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„What?! I want details like right now!“ Nami exclaimed, looking a little shocked at Sanji.
„I think you don’t…“ Sanji also looked shocked but for a different reason.
„Yes, I want them! Spill it!“
The demanding tone in Nami‘s voice got louder, and Sanji just couldn’t ignore it. He knew Nami wasn’t into guys, so he didn’t understand why she wanted details on his and Zoro‘s hook-up. But here they were, sitting in the living room of their shared apartment. Nami looked at him with a mix of curiosity and surprise.
„You want to know…both times?“
„Both? Like you did it twice?“
Sanji nodded with a red face.
„When was the first?“
„Few weeks before I went in with you all…“
And then it finally clicked in Nami‘s mind. The last puzzle piece slid into place, fitting perfectly with all the others and revealing the full picture.
„So the guy Zoro sulked over actually was you! I mean, I suspected it, but I didn’t really believe it. That makes so much sense now!“ She grabbed Sanji by the shoulders and shook him lightly. „The first time! Definitely the first time!“
„Okay, okay!“ Sanji tried to free himself but only managed to stop Nami from shaking him. „Why are you so excited about this?“
„Because Zoro wanted to tell me, and I shut him up because I thought it was just one of his hook-ups! I want details!“
„Fine…okay, uhm…“
Sanji lowered his gaze to his hands. He was about to tell Nami how he had sex with Zoro…that felt weird! Did she talk about that stuff with others, too? Why…
„If you don’t start talking, honey, Luffy will be home, and maybe Zoro, too. I mean, Zoro was there, obviously. But I don’t know if you want Luffy to listen to this.“
„Fuck, no! Right, so…:
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The club was buzzing with music and life! I was staying in the background. I wore a dress for the third or fourth time, and I didn’t really feel comfortable. Yes, the Grand Line was mainly a club for LGBTQ+ folks, and they appeared in all shapes and sizes - a beautiful mix of diversity- but I felt weird. I liked the dress, but being out and seen in it was a different piece of cake. I needed to get comfortable, though, so that I could work properly. Ivankov - or Iva as their employees and friends could call them - the iconic drag queen who owned the place, gave me a heads-up payment. But I didn’t want to look like a beggar or someone who was a burden to the establishment. So I booked in every evening I knew my friends wouldn’t come there. Slowly, I gained more and more confidence to show up in a dress and walk around, talk to people, get some drinks, and so on.
This evening, however, I felt kinda insecure because of the pink dress with a matching scarf and heels. I don’t even know why. So I was standing there, deep in my thoughts, trying to calm my mind when someone called out…and not my ‘Stage name‘ but my real name. It didn’t take me long to see who was calling me.
A few feet away, standing confidently in all his glory, was Zoro.
I saw him, and all I could think about was: Run!
And so I did…or tried because Zoro caught up and grabbed my arm. I turned around and stuttered out his name.
„I didn’t know you could look like that…“ Zoro said with a tone that I couldn’t figure out. „Wow…I mean, you look…wow…“
I didn’t want to hear him make fun of me - which would definitely happen when I stayed. But I found myself unable to move. I hate that man…and I love him. He is one of my best friends…maybe the closest, considering he‘s the only one whom I talk to or better write to on a daily basis.
“Say what you have to say,” I mumbled and lowered my gaze.
I braced myself for any stupid comment or laugh or whatever. But it didn't come.
„I don’t know WHAT to say, actually,“ Zoro breathed out - barely audible over the music.
I suddenly got aware of what the fuck I was wearing and started to fidget with the fabric of the dress. I didn't want to talk to Zoro wearing a fucking pink, knee-long dress, make-up, and heels! Embarrassment washed over me, and I felt my cheeks heating up.
“Can…Can we not talk when I look like that?”
I spoke before I could think about it.
“I…” Zoro swallowed. „I love the way you look.“
That was a straight-out lie! How could he say something like that?! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his hand moving and turned my head away - did I really expect a hit to the face? Yes. Because I knew how guys in dresses were treated all too often, even in this club. I don't think Zoro is such an asshole, but my body reacted on its own.
“Don’t make fun of me,” I barked out to mask my shaky voice.
„I would never make fun of you because of this,“ Zoro replied softly.
Sure… I thought and wanted to turn away.
But Zoro grabbed me by the shoulders and drew me in. It happened so fast I couldn't even react! And then his lips pressed against mine - shy, trying…timid like testing the water. I was caught off guard and didn't pull back. But when he licked over my lips, my body reacted, and I turned away.
„I said don’t make fun of me,“ I grumbled and walked off.
It couldn't be…It couldn't be! This had to be a joke and a sick one, too. Why would Zoro kiss me out of all people - and me wearing a dress and make-up? Never! I could feel him walking behind me, and I tried to go faster. But the crowd was too big. I had to push people out of my way to get forward.
What was he even thinking?! Yes, everyone knew Zoro was gay, but this? Kissing an ugly wanna-be drag queen in front of everyone? I even saw his friends from the Dojo standing behind him and looking over.
Fuck why was he even there?! I had planned those nights with the most precision! I got ahold of the work schedules of every single one of my friends, so no one would catch me looking like this! But no, Zoro had to change his and show up without telling anyone!
