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One moment he's partying with Luffy and the minks, drinking to his heart's content from a tankard of sake that never seems to run empty and embracing the apparent clinginess of their new furry companions as his inhibitions loosen. The next he's whisked much deeper in the wooded forest, surrounded by nothing but thick trees and vines as he leans back against a familiar warm chest.
Tattooed arms tighten around his waist as Law behind him nuzzles into his neck and breathes in, slow and deep. While he's well aware of the nature of Law's abilities now, a little bit of a warning would be nice as his alcohol-fogged head spins from the abrupt change in location. Not that Zoro can find much to complain about when Law at least had the courtesy to shambles his nearly full tankard of sake with him.
Relaxing into Law's solid hold, Zoro resumes nursing his drink with smaller sips now that he's no longer guaranteed a refill for who knows how long, and idly focuses on the deep, heavy huffs being sighed over his skin.
"Zoro-ya..." is spoken soft and shaky before insistent teeth rest on the back of Zoro's neck, not quite sinking in, and trembling with the effort of holding back.
It's not as if Zoro doesn't trust him, but he still utters a firm, "Torao," to serve as a warning and a reminder of agreed upon boundaries between the two of them.
Those careful teeth drag across his sensitive skin as they close in a brief tease of what they can't have while Law holds Zoro tighter, pulling Zoro back on his evidently hard cock. His moan is muffled in Zoro's skin but the request is heard loud and clear.
Knocking back the rest of his drink, Zoro then slams his empty tankard onto the dirt beside them and wrangles his way out of Law's desperate grasp. The pitiful while Law breathes as he does so only spurs him on, so he's turning and grabbing Law by the front of his loose shirt and shoving him down onto the ground. He goes so easy too, helpless to his body's needs with a potential mate climbing to sit on his lap. Zoro leans most of his weight against Law's heaving chest then, palms flat over Law's racing heart.
"So, it finally got to you, huh?" Zoro licks the remaining taste of sake from his curled lips and his stomach fills with arousal as Law studies the drawn-out motion, helplessly bucking into the air where Zoro sits just above his aching cock. "I've been smelling you for a week, why were you holding back?"
The deep flush on Law's pouty face goes so well with the way he glances away in a brief show of adorable shyness. "I didn't think it appropriate to bother you when you're not even in heat."
Zoro's fingers twitch in Law's shirt at the admission and his lazy smirk drops into a small frown. It's not as if an omega has to be in heat to take an alpha's knot. He's already uncomfortably wet where he sits on Law's stomach. "Stupid, Torao," he grumbles while grabbing for his swords, tugging them free from his waist and setting them by Law's side.
With Law's hair growing damp from sweat and sticking to his forehead, Zoro slides back, spreading his thighs further across Law's hips and drags the tempting, wet heat of his body down Law's until the hard line of Law's cock rubs into the dip of Zoro's pussy through his pants in a tease of the motions of sex. Law utters a heavy groan, rolling his eyes shut and gripping Zoro's hips tight in tattooed hands as he mindlessly fucks against Zoro's pussy, infuriatingly separated by thick jeans and loose pants.
Even Zoro loses himself for a brief moment in the primal urges of fucking, moving along with Law rocking him back and forth on his lap and breathing soft moans. "I'm not so delicate as to let you go easy on me."
Ignoring the flutter in his chest, Zoro pulls away from Law's solid grip and stands tall on his knees, gazing down at Law through his lowered lashes. He doesn't utter another word. Instead, he allows his actions to do all the talking when he curls his fingers into his pants and tugs them free from beneath his haramaki, pulling them down his thighs just enough to show himself to Law, to show that he's willing to take him whenever Law needs him to. That's what they agreed on when Law helped him through an untimely heat not too long ago so he's only repaying the favor.
"Zoro-ya," Law sucks in a rushed, shuddering gasp, openly gazing at Zoro's naked pussy before scrambling to get his dick out, "Please, Zoro-ya...need it, need you..." he pants, helpless to his desires and sighing when Zoro doesn't hesitate to wrap a confident hand around him.
Despite the annoyance of Law underestimating him, Zoro can't help but huff a quick laugh through his nose. "So cute, Torao," he teases, sitting back on Law's slightly spread legs as he runs his thumb over the wet head of Law's dripping cock, "I didn't expect you to be the needy type."
With a stifled groan, Law mutters, "Shut up..." and urges Zoro to get a move on with a quick buck of his hips, jostling Zoro back on his lap.
Biting his lip, Zoro hums and shuffles his knees in the dirt beneath them, inching his way further up so he can tease the head of Law's drooling cock on his soaking hole. It would be so easy for Law to slip right in, just a small motion to fill Zoro full and the passing thought sends a subtle shudder through all of Zoro and the emptiness in his stomach is suddenly so unbearable. And Law is being such an annoyingly well-behaved alpha, visibly resisting the need to fuck something with an endearing tremble in his tight lips.
