The wood panels creaked lightly as he stepped into the room.

He caught the scent of a perfume she'd borrowed without permission from Nami.

"You're here..."

"-I have a proposition for you."

The terrifying woman was obscured by shadows.

Why this deadly infiltrator of a new crewmate had called him down to the ship's storage room while everyone was asleep was a mystery. If you could even call this tiny excuse of an enclosure a room.

The way a single flickering lantern placed atop a crate lit her in the dark flatteringly was likely just another deliberate and conscious way for her to game other individuals.

She knows exactly what she's doing.

He was fully prepared to kill a woman for the first time in his life, or at the very least gash her arms with his blade, should she try to snap his neck the way she was known to.

"What do you want." He growled at her from in front of the entrance.

She walked a soft and cautious step toward him, then leaned on one leg with her hand on her hip. Surrounded by supply barrels and crates, here and there were the odd souvenirs from past destinations of the Going Merry.

"I just thought we could have a chat." She purred, locking her eyes on his enthrallingly.

He maintained eye contact angrily, not letting his confusion show despite being a mess of different sensations.

"I'm listening. Spit it out."

"Mr. Swordsman…" She enunciated it musically, as if savoring the taste of his title.

"… I'm keenly aware that you aren't huge on me. And while I prefer to get along with colleagues, I don't need you to trust or desire my company."

Robin sat down on a barrel, a little too close to him for his comfort. Her legs were crossed, the top one was playfully lifting up towards his silhouette with a leather shoe tip.

Shit. He felt his crotch reacting to her proximity.

"What's up with the secrecy?" He was fighting an internal battle to remain stoic towards her.

"You'll find out soon enough." She leaned her head against her shoulder as she gracefully curled her lips upwards. Dropped her leg back down.

She's using mind games, she could assassinate you and throw Luffy in the damn ocean. Take out the whole crew in one fell swoop with her ability. The ship would be hers to use as she pleases.

Zoro focused intensely, observing her every micro-action while he replied once more.

"When I say spit it out, I mean spit it out. Don't waste my time."

"Very well." She said.

"As we've established, you don't have to like me. The truth is though, you might say I've come to acquire a sort of interest in you."

He lifted one eyebrow, still largely frowning…

"What is this, a love-confession?"

With a sultry chuckle she looked to the side in amusement.

"No. Most definitely not."

He couldn't help but notice his pants getting tighter again.

She continued: "We're both adults, Roronoa Zoro. I know enough about you to know you're acquainted with the ways of the world."

"Where are you going with this?" He asked her flatly, in his husky voice. Swallowing a tight lump in his throat.

She looked at him with her half-lidded, glistening irises.

"You don't have to like me for us to have some timeless fun together."

By the perverse smirk she was sporting, he knew right off the bat she wasn't asking if he wants to go fishing.

"You're asking me to fuck you." His pride swelled up some more.

"Such coarse words..." The archeologist feigned indignation with very little effort.

"…You're close to being right. I'm asking if you're interested in fucking me."

He was grateful the lantern's dim yellow shade was obscuring his blush.

"Same damn thing."

Robin got up from her unorthodox seat, her chest bounced in her low-cut top appetizingly as she did so.

Zoro took a deep breath. His expression becoming no friendlier than usual as he glanced up from the edge of her revealingly short skirt.

"How do I know this isn't a trap?" He remained near the front of the door, his arms crossed in front of him. She didn't mind at all, as it put his well-crafted forearms on display.

"Because, if I wanted to kill all of you and steal the ship I wouldn't be so asinine to try it in the middle of the ocean…"

She looked him in the eyes without blinking.

"Even with my abilities I don't have the man-power to fill every role on the crew."

Zoro wasn't an unperceptive man, and she didn't seem like she was lying...

Zoro put his hand on the back of his head and shut his eyes tightly in thought.

"You're not afraid of getting sick, or pregnant?"

"Ah, the great thing about my field of expertise… Is that you pick up quite a few tried and tested methods of contraception as you study ancient civilizations. I'm quite protected at all times." She smiled sweetly, almost mockingly so.

