A/N: Heyo! ZareEraz here! As stated in the summary, this collection will consist of little snippets that didn't make it into the Clowning Around series (and that I don't plan to make into their own stories) or alternate chapters and ideas that were reworked into the series but I liked too much to just erase or let them sit in my computer. The idea for this first chapter was probably made for Monkey Business or Shenanigans - sometime early in Buggy and Shanks' relationship - I can't really remember ^_^" I hope you enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think!

Just as a side note, I will not be updating this collection as consistently as my other stories, since I am still trying to regularly update the Clowning Around series. Also, these are not going to be in any kind of chronological order, so sorry about that :3

Chapter One: Lipstick Kiss

"Oh, Buggy," Shanks sighed, watching the woman put on her lipstick. "You look so sexy doing that."

"Huh?" She asked, turning to look at him with an "O" face, the lipstick still hovering close to her mouth. Shanks shuddered, feeling himself getting aroused just by looking at that face. God, he wanted that perfect "O" around his dick! He even liked the idea of her red lipstick peppering his skin in kisses and streaks as she sucked him off. His cock hardened in his pants, and he struggled to keep his face neutral while Buggy turned around to finish getting ready. Calm down, calm down…you can't ask her to do that right now…she might even punch you for it if you did! The man placed his hand over his groin, hoping to cover it enough so that she wouldn't notice until he softened.

Buggy, for her part, was surprised that Shanks had stopped chatting when she'd turned around. He'd been yakking her ears off the whole time she'd been getting ready, but suddenly went quiet. She peeked at him and found that he'd turned slightly away from her on the bed. It was as if he was trying to block her sight of something in his lap. He'd been lounging openly up until a minute ago…his hand was down near his groin too…what was he hiding? Buggy detached her head and let it float up a little, knowing that her hair would cover the break if he happened to look over. Her view in the mirror angled a little higher and her eyes widened as she saw exactly what he was trying to hide in his lap.

"Why are you hard?!" Buggy snapped, wondering what the hell had triggered him.

Shanks jolted and blushed, having been caught. He gave her an apologetic smile as her head floated over to get right in his face. "Um…how to explain this…?" He scratched his face nervously, no longer needing to hide his erection.

"Spit it out!" Buggy urged, detaching her hand and having it float over to point her lipstick at him accusingly.

Shanks flushed again as the object partially responsible for his arousal got shoved into his face. "That! That's the problem!"

Buggy was so confused. She looked at her lipstick and then back at the redhead. "My…lipstick? That's what turned you on? You're a weirdo." She made a disgusted face.

"Not the lipstick!" he argued back. "You putting on the lipstick!"

"What?!" she balked at him, but then her red lips morphed into an evil smile. "Like…this…?" she cooed, pursing her lips and swiping another layer of red across the bottom lip. She watched as Shanks' eyes followed the movement, his mouth opening slightly. "Like…this…?" She opened her mouth to swipe another layer on her top lip, loving how the man's tongue flicked out over his own lip to mimic the movement.

"Oh god…" he moaned, getting even harder. Buggy walked her body over to her head and hand, reattaching them and smacking her reddened lips. She was very pleased with the turn of events – Shanks hardly ever let his guard down this horribly. But even with the power she had over him at the moment, her seductive persona cracked wide open when he opened his mouth again. "I want you to suck on my dick until it's red with your lipstick."

She had not been expecting that at all! "What the hell?!" She staggered back a little in surprise. "You really are a pervert!"

"You started this!"

"I did not! I was just putting on makeup! You're the one who had to make it weird!"

Not wanting to waste more time arguing, Shanks jumped up off the bed and grabbed one of the bluenette's hands. "Buggy, please suck me off!" he asked, getting right to the point. She blushed as red as her nose and lipstick, which only made the man's erection harder. Damn…why can't I control myself around her!? "Please! I'll eat you out too!"

"Wha-what?!" But before she could yell some more, Buggy shut up. Her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes trailed down to the floor as her blush spread to her ears and neck.

"What is it?" Shanks asked, watching her with a worried look.

"Damn you…" she swore, blushing and glaring at him.

"What?"

Her free hand came up and grabbed his shirt collar, yanking on it roughly. "You made me wet!"

