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The bell jingles as Zoro leaves the store with the goods in hand. The cook may not always say what he wants or likes or what’s really on his mind for that matter, but Zoro believes he’s gotten pretty good at reading him. This will certainly put that to the test.
Sanji’s difficulty is that he would rather serve himself on a platter to anyone, give away every ounce of himself rather than mention something that he wants. It can get exhausting, Zoro has tried to force it out of him. It only had the opposite effect, Sanji clammed up and pulled away. He hated that week Sanji was there but he wasn’t, just running through the motions all an act. The others noticed after a few days and Nami had subsequently knocked him over the head and asked what he did, Needless to say, she was not pleased. She gave him advice on how to fix this and at no extra charge the advice, not to force Sanji to talk about things, he’ll talk when he’s ready.
Yeah right, that’s not gonna happen so Zoro just got good at reading him, which was having positive effects already, like seeing his eye light up when he brought the new frying pan the cook had been eyeing off during their last shopping trip and to this current gift he has in his hands. Sometimes sanji would look a little to long at dresses in the windows at first Zoro just thought he was thinking about Nami or Robin in one of them but the look had been more close to longing then lust and then there where the times in bed where sanji had been more feminine, not taking to well to any words that insinuated he was a he at all. It was confusing at first but Zoro got better at reading when those times were happening and instead used neutral words which worked. Then one time without thinking at all good girl slipped past his lips, Sanji had orgasmed on the spot but once out of the after sex haze had clammed up, They didn’t fuck for a while after that but Zoro gave him space and never mentioned it.
Once Sanji did open back up again thankfully it wasn’t for a week this time Zoro started to slowly give Sanji more feminine things when the time was right. Mainly some jewellery, flowers though that was awkward but worth it for the look on Sanji's face (not to mention the sex) then some safe clothes. Today though was very different, he had seen Sanji looking at this particular outfit, a lingerie set. Zoro had at first misread the situation and may have called him Mister nose bleed. Wrong course of action evident by the lack of a heel coming full pelt at his head and the look on Sanji's face a mix of hurt and anger before he huffed and walked away without a word.
Finally, he’s found Sanji, without thinking he rushes over and grabs the cook by his arm and starts to drag him off. He doesn’t make it very far before Sanji rips his arm out of his grip.
“What the hell moss head I was in the middle of shopping” Sanji shouts in his face. Rude honestly he just got him a gift and he’s yelling in his face.
“Come on cook we’re going back to the room” Zoro grabs his arm again this time a bit tighter.
“Back to the room! Are you kidding me, what part of ‘in the middle of shopping’ do you not understand!?” Sanji tries to yank back his arm once again though this time he is unsuccessful. More sharp words on the tip of his tongue but before he can use them he takes in Zoro's appearance, he still hasn’t met Sanji's gaze, his cheeks have a slight red tinge to them and his palms are clammy. What is the stupid moss ball up to now? Quite frankly he was happy not to see him for the rest of the day after how this morning went.
Almost everything in him is telling him to fight this whatever this is and send Zoro on his way but that look of uncertainty on Zoro’s face makes him reconsider. With a huff, he stops fighting.
“Fine then follow me” Sanji starts to walk back to their room.
“Oi, I can lead the way” Zoro tugs on his arm.
Sanji looks over his shoulder at him, a look on his face that says Are you serious.
“Do you want to go back to the room or walk around for an hour?”
Zoro mutters under his breath but goes along with Sanji.
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Their hands are sweaty by the time they make it to the hotel but neither can bring themselves to let go just yet. That is until the door closes behind them, Zoro pushes Sanji up against the door the moment it closes. The kiss is full force from the get-go, hands wandering down Sanji's side to grab hold of his waist squeezing tight while pulling him in close to grind the crotches together. Zoro bites Sanji's lower lip as he pulls back, drawing a gasp from Sanji.
“Hold on a second, I have something for you” Zoro lifts up the bag he’s been carrying. “Here I ah I got this for you, you can try it on in the bathroom if you want.”
Sanji looks at him rather confused as he takes the bag “Ah thank you I guess?”
“If you don’t want it, give it back” Zoro goes to grab the bag but before he can, Sanji pulls it tight to his chest.
