Friendly Competition

Chapter 4

Sanji tried to avoid shaking his head, wondering whatever had possessed him to actually follow Zoro’s stupid suggestion the night previous. It definitely wasn’t very comfortable to have a hangover when the sea was rough and turbulent and the navigator was someone you could not refuse.

Zoro, the bastard, showed no ill effects whatsoever, sleeping against the railing, his swords held securely against his shoulder. The bastard could at least fall over and supply them with some amusement.

“Oi,” Sanji said, and kicked Zoro none-too-gently in the hip. “Oi, oi, Shit-Marimo, how about giving us a hand?”

“If you can’t handle it without me,” Zoro yawned, stretched, and with no hurry whatsoever got up to check what needed doing. They were on their way to yet another random island. “You know,” Zoro drawled. “I was thinking we needed to finish this competition once and for all.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Next time we get ashore, we find a bar, pick a girl each, get her to a hotel room and we see who can make their girl come first.”

“Excuse me?” Leave it to the idiot to be so crude about something like that.

“You don’t think you can do it?”

“Of course I can!” He snapped back, refusing to wince at the sudden wave of pain hitting his head.

“Then it’s decided. It works only if the other can hear her scream.”

“My girls always scream in pleasure.”

“If you say so.”


At the next random island, Zoro and Sanji were both standing outside the bar they had agreed on, mostly because they couldn’t agree on any other place they had seen.

“So, when we’ve charmed them, we both go back to the hotel at the same time, and time starts the second the door’s closed behind us.”

“I was the one who thought up the plan, you don’t need to revise it.”

“Shut up, I thought it up as much as you did.”

They both entered at the same time, glaring daggers at each other.

“Well, I hope you’re able to get someone, or it’ll be much too easy for me.”

“If you fail, I win by default.”

Zoro turned and went straight for the plump brunette at the bar, while Sanji took a few more seconds to survey the bar before settling on a leggy blonde.

(And once again there’s a mysterious time gap the phail!authors fails to write out)

“Just a second,” Zoro yelled over the obnoxious music. “I need to tell my friend that I’m leaving.” He made his way over to the table where the leggy blonde Sanji had picked earlier was now sitting in his lap. “Hey, me and Sarah are leaving now, Sanji, you coming?”

Sanji’s eyebrow twitched over having his birth name directed at him from the idiot. It was almost offending. “Babe, do you want to go?” He directed at the woman in his lap, trying his best to ignore the imbecile all but breathing down his neck.

With a snigger she agreed, moving from his lap sinuously. Zoro rolled his eyes at the drop of drool Sanji surreptitiously wiped from his lips.

The night air was fresh with a breeze coming from the ocean. The girls shuddered theatrically and catching the clue Sanji immediately took off his jacket and threw it over his lady’s shoulders. Zoro, who had not caught the clue, noticed Sanji’s gesture and looked at the woman walking by his side. “Are you cold?”

“Maybe a little…”

“Well… I don’t have a fancy jacket,” he smiled and put his arm around her, “but maybe this’ll help a little.” She contently pressed herself against his body.

“I knew you had it in you.” Sanji smirked to Zoro, who threw him a warning glance in return.

It only took a few minutes to reach the hotel. Just before they both entered their rooms, they each threw the other a self-assured look before closing the door.

Zoro immediately slammed Sarah up against the door and kissed her roughly. His hands worked quickly with her top and she began pulling his harakimi up. I knew she was my type of girl, aiming for the good stuff immediately, he thought victoriously, pushing her top over her head and moving to her neck. His tongue drew circles along her jugular and she moaned softly. He had to move his head again and put his arms up, as she succeeded in pulling both his harakimi and shirt up and off.

“Bed?” He asked.

She nodded breathlessly, and he grabbed her and threw her at it. What a relief to finally have a woman that could take it. He kicked off his boots before throwing himself upon the brunette, who squealed delighted. He grabbed the top of her skirt and pulled it down, briefly admiring the view before lying down on top of her. His hands wandered down her curves, exploring and stroking, trying to find her sensitive spots.

Her nails on his back made him think that he might get another set of scratches this night. God, I love fiery women…except Nami.

He reached under her and she arched her back to assist, so he could undo her bra. Letting one hand cup one of her breasts, the other once again travelled down her body playing with the edge of her panties. He softly bit the nipple on her free breast and received a hearty moan in return. Time to proceed and win this challenge.

Zoro pulled down her panties, stroking as much skin on her legs as possible on the way down and up again. She grinned and said playfully; “You are so overdressed, Stud Muffin.”

I gotta shut her up now. He quickly digested himself of his pants, receiving another giggle when she saw that he went commando. His right hand stroke up her inner thighs and pressed her legs apart. He reached into her warm folds and gently caressed the area around her entrance. He leaned over her again and hungrily devoured her lips. She moaned into his mouth and her hands began wandering down his back to his ass and took a firm grip.

While still caressing her core, he reached out for the nightstand where he had placed condoms earlier. She took the package from him and sat up. “Here, let me handle that.” With a flourish she ripped open the packing and deftly fished out the condom. She reached down and stroked his cock, receiving a hiss for her actions, before rolling the rubber on.

He pushed her down and positioned his manhood against her opening, before pushing in with his hips. With rhythmical, hard trusts, he pushed her pleasure higher, but it would not be enough to make her come. His hand stroked down her quivering stomach, and he placed a finger on her clitoris, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. Her panting turned into loud moans as she reached climax, finally ending with a loud almost-scream.

Ha, that’ll teach that stupid Love Cook.

He removed his hand and increased the pace, closing his eyes in bliss. With a suppressed groan he released, and barely caught himself before he fell down on the sleepy woman.

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