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"Two hundred... forty-seven..." The swordsman panted, sweat dripping down his brow. "Two hundred... forty-"
He paused for a moment, noticing that he was no longer alone.
"eight..." He had a feeling someone was about to interfere with his workout in one way or another.
An audible hmph prompted him to turn to the entrance of the crow's nest. Luffy's head was peeking in, sending him a look of disapproval.
"Zoroo." He climbed the rest of the ladder, hands crossed as he walked over to the swordsman still on the floor. Zoro was only able to do a few more pushups before Luffy began tapping his foot.
"Didn't Chopper say no working out?" Luffy asked, furrowing his eyebrows to seem angry. A task he failed. (He just looked cute to the swordsman.)
"I'm fine, Luffy." He breathed out, finally getting up from the floor. He headed for the weights on the other side of the room.
He did a few lifts without any word from his captain so it seemed the other had given up (as he had hoped). But surprise, surprise, Luffy didn't like being ignored.
Luffy walked up to him, taking the two weights from the other effortlessly. He dropped them a bit too carelessly somewhere near him, earning him a "hey! careful!" from Zoro.
"No working out. Captain's orders."
Zoro could only let out a huff in defeat. He couldn't exactly deny his captain, especially when he made orders like that. Luffy was indeed serious. It wasn't often that he was (at least towards the crew) so Zoro knew when it was genuine.
Luffy suddenly grabbed the swordsman like a sack of potatoes, leaving the crow's nest without another word.
"H-Hey!" Zoro squirmed in an attempt to get free.
They walked by Robin, who was reading some book out in the shade. She merely eyed them for a moment before returning to her book with a soft smile.
"L-Luffy, cut it out!"
If that damn cook sees him like this he will surely be asking to get sliced to pieces. Lucky for him, they didn't come across any of the others as they made their way to the aquarium bar.
Luffy all but threw him on the (thankfully soft) seating that ran around the room.
"Zoro and I will be relaxing today." Luffy crossed his arms (again). (Another effort to seem authoritative perhaps?) It seemed as if he was about to sit still for more than two seconds, which Zoro wouldn't believe for a second.
The swordsman leaned back, a bit irked that he wouldn't be doing his usual routine for the day. The thought of taking a nap crossed his mind and he decided. He closed his eye, only to feel Luffy shift next to him mere moments later.
Of course he couldn't do it.
Luffy had turned to sit on his knees, now facing the tank behind them.
It had been a while since they had gone fishing, so there wasn't a lot of action going on, save for the handful of exotic creatures swimming about. Definitely not enough to entertain the captain.
"Very relaxing." Zoro mocked.
"This is no fun!" Luffy whined, throwing himself on the couch dramatically like the spoiled child he was.
Zoro merely chuckled at his captain and his need for constant stimulation.
He closed his eye again, hoping the other would get bored and leave him alone. If he wasn't going to be allowed to work out, the least Luffy could do was let him sleep in peace.
Just as he felt himself drifting off, he felt movement next to him.
"Dammit, Luffy, at least-"
His eye flew open as Luffy was suddenly straddling his hips.
"I decided I want Zoro instead!" He declared, clear as day. He wasted no time in leaning down to take the swordsman's lips in his own.
There was no room for protest as Luffy quickly pulled down the others coat, exposing creamy darker skin. Smaller hands explored said skin, outlining that iconic scar going down the others torso, and running over recently wrapped bandages.
The captain pulled away, instead to nip and lick at the swordsman's sensitive earlobe.
"L-Luffy, not h-here. Ahh..."
He unconsciously bucked his hips, groaning as his growing erection brushed over Luffy's own.
"Shit."
It wasn't the first time they had some action on the ship where the others could easily stumble upon them. But that didn't mean it didn't send a sense of urgency up his spine that quite frankly, spurred him on even more.
For Luffy, on the other hand, he seemed comfortable enough with the others to be caught with his cock out and his ass exposed.
In any case, there was no going back now. Not that Zoro wanted it to stop.
Luffy pushed Zoro so that the other was laying on his back. He took his lips once more before kissing down his chest, fumbling to remove the coat entirely.
Zoro couldn't help but yelp as his pants were suddenly being pulled just enough to free his hardened cock.
"S-Someone's impatient."
"I said I want Zoro. Now."
Zoro shivered at that. He pulled up to his elbows just in time to see Luffy take him all the way down his throat.
"Fuck."
Luffy had no gag reflex (plus he was made of rubber) so he knew grinding up into that wet heat would be okay.
Plus, Luffy himself had said that it was something he didn't mind. That look of intense lust also said as much.
But then the captain was holding down his hips, preventing Zoro from thrusting at the pace he wanted.
"Ngh... shit, captain..." Please let me fuck your throat.
Luffy picked up the pace, much to Zoro's relief, the others head bobbing up and down rapidly.
"Luffy, I'm-" Close!