“No it's mine, no takies backies” and with that, he walks into the bathroom.
Now that his plan is set in motion Zoro goes to sit on the edge of the bed to wait. Time starts to stretch on and still no Sanji in sight. He’s beginning to get rather nervous as time continues to drag on and Sanji has still not exited the bathroom. Maybe the gift was too much, fuck what was he thinking Of course this was too much.
Before he can stand up the bathroom door opens revealing Sanji looking rather bashful, one arm across his chest and the other going down to cover his crotch. He’s blushing to high heaven and back, and seas is Zoro lost in the beauty that stands before him. There in front of him stands sanji in a shear baby pink lingerie dress that laces like a corset till just under the breasts then splits down the middle, a matching baby pink garter belt that is keeping up some baby pink mid thigh stockings that have some fancy lace along the top and tying it all together is the lacy baby pink crotchless panties. That sight alone is enough to make a man believe in heaven. Of course, there is one last addition but that can wait for now.
Placing his hands on either side of himself to lean back, he tilts his head to the side and with a smile purrs out “come here baby” skipping right past lust to infatuation.
How could Sanji not listen to such a request paired with such an irresistible display? So with confidence still not the highest, Sanji makes a slow stride over to his beloved moss head. The moment he is within arm's reach Zoro grabs his sides to pull him in closer. Now with him close Zoro pushes his head into Sanji's tummie and groans, sliding his hands up to tease at Sanji’s nipples.
“Seas you look so fucking good curls” After saying this he bites at Sanji’s stomach insatiable with his touch, to be lucky enough to touch such enticing beauty he must have done something right in his life. He’s pulled out of these thoughts when he hears Sanji make a little sound as he places his hands on top of his head and runs his fingers through his hair. Zoro can’t help but lean into the touch.
“You think so” Sanji whispers in the smallest voice Zoro’s ever heard from the cook, his nerves must still be on end, unable to ever see themselves as something to be desired. This is Zoro's greatest challenge he will face in his life, not to prove that he loves Sanji but that he is worthy of being loved, of being cherished.
“I know so” he’s not the best with words but actions that’s where he thrives. He starts to kiss Sanji’s stomach starting when the dress splits and then kisses his way down, hands caressing down Sanji’s sides with him as he goes. Though words aren’t his forte he tries, between each kiss little words of affirmation spill from his lips. His attempt to boost Sanji’s confidence seems to be working, Sanji has his head tipped slightly back, one hand still on Zoro’s head, fingers threaded in his hair and the other has slipped down to his back, cute little sounds escaping his open mouth.
It’s now or never he knows he needs to be careful with this but oh seas will it be worth it.
“I have one more thing for the outfit” he bites the strap of the panties and pulls back letting it snap back into place before looking up to meet Sanji’s gaze.
“Umm, what is it?” Sanji bites his bottom lip as he continues to run his fingers through Zoro’s hair.
Pulling back slightly, Zoro removes one hand from Sanji's side and pulls a weird little pink thing from his haramaki.
“You can say no curls but I think you’ll like it” That’s the only warning he gets before Zoro slips the circular part down the length of his cock then pushes his balls through it as well. Sanji lets out a little gasp followed by a hum.
“But what is it”
“A little cage it’ll keep you all pretty and out of the way” Zoro finally reveals as he stuffs Sanji's cute little cock into the cage then locks it up, Once finished he kisses the tip of Sanji’s cock and watches smugly as it twitches in response.
If Zoro thought Sanji was red before he was mistaken, Sanji is blushing bright red from the tips of his ears all the way down his chest, both hands now covering his face and that just won't do. Zoro grabs Sanji’s waist and pulls him onto his lap, arms wrap around Sanji's middle hugging him close and nuzzling his face into the crook of Sanji’s neck.
Sanji moves his arms to lay over Zoro’s shoulders as he tilts his head to the side to rest against Zoro’s. He’s still a little unsure about all this, but Zoro is making it hard to think this could be bad in any way.
“My pretty little cook”
Before Sanji can respond Zoro is kissing him, surely all this shouldn’t feel this good but it's hard to think that way with Zoro's tongue almost down his throat. Extra difficult when he feels his hands begin wandering up to his nipples once again, pinching them and rolling them between his fingers. Sanji arches his back pulling away from the kiss with a moan.
