#one piecex reader

[anystalker707]

You've done it before

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [male, amab] Reader Summary: It's nice making Zoro regret teasing you all week long. How many orgasms in a row can he handle? Tags: Smut / Overstimulation / Fingering / Oral Fixation / Penetration / Zoro likes it.

Requested by @aceshusband "Can I please ask a smut scenario for Zoro with a top male reader (amab)?"

MASTERLIST

          No one ever actually bothered that you and Zoro would stay back to ‘watch’ the ship while the rest of the crew did whatever they needed on a random island—actually, it was a relief since Zoro being trapped in one place, supervised, would eliminate one of the worries they tended to constantly have. They would be kinda wary about returning, though. Never ask Sanji and Usopp what they saw happen on that Wednesday afternoon when they came to the ship earlier.

Today was just like usual. Zoro had been bothering you for the whole week, always too close to you, pressing his hips against yours a little too much when sitting on your lap, or even letting his pants hang unusually low whenever you went over to the Crow’s Nest to make him company during his training.

All of that got to your mind, of course, no matter what Zoro thought. The thing is that properly getting your way with him at once would be better than half-assed quickies here and there, not to mention how fun it was to see Zoro slowly crumbling through the days. He wouldn’t even dare ask Nami or anyone else how long it would be until the next island—it would give it away too much.

Maybe Zoro regretted it now. He gasped, clinging to the pillow of his bunk as his chest was pampered with bites and hickeys while your fingers curled up deep inside him and another hand wrapped tight around his cock. He couldn’t help the loud, ragged moans that kept escaping his lips as he squirmed, arched his back, curled his toes, and dragged his feet along the sheets as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. There was nowhere to run away to as you kept touching him in so many places even after having sucked him off already. He didn’t want you to stop, no, but maybe it’d be a little more convenient if you did one thing at once and not all at the same time, even more after he had been so needy for so long.

Zoro exhaled, trying to relax when the way your thumb grazed his tip made him hiss and arch his back, body twisting to the side as he buried his face into the pillow he tried to pull closer by an arm under it, but it was useless. He just kept squirming because your lips were clasped around his nipple sucking and nibbling on it so nicely at the same time your fingertips brushed that spot inside him that always made his toes curl.

“Shi—it—” Zoro whimpered, unable to even fill his lungs full with air before he was gasping again. That warm sensation in his lower stomach arrived closer than usual since you’d started the assault right after his first orgasm, so the sensitivity only helped you with whatever you were trying to do with him.

Zoro wasn’t even able to line his thoughts enough to make out something coherent, all he could know was that he was cumming again, groaning as he ended up spilling over himself and also on you with the way you were bent over him. He struggled with quiet whines, breath caught in his throat as he tried to keep his sounds to himself while his legs twitched and he came down from his high, hoping you would stop as soon as the throbbing between his legs started to subside a little bit.

“Okay,” you mumbled, your voice somehow grounding him as Zoro felt the mattress shift around him. His breath was shaky as he tried to catch it, chest rising and falling heavily only to pause with a quiet gasp when he felt your hands hook up under his knees to push his legs back against his torso. “I think you’re prepared enough for things to start.”

“Start?” Zoro said weakly as he blinked the tears away until the blurry figure that stood before him turned into you. “Damn, (y/n), I can’t—”

“Yeah, you can,” you cut in, “you’ve already done it before.” Your voice was firm, in the right tone to make Zoro feel powerless and just let out a groan in response as he relaxed against the bed again, mentally cursing, but also somehow excited.

Zoro saw you giving your cock a few pumps, and he wondered for how long you’d been hard. He really wanted you to fuck him despite how every touch of yours on his body felt multiple times more intense now. He could go for a third time, yeah. He was no quitter, no loser. He’d make his man proud, even more after being taunted for so many days.

You raised an eyebrow at Zoro, not quite understanding the way he was suddenly smirking and biting on his lip while looking at you, but it didn’t matter.

