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Chapter Twelve
Trust Me
It was 10.30 PM. Sanji was lying on his couch, still in his light blue V neck tee and black jeans, an empty beer bottle held in the hand curving on the floor. Zoro had called him at Seven and told him that he had to cancel the dinner plans due to some important work. Sanji had let him know that it was fine and they could always reschedule.
Well, Sanji really was fine with it. He was actually ecstatic that he wouldn't have to talk to Zoro about yesterday. He was not a fool; he knew Zoro would bring up the topic next time they met. But he was willing to avoid it till he could. He was no coward, but there were things he was happy not discussing, for example, his insecurities or his past miserable love life.
It was an hour later that he realized he had actually been looking forward to the dinner and know what Zoro felt about him after the theatrics he pulled. The man must have thought he was a pathetic drunk and not worth any of his time. He probably pity cuddled him and the affection shown today morning was just a continuation of that.
The delusional thoughts angered Sanji. He had portrayed himself as a weak person in front of Zoro and the man was just bearing with him. He wouldn't blame him if he stopped calling or visiting. It would actually be much better than pity. Yet, the look in the man's eye as they bore into him that morning was not that of pity and Sanji resented himself for hoping that he was not tricking himself into believing that.
Another hour of overthinking and mulling on the issue later, he had turned back to an old friend for some relief. He bought a few packs of Newport along with some groceries on his way home from work, tapping a cigarette out from one. He lit it using the dc lighter in the car and felt the nicotine calm his nerves instantly and everything became clearer as he ignited the engine and reversed his Mercedes CLS out of parking. It had been two years since he left smoking and he wondered why he made that stupid decision. The smoke filled his lungs, diffusing into his cells and they ached slightly with the sudden reunion. He blew it out slowly after absorbing all he could and watched it swirl around him. By the time he reached home, he had puffed through two smokes and was halfway through the third.
Sanji stared at a point on the ceiling, trying to understand his feelings towards Zoro. He did feel comfortable around the officer, except that night around a week ago when he had opened himself up to him and felt too vulnerable to enjoy what Zoro was doing. He couldn't deny the feelings that had made room for themselves in his heart. He knew he liked Zoro; it was more than just sex and casual dating. It was deeper than that and Sanji didn't want to think exactly how deep those feelings went.
The sex was good, ofcourse. There was no doubt in it. And Zoro had done all that he could when Sanji was, well, out of it. He came to the hospital every night, which had confused Sanji at first. He would have understood if Zoro felt guilty but the man outright denied that after a couple of nights, claiming that he enjoyed his company and that was when he started hinting on wanting to date Sanji.
Sanji sighed and got the cigarette back to his lips, taking a puff and removing it, letting it hang deliberately in between his index and middle finger as his hand relaxed off the couch arm. His phone rang and he took his sweet time in extracting it from his jeans pocket. Zoro's name flashed across his screen and a smile adorned his face automatically. The man definitely had a long life. He slid his finger on the touchscreen and tapped on the speaker, setting the phone on his chest.
"Hello?"
"Hey! I just got free." Sanji could hear chaos and sirens roaring in the background and was sure that if he turned on the Local News, he would know what was going on. But Zoro sounded a little off and Sanji decided against asking him for details on the call.
"You had dinner?"
"Uhhh... No."
"Great! Then come over, I made chicken lasagne."
"That sounds good...I'll be there in ten."
"Front door will be unlocked."
"Okay, see you."
"See you."
The noise was cut off when Zoro ended the call and Sanji took another drag, letting the cigarette sit between his lips as he sat up and snatched the empty beer bottle off the ground and moved to the kitchen to see if his Lasagne had baked, removing it from the oven and setting it on the marble counter to cool off. He dropped the empty beer bottle in the waste bin and opened one of the cupboards to find some strong liquor. He had a feeling that Zoro would need it.
He settled for absolute Vodka and fished out two clean bar glasses from another cabinet. He snuffed out his cigarette before throwing it in the trash bin to join the bottle and soon was smoking on another.
"Since when do you smoke?" Zoro's voice surprised him but he hid it and turned to look at the marimo calmly.
"Always have... Just took a small break. Do you mind?"
Zoro's eyes zeroed on Sanji's lips as they pressed the cigarette and puffed on it. No, he definitely did not have a problem with that.
