Content warning for dubcon due to somnophilia
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Zoro never does identify exactly what rouses him from sleep, but one moment he's dead to the world and the next he's blinking groggily in the moonlight spilling into the room under the curtain drawn across the porthole window. Still half-sleep and clueless as to his location, because he hasn't woken up in his box hammock on the Sunny. No, he's lying on an actual bed with a mattress, headboard, fitted and flat sheets, and too many pillows to count.
As his slumber-fogged brain gradually becomes more aware of his surroundings, he registers Luffy asleep beside him, legs tangled in the sheets and body curled in the shape of a comma- or maybe a shrimp… heh- yeah, that's it. Sencho really does look like a big goddamn shrimp all curled up like that- with a pillow clutched to his chest. 'Though he's a lot damn cuter than a shrimp, that's for sure.
Smiling to himself and stifling a yawn, the swordsman rolls towards his captain and snuggles closer, spooning his bare back. He settles one hand on his side, fingers rubbing slow circles on the warm skin, and Luffy gives a soft little moan. Pressing himself back into his boyfriend's embrace, bottom squirming against his groin.
Zoro inhales sharply, suddenly far more awake. The cobwebs of sleep falling away faster, swept free by the increased pressure and friction. He feels his flaccid cock give a sluggish twitch of interest and begin to stir where it's caught between Luffy's wriggling buttocks. Ah, fuck-
His hand moves of its own volition, sliding over the younger pirate's side to begin caressing his chest and abdomen.
He's now awake enough to remember where they are: the captain's quarters of Bartolomeo's ship, on the way to Zou. Their star-struck fellow rookie had offered it to them the very morning they'd boarded, insisting he didn't mind bunking with his crew for the journey, and Luffy had jumped at the opportunity to fuck on a real bed. To sleep in one as well, obviously- but sex had been the foremost thought in both their minds at the time, with Bartolomeo's offer coming so soon after they'd come to an agreement with Trafalgar Law.
At the thought of the Heart captain and the time spent with him and Luffy in this bed during the last couple of days, Zoro bites back a groan, his cock swelling a bit more and nudging with greater insistence at the crack of his unconscious partner's ass.
His body ACHES. But it's a good ache- the sort that comes from being well-used, and by god, he muses, if they haven't been using him well…
Continuing to stroke his captain's torso, he shifts closer- and bites his lower lip as the movement causes his stiff nipples to drag against Luffy's upper back. The overly-sensitive buds feel as though they've become permanently erect, protruding from his bruised tits like chips of diamond.
Luffy would probably have him wearing those makeshift clamps even now, if Law hadn't confiscated the earrings before he'd departed for the evening, insisting they've been utilizing them far too often and for too long already.
The surgeon's shown no desire to spend the night and, by unspoken agreement, neither Zoro nor Luffy have asked or even suggested the possibility to each other when they're alone together. Maybe it's a little irrational, feeling as though sharing a bed with the man simply to sleep is too intimate, given Zoro's crouched on the same bed with his face pressed into the mattress and his ass hiked in the air, spreading his own cheeks wide so Law can creampie his gaping hole and then fuck the cum into him… but it's a line he's drawn that he doesn't intend to cross.
Traf said it himself, the other day. He's here to fuck me, not romance me- 'n I don't want any of that happy sappy shit from HIM anyway. Don't wanna get it 'n don't wanna give it. 'Cause that belongs to Sencho.
He buries his face against Luffy's neck and slowly inhales his captain's familiar, comforting scent. Fingertips tracing the enormous starburst-shaped scar between the younger man's pectorals as he tries to ignore the insistent throb in his groin. Unfortunately, all this thinking about how thoroughly he's gotten his ashes hauled in the last two days is having the opposite effect; instead of distracting himself from how warm and firm Luffy's bare buttocks feel pressed so snugly against him, he's done little more than ensure his cock's become fully erect. And bent at a very uncomfortable angle.
Trying to adjust the awkward position of his shaft without accidentally jostling his boyfriend awake, he somehow manages to lodge his tip in the juncture between the rubber man's thighs and perineum, and that's so much better AND so much worse, because before he can stop himself, he's instinctively rolling his hips and pushing himself deeper into the narrow gap. Pressing forward until his glans slides beneath his lover's balls and their bodies lie flush, his chest and belly and pelvis and thighs tucked tight against Luffy's back.
