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serving_love) wrote2009-01-26 08:37 pm
serving_love) wrote2009-01-26 08:37 pm
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LOG POST: Zoro and Sanji
LOG POST: Zoro and Sanji
Happeeened...sometime over the weekend, I guess. Or earlier! WHO KNOWS. Rated AAARRRRRRRRR forpirates some sexing.
Zoro: *sits with crossed legs in the crows nest, eyes closed, meditating after a long workout* *breathes evenly and deeply, not even noticing the disgusting sweaty smell lingering in the air*
Sanji: *totally interrupts his meditation session by kicking the door open, carrying various bottles of stuff and a tray of food* Oi, marimo. Brought you a snack. *wrinkles his nose at the stench which he IMMEDIATELY notices, of course*
Zoro: *peaks an eye open at Sanji, then the food and drink with an approving grunt and nothing more*
Sanji: *wanders over to where he is, shoving a bottle of rum in his face* Good workout?
Zoro: Mm. *takes the bottle from him* You're bein nice today. *gives him the suspicious eye*
Sanji: Should I have kicked you in the face before giving you the booze? *sits down in front of him, holding out a plate of onigiri*
Zoro: Just makes it seem like you want something. *opens the bottle of rum before taking an onigiri from the plate*
Sanji: *sets the plate down and whips out a wine glass for himself, pouring from the other bottle he brought up* Why do I need an excuse to come see you.
Zoro: *takes a bite of the onigiri and a large swig of rum to wash it down* Why did you, then. *speaking with his mouth full*
Sanji: Because I felt like it, dumbass! *scowls, drinking some wine* Don't question me. Anyway, you mentioned something about wanting to talk.
Zoro: *grunts again and swallows hard before taking another huge bite of rice*
Sanji: … *watches him, nibbling on his own onigiri*
Zoro: *puts down his bottle suddenly* Are we just about sex?
Sanji: *goes wide-eyed* Are we - what?!
Zoro: I read some thread about those brats thinking all we do is fuck. *folds his arms across his chest* Are we only about sex?
Sanji: *frowns* What the hell do you care about what THEY say?
Zoro: I don't. Which is why I'm asking you. *narrows his eyes at Sanji*
Sanji: *crosses his arms too, glaring right back* It's pissing me off that you even feel like you have to.
Zoro: *sighs heavily, letting his guard down* I know. *reaches for his booze again* Forget it.
Sanji: ... *glowers* We're not just about sex.
Zoro: Mm. *drinks* I do like it though. *looks to him* That aint what you came up here for, is it?
Sanji: *smirks a bit* Of course you do. The sex is fucking good. *stuffs the rest of his onigiri in his mouth* I came up here because I felt like it - stop asking.
Zoro: Shit, on the beach. *grins, obviously fantasizing in his head* Was better than fucking good. Even if you had no idea what the hell you were doing. *is already almost done with the rum*
Sanji: *flushes a bit, leaning back on his hand and striking out a leg to kick Zoro upside the head* Stop thinking about it, marimo! S'fucking embarrassing.
Zoro: *blocks Sanji's kick with a forearm* Wasn't embarrassing. *pouts slightly, sticking his bottom lip out* It was fucking hot.
Sanji: Well. I mean yeah, but - it was embarrassing at the TIME. *frowns, rubbing his forehead* At least the other me thought so. Shit, that's confusing.
Zoro: Dumbass. Shouldn'ta let yourself get hit in the first place. *eats the last of the onigiri, chewing with his mouth open just to piss Sanji off*
Sanji: *gives him a look of disgust for it* Yeah, I know... I don't remember what happened.
Zoro: *finishes and leans back, laying down on the cold floor boards, of course shirtless from his workout* I think we should leave this island.
Sanji: We're gonna have to if we want to find Luffy. *rests his chin on his hand, letting his eyes trail down Zoro's chest*
Zoro: Mm. You had your fill of Tamaki yet? *makes a small huffing noise*
Sanji: No. *smirks slightly* Too bad he can't come with us.
Zoro: Tell him I wanna see him before we go. *looks down at him*
Sanji: ... *blinks* You do?
Zoro: Yeah.
Sanji: ...Why?
Zoro: None of your business. *closes his eyes*
Sanji: *frowns* What the hell are you gonna say to him??
Zoro: None of your business.
Sanji: *FROWNS MORE* Tell me!
Zoro: I just wanna take him up on an offer, that's all.
Sanji: An...offer.
Zoro: Yeah. *pulls himself up to lean against the bench seat behind him instead* C'mere.
