Cook and Swordsman
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
45
Views:
2,976
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own One Piece, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Naked trust..DAMMIT.
Zoro thought he could sleep through anything. Hell. EVERYONE thought he could sleep through anything. Until just this moment he had no reason to think that wasn’t the case.
The blond cook was asleep next to him. Naked. Sure the cook had slept next to him before, but never naked. Even after sex, the chef would typically go clean up and put on pajamas or after a particularly tiring session pull on boxers.
Sanji never explained but Zoro knew. Sanji hated being perceived as weak. As vulnerable. He probably would prefer no one watch him sleep at all.
The nude beach had left the girls back in the Sunny for their privacy and the men laying in the soft sand, enjoying the break and all but Zoro naked and asleep. Well Zoro was naked, just not asleep.
He was only an outstretched arm away. All the swordsman would have to do was put forth the effort and he could have a handful of cook at his mercy. He could probably stroke him to orgasm in front of everyone before the rest of the guys woke up. Or more.
He could do more to him. Make him beg for it too.
BUT if he did… the cook probably wouldn’t sleep naked again. Even if he denied it, and even if the cook proclaimed it to be okay…a trust will have been broken. The blond had fallen asleep naked, thinking, trusting that he would be okay and no one would abuse his vulnerability.
That trust was enough to stay Zoros hand. Well, his hand on Sanji anyway. No one said Zoro couldn’t touch himself. His body was offering an open invitation and he was more than willing to answer it himself.
He could always have the real thing later. Bastard Ero-cook.
The blond cook was asleep next to him. Naked. Sure the cook had slept next to him before, but never naked. Even after sex, the chef would typically go clean up and put on pajamas or after a particularly tiring session pull on boxers.
Sanji never explained but Zoro knew. Sanji hated being perceived as weak. As vulnerable. He probably would prefer no one watch him sleep at all.
The nude beach had left the girls back in the Sunny for their privacy and the men laying in the soft sand, enjoying the break and all but Zoro naked and asleep. Well Zoro was naked, just not asleep.
He was only an outstretched arm away. All the swordsman would have to do was put forth the effort and he could have a handful of cook at his mercy. He could probably stroke him to orgasm in front of everyone before the rest of the guys woke up. Or more.
He could do more to him. Make him beg for it too.
BUT if he did… the cook probably wouldn’t sleep naked again. Even if he denied it, and even if the cook proclaimed it to be okay…a trust will have been broken. The blond had fallen asleep naked, thinking, trusting that he would be okay and no one would abuse his vulnerability.
That trust was enough to stay Zoros hand. Well, his hand on Sanji anyway. No one said Zoro couldn’t touch himself. His body was offering an open invitation and he was more than willing to answer it himself.
He could always have the real thing later. Bastard Ero-cook.