The man's eyes and face lit up. "That's great!"

"No, it is not!" she hissed. "I was not remotely ready to get into this situation! And it's all your fault!" She continued complaining, but Shanks was so past that. He dragged her over to his desk chair and sat down in it, still holding her hand.

"You'll suck me off and then I'll do you, okay?"

"Are you even listening to me?!" Buggy was stunned at his audacity and then felt a little guilty that she made him feel like he had to pay her back if she gave him a blow job.

"Nope!" He chuckled at her "angry" face (not realizing that it was partially a guilty face now) before pulling her down a little and kissing her on the cheek. "Please?"

Buggy pursed her red lips for a few moments, wavering between being angry, being a little guilty, and being charmed by his dumb face, but then sighed. "Okay, but you don't have to do me if you don't want to…"

"What going on, Buggs?" Now he was concerned and pulled her into his lap.

"I just…" It was surprisingly hard for her to be honest at the moment, and she was still a little insecure about her relationship with Shanks since he was the first man who'd wanted to stick with her for any amount of time. She just didn't want to ruin a good thing by being needy or forcing him into doing something he didn't want to do. "I just…I just don't want you thinking that you have to do something for me when I do something for you." Her blush deepened and she scratched her cheek nervously as she continued, not meeting his eyes. "I want to pleasure you even when I make a big stink about it – like I just did, come to think of it – but don't feel the need to reciprocate if you don't want to."

Shanks smiled at her lovingly, even if she didn't see it because she still wouldn't look at him. He intuitively knew that what she'd said and come from a place of past insecurity. His heart warmed to know that she thought of him so considerately, and he wanted to know that he thought of her the same and reassure her that everything was fine. The man leaned in to kiss her red cheek, prompting her to finally look at him.

"It's alright, Buggy, you don't have to worry about that." Her big, blue eyes blink at him and he had to stifle a teasing comment about how cute she looked to keep the moment's seriousness. "Just like you want to pleasure me, I want to make you feel good too. I want to do things for you too." And now he was blushing, realizing that he had been a little forceful with her earlier. "And um, I know I can get excited – "

"That's an understatement," she interjected.

"– so please, let me know if I'm ever too forceful with you. I want you to feel comfortable."

Buggy stifled another biting comment about the man's libido in order to keep the moment's sincerity and simply said, "Thank you, Shanks. I guess we're both getting what we want." She smiled brightly, her usual spark coming back. Shanks ruffled her loose hair lovingly and went to kiss her lips, but she put up a hand to stop him.

"The lipstick is for your dick, weirdo. You can kiss my lips once it's all gone." Her eyes shot wide as she realized just how kinky that sounded and the bluenette cupped her hands over her mouth and gasped in mortification.

"Oh shit, that was hot, Buggs!" Shanks was just as surprised and laughed at her expression. "And you're calling me the pervert!"

"You are the pervert!"

"Says the pervert who wants to get her lipstick all over my dick before I can kiss her."

Buggy scrambled off of his lap and glared at him, still embarrassed at her own audacity. "Sh-shut up!"

The redhead chuckled again but then sighed as her fingers gently brushed against his thighs, cutting off anything else he was going to say. She was definitely teasing him, gently placing her hands on his knees, moving them to the inside of his thighs, and pushing them apart as she slowly knelt down in between his legs. She was still blushing furiously but was serious about what she was about to do. Shanks found that incredibly endearing – for being so assertive in all other aspects of her life, Buggy let him take the lead most of the time, so when she got it into her head that she was leading, she became really focused. Her hand gently cupped his forming erection, causing him to flinch as she started to rub him. The man's legs opened a little wider for her but he resisted the urge to press into her hand harder; this was Buggy's show now. Her other hand rested on his thigh, warm as her other hand massaged him. Shanks felt his blood rushing all over his body and his stomach tightened with need. Up and down her hand moved, squeezing him a little and then loosening, not quite giving him the pressure and movement he wanted.

