Zoro sighed and picked up Sanji. God fucking damn it.
He had a long drinking history himself and he knew fighting while drunk was not really a problem for him, but if you were delivering kicks up side down balancing on your hands, he might've have a slight problem even if he was a rather trained drunk fighter. Damn, if you weren't used to fight and drink at the same time, you ended like this. He sighed; Sanji was apparently not used to fighting while drunk.
His boots looked pretty nasty. There was no way he would step inside with them. Damned Love-cook, why aim for his boots? He shrugged them of his feet and walked just with his on socks back inside, Sanji unceremoniously draped over his shoulder.
Nobody noticed them and Zoro was glad. The air inside was still full of smoke and the light was pretty dim and helped concealing the humiliating stage Sanji was in. Everybody was busy drinking, smoking or making out. He noticed the blue haired girl all over Khoza; they both looked pretty occupied with shoving each other their tongues in their throats. Nami and Luffy were making out on the dance floor, same with Kalifa and Eisberg, both couples being oblivious to what was going on around them.
Usopp had the blond girl sitting in his lap, tongues intertwining with her, soft little moans escaping both of them.
Zoro sighed. Everybody seemed to have their fun, and he was carrying his passed out lover on his shoulder – yeah, great time fun. But he still liked having Sanji draped all over his body, even if it was due to the lack of consciousness.
He was about to carry Sanji upstairs when he noticed the absence of Kidd, Lucci, Law and Kaku.
"Shit." He mumbled under his breath. He hoped that Law and Kaku would survive the night, you'd never know - not if Kidd and Lucci were on your trail. He didn't really feel like explaining to Sanji why his two best friends wouldn't answer their cell phones any more.
He carried Sanji upstairs and stumbled over Franky and the black haired women who were making out in the hallway in front of Franky's room. Franky fumbled with his door knob and after a few breathless kisses his door finally swung open. Franky noticed Zoro standing in the hallway and winked him suggestively, than he pushed the black haired women inside and closed the door to his room, so it was left to Zoro's imagination what Franky and the black haired women might do right now…
As long as Franky was happy – and he definitely had been, just judging based on the look the shipwright had shown all over his face.
Zoro opened the door to his room and dumped Sanji on the floor in the adjoining bathroom. Sanji smelled slightly like puke, no way he was going to sleep with him in the same bed if he'd reek like this.
"Hey, wake up." He nudged Sanji careful with his foot. It worked.
"Zoro, what? Let me sleep…"
"Nah, don't think so. Can you stand?" He didn't even bother to wait for an answer from Sanji, he just bent down and helped him up. Sanji didn't look too stable on his feet, so Zoro supported him and put a toothbrush in his hand.
"Brush your teeth, your breath reeks pretty bad."
"Oh."
"Yeah. You need help?"
Sanji shot him a death glare: "No, thanks, I got it."
Sanji still leaned onto Zoro's broad frame, but he started brushing his teeth. Satisfied Zoro grabbed his own toothbrush and started getting rid of the taste of too much rum in his mouth.
After a while of silent brushing Sanji spit out and rinsed his mouth.
"Better?" Zoro asked.
"Yeah." Sanji walked out of the room and Zoro watched Sanji strip until he got under the covers, just in a pair of light blue boxers. Zoro finished up and got rid of his clothes, too. He snuggled under the covers and turned the light off.
He was about to close his eyes, when he felt Sanji move beside him. Sanji placed a hand on his hips and snuggled up to him. He shifted around a bit and after he had draped himself all over Zoro he let out a satisfied breath and murmured: "Now I'm able to sleep."
"Well, now I'm all hard, thanks to your wiggling, and I'm definitely not able to sleep anymore." Zoro grunted.
Sanji giggled. "I'm hard, too."
"I can feel that."
"Do you wanna do something about it?" Sanji suggested.
"What do you want?"
"You. Fuck me, Zoro."
Zoro felt his dick twitch in his briefs. Damn, those were the words he had longed to hear, but still: "I'd love to, but not now."
"Why? Don't you want me?" whined Sanji.
"I'm drunk, you still got plenty alcohol in your system and you just threw up. You're a virgin, right? Never had a man before? Yeah, thought so. I want you, believe me, I want to be inside you, buried to the hilt, I want to feel you writhing, trembling under my touch, I want that you scream my name when I come inside you so hard that it feels like another thrust. You got that?"
Zoro practically felt Sanji blushing. "Yeah, shitty marimo, so why don't you do me now?"
