Love/Hate -Zoro-

-Eight-

When you pulled up to the hotel, you were mentally exhausted. Being in your old home took much more strength than you had hoped. You grabbed your luggage, huffing as you went into the lobby with Zoro going to park the car.

"Hi, I reserved two rooms under the name Roronoa," You explain to the check-in clerk. She nods and begins to scan the list, only to stop and look at her co-worker. She waves the man over and he clears his throat with a hum.

"It looks like there was a problem with the reservation," He quickly tells you. "One room was reserved, but the other was not fully processed and had been returned to a different guest."

"For real?" You squeak. "I knew the price was too low..." You groan and place your hand on your cheek in thought. "Well, how big is the bed?"

"It's a full."

"What's up?" Zoro's voice comes in as you sigh heavily.

"The booking glitched out and I only booked one room instead of two." He shrugs and looks at the employees.

"So where's the key?" All three of you were stunned by his question as the clerk slowly slides over the keycard. "Thanks," He says before looking at you. "Come on." He lugs the duffle bags onto his shoulder without another glance back to you or the two silent employees. It was obvious you didn't want to share a bed yet with Zoro, and you knew the employees felt that being implied, but without even a second thought Zoro had moved on from the subject. The elevator dinged and you rushed in as Zoro leaned against the wall, waiting on you.

"What's up?" He questions, immediately noticing your mood change.

"N-nothing," You stutter. "Just surprised is all."

"About what?"

"The fact you're so okay with sharing a bed."

"What, you don't wanna sleep with me?" Your cheeks heated immediately as you whipped your head to look at him. He was smirking devilishly with the attempt of trying not to laugh being obvious. Before you can retort a snarky remark, the elevator opens and you are let out on your floor. Zoro rushes out, still with that winning smirk on his face. You wanted to slap it right off of him but you also wouldn't mind the idea of teasing him a bit. The keycard leaves the light green for you to push open the door and lead Zoro inside. He heads in before you shut the door and quietly turn the lock. You hear him put the duffle bags down in front of the television and try to hide your mischievous grin as you turn to face him.

"So, what do you wanna do for dinner?" He asks with his back turned to you. "I was thinking Chinese-" He's cut off when he spins to talk to you directly but your face is closer to his than he anticipated, stepping back a bit and nearly falling on the bed. You take advantage of the weakened stance to push him back onto the bed and crawl onto his lap.

"I think Chinese is good." You could see him blinking in disbelief at your sudden move on him. "Maybe pizza. Tacos are nice, too." You lean in close, lips barely hovering above his as you finally let your teasing grin show. "I was thinking you sounded pretty good, though". You don't even get to tease him. He pulls you flush against him, causing you to squeak in surprise. He crushes your lips with his and in a second flat, you are lying on your back in the same position as he was a moment ago. He pulls back from the rough kiss with that usual smirk of his.

"Sorry, Baby, but I'm not a bottom," He comments with a low tone. You feel your breathing hitch and your core twitches at the image of him being a top in a situation like this. Your breath shakes as you reach into his hair, pulling his head back so he has to look down at you with lidded eyes.

"Well, neither am I," You lie. You were totally a bottom. However, you liked to dominate every now and again. The idea of seeing Zoro weak at your will really makes your imagination run wild. He licks his parted lips and laughs lowly.