"No, it's fine."
"Good." Sanji walked around the corner, a stainless steel ice bucket held in his hand. He gave Zoro a warm kiss before walking off to the kitchen. Zoro followed a few seconds later, a little distracted by the taste of smoke and beer on his lips. He looked at Sanji's ass as he walked, the black jeans doing justice to the compact muscles underneath.
He sat on the chair while Sanji poured out drinks for them. Zoro was a little confused. Sanji was behaving a bit different and he couldn't quite point out what it was. But, whatever it was, it was comfortable. He accepted the glass Sanji held out to him and waited for Sanji to join him before starting to sip on it.
"So, what happened at work? You sounded tense?"
"Hmm?" Zoro perked up at that. Sanji noticed? "It's bad. Masked men came and gassed down a day care and kidnapped all the children. The lady was in a bad state. And we were on our way to the scene when we get calls from three other day cares reporting the same thing happening to them. Thing is, none of the parents have received any ransom calls... At least not yet."
Zoro downed the glass in one go and reached out for the bottle to fill himself another shot.
"But, let's not discuss that. I had enough of that at work. Now, let's discuss you."
Sanji visibly tensed before relaxing. "What about me?"
"Look, Sanji..."Zoro leaned forward, elbows resting on the table. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. And trust me when I say I just wanted to spend some calm and relaxing time with you today. But it has been bugging me all day and I am just hoping for something from you. Anything at all. Just..."
"I don't love him anymore, Zoro." Sanji interrupted the elder man's babbling. "I really have moved on. But I was... let's say delusional in a certain matter." He sighed and leaned forward, mimicking Zoro. His eyes left Zoro's for a second to take in the black shirt he was wearing and the grey stripped tie that hung lose from his rustled collar. Black really suited Zoro. He locked eyes again and continued. "The only reason I let Law go was because he told me that he was in love with Kid and that the red haired freak reciprocated those feeling. But, I always assumed, that had I fought back for him, tried to win him back, Law would come back to me."
Zoro looked at him intently. He hadn't expected Sanji to open up to him and he was a little taken aback when he started talking.
"I met him yesterday, before I came to meet you and let's just say... he popped that bubble. He told me he was sure he would hurt me again had that happened and... that was not something I was ready to hear, though I was expecting it."
"You said you couldn't go through it again." Zoro knew he was threading dangerous waters but Sanji seemed calm and he intended to make full use of it. "Did I do something to make you feel like I would...?"
"No." Sanji cut him off again. "No, you haven't done anything to make me feel worried. It's just... Arh... How do I explain this?" A little frustration broke through his voice and his cigarette free hand ruffled his hair. "It never feels like it will go wrong. You get what I am saying? It's all flowers and rainbows in the beginning."
Zoro was the one to interrupt him this time. "Sanji, I understand what you are saying. But I feel we both are mature enough to know that's not how things work. See for yourself. We started dating after my sister almost ran you over. You were bleeding in my arms! That didn't look 'all flowers and rainbows' to me."
Sanji fell silent, listening to Zoro. The swordsman wasn't about to lose this opportunity. "Just to make things easier for us, can we both agree that this relationship is not casual?" Sanji nodded though Zoro noticed that he was now biting down on the end of his cigarette which was almost burnt out. He also felt a small butterfly flutter in his heart when he saw that Sanji didn't deny that he had deeper feelings for him.
"I don't take these things lightly. I agree I have never been in love but I have never been this serious about anyone in my life either." Sanji blinked, his eye stuck on Zoro as if trying to find a hidden fact in them. Zoro got up and sat in the seat next to Sanji, who turned in his seat to face him. He took one of his hands in his. "You can trust me, Sanji. I won't fuck up. I will be honest and we can take this as slow as you want it to be. You can tell me what you want to and keep the secrets you want to. But I will not shy away from feeling what I feel for you just because you feel scared of it."
Sanji's eye widened, and Zoro could see his walls trembling a little in them. The cigarette now hung limp from his lips, the paper almost burnt to the filter. He raised his free hand and removed it, snuffing it out on the empty plate, eyes flickering down to his lips before looking back into the ocean blue.
"I am on my way to falling in love with you and nothing you do or say will stop it from happening." Sanji's lips parted slightly as if he wanted to speak but nothing came out and Zoro palmed his cheek, running a thick thumb on the ample lips. "You can trust me, Sanji. I won't let you go to that place again."
