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Of all the stupid things his crew had gotten Zoro into this one had to be the most humiliating. How he ever let Nami convince him to be auctioned off to help pay off some of the interest he owed her he will never know.
What was supposed to be a risk-free heist took a turn for the worst when Sanji was late, as usual. Now instead of robbing the highest bidder, he was being hauled off to their ship for who knows what. If Zoro wasn't bound tight he would hunt down and strangle the asshole.
The tall greasy man who bought him grabbed Zoro's cheeks, "Don't look so downtrodden. When I purchased the infamous Pirate Hunter I expected you to put up more of a fight."
Zoro's strong jaw clamped down on the man's hand and a bust of blood filled his mouth. He held onto the falling hand as the bastard tried to free himself.
"Ungrateful beast, I will have your head for this," the pig shrieked but Zoro only strengthened his bite. The fat pig may have bought him but Zoro would be dammed if he would let someone think they were better than him. He made a vow to be the greatest swordsman and he would not let some pompous ass think he can take that away.
"Why are you just standing there," the man yelled to his crew. "Do something!"
Three men rushed to their captain's aid, using their swords to try and wedge Zoro's mouth open but he would not budge.
"Let go!" The men tried hitting Zoro to stun him but being around Luffy over the years had built his tolerance.
"Move out of the way," a short man wear a lab coat ordered.
Zoro tried to look and see what the man had planned but saw the needle something towards him a second too late. Before he would react the needle's content was emptied into his arm, instantly the entire world around him grew fuzzy. As the world swirled around him he could only fall as the shadows above him closed in.
"Hey swordsman, wake up,” a bored voice ordered. “I didn’t pay 50 million berries to have you sleep the entire night.”
Zoro squinted at the bright light in the room as he slowly came too. His hands were bound above his head with anchor chains rendering him helpless. The man in front of him had his left hand wrapped in a thick bandage soaked with blood on one side. Zoro smiled, he hoped it hurt.
“Someone in your position should not look so smug.”
Zoro tried to yell back but his words were muffled by a cloth gag. Looking down to assess what else had been done to him he finally realized every piece of clothing but his thin white underwear had been removed.
He pulled at the cuffs harder needing his strength to not fail him now, this damn pervert was going to try and fuck him.
“Finally, I was wondering when you were going to put up a fight. I do love to watch people struggle until they realize it is futile.”
Zoro’s arm veins bulged out from the effort he was making to escape. If he could get even a little leverage he would be able to break free and kill this bastard.
The man smiled, lifting one of Zoro’s feet towards his mouth. “Please do keep fighting, it will make your defeat all the sweeter.”
Zoro watched as one of his toes was sucked into the warm waiting mouth. He tried to kick with his other foot to free himself but the captain caught it as well.
“Come on is that the best you got?” He taunted.
Zoro let out a growl and kicked out again, trying to mimic one of Sanji’s famous moves. But, no matter how hard he tried, his body was too sluggish to pack any real punch, still weak from whatever they gave him.
The captain released his toe to move to the other foot. He used his tongue to trace the arch of Zoro’s foot, memorizing each detail of the tender flesh.
Zoro tried to think about something else but the longer he was teased the less resistance he had to the growing feelings. All too soon he could feel blood begin to rush down and fill his cock. He tried to adjust himself to get some privacy from the prying eyes but there was little to be done. His damp white underwear only worked to highlight his growing erection to his captor.
“Oh, would you look at that? The famous pirate hunter likes having his feet played with by a pirate.”
Zoro managed to clip the cocky bastard’s chin with his heel when he went back for more. Blood dripped down the captain’s face but he continued to lick Zoro’s feet. The fight only egging him on.
Zoro thrashed around in his biddings trying to find a way to get free, but the pleasure only grew stronger the longer his sensitive feet were teased. His erection grew painful, his underwear constricting it from growing to its full size. He watched as the thin material revealed to his captor his reluctant arousal at the situation.
“That is it, show me that look of defeat in your eyes,” he said with glee.
Zoro yelled out a few muffled curse words, not ready to give up the fight yet.
“Not done fighting yet? That is ok, you will be soo-” the captain’s cocky speech was cut off by a black dress shoe connecting with his face.
As the captain’s body fell to the ground, the reluctant savior was revealed. Zoro almost wished he hadn’t been rescued.
“Well, that is more than I ever planned on seeing,” Sanji said taking the cigarette out of his mouth.
Rage filled Zoro and he bites down, breaking the gag in his mouth. “None of this would have happened if you had been on time like we planned.”
Sanji rolled his eyes, “No, none of this would have happened if you went to the right auction block.”
“What do you mean right auction block?”
“Shitty Marimo, you were supposed to go to the north side auction block, instead you went to the south one. We each had to go to different ones to try and find you once we realized you probably got lost.”
Zoro looked down, “Well it was a stupid plan anyway. Now, are you going to help me get out of there or just stand there?”
Sanji walked over to stand directly over Zoro, “No, I don’t think I will. You are always getting yourself into these situations because you don’t bother paying attention to your surroundings. What if something had happened to my precious Nami while I was having to look for you?”