"I want that you feel as much as possible, I want that you remember every single second of it, I want that I remember every single second of it, I want it to be the most intense experience you ever had. I want to kiss you without tasting a hint of bile in your throat. So I'm not going to fuck you now, you understand?"
"Yes." Damn, Sanji's voice was all shaky and with his rather dirty talk he had aroused Sanji even more, he felt his erection poke in his back, more swiftly than before.
"Tomorrow I'll fuck your brains out. Don't tell me I haven't warned you."
"Zoro, come on, do something!" Sanji rubbed his erection in his back, trying to gain some friction.
Zoro let out an annoyed sigh: "Fine. I'll blow you. "
In one swift movement Zoro rolled Sanji on his back and got rid of his blue boxers. Without any warning he just dove down on the glistening cock presented to him like a yummy dessert. He swallowed Sanji whole and started to suck. He heard Sanji moan his name, damn, why was Sanji the hottest thing he ever had in his bed? He kept on bobbing his head down the entire length of Sanji's cock, he felt Sanji's hands in his hair that begged him to go faster, and he happily obliged.
He loosened the back of his throat and let Sanji thrust his hips in his face. He had Sanji buried to the hilt in his mouth and suddenly he put his hands on Sanji's hips and kept him there, than he started sucking and swallowing.
That was it and Sanji cried out and he felt hot cum running down his throat. He swallowed every single drop and let Sanji come down from his high.
He let Sanji's dick slip from his mouth and leaned back.
"My turn." He grinned.
Sanji looked up and met Zoro's hungry stare. He slipped between Zoro's legs and massaged his dick though the thin material of his boxers. Zoro moaned slightly and kept on staring down at Sanji while he got rid of his boxers.
"I have to warn you, Sanji, I'm pretty drunk. That means I'll probably last way longer-"
"Shut up, marimo, you love my mouth-" Sanji stopped talking because he had wrapped his mouth around Zoro's heavy dick and started licking and sucking.
Fuck, that felt good.
Zoro felt his dick twitch in Sanji's mouth and a muffled moan escaped his lips. Damn, curly-brow could suck some dick. He felt Sanji's tongue twirling around him, licking him, he felt Sanji suck and nibble, he felt Sanji's nails digging into his hips. Damn, that cook had some talent…
He swore that Sanji would suck no other dick than his – as long as he'd live. Fuck, did Sanji just bite? Shit, that was fucking hot, more, he needed more, he knew that he still needed a lot more till he would be satisfied…
"Argnh – deeper, curly, deeper-" He tried to thrust into Sanji's fucking hot mouth, but those steady hands still held him back.
Sanji worked his entire length, he licked up and down his shaft, than he only sucked on his tip, he swirled his talented tongue around it, but it still wasn't enough.
"More, Sanji-"
Sanji released his dick and snarled: "Damn, are you ready to come sometime soon? I'm getting tired here-"
"Put my cock back in your mouth, or nothing's gonna happen-"
"Don't be so damn cocky-"
"I told you if I'm drunk I need more time to come – wait, turn around, no not on your stomach, dumbass, on your back, yeah, like this, lay down-" Zoro adjusted Sanji beneath him and straddled Sanji's chest. He put his knees besides Sanji's torso so that his hard, dripping dick hung right in front of Sanji's face.
"Here, see, you don't have to do anything, just lay back, relax your throat and do what I tell you."
Zoro nudged Sanji's mouth open and put his dick back in the hot tight cavern that was Sanji's mouth. He held Sanji's head and moved it up and down his cock. Damn, this position was great. It gave him all the power he wanted over Sanji; he was completely dominant right now.
"Relax your throat, Sanji, so I can go deeper."
Sanji complied and Zoro could thrust his dick deep into Sanji's throat. Fuck, the feeling was indescribable. Sanji didn't need to do a thing, it was all him, he was simply using Sanji's mouth for his release, he bobbed Sanji's head up and down his length, he groaned, damn, fuck, he was finally getting closer-
"Suck, Sanji, suck – aargh, fuck, like this-"
He felt Sanji suck his length into his mouth, he saw his cheeks hollow in the faint light of the room, fuck, he drove deeper into his mouth, more, deeper, fuck-
"Suck more, Sanji, fuck-"
He buried his cock to the hilt into Sanji's mouth, Sanji swallowed him, and he finally felt his release. He came long and intense and Sanji swallowed it all, he didn't have a choice since Zoro was still holding Sanji's head on his cock, he knew he was almost choking him, but he didn't care, not as long as he felt his cum getting sucked out of his dick.