And yet, as much as he wants to sit on it, Law has given him all the control he could ever ask for, so despite his own needs, Zoro tilts his hips back, balancing himself with one palm flat on Law's sturdy chest and guides Law's desperate cock to slide between his slick folds instead.
The two of them echo muted sounds between them as Zoro finally sits his full weight on Law's cock, shifting down the whole length of it until Zoro can feel the curve of Law's balls brush against him. Law struggles to bite back a strained groan at being so close, yet so far from what he needs, and he grips Zoro's hips in his trembling hands and drags Zoro's soaking wet pussy back over his cock again.
With his face twisted up in a pained grimace, Law gasps, "If this is all you're willing to give me..." struggling to speak through the grind of his teeth as he and Zoro work in tandem to rock and glide against each other, "then I'll respect your boundaries, just...stay with me."
Saying something like that...Zoro's movements stutter and his heart pounds in his chest at Law's helpless plea. If Law notices then he keeps it to himself, but he's likely too far gone to even think about teasing Zoro for it. He's rutting against him, desperate for any small glance of relief. Curling his fingers into Law's dark shirt, Zoro wants to tell him he's wrong. Of course he wants to give himself to Law, like he did the first time just before leaving Punk Hazard and his stomach aches with the same growing need from back then, even though he's not in heat.
"W-wait, Law..." Zoro stutters, his breath catching in his throat when Law's cock rubs so good over his swollen clit. Slick sounds of sex irritate his foggy brain, echoing in Zoro's ears like a call yet unanswered. The emptiness inside him hurts as he clenches on nothing every time Law's cock passes along his drenched hole, teasing him back like a cruel twist of fate.
Leaning down, Zoro stretches himself along Law's chest, curving the small of his back in a subtle shift that has Law's cock catching on the rim of his slippery hole, drawing long, debauched sounds from both of them when Law doesn't slip inside like he should have.
"Law, please..." Zoro begs, softer than he'd like because he just wants Law in him already. Burying his needy sounds in Law's sweaty chest and breathing his intoxicating scent deep in his lungs, Zoro's toes curl in his boots as he reaches blindly behind himself, patting around until the tips of his fingers touch Law's hard and soaking wet cock. He must be aching even worse than Zoro with the pitiful state he's been in all week and he's still somehow held himself back, for Zoro, even though he told him not to. Leave it to a Captain to act so goddamn stubborn. "Fuck me," he groans into damp skin, sinking his teeth into swirling, black ink as he angles Law just right so he slips in perfect without a bump in their rhythm.
The slide inside is so easy as if they've been going at it for hours. "Oh, fuck...Zoro-ya," Law basically sobs, shoving his warm hands beneath Zoro's suffocating haramaki and digging his short nails into Zoro's hips as he relentlessly fucks up into him.
Pushing off Law’s chest, Zoro sits up on Law’s thick cock and chokes on a rushed gasp when Law reaches even deeper. They didn’t do it like this last time, but Zoro hardly has the time to mull it over when Law is fucking the sense out of him, shoving in while bouncing Zoro in his lap.
With trembling arms, Zoro holds himself up with his palms on Law’s stomach which flexes under his fingertips as Law selfishly takes what he needs from Zoro. Glancing down, even through his bleary eye, the bite mark Zoro left on Law’s chest is bright red around deep indents and Zoro’s tense jaw aches with the need to do it again, his mouth watering from Law’s addicting scent growing stronger and filling his every sense.
Even with Law fucking him as good as he is, the sensations are wildly different from back when he was in heat and the simple in-and-out just isn’t cutting it like it did back then. He’s aching to be touched and from the looks of things, Law is too far gone to think of anyone but himself at the moment.
Which is fine. Zoro is doing this more as a favor to him after all, to pay him back for helping him when he needed it too. Despite that nagging ache in his chest, Zoro shakes away any more unnecessary thoughts and reaches a shaky hand between his spread legs.
Along with Law stuffing him full, the rush of pleasure coursing through his sensitive body when he rubs the calloused pads of his fingers around his clit draws a raspy moan from his throat. His thighs spread further as every muscle he has tenses up from the overwhelming pleasure, sinking even more onto Law’s cock and barely managing to pick up on Law’s quiet groan hissed through his clenched teeth.
“Gonna…come…” Law huffs and shoves in deep, forcing a broken cry from Zoro who can only squeeze his quaking thighs around Law’s hips and clench his fist still grasping at Law in the wrinkled material of Law’s shirt.
Even as Zoro gushes his sudden orgasm all over him, hiccuping tiny whines and tightening up around him, Law doesn’t let up his punishing thrusts. Zoro vaguely processes Law calling out, announcing his climax and holding Zoro down by his hips as he presumably fills Zoro full of come.
“Zoro-ya…Zoro…” Law grabs at Zoro’s shirt, tugging him down to lay on him again and hugging him tight against his chest while his own hips twitch with much-needed relief.
