Marimo Invasion
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
3,607
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I didn't make OP, I don't, I never will. I didn't, don't, and won't make monetary profit from this fic. All rights to the OP author, in all his glory.
Bitter, Sour... Lonely?
Zoro woke up in an unusual stupeor. Usually he woke compleately instantly, from a combination of constantly sleeping, and his monsterously sharpened senses. This groggy feeling was annoying. Why was he lagging so much? Was he laying injured in a battle? No, no pain... But some sensation was off. As the haze cleared he pinpointed the approximate area of discomfort. Then the previous evening all flooded back, triggered by the sticky substance in his leather pants.
They had just left a huge party. They had borded Going Merry, drunk (minus Nami), some of them exhaused, and all pretty satisfied. Zoro had defied his aquired alchohol tolerance by a fair amount, so even in the familiar ship his sense of mis-direction had taken over. Somehow, while looking for the men\'s quarters, he stumbled on a room full of Usopp\'s weird-ass creations. While he was trying to make his way out, Sanji and Luffy practically fell through the door, in a comprimising entannglement. From there, Luffy made his pre-considered proposition and Sanji grudginly agreed, and... well, you know. He took up the night in the crowsnest, despite lack of need for a lookout right now. Before he could settle his mind enough to sleep, he heard Nami already trying so exploit Luffy, and Sanji, presumeably, cooking tomorrow\'s breakfast.
And now he woke like this. Grand Line introducd all sorts of new things to Zoro, but sleep-ejaculation is something he could have done without. Although, he supposed that he couldn\'t blame a sea for these things. Like all his emarrasing memories, thoughts, and feelings.
"I want to be fucked by my captain..."
The rememberance of such a thought made him blush across his entire face. He\'d had thoughts about how he loved his captain, but not to such an extent! Man, what would Luffy think if he said those words aloud?
Actually, what was Luffy thinking?! First of all, were he and Sanji... were they... in a relationship? The way they acted, Zoro could kind of tell. They knew eachothers\' sexual habits, didn\'t they. The love-cook became like a puppy. A horny, needy puppy. And Luffy had clear leadership. They knew eachother too well. It was as if they were...
Lovers?
He clenched his teeth slightly. This thought, it caused pain in his chest. He had been stabbed before, but this wound was truely painful. Luffy and Sanji, lovers. But, how did he come into that? Mabey it was just sex. Yeah, that had to be it. But, if it was \'just sex\' between Sanji and Luffy, then what did that mean for him? It definately wasn\'t \'just sex\' for Zoro, but that didn\'t matter if Luffy didn\'t feel differant from \'just sex\'.
Zoro wiped a small, warm bead of water from his cheek. He wouldn\'t get sad. Sadness meant he really was rejected. If he didn\'t cry, then it would mean he has the will to try. He is going to try.
Luffy...
You really are making me feel...
...bitter...
...sour...
...lonely?
They had just left a huge party. They had borded Going Merry, drunk (minus Nami), some of them exhaused, and all pretty satisfied. Zoro had defied his aquired alchohol tolerance by a fair amount, so even in the familiar ship his sense of mis-direction had taken over. Somehow, while looking for the men\'s quarters, he stumbled on a room full of Usopp\'s weird-ass creations. While he was trying to make his way out, Sanji and Luffy practically fell through the door, in a comprimising entannglement. From there, Luffy made his pre-considered proposition and Sanji grudginly agreed, and... well, you know. He took up the night in the crowsnest, despite lack of need for a lookout right now. Before he could settle his mind enough to sleep, he heard Nami already trying so exploit Luffy, and Sanji, presumeably, cooking tomorrow\'s breakfast.
And now he woke like this. Grand Line introducd all sorts of new things to Zoro, but sleep-ejaculation is something he could have done without. Although, he supposed that he couldn\'t blame a sea for these things. Like all his emarrasing memories, thoughts, and feelings.
"I want to be fucked by my captain..."
The rememberance of such a thought made him blush across his entire face. He\'d had thoughts about how he loved his captain, but not to such an extent! Man, what would Luffy think if he said those words aloud?
Actually, what was Luffy thinking?! First of all, were he and Sanji... were they... in a relationship? The way they acted, Zoro could kind of tell. They knew eachothers\' sexual habits, didn\'t they. The love-cook became like a puppy. A horny, needy puppy. And Luffy had clear leadership. They knew eachother too well. It was as if they were...
Lovers?
He clenched his teeth slightly. This thought, it caused pain in his chest. He had been stabbed before, but this wound was truely painful. Luffy and Sanji, lovers. But, how did he come into that? Mabey it was just sex. Yeah, that had to be it. But, if it was \'just sex\' between Sanji and Luffy, then what did that mean for him? It definately wasn\'t \'just sex\' for Zoro, but that didn\'t matter if Luffy didn\'t feel differant from \'just sex\'.
Zoro wiped a small, warm bead of water from his cheek. He wouldn\'t get sad. Sadness meant he really was rejected. If he didn\'t cry, then it would mean he has the will to try. He is going to try.
Luffy...
You really are making me feel...
...bitter...
...sour...
...lonely?