Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece.
A/N: Dedicated to askroronoazoro for motivating me to write the continuation.
Doflamingo led the two into Mihawk's room. It was as if the man lived in their home. Even Zoro, who had been living at Shikkearu Castle still couldn't remember where each room was located, This usually pissed off the Shichibukai when the older man felt like it.
Once inside the room, Doflamingo expected the room with a creepy smile on his face. He slilthered around the room and pulled down all of the curtains in the room. However, he turned to the other Shichibukai.
"Or...would you like to open them?"
"Close it." Mihawk snapped, "Those silly Humandroids are around, and they'll imitate everything as to what we humans do."
"Ho hou, how kinky." The pink tall man chuckled, "Interesting creatures you have around Mipo. You wouldn't want them to get their hands on your beautiful pupil huh?."
"Shut your mouth Bird."
"No." Doflamingo chuckled. He approached the taciturn Shichibukai and yanked Zoro out of his arms. Mihawk made another angry face, but remained silent. They did promise after all, and the pink man's devil fruit power was annoying. Meanwhile, poor Zoro was squirming in Doflamingo's large arms. He had acknowledged the Shichibukai's strength (and pervert level) and wanted to get out of it. Mihawk was perverted too, so if he multiplied it, sex was going to be near torture. Unfortunately,
Mihawk seemed like he wasn't going to help him this time. Worse, he was going to join in this activity.
Somehow, that calmed Zoro's jittering nerves. It freaked him out that he was going to do it with a stranger, but if Mihawks was around MAYBE the older man was going to help him out of this. Hopefully.
The younger swordsman didn't have time to take action and was roughly thrown into the bed. The sheets bounced and covered Zoro. Doflamingo snickered ominously.
"Fu fu fu, I see that you changed the blankets. Love the color Mipo." He hummed as he caressed the wine red colored sheets. He then crawled on the bed to wrap his arm around Zoro. The bed creaked from the sudden weight of the larger man. Mihawk just stood there staring as Doflamingo hugged his pupil and gave kisses to the reluctant man. There was an expression mixed with jealousy and envy in the hawk-like eyes. Finally, Mihawk removed his boots and slid in the bed with the two. However, he sat and waited for Doflamingo to give out some kind of order. This night, Doflamingo was in charge.
"So," Doflamingo started as his sunglasses flickered toward Mihawk, "Front or back?"
"I would much prefer the back, but I know you'll say no."
"Fu fu fu, you know me all too well Mipo. Are you stalking me?"
"Your desires are shown all over your big face, Bird."
"Wait...front...back," Zoro paled and switched glances between Mihawk and Doflamingo. Then the frantic eyes stopped at Doflamingo, "He's going to take me!?"
"Of course you silly bitch." Doflamingo chortled, "The fucking is the best part."
Zoro sent a glare at the master swordsman, but Mihawk was really enjoying seeing Zoro act so panicky. It lowered his ego at the idea that Zoro imagined his was smaller than the pink man.
"All right, enough talk," Doflamingo grabbed Zoro by the hair and shoved him down on the bed, "spread your legs and show me your ass."
Zoro coughed from the shove that knocked the air out of his lungs, and got his self together. His pants were already removed, so all he had done was to strip out of his dark green coat. Once he was completely free of all clothes, he threw them off the bed. He turned away from Doflamingo and did exactly how the man had ordered. He lowered his abdomen onto the bed, and brought his legs in a kneeling position. Then, he raised his lower half and pulled his legs apart. He could imagine what Doflamingo's face looked like. It was probably smiling like a devil. The man suited the image well.
Zoro let out a sharp hiss when Doflamingo got his hands in his hair again. He was shoved into the mattress and pinned to it. The strength in the hand was so strong that Zoro could not move. Zoro stilled when he felt a blunt object pressing at the puckered entrance.
"The lube-!"
"Hou, Mipo's kind enough to prep you? How nice," Doflamingo smirked, "but I'm not Mipo." He gripped Zoro's hips for support and thrust his hips forward.
Zoro made a loud muffled sound in the mattress when Doflamingo shoved his lust inside. He didn't see how big Doflamingo was, but he could feel stretching him. He was bigger than Mihawk's (he wouldn't say that out loud). His insides were burning from the sudden stretch. A faint tingling came afterwards when Doflamingo sheathed himself to the base of his hard length.
Zoro's head was yanked up again, "Are you done screaming?" To Zoro's surprise, Doflamingo broke the placid barrier and was panting. He was human after all. "Fu fu, you're tight as a virgin. I like that."
Doflamingo raised his arm up, dragging Zoro's head with it. Zoro was forced to get on his hands. The hair yanking hurt, but it was a new experience. He couldn't say it was great to get his hair pulled during sex, but it had some thrill. He blinked because he had accidentally rubbed his eye against the bed and his vision blurred. When it all became clear, he was staring right into Mihawk's groin. The pants were off and the erected length was inches from Zoro's face. It was so unexpected, Zoro made a choking sound.
Zoro was having an awkward staring contest with Mihawk's dick, so Doflamingo yanked Zoro's head closer, "Fellatio kid, or are you more familiar to the word 'blowjob'?"
