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Long golden threads adorned the blonde's head creating the perfect painting, his eyes were still closed and dirty with dried tears while long eyelashes tickled his rosy cheeks. A hand reached out towards his face, touching it delicately, a hand that, however rough it was, sought the soft face of his companion.
"Zoro," a whisper escaped his lips, he was always the first to wake up so it was definitely not normal that someone was touching his face.
That man grabbed his body and hold it between his arms, making him wake up, "Zoro? What happened?" He tried to free himself but the grip was too strong, "cook, don't go."
Don't go? Where? What was he talking about? And why was he holding him?
He let go, freeing him from his muscles. Zoro was looking at him with shining eyes and closed lips. He wasn't crying but looked like he wanted to do it.
Sanji caressed his face, going so far as to mess up his hair, "why are u acting so cute? Are you hungry?"
He snorted, hugging him again, but this time he was the one who slipped into the other's arms, tickling him.
"Zoro, stop, I have to prepare breakfast." He laughed, trying to escape from him.
He shouldn't have stopped him from going, whatever choice the blonde had made he would have supported it without interfering.
"So? Should we buy a new bed? Even our neighbours heard the screams."
Nami grinned looking at Sanji, busy preparing breakfast for everyone.
He was still in his pajamas because he was late, but he didn't want the others to be late too.
He was wearing blue shorts that showed his thin, pale legs, covered in bites and purple marks. Nami looked him up and down, taking in every detail: his blond hair was messed up, his lips were swollen, and his neck was covered in various marks.
Zoro had truly used Sanji as a canvas to best express his creativity.
"Sanji kun, the shirt you're wearing-" he stopped her before she could speak, "yes, it's Zoro's shirt."
The green one appeared out of nowhere already dressed and ready to go to school, he approached the blond to leave a kiss on his cheek, "AH! ZORO, YOU SCARED ME!"
He pulled away, touching his face where he had been kissed, his body was still sore and it didn't take much for the pain to reappear.
"They got busy last night, hihi." Nami and Usopp laughed among themselves, trying not to be heard by the couple.
"You need to stop coming closer all of a sudden!" He pointed a spoon at him, the green remained impassive and approached his face to give him yet another kiss on the cheek.
"I'm serious YOU STUPID MARIMO, YOU CAN'T DO WHAT YOU WANT IN FRONT OF OTHERS!" He screamed as a blush continued to form on his cheeks.
Robin chuckled, taking a seat around the table, "everyone knows it by now, there's no way to hide that you're together."
"We're not together! He's just a perverted idiot!" Sanji continued to cancel all his companions' sentences, even if his body reacted in a totally different way.
Zoro remained hugged to him the whole time, when he went back to cooking and also when he served the dishes at the table.
But he was so used to the other's warmth that he hadn't rejected it at all.
Only when the other pulled away, he realize there was something missing.
"Zoro", he called him back, the other observed him for a few seconds without changing his expression, "come here."
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The moment he had waited for most that day had arrived: his first date.
A date with a handsome boy named Ace. He couldn't put into words how happy he was, he just flew like a tornado towards the meeting place.
The boy in question was already there, he had his gaze fixed on his cell phone, his hair was tied in a small ponytail; he was wearing a black sweatshirt with red flames and jeans ripped at the knees.
Sanji immediately ran towards him with shining diamonds for eyes.
"My sweet soulmate, what a joy to see you~ forgive me for keeping you waiting." Sanji bent down to kiss his hand, the brunette smiled at him, helping him get up.
"Actually you came just in time, I'm the one who came too early."
Sanji took a few seconds to admire the sweet face of the boy in front of him, the freckles were perfect on his face, they only made him cuter than he already was.
At that point he remembered Zoro's face, he was totally different. His skin was much darker, he was much more muscular, and his face was anything but sweet.
He blushed, "Zoro is a nice guy too."
A small thought slipped into his mind, how he could think of his friend at a time like this.
He smiled at the brunette and stretched out his hand towards him, as if to ask him to follow him.
