ZoSan: The Flower

Chapter 56 - Sanji*

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"Have you decided how you want to do this?" Zoro asked, kissing Sanji's cheek as he set him down, finally in the hidden room.

Sanji nodded, took a deep breath to control the sudden shyness. This was Zoro. His boyfriend — and that word was still so sweet — and Sanji was determined to make this amazing for him. Which meant shyness was not an option for right now. He mustered up a grin and pushed Zoro down onto the bed.

"Oh?" Zoro laughed, letting himself hit the mattress. "So I'm on the bottom?"

"Well, kind of," Sanji answered, kissing the other forcefully before using the voice Zoro seemed to like so much. "You wanted me dominant, but you also said you wanted to be inside me. So here's how this is going to go: You're going to give me control of everything," Sanji gave his sexiest grin to the emerset underneath him. "You don't get to move without my permission. You don't get to touch me without permission. If, for any reason, you need me to stop, the safe word will be 'vinegar'. Otherwise, when I tell you to — and not a moment sooner — you're going to prep me and make it good. And then, I'm going to ride this," he dragged a finger along Zoro's still-clothed but fully-hard cock in a smooth swipe, earning a gasp, "until we both see stars. And then we'll see if we can manage a second round. If we can, you can do anything you want to me. How's that sound, mon chou?"

Zoro groaned and shuddered. "Who needs a safe word? I must be dreaming." That only made Sanji's smile turn sexier.

"Well, then, I guess I'll just have to prove to you that you aren't." Sanji kissed the other again before climbing off and beginning to unbutton his own vest, then his shirt, pulling them off slowly. Then he let his hands slide down his own torso to his pants, unzipping them and letting them fall to the floor so that he stood before Zoro in just his boxers. Zoro stared openly, with his eyes full of lust, looking like he was about to start drooling. Sanji met his eyes and slowly removed the last article of clothing, trying not to blush.

"Fuuuuuck," Zoro groaned, his pants looking painfully tight.

"That's the plan, lover." Sanji drawled the last word, internally relieved that he could get that reaction out of Zoro with something as minor as undressing. He climbed back onto the bed. Not back on top of Zoro, but close enough to kiss him hard again and nip teasingly at his ear and down his neck. He let his foot wander over Zoro's leg for a minute, ending its trail teasingly between Zoro's thighs, but not quite touching him. "Now it's your turn. I wanna see what I'm working with." And with that Sanji's hands found the bottom hem of the shirt Zoro wore and pulled it unceremoniously over the other's head, revealing those familiar abs.

He let his hands trail admiringly down that torso, gently grazing over the tanned skin, over nipples that seemed to rise to meet his fingers, over the large scar that stretched from shoulder to opposite side. He touched the newer scars with reverence, too; the jagged one from the poisoned knife, the clean line between Zoro's ribs from the surgery. Sanji kissed that last scar gently, and Zoro sighed softly in aroused contentment, seeming to understand the sentiment that Sanji put into the kiss.

"Worth it. Always," Zoro spoke softly, answering the unasked question, his hand drifting up to touch the blond hair.

Sanji grabbed the wandering hand firmly, but with a smile. "Uh-uh. I didn't say you could move yet, Zoro." He kissed the back of the hand and gently set it back on the bed.

"But you're so beautiful. I wanna touch you."

Sanji blushed a little at the compliment, but wasn't going to let it deter him. "And you'll get your chance soon. But I want this to be about you, first, so those hands stay down for now." Sanji crawled back up so he could kiss the swordsman and their lips enmeshed with ease and passion. Then Sanji pulled back just a little, just enough to trail kisses down Zoro's neck. "You've been so patient with me," he pressed a kiss to the hollow in the middle of Zoro's clavicle, "and so understanding," now a kiss right over Zoro's rapidly beating heart. "You deserve," the next kiss went to the solar plexus, right where the ribs opened up, while Sanji's hands began working on Zoro's pants, "the most fantastic," a few kisses down those beautiful abs, then a teasing lick around Zoro's navel, "reward I can give you." The last kiss was placed just a few inches above the now-exposed cock, close enough so that Sanji knew his goatee would lightly scrape the cloth still covering the erect organ.