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the eternal devotion | roronoa zoro

synopsis: it was suppose to be your head in his hands, not his heart in yours. words: 3.4k - part 1 | part 2

o(*≧▽≦)ツdarling’s note: ok! originally this was going to be all in one but i quickly realize that there is too much to add for it to be one part. i had 3 friends edit this and myself so hopefully *fingers crossed* that there are no mistakes. other then that i hope you enjoy this, it's my baby. part 2 hopefully coming out next weekend or earlier

what i was hearing while writing this: sleeping token <3 i highly recommend listening to - the summoning, jaws, sugar, and chokehold!

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when does a hunter turn into prey? when it falls victim to a trap? or when the hunter no longer wishes to slaughter or fight? it was a frequent question that came upon zoro’s mind when he looked at this bounty. seeing your name with a price, it was any other job he’s taken. every god was the same, every god had taken or stolen from humans. lives, money, wants, or needs all ripped away from the desperate mortals they called.

yet when he stands in front of you, the divine god that he was required to slaughter. zoro was entranced, the wind blowing in the night sky. the moon shining on your figure, your features looked breath-taking even in this lighting. zoro felt his body freeze seeing your pure white coak with multiple slits creating a flowy outfit.

“what brings you here?” you ask, in a friendly tone coming from an immortal being. with the nature of it being around midnight, you unexpectedly didn’t accuse him of trespassing or threatened him with a strike of your weapon. walking down the stairs, wind chimes fill zoro’s ears. the grip on his sword tightens. the nerves he hasn’t felt in years, you’re just any other god he’s slaughtered. nothing more and nothing less.

“i’m here to- '' zoro stops himself, this is where he’ll announce his dramatic entrance. telling the god they would be slain and why. that was until now, you tilt your head, a mortal showing up on your front door in the middle of the night wasn’t the strangest thing you’ve seen in centuries. it still raised eyebrows. you didn't fear the swordsman.

“i got lost, i stumbled upon this place” zoro felt his gut punch him, even the possibility that you would catch his lie would be life threatening.

the fear that you would strike first became stronger the longer the silence between you two lasted. your eyes were captivating, how you stared at him with a glimmer of light. for the first time zoro felt his legs tremble. oh dear, not of fear but of alluring desire he’s never felt before. “poor mortal, let me go find a map for you. i must have some” you turn around. zoro following closely entering your home.

striking you behind your back would make this easy, an easy distraction as you were shuffling through your papers. your home was different from other gods that fall victim to zoro, their homes were filled with riches and gold. marble from all over the land, some of it tacky and some unnecessary. it was never his place to judge what people spend their money on. but was it right when it was the mortal’s money the gods would spend it on? the mortals that pleaded for them to help, to heal their sick children, to make their crops grow during seasons, or to make them drown in riches.

on the other hand you only had barely a quarter of what the others had. your home was traditional, it fit in with the other homes around the town. people came to you in search of help from a friend and not a god. you didn’t promise them false hope nor did you promise to stay. gods had duties and were assigned places. warning them they couldn’t depend on you, with the risk of you relocating at any moment.

“here, take this map. it will take you downtown, they have fantastic views and cuisines” you smile, zoro grabs the map from your hand. seeing multitudes of different trails and names of places. “i have a feeling you’re not truly lost,” you say after he grabbed the map. zoro nearly yanked out his sword to kill you right there and then.

“your earrings, i’ve seen them decades ago at the store here. the maker was one of a kind. he died a few years ago” you raise your hand, caressing the jewels attached to his ear. zoro tenses, this would be the first time a god has ever laid hands on him. “they look perfect on you” you compliment, zoro looks away, glaring at your shelf full of photos. you looked the same age in all of them, still having the graceful presence.

“you’ve probably told other mortals that crap” zoro calls you out. you retreat your hand and look at him, the large scar across his chest. “i haven’t, but if you don’t believe me then i can’t do much about it” you lean closer to him. seeing his scar over his eye. shut closed, the luscious green hair that you don’t see everyday, and the three swords he holds against his waist.

zoro glanced at your direction, seeing your eyes lay on his stomach. the feeding desire in his stomach swirls, wanting to be let go of. zoro was never interested in sex, when given a new opponent that was his ecstasy. nobody could replicate that. you couldn’t be one of lust with your dressing. it was modest, leaving room for zoro's imagination.

you let him go, not wanting to cause any trouble. sending him off with a smile and a wave, zoro held the map in his hand. crumbling it, throwing it to the ground.

why couldn't he do the job?

"the god has been slain" zoro presents his findings. expecting the cash to shortly come after. zoro was questioned about the whereabouts of the head, he had lied. telling them it turned to ash, they didn't question his word as zoro's reputation is that of the infamous god slayer. you wouldn't be the one to be his defeat.

not you. anyone but you.

days later, steps were heard at your front door, getting up from your chair you opened to zoro again. he stood there, his posture straight and his coat revealed more of his chest. caressed by temptation, leading you to invite him for a walk.

"you do know it's not my offering season, zoro" he followed you through a trail of the woods. light bugs revealing the path, the only noise was his own breathing and the snaps of twigs and branches. "but i see you brought me food" you glance at his hands, a few of your favorite foods were in his hands.

your elegant steps, your voice that digs deep into his brain. the dreams of you two felt like a curse, waking up sweaty in his own filth, the familiar swirl of desire left inside him. the barrier between the two. zoro has slayed your fellow gods, left panic and terror in the god's realms yet you don't even lift a finger or carry a weapon around him.

you arrived at the waterfall before zoro could ask a question. standing hearing the chirping crickets, the moon's light shining perfectly on the waterfall, and the terrain was well maintained.

“it’s the most fresh water i’ve seen in decades” you kneel down and let your hand submerge in it. zoro looks at your crouched state. seeing the fishes swim and coexist with the other creatures. “it’s where i go when i want to free my mind” you spoke softly, glancing at the raging waterfall in front of you. the small splashes of water landing on your face.

you leaned closer to see a glowing creature, zoro zoned out before he snapped back to see you had fallen into the water. running after you, you hit the surface of the water. the water made your outfit almost transparent. zoro saw every curve and every detail of your body. zoro blushed and looked away holding out his hand.

“i’m glad the water isn’t too deep,” you chuckle lightly. smiling gracefully as always. the droplets of water on your face, zoro felt his heart skip a beat. why weren’t you wearing anything under your pure white cloak?

“come in zoro” you whisper. pulling him in. the only sound you heard was a yelp before a splash. zoro gets up and sees the distance between the two. he huffs and sees you staring down at his chest. his coat was completely off. zoro’s eyes weren’t any better than yours.

“what are you?” zoro whispers, feeling a pull to you. feet became inches, raising your hand to his cheek. “i’m just a god” just a god like it was nothing extraordinary. “and this god wants to kiss you” you felt yourself lowering your modest persona. you couldn't resist when zoro is just presented to you on a silver platter.

"would you let me?" you ask, pressing your forehead against his. "what are you doing to me?" he whispers, his hand wrapping around your waist. "just what kind of god makes me feel this way?" he feels your legs touch first, the sound of the waterfall covers how quickly zoro's heart is beating.

the cold waters naturally made zoro look for warmth. he waited for the first move, afraid this would be some kind of sick joke you pull on foolish mortals like him. the doubts died down when he saw just how desperate you looked, glancing at his lips.

"just kiss me before i kill you" you chuckle, although what sounded like a funny joke. it was all too real to zoro, if you kept teasing him and kept him on the edge of insanity. he'll have to kill you to save himself and his honor.

pressing your lips against his, zoro felt his eyes widen. the touch of yours, a god's lips on his. he felt the heaven skies and the deep dark corners of hell in that kiss. groaning in your mouth when he put his tongue into your mouth, him gripping your shoulders.

it felt like he was getting swallowed by your grace. your power eating him whole. so addicting giving zoro so little but so much.. he yearned for more of you. the desire for you to feel him, devour him, and make him yours. the soft lighting on your face, your eyes looked into his. your hands never left his waist. holding you close almost like he was priceless.

you rub his waist, placing him closer to the shore. allowing him to sit on the floor of the lake. the wet and sensual night was just beginning. zoro grabs his sword, but you don’t move a muscle.

zoro hated it, hated how you had so much faith in him to not kill you. he was a mortal that was feared by the gods that felt they were invincible. would you allow him to place a knife on your neck? would you surrender and beg for your life to be saved like everyone else?

"you have too many goddamn layers" zoro whispers, a quick slice making most of your layers float away in the pond. more and more of your body was revealed and zoro felt himself gawking at it. looking at your shoulders made him feel childish with how red zoro became.

you grab the sword and set it back down behind him, lifting him up to wrap his legs around your waist. it felt natural but god did he feel embarrassed, the great swordman's getting carried around like he weighed nothing. zoro rubs himself against your stomach, grunting in pain and pleasure. the flow of the water hitting his sensitive cock making him sensitive.

your hand rested on his cheek, staring deep into his eyes. it was like you were hypnotizing him. the taste of your saliva still on his tongue, it was poison and a cure all in one. you made him feel so much more than he's ever had in just one kiss. brushing zoro's hair out of his eye you rut your hips into his crotch, feeling his warm body for the first time.

"are you okay doing this in the water zoro?" you ask him, biting his lobe of his ear. it felt like the other gods in the sky were watching down upon this sinful act. the lust between the two polar opposites. you couldn't care less of what they thought of you. most of them didn't deserve their role, only getting lucky by chance. "well if we do it in the grass, my ass will just be on show for someone that could pass us," zoro complains, you had a faint smile.

"so you only want me to see this ass of yours?" that was the first time you broke the modest persona.. it made you feel more human, making him unknowingly closer to you. the disconnection between his hand to his blade grew.

"if you want me to stop or need a break, just pinch my back" you explained, zoro being confused. leaning back on the rocks. lowering your head under the water, zoro felt your hands grip his thighs. your head pushes between his legs.

"hey! don't you need to bre- oh!" zoro felt your mouth around his cock, licking his tip, taking your time to lick every vein of his. throwing his head back on the soft grass next to him. covering his mouth from making embarrassing noises. zoro rolls his body, gripping your hair. he hisses when you press your tongue against his slit. how the fuck did you know how to please a man so well?

"shit shit shit" zoro tries to resist himself from bucking into your mouth, you liked to take your time. twisting his waist to lay his body on the rocks, supporting him as he moans. soon enough he felt your hands playing with his balls causing the man to almost jump out of the water. zoro felt pure bliss as his cock reached the depths of your mouth. huffing into the inside of his elbow, cursing your name. you pick him up by his upper thighs, angling his body to allow yourself to access his hole, zoro's eyes widen but you jump up from being underwater.

"can i finger you?" you ask, zoro's lips turn into a scowl. blush covering his face. "do you even have the- uh oil for it?" zoro shyly gets out, you lift him up pushing most of his body out of the water. turning him around to allow his ass in front of your face.

zoro was felt like he was going to die of either embarrassment or how hard he was at the moment. the god slayer, the man that brings gods to their knees and beg for mercy, is currently bent over a rock. ass shown to what was supposedly an enemy of his. it felt like some sick fate that brought you two together.

"i don't but who says i couldn't somehow obtain it.." you guided your hand down zoro's back. seeing all types of burn scars, deep gashes, new and old scars. kissing the back of his neck. "i know what you want zoro, but for me to continue you must tell me you want it" you whisper in his ear, he feels your body against his. he looks down and sees his hands gripping the soft grass.

