Chapter 5
It was a few days, after Nami had suggested it, that they docked at a new island. They were running low on supplies and taking a stop before reaching Dressrosa was eventually agreed upon by the crew and their guests, with the exception of Caesar Clown who just wanted to get back to his young master.
A few minutes ago they docked at Sakura Shima, well known for the cherry blossom trees always in bloom, and a large, ever-expanding city, rivalling the likes of Water 7.
"Listen up mina!" Nami shouts over the ruckus on deck, gaining the crew's attention as she hands out their allowance, which is unsurprisingly a little small for the amount of time they'll be staying at this island, "We have four days until we leave this Island. So ration your allowance carefully as this is all you'll be getting, unless you want to double your debt."
A few groans from the crew can be heard at this, but the navigator ignores them as she continues, "I'll be booking rooms for us all, and however we split up, the groups will rotate in looking after Sunny. I don't want to hear about anyone causing trouble while we're here," she says with a glare, glancing to each of her nakama, before locking eyes with Luffy.
"Me and dartboard-brow will stay on the ship tonight."
"Hah~ I'm not staying here with you! I'm going to the city with my lovely ladies and–"
The swordsman interrupts him, whispering into the cook's ear with a smug grin, "Shut up, shit-cook, this is our chance to be alone together."
The rest of the crew ignores them as usual, assuming that they are fighting again, and discuss between them who will be in each group.
The blonde huffs and marches off to the kitchen to get the lunches that he made earlier for the crew and Zoro grins as he watches the other leave, satisfied that he's clearly won here, and doesn't fail to notice Robin's all-knowing smile directed his way.
"I'll be sharing a room with Yume-Chan." Nami says with a smile.
"Actually, I'll be sharing a room with her, Nami-San. Right, Yume?"
"Ah…. I ….. Uh …" Yume stutters as Luffy makes a suggestion before running off onto the island.
"Why don't you all share a room!?"
Nami and Robin glare at each other before agreeing with their captain's idea.
After the crew have packed their lunches, they set off into groups; Usopp and Chopper - run off into the city to catch up with Luffy and make sure he doesn't get into any trouble already, Franky and Brook with Law - who leaves the ship dragging along Caesar who is still handcuffed, and Nami, Robin and Yume - set off to go shopping.
As the sun sets, the girls make the trek to the hotel they will be staying at, carrying their bags and placing them on the floor once they get into their room they will be sharing.
"Wow Nami-San, this room is amazing," Robin says as she walks in through the door, and opens the door to her left to glance inside the bathroom.
Nami smiles smugly as she looks around, before sitting down on the large bed in the middle of the room. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling and the setting sun shines in through the large double doors, which lead out to the balcony, giving off a warm vibe. The room is filled with white pristine furniture decorated with gold, and a large glass mirror hangs on the wall at the opposite end of the bed.
"Are the boys staying in this hotel too Nami-Chan?" Yume asks as she changes into her nightwear and climbs into bed with a yawn.
"No way! Do you know how expensive this room is for just one night? I booked them into a cheap hotel somewhere else."
Robin chuckles and changes too, before getting into bed next to Yume and smirks at Nami as the orange-haired woman glares at her. Nami instantly changes and climbs under the covers as well, lying on the assassin's other side as Yume falls asleep. Slowly, they both follow the assassin into a deep sleep, each with an arm thrown protectively over Yume.
Back on the ship, Zoro is pacing along the deck. Sanji had been avoiding him all day. As soon as the swordsman got near him, the blonde would rush off somewhere else, not saying a word, and Zoro's patience is wearing thin. He didn't arrange for them to be alone on the ship just so the idiot cook could ignore his existence.
Making a decision, he stomps into the kitchen, where the cook has been hiding out for the past few hours, and picks Sanji up, flinging him over his shoulder.
"Marimo! What the hell are you doing?!" The blonde angry bangs his fists onto Zoro back and the swordsman has to tighten his grip around his cook so that the idiot doesn't fall from all the wriggling he's doing.
"Stop moving shit-cook," Zoro says with a grunt as he carries Sanji to the men's quarters and dumps him onto one of the sofas before straddling his hips, successfully pinning him down.