“Wait!” I heard him yell behind me but kept walking.
If I was only able to reach the staff room! He wasn’t allowed there, and he hopefully wouldn't go in after me. I could see the door and patted my chest for the key card (I carried it in the bra I was wearing)
But Zoro, a stubborn bastard as ever, caught up to me and held me with an arm around my stomach. His hand was grabbing the pink fabric like a lifeline.
„Everyone will see us…Will see you…“ Kissing the ugliest drag performer of the club - but I didn’t say the last part.
„So let them!“ Zoro replied and pulled me back against him even more. „I don’t care!“
Okay, change of tactics.
„This doesn’t feel right,“ I shook my head.
Zoro‘s hand relaxed a bit but didn’t leave my stomach.
„I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable. I‘m sorry…“
Okay, no! Now I worried that he thought he’d creeped me out or something like that. The truth was that I wasn't worried about myself or how the other guests looked at me. I was worried about Zoro.
„You don’t make me feel uncomfortable. I just don’t want people to talk shit about you.“
And the hands were back, great…
„Let them, I don’t care,“ Zoro breathed into my ear when he finally pulled me against him completely.
„Can we talk? Please? Come on, curls, turn around.“
I couldn't ignore that. But turning around was one of the biggest mistakes I made that evening…if not the biggest.
Because Zoro looked like a beaten puppy!
„I meant what I said. You really look beautiful,“ he explained. „And me saying that I didn’t know you could look like this…that’s just me admiring your beauty.“
I scoffed and looked down at my body. Beauty? Sure…
„You don’t know what you‘re saying…“ I muttered and turned away.
„You look really great.“
The next moment, I felt a hand on my chin, and my head got turned around so I was facing Zoro again. A look of determination lay on his face.
„I know what I‘m saying, believe me.“
And then I felt his thumb brushing over my lip again. But not only brushing, Zoro pressed it against my mouth until it slipped past my lips - teasing just for a second. I couldn’t believe that I actually got turned on by that. Maybe it was the alcohol pumping through my veins, maybe the need to get some release…maybe both.
But when Zoro‘s hand wandered to my scarf and tugged on it, I could feel my dick twitch.
Fuck…
Smirking as if he noticed, Zoro tugged again on the fabric.
„Come with me, curls. I‘m not asking.“
It didn’t take us long to get to the staff toilet on the second floor. I only had half a mind wondering how Zoro knew about this. He pushed me in and closed the door behind him - I swallowed hard as I saw him locking the door and turning toward me. With a determined look, Zoro walked over, making me back up until I felt the wall in my back.
“You know what? I think you don't even know how beautiful you are,” he said.
He was letting the light fabric of the scarf pass through his fingers until it was wrapped around them so he could yank on it. I needed to stifle a moan.
“You’re a freak, you know that?” I groaned when the scarf tightened around my throat.
There was no chance Zoro hadn't realized it.
“I’m a freak?” Zoro smirked again and let go of the scarf. “So are you.”
He started undoing the scarf. I watched him closely and wanted to know what he was doing.
“I think I know what I want to do with this.”
Zoro pulled the fabric from my neck and started to tie it.
“For what do you need it?”
I felt like his gaze was hypnotizing me.
“For what? You’ll see, believe me. And I know you're gonna like it.” He finished tying the knot and slipped his hands into two loops he created. “Give me your hands.”
I hesitated.
“If you tell anyone, I’m gonna kick your head off.”
Zoro just laughed and grabbed my outstretched hand. The fabric slipped easily over his wrists onto mine, and it took just a light pull on one of the loose strands to tighten the knot. He grabbed my hands with one and pushed my arms up against the wall.
“You just have to say stop,” Zoro said, grinning, while I was struggling against his grip.
“I think we're gonna have fun, aren't we?” I finally asked and stopped trying to get out of Zoro’s hold.
“I know we will have fun.”
It sounded like a promise; like Zoro was fully committed to it. Knowing him for years now, I knew he actually was. Zoro wasn't going to do half-hearted stuff - in no part of his life. He was all about “do it right or don't do it at all”.
If I was true to myself, I couldn't wait to see what the mosshead had in store. The crush I had on my friend for almost five years was slowly evolving into something more as soon as he told me I looked good.
Zoro’s gaze wandered up and down my body, and then it got stuck on something right above my head. Another smirk, and Zoro dove in for a fiery kiss - nothing shy or tender or testing. It was all tongue and teeth and fighting for dominance. He bit my lip and sucked on it until even I could taste the copper of my blood. I would have lied if I said this wasn't turning me on. I gasped and moaned into Zoro’s mouth, feeling myself getting hard from the kiss alone.
“Fuck,” I breathed out when Zoro started to place kisses along my jawline.
He had placed one of his large hands on my hip, the other still holding my wrists pinned against the wall.
Zoro slipped a leg between mine and pressed up against my hardening cock. I bit down on my lip so I wouldn’t moan too loud. I wanted to rub against the thigh and create friction, but I didn't dare - maybe Zoro wasn't into that. At that moment, Zoro’s hand on my hip tightened and pulled me down against his thigh.