"You're being a tease," the man joked, his hips involuntarily pressing against his lover's hand. Buggy gave him a look that told him to shut up and stopped rubbing him. "Okay, I'm sorry. Please, continue." She rolled her eyes at him and tried to suppress a smile, but failed. Shanks smiled cheekily back at her. The bluenette unbuttoned his pants and reached inside for his erection. He hissed as she brought it out and stroked it firmly until he was fully hard. He pushed his pants down a little more, letting the fabric pool near his knees and Buggy pushed it down to his ankles. Just as she was about to lean down and lick him she stopped and flicked her gaze up. Shanks was watching her intently, his dark eyes molten with heat.

"You'd better not complain about washing up afterward," she said, spitting out a snarky comment instead of the something sweet or sexy she'd wanted to say. "I'm the one who's going to have to taste lipstick."

"I won't," he promised, running his fingers through her hair before resting his hand on her head. He was eager to feel her mouth on his cock and sighed when she finally gripped the base of his shaft in her warm hand and leaned down and kissed the head of his erection. He groaned as he watched her pull away, leaving an almost perfect, red, kiss mark on his skin.

Buggy smiled wryly as she looked at the beginning of her handy work. "It looks kinda cute now," she said, placing one finger on the mark and pushing against it. She smeared the lipstick a little and Shanks groaned again at the touch and eyed her.

"A man does not want to hear his cock being called 'cute,' Buggs."

The woman decided that she wanted to leave another kiss mark on his body and leaned down to press her lips against his sharp hipbone, his cock still in her hand. When she pulled away, Shanks' eyes burned a few degrees hotter and she smirked at him before replying, "Yeah, well some of us don't like to be called 'Buggs,' Shanks."

"That is an entirely different matter altoge-ug!" Instead of letting him finish, the woman licked a long line from his base to his head. When she reached his tip, she pressed her tongue into his slit, just for a moment, before moving it to the underside. Shanks choked out an "Oh…my…go-!" as she pressed the tip of her tongue gently against the little V where the head of Shanks' penis met his shaft. He'd told her once that that spot felt really good, so she pressed against it and then moved her tongue from side to side, rubbing and flicking it like he would with her clit. "God, Buggs, that's good," he groaned.

"What does that feel like?" she asked, taking a moment just to stroke him, ignoring his nickname for her.

"Jolty," he breathed, trying to keep his body under control. He already felt like electricity was sparking all over his body and she hadn't even done that much yet! "Like little pulses are running up my dick."

Buggy smirked. "That's the same when you lick my clit."

"Yeah?" the redhead asked, enjoying the little banter and the feel of her hand stroking him. But what he really wanted was her wet mouth on him. "Hey, how 'bout you get my cock nice and sloppy for me?" She gave him a look that sat somewhere between I-can't-believe-you-just-said-that and That's-a-good-idea, whatever that look happened to be. Buggy opened her red lips – the lips that Shanks had still been admiring the whole time – and his body tightened in anticipation, but he did have one thing to say before she did it. "No teeth, please."

"It was just the one time!" she complained, irked that he still brought up the one bad thing she did their first night together. "You do realize that I was competently inexperienced at the time, right?"

"I know, but now you're much more experienced," he replied, waggling his eyebrows, his comment bringing up the other blowjobs she'd given him. The woman rolled her eyes at him and he just laughed.

"I should really stop just because of that comment," she threatened lightly. Before he could protest, she sighed. "But now that we're here, it would be a shame to leave you like this." She poked at his tip and he hissed a little. The woman gave him a sly look. "Or would it?"

He shivered, liking that look far more than he should, considering what she was saying. "Now who's being the pervert?" The man smiled and then said, "Now will you take me?"

"It's you who's still being the pervert," the woman quipped back, but she didn't keep him waiting.

Buggy took him into her mouth a bit at a time, making sure to leave lipstick marks each time she took in more. The first bit was just his head and she toyed at it with the tip of her tongue. The next bit brought his tip up against the roof of her mouth and she rubbed them together. The next bit gave her enough of him to swirl her tongue around and she enjoyed his sighs as she continued. The next bit inched him towards the back of her throat and she had to physically relax herself to keep from gagging. Shanks was big and she had to be careful or risk choking.

