The blonde lay spread on his back as Zoro rolled his hips to drive deeper into his stretched willing hole, a panted mantra of "yes, yes, yes" broken every now and again by low moans or choked cries of the swordsmans name. Zoro pushed the chef's legs up til his knees almost touched his shoulders, picking up speed. A sly grin stretched acrossed his face. "Look at you, moaning like a whore just from my cock. Hell even putting my fingers in you had you begging me to fuck you. Is that all it takes cook? A few of my fingers and you turn into a desperate slut?"
Sanji could only give a choked moan in response as the swordsman hit that spot inside him that made him see stars over and over again.
The cooks back arched high off the mattress of the hotel bed. A sob of pleasure left his lips before he could cover his mouth. His ladies were in the room next door, and he didn't want their lovely ear to hear such dirty things, especially from him.
Zoro growled and moved his hand away from his mouth. "Don't you dare, I want to hear you."
Sanji tried and failed to glare at him. His powerful legs trembled in the swordsmans grasp. "Z-Zoro, please."
Zoro gave him another sly slightly sadistic grin. He loved seeing the cook like this, spread out and desperate as he was speared on his cock, loved hearing all the needy little moans and cries of his name that would fall from the cooks lips. "Please what?"
The cook gripped the sheets tightly and gave another low moan. He hated (yet secretly loved) when Zoro made him do this, made him beg him to cum. It was both the most annoying, yet hottest thing about their sex. "Please..let me cum. Take it off. Please." the last bit coming out in an almost embarrassingly desperate whine.
Zoro grinned again and decided to tease his cook a little bit more. "Take what off? Oh, this?" he said and gently touched the metal ring at the base of Sanjis cock, making the cook whine a "yes". The swordsman smirked and ran his finger along the ring. "I don't know, I think I like you like this better, desperate and writhing."
Sanji whined lowly in his throat. "Zoro, I need it, please! Don't make me beg anymore marimo!" Zoro slowed his thrusts until they were slow and shallow, making the cook whine and push his hips back in a desperate attempt to get him deeper.
Zoro undid the clasp and slowly slipped the ring off Sanji's cock, before slamming into him and returning to his brutal pace. Sanji screamed as his head shot back and his eyes widened in shock. His knuckles white as he gripped tighter on the sheets, moans and cries spilling from his lips unrestrained. A few more thrusts against his spot and his vision went white, a scream of the swordsman's name followed by a loud tearing sound all he heard before white turned to black and everything went silent.
When the cook opened his eyes again, it was still dark outside, but hints of sunrise peeked from the top of the sky. Sanji felt something warm and hard against his back and wrapped around his chest, soft snores in his ear.
It wasn't the first time the swordsman had made him pass out from an orgasm..but it still irked him to no end. Stupid sexy marimo and his stupid sex skill..stupid. He sighed and looked at the little clock on the nightstand. 5:45 a.m., so he hadn't overslept. As the cook of a crew (meaning Luffy) that ate as much as theirs he had taken to waking up early to prepare breakfast for everyone. It took alot to feed their crew (Luffy), and a lot of time to prepare all that food. Oh well, at least none of it was wasted.
He was about to get up when he suddenly remembered that this hotel had a free complimentary breakfast buffet, one of the reasons Nami-swan has chosen it. He smiled to himself and laid back down with his snoring marimo. This poor hotel had no idea what they were in for when the captain woke up.
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