Warning: mature sexual stuff...sorry. I'm uploading two chapters at once just in case you want to skip this one.

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The news of the demise of the two gang bosses quickly spread through town like a wildfire spurred on by powerful winds. Now that there wasn't near constant fighting and money-hungry warlords, the streets were rather quiet. The original townspeople had come out of their homes without fear for the first time in ages. It was an odd sight not seeing the rival gangs fight one another for whatever lies their bosses told them. The cleanup was quite quick too. In the past few days since Sade and Zoro killed the tyrant leaders, the bodies had been gathered and thrown into the sea for the sharks. It looked like most of the bloodstains had been scrubbed away.

And now all Zoro had to do was leave. He managed to find a captain that'll take him to their next stop. It was the night before he planned to leave, and Zoro had finished gathering what little he had in a plain knapsack and left the gutted mansion behind. He hadn't seen Sade since then. He figured she was already gone. Her job was done. There was no attachment left for her here and the same for Zoro.

That's all there was to it.

After wandering (getting lost several times), Zoro reached the harbor to the ship that was going to take him away from this damned island. It was a small frigate that was mainly a trade ship and the captain had been forced to work under one of the bosses. He was more than happy to take Zoro. He planned to sleep on the vessel until it was time to leave but there was someone in his way. A dark-haired, pale-eyed person to be exact.

Sade was sitting on the railing with her left leg crossed over her right and her head resting on her hand. Her hair was down and swaying with the pleasant breeze. The yellow-orange light from a nearby lantern flickered across her eyes. He couldn't read her expression. She just sat there silently, looking down at him. He tried to ignore her watchful gaze as he climbed the ladder and onto the deck.

The captain had told him there was a spare room previously used for illegal cargo that he could use as his own. He found it at the bow of the ship and inside were some barrels and crates along with a large hammock, table, and a couple of chairs. He tossed his bag onto one of the chairs and glanced out the open door behind him. She was still sitting on the railing.

Zoro stood there, wondering what to do. Stay in the room and sleep the rest of the night away. Or talk to Sade. With a heavy sigh, he turned on his heel and walked back toward the dark-haired woman sitting on the railing. She was staring into nothingness and didn't stir when he leaned over the ship next to her.

And there they stayed. No words were spoken between them. It was just the soft sounds on the sea against the ship, rocking it softly. Clouds were rolling in with the wind, covering the blanket of shining stars. It was weird having such a calm night, knowing there weren't going to be any more orders. It was almost unsettling.

"Finally leaving?" Her molasses-like voice cut through the silence.

"Tomorrow morning."

"Know where you're going?"

"Wherever the captain's going. What about you?"

He noticed her shrug from the corner of his eye. "I'll probably leave tomorrow too."

"Back to your mercenary friends?"

"Possibly. Not sure yet."

The quiet fell over them again. Sade stretched her arms up toward the sky turning around and hopping off the railing to the deck. He was expecting her to leave, but she just stood there with her fists on her hips. She seemed to be hesitating. Zoro studied her face, the soft features outlines by the light which gave her a preternatural appearance. She was thinking.

"What?"

Sade straightened and faced him, her eyes serious. "Sleep with me."

It took a few moments for what she said to click in his mind. But even then, he wasn't sure if he heard her right. "You want to say that again?"

"Sleep with me. No feelings, no strings attached."

"What's gotten into you?"

She suddenly became bashful, avoiding his gaze and raising a finger to her lips. "I-I just...I want to remember you."

"By having sex?"

"I know it sounds bad! You're important to me you know?" She faced him again, grabbing one of his hands in hers. Her skin was warm. "I want to remember you Zoro. This may be the last night we have together. Just tonight with nothing attached."

She was being serious. Zoro didn't know what to think. He found her attractive yes. He didn't have anything against sleeping with her even if it was just a one-night stand. He's never slept with someone before. Her bright stern eyes bore into him, and he saw her cheeks had reddened a little. He wasn't seeing her as Sade the mercenary in the light of the lantern. He saw her as just Sade. A person he had grown to like.

"No strings attached?"

She nodded once. "No strings attached."

"Fine."