"Oh..."
Doflamingo chuckled darkly, "Open wide." Zoro yelled when Doflamingo took a handful of Zoro's hair and tugged at the roots. Then, his mouth was shoved in without a warning. Zoro almost gagged when he was shoved in too far into the throat. Mihawk winced in pain when he felt the teeth graze over. He didn't glare at Zoro, but he gave one to Doflamingo for treating his pupil so badly. Doflamingo smiled back.
He was used to swords in his mouth, but this was new. It was weird to have something that was warmer than the inside of his mouth. The moment of freaking out was gone, and Zoro was confused. What was he supposed to do? He raised his eye and saw Mihawk looking down at him. It was an interesting view. Mihawk's golden eyes were strained; it was a sight Zoro had never seen before. He liked that he was making Mihawk feel that way. Zoro's attention returned to what was in his mouth. So...suck? Why not?
He puckered his lips around the same time Doflamingo drew out. It was a quick chain of events. Zoro moaned and almost bit Mihawk if he wasn't careful, and Mihawk let out a harsh hiss. The master swordsman got a hold of Doflamingo's pink feathers.
"That hurt Bird."
"Hey hey, why are you mad at me for?"
"Can't you act more...respectful?"
"Why should I?" Doflamingo snorted, "Pain is fantastic." He grabbed Mihawk by the back of his neck and pulled so their lips smashed together. "Enjoy the pain Mipo." Doflamingo whispered between pressed lips. He nibbled Mihawk's bottom lip and gave one strong bite that punctured skin. Blood trickled from the opening and Doflamingo savored it like good wine. Mihawk was mildly irritated, but he couldn't move since his pupil had him by the mouth.
Speaking of Zoro, he was readily sucking and setting his tongue on Mihawk's blunt length, and he was testing stuff out. It seemed that Doflamingo stopped his movements and was mumbling something to Mihawk, Zoro was able to freely play around. He drew away so he could have better control and pressed his tongue firmly on the tip. He saw Mihawk's thighs tremble slightly and that boosted his excitement. It was nice to see the master swordsman show his weak side. He sucked until his inner cheeks stuck to Mihawk, and the legs were now having trouble standing straight. Zoro smiled inwardly and sucked stronger-when Doflamingo resumed thrusting his hips.
Zoro gave a muffled shout when Doflamingo pounded in, and Mihawk's tip grazed the back of his throat. He pulled away when Doflamingo drew back and coughed. Doflamingo slammed hard and since Zoro had nothing over or in his mouth, he cried out a loud moan.
"Whoa, what a moan!" Doflamingo cackled a laugh, "Fu fu, no wonder you keep him to yourself Mipo." Zoro didn't have time to breathe or return to his sucking when Doflamingo went on full force to fucking him. He pounded several times and Zoro's arms began to shake and failing to support him.
Doflamingo found out there were other reasons why Mihawk kept Zoro in secret. When they both came, he was surprised that Zoro remained conscious. Doflamingo always had the problem with sex partners fainting on the first. There was disappointment left in his heart when he had to sleep early because the other was just too tired to carry on. However, it was mainly his fault for choosing the frail looking ones to have sex in the first place. He had a sweet spot of taking advantage of people weaker than him. Doflamingo smile could not get any brighter when Zoro groaned but rose back on his fours.
Now, the pink Warlord got excited. Mihawk had found a great toy. He was so glad that the wee little hawk bird was kind enough(?) to share this wonderful partner. So, Doflamingo pulled Mihawk into another unwanted wet, passionate kiss and pinned him to the bed.
"Thank you Mihawk."
"For what?" Mihawk groaned as he leaned away from Doflamingo's kisses.
"For having such a beautiful durable lover." Mihawk snorted. The taller pink man sat up smirking. "We're going to have fun all night!"
"Only in your head."
"Are you sure about that?" Doflamingo asked in a teasing tone. Mihawk's golden eyes snapped wide when he suddenly rose to his knees.
"Doflamingo!" Mihawk shouted while he scooted over to Zoro who was lying in bed, panting and recuperating, "What are you doing to me?"
"Oh don't be scared. I'm doing you a favor." Doflamingo chuckled, "You don't need to do anything, and you'll have a great time."
Mihawk and flinched when his legs touched Zoro's, and the younger swordsman regained his focus. He saw the master swordsman through the blurry vision. He sighed of relief because it wasn't the big pink man. His eyes traveled down to Mihawk's length and smirked because it was hard. It had been untouched after Doflamingo started fucking him, so it looked large and throbbing with lust.
Zoro threw his head back and moaned when Mihawk thrust inside. The master swordsman gave several good strong thrust until he was fully sheathed. Mihawk grunted and winced when he was fully inside the hot wetness created by Doflamingo. Zoro hummed in pleasure because he was used to Mihawk's size, so he welcome it. He spread his legs wider so Mihawk had more room to move his body. Zoro was oblivious, but he didn't know that Mihawk's body was taken over.
