I suck at fight scenes. Later I may have to force my horrible ability on you, but for now, I skip. I don't know how I am with sex scenes. I'm forcing that terror on you now. I am begging for constructive criticism on it. I can't get better if you don't tell me what I did wrong!

Warnings SEX!... This is completely unbeta'd. Like, not even the idea has been run by anyone. Tis just a newborn bunny.

I kept going back and forth over the sex scene! I'm nervous posting it here. I kept going between posting it in full and removing most of it and telling you to read the full chapter on my other account. In the end I decided I have read worse on FF, so I would leave it. If I change my mind, I'll note where I edited it with a reference to where to find the full chapter.

Chapter 2

Zoro carefully watched the blond from over the rim of his beer. Their fight had been fantastic. It had been a very long time since anyone had proven a challenge like this man had. And he didn't use a weapon of any sort! And he never used his hands, expect to support his body. Seriously, the man only fought with his feet and legs! After they had duly beaten each other up (not too bad though, Zoro still wanted into this guy's pants, just some cuts, bruises,...and maybe a cracked rib) the swordsman asked if the other wanted a drink, his treat, as thanks for the fight. The other man had lite a cigarette, puffed on it a few times while looking him over and finally shrugged saying sure.

Other than that one time the blue eyes had looked him over though, there was no indication if he would be open to anything the green haired man may want. It was driving him crazy. Usually when he was interested in a guy, all he had to do was buy them a drink. Then they would watch him over their drink, then he would just have to look them over and they would be inviting him to their place.

This guy looked classier than the type he normally went after. Maybe he needed some small talk? Shit, the guy better not be straight as an arrow. That would just piss Zoro off.

Okay. Try the small talk thing. Can't hurt. Their getting no where fast like this."So, did you come in with that pirate crew that came into dock today?" No need to let the man know he had watched him disembark. That he had then followed him. Nope. He didn't need to know that.

The other man set his drink down before answering "Yeah. I'm their cook. You gotta problem with that Marimo?"

Zoro seethed at the obvious insult. "Yeah I do! What kinda cook can fight like you can Curly Brow? And stop calling me...whatever that word means! That isn't my name!

The blond just narrowed his eyes and sneered a him, a look that just made him even more desirable to Zoro, but probably had sent lesser men running. "The kind that cooks on a pirate ship idiot. And a marimo is a moss ball, what the hell else am I supposed to call you. You haven't given me a name! By the way, my name is Sanji, so you can stop calling me curly brow. It's rude, but I guess I shouldn't expect anything different from you.

God how Zoro needed this man in his bed. Enough with the small talk. He needed more action. "Tch. My name is Zoro. Do you normally stay ashore when your ship is docked?"

This time the blond's smile was decidedly lewd. "Yeah, I d o." the cook drew his name out. "Are you offering me a place to stay?" Now he leaned forward across the table so he could lower his voice to something only Zoro could hear. "Not very subtle are you? That could get you into trouble you know. Especially with a pirate."

Zoro leaned forward and dropped his voice as well. "I already have a room here. Your welcome to share it if you need a place. I'm pretty good at reading people, and I just got really sick of waiting. I'm hoping your worth the risk Sanji." Now he smiled back just as lewdly.

Sanji snorted but stood up and started towards the stairs. This part the swordsman knew. The cook would wait for him on the next floor, assuming no one was around. From there he would follow him up to his room. As quickly as he possibly could while still looking nonchalant, he paid their tab and walked to the stairs. His room was on the second floor and he didn't even make eye contact with the other man when he walked past him. He reached his room and went inside, leaving the door barely cracked.

He proceeded into the room, removing his shirt, swords and haramaki. He was just sitting down on the edge of the bed to remove his boots when Sanji entered the room.

The blond closed the door behind him and looked over his half naked form as he continued to remove his boots. He smiled, and with a laugh in his voice asked "Like what you see?" He wasn't expecting the cook to answer him, and wasn't disappointed. Instead the man walked into the room removing his jacket and tie. He laid them over a chair sitting at a desk, and started unbuttoning his shirt turning his back to him.

Since he was done removing his boots, and wanted the pleasure of removing the rest of Sanji's cloths himself, he walked up to him while his back was turned. Just as he set his shirt on the back of the chair, Zoro wrapped his arms around him and started kissing and nibbling at his neck. From the way he tilted his head, he liked it.

Suddenly Sanji turned in his arms and pushed him back towards the bed, while toeing off his own shoes. Somewhat distantly he realized they thudded much louder than he expected them to, and wondered if they had steel toes. From the way they hurt earlier he wouldn't be surprised. The thoughts quickly fled when the blond grabbed him and kissed him hard on the mouth. He let out a gasp at the suddenness and a tongue slipped into his mouth.

He moaned into the kiss and his hands roamed over the lithe body before him. He had been right earlier, he wasn't scrawny. He had plenty of muscle, just not bulk like he himself had. Meanwhile his companion was returning the favor. Hands touched every part of Zoro they could reach, finally running down his back in slipping into his pants to grab at his ass.

