Title: Almost Easy
Author: kikokus (AoiTsukikage)
Rating: NC-17 overall
Characters/Pairing: Zoro/Sanji, Law/Sanji, Law/Zoro/Sanji
Chapter: 13/?
Word Count: 4667
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: Up to chapter 773.

Chapter Thirteen

"Remind me never to do Franky 'one more little favor' again," Zoro shoved his way into the galley, covered in streaks of grease that had even gotten into his hair, the green tinged with smudges of grey and black.

"If you even think about touching any surface of this galley with any surface of your body before you clean up I will fucking end you," Sanji said calmly, eyebrow twitching as he tried to contain his annoyance.

He heard Zoro huff an annoyed breath and mumble something that didn't sound happy, but his footsteps seemed to recede and Sanji turned back to his food prep.

"Are you allergic to a little dirt, Cook?"

Sanji squeaked because Zoro was suddenly right there, chin on his shoulder and breath hot against his ear. For somebody with as much body mass as Zoro had, he could move with complete silence when he wanted to. "If you get any grease on my shirt I swear…"

"Don't worry," Zoro assured him. "I know how prissy you get about your clothes."

"Good," Sanji let him stay there, at least until he'd finished chopping the vegetables. Zoro's presence was something that was eternally comforting, after all, and even when Sanji was irritated with him it never seemed to last for long. "What did he make you do?"

"What didn't he make me do 's more like it," Zoro mumbled, pressing his lips against Sanji's neck. "He's pretty uptight about how everything should look…I mean, I know I'm like that with my katana, but there's a lot less of them to work on than an entire ship."

"You agreed," Sanji pointed out. "So don't expect any sympathy from me."

"Not looking for it," Zoro promised, his hands sliding to frame Sanji's hips. "But I was going to go take a shower, so I thought maybe if you were finished here…"

And oh. Okay. Sanji could see where this was going, although if Zoro thought that he could just…manhandle him into sex under the threat of getting a little dirty he had another thing coming.

"Taking a shower voluntarily even though you had a bath last night?" he asked, keeping his voice as neutral as possible. "Are you sure you're not ill?"

"Cut the crap, Cook. You wanna join me or not?"

Well, Sanji thought, Zoro was trying to be spontaneous and seductive, but of course his normal blunt nature had to shine through sooner rather than later.

"I've got some things to finish up here, but it'll take a while to wash all that grease off," he wrinkled his nose, because aside from his hands which he must have washed earlier, Zoro was pretty thoroughly covered in the stuff. "But then I'll be there," he smirked and Zoro grinned back, nodding.

"Okay. Be quick," he nearly jogged out of the kitchen and Sanji had to snicker to himself, even though he did fully intend on joining the other man.

…Eventually.

000

"You look comfortable."

"Mm," Law lifted his arm, beckoning Sanji closer. He was out on the lawn of the Thousand Sunny, leaning against Bepo who was apparently fast asleep, a large bubble growing and shrinking from his nose as he breathed. "C'mere."

"Is he gonna mind?" Sanji asked, pointing to the bear, and Law shook his head.

Well, Sanji figured, Bepo did seem to like him, so he'd take Law's word for it. Knowing Zoro he probably would have gotten lost a few times on the way to the shower so he still likely had a good ten minutes.

He settled himself beside Law, tucked under his real arm. "You're kind of ruining your reputation even more, y'know. Snuggling with a polar bear?" he teased and Law hummed, tracing his fingers down Sanji's arm.

"My reputation hardly matters where you're concerned. Any of you, at this point," he amended. "Where's Zoro?"

"Came into the galley and seemed to think threatening my clothes with grease was a good way to get me to join him in the shower," he snorted, and Law gave him a thin smile.

"You should go," the older man said after a few seconds of silence. "You two are…that is, you're still…"

"Don't," Sanji knew what Law was trying to do, and he wasn't in the mood for another of his frequent bouts of pity right now.

