#roronoa zoro x female reader smut

[honeyshiddendesire]

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Zoro x Female Reader ~ Princess

Warnings: rough sex, vaginal penetration, dirty talk, degradation, arms tied, bandana usage, spanking, mocking use of princess.

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Your face was pressed into the wooden floor, drool spilling out of your mouth that you could care less about. Arms bound behind your back by a certain bandana while the owner himself used it as a way to pull you back on his girthy cock, “You like that don’t you princess?” It wasn’t a soft phrase, it was met with a smirk, a taunt that made your pussy clench. No it wasn’t him going soft on you with sweet words instead it was a mock at the dumb cock who treated you like royalty when all you really wanted was to be pounded into like the slut you were for Zoro.

“Yes! Fuck yes! It feels so freakin good!” You cry out as you feel him smush your face further into the floor making you whine and eyes roll back. “If only that dumb cook could see you now huh princess.” He spat out clicking his teeth with a growl feeling your cunt squeeze his cock harder. “You’re not a damn princess, you’re nothing more than my little cock sleeve huh.” Zoro’s words should make you want to fight but you can’t find it in yourself as his cock plunged into your furthest walls.

His other hand moved from holding his bandana to smack your ass roughly hoping to see hand prints by the time he was done with you. “Slutty little princess that wants nothing else but my dick.” Slap! “Ah!” You cried out as he laid another flurry of slaps on your ass. You couldn’t see his face but you knew he wore a big grin.

“Fuck I love hearing you whine like this.” His groan was raspy as he leaned back to get the full look of you under him completely wrecked. “Tell me princess…who do you belong too?” He grunted as he fucked into you harder slapping your other ass cheek making you cry out his name. “Yeah you damn right. All mine princess. Now be a good girl and cum for your King.”

[chocolilies]

─── messy sheets. ꒱

( ୨ৎ. roronoa zoro x fem!reader. . .ᐟ

one of zoro's many favourite things about dating you is how you pick up on each other's mannerisms.

◟ꪆ୧ nsfw (afab!reader, thigh riding, groping, fingering) porn with a tiny bit of plot, though the plot is mostly fluffy! based on this request! spreading my titty fiend!zoro agenda... reblogs and comments are appreciated a lot!! (⁠ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾∇⁠＾) !

w.c : 3.2k.

also on ao3 + op masterlist !

“don’t ever come back here again!”

“you don't own the ship, asshole! I'll go wherever I want!”

dodging a kitchen knife, zoro slammed the door to the galley shut, stomping down the corridor as anger seethed through him. 

“can’t even get a drink in peace,” zoro growled as he clutched at one of his swords, pushing open the door to your room, having half the mind to turn back around and slice the cook up a bit until he set eyes on your bed. 

he found you sprawled out horizontally over the covers, one of his too-big-for-you shirts pulled over your sleeping body, head falling off of one of the pillows, while you hugged the other tight against your chest. 

now, one thing zoro loved about dating you was seeing just how much you influenced each other. 

when you’d both first joined luffy’s crew, you’d snap and whine at him for napping at the most random intervals of time, kicking him awake or simply complaining very loudly with nami about how he used his free time, driving the swordsman up the walls. 

yet after all that time spent grumbling about his sleeping habits before you’d gotten together (and maybe a bit more after that), here you were. messily spread out on your shared bed with drool running down your chin, taking one of those naps you once objected so much against. 

he held in a laugh, his tiff with the cook fizzling away in his mind as he took in your sleeping figure, the light from the afternoon sun shining into the room and hitting you in an almost angelic way, which for zoro, you were nothing but. 

he carefully propped up his swords against the wall, shaking his shoes off before silently moving towards what you’d both silently agreed on was his side of the bed, though thanks to the way you had moved around in your bed, were now occupied by your bare legs. 

zoro had once heard about how you moved around a lot during your sleep, having heard nami’s complaints about your sleepy kicks or slaps back when you used to share a bed with her, always laughing loudly at the way you would shy away from her in embarrassment, unaware of how squirmy you were asleep. 

surprisingly enough, though, the moment you started to sleep alongside zoro, you stopped moving. maybe it was because of his incredible pain tolerance (since one slap from you would hardly register as painful) that your movements didn’t stir him awake, or maybe it was because of the unyielding grip he had on you the moment his arms found your wriggly body. 

he found it hilarious that it was the latter. 

zoro carefully took both of your ankles in one hand, pushing your legs and subsequently moving your body so you were lying in a more “appropriate” manner, though considering the many times he’d ended up horizontal on a bed, he shouldn't really be judging. 

once he’d made enough space for himself, he let go, kneeling on the mattress before pulling his shirt and haramaki off, polloping himself down on the bed as soon as he’d flung them across the room (something he knew he’d get reprimanded for later).

a grunt left him as he tried to get comfortable, arms immediately spread out instinctively to find your body, wrapping them around your waist and dragging you across the already messy covers into his chest. 

you let out a whine as the rough movements forced you to let go of the pillow you’d been cuddling, though seemed to immediately calm down once you subconsciously realised whose arms you were now in. 

“messy girl,” zoro murmured as he looked around the state your bed’s covers were in after what he assumed had been less than an hour (he clearly recalled you screaming at luffy for something or other a bit before he’d wandered into the kitchen), craning his head so he could press a sloppy kiss against your cheek. “mean, too. napping without me…”

he adjusted the arm underneath you so it was right against your neck, not wanting for you to grow uncomfortable with it digging into your waist, watching as you immediately rested your head against his warm bicep, letting out a soft noise of content. 

his other arm, though, had completely other plans. he moved it from its place around your waist, dragging his hand underneath the oversized shirt of his you’d stolen, placing his warm palm right above the elastic band of your panties, chuckling as your body shivered in response. 

one thing you'd quickly learned about zoro the moment you'd started dating was that he loved your tits. 

he'd once “joked” about throwing all of your bras overboard one day in which you'd walked out of your room without one, eyes trained to your chest each time you walked by, not shying away from showing his attraction to you in that state, though you (and everyone else who had heard his proclamation) knew he was fully capable of doing it. 

zoro's hands were on you every chance you got, taking your tits into his hands and squeezing like they were stress balls, thumb and index slowly working on your pebbling nipples, chin perched on your shoulder and just watching, never making a sound except for the sighs or grunts that would leave him in response to your own whimpering noises. 

sometimes it wasn't even sexual. sometimes he just found comfort in groping you, playing with the flesh as you say in his lap working on something or as a stress reliever after a particularly gruelling battle. 

this, he thought as slid one of his legs between yours, was not one of those times. 

zoro leaned down to press kisses to the exposed skin of your shoulder, leading a trail right up to the spot behind your ear, smirking as you shivered in response to the soft blow of air from his breathing. 

“...’ro.” you mumbled sleepily, hand moving to cover the one that had started playing with your tummy, stirring awake due to his movements, completely different to how zoro could sleep through wars if he wished to. 

“mornin’,” he joked breathlessly into your ear, deciding to continue teasing as he nibbled at your ear lobe, making you squeak and try to move away. “hey, hey, stop moving.” 

“stop bitin’!” you slurred out tiredly, swatting at his face with a huff, knowing it was probably pulled into an annoyingly smug look. 

“can't… ‘specially not when you look this cute in my shirt, all sleepy…” 

“you get turned on by the weirdest things…” you groaned, already feeling his hand start to move up your abdomen, going directly towards his two favourite things. 

his teeth immediately sunk into your neck in response to your little insult, taking advantage of your body's natural reaction to the pain to finally grab at your tits, tugging at your nipple almost immediately, his other arm moving from the position he'd previously put it in to grab at your other tit, not wanting to leave out any of your two girls.

“you’re so pervy, zo… y’re no better than-” your words were cut off as you moaned out in surprise at the immediate attack on your slowly pebbling nipples, the action sending shockwaves through your body, arms lying stiff at your side as you tried to decide what do with your hands, teasing words fizzling away in your mind, too busy enjoying the way your boyfriend was massaging your chest. 

“don't.” zoro growled into your ear with a pinch to your nipples, a high pitched whine leaving your mouth at the little retaliation, knowing full well what was about to leave your mouth, not wanting to think about the perv-cook when he was in the middle of playing with his girl's tits. 

“m-meanie…” you gasped, back arching at the slight pain that accompanied the pleasure that rushed through your body at his actions, feeling the leg that he'd slipped between your own start to move, the coarse material of his trousers along with the pressure of his thigh pressing tight against your panty-clad core. 

“yeah? ‘m just a big meanie?” zoro grunted, licking at the spot he'd previously sunk his teeth in, slowly but surely moving his thigh back and forth, loving the way your tiny frame jumped and shivered at every stimulation he gave. 

“y-yeah-” breathlessly, you started to move down to meet the movements of his stiff thigh, muscles rippling between your legs despite the little effort it took for him to move like this in comparison to you, who was already growing tired from the constant movements without the help like you usually had. 

“this is me being nice,” he licked a stripe up your neck to the spot behind your ear, where he pressed a very uncharacteristically sweet kiss to, your mind flowing with confusion as to how he could focus on kissing, groping and grinding into you all at once. 

well, considering you were dealing with a man who fought with three swords, you shouldn't be surprised at his dexterity. 

each movement of his thigh against where you needed him most sent waves of pleasure through your tired body, and you could anxiously tell that you were leaving a damp spot on his trousers by the way you were dripping, your boyfriend's ministrations enough to get your pussy soaked. 

it also didn't help that each time he pulled his leg forward, his knee would bump against your already throbbing clit, sending shockwaves up your spine and forcing whines out of your wet lips, saliva pooling in your mouth and threatening to slide down your chin like it previously had been doing during your nap. 

“y’really don't want me to be mean,” he taunted, leaving more kisses across the expanse of skin his too-big shirt exposed for him to touch, fingers letting go of your already abused nipples, a sigh of relief leaving your parted lips at that, focusing instead on groping at the rest.

at your lack of response, zoro grinned, basking in the sounds you were making before he slid his leg out of yours, not missing the way they immediately tried to press down onto it, a horrified sound leaving you at the sudden lack of pleasure. 

“z-zo!” you exclaimed, trying to turn around to look at him, but by the way he had you pressed tightly against, you found that movement to be impossible. “wh-what was that for?” 

your whines were music to his ears, ignoring the way you were squirming in his arms, though his hands continued to play with your tits. “what was what for?” 

he acted like he hadn't just put a pin in your pleasure, instead moving to grind his front against your backside, evidence of his growing pleasure pressing into your ass. 

“mean enough for you now?” 

you whined at his taunt, a gasp escaping you as one of his hands let go of your tits, confusion filling you as to what that lonely hand would be getting up to. 

“‘m sorry!” you whined, finding it slightly ridiculous that you were apologising for simply implying that your boyfriend was being mean, though you would've done anything to get that beautiful pleasure back. “please- please…” 

“please what?” you could hear the smirk in his voice, though by the way his hand was already trailing down your stomach towards your soaked cunt, you knew you wouldn't have to do any more begging except to please him. 

“touch- touch me, pleaseee…” you begged, even though his index and middle finger were already teasing the spot right above your clit, tracing the soft texture of your panties, trying to discern which pair you'd worn that day. 

“there's my girl.” he grinned, pride filling him up as he finally got that initial brattiness out of you, pressing a sloppy kiss to your cheek as his fingers went up to the elastic band of your underwear, reaching his hand under it and running over your pubic hair, fingers sliding right between your soppy folds. 

your breath hitched in your throat as he immediately found your tiny bundle of nerves, already an expert on how your body worked and what you needed from him, rubbing slow circles into it like he knew you liked, a sharp contrast to the way he'd previously been grinding his leg against it. 

your legs twitched with every movement, your pleasure picking up from where he'd left off, tummy growing warm as he toyed with you, and though you could feel yourself slowly making your way up to your orgasm, you knew zoro wouldn't let you cum just like that. 

“shit, she's a messy girl, jus’ listen to her…” he murmured, referring to the sounds your cunt was making with every move of his finger, adding a second one in hopes that the cacophony of sounds would increase. 

“don't teaseee…” you drawled out, lolling your head back against his shoulder as he peppered kisses all over you, sliding his fingers around the erogenous zones around your clit, sparking pleasure all over you. 

“‘m not teasing.” he grunted, his hips jerking slightly to make contact with your ass, rubbing his erection against you in tandem with his own fingers, though still completely zeroed in on your pleasure. “I jus’ know what she wants.” 

you puffed out your cheeks, though whatever you were about to snap back died in your throat as he finally slid his fingers down to your soaked entrance, teasingly running his fingers around the ring of muscles. 

“fuck, y’feel tight.” zoro groaned, the heel of his palm pressing right into your clit, stimulating your little nub with each twitch of his fingers. 

“gonna fuck me open?” you jeered, out of breath at the continuous amount of pleasure being forced onto your sleepy body, another wave of slick leaving your cunt at the thought of getting fucked. 

“fuck, I wish…” zoro rasped, cock twitching against your back at the shared idea, shaking his head slightly, too comfortable in this position to move around. “not today, though. ‘m just enjoying playing with your little cunt for now.”

he slipped his middle finger into your hole before you could even reply, though he knew you had no qualms with his reply, always admiring his hands and exclaiming how much you loved having them on your pussy. 

his finger immediately found your g-spot, arching it to rub against the spongy spot that made your toes curl, palm still grinding against your clit deliciously. 

“s-so good!” you cried out, one of your hands grabbing at the arm he'd shoved down your panties, nails digging into his tanned skin in pleasure, though no pain registered, too busy playing with your cunt to focus on it. 

“yeah? ‘course it is, it's me.” he said, ego inflating at his own words as you twitched in his arms, slipping another finger into your tight heat to join the attack on your g-spot, his other hand still playing with your tit, warm pleasure building up in your tummy as he worked you out. “‘know you better than anyone.” 

fuck, it almost pissed you off how right he was. 

“no one like me, right?” 

“no one!” you cried out on instinct, moving your hips in tandem with his hand, amplifying the rising pleasure and grinding back on his stiff cock at the same time. “only one for me, zo!”

“atta fucking girl.” he spat out, breathless from the possessive talk and the own pleasure that was rushing through his body, pre leaking from his tip and forming a wet patch against his trousers. “y’close?” 

“mhm!” you shook your head up and down aggressively, moans and whines tumbling out of your mouth as you neared your peak, hand pulling at zoro's arm to alert him of it and ask that- 

“I got you, don't worry.” he sighed, knowing what you wanted before you even said it out loud, pulling his fingers out of you with a loud squelch, pressing his wet fingers against your clit like you wanted and rubbing quick circles onto it, your legs shaking as your hips tried to keep up with the sudden switch in stimulation, though thankful for the help, as it was what you needed to get where you wanted to the most. 