“Ride it,” Zoro whispered into my ear, softly nibbling on my earlobe and sending shivers through my body. “I know you want to. I can feel your hips trembling. Come on.”
With a stifled whine, I started to roll my hips, humping Zoro’s thigh as I would do with a pillow on the nights I needed a release so badly that my hands weren't enough.
“Good girl,” Zoro breathed beside my ear.
I moaned at the praise and the use of the word girl. I liked it…loved it…but I wouldn’t admit that! I needed to fight back.
“Don’t…ha…don’t say that…ah”
Zoro had grabbed the hair at the back of my head and pulled. My hips stuttered, and I almost came - which was embarrassing enough. But what Zoro did next colored my cheeks a deep red.
“Why not?” He was nibbling on my collarbone, leaving small lovebites. “You’re such a pretty girl.”
“Stop it…”
„But you like it. I can feel you twitch and squirm every time I say it.“
I should have known that Zoro would instantly guess right about this. Why was I even bothering with keeping up the facade? Zoro would tear it down brick by brick anyway.
“Can you come only from humping my thigh?” Zoro asked, quietly looking down at where I was rubbing against him. I wanted to touch him, hold him, but he wasn’t allowing it, and that made it even more exciting. I‘ve experimented with men…but it never was like this. Then again, I never thought Zoro would want to have sex with me.
I could feel the heat pooling in my stomach and the tingling sensation that got more and more permanent the closer I came to my orgasm.
„Ah…almost there,” I moaned, picking up the pace, rolling my hips - I would gladly fall apart under this steel grey eye.
“That's it, Princess, that’s it. You’re so good,” Zoro whispered, still looking down.
My movements got uncontrolled and rigid, and I could feel Zoro looking at me as if I was the most interesting thing he‘d ever seen.
„Z…hah…Zoro, I…“
I felt my stomach prickle and tingle, but I couldn't relax. I suddenly became aware of the fact that I was basically dry-humping Zoro’s thigh, and I was about to come every second.
„Let go, Princess, come on. Let me see if you come without me touching you.”
His breath ghosted over my neck, and I realized that he had put his forehead on my shoulder and looked down to where I humped his leg.
“Zoro…I’m…I…”
I stuttered, and a moment later, he bit my neck softly. That was the second I felt the build-up tension in my stomach released, and my orgasm washed over me. Zoro hummed beside my ear, which sent goosebumps all over my body.
I was leaning against the wall, my eyes closed, and breathing heavily. My legs were shaking, and I was sure if Zoro hadn't held me, I’d just slip to the floor. I felt a tug on my arms and groaned when we both shifted. Zoro pulled my hands up more, and I felt something cold move between the fabric of the scarf and my wrists. And then Zoro’s hand on mine was gone…but I couldn't bring my arms down. Carefully, I tugged, but they didn't move. I glanced up and saw a hook in the wall, and Zoro had pulled my bound hands over it.
“What are you…”
“Just want a taste,” Zoro mumbled beside my ear.
He kissed along my jawline and down my neck until his lips touched the fabric of my dress. In the hazy post-orgasm state I was in, I didn't realize that he was leaving hickeys all over my neck.
“Of wha~ah,” my question turned into a moan as Zoro pressed himself against me.
Full body contact from head to toe. I felt his hard cock pressing alongside my own - now only semi-hard one.
When I looked into his eye, there was hunger that almost made me fear him - almost! I wanted to know how much he was willing to let this hunger out! He grinned when he saw my reaction and slid down toward the floor until he was kneeling in front of me. I could see him lick his lips before he nuzzled his face against my crotch, breathing in as if he were suffocating.
His hand moved up and down my legs and made me shiver. With each stroke upward, he let them reach higher until his thumbs hooked into the hem of my underwear. Because I was wearing a short dress, I wasn't wearing normal shorts or something like that. I actually bought panties to match the dress, and Zoro was about to find out! I felt my face heating up again as he pulled the panties down slowly. It didn't add anything positive to the moment when I felt cum dripping from my cock and a bit of it flowing down to my balls.
“That's what I wanna taste,” said Zoro and smirked up to me.
He grabbed the hem of my dress and pushed it up until he could see my dick. Again, he licked his lips and then dove in. I could barely hold back a loud moan when his lips closed around my tip. He swirled his tongue around it and then proceeded to take the entirety of my length down his throat in one go. That was the point where I couldn't help but scream and moan, and I wasn't even able to hold my own mouth shut because my hands were bound and held by the hook above my head.
“Z…ah…Zoro…slow down…please, fuck,” I whined as I felt my legs getting all wobbly from the slight overstimulation.
Yeah, I got blowjobs in the past - but this? I felt myself getting hard again faster than I’d ever done before. I had a low refractory time, and I knew that, but it was never that short.
I felt Zoro pushing his tongue against the underside of my shaft while he was bobbing his head, and it felt fucking fantastic. Even more, when his hand found my perineum, the
place between the balls and ass, and massaged it lightly. I’ve done that before, and it was great, but something entirely different when someone else was doing it.
“I’m…Zoro…I’m gonna…” I heard myself moan.