Zoro felt the hot huff of air run over his skin as Sanji let out the breath he had been holding. Zoro leaned in impulsively, removing his hands from the lips to press onto them with his own. He kissed Sanji, trying to convey that he was serious. That he would never hurt him. That Sanji was important to him.
Sanji melted into the kiss, the emotions and meanings in it making him surrender. He felt the ferocity of the kiss even if it was tender. He moved his lips, kissing Zoro back, licking and sucking on the affection flowing from the man's lips. He felt his heart clench as he felt his walls slowly starting to break. His hand came up to hold Zoro around his neck, needing the support. He turned his head a little to deepen the kiss, Zoro tilting his own in sync.
Two hands came and grabbed his waist, pulling him so that he nearly slid off the chair. It didn't break the kiss, only made it fervor. Zoro licked his lips before sliding his tongue in his mouth, slowly lapping under Sanji's tongue, tasting the lasting cigarette on his own when he did. Somehow, the taste suited Sanji. It was a part of him that he had been missing but never realized he did. But now that he had it, he didn't want to let go.
He felt Sanji's hand slowly etch into his hair and the other came to wrap his shoulders. It was getting difficult to breathe but Zoro couldn't let go of Sanji. He wanted to hold onto him and kiss him all night. He felt Sanji explore his mouth, the tongue brushing softly against the tongue as it moved, saliva mingling and dribbling out the side of their mouth.
Finally out of air, Zoro parted their lips, gasping for air the same way Sanji was, face hot against his and lips slowly turning red from soft pink. Zoro pecked on them playfully making Sanji chuckle and he joined in not a second later, resting his forehead on Sanji's.
"I could get used to this."
"Me too." Sanji sounded sure, the blue eyes looking the way they did when Zoro had first met Sanji at the bar, just a touch softer. He shifted a little, the jeans now tight and Zoro grinned at him, squeezing his ass. "Getting uncomfortable?"
"Don't tell me you are not!"
Zoro chuckled and nuzzled the blonde. He felt like he had opened a gate. One that he didn't know how to close and his heart was swelling inside so much that it hurt a little. He kissed the pale neck, feeling the pulse quicken under his lips. He licked on it softly before clamping his mouth on it and sucked as hard as he could, feeling the muscle underneath pull as Sanji gasped and his head fell back. He licked the spot as he sucked, feeling the hot skin on his tongue. "Fuck. Zoro." Sanji gravelling out his name and clenching a fist into his hair was all Zoro needed to slide Sanji off his chair and pull him onto his lap.
The spot on Sanji's neck had already turned a dark shade of blue. He licked it before tugging on the tee that was stopping him from viewing the blush that was spreading across the pale skin on Sanji's chest. He almost regretted it when Sanji's arms unwound them from around him and pushed him back. He got up from Zoro's thighs, a smirk playing on his lips as he licked them.
Deft hands reached opposite sides of the hip and fisted around the hem in a sure movement before lifting the shirt and revealing the carved frame underneath, each muscle on the lean torso straining as Sanji pulled the tee off his head. He threw the tee to Zoro who caught it before it hit his face, eyes raking the strong sturdy arms that flung the cloth.
Sanji turned around, but not before giving Zoro a glimpse of where his fingers were reaching. The sound of a belt unbuckling sounded in the room as Sanji walked towards the hallway stairs, sparing no glance to the mosshead who got up and followed him before he even realized it, his own hardness pressing against his pants.
The belt hit the first step and Zoro fumbled with his shirt buttons as he followed the blonde upstairs. A few steps ahead, a black shirt and a tie flopped down followed by one shoe and then another. By the time they reached the bed, both the men were naked and erect.
Sanji moved, pausing to admire the muscles rippling all over Zoro's body as he pushed him on the bed and straddled him. Not one part of his body had a flaw. The scar on his chest suited his animalistic behaviour and his boner was heavy and long, almost the same length as Sanji's.
He bent down to reattach their lips, all tenderness left on the ground floor. Their lips met savagely, lust swirling in the air around them, increasing the temperature slowly and causing sweet sweat to start setting between them as their chests rubbed against each other. Hands roamed all over the others body, taking in the minute details flowing under their skin, clenching over the tendons, pulling each other closer than they already were.
