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mamma-marimo · 2 years ago

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The Heat of Battle

Summary: Zoro happens to get you two lost on the search for alcohol but there's a temptation he finds himself craving much more. If only he picked a better time and place...

Word Count: 2.3k

Stuff in There: established relationship between Zoro and reader, Zoro ooc most likely, gets suggestive towards the end

A/N: After seeing episode 1046 followed with several hours of TikTok edits of him in that episode I just needed to write him in his bandanna... I was planning on just making this a nsfw piece but I realized this build up was super long so this might be a 2 parter if motivation returns to me.

“Zoro, if you haven’t noticed this is not the port!” You holler over the sound of gunshots and metal clashing. Quickly you glanced at him over your shoulder while kicking a man wearing loose leather and fur gear in the chest sending him flying. “No shit Sherlock.” Zoro grunts in response, his voice muffled with Wado in his mouth. Shunsui and Sandai prairie an incoming sword attack from an upcoming opponent wearing a similar attire.

You clicked your tongue, an equally sarcastic remark right at the tip of it but you decide to take out your frustration on the unruly looking man swinging a club in your direction. The force of your weapon swinging in his direction broke the club and likely a few of his ribs from the force. Right at impact you felt the weight of Zoro’s gaze directed at you. Like the brawl before you, the motions are brief. By the time your eyes flicker to him, his attention has moved on to the next opponent.

As soon as your opponent tumbles over there was a figure running towards Zoro in your peripheral vision and it looked like they were aiming for his back. “I knew mountain bandits played dirty but I didn’t think you’d stoop that low!” You scold, launching your weapon towards them, hitting their stomach, causing them to topple over before they could land a blow to Zoro’s back. One by one the bodies of the ruffians started to fall like the leaves in autumn.

“I knew he was coming.” Zoro grunts, sterling eye briefly flickering to you once more while swinging Shunsui at another poor bandit who tried to block but the cheap metal broke off the hilt flinging into the ground. Zoro smirked at the obvious fear in the fighter's eyes. Zoro’s remaining eye looked far more intense from the shadow his bandana cast, making most fighters freeze in their spot like a deer in the headlight. No, that’s too easy, more like a deer in the face of a demon. Zoro steps forward slashing them across the chest. Not deep enough to kill but enough to render them unable to fight.

“Well you looked a little occupied.” You mused, tucking back some stray strands of hair as you approached him. You don’t even notice how the afternoon light makes your hair shimmer as it sways with your movement like the tides of the sea washing on the shore. But he does. His bare chest heaves as the remnants of adrenaline pulse through him. Wide biceps flexed as he sheathed his swords one by one. His tongue pokes up, swiping along his bottom lip. “There’s still one left.” Zoro’s voice was a little airy as he caught up on his breathing which makes you recall the other ways his voice gets like that. “You think he hasn’t ran off yet?” You look both ways, taking in the 50-something henchmen defeated and laying on the ground, intentionally looking everywhere but at the swordsman.

The last one that could remain is the leader of the bandits that commanded them to fight Zoro after he accidentally stumbled in and asked where the alcohol stash was. You couldn’t scold Zoro for getting into this mess when you held some responsibility too. All Zoro wanted to do was visit the port town to try out a local tavern that was supposed to be close to where they docked at. You should have led the way but Zoro insisted on leading with the promise of him being able to smell “the good stuff.” As terrible as his sense of direction can be, you can say his nose has an uncanny ability to lead him where the booze is so you let him guide you. Besides, it was a nice day out and it’s been a while since you two had some alone time except for brief intervals in the crows nest which would always be inevitably interrupted by someone. You just didn’t think he would lead you to a hideout where the notorious mountain bandits of the island reside nor did you think this fight would be enough for him to put on his bandanna.

