Title: Come Back To Me
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece (I wish I was that clever)
Rating: R
For mature eyes only, contains boy x boy if you don't like it don't read it. I'm gonna warn you now this is the first time I have ever written anything like this so I hope it isn't too horrible. This is the last chapter but I have few more story that I plan on putting up soon. Let me know what you think and I apologise for any errors. Thanks a bunch lovelies!
Zoro watched Sanji retreat as fast as he came. He had turned around ready to chew the asshole out for being a prick until the cook had opened his mouth. Zoro watched as Sanji lost more and more control over his emotions, his eyes had started to glisten and he noticed the slight trembling in the cooks hands, all he really wanted to do was reach out and wrap his arms around him.
When Sanji had finished his rant Zoro had no idea what to say and before he could pull his mind together the cook had disappeared. He had no idea the cook felt like that. He thought he didn't trust them? He thought they weren't strong enough? Well that was a load of bullshit. There was no one he trusted more than Sanji and he knew for a fact he was strong enough to fend for himself and to even protect Zoro, he had proved it numerous times, the latest being on Thriller Bark when he had stepped in to take his place. He just never wanted to see the cook get hurt because of him. Or any of the crew for that matter.
Snapping himself out of his daze he made his way down to where he knew the cook would be, he needed to sort this out and he needed to sort it out now.
Carefully he opened the galley door to find Sanji at the table, head in his hands and a nearly finished cigarette between his fingers.
"Cook?"
Sanji felt his heart rate pick up and his anger started to spike again. What in the world was the swordsman doing? Couldn't he tell that all he wanted right now was to be left alone?
"Get the fuck out Zoro." His voice was void of all emotion making the swordsman frown.
Sanji didn't even move as he spoke, but there was no way Zoro was letting this go. Walking over to the table he opened his mouth to speak, what he didn't expect was for Sanji to stand up, as quickly and gracefully as only the cook could, and kick him in the side with all the force of a sledgehammer. He knew for a fact that the single blow had re-opened some of his wounds and he fought back a groan of pain as he fought to drag air back into his lungs.
"I said get the fuck out!" Sanji growled furiously from between clenched teeth.
Any other person would have turned tail and bolted out of there at the cooks fury however Zoro didn't move away, he barely even tried to block the deadly swings the cook was raining down on him, if this was what he needed then Zoro would give it to him, re-opened wounds be damned.
Sanji had lost all reason, he knew he shouldn't be attacking Zoro but he couldn't help it, he wanted him out. He was angry; angry at the fact he always put himself in harms way, how he was always the first one to sacrifice himself for the rest of the crew it had been that way ever since he had met him and all he wanted to do was beat the stubborn asshole until he understood.
"Why the fuck are you still here!? Get. Out. Of. My. Kitchen." Each word was emphasized by a bruising kick.
When Zoro still didn't leave Sanji became furious, his attacks became harder and faster.
"Fuck you. Fuck you and your stupid self-sacrificial bullshit, I don't need your protection and I definitely don't want you to die for me you selfish asshole! Why can't you just get that through your thick fucking head?! Why can't you just take care of yourself?!"
He had no idea what he was saying and he only barely registered the fact that the tears that he had been trying to hold back had somehow escaped.
Zoro, seeing the tears slowly make their way down Sanjis face, faltered slightly and before he knew it he found himself on his back with Sanji straddling his waist, he had his fists clenched in Zoros shirt and his head was bowed, breathing hard.
The impact of the fall snapped Sanji out of his rage, the realisation of what he had done sinking in. He had hurt Zoro, probably re-opened his wounds and added a few fresh ones of his own. What the fuck was wrong with him?
"Shit."
Sanjis voice had lost all volume and it broke on that one word. He was trying to pull his emotions in, using the grip he had on the shirt in front of him to ground himself when he felt two strong arms softly wrap around his shoulders.
He tensed for a moment at the unexpected contact but the gentle gesture and the warmth of the arms around him made him lose the tentative grip he had on his emotions. He melted against the body underneath him, burying his head in the swordsmans chest and let his tears fall.
Instinctively Zoro pulled him closer, his heart constricting painfully at the feeling of the blondes tears soaking through his shirt, knowing that those tears were because of him.
"Sanji I'm so sorry." He continuously whispered into blonde hair. His voice was thick with emotion but he couldn't care less, he just needed the blonde to know how sorry he was for causing him this much pain.
Sanji hated how broken the swordsman sounded but he didn't trust himself enough to reply so he just tightened his hold on him hoping that Zoro would understand. He felt a warm hand start to rub circles over his back, the soothing motion slowly calming him.
