Warning: This chapter contains explicit lemon content. If you're not comfortable with that, please skip to the next chapter.
You've been warned, so I am not responsible for what you read.
For those who stay, enjoy!
PS: Don't forget that English is not my mother tongue, so there may be mistakes.
PS 2: This is the first Lemon scene I've written, so I hope you like it.
Zoro rolls him over to position himself above him, looking at him with a gaze full of desire. His large hands caress that slim yet toned chest, hidden under a shirt that he is eager to rip off, but he won't rush; he'll take his time to explore this powerful and supple body.
His mouth moves away from those divine lips to pass over the slightly stubbled jaw, along his soft neck, before moving up to his ear, where he can hear a barely contained moan from his blond.
"I'm going to fill you, make you moan and scream my name. I'm going to mark you as mine, and no one will be able to touch you except me." He growls in a voice so husky it makes the blond shiver with desire and moan at this primal possessiveness.
Zoro continues kissing and licking his neck before slowly descending along his chest, following his hands that undo the buttons one by one. He can feel the skin under his fingers tremble with each little caress, whether with his fingers or his mouth. Each small shiver and sigh is an invitation to continue, each little gasp urging him to go further, each tug of the fingers in his hair a sign to mark him.
The shirt is pushed aside to reveal the pale chest under his lustful gaze, making the heated blond shiver once again. His fingers trail in a gentle caress along the torso, stopping at the belt. His eyes fixate on the barely concealed bulge in the black pants.
Sanji watches his companion devour him with his eyes. No one has ever looked at him like that, with so much power, possessiveness, and desire. His body contracts uncontrollably under the burning gaze.
"Marimo~" The emerald eye swells even more with desire at the sound of his pleading voice. A powerful shiver runs through his body down to his groin, which swells even more and starts to really want to be freed. "Please~" He shamelessly begs.
Zoro flashes a lewd smile and leans down to capture the reddened lips while slowly caressing the hips and V-line, without going lower to make the blond languish, making him moan and beg.
"What do you want me to do, Cook?" He asks in a voice thick with desire.
Sanji pants at the sound of his voice. Never, ever, has anyone spoken to him like this, and he realizes that Zoro's voice has far too much of an effect on him. He places his hands over his mouth to prevent another moan from escaping under the effect of an electrifying caress, but they are gently pushed aside before being pinned by rough fingers above his head.
The new position of submission clouds Sanji's mind, and he feels his body completely surrender to the man above him.
"Don't hide your voice, I want all of you, down to the smallest sigh." Sanji tries to bite his lips, but the sensation of a mouth on one of his nipples tears a plaintive cry full of pleasure from him. His body is on the verge of exploding; at this rate, he won't be able to stay sane for long. "Hmm, go on, don't hold back. Let yourself go, I'll take care of everything. My heart~"
The sweet and affectionate words are too much for the poor blond, who sees his world go white as his entire body arches violently, and he climaxes painfully in his far-too-tight pants.
His erratic breathing gradually calms as he regains his grip on reality. Soft, tender lips press gently against his, drawing his attention to Zoro, who smiles proudly.
"If I can make you cum with just a few words, what will it be like when I'm inside you?" Sanji blushes furiously, but his body warms up again, craving attention.
"And if we go find out? Damn swordsman?" He says, trying to be playful, but to the dominant, it's a direct request from his lover to go further.
"I'm going to take you to paradise." A small mischievous smile appears on the Cook's lips.
"This might be our only chance to reach paradise together."
"Then let's take our time getting there and give them a little wave." The green-haired man replies before kissing the man he has long dared not admit he loves. He releases the blond's hands to better explore the body completely offered to him.
The caresses resume their slow, sensual dance. He caresses the chest, abs, back, neck, and hips before resting on the belt buckle that confines the object of his desires, but most importantly, the promise of making the cook moan even more under his care.
With agonizing slowness for the blond, Zoro unbuckles the belt, sliding it notch by notch, increasing the tension between them. The swordsman loves every little shiver he gives his lover, but he wants to start hearing him scream in pleasure.
He kisses his lower abdomen, leaving a mark, before grabbing the zipper with his teeth and slowly pulling it down. Sapphire eyes look at him with such desire that he struggles to hold back from going faster.
"Faster... please... it... it hurts..." Sanji moans, shedding new tears, not of sadness or despair, but of desire and impatience.
"Patience, my heart, you'll have everything you wish for soon." He whispers, eliciting another moan from the blond at the touch of his hot breath so close to his sex. With slow, controlled movements, Zoro opens the pants to reveal a midnight blue boxer stretched to its limit, straining to contain its owner's scorching sex.