Sade smiled, a brilliant smile that he hadn't seen before. She finally let his hand go and jumped off the ship to the boardwalk below. Zoro wasn't sure if this was a smart idea, but he followed her. She was the one that initiated it. Once he started traveling, there had been quite a few women that made advances toward him. He never bothered with them, and it wasn't because they were strangers. He never had an interest nor cared for it.

So why now?

Why is he going along with Sade's crazy idea? Was it because he actually knew her? Or did some small part of him want this? His brows furrowed as he continued after her. She walked with her hands behind her as she hummed. Was this really going to happen? In his slight frustration sprinkled with some anticipation, he felt his blood run south. This was her idea, not his.

No more than fifteen minutes passed when they reached a beachside inn. It was located up on a cliff that sat cozily among some hills and overlooked a lagoon. Sade strode right through the doorless threshold, nodding her head towards the clerk at the desk who looked to be closing for the night. She led the swordsman down the hall on the right where a staircase was to the second floor. Several doors were along the walls with numbers on plates outlined in brightly colored shells. She stopped at door number eight, second to last, and pulled a key from her pants pocket to let him inside.

It was quite the fancy room. A large, single room with rattan double doors opened to let in the sea air. A king-sized bed with slate-colored sheets was on the left with a small reading area next to it. A light grey sectional couch was opposite the bed with a low rattan coffee table that had an opened half-empty bottle of wine facing the night. Several lit candles were scattered around the room and giving it an earthy smell. They had been burning for a while, Zoro noticed. It was a much nicer place than the dingy closet of a room he had to stay in at the mansion.

Zoro was going to ask what now, but Sade was already ahead of him. She had her back to him, and she had pulled off her long-sleeved shirt, dropping it to the floor. Three things he immediately noticed. The first thing was her figure. Even though she wore tight shirts for more movability, seeing her soft curves bare in the candlelight was enough for his imagination to run wild. The next thing he noticed was a tattoo that covered most of her back. It looked like a tree with many branches and roots encircled by a massive serpent eating its own tail all inked in black. Lastly, there were other markings. There were three dark lines on either side of her neck. He wasn't sure if they were a part of the tree or not, but his mind was elsewhere now.

The swordsman didn't want to wait any longer.

He left his three swords by the couch and approached her, his hands reaching for her exposed waist. He felt her shudder under his touch. Her skin was warm and smooth. A carnal, primal instinct seemed to guide him as he leaned to kiss her shoulder and his fingers dipped under her pants. Her head tilted to the side as she pushed back against him. There was no stopping this.

Zoro turned her around, seeing her face bright red and her arms covering her chest. There was a very prominent scar along her collar bone he was responsible for when they first met. He traced over the marred flesh with his thumb and she shivered. He stared at her breasts which were no bigger than large oranges then his eyes trailed down. He stopped once he saw a much larger scar. This one was diagonal across her stomach from under her right breast and ending underneath the hem over her pants. His fingers traced over this one as well. He then trailed one of his hands up to her breast with a thumb just barely brushing against her hardened nipple. Her breath hitched in her throat and little sparks raced over her skin.

Sade wanted to explore his body too. Her hands tugged at his shirt impatiently, pulling the article of clothing up. He removed it and her hands trailed over his abdomen. Her soft hands elicited a faint groan from him. His torso was toned from years of training. Much like her, he had scars etched on his skin. There was the once she left on him over his right shoulder. She looked up at him, seeing his dark gaze clouded.

He suddenly grabbed her by her hips and pulled her to him, hissing through his teeth when he felt her perky breasts against him. He just held her like that with a hand on the back of her head and his fingers tangling themselves into her long hair. He could feel her heartbeat against his torso. Her shaky breathing was warm.

She felt him when she noticed he was grinding against her softly. He was hard. Out of curiosity, one of her hands rubbed over the bulge in his pants. He growled. A low dangerous growl warning her. She kept with her movements, feeling him throb in her palm. Even through the fabric, she could tell how hot he was. How big he seemed to her.

Just as quickly as he grabbed her, he pushed her away from him and guided her toward the bed. She tumbled backward onto the sheets when the back of her knees hit the edge. He didn't move at first, seeing her hair spilling around her head and her breasts rising with her breaths. Her ice-blue eyes beckoned him as she moved herself to lay fully on the bed. His member twitched in its confines.