"i want it… is that what you want to hear? just another mortal begging for you gods?" you snicker admiring his earrings that shined just perfect in the night sky.

"1,000 mortals could offer their lives, their dreams, their wishes for me yet they are not worth what you are to me zoro" zoro's stomach sank. looking back at you, you kiss another scar of his. "and what? you fell in love with me after you just met me?"

"i've lived for 1,000's of years, i think i would know what it means to find the one." you stand up. kissing his neck, leaving small hickies on his rough skin. "i don't just fall in love with the first person that gives me some type of attention" you turn his head to look at you.

“i get plenty of that”

moments later, zoro was pudding in your hands. your fingers deep inside him. his groans filled your ears. you insert another finger inside him. the slight push of his body every time you thrust inside him. zoro was too busy blabbing about how you’re a bastard and how good your fingers felt inside him.

“fuck.. i fucking.. can’t stop” zoro looks down between his legs. his cock leaking pre-cum over the grass. your clothes were completely off allowing zoro to finally see all of you. “you’re so beautiful zoro,” you whisper in his ear. finally hitting his prostate head on with one thrust. he silently screams, throwing his head back. your hand slithered underneath his chin. holding his head up.

he sees how your eyes never left his body. not for a second, all your focus on how he reacts makes him more flustered. the pleasure becoming too much where he didn’t care. if you say you love this man you’ll accept his whorish acts. you’ll accept him and his sins.

“i’m gonna cum… shit i’m gonna cum” zoro whines out. your kisses on his neck. breathing in his scent, the pure aroma of sex, zoro moans again when you grip his hair. “my love… my mortal” you whisper. you pour more oil between his ass. hearing the slicking sound of your fingers, he was so wet. his ass taking your fingers so well.

“please.. fuck.. just a little more..” zoro whispers. feeling your fingers hit his prostate again. the drool dripping down his chin. zoro grips the rock for support as he cums. yelling in ecstacy. you continue your pace milking him of every drop of cum. zoro’s felt fatigue hit him, his legs could barely stand on their own. you grabbing his chest preventing him from falling on himself.

“come here, fall into my arms” zoro didn’t protest. laying on your chest back in the lake. he groans, feeling your arms wrap around his chest. “you took my fingers so well,” you whisper in his ears. you had to tread carefully before zoro popped another boner. zoro only responded with a groan, not wanting to give into your invitation.

“care to sleep at my home?” you ask. zoro nods, he'd rather die than let himself explain why he was limping on the way home.

arriving at your home, zoro got set down. you placed his swords next to him, you turned on the water in your bathroom. washing his body for him, letting him borrow some clothes from you.

“it was an offering, it was all they could give at the time” you smile. knowing it would come in handy. zoro thanks you, changing before quickly laying back down. you stand in the doorway, checking up on him once again. “you can stay, rather than standing creepily like that” you chuckle and rest next to him. he sighs and turns his body away from you.

“was it true?” zoro asks. the silence between the two of you breaks. he sees his swords, each filled with the essence of the gods he’s killed. only a reminder of what he was assigned to do. “what are you asking?” you rested your hands on your stomach. staring at the ceiling.

“your whole.. i’m worth 100 mortals shit” zoro whispers, zoro not believing that out of anything in this world to love him. it was an enemy of his. “it was, and it was also 1,000-”

“i get it. message received” zoro brushes you off. he turns his body towards you. turning your head, he sees the glisten in your eyes becoming mesmerized again. ever since meeting you he’s done so many uncharacteristic acts, things he would never do in a thousand years.

“goodnight zoro” you whisper, seeing his eyes slowly start closing. you kiss the top of his forehead. hearing a small snore out of him. if you were asked why you were so attached to zoro you couldn’t answer.

maybe it was you being selfish for a chance or you seeing how battered and bruised he was. zoro was a man that clearly had weight on his shoulders, strength to keep up with and an honor to fulfill. you would be a fool to not know who he was, the slayer that you’ve been warned about after every god’s death. yet you stayed oblivious, ignorant to all of it when you saw his eyes. the bandana on around his arm. the swords he carried and the scar across his chest.

you ignored every sign that came your way. turning your body away from him. not even an hour later, zoro’s shadow rose from the dark. seeing the same sword he used on you to decloth you above his neck. closing your eyes, accepting what lovesick fate you had, moments came and all that came out of it was a grunt of frustration before a soft pat of his body hitting the bed.

silence filled the rest of the night, neither you nor zoro got a wink of sleep that night.

Zoro’s Dare | (Roronoa Zoro x Male Reader)

You and Zoro are walking through the streets of Wano Country, exploring the sights and sounds of the vibrant marketplace. As you walk, you look over at Zoro with a mischievous glint in your eye.

Y/n: "Hey, Zoro. I dare you to not wear underwear under your kimono today."

Zoro raises an eyebrow, knowing full well that you love to push his buttons.

Zoro: "What? No way, y/n. I'm not gonna go around like that in public."

Y/n: "Oh come on, Zoro. Live a little. It'll be fun. Plus, you know you can't resist a challenge."

Zoro grumbles, but deep down he knows you are right. He loves a good challenge, and he's never been one to back down from a dare.

Zoro: "Fine. I'll do it. But if anyone finds out, it's on you."

You grin, knowing that you’ve won this round.

They continue to wander through the marketplace, taking in the sights and sounds. As you’re walking, you’re suddenly attacked by a group of Kaido’s minions.

Zoro immediately springs into action, unsheathing his swords and taking on the attackers. As he's fighting, he suddenly feels a gust of wind hit him in just the right spot, causing his kimono to fly open and exposing his bare backside to the world.

You can't help but burst out laughing as you watch the scene unfold.

Y/n: "Well, well, well. What do we have here? Looks like someone's not wearing any underwear today."

Zoro scowls, embarrassed by the situation.

Zoro: "Shut up, y/n. You're enjoying this too much."

Y/n: "Hey, I can't help it if you have a nice butt. But don't worry, I'll protect your modesty."

You step in front of Zoro, shielding him from view with your water barrier as he continues to fight off the bandits. Zoro can't help but feel a strange sense of gratitude towards you, even as he tries to brush off your teasing.

As you continue through the day, you can't resist the urge to tease Zoro about his lack of underwear, even going so far as to sneak in a few playful caresses on his bare ass.

Zoro tries to banter back, but secretly he's enjoying the attention. He never thought he'd be the type to go without underwear, but there's something freeing about it. And the way you look at him...well, that's a feeling he can't deny.

Roronoa Zoro x Male! Reader

( Smut but not explicit, fluff, already dating Zoro… ) !!

★ Words: 1.8k

Luffy has been more annoying about food when talking to Sanji, the crew no longer has enough meat to eat carelessly therefore he has been controlling his urges to devour everything. Usopp hasn’t stopped talking even for a second, telling Chopper stories non-stop. Of course, Tony hasn’t realized they aren’t true anecdotes or that Usopp isn’t a feared pirate among others in the ocean.

On the other hand, Nami has been concentrated on sketching some maps. Cartography was her way of escaping reality. She has been worried because no island seems to be nearby. You’ve tried talking to her but she either doesn’t reply or says some sort of nonsense, all thanks to stress…

Nico Robin had stayed stable, drowning her every thought in books. She was the most stable one out of all, this was no surprise. Robin has always been very clever and calm in this kind of situation where everything gets hard. She has been living in the ocean since she was 8, no wonder why she’s so used to troubles while navigating.

Sanji was trying to prepare a proper meal for Nami, he ended up burning it…Sanji, the best cook, burned a plate for Nami. This was a serious problem, something was very wrong and no one was taking it well.

You had been losing your mind because Roronoa’s thick hands hadn’t been over your skin for a bit too long. Both of you promised to not have any sexual relationships while on the ship, for the sake of everyone else. It’s not like they would ever leave you both alone for long enough to even get hard or excited.

Zoro was training, every waking moment he had a dumbbell in his hands. They were heavy weights, you could tell he was keeping his mind occupied to avoid acting crazy. You could feel his gaze all over you, he thinks he’s slick but he couldn’t be more obvious…He is incredibly desperate for you. Those lustful looks aren’t normal ones, they’re agony screams that indicate he’s pushing down his urges of touching you.

Kissing was off the table, you both knew that if you dared to get a bit too close to him you’d both end up losing control. Everyone in the crew started noticing this strange tension between you two, except Luffy of course…Nico and Nami were the most aware of it.

If looks could kill, Zoro had already fucked you with his. He was constantly inches away from ripping open your clothes, ignoring everyone and just pushing you against the first wall or table he sees. Luckily, he still had some self control within him. Not enough to keep his eyes on the horizon instead of your pants but it’s something, right?

“Yes!” I heard Nami scream with excitement, she seemed alive for the first time in dozens of days.

“An…an island! Right in front of us, it looks like a spring type of island” She said the last part with so much excitement, it brought everyone back to life.

After running to the edge of the second floor and staring in disbelief, you felt a warm breath hitting your neck from behind. You knew exactly who it was just by the pace of the breathing. Zoro.

He chuckled with a devilish smile on his face, pressing your hips against him slightly. “As soon as we get there, follow me.” he said before turning around and walking away.

You were left alone with red cheeks and…an erection. Fortunately, the island wasn’t very far away. After some seconds of staring at Zoro in surprise yet exhilaration, you figured out he had done it on purpose. Was he…teasing you?

You squint your eyes slightly and smile a little, shaking your head in incredulity at how straightforward Zoro can be. A quick yet brazen taste of his touch was enough to have you this needy.

While thinking about this, Nami approached you from behind without making a single sound you could perceive. When you turned around to lie against the wooden balustrade, her presence scared the souls out of your body.

After almost having a heart attack, you took a hand to your chest and sighed in relief at seeing it was your friend. When you were about to ask her something related to the island, you noticed she was looking at the floor.

“Nami? What’s wrong?” You asked, seriously confused about her behavior. Before being able to tap her shoulder, she looked up with a terrifying expression. You felt a shiver go down your spine at how intense her look was…

“I’ll have to rip my eyes out now” Nami said, while staring down at you. You were even more lost, until something clicked and you blushed even harder than before.

“Did you- for how long have you been standing there?” You asked, with a shaky voice and cold sweat dripping down your neck.

Nami only turned around and fixed her hair, not daring to even make eye contact after seeing such an…interesting scene.

“I’ll navigate faster towards the island, please for the love of Gold D. Roger do not let Zoro near you until we arrive” She said, a joking undertone could be heard. Still, you knew it’d be a dreadful mistake to let his erotic whispers get to you right now.

Your pants were baggy enough to hide your small problem down there, thankfully she didn’t notice absolutely anything other than Zoro bearing down your body against his. That…that isn’t better at all.

Nami wasn’t lying when she said she’d be fast, you were leaving the ship in the matter of a few minutes. No one asked her anything, they assumed it was because she also was fed up with being inside the boat.

As soon as you arrived, Zoro got out and you lost him quickly. You were too desperate, already panting in discomfort. You quickly left the ship too and started searching him around the city, after checking every bar around he was nowhere to be found.