The sight makes the swordsman shiver, and he places his fingers on the damp, clear spot he caused earlier.
"You're beautiful." He grabs the pants along with the cage of blue fabric and pulls them down to finally see what they've both wanted for so long.
The reddened penis springs up before the emerald eye, drawing a deep moan of pleasure from the blond, who no longer suffers from the intense pressure in which he was confined.
"Haaa! Damn! Ahaaa!~" Sanji clamps both hands over his mouth, trying to stifle any further moans as he turns completely red. He feels like his heart is beating directly in his throat, and he wonders if he'll ever breathe normally again.
Zoro takes the opportunity to toss the pants and boxers to the floor along with the socks, leaving Cook completely naked before him. He positions himself between his legs, spreading them with gentle caresses while running his tongue over his lips, savoring the particularly delicious sight he intends to fully devour.
"Let your moans out, it's the best reward you can give me." He whispers, leaning over the blond's flushed, tear-streaked face while tenderly caressing his cheek. With a bit of apprehension, Sanji removes his delicate hands to impatiently kiss the lips above him, wrapping his arms around Zoro's neck.
Zoro growls in pleasure before the blond pulls back, looking him straight in the eye.
"It's not fair... I'm naked and vulnerable in front of you, while you..." The swordsman smiles before kissing him tenderly.
"In that case, we'll have to fix that." He murmurs. He grabs Sanji's hands from around his neck and slips them inside his kimono, making it clear what he wants.
Blushing again, the prince's movements are a bit uncertain as he timidly caresses the tanned skin before him. Sensing his lover's slight apprehension, Zoro places his large hands over his companion's.
"Every one of your touches is as perfect as you are. Don't be afraid to touch me because I'll never push you away. Explore and discover my body as much as you want. You have every right to, and it's what I want." He says softly before releasing the delicate hands he wishes he could keep in his own, ensuring they will always be together.
Sanji tries to calm his breathing and the violent pounding of his heart in his chest, resuming his exploration of the body of the man he desires so much, a man he could only observe from afar until now. His slender fingers run over the small scars scattered across Zoro's skin. A particularly strong shiver courses through the tanned skin when he touches the large scar that runs across his chest, the one that nearly killed him.
At this tremble, a powerful wave of heat washes over the cook, who now wants to elicit more uncontrollable shivers. He begins to understand why the swordsman enjoys provoking such reactions in him. Curious, he traces his fingers over the sensitive area and is rewarded again with a shiver and a barely suppressed moan.
Sanji feels his pupils dilate as he watches Zoro's face. The sight makes him tremble. The green-haired man's eyes are closed, his brows furrowed, his breathing rapid, and his bitten lip shows he's trying to hold back. The prince feels his body burn with the desire to rip off the clothes in front of him and let this man claim him, to stop holding back and being so gentle and kind.
With a simple, fascinated gesture, he removes the black kimono from the muscular shoulders. The fabric slides down the scar-free back with a soft rustle.
Surprised by the quick movement, Zoro opens his eyes and clenches his fists even tighter at the sight of the sapphire eyes overflowing with burning desire. He restrains himself from pouncing on the blond, wanting to make him scream in pleasure and feel him contract around his cock, demanding more. Sweat beads on his forehead as he uses all his self-control not to do so. He closes his eyes to try and calm himself, but the sensation of slender fingers on his red belt draws a moan from him that he can't stop in time. His eyes open to see the blond kneeling before him, pulling on the long fabric with a defiant smile.
"Scared, Marimo?" Sanji asks, tossing the red belt to the floor and opening the rest of the kimono to fully reveal the deliciously toned and muscular torso, promising a wild and bestial night.
"What makes you say that?" Zoro replies in a trembling breath, never taking his eyes off the object of all his desires who is already working on his black pants.
Sanji's smile widens as he brings his face close to Zoro's, slowly lowering the zipper.
"You closed your eyes. Are you afraid of falling in love?" He whispers against the lips he wants to capture while his hand slips into the boxer, brushing against the imposing, desire-hardened length.
Zoro growls at the sensation and looks the blond in the eyes, the fire burning in his emerald irises.
"Why would I be afraid, when I already am?" Sanji seems a bit surprised before half-closing his eyes and kissing the lips before him tenderly, expressing a multitude of feelings he's been holding back and hiding for too long. His hands tenderly caress the throbbing length beneath his fingers before pulling away from the man he loves even more.
"Then show me how much you love me. Make my body yours." Their lips meet again, and the blond finds himself lying on his back once more, legs spread to give his lover all the space he needs to do as he pleases.
With the blond's help, Zoro discards the last of his clothes, which fall to the floor with a dull thud, completely ignored by the couple now rubbing their sexes against each other.