“Why don’t you get down on your knees and get me nice and ready for you my pretty little cook”
Sanji is in a wonderful little haze as he slides off Zoro's lap and onto the floor, face going straight to nuzzling at Zoro's crotch, losing himself to the smell of his musk. A whine slips past his lips, fuck he smells so good. Without thinking his hand goes to grab his dick only to be met with the plastic of his little cage, a whimper leaves his throat.
“Now now princess hands up here”
His arms feel heavy as Zoro lifts them and places his hands on his thighs. Sanji lets out a high-pitched moan straight onto Zoro's dick. seas the fog of pleasure is taking him fast today he's not so sure he wants to know why (he knows).
He feels Zoro's hand grab his chin and push his face back, he can't help the whimper that leaves him. Zoro hushes him as he rubs his thumb along his bottom lip. Sanji opens his eyes at the sound of a zipper, When had he closed his eyes? He’s met with one of his favourite sights, Zoro's cock.
“There you go, all yours, princess.” Sanji can hear the smug little smirk his moss head must have plastered on his face, but he's too out of it to care. He’ll have to get him back later.
He wastes no time diving forward and rubbing his cheek along Zoro's dick. Zoro loves it when Sanji lets go and behaves like his true self and he especially loves it when he lets go in bed and becomes a dick hungry slut.
Sanji kisses down his shaft then noses at his balls humming contentedly. Fuck what a sight he makes, would be even better if he could see his face. With that thought Zoro runs his hand through Sanji's hair pushing his fringe out of the way. He is rewarded with happy little hums as Sanji starts licking and sucking on his balls. For a man who is always going on about how much he stinks and how much he hates it, he sure seems to love how his crotch smells. One could almost say he’s addicted to it. Maybe it’s not that he can't stand the smell but that it arouses him too much, now that's a thought.
Once seemingly satisfied he licks his way up, tongue swirling around the tip before taking him into his mouth. He lets Sanji have his fun for a bit before tightening his grip in Sanji’s hair and pushing his head down, shoving his dick down his throat. Sanji's eyes widen and fill with tears as he chokes for a moment before he relaxes his throat, eyes rolling up as a moan rips from his throat.
He holds him there for a moment before pulling Sanji's head almost all the way off then pushing him all the way down once again, he soon finds a good rhythm using Sanji's head like one would a fleshlight and seas does sanji love it, his face is a mess drool pooling out of his mouth wetting Zoro's crotch profusely. Tears running down his cheeks eyes rolled up so far he could probably see his brain and he’s moaning so loud even with a dick down his throat he could put a whore to shame. He’s truly lost to the world; his only focus is being used for the pleasure he brings.
Zoro groans at the sight “fuck princess you're so good, such a good girl for me, take me so well”
The praise goes straight to his dick as he cums hard, he couldn't stop it if he tried and oh fuck if that isn’t the hottest thing Zoro’s ever seen, only one way to make it better. He pulls Sanji off his dick as he cums covering his face and getting some of it in his hair.
“Fuck if you're not the hottest thing in all the blues” Zoro loosens his grip in Sanji’s hair trading the tight grip for softly running his fingers through his hair, with the bonus of spreading his cum throughout it (Don't tell Sanji).
Sanji grunts and with a fucked out voice says “Did you have to get it all over my face, let alone my hair?!”
He goes to bring a hand up to whip it away but it's stopped by Zoro grabbing his arm.
“Yes”
Zoro pulls him up and onto the bed, laying him down and sitting on his hunches between his legs. “How are you feeling?”
He gets a glare in return “Like a sticky mess”
Rolling his eyes and with a huff replies “sanji”
Sanji starts to close himself off, arms crossing over his chest and head turning away his fringe covering his face and with a small voice say’s “You said it again….” and then somehow with an even smaller voice whispers “You called me a girl”.
It is once again a delicate situation. Zoro knows he needs to be careful here, one wrong move and not just this night goes up in flames. He moves his hands to Sanji's thighs, softly caressing them.