After getting brought to the limit, you decided to go into a lonely alley and calm yourself. While unbuttoning your pants, the feeling of a katana’s sheath against your skin made you moan slightly. It was Roronoa, staring down at you while grunting from excitement. He had been waiting for so long, one more second would be the end of him. He slipped his hand down your abdomen into your pants and boxers, keeping the other one around your cheeks. He was forcing you to look at him, not break eye contact while he does it.

An alley wasn’t the best idea, you both were interrupted several times but Zoro kept going. His skin was rough to the touch, his grip was firm and dominant. He looked at you with such a lovely expression, it being mixed with vulgar feelings. The green haired boy was head over heels for you, the feeling of touching you, titillating your body, he loved that.

Zoro smashed his lips against yours while keeping his body behind yours, trapping you. He was much stronger of course, if he wanted he could pick you up and work out with you on his back. You knew this made your head spin, the strength of a man who also has such an ability of handling swords made you weak on the knees.

You could feel his strong grip around your hips, a smell of alcohol and warm food coming from out of the alley. Maybe you were hungry, craving a drink but, your whole existence was craving him. And Roronoa knew this, as he felt exactly the same.

Running your fingers through his short hair, feeling his warmth surround you. For a second, you looked backward and saw him smiling. Such a pure yet excited smile, he was genuinely happy…happy to have you, right there, right now. You both made eye contact, in that precise moment he decided to squish your hips against his pelvis a bit harder; without a single warning you felt his erection, and fucking hell he was hard.

You were a whining mess, letting occasional moans out of your lips when he used more strength. His constant praising made you feel like you were floating, his skilled fingers touching you were enough to get you distracted from every thought that wasn’t about him.

“Hah…I bet the crew already noticed we were both missing” Roronoa said, being interrupted by his own moans before talking again. “Do you think they know I’m fucking your brains out?”

Those words left his throat moments before feeling your pants being pulled down, before hearing his belt falling down to the ground.

As he thrusted behind you, his snail trail was brushing against your sensitive skin. You couldn’t care less if anyone heard or saw you two, neither could keep it hidden any longer. You didn’t hink the crew would stay in such an unknown island for long enough to have several opportunities to fuck, of course Zoro wasn’t taking the risk of losing such a pleasure. He wanted it now, wherever and in front of anyone.

After both finishing, he chuckled and proceeded to back off while making sure you didn’t fall to your knees. Zoro helped you clean and dress yourself, then he pulled up his pants and took his belt from the dirt floor. He turned around and finished getting fully dressed, both had messy hair and several hickeys around the neck and chest. Roronoa was sweating, he had a satisfied look on his eyes while walking into the nearest bar.

As soon as you entered, the whole crew looked at both of you except Nami. Luffy was, as expected, confused for the marks on your neck. Sanji turned blue, he absolutely didn’t expect such a scene from the most serious people inside the boat. Chopper asked Zoro quickly what had happened and if he needed medical assistance, he laughed it off as Usopp was desperately trying to shut the little deer up. Robin was a bit surprised, she didn’t show it much but Zoro and you noticed a slight change in her eyes.

Roronoa sat down right next to you and ordered several drinks for both of you. As soon as he had his body sitting down, he closed his eyes and began falling asleep on the chair. You started talking to everyone, trying to ignore the fact that you were self conscious about the very noticeable hickeys on your neck’s surface.

Nami finally dared to look at you, still with a bit of disgust yet not in a way it made you feel bad for anything. She squinted her eyes and drank the beer she had in her hands to the bottom. After taking a deep breath, she got up and softly hit the side of your head. In that precise moment, Roronoa cracked a smile of pride and went back to resting with his arm crossed, his shoulder against yours to keep you close…

Weak spot

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [gender neutral] Reader Kinktober prompt: Oral Fixation Tags: Oral / sloppy / lots of spit / no plot / he's absolutely wrecked / his titt gets bitten !!

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          It was funny, really. Just a weak spot you happened to find while Zoro was drunk and insisted that you should keep the kiss going for a little longer than usual. He didn’t remember it the next morning, but you made sure to keep a mental note of it so that you could have something extra for him in the right moments. Like now.

Zoro was on top of you, pressing closer as he kissed your lips, giving you multiple pecks with soft groans. His body was over yours, an arm by each side of your head, and he wouldn’t pull away from you no matter the complaints.

“‘Need you,” Zoro would groan between kisses.

The fact he needed you wasn’t the problem, it’s just that you’d rather have a little bit more control right now, do something other than just holding on to his hips while he suffocated you against the mattress like that. It took you a while, but you finally managed to get a grasp on the hair on the back of his head—it was short, yeah, making it harder to tug on it, though it was still enough. Zoro gasped at the sharp pain on the back of his head, giving you just enough space and time to push your tongue inside his mouth.

Zoro’s mouth tasted like sake and another non-alcoholic drink he’d had earlier to help with the heat of the day, the same drink you’d had, so the kiss didn’t have a bad taste. You let your tongue press down to his, then ran it along the back of his teeth before pressing to his tongue again. It alone made Zoro moan as he pressed his tongue back against yours, deepening the kiss.

When Zoro tried to pull away, however, you kept your hand on the back of his head to hold him in place and keep the kiss going. Zoro whined lightly with it, his hands balling into fists as he had no choice other than to kiss you in return. Don’t get him wrong—Zoro loved it, but he was also a little anxious since it was something new with you, at least while he was sober.

A muffled moan came from Zoro’s throat, deep, followed but a sharp gasp as you kissed him. Your tongue rolled around his, and opening your eyes briefly, you could see Zoro rolling his eyes back with the way your tongue glided against his. Great.

Zoro whimpered, gasping softly as he uselessly tried to keep up with the kiss, but he just let it grow sloppy, not caring any more as long as you kept kissing him so good like that. Aw, shit.

Your name escaped Zoro’s lips in a long, dragged groan once you finally let him go. He felt so weak at the way you’d found out about that, all awkward, shy, but… That was also good. Anticipation drummed under his skin as he thought about all the stuff you could do to him, and he would just accept it, of course.

Many thoughts clouded Zoro’s mind, making it fuzzy as you exchanged positions with him and took the top this time, straddling his hips. The strength Zoro once had was now reduced to bits; he just accepted being at your mercy, his face burning red.

“Don’t be dramatic,” you breathed as if you could read his mind, grinning. “You love this.”

“Shut up,” Zoro groaned, but he didn’t fight you when your hands tugged on the hem of his shirt. A chuckle escaped your lips, and you pecked his lips before getting rid of his shirt properly. He lay there, looking at you, waiting for whatever you were going to do to him. He was complicated.

You rolled your eyes at your own thoughts, ignoring the glare Zoro sent you, and instead moved to kiss along his jaw. Zoro sighed, relaxing against the mattress as his hands wrapped around your waist. It felt good at first, but it got better as you kept using your mouth on him, kissing and sucking on his skin without restrictions. He was so lost in it that he only came back to reality again when your mouth met his chest—there was a specific nibble around his nipple that made him moan and arch his back, consequently pushing into your touches.

“Damn it,” Zoro sighed as your lips ran along his v-lines, teasing the skin while your hands worked on his pants. Were you going that fast already? He didn’t feel like arguing, though, sighing softly as he propped up on his elbows so that he could look at you. It was hot, honestly.

Zoro helped you with removing his pants and boxers, but he couldn’t help but be a little extra flustered at the fact he was the only one naked there. You still kept your clothes on, eyeing him so hungrily. He didn’t know what to expect now, but his cock was rock hard between his legs, twitching again once your lips returned to his chest. How was he supposed to resist it? Having you using your mouth on him was the best thing he could imagine right now. He was hard ever since you trapped him in that kiss, taking his breath away and making his eyes roll back with pleasure.

Sparkles ran down Zoro’s spine with the way you nipped on his chest, sometimes actually giving his pecs full-mouth bites, and he could already see where you were going, after some point. He’d happily learned that you loved leaving marks on his chest—marks that sometimes let everyone know who he belonged to whenever he wore a kimono or removed his shirt.

Thankfully enough, you were going down again. Zoro already expected it but still jumped and gasped when he felt your tongue on the underside of his cock, running from the base to the tip while it still rested heavily against his stomach, leaking.

No way, you were fucking pampering him, giving him the best time he could ever wish for, using your mouth so nicely on him like that. You lay on the bed, between his thighs, holding his cock by the base while eyeing its tip. All of it was so hot to Zoro, for some reason. He loved the way your mouth looked when your tongue peeked out, giving his tip kitten licks to wipe away the pre-cum. Eventually, the licks grew bigger, with the new objective of coating his fat, mushroom tip with your spit.

Zoro hissed, biting his lip when you wrapped your lips around his tip and sucked on it, pressing your tongue flat against his slip. It was so warm and wet. Were you trying to make him cum quick?

Your lips looked so pretty, all flushed and swollen as they ran up and down the side of Zoro’s cock, letting the spit escape your lips abundantly. He didn’t care if his elbows would start hurting from sinking into the mattress like that for so long—he couldn’t miss the show. Your hand pressed his cock against his stomach again, and you licked along the veins on his underside. So hot. Zoro let out a long moan as you went from his base to the tip again, making a zigzag motion with your tongue that didn’t fail to reach all the good spots.

“Mmph…” Zoro’s breath was unsteady, and he was absolutely dazed.

Zoro felt his cock twitch in your touch when your lips latched around his tip again, licking away the pre-cum once more. Different from what you’d been doing so far, you started to actually take him into your mouth this time.

“Shit, you feel so good,” Zoro moaned, thighs quivering. “Your mouth feels so good.”

You leaned in, taking about a third into your mouth. The second time, you took half of it. Within a few times, Zoro could finally feel his tip reach the back of his throat, snatching a low groan from him. Unlike the other times, though, you kept Zoro in your mouth for longer, swallowing around him and running your tongue along the underside as you pulled back, slowly. You blinked, looking at Zoro from under your lashes—he was going to lose it.

Curses escaped Zoro’s mouth as you took his cock into your mouth again. This time, you slowly took it all inside again, swallowing around him once more, but you didn’t pull away so soon. Your hands were tight around his waist, and your mouth was hot around his cock. He couldn’t take his eyes off your lips, the way they stretched around him so perfectly, and the way spit trailed down the corners of your mouth. It was sloppy, messy, but it was also so fucking good. Zoro let out a shaky breath, hands curling around the bedsheets.

The next moan that spilled from his lips was throaty and loud—you’d re-found his sensitive spot under the tip of his cock, tonguing at it, making his cock twitch and leak more. He hummed, struggling to keep his hips still.

“Don’t stop— Don’t, don’t,” Zoro’s voice fell in frustration as you stopped tonguing at his tip, and your attention was on his balls instead. He liked that, but he also knew it was a method of delaying his orgasm; he scrunched his nose, holding onto the bedsheets tighter as your tongue ran along his balls before you sucked on them lightly. He couldn’t help the moans, breath faltering and sometimes melting into whimpers.

You were so hot. Your mouth felt so good. Zoro could feel himself going to heaven and coming back, mind fuzzy, eyes rolling back as your mouth went up his cock again. You were tonguing at his sensitive spot again before your tongue pressed to his slit, then your mouth was hot and wet around his cock once more.

Zoro did his best not to push his hips up into your mouth—he wanted to feel your mouth work on him, not to fuck your mouth this time. He whimpered pathetically, biting his lip as you deep-throated him, swallowing around his cock before actually sucking on it. His whole body felt so hot, melting under your touches, as he threw his head back. Sweat trailed down his skin, his muscles straining under your touches as it kept getting harder and harder to keep his composure.

