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I've Been Meaning To Tell You ...
Paring: Zoro x Reader
Word Count: 1018
Tags: fem!reader, inexperienced!zoro, wildly horny!reader, alcohol consumption, inebriated reader, no sex but reader has a filthy mouth. zoro is struggling BIG time. don't take this too seriously, this is my first time writing in like ... eight years so it might be a bit rough around the edges. not really proof-read lmao.
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Author's Note: feeling very normal about zoro lately so i decided to share my feelings. minors and ageless blogs dni! nsfw under the cut. enjoy!
Zoro prides himself on knowing exactly where his strengths lie. Years of practice and combat have made him a sure-footed man.
But this ... this was way beyond his skill-set.
The crew is lively tonight and the drinks seem endless; he wonders to himself where the shit cook has been hiding it all this time.
But that's really the least of Zoro's concerns right now.
'Cause right now your back is pressed to his chest, head tilted back to catch his eye, "Zorooo, I've gotta tell you something-"
He can smell the alcohol on your breath and before he can even respond you twist around to press your chest tight to his, lower lip pushed into a pout.
"I've been meaning to tell you for a while now, I really really have, but you're just so ... intense sometimes."
Zoro's heart constricts at your confession.
"Wha'd'you mean I'm intense?" he asks, hands hovering over your shoulders, unsure whether to put distance between you two or not.
You drop your forehead to his chest and deflate against him with a sigh, "I guess I'm just nervous is'all."
Zoro tears his gaze away from you to see if anyone has noticed you two yet. Unfortunately for him, Robin seems to have seen the entire thing, if the gentle but teasing smile on her face is anything to go off of.
Panicking at the thought of a growing audience, Zoro grips you by the shoulders and squeezes, "...Y/N, I can't read your mind. You're just gonna have to spit it out."
You whimper into his shoulder and oh- that does something weird to him. His grip tightens and you finally pull back enough to look up at him, "I- "
You hesitate, blurry eyes darting from his right eye down to his mouth.
"I really want to fuck you."
...
What?
Zoro's face erupts in red, his entire body flushing with heat.
All he can manage to get out is a faint, "H-huh?"
Your eyes are squeezed shut, face flushed as brightly as his. If he pays close enough attention, he can feel your heart thundering against his own.
"Y/N ... what are you talking about?"
You squirm in his hold, blinking up at him as you reach up to grip his coat by the collar, "I want you so bad that it makes me feel insane and I just can't take it anymore!"
His vision begins to fall out of focus the longer you speak, heart hammering in his chest.
You're still rambling on as he comes back to himself, " -didn't mean to be so forward but Nami says I have no right t'complain if I'm not gonna say anything but it's just that I like you so much and you're so pretty and no matter how hard I try I can never make myself cum enough to make the feeling go away!"
Zoro feels like he's been punched, really fucking hard. The air stutters from his lungs and as you press closer to him he finally realizes where that weird feeling from earlier has settled.
Just as you open your mouth to continue your confession, you feel a pressure at your hip.
You pull back and look down to see the shape of his cock pressed into you and its all you can do to keep yourself from creaming on the spot.
As if in slow motion, you let your hand fall from his coat to the hem of his haramaki before sliding down to the seam of his trousers. Your breath stutters in your chest as you watch his cock twitch at your proximity.
"O-oh," you look back up at him, eyes glazed and mouth open as you practically pant with want, "Does this mean you like me too?"
Zoro thinks he might faint.
"No! I mean- no! What are you saying?! Are you crazy?!" he practically shouts, eye widening and blush painting his features all the way up to the tips of his ears.
Your face falls and he thinks he must be the worst person alive.
"O-of course! I'm so sorry, Zoro!" You begin to pull away, hands pressing against his chest to put as much space as possible between you two, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I think I just need to get some rest and sleep this off!"
You've started to laugh, desperately trying to ease the tension and play your confession off as a drunken mishap. But before you can spin away and rush off to your cabin, he grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.
"Y/N, fuck, listen I didn't mean to-" but you cut him off quickly, trying to get away from him as fast as possible.
"No! No, it's completely my fault, I stepped way out of line I- !"
You yelp as he pulls you back against his chest, just as you had been when this all started, and flush at the feel of his cock pressed tight against your ass, âOh fuck,â you whine.Â
Zoro hisses between his teeth, the pressure on his cock making his vision swim, âI didnât mean what I said,â and with a sharp inhale, he rocks his hips forward into you, your answering moan leaving him desperate to hear more, âI have no idea how to do this.â
You puff out a breathless laugh, feeling high off the sudden shift in atmosphere, âYou mean it?â
Zoroâs expression falls, deadpan, âWhat do you think?â
You smile to yourself and turn over your shoulder to catch his eye, âIâm not sure, you havenât been very honest about your feelings so far.â
As you break eye contact, you grab the hand that had settled on your right hip and push it just above the crease in your thighs, âIâm gonna need you to show me exactly how you feel in a bit more detail.â
Zoro lets out a breath he didnât know he was holding, the hand over the front of your hip pulling you tight against him.
âIn that case, lead the way, princess."
#zoro x reader#zoro roronoa x reader#roronoa zoro#zoro#one piece#BBLLLLAAHGHH I FINALLY DID IT#I know I said I was gonna write for Elias or Sanji#but let's be real#zoro has me by the throat#not the other way around#please leave feedback guys! likes and reblogs are appreciated!#I'm not gonna be pumping out stuff left and right but I do intend to write more going forward :)#hiyori writes
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Roronoa Zoro you will always be famous
#denndrawings#digital art#opla#opla sanji#opla Zoro#zorosan#zoro sanji#roronoa zoro#roronoa zoro fanart#zoro fanart#sanji fanart#sanji one piece#zoro one piece#op sanji#op zoro#one piece fanart#Canary Islands sanji has me by the tHROAT#love them love them love them#zosan#op zosan#zosan fanart
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zosan centaurs
#zoom for zoro freckles!#also the 2 inch height diff between opla sanji and zoro has me by the throat#zosan#zoro x sanji#opla fanart#opla#roronoa zoro#sanji#centaurs#op centaur au#bog's art
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Bepo doesnât look convinced. âLuffy works with a core crew.â Law squints at him. âAnd I donât. Not on this, anyway. So. It wonât be an issue.â He insists. Law has prepared for this. He has at least thirteen reasons ready to go as to why Roronoa Zoro wonât be needed on this particular job and has arranged them in order of how likely they are to convince Luffy.
Roronoa Zoro/Trafalgar D. Water Law
Modern Heist AU Part 1 of 3 "Flop"
#zolaw#lawzo#roronoa zoro#trafalgar d water law#trafalgar law#one piece#moi writing#this thing has held me by the throat for days let me tell you#enjoy
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rip my ribcage open (devour whatâs truly yours)
zoro x f!reader
word count: 2.1k
warnings: tummy-pusher zoro, squirting, oral (f!receiving), overstimulation, prone bone, chokehold, slight breath play, creampie, violent imagery, religious imagery, bit of aftercare.
zoro thinks you might be trying to say his name.
heâs knelt between your legs, sitting back on his haunches and rocking his hips just enough to fuck you with the fat tip of his cock. thereâs a rhythm to the unsteady rise and fall of your chest. short inhale, long exhale, the same way you always sigh his name when heâs reduced you to this.
tears dotting your lashes, drool seeping from the corner of your mouth, hips bucking mindlessly trying to get him to slip in deeper.
fuck, youâre hungry for it.
zoro is not a man of many indulgences. he doesnât allow himself to be. having too many vices can only lead to a weak mind and an even weaker will. he eats but he does not savour, he sleeps but he does not dream.
but heâd be a shit swordsman if he didnât understand the balance in all things. denying himself all of lifeâs comforts would make for a rigid spirit, brittle and easily broken. so heâll sip on some sake and enjoy its fire in his belly, heâll nap on sunnyâs deck so when he wakes, itâs to the sight of his crew set to the backdrop of the setting sun. and when the sun dips below the horizon, thereâs nothing to stop him from finding you in the dark and pulling you into a hungry kiss.
that balance is what makes nights like these all the better. knowing that having you like this, spread open and vulnerable, is good for him. that youâre making him a better man, a stronger man, just by letting him take you apart and make a mess out of you. thereâs no need to resist the temptation now of bending low to press his lips to your trembling ones in a slow, ravenous kiss.
you taste like need and the sweetest of sins and he licks at the roof of your mouth, knowing heâs damned himself long ago to crave you for as long as he lives.
"if you want something, you have to ask,â he says, pulling back and idly groping at your tits, pinching your nipple when you donât answer. you throw your head back at the sudden sensation and a wild heat blooms in his chest at the sight, scorching his ribs. how easily you bare your neck for him. how thoughtlessly.
"please, zoro, please. want you deeper, i wanna feel you here,â you take his hands, sliding them down your body until they come to rest on your lower stomach. irritation, sharp and sudden, cuts through his haze.
âdonât fucking beg,â he says, low and even, âyou donât have to beg. ever.â
itâs so far beneath you to plead, he has to swallow down the growl building in the back of his throat. zoro would topple empires for you, would cut the very moon in half if you asked, and you think you have to beg him for anything?
he doesnât wait for you to nod before he starts pushing in. it doesnât matter if you understand yet or not, heâll fuck it into you until you do.
thereâs a moment after heâs bottomed out inside you where neither of you move a muscle. he grits his teeth from the effort of holding on to the frayed rope that is his restraint and letting you get used to the wide stretch of him. ages pass before you reach up, slowly as if to not startle the beast above you, and cup his face in your soft palm. you stroke your thumb across his cheek, just on the edge of his scar. your touch is warm and gentle and cracks something inside him wide open.
the rope slip from his fingers. he lets it.
thereâs no warning, no build-up before heâs pressing both palms down on your stomach and fucking into you. you reach up to hold on to any part of him, settling around his neck, a balm on his flushed skin even as your nails dig and bite into him.
âyou feel that? hmm?â his smile feels jagged and sharp, more demon than man but you only moan at the sight of it, âyou feel me in there?â
itâs a strange sensation, feeling himself carve a space inside you, the push and pull. itâs filthy and more intimate than it has any right to be and he fucking loves it.
âfuck, feel you i feelââ a rough thrust cuts you off and when you catch your breath, youâre still rambling, ââso good, youâre so good.â
zoroâs been called many things in his life but good isnât one of them. itâs never bothered him before. good men donât claw their way up in the world and leave a trail of slaughter in their wake. good men donât scream at the heavens and demand to be heard.
zoro is not a good man. but he can be good. to you. for you.
âbreathe, baby,â he says, âdonât forget to breathe.â
he presses down a bit harder and your reaction is instantaneous, legs kicking out, the tears that have been threatening to spill over since he stuffed a pillow under your hips finally sliding down your cheeks. you take him so beautifully and something barbed wraps around his heart and squeezes at the sight, shredding him to bloody pieces.
he knows youâre close before your eyes start to flutter, can feel it building like a storm inside you and chases your pleasure with reckless abandon.
âzoro.â
short inhale, long exhale. his name a sigh on your parted lips as you clench tight around him and cum. he doesnât stop moving for a second, doesnât let up the pressure even as he feels you gush all over him, soaking his cock, his thighs, his stomach. his strokes stay sure and steady as he fucks you through your high.
you shudder beneath him before relaxing back into the bed and he slows to a stop to let you catch your breath. it hurts to look at you, all divine and fucked out. itâs a sight too holy for a hellbound man like him to behold but he drinks it in anyway, burns it into his mind.Â
whatâs one more sin to a demon?
zoro slips out of you with a hiss through gritted teeth, taking a moment to admire the creamy ring around his base, your arousal and cum still dripping off him. youâve marked him as yours and yours alone without even trying and his cock twitches at the thought.
âno why?â you whine as he pulls back further, âgive it back.â
âturn over,â even as he speaks, heâs manhandling you until youâre laid out on your stomach, hips propped up with the pillow he takes care to push under you. zoro kisses down your spine before settling between your spread legs and greeting your cunt with a broad stroke of his tongue, âi ever tell you that you taste good like this?â
âlike- mmm fuck,â you say, all breathy as he circles around your swollen clit, âlike what?â
âstretched out,â he murmurs, âopen.âÂ
youâre past the point of words as he grabs two handfuls of your ass, spreads your sticky lips open with his thumbs and buries his tongue inside you. he savours the sweet little gasps you let you like the finest sake, groaning into your pussy as you start to rock your hips and grind your clit against him. he canât catch a full breath, thinks he might be suffocating, and moans a bit louder.
a swarm of words bubble up hot and fast in his lungs, taking up space where breath once lived. half-formed thoughts try and fail to take shape in his mouth, weighing down the tongue that makes you writhe in the sheets.Â
he canât bring himself to speak but if he could, heâd show you. zoro wants to crack his ribs open so you can see the bloody wreckage youâve caused, let you crawl in and keep you safe next to the heart thatâs always, always, been yours. heâd probably burst into flames with so much goodness inside him but thatâs alright. at least heâd keep you warm.
the words stay trapped where they are though and all he can do is all heâs ever known how to. he goes to work. zoro is singleminded in his task, fingers digging into the fat of your ass to keep you still while he devours you whole and it doesnât take long before heâs pushing you off the edge he never let you stray too far away from.
he laps at your folds until you start to squirm away, crawling up the bed and away from him. he lets you put a bit of distance between you, lulls his prey into thinking itâs escaped before he pounces. between one breath and the next, zoroâs on you, draped along your back, licking at the sweat that beads down the nape of your neck. you arch into him, pushing back against the hardness digging into your ass before he rests his weight down on you, forcing you flat on your front.
âwhere do you want me, baby?â he asks, kissing behind your ear, âtell me where you want me.â
in this moment and in all others, zoro would do anything you told him to. you could make him hump you like an animal until he cums and lick your skin clean or stand across the room and jack off by himself with nothing but the lingering taste of your pussy to help him get off. heâd do it and heâd do it without an ounce of shame.
âwant you inside,â you slur, âwanna be full.â
his entire being in the palm of your hands and you choose to be merciful.
âyou sure?â he lifts up off you just enough to get a hand around his base and nudge his tip against your clit, ânot too sensitive?â
âyeah, pl- i can take it.â
his grin is all teeth when he hears you correct yourself, âthatâs my fucking girl. stay still, baby. let me take care of you.â
youâre soft and slick from his spit and two orgasms and when he bottoms out all at once, itâs with a low groan in your ear that echoes behind your breathy moan. sinking back inside you feels like rapture, like something heâs done nothing to deserve but basks in anyway with an endless greed.
he wraps his arms around you, one across your front groping at your chest while the other hooks around to put you in a headlock, keeping you pressed flush to him as he starts to rock into you. zoro is quiet in his worship, purposeful, and youâre nearly as quiet in receiving it, the room filled only by your soaked cunt and ragged breathing. though you donât say anything, he can hear you loud and clear.
short inhale, long exhale.
a holy call heâs helpless to answer.
zoro fucks you to the rhythm of his name, short, devastating thrusts with his whole weight thrown behind him. he wants to live in this moment, could spend the rest of his days with his cock dragging along your walls slow and sure, relishing the way you tighten like a vice around him every time he flexes and cuts your air off mid-gasp.
but he swore an oath at your altar and zoro has always been a man of his words.
he cums with a sigh of your name, spilling inside you for what feels like ages before he collapses over you boneless and spent, his softening cock keeping you plugged nice and full just like you asked so sweetly for.