He wanted her.

He wanted to fuck her.

In a swift movement, he undid his pants and nearly ripped them off along with his boxers. She watched as his fully erect member was finally free. Heat rose in her cheeks and her womanhood quivered. She had just noticed how wet she was. Before she could follow in suit to remove her last bits of clothing, he was on top of her. His body pinned her to the bed and settled between her legs. His length rubbed over her clothed slit, making her shudder with a soft gasp.

He did something he never thought he would ever do. He kissed her. It was rough and sudden, but she gave herself to him. Their lips moved together for a few seconds before he shoved his tongue in her mouth, not waiting for an invite. Her taste was sweet and slightly salty. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her while her fingers played with his hair. He broke the kiss first, staying close to her face with heavy breathing. Only one thing left to do.

Without a word, his hands traced along her inner thigh and up to the hem. She watched him as he unbuttoned her pants and slowly pulled them down to above her knees. He sat back, lifting her legs up to remove her pants completely, and tossed them aside. There was another throaty groan from him as he saw her lay there completely bare. His eyes traced over her pale skin which was illuminated by the flickering candles. He noticed how smooth her womanhood was.

He placed himself back between her legs with his hands on either side of her waist on the bed and slowly began rubbing against her slickness. It was just a few movements, but the sudden pleasure hit both of them like a wave roughly crashing into the side of a cliff. Would he even be able to hold back?

"Are you ready?" His voice was strained. He couldn't wait any longer.

She stared up at him with those icy eyes and slowly nodded. There was no turning back now. He aligned himself at her slick entrance as he steadied himself on his hands. His jaw went taut when he pushed his hips forward, the tip of his length breaking past the untouched barrier. He watched her face as she bit her bottom lip with quivering breaths and eyes shut. She was so tight around him like a vice. Tears pricked at her the corners of her eyes. Slowly he filled her until his pelvis was flush with hers, the coarse hair above his shaft tickling her sensitive skin.

He didn't dare move. Part of him was afraid if he did, he would be sucked into that void of carnal need. His whole body was screaming at him to just ravish the woman under him. This newfound feeling was sending jolts of electricity throughout his nervous system. He forced himself to wait for her to settle down. He watched her carefully.

When her eyes opened, she was met with the sight of a man wanting her. It made fire dance over her skin. He was patient with her as she was getting used to the slightly painful sensation of being stretched in a place no one had touched before. His gaze was hard and his jaw tight. She nodded at him, ignoring the tears that fell.

Before he gave in, he leaned down to kiss her. It was a soft gentle kiss that helped ease the pain as he slowly pulled back and pushed forward. Her breath was caught in her throat from the discomfort. Her hands had found his biceps and her fingers dug into his skin. She did her best to just focus on his tongue on hers, his breath mixing with hers, his scent filling her nose. It didn't help that his rhythm was sporadic and awkward.

He broke the kiss, seeing her lips partially parted and her cheeks tinged a faint red. She squirmed under him, her thighs squeezing his hips. He noticed she was more relaxed around him and the softest of moans replaced the trembling breaths. It wasn't long before he realized she was moving with him and how much more natural this was starting to feel for the both of them.

His movements were still slow but deep. Each time he pulled his hips back and thrust forward softly, she felt sparks crackle along her spine. The initial pain had begun to subside, and her hips started to rock in tandem with his. She was soft, warm, and slick around him and each time he slid in, she tightened ever so slightly. Once he found his rhythm, he ground against her faster and harder.

That made a breathless moan of his name escape her lips. A moan that made his nerves ripple with need. His fingers gripped the soft flesh of her hips as he lifted her up slightly to go deeper. That moan turned into a cry. Her hands were quick to cover her mouth and her eyes closed tightly, hoping to hide the embarrassment of being so exposed to him. He wasn't going to allow that. He grabbed both her wrists in one of his hands and held them above her head as his pace slowed to a stop. Her pale gaze opened and met his, aroused and slightly confused. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear.

"I want to watch you Sade," he murmured, his breath hot. He kissed along her neck, searing her skin with each touch before pulling back. The face he was making as he continued with his rocking made her heart flutter with lust. His brows were furrowed and sweat dotted his forehead. His mouth was slightly agape with heavy breaths each time he filled her. He looked so vulnerable.