Zoro smothers a groan of pleasure in the curve between his sleeping partner's neck and shoulder, hand dropping to splay wide over his abdomen. The swordsman's fighting the urge to continue bucking his hips, knowing he'll almost certainly disturb Luffy, but oh god, he wants so badly to move- to thrust against him, fuck between his thighs…
Nuzzling the younger pirate's shoulder, he presses a kiss to the warm skin, struggling to keep his libido under control.
He knows Luffy wouldn't mind being woken, especially not being woken with the promise of sex- or hell, being woken BY sex itself- but he's also concerned that his captain might need sleep more than he realizes. The final battle against Doflamingo had left him in pretty rough shape, and he'd pulled off his remaining bandages against Law's advice only shortly before the surgeon joined them that first afternoon.
And even if it wasn't for his still-healing injuries, he'd expended an incredible amount of both physical energy and haki using that new Gear.
Thinking about it now, Zoro feels an unexpected stirring of excitement in his stomach as he remembers just how goddamn BIG Luffy had gotten when he'd transformed into what he keeps referring to as his "Boundman" form. Which the first mate assumes he named as such given how he literally can't stop BOUNCING while he's using it, and that SHOULD make it ridiculous, but- but…
He's never before considered the benefits of a sexual partner so much larger than himself, but he's sure as hell considering it now. How Luffy could probably wrap one hand around his waist and how Luffy could crush him into this mattress with that broad torso and how it might feel to sit impaled on what's surely a huge cock while Luffy grips his arms behind his back to hold him steady and BOUNCES beneath him. And oh god, with how much Sencho cums already, how much MORE could he cum if he does it when he's like that?
He's never shied away from fantasizing some truly lurid scenarios, and this time is no exception. With his libido already running wild, it doesn't take much effort to picture himself taking Luffy's enormous, Gear-enhanced shaft, repeatedly forcing himself onto an erection so massive its outline is visible as an oblong bulge in his belly every time his hips swing down. Riding that thick tower of flesh until his partner climaxes, cumming so hard, so much, and so deep inside his body that the semen floods his guts and rises straight up his throat to pour out of his mouth and down his tits.
The little mental movie that's coalesced in Zoro's head is kind of nasty but also really, REALLY fucking hot. His cock sure thinks so, anyway, because it's jumping repeatedly in the tunnel formed by Luffy's thighs, and he can feel the sticky moisture escaping from his glans smearing across the sensitive dome each time it bobs up to bump the younger pirate's balls.
Goddamn it, he's so hard, he can barely stand the way he's throbbing from tip to root. A steady pulse that demands he do something- ANYTHING- to relieve it. Maybe… if I just move really slow…
He leans his forehead against his captain's shoulder and holds his breath as he deliberately rolls his hips. Drawing back, then pressing forward again, and it may not be much, but it's SO much better than just holding still and hoping this stubborn and highly-inconvenient boner will go away on its own.
Body falling into an instinctive rhythm, shifting his length back and forth between Luffy's thighs in slow, short thrusts, the swordsman raises his head again, reminding himself to keep his breathing under control as well. He exhales shakily and rubs his cheek against his lover's shoulder. Kisses it. Inhales as he withdraws. Pauses. Pushes, exhaling. Hand on Luffy's belly, lightly stroking his abdominal muscles then clasping him more firmly, bracing his body for each thrust to avoid rocking him too much.
It's going fairly well until his boyfriend begins to mumble in his sleep and squirm fitfully, bottom grinding into his pubis and legs- moving in a clumsy bicycling fashion that suggests he's dreaming he's running- squeezing harder around his erection.
Heart thumping faster, his arousal spurred by the additional pressure and sudden increase in friction, Zoro forces his own body to go still, but it does him little good because Luffy continues to wriggle. Abs tensing and jumping under his palm, ass twitching from side-to-side against his groin, and the first mate's about to just give up and attempt to safely extract his cock so he can roll away, when-
A low moan and a slurred "-oooro" escape the rubber man curled against him. Arms tightening around the pillow he's been clutching all this time, Luffy rolls his hips and whines, the sound rising from deep in the back of his throat. "Zor-" His abdominal muscles flex, his pelvis snapping forward, and when he draws back in preparation for another thrust, his buttocks slap into Zoro's lower belly with enough force to make the older pirate grunt. It also jolts the arm he's wrapped around Luffy's waist, and he feels rigid flesh nudge at his elbow. "Zoro!"