He needed a bit to come back down from his high, until he was able to move again, his hands were clasping Sanji's hair and he carefully untangled them from the blonde strands. He removed his dripping dick from Sanji's mouth, wiped it down with his discarded boxers and kissed the trails of saliva and cum from Sanji's face. It seemed like Sanji wasn't really able to talk.
He threw his now pretty dirty boxers out of the bed and curled his now relaxed body around Sanji. He placed his head above Sanji's and wrapped his arms around the thinner body. Their legs tangled automatically.
"Are you alright?" He whispered.
"Fuck… you warned me that you'd need longer than usual, but that was pretty intense…" Sanji's voice was all horse and rough, and Zoro chuckled.
Zoro hummed in contentment and was about to close his eyes, when Sanji whispered: "You know, I've been talking to Kaku tonight-"
"I saw that." Damn, his mood was about to go down again. Fucking Kaku, being all over Sanji like Sanji belonged to him… Yeah, luckily square-nosed fucker had now some other serious problems he should worry about, like some dangerous fucker named Rob Lucci, he was on his back, no more flirting with Sanji, Lucci wouldn't allow that-
"And Kaku said that there isn't such a thing as 'gay' or 'straight'-"
"There isn't?"
"No, it's all about your heart…"
"Why do you tell me this?"
"My heart likes you…"
Zoro chuckles: "So that was what you two were discussing so intensely?"
"You noticed?"
"Of course. You've been all over him the whole night."
"Jealous, marimo?"
"I don't like it when people occupy what's mine."
"Oh."
Fuck, Zoro thought, he pretty much confessed right there that he liked Sanji a lot. He knew that he considered Sanji as his, but he didn't plan on telling Sanji this, not in the near future, at least. But well, he was kinda drunk - and having Sanji in his arms after he received a pretty intense blow job apparently made him really relaxed and content. Whatever, maybe Sanji didn't hear right-
"You know what, Zoro?"
He grunted.
"You're mine, too."
As a response he kissed Sanji's shoulder and nuzzled into his neck.
"Goodnight, Sanji."
"Goodnight, Zoro."
They both fell asleep in mere seconds.
Zoro opened his eyes, damn, why was so much sunlight getting through the curtains? But his headache eased the second he noticed that he was curled around Sanji and that they both had pressed their bodies together like they would drown without as much body contact as possible.
Zoro engulfed in the warmth Sanji's body was radiating, fuck, just the smell of Sanji's skin made him hard, he didn't want to untangle himself from the other man, but shit, his bladder was killing him, that was probably the reason why he woke up in the first place. He groaned and carefully shrugged Sanji's arms off, untangled his legs from Sanji's and got up. He immediately missed the heat Sanji had provided, damn, it was cold without him.
In all his naked glory he walked over to the bathroom and took care of the pressing needs of his bladder. He assumed he could brush his teeth while he was still up in the bathroom, his mouth tasted kinda stale and all, and he planned on giving Sanji a sweet awakening kiss, and it would be enough if one mouth would taste like shit. He rinsed his now definitely better tasting mouth and even thought about taking a shower, but fuck this, he was going back to bed, he would shower after he woke Sanji up with a not so innocent kiss, which would probably lead to more sweating and other dirty substances…
He walked back in his bedroom and got back under the covers and finally finished draping Sanji all over his body again when Sanji stirred and got up. Fuck, curly should come back to bed-
"Where are you going?"
"Bathroom."
"You're coming back to bed?"
"Yeah, just need to take a piss-"
Zoro grinned and couldn't wait for Sanji's return. He heard the toilet flush, but Sanji wasn't coming back, shit, was that fucker taking a shower? He heard the faucet of the sink and figured that Sanji was brushing his teeth too, he didn't mind a sticky and sweaty body since he was planning to make Sanji a little more sticky and sweaty, but he still wanted Sanji to taste good, he was a realist, he knew wake up kisses just tasted really bad, all stale and shit, especially after a party…
Sanji came back and Zoro just had to stare at his beautiful body, his pale skin, almost perfect, just disrupted by a couple hickeys, love bites and bruises were marring his creamy skin, but damn, he fucking liked seeing Sanji's skin all covered with his marks.
"What are you waiting for? Come back to bed-" Zoro complained.
"Just thought that I'd let you enjoy the view a bit." Sanji smirked.