The other took the message in a totally different way, grabbed Sanji's hand and took him with him, "wha- where are we going?"
He suddenly stopped, he wasn't used to that sudden touch, people didn't even try to approach him.
The only people who touched him were his friends, now brothers, and Zoro.
Why was Zoro always different from his friends? Why couldn't he identify him with his 'friends'? The answer was simpler than he thought, he wasn't just a friend to him; but he wasn't even a brother, he had already gone beyond what could be defined as simple friendship.
He tried to eliminate every thought that wasn't about Ace and welcomed his hand warmly, letting himself be dragged towards a nearby shop.
"I always thought this sweatshirt looked good on you, every time I pass by here I can't help but imagine it on you." The brunette scratched the back of his neck making him blush, "did you imagine me?"
As soon as he nodded, the blond's eyes became two pink hearts, "aw Ace chan thinks of me as he walks~~ I'll only buy it because you told me to, future husband~~"
He chuckled, "have you made it to the wedding yet?"
"Why not? I'm a perfect pretender!" Ace burst out laughing, "sure sure."
Sanji had never felt so happy to be with someone.
Immediately after buying the pink sweatshirt they headed towards a bar, outside it was full of soft toys, also used for internal decoration. The glass tables with light wooden chairs, it was a very flashy bar for someone like him, "I feel like a princess in here, do you want to be my prince?"
He rested his cheek on his left hand as he held out his right hand to the man sitting in front of him, "it's an honor, madam." He kissed his hand making the blonde's cheeks color, that man was too sweet and perfect.
They barely knew each other, yet that Ace seemed to know him more than Sanji knew himself.
Wasn't everything too perfect?
He erased that useless thought and smiled at the man, he was definitely in love.
He couldn't say how long they were together, but that little moment made him realize something, he wanted to see him again.
"Can I call you?" He looked up at him, his eyes shining with desire to feel him again, "only if I can too."
He smiled at him, wrapping his arms around his neck, "Thank you."
The dark-haired man greeted him before walking towards home, he had been kind enough to even accompany him to the front door.
That man was too perfect, perhaps too much for a simple person like Sanji.
But what if Sanji wasn't just a simple person? Would Ace have been perfect for him?
"Sanji!" Usopp suddenly opened the door, nearly slamming it right in his face. "You idiot!" He kicked his head, his legs were very elastic, "you almost knocked my nose out!"
"Ouch! How painful!" He patted his head, running towards Nami who immediately took care of the lump that was about to form on his head. "Sanji is so mean, he left us alone all afternoon."
He snorted, picking up the pack of cigarettes to light one. "You are old enough to be alone."
He blew out the smoke and sat down on the sofa, he couldn't get angry, he was too happy at that moment.
"Where have you been?" Nami sat down next to him, "did you betray us?"
Usopp sat on the next free side, "don't you love us anymore?"
They started to glue themselves to him, holding his arms, "I went out with someone."
At those words they both walked away at the same time, "he betrayed us!"
Usopp started walking back and forth with his hands in his hair.
"Who is this person?" Nami immediately poked her nose into matters not related to her, "my future husband ~~"
Sanji's eyes became two pink hearts and he began to flutter around the living room like a whirlwind.
"Ah," Usopp smiled, "so you went out with Zoro."
In an instant his head was hit by the second kick, "what Zoro, you moron!"
Nami giggled, "oh no? And why is your face red!"
He sighed in exasperation, ignored the two and went towards his room, "mh, strange that Zoro isn't here."
The thought of green returned to his head, usually when Sanji wasn't there, he would fall asleep on his bed until he returned.
Although Sanji usually never went out without him.
"Where's Zoro?" He started going into all the rooms looking for the green one.
But only when he realized it wasn't there did he start to worry.
"The boss called him at work", Nami answered him from the kitchen, she had taken a peach drink from the fridge and one of the sweets that Sanji had left in case they were hungry during the afternoon.
"He what?" He looked at the time on his phone, "Nami it's nine o'clock, Zoro finishes shift at seven thirty!"