“fu-fuck, zoro! m’so close!” 

zoro knew what that meant. already too familiar with your body and your needs, he knew that that meant to continue whatever he was doing. not to speed up, not to slow down, not to switch techniques, just keep doing what was making his girl scream. 

“it's okay, I got you,” he almost purred, grip tightening on your tit as his hips jutted out to search for stimulation on his leaking cock, although he knew he'd probably be able to cum just by witnessing your orgasm alone. 

“oh god, oh god-” zoro grunted at your words, knowing that he'd usually let out a teasing ‘god’s not fucking you this good, baby’, at your whiny words, smirking as you immediately changed your tune. “zoro! oh, zoro, zoro!

your mouth flew open in a silent scream as you finally reached your peak, riding out your orgasm with help of zoro's fingers, that were quickly covered in slick by the way you'd came, soaking both his hand and your panties, probably even leaking onto the already messy covers. 

you whined as the hand that had been groping you moved to grab at your neck, moving your head painfully to a side so zoro could slot his lips against yours, drinking up your moans and whimpers as you swapped spit, eyes wide open and taking in the way you were falling apart on his fingers. 

you quickly found yourself twitching in overestimation once your orgasm washed away, whining into zoro's mouth, a telltale sign to slowly stop his ministrations. 

“hey, hey…” he shushed you as he leaned back, letting you lie down properly as he propped himself up on the bed, watching you shiver in the aftershocks of your orgasm as he pulled his fingers back from your perky clit, leaning back down quickly to press a kiss between your furrowed brows. “y’okay?” 

you hummed in response, cracking your eyes open to take a look at your grinning boyfriend, his face flushed and sweaty as his chest rose and fell with each quick breath, almost like he'd- 

“zo, just by-?”

“just by seeing you, yeah.” he exhaled, eyes flicking down to his bulge, cock softening against his trousers as he himself came down from his high, bringing the fingers he'd used on you up to his mouth and licking them clean, eyes darting around the room as if he wasn't in the middle of licking your juices off his fingers. 

“don't goooooo…” you whined, knowing he was probably looking for the closest thing he could use to clean you up, much rather preferring cuddles with your boyfriend to a dry cunt. 

you outstretched your arms out to him and made grabby hands, watching as he grinned in response to your need actions, landing on top of you with a grunt and resting his head right on the tits he'd previously been attacking. 

“brute!” you gasped, hands finding solace in his hair and running through his green strands, pouting down at your boyfriend. 

“mmm… next time don't let me suck your tits, unless you wanna see a real brute.” 

[shegetsburned]

need a bed talk nsfw with zoro oh my god

bed talk w. roronoa zoro ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .

.nsfw.

content. what i personally think zoro would say in bed. a/n. many requests for this man, and i do understand why, so here it is!

“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”

“ya feel that? hm? feel me inside?”

“not even a please, huh? goddamn brat.”

“god, you’re so fucking tight.”

“relax, princess. you remember your safe word, right?”

“you woke me from my nap ‘cause you feeling horny? yeah, you’re gonna have to pay for that.”

“fuuuuck— you’re fucking gorgeous.” 

“huh? i can’t hear you. louder princess.”

“shh, jus’ relax already.”

“look at that. turns out you’re all talk, huh?”

“cmere, i’m not done with you.”

“let me give it to you right here.”

“mphh- stop squirming, would you?”

“s’fucking tasty..”

“i’d say you need someone to put you in your place.”

“you fit so well around me. so fuckin’ good around me.”

“fuck. that fucking noise you made.”

“hm- just let me lay there for a while.”

“hey. did i say you could close your legs?”

“mine.”

“you heard me loud and clear. strip.”

“i want to use you so fucking bad.”

“fuck me.”

“cmon, you can take more.”

wouldn’t he love to tease the shit out of you when you’re all quiet and flustered. ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა

© shegetsburned 2024 please do not repost/edit/or claim my writing as your own.

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 26- Zoro x F!Reader: Sex Pollen

Summary: While on an island, Zoro gets lost and accidently gets sick off of the strange plant life. His only cure...is you.

Warning: MINORS DNI, SMUT, sex pollen-you know if you know. Creampie

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It had only been a few months since Luffy had convinced you to join his crew. You were deemed the 'babysitter' of the group. Watch this person, watch that one, it was stressful; however, a few months was all you needed to fall in love with the blockhead swordsman of the crew, Roronoa Zoro.

You had wanted to believe that Zoro shared the same feelings towards you, but he was a difficult man to read. You had confided your feelings to Nami and Robin and both had to wish you the best of luck.

"Gaaaaaaah!!! Something's wrong with Zoro!!!" Chopper cried out as Zoro collapsed on the deck.

You rushed over along with the others as Chopper checked on Zoro. Worry washed over you as you tried to offer your assistance to the cute ship's doctor.

"I said...I'm fine!" Zoro grunted as he tried to stand.

"No you're not! Did you do anything different on the island we were just on?!" Chopper lectured as he placed Zoro on the infirmary bed.

"Tch, just wandered into...a patch of flowers is all."

"The same flowers the residents told us to avoid?" You asked, placing your hand against his forehead, "You're burning up, Zoro."

"Hn!"

You bit your lower lip as Zoro grabbed your hand. His breathing was erratic and his pupils were blown. Chopper was still panicking as he tried to do some research, but this...this you knew was different.

"Chopper, I think I know what's wrong. Um, he just needs some private rest."

"Are you sure?" Chopper asked in all his cuteness. You felt bad for lying to him,

"Yeah, I just remembered what the villagers said. If you wander into the flowers, let the person sleep off the sickness. Um, only a person of opposite sex can stay...alone with the sick person."

"Okay!"

Ah, how your heart clenched for lying to Chopper. He was so innocent to believe your story that he left, allowing you to lock the door.

"(Y/N)," Zoro groaned, his body pressed against your back, "You should...have left too."

"How could I?" You shivered as his hands started to roam your body, "The villagers warned...mhm...me about those flowers."

Zoro grunted softly as he started to grind his hips against your ass. His kisses getting rougher against your neck as he kept pressing you against the door. Worried that someone will hear, you struggled to face Zoro, pushing him gently.

"(Y/N)," Zoro hissed as he grabbed your ass, "Let me have you,"

Feeling your body against the bed, you looked into Zoro's eyes. He looked like he was in pain. Smiling, you leaned forward to kiss Zoro as he continued to take your clothes off.

This wasn't how you were expecting your first time to be, but at least you were helping Zoro. The way he looked at you was intoxicating. Once he took his own clothes off, you nearly felt your pussy drench the bed at the sight.

Zoro was toned and his dick was massive. You were afraid that he wasn't going to fit.

"Z-Zoro-"

With a groan, Zoro captured your lips in a hungry kiss. His fingers rubbing against your clit before entering your pussy. You winced at first, finding it slightly uncomfortable, but started to enjoy it as Zoro kept pumping his fingers into you.

"Shit, I wanted...to savor you..." Zoro groaned as he took your breast into his mouth, "Fuck you right,"

"Ah~" You clenched against his fingers towards his words, "D-Does that...mean?"

"Let me eat you properly after this," Zoro took his fingers out, licking them clean, "Shit, taste so sweet."

Your heart was racing as Zoro confessed. He spread you legs and slowly slid his dick inside your folds. You gripped the bed sheets, groaning towards the pain. Zoro's dick was big. He was stretching you out.

"Tight," He groaned, finally entering balls deep inside you.

You only had a moment to catch your breathe before Zoro started to pound into you like a beast in heat. You grabbed the pillow to cover your moans but the room was filled the slapping of your bodies. His dick abusing your poor pussy with every slap.

"Fuck," Zoro hissed as he held your hips tightly.

You felt your eyes roll back as Zoro kept hitting your sweet spot. His tip kissing your cervix with every rough thrust. Your body was burning with heat as you gave into Zoro's harsh thrusts.

Unable to handle the intensity, you cam quickly. Your body unable to keep up to his pace. Zoro kept pounding inside you, groaning and moan with every thrust. Little by little, you felt yourself getting full, wondering if Zoro had cummed inside you without noticing.

"Z-Zoro~" You moaned, arching your back as you felt another orgasm building up. Zoro threw your legs over his shoulders, wanting to taste you even deeper than before,

"So good, (Y/N). More," He whimpered.

Honestly, it was so hard to deny him. Zoro was still in pain. Shivering as Zoro continued his rough pace, you felt your throat starting to hurt. It was hard to moan and your body was growing numb. You were starting to see stars.

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Feeling his vision start to clear up, Zoro panted heavily as he finally came back to his senses. Looking down, his eyes widen as he saw you breathing heavily, your eyes half open. Honestly, you had a delicious fucked out expression on your face.

Wincing, Zoro finally realized that you were like this because of him. His memory returning as he pulled his dick out of your pussy. His cum flowing out of you like a waterfall.

"Shit," Zoro hissed as he got off the bed.

Looking around for some cleaning wipes, Zoro did his best to wipe your body down. His attention focused on his cum pouring out of your pussy. Oh, how he wanted to fill you back up. Stroking your hair, Zoro grumbled that this had to be the first time he fucked you.

"Sorry, (Y/N), next time I'll be more careful."

"Mhm," You rested your head against his hand, smiling softly as you fell asleep. Zoro sighed heavily in response,

"Tch, didn't leave enough marks on you either."

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[sanjisblackasswife]

Thinking about Riding Zoro.

@noawithlove sorry for the wait <3

CW: Pussy Grinding, Needy!Zoro, Established Relationship, L-Bombs, Zoro has a gold chain on☺️

“Fuck me—-!!”

“I already am silly.”

“Shut—ah~”

It’s funny seeing him like this. Not too long ago you seen him save you from some drunk fools that didn’t know what the word “no” meant.

Your boyfriend Zoro of course was never too far from you so the moment he heard your scream his sword was stomach deep in one of ‘em.

Was killing them necessary?

…Zoro would have said yes, but that’s neither here nor there.

Seeing the duality in him was a treat. He’s always known for his powerful aura, the way he carries himself to becoming the strongest swordman, but tonight.

He’s just a man. A man weak for pussy.

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“Please…” His breath fanning your ear, his thick calloused fingers digging into your ass to roll your sticky wet slit against his shaft just for SOME friction.

You’ve been teasing him all night to the point you forgot you wanted to actually REWARD him for being so good to you.

“C’mon baby…” You hovered over his wet lips, his breath smelling like your pussy which makes you smirk a little. “Tell me what you want.”

Zoro’s tanned cheeks turning a flusted red, beads of sweat trickle down his forehead and neck, you trail your tounge up it to his ear, his back slightly lifting off the bed with your cold tounge hitting his hot skin.

You and him both knew if he wanted to he could just flip you on your stomach and make you cum at least 2 times within 30 minutes, but he wanted to be good.

He wanted to be your good boy.

“I…” He groans, you didn’t stop the rocking of your hips, you felt more pressure of Zoro’s fingers into the fat of your ass, and honestly you liked the pain.

“I need you…”

That…wasn’t exactly what you EXCEPTED to hear, but damn if only Zoro could feel how turned on that made you, his voice rasped, his breathing getting heavier, you can’t even deny him at this point.

You raise your hips , his eyes immediately dart to the literal drips of precum still connecting you both that causes him to bite his lower lip.

Grabbing his slippery dick you align yourself down on him, sharing a moan together Zoro grabs your neck the second your properly adjust to the painfully blissful bliss he’s giving you and kiss you.

It was almost as if he was telling you “thank you” and “i love you” in that kiss. His tongue wrapping around yours, the way his other hand pulled you closer, you felt his heart beat so quickly under your palm.

“Oh baby…” He whimpered softly thrusting up inside you, you both threw your head back, “Fuck yourself on me..”

The first slam you did on his pelvis already had him on the verge of cumming, but he couldn’t he tried his hardest and damnest to make sure his baby cums before he does.

“Common..” He huffed guiding your body to bounce up and down on him, his confidence grew back so he slowly started to rise on the bed and lean his back on the cold headboard. “That’s it, fuck yes baby just like that.”

He squeezed on your neck a little a breathless chuckle came out feeling you clench down, “you like that?”

You nod, “Mmmhm!~”

Your legs were wrapped around him, you both transitioned to the Lotus position making it even harder for you both not to end the fun so soon.

“Look at me.” Zoro commanded, “Look.”

He forced your chin to look up at him, His eyes were dark, lids were low you almost came from how he looked. His earrings bouncing and making a pretty little song, the way his lips kept latching onto yours it almost made you dizzy when he kept mumbling “I love you.” under your lips

Why did he have to look so attractive sweaty?

Zoro is usually not a fan of making more noise than you, but dammit the way your breast jiggled from each thrust, the way your mouth couldn’t stay closed, the way you pulled his hair when his cock hit just the right place he couldn’t help it.

He grunts and groans against your neck as he bit and kissed on it made you just want to clench harder on him.

You both were so close, but you almost didn’t want it to stop.

The sounds of the headboard, the bed, and the countless moans would cause an…interesting conversation in the morning with the crew but neither of you cared.

Zoro surely didn’t. Your pussy was his best stress relief.

[inu-mxki]

roronoa zoro x fem!reader / 18+ / praise + petnames

“c’mon, angel,” zoro mumbles against your collarbone, pulling the fabric of his shirt you’re wearing just enough to expose it, “jus’ a little somethin’. missed you like crazy.”

you’d finally earned a night off from lookout. getting some rest was the only thing on your agenda. tucking yourself into his side as he mindlessly drew circles against your hip sounded like heaven right now, but zoro had missed his little lady. he’d missed pressing your back to his chest, nuzzling his face into the nape of your neck as you slumbered beside him. god, if the rest of the crew knew what a fool he was for you, they’d never let him live it down.

but the one thing zoro missed the most, especially as the nights went on, was pressing his tongue against your folds, kitten licking soft, gentle circles against your sensitive bud until you’re bucking your hips to feel more friction. the thought makes his mind hazy. after all, zoro lived to devour you. he loved it just as much as receiving, if not more. your pleasure was his pleasure, tenfold, and right now all he wanted was to reward his hard working lady.

“‘ro, i’m so tired,” you mutter sleepily, trying to ignore the burning sensation below your abdomen, “i don’t think i have the energy.”

“i can wait baby,” he mumbles between kisses, scattering them across your neck, under your ear, down to your shoulder, “jus’ want to taste you, miss you so much. let me make you feel good, angel.”

and you knew he would. he was masterful. he took great care and pride in making you fall apart for him. it was enough to just see you like that. he can wait. your pleasure pretty much gets him off anyway.