"You're such a goddamn tease, move your scrawny ass over here or I'll come and get you!"
Sanji complied and curled his body back around Zoro's, trying to press as much naked skin together as possible. Zoro wrapped his heavy arms around the thinner man's body and massaged the knotted muscles of Sanji's back.
"Keep doing that-" Sanji moaned.
"You like my hands on you, don't you?"
"Moron, of course, or I wouldn't be here."
Zoro chuckled and grabbed a fistful of Sanji's blond hair and jerked his head back so he could stare into the blonde's eyes. "Fuck, Sanji, even if you wouldn't like my hands on you, they'd still be there because I can't fucking think straight if you're draped around me like this, naked, hot, moaning-"
He closed the space between their faces and kissed Sanji with all his desire, with all his need, with all his power; he easily slipped his tongue between Sanji's lips and their tongues battled, because everything they did was fight, but Zoro won easily and forced Sanji's tongue into submission. He buried his hand in Sanji's hair, yanked on the strands without letting go of his mouth, demonstrating who had the power – but he didn't think about Sanji's legs; Sanji wrapped them around his torso, wrestled with him, they rolled all over the bed, flopped down to the floor and still Zoro wouldn't let go of Sanji's mouth, Sanji's mouth belonged to him and only to him, he expressed his possessiveness towards Sanji with his raging kiss, he didn't mind the hard impact on the ground, all he cared about was never letting go of Sanji's mouth.
He felt Sanji go limp in his arms and he mused that Sanji finally accepted his claim. He let go of the addicting lips and propped Sanji up in his lap. His lips were all red and swollen and he drew in shaky breaths. Sanji pressed his forehead against Zoro's and they both tried to regain some composure.
"I will fuck you, Sanji." Zoro stated.
Sanji nodded and placed a soft kiss on his neck. Suddenly he picked his head back up: "Why am I the one who'll get fucked?"
Zoro chuckled and brushed a strand of silky blond hair out of Sanji's face: "I will top you because I always top. That's how it works with me. But shit, you are probably the only person I'd allow that you'd top me… So yeah, I guess you can top me, but shit, I first have to be inside you, I need to take you, all reasons aside… Let's make a deal, you can top me when I'm done topping you."
Sanji blushed madly and Zoro kissed him again. "So that's fine for you?" He asked after he drew back.
"Yeah, fuck, Zoro, I want you now, don't fucking talk so long 'bout it, my dick is going to burst just because of you talking dirty to me-" Sanji couldn't finish his sentence because Zoro had picked him up and dumped him on the bed.
Zoro's erection was literally painful right now, fuck, his dick stood up all proud and almost pointed in Sanji's direction when he stalked around the bed and just watched Sanji squirm and writhe on the disheveled covers.
"I'm going to take you, I ain't no girl, you ain't no girl, it's gonna be rough-"
"Shut the fuck up, swordboy, and touch me! Take me, fuck me, suck me, do me, screw me-"
"Stop talking, curly, or I'll shut you up with my dick-"
Finally Zoro climbed on the bed and on top of Sanji, fuck, he thought he could feel the passion, the attraction, the magnetic pull between their bodies, he wanted the man beneath him like he never wanted something else in his life before, he wanted to cherish the pale body, he wanted to leave more marks on the silky skin, he wanted to do him hard, to claim that Sanji was his and only his, forever, he wanted to make Sanji feel loved, because that was what he did, he fucking loved Sanji.
"Kiss me." He whispered into Sanji's ear.
Sanji obliged and trailed small kisses from his neck to his collarbone, than he nibbled on his Adam's apple, sucked, Zoro ground down into Sanji's body, he let out a throaty moan, he didn't care if he was too loud or if he gave his pleasure away, he was with Sanji, in his bed, where else could he express what he was truly feeling, where else could he act like this, free, unbound, just on his instincts?
Fuck, his instincts told him to dominate Sanji until he was a quivering mess – Zoro grabbed Sanji's head and brought his mouth close to his ear and whispered: "I'll make you cum so often, you'll pass out, you won't be able to walk-"
As an answer Sanji bit down on his shoulder, hard – FUCK!
They rocked their hips together, more, fuck, more!
Shit, he wanted to take Sanji, right, where was his mind – he got up and searched the dresser for some lube-
"Fucking marimo, come back, we're not done-"
"Shitty cook, I'm looking for some lube here, I don't want to tear your asshole apart, I'm not really a fan of blood-"
"Fine. Hurry the fuck up."
