Dirty Dreams
AN: I own nothing as always not as good as my other drabbles shamefully >>;;
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Dirty Dreams
Zoro mumbled in his sleep as he turned around feeling a body next to him, they had been travelling to Yuba and the tent space was limited. The body was close and it seemed to fit into a dirty dream he was having about a certain blond haired chef.
His hand trailed down the person's body and he could feel them shiver at the touches, if he faked sleep then he could get away with this and hopefully Sanji was a deep sleeper like the rest of them. His hand travelled down until it got to it's goal..
He wrapped a hand around the long object; it was already hard maybe Sanji was having a dream of the same nature? It didn't matter as long as he didn't wake up. Zoro had no desire to go flying through the sand at four in the morning.
He then started to move his hand up and down and heard a few mumbles in the other males sleep, he smirked feeling like he was getting the desired reaction which seemed to be more whimpers and mumbles.
Next day
Zoro yawned and stepped out the tent feeling proud of his actions the night before and smirked sitting the fire everyone was eating around, he sat down next to Luffy and picked up a bowl of rice just waiting for Sanji to start. He glanced over to Usopp.
"What happened to you?"
"Oh, someone yanked my nose really hard during the night" He shrugged.
And so the poor person opposite Zoro, which happened to be Ace, got rice propelled at them as Zoro gawked in horror.
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