“but ‘ro,” you say, opening your heavy, pretty eyes, “i can’t just let you do that.”

fucking hell. you’ll be the death of him. not this pirate life of his, you, and those big doe eyes looking at him with such adoration. looking at him like you want to please him, but your tired bones are just too much. selfless, that’s what you are. but zoro was a patient man when it came it you. he’d wait eons to have your pretty little mouth wrapped around him. he was happy to just serve you right now. his angel. his baby doll. his lifeline.

“don’t worry ‘bout me, baby girl,” he whispers, capturing your lips in a hot kiss as you whimper into his mouth lightly. you needed it. he knew that, and he was going to give it to you, “tomorrow, i’ll fuck you into this mattress, but right now, all i want is to make a mess of you. can i do that, pretty girl? can i make my angel come on my tongue?”

he pressed two fingers against your clothed core. you bucked your hips involuntarily, letting out a strangled sort of moan. you could feel the grin against your mouth, “is that a yes doll?” he asks gently, adding just a little more pressure to see you squirm, “need your words angel. tell me what you want.”

his eye was onyx. he’d pretty much caged you against the bed and his body, peppering kisses against your mouth, patiently waiting for your response. he’d respect it either way.

“p-please,” you strain against his lips, and he grips the sheet beneath you to steady himself, “make me feel good, ‘ro.”

“no need to be all polite about it, angel,” he worked his way down to your chest, leaving hot, wet kisses against your exposed skin, gently pushing up your shirt and hooking his fingers in your underwear, “all you gotta do is gimme a yes.”

“yes,” you breathe out, and he almost growls against your hip bone, sucking at the flesh there, “yes, yes.”

“i fucking love you,” he slurs, pulling down your underwear and immediately pushing your legs up and placing a open mouthed kiss to your bud, “my baby angel.”

“I love you,” you choke out, gripping onto the sheet. he places a few more sloppy kisses, before moving to kiss your inner thigh.

“jus’ relax, angel,” he rasps, looking up at you through a hooded eye, “gonna make you feel good, promise.”

i do not own one piece or anything associated with it

[torawro]

WHEN BLADES CLASH, SO DO HEARTS. ( r. z. )

roronoa zoro & bounty hunter!reader.

cw ━━ ! minors, ageless and blank blogs DO NOT INTERACT. reader is portrayed as a black woman who is on the thicker / curvier side but you do not have to imagine it that way ! you are free to imagine the reader how you wish. canon divergent au (lowkey implied post-timeskip -> zoro is still a bounty hunter and never became a pirate). bc it's canon divergent, zoro will have both eyes (i know, i know). mentions and descriptions of alcohol consumption. canon-typical violence (i.e., mentions of weapons). light(ish) descriptions of blood & injuries. so much [sexual] tension between reader and zoro that it's palpable. contains sexually explicit content including smut (descriptions of it from an omniscient pov). gets kinda poetic at the end but y’all already knew that was coming. somewhat proofread.

word count ━━ ! 4.8k

notes ━━ ! my first published one piece fic on my blog . . . you'd think the first one would be about law since my current theme revolves around him but alas, this swordsman was prominent in my mind…i did lose motivation at some point but i still pushed through. this fic was originally something i drafted up to serve as the prologue for a much longer fic i'm writing (no hints, sorry < 3). and i thought writing this purely for contextual purposes would help with that longer story, but in the process it just turned into something else all on its own skskkskks so this is a modified version of that blurb. obvs this is also my first time officially writing for zoro so i’m a little nervous and to be honest, i’m not sure if i even like how this turned out…..regardless, i hope i portrayed him well enough (pls be gentle with me) >< also wanna dedicate this fic to naj, a mutual of mine who became a friend, but unfortunately deactivated her blog some time ago. she's been helping me with this drabble and the longer story i plan to write and i really appreciate her. reblogs + commentary are GREATLY appreciated ♡!!!

SHAKING OFF THE GRAVELLY SAND that haphazardly clung to the fabric of your pants, with little effort and practiced precision, you swiftly returned a large metal rod back into a black carrying bag before swinging the straps over your right shoulder. Rolling your arms to relieve some of the tension that resided in them proved to be a little painful, leading you to conclude that you most likely pulled a muscle somewhere when fighting the unknown men who had just attacked you. 

Said men were now lying unconscious on the ground, hardly breathing and within an inch of their lives. 

You didn’t kill them ━no, of course not ━ that would be a fruitless endeavor. Besides, you were well aware that your energy would be well-spent elsewhere, like searching for the next poor soul that had a bounty looming over their head. You were like a hunting dog, the scent of your next target set in front of you by the wanted posters littered around in each city or island you traveled to. Much like how the grim reaper awaited in the shadow of someone who stood inches away from the gates of death, you too would bide your time until the right moment to strike.

You took pride in the fact that the glint of your weapon would be the last thing that reflected in the eyes of your target.

The end result of your fight, if you could even call it that, was as chilling as the evening breeze that was brought forth by the wading waves of the ocean. You have made your mark on the flesh of these men, reopening some old wounds and creating new ones that would certainly scar forever. On levels of the skin and of the spirit.

With a heavy sigh, you adjusted your bag again as you walked towards the cluster of little lights nestled beyond the trees, within them existed this main island’s largest town. Your facial muscles didn’t so much as twitch as the pointed heel of your boots dug into the skin of your unconscious assailants— thinking nothing of their drowsy, muffled grunts of pain or the stark contrast between stepping over doughy bodies versus stepping on the hard earth.

The waxing crescent moon only slightly illuminated the dirt road as you made your way to the populated village, occasionally swatting away a fly or two. Soon enough, the mouth of the semi-dense woods opened up to reveal a wide gravel road. Across the opening was a bridge that stood over a flowing stream, and beyond that was the town. It was a cluster of buildings of varying heights lined up neatly street by street.

Lamps hung on every corner, street pole and ledge that would allow it, bathing all that rested under them in a pale yellow glow. It was quite pretty at night if you were being honest; and judging by its looks and atmosphere, you were sure that they’d have a nice inn around somewhere.

But first, a drink. And some food, you added as an afterthought, but mostly a drink. Your body could use a bit of external help to unwind after spending the last few days at sea.

It didn’t take you all that long to find out where the town’s bar was located, and you wasted no time ascending the steps that led to the double swinging doors. The clacking of your boots against the wooden floors upon entering the establishment were more or less drowned out by the chatter of the rugged-looking individuals who more or less made themselves at home.

And yet, despite the dozens of conversations that bounced off the walls of the tavern, the stares of everyone whose line of vision you crossed seemed to be louder. Much louder than any fit of raucous laughter or profane shout that surrounded you.

Your ears were even able to pluck out a few conversations. Hushed inquiries of familiarity, musings of what could possibly be in that bag dangling on your back, how the pants you wore emphasized the fat of your ass just right━ all things you let roll off your back and pretended not to hear. 

If it weren’t for your more reserved nature, you would have slashed that the throat of the man who made that salacious comment the moment it left his dried lips.

You took a random seat at the bar, not really paying attention to who sat on either side of you. Placing the cowboy-style hat you wore next to you and your belongings at your feet, you patiently awaited for the bartender to make her way down to where you sat. 

As you waited, you crossed your legs, one fleshy thigh over the other, absentmindedly twirling one of the bulky silver rings that encased your middle finger as you wondered what drink you were in the mood for today.

It wasn’t until several moments later, when your body and mind stilled enough, that you’d take notice.

Something felt . . . weird. ‘Off’ was probably a better word for the strange weight that suspended itself over your muscles. Whatever it was, whatever feeling or presence you sensed, it had your fingers twitching towards your bag laying idly against the table. And it only continued to linger in the air as the minutes dragged by.

The sound of the barkeep’s voice pulled you back into the plane of reality and away from the realm of your overactive mind. “What’ll ya be having tonight, honey?” She was an older woman, probably around the age of fifty but looked much younger, had deeply tanned skin, and peppered black and white hair that was pulled into a bun and rested at the base of her neck. 

“Hmmm . . . whatever your best cocktail is, I’ll just have that.” 

With a nod and an amused smile at you allowing her to have free reign, the barkeep turned around, set a shaker aside, and got to work preparing a drink of her choice to serve to you.

Then, something flashed in your peripheral vision.

It was so fleeting that you could have easily dismissed it as nothing had you not been on somewhat high alert already. It flickered in the reflection of the metal canisters that sat along the back wall of the bar. And whatever it was managed to startle you enough to jump start the pulse in your chest into a panicked overdrive so fierce that you heard it in your ears.

The frantic beating of your heart  never showed on your face, however━ your expression remained neutral. It needed to be for a woman in your line of work. Perhaps especially because you were a woman in your line of work.

Without any warning or indication, the cold sensation of polished steel licked and nipped at the warmth residing in your neck. The sharpened end of a blade rested on the jugular of your throat, pressed firmly enough that if you moved forward even a little bit, a stain from your blood would surely blossom on the katana.

“You…” a deep male voice spoke, sounding rough and rugged all around its edges. The rest of the pub seemed to fall silent at the man’s utterance of that one word, rather than his blatant display of threatening you with a sword. “Why are you here?”

Your eyes were the only thing that moved. Slowly, with a frosty gleam underlining your gaze, your eyes landed on the sword’s master, his name immediately flashing in your mind. His reputation as a bounty hunter sent a chill down the spines of both marines and pirates alike. Residents all over the four seas feared his name, and his name alone could cause people to question if the threads of their lives would be severed by the piercing edge of his sword.

“Roronoa Zoro….” Your tone was leveled and held an air of disinterest as you talked. You spoke as if you were tasting the very syllables of his name, taking the time to roll each combination of letters against your tongue. They tumbled from your lips with a smoothness you weren’t entirely opposed to━ it was almost pleasant, if you were being honest with yourself.

A practice you didn't normally engage in.

Upon identifying the swordsman aloud, a short wave of hushed gasps from the customers surrounding you filled the air. With speeds that almost seemed abnormal, the long metal pole resting in your black bag suddenly ended up in your grasp, one end of it hovering several inches away from Roronoa's neck; such speeds even caught the mint-haired swordsman off guard. “Getting a drink, of course. Isn’t it obvious?”

Before he could even part his lips to reply, the piercing shing! of steely iron being brandished cut through the thick tension that settled in between you. A long and heavily curved blade abruptly emerged from the blackened rod in your right hand, and oh so conveniently arced around Roronoa's neck, momentarily silencing him. 

The weapon you carried was a scythe, one with a retractable blade meant to disarm your opponent’s perception and therefore hinder their judgment. A scythe that was reminiscent of the tool Death used to carry out his grisly duties of executing souls and dragging them to hell.

In this position with the scythe’s blade practically wrapped around his throat, if need be you could swiftly behead him, or at least mutilate him; judging by how quickly he unsheathed his katana, his reflexes were pretty sharp. Still, the potential ease of killing Pirate Hunter Roronoa Zoro— in addition to the mild bewilderment reflecting in his eyes and the patrons’ silent gasps once they pieced together who you were— caused your lips to tick upwards, but your countenance remained otherwise stoic.

“And I’m assuming you’re here for the same reason. That, or you just couldn’t get enough of me during our last battle, and you tracked me down for more.”

Your previously dry tone had somehow morphed into one with an airy lilt, followed by a quiet chuckle that bubbled in your chest when you saw Roronoa's brows twitch and deepen with ire at your subtly teasing words.

You were referring to the last time you saw the swordsman on some obscure island that took root in the Grand Line; an island whose name currently escaped your memory. With you being a bounty hunter as well, your job was the only reason why your paths have crossed so often, and why you have come to know Roronoa on a more personal level such as this. Each time your gazes clashed, it would always result in an inevitable battle, which indirectly fanned the flames of an unspoken competition between the two of you.

If his current expression was anything to go by, this bar may very well be your next battlefield. “You lost that fight, remember?” He emphasized his point by digging the sharp edge of his blade a little further into your neck, the increased pressure causing your eyebrow to all but twitch, “Or did I hit you too hard last time we fought, and now you’re suffering from long-term memory loss?”

The edges of an insufferable smirk curled at Roronoa's lips— one that conveyed his confidence in his abilities and matched the glint in his eyes that began to grow hungry for a brawl. And now, the corners of your own lips broke into a small, amused smile— or perhaps it would be more accurately referred to as a sneer— and you responded by mirroring his earlier movements.

Pressing the sharp end of your scythe into the back of his neck, the blade was met with the resistance of the corded muscle residing there, and your gaze eagerly drank in the brief glimmer of pain that was but a ripple across his arrogant expression.

“I didn’t lose that fight. It was a draw, at best. Seems like you must not remember the excessive blood loss on your end. But anyhow, tell me something pirate hunter…” You uncrossed your legs to stand up and took one step closer towards Roronoa, careful not to let his sword further nick your skin even though it was already dangerously close to you, “How many bounties have you collected since we last saw each other? Three? Two? One?”

Your voice descended further into a teasing whisper, and Roronoa's indignation only grew with each number you hurled at him.

The samurai didn’t take your tone lightly, and perceived your step forward as something of a  challenge, one that his nerves and heart and bones pleasantly vibrated to the sound of. So he too took a step forward, away from the piercing curve of your scythe that hung behind him like a shadow.

Roronoa was a little taller than you were, so meeting his gaze meant angling your neck upwards whilst he simultaneously moved his face an inch closer to yours.  “You think you’re hot shit, huh? Try five, sweetheart.”

Your nostrils flared involuntarily at his bold claim, and something . . . something warm prickled underneath your skin at his referral to you as sweetheart. For some reason, that word━ especially coming from his lips━ was a bit harder to ignore compared to other comments about you from this bar's patrons. And what they said was far more conflicting than a simple term of endearment; even if the 'endearment' in question was so obviously meant to be condescending.

“Is that right? You think you're such a badass, don't you?"

"That's 'cause I am."

Roronoa's mocking sneer was punctuated with a step forward into your space this time; any closer and the front of your clothes might graze each other. The swordsman pushed the boundaries once more by adding a little more force onto the grip of his katana, enough to finally break the bonds of your umber tinted skin.

A barely decipherable noise of amusement and veneration rumbled in his chest when your blood dripped on the length of his sword, but your reaction was nothing more than an involuntary clench in your facial muscles.

"Yeah?" You questioned him with a glare and a tilt of your head in the direction of his blade that uncomfortably sat at the opening of your skin. The tightness in your voice was meant to goad him, but it also contained the sparks of a challenge━ and of something else you didn't want to identify━ that ignited in the pit of your stomach with an increasing amount of fervor.