“Well, nothing happened so help me get the hell out of here.”
“I don’t know, by the looks of it you had a good time before I got here. Who would have guessed you had a foot kink?”
“You shitty cook, get me out of here so I can kick your ass.”
Sanji crouched down and picked up one of Zoro’s legs by the calf, lifting his foot to his face. “You know, I can’t see what he found so entertaining in your foot, it’s just a foot.”
He pulls it closer to his face, his eyes tracing each detail, “I mean it’s nothing special to have one’s foot touched, So why does it affect you so much?”
Sanji looked down at the mans straining erection, the thin translucent underwear barely containing it. Despite Zoro’s adamant denial, his body did not lie, this swordsman likes having his feet play with. Sanji needed to investigate this more.
“You know you owe me one for saving your life,” Sanji reached down and started to undo his zipper.
“What in the hell do you think you are doing eyebrows!” Zoro yelled, pulling vigorously at his bindings.
“Stop your flailing, it’s not like I am going to fuck you. I just want to see what all this feet talk is about. If it is enough to get someone as uptight as you going I wonder what it will feel like for me.” Sanji puts out the rest of his cigarette and takes pulls his cock free from his pants.
While he usually prides himself to always be ready for sex, it does feel strange to pull out his erection in front of moss head. Sure they both had seen each other naked before, privacy is scarce on a small ship, but never had they both been hard together. Sanji liked it more than he wanted to admit.
“Put that thing away,” Zoro growled.
“You keep your mouth shut muscle head. You owe me this after I spent over an hour of my time hunting you down.” Sanji wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping a few times to make sure it was ready to go. If he was being honest with himself he was nervous, this would change the dynamic of their relationship. But the longer he looked at Zoro in his current state the less he cared.
Zoro shifted his weight taking some pressure off his wrists, “You are an asshole, I never asked for your help so why do I have to pay you back.”
Sanji ignored his friend’s complaints and lifted both of Zoro’s legs into to air, pushing his feet together. Having one of the strongest men he knows helpless under him was intoxicating. He could not wait any longer. He lined up the tip of his cock into the small hole he made with Zoro’s feet and pushed his hips forward.
The sensation was, interesting? He pulled his hips back, holding the feet tight together to squeeze his cock just right. It only took him a few minutes to fall into a rhythm that felt the best. The skin of Zoro’s feet was more calloused than he normally would prefer. But watching his cock disappear in the small hole was burned into his brian.
Sanji looked up and watched Zoro’s face as he thrust into him. Sanji let out a groan at the sight, Zoro’s entire body was flushed, his eyes glazed as he watched Sanji use him. Zoro’s thick cock sat trapped in his underwear, glistening with precum despite it never being touched.
Zoro met his gaze, “Would you hurry up and finish,” he panted.
“Keep your mouth shut if you want me to finish muscle head,” Sanji growled focusing on his strokes. He snapped his hips into Zoro’s feet, his balls hitting against Zoro’s heels with each thrust.
The small tingle in Sanji’s back began to spread and his breath quickened. Fuck, it felt too good. Sanji had always prided himself on making his partners finish first, preferably a few times, but there was no way he would be able to last.
“Oh god,” Sanji panted over and over as the tingle grew into a large overwhelming wave. His thrusts grew sloppy and his chanting stopped as his entire body grew tense. Pulses of pleasure pushed made him tremble as his cum shot out, decorating Zoro’s generous chest.
He went into a haze as the pleasure grew overwhelming. It was like a piece of him finally clicked into place as his mind settled back down from the high. Sex had always been empty, an act that brought him physical satisfaction. But just now, what he did with Zoro made not only his body feel good, but his mind did too.
He let Zoro’s feet slip from his grasp and stared down at his wanting cock. It was not as long as Sanji’s but it was much thicker. The base was surrounded by a small mound of soft green hair that trailed up his stomach to make a happy trail. Sanji had never looked at Zoro like this but after today he will never be able to go back.
Zoro was not delicate, dainty, or feminine in any way, and yet he was beautiful. His strong arms flexed showing each muscle, his abs and chest shined with sweat, and his powerful cock sitting there just begging for attention. Attention Sanji wanted to give.
Without thinking Sanji dropped to his knees, pushing Zoro’s knees apart to give him space to sit in between them.
“Hey, Hey Shitty cook you got your reward now let me go!” Zoro yelled, pushing his knees together to move Sanji away. But Sanji was faster, he used his legs to pin Zoro to the ground, rendering him immobile.
“What in the hell is your problem, I let you get your rocks off now let me go so we can get back to the ship,” Zoro protested, unsure what more Sanji wanted from him. He already let him get off using his feet. Did Sanji want to taunt him more and laugh when he blew up?
“Would you be quiet and let me jerk you off,” Sanji barked, pushing Zoro's chest back down. He grabbed the sides of the swordsman underwear and pulled, ripping the thin material off.