âyou okay?â he asks, pulling out as gently as he can and helping you roll over when your trembling arms make it clear you canât do it on your own.
âmhmm,â you pull yourself up until youâre nose to nose with him. zoro holds still as you scatter kisses across his face like stardust. his temple, his scar, the corner of his mouth. thereâs no order, no pattern he can discern to the affection you bestow but he accepts it the way all blessings should be received. with silent gratitude.
ânothing hurts?âÂ
âno. but youâre carrying me to the bath.â
âokay.â
you tuck yourself into his side, reaching up to idly roll his earrings between your fingers, âand washing my hair.â
âokay.â
âand iâm gonna wash your hair.â
âokay.â
âsay something else.â
he thinks for a moment, thinks of all he could never put to words and lets them stay as thoughts. instead, he meets your eyes and settles on a simple truth, âyouâre beautiful.â
a smile, radiant and bright, breaks across your face. what happens, he wonders, when a demon is the cause of something as divine as your smile? itâs a question he doesnât mind spending his life searching the answer to.Â
dedicated to: mah wife @katslutski and the loml @saotoru
#zoro smut#one piece smut#zoro x reader#one piece x reader#roronoa zoro smut#roronoa zoro x reader#god this has been in my drafts for so long
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how to disappear. (opla!zoro x fem!reader)
synopsis: joining luffyâs crew made you believe that youâd finally escaped your former pirate crew and nightmare of a captain for good. that is, until a certain butler starts looking a little too familiar. good thing zoroâs keeping a close eye on you.
warnings: opla spoilers (ep 3), some direct dialogue from opla, mentions of verbal/physical abuse, kuro is just a weirdo tbh, reader is called a bitch, protective zoro, for the sake of the story sham and buchie joined the black cat pirates after reader left
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âthis guy is full of shit.â
you knock your shoulder into zoroâs wider one. âbe nice. and so what if he is?âÂ
zoro gives you a pointed glare. âthen we should turn around and look for someone who can actually help us find a ship.âÂ
âall business, as per usual,â you reply, with a purposefully dramatic sigh. âwhy canât you have a little fun?âÂ
âwhat about this is supposed to be fun?â zoro spits out the word like itâs poisonous. âthis is the blandest village iâve ever seen.â
you scoff. ânow youâre the one thatâs full of shit. nothingâs ever bland with us and you know it.âÂ
the us in question was your newly formed pirate crew⊠if you and luffy could even be considered that. having left the ship youâd been on a few years ago, you were in search of a new crew. luffy was persistent and charming â when youâd crossed paths in shells town, it took little to no time for him to convince you to join his hunt for the one piece. zoro and nami, on the other hand, had yet to follow in your footsteps.Â
âwell, considering that weâve only been traveling together for a day and a half and iâve already escaped a marine base, defeated a marine captain, and fought a clown with devil fruit powers⊠iâd actually have to agree.âÂ
you canât help but giggle at his sarcastic delivery. âbe grateful, zoro. not many pirate crews are this fun to be on, trust me. oh wait, thatâs right, you still havenât officially joinedââ
âtell me about your old pirate crew,â interjects zoro, your comment having piqued his interest.Â
you notice that the playful atmosphere dissipates. âgod, where do i even start?âÂ
zoro answers that for you. âwhy did you leave?â
âstarting with the hard hitting questions, huh?â you joke, mostly to stall. you clear your throat before you answer. âwell, it was different. nothing like what luffy has going on. he actually cares about his crew⊠and even those who arenât technically on it.âÂ
at that, a smile tugs at the corner of zoroâs lips. even you crack a small grin. although as you continue speaking, it fades.Â
âon my old crew, we were dispensable. anytime something went wrong, our own captain would threaten to kill us. it was⊠scary, to be completely honest. there were so many times when i thought iâd die with that filthy crew. and i never wanted that. so as soon as we docked at shells town, i left.â Â
zoroâs jaw clenches as imagines the things youâd seen and been subjected to. âthis old captain of yours sounds like a realââ
âhe was a nightmare,â you tell him. âhe didnât care that i was the only woman on board, he treated me just as horribly, if not worse.âÂ
zoro stops so suddenly that it takes you a second to realize heâs not walking alongside you.
âwhat do you mean by that.â the way zoro phrases the inquiry doesnât even make it sound like a question. more like a demand. his narrowed eyes are fixed solely on you. holding his gaze feels⊠intense.Â
you canât help but glance away as you answer him. âhe was just a bit of a creep.â
before zoro has the chance to try and extract more information out of you, a familiar voice calls both your names. youâre not really sure when you and zoro had fallen behind but from where you currently stand, the rest of your group looks miniature. or perhaps itâs just the massive size of the mansion behind them that makes luffy, nami, and usopp look pocket-sized in comparison.Â
âwhyâd you stop walking?!â your captain shouts, hands pressed on each side of his mouth to amplify his voice. âget over here, weâre about to go in through the top secret entrance!âÂ
you vaguely make out usopp gesturing for luffy to keep his voice down. youâre sure that would warrant another comment from zoro about his reliability but heâs too busy staring at you with that expectant look in his eyes.Â
âwe better catch up,â you tell him, heading in the direction of the deluxe home.Â
he allows you to dodge the subject and sighs, walking in long strides to catch up to you. Â
âiâve never seen a house this big before,â luffy admits, admiring the mansion along with the wellkept greenery surrounding it.Â
âawesome, right?â usopp gloats, walking around like he owned the place. âkayaâs given me an open invitation to drop by anytime i want.âÂ
âwow.â youâre not sure if luffy was just going along with usoppâs act or if he really believed him. knowing the devil fruit user, it was more than likely the latter. âall this for just one person?â
âwell, she lives here with her butler and a few other staff,â usopp replies, leaning against the stone well that sat in the middle of the lawn.
âmoney really shows you who people truly are,â nami mutters, eyes scanning the property. âmost people only care about themselves and whatâs theirs.â
zoro is quick to throw the insult back at her. âsounds like someone i know.â
you roll your eyes at his comment, though you make no effort to disagree with him. nami was a little on the materialistic side.Â
âand a small staff makes for easy pickings,â she continues, proving your point.
âwe just got here and youâre already planning on robbing the place blind?â you ask though you already know the answer.
âat least a little blurry,â she smirks, following behind luffy and usopp who walk toward the entrance.Â
you and zoro share a look. one that says disappointed but not surprised.Â
going under a shrub shaped as an arch, youâre met with a beautiful pond. you admire the pink lilies that float at the top and the bushes that were intricately trimmed into the shape of various animals. even if the people that lived here were filthy rich, at least they had good decorative taste.Â
âso if you have an invitation, why are we going around the back way?â luffy ponders.
usoppâs answer is nonchalant. âoh, i never use the front entrance. like i said, this is the vip entrance reserved for special guests.â
zoro scoffs. âthis guyâs definitelyââ
âdonât start,â you groan, cutting him off.Â
abruptly, usopp freezes and spins around, attempting to usher your crew back. âyou know what, thereâs actually a more exclusive entrance this wayââ
the sharp swoosh of a knife cutting through the air and burying itself in the ground between usoppâs feet cuts him off. from the direction the kitchen utensil was thrown stands a heavyset gentleman with his face wrinkled in anger. his demanding voice booms through the garden, âthe hell are you doing here, usopp?âÂ
the dark-skinned boy fumbles over his word. âbuchi, buddy, uh, kayaâs expecting me.â
âanother one of your lies,â the man â seemingly named buchi â seethes, grabbing him by the collar. âyou ainât welcome here and you know it.â
âi know nothing of the sort,â usopp retorts, keeping his cool even when he was practically being lifted off the ground by his shirt. âiâm here to give kaya an extra special gift.â
before buchi can get another word out, a feminine voice calls out for your companion. coming down the steps is a frail looking girl in a pink dress. on her arm is a man dressed in a crisp suit, presumably the butler usopp had mentioned earlier. though, from where you stand you canât see either of their faces too clearly.Â
âwhat a wonderful surprise,â she exclaims, breathlessly.Â
âkaya!â usopp exclaims, returning her enthusiasm. buchi has no choice but to let him go, begrudgingly. usopp makes sure to shoot him a smug look before walking towards the young girl. âhappy birthday.âÂ
the butler clears his throat, not afraid to intrude on their special moment. âusopp, weâve discussed this before. you mustnât show up unannounced.âÂ
ânonsense, klahadore.â kaya smiles warmly. âhave you come to tell me another story? i do love hearing about your adventures.âÂ
âiâll do you one better,â usopp smirks with such confidence that even youâre left wondering what kind of surprise he has up his sleeve. âi brought some of my crew!â he gestures back towards the four of you, proudly.Â
your excitement vanishes. âoh. the surprise is⊠us.â
âwell, thatâs boring,â luffy agrees, just as disappointed as you are.Â
kaya, on the other hand, is none the wiser. âitâs so nice to meet you. you must all stay for dinner.âÂ
klahadore lowers his voice. âmiss kaya, it is a bit last minute. iâm afraid the kitchen hasnât prepared for any extra guests.â
âplease,â begs kaya, softly. âitâs my birthday. canât be too much trouble can it?âÂ
giving in, klahadore purses his lips. âanything for you, miss kaya.âÂ
luffy claps his hands together. âalright! when do we eat?âÂ
âyou donât. not dressed like that, at least.â the butler directs himself to a staff member with teal colored hair. âsham, kindly show usopp and his friends to the guest suites. you will bathe and change before dinner.â
she follows his orders and leads the way. luffy, usopp, nami, and zoro trail behind her and you go to do the same. however, all it takes is a quick glance to stop you dead in your tracks. usually, you werenât one to stare but klahadoreâs face. that stare. so dark and depraved.Â
âyes, miss?â he asks, holding your gaze. âcan i help you?âÂ
ân-no, iâŠâ your throat goes dry as you attempt to recover smoothly. âi just wanted to, um, thank you for being so hospitable.âÂ
his lips curve upwards into a sinister grin. âthe pleasureâs all mine.â as if to confirm your worst fear, klahadore uses his palm to readjust his glasses. his beady eyes gauge your reaction closely.
the familiar gesture sends chills down your spine. appearance-wise, he had changed drastically but his aura was still just as menacing as you remember it. he was still the corrupt pirate captain you used to serve under. you feel like a weak and helpless subordinate all over again.
âklahadore!â giggles kaya. âyouâre smiling! thatâs certainly a rarity.â
he hums. âiâve simply come to the realization that having guests once in a while can truly be a delight.â
his sickeningly sweet tone makes your stomach turn. just the fact that you were standing in front of him â captain kuro â again after all these years was nauseating in itself. last youâd heard he had died at the hands of captain morgan. how was this even possible? then again, he wasnât dubbed kuro of a hundred plans for no reason. he always had a trick or two up his sleeve. you assumed this was no different.Â
âhey, you cominâ?â
you turn around to see zoro waiting for you. he meets your gaze for a moment. the softness of his eyes is a stark contrast to kuroâs. itâs a breath of fresh air. he then shifts his attention to your former captain and you swear his eyes darken.Â
âyeah, sorry,â you mumble, trying not to look shaken as you walk up the steps.Â
zoro follows behind you, this time closer than before.
âwhy would anybody even need this many clothes?â
âitâs not about need with these people, luffy. itâs about want,â nami spits, thumbing through the various fabrics on the wall.Â
âat least sheâs rich and nice,â luffy replies, innocently.
nami rolls her eyes. âyeah, letting us stay for dinner must be her idea of charity work.âÂ
âwhat are we even supposed to wear?â luffy continues, uninterested in namiâs criticism of the rich.Â
âanything you want. when are you ever going to get the opportunity to wear things this nice?âÂ
you step out from behind the changing board where youâd swapped out your old tee and cargo skirt for an elegant satin dress. it was a stunning shade of olive green and frilly lace decorated the edges. not to mention, it hugged your curves in all the right ways.
namiâs eyes widen. âsee, sheâs got the right idea. you look amazing.âÂ
you smile, bashfully. âhonestly, i feel amazing.â
âyou look the same to me,â your captain shrugs.
nami shoots him a death glare but you intervene before she can scold him.
âway to keep me humble, luffy.â
âno problem!âÂ
at that exact moment, a freshly showered zoro arrives donning a silk robe. he eyes the multitude of garments that cover every inch of the room, not particularly impressed.Â
âthere you are. donât you think she looks nice?â nami asks him, gesturing towards you. she doesnât notice how you shrink under zoroâs gaze. neither does he, as his eyes take their time raking over you, from top to bottom.
he hums. âsuits you.â with that, he sets off towards a chair in the corner of the room. Â
âseriously?â sighs nami, exasperated. âare you two physically unable to give compliments or something?âÂ
âhey, doesnât that butler seem familiar to you guys?â zoro asks, promptly ignoring namiâs complaint.Â
his question causes your breath to hitch. youâd pushed the kuro problem to the back of your mind while you were in search of a suitable dinner outfit. you figured that as long as your crew was by your side, he wouldnât dare try anything. and even if he did⊠well, youâd seen what had happened to axe-hand morgan and buggy.Â
âyeah, i think he was at the last dinner party i attended,â nami replies sarcastically, taking a handful of dresses behind the changing board.Â
as he takes a seat, zoro grumbles, âi swear iâve seen him before.âÂ
âwhere?â you canât help but ask, fiddling with the lace on the neckline of your dress.Â
âso far, iâve got two suspicions. a wanted poster or funky bar on mirrorball island. you ever been?â
you know zoroâs teasing you, judging by the grin on his face. after all, funky bar was known to get insanely rowdy; never would he imagine finding someone as gentle as you there. but what he didnât know is that it happened to be one of kuroâs favorite bars. per his request, you and the rest of the black cat pirates frequented it often, so he was more than likely right about having seen kuro there. heâd probably even seen you in passing, once or twice. thankfully, he doesnât seem to have any recollection of that.
the thought of zoro knowing about your past forms a knot in the pit of your stomach. would he think less of you for having joined such a ruthless crew at one point in your life? what if it put a strain on the friendship youâd worked so hard to form?Â
âiâve, uh, heard of it,â you decide to reply, pushing down your worries for the time being.Â
he tilts his head slightly, thinking out loud. âthen again, i have seen a lot of wanted posters and bars in my time as a pirate hunter.â
you feel a grin creep onto your face. âprobably more bars than posters, huh?â
zoro mirrors your smile. âshut up.â
by the time dinner rolls around, the entire crew is doing what they do best.Â
luffy is stuffing his face, nami is attempting to swindle one of the staff, zoro is hanging by the drinks, and youâre hanging by zoro.Â
âhey zoro, you gotta try this!â luffy calls through a mouthful of food.