"Yeah." His voice descended a little lower into a place that killed the next sentence on the tip of your tongue.

Your eyes then narrowed as you held Roronoa's taupe gaze, his overconfident words floated in the silent air between you like a speck of smoldering ash, ready to burst into something more intense and fierce the moment it touched the ground.

Then you shifted your cold gaze elsewhere, opting to let it lazily roam around the room. Everyone was staring at the both of you with uneasy expressions and anxious stares. You could tell that even at the slightest movement from either you or the swordsman would cause the panic bubbling beneath their skin to flood forth in waves.

If there was one thing about you, you preferred to be to discreet. It made your job a whole lot easier, and more enjoyable in the long run.

A hummed vibrated behind your plump lips and your glare returned to his. "Let's take this outside, swordsman. I'd hate to ruin this nice lady's establishment with scuff marks and your blood."

Roronoa huffed a scoff, the amused smirk from before uncurled into something more animalistic. "That's funny. But sure, I'm down. When I defeat you and spill your blood on the ground, it'll make perfect fertilizer for those little plants I saw outside."

You huffed at his cocky attitude and accompanied it with a roll of your eyes. Your stare pierced him for a moment longer before you rescinding it, along with your scythe that was still outstretched towards him. The mint haired swordsman followed suit after another beat or so.

"That's about as likely as a fish growing legs and walking on land." Your voice was thick with sarcasm as you fished out a cotton pouch from your bag; it was small in size, but heavy with Berry. As you slipped out a couple of bills to pay for the drink that sat idly forgotten at your seat, another hand forcefully placed several bills down on the counter.

That hand belonged to Roronoa. You had to force yourself from letting your irises linger too long, or else you'd start thinking about how rugged, calloused, and veiny it looked.

With a newfound general annoyance at both him and yourself, you proceeded to present the bills to the bartender, who looked as if she was one muscle twitch away from ducking under the table behind the counter. You offered something similar to a sympathetic smile to assuage whatever she was feeling.

"Don't bother." Roronoa called out.

When you turned around to greet his voice, he was sheathing the sword that he previously drawn and made his way to the entrance of the pub.

"What are you talking about?" As you inquired, the swordsman still allowed his back to face you, hardly pausing to properly address you.

"I said, don't bother." he repeated in a stern tone, as if that was going to elucidate exactly what he meant, "Now come on. I'm itching to cut you down so I can go lay down."

And without adding anything further, Roronoa eventually exited the bar and disappeared behind the doors.

You were starting to lose count of how many times you narrowed your eyes at the green-haired man, but your stare━ both equal parts vexed and confused━ rested on the doors he had just walked through as if glaring at them long or hard enough would summon him again.

With a sigh, you turned back to the thin stack of Berry he left on the table, eyeing it suspiciously. You weren't sure what he ordered or how much of it, but it look like quite a bit of money he'd just randomly tossed next to you.

Was he insinuating . . . . that he paid for both of your drinks? Could this be what he meant when he told you not to bother, because he already covered it? Such a gratuitous act of kindness, something seemingly so simple caused that weird fluttering to bounce against the walls of your stomach again.

Picking up your bag, you continued to poke and dissect his actions in an attempt find meaning in them as you tipped the barkeep, once more ignoring the stares of nearly every person in that building as you left.

The moment your heeled boots dug themselves into the ground, your peripheral vision was bombarded with something being swung in your direction at high speeds. Before you could even process what it was, you instinctively leapt out of the way, your neck jerking backwards to further avoid the object.

A grunt filled your ears, already knowing the origin of the sound. "Nice reflexes."

You exhaled an exasperated breath of air, turning your gaze to meet that of the mint-haired swordsman who had begun to unsheathe a second sword out of the three scabbards hanging from his hip.

"Can I at least breathe first? Set my stuff down perhaps?" You asked wryly, almost unimpressed, but you didn't waste any time removing the straps of your bag to set it down on a nearby barrel, still cursing the pirate hunter under your breath all the same.

"Didn't know you were that eager to eat dirt." The familiar hiss of your scythe's blade erecting from the rod sent a pleasurable chill up your arms. You held your weapon tightly at your side, your grasp around its length tightening ever still when Roronoa began to square his stance. Even when you were several feet away from him, you could still clearly see the crease in his brows becoming more prominent; he began to resemble some kind of beast.

But that glimmer in his eyes held no real fire in them━ at least not the one that would lead to anger; one could even say it was one of wild excitement. The swordsman already knew his thirst for a worthwhile fight would be sufficiently quenched once more.

"Shut up." With a grunt, Roronoa pushed off the balls of his feet to launch himself into a powerful sprint towards you. It was clear he wanted to close as much distance between the two of you as quickly as possible. His movements were reminiscent of his brief display of swordplay earlier in the bar, where he was one swipe away from slitting your throat.

He was fast, but the gritty and often dangerous nature of your job honed your reflexes to be faster.

Your spine bended as you briskly leaned backwards to dodge the double swipe of Roronoa's katanas. The sound of the sharp blades cutting through the very air around you. With it only inches away from your nose, it was enough to replace the blood pumping through your veins with pure adrenaline.

Using the momentum from your quick dodge, you allowed your back to curve into a bridge and kicked upwards into a backflip to move out of the way━ the corners of your lips twitched into a satisfied grin when you felt your foot collide with his jaw and chin.

Once you were upright again, you wasted no time lunging forward in a sprint, you body much lower to the ground than Roronoa's was. Your plan was to slash his legs to throw him off balance, but that plan quickly evaporated like smoke due to his quick recovery and immediate realization of what you were doing.

"Tch." Your tongue clicked against the roof of your mouth in annoyance when the swordsman was able to leap in the air in time to avoid your attack. He was high enough that you had to crane your neck to see. With that much height, the next blow was sure to be one with quite a bit of force behind it.

"Two-Swords Style, Nigiri...." The swordsman's orotund voice descended far from where he was suspended in midair, and you braced yourself for his next attack, "....Tower Climb Return!"

The following clash of piercing steel against metallic iron was deafening, swallowing up any other noise that reverberated around you. The sheer impact of Roronoa's attack created a thin ring of dust that encircled both your figures and violently buzzed against the pole of your scythe.

You gritted your teeth to remain footed into the ground, but the force was too much, and that shit-eating grin nearly unfurling at his lips was too annoying. It shook the steadiness in your legs and caused you to tumble back by several yards. By steeling your thighs and calves you willed yourself not to fall, huffing with effort and frustration.

It hadn't even been that long since you've last fought Roronoa, could he really have made noticeable improvements in a short amount of time?

Regardless of the answer, you weren't about to allow him the chance to prove himself.

The both of you then darted at each other again, your motions a bit more cutthroat this time, and a newborn determination to strike down the pirate hunter further fed the burning adrenaline that coursed through your body.

Reaching your arm backwards, you performed a horizontal slash that Roronoa parried almost instantly. With effortless control and graceful dexterity, you reached both arms behind your back and twirled your scythe between your fingers, shifting the weapon from one hand to the other, and attempted to cut him again.

He blocked that attack as well, the tip of the blade just inches away from his left eye. You saw something moving fast in your peripheral vision, and immediately jumped backwards to avoid the katana that was about to release your intestines from the confines of your stomach.

It was always a pain fighting Roronoa because he wielded multiple swords at once, which means battles with him were more drawn out than they needed to be.

You lunged at him once more, and began to administer a barrage of horizontal, vertical and diagonal slashes in rapid succession. Your constant switching from one hand to the other, in addition to its length and the impressive control you exerted over your limbs, you were able to create a variety of fluid, long and short-range attack patterns, barely allowing Roronoa enough time to parry.

The moss-haired swordsman was keeping up with the relentless flurry of your attacks quite well━ for a short while at least. Roronoa lost himself in his own inner monologue of searching for an opening wide enough to immobilize you, and before long, a red cut blossomed on his semi-exposed chest, the injury lazily drooling blood.

The amount of cuts both deep and shallow began to increase, tearing his skin asunder under the weight of your blows. Your scythe repeatedly made contact with the elongated ha of his katana as well as his tanned flesh, but it wasn't enough to deter him completely.

It should have been though, but the many encounters you've had with Roronoa reminded you that he was no ordinary man.

Within that bombardment of the numerous slices and projectile slashes of your scythe Roronoa had found a millisecond of respite, and used that brief pause to leap backwards and put some distance in between you two.

You weren't able to hear the aching cry from the muscles in your arms until after you halted your attack, but the adrenaline flickering in your gaze still raced around your irises unceasingly. Roronoa's own gaze was hard and unyielding, glistening with something you couldn't discern from where you stood. But even so, your body somehow knew to feel like malleable putty under his stare; it's as if it was instinctual.

And again your blades clashed against one another, a steady rhythm rose from the cacophony of noises that were generated from your battle with the swordsman. Your laborious breaths became synchronized with each other, heavy and full of effort. The thin splatters of blood became homogeneous with each other as the both of you took turns cracking each other's skin open. Your limbs moved about and against his in a deft fashion and every nerve in your body reacted to his.

So much so, you didn't even realize when it happened.

Your duel with Roronoa had been in the forefront of your mind entirely that you hadn't actively processed the moment when your ragged breaths turned to breathy pants. Nor did you realize the moment it was no longer a scythe and katanas clashing, but wet lips and warm extremities instead. That same glint that shimmered in your eyes all evening never faded even then; it still twinkled through the murky mist of lust that clouded yours and Roronoa's vision.

Whenever your eyes collided with that of Pirate Hunter Roronoa Zoro, an inescapable battle would always ensue━ it was tried and true, and it felt more like a promise. It was also true, although not externally expressed, that your fight with the mint-haired man was one that neither of you even wanted to evade.

With each brawl you learned something new about Roronoa, and you were repeatedly met with the reality and veracity of his skills, his reputation full-force. And when your brawl eventually led to the languid but hungry removal of each other's clothes, you learned more about Zoro, and the emotions hiding underneath his taut and rugged body. This learning curve was both all-consuming and tenderhearted, and you couldn't help but shiver at the fact you were the only one who could witness it.

And what good is a fight if he didn't learn from and about his opponent as well? Each new thing he unearthed about you was an incentive to further indulge your soft and fleshy curves, and observe how they seamlessly molded with firm, corded muscle. Completely unexpected, Zoro had become utterly fascinated with the warmth that resided under your icy, expressionless glare.

And when Zoro peeled back a new layer, when his lips hovered over an uncharted area of your skin━ hot, breathy, filled with groans of expletives intertwined with your name━ when the grip of his calloused fingers and his heavy cock simultaneously dug deeper into you, one leg dangling haphazardly off his shoulder, when your bodies meshed just like that, you moaned━ you knew you didn't want to stop fighting with him.

Again and again and again with each thrust, each roll of his hips, each sightless grope of your body, you knew you would gladly continue participating in this unspoken competition. You'd proudly don cuts and bruises if it meant you and you alone could have Roronoa Zoro like this. You'd keep at it with enthusiasm if it meant that your hearts would always collide so wholly with each other, not being able to tell where his ended and yours began.

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Pairing: Zoro x F!Reader Warnings: 18+! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut, oral, smut without plot, hair pulling. Summary: sneaking into Zoro's bed. A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

You saw Zoro laying in his bed when you walked into the bedroom, you closed the door behind you. "hi sleepyhead" you sang, he yawned and stretched as your eyes glided down twoards his big tent "hi" he said and looked over at you. "what's up?" he asked as he leaned up on his elbows and was checking you out.

You smirked as you stood at the end of the bed, opened the duvet and saw he was naked underneath. "naked? did you know I was coming?" you flirted, You climbed into the bed with the duvet over you "youre the one who undressed me last night" he smirked, you giggled under the duvet "true" you chuckled as you opened your mouth and inhaled his hard throbbing dick.

He sighed happily as you sucked and popped the dick out of your mouth as you circled around the tip "I'm hungry" you hummed as you inhaled his length, sucked while bobbing your head. "you are, huh?" he said with a deep sleepy voice as he dragged the duvet away so he could see you more properly "let me see how well you take me" he cooes "you look so pretty with my cock deep inside your mouth like that" he hummed, you popped his dick out of your mouth "you call that deep?" you smirked, "show me" he hummed "you know I like it when you-" before he could finish his sentence you inhaled his length deep into your mouth until you could feel his cock down your throat "ahh" he moans loudly as he stares at you in awe.

Your moans sent vibrations throughout your throat "just like that" he moans as he gripped the sheets tight. You breathed through your nose as you popped his cock out of your mouth while panting.

You stroked his cock as you smirked at him "take off your clothes" he said and you obeyed. With the clothes laying on the floor, you looked over at zoro and just melted. His sunkissed ripped abs, his man nipples and as your eyes glided down twoards his v line. "you're just gonna stare all day or what?" he smirked while stroking his cock.

you smiled at him and curled up into his arms as you kissed him deeply, he rolled you over so that you laid on your stomach. He crawled over you as he kissed your neck and went lower while kissing your shoulder and placing two pillows under you so your ass were higher up.

"Fuck I love your ass" he grinned as he playfully placed his teeth on your ass and then kissed ontop of his bit. He spreaded first your legs and then he spreaded your asscheeks. He placed his long thick fingers deep inside you, massaging your gspot. He groaned as he saw your asscheeks shake while he thrusted his fingers deep inside you. You moaned as you bended your back, causing him to thrust deeper.

"I gotta have you right now" he hummed as he grabbed his cock and placed his cock into your wet entrance while kneeling over you. "so wet for me" he hummed as he leaned his hand on the bed with one arm and grabbed your hair into a ponytail with the other.

you moaned as his cock went deeper inside you, you grabbed the sheets as he pulled your hair while thrusting hard into you. He smacked his hips hard into you and you felt like you melted into a puddle, with your ass pushed back into him causing him to groan "you like me fucking you like this?" he cooes, when you didn't respond he pulled your hair "huh?" you moaned as his cock was so deep into you "yes" you moaned as you squeezed your walls tight, causing him to moan as his hips went automatically "fuck, yes" he huffed "y/n, keep doing that" his moans and huffing sang into your ears.

His thick dick deep inside you, teasing your gspot as his cock was rubbing your walls with each thrust. You panted as you felt you were close, "fuck me harder" you moaned and he replied "fuck i love you" he groaned as he leaned back and gripped your hips tight along with him and smacked his hips onto you "yes just like that, harder" you hummed and he obeyed.

You moaned as you felt your orgasm come in like a big tide wave washing over you, your breath was deep and short, your chest was rising as he slammed his hard cock deep into you. He groaned loudly as he climaxed deep inside you.