“If he has any balls he’ll be around.” He focused on you, feeling something offset from the way you wouldn’t even look at him. “I doubt he’ll be around in that case. He made all his henchmen fight for him while he took off with that chest.” You airily chuckle and shrug your shoulders slightly trying to lighten the mood.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re acting weird.” Really he just didn’t like how your eyes weren’t focused on him. The airy chuckle you made, aversion of eye contact and you just now doing the motion of tucking your hair behind your ear even though you just did that a moment ago were patterns he noticed you do if something is bothering you.

“N-nothing. I’m just keeping an eye out just in case.“ You start then nod your head in the direction of the hideout. “With them all… unconscious we should start looking for the stash. I’m sure Nami would want us to bring back some treasure.” You stammer, quickly heading into the entrance of the hideout which Zoro had kindly cut off the doors to allow in a breeze. Zoro cocks a brow, not buying the excuses but he wouldn’t pry. Quickly he walks in after you to investigate the hideout which was very typical for some mountain bandits. Fur carpets, wooden furniture, wooden flooring, some empty booze bottles around filling the room with the scent of beef jerky and sweaty men similar to the mens room on the Sunny.

“I’ll check upstairs!” You scurry up, each wooden step creaks under the weight of each step. Plenty would say it was cruel to trespass on private property, beat up the residents and rob them but being a pirate was about all mischievous deeds. You’ve likely done much worse anyway. Each time you poked your head into a room you’d keep an eye out for anything that stuck out but the most was posters of voluptuous women in compromising positions posted on the wall and taxidermied game.

Conveniently once Zoro made it upstairs you were always in the next room. His boots echoed against the wooden flooring but by the time you left the current one to investigate the next you couldn’t hear it anymore. A small detail that could be brushed off under the assumption he might help himself to a nap in one of the beds perhaps? Not necessarily sanitary but sanitation wasn’t on the swordsman's priority list.

This little game of dodging was childish, sure, but you needed to distract yourself from the rapid beating of your heart. The adrenaline from the fight still coursed through you and the combination of the stoic expression when he wears that bandanna which emphasizes the dangerous glimmer in his eye and the subtle musk from his sweat was driving you crazy. With all the people on board, whom you loved dearly, it made it impossible to get some private time with him. Maybe you could convince Zoro to go to an inn for the night but that also required letting someone on the crew know where they’d be and they didn’t need to know what you two were doing. As if they didn’t already know…

The door to the next room was left open, at first seemed odd but it could be from the urgency the bandits faced with having to fend you and the swordsman off the property. This room was larger with a nice king sized bed topped with fur blankets. Judging by the better quality furniture in the room one could assume this is the captain's quarters. You take in the dark wooden dresser that looks like it was handmade with care. On top was a large mirror with a matching wooden frame circling adjacent to the bed. Along the walls had several mounted heads of large game he must have hunted close but what caught your eye was a pin-up poster but the upper half was loosely hanging, revealing an opened safe it was supposed to cover. “Looks like he really did take off with the goods.” You muttered to no one in particular and approached it, bending down a bit to take a peek inside but as expected it was empty. If he would have held anything valuable it’d be in there but it wouldn’t hurt to check the dresser at least.

You paused for a moment to once again listen for any signs of Zoro but the house was completely silent. The creaky wooden flooring did no good of hiding anyone’s location whether that was intentional from the carpenters or they just haven’t replaced the flooring. It was odd to not hear him walking around but maybe he did find the stash of alcohol and was waiting for you to finish snooping around. Such a lazy swordsman…

You approached the dresser, slowly opening the top one, you lowered your head to peek in, checking for any traps placed in it. Better safe than sorry. The wooden drawer softly creaked against the hinge then-

SLAM!

The loud slam echoed from the door, making you nearly jump out of your own skin. Quickly you reached for your weapon, drawing it to point in the direction of… Zoro?