Oh no, the pushy blond was not gonna top this time. Zoro had worked too hard for this, so he turned Sanji around and pushed him onto the bed. He looked up at him disgruntled about the sudden change, but not protesting as the swordsman undid the blond's belt and pants. He than leaned down and started nibbling the blond's neck again while slipping his own hand into his pants. Sword callused hands pumped him lightly while his mouth worked his way down the lean body. When he reached his stomach the green haired man stood back up removing his hand from the blond's hot and hard cock.

Once standing he pulled the blond's pants off, neatly folded them and placed them aside. He knew he wouldn't be thanked for tossing them aside after the care the other man took with the rest of his cloths. After setting them safely aside, he removed his own pants, pulled a bottle of oil from a pocket, and tossed them to the side. His pants he didn't care about.

He pulled the blond to the edge of the bed and then knelt on the floor between his legs. He looked up and met blue eyes with his own gray ones as he placed the blond's legs over his shoulders. He broke eye contact to lean down and take the cock in front of him into his mouth. He sucked hard and moved slowly up and down the hot flesh in his mouth. He smirked at the pleased moans he was earning, and while Sanji was distracted by his mouth, he opened the bottle and put some oil on his fingers. After carefully setting the bottle aside, he began moving up and down the cock at a faster pace. He ran his tongue over the heated flesh and moaned himself to send vibrations down the blond's cock. Zoro felt a shiver run down his spine as Sanji tightened his legs. He could feel the power in the thighs around his head, and knew his neck could be snapped at any time the blond fighter wanted to.

That just added a new thrill to it all.

He slipped a finger into the blond, and suddenly felt a tugging at his hair with and insistent call of his name. "Zoro, fuck Zoro stop a second." He pulled of the cock, but left his finger in the blond's ass.

"What?"

Sanji wiggled a little, but got straight to the point. "I don't normally bottom. If you expect me to do it for you, I will be in control of the pace."

The green haired man thought about this for a few seconds. On the one hand, he would get to be inside the man he had wanted all day, but he wouldn't be able to do what he wanted to him the way he wanted. On the other hand, he wasn't opposed to bottoming himself, he just normally didn't do it either. He could place the same terms, and have this blond god at his mercy. No real choice then.

"I need to be in you, and soon. You bottom this time, next time I will."

The cook nodded. "Fine, prep me quick though. I can handle a little pain, just use two, and do it now."

Zoro grinned. "As you wish." and he pushed another finger in with the first, and went back down on him, burying his nose in blond curls. He quickly used the two fingers to stretch the muscles that would need to be loose for a larger intrusion. He had barely started when he heard the blond call him again.

"That's enough. Get up here and lay on your back."

Zoro quickly complied and soon found that hot body straddling him. The blond leaned down and kissed him. He supported himself with one hand by the green head, and used the other to guide Zoro's neglected cock into himself. As he slowly sank down, he battled for dominance within Zoro's mouth. The swordsman allowed him to dominate the kiss, and brought his own hands up and placed them on the blond's face. He held his face along his cheekbones, and finally, finally!, ran his thumbs along the curly eyebrows.

"...what are you doing?" Those soft lips and stopped kissing him and were just hovering above him now.

Zoro opened his eyes and scowled. "I've been waiting all night to touch your damn curly eyebrows. I was fucking curious."

"...weird. Oookay, whatever." and with that the blond sank the rest of the way onto Zoro. His ass now flush against Zoro's hips, he paused and allowed a moment for both of them to adjust. The green haired man had to fight himself to keep from grabbing those hips and slamming up into the blond.

Eventually Sanji leaned back and supported himself by placing his hands on Zoro's thighs and started moving slowly up and down. He watched as the cook's powerful legs flexed and relaxed so the man they supported could ride him. Not able to help himself, the sword roughened hands moved to the powerful hips. He could feel the muscles working there, but did nothing to try and guide them. He had told the man he would be in control and he meant it. He could tell by the open mouthed look of pleasure, Sanji was having no trouble finding his own prostate.

After what could have been an hour, Zoro was so lost in the pleasure of the tight heat moving around him, Sanji started moving faster. Now the swordsman couldn't help but guide the blond up and slam him back down to meet his own hips that were thrusting up. The blond must not have minded, as he started moaning, and grabbed at his own cock to pump himself to completion. Zoro groaned as the blond suddenly threw himself forward onto Zoro's chest, mouth open in a silent scream, and cum spilling onto their toned stomachs. When the blond had tightened around him, he lost it and came inside the now still blond.

They lay like that for a a few minutes, until Sanji collected himself and moved to lay next to him. Zoro rolled to his side and wrapped his arms around his bed mate. He could tell that the cook had quickly dropped off to sleep.

Zoro lay awake awhile longer. He had really enjoyed the sex. It was as good as he had hoped. He had enjoyed the fight as much, if not more. During the whole fight, the blond had been yelling insults at him, not holding anything back. Zoro had a hard time finding people who could challenge him in fights, and hold his interest in bed. Sanji was definitely one of a few. He didn't want to let the blond go yet.

His last thoughts before finally drifting off to sleep were wondering what it was like to be a pirate.