"Let me go or I'll kick you all the way to the next island! You shitty-"
Zoro roughly presses his lips onto Sanji's, effectively stopping the other man's angry rambling, and slides his tongue into the cook's mouth. All of the blonde's protests melt away into the kiss as he wraps his legs around Zoro's waist and tugs on strands of green hair.
The swordsman slowly rolls his hips earning him a low moan from the blonde and eagerly fiddles with the buttons on the cook's shirt after the man has discarded his tie and jacket. He slowly works his way through the annoying buttons, and places soft kisses along the blonde's pale chest, inching lower as more skin is revealed.
Eventually the cook's shirt is thrown aside, as well as his own, and it's not long before Sanji's pants and boxers follow. The swordsman wastes no time in reaching to undo his pants.
"Wait!"
He looks down at the blonde man under him and grunts in reply, "What?"
Sanji glances away nervously and he can see the cook swallow thickly.
He sighs and gently reaches over to move the cook's bangs away, revealing his other ocean blue eye, "You can't keep avoiding this shit-cook. I know you want to do this as much as I do, if you run away now we may never get another chance to go any further than this."
It is then that the blonde finally looks back up at Zoro and gulps, before speaking quietly, "I've never…. With a man…."
"I know…. Neither have I."
"Then how do you know…. How to…."
The swordsman blushes lightly as he answers, "I borrowed a few of Robin's books on it….re-read them I don't know how many times…."
Sanji's eyes widen, "Why does Robin-Chwan have books on-?!"
"Don't ask. I sure as hell ain't. Look, are we doing this or not?" Zoro reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a small, full, see-through bottle.
"Oi? What's that for?"
"I went into the city earlier and bought it while you were avoiding me," The swordsman says with a glare, but his look softens when he sees the slightly worried expression on the cook's face – which the other man would never admit to -, "The books say I need to use this so it doesn't hurt as much."
"So what doesn't hurt?"
Zoro stares at him, wordlessly asking, are you serious? The blonde's cheeks heat up a little and he snaps at the swordsman. "Stop looking at me like that! And no, this isn't happening! "
"What the hell! Why not?"
"Because all you've done is read a few shitty books!"
"Well what else am I supposed to do?!"
The blonde huffs and glances away once more and crosses his arms over his chest. Zoro softly kisses the cook's neck and he purrs into the man's ear.
"Sanji~ Please~"
After a few more kisses being placed along his neck, Sanji uncrosses his arms and reaches to undo the marimo's pants, "Let's get this over with then."
"Stop acting like this is a bad thing," Zoro growls as he pulls off his pants and throws them aside, revealing that he wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"I'm not…"
Instead of talking, the swordsman replies with a gentle kiss as he opens the bottle of lube, pouring some onto his fingers, before slowly circling the blonde's entrance with his fingertips.
Sanji releases a seductive, soft moan and squeezes his eyes shut as Zoro slides his finger inside him and starts preparing him fully, taking his time as he adds another.
"Shitty swordsman…hurry up you bastard."
Zoro simply smirks at Sanji as he removes his fingers, grunting lowly as he slowly slides his length into the cook. The blonde grips the back of the sofa, hissing softly in arousal from the sensation, and blushes lightly when the swordsman weaves their fingers together.
Zoro keeps the pace slow and steady, watching out for any signs of discomfort from Sanji. For the cook, the pain left a while ago and the only problem for him is that the damn marimo was going way to slow for his liking.
Using the muscles in his thighs, the cook pushes Zoro deeper inside him and growls, "Faster, marimo. You're going too slow."
The swordsman quickens the pace, slamming into the blonde and pants softly against Sanji's neck. The sofa squeaks and creaks as their movements become frantic, still craving more from one another. Sanji kisses Zoro feverishly, sliding his tongue into the swordsman's mouth and moans into the kiss as Zoro's hand wraps around his length, stroking him in the same pace as his thrusts.
Sanji releases, moaning Zoro's name sinfully, causing the swordsman to follow instantly. For what seems like hours, they lay there, panting and caressing each other's bodies until Sanji forces them up to shower and head to bed.