âiâve got all i need right here,â he mutters, taking a swig out of his champagne flute.Â
âyou know, i donât think iâve ever seen you choke down something that isnât alcohol,â you comment, watching the way he downs the glass in one go.Â
dryly, he replies, âthatâs because i havenât.â
âvery on brand.â
âladies and gentlemen,â calls out that voice from the top of the stairs. âmay i present⊠miss kaya.â
arm in arm, kuro and kaya walk down the steps, all eyes on the birthday girl and her stunning gown. well, except you. your eyes never leave the so-called butler by her side. your jaw clenches when he has the audacity to meet your gaze and hold it. shameless bastard.Â
once they reach the bottom, merry leads kaya to the guests while kuro takes his post at the bottom of the stairs⊠right next to the drink table. before you can think about steering yourself and zoro away, kuro speaks.
âforgive me if i am speaking out of line, madam, but i must inform you. you look positively radiant,â he purrs, soaking in your appearance. he looks ready to pounce.
you canât stop your eyes from rolling. good to know heâs the same pervert he used to be.
looking between you both and sensing your discomfort, zoro steps in. âand you look familiar.âÂ
kuroâs head stiffly turns to face him, eyes peeling away from you. âhighly doubtful, sir.âÂ
âfunky bar? mirror ball island?âÂ
âfunky bar?â kuro repeats, disgusted. âwell, i can assure you iâve never patronized that type of establishment.âÂ
while it was amusing to see your highly esteemed former captain lie through his teeth, the tension between him and zoro was unbearable.Â
âwell then.â zoro continues with his little interrogation. âever been on a wanted poster?â
you cringe at his bluntness. sometimes it seemed like he had less of a filter than luffy.
kuro puts on a scandalized face at the question. âsir! such an accusation is highly offensive.â tugging on his collar, he goes to remove himself from zoroâs probing. ânow, if youâll excuse me, iâm going to help prepare the dinner table.âÂ
he leaves, en route to the dining room. zoroâs eyes follow his figure until he disappears, squinting as he racks his brain for any further recollection of this suspicious butler.Â
you sigh. if zoro was going to continue being so relentless, you were sure the night would end in bloodshed and uncovered secrets.Â
âkeep this coming,â zoro demands, handing the empty wine bottle to sham. she takes it with a glare.Â
âwould it kill you to say please?â you ask, slicing the slab of fish on your plate into smaller pieces.
âthe service here is shitty. why should i have to be polite?âÂ
you scowl. âremind me to never have dinner with you again.â
zoro turns to you with that cocky grin of his. âwhat if i asked nicely?âÂ
his quip makes your heart flutter but you manage to keep your composure. âyou can try your luck.âÂ
before he can respond, usopp speaks up. âluffy, isnât there something that you wanted to talk to kaya about?âÂ
luffy gesticulates enthusiastically with his fork. âoh, yes! usopp told me that you own the whole shipyard.âÂ
âwell, actually, my parents founded the shipyard and merryâs been running the business since they⊠passed. but all thatâs about to change. tonight, at midnight, i will become the sole owner.â she smiles somberly.Â
âwell, thatâs great,â luffy says, raising his drink at her. âbecause we want to buy a ship from you.âÂ
âah, i see. usopp mentioned that youâre sailors.âÂ
ânope, not sailors. weâre pirates!â
youâre certain at least three people at the table choke on their food, yourself included.Â
âthis ought to be good,â zoro mumbles behind his glass.
youâre too busy coughing into your napkin to chastise him for finding this entertaining.
âpirates?â kaya repeats, unsure of how to react.Â
âyup! we havenât sailed together for very long but weâve already defeated an evil clown, raided a marine base, and taken down a captain with an axe! for a hand!â luffy holds up a fist, presumably to impersonate axe-hand morgan.
âsounds a lot like your adventures, usopp,â kaya says, turning to the brunette.
all he can do is laugh dryly. âyeah, thatâs⊠thatâs crazy.âÂ
âand weâre just getting started!â luffy continues, climbing up onto the table.
âsomeone put me out of my misery,â you mumble, looking down at your plate to ignore the secondhand embarrassment.
a tap on your shoulder answers your plea.
turning around, you find yourself face to face with kuro once again. âmadam, a word please?â
âmight i ask what for?â zoro cuts in before you can so much as think of a response.
kuro offers him the most forced grin youâve ever had the displeasure of seeing. âiâm afraid that is between the lady and i.â
the swordsman turns to you, scanning your face for any ounce of discomfort. âyou okay with that?â
you inhale, figuring it was finally time for you to confront the darkest part of your past. it was silly to assume you would be able to ignore him throughout your entire stay here. besides, you were sure zoro, just like the rest of your crew, would be on standby if kuro got brave enough to try anything. âsure. just⊠keep an eye out.â
zoro understands completely. truthfully, you didnât even need to ask â he always looked after you. âgot it.â
you push yourself out of your seat and smooth out your dress. you allow kuro to lead you to the doorway â he was smart enough to know that was the farthest youâd let him take you.Â
âwhat do you want, klahadore?â you seethe, folding your arms.
he arches a brow. âwhy must you call me that? itâs ridiculous.âÂ
you tilt your head with faux innocence. âoh? is that not your name? must have misheard.â
he gives you an irritated look, dark eyes drilling into you.
âi remember that look,â you mutter, your memory serving you well. âitâs the same one youâd give me before youâd threaten to slice me to bits with your claws.â
kuro has the audacity to chuckle dryly. âbut i never did, did i? although there were certainly times times where i shouldâve.â
âwhat you should be is dead,â you hiss bitterly. âwhen i heard the news, i knew it was too good to be true.â
âyou wound me, kitten,â he drawls, reaching up to fix his glasses.Â
the condescending nickname makes your skin crawl. it carried so many awful memories of your time spent with the black cat pirates. it reminded you of just how weak kuro viewed you â nothing but a helpless, pitiful kitten in his eyes. typical of the man that abused his authority and treated you with not a single ounce of respect.Â
he continues, putting on a sweet tone. âafter all these years, stuck waiting hand and foot on that spoiled brat, thereâs nothing iâd love more than to hear my favorite crew mate say my real name.â
you snap at him. âiâm no crew mate of yours.â
he sighs, dramatically. âsadly, youâre correct. after all, you did slip off the ship the moment we docked in shells town. locating you on an island crawling with marines proved to be nearly impossible. we had no choice but to leave without you.â
âthatâs exactly why i chose to escape there.âÂ
âand to this day i canât for the life of me figure out why you would ever do that. why would you want to leave us? leave me?â
you actually laugh right in his face. âis it really that hard to figure out? you were evil. you threatened and harassed me on a daily basis.â
âso your solution was to join that ragtag crew?â he glances at the table. âitâs pathetic, even for you.â
you lean into his face, lowering your voice down. âiâm happier than i ever was on your shitty crew. every day i wake up grateful that i managed to escape you.â
you see that vein on his forehead bulge before heâs gripping you by the chin. âlisten here, you little bitchââ
the shiny silver of a sword slides between you and kuro, coming to rest against his neck. his adamâs apple bobs as he gulps anxiously, releasing you. thanks to zoroâs sword, it seemed as if he finally remembered where he was. you were no longer on his ship, he was no longer allowed to treat you like the dirt he walked on. not without someone noticing, that is.Â
âwhy donât you step away?â zoro offers simply.
that much was a kindness. usually those who found themselves on the end of zoroâs blade(s) werenât lucky enough to receive a warning. however, the swordsman didnât wish to cause a scene. at least not when you were right there and everyone was watching with shock from the dinner table.
kuro obliges, stumbling back. he meets kayaâs horrified eyes, feeling ashamed that he allowed his act to slip. surely this would cause some setbacks in his plan. with no excuse for his uncharacteristic behavior, the raven haired man scurries away and up the stairs.
zoro turns and locks eyes with luffy, giving him one singular nod. luffy returns it, jumping out of his seat and going after the butler. quiet murmuring breaks out at the dinner table, everyone surely confused.Â
sheathing his sword, zoro directs his attention to you once more. âare you alright?â a calloused hand comes up to grip your chin, much like kuro had. however, this time, the touch is gentle. loving, almost. you welcome it.
âyeah, iâm⊠fine.â your heart is beating out of your chest and it has everything to do with your close proximity to zoro.
he tilts your face around, inspecting every inch of it. once he finishes, he pulls back. his demeanor goes serious once more. âwe need to have a talk.â
you nod. âi know. iâve been keeping some things from you guys andââ
âjust tell me whatâs been going on,â he demands. âand donât overcomplicate it. you can be straightforward with me.â
his sincerity makes you start over, this time far more candidly. âklahadore used to be a pirate. i was part of his crew. he was my⊠captain.â
the shame in your voice pulls at zoroâs heartstrings. didnât you know there was no reason to feel guilty with him? âis that it?âÂ
you open your mouth to speak but come up empty. all you can do is furrow your eyebrows at his unexpectedly dismissive reaction.
âi knew it,â zoro continues, annoyed. âi knew iâd seen him on a wanted poster before. just didnât have any proof.â
âwait, so you donâtâ you really donât care?â you ask, still avoiding eye contact. âme being a former black cat pirate doesnât bother you?â
he shrugs. âyou said it yourself. âformer.â all that matters is that you got the hell out of there. and away from that creep. would he always put his hands on you like that?â
you blink a couple times, sighing. âhis temper was really bad soââ
that seemed to be enough for zoro. âiâll kill the bastard,â he hisses. âwanted to slice him to bits the moment i saw him grab you.âÂ
though itâs a violent threat, you canât help but smile. the idea of zoro being so protective that heâd kill a man just for touching you made you blush. pirate love language, you suppose.
âwell, i wouldnât have stopped you,â you tell him, more than ready to see your former captain go.
zoro clicks his tongue. ânah. couldâve stained your new dress with his blood. i never would have been able to forgive myself.â
âso you do have a soft spot,â you tease.
âonly for pretty things.â
âdo you mean me or the dress?âÂ
now itâs zoroâs turn to become bashful. though, his lack of response is an answer in itself. you canât help but giggle.Â
a loud bang from upstairs interrupts your moment with the green-haired man. you assume luffy had gotten his hands on kuro⊠or vice versa. zoro must be thinking the same thing judging by the way he instinctively rests a hand on the handle of his blade.
âyou should go up there,â you tell him. âiâll stay with kaya.â Â
he gives you a nod, though he doesnât make any effort to leave. he stands there like he wants to say something⊠or do something. before you can think about it too much, you pull him in by the collar and crash your lips onto his. theyâre slightly chapped and taste like the wine thatâd come from the cellar â itâs pleasant. his large palms come to rest on your lower back; his hold feels tight and secure.Â
when you finally allow yourself to pull away, youâre biting back a smile. âkick his ass for me.âÂ
âwill i get more of that if i do?â asks zoro, wetting his lips. they now taste like the cherry lip gloss youâd borrowed from kaya. he takes a step forward, attempting to close the gap between you two once more.
you shrug, pushing him away by the chest. âgo help luffy and weâll see.â
you both know that means yes.
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â FEM READER â
Men who live for the opportunity to fuck you from behind.
Not because they donât want to watch your pretty features twist in pleasure, or because they donât want to see your eyes widen in surprise.
Not because they donât want to see the base of your skull digging into the pillow when their cocks hit it just right, or the way your tits bounce with their motions.
No, itâs because theyâve mastered fucking you in this position as if itâs a finely tuned skill. It is after all, the best way to get your head high up in the clouds. Guaranteed to make your pussy love them, to drool obscenely for them.
However, theyâd be remiss not to mention it soothes the deepest, most repressed and possessive urges they have to fuck you like a dog. They want your chest and your face shoved suffocatingly into the mattress. Of course your ass is in the air, god thereâs nothing like it.
Their cocks throb and twitch repeatedly while they study the way your spine curves. How your sweet fingers fist the sheets, back cramping from tensing so tightly. But even still, they hold out on cumming. Thereâs no way theyâre gonna end it this quickly, fuck no. They want to watch their cocks disappear into you for as long as they can drag it out.
They pay attention as you snake one hand under yourself to play with your clit, rubbing fast circles until your pussy starts to flutter. Hugging their cocks in an overwhelmingly slick and silky warmth as you help yourself cum.
Right after this is when they really start to fuck you, palms pressing into your lower back, threatening to break your spine. They put their strength to use, thrusting even harder.
These men will bully your g-spot until your throat feels raw from crying out their names. Going until youâre shoving your overheated face into the sheets, a palm braced on the wall in front of you so you donât get a fucking concussion.
They keep at it until you cry out you canât take it, till youâre both dripping with sweat. Even then, they still force another climax out of you, despite your pleas.
Their voices are low, intimidating, and enticing all at once when they speak next. Conveniently replacing your brain with cotton.
âCâmon, give me another pretty girl. Just do what I fucking say and Iâll give your sweet little pussy a treat, promise. You want that, donât you?â
Itâs with terrifying precision that they make this last orgasm count, just to see you squirt of course.
They wait until your entire being has gone taught for a few seconds. Letting you enjoy the full intensity of your orgasm before pulling out quickly and watching you squirt onto the sheets below as they paint your ass white.
These men can play your body like a fiddle every single time, especially hitting it from behind. They leave you a panting, sweaty heap on the bed always. They fucking live for it.
EREN, levi, BAKUGOU, kirishima, GOJO, zoro, hawks, SANEMI, KUROO, benimaru + any of your faves!
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Pining Zoro and blind-to-it Reader?
un-certainly
opla!zoro; 3,422 words; fluff fluff fluff so much fluff, straw hat!reader, fem!reader, (seeminlgy) clueless!reader, lots of pining, banter, teasing, smitten!zoro, the whole nine yards
summary: in which everyone knows zoro's got it bad for you, except for you, of course.
one.
âso⊠i should just⊠talk to her.â zoro says uncomprehendingly, blinking at an exasperated nami, who has to take a long, steadying breath to keep from shoving him overboard. the waves beneath them are calm, the day above them, a gorgeous, endless stretch of blue so brilliant it almost pains the eyes to stare.
nami resists the urge to pinch her nose bridge as a dull ringing starts to echo in her ears.
âyes. sweet god â just go up to her and say âhey, i think i might like youâ and i guarantee you, things will go from there.â
zoro shifts his tightly knitted arms, squinting at her as if she might be lying or purposefully luring him into a trap, âgo? so thereâs a chance it could go badly.â
this time, nami really does drop her face into her hands, groaning loudly.
âwell thereâs always a chance it could go badly ââ
âsounds like a bad idea to me.â zoro looks away, eyes still narrowed as the light sea breeze ruffles his hair, a colony of news coo squawking loudly overhead, one of them dropping down to careen towards the going merry, landing on the thick white railings next to them, ruffling itâs feathers as nami pushes off to dig in her pocket for some berry.