Sanji: *doesn't move* What offer?
Zoro: Nothing! It aint bad, I'm not gonna kill your brother or whatever he fuckin is.
Sanji: Hm. *downs the rest of the wine in his glass, then scoots over to sit next to Zoro* Brother. That IS what he is.
Zoro: Yeah. Right. So will you tell him?
Sanji: Sure, I guess. *lights up a cigarette*
Zoro: No smoking in the crows nest. *glares*
Sanji: *pauses with it halfway to his mouth* ...Since when?!
Zoro: Since now when I wanna do other stuff with 'em.
Sanji: ...You want to do other stuff with my cigarettes? *raises an eyebrow*
Zoro: I meant with your lips, dumbass.
Sanji: *smirks* I know. *takes a long drag from his smoke* They're busy.
Zoro: *just watches in fascination at Sanji's lips wrapping around the cigarette* Asshole.
Sanji: *gives him a big shit-eating grin* Something wrong?
Zoro: *still distracted by their previous conversation* Just feel like I should have more to say...instead of just wanting to do it all the time. But I don't. *looks off out the window*
Sanji: ... *sighs, rolling his eyes* You're not exactly a man of many words. *furrows his brow* We talk enough. Why is this bugging you?
Zoro: *shrugs* Aint like we can tell each other about our days or something, since we're both here.
Sanji: We're around each other all the time. And we HAVE talked, about the future and stuff like that. *bumps his shoulder* You're being a moron. As per usual.
Zoro: Tamaki talks a lot. *:|*
Sanji: *flat look* What IS it with you and him?? You can't possibly be jealous, it's not like I'm more interested in him than you or something.
Zoro: 'Course not. *looks slightly offended* I got Chopper. We coulda been related.
Sanji: While I agree with the notion that you might be part animal, I don't necessarily think you're part reindeer.
Zoro: Maybe I'm a little jealous. I don't like sharing things that're prized to me.
Sanji: *might go a little pink at that* There's nothing to be jealous of, idiot.
Zoro: *takes the opportunity to quickly lean over and swipe the cigarette right from Sanji's hand with a smirk*
Sanji: ..... *blinks* Oi! What the hell, give me that! *tries to grab for it*
Zoro: *holds it on the opposite side of him, so Sanji has to lean across to reach* *yanks him down by his tie, mashing his lips against an angry cook's*
Sanji: *pretty much was expecting a move like that, and takes the opportunity to swing his leg over Zoro’s lap, straddling him and kissing back hungrily*
Zoro: Mm. *stubs the cigarette out on the floor, leaving it there to slide both arms around his waist*
Sanji: *pulls back, leaving his arms looped around Zoro's shoulders* I wasn't finished with that, you know.
Zoro: Don't care. *tightens his hold* You got plenty more.
Sanji: Mm, true. *gives him a light smirk* So you really get jealous that easily, huh.
Zoro: *lowers his brows a bit, giving the neanderthal look* Why.
Sanji: *shrugs* It's just... *smirk widens* Cute.
Zoro: Mm. You're just... *goes slightly flushed* better at some shit than I am. Like talking to people. Not that it matters. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I were "nice guy Zoro" more. ...even though I'd hate myself.
Sanji: ...Yeah, I'd hate you, too. *shudders, not even able to imagine "nice guy Zoro" actually existing* The hell are you talking about anyway, you talk to way more people than I do.
Zoro: I do not. At least, 'm not friends with 'em. I dunno. Didn't care about this shit before, won't get me to my goal faster. *sighs, leaning his forehead against Sanji's*
Sanji: So why do you care about it now? *kisses him briefly* The sex thing, too - if that's actually bothering you, maybe we should hold off for a few days. *innocent look*
Zoro: *ignores the first question* Why the hell would you want to do that?! *looks disgusted*
Sanji: Well since you're worried that's all we're about or whatever, might as well go ahead and prove you wrong.
Zoro: ...how about after today until the 4th?
Sanji: *does the math in his head* That'd be about a week-and-a-half... Yeah, alright.
Zoro: Too long? *frowns slightly, remembering their last forced abstinence period*
Sanji: I can make it. *raises an eyebrow* Can you?
Zoro: *deepens his frown* I guess.
Sanji: *grinds his hips down a bit with a smirk* You sure?
Zoro: *grunts* I said AFTER today. *slides his hands down to cup Sanji's ass*
Sanji: I call cheating. *rocks his hips again* Should cut you off cold.