But was slow too. Their touch had meaning behind it, every grind was heated and each moan was heavy with desire. Zoro's hands came to grab Sanji's hips again as the blonde ran his tongue down his neck, licking the sweat collected on the heated skin. He reached the hardening nub and bit on it before he started sucking on it, hands trailing over the tan shoulders.
Zoro arched, pushing the bud against Sanji's flat tongue, the lush friction making his cock twitch against Sanji's, who ground into him, multiplying the sensation. "Fuck. Sanji." The voice went straight to Sanji's member and he smirked softly when he felt Zoro's hands clench tighter on his ass. He trailed one hand down and held Zoro's leaking member in his hand, stroking him with pressure just shy of enough. Zoro's hips bucked and he bit back a moan. Sanji increased the pressure a little, making the pace agonizingly slow while he still sucked on the sensitive nipple.
"Sanji..." The gravel whisper reached every nerve ending on his body as one hand released him and travelled up to curl their fingers in his blonde hair, tugging on them. He obliged, leaving the oversensitive nub and trailed kissed up to the swordsman's lips, hand still moving slowly and surely on the thick member. He reached with his other hand for the bedside drawer, frustrated when it was out of reach.
"Fuck" he muttered against Zoro's panting lips, the man too distracted to kiss properly. He balanced on his hand and stretched out above the marimo, dejected that he had to let go of Zoro's cock. Zoro opened his eyes when Sanji's hand left his begging member to see Sanji's body stretched on top of him, reaching for the lube in the first drawer. He took his chance and Sanji almost yelped as two strong arms grabbed him around his chest and flipped them, the lube held tight in his hand.
Zoro leaned in and Sanji looked at him as he did, both their pupils dilated. "You're irresistible. I can't wait."Sanji felt another shiver run over his body as Zoro took the lube from his hand and leaned back on his heels, popping the bottle open and pulling Sanji's hips up to rest on his thighs. Sanji separated his legs, allowing the swordsman to have a clear view of his puckered entrance. He felt blood run to his cheeks as Zoro took in the view, pausing in the act of extracting lube on to his fingers.
Zoro's eyes travelled hungrily from his entrance to his dripping member to his flushed chest, hitching on the hickey on his neck before finally meeting Sanji's eye. He looked at the blonde laying open and welcoming under him and the need to prep him almost ran out his system. Not breaking his contact with the blue ring, Zoro finally squeezed out the lube and massaged Sanji's entrance with it, watching the eye flutter but refusing to close.
Pulling one of the ass cheeks away from the centre with his free hand, Zoro slid one finger inside. Sanji sighed as the digit entered him, rubbing him, slicking the walls with lube before a second joined in and the tightness increased. He resisted the urge to close his eyes when Zoro moved the fingers inside him, thrusting in slowly and curling it at the right spot. He gasped, body arching on it's own and eyes closing shut as the pleasure ran over him. Zoro didn't give him time to recover before curling the fingers in again making him moan.
"Fuck... Zoro..." Another finger joined the first two and stretching him and curling on the spot with every thrust. He could listen to Zoro's heavy breathing. He knew Zoro wanted to take him and was only waiting so that it didn't hurt Sanji. He opened his eyes, looking back into the lust ridden eyes which still looked at him hungrily. "Zoro... Fuck... Do it already."
That was all the permission Zoro needed and Sanji whined a little when fingers slid out of him, making him feel empty. Another pop and squeeze of the lube later, Sanji felt Zoro press into him, not realizing when he had closed his eyes. He gasped as Zoro filled him, the reach further than the fingers and pleasurably tighter.
He felt Zoro coming to lean over him, closing the distance between them as he adjusted around him. His cock was trapped between their stomachs as Zoro slipped his arms under his shoulders, holding himself up on his elbows and Sanji splayed his hands over the sweat slick, rippled back.
Zoro felt the hot tightness around his member. Sanji was being exceptionally receiving and vocal today. He realized then that the only time he had seen him like that before was when he had first met him. He pulled till he was almost out and then thrust in again, hitting Sanji's prostate, making him moan under him.