“Zoro!” You chide, exhaling sharply and lowering your weapon. “You scared me…” you shook your head putting your weapon back in its holster. Rookie mistake on your end for not checking the other side of the opened door. “You must be getting rusty then.” Zoro teased, taking lazy steps towards you. “I can’t argue with that. I should have scoped the place out first before letting my guard down.” You laugh, turning your back to him in favor of looking into the first drawer which didn’t have anything notable in it besides some pants messily thrown into it. Had you been checking the place with someone like Nami, Ussop or Chopper your senses would be more alert but with the swordsman your guard tends to lower which is a blessing and a curse.

“Maybe that is filled with too much sake.” Zoro mutters, standing right against you, pressing his chest against your back. You stop shuffling through the drawer, lifting your head to meet his gaze through the mirror. “Or you got something else flooding that pretty head of yours.” His hands grip your hips, turning you around to holster you on the dresser. His broad hips conveniently keep your legs parted. “Z-Zoro what are you doing?” You stutter out but are cut short when he grabs your chin tilting it to face him. Now you are the one caught in the face of a demon. Had the swordsman not been so fixated on you he would have missed the faint but sharp inhale. Your height looms over him but your big bright eyes were like an innocent bunny caught in a trap.

“Hunting you down like the scared little bunny you are.” Zoro gently squeezed your warm cheeks then brushed the pad thumb along the bottom of your lip. “I’m not scared.” You mutter, leaning forward a bit to bite down on his thumb, the tip of your tongue swiping along it. His pupil dilates, Adams' apple bobbed as he swallowed. “Then why were you running?” His voice softens as he leans in closer, placing his hands on your thighs and squeezed them. “You don’t like me anymore?” He taunts, tilting his head slightly, flickering his eye to your lips then back up.

“N-no…” You swallow hard. Your eyelids feel heavier as the weight of the atmosphere grows. “Quite the contrary… I like you a lot.” Your hands snake around his shoulders. The tips of your noses brushing against one another. “Too much, I think…” You whisper, closing your eyes the moment his lips brushed against yours.

One would never be enough. Both of you were far too greedy to ever take just one. Zoro tilts his head, pulling you closer to him by your thighs. You grip his shoulder, wrapping your legs around his waist. His teeth tug along your bottom lip, egging you to part your lips for him. The once silent room is filled with sharp exhales through the nose and muffled moans until the two part to breath. Zoro lowers his head, planting kisses along your jawline and neck.

“Zoro-“ You sharply inhale, “there’s a time and place.” You warn him but make no move to push him off. “There’s an empty bed and no one's home.” Zoro grunts, nipping at your neck. “Not the bed- who knows when those covers were washed.” “Then I’ll lay down my coat.” You weren't even sure when the last time he washed that coat. Every time you offered to do his laundry he always had it on him or planned on wearing it that day. Now that you thought of it you made a mental note to wash the damn thing when you get back.

The swordsman pulled back from his trail of kisses to look up at you for your response. To him this was the best spot to finally make up for lost time and all the interrupted moments they had but he waited to hear you say you wanted this.

“I can’t say no to such a romantic gesture.” You smile softly, trusting Zoro’s coat more than a stranger's covers. It’s fine, not like the bandit would be using the bed anyway. “Don’t forget we should check the basement for loot.” You lean in to kiss his cheek, peppering that and his temple with gentle kisses while he picks you up and carries you to the bed. Your lip ever so carefully kissed over his scar. It healed long ago but his heart spasmed weirdly with your gentleness towards a monster like himself.

At the side of the bed, he sets you down, pulling his coat from around his waist and laying it down. You take the opportunity to take off your accessories while he sets his swords to the side. “Wait-“ you spoke up once you saw him reach for his bandana. “Keep it on.” You smile and he smirks in response.

