Shittttt someone kill me right now, I can't believe what I'm about to do to poor innocent Koby-chan *cries/laughs*

[WARNING: reader has a bad potty mouth, please enter at own risk]

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He was pinned right underneath you, his pleading, conflicted orbs were swimming with so much emotion you just wanted to kiss them away until they were replaced with just lust instead, plain old lust was always so much easier to deal with than love or affection, there were no strings if it was just a mutual fucking.

But fuck, there was something about the marine boy that just wouldn't let you continue with eating him alive, maybe it was the invisible tears streaming down his face, the way his body was shaking in shock and confusion, or perhaps it was just the fact that the little goody-goody was your mother fucking soulmate, a soulmate that you never wanted.

Sighing in defeat, you backed away from him, watching his eyes widen as his back sagged against the wall, sluggishly crumpling onto the floor when his legs gave out on him, you then noticed what must have been his uniform wrinkled against the ground, the bright white police coat getting stained from all the spilled Bacardi, but that didn't matter to you right now, what did matter was that you just went and fucked up big time, you just did something you'd never let go or be able to forget, fuck, how did this mess all begin?

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Tonight was going to be packed, grinning at the case that contained your microphone, you watched as the men around you worked, lifting crates of booze, setting up equipment, your eyes would always end up on their asses though, but you didn't dare try to hide it.

You were a nonbeliever, soulmate was a word that meant absolutely nothing to you, why would you stay committed to just one person when there were so many sexy fuckers out there? You didn't want a husband, what you wanted was a sugar daddy, and that's what you got, lots of em, but they wouldn't often stick around because then your boy toy would eventually meet their 'destined partner' and then burn everything that had to do with you, never speaking to you again, let alone say goodbye.

It was a shame, too bad boys were so honest, although you didn't mind much, grinning when the closest man to you made eye contact, you slyly moved from your spot and made your way through the dance floor and towards him, loving the muscle mass he possessed, even if your toys would eventually run away, you'd just replace them with another pair of hot balls anyway.

Once you reached the man's side, his eye twitched and his cheeks flushed when you comfortably made yourself at home on his arm, "you're a nice one.." your flirting was blunt and obvious, using manipulation to guide someone to bed was never your forte anyway.

"I have a fiance" committed? But you could change that, "oh do you? Well I have multiple sugar daddies, yet here we both are, and I think, we should get to know another better.." smirking when his eyes became more hooded, you slowly moved your arms around his shoulders like a hunting panther, ever so lazily pulling him to you.

Just when his lips would've met yours, you were suddenly shoved away, causing you to fumble on the soles of your pump heels in surprise before finally falling flat on your ass, glaring hard into his eyes, you ignored the obvious threat showing in his orbs- psh, like a dickwad like him could hurt you, "don't you ever go near me ever again, slut" ignoring his useless prattle, you merely clicked your tongue in irritation before getting back up and walking away in a huff, soulmates? Bah! What good were soulmates when they just made your sex life so much harder?

Marching out the door of the bar, you glared around the empty streets until your eyes landed on a lone woman no doubt a few years older than you, smirking at her curved, pale figure you maliciously went on the prowl, looks like you found a toy to help get your mind off of things.

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Koby leaned back in his stance, all officers were sent to the courtyard, all watching police chief Akainu stand on his high stage with a microphone and stack of paper, "attention maggots!" Although his voice was less aggressive than usual, it still sent shivers down every single human's spine.

"In order to go against the criminals of the town, the board has decided it to be the best decision to strengthen our ranks by focusing on finding our soulmates" blinking in surprise, Helmeppo right beside him whistled in approval, "here that Koby!? We're getting paid to find romance!" Awkwardly smiling at his companion's excitement, the pink haired officer just remained silent.

"Now, any questions? Speak now maggots, because after this meeting, no officer is allowed to take one step in any police station until they've found their partner" as an uproar arose from the crowd, one man near the front raised his hand.

