Silent Slice Of The Swordsman

Loud Love

A/N: For all my lovelies that wanted a second chapter. I really liked the way it turned out so I hope you enjoy it too.

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Sanji groans as he slowly wakes up. Time to get up and make breakfast, but he was rather stay warm. He pulled the warm body against him, nose finding itself in green hairs. Sanji breathes in the smell of Zoro's shampoo, a very minty spell that goes with the color. The blonde moves his legs in betweens Zoro's to get his body closer. He knew he is a romantic but he didn't know that he loved spooning Zoro when they sleeped in the same bunk. That was a surprise, just as surprised as Zoro using him as a body pillow. The swordsman's legs wrapped around the cooks waist as the blondes face is pulled and held into the swordsman's chest, the swordsman hugging him close but the cook somehow found his arms around the other man's muscled back. 

Sanji rubbed his pelvis against Zoro groaning at the pressure he got against his cock. Sanji wakes up more after that. He looks at Zoro's back, eyeing the black shirt Zoro wore as pajamas, then lowering his gaze to see the slight tent in his pants. Sanji rest his head against the back of Zoro sighing defeated. This has been a problem for a while now. Emotionally he's connected with Zoro but he wants to connect with Zoro physically, just doesn't know how Zoro feels about it. He hears the other man snore. Slowly he sits up, heading to the bathroom to take care of himself.

Zoro doesn't seem to wake around him, unless he senses danger, but that's rare and usually when he's taking naps on the deck. But during moments like these, where they are cuddling with each other Zoro never wakes up even if Sanji is grinding himself against Zoro, accidently in his sleep. It made him wonder if Zoro felt the same way. Reaching another step in their relationship. Does Zoro want that?

He would love it if Zoro did want to go further because he doesn't know what he would do if Zoro didn't want to. His imagination is getting to him. He's been able to catch Zoro naked, shirtless, sweaty, breathing heavily, anything that makes his imagination run wild. Sanji groans as his hard cock twitch in the confine of his pants. With his back against the door, in the bathroom, Sanji pulls his pajamas down freeing his cock. He takes a deep breath, leaning his head against the the door, closing his eyes as he grab his cock, squeezing it with some pressure. Sanji lets out a breathy groan. He slid his hand up his member to the head, teasing it with his finger making him moan from the back of his throat. That felt good. All he could imagine is Zoro's hand or even maybe the swordsman's mouth sucking on his dick. That image happily in his mind, altered from a memory. It was hot that day so he made ice cream and some popsicles for everyone. Chopper adorably gave Zoro a popsicle, and Zoro happily took it. But the way Zoro sucked the long popside got the blonde staring at him, his perverted mind taking over. Or the day he walked into the crows nest to see Zoro breathing heavy and sweaty from his workout. Again his mind went wild. Another day he accidentally walked into Zoro naked and washing away at his body. He got a nose bleed and fainted, so he didn't know what happened after, he assumes Zoro finished taking a shower only to find him on the floor.

Combining all of the expressions he's seen Zoro make over the last six month since they have started to date, he imagined Zoro's blushing face, embarrassed face, Zoro breathing heavily underneath him as he ram into Zoro making him make those wonderful noises the swordsman is not aware that he's making. Sanji's hand makes his way up and down his cock in a very fast pace.

"Oh fuck," Sanji groan as he moves his head forward, eyes still closed as he felt pleasure pool at the bottom of his gut. He bit his lip as he felt pleasure punch him in his gut as he came in his hand as he teased the head of his dick. He sags to the floor as he breath rapidly, he looks at his hand covered in his spunk. He was still riding the high of his orgasm as he stare at his hand then it hit him what he just did. He masturbated to Zoro. That made him blush red. Quickly he washed his hands, brushed his teeth, change into his suit then head to the galley to start breakfast. It's good to be young but at times like these he wish he wasn't. He's not embarrassed of who he imagined while he masturbated but it's the fact that he did masturbate.