They laid like that for what seemed like hours, even after his tears stopped Sanji stayed where he was just listening to the steady rhythm of Zoros heart and feeling his deep breaths that proved to him that he was indeed ok.
Finally feeling embarrassed at his emotional outburst he lifted himself up and Zoro let his arms fall away without a fight. Keeping his gaze averted he stood up and walked over to the sink to grab a glass of water.
He didn't turn around when he heard the other man get up in fear of what he would see on Zoros face. He had no idea what to say to him and after what he just done the swordsman was probably in a hell of a lot more pain than he was before.
Zoro stared at the cooks back watching silently as he collected himself, his side was throbbing and he knew for a fact Chopper was going to kill him when he saw what state his wounds were in but he would deal with that later.
After seeing the cook break down like that, the thought of what happened the night before didn't seem so impossible after all. Knowing there was only one way to find out, he gathered the courage to ask the one thing that had been on his mind since he woke up.
"Did you stay with me?"
Sanji froze at the low voice. Of all the things Zoro could have said at that moment that was not one Sanji had expected.
Zoro watched the cook intently, searching for any clue as to what he was thinking, although it was hard when he couldn't see his face.
"What?" Sanji was glad to hear his voice was steady. It was rougher than usual but at least he hadn't stuttered.
"Did you stay with me?" Zoro repeated.
"I don't know what you're talking about Marimo." Sanji knew exactly what he was talking about but maybe he could get out of this. How Zoro knew he had been there at all last night he had no idea but he wasn't about to admit it.
"This might sound a bit odd but last night, I swear I heard you talking to me…. you told me…." Zoro swallowed, this was harder to say than he originally thought. If he had somehow managed to dream all of this then Sanji was going to think he was crazy. Laugh in his face more likely, but he had come here to find out so he took a deep breath and continued.
"You told me to come back to you. I was still mostly out of it so I want to know if it was real or not." It came out in a rush and he was hoping that the cook had actually heard him because he didn't think he could repeat himself.
Sanji didn't reply, he downed the rest of his drink and busied himself with washing up the glass. How in the hell was he supposed to answer that? Would Zoro think he was an idiot if he admitted to it? Would he laugh at him? Probably.
"Sanji, answer me."
Still no reply. Getting frustrated Zoro ran a hand through his hair.
"Please…I just…" he took another deep breath "I just need to know."
It was the please that undid him, never had the green haired man said it to him and never had he heard him speak in such a desperate voice.
There was a pause and Zoro thought that Sanji wasn't going to answer him until very quietly he heard him reply.
"It was real."
It was soft and Zoro nearly missed it but he had definitely heard it.
Moving faster than he thought possible in his current condition, he closed the distance between himself and the cook in three long strides. He grabbed Sanji by the shoulders and spun him around, one hand snaked behind the blondes head, the other sliding around his waist pulling him closer and crashed their lips together.
Sanji didn't know what to expect when he answered Zoro but being grabbed and kissed was not even close.
He gasped at the sudden contact and Zoro instantly invaded his mouth with his tongue, mapping out every part he could reach, completely consuming him. Never in his life had he been kissed like this. It was hot and passionate, like one of their many fights, but it had a gentleness to it that he never expected.
Suddenly the green haired man pulled away, letting the cook go like he had been burned. Sanji realised that in his shock he hadn't responded to the kiss at all.
Zoro panicked. The cook hadn't moved at all and now he was scrambling for a way to apologise before the cook started kicking him again.
"I..shit Sanji I'm sor-" however Sanji never let him finish his sentence as he grabbed the front of Zoros shirt and pulled him into another kiss. His hands found themselves around Zoros neck pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Zoro responded immediately, running a hand down the cooks side and wrapping it around his waist pulling him in as close as he could, the other hand tangling itself in soft blonde hair.
Sanji held back a moan as Zoro gently pulled his hair angling his head to gain better access. Running his hand up the swordsmans neck he tangled his fingers in soft green hair giving a pull of his own and felt Zoro shudder and gasp slightly. Sanji used the slight distraction to invade the swordsmans mouth with his own tongue, exploring every crevice, tasting and teasing, fighting for dominance. Zoro groaned in the back of his throat and the noise went straight to Sanjis groin. He had never heard the swordsman make that noise before and he quickly decided he wanted to hear more.
He had barely finished that thought when Zoro pulled his hair again, leaving Sanjis mouth to trail hot wet kisses over his jaw and down his newly exposed neck. The swordsman nipped and licked his way to the junction where his neck met his shoulder and bit down. Hard.
