Title: Almost Easy
Author: kikokus (AoiTsukikage)
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters/Pairing: Zoro/Sanji, Law/Sanji, Law/Zoro/Sanji
Chapter: 4/?
Word Count: 4045
Summary: Sequel to 'So Good So Far.' Everything was supposed to get easier after Dressrosa – at least, that's what Sanji had assumed. He was wrong. .
Spoilers: Recent chapters, but especially chapter 769.

Chapter Four

"So…Mr. Zoro, you were unsure as to why anybody would willingly let themselves be submissive in a sexual situation, yes?" Law asked, still draped over Sanji's back, and Zoro narrowed his eye as if pondering the question. Eventually he nodded, and Sanji felt Law move off of him.

"I'm not letting you tie me up," Zoro said immediately, a hint of a warning growl in his voice, and Law chuckled.

"Not you. Him," he nodded toward Sanji, and the cook let out a slow breath, mulling the idea over in his head. Truth be told, there was a rather large part of him that wanted to submit, because the day had been taxing on him emotionally and giving over control to somebody so all he'd need to focus on was pleasure was appealing.

He knew Law was the opposite, at least this time: he'd been stripped of all control on Dressrosa, and he needed to get it back. Sanji could tell this was important to him, and he knew that one word from him and Law would stop whatever he was doing, so he felt safe agreeing.

"Yeah. Okay," he nodded, sitting up and stretching his arms over his head.

"Only if you feel up to it," Law was staring at him seriously, and eventually must have gotten the answer he wanted because he nodded. "Now, then. Mr. Zoro, I'm going to require your assistance for this because it's going to be impossible for me to do it by myself. I'll be back in a moment," he headed out of the room.

"Hey. You really want to do this?" Zoro still didn't look like he thought this was a good idea, and Sanji shrugged.

"Aww, are you worried about me, Marimo?" he asked, trying to sound as scathing as possible because if there was one way to get Zoro to agree to something, it was by implying he was afraid of it somehow. "That's cute."

"I'm not worried!" Zoro snapped. "I just don't get why anybody would want to…I mean, the last time you were tied up you nearly died, or don't you remember those bounty hunters?" Zoro hissed, and Sanji wasn't about to correct him that that hadn't been the last time he'd been tied up (although, well, on Dressrosa he would have died too if his gut feeling about Violet-chan telling the truth hadn't been right), but he supposed Zoro would consider that only more incentive for Sanji not to agree to this.

"It's different," Sanji shifted so he was sitting cross-legged, leaning his elbows on his knees. "Not that I've ever really done it before, but when it's with people you trust in a situation you're in control of, it's not nearly the same thing."

"But you've never done it," Zoro pressed, and Sanji bit his lip and shook his head. Technically, that was the truth, although he'd definitely been submissive to Law before without any sort of actual bondage involved.

"I did it to him," he reminded the swordsman. "And honestly, this is fucking Law we're talking about. Do you really think he'd have agreed or gone through with it if he hadn't liked it?"

"Yeah, okay, you've got a point," Zoro muttered, waving his hand.

"Right," Law wandered back into the room, a long coil of rope held over his arm, and Sanji gulped although he couldn't tell if he was apprehensive or sort of looking forward to it. "You're still dressed," he looked rather unimpressed and Sanji rolled his eyes, but he quickly got out of his clothes and settled himself on the bed. "On your knees, arms behind your back, grab onto your elbows with the opposite hand," Law recited brusquely, which was a weird instruction because Sanji had just assumed Law would tie his wrists or something, but he figured it out quickly enough. It could probably get really uncomfortable for somebody who wasn't flexible, but he didn't think it would be a problem for him.

"Okay?"

"Mm. Mr. Zoro, if you please," Law held out the rope and Zoro took it carefully, eye darting between Sanji and Law like he had no idea how to process anything that was happening.

"Look, I don't like you talking to him like that…"

"He's quite capable of telling me if I'm making him uncomfortable," Law replied flippantly, and Sanji felt a small thrill of affection that Zoro was so quick to jump to his defense. He didn't need it, of course, because he knew Law was generally all business to begin with, but it was still a nice gesture.