Zoro: How is that cheating?! *digs his fingers into his ass cheeks*
Sanji: Because! *grunts, sucking in a breath* S'too easy.
Zoro: But we're alone for once. In the middle of the day. And you're not off cooking or doing something stupid. *pouting, sliding his hands down to Sanji's inner thighs*
Sanji: Mm, probably SHOULD be off cooking. God knows when we find Luffy, first thing he'll do is demand food. *trails his own hands down over Zoro's chest*
Zoro: Shut up. *leans up, catching his lips in a short kiss* Who know when we'll find him...
Sanji: Could be tomorrow. *kisses him again* And then you'll have to explain to him why there's nothing on board ready for him to eat.
Zoro: So you'd rather cook than fuck for one last time before a week of hell.
Sanji: Week-and-a-half. *kisses Zoro more thoroughly this time*
Zoro: *grunts, thrusting his tongue into Sanji's mouth forcefully, hands pawing at Sanji's thighs*
Sanji: *slides his hands farther down over Zoro's stomach, slipping them under the waistband of his pants*
Zoro: *shifts his hips in excitement as Sanji's hands come closer* Mmm. *brings one of his hands to the front, massaging up his inner thigh*
Sanji: *doesn't actually go any closer, just moves his fingertips in small circles over Zoro's skin* *hums contentedly against his mouth*
Zoro: *groans slightly, pulling back* Are we doin this or what, shithead?
Sanji: *slips a hand lower and curls it around him rather abruptly, grinning* I can't decide...
Zoro: *grunts, dropping his head backward and letting it hit against the bench behind him* Fucker.
Sanji: Could just jerk you off. *moves his hand in long, slow strokes, his other hand sliding back up to Zoro's chest*
Zoro: That aint fair. *moves a hand up, cupping between Sanji's legs*
Sanji: Mmph- *tightens his hand around Zoro* Well I didn't say you couldn't reciprocate.
Zoro: Belt. *tugs at Sanji's pants with his other hand* Does this count as sex after today?
Sanji: My hands are busy, get it yourself for once, dumbass. *leans forward, sucking lightly at the skin on Zoro's neck, and brushes his hand across one of Zoro's nipples to prove his point* Technically.
Zoro: *furrows his brow, needing both hands to undo his belt* *blows air out of his nose to express his annoyance before finally getting it undone and jerking it off him*
Sanji: *just chuckles against his neck, doing absolutely nothing to help him* Don't worry, you'll get the hang of them one day. *still moving his hand slowly around him*
Zoro: Mm. *concentrating even harder on getting Sanji's fly undone and pushing his boxers down to take him out* What if we just jerk off together, does that count?
Sanji: Probably counts. *groans, twisting his head to find Zoro's mouth* But we can make some exceptions.
Zoro: *curls his fingers around Sanji's length, giving him a slow pull* You're gonna be so fucking horny. *bites at his lips before starting a heated kiss*
Sanji: *jerks his hips forward into Zoro's grasp, legs widening as he kisses back* Oh, I'm gonna be the horny one? *speeds his hand up a bit* You'll be dying by the time the week's over, marimo.
Zoro: *growls and grits his teeth, his eyes rolling back up into his head* Fuck, think 'm already dying. *tightens his hand around him and giving a squeeze around his head at the next stroke*
Sanji: *sucks in a breath, resting his forehead against Zoro's* MmmZoro- *curls his free arm behind Zoro's neck, panting against his mouth, and adds a slight twist to his strokes*
Zoro: Fucker. *slides his other hand around to massage his thigh, quickening his pace* I was alright the whole time I was gone- *barely finishes before grunting out and feeling the urge to thrust his hips forward*
Sanji: *gives a choked laugh* Bullshit, you were so not alright. *rocks his hips into Zoro's hand again* You were the fucking opposite of alright.
Zoro: Wasn't really thinkin about sex at the time. *tightens his grip on his thigh, trying to hold him a bit steadier* *grunts, closing his eyes tighter and surging his face forward to catch Sanji's lips in a kiss*
Sanji: Ironic. I couldn't STOP thinking about it. *returns the kiss hungrily, tongue sweeping into his mouth as he quickens his pace again, swiping his thumb over the tip, trying to bring Zoro over the edge*
Zoro: *grunts, taking his free hand and tangling his fingers in the back of Sanji's hair, pulling gently to free his mouth* Sanji. *panting heavily, feeling himself tensing up* Don’t you dare make me come first, shithead. *speeds up, twisting and putting slightly more pressure on the underside with his thumb*
Sanji: *makes a sort of strangled sound, eyes squeezing shut as his head falls forward, panting raggedly* Heh - sorry, Zoro. *drags a hand down Zoro's back, nails scraping lightly, and bites at his earlobe* Was never very good at listening.