Zoro almost broke the drawer in his frantic search for lube but he finally found the bottle. He grabbed it and pinned Sanji back down with his free hand.
"Lay still." He commanded and to his surprise Sanji obliged without a snappy retort.
He squeezed a fair amount of lube onto Sanji's stomach and Zoro witnessed Sanji's stomach muscles clench under the cold liquid, fuck, that was hot.
"Don't move too much, I'll need this-"
He dipped his index finger into the clear liquid and smeared some of the lube around Sanji's quivering stomach, dipping his finger into Sanji's belly button, Sanji moaned, he clenched his teeth, bit down on his lips – just because Zoro massaged his lower stomach – fuck, the cook was the death of him, he was undoing him just with his voice, with his deep and throaty moans…
He scooped up a little lube in his hands and massaged Sanji's cock, curly buckled under his touch, fucking hot, Sanji tried to thrust into his hands, but he wouldn't let him, he kept him with his other arm pinned to the bed. He felt Sanji's legs protest, they were kicking his back with his god damn flexibility, motherfucker could deliver some hard ass kicks, but he did everything in his power to keep Sanji pinned beneath him.
"Touch me…" Sanji whispered desperately, but Zoro withdrew his hand, he got a harsh kick in his back for this, but he was fucking suffering right now, he was pretty sure his dick was leaking onto the sheets right now, he didn't even touch it yet, just because of the fucking arousing sight just before his eyes.
He leaned down again and bit down harshly on Sanji's lower lip.
"That's for the kicks in my back, curly. Hold still-"
But Sanji's mouth was on his again and he couldn't finish his command, Sanji's tongue was challenging his again, Sanji's arms wrapped around his torso and their bodies were pressed together again, skin on skin, Zoro felt the cold pile of lube on Sanji's stomach sticking to him-
"Curly, you got lube all over me-" He complained when Sanji moved from his mouth to his chest and started sucking on his nipples.
He was about to shove Sanji back down again, when that fucker bit down on his nipple – hard. Fuck, it hurt and was disturbingly arousing, he felt his dick twitch, he rubbed his erection on Sanji's thigh, fuck, he was on fire, burning lust running though his veins, letting him forget anything else besides the man beneath him.
He slicked his hand again on their chests and trailed his lubed hand down to Sanji's dick, gave him two hard strokes and moved farther, fondled his balls and finally probed at his entrance.
"Feel me." Zoro rasped and bit down on Sanji's earlobe while he thrust with his index finger into Sanji's hot cavern.
"FUCK!"
"Feel it, Sanji, feel me-" Zoro moved his finger in and out of Sanji while he nibbled on Sanji's neck and farther down on his collarbone, he bit down on it and at the same time shoved his finger knuckle deep into Sanji.
He trailed his mouth farther down and kept on moving his finger in the rhythm he was rubbing his dick at Sanji's thigh, he added another finger when he bit down on Sanji's nipple, he thought he tasted some blood, but Sanji didn't seem to mind, Sanji was fucking hard, he could take it a little rougher, he increased the speed his slicked fingers were moving in and out of Sanji, he tried to stretch him as far as possible, but fuck, Sanji was tight.
He made some scissoring movements, but he felt Sanji's walls clamping down on him, resisting the intrusion, but he moved his fingers both knuckle deep-
"Feel me-"
"Shit, Zoro, there!"
Zoro chuckled, finally he found the spot, Sanji was bucking his hips like a mad man, but Zoro withdrew his fingers quickly.
"Shithead, put them back in-"
Zoro just shook his head and got on his knees beside Sanji and slicked his dick with the remaining lube from their chests.
"I'll fuck you now." He warned Sanji and lined his throbbing cock up with Sanji's pink entrance.
He drew in a shaky breath, fuck, he was about to do it, he'd fucking fantasized over this like a thousand times and he was finally here, Sanji was real, he was really beneath him, legs spread in anticipation, quivering, trembling, moaning – He had savored the moment long enough and pushed in, slowly, FUCK; Sanji was fucking hot, fucking tight, fuck, shit, he was going to come right there, fuck; he pressed a little farther, carefully observed Sanji's expression, he could see his pain in his face, but he couldn't stop, not now.
He kept going until he was fully seated inside Sanji, he looked down where their bodies were connected, fuck, he never saw something more arousing, something more thrilling than his dick almost buried to the hilt into Sanji's body.
"Are… are you alright?" He asked; it was a fucking miracle that his voice still worked.
