CHAPTER THREE

ZORO'S POV

When I woke up, Sanji had already left. Aww, I wanted to have some fun! I was so nice yesterday; I need to be a douche again. It's so fun confusing him. I mean, I've been all grabby, and suddenly I switch over to good-guy mode. I mostly do all this because it's so hilarious when you can see all the confusion in his eyes whatever I do. I feel a bit mean, but it's just harmless fun, and besides, if we end up as good friends he will benefit good from it. I mean, I am the schools most popular, and no one dares to lay a finger on my friends. Okay, that may also be because my short temper and my extreme muscles.

"Ey, Zoro! Party tonight at Brook's dorm! Are you up for it?" It's a fucking college party, why wouldn't I go? "I'll be there! I'm even going to bring my little fox!"

"What fox...?" Franky looked at me curiously. "Oh, right, my new roommate. Since Sabo left, I need a new victim, you know." Franky looked like he was going to burst of laughter "You can't just find a fuck-buddy to let your sexual frustration out on, like everyone else?"
"Nooo, that's no fun Franky! Don't be such a bore!" I was mildly laughing now too, not that I know why. But a fuck-buddy would just be boring; it's a lot more fun to play with them! "Well, anyway, meet us in the lobby at seven, ok?"

Now all that was left was planning how to get foxy in on something like that. As I walked in to the dorm room after classes, Sanji was already there, yet again, totally focused on his homework. Scaring him last time was so much fun I couldn't stand not doing it again. I sneaked up behind him, and grabbed him, one hand on each side of his chest. I mostly did it this way to make sure he didn't fall of the chair. He did the same thing this time; jumped up and dragged his headset of. He started throwing his arms around like crazy, trying to land a punch at me. I just put my arms around his hip, and lifted him up from behind. Poor guy, he must feel so helpless. I was a fair share taller than him too, so he had no chance of getting down. Suddenly his whole body relaxed, and he spoke in a calm voice "If you would be so kind and put me down now, I would be thrilled." Hahaha, like I'm going to give up that easy. I walked over to one of the beds, and sat down with him still in my hold. "Zoro let me go already!" I just kept on ignoring him, and laid myself down on the bed, still holding the blonde. I let my hands slide down into his boxers, but not touching his manhood "Do you think I will give up that easily?" I whispered in his ear, as I stroked my fingers on the bottom of his shaft. I started kissing and sucking on his neck, and I could feel him melting into my motions. Even if he ignored me physically, I could feel him getting harder. I took my hands out of his bowers, got up, and pushed his back into the bed. "Zoro what are you-" He stopped talking as I got on all four over him and began kissing his collarbones. His head tilted back in pleasure, and some soft, muffled moans could be heard. I sat back on my ass, just looking at him laying there. He opened his eyes, and gave me yet another questioning look. I had gotten fairly used to that look by now. I just grabbed his t-shirt by the shoulders, and pulled it off him. The questioning look never left his eyes, before I dragged of my t-shirt, and he just tensed up, looking rather shocked "hey foxy, don't be so shocked, you've seen me shirtless before?" I understood he was trying to make out some words, but all that came out was stuttering. I figured I wasn't done playing just yet. I leant down again, caressing his collarbones with, before I moved my head longer down. I placed a line of kisses down his chest, and proceeded down for the stomach. His skin was so soft, I just couldn't help myself. As I got down to his boxers, I took my hand, lifted the edge just enough to let my tongue sweep under there. I looked up, and saw just the underside of Sanji's chin, as his head was tilted back in pure pleasure yet again. That was just one out of two ways I could see he enjoyed this, because the second one were sticking out like he was hiding the Eiffel tower inside his pants. Well, that means playtime is over for now! Poor little thing, he must be more confused than a camel on Antarctic. I got up from him, and walked over to my closet, trying to find something to wear to the party. "And Foxy, you better get dressed, we're leaving soon!" All I got in response was one of those curious looks of his. "I'm taking you to a party, so dress nice!" As I still didn't get any response, other than looks, I walked over to his closet. After a good look, I picked out some black jeans, a light orange t-shirt, and a black blazer and threw at him.

As we started walking towards the lobby, we met up with Chopper and Franky, the two opposites. Franky was hyper and happy as usual, and Chopper just looked bored. "So you must be Sanji, Zoro has been talking quite a lot about you! I'm Franky, and this little sweetie is Chopper!" he said, while ruffling Choppers head and the little pot-head looked everything but pleased. After a bit of chatting, while walking towards the parking lot, we met up with the four girls, all wearing next to nothing. "So, who's driving tonight? We need two drivers!" I figured I wanted to se Sanji drunk, and remember it, so I volunteered, and got to drive Frankys beloved ride. As I got to the car, I almost had trouble getting in. I mean, it was a fucking Dodge Ram, and it was lifted way too much. The drive was a bit awkward, since Robin and chopper were in the back seat, so I didn't feel like tormenting my fox.