âoh! newspapers here!â your voice makes both zoro and nami jump, and a second later youâre bounding up the stairs to the forecastle deck and stuffing some berry into the news cooâs bag. your arm brushes by zoroâs as you lean over to offer the news coo a piece of dried shrimp, which it considers for a second before leaning forward and gobbling up.
nami gives zoro a soft shove from his other side, leveling him with a meaningful look before turning and making a show of going to check on her tangerine grove.
zoro doesnât have time to glare before the news coo takes off with a pat-pat-pat of wings, leaving you and him very much alone on the sunny fore-deck. he purses his lips, casting about for something to say even as you hum happily to yourself, your arm still painfully close to his as you unroll the newspaper and flip though, blissfully unaware of the inner turmoil of the man standing next to you.
âuh â anything interesting?â zoro asks, desperate for something, anything to fill the silence.
you shrug, ânope⊠just the usual â uptick in piracy along the coast, tightening of marine patrolsâŠâ you turn and cast him a grin that makes his stomach twist inside him like a contortionist from buggyâs freakshow.
zoro clears his throat, thumbing absently at the hilt of his swords before taking a deep breath.
âhey â uhâŠâ
âhm?â you turn towards him, with your wide attentive eyes and your stomach-curling smile.
zoro blinks, his gaze flickering from your soft button nose to the way the wind twines its fingers in the loose strands of your hair. two twin pearls glitter from the lobes of your ears and he feels the tension melt from him as he sucks in another breath.
just say it, nami had said, just tell her.
really, how hard could it be?
âi uh â thereâs something i wanna talk ââ
âwait, hold still,â you say, your eyes going wide as you lean forward suddenly and zoroâs visions tunnels in around him â youâre close, closer, too close/too close/too close!
your fingers card through his hair and he has to bite back the shiver that rockets down his spine as you pull your hand back with a black-tipped feather.
âthe news coo left you a present,â you say, laughing as you offer him the feather.
zoro considers it for a second before taking it from you.
âit couldâve left worse,â he says, recalling the few times that heâd gotten bird shit in his hair.
you giggle; the sound makes him want to scream but instead, he settles for clearing his throat again.
ânow, you make a wish,â you say, nodding towards the feather in his hand.
ânever heard of that before,â he frowns slightly, âthought you could only wish on dandelion seeds andâŠâ he waves at the endless stretch of sky above you, âshooting stars and stuff.â
your smile is so wide that zoro thinks his cheeks might start to hurt for you.
âhavenât you heard that rules are meant to be broken?â you ask, offering him the feather again. he looks at you, then at the feather, and the back at you.
âokay â i wish ââ
you squawk flapping your hand, âno! you canât tell me what the wish is! otherwise, it wonât come true!â
zoro smirks, cocking an eyebrow, âi thought rules were meant to be broken?â
you blush the most darling shade of red and he decides to take it easy on you (and, honestly, himself). so, he plucks the feather from your hand and closes his eyes, making a soft, silent wish. a wish that, in truth, heâd been making since the moment he met you.
when he opens his eyes, itâs to find you staring.
âkay. now what?â he asks, rolling the feather between his thumb and forefinger.
ânowâŠâ you gently tug the feather from him before opening your palm and letting the wind whisk it away, âyou let the sea take your wish. and if youâre worthy, itâll grant the wish for you!â
zoro lets out a breathy laugh, âif iâm worthy? and howâs it supposed to know that?â
you lean in, and if it were anyone else, he mightâve been annoyed, but with you, somehow, he finds himself charmed.
your voice is conspiratorial as you whisper, âbecause⊠the ocean knows all the secrets the sky canât keep.â
two.
at dinner, with you by his side, usopp detailing some imaginary adventure, nami laughing, sanji blowing smoke rings towards the middle of the fire-lit deck. your cheeks are pink from the wine everyone is passing around and for a second, you bump into him and turn â he turns towards you too ïżœïżœïżœ
your eyes catch like unsuspecting fish to a bobbing hook and zoro feels his stomach tug as you grin up at him, the night sky caught in the flutter of your lashes.
he canât help the way his gaze flicks down to your lips, and then back up again.
âfeel like sharing?â you ask, nodding towards his half-finished bottle.
wordlessly, he hands the bottle to you and watches as you bring the mouth to your lips and take a long drink. he tracks the soft bobbing of your moon-lit throat and feels his own mouth go dry at the sight.
across the fire, sanji watches with a growing smile and nami rolls her eyes.
âoi, moss-head â mind if i take a swig too?â sanji asks as you hand back the bottle, dragging the back of your hand across your lips, and zoro turns to pin sanji with a glare.
âget your own,â he says, before polishing off the rest with a few hard sips and tossing the bottle into a rapidly growing pile.
zoro licks his lips and tries not to think about the way your lips had fit around the bottle just right; he tries not to wonder if youâd taste like wine. or, if heâd even have the mind to think that far if you were to let him kiss you.
three.
â⊠and then, you pull it through⊠like this?â you slowly bring your arm through a swiping movement, your hands clutched around the hilt of a wooden training sword. zoro sighs, shaking his head.
âuh â not quite â here,â he pushes off from the barrel heâs sitting on to circle around behind you, wrapping one hand around both of yours, the other palm curling around your middle to press against your stomach, âyouâre breaking in your waist again â keep your core tight and ââ he helps you swing the sword through in a swift arc.
âoh.â
it takes him a second to realize how close you are, how he can feel your entire back pressed against his entire front, how perfectly you fit into his arms, how easy itâd be to hold you to him and never let go.
âso just⊠practice that a few hundred times,â he says, stumbling back as his cheeks go hot and he feels the inexplicable urge to toss himself into the calm, saltine waves below, if only to cool down just a bit.
âwill you practice with me?â you ask, your smile wider than the sky is wide â zoro is sure.
he blinks at you for a second before making a show of sighing and rolling his eyes.
âah⊠i guess i could use a bit of practice too.â
he pulls out the wadou ichimonji and takes his stance next to you.
âready?â he asks.
you nod, glancing over and adjusting your posture.
âokay, how many are we doing?â
zoro casts around for a number, âa thousand.â
âzoro!â
âfive⊠hundred?â
you cast him a look that makes his stomach flip inside him.
âhow about we start with a hundred, and then iâll see how i feel from there?â
zoro clicks his tongue, smirking, âi could do a hundred in my sleep.â
you make a show of rolling your eyes, âfine then â go take a nap!â
zoro huffs as he clears his throat, âright then â letâs start â one, two ââ
you squeak as you hurry to catch up, jumping as he reaches out a hand to correct your posture.
up on the foredeck, luffy watches with usopp by his side.
âhey! i wonder if zoro would teach me sword tricks if i asked!â
usopp sighs, clapping luffy on the back even as he shakes his head.
âuh â not that i think he wouldnât but ⊠maybe you should just⊠let them do their thing, yeah?â
four.
âi think you really should tell her,â luffy says, slapping zoro on the shoulder, a bit harder than heâd intended. zoro winces, pressing a palm to his chest â still sore from their recent raid.
âi donât know what youâre talkinâ about.â
luffy laughs, leaning forward against the railing, ânami said youâd say that.â
zoro fights the urge to scowl as he sighs, his eyes narrowed at the damnably calm horizon. at least if the weather werenât so nice, he could make up an excuse to leave but â
âreally, whatâs the worse that could happen?â luffy asks.
zoro grunts, shooting luffy a sidelong look, âoh i donât know, she doesnât feel the same and shit gets awkward and ââ he waves a hand at the going merry, âthe crew falls apart.â
thankfully, luffy doesnât pause to call him out on for once not denying it.
instead, he lets out a contemplative hum, âhm⊠yeah, that could happen. but⊠i donât think it will.â
inside his chest, zoroâs heart clunks, strange and uncoordinated.
âwhy? she say something to you?â he canât keep the curiosity from his voice, the stomach-squeezing anticipation heâd only ever associated with the heat of battle and a really good fight. but now, he feels it whenever you get too close, and he wonders if he can go insane like this â if one day his heart might just give out.
ânope!â luffyâs voice is too bright, too cheerful, and zoro feels himself rolling his eyes before he can stop himself, âiâve just got a feeling!â
âa feeling.â
âyeah! and â have a little faith! the straw hat crew isnât that fragile.â
with that, and another hearty clap to the shoulder that leaves zoro hissing in pain, luffy clomps off towards the kitchens, where sanji is already doing dinner prep. zoro lets out another sigh as he straightens, carefully stretching his arms to test the range of motion.
above him, a flock of migratory geese fly southward in a soft, arrowhead formation. zoro holds up a hand to shield his eyes from the sun as he watches them pass overhead.
a single feather flutters down towards him and he finds himself reaching out to catch in the palm of his hand.
a wish, huh, he thinks, twirling the feather between two fingers before casting around to make sure no one else can see him. satisfied that everyone else is either too far away or below decks, zoro closes his eyes and makes a wish â
alright roronoa, please. donât fuck this up.
five.
âahem.â zoro clears his throat after dinner, making a point to down a couple more drinks than usual. heâs never been one to believe in liquid courage, but⊠it couldnât hurt, right?
âcan we, uh, talk?â
you smile a smile that threatens to crack his chest wide open, nodding.
âsure! whatâs up?â
across the room, sanji visibly stills but nami catches his eye and shakes her head ever so slightly.
âcâmon⊠not in here,â zoro says, jerking his head towards the hallway that leads to the decks above.
âwhatâs got you so secretive all of a sudden?â you ask as he leads you all the way up to the crows nest, reaching down to help tug you up, letting his hand linger in yours as you grin up at him.
âiâm allowed to have secrets,â he says, turning to stare out at the darkened sea, the summer moon hanging low and full-bellied over the glittering waters, the stars winking like so many all-seeing eyes.
âwe all are, but⊠i thought weâd gotten all your big ones after that one night the whiskey bar ââ
zoro coughs, âalright, alright â donât need to bring that up again.â
you laugh, leaning forward to pillow your cheek against your crossed arms, propped up along the edge of the crows nest.
âso? whatâs this new secret, then?â
zoro swallows, âuh â wouldnât exactly call it new.â
âalright then, an old secret.â
ânot super old, either ââ
you turn to look at him, half-exasperated, half-amused, but when you catch sight of his expression, you still, pressing your lips.
âzoro? is⊠everything okay?â
he ticks his tongue against his teeth and lets out a long breath, as if bracing himself for something before he says â
âyeah. i think ââ he clears his throat again, trying to recall what nami had said about just saying it and he tries again.
âi think i might like you.â
the coil in his chest feels tight enough to snap, but youâre quiet as he turns to steal a glance at you.
âoh,â you say, you expression curiously contemplative as you look out over the darkened seascape.
zoro has to physically stop himself from shaking you by the shoulders â say something, goddamnit! say anything!
âsoâŠâ he says, knitting his arms across his chest instead.
you turn towards him, your eyes bright as twin stars.
âyou think you might like me, right?â you ask, and for a second, zoro can only blink down at you, completely thrown by your lack of reaction. of all the things heâd imagined you doing â everything from getting angry to apologizing to throwing yourself at him with an impassioned speech about how youâd felt the same since the beginning â this was not one of them.
âuh⊠yeah, pretty sure thatâs what i said.â
you cock your head, a quick, bird-like gesture that makes zoroâs heart skitter inside his chest, threatening to leap from his mouth as you continue to stare up at him, completely unabashed.
âah⊠so what do you think we should do then?â
zoro stares, â⊠do?â
âyeah, because if youâre not sure if you like me⊠we should do something to make sure, right?â
and itâs then that he sees the soft, playful uptick of your lips, the glittering darkness behind your eyes. the tension in his chest seems to loosen even as he lets out a breath, chuckling before quirking an eyebrow and taking a step towards you, caging you in against the crows nestâs edge.
âmm. youâre right â i can think of a few things we could try, though.â
âyeah?â you voice is little more than an exhale on the wind, but itâs the last thing zoro tastes before he finds his lips on yours.
as far as kisses go, zoro would later think back, it was a pretty damn good one.
it started as a slow kind of kiss, a soft, unfurling of breath on breath, and then lips on lips. the ghost-friction of promises made and kept and unbroken, the first spark to a fire that had been threatening to consume him since the moment heâd heard you laugh.
and then â just like that, heâs kissing you. and youâre kissing him back, the gravity and inevitability of it making his head spin even as he presses in closer. it is sweet and warm and trembling â soft and hard and deepening. he runs his tongue along the seam of your mouth and savors the way you gasp open for him.
just him.
he swallows it like he wants to swallow you, reaching up to sink his fingers into the silk and gossamer of your hair, pulling you so close he can feel your heartbeat thrumming against his chest, your nails as they curl into the linen of his shirt.
it takes everything inside him to pull back, and everything else left not to dive right back in again. youâre both panting, a little breathless, and zoro â a lot relieved.
âsoâŠâ you say, your tongue flickering out to lave across your bottom lip.
zoro doesnât try to stop his eyes as he tracks the spine-tingling motion.
âso?â
you grin, biting back the shiver that chases through you at the deep, base rumble of his voice, echoing from his body to yours.
âwhatâs the verdict? have you decided if you like me yet?â you ask, batting your lashes even as he watches your own eyes drop down to his lips. a dark, warm, purring satisfaction curls inside his chest at the way your pupils dilate, black as the night, bright as all her favorite stars.
âhm,â zoro hums, leaning down to skim a knuckle along your jaw, slowly guiding your face towards his again, âdunno⊠juryâs still out⊠might have to try it a few more times. yâknow⊠just to be sure.â
âmmâŠâ you sigh as he leans down to graze his teeth along your pulse point, fingers tightening around your waist as he feels you tremble in his arms, ây-yeah⊠wouldnât want you to be ââ you hiccup as he sinks a soft bite into the juncture of your neck and shoulder, âuncertain.â
ânoâŠâ and his voice is all groan and gravel as he lets himself breathe you in, âwe certainly wouldnât want that.â
bonus.
far below, beneath the decks of the going merry, sanji takes a long pull from a post-dinner cigarette, his lips twisting into a concerned sort of frown.
âitâs been a while since theyâve been up there. think we should go check on them?â
luffy shugs, still happily picking at the remains of the turkey carcass sitting in the middle of an oblong plate.
âthey should be okay â i mean, they say that no news is good news, right?â
âuh, not sure that applies to this kinda thing,â usopp says as he makes to peak out of the nearest window.
nami swirls her drink, âi think theyâre fine. and weâd hear if zoro threw himself off the crows nest, right?â
across the table, sanji blinks and luffy pauses in his munching.
âwhoa, you think heâd really do that if she rejects him?â usopp asks, his face going a little pale.
nami rolls here eyes, âno.â and then a moment later, âbut really, weâd hear him if he jumped, right?â
luffy licks his lips, shrugging, âdunno, probably though. heâs pretty heavy so heâll make a pretty big splash.â
sanji taps a bit of ash into his empty bowl and lets out a long suffering breath.