Zoro: Fuck. *jerks Sanji forward, sinking his teeth into his neck with a carnal groan, forgetting all about moving his hand for the moment* *hips trying to thrust forward briefly before he releases Sanji's neck to press his forehead there instead, feeling heat rise up deep in his abdomen and spilling across his stomach and Sanji's hand*
Sanji: *grins, continuing to pump Zoro more slowly until he's completely finished, other hand trailing up and down his sweaty back* *lets him stay where he is until his own arousal gets almost painful, then thrusts his hips forward, looking for more friction and trying to get Zoro's hand moving again* ...Oi. *pinches him in the side >\*
Zoro: *grunts, panting against his neck but restarting his quick pace, focusing on the underside and head* Mm...Sanji. *lifts his head finally, moving his hand to pull back the hair from Sanji's face*
Sanji: Nnngh- *quickly tenses up all over again, Zoro's movements bringing him right back to where he was* *meets Zoro's gaze with both eyes, staring at him for a moment, then abruptly leans forward and grits his teeth, pressing his forehead to Zoro's and clutching his shoulder as his entire body shudders with release, a harsh grunt tearing its way from his throat* Fuck...mm, Zoro...
Zoro: *holds Sanji's head through his orgasm, stroking a few more slippery times as his shudders die down* *then reaches to the side, grabbing his work-out towel and cleaning them both off thoroughly before pulling Sanji's heaving body close for a kiss*
Sanji: *grins into it, kissing him lazily for a moment before pulling back, still trying to catch his breath* Gonna have to change before dinner now.
Zoro: Mm. *pulls Sanji's boxers back up for him and tucks himself back in before putting his arms around his waist* C'n we still fuck after dinner.
Sanji: Maybe. *zips his pants up too, but can't be bothered to find his belt yet* *circles his arms around Zoro's neck, feigning a thoughtful look* Or maybe we can have a nice, long conversation about life, the universe, and - other shit like that.
Zoro: *gives him a flat look* ...
Sanji: *innocent grin* Or we could go build a sandcastle.
Zoro: How old're you again? *can't help but smile a bit as well, before giving him a short kiss* Thanks for the visit, cook.
Sanji: Don't thank me. S'not like I had a whole hell of a lot else going on, I can hang out with you in the middle of the day if I want. *pushes off of Zoro, settling down beside him instead and reaching for his wine*
Zoro: And I can fuckin thank you if I want. *shifts to lie down, putting his head in Sanji's lap and pouring the rest of the rum down his throat*
Sanji: *pauses, looking down at him for a moment before shifting his eyes away* Hm. Fine. *was going to reach for his glass but doesn't want to disturb Zoro >.> so just takes a drink straight from the bottle*
Zoro: Mm. *looks up at him* Got time for a nap? Or do you gotta cook.
Sanji: *looks out the window, trying to judge about what time it is* Got time.
Zoro: How about a headrub? *smirks, stretching out and sprawling his legs across the floor*
Sanji: How about I kick your ass? *drops a hand to his head anyway, dragging fingers lightly through his hair and smiling a bit* Shitty overgrown cat.
Zoro: Bring it on. *lets his eyes slip closed* Maybe sandcastle later. After dinner 'n sex.
Sanji: Hmm, I dunno. *keeps his fingers running through Zoro's hair, and takes another gulp of wine* You're probably not as good at it as Tamaki.
Zoro: *opens his eyes just to scowl up at Sanji* 'm better at it than YOU at least, and I've never even fuckin done it.
Sanji: The hell you are, I'm already a pro! *smug grin*
Zoro: *grunts* Yeah right. *sits up a bit* Now get down here.
Sanji: *rolls his eyes and sets his bottle off to the side, then scoots out from under Zoro so he can stretch out on his stomach beside him instead*
Zoro: *rolls to his side and throws an arm around him* Mm. Wake you up in an hour?
Sanji: *pillows his head on his arms* Like you'll even be up. I'll wake myself.
Zoro: Wake me up for dinner... *trailing off and putting his leg across Sanji's*
Sanji: Mhmm. *turns into Zoro, his back to his chest, pulling Zoro's arm further around his stomach* *lets his eyes slide shut*
Zoro: *breathes softly against the back of Sanji's neck, already gently snoring, the calm before the storm if you will*
Sanji: *will kick him in the face later for snoring, but for now just smiles a bit and dozes off, too!*
END!