He eventually gave up on holding back his sounds, openly moaning when your cheeks hollowed around his cock—he hissed and pressed his eyes shut for a moment before he tried to gather himself together again. He needed to see your lips all wet and swollen around his cock. See the cum trailing down your lips once he came.

The tingling was already forming itself in the bottom of Zoro’s stomach, the knot tightening as you kept working on him with unwavering determination, doing him so fucking good. He hissed, one of his eyes closing as he struggled to keep observing you.

“Mmph,” Zoro whimpered, calling your name weakly before he was fucking cumming, thighs quivering as he arched his back a little. Still, he observed it as you kept sucking him off, milking him dry until the last drop of cum and the first tinge of overstimulation. He gasped for air as if he’d been underwater all this time once you finally pulled away, panting heavily, and the fact you had some of his cum trailing down the corner of your mouth along with spit didn’t help. He was so lost.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

aching pleasure

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [gender-neutral, amab] Reader Kinktober prompt: Sadomasochism Tags: bottom zoro / he's also a good boy! / squeeze his tits / penetration / hair tugging / back scratching

requested by the cmt anon

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          You raised an eyebrow, shifting your weight between your feet a little while raising your hands to your forehead, eyeing Zoro through the gap between your arms. He rolled his shoulders before copying your posture, eyebrows knitted together.

“Real strength?” You asked Zoro. “Are you sure you got the defenses?”

Zoro relied a lot on his swords, and he wanted to improve his hand-to-hand combat just in case—totally not due to being humiliated during a past fight. Asking you was a lot better than asking for help from the shitty cook or something, but it also took him significant effort to get through his pride and actually ask you for tips.

The first part of your practice with Zoro resumed with training his response to a few moves, especially kicks. It was a little trouble since getting him to understand the right and left coordination, but he got the spirit. He just needed to know what to do, and he seemed to be doing well, if not for the small things that took major side orientation or still required him a lot of thought until it got into his brain.

“Yeah,” Zoro almost scoffed. “Let’s get started with it.”

You raised an eyebrow and nodded.

Zoro was the first one to move, and his jab hit you with more strength than you’d anticipated, but it still wasn’t anything to get worried about. He could defend the same attack, too, sometimes dodging the hits instead. It was somewhat awkward initially, but you could finally fill in the gaps until it could be called a proper sparring session.

Okay, now that you had warmed up, you could get more serious.

Zoro didn’t see it coming, gasping, but he stepped to the right side and hooked his arm around your leg, enough to pull you closer and give you another punch. That was good. The next time, though? Instead of throwing your leg off in the opposite direction, he pulled you right towards him—his eye widened the moment you lunged forward and threw him to the ground along with the pressure of your elbow colliding with his chest.

“Fuck,” Zoro huffed as he fell back to the ground of the crow’s nest with you on top of him, pressing his eyes shut when your forearm pressed to his neck. You certainly were going to throw a blow right at his face, and… Where was it? He slowly opened his eye, and his face burned when he saw you just grinning at him, not even holding a fist up. “Can’t believe it,” he exhaled, letting his head rest back against the floor.

“That’s what you do when you make a mistake in a real fight?” You raised an eyebrow with a chuckle. “Just give up? Come on,” you sighed, shifting a little to push away from him, just to be pulled back as he grasped your upper arm.

“You know me better than that, bastard,” he said through gritted teeth as his breath fanned over your face.

“Oh?” Your grin widened. “Then prove it.”

The next round was a little better. Zoro could remember where to throw you off and also gained a little more confidence to fight back even after the mistakes. He was already good at fighting, of course, but something about fighting you managed to hold Zoro back whenever he was supposed to retaliate. He knew you could take it, he knew you were strong, but his mind simply went blank the moment he noticed there was an opening.

Shit. A kick right on the abdomen sent Zoro back against the ground; his hand couldn’t even hold your ankle quickly enough to bring you down with him.

“You’re not even trying,” you chuckled, kicking his side. Did it make Zoro whimper? Maybe you were just imagining things. “Is that observation haki of yours for nothing, by the way? Or is your brain too small to process more than one thing at once?” A sigh escaped your lips as you pressed your foot right to the middle of his chest—not only was he strong, but he could also use that to his advantage, and you didn’t really care. “Come on, muscle-head. What are you made of?”

Zoro gasped as your foot pressed down to his chest more. His forearm was thrown across his eyes, though, so you couldn’t have a clear notion of what was going on in his head. “I…”

Despite the silence, Zoro didn’t say anything, only trying to catch his breath. You clicked your tongue, adding a little more pressure to his chest.

“Zoro. I’m talking to you.” You raised an eyebrow, biting the inside of your cheek to prevent a smile at the way he whimpered again, confirming your suppositions. “Don’t tell me you like this. Is it the pain or something else?”

“Stop talking nonsense!” Zoro snaps, lowering his arm to glare at you. “It’s nothing like that!”

“You’re not tired yet, and you’d have thrown me off already if you could.” You placed your hands on your hips, looking at him for a long moment—he was blushing, all tense. “Oh, Zoro,” you breathed a chuckle, kicking his side again and then his thigh, “it’s no shame you’re a masochist.”

“I—”

“You?” You raised an eyebrow. His breath hitched in his throat with how your foot pressed down to the inner side of his thigh, adding enough pressure to make him whimper again. “Expected more from you,” you sighed, letting your heel sink into his thigh more. The bulge in his shorts was becoming more evident. Okay. Your foot was back to the ground as you got down on a knee and leaned in. His face was so red. “Poor thing.”

Zoro closed his eye and took a deep breath before he started sitting up, glaring at you. “You better stop taking things the wrong way, you idiot.”

You raised an eyebrow, taking hold of Zoro’s jaw to make him look at you; the pressure of your fingers made him hiss a little, and his pupil was blown as he looked at you, swallowing audibly. “That’s hot,” you whispered, leaning in until your nose brushed against his. “Come on, Zoro,” you whispered, “you wouldn’t be turned on if I were wrong, would you?”

“Bastard,” Zoro grumbled again, but he didn’t fight this time.

“Maybe,” you chuckled, “but I’m certainly one that you love.”

Your lips pressed to Zoro’s firmly, holding his head in place until he finally started kissing you back, groaning softly. He really was a sucker for that, and he wished there’d been at least a little longer before you found out, and he… Fuck. A sharp pain spread through Zoro’s lip with the way your teeth sank into it, making him gasp and hold your forearm, but he didn’t stop you. If anything, he loved the way you kept tugging on his lips with your teeth until they throbbed and a metallic taste filled his mouth.

“Mmph, I hate you,” Zoro whispered as you forced his head to the side, drawing a moan from him with a bite on the neck.

“Oh, you’re into hate fucking as well?” You chuckled and licked over the bite mark. “We can fix that.”

“Won’t you shut up?” His attempt to sound at least intimidating failed again, his words cut off by a moan with the new bite, but your teeth didn’t leave the skin so soon—he whimpered and tightened his grip around your wrist. He gasped, unable to contain the sounds that spilled from his lips, and the bite mark throbbed at the same time his shorts grew uncomfortably tight. “Mm, babe…” He tried to catch his breath while you pressed soft kisses along his neck.

Goddammit, that was starting to do things to you as well. The fact that the pain you inflicted could make him so weak, turned him on that much… Your cock throbbed the more desperate he became.

Reluctantly, you let go of Zoro so that you could sit back on the ground, taking off your shirt with a sigh before you patted your lap. “Come here, let me give you a treat.”

Zoro narrowed his eye at you, practically pouting, but his red face gave him in; aside from his painfully hard cock that tented up his shorts. He slowly exhaled and straddled your lap, his shirt joining yours on the ground.

“That’s my man!” A grin tugged on your lips while you squeezed Zoro’s pecs, fingers pressing to the skin. They eventually clasped his nipple, and Zoro doubled over, almost pressing his head to your shoulder at the way you twisted his nipple. Just the thought of the pain made you hiss, but Zoro fucking loved that, right? He moaned, thighs quivering.

“(Y/n).” He pressed his forehead to your temple, breathlessly, still firmly holding onto your upper arms.

“Aw, you gotta let me have fun with my new find.”

You chuckled, kissing right below his ear; there was a grumpy hum in response, but he never said or tried anything to stop you. Your thumbs pressed to his nipples, giving each of them the same treatment. They were hard under your touches, becoming swollen as you tugged on them and twisted, trying to add the edge of pain that Zoro seemed to enjoy so much. He moaned into your ear, breath all out of pace, and his fingers sank into your arms whenever his moans went a pitch higher.

“Be a good boy and grab the lube, hm?” You let go of his chest to lightly slap his thigh instead, earning yourself a string of curses in response.

Fucking in the crow’s nest was practically a habit already, a stress reliever after intense training or a session to catch up with the need after long without intimate moments. Sometimes, it was just to kill the boredom during the night watch. Either way, it was no surprise that the bag with Zoro’s training stuff had lube in it. Just in case.

Zoro handed the lube to you before he took off his shorts and boxers, hissing a little when the cold air came in contact with his cock, tip flushed and shiny with pre-cum. He gulped as he noticed your eyes on it while you also got rid of the remaining of your clothes to allow him on your lap again.

“Man,” you sighed, wrapping your arms around Zoro’s waist to pull him closer, kissing between his pecs as he held on your shoulders. He caressed the skin gently, sighing at the feeling of your hands trailing down his ass, squeezing it. “I bet you’d cum in your shorts if I didn’t stop,” you chuckled against his skin, letting your tongue poke out when your lips came across his scar.

Zoro was about to complain when you bit down on his pec, and whatever he had to say gave place to a moan. You did that again—your mouth didn’t leave his skin so soon. “Mmph, fuck…” His fingers sank into your shoulders as he held himself back from squirming. The pain resulted in warm waves through his body that left his cock throbbing between his legs, leaking more, aching more.

“You’re down bad…” You raised your eyebrows, wiping the drool away from your mouth with the back of your hand before taking the lube in hand. Since he was so on the edge by now, you didn’t bother being quick. Damn, you wanted the fun to last.

A soft sigh came from Zoro while he waited, seeming to notice what you were doing, but he wouldn’t say a thing. The bite marks still throbbed a little, a little more intensely than the pain left behind where you’d kicked him or pressed your foot. He wanted more of that, so badly. The click of the lube’s lid being closed brought him back to reality, compelling him to perk up as you held the base of your cock and his hip. You didn’t even need to say anything—he lifted himself and positioned over your cock.

“Mmph, great,” you moaned. Zoro felt so good around you, tight walls clenching around your cock as he gasped, noisier than usual. He was so sensitive already, clinging to you, taking you in so well despite the small resistance. You bit your lip, switching your grip to his thighs once you finally bottom out.

Zoro’s hips immediately rolled against yours slowly as he tried to control his breathing. At the same time that he wanted more, he also wanted it to last. He bit his lip, closing his eye for a moment, just while he tried to find a faster and steady pace—he actually managed to do it, just for his hips to falter the moment your palm met the side of his thigh sharply.

“Fuck,” Zoro whimpered, clenching around you so deliciously.