"I'm still tempor-"

Sanji decided to cut him off by kissing him that time, because it seemed to be a much more effective way of getting him to shut up. He straddled Law's lap, framing the other man's face with his hands and holding his jaw steady.

They were still out in the open, though, so he pulled back before they could get too carried away, keeping his hands in place so that Law was forced to look into his eyes.

"Get it through your thick head that I don't care," he hissed. "This could end tomorrow, or in a week, or a month, or…fuck, it doesn't matter. It doesn't change the way I feel, and I fucking love you, so stop doubting it," he was panting a little, chest heaving,, and Law wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him into a firm embrace.

"I don't," Law mumbled into his shoulder. "If you haven't run away by now I doubt anything else about me would scare you off."

"Yeah, you're not getting rid of me that easy, shitty surgeon," Sanji threaded his fingers through Law's hair, feeling the tension seep out of his body.

"I…I love you too, by the way," Law spoke the words haltingly, like they were foreign on his tongue, and Sanji realized that Law had never said it to him before. He'd implied it, yeah, but never so plainly, and it felt…good. "And I'm sorry I've been so difficult in the last couple of days. I know now there's nothing I can do for the miners and their families until symptoms start appearing, and at least this time I know how to deal with everything."

"You've been through fucking hell and back and it keeps getting worse, so I don't blame you for being kinda down," Sanji replied, still not releasing his hold on the other man. "But you've really gotta stop pulling away from me…or Zoro…because like you said, we're not gonna abandon you at this point."

"I thought it would end after Doflamingo was defeated," Law's voice was thick, his shoulders starting to tremble. "I thought that would be it, that I'd be free, and now this…this part of my past I'd thought was long gone is coming back to haunt me right after, it's like…fuck, Sanji, I just want to be happy," he snarled, his fingers clenched in the back of Sanji's shirt, and Sanji didn't know how to respond to that because there was nothing false about what Law had said.

Sanji held him, trying to keep him together by touch alone, but he could tell Law was far past the point that most normal humans would break at and that he hadn't yet, at least not fully, was hard to fathom. He hadn't known anybody that had gone through as much as Law had in such a short amount of time, so he was lost as to what he should do.

"You said that I make you happy," Sanji reminded him, trying to push past his own insecurities about meaning that much to somebody. This was more important than his lack of self-esteem right now. "I mean, obviously it's not gonna be just me, but…like Zoro said last night, things are different this time. You've got us, and your crew, and nobody's gonna let you fall, okay?" he wasn't sure how Law would respond, because if he thought Sanji was patronizing him in any way he'd shut down, but he didn't loosen his grip. "I want you to be happy, y'know."

"Yes, well, I'm sure I'm not much fun to be around when I'm like this, and that's hardly fair to you, either," Law moved back, rubbing his eyes with his real hand. "Fuck, I'm a mess," he leaned his head back against Bepo, who was still snoring quietly. "You should go, though, if you want to…"

"Yeah. You're gonna be okay?" Sanji wasn't feeling much like sex anymore, not really, but at least he could talk to Zoro since at the moment he was a little lost when it came to dealing with Law.

"Hey."

"Zoro?" Sanji looked behind him, seeing the man stalking across the deck. There was still water glistening on his bare chest, the tips of his wet hair dyed a mossy-green, and his cheeks looked flushed from more than just the heat of the bathroom. "I was going to come…"

" 's fine," Zoro shuffled his feet, staring down at the grass. "Luffy's in there."

"So…" Sanji paused, because if Zoro was wet that meant he'd already started when Luffy came in (and from the state of him, had also beaten a hasty retreat), but considering how horny Zoro had been in the galley, that meant…

He burst out laughing, because the thought of Luffy…Luffy…walking in on an obviously aroused Zoro was hilarious for too many reasons, not least of which was that Zoro himself seemed so mortified about it.

Sanji buried his face against Law's shoulder, still snickering, and he heard Zoro growl.

"It's not funny!"