“Actually,” you paused, “turn over.”

It took Zoro a moment; he sighed deeply as he shifted on the bed, a little too weak for his own liking, before he finally did as you told. He hugged his pillow under his head for support while presenting his ass to you all nicely. If he was lucky, he’d get praised. If he were luckier, he’d get fucked real good.

Your hands were warm and soothing around his hips, but the small touch alone was enough to make Zoro’s cock twitch again as he felt you shift behind him again. He let out a soft, long groan as your thumbs rubbed circles into his skin, in a rather soothing motion that was nothing but a fake calmness before you one of his hips go for a moment to push inside Zoro, finally. Your cock stretched him just nice, giving Zoro that burning feeling he loved. The way your hips met his ass in such intense motions was making him gasp and arch his back when he finally could recover from the suddenness of your actions; it ended up giving you a new angle and your cock would graze that nice spot inside him again and again.

Zoro wouldn’t really help the tears escaping his eyes, the moans escaped his lips as voluntarily as the tears trailed down his face and soaked the pillow now. His thighs trembled and it almost felt like his body was burning, but you kept him in such a nice edge that gave him just the right feeling. He wouldn’t have it any other way, no matter if he was just being used, lying limp and only moving because of how you held onto his hips, occasionally pulling him to meet you halfway through your movements.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

[cyborg-franky]

Comfort

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Zoro x Female Reader SFW [non sexualized nudity] TW: Panic attack Word Count: 1,402

He’d been walking down the hall when he heard it, the panicked shout and the crying that followed suit, he thought you’d been attacked and burst through the door, one of his swords about to be drawn from the sheath when he saw you sat up in your bed, hair a mess, night shirt soaked with sweat and tears rolling down your cheeks. He let his sword fall back into place, shutting the door with his foot.

You’d jumped a mile when the green haired man had burst into your room. You tried to dry your face but he’d seen. You couldn’t stop the tears, the anxiety of your dream was growing in your chest, you couldn’t catch your breath, the hyperventilating that came with it, signalling a panic attack.

Zoro hadn’t said anything yet, silently moving around to your side, sitting on the mattress next to you, you slid down the side his weight had caused, bumping into him. He gripped your shoulders and forced you to make eye contact with him “I need you to take deep breaths” Zoro commanded and you nodded.

“With me” He took a deep breath, his broad chest rising as he did so. You copied him, letting out a breath when he did “Again” you both repeated the process. The tears didn’t slow any, he could feel you trembling against his side.

“Once more, come on”

You nodded, doing as the swordsman asked, you felt just a little better, at least you could breath and see past your tears. He gave a grunt and pat your back “How do you feel?”

“B-better.. you were really fast back there..”

“My best friend when I was a kid had them a lot, I got used to dealing with them not to mention have you seen our crew? Usopp used to have panic attacks every other day when he first joined” He shrugged his shoulders like it wasn’t a big deal, you would disagree, if he hadn’t been by your side you’d have been a sobbing, choking bundle of frayed nerves just fighting for breath tangled in sweaty sheets.

“Want a bath?” He asked and you couldn’t help colour at the thought of seeing him naked. It wouldn’t be the first time, Zoro didn’t give too many fucks about what people thought of him, that extended to not caring who saw his ass and other things.

You also trusted Zoro, you had a hunch he shared feelings of a romantic nature with you, Zoro just knew there was a time and a place. There was a reason he was the first mate, and it didn’t just come down to being a great swordsman or being the first fool to join the future pirate king.

Nodding once more hating yourself for lack of words he just grabbed your robe from behind the door and threw it at you, you slipped it on tying the sash around the middle and following him down the dimly lit hallways, everyone else fast asleep.

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“Hot?” You frowned in confusion before you saw him kneel by the side of the large wooden tub to turn on the taps “Oh, yes” “Good, me too”

You couldn’t believe the effort Zoro was going to, he wasn’t good with his words, he’d always been a man of action, those actions at this moment were looking at the back of all the brightly coloured bottles trying to work out what was what, adding bubble bath into the water for you.

