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First of all, I'm done with the writing of this fic. The chapters aren't beta-ed yet, but every last chapter is written. It'll depend on you whether you are satisfied with the end, want a sequel or just want this fic to continue. The polls will open after the last chapter (Z) is uploaded.

Now this chapter, let me tell you, it was a bitch to write, I mean yeah, I say that a lot, but I honestly wasn't sure I could make it in time. Huge thank you to Rexica who beta read it and put up with my whining. She just updated her story Disinhibition with her most awesome chapter yet. Go check it out it's a serious treat if you like grumpy marimos at the very edge of patience and control. And ninja, don't forget the ninja!

To my dear guest reviewer on fanfiction: sick? Seriously? After all that I've written in this fic, threesomes is where you draw the line? ;-p I hope you didn't just read it but also enjoyed it, though.

Last time Robin and Hiyori had Zoro on his knees, but unfortunately Robin wasn't quite as in tune with Hiyori as she is with Zoro and also, very very unfortunately her powers didn't outlast her orgasm, hence the beast was not tamed and now it's out for blood… figuratively speaking, I suppose with my track record I have to specify that

When the post-orgasmic haze lifted, Hiyori was already on her knees in front of him. It didn't surprise her per se. After all, she had said that she'd adopted her domme persona mainly because she despised the men visiting her, had told her that she didn't mind subbing out to someone worthy. What definitely did surprise her was how quickly it had happened.

What happened to he had to earn the privilege? She didn't have much time to ponder though, as his eye zeroed in on her, his fist tightly buried in teal hair, erection standing just as proud and tall, as red and throbbing as before her orgasm. He raised an eyebrow in question, and the fact that he asked for her approval even though she'd been the one to instigate this whole thing made her heart flutter while the image of his throbbing cock so close to Hiyori's impossibly soft lips gave her insides a flutter of a whole different kind. She nodded her head while one hand settled between her legs.

He looked down at the woman in front of him.

"Hand on my thigh, two taps," he ordered, and her hand twitched with the need to obey, her lips parted wanting to affirm. Hiyori however just gave the tiniest nod and reluctantly followed the order.

She saw his muscles flex, and Hiyori gave a strangled gasp when his grip in her hair tightened.

"Gonna need more than that, Hiyori-chan," he pressed, and she could hear the smugness dripping from his words. When she answered, it was but a mumble immediately followed by another gasp.

"Speak up."

"Hai Zoro-sama," she said, still quiet but clear enough. He narrowed his eye at her, letting her know without a word that by the end of the night she'd do better than that.

He turned them slightly, without a doubt to give her a better view before just ramming himself down the woman's throat, burying her nose in his pubes until her eyes bulged and her body heaved. He pulled back unprompted, giving Hiyori just a moment to cough and groan before shoving in to the hilt again.

He'd never done this with her. Probably never would if she didn't explicitly ask for it. It was almost amusing how much of an issue it had been for her compared to now. Back then, she had loathed the very thought of having a man's penis anywhere near her mouth, and now, she was sitting here wondering, imagining, wishing… she watched a woman being used in a way she had been used, and she envied her for the attention, touched herself to the picture, to the gurgling desperate groans coming from a woman that had foolishly believed she could dominate a man like him.

They could have known from the start that their endeavour was doomed to fail. Gloriously so, just not that quickly. She didn't mind, not at all, felt better here under him.

He pulled out again, and for a moment, there was nothing she wanted more than to get a taste herself, thick and throbbing, slick and one string of thick saliva still connecting him to Hiyori's opened lips. But she knew she wouldn't get that. After earlier, there sure was punishment waiting for her, and in fact, she was surprised he even let her touch herself. Or was he maybe overwhelmed with the two of them? Couldn't focus on both of them?

He bent down to grip Hiyori's jaw, covered in at least as much spit as his cock, and the woman whimpered in response. His grip was always tight, deliciously so.

"There, don't you think this position suits you much better Hiyori-chan?" His voice carried that sweet condescending edge to it. He'd won this round.

"Fuck you," she spat, but even to her it sounded weak, and when he spun her around with a reprimanding click of his tongue so she was on her hands and knees, she definitely heard her moan.

He pulled her back against his chest by her hair, and she wished she could feel his pulsing heat against her bottom like Hiyori no doubt could.

"You know, there's nothing else expected from us filthy pirates, but aren't you the daughter of a Shogun? Where the fuck are your manners, Hiyori-chan," he rumbled in her ear just loud enough so she could hear, too. "If you want me to fuck you, you ask nicely."

Even from the side, she could see how her lips pressed together and her body tensed for a moment before her head fell.