He collapsed beside you "come here" he said and opened his arm, you curled onto on his ripped abs, as his hand wrapped around you, you sucked playfully on his delicious man tit. "you really like my nipples, huh?" he smirked, you giggled and sighed happily as you kissed him.

You laid down into his arm comfortable, as you fell asleep in his big protective arms. he stroked your hair behind your ear and placed the duvet over you. He smiled as he looked at you and kissed your forehead. He really couldn't keep his eyes off you.

[moonywritez6]

Late Night Pleasures (Reupload)

Character: Roronoa Zoro

Reader: Female Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, male masturbation, harsh language

Prompt: Zoro is trying his best to be quiet while the reader sleeps.

Wc: 724

A/N: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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Zoro groaned as he awoke from his dreams due to the night's heat. He let out a deep sigh as he turned on his side, his eye landing on your sleeping form. Zoro felt a slight smile tug at the corner of his lip as he carefully brushed a few strands of hair out of your face, freezing when you stirred a bit, thinking he had woken you. As he took in the sight of you, the swordsman couldn't help it as his gaze kept landing on your exposed cleavage due to the tank top you wore, thanks to this ridiculous heat. He swallows, taking in how some sweat seems to glisten on the plump skin from the bit of moonlight that shines into the dark room. The flesh slowly rose and sank with each quiet breath you took. His eye soon lands on the marks he had left on your neck from earlier that night, causing him to bite his lip as he feels the tent in his pants rise.

"Shit." Zoro cursed as he slowly sat on the bed, staring at his newly formed erection. He glances from you to his pants, debating whether he wants to wake you up or take care of it himself. “Oi Y/n…” He whispers gently, shaking your arm. You let out a small whine, face scrunching up from the sudden movement. Feeling bad, your boyfriend gives up on waking you up, cursing again as he clenches his jaw. Without another thought, Zoro pulls his throbbing cock out from his pants, hissing slightly as the tip hides his stomach. Zoro glances at your sleeping figure before wrapping a calloused hand around the sensitive flesh. "Mm." He grunts slowly, moving his hand up and down, eventually getting a good rhythm.

"Fuck." He moans, feeling more turned on than usual, most likely due to the heat. He leans back, placing his free hand behind him for stability as he jerks himself off. He tosses his head back, eyes closed as he bites his lip, not wanting to have you wake up to him doing something indecent. 'But what if she did catch me?' That thought crossed his mind causing his cock to twitch in his hand that moved faster, finding the thought of you catching him exciting. He starts to picture what kind of reaction you would have. Zoro clenches his jaw as a few moans slip past his lips. "Fuck…Y/n." He moans before seeing your body shift as you become more comfortable. 'Wake up baby…I want you to see me.' The swordsman could feel himself getting closer to his orgasm as he tossed his head back, memories of your earlier activities flooding his mind, causing him to open his mouth, but no sound came out. The filthy noises echoing off the walls drove him crazy. "Fuck Y/n! Shit baby fuck!" He silently cursed as his eye rolled to the back of his head, strings of cum shooting out from his red tip and onto his fist, coating it in white.

Zoro sat there momentarily, his breathing slowing as he descended from his high. He looked down at his sin-covered hand, letting out a small grunt before grabbing a rag on his nightside table and lazily wiping his cum off before laying back down to face you. He smirks while gently cupping your cheek. You hum, your eyes barely opening as you see your boyfriend staring at you with love filling his eye. "Zoro?" You whispered, voice slightly horse from having just woken up. "Shh. Go back to sleep, Y/n. It's still too early to be getting up." Zoro whispered while stroking your cheek with the hand previously covered by his lewd act moments ago. You hum, looking at him with glossy eyes as he brushes his thumb across your lips.

Without thinking, you open your mouth lightly, sucking on his thumb as you close your eyes. Zoro stiffened before lust clouded his vision as he watched your innocent act, excited that you had no idea what had been covering that digit. “Dammit Y/n…” He cursed, feeling himself getting hard again. Seeing that you were asleep again, Zoro sat up slightly as he leaned closer to your ear, a low growl leaving his lips as he whispered his next few words.

"When you wake up, I'm going to destroy you."

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Zoro x female reader - little girl

Warnings: anal penetration, vaginal penetration/ fingering, teasing, degradation,  dirty talking

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“Thought you said you could handle me back here little girl?” Zoro smirks against your ear, your back pressed to his chest as he bounces you on his cock, his free hand fingering your sloppy pussy quickly making you tremble in his strong arms. His taunts continue as you only drool, no words finding their way out of your parted lips.

“All you kept saying was ‘I could take it Zoro I could take it’. Now look at you. Crying like a little girl over my big dick shoved up your ass with my hand fucking your little pussy.” Zoro’s words grunting in your ear as he looked down to see where his fingers were thrusting deep in your leaking cunt. 

“Stupid little girl crying like a baby all cause of a dick. Thought you could take it and look at you, you can’t even say anything.” Zoro’s teeth nipping at your ear making you whine, his words going to your cunt making both of your holes clench pulling a hiss from the man behind you.

“Shit little girl you keep squeezing me like that and I’ll have to fuck you like this every. Damn. Day.” His words being followed by harsh thrusts up into your stretched hole, fingers curling in your cunt making you gasp. 

“What’s that matter little girl? You gonna cum like the little slut that you are?” His degrading words going straight to both of you stretched and twitched holes that he was starting to get drunk on. “My slutty little girl doing so good for me though. I’m fucking you stupid ain’t I?”

Zoro knew you couldn’t manage any words, the feeling of him being inside of your ass for the first time was too much for you to even think. The silence you gave him except for your sweet moans, whimpers and whines were making his brain fuzzy and he was contemplating getting you a plug to wear so he could do this more often. 

Your head falling back on his shoulder as his hips only fucked up into you more his name finally leaving you in a broken cry as you felt your belly tighten. “Z-Zoro~” Your whimper of his name makes the man smirk, his head turning to catch you in a deep and sloppy kiss. Biting at your bottom lip before grinning, “Go ahead little girl. I know I’m right. I know you wanna cum so let me see it.” 

“AH~!” Your slutty high pitched scream reverberated off the walls making him hiss as your ass tightened on his cock, you pussy sucking in his fingers before he rubbed at your clit. Your pussy spraying all over the bedsheets below like a fountain making him curse.

“Son of a bitch little girl, look at your pussy crying like this. Damn you’re gonna make me cum.” Zoro hissed as he pushed you harder down on his cock, his hips stuttering as he bit into your neck, his cock twitching as he came deep in your tight ass. “Fuck~ did so good for me little girl. Might have to fuck you like this more often baby.”

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Confidence: Sanji

Sanji x F!Reader

Summary: Sanji is taken with you from the moment he lays eyes on you at the beach. And when you come up to him at the small tiki bar, flirty and all so confident, he can't help but become fully enamored with you. You hitch a ride with the Straw Hat crew and grow ever closer to their chef, but will you let go of all the things that keep you from giving in to his enamored feelings for you?

Warnings: tiniest bit of angst, some fluff, some alcohol use, mild talk of age difference (like mild, mild--also everyone in this fic is 18+), smut (p in v, oral (f!reader receiving))

Word Count: 4.0K

A/N: Here is the first part of the four-part, requested mini-series I couldn't just keep sort and sweet lol

(@fanaticsnail I couldn't help but add in his tongue piercing cause you've brought it to my attention and I can't not unsee it and I need it in my lifeee!!)

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It doesn’t take much to get Sanji falling head over heels for you.

A beautiful lady in a bikini all stretched out over a beach towel for all to see??

He’s dying to know you in an instant--to wine and dine you with a meal prepared just for your delicate and, obviously, refined taste buds.

He hasn’t even spoken a word to you and he is imagining his life with you by his side.

His crew mates are less than love-struck. 

They grumbled and repairman him before Nami was grabbing him by the scruff of his collar, dragging him away from your beauty. A beauty which shone as bright as the sun you bathed in. Shone maybe even more so bright than the sun.

Your attention was pulled away from your book upon hearing a forlorned shout, looking up just in time to watch a flash of sandy hair and black fabric disappear into the seaside town. You gave a little shrugging humph before returning to your romance novel.

That night, you made your way into the tiki bar that boarded the beach you had reluctantly left once the sun had set, it a crowded mess of tourists visiting from the other side of the island and locals of this town.

You weren’t local, neither from the town or the island it was on, but had been here long enough to learn a few names and have a few learn yours.

You were a traveler. Someone whose broken heart drove you from your home in the South Blue to brave that of the Grand Line. 

It was a feat you were proud of in itself, having made it with no harm to your person and with just a few less berries to your name. A few thousand barries you had paid a pirate crew to bring you here, only for them to leave you stranded on this island, whose people never left and never had any reason to sail the seas. 

“Pirates.” Was the first thing the bartender you had gotten to know all too well said.

Pirates. It was very rare anyone came to this island, let alone pirates. So rare that the last time a pirate had stepped foot on this island, it had been to dump you here. 

That had been a year ago.

He pointed out two standing at the other side of the bar, one green-haired and brooding while the other was blond and flirting up a storm with Mia, the second bartender, who smiled and nodded at whatever he was saying.

The rest of them sat by the back of the tiki bar, waiting for their friends. Two were a constant stream of words and bouncing energy, while the girl looked very much unamused at their shenanigans. 

They were too--young. Too happy looking. Too un-pillagey. Very un-pirate like in your opinion and experience. 

You took your chances with the two at the bar, thinking the green-haired one looked the most captain-y.

You grabbed your drink before walking over to the two, running a hand over the blond’s broad shoulders and leaning against the bar next to him in one fluid motion. You pulled your most playful and flirtatious smile on your lips, taking hold of the curly straw in your drink as he stopped his conversations with Mia to look upon you with sea-blue eyes, one of which hid behind a lock of his blond hair.

“Hello, handsome.” You all but purred up at him. He stared down at you in something like shock. Shock that quickly turned excited and, if you weren’t just seeing things, all but enamored. 

Sanji was enamored by you. By your bright smile and voice and utter confidence as you stood next to him. A confidence he gravitated towards like you were the center of his universe.

“It’s you,” Sanji said, his breathy voice accented in a way you adored. “Such a beauty I had thought lost to me.” He continued, taking hold of your hand in his own.

“We’ve met?” You questioned, watching as he placed a soft, warm kiss on your knuckles that had your cheeks heating.

A kiss your skin burned through Sanji’s lips like the hottest of fires--a kiss he yeared to place on your lips. A kiss he wished to press along every inch of you skin you had to offer. 

“Unfortunately not madam. I saw your stunning glow on the beach upon our arrival. I’m Sanji.” You thought back to the beach. To that shout and flash of sandy hair you had seen. 

Him. It had been Sanji who you had caught a blurred glimpse at.

“Y/N. And how unfortunate indeed, right when I was in need of some help applying lotion to my back. I’m all burnt to a crisp now.” Sanji’s eyes widened as he scanned over your body, which still wore your bikini top and now a tie-on skirt. His cheeks flushed at your comment making a giggle spill from your lips.

“Forgive me. How could I have allowed such a thing happen to skin as fair as yours?” He was quick to say back in a flirty tone to match your own.

My oh my was he handsome and charming and--young. He was young. It was a fact that had you pulling your hand away from his despite the near heartbroken, puppy dog-like look he gave you.

“Allow me to make it up to you,” Sanji said, moving just the much closer in your hand's absence--needing to be closer to your glorious smile and confidence. 

“Allow me to rid myself of this horrible situation.” Sanji’s green-haired crewmate gruffed, pushing off the bar with two beers clutched in one hand, a cocktail in the other, and what looked like a glass of milk tucked against his scarred, exposed chest and the crook of his elbow. 

“I am actually looking for your captain.” You spoke quickly before the green-haired one could rush away. He narrowed his eyes down at you suspiciously. “I assume that must be you?” Sanji scoffed, gaining your attention once more. You watched him grab up the wine he had ordered, his half-obscured blue eyes returning back on you in seconds.

“That old mosshead? I think not.” The green-haired one huffed, thoroughly annoyed, before walking off towards where the rest of their crew sat. “Our captain would be one who ordered a chilled glass of milk.” He said with an amused chuckle as you watched the green-haired swordsmen hand out drinks. The milk went to the bouncy, straw hat-wearing boy who looked the youngest of the bunch. 

That was their captain?

“Come, I’ll introduce you.” Sanji introduced you to his captain, who had been very excited to meet you. You sat, drank, and bartered with their navigator for passage off this little isolated of island for the rest of the night. 

A good handful of berries had won her over and the next day you had been sailing off aboard their ship; The Going Merry.

And two months later you were still sailing with them, despite the various islands you had come across. None had felt right. None had been as full of adventure and fun as it was on the Merry with the Straw Hats. 

It had been two months you spent helping Sanji in the kitchen. Two months of dishwashing, food prepping, and constant flirting back and forth with the crew’s chef. 

Two months Sanji spent pining and pining after you. He had done everything to try and win your affections. Flirting, cooking meals, buying you gifts. But nothing. Nothing besides a thank you and a sad little look as you pulled away when he started trying to confess such feelings for you. 

But Sanji was determined to win your heart. To win your playful smile, your kind soul, and your electric confidence. To have you be his. 

So, on a night when your brightness had been overwhelming and the kitchen was all cleaned up and empty, he confessed his feelings for you. Confessed them quickly and all too rushed for his taste, but it was necessary when he knew you would be quick to shut him down--to laugh it off as more filtrations. 

“Y/N, sunshine--I am deeply and utterly enamored by you.” You stared up at him. Stared up at him as your face grew more and more panicked. A panic he felt himself become as well. He grabbed hold of your hands, holding them gently as he pulled you closer. Holding onto them as if they were a lifeline. He leaned down so he could look into your eyes--eyes that had crept into his dreams. Eyes he wished to look into until he turned to dust and returned to the earth. 

“You are who I wish to spend my days and nights with--and I mean it. You are stunning--and kind and confident. You give me the strength to find my own confidence.” 

“I--Sanji…” His heart beat painfully in his chest as you hesitated. As that panicked look turned near saddened--hurt. It was an old hurt, he knew. A hurt you had told him little of. Just enough to know you had been hurt horribly, it sending you from your home to wonder about the dangers of the Grand Line. 

“I can’t--you don’t mean that.” He pulled your hands to cradle them to his chest, where his heart beat like some drum. 

“I do. Every word.” You swallowed against the dryness in your throat. Because you wanted to accept his words. You wanted to allow your feelings to rush free to meet Sanji’s own feelings, but you couldn’t. You shook your head, feeling your eyes burn. Sanji’s face stayed so--loving. So ready to give you everything he had to give. 