Koby quickly recognized the man as the 'white hunter' the police officer who also worked part time as a private investigator, Smoker, the man often bent the rules when he found convenient loop holes in the cases he came across, but even though he had a bad reputation, Koby couldn't help but think the man was good knowing that Luffy liked him.

"Tell me, what are we supposed to do if our soulmates are criminals then? Are you saying we should arrest them and weaken our own forces?" People began to mummer, but Akainu was quick to answer, even if he didn't like the answer himself judging from his pissed expression, "no, the government has agreed that we need all the strength we can get during this age of criminal outbreak, so it has been decided that for all officers who have found a criminal soulmate, that soulmate's criminal record will be wiped, their crimes will also go unpunished as long as they agree to give up their life of crime and focus solely on supporting their partner by joining the authorities cause" More officers started to mutter around in an uproar, causing the police chief to blow his temper.

"Just get going! Go now you brainless imbeciles!" Blasting his heat off everywhere, the lower ranks scattered, moving throughout the streets of the city in a search for their soulmate, Koby was just about to go search around main street when he felt a hand clasp onto his shoulder.

Turning around, he was met with a familiar blonde, "hey Koby! You weren't going to go without me huh?" Smiling at his friend, the pinkette shook his head, "no, of course not Helmeppo-san" as the two walked away from their headquarters, both the officers were at ease unlike all the others that moved with haste.

"Hey, I heard something was happening in the grandline tonight, some sort of underground concert" Helmeppo just stated it from out of nowhere in their conversation, but nonetheless Koby still heard it, "what!? Helmeppo-san, you know I don't like getting involved with the underground, I'm a police officer!" The shaded male just whined in irritation, "eh? Says the guy who's bff's with one of the biggest crim-" the pinkette silenced him fast.

"Shh! What if someone hears you?" Ignoring the boy's paranoia, Helmeppo actually listened and didn't finish that sentence, "well still, you're right, we are cops so that means staying out of the things going on in the underground is impossible, besides, sounds like almost every criminal is going, some big shot singer is apparently performing, goes by (L/N) 'player' (Y/N)" Koby innocently blinked, "player?" He questioned.

"Yeah, she gets around with guys and girls a lot, doesn't believe in soulmates I hear, but never mind her, this is a good opportunity for us Koby! If there is the chance that our soulmates are criminals then this is the time to look for them" the pinkette still didn't feel too sure, "are you sure Helmeppo-san?" The blonde only nodded his head, dragging the smaller boy along with him.

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It was time, right beyond this curtain was a cheering crowd of cutthroats to mofos, faggots to thots, druggies to thieves, the bad to the really, really fucking bad, taking an excited breath, you pulled on the rim of your fingerless gloves, ignoring the itchy feeling of the painted star over your left eye, no doubt the dye in your hair would also annoy you later on, but never did you regret making yourself up like this.

You loved the life that was written out for you, fucked all kinds of bitches, got more money than you could ever spend at once, and best of all, you got to do whatever the fuck you wanted, no one ever dared to try and mess with you, because they all knew that if they tried they'd just end up on your mattress anyway.

Licking your lips, you cheered back to the crowd as the curtains parted to bring you into the light of the stage, "ello thots!" The screaming of the crowd drowned out the troubled, mangled thoughts in your mind, dragging you right into the here and the now, making you internally thankful that life like this existed, a life that allowed someone as toxic as you to get wrecked enough to forget all your problems, to make all the pain that tugged on you constantly to temporarily go numb, even actually feel good if you deluded yourself enough.

Yeah, this was the fucking life.

Gripping ahold of the microphone you began to sing your heart into the bustling crowd, loving the adrenaline that filled you, forcing your body to forget all the stress it was under every twenty four hours.

But suddenly in the middle of your chorus, you almost messed up on the lyrics, suddenly feeling an amazing sensation travel through your body, clamping your joints at the feeling, you tried to act natural, holy shit what was this? This feeling was like when you took heroin, only so much better in every way, before you even knew it, the curtains dropped and your act was over, allowing you to finally collapse onto your knees, your entire frame buckling under the intense pleasure throbbing inside of you.