"Look at me." His voice came out low, hoarse. He pulled out and thrust in again. Sanji opened his eyes and looked at him, mouth slightly agape and another moan escaped him when Zoro snapped his hips, increasing the pace, setting a rhythm. Each thrust hit Sanji on his prostate, Zoro made sure of that, moving his hips with enough strength to make the bed squeak and move with him.
"Ah! Fuck! Zoro..." Sanji's eyes rolled back but Zoro bent and bit his shoulder, pausing in between his thrusts. Sanji's hips bucked automatically, eye's moving back to meet Zoro's, a look of indignation clear in them. "What the..?"
"Don't close your eyes." Zoro more or less ordered him, snapping his hips back into action. "I want to see you. I want to see you as you open up to me." He ruffled one hand close to his face and pushed the blonde hair away from his face. His pace faltered a little as he looked at Sanji's entire face, the eyes looking into his, a little surprised but losing the emotion as Zoro thrust into him. "You're beautiful." The words slipped out of him and Sanji suddenly arched, head pressing back into the pillows eyes lidded heavily.
"Zoro..." Sanji rasped "I need to... fuck..." Fingers pressed into his back as Sanji started moving his hips. Zoro could feel that he was close and by the tightening of his balls, he knew he wasn't far either. He bent down, allowing Sanji to close his eyes as he kissed him.
It was raw. Their movements were rough and desperate, chasing the climax. Zoro thrust himself into the blonde enjoying the sounds that escaped his mouth against his lips. He moaned into the kiss himself when Sanji rolled his hips on him. Sanji's dick rubbed between their stomachs furiously, precum leaking between them.
As Zoro felt his climax approach, he increased his speed, ramming himself inside Sanji with quick, sharp movements. He felt the muscles clamp around him as the blonde came, cum shooting between their sweat slicked skin. Fingers dug into his back and Sanji arched into him with a cry, head falling back and body moving as Zoro still trust into him, still hitting his sweet spot and sending him into a sensory overdrive.
Zoro came a few thrusts later, filling Sanji with his hot liquid making him moan as he lay in bliss under the officer. Zoro huffed against the curve of his neck as he felt his body spam and the last traces of cum emptied itself from him.
The air in the room hung with heavy sex. Laboured huffs echoed in the room as both the men clung on to each other, neither of them minding the mess they had created. They basked in each other's warmth for another minute before the temperature of the room hit them and Zoro pulled his limp form out of Sanji making him hiss. Zoro saw a bit of his cum ooze out and fuck! That was hot.
He lay on his side and Sanji cuddled into him, hair back in place and eyes still lidded. Zoro hugged him close to himself and used his foot to pull on the blanket, throwing it over them once he reached it. Sanji sighed when he kissed his head and struggled to get his arm around Zoro's neck. He was like a cat. Stretching and purring to the right touch.
Zoro nuzzled into neck again, pulling him closer. He wanted to say something but didn't know what it was. Sanji hummed in his ear "You have piercings?" Zoro turned to look at Sanji who was looking at his ear. "Yeah... I had. But I can't really wear it to work." Sanji hummed again, eye going back to Zoro's, warmth and coziness reflecting in the calm ocean. "Zoro?"
"Yes?" Zoro tensed.
"I trust you." Zoro blinked and relief swept over him. He leaned in to kiss Sanji ever so softly, lips meeting for the tiniest space of time. Zoro opened his mouth to reply but the moment was surprisingly broken with his stomach grumbling loudly and Sanji laughed, the voice relaxing Zoro further.
"C'mon. Dinner." He pushed the covers off them and was about to get up but Zoro didn't let go and held on to him tighter. "Zoro?" He got his hand up and weaved through the green hair. "Hey... What is it?" Zoro grumbled something in response. "Come again?"
"I want to stay with you a little longer. Food can wait."
Sanji chuckled when he realized that Zoro was actually embarrassed in accepting that. He never realized it was that easy to feel the man blush against his neck but decided he liked this side of the marimo and wanted to see more of it.
He settled down for a while. Food could definitely wait. And as he ran his fingers comfortably through green hair, he was glad that the fear he thought would settle in his heart later was not there.
To Be Continued...
A/N: 1.
Hope you liked this chapter as well!
Michikani Mayu: Thank you so much! And yes, exams are a headache! I don't even know why I gave these. I wasn't even interested in the place it will secure my admission in. But it's always good to have some sort of back up for the future, right?
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