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Chapter 20, Calm Before the Storm

It was the calm before the storm. They had to wait for the Marine ship's to arrive before they could do anything. It was quiet, too quiet for some. The Revolutionaries had taken up their own way of spending time and so had the Straw Hat crew. Luffy had wanted to sit with his brother, and the others had gone to spend some alone time. Everyone was more than stressed, and Sanji knew just how to get Zoro's mind off it all.

"Where are we going?" Zoro asked, resisting the pull of Sanji's hand as he lead them through the corridors.

"Somewhere private, I want to try something," Sanji responded, pulling Zoro along impatiently.

Stress was building up rapidly in all of them and Sanji had to get rid of it somehow. Zoro rose a brow, but then went along with whatever Sanji wanted. They quickly reached the room Sanji had picked and he led both of them inside, locking the door behind him.

Zoro turned to look at him, but was immediately assaulted with hot lips on his own. After a surprised grunt left him, Zoro wrapped his arms around the Cook and his knees touched the back of a bed. He fell onto it and Sanji took advantage of that, running his fingers along Zoro's biceps and his sides.

Zoro ripped his mouth from Sanji's. "What did you want to try?" he breathed in question.

Sanji smirked and pulled back. "I wondered if my power could work on another person, and I wanted to see if it would. If you want to, of course," the Cook said.

Zoro raised his brow in confusion. "How do you plan on doing that?" he asked, sitting up a little.

Sanji slid into his lap and grinned. "I wanted to turn you into a girl," he said. "If you're okay with that," he added.

Zoro looked a little surprised. "Uh," he began. "Sure, I guess."

Sanji looked more than eager and hopped off his lap. Zoro sat up more and breathed in once, then exhaled.

"Alright, go ahead," the Swordsman said.

Zoro watched Sanji as he closed his eyes and stretched out a hand. He laid it on Zoro's arm and the green haired man waited for something to happen. A weird tingling traveled up his arm and he shuddered, but he didn't feel any different.

Sanji opened his eyes and let go of him, locking eyes with his. Zoro raised his brow in question as Sanji's jaw dropped.

"Oh fuck, it worked," the blond breathed.

Zoro frowned. "It did? But I don't feel any different."

Sanji kept staring at him in utter amazement, a blush rising to his cheeks.

"What?" Zoro asked.

"Go look in the mirror, idiot," Sanji whispered.

Zoro frowned, but did as asked, and stood from the bed, walking to the full body mirror to look into it. Zoro's breath caught as he saw himself. Sanji's powers really did work on another person. And Sanji had earlier said that he had to keep touching a person to keep them changed.

"How-" Zoro started, then turned around to look at Sanji.

The blond had no words. Zoro's hair had grown a little longer, touching his neck now. His eyes had become bigger and Sanji had imagined him with sizable breasts, a curving figure and a slender waist. He was still muscular, for a girl.

"What in the name of-" Zoro began, before he cut off with a yelp as Sanji swooped him up and kissed him on the lips.

Zoro protested, but then felt himself melt into the kiss, and he wrapped his arms around his lover tightly. Sanji moaned into Zoro's mouth and the Swordsman bit into his lip, tugging it into his own mouth a little. Sanji set him down on the bed, hands shaking as he pulled Zoro's shirt over his head to reveal nothing underneath. Zoro could practically see Sanji's heart beating in his chest, and he chuckled at the sight.

"I love you," Sanji mumbled as he latched onto Zoro's neck, sucking marks into his skin.

"I love you too," Zoro replied, pressing his mouth to Sanji's golden hair.

The blond laughed into his skin and Zoro smiled. Sanji's tongue slid over his shoulder and down towards his collarbone. Zoro's smile abruptly left his face and he groaned lowly, his chest area sensitive. Sanji licked downwards, tongue poking at Zoro's scar and the Swordsman's breath hitched.

"Fucking hurry," Zoro ground out suddenly.

There was this strange heat in his lower belly and it itched between his legs. Sanji chuckled and a hand traveled over Zoro's stomach and into his loose pants. Zoro hissed at the first touch of Sanji's hand on his aching heat. He shuddered, hard, breath hitching once more.

"Sanji," Zoro moaned as the Cook dipped a finger inside him teasingly.

Zoro had never felt like this before, and Sanji was breathing more heavily every second, he seemed excited beyond normal. Zoro lifted his head and cracked his closed eyes open to look at his lover, a teasing smirk on his lips.

"You're a real pervert, aren't you?" he breathed, sitting up a little to clasp a hand behind Sanji's neck and pull him in for a kiss.

Sanji pulled back with a grin. "Of course," he said, wiggling his finger and making Zoro gasp out loud.

Sanji's fingers dipped in more and Zoro could feel it clearly. It was strange, but not unwelcome. He couldn't wait to get off, he really needed it. Sanji's mouth was hot on his shoulder and Zoro moaned softly, hands clenched in Sanji's hair. The blond groaned into him and Zoro could feel the vibration as it travelled into him. He shuddered, hard.