Seeing the swordsman being so domestic made your heart flutter. The way his big strong calloused hands swirled around in the water making sure it was bubbling up nicely. He grabbed your washcloth from the pegs hanging up everyone’s stuff, throwing in the rubber duck Chopper liked to sit with.

“Good?” He turned off the tap and let you feel the water, you nodded.

He got undressed without a second thought, tossing his clothes on the bench, standing before you in all his glorious nudity, itching his neck he turned to you with an eyebrow raised. You blushed as you started to slip out of your own clothes. Zoro was the sort of person who didn’t think nudity was dirty or private, they were just body parts after all, he didn’t leer or stare not even check you out he knew you needed comfort not the male gaze.

You stepped into he tub, your frazzled nerves began to dissipate when you felt the water and the stress started to roll off your shoulders, sitting in the bubbles you couldn’t help but sigh, he sat behind you, grabbing the small wooden bucket, filling it with water before splashing it over your hair. You laughed a little and smoothed back the wet hair from your face.

“Zoro, what are you doing?”

“Washing your hair?” He snorted like it wasn’t obvious. “Oh, okay”

He showed you a few bottles, not sure which was yours, you pointed, he poured some out on top of your head, more then he needed but you didn’t have the heart to correct him, not when he was being so sweet. You felt his knuckles against your scalp, you’d braced yourself to be roughly treated. He was firm but it felt good he used his fingers to lather up your hair.

Who’d have thought Zoro would be so soft? It made you fall further in love with him..

Washing your hair off he soon leaned back to enjoy the water himself, pulling you against his chest, hand on your shoulder. “Do you want to talk about it?” He offered.

“No, it was just a nightmare, I get them from time to time” You shrugged your shoulders.

The remainder of the bath was silent, a comfortable one as you both soaked your stresses and troubles away. You looked at your hands, you were starting to get pruney and suggested leaving. He helped you out, passing you a towel. You both dried off in silence, dressing before heading out the room. You felt better despite your eyes still stinging from crying so much.

“I don’t want to go back to bed…” You looked at the tall man sheepishly “I feel better, but I don’t want to sleep, can we go sit on deck for a while?” Zoro furrowed his brows but knew the reason you were avoiding sleep was none of his business, he’d given you the chance to express what was wrong, he wasn’t going to pry.

The night air felt nice on your dewy skin, the summer island you’d just passed still giving off those tropical night vibes. You sat on the floor, leaning against the side as he joined you. He folded his arms across his chest, slumping and getting comfortable.

You both stared at the stars, but you started to lose focus, your head tilting forward every so often as sleep once again tried to steal you away. You mumbled as your eyes fluttered open, trying to fight it. Zoro smirked watching the scene unfold, he wrapped a strong arm around your shoulders, you felt the comfort, your head lulling once more before resting against his shoulder. That was all you needed before sleep was able to claim you. No longer did the nightmares prickle at your dreams, it was as if Zoro protected you from them.

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“Well, well, well” Came a voice, you and Zoro mumbling as you opened your eyes, staring up at a figure who blocked the morning sun.

“Isn’t this cute” Sanji chuckled exhaling smoke into he air as he peered down at you, you noticed Zoro’s arms wrapped around you, his head had been rested against yours, you felt something on your face and hoped it wasn’t drool.

“Awww you two are adorable” Robin chuckled behind her hand.

The crew had wondered where the pair of you had gotten when neither of you showed up for breakfast. You went bright red and mumbled wishing you could vanish at your crews playful comments. Zoro just snorted and pulled you closer once more.

“Just get together already geeeez” Usopp joked, and the others mumbled in agreement, you buried your face against Zoro’s chest.

“Maybe we will” Zoro huffed answering for you.

What started off as a nightmare, a night of comfort from a friend was soon turning into something more and you had to admit, you certainly didn’t hate it.