What the fuck? Are you awake or asleep or-? He gives his captain a cautious shake. "Luff-?"
"Zoro…" There's a husky note developing in Luffy's voice, turning his delivery of the swordsman's name into a demanding little growl that sends chills rippling across Zoro's skin and traveling up and down his spine. That makes his breath catch in his throat and his cock lurch.
"Oi-" Fingers caressing Luffy's flank, he kisses the nape of the younger man's neck. "Oi, Sencho-? This anything like that shit earlier, when you were sleep-eating?" Trying not to moan as Luffy rocks harder, thighs gripping his shaft. "Mmmn. Are- uhnnn- are you- tryna sleep-fuck me?" His hand leaves his partner's hip to wander lower, finding his dick jutting thick and stiff from his groin. "God, you're so hard, Luff…"
The rigidity of the shaft in his fist, sliding within his grip as his captain immediately begins bucking into it, makes him desperately want to hunt for the lube. Finger himself with slick digits until he's ready for Luffy and then sink down on top of him, taking each inch of his lover's erect length into his well-oiled hole in one long, slow plunge…
He drops a trail of kisses down his barely-conscious boyfriend's neck and along his shoulder, finally allowing himself to resume moving and quickly falling into the same steady rhythm as the determined thrusting that's sliding firm, eager flesh back and forth through his fist.
"M-Mmmn… -oro," Luffy sighs dreamily as Zoro strokes him while they rock together, their bodies swaying in unison.
"Sure wish I- knew how- much of this YOU- knew was goin' on," the swordsman murmurs back, nuzzling against his partner's neck. Acutely aware of the pressure building in his groin and lower belly, he's beginning to pant harder, soft exhalations growing hasher and coming faster because there's perspiration springing up on both of them, enough to dampen the gap squeezing him with such satisfying intensity.
While sweat's certainly nowhere near as slippery as lube, when combined with the streaks of pre-cum Zoro's leaking tip leaves on his captain's skin as it slides through, it's effective enough. Closing his eye, he groans into the curve of the younger pirate's neck, hips pumping faster- faster- faster- until the tension inside him bursts and his cock begins to twitch and spill his seed between Luffy's thighs.
Caught in the throes of orgasm, he forgets to keep stroking the shaft grasped in his hand and his lover begins to squirm and buck more insistently, whining his dissatisfaction.
Body humming with pleasure, head spinning with the same, Zoro rolls away, tugging his still-throbbing erection free and pulling Luffy along with him. When he's inadvertently clobbered by the pillow that comes along with his boyfriend, he releases the rubber man to yank the over-stuffed case out of his hand and fling it away, not looking to see where it lands.
Luffy tries to hang onto it, making drowsy noises of protest- but then his hand encounters the swordsman's side and another sound emerges from his throat. A hungry, impatient growl. And then he's pumping his hips as he gropes at Zoro for a better grip, dick prodding insistently into the back of his thigh, at one buttock and then the other.
Groaning, Zoro reaches back to help, hoping whatever traces of lube and cum left in his ass from earlier that evening will be enough to prevent him from getting horribly chafed. If they're not… well, he'll have plenty of time to worry about that in the morning. Right now it's already too late, because under his guiding fingers, his captain's found his opening and started pushing, working in short but persistent thrusts to bury himself. He's clutching Zoro's rib cage with bruising force, mouth fastened on his shoulder, breath hissing through his nose as he sucks and bites enthusiastically at the flesh there.
Luffy doesn't bother taking any time to recover once he finally succeeds in forcing his dick inside all the way up to its base, balls thumping roughly against Zoro's dilated rim, but just begins pounding away at the first mate so hard, it brings tears to his good eye. There's enough lubrication on his inner walls for the shaft transfixing his sphincter to move but not quite enough for it to move easily, the excess friction producing a lowkey burn that straddles the line between tolerable discomfort and actual pain.
The sensation's also more intense than usual because he's somewhat tender, having spent much of the last couple days with both the Heart Pirates' captain and his own captain fucking him. Frequently taking turns, trading him back and forth between them, or- and they've done it more than once now- sharing his hole simultaneously.
Being double-penetrated has left his body aching for hours on each occasion he's gotten carried away enough to take them on both at the same time. But being stretched like that? Being so fuckin' full of dick? Holy shit, it feels SO. FUCKING. GOOD.