"Please tell me he knew why your cock was hard and he didn't try to poke it or something," he knew Luffy wasn't that naïve when it came to sex, but for some reason the idea wasn't entirely unbelievable. He felt Law shiver again and had no idea why he was still upset before he realized that the man was shaking from a different emotion this time, trying to hold back his own quiet mirth.

"Oh, not you, too," Zoro groaned, and Law visibly collected himself before speaking.

"I apologze. My emotions are a bit messed up at the moment, but you do have to admit, the thought of Strawhat catching anybody in a compromising sexual position is…" he waved his hand vaguely and Sanji started laughing again.

"It's fine. I'd rather have you laughing," Zoro grumbled. "And yes, he knew what it meant, and he offered to leave me alone, but the mood was kinda killed already. It probably would've been better if he hadn't known; at least I could have made up something," he crossed his arms and eventually sat beside Law, waiting for his nod before he leaned back against Bepo as well.

"I guess it's a good thing I wasn't there yet or this could have been really bad," Sanji finally managed to get himself under control and looked up, but Zoro was smiling at him although his cheeks were still a little flushed. "Hey, at least Law's got a private shower, right?"

"You're presuming I'd let you use it for such things," Law murmured. Zoro reached over to grip the man's chin and kiss him rather firmly, pulling back after a few seconds. "Mm. Is that supposed to convince me?"

"Maybe," Zoro kissed him again, Law moving his arm from around Sanji's waist so he could trace his fingers down Zoro's cheek. "Is it working?"

"That remains to be seen," Law moved away slightly, but there was a rather mischievous look in his golden eyes that Sanji was only too happy to see after the past couple of days. "I don't see why you would need a shower at this point, though, seeing as how you're…clean," he rested his hand on Zoro's chest and stroked his thumb over the rough skin of the massive scar there, Zoro shivering a little under the light touches.

"What're you saying?" Zoro narrowed his eye, leaning closer again.

"My shower is small compared to the ones you've got on this ship, but I'll gladly offer you my bed if you wish to…partake in intercourse," he smirked, and Sanji had the strange feeling there was something deeper to this conversation that he was completely missing.

They were doing that silent-talking thing again, eyes locked, and finally Zoro nodded and stood up. "You coming or not?" he looked at Sanji, who shrugged and got to his feet. Zoro turned around and headed for the rail so he could hop to the sub, Sanji about to follow when he noticed Law wasn't moving.

"You're…" he started, and Law shook his head.

"No. As…much as that interaction lifted my mood, I don't feel…" he wrapped his arms around his knees, resting his cheek against his legs and looking at Sanji. "Go."

"Come with," Sanji held out his hand, because he didn't want to leave Law alone. "Even if you just watch or something, I can say from experience that you'll enjoy yourself"

"Hmm," Law shrugged. "Will I have rules?"

"Just that, for the next however long this takes, you don't worry about anything else," he decided that would be enough. Law sighed and reached to take Sanji's hand, letting the blond pull him to his feet. "Is Bepo…"

"He'll probably sleep all afternoon," Law shrugged, although just then the bear sighed and yawned, mumbling something about ' 'm sorry, Cap'n' before rolling over and beginning to snore again. "Shall we?"

"Yeah," Sanji hopped over to the sub, trusting Law would follow, and made his way to the captain's quarters.

000

Not surprisingly, in the end, it didn't take much to stoke his arousal: the sight of Zoro's nude body lying on the white sheets when he entered the room, long and built and perfectly sculpted, cock hard and flushed and curving up toward his chiseled stomach, pretty much did the trick instantly.

"You're wearing too much," Zoro gave him that predator's grin, and Sanji stripped out of his suit as quickly as he could (while still taking the time to ensure all the pieces were laid flat and had no chance of wrinkling, partly because it was an expensive suit, dammit, and partly because he knew it would annoy Zoro).