Zoro sat frozen, unsure what he was supposed to do. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. Training to be a swordsman had always been his priority, sex was something quick and boring. Never had he been this excited or wanting before. So when one of Sanji’s precious hands wrapped around the base of his cock he didn’t complain, he closed his eyes and savored the touch.
Sanji’s expert hands dragged up the length of Zoro’s cock, tracing up along the vein that lined his length. Zoro forced himself not to thrust his hips up into Sanji’s teasing hands. Sanji’s hold tightened once they reached the tip of Zoro’s cock. His foreskin once covering sensitive glands retracted, allowing Sanji to twirl his fingers around the tender head.
“That is it Marimo, just relax,” Sanji praised as he lowered his head until his mouth was a breath away from Zoro’s dripping slit.
“Wait Shitty cook, get your mouth away from there,” Zoro’s hips dipped down to try and escape. The hot breath on his cock was the last warning before Sanji’s warm wet mouth encased him.
Zoro’s back arched off the ground and Sanji kept pushing his head down until he could feel Zoro touch the back of his throat. Zoro’s soft pubic hair tickled his nose as he tried to remember to breathe. Lowering his hands he cradled the soft weight of Zoro’s balls in his palm, teasing the tender globes as he slowly moved his head up.
Low breathless groans were torn from Zoro’s throat as he watched Sanji devour him. The sight of him in Sanji’s mouth alone was almost enough to throw him over the edge. Not wanting this moment to end Zoro tried to think about something else, he had to work out in the morning, at least 300 reps if he wanted to be able to beat-
A sharp pinch to one of his nipples forced him back into reality, “What was that for?” He barked.
With a pop, Sanji released him from his mouth leaving Zoro’s cock glistening with his spit. “You were not paying attention, when you are in my mouth I should be the only thing on your mind.”
Zoro rolled his eyes and mumbled a few curse words under his breath. The cocky cook sure was full of himself.
One ridiculously strong hand tightened around his balls and pulled down, “What was that?”
“Fuck!” Zoro’s legs clamped together but it was no use, Sanji’s hold on him was too strong.
“Ok, ok, I won’t think of anything but you,” Zoro relented and mercifully the hold on his balls loosened.
His eyes never left Sanji’s, he could only watch Sanji’s hand encased the head of his cock. Fuck there was no way he was going to last having to watch him. Already the back of his spine began to tingle with each pump of Sanji’s hand.
“That is it Marmio, watch me play with your cock,” Sanji said with a sly grin. He loved watching this big strong man fall apart. Sanji broke eye contact to watch his hand tease Zoro. The sight was addicting, the deep purple head of Zoro’s cock contrasting beautifully with his pale hand. For a split second his gaze fell lower, catching a glimpse of Zoro’s glistening hole.
One glance was all it took for Sanji to want a taste. Without thinking or asking he grabbed Zoro’s beefy thighs and lifted them over his shoulders. Ignoring the cry of protests he used his fingers to spread open the generous globes of Zoro’s ass and stare. His soft pink hole had green hair surrounding its edges. It was twitching, begging for Sanji's touch.
“Put me down asshole! Don’t look at me there you shitty cook, I will kill you for this!” Zoro yelled to deaf ears. Sanji had already made up his mind.
His face pushed forward, using his thumbs to spread Zoro open even more. He was so fucking sexy spread open like this for Sanji’s view. Not wanting to waste any more time Sanji dragged his tongue up over Zoro’s hole, wetting it with his spit.
Sanji tuned out Zoro’s colorful insults and twirled his tongue around the tight hole. Zoro’s salty taste filled his mouth, and he decided to dive deeper. Squeezing his tongue into a point he pushed it into the tight ring of muscle and then let it widen to slowly stretch open the clenched hole.
Zoro’s harsh words soon crumbled into broken moans as the cook continued to stretch him open with his tongue. It felt like the whole world around him was falling apart and all he could do was hold on for the ride.
Low broken moans tore from his throat as Sanji’s hand returned to tease his cock. The combined sensations ripped through him. In seconds the building pleasure released sending him flying. His ass clenched around Sanji’s tongue as his cock shot out pulses of cum.
He tried to move his hips to escape the pleasure but Sanji was ruthless. His hand continued to milk Zoro’s cock as his tongue thrust in and out of his clenching ass. The world grew out of focus. He could not stop the desperate groans that left his throat or the mindless grinding of his hips to ride Sanji’s tongue. He was helpless to the pleasure and they both knew it.
Slowly his body fell from the high leaving him feeling weightless. His chest was covered in so much cum he could not tell whose was whose. He was breathless, the forceful pleasure had taken all the energy from him.
Sanji stood to his full height and gave Zoro a sly smile, “Looks like we will have to work on your stamina.”
Zoro looked up to meet his eyes, “Why would I do that?”
Sanji grabbed his chin, “Because, I can’t fuck someone who tires out so easily.”
Zoro’s arm muscles tensed, finally ripping the metal plate holding his cuffed hands to the wall off. He pointed his finger at Sanji, “You just watch Shitty cook I will become the best at this.”
Sanji laughs to himself as he helped free Zoro from the cuffs. Zoro had always wanted to be the best swordsman.