"Fuck, you're huge-"
Zoro chuckled. "I'm about to move-"
Slowly he pulled out of Sanji's tight heat, fuck, the friction, why was Sanji so tight, fuck, he loved it that he was Sanji's first. He locked eyes with Sanji again and he met a heated blue gaze that seemed to scream: Fucking move, moss-head!
With one hand he grabbed Sanji's hips and tried to steady him; he buried the other hand in Sanji's hair again and yanked him up so that his stomach muscles rippled, he was face to face with him and he let his lips scrape over the other man's – than he slammed back inside and both of them let out a scream, fuck, why was Sanji so fucking hot and tight, fuck, fuck, fuck-
"Does it hurt?"
"Fuck, it does, but marimo, fucking move, I like the pain-"
Zoro let go of Sanji's hair and forced Sanji to lie back down, he tried to change the angle slightly. He drew back, he concentrated on not banging the ever living shit out of Sanji, he could do this after Sanji wasn't as tight as right now, he had to be careful or he would tear him apart. He slid back inside and he knew the cry Sanji let out was definitely from pleasure and not from pain this time.
Zoro would've grinned right now, but he was damn busy drawing back and forth, trying to hit that spot dead on again and again, trying not to come from that overwhelming tightness surrounding him-
"More, Zoro, more-"
"Fuck, Sanji, you're fucking hot-"
He found Sanji's head again, they crashed their mouths together, both not able to kiss properly, too busy to absorb the mind numbing pleasure, they could just grind their mouths together, lick, bite, he reached with his hands between their sweaty bodies, got a hold of Sanji's weeping cock and stroked it in the rhythm of his thrusts, fuck, he had to thrust harder now, more, deeper-
"FUCK!" Sanji screamed and he felt his whole body tense when he came violently, all over their stomachs, all over Zoro's hand; he let go of Sanji's cock and concentrated on his own task, his thrusts became deeper and more intense, fuck-
"Sanji, I need you, deeper-"
"Take me." Sanji wrapped his long legs around Zoro's ass and added more force to every single one of Zoro's thrusts.
Zoro felt his mind going blank, there was nothing left, just this wonderful hot tightness, just this one face, just this one name he wanted to scream, just this one body he needed-
"SANJI!" He screamed and with one last violent thrust he came – he felt nothing and everything, he just felt Sanji, all he ever wanted, stars exploded, he exploded, he dug his nails into Sanji's skin to not lose him, to not fade away into this mind-blowing pleasure, because it wasn't pleasure if there wasn't Sanji with him.
When he was able to open his eyes again he was on top of Sanji, both of their chests heaving heavy. He got up on his arms and looked down on the quivering blonde mess beneath him.
"You alright?" He forced his voice to say, fuck, he was all raspy, he was mildly surprised that he even was able to form coherent thoughts –
Sanji just blinked at him and buried his hands into Zoro's hair and brought both their mouths together. They shared a shaky kiss, less passionate but with more feeling delivered. When they broke apart Sanji said: "Now it's my turn to fuck you."
Zoro grinned: "I don't think so."
"But...but you said I could top you!"
"I said you can top me when I'm done topping you – and I ain't done here." To prove his point he rolled his hips and Sanji moaned, Zoro had never pulled out and he was already growing hard again. He reached for Sanji's cock again and stroked him.
"What are you doing…fuck! Ah, there, move, harder, no, stop, shit, harder, Zoro!"
Zoro just smirked. He kept on massaging Sanji's cock to full hardness again and felt his blood boil, he fucking loved to be inside Sanji, he never wanted to leave him. He'd never felt such a raw and primal need before, he could just hold on Sanji and thrust in and out, harder, deeper, more.
He let go of Sanji's dick and just concentrated on the overwhelming feeling of being inside Sanji. Fuck, he was so tight and so hot; he just rammed his cock into Sanji again and again, until he felt nothing but pleasure, nothing but need, nothing but passion.
Sanji just laid beneath Zoro and all he could feel was the marimo above him, moving in and out of him, thrusting, making him feel like he was on fire, hitting that incredible spot inside him again and again, so that each time Zoro's cock brushed against that bundle of nerves he just saw stars, his vision went blank and only one thought would cloud his brain: Zoro, more!
He never felt so animalistic, he never felt so at someone's mercy, but he never thought that it would bring so much unbearable pleasure. He was over stimulated, but he could just endure it, he already felt his orgasm built again, fuck, he needed to come so bad, Zoro kept on hitting that spot-
He tried to grab his cock, to pump his weeping dick, but Zoro swatted his hand away and grinned devilishly at Sanji, and kept on with his murderous pace.