He raised his voice too much, "so what? He must have stopped somewhere with a friend of his."
"Zoro has no friends besides us! Nami, he might be lost, how are we going to find him again?" He grabbed his jacket and ran out of the house, Nami grinned, "everything is going according to plan."
"Of course, you're such a bitch." He shrugged, "we both know that Zoro has a terrible sense of direction, if he is truly lost it will be impossible to find him again."
He immediately denied Usopp's words, "they love each other, they will always find each other again. Sanji just needs a push to understand his feelings."
Not knowing your feelings leads you to do things you probably don't want to do. But one thing was certain at that moment, Sanji had only gone out to recover Zoro and the reason couldn't be just one, it couldn't be something superficial.
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"Zoro! You stupid shitty Marimo where the fuck are you?!" He screamed in the streets around the shop where Zoro worked, but there was no sign of him.
He couldn't even ask in the shop or in the surrounding area, the streets were deserted, the thought that something bad could happen was filling him from the inside.
He dropped to the floor, with his back against the still lit window to show the interior decorations, put a hand in his trousers pocket and took out the pack of cigarettes.
"Stupid Zoro..." he sighed, lighting the piece of tobacco, from which he inhaled the smoke that always managed to calm him.
Where could he have gone? Zoro used to circle the same place for hours before realizing he had taken a wrong turn. So, according to his careful calculations, he would definitely return to the shop.
"Mh, this place seems familiar to me", he finally saw it, the tanned man's green head popped up from the other side of the road.
"Zoro..." he whispered before running towards him, "ZORO!"
He jumped on him, wrapping the arms around his neck, making him fall to the asphalt so hard that he tried to rub his ass in every way possible, even though it was impossible in that position.
"Coo-" when he noticed the person above him, he tried to call him but it was useless, the blond's lips were already on him, moving in rhythm with the salty tears falling down his cheeks. And yes, he had been afraid of losing him; but was this feeling enough to make him realize what he felt?
"You idiot, I thought you were lost forever!" He punched his chest, the cigarette in his mouth was lying on the ground, and smoke continued to pour out of it.
He grabbed his wrists, "cook."
He spoke those words too softly and too delicately. "Why are you crying? I'm not lost."
He looked at him with his usual look that didn't convey any emotion but was exploding inside, the blond's shirt was slightly open on his chest, his hair was messed up due to the rush he had made to look for him and his eyes were still shiny with tears pour.
"You don't like me but you're stupid enough to cry for me."
He smiled and pulled him into his arms, in that instant time stopped.
The tears stopped, the cigarette smoke died away and silence fell.
The only barely audible sound was that of their hearts, they were beating because they were forced by their blood.
They beat faster, faster and faster again. Why? What was all that speed due to?
Zoro's lips were on him, wrapped in his icy pink petals, the desire to insert the tongue inside him exhausted him; but he didn't, he didn't move a muscle.
He fell into the blonde's arms, "Zoro! Zoro answer, what's wrong?!" He shook his body trying to wake him to no avail, "fuck, his forehead is so hot."
"Look at him, it's only your fault that he's like this, you have to take responsibility!" Nami scolded Sanji, forcing him to take care of the greenery, "well said, you know you have to accompany Zoro when he works, you can't leave him alone!"
Usopp entered the conversation, "shut up! Stop blaming me, you could have easily accompanied him! Now get out of here!" Sanji pushed the two out of the room.
"I think I'm going to need earplugs," he walked towards his room, "Nami you went too far this time, we can't force Sanji to return Zoro's feelings."
Robin spoke from the living room, the two approached the eldest, "if we don't do something Ace will take Sanji away from us!"
"What will we do without Sanji's food?" Usopp whimpered, falling to his knees.
"Why don't you try inviting that Ace boy, if he's a good match for Sanji you'll leave them alone, otherwise you'll get in the way."
Nami hated the idea of having to leave her friend, almost brother, in the hands of another man but what Robin had said was so right, he couldn't do otherwise.
"I accept but, if he treat him well you will have to give me 500 euros."