Panting, pulse racing, he reaches down between his legs, under his spent cock and balls and past his perineum to explore the place where Luffy's plunging back and forth inside him. Tracing the puffy, distended edge of his rim, clamped tight around the shaft impaling it. He can feel his lover's stiff girth brushing his fingertips as well and spreads his index and middle fingers wider, digits forming a v-shape that he slides around the rigid flesh. Continuing to stroke his gaping rim, feeling it flex in and out slightly with Luffy's unrelenting thrusts.
At his touch, the younger pirate bucks more wildly, driving into him hard enough to roll him a bit farther onto his belly, crushing his arm beneath his abdomen and pelvis, and moving on top of him. Another one of those ominous growls vibrating his throat and chest, and then abruptly he's BITING, teeth sinking into Zoro's nape and remaining clenched in the skin and muscle. Hips SLAMMING against the swordsman's partially upturned bottom.
Zoro's free hand forms a fist in the sheets, the one trapped beneath him continuing to play with the edges of his hole while Luffy fucks him with a fury that renders him incapable of doing anything beyond lying sprawled there taking it and crying out "UHN-UHN-UHN-UHN-UHN!" against the mattress.
His captain's movements falter, losing rhythm. Pelvis smashing into his buttocks, rocking and grinding for several moments before jerking back to deliver another jarring thrust, and he can feel Luffy's dick jumping and twitching and pulsing and spurting inside him the entire time. Feel it beneath his trembling fingertips, as his partner gives one last rough lunge, shoving deep inside him and remaining there. Hips motionless save for a periodic nudge accompanied by a low, muffled grunt through the teeth still locked in his nape.
Cum wells up within Zoro's rim around the shaft buried there, wet and slippery under his fingers, and he sags against the mattress, his breath rushing out of him in a shaky, hot exhalation.
On his back, Luffy's body also slowly relaxes, jaws going slack until he's draped bonelessly along the older pirate's spine. Mumbling something that vaguely sounds like "... love you, Zoro" before going quiet again, and then, after a moment or two, he starts to snore.
Heart racing, lungs straining, ass throbbing around the dick lodged inside him - because of course Luffy's somehow managed to stay hard, OF COURSE he has - Zoro huffs breathless laughter into the wrinkled sheets. Licking his dry lips and clearing his throat until he's finally collected himself sufficiently to mumble back, "... uh. Yeah. L-Love you too, Sencho…" And then, more quietly. "... holy fucking hell…"
He falls silent after that to concentrate on remembering what oxygen is and allowing his pulse to slow to a more sedate rate, and somewhere in the middle of lying there listening to his sleeping boyfriend's raspy breathing and wondering exactly what the fuck just happened, he dozes off again.
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The first thing Luffy registers on waking is the unmistakable sensation of moist heat wrapped snugly around his dick, and even before his eyes open, he's moaning and rolling his hips, trying to push his way deeper.
"Mmmn- Sen- o…"
At the familiar sound of his first mate's voice, rumbling low and husky beneath his ear, the lingering dregs of sleep drain away, clearing the fog from the rubber man's brain, and he blinks first one eye open and then the other to take stock of his surroundings.
He's sprawled on top of Zoro, draped down his swordsman's back like the older pirate's been using him as a blanket, but he's also INSIDE Zoro. Inside and very hard and- he squirms experimentally to confirm- very wet. Very, very wet, in fact, because now that he's more awake, he can feel the slick warmth on his groin and Zoro's buttocks and both their thighs.
Which is kind of weird because he doesn't remember having sex with Zoro, at least not after Traffy headed out for the night and they'd hit the ship's bathhouse - nice, but not as nice as Sunny's - for a quick shower to rinse off the sweat before bed. AND the cum, although the majority of THAT had been on Zoro, of course.
Luffy feels his dick twitch in appreciation at the memory of his boyfriend splayed across the bed, flushed and panting and covered in semen. The shallow puddles of the stuff caught in the curves of his quivering abdominal muscles- and the enormous wet pool spreading beneath his ass faster than the sheets could absorb the liquid as it spilled from his otherwise empty, gaping hole…
He's squirming, pushing harder at Zoro's bottom before he can stop himself, pressing his face to his lover's shoulder with a low groan. Rocking his hips and groaning again, because with a load already inside, Zoro's hole is all slick heat sucking hungrily at his shaft while he moves back and forth.
Beneath him, his first mate grunts, body arching slightly.