I felt the need to touch his head to hold him down and grind against his face, but the scarf around my wrists didn't loosen up, and the hook in the wall didn't budge. I was at his mercy, and it felt good to be there and to know that Zoro also knew it.
He stopped completely, my cock still in his mouth, still touching the back of his throat, and I almost came from that sensation alone! However, the lack of movement prevented me from reaching my second orgasm within minutes.
I looked down at him and saw how he was smirking around my dick. He withdrew his head slowly, and I whimpered all the way because the sensation was too much and not enough at the same time. When he released my dick, I saw cum and saliva dripping from his chin, but he quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand.
“You good up there?” He wanted to know as if we were sitting at a café table and weren't having sex in a bathroom at my workplace.
“Fucking fantastic, what do you think?”
I replied and tried to kick him lightly, which resulted in me losing my footing and almost falling down - if Zoro hadn't been fast enough to catch me by the hips.
“Weak knees, Princess?” He whispered in my ear while balling up the fabric of my dress in his hands.
“Got a bit blown away,” I mumbled and earned a deep chuckle that went straight to my dick.
“Is that so? What should we do next to make you weak in the knees?”
I bit my lips. I knew what I wanted, but was Zoro up for it? Giving blowjobs was one thing in a bathroom…going all the way was a whole different thing.
Zoro stood up and slowly pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear.
“Come on, tell me, Princess. What do you want?”
He was mouthing at my neck, his hands roaming over the exposed skin of my stomach, pushing my dress more and more up. I could feel his hard erection pressing against my thigh and how he slowly, almost unnoticeable, rubbed against me.
“I…I want to…” Again, my face heated up, and I felt like my ears were burning. “I want you…all the way…”
He breathed heavily against my shoulder. His hand slid down from my back and grabbed my ass to press us together even more. This time, we both moaned.
“Are you sure you want to do this here?” Zoro asked, rolling his hips against me.
How could I say no? To be honest, I didn’t plan on getting fucked by a guy - let alone Zoro - for the first time in a toilet at a drag bar…but I definitely wouldn’t stop here.
„Yeah,“ I groaned as his hands grabbed my ass tighter. „But…Zoro…I haven’t…“
And that little word shifted the whole energy in the room. I didn’t even finish my sentence, but Zoro stopped as if paralyzed and stared at me.
Shouldn’t have said anything…Fuck! Why can’t I keep my mouth shut?! He‘s going to make a run for it after hearing that I‘m a virgin. Fuck!!
“Haven’t what, Curls?” His voice was so quiet I needed to really strain my ears to hear it over the music from outside the room.
“H…haven’t…I mean, I have! Plenty of times, but never with…,” I coughed, trying to lose at least a bit of tension that was suddenly building up between Zoro and me. “…A man…not all the way, at least.”
“And what? You were planning on letting me fuck you in a dirty toilet for your first time?!”
Zoro had stepped back, which was leaving my body cold. I felt a chill run down my spine that had nothing to do with the suddenly dropping temperature. I was used to getting judged about being a virgin - I was for a long time; I never found anyone to have sex with, and working at Zeff’s certainly didn't add too much free time to actually search. But getting judged by Zoro while he was all over me a minute ago…and while standing, hands bound above my head and with a raging hard-on…I was about to cry.
“Can you untie me?” I whispered and pulled on the scarf.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I wanted to wipe them away before they had a chance to fall. I didn't look at Zoro, didn't dare to. If he were looking back with a mocking face, I would definitely start to cry.
“Sanji, look at me?”
Zoro’s voice was calm - soft even - when he spoke to me. He stepped in front of me again and unhooked my hands. Up until now, I wasn't aware of how much it would hurt to relax my arms and bring them down. And so I couldn't prevent a pained groan from escaping my mouth. Zoro held my hands in his and let his thumb brush over the back of my hand. He didn't untie me, tho.
“Please, look at me.”
When I didn't dare to lift my gaze, Zoro placed a finger under my chin and lifted it so I had no other chance than to look in his direction.
“I’m not gonna fuck you here for your first time, Sanji…”
“That’s what I thought,” I mumbled and freed my hand from him - better to be angry than cry. “And that's why I want you to untie me. So I can at least finish my shift.”
“You…what?”
“You heard me. Now untie me! I don't need to be mocked by you for being a virgin in that field. I’m gonna wank one off, and then I’m good to go.”
Zoro’s grip on my chin got stronger when he held me in place so he could crash his lips against mine. To be honest, I was shocked! I thought he was about to leave, and I wanted to give him the opportunity, but now he kissed me. And he shoved me against the wall again, searching for as much body contact as possible.
“Not gonna let you leave,” he grumbled against my lips before his tongue pushed inside my mouth.
I didn't know what to do, so I did nothing. Which also felt kind of idiotic - standing there while Zoro’s tongue was almost down my throat…at least it felt like that. He seemed to notice and pulled back so he could look at me.
“At least that shuts you up,” he smiled, but I didn't.
In my mind, it was a constant loop of: Say that this is embarrassing! That I had all the time to explore while we were in Uni. That you thought I was more outgoing. Or that you don't want to explain every step to make me feel comfortable!