“That’s it…” You turned your head up and let his forehead press to yours, groaning softly. “You feel s’good…” Your hands went up his hips, waist, and then to his back. His muscles were tense under your fingertips, already with a layer of sweat over them ever since your sparring training, but you could feel him tense up even more when your nails sank into his skin.

“Nnngh, (y/n),” Zoro breathed against your lips, “more…”

Who were you to deny that, even more so when he only became tighter around you? Milking you so good. He was such a good boy.

You bit your lip, going all the way up to Zoro’s shoulders and letting your nails drag down slowly as you made sure they sank into the skin. That’d probably leave marks, make his back all red, but you’d love staring at those later and remember that moment. Your cock throbbed, feeling Zoro’s gummy walls squeeze your cock even more, more often; it made your thighs quiver.

“Z—”

“Fuck you,” Zoro groaned, rolling his hips against yours deliciously, not even giving you time to react before he tugged the hair on the back of your head, tilting your head back. “‘M so close.”

“Then come,” you moaned. Warm pain spread across your scalp with the tug on your hair, unexpectedly helping the arousal grow in your lower stomach. “Damn it.” Your nails dug into his back again—he whimpered, rolling his hips against yours more frantically, and at the same time his grip tightened around your hair.

Zoro’s cum came out in thick spurts that stained both of you, hot against the skin, while he clenched tightly around your cock, as if trying to pull you in deeper. He still whimpered, unable to contain his sounds, pressing his eyes shut as he focused on riding out his high until the throbbing between his legs grew more sporadic. His fingers slowly let go of your hair as he let his weight down on your lap, pressing his forehead to your shoulder. Heavy breaths escaped his parted lips, chest heaving up and down at the attempts to catch his breath.

“Zoro,” you breathed.

“Hm?”

You clicked your tongue. “I’m not done. You’re not done.”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

"How do the monster trio act around (and eventually get with) their crush?"

☆ - Monkey D. Luffy, Vinsmoke Sanji, Roronoa Zoro x M! reader.

♡ - guys m'sososososo insane ab these three m'literally gunna explode | also !! jus cus reqs ar gunna be closed, doesn't mean m'won't be uploadin !! jus not takin reqs f'the time bein (❁´◡`❁)

— MONKEY D. LUFFY.

He's so clingy around you, more than he is with anyone else.

Always, always, shares his food with you. Especially if you were busy training before dinner.

He's always around you no matter what. Oh? You're trying to help Sanji cook? He's on the floor watching you. Want to go buy supplies for Nami? He's clung onto your back like a Koala. Want to sleep due to a long day? He's right there in your bed with you.

He's so dorky about it too! Wants to spend every waking moment with you but doesn't know that he has a crush on you, just always wants ta be around you!

He's so jealous without even knowing it. What are you doing hanging out with Usopp when he's right here??

"[Name]..." Luffy groaned, clinging to your back with a sad expression on his face. He had his limbs wrapped around your torso and his head between your neck. "You aren't going to talk with Usopp again, are you?"

You stop walking, staring at him through the corner of your eyes. "Yes? I thought you and Usopp were best buddies, what happened?"

Luffy groans louder, causing Nami to yell at him to shut up from her room. "Nooooo, stay here and talk with meeeeeeee!" He wraps his arms around you three times (thanks to his devil fruit) and starts to shake your body around.

"Luffy— I can't even move if you don't let go of me!"

Luffy looks at you with puppy dog eyes. "Why hang out with Usopp when I'm right here?! I should be the only one you have eyes for..." He pouts as he presses his cheek against yours.

Your body flushes. Did... did he realize what he just said?

"Luffy, you can't say things like that if you don't know what they mean..." You huff, trying not to look too deep into what he could've meant by that. Luffy says things he doesn't mean, so you don't want to get your hopes up.

That only seems to coerce Luffy into whining. "I do know what it means! I said it, dummy! Stupid!! You should be mine, not Usopp's! I'm cooler and better and bigger and amazinger and uhm, you're mine because I say so!!"

Amazinger...?

You can't help the giggle that comes out of you, trying to force yourself to calm down while Luffy shakes you repeatedly. "[Name] c'mon, you'll be mine, right? Not Usopp! Cause, he can't cook and he's a sniper!"

"What does him being a sniper have to do with anything? And besides, you can't cook either Luffy."

Luffy blanks for a split second before going back to what he was doing. "I dunno. Doesn't matter! C'monnnnn, [Name], you're bullying meeeeeeeee!"

You hold onto Luffy's arm with a laugh, pressing your cheeks together as a form of affection. "Yes, Luffy, I'll be yours."

Luffy stares at you with surprise before turning back to his usual happy-go-lucky self. "Yippie!! Now, we can do all the things boyfriends do! Like go on dates, and eat together, and sleep together, and—"

As he continues to list off all the things he thinks boyfriends do, you can't help but chuckle.

Not like you two weren't doing that before his confession.

— VINSMOKE SANJI.

(inspired by @/sanjisboyfie 's oneshot ab this tragic little adorable man !! :3)

It took so long for Sanji to realize he liked you because he's not used to being attracted to men.

Thought that every time you complimented his cooking and his heart swelled up, it was just the flu. Nothing interesting or important.

Then, he started noticing how pretty your features were when you were eating, or how embarrassed he gets whenever it's just you and him in the kitchen.

When he realizes he does like you, his mind utterly falters, because... why would you like him back?

Even though there are lingering fears in his heart, he always tries his best to please you. Even if it means blushing like a moron whenever you address him directly.

"[Name]! I uhm, made this for you since you were... hurt, during our last fight." Sanji muttered nervously, averting his eyes as he held out a plate of food. Something small and easy to digest, but a food you like.

You smile warmly as you take the plate from his hands, your fingers brushing slightly as Sanji's face flusters even more. "This looks amazing! Thanks, Sanji. Do you want to sit with me? The seas are calm tonight."

Sanji pauses as he looks at you. His cigarette is inches away from falling out of his mouth and his face dazes.

"Sanij? You okay? You can say no, I won't be mad. It's not even your shift yet and everyone needs sleep." You say with an airy smile as you turn your attention to the food.

Sanji was right (like he was most of the time when it came to you and food), after the 'Big Mom incident' you were quite injured (and hungry). Seeing all the... talking food, didn't do much to raise your appetite.

There's a soft thud right beside you, long black legs resting a safe distance away from yours. A comfortable silence falls between the two of you, even if Sanji's cheeks are flushed and he's nervously playing with his thumbs.

"Wowww, this is really good Sanji!" You say happily, flashing Sanji a warm smile as you return to eating the food so gracefully given to you. Oblivious to the man beside you whose face looks so red it rivals Luffy's signature vest.

Sanji looks at you with nothing sort of affection. It's not the same as when Nami or Robin compliment him, you just saying his name is enough to make him flustered, but being this close to you alone might send him into cardiac arrest.

"[Name]...?" His voice is quiet, staring at you with expectant eyes.

You pause eating, covering your mouth, and cocking your head in confusion.

"This uhm... might be a weird question, but do you um,, l-like anybody?" He becomes more flushed with every word that comes out of his mouth.

The second you take too long to answer he starts to curse himself out for even sitting down. Everything was going so well until he opened his mouth—

"Yes, I do. What, trying to feel out if I'm single?" You tease with a light chuckle, picking up the last bit of food and holding it out expectantly. "You want some?"

Sanji can't say no to you. Even if he tries his hardest, his body will not let him say no, not to an indirect kiss; especially when you're offering. Even if you might not see it in the same light he does.

He opens his mouth and lets you place the spoon in his mouth as your eyes turn into crescents. "See? Does it taste good?"

God— Sanji feels like he's going to explode.

He nods, begging himself to calm down before his mind starts to run.

"Oh," You say suddenly, "—that was an indirect kiss, wasn't it?" You lin hum thoughtfully and place the plate beside you, letting out a soft yawn as you stretch. "You sure you don't need to—"

"I am so in love with you."

"...pardon?"

Sanji stands up immediately, his face red. "Nothing!! I'm sorry, I'm really sleepy now so I'll—"

"Sanji, what did you say?" You ask carefully, holding onto his hand to try and stop him from running away.

"It's nothing, [Name], please just let me—"

"Sanji." Your voice comes off soft, relaxing your body so you come off as gentle and not hostile. "Just say it, one more time for me, okay?"

Sanji could feel his entire body burning up just from holding hands, more so from him getting caught blurting out his feelings again. He stares at the floor of the Sunny, too ashamed to look you in the eyes. "I... I'm in love with you? I'm sorry if you don't like me back, I didn't mean it I swear!"

"Sanji, what makes you think I don't like you back? Better question, what makes you think I didn't know?" You cock your head playfully, pulling him gently so he's sitting again.

"...what?"

You chuckle. "I've heard all the other embarrassing times you've confessed your feelings, it's just that the crew was around and I didn't want to put you on the spot. I've liked you since we met on the Baratie, silly."

Sanji's eyes widen as his mouth falls agape. You've liked him... for two years?!

"Sanji...?" You move up to straddle him, your hands resting on his cheeks. "Can I... kiss you?"

Sanji nods so fast he thinks his head might fall off.

You smile, leaning forward to press your lips together. Sanji's body physically relaxes as he practically melts into you, his face redder than blood.

It takes all his willpower and the need to breathe for him to finally pull away from you. His face is flushed and his breathing is heavy, staring at you like you're the only man in the world— like you're the prettiest thing in the world.

You giggle, pressing your heart onto his chest. "I love you so much."

Zoning back into reality, he carefully places his arms around your waist. "I love you too, so so much [Name],"

— RORONOA ZORO.

Zoro isn't good at expressing his emotions, everyone knows that.

So, when he figures out he might have a romantic attraction to you, he's confused about what to do. Considers asking Nami about it, but goes with Robin since Nami is... an interesting woman!

Robin tells him to be upfront with his feelings, or subtly tell the person.

He's a naturally mature person, having a crush on his crewmate doesn't change that by any means.

Even if he is cold to everyone, if you two are alone on the deck of the Sunny, he lets you sleep with him or touch his swords.

Just having you around is enough to calm him down. Seeing as his biggest love language is quality time and you enjoy talking about the randomest things around him, it makes his heart flutter whenever you act like he's the only person in the world who you care about.

"Mhm! And did you know that otters hold hands when they're asleep?" You point to an otter in the marine life book Zoro got you during your last pit stop.

Zoro shakes his head, his arms crossed with a small, barely noticeable amused smile on his face.

"Yeah! It's so they don't drift off when they're asleep. Not sure anyone knows why, but I like to think it's because they don't want to lose each other. After all, they're social animals! Oh! They also like to cuddle a lot—"

"Kind of like me and you, no?" Zoro interrupts with a playful aura, causing your train of thought to stop, face flushing as you stare at his smug expression.

"Um, y-yes! Like... like me, and you..." Your voice progressively gets smaller under Zoro's gaze. He moves closer, causing you to move your arms back, resting on your palms. "Zoro?"

"Keep telling me about the otters, don't worry," He replies coyly, grabbing you by the waist and bringing you into his lap.

Your face flushes, stuttering over your words as you nod. Shakily grabbing the book to bring it closer. Carefully picking your words, you begin speaking again. "They might also, uhm, hold hands because they don't have very thick fur. It could be to share body heat and keep warm, since they get cold easily."

"What if I said we were otters?" Zoro asks from behind you, resting his chin on your head.