He crossed to the bed then, squawking when Zoro's hand clamped around his wrist and pulled him down so they were pressed together, Zoro's cock nestled in against his hip. He wrapped his arms around Zoro's broad shoulders and kissed him, hard, lower bodies tangled together as he used his considerable leg strength to flip them so he was on top.

"Fucker," he muttered, bracing his hands on Zoro's chest and lifting his body up. "You really want this, huh?"

"Yeah," Zoro nodded so fast his earrings chimed together. Sanji wanted to draw this out a little because Zoro being this needy wasn't exactly a common occurrence, but at the same time…now that he was here, he wanted it pretty damn badly, too. "Can I…" he glanced at the bedside table where the bottle of oil was and Sanji nodded, sitting back on his haunches so Zoro could grab it.

He rolled over, giving Sanji a rather lovely view of his perfect ass, and his fingers had just closed around the bottle before he looked up and yelped, "holy fuck, where did you come from?"

Law shrugged, curled up in his desk chair and looking like some sort of death angel with his long black coat and almost vacant stare.

"Ignore me," he said vaguely. "Sanji said I could watch, but if you'd rather I didn't, I can…"

"Stay," Zoro spoke like he was talking to an easily-spooked animal. Law nodded, settling back in the chair, half in the shadows and barely noticeable at all. The swordsman snagged the oil and turned back over.

Sanji lay himself out on the bed, pulling Zoro over him and wrapping his legs around the other man's waist so his hips were raised. Zoro, it turned out, was a remarkably fast learner and even after only doing it a few times his fingers already moved with a steady, sure purpose as he prepped the other man, mouth latched onto his throat and free hand braced under Sanji's back to hold him up.

Sanji tipped his head back, hips undulating gently in time with Zoro's fingers. He gasped when they curled against his prostate, fingers digging into Zoro's shoulders and now-hard cock leaking pre-cum. "Fuck, Zoro, 'm good," he promised once Zoro was three fingers in and that was the first time Zoro showed any real urgency, removing his fingers and wiping his hand on the sheets.

"Okay," Sanji wasn't sure how they were going to do this, but when Zoro looked at him he felt such a surge of emotions pouring off of the other man that he physically flinched…not because he was afraid, but because it was so much. "Zoro?" he asked softly. "Are you…"

"Look," Zoro reached to settle his hands on the blond's shoulders, staring at him seriously. "I'm shit with words, Cook, you know that. But the last few days, with everything…you've been so fucking strong for him, and…" he sighed, breathing out slowly through his nose. "I don't know what this is, or what it means, but I know that I never want to lose it and that my life would be really shitty if you ever weren't in it. It's fucking terrifying, to be honest," he laughed sharply before regaining his composure and leveling Sanji with the most serious look he thought he'd ever seen from the man.

"So…" Sanji wasn't sure where this was coming from, because he knew Zoro loved him, even if the swordsman seemed incapable of saying the words.

"So I don't want to just fuck you right now," he mumbled, staring down at the blankets. "And it sounds so stupid and sappy, but…"

"What? Making love?" Sanji tilted the other man's chin up with a finger and raised an eyebrow, and the flush high on Zoro's cheeks told him what the other man wouldn't say in words. "So don't call it that. But tell me what you want to do," he said, keeping his voice as even as possible.

Zoro looked relieved that he'd been given an out, shifting so that he was sitting with his legs spread a little, crossed at the ankles. Sanji frowned, drawing his eyebrows together, but he could see how this would work…sort of. He hadn't expected Zoro to be quite that imaginative when it came to sex positions, and it would definitely be intimate, but that hardly bothered him any longer.

He nodded once to show Zoro he was fine with it and straddled Zoro's hips, feeling the other man's hands come to grip his ass and lower him carefully onto his cock. Sanji closed his eyes, breathing through it, because it didn't hurt but going in at this angle he always felt it a little more. He wrapped his legs around Zoro's waist, practically seated in his lap and almost eye-level with him,

"Okay?" Zoro asked, his voice a little unsteady, and Sanji kissed him in response, hands wrapped around the back of Zoro's neck. Zoro's own hands clamped on his ass, giving himself more leverage to move, and Sanji moaned against his lips at the first thrust.

