Love Exists

Chapter 4

A/N: Oh my gosh, just realized how I left this, so sorry. Here you go, scene all finished up. And hopefully tomorrow I will have another quick update. ^-^

Chapter 4

Nami could hardly even think past the pleasure, the fullness at her center that stretched her in a way that she never would have been able to imagine. She wasn't even sure if she would be able to. put words to it, and did she even want to? They would be so paltry compared to what she was feeling. Her hands gripped Zoro's shoulders, long nails biting into the muscled flesh.

Loving him was like loving a statue come to life, all those hard chiseled edges pressed against her soft curves. The difference was something she found she liked upon further contemplation. It brought forth the memory of Luffy always wanting a statue, which now that she thought about it was silly, he already had one in his First Mate. The random through made her giggle out loud.

The sharp brow over Zoro's good eye arched, he opened his mouth to speak but what came out was a series of grunts and growls that she had no earthly idea how to even comprehend translating. The only help she had was the look on his face that questioned why she was laughing. She shook her head and leaned forward. "Random thought, I...oh gods Zoro…" She gasped as he jerked his hips just so and slowed the rhythm. "Will tell you after" She said in a single breath, the words coming out in a rush as she gasped and then cried out, her moans echoing through the room.

All she could do was hold on for dear life and be completely aroused by his strength. He set the pace, he lifted her and brought her back down over and over and over again. It amazed her that he could keep up, that he wouldn't get tired and then she felt silly for being amazed. She'd walked in on his training in the Crow's Nest, seen it on the deck, the repetitions that always made her respect him completely. Not only for the discipline, but for the strength. She would be nothing compared to the ridiculously heavy weights that he had always trained with.

"Z-Z-ZORO!"

His growl followed her scream, his face pressed against the front of her neck, placing a kiss there. The vibrations she felt from that growl were positively delicious. She was officially obsessed, could they make this a thing, like a tradition? Sex in the bath house. It sounded grand, and if it were anything as it was now, she would want it all the time. He growled out her name as though trying to tell her something but she couldn't see past the blinding waves of pleasure as her orgasm crashed over her. His name echoed throughout the room once more as she screamed it out.

He pounded her furiously at a speed that she couldn't help but enjoy, feeling another orgasm building. How was that even possible? Could she really have another so soon? Her name fell from his lips on a roar. That in conjunction to the warm feeling of his seed filling her made her see stars. Her toes curled as she plummeted over the edge, a continuous scream on her lips. When she came back into her body, resting against his chest panting she blushed knowing that everyone heard that. Oh gods….everyone heard that.

Feeling very liquid she moved her head to look up at him and that smug smile of satisfaction on his face. "You are enjoying my embarrassment aren't you?" He smiled leaning down to kiss her forehead. "More that I am enjoying the fact that it is known that you are well and taken." He said with a smile, a large calloused hand smooth over her cheek to thread itself in her hair. His gaze traveled there and the smugness left the smile until it was just a smile. The kind that the stern, reserved Zoro hardly showed. "I like your hair long."

She felt the heat on her cheeks at his words. "Really?" He nodded looking down at her before his brows furrowed and a frown replaced the smile. No, she wanted that back. Reaching up her fingers lightly traced that frown. "Zoro, what is wrong, why did you stop smiling?" She asked looking from his lips to search his good eye. "I didn't come back with anything for you but more scars." His words were soft, voice rough. "Since when do you consider your scars to be something to be ashamed of?"

She watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed. "Since I have a reason to want, less, to be, less beastly, and more...handsome for you." She barely caught that last word, but she couldn't believe that he would think she would want him to be perfect and unmarred. "Oh Zoro-kun, you silly, silly man." She said cupping his face in her hands. "If I wanted that, I would have went with Sanji-san when he first asked me out. I do not need you perfect. I am rather fond of my Demon. I always liked that story of the Beast and the Beauty." She said leaning his face down slightly so she could place a kiss to his scarred eye as she had wanted since she saw him.

She rested her forehead against his for a time enjoying the feeling, he was quiet for so long she thought something was wrong. She pulled back looking at him with a worried glance. He touched her face reverently. "You, you called me Zoro-kun." She blinked and felt relief flood her being before she smacked him on the arm. "Don't do that to me. You scared me, I thought you were rejectin-" Zoro pulled her flush to his chest holding her tight. "Do not, now, nor ever, think that I will reject you. Never, I never could. I was just, gods Nami." He said kissing her before resting his cheek against hers and holding her tight. He was just waiting for something to happen, for their moment here to be stolen.