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'Sexy Devil' Luffy	By : DonalGraeme Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 31036 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I in no way profit financially from the writing of this fanfiction. One Piece is the intellectual property of Eiichiro Oda and Shonen Jump.

Chapter List
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Chapter 3: Discovery and Consummation of a Mate
Despite Coby’s best efforts, he was unable to talk Luffy out of his crazy idea by the time they docked at the nearest island.
“Wow, you managed to get us all the way here! You’re a pretty good navigator.”
“No. You’re just a pretty bad one. How can you not know how to find your way at sea?”
“Never needed to. I always seem to find my way somehow.”
Coby shook his head. While breathtaking and oddly wise, Luffy was proving to be severely lacking in some essential skills.
They caused quite a stir as they walked toward the Marine Base, Luffy to make his first recruiting attempt and Coby to fulfill his dream. Everyone who spent more than a second looking at Luffy began to swoon.
“So you’re sure this Zoro guy is in that base?” Luffy asked Coby while taking an offered apple from a woman. Upon uttering the name, everyone on the street started to freak out, hugging the walls to try and get as far away from Luffy as possible.
“Yes, but I’d keep quiet about that. Apparently his name is taboo around here.”
Luffy shrugged and took a bite of the apple, walking past the odd crowd to more normal passerby. “So who managed to catch this guy if he’s so strong?”
“I’m not sure, but I heard that this base is run by Captain Morgan. He’s pretty strong.”
Oddly enough, the mention of Morgan got the same reaction as Zoro. Luffy shrugged while Coby got an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach as they made their way past the frightened townsfolk.
“That’s odd. Why would the people be as scared of Captain Morgan as of Zoro?”
“Maybe he’s a bad guy,” Luffy offered.
“Impossible! He’s a Marine Captain! He’s a good guy!”
“What kind of person you are and what you do have nothing to do with each other. There can be good pirates and bad marines. The world’s not black and white; that’d be too easy.”
Coby remained silent on that point.
The two reached the gates to the Marine Base, which was a huge complex dominated by three large towers and surrounded by a high wall. Coby started to get a little choked up, coming so close to his lifelong dream. He began to tearfully thank Luffy for all his help only to notice the man had vanished from his side.
“Hmm, now if I were a captured bounty hunter, where would I be?” Luffy asked from his position on top of the wall.
“Get down from there! He wouldn’t be out here anyway! He’s probably in a dungeon below the base.”
“I smell someone strong that way. I’ll go check over there.”
Coby ran after Luffy as the pirate jumped down and went along the wall. When he jumped back up, Coby scrambled up after him. He was about to scold his newest friend when he caught sight of the man tied to a post in the courtyard. Then he froze in fear.
The man had his arms and waist tied to the wood, leaving his legs sticking out and putting all his body weight on his shoulders in what must have been an excruciating position. He was as tan as Luffy, his skin covered in a combination of dust and blood from an assortment of untended cuts and bruises. His head was down, covered by a dark green bandana that didn’t completely hide hair the color of fresh spring grass. He was dressed in the rags of a tight white t-shirt, black pants, boots, and a green haramaki. The many holes offered glances at hard, tight muscle sweaty with the heat.
“Just as he was described! It really is Roronoa Zoro!” Coby turned to Luffy to warn him not to be noticed only to gape at the look on the older guy’s face. His eyes were practically sparkling with admiration while he breathed heavy with an undeniably hungry grin.
“Damn, but he’s fine. And he smells amazing. I’m definitely getting him to join my crew now!”
While Coby could only marvel at how insane his companion was being, a ladder impacted the wall to their left. Turning, Coby was faced with a small girl holding her finger to her lips in an unmistakable sign for ‘shh’. Then she hopped over the wall and began to approach Zoro with a wrapped bundle in her hands.
While Coby started freaking out, convinced the girl was going to die from being so close to such a dangerous man, the man in question looked up. His face was sharp and angular, his eyes chilling in their intensity. This was a hunter, no doubt about it.
“Hello!” the girl said with innocent cheer. “I thought you’d be hungry, so I brought you some onigiri!”
“Beat it, kid,” Zoro said in a husky tenor.
“But I worked really hard! It was my first time ever cooking, but I tried my very best!”
“I don’t care! Now get out of here!”
“How rude,” Coby commented, watching the little girl’s face fall.
“So you’re picking on kids now, Roronoa?”
Everyone turned to face the newcomer. With blond hair in a bowl cut and the deepest cleft in a chin to be found in the world, the young man was dressed very fashionably in a suit and flanked by two marines. Luffy wrinkled his nose at the sickly-sweet smell coming off him. This guy was spoiled rotten, no doubt about it.
The man proceeded to throw what can only be described as a hissy fit. Snatching the onigiri right from the little girl, despite her protests, only to spit it out and then crush both into the ground, loudly complaining about their terrible flavor. When the little girl tried protest, the jerk arrogantly pulled out a piece of paper and spelled out, rather patronizingly, that she could be killed for trying to help a captured criminal. After enjoying her look of terror, the brat ordered his escort to toss her over the wall. When the man hesitated, the blonde got right in his face and all but whined that he’d “tell daddy” if the man didn’t do what he said.
Coby could only watch in horror as the Marine picked up the girl and threw her clear over the wall. This wasn’t how Marines were supposed to act! How could such a cruel, evil little man be in a position of power?