"Zor-Zoro feels- so good," Luffy moans to him, cheek nuzzling amorously at his shoulder. "He's SO WET…" Expecting soft laughter or, more likely, some snarky comment about it being HIS fault that his partner's so wet, but what he gets is-
The captain lifts his head, the thrusting movements of his pelvis slowing as he frowns down at his swordsman. "Zoro-?"
Zoro inhales again and the resulting snore rattles noisily from between his parted lips.
"You're ASLEEP?" Luffy asks incredulously. He sits up a bit more, biting the inside of his cheek when the change in position nudges his shaft slightly deeper, and pats gingerly at Zoro's back. "Oi. Oi, Zoro."
The older pirate's snore falters, ending with a muffled snort and followed by a low groan, and he shifts a bit under Luffy- making him gasp as Zoro's body involuntarily clenches tighter around him- but he's otherwise unresponsive.
"H-How're- you even- sleepin' with my dick- with my dick in your butt?" 'N how'd it get there in the first place? Not that he's actually complaining. It feels way too good inside his swordsman, being squeezed by his cum-filled hole and warmed by the heat of his body, and once again the rubber man finds his body moving of its own volition.
He reaches for Zoro, slides both arms around his waist and molds himself to his lover's back, clinging there and rubbing his face between his shoulder blades. His hips rising and falling, sliding his erection slowly in and out, and the involuntary moan that emerges from his throat is long and wavering and full of need before he muffles his voice by pressing his parted lips to Zoro's bare skin.
Kissing and licking and administering gentle bites, he inhales the mingled odors of sex and sweat overlaying his first mate's natural scent, and the heady combination of them makes his heart pound harder because he knows he's smelling himself on Zoro. Smelling the fluids that he left inside him, even if he doesn't remember doing it. The same slippery residue coating the snug passage that he's rocking himself into faster and faster now, breath quickening as his sleeping partner groans softly and gives a half-hearted jerk of his hips, pushing back into his next thrust.
"Zor-Zoro! ZORO!" Luffy cries out, leaning his forehead against Zoro's shoulder and squeezing his eyes shut because he can feel his control slipping away by the second. He's only been awake for a few minutes but maybe he was already getting close to the edge in his slumber, stimulated nearly to climax just from having his dick embedded in an environment of such perfect pressure and wet heat for- for however long he's been inside Zoro. No doubt giving the occasional unconscious nudge to keep himself from slipping out whenever either of them moved in their sleep.
He tries to halt the movement of his pelvis, hoping he'll be able to hold back if he manages to stop just long enough for the tension in his lower belly to ease, but-
Zoro's back dips suddenly beneath his stomach, ass rocking upwards repeatedly to collide with his groin, sphincter sliding back and forth along his throbbing shaft. And as the first muscular contraction hits him like a lightning strike, sending a powerful spurt of cum hurtling from his loins into his swordsman's squirming body, he realizes the older pirate's humping the bed, attempting to grind into the mattress.
Clutching tighter around Zoro's midsection and burrowing his face more firmly against his shoulder to muffle the sounds of helpless pleasure bursting from his throat, he allows himself to be shifted slowly in and out by his lover's drowsy, undulating movements. Feeling the tunnel surrounding him clench and shudder while it fills with his seed until the hot fluid begins to leak out around his shaft, creating a wet squelching noise each time his groin connects with Zoro's buttocks. Cum spilling onto the sheets between their thighs.
Beneath him, Zoro moans his name. Pushing harder and harder at his pelvis, breath gradually growing more labored, until all at once, his body gives a massive start. And this time when he calls out again, there's an awareness in his voice that wasn't there just a moment before. "Lu-Luff- uhn- Luffy-!" Movements faltering as he struggles to orient himself.
"Mmmn- ah- hhh- hah- Zor- uhnnn- Zor-Zoro, y-you're- you're awake-"
"So- so are you, apparently," his first mate teases in a low, husky voice, sounding amused. After a moment his hips resume rolling into the mattress. "Fuck, I'm- mmmn, so w-wet… did you just-?"
"Y-Yeah," Luffy gasps. "Zoro- felt too g-good… I- I couldn't-" He lifts his head from his trembling shoulder to look down.
There's just enough moonlight streaming through the porthole for him to make out his boyfriend's familiar features in the otherwise dark room, heavily flushed and half-lidded, rumpled from sleep and so heartbreakingly exquisite that the sight of him steals the captain's breath. Desire to kiss Zoro's lovely, loyal face swells in his chest, overwhelming and urgent, as though he's drowning and sealing his mouth to those half-parted lips is his only chance at salvation.