“Tell me why? If you feel even an inkling of what I do for you, please, please tell me why?” Sanji pleaded--begged you. 

“Because…Sanji, you deserve someone better than me. I-I’m broken. Too old and too hardened by past mistakes and loves. And you--” You gave a sad little sigh, looking into those blue eyes of his. “You’re bright and shining and so full of life and love. You have your whole life ahead of you--dreams to keep you going and I--”

“How could I ever possibly wish to achieve my dreams without you by my side every step of the way? How could I possibly even dream if I didn’t have you near?” You shook your head to disagree, but Sanji was quick to take your face in his warm hands. Hands you grabbed onto, squeezing your eyes shut. 

“Too old, too hardened, too broken.” He said with a shake of his head, thumbs brushing over your cheeks. You reopened your blurry eyes to look up at him, to find a small, comforting smile on his lips. “Hardly. Not when you make me feel so alive. When I wake up excited to see your smile and hear your voice and bask in your utter confidence I could never get enough of. You make me feel alive--you make me feel everything you think I am without you.” 

Hot tears escaped your eyes as you reached your hands to brush over the skin of his cheeks. To brush his face gently down closer to your own, which he did eagerly. 

Noses brushed, then lips, until Sanji was closing the microscopic distances between you two. He kissed you soft and sweet. Kissed all the sweet, sweet words he had spoken into your lips. 

You kissed him back just as sweet. Just as soft. A kiss you pressed all the devotion and love you held for him into. A kiss you deepened by allowing his tongue access to your mouth--a tongue that a bit of metal was pierced under. A piercing he had shown you after you had playfully teased him about being too much of a goody-to-shoes. He said it was his own little bit of rebellion. 

Sanji’s hands moved over your back until they came to rest on your hips, grabbing you closer to him. You allowed your own hands to roam over his strong body, feeling the muscle hidden beneath his blue and white striped shirt--muscles you had seen on the special occasions he decided to train out on the deck. He grabbed your wrists just as your fingertips reached his belt.

He pulled away, looking so cutely flustered with his lips all swollen from your kiss, breath coming out in short puffs, and face almost as red as a tomato. 

“Here?” He questioned.

“Unless you wish for an audience? Then in that case, let us pick a room--” You teased, turning to walk towards the exit.

“No.” Sanji grit, cutting you off before you could keep agonizing him. He gave your waist a small little tug back into himself. “Only I get to see you--devour you and your beauty.” That playful smirk of yours pulled to your lips in a way that had Sanji’s stomach twisting and heart nearly stopping at its beauty. 

“Oh? Is that so?” You continued to tease, making Sanji’s flush deepen. You brushed your fingers over his cheek, feeling the warmth of the flush you had put there. “Then that must mean you’re only mine to see?” You traced the heart-shaped curve of his upper lips on feather-light fingertips. “To devour?” Sanji nodded--nodded in a rush that had you chuckling. 

“Yes.” He said, his voice as low and as breezy as a whisper. 

“Good.” You said just as whispery low and breezy before gently pulling Sanji back in. Back into that soft, devotion-filled kiss that sent warm strings of warmth flowing from your lips throughout your entire body. 

Sanji’s grip grabbed for your waist again, holding you close once more as he turned and guided you backward until the backs of your hips hit the island you had just helped clean. Before you could protest against dirtying it once more, Sanji was hosting you up to sit on its gleaming surface. 

“Sanji, you prepare food--” You started, but he silenced you with another warm kiss. 

“You were the one who suggested the kitchen, sunshine.” He said, kissing down your jaw and throat. Your fingers brushed through the bits of blond hair on the nape of his neck. “And I will be having one last meal for the night, so it is only reasonable I prepare it here.” 

You hummed as he kissed over your collarbone, hardly registering what he had truly said. Words that processed in your brain as he placed an open-mouthed kiss over the swell of your breast. Your fingers tightened in his hair as he licked a wet strip over your cleavage. 

“Yes. Only reasonable.” Sanji paused, those beautiful blue eyes flicking up to meet your own.

“Really?” You nodded in a yes that had that charming smile, which had stolen your heart the moment you had first laid eyes on it, cross his features. A smile that made him look all that much more bright and handsome. You felt his hands move from your hips downward over your legs, which you had wrapped around his waist. 

“You know,” You said, voice faltering the slightest bit when his hands found the bare skin of your legs, running right back up them. The feel of his warm palms and the cold metal of the ring he wore on his middle finger sent goosebumps rising over your body, their tingling only spreading and staying. “most men wouldn’t be so…eager to suggest such a thing.” 

“Most men waste without a second thought.” He said, fingers finding the edge of your underwear. His eyes lit with the same excitement you saw in him when you would compliment his meals using specific cooking lingo you had learned from listening to him talk about it. “May I?” You nodded on a breathy yes that lodged in your throat the second he began pulling the thin fabric down and off your legs. 

He placed them on the countertop with a care that you knew wasn’t needed but was grateful for seeing as those were your favorite pair. It only added to your ever-growing liking of the chef, now placing one of your ankles over his shoulder, blue eyes filling ever more in that excitement as he gazed upon your needy pussy. 

“So beautiful, sunshine. So perfect.” You couldn’t help the little whimper that spilled from your lips at the words. Words that had your body zapping and singing in need right alongside your core. 

You leaned back on your elbows as you helped along the process your pussy was begging to end. A process of trailing kisses up your inner leg and fingers that traced shapeless figures into your skin. 

“Sanji--please.” You begged, lightly tugging at him with the foot lying behind his neck. Sanji's breath brushed over your throbbing core and made another whimper fall from your lips. 

“Yes--yes, of course.” He grabbed your other leg and wrapped it over his shoulder where you hooked your legs together to pull him ever closer to your pussy, which begged right alongside you. 

Sanji placed another kiss to your inner thigh--then to the bit of skin that connected your core to your hip before running that pierced tongue through your all but dripping folds. He moaned against your taste and you felt your body burn from it. From just the mere knowledge that he was enjoying tasting you. 

He did more than taste you. He sucked and licked and devoured you like he was eating his favorite meal. 

He ate you in a way that had your heart beating fast against your chest and your body squirming in his sold grip around your hips. Ate you in a mind-numbing, pleasure-rolling way that had you moaning his name so loud you had to slap a hand over your lips to keep from alerting the rest of the crew. 

That pleasure built and built in you until it was pouring out of you in a viciously electric wave. 

Your head fell back against the countertop as you finished, chest heaving up and down rapidly.

But Sanji didn’t stop. He dipped that pierced tongue deep within you, collecting all you had given him into his mouth before attacking your clit once more. 

“S-Sanji--oh my gods--” You whimpered out as you grabbed hold of his writs, which hardly faltered under your weak attempt to pull him away. It was too good--too much for you in your recent, post-come state. “Holy--I’m gonna come again--” You whined out, feeling that electric pleasure begin to build again. An electricity that zipped and zapped around your body before releasing it in a shaking flood. 

You didn’t hold your moan back as you came yet again on his tongue. 

Sanji pulled away then, looking as if he had come himself--his eyes lust-glazed and lips puffy from use. 

“F-fuck Sanji.” You breathed, reaching for that soft face of his. He let your legs fall from his shoulder as he leaned into your touch. 

“I’m sorry, sunshine…” He said sheepishly, his nose brushing against your own. “You just tasted too good to let go.” You gave a low curse before claiming his mouth against yours once more. A mouth you could taste yourself on--a fact that had your body buzzing again.

Your hands roamed over his strong neck, over his broad shoulders, and down his chest and muscle-ripped abdomen before finding their home at his belt. Your fingers made quick work of undoing his belt, which you placed just as gently on the countertop as he had done for your underwear, before going for his button. 

“Are--are you sure, sunshine?” He asked, pulling away enough to look into your eyes. 

“Yes. I want to repay you.” Sanji shook his head the slightest bit.

“You don’t need to repay me for anything.” You kissed his chin as you unbuttoned and zipped down his pants, loosening them around the erection that had been trapped beneath them.

“But I want to.” You kissed his chin again as you slowly pulled his pants down. “Unless you wish to stop?” Sanji’s grip around your hips tightened the slightest bit. 

“No. Not unless you wish it.” You smiled, running your finger over the edge of his underwear. 

“No. I want to have you in every sense of the phrase.” A small little noise sounded in his throat that had your smile widening. Had you slowly pulling his underwear down and allowing his cock to spring free, its warm skin hitting your hand. You bit your lips as you looked over the wonderful sight, it twitching under your gaze. 

“So beautiful, sweetheart. So perfect.” You said, mimicking his earlier words and meaning every one of them. He kissed your temple.

Wrapping your fingers around the smooth bit of flesh, you gave him one, gentle pump that had Sanji all but gasping for air. He fell forward, face burying itself into the crook of your neck and hands clutching at your dress for dear life. 

So sensitive You thought as you kissed the shell of his ear. If he was this sensitive against your hand, you were eager to see his reaction to being inside you. You pumped him again as you scooted yourself closer to his awaiting cock. 

“Ready, sweetheart?” You murmured into his ear, your other hand coming to run through his hair in comfort. He nodded, kissing your neck. 

You hummed as you ran the tip of his cock through your folds, lining him up perfectly against your entrance, allowing him to easily sink into you. Your hum turned into a moan as your pussy stretched and flexed deliciously around his cock, allowing him to sit within you comfortably. 

“Darling--sunshine--gods you feel so, so good.” He huffed against your throat, making you wrap your legs fully around his waist to pull him deeper within you--so that his hips pressed against yours in a way that had him gasping for air all over again. 

“So good, sweetheart.” You praised back, letting him adjust to your warmth. You nudged his face with your own, kissing at his cheeks so that you could claim his lips against yours again. Lips that, once molded against yours, spurred him to move within you. Move in small thrusts that kept him close to you. Kept every little bit of skin that was exposed to the world covered and touching. 

Breath became heavy against each other's lips. Lips that parted and allowed your tongues to dance with each other in a wet dance of passion. 

You tugged lightly at his hand to unravel itself from his white knuckle grip on your dress so that you could direct him to your clit. 

Sparks shot through your body as he began to rub circles into it. Circles that copied his shallow thrusts making your mind spin with it. 

Sanji moaned a warning into your mouth about his quickly approaching end. You nodded, wanting him to come whenever he needed to--wanting him to feel no pressure when it came to such a thing because he had already given you more than most ever would. But he held out. Held out until you were moaning your own warning, the walls of your pussy fluttering around his cock until that build became unbearable to stop. 

As soon as you came, Sanji buried himself deep and spilled strings of come into you. 

Your body slumped against Sanji’s body, which slumped right back against you. Your panting breaths melded together and filled the once more quiet kitchen. 

“Sun-sunshine?” You hummed in acknowledgment, running your fingers up and down the back of his neck. “I think--I think I might love you.” Your heart fluttered like some caged bird in your chest at his confession. 

His second confession of the night. 

“I…” You started as your mind thought of the reason you had even come to the Grand Line in the first place. A reason that had whispered sweet nothings in your ear before tearing you down on the next breath. 

This--Sanji--was not them. Sanji was different. It was something you had come to know early on. Sanji was someone you could laugh with and be around without feeling less than yourself. Without having to prove yourself worthy of his attention. Of his love.

“I love you too.” You confessed back.

Tags: @writingmysanity

[sanjisblackasswife]

So.... Hello! I'm not Very good at english since it's not my language but here we Go. I wanna to say i really love your art (from fanarts to your write style) and i Hope you have a good day today. Anyway i don't know If your ask are ope but How the Monsters trio Will react with they being your First in everthing! (Like First Kiss, First love, First s*x, etc) you can do nsfw-ish If you wanted

aww thank u!:) I am not going to go into grave detail because I am already doing a “First time” series with them but i like this request💓imma do it moreso where you’re THEIRS if thats alright

Being the Monster Trio’s First (NSFW-ish)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Mentions of sex

I am half sleep and typing this all in one go so mb for my spelling errors im just making up for lost time not posting consistently because school and coms☹️

Being Luffy’s First:

Crush: Being his crush is no different from being his best friend, he isn’t a very romantic guy if he likes you he will just tell you, “Y/N I think about you a lot, and I also think you may have a Lust DF power because when I think of you i get hard.” Bless him he is very blunt. BUT he does mean what he says so..be nice?

Kiss: Probably the most anticlimactic thing ever. Luffy already licks your face, hugs, and touches you a lot so when he starts running at you after a fight to see if you’re okay BAM. His lips smack into yours like a bowling ball and honestly. It’s cute. Completely uncoordinated, damn near sucked your bottom lip off, but…there was just something so addictive and attractive to his kiss that made you want more

Love: Very odd in his case. He just thought he liked you a lot. The signs were evident though, when you tell him he doesn’t deny it persay he moreso brushes it off because being in love is so new to him. However being his first love is something you can’t forget. He reminds you everyday why you’re important. Why he loves you. And why he fell in love with you.

Sexual Encounter: It was fun! You both were inexperienced. He didn’t know what hole to enter, you were shocked by how long he can stretch his dick. You both even spent the night laughing more than actually having sex, but once it came down to business it was a learning experience for you both. He was so attentive to make sure you were okay you felt yourself crying a little afterwards at how gentle he was with you.

Being Zoro’s First:

crush: He’s actually more of an asshole to you Not even on purpose he just doesn’t want to admit his feelings towards you. You’re beautiful, sweet, and charming and dammit he hates that he has feelings and how you always mess them up when you’re around him! He feels so powerless so please be gentle with him…or put him on blast. It maybe attractive to the mf.

Kiss: Awkward, awkward, awkward. He isn’t the rizzmaster okay. Yes he is pretty and he knows it but he is crap to flirting. absolutely crap. He was so hot in the face when you did the first move and kissed him he was a stuttering mess and pulled you back in for another kiss to prevent you from laughing at him. His kisses wasn’t BAD but …just practice with him. Yeah it was awkward but seeing your face so close and personal, smelling your scent. He couldn’t get enough.

Love: DENIAL IS A RIVER IN EGYPT Absolutely ridiculous how in denial he was. Everytime someone even said the word love he’d get so mad because that word applied to you in so many ways. He fell for you and he couldn’t do anything about it. You were the one opponent he could not beat and honestly, he didn’t want to. He fell for you and he fell so hard that it actually makes him nervous to be around you. He doesn’t know whether he loves you or hates you now for being so irresistible to him. Eventually he comes to terms with it and once it does and you feel the same way. Good luck getting rid of him.