It was everything every other man I had shown interest in told me as soon as it came to having sex. I didn't want to hear it from Zoro, but I knew what to expect.
“I don't want to have sex with you…”
“You made that clear twice, idio…”
Zoro’s hand over my mouth cut me off.
“Would you shut up for a moment?!” Now he got angry. “I don't want to do it here, for fucks sake! A Toilet is a place for something quick and fun, and not for a first time. If you’d told me right away, I would have never started something in here.”
His eyes wandered over my face and down my front. They got big when he realized that my hands were still tied.
“Shit…I would have never done that if I’d known…”
With a fast and somewhat hard tug on the scarf, the knot opened.
“But I liked that!” I protested while wrapping the scarf around my hand.
“You don't know that! You never did it before!”
“I experimented pretty much, thank you. I just never went all the way with someone! I know what I like and don't like.”
Zoro took a deep breath and stepped back. He looked me up and down and finally bent down to pull up my panties. The fabric was cold and sticky, and I wanted to tear it off my body and throw it away. But I wasn't too keen on walking around without any underwear.
“If you want to do this…with me, it's going to be different. I said I won’t have sex with you here, and I won’t. But I know Iva has rooms upstairs. I give you time to think and wait for you in the first one. If you come, we can do this properly. If not, I’m not mad or anything. Take your time; really think about it.”
And with that, Zoro turned around and was out of the door in no time. I stood there, staring at the place he had been only seconds before, and I didn't know what to think of this situation.
To be honest, it was cute and so not like Zoro to comfort me and to give me time to think…to care about me. Our relationship was always something special - raw and sometimes brutal - we both knew how to push the buttons of the other to make him furious. So, seeing Zoro so caring was something entirely new and something that made me feel warm inside.
It took me only a few minutes to gather my thoughts and head up to the rooms Zoro had mentioned. The Grand Line wasn’t the kind of establishment that offered bodily services - not more than having a dance or two with one of the Queens.
Iva, however, was the kind of person who was rather prepared for everything, and they provided rooms for people who wouldn't make it home - so to speak. They always said they preferred horny people to fuck safely in a room upstairs with all the protection they need, then fuck in the toilet and get sick - and also that they want the drunk people to have a nice bed to get sober before going home.
So the entire third floor consisted of rooms you could rent to have fun or actually just sleep when you were too drunk to make it home.
The first room - the one Zoro mentioned - however, was reserved for the staff if one needed a room. It didn’t sit right with me that Zoro knew about this.
I walked up the stairs and stepped in front of the door. But then I hesitated with one hand on the door handle. Was I really ready to do this…with Zoro? The one guy I was drooling over since high school but never had the nerve to tell him. The one friend I could rely on with absolutely everything? Wouldn’t it change things between us? What if I wasn’t good enough, or he expected something different from me? What…
My thoughts stopped when the door opened, and I had to take a step forward to keep my balance.
„Heard your thoughts through the door, Curls,“ Zoro said, smiling softly.
„I‘m sorry. I just don’t know…“
„Listen,“ Zoro took a step back into the room, and it was like his body was attached to mine because I took a step forward to be near him. „We don’t have to do anything at all, okay? If you want to, that’s fine. If not, it‘s also fine. We can just talk. We haven’t had a chat, face to face in a long time.“
I nodded and stepped fully into the room. Hearing that, I knew what I wanted. He gave me all the room and time I needed. But I wanted him; I needed him on that bed and deep inside me. It was almost frightening how much I wanted it.
I heard the door close behind me, and that was the moment I knew I wouldn’t back down. I turned around and practically jumped Zoro. I could hear his head and body making contact with the door, but I wasn’t able to pay attention to it - kissing him was far more important right now. I felt the tension leave his body right before he wrapped an arm around me and pressed himself against me. When I heard the clicking of the key, my mind went out the window. Save in a bedroom, not a dirty toilet, with Zoro…freaking Roronoa Zoro of all people! I had dreamed about this but didn’t hope that it would ever happen.
„Slowly, Curls,“ he laughed against my mouth, when I bit his lip.
„Don’t want slow,“ I said, pulled him away from the door, and turned around.
He was grinning when I pushed him backward until his legs hit the bed, and he sank down.
„So that’s you without doubts in your mind? Where was that before?”
“Shut up.”
I let myself sink down to straddle his lap. I could feel his hard-on poking against mine, and for a moment, I was thinking about just grinding against him until we both came. But it would be such a waste of energy if we could do something entirely more fun.
My breath caught in my throat when Zoro leaned forward and placed kisses and little bites on the exposed part of my chest. Simultaneously, his hand came up to the middle of my back, and he started to pull the zipper of my dress down. Zoro’s lips wandered lower and lower as my dress slipped down until he could reach my nipples.
First, he only licked one while softly massaging the other with his hand. But then he started to suck and carefully bit it until I couldn't decide if it felt good or hurt. At one point, I had let my hands brush through Zoro’s hair and unconsciously started to tug or comb my fingers through them, depending on the pain. After some time, Zoro pulled back with a final slow lick and smirked at his work. I knew - without looking down - that there was a big hickey forming around my nipple and areola. I didn't pay any mind to it because it felt too good!
