Sanji was sitting in Zoro's lap, one of his slender pale fingers ran along the side of Zoro's neck. "You do realize I'm not gay."
"I know" He did know, Sanji had made that fact very clear.
"You taste so good though… so good that I think I'm willing to make an exception for you."
It felt like his blood turned to lava in his veins, his fingers wanting to touch the demon in his lap, "O-oh?"
"Do you want to touch me Marimo? I want to touch you." Sanji bite down on the side of Zoro's neck making the swordsman hiss. One of those long wonderfully skilled fingers rubbed a nipple through Zoro's shirt, making the swordsman groan audibly. "I wanna let you make me moan, can you pound me into this mattress?"
"Fuck yes" Zoro grabbed onto the demons hips, and grinded up into him reviling in the surge of pleasure from the friction. Sanji lifted up Zoro's shirt and removed it from over his head before Zoro's hands untucked Sanji's fancy dress before sliding his hands up the sides of the lean chest.
Sanji moaned in pleasure, allowing his head to fall back while Zoro made quick work of unbuttoning the blond's shirt. As soon as he had it open he started to suck on one of the demon's nipples.
"Zoro~" His name being moaned from those lips almost pushed him over the edge, he had never been so turned on in his life.
The blond started to roll his hips down into Zoro, and he really couldn't take it anymore. He needed Sanji like a man stranded on a desert island needed water.
Zoro quickly flips them and starts struggling to get the blond's pants off, Sanji is wiggling underneath him and all Zoro wants to do is pleasure him. He wants to keep hearing his name on that tongue, to lick every inch of this man, to watch him come completely undone under his hands. He wants it so bad he feels like he's going to lose his mind. As much as he pulls and tugs on Sanji's pants they won't come off.
Zoro almost feels like crying. What if Sanji changes his mind?
He looks up to reassure him that he won't regret allowing Zoro to have his way with him but Sanji is already looking at him in disappointment.
"No" Zoro pleads, "I can make you feel so good. I need you so bad, please."
"Wake up asshole, breakfast is ready" he smells cigarette smoke, even though the blond isn't currently smoking, and then he's kicked in the side and falls off the bed.
He blinks sleep from his eyes and looks up from the irritated cook smoking a cigarette. "What the hell is your problem?"
"My problem" Sanji blew smoke into the air, and glared at Zoro, "Is that I made you breakfast, and you're trying to have my breakfast in here all by yourself." Sanji crouches in front of him, "Maybe I should eat first before I feed you?"
Zoro grabbed Sanji's tie and pulled him close, quickly kissing him. Sanji crawled his way into his lap and Zoro wanted nothing more than to continue where his dream had left off.
Sanji parted his lips easily allowing Zoro to deepen the kiss but unlike the dream as soon as Zoro touched him he was stopped.
The demon's hands pulled Zoro's away and stood back up licking his lips. Zoro mirrored him, licking his own lips as well.
"Not happening Marimo, be happy I even allow the kisses. Thanks for the meal, now it's your turn." Sanji left the room again, leaving Zoro to slam his head into the floor. This fucking demon was going to be the end of him.
Sanj and him had been exchanging three "meals" a day for about two weeks now and he had these dreams. Every. Single. Fucking. Night.
He wanted to get in the demon's pants so bad. The problem wasn't just that he wanted to get in his pants though, if that was the only problem it wouldn't be so bad.
The problem was that Sanji would leave after cleaning the dishes after a meal, trying to see what he could do to break a contract.
Zoro on the other hand wasn't looking at all, and every time Sanji came back upset that he still had no clue on how to break it, Zoro felt relieved.
He didn't tell Sanji what he was researching instead was a way to fight Mihawk while already having a contract. He didn't tell the demon he enjoyed their arguments, and constantly looked forward to meal time.
Meal time consisted of Sanji's complete attention on him, a belly full of the best damn food he's ever tasted, as well as the object of all his wet dreams sucking face with him.
Zoro didn't dare tell anyone, but he didn't want this contract to break. Besides the horrible never satisfied erections, this was the best decision he had ever made.
Sanji had started opening up to him more as well during the times of day they spent together.
He knew about the Sanji's other demon friends: Brook, Luffy, and Usopp. He knew about the "old geezer" that raised him. He learned about how Sanji's and Nami's relationship blossomed into friendship. He knew Sanji loved the ocean, romance and flowers.
Zoro had told him about himself as well. He told him about his friendship with Chopper, Robin and Kunia. He explained how he practically grew up in the dojo. He told him how Kunia was also his first girlfriend, but they decided they were better as friends. He told Sanji about how she ended up giving up on their childhood dream, instead taking over her father's dojo, settling down with a nice man and having some kids of her own.
Zoro promised her to carry on their dream for both of them.
They also talked about pointless little things that didn't mean anything. The conversations always ended up in similar ways, insults being thrown back and forth before Sanji would smile and bring up breaking the contract.
To be fair Zoro knew he wasn't exactly making the situation any better. Every time Sanji brought up wanting to break the contract, Zoro always acted like he wanted it broken as well. He never admitted any of his secret thoughts about wanting to keep the contract. What exactly was he supposed to say? "Hey, you drive me ape-shit crazy and I can't trust you because you're a demon but I wanna spend all of my time you anyways. Also I really want to have sex with you, a lot."
Yeah… cause that would go well.
A part of him just wanted to believe that it was lust. He lusted a succubus whose only job was to make humans lust them. A part of him tried to convince himself that if he could only have his way with the succubus once, that he would be able to overcome it.
A bigger part of him knew better though. He knew that it wasn't that simple. He didn't just want sex, he wanted a lot more than that. Those thoughts were complicated though, so he preferred not to think about it.
Jesus was Sanji straight though.
Zoro kept hoping that maybe after so much time, if they couldn't break the contract that Sanji would change his mind. He felt that maybe that dream he had could be a reality.
By the time he got to the kitchen, after jumping in a cold shower, Sanji looked really irritated.
"I managed to keep the food warm asshole, would it kill you to get down here on time? I only serve breakfast at the same time every day, you shitty marimo."
Zoro responded with a lazy shrug, which only further irritated the cook.
That was another thing Zoro had realized, it was so fun and easy to piss Sanji off. "Well I got good news for the both of us at least."
"What's that? A new recipe?"
"Nope" Sanji's smile suddenly made Zoro feel worried. "Seems like Luffy's brother has some connections to a really powerful demon. Guess what, he says that this demon may actually have the power to break our contract!"
The fork that had been in Zoro's hand clattered to the table, before bouncing and hitting the floor.
'No no no nononono' It suddenly felt like something sharp and icy was clamping down on his heart. There is no way. Is there?
"But you said that Brook didn't know a way and he's the king of hell right? I don't think you should get your hopes up." Zoro couldn't help but feel himself start to panic.
"It's worth a shot though, isn't it Marimo? If we get this shit sorted out we don't ever have to see each other again."
Zoro was definitely freaking out. This couldn't work, it had to not work. He needed more time with Sanji. Nothing was supposed to be able to work. There wasn't supposed to be a way to break the contract!
