"Nngh... No, Zoro... I can't. W-wait, wait..."
Sanji's elongated fingers tangled themselves around Zoro's neon green strands of hair as the Swordsman prepared himself to give the younger a blowjob.
"Hmm? What is it?" He questioned the Cook, running his heavy hands up and down his slim thighs.
"The smell of smoke isn't letting me breathe properly..."
"You turn into a damn chimney every day, smoking one cigarette after the other, how is this smoke any different?"
"J-just.. Wait."
Sanji turned over to his side, struggling to breathe, much like before. Only this time, he was more desperate to catch his breath.
"I can't feel anything, my body's going numb! What's going on now? What's wrong with me... "
While he tried to figure out why he had gone numb on parts of his lower body, Sanji's worry was washing off on Zoro.
"Hey, do you feel alright?"
Staring up at the startled Swordsman, Sanji closed his eyes in slow motion and shook his head in disagreement.
"I might give out... I feel so weak..."
"Should I open the windows then?" The Swordsman asked.
"You can't! Nami-San said so. If we open them, it'll get worse." He managed to say behind a trembling voice.
The fear and pain emitting from it was made up of negative thoughts that were trespassing into the Cook's mind.
"Calm down..." He told himself.
"Relax for a second."
As if he read the younger man's mind, Zoro caressed his pale soft skin, watching as Sanji's face turned bright red.
Oppose to waiting for the Cook to find a way to relax himself, the Swordsman guided his hands up to his chest, to play with his nipples, causing Sanji to flinch at the unexpected sensation.
"H-hey, wait a second! That's s-stupid... Ngh..."
"W-wait, damn it, Zoro... I'm not a girl... Not a... Girl... Zoro..."
What started off as Sanji eagerly pushing Zoro away from his chest, resulted in the Cook submitting to the mischievous technique the Swordsman was using on him.
"You say this now, but the way you moan says otherwise, right now."
"I'm a man!! A... A ma..aam..." The man's tongue went numb after he felt Zoro's hand slip down to his lower waist.
"Mhm, a ma'am sounds about right."
The Swordsman grinned, wrapping his hand around Sanji's length, twisting at the man's member at a sensual pace that forced the Cook to shut his eyes from the pleasure and embarrassment he was experiencing all at once.
The amount of sweat running down Sanji's back and dripping onto the bed sheets beneath him were persistent.
"Shit... I let that one slip..." Sanji cursed at himself after letting out a scandalous moan.
"A little more and you might've actually said my name." The Swordsman stated, smirking down at the frustrated Cook.
"Agh... Haaa.. Hahaa.. Not even in my next life, peasant."
Seeing how cocky his attitude still was, the Swordsman used his free hand to stick his middle and ring fingers into Sanji's mouth.
"Mmnh!?"
YOU ARE READING
SUMMER HEAT | ZoSan 🔥
Fanfiction"I already told you, GET LOST! You're good at doing that, aren't you!?" "Why are you in such a bad mood lately?" A conservative Cook has to take on the stress of reliving himself from his own sexual desires when an unexpected heat wave causes his bl...