Usopp opened his mouth wide, almost making it hit the floor, "you should bet otherwise!"
"Money is always money, never put feelings in the middle of money." She placed her hands on her hips, Robin acquiescing with a smile.
For the work she did, money wasn't a problem, she would have willingly given it to her even without the bet.
Meanwhile in the other room, locked by the blond, there were Zoro lying on the bed and Sanji sitting next to him.
"Cook", he called him, he wanted to ask how he was, actually, he wanted to ask him how he was after seeing Ace. He wanted to know what he felt and wanted to decide how to behave from that.
But he wasn't made like that, he didn't care, he wanted Sanji all for himself. He still had more points in his favor than the brunette, they slept in the same bed and had done more things together than he had ever done.
Ace stood no chance against him. No, maybe it was Zoro who had no hope. He had never had them, the blond continued to deceive him, he was with him, he cooked for him, he made him more special than he was but for what purpose?
What was the point of this? How much longer did he have to lie and hide his feelings for him? Why did he have to do that? His feelings were his, he was the one feeling something... why did he have to hide it?
Sanji's face popped up before his eyes, he touched his forehead with his hand to feel the temperature, "you're warm."
"Your fault", he sighed, trying to sleep. The blond rested his head on his chest, letting himself be enveloped by his muscles, "Zoro, do you think I'm handsome?"
The topic he had discussed a few hours earlier with Ace resurfaced in his mind.
He thought Zoro was a nice guy but what did Zoro think of him? He didn't know why he was thinking such a thing but at that moment he wanted to hear it from him.
Zoro looked at him without saying a word, simply observed his eyes in silence. "So? Answer me, you bastard!"
He hit him on the shoulder making him complain, "what? Leave me alone."
He turned his face trying to hide the blush, obviously his mind was thinking about how cute he was at that moment, "come on Zoro, answer!"
He grabbed his hand and started playing with it, at that moment he realized what he was doing.
He was treating Zoro like he was his, like he was his boyfriend. Yes, it was a big mistake but the green one liked that mistake.
The most beautiful mistake Sanji could make: delude him.
"You are cute..." he whispered, as if he didn't want to be heard, but Sanji heard every letter he spoke.
He blushed, hiding the face in the tanned man's chest, he didn't expect that answer. He knew he liked him, but he didn't expect Zoro to find him cute.
Those words rang in his ears like a boom, they showed no sign of stopping until Sanji looked up at the man beneath him.
"Cook, move!"He ordered, keeping his gaze fixed on the ceiling, the wall is safer than Sanji's face, staring at it too much risked an erection and at that moment Sanji had his belly resting right there.
But the more you try to avoid it, the more it happens. "Zoro, you-"
"It's your fault, you shitty cook!" He moved him and turned to the side, he didn't want him to see his face or even his problem in the lower parts; the fever didn't help at all.
The blond stared at his back in silence, he never rejected him, yet in that moment Zoro was rejecting Sanji. Maybe it was the fever? The heat? What could it possibly be?
The date with Ace... Zoro was jealous and he couldn't hold back that feeling, but Sanji didn't know that.
He decided to make amends in another way, he didn't want to force the other to talk. It didn't make sense, if Zoro was angry it was his problem and he had to solve it himself. Sanji couldn't help but do something for him, especially with his red face and high fever; he couldn't let it slip away.
"Zoro ~" he chanted, bringing his face closer, he kissed his cheek softly; the contact with the hot skin triggered continuous beatings in both of their bodies.
At that point the tanned man turned towards the other, showing him his vulnerable body due to the fever.
"Your lips are cold." He managed to pronounce those four words before reuniting them with the pink petals of the person he loved so much.
"Hot, Zoro is hot." He moved his hand through the green man's hair, pushing his body as close as possible. He didn't like that heat, in fact it was annoying that he was so hot that he was sweating; but, for some reason he liked him so much that he didn't want to leave him.
He moved away from him a little only to take off the shirt, the green looking up at him, squeezing his waist. His eyes stared at him as if they wanted to speak to him, so many things he wanted to say but he couldn't.