"Sanji, please," he whispered.

He couldn't take it anymore. Zoro was on fire and he was going to combust if he something wasn't done soon. Sanji sat up and kept his finger moving inside of Zoro, gently. He leaned down and flicked his tongue over Zoro's stomach, the Swordsman flinching away. Sanji's tongue was hot and wet and just the right pressure. Zoro threw his head back and panted, waiting for the moment Sanji would finally let him release his pent up tension.

"I'm gonna add another, okay?" Sanji panted harshly over him and Zoro realized the Cook still wore all of his clothes.

"Undress, come on," Zoro mumbled, pulling Sanji's suit jacket.

"I can't," Sanji said.

Zoro frowned and stared at him for a moment, then realized that if Sanji had to undress he had to remove his fingers.

"Oh," Zoro said. "Can I cut them off?" he asked then.

Sanji stilled for half a second, contemplating if he would let Zoro ruin his suit. His arousal won in the end and he nodded quickly. Zoro quickly pulled his Wado from her scabbard that was still hanging on his waist and put the tip to Sanji's thigh. The seam of the slacks tore almost immediately and Sanji let out a relieved sigh. Zoro would never completely destroy any of Sanji's clothes, that would be bad.

Zoro slid the blade down and cut off Sanji's pants, who then removed them with one hand. The Swordsman sliced off his suit button and Sanji shucked it off, letting it hang of his busy arm. His shirt came loose, but he didn't take it off, and the tie also hung loosely over his shoulders.

Zoro looked at him properly. His hair was a mess, blond strands almost everywhere and blue eyes hazy with lust. Sanji wanted him, and it was obvious. Zoro pulled on his hair and Sanji rose up to meet him in a kiss, swiping his tongue over Zoro's bottom lip and the Swordsman opened up. He moaned into Sanji's mouth and the Cook closed his eyes.

The green-haired man (in a woman's body) jolted as Sanji added another finger to the one already inside him. He groaned at the weird feeling, the stretch quite uncomfortable. Sanji went slow, though, and that made all the difference. After a few minutes, Zoro was comfortable again and panting heavily, boobs moving as his chest heaved. He was quite confused with this new body and jerked violently when Sanji latched onto his nipple, sucking on it and kneading the breast in his hand. The Swordsman moaned quietly and squeezed his eyes shut tightly.

Sanji pulled off with a filthy pop and Zoro groaned as the blonde moved down his body, and suddenly there was a warm tongue on his clit. Zoro practically screamed and his hands flew to Sanji's hair, body twitching as Sanji worked him into orgasm. The Swordsman's whole body shuddered and locked up and he came hard, vision going white and noise fading away.

Slowly, Zoro came back to himself and watched as Sanji licked his lips, a smirk on the blond's face. Zoro scowled, but that was quickly wiped off his face as Sanji moved his fingers, now three and deep within Zoro. He squeaked and shuddered out a breath, gripping his own longer hair and pulling.

"Hurry up," Zoro repeated his earlier plea and Sanji swallowed hard, Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he did so.

"Yeah," the blond said, licking his lips again.

He moved forward, cock hard and flushed red. Zoro gulped, would it fit inside him? He could take it, right? He shuddered again and his muscles tensed. Sanji pulled his fingers out and wiped them on the sheets before running his hand over Zoro's thigh, up his side and stayed there.

"Relax," he said. "I'll go slow," he added.

Zoro could see that Sanji was speaking the truth, his blue eyes blazing and sparkling and deep. He nodded once, and Sanji looked down to line up with him. Slowly, very slowly, the Cook moved forwards and Zoro could feel him intrude. It was a weird feeling, but no longer uncomfortable and painful. Sanji's cock was obviously bigger than his fingers, and Zoro could feel the stretch burn, but it was pleasant and added to the pleasure he was already feeling.

Sanji bottomed out. Zoro gasped, eyes flying open and hands scrambling for purchase. Sanji's hands found his and pressed them into the mattress. Zoro could feel him tremble, trying his best to keep still. The Swordsman realized he had been tensing up and he relaxed with a little effort. He breathed in once, then out and looked at Sanji's face.

"I love you," he said again.

Sanji gazed at him through his locks and smiled. "I love you too, Zoro," he said.

Zoro's eyes fell on the necklace hanging from Sanji's neck, the Sapphire blue sparkling like his eyes. He ran his hand over it and Sanji did the same to his.

"Forever," Zoro whispered against Sanji's lips as he leaned up.

"Forever," Sanji replied between kisses and his hips began to move, a slow, steady rhythm that relayed how much the blond really loved him.

Zoro smiled, he loved Sanji, and Sanji loved him back. They would come out of this mess together, sail the world to it's end, find the All Blue, he'd become the Greatest Swordsman and they would live happily ever after.

"Forever," Zoro repeated.

Sanji's moan was soft, but the word was repeated again and Zoro closed his eyes to bask in this moment of calm before the storm.