"Ahaaa! Damn! Marimooo! It... It's so good! Ahaaa!" Sanji grabs the pillow above his head and clings to it with all his strength as the swordsman's large hands hold their cocks together, thrusting powerfully in a way that promises to feel even better once he's inside him.
The sensation heats them beyond tolerable limits, sending spasms through their bodies that excite each other even more. Both men end up ejaculating powerfully between their chests.
"Ahaaa!"
"Hmmm!" Their erratic breathing doesn't slow down for a moment as Zoro resumes moving, spreading their cum over their sexes and his hand.
"Do you have any lube? Or do we make do with what we have?" The swordsman asks, spreading the opaline yet powerful legs even further, giving him a clear view of the blond's desire-pulsing entrance.
"Th-The top drawer." The cook manages to say, breathless, as electric arcs run through his legs and back at the touch of Zoro's burning hands on his inner thighs.
Zoro quickly finds the tube and smiles at the label.
"Cherry? I understand now why you love this fruit so much." He says mischievously, opening the tube and squeezing some into his hand. Soon, the fruity scent fills the room, and Sanji moans even more. If only Zoro knew what was in the drawer below and who the blond thought of when he used them.
"Sh-Shut up. Soon you won't be able to get enough of it." The swordsman chuckles, spreading more of the scented gel on his fingers before leaning over the cook and placing a finger at his entrance.
"Are you ready?" He asks softly, kissing the corner of the blond's bitten lips. At the cold touch in such an intimate part of his body, Sanji flinches a little before blushing and taking a deep breath.
"Go on, what are you waiting for?" The swordsman gazes into sapphire eyes filled with desire but also a bit of apprehension.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine. I promise." The cook nods before kissing him, wrapping his arms around his neck.
Gently, Zoro circles the entrance with his finger, making small motions to help the muscles get used to his presence and spreading the gel before pushing the first phalanx into the tight ring of muscle. A small whimper escapes the blond, quickly swallowed by Zoro.
He moves in and out without going deeper or faster. When the cook's tense breathing becomes regular again, he pushes his finger in to the second phalanx, then all the way. The smooth muscles surrounding the finger contract before relaxing again. Zoro continues his slow, gentle treatment before adding a second finger.
The muscles tightened again, forcing Zoro to remain still for a few seconds before he could move again once they had relaxed. He moved his fingers in and out at different speeds, spreading them more and more to stretch him to the maximum. Sanji's breathing was ragged, and he moaned increasingly, clinging to the swordsman as he felt his fingers being joined by a third, stretching his ass to the extreme. And in one quick movement, the fingers touched a spot that made him jerk and cry out in surprise. His body was completely electrified, and new tears streamed from his eyes.
Initially surprised, Zoro displayed a wide smile and pushed his fingers in as far as possible to touch that little spot, making the cook moan and squirm to escape the delicious sensation.
"Ahaaa! Damn! Haaa~" The blond moaned when Zoro gave a small nudge to that bundle of nerves.
"I found your prostate, Cook. And I intend to hit it with full force." Sanji moaned again and again, clutching the green-haired man's shoulders to try not to lose his mind. His lower abdomen contracted more and more, and the pressure became unbearable.
"I... I... I'm going to..." Feeling the muscles around his fingers tighten, the swordsman pulled them out just before the blond's release. "Huh? Why did you stop?" The cook whimpered, breathing quickly in front of the emerald eye looking at him with amusement but also tenderness. Zoro kissed him gently, grabbing his buttocks.
"I want to see you come when I'm inside you." The prince blushed before letting out a small cry at the sudden movement. Zoro had lifted him to rest on his hips as the swordsman lay down on the bed.
A bit surprised, the blond blushed even more, feeling the imposing member against his buttocks.
"Wh-What are you doing?" The swordsman smiled, placing his hands on the pale hips to stabilize him above.
"I don't want to hurt you, my heart. So I'll let you do the rest at your own pace. Take your time, don't rush." He said, caressing the opaline skin in a soothing gesture. Sanji felt like he was going to explode, blushing and being touched by the swordsman's consideration and patience. He took a deep breath to try to calm down and chase away the small hesitation starting to rise.
Carefully, he lifted his buttocks a bit and grabbed the red, throbbing member. He hadn't noticed its size when he touched it earlier. Is this thing really going to fit inside him? He himself had a respectable size, but this one was clearly thicker and longer. His teeth bit into his lower lip as he moved his hand back and forth to further arouse the swordsman, who let out a trembling breath while kneading the muscles of his hips.
Gathering his courage, he grabbed the tube of lubricant still on the bed and put a generous amount in his hand before closing it and throwing it aside.