âyeah, yâknow really, no news is good news.â
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opla men hc || when there's sexual tension between you and them
ᎹáŽÊᎠ; áŽÉȘÊáŽáŽĄáŽ ; ÊáŽÒÒÊ ; sáŽÉŽáŽÉȘ ; sÊáŽÉŽáŽs ; ÊáŽÉąÉąÊ áŽáŽĄ: ɎᎠsáŽáŽáŽÉȘÒÉȘáŽs
ᎹáŽÊáŽ
‷ zoro can't place a finger on what it is he's feeling, he just knows he's feeling something
‷ and that something substantially increases when you're near
‷ it especially increases when you wear tight clothes and little dresses
‷ it wasn't until you placed a hand on his thigh and got him thinking where he really wanted that hand that he pieced everything together
‷ he would try to calm himself down and ignore the feeling but he would eventually just give up
‷ zoro wouldn't talk to you or confront you about the issue - that's not his style
‷ the swordsman would just touch you a little more and a little closer to the places he shouldn't have his eyes on
‷ and eventually you'd give in and make a move - he would definitely make you think the whole thing was your idea, that he hadn't been teasing on purpose you for the longest time
‷ "you're better than I've been imagining..."
áŽÉȘÊáŽáŽĄáŽ
‷ he's a very intense person, and he gets what he wants
‷ so when he set his eyes on you and felt the heavy air in the room whenever you two were together he knew you wanted him as badly as he wanted you
‷ but mihawk wanted to see you work for it
‷ he would touch you and whisper in your ear, he would say things in a sexual manner on purpose to get you to blush while thinking improper things in front of him
‷ mihawk would only be satisfied when you were desperate and begging for him, even if that meant he had to wait - he was a masochist, that was for sure
‷ "when you're ready to beg for me I'd be more than delighted to bend you over on this table and fuck you"
ÊáŽÒÒÊ
‷ luffy, like zoro, wouldn't really know what the funny feeling he got in his body when he was around you meant
‷ but one sure thing was that he always felt like something pulled him towards you whenever you entered the room
‷ he wouldn't be able to stop himself from touching you, sometimes inappropriately
‷ luffy and social cues weren't a match, so whenever he'd feel like it he would sneak his arms around you and grab your tits, or sneak his hand up your skirt when he got a peek of your ass
‷ and you didn't stop him, of course
‷ you'd scold him in a pathetic attempt to pretend you somehow disliked it, but the combo of his innocent face and dirty hands roaming your body excited you
‷ "but y/n your tits are so soft... and it makes me feel good when I touch you"
sáŽÉŽáŽÉȘ
‷ sanji swears up and down that he has a connection with everyone - but he swears just as hard that it's different with you
‷ you even begin to think that you might be the only person on the face of the earth sanji didn't flirt with
‷ what you didn't know was that sanji's head was so occupied with thoughts of everything he wanted to do to you that any and every word meant for you would get stuck in his throat
‷ it would get to the point where you'd actually go and ask him
‷ and boy would sanji have to restrain himself
‷ seeing you all sweet, shy and adorable... looking at the ground as you asked if he disliked you, just basically yearning for his approval... it took everything in him not to fuck you dumb in the very hallway you stood
‷ "oh chéri, you've got it all wrong... it's not that I hate you, it's that I really want to fuck you"
sÊáŽÉŽáŽs
‷ your and shanks' sexual tension would be there from day one
‷ when he wants something, he wants it - and he gets it
‷ it was just a matter of when you'd give in and let him fuck you
‷ but shanks was subtle, he wanted you to want him, shanks would never ask someone to fuck him, let alone beg - he would work his magic and the people he wanted would come crawling
‷ you were no different
‷ it would start with small touches that would progressively get more and more bold - the hand on the small of your back would brush past your ass when he passed by, the kisses on the cheek as a greeting were so close to your lips he might as well just kiss you and half of the things shanks told you were whispered in your ear, with a hand holding your jaw
‷ you'd find yourself leaning more and more into his touch, slowly yearning that his actions became more bold, that shanks would grab your ass, that he'd make out with you and that he'd put his pretty mouth to good use somewhere else
‷ "Come take a seat on my lap, princess, you might want to extend your stay on it and all... just not with any clothes on"
ÊáŽÉąÉąÊ
‷ unlike most above, buggy does not beat around the bush
‷ when he wants something he wants it in that moment and it will either happen the good way or the bad way
‷ but this time he was sure the glances you stole and the way your hand would brush past several of his body parts was not a coincidence, and that the heavy air wasn't humidity - you definitely wanted him too
‷ buggy would smack your ass and squeeze your body as you passed by, hissing when you teased him back
‷ he didn't care if people saw it, he wanted to feel you and he was going to feel you until he got you alone so he could fill you up - and he was impatient
‷ "if you're not in my room tonight I will find you and fuck you wherever you are, and whoever is nearby will be our audicence. I'm sure they will enjoy your pretty noises"
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summary: it feels so good, you just wanna run away... pairing(s): luffy x fem!reader, zoro x fem!reader, sanji x fem!reader cw: mdni, oral (fem recieving), overstimulation, rough sex
luffy
You're sat on your captain's lap, his strong arms bouncing you up and down along his length... all while he has the audacity to laugh. You can feel the resounding vibrations against your back, his chest being the only thing supporting your pliant form.
"I dunno if I can-!" A choked noise forces its way out of your throat when you feel another orgasm creeping up on you, Luffy's pace quickening. You start to writhe in his hold, your trembling legs doing the best they can to pry yourself off of him.
"You can!" Luffy interjects with a gleeful chuckle. His excitement is apparent, especially when he stretches his head up and around so he can get a full frontal view of you taking his cock. "Y'look so pretty when you cum!"
His words have you whining, the praise in combination with the overstimulation making your head spin with pleasure. Your head tilts back and rests against his shoulder as you cum once more, his name tumbling past your lips while your body twitches.
Once you come down from your high, he pulls out of you and praises you immensely. He places you on the edge of the bed and gazes at your form with anticipation, oblivious to just how fucked out you are. He settles between your thighs, ready to pull another orgasm out of you.
When you feel his cock probing your entrance once more, your body tenses and shifts up on the mattress. "L-Luffy, don't you want to take a snack break?" You ask, hoping the promise of food would spare you.
He looks at you, tilting his head in a sort of puzzled expression before he shakes his head.
"Nah!" He answers, pulling you back down on the bed and stuffing you with his cock. "I wanna see that pretty face again!"
You close your eyes in delight, letting him use your pliant body as he wished.
Captain's orders, after all...
zoro
"S'too much, s'too much!" You whimper, your whole body hot with pleasure. A light layer of sweat coats your form, the room becoming almost blurry as his cock continues to hit you in all the right places.
The sheets are about to come undone from how you're trying to escape the clutches of the swordsman behind you, your breaths leaving you in harsh pants and choked out moans. The comforter was already pooled around your knees, a sign of your first failed attempt at running away from him.
"Should've thought of that before you made that stupid bet." He growls, loving how you were falling apart before him. He clicks his tongue at the sight of the messy blankets, scoffing lightly. "And I'm not fixing the damn bed for you."
Zoro tightens his grip on your hips, pulling you right back onto his cock with every thrust. Every time you tried to crawl away, he'd thrust harder into you, hitting your cervix in a way that had you squealing for him. Tears of pleasure pricked at the corner of your eyes, his pace unforgiving.
"Don't make promises ya can't keep." He gruffly reminds you, taking a hand off your hip and using it to press your head to the mattress so that you'd quit squirming. "And don't go runnin' away from me."
Your cheek squished against the plush bedding, you simply arch your back and take it with a moan, knowing that the green haired swordsman wouldn't let you slip away from him.
sanji
Your lower back was lifted off the mattress, your hips supported by strong hands while your feet were feebly planted on the shoulders of your blond lover.
"S-Sanji baby, I can't!" You mewl, trying to use your legs to push him away.
The sound of soft, wet clicks echo across the room, mingling with your whines and the sound of his satisfied groans. You'd lost count of how many orgasms he'd given you, how many times he lapped up every last drop of your arousal before he dove back in.
His hands don't loosen their grip on you, but his thumbs rub gentle circles as a sort of apology, since he won't be stopping anytime soon. He's too sweet to you, and even though you can feel your head getting light from an impending orgasm, you can't find yourself able to deny him access to your dripping cunt.
He dishes out numerous praises as you cum once more, his nose brushing against your clit while his tongue dips in and out of your entrance. Your legs, now limp, are gently pushed up and off of his shoulders, resting loosely on his hips.
"Just a little more..." He whines, the head of his cock pressing right up against your slit. His gaze holds nothing but adoration and a willingness to please, his lips shining with the remnants of your orgasm. "For me, mon amour?"
You give him a soft yes, your head falling back when he plunges into you.
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hammock.
Pairing: OPLA!Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader Word Count: 866 words Warnings: Kissing, slightly suggestive
âYouâre blushing.â
âI am?â Sanji gazes up at you, dreamy and distracted. âI didnât realize.â
You hum. Youâre only vaguely aware of the hammockâs sway, of the blanket slipping down your shoulders as you prop yourself up and place your hands on his cheeks. Warmth soaks into your palms like sunlight, and you tilt your head, thumbs drawing over the flush on his cheekbones and tapping gently.
âDonât say this is because of me,â you tease.
His hands reach up to cover yours. âThen Iâd be lying,â he replies, turning his head to kiss your fingertips, âand I would never lie about how you make me feel.â
âNot even if you hated me?â
âThe day I hate you is the day I should be tied to an anchor and fed to the sharks.â
âThatâs awful.â
âI know.â His eyes search your face, and they narrow as he murmurs, âWho could ever hate someone as gorgeous as you?â
(Whoever coined the phrase âflattery will get you nowhereâ has never met Sanji, youâre sure of it.)
Leaning down, you press your lips to his nose, to his forehead, to each cheek. A contented sigh brushes past your ears as you do so.
Eventually, you make your way to the source of his sweet words. You pause, and Sanji opens his eyes as you hover above his lips, just shy of meeting them with your own.
âSomething wrong, sweetheart?â
âNo,â you say. âJust wanted to see your pretty eyes before I kiss you senseless.â
He stills. Then he laughs, the sound blooming from deep within his chest and staining your world with gold. âWell â arenât you a charmer,â Sanji quips, stroking your waist and pecking your cheek. His words are softer than usual. âCareful with my heart, now.â
âDonât worry,â you say, and you kiss him fully, drinking in the way his grip on you tightens and the way his breath stalls in his throat when you speak against his mouth. âItâs in good hands, I think.â
The kiss is just as warm as his cheeks. You feel drunk as you pull away, and Sanji lifts his head to chase your lips, whispering your name with the reverence of a believer.
âYou guys mind doing that somewhere other than here?â
The two of you freeze in each otherâs embrace.
You jolt out of it and push yourself up, accidentally knocking the breath out of Sanji in the process. He wheezes and curls up as you lock eyes with a very unimpressed swordsman.
âZ-Zoro! Weââyou scramble to unrumple your shirt, which had ridden up underneath the blanketââIâm sorry, we â we thought everyone was going to be in the lounge for a while.â
âYou thought wrong.â Zoro strides past and drops his laundry on the couch. âThis isnât your personal bedroom, Sanji.â
âIâm aware of that,â Sanji replies, annoyance dripping from every syllable. âNow would you mind just stepping out for a few more minutes?â
âSanji, itâs fine,â you whisper, patting his chest. âThe mood is kinda killed now, anyway.â
He visibly droops. âI know.â
âGood.â
âI wasnât asking for your opinion, mosshead.â
The room fills with a completely different kind of tension as Zoro crosses his arms at Sanjiâs response.
You, still trying to cover up your embarrassment, move to block Sanjiâs view, pushing his bangs away from his face and attempting to smooth out his frown lines. His cheeks are still flushed, though the color is quickly fading back to normal as his attention turns back to you.
âCâmon, Zoro wants to fold his laundry. Letâs go up to the lounge and see what the others are up to.â
âIs that what you really want to do?â
âYeah.â (It is now, anyway.)
â⊠All right, then,â Sanji acquiesces.
With that, you push the blanket off and clamber out of the hammock, nearly tripping and falling flat on your face in your haste to do so. Sanji follows close behind, and once heâs on his feet, you turn to Zoro and give him another quick apology before you and Sanji leave the menâs room.
âOf all the times to be interrupted,â your companion mutters as the two of you head to the lounge. He takes your hand in his and interlaces your fingers. âIâm sorry about that.â
âItâs nobodyâs fault. Ships donât have a lot of privacy âŠâ You think back to the moment Zoro spoke up and groan, burying your face in your free hand. âIâm just embarrassed he caught us like that. I didnât even hear him come down.â
âMe neither.â Sanji lets out an irritated sigh and then looks over at you; his displeasure softens. âAt the very least, Iâll take it to mean you were enjoying yourself.â
Your face heats up. âOf course,â you say quickly. âI like our alone time."
âI like it too.â He squeezes your hand and leans over to whisper into your ear. âNext time, I could be on top, so I can hide you away if anyone walks in unannounced.â
âWh â Sanji! Donât say it like that!â
The man grins as you smack his arm playfully, planting a kiss to your temple as penance.
âJust evening the score, sweetheart.â
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"one more kiss? please?" with zoro weâre heâs just so needy for his s/o and cant stop kissing them cause heâs so in love aahh
Author's note : YAY!MY FIRST ASK!!!thank u for sending this request!!i hope you enjoy it darling! ââżâ
"one more kiss?please?"
From this prompt
Zoro Roronoa x reader
Warnings : none really,maybe slightly suggestive?,lots of kissing,fluff fluff fluff,just Zoro being needy for his s/o's affection
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The gentle rocking of the hammock you were laying on was enough to make you unbelievably calm.
The room was empty;Sanji deciding to start dinner early and giving you and Zoro some privacy.
The small sounds of kissing and soft pants were the only things that could be heard in the quiet of the room. In the rare moments of intimacy,Zoro had dragged you down on his hammock to lay on top of him.
With his hands on your hips as you straddle him, nothing else seemed to matter at that moment when your lips were pressed firmly against his;your own hands wondering from his face to his toned chest.
It was rare to see Zoro like this;the usually cool and stoic man begging for your attention,and yours only;not letting you pull even for a breather and immediately chasing your lips as soon as you part for even a second. And despite loving this man with all your heart,needy Zoro was absolutely your favorite.
"Babe," you whisper as soon as he lets you pull away;your voice shaky and your eyes glazed over, "we need to go."
"why?" And he doesnt even let you answer,as his lips lock with yours again as his hands wonder from your hips up to your waist.
"its almost time for dinner." And you almost laugh when you have to put a hand on his chest and push in order to stop him from capturing your lips and shut you up again. And Zoro huff,before pressing his lips to your neck,and making you shiver when he speaks next as you can feel every word against your sensitive skin.
"you cant possibly tell me you want to leave me like this for dinner."
You let out a small sigh as he trails his lips against your throat.
"to be fair,Sanji makes mean desserts."
"babe," he particularly growls, "if you want dessert,you dont need to leave the room to get it." And his arms wrap around your waist to pull you impossibly closer until your chest is pressed against his. He moves his face so his next words are whispered next to your ear, "I'll give it to you right here."