Luffy meanwhile leapt to catch the girl. It was a rough landing, but the man seemed unaffected, accepting the girl’s thanks with a bright smile.
“So, you managed to last this long, Roronoa. I must confess I never thought you’d make it this long,” the jerk with the nasally voice drawled.
“I said I’d last the month, and I always keep my word. Just nine more days.”
“Yeah, yeah,” the man waved dismissively, leaving Zoro to his imprisonment.
The swordsman sighed, trying to ignore both the terrible ache in his entire back and the physically painful sensation of hunger. The things he did for people. Looking up, Zoro was surprised to find another unexpected visitor. Quite unexpected.
Luffy smiled pleasantly, hands resting on his hips as he turned his Aura as high up as it went. The perfume of cut straw and sunshine permeated the air while his skin started to glisten, making every dip and line in his lean, wiry muscles very noticeable. Zoro gave a very obvious gulp.
“You know, you didn’t have to be so mean to the little girl. If you wanted to protect her, you could have just warned her.”
Trying and failing to not be dazzled by the dreamy man before him, Zoro gruffly said “Yeah, well I got an image to maintain.” Right after this, his stomach gave a rather pathetic grumble. Eyeing the rice crushed into the dirt, Zoro asked “Say, would you mind giving me those?”
“If you’re sure about it,” the stranger answered, picking up the ruined onigiri and tossing them into Zoro’s open mouth.
Hunger temporarily appeased, even if he had to choke down some of the rougher clumps, Zoro looked up into the curious eyes of his handsome visitor. “Tell the little girl they were delicious. Now who the hell are you?”
“I’m Monkey D. Luffy, the most unconventional pirate you’ll ever meet. Want to be my nakama?”
Zoro jerked his mind his mind away from places it shouldn’t go, trying to ignore the second hunger that was growing steadily harder to resist the longer he was in this stranger’s presence. “No way. I haven’t quite given up on life just yet.”
“Now that’s just prejudiced. You don’t know the first thing about me. For all you know, I’m a pirate who goes around beating up scum Marines like the ones that put you here.”
Zoro scoffed. “That wasn’t the Marines. That was that dumb Helmeppo, Captain Morgan’s son. I made him a bet I could last a month tied to this post without food. 21 days and counting.”
“So we’ll just keep those onigiri our little secret then.” Luffy shivered. “Wow, I can’t imagine going that long with my hands tied up. I can barely go a day without some kind of release. How do you handle that? How do you even go the bathroom like this?”
“It’s not a problem.” ‘At least not until you showed up,’ Zoro mentally added, now uncomfortably aware of the tightness of his fundoshi and the ache in his balls. “And don’t ask.”
“How about after you win this bet? Will you join my crew then?”
“I told you, I’m not going to be a pirate! I’ve got my own goals, and piracy isn’t in the cards.”
Luffy leaned forward with an interested look in his eyes, getting right into Zoro’s personal space. Zoro found it impossible to look anywhere but the pirate’s stunning face. “What are these goals? Tell me and I can tell you how you can still achieve them if you sail with me.”
Zoro’s mouth got dry in a way that had nothing to do with the heat. He found the words coming out before he could remind his befuddled brain he shouldn’t. “I swore on the memory of my rival that I would become the greatest swordsman in the world. Since she can’t compete with me anymore, I owe it to both of us to become the best.”
Luffy grinned. “What a coincidence. It’s my goal to become the Pirate King. It would be embarrassing if my swordsman was anything less than the world’s best.”
“Y-you’re crazy,” Zoro sputtered, cursing how rattled he sounded. His every thought was being wiped out by the sweet smell of this man’s breath, leaving only flesh crying out for contact and comfort.
Luffy leaned in to whisper in Zoro’s ear, his voice as smooth and sinful as the brush of a silk scarf across naked skin as his body molded itself to Zoro’s like it was made for the greenhead alone. “Become my nakama, Zoro. Help me reach my dream, and I’ll make sure you never regret it. I will never abandon you, never let you come to despair, and I will not rest until you stand unchallenged as the greatest swordsman the world has ever seen. Give me everything, Zoro, and I will do the same in turn.”
Zoro was speechless. His heart pounded like he was in a battle to the death, his lungs unable to get enough air from the air. He was painfully aware of every hard plane and smooth curve of the unearthly body pressed against his. His hips jerked against the ropes restraining them as he tried to press his aching erection against the heavenly warmth kept away by only a few scant layers of cloth. He had never wanted anyone as badly as he did the confusing, mouthwatering, ludicrous, amazing pirate in front of him.
A chuckle that would be better suited to a dark room under warm covers sounded in Zoro’s ear. “I can see you need a little time to think about it. So take this as a taste of all we could do for each other.”
And with that, Luffy pulled back, cradled Zoro’s head in his arms, and pressed their lips together.
‘Oh. My. God.’ Zoro had died. He had died and some spirit had taken pity on him and delivered him to Heaven instead of Hell. For this could be nothing less than paradise. The touch of Luffy’s lips on his was searing, scorching. Sweet, indescribably soft lips claimed his mouth with a hunger and desire that took his breath away. So much want was behind that kiss that Zoro felt like a god, like someone strong and masculine and worthy of such naked, ravenous lust. Fire raced through his veins, a need too strong to be contained to just his loins. Millions of images raced through his mind, of Luffy and him naked and writhing and connected in every way possible. He could not care less who was in charge or who was in whom. All he wanted was to vanish into the heat and pleasure and strength of this man and become a glorious one. He hardly noticed or cared that his pleasure peaked from the touch of Luffy’s lips alone.