Where was the source of this amazing feeling? You needed to know, you needed more, "fuck it" without even thinking first, you escaped through the backstage and searched through the partying, and mostly shit faced drunk crowd of boisterous criminals.

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Koby was mesmerized, horrified even, he couldn't even begin to fathom whether to just go back to the entrance and leave, he heard the girl performing on stage and felt like collapsing, but no, your singing wasn't bad or anything like that, shit no, the pinkette had to actually check twice to make sure if he wasn't actually hearing the alluring and sinful voice of a demon.

It was the fact that he was listening to his soulmate, that was making him want to leave, a soulmate that didn't believe in him, a soulmate that played around with others instead of him, a soulmate so fucking intimidating and scary that he was simply drowning in your commanding presence.

He could barely feel Helmeppo shaking his shoulder in concern, futilely trying to awake him from his trance, but Koby just couldn't, your sparkling dyed hair, the passionate, excited expression you wore, the way you moved with such conviction, you may have been a devil, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't find you to be the darkest and most tempting of evil, one that no doubt was already corrupting him.

The boy was smitten, he was smitten hard and halfway through denial, he couldn't belong with you? Right? You were such a notorious name that sent unpleasant shivers down many people's backs, and he was a soldier of justice, someone who let others at ease and protected those who couldn't defend themselves, how could two opposites like you two make a whole without hurting one another? How could you two possibly make it work without changing at least a little?

Before the police officer even knew it, the curtains dropped and you were out of his sight, but not out of his mind, even though he finally snapped out of it, turning to the blonde beside him with a clouded expression, he tried not to wobble, "w-what? Who? What?" He couldn't even speak out right.

The blonde looked as he was about to question his actions, but then suddenly his head turned, eyes going straight to something behind the boy, and being the person he was, without even thinking he spun around to see what it was, and that's when his world felt like it just decided to sucker punch him in the low blow zone.

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Holy fuck, it was a boy, a cute, innocent looking boy that had adorable eyes, the cutest of getup's going on, what in the actual fuck? Was this a soulmate? No, no no no no you didn't want one, even more important, you didn't want one like, that?

The look in his eyes..it was too pure to look at, just knowing he was one of those sweet boys who's been waiting patiently, just for the intimate affection of their soulmate, it made you feel crushed under so much guilt, fuck, who in their fucking right mind decided to pair you up with him? Were they retarded?

Feeling a sick feeling pool in your stomach you immediately went to your life code of wat to do when you felt like this, B.D.F, the 'b' stood for booze, but seeing that the bar was a little too far for you to reach without probably crashing down you moved on to 'd', but there were no drugs around either, not even the smallest painkiller laying in sight, then that led you to 'f', for one night fucks.

Many men and women alike were around you, but you couldn't help but be primarily attracted to him, it was like seeing him flipped something off, it was a trigger, before you even knew it, you dashed right towards him, not even hesitating when you lunged out and tackled him to the floor, pushing many people aside causing them to lose hold on their drinks.

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Now here you were, straddling him, no doubt scaring the poor innocent out of his little, adorable mind, oh how you just wanted to fuck him up in so many ways, you wanted to corrupt him until there was no dirty word outside of his mental dictionary, you really honestly did, but unfortunately, deep down, it seemed you still had some humanity.

Feeling something cold jab your temple, you glared up to see a blonde your pinkette was apparently speaking with earlier, holding a pistol right to your face no less, vision flickering to his shoulder, you saw the collar of a police uniform poke out from under his clothes, damn, these goody-goody's were armed.

Raising your hands in surrender, you moved to get off your little officer, until the teen below you suddenly moved and gripped onto your hips, looking down in surprise, you froze seeing fear of rejection reflect in his eyes, "Helmeppo-san, please..let me take care of this" the blonde gave him a hesitant expression before reluctantly backing away.

