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❤︎︎𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞❤︎︎

Summary:

Zoro's mind was definitely taking him to places he's never had a large interest in, yet all of a sudden, he couldn't help but be interested in the cook and his somewhat big thighs. It was quite shameful, not to him though. Jerking off to his sick fantasy of the cooking being against a wall as he rubbed in between his thighs moaning and aching for more, or to even put it in. He wanted to press the matter into real life but had no clue on how.

"whatcha thinking about?" a pitched voice emanated from behind him, her orange hair laying in a ponytail bouncing up and down as she walked to the step he was on, sitting right next to him. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her, yet he answered so blankly and quick.

"thighs"

that was the last word he uttered before violently being slammed into the floor by Nami herself, catching the attention of some of the others.

or::
Zoro finds himself deeply inlove and turned on by Sanji's thighs..

Notes:

New note:: This is really not my best work so keep in mind this is old!

This is heavily based on two Zosan fanarts that I saw of Zoro being into Sanji's thighs

this is short sorryz

this also might have bad writing + its short.

BE WANRED THIS DOES CONTAIN BLOOD and Zoro licks it.. its a lot just beware

ignoring that please enjoy.

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Zoro's not too sure how he ended up in the choke hold of the cook's thighs, his legs locked in front of Zoro; his heels pressed against Zoro's chest while his thighs tightened around him. Sanji uttering out a single sentence in that moment "I will strangle you until you pass out!" Maybe Zoro should be listening to his threats carefully but in this exact moment he couldn't. Instead, he focused on the fact his pants were getting tighter near his dick, nothing being able to hide it unless he could get the cook off his shoulders.

"Sanji what the hell is going on!?" Nami screamed from above them, both looking up; or at least Zoro tried to. Sanji fawning over Nami gave him an opening, wrapping his large hands around Sanji's surprisingly big thighs, spreading them apart earning a gasp from Sanji. Finally, Zoro launched him off his shoulders, his face flushed pink to his ears; aggressively removing his belly band trying to adjust his pants while Sanji questioned him from behind. 

"Stop stealing liquor when our supplies are low marimo!" stomping away into the kitchen again where he always was. 

"Is it that hard to stay out of the supplies?" Nami chuckled from above earning a menacing look from Zoro.

 

After that small hiccup Zoro had his mind heavily occupied on one thing and one thing only. Thighs. Not just anybody's, but the cooks; When he wrapped his fingers around his thighs, he could feel the muscle twitching and fighting with him as he pressed them down. Not to mention the fact his ass had more cushion than before, his skinny waist slightly widening on a bit. And muscles on his upper body aswell. Zoro noticed it all, staring right at the cook, who had his back turned from him. His ass and his leg's curves showing more through his tight dress pants, tapping the end of his shoe against the wood floor causing a slight movement to capture Zoro's attention.

'I wonder if he still has a thigh gap?' 

  'Or if I can rub right between those thighs' 

Zoro's mind was definitely taking him to places he's never had a large interest in, yet all of a sudden, he couldn't help but be interested in the cook and his somewhat big thighs. It was quite shameful, not to him though. Jerking off to his sick fantasy of the cooking being against a wall as he rubbed in between his thighs moaning and aching for more, or to even put it in. He wanted to press the matter into real life but had no clue on how.

"whatcha thinking about?" a pitched voice emanated from behind him, her orange hair laying in a ponytail bouncing up and down as she walked to the step he was on, sitting right next to him. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her, yet he answered so blankly and quick.

"thighs"

that was the last word he uttered before violently being slammed into the floor by Nami herself, catching the attention of some of the others. "D-don't say those things casually you perv?!" slamming her heel into his back.

"Mosshead what the HELL are you telling Nami!?" Sanji joined in on the stomping placing his dress shoes' heel into his head.

 

Zoro groaned placing a cold rag against his sweaty body, swiping the sweat away, replacing that heat he felt in his skin with coldness. Genuinely embracing the silence for as long as he could before hearing a knock. Turning around to see an orange hued blonde, the sun's remaining light bouncing against his hair and letting his skin glow. A wrinkle set in between his brows as he walked towards Zoro. 

"We need to talk." with that alone he grabbed a cigar from his inner pocket in his suit, laying it flat against his peach-colored lips; His long lashes falling down as he focused on lighting the cigarette with his slender fingers. Lifting his eyes back at Zoro's face, "well?" he coughed out trying to avoid any eye contact with Sanji.

"What were you telling Nami about. For her to hit you and call you a perv?" 

"You wanna know that badly?" Zoro tried holding back a smirk, but it was too perfect.

"Yeah? it's not usual to call the least perviest dude a perv.." he groaned out leaning against the wall of the stairs. It didn't take long for Zoro to get into his personal bubble and lean into his ear.

"I was talking about you, and your thighs, how much I wanna rub myself in between them and let you suffocate me" Zoro was only trying to tease a bit and then leave it alone plus the cook was probably getting ready to kick him. 

"W-what!?" the tip of his ears tinting with a red and pink mixed hue, Sanji bit down shoving Zoro back with just his leg. Jumping up in the air pressing his heels to his butt while spreading his thighs a bit more to land on Zoro's shoulders again, making him stumble to the ground as Sanji's thighs were still near his face. 