It could have been seconds or years later, but eventually Luffy pulled away. Zoro stretched his neck to prolong the contact, his arms straining against their bonds, wanting nothing more than to grab hold of this beautiful creature and never let go. One kiss and he was lost.
Luffy was gasping like he’d just run around the island. He regained his breath before smiling angelically into the longing eyes of Zoro. “I’ll be back soon. Think about my offer.”
With that, Luffy turned and left, leaving a swordsman to consider some radical career paths and deal with an uncomfortable stickiness in his pants.
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“Really? He ate it all?”
“Yup. And he told me to tell you they were delicious!”
The little girl named Rika lit up in happiness at how well her gift had been received. She and the two men had retreated to the steps outside her mother’s restaurant. Coby had a hard time looking at Luffy, having spied exactly how the ‘discussion’ with Zoro had gone. He had a sudden wish that he was a few years older so that Luffy would do that kind of stuff to him.
Trying to think clean thoughts, Coby started reflecting “I’m starting to think that Zoro is as much a villain as the Marines say he is.”
“He’s not!” Rika stated vehemently. “It’s all that stupid Helmeppo’s fault. Everyone’s scared of making Captain Morgan mad, so he gets away with whatever he wants. Three weeks ago, he brought his pet wolf into Mama’s restaurant. Rika tried to stop it from eating all our food. It would have bit me if Zoro didn’t save me. Then Helmeppo said he’d have us all imprisoned or killed if Zoro didn’t agree to that stupid bet.”
Coby felt like the world had been knocked askew. “If the son’s that much of a jerk, it makes you wonder how terrible this Captain Morgan must be. I guess being a Marine doesn’t automatically make you a good guy.”
“Told you,” Luffy said.
The three made their way inside to eat lunch. Rika’s mother was happy to serve her daughter’s new friends for free, probably helped along by the older one’s compliments to her looks. As they ate, Luffy glanced toward the back of the bar. He could have sworn that he’d seen the same woman he’d glimpsed when Coby and he had made their escape. But there was no one there.
Just as they were finishing, who other than Helmeppo came in. After demanding that he and his escort eat for free, he put his feet up on his table and started to loudly brag about all the possessions their tributes had bought for him. The most anyone did was clench their fist; they were too terrified of retribution.
“Oh, and here’s some exciting news,” Helmeppo added after describing his newest painting. “I’ve decided that Roronoa guy isn’t dying fast enough, so I’m going to have him executed in three days! You’re welcome to come watch!”
The blonde brat started to laugh obnoxiously, which was mercifully cut short by Luffy dashing from his seat to deliver a stinging slap to his cheek.
Luffy had nothing but scorn on his face as he looked down at the whimpering bully. “Scum like you isn’t worth the dust on Zoro’s boots. I actually feel sorry for trash like you that has to go through life clinging to the feet of people stronger than you to get by.”
“How dare you?!” Helmeppo shouted. “You hit me! Do you have any idea who my father is?”
“I know. I just don’t give a damn. Zoro’s going to be my nakama. I’ll beat up you, your father, and anyone else that tries to kill him without giving him a chance to fight.”
Helmeppo shivered at the seriousness in his attacker’s eyes. It wasn’t a threat, but a promise. With all the maturity of a two-year-old, the blonde fled to the base to tell on the guy who hit him to his daddy. Luffy followed sedately after him, off to save his first nakama.
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After Zoro’s head had cleared from his and Luffy’s kiss, he started seriously contemplating the sexy man’s offer. His initial protest that being a pirate would interfere with his dream was deemed false. Mihawk had been a pirate after all, before accepting work for the Government. And if that kiss was anything to go by, being a nakama to the man with the straw hat carried quite a few perks with it.
The biggest issue he’d been able to find was the question of others. Would Zoro have Luffy all to himself, or would he just be one among many, vying for attention from his ‘master’? Zoro found the very idea repugnant. He started meditating to calm himself down.
Oddly enough, Zoro felt better than he had in weeks. The tension that had turned his whole body into one giant cramp waiting to happen was now all but gone. His hunger felt much more manageable, in a way that the onigiri alone couldn’t account for. And in general, Zoro just felt more alive and alert. It was like he’d been tied for 3 days, not 3 weeks.
Before he could ponder that too long, the object of his earlier musings appeared before him.
“So, you been thinking Zoro-kun?”
Zoro looked at Luffy’s face and tried very hard not to dissolve into putty like he had earlier. It was hard; every cell in his body was begging him to do whatever it took to feel the man’s ambrosial warmth again. “I have. Mostly about how embarrassingly short I lasted.”
Luffy made a waving gesture like this was inconsequential. “That’s nothing. You went a long time without relief and everything I do is ten times as potent as what someone else can manage.”
“That’s quite the claim,” Zoro said.
“No, it’s a fact,” Luffy answered, sure without sounding arrogant or conceited. “I’m not like most guys, Zoro-kun.”
“Drop the ‘kun’ thing. Just call me Zoro.”
“Sure.”