"AHH shit…" he cried, arching his back at the feeling, pushing himself flush against the swordsmans hard body. Zoro smirked against his neck swiping his tongue over the place he had just bitten, kissing it gently before making his way back up to claim the blondes mouth in another fiery kiss.
Sanjis hands left Zoros hair and ran down his chest, fingers exploring the hard muscles underneath. He flipped their positions and pressed Zoro up against the counter with his hips creating a beautiful friction that made both men let out a low groan.
Running his hands down further he slipped his fingers underneath Zoros shirt and felt his way up, enjoying every dip and curve of toned muscle.
The feeling of the cooks hands exploring every inch of his torso made Zoro shiver. The caresses leaving goosebumps along his arms and a trail of fire in their wake. Suddenly the cook ran his hand over his ribs and he jerked back, hissing in pain.
Sanji let go immediately.
"Shit, your wounds, Zoro they're bleeding you idiot."
"I'm fine, don't worry." He replied not wanting to stop what they were doing. He had waited so long for this that he couldn't give two shits about his wounds right now. He pulled the cook back in and claimed his mouth.
Sanji leant into the kiss letting himself relish in the feel of the soft lips against his. However he knew that he needed to take care of Zoros wounds, especially because he was the reason they had re-opened in the first place. He pushed himself away from Zoro reluctantly and grabbed his hand pulling him towards the infirmary.
"Come on, we need to stop the bleeding."
"Cook I said I'm fine."
"Don't make me kick you Marimo, now come on."
Groaning, Zoro let himself be led into the infirmary, carefully placed his swords against the wall before sittingi down on the bed.
"Shirt off."
Smirking Zoro slowly took said shirt off, watching as the cooks hungry eyes took in every inch of skin revealed.
"If you wanted me to get naked all you had to do was ask cook."
Sanji felt like his face was on fire at being caught staring. Trust the bloody Marimo to make this sexual.
"Shut up idiot and sit still."
Sanji carefully removed the bandages and took a look at the damage he had done. The stitches hadn't been busted thank god but he was still bleeding. He cleaned up the blood around the wound and made sure everything looked ok before carefully bandaging the wounds again. He was no doctor but it would do until Chopper looked at it in the morning.
Zoro was silent while the cook worked, studying the blondes face. He had a slight frown between his brows, concentration etched onto his face. Occasionally he would bite his lower lip and Zoro was finding it very hard not to just grab him and continue where they had left off, especially with the cook touching him with a gentleness he rarely showed.
Finally the cook pulled away and looked up at Zoro, realising that the man had already been looking at him.
"What Marimo?"
The green haired man looked away and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. Sanji swore he could see a slight blush on the others nose and cheeks and he found it adorable. Standing up he moved closer to him, he wanted to hear more of those noises from Zoro and now that he didn't have to worry about his wounds bleeding everywhere he intended to get them.
Zoro had no idea what to do. Now that he had calmed down a bit he didn't really know how to go about what he wanted to say, he was never good with words. The cook looked so calm and collected and it was making him even more nervous.
"Cook, what happened back there, I mean with the kiss and everything…I umm…" He was cut off by a soft laugh and a hand gently grabbing his chin forcing him to look up at the cook.
He was met with soft lips in a gentle kiss, it held none of the passion and desperation of their last kiss but it was full of something else, something Zoro couldn't quite place.
Sanji pulled away and cupped Zoros face in his hands.
"You're an idiot you know that?" Zoro snorted at that and made to turn his face away, however the cook wouldn't let him.
Sanji climbed onto Zoros lap so that he was effectively straddling him. He brought his forehead down to rest on the swordsmans and closed his eyes.
Zoro was shocked at the action but quickly relaxed into the touch, enjoying the warmth coming from the other man. He wrapped his arms around the blondes waist and pulled him a bit closer. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Sanji began to speak.
"Please don't ever do that again."
"Do what?"
"Scare me like that."
Zoro pulled away slightly so he could look at Sanji. He brought a hand up and ran it through the blondes bangs revealing the cooks other eye. He stared into those deep blue depths for a moment, trying to figure out how to answer him.
"I can't promise anything. If something like that ever happens again I would do the same thing."
Sanji sighed, looking down at the scar that ran across Zoros chest bringing a hand up to trace it. He knew that was what he would say. It was Zoro after all.
"But I can promise that I won't die, I have a dream to accomplish remember?"
Sanji chuckled a bit at that. Of course he would say something like that.
"And besides, I want to be beside you when you find All Blue."