#psa please don't stick unwashed fingers in your mouth #audswriting #one piece #zoro #roronoa zoro #zoro roronoa x reader #zoro roronoa x you #x reader #one piece fic

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hydine · 2 years ago

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I'm too busy to take screenshots/gifs right now, so some live thoughts on One Piece episode 1046 while I'm watching

- I still love Sanji. God, he's gorgeous. And so worried about Zoro

- I wonder if Chopper is gonna do something about the aftereffects of his new rumble ball. Maybe alongside Vegapunk? Since the last rumble ball modification was made with Caesar Clown, an ex-member of MADS, it would make sense if Vegapunk helped Chopper with that, as Vegapunk was also a member of MADS

- Have I already mentioned that Sanji is fucking gorgeous and that I love him?

- I STILL HAVE ALL THE HYPES FOR MARCO AAAAAAA (during my first watch of the series I never understood the hype around him when he appeared in Marineford War arc, I honestly wish I could go back in time to slap my younger self, because Marco is such a blessing and how could anyone not hype him?!)

- Lunarians are mentioned and I still wonder if Sanji is at least part Lunarian. I kinda hope not? Sanji being part Lunarian, I mean. I feel like it would take away from his character. But then again, I'm ✨trusting the process✨

- ZORO IS BACK, and omg Zoro no need to be this badass, I will always worship you

- The way Marco cleared the stage for Zoro and how Zoro jumped into action was just *chef's kiss*

- Sanji and Zoro both attacking Queen and King at the same time, my ZoSan heart is feasting, I'm lying dead on the floor and went to fangirl heaven

- The animation looks SO GOOD I'm in love 😭

- Everyone is hyped for Zoro being back (yes, I'm worried too, Doc), and no sooner than Zoro getting a liiittle bit of attention, Sanji pokes snarky remarks at him. I guess he's jealous 🤣

- I absolutely love the dynamic between Sanji and Zoro. Even outside of my ZoSan brainrot, only the bestestest of friends could bitch at each other like that and still lay down their life for each other.

- Zoro starting a sentence and Sanji finishing it? My ZoSan brainrot is kicking by now, pls help

- Didn't Oda confirm that Zoro is not a relative of Ushimaru? Can someone pls clarify? Because again, the connection is VERY MUCH in our faces. Even if he's not a relative, there must be some sort of connection here. (also swirly eyebrows fox, remind u of someone? Hehe)

- The bits of Marco in this episode AAAAA 😭❤️❤️❤️

- IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO IZO

-Izo saving Marco, Marco trusted Izo that he'd save him, I just can't---

- Marco, while being carried by Izo, just casually asking a seemingly random question to Izo, AND THEN THE LITTLE "HEHE" FROM MARCO, shit I'm dead

- Focus back on Zoro and Sanji, the way Zoro instantly notices something is wrong with Sanji and looks over to him, don't ever tell me they're not close to each other

- King's boots, holy shit

- Zoro and Sanji protecting each other 😭❤️❤️❤️

- Not the Germa 66 insert, pls no, that was so fucking random and unnecessary

- A reference to Sanji's flaming legs and Lunarians, huh. I WONDER. But then again, Sanji says he's human, so that's what he is.

- In case I haven't mentioned it earlier, I love Sanji, AND GOD HE'S SO GORGEOUS. HAVE YOU EVEN SEEN THIS EPISODE.

- Man, Zoro is something else. That man is a beast. A fucking hot beast, tho. Consider me horny AND afraid. I will worship this man until I die.

- I won't rule out Hiyori as a possible romance candidate for Zoro, but this episode made me think of Enma not being a poetic symbol of romantic ties between Hiyori and Zoro, but more like a connection between Shogun and Daimyo? Idk how to put this into words. Like Oden was meant to be Shogun of Wano Kuni, wouldn't that have meant that Ushimaru would be Daimyo of Ringo under Oden's rule? And we get it in our faces ALL THE TIME that Zoro is practically like a new Ushimaru? And Hiyori is Oden's daughter. I don't know if you know what I'm trying to get at. I might try and elaborate in another post, if anyone's interested

- BIG MOMO NEXT EPISODE? PLSSSS

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