Love Exists

Chapter 3

A/N: The lemony goodness you've been waiting for. You will also notice I took some author liberties here and switched out Chopper being with Nami, as well as slowing time a bit, gotta let them have there time. *Winkwink*

A whiskey dark eye met glossy chocolate eyes, there were tears in those lovely brown eyes. He could see the tension in her body, the way her muscles twitched as though she were warring with the desire to move. He jumped down from the edge of Sunny and moved forward. He wanted to go to her, to pull her into his arms, but he didn't trust himself to do so. They had a bit to do before things calmed down enough for showers and such to be had.

He walked to the bathhouse with his towel and shaving kit. He knocked in case someone was using the bath. They usually could double up, one in the bath and one in the shower. Hell, honestly both were plenty big enough for more. There was no protest from the other side so he made his way in shutting the door and this time locking it. He figured whoever was already in here would be grateful for no distraction.

His towel was hung, the kit placed on the counter, and then his clothing removed. He had just pulled his pants off when there was a gasp from behind him. A very feminine gasp. He straightened, placed his pants with his robes and turned coming face to face with a very flushed Nami. He willed himself not to react, but he knew that was futile, he was going to, he just hoped she didn't get the wrong idea. “Zoro..” His name was almost a whisper on her lips, a sigh. There was no anger, no indifference. He searched her face and found none of that there, only relief and elation.

He moved towards her, stepping into the bath and continuing towards her until he was able to pick her up holding her tight, crushed against his barrel chest. A large hand fisted in her hair, the other splayed on her lower back. “Nami, I never stopped thinking of you and what you said to me.” He said against the top of her head, his breath fanning her hair. “I will never leave you.” He said placing a kiss to the top of her head. He barely heard the 'Oh Zoro’ before his chest was coated in her tears.

He pulled back placing his hand under her chin to lift it up towards him. “No tears.” He said stroking his thumb under her eyes to wipe them from her cheeks. “I was so worried about you, Zoro.” She said softly, her hands lifting to squeeze his wrists. “I am so sorry I made you worry like that, Nami.” He leant towards her and placed his lips gently to hers. “I won't do that again. I couldn't go through hearing you like that and then not being able to get to you a second time. Once was hard enough.” He kissed her again after speaking those words.

Neither of them came up for air after that second kiss. Had they been dressed, they would be in a frenzy to get disrobed. Luckily, they would not have to worry about that. While he was still holding her, with his hands under her thighs, he took a seat bringing her into his lap. They continued their kiss, her hands explored the expanse of his chest while they kissed. His hands roamed over her, first delving into her hair before moving down to massage her breasts, and tease her nipples with his thumb.

From those lovely breasts his hands traveled down her sides to rest on her hips gripping them tightly as she sat on his lap in the bath. Moving from her hips to her was, which he gripped firmly massaging it before giving her a smack with each hand. The sounds echoed through the bathhouse followed closely by her soft moans. He smiled at her as he took that lovely ass in his hands and pushed her closer to him. Between them his cock strained with his desire to feel her.

She looked up at him putting her hands on his shoulders and biting her lip. For that moment his gaze was only on her lips. When she rubbed against his hard length he groaned his head going back. “Please, Zoro.” She said softly. “I don't know how much time we have.” He lifted his head immediately to look at her. He didn't have to ask if she was sure, he saw the answer shining back at him from her beautiful brown eyes. His hands went back to her hips.

He looked into her eyes, his single eye serious. “While I want to take my time, we do not have that time. This will hurt, but I want you to know that I won't intentionally hurt you and if it gets to be too much stop me.” The last came out as a command. He didn't want her hurt all because neither of them wanted to wait until they had adequate time for foreplay and preparative things. He waited only for her not before bringing her down onto him at the same time he thrust his hips up.

His roar filled the room, Nami gasped, his name on her lips ending on a moan. He looked down at her and she nodded. With that he began to raise her and then bring her back down on him repeatedly while thrusting up into her. Being surrounded by her as he was, was too much for words. Honestly, there was nothing he could even say while surrounded by the tight sheath of her slick cunt. He could barely even say her name. Any time he tried it ended on a growl. “Nam....ugh.”

He leant up and caught a nipple in his mouth. He sucked and nipped at it, growling around her delicious flesh in his mouth. He continued to pound her, his fingers no doubt bruising her hips as he held her. He’d never felt anything as good as Nami surrounding him. He caught her other nipple and laved it with similar attention.