He thought to himself for a few more seconds, but the way his blood was pulsing made it very difficult to focus.

Robin began to head for the door in disappointment: "Well, I'm not going to b-"

Zoro shut the door behind him somewhat loudly. He turned the tall woman around somewhat violently so that her ass faced his lower abdomen. Zoro pushed her toward the barrel she'd been sitting on and she put up no resistance, planting her palms on its top as she curved herself toward him receptively. He removed his sword cases from his Haramaki, placing them within arm's reach.

Robin's mouth popped open with a gasp as the man grabbed her leg, and traced his way up, stopping near her entrance briefly.

He then gingerly ran his finger against her clit while it was still shielded by the fabric of her underwear. Her face twitched in pleasure as he slipped them to the side and inserted a sturdy finger to explore her.

Doesn't exactly seem like she needs much prep… He leered. His presence alone could put her in such a state. The thought made him even more eager to get inside.

When he decided he'd teased her insides enough, he pulled her shirt and bra down to reveal her humongous, creamy breasts. He ground himself against her bottom in frustration as he pressed his hands up into them fiercely and inhaled the skin on her neck. Robin was lost in a cloud of pleasure. Her eyes were rolling up, she was having increasing difficulty standing up straight.

The excitement was getting to be too much to wait any longer. Zoro unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, pulling out his already stone-hard manhood and plunging himself into his sultry recipient in a smooth powerful motion.

She cried out in satisfaction. Her walls were so grabby that as she enveloped him, he had to stop for a moment and collect himself so as not to release prematurely. Zoro moaned softly as he breathed deeply and loudly and began to slam himself into her back and forth, closing his eyes in ecstasy and playing firmly with her mammaries as he did so.

"Ohhhhh…"

She smiled, never having heard him produce such an uncontrolled sound before. Robin adjusted her posture to allow him even deeper in.

He released one of her breasts and massaged her clitoris instead as he began to change his thrusts to a higher speed and a shorter range.

Robin felt another burst of animalistic excitement in her pelvis as he did so, a wet sound occurring now from the sheer amount of fluids produced between them. She hiked her skirt up with her hand as the fabric was getting in the way.

She lowered her torso down onto the barrel, forcing his hands out of the way, unconcerned with potential splinters as she moaned hoarsely at his girations. Zoro used his now-free hands to grab her by the hips and ram into her powerfully again.

He pulled out his penis momentarily to have a good look at their soaked genitalia, he needed to remember this image… In case it never happened in the future again.

He slowly, teasingly entered her heaving body again, remaining this time only about a third of the way through her canal as she quivered against the barrel.

"Ohh." He sunk himself back in all the way as her body enveloped him.

He sped his attentions up, the change pleasing both of them vigorously.

"Ah—I'm already so close!" She whimpered desperately. Her tits rolling back and forth the wood in time with the rythmic rippling of her anatomy.

He took pity on her tone and began to thump into her even harder. Her nipples rubbed against the cold hard surface underneath her as she reached backwards trying to pull his sides toward her with urgency.

Her sharp breaths and quiet moaning filled the room as she came violently. Her desperate arms only managing momentarily to get a grip on the man behind her before falling uselessly back down and hugging the barrel in a disoriented last attempt to steady herself against the crashes of him.

He was defeated too shortly thereafter. His cock spasmed messily into her as he pushed himself far into her conclusively.

He slowly regained awareness of who and where he was.

The swordsman enjoyed a few more short, gentle swings into her, possessed by his masculine instincts urging him to really make sure his mission was utterly accomplished.

He pulled out of her as soon as the pleasure died out.

Robin took a second to collect herself, then tucked her breasts back into her shirt and fixed her un-evenly stretched-out underpants as she picked up her lantern. She was smiling gently, a new secret in her reportoire was always fun.

Zoro tucked himself back into his pants and zipped them back up.

He huffed out, his expression was a little softer from having blown some steam off, but he definitely hadn't changed opinion of her by the look of his distant body language.

He re-equipped his swords, and as he exited the room he held the door open for her out of common courtesy. Nothing more.

"I enjoy our talks. We should have them more often." She said, back to him, as she sauntered off.