Happeeened...sometime over the weekend, I guess. Or earlier! WHO KNOWS. Rated AAARRRRRRRRR for
Zoro: *sits with crossed legs in the crows nest, eyes closed, meditating after a long workout* *breathes evenly and deeply, not even noticing the disgusting sweaty smell lingering in the air*
Sanji: *totally interrupts his meditation session by kicking the door open, carrying various bottles of stuff and a tray of food* Oi, marimo. Brought you a snack. *wrinkles his nose at the stench which he IMMEDIATELY notices, of course*
Zoro: *peaks an eye open at Sanji, then the food and drink with an approving grunt and nothing more*
Sanji: *wanders over to where he is, shoving a bottle of rum in his face* Good workout?
Zoro: Mm. *takes the bottle from him* You're bein nice today. *gives him the suspicious eye*
Sanji: Should I have kicked you in the face before giving you the booze? *sits down in front of him, holding out a plate of onigiri*
Zoro: Just makes it seem like you want something. *opens the bottle of rum before taking an onigiri from the plate*
Sanji: *sets the plate down and whips out a wine glass for himself, pouring from the other bottle he brought up* Why do I need an excuse to come see you.
Zoro: *takes a bite of the onigiri and a large swig of rum to wash it down* Why did you, then. *speaking with his mouth full*
Sanji: Because I felt like it, dumbass! *scowls, drinking some wine* Don't question me. Anyway, you mentioned something about wanting to talk.
Zoro: *grunts again and swallows hard before taking another huge bite of rice*
Sanji: … *watches him, nibbling on his own onigiri*
Zoro: *puts down his bottle suddenly* Are we just about sex?
Sanji: *goes wide-eyed* Are we - what?!
Zoro: I read some thread about those brats thinking all we do is fuck. *folds his arms across his chest* Are we only about sex?
Sanji: *frowns* What the hell do you care about what THEY say?
Zoro: I don't. Which is why I'm asking you. *narrows his eyes at Sanji*
Sanji: *crosses his arms too, glaring right back* It's pissing me off that you even feel like you have to.
Zoro: *sighs heavily, letting his guard down* I know. *reaches for his booze again* Forget it.
Sanji: ... *glowers* We're not just about sex.
Zoro: Mm. *drinks* I do like it though. *looks to him* That aint what you came up here for, is it?
Sanji: *smirks a bit* Of course you do. The sex is fucking good. *stuffs the rest of his onigiri in his mouth* I came up here because I felt like it - stop asking.
Zoro: Shit, on the beach. *grins, obviously fantasizing in his head* Was better than fucking good. Even if you had no idea what the hell you were doing. *is already almost done with the rum*
Sanji: *flushes a bit, leaning back on his hand and striking out a leg to kick Zoro upside the head* Stop thinking about it, marimo! S'fucking embarrassing.
Zoro: *blocks Sanji's kick with a forearm* Wasn't embarrassing. *pouts slightly, sticking his bottom lip out* It was fucking hot.
Sanji: Well. I mean yeah, but - it was embarrassing at the TIME. *frowns, rubbing his forehead* At least the other me thought so. Shit, that's confusing.
Zoro: Dumbass. Shouldn'ta let yourself get hit in the first place. *eats the last of the onigiri, chewing with his mouth open just to piss Sanji off*
Sanji: *gives him a look of disgust for it* Yeah, I know... I don't remember what happened.
Zoro: *finishes and leans back, laying down on the cold floor boards, of course shirtless from his workout* I think we should leave this island.
Sanji: We're gonna have to if we want to find Luffy. *rests his chin on his hand, letting his eyes trail down Zoro's chest*
Zoro: Mm. You had your fill of Tamaki yet? *makes a small huffing noise*
Sanji: No. *smirks slightly* Too bad he can't come with us.
Zoro: Tell him I wanna see him before we go. *looks down at him*
Sanji: ... *blinks* You do?
Zoro: Yeah.
Sanji: ...Why?
Zoro: None of your business. *closes his eyes*
Sanji: *frowns* What the hell are you gonna say to him??
Zoro: None of your business.
Sanji: *FROWNS MORE* Tell me!
Zoro: I just wanna take him up on an offer, that's all.
Sanji: An...offer.
Zoro: Yeah. *pulls himself up to lean against the bench seat behind him instead* C'mere.
Sanji: *doesn't move* What offer?
