Title: Little Things
Disclaimer:One Piece is a manga created by Eiichiro Oda and is in no way affiliated with this fiction. The plot however, is a product of my own intellect, please do not duplicate or repost anywhere else without my expressed permission. Thank you.
Warning: Sexual implications/situations

10; The Drug

"Fuckkkkk Luffy... oh fuck."

Zoro let his head fall back with a thud onto the wall; his fingers curling into Luffy's hair, making the younger man take him in completely. A light sheen of sweat appeared on Zoro's forehead, his free hand had formed a fist which he was using to muffle his moans. Zoro's eyes rolled back, his chest rising toward the ceiling of the captain's quarters as he reached his release.

"Did that... did that work?" Zoro asked, out of breath. His eyes still closed, he didn't want to see for himself, or feel for himself. He was just tired.

"No... oh crap what the hell was in those herbs?!" Luffy sat back on his hind legs, looking bug eyed at Zoro's towering erection.

"WHY WON'T IT GO DOWN ALREADY, IT'S BEEN 5 FUCKING HOURS" Zoro was exasperated, he didn't mind being loud and shouting because they had the ship to themselves. The crew were off still exploring the island they had docked at. They only had another fifteen minutes to half an hour before anyone came back. They were running out of time.

It all started when Luffy was pulled aside by a man selling various herbs in a small stall at the start of the market precinct. He boasted a collection that he said was collected from around the world, from the end of the east blue to the end of the south blue sea.

Luffy was always excited to see new things; he was especially excited when the conniving man whispered in his ear about his newest product. "It will spice up your bedroom!" Needless to say that was the only stall they visited – after Luffy round up some food and alcohol for later of course.

And it did. Oh yes it did 'spice up the bedroom'. The first two or three hours after Luffy had convinced Zoro to take the herb they couldn't take their hands off one another. The floor, the walls, the bed, everywhere. Luffy thought it was hilarious, he couldn't stop playing with it – poking it, touching it.

"Oh god hahaha I'm sorry... I can't Zoro." Luffy fell back onto his back breathing in deeply, trying not to choke when he burst into laughter every five seconds.

The sun was beginning to set and Frankie and Robin had agreed to be back when the sun was halfway down in the sky. They only had ten minutes before the pair came back to reclaim the ship for the night watch.

"Luffy this is your fault! Come on come on get on with it."

"I'm tiredddddd can't you try again?" Luffy pouted, his chest still heaving and covering in sweat.

"I swear to god I'm getting a blister on my hand" Zoro hissed as his hand made contact with his still very swollen, and very much erect manhood.

"Your hands always have blisters"

"Just shut up and help me" Luffy sat up and sighed, a wide grin stretching his lips.

Footsteps thudded across the roof of the room and Robin's voice floated down the stairs, alerting the couple that they were not alone. Luffy and Zoro scrambled to get their clothes; Luffy had much less trouble dressing himself and took a moment to laugh at his poor swordsman waddling around trying to get on his pants.

"You're lucky those pants are looseeee~"

Luffy giggled and pinched his rear suggestively, collecting a bag of money that lay on the desk on his way out of the room.

"We didn't even use all of it~" Luffy smiled slyly, looking over his shoulder at the other man desperately trying to arrange himself so that his pants and swords could cover his predicament.

"Let's go find a place to stay and see how long this will take to go down" Luffy winked at him, turning away to respond to Robin who was calling out to him to see where he was.

"I hate you."

Just a short little one to let you all know I'm still here and haven't abandoned this work.