Three-parter, so yes, there is more to come! XD I already have them written and working on editing. Huge thanks to Snappdragon for being my beta! She is amazing guys. Seriously. She has a few stories too that are really amazing, if you haven't already read them. (Personally, I can't wait for her next chapter for Heartfelt Remedy Dx)


Zoro had always enjoyed drinking. A high tolerance for alcohol kept him from rarely getting drunk. When he was fifteen, he went over the top at a party and had gotten wasted. That was his first, and last, time ever being drunk.

Until tonight, anyway.

Today was one of the worst days he had ever had at work and all he wanted was to get shitfaced. If he could, great. If he couldn't, well, it was worth a try.

He was currently sitting in a bar being hit on by some guy. The shirt the other man was wearing showed that he wasn't an overly muscled man. He had sharp cheekbones and green eyes.

Zoro hadn't bothered to learn the man's name. Nodding and grunting every now and then seemed to be enough for the man to stick around. At first, Zoro was hoping that the lack of a response would make the man realize he wasn't interested. However, after
he got some alcohol in his system, he didn't really care anymore and just let the man talk.

He was only on his 6th glass, but since he had come back from the bathroom ten minutes ago, the alcohol had really kicked in, harder than it ever had. The alcohol calmed his nerves enough to the point that he was almost enjoying the stranger's company.

Almost.

Zoro wasn't going to argue though. He was aiming to get drunk, but didn't expect it to happen nearly this soon. While he sipped at his seventh glass, he found himself smiling as the intoxication of the alcohol jumbled his thoughts. Not being able to understand
them anyway, he decided he should pay more attention to the stranger.

Pulling himself back to reality, Zoro caught the proposition that spilled from the other man's lips.

"So, do you want to get out of here? It's getting kinda crowded. We can go back to my place and drink if you want."

The suggestive look the man gave him was not what he had expected. What surprised him even more was that the idea of sex was actually appealing. However, all he had wanted to do that night was be alone with Jack Daniels, not have sex.

Zoro did his best to look for an excuse and not give in to temptation. Not that the guy wasn't attractive, he just wasn't necessarily Zoro's type.

"Um.. I'm actually waiting for someone." Zoro downed the rest of his glass and ordered a refill. He checked the time, which read 9:49 p.m., and kept going with his lie. "He's supposed to be here in another ten minutes." It was probably the most believable
lie he could come up with.

Luck was on his side that night when his phone rang.

Picking it up to see who it was, he was glad when he saw Ace's name. Upon answering, he quickly came up with a plan to get out of talking with the stranger.

"Hey man. What's up?" Zoro eyed the other man to see his reaction. The movement of his eyes was too quick for his alcohol induced brain and he felt a wave of dizziness hit him. Zoro leaned closer to the bar and put his forehead to the top for a second.
Zoro also found that he was slurring his words a bit more than usual.

"Dude, I just got pulled over by this smoking hot police officer. Literally. His name was fucking Smoker! Who in the hell names their kid that?" Zoro took a minute to sit up, down his eighth glass and called for a ninth, before placing his head back against
the bar. The pounding in his head had increased when he sat up.

"How did you get out of the ticket this time?" Zoro asked, mildly curious.

"The best blowjob of his life." Ace laughed in the background. Knowing Ace, it probably was the best blowjob that cop had ever had.

"Lucky him. I could use a blowjob right about now." He felt his face heat up when he realized he had said that out loud. Trying to ignore his embarrassment, he continued. "So, when are you going to be here?" Zoro hoped to whatever higher power was out
there that Ace played along.

"Be where? Wait. Are you using me as an excuse? Man! I taught you that move! And you know I'll give you one whenever you want, sweetheart." Zoro could hear Ace cheering and congratulating him through the phone and ignored the aroused and suggestive note
in his last sentence. Zoro rolled his eyes at his friend's antics, but couldn't help the smile that crept onto his face. He lifted his head from the bar and felt his eyes circle his head a few times.

"Yes, idiot. The regular place. When are you gonna be here?"

"I'm not far from there. I can be there in five minutes. You sound like you've had one too many to drink. I don't think I've ever seen you drunk. Do I actually have to show up?"

He ignored Ace's last statements, refusing to admit he was already drunk. "No. He's not here. I'll see you in five, Firefist." Ace would get the message well enough. They both knew what would happen at the name.

He hung up and looked at the other man.

The stranger's expression was priceless. All of the color had drained from his face, while his eyes had widened with fear.

Zoro finished his ninth glass and moved on to his tenth while the man processed what had just happened.