"Ah, then we'd have to hold hands when we sleep!" Quickly realizing what you said, you try to reel it back in. "O-of course, only if you want to! I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, I know how much you like your personal space so—"

"You're in my personal space and it doesn't look like I mind very much, does it, [Name]?"

Twiddling your thumbs meekly, you shake your head no. Zoro laughs and takes one of your hands, putting it above his. The size difference is obvious, your fingers stop just below his second knuckle. Something about that causes a riot in your brain, especially when Zoro squeezes them together.

"Okay, another question," Zoro starts, moving the intertwined hands to your lap. "What if I asked you to be my boyfriend?"

You turn around immediately, staring at him with wide eyes. He isn't... joking, is he? Zoro doesn't normally joke about things (unless he's with Sanji), so it wouldn't make sense for him to joke about this. Especially when it's something so serious.

"Hm? What's your answer, pretty boy?"

You've liked Zoro ever since he sat down and listened to you talk about the different kinds of fishmen after the ordeal with Arlong. Zoro has never expressed romantic attraction to anybody, not even to the bountiful amounts of women who've expressed attraction to him.

Your mind blanks, and you must've been staring at him for too long because the smallest bit of worry falls on his face. "You okay? I'm not forcing you, you know? Saying no is okay."

Saying... no? To a man that looks like he was crafted by Zeus himself? Hell no! "No! I-I mean, yes, I mean—"

"Take your time pretty boy, I'm not going anywhere."

He's adjusted your position to where you're facing each other, hands still intertwined as he looks at you with a soft (?) expression. Taking a deep breath, you force yourself to make eye contact with him.

You've never looked at his this close before. Sure, you two have cuddled to sleep on countless nights, but then you were always faced away from each other.

He has long eyelashes. Not extremely long, but longer than you thought they were. Even if his eyes are black, you've noticed they soften whenever he looks at you, it makes him pretty.

Meekly, you nod. Holding your head down to try and hide your embarrassment. Before you can, though, Zoro stops you by lifting your chin up with his finger. "You can use words, can't you?"

It should sound condescending, the way he's talking to you, but it sounds more encouraging than anything. Even if there might be light teases mixed with his words.

"Yes, I, I would want to be your uhm... your boyfriend."

Zoro grins at that, pressing a quick kiss on your lips and twisting you around, pulling you closer so the back of your head is between his boobs pecs. "Love you, pretty boy."

"I-I love you too, Zoro," You force out, even if it feels like you're overheating due to the blood rushing to your cheek and... other places, as well as Zoro's added body heat.

You two truly were like otters.

Sleepy and sloppy

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x [gender-neutral, amab] Reader Summary: A lazy fuck in the middle of the night with Zoro. Tags: soft / he's needy / sleepy sex / bottom Zoro A/n: sloppy writing, sorry

Requested by anon ["Can you do Zoro x top male reader? Fluff/Smut"]

MASTERLIST

          “No,” you mumbled with a groan, feeling yourself being taken away from the comfort of sleep each time more, instead being shaken and forced back into consciousness without being ready for it. That bed was so comfortable, some luxurious bed in the guest room of the Alabasta castle as you crashed by. It was a rare opportunity and a very welcomed one, since the beds were much better than the bunks at the ship. Spacious, soft beds that didn’t send you suddenly rocking around because of the waves—there were none on land, anyway.

Still, all of that was taken away from you when firm hands gently shook you, making you groan and curse in protest, but it didn’t seem to work. Soft kisses along your neck replaced the shakes until a last one was pressed to your lips, accompanied by soft nibbles that sent the warm stings of pain sparkling through your skin. It was enough to force you to finally open your eyes, blinking until you were met with Zoro’s eyes looking back at you in the darkness as if he were waiting for that already.

“Zoro,” you mumbled groggily, trying to decide whether you wanted just to turn over and go back to sleep or hit him upside the head before that. “Mm, fuck, what time is that—”

“Babe,” Zoro mumbled against your lips, kissing them again.

No sunlight shined behind the curtains, nor could you hear any birds chirping—only the moonlight that slipped through the curtains illuminated the otherwise dark room. It was too early for that, so why was Zoro waking you up? Keeping your eyes open was hard, but you put a little effort into kissing him back a little bit.

“Come here,” you mumbled, wrapping a hand around Zoro’s waist to pull him in front of you to cuddle and go back to sleep—

Zoro shifted with a groan of complaint, continuing to squirm around. Couldn’t he lay still? A few slurred complaints escaped your lips as you tightened your arm around his waist and buried your face into the back of his neck. Maybe it’d make him stop. Or at least you thought it would—instead, he kept shifting around, his bare back rustling against your chest, the contact of skin against skin making you sweat a little. 

“Zoro—” You cut yourself off with a groan when Zoro shifted again. He kept putting pressure against your cock, his ass grinding against it almost every time he moved… It wasn’t doing anything to you at first, but your cock ended up twitching at the continuous stimulation. Damn it. “Damn it, Zoro, fucking lay still.” Even if it were just the two of you in the bedroom with thick walls, you couldn’t help but whisper-yell, just keeping the mood.

“Fuck you,” Zoro said with a groan as he hooked his leg with yours and rocked his hips back against yours. It was clearly intentional this time. So that’s what he woke you up for.

A sigh escaped your lips as you firmed your arms around his waist and ground against him in return, snatching a soft whimper from Zoro at the same time you groaned at the nice friction against your cock, inhaling his smell. “Mmph, okay, maybe I will,” you mumbled, mouthing on the skin behind his ear, leaving soft kisses there. It was a small battle between sleep and arousal that you could handle for now, as long as Zoro didn’t mind the slowness that came with the hard conciliation.

“Yeah, please,” Zoro breathed.

Zoro’s cock was hard in his shorts when your hand pressed to the top of it, giving him a squeeze through the strained fabric that made him groan and arch his back. His cock twitched under your touch, hot through the fabric, and you wondered how long already he’d been hard for. Maybe he had tried to sleep through it or humped you in your sleep—which was one of his favorite ways to wake you up—, but it wasn’t even important now that you slipped your hand into his shorts, his pubes tickling your palm. His cock already had some pre-cum dripping down the tip, making it easier to pump his cock, but it wasn’t exactly ideal. If only you had the lube… Oh, lube. You’d need lube.

“Did you bring the lube?” You mumbled against his skin, squeezing his cock around the base, feeling it twitch in your hold.

Zoro clicked his tongue, patting around until he retrieved a packet of lube from the bedside table. He usually carried some around in his haramaki just in case, so he’d probably put the stuff from his haramaki on the bedside table before he took it off to sleep, which was rather rare, but he knew you would’ve made him remove that bloody thing to sleep, even more so after a shower.

It took you a moment to gather the energy and fight back the sleep that soaked in your muscles so that you could finally shift around enough to pull Zoro’s shorts down properly and then your own. The lube packet was too hard to open, the foil slipping from your fingers while your eyelids heaved, but there finally was an opening. The lube warmed up on your hand as you spread it over your cock, breath hitching. Proper touch felt so good. You almost got lost for a moment, but eventually moved back to Zoro to lube him up with what remained on your fingers.

A low groan came from Zoro as your fingers trailed his entrance, feeling it flutter under your touch as it clenched around nothing in anticipation of your cock. Your fingers were fast and messy in spreading the lube in Zoro’s ass despite the way he seemed to want more, groaning in complaint when you pulled your fingers away. You didn’t have the energy to finger him right now, even more so with your own cock demanding attention between your legs.

“Hold on,” you mumbled. It took you a little more effort this time, needing you to prop up on your elbow, struggling to keep your eyes open until your cock finally started slipping inside Zoro, so you could lie down again, with your arms around his waist for leverage.

Groans and moans dissipated into the darkness of the room as Zoro’s walls accommodated around your cock, taking it in nicely. His hands were wrapped around yours, holding them tightly as he arched his back, finally receiving the pleasure he’d been aching for. A breath—more like a breathy moan—finally escaped Zoro once your cock was buried inside him as far as it could, his body tense and aching for yours. The position wasn’t the best, but it felt perfect for the sloppy and sleepy sex right now when the pleasure felt enhanced by the way the sleepiness clouded your mind and perception.

Your cock twitched inside Zoro before you could start moving your hips again, messily thrusting into Zoro, which sent pleasure sparkling up your thighs and spine nicely. He let out long moans, arching his back, and pressed himself closer to you in a fruitless attempt to get your cock deeper into him. His moans were breathy with the lingering sleepiness in them, and he sounded so hot like that. He felt so hot.

For a moment, your motions were slow and sensual, hitting a spot inside Zoro that made him tighten around you and his moans go a pitch higher, but you’d finish too soon if you kept doing that. The way his ass milked your cock while you slowly pushed it in and out of him… Exhaling slowly, you sped up your motions.

“Mmmm, babe,” Zoro groaned as he arched his back, hands tightening around the pillows.

“Yeah,” you mumbled, breath warm against the back of Zoro’s neck as you buried your nose in the crook of his neck, taking in his smell deeply while also pressing soft kisses to the hot skin. Your hand moved around until your fingers found his pec; the skin was soft under your touch, rising in shivers as you squeezed and fondled it before your fingers pinched his nipple.

Another whiny moan spilled from Zoro’s lips, becoming more frequent as you kept playing with his nipple, twisting it between your fingers. It would be between your teeth and under your tongue if you weren’t so sleepy right now. Even the motion of your hips felt hard due to the weight of sleep on your muscles, but the arousal rushing through your veins kept you going.

“Mmph, good,” you mumbled against his skin. You doubted the words reached his ears—at least coherently—, but you could barely understand what he babbled about against the pillow anyway.

Your hand went from his nipple to his cock, gripping the base of Zoro’s cock tightly before stroking it slowly. It was enough for Zoro to gasp, arching his back and groaning. Incoherent words escaped his lips among moans, while he folded one of his legs, bringing it up as it still pressed to the mattress, allowing your cock to sink a little deeper into him.

“Fuck,” you gasped at the way he clenched around your cock, the intensity making you pause when a strong wave of pleasure ran down your spine. Your breath shook as you moved a little, pressing closer to Zoro, pushing him onto his stomach as you moved on top of him. Your shorts made it hard to move at first, but you eventually kicked it off one of your legs—it was enough.

With a little struggle, you guided your cock into Zoro again; it met less resistance this time, so you didn’t have a lot of trouble missing the pleasure. Zoro’s back arched, his louder moans muffled into the pillow as he hugged it under himself. The new position required more effort, your elbows sinking into the mattress by Zoro’s sides as your muscles protested at holding yourself up in the position, but you were up to pay it, craving the new pleasure it gave both of you.

“So good,” you whispered against the back of Zoro’s neck, with short green hair tickling your nose. “Close?” The familiar warmth was already building in your lower stomach, making your balls tighten as your cock twitched.

Zoro must have said something in confirmation, but you could only get it through the faint nod he gave you, so you invested in moving faster, chasing your release along with his. It took only a couple of thrusts before Zoro gasped, arching his back and cumming under himself—which was no new, given how he’d been hard for longer than you and most likely had tried to get himself off. His ass was so tight around your cock, easily driving you to the edge.

A gasp escaped your lips as you bit the back of Zoro’s neck, breathing heavily against the skin as you sucked a mark into it whilst your thrusts became sloppier until you finally came, releasing into Zoro’s ass as you kept thrusting into him to make sure every little drop was pushed deep into him.

