He opened his eyes to her, spread out before him still attatched to the windowframe. She was biting her lips, blushing all over. He loved seeing her still shake from the pleasure, especially interesting was the manner in which her tits jiggled from it. Her nipples had softened.
I should fix that. Zoro shifted his and her position with calculation so that his hips were level with them. He then leaned his rather sizeable and carnal pole between them, spat in his hand and lubricated it. He pressed her mammaries together against it while running his thumbs back and forth across her nipples. He combined it with his own enjoyment as he thrust himself so far up that the tip of him pressed against her chin, making for quite a sensation for both of them.
He continued ramming back and forth.
"How's that for stabbing? Huh?"
Robin looked tenderly at him from below as he went on.
"It's pretty grand, but…"
She feigned a concerned face as he paused curiously.
"I'm a little parched, Zoro… If you catch my meaning."
She felt his erection harden from the remark, which was timed well, as he was dripping again with precum.
He let go of her breasts and squeezed the drops of fluid into her open mouth. He held his penis in one hand while using the other to brush her hair back.
She held eye contact and licked her lips after he'd gotten most of it into her. Swallowed all of it.
He looked really pleased about it.
"How do I taste?"
She chuckled.
"Like saké."
"Figures." He side glanced, remembering he'd downed about half a bottle around noon.
"I'm considering letting you go…"
"…On three conditions."
"I'm listening"
"Rule one: Don't you fucking dare fleur me again." He almost laughed the word fleur."
"I-"
"-Second: You will not ride my cock. I'm having your pussy from behind."
"And third…"
He tilted her chin up to look at him.
"You will beg me for it."