"Please fuck me, Zoro-sama," she said, loud and clear, and her lower belly fluttered at his success right before twisting in jealousy when Hiyori was filled with a gasp while she was still sitting there with her pitifully insufficient fingers.

She only realised her whine when his gaze settled on her, grin on his lips. "You enjoying yourself, Robin?" he asked, fingers digging into Hiyori's hips with bruising force… the way she enjoyed and wouldn't be allowed to enjoy any time soon. They weren't too much for him; he hadn't forgotten about her. This was her punishment.

"No, Zoro-sama," she admitted, well aware that she could put a stop to this situation if she wanted to and also, that she didn't want it to stop. She wanted it to end, to skip ahead of her punishment, to get what Hiyori got, and she knew she would if she could endure. Knew his punishment to be just.

"And why's that, Robin," he asked, not missing a thrust even though his voice betrayed nothing of his movement. Those lazy thrusts weren't enough to exert him, but she knew how mind numbingly delicious they felt, how infuriatingly close to orgasm they could bring you. Hiyori knew too if the drawn brows and fists were an indication. She could see her body shiver in frustration.

"Because I need to learn my place again."

She knew the other woman's pain. Had been on the receiving end often enough ,and still, she wanted to be in her place. Anything would be better than this! Being taunted with what she really wanted just out of reach.

"Fucking right you do. Come here," he said, one hand leaving Hiyori's hips to point in front of them. She followed, and when she sat down in front of the other woman, she could see why he insisted on eye contact. Hiyori had always been beautiful of course, her reputation was on point, but the pleasure and desperation he made her feel made her just so much more radiant. Ethereal even. Eyes teary, brows drawn, lips bit, cheeks flushed.

Then he pulled Hiyori back to him, teeth grazing her ear, the hand not in her hair reaching around to her clit. So beautiful. And again, she just sat there with her hands, not daring to use her powers without permission even as she knew she was just a brush away from release. His thrusts came harder, faster, making Hiyori moan against his hair, her body tensing ready to burst, but then his hand stilled and his hips drew back all the way, making Hiyori mewl a frustrated sound that she was sure nobody else had ever heard from her soft lips.

He bit down on her ear again, a lot harder than the last time, judging by the cry answering.

"Thought I'd make it that easy for you, after what you tried to pull earlier? You gotta earn your worth first, Hiyori-chan," he rumbled, and if she could, Hiyori would probably have stomped her foot along with the frustrated scream.

She could see the amusement twinkle in his eye when he looked at her over Hiyori's shoulder, nuzzling her skin like she wished he'd do with her.

"Spread your legs for her, Robin. She gotta work for her pardon, and you're still some orgasms short, aren't you?"

For a moment, she was confused, not quite sure where he was going with it. So he wouldn't punish her? Letting her cum just like that? Or was it that it wouldn't be him giving them to her?

With a firm hand on her head and one arm around her waist, he pushed Hiyori down, keeping balance for the both of them as he shoved her face first against her clit, and she gasped at the sensation of finally feeling more than just her own hand. She could almost imagine it was him as he stayed down between her legs with Hiyori.

"Hands together, six fingers was her choice, I think," he instructed Hiyori before getting up again, his eye fixed on her as her lips parted with Hiyori's soft breaths puffing against her, feathery lips closing around her, trembling fingertips against her soaking entrance.

He shoved into her, hard and unforgiving, making Hiyori gasp around her clit, and the fingers push into her, filling her, stretching her like she'd thought only he could.

"Cum, Robin," he said, and she did without hesitation, without delay. Clenched down on the fingers inside of her, her hips shoving up against the soft lips and wet tongue, thighs closing around the head of the pitifully whimpering oiran that desperately wanted some for herself. She had never truly realised how much her orgasms were tied to him. Could she even cum on her own? Didn't matter, wasn't like he'd ever leave her. Her body went limp, and she sighed in relief when Hiyori pulled back from her clit, even while her fingers still pumped into her with every thrust of Zoro's cold of the room a welcome change compared to the post-orgasmic overstimulation.

The slap sounded instantly, and Hiyori cried out in sudden pain. "Didn't tell you to stop, did I? If you wanna earn your orgasm, you better stop thinking and start obeying, Hiyori-chan," he said, pulling out of her completely and shoving her head back between her legs. She gasped, too much!

"Now start sucking that clit and moving those fingers, and maybe you get my cock back."

Hiyori obeyed, and her body immediately started to thrash, flail, tried to get away from what was entirely too much, but a calloused palm pressed down on her hip, forcing her to still, to endure while her insides coiled again.

"You wanted orgasms didn't you, Robin? Now be grateful and cum again."

Like last time, she did without delay, crying out, body tensing, shivering, and trying despite herself to get away from the soft lips.

"Thank you, Zoro-sama," she articulated between clenched teeth and wheezing breaths.