Sanjis eyes snapped up to stare into dark grey ones. What did he just say? Seeing the seriousness in those eyes Sanji closed the distance between them and crashed their lips together in a hungry kiss. He nipped at Zoros lips and he was rewarded as Zoro parted his lips allowing him to continue the exploration of his mouth. The taste of Zoro was quickly becoming addicting to the cook and he wondered what the rest of the man tasted like.
Zoro pulled Sanji flush against his body letting out a pleased groan at the feeling of Sanjis hardness rubbing against his own. He brought his hands around to unbutton Sanjis shirt and the cook helped him take it off, mouths still locked in a battle of dominance. Sanjis skilled hands made quick work of his haramaki pulling away from their kiss only long enough for the garment to be pulled over Zoros head and thrown on the ground somewhere behind them.
Zoros hands instantly started exploring every inch of that porcelain skin. If anyone ever looked at Sanji they would think he was scrawny and it often led to their enemies underestimating him. However as skinny as the cook was it was all toned, hard muscle packed with a strength few would ever get the opportunity to see and Zoro relished in feeling them ripple under his hands as he tried to commit them to memory.
Sanji shivered slightly at the feeling of Zoros warm hands running over his skin, he pulled himself away from Zoros intoxicating mouth and started his way down his neck, sucking and kissing, tasting to his hearts content. The taste of salt and steel with a hint of something that just seemed to be Zoro was quickly becoming his favourite taste. He felt more than heard Zoro moan low in his throat and he felt calloused fingers grip his hips. Smiling to himself he rocked forward and bit into Zoros shoulder at the same time, earning himself a loud moan.
"Shit Sanji" Zoro breathed out.
The cook was gonna be the death of him and he had barely done anything. The feeling of his hot mouth on him and the friction he was causing as he slowly rocked back and forth on his lap was making him slightly light headed. He pulled the cook away from his neck and kissed him deeply, hands moving down to unbutton Sanjis pants and before the cook caught onto what he was doing he had his hand inside his pants and started rubbing his palm up and down his clothed erection.
Sanjis head fell back and he let out a low moan, the relief of his too tight pants being undone and the feel of Zoros hot palm against him felt almost too good. He rocked his hips into Zoros hand letting out a string of moans and curses.
Zoro was mesmerized, Sanjis face was flushed, eyes closed and head thrown back, he was making the most delicious noises Zoro had ever heard and suddenly it wasn't enough. He flipped them, the cook letting out a small yelp as his back hit the bed but before he could recover Zoro had pulled his shoes, pants and boxers off and had his warm hand wrapped around his aching member. He kissed his way up Sanjis body and claimed his mouth in a hungry kiss.
Sanji bucked his hips asking for Zoro to move his hand and he felt the man smirk into the kiss before pulling away panting.
"Impatient aren't we?"
Instead of answering Sanji grabbed the bulge in Zoros pants making the man moan loudly. Smirking he undid his pants and pushed them down, grabbing Zoro in his hand and started pumping slowly.
Zoro dropped his head onto Sanjis shoulder and jerked his hips into the warm hand, coaxing him to go faster. The feeling of Sanjis hand slowly jerking him off was incredible and he found himself close to finishing. To distract himself, he started pumping his own hand, drawing out a long moan from the man underneath him and he took the opportunity to grab the cooks hand and remove it only to grind down onto him.
Sanji arched his back at the feeling and he heard Zoro growl, sending shivers down his spine and straight to his groin at the animalistic sound.
"Fuck Zoro!"
He pulled Zoro down and kissed him, wrapping his arms around his back to pull him closer. He pulled away to catch his breath and Zoro moved down his chest, taking a nipple in his mouth he bit down gently. Sanji gasped at the feeling. He never knew that could feel so good.
Zoro continued his way down mapping out Sanjis abs with his tongue, leaving a hot trail behind. He slowly made his way down to his leaking member and flicked his tongue out licking up the pre-cum. Sanji moaned and a hand fisted into Zoros hair. He sucked the tip into his mouth and rolled his tongue around the top, loving the noises that were leaving the cooks mouth. He dipped his head taking him in deeper until he felt the tip hit the back of his throat. He moaned at the feeling and felt Sanji pull at his hair as he let out a particularly load moan.
The feeling of Zoros hot mouth around him was intense to say the least. The man was talented with his tongue that was for sure. He fought the urge to thrust up into Zoros mouth and he bit his lip to try and keep his noises in. The vibrations from Zoros moans and the way he was swirling his tongue around him was bringing him close to the edge.