“It’s ok to like it curls”
Sanji’s head whips back into view, shock and unease on his face. He's met with the look of pure love and care. He expected mocking or disgust, maybe both and more should this ever get out. He never expected what Zoro's been doing for a while now supporting him, that’s what he’s been doing isn't it? Seas is he ever a fool to think he could ever scare Zoro off, still doubt lingers in the back of his mind he knows himself, knows he can be too much. Not to mention how she feels about their gender, in all honesty, she’s pretty sure Zoro understands better than she does what this all is. This is too much thinking right now, for now they’ll let go try it out then think about it later. Call it research.
She lifts her hands to Zoro's head and pulls him into a kiss. Zoro’s hands land on either side of her head a stunned noise making it out of his throat, he quickly recovers though kissing back with just as much enthusiasm. Then against his lips she whispers.
“Prove it to me” Maybe it's a selfish thing to ask, something one should not ask of someone but Zoro tends to love it when she’s selfish.
This proves to be the right decision as Zoro groans in delight and drops his full weight on top of her. His hands moved to cradle her head. Now it's his turn to whisper against her lips.
“I wish for nothing more”
With this he starts to kiss down her body starting at her jaw, then her neck leaving little bites. Once reaching her collarbone he starts to suck while biting leaving little marks behind, proof that he was here that this happened. Continuing down still nipping at her skin as she wiggles and whines at the sensations, little gasps here and there escape her lips and seas, Does Zoro love how easy she is to rile up so sensitive to every little touch. Now reaching her crotch his hands wrap around her thighs lifting them to either side of his head, placing a quick kiss to her tip to see it twitch once again.
“Let me eat you out, princess”
Oh fuck. She doesn't even notice the blood that starts to leak out of her nose Zoro sure does though, he takes to kissing and biting at her thighs while waiting for a reply.
“Please” the desperation drips from her voice. She sounds as if he doesn't do as he requested right now she might explode, and so like the good boy he is Zoro gets right to it. Lifting her lower half with him as he goes back to resting on his knees. Hands move from her thighs to her plump ass, at first squeezing and kneading her cheeks before his thumbs spread her open. Zoro dives in at first licking a strip over her hole before wiggling his tongue inside her.
Zoro eats her out like it's the finest meal he's ever had, which would be kind of insulting if Sanji were in her right mind and also if it didn’t feel so fucking good. She isn't even aware of how loud she's being much to Zoro's delight; it's one of his favourite sounds. While she’s distracted he reaches into his haramaki and pulls out a small bottle of lube, quickly lubing up his fingers with a little difficulty, he then slips one finger inside between one moan and another.
“Ah zorooo” sanji sing song moans are music to Zoro's ears especially when the notes are his name.
Starting to feel overdressed Zoro takes his clothes off, more like ripping and throwing them haphazardly around the room, being as quick as he can so he can get back to eating Sanji out.
Before long Zoro’s tongue is replaced with three fingers, fingers that are currently teasing Sanji's prostate. Sanji looks a mess a mix of cum splattered over her face, tears flowing from her eyes and the blood still slightly flowing from her nose and all the while whimpering and whining, with pleas for Zoro to stop teasing, to fuck her already mixed in.
“ple-please zorooo”
All of which are ignored he knows despite the complaints in the moment Sanji loves this part, the pure pleasure that almost hurts, the overwhelming sensation of being fully on display.
“Cum for me baby I know you can” Honeyed words dripping from Zoro’s mouth and oh how enticing they are. How can Sanji not obey? Cum squirts out of her still caged pretty little cock, most of it dripping down onto her face.
“That’s my girl, such a sweet little thing” Zoro slowly pulls his fingers out of her hole, and a whine slips out of Sanji's lips at the feeling.
Zoro can't help the small chuckle that escapes thankfully Sanji’s to out of it to notice. Slowly still he starts to lower her back down while grabbing a pillow to place under her lower back, before Sanji even knows what’s happening Zoro pushes into her ever enticing hole.
“Too much” Fuck, oh seas this is where he dies.
“zoorooo mossyyyy too much ple-please” sanji whines out overstimulation prickling all over her body, she feels like she's losing her mind.
“You can take it, baby girl, you're my good girl aren't you” he’s right she can take it, she wants to be a good girl after all.
“That's it baby girl so good for me” Zoro's voice is breathy as he speaks, lost to how good she feels words are now making their way out without his input.