Zoro took a moment to gather his thought before bringing up the biggest obstacle to his just blurting out ‘take me I’m yours’. “I got one question before I say yes. Am I going to be something special to you, or just another notch in your belt? I mean, it’s not like you can treat every member of your crew the same as you promised to me.”
Luffy quirked his head. “That’s always confused me.”
“What?”
“Talk like that, as if love were some finite resource to be horded. I assure you that I can love you more than my own life, and I also plan to do the same for every one of my nakama. We just met Zoro, and I already have very strong feelings for you. I can see myself falling for you. And I can tell you with a straight face that I have already fallen twice in my life, and my feelings for those two are no less just because I’ve found you. I sincerely want to give you everything you could possibly want, and I will almost certainly feel the same for every person that I will want to make my nakama the way I knew in an instant I wanted to make you one. And before you say it, I don’t think it makes me weaker that I have to support so many people with all my heart. I think it actually makes me stronger, having so many reasons to fight.” Luffy smiled, and it was brighter than the sunrise to Zoro. “It’s not that you’ll have less Zoro. I just have more to give.”
Zoro couldn’t think of anything to say to that.
“But if you’re worried of vanishing into the masses, rest assured I plan on having a small crew. Close and cozy and intimate.” Luffy gave a truly wicked laugh at the look on Zoro’s face, who was actually fighting down a nosebleed.
“Well in that case, the moment I win this bet my answer is going to be a ‘hell yes’… Captain.”
Luffy slapped his fist into his open palm. “Oh, yeah! That reminds me. I actually came to bust you out. Helmeppo just announced he was going to execute you, so your deal is null and void.”
Zoro grit his teeth. “I wish I could say I was surprised. But there’s no way I’m leaving without my swords. Helmeppo took them and hid them somewhere.”
“Swords?” Luffy asked.
“Three of them. I’m a Santouryu user.”
“How do you hold the third one?”
“I use my mouth.”
“Really?” Luffy asked, his eyebrows wiggling. “I bet your jaw muscles are really strong, then.”
Zoro blushed. And got a little hard.
“So I’ll leave you here so no one gets suspicious, find your swords, spring you, and then we can sail off and start getting better acquainted with each other. How’s that sound?”
Zoro grinned. “Sounds like a plan.” The grin only widened when Luffy stepped into reach and leaned close.
“I’m going to have to borrow back that energy I gave you. But I promise to make it up to you later.” Before Zoro could question what he meant, Luffy’s lips crashed into his. It was just as intense and pleasurable as Zoro remembered. Only this time instead of feeling empowered, Zoro felt weak as those sure, smooth lips set his nervous system alight. Every muscle in his body relaxed into jelly as his captain laid claim to him.
When it ended, Zoro felt as bad as he had when the day started. But as Luffy caressed his cheek with an apologetic pout, he found he didn’t really care.
With one perfectly ordinary kiss to the nose, Luffy left his first Mate and swordsmen to look for his nakama’s swords.
Coming to the base of the main tower, Luffy walked right up to the guard on duty and, twirling a lock of his hair with finger, asked “Excuse me, could you tell me where I can find Helmeppo?” Luffy felt a familiar, shallow sense of accomplishment as the man’s eyes were replaced with hearts. With clear instructions to go to the roof, Luffy set off.
May lightning strike him if Luffy didn’t have both speed and endurance. He managed to climb all the stairs to the roof in five minutes flat. When he got there, he found his target clutching the cheek Luffy didn’t hit, cowering before a large blonde man with a weird metal jaw and an actual axe seemingly growing out of his right arm. The nausea-inducing man was shouting to the heavens about his superiority while close to the entire contingent of Marines dragged a massive statue of the freak into place atop the tower.
Shrugging, Luffy walked forward, grabbed Helmeppo’s arm, and dragged him back to the door. Just as every eye turned to see why the brat suddenly exploded in noise, Luffy leaned forward and gave his ass a solid smack. “Come and get it, boys!” With that, Luffy took off into the bowels of the tower. Behind him, he heard a huge crash as the distracted Marines let go of the ropes and allowed the statue to fall and shatter.
“AFTER HIM!” shouted a rough bass, which Luffy assumed was the notorious Captain Morgan.
“Would you stop dragging me?” Helmeppo begged.
“Sure. As soon as you tell me where you put Zoro’s swords.” Luffy spoke as though they were discussing things over breakfast rather than mid-sprint.
“They’re in my room! It’s the one with the white door we just passed!”
Luffy dropped Helmeppo simple as that, turning back the way he came. Two Marines blocked his path, rifles aimed at him. “Halt! You’re under arrest.”
Luffy arched an eyebrow and flared his Aura. “Are you sure about that?” While the two hesitated, Luffy dashed forward and punched them both unconscious. Finding the door with the flowery sign proclaiming it Helmeppo’s, Luffy opened it and walked in.
Helmeppo clearly cared more about luxury than how people perceived his masculinity. Every surface dripped with jewelry, discarded clothes in flamboyant colors, and fine fabrics. And in the corner by the window were three swords. Taking off his vest, Luffy used it to tie the three swords to his back. The young pirate looked through the window down at the field and nearly had a heart attack.