The sudden squelching sound caught the swordsman's ear. Surely enough, Luffy was now pumping his own cock harshly, just out of sight. His moans added further stimulation to the cock in his mouth.
Meeting Luffy's gaze was enough to push him to the edge. With one last attempt to force his cock further into Luffy's mouth, Zoro came with a shout.
Luffy swallowed the bitter substance, groaning as he released in his own hand after just a few more strokes.
All too soon, Luffy was getting up from between Zoro's legs.
The swordsman was surprised out of his post-climax bliss as his pants were being completely removed along with his boots, leaving him completely naked...
"H-Hey! What are y-"
...and he was being flipped over, settled to be on his hands and knees.
"I'm not done with Zoro yet." Luffy stated.
It wasn't a request.
The straw hat captain still wanted more and that's exactly what he was going to get.
Zoro blushed at the others words, as much as the position he was now in. So embarrassing...
He felt Luffy press up against him, exposed cock grinding between his ass cheeks. The fire in his gut was lit again, his cock slowly filling out.
Zoro heard the click of a bottle and not surprisingly, felt a familiar cold wetness press up against his entrance.
Luffy had been expecting this.
Being reunited after two very long years apart, the couple still hadn't had many opportunities to be like this. Mostly because they kept jumping from battle to battle, just as often as they traveled from island to island. That bit was expected too, given their growing notoriety.
Luffy's finger circled around Zoro's awaiting hole, refusing to push through the warm muscles even when Zoro's hips kept pushing back against him.
Much to Zoro's frustration, Luffy could be patient when it came to sex. Mostly when it came to prepping the other anyways. (Zoro knew first-hand how impatient and ruthless Luffy could be. Both in battle and in bed.)
Zoro wanted to move things along, to have him buried deep inside even if it hurt. But Luffy just wouldn't budge.
He had just barely begun to press a finger inside, only to pull it out halfway and repeat the teasing gesture. Zoro was losing it.
All this talk about "wanting him now" had left him expecting something more.
He peeked behind him, ready to give the other a piece of his mind. But he saw Luffy breathing rather heavily and even biting his lower lip in an uncharacteristic manner. He seemed to be... restraining himself, Zoro realized. Why would he...
Laughter quickly bubbled up within him, shaking his core.
It obviously surprised Luffy, as he suddenly paused his ministrations.
"Z-Zoro?" He asked, confused.
"I love you captain, but..."
In an instant, Zoro pulled away from Luffy's touch to push him against the couch and then drop onto his lap.
"...you said now ." He pulled Luffy into a heated kiss, with more tongue than anything. His other hand reached down to take Luffy's hand, guiding it to his lower back. "Please?" Zoro moaned against wet lips.
"Oh..." Luffy almost whimpered.
Not so soon enough, one, two, and finally three fingers were pumping in and out of Zoro's clenching hole. They occasionally brushed against the swordsman's pleasure spot deep within, causing his cock to leak between them.
"Ahh..."
Zoro clawed at Luffy's shoulder, leaning down to nip and lick at Luffy's neck.
But even with his partners approval, Luffy still wouldn't switch his fingers for something more. Something much, much more.
Zoro whined in frustration, turning to face Luffy. Just as his eyes met black orbs, he began bouncing on rubber fingers in earnest.
If Luffy wasn't going to fuck him senseless because he didn't want to hurt him so be it. He'll be damned if he doesn't even try to get him to do exactly that.
His moans rose in frequency and volume, something he knew was a huge turn-on for his captain.
Without breaking eye contact, he reached down between them, slowly stroking his own cock.
Given their positions, Luffy's cock was also right there. But Zoro ignored it completely, his fingers only "accidentally" brushing against it.
"Hng..." Now it was Luffy's turn to whine.
"Zoro... touch me too..." He requested.
"N-No." Zoro stuttered, much to his indignation.
Luffy replied with a frown, purposefully pressing his fingers to Zoro's prostate. Over and over and over again.
Zoro let go of his cock, hand reaching to Luffy's other shoulder to balance himself.
"L-Luffy w-wait!"
Untouched, Zoro came for a second time, head flying back abruptly, back arching.
He slumped in Luffy's hold, catching his breath.
"Zoro's mean."
"Huh..." Zoro could only reply, mind fuzzy.
Next thing he knew, his back was to Luffy's chest, and a cock was pushing into his fluttering hole.
"Lu-!"
His legs were held up in the air as Luffy did with him as he wanted, thrusting relentlessly.
This was payback, Zoro knew. And despite being overstimulated in an almost painful way, it felt that much better.
It wasn't long before the swordsman was seeing white, barely registering the hand on his chest, tugging and pinching frantically, or the mouth biting into his neck.
He regained a bit more of his senses as he felt the grip on his leg tighten and cum was filling him up to the brim.
Zoro groggily smiled to himself, feeling his wounds reopen for the umpteenth time.
Chopper will not be happy about this.