At the corner of Mihawk's eye, he saw a flickering gleam in the Warlord's smile, and then his fingers began to move fast. Mihawk's lower body moved on its own, and pounded mercilessly inside Zoro. The two gasped and moaned hard from pain and pleasure. Zoro immediately realized that something was wrong because Mihawk never did rough sex. They had sex several times, but they had never done anything to hurt each other. They kept sparring and sex apart: sex was for pleasure and excitement and sparring was technical. Tonight, they were breaking that borderline.
"M-Mihawk, it hurts-!" Zoro shivered when Mihawk repeatedly pounded hard in his sweet spots.
"I-It's not me...! Doflamingo-!" Mihawk snarled through gritted teeth to suppress any sexual sounds, "You're going too far!"
"No I'm not." Doflamingo answered while watching the two moaning and writhing about, "Yours is small. It shouldn't hurt." Doflamingo chuckled again when Mihawk answered with a growl for offending his size. "Look, the kid loves it." Mihawk turned and his mouth pinched at the sight of Zoro. The younger swordsman was in obvious pain, but his face looked so beautiful. Sweat wet his hair and every part of his face as if he was splashed with water. His face was flushed red around the cheeks, and his lips were bright pink from the abuse of kisses. He choked sweet sounds on every thrust and whimpered when Mihawk thrust in his weak spots.
Mihawk found that Doflamingo was only controlling his lower part of his body, so he leaned down and collected the sweat droplets with his tongue. He trailed his tongue over the salty taste and then sucked Zoro's lips. Zoro body stilled when he entered his climax. He came hard and the two Warlords were surprised how thick it was despite it was his third.
"Damn...makes me miss my younger days." Doflamingo mused with a melancholy air.
"Arg...my back." Mihawk groaned while rubbing his lower back. He was free from Doflamingo's nasty powers and was able to pull out.
"Fu fu, you're growing old Mipo. Are you going to retire soon?"
"He's not going to retire until I beat him!" Zoro snarled, interrupting Doflamingo's teases. The pink man was oblivious to Zoro's threatening glares, and was actually enjoying it.
"Fu fu, you act so tough, but are you alright? Your hips are shaking."
Zoro's cheeks turned darker. This made Zoro sink to his knees and lower his head to hide his bright blush. Doflamingo crawled toward Zoro and grabbed the younger swordsman's face. He raised it so they were face-to-face.
"You are very beautiful, so much I want to break every part of you into pieces." Zoro paled because the man was grinning while saying this. Zoro wasn't able to right back because he was yet again pinned against the bed and his legs were being spread apart. The blunt object pushed inside him for a second round, and he was terrified on how he was getting used to its size.
From there it was more like a hot potato game. Once Doflamingo came, it was Mihawk's turn to screw Zoro. Mihawk, who was usually peaceful and strangely loving during sex, turned as sadistic as Doflamingo. They wrung out every drop of their lust to pound into Zoro. Zoro was barely conscious and his mouth was slack open, uttering out moans as frail as a kitten's cry. When Zoro was about to pass out, Doflamingo stopped and turned his attention to Mihawk. Zoro had to admit, it was the strangest sight to see the master swordsman looking so vulnerable. Zoro literally stared and couldn't help but blush and smile as Mihawk (sort of) made the sounds he made. When Zoro started scooting in to watch closer, and Mihawk was punching Doflamingo in the face to give him hints to stop, Doflamingo moved back to the other swordsman.
The last round, Doflamingo turned frighteningly gentle. He caressed Zoro's chest and his lower regions so soft that Zoro squirmed because it was so foreign from the pink Warlord. The man positioned Zoro so that he could rest his head on Zoro's shoulder as he slowly rocked himself in Zoro. Mihawk settled in front and pressed his lips on the younger swordsman while lazily sliding his hand up and down Zoro's length. Zoro could finally relax and accept each of his two lovers. He sometimes pulled away from Mihawk so he could kiss Doflamingo. He touched Mihawk in the places where he saw a faint smile on the placid face.
When they all came, it was wonderful. They barely had anything left, but they shuddered together and their minds went white from pleasure over pain. A faint sigh of a breath and all collapsed sideways on the soaked bed. Doflamingo gathered a fistful of the drier parts of the sheets and wiped himself off. He cracked his neck and, to the swordsmen's surprise, got up. He stretched his arms up in the air and yawned.
"Whoa, best sex I've ever had in months. Fu fu, thanks Mipolin for a great night."
"Never come again." Mihawk answered tersely. Zoro couldn't utter a word and just tucked his body in a tight ball. "You're leaving?"
"Hou, are you worried about me already? We can have another-"
"Go home you freak." Mihawk growled, too tired to listen to the pink jester's teases.
Doflamingo chuckled and kissed the two. "Sleep tight my bitches." The man let out a bright yet eerily quiet laugh and he wandered out the door as suddenly as he came in. Once the room had quieted down until they could only hear their pants the swordsmen let out a long, tired sigh.
"Roronoa."
"...nn...?"
"No training for a week. Understood?" Mihawk rubbed his sore bottom, "That freak."
"...okay." Zoro whispered as he scooted closer to the master swordsman and snuggled. The master swordsman kissed Zoro's hickey and love-bite covered neck and breathed in the strong scent of musk and sex.
The End
