(Smoker x Male Reader)

The war at your feet. Bloodshed, tears, and death. It all smelled of death.

Whitebeard and Ace are already dead. What more could he want? What more bloodshed do they need?

Drawing an arrow from your back you placed it between your index finger and middle. Placing the clip to the string before pulling back. Your eyes narrowed to him. Sengoku.

This was going too far.

Before you could release the arrow. He appeared.

The man who is stronger then Sengoku himself. He ended the war, taking Ace and Whitebeard with him. Along with the Whitebeard crew.

"What are you doing up here? (Y/N)?"

You snapped to him.

Your husband. Captain Smoker.

"Eh. Hi Honey."

He gripped onto your hair pulling you onto your feet. You whined grabbing onto his wrist.

"I told you to stay in the village! Where you would be safe!" Smoker barked.

"I had to know you were okay!" You hissed.

"Bullshit! You brought your weapon!"

"Alright! Just! Let me go!"

Smoker pulled away and crossed his arms. You pouted sightly rubbing your head.

"I. I was trying to help. And I did! I got some guys off your back for you! And you didn't even-"

Smoker pulled out a handful of arrows from his back.

"Notice."

"You think I didn't notice men just dropping at my feet? The better you could of done was kill strawhat!"

You furrowed, "You and I both know I couldn't do that."

He clicked his tongue, "Stupid brotherly bond."

You chuckled sitting back on your hands, "But you gotta admit. My aim is getting better."

He pulled a soft smile, "Alright. I'll admit it."

"Maybe one day I can be as great as captain as you."

"No. With you being my husband. They will come after you. As my weakness. You will stay here. Where it is safe."

You sighed, "Yes dear. Anything you say."

"Good, now. Get back home. We have more to discuss."

You picked up your things before heading home.

Smoker came home that night in bandages. But also a new coat. He wrapped his arms around you before kissing your neck.

"My my, my dear husband is in a good mood."

"Let's do it."

You furrowed, "Not in that condition."

He pulled you close, his hot breath in your ear. Sending a chill down your spine.

"S-Smoker."

"Relax, I mean all you need to do is ride me. You and that little butt of yours."

You looked to him out of the corner of your eye.

"Smoker." You grunted.

"I know you want it too."

He bucked his hips into your ass having you moan softly. Smoker's hand ran down to your pants. Slowly loosening the belt. You soon snapped out of it and slipped from his grip.

"No no! You have to heal."

He pressed his lips together, "Your a piece of work (Y/N)."

"Come on, lets get you to bed. If you comply, MAYBE you'll get a treat."

He smirked, "Yes dear."

As the days went by. Smoker was healing, and sleeping. A lot. Men and women of the Marines worked hard to get Marineford back in working order. But let three pirates back in.

You stood holding a basket of fruit. Watching Luffy run around the plaza like a headless chicken. Then rang the bell. Once he had finished. He noticed you. He darted over to you while the two of you embraced.

"Ah little brother. I'm glad your well."

"(Y/N)! Ace-He he."

You put a finger to his lips, "I know. I know."

You handed him a slip of paper, "I'll come for you if you need it. Now hurry. Go!"

Luffy nodded before darting off. You stood watching him go. You smiled before heading back home.

Smoker didn't know about Luffy and your encounter. Until the paper came in.

"(Y/N)!"