"That's it, Buggs," he murmured, stroking her hair comfortingly. She pulled back a little, letting a couple of inches slide out, and his belly warmed at the red marks left on his skin. Maybe she was right: he really was a pervert. Comfortable again, Buggy took him all the way inside her mouth until he was pushing at the back of her throat, her nose resting against his nest of red curls. Buggy had found it odd at first that Shanks would shave his junk and balls but leave the hair near the base, but now it was normal – just like if she decided to shave or not down there. What she didn't realize was that Shanks liked the red of her nose nestled in the deeper red of his hair, like it was now. Damn, he really was a pervert!

Buggy started bobbing her head, making sure to drag her red lips along his skin as much as she could. Her hand gripped the base of his dick tightly, working whatever she didn't get into her mouth. Shanks' hand tangled in her hair, gently guiding her to a desired angle of depth when he felt the need. Buggy had gotten really good at doing this since they'd gotten back together, but he still liked to show her what he wanted, to be a part of the pleasure instead of making her do it all on her own. The bluenette felt herself getting more and more turned on the longer she had her lover's cock in her mouth; she could feel the wetness in her panties increasing. She squirmed in between his legs, her hips longing for his tongue or his dick, but Shanks hadn't cum yet so she couldn't stop. She moved her head faster, smearing the lipstick on his skin even more and feeling that most of it was now off of her lips. The man took in a sharp breath, a sign that he was getting close. She sucked at his harder, moaning when his hips moved to push his cock even deeper into her mouth.

He thrust into her several times, relishing the friction and the warmth of her mouth until she made a noise of discomfort. "Oh, sorry, Buggy," he apologized, pulling out a little. She shook her head a little, conscious of the dick in her mouth, and took him back in at the same pace. The wetness of her mouth, the soft press of her tongue and the movement of her head had him cumming in no time. He let out a groan as he came in her mouth. She moaned too, feeling his hot cum slip down her throat. Her hands were trembling as he rode out his release, her own arousal growing. She licked at him for a while longer and then let him slip out before taking several gasping breaths. His strong taste was on her tongue as she swallowed any that was left in her mouth. Then, the pair looked down at his member between them and started laughing.

"It's all red, just like you wanted!" Buggy giggled. Her lipstick had literally gotten everywhere.

"You got that right!" Shanks chuckled back. "It's perfect." Now that her lipstick was smeared all over her lips and chin, Shanks leaned down and finally got his kiss, tasting both her and him in it. He slipped his tongue inside and played with hers, enjoying the little noises she made. When they finally parted, he stood up and brought her up with him. He pulled his pants up and then kissed her on the nose before gesturing to the spot he'd been sitting in.

"Get in the chair, love bug." He smiled a wicked smile with red smeared on his lips and Buggy's heart gave a hard thump at the sight. Desire rolled in her stomach and she finally got what had made Shanks so horny. She wanted his red lips on her too, all over her, and practically leaped into the chair. Maybe, she was just as much of a pervert as he was!

Shanks knelt down in front of her and slowly pulled off her shorts once she'd unbuttoned them. He slid them down her legs and flung them somewhere in the room. Leaving her boots on, he propped her left leg on his shoulder and she placed her right leg on the other side. Settled, the man wrapped his arm around her thigh and gripped her, licking his lips.

"You weren't kidding about being wet," he started, taking in the state of her body. "You're really dripping now." Buggy blushed again, embarrassed that she'd gotten turned on so easily.

"J-just get your mouth working!" she huffed, wiggling her hips with need.

"Aye, aye, captain!" he teased, kissing her where her thigh met her hip. He peppered her sensitive skin with little kisses, getting a few frustrated noises out of her while he teased. Then, without warning, Buggy yelped as his tongue licked a wide swath up her sex and her hand flew to his hair. She gripped his hair tightly and tugged just a little bit as he suckled on her folds.

"God…damn!" she swore, letting her head fall back as he teased her. Shanks' tongue went up one side of her outer folds, rubbed her clit a few times as she squirmed, and then went down the other side. He repeated this process several times, never giving her enough stimulation when he pressed against her clit and deliberately ignoring her entrance. It was enough to drive a girl crazy!

"Shanks…" she groaned, letting out an irritated huff and trying to buck her hips closer to his hot mouth. He had the audacity to chuckle at her!