He draws back only long enough to roll Zoro onto his back, revealing the firm erection jutting from his groin, and then he's falling into the arms that rise to catch him- because Zoro's always been ready to catch him, right from the beginning- and fumbling to rejoin their bodies. He's clumsy in his haste, too eager to line up properly, but then one of his swordsman's hands settles on his flank while the other slips between their bodies to gently guide him forward. With a sharp inhalation and another push-
Hips rolling up to meet him, Zoro groans, and Luffy cries out his name, sinking full-length into him in one long, agonizingly slow yet incredibly sublime stroke that makes his toes curl and his heart pound so hard, he can feel it thrumming in his groin.
As he slides home, his partner's legs rise to wrap around him, thighs gripping his waist and ankles crossing in the small of his back to draw him close, pull him deeper. Arms winding around his neck and shoulders, a hand cupping the base of his skull and applying the lightest pressure to bring his head down, and all at once Zoro's kissing him. Lips slightly parted, tongue brushing his gasping mouth, so deep and sweet and thorough that it makes his head spin and little strangled noises emerge from the back of his throat.
He's too sensitive at first, unable to move save to return his lover's affections, and he does so with enthusiasm. Caressing his jaw and neck and collarbone, running fingers through his hair and toying with his piercings, tugging lightly on the golden droplets and jostling them against one another to make them jingle and chime. Murmuring countless muffled "I love you, I love you, I LOVE YOU!"s interspersed with kisses against Zoro's mouth, his jaw, his neck and collarbone and anywhere else within easy range.
Rumbling soft laughter, the older pirate holds him close, legs locked tight around his middle, arms around his torso, hands roaming his sides, his upper back and shoulders. "Funny," he says between liplocks, when Luffy's busy nuzzling behind his ear and nibbling at the lobe. "-you're all smooches 'n snuggles NOW." Fingers trailing down his spine, tracing the bumps of vertebrae hidden beneath the skin. "You bit me so damn hard when you were fuckin' me while you were still asleep earlier, I thought you were gonna take a chunk outta my neck."
"Whoops. Sorry, Zoro," he hums into his swordsman's neck, knowing he doesn't sound very apologetic, but- well, he doesn't even REMEMBER biting him. Or fucking him, and THAT he does regret, because it means he missed out on all the fantastic noises and expressions Zoro must've been making.
"Nah- it was… pretty fuckin' hot, actually. You just kinda… chomped down 'n held on the whole time you railed me."
Luffy can't see his face from this angle but can tell from his tone that he's grinning. He's evidently also getting turned on relating the details, because his cock's begun to twitch now and then as he speaks, nudging at the captain's lower belly where it's trapped beneath him.
"... shot one big-ass load into me too…" There's a husky note creeping into Zoro's voice, and he's uncrossed his ankles to make room for the hand slinking farther down Luffy's back to reach the tops of his ass cheeks. "-'n I guess the one before I woke up must'a been a decent size too, 'cause it feels like there's one hell of a wet spot under my ass…" Slipping a finger into the crevice below his tailbone, rubbing over the pucker between his buttocks. "Y'wanna hose my hole again, Luff? Make it three?"
He wants to laugh. Tease Zoro about things in triplicate: three earrings, three swords, three loads. But when he opens his mouth, all that emerges is a resounding groan, because Zoro's also started doing that flexing thing with his ass that drives him wild- deliberately tensing and relaxing his sphincter to make it squeeze rhythmically around his shaft. Creating a pulsing, fluttering sensation that urges him to move, to thrust back and forth through the clenching ring while it tightens repeatedly on him, massaging his aching flesh.
"Take me slow, Sencho," his lover breathes beside his ear. "I wanna feel every inch of you goin' inside me."
Luffy shudders, hips already in motion, easing his length out until the tip's threatening to slip free and then pressing back in as slowly as he can manage. It takes considerable effort to keep his pace so sedate when his body's urging him to speed up, to pummel Zoro's rear with wild lunges until the cum still pooled deep inside squirts out around his plunging dick.
Somehow he's successful and, rocking leisurely up to meet him, Zoro tips his head back with a moan of "... so… fuckin' good…"
Fighting to keep his lower body under control, Luffy fastens his mouth on his boyfriend's throat, licking and sucking and grazing the lump of his adam's apple with his teeth. Hands finding the other man's pectorals to knead the dense flesh and finger the stiff nipples, groaning out loud when he feels how thick those swollen nubs are against the pads of his thumbs. It makes him wish the clamps were permanent- that Zoro had actual nipple piercings that he could play with, rather than constantly needing to dig for the clip-on things they've been getting so much use out of over the last couple days.