My body was on fire, my mind drifting to a place where it only wanted to be satisfied…I hadn't had that feeling in a long time. Zoro placed open-mouth kisses all over my chest until he attacked my other nipple like the first one.
“Fuck…” I moaned as he started to roll his hips, and our erections brushed together in a lazy rhythm.
“That’s the plan,” Zoro chuckled.
The next moment, we turned around, and I was thrown on the bed. Zoro towered over me, and I swear that this sight turned me on so much it hurt.
He grabbed my dress - which was bunched up around my waist - and pulled it over my legs to throw it to the side. I felt a shiver running through my body when I saw his eye taking in my look.
“The panties are cute,” he giggled.
Leaning forward, he lightly pushed his index finger against my hard cock, which was tenting my underwear so much it was a wonder it hadn't slipped free. Precome was making the white fabric almost see-through.
“The lace suits you.”
“Don’t say stupid stuff like that,” I mumbled, hiding my face in my hands.
“It’s true, princess. I could look at you all day long.”
The red crept down my face and chest, I could feel it! It was so embarrassing that these words turned me on so much!
“My god, Zoro! Just fuck me, would you be so kind?”
Zoro started laughing and took off his shirt and pants, tossing them to the side without a second glance.
“And here I thought you wanted it romantic, forgive me.”
He grabbed my legs and pressed them up against my chest in one swift move, pressing himself against me in the process. A surprised yelp escaped me, and I automatically tried to sit up because I thought I was falling. Again, Zoro laughed but placed a kiss on the tip of my nose.
“Easy, I don't do anything yet.”
“You’re an ass!”
“Hey! You wanted to speed things up, not me.”
I sighed.
“Not like…I…forget it…”
Now, he opened my legs so he could slip between them, we both moaned as our dicks were rubbing together. Zoro rolled his hips a few times, creating friction. A feeling that was so so good and left me wanting more. His mouth found mine, and again, we shared a fiery kiss that took my breath away.
“I know what you mean, princess,”
He pronounced the word princess like it was something holy…it rolled from his tongue like the equivalent of something he would only whisper when no one was around. A secret to be held by him and him alone. A praise that was only supposed to be heard by someone worth it, and he deemed me worthy.
Again, he kissed down my front. With every kiss, he pulled my pants down until my dick slipped out and bounced lightly against my stomach. He giggled, and I blushed - something I was slowly getting used to in the past minutes.
I felt the bed shift as Zoro sat back, grabbing my right leg and placing it on his shoulder. He turned his head and kissed my calf just to suck on the skin a moment later. His kisses and little bites wandered up my leg, and the closer he got to my crotch, the more I squirmed. But he avoided my dick completely, which made me whimper in frustration. I wanted his mouth back on it so badly.
„Zoro, please!“
„Patience,“ he muttered against my thigh.
His breath ghosted over my heated skin and made me shiver.
Grinning, he repeated his action on the other side of my leg. At some point, I couldn’t take it anymore and wanted to pay my dick some attention. But Zoro stopped me almost immediately. He laced our fingers together and placed them beside my hips.
„No touching, princess. Don’t ruin the fun.“
„But I need…“ I whined and got interrupted by Zoro biting my inner thigh lightly.
„You get it, I promise. Let me take care, okay?“
Looking down, I saw and felt Zoro placing feather-light kisses on the tip of my erection and down the shaft. The soft touch was so good I felt that tingling in my stomach again.
„Ready?“ I heard him ask, and at the same time the ripping of a plastic package.
„Yeah…“
I could see him letting a clear gel dripping into his hand. Then I let out a surprised groan when I felt his wet finger circling my hole. He pushed lightly against the muscles and relaxed his finger again over and over until one slipped in. It wasn’t a pleasant sensation - but it never was at the beginning, that much I knew from doing it myself while masturbating. But Zoro worked skillfully through that awkward and little painful feeling, and soon I was lying groaning and whimpering under his hands.
My moan got louder when he took my dick in his mouth again. Being sucked off while getting fingered was an entirely new experience. My hips moved on their own, rolling against Zoro‘s face like my life depended on it. I chased after that build-up tension and the sweet, sweet release that came after it without thinking.
I didn’t know on what to concentrate more - the second finger stretching my ass or Zoro‘s skilled tongue and mouth around my dick. I couldn’t help but bury my hand in his hair so that I could meet his movements better. A moan deep in his throat almost made me come, but he took hold of the base of my cock and waited until I wasn’t as close to the edge anymore.
„Fuck…Zoro, can you hurry up, please? I want to feel you,“ I groaned when he withdrew his head until he released my cock from his mouth with a wet sound - something I would cringe so much hearing at any other time, but now it turned me on so much!
„Just one more, princess. You‘re doing so good for your first time.“
Adding another finger, he looked me in the eyes and smiled when I opened my mouth in an almost silent moan. I could feel him slowly withdrawing and pushing in again…and scissoring his fingers.
„That’s it. You‘re so brave, almost there.“
And then he curled his fingers and hit a spot that made me see stars. I heard someone’s high-pitched moan and realized only seconds later that it was me making these sounds.