Zoro: Nothing! It aint bad, I'm not gonna kill your brother or whatever he fuckin is.
Sanji: Hm. *downs the rest of the wine in his glass, then scoots over to sit next to Zoro* Brother. That IS what he is.
Zoro: Yeah. Right. So will you tell him?
Sanji: Sure, I guess. *lights up a cigarette*
Zoro: No smoking in the crows nest. *glares*
Sanji: *pauses with it halfway to his mouth* ...Since when?!
Zoro: Since now when I wanna do other stuff with 'em.
Sanji: ...You want to do other stuff with my cigarettes? *raises an eyebrow*
Zoro: I meant with your lips, dumbass.
Sanji: *smirks* I know. *takes a long drag from his smoke* They're busy.
Zoro: *just watches in fascination at Sanji's lips wrapping around the cigarette* Asshole.
Sanji: *gives him a big shit-eating grin* Something wrong?
Zoro: *still distracted by their previous conversation* Just feel like I should have more to say...instead of just wanting to do it all the time. But I don't. *looks off out the window*
Sanji: ... *sighs, rolling his eyes* You're not exactly a man of many words. *furrows his brow* We talk enough. Why is this bugging you?
Zoro: *shrugs* Aint like we can tell each other about our days or something, since we're both here.
Sanji: We're around each other all the time. And we HAVE talked, about the future and stuff like that. *bumps his shoulder* You're being a moron. As per usual.
Zoro: Tamaki talks a lot. *:|*
Sanji: *flat look* What IS it with you and him?? You can't possibly be jealous, it's not like I'm more interested in him than you or something.
Zoro: 'Course not. *looks slightly offended* I got Chopper. We coulda been related.
Sanji: While I agree with the notion that you might be part animal, I don't necessarily think you're part reindeer.
Zoro: Maybe I'm a little jealous. I don't like sharing things that're prized to me.
Sanji: *might go a little pink at that* There's nothing to be jealous of, idiot.
Zoro: *takes the opportunity to quickly lean over and swipe the cigarette right from Sanji's hand with a smirk*
Sanji: ..... *blinks* Oi! What the hell, give me that! *tries to grab for it*
Zoro: *holds it on the opposite side of him, so Sanji has to lean across to reach* *yanks him down by his tie, mashing his lips against an angry cook's*
Sanji: *pretty much was expecting a move like that, and takes the opportunity to swing his leg over Zoro’s lap, straddling him and kissing back hungrily*
Zoro: Mm. *stubs the cigarette out on the floor, leaving it there to slide both arms around his waist*
Sanji: *pulls back, leaving his arms looped around Zoro's shoulders* I wasn't finished with that, you know.
Zoro: Don't care. *tightens his hold* You got plenty more.
Sanji: Mm, true. *gives him a light smirk* So you really get jealous that easily, huh.
Zoro: *lowers his brows a bit, giving the neanderthal look* Why.
Sanji: *shrugs* It's just... *smirk widens* Cute.
Zoro: Mm. You're just... *goes slightly flushed* better at some shit than I am. Like talking to people. Not that it matters. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I were "nice guy Zoro" more. ...even though I'd hate myself.
Sanji: ...Yeah, I'd hate you, too. *shudders, not even able to imagine "nice guy Zoro" actually existing* The hell are you talking about anyway, you talk to way more people than I do.
Zoro: I do not. At least, 'm not friends with 'em. I dunno. Didn't care about this shit before, won't get me to my goal faster. *sighs, leaning his forehead against Sanji's*
Sanji: So why do you care about it now? *kisses him briefly* The sex thing, too - if that's actually bothering you, maybe we should hold off for a few days. *innocent look*
Zoro: *ignores the first question* Why the hell would you want to do that?! *looks disgusted*
Sanji: Well since you're worried that's all we're about or whatever, might as well go ahead and prove you wrong.
Zoro: ...how about after today until the 4th?
Sanji: *does the math in his head* That'd be about a week-and-a-half... Yeah, alright.
Zoro: Too long? *frowns slightly, remembering their last forced abstinence period*
Sanji: I can make it. *raises an eyebrow* Can you?
Zoro: *deepens his frown* I guess.
Sanji: *grinds his hips down a bit with a smirk* You sure?
Zoro: *grunts* I said AFTER today. *slides his hands down to cup Sanji's ass*
Sanji: I call cheating. *rocks his hips again* Should cut you off cold.
Zoro: How is that cheating?! *digs his fingers into his ass cheeks*
Sanji: Because! *grunts, sucking in a breath* S'too easy.