"Stay still, you damn swordsman." His voice tried to sound threatening, but all he got was an amused smile and a nod.
His slender, pale fingers touched the throbbing member, spreading the fruity gel, causing the man beneath him to startle, letting out a moan of pleasure as he dropped his head back onto the bed.
"Damn it! Cook!" Sapphire eyes swelled with desire seeing his partner so vulnerable before him, even more knowing that he had caused it just by touching his fingertips. Feeling his body heating up and impatient, he spread the gel over the entire length before positioning the head at his entrance.
He gazes at the emerald eye swollen to the extreme before leaning in and finally introducing this part of his lover into him. Stopping abruptly at the sensation that stretches his ass to the extreme, he understands why this idiot prepared him so long. But the feeling of being filled completely banishes this slight discomfort.
Slowly, he continues to impale himself while the large bronzed hands hold him back so he doesn't take it all at once. He breathes deeply with each centimeter that penetrates him, until he shudders feeling the touch of his nerves. With an uncontrollable jump, he expels the cock that filled him so delightfully.
He already shivers with impatience as Zoro starts to move inside him. Will he go completely mad? Wanting to find out, he adjusts his position, impaling himself more comfortably until he reaches the prostate, trying not to skip this time, to go all the way, except he can't manage it. Every time he tries to go further, his body reacts unexpectedly. He notices that he hasn't taken all of Zoro's cock inside him yet. How imposing is it, damn!
Zoro clenches his teeth like never before, because the blond is so focused that he hasn't noticed he involuntarily started moving back and forth, stimulating him more than intended. All he wants now is to grab the hips above him and plunge into that divine ass in one go.
Sanji is seriously frustrated at not being able to go further, and tears escape from his eyes. He's really too sensitive tonight; the slightest thing can anger or frustrate him. But his attention is drawn to a hand that gently touches his cheek.
"Are you okay? Why are you crying?" Zoro asks breathlessly, gritting his teeth as he feels his muscles tighten around him. With a slightly annoyed gesture towards himself, the blond wipes away his tears with the back of his hand.
"I can't go all the way. My... My body can't take it further." Sanji moans, sinking down as much as he can but still pulling away.
Realizing his blond is a bit upset, Zoro flips him onto the bed and kisses him passionately.
"You did great. Let me take it from here, my love." Sanji wrapping his legs around his hips, and his hands lost in the short strands.
"Take me to paradise."
"I intend to." With the first thrust of his hips, he plunges into the depths of the chef, who screams with uncontrollable pleasure. Barely allowing him a moment to catch his breath, a second, then a third thrust leaves him breathless.
Zoro watches as his partner screams with pleasure at every thrust, sinking deeper and deeper into him. Until he grabs his hips, almost withdraws his sex, and thrusts it back inside with all his might until it hits home with a loud smack. His hands keep the blond in place as he moves frenetically, moaning and crying out as his cum splashes across his chest.
This sight might have overwhelmed the swordsman, but he has other plans. Without giving Sanji a chance to catch his breath, he resumes his movements, coaxing even more cum from the overstimulated blond, who completely loses himself amidst the flood of sensations and information flooding his brain. He thinks of nothing else but one thing. Zoro, Zoro, Zoro, ZORO!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Z-Zoro! More! More! Ah!" Hearing his name escape from the mouth of the man he loves, the swordsman can no longer keep his composure. He accelerates, becoming erratic before pouring deep into the depths of the blond who lets out a loud moan at the sensation of warmth engulfing him.
Both men breathe heavily, trying to regain their footing in reality. Sanji experiences uncontrollable spasms as he feels the sex inside him not shrinking for a moment and harder than ever.
"Ma-Marimo?" The swordsman slowly opens his eyes, moaning as he sees his rival panting and begging him to continue. Without a word, he resumes his hip movements, plunging the chef back into the mists of pleasure. He's barely aware of being turned onto all fours and impaled in one swift motion.
His arms lose all strength and he buries his head in the pillow as the sensation carries him to another universe. They soon climax together, again and again, constantly changing positions to reach indecent heights of pleasure. He completely loses track of time until the sun's rays pierce through the curtains.
With a final moan, Zoro fills to the brim the completely reddened ass from the treatment he has subjected it to all night. He withdraws his sex from the furnace to see his cum dripping down the blond's thigh.
A purring sound escapes his throat at this sight, while the blond collapses head-first into the bed. His pale body is covered in numerous marks and love bites, clearly showing to the world that the chef belongs to him.
He himself hasn't escaped this treatment, especially the large wing-shaped scratches on his back, which had been pristine. But he wanted these marks, to tell the world that he already has an angel in his life and he has no intention of letting him go.