Well, Zoro might not want to call it 'making love', but there was no fucking doubt that's what it was. The angle made it impossible to move too quickly, Zoro's hands guiding his hips even as the swordsman rocked his own to plunge as deep as he could. It was slow, and careful, even though it was so intense somehow that they were both already out of breath and sweat-slick, heated chests pressed together. Sanji shivered as Zoro's scar pressed against his own smooth skin, their kiss never breaking.

"You feel so good," Zoro mumbled, sliding one hand up Sanji's back and into his hair. Sanji nodded, leaning back a little so he could brace his hands on Zoro's thighs and give himself better leverage.

He could move his hips a little better from that angle, rotating his pelvis and feeling his cock slap against Zoro's abs with every thrust. He could feel his orgasm building, but unlike most times when it hit him with the force of a tsunami, this felt more like a wave lapping at the shore, rising and falling in intensity in a way that made his toes curl and heat start to bloom in his stomach.

He'd never considered sex like this before, not really. It had always been about chasing the endpoint, rushing toward a climax that would hopefully leave him fulfilled, but this time everything felt good, his nerves zinging with pleasure as Zoro claimed his mouth again.

He flinched when one of Zoro's hands wrapped around his cock, jerking him off in time with their hips, and knew that despite the slow pace he still wouldn't last much longer.

Zoro's hips were losing their rhythm, jerky and stuttering, and Sanji could tell he was trying to hold out as long as possible.

"It's okay," Sanji murmured softly, trying to keep his own movements steady. "It's okay, Zoro, I want you to."

It took a few more circles of his hips, Sanji pushing back against him and shuddering when Zoro's cock brushed his prostate on every thrust. When Zoro came Sanji kept his eyes on the other man's face, watching his eye slide half-closed and his mouth drop open, clutching at Sanji's skin like he was the only thing holding him together.

"Sanji…" he groaned, starting to jerk the blond off faster even as his hips pumped with aftershocks.

He was so close to the edge, so close that Zoro's fingertips against his skin felt like branding irons, every part of him over-sensitive and yearning for release. "Zoro…Zoro please," he gasped when Zoro kissed him again, tongue sliding into his mouth, and Sanji couldn't hold it anymore as he came with a muffled yell.

He swore his vision got a little fuzzy as Zoro worked him through it, milking every last drop from his cock. His arms wrapped around Zoro's shoulders then, holding his body as close as physically possible, and when he opened his eyes he caught a pair of golden ones staring back at him from the darkness.

Law's face was impassive, his position unchanged from when they'd started. He was hard to read at the best of times but right now Sanji couldn't tell anything about what he was thinking, and he jolted back to reality when Zoro kissed his shoulder.

"Was that okay?" he asked, sounding like he wasn't expecting a good answer. "I mean…"

"It was perfect," Sanji assured him, resting their foreheads together. "I guess I'd always thought when we got together things would be…like we are when we're fighting, but I kinda like this side of you, too."

"Yeah? Good," Zoro grinned. "We're still gonna do it the other way sometimes."

"Fuck yes we are," Sanji matched his smile and reached to brush his bangs out of his eyes. He lifted himself off of Zoro's cock, slumping onto his side on the bed and stretching out all of his limbs.

He felt pleasantly boneless, filled with a strange sort of inner peace that was only interrupted by the fact that he didn't know what Law had thought of all of that. When he rolled his head to the side he saw the other man had left his chair, silent as always.

"Law, I swear…"

"I'm not leaving," Law's voice was close and Sanji blinked his eyes open, seeing him hovering near the edge of the bed.