Zoro’s smile turned into a grin as he started to hit that spot over and over again. It felt so good I could only moan and babble incomprehensibly. I had one hand buried in my hair, and the other clenched around Zoro’s wrist - pulling and pushing, or at least trying to, because he was much stronger than me. It didn’t take long for me to come close to the edge again, and that was when he broke every body contact.
„What are you doing? Fuck, I almost came! I want to come…“
„But, where is the fun in that? You already came once; the next time you come is from my cock and not my fingers,” he growled while looking down at me.
Okay, that went straight to my own dick. I could feel and see it twitch against my stomach, leaking even more precum. Zoro laughed quietly and crawled over me, kissing every inch of my body on his way up.
„Last chance to back out,“ he said when he was at my eye level.
„No fucking way, Mossbrain.“
I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him down into a sloppy kiss. We both smiled when we parted.
„Gonna make you feel so good, princess,“ Zoro whispered.
He took hold of the back of my right thigh and pushed my leg up a bit before stopping and looking to the top of the bed. Irritated, I watched as he leaned over me to grab a pillow from above my head.
„Can you lift your beautiful butt for me?“ Zoro asked, smiling.
He placed the pillow under me when I did what he said. It felt nice, and I started to realize why the woman I was with did it or asked me to do it.
Zoro ripped another little package open, and it took me a moment to understand that it was a condom. I watched in anticipation as he rolled it on with one hand.
My breath quickened when he pushed my leg slightly toward my chest again. Just a moment later, I could finally feel him pressing against my hole. Quiet moans escaped me when he pushed slowly deeper - giving me time to adjust to the stretch and breathe through the slight pain. I could even feel tears gather in the corner of my eyes at some point. It wasn’t only a bit painful; it was a strange feeling, being filled like this, but not entirely in a bad way. I couldn’t think straight! I wanted Zoro to go faster so this feeling would be over faster. But he took his time, and at some point, I started to hold my breath.
„You are doing so good, princess. Breath, come on.“
Zoro‘s hand found my cheek, and he stroked it softly. I took a stuttering breath, paired with a whimper, when he finally bottomed out.
„Tell me when I can move, okay?“
His voice was breathy, like he was holding himself back.
„M…move ah…already, please…“
„You sure?“
„Yeah…“
A moment later, I felt Zoro drawing back and pushing in slowly again. The feeling was not as painful as before, but still strange. But it changed over the next few seconds. Zoro started a slow rhythm, altering between rolling his hips and pushing in and out of me.
„Fuck, Sanji. You feel so good! So warm and tight. Try to relax a bit, princess, then it‘ll hurt less faster.“
I nodded and tried to relax as he said. But it actually only happened when Zoro started to jerk me off, too. After that, the feeling became pleasant, and I started to roll my hips in sync with him.
„That‘s it, princess. Let go; you‘re so great.“
Zoro leaned in a bit more to kiss me, and snapped his hip in a different angle that made me whimper so loud that I clapped a hand over my mouth.
„No, I wanna hear you,“ Zoro said, his lips brushing against the back of my hand. „Wanna make everyone hear you.“
„Fuck…Zoro, do that again, please.“
„This?“
He snapped his hips again and hit that same spot, making me cry out.
“Ye…ah~”
“Feels good?”
I could only nod when he hit that spot again. Suddenly, my body was on fire. I felt like burning up and flying at the same time. It was so, so good. I never wanted it to end! Zoro’s movements got faster, and he started to moan, too - which was the sweetest and hottest sound I’d ever heard.
It didn't take long for him to change our position, tho. He withdrew completely and lay down beside me.
“Turn around for me, princess?”
I did what he said, too far gone to question anything. When I was lying on my side - back toward Zoro - he pulled me flush against his body and let his hands wander over my chest, playing with my nipples for a moment until I was whining again.
“Please, Zoro…please, I need…”
“What? What do you need?”
“…inside,” I moaned when he lightly bit my neck and sucked on the same place. “Need you…ah…inside.”
He heard a chuckle and felt a nod against my shoulder. Then Zoro grabbed my right leg and lifted it over his hip, allowing him to push back inside me more easily. The change of the angle hit differently when he rolled his hips.
“Oh my god, yes…yes…so good,” I moaned and pushed back to meet his thrusts.
I heard his breathy moans and muttered curses as he sped up. His one hand brushed over my chest, upward, until he lightly placed it around my throat. He didn't grab tight. Just let it rest there, but the promise of what he could do with it was taking my breath away. His other hand found my dick and stroked it, synced with his thrusts.
I was a whiny, babbling mess in his arms! But it felt too good! I wanted more. I wanted it to last forever.
“More Zoro…ha~ please!”
He quickened his pace, and it felt as if he was pushing deeper and deeper with every snap of his hips.
“Shit…Curly, I could do this all night. Feels so good…”
Again, he changed the angle just a bit and pounded that sweet spot in me mercilessly. I was seeing stars, so good was the feeling.
“Zoro…Zoro gonna ah ~ I’m gonna…”
“You gonna make a mess already?”
