A/N: This has turned into a fic of its own, and while it's been on Tumblr for a while I finally decided to update it here. The pairing is Zoro/Kitetsu. The rating has been bumped up to M, for various reasons involving smut and blood. Be warned. There is still more to come when I have the time, and I'm sorry for spamming your emails with fic updates!
Prompt from Candy-of-Doom: Human!Kitetsu/Zoro. Zoro wakes up one night to find a man on top of him. It's dark and he can't see him properly, but he still knows who it is, even if this stranger doesn't say a word. Or can't. (To put it shortly, Kitetsu turns into a human for some reason and does the first thing on his mind. Special hugs for biting and blood).
Zoro was not exactly a heavy sleeper. Of course he'd learned to sleep through Brook's violin and singing, Franky's banging machines, Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp's rough housing, and Nami's screeching, but when it came to murderous intent hanging thick in the air, Zoro could sense it a mile off.
His eyes snapped open as his body jerked awake, but before he could move for his swords his attacker was on him, pinning his arms above his head in a grip that was strangely familiar.
The stranger's strength rivaled his own and despite his struggling he could not break free of the hold. Instead he relaxed a moment, cataloging the stranger's touch and movements, trying to detect familiarity and weakness.
"Who are you?" He asked the figure above him. It was so dark he couldn't make out any distinct features of the attackers face.
Whoever it was didn't answer, but as the stranger sat back to admire the man beneath him, Zoro caught sight of two shining eyes observing him. And while Zoro was sure he had never seen the eyes before, he couldn't help but feel again that this stranger was very familiar to him.
"Kitetsu?" He ventured a guess. It sounded ridiculous even to him, but he could feel the same hunger he could feel from Kitetsu rolling off of this man.
Instead of answering, Kitetsu leaned forward and licked a clean strip from Zoro's collar bone to base of his jaw. Both of them shuddered in pleasure at the action, and Kitetsu leaned forward to do it again.
Zoro arched and moaned under Kitetsu's attentions, as the former sword licked a trail down Zoro's neck and chest, pausing to suck at the skin every now and then. When the blood welled to the surface under Kitetsu's lips he would lap at it, savoring the flavor of the freshly bruised skin.
When he reached Zoro's chest he paused. Zoro watched with impatience as Kitetsu lowered his head, laying his ear against Zoro's chest, listening to the rapidly beating heart just beneath the surface. He could hear the blood rushing through Zoro's heart, and he wanted it so very badly.
Kitetsu licked the area just above Zoro's heart, before sinking his teeth deep into the tanned flesh.
Kitetsu's teeth were razor sharp and tore through the skin easily, letting blood spill into his mouth. Zoro cried out at the surprising rush of pain and pleasure he felt at the actions, throwing his hips up for much needed friction.
Kitetsu lapped needily at the blood pouring from Zoro's wound, savoring the taste of his master's blood. It made him feel alive, strong, and so very, very desperate for more.
Zoro whined in relief as his pants came undone, torn from him roughly and tearing at the seam. They would be ruined but he was beyond care at the moment. The feeling of Kitetsu's teeth mapping out the sweetest places to bite was distracting enough on it's own, and the pressure of something blunt forcing it's way inside of him without warning had him completely lost.
Kitetsu showed no mercy, pounding in to Zoro in a way that almost hurt more than brought him pleasure, but the feel of those teeth against his neck could only make him cry out for more.
Zoro felt torn, abused, and high on a wave of pleasure that was so close to crashing down he thought he'd die from it. His voice was lost, gone with the power of every shout and cry Kitetsu had pulled from him so far and Zoro couldn't breath enough to recover it.
Kitetsu's hands roamed Zoro's body, clawing at the smooth skin and further tearing the bite marks he'd previously left. To see Zoro covered in so much blood, all caused by him, was exquisite and none of his kills to date were quite so arousing.
Kitetsu's pace never let up or relented, even as he leaned forward again to tear the flesh of Zoro's neck open with his teeth, drawing out his master's sweet blood. Zoro cried out, finding his voice again just in time to shout louder than ever, arching his back as he came, coating them both with his come.
Kitetsu didn't relent even then, pounding into Zoro until the action became painful for the swordsman, but he carried on despite that, until he too finally came.
Zoro hurt all over, and he was filthy, coated in semen and blood. But the darkened silhouette of the man above him and the shine of those familiar eyes as they glared down at him darkly almost made him wish the dawn would never come.