Zoro: But we're alone for once. In the middle of the day. And you're not off cooking or doing something stupid. *pouting, sliding his hands down to Sanji's inner thighs*
Sanji: Mm, probably SHOULD be off cooking. God knows when we find Luffy, first thing he'll do is demand food. *trails his own hands down over Zoro's chest*
Zoro: Shut up. *leans up, catching his lips in a short kiss* Who know when we'll find him...
Sanji: Could be tomorrow. *kisses him again* And then you'll have to explain to him why there's nothing on board ready for him to eat.
Zoro: So you'd rather cook than fuck for one last time before a week of hell.
Sanji: Week-and-a-half. *kisses Zoro more thoroughly this time*
Zoro: *grunts, thrusting his tongue into Sanji's mouth forcefully, hands pawing at Sanji's thighs*
Sanji: *slides his hands farther down over Zoro's stomach, slipping them under the waistband of his pants*
Zoro: *shifts his hips in excitement as Sanji's hands come closer* Mmm. *brings one of his hands to the front, massaging up his inner thigh*
Sanji: *doesn't actually go any closer, just moves his fingertips in small circles over Zoro's skin* *hums contentedly against his mouth*
Zoro: *groans slightly, pulling back* Are we doin this or what, shithead?
Sanji: *slips a hand lower and curls it around him rather abruptly, grinning* I can't decide...
Zoro: *grunts, dropping his head backward and letting it hit against the bench behind him* Fucker.
Sanji: Could just jerk you off. *moves his hand in long, slow strokes, his other hand sliding back up to Zoro's chest*
Zoro: That aint fair. *moves a hand up, cupping between Sanji's legs*
Sanji: Mmph- *tightens his hand around Zoro* Well I didn't say you couldn't reciprocate.
Zoro: Belt. *tugs at Sanji's pants with his other hand* Does this count as sex after today?
Sanji: My hands are busy, get it yourself for once, dumbass. *leans forward, sucking lightly at the skin on Zoro's neck, and brushes his hand across one of Zoro's nipples to prove his point* Technically.
Zoro: *furrows his brow, needing both hands to undo his belt* *blows air out of his nose to express his annoyance before finally getting it undone and jerking it off him*
Sanji: *just chuckles against his neck, doing absolutely nothing to help him* Don't worry, you'll get the hang of them one day. *still moving his hand slowly around him*
Zoro: Mm. *concentrating even harder on getting Sanji's fly undone and pushing his boxers down to take him out* What if we just jerk off together, does that count?
Sanji: Probably counts. *groans, twisting his head to find Zoro's mouth* But we can make some exceptions.
Zoro: *curls his fingers around Sanji's length, giving him a slow pull* You're gonna be so fucking horny. *bites at his lips before starting a heated kiss*
Sanji: *jerks his hips forward into Zoro's grasp, legs widening as he kisses back* Oh, I'm gonna be the horny one? *speeds his hand up a bit* You'll be dying by the time the week's over, marimo.
Zoro: *growls and grits his teeth, his eyes rolling back up into his head* Fuck, think 'm already dying. *tightens his hand around him and giving a squeeze around his head at the next stroke*
Sanji: *sucks in a breath, resting his forehead against Zoro's* MmmZoro- *curls his free arm behind Zoro's neck, panting against his mouth, and adds a slight twist to his strokes*
Zoro: Fucker. *slides his other hand around to massage his thigh, quickening his pace* I was alright the whole time I was gone- *barely finishes before grunting out and feeling the urge to thrust his hips forward*
Sanji: *gives a choked laugh* Bullshit, you were so not alright. *rocks his hips into Zoro's hand again* You were the fucking opposite of alright.
Zoro: Wasn't really thinkin about sex at the time. *tightens his grip on his thigh, trying to hold him a bit steadier* *grunts, closing his eyes tighter and surging his face forward to catch Sanji's lips in a kiss*
Sanji: Ironic. I couldn't STOP thinking about it. *returns the kiss hungrily, tongue sweeping into his mouth as he quickens his pace again, swiping his thumb over the tip, trying to bring Zoro over the edge*
Zoro: *grunts, taking his free hand and tangling his fingers in the back of Sanji's hair, pulling gently to free his mouth* Sanji. *panting heavily, feeling himself tensing up* Don’t you dare make me come first, shithead. *speeds up, twisting and putting slightly more pressure on the underside with his thumb*
Sanji: *makes a sort of strangled sound, eyes squeezing shut as his head falls forward, panting raggedly* Heh - sorry, Zoro. *drags a hand down Zoro's back, nails scraping lightly, and bites at his earlobe* Was never very good at listening.