Zoro groaned, only releasing his death grip on the pillow after your motions came to an end. His back heaved up and down against your chest as it did the same, both of you panting heavily to catch your breath while descending from your high. The burst of energy was gone with it, making the sleep tug harder on you, and it took some effort from you to roll off Zoro and lay back against the pillow. The cold air replaced the warmth that Zoro once transmitted to your skin, feeling even colder with the light sheet of sweat that covered it.

“Damn it, I love you,” you whispered without thinking, just for the sake of it. A whiny groan came from Zoro, still muffled against the pillow, making you chuckle as you patted his shoulder. He shifted a little, promptly pressing to your side and burying his face into the back of your neck, also drained from the little energy that motivated him to ask for a fuck. He clung to you, making your heart flutter, as you wrapped your arms tightly around him and kissed his shoulder a couple of times. Your hand ran up and down his back as you slowly relaxed against the mattress to go back to sleep again.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

Turn ons’ on OP men

Male! Reader

Corazon, Shanks, Zoro, Sanji.

MINORS DON’T INTERACT

•The content below is explicit and it may blur the romantic concept of a minor’s mind. Please have discretion and do not read it if you’re under 18, i am not responsible of whatever problem you may present by reading this at a young age.•

Corazon/Rosinante Donquixote

•Seeing you walk around with his feathers coat.

Nothing looks more sexier for him than you on his clothes, the black feathers making your pretty eyes shine but more important how adorable you look. May be associated to his size kink but walking around in a clothe so much bigger than you just gives him more desire to pull you to his room and fuck you with feathers an’ all.

“Fuck..! Keep it like that, tightening around me so well…”

“Cora-san..!” You whimpered under him, whining and sandwiching most of your moans, you weren’t exactly allowed to be in bed with him.

“I think this coat fits better on you..Make sure to use it more often.” He kissed your forehead with a smirk and kept pounding into you.

Akagami no Shanks

•Jewelry.

Nothing looks hotter for him than jewelry of any type: Long necklaces, golden or silver chains around your neck, chokers, earrings..There’s something of the cold shiny material that gets him going all night. It’s just time till he drags you to the nearest private place on the Red Force to fuck you right, your pretty necklace hanging from your not-covered chest as the cold metal of your rings wrap around his length.

“Keep sucking me like that—oh god..” He whimpered the quietest he could as your jeweled hand pumped the base of his cock and your lips sucked his tip and the half of his length.

“Good boy..Sucking me so good with those pretty lips..~” he smirked and gave you a chuckled as his hand came to play and spin the rings on your fingers that were still wrapped around his girth for a sure grip.

Zoro

•You training.

God if he could choose one thing of you that is hotter than summer on Texas he would say watching you train. The way your locks of hair stick to your forehead; how your lips are slightly parted as you do cardio, or your heavy breathing while running. It all looks so fucking hot to him. The thin later of sweat makes your muscles shine slightly to the sun and when you throw your bottle of water on yourself by the heat he can’t help but groan at the sight of your wet shirt getting more transparent and showing your pecs. He’ll definitely fuck you from behind, taking you by the hips as you tried to do your plank repetitions.

“Your ass is so tight, you’ve been getting me hard all day with your stupid training routine, you can’t blame me— Ah!— now..” He groaned as he fucked you from behind, your pretty moans leaving your lips as clapping skin filled the room.

Sanji

•Taking his cigarette and blowing the smoke on his face.

As usual you were on the kitchen, sitting on the cabin as Sanji ended up cooking for the crew. He lit a cigarette as usual and offered it to you after him giving a few puffs, you took and, wanting to tease him, blew the smoke right on his face as he spoke to you in front of your face. His face got all red and damn, you weren’t going out of that kitchen any time soon.

“Sanji! Oh fuck, like that!” You moaned as the blonde man sinked between your legs, sucking hardly on your sex as you gripped his hair for dear life.

“Give me your sweet taste..” He mumbled, diving in his job again, people in this ship wouldn’t eat anytime soon.

A/N: Hope you liked it!

NEED YOU — TOP MALE READER X RORONOA ZORO

synopsis. zoro being drunk and needy for your attention was always a sight to behold. but after being way too focused on his training and barely interacting with you for a full week, it wouldn't be fair for you to just give him what he wants. guess he'll just have to earn it from you, one way or another. wc. 2.1k

tags. anal sex, drunk sex, fingering, slight feminisation, tit-sucking, overstimulation, reader edging both zoro and himself in the process, creampie, bit of cockwarming

It wasn’t often that you got to see him like this. 

Zoro pressed his hard-on against your abdomen, making a low, needy noise into the crook of your neck. You held in a leer as he clumsily rocked his hips against your crotch, thighs clenching around your hips, trying to get you hard and ready for him to ride. 

You chose to feign nonchalance. It was always more fun when you made him beg for it. “What’s the special occasion, hm? I smell sake.” 

Zoro mumbled your name, borderline whining, “Not the point.” 

“Yeah?” You grinned. “It’s part of your routine at this point, no? Drinking, sleeping, training. I don’t think you need anything else to keep you satisfied.” 

It wasn’t like you were angry with him. The time you spent together had been barely existent in the past week, with him busy perfecting his swordsmanship in the day and falling asleep immediately when you came to join him in bed. On lazy days he would be sneaking alcohol from the kitchen to drink, and then dozing off—but none of these activities involved you. 

It wasn’t like you were angry—just slightly irritated that maybe he had forgotten about you. But it didn’t matter now, did it? 

Zoro sat back on his haunches, eyes wide with defiance. “No, no—” He leaned in, pressing a sloppy kiss to your lips. “I need this—need you.” 

You kept the kiss as chaste as possible (if it even was possible, as he tried multiple times to stick his tongue into your mouth), hands moving to his waist to gently tug him back, ignoring his red, flushed face, drool almost trickling at the corner of his mouth. One kiss was all it took to reduce him to a mess. It was always a sight to see him drunk and needy, eyes hazy and lips parted, begging for you to take him right there. 

Not today, though. 

“Why’d you—stop?” Zoro panted, hands tightening on your shirt to pull you into another kiss, only to frown petulantly when you held him still. “What? What is it?” 

The corner of your lip twitched as you hid a sadistic smile. 

“I’m not in the mood.” 

“You’re—” Zoro’s eyebrows scrunched up, and he made a face. “And I’m not in the mood for—” He hiccups. “—jokes.” He grinds his front against the hard outline of your cock, letting out a brazen moan, as though proving his statement. 

“I’m not joking. I’m not in the mood.” 

“You’re always in the mood.” 

“Not today,” you told him, not even bothering to be apologetic as Zoro continued to helplessly grind against you, showing you how much he needed this, how badly he wanted it. “And that’s a biological reaction, it means nothing.” 

“Babe,” Zoro whined. “I’m—please—fuck, there, I said it!” He looked at you expectantly, as if he thought you were conditioned to respond to all his requests with one word. 

You looked at him, amused. “You thought I wanted you to beg?” 

“You didn’t?” Zoro frowned, confusion taking over his features before the possibility of you really not being in the mood dawned on him. Humiliation washed over him, and as though he wasn’t red enough already, a steady blush travelled down his neck and into the dip of his yukata, and if you were a weaker man, you would have ripped it off long ago to bite and suck at his huge chest until he was shivering with overstimulation, nothing but broken consonants of your name slipping past his lips. “Why now of all times? You’re, hngh—a cruel bastard.” 

“Am I not allowed to not be in the mood?” 

You grinned at him as he blinked back the tears gathering in his eyes, so painfully hard only to have you deny him of his birthright. 

“I got all ready for you,” Zoro muttered, glaring at you, “and this is what you do to me.” You were careful not to let any excitement show. After all, he had gone and prepped himself for you. He had probably laid on the bed with his hand between his thighs, three knuckles deep inside his tight hole and still pushing one more in—lifting his head with difficulty to watch them go in and out, in and out, feeling so full and yet not enough. 

“How about,” you suggested, smiling at him innocently, “you get me in the mood?” 

“What—how?” His head felt light from the alcohol, his mind was fuzzy, and all he wanted was that fat cock pounding so deep in him that he couldn’t even register the question. “Oh.” He swallowed. “I could.” 

Zoro got up from your lap, albeit a little pettish, and slowly crawled onto the bed. He slid his yukata over his shoulders to pool around his knees, revealing strong delts and a scarless back, save for the almost-faded bruises and love bites littered all over—the remnants of a heated night. Your eyes chased the bead of sweat that trickled down between his shoulder blades, down, down, down—until it reached two firm globes that you wanted to squeeze, or maybe spank them until they were red and aching, until he cried. Zoro canted his hips back to show you the wet, stretched-out hole between them, clenching and fluttering around nothing as he gave a pitiful whine into the pillow he held. 

That was when you realised. He had chosen a promising position, folding his arms and arching his back, pressing his tits onto the soft mattress, a keen, heated gaze thrown over his shoulder to make sure you were watching him. Presenting the most vulnerable part of himself to you. 

You were so fucking hard. But you weren’t going to give in so easily. 

Zoro, seeing as you gave no reaction, spread his legs a little wider, squirming on the sheets to settle into the right pose. He laid the side of his head on the pillow so you could watch, and then staring dead into your eyes, shoved three fingers deep into his mouth and moaned shamelessly around them, as though imagining it were your cock. He coated them with saliva as he slurped them, his blissful expression implying that he was sucking at anything but his fingers. 

You swallowed harshly as drool dripped down his face and onto the pillow, but he didn’t seem to care, only stuck the tip of his tongue out, sliding it between his middle and ring finger, as though mimicking the way he would toy at the slit of your cock. 

Fucking hell. You were moments away from ripping off your pants and pounding him senseless, but then apparently Zoro decided his fingers were wet enough—he pulled them out from his mouth, sticky spit drenching them. Reaching back, he deliberately made a mess as he slapped his fingers against the pink rim of his tight hole, the action making a wet, lewd sound, biting back a moan as one of them slightly dipped in. 

It wasn’t enough. It was never going to be enough. It wouldn’t matter if it was three fingers, four, five—the whole fucking fist—it wouldn’t matter unless it was your cock. He wanted it so fucking badly, but there you were, sitting there like a fool, not giving him what he wanted when he needed it the most. Zoro whines out your name as he shoves two fingers inside, impatient as usual—his hole clenched around them, unused to the sudden intrusion. 

Zoro’s cock hung heavy between his legs, untouched, as his other hand obediently supported his weight. He added one more finger, shuddering as he pressed against his prostate, good but not big enough. 

“Please,” he pleaded, the last of his dignity thrown out the window. “Need you so bad, ‘m gonna die.” He raised his head to give you one last look—face red and teary, lips red from being bitten so hard to suppress his moans, and you fucking lose it. 

In mere seconds, you had thrust to the hilt and Zoro had barely any time to adjust to the size, mouth forming a silent scream as his eyes rolled back. 

“Fuck, yes, yes, yes, finally—” he cried, hips meeting your thrusts as unshed tears streamed down his face. “More, harder—ah!” 

