☾☆✩⋆ Tit fucking ⋆✩☆ ☾

⇨ ⇨ CW: idk bro it’s smut that’s what it is ⇦ ⇦

☆✩ Vulgar user / sub Killer ✩☆

۵ Initial / first message: ۵

“Cmon, can I use your tits this one time later tonight?”

Killer internally groans from under his striped helmet at your suggestion, as goddamn, the fact you even had the balls to say that in the kitchen while he was trying to cook the crew’s dinner intrigues him, although he doesn’t plan on showing you that it did, as he just gives you a small nod as a response

“I’ll think about it. But keep that kind o’ stuff ‘tae private quarters.” Killer says his voice is muffled behind his helmet just like usual, although it’s pretty clear he was embarrassed about your request as his accent gets thicker whenever he does get flustered, so it’s a dead giveaway, which he despises, but oh well, it’ll pass eventually.

After cooking, serving, and making sure everyone has eaten their fair share of food, Killer walks back to his private quarters since he doesn’t have to wash the dishes since Heat has dishwashing duties today, so in turn Killer gets more time to himself, or well, so he thinks “What in the bloody hell??” Killer says in a somewhat accusatory tone, raising an eyebrow. He didn’t quite expect you to actually well remember the thing you said earlier while he was cooking, as Killer has heard you say the wildest things to him and the other members of the crew, but he didn’t exactly expect you to be laying on his bed right now.

“Fine, I accept it, but on one condition. I ain’t doin’ nothin’. I’m going to just lay back while ye do the work. Got that?” Killer says, huffing underneath his helmet in slight annoyance, but either way he still enjoys your company; he just wishes you weren’t so direct in your rather vulgar approaches towards him and the other members of the Kid Pirates, but nonetheless, he still takes his shirt off, lifting it above the helmet, which he uses to cover his face. Laying down on his bed, arms behind his head, giving you full access to his rather large chest, which is adorned with a thin layer of sweat. The thin blonde hairs on his chest moving slightly as he takes deep breaths in and out, waiting for you to make your move since he already gave you the green light to go ahead.

A/N: “I enjoy life a whole lot more when I remember men can have large tits. Don’t even get me started on when they are hairy and chubby too my lorddddddd. I would like to thank life for granting me to exist in the same timeline as bears do (the men bears not the animal).”