A/N: So this is a yaoi fic…so if you have a problem with that I suggest you leave right now. I don't want to get any reviews telling me I'm sick…because I already know that. Anyway there so many fics out there that you know Zoro and Sanji find out they have feelings and crap and then it takes them forever to finally admit it and whatever. Well why don't we just skip that and go straight to the action.

Objects of Possession and Desire

Chapter 1

It had become routine, the lying, the pretending, and the sneaking. It was vital that they made sure that they weren't caught; but how hard it was to hide a secret like a love affair from a crew of inquisitive pirates. But so far it they had been good at hiding their relationship. For weeks they secretly snuck somewhere and for a couple of hours they became oblivious of the outside world. They would act like they had always acted in front of each other, violent and aggressive. Then when no one was looking they would sneak off together and do unspeakable things. They had secretly done it in the shower, on the kitchen table, in Zoro's room, in the broom closet, and in almost every other place they could think of. On this particular day they had just put on an extra good argument for show and then they hurriedly rushed to Sanji's room.

Zoro swooped into the empty bedroom as he savagely grabbed Sanji by the waist. He quickly pinned the blonde cook against the wall capturing his lover's lips into a passionate kiss. How long he had wanted to do that. One hand was placed on the cook's waist and the other positioned on his neck as their lips caressed. The cook's arms wrapped were around the swordsman's shoulder bringing him closer. Desire flaming in every touch and kiss as their bodies grinding wildly into each. Sanji kicked the door of his bedroom gently to close it behind them without breaking their fierce kiss.

When Zoro was around the egotistical bastard he just couldn't control himself, the throbbing desire burned like wildfire and spreading throughout his whole body. He wanted him so badly. He spent most of his time arguing and trying to kill the cook but still he found himself longing to hold the blond close to him. The little things that the blond did to make drive Zoro crazy only intensified the swordsman's yearning to be with him. The green-haired swordsman found his way to the cook's neck, the scent of Sanji's musky cologne filled his nostrils as he covered the neck in hot kisses. The pair slowly steered their way to the bed on the other side of the bedroom not letting go of the other.

Zoro broke away from Sanji and scrappily took off his shoes. Then quickly he pulled his shirt over his head in one swift movement The blond hastily removed his shoes and jacket. He pulled off his tie in one jerk. Before he could take off his shirt Zoro moved in for another passionate kiss. The swordsman roughly shoved the other man into the bed as he claimed his lips. On top of Sanji, Zoro seductively unbuttoned the cook's shirt as their mouths and tongues fought fitfully. Finally he slipped off Sanji's shirt. Zoro moved from Sanji's mouth to trail kisses on his neck and collarbone. The blond carefully knotting his fingers into Zoro's green hair as he softly moaned from contentment.

Sanji grabbed Zoro roughly by the shoulders and turned him over, switching their positions. It was his turn. Sanji smiled evilly at the swordsman before diving in. He quickly started from the neck and tracked kisses all the way down Zoro's muscular toned abs, adding hints of teeth and tongue. Blessing every knot and scar on his lover's scarred but beautiful body. His mouth making his way through every patch of skin on Zoro's body while his fingers stroked gently Zoro's bareback causing the man to groan softly.

Sanji was so good at this. His hands knew exactly where to touch and his mouth always finding the right spots. His dexterity prominent in the way he handled the other man. This caused the deep desires that Zoro keep buried inside to surface just from Sanji's touch. The desire, the lust, the yearning for the man more powerful than ever.

Suddenly it hit him. Sanji was so good at this, actually now that Zoro thought of it he was a little too good. A dawning realization and a horrible thought caught up to the swordsman as the cook continued to caress Zoro's body. A dark uncertainty was sown and for the very first time Zoro was having doubts.

"Sanji, can I ask you something?" Zoro's voice came out in a soft whisper as Sanji made his way to Zoro's tanned neck. Reluctance gripped Zoro firmly but the swordsman knew that if he never asked then he would never really be comfortable with Sanji.

"If you're going to ask me if I love you…you already know the answer to that." The blonde answered mockingly as he stopped briefly and looked Zoro in the eye.

Those eyes, those hands, those lips, they were Zoro's now but Zoro had to know if any of these things had ever belonged to someone else. "I'm not your first am I?" Zoro blurted out as the words came out in a painful undertone.

Taken aback by Zoro's sudden inquisition the blonde removed himself from the bed and stood with his back to the swordsman. Silence engulfing him while shadows obscured his face.

He expected as much, but somehow it still surprised him. "I figured as much…you must have attracted a lot of girls." Zoro sat up on the edge of the bed as he stared at his lover's bareback. Then horror struck the swordsman as another realization grasped him. The next question came out in a horrified whisper. "They were girls weren't they?"

The blond opted keep his back turned to Zoro. "Most of them…" He answered barely audible enough to be heard.

"Holy Shit..." Zoro hands flying to his head. He regretted even asking the blond. How painful it was to know that the man he loved had been in the arms of another. Sanji was his. The blond man belonged to him and only him.