Coby had apparently tried to free Zoro himself. The two were faced with a firing line, Captain Morgan overseeing it with a smug look on his ugly face. Thinking fast, Luffy threw open the window, cranked his Aura as high as it could go without becoming a Tantalize, and shouted in his best damsel-in-distress voice “Oh my! I’m going to fall! Someone please catch me!” With that, he pretended to faint and began falling towards the ground headfirst.
The firing line dropped their guns and rushed to catch him, trailing hearts the whole way. When Luffy landed, the lot was crushed into the ground while he barely felt a thing. “Thank you, darlings,” he said as he picked himself up and rushed to the relieved Coby and Zoro.
Morgan narrowed his eyes before pointing his axe at the man who dared to challenge his authority. “You! How did you make my men betray me like that? They’re far too frightened of me to risk their lives just for a piece of pretty boy trash like you!”
Luffy turned to face the Captain, an affronted look in his eye. “If I’m trash, then you’re toxic waste. And to answer your question, I ate the Fuck-Fuck Fruit and became supernaturally sexy. Along with a few other things.”
The few Marines that hadn’t fallen to Luffy’s spell started muttering about Devil’s Fruits and how they didn’t stand a chance. Zoro merely quirked an eyebrow. “Well that explains a few things.”
Luffy smiled and pulled the swords from his back, letting his vest fall to the ground. With barely a tug to undo the knots that Coby had been a second from releasing, Luffy freed his nakama and handed him his precious swords, fulfilling their deal and cementing Zoro’s choice to be a pirate.
“Don’t strain yourself. You can’t be up to much after being stuck like that so long. Feel free to jump in, but let me take care of things for now, okay?”
Granted that Zoro was actually feeling dizzy from hunger, the swordsman still acquiesced with “Go ahead,” with much less blustering than he would have done with anyone else.
As Luffy turned to face the remaining Marines, Morgan shouted “Kill him, men! If you aren’t stupid enough to get distracted, then he’s helpless. All his power helps him do is act like a whore!”
Luffy frowned, the one expression that he didn’t make look better than anyone else. “I’ll show you helpless.” Reaching into the store of energy he’d Consumed, he found Zoro’s and tapped into it. “Fantasy Form!” he shouted, before becoming incased in a blinding reddish-purple light.
When Zoro could look again, his jaw dropped.
Luffy was now dressed like a samurai. He had bracers and greaves strapped to his arms in legs, an elaborate kabuto helmet, and a nodachi held with perfect form in his hands. Apart from that, the only thing he had on was a fundoshi. He looked equally sexy and powerful. Zoro had vague memories of one or two embarrassing dreams from when he was younger that involved a similar figure.
The men who had hesitantly begun to charge froze in place, either baffled or fighting nosebleeds. Angling his sword towards Morgan, Luffy called out with a voice clear and loud as a trumpet. “Captain Morgan of the Marines, I am Monkey D. Luffy and I find you to be without honor. Face me in single combat or forever be known as a shameful coward!”
Apparently unfazed by the magical transformation Luffy had undergone, Morgan threw off his jacket to reveal his black muscle shirt. “In this world, rank is everything! I hold the highest rank, so I am the greatest man on this island! I’ll kill you and remind these people why they should obey me!”
With that, both of them charged at each other. While Luffy had never even held a sword in his life, Samurai Luffy was another matter. He expertly wielded the nodachi, dodging or deflecting all of Morgan’s attacks while leaving stinging wounds in his wake. When Morgan raised his axe-hand for a debilitating strike, Luffy seized his opening. He dashed forward so fast he was barely seen, reappearing behind Morgan with his sword held frozen in the end position of a cut.
Morgan went down in a shower of blood, a clean slash across his gut having downed him. Luffy once again vanished into a ball of light, which cleared to reveal him back with his normal vest, jeans, and straw hat. The pirate turned to find Zoro standing over the unconscious form of Helmeppo.
“This idiot tried to sneak up on Coby with a gun. I stopped him from ruining the show. May I ask what the hell that was?”
Luffy grinned and slapped Zoro on the shoulder, who tried and failed to conceal how hard it was to stay standing from the blow. “Let’s get some food in you and I’ll explain all about my powers.” So saying, the two pirates and Coby made their way to Rika’s place while the Marines celebrated the fall of their oppressor, Morgan.
While Zoro made up for three weeks of missed meals, Luffy explained around his own mouthfuls what exactly the Fuck-Fuck Fruit let him do. Naturally, he kept the talk vague in consideration of the listening Rika.
“In a nutshell, all I do is work with a certain kind of energy, but there’s a whole lot of different ways to use it. People generate it whenever they do heated kinds of things. Aura just makes it easier for me to generate it with someone by making me more distracting. Tantalize is when I give it a little kick to make people actually start fighting over me. When I’m doing stuff with someone, I can either suck energy out of them or give it to them. I call those Consume and Heal. Then I can actually use the energy to do some interesting things, like Fantasy Form. That turns me into the ideal partner of whosever energy I use to fuel it. Since I used yours Zoro, I turned into a samurai. Or I can just use it to make me stronger, like I do with Punishment. There’re a few other things, but I don’t think I can mention them with children present.”
“Aw, come on! I want to hear more about Luffy-san’s cool powers!”
Rika’s mother on the other hand, who had a clearer idea of exactly what kind of energy Luffy was talking about, gave a grateful grin.
When Zoro finally felt full, he turned to face his Captain who was picking at some fruit. “So, where do we go from here? I’m guessing from the way you were talking earlier that I’m the first member of your crew.”