Everyone in town knew who Firefist was, seeing as he was the most notorious pyromaniac in the higher parts of the Whitebeard gang. He was uncatchable, always worming his way out of the system's grasp. Rumors said that those who discovered his identity
were killed, and only those in the Whitebeard family knew his true name. No one stuck around long after Firefist was brought up. Not unless you were the dumbest person in the Grand Line or completely immobile.

This one obviously wasn't stupid or immobile, because he bolted for the door, tripping over two chairs and a girl on his way out. Zoro couldn't hold back a laugh as he watched the man struggle. It was hysterical. The redhead that he had tripped over was
swearing at him as he fled in terror. Zoro's vision blurred for a moment, before he watched the next person walk in. Following the redhead, was a blue-haired girl who seemed too high class to be in a run down bar like this one. After her, was a tall
blonde man wearing a tailored suit with a deep blue undershirt and a tie.

Zoro nearly spit the contents of his tenth glass across the floor and counter when he saw the man walk in. Some liquor dribbled down his chin at the attempt to hold it in, nearly choking on it in the process.

The blonde looked like sex on two legs. The way the man held himself as the three walked was incredibly sexy.

He had confidence. Zoro could tell the second he walked in the door. He also had a really, really nice ass.

Zoro hurriedly ordered two more glasses and downed them as he watched the blonde. He felt his pants tighten and the blood drip out his nose at the sight. Quickly, he wiped the blood away with the back of his hand, baffled. Now that was a reaction
he'd never had before.

The two girls sat down at a table away from the bar, but the man didn't. He smiled at them before turning and walking towards Zoro.

Well, he walked towards the bar. Zoro's vision blurred for a moment and he was glad that he had sat next to the spot where people ordered their drinks that night.

The blonde man walked up and stood next to Zoro, waiting for the bartender to notice he needed to be served. Zoro continued to stare as the bartender finally noticed Sanji when he came by to refillZoro's glass again.

Zoro knew he'd been caught staring when the man turned to face him. He would have been embarrassed, but something else grabbed his attention. He heard himself gasp when he saw the man's eyes.

Well, eye. The other was covered by his hair. It was slightly disappointing to Zoro, but the man's single eye drew his attention. The oceanic blue was captivating.

"Beautiful.." Zoro mumbled it under his breath, but the man had heard. Zoro knew because he watched the cutest blush dot the man's cheeks after he spoke. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud. You are just the hottest thing I've ever seen on
two legs." Zoro eyed the man before his brain registered what he'd just said and seconds, both men had matching blushes across their cheeks.

Zoro's blood felt thick in his veins and all of it was sent south. Zoro turned in his chair to hopefully hide his erection and stared into his glass. He found himself fumbling for excuses.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so drunk. I keep saying things I shouldn't. Hell, I don't even know why I'm drunk. Usually I can go through three or four bottles of this stuff before it gets me this drunk. Shit." Worried he might have scared the man off, he
dared to make eye contact again.

Instead of the angry or freaked out look he had expected, the blonde looked confused, his visible eyebrow furrowed down.

Oh. Oh.

That eyebrow!

Zoro couldn't help it. He laughed and opened his stupid mouth again.

"Holy shit! What is up with your eyebrow?" Zoro's watched as said eyebrow twitched in obvious anger. That had apparently been the wrong thing to say.

"Shut up, bastard! You don't have much room to talk, moss-head!"The man's voice stopped his laughter and spiked his blood pressure again.

"Fucking shit. Even your voice is sexy." Zoro stared at the man as his face turned pink again and began to wonder what his voice would sound like in bed. Hearing the man moan would be a dream come true.

The bartender arrived with a few beers, two hamburgers and some fries. It explained why the man was waiting so long.

"Hold on. I'll be right back." Zoro watched as he picked up the beers and burgers with ease. Balancing them perfectly, he made his way back to the table with the girls. The blonde spoke with them for a minute after giving them a drop dead gorgeous smile,
their food, and beers. The man pointed in Zoro's direction. The redhead wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at the blonde and nodded her head in Zoro's direction again. Zoro looked at the blonde for his reaction to the girl's gesture and noticed the
vibrant blush across his pale cheeks.

The man really was gorgeous.

Zoro glanced at his ass as he bent over closer to speak with the two women. He deflated a little when he thought the man was going to kiss the red head. However, the look on both women's faces darkened and he realized that the man must have said something
serious. Both females nodded in understanding and looked at Zoro. He turned back to his drink and drank it. Before he could order another, he heard footsteps behind him.

"What's your name anyway?" The blonde asked as he took the abandoned seat next to him. "Is this the same glass you've been using all night?"

