Getting stuck isn't all it's made out to be

"WHAT?" Zoro stood there in shock, completely dumbfounded as to what to do.

Sanji took a long drag and blew the smoke in the baffled swordsman's face. He gave him a look that said he thought him a brainless idiot and tapped his ashes off into the ocean. Grunting in annoyance the cook turned and walked away.

"Che, never mind. I knew you weren't up for the challenge anyway." Sanji waved over his shoulder as he returned to the galley. "You probably wouldn't know what to do anyway and I'd be stuck trying to teach your sorry ass. It wouldn't be worth it."

"Oi, now hold on a minute." Zoro dropped the weights he had been holding, and stomped after the blonde, much resembling a spoiled child that hadn't gotten his way. "Damn it, shitty-cook, get back here!"

When the two of them had disappeared into the cook's domain, Nami started taking bets as to what they were doing. At the moment, the odds were in favor of them having sex.

Several crashes and a few muffled shouts later, the entire crew had pasted themselves at the door, trying to listen. The window had been blocked off with something, so peeping was no longer an option. After a moment they heard Zoro's annoyed voice.

"Damn it, it won't work."

"Use more of that. It will make it easier."

"It feels weird."

"You don't care if you're covered in blood, but this bugs you?"

"That's different, I like blood."

"Well, I can fix that if you want, but it'll ruin everything."

"Che, how's this?"

"Better, but loosen your grip or you'll kill it. Just keep the motion steady and smooth."

"Fucker, I can't concentrate with you breathing down my neck like this."

"Well then turn around so I can talk to your face."

"As if, I don't want to look at you while we do this."

"Don't worry, I wont tell them. Besides, they'd never believe me anyway."

"I swear if you do, I'll shove this so far up your ass you'll taste it for weeks."

"Che."

"Ow fuck! That hurt."

"Loosen up, Marimo or you'll break it."

"I can't believe I'm doing this with you. How does that feel?"

"Hey, that's pretty good. You're getting better. I guess you can be taught."

Several more crashes and grunts were heard before a loud thumping started.

"Keep it quiet Marimo."

"Fuck off ero-cook."

"Are you done yet?"

"Um…."

"What?"

"I'm stuck. It wont come out."

"What do you mean you're stuck?"

"Hey, I didn't do it on purpose ok? I guess I didn't use enough of that stuff to keep from sticking."

"Ok, we can fix this… I think."

Not able to take it anymore, Nami burst into the galley and froze. There at the table, were the ship's Cook and Swordsman, covered in flour and currently wrestling to remove the mess entangle on Zoro's hands. Sanji smirked at him and taunted.

"Ha! I was right! You are completely unable to do anything without using brute force! I knew it! All you know is swords and that's it. It's no wonder that you're a virgin."

Nami and the others groaned in disappointment and shut the door, frustrated that they all had been wrong as to what the men were doing. If only they had stuck around another thirty seconds.

"So what if I am, at least I don't try to screw anything with a screeching voice and tits."

"How about someone with no tits and a tight ass?" Sanji had finally removed most of the dough from Zoro's hands and watched as the swordsman washed the remainder off in the sink.

Zoro paused for a brief moment, contemplating if it was a trick or not, before tilting his head in Sanji's direction. "Is that a challenge?"

"Do you plan on being gentle?" Sanji retorted.

Zoro's smirk said everything and Sanji crushed their lips together in a fierce kiss. Virgin he might be, but that didn't mean Zoro didn't know how to use his mouth. Sanji moaned into the kiss and ground their hips together, as each of them began to tear off the other's clothing.