How many feelings he wanted to show him, was it perhaps the fever that made him so sensitive?
There was no way to talk to each other with feelings, with words, with emotions... they could only follow the program that they themselves had created: talk to each other with the flesh.
Sanji moved down towards his belly and began to carefully unbutton his pants, his face was red and he couldn't concentrate, for the first time he was doing everything and he wasn't used to it.
"Cook, take it in your mouth." Zoro stroked the blond's hair and urged him to do something, he was definitely exploding and needed his help.
"Zoro..." he whispered, "tell me I'm cute again." He kissed his lips, waiting for a response that he didn't receive.
He smiled, after all he was expecting it, there was nothing between them and Zoro was not obliged to satisfy his requests. He slowly pulled down his pants, he wasn't wearing boxers but this time Sanji was prepared to not get hit right in the face.
He kissed the tip of the dick making him moan, the fever made him very sensitive. He looked up at him before sliding his tongue down his length with agonizing slowness.
"You're a bastard", he gripped the sheets, regretting not being able to move, he wanted to touch the blond, he wanted to do so many things to him that he couldn't express in words. He grabbed his hair, forcing his head up, "Could you be nicer?"
"Could you suck my cock?" He growled in exasperation, his beloved cook was teasing him for no apparent reason. He was jealous of him dating Ace and nervous that he couldn't touch him but, he was so in love with him.
Sanji looked at him with shining eyes, they seemed to get bigger as he was looking at him. "Come here."
He forced him to get on the top, "Zor- wait, I don't like this position-" a moan of pleasure left his lips, he was tasting his insides. The green man's tongue moved inside his ass as if it were the most delicious dessert in the world.
"Ah- wait- slow", his hands squeezed his buttocks, spreading them, so that his tongue entered perfectly. Sanji's body was on top of him and his mouth was surrounding the green man's cock.
It was almost like a fight, a fight between which of the two felt more pleasure; the winner was pretty obvious.
"I see you don't just use your mouth to talk bullshit."
The sounds emanating from the blond's vocal chords covered the room, probably the people outside were hearing everything.
Sanji's semen was spread everywhere, the sheets were now a pile of sweat, he moved away from the tanned man. "W-we're making too much noise."
His breathing was labored and he could barely form a grammatically correct sentence. "Let them listen, they won't want to miss a show like this."
Zoro licked his upper lip and grabbed the blonde's waist again, making him sit on him, "fuck me good."
He pushed his body making it slide on his member, the ease with which he entered confirmed the pleasure he had felt up to that moment.
His body best expressed what he felt, betraying every word he said or thought.
The green man's throbbing member had entered all the way, barely touching the prostate, "AH-"
He smiled touching his partner's belly, "look ero-cook, I can feel it on your skin."
He couldn't put into words the sensation he was feeling, it was as if Zoro's penis was piercing his stomach. His eyes were covered with tears and his body was hotter than the sick man.
At that point, he started moving faster, "kiss- Zoro, kiss."
He tapped his shoulder to make him understand what he wanted, as much as the other wanted to punish him obviously he ended up satisfying him.
They brought their lips together, the saliva accumulated in the blonde's mouth was passed into Zoro's mouth in the blink of an eye. The dirty sound their bodies made against each other combined with the clicking of their tongues, even their souls rubbed together in search of love.
Even when they pulled away, a thread of saliva remained connecting their mouths, "Zoro, I'm about to cum," he warned him with the little breath left.
"Let me come inside you," he whispered inches from his lips, as if that phrase were sacred. Sanji didn't like it but he always ended up complying, "just this once."
He grinned, increasing his thrusts to reach orgasm faster, "let me hear the sounds of your body."
His vocal cords moaned softly, his hair continually hit his sweaty forehead, his lips opened because he couldn't breathe properly; his body continually slamming into his partner's body, the sounds of love.
A love not known, but which existed and would continue to exist for a long time.
Too bad a sudden phone ringing interrupted the moment, Zoro stopped and looked at the electronic device next to his ear.