He's never been much interested in jewelry save for the armlet from the Thriller Bark treasure haul that he'd later ended up giving to Buggy, but the idea of picking out earrings for Zoro to wear on his tits is… intriguing. Especially considering some of the pictures he's glimpsed in their cook's more risqué magazines, of models wearing delicate-looking gold chains strung between their boobs and connected to collars worn around their necks. I bet if I asked, he'd wear stuff like that- at least while we're messin' around anyway. 'Though… I wonder what it'd take to get 'im to-
Drifting into a brief but vivid fantasy of the future… of walking through the streets of some nameless town or city where the Sunny's docked, tugging playfully on the end of the short lead keeping his first mate, the greatest swordsman in the world, so close beside him… a lead clipped to a collar or a set of nipple piercings or to a cock ring or maybe even a dick piercing, allowing him to yank on Zoro's most sensitive parts if he so chooses… the older pirate nude except for the bits of gold adorning his body- and possibly sort of fancy belt for his katana, because he wouldn't be ZORO without his swords- so everybody can see what belongs to the Pirate King and what THEY can't touch, at least not unless-
He's brought back to reality by the hands gripping his buttocks tightly enough to raise bruises, fingernails digging crescent-shaped imprints in his flesh- and realizes that although he hasn't speeded up much, his thrusts have been getting progressively rougher. They're now forceful enough to lift his partner's ass and lower back off the mattress, and Zoro's groaning as each stroke plunges into him only to bottom out with an inaudible yet palpable thumping sensation. "Uhn-uhn-UHN- f- f-fuck, Luff- you just- g-got so- HARD!"
"Sh- should I sto-?"
"Don't- don't stop," his swordsman gasps, chest heaving beneath his palms. Cock rigid between them and leaking pre-cum that he can feel smearing onto his belly every time he rocks forward. "Uhn-UHN-UHN! D-Don't- stop, DON'T STOP-DON'T-STOP-DON'T-STOP!"
"Is Zoro- g-gonna- gonna cum?"
"-c-close! I'm- oh-oh god, Luffy- uhnnn, UHN-uhn!"
Panting, the captain kisses Zoro's neck and throat, delivers a flurry of licks and kisses and little bites along his collarbone and down the uppermost half of the scar dividing his torso. Lapping at his pectoral, swirling heavily over his left nipple and areola while his fingers pluck insistently at the right.
"S-Sench- Sencho!" His lover's clinging to him, holding on for dear life, hands now clutching his shoulders and heels skidding in the small of his back. "Uhn-uhn-uhn! Oh-god-ohgod-oh-GOD-!"
Luffy latches onto his nipple, tongue curled against the stiff protrusion as he draws Zoro's tit into his mouth with as much suction as he can muster, continuing to drive into his hole with steady, harsh strokes. He can feel his boyfriend beginning to jerk and squirm, to claw at his shoulders and back, and he sucks more vigorously, gathering as much of the opposite pectoral that he can fit in his hand to squeeze and massage it.
"Gonna c-cum!" Zoro blurts, back arching. Cock tensing between their bellies. "G-Gonna- I'm- g-!"
Hips bursting into frantic motion, the rubber man starts pounding him fast and hard, making his trembling body bounce as each thrust ends when his glans connects with his inner wall. He bites at the flesh in his mouth, aware he's applying force sufficient to leave tooth marks ringing the outer edge of Zoro's areola.
"UHN-UHN-UHN-UHN-UHN-UHN! CUMMING! LU-LUFFY, I'M C-!" Breaking off, shuddering uncontrollably and scratching parallel furrows down his upper back, Zoro arches as cum spills from his tip in powerful pulses to drench their abdomens and run down his sides. "OH FUCK- UHN! UHHHNNN! SEN-SENCHO!" Sphincter squeezing tight again and again and again.
With a sudden twist of his hips and shoulders, Luffy rolls their bodies to bring his first mate on top of him. Slamming his pelvis upwards to repeatedly bury himself full-length, biting and slurping and suckling at the pectoral hanging above him for a few moments longer before switching sides to address the other tit in the same manner.