"Don't touch yourself, do you understand?" Zoro rasped.
"Zoro, please, let me touch me-"
"I…said…no!" Zoro managed to shout while he bent down and bit Sanji's nipple. Sanji bucked his hips, tried to get away from the pain, buried his hands in Zoro's hair and pulled himself up into his lap. He used Zoro's shoulders for support and moved up and down on Zoro's length. He felt Zoro's huge hands digging into his back, leaving deep scratches without doubt.
The pressure was building, he couldn't bear the coiling heat in his gut any more, it was too much-
"Zoro, touch me, please-" He begged and Zoro listened, he felt a calloused hand fondling his dick, squeezing it, one more violent thrust, right on his prostate, Zoro's hand on his dick – and he came, spurting his seed all over their stomachs, adding to the mess he'd made before.
Zoro let go of his dick, but he never stopped pounding into him like a mad men.
He never really went soft, his dick just stayed hard and he just let Zoro fuck him senseless.
After Sanji came countless time and Zoro was still fucking him raw and deep he felt his body go numb, he couldn't even feel Zoro anymore, he felt his mind shut down, he felt all the pleasure draining his body…
Zoro's voice reached him before he'd shut his eyes: "Sanji, fuck, squeeze your ass-"
"What?" He asked faintly.
"Squeeze your goddamn ass-"
Sanji couldn't move a muscle, but with his last stamina he squeezed his ass around Zoro's huge shaft, he heard Zoro moan his name and he felt him ejaculate inside him, the last thing he saw was a glimpse of green before exhaustion took over and he passed out.
Sanji was surrounded by warmth and something was massaging gently his scalp. He moaned at the feeling, but shit, his throat felt all raw.
He opened his eyes and noticed that he was in the bath tub with Zoro who was the one who massaged his scalp. He leaned into the feeling and groaned. His whole body was relaxed and he leaned against Zoro's broad frame.
Zoro nuzzled into his neck and asked: "How do you feel?"
He thought that Zoro never sounded as affectionate as he did right now. "I guess I'm alright." He managed to say. His voice was still all horse and raw, shit, he had screamed a lot. Zoro hummed in contentment and continued to wash Sanji's limp body.
"You passed out." Zoro stated.
"Were you worried?"
"No," he laughed, "I was close to pass out, too. Fuck, Sanji, I think I never fucked someone as arousing as you, I think I never lasted as long before…"
"Shit, you didn't even pull out-" Sanji blushed at this thought.
"Yeah, you were so tight… You know you ruined me for other man, I'll never be able to fuck someone else after this morning."
Sanji grinned. "I think I came like ten times-"
"I didn't count it, but shit, I'm not sure if you're able to walk." Zoro chuckled.
"That ain't funny, marimo! I still need to make some breakfast, people are counting on me-"
"I'd say it's lunchtime by now. I appreciate your eagerness to be a good Galleya worker, but shit, Sanji, you know we had a party last night and we went to bed early. I'd be surprised if someone else would be already up, and if they are, I'm pretty sure they spent the morning just like we did…"
"You think so?"
"Yeah. Stay with me a little longer."
Sanji rose in the bath tub and turned around. He wrapped his tired arms around Zoro's neck and faced his lover.
"I'll stay with you, marimo. But I still have a job to fulfill and there are my beautiful Nami-chan and Kalifa-chan, and I need to bury Zeff… There's still a lot on my mind, but I know that this-" He pointed all around them- "This is my future. You belong to me now, Zoro, there won't be any other man for you, there won't be any other girl for you, same for me, it's just us now."
Instead of a reply Zoro kissed Sanji on his mouth, sweet but intense, careful not to hurt their swollen and bloody lips any further.
"The water is getting cold, come on curly, get up."
They got out of the bath and they dried themselves. Sanji felt every single muscle in his body protest, he felt a slight pain in his ass, but shit, it was all worth it. Zoro must've noticed his strained face when he slipped into his new designer suit, but Zoro was so kind and didn't mock him for his weakness, just helped him silently to shrug on his jacket.
Suddenly Sanji felt really insecure. Zoro never said that he liked fucking Sanji, he just assumed that he did, and if he did interpret Zoro's word from the bath tub right…
"You liked fucking me, right? You'll fuck me again?"