I got to the college, and found a free parking spot. We walked through the hallway, and knocked the door with most music banging out, guessing it was Brooks. The door was opened, and of course, there stood my beloved "brother". "ZORO, OOI, COME ON IN! I HAVE SOME BOOZE FOR YOU, SINCE YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO BUY IT, MINI!" he jumped up, and hugged me way to tight. I guess they started early as always, because he was anything but sober. "And who is this sweet little blonde? You got a new boy toy? If not, I want him, he's adorable!" not in hell if I was letting Ace get anywhere close to Sanji. "Hey, he's off limits, dude." I'm not really sure why I didn't let Ace near him, it's not like we are dating or anything, I have no right to say who Sanji can screw or not. We got into the over-crowded room, and I grabbed a coke since I was driving, holding an eye out for Sanji, who was on the couch flirting like crazy with some pink-haired girl. "That's Perona, jellybean. Do you have something going on with the blonde or?" Brook had suddenly sneaked up behind me. "Dating? Are you crazy, Afro-head? I'm not the kind to date, and you know it. And besides, I have a good feeling he's not gay." Well, I wasn't lying, but I had a feeling he was more bi, because he looked really pleased when I was kissing him up and down. "Well, why don't you just ask, baka?" Brook said, and looked at me like I was a stupid twelve year old. Asking was a sign of weakness for me, I don't like feeling weak, I like being dominant. Maybe tonight I will figure out if he's into me, you know what they say 'a drunken mind speaks a sober heart'. This is going to be an interesting night indeed.

After a good time of partying, and several women trying to hit on me, I sat down on the couch, having a chat with my dear brother. "So why are you not making out with any of the thousands girls that hit on you? I mean, there are more girls flirting with you than me, and I'm pretty popular among the girls, to put it mildly!" As he was saying this, a girl came over, grabbed his hand and dragged him away, screaming something about dancing, before I even got to answer him. But my time in the couch alone was not for long, because suddenly, my dear fox almost fell on my lap "Hiiiiiii Roro! I'm having fuuuuun. Are you having fun? Because I know something very 'funny' we can do." The last part was even whispered softly in my ear. Wait, did he call me Roro? What in hell? But the worst part of it all was that suddenly, I could feel something twitching in my pants. But I couldn't help it, he was so fucking hot, and having him whispering in my ear didn't quite help the case. But thank god, I was saved by my dear little friend. "So, guys enjoying yourself?" Chopper said, as he plumped down on the couch, lighting a joint. "Well, seems like my blond here has gotten way more than enough to drink, and all the girls are fucking dry-humping me like I was a dildo or something, but I'm having a good time!" I saw Sanji looking around angry in the room "I don't like girls who do that to you, you're all mine!" not like he hadn't been flirting like crazy with every girl he saw, but I figured it was only the alcohol. I softly kissed his cheek, and let out a light laugh "Want to go home now foxy?" I asked him, thinking that he probably can't handle more to drink. He just softly nodded, and Chopper went to fine Franky so we could get going.

The drive home was nothing but silent, since there was a drunken Sanji and a fucking wasted Franky in the car. The blue-head had insisted on having the radio on, and both of them where screaming out the song lyrics.
CAN YOU BLOW MY WISTLE BABY, WHISTLE BABY, LET ME KNOW!
I'M GONNA SHOW YOU HOW TO DO IT, AND WE START REAL SLOW
YOU JUST PUT YOUR LIPS TOGETHER AND YOU COME REAL CLOSE
Trough the entire song, Sanji was giving me a seductive look, and was stroking me on the shoulder, and I couldn't help the warm feeling in my pants. Just thinking about blowing him off made me hard. Was I really that attracted to him? Well, since he's drunk and horny, I will really need to do my best not to take advantage of him tonight. That would just be unfair.

And it was precisely as I thought. He was more drunken horny than I was, because the second I closed the door to the dorm, I got my pack pushed against it. I could feel his soft lips against my neck, and warm hands roaming my torso. He suddenly dragged off my t-shirt, and started fondling my nipple with his tongue. I looked down with a pleased look mixed with confusion "S-Sanji, you'r-re dru-unk." I couldn't help the stuttering, my nipples was with no doubt my sweet-spot. He straightened his back, and moved over to my ear "you can't say you don't want this, Roro" was whispered in my ear, and my manhood was growing even bigger than when he was playing with my nipples. I can't say I don't want it, but I know we shouldn't do this... Hell, a little innocent fun can't hurt. But no way will I let him be the one in charge. I grabbed him by the waist, lifted him over to the nearest bed, and let him down, standing on all four over him. I decided this would be best with no talking, so I jumped right into action, and got his shirt off. When I was at it, his pants flew to, along with mine. I leant down towards his neck, and started sucking and kissing. As I rubbed my manhood softly against his, I could hear him let out a soft moan. Oh, how I enjoyed being in control, I could make him go from relaxed and quiet to tensed, sweaty and moaning loudly in no time. And that was what I was planning to do; I wanted him to moan my name. I did as I did yesterday, placing kisses down his stomach, and barely under the rim of his boxers. Just this made him moan, but not as loud as I wanted him to. I wanted to please him as much as possible. I started stroking his hard-on softly outside his underwear as I moved my mouth up to his face, and pressed my lips against his. This act quickly turned into a rough tongue-battle, and before I knew it myself, I had dragged off his boxers, and started to pump him with a good grip.