It wasn't his, it was Sanji's.
"Don't answer", he continued to move alone on the tanned man's member, he didn't want anyone to interrupt that moment.
"It's your hubby calling, what are you doing? Aren't you answering?" He grinned, handing him the phone.
It was Ace.
He didn't want to answer, it was embarrassing to do so in that situation, "I'll call him later."
"Why? Are you cheating on him?" Even though he was clear that the one more in the relationship was Ace.
Sanji grabbed his face to prevent the other from answering the call. He tried to kiss him but without success, Zoro had already answered the call.
"Sanji? Is that you? How are you? I wanted to hear your voice." The brunette's voice was very sweet and there was only silence around him, so he could perfectly hear the blonde's moans.
He motioned for him to be quiet before pushing his member into him, Sanji immediately covered his mouth, though a small sound leaked out.
"Hey? Are you okay?"
He continued to move inside him, not caring about the brunette's voice, he smiled, "I'm Zoro, who's speaking?"
Sanji stretched out his hand towards the cell phone but was immediately stopped and taken into the green man's mouth, his slender and soft fingers were surrounded by his tongue, covered not only in his saliva but also in the other's.
"Are you a friend of Sanji? Can I talk to him?" He asked a simple question, without changing the tone of the voice and avoiding asking himself questions.
That little bit was enough to make Zoro understand many things, "he has no feelings for the cook."
"He's busy, tell-" before he could finish speaking, Sanji grabbed his cell phone and ended the call.
"Stop talking to another man and keep fucking me."
He smiled, "don't you want to hear your husband's voice?"
He didn't know what to answer, Zoro was strange, the fever had probably made him dizzy or it was simply jealousy. He wanted to be with Ace but at that moment he only wanted him, how should he respond to avoid being too romantic?
"Please, Zoro, help me cum."
He ended up begging him, but that little was enough to make the other understand that he had gone too far.
He moved his hair out of his eyes to get a better look at him, "you're cute, cook."
He kissed his forehead and with that little they both came, completely dirtying the sheets and filling the blond's head with millions of thoughts.
His heart was beating so fast there was no escape, he couldn't look him in the eyes without avoiding the rapid heartbeat.
Zoro was so weird, he treated him badly but then again well, he said bad but also nice things to him, made fun of him and then kissed him. What exactly did he want from him?
Did he want to continue to be deluded?
EXTRA SCENE(Dressrosa inspiration, NO SPOILER)
He continuously stomped his foot on the ground to concentrate, looking at the scene in front of him.
The man he loved so much was talking to Ace, they were both sitting in the schoolyard and they were too close, so close that their hands were touching.
What did he feel? Annoyance, anger, jealousy.
He wanted to ignore them but there was a problem. They were in front of the bathroom, so to reach the source of the salvation he had to walk in front of them.
But he didn't want to deal with them at all, so he had to think of a way to avoid them.
First Plan: Run to the bathroom on the first floor.
It might have been a great idea but he was getting away from it so much that no matter how much he reached for the door he wouldn't be able to hold it.
First plan failed.
Second Plan: pass in front of them and take the cook with you.
He would have managed to avoid Ace and even see and hear them talk but then? What was the point of carrying him around? He certainly couldn't keep his underwear on.
Second plan failed.
Third Plan: Call Usopp and go together.
With Usopp's presence he could pretend to talk to him and avoid any conversation with those two.
He looked around for his friend, "Zoro!" The other was at the school entrance and was walking towards him, accompanied by Nami.
No, they would never have made it in time.
Third Plan failed.
Fourth Plan: it had to work, walk undisturbed and ignore everyone like he had always done.
He walked towards the bathroom, obviously passing the couple, that's when Sanji noticed him, "Zoro kun ~ where are you going alone? You'll get lost ~"
The cook fluttered towards him and grabbed his hand, obviously after greeting the dark-haired man. "Where are you going?"
"Bath." He smiled, accompanying him to his destination.
Yes, it had worked and it had brought Sanji with it too.
Mission accomplished.
