Sanji turned into a neko!?...(ZOSAN)

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(I have no motivation right now T-T)

Sanji scowled up at Zoro, his ears flattening in irritation as he shoved the swordsman's chest with more force this time. "Round two? Are you insane? I'm not letting you fuck me again, you overgrown oaf!"

Despite his fierce words, Sanji's blush deepened, betraying his lingering embarrassment and reluctant arousal. He squirmed underneath Zoro, trying to dislodge the swordsman's weight and the firm, slightly softening presence still nestled inside him.

Zoro, however, remained unmoved by Sanji's outburst. His smirk only widened, one eyebrow arching in a challenge. "Not letting me? You seemed pretty eager to 'let me' just now," he taunted, voice low and rocky with a hint of smug satisfaction.

Sanji's eyes flashed in anger at the jab. He bared his teeth in a fierce hiss, looking more cat-like than ever. "That was... it's all your fault, you bastard!" He struggled harder, trying to buck Zoro off him while aiming a half-hearted swipe at the swordsman's face with his clawed hand.

Zoro caught Sanji's wrist easily, subduing his crewmate with a firm grip as he pinned the cook's arm above his head. "Keep saying that, dartboard brow. But your body told a different story. You loved every second of it," he growled, his face inches from Sanji's as he pressed him into the bed.

Sanji glared daggers at Zoro, his fluffy tail lashing in agitation. But trapped beneath the swordsman, he had no choice but to endure the close proximity and the lingering sensation of their lewd coupling. "Hah! As if I'd ever admit to liking something a brute like you did!" the cat-man scoffed defiantly, despite the slight tremble that betrayed how shaken he still was.

The two Straw Hats continued to glare and bicker, as the reality of their intimate act settled heavily upon the room. As Sanji and Zoro argued, oblivious to the lingering arousal that still clung to the air, Zoro shifted slightly on top of the cook. This sudden movement caused his half-erect cock to slip out of Sanji's still-tight entrance with a obscene sound, allowing a trickle of their mixed release to leak out and drip down onto the crate.

The sensation made Sanji gasp and shudder, his eyes widening momentarily in a mix of lingering pleasure and renewed embarrassment. He felt a flash of vulnerability, emptiness, and the reality of their lewd coupling crashed over him once more.

Sanji: "A-Zoro! You... you got your filthy thing out of me, you jerk!" He glared up at the swordsman with a fierce blush staining his cheeks, ears flattened in agitation and humiliation. Sanji thrashed underneath Zoro, suddenly desperate to put some distance between them.

Zoro, uncaring of Sanji's sudden discomfort, simply smirked wider at the indignant glare thrown his way. The sight of Sanji so flustered and vulnerable only fuelled his smug satisfaction. "What, did you want me to keep it in there, you insatiable cat?" He teased, voice rough and dripping with renewed lust.

Sanji snarled at him, looking more feral than ever. "I did NOT! As if I'd want a bastard like you pawing at me a second longer than necessary!" He shoved and pushed at Zoro with renewed vigor, his clawed hands scrabbling for purchase on the swordsman's muscular back.