Luffy grinned. “Easy. We wander around looking for more nakama, and then when we have enough it’s off to the Grand Line!”
“Don’t you think you should plan a little more than just that? Do we even have a real ship?”
“Nope, just a rowboat.” Luffy laughed at the expression on Zoro’s face. “Don’t worry Zoro, things will work themselves out.”
“Luffy-kun is a very go-with-the-flow kind of person,” Coby offered, a sympathetic grin on his face.
“You don’t say,” Zoro muttered, wondering if untold pleasure and companionship balanced out this kind of idiotic aimlessness.
“Well, all that’s left to do is make you a Marine, Coby, and then the two of us can leave.”
“Don’t say it like that!” Coby shouted. “Even though we only just met, Luffy-kun has become very important to me! Saying goodbye shouldn’t be so casual!”
Zoro quirked an eyebrow. “I’d keep quiet about that if I were you. The Marines are hardly going to take you if you’re infatuated with a known pirate.”
Luffy only grinned in sympathy. Really, if Coby were just a few years older, he would have been tempted to seduce him over to the side of piracy. “I think it’s kind of romantic. Imagine, climbing up the ranks, never forgetting the criminal he lost his heart to. Then one day when he’s an Admiral and I’m the Pirate King, we would meet in battle and the feelings he kept hidden so long would burst out and he’d desert to run away with me and we’d have the most scandalous affair in military history!”
Everyone in the bar turned to stare at Luffy. The man merely shrugged, smiling warmly at the blushing Coby. “It could happen. Anyways, I think it’s about time to leave.”
At that moment, a host of Marines came into the bar. They were all obviously uncomfortable in Luffy’s presence, but the leader managed to maintain discipline. He expressed thanks for what the pirates had done, but stated in no uncertain terms that they had to vacate the island. While the townspeople cried out at the unfairness of treating their hero like that, Luffy stood up and signaled Zoro to do the same. They were just leaving when the spokesman asked “Wait, what about that boy? Isn’t he your nakama too?”
Coby froze. Luffy on the other hand turned to face the man with a bored look. “As if that jellyfish could possibly be worth my time. He’s just some sap I hitched a ride with. Went on about how all he wants to be is a Marine, but personally I doubt he’d ever get higher than a chore boy. I’d actually appreciate it if you took him off my hands. He seems to have gotten attached, the sad little thing.”
Coby couldn’t be more surprised by the sudden reversal in Luffy’s attitude. Feeling irrationally upset, he shouted “I would never want to be with a dirty pirate like you! I hope I never see you again!”
Without looking back, Luffy gave Coby a hand gesture that made Rika’s mom cover her daughter’s eyes. “Go fuck yourself if it will reach, kid. Though I highly doubt it will.” With that, he and Zoro left the bar. Coby fought back tears until the Marines came forward and said they’d be happy to take him. Then he realized exactly what Luffy did.
“You played those guys like a harp back there. Making out to be all petty and cruel, riling up Coby like that so they’d feel sympathetic. You’re a pretty good actor,” Zoro commented.
“But of course. I have to get my roles perfect to make things as interesting as I can.” The look Luffy sent Zoro was nothing short of bestial. The swordsmen shivered.
The two had just cast off in their tiny boat when Coby shouted “Hey!” The two turned to find Coby and all the Marines break out into a salute. “Thank you for everything!” the rosette shouted, tears in his eyes.
Luffy smiled like the sun before calling out “Here’s a little something to remember me by!” With that, the sexy pirate turned and pulled down the back of his jeans, revealing an ass that seemed the definitive example of the word ‘callipygian’.
It would take weeks until the laundry service at the base stopped complaining about white stains in the entire Marines’ sleep shorts.
It was sunset by the time the island was out of view. Taking off his hat and hiding it under the lone bench, Luffy turned to face the lounging Zoro, his angel’s voice much huskier than normal as he asked “Are you ready to really become my nakama now, Zoro?”
(And now what you’ve all been waiting for)
Zoro gulped. Carefully removing his three katana from his side, he laid them away and turned to face the positively smoldering eyes of his captain. Opening his arms in invitation, Zoro truly let go. Luffy growled as he pounced, wrapping his arms tight around Zoro’s chest as he claimed the taller man’s lips with an insatiable hunger.
Zoro felt dizzy as Luffy gently but firmly led him down to lay against the sole of the boat. Nothing mattered, not his ambition, not his pride, not even his life; nothing but the hot weight of Luffy lying atop him, his sweet lips against his, and the screaming ache in his loins. Luffy’s hands went from cradling his neck to teasing his nipples through his shirt. Biting back a moan, Zoro decided to return the favor and reached his own hands to cup Luffy’s rear.
Luffy groaned in pleasure before expertly plunging his tongue past Zoro’s lips to explore the wet cavern beyond. Putting his Santouryu training to use, Zoro pushed back with his own tongue. Surprised and a bit turned on that his abnormally strong muscle was met with resistance, Zoro began to engage in a brand new and entirely pleasurable kind of sparing as he and Luffy competed to see who would dominate whose mouth. And all the while, Zoro descended further into the delicious fire that Luffy lit in every corner of his being.