Gazing into his shining, innocent eyes, you couldn't help but feel dirty under their gaze, once again you tried to get away from him but his grip only increased, making you feel panicked under his iron hold, shit he was fucking strong, it was such a turn on.

Frowning at your resistance, Koby felt his arms rub against your (S/Texture) skin, loving the way it felt against his own, looking into your enticing (E/C) orbs he felt his whole world warp around them, "I'm Koby, police officer" you blushed at the fitting name for the cute boy, "(L/N) (Y/N)" it was the only thing that could escape your lips, jesus why the fucking christ was it so suffocating in here?

Gently pulling a hand up to your cheek, you didn't even care when he rubbed his thumb over your painted star, causing your makeup to easily smear along with leaving a trail as where his thumb has gone, letting his fingers get tangled in your locks, you didn't fight against him as he pulled your face down.

Fuck, for someone so adorable his expression became so seductive so damn fast, and you were positive he wasn't even trying to seduce you, if he even knew how? But that didn't change the fact that he was so close to your lips, you could practically taste him already, shit how you wanted to completely dominate those kissable small lips until all he could taste was the Bacardi you practically inhaled before show.

But you fucking couldn't, you, someone who stole people's virginity on a daily basis as a sort of game, someone who didn't fucking care about personal space and all that bullshit, just couldn't bring yourself to steal that one particular, adorable piece of ass, the one you really wanted.

Just when he was about to catch your lips, you backed out, for the first time it was you, who didn't want to play this time, you couldn't corrupt someone like this, not when he was looking at you with those shining eyes of innocence, full of big dreams and so much hope, ohhh, you just knew that whoever paired you with him was laughing their ass off, karma finally seemed to have caught up to you, and in such an ironic way.

Feeling as if his pure presence was beginning to actually burn you from the inside, once again you tried to rip your hips free from his grasp, but to no avail, Koby just clung to you harder, oh for the love of fuck, whipping your head around, you tried to look for anyone who could possibly help you out of this situation, but as fate would have it, even though you just made a massive scene just a few moments ago, no one was even glancing in your direction as they danced and drank their problems away.

Damn skanks.

Feeling a cold sweat go down your spine, you froze up as his arms moved up, curling behind your shoulders, looking back down at his desperate eyes, your own body betrayed you by melting in his honeyed grasp, loving the way his hands rubbed your tense muscles as he once again pulled you down to him.

"What's wrong?" Oh god, he even sounded innocent with words like that, "I...I can't corrupt you, you're too...innocent, I'm too dirty for you-" your body froze in shock, going absolutely rigid, unable to process the failed signals your brain tried to send to your system's nerves, Koby kissed you, but not just a regular, any day, romantic kiss, you could just feel how the pinkette was throwing all the emotion he could into it, successfully drowning you under a tidal wave of passion.

Gently pulling away, your (E/C) eyes watered in surprise catching a glimpse of the hunger he kept chained up behind his eyes, "no, no you're not, (Y/N)-san...you're perfect just the way you are, and I know you won't let me down" letting the tears escape, you buried your face into his chest, sobbing uncontrollably as he sat up and comforted you, all while the blonde from earlier came back questioning what was happening.

Breathing in his scent of sweat, bubblegum and teenage hormones, you felt something inside you click in place, suddenly causing you to feel at ease, you knew you didn't deserve him, you knew he deserved better than you, but that was why you were going to turn yourself into someone who was worthy of him.

"I'm going to make it up to you, I'm going to make myself into someone who actually deserves you Koby" looking up into his warm golden eyes, you blinked when the police officer let out a small snort, "don't (Y/N)-san, you're perfect just the way you are to me, although, maybe you could tone it down with the drinking a bit, you taste a lot like Bacardi"

Blushing from embarrassment for the first time in years, you pouted turning away, "okay, soulmate" and you know what? Maybe you could actually live with one if it was him.