Chapter eleven: A bet?
The scent of freshly brewed Jasmine green tea filled the kitchen of the Thousand Sunny as Sanji poured the warm liquid into 3 glasses.
"I can't believe we're that close!" Exclaimed the little reindeer happily. They will be reunited with their crew in a matter of hours! Or so he hoped.
"Yeah me too…" Zoro said as he took a sip of the sweet tea the cook prepared for them. The green haired swordsman's mind was somewhere completely different. His thoughts consisted of what will happen between himself and the cook, how they would get their crew back, what would happen if the crew found out what the cook and he had and lastly, the way Sanji said his name. The way the cook had said his name was practically memorizing to the swordsman. "Zoro…Zoro…"
"OI MARIMO, ARE YA LISTENING!?" Sanji shouted at the swordsman. Zoro had been staring at the wall for over 5 minutes, what else would be more important than finding his crew?!
"Uhh… Yeah cook." Zoro mumbled as he made terms with reality. He knew he had to be on full alert now. No daydreaming about the cook!
Sanji paused and continued "Alright, so I'm not quite sure what to expect out of these Kleening brothers, Chopper did they look strong?" Sanji inquired with a slight worry in his deep blue eyes.
"Well… Kind of… I mean I bet Luffy could take them out in a single punch. They look more like tricksters. You know, mind games and stuff." Chopper replied with a puzzled look as he continued to think back to that horrid night.
"So..." Zoro added "If we find their place and kick their asses… our nakama will be saved?"
"So it seems…" Sanji replied and let fresh nicotine fill his lungs. "Unless they have them in some kind of weird trap; that would cause problems."
Zoro nodded and took another sip of the calming tea. The sun was setting; beaming its rays into the kitchen. A beautiful pink, orange and yellow painted the walls inside the Thousand Sunny.
Chopper looked up, "Sanji, how long until we get to the island?"
"I surely do not even compare to our precious Nami-swan… But I'll say tomorrow mid-afternoon. What would you two like for dinner?"
"Warm soup!" Chopper exclaimed and jumped up and down on his chair.
Zoro smiled and nodded "yeah, that sounds pretty good."
"You got it. It'll be ready in an hour or so." The cook said as he headed to the storage room. He waved at the two as if to say "go do your own thing until then".
"Well I haven't trained in a while so I'll be in the crow's nest." Zoro paused. "Again…" He looked down at the floor and semi-jogged out before Chopper could say anything.
Ack. That sounded terrible! The swordsman thought as he climbed up to the crow's nest. He really was relieved he could do some training, since he and the cook have begun to... get along; his training regime had been off.
That baka marimo! The blonde cook said under his breath. How obvious could he have been?! He's lucky Chopper is as innocent as he is. With Nami and Robin around they would have to be more careful. What would the crew say if they found out? Surely they'd accept them… We are nakama. Then again, it's quite a rush knowing someone could walk in on us at any minute.. Sanji pondered that thought for a little too long, and before the blonde knew it; he felt a tightening in his pants.
As the cook cursed the swordsmen under his breath he left the storage room with a handful of soup ingredients and an extra something in his pants.
3408..3409..3410..3411..3412.. The swordsman loved the feeling of pushing his muscles to their limits, he loved finding his true self through meditation, he also loved to cut through his enemies. That was all before Sanji. Now he has love for one other, that ero-cook. To Zoro that name has more than one meaning. 3425..3426..3427.. For the marimo, clearing his mind of all thoughts was now an obstacle he could not breach. When he closes his eyes, all he can see is the blonde cook, thick veil of hair covering one eye and a swirly brow over the other. He sees his deep blue emotion-filled eyes and smoke slowly rising into the air above his lover.
3434..3435..3476.. Ah who am I kidding? I have to be with that cook right now. And with that thought, Zoro climbed down from the crow's nest to keep his cook company.
Zoro stepped into the kitchen to see the cook hard at work making a delicious soup.
"Oi, cook! I got bored... So…Do you need help…or something…?" Zoro stumbled over his words, he hadn't prepared a speech or even knew what he was going to do once he was in the same room as the cook. All he wanted was to be with the cook.
The blonde, not sensing the marimo's arrival jumped a little and his face flooded with red. He still hadn't done anything about his "issue" and the man who caused it was standing in the doorway.
"Ohh.. Hey marimo.." Was all Sanji could squeeze out. He wasn't sure whether he should turn around and let himself be exposed or kick his lover out of the kitchen.
"…Uh hi.." Zoro raised one eyebrow, closed the door and slowly walked towards the cook who was facing away from him. "Am I not allowed to see your adorable face?" Zoro said with a smirk on his face.
Sanji froze. He didn't know why he felt the need to hide his attraction to Zoro… He was just afraid as to how to swordsman would react. Would it seem as though he was touching himself and thinking about the green haired man? Would Zoro like that? Would it offend him? Sanji couldn't shake these silly thoughts.
"Well.. Can I be honest, shitty swordsman?" Sanji finally replied.
Unaware of what the cook was hiding Zoro confidentially responded with an "of course!" But before the cook could even begin to reveal his state the swordsman wrapped him arms around the blonde's waist and whispered into his ear.
