Mistake

Side Story 1

The night had fallen over the Thousand Sunny, and laughter echoed through the ship as everyone reminisced about the day's antics.

Sanji, Zoro, and Luffy had all donned playful mini skirts, much to the amusement of the crew. As the stars twinkled above, the laughter eventually faded into the quiet of night, and one by one, the crew members retired to their quarters, leaving the ship bathed in a serene stillness.

Sanji stood in the kitchen, cleaning up after the day's festivities. He looked down at the short skirt that barely covered him, a sigh escaping his lips as he recalled the teasing comments and laughter from earlier. He finished his chores quickly, his thoughts lingering on Zoro, and made his way toward the bedroom. Tonight, it was Robin's turn to keep watch, and he had already prepared coffee and snacks for her night shift.

As he reached the door to their quarters, Sanji was abruptly pulled inside, his wrist caught firmly in a strong grip. Before he could react, he found himself pinned against the wall, both hands held above his head by Zoro's powerful grip.

"Zoro!" Sanji glared, the surprise momentarily stealing his breath. But before he could say anything else, Zoro's lips crashed against his, hungry and demanding.

The intensity in Zoro's eyes darkened with a fierce need as he stepped closer, their bodies pressing together. Zoro's hand moved, his fingers trailing down the smooth skin of Sanji's chest, igniting a spark of heat that made Sanji shiver in response. A soft moan escaped his lips, caught off guard by the sudden rush of desire.

Zoro's fingers ventured lower, teasing the hem of Sanji's skirt, inching it higher with each tantalizing moment. Sanji's breath quickened, coming in short, sharp bursts as Zoro's hand found the warm, damp flesh of his inner thigh, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through him.

"Z-Zoro..." Sanji stammered, his voice shaky, feeling the heat radiating from Zoro's body, a magnetic pull that drew him in deeper.

Zoro's other hand pressed against the wall behind Sanji, his muscles tense and powerful, anchoring Sanji in place as he pulled him even closer. The proximity made Sanji acutely aware of their bodies, the heat between them palpable as Zoro's gaze bore into him with an intensity that made his heart race.

"Shut up," Zoro murmured against Sanji's lips, his voice a low growl filled with desire. With each movement, Sanji felt himself surrendering to Zoro's touch, lost in the moment as the world outside faded away.

Time seemed to stand still as Zoro's lips danced against Sanji's, igniting a fire within him that he could no longer resist. It was a raw, passionate connection, one that spoke volumes without a single word being exchanged.

Sanji's back arched, his head falling back in ecstasy as Zoro's lips trailed kisses along his neck. The skirt fell to the floor, pooling around Sanji's ankles, leaving him bare before Zoro's hungry gaze. Zoro's fingers found their target, teasing and stroking until Sanji was writhing in his grasp. With a growl of pure desire, Zoro pushed Sanji against the wall, his lips capturing Sanji's in a searing kiss.

The heat between them was palpable, the air crackling with the intensity of their need. Zoro's strong arms held Sanji close as his lips devoured him in a searing kiss that left them both breathless.

Zoro's fingers trailed lightly over Sanji's skin, mapping every curve, every plane. Sanji shivered at the touch, his body responding to Zoro's gentle caress. Zoro's lips followed the path of his fingers, kissing and nibbling at Sanji's sensitive flesh.

Sanji's breath caught in his throat, a soft moan escaping his lips. Zoro's hands moved to Sanji's hips, pulling him closer, pressing their bodies together. Sanji could feel the hardness of Zoro's erection through his clothes, the heat of it nearly overwhelming. Zoro's lips found Sanji's, a searing, passionate kiss that spoke of the love they shared.