The sound has you shivering once more; Zoro's voice always making you weak in knees.
"So,love," when his nose brushes against yours,your eyes flutters shut, "one more kiss?please?"
He's not even finished before your moving your lips against his again.
If you were in your right mind,you would've laughed at how needy Zoro sounded. But when he slowly turns you around,until your the one laying on the hammock and he's on top of you this time,all the thoughts fly out of your head.
Good thing Sanji knows to save you guys dinner,cause you dont think you'll be leaving the room anytime soon.
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You Deserve Better
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Word Count: 5,835
Synopsis: Zoro has inhaled pollen while lost and away from his crew. His crew return from a day of celebration and tease him for is senseless navigational skills. But you notice something's wrong with him. He's hot. So, so hot. And he needs your help to combat his illness. You want to help him so badly, why won't he let you get Chopper? And why was he holding you like that?
Warnings: Pollen!Zoro x afab!reader, smut, mdni, p in v, mutual pining, apprehension, longing, giving in, pollen, NSFW.
Tag List: @sordidmusings @feral-artistry @writingmysanity @gingernut1314
Notes: This was the brain child between me and sordid from waaay back when. Needed to be finished, and here it is!
Zoro had gotten lost, his own confident footing carrying him in a rhythmic trudge towards where he assumed the meeting place for the crew was occurring. It was only when he apprehensively knocked on a door of a strange hut, asking the resident for directions, that he was made painfully aware of truly how far away he was from the coordinates. He missed lunch, he missed the meeting and introductions of the town; his absence truly being noticed due to his status as first-mate to the Straw-Hat Pirate crew.Â
Turning back around, he began the long trek to the docks. His shoulders crushed with unfamiliar twigs, branches, bushels and foreign leaves he was yet to learn the proper names for. Losing his footing, his right foot fell within a small catchment; a deep puddle of water causing him to stumble in his footing, and fall face-first into a bushel of white flowers. He coughed, the pollen entering his lungs through his nostrils and parted lips.Â
âWhat the fuck,â he growled, swiping at his face and blowing puffs of air from his nose and gasping for breath. The floral scent stung at his eyes, a rasp catching in his throat and forcing his Adams apple to bob painfully as he gulped his collected saliva in to rid the tang from his tongue.Â
Sneezing, coughing and sputtering all the way back to the ship, he felt strange. His skin felt hot, his clothes were scratching his skin and overwhelming him beneath the fibers of mixed cotton and twine. He was too hot, he was too sweaty and he wasâ âwhat was this feeling? No stranger to rage, anger and frustration; he simply pegged it to be one of the three as he continued to stumble-trip his way back to the ship; his dampened boot leaving a trail of mud behind him.
After his boots finding residency back in familiar territory, he slowly made his way below deck to the kitchen. If he could just avoid everybody, take a drink of water and a shower, he was sure that would quench this rising feeling in his chest. Everything was burning; his face, his esophagus, his chest, his thighs, his calves, his cock â- why was everything so hot?
Of course the cook was in the kitchen, where else would the waiter be at a time like this. Sanjiâs lips were moving, his tone lengthy, low and likely taunting him. Zoro paid him no heed, focussing on slowly breathing as his body propelled itself forward to follow through the motions. Just get to the cupboard, get a cup, take the cup to the sink, fill the cup with cool water, drink the cool water, place the cup in the sink, go to his bunk for the night, strip himself naked, furiously pull his cock until his cum painted the inside of one of his old socks, and finally rest. That is what would fix his ailment, heâs certain of it.Â
Instead, his small calculated routine was halted before he placed the cup back into the sink; his thirst quenched. Following his meticulously thought out actions were stopped by the burning initiated by Sanjiâs hand placement on his shoulder, gripping him to gain his attention.
â-there were so many beers and ales, and you didnât get to sample any of them,â Sanji dryly laughed his taunt back into Zoroâs shoulder. Sanji was expecting Zoro to taunt him back, their comradery being one built on mutual taunts and jabs. Instead, Zoro clenched his jaw harder, his hand almost shattering the cup he was placing in the sink beneath his firm grip.Â
âWhat the fuck is wrong with you?â Sanji asked him firmly, pushing the swordsmanâs shoulder to turn him to face his grey-blue hues. Zoro kept his eyes shut, his jaw almost breaking with how tightly his teeth were wrenched together. Feeling another rise of the scratchy tickle within his throat, he had no time to bring his palm up to stifle the cough - a small amount of the foreign pollen extending from Zoroâs lips into Sanjiâs breathable oxygen.Â
âFuck, man, cover your mouth next ti-,â Sanjiâs pupils immediately dilating, his waterline swelling with glossy water, â-why doI-I-...â Sanji felt the effects immediately. Eyes widening with panic, a warm blush rising to Sanjiâs cheeks, he fled his grip against the swordsmanâs shoulder and hastily sprinted out of the kitchen to barricade himself in his crew quarters.Â
Zoro grinds his teeth, clenches the bench to steady himself against it - nearly breaking with how hard he's clutching it in his white-knuckled grip. Breathing exclusively through his nose, hissing as the elevation of his lungs propels further torture and the flushed heat downwards to sit in his abdomen. Every part of himself was now tense, hard and fighting this rise of emotion.Â
Alerting Nami you were going to the kitchen to see if everything was okay with the swordsman, his absence missed by the Straw-Hat crew as you all ate foreign foods, drank foreign drinks and learnt the customs of this unfamiliar land. You saw Sanji rush past you, his irises wild, on your way to the area Zoro sat. You became even more unsettled seeing Zoro red-faced and seemingly in excruciating pain as he gripped the sink and benchtop to steady himself against it.Â
You closed the door of the kitchen behind you, slowly approaching the green-haired first-mate and presenting your palms out to indicate you were not a threat.Â
âZoro?â you asked him, keeping your voice quiet but firm, âAre you okay? Is something the matter?â
âIâm fine,â he spat in a winced growl, his eyes clamped shut, âJust get out and leave me alone.âÂ
You furrowed your brows at his harsh tone, unsure of what exactly is coming over him. Both the tone and words catch you by surprise. You almost always kept each other company; finding one another at the end of a grueling battle, sitting side by side at meal times, and often repairing damage to each otherâs bodies that were ill-achieved by yourselves. Beyond that, heâs never sent you away. While youâve seen him snap at others, youâve yet to be on the receiving end - especially for simply asking him how he is.
Instead of listening to his verbal words of warning, you approached him. While his eyes were shut, you knew he didn't need them open to keep track of your approach. You knew this was a fact for sure when you see his lips curl into a grimace as you get closer, prompting you to wonder if you really should just leave.Â
Truthfully, the reason for the grimace was coming from the fact he can hear every shuffle of your clothing dragging itself against your body. Your soft breathing rang melodically in his ears, the scent of your warm, spiced perfume dancing with the comforting smell of your skin held his every follicle rising on edge. He was having to pull his mind to reign it in, tethering it on a tight leash to keep it from gnawing on the idea of what itâd smell like if he pressed his nose into your hair or neck or chest. How youâd taste as he gnawed on the flesh of your stomach, how burying his face between your thighs and dancing his tongue against your tender flesh would feel-.
â-Youâre making me worry, Zoro,â your soft voice called to him, the small pat of your footsteps indicating to the broody swordsman that your approach was now uncomfortably close. The back of your hand lands on his forehead to check his temperature and he pulls back like youâve burned him.Â
âWhatâs wrong-,â heâs struggling to form the words through the images of your thighs spreading beneath his firm grip. âWhatâs wrong,â his deep inhale through his nose did little to settle his elevated heartbeat, âIs that youâre touching me when I told you to go away.âÂ
He finally opened his eyes and you were struck with the intensity of them. His snarling mouth, furrowed brow, and scrunching eyelids certainly looked furious, but his eyes were glossy and shaky and darkened by blown pupils.
âZoro, did you take something? Should I get Chopper?â Sighing out a small breath through your lips, looking between the hazelnut hues of Zoroâs eyes and forming your own deductions. He wanted to close his eyes again because you looked so, so pretty. Too pretty not to touch.Â
Your eyes widened in confusion as he began to sway forward towards you. He was moving in a way youâve only seen a handful of times, those times when heâd manage to find enough alcohol to actually become inebriated under the influence of its fermentation.Â
âZoro, Iâm-,â he lunged in a deep stoop, falling forward to let his face fall into your stomach below your breasts. Allowing a deep inhale, he exhaled a low, shuddered groan into your skin. His body shivered and you feared this may be the worst fever youâve ever seen of him. No injury, inebriation nor affliction had ever found purchase enough against the first-mate to cause you to worry - until now.Â
âIâm gonna get you some help, okay?â You informed him, stepping back to get Chopper, only halting your exit as two hands stopped you. One fisted tight enough into your shirt for the seams to pop in protest, while the other sank into your hip.Â
âDonât,â he panted. This whole interaction has left you at a loss but you were truly astonished when Zoro nuzzled his face into you and massaged his hand into your hip. âYouâre not going anywhere,â he grumbled, letting his voice vibrate against you through your clothes.
âYes I am. Youâre not okay, and I have to take care of you,â you hardened your resolve, reaching down and banding your hands around his wrists.Â
If it were any other time, his heart would be aching at the worry in your tone. He adored how you cared for him, feeling all of your concern for his well being. However, at this current moment; he can only think of how your voice is so pretty and your body is so warm. And your scent, the intoxicating aroma your glistening skin was whispering and beckoning him to fall trap to your body. How could anyone smell so, so sweet?
You managed to actually get a step back, breaking the brace against his body and placing his hands away from you. Zoro is strong in his grip, but your concern had you force more strength than you thought you could muster. You heard a small rumbled sound, high in pitch and lengthy in elevation.Â
Zoro whined.Â
He had the gall to whine at you, making your hair stand on end to be thrown so far from your norm. With you at a distance, Zoroâs strength really did leave him. Your absence drained him, his body deprived of a necessity while writhing. He was a man starving with not a single scrap of sustenance, parched without a single drop of liquid to quench him.
His resolve hardened, his unanswered questions being answered with that single thought. You were a necessity. You would fix whatever this was; he just had to sink himself into by claw, tooth and nail you until no person could possibly tear him off of you.
You watched the towering form of the first-mate sink hopelessly onto his knees, his arms first reaching and clutching for you as soon as you shied away from his embrace, before stuttering them away in retreat. He was trembling, his hands resting on his large thighs with his head hanging low to shield his eyes from your gaze.Â
"Zoro," you softly called to him, bringing yourself low and resting your weight on your shins. Inching your way forward, you witnessed him suck in a breath and hold it in his chest with his eyes scrunched tightly shut.
"Zoro," you said, reaching your hands down and claiming his wrists in your circular grip, "if you don't want me to get Chopper," you released one of his wrists to collect his chin, "you have to tell me how to help you. What do you want? What can I do?"
Zoro fought harder against himself, every fiber of his being forcing him to continue to hold his breath to halt his urgency to claim you within his arms and never let you go. All of his thoughts were consumed with you: your scent, your softness, your voice, the way you tainted the air with your sweet flavor he desired to taste. He slowly, apprehensively, hissed out a breath, his shoulders quivering and shaking under the influence of the pale pollen propelling his unholy desires and sinful thoughts forward.Â
"I w-want," he began, halting his words and wincing under your fingertips. Although your touch burned him, he could not bring himself to shy away from your hand. The way you felt, the way you so desperately craved for him to speak his desires and birth them within the air. He stifled once more, every second passing led to more of his control over himself lessening.Â
"Zoro, let me help you. Whatever you need, know that I'm-," your words were claimed from you, Zoro's towering form caging your body beneath his strong arms. He hovered above you, eyes black with lust and lips parted with longing. He was an animal, the temperature falling off of him elevating your own beneath it.Â
Wasting not one more second, he collapsed on-top of you, bringing his lips down and pressing rough and desperate kisses along your neck and jaw. All passion: tongue, teeth, lips and caresses - Zoro was consuming you as if he was a man starved and desperate for sustenance only you were able to give him.
The whining, the whimpering, the groaning as his hips begin to roll against your thigh we're spurring your confusion to swirl within the recesses of your mind. While unable to fully process the actions, Zoro began pleading with you; his hot breath against the shell of your ear sending a shiver up your spine.Â
"I can't-... I-I can't stop," he growled, continuing to rut himself against you. The rough smack of his clothed hips did nothing to hide his impressive length and girth from you. His grinding down into you, the way your body writhed beneath him, propelled him enough to staple you to the ground beneath his hips.Â
A strong arm had snuck its way beneath you, a splayed hand could keeping your chests pressed flush while his other guided your thigh over his hip. You eagerly wrapped both legs around him to pull him impossibly closer, feeling his taut muscles move and shift under your hold.Â
He forced both of his hands to your hips, intending to hold them still and pull away, but you rolled them in his grip. His eyes followed suit, rolling back and leaving him to blindly bury his face deeper into your shoulder. âPlease let me, Iâm s-so so sorry, I cant-...hnng-... I c-can't stop. I n-need you-uu.â
"It's okay, it's okay Zoro," you gasped, your cheeks pressing firmly against his as you heard him stagger his breath and hold onto every word. You raked your fingers through his moss-coloured locks, reassuring him and soothing him by whispering your silencing shushes. Although some dark part of you wanted to continue listening to him beg for you, you instead offered only support and continual reassurance.
You turned your cheek inwards, breaking contact flush against his cheek to press a small brush of your own lips against his smooth skin. This apprehensive and timid gesture prompted him to groan beneath your lips as his skin ignited further.Â
âMore,â he mumbled fervently after the kiss, the affection doing much more to ease his stress than your words were, âGive me more.â The gentle peck was too achingly sweet to only placate him, instantly holding him hostage to his need to feel more of you.Â
The squeeze of your legs on his waist, and the heat he could feel pressed against his cock even through your clothes, strung him tighter and pulled him further from sanity. The hand in his hair and the brush of your lips, made the haze on his mind feel welcome; The boiling in his veins feel more natural.Â
You gave him more fluttered kisses on his cheek, then floated your lips up his temple before tilting your head back to cradle him beneath your chin. You raked your arms over his shoulders, your fingertips leaving trails of flamed temptation beneath each pad and digit. Each motion was done to the tune of âmoreâ, âso goodâ, and âpleaseâ.Â
You were heavily tempted to let him keep you trapped against the floor and caged beneath his weight, being used for his needy grinding; but a moment of clarity hit you. You were in the galley, and your crew members could swing the door wide and see you both like this; writhing and grinding pelvises together in a cruel dance of lewd gyrations.Â
While you had your own qualms with this, you were sure Zoro would rather die than have him looking in his current state getting back to the shipâs chef. Casting all inhibitions aside at one particularly harsh grind against your clit from his painfully hard cock, you verbalized your concerns for him.
"Zoro, you're behaving like an animal- a beast: wild and rampant with lust,â your whisper carried itself up to his awaiting ears. You didnât know what came over you, but you retreated away from holding him and pushed him up to view his expression. Â
âYouâre frightening me," you whispered into his face, claiming his cheeks beneath your palms. Both of you were whimpering, panting; eyes wide and lips parted. You leant up to his face, your lips almost meeting for the first time since he caged you beneath him. Holding back the meeting of your lips, you spurred him on with a single three-worded command.