"Impatient, are we?" he asked, kissing her inner thigh again, which was not what she wanted him to do!

"I did not tease you this much!" He just laughed again. She whined his name but stopped herself from begging – she wasn't desperate enough to beg just yet.

"Alright, alright," he conceded. "Because you did such a good job with the lipstick, I'll give you what you want." He fully kissed her dripping core, pressing his lips against her heat as she moaned. His tongue then slipped up inside her and she eagerly pressed against it. In and out it slid, rubbing against her walls, in and out, tasting every inch of her it could.

Shanks loved what he was doing to her and it was clear that Buggy was too. Her mouth was parted and her chest was heaving with her huge breaths. Whenever he touched a sensitive spot inside her she'd twitch and clench around his tongue, and she'd give out a little cry of pleasure. He continued to gently work her for several minutes, just enjoying the languid pleasure he was giving her. Both of her hands were in his hair now, pressing him closer to her crotch or tugging on him when she felt a spike of pleasure. She's so wet, he thought as he swirled his tongue inside her, It's so hot. Buggy squirmed again and pressed her hips into his mouth. Deciding that he'd had enough fun teasing her, the man pulled away to speak, taking pleasure as she moaned in frustration.

"Do you want my tongue or my fingers?" he asked, licking his lips, itching to taste her again. The bluenette cracked her eyes open and looked down at the redhead, her hair falling around her in waves. Shanks saw the debate in her eyes and waited patiently for her to make a decision.

"Fingers," she said, her eyes hot with desire.

"Good choice," he replied with a charming smile. "But to be honest, anything to do with me is a good choice."

She shot back with, "Cocky bastard," but didn't get anything else out as two fingers plunged into her body. Without Shanks' arm around her thigh, Buggy's leg slid off his shoulder and opened her up even more. She bent her leg again and planted her heel on the seat cushion, wantonly spreading herself open. She gasped and moaned as his fingers reached even deeper inside her than his tongue had, but she was even more delighted when his mouth went to her clit. He sent waves of pleasure into her body as his tongue teased her nub and his fingers thrust in and out of her heat.

"Shanks…oh Shanks…god…" she mumbled his name over and over again as her orgasm crept up on her. He added a third finger that made her cry out and he sucked on her clit just hard enough to spike the pleasure in her body. Buggy's body tensed, anticipating her release. Her spine arched and she rocked onto her lover's fingers harshly. Taking the cue, Shanks got a little rougher, speeding up his thrusting and sucking on her clit harder. Buggy's mouth fell open as she started to cum, all the heat in her stomach spreading throughout her body.

"Oh god…I'm coming! I'm coming! Shanks!" Her voice went high at the end of his name as she came all over his fingers, the heat in her body seemingly rushing out of her as wetness. The woman's hands were trembling as she cried out and her body pulled tight like a tight wire. Shanks watched with pride as he made her lose it, still working at her clit with his tongue as his fingers dragged every bit of pleasure from her. Buggy kept clenching at his fingers, her insides spasming as she rode out her orgasm. It took several long moments before she was relaxing back into the chair, panting and looking utterly satisfied. Her body was overly sensitive as Shanks withdrew his fingers from her body and she twitched at the loss of them.

Shanks placed his knee in between her legs, balancing on the chair as he leaned over to kiss her nearly bare lips since the lipstick was all over her chin and cheeks and his dick. "You're going to need to put on more lipstick, Buggs," he teased.

"And whose fault is that?" she shot back, the comment lacking its usual bite due to her still feeling a little disconnected and floaty from cumming so hard.

"Mine."

"That's right, pervert. But you're my pervert so it's alright." She gave him a charming smile that he couldn't resist kissing again, lipstick or no. When they parted, she asked, "If I put some more on, will you do me more?" Her eyes drifted to his bed longingly and mischievously.

Shanks smiled, the desire in his belly already returning. "Now who's the pervert?"

"Me," she replied innocently but not innocent at all.

He nuzzled her big, red nose and smiled again. "But you're my pervert, so it's alright. Now, where's your lipstick?"

Before he'd even finished speaking, her hand was already reaching for it.

To be Continued...

A/N: I hope you liked the chapter and I'll see you next time!