Hearing his voice again was like a blessing. "Zoro. Yours?" He replied before continuing, "And yeah. Why?"

Long nimble fingers brushed against his when the blonde took the glass from Zoro's hand and sniffed it deeply. At the smell of the liquor, his face contorted into a disgusted expression. He went back and sniffed again.

"Shit. It's Sanji. Nice to meet you. And you were drugged. That's why, idiot."

"Drugged? I don't do drugs. I haven't- oh. Wait." Realization hit him like a brick. The man from earlier.

He stared at the blonde, unsure of what to say or do.

"C'mon. You're coming back to my place. You're lucky you weren't raped." Sanji grabbed his wrist and the feeling of the blonde's hands on him almost burned. He wanted to feel that touch more.

"Oh? Already? Isn't it too soon to pull me into your bed?" Without much choice, he let himself be dragged from his seat. As soon as his feet touched the floor, he felt dizzy and fell into the blonde. Sanji made sure to catch him thoughand pulled
him up until he was standing straight again.

"I'm not dragging you into my bed. Not like this. I'm going to keep you at my place until the drugs wear off."

Did he just say 'not yet'? Did he want Zoro in his bed? Fuck it. Zoro let the smirk spread across his face.

"So you DO want me in your bed?" He looked up at the other man's blue eye and saw that blush again.

"I- I didn't mean..umm." Sanji's stuttering was absolutely adorable.

And the last straw.

Zoro launched himself at Sanji, pushing his lips against the other's in a heated kiss. Zoro felt Sanji resist at first, but he slowly gave in. Zoro wrapped his arms around Sanji's neck, not wanting him to leave. He was delicious. He felt Sanji
wrap his arms around his waist and pull them closer.

The action made Zoro moan when his erection touched Sanji's thigh. There was no doubt that the other man felt it, but he didn't stop. Testing his boundaries, Zoro flicked his tongue out and licked at Sanji's lips.

In response, Zoro felt Sanji's tongue shove it's way into his mouth.

In the back of his mind, Zoro heard someone whistling at them, but ignored it.

The blonde didn't.

Sanji jumped back from Zoro and turned in the direction the whistle had come from. Zoro followed his gaze and realized they were no longer in the bar. They were on the sidewalk under a light post.

"When did we get out here?" Zoro asked out of curiosity.

"You don't remember?" He looked back at Sanji, standing a few feet away and lighting up a cigarette.

That mouth.

He was going to be obsessed with it for a while and he knew it.

"You are just getting sexier by the minute." Sanji turned when Zoro spoke to him and saw the man practically drooling over him while he smoked. A satisfied smirk spread across Sanji's face. He loved the way the drugs were making this green-haired man
act like a whore towards him.

"Hurry up. We need to get you to my place before the drugs kick in all the way and you pass out. Not to mention, you're already forgetting things. We walked out here while you made jokes about me wanting you in my bed. The fact that you lasted this long
must mean the guy who drugged you underestimated you and your body." Sanji turned and walked down the street, expecting Zoro to follow.

And follow he did. Like a lost puppy.

Ten minutes later, Sanji was standing in front of his apartment complex with Zoro in tow. They walked inside and Zoro followed Sanji towards the elevators.

Once they stepped inside, Sanji stuck a keycard into a slot next to the buttons. The elevator automatically set for the sixtieth and top floor when he retracted his card.

"Oooh. Sexy AND rich. You've got everything, don'tchya?" Sanji turned around when the man spoke. There was no doubt about it. The erection in Zoro's pants told just exactly what drug they had given him. Unless Sanji really was that attractive.

Which was a legitimate possibility.

"Just shut up, bastard."

"I love it when you talk dirty." Zoro was so turned on and he knew they both knew it. He just wanted to have sex with the blonde hottie in front of him.

Sanji laughed at Zoro's statement. "A bit masochistic, are we?"

"Only for you, sweet cheeks."

"Don't ever call me that again."

"Honey boo?"

"NO." The doors dinged open into an entire suite.

"Holy shit. This entire floor is yours?" The pet names forgotten, Zoro stumbled into the room. Without Sanji in front of him, Zoro fell flat on his face and groaned. "Sanji. Your floor is more comfortable than my bed. Can I sleep here? I'm really tired
all of a sudden."

Sanji panicked. He knew some aphrodisiacs got you real horny before you were knocked out, waking up later with the feeling ten times stronger, and then passing out again without recalling what had happened. He had really been hoping that this wouldn't
be one of those.

But of course it was.