You repeatedly nailed his prostate from behind, setting an absolutely punishing pace as you brazenly groaned out his name, uncaring if anyone heard the two of you. “Zoro, fuck, so good, so good for me, so tight—” 

Zoro pushed back against you, always greedy for more, hands grasping for purchase on the sheets as he panted and whined into his pillow. Normally that wouldn’t do, but you would deal with that later—not now, when he was clenching down on you with every thrust, crying out profanities that would send a whorehouse to shame, “I’m yours, fuck me—hnngh, ah! Fuck me with your—cock! Use me, ruin me—” 

“Fuck—Zoro—stop that, it’s too soon—” 

Zoro craned his head to snarl at you, clenching down harder if anything, “I’ll fucking kill you if you come before me!” 

“Well loosen up,” you snapped back, pounding into him harder and deeper, as he sobbed at the new angle, pleasure swelling in his core. 

“More, fuck, fuck fuckfuckfuuuuuuck,” he cried, eyes glossed over as he whimpered, “I need more!” 

“You’re barely hanging on—” you groaned as he thrust back against you just right, making you see stars. “And you're asking for more—?” 

“Just give it to me, harder—” 

Little moans and whines were punched out of him with every thrust as the wet slap of skin against skin and sick squelching sounds filled the room, and you pulled out all of a sudden, watching him scramble to get back on your cock with a displeased growl, he was so fucking close, and still, and still—

You took the opportunity to grab his hips and flip him onto his back, ramming your cock back inside—a direct hit against his prostate, at the same time wrapping a hand around his cock and giving it a hard, firm jerk, thumb digging into the slit—and then Zoro’s coming, locking up tight, clenching down hard on your length as he damn nearly howls your name, eyes crossing and tongue lolling out, body shuddering with the force of his release. 

“I’m so close, fuck, Zoro, Zoro—” you moaned, hands positioned on the back of his knees, spreading his legs wide as you continued to fuck into his used hole, making his toes curl and his nails dig down your back, bordering on overstimulation. 

"Too much—I can't!" he cried, tears leaking out of his eyes as he struggled to keep them open. "Just fucking come already—"

You slammed into him harder, making him choke on a moan. You had originally planned on going easy on him, but you guessed he wasn't planning on walking tomorrow anyway.

“Come inside,” Zoro demanded, weakly glaring up at you as he dared you to defy him, despite panting heavily and still shivering from his body-wracking orgasm. “Wanna feel you.” His cock hung limply between his legs, jolting every now and then as you pounded into him, but it was going to take a while before he was fully hard again. 

You bent down to take his tit into your mouth, sucking at it like a lifeline, like you expected something to come out of it, and Zoro whined, trembling, his tight hole practically wringing you dry as you continued to nail him into the sheets, intense pleasure flooding your senses as you bit and sucked at his chest, the need to mark him up as yours overwhelming you. 

“Gonna come so hard, fuck, s’tight, s’good, mine, Zoro—” 

“Love you—” 

That did it for you. His lips parted and you dove forward to kiss him, bending him in half as you did—cock stuffing him to the brim while you keened, vision whitening out as you moaned shamelessly into the kiss. As you pumped him full of your come, he clenched hard around you, trying to keep it all inside him. 

“Love you too,” you gasped belatedly, panting. 

You shuddered as you felt Zoro’s legs lock around your waist, stopping you from pulling out. 

“Keep it in,” he muttered, eyes drooping. “Take it out in the morning.” 

You watched with fascination as Zoro fell asleep within seconds, snuggling back onto the pillow he had moaned and drooled all over earlier, and you wondered how it was possible for someone who had been so insanely erotic to shift back into his usual sleepy self in a matter of moments. 

Chuckling to yourself, you pressed a lingering kiss to his forehead and settled down beside his sleeping form, making sure to plug him up properly with your cock and not letting even a single drop of your come spill from his hole.  masterlist!

Loving your Sigma x Reader x Nikolai!!!! Keep up the good work pookie/p

Thank you sm and ironically my best friend calls me pookie so I’m flattered

Any spoilers of fics you're working on and that I can look forward too? 😍😍

Since you asked nicely I’m working on a threesome fic with Zoro x male reader x Sanji and the rest I’m keeping a secret for later times ;}

Ola Zoro x male reader head cannons SFW/NSFW

Female aligned and minors dni 18+ only blog

Sorry it took so long for new content I have had some of the worst writers block ever and I just watched one piece live action and I’m feeling some way for Zoro, anyway I hope you enjoy ;}

SFW

Zoro as a lover is cold around people and doesn’t display affection around others with you but once the two of you are alone he is a different person he likes the closeness but he will never admit it. Zoro is very touched starved from all his years of pirate hunting and training so he can get clingy at times without noticing

Zoro is very protective of you even more than he is with his crew because you are the first man that he has ever been with and he doesn’t want to lose you. Zoro’s love language is quality time he loves helping you or just spending the days laying around with you and his crew, since he isn’t the best at expressing his emotions and how he feels he likes showing you how he feels by spending time together.

When Zoro first started to like you he denied himself a lot by saying how he felt for you was “unnatural” and he shouldn’t feel this way about another man much less his crew mate. Zoro had some deep rooted internalized homophobia from when he was a kid some of the things from that time period was look down on.

Zoro has since gotten over his old beliefs after he met you, you have helped him accept himself and be ok with being in love with another man and now Zoro wouldn’t change that for the world.

NSFW

When you and Zoro finally have sex he is very gentle and doesn’t want to hurt you. Zoro is a dom and a top he can be a soft or hard dom depending on his mood but your first time together he was soft and intimate.

Zoro is into bondage and bdsm he also has a soft spot for knife play or in his case swords, he will tie you up and fuck you on your back while tracing a knife down your neck and chest.

Zoro makes you have a safe word and will ask you how you feel during more extreme sex. Zoro love your chest and nipples, Zoro will fuck you on all fours while playing with your nipples from behind.

Zoro love sucking and teasing the tip of your dick until it is all red and leaky like a faucet he enjoys the feeling of being in control of your orgasms and love to watch you rut up against his hand trying to get any friction while you whine and beg.

Zoro love biting and sucking on your neck, stomach, thighs Zoro loves seeing you fucked out on his cock while he sees the bruised and bloody marks on your body and he knows your into it by the way your cock twitches every time he licks the blood off you.

Zoro goes crazy anytime you beg him to fuck you but he makes you wait until you break and start crying and begging he loves seeing the salty tears and your flushed red cheeks being all desperate and frustrated for him it makes him go crazy and fuck you like there is no tomorrow.

Bartender AMAB reader stumbles upon Luffys crew and has a threesome with Sanji & Zoro?

Two is better that one [UNFINISHED]

I’m sorry it took me so long I’ve been having a few things going on so this is unfinished, if something changes or my writers block goes away I will come back too it and Finnish the rest :/

Female aligned dni 18+ only blog NSFW content below

My life was boring vague even I was just a simple guy on a small island who bartends for extra cash and today was like all the others or so I thought.

My regular customers stumble in and place the same orders as all way leaving me with a taste of Deja vu in my mouth as I fix their drinks this was set in my brain like coding on a computer but what I didn’t expect was a crew of pirates to stumble into town today much less two pirates taking interest in me.

“What can I get you to drink?” I ask the green haired man as he bickers back and forth with a blonde “whiskey” the green haired man grumbles as I turn to the blond “and you?” I ask him “well what might your name be beautiful?” the man says with heart eyes as he flirts shamelessly with me making the green haired man angry and starts shouting “oh for fucks sake do you have to flirt with everyone?! It’s bad enough you flirt with every woman now him?” The green haired male says angrily then the blonde chimes in shouting too “please stop bickering you two” I say with a sigh as I stare at the men “sorry about him the names Zoro, and you?” He asks me in a deep voice “oh uh it’s y/n” I respond then turn back to the blonde “now you what do you want to drink?” I ask him unimpressed by his previous flirting “how about yourself and the name is Sanji” he smirks “I’m not on the menu tonight” I say calmly trying to hide any flush that keeps to my face “well I bet you could be, I mean after all you do look delicious doesn’t he?” Zoro asks Sanji the two of them staring at you like you were there next meal and oblivious you were there next meal.

Hah~ “you moan out as you get pushed onto a bed oh how did you get here a few drinks and shitty pickup lines and the next thing you knew you were sitting on a creaky ship bed as Zoro roughly kisses you and Sanji get on his knees between your legs and starts palming you making you groan into Zoro’s rough kiss as he slips his hand under your shirt pulling it off leaving your s/c chest bare and naked as the both look you up and down “I bet you taste delicious huh?” Zoro whispers in your ear and before you could respond his mouth makes it’s way to your hard nipple and his hand to the other as Sanji unzips your slack leaving you in your boxers hard “looks like somebodies excited huh~” Sanji teases as he holds your thighs apart with his hands from between your legs “mh please~ “ you whimper out as you throw your head back slightly as Zoro suddenly stops teasing your sensitive nipples and Stands up, “take your boxers off and get in the bed” Zoro demands in a husky voice as Sanji stands from between your legs and the slowly get undressed as you watched staring and getting hard at the veiw of their muscular bodies as you quickly go on the bed and threw your discarded boxers in the floor while you feel flushed under their eyes as they lustfully stare at you “better” Zoro grunts as he crawls between your legs and Sanji crawls behind your head “on all fours now”Zoro said sternly.

“Such a good boy for us isn’t he zoro~” Sanji says with a grin as you eagerly get on all fours with Sanji dick in your face “yes he is, now suck baby” zoro says as he places his fingers in my mouth making me suck “good” he grunts as he pulls his fingers out and spreads your ass cheeks before prodding one finger in the tight ring of muscle as you clench around it “fuck~” you groan at the new sensation “such filthy words maybe you need someone to keep you quiet hm doesn’t that sound nice sweet boy?” Sanji says in a sweet voice as he raises your chin with his hand and puts his dick on your lips as you start to hazily suck while zoro adds another finger prepping you making you groan around his cock “I think your ready enough for me boy” Zoro says as he aligned the tip of his cock with your hole and slowly pushed in making tears build in your eye from the pain, you felt like you were being split open “your doing so good for us” Sanji say with a smilie as he lifts your chin, your mouth still stuffed with his dick but not having much time to think as Zoro starts moving inside you making you feel him graze your prostate “hmm~” you moan out muffled around sanji’s cock as Zoro grips your hips and starts to slowly move leaving you weak “fuck your tight” Zoro hisses as he pulls out his hips soon slapping against your ass as he fucks you”

Hands on my knees ~

Men who love it when you give messy blow jobs, just holding your head up by your scalp or pulling on your hair as you drool rolling your eyes forward making eye contact as their cock keeps your mouth too full to talk leaving you just gurgling mindlessly.

Men who hold one leg up fucking you in your bed putting their fingers in your mouth making you choke and suck on them as they snap their hips forward making your body jerk with each thrusts as you lay all fucked out and lewd.

Men who bend you over their knee fingering you harshly over and over rubbing up agaisnt your prostate milking it as they keep holding you bent by the arch of your back until you cum all over yourself.

Men who hold their face in your neck grunting in your ear whispering lewd words about how good you feel around them and how they wanna stay inside you forever, holding your body close skin to skin with you under them as they fuck you senseless.

Men who are silently great with after care despite them being so rough with you in the bed, clawing all the cum off you washing up the bed sheets bringing you pain killers if you need them, outside of sex they are total sweethearts and no one would ever think them to do such dirty things to you.

—Nanami, Kunikida, Toji, Sukuna, Jotaro, Zoro, crocodile, Uzui, Gojo, Geto, Bram, Choso