed.
This was different from meeting his family, it was meeting the other side that did similar things. That made me nervous because of who I would know, besides Zoro, but he was about to get a rude awakening. The door was reached too quickly in my opinion and he knocked on the door with the iron knocker. It resounded loudly as we waited for under a minute before the door opened to show Mihawk.
"Ah, Marco, you made it." He greeted, showing the friendlier atmosphere and I heard this cheer.
"He's here!" Perona appeared from behind Mihawk with a big smile and was bouncing in her spot. "So, glad you could make it!" A calm was in me as it did feel a little more reassuring that I had already met and talked with her.
"Come in, please." Mihawk invited, the both moving out of the way to be by the door and we walked in. I immediately noticed Zoro and he the same back before I noticed Nami as well being there. They looked in surprise as they both stood next to their lovers, Nami with Robin—who was smirking in knowing. She knew this whole time, obviously if she was here. I wouldn't doubt she pointed me out to Marco in the first place. Then Benn was there with a smile to me as I knew him somewhat from when he stopped by for Zoro on occasions.
"Oh~? Marco found someone adorable!" A man with blonde hair laughed out in amusement as we moved to the group and I frowned to him. "Don't you think, Rina (Baby 5*)?" The woman next to him was wiggling around with giggles of being acknowledged.
"They fit together, Daddy!" The dark-haired woman chirped with a smile to me and I returned it lightly. Two other girls I don't recognize were there, but I also wasn't aware of the people with them and I felt a little reassured on that factor.
"Perona," Mihawk mentioned the name as they had stood next to us and the pink haired woman nodded with a smile before moving to grab at my free hand. "Shall we have something to drink?" Mihawk asked as he began to one side to a seating area, doors wide open and Perona began leading me away.
Marco had given me one last reassuring look and I let myself be led to the room that was a bit more relaxed; not as perfect and study room looking. A coffee table adorning snack assortments and a punch bowl in the middle with cups stacked next to it, looking like names were on them. She directed me to a cushion as the others found a spot, Zoro sitting on one side of me with a curious look. Perona served drinks and the others began grasping for snacks as I sat with a look to them each. The empty spot on the other side of me was filled with Perona after she handed drinks out, and my name had been written out with card suit symbols around it.
They each introduced themselves along with who their partner was, being formal, and learned of Monet with Vergo and then Tashigi with Smoker. I followed suit, though they must have already known of Marco by their surprised gazes with me being with him. After everything had been settled, Zoro was there with a head tilted.
"I knew you were with Marco, but not… this much." The comment came out, not badly just really surprised, and it made me wonder how he kept this kind of thing under wraps from everyone else. I guess I am going to find out.
"Robin hinted, but you know how deceiving she can be." Nami waved a hand out and this snort left me as I exactly knew what she meant.
"Well," I began, "I wasn't really aware of it at the time, truthfully."
"Oh, he integrated you?" Monet inquired as she kept a soft appearance of curiosity.
"Yeah," I mention and Perona held a platter out to me with a smile.
"I know you have got to be hungry, hulalalala." A smile was on me as I took the platter of small sandwiches and was a bit surprised she remembered me mentioning my appetite.
"He's always hungry, ugh!" Nami scoffed and I laughed whilst Zoro snorted.
The atmosphere lightened up as they all began moving slowly into the conversation about their lovers, sharing things. Even questions were asked, surprising me since I figured they wouldn't need to know much more, but it seemed like they were some needing advice as well. It was comforting to know how open they were of things, Monet asking some more serious questions that even included in bed. We had all input, including me even if it's to agree with someone else. It was all interactive and included a game or two thrown it, though it took a bit to get Zoro to participate, but he was always like that.
Everyone had different styles, commenting on anything new their lover got them and they had me show my things too. They were happy seeing me so proud to claim the things I got, especially for good behavior, and they would comment with another of theirs. Attention was on me, but not really, as they wanted me to open-up and, also, be comfortable with them. It was fantastic, really, and I enjoyed the time there. Maybe I would be able to indulge enough for any questions I have for later times.
We were in the middle of a game called telephone, passing a message around, when our lovers came into the room to retrieve us. We finished the round, laughing at how it got skewered when Tashigi spoke it out. Each of us began to stand as we placed cups to the coffee table and Rina had jumped Doflamingo with a cheer.
From how Rina talked, she was the affectionate kind who loved praises and always wanted to please her daddy with everything she did, maybe an age player from what it sounded like. Monet was more mysterious, catering to be praised on things she accomplished, even if it's just finishing a report for work, or things she did to please her partner. Tashigi was a shyer type, that needed to be cared for in a gentle way and didn't require too much attention, but liked being complimented on all achievements, even the smallest. Zoro, of course, was a stern person and showed to be aggressive, but he surprised me when discussing certain things. He didn't care for the aggressive side of things, punishment only taking one look most of the time, or that he would get 'time-out'. Nami was as I expected, pampered to the bone and enjoyed playful banters with her dom. They were on more mutual grounds, but she loved being spoiled and show a more childish side to her lover alone. Perona was like a gothic doll, dark to look at, but soft on the inside. Her daddy protected her from the negatives of the world, keeping her more in the aspect of a dollhouse, but enjoyed when he was firm with her.
It made me realize I was the only one, here anyways, that enjoyed the more aggressive treatment of our decided power exchange. I didn't mention any of it, only doing so vaguely with Perona before, but she didn't say anything—probably since I still needed to talk to Marco at the time. None of them were pushing for more, but they showed how everyone was on an understanding on how different each other are.