Sexual Encounter: You taught him everything. He didn’t know his way from the clit to your ass. It took a lot of trial and error, sex wasn’t really NEW to him. He has seen porn but it’s completely different from films and pictures so sometimes he would back down when making out got too far, eventually he needed that release one late night while cuddling you and even though he could have went to the bathroom you stopped him and …helped him out. Let’s just say Zoro is so grateful he didn’t pussy out this go round!

Being Sanji’s First:

Crush: Sanji is an interesting guy because any woman that knows Sanji knows he is a mixture of a flirt and just having amazing manners for women. You however was just above the usual women he served to. Being his crush was an experience because you seen a side to Sanji most women don’t get to see. You seen him stand up straighter, sly comments that made your heart melt, and even kept his cool…too cool in fact. He really was Mr. Prince for you.

Kiss: The first kiss he planned it out. He knew his feelings about you and that you felt the same so he needed to plan it just right not just for him, but for you as well. The kiss was so soft and delicate you almost didn’t feel it. And that was because he shy’ed away for a moment, scared his sudden bold move would have you smack him, Luckily, he didn’t have to worry feeling your hands cup his cheek to kiss him back. He still touches his lips when he thinks about that time you kissed him.

Love: I mean man…you really are a blessed woman because out of all of the others he has seen and been with he chose you and only you. it’s insane really. He tries in his entire will to not mess this opportunity to find true love up. You being his first love he watches his mouth and actions around you more, He tries his hardest not to ruin the view you have of him and it shows. If you can just reassure him you love him for him and not who he thinks he needs to be. Sanji needs the confirmation that you love him almost as much as he loves you.

Sexual Encounter: LORD—- okay. okay. Just like Zoro trial and error HOWEVER. Much longer and worse. He really is still a pervert no matter how much in love he is with you so you have to take it very slow. Once you both are okay to be naked in front of each other he is back to being a shy boy so you constantly kiss and praise him, telling him how good he is for you, how well he is doing for his first time. You were so kind and patient with him, it never fails to leave a chill down his spine (in a good way) when he remembers that night of love making with you, and now that he has more experience he does nothing but reciprocate the same feelings back to you in bed.

[aguacatetoast]

Confessions

Female Reader x Roronoa Zoro

Warnings: Smut MDNI! 18+, Unprotected sex (stay safe), p and v penetration, fingering, praising, a bit bratty, some fluff and probably more pls lmk!

Word count: 3,992

(Likes and reposts are greatly appreciated!<3)

You and Zoro were long term workout partners. When one night a conversation with Nami and Robin lead to you questioning your feelings. You avoiding him led to some unexpected events.

You and Zoro had a routine. You would finish dinner, each head to your designated rooms to change, and meet at the gym. The group knew Your routine well, and everyone would wish you guys a good workout after dinner. Eventually, you and Zoro sat down together for what started with every meal, but it created a habit of doing every activity together. You couldn't help but notice how relaxed he was around you, laughing and placing a gentle hand on your knee, being overprotective and putting his arm around you telling the clingy cook to back off, and always 'accidentally' rubbing his thigh with yours when you two sat next to each other. You were in denial at first, but Nami and Robin broke you, they made you admit the truth and make you spill.

"So....y/n, when do you plan on telling us that you like that stupid mosshead?" said Nami in a condescending tone. You were taken aback and felt your heartbeat increasing drastically as she asked her questions out of the blue, "Um what do you mean? I never said I liked him." Robin let out a soft laugh and said, "Y/n we can tell from a mile away, although he is too dense to realize it" You felt your palms get sweaty as the nerves rushed in, as you looked away from them and confessed, "Ok yes, I like him but I don't know how he feels about me, so please don't say anything." Nami looked like she was about to burst out laughing but Robin gave her a subtle glare telling her to keep quiet, "Don't worry y/n we won't say anything..right nami?" Nami was on the brink of losing it but managed to give you her confirmation. That conversation happened after a workout and it make you doubt everything. What could have caused that reaction out of Nami? Was it really that pathetic that you liked Zoro? You let out a frustrated sigh while you attempted to sleep.

-

That next morning you didn't follow the usual routine. You woke up extra early and greeted Brook and Sanji. Sanji being his usual excessively romantic self, "Good morning Beautiful y/n~swannn" You give a soft good morning back and giggle as you sit down far away from where you usually sit. Sanji realized immediately "Changing the scenery madmoselle?" You look up at him "Yeah Chopper told me it's good to change things up every once in a while" He smiled with the cigarette in his mouth saying "Yeah get away from that mosshead or you'll start being contaminated by him" You only let out a soft laugh but it stung your heart with what he had said. You weren't left alone in your thoughts for long though as you heard your captain barge in yelling "Sanjiiiiii gimmeee food!!" along with Chopper and Usopp also demanding food. Sanji quickly shut them up and told them to wait at the table. Not long after, the seats were all taken up except for one on the complete opposite side of you, looks like Zoro slept in. You had Chopper and Robin next to you, Luffy at the head of the table, and Franky with Usopp across from you. You were feeling content, gossiping with Robin and Usopp, and laughing at whatever crazy thing Luffy was doing to make Chopper laugh. You could feel the energy change once you heard a gruffy "Mornin' " Your eyes were glued onto him, his beautiful messy morning self. "Oh Good morning Zoro!" said Chopper's gleeful self, "About time idiot," said Sanji from the kitchen as he came out with all the plates. You made slight eye contact with Zoro as he pulled out the only remaining chair across the long dining table. You could tell Zoro was disappointed at the fact he had to sit next to Brook and Jimbei and not you.

Breakfast felt excruciatingly long, as soon you were done you excused yourself making up some lie to leave. You could feel how his eyes trailed you, after breakfast, you would watch him practice his swordsmanship. You always pretended to read a book, that you've probably read 100 times. But you couldn't bring yourself to do it today. Just by looking at him, he made your entire body feel as if it was on fire. So instead of being outside and gawking at him, you were curled up in your bed reading a book Robin lend you. Although your mind couldn't focus on anything but him. After a while, you slammed the book shut and ran your hands through your hair, you felt silly for caring so much about him but at the same time, it was eating you alive. You couldn't stop thinking about Nami's face when you admitted your feelings for him in front of her, could it be that he was also interested in you? Nope, you thought to yourself, you guys were just good friends he was overprotective that's all.

-

It was dinner time, and you spent all of today rotting in bed and feeling anxious as your mind wouldn't stop making up all sorts of scenarios with Zoro. Thankfully, this was the last time you would see him today. You ate your dinner so fast, even Luffy was distraught "Guess you were hungry today y/n" he says with a bubbling loud laughter. You felt a bit embarrassed but nevertheless it was better then having to act normal with Zoro when your feelings were all over the place. You rushed to your bed, not knowing you would keep this up for a week.

A whole week had passed, and no one really said anything anymore except maybe Chopper's innocent curiosity. You had been tormenting yourself for a week over this. It was finally Friday night and you decided to treat yourself and let loose with some sake. You hadn't realized how much you drank until you went to pour yourself some more and nothing came out. You came out of your room, checking that the coast was clear, so you could head into the kitchen and get rid of the sake bottle. You scurried into the kitchen, as you left you saw the gym, the light was still on, which was unusual for him at this hour. You felt your senses heightened with the sake, feeling a familiar burning in your chest with each thump from your heart. You felt your body instinctively walk over to the gym, as you were climbing up you were aching to see Zoro.

Once you reached the door, you opened it and got hit with a wave of heat and humidity, he quickly looked over to see who was there this late at night. He was a bit startled but quickly proceeded with his workout "What do ya want?" He said focused on his form. He was doing chest press with an obscene amount of weight. You walk up to him innocently saying "You" He damn near dropped the weights right then and there but he persisted, "After ignoring me for a whole damn week? Bullshit" he said grunting and finishing his last couple of reps. You felt the guilt burn and settle in your stomach, you closed the gap between you two as you bent down and kissed him, faces facing opposite directions. He was still mid-rep lying down on the bench as you bent down to kiss him. His shocked eyes only being able to see your chin from the angle you kissed him. Your lips melting with his, and the lingering taste of sake was driving him insane. He quickly set the weight back on the rack. You pulled away and he pulled out of the bench.

"Y/n are you drunk?" Zoro asked with a light blush on his cheeks, you bit the inside of your cheek a bit "Maybe a little.. but I've been wanting to do that for months...I guess the sake just gave me the confidence to do something like this, but I promise my feelings are genuine..." as you confessed his face was unreadable. You couldn't tell if he was shocked, disgusted, or happy. But suddenly he pulls you in for a hug, although he is sweaty you don't mind and hug him back, heart racing to wonder what he's trying to convey. "You're such an idiot y/n..." You look up at him as your face is resting on his bare chest and ask "W-what?" he smiles at you fondly and rests his forehead on yours. "I like you too you big idiot...but let's talk about this when you're sober," he said in a soft kind tone observing your face as you were taking in his confession. Your heart was racing and couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality, but he snapped you out of your thoughts as he told you, "Let's go back to your room, I'll help you walk back" You smiled at him giving him a soft okay, the sake having taken over your body. After Zoro walked you over to your room, he sat in a corner and waited for you to fall asleep, so he could fall asleep shortly after.

-

It was the next morning and your throat felt so dry and you felt your headache, instantly regretting drinking that bottle of Sake. As you rubbed your eyes you thought to yourself how you'd be avoiding sake for a while, you looked up and saw Zoro sleeping in a corner and the sunshine was hitting his face lightly. You immediately recalled everything you did feeling embarrassed by your actions, but happy that he did feel the same. You smile fondly to yourself before turning to your nightstand to see the time, but seeing a water bottle and some hangover pills. Your chest felt warm with an overwhelming feeling, you smiled softly as you opened up the water bottle and drank the pills, you were calm until you heard him. "Mornin' sweetheart, how you feeling?" you turn to face him and nearly choked on the water and pills "Good morning... did you leave these for me?" You felt your cheeks fill with heat as he yawned and smiled at you "Yeah I did, I saw the empty bottle of sake and I knew you'd be needing that, so I asked Chopper to give me something to help last night." You were extremely grateful for him still helping you out even after your embarrassing actions.

"Well...thank you Zoro, I definitely did need them, and I'm sorry about last night...I really didn't want to confess to you in that way but I already did all those things yesterday and I can't go back now" You told him feeling a bit flustered at the recurring memory of how bold you were and how his lips felt against yours. He laughed and walked over, sitting beside me on my bed "That was quite the confession, I have to admit...it was pretty funny and you damn near killed me mid-chest press." I heard him laughing and I looked away feeling bashful "I'm truly sorry, god I'm such an idiot..." He smiled at you and saw the genuine expression on your face as he got a bit closer to you and cupped the left side of your face he stared into your eyes with a tender look on his face before he asked "But you did mean everything... and that's what counts, plus I like my women a little bold." You laugh and instinctively lean into his hand, "Well you'll have to keep me away from Sake if not I'll be too bold and reckless" He laughed at you and rubbed his thumb on your cheek, "It's alright sweetheart, I promise I didn't mind what happened last night, in fact I enjoyed it, it was a completely different side of you."

You smile softly and you feel grateful that he did like your drunken confession before you can say anything else he speaks up and says "Hey let's go eat breakfast, it'll help out with the hangover" You smile at him and nod, getting out of bed and he waits for you at the door. You two held hands walking over to breakfast.

-

It was an uneventful day after breakfast, you felt better once you ate a hearty meal and took a shower. Zoro and Luffy had been training all day because Luffy wanted some more practice as he hadn't been in an intense battle for a while. You saw them earlier and felt your heart flutter when Zoro gave you a fond expression, although it was a small interaction, it made your day. It was past 9, you had eaten dinner and you were in bed reading another book, a candle being the only source of light you had. You then heard a soft knock, you were curious as to who it was at this time since most of the crew sleeps early. You made your way to the door and opened it slightly, noticing a tall muscular, and familiar frame. You look up at him and he smiles at you "Hey sweetheart, mind if I join you?", your heart beating a little faster, he hadn't spent the night in your room (formally) before so you did feel a little nervous, but you quickly invite him in.

He quickly made himself comfortable, took off his boots, and lays on your bed, on the opposite side where you were lying at. "What are you waiting for sweetheart? C'mere" he asked in a pleading tone. You giggle and go to lie down with him. It wasn't the first time you two had laid down together or even slept together, as you two would constantly take naps together on the deck. As soon as you lay down, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in closer "Mmm much better..." he inhaled your comforting scent. Your heart was beating rather quickly but still leaning into him "You miss me today?" you said in a mocking tone, he sighed softly enjoying the comfort and heat that your body provided him as he spoke in a soft tone, "Yeah... I did..., we confessed to each other and I didn't even have time to properly ask you to be my girlfriend."

You felt heat rush to your cheeks and asked him "How about you do it right now? it's just me and you...just how you like it" He smiled "Alright but...I want to be face to face with you" He says sitting up in the bed. You follow him shortly after, eye contact has never felt more intimate, and you were anticipating his question. He grabbed your hands and looked you right in your eyes "Y/n, you know I'm not great at my words but, I would love to have you by my side...so, will you be my girlfriend?" You giggled at his confession, enjoying his awkwardness as this sort of thing is way out of his comfort zone, but still appreciating his genuine effort. I gripped his hands a little tighter as I saw his face full of anticipation and curiosity wondering what I'd say, "Of course Zoro, I'll be your girlfriend." He immediately smiled, all of his anxiety melting away and he let go of your hands pulling your face in for a kiss.

You instantly melt into his kiss, quickly developing into something more intense and full of desperation as he slips his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues swirled together and you felt the heat of his tongue intimately within your mouth, savoring his flavor. His hands grab you by the waist and quickly guide you to straddle him as he's sitting up in the bed. His hands rest on your waist, as he pulls you closer to him and never letting go of the kiss. You pull back needing some air as Zoro's tongue dominates your mouth, as you pull back, a string of saliva follows and you see Zoro's flushed face. "Fuck...baby you taste so good...I need more" he said hands still gripping your waist tightly. You looked at him with glossy lips, "Zoro...I've been thinking about doing this for so long...." he blushed lightly and said in a suggestive lower tone "Oh yeah pretty girl?... What else have you thought about?" You didn't expect him to be so bold.

You looked at him and gave him a sly smile "Hey it's no fun if I tell you, how about you find out for yourself..." He smirked enjoying how you weren't going to give in so easily. "Alright sweetheart...I'm taking this as my personal challenge" he slid his hands further along in your shirt before going down to your waist again and his face approached your ear and he whispers "Can I take this off sweetheart?" he said slightly tugging at your shirt. You quickly nod and he makes quick work of it. He stared at your exposed torso with admiration "You're gorgeous... such a pretty girl." Before you had time to acknowledge what he had said, you felt his big calloused hand grab one of your breasts and bring it to his mouth. His mouth sucking on your sensitive bud and slightly teasing it with his tongue. You arch your back as a reaction, putting a hand behind his head slightly pulling on his hair,"Fuck...Zoro." He moaned as you pulled on his hair, teasing you slightly more as he gently bit down on your bud. He pulls back looking at you with a lustful expression, "I want more... take these shorts off..."