"D'you want us to get you off?" Zoro asked, propping himself up on an elbow. Law nodded once, jerkily, like he couldn't believe he was admitting to it. "Okay. Come on,"

Law stripped his clothes off methodically, albeit a little shakily, and it was easy to tell how aroused he was despite how controlled his outward appearance seemed. His cock sprung free of his jeans, erect and shiny with pre-cum, and Sanji was reminded again that he really needed to learn how to give a blowjob…but speaking of that…

"Lie back," he tugged on Law's wrist and got him to lean against the headboard, locking eyes with Zoro and seeing the swordsman grin. "You want it fast?"

Law nodded again, not speaking, but he let out a sound of pure relief and need when Sanji's mouth closed over his. His body stiffened then, and a quick glance down showed that Zoro had practically deep-throated him in one go, sucking rather enthusiastically.

"This okay?" he asked. Sanji could see Law's eyes widen and knew what he was experiencing because he wasn't sure he'd ever get used to Zoro carrying on a normal conversation with a cock halfway down his throat.

"Yes. Thank you," the fingers on Law's mechanical hand twitched, almost seeming involuntary as he hovered it over Zoro's head. "May I…"

"Yeah, go for it," Zoro shrugged as Law's fingers tightened in his hair, hips lifting off of the mattress. Sanji ducked his head to mouth at Law's neck, sliding down to the defined ridge of his collarbone. He traced his tongue along the lines of his chest tattoo, dipping to drag it over one of Law's flat nipples and watching the tiny bud harden under the friction.

Law whimpered a little, the sound cut off before it could fully form, but Sanji knew he had to be getting assaulted with sensations. He kept his mouth there, circling his tongue around one peaked nipple and bringing up his hand to rub his thumb over the other.

"Oh. Fuck," Law breathed out, one hand still tight in Zoro's hair and the other pressing against Sanji's shoulder. His chest was heaving under Sanji's mouth, breathing ragged. It only took a few more bobs of Zoro's head before he went rigid and came with a choked-off cry, body arching off the bed. He collapsed against the pillows, boneless, eyes half-closed and a dazed look on his face when Sanji looked up at him.

Zoro pulled off of Law's cock and smacked his lips a couple of times, stretching his arms over his head. "I'll be right back…"

"No, don't bother," Law waved his real hand idly, stopping to create a Room and getting a cloth from the bathroom over to them. "Here."

"Errand-boy," Sanji sing-songed, hearing Law snort. "Can you get my…" he hadn't even finished speaking before a cigarette and his lighter were in his hand. "Thanks."

He lit up, lifting his hips when Zoro went to clean him up a little, and he wasn't even all that surprised when Law motioned that he wanted the cigarette and took a long drag.

"So," he said once he'd blown the smoke out, curled against Sanji.

"So," Sanji repeated, skimming his hand down Law's side and back up again. "You seem better."

"I realized something, watching the two of you," Law looked over his shoulder as Zoro spooned him from behind, "and I know I've said it before, but I've never really been able to believe it. Life's far too short to dwell on what might have been, or to continue to regret what's in the past and can't be changed. This…this is real," he rubbed Sanji's hipbone with his thumb. "And whatever it is, it's good. It's time for me to stop fixating on what can never be changed and start focusing on what can, and it's long past time for me to stop pushing people away for no valid reason. I can't promise I'll always be so positive about things, but…"

"You're trying. That's good enough for us," Zoro promised, nosing his shoulder. Sanji nodded, taking another drag and blowing some smoke rings into the air.

"Yeah. Let yourself be happy," Sanji added, seeing Law's shoulders relax and his eyes slide closed.

"Maybe…" he started, his voice breaking a little before he continued, and the next words out of his mouth were ones that Sanji had been waiting to hear:

"Maybe…this time…I finally can."

Notes:

1. I apologize for the wait on this chapter! For some reason my smut muse decided to take a vacation this week so the last part of this chapter just wasn't happening until tonight. It's a fairly long chapter, though, and goes through some rather significant emotional development where all of them are concerned, so I hope it was worth the wait!

2. As always, thank you for the comments and reviews on this fic!