ZoroxSanji ZoSan Yaoi/Lemon (ENG)

🍋Plot🍋

Sanji's view:

Instinctively, Sanji wrapped his arms around Zoro's neck as he pulled him into a passionate kiss. Sanji's hands ran through the short green hair on the back of the swordsman's neck as he eagerly pressed his lips to the cook's again and again. Zoro's soft lips, still tasting a little of alcohol, moved so pleasantly on his own that Sanji just couldn't get enough. He wanted this moment to never end. All jealousy and doubt were wiped away. The only thing he thought about was Zoro's lips on his and his hands lovingly stroking his back. Sanji felt their kisses growing more intense and wet with each passing moment. Eagerly, he opened his mouth wider to allow Zoro's tongue to enter. The swordsman understood immediately and began to explore Sanji's mouth with his tongue. A warm tingling sensation ran through his body as Zoro's tongue passionately played around his own. Again and again, their lips parted slightly, only to meet even more eagerly a few milliseconds later.
Sanji felt Zoro's hands slide down his back to his thighs and lift him up. Without interrupting the passionate kisses, Zoro carried him to his bed, laid him on his back and was now right on top of Sanji. The swordsman released his lips from the cook's and began caressing Sanji's cheeks and neck instead. Each loving touch left a pleasant tingling sensation on Sanji's skin. He eagerly stroked Zoro's cheeks first only to then run his hands over his muscular, slightly sweaty torso. Zoro's skin was slightly warm and he felt the up and down movements of his chest with every breath. Gently he ran his hands over the scar that ran across the swordsman's chest. It was slightly raised as it had obviously not healed cleanly. Still, he didn't find the scar unattractive, in fact Sanji felt it made the swordsman even more attractive. Invitingly, he slipped his fingers under Zoro's kimono and pushed the fabric over his shoulders. Zoro understood immediately and straightened up to let the kimono slide off his shoulders. The sight of the half-naked swordsman right in front of him almost drove the cook crazy. He immediately wrapped his arms around the latter's torso to pull him back into an eager kiss. Zoro returned it just as stormily and at the same time began to press his pelvis against Sanji's. The unexpected, intense touch on his now erect member, caused a gasp to escape the cook unintentionally. Zoro noticed this, grinned at him knowingly and continued to rub his pelvis against Sanji's in rhythmic movements. Sanji felt the swordsman's warm arousal press against his again and again, causing a pleasant, addictive tugging and tingling in his crotch. Sanji's breathing quickened as Zoro's increasingly heavy breath tickled Sanji's skin. Slowly Zoro's kisses travelled down Sanji's neck to his chest until his tongue gently played around the cook's nipples. Immediately the cook's body tensed with arousal and he threw his head back.
"Ahhh~...Zo...ro...ngh," he could no longer suppress his groan. Embarrassed, he covered his flushed face with his hands. "Hey, I want to see your face," Zoro complained with a smile, gently removing Sanji's hands from his face to eagerly press their lips together again. Every touch of the swordsman felt absolutely dreamlike, Sanji literally melting under his caresses. Carefully, Zoro's left hand ran along Sanji's thigh, pushing the kimono aside, to his buttocks and began to massage them lightly. Despite the fact that the swordsman's touch felt incredibly pleasant, Sanji tensed abruptly as he realized what Zoro might be getting at.

Panicked, he looked at the swordsman. He had suspected that it would come to this sooner or later, so he had secretly gone through Chopper's books to find out what exactly sex between two men meant. He had already known the broad outline, but the exact procedure and what to look out for had not been familiar to him. Sanji had thought a lot about whether he would really want to do this with the swordsman and each time the answer from his body, which had given him an erection just thinking about it, had been more than clear. Yet he was also afraid of it. Not of the pain, he had endured far worse. But to expose himself like that in front of another person made him blush in shame at the thought alone. He had also thought about the other option, but immediately discarded it. He simply could not imagine himself having the upper hand. Not with Zoro. At least not for now. Did Zoro even know what he was doing? Or was the stupid moss-head simply letting his instincts guide him?
Zoro seemed to have noticed his panicked look and immediately removed his hand from Sanji's buttocks. "Sorry," he murmured, dropping onto the bed to Sanji's right and pulling him into his arms so that his head lay on the swordsman's chest. Disappointment suddenly spread through Sanji. Had he wanted more after all? Lost in thought, he stroked Zoro's exposed chest with the fingers of his left hand. The swordsman's regular breathing and intense heartbeat could be clearly felt against his cheek and had a strangely calming effect on him.