Crying out, Zoro braces himself with his palms planted to either side of the captain's head, forearms held stiff to support his weight. On his hands and knees, he rides Luffy's shaft with churning hips. Taking him deep, surrounding his jutting erection with quaking wet flesh, then lifting off him until nothing but his glans remains inside- only to swìng his rear back down with a force fueled by desperation. Moaning Luffy's name over and over as his cock continues to spurt, sending wet ropes of cum falling onto the younger pirate's stomach.
The convulsions of his lover's slick passage- squeezing his shaft mercilessly while he plunges back and forth inside him- finally prove too much and Luffy snaps his hips against Zoro's bottom with a garbled shout around the tit crushed to his mouth. Abdominal muscles and inner thighs spasming as his dick twitches, firing thick streams of semen until his thrusts begin to produce that delightfully dirty "schlick-schlick-schlick" noise and other squelching sounds as he fucks his swordsman's fluid-filled tunnel. Each stroke displacing the accumulating load, making it slop out through Zoro's well-stretched rim to join the already sizable mess on his groin and lower belly.
"Mmmn, oh- oh, fuck, yeah," his swordsman moans, struggling into an upright position to get a better view. Hands on his chest to steady himself as he gazes down, single eye half-lidded with pleasure and flickering between Luffy's face and the cum splattered across his lower half, hips rising and falling. Ass colliding with his groin to produce the loud slapping sounds of wet flesh on wet flesh. "G-Give it- uhn-uhn-uhn- give it to me- Sencho! Gimme- your cum 'n- fill me up! F-Fuck me!"
Luffy's more than happy to comply, grasping him by the hips and rutting wildly into his ass until he's eventually forced to halt, buried to the hilt and straining to press deeper, his dick throbbing and tingling and too sensitive to keep moving.
Panting, Zoro sits astride him caressing his torso, fingers exploring the rough starburst emblazoned between his pectorals, brushing lightly over his nipples and slipping slowly through the ejaculate glazing his belly. Doodling aimless irregular patterns in the milky, sticky moisture.
Beside the bed, the light creeping past the porthole curtain is beginning to brighten as the sun breaches the watery horizon.
Luffy lackadaisically inspects the nail marks he's left in his lover's flanks, nerves humming with satisfaction while his body gradually relaxes into the damp, tangled sheets as his pounding heart calms and his breathing returns to normal.
"Hell of a way to wake up in the morning…" Zoro sighs, sounding equally sated. His lips curl into a lazy smile. "Y'know, Sencho… I think I could get used to this."
The captain grins up at him. "Kinda reminds me of the first time I fucked Zoro. He was on top- riding my dick- that time too, remember?"
"Mmhmm…" His first mate gives a little wiggle, tensing around him, and laughs when the movement against his deflating erection makes him inhale sharply. "I do." He takes one of Luffy's hands, withdrawing it from his hip and, twining their fingers together, brings it to his lips to kiss the younger pirate's knuckles. "Oi, Luff- how 'bout we stay in bed today? Just the two of us."
Luffy's opening his mouth to agree- only to be interrupted by his stomach, which so growls loudly and insistently, it rumbles straight through his midsection into his partner's bottom and inner thighs, making the other man start and making them both bark surprised laughter.
"Bet we scare up some room service, since we're such big-shot celebrities around here," Zoro assures him. "Thousand-to-one, Barto brings the tray himself." His mouth twitches. "Oi, Captain… spend the day in bed with me, let those guys bring us breakfast… 'n maybe I'll let you do some fucked up shit with food again. See how many grapes you can stuff in my ass or whatever."
"Zoro…" His stomach gurgles again, but this time neither of them laugh. In fact, neither of them notice; they're too preoccupied with staring into each other's faces. And if Luffy hadn't just cum so hard and so much already that he genuinely needs more time to recover, he's pretty sure his dick would be leaping upright, stiff as steel and dripping pre-cum.
He feels his stunned expression slowly shifting into a grin, and in the next moment, he's flinging rubbery arms in several loops around Zoro's arms and torso to drag him down for very passionate, VERY enthusiastic kisses. Promising that he won't budge from this spot, no matter how much his tummy rumbles, no matter what, not even if he needs to take a leak-! Because with an offer like that- with an offer that involves him getting to stuff GRAPES in Zoro's ASS, and not just ONE OR TWO grapes but AS MANY GRAPES AS HE CAN FIT-!
How could he POSSIBLY say no?