Before Zoro could pass out, Sanji kicked the man in his side, causing him to roll over onto his back while clutching the side of his abdomen. Sanji had felt the tarsals of his foot connect with some of Zoro's lower ribs. He hoped Zoro would forgive him
for it later.

"Ow! Holy shit! What was that for? What is your foot made of? Bricks? In a way, it was kinda hot though, so it's cool if you do it again." Zoro looked at him through glazed, yet hopeful eyes.

"Get up. The couch isn't much farther. You can sleep there." Sanji held his hand out to Zoro. He needed to get him on the couch before the man passed out. It would hurt to wake up on the floor. Not to mention, Sanji wanted him out of the way so he could
think of a way to deal with the man when he woke up again and the drugs REALLY kicked in.

Zoro reached for Sanji. He really didn't want to move, but he would do anything this hottie said. He swung his hand around for a minute, trying to find Sanji's until the blonde got irritated and grabbed Zoro's hand on his own. Successfully, he pulled
the green-haired man off the floor.

"Wait. The couch? Can't I sleep in your bed? I thought we were gonna do it. If we aren't going to do it, at least let me sleep in your bed. Please? Pretty please?" Zoro turned on Sanji with the biggest puppy dog eyes the cook didn't know the man possessed.
His green, glazed eyes were shining with want, hope, and exhaustion. How could he say no to that?

"Fine! But don't touch anything!" Zoro's eyes shined bright and an excited smile spread across his face. Sanji knew it was the drugs making the man act like this, but it was still cute.

"Thank you, Sanji!" Zoro leaped at Sanji and kissed him again. Zoro didn't wait for Sanji's permission before he pushed his tongue inside Sanji's mouth. The taste of the blonde man was too much this time. Zoro moaned into Sanji's mouth, wanting more of
the tall blonde.

Before things could get too out of hand, Sanji pried Zoro off of him.

"Dammit, Zoro. Later. First, you need to sleep."

"Later? But I want to have sex now!" He leaned in close to Sanji's ear. "Sanji. I want you inside me. Now. Please." Sanji groaned. He knew he needed to get Zoro in bed. To sleep. Not for anything else. The rest needed to wait.

Suddenly, an idea hit him. Why didn't he think of it before?

"Zoro. If you go to bed right now, I'll give you a big reward later." To emphasize his point, he palmed Zoro's erection. "Don't you want that reward?" He leaned in and kissed behind Zoro's ear and down his neck a little. He knew too much would only make
Zoro want it more now, so he kept it simple for now.

Reluctantly, Zoro backed away from Sanji.

"Where's the bedroom?"

Oh. Right. He was supposed to put Zoro to bed.

Sanji grabbed Zoro's hand to make sure the man was fully conscious on the way to the bedroom. Sanji led Zoro towards his room, not bothering with the lights. The entire wall in the living room was glass which allowed the city lights to illuminate the
space. They shined bright enough that you could see almost everything in his apartment (except maybe the bathroom).

Zoro didn't pay attention to how they got there. Within a minute of him asking, Sanji led him to a room with a canopy bed with an iron frame, blue sheets, curtains and fluffy blue comforter.

The bed looked so comfortable. He felt relaxed just looking at it. Before Sanji could change his mind in letting him sleep in the blonde's bed, he stripped and walked towards the bed.

"O-oi. What are you doing?"

"It's uncomfortable sleeping in pants. Don't worry, sweet cheeks." Zoro turned back to Sanji, who was still standing by the door, and looked him in the eye from across the room before he finished explaining. "I'll leave my boxers on, so you have something
to take off me later." He winked at the blonde and slid under the covers of the bed.

Sanji stood frozen in the doorway. Watching Zoro take off each piece of clothing was torturous. What was worse, Zoro was right. Sanji had been wanting to take all of those clothes off the tanned man all night. His body was mouthwatering.

"Sanji?" His head jerked up at the sound of Zoro's voice. He thought the man had fallen asleep. Instead, he saw the green mixed in with his sheets sit up. Sanji walked to the foot of the bed, waiting for Zoro to finish. "Aren't you going to sleep with
me?" The question threw Sanji completely off balance. He watched as Zoro rubbed at his exhausted eyes.

"I was actually going to-"

"You don't want to sleep with me?" The look on Zoro's face reminded Sanji of a child told that they couldn't have candy.

Zoro was pouting.

A strong, muscular man who has the body of a god, was pouting.

Because Sanji wouldn't sleep with him.

"Fuck. Fine. But no touching!" Sanji walked towards the bed and stripped down to his boxers. He climbed under the blankets beside Zoro. "Good night, Zoro."

The only thing in response was light snores.