"Do it again."
Zoro growled as he broke away his hand clutching your thigh, fumbling at his hips to unsheathe one of his three blades attached to his belt. As soon as he grasped the hilt of the blade, he tore his torso away from its place against your chest and threw the object to imbed itself within the doorframe: barring the entrance to the kitchen under its sharpened steel.Â
Looking up at his body, his entire being was overwhelmed with sweat, pooling from his green hair to trickle down his temples to his neck and jaw. The silvery trail of desperation and lust dripped down his chest beneath his shirt and drenching him further beneath the pull of the powerful pollen.Â
He was not himself, fighting every urge to hold control over his body. He wanted this - he wanted you. Just not like this. He wanted to do things right by you; courting you properly, enjoying his time learning everything there was to know about you. He adored spending his time silently by your side - often shielding you from harm's way and protecting you within the thralls of battle, not that you truly ever needed it.Â
But the way his cock was straining behind the shield of his pants had his mind cloudy, eyes stinging while attempting to hold the final remnants of control over himself.Â
âY-You donât know what youâve asked for, Princess,â Zoro growled, his eyes slowly tilting down from contact against the door to slowly fall to meet your widened gaze beneath him. Your breath hitched as you were met with something completely feral overcoming him. His expression depicted his title flawlessly. You were now completely helpless, pinned beneath the towering intense muscle known as Roronoa Zoro: the former demon bounty hunter, pirate, and king of hell.Â
His eyes held the vibrant lustful intensity of raging flames burning flesh, his predatory grin snapping his face with his grimace. His brow was furrowed in a deep frown, the final band of his control straining against the stretch; thin, pale and ready to snap.Â
As Zoro gazed into your eyes, holding all that he was from tearing off your garments and sheathing his cock deep within your walls and chasing his release of tension, he continued to clasp onto his final band of control to ensure you were truly okay with your body being used in such a way.Â
Sensing his apprehension, you swiftfully and gracefully bucked your hips up to meet his, rolling him off of your body and pinning him beneath you. Your hands grasped his wrists and placed them above his head. His teeth grit against themselves, grinding them down painfully to continue holding himself back from ravishing you. He was a swordsman. He was disciplined under the way of the blade.Â
âZoro,â you began, sighing down with your eyes upturned in concern, âI know you are not well, and this may be the only solution to your problem.â You reassured him, claiming both of his wrists between your left hand, you placed your right hand over his heart and pressed gently on his chest.Â
âLet me help you like this, okay?â You offered him a half-smile, âWe can work out what it means once youâre through the worst of it. I just want my swordsman back,â you placed your lips against his forehead, feeling the scorch of his flesh burn your lips as he whimpered into your touch. âMy knight, my protector,â you whispered against him, pulling back from his face and uttering affectionately, âJust let go. I can take it.âÂ
If youâd held any fondness for your pants and shirt, or your undergarments, there was no ribbon left salvageable as Zoro all but clawed them from your body. His own shirt and pants were not fairing in any better condition lying beside them. The throbbing of his veiny cock curving painfully hard upwards towards his stomach had you wincing in empathy at how hard he was holding back.Â
The slit was slickened, pearled beads of precum glistening against the shine of his reddened mushroom tip. You could almost see the harsh thundered beat of his heart depicted in the rush of blood swelling his shaft, the veins protruding and pulsating in the air. You couldnât tear your eyes away, nor halt the fluttered hitch in your breath at the girth of it.
âI-I wanted this to be different,â he breathily confessed, his body moving against his will to cage you beneath him once more. His cock twitched at the opening of your walls, a shuddered groan igniting tingles over his back as his tip prodded you, âI wanted to warm you up, stretch you wide with my hands some so you could take me easier. Y-You deserve better.â
A small shocked scream fell from your parted lips as his body lunged forwards, his hips snapping to fully sheath himself within your walls in one fell strike. You were thankful you allowed yourself to give into the lewd grinds and circled thrusts from earlier to allow some slickness to coat your walls with your arousal. He filled you completely, your body contracting and adjusting to him with each passing flutter.
He bit his lip painfully hard, his eyes scrunched shut as he felt each quiver of your walls soothing over his burning flesh. This was the remedy his body was searching for. He needed you. All of you. Every fibre of you. The taste of you, the smell of your flesh, your sweet cries falling from your parted lips as you adjusted around him. He wanted so badly for this to be as good for you as it was for him, holding his concentration to allow you a moment to catch your breath.Â
âI can still take you like this, Zoro,â you taunted him with a gentle hum of encouragement. He snapped his eyes to yours, his pupils completely dilated and the corners of his eyes still stinging with concentration to not rail you completely into the harsh floor. You noticed his panicked expression, knowing exactly what his mind was plagued with.Â
The words left unspoken holding heavy in the air, his eyes begging you to understand his meaning instead of attempting to articulate his words. The throb of his cock within your warmth propelled your heartfelt encouragement onto him.
âD-Donât you worry about me, okay?â you reaffirmed him, your eyes depicting nothing other than adoration and affection for the first mate, âUse me,â you drew your palm up to his cheek, holding your gaze intimately with his, âJust let go.âÂ
At that final command, he drew his hands over your thighs and hooked them over his hips once more; starting a heavy laden rhythm with the smack of his hips. He withdrew himself almost to his slit before pistoning his cock within your walls fast and harsh. You clapped your hand over your lips to stifle your cries of pleasure as his velvety cock continued its bullying of your cervix.Â
Every fiber of your being was alight and adjusting to quench the fire of Zoroâs insatiable lust, adoring the chase of his release being pushed brutally into your quivering walls. His cries for you, reciting your name like a prayer as he quested for his salvation buried within your body.Â
He was an animal, a wild beast possessed his body and propelled him onwards to seek out his pleasure within you. His eyes never left yours; the man you knew before the beast lurking beneath his glazed gaze. Zoro was expressing gratitude and almost sorrow behind his lustful alterego.Â
âI-Iâm so-....nmff-... Iâm so sorry,â he whimpered, his pace accelerating harshly. The grip of his hands on your thighs bruised their way up to find purchase on your hips, You squeezed your eyes tightly shut, shaking your head and hooking your arms over his shoulders to draw his head into your neck.
âItâs-... hhah-... okay, Zoro. Itâs o-okay, truly,â you reassured him, your voice hitching on each syllable as the snap of his hips accelerated in their bruising thrusts, âIâm okay, y-youâre okay.â Your reassurances held his voice sighing out his relief while he continued to chase his high within you.Â
His words became jumbled, the mixture of his precum and your arousal squelching sinfully with each harsh slab and thrust of his cock sheathing itself within your walls. If anyone were to walk past the kitchen, they would know exactly what was going on against the floor. Breathy chants of your name fell from Zoroâs lips as the coil within you began to tighten and spark the wick of your approaching orgasm.Â
Unknown to you at present, as soon as Zoro initially sheathed himself within you; he was holding himself back more to ensure this was an experience as enjoyable for you as it was for him. He was biting his lip so painfully to ensure he didnât cum as soon as his pelvis met with your own. He wanted to watch you cum, he didnât want to be a selfish lover and use your body to chase his own high. No matter how torturous it was to hold himself back, he was accustomed to pain and this was no different.Â
But you noticed. The way his brow was intensely furrowed as his forehead hid itself against the skin of your shoulder. The quiver of his own shoulders and his whimpered cries against you gave you cause to draw such a heinous conclusion. Zoro was in pain, and he was still not seeking the treatment your body was giving him. He was still putting you first.
You sighed as you felt his cock continue to quiver within you with each harsh snap, the pleasure he was bringing to you was overwhelming with the bruising pace he still held. Hardening your resolve, you reached your hands down and dug your nails into his ass cheeks and propelled him to grind himself against you further and deeper. You refused to have this pain elongate further for him, and felt the urge to remind him as such.
âZoro, cum,â you ordered him, his breath hitching at your command, âI know what youâre doing, idiot. Cum in me. I want you to shoot your cum deep in me. I want to feel you ride out your orgasm with each pulse and throb of your cock. I want your cum so bad, Zoro. Cum in me-.â
â-Fuck! F-Fuck,â He barked, biting down on your shoulder harshly as his cock began to release his built up load immediately into your plush walls. Ribbons of his white translucent paint splashed against your walls, the muffled screams of Zoroâs voice crying praises while latched against your skin. He continued the harsh stuttered pace as he rode out his release.Â
He was so built up with his relentless pleasure that the pressure of his cum brushed against the underside of your clit, his pubic hair grinding on the topside at the same time and prompting you to ride the waves of your own orgasm alongside his. Lights danced behind your eyes as the spark drew into a vibrant flame.Â
Your fingernails continued to dig in the muscle of his ass as you both cried in bliss, your mouth agape while his teeth continued to clamp over your shoulder. His tongue lapped behind his teeth as his groans and whimpers began to die down as his hips came to a staggered halt. His cock remained fully sheathed within you, the final twitches and trembles relinquishing his body of the final spill of his load emptied within you.Â
Panting of dual breaths within the four walls of the kitchen, the fuzziness of Zoroâs mind became once again his own, his eyes losing their glaze and his cock twitched its last within you. You whimpered as you came down from your high, the pain of Zoroâs teeth remaining latched on your neck had the realization dawn on both of you at once.Â
âI-IâŠâ he stuttered once he released your shoulder from his teeth, âI-Iâm sorry, Iâm so sorry.â He stuttered, pulling out of you with his cum spilling from your opening and pooling on the floor beneath you. His eyes were wide, his lips swollen and bruised. Your own eyes widened at his panic, immediately rising to your elbows and looking up at him.
âYouâre sorry we-,â you began, only to halt as he spoke over you.
â-No,â he barked his confession over you, stooping his body over yours once more, âIâm sorry it happened like that.â He wanted so desperately to relay all of his affection onto you, all of his adoration, all of his love - but was now lost for words as your eyes met his.Â
You darted your eyes between focussing on each of his hazelnut orbs, shifting your focus as you witnessed his afterglow. His body was lighter, his mind no longer plagued by lust. He was once again-.
â-Roronoa Zoro,â you uttered, collecting his hand beneath your palm and allowing a warm smile to spread over your lips, âI donât regret helping you like this.â You drag your hand over his cheek, pinching his chin between your thumb and index finger and hold his focus with the intensity of your eyes. âIâm glad youâre back to yourself again. If this is where we leave our tryst-.â
â-Absolutely not,â Zoro growled. The rumbled tone of his voice had your breath hitching and mind halting its springing to conclusions, âI want you more than you could ever know.â He leant forward, his eyes shutting as he met your forehead against his own; your cheek still claiming his cheek beneath your palm. His temperature was more bearable, the warmth you were more accustomed to bringing you comfort.Â
You closed your eyes, leaning into his touch and allowing him to shepherd your body to the ground once more. He combed his fingers down the crown of your head, his fingertips gently raking their pads over your jaw as he finally claimed your lips beneath his in a slow and intimate kiss.
He parted his lips, dragging his tongue to meet against your own with a small groan of bliss. You felt him smile against your lips as you drew your arms around his neck once more. Toying with the small hairs at the back of his neck, you angled your jaw upwards to claim more of him against yourself.Â
The rattle of a door handle broke you away from this moment of private intimacy, the wobble of the door shuddering beneath a strong grip immediately caused you panic. You were naked. Naked on the floor in the kitchen. Your clothes lay beside you in ribbons, nothing aside from a dish towel could be used to shield you from prying eyes.Â
âOi, Zoro! Whatâre you guys doing in there?â The voice of your captain called to you, âYou better not be getting all the meat from the fridge! I took that from the celebration, it was your own fault you didnât get there in time to try any-.â
â-Weâre not eating your meat, Luffy!â Zoro roared, breaking his lips away from yours to answer him, âBring us my yukata and some of my pants, would you?â
âYour Yukata and pants? What happened?â Luffy asked, puzzled momentarily before slyly asking into the door, âAnd what do I get outta it?â Zoro growled a woeful sigh, lips curling up to a snarl. Your warm smile and giggle broke him away from his anger, his eyes softening as they met yours once more.Â
âJust bring them, will you? Then weâll let you get your meat, Captain,â Zoro chuckled while leaning down to press his lips against yours once more. Although the air was lighter, your body began to succumb to the feeling of warmth falling from Zoro in waves. He hoisted you from the floor to sit atop his lap as his back sat flush against the kitchen counter. Seeking out the small bite heâd left on your shoulder, he began pressing fluttered kisses in apologies against your flesh.Â
âIâm sorry,â he confessed once more between kisses, âI want to do this properly - be with you properly. You deserve better.â You sighed at his words, exposing your neck more to him in a gesture for him to continue pressing kisses into more of your available skin.