His hands had found its way to my back, and his nails was digging into me, scratching me up big-time. Yes, another sweet-spot of mine: back scratching. Man, I really wanted to fuck him now, but I can't do that, not with him in this state. I need to know if it was something he would do sober, before I would agree do to it while he was drunk. But getting him to reach a climax now would be a cakewalk. I mean, I have him moaning and scratching me, just by jacking him off, wonder what will happen if I move my mouth downwards? "Are you enjoying yourself, foxy? Or do you want me to do something more maybe?" I purred in his ear, and I could feel the scratching getting even more powerful. "Y-yes Zorrrro… Please, m-more" he was almost unable to speak at this point, but he asked for it, so why not give it to him? As I placed my lips right above his dick, I looked up, and gave him a seductive look. As I saw the begging eyes looking down at me, I lightly just swept my tongue over the head, and I could hear him moaning. But all of a sudden, he did something not so expected; he put both hands in my hair, gripping tightly, and lifted his hips up, pushing himself into my mouth. I almost chocked at once, because of the sudden move, but I quickly caught up on his movements, now sucking him up and down in high speed. And I got him where I wanted to now, with his one hand still pulling my hair, and one hand on the back of his own head. He was now moving his hips intact with my mouth and breathing loudly. As I grabbed a hold of his shaft and moved it with my mouth, a scream slipped out of his lips "Ahh, Zoro!" both his hand where now in my hair, and had a tight hold. His whole body was tensing up, and I could feel his manhood twitch and there was fluid shot into my mouth. After letting out a cute little moan, he let go of my hair, and his body relaxed. I got up off the bed, and stood beside it, licking my lips "I guess my job here is done then, goodnight Sanji" I said, and walked towards the bathroom. "Roroooo, come sleep with mee?" oh right, I forgot that foxy was still wasted. "I will just go a quick trip to the bathroom, and I'll come and lay down with you, okay?" I really needed to get to the bathroom now, because my manhood was literally pumping blood so hard that I could feel it, and I needed to jerk off. I got into the bathroom, and got my business done. When I came out, I found Sanji in my bed, with my green t-shirt, and also my navy blue boxers. "Heey, I figured that if you always smell so fucking good, your clothes must do too! So I just loaned some of them, hope you don't care?" he said, with the cutest grin on his face, how could I get mad at those puppy eyes? I figured I would just let him have it as he wanted, so I went over and laid myself down with Blonde, holding him securely in my arms. He was lying in between my legs, on my stomach, and with his head securely right above my heart. I liked this. It was really calming. "Zoro, d-did you swallow?" aw, maybe he's not gay after all, he just enjoyed a new experience… "My old boyfriend never did that, so I find it quite unusual."
"Yes I did, foxy, and I liked it, okay? But since we are lying here, you want to tell me about your old boyfriend?" I said in a desperate attempt to get closer to him. I stroked my nose against his forehead. "N-no… I'd rather not, really. Not yet at least." Come on, now I'm curious as fuck! But I'll let it slip, it sounded pretty serious. If he doesn't even want to talk about it when he's drunk, it may be something bad. Maybe we should fall asleep and just forget it ever happened? Yeah, that sounded nice. "Roro, could I get a goodnight kiss?" I leant down, placing my lips on his, kissing him softly. "And by the way foxy, you look really good in my clothes."

A/N: Soo guys, this ended really different from what I expected really, but I'll just roll with it! And poor Zoro, Sanji only thinks of his own pleasure… And what's the story behind Sanji and his ex? Will we ever discover it? I hope my two angles starts to trust each other enough for that.. AAAND, maybe even Zoro will tell about what happened at the orphanage? D:
I DO NOT KNOW, SO CAKE. Cake all the way.

Heheh, I'm not crazy…

Well, please review, I really want to know what you all think, something I can change maybe. Some characters you want in the fic. COME WITH PEOPLE I CAN USE AS TEACHERS, PLEASE. I'm actually stuck there…

I love you all, thanks for reading!