Sanji finally turned and faced his green-haired lover, remorse tinted in his eyes. "Come on...If I knew that one day I'd fall in love with a bastard like you then maybe I would have done something to stop it. But I can't do that can I." He explained solemnly.

"At least I don't know the bastard..." Zoro replied eying Sanji.

Guilt was written all over Sanji's face.

"Fuck. I know him don't I?" The swordsman's words coming out enveloped in anger. Every answer to Zoro's questions only brought more and more anguish

"Well…" The blond started slowly.

Zoro stared irritably at the cook. "Shit...Well tell me or something..."

A smug smile spread across Sanji's lips. "I don't know if you can handle that information."

"Just tell me the bastard's name." Zoro's blood was starting to stir. How the bastard loved to tease to him. These were the little things that made Zoro crazy; they fueled Zoro's loathing for Sanji. But that didn't mean that Zoro loved Sanji any less.

The blonde sighed and decided it would be best just to tell him. "Well it was Luf..."

"Don't tell you raped Luffy!" Zoro exclaimed as he interrupted Sanji irreverently.

Again Sanji let a conceited smile play across his mouth. "It wasn't Luffy...but you did give me a great idea..."

Zoro had enough. "Just tell me who the hell it was!" Zoro fumed his voice shaking with rage.

"It was Luffy's brother..." Sanji exclaimed calmly.

"What? That shirtless guys with the fire coming out of his fists!" Anger gripped the swordsman. If he ever meet that bastard he swore with his very breathe that he's rip him apart.

"Well I was lonely and I don't know one thing lead to another and yeah..." Sanji exclaimed earnestly avoiding his lover's angry glares.

"Shit..." Zoro's emotions were a whirlwind of emotions shock, anger, and self-pity. It hit him hard. It was like a pile of bricks had dropped out of the sky. He didn't what to think or feel. The passion he felt for the bastard was couldn't be compromised, but the feeling of betrayal stuck like an arrow to his heart.

"Well he does have nice abs." Sanji exclaimed in a matter-of-fact way.

Zoro just shot Sanji a heated look. He loved Sanji but at that moment his hatred for Sanji was dominating over his love.

"Come on don't be like that...Ace has nice abs but I like yours a lot better..." Sanji leisurely strolled over to where was sitting Zoro and kneeled in front of him. He kissed his lovers abs once, looked up at Zoro's infuriated expression and then followed it by a new wave of hot kisses across Zoro's well toned abs leading up to Zoro's chest.

Sanji slowly stopped the kisses and sat on the bed behind Zoro. He wrapped his arms around the man and whispered to his ears. "I…you know…love you…you know that don't you?"

Zoro didn't budge from his spot letting the blond embrace him. He couldn't help it. He couldn't stay mad at Sanji for long. His anger was subsiding and his desire quickly taking over him again. "You now I'll have to kill Ace the next time I see him." Zoro exclaimed half-serious.

Sanji opted to casually massage Zoro's back; the blond's gentle fingers dancing across Zoro's sensitive skin. "I didn't know you could be so possessive." Sanji murmured slyly as he kissed Zoro behind the ear. "You're cute when you're jealous."

Again with the teasing and the endless smart-ass remarks. It was really a wonder on how Zoro could hate and love the same person so passionately. Whoever said that love was all sweet words and tender smiles didn't know what they were talking about. The egotistical comments and smirks was just the way the blond showed he cared. Twisted, yes. Did he care? Not one bit. All he cared about was Sanji.

The man, his touch how it made Zoro lose control and made him forget reality altogether. He fervently grabbed Sanji by the waist and pushed him into the bed once again. "You're mine Sanji, only mine. Be mine forever." He breathed into the blond's ear before he went in for another kiss.

He held Sanji's lips to his, the blond not protesting. He couldn't help it anymore he only wanted Sanji. He hands trembling worked their way down to Sanji's pants. He unhurriedly unbuttoned the black pants as he continued to busy his lips with Sanji's. Zoro couldn't control his emotions anymore; he was on the edge, his desire almost ready to rupture from the inside. He was about to undo the zipper when suddenly a noise came from the other side of the room.

Zoro quickly pulled apart from Sanji just as the door to Sanji's bedroom was flung open. "SanjI I…" It was Nami. The tangerine haired navigator was standing in at the door. Revelation and shock gripped her firmly as she stood frozen at the doorway. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth gaped at the implausible scene she was witnessing. Before anyone could say another word Nami ran out of sight. Ran away trying to understand what she had just seen.

"Fuck. Think she saw anything?" Zoro breathed heavily in a panic. Their secret had been discovered. They had been found out and after the work they had put into lying to their crewmates. What were they going to do?

"No. She didn't see anything. The woman's as blind as a bat. She didn't see you trying to get into my pants." Sanji replied sardonically as he sat up from the bed and calmly stared at the open door.

Zoro shot his lover another irritated look.

To be Continued…