Zoro laughed: "Shit cook, there's nothing else I'm going to do for the next few years."
"I still need to cook a lot and spent time with my friends, you know that?"
"Yeah, as long as you're not in this room I'll let you have your freedom; you can pretty much do whatever you want, except flirting with other man – or woman. But at night you're going to stay with me, you're going to sleep in this bed. Your nights belong to me, Sanji."
"Not only my nights belong to you." He said and kissed Zoro again. Even if his lips still hurt, shit, everything was sore and hurt, he would never stop kissing Zoro.
Zoro grinned and shrugged on some clothes. He opened the door and motioned Sanji to follow him downstairs. It was still pretty quiet in the whole house and Zoro started making some coffee, Sanji guessed that coffee was the only thing Zoro was capable of making… He lit up a cig and started some nutritious breakfast, they sure would need it.
Zoro sat down at their huge dining table and nipped on his coffee while he watched Sanji prepare breakfast or lunch or whatever.
One after another of their nakama came downstairs. Usopp and a delighted looking Kaya were the first to come down, both had dark circles around their eyes and they yawned almost synchronically, but Usopp help Kaya's hand and they both sat down on the chair next to Zoro, Kaya in Usopp's lap. They talked a bit, they tried to keep their voices down, they didn't want to disrupt the sleep of the others and they were all a little tired and exhausted.
Shortly after Kaya and Usopp a super happy looking Franky jumped down the stairs, followed by Robin, who looked as fresh and relaxed as she just left a spa. Zoro grinned, he knew exactly why Franky was such in a good mood and why Robin seemed really relaxed… He didn't comment on the obvious, though.
Khoza and Vivi joined them next, tired but definitely blissful. Zoro wondered if every friend of Sanji's found some partner within the Galleya workers, but he quickly forget his thoughts when he kept on watching Sanji twirl around in the kitchen.
Shanks, Eisberg and Kalifa came in and joined the group around the dining table, chatting and waiting for something to eat.
Sanji served the food when Luffy and Nami came down the stairs, shortly behind them Chopper tried not to fall down the stairs while he stumbled, probably still kinda intoxicated. They all seemed pretty exhausted from the party the last night and dug into Sanji's food like they didn't get anything to eat in years.
After Sanji had served the last dish he finally sat down next to Zoro and they both locked eyes for a few seconds. Zoro broke their eye contact and suddenly stood up.
"What are you doing, shitty marimo, eat my damn food-" Sanji complained but Zoro ignored him.
"I got an announcement to make." Zoro said, being all serious: "Sanji belongs to me. You got it?"
Everybody stopped eating for a second and just stared at them. Sanji just thought: What the fuck? Did the marimo just made their relationship all public? Yeah, he did, he answered his rhetorical question in his head.
Luffy started to laugh really hard and got whacked in the head by Nami for spitting some food on her.
"Haha, Zoro, you're funny, Sanji belonged to you from the very beginning-" Everybody chuckled and they all continued eating breakfast in peace.
Zoro sat back down to Sanji and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth. Sanji bent down to Zoro's ear and whispered: "Marimo, I think you just turned me gay, just for you."
"Just for you." Zoro breathed back. He never was as happy as he was right now. But then he noticed that Ace was still not back from Smoker, he didn't hear anything from him. He also realized that Kidd and Law were missing, too. He hoped that was just a coincidence and that Kidd hadn't been all serious with his revenge plans. But he knew for sure that it wasn't a coincidence that Lucci and Kaku were not here, too. Now that he knew for sure that Sanji was his and only his he didn't feel the urge to see Kaku dead anymore. He hoped that he was still alive, he didn't want that Sanji had to bear more losses. But fuck it, he thought, he was here, with Sanji, and after breakfast he would go back to bed with him. And after they'd sleep for a couple hours he would take Sanji again, maybe two or three times before dinner. And then, after dinner and after some training, probably some sparring or fighting with Sanji, he would fuck Sanji again, and then he would let Sanji fuck him, and then he'd fuck Sanji again and then they'd sleep again, together in their bed.
He couldn't wait for the future.
Yay! It's complete! Now, leave a review, tell me what you think!
I'll probably write more ZoSan in this AU, but first I need to create the stories around Lucci and Kaku, Kidd and Law, Smoker and Ace, and I'm planning on some LuNa oneshot... You got any preferences what you wanna have first? I'm kinda writing them all at the same time right now and it's not really productive, I wanna concentrate on just one story... well, pm me or tell me in a review!
love, M.