Reader: AFAB GN
Character: Charlotte Katakuri
Kink: #1 - Merinthophilia
Prompt: Birthday Captain's Choice

Summary: It's taken years to build up trust with Katakuri, but now you can give your beloved the TLC he desires. With about 500ft of main sail rigging rope.

Content Notes: submissive Katakuri, bondage, soft dom reader, drool, non-penetrative sex, size difference, 18+ only

The ropes used to bind Katakuri were better suited to main sail rigging than what you'd generally use for bondage, but given the size difference, they worked well. Your impressively sized partner had tied himself up to a certain extent, and acquiesced when you ordered him around for the rest.

Now he was on display for you, ropes crossing his broad chest in a lattice harness pattern, arms bound behind his back. The black rope was beautiful against his skin, letting his tattoos peek from behind the dark color. Blood rushed through his cheeks and chest, as he sat on his heels, knees spread wide.

It had taken more than a couple years for the two of you to reach this level of intimacy. He was hesitant to be anything other than the Perfect Charlotte, even after you had been together for some time. Candid conversation from you had helped wear down the walls, and eventually you had been providing him with an outlet he didn't know he needed.

The ropes couldn't hope to hold him if he truly desired to be free, but the restriction they provided was enough. Enough to make his breath come out hot and rough while the custom bit kept his mouth forced open.

The gag had been the real show of trust from him, and you knew it. Not only did it stop him from hiding his mouth, but it kept him from trying to keep his image up despite the ropes.

It's hard to look stoic and in control when you're drooling down your own chin and onto your chest.

You knew how much the setup affected him. His massive cock had been hard and twitching for the past twenty minutes as you'd added the last few feet of rope, pulling him into his current position. The soft grunts that passed the bit prompted you to kiss him as you finished tying him up, and the soft acknowledgements of the sounds made him twitch and flinch.

Standing in front of him, catching his gaze with your own, you begin to strip. Your movements are fluid, but slow and pointed. You're teasing him as you slowly discard each item, using a single finger to pull your socks off, and then turning around to play coy as you removed your pants. The approving grunt makes you smile as you walk over to him.

Usually you'd talk to him, touching his body, teasing the lines of his tattoos with your fingers and mouth. Reveling in every twitch and grunt, but tonight you had something else in mind.

Pouring oil onto his cock you begin to coat the twitching member. You're rougher than usual, pressing your body against him and pumping him against yourself with your hands.

His whole body shivers from the initial pleasure and you can hear the thick ropes groaning against his strength. His voice tumbles from his mouth like wet gravel, full of heat and desire that rumbles in his chest as much as it fills the room. Precum bubbles up from his tip, almost enough to make you wonder if he didn't just nearly orgasm.

"Kata, my love, don't cum yet." You chide gently, even though you don't ease up on your actions, causing more of the thick liquid to pool and dribble.

"Don't cum until I give you permission my sweet," You lean down and lick his tip and hear a garbled swear nearly shatter in his throat. "Kind," you suck the tip and squeeze his shaft and hear his skin squeak against the tile floor as he jerks. "Gentle, Ka~ta~kuuuu~ri."

You punctuated each syllable of his name by swirling your tongue around his tip.

He curls forward at the action, hunched over and looking at you with pleading eyes. Your name falls from his lips in broken pieces, followed by a shivering plea.

"Awww, struggling already, my love?" You tease, stepping forward enough to smear the drool on his chin across his jaw before licking along his bottom lip. "My handsome Kata is so beautiful like this. In all the ways no one else ever gets to see." You purr.

Grabbing onto the rope harness to steady yourself you straddle his lap, rubbing your ass against the base of his cock. The position puts you almost at face level with Katakuri, even as he straightens up a little to help balance you. You put your weight on his thighs, keeping yourself balanced with the rope harness he's wearing, and begin to grind your hips along his length.

"What a – mmm – good boy you are." You purr, running your fingers through his short hair before you caress the side of his cheek. You move your hips in longer strokes, squeezing your thighs together and enjoying the shivers of pleasure as his twitchy, veiny, hot shaft teases your clit and folds so sweetly.

"You won't cum, hngh..." Your fingers tighten on the harness, pressing yourself into the ropes crossing his abs as you push your hips out to his leaking tip. "Not without me, right?"

He shakes his head, his breath almost coming out in growls as his hips shift to match your movements, pressing himself into your slit more. He's been on edge since he started lacing himself into the initial harness, and now, almost an hour later he almost needs haki to keep himself under control.

Your voice, your touch, the way you caress him as though he's delicate, the soft purr in your words as you take control of his body. It sinks into his bones the way the resistance from the ropes sends shivers through his core. He'd pull the world apart at the behest of that gentle purr.

"Ah, Kata!" You cry, the pleasure building in you as you tighten your thighs against his slick cock. The thick veins are perfect as far as you're concerned. Your arms tremble as you loose your hold on the harness and grab his chest.

"C-Cum!" You demand, your voice filled with pleasure and exertion. "Cum for me, Kata." You purr the words, lips and teeth teasing one sensitive nipple as your hand stretches to tease the other.

Kata's rough, panting growls shatter into gravel-laden whimpers as his body bucks into your thighs with less control than he had a moment ago. The ropes groan and dig into his skin as his body tenses rock hard against you. The sounds of his orgasm are enough to push you over your own edge, and you soak his cock in your pleasure as you hear the thick rush of his cum splatter against the cold tile floor.

"Haa... haa -fuck." You swear, working to catch your breath as you lean into him while he sinks back down onto his heels. You stand on his thighs so you can remove the bit, kissing him along the line of his jaw tenderly.

"Good job." You say, praising him, as he shifts and kisses you sweetly.