“You feel so fucking good baby”
“Made for me fucking you”
“So fucking wet for me”
The words mixed with the sounds their bodies are making together are driving Sanji further into insanity, What finally does her in is when Zoro leans down on top of her pushing his face into the crook of her neck. The intimacy of being fully enveloped, the feeling of his weight on top of her has her crying out in ecstasy. Zoro follows right behind her with the feeling of Sanji's hole squeezing and pulsing around him, milking him for all he’s worth.
Exhaustion takes her quickly, and Zoro, ever the lover of sleeping, follows along. Que the best sleep of his life.
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Sanji wakes up with something heavy on top of her, opening her eyes. She's greeted by the sight of Zoro’s mossy head which leads to her quickly remembering their previous events. Blushing vibrantly she tries to distract herself from her thoughts by taking inventory of her body. She feels gross there’s dried tears, blood and cum all over her face and hair, Zoro’s still planted inside her and by the feels of it hard once again. She should feel disgusted, kick Zoro out and off of her and take a shower and yet she’s so fucking turned on, her body wiggling down on his dick on its own seeking out pleasure. Zoro’s hips start to rock as he wakes up.
“Such a needy little thing” he rasps out.
“Shut up and fuck me already I need a shower” She replies trying to come off as in charge and misses by a mile.
With a huff, Zoro grabs her hips holding her flush to his pelvis forcing her to stay still.
“Not with that attitude” he chides.
Sanji lets out a high-pitched whine in response.
“Mossy please” she's still wiggling trying to seek out her own pleasure.
“Please what” Zoro can't help but wind her up, it's their thing after all.
Sanji bites her bottom lip, frustration welling up at being denied but before she can give this mossy haired bastard a piece of her mind, he leans down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth. The feeling of Zoro’s tongue through the mess is incredible, Sanji arc’s her back off the bed and with a high whine “Please mossy fuck me fill me up make it take!” slips out.
Everything stills, all that can be heard is Sanji's laboured breathing, followed by the sound of Sanji’s hands hitting his face as she tries to hide. Zoro pulls off her nipple with a pop to see Sanji covering her blushing face evident by her bright red blush creeping down her neck and onto her chest. He pulls her hands away from her face and with a wolfish grin replies
“If that’s what my princess wants that's what she gets”
Before she can retort to try and save her pride Zoro is pounding into her, all she can do is get out some high-pitched whines. Zoro moves her hands above her head as he leans down to whisper into her ear.
“Does it feel good princess my dick filling you up hmm, seas you take me so well not going to stop till it takes”
Sanji’s once again lost to the world as she replies “Please Zoro wanna be full” and fuck if that isn't cute.
Zoro spends the whole time fucking Sanji whispering dirty promises into her ear, all of which he intends to keep. It doesn't take long at all before Sanji is cumming with a high-pitched moan, body shaking uncontrollably at the feeling of zoro’s hot cum filling her up.
As the afterglow starts to fade there's a frantic knock at the door.
“Guys, are you in there? We have to leave like right now the marines are on to us!” Usopp whisper shouts through the door while still frantically knocking.
“Yeah yeah we're coming” Zoro answers while leaning over to reach the bedside table, This causes Sanji to let out a moan. Quickly she slaps her hands over her mouth, mortified she sends a pointed glare to Zoro.
Usopp sounds nervous as he says “Ahh- I suddenly got a case of i-can’t-be-here disease, I'll see you guys on the ship” What follows is the sound of Usopp making a mad dash out of there.
The quiet is broken by the sounds of Sanji hitting Zoro “What the fuck was that you moss for brains idiot” She’s going to skin him alive the moment he’s out of her.
“This” is all she gets in reply before Zoro slowly pulls out but before she can get used to the feeling or his cum can leak out something slips in. A plug, A PLUG Zoro has put a butt plug in her.
“Wh- what the fuck are you doing” disbelief evident in her tone and yet she’s not mad about it, why isn’t she mad about it?
“We gotta get going don't we, you want to have cum running down your legs as we run?”
Zoro then leans down to whisper into her ear “Plus we want it to take now don’t we?”
He’s going to be the death of her but not unless she kills him first.