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“I want you to know I’m usually not like this,” it came out whinier than Sanji wanted, but hopefully the message rang true. Zoro simply hummed as he slid off the bed to finally strip off the rest of his clothes. “I’m serious! It’s just been a while and—” a brief fumble of speech when Zoro’s pants fell away, “—and um a-and by a while I mean a long ass time and a man has needs ya know?!”
Zoro climbed back on the bed and settled over Sanji in between his legs. After cumming, Sanji seemed to be a bit more lucid. Zoro didn’t want that. He didn’t want him to overthink this and back out, so he needed to get his cook back into a state of greed. Quickly.
His hand came up and buried itself in his hair and pulled roughly, exposing Sanji’s throat and getting a stuttered moan in response. His other went back to torturing his swollen nipples, “You don’t have to explain anything to me, Baby.” Zoro’s voice was so deep in his ear that it felt like it rattled through his head, knocking away reservations he had about what was about to happen. “You’re so lewd. You fall into pleasure so easy,” his lips slid, sucking deeply and nipping intermittently down his neck, “I’m sure it was hard abstaining when your body is so needy.” Zoro licked where his neck met his shoulder, “So you don’t have to hold anything back tonight. Be greedy. Ask for anything. Because I’m not gonna hold back. I’m going to be greedy. I’m going to take everything I want. And we gotta be equals, Cook.”
Sanji was losing his mind again, and this time he didn’t fight it, letting the buzzing in his body and brain overwhelm him. He didn’t think it’d be possible to let himself go like this with Zoro, but the roughness of his actions sent arousal pumping through Sanji’s body while his words set Sanji free of any embarrassment. “Zoro I want—” his need must’ve been easy to see because Zoro knew at that moment to sink his teeth in harshly, possibly enough to draw blood. They both groaned when Sanji’s body’s reaction ground their erections together. The entire area was absolutely filthy from lube, Sanji’s cum, and Zoro’s precum, “Now. Please now. I can’t wait anymore,” Sanji was frantic, holding on to the back of Zoro’s neck and reaching down to angle his dick into himself.
Zoro caught his hand and pushed it back into the bed next to his head, and as soft as Sanji’s ever heard him said, “I’ve got ya, Sweetheart. Let me worry about giving. You just take.” His hand released his again, but Sanji felt just as pinned by the command and didn’t move it from its place. A chaste kiss was pressed into his lips, and then Zoro entered him all at once, filled him, stretched him past what three fingers were able.
Zoro watched Sanji’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and his jaw dropped as his back arched into a beautiful curve. The scene momentarily pushed Zoro into a lust hazed insanity. Without allowing any rest to get used to his size, he gripped the back of Sanji’s thighs, spread his legs, and snapped his cock out to the tip only to slam it back in. “Fuck,” Sanji’s scream pushed him harder, and his pace quickened.
“Yeees baby fuck you’re tight, so wet, so good. Does it feel good? Is my dick everything you were aching for?” Sanji nodded enthusiastically, “So fucking good Zoro oh my god it’s good so big ah hah I f-feel like I’m going crazy.” Their eyes connected, and they fell deeper into their debauchery. “Choke me,” Sanji’s voice was strained, and he was clenching so tight around him that Zoro knew he was close. He led one of Sanji’s legs around his waist, and he hitched the other onto his shoulder, hugging his thigh flush to his abs, splitting him beautifully. His other hand slid up until it wrapped around Sanji’s slender neck and squeezed firmly. “It’s so sexy when you’re shameless,” Zoro breathed out before he started to move again.
Sanji’s whole existence was pleasure, and the vestiges of his mind latched into Zoro as pleasure. So Sanji’s whole existence right now was only Zoro. All he could feel. All he could see. All he could think about. He couldn’t breathe, but Zoro was already in his lungs so it didn’t matter. He started to lose consciousness and that’s when the hand around his throat lifted. The rush of air brought euphoria, and he came so hard he might’ve ended up passing out for a second anyway.
Zoro’s head was no better. Sanji’s surrender to his pleasure, to him, was sending him to highs he’d never been. He had had to force himself to refrain from cumming from Sanji’s body squeezing him in during his orgasm. He listened to Sanji’s voice, so sexed and rough, brokenly telling him almost nonsense with little pants in between phrases, “everywhere.. you’re.. oh Zoro.. it feels.. best.. ahhh can see..I want.” Zoro chuckled fucked stupid? Check.
He leaned forward with Sanji’s leg still high, testing his flexibility, and after receiving no complaints, leaned all the way down over him to kiss his pretty cook. Sanji’s mouth fell open easily and his tongue softened against every swipe of Zoro’s own, completely submissive and pliant, all for him. He’d earned it. Zoro’s brief lucidity fell away from him with every demanding lick that was met with soft whimpers and obedience. He bucked into Sanji this time chasing his own pleasure. He broke the kiss off to breathe but didn’t go far, still so close that they were panting into each others mouths. Zoro looked into Sanji’s eyes and hoped that the emotion that he saw there mimicked him own. He was so close. His rhythm was faltering, but his strokes were still deep and aimed at Sanji’s prostate.
Sanji sobbed, opening crying from the over stimulation, but the look in Zoro’s eyes made him hang on. He wanted to see when Zoro tipped over the edge. He wanted to see if that look would still be in his eyes after the pleasure had ended.
Zoro was at the edge, and couldn’t stop his stream of consciousness, “I want you Baby. All the time. Don’t let anyone else touch you anymore. Please? Be mine? Be all mine, Sanji.” His head ducked down so that he could latch his teeth on his neck as he whited out, drenching Sanji’s ass with cum, hoping it felt as claiming as he wanted it to.
For a while they just laid there trying to breath, but once it no longer felt like hyperventilating, Zoro gathered his nerve to look at the man he wanted to love him back. Sanji turned to look back. The look in his eyes was still there. He smirked, “All yours.”