"Zoro, shit I'm gonna.." He pulled at Zoros hair but the swordsman only took him in further and swallowed. Sanji arched his back, threw his head back and with a silent cry he unloaded into Zoros mouth.
Zoro gently rode Sanji through his orgasm and then pulled off. Pulling the cook into a searing kiss. He pulled away and looked down at the hot mess beneath him.
"Holy shit you're beautiful." He watched as Sanjis face became darker and he leant down and dropped small kisses down Sanjis face, trailing down his neck and back up to his mouth.
Sanji wanted to kick the shit out of Zoro for that comment but the gentle kisses that followed had made him melt. He wrapped his arms around Zoros neck and lazily returned the kiss. He wrapped his legs around Zoros waist and pulled him down grinding his still hard member against Zoros neglected one. Zoro moaned loudly and ground his hips down. Pulling back he placed three fingers against Sanjis mouth.
"Suck."
Sanji complied, running his tongue over his calloused fingers as Zoro started sucking on his neck, using his free hand to tweak at Sanjis nipple. He pulled his fingers out when he deemed them slick enough and moving down he teased Sanjis entrance for a moment before slowly pushing one finger in. Sanji gasped at the intrusion.
"Relax Sanji." Zoro said, his hot breath whispering in Sanjis ear.
"Fuck you Marimo." He bit back, but made himself relax anyway.
Zoro chuckled and then slowly started moving his finger in and out, moving his mouth down to take the neglected nipple into his mouth and started sucking and nipping.
Sanji moaned at the feeling and only slightly tensed as Zoro added another finger.
As he started stretching Sanji he curled his fingers looking for that one spot that would make the cook make those beautiful noises again.
"FUCK!"
Bingo.
Zoro started thrusting his fingers in and out curling them to make sure he hit that spot every time. Catching Sanjis mouth with his own he added a third finger and greedily swallowed down the long moan that followed.
Sanji started thrusting his hips back onto Zoros fingers and Zoro moaned into the kiss at the feeling of Sanji fucking himself on his fingers. He couldn't wait any longer, needing to feel that heat around his dick, he pulled his fingers out, Sanji letting out a small whine at the loss.
He pulled back and lifted the cooks hips up, lining himself up and looked at Sanji for permission.
"Hurry the fuck up and fuck me already." He panted out.
Smirking Zoro slowly pushed in. Sanji moaned and gripped the sheets until his knuckles turned white.
"Shit Sanji, fuck…" the feeling of Sanjis heat around him was incredible and he found it hard not to cum right then and there. He waited for Sanji to adjust, kissing him slowly to distract him.
After a minute Sanji rolled his hips back, indicating to Zoro that he could move. He slowly pulled out and thrust back in both men moaning at the sensation. He picked up his speed little by little until he found a good rhythm.
"Fuck Sanji….you're so fucking tight…" He moaned.
He watched as Sanji came undone underneath him. His faced was flushed, skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, hair a mess and the most sinful noises coming from bruised lips. He put Sanjis legs over his shoulders and leaned forward for a better angle finally finding that sweet spot that made Sanji see stars.
"FUCK, SHIT AHHH… Zoro!" Throwing his head back Sanji bit his lip at the sensation.
He grabbed onto Zoros shoulders and brought him closer, his legs slipping down to wrap around his waist to urge him on. Zoro growled in the back of his throat, grabbing Sanjis cock and pumping it in time with his thrusts. Sanji moaned and thrust his hips up to meet Zoro.
"Shit faster…..FUCK…."
Zoro happily complied, picking up his pace. He was so close but he wanted to make Sanji cum first, wanted to watch as he came completely undone. Bringing his head down he nipped at the cooks neck, kissing and biting, marking him as his.
Sanji let out a cry as he finally reached his peak, cum painting both their stomachs and chests. Feeling Sanjis hot walls clamp down on him he finally let himself go, releasing into the cook letting out a low moan.
He slumped to the side and wrapping his arms around Sanjis waist he pulled him in close, burying his head into soft blonde hair, trying to catch his breath.
Sanji snuggled into the warmth of Zoros chest, still trying to comprehend how his night had gone from crying to this warm happiness he was currently feeling.
"Sanji?"
Sanji hummed his response, too tired and comfortable to actually respond.
"I love you" Zoro whispered softly.
Sanji felt his heart speed up and a light blush spread across his face. He moved back so he could look up at Zoro, bringing his hand up he gently cupped his cheek and captured Zoros lips in a slow, gentle kiss.
"I love you too, you idiot." He whispered against his lips, quickly capturing them again he could feel Zoro smile. Thank you for coming back to me.