Zoro: Fuck. *jerks Sanji forward, sinking his teeth into his neck with a carnal groan, forgetting all about moving his hand for the moment* *hips trying to thrust forward briefly before he releases Sanji's neck to press his forehead there instead, feeling heat rise up deep in his abdomen and spilling across his stomach and Sanji's hand*
Sanji: *grins, continuing to pump Zoro more slowly until he's completely finished, other hand trailing up and down his sweaty back* *lets him stay where he is until his own arousal gets almost painful, then thrusts his hips forward, looking for more friction and trying to get Zoro's hand moving again* ...Oi. *pinches him in the side >\*
Zoro: *grunts, panting against his neck but restarting his quick pace, focusing on the underside and head* Mm...Sanji. *lifts his head finally, moving his hand to pull back the hair from Sanji's face*
Sanji: Nnngh- *quickly tenses up all over again, Zoro's movements bringing him right back to where he was* *meets Zoro's gaze with both eyes, staring at him for a moment, then abruptly leans forward and grits his teeth, pressing his forehead to Zoro's and clutching his shoulder as his entire body shudders with release, a harsh grunt tearing its way from his throat* Fuck...mm, Zoro...
Zoro: *holds Sanji's head through his orgasm, stroking a few more slippery times as his shudders die down* *then reaches to the side, grabbing his work-out towel and cleaning them both off thoroughly before pulling Sanji's heaving body close for a kiss*
Sanji: *grins into it, kissing him lazily for a moment before pulling back, still trying to catch his breath* Gonna have to change before dinner now.
Zoro: Mm. *pulls Sanji's boxers back up for him and tucks himself back in before putting his arms around his waist* C'n we still fuck after dinner.
Sanji: Maybe. *zips his pants up too, but can't be bothered to find his belt yet* *circles his arms around Zoro's neck, feigning a thoughtful look* Or maybe we can have a nice, long conversation about life, the universe, and - other shit like that.
Zoro: *gives him a flat look* ...
Sanji: *innocent grin* Or we could go build a sandcastle.
Zoro: How old're you again? *can't help but smile a bit as well, before giving him a short kiss* Thanks for the visit, cook.
Sanji: Don't thank me. S'not like I had a whole hell of a lot else going on, I can hang out with you in the middle of the day if I want. *pushes off of Zoro, settling down beside him instead and reaching for his wine*
Zoro: And I can fuckin thank you if I want. *shifts to lie down, putting his head in Sanji's lap and pouring the rest of the rum down his throat*
Sanji: *pauses, looking down at him for a moment before shifting his eyes away* Hm. Fine. *was going to reach for his glass but doesn't want to disturb Zoro >.> so just takes a drink straight from the bottle*
Zoro: Mm. *looks up at him* Got time for a nap? Or do you gotta cook.
Sanji: *looks out the window, trying to judge about what time it is* Got time.
Zoro: How about a headrub? *smirks, stretching out and sprawling his legs across the floor*
Sanji: How about I kick your ass? *drops a hand to his head anyway, dragging fingers lightly through his hair and smiling a bit* Shitty overgrown cat.
Zoro: Bring it on. *lets his eyes slip closed* Maybe sandcastle later. After dinner 'n sex.
Sanji: Hmm, I dunno. *keeps his fingers running through Zoro's hair, and takes another gulp of wine* You're probably not as good at it as Tamaki.
Zoro: *opens his eyes just to scowl up at Sanji* 'm better at it than YOU at least, and I've never even fuckin done it.
Sanji: The hell you are, I'm already a pro! *smug grin*
Zoro: *grunts* Yeah right. *sits up a bit* Now get down here.
Sanji: *rolls his eyes and sets his bottle off to the side, then scoots out from under Zoro so he can stretch out on his stomach beside him instead*
Zoro: *rolls to his side and throws an arm around him* Mm. Wake you up in an hour?
Sanji: *pillows his head on his arms* Like you'll even be up. I'll wake myself.
Zoro: Wake me up for dinner... *trailing off and putting his leg across Sanji's*
Sanji: Mhmm. *turns into Zoro, his back to his chest, pulling Zoro's arm further around his stomach* *lets his eyes slide shut*
Zoro: *breathes softly against the back of Sanji's neck, already gently snoring, the calm before the storm if you will*
Sanji: *will kick him in the face later for snoring, but for now just smiles a bit and dozes off, too!*
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