âI can take it,â you gasped, feeling his teeth rake slowly against your flesh as he moulded the skin of your back beneath his splayed fingertips. He gasped into your skin, still dizzy from coming down from the risen high between you both but mind truly clear of all prior affliction. Â
âI know you can,â Zoro grinned into your skin, pulling away to gaze into your eyes. All affection was mirrored between you; eyes half lidded and smiles dopey and tired, âBut you still deserve better. Let me treat you better.â
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"let me help you out" ft. the monster trio!
in which, an experienced you gets to teach them something new
ft. (inexperienced) luffy, zoro, sanji x fem!reader
warnings: short nsfw drabbles; oral (both m!receiving and f!receiving), dirty talk, handjob, sub!op men (im a whore for pathetic men)
luffy:
bark bark woof woof icanbealightshade-
- "aww?" you nibbled on his earlobe, deft fingers swiftly moving up and down his shaft, "are you okay luffy?" - "it feels so good u-gh" he was panting, eyes closed, lips bitten till they were red, hair damp and tangled words on the tip of his tongue, "ple-ease please don't stop ha-" "hm?" you teased, licking a stripe from the base of his throat to his jaw, "what will i get in return?" - "anything" his hand is on top of yours, calloused fingers pumping his dick alongside your delicate ones, "anything you want, i will do i- it" "hands to yourself, baby you know the rules" pressing open-mouthed kisses against his tattered skin, you move downwards till youre sucking on his tip, swirling your tongue slowly and tasting the salty precum - "relax" you whispered as you licked up his cock, tracing the faint veins with the tip of your tongue as he shivered under you - as you're sucking his dick, he stretches it ever so slightly so that it's hitting the back of your throat. he lowly whispers, "just w-anna see your throat getting fucked" - you let him do as he pleases - after all, first times are supposed to be fun aren't they?
zoro:
im not above the temptations of the flesh im afraid
- you're pushing zoro against the wall, kissing him as he stares at you with wide eyes "yn?" he's whispering against your hot kisses, looking down at your tits as they spill out of a flimsy tank top, sensitive even to your most casual touches, "somebody's gonna see us, baby" "let me help you, zoro" - the rest of the crew was doing their usual around the deck and thankfully, nobody had wandered into your little corner yet - you bite down on his pulse, tasting the citrusy soap on his skin and leaving behind purple bruises - when he moans, you press a hand onto his mouth, "shh, they'd hear us. you don't want to let them see you like this right? so obviously fucked out by me?" - and then you're on your knees, pulling down his pants and freeing his cock from the cloth-bound cage. you look up at him, biting your lip as you give him an innocent look, "can i suck your dick hm?" "somebody's gonna catc- fuck, god, fuc- k" his breath hitches as you take half of his dick in, swirling your tongue and playing with the hard cock, "darling, quit playin'" - his back is pressed against the wall and his hips are matching the torturous rhythm of your hand, he's fucking himself, rutting desperately into your hands as his grip in your hair tightens "'m so close, so so close, angel, fu-ck" he throws his head back, hands pulling your mouth to his cock again, "faster, fasterf- please baby" you hum against his member, "wanna cum on my face?" - never have you seen this man come undone so soon
sanji:
hehehehe marry me đđ
- "yn, yn, yn~" he's rutting into air, waiting for any sort of friction that you deprive him of, "please don't make me wait" - he whimpers as you slip a finger in and moan out his name, you smile at him through the stimulation, "i thought you wanted to just see?" "let me touch it just once pleas-" "sanji, sit still" you silence him, letting your fingers mercilessly circle your own clit as you choke down sobs and cries - when you were done, you crawled over, making him taste your fingers, "see, you were so patient, so, now i should give something in return shouldn't i?" - he's whimpering when you palm him through his dress slacks and realize suddenly that he ha already cum "aw? that all you could take?" he flushes and as you continue palming him, he feels himself getting hard, grnding against your soft hands, "please yn, please don't make me wait" "aww, if you're in a hurry come help me" you encourage and he's pumping himself with your pace. - his eyes are rolled back, head thrown back as he struggles to breathe,"pl-ease just a little more, please plea" - his face is flushed as his cums undone in your hand
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âź â warriorâs executioner.Â
youâre an earthquake that rocks his steady rhythm.Â
tags â zoro x afab!reader. 1.3k wc. soft -> rough, like really, dappled with a lot of prose (i hope they make sense tbh). huge cock!zoro. creampie. a LOT of cum, sue me. cervix fucking. very explicit smut. minors, blank, and ageless blogs dni.
from hunter â i⊠donât know. i felt so, so, soft for zoro in this fine afternoon. this fic made me vulnerable lmao. this is hardly proofread btw. âź
imbued with an ache for glory since the sprout of his childhood, the way of the warrior lives in zoroâs skin and bones like a malignant disease of no existing palliative. he inhales the roughened edges of a samuraiâs principle like air his lungs need to survive. these beliefs are claws of death that have grazed him one too many times, yet he wears the thousand cuts with pride.Â
they whisper about him across the four seas: the devil wearing a humanâs flesh, they say, siphoning his unyielding strength from the depths of hell. enemies see his swords like the embodiment of death, the extended hands of sharp torment, while allies revere his strength.Â
his hands are tainted with blood from hard won victories. and zoro has never even thought of cleaning the proof of endless wars snaking along the lines of his palms until heâs met you.Â
âare you sure you want this?â zoro asks for what seems like the third time, and for each you answer him with a feathery chuckle. âi donât want to hurt you.âÂ
âyou wonât hurt me, zoro.â thereâs a spark of assurance in your eyes, fueled by conviction that it would take more than his tenacity to inflict pain upon you.Â
zoro admires you for it; he desires you for that inelastic poise. and so he moistens his lips, guiding the raw end of his cock through your supple pussy lips. heâs been leaking like crazy, transparent lines of precum smeared all over your bare stomach where his rigid cock had been resting.
he palms his girth as if to soothe the stiffness; heâs unimaginably hard, pulsing with fierce vivacity. tremors rack zoroâs body, not on the account of anxiety, such is a distant feeling, but because of how much he wants to shove his thick cock right into your pussy, fuck you until your insides crumble.
âspread your legs wider for me,â he whispers, breath catching up in his throat when he feels the wet caress of your slabbering cunt around his flushed cocktip.Â
you share a shuddering breath when he sheathes himself to the hilt, closing his good eye in concentration, in savoring the gummy embrace of your pussy around his twitching shaft. all the might and the brawn heâs built for years now melts into a thick puddle underneath his wavering feet.Â
youâre an earthquake that rocks his steady rhythm.Â
hovering above you, cautious as to not crush your ribcage with the weight of his immeasurable desire and wanton lust, zoro moves with calculated tempo. he pitches his head right below your chin, staggering breath fanning the crater between your collarbones. secondsâ a dribble of a moment within which he loses his composureâ thatâs all it has taken for his gruff hand to cage the tender flesh of your waist and pull you with snapping vitality, therefore burying his hungry cock further in your insides.Â
with an obscene yelp, you toss your head back. your weakened frame finds its leverage on zoroâs broad shoulders, leaving wild stripes of crimson on his golden skin with your nails. you can feel the ridges of his girth, the angry veins scraping your cunt repeatedly, making the little wet hole swell.Â
âiâm sorry,â zoro confesses softly against your heated cheeks. âdid i hurt you?â
you wish you can pour your heart out and say no, heâs not hurting you and he never will. tears grace the corner of your eyes, from the fluttering emotions hugging your belly, and you can only shake your head. at last, your hands find the curve of his flushed cheeks. he looks feverish, pushed into perpetual agony and terror of breaking you. like youâve never done before, you tug him by the face and seal his lips with a kiss that quickly forms a whorl of saliva inside your mouths. you never let him go.Â
zoroâs heart will burst, he swears it will. the unspoken consent triggers his primal need, the animalistic urge of wanting to prove how you drive him to the edge of insanity.
he pounds your pussy like a mad man freed from restraints. he folds your knees to fuck you properly while watching your cunt swallow his needy cock to the base. there are strings of transparent liquid connecting your pussy to his shaft, augmenting the smacking sound whenever he brings his weight down your soiled cervix. hungrily, repeatedly, mercilessly.Â
âz⊠zoro!â your unabating and quivered chant injected with pleasure. âmore⊠i need youâ want you.â
need.Â
his eye dilates as the word flows inside his system. he slides his upper body down to meet yours, a breathless yet fervent chuckle rising from his throat. zoro has been maiming your cervix with his insatiable cock for what seems like forever now. heâs been fucking you so maniacally that his bladder shudders and your pussy has turned a damped mess under his vigorous thrusts. all this is accompanied with brutal strength.Â
instead of cowering away, you tell him to sink in you deeper.Â
you, who emit the air of lavender blossoms and speak with honey in your mouth. you, whose featherlight touch whispers life into every withered thing. you, who keep a universe of all things soft and kind and gentle locked inside your velvet chest.Â
âyouâre perfect,â zoro murmurs against your mouth, pinning his cock one more time to your slabbering cunt. âand youâre mine.â
your belly heats up from the fervid claim. rapture, its pleasurable hand reaching for you, as zoroâs movements become deliberately slow. his spine moves like waves, the roll of his hips jittery yet deep. you feel it all at once when he pops your hardened nipple in his mouth. zoro suckles, salivating around the areola while maintaining his slow pace.
the heat picks up its intensity, along with the furiously lewd moan gaining strength and fleeing your lips. caged in a bubble of sensitivity that will burst at the seams with an airy touch, you clamp a hand over your mouth but zoro takes your wrist to pin beside your head. his final savage thrust sends rolling waves of euphoria squeezing your chest until the only way you can breathe again is to shout his name with a piece of your soul attached in it.Â
zoro tattoos your expression in a huge part of his memory; the narrow of your brows, how your pretty lips shape his name, and the tears of release like silver satin adorning your eyes. with that image he buries his cock between your velvety walls, down and down until his cocktip meets your cervix again, and thereâ bouts of thick cum burst in your uterus.Â
he screams your name, placing his life and his love between its syllables. you touch his face, soothing his shivers, but he just wonât stop filling your womb with fresh and viscid cum like heâs not busted a fat nut in a hundred years. zoroâs eye teared up at the sensation.Â
âi⊠i canât stop. fuckâ itâs seeping. fuck, fuckââ
you lock your legs around his hips. âlet it all out.â
zoro admits defeat and collapses on top of you. his cock continues to plug your pussy with blobs of cum. he withers beside you, then, and finally pulls out achingly. even without the grip of your cunt his swollen tip lazily oozes all over the sheets.Â
âhow are you feeling?â he tucks you in, securing your body with the warmth of his.Â
âdefinitely sore,â you breathe, tracing the mark of stitches on his chest with a delicate finger. âbut happy. how about you?â
he ponders at the question. how does he feel, truly? once, he wondered if his tenacity is just another word for wickedness and if shedding blood is the only purpose his unmatched strength serves. he pondered about the hunger heâs shackled in his core and whether it could only be satiated as he felled each enemy with a sword.Â
zoro fears that heâll never learn how to hold you close to his heart without tarnishing the perpetual twinkle of light in your luminescent eyes. but then he kisses you, and you do not flinch from its violence.Â
zoro has found the answer, then.Â
how could he ever hurt you when you make him tender?
how could he ever hurt you when you turn him to pieces?
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Threesome Headcanons - Part 1
Summary: a random collection of threesome headcanons with a menagerie of characters; probably the filthiest thing I've ever written
Pairings (all x afab!reader): Robin and Law, Law and Zoro, Zoro and Perona, Zoro and Sanji, Sanji and Nami, Sanji and Ace, Ace and Sabo, Sabo and Koala, Sabo cucking your aristocrat husband while he watches, Robin and Koala
Genre: pure smut
CW: NSFW // threesomes (obviously), sex toys, lots of oral and penetrative sex, some anal, devil fruit shenanigans
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Law watching you and Robin make out, and Robin watching Law fuck you, amazed by how well you take Lawâs thick cock, finally deciding sheâs brave enough to take it, too. Robin coming between the two of you and bending over for Law, holding your legs open so she can bury her face in your pussy while she gets fucked by the doctor. Robin getting lost between the two of you, drawing countless orgasms out of you and giving several of her own to Law. Law cumming inside Robin first but not neglecting you, fucking through the exhaustion so you can have his load inside you, too.Â
You getting drunk and asking an equally inebriated Zoro and Law to join you, fully expecting the swordsman to agree but the captain of the Heart Pirates to scoff. And Law does scoff, before promptly joining both you and Zoro in bed. These two seem so domineering but youâll actually be able to call the shots if you say, âpretty please,â and pout; theyâll roll their eyes but do whatever you want, so long as you let them between your legs. Jerking Law off while you ride Zoro, sucking Zoro off while Law fucks you from behind, riding Zoro again while Law fucks you in the ass. Hot and heavy, but pretty chill vibe. Will definitely happen again.Â
Zoro hushing Perona as he brings her naked pussy down on his face, yours already quivering around his aching cock. Zoro breathing a sigh of relief as he finally gets a sense of control over the pink haired pirate, you already on your best behavior like he taught you. Zoro letting Perona lick your pussy after he cums in you, but only if she promises to stop laughing at him when he gets lost around the castle. Zoro fucking Perona while she eats you out, then fucking you again for good measure.Â
A threesome with Zoro and Sanji would be absolutely exhausting. These two have a nasty habit of turning everything into a competition. Sanji makes you cum once? Zoro has to make you cum twice. Sanji finishes in your mouth? Zoro has to finish in your mouth and cunt. Youâll have to jerk them both off simultaneously when you start to avoid hurting any feelings. Sanji prefers fucking your throat and Zoro prefers your pussy (or your ass), so it does work out in the end. Theyâll definitely fight over who gets to hold you in their arms afterward.Â
Nami going down on you while Sanji watches, jerking his cock to the sight of you, eventually getting up to massage your breasts and suck on your nipples while the navigator works your first orgasm out of you. Riding Sanjiâs face while Nami fucks herself silly on his cock, Nami making you face her while you do so the two of you can make out and grab each othersâ tits. Poor Sanji would cum so many times, but heâd keep getting hard again and again just to please you and Nami. Heâd be thanking you both the entire time, would probably orgasm at the mere suggestion of putting it up your ass.Â
Sanji inviting Ace to join the two of you. "You want me to give you some pointers, huh?" Ace leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and observing as Sanji fucks you, then stepping in to show Sanji how to make you obey him, training you up a bit and teaching you some proper manners. Ace is just a little older and way more experienced, as well as a bit more domineering. He doesnât let you get away with things the way Sanji does, doesnât let you flip him on his back and ride him or cum whenever you want. Heâs an easygoing dom, but a dom nonetheless, and you will be getting spanked if you mouth off. Ace even makes you bend over so he can demonstrate proper spanking technique on you for Sanji to use later.
Ace and Sabo would run you ragged. These two have boundless energy, and donât think for a second they wonât be grinning and high-fiving when they get you on all fours, Ace rubbing his hand up and down your back while he fucks your pussy, Sabo holding your hair back for you while he fucks your mouth, both of them praising you for taking their big cocks like a champ. They donât compete like Zoro and Sanji but rather work in tandem to draw as many orgasms out of you as possible. They show off, but not necessarily in a competitive way. âSabo, check this out.â âWhoah, Ace, so cool. Let me try.â When youâre all finished, theyâll cuddle you between them, Ace with his face buried in your chest, Sabo asleep on your stomach. They might wake you up in the middle of the night to go again, but only after they eat everything in the fridge.Â
Sabo may not compete with Ace, but he would definitely compete with Koala. It would be a constant battle between the two, Koala sick of Sabo bedding everyone attractive without giving her the chance, Sabo unwilling to relent (greedy motherfucker). There would be a couple of toys floating around, too, Sabo only allowing Koala to be the one to hold the vibrator to your clit while you have his big cock in your mouth (it neutralizes him) and complaining when you two share a dildo because his cock is right there. Sabo fucking you both silly and then passing out immediately after, Koala giggling and cuddling you.Â
Sabo making your husband watch as he fucks your brains out- you, a pretty aristocrat, and your husband, a pampered lord. Heâs done this countless times before, knows damn well how many noble wives are just starving for a young bull to rearrange their insides and how many lords are willing to watch someone do it for them. Normally, heâd refuse to do anything for those sniveling bastards, but in scenarios like this, heâs willing to help them out. Sabo holding your legs open while he fucks up into you, making your husband watch as he cums several times inside you, reminding you heâs the second in command of the Revolutionary Army and now he owns your royal pussy. Sabo arriving late to meet Koala with swollen lips and a mischievous gleam in his eye that Koala is well aware means he was just naked between some satin sheets.Â
Robin using her devil fruit to hold down both you and Koala, Robinâs many hands twisting your nipples and holding vibrators to both of your clits while Robin giggles, you and Koala whimpering and whining. Robin going down on each of you after you cum. You and Koala working together to hold Robin down like she held you down and making her cum. Riding Koalaâs face while she shares a dildo with Robin. You holding a vibrator to Koalaâs clit while Robin fucks her with a dildo. So many sweet kisses and orgasms shared between the three of you.Â
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