You followed his command, getting off the straddled position and getting out of bed, making easy work of your shorts and panties. He had gotten up as well, sliding off his pants and boxers. He walks over to you, both of you exposed and in a more vulnerable position, he places a big hand on your waist ogling at your body. "Like what you see baby?" you tell him in a cocky tone, you saw just how big and excited he was, and you hadn't even done anything to him yet. He chuckled softly "Yeah...act all bold now sweetheart, you'll regret that soon enough." You scoff "Oh yeah cause I'm soo scared, what will you do?" He pulled you in for a rough kiss and moved you onto the bed. You fell onto the bed and he hovered over you, he let go of the kiss "It's not fun if I tell you" he said with an arrogant smirk as he quoted what you said earlier. You give him a soft smile accepting defeat, "Touche."

He inserts two thick fingers in you, feeling the slight burn of the stretch and he's watching your face the entire time, not wanting to miss a single second your expressions. "So wet sweetheart..." he smiled feeling just how coated his fingers were with his elixir. Your gripping onto his arms at the sensation and slightly moan "Fuck.. Zoro...need you." He smirks at your plea "What was that baby? Couldn't hear you?" he said with an arrogant tone watching how you're already a mess with just his fingers. You glare at him "I need you Zoro...please all of you" you beg and with that he removes his fingers, temporarily missing the feeling of fullness, as he starts aligning himself in your entrance. You felt the warmth of his tip as he covered it with your slick. He takes his gaze off of the lewd sigh to look you in the eyes, "You ready sweetheart?" You could feel the desperation of desire taking over as you were with your legs spread out around his waist, "yes Zoro...please" you sounded even more needy and whiney than anticipated.

With your confirmation, he slowly stuck his tip in watching your face as you adjusted to his wide and large length, "Feel good baby? Or do you want me to go slower?" You take a deep breath trying to handle his full length as he's slowly inching forward, "Yes baby...feels good just like that." He let himself go fully inside you and rest a bit before pulling back slowly to thrust back in slowly you let out a soft moan as you felt your tight velvet walls gripping onto his cock. He groans at the pressure you have around him, "Mm...Sweetheart...so tight" I moan as he starts thrusting faster, feeling the burning of the stretching feeling more intense but still feeling ready for more. "Zoro...faster" He watches your needy expression as you ask him for more and he immediately does as you ask, going at a faster rate. The faster thrusting made it feel as if the tip of his cock was hitting your organs, you were moaning louder now, if any of the crew were to pass by your room they would definitely hear you, but you really couldn't care less. The way he was pounding on you now, the lewd noises of my slick and bare skin clashing against each other. You were holding onto his arms for dear life, slightly digging your nails into his biceps as he took full control of your senses. He's quietly grunting and admiring your expression as your breasts move up and down with each of his thrusts.

"So beautiful like this... Jesus y/n" he said as he took a good look at everything about you, the way your lips are slightly parted and moaning his name, your hands on his biceps gripping them, and your cunt making his cock entirely glossy with your slick. "You take me so well y/n...such a good girl for me." His gentle praise and the feeling of pressure with each thrust make you feel closer to snapping. "Zoro...fuck..go faster, please...I'm so close" he starts going faster, feeling himself get lost in pleasure as you moan his name louder and grip his biceps. With a couple of faster strokes, you felt blind by how hard he was pounding in you, you felt your legs start going weak and you were throbbing in pleasure around his cock. He felt the way you were throbbing around him "Fuck...y/n" he couldn't say much as his climax was right after yours. You felt the warm spurts coat your walls, he was slightly biting his bottom lip as he fucked all his cum in you. Your legs were trembling as he continued to fuck you through your high as he was growing through his. You were breathing heavily as he slowed down, you still felt how his cock was slowly throbbing in you. He comes to a stop as he's fully done climaxing, he looks down at you into your eyes.

Your heart was racing, both panting slightly as you were coming down your high, he kissed you tenderly before slowly getting out of you. You felt as his seed slightly spilled out but he just laid right next to you in bed. He took a couple minutes before getting up and finding a little cloth you had on your desk, as he wiped his seed off clean from you. Then he went right back to laying down next to you. Pulling you closer by your waist he softly smiled, rubbing your back affectionately "That was amazing sweetheart...you should've drank that sake a long time ago" I softly laugh as I feel the heat rise back to my cheeks at the thought of my spontaneous confession and I poke his cheek playfully "You shouldn't have been so difficult to read moss head."

With that he laughed and took your hand, kissing it lightly before looking at you with a tender gaze, the candlelight in your room making it feel more intimate before he softly said "I love you y/n..." Your heart feels like it is about to burst but you slightly compose yourself and answer sincerely "I love you too Zoro..."

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[trashland-llamas]

Needy Little Thing

Fem Reader

Divider by cafekitsune

'What's making you so needy?' Zoro huffed, a bit annoyed that his nap had been interrupted. Y/n had been extremely handsy the whole evening, unable to detach herself from the swordsman. Practically climbing into his lap. Their chest flushed together with how tight y/n was clinging to him, arms wrapped around his back. Head buried in his neck. 'Wanna cum,' y/n whined. 'All you had to do was ask.' Zoro placed his hands on her hips to stop her movement. Unlacing his trousers to whip out his cock. 'No!' Y/n once again whined, horny but not exactly wanting to deal with adjusting to his thick cock right now.

'Kinda mixed signals, hun. What do you want?' Zoro asked for clarification. Adding in, 'unfortunately, I can't read your mind. C'mon, talk to me,' when he didn't get a response. Reluctantly looking him in his one good eye. 'I want help getting off. Every time I tried touching...down there, it all felt too sensitive.' Zoro kissed her forehead, hands drifting to her ass. His hips met hers in tandem. The whole response, like always, is done with barely any words. Rather a man of action. 'Is this okay?' Nodding, her hands moved to claw into the meat of his shoulders.

'Mhm. Should I let you set the pace or do you want me to?' Zoro groaned as he felt the wet slick that had trailed down her thighs. 'I-I want to.' Voice stuttering. The pace shifted to a cant. Grounded by the organ between his legs. By its warmth and how it twitched. Their foreheads pressed together. 'That's it, doing so, so good for me,' he praised. Blissed out by her expression. Mouth opened in a silent scream as she came.

'Up and at 'em, let's go get you cleaned up.' His own trousers stained with cum. Quickly becoming an uncomfortable, sticky mess as it dried.

[icameheretoreadstuff]

Fucking Tease

Pairing: Zoro x F!Reader Warnings: 18+ ! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut, Public, Handjob, Sexual Tension, Rough, unprotected Smut, Big dick kink, almost busted. Summary: You and Zoro was on the ship while everyone was out discovering an island when you both fell asleep. You didn't realise where you had your hand placed until he wakes you up. A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

"Have a nice trip" you said to everyone and walked up to the deck where zoro sat. "Aren't you going?" you asked Zoro, he shaked his head and sat down "no, I figured I might just take a nap" he said and leaned back with his arms crossed. You couldn't help yourself from watching his arms, so full of muscles and his chest is so firm. "what about you?" he asked you and you looked up to his eyes "no, not this time" you smiled and walked over to him and sat down "you don't mind if I sit here?" you asked him as you sat an ich away from him. "No, by all means" he said and you smiled.

After a couple of seconds Zoro was fast asleep, you yawned and leaned back. Your eyes felt heavy as you tried to not fall asleep, your head fell down on his shoulder. You froze and leaned up "sorry" you mumbled, "come here" he said half asleep and opened up his arm, you blushed and leaned into his chest and felt you laid so comfy with his hand wrapped around your shoulder. You yawned and fell asleep.

1 hour later

"uhm y/n?" You felt your eyes were heavy and couldn't quite wake up. You nuzzled into the warmth, not wanting to wake up. "Y/n!" Zoro said once again this time he was breathing heavily, you woke up drowzy "what?" you yawned and thats when you realised you were holding something hard.

You looked down and froze, you took your hand back and blushed hard. You looked up at him and he was starring at you, "Zoro" you whispered "I'm Sorry" you mumbled and felt red as a tomato. Zorro's arm felt so warm and comfertable around you. He leaned closer to you, his hand moved lower down to your waist.

He wanted to grab your waist and pin you down, he wanted to lean into your ear and whisper "you wanna finish what you started?" and maybe kiss your neck as he finally could thrust his dick into your core to hear your moans, he wanted you to touch him, kiss him. He wanted your hand back on his dick, better yet- he wanted to fuck you so hard you wouldn't be able to form a sentence.

He looked down on your lips "Why don't you put your hand back?" he leaned closer to your lips "or better yet, why don't you spread your legs for me so I can-" Before he could say something else you both heard someone suddenly arrive on the boat. "Shit" Zoro pulled back and tried to hide his boner with pulling his one leg up and placing his swords so they leaned on his shoulder covering up his obvious delicious boner. He looked over at you and melted, You were panting slowly and staring at his lips. You closed your eyes shut "Fucking tease" you mumbled, he smirked at you "Your the one who felt how hard I am" he whispered. You could see Nami and Robin jump on the boat as they were standing below you, they waved "hi guys" she smiled and you just nodded hello in return, she continued to talk to robin.

You took the oppertunity to whisper to Zoro "If we were alone, what would you do to me?" he turned his head away from nami and looked at you "fuck you stupid" you smirked at him and silently you let your arm carefully wander over to him, trying not to get caught "oh yeah?" He smirked "What If I fuck you stupid first?" you teased and moved your hand down his pants "I wanna taste your dick" you whispered into his ear and grabbed his length, he leaned his head back and tried to breathe calmly "But I'll guess this will do" you said and breathed silently as you felt your whole body shake with arousal. "Don't move or they will know something's up" you whispered.

The moment you had his dick in your hand he tried his best to not act suspicious but all he could think about was to crash his lips into yours. You began to pump his dick and he exhaled deeply. "Hey!" Nami yelled over to you and you both froze while still holding his big dick. "What's up?" you managed to say, "I was wondering If you guys would help us with something?" she asked, you continued to stroke his dick "sorry but I kinda have my hands full right now" you said honestly and smirked as Zoro was facing you. His eyes rolled behind his head and grabbed your the hand that was stroking his dick, "y/n" he moaned silently as he looked at you, you could feel his precum as he thrusted slowly up into your hand and whispered "If we were alone I swear-" before he could finish his answer you grabbed his dick harder and pumped from the bottom of shaft and all the way up slowly, he let out a silent groan and gave you a look that made you so aroused you felt your clit was screaming for attention.

The situation was turning him on more than you could ever know, in this moment he couldn't move or do anything. You had him totally around your little finger or rather your hand, he felt paralyzed with pleasure. He wanted to thrust up into your hand so bad, he wanted to make out with you and just have his way with you. But all he could do was to sit stare at you while trying to breathe calmly.

"What?" Nami asked confused "If you're not doing anything you might aswell help out" she pointed out and you responded "yeah but Zoro wanted to show me something" Nami sighed, Zoro looked up at you and whispered "Fucking Tease" you couldn’t help but to smirk and whisper back "well you do." All you wanted was for them to leave, you felt you were shaking, you were so horny you actually felt like you could burst any minute. You sighed, looked down to Nami and said "He said he wanted train with me, Sorry" Robin pulled Nami to the side "let’s go, they clearly want to be alone" Robin said and then they walked out of the boat and you let go of his dick.

You both were listening on whether or not they were gone, you turned your body around to face him, staring at eachother. He was breathing heavily. He laid his swords down on the floor. "You want to go somewhere private?" you asked him, he shaked his head "I gotta have you right now"

Before you could react Zoro was suddenly over you, he crashed his lips into yours and hummed. While making out you dragged his pants down, reaviling his hard cock dripping precum on your shorts. "fuck" you said and he leaned up as he began to stroke his dick "Off with your shorts, now" you obeyed and couldn't get your shorts off fast enough. He smirked and leaned over you, he went straight back to making out with you as he moved his hand down twoards your clit, He slipped one finger into your folds making you moan into his lips.

He moved his finger inside you and began to thrust into you, you moaned and he shut you up with kissing you. You hummed into his kisses, he smirked "Now it's my turn" he said and kissed your neck. You huffed as he slipped three fingers inside you. "youre so wet for me" he moaned into your lips. "Please fuck me" you huffed as he thrusted his fingers hard into you. “I want to hear you beg.” he smirked, You huffed and looked at him "I know you want to fuck me stupid, so go and fucking do it you big-" you ranted and he shut you up with kissing you.

He pushed his dick inside you slowly while moaning into your neck. You grabbed his shoulders and wrapped your legs around his waist and pushed upwards, trying to push his length inside you. "Fuck y/n" he groaned and pinned your hips down onto the floor with one hand as he thrusted slowly inside you. "I need you" you moaned, he pushed his dick deep inside you until he hit bottom and leaned over you, pinning you down. He groaned as he began to snap his hips, thrusting hard into you.

You gasped silently and moved one of your hands onto his ass, and felt feel how hard he was trusting into you. You closed your eyes as you could hear him smacking hard into you. He was not even trying to be silent, If anyone was walking by they could probobly hear you. But you both didn't care, there wasn't even a thought in your mind right now. He grabbed your chin "look at me" he said and you opened your eyes, he smirked as he could tell he won. He just fucked you stupid, you werent able to talk or say anything exept to pant, moan or groan. But he wasn't done yet.

He slammed his hips into you, not caring if everyone could hear your pretty moans, it only turned him more on. You moaned as his hips were clapping hard into you. You wrapped your hands around his neck and kissed him "yes" you whispered and reapeated over and over again with each hard thrust, like a broken record until you climaxed. He moaned into your neck "Fuck, Im cumin" he groaned "cum inside me" you moaned, still climaxing. "Fuck" he panted heavily as he thrusted hard into you, pressing his hips into your core and climaxed deep inside you.

He collapsed over you panting hard. "Fuck y/n" you both laid there panting for a while before you could hear someone in the distance. You both looked at eachother "Fuck, hide!" you panicked. He slipped out of you and you both grabbed your clothes and ran into a empty bathroom. You closed the door and locked it. You turned around and saw Zoro standing with his arms crossed while smirking "what?" you asked and then you looked down onto his hard dick. "Round 2?"