"Don't worry, question, I was thinking about you too." And with that the swordsman gingerly slid his hands down the slim cook's body, into his pants and around his length. The warmth of the swordsman's calloused hands sent a jolt of heat throughout the whole man's body.
"But I'll be honest with you ero-cook… I wasn't thinking THOSE sort of things." The green haired man said as he got a firmer grip of the cooks hardened length and began to take care of it for the blonde.
Sanji tilted his head back onto the other man's shoulders and let out a sigh. Zoro smiled and kissed the blonde's cheek. He loved the way the cook showed he was enjoying Zoro's hands. The swordsman could tell that Sanji was in pure bliss.
Just as the blonde was beginning to breathe heavy, Zoro stopped. He slipped his hand out of the cooks pants and once again wrapped his arms around the cook.
"O..Oi.." Sanji said as he twisted around so he could face his lover. Their groins brushed and Sanji gently pressed his length against Zoro's. The marimo shook his head and smiled.
"What about dinner? You sure you can handle me AND prepare a meal, cook?" Zoro gave Sanji a taunting smile. He loved to pick at the cook.
"Of course I can baaaka." Sanji exclaimed as he turned back to face his cooking and slid one of the swordsman's hands down his pants.
"Wanna bet?" Zoro said as he gently squeezed one of the cook's balls.
Sanji let out a slight moan but quickly bit his lip. "Whatever you say, you shitty marimo. What are the stakes?"
"Hmmmm…" Zoro hummed as he slowly kissed down Sanji's neck. "How about… when I win you have to work out with me and let me blind fold you and hand cuff you next time we have time alone.." As the green haired man whispered his stakes into the blonde's ear, he began to suck on the blonde's earlobe.
"Tch… That's IF you win, marimo! Wait, how will we know who wins?" Sanji questioned as he continued to chop the vegetables for the soup.
"Either… Your legs buckle or you cum." Zoro said happily and bit on Sanji's neck.
"Ouch you jerk… If that leaves a mark…" The cook threatened and began to set his wager. "Alright so when I win… Let's see…" The cook let out a puff of smoke and continued "You have to clean up the kitchen after each meal, like you did today and I can do anything to you next time you are on watch." Sanji said with a confident smile plastered on his face.
The green haired man could tell the blonde was smiling "oh wipe that smile off your face you dork. I've never lost a bet."
"There's a first for everything." The cook said as he began to fry some beef.
"Oi, that's a head start!" The marimo protested.
"Psh… No way! You had be almost there you baka marimo!"
"Oh did I?.." That smirk the swordsman always wore in a battle appeared on his face. He began to gently rub the tip of Sanji's length and unzip the cook's pants and slid the cook's hardened cock out. The green haired man began to roughly suck on the cook's neck and jerk the other man off.
The blonde let out a slight moan and he felt a warmth on his cheeks. He bit his lips and continued to make the soup. He turned the heat up on the stove so the meat would cook faster and he would win this silly bet with the marimo. He wouldn't lose to a shitty swordsman like Zoro, no way in hell!
Zoro licked his fingers and slowly lead a cold trail of saliva up the cook's neck. He tried to turn the cook's head to the side but Sanji slapped his hand away. "Fine…" Zoro said under his breath. He licked his fingers once again and slid them up and down the blonde's shaft. It sent a chill throughout the cook's whole body. The blonde felt his knees slightly shake. The blonde's eyes opened wide and realized what was happening. The bet had just begun! He wasn't gonna lose.
"Uh oh… Look's like I'm in for an easy win, huh cook?" Said the swordsman confidentally.
The blonde slowly reached behind his back and undid the swordsman zipper and slid his already hardened length out and slowly began to grind against it.
"Woah cook.. oi…" Zoro said, his face flushed with confusion and pleasure.
"Tables have turned eh, baka marimo?" A smirk appeared on the blonde's face as he licked his lips. How he wished he could have seen the swordsman's face when he gave him that little surprise. But he knew that wasn't the last time he'd cause his green haired lover to make such a face.
"Tch. Just remember you still have to make that soup." The still tense swordsman spat out as he began to jerk off the cook with no mercy.
"Zo..Ro…Ooo…"
The swordsman had the biggest smile on his face. The cook leaned his head back against Zoro's shoulder and the green haired man could see the red covering the blondes face. The swordsman saw the blonde's breathe become heavier and heavier. He knew the blonde was nearly there.
"Sanji.. I think you lost…"
Zoro heard a faint "mhm…" just as the swordsman picked up the blonde and propped him on the counter. He got between the cook's legs and began to suck off his lover until the other man filled the swordsman's mouth. The swordsman gently kissed up the cook's neck and placed his hands on either side of the cook. The blonde's eyes were glazed with passion. The shitty swordsman was very proud of himself. He gave the cook a few minutes to recover as he covered his lover's body with kisses and light nibbles.
As soon as the cook was back to his normal self, Zoro got a sharp kick to the shins and was forced to sit at the table to watch the blonde cook. Although, the swordsman didn't mind that at all; he loved just being in the same room as the cook. The green haired man's head was also filled with thoughts about what he was going to do to the cook next time…