"Is this what you wanted sick pervert...?" Zoro could see a small tent grow on Sanji's crotch, which nearly touched his chin. Zoro could already feel the arousal coming to him, but this simply wasn't a moment he could waste.

"Answer me Zoro" Getting a better look at his face he could easily tell the cook was more flustered than mad. His hands reached out wrapping them against his thighs, tightening the grip letting the weight press onto him more. Sanji's face getting redder at the sight and feeling hold back something.

"This is what I wanted...but it could be better" Zoro finally answered. 

"Y-you!" he stuttered closing his legs more around Zoro till he couldn't move his jaw. Zoro took in the moment all at once, he could smell the cook's scent, he could feel all his leg muscles twitch, and see the cooks face get more red. Yet he didn't expect to see dark red exit the cook's nose, his lips trembling as his strength weakened. 

"oh..is this turning you on. cook?" Pulling himself up while getting an opening, tugging Sanji into his lap instead. His pale hand trying to cover the tremble of his lips and the blood rushing out his nose, however Zoro could feel his erection on top of his. 

"Shut-it" Sanji tried pushing away but it's clear he had no strength. "Stand up cook." Zoro waited and waited for Sanji to stand but he refused. so, in old fashion he stood up first forcing Sanji to. Walking him to the wall of where they were, "cook turn..." he obeyed that quickly. His legs slightly shivering, Zoro used his hand to create room between his legs. 

"Cook can I take your pants off?" Zoro wouldn't just ask this if he knew Sanji wasn't into it, however that wasn't the case here. He knew Sanji was into it. A little nod was enough for Zoro to smirk and proceed, wrapping his arms around the cook's waist as his fingers unbuckled the belt, pulling apart the button, letting the zipper zip down. Then pulling down his pants revealing his boxers, or at least some type of under garment. 

His erection showing itself through the boxers, "my your hard." Zoro taunted in his ear, placing his palm against Sanji's erection getting a moan as the reaction. His hips raising without noticing, his ass rubbing against Zoro's very own erection.

"w-watch it cook." Zoro finally took away his hand from Sanji, letting his erection loose between the fabric. "Put your thighs together, as much as you can cook." Zoro's voice was different than usual, it was softer, sweeter, hotter. Sanji's nose kept running as he listened to his demand. Feeling Zoro's hard length push in between his thighs groaning into Sanji's ear, his fingers tightening on his hips. "fuck..." 

Sanji couldn't help but simply enjoy the sounds of Zoro's moans, or how his precum was mixing with Zoro's as it dripped on his thighs. Looking down at the tanned skin between his legs, as is picked up pace and Zoro's moans getting sloppier. "cook..this is what I pictured." Sanji had it in his mind figured out already, lift his hips more slightly as Zoro picked up that pace once more. "Z-oro here let me show you something better" Sanji hummed trying to avoid using his bloody hand as he grabbed Zoro's length.

'Its wide too..' Sanji moved his tip to the skin between is balls. letting Zoro rest there before he began to move, slowly this time. "Does this feel good?" Sanji nodded letting Zoro gain the rhythm. His face gaining heat, feeling Zoro press kisses against his neck, losing all his calm. "co-Sanji I think im..gonna" his hips stuttered at the sound of his name being said with that tone, with his voice. completely vulnerable to what happens next, "say that again." Sanji demanded as he moved his hips with Zoro. 

"Sanji" That was enough to make him cum, blood dripping down his chin as he ejaculated on his stomach and the Sunny's wall. Letting his head fall back onto Zoro's broad shoulder, feeling estacy run through his body, each shiver making him weaker. Zoro Cumming right after him, his hips stuttering between his thighs, his nails digging into Sanji's hips, moaning sweetness into his ear. This was the only time they had both seen each other so pathetic, feeling their body warmth together; the feeling of Zoro's hot liquid falling down his thighs made him gasp more.

"So bloody cook~" He teased before putting the tip of his tongue against the drying waterfall, starting on his upper lip licking down to his chin. his tongue tickling every nerve in Sanji's body. "Who would've known you were secretly a pervert." Sanji teased.

"And you're a homo-cook." Zoro bit back, quick to. beads of sweat falling from his temples down to his jaw before dropping off his skin.

"Only you know that." Sanji whispered into his ear before nibbing down on its edge.

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"It's awfully calm today..." Nami bit down looking at Zoro who rested against the wall while the others played around him. "here you are Nami-san!" Sanji anounced placing down a glass cup of ice scream, humbly walking down the steps passing one to the others down there. Her eyes catching Sanji gently wake up Zoro instead of kicking him, placing ice scream in his hand with a teasing smirk.

'What the-'

Of course, Nami figured it was Sanji's thighs he was talking about, seeing how obedient Zoro could be to the ones he loved was an interesting thing. Licking her lips as she watched the two talk to each other before Sanji walked back away, Zoro making eye contact with Nami right after. A playful grin appearing on her face mouthing the words I know what you are Zoro. His face showing a new emotion before quickly looking away from her.

"you're too obvious Zoro" 

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