...more.

More.

More.

Her hands reached up to his cheeks and pulled him down to her, kissing him passionately. His taste, his scent, his thrusts. She was greedy, wanting more of the unguarded man above her. He deepened the kiss as his hands trailed down her sides and around to her back, stopping on the cheeks of her ass. He felt firmness under his fingers when he squeezed. She arched against him, moaning into the kiss.

He held her up more, breaking the kiss to watch her face as he thrust hard and deep into her. His throbbing length brushed against a very sensitive spot that cause her head to tilt back and she cried out loudly. He continued at his current pace, his harsh breathing in sync with the sound of skin against skin. It was a carnal duet full of passion. Soon it was joined by the low guttural groans and cussing of the swordsman. Her softer, higher moans were in harmony with the man fucking her.

He needed more of her as he leaned down and hid his face in the crook of her neck, moving his hands up to her hips to hold onto her tightly as his thrusts became erratic. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs around his waist. The sounds that spilled from her were wanton, but she didn't care. The deep animalistic moans from the man above her filled her ears. Their bodies were melded together in desire, chest to chest. Each movement from his body rubbed against her erect and sensitive nipples, causing pleasurable fire to spread through her veins.

When she felt his teeth latch onto her shoulder, she arched again. There was pressure building in the pit of her stomach and a buzzing rang in her ears. All comprehensible thoughts vanished from her mind. All control over her body disappeared. Primal instinct had taken over. She felt his arms rest on her upper back as he gripped her shoulder blades and laid his forehead on hers. She needed release.

"Z-Zoro...I can't hol...I can't..."

"Come."

It was a command, a deep raspy order, and her body obeyed. She felt her body go taunt as the pressure released into pure ecstasy. A powerful tingling sensation that wreaked havoc through her nerves, making her see white. He watched her fall apart, his name was screamed out in a higher octave. She tightened dangerously around him. Even if her end had arrived, he wasn't going to stop. He chased after her, his body wanting that high.

It started at the base of his spine, making the sudden multitude of sensations bolt up his back. His end suddenly slammed into him like a wave, a maelstrom of sexual rapture as he released his seed in her. His breath was stuck in his throat for a few seconds as his body tightened and quivered. He held onto the woman under him tightly, the only thing he felt like was keeping him grounded.

His hips absentmindedly rocked into her in lazy thrusts once he had settled down, slowly bringing the two of them from exorbitant sensations. He rested upon his arms he laid next to her and watched her face with heavy breaths. Her face and chest were bright red. There was a visible bite mark on her right shoulder. Sweat glistened on her skin in the candlelight and she was panting hard. Their eyes locked together. Hers were hazy from pleasure and his were dark with fading carnal want.

Her body felt heavy. Her mind was elsewhere. She could only stare at the man above her as he stared back. Her hand raised to his face, feeling his skin hot in her palm. He leaned down, placing his lips on hers as he pulled his softening member out, making a surprised gasp come from the woman below. His jaw tightened from the sudden shock, but he smirked and chuckled against her mouth. He flopped down next to her and heaved out a breath.

"No stri...no strings attached," Sade huffed out, her voice scratchy.

"No strings attached," Zoro repeated, his voice rough.

She slowly rolled to her side, snuggling up to him. She wasn't expecting him to pull her closer. He had her lay her head on his upper arm while his hand traced over her back. They stayed like that in silence with Zoro watching the shadows of the candles dance on the ceiling. He had his first with this eggplant-headed woman. She had given herself up to him willingly.

And he doesn't regret it.

"If you do leave in the morning, I won't be upset."

"That's the plan."

"Right. But for now, let's enjoy this."

He said nothing as he pulled her on top of him, letting her hide her face in his chest. Just in this moment, nothing seemed to matter. The weight of Sade felt nice. His arms tightened around her as he felt his eyes droop. They made an agreement. But part of him wished this moment wouldn't end. He was going to leave. He had to leave. Staying here would be dangerous. Staying with her would be dangerous.

"I'm sorry Sade."

There wasn't a response. Her arms snaked around his upper torso and stayed like that. She didn't move anymore, and her breathing was soft. He thought she had fallen asleep until she replied.

"I know."

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