“Oh, Zoro,” Luffy whispered, pulling back and leaving a trail of saliva connecting his and Zoro’s lips. “Last chance, handsome. Tonight, I’m going to love you until you pass out. You may never be able to go back to ordinary relationships after what I do to you. Are you absolutely sure you want to be together?”
“You’re asking that now?” Zoro snarled, squeezing the firm globes of flesh in his hands as he ground his still clothed erection against Luffy’s own imprisoned length.
“Just ‘yes’ or ‘no’ will do,” Luffy insisted, running his hands along Zoro’s tight arms.
“Yes, damn it! Now can you please take these fucking clothes off?” Zoro tugged at the waist of Luffy’s ridiculously tight jeans.
Luffy’s eye’s seemed to flash with the dying light of the sun. “Ask and you shall receive, my Zoro.” Faster than Zoro could believe, Luffy had unbuttoned and shucked his vest, slapped away his hands to wiggle out of his jeans, and kicked off his sandals. The swordsman felt like his eyes would pop out. He traced every inch of the sex god in his lap with his gaze, from the compact, leonine torso to the legs made for things that had nothing to do with walking to the truly impressive cock now standing straight and proud and weeping just above Zoro’s body. Uncut and without blemish, Zoro judged it would reach past Luffy’s navel if pulled up, and looked quite the handful. Hanging below was a sack bulging with pent-up seed. There wasn’t a hair on the Devil’s Fruit eater, allowing a completely unimpeded view of liquid gold skin shifting with the play of muscle underneath.
Zoro looked into the eyes of the most beautiful person in the world, eyes that burned with desire for him, and decided that if he died after tonight, that wouldn’t be a problem.
Luffy leaned down and melted into Zoro’s kiss in a way that he’d once been told should be illegal. Not that that would stop him; he was a pirate after all. Luffy breathed in his nakama’s scent as his tongue stole Zoro’s taste from the depths of his mouth. His head filled with nothing but the tang of metal mixed with strong ale and sweat and thistle that was pure Zoro. The swordsman’s calloused hands roved over his exposed back and ass, leaving trails of fire beneath his skin. He might be a pro at this, but Zoro made him feel so alive, like it really mattered this time instead of the harmless flings he’d enjoyed in Fuusha.
Luffy could feel the invisible play of their auras overlapping, two lusts mixing to produce a completely unique energy he knew Zoro would never truly sense. Normally, he ate it all up with his partner none the wiser. When he used Consume, he’d reached down to suck his victim dry through the opening they let him in. But now that he was with someone he planned to protect, to love, to grow with, he did something he’d never done before. He pulled back from Zoro’s devouring lips to lay his own on the man’s forehead. With that, he linked his aura to Zoro’s. From that moment on, they would both feed off the energy they produced together. They would both get stronger whenever they coupled, and sensations would get even more intense. And most importantly, even if they should come to be on opposite sides of the world, Luffy would always be able to tell where Zoro was. It was the most honest way to express his devotion that Luffy knew.
Zoro shivered beneath him. “What did you just do? It’s like I can feel you in my head.”
Luffy smiled down into the face of his first Mate. “Bond. It’s something I only planned to use with the people I love most. You’re the first. I wanted you to know that I trust you just as much as you trust me right now.” Reaching down to give one last peck to Zoro’s swelling lips, he fixed the man with his best bedroom eyes. “Now let’s see what you’re hiding under all these clothes.”
Moving with the playful, too-slow pace of a born tease, Luffy tugged Zoro’s shirt over his head and out of his arms. Seizing the man’s wrists and pinning them down, utterly unfazed by the accusing stare he received, Luffy began to worship Zoro with his tongue. He worked both sides of the swordsman’s neck, finding which spots were sensitive. Luffy deliberately sucked extra hard on the pulse point, drawing a whimper from Zoro and leaving a clear mark. He then moved over each arm in turn, nuzzling the strong muscles that twitched every now and then with the desire to break Luffy’s grip and touch. Looking up through his silky bangs, Luffy grinned wickedly before latching onto a nipple. Zoro bucked wildly at the direct attention to an erogenous spot, but Luffy held him down with his deceptive strength. Expertly biting, licking, and sucking, Luffy worked Zoro until he was half-insane. Letting go with a pop, Luffy blew cold air straight onto the moist skin. While Zoro was still shivering, Luffy moved to the other side of Zoro’s chest and gave the neglected areola the same treatment. When Zoro was seeing double, Luffy moved south to taste each cleft in Zoro’s ultra-defined 8-pack.
“Luffy, you’re killing me. Please, don’t tease me like this!”
Luffy hummed, which did very interesting things to Zoro’s pleasure centers, before taking his mouth off of Zoro. Releasing his hold the greenhead’s wrists, he then shifted just out of reach as Zoro made a grab for the man.
“Someone’s impatient. You know things are always better when you build up to them slowly.”
“If you spend any more time winding me up, I’m going to explode. Please, Luffy!”
Feeling his own patience dwindling, though he truly loved every second he got to lavish on Zoro, Luffy yanked his lover’s boots off. Then, with one sure motion, Luffy ripped off Zoro’s pants, leaving him only in his fundoshi, which was struggling to contain the beast behind and obviously soaked.
Luffy regarded it in mixed lust and fascination. “You know, I’ve always wondered how people wear these things. It looks really complicated.”