I found Marco with a grin and he looked relieved as he rubbed a thumb to my cheek. A comfort went through me as I enjoyed just his presence alone being back beside me. The others were with their doms, mentioning of certain things and I eyed him.
"Did you have fun, old man?" I grinned playfully and he gave a half-lidded gaze with eyebrows twitching.
"One." A giggle left me as the counting had started and put hands to my pockets. "Did you, brat?"
"Yeah," I mention with a smile as I meant it and he looked happy about that. "You still promised me frozen yogurt, pineapple."
"I see you are in a very good mood today, try not to push too high." The slight warning came out as I leaned into him with a pout. "Two, yoi."
"Make it three for good luck." I answered playfully and he chuckled whilst rubbing a hand along my face. No words left him as he looked over to Smoker who was mentioning something to my lover. They began to talk of something and, of course, I didn't find interest in it. A frown was on me as I was hoping for him to agree and this low mutter left me, "stupid…"
"Three." Blue eyes found me in a quick glare and I hummed in delight.
Smoker had only paused momentarily for the word, but continued and Tashigi was looking in questioning. The others began to leave as they finished their discussion and we followed once making proper farewells. We were the last ones to the vehicle, everyone already pulling away, me waving to Nami again. Perona and Mihawk had went back in after we got in the car and I was starting for my seatbelt.
"Don't even think you will be getting toppings." I had clicked the belt and soon looked to my lover who was starting the car.
"What? But you said I could have frozen yogurt." A pout showed to him as he had his seatbelt on and gave a look to me.
"You get the frozen yogurt, but no toppings for misbehaving while I was talking seriously to someone." This frown left me, the scold making me upset and feet were up as I crossed arms.
"You ignored me…"
"I wasn't ignoring you," the car began moving and I wiggled in my seat whilst pouting. "I would have gladly given you three once we were leaving, you just weren't patient for it. That's why you will not be getting toppings as punishment." A short whine left me and this look was to me as he pulled to a stop sign. "Do you want frozen yogurt?"
"Y-yeah…" I muttered whilst gripping arms tighter together and gave a deep frown. The car ride grew silent and I brewed over what happened.
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Once we got home, he started on some work he needed to do. I was a little disappointed since, you know, I was wanting those three swats still. It made me think that everything was better, especially since he still talked with me as we had the frozen treat. Then again, I was kind of distracting away from it and didn't want to think about it.
Playing with my Gameboy, I was getting frustrated with it after a while and soon turned it off before putting it to one of the nightstands. I flopped against the giant bear with arms around it as I huffed out a breath. Marco had been working for the past two hours and hasn't really paid attention to me. It was slightly eating at me and I began to feel guilty for being rude earlier.
After rolling around for a bit, not being comfy at all with anything I did, I sat up on the edge. I viewed Marco as he was working, reading glasses on, and had one hand lining a page as if reviewing whilst the other hand noted some things down. An inhale was through me as I got up, moving over to the other with a slight frown and stood to the side of him.
"I'm working, yoi." The words came out, more of an automatic response and I shifted a little before making sure hands were to my sides.
"I'm sorry…" I mentioned lightly and the hands both stopped as he tilted his head. "I-I'm sorry for being rude earlier… I shouldn't have interrupted your talk with Smoker." The words left me as I viewed towards him and the head finally turned as blue orbs gazed to me warmly. I kept my serious face of being apologetic and he smiled with a breath leaving him. Glasses were removed from his face and he pushed back from his desk.
"Come here." I stepped closer so he could raise a hand up and soon cupped my face with a smile to me. "Good boy," the praise had me flush and feel the flutter. "I wanted you to realize what you did was wrong and that you shouldn't do it again."
"I-I won't…" I spoke out as I was happy to know he would praise me for realizing my fault and he rubbed a thumb to my cheek.
"Then a reward," a flutter was in my chest as I wondered what it would be, but it didn't take much to figure it out.
A hand gripped my hair, startling me as he pulled me over his lap, seeing the other side of the room of him. Hands switched in my hair as I grasped to his thigh in anticipation and I felt a hand pulling at my shorts. A startled breath left me as my backside was exposed and I groaned as my pants dropped to my knees with underwear just below the cheeks. The first smack to my butt cheek sent a cry out of my mouth as I tingled with a grip to his leg and teeth gritted; it wasn't hard it was just more startling since the first one usually is like that. The pause was there and I rubbed my face into his thigh to prepare myself as the next smack was there. A gasping breath was filling me as he sent the third one shortly after, but the hand stayed whilst the one on my head lightened up.
It was like a curse, I always got hard, my erection rubbing against his thigh as it was still restrained in my briefs. "I still have some things to finish…" A moan left me as fingers rubbed my prickling butt cheek and I gripped at his pants.
"I-I can't help it." I mentioned in a low whine as I rubbed my face to his leg and he chuckled whilst his other hand moved from my head and found my face. Fingers moved my head up before finding my mouth and I groaned as I began sucking tentatively and his other hand shifted to swat to my butt. A cry left me before moaning with trembles.
"One thing including satisfying my little boy."
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A/N:: Rina (Baby 5)* The reason why I gave Baby 5 a name is because I felt weird saying her name is baby. A cute nickname, but not really a name per say and since I don't know if we will ever know, I made one. If she ever gets one, then I have no problem coming to fix it at a later date.