I nodded fast and couldn't hold back a lustful scream when he switched to hard thrusting. It was exactly what I needed to jump over the edge.
“Come for me, princess. That's it…that’s it.”
I came as hard as never before. Cum painted my stomach and actually reached up to my chest.
Panting and in a hazy state of “Fucked out of my mind” I felt Zoro still thrusting inside me.
The slight abuse and overstimulation of my prostate felt so fucking good I thought I would come again only from that. I could only whimper while Zoro drove himself home over and over again until his hips stuttered, and he let out a guttural moan right beside my ear.
“Fuck princess, that was so hot,” he mumbled against my shoulder and started to place kisses on my heated skin.
I had my eyes closed, trying to catch my breath, when Zoro moved again. A whimpery moan came over my lips. He continued kissing my shoulder and neck while pulling out slowly.
“You alright, Sanji?”
My name almost made me flinch. What happened to princess? I want him to call me that one last time.
“Yeah,” I breathed, keeping my eyes closed.
“Sure?”
“Mhm…”
I was so tired, I felt myself drift off.
“Hey, princess, can you turn and look at me?”
Princess again…I grumbled a bit while turning around and opened my eyes. Zoro put his hands on my cheeks and placed a careful kiss on my lips.
“Hi,” he whispered, looking softly at me.
“Hi.”
Another kiss, this time lingering a bit longer.
“You really okay?”
“I am, Zoro, don't worry,” I smiled at him. “Just tired, that's all.”
“I’m gonna get something to clean us up, and then you can sleep, okay?”
I nodded.
“Sounds great.”
I felt the mattress move with Zoro and heard him as he walked through the room. I knew that, having been shown this room on my first day, there was a bathroom attached. Shortly after, there was water running, and then his barefoot steps again.
“I’m gonna wash you, okay?” Zoro asked, which finally made me open my eyes fully and look up at him.
“I can do that myself.”
“But I really want to take care of you if that's alright.”
I fought with myself for a long moment. No one ever before had wanted to clean me after we had sex. But judging by how caring Zoro was in these past hours, I actually felt okay with that. I nodded, biting my lip.
“Only if it is really alright with you, Sanji.”
“Yeah, it is. I just…I always had to do that myself, so it’s kinda weird…”
Zoro sat down beside me and carefully started to clean my chest.
“That’s not gonna happen with me. If I make a mess of you, I’m cleaning you up.”
The clothes on my skin were warm and soft, and Zoro cleaned me with so much care. I felt something inside of me start to burn so bright I actually feared he could feel the heat on my skin. I moaned quietly when he started to clean between my legs.
“I wasn't too rough, was I?” Zoro asked, giving me a worried look.
“You weren't.”
“Sure?”
“Zoro,” I said, a bit firmer than intended - now he looked even more worried. “I’m not delicate. You weren't too rough, and it felt freaking good. Please, can you stop worrying?”
That made him laugh, and I felt like I had never heard that sound before - even if I had heard him laugh more than one time.
I watched as he opened a drawer on the bedside table and took something out. A moment later, my breath hitched again when I felt his fingers circling my hole again, coated in something wet.
“It’s ointment, helps with the soreness,” Zoro explained right away.
Then he stood up and brought the cloth back into the bathroom. I heard the water run again, and this time, it took him a bit longer to come out. When he did, he crawled beside me in bed again and pulled me against his chest. It felt lovely to be embraced by Zoro, and I let my eyes fall shut again.
When I was about to actually drift off, thoughts started to hit me. Why did Zoro know about this room and where everything was located? Did that mean he did this more often? And why hurt that thought so much? Was he just sleeping around with everyone who caught his eye?
These thoughts actively prevented me from falling asleep. But I could feel Zoro relaxing against my back.
Knowing him, I wouldn't wake him up when turning or standing up. So, I let some time pass to make sure he was fast asleep before pulling away from his hug.
I quickly put on my dress again and slipped into my underwear and shoes. With a last glance back to his sleeping silhouette, I left the room.
I called Iva, informing them that I had to go home and left as fast as I could.
The whole way home, I cursed myself for letting this happen. Now, I wouldn't be able to look at Zoro ever again - if he even wanted to have something to do with me…
And so I decided to ghost him before he could do it to me.
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“You’re such a fucking idiot, Sanji!” Nami groaned and smacked her head.
“I know, I know…please don't hurt yourself,” Sanji replied.
“Also, dude! I didn't want all the details!”
Sanji shrugged and grinned at Nami.
“You said you wanted details, and I gave you…and that was only the first time…”
Sanji waited a moment and then looked away.
“Okay, now I have to hear the second time, too.”
“Guys! I’m home! Sanji! Food!!” Luffy’s voice echoed through the apartment.
It was followed by Zoro’s lower voice.
“Fucking ask nicely, Rubber!”
“Ah, Zoro, stop pulling my ear! I’ll ask nicely, I promise!”
“So next details later?” Nami asked, watching Sanji closely.
“Definitely, I’m not gonna tell that story with Luffy and Zoro around.”
Nami nodded and stood up.
“Probably best to give Luffy food before he eats the trash from yesterday…again…”
Sanji was up and in the kitchen in no time.