Faintly, she heard Hiyori gasp and moan, her mind somehow piecing together that he had to be touching her, bringing her up to the brink again, while she dutifully and relentlessly sucked on her.

Her fingers tightened in teal hair, nails digging into scarred, muscled flesh, eyes rolling back, body heaving, straining as she came again and again, sobbing her thanks. Heart surging with every hum of his approval and clenching with every murmured praise towards Hiyori. She had to do better. Earn his praise in kind, but she couldn't, her body burning and weak and possibly past a few blackouts she only assumed because of rough hands suddenly slapping her across the face. Neurons firing, overwhelmed, and as Hiyori started to beg for his cock, an orgasm of her own she chimed in, throat raw from screaming and crying she begged for his mercy. Assured she'd learned her lesson, would never ever again dare to even think she could dominate him or to lord a debt over him. Would be always grateful for whatever treatment he deemed her worthy of, if only he allowed her a minute to breathe, to rest. Just mercy.

Torturous lips and fingers were pulled from her, and she sobbed in gratitude.

"It's a pity we don't have a mirror for you to see what a mess you are, Robin."

Such a mess, his mess, his obedient, devoted mess. And yet, it wasn't her that he turned to with his throbbing hard cock.

Hiyori gasped when he rammed inside her, still begging, hips moving as her hands dug into the tatami, face scraping against it with every powerful thrust of his.

"Cum," he ordered her, and while Hiyori tensed and cried, she shuddered in desperation, because while she was still burning lust, she was unable to comply. She hung her head in shame as Hiyori crumbled to the floor as soon as his grip on her hips loosened.

"You want some more Robin?" he asked, and she could see that he wasn't done yet.

"Yes please, Zoro-sama," she answered, weak as she was.

"Mouth or cunt?"

Like Hiyori, but she knew she was too weak to keep her hips up, and she knew he wouldn't do it for her, knew she'd have to work for it like Hiyori had.

"Cunt, please, Zoro-sama."

He didn't come to her, didn't reach for her, just sat down and raised an eyebrow. She rolled on her belly, crawled towards him in such desperate need of his attention, his approval, that it didn't matter that she scraped her skin and that her whole body trembled in exertion. Her muscles begged to stop.

When her elbows bumped into his thigh, he pulled her up, back against his chest and sight towards heavily breathing Hiyori, lying there in a crumpled heap before them. Both hands under her thighs, he lifted her up on his cock. She immediately shuddered at his heat against her, vaguely remembering that she had reached her limit about 4 orgasms ago.

He lowered her down on him with a hiss, and her head lulled back against his shoulder, knowing without a doubt that his cock was so much better than Hiyori's soft and gentle hands.

"You cum when I do, Robin."

"Yes, Zoro-sama."

He pumped into her with rare ferocity, the long wait no doubt having taken a toll on his control. With grit teeth she waited, pain of overstimulation turning into mind numbing pleasure because of his proximity alone.

He came with a groan, teeth clamping down on her shoulder as his cock pumped and pulsed inside of her, filling her up with what he hadn't granted Hiyori as she clenched around him, straining against him in a last shudder as she fought the blackness creeping into her vision. Odd feeling of serenity along with boundless gratitude and worthiness.

"Thank you," she drowsily breathed against his neck as he caressed her sides and planted soft kisses along her abused shoulder.

"Rest, woman, you did well," he murmured, and her eyes met Hiyori's, a look of equal satisfaction on her beautiful face, the same gratitude shining in her eyes. The message clear on the young woman's face. This had been everything the she had hoped for. A welcome relief, not being the one to guide, to follow instead. She had wanted to be grounded after years of aloof superiority... She felt him nod behind her, but right now, she really really couldn't even think about possible intentions as her eyes closed and her body's demand for rest became harder to ignore. She felt utterly weightless as he lay back on the futon, thoroughly safe in his loving embrace. And when one hand left her side to allow room for a much softer, smaller hand to reach around her, for soft breasts to press against her side, a smooth leg to entangle with hers, she sighed in content. She didn't have to think in situations like this. He knew best.

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Now officially this concludes my Wano arc, BUT, I got a little side story called Usopp's dilemma for you to check out, which starts at pretty much this very same time in my story. You don't have to read it as I wrote it for shits and giggles mostly, but it will be referenced in my next Shôganai chapter three (?) weeks from now. And there'll be a joke some chapters down the line you definitely won't get unless you read it… Yeah, you should definitely read it!

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Now I'll see you over at Usopp's dilemma right now or after the three chapters are up and I upload Shôganai again. Oh and the next 2(?) updates on Shôganai might not come at the usual wednesday time because I'll be uploading them from vacation with a considerate time difference.