“I’ll show you how later!” Zoro shouted, all but tearing it off and throwing it to the pile of his clothes on the other side of the boat. “Just please take care of this!” Sounding almost desperate, Zoro gestured at his erection, which was an angry purple with the balls drawn tight to the base in anticipation of release.
And for the record, the curtains matched the drapes.
Luffy licked his lips, actually drooling. “I can’t wait to have that inside me. But tonight is all about you, Zoro. You’re not going to do a bit of work.”
“Would you hurry up and do it already?” Zoro demanded, well aware his cock had twitched obviously when Luffy mentioned that Zoro would top sometime in the foreseeable future.
Luffy got a devious look on his heavenly features. “You know what? I’ll start things off with something I’d bet my hat you never even thought was possible.” Planting his butt down with his legs in front of him, Luffy arched forward to grab Zoro’s hips and drag the still prone man into his lap.
‘What is he doing?’ Zoro wondered, craning his neck to eye Luffy as the man lifted him and maneuvered to line up with his entrance. Zoro felt tingly as the blunt head of Luffy’s dick pressed against his pucker. For some reason the fact that they’d done zero preparation for that monster didn’t even faze him.
With one last look into Zoro’s eyes, Luffy leaned forward farther than Zoro thought physically possible and captured Zoro’s cock almost to the root while simultaneously thrusting up and burying himself balls-deep with absolutely no pain.
“HOLY FUCK!!!!” Zoro screamed to the night sky, his sanity buckling under wave after wave of white-hot pleasure as the strongest orgasm of his life hit him like a bolt of lightning. His ass clenched around the humongous invader filling it while jet after jet of his cum was fired and swallowed into the velvety throat of Monkey D. Luffy.
It was a full minute before Zoro could see straight. It took another for him to remember how to breathe. Reaching for Luffy’s head with a shaky hand, Zoro caressed the jet-black strands and said monotonously “You really aren’t like other guys.”
Coming out of his c-bend, Luffy swallowed obviously while using a hand to cup Zoro’s still-strong erection and protect it from the night chill. “You know it, lover.”
“So I guess we’ll never have to worry about prep,” Zoro said, flexing his sphincter around the largest cock he’d ever had stretching it (not that that was saying much; Zoro was usually the top), marveling at how he wasn’t even sore when all common sense stated he should be a torn bleeding mess.
“I personally find it an exciting part of foreplay, but not really. The wonders of the Fuck-Fuck Fruit.” Flexing his rod getting squeezed almost to the point of pain by hot, soft walls, Luffy said in a somewhat more strained voice “Now you know you can never complain we don’t have time for a quickie.”
Rolling his eyes, Zoro pulled Luffy’s head down to his while wrapping his legs around his captain’s waist. “Shut up and get to work. I’m still a long way from passing out.”
Readjusting his legs so he wasn’t bent in half, Luffy whispered “Your wish is my command, my Zoro” before capturing his first Mate’s lips while beginning to move.
The two began to moan and gasp as the sound of flesh smacking flesh echoed across the calm ocean. Over and over, Luffy slammed his manhood into Zoro’s clenching hole, never failing to brush that gods-given gland that made Zoro jerk each time. Then he would pull back, hissing at the friction as Zoro’s superhuman strength revealed itself even in these muscles. Zoro’s cock was hugged tight between their flexing abs, practically being massaged. Zoro’s legs clenched in time with Luffy’s thrusts, trying to draw him in just that little bit more. His hands clutched at Luffy’s shoulders, his nails almost drawing blood as he tried to find some anchor in the whirlwind of indulgence and need he found himself in. Their mouths were practically glued together, tongues tangling in a battle that neither of them could lose. Luffy rested all his weight on his forearms as his hands tangled in Zoro’s bright green hair, massaging the scalp.
They reached their climaxes in the same, glorious moment. Zoro’s ass milked Luffy’s cock for every drop of cum it could get in time to the spurts that erupted from the buried head. Zoro cried out in delight as the warmth pervaded his core, while orgasmic bliss that surpassed even his earlier nirvana radiated into every cell of his being. And Zoro knew in that single, perfect instant that this was where he belonged: held close in the arms of Luffy, in the midst of instinct and joy and love. He had just enough time to smile before the pleasure peaked and he really did pass out, his mind unable to handle so much stimulation at once.
Luffy grinned as he looked into the peaceful face of his swordsman, his lover, his nakama. Adjusting them so they could spoon, his length still buried in Zoro’s ass, Luffy drifted off to sleep, sharing his warmth and love with Zoro throughout the night.
A/N: What do you think? I don’t know about you, but I hate it when adult fics shift the original world into revolving around sex. I’ve read fics where Zoro was found naked with a dildo up his butt. Personally, I prefer to treat adult fics like actual fanfiction, albeit with X-rated content. So this fic is built on the idea of if Luffy actually did eat a fruit that gave sexy powers and everything else stayed the same, with allowances.
So, first actual lemon of my writing career complete: Check. Recovering from wisdom teeth extraction: Check. Eagerly awaiting the feedback of a bunch of fellow pervs I’ve never even met: Check. Seriously, review. I know it’s less popular on this site than FF.net, but they really do mean a lot to me.
Next Chapter: the Buggy arc and meeting Nami
P.S. For those reading this the second time, for some odd reason AFF.net randomly deleted my profile. WTF? So this is the reposted version which lost all its hard-won hits.
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