With his stomach uncomfortably full, Zoro curls his weak arms under Law’s and cups his hands over his shoulders. The swell of Law’s knot stretching him far too much isn’t as satisfying this time around, but it’s too late to do anything about it now other than wait it out. “Torao,” he sighs with his cheek squished on Law’s heated skin.
Law hums his acknowledgment, tired and sated but probably only for a moment as his body prepares for another round.
“When Luffy leaves for the Cook…” His fingers tighten on Law’s narrow shoulders as he pauses, contemplating if it’s appropriate for him to even ask, since it doesn’t really concern him, “what will you do while he’s gone?”
Law is silent for a moment while his steadying heartbeat thrums dull in Zoro’s ear. “Well…” he sighs, “with Kaido aware of our location, we can no longer stay here without the looming threat of another attack.” Zoro tenses up in a weak shudder when Law traces light fingertips along the bumps of his ribs.
“So…where will you go?” He presses further, letting his eyes flutter shut under Law’s soothing touch. Maybe it’s only how he’s feeling in the current situation, but he doesn’t like the thought of leaving Law with no clear sign of where he’ll end up, or when they’ll be able to be close with each other again. There’s no guarantee they’ll all make it out of the upcoming battle with Kaido alive.
“The samurai must be returned to Wano,” he states, “and since Kaido is already there, we can infiltrate and make preparations for when it’s time to fight him.” Still holding Zoro tight with one arm, Law drags the pads of his fingers around to his back and across until they reach his spine. “A few of your crew would likely be needed as well.”
Zoro could easily doze off to the rhythmic rise and fall of Law’s chest as he draws aimless shapes along the chilled skin of Zoro’s sensitive back. Instead, his apparent curiosity gets the best of him and he finds himself asking, “Do you have anyone in mind?”
With Law still deep inside him, Zoro doesn’t miss the small shift of Law’s hips just before he answers, “With your skills as a swordsman, I believe you would act as a formidable asset in blending with the natives, unless,” Law pauses and curls his long, skilled fingers around the back of Zoro’s neck, “you would rather aid in the retrieval of your wayward cook.”
That’s enough of a provocation to have Zoro rising up a bit, just to frown at Law smirking beneath him. “Like I care about that Ero-Cook. We’d be better off without him.” Glancing away, Zoro breathes in deep in an attempt to slow the traitorous pounding of his heart, and says, “But if Luffy wants me to go…”
“Of course,” Law is quick to reassure him, petting the back of Zoro’s warm neck. “Otherwise, you’re more than welcome aboard my submarine. If you want to help me out.”
There’s a double meaning in that, one Zoro would have brushed off if Law didn’t make it so obvious with his crooked grin and another firm shift of his hips. Zoro knows he’s blushing from the heat in his face, so he hides it by planting a rushed kiss on Law’s mouth, already opening up for him.
He doesn’t know how much longer this will last, but if he can have it for a little while longer, then he’ll take it.
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Now that it’s time to leave, Luffy has rounded up everyone he needs to take Sanji back and all who is left is gathered to see him off. Law is…still going through it so he’s clinging to Zoro like it physically hurts him to not be touching him at every waking moment. Neither of them will admit it, but the two of them are both relieved Zoro will be accompanying Law to Wano.
“Oh, and Zoro,” Luffy stands confident with his hands on his hips, “I know you’re worried about Sanji but I’ll be getting him back so go and have fun with Torao!”
Stumbling back into Law’s chest, there’s nothing Zoro can do to suppress the heat rising to his face and the quiet giggle from Robin next to him, hiding her teasing smile behind a dainty hand, doesn’t help in the slightest. “You’re wrong, Luffy! I don’t-”
“And Torao!” Luffy cuts in, crossing his arms and drawing his thin eyebrows in a pouty scowl. “I’m letting you borrow Zoro for a bit, but you can’t keep him forever.” Then he flashes all of his teeth in a wide grin that stretches from ear to ear and before Law or Zoro can say anything else, he’s wrapping his team up in his arms and jumping right off Zunesha, much to most of everyone’s, who isn't used to Luffy’s antics, horrified surprise.
Law sighs by Zoro’s ear, which shouldn’t leave Zoro sucking in a rushed gasp and shivering in Law’s arms, but it does, and when Law speaks, “We should prepare to leave too,” Zoro helplessly squirms before he can stop himself. Then Law is dragging him away, calling to the rest of their group to get ready to depart.
“You can let go of me now,” Zoro grumbles, but doesn’t make any effort to fight his way out of Law’s lingering grasp.
“And risk having to delay our trip by searching for you when you inevitably wander off?”
“Don’t act like you couldn’t easily find me with your powers,” he huffs, and realizes a moment too late that he just admitted to it. A quick glance at Law shows a curve in his thin lips that suggests he picked up on it too.
Zoro wonders if he should have gone with Luffy after all.