"It's fine, Marimo," Sanji promised, knowing Zoro needed to hear him say it himself, and finally the swordsman nodded.

"Okay. What do I need to do?"

Sanji didn't pay much attention to what they were doing, letting himself drift and closing his eyes. Law's voice was back to being a soothing balm to his ears, steady and calming. He was a little confused when he felt the ropes crossing over his chest, but he figured Law probably knew what he was doing (how he knew was a different story, and why he had soft rope on hand was as well). Sanji didn't want to think about that too much, though. He knew Law was no virgin, of course, but it surprised him at how jealous he felt at the mere thought of Law being sexual with anybody else, even though he really had no right to feel that way.

"Okay," he heard Zoro grunt a few seconds later, and Law chuckled softly.

"You're quite good at that, Mr. Zoro," he murmured, Zoro scoffing in response, and he felt Law's hand on his hip. "Still with us?"

"Yeah," Sanji opened his eyes, glancing down and trying to see what they'd done. There was a sort of rope harness across his chest, one thick strand of rope passing just under his armpits and the other below his nipples. They were connected by a twisted piece of rope that split into two and went over his shoulders, and from what he could tell, his arms were also tied in several places to keep him from moving them. He could move his fingers, a little, and kind of swing his arms from side-to-side a little as far as the ropes allowed him, but otherwise his upper body was fairly immobile.

The ropes weren't tight, and he knew they wouldn't leave marks, but he was still rather effectively trapped. At least, his arms were, but since most of his strength was in his legs it really didn't hinder him that much, and he was sure Law did that on purpose so he'd feel more comfortable. It wasn't necessary, since he trusted both of them, but he still appreciated it.

"Um," Zoro started, and Sanji craned his neck back to look at him, seeing that his cheeks were a little flushed.

"Yes?"

"You…look really good. Fuck. Sorry," he covered his eyes with one hand and Sanji snickered to himself because Zoro was still so damn awkward when it came to sex. It was adorable.

"Hence why I wanted to tie him up," Law murmured, gripping Sanji's chin and leaning in to kiss him.

Finally.

Sanji kissed back eagerly, tongues brushing against each other, and he felt himself starting to get aroused at the attention.

"What's the…" he broke away enough to ask, gasping when Law immediately latched onto his neck and started sucking. "I get the arms, but what's the chest part for…"

"This," Law gripped the vertical rope that was connecting the parts of the harness, yanking Sanji off-balance and using it to swing his body around and lay him out flat on his back on the mattress.

"…oh," Sanji blinked up at him, narrowing his eyes and hooking his ankle behind Law's knee so he could pull him down as well. "Two can play at that game."

"I'm going to tie your legs if you keep misbehaving," Law's voice was pure sex now, low and silky, and Sanji arched his body up for another kiss. Looks like he was right about why Law left his legs free, he thought smugly. "So," the surgeon pulled away after much too short a time and Sanji whined, although Law hardly looked at him. "What do you want?"

"Um," Sanji blinked, knowing that Law was honestly asking him. "I want to be so exhausted afterward I fall asleep without worrying about anything," he admitted, and Law bent over, bracing his knees to keep his balance while he let his fingers scrub through Sanji's hair. "I just…"

"No, don't apologize. I've got an idea," Law struggled to get upright, unable to keep his balance with only one arm, and Zoro grabbed him around the waist and hauled him up, letting the older man lean against his body. "I've never had the pleasure of trying it for myself, but I've…heard that being fucked after achieving orgasm can be extremely pleasurable, and would no doubt be more tiring than just going once," he explained, and Sanji shivered at the words.

He was always pretty spent after he came, and the thought of his body being open and pliant and being purely focused on physical sensations, over-stimulated in the best way without the need to hurry toward some sort of ending, was incredibly appealing at the moment.

"Yeah. Okay," he nodded. "How…"

"You're going to ride me," Law said without preamble. "I don't trust my balance enough to do this any other way right now, and that way you'll be doing most of the work," he grinned in a rather predatory fashion. "And then, once we've finished, I'll let Mr. Zoro take over," he patted Zoro's leg and the swordsman hooked his chin over Law's shoulder, a smile slowly spreading over his face. "Is that acceptable?"

"Yes. Fuck," Sanji wriggled a little on the bed, anxious to get started now.

"Mr. Zoro, would you like to do the honors?" Law reached to grab a bottle of oil from beside the bed, holding it out to Zoro. "I trust you remember what to do."

"Yeah," Zoro uncapped the bottle, pouring some of the slick oil onto his fingers, but he still looked a little apprehensive.

"Zoro, c'mere," Sanji hooked his ankles around Zoro's hips, pulling him in and raising his body at the same time. "Do it."

"Um…" Zoro's hand trailed down the back of his thigh, over his ass, and Sanji let his body go limp as the first finger slid inside of him. "Is that…"

"Fuck, I'm not made of fucking glass," Sanji muttered. "And kiss me already," he added, Zoro rolling his eyes.

"Thought you were supposed to be submissive," he muttered, glancing down and adjusting his hand a little. He curled his finger, brushing Sanji's prostate, and the blond gasped and thrashed a little.

"Fuck, hurry," he growled, both because he could feel his arms starting to tingle a little and because he really needed to be fucked right now, and Zoro huffed and leaned cover his mouth, sliding another finger in at the same time.

Sanji ground himself back against Zoro's fingers, gasping into his mouth and no longer caring how shameless he was being. His cock brushed against the rough fabric of Zoro's haramaki, the friction making him whimper.

"Okay, okay, I'm hurrying," Zoro grumbled, three fingers in now, and Sanji sighed and kept kissing him, hips jerking every time Zoro's fingers brushed that spot deep inside of him. "Fuck."

"What?" Sanji asked, shaking his head to get his bangs out of his eyes.

"Nothing," Zoro shook his head, but it was obviously something, so Sanji nudged his nose against the other man's and glared at him. "You're really fucking hot, okay? And I'm…" he sighed, and Sanji blinked, a little surprised.

He'd never heard Zoro berate his own appearance before, and it was strangely humanizing since Zoro, for the most part, was even more reluctant to open up than either himself or Law.

"Yeah, well, even if you were ugly as sin…which you're not, by the way…I love you. Besides, one of us has to be the good-looking one without any missing body parts," he raised his voice, hearing a rather offended 'hey!' from the corner of the room, and Zoro thankfully did laugh at that one.

"Point taken," he kissed Sanji again, briefly. "D'you need more, or…"

"No, I'm good," Sanji winced when Zoro's fingers slid out of him, trailing wetness down the back of his thighs. He tried to sit up, but that proved impossible until Zoro grabbed him by the front of the harness and pulled him up.

"I told you it was useful," Law sauntered over, fully naked and seemingly more secure in his own skin now that he was sure Sanji and Zoro really weren't viewing him any differently. He still moved a little awkwardly, over-compensating for how much less the right half of his body weighed, but Sanji knew once Franky had the arm completely functioning and the loss wasn't so visible he'd be back to his old self. He settled himself back against the pillows, spreading his legs, and reached for the oil to slick his own cock. "Come," he beckoned Sanji closer, pulling him over his lap, hand cupping Sanji's hip and holding him steady.

"Should I just…" Sanji set his legs on either side of Law's hips, finding his balance. At Law's nod, he lowered his body down, feeling Law's hand move off of his skin in order to hold his own cock steady to make it easier for Sanji.

It really hadn't been that long since they'd done this last, but so much had happened in between that in some ways it felt like a lifetime. He took a breath and lowered himself slowly, feeling Law's cock nudge his entrance. He breathed out slowly as the head slid inside, and Law moved his hand back to Sanji's hip and stroked his thumb along the skin there gently. He let the soft touches ground him, sinking down until he was fully seated. He'd never done it this way before, at least not from this side of it, and he could feel every inch of Law's cock inside of him.

"Okay?" Law's voice was shaky, his eyes dark with desire as he looked up at Sanji, and the blond nodded.

"Yeah. It's just…"

"A lot?" Law arched an eyebrow. "I seem to recall you rushing things when our positions were reversed," he half-smiled and Sanji bit his lip, feeling a little guilty because he couldn't have imagined doing this any faster and he definitely hadn't been gentle with Law before.

"Fuck," he groaned, not even able to say a proper apology, but Law shook his head.

"Don't. What you said made up for it," Law was giving him that look again, the one that was so full of warmth that it made Sanji want to run away. He knew what Law meant, of course, since it was the first time he'd admitted to sort of being in love with him, but that didn't make the feeling go away.

"Cook," Zoro grunted, and Sanji turned a little to look at him, blinking. "Stop it. He's one of the most feared people in the entire world and he's fucking in love with you, there's nothing to feel bad about," he said it so bluntly, and Sanji realized in that moment that Zoro really was okay with Law's feelings, and that more than anything else made him relax.

"I doubt anybody could fear me in my current state," Law smiled wryly. "But the second part of that statement is certainly accurate."

"You're such a fucking sap," Sanji grinned, the ache in his chest releasing a little. He never would have expected it from Law, but knowing what he did about him now and what his real personality was like, maybe it was a bit more understandable. Part of him wondered what Law would have become had he been able to live peacefully with his family instead of being forced into piracy just to stay alive. He probably never would have met him, but Law had been through so much that Sanji thought he would be okay with since it would have saved the man so much pain.

"Yes, well, don't go advertising that," Law muttered. "But shall we continue?"

Sanji nodded, lifting himself up a little on his knees before dropping his weight again, and he felt Law shift in response, bucking his hips up to meet Sanji's movement. He started to move faster, thankful that his leg muscles were so strong because he could probably keep this up for a while. Law's hand slid around to his back, holding him steady.

He started to rotate his hips, grinding more than bouncing, and Law slid down on the bed a little to better the angle, raising his own hips and even with one hand managing to hold Sanji in place. He grinned then, golden eyes flashing, pure sex and raw desire in every inch of his body.

"Fuck," Sanji hissed, rolling his hips as fast as he could, his own cock leaking and slapping against his stomach with every thrust.

Law bit his lip, looking like he was concentrating deeply on what was going on, and Sanji could tell when he was close by now: he was convinced Law would never be loud, exactly, but his breathing changed and his body started to tense up as he tried to hold off his orgasm for as long as possible.

"Come on, wanna feel you inside me," Sanji gasped, hearing Law whine low in his throat before he gave a full body-shudder and came, hips pushing up almost violently. Sanji closed his eyes and threw his head back, clenching around Law's cock and working him through it, a startled moan breaking from his throat when he felt Law's mouth close around his own aching cock.

"Oh, fuck," Sanji looked down, fingers clenched in the skin of his arms for lack of being able to reach anything else. Law had pulled his knees up a little so Sanji was nearly seated on his stomach with his cock still deep inside of him and arched his neck forward so he could reach Sanji's erection. It wasn't the best angle, but Sanji knew he wouldn't need much. He kept moving his hips, letting his cock slide in and out of Law's mouth, and felt himself getting close remarkably quickly.

"Law…fuck, can I…"

Law mumbled something, not moving back, and Sanji took that as permission and came with a shout, toes curling into the sheets. Law swallowed down everything he had, sliding his mouth off and pressing a last sucking kiss to the head of his cock before pulling away and leaning back on the pillows. Sanji thought there were few sights more beautiful than Law in this state: sex-flushed, hair tousled, body slick with sweat and something fully content about his entire aura.

"Mm, get on your back," Law said, voice a little hoarse. "From the looks of him, Mr. Zoro's not going to last much longer."

Sanji blinked at him, moving a little sluggishly as he slid off of Law's cock and flopped back on the bed, and then Zoro was right there, already undressed, kissing him fiercely and entering his body in one long stroke.

"Oh, fuck," Sanji writhed around, body open and slick with both lube and Law's cum and it felt like every inch of him was on fire, nerves over-sensitized almost to where it was painful but it still felt good. He wrapped his legs around Zoro, body nearly bent in half, and just told himself to hold on.

"Okay?" Zoro looked a little frantic, eye wide and breath coming far too quickly.

"Yes," he nearly sobbed when Zoro thrust into him, and then it was all he could do to hang on. Zoro was snapping his hips at a frantic pace, one arm braced beside Sanji's head and his other hand fisted in the connecting rope of the harness, keeping Sanji's body off of the bed. Zoro's face was pressed into the curve of his neck, body curled around and over Sanji's and it was almost too hot, too much, but it was so damn good Sanji wasn't thinking about anything else but the sensations zinging through his body.

His cock was feebly trying to come to life again, twitching a little as Zoro's cock nudged against his prostate. "Fuck, Zoro," he groaned, fingers scrabbling at the blankets underneath him but unable to get a good grip from the way his arms were tied.

"Sanji…" Zoro said his name almost reverently, barely a sigh. "I need to…"

"Yeah. Do it," Sanji didn't have any energy to even push back against him, but Zoro didn't seem to need any help because a few more strong thrusts had him coming, pressed deep into Sanji's ass, and the cook thrashed and tossed his head, his eyes springing open a second later as he let out a surprised yelp. His cock spasmed, a feeling rushing through his body almost like a miniature orgasm. "What the…fuck!" he gasped and arched his back off the bed, not expecting that at all, and he heard Law snickering when he came back to himself. He looked down, surprised to see that there was no cum on his stomach, and his brain couldn't seem to process that. "What…"

"It's called a dry orgasm, and it's perfectly normal," Law assured him. Sanji hummed, his brain slow to process the words. "It's just the result of reaching a subsequent climax too quickly for the body to replenish the seminal fluid."

"Too many big words," he groaned, and Zoro chuckled and kissed him, pulling out in the same motion. It felt kind of disgusting now, too wet and slick, but he almost couldn't be bothered to care because the lethargy stealing over him was so welcome.

"Here, let's get him out of those ropes," Law moved closer, and Sanji half-dozed while they worked, even as they rolled him over and untied his arms. He winced, straightening the limbs out, but he couldn't do much more than let them flop out to the sides even as Zoro helped him onto his back again. "Okay?"

"Mmhrrrghnmmf," he replied, narrowing his eyes, and Law lay down beside him, arm thrown over his chest. "I really do love you. Both of you," Sanji amended once he felt capable of producing real words. He yawned a second later, knowing that his exhaustion was making him overly honest but unable to care. It wasn't even something he wanted to separate in his mind any longer, or something he wanted to think too hard about, because he did love them both. Maybe in different ways, but that didn't diminish his feelings for either of them.

"I'll get a cloth," Zoro's voice seemed to be coming from far away, but Sanji felt the bed move as he got off of it.

"How are your arms?" Law asked. Sanji wrinkled his nose, bringing one up to wrap around Law's shoulders. It didn't really hurt, and right now he wasn't sure if his slow reaction time was due to his arms being tied for so long or just because he was so damn tired.

"Ask me in the morning," he mumbled. His mind was blissfully blank at the moment and he wanted it to stay that way, and when Zoro came back he barely had the energy to shift so that the swordsman could clean him properly (which, Sanji noted, he did without complaining or even throwing some sort of verbal jab in the cook's direction, and he'd have to remember that).

He wasn't sure in the end how they all actually got under the covers, but the next time he roused himself into a sort of half-aware state that's where they were, Law still curled against his chest and Zoro spooning him from behind.

"Hey. Go to sleep," Zoro pressed a kiss to the nape of his neck.

Sanji closed his eyes, unable to even keep them open for another second, and knew that tonight he'd have no trouble doing just that.

Notes:

1. Yes, I realize that was a fast update, but my smut muse is fickle at the best of times so I figured I should get it written while I was still inspired and, well, I'm sure you all are okay with a little sex and fluff…right?