SUMMER HEAT | ZoSan 🔥

7

"My poster!?"

Sanji covered his face behind his hands, but the embarrassment that he was going through was so extreme that the red tint spread all the way to his ears and neck.

Because of this, the Swordsman himself grew red and began to smirk at the Cook.

"You're sick, you know that, right?" The younger spoke.

"If I'm the one that's sick, why do you have the fever instead?"

The man's clever response made Sanji bite his lips to prevent himself from laughing, but seeing the smile plastered across Zoro's face wasn't helping him in any way.

Both of the men were about to crack at any minute.

"Obviously because of how hot it is in here! I have to get my ass in the shower."

"Make sure to take your dick with you as well."

After trying to leave his bedroom, Sanji's footsteps came to a halt when Zoro's reply left him crouching down on the floor with a crooked smirk that nearly made his lips rip apart.

"Dumbass..." The blonde man chuckled at himself, covering his face.

This sight of him was boosting Zoro's mood, even if he refused to admit it to the younger man.

When they prepared themselves to part ways, Sanji peaked his head out towards the bathroom.

He squinted his eyes for a split second, only to find out that the bathroom was occupied, yet again.

"No..."

The words his Captain has spoken to him earlier flashed back into his mind.

"The shower doesn't work!"

Subsequently after remembering this, a shooting pain emitted from his pelvic region, causing his lower body to nearly shut down, entirely.

The pain was so new to him that the man forgot how to breathe for a moment.

"What's going on with me today!? I'm starting to think that it's not the weather at all, something must be wrong with me..."

The Cook desperately breathed in, feeling overwhelmed by a heaviness within his groin that made him walk slower than usual.

The urge to reach down to touch himself had grown stronger than ever, but his hands were still restricted by the man himself as he wanted nothing more than to eliminate his problem by showering.

And with the shower still being repaired, the Cook was running low on options.

"Why does it hurt? Is this pain normal?"

He asked himself, rubbing his legs together, searching for friction, the way a fish tries to find water after getting washed up on the beach by a shore.

"Need... Need... Need.. Something! What the hell do I need!?"

As his anxiety kicked in, Zoro walked by the man to find him in the middle of his mental breakdown.

"What's wrong now, Goldilocks? Hmm?"

"I... I need It!!"

Sanji saw an opportunity and launched himself at the Swordsman's legs, knocking him down onto the bed.

"NO. What am I doing!?" He questioned himself after climbing on top of the man's torso.

"Why did you come back?!"

He asked, looking down at Zoro with an unsteady heartbeat, all the while, remaining on top of him.

"You're the one who made me come back! I was just passing by when you grabbed my leg, you freak!"

"Leave! I don't know what's wrong with me... I don't want you to be near me!"

The stubborn blonde attempted to lift himself off of the man's body, but he was held back down instead.

"Hey, didn't you hear what I just said?! Every time you get close, I can't control myself!"

Sanji's shaft shifted upwards as his body reacted to a sly hand that wrapped itself around his waist.

His body was brought closer towards Zoro's chest as the man slipped his hand down Sanji's pants, squeezing at his bottom.

"WAIT, what are you doing to-"

"I'm doing what you are afraid of doing to yourself."

The Swordsman's words were surreal to Sanji, he was trapped in between his reality and a fantasy that he never imagined would ever take place in his bedroom, lead alone with his friend.

His thoughts were all over the place, but as he got a closer glimpse of Zoro's hypnotic gaze, he let part of his fears go, to bask in the scene unraveling before his wild eyes.

"I shouldn't do this